Kittyâs Birthday Present (JohnPersons/ThePit AU) - Chapter 5 Added [2016/08/18]
Story by DeletedUser
So help me god, I can't stop writing smut.
This is a story involving two characters from the JohnPersons/ThePit Coxville universe. Pretty much everyone in that universe is a sex fiend in one form or another, and Jenny and Kitty are no different. They're both massive cock-hounds. For Kitty’s 21st birthday, her mother Jenny has gotten her a present she knows they’ll both enjoy. She’s had a massive cock grafted onto her crotch. After all, why worship big fat cocks when you can get someone else to do it for you?
Also, there should probably be a tag for tit-fucking.
Character Bios:
Jenny
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Name: Jenny Summers
Age: 39
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 129lbs
Measurements: 34G-24-38
Hair: Blonde
Eyes: BlueCock Length: 16"
Cock Girth: 9"Kitty
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Name: Kitty Summers
Age: 21
Height: 5'3"
Weight: 111lbs
Measurements: 34DD-22-36
Hair: Blonde
Eyes: BlueCock Lengths: 14"
Cock Girths: 7"Chapters:My daughter is a ravenous cockhound, just like me. On her 19th birthday, I caught her having sex with six men at once. When she expected me to scream and tell them all off, I stripped naked and joined her. That day, we both found out the truth about one another, and stopped trying to hide it. We embraced our natures, dressing like the bimbo sluts we really wanted to be. We stopped caring about how people viewed us, morality was left by the wayside. Sensible clothes were replaced by bikinis, mesh shirts, and high heels. If it wasn’t skin tight or see-through, it wasn’t worth having. We honed our bodies into bimbo sex machines. Taking trips to exotic locations became commonplace, and all for the sole purpose of draining the big fat native cocks dry. Somewhere in all the deepthroating and the creampies, we lost Harold, my now ex-husband and her father.
Now it was Kitty’s 21st birthday, and I had gotten her a special present separate from all the others. It was a big one. Thankfully, the divorce proceedings had fallen on my side, no doubt something to do with me and my friend Ivana double teaming Harold’s lawyer, and that let me splurge. Even then, the present wasn’t cheap, and took a lot of pain and effort, but my friend Ivana helped me get everything together in time so that we could properly celebrate Kitty’s big two-one.
It was late at night and she was asleep in her room. I was dressed especially for the occasion, the highest heels I had, my sluttiest makeup, a bubblegum pink micro-bikini top, and a long translucent skirt that went down to my ankles. I flicked the light on as I walked in and I stood at the foot of her bed. The light was one of those energy saving bulbs that always took far too long to get to full brightness. Ever the light sleeper, Kitty groaned and turned over. She opened her eyes and looked at me confused. In the dimness, I knew she couldn’t see what was between my legs.
“Kitty, I have another present for you. And what did I tell you about keeping you hair in pigtails while you sleep?”
“Oh sorry, mom. I forgot-” She suddenly perked up, “Wait, did you say present? Another one? Now? What time is it?”
“Never mind that, Kitty. Do you want to see it?”
“Of course! Y’know what they say about looking gift horses in the mouth.”
“Good girl. I always did teach you never to say no to a good thing. And ‘gift horse’ is quite appropriate, given the circumstances.”
“What do you mean?”
“Watch and learn, Kitty. Momma’s got some new tricks.”
I groped my tits and pinched my fat nipples. I thought of big, hard cocks. The kind of monster cocks that pissed precum and were as long as my arm. Then, for the first time I found myself thinking about cunts. Tight, sopping pussies, like the one I used to have, like the one Kitty still has. And then I caught myself thinking about tits. The kind of fat bimbo tits that came with matching bubble buts, both just like the ones Kitty has, like the ones we both have. I had gotten myself all worked up. The fabric between my legs twitched. The base of my dress started to lift up. I let my tongue dangle out of my mouth. I put myself in the sluttiest, most bimbo-riffic mindset I could. The mindset where I’d do anything. Fuck anyone.
“Momma? What’s that?”
“That’s your present sweetie. Can’t you tell what it is?”
I wiggled my hips from side to side and let the fabric glide and fold over. Between that and the light finally getting to full brightness, it gave her a good look at what was between my legs. There was a flash of recognition in her eyes before she gasped and stood up on her bed, back to the wall, stark naked. I had always
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