Family Business (2/2)

Mother and daughter are freelance sluts who really love their work. Part 2/2.

The doorbell rings at the appointed time. Clara opens the door.

“Hello!.. Oh…”

There were two men, a woman… and a little girl looking up at her with big curious eyes.

Clara shakes her head.

“You’re crazy… I accept everything, you know, but she’s just too young. Even Cindy was older when she started…”

“What?… Oh. No, no, no. She won’t join us, she’ll just wait around here somewhere. Our babysitter had an accident right before we left, and we had no time to find a replacement.”

“You’re crazy…” Clara lets them in and shakes her head. “Cindy? I have a job for you…”

“Yes, mom?” Cindy looks out of the bedroom and sees the guests. “Wow. Who are you, little one?”

“I’m Patty…” the girl replied shyly, clinging to her mother’s hand.

“Hi Patty!” Cindy crouched down in front of her and looked into her eyes. “And I’m Cindy.”

“And, Cindy, please take care of Patty,” Clara says. “For an hour or so while we are busy.”

“Sure, mom!” Cindy gets up and pulls Patty after her into the bedroom. “Come on, little one!”

“I’m Patty! I’m not little, I will be seven… soon!” The little girl looks at her mother, gets the encouraging smile, and follows Cindy.

In the bedroom, Patty looks around curiously. “What a strange place! So empty.”

The bedroom is indeed almost empty. A soft carpet, a mattress and some pillows on the floor, a low table and a small dresser, nothing else. Well, a few small piles of books and sex toys scattered around.

“Yeah,” Cindy nodded. “We like it that way. Nothing extra, just the things we need. And lots of air and light!”

“Wow…” Patty looked at her. “And why are you and your mom naked? Is that also nothing extra?”

“Yeap!” Cindy smiled. “Who needs those annoying clothes? At least not at home where no one will be embarrassed of you!”

“Hmm…” Patty thought for a moment. “Can I get naked too?”

“Of course!”

So Patty undressed and began to explore the room. Cindy followed and watched in fascination.

“And you don’t have any chairs! Why is that? And there are no beds.”

“Well… Chairs are boring,” Cindy shrugged, “so are beds. People like to spread out and just do it on them. We don’t want that furniture. We prefer something simple and different. We sleep here.”

Patty nodded thoughtfully. Then she looked at the mattress with the pillows and blankets and raised an eyebrow.

“You sleep together? You’re so big, you should be sleeping on your own!”

Cindy laughed. “Of course I can sleep by myself. It’s for cuddling at night. Me and Mom love to snuggle.”

“Wow. Can we snuggle?”

“Sure, Patty.”

They snuggled against the mattress and continued to talk. Patty leaned against Cindy and purred with excitement. “I’ve never snuggled naked with anyone before!”

“Really? What a shame! We all need it.” Cindy kissed the top of Patty’s head, admiring her fresh baby scent.

They heard voices, kisses and moans from another room. “Your parents seem to like it!” Cindy said, “and they sound like they’re having fun…”

“They are,” Patty said. “They do this sort of thing a lot. Sometimes at home and sometimes in places like this.”

Cindy grinned at that. “Cool.” She kissed Patty’s cheek and touched the tip of Patty’s nose with her own, making the girl laugh. “Which ones are your parents?”

“All three!” Patty said proudly. “I have two dads and a mom. I always did.”

“Wow…” Now it was Cindy’s turn to look puzzled. “Well… That makes sense. If I only have my mom, then someone should have three parents.”

“You only have your mom? Why? Where’s your dad?”

“I’ve never seen him,” Cindy told. “You know, we are really a slutty family. We go back to my great-grandmother or even earlier. Women sometimes get pregnant by clients and sometimes decide to keep the baby. No one cares who the father was.”

“So your great-grandmother was… Oh.” Patty looked at Cindy for a few seconds. “And so was your mother, and so will you… Oh. But your dads…”

Cindy smiled sadly and nodded. “Fathers and other men are not in our family. We are very happy with them, I have to admit, but I don’t know if we will get dads in future generations.”

“That sucks!” Patty put her head on Cindy’s shoulder and rubbed against her, looking into Cindy’s eyes with concern.

Cindy shrugged. “I’ve always lived this way, I know nothing else. And we love each other, me and my mom.”

“Can your mom get pregnant again?” Patty asked curiously. “Will you have a brother or sister?”

“No. My mom got sterilized after I was born. She said she’s perfectly happy with just one daughter.”

“Sterilized? What does that mean?”

“A small surgery. She will never get pregnant again.”

Patty shook her head. “Wow. What did it look like?”

Cindy grinned at Patty’s interest and excitement.

“Nothing spectacular, to be honest.” She pulled her right hand down a bit, “A little cut there. She doesn’t even have a scar anymore.”

Patty’s eyes grew wide. She took Cindy’s hand and began to examine her lower abdomen. “And you? Have you been sterilized too?”

“Oh, no!” Cindy laughed. “I think I would like to have a child or two before that. But I am too young for that. I’m on the pill so I don’t get pregnant by accident, but I can stop taking it whenever I want.”

“And me? Can I get pregnant?”

Cindy looked at Patty critically. “I don’t think so. You are too young for that.”

“It sucks to be too young for anything,” Patty sighed.

Cindy kissed Patty and snuggled against her again. “It sucks, yes. But you will grow up.”

The parents were busy in the next room. The girls heard moans, squeaks, and then a scream and the voices of people talking quietly.

Patty slipped out of the mattress, walked around the room, and returned with her hands full of sex toys. “They’re so shiny and colorful! What are they for?”

Cindy thought for a moment. “Well… They are for pleasure.”

“For pleasure? How? Show me!”

“Okay…” Cindy lay on her back, spread her legs wide, and picked out some toys. “You put them in the bottom holes. Just like that. Then you turn them on…” Cindy pressed the buttons.

Patty leaned closer, excited. “They hum!”

“Yes, and vibrate… Ohhh…” Cindy began to pant, then moan softly. She always was coming very quickly.

Patty looked at her worriedly. “Does it hurt?”

“Ohhh… No… It’s nice, so nice… Aaahh!” Cindy arched and cried out in orgasm. After a minute of spasms she relaxed and turned off the toys. “Ohh… they work like that.”

Patty was fascinated. “Wow…” She thought for a moment, then reached out with her fingers to touch Cindy’s pussy, already wet from her orgasm. Cindy took out the vibrator and moved it closer to Patty’s hand.

Patty touched the toy and jerked back in surprise. “It’s hot! It’s sticky! Ohh… You really did something nice. Show me! I want to try too!” She moved closer to the mattress.

Cindy saw the curiosity and desire in her eyes and grinned. “No way, little one. They are too big for your tiny holes and we have no smaller ones.”

“Awww…” Patty was about to burst into tears. “Pleeease! Is there really no way? I want to try!”

Cindy thought for a moment. “We can’t put them inside you. But we can put them outside…”

“How’s that?”

“Lie on your back.”

Patty willingly lay down and spread her legs. Cindy kneeled in front of her, leaning against her crotch. She gently spread Patty’s tiny labia, admiring how small and delicate they were. She couldn’t resist and began licking and kissing Patty’s pussy intensely. Patty might be small, but she had a clit, too.

Patty screamed with pleasure and grabbed Cindy’s head.

“Hey! So strong! I’m so…”

But it was too late, the first orgasm in her life came quickly. “Ah, ah… I’m… ooooh…” She jerked, clutching the blankets with her hands. Then she collapsed again, breathing heavily and smiling. Cindy placed one of the big toys against her tiny, still pulsating pussy, turned it on and pressed it tightly, covering both Patty’s clit and the tiny hole. “Wait… Aaaaaaaah!”

The orgasm hit her again and Patty writhed, screaming in surprise and pleasure. Cindy caressed her with one hand, still pressing the vibrator against Patty’s pussy. When Patty stopped screaming, Cindy smiled at her. “How was that, Patty?”

“Mooooreee… Moooore…” Patty grabbed Cindy’s hands and moaned.

“All right, a little more, little one!”

Patty was writhing and shaking, moaning, squealing and crying with pleasure. She was on the verge of passing out from orgasmic overload when Cindy finally removed the vibrator. Patty just lay still on the bed, breathing heavily, completely exhausted and relaxed, enjoying her newfound pleasure.

Cindy hugged Patty and stroked her, gently caressing the hot, sweaty skin.

“Now I want to…” Patty said softly. “Can you please…” She moved her hand to Cindy’s pussy.

“Sure!”

So Cindy spread her legs and showed Patty how to insert the toy and turn it on. And soon Patty watched in excitement as Cindy squirmed and screamed in endless orgasms.

And all this happens in the next room to the sound of their parents moaning…

Later the parents are finished, they come out, satisfied and exhausted. They are covered with sweat, smell of cum and have very red cheeks. Cindy brings Patty into her arms, already dressed. Patty is limp and her eyes are closed.

“We played until she fell asleep,” Cindy explains. “You have a beautiful daughter! Bring her more!”

Patty’s mom strokes her head and gives her a kiss, and they leave with her little girl sleeping in her arms. Cindy smiles. It’s time for her own mother to get some rest. Her second shift of clients is coming in soon, so Cindy could serve them instead of her.

“Listen, daughter… Mmm…” Clara moaned as Cindy licked the cum out of her. “How exactly did you play with Patty?”

“Guess!” Cindy giggled.

Clara shook her head. “But she’s too little for that…”

“It sucks to be too little! So we found a way…”

And Cindy hugged her mother.

***

One evening, Cindy and Clara are sitting in the kitchen, drinking tea and relaxing after the day’s work. The waves of pleasure have not completely subsided in their bodies, causing them to twitch and smile occasionally.

“I wonder…” Cindy begins thoughtfully, “What is your limit? How much sex have you had at once?”

“Hmmm…” Clara paused, remembering. “Maybe that… Once I had about twenty men taking turns on me, all holes. It took six hours, and I slept through the night, the day, and another night after that. That was before you were born.”

“Wow…” Cindy calculates something in her head, then squints mischievously. “I bet I could do more!”

Clara looks at her daughter with a mixture of concern and amazement. “Well… I’m ready to believe. You are so strong and energetic. You probably could.”

“No, Mom! You are spoiling the game! You should refuse the wager!”

“But I don’t want to refuse! Maybe… how about a challenge? Who of us can last longer before passing out?”

“Wow…” Cindy’s eyes sparkle with excitement. “I like that! Challenge accepted! Deal?”

“Deal!”

They shake hands.

“Then…” Clara frowns. “Where are we going to get that many men?”

“In that club,” Cindy nods to a certain place. “We have a lot of clients and friends there. It will not be difficult.”

They have an excellent reputation at the club. She and her mother often work there. Cindy sometimes works as a nude waitress and entertainer. The men admire her dancing and sexy body and always give her good tips. Clara has a very good reputation as an escort and as a whore. She is regularly rented out as a sex slave or for a group sex session. So organizing the challenge should be no problem.

And it is no problem at all. The club owner is thrilled when he hears their offer. “Imagine how many tickets we’ll sell for your performance! Twenty percent is yours.”

“Thirty percent!” Clara objects.

“Okay, thirty. And all the guests can participate if they want.”

“Excellent. Deal!”

In a week, they come to the club. Everything is prepared – two comfortable couches next to each other, lights, seats for spectators, cameras, bar, everything. The club is full of visitors, both men and women, they greet Clara and Cindy with cheers and whistles.

Mother and daughter throw off their dresses, hug and kiss each other, and lie down on the couches. The visiting doctor attaches several sensors to them, and the large monitor on the wall begins to display their heart rate, blood pressure, and respiratory rate. It would count their orgasms, and it would sound an alarm if one of them passed out, which would mean the end of the competition. For now, it shows that they are both just excited.

“The rules are simple,” the club owner explains. “You can use their holes in any combination, but either pussy or ass must be stimulated at all times. You can kiss them, fondle them, slap them. No bodily harm, I repeat, no bodily harm. Got it? Let’s begin!”

And with the sound of the gong, the first two men enter them both at the same time.

For the first half hour, Cindy and Clara do not aim for orgasm, enjoying the men and enjoying each other watching and moaning in pleasure and excitement. They both understand that they have a sex marathon ahead of them, with countless orgasms waiting no matter what they do, so for now they relax and conserve their energy. As the first men finish and the next arrive, Cindy and Clara nod to each other, smiling and enjoying their sensations.

The new four men push the cocks into both their pussies and asses at the same time. And again they both moan, moan louder, scream and climax almost simultaneously for the first time.

An hour later, about ten men have been through each of them. Cindy and Clara are already covered in sweat, spit and cum, dripping from them onto the couches and floor as the men constantly switch from hole to hole, and from their holes into their mouths, with the same cock that was in them being sucked by them immediately afterwards. The orgasms came one after the other, Cindy and Clara each having about a dozen. And this was just the beginning, they’re not even close to their goal.

From time to time the waitresses give them water to drink and wipe the excess cum from their bodies. The spectators are excited, some having sex with each other while others wait for their turn with Cindy and Clara.

The four-hour mark. Cindy and Clara are both holding steady. Four hours is nothing special for them, on some working days they have more. But in the same period of time, their number of orgasms continues to grow, they have both lost count, although on the wall monitor this count is in large bright numbers that have already exceeded the first hundred. So far, there is no significant difference in their results. They are both covered with cum and sweat, they both have flushed cheeks, their hair is disheveled. They have a pleasant and exciting, almost dreamy state of mind, somewhere between consciousness and ecstasy. The crowd watching them has not subsided at all, although the spectators are constantly changing, some coming, some going.

The six-hour mark, they have broken the former Clara’s record. The real competition is just beginning. Both Cindy and Clara begin to feel the first aches and pains in their holes – light and pleasant in themselves so far, but they will get worse as time goes on. The sore muscles from prolonged vaginal contractions, the fatigue in their legs and backs, their spasms gradually become a little more painful and intense. But that’s not all – now it’s hard to concentrate, it’s harder to relax and delay orgasms on command, they begin to cum uncontrollably. But they keep going, both are strong and determined, they want to keep going, even though by this time each of them has had more than two hundred orgasms.

The eight hour mark. Even the spectators are getting tired, the crowd starts to thin out. But Cindy and Clara still hold out. Both have gone into a kind of sexual trance. They are almost unconscious, only their muscles are in an almost constant state of orgasm, their lips and tongues are constantly moving, absorbing the sweat and semen of the next partner into their mouths. Now they can’t count anymore, they can’t remember when and how the last one came, and now when one comes, there’s no time to remember before the next one starts. The monitor shows numbers over four hundred.

Shortly after the ninth hour, they both pass out, Clara just thirty seconds ahead of Cindy. The challenge is over. And their final orgasms were so strong and prolonged that the counters glitched and froze at the final score of 468 : 473.

It takes almost an hour for them to regain consciousness for a short time. They are cleaned up, given several injections and placed on a soft bed in the back room. Cindy and Clara drink a lot of water, look at the final results, decide to call it a draw, kiss, hug and fall asleep in each other’s arms.

They sleep all day, all night, and the next day. When they finally wake up, they are hungry as a pack of wolves, their bodies still sore and sometimes twitching.

The club owner gives them a great meal, charges on the house, and transfers a substantial amount to Clara’s account. It turns out that they have broken a number of world records, so they are quite famous by now.

The mother and daughter walk slowly down the street back to their home, barefoot and wearing only loose dresses over their naked bodies. They stop often to hug and kiss, they joke and laugh, they feel wonderfully full and satisfied. They have the money and the fame now, but they both understand that they won’t change their lives one bit because they love it exactly the way it is.

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