Home alone and a sexy friend of my Dad’s stops by.My first experience was when I with a friend of my fathers who was 35. I was a very horny girl, I had been playing with myself at an early age and had given blow jobs to my older brothers friends, but I was saving my cherry for a more experienced guy, I wasn’t expecting him to be that much older, but I’m glad it was Jim.
I was at home alone, my parents were on vacation, and my older brother who was supposed to be watching me, was staying at his girl friends house, I was busy playing with my pussy when the door bell rang. I pulled up my thong bikini, that’s all I ever wear, I love my body, and I love showing it off, and I answered the door, it was Jim looking for dad, he was in the neighborhood, and decided to drop by. I told him dad was on vacation.
Jim was and still is a damn fine looking guy, whenever my dad and mom have parties, he would always show up with a different stunning looking woman, they were so exotic. He is about 6-3 200 pounds of pure muscle, he looks a little like Tom Selleck, only better looking, really he is. Looking at him got my juices flowing. He asked if he could use the phone, I said of course, and showed him to it shaking my thonged ass while walking in front of him. While he was on the phone, I bent over like I was looking for something giving him a great shot of my very fine ass, I stayed that way for quite a while, I was sooooo hot for him.
After he got off the phone he looked at me and said “Cindy, what kind of game are you playing with me? I’ve been around the block a couple of times, I know when I’m being fucked with” I gave him an innocent look and said, “I don’t know what you mean Jim” He said “cut the shit, I’m on to you. I’m your fathers friend, how would your dad feel if he found out that I fucked his daughter. “Well” I said, “it would be our secret. He won’t be home for a week, and I’m not going to tell him” I reached out to grab at his cock through his pants, but he pushed my hand away. “You are too young for me” he said, I told him that I was ready for sex, and that if it wasn’t him, it would be someone else, but it was going to happen soon, and I wanted it to be with someone experienced.
I pulled my bottoms down, turned away from him, and showed him my pussy and ass, ” doesn’t this look like the pussy of a cock hungry woman?” He thought about it, and I guess he figured that I was going to get laid, he was now horny, and it might as well been him who gets some hot young pussy. He told me to come to him, he pulled down his pants, and said lick my dick. I started licking his head, moving my tongue around it, licking his shaft on both sides up and down. I went back to the head and shocked him my taking his whole cock down my throat, using my tongue on his shaft, swallowing his whole cock. I moved his cock in and out of my mouth, he asked me where a young girl like myself learned to suck cock like that. I told him that I had been sucking cock for two years already, he told me that I was almost as good as any of the hot women that he had been dating, that excited me, and I started sucking his cock for all I was worth, sucking hard up and down, stroking his shaft with my hand, it only took about two minutes, before he started grunting, he tried to pull his cock from my mouth, I guess he wasn’t sure if I was ready to swallow, but being the cum whore that I am, I grabbed his cock, and feasted on the wonderful cum that he shot down my throat, ummm, it was yummy.
I wanted to make him cum before he fucked me, so he would last longer. I let him catch his breath, and led him into my bedroom. He started french kissing me, then nibbling his way over to my ears, then my neck, and down to my nipples, none of the boys that I played around with did any of that, they would lick my pussy and play with my tits, but this guy was very good, he knew what he was doing, and kissed my body with passion that I never knew existed, my pussy was soooo wet. He licked my nipples and sucked and lightly bit them, ohh myyy it felt wonderful, he slowly kissed his way down to my thighs, then I could feel his warm breath on my pussy, he gently started licking my pussy all over, planting small kisses and licks, it felt so good having a man who knew how to eat pussy eat mine.
He started teasing my clit while two fingers slid inside my pussy with ease, and started fucking it. This man had a great tongue, I never imagined anything could feel this good. He could tell by the way I was squirming, that I was close to my first orgasm ever, he shocked by sticking his finger into my asshole, that took me over the edge, a new and unbelievable feeling deep inside me. I was screaming and pushing down on his head, what a feeling. Without a warning, he put his cock against my wet virgin pussy, and slowly slid his cock into my pussy with ease, there was no pain, blood or hymen to stop him, I had been playing with a dildo for over a year already, and was ready for his assault. It felt so good having a real cock inside of me, he started picking up the speed, fucking me hard in the missionary position. He stopped and pulled out, I was wondering, is that it?
He told me to get on my knees, he wanted to look at my ass while he fucked me. I got on my knees, and he stuck his cock into my pussy, ohhhh yesss, that felt great, he started fucking me hard. He told me to reach back and play with his balls while he fucked me, he said it would help him last longer, but he lied, I could tell by his grunting that he was getting closer, I told him that I was on the pill, and I wanted to feel his cum deep inside of me. He let out a big groan, and then started to spasm and moan, I could feel the warm liquid filling my pussy up.
He pulled his cock out, turned me around, started kissing me, and put his softening cock inside of me. The smell of sex was around us, I loved the aroma. He laid on top of me, his soft cock still inside, e kissed for awhile, I could feel his cock hardening, so could he, because he grabbed my legs, put them on his shoulders, and fucked me hard and deep. It was even better than the first time, as he was getting close to cumming, I told him I wanted it down my throat, he pulled his cock out, and started fucking my face, filling my throat with his cum, I swallowed it all, and kept his cock inside my mouth, sucking and licking it clean.
We laid there for a while, kissing some more, he told me that he had to leave, and this could never happen again, I knew that was so, there were so many new cocks to fuck and suck, and although Jim is still friends with my father, we have never slept together again, but every time he comes over, I tease him by flashing my tits or pussy, or by bending in front of him wearing tight pants, I know it drives him crazy.
The continuation of Snow White, I write this story with intentions to appeal to all sexual orientations and kinks, some chapters you may love, others, you may not, but please enjoy and feel free to leave comments. This chapter contains MMMF sex.As I said in the beginning, this is no children’s story, hell, this is a hard story for me to tell, I think I’d take the death-like sleep over never cumming again… anyway, back to the tale!
Snow ran crying through the corridors of the castle, the wall sconces lighting the way. She had never felt so low, so helpless. For the first time, Snow had no self esteem. How could she fake orgasms, she had tried before and been caught immediately. It was so unfair!!
Snow took a left, then a right, her eyes blinded by tears of rage and absolute grief, her beautiful face streaked with tears and mascara.
Before Snow knew it, she was utterly lost, even having been raised in this castle her whole life, all 17 years of it, she had never been to the room she found herself in now. Someone used the room, that much was clear, there wasn’t a speck of dust in the room. The odd thing was, other than an ornately decorated mirror against the very back wall, there seemed to be nothing at all in the room.
Something about the mirror beckoned Snow to come closer, and as she did, she was shocked that it wasn’t her own reflection that she saw, but rather the image of a handsome dark skinned man. He had a short cropping of hair over his head and a dark, curly beard that came to a sharp point beneath his chin.
“Ahh, yes, Snow White, I surmise that you have come here seeking a way to end the curse your bitch of a step mother put on you?”
Snow was shocked when the mirror spoke, nearly jumping out of her thin court gown, causing it to rise up and show off her soaked undergarments.
“I…I, who are y-you? W-what are you?” She asked, confused and a bit afraid.
As soon as Snow was safely put of hearing range the king and queen began to laugh heartily. They had been planning a punishment for Snow for quite some time, after all, it was a poor princess who focused more on her own pleasure than that of a lover.
If Snow was the image of “innocent sexiness” the queen was the exact opposite, every fiber of her being oozed seductiveness. Standing at 5’8″ the queen had long, tanned legs leading up to an ample heart shaped ass, she kept her pussy trimmed down, a small triangle shaped landing patch on her mound, barely more than a soft fuzz. Her stomach was flat and well toned and her 34D cup breasts sat perky and firm. Smiling with her full lips and perfect white teeth showing the queen pulled her husband and brother closer, guiding a hand from each of them onto her ass. As soon as they touched her the three of them were naked.
“Its good to be the ‘evil witch’ queen” she said playfully before leaning to her husband and kissing him with heated passion, her tongue dancing a wild tango with his own.
While the queen was tall, the king stood taller still, he had shaggy brown hair, with very little grey showing and a brilliant beard that was often swooned over by the kitchen maids and the lessers of the court. He had a strong jaw line and as he kissed his Queen he gave her a quick, sharp slap on her perfect ass.
After a moment the queen turned her attention to her brother and laughed softly “You should’ve seen your face, you looked terrified!”
“That’s not funny Cordelia!” Her brother spat, only feigning anger.
“That’s evil Queen to you!” Cordelia said playfully before kissing him also, as she kissed him and sucked at the tip of his tongue her long slender fingers reached around both of their cocks and she was pleased to find them both hard and throbbing, she used her pointer finger to wipe a bead of precum from the slit of her husband cock and pulled from her bothers lips, seductively sucking her finger clean before them.
Tasting her husbands precum made the Queens nipples stiffen, her areola was small, about the size of a half dollar piece and her nipples were puffy and thick, like little pink marshmallows. The two men moved forward, each taking one of her nipples into their mouths sucking and biting softly, pulling as much of her tits as possible into their mouths and tugging at them. They began to push her back towards the conference table and soon pushed her down onto it, her legs hanging over it at the perfect angle off the corner of the table, spread open, displaying her pussy for them which glistened with anticipation in the rooms dim light.
Both men kissed down her body, each stopping at her hips, soft moans escaped her lips as they bit and teased at the skin there, her body writhed in pleasure and she began to tweak and tug at her nipples. She needed more, her engorged clit begged for attention, her body was burning with desire for her lovers.
“I am the Magic Mirror!” The man in the mirror said, as if the answer should be obvious to Snow. “And you are Snow White, you have come to seek my aid with your new affliction haven’t you?”
Snow looked bewildered and confused, how could a mirror help her with her “affliction”; to her, never being able to orgasm again was nearly as bad a a death sentence, she loved cumming!
“Please, please I will do anything!!” Snow pleaded, dropping to her knees. The mirror reflected to himself (pun intended) that Snow was the perfect picture of submission just as she was and he felt a stirring inside of him, her begging made her want to help her, but even more it made him wish he wasn’t trapped in a mirror because for the first time in a long time he felt his sexual urges stirring.
“Very well, I will help, under one condition.”
“Yes, anything!” Snow agreed.
“I will tell you where to go to find the cure for your calamity if you promise me that you will help me to regain my body so that I might show you the true meaning of pleasure!”
Snow stared back at the handsome dark skinned man and felt her nipples stiffen, what would he look like, as a whole man again, her thoughts ran wild and she could feel her pussy quivering with lustful anticipation. “As you wish.. just please, please free me from this affliction!”
“Very well, to the south, in the great forest bordering the plains you will find a mansion, inside of that mansion dwell “The Seven” and their leader. In order to break this curse you must visit these folk, do their bidding and win the attention of their leader, he alone will be able to help you. I must warn you though, if you embark on this journey with a closed mind, you will surely fail.”
The king and the queens brother each bit and kissed at the queens inner thighs, she felt for sure she would go crazy with the anticipation alone, her pussy literally soaking the map beneath her, her body writhing and contorting in sheer ecstacy. As soon as she felt the two familiar tongues on her outer lips she screamed out in passion, cumming hard and alerting the young guard outside who rushed in, eager to help the Queen.
The Queen made eye contact with the young, newly appointed knight and with a wave of her hand he was stark naked “Come to your Queen” she beckoned him, impressed by his cock, hanging heavy between his smooth legs. He approached slowly, seeing the Queen in such a compromising position had his flaccid cock hardening by the time he reached her, standing before her as she adjusted to hang her head backwards off of the table. “My throat is yours brave knight” She said in a sweet and sultry voice.
Soft, whimpering moans escaped the Queen’s mouth as she kept it open, her tongue out, waiting for the handsome young knight. Her husband and brother worked together at her dripping wet cunt, both so focused on her pleasure they barely paid attention when their tongues accidentally connected a few times. The king mashed his mouth against her pussy, opening her folds and easily finding her clit, flicking his tongue on it, swirling and zig zagging, sucking softly on it as the advisor lifted her up, his tongue probing for her asshole, teasing at the puckered skin, dipping in slightly before sliding back to her pussy and penetrating her fuck hole.
The young knight stared down at the Queen’s waiting mouth, his cock was impressive, long, thick and smooth shaven around it, his balls heavy, large globes beneath his impressive length. He pressed himself between the queens waiting lips, driving down slowly, his cock inching into her mouth, already he could feel spit dripping down, running down onto his balls and dripping on the Queen’s beautiful face. He leaned in, sucking and biting gently at her nipples, one, then the other as he began thrusting faster, his cock hitting the back of her throat, pulling back before driving deeper, pushing past her throat until his balls sat firm against her nose, cutting off her airway.
Just as she neared passing out from lack of oxygen another intense orgasm racked her body, wave after powerful wave sent her nearly convulsing in the pleasure, her husband focused at her clit, her brother tongue fucking her hole, the young knight buried down her throat.
The knight pulled back, allowing the Queen to breath, spit and precum dripped down her face as she gasped for air and coughed hard, riding out the last waves of her orgasm as she felt both her husband and brother move away, then the two of their cocks were rubbing along her pussy, heads pressed together, rubbing between her folds, and slowly together they began to push into her pussy, she felt so full she might rip as the two impressive cocks slowly inched into her, the king and the advisor moaning simultaneously. Another orgasm racked her body and she feared she might pass out from the mix of pain and pleasure.
The knight resumed his thrusting as the two cocks entered her cunt, almost fighting to see who could go deeper faster, the Queen had never felt so full and satisfied, now it was their turn. As the knight throat fucked her she sucked hard, wanting to milk him for every drop of his youthful cum, her hand reaching up to massage and gently tug at his nutsack.
The King and his advisor ravaged the Queen’s pussy, the king was thrusting hard and fast, the advisor just sitting deep inside of her, the friction of the two cocks and the way her pussy gripped them both was mesmerizing. Before long the king was on the edge of cumming, the whole experience was so exotic, so erotic, he pulled out, quickly grabbing a goblet with a bit of wine left in it and angling his cock into the cup, spurt after spurt of cum shot into the glass, his knees became weak, his moans echoed through the meeting hall as he rode out one of his most intense orgasms ever.
The Queen’s brother began fucking her wildly as soon as the king moved away, his balls loudly slapping against her ass, the table and map were soaked with the Queen’s cum and her wetness, he reached up pinching and tugging her nipples, feeling his balls growing heavy, filling with cum.
The young knight pulled from the queens throat, unable to wait any longer, grabbing the goblet from.the king he gave a loud, satisfied moan as he began cumming into the cup, his cock swelling, his balls bouncing with each shot of cum, he breathed hard and fast, spit still dripping from his now emptied balls, his cock throbbing from the intensity of it all.
The Queen’s brother had hoped to fill her cunt with cum but he knew that he must do as the king had, to fill such a large goblet with their cum would show respect and reverance for the Queen. He took the goblet from the young Knight and began to cum into it, marveling at the color of the cum mixing with the dark, sweet wine. As he finished he handed it to the Queen who was being helped to a sitting position by the King and the Knight.
The Queen grabbed the goblet eagerly and tilted her head back, mouth open and began to pour the cum into her mouth, dumping until it filled her mouth and began dripping from the sides, down her chest, onto her beautiful tits, along her flat stomach and down her slit between her open legs. She swallowed heavily, drinking up the cum, sweetened by the wine and wiped her mouth daintily with a cloth napkin she procured from thin air. “Thank you boys, my wrath has gone down quite a bit.” With that she hopped from the table and walked away to her chambers to shower, dripping cum onto the floor as she went, and leaving the three men spent, satisfied, and naked.
“I will return for you!” Snow promised the man in the mirror before kissing it and rushing to find her own chambers. She had a journey to embark on, and little did she know just how wild her life was about to become.
The first chapter of a several chapter story, please comment and rate, I’d love feedback alsoThis is the true accounting of the fairy tale of Snow White, it is not a cute and frilly story as some whistling mouse’s cartoon would lead you to believe, nor did it happen as long ago as the mouse told, in fact, it continues even now. I have travelled the world far and wide, separating fact from fiction, reality from fantasy, and learning the full truth among the lies. The truth is hard to bare, and your childhood may be ruined, but trust me, it’s much better to know the truth than to live in ignorance. I believe I will start this story as so many other fairy tales begin. “Once upon a time….”
The queen looked into the magic mirror smiling at the deep dark eyes staring back at her, glistening in the rooms light. “Magic Mirror on the wall, who is the sluttiest slut of all?”
The man in the mirror hesitated for a moment before answering, the queen held that sway over many people. “Y-your highness, if truth be told, it is Snow, even now she is participating in activities that far surpass your own slutty abilities!”
The queen was in a rage, her blood boiling, “WHERE IS SHE!?! TELL ME NOW!”
The mirror however had gone clear again, leaving just the queen, staring back at herself, her reflection a vision of pure hatred.
Snow twirled her hair in her fingers as she listened, bored, to her father and his top advisor speaking matters of kingdom security. Snow was beautiful, standing just over 5’3″ she had jet black hair, skin white as snow, lips red as rubies and all that other shit the fairy tales mention, but more than that she had beautiful, firm 32C cup breasts, her nipples pressing hard against the thin fabric of her court gown. The gown hugged her body tightly giving a perfect view of her round, tight ass.
Snow stood up from her seat and made her way towards her father and the advisor who were standing overtop of a map, debating heatedly. Swaying her hips as seductively as she could, she tweaked her nipples causing them to be fully visible and obvious to her father.
“Can you hurry along with this meeting father? What if the queen barged in, I will NOT be a happy princess if I don’t get exactly what you promised!” Her impatience was obvious and to make it more so she bent over in front of her father and the councilman, sliding her dress up, revealing her thighs, glimmering with wetness from her over eager pussy.
The advisor stuttered as he noticed the provocative position the princess had taken but tried to resume his focus on the discussion.
“If you truly must keep working then I’ll start with a warm-up” Snow said softly, sliding under the table she reached up with both hands, rubbing at her father’s crotch as well as the advisor, she loved sucking cock, she loved cum, everything about it had her hotter than the badlands to the south (which coincidentally was exactly the land being discussed.)
Snow began to unbutton the pants before her, expertly sliding them down, gasping as the advisors cock popped free, she had always thought her father was the biggest she had ever seen, but she was wrong. The advisors balls hung heavy beneath his thick cock and Snow was amazed at how the veins protruded from the length. When she gripped it she found her hand could barely fit around the girth. Slowly she began to stroke her father and the advisor, giggling as they began to stammer over words, she was surely distracting them from matters of grave importance, but she didn’t care, her pussy was tingling and she felt empty.
Tentatively Snow leaned in, licking the thick, swollen head of her father’s cock before turning and doing the same to the advisor. She was greedy though and within a few seconds she had the advisors cock as deep down her throat as she felt she could manage, spit bubbled up around the corners of her lips, stretched wide to accept the mighty girth. Just as she tried to pull back she heard a moan and the advisor thrusted forward, forcing himself deeper into her throat. With a mighty gag Snow pulled away, spit already dripping from her lips, a string of it connecting her mouth and the bulbous head of her cock. She reached down with the hand that wasn’t busy stroking her father and began softly rubbing at her clit, turning her attention to her father’s cock she easily deepthroated him, sticking out her soft pink tongue to tease at his balls, she knew he loved when she did that.
Snow began taking turns with the two cocks, each time she switched to the advisor he would fuck her throat, hard and fast, despite her eyes tearing up and mascara running down her pale face, she loved it. A familiar feeling began to fill her, little electric waves throughout her body, a wave of sensation rolled over her and she screamed out around the advisors cock as she came hard, pressing against her clit with skilled fingers. Snow hefted up the advisors cock, sucking on each of his balls, swirling her tongue around them.
The advisor began moaning as Snow sucked his large balls, and soon pulled back slightly, thrusting forward, emptying his cum into Snow’s throat, she reveled in the warm saltiness of it, careful not to waste a single drop, massaging at his balls then tugging on his impressive cock, milking him for all he had.
Panting, Snow pulled back. In her eagerness to please her father and his advisor she hadn’t realized how much of a mess she had become. Saliva soaked her thin court gown, making it see through, her stiff puffy nipples clearly visible. Gasping for air she crawled from under the table and stared up at the two men. “Please, I beg you, fuck me, use me like the slutty princess I am!”
The advisor, a tall, broad shoulder man, ruggedly handsome pulled Snow to her feet, emboldened by her begging, he spat at her face and gripped her bottom jaw roughly in his right hand while his left dove between her legs, two fingers teasing at the entrance of her slick cunt. “You wish to be fuc…”
The advisors words were cut off by a shrill scream. “Curse you Snow White, you filthy whore! Never again will you orgasm! Never again!”
The enraged queen was shaking from head to toe, staring at the king and his advisor, and despite her disgusted face she could feel her pussy quivering, dampening in desperation. She moved forward as the advisor dropped Snow to the ground who took off running from the room, a spit soaked mess.
The queen could feel the power flowing through her, her curse had indeed worked, how could it not have, after all, her powers surpassed even that of the magic mirror. “Now, time for a lesson, husband.” Then, turning to the advisor the queen scoffed. “And you, dearest brother, have you not yet learned of my wrath.”
This was previously published here by me, again rereleased for entertainment purposes. Sequel soon to follow.To my Rapists on 395,
I’m writing this down now while in the backseat of my car, right after you had left me bleeding against my tire. I want this event recorded from start to finish, while your fluids leak onto my leather seats and my hands can barely hold my phone as I’m shaking so badly. You may think I’m writing this down to send to the police, but I’m writing it for me, because you didn’t simply violate an unlucky woman today. Oh no, you raped, beat and spit on someone who lives for that kind of abuse. And I plan on using these written words to relive that experience over and over, with my fingers between my legs where your cocks had been not too long ago. Let’s get started then, shall we?
We’ll start off just as you came screeching into my life in that big blue Chevy Silverado. I had been cruising at my usual high speed, enjoying the crisp night air with the windows down and the music blasting. I always enjoyed riding with one foot up on the dash, knee leaning against the door. I had black leggings on and a low cut white shirt partially hidden under my black jacket. It was nippy out and I almost considered getting my scarf to cover up more but I was too into the flow and freedom of driving to care about a little chill.
No one was in front of me as I road alongside tractor trailer after tractor trailer. There were always more trucks at night, and they never stayed in the left lane for too long. I hadn’t heard that engine of yours on the other side of the truck I was passing and just as my nose bridged his cab was when the blue streak careened between his nose and the truck in front of him directly into my path. I had to swerve onto the shoulder, the rumble strips barely having enough time to shake my car as I tried hard to correct my suv back onto the road.
I was livid as your brake lights flashed a few times, your foot feathering them to taunt me. There are very few things that boil my blood as quickly as that little maneuver you pulled on me just then and there was no way in hell I was going to let you get away without knowing you’d pissed me off. Now you see, my car is a beautiful sleeper, a tuned wolf in sheep’s clothing if you will, and you were probably quite surprised when I caught up to your eight cylinder and kept pace.
You thought you were clever and tried to brake check me but I was ready and easily slipped into the next lane and zip around you. I brought myself parallel to your passenger window and wasted no time in flipping you and your friend off. Your face twisted in anger as your friend rolled down his window to spit some fire at me but I could not be bothered to stick around. With a chastising wave I stepped on the gas and cut you off just as we approached another wall of trucks, preventing you from forcing your way back in front.
I saw a sedan trying to get over into our lane and I could not think of a better opportunity to smoke you. After returning the favor of a brake check and getting you off of my bumper I launched forward while you dropped back, giving the sedan plenty of space to seal your fate with me laughing to celebrate my victory.
The adrenaline from fucking with you was channeled into my music as I sang and happily sped along. My favorite song came on just as I saw your headlights on, the top rack of lights on and I felt that rush again, absolutely ready for round two. Being in the lead paid off as I could see down the long hill we were atop of and at the bottom sat the lurking lights of an officer in the median between the two highways. This could not have been more perfect. I was absolutely ready to teach you a lesson that you wouldn’t soon forget.
I dropped back and waited mere seconds before you were glaring into my window riding next to me. The sneer on your face as you heard me rev my engine to give you the pretense that I was going to race you again had me mirroring my own. I gave my suv the slightest touch more of gas and you took that as the green flag.
Releasing my pedal and watching you speed off down the hill had me laughing in disbelief that it had actually worked. Your chevy rounded the bottom of the hill and the the moment the red and blue lights popped on I cheered. You must have been going over a hundred and I know for a fact that’s a hefty fine, among other things. Passing you was even better, as I could feel the hatred oozing from the cab of your truck as we locked eyes once more and I gave a playfully insulting peace sign before going on my merry way.
I had all but forgotten about you, your friend and your flashy truck by the time that I was ready to make a pitstop. I had already been in the car for a few hours at this point and only halfway through my drive. The surge of adrenaline leaving me had worn me out and I was in desperate need for a pickmeup. So I pulled in and saw that there was only a tractor trailer parked on the other side of the lot, otherwise it was barren.
This was a smaller rest stop, nothing fancy. A regular shop with snacks and food as well as restrooms that had doors to the outside. I didn’t think much of that little detail at the time and some very tender parts of me regret it now. I’m fingering one of those actually, and I have to admit that the little tears you made sting rather nicely. I’m getting away from myself here, back to the story.
After a much needed stretch outside my car I found myself the cup of coffee I had been wanting. I stayed inside the store for a few minutes, sipping and relaxing. I had looked at the offered snacks but none had struck my fancy. I got about halfway through my cup when I figured it was time to hit the road again.
Now, I’m going to be perfectly honest here. I do not know when you two managed to creep into the rest stop, nor if you had been hiding behind the trailer waiting while I was in the shop or if you had just pulled in and spotted me but I did not hear that engine of yours. So I do have to commend you for that. How you had managed to sneak up behind me on foot without me hearing that either still has me clueless but it was a matter of seconds between me having the bathroom door abreast and me being flung forward as one of you bastards shoulder checked me into the dark room.
I landed hard on the cement floor, crushing my coffee cup and causing it to splatter everywhere. The hot liquid burned my chest, transforming my initial grunt to turn into pained gasps. I rolled onto my back and elbows just as the light was switched on and I was blinded instantly. Slowly your two forms came into focus. One taller, leaner and paler while the other was more well built with some untamed scruff on his face. I knew that was you, driver. I could see in your eyes, that boiling anger sitting darkly just below the surface. I gulped hard and scooted back some on my hands and ass as your slender friend turned the deadbolt on the door. The solid click it made nearly made my stomach lurch.
The coffee stained my white shirt, as I hadn’t zippered up my jacket when I left the car. The dark liquid clung to my increasingly thumping chest and I felt both sets of eyes following their curves down and over the rest of my slightly shaking body. My mouth was dry as I stammered out an apology, that I was sorry for getting you caught.
“You hear that, Rowely? Little bitch says she’s sorry. Guess we’re done here, right?” Your friend said, rubbing his hands together in front of him with a sickening grin. You didn’t answer, instead you moved closer to me and crouched down way too close for my comfort and you said with a small growl in your voice, “Say it again.”
“I-I’m s-sorry, I sw-wear I am. Please let me go, I’ll pay for the ticket. It was m-my fault you got it.” I said, a lump heavy in my throat. I knew for a fact that you deserved the damn thing but in that moment I did not see many things going well for me. How right I was with that thought.
The silence that followed was dripping with tension onto the beating drum within my chest. You didn’t answer me, you only grinned just before back handing me across the face. The strike caught me off-guard and I cried out, shrinking back further from you until I hit the wall. That’s when I realized exactly how small the room was and that I had needed to get the fuck out of there in that moment.
My body had reacted before I had fully formulated a plan, my leg kicking out and nailing you square in the chest. The move surprised us both, sending you off balance and onto the floor as I scrambled to my feet. Your friend jumped forward for me as I tried to hop over your splayed legs to avoid him. You had recovered quicker than I expected and with an iron grasp you caught my ankle and yanked me down hard. I had twisted in the air and landed on my side harshly, yelping and rolling onto my back.
“Get ‘er Doug!’
He brought his knee down onto my stomach, knocking the air out of me with a wheezing gasp. My body tried to double over just as your knee came down hard on my shoulder, pinning me to the ground. While I was trying to regain my breath your hand came down sharply again as I cried out for you to stop.
That only brought another slap onto my other cheek, forcing my head the other way. Your friend, Doug, had his hands gripping at my breasts over my soiled t-shirt. My nails found his wrists and they bit in deep, trying to pull his hands off of me. Your knee on my shoulder limited my movement and I did the next best thing I could think of. I lashed out and my fist hit your friend below the belt. A colorful array of words vollied out of him as he fell back and I threw my weight away from you and managed to free myself once more.
On my hands and knees, panting, cheeks puffy and on the verge of tears I knew this was my chance. Digging my heels in I had made it passed you to the door. Panicked noises were escaping me as I fumbled with the deadlock. There was the tease of a click just as a fistful of my hair was taken and my forehead was slammed into the door.
I would have collapsed then if I wasn’t being held up by your body against mine and the vice grip on my hair. My head was reeling and I could feel the warmth of blood pooling on my eyebrow from where I hit the door. Then a hand grasped the top of my leggings and ripped them down along with my panties and exposed my ass. I pressed myself into the door and whimpered, begging for this to end, that I’d do anything for you to stop touching me.
My head was pulled back enough for my cheek to be forced into the door again. Now sufficiently dazed, it’s sort of hard to remember exactly what had happened here. I was jerked away from the door and sent stumbling across the room into Doug’s reach. He was still really pissed about the nut shot and I was unable to stop him from slapping me and yanking at my shirt.
My attempt to get away from him combined with my dizziness and my leggings around my knees gave him what he wanted and with a loud tear my shirt was hanging freely by my arms. You wolf whistled at that and a wave of shame swept through me. My cheeks which had dampened by my tears as the situation grew more helpless had heated through. You both laughed as I pulled my keys out of my jacket pocket and held them between my fingers, ready to attack.
The laughter made me question myself long enough for you to cross the room, deflect my strike and use the momentum against me to pin my arm behind my back. I was harshly met by the wall and I started begging as your knee widened my stance. No amount of squirming or writhing was able to dislodge your painful hold. I could hear you undo your belt and pants, my panic peaking as well as my pleas.
All of my movement ceased the moment your dark eyes were an inch from my fearful ones.
“You’re going to pay dearly, whore.” You whispered just before your broad tongue found my cheek and slowly licked upwards, collecting what freshly fallen tears were there. I was whimpering uncontrollably at that point.
The head of your cock probed between my cheeks as I tried to keep away from it in vain. My head was smacked against the wall again and I was quelled long enough for you to catch my rim.
I weakly let out “Please stop” which fell upon deaf ears as you pushed upward and inward. My body resisted your advance for as long as it could, the stain intensifying until it too gave into your desires. A flash of pain ripped through me as your cock split me open and sent me yelping and weeping into the wall.
My free hand clawed at the wall as you bottomed out too quickly, nails threatening to break on the unforgiving cement just as you started laying into me. It was difficult standing up on my own as you had spread my legs wide but every upward thrust guaranteed that I’d stay erect. I could bruises on my hips forming as well as you ground them into the wall.
I could feel the sweat on your forehead drip onto the side of my face as you pressed your head into mine. Your scruff scratched my ear as you filled it with your hot breath and I was both so repulsed and turned on because of it. The mixed feelings clouded my already fuzzy head, the jumbled mess occasionally being jarred and shaken by a suddenly harsh thrust into my ass.
The grip on my trapped wrist tightened and you twisted it up in between my shoulderblades to the point where I was gasping in agony. When I was convinced you were trying to snap my arm you pulled yourself out only to ram back up inside me, sending a shriek skyrocketing out of my pained core. What followed was a low, torturous moan. There was no denying my position at that point, and I was almost thankful that you had chosen to rape my ass. I was so wet that I could hear it every time your balls slapped my tratorious cunt.
I could see Doug out of the corner of my eye. His hand was on his own cock as he watched you using me. His eyes flickered between my contorted face and our hips. The thought of him spying my arousal brought fresh tears down my red face and I screwed my eyes shut in a futile attempt to keep them inside me. Even closed I could imagine his impatient smirk, knowing he was next in line to violate me. He was like a vulture waiting for his turn at the kill and by god did that thought neary send me over the edge. But I could not let that happen. There was no way I could live with myself if I gave you that after what you were already taking from me.
Your groan drowned out my whining until you grew tired of it and threatened to kill me if I didn’t shut up. The little gasp that left me was all that came from me unless you prodded a grunt out of me. The slapping sound of your hips against my ass was deafening in the small room and as it grew louder I knew you were almost done. In that moment, I was both thankful and worried about what would happen next.
Another grunt had you explode inside my ass, the feeling of your seed coating my insides had us both moaning. I felt like such a whore being unable to stop the sound and you took notice of the pleasure I had found in it and that ticked you off.
“You aren’t supposed to like this you stupid cunt” you chided as my wrist was released in favor of my hair as you withdrew from my aching hole.
I whimpered in protest that I didn’t like this, that I didn’t want this and hissed through my teeth as I was dragged over to the toilet. Doug had made a disgruntled noise while you forced me to my knees and kept my head dangerously close to the seat. My back was arched as my voice heightened, this was not looking good at all and I started pleading for you both to take what you wanted and to leave.
Your friend had wasted no time kicking my trembling legs apart. I could feel the cum leaking out of my asshole and onto my drenched lips as I heard Doug spit into his hand to lube himself. I lamented the fact that he’d find out very quickly there was no need for it.
“Christ, Rowely! You’re wrong, the bitch loves this!” He exclaimed as he pressed into my pussy. I groaned in shameful pleasure, his cock providing me with exactly what my body craved and what I didn’t want. There was no way for me to hide my face with your hand entwined in my hair. That didn’t matter though, as I suddenly found my face plunged into the bowel I was trapped against.
Unable to pull myself back up I flailed my arms, pushing at your chest, gripping at the porcelain, anything to surface. The mixture of revulsion and the burn within my lungs for air had me absolutely hysterical. There was a muffled exchange between you two and I felt my arms collected firmly behind me, and only when they were secured in Doug’s hands did you lift my head out of the toilet.
I wheezed and gasped, water dribbling down my face as your friend ground into me, forcing out any air I was able to swallow. You looked at me with such disdain before shoving my face back into the toilet, well before I had recovered from the first dip.
The little breath I held onto did not last long enough and bubbles floated to the top of the water as I couldn’t hold it in anymore. A harsh yank freed me from my watery demise, trying to simultaneously suck in air as I hacked out some water. With a cold laugh my head was pressed onto the toilet seat, ‘Nasty fucking whore” you spat as I gave a low, tortured moan. Doug’s shaft was relentless and the sound of how wet I was sickened me to the core.
I didn’t think it could get worse than that until I saw you guide your hand to your slowly stiffening cock. Shaking my head meant little as I tried croaking out “No”. There was no way I wanted your cock in my mouth after where it had been but that was the least of my concerns as a yellow stream started to trickle out of your head right before my wide eyes.
No amount of shrinking back helped nor was I able to pull away as you guided it ever closer to my face. The splashing of the piss echoed loudly until I felt it’s warmth splatter onto my cheek. I couldn’t stop the noise of disgust which opened the window for you to aim for my mouth. The vile taste had me sputtering, absolutely humiliated. The taste was almost as overpowering as the smell was and I could no longer tell which was which as Doug plowed into me, jerking my head just enough to drench my nose as well in piss.
Your friend released my arms in order to wrap around my heaving chest to get at my neglected breasts. The torrent of yellow was dying down as his dirty nails dug into my pale skin until I was yelping. I could feel the scratch marks trailing down to my nipples as my bra was pulled down enough so they popped out and swung freely with each thrust.
I whined loudly as I tried to pry his hands off of my chest. I could feel the traces of cuts as our hands grappled. I felt your hand release my head and I was brought back against his chest only to be repeatedly banged into the unforgiving porcelain. That pain quickly grew to be the greater demon as my hips were already bruising and my hands went to try to steady myself, nearly slipping from the piss and water on the seat.
He groaned a cuss word or three as he announced he was going to explode. The mixture of pain and pleasure was proving too toxic for me to withstand and I could feel myself about to careen into the same explosion he was.
As his thrusts grew shorter and deeper there was nothing I could do to stop myself. Each one tapped my cervix to the point where I was delirious from pleasure and was moaning like a two cent whore, my hips working in sync with his of their own accord.
“Look at that, Rowely, she’s fucking cumming on my cock what a filthy–” His words were taken from him as my pussy started clamping down around him and my body quaked against his. There was a new wave of tears in my eyes as I felt him grow ridgid against me and his shaft pulsating inside, spurting his load just as rapidly as my cunt milked him for it. I hated myself even more than they hated me in that moment.
He withdrew his sword from my pink sheath that still quivered with aftershocks, his hands leaving my mauled breasts in favor of my heaving shoulders for leverage. A swift knee between my legs ripped me from that orgasmic bliss and dropped me onto the floor with a shriek. Curling up defensively did little to stop you as you found my wallet in my dishevelled jacket after some patting around. You read my name and address aloud as Doug stood and fixed himself up.
“Just in case you get any stupid ideas about going to the cops. I’ll be sure to let the guys know where you live. Oh and, you’ll be paying for that ticket too.” You added as you pulled what cash I had out and counted it nonchalantly. “Doug, why don’t you help the little lady to her car?”
A kick to my ribs had me rolling away but not far or fast enough before your friend seized my arm and started dragging me to the door. The click of the deadbolt echoed mockingly over my whimpering. Out of the corner of my eye I saw you scoop up my keys and inspect them, the dark grin returning to your face face. I tried hard to swallow the lump in my throat, only just realizing what you had found.
The blast of cold night air had slapped me just as hard while I tried to scramble to my feet to stop Doug from hurting my arm. We crossed the lot quicker than I was able to keep up with and he tossed me against the side of my car like a bag of trash. I curled up again against the tire, wary eyes flickering between both of you, unsure of whether you were actually leaving me alone or not.
You sauntered up with that sneer and held up my keys to me. I could see in the lamplight my rape whistle catch and sparkle, the redness returning to my face and a small ache down below started again.
“I didn’t even see you reach for this once you fucking slut.”
The keys and my wallet were tossed onto my crumbled form as I let out a groan in protest, unable to admit that you were wrong. I turned my head into the pavement, covering my face and I heard you two debating on something before receiving two more harsh kicks, one was to my stomach again, the other between my legs and catching my soreness squarely with a steel toed boot. I almost retched there and started sobbing, the pain and shame of everything taking over as you both walked away towards your truck.
I had laid there for some time, crying and hurting and even more horny because of it. That’s when I had decided to write this out, and to share it with those who are twisted minded like myself to get off to. My fingers have been using your cum, Doug, to tease my bruised clit and to finger my bleeding asshole. It feels so fucking good, but not as goo—
The car door opened then and I nearly jumped out of my skin. My heart was in my throat, thudding away with my fingers stalled between my thighs. My leggings were still down around my knees, where they had been left since the beginning. Standing at my door now was a well built, cleancut man with a trucker hat on. He had a gleam in his eye as he soaked in my shocked visage. I wasn’t able to move as he smirked and spoke, his voice confident and cool which shook me right to the core.
“You look like you’ve had a traumatic night, well, it ain’t going to get any better. Get out here on your knees now or I’ll make you.”
I could barely imagine what I looked like at that moment. Hair dishevelled and matted, reeking of piss and cum, greedy fingers deep inside my stretched snatch, tear stained face glowing in the low light of my phone with my fearful eyes glued to the man before me commanding me to move. My gaze never left him as I put my phone down slowly and I removed my hand from my tender flesh. I crept forward on the seat, surely leaving a trail of sex on my backseat.
I sank to my knees, face upturned to his with a questioning look in my eyes. His hand came down swiftly, catching my bruised cheekbone with a yelp as fear returned to my expression.
“Do I need to spell it out for you, dumb cunt?” He sneered, raising his hand again to offer me another strike if I didn’t comply. My lips trembled a bit as I shook my head, my hands moving up to his belt buckle and clumsily undid it. The button and zipper came down next and I instinctively bit my lip as I pulled down his pants to reveal his barely hidden bulge. I peeled down his boxers to watch it spring out and a gasp escaped my lips.
I was aching again between my legs as my wet fingers wrapped around his shaft. He didn’t prod me, only watched as my tongue kissed his thick head and I let out a small moan. He chuckled at my sluttiness but I had much better things on my mind. My lips met my fingers as I stroked him. Tasting my cum, and the cum of my two rapists on him was shamefully exhilarating. That became clear as my enthusiasm grew and he had no issue commenting on it.
My hands moved down to the base of his shaft as my hunger grew with each inch that disappeared into my mouth. The trucker’s hands found the back of my head after a few minutes of letting me do as I pleased and I knew my time was up with the tightening hold on my hair. My fingers dropped down to my nub, which was freezing from being wet and exposed to the air, as he started to facefuck me.
He wasn’t gentle nor did he care if I had much of a chance to breathe. Gagging and sputtering whenever he was too deep, wheezing and gasping for air for when he pulled back to prepare to go back in deeper. The tears forced their way out of my tightly shut eyes, having difficulty with focusing past the pain and effort to keep breathing. Suddenly a crack across my stuffed cheek from the back of his hand shot my bleary eyes open and straight into his.
“Look at me while you finger yourself, slut. I know how much you’re enjoying this and what happened to you just before. So enjoy it openly and know that I’ll be taking the liberty of using your face as a napkin when I’m done with your throat.”
That had me moaning around his cock whenever I wasn’t choking on it. My fingers pinched and rolled my clit while my lustful eyes stayed fixed on his. He pulled my hair taunter and slapped me again and again until I was sobbing. My cheek burned as hot as a fire from his abuse and after a particularly nasty strike I found myself dazed and cumming hard.
With the orgasm taking over, I wasn’t able to stop him from hitting my head against the metal door as he used me. Sooner than I expected he pulled out, hand on his shaft and he shot his load all over my face. My mouth was open eagerly and he did not give me what I wanted. His cum leaked down my forehead and cheeks, burning the cuts that it came into contact with. When he finally let go of my hair I fell back against my car.
“Thank me for using you, depraved whore.”
He offered his cock to me once more and I breathlessly thanked him before licking what residual cum was left on it and cleaning him. That’s when I heard his camera shutter go off and I groaned in dismay. That feeling was short lived as he told me to make myself more presentable and I compiled without hesitation.
As he took several photos of me licking my fingers clean of cum and scooping it off my face I looked up and grinned as if I were high. In that heightened state, I offered him my cell phone number for if he were ever in the area again.
The laugh that erupted from him was so dismissive and degrading I wish I could have choked on my words just as I had his cock moments before.
“You’re more desperate than a drug-addicted lot lizard looking for her next fix.” Was all he said, his words smarting just as badly as his face slaps. He pocketed his phone and turned away without any indication that he had taken it. I stayed against my car for some time. Long enough for my euphoria to dissipate slightly and for a chill to return to my bones.
I was still halfway from home and I didn’t know when the adrenaline would leave me and sending me into a drop, so I did what I thought was best. I crawled back into my backseat, ass still exposed and I let the cold leather soothe my bruised hips. I made sure the car doors were unlocked as I tried to finish typing out my letter, only to pass out from exhaustion.
Previously published here by me. Please enjoy.He flickered his eyes down to his wrist and sighed with impatience. His other hand had been drumming on the table for some time now, disturbing what water was left in his glass with his agitation. She was supposed to have been here twenty minutes ago. His food had grown cold waiting, her salad left untouched. Andrew took his phone out and checked it again. Be there in 5 was her last message, with a smiley face after it. The smile made him growl as he brought his glass to his mouth.
She came waltzing up and gave him a rather quick kiss on the cheek, one that startled him and had him spill his drink onto his sky blue shirt, leaving dark splattered marks. His annoyance was clearly written on his face as she plopped down in her seat, picked up her fork and stabbed some leafy greens without so much as an apology for her tardiness.
His glare was finally met when she brought her the fork fork to her mouth and noisily chomped down on it. There was a smirk on her face that rubbed him the wrong way and it took a good deal of restraint on his part not to wipe it from her face right then and there at the restaurant. His voice took on a dangerous tone while he watched her disregard one of their oldest rules.
“Do you need a reminder of proper etiquette, Madison? Because your behavior has been appalling today already.”
To add insult to injury, she munched on her salad as she replied “Me? Nah, it isn’t my fault that you’ve got a stick up your bum today. Maybe you need some adjustments yourself, ey Drewy?”
Andrew bared his teeth at her and had a few bites of his cold sandwich. There was barely any time left for either of their lunch breaks but that didn’t seem to bother her any.
“Is that so? We’ll have to see about that tonight, won’t we?” He watched her take another bite. He eyed the plate and the delicate place it sat and waited for the right moment, still silently fuming at her obstinacy.
Madison simply shrugged at him and continued eating. She was quite pleased with how angry she had made him with such little effort. It created a small knot in her stomach, it was thrilling seeing the storm inside him and knowing full well that he could do nothing about it. The other half of that knot was the sense of foreboding that such taunting brings, and she could only hope to withstand the tsunami that would be his wrath later on. If only he knew then how badly she wanted to hurt that night, perhaps he would have done something preventative instead of fanning the flames.
As the waitress stood opposite their table to attend to another, Andrew quickly swiped at the napkin under the plate, upsetting it entirely and having it’s contents flung onto the floor and onto the back of the waitress’ legs.
Both women gasped in surprise while Andrew immediately chided “You clumsy girl, look what you did.”
He watched the heat rise in Madison’s face as she attempted to apologize to the waitress, the sudden move having thrown her from her course temporarily.
“Should I bring you another salad, Miss?” asked the waitress, clearly hiding behind her professional courtesy at this point.
“Oh, no thank you ma’am. We’re finished here. I’ll take a box and the check please.” Andrew waved Madison off with a dismissive hand, ignoring the dumbfounded look on her face. He watched as her jaw set and she pushed herself sharply away from the table.
He let her leave without saying goodbye, knowing that this was just another display of her defiance. He knew that with each exaggerated step that bounced her ass she had been silently wishing he’d snatched her wrist and bent her over his knee. She had been asking for it, practically screaming for it. And he had wanted to, making her asscheeks as red as her face had been. But no, he’d bide his time and see just how deep a grave she’d dig herself today.
Andrew stayed a few more moments after paying to calm himself. It would do him little good to give into her gibe while he still had the second half of his day to get through.
Back at work herself, Madison had been giddy at her desk. She had it in her head how the evening would play out, weighing all the options and she took joy in imagining exactly when and how he would wrest back the power she refused to give him. The wild daydreams had her squirming in her chair, movements that didn’t go unnoticed by her cubicle mate. They had made eye contact a few times during this time and it hatched another idea that she had trouble resisting. Madison flashed him an irresistible smile and winked as she sauntered her way to the bathroom, hearing his chair scrape against the ground had her secretly licking her lips.
Andrew’s phone buzzed on his desk and saw the small purple notification flash that provoked him slightly. He hadn’t spent much of the past two hours being productive, no, her show had been quite distracting and he was annoyed at her for doing just that. Every time he tasked himself with paperwork the white sheet would remind him of her fingers twisting in their sheets as he spanked her or of her own pale, creamy skin he loved to turn different shades of red.
That was the color he saw as he opened message that had an attachment following the text “Since you didn’t let me finish lunch…”. He had an inkling of an idea of what it would contain as he clicked in and the resulting stiffness in his pants confirmed his suspicions.
Madison was on her knees, blouse partly undone and she had cum oozing out of and around her mouth, dripping off of her chin. Her tongue was out as well, and the corners of her pink lips were turned up in a mischievous, slutty grin.
He couldn’t stop the groan that seeing his little whore presenting herself after being used brought. It must’ve been Walter’s cum, since he recognized her office’s bathroom stall. Madison had had him before but only whenever Andrew wanted her to. She had never gone and whored herself out on her own and it was driving him crazy in more ways than one as he stared at the photo. Oh how that little girl had hell to pay.
An hour left of work and the rush of sucking Walter’s cock without Andrew’s express permission having worn off had Madison growing increasingly worried. Andrew hadn’t responded at all, yet her phone indicated that he had both received and read her messages. Half a dozen times she had started to type out something new, an extra taunt, an apology, a nonchalant detail about her day. Anything to break this deafening silence that he left her in. Every time she got halfway through the message she’d erase it and put her phone down.
Had she pushed him too far? Was this an undercovered line that she had crossed? Madison shook her head, clearing the doubt from her mind. Andrew had thicker skin than that. He embodied confidence and it was his idea in the first place to mess around with her coworker. She had feigned being difficult before, pushing his buttons and bratting out but he was always able to set her straight and her resistances always crumbled. But not this time. Madison was determined not to give in, no matter what. She wanted to be broken, to be shattered. And that meant she couldn’t let the quiet before the storm be her undoing.
Andrew had trouble keeping his erection down as he switched off his car and approached their front door. He had been having trouble with that all day as a matter of fact and he couldn’t wait to fuck her bratty little brains out. That would only happen after she was battered, bruised and a crying, blubbering mess though. For half a second he considered what he would do if he opened the door to find her in her expected position; on her knees, naked with a chilled three fingers glass of his favorite whisky. If she had chickened out, if her bravado had failed her in the few hours between lunch and now. He’d still punish her, yes, he thought, but he’d be lenient.
The door swung open slowly on its hinges and despite his calm outer appearance he had held his breath in anticipation. His thought had been wrong, and that was delightfully irksome. The entranceway stood empty and void of his submissive doing what was required of her. He dropped his bag by the door. The battle of wills was about to begin.
Andrew heard his footsteps echo through the hallway and he liked that it announced his presence. This was his house, he was in control here, as he had been ever since they had signed their contract and she had given him that power. If she had the gall to challenge his authority he had no issue setting her straight. And there she was, her position actually catching him off guard ever so slightly. Madison’s feet were raised onto the counter, crossed over one another as she sat back on the barstool casually. In her hand was a clear drink with a rogue lime drifting around within a small icefield. She allowed him the briefest of smiles as she said “Welcome home, Drew.”
“Where’s my drink?” He asked cooly, knowing the answer before she spoke.
His gaze was piercing, and Madison shifted quietly in her seat, meeting it as best as she could. She hoped that he couldn’t hear her heart racing inside of her chest and that there wasn’t a tremor in her voice. She decided to keep it short. “It’s in the bottle. You remember how to pour one, right?”
He mentally noted the slight shake in her hand as she casually sipped her drink, peering at him from over her glass. He kept a straight face but internally grinned; without the armor of being in public or hiding behind a wall of text she knew she was vulnerable. Andrew turned away from her to let himself finally smile, knowing how he’d be exploiting every crevice of that vulnerability. That smile, however, turned into a scowl when he made it to the sink and saw the pile of ice slowly melting inside it. He knew it wasn’t worth looking in the freezer for more as Madison made the ice within her glass clink obnoxiously.
Andrew gritted his teeth before turning back to her. “It isn’t going to make itself, you know.”
She continued to sip her drink and shrugged, agreeing with a smirk “No, it isn’t.”
Her eyes followed him as he slowly rounded the corner. She felt all of her muscles tense at once and she willed them to relax as he drew nearer. Andrew stopped mere inches from her, his height forcing her to tilt her head upward to maintain eye contact. The clinking in the glass had quieted as she had put it on the counter, having noticed her hand was betraying her.
He brought his hand up to her face and she flinched instinctively, expecting a harsh slap. Instead, his fingers lightly brushed some hair from her cheek, tucking it behind her ear. Normally this would be disarming but Madison could see the flames dancing behind his eyes. In that moment, he terrified her with that gentle gesture.
“Make my drink, Maddie. Now.” His voice was chilling, the opposite feeling of his fingers, which hovered by her ear, softly stroking the side of her head.
“No.” Madison had steeled herself all day for this and she was not going to let him win this easily.
“I didn’t quite catch that Madison, try again.”
“N-no Drew. Make your ow—aaahh!” He had allowed her that much time to speak before his hand snaked behind her head and grasped a fistful of her hair and yanking downwards in the same motion. She shrieked as she fell from the barstool and barely caught herself on her knees. Andrew walked back around the counter to where the whisky bottle sat, not paying the slightest bit of attention to Madison’s hissing and complaining as he dragged her along.
He lifted her head up enough to allow her to stand on her feet and then threw her against the counter, pinning her against it with his hips. He knew she could feel his hardon pressed between her cheeks and he didn’t have to see her face to know it had an effect on her.
“Make the drink, Madison.” He growled into her ear and he savored the shiver that ran down her spine. Andrew watched as her trembling hand grasped the neck of the bottle, his own still fully entrenched in her hair. He kept it taut and smiled as she whimpered. That made his cock twitch.
She tipped the bottle towards the glass, some spilling out on the counter before her aim improved. When it was three fingers tall she hesitated, allowing some more to flow into the cup. Andrew yanked her hair to snap her back to her task and with a yelp she dropped the bottle onto the counter, the glass wobbling before settling.
“Now hand me my drink, slut.” He commanded without removing his hand. She took the almost full glass in her left hand and made a show of handing it over her shoulder to his free hand just before tipping it sharply and splashing every last drop onto Andrew.
The shock from the splash was enough to loosen his grip and with a backwards thrust Madison managed to free herself from between a rock and a hard place. That freedom was short lived as he lashed out, grabbing her upper arm to the point where she knew it’d bruise and he tore her down to the floor.
The side of his face dripped whisky and his blue shirt reeked of the stuff. Her hands tried to pry at his grip on her arm but they changed their target as soon as his other found her throat. Madison’s eyes grew wide and she gasped as he glared down at her, absolutely seething.
“You fucking brat. How much did you think you’d get away with today, huh? What were you thinking while you defied me continually?” He put pressure on her throat, cutting off her air. He growled moving closer to her face and he whispered, “I’ll fucking tell you: nothing. Because you’re incapable of thought and understanding that your actions have consequences. And you have completely fucked yourself over, brat.”
When he saw her color change and her gasps becoming more frantic he let up enough for her to rasp out, “fuck you and what you ‘know’”. Andrew bared his teeth and tossed her onto her stomach, bringing his knee down on the small of her back and trapping her there. She struggled under him as he reached up and into the sink, grabbing a fistful of ice and twisting back to rip the top of her leggings up and depositing it under her panties. He had heard some of the stitching tear after he had released the band and it didn’t quite snap back as it should have.
“Andrew!! Get off of me!” she yelled and writhed, trying to upset him. Having one foot firmly on the ground, that was unlikely. He took hold of the bottle of whisky and found her hair again, keeping her pinned to the wet spot on the floor. The ice burned as it slowly melted against the heat of her core, sending prickles into her skin and tender flesh as it soaked her pants.
She started sputtering as soon as he tipped the bottle over her face, letting the amber liquid splatter on her nose, cheek and mouth. The smell was overwhelming and some got into her nose, making her cough worse. When he put the bottle back onto the counter, Madison was laying face down in a considerable puddle of the stuff and was still gagging. He reached back and pressed his fingers through the thin fabric of her pants in hopes of pushing some ice between her folds, which felt like they were on fire.
“You’re disgusting, you know that? You’re wetter than you’ve been in a year and it isn’t because of my drink. Does fucking around with your coworker behind my back excite you that much?”
When she opened her mouth to protest he shoved her lips into the puddle, forcing her to choke some down. When he yanked her head back up she let out a strained groan and shook her head. His probing fingers stroked her hidden lips, the ice having chilled his fingertips he could only imagine how cold she felt and it delighted him to no end.
Madison could feel the alcohol having some effect on her and she knew that that wasn’t good. She needed to be sharp, because he was always sharper and always frustratingly a step ahead of her. Sharp.. it annoyed her that the answer to her dilemma took so long to get to her. While his hands both held and violated her she dared glance at the counter. If she could reach just a tad past where she could see she had a chance. She stifled a moan as he pinched her frozen little nub between her his nails. She pleaded weakly, as if he had broken her already. The look of disappointment on his face was one she cherished. For once, she might’ve just outmaneuvered this man.
“S-sir, I’m s-sorry I was a brat.” she whimpered, looking up at him with doe eyes. His were still aflame as his fingers scratched at her lips, making her body twitch in response.
Madison waited with bated breath for his grip to loosen from her hair, and it did as it trailed down her spine to her pants, pulling them down to her thighs to reveal her wet, discolored panties. They were nearly translucent now and he was occupied with her cameltoe as he said with an air of certainty “You’ve yet to pay for your transgressions, slut. Save your apologies for after I’m done with you.”
As soon as she heard him trail off she shoved herself upward, lunging straight up and reached onto the counter for a handle of any sort. Once her fingers brushed one she latched on and pulled it out, the metal making a sound as the knife was drawn from its resting place. Andrew cursed in surprise as Madison held it against her chest, business end pointed at him. She hadn’t accounted for her pants being partly pulled down and she stumbled backwards out of the kitchen and into the hall, scrambling to her feet.
It started as a low chuckle, one that rumbled and grew in depth as Andrew rose and followed her shrinking form to the bedroom. The laughter shook her to the core as she threatened him with the knife. His hand was on his belt buckle, slowly unclasping it as he stalked her and making sure she heard every loop the leather was pulled through.
“Why? So you can dry up like the desert? So you can go back to being a whore and doing whatever the fuck you want?” he doubled the belt over and snapped it together, the crack making her jump and nearly fall onto the bed. The knife shook in her hand as he advanced. The bulge in his pants had resurfaced as he knew exactly how this would pan out and he liked the idea of using her tears as lube for when he took her.
He didn’t stop once he got to arms distance. No, Andrew only stopped when the blade indented his shirt as he looked down at her disheveled figure. She hadn’t managed to either take her pants off fully or pull them back up during her short flight and if he had any pity in him it would have been then that he gave it to her. But he had none to give that day.
He snatched her wrist and twisted it backwards painfully, his larger hand keeping the knife firmly in her hand. Madison gasped and tried to pull away but she froze the moment the tip of the blade touched her navel. Her eyes dropped to where the metal hugged the cloth of her shirt.
He started to sing while tugging it upwards, his voice dark and melodic, “The itsy bitsy brat crawled up to bitch and pout..” He let the tip trail up her stomach as the shirt gathered and resisted before succumbing to the sharp knife.
“Down came the pain to beat the brat out…” Madison’s knees grew weak as they both watched and listened to the fibers of her shirt tear until a final flick of both of their wrists cut the collar of it off, exposing her bra-clad chest.
He eyed her like one would meat as he continued, “Out came the belt and the bitch cried in vain”. He brought the knife to the center of her bra, and cut through it as he whispered the last line “And the itsy bitsy brat couldn’t walk again..” before pushing her down onto the bed and immediately bringing his belt down across her thighs forcing a frightful yelp from her.
He swung higher and let the leather bite into her chest, clipping one of her nipples and producing another cry from her. She covered her chest with her arms, blocking the next lash and taking it on her elbow instead.
“Y-you’re weak, Andrew!” she spat out at him, her voice quivering. She saw his anger flair up and felt his nails nearly break the skin on her knee as he pried her legs open. His muscles strained to hold her leg awry as he swiped the belt in between her legs, aiming for her pink center. Madison shrieked when it collided on her inner thigh, the stinging sharp and it hurt whenever she struggled to close her legs. They battled like this for some time, Madison receiving six or seven lashes to her inner thighs and some to her pussy. Seeing the red belt marks run across her pale leg only to disappear under her panties made his cock ache.
The next blow landed too high and Madison had wriggled out of his hold, clamping her thighs on the belt and grasping at it with her hands. She was panting heavily, her brow creased with sweat from both pain and effort. She glared at him over her knees that sat high on her heaving chest. He tugged and jerked on the belt to no avail and growled at her. His eyes flickered lower and the grimace grew in wickedness as he knew how to turn the tables again.
“You think I’m weak? Let me show you something slut.”
He kept his hold on the belt and using a finger he shoved the thin dripping cloth aside in order to expose her two holes. Her pussy was a dark shade of pink, she was so incredibly wet her belt marked lips shimmered and even had some juices kissing her tight winking starfish. Andrew licked his lips, he wanted more than anything to shove his fingers in there and to make her scream but good things came to those who waited. Besides, he wanted that to hurt as much as possible, but pain wasn’t the goal here. The slick sound that filled the air as his three fingers entered her snatch brought a wave of shame over her just as he had hoped. She couldn’t hold the pleasured groan as he fingered her g spot harshly.
When Andrew pressed his thumb into her clit he leaned down he sneered at her, his words stinging just as sharp as the leather had, “I’m not the one moaning like a two cent whore, quivering around my fingers ready to burst at a moment’s notice. I bet if I told you to cum now, you’d break, wouldn’t you, Maddie? You’d lie on your back like you are now and you’d cream all over my hand and I would win. You want me to win, don’t you? You always do.”
Madison had been fighting her urges to moan, to beg, to give him what he wanted. She hated him in that moment, his smugness clear in his voice and in each thrust. He was right and they both knew it. Her submissive nature screamed at her to submit to him and yet just as loudly her pride wouldn’t let her. She was so focused on her internal struggle that the grip on the belt loosened and her lips parted in an exasperated sigh as it slipped through her fingers and over her occupied cunt. Andrew grinned and withdrew his hand, slapping her pussy hard and making her jump from shock with the sudden transition from pleasure to pain.
“There… doesn’t it feel good to give up control, slut?”
With his small victory fueling him, Andrew dug his fingers into her hip and rolled her onto her knees, the belt finding her covered ass immediately. He gripped the top of her panties and pulled them tight enough to wedge them between her cheeks as he rained hellfire upon her right cheek. She bucked, squirmed and yelled as he struck her time and time again, enough that he lost track himself. The thin cloth that was stuck deep in her folds had her in tears, the pressure on her belted pussy alongside the spanking was proving too much. The friction on her clit wasn’t helping her case either and her mind was growing fuzzy.
When welts began to appear on her red and purple cheek he yanked the cloth harder, dropping the belt and reaching for the knife. He was panting slightly from effort as she wailed into the bed.
“I think I’ve earned a reward, don’t you, brat?” he asked, unzipping and finally freeing his cock. He cut her panties from where they were caught in her crotch and Madison pleaded with him to be careful. Andrew recalled his earlier thought and switched tools so he could loop the belt around her neck. Pulling it tight and forcing her to arch her back upwards, he slapped her tear stained cheek as he barked “I asked you a goddamn question!”
“F-fuck you…” She squeaked out of her fear constricted throat. The slap was followed by another and another, renewing a fresh wave of sobs from her. Andrew brought his hand down to his throbbing shaft and rubbed her tears onto his head. He then backhanded her welted asscheek and she shrieked.
That shriek didn’t compare to the shrill noise that erupted from her as Andrew barely took the time to spread her cheeks before plummeting himself balls deep in her asshole, breaking past her rim without a care for her welfare. He grimaced as it hurt him to a degree as well but feeling her cavern writhe and clench around him that pain was soon forgotten.
The grip on the belt tightened and brought her back up against his chest. She tried to protest but started choking as his pussy drenched fingers found their way into her mouth, pulling her onto his shaft as he fucked her fast and hard while her body did what it could to adjust to his assault. Madison groaned with delirious pain, she felt herself slipping and she feared that if he forced an orgasm out of her she wouldn’t be able to fight anymore. After everything that had happened already, she felt like a ticking time bomb whose fuse was already lit.
He groaned himself, she had had him on edge all day and he was finally able to extract pleasure from his teasing little bitch. He released her from the degrading fishhook and shoved her shoulders down, forcing her to catch herself on her hands to prevent the belt from choking her too much.
“It feels good, right? Being put in your place and being used like you were meant to be? You crave this abuse, my slutty little Maddie. You’ve asked for it all day. Well. Here. It. Is.” the last four words were accompanied not only by vigorous thrusts into her bleeding hole, but with four harsh slaps onto her welts, making her cry out with each one.
Madison so desperately wanted to drop her head into the bed and give in to the pained pleasure. That combination was almost as toxic as his words seeping into her ears and she struggled to focus on how to free herself. She looked over her shoulder and watched as he fucked her in a frenzy finally released after being pent up for so long. Her body ached at her and it was almost a blessing that she felt the belt loosen around her neck as Andrew’s hand abandoned it in favor of her other hip. That meant that she had a better chance of escaping but now he was able to really dig into her and she was crying from pain more often than simply breathing.
His thrusts grew more jagged and Madison knew that this was her only shot at getting away. She felt him tense up, lost in his favorite hole of hers and she did the first thing that came to mind. She wrapped her legs around him and threw all of her weight towards the end of the bed. Andrew slipped out of her with an angered cry as his momentum was lost and so was his prey. She collapsed atop of him in the briefest of moments before sprinting into the bathroom, discarding the belt along the way.
Madison hadn’t thought this through completely. She knew there was a door in there that could potentially be slammed on his face as he pursued her but this was also the end of the road. There was no way out except back into the wolves’ den. She fell onto the floor and dragged herself towards the tub. She was crying again, and shaking as she did. When she looked up Andrew was towering in the doorway, the slightest hint of red on his shaft. When a bright droplet dripped off his head and splattered on the white tile, it took her heart with it.
“You still haven’t gotten it through your thick skull yet, have you? You can never win here. You will never win here, brat. I own you. Your thoughts, your body, your will. It’s all mine, and I’ll break you as much as I fucking have to to show you that.”
Andrew lept for her and did what she hadn’t anticipated, he grabbed her leggings and twisted them to prevent them from falling off as he dragged her towards him on her knees. Madison’s nails helplessly scratched the tiles for something to hold to no avail. She heard him open the cabinet and make a clicking noise with his tongue, as if he was ***********ing a mid afternoon snack instead of an instrument of torture.
“OooOoh look at this! You know, slut, if I haven’t had already opened up your tight little asshole, I’d imagine this would be really fucking painful. I bet it will hurt anyway. Rate it on a scale of one to ten, yeah?”
On the word “ten” he had pushed the cylindrical tip into the small gape he had made and shoved it in unceremoniously. It was in the silence after inserting the curling iron that he heard every disobedient, bratty bone in her breaking. Madison’s heart seized in her chest as she looked over her shoulder and the sobs died in her throat. Andrew’s attention wasn’t on the sodomy he was committing, it was on the plug of which he inserted in the wall after locking eyes with her and grinning wickedly. The clicking of the switch on the iron immediately shifted her demeanor from her disobedience to scared and cowering mouse seized in the jaws of her predator. He had finally broken her.
She shrieked his name and tried to pull the curling iron out of her but his grip on the handle was much firmer than any she could manage. He mockingly thanked her for helping push it deeper inside of her.
“It’s only a matter of time before we sear your fuckhole shut, slut. Then what good would you be to me? Can you answer me that, brat?’
Her lamenting was music to his ears. She hadn’t seen him trip the safety gci before he plugged it in and he was almost certain she was going to pee herself. He dragged her closer still and lined his cock up to her abused pink snatch. He thrust himself inside and she quivered around his shaft delightfully. She was crying and pleading for him to pull it out of her.
“Shut up cunt. I need to get off quick or I’ll burn myself. Wouldn’t want that, would we?” He began thrusting himself in tandem with the curling iron into the sobbing mess of a girl. Her head had fallen onto the floor, accepting her fate and giving up all hope of changing it. Seeing her so defeated turned Andrew on so much that with a few short thrusts and grunts he came deep inside her pussy.
When he withdrew his shaft he also pulled out the curling iron and slapped her purple cheek with it.
He ordered shortly “Get the fuck in the bathtub and don’t fucking think of moving.’ As she scurried to obey he flipped the switch on the wall and rested the curling iron on it’s stand. He left the room and her shivering and sobbing quietly to herself.
Madison was reduced to hiccups by the time he returned. Andrew had a pair of cuffs and had no trouble cuffing her to the pipe in the shower. She whimpered an apology for her behavior and he laughed at her, the noise stinging her being.
“It was way too late for apologies, slut. So now, you’ll stay here and be nothing more than a fixture in the bathroom. Well, I guess you are a little more than that. Here, I got something else for you. Spread your legs, cunt.’
She did as she was told, her thighs shaking slightly as they revealed her pussy, cum oozing slowly out of it. He took a box from the counter and dumped it’s its contents between her legs, the remains of her salad littering her body and the tub below it.
“Silly me, I forgot to pack the dressing. No matter. I’ve got something fresher.” Andrew had his shaft back in his hand and he toyed with it a bit before a yellow stream poured out of him and onto her stomach. Madison groaned with humiliation as he lowered his aim to dampen her cunt further and to coat some of the greens on her.
Madison was crying again from shame as he crouched down and took one soaked leaf, dipped it in her pussy to extract some cum and he shoved it into her mouth. She gagged on the repulsive flavor but swallowed it and croaked out a thank you sir.
“You will be staying here tonight, Madison. To think about what you’ve done today and for me to use whenever I need a cumrag or a toilet. Because that is all you are.” Andrew didn’t look at her as he flicked his fingers towards the curling iron, some liquid striking it and creating steam that made her cower into the tub further.
He shut the light off and left her in the darkness. She sat there sniffling and whimpering, doing what she could to wrap her chained arms around herself. She shivered and released the occasional lamented moan. Madison felt cold and yet on fire all at once. Inside, she tormented herself, her shattered psyche taking just as much of a beating as her body had. It pained her that she had been this disobedient, that she had fought him that much.
The two times she had cried herself to sleep he had woken her up with either another torrent of piss or he pulled her up and over the side of the tub to fuck her ass again, leaving a large load inside of it. When he had woken her with his wet stream, he had aimed for her face and startled her awake. The look of disappointment on his crushed what was left of her and before he had finished peeing her sobbing apologies had started and had accompanied him out the door. He hadn’t said a single word to her but that look he had given her haunted her well into her fitful slumber.
The second time, after he had cum inside of her asshole he had decided to remind her of why she was being punished, for each rule she broke and for each atrocity she had committed. He had then spanked her left cheek with his hand until he was ready for round three and he emptied what was left in his balls down her throat. By then Madison had no more tears to cry and her mind was numb.
Andrew hasn’t slept a wink, listening to her every sound in the bathroom when he heard her cry out their safeword sometime after 4am. He rushed to her side with the key in the lock to her cuffs. He softly reassured her that he was there for her as he climbed into the tub and held her.
Andrew turned on the water to warm her as he stroked her matted hair and kissed her head. She cried into his chest as he gently lathered soap on her back and washed her of filth and grime. Andrew spoke to her soothingly, telling her he was proud that she had fought so well and that she held out for so long, that she had surprised him with her tenacity. He added in that that was one of the things he admired about her, and that he was certain that she would think twice about the lessons she had learned today. When her sniffling had subsided, he cupped her chin and lifted her head towards his and he whispered “You’ll be my good girl from now on?”
“Y-yes Sir,” she said with a broken smile, quite possibly the most beautiful one he had seen adorn her face. He kissed her forehead again and kept her close for the rest of the night.
Audrey gives her boys a birthday present they will never forget.Mommy’s twisted birthday present
An original story by Starrynight.
Audrey felt her eyes closing as she tiredly dragged herself up the stairs all the way to the third floor. She fumbled through her purse for the keys and unlocked the door. She put her purse down and yawned as she looked around her tiny two-bedroom apartment. It was 7 am and the stuffy little house was silent. Audrey quietly stepped over to her small bedroom and removed her jacket. She was wearing her nurse’s uniform underneath, and although she was dead tired after her nightshift, she told herself she had to take a shower before going to bed.
Audrey unfastened the clip that loosely held her hair together and let her long black hair fall. She stepped out of her shoes, removed her light blue shirt and dark blue pants, and grabbed her towels. She was wearing a white undershirt, white cotton panties and was barefoot as she made her way to the bathroom, her towels in hand. She knew her boys usually woke up at around seven thirty and was pretty sure that she would not run into them on her way to the bathroom, but even if she did, she was too tired to care.
After walking into the bathroom, Audrey closed the door and hung her towels on the hangers. She looked at the busted lock and shook her head in anger. It was busted for almost a year now, yet her asshole of a landlord refused to fix it.
Audrey faced the mirror, looking at the bags under her eyes and gave herself a tired smile as she began undressing. She quickly removed the undershirt, crème colored bra and panties and threw them in the hamper before giving her naked body a quick glance.
At the age of thirty-eight, Audrey had body she was relatively happy with. She was five foot three and weighed 126 pounds. She had long shiny black hair, hazel eyes and a pair of 34b sized breasts with very little sag. Her stomach was not as flat as she would’ve liked, but she couldn’t complain about it. When she was younger Audrey was a dancer, and her body still had a dancer’s figure, with tone legs and a small tight ass.
Audrey got the shower running and put the toilet sit down while she waited for it to warm up. She emptied her bladder before stepping under the warm water and closing her eyes. Audrey was a single mother, living with her two sons in a shitty apartment she could barely afford in a bad neighborhood. Her husband left them almost ten years ago for no apparent reason, and ever since, she did everything she could to provide for her family. She picked up as many shifts as she could, but even with that, they barely had enough money to make it through each month. It was not where she wanted to be in life, and tears filled her eyes at the thought.
As Audrey wallowed in the warm water, a gentle knock on the door woke her. “Mom, can I use the bathroom?” her son asked from the other side of the door.
“Yeah, okay” she answered back and heard the door open and close as her son walked in. She made out the outline of his figure through the opaque shower curtain, just like he could make out hers as he took his place in front of the toilet, pulled up the seat, pulled his penis out and proceeded to take a leak, making sure to position his back to the shower. While this was not something that happened often, it was not uncommon for her and one of her sons to share the bathroom while she was returning or getting ready for work while they got ready for school.
“How was work?” her son asked her.
“It was fine sweetie” she answered and shut off the water. “Don’t turn around” she told her son as she moved the curtain aside and stepped out. The bathroom was very small, and she was standing almost back to back with her son as he finished relieving himself and shook the last drops. Audrey grabbed the smaller towel and wrapped it around her wet hair while facing the sink and mirror. She could see her son’s backside in the mirror and noticed him turning his head to look back at her.
“Can I turn around yet?” Chris asked and quickly turned his head back away.
“Just a sec” Audrey said, grabbing the large towel. She wrapped it around her body, covering her from her boobs to mid-thigh. “Go ahead” Audrey said and her son turned around to look at her from only inches away.
“Going to bed mom?” he asked, and his mother nodded. He grabbed his toothbrush just as his mother opened the bathroom door and stepped out to the small hall.
“Morning mom” said Tony, her other son, as he stepped out of the bedroom he and his brother shared, in just a pair of loose boxers.
“Morning honey” she said with a tired smile and thought she noticed her son’s eyes briefly move to the exposed top part of her tits, the rest of her covered by the towel. She thought nothing of it and made her way to her bedroom while thinking how much she loved her two boys.
Chris and Tony were twins, identical twins to be exact. They were both seniors in high school and to her delight and relief they both managed to get full scholarships to college. Although they were identical twins, they were very different from one another. Tony, the older of the two by twelve minutes, was the athletic one. At six feet and 180 pounds, he was the best football player on the school team and got a football scholarship at an average college in the state. He had his mother’s hazel eyes and kept his light brown hair cut short.
His brother, Chris, was the smart academic one. He had the same build as his brother, but not as muscular. As opposed to his brother, he grew out his hair and had a short-trimmed beard, giving him the general look of a British author. He got a full academic scholarship to a good college, mostly because of the excellent essay he wrote for the application.
Audrey closed her bedroom door behind her as the house filled with the noises of the boys getting ready for school. She dried her hair, removed the towel, slipped on a pair of clean black panties, a purple bra and got between the covers. She was asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.
Later that day, after waking up, Audrey cleaned the house and thought what to do for the boys’ upcoming birthday. She was ashamed by the fact that she couldn’t afford any birthday present for either of them and tried to calculate what she could afford.
She left for work before her sons returned from their afterschool activities, and throughout her shift she felt bad about not being able to get them anything. When she got back home around 2 in the morning, her boys were already fast asleep.
She took a quick shower, washing the hospital smell off her. After stepping out of the shower, she dried her hair with the small towel, used the larger one to dry the rest of her body, then hung them both and looked at her naked reflection in the mirror, studying it. She slid her right hand over her boobs, squeezing them gently, and continued moving it down. She kept looking at the mirror as she slid her hand along her stomach and brushed her fingers through her full dark bush. She rarely bothered trimming her pubic hair. No man has been between her legs since her husband left, and she didn’t think one was going to be anytime soon.
While still looking at the mirror, Audrey turned her body around. She rose to stand on her tip toes and stuck her butt out as she studied it. It was a shame she had no guy to see it, and placed her hand on her right cheek, squeezing it to her amusement. She turned back around and just as she slid a hand to her vulva, a thought popped into her mind.
Audrey spread the lips of her labia to the mirror, exposing the pink interior to herself and thought back to earlier that day. She thought of her son turning around and glimpsing her naked bottom, and her other son checking her out just after. Her tired mind thought nothing of it at the time, but now she was giving it another thought, and a nervous feeling filled her stomach.
She grabbed the wet towels in her hand and allowed herself to leave the bathroom naked. Her mind raced as she made her way to the bedroom and she felt flustered as she put on panties and a bra and got into bed. The following day was her boys’ birthday, and as tired as she was she couldn’t fall asleep, her mind racing with the new idea. Maybe she could give her boys a birthday present after all.
The following day Audrey woke up to a quiet house. Her sons were already at school and she took extra shifts the previous days, so she would have the day off to celebrate his boys’ birthday. She fixed herself a small breakfast and thoroughly took care of the household chores after. Her sons told her they were going out to celebrate with friends after school, and they would be home later.
At around six o’clock Chris walked through the door with a big smile on. His mother greeted him with a hug, a kiss on each cheek and wished him a happy birthday. She noted how big her son got, and when his twin brother walked in a few minutes after, he received a similar treatment.
Audrey told her boys to go wash up and said she would back shortly. Her head was spinning as she picked up some burgers and cake, still not completely sure about the birthday present and what her boys would think of it.
When she got back home, her sons already set the table and they sat down to have dinner. She got burgers, fries and milkshakes from their favorite place, and they ate happily around the small dinner table. Afterwards, Audrey brought out the cake and sang her boys happy birthday while she put some old candles on it for them to blow out.
“Thanks mom, everything was great” Tony told his mother after finishing a large piece of cake and slurping the last of his milkshake.
“Yeah mom, thanks” Chris added as he too finished the last crumbs off his plate.
Audrey looked at her two boys, all grown up now, and was very nervous as she spoke her next words. “Boys, why don’t you move to the couch. I will be right back with your…present” she said with a gulp and blushed.
“Mom, you really didn’t have to” Chris told his mom in a loving tone. Both he and his brother knew they had no money to spare and neither was expecting a present.
“It’s your last birthday at home,” Audrey said stuttering a little “I had to get you some sort of present” she said trying to hide how nervous she was. “I’ll be right back” she said and went to her room while her sons moved to the couch.
Audrey was so nervous she started to hyperventilate as she walked into her bedroom and closed the door behind her. She took a few breaths to calm herself down, then stripped out of her clothes until she was completely naked. She picked up a pair of matching black lace bra and panties she hasn’t wore in ages and put them on. They hugged her breasts and ass tightly and made Audrey feel sexy. She stood in her room in the underwear, building up the courage to go back to her boys before finally opening the door and stepping out.
Audrey was trying her best to look at ease as she made her way to living room. Her sons were talking amongst themselves and didn’t really notice her at first. When they finally turned to face her, their eyes went wide.
“Mom, what are doing?” Tony asked shocked. They have seen their mother in just her underwear a few times on her way to or from the bathroom, but this was something completely different.
“Giving you your present” Audrey said as her heart pounded in her chest.
“Wha…what do you mean?” Chris managed to say nervously.
“I hope I’m not too far off base here,” she started saying nervously “but I’m pretty sure I noticed both of you checking me out lately,” she said. Her sons looked at each other, exchanging guilty looks, and she knew she was right, “and I really wanted to get you something for your birthday, but we can’t afford that, so I thought I would be your present” she said, her throat going dry as she looked at her boys. She noticed a bulge starting to form in their pants as they looked at her standing in front of them in just her underwear.
“But mom, you know I have a girlfriend” Tony said in a shaky voice. They were dating for only about a month, and it sounded like he almost regretted her.
“I won’t tell her of you don’t” Audrey heard herself say.
“Tell her what?” Chris burst out “Are you really serious about this mom? What were you planning on us doing?” Christ continued asking. He didn’t believe his mother was actually doing this, and even if she was, he wasn’t sure how far she was planning on going with them.
“I am serious about this,” Audrey told her son while looking him in the eyes “as I said, I’m your birthday present, I’m here for you to enjoy me however you like” she said, and her sons stayed silent as they kept looking at her shocked. “How about we start with you loosing your pants?” Audrey said.
Chris and Tony looked at each other nervously and neither one of them spoke. Their gazes moved between each other, and their mother standing in front of them until Chris was the first to act. He rose to his feet and pushed the coffee table to the side. He looked at his mother, then at his brother who was still sitting and began to unbuckle his jeans. He released the top button, pulled down the zipper and pulled his pants down to his knees. His cock was hard, creating a tent in his boxers, and his mother took another step towards him.
“You sure about this mom?” Chris asked and when he saw her nod, he pulled his boxers down to his knees, exposing his very hard penis to his mother’s eyes.
Audrey looked at her son’s average five-and-a-half-inch dick and was surprised to find herself getting aroused by it. She gave her boy a look before getting on her knees at his feet. She closed a hand around her son’s shaft and heard him gasp at her touch.
Audrey was amazed how much her son had grown. The last time she saw his penis was when he was a little boy. Now he had a penis of a full-grown man, dark pubic hair surrounding the base and balls. She gave her son’s pole a few strokes, then moved her mouth to it and took it in her mouth.
“Oh god mom” Chris moaned in pleasure as his mom engulfed his manhood with her mouth. He closed his eyes, not believing this was really happening, and groaned as his mother took half of his length into her mouth and sucked on it.
Tony’s cock instantly became rock hard in his pants as he watched his mom take his brother’s cock in her mouth next to him. He liked his current girlfriend and didn’t want to cheat on her, and the thought of doing something sexual with his mother bothered him, no matter how attractive he found her. But as he looked at his brother getting a blowjob from her, he couldn’t resist.
Audrey pulled her mouth off her son’s cock and continued stroking it when she noticed her other son rising to his feet to his right. He looked down at her, the bulge in his pants looking larger and began to unbutton them. He opened his pants, looked down at her, and with one motion pulled his pants and underwear all the way down.
Audrey felt her panties getting moist as Tony presented his cock to her. It was very similar to his brother’s in length and girth, maybe just a bit shorter, and she looked up at him before closing her free hand around it. She was glad both her young men decided to accept her birthday gift to them, but it felt weird having her sons’ hard cock in each hand, stroking them. She tugged on their shafts a few times, then moved her mouth over to Tony’s and licked the head of his cock.
“Oh yes” Tony moaned as she took his cock deeper into her mouth. He looked at her as she began to bob her head up and down it while she had a hand on his brother’s cock jerking him.
Audrey sucked on Tony’s dick for another minute before pulling her mouth off. She held each of her sons’ hard cocks in her hand and jerked them as they moaned, looking at the pleasure on their handsome faces. She kept this up for a few more minutes, jerking them off while rotating her mouth from one cock to the other, giving each a few licks and sucks before switching.
After a few minutes of blowing her twin boys, Chris was the first to break. She was hungrily sucking his cock when he began to grunt.
“Oh fuck mom, I’m gonna cum” he moaned and looked down at her as she continued blowing him. “Fuuuccckkk!” he called out as his body burned with pleasure and he began shooting his load in her mouth. He was cumming so hard his body was shaking, and his mother could barely contain it in her mouth. When he finally finished ejaculating, Audrey pulled her mouth of him, looked up at him and swallowed his sperm as he looked at her amazed.
“Oh god!” Tony called out as he watched his mother swallow his brother’s load. It was so hot he couldn’t hold back and started cumming with his mom barely stroking him. Audrey quickly noticed and went back to enthusiastically jerking his dick as he squirted his cum all over her. He groaned with pleasure as he came, his first two loads splattering across her face while the rest sprayed the top of her breasts and her bra.
“Sorry mom” Tony said looking embarrassed at his cum covered mother. He stepped out from his pants and boxers and grabbed some paper towels from the kitchen which he handed her.
“It’s okay baby” Audrey told her son and wiped his sticky matter off her face and body. She rose back to her feet and walked to the kitchen to throw the towels away. When she returned, her sons were sitting on the sofa, both with just their shirts on and Chris’s shaft already beginning to harden again.
“You can take off your shirts” she told her sons, and both quickly removed their shirts without even bothering getting up. Her two boys were now sitting in front of her as naked as the day they came out of her.
Tony naturally had a very strong muscular upper body, with big biceps, nice pecks and hard abs. His brother, while not as athletic and muscular as his brother also had a good build, and looking at them both sitting there naked, really turned her on.
Audrey noticed she was still in her bra and panties as her boys looked up at her with lust in their eyes. “I think it’s time to unwrap your present” Audrey said as they gawked at her. She was feeling much more at ease after making them both cum and found herself looking forward to her sons exploring her intimate hole.
She gave her sons a final look then began strip. She started out by moving her hands behind her back and unclasping her bra as her sons watched mesmerized. She pulled her hands through the straps, holding the cups over her breasts, then let it fall to the floor, exposing her boobs to her children. Her boobs were topped with large red areolas and her medium sized nipples were rock hard. She smiled as noticed the boys’ mouths almost watering to the sight of her bare tits.
“You two had a hard time giving up sucking on these when you were young” she told her children as she caressed her beautiful natural breasts.
“Yeah, I can see why” Tony said and his brother chuckled next to him, both looking at their mother’s titties. Audrey noticed Tony was also starting to get hard and smiled to herself as she moved her hands to her panties. She looked down as she placed her fingers inside the waistband then slowly pulled them off.
Audrey could feel her boys’ eyes on her pussy as she revealed it to them. Earlier that day she trimmed her bush, leaving a sexy thin triangle of pubic hair where her matted thick bush was. She looked up at her boys and both their cocks were hard again, their eyes looking at the enticing triangle between her legs.
“Who wants to go first?” Audrey asked and took a step towards her children. They both remained silent. “Do you want me to choose?” she asked, moving her gaze between them as they both stroked their hard cocks and nodded. “Okay, then I guess it’s only fair that I start with Tony this time” she said and took the final step towards them. She climbed onto the couch between her sons and moved so she was above Tony. She noticed his eyes lock on her vulva and started rubbing it as she lowered herself onto her son.
Tony stopped stroking his dick and just held it up for his mom. He didn’t believe he was actually about to have sex with her. His penis twitched with anticipation as her vagina neared it, and he let out a deep breath when he felt his tip encounter her soft skin.
Audrey looked into her son’s eyes from only inches away and hopped that she would not come to regret this. Her body wanted this just as much as his, and with their eyes locked in an intense stare she impaled herself on her own son’s hard cock.
“Oh my god mom!” Tony moaned as he penetrated his mother’s snatch for the first time in his life, breaking the ultimate taboo. She was surprisingly tight for a mother, and Audrey too moaned in sexual pleasure as for the first time in nearly a decade she had a hard cock inside her.
Audrey held still as her son stretched her cunt. His cock was very much like his father’s and she loved the size of it as it filled her up. She waited for a minute for their bodies to adjust, then began slowly sliding her wet cunt up and down her son’s dick while he watched them hypnotized.
Tony moaned as she fucked him slowly. His mother placed her hands on his stomach and steadied herself while she repeatedly took him inside her. They looked at each other, then Tony surprised her as he leaned in and took her nipple in her mouth.
Audrey moaned in surprise and delight as her son sucked on her tits like he did when he was a baby. She rode her boy to her unworldly pleasure until she remembered she had another birthday boy to please. She carefully pulled Tony off her boobs and climbed off him as he looked at her disappointed. “It’s your brother’s turn” she said explaining and moved from one son to the other.
Audrey placed her legs on both sides of Chris as she sat down on his lap facing him. She gave his cock a single stroke and held it as she raised herself. Her son lowered his eyes down to look at her boobs then quickly back to her eyes. They looked into each other’s eyes as she lowered herself onto his dick. Chris’s eyes widened with pleasure as the head of his cock breached her, and a long moan escaped his mouth as she continued descending, taking his hard cock all the way inside her tight twat.
As Audrey began riding Chris’s hard cock, Tony started moving around. At first, she didn’t realize what he was doing until he stood up on the sofa. Tony moved closer to his mother as she bounced on top of his brother’s cock, sliding it in and out of her slick fuck hole. He offered her his own cock, and she willingly took it in her mouth.
Audrey’s moans were stifled by her son’s cock in her mouth. She could taste her womanly juices on it and listened to the sounds of both her sons moaning, one with his cock in her mouth and one deep in her tight cunt.
“Mom, can we switch?” Tony asked her in between moans, the pleasure visible on his face as he pulled his dick out of his mother’s mouth.
“Sure baby” she said panting, still riding Chris’s cock while he threw his head back and groaned with the sexual bliss. Tony stepped off the sofa and watched his mother climb off his brother’s pole.
As soon as Audrey was on her feet Tony grabbed her and turned her around. He seized her tits and began kneading them as he leaned down and took her nipple in his mouth. His mom moaned as he sucked on her erect nipple hard before letting it go and standing upright. He looked at her with pure lust as he pushed her down onto the sofa next to Chris. Tony then looked down at his mommy’s hairy pussy hungrily and placed his hands on her thighs, spreading them wide. His cock was harder than he ever remembered it being, and as his body burned with desire, he leaned down and rammed his ragging erection into his mother’s heavenly pussy.
“Oh my god” Audrey groaned as her son pushed himself into her. Her vagina screamed with forbidden pleasure as her son mounted her, groaning as he began to pound her cunt with quick powerful strokes.
Chris immediately got on his knees on the couch and watched the incredibly hot image of his twin brother fucking the shit out of their mother’s muff. He stroked his stiff member as he moved it towards his squealing mother. As soon as she saw him, she leaned towards him, grabbed his cock and began sucking on it like a hungry teenage slut.
“Oh, fuck mom” Tony groaned as he slowed down the incestuous violation of his mother “can I…?” he started asking, fighting his impending climax.
“Yes baby,” Audrey said pulling Chris’s cock out of her mouth and facing Tony “you can cum inside me” she told him and went back to blowing Chris. She wanted her sons to enjoy this as much as possible and grabbed a day after pill from the clinic. A second later Tony returned to hammering her pussy with his cock and his moans grew louder.
“Oh, fuck mom, FUCK!” he groaned and switched to long powerful thrusts as an orgasm took him. He closed his eyes and shivered, pushing his shaft all the way inside her with each thrust as he began to spurt his spunk inside his mother’s snatch. He grunted as the pleasure rushed though him, making him squirt load after load of his sperm into his mom until his balls were completely empty and he pulled out of her.
“That was amazing baby” Audrey said to Tony as she felt his warm cum inside her. She stopped sucking Chris’s cock, let go of it and moved around on the sofa until she was on all fours with her back to him. “Your turn now sweetie, cum inside mommy” she said and pushed her ass back until it touched her son’s hard cock.
Chris immediately grabbed his hard cock in one hand and placed the other on her love handle. He looked down at her amazing ass and used his hand to rub his cock onto his mom’s vulva. She let out a low moan as he did, and Chris followed by slowly shoving his dick into her warm haven.
“God mom, how are you this tight?” Chris asked his mother as he pushed himself into her snug cunt until his crotch pressed against her ass. He moved his free hand over to her waist and grabbed her, before beginning to breed his mother like a horny dog. He started out slow but soon sped up and began fucking his mother hard, pounding his shaft into her pussy from behind.
“Yes Chris, yes baby!” Audrey said as her son defiled her intimate hole. He moaned and groaned as he fucked her, the slapping of their bodies echoing loudly through the room. After being fucked by her sons repeatedly, the last few minutes her boys breaching her pussy especially hard, Audrey felt a powerful orgasm coming on. “Oh yes baby, don’t stop” she called out to her son, praying he would last as the sexual itch grew.
Chris could tell his mother was about to cum as she groaned and moaned. He wasn’t very far himself but still had some stamina left. He tightened his grip on her soft skin, and gave his mother everything he had, slamming his cock into her pussy so hard it almost hurt.
“Oh fuck!” Audrey screamed as her son mercilessly fucked her to an orgasm. She began to squeal and closed her eyes, arching her back as her body began to shudder with unbelievable pleasure. She felt her pussy convulse, clamping down on her son’s penis as he too began moaning wildly.
“Fuck mom, fuck, FUCK!” her son let out as a moan, forgetting his intricate vocabulary as he began to cum inside his mother. He did his best to keep fucking her, pushing his hard cock in and out while he started to ejaculate inside his mother’s quivering vagina. They moaned and groaned like two wild beasts, bringing each other unbearable pleasure mothers and sons shouldn’t experience together as they peaked in unison, their naked bodies merging with blissful pleasure. They shuddered and shook as the orgasm tore through them, Chris squirting his incestuous seed into mommy’s twat. He kept pushing himself into her as their orgasms faded away, a few last spasms running through Audrey while Chris rode the last of his erection.
Chris pulled his cock out of his mother’s pussy as it began to go limp and collapsed. Audrey turned around after her son pulled out and took a sit between her naked sons.
They sat on the sofa in silence, all three of them red, sweaty and breathing heavily. Tony and Chris were sitting on both sides of Audrey, taking in the fact that they just had sex and came inside their own mother’s pussy. Audrey placed her hands on her sons’ legs and rubbed them tenderly as she recovered from her orgasm. She spread her legs a little and looked down at her freshly creamed pussy.
“Oh shit. Honey can you get me some paper towels?” she asked Tony and placed a hand under her pussy as her sons’ cum began trickling out of her. Tony returned a few moments later with a large stack in hand and gave it to his mother as he took a sit back down next to her. She wiped the cum that flowed onto her hand and cleaned the rest of the sperm as it dripped out of her pussy. After she got most of it, she leaned back on the couch.
They sat there speechless for a few more minutes catching their breaths. Audrey was happy with how things transpired and was going over the act she just committed with her two sons in her mind. She thought they were done and was just about to get up when Tony moved his hand to her pubic mound and began rubbing it softly. She looked over at her boy’s cock and could not believe her eyes as it began to harden again.
Audrey’s eyes ran up along Tony’s naked body until her eyes met his. He gave her a horny look before speaking. “Mom, can we go again?” he asked her to her amazement and moved his thumb to her clit, rubbing it.
“Seriously, again?” Audrey asked her son and gave him an incredulous laugh as he nodded eagerly. After not having sex for so long, and her sons taking turns fucking her as hard as they could, her pussy was raw and tender. She wasn’t sure her cunt would handle another pounding like the ones she just received, but she couldn’t deny her son. “Okay, last one” Audrey said and watched the young penis as it hardened completely. Audrey let out a tired grunt as she started moving around. She faced her son as she climbed on top of his lap and grabbed his dick. She raised herself over the stiff pole, looking her son in the eyes, then watched them close as she impaled herself down on his meat with a quiet moan.
Audrey placed her hands on her son’s strong chest and let out quiet moans as she rocked her hips on his cock. Even with her pussy feeling raw, her son’s hard shaft inside her felt good. She continued riding her son’s dick gently when he placed his hands on her tits. He caressed them shorty then brought his mouth over and started sucking on her nipples to her enjoyment.
Chris was also getting hard as he watched his mom and brother makig love for the third time that night. He got to his feet and moved over to his mom, looking at her bare backside and amazing ass as she rode his brother.
Audrey was too focused on the pleasure Tony was inflicting upon her, she barely noticed Chris moving around until she felt his hands on her lower back. She kept moaning as he ran his hands down her back and placed them on her butt. He squeezed her firm orbs sensually and she let out a deep moan in return. He continued caressing her behind some more, then pulled his hands away. She heard Chris spitting behind her, though she was not really sure why, and few moments later his hands were on her waist.
“Chris, what are you doing?” Audrey asked in alarm as her son spread her ass with both hands.
“It’s okay mom, just relax” her son said as he pressed the tip of his cock against his mother’s puckered hole. It was wet with his saliva and he spread her ass wider as he slowly pushed the head in.
“Baby don’t, I’ve never…” Audrey started saying then let out a loud groan as the tip of her son’s dick penetrated her virgin asshole. Audrey has never done anal before and it never occurred to her that her sons would want to fuck her in the ass. “Ah okay,” Audrey called out in pain “just go slow” she asked her son and started taking deep breaths as she braced herself. She stopped moving her pussy on her other son’s cock and just stayed still as she decided to allow her son to breach her tight ass.
Chris moaned as he slowly pushed his shaft into his mom’s filthy hole. He could feel it stretch around him as he pushed in, the tightness of it unbelievable. He pushed in slowly as his mother groaned in pain and pleasure until he was balls deep in her ass. He stayed still for a few seconds, letting his mom get used to the intruder shoved up her behind. After a few seconds, his mom returned to rock her pussy on Tony’s cock and Chris felt it was safe. He slowly began thrusting his cock in and out of his mother’s ass.
“Oh my god Chris, are you fucking mom in the butt?” Tony asked his bother as he suddenly felt her pussy hugging his cock tighter.
“Uh hu” Chris let out in pleasure as he continued.
“Oh fuck” Tony said, impressed and turned on by his brother’s action.
Audrey succumbed to her sons’ sexual desires as they fucked her at the same time. She had one of her son’s dick in her pussy while the other was fucking her ass and the feeling was indescribable. Having a cock in her ass was painful at first, but the longer her son was penetrating her backdoor, the better it felt and the less it hurt. She was moaning and groaning wildly as her sons filled both her holes, plunging their cocks into them enthusiastically.
“Chris, you mind if we switch and I fuck mom in the butt a little?” Tony asked his brother like she wasn’t there.
“Yeah sure” Chris said, eager to get back to his mom’s twat. He pulled his shaft out of her ass and helped her off his brother’s cock. Audrey stood over Tony and turned around to face Chris. Chris placed his hands on her hips while Tony placed his on her waist and they slowly helped her down, steading her until she could feel Tony’s cock touching her ass. She closed her eyes and took a heavy breath as she lowered herself onto her son’s cock, then let out a loud moan as she impaled her asshole on his stiff shaft.
“Oh god, that’s so tight” Tony moaned as his cock made his way deep into mommy’s ass. She let out a deep moan, part pleasure part pain, then steadied herself as she waited for her other son to penetrate her other hole.
Audrey looked at the son who took her anal virginity only minutes ago. His cock was rock hard, and he looked down at her pussy as he neared his cock to it. He spread her legs wider, his brother’s dick sticking out of her ass and pressed his cock to her labia. “I love you mom” he whispered, looking up at her, then thrust his manhood into her wet pussy as she moaned.
“Oh my god” Audrey moaned as both her boys double penetrated her “I can’t believe both my boys are fucking me at the same time” she said with a shaky voice and closed her eyes as they pound their meat into her ass and pussy. The sensation was unbelievable, and her pleasure was reaching new heights as they stretched her. Chris grabbed her breasts, playing with her nipples a little before sliding it down her body and beginning to rub her clit. This was the final straw for Audrey and she just went off.
“Oh fuck!” she screamed in a high-pitched voice and began to whimper and squeal as she climaxed. Her pussy started convulsing and shortly after her entire body started shaking. Audrey screamed in unbearable pleasure as her body trembled from the intense sexual act. Tears formed in her eyes and waves of excruciating pleasure ran through her while her sons continued to fuck her. It was the strongest orgasm she ever had, and she thought it would never end as the cocks in her pussy and ass kept pounding her, extending her orgasm to a length she didn’t know possible. She no longer had control over her body and voice and just rode it through, her body spasming and her voice breaking until the intense feeling finally faded away and left her beat.
“Oh, fuck mom” Tony moaned when his mother’s orgasm finally ended. It was so hot and her ass so tight, he couldn’t hold it anymore. Tony moaned as he began to cum inside his mother’s asshole. It was so tight, and he could feel his brother fucking her in the pussy as he continued to moan, filling his mother’s hole with the last of his sperm. When he was done he was too tired to move, he just kept his softening dick in his mother’s ass and held her slightly trembling body as his brother continued to fuck her pussy.
Chris stopped rubbing his mother’s vulva and just focused on fucking her after her intense orgasm. He could hear his brother cumming too and kept plunging his dick into his mother as he awaited his sexual crescendo. His mother was exhausted, her body sweaty and her hair matted while she looked up at him dazed. Her beautiful boobs were bouncing provocatively, and Chris strengthened his thrusts into his mother, nearing his third birthday orgasm. He looked down at his mother’s pussy, watching his dick disappearing behind her hair covered mound as the pleasure was nearing its peak.
“Oh fuck yes, oh mom, oh god!” Chris groaned, then closed his eyes and began to shiver as he creampied his beautiful mother. He pumped his cock into her, exploding as the pleasure caused his body to shudder. He fucked her until his balls were empty and he could barely move. He then pulled out of her and crashed down on the couch exhausted. Shortly after, his mother climbed off Tony, his limp cock pulling out of her ass and sat down between her sons.
Audrey placed her head on Chris shoulder while her legs were on Tony’s lap. Her sons’ cream was flowing out of her ass and pussy and onto the cushions, but she was too tired to care. They were all drained and their eyes were slowly closing. Before they knew it, all four were asleep.
This was the first and only time Audrey had sex with her sons. She was tempted to do it again, and on a few desperate occasions asked one of her sons to eat her pussy, rewarding him with a blowjob in return, but that was as far as it went, and once they were off to college that ended too.
A few months after her boys left home, Audrey met a cute new doctor and started dating him. He was younger than her and was able to satisfy all her sexual needs.
To this day Audrey, Chris and Tony get aroused when thinking about that night. It was the best birthday present either of them ever received.