Mother Daughter Duo Domination
by UnknownShorty

I struggled to separate her thighs while she pulsed them together against my head. It was as if she knew I was completely stuck and wanted to capitalize on the moment by forcing me to experience the bone-crushing power of her thighs with each squeeze.

"Hey Josh, how's the view from back there?"

I couldn't tell if it was the lack of oxygen to my brain causing me to actually believe she wanted a genuine reply from me. Nonetheless, as I opened my mouth to respond she glanced over her shoulder with an eery grin on her face and clamped her thighs into my neck harder than all the previous times.

"That was a rhetorical question, dumbass"

The sudden pressure from her fully extended legs jerked my head forward, making me choke on my own saliva. I could barely make out her egotistical chuckles, considering most of my thoughts centered around making sure I stayed conscious while she continued pouring on the pressure.

Surely she was going to let up on me, right? I mean, she was almost at 40 seconds of full power pressure on my head. I felt like my eyes were going to pop out if she kept this up much longer. I suffered in silence, my lips fully puckered and unable to move with her thighs melting into both sides of my cheeks.

"How's he doing over there?"

Even though I could barely make out the words, I could tell Sarah was having just as much, if not even more fun than Chloe at the moment. Luckily, Chloe inadvertently released some of the tension from her thighs right when my peripheral vision was starting to go black.

"Well, he hasn't passed out yet. He's definitely a tropper for lasting this long between my legs, but i'll find find a way to get him to tap before Henry taps out under you."

Sarah playfully chuckled at her daughter's unbridled confidence but made no rebuttal. In all the chaos, i completely spaced out that this was a competition and Henry was probably still stuck in Sarah's reverse facesit, trapped inside those two well-rounded cheeks Chloe no doubt inherited as well. Unfortunately, it wouldn't be long before I would be placed in a similar predicament myself.

"Get ready loser"

Chloe simultaneously reached her left hand back while raising her right leg. My head was forced up and forward by her left leg. As she hooked her finger around her right ankle, i found myself mere centimeters away from her rear end. Having been forced to stare at it for the three whole minutes she had me in that reverse headscissor, you think i'd be prepared to come face to face with it. You'd be wrong. It was terrifying.

I barely had any time to prepare myself before she pulled her right leg in as hard as she possibly could, hooking me in her devastating reverse figure four. My nose effortlessly plunged deep down into the crack of her shorts as she sat slightly up to arch her back and gain more leverage on the hold. Thankfully, I could still see a very tiny bit out of my peripheral vision, one of the few things i realized i was taking forgranted after experiencing the view in the headscissor from earlier.

"Quit struggling Josh, you're already fucked, I got your nose trapped in my ass"

She started tensing and releasing her cheeks while my nose was lodged inside, further driving the point forward that I was at the mercy of her will just as she said. But I wasn't struggling to get free from the hold. I knew she had me 100% locked down at the moment and there was no way to get out. I just wanted to shift the direction my head was facing over to the right so I could check on my dad. Y'know, see how he was faring with Chloe's stepmom sitting on his face this whole time.

Me and Chloe struggled for a short couple seconds before we both settled into a position that she was comfortable where my face was [my nose and mouth mostly buried inside her behind] and I was comfortable because I could see the state my dad was in out of my peripheral.

"Good boy, this is right where you belong Josh"

I started to feel the slightest bit of moisture rubbing off against my nose as the salty taste of sweat invaded my mouth. All those reps she was getting in from squeezing her thighs against my head must've worn her out. Not nearly as much as I currently was though.

After another 2 minutes of huffing the air through my step-sister's shorts, I noticed Sarah started giving Henry less and less opportunities for fresh air and was spending much longer spans of time enveloping his face inside the surely suffocating facesit. I wad able to make this out because Chloe was being much quieter and hardly shifted her position at all with my head stuck in her figure four. I think she was really starting to enjoy forcing me to breathe through the crack of her ass. I wasn't complaining though, because at least she let me breathe.

Another minute or so goes by and I genuinely start wondering how much longer my dad and i can keep this up. However, unbeknowst to me, things were about to get much more hectic.

"Hey babe watch this"

Chloe shifted her head head to the right, lowering her back and once again giving me some leeway to breathe a little more efficiently now. I too shift my gaze to the right, but dare not move too much to alert Chloe and let her know I was also watching the struggle my dad was about to face.

Sarah quickly lifted herself up off of my dad's face and reached both arms back, wrapping her hands around her cheeks. Henry took advantage of this opportunity at fresh air and took some very fast, very loud gasps as Sarah methodically lowered herself back on top of his face. She made sure to position the facesit perfectly so his nose would line up right against her asshole, her very thin and flimsy yoga pants being the only layer separating the two of them. I watched with a mixture of horror and empathy for my dad cause i'm pretty sure both of us had no idea what to expect next.

"Mom... what are you doing"

Sarah reached her hands back to grab hold of my dad's hair. As she lifted herself off the ground, she pulled his head up with her in tandem to make sure he stayed sealed inside her butt. She then placed both her feet below and cupped them around the back of his head as she sat down once more. But she didn't let go of his head. Instead, she leaned back and pushed him as deep as he could go, her hands pulling his face up and her feet shoving his head into the abyss until there was no more room to fill.

Chloe and I both stood still in the reverse figure four, unable to take our eyes off of the turmoil that was about to ensue.

"Damn, I can feel his whole nose smushed against my asshole"

Chloe straightened up her posture even further than before, and I had an almost unobstructed view if Sarah's fullweight facesitting pin on my dad.

"Wait mom, you're not about to..."

Suddenly we both heard a brief, muffled noise that sounded almost like a single pop of popcorn, followed by intense by Henry. Sarah laughed as she kept her hands firmly locked into his hair and legs clamped against the back of his head. He was NOT escaping from her butt as long as she had a say about it. I tried to come up with an explanation for why he would go from barely struggling to suddenly jerking the entirety of his lower body and legs left and right in an effort to throw Sarah off of his face. However, my mind filled with dread as Chloe came to the conclusion much faster than me.

"OH MY GOD! MOM?! Did you just fart straight down his nose?"

I was suddenly so appreciative the worst thing Chloe had done to me so far was squeeze my face, I will take that any day over what my dad was facing right now, or more properly, what he was sniffing right now.

"Fuck yeah, that was a direct hit"

"That's kinda gross mom..."

Sarah looked over toward us with a questioning expression on her face.

"Isn't that the whole point? Are we not trying to beat each other by getting them to tap faster than the other??"

Chloe shifted her gaze back to me, glancing over her shoulder and noticing that I was watching everything unfold with my very eyes.

"You know what, I think you're right..."

She reached back and reaffirmed her figure four, but this time she hooked her left arm around the back of my head and pulled me back into the crack of her shorts. This time, I plunged farther than ever until my lips were practically kissing her asshole. I could still breathe through my nose, but judging by what just happened to my dad I figured holding my breath would be the best play as of right now.

About 20 seconds go by when I start hearing what I believe was the rumbling of Chloe's stomach. I took my last final breaths of "fresh air" preparing myself as best as I could for what's to come when all of a sudden I hear 2 very long, drawn out volley's of the muffled popping nose from earlier across the room where Sarah was. Sarah started laughing dominantly as Chloe heard the violent crashing of Henry's legs and feet against the floor. She furiously held his face square, insuring his nose stayed in place so he would take in every last bit.

"Haha! YES, Take it!"

Eventually, Chloe refocused herself on me, the loud struggles on the other side of the room slowly settling down. I was secretly hoping that Henry would tap out rather soon so we could both be done with this nonsense. Much to my surprise, my wish came true. Henry tapped twice on the ground, to which Sarah just folded her arms and shook her hips atop of his face. Then, he tapped three times, loudy, to which Sarah triumphantly stood up in victory. Chloe remained in her hold against me.

"I win, yay!"

Sarah joyfully trotted over to us, my face still buried inside her daughter's ass.

"Ready to switch for round 2?"

WAIT, what... I don't remember talks about there being a round two?!?!

"Yeah, one sec."

Chloe grabbed the back of my head and pushed it in, not getting me as dead as Sarah got Henry, but still somewhat deep. I them heard her groan in a struggle to gather her strength. Then, it happened, she released an almost silent, very airy fart straight into my face, chuckling as i tried to push my head back against her arm that forced me inside.

"Oh no, get back im there bitch"

She struggled to keep my from escaping as I found little pockets of fresh air for relief. After another 15 seconds of unsuccessfully keeping me inside her shorts, she gave up and released me from the hold, scooting back until her head was hovering upside down above mine.

"Good luck against Josh, you're going to need it."

She flipped me off as she walked off and was replaced by the towering shadow of her Mom stepping over my face, our eyes locking with one anothers. I could sense her sheer determination to win.

I glanced over to the side to see that my dad was struggling to cough from the aftermath of the previous round. Chloe wasted no time stepping over his chest and putting her entire right foot on his face, his mouth kissing the groove at the middle of her sole and his nose lodged between two of her toes. She gave him practically no time to recover.

"So Mom, if this is a best of five, how many more rounds do you need to win?"

"I think... three?"

BEST OF FIVE?!