Seeing his mom and sister getting into position to be fucked by him, Oliver's eyes gleamed with excitement and hunger for both of them.
Then Mia positioned her body so that their pussies were close enough for Oliver to fuck one of them and still reach the other's pussy.
"C'mon, sweetheart... take a nice look at your mommy's dripping wet cunt," Mia cooed while wiggling her ass, inviting Oliver to take her. "And then, come and enjoy her as much as you'd like~."
Amara looked at Mia with an exasperated expression and spoke in a mocking tone, "Geez, Mom... who are you trying to seduce? Do you want to steal my lover from me or what?"
"Hmm~? But it's fine if he becomes my lover as well, right? Especially since I've had him first?" Mia retorted, grinning.
"It's not about being the first one! It's the fact that Oliver chose me to become his official girlfriend! So back off, you thirsty mother!"
"My, my~. Are you trying to challenge me? Because if that is what you intend... well, I might just steal your beloved brother from you... forever~."
Amara flinched as her expression changed into an anxious one when she heard Mia say those words.
The truth was, she knew that her brother had always loved her mother more than anyone else in their family, so if her mother decided to take advantage of that love for her own benefit, Amara would be left behind.
Seeing her expression, Mia snickered. She then took that opportunity to tease Amara more.
"Well? What are you going to do? I guess you are the one that's going to be left alone? Maybe—"
But before Mia could finish what she was saying, Oliver suddenly thrust his cock inside her, interrupting her words.
It wasn't a gentle thrust either; it was a hard, forceful one that sent tremors through Mia's body as his cock reached deep into her depths with such intensity, hitting the back of her womb hard enough to make her scream in utter pleasure.
"AAAAAAAAHHHH!!"
Then Oliver followed with a series of hard, powerful strikes on her ass cheeks.
SLAP! SLAP!
Those smacks against Mia's soft buttocks made her let out a few yelps of pain along with groans of pleasure mixed between each slap.
Mia had completely lost track of what they were talking about as she turned her attention towards her son and looked at him with dazed eyes full of love and desire.
"Oliver... So rough... but so good!" Mia said with a delighted smile. "M-More! Fuck Mommy hard...!"
Mia then proceeded to shake her ass back and forth, but Oliver wouldn't allow it as he grabbed both of her ass cheeks and kept her body still.
"Ah, no...!" Mia whimpered as her ass-wiggling didn't work against her son.
Without mercy, Oliver once again delivered a few hard smacks against her butt.
SLAP! SLAP!
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
This time around the sound of slapping filled the whole room as her soft buttocks were hit repeatedly by the hard force of Oliver's palms.
Each smack left behind red handprints on Mia's pale ass cheeks, but that only served to further excite Oliver as he continued hitting her.
Amara watched from below as her brother spanked her mother hard without holding back.
Her own body trembled, and she felt a slight chill run down her spine when she watched Oliver being so rough on their mother.
When Oliver stopped, Mia looked at him with tears forming in her eyes and whimpered. "Why... why did you hit Mommy's butt so hard...?"
But Oliver didn't show any signs of remorse; instead, he gave her a cold and stern look before saying, "Mom, if you act like that again, you'll receive even more punishment than just getting hit in your ass."
"But Mommy wasn't doing anything—"
Without letting her finish, Oliver smacked her butt harder.
SLAP!
Mia yelped again but didn't dare protest anymore, knowing how serious her son was.
And as Oliver's gaze grew darker, Mia gulped as she wondered what was going through her son's head.
"I love you, Mom, but this won't be a good love story between us if you are acting selfish. Remember, Mom, I'm not yours alone. I belong to Amara as much as you. Do you understand what I mean by that?"
Mia gulped again, feeling both scared of Oliver's wrath and aroused by it.
Her heart beat faster in her chest as her lower body began heating up.
Her breathing quickened as sweat dripped down her forehead.
She had never experienced something like this before, but for some reason, her body seemed to enjoy it very much.
It was strange, really. She always thought her son was a good boy who would always listen to her and wouldn't hurt her. But now, seeing him act so dominant towards her and making her submit to him... it made Mia feel strange emotions that she wasn't sure about.
Maybe... maybe this was what she always wanted from him all along?
A smile crept upon her face as she nodded.
"Yes, I do. I understand it well."
"Good... and since you understand now... how about you make a nice apology to your daughter?"
Without hesitation, Mia leaned towards Amara and whispered in a sensual voice, "Amara... forgive Mommy? I promise to be good from now on, okay?"
Amara stared at her with a surprised expression before nodding. "I-It's fine. It was really just a joke anyway."
Then, Mia planted a kiss on Amara's lips, a kiss full of love, lust, and passion.
Soon enough, it turned into a more passionate and intense kiss as Oliver started moving his hips again.