Extra's Pov: The Goddess Wants Me To Conquer Milfs

Sophie kept her legs locked around me.

I did not pull out.

I stayed buried in her and rolled my hips in a slow grind that rubbed her clit against me on every pass. She made a broken noise into my neck. Her school shirt was rucked under her armpits. Her nipples dragged my chest each time I moved.

Olivia’s shoulder was pressed to Sophie’s. Every grind shook both of them.

I took Sophie’s hand and put it back on the principal’s cunt.

"Don’t stop fingering her while I use you."

Sophie obeyed with clumsy wet strokes. Two fingers in and out of Olivia while my cock dragged in and out of her. The desk was one mess now. Juice. Cum. Milk. Spit.

Olivia clenched around the girl’s fingers and hated how easy it was.

I picked up the pace.

Short hard thrusts that made Sophie’s ass slap the oak. Her heels dug into my back. She tried to keep a rhythm in Olivia and lost it every time I bottomed out.

"Dad... I can’t... do both..."

"Yes you can."

I covered her hand with mine and forced her fingers deeper into the principal. Olivia’s stomach jumped. A thin spray hit Sophie’s wrist and ran between their bodies.

Sophie gasped and came around me from that alone.

Her cunt locked down in tight little pulls. She shook so hard her fingers slipped out of Olivia and smeared across the woman’s inner thigh.

I fucked her through it.

Did not let her close her legs. Did not let her hide her face. I kept her open on the desk beside the woman who had wanted her gone for a month.

When the pulses faded I pulled out of Sophie just long enough to push into Olivia again.

Used. Loose. Still hot.

Sophie felt the principal’s body jerk under her arm and understood I had switched without leaving the wood.

I took Olivia in long strokes. Sophie watched my cock disappear into the older woman, then reached down and rubbed her own clit while she watched.

"That’s it," I said. "Learn both sides."

Olivia came silent and ugly, squirting around me onto Sophie’s hip.

I pulled out, dragged the wet head up Sophie’s slit, and pushed back into my daughter in one slide.

Sophie cried out, short and raw.

I bent her knees to her chest and folded her on the desk. This angle made her take all of me. Her mouth stayed open. Drool hit her own collarbone.

Olivia turned her head the little I allowed and had to look at Sophie’s stretched cunt from inches away.

I spat on Sophie’s clit and rubbed it with my thumb while I pounded her.

She came again, messier, louder, nails scraping the oak.

I did not finish in her that time.

I pulled out, climbed higher, and put my cock on her tongue.

"Clean it."

Sophie sucked what she and Olivia had left on me. Sloppy. Eager. Eyes wet. Her inexperience made it filthy instead of skilled.

I held her hair and used her mouth until her lips were swollen.

Then I turned her onto her side, spooned her on the desk, and entered her from behind so her face was in Olivia’s breasts.

Every thrust mashed Sophie’s mouth against a milky nipple. She latched on without being told. Drank. Moaned around it.

I reached over Sophie and rubbed Olivia’s clit while I fucked my daughter into the principal’s chest.

Three bodies, one desk, no space left between them.

Sophie came with a nipple in her mouth.

Olivia came from my fingers with a student’s face in her tits.

I held Sophie’s hip and emptied into her from behind, grinding it as deep as it would go, filling her until it pushed out around my cock and ran down onto Olivia’s skin.

I stayed in her until the last pulse died.

Then I pulled out slow.

Sophie stayed on her side, shaking, shirt ruined, thighs painted, mouth wet with milk.

I put her fingers in herself and made her scoop what I had left.

"Give it to her."

Sophie fed Olivia off her own fingers.

Olivia swallowed because she had to.

I sat Sophie up on Olivia’s face.

"Sit."

Sophie hesitated half a second, then lowered her messy cunt onto the principal’s mouth.

I stood at the end of the desk and pushed back into Sophie while Olivia was forced to lick her from below.

Sophie broke.

She grabbed my arms and rode between my cock and the principal’s tongue, bouncing, dripping, sobbing out small filthy sounds she did not know she could make.

I let her use Olivia’s mouth until her thighs clenched and she came again, soaking the woman’s lips and chin.

I pulled Sophie off that mouth, laid her flat, and slid into her one more time face to face.

Slow now. Deep. Letting her feel every inch after all the rough.

Her legs wrapped around me again.

Olivia lay beside us, face shining with Sophie, hole leaking, eyes open because I had not said she could rest.

I kissed Sophie while I moved in her.

Not soft. Claiming.

She kissed back with a shaky mouth and held on.

I came in her a last time, grinding it in, keeping her full while her cunt fluttered around me like it had learned the lesson too well.

I did not pull out right away.

I stayed inside my daughter on the principal’s desk, both of them marked, both of them dripping, the office quiet except for Sophie’s breathing against my throat and the slow wet sound of what I had left in her starting to leak around my cock.

I did not pull out right away.

I stayed inside my daughter on the principal’s desk, both of them marked, both of them dripping, the office quiet except for Sophie’s breathing against my throat and the slow wet sound of what I had left in her starting to leak around my cock.

Sophie kept her legs locked around me.

I did not pull out.

I stayed buried in her and rolled my hips in a slow grind that rubbed her clit against me on every pass. She made a broken noise into my neck. Her school shirt was rucked under her armpits. Her nipples dragged my chest each time I moved.

Olivia’s shoulder was pressed to Sophie’s. Every grind shook both of them.

I took Sophie’s hand and put it back on the principal’s cunt.

"Don’t stop fingering her while I use you."

Sophie obeyed with clumsy wet strokes. Two fingers in and out of Olivia while my cock dragged in and out of her. The desk was one mess now. Juice. Cum. Milk. Spit.

Olivia clenched around the girl’s fingers and hated how easy it was.

I picked up the pace.

Short hard thrusts that made Sophie’s ass slap the oak. Her heels dug into my back. She tried to keep a rhythm in Olivia and lost it every time I bottomed out.

"Dad... I can’t... do both..."

"Yes you can."

I covered her hand with mine and forced her fingers deeper into the principal. Olivia’s stomach jumped. A thin spray hit Sophie’s wrist and ran between their bodies.

Sophie gasped and came around me from that alone.

Her cunt locked down in tight little pulls. She shook so hard her fingers slipped out of Olivia and smeared across the woman’s inner thigh.

I fucked her through it.

Did not let her close her legs. Did not let her hide her face. I kept her open on the desk beside the woman who had wanted her gone for a month.

When the pulses faded I pulled out of Sophie just long enough to push into Olivia again.

Used. Loose. Still hot.

Sophie felt the principal’s body jerk under her arm and understood I had switched without leaving the wood.

I took Olivia in long strokes. Sophie watched my cock disappear into the older woman, then reached down and rubbed her own clit while she watched.

"That’s it," I said. "Learn both sides."

Olivia came silent and ugly, squirting around me onto Sophie’s hip.

I pulled out, dragged the wet head up Sophie’s slit, and pushed back into my daughter in one slide.

Sophie cried out, short and raw.

I bent her knees to her chest and folded her on the desk. This angle made her take all of me. Her mouth stayed open. Drool hit her own collarbone.

Olivia turned her head the little I allowed and had to look at Sophie’s stretched cunt from inches away.

I spat on Sophie’s clit and rubbed it with my thumb while I pounded her.

She came again, messier, louder, nails scraping the oak.

I did not finish in her that time.

I pulled out, climbed higher, and put my cock on her tongue.

"Clean it."

Sophie sucked what she and Olivia had left on me. Sloppy. Eager. Eyes wet. Her inexperience made it filthy instead of skilled.

I held her hair and used her mouth until her lips were swollen.

Then I turned her onto her side, spooned her on the desk, and entered her from behind so her face was in Olivia’s breasts.

Every thrust mashed Sophie’s mouth against a milky nipple. She latched on without being told. Drank. Moaned around it.

I reached over Sophie and rubbed Olivia’s clit while I fucked my daughter into the principal’s chest.

Three bodies, one desk, no space left between them.

Sophie came with a nipple in her mouth.

Olivia came from my fingers with a student’s face in her tits.

I held Sophie’s hip and emptied into her from behind, grinding it as deep as it would go, filling her until it pushed out around my cock and ran down onto Olivia’s skin.

I stayed in her until the last pulse died.

Then I pulled out slow.

Sophie stayed on her side, shaking, shirt ruined, thighs painted, mouth wet with milk.

I put her fingers in herself and made her scoop what I had left.

"Give it to her."

Sophie fed Olivia off her own fingers.

Olivia swallowed because she had to.

I sat Sophie up on Olivia’s face.

"Sit."

Sophie hesitated half a second, then lowered her messy cunt onto the principal’s mouth.

I stood at the end of the desk and pushed back into Sophie while Olivia was forced to lick her from below.

Sophie broke.

She grabbed my arms and rode between my cock and the principal’s tongue, bouncing, dripping, sobbing out small filthy sounds she did not know she could make.

I let her use Olivia’s mouth until her thighs clenched and she came again, soaking the woman’s lips and chin.

I pulled Sophie off that mouth, laid her flat, and slid into her one more time face to face.

Slow now. Deep. Letting her feel every inch after all the rough.

Her legs wrapped around me again.

Olivia lay beside us, face shining with Sophie, hole leaking, eyes open because I had not said she could rest.

I kissed Sophie while I moved in her.

Not soft. Claiming.

She kissed back with a shaky mouth and held on.

I came in her a last time, grinding it in, keeping her full while her cunt fluttered around me like it had learned the lesson too well.

I did not pull out right away.

I stayed inside my daughter on the principal’s desk, both of them marked, both of them dripping, the office quiet except for Sophie’s breathing against my throat and the slow wet sound of what I had left in her starting to leak around my cock.

I did not pull out right away.

I stayed inside my daughter on the principal’s desk, both of them marked, both of them dripping, the office quiet except for Sophie’s breathing against my throat and the slow wet sound of what I had left in her starting to leak around my cock.