Threesome with a Mom & Daughter - Greta




A month ago, I got shut down at Wattpad, but I have recently returned there and reopened a new account (hoping they don't shut me again), and I have uploaded a novella that previously was there titled "Greta". You can check it out on my website's front page, as well follow the link in the title name.


I'm including an excerpt from the work below. Hope you all enjoy it and follow me again on Wattpad.


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The basketball game had concluded when Gerald switch the channel to one of Natural Geography. There were Pay-Per-View channels available, but none was of NSFW variety, which was a shame. He felt the pressing urge to jerk off to something. He could hear the sex coming from the bedroom. He thought he caught wind of Eloise, but it was hard to tell whom Jerome was attending to at the moment.

Gerald was sitting there and sweating, counting off the seconds in his wristwatch. Five minutes. That was one rule Jerome gave him when it came time to fucking Eloise. He should stay outside the bedroom for five minutes before venturing inside. That gave Jerome and Eloise enough time to be comfortable. Gerald was submissive enough to keep to that rule, though this time around he was desperately itching for the minute to tick faster. His daughter Greta was in there with her husband Jerome, and her mother. What a perfect combo it is to see mom and daughter in action, both getting bedded by the same man. For him, it felt as though he had won the lottery. The entire time he and Eloise had discussed the possibility of such happening, ever had he envisioned a day like this would occur. His thought had always been that it was way too fantastic an idea ever to come through. Eloise was the one who usually argued that it could. For Gerald, it had always sounded like the sort of fictitious story one read about in incestuous erotic tales. He had eaten his words when Greta took a liking to Jerome around the time Eloise shrewdly hooked them together. He had gushed with disbelief when their relationship evolved into them getting married. Eloise had rubbed it hard on his face, reminding him of his pessimism. Now here they were, together in bed, the three of them. Talk about lightning striking thrice. This was something worth bragging about to his friends at the golf club, all of whom harboured similar shared secrets about letting their spouses become involved with black lovers.


Five minutes were over. Gerald switched off the TV then rose to his feet. He adjusted his erection inside his pants then went towards the bedroom.


He heard sucking, smacking sounds as he approached the open doorway. He stopped there and peeped inside, grabbing hold of his crotch while he did.



Eloise was on her hands and knees facing the end of the bed. Jerome stood in front of her with his khaki shorts down his ankles while he stood with his arms akimbo and his nine-inch cock buried into Eloise’s mouth. Gerald at first thought something was wrong with the picture—where’s Greta? Then he looked closer and realised Greta lay under her mom. Both their tits rubbed against each other. While Eloise concentrated on Jerome’s cock, Greta lay underneath sucking on his nuts. The women’s bodies were pressed against each other Gerald had mistaken them for one. Jerome appeared to be enjoying the moment from the ecstatic look on his face.


Jerome looked at Gerald as he shuffled into the room and drew himself a chair to plant himself. A look of acknowledgment passed between them. This moment was a crowning achievement in both their lives; nothing could be more monumental than this. Gerald maintained keeping his penis inside his pants instead of whipping it out, fearing it might only alarm his daughter. He opted to stay calm and enjoy watching. At one point, Greta looked his way, but there was a glazed look in her eyes like she couldn’t comprehend if it were him or someone else. Or perhaps she had already consented her mind towards accepting her parents’ eccentricities as being a humble feature of themselves.


Eloise came off the bed and knelt behind Jerome who then leaned forward, resting his hands on the bed. Greta had Jerome’s cock to herself while his nuts-sac rubbed over her eyes and against her brow, while her mom spread his ass cheeks and rimmed his asshole. Gerald loved the way the three of them worked almost in synchronised unison as if they had mapped out their sex scenes ahead of time. He would have loved to join them. He would have loved to kneel beside his wife and play with her tits as she buried her face between Jerome’s ass cheeks. Seeing how Greta spread her legs and had one hand massaging her pussy as she choked on her husband’s cock, he would have loved to climb the bed to massage her pussy for her properly. He had never attempted such activity before, but seeing how united they were towards Jerome, he felt this time very appropriate to try that. He would have to wait and see how comfortable she becomes.


Eloise came to her feet and wrapped her arms around Jerome’s torso. Her fingers pinched his nipples.

“I think it’s time we got to enjoy that strong black cock of yours, darling,” she chuckled.


Jerome pulled his cock out of Greta’s mouth and stepped aside for Eloise to climb back onto the bed. She got on arms and knees with Greta under her who had the view of her mom’s snatch above her face. Jerome drew closer. He rubbed his prick against her mom’s pussy folds and listened as her mom moaned the instant Jerome drove home inside her cunt. Eloise breathed down on her daughter’s pubic hair. She wrapped her arms around her thighs and tasted her daughter’s nectar as she felt her cunt getting stretched by Jerome.



Greta felt her mom’s tongue invading her privacy and decided not do the same. Never had she played with another woman before, and especially never in a million years did she once presume if she would entertain such that it would be with her mom. But life was ever so mysterious. She held onto her mom’s thighs and tasted Eloise’s clit while enjoying the sight of her husband’s cock slamming into her. Greta was getting first-hand treatment of what sex between her mom and her husband was about. It was unbelievable that all this time, Jerome had been so deep into her mom, especially with her dad’s approval.

Jerome was gasping as he went ahead fucking Eloise with every ounce of strength in his hips and pelvis. Eloise loved it when he fucked her harder; her cries were food fodder for him not to hold back. He admired the intricate tattoo that dotted Eloise’s ass cheeks. He gripped her waists and looked down to gaze at her butt, twerking each time he rammed into her. He could feel Greta’s mouth rubbing against his balls. At one point, he pulled out to allow Eloise squirt over her daughter’s face.

Greta sucked his cock then returned him into her mom’s cunt. Her mom groaned, and she thrust back her butt to take in her lover’s turgid muscle. Eloise was eager for him to fuck her in the best way possible.



“Fuck my pussy, babe,” she moaned. “Don’t stop… fuck that pussy like you want it so bad.”


“Oh yeah, you know that,” Jerome responded, shoving his prick deep into her wet cunt. “Damn, that pussy feels so fucking good.”


Her pussy didn’t just feel good; it felt tight too, gripping his shaft like it wanted him to reach his climax in no time.


Eloise had tightened her tubes years after having her last child, not wanting to risk having another. It was something she afterwards regretted doing when she met Jerome. Nothing would have been more pleasing to get pregnant by him. It was a subject she had many times discussed with Gerald, who too would have gladly supported that, regardless of whether their kids found out. Just the feel of his cock expanding her pussy right before flooding her womb with his seed was enough to send paroxysms of ecstatic racing through her body, inducing her towards her orgasm.


Jerome slowed his pace then pulled out of her. Eloise fell over to her side, gasping like she was out of breath. It was then that Gerald came over and pressed his face against her pussy. Eloise caressed his shoulders while he held her thighs apart and went ahead smacking his lips, probing her cunt with his tongue, listening to her feverish moans while he did.



Greta looked at her parents with awe.  She had occasionally watched porn movies with Jerome—something she hadn’t been prone to do until she hooked up with him—and she could recall them watching cuckold scenes involving married couples enjoying a threesome with another man.  She had seen the man fuck the wife, only for the husband to afterwards cleaned the wife’s pussy and thought the husbands did those solely because it was a porn movie.  Jerome had affirmed to her that people did such.  Who was her to think he was subliminally trying to tell her something.  Here she was, seeing her husband perform such feat as she had seen in those movies.  It was enough to knock reality into her as if that hadn’t already. 


“It’s your turn, babe,” said Jerome.


He laid on the bed beside her, stroking his cock, waiting on her to do something.