Chapter 89: Finally

Kyle fucked her through the last of the darkness with the same relentless, breeding pace. The pink glow still washed over the ruined pastel bed, casting soft colored light across both women’s bodies. Stacy remained completely unconscious beside them, legs open, thick cum still slowly seeping from her in heavy white trails. Sophia lay on her back under him, wrists pinned loosely above her head, legs folded high, taking every deep thrust with soft, continuous sounds.

He came inside her twice more before the light truly changed.

The first of those loads hit her hard. He buried himself to the hilt and unloaded with a low groan, flooding her already full cunt until the excess spilled out around his cock and ran down over her ass onto the soaked sheets. Sophia’s eyes fluttered. Soft, broken moans spilled from her lips as she felt the heat of it pumping into her.

"Nnh... ahh... so much..."

’He’s filling me again... I can feel it... it’s so warm...’

Kyle stayed locked inside her for a long moment, grinding the last pulses deep, then pulled almost all the way out and slammed back in. He kept fucking her through the aftershocks, using the fresh wetness, the soft fluttering of her walls. Her hips rolled weakly upward to meet him without any conscious decision.

’I shouldn’t move like this... but it feels so good when he hits that deep spot...’

The second load came later, when the sky outside had shifted to a deeper blue. He folded her even tighter, almost pressing her knees to her shoulders, and drove into her with short, brutal strokes until he came again another thick, heavy flood that left her overflowing.

"Ain’t the beautiful white river,"

This time he made her reach down with shaky, uncoordinated fingers and push the excess cum out of herself so he could watch the thick creamy mixture drip onto the sheets already soaked by her daughter.

Sophia’s fingers trembled as she obeyed. Soft, exhausted moans left her throat the entire time.

"Nnh... ahh... it’s coming out..."

’I’m pushing his cum out of myself while my daughter lies right next to me... and I’m moaning while I do it...’

Then he shoved back into her overflowing cunt and kept thrusting while she lay limp and open beneath him, eyes half-lidded and empty, soft moans still spilling from her lips with every deep stroke.

"Nnh... ahh... fill me..."

’I can’t think straight anymore... it just feels full... and good... and I don’t want him to stop...’

The first real light of morning finally cut through the curtains in thin, pale lines that crossed the ruined bed and the two used bodies on it.

"You have finally become obedient."

Kyle had Sophia on her back once more, legs high, wrists pinned loosely above her head, cock driving deep in steady, powerful strokes. Her full tits swayed with every impact, covered in dried streaks and fresh handprints. Her face was a complete mess of dried cum, tears, and ruined makeup. Her eyes were open but no longer focused on anything in the room.

*qweef*

The last thin threads of resistance or even real awareness had been fucked out of her completely during the long night. She was as broken as Stacy now—just a warm, used body that accepted whatever he did, hips weakly meeting his thrusts, soft continuous moans leaving her throat.

’I’m just like her now... open and full and not fighting... it feels right...’

He leaned down close, still thrusting, and spoke against her ear in a low voice.

"You’re done too."

Sophia’s only answer was a weak, continuous, wordless moan that rose and fell with every deep stroke. Her pussy still clenched around him in exhausted, involuntary little flutters, milking him even as her strength completely left her. When he released her wrists her arms simply fell to the mattress like dead weight. When he shifted her legs higher they stayed exactly where he put them.

’So deep... so full... don’t stop...’

Kyle gave a final series of deep, grinding thrusts that made the bed creak under them. He buried himself to the hilt and came one last time, flooding her already overflowing cunt until the excess poured out around his cock in thick white streams that ran down over her ass.

*splurt*

He stayed locked inside her through every heavy pulse, grinding the last of it as deep as it would go, feeling the soft, exhausted flutters of her walls around him.

Sophia’s soft, broken moans continued for several long seconds even after he finished.

"Nnh... ahh... so full..."

’So full... so used... just like her... I can feel it leaking out...’

He finally pulled out with a wet sound. A heavy, creamy river of cum followed immediately, running down over her and joining the rest of the massive mess on the ruined sheets.

Sophia lay completely still beneath him, chest rising and falling in shallow, exhausted breaths. Soft, broken moans still left her lips for a few seconds longer before they faded into quiet, shaky breathing.

"Neggh- Fuck- so good-"

Her eyes remained open for a short while, glassy and empty, fixed on nothing, before they finally fluttered shut. A thin trail of spit and cum connected the corner of her mouth to the sheet. Her body had reached the same absolute limit her daughter had hit many hours earlier.

She collapsed into full unconsciousness while he was still looking down at her legs open, pussy leaking heavily, full tits marked and exposed, the last fragments of her awareness fading under the weight of everything that had been done to her through the long night.

"Done marking both of them,"

Kyle sat back on his heels between the two women as true morning light filled the colorful bedroom. Stacy remained unconscious on one side of the bed, body covered in dried and fresh streaks of cum, pussy still slowly seeping onto the sheets.

"Well, daughter like mother i guess. This is just one beautiful view."

Her mother now lay beside her in the exact same broken state eyes closed at last, body marked and leaking, the torn black mini dress reduced to useless fabric around her waist, thighs shiny with everything that had been forced out of her and later accepted.

Both of them were completely broken and full.

He looked at the two cum-filled, thoroughly used women on the pastel bed in the soft morning light, then slowly stood up. His cock hung heavy and spent for the first time since god knows how long. He couldn’t even remember how long he had fucked both of them for.