My daughter Kylie and I could almost be twins. People sometimes mistook us for each other. Most of the time, we felt like best friends! Perhaps this stems from having her at such a young age and raising her on my own.

I am so proud of my daughter. She was completing a course in media and film production. My daughter and I are close, and she often confides in me. This morning, we discussed her past boyfriends, during which she told me about her newest, Ben. One aspect of the conversation stuck in my mind.

“He has the biggest cock I have ever seen, Mum!”

“Yes, that may be so, but how does he make you feel?”

“How do you think?”

“Hmm.”

“He does not have much chit-chat. Not sure how long I will stay with him.”

It starts my imagination whirling, ‘Big Ben’, huh!

That evening, her boyfriend came over for dinner, planning to stay overnight for the first time. Dinner went smoothly, and for once, my daughter did the cooking. We enjoyed a fair bit of wine.

“Thank you for having me over, Peggy,” Big Ben chimes in as we finish the dishes.

Smiling, I reply, “You're welcome,” idly wondering if he came on the hour like Big Ben.

That night, as I climbed the stairs to bed, another of my daughter's comments from dinner came to mind.

‘Mum, that reminds me, we saw two horses mating the other day. It was incredible. The stallion was snorting as he mounted the mare. You would not believe how long and stiff the horse's penis had been.’

Ben had been watching my reaction as Kylie told me this. I raised my eyebrows back and teasingly looked though the table at where his cock would have been.

That night in bed, my thoughts drifted towards Ben. Why did Kylie decide to confide in me this morning? Why a reference to the horses tonight?

I eventually drifted off to sleep, but kept dreaming of Ben as a Centaur, half man, half horse.  Waking sometime later, I wondered how big my daughter considered ‘big’ as I slowly drifted off again. Next time I woke, I lay frustrated on my back, my thoughts turning to my dildo, ‘Dan’, as I pulled him from under my pillow. Up close, he was huge, as I pensively sucked Dan’s knob. Was Ben’s bigger than this, I wondered? Had Kylie planted these thoughts in my mind on purpose hoping I would obsess over Ben’s imaginary cock?

Whatever!

All these thoughts had however, made me feel incredibly horny.

Hesitantly, I move a finger down and stroke my nipples, barely touching the hardening buds, all the while licking Dan. I continue caressing with feathered strokes the rest of my naked form before stopping at my chalice. The Centaur was watching me.

I rubbed my clit in homage before inserting a finger into my ‘Centaur Cave’, and moaning.

“Arrrrrrh”

Removing the creamy-coated finger, I held it to my lips, tongue darting out to claim its prize. The Centaur stood over me now, his long fat cock angled towards me. I smelled my musky nectar and tasted it before involuntarily arching my back as pleasure erupted within me. I insert the Centaur’s dripping knob once again into my mouth.  Sucking I groaned loudly and turned onto my side, curling into a foetus, Dan safely wedged between my legs.

Seriously wet now, I used a finger to take more wine from the chalice and smear it over my pert, hard nipples. I took Dan’s knob and rubbed him over each dark engorged tit.

Next, it was Big Ben’s turn. I imagined his precum oozing out of his slit and dripping onto the tip of my nipple. I groaned deeply. Reverberations running through my upper body.

Turning over onto all fours, bum up, head down, I started working my fingers, in and out, in and out. Slowly increasing the rhythm, as my body rocked back and forth, moaning as an intense orgasm rose within me.

Suddenly, there was a squeak of a door opening. Frozen and breathing hard, I heard the door close. It had to be the toilet located midway between the two upstairs bedrooms. Kylie or Ben, I thought? Would Ben visit me, I wondered.

Prudence dictated that I needed to dampen the sounds of my nocturnal activities. I pulled the single blanket up over my upper body and head.

Thick, slippery precum coats my hand as I work further towards the holy place where untold pleasure awaits. My orgasm was building quickly, intensely, a fast finish coming. Bum completely exposed; the blanket wrapped around my head as I rocked. Wet slushing sounds pierce the night, driving me towards ecstasy. I am almost there!

My puckered arse gyrating wildly in space. My mind is in freefall, aware only of the overwhelming urge to climax.

                                                                           *******

I hear Kylie stirring as she whispers, “Ben?” in her sleep. I gently ease out of the bed. It’s the dead of the night as I head off for the toilet. I was feeling a little frustrated that Kylie had not been interested in sex when we went to bed. I had lain awake for some time thinking about Kylie’s voluptuous body. My balls now hurt as I tenderly felt them, hoping for some miracle relief. God, they needed to be emptied. Gripping my shaft, I gave a few tugs as I toyed with the idea of coming there and then.

Perhaps I need to take the initiative and surprise her.

I watch as drops of precum ooze out of me until, with a spurt, a heavy stream of pee mixed with precum begins falling noisily into the bowl, frothing up the water at the bottom.

I imagine how it would feel penetrating Kylie’s swollen labia, ever so slowly penetrating her body.

“Oh God,” I moan at the thought of her vagina gripping me. Unbidden, my hands start to work my cock in the semi darkness. Moonlight filters through the small toilet window, exposing my precum-soaked shaft glistening in the pale light.

It's almost painfully hard now as I flush. I can feel the blood rushing in my head as I release my cock. I had nearly lost control and parted with my load far too early.

Shit, my knob is so sensitive as I accidently brush against it. Turning, I tenderly cradle my shaft to prevent it from wavering around uncomfortably. I stop on the landing and throw my head back and stare at the ceiling, trying desperately to calm down, as the urge to ejaculate passes.

Fuck, Kylie is not going to know what hit her, my urge fast becoming uncontrollable again.

I quietly open the door to the bedroom and hear Kylie moaning, about to climax. I wait for my eyes to adjust to the dim light. Slowly, Kylie's swaying naked bum comes into focus.

Except it's not Kylie’s but her Mum’s. Shit, by not paying attention I had ended up in the wrong bedroom.

I watch her, my cock expanding and hardening even more. She appears not to have noticed me.

Shit, she is so hot, those moans drive me over the top, Oh my God, and that perfect peach of a bum.

I let go of my weighty rod. Sticking almost vertically now, I watch the pre-cum oozing out for a moment.  I tenderly rub it all over my knob as I continue to watch Peggy, mesmerised.

Suddenly, she turns around, freezing in mid stroke, looking me in the eye, “Well Ben, what are you waiting for?”

Quietly, I move closer to her. I savour the moment watching her gyrations and her fingers frantically disappearing into her wet vagina and out again. Fuck, she smells so good as I ever so slowly ease myself up on the bed behind her.

I look up, anywhere other than at Peggy, to prevent myself from splashing her arse with my cum.

Calmer now, I look down again.

Oh Fuck, Fuck!

It's too much.

I can feel my sack, hot, hard, pulling up tight into my groin. My balls twitch as an unstoppable tsunami approaches.

With one long groan, I push straight into Peggy's wet love tunnel. Past her long fingers, until I feel her pulsating cervix. No longer able to think, I continue to thrust deeper and deeper. As I feel resistance, I stop with part of my shaft still sticking out of her.

I can hear the blood whooshing in my ears. Air is escaping my lungs, unbidden, as I let out one long groan.

“Arh.”

Peggy is moaning under the blanket. As I watch she suddenly stops moving and I feel her fingers pulling on my shaft as I send spurts of thick cum into her.

Her moans send me over, as I flood her womb again with a soaking explosion of hot cum.

I groan too, feeling cum surge through my turgid shaft before throbbing deep into her.

Fuck!

As I jerk forward again, a final gush of cum spews from my aching balls into Peggy’s throbbing vagina. She must have climaxed too as I listen to her soft purring moans while my cock continues to twitch deep within her womb.

I watch as the last drops of cum ooze out around her pussy and down her legs in waves.

                                                                       *******

I heard the door open. I was so close to climaxing. Do I finish or look behind me?

To prevent myself from coming, I freeze. Turning my head back, I see Ben with his cock in hand vigorously pumping his long-wet shaft.

“Well Ben, what are you waiting for?”

My invitation is eagerly accepted by Ben, who moves quickly into position behind me. God, he was big.

Three of my fingers are trapped in my vagina for a moment as he thrusts into my gaping vagina. It felt as fat as a rolling pin, totally expanding me, except this had a flared, pulsing top. It did not stop; further and further it disappeared into me, until it could go no further. Fuck, I felt so full.

I reached around and felt the shaft of his enormous cock still sticking out of me. Shit, there was still more!

Relaxing, I felt the warm surge of cum spurting deep within me. Oh my God, there was a lot. My cervix eagerly squeezed back in response, encouraging him to keep seeding me.

Ben did not stop spurting, just as I thought he was going to stop he would jerk and a fresh lot of hot thick cum would erupt within me. Each time I felt my cervix violently constrict, milking every drop of cum from him.

I let out a series of involuntary moans.

“Arh.”

Oh my God, I could now feel our combined love juices whooshing out of me and running down my inner thighs.

The sensation caused waves of pleasure to erupt as I gripped the entire length of his shaft and orgasmed.

I felt an outpouring from my vagina as Ben’s giant serpent slowly slithered out of me.

Next thing I knew, Ben was wriggling up the side of me under the blanket.

There was an empty void where Ben’s manhood had once been. I felt a finger being inserted into my weeping pussy, vibrating, almost pulsating within me. Just as he goes to kiss me, I erupt with another shaking orgasm. As I began to recover I realised that Ben was as good with his fingers as with his cock.

We kissed tenderly as our breathing settled back to normal.

With heavy breath, I mockingly whisper, “Does Kylie know where you are Ben?”

Ben flies out of the bed as if he had been electrocuted.

“Shit… Mrs P, what do you mean?”

“Oh shit,” he says visibly shaking, about to race back to the correct room.

“No, don’t go,” I whisper.

I needed time to think.

Should we come clean or keep silent?

I tell him I will not say anything to my daughter if he doesn’t either, but he must promise me a return bout in the morning.

He leaves without a word, nodding his acceptance. I had had a taste now, I wanted more. I foolishly told myself that Kylie had intimated that she was over him anyway.

The next morning, while my daughter is in the shower, there is a light knock at my door.

“Cum,” I whisper, stifling a giggle.

I pulled the blanket off and invited Ben in with just one sexy look. Well, my open legs and wet pussy probably helped.

Like before, I noted he was already primed. Taking in the enormity of his cock there was no way I could ride something that big. As he lay down, I instead straddled him gripping his shaft with my hands and guiding his fat knob into my mouth. I had already worked my pussy up until it was swollen and dripping pearly strings of precum. As he inserted his tongue between my pink folds, I almost came immediately. His tongue felt like soft velvet as it flicked up and down my labia until it flickered inside my entrance.

“Oh god, keep doing that. Oh god I am going to cum,” I moaned.

Squeezing his balls as I sucked, I parted his slit and poked my tongue down it, taking him by surprise.

“Arh, Fuck” he moaned.

I felt his shaft quiver before a gush of jism spewed up around my lips. No matter how I tried to swallow, there was more than I could cope with.

Opening my mouth I screamed “Fuck”, as I also came, my whole-body trembling as the orgasm spread. Ben’s knob gushed like a fountain ebbing and peaking over and over as it fell back down in a cascade around my hands and his cock.

Another, smaller climax rocked me to the core. Contentedly, I lapped up my early hot breakfast.

Later, we were all in the kitchen, seated at the table, having breakfast.

Kylie innocently asked Ben, “You Ok, Honey?”

“Yeah, what do you mean?” Guilt was written all over his face.

Ben was not a deep thinker, that was for sure. We had nearly finished our coffees.

“Last night you seemed to have taken a long time in the toilet,” enquired Kylie gently.

“I took a wrong turn.”

Far, far too much information Ben, I thought.

In panic, I look at him, trying to convey a warning.

Thinking on my feet, I said, “It's Ben’s first time here, and he ended up in my room by mistake. Once I saw him, I booted him out.” Thinking that would be the end of it.

However, one eyebrow of Kylie’s cocks up as she looks at Ben.

Up pipes Ben, “Nothing was going on Kylie, I promise.”

He just could not shut up. It was all going down the drain fast.

“You don’t say,” Kylie pouts as she picks up her bag, indicating to Ben that she is ready to go.

Ben gets up, following her and saying, “It’s the truth Kylie, honest.”

Kylie turns to me as they head towards the front door, “I think it was far more than that,” looking me in the eye.

“I videoed you both last night and again this morning. It sure looked like a lot more ‘was going on’ than just ‘nothing.’”

Oh God, I silently moaned.

“It’s Ok Mum, it helps me with my course assignment. Not that I would ever post you.”

“Do you think anyone would pay to see it?” she adds mischievously.

I screwed my face up, “Ugg,” groaning in exasperation.

“Just kidding Mum,” winking at me, then going.

I watched as Ben followed Kylie down the drive to her car. I almost felt sorry for him.

Shit. Shit. She might not show it to anyone, but what if she did?

Thinking more rationally now, I questioned how she could have planned all this, impossible surely?

It then hit me that maybe this was not the first time.

As I watched them drive away, deep down, I knew my daughter would never do this to me.

“Oh Shit.”

Before the front door closed, I was already on my way up the stairs, two at a time, to find the hidden cameras. My daughter was too smart to leave the video for me to ‘just find’, or was it her intention all along?

Would I find no cameras at all?

Kylie’s retribution.

Oh my God, my daughter.