The living room glowed with the flicker of the flat-screen, wine glasses half-empty on the coffee table. Jordan lounged in the middle of the couch, Beau curled on his left with her legs tucked under her, and Lyndsey on his right, swirling her merlot with a knowing smirk. The film had turned steamy—an intense scene of two women and one man tangled on silk sheets, their moans filling the speakers.
"Well, that's one way to break the ice," Jordan muttered, shifting as the on-screen man thrust between the two women.
Lyndsey laughed, sharp and low. "Oh please, darling. Don't act like you've never pictured something similar. Beau's twenty-one now—legal, liberated, and frankly, we could all use a little inspiration."
Beau arched an eyebrow, her voice laced with wit. "Mom, if you're suggesting we turn movie night into a reenactment, at least buy me dinner first. Though watching this has me... intrigued. That actress looks like she knows exactly what she wants."
Jordan cleared his throat, but Lyndsey leaned in, her hand sliding up his thigh with confident pressure. "Exactly. Why watch when we can play? I'm horny as hell, and the three of us are a little buzzed—perfect for a family experiment. Jordan, your cock's already hard under those jeans, isn't it? Beau, care to join your stepdad and me? I want to see you dripping wet while I take his cock in my mouth for a blowjob he'll never forget."
Beau grinned, strong and unyielding, scooting closer. "Bold, Mom. But I like it. If we're doing this, I'm not playing second string. Jordan, get that hard cock out—let's see if it can handle two strong women."
Lyndsey stood, pulling Beau up with her. "Pants off, Jordan. Now." She kissed Beau deeply, hands roaming, then turned to him. "Watch us first. My pussy's already wet, dripping for this."
Jordan complied, his cock springing free, hard and throbbing. Lyndsey dropped to her knees, taking him in with expert suction while Beau shed her clothes, her ass swaying as she joined. Panting filled the air as Lyndsey worked his shaft, cum already beading at the tip. Beau straddled his face, her wet pussy grinding down as she moaned, "Taste how horny I am."
Sweating bodies tangled, the night exploding into moans, thrusts, and shared climaxes—Lyndsey came first, then Beau, their strong hands guiding Jordan until he spilled cum across them both.
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