The mouth of an adulterous woman is a deep pit; he who is under the LORD’s wrath will fall into it.
— Proverbs 22:14
They both showed up together.
The stepdaughter looked nervous but excited, wearing a modest dress like she was still trying to pretend this was something else. Her stepmom, on the other hand, looked completely at ease—like she had already won something.
The stepmom spoke first.
“We’re not here to play games,” she said, stepping inside. “You’re going to fuck both of us. Mouth, pussy, and ass. And we’re going to see who can take you the deepest.”
She looked at her stepdaughter with a small, condescending smile.
“May the better woman win.”
Round One: The Throat
I started with the daughter.
I sat on the edge of the couch and pulled her between my legs. She got on her knees eagerly, looking up at me with those same wide, nervous eyes from the first time. I gripped her hair and fed my cock into her mouth, then pushed straight into her throat.
She gagged immediately.
I didn’t go easy on her. I plowed her throat the same way I had the first time—deep, steady, and relentless. Spit poured from her mouth and ran down her chin as I used her head like a toy. Her eyes watered and crossed slightly every time I bottomed out. She kept trying to maintain eye contact, but it was getting harder for her.
After a few minutes, I pulled her off and looked at the stepmom.
“Your turn.”
The stepmom didn’t hesitate. She got on her knees, opened her mouth, and took me all the way down in one smooth motion. She didn’t gag. She didn’t struggle. She just held herself there with her nose pressed against me, looking up with calm, steady eyes like she was proving a point.
When I started fucking her throat, she took it without complaint. Thick ropes of spit ran down her chin and onto her tits, but she never broke rhythm. She was clearly more experienced—and she wanted me to know it.
I pulled her off and made them both kneel side by side.
The daughter’s face was a mess—tears, spit, and ruined makeup. The stepmom looked messy too, but she wore it differently. She looked proud of it.
“Round one goes to the stepmom,” I said.
The daughter looked disappointed. The stepmom just smirked.
Round Two: The Pussy
I bent the daughter over the arm of the couch first.
She was already wet. I slid into her pussy and started fucking her deep and hard. She moaned loudly, gripping the couch as I stretched her. I could feel how much tighter she still was compared to her stepmom. Every time I pushed all the way in, she would let out this broken little sound and push back against me like she was trying to prove she could take it.
After a while, I pulled out and moved to the stepmom.
She was already waiting, bent over next to her stepdaughter. I pushed into her and immediately noticed the difference. She was looser, but in a way that felt experienced. She knew how to move her hips. She knew how to squeeze me at the right moments. She looked back at me while I fucked her and said:
“Feel that? That’s what years of being a good little church whore will do to a woman.”
I fucked them both back and forth, comparing them. The daughter was tighter and more reactive. The stepmom was smoother, more skilled, and clearly enjoyed being watched while she got fucked.
“Pussy goes to the stepmom,” I said when I finally pulled out.
The daughter bit her lip and looked away.
Round Three: The Ass
This was where it got interesting.
I started with the daughter. She was nervous. I had to work my cock into her ass slowly, inch by inch, while she whimpered and gripped the couch. Once I was fully inside her, I started fucking her steadily. She took it, but it was clearly a struggle. Her eyes watered, and she kept biting her lip hard to stay quiet.
When I moved to the stepmom, she reached back and spread her own ass for me without being told.
“I’ve been waiting for this,” she said.
She took me much easier. Not effortlessly, but with far less resistance than her stepdaughter. I was able to fuck her ass deeper and harder from the start. She moaned and pushed back against me, taking every inch like she wanted to show off.
I went back and forth between them for a long time—fucking the daughter’s tighter, less experienced ass, then moving to the stepmom’s more willing, broken-in one. The difference was obvious.
Eventually, I had them both on their knees in front of me again.
The Verdict
I looked down at both of them—faces messy, bodies used, breathing hard.
The daughter was trying her best. She was younger, tighter, and clearly wanted to please. But she was still learning.
The stepmom, on the other hand, was on another level. She had experience, confidence, and a hunger that went beyond just wanting to win. She genuinely loved being used like this.
I grabbed the stepmom’s hair and pulled her forward.
“You win,” I told her. “You’re the deeper pit.”
She smiled like she already knew.
Then I looked at the daughter.
“But she’s still tighter,” I said. “And sometimes that matters more.”
I pulled them both closer.
“Looks like I’m going to have to keep using both of you,” I said. “One for depth… and one for tightness.”
The stepmom laughed softly.
The daughter just looked up at me with glassy, submissive eyes and nodded.
Final Truth:
The stepmom was right.
Her mouth, her pussy, and her ass were all deeper, more experienced, and more willing to be used. She had years of practice being a secret. Her stepdaughter was still catching up.
But the daughter had something the stepmom didn’t—youth, tightness, and that eager, slightly desperate need to prove herself.
So I didn’t choose.
I kept them both.
One to stretch. One to go deep.
And together, they made a very effective pair of pits.