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Once my two starvelings had eaten their fill, I herded them on all fours out to the inner courtyard. A large un-roofed atrium in the center of the Hacienda. Terraced plantings and flowers surrounded a swimming pool and a flagstone patio.
The air was humid and the high sun beat down. The only real shade was under a lanai at one end of the pool. I placed them in the middle of the patio by the floor drain and went to gather some towels and various other necessities. Merely waiting with their knees and palms on the heated flagstones put a slick sheen their naked bodies. I dropped the end of a hose and a plastic bottle of Joy between them.
"Who wants to get cooled off first?"
They both just eyed the hose nervously and said nothing. By then rivulets of sweat were running down their sides to drip from their dangling nipples.
"What, no volunteers? It's just cold water. It will refresh you. Okay, then I'll have to choose. Baby Pussy will be first. Cowcunt, squirt some of that dish soap up her asshole"
"Wait! Sir… please… I want to go first."
"You should have spoken up then. Too late now. Go on, do it!"
She gently eased tip of the bottle into her daughter's tiny opening and gave it a halfhearted squeeze.
"No, no! Give her a big shot of it. I want her good and clean back there."
She reinserted it and did as I ordered while the girl squirmed uneasily.
"That's better. Now work the end of the hose into her and hold it there."
"Please, Sir… why do I have to do this. I'm afraid it will damage her."
"You'll see some damage if I have to fetch the whip."
She picked up the hose began working it slowly past the little ring of clenched muscle.
"Oooh. Stop. Mommy, it hurts!"
"Try to relax, baby, I'll go as easy as I can."
The girl was wincing at the intrusion and her thighs were trembling nervously while the hose was gradually screwed into her. I turned on the tap and her ass began to shake as the cold water rushed into her. Her mother was forced to hold the hose in her spasming ass while she tried to calm her down with useless little pats of comfort. I watched the girl's belly distend and listened to her groans as she began cramping. When I was sure she was full I shut of the water.
"Now, Cowcunt, keep her plugged with the hose and massage her belly"
Cowcunt did as instructed, gently squeezing the girl's abdomen while she moaned in discomfort and of course they both started blubbering.
"We do everything you ask, Sir. Why torture us this way when we try to please you?"
"Its hardly torture. It offends you… so you resist …and it hurts. If you relax it would be uncomfortable at the worst. I am only doing it because I want her nice and clean when I slide my cock into her tight little bottom."
"I never let my husband do that. If that's what you want… use me, Sir. I'll make it good for you. If you just tell me what you like, I'll be even better than the woman who was at breakfast."
All this pathetic pleading was a bore. How long would it take this woman to realize that there would be no negotiation. No mutual give and take. Only giving by her and taking by others.
"If I were you, I wouldn't ever let her hear you claim to be able to do anything better than she can. She is going to be your new Mistress. As for using you, rest assured that I intend sample your backdoor as well."
"Please, Sir, I really need to go to the bathroom." Baby Pussy whined.
"I'll tell you when you may go. Cowcunt, get down and raise your ass"
I went over and eased the hose out of Baby Pussy and corked her with a butt plug. I proceeded to fill Cowcunt with cold, soapy water as well. She tried to relax but she was soon groaning and shaking her head back and forth. I pushed a second plug in her ass and left them to soak their insides a bit.
I went to the patio bar and put some bottles of Gallo beer in a pail of ice, then made myself comfortable under the lanai by the pool. The water soon warmed up inside them and they were both dripping with sweat again. Their faces wore grimaces of concentration and their eyes were pleading with me for relief. I opened a cold beer and lit up a cigar. I gave them enough time to wonder if the pain would ever end and then I relented.
"Okay, remove the plugs and relieve yourselves."
"Where shall we go, Sir?" Cowcunt was looking around frantically for somewhere to dash to.
"Right where you are. Turn around so I can watch, it might be amusing."
I would have thought that little would have embarrassed them by now but they both flushed with shame as they complied. No sooner were the plugs out than gouts of filthy water and several loud farts erupted from their rectums. It was really more disgusting than interesting, seeing them leaking brown water down the backs of their legs. I should have let them stay there in the midst of their stink awhile to humiliate them further but even from poolside I couldn't stand it. I turned the nozzle to spray and hosed them off. I gave them the hose and some scrub brushes and returned to my shaded chair whilst they flushed their mess down the drain.
I sipped and smoked, while I watched their haunches flex as they scrubbed away at the flagstones. I made them soap up and shower with the hose and then ordered them into the pool. They lowered themselves into the shallow end and looked at me uncertainly as if half expecting an order to drown themselves.
"Well? What are you looking at me for?" I asked innocently.
"What shall we do, Sir?" Cowcunt asked.
"Enjoy yourselves! Cool off. Make like water nymphs. You may talk, laugh or yell. Hell, scream if the spirit moves you."
Once they accepted that I was serious, they began to swim. I've always felt as likely to encounter a two-headed chicken as I might a silent woman. Understandably, they did not feel easy about relaxing in front of me but the release from days of enforced silence was too tempting. It wasn't long before they were splashing one another and letting go some self-conscious laughter.
I used the remote to flood the courtyard with music and moved to a chaise lounge. I stripped off my own clothing and laid back. Iced beer and a great Cuban cigar was all the lunch I cared for. Both of them were really quite graceful and athletic. I lowered my Versace frames and followed their antics from behind the dark lenses. The music from Maurice Ravel's ballet 'Daphnis et Chloe' was playing. It was a perfect background for the frolics of my nude nymphs.
I let them cavort for a good half-hour before calling a halt to their recess. I laughed and made a mental note to pick up a whistle.
"Alright! Everyone out of the pool!"
They went quiet and dripping, they came and kneeled down on either side of me. They were surprised when I handed each of them a big beach towel and a beer. They took the frosty bottles gratefully and drank thirstily. Baby Pussy even smacked her lips. The lighter flesh of their asses and tits, not to mention the girl's bald head, had gotten very pink from the sun. I made them apply some aloe lotion to one another and then had them fetch a couple of air mattresses.
"Lie down here with me, its siesta time."
They stretched out with me between them. I saw them looking into each other's eyes as I dropped a hand down on either side and began to stroke them. I closed my eyes and let my fingers take an inventory of them. By touch I compared the textures of their skin. I could feel the two pulses and the rise and fall of their breathing as I traced the contrasting curves and valleys of their bodies. My left hand cupped and thumbed a full breast and fat nipple while my right played across a flatter chest capped by two hard little nubbins. For some time I stroked them lazily while Ravel's piano played on. When I opened my eyes I found theirs closed. A peaceful lethargy had overtaken me, so I let them sleep while I drifted in and out for about an hour.
The nap sharpened my senses and I felt recovered from my long night with Amparo. Lying there, thinking about their pending initiation had somewhat aroused me. Say what you will, there is always a vicarious thrill involved with a new experience, be it an unconquered mountain top, the discovery of an unknown species or something as perverse as the taking of a woman's anal cherry.
I reached down and ruffled Cowcunt's sandy hair to awaken her. I pulled her drowsy head up into my lap and fed her my semi-swollen cock. With some reluctance she set to work on it.
I gave Baby Pussy a love tap to get her up. I motioned for her to turn around and raise her bum for me.
"That's lovely. Now reach back pull your bottom cheeks apart."
Hearing this caused the mouth on my cock to pause briefly but a sharp slap on the ass got Cowcunt's oral pump restarted.
"Get it nice and hard for us, Mom." I teased her.
As soon as I was fully erect, I moved around behind Baby Pussy's jutting rear end pulling Cowcunt with me.
"Use the aloe lotion to lubricate her anus."
"That's it. Work it in. Massage her hole and stretch it with your fingers. We don't want to hurt her."
I stroked some of the lotion on myself while her fingers worked in her daughter's hole. The girl herself had begun breathing hard. I thrust forward and made Cowcunt to feed the length of me slowly into the girl's tiny opening. There were small grunts of protest and I could see her fists clenching.
I slid gradually up her hot, tight tube. Once I was holstered to the hilt, I did not begin thrusting in and out, rather I slowly rotated my pelvis creating only a faint stirring motion inside her. I kept this up while she became adjusted to pressure in her back passage.
"Slide down there and lick her pussy, Mom." I ordered.
"But she's my daughter! I've never…"
"Do it now or this will hurt her. I know you don't want that."
She gave up her inhibitions and slithered down beneath us. As soon as the girl felt that tongue her grunts gave way to little pleasure sounds.
"Yes. Let it feel good." I encouraged her.
Soon her hips started to move with me. When I withdrew all but the tip of my cock and slid forward again there was no resistance. As I increased my pace she strained back to meet me. I could hear Cowcunt's slurping mouth as she struggled to maintain her contact with us.
"That's it, Mom! Help her get there."
I reached under and used her hard, little nipples to synchronize our rhythm. Rocking back and forth on my shaft and the busy mouth below had got her moaning. The pleasurable friction in her bottom put me on the edge. When I felt her start to spasm I let go and we both came with a shudder. The three of us collapsed in a gasping heap.
After a bit I got everyone sorted out and flopped back on the chaise. I gave Baby Pussy a friendly little pat on her slick fanny and sent her over to the bar for bottles of fresh beer. Cowcunt was avoiding her daughter's eyes.
"You mustn't be ashamed of yourself, you know. It turned out to be a wonderful experience for her."
"Sir, its just that I never…oh, I don't know.." she said confusedly.
"It is too bad you didn't get your share of the fun."
"No, Sir…really, I'm fine."
"Are you now? Scoot over here and spread your legs for me."
I slipped my fingers up into her. She was dripping like a faucet.
I pulled my fingers out and pushed them into her mouth. When I withdrew them I watched her tongue slide curiously over her lips as she sampled the taste of herself. Baby Pussy returned and I told her to open us each a beer, then had her hand me my shirt. I found myself a fresh Romeo y Julietta. Smilingly, I reached out and pushed the cigar into Cowcunt's soaking pussy. I twirled it about, letting it marinate for a bit. She actually began to blush. When I took it out and lit up with a sigh of contentment, Baby Pussy started giggling and then they both burst into laughter.
I let them have another swim while I enjoyed my smoke. A glance at my watch told me that if Amparo's mission with her father had been successful, I probably could expect her be showing up soon. I debated returning my now docile pets to their kennels but decided to wait a bit. Amparo was going to require an attitude adjustment herself and sooner is always better than later.
They climbed out of the pool and returned to my side without being bidden. I must have been taking my sexual pulse, for I had been idly holding myself while enjoying their nudity. I felt my cock stir under my hand. I waved it casually to get their attention and crooked a finger at Baby Pussy.
"Use your sweet lips on me and get me ready. Its your mother's turn to feel good now."
Cowcunt was still embarrassed and uncomfortable with the incestuous nature of my little games but she got down and backed up to me. The girl showed no such reluctance and eagerly lowered her bare head to engulf my prick. I got a palm full of the lotion and smeared it between her mother's proffered buns. I teased her anus and the lips of her cunt to heat her up. I quickly had her shifting about and emitting small sighs. When I was sure we were both ready, I moved up behind her.
"Okay little girl, scoot down here, its your turn to be the monkey in the middle."
Baby Pussy laughed and slid into place. With both hands I pressed her mother down onto her waiting mouth. In spite of her self the woman sighed at the contact. Using my thumbs I stretched her anus and had just eased the knob of my cock into her when I was interrupted…
"SO… while I am begging with Papa and telling him how much I love you… THIS is what you are doing. Having a party with your two whores!"
Amparo had returned right on cue and was standing in the open French doors with arms and legs akimbo and dark eyes flashing.
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