Wife

A Failed Dominatrix

Sitting in a white room sat a white chair, gathered around the room on the floor were hundreds of red balloons. White and red candles burned along the shelf that was at chair rail level close to 175 candles flickered and lit the room in an erotic illumination. Soft music filled the air; I believe it was Eric Clapton singing a sweet symphony of “You Look Wonderful Tonight”. My heels clicked on the parquet floor. I surveyed the room; it was beautiful and would be absolutely incredible by dark which was about 30 minutes away. I waited for him to get off work, his instructions tonight had been to come to the studio and I would be waiting for him. He worked hard all day, and sometimes I enjoyed spicing up our marriage.
I looked at my watch I had about 20 minutes until he showed up. I went into the bathroom in the back taking my outfit out of the bag. I had purchased a leather dominatrix outfit, complete with a whip and tall leather boos that pulled up to the cheeks of my ass. Once I was leathered up, I looked at myself in the mirror. My tits were tightly bound by the leather and were held up nice and perky. I applied red lipstick to my lips, and brushed out my long dark hair. I looked very sexy, and I knew it. Walking into the main ballroom, it was lit by the light of 175 candles; another 80’s song was playing on the radio that I didn’t recognize. I walked to the big window and looked out, I heard footsteps approaching the door outside, and I heard a key in the lock, the door swung open. I kept my back to the door knowing that it was him. I heard his feet on the floor. He stopped perhaps 3 feet behind me, and stopped. I still didn’t turn to greet him. He sighed heavily before he spoke,
“Baby, turn around, “he said sweetly.
I turned and faced him, I watched as his eyes started at my face and made their way down to my breast, all the way down to the tips of my boots. He looked into my eyes.
“You’re so sexy, “he said.
“Thank you, do you want to play now,” I asked.
He nodded his head and came the other three feet, his put his arms around me, and I pulled away.
“I am in the master tonight, “I said.
He raised his eyebrow and looked at me; he smirked and then stood back with his hands down to his side, in submission. I took his arm and told him to take off his shirt, and his jacket and to sit down in the white chair. He walked back over and sat in the chair. He slipped off his jacket handing it out to me and then unbuttoned his shirt handing it to me. I loved to watch him undress, I did it every night, and his chest was sleek and dark. His abs was tight and fine for his age, his dark complexion complimented by his long black hair that was past his shoulders. In the kitchen he typically kept it pulled neatly into a pony tail but tonight it was down and gorgeous. Laying his clothes down I walked over to him, in my hand I had a riding crop, I tapped him on the shoulder and then the arm and he sat still waiting for his orders.
I could feel myself getting excited,
“I want you to stand up and kiss my neck and my lips and nothing more, “I ordered.
He stood and his lips went to my neck kissing the little dip below my chin, moving down my neck I felt his wet hot tongue on my neck, he sucked and then kissed gently down my neck, making his way up to my ears he sucked my lobes and came to mouth. He held my face in his hand as his lips softly brushed against mine. His tongue parted my lips as it explored my mouth. His tongue found mine and they danced for a few minutes. My pussy was throbbing, and my nipples were hard.
“Sit down,” I said
He did as he was told and sat back in the white chair. I handed him the crop and ben over in front of him. He knew what to do he began to smack my ass with the crop; he swung down hard, the whip cracked on my ass loudly because of the leather. I reached between my legs and pulled the snaps on the crotch of my outfit. It spring up over my ass. He continued to smack me ass with the whip. I could feel the whelps starting to form. I still didn’t want him to stop it was turning me on; I spread my legs further for him. He pushed me over so my hands were touching the floor. He made me spread my legs a little further and he cracked the whip, the leather hit my pussy lips and stung like hell. I felt the wetness slipping from little cunt. He continued to hit me; I was close to having an orgasm.
“Sit back in that chair,” I instructed as I told him I stood up. He again did as he was told. Which was indeed hard for him because he was use to giving orders? “Take your cock out,” I said, he unbuckled his belt. Unbuttoning the button he unzipped his pants, reaching inside his pants he took out his cock. It was hard. It stood against his belly that was covered in black curly hair. I walked over to him and turned away from him, straddling him, my legs spread and my cunt lips were spread, I slipped the head of his hard cock into my dripping wet pussy. He moaned as he entered my hot little pussy. I was in control, I moved my legs up and down in a half squat so I could take just a little more than the head inside me. I began to move faster. His hands rested on my hips as he tried to push me down onto him. I bucked his advances but he was strong he pushed me down and I allowed his entire cock to fill my tight little pussy. He hit my cervix as he shoved me down hard. An orgasm racked my body, my pussy tightened over his cock as I came.
Standing I turned back around and faced him, I squatted facing him again taking just the head of his big dick into my wide open pussy. I slid him inside of me, he held my hips again as I rocked on him. He reached to my tits and began to pull them out of my leather outfit. He pulled the right one free, and began to suck on my hard little pink nipple. He squeezed hard as I moaned, and came down hard on his dick, he felt so good deep inside my slit. I moved my hips in a round motion as I fucked him. Hooking my feet around the legs of the chair I had all my weight on him. The balloons floated around the floor of the room when the air kicked on, creating an erotic scene as I fucked him in the chair. He fucked me harder, and then pushed me off of him. I moved off and he held me above his cock, he moved the head of his dick to the opening of my tight ass. I looked at him to plead him not to it was going to hurt and I knew that. He held his dick in his hand and moved it into my asshole, I tried to move away from him but he had me tight. In one motion he shoved his entire cock into my asshole down to his balls. I screamed and tried to move myself off of him. He was having none of it; I had lost control if I ever even had it. He began to move his cock harder into my asshole. His cock was hard and felt as though it would tear my ass in half. He grabbed and pinched my hard tits in his hand pulling my nipples far out. The pain was intense but not as bad as his dick in my ass.
I managed to get off of him; he shoved me down to the floor amongst the red balloons.
“Now baby, you move up to that chair and face me, “he said.
Sitting in the chair he took my legs and slid the boots off, and put my legs up on his shoulders. He moved his head down between my legs, his tongue caressing my clit. It was hard, and I knew I was soaking with cum. He licked at my clit and put his finger to the first knuckle inside my hole. I was getting close to cumming; he was relentless on my clit. I came, I more than came, I squirted all over his face. My legs tightened around his head, as he continued to lick my smooth little girl like pussy. My plump lips were on each side of his mouth as he continued to lick and suck at my sweet smooth little inner lips. I squirted him again in the mouth as he drank my cum down. I felt his fingers going back for my asshole. He moved off my pussy and watched as he fingers my ass.
“Your ass baby is wide open, the hole is open, and your pussy hole is round and slick, red inside and hot as hell, “he said. He began to bang his fingers hard into my pussy. He stopped and then inserted a second finger. My ass hung over the chair and my legs were still up on his shoulders. He moved his fingers in and out of my cunt for a few more seconds. He moved and began to add another finger into my puss. He then added the forth, I moaned as he worked his thumb into me. I had all of his fingers as he began to move his hand around forcing me to take more and more. I moaned loudly my pussy was full, I wasn’t sure I could take anymore. He began to lick at my little clit small circles as he forced more of his hand into my cunt. I could feel my pussy stretching tighter around his hand. I felt a pop and extreme fullness, I looked down at my cunt, and his hand was in my pussy up to the wrist. My lips were stretched out until they had disappeared, my inner lips were on each side of his wrist, and my clit was stretched out wide, the middle sticking up like a hard little cock. His tongue flicked at my clit, I was going to cum watching him fist fuck my pussy. I was so full, I realized that he was hitting my bladder and I couldn’t take anymore. I didn’t even warn him, but I began to piss hitting him in the mouth face and chest. He looked at me piss dripping from his face.
He pulled his hand out of my cunt, I watched as it slid out and was left wide open. He shoved his cock into me, and began to fuck me, he moaned as he pulled his cock out, I had expected a big pussy full of cum, instead he began to piss on my clit, I reached down to smack it hard as he pissed on it. It was so hot I could hardly stand it, the more I smacked my clit and inner little soft lips the more excited I became, I came hard as he shoved his cock back into my pussy. He moaned and grabbed my tits hard as he shoved in up to his balls and came deep with my hot folds of skin inside of my cunt. He was breathing hard, as was I.
I had failed at being a dominatrix, but, I had been fucked in my fantasy room and I had come endlessly so what difference did it really make if I couldn’t be the master, I certainly was the slave.

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Striking Gold – story edited.

Striking Gold.
by Zvogel
For my last birthday Maggie surprised me by telling me she will fulfil one of my fantasies, she’s arranged a for a portfolio of studio photos of her, you know the usual type, given a makeover, dressed in a sexy dress and posed in provocative poses. As it’s my birthday treat, if she has the bottle, some topless pics as well, I dropped her off at the studio.
“Pick you up in an hour, enjoy your self, Love you.” I say.
She smiles back at me and blows a kiss.
The first 20 minutes or so they take quite glamorous pics of her in her dress and then ‘solid’ underwear , the next 15 minutes she poses in a lacy see-through bra and knickers, she responds well to their words of encouragement and soon poses in her white fine lace loose top and French knickers. The guys like posing her with her shoulders back to thrust her breasts tight against their covering, she feels excited but also bashful, which keeps her nipples soft.
“Pinch your nipples ducks, lets have them sticking out. I’m sure hubby would like to see them like that.” Anthony says.
They take photos as she timidly caressed her nipples, touching herself like that in front of strangers feels so wicked, she sees they were terribly noticeable as she looks down.
The guys whisper to each other and smile
They get her to pose bent over so they can see down her top that hangs away from her breasts so her nipples are partly shown off.
Maggie feels uncomfortable as the guys give her scantily covered body the once-over as they pose her. Although she wants to pose topless she feels hesitant, She feels the situation was getting a little out of hand, she decides to wear sexy but non-transparent clothing to cool things off a bit. Maggie selects a pair of small, black, gusseted knickers and a tight red basque with no bra cups or straps but a low squared off top similar to Elizabethan court dresses. Her breasts are half flattened causing the top half to sexily balloon over the top. She can see they were disappointed that this top was opaque and hid her nipples. They pose her many ways, hoping her breasts would free themselves from the top, they don’t. Maggie misses the excitement of being semi-naked in front of the guys. Maggie really enjoyed posing in the see-through bra and pants and then bending over with the top that fell away from her breasts to teased them. Whispering, Tim the photographer, tells Anthony to rearrange her top so a bit of nipple can be seen. Maggie overhears him and feels excited she expects Anthony to pull her basque down at the front to uncover a little of her nipple outer, but she freezes in shock as after standing behind her he slides his hand down the tight front of the basque to the underside of her bosom and forces it upwards to half expose first her left nipple then the right. Although she was very embarrassed by this rude touching of her breasts, she is too shocked and excited to object.
“No worries ducks, we do this all the time.” Tim reassures her. She just flushes up as Anthony manhandles her breasts several times to change the amount of nipple showing until they have many good photos of her naked nipples. The shutter sound is turned off so Maggie has no idea how many shots of Anthony’s hands manipulating her breasts are taken. He can see from her face she is enjoying being handled and gets bolder and gropes her tits longer than necessary while rearranging her. Anthony tells her to strip off her basque, she feels intimidated, but hot and bothered, after some reluctance she stands, turns her back to Anthony who unclips the hooks, Maggie faces them and after supporting the front of the basque with her arms she reluctantly lets her covering drop to the floor, she still keeps her arms covering her breasts.
Tim shots off more pics as Mags poses many times but always with at least one arm covering most of her bosom. She sees the swelling in their pants and enjoys the effect she’s having on them. She teases them by sometimes holding her breasts with her fingers slightly parted to show glimpses of her excited nipples.
“Ok Maggie, move your arms out of the way, let’s get some shots of those gorgeous tits.”
“I can’t, I’m too self-conscious.” She uses this as an excuse, the groping of her breasts has wetted her pussy, she knows that once she shows off her breasts she will have little resistance to their demands, she will want to be the guys plaything.
“If you don’t show off them tits I’ll get Anthony to help you.”
Shit, she thinks that would be soooo seexxy! She keeps herself covered.
“I’d love to, but I just can’t move my arms.”
Anthony says “Look if the lady isn’t ready then she isn’t ready.”
“Shit Anthony, here’s the camera I’ll give her a hand, times moving on.”
He goes behind her and reaching around seizes her wrists and, while she struggles and apparently bitterly complains, pulls her arms off her breasts, Anthony photographs Maggie as Tim first pulls her arms above her head. She feels an interesting blend of excitement and humiliation.
Anthony photographs as she tries to turn away from the camera and release herself from this humiliating situation. She turns 180 degrees rubbing naked her breasts against Tim’s t-shirted chest.
“Mmmm, that feels nice Maggie.”
Maggie thrashes about ”Please don’t, let me cover my self.” but she finds to her horror she is enjoying being exposed .
“Not yet.” Anthony laughs “Tim, I’ll get some more pics.”
Maggie struggles as Tim spins her around and puts her arms behind her back, gripping her through her elbows. She leans forward to hide her face and breasts from the camera. This causes her ass to press against his stiff cock, She can’t help snuggling herself against him. His free hand grabs a fistful of her hair, he pulls it back so she is looking straight at the camera, her tits swing as she struggles to hide her face. Her unsuccessful attempt to hide herself amuses and arouses Tim and Anthony. With her struggles well photographed Tim pulls her to stand upright. He lets go of her hair and grips her right breast and starts squeezing, her struggles stop as she begins to respond, her objections cease. Her upper body and face reddens up with embarrassment, her nipples inflate searching for attention, Anthony realises she is aroused and approaches her giving her nipples the interest they want by pinching and wringing them; this whole process he photographs. The opportunity to suck on her tits and her wonderful big brown nipples is a little too enticing, so his head goes down on her left breast as Tim roughly gropes the right one. She makes token protests to save face, but having both guys ill-treating her breasts is thrilling, she starts shuddering and taking short but deep breaths. She felt weak in the legs and starts drooping. Anthony brakes off playing with her.
They take her to the nearest wall, she leans back against it and holds her hands above her head to demonstrate her submission to them. Anthony takes pics of her abused naked, smarting bosom.
“Damn you.” she smiles.
They both join her to gnaw , suck and squeeze her breasts and nipples, she resumes her shuddering. Anthony forces her thighs apart with his knee and rubs her mound with his leg. Due to her moaning Maggie didn’t hear Anthony tell Tim to video them. Tim leaves them to it. To allow Tim time to get setup Anthony slows up bringing Maggie off.
“Shit, don’t stop!” she yells.
“Loose your pants then.” Anthony suggests
Shaken, Maggie asks. “What!”
Anthony slides his thumbs in the knicker’s waist band, no response from her. He forces them down as far as they can go, his thigh stops the descent of her only clothing, still no objection, her pussy is almost exposed to the video camera. After removing his leg from damp mound Anthony slides her knickers to her feet, Maggie steps out of them and places her feet a couple of feet apart offering her pussy. She shaved it bald this morning. She still has her arms above her head so the overall effect was mind-blowing.
Kneeling in front of Maggie, Anthony concentrates his caresses on her engorged clit, when she starts biting her lip he slides three fingers of his other hand in her pussy and expertly fingers her.
She begins to cum loudly and jerks her whole body, her bosom bounces delightfully. Tim checks the video is filming her depravity.
She climaxes violently, pushing Anthony’s hands away from her now soaking wet pussy she crumples to the floor, after a few groans of contentment she smiles up at them..
She now looks a real mess, somewhat different to the impeccably turned out young lady of an hour ago. Her hair is wet with sweat, it clings to her head. Her whole body and face is speckled with small beads of sweat, her breasts are discoloured by redness, love-bites and bruising. Anthony photographs her molested, naked body.
Tim puts the video camera on a tripod and sets it to face the wall at 45 degrees.
“Let’s get her to her feet facing the wall” Tim says leering at her.
They each put a hand under an arm-pit and pull her to her unsteady feet, she’s turned towards the wall and stands her 2 feet from the wall, her hands are guided to the wall and her legs are kicked 3 feet apart so she assumes the search position. She remembers a favourite fantasy, being forced into this search position down a derelict alleyway by her brother in law her clothes torn off her, groped, and aggressively molested by him in front of half a dozen of his drunken army buddies before he turns them loose on her.
She looks superb in this position her body is well toned with good muscle definition, her back is very sexy. She begins breathing deeply, the humiliation of being treated so badly exhilarates her; she is recklessly wishing they would subject her to some rough sex.
She feels Tim tenderly cupping her left breast, “Blindfold me.” She instructs Tim. The blindfold will help her imagine Phil and his mates using her in the alley.
Tim returns and ties black material across her eyes.
Tim places another digital camcorder on the floor looking upwards, videoing her from face to her ass and pussy.
Maggie is aware of one of them kneeling behind her between her feet, their breath on her ass. Fingers part her ass-crack, she feels a tongue licking her asshole, that’s new she thought, no-one’s done that before. Then the tongue worms it’s way inside it, she goes up on her tiptoes, the long tongue expertly thrills her, she judders in anticipation.
While Tim plays with her ass, Anthony takes a basting brush and gently brushes her breasts and nipples. The unexpected tenderness contrasts with the previous misuse thrills her.
Maggie whispers in a horny voice. ”Mmm, that’s nice, finger me,,, please bring me off.”
She feels Tim’s thumb enter her pussy and find her G-spot while his fingers caresses her bare pubic bone area. The web of skin between finger and thumb pleasures her clit. She feels full of lust.
Almost inaudibly she says “You’d better……………phone Zeb………. tell him you’ve only just got me to……….. Oh, shit…… pose in my underwear………….Fuck, fuck, FUCK!!……… You’ll need another hour to get me topless.”
Tim expertly keeps her on simmer while Anthony goes to the office to phone.
He comes back, “I told him your not cooperating, we’ve only just got your blouse open, we need a couple more hours.”
“He reckons a couple of double whiskies and a bit of subtle tit groping will loosen you up enough.”
She turns her blinfolded head and smiles at him, “You are awful… How can we amuse ourselves for the next couple of hours?” She wiggles her ass at them.
She hears the sound of two zips opening.
“Where’s the whiskey? It takes 3 doubles o get me really submissive.”
Tim whispers to Anthony “I think we’ve struck Gold!!!”, and fetches the whiskey.
Maggie thinks, “Another of Zeb’s fantasies is me being a slut, I wonder???”

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my brothers join in part 5

This is part FIVE of the “my brothers join in” series but there is also a prelude to the stories called “I fucked my dad because my boyfriend cheated” All of these stories can be read from my profile. I would love for the readers to rate and comment on my stories but please rate accordingly. Thank you for reading and enjoy

my brothers join in part 5

This is part FIVE of the “my brothers join in” series but there is also a prelude to the stories called “I fucked my dad because my boyfriend cheated” All of these stories can be read from my profile. I would love for the readers to rate and comment on my stories but please rate accordingly. Thank you for reading and enjoy

The Incredibles 2 : Elastigirl’s New Super Suit

Elastigirl was chosen as the face of superheroes to gain the government’s and people trust again to make the supers legal again. As expected, she received a new super suit with the new image as she goes solo this time. But things go south pretty quickly. Well, sort of…

Hotel Surprise

They say that youth is wasted on the young. As you get older that saying becomes more and more accurate. When I look back to my late teens and early 20s, I regret not having more sex. I was a very shy young man and had no sexual experience other than one awkward fumble in a car to lose my virginity. I had no confidence with women. Then at 24 years old I fell in love with a beautiful 18 year old called Jen. It was only then that I discovered the true beauty of a naked female body and the joys of sex.
Like any relationship it was non-stop sex at the beginning. On our first holiday 3 months later we broke a bed and a sofa-bed in the apartment such was the passion of our love-making. Alas, as the years went by the sex decreased from several times a day, every day to once or twice a month. I tried everything I could think of to spice things up but to no avail. Jen was just too reserved and unwilling to try new things. I had the choice to say nothing and just get used to this way of life, or I could tell her how I felt, so I told her how I felt. She seemed to get unset about the topic and didn’t really make any reply. Things did not change over the next few weeks so I didn’t bother bringing it up anymore.
One day whilst at work, I got a phone call from Jen saying that she would be a few hours late as she had to call to her parents. I told her I would see her later. I went home at about 7 and had something to eat and settled down in front of the tv. At about 9 I got another phone call from Jen saying her car had broken down and if I could collect her. I asked her where she was and she told me that she was at the hotel on Main Street and that she would meet me in the lobby as it was cold outside. I got in my car and drove to the hotel. “Thanks for coming” said Jen “I have a surprise for you, come with me”. I was surprised and curious, what did she mean by surprise, so I followed her to find out. She led me to a bedroom and once inside she stripped me, took me to a chair next to the radiator and handcuffed me to it. She moved back and smiled at me. “You said we needed to spice up our sex life” she said to me, “well after you said that to me I went onto the computer and looked at your browsing history and saw the websites you were looking at. They all seemed to be the same – hotwife and cuckold so I researched both and decided to give you a taste of both. You are going to watch me with another man. Come on out Ben”. With that the bathroom door opened and out walked a tall, well built guy about 25 years old wearing just a robe. Jen continued “while I was researching these sites I found myself incredibly turned on and found that I really would like another guy to fuck me. You are handcuffed in case you change your mind and I don’t want you to be able to stop me. Now watch Ben stripping and fucking me”.
I was surprised to hear Jen talk like this. I was also worried as I didn’t know if I really wanted Jen to be fucked by another guy. I liked the fantasy but did I want that to become reality. I was trapped, this was going to happen and I was going to have to watch. Ben moved behind Jen and started to strip her from behind. First her top was taken off and thrown at me, then her skirt followed by her bra and finally her thong. Jen stayed looking at me the whole time watching my reactions. She then told Ben to take off his robe and to move alongside her facing her. He did as he was told and stood beside her, his cock fully erect and ready for action. The sight of Jen standing there naked with a naked guy standing next to her ready to fuck her was confusing. I didn’t know what to think or say. “Looks like we have his approval” said Jen as she pointed at my cock. I had a raging hard-on, I guess the sight of both of them standing there turned me on even more than I realised.
She turned and kissed Ben passionately on the lips, his hands instantly exploring her incredible body. Jen dropped to her knees and took his stiff cock into her mouth and started sucking the head of it and licking up and down its long shaft. After a few minutes she stood up and moved to the bed, sitting on the edge. She put her hand behind Ben’s head and moved it down to her bald, shaven pussy. She lay back on the bed and spread her legs apart to allow him easy access to her clit. His tongue immediately went to work and she gently moaned as he slipped his finger into her wet pussy and started finger fucking her. “Oh that feels so good Ben”. Jen looked at me and my still erect cock and said “I see you are enjoying the show. Now watch as Ben fucks me”. Ben stood up and lifted Jen up off the bed. He turned her around to face me, put his hand on her back bending her over the bed and entered her from behind. “I want you to see the pleasure in your wife’s face as I fuck her tight little cunt” Ben said to me. He was right; I could see the pleasure in Jen’s face as he pounded her from behind. The moans and groans coming from her mouth were also a telling sign.
Ben smiled at me and said “your wife is one great fuck, I haven’t fucked a pussy this tight in years”. Jen replied “I think he has seen enough of you fucking me Ben, now he can watch me fuck another guy”. With that she stood up and pushed Ben onto his back on the bed and climbed on top of him. She lowered herself onto his cock and I watch as every inch went into Jen’s hot, tight pussy like mine had done so many times before. This was Jen’s favourite position and she sure did know how to ride a cock. She gyrated her hips as she rode his cock and I knew it would not take her long to cum this way. 5 Minutes later I heard Jen scream “Oh god, I’m cuming….yes….yes…yes….yeeeessssss” as she came on top of Ben. She climbed off his cock and said “now time to finish you off”. She moved down and again took his cock in her mouth. She worked his cock with her mouth and hands and before long he shot his load into Jen’s mouth. “You can leave now” Jen said to Ben as he put back on his robe and left the room.
Jen walked over to me, wiping Ben’s cum from her lips. “Well” she asked “did you enjoy what you saw? Was watching a stranger fuck me as good as what you saw on those websites?” “It was better” I replied “it was amazing”. “Good” said Jen “because I am going to do it again and again and again but don’t worry, I’m going to want to fuck you every time that I do” and she climbed on top of me pushing my throbbing cock into her swollen, used pussy. We both agreed later that it was the best sex we ever had. Why didn’t I say something to her sooner.

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The I-Room III

And so the debate continues as to what and who I am. Many consider me a madman, a debauched villain or a new form of evil. Mayhap I am, although I embrace the fact that all great innovators have shouldered such criticism. I prefer the term pathfinder or counselor, seeking out truth and guiding those in need to it…to allow them to grasp their true destiny and become the people they were meant to be.
Picture if you will the simple place of enlightenment. A room of minimal possessions…twelve feet by twelve feet, the only furnishings a queen sized bed, a common wooden chair and a small refrigerator. On one side is a locked steel door. On another is a small shower/toilet alcove. Here we will place the blind, to discover their own path to the light that is the truth of their souls. I call it the I-Room.
The Third: Jacob and Megan
They are so quiet in slumber, so peaceful. In a few minutes they will wake, to find themselves in the absolutely escape proof confines of the I-Room and trapped with each other. Father and daughter, Jacob and Megan.
Jacob is a white male, some forty-nine years old. In outstanding shape for a man his age…well muscled, at five foot, ten inches tall and 175 pounds, his middle age spread hold off by long, arduous hours of exercise. He is handsome in a stern sort of manner. He sports an old fashioned crew cut, a style still favored by members of the Federal Bureau of Investigation, an agency to which he belongs. As a Special Investigator for the FBI, he has been involved in the investigations of the “kidnappings” of my previous visitors and has come closer to guessing the truth than anyone else, although he has been routinely ignored by those who chose to forget the obvious. He attracted my interest and subsequent investigation revealed his qualifications for being a candidate for the I-Room. He has been divorced from Megan’s mother for fifteen years. He has never remarried.
Lying next to Jacob is his daughter, Megan. She is twenty years old and aside from hazel colored eyes, looks nothing like her father although indications reveal they have the same hard charging attitude in life. She is a lovely, young woman. Long, dark brown hair frames the face of an angel…an angel with full luscious lips. Her body is curvaceous and pleasing to the eye, her skin is olive toned, reflecting her mother’s Greek ancestry. She stands five foot ten and weighs maybe 160 lbs. Her trim figure is accentuated by firm and ripe 36C breasts and a taut heart shaped ass. Her waist is slim and her legs are long and slender. She is in a word, breathtaking.
Both father and daughter are clad only in underclothes. Jacob wears boxer shorts and Megan wears a matching set of thong panties and bra. They make a striking couple and I look forward to their stay with me.
Jacob stirs first. He opens his eyes, adjusting to the currently dim lights in the room. He realizes he is not at home. He sits up slowly, assessing the situation, his eyes widening as he realizes it is his daughter lying next to him. He swings his legs off the bed, moving gingerly as his intelligent eyes take it the room. He stares at the chair next to the bed, and then notes the refrigerator. Standing, he walks carefully over and peers into the shower alcove. Jacob walks the perimeter of the room, stopping at the steel door. He notes the absence of a door handle, but runs his fingers along the seam of the doorway. He nods to himself…a grim look on his face and in a low voice says, “Damn it.”
He returns to the bed and sitting next to his daughter, he stares at her with concern, worry and love…and perhaps something more. Finally, in a gentle manner that belies his gruff appearance, Jacob shakes his daughter’s shoulder. “Megan? Megan, honey, wake up.”
His daughter stirs, rolling over still half asleep. Jacob shakes her shoulder again and more loudly says, “Wake up, Megan. We’ve got trouble.”
“Nooo, Daddy…wanna sleep,” sighs Megan. Then her eyes snap wide open as she realizes she is with her father. “Dad? What are you doing in my…” She takes in the I-Room, then looks at her father. “Where the hell am I?”
Jacob shakes his head. “I don’t know for sure…but I have an idea. Stay calm, Megan.”
“Stay calm! I wake up in a,” she takes a look around. “A fuckin’ dungeon or something and you say stay calm?” She scoots off the bed and stomps around the room…stopping at the steel door and looking for a handle or knob.
“Yes, Megan. Listen to me for once. I think we’re being held prisoner by a very disturbed person.”
I know my cue when I hear it. “GOOD MORNING, SPECIAL AGENT. GOOD MORNING, MEGAN. WELCOME TO YOUR HOME FOR THE NEXT LITTLE WHILE.”
Jacob tries to spot the speaker my voice is coming from. “You’re the Creep, aren’t you?” Megan’s eyes go wide and her lovely face pales at my sobriquet that earlier visitors bestowed upon me and that the media has embraced.
“VERY ASTUTE, JACOB. OF COURSE I WOULD EXPECT NOTHING LESS FROM SUCH AN ACOMPLISHED INVESTIGATOR.”
Megan edges closer to her father, fear etched on her face. “The Creep? Dad, what’s he going to do with us?”
Jacob’s jaw visibly tightens and he trembles with anger and frustration. “I don’t know, Megan. Just stay…” He starts to say the word calm, but recalling her earlier reaction to his adage, stops.
“PLEASE, DO NOT BE AFRAID, MEGAN. NEITHER YOU OR YOUR FATHER HAVE ANYTHING TO FEAR FROM ME. YOU ARE SIMPLY MY GUESTS FOR A SHORT TIME.”
“But why? Are you like the news says? You just get your rocks off making us be nude together,” Her moods according to my investigation indicate she is mercurial and she demonstrates this most capably…going from anger to fear to anger again.
“YOU ARE HERE TO LEARN, MEGAN. TO LEARN ABOUT YOURSELF AND YOUR FATHER AND TO LEARN WHO YOU ARE TO EACH OTHER.”
“To learn about my Dad?” Megan’s voice is full of disbelief. “What’s to know? My father’s a jerk! I hate him!”
Jacob flushes and strides across the room. “Megan, control yourself. We have to stick together…we don’t know what this…Creep will do.” He reaches out to take Megan by the arm, but the young woman flings his extended hand away and stalks off to the opposite corner.
Jacob watches her intently as she strides away, her thong exposing her naked butt cheeks as she swings her taut ass haughtily. For several seconds, Megan’s father is almost mesmerized by his daughter’s mostly naked body. Megan turns abruptly and sees him staring at her. Jacob’s blushing face turns a darker red and he spins around.
Looking up at the ceiling, he says, “Surely you realize you’ve taken this too far? The bureau will use every resource available looking for me…they will find us.”
“I DON’T THINK SO, JACOB. I FEEL VERY SECURE THAT YOU AND MEGAN SHALL HAVE ALL THE TIME NECESSARY TO SEEK OUT THE TRUTH TOGETHER. NEVERTHELESS, FEEL FREE TO GATHER ALL THE CLUES YOU CAN. BUT, YOUR TIME CAN AND I HOPE WILL BE BETTER SPENT.” I confess I am feeling abundantly confident.
Jacob asks me a few more questions, but I kill the microphone, feeling that continued conversation between us at this time will be counterproductive to what needs to take place between Jacob and his daughter.
Jacob finally gives up with questioning dead air. He prowls around the room, pointedly ignoring Megan as he seeks answers to questions that have no answers.
He stops and finally sits on the bed, glancing over to the corner where Megan leans against the wall, not realizing how sexually provocative she looks…her long, toned legs on fine display while her crossed arms are accidentally pushing her breasts upwards, causing the firm, heavy globes of flesh to almost overflow her low cut bra.
Jacob sighs heavily. “How have you been, Megan?”
“What do you care? I’m at school. I cash your checks every month. I don’t call and remind you that you’ve got a daughter you parked in boarding school since she was fourteen.”
Jacob’s face reddens with anger. “That’s not what I’ve done, Megan. It was the best solution given the demands of my job…what the agency wants.”
Megan snorts. “Oh yeah…your job! Your job didn’t force you to dump me in that boarding school before I was fourteen. We had a lot of good years together after Mom left. Then boom, I’m getting dropped off at St. Caleb’s School for unwanted kids!”
Jacob stands up and starts towards his daughter. “Now that’s just not fair. My job…you needed stability and you got a damn good education when you weren’t getting thrown out of schools.”
“Oh yeah, Father! I got a great education and no family while you were off pretending to be Sherlock Holmes and chasing women.” Fearless, Megan stands nose to nose with her father, both now yelling.
“That’s not true!” Jacob replies, glaring down at his daughter and sneaking peaks of her cleavage as well. Megan stands on tip toe, bouncing up and down as she argues, not realizing she is making her pert breasts bounce enticingly. Angry as Jacob is, his boxer shorts began to tent slightly. He suddenly feels his penis hardening and pressing against the cotton material. His face reddens further and he spins away from his daughter.
“This is so useless, Megan. We have to be a team and cooperate if we’re going to get out of this situation.” Jacob sits down on the bed, dropping his hands in his lap and tries not to look at his barely clad daughter. Megan barely contains an interested smirk as she eyes her father’s obvious erection.
It is an old argument between these two. Megan was five years old when her mother and Jacob’s wife left them, obtaining a Reno divorce and never attempting contact again. Jacob did a fine job raising Megan, balancing home life and work like an artist until Megan turned fourteen. As Megan neared her first year of high school, Jacob abruptly and without warning enrolled her at a boarding school nearly five hundred miles from their home in Maryland.
Needless to say, Megan did not take it well. She turned from a studious young woman into the school rebel. She was expelled from her first boarding school at age sixteen, following a string a dangerous pranks and a scandal involving an older male teacher. By the time she graduated from High School, she had been expelled from two other schools, both times for sexual scandals involving middle-aged, male teachers. My research also indicates that in the two colleges she has attended in the last three years, she has had affairs with five male professors, all over the age of forty-five, one event leading to a divorce.
On the other hand, Jacob has, despite Megan’s charges to the contrary, been almost celibate, devoting his life to his career. His primary outlet for sex, are a few very discrete call services that cater to political and government agencies that he apparently only frequents when the pressure is too much.
For the rest of the day, father and daughter studiously ignore each other, although both take sneaking peeks of the other. As I dim the lights for the evening time, they both gravitate towards the bed. Jacob hugs the right edge of the bed as they settle down for the night. Megan slides towards the center, rolling onto her side and facing her father. In the dim light, she appears to be studying her father’s rather muscular body as he seems to ignore her, staring up at the ceiling.
“Goodnight, Megan,” Jacob whispers in a low, uncertain voice…maybe afraid that speaking will start another argument.
“Goodnight, Dad,” she whispers back. A few minutes pass quietly. Finally, Megan reaches out with one hand and closes it around her father’s hand. He starts slightly, not expecting it, but takes her hand. Silence continues until Megan’s eyes finally close and she begins to softly snore.
Then and only then, does Jacob turn and stare at his daughter. There is a father’s love in his eyes, but much more. His eyes roam hungrily over his daughter’s lithe body…staring at her with the hunger of a starving man. He catches himself several times reaching out with his hand to caress her. Jacob mutters, “Damn it,” under his breath and turns away from her…his free hand moving down against his again tented shorts and rubs his cotton covered erection with regret before he finally falls asleep.
The next morning, Jacob awakes early, the habits ingrained from many years of rising early every morning. He explores the shower alcove, emptying his bladder and then, glancing continuously back at his daughter, takes a quick shower. Finished, he stands and lets himself air dry while staring hungrily at Megan…his cock hardening again, until he begins to stroke himself, halting only as Megan sighs and begins to stir. Hastily and with some distaste, Jacob dons his old shorts. When Megan awakes a few minutes later, she finds her father vigorously doing pushups.
He studiously ignores her as she wanders to the alcove and sitting on the toilet, pees without shame, staring at her father’s muscular form. She smirks as she wipes herself and then drops her thong panties to the floor. “Good morning, Dad!” she murmurs as she removes her bra.
Not glancing up, Jacob grunts, “Good morning, honey.” Megan frowns as he doesn’t look up and she turns and turns on the shower. I am interested in Jacob’s self control now. He tenses up as he hears the water running. A minute passes, then two. Jacob’s resolve doesn’t crumble until well into the third minute of his daughter’s shower.
Jacob glances up, his eyes widening as he gets his first glimpse of Megan’s naked, adult body. Soap suds cling to her nubile form, emphasizing her body, rather than concealing it. He stares at her high, proud breasts, nipples hard, standing out like erasers on the tips of pencils. He eyes travel downward, over her flat stomach and further south to discover her dainty pubic hair, shaved to a small rectangle above her vagina…labia lips fat and at this moment, slightly parted and glistening from the soapy water.
Megan’s father raises his eyes upward and gasps as he sees Megan looking back at him, a slight smile on her face, her hazel colored eyes offering a hint of possibilities. He is aware that his cock is suddenly fully erect and he turns away, sitting up with his back to his daughter and with some difficulty, begins to do sit-ups. Megan frowns at his sudden movement, but the frown quickly morphs into a naughty smile.
Jacob is still doing sit-ups when he hears the water shut off. Silence fills the room for long seconds until interrupted by Megan’s voice. “To hell with this thing!” she says and Jacob pauses in his workout when Megan’s bra flies over his head to hit the wall, followed quickly by her thong panties.
He stares at them like they are holy artifacts and after long seconds says, “Um…Megan, what are you doing? Put your, um…clothes back on!”
From behind him, he hears his daughter reply, “Like hell I will. You want to wear the same bra for more than a day, be my guest. Same goes for my thong…two days that thing has been up my ass…I am so over that!”
Jacob climbs to his feet and slowly turns. His daughter stands naked before him, running her fingers through her long, dark hair, trying to clear it of tangles. Jacob stares at his daughter and snaps, “Goddammit, girl. Get some clothes on! We can’t go naked here!”
Megan rolls her eyes in derision. She steps forward towards her father and cups her breasts, squeezing them as she approaches. “Hello! They’re just breasts, Dad! You know…boobs, knockers, titties? Everybody has ’em! Just tits, Daddy…no big deal!”
Jacob takes a step backwards for every step she takes toward him. Megan releases her breasts, one hand sliding downwards and between her legs, fingers slightly parting her already blooming vaginal lips. And it’s just a vagina, Father! You know…pussy, twat, cunt! No big deal…I’m sure you’ve seen your share of pussies, huh Dad?”
“For Christ’s sake, Megan, control yourself. Put your clothes back on!” Jacob stammers, absolutely flustered.
“Being naked is no big deal, Dad!” Megan fires back. “And it’s sure better than walking around in nasty underwear. Besides, if the news guys are right…and us getting naked is what gets this Creep off, then maybe the sooner we get naked, the sooner we can get the fuck out of here!”
Megan turns around and returns to running her fingers through her hair, leaving her father to stare at his daughter’s taut, shapely ass cheeks. He almost groans when Megan suddenly bends over, letting her hair fall over in front of her face as she works to get the tangles out. In doing so, she exposes her pussy, her labia parted to reveal wet, tender cunt flesh.
Jacob unconsciously rubs the front of his bulging shorts, seeking relief no doubt, from the powerful ache I’m sure he is feeling. He turns away, facing the opposite wall and says, “You…I mean we can’t do this, Megan. Put your clothes back on.” All he gets from his daughter is a snort of derision.
He walks over and picks up Megan’s panties and bra. He stares intently at his child’s soiled thong panties and for a moment his nostrils are flaring so much that I almost expect him to bury his nose in them and inhale her scent. Instead, he turns and stalks up alongside his daughter, his eyes roaming over her still bent over form, and he says as he holds out her underwear, “I’m your father, now do what I say!”
Megan straightens up and steps closer until her hard nipples are almost brushing her father’s bare chest. “Read my lips, Daddy,” she snarls with disdain. “NO!” She steps away from him, walking along the walls of the room. “I’m naked until I get some clean clothes, so deal with it, Dad! Stare if you want to…look away if you want. I don’t care!”
She ignores him while he stands there for several minutes with her wadded up underwear in his hands and then with an evil grin, says. “I don’t care if you go naked or not, but those shorts are starting to get rank too!”
The rest of the morning is spent in an uncomfortable silence. Jacob tries to ignore his naked daughter, but time and time again, he finds himself staring at Megan’s beautiful body. Megan doesn’t make it easier, not attempting any kind of modesty…she sits or lies down as she feels appropriate…legs often spread carelessly, showing off the moist, pink treasure between her thighs.
Shortly after lunch, Jacob takes his daughter’s underwear into the alcove and washes them out as she watches with amusement. He wrings them out and brings them back into the room and hangs them over the chair to dry. Megan is stretched out on the bed, looking radiant in all her delicious glory. Jacob’s eyes roam over her body. Megan looks at her wet undies, laughs and says, “I don’t think so!”
Jacob’s daughter eyes the almost constant bulge in her father’s pant. “I think you need to get out of those shorts, Dad. They smell and it looks like things are anxious to bust loose anyway!” She reddens at her slightly risqué remark and grins up at her father.
Jacob’s eyes widen at her remark and he starts to raise his hand as if to slap her, then he checks himself. “I can’t believe you’ve become such a slut. I’m ashamed of you.”
Megan laughs and gives him her middle finger. “How would you know, Father dear? You’ve ignored me for the last six years. How the fuck would you know what I am?” Her voice is an attempt at lightheartedness but is thick with bitterness.
They descend back into silence…a silence that lasts long into the evening. Jacob makes of point of ignoring his daughter, but taking every opportune moment to peek at her nude body. Megan says not a word, but will stare at her father daringly every single time she catches him looking at her. Not until long after I’ve dimmed their lights does the silence break.
Both father and daughter are lying prone on the bed, staring up at the ceiling. Jacob works himself up to speak, the tension evident in his clenched jaw. “I’m sorry I called you a slut, Megan.” After a long silence, he continues. “Goodnight, Megan. I-I love you.” He reaches out a hand to his daughter.
With a soft sigh, Megan whispers back, “I know, Daddy. Good night.” She lets her arm drop from her body and she takes her father’s hand for a moment, letting her fingers slip over his as if she was wiping them off. She rolls over away from her father, who is running his fingers over the wetness he suddenly feels on them. He brings his hand to his nose and sniffs. His nostrils flare widely even as his semi-erect penis stirs. He glances over at Megan and then hesitantly licks his fingers. Jacob groans and his cock stands at full mast, jutting out against his soiled shorts. He had no clue that in the almost darkness, his daughter has been fingering her pussy in a slow and lazy fashion.
Several minutes pass. Jacob’s erection does not waver in the slightest. He can’t seem to stop bringing his fingers to his nose. Finally, he eases off the bed and walks quickly into the alcove. His fingers are a blur as he stands over the toilet masturbating quietly but furiously. It doesn’t take long and he explodes; his huge wad of cum splattering noisily into the commode bowl. He bites his lower lip and tries to remain silent. On shaky legs he returns to bed, turning away from his daughter’s naked form.
He doesn’t see his daughter, still awake, an evil smile on her lips.
The next morning, Jacob awakes first again. He gets up and relieves himself. He stops at the entrance to the shower alcove and stares at his daughter, sprawled on the bed. His cock hardens again and he turns and turns on the shower, shucking his shorts. I admire his restraint as he resists more than a few strokes of his aroused, swollen organ. He ends the shower and is about to pull on his dirty shorts when he glances into the room.
Megan is awake and sitting up, her arms wrapped around her pulled up knees, intentionally or accidentally exposing her almost bald pussy. She shakes her head in disgust, saying, “You should just let it go, Dad. Those things are almost stiff enough to stand up by themselves.”
Jacob finishes pulling them up, grimacing as he does. “And you should cover up. Your things should be dry by now.”
Megan rolls over and pulls her underwear from the chair. She fondles them and sniffs them and then drops them to the floor. “They’re still damp and they smell funky. Ain’t no way I’m going to wear them.” She rolls back over, raising one knee up, offering her father a splendid view of her vagina. “And your shorts look pretty damn nasty, Dad. Take them off. We’re both grown-ups now…it’s no big deal being naked. You don’t have anything I’ve not seen before.”
Jacob stands there for a moment and then sighs. He is a man who doesn’t like to concede defeat, but three days in those shorts have rendered them very unpleasant. In an abrupt motion, he shucks them off again and in disgust, kicks them into a corner.
It is Megan’s turn to widen her eyes. Jacob’s cock is fully erect, pointing straight out from him towards her. As he feels her eyes upon him, his long, thick penis jerks to an even more upright position, almost slapping him in the stomach.
Megan climbs from the bed and strolls by her father on her way to the shower. She smiles as she reaches out and brushes his arm with her fingers. “Okay, Dad. I admit I was wrong. I haven’t seen anything quite that big before.” She giggles and rushes off to the shower. She takes a long, sensual shower, taking her time to soap up her body, caressing herself until her spying father looks ready to explode. Megan struts around wet and naked when her shower is over as she again uses her fingers to get the tangles out of her hair.
As her father ogles her body, she loudly complains about the lack of a hair brush. Getting a painful strand of hair cleared, she looked up at the ceiling, “The least you could have done, Creep, is left me a fucking hairbrush!”
I key my microphone and reply, “NOTED, MEGAN. I’LL SEE WHAT I CAN DO.” Megan jumps, startled at my voice. Even confined, a day or two without my voice and it is so easy to forget I am there.
“You scared the crap out of me!” she growls. She looks around at the ceiling…searching for a camera. “Are you happy, Creep?” she asks. “We’re naked! Are you getting a good look or do you need a better peek?” As she did when she confronted her father the previous day, she manhandles her breasts, lifting them upwards as if offering them to me. I’d be lying if I said my mouth wasn’t watering at the thought of sucking her lovely, uprights mounds of flesh.
Before I can reply, her father rushes across the room and grabs her by the arm. “Stop it! We don’t know what we’re dealing with! We don’t know what will set him off!”
Megan angrily jerks away from Jacob. “Back off, Daddy! You do what you think is best, I’ll do what I want!” She bounces away from him and leaps into the bed. “Hey, Creep! How about this? Is this what you want?” Rolling onto her back, Megan extends herself into a spread-eagled position, her labia lips parting. I think she’s terrified, angry, and turned on all at the same time. “How’s that for a beaver shot, huh? Is this what you were hoping for?”
“YOU’RE VERY LOVELY, MEGAN,” I reply. “BUT, I DO NOT REQUIRE ANYTHING OF YOU, BUT TO BE MY GUEST FOR A SHORT WHILE.” I cut the mike off and resume my observation of father and daughter.
Jacob is furious. He towers over his naked daughter, shaking a finger at her like he scolding a naughty child. “That was so stupid, Megan!” he says. “We haven’t a clue about who or what this guy is. We don’t know what might set him off. We know he’s released two families, but for all we know, he’s kidnapped and murdered dozens of others.”
Jacob’s words seem to be reaching his daughter, but in his ire, he goes too far and says, “So straighten your act up, Megan. Quit walking around acting like some street whore and act like the young lady I raised you up to be!”
Megan erupts in furious rage. “You didn’t raise me up to be anything, Father! You dumped me off to be raised by housemothers and nuns, Father! I’ll be and do anything I want! If I want to be ‘ladylike,’ I will. If I want to be a fucking slut, I will!” Megan glares up at her father, her face bright red with anger…and something more. “If I want to fuck the Creep, I will! If I want to fuck myself in front of you, Father, I will!”
As she says those words, Megan thrusts three fingers between her already blossoming cunt lips, ramming her fingers deep in her moist hole. Megan’s face contorts with the pain of the forceful thrust and from the pleasure of it as well. Through clenched teeth, she gasps, “A-And, Father, dear, there’s ahhhh, nothing you can do about itttahhh, unlessss you want to ahhhh, j-jack offfff!”
With astonishing fury, Megan begins to thrust her fingers in and out of her pussy in a blur of motion. Her other hand slides upward to her left breast and she teases her hard, pebble like nipples. All the tension of the past few days seems to be focused on her fingers plunging in and out of her wet, slick pussy. There is anger on her face…and lust…and need.
Jacob stands there for long seconds, his mouth gaping open in astonishment as his daughter writhes and twists on the bed as she finger fucks her wet snatch. His body trembles with desire and indecision. His mouth moves wordlessly until finally he manages to rasp out, “Megan…stop. This is awful. It’s wrong…insane.”
Megan is bucking upwards with her hips. “There’s ahhhh nothing bad going onnn, Daddddyyy!” she pants. “If…if there’s something wrong about mmmm, pleasuring myself…ahhhhhmmm, why is your dick hard, Daddy?”
Jacob is startled as he realizes that again his cock is so stiff it is slapping at his stomach. He spins away, staggering against the nearest wall. He rests his head against the cool concrete and tries to close his eyes, but he can’t…unable to resist the urge to turn and look at his masturbating daughter time and again.
Megan’s pleasure grows, building, urged on by her anger. She adds a fourth finger, almost fist fucking herself. Sweat pours off her naked body, making her fair skin glisten. Her moans give way to sobs of joy. Jacob cannot stop staring and his right hand wraps around his swollen cock and begins to stroke.
Tears run down Megan’s face as she watches her father masturbating as he watches her pleasure herself. “Do I make aaaagoddd, make you hard, Daddyyy!” Her four fingers have her labia split wide…showing the juices that are absolutely pouring from her wet twat. Her fingers are thickly coated with her cunt cream.
I hold my breath as both approach climax. Jacob is now crying as well, his hand working in a blur up and down his shaft while Megan struggles for breath, taunting and urging her father on!
“Do you…yesssss! Do you likeee watching meee ohhhhh Dadddyyyy! Am I making youuu cummm?” she gasps in a ragged, lust ridden voice.
Jacob sobs and then begins ejaculating, his seed splashing against the wall. He struggles to continue standing as his knees begin to buckle. His eyes never leave his daughter.
The sight of her father ejaculating sends Megan over the edge and she shrilly screams, “DADDDDYYYY!” and goes into orgasm, her body going into helpless spasms as she buries her fingers inside her wet pussy, pressing them deep into her womb. Her body is wracked with waves of ecstasy for long minutes, before she collapses in a sweaty heap. Father and daughter stare at each other, both gasping for breath, both taking deep draughts of the air laden with the mixed, heady scent of their desires.
I wonder if this is the moment. Their gasps for air fade, giving way to the most strained silence the I-Room has ever experienced. Jacob wipes tears off his face…expressions of shame and desire warring for control of his face. His eyes bulge with hints of madness and I fear for the success of this particular experiment. He staggers over to the chair next to the bed, takes it and turns it towards the wall and sits down.
Megan curls up on her side, watching him, her facial expressions a mix of ire and need. I wait for one to say something to the other, but neither speaks. The silence lengthens…seconds growing into minutes growing into hours. Megan watches her father intently for some sign…anger, love, lust, I’m not sure. Jacob rarely glances her way, although when he does glance over, intense longing seems to be the overriding emotion on his face. Lunch passes and both eat in silence…they take supper in a quiet that is almost deafening in its intensity.
Megan spends the early evening hours roaming along the walls of the room, looking like a lioness on the prowl. She seems to shine with carnal need. I can almost smell the scent of her aroused cunt. A sexual flush seems to cover her entire body. Her nipples are hard to the point of throbbing. Jacob huddles in his chair, exerting as much self control as a man with a raging erection can.
When I finally dim the lights, Jacob slumps to the bed and collapses…his hard-on waving in the air as he stares up at the ceiling. A few minutes pass and Megan climbs up onto the bed, edging close to her father, lying on her side and staring at him. Long minutes will pass before Megan whispers, “I love you, Dad.” She reaches out a hand and rests it on her father’s chest.
Jacob sighs at the touch of his daughter’s hand. “I love you, too,” he mutters back in a voice thick with emotion. He doesn’t move though. I really expect something to happen, but although both remain awake a very long time, neither one speaks or makes a move. I wait until both are sound asleep and then add something to the air mix to ensure several restful hours of slumber. I then enter the I-Room and leave a little gift.
The next morning begins as the others have begun. Jacob is up first. He quickly notices the item I’ve left. He picks it up, studies it, shakes his head and returns it to where he left it. He showers and walks around, letting the air dry his naked body, ogling his daughter’s beautiful form.
Megan awakes to her father looking at her, his cock standing up at attention in tribute to her loveliness. Her face is a mixture of emotions as yesterday’s events are remembered. Anger, Love, Embarrassment, Lust. Almost self consciously, she slides by her father, saying, “Good Morning,” in a quiet voice as she passes him…his erect cock almost brushing her thigh.
Jacob tries to smile and in a hoarse voice replies, “Good morning, honey.” He watches her hungrily as she sits and pees and then showers. He sighs unhappily like a man who knows what he wants, but doesn’t know how to get it.
Megan is aware of her father openly staring at her and her eyes are drawn again and again to his long, thick penis which actually grows a bit more as she lathers up her body. She spends a good deal of time soaping and washing her vagina, labia already blooming to reveal the tender, pink flesh beneath, running her fingers over and through her already aroused pussy.
She emerges from her shower engaged in the now daily ritual of trying to use her fingers to comb out the tangles in her long, black hair. Jacob clears his throat and says, “Um…the Creep left you a present, I think.” He reaches over and picks the hairbrush off the wooden chair and offers it to his daughter.
Megan squeals happily and her smile is so sweet and engaging, one could easily fall in love with her. “I can’t believe it. He actually gave me a brush!” She spins and bounces around, joyfully, a beautiful sight that makes my slight effort worth the time spent a hundredfold. Megan looks up at the ceiling and shouts, “Thank you, Creep!”
I key my mike and reply, “YOU’RE WELCOME, DEAR.” I click the microphone off, choosing not to engage them now. Despite my little gift, the tension in the room is incredibly thick. I suspect that today things will happen.
Megan happily begins to brush out her hair while her father watches her with a slight smile. Soon enough, she encounters some serious resistance, as in just a few short days, she has developed some nasty snarls in her hair.
Jacob watches her struggle with the tangles for a few minutes and then says in a low voice. “I could help you with that, Megan.”
His daughter turns and looks at him, her expression one of surprise and skepticism giving way to a pleased, almost shy smile. “I’d like that, Dad,” she says in a quiet, almost childlike voice…the first really peaceful words she has spoken to her father since they first awoke here.
She takes a seat in the wooden chair and her father takes the brush and standing behind her, begins to brush the tangles out of her hair. There are several sharp tugs and a few winces and whimpers from Megan before the tangles are gone. Jacob continues to brush her hair as it dries from her shower. Both seem at peace for the first time, although the sexual tension is still thick within the room. Although both father and daughter are calm, they both appear aroused.
Megan’s nipples are hard, pebbly things and her legs are slightly parted, revealing her blossoming cunt lips, her pink meat glistening with sexual excitement. Jacob’s penis is rock hard and is slipping between the wide slats of the chair back to poke his daughter in the back, although Megan shows no outward sign of the contact.
As Jacob works, Megan’s hair regains its glossy sheen. “This is nice,” purrs Megan.
“Yes, it is,” murmurs her father in reply as he strokes her hair again and again.
“I used to love it when you brushed my hair after my bath when I was younger,” says Megan. “That was my favorite times.”
“Mine too, sweetheart,” says Jacob his voice full of love and regret.
“I remember that last night on Martha’s Vineyard; we were staying at that beach house on vacation when I was fourteen. The weather had been so wonderful…we’d played on the beach all day long and you took me sailing, Dad. Remember that?”
Jacob smiles and nods his head. “I remember, Megan.”
“That last night, we sat on the deck and watched that storm off shore…lightning flashing on the horizon. I’d taken a shower and we were sitting in that big deck chair and you brushed my hair for what seemed like hours. That was the most perfect moment of my life,” said Megan in a small voice.
“I was so happy and in love with you, Daddy. I knew you loved me…I could feel it just like I can feel it now.” Megan’s voice begins to rise…suddenly I can hear the anger building up.
Abruptly she stands up and swings around on her father. “And two fucking weeks later, you dumped me in that fucking boarding school!” She shakes a fist at her father, who backs up abruptly. “Why? Why did you abandon me like that? What made you stop loving me?”
Jacob’s face is etched with misery as he stammers. “I never stopped loving you. I, uh, I did what was best…you needed better looking after because of uh, demands of work!”
“BULLSHIT, DADDY!” screams Megan. “I loved you! I was in love with you! You were my everything…my life! And you fucking abandoned me!” She rushes her father and begins to pummel his chest with her fists.
Jacob is appalled by the onslaught. He reaches out and grabs her by the wrists. “No, Megan, don’t!” he begs. “I love you. I’ve always loved you. I didn’t abandon you. It was for your own good!”
Tears flow down Megan’s face as she says, “How could leaving me be for my own good! I loved you…I thought you loved me and you went away…even in summer, you kept me in boarding schools and camps! Why?” She screams her question into her father’s face. “WHY?”
Shame flows across Jacob’s face as he mutters, “Because…because I loved you too much. I was afraid of what I might…might do to you!”
Shock widens Megan’s eyes. “Do? Do to me? What do you…?” Realization flows into Megan’s face. She breaks loose one hand and grabs hold of her father’s enormous erect penis. “You were afraid of fucking me with this thing?”
His face bright red with embarrassment, Jacob nods silently.”
This does not mollify Megan. “Fine…that explains things when I was young, but…” Her voice trails off and she squeezes her father’s cock till he moans and she is again nose to nose with him. “What about once I turned eighteen? YOU KNEW I LOVED YOU…EVERY GUY I EVER FUCKED I WAS PRETENDING IT WAS YOU!” She is sobbing now.
“I loved you so much…if you loved me, why didn’t you come to me and deal with how you felt…how I felt!” Megan releases her tight grip on her father’s cock, easing to a gentle stroke. Suddenly she leans forward and kisses her father roughly, her tongue running over his lips and forcing its way into his mouth.
Jacob grunts and tries to back away, running into the wall. “Megan, stop…we …we can’t do this.”
Megan pursues like an unstoppable force. “Tell me you don’t want it,” she says. Megan again kisses her father, thrusting her tongue hungrily into his mouth even as she slowly strokes his hard dick. Jacob groans and responds to the kiss, releasing her other arm even as he offers his daughter his tongue. They kiss passionately for a long minute.
Jacob breaks the kiss, gasping. “It’s wrong, Megan. You’re my daughter…you can’t…”
Megan grins evilly at her father. “You want it,” she hisses and suddenly drops to her knees. “You want your daughter to do this…you want your Megan to suck this cock, don’t you, Daddy?” Megan takes her father’s penis into her wide open mouth, sucking his cock with experienced ease. Up and down, her head bobs as she takes more and more of Jacob’s cock, until her lips are brushing his pubic hairs. The whole time, Megan is looking up at her father with soulful hazel eyes that match his own.
With a loud smack of her lips, Megan releases her father’s cock from her lips, a string of saliva and precum linking father and daughter, cock to lips. “You like it don’t you, Daddy…you like your baby girl sucking your big cock!” There is anger in her voice, and sarcasm, and underneath it all, hopefulness.
Jacob is speechless and he can only groan as he watches Megan return to his cock, sucking and licking with mad abandon…sucking him as if at any moment, this precious thing that she has longed for, for so many years, may yet be denied her. His cock becomes slick with his daughter’s saliva, her eyes always looking upward, even as his fingers intertwine in her luxurious black hair, urging her to move even faster up and down his swelling cock!
Jacob cries out in sudden orgasmic pleasure and Megan makes gobbling sounds as she expertly drinks the hot, creamy semen of her father that suddenly explodes into her mouth. Despite her obvious and experienced talent, so much man cream is flooding into her, she can’t swallow it fast enough and thick globes escape her luscious lips and oozes down her chin. Jacob’s knees buckle and only by leaning against the wall does he manage to stay upright. He sobs with joy and love, “Oh my God, Megan! I love you! I’ve dreamed of you doing that!”
Megan is still working furiously and does her level best to not allow her father to grow flaccid. She sucks his cock, milking every last available drop of sperm even as she maintains his erection. Satisfied with his erection, she releases him and falls backwards, now in a horizontal position, propping herself up by her elbows. Megan grins at Jacob through cum smeared lips and sneers, “Is that all you ever dreamed of Daddy? Don’t you want a little of this?” She relaxed onto her back and spreads her legs even as her hands spread wide her labia lips, revealing her sopping wet cunt flesh. Her inner thighs glisten from her freely flowing pussy juices. She thrusts her pelvis upwards, offering herself to her father. “Didn’t you ever dream of fucking me, Daddy?”
Jacob’s eyes widen and with a feral growl, he is upon his daughter’s body, kissing her passionately as he climbs between her legs, cock hard and seeking shelter in Megan’s hot, steamy cunt.
They literally catch me off guard. I barely have time to key the microphone and speak before Jacob can thrust his cock into his daughter’s vagina.
“THE MOMENT OF TRUTH IS AT HAND!” I announce as I release the magnetic lock on the door, allowing it to swing open. “YOU HAVE DISCOVERED THE BASIC TRUTH ABOUT YOURSELVES. YOU MAY PROCEED TO EXPLORE THIS NEW ASPECT OF YOUR LIVES OR YOU MAY CHOOSE TO LEAVE.”
Megan gasps, thrusting her pelvis up in an effort to capture her father’s cock with her clasping pussy. She looks over at the open door in shock and dismay. Jacob gazes at the door for long seconds, frozen immobile, his erect penis brushing the wet, tender edges of his daughter’s labia.
Megan moans and whispers, “No, Daddy, please!” She flings her pelvis upwards, enveloping her father’s swollen cockhead in her pussy. “Fuck meee, Daddy. I’ve waited for soooo long! Fuck me now, Daddy!”
At the sensation of Megan’s hot, slippery cunt flesh, Jacob turns and looks down at her with lust glazed eyes. With a wordless snarl, he thrusts his cock into Megan’s pussy, burying himself inside her to the root in one swift motion. He wiggles his hips and then begins to piston himself madly in and out of his daughter’s cunt.
Megan screams in joy, pain, and delight, as Jacob pounds his cock into her pussy again and again. Her legs rise up and wrap around his back, heels digging into his taut ass cheeks, urging her father to sink his cock into her, more deeply and more quickly!
Father and daughter kiss passionately, tongues dueling, licking and biting at each other like lust maddened animals. Their incestuous lovemaking is virtually wordless at this point. Groans and cries of sexual abandonment fill the air.
I grin to myself as I realize both are oblivious to the fact that they are making fierce love on a cold, concrete floor with a polyurethane coating. What pain they might be feeling from that is overwhelmed by the fierce carnal dance they are performing.
Megan’s fingernails tear down Jacob’s back as he bites and tugs on her engorged nipples. Her fingernails dig in to his butt above her feet, urging him to fuck her harder. Their bodies are slick with fuck sweat and with Megan’s juices which are literally pooling beneath her raised ass. With each stroke of her father’s cock, a stream of cunt cream pours forth…his cock is coated with her juices. Megan leaves love bits all over her father’s chest and neck, drawing blood several times. Like cats in heat, their lovemaking is intense, passionate and violent, building in intensity as they approach climax.
Tears are pouring down Megan’s cheeks, so powerful is the incestuous pleasure coursing through her body. As she begins to writhe under her father’s strong body, she manages to sob, “I…Love…You…Daddy!”
Jacob sobs helplessly, so swept up in the moment that he has dreaded and dreamed of for years. At his daughter’s words, he can contain himself no more and with a shout of ecstatic triumph, thrusts deep into Megan’s pussy, and begins to cum inside his daughter’s womb! Megan’s orgasm detonates as her father’s seed bathes her insides and father and daughter clasp each other’s sweaty bodies tightly as they ride their incestuous orgasm to completion.
As they return to Earth, Jacob, his cock still tightly clasped by Megan’s pussy, rolls over, allowing his panting daughter to rest atop his heaving chest. Between gasps for air, father and daughter kiss, tenderly one moment, passionately the next. Megan’s slender legs drape down on each side of her father, revealing a wet pussy, jammed with cockmeat and dripping semen. Her labia visibly tremble with the little orgasmic aftershocks that continue to ripple over her body.
Still teary-eyed, she whispers to her father, “I love you, Dad! I’m coming home. I’m leaving school and I’m coming home forever. I’m not going to spend another day without you, Dad.” She squeezes his still stiff cock for emphasis as she kisses him and whispers, “I’m never letting go of you, Daddy!”
Jacob kisses her tear-streaked face, nodding in agreement. “I love you too, Megan. My sweet little darling, can you ever forgive me for all the lost years?” he sighs, barely in control of his emotions.
His daughter kisses him tenderly…all anger seemingly vanished. “Just keep making love to me, Dad. As long as I’m in your arms, everything is alright.” Again she massages his cock with her cunt for emphasis.
Jacob growls again and sits up with Megan in his lap now. Carefully with his hands on her hips and her arms wrapped around his neck, he moves into a kneeling position and then with great caution he slowly rises to his feet, his daughter still impaled on his immense erection. Megan moans softly as he walks them to the bed, her legs now wrapped tight around his waist, her juices running heavily, leaving cum drops on the floor.
With the same care, Jacob eases himself and his daughter onto the bed, his cock never leaving her wet, tight pussy! With amazing tenderness, Jacob begins to fuck his daughter, slowly thrusting in and out of Megan’s jism drenched cunt. Father and daughter make love slowly. What had been violent animal passion earlier is now pure love expressed between Megan and her father…love on every level, joining them body and soul. In awe and appreciation, I gaze upon the purity of incestuous love as Jacob and his child become one being, perfect in its erotic simplicity.
This bout of lovemaking between the newly joined father and daughter lasts and last…Jacob steadied by two previous orgasms lasts for a long time. Megan mewls and coos words of love to her father between orgasms. The room becomes humid and thick with their sweat and scents as father thrusts his cock into daughter’s steamy wet pussy again and again, daughter thrusting her body upwards to meet father’s thick meat slipping inside her hungry cunt.
As time passes, Jacob rolls himself and Megan over, placing her on top. His daughter grins lewdly as she moves her legs to a squat position and begins to piston herself up and down on her father’s swollen penis. Sweat drips off her face, long, black hair swaying as she rides Jacob, her firm breasts jiggling enticingly. A last orgasm begins to grow inside of her and she sighs, “I love you, Daddy!” before becoming slack jawed, eyes glazed with incestuous joy as she begins to orgasm and orgasm and orgasm. The view of his daughter quivering with incestuous ecstasy while impaled on his massive cock is too much for Jacob and he thrusts upward one last time and begins to fill Megan’s womb with his thick semen again.
Time seems to stand still as daughter and father are locked together in orgasm. Finally, Megan collapses on top of her father. She whimpers as Jacob’s penis finally succumbs to weariness and deflates and slips from Megan’s semen packed cunt with a wet plop. Jacob kisses his daughter’s tears away and both fall into a deep, restful sleep.
They awake several hours later in each other’s arms. They both smile and kiss. I see no visible signs of shame or remorse. They cuddle for a long time before noticing the “honeymoon” gift of champagne, fruit, and cheese, I have left them.
As they examine my gift, I finally speak. “IF I MAY INTRUDE,” I begin. “I WISH TO THANK YOU FOR THE PRIVELEGE OF SEEING THE TWO OF YOU MAKING LOVE. IT WAS INSPIRATIONAL TO SAY THE LEAST.
“You’re welcome,” replies Megan in a subdued voice.
Jacob stares up at the ceiling for a long time before responding. “Is this what you do? Bring family together so they’ll commit incest? Is that what happened to the others?”
“I WILL DECLINE TO ANSWER THAT, JACOB. ALL VISITORS TO MY I-ROOM DESERVE DISCRETION. WHAT OCCURS IN THE I-ROOM STAYS IN THE I-ROOM.
Jacob cocks his eyebrow in curiosity. “But you brought us here hoping that we’d fuck…um, have sex?”
“I BROUGHT YOU HERE TO LEARN THE TRUTH ABOUT YOURSELVES. THAT IS MY ULTIMATE GOAL FOR ALL MY GUESTS. TO LEARN THE TRUTH ABOUT THEMSELVES…TO FULLFILL THEIR POTENTIAL. IN THE WORLD OUTSIDE, THERE ARE SO MANY BARRIERS THAT PREVENT US FROM SEEING THE TRUTH. THAT STOP US FROM PERCEIVING WHAT IS TRULY IMPORTANT. HERE, IN THIS ROOM, MY GUESTS CAN FACE WHAT IS REAL AND TRUTH AND ACT ON THE KNOWLEDGE GAINED.
“DO YOU, JACOB, REGRET WHAT HAS HAPPENED?”
Jacob blushes a little, but turns and puts his arm around his daughter’s waist and kisses her on the lips. “No. My only regret is denying my feelings longer than I should have.”
“AND MEGAN, ANY REGRETS?”
Megan shakes her head, smiling happily. “Only that you didn’t bring us here earlier. All my wishes have come true.” She says this even as she slips a hand down and begins to fondle her father’s semi-erect penis.
“What happens now, Creep?” asks Jacob.
” FOR THE NEXT SEVERAL DAYS, YOU WILL CONTINUE TO BE MY GUESTS…TO CONTINUE EXPLORING THE NEW WORLD YOU HAVE ENTERED. CONSIDER IT A HONEYMOON, MY GIFT TO YOU. AFTERWARDS…AFTERWARDS IS UP TO YOU. YOU HAVE LEARNED THE ESSENTIAL TRUTH ABOUT YOURSELVES. WILL YOU REMAIN LOVERS?”
“Yes!” says Megan emphatically! “Now that I’ve had him, I’ll never give my father up!”
Jacob grins and shrugs his shoulders. “I’ve learned I’m not going to win any arguments with her.”
I laugh in agreement. I bid them good day and remain quiet, allowing them to resume their discoveries of each other. And discover each other they do. I observe as they treasure each little discovery of each other. Megan astonished at how accomplished her father is at cunnilingus, seeming to know exactly where and what to kiss and tongue, seeking and finding every special pleasure spot of her pussy, making her cum so powerfully, that she literally showers his face with her pussy juices.. Jacob ejaculating in disbelief at the marvelous control his daughter has over her cunt muscles. I am enraptured watching both discovering that they are each anal virgins and their efforts to explore that aspect of their sexuality.
Theirs is a splendid and entertaining relationship to watch. Daughter a liberal, Father a conservative…they argue about everything, but in the end, always making up with passionate, incestuous lovemaking.
A week passes in which Megan and Jacob hungrily feast on each other, becoming inebriated with newly discovered depths of incestuous love. Their last night they go to sleep, wrapped in each other’s arms, bodies slick with fuck sweat. They awake in bed in a good hotel near their home. They talk a long time, astonished that they are suddenly free. They talk about what they are about to face and how to deal with it. They end with a last, passionate bout of lovemaking.
The media storm explodes as Jacob alerts his superiors of his return. His position as an agent of the FBI makes the media frenzy more frantic than ever. But, (and I am pleased to hear it), both father and daughter parrot the same testimony as my previous guests have provided. No mention is made or even hinted of their newfound relationship.
When questions of sexual activity are asked, Jacob relies on the discretion of the brotherhood of law enforcement to quash such speculations. Privately, the officials challenge Jacob on what happened, although he and his daughter stick to their specific stories. His role as an investigator in the previous episodes is speculated as a possible motive as to his “abduction” as well, leading authorities to place surveillance on the investigators as well.
As the media circus pulls up stakes and moves on to the next big story, Jacob quietly submits his resignation, ending a distinguished twenty-eight year career. He and his daughter move to Boston where he uses his reputation and contacts to begin a security consulting firm. Megan works as his personal assistant. At home, they are living as husband and wife. Each continues to surprise the other with their sexual skills.
Six months after their visit to the I-Room, I send my attorney to them to give them a deposit book for five hundred thousand dollars and an offer to live on my remote island, free from discrimination and ignorance. Much to my representative’s surprise (and mine as well), Jacob refuses the money and the offer to come live with us. He flatly tells my attorney that while he appreciates that I have helped Megan and him to find a new life together, he finds the thought of taking money distasteful, perhaps even unethical. He also informs my representative that Megan and he are quite happy with their new lives and to thank me for that most valuable gift.
I am saddened that they haven’t chosen to share their lives with my special community, but am happy knowing that they have taken the huge step to realize their full potential as each other’s lover. I will always take care to watch Jacob and Megan. Their lives are worth taking note. In the time that has passed they have become closer…both as father and daughter and as lovers. So far, their union has borne only the fruit of their own happiness. But I know that more benefits will come. Megan has asked her father to give her a son.
Once again, I deem the I-Room to be a success. I will continue forward and anticipate the I-Room’s next visitors.

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From mum to slut mum

The shock of the unexpected arrival of our sons in the middle of one of our wilder sexual exploits had shaken us to our very core. At 42 years old, 5’6″, and 135lbs, I had become a sexual dynamo over the last couple of years, much to the delight of my husband, Chas. Together we had engaged in sexual adventures that would have shamed even the lustiest of ancient Rome. And their marriage of 20 years had never been happier or more fun. Until last night, when our two boys, Rob and Rick derailed our fun by showing up at the house with 15 of their mates and Rob,s girlfriend Kari right in the middle of me naked, and having sex with a couple of old friends – Steve and his dog while Chas watched. Rick, our eldest was down from collage with about ten of the guys.
The ensuing party that followed where all the college boys, Steve, and Chas took their turn with me, fucking one or more of my three holes. Even Kari had taken a turn fisting me and I returned the favour by licking all the cum out her cunt and asshole after son,s Rob and Rick had fucked her. I also gave them a show fucking Steve,s dog. Rob had also given my ass a good thrashing with his belt as I was bent over the sofa. He had said it was a fantasy of his to whip my ass. I told him to go for it. All his mates cheered every thwack of the belt across my naked ass, and my loud moans.
After a while I rolled onto my back, opened my legs wide displaying my cum filled cunt to him, and told him to whip my tits and cunt as well. He had a wide grin on his face as he thrashed his mums naked body infront of all his mates. They could all see how I loved it, so many of them took to slapping my face and tits as well as my shaven cunt. Those areas of me were all bright red by the time everybody had finished abusing my naked body.
This had not only helped me resolve any qualms about my lustful life as a mature, hyper sexed wife, but also as “Slut Mom,” as I laughingly now proclaimed myself. And also as I jokingly put it, ‘ I guess that means that we won’t be known as the boring oldies from now on.” My son, Rob, was clearly ecstatic about the demonstrated sexual prowess of both his mom and dad. He said he could hardly believe how I had taken such a pounding from all his mates cocks, how I managed to take cocks in all my holes at once, and he had never seen a women take two cocks in her ass or two up her cunt at once.
As I sat next to him and his mates naked covered in their cum, them fingering my shaved cunt, and Rob mauling my tits, I told him this was nothing. That I had been gangbanged by more than double this amount several times, and at one party had been fucked by all the guests about fifty of them and several dogs. At one stage I had a cock in my ass, and cunt, two in my mouth, one in each hand being wanked, and two wanking over my face, all at the same time. They all marvled at this and agreed I was one dirty cumslut whore. At that point Kari came over with another guy who had just fucked her and said she had heard what I had told the guys and was sooo horny from it. So would I lick her cunt out again. I readily agreed, removed her panties and buried my head into her freshly fucked cunt. She pulled my face hard into her pubic mound and moaned as I sucked all his cum out of her succulant cunt.
“Fuck, you are a dirty slut, even more than me. I want to fuck you with a dildoe some more,” Kari said to me.
“Ummmm, I’d love that you filthy bitch,” I replied.
Chas had brought down my largest dildoe. A large black vibrating one of about ten inches long and three inches thick.
“Here Kari, use this on the slut,” he said.
“Ohhhh, I’m going to love this,” Kari said as she took the dildoe from Chas.
I open my legs wide and she thrust the black artificial cock in half it’s length. I groaned out loud. She pulled it out and without any gentleness plunged it back in to it’s full length. I cried out and involintarerly closed my legs. Kari slapped me across the face and shouted at me to open my fucking legs. I did so and she began to forcefully fuck me with this latex cock. Everybody was cheering as I cried out and loudly moaned in extasy. My body heaved and squirmed as she made me cum over and over again. Her hand banged against my cunt as she rammed it in to to hilt again and again. Kari slapped my tits and twisted my nipples. I gasped out loudly.
“You fucking whore, you fucking love this don’t you, you old cum bucket.” Kari said.
“Oh god yes, fuck me harder with it. Fuck me in the ass with it as well,” I shouted back at her.
Kari did. Pulling it out of my cunt and ramming it up my ass. I screamed out as it streached my shit hole.
“OOOHHHH FUCK, THATS FEELS SO GOOD,” I screamed out.
“I’m going to ream that ass hole of yours good,” Kari replied.
She speeded up, ramming it up hard. I was gasping hard, my body contorting. She rammed the black cock into my cunt again making me groan. Fucked me hard for a few minutes then shoved it back up my ass. Cum was squirting from both my holes as it ploughed in as she continued to alternate fucking both my holes, untill my body convulsed and spasamed to another violent climax. She pulled the large dildoe out of my cunt and sucked it, tasting my juices, then went down on me and licked my cunt clean, gently lapping away at my ravaged cunt, drinking in all the mixture of juices.
“Fuck, I enjoyed that. Fucking them cummy holes of yours,” Kari said after.
“UUUMMMMM, so did I,” I said panting. Ny naked body covered in sweat.
We then lay together. Our naked bodies squashed against each other. Kissing and exploring each others mouths with our tounges. Finally making each other cum together as we lay in the sixtynine position feasting on each others succulant cunts.
As Chas and I soon found out, Rick and his friends were on spring break and on their way to the beach for two weeks, and Rob and some of his mates were going with them. The unplanned rest stop at the house had changed their lives as well as numerous travel plans. While Rick and five of the group would continue on to the beach, ten of the kids were now joining Chas and I for their trip to the horse farm in the north. Son Rob, Kari, Chris and seven of the other guys had opted for the trip with Chas and me, a trip the two of us had been planning for weeks. Rick had asked rob to take some video of it all for him to take back to collage.
The farm, as we discovered some months earlier, was a resort for women interested in enjoying the sexual pleasures of the well trained horses that resided there. As preparations for the drive to he ranch neared, I was bursting with glee at the trick I was about to play on my husband, Chas. For the four-hour drive to the farm, I had planned a voyage of teasing torment for Chas. I had selected a pair of black crotchless panties, black garterbelt and seamed black stockings. As I hooked an outrageous black half cup bra, I smiled to myself,
“This will give him something to think about while he’s driving.” I adjusted my overflowing breasts into the tiny push-up cups, and I had to laugh out loud.
“Well,” I said to myself, noticing that my breasts and nipples were totally exposed and shoved up as far as they possibly could in the outfit,
“I guess this will give them all something to think about.”
I put on a simple, purple silk wrap dress that clung tightly around her mature curves and that was held closed by a single button on the side. The front of the dress wrapped so low, that I literally fell out of the dress every time I moved. “Well, that’s the purpose of it, isn’t it,” I thought to myself. My plan was simple. I would sit next to Chas as he drove and play with myself, thereby teasing him the whole way. The dress and underwear were perfect for it. I could easily fondle and masturbate myself, given the openness of the outfit. “Wow!” I said looking at myself in the mirror as I headed out the door, “Now that’s what I call a real farm outfit!”
Outside, I slipped into the passenger seat of the mini-van and flashed a huge smile at Chas, already in the driver’s seat and waiting for me. Chad and another young boy had piled into the seats directly behind us, and another two of Doug’s college buddies sat behind them in the third row of seats. I looked behind them at the other SUV in the caravan and noted that Kari was in the passenger seat and son Rob was driving. “Well, she won’t have nearly as much fun as I plan to have,” I quipped to myself, doubting that Kari would be tormenting their driver as I knew I was going to do to Chas. Four other mates were sat behind them.
We were only on the road for a few minutes before I began my plan and what I was sure would be four hours of pure agony for Chas. I casually spread my legs open and the slit of the wrap dress fell apart and ran all the way up to my waist. I coyly slipped a hand between the opening in the crotchless panties and began casually fondling myself, smiling all the while at my husband. I noticed that the guys sitting behind us had apparently dozed off, so I playfully lifted a finger to my mouth, slipped it between my lips and sucked on it for a minute. I could tell from the look on Chas’s face that I was getting just the reaction I wanted. Slowly removing the saliva- drenched finger from my mouth, I lowered my hand and stuffed the dripping finger into my damp crotch and spread my exposed cunt lips wide apart for Chas to see.
“Ahhhh,” I gave out a small gasp, working the finger in a little deeper into my opening. “Had the boys heard anything?” I wondered, turning my head slightly to see. No, they all asleep and seemed unaware. Reassured, I pushed aside the top fold of the dress. With my other hand, I began pinching and rolling the hard nipple of one of my exposed breasts. “Oooooo,” I said very quietly. Chas was really going crazy, and I could tell it. He was trying to watch me as much as possible and still keep his eyes on the road. I could see the huge bulge in his trousers and playfully asked,
“Is there anything wrong, dear?” Turning slightly to the seats behind him,
Chas said, “Okay, fellas, I think now would be a good time.”
Someone hit the lever on my seat and the backrest quickly reclined, almost throwing me over into the back seat. Now lying nearly flat, I didn’t have time to react. Strong hands unsnapped my seatbelt and slid me effortlessly into the back seat and between the two laughing college guys. The seatback returned upright and I could feel a hand searching for the button on my dress. Instantly my dress was pulled wide apart and I sat now fully exposed between the two young men.
“So boys, what did you have in mind?” I asked playfully.
Two hands reached over from the seat behind me, grabbed my wrists and pulled my arms gently up over my head, pinning them to the back edge of my seat.
“Hey!”
I barely had time to utter, before the boy behind me who was pinning down my hands, leaned over the back of the seat. With his face on mine, he pressed his lips to mine, his tongue thrusting deep in my mouth. More strong hands slipped between my stocking-clad thighs and with one swift tug, they spread my legs wide apart. My ankles were now being held over the boy’s laps and pinned on the outside. I was pinioned, spread-eagle in the seat, as eager mouths now clamped to each of my naked breasts and began sucking.
“Uhmmmm,” I struggled to speak, but only mumbles came out of my tongue filled mouth.
I could feel busy fingers now working at my spread smooth shaven cunt, pulling my cunt lips apart and opening me even wider. Slowly, fingers from two different hands slipped easily inside my moist crease and began moving smoothly in and out.
“I guessed that you would try something like this on the trip, so the guys agreed to help me,” I heard Chas smugly say from the front seat.
“You should know dear, it’s not fair to tease a defenseless man who can’t do anything about it. So we thought we’d do a little turnabout for the next four hours. You’ll get to play, but you won’t get to come.”
And for the remainder of the drive, I lived through hours of pure torment. My dress and panties had now been compleatly removed, and I now only had on my stockings, garter belt and high heel shoes. Repeatedly, one of the boys would massage and rub my clit, working me right up to the brink of an orgasm, and then stop. At intervals, I would find my face buried in one of their laps, sucking on a swollen cock or licking ass, while a guy sitting behind me pounded his meat into my aching cunt or stretched rectum. But again, whenever I neared a climax, they would pull out, leaving me to cool off for a moment. Then, they would re-entered me, cum inside me and withdrew again before I could reach orgasm.
Pleeeeasse, let me cum!” I wailed. “YES! YES! I neeeed to cummmmm! Please!”
“Sorry,” Chas laughed. “Were just getting you ready. When we get to the farm, you’ll be so hot, that you’ll die to fuck something.”
“Oh, and don’t forget the whore likes it rough, likes the pain, so slap her around abit guys, ok,” Chas added.
Ok Chas,” one of them answered back.
“You hear that cunt, We’re to slap you around,” Chad said.
“Ummm, Yes.” I groaned.
Hands began to rain down on my naked flesh. My ass cheeks turned red. My body heaved as my tits were slapped over and over again, and as my face was slapped. A hand slapped my open cunt and I closed my legs automatically at the assult.
“Open your fucking legs bitch, we want to slap that well used cunt of yours,” Chad shouted.
I opened them and my cunt was immeadiatly spanked again. I groaned loud as several pairs of hands took their turn at slapping my abused cunt. I was told to pull my cunt lips apart, opening me up so they could rain blows down onto my exposed clit. I scream out in pain and extasy as they did.
And at no point in the trip was I allowed to have an orgasm. Occasionally, one boy would pump me hard in the ass, pull abruptly out, and roll me around, where another guy would quickly penetrate my cunt for several pumps. Then, diabolically, they would flip me again for more rapid pounding in my dilated asshole as I bucked and humped. They would then swap over. The one pounding my ass changed to my cunt, the other changed to pounding my cunt until I screamed out. Their hands would be slapping me, mauling my tits and my nipples would be pulled and twisted.
“That’s it, stick that ass up in the air to fuck, show them your tits and cunt. Let the people passing by outside see what a dirty cunt you are as we fuck you,” they said to me.
As trucks pulled alongside the car they made me open my legs wide and give the drivers a show of them ramming their fists in and out of my shaven cunt hole and slapping my tits.
They would tell me what a fucking slut I was, call me a dirty whore and cumdump. Tell me my cunt and asshole were made for fucking, and that my mouth was for sucking cock and empting cum into. And always, my hands were held tightly to keep me from touching myself and relieving myself. Repeatedly, the men took me to the very brink of my orgasm and ecstasy, then nothing. They would stop and leave me to cool down, writhing, moaning and suffering.
Frequent roadside stops allowed them all to switch places and drive or play with me. They even sold me to strangers at some of the stops, telling them they could fuck any of my holes and cum in me, but not to let me cum. I would be taken out of the car naked, where I let these men use my body on the roadside or in lorry cabs and in the filthy mens room at roadside cafes, where they fucked my ass and cunt, but never allowing me to cum.
Everybody would stand and watch as I walked with them, clad only my stockings and heels, and then be fucked by them. I heard Rob telling the men how the whore was his mum, so to fuck the slut hard, maul my tits and pull and twist my nipples or smack my ass, slap me around which they all did readily, and telling them what a piece of shit whore and piss drinking, cum swallowing slut I was.
The strangers all got such a kick out of fucking my ass, face down in the dirt or on the dirty piss covered floors of the mens toilets infront of my husband, son, and his mates. Even more so when I moaned out loud and told them to fuck my ass and cunt hard and deep because I was going to suck their cock dry after they had cum in me.
One guy roughly wanked me off by the car not caring I was naked and on show to anyone who came by.
“You want to fuck me here where anybody can see us,” I said to him
“You may be filthy whore who doesn’t care about showing people what a slutty piece of meathole you are, but I really don’t want to be seen fucking you in public,” he growled back at me.
He then dragged me to the gents toilet at the back of the run down petrol station and pushed me onto my knees on the toilet floor. He then thrust his cock into my mouth. After a few minuets he yanked me up by my hair and told me to bend over the dirty toilet bowl. I turned around, bent down and draped myself over the bowl, kneeling in the piss that was on the floor.
“Thats it, you fucking piece of cunt. I’m going to fuck the shit out of you now. Destroy your cummy asshole good.” he said to me.
“Go on then you fucking bastard, ream in out good. Fuck the shit out of it,” I shouted back at him.
He rammed his cock in hard to the hilt. I cried out loud.
“Thats it cunt, scream. Your where you belong, naked, on your knees in a dirty toilet selling your holes to whoever wants to pay a few quid to fuck them.” he went on at me as he fucked my ass and viciously mauled my tits.
“I bet you love having your husband and son and his mates seeing you naked on the piss covered floor of a mens toilet having your ass fucked good don’t you, you piece of shit, well don’t you slag,” he shouted at me and pulled harder on my tits.
“Fuck yes, I love it, and I know they all get a kick out of watching me getting fucked legless.” I gasped.
“I bet they all fuck your brains out as well, hey slapper,” he said.
“Yea, I’m always on my back naked and got my legs apart or my ass in the air for them, where ever we are,” I groaned.
“Yea, she loves fucking my mates and me infront of dad,” Rob said.
He soon cum, shooting large amounts of his seed deep in my bowls. I still had not cum myself. He pulled out, pulled me off the bowl and threw me onto the floor, pissed on me, then spat on me.
“Tell you what guys, I”d love to see him fuck his mum, ten quid do it,” he said.
“I, ok then mate,” Chas said.
Rob pulled me back up off the floor, pulled me outside around a corner and told me to lay across some waste bins. I did as I was told and he ordered me to open my legs. As soon as my cummy cunt was exsposed he dropped his shorts and ploughed his hard cock into me up to the hilt. He pounded away, stopping now and then so I did not cum.
“Talk dirty to her,” the guy said to Rob.
Rob began to talk dirty to me, calling me a slut and a piss whore. Telling me what a big cunt I had, and how I must of had hundreds of cocks pounding it over the years. Telling me how he loved to watch his mates fuck my ass and cunt, and piss over me. He also told me how they would all love to see me have a huge gangbang where at least a hundred men would use all my holes and wank and piss over me. I told he as he fucked me that I would love to put on that show for them all.
He then speeded up fucking me hard and roughly mauling and slapping my tits and twisting my nipples until he shot his warm cum into my waiting cunt, then another load over my belly and tits. He then pulled me onto my knees and told me to suck him clean. I drained every last drop. The guy then paid Chas and told him that was quite something to see.
“Fucking filthy piss whore. Good for fucking and nothing else I recon.” he said to me, then walked off.
I got up off the ground and washed some of the mess off me at a tap outside the toilet then walked back to the car with the guys, cum running out of my asshole and down my legs. They guys were telling me how they had enjoyed the show. I told them I had enjoyed putting it on. Chas and Rob said they would have to organise the gangbang for me.
During the rest of the journey all of the college guys, including Rob and all the guys from the other car, and Chas swapped positions numerous times throughout the trip and when they finally drove up to the farm, everyone was well satisfied. Everyone, that is, except me. Where as all the guys had cum numerous times during the journey, I was a picture of pent up sexual frustration.
“Boys, she’s so hot, she’d fuck a fence post,” Chas said to the group, mockingly, getting to the farm hand mode as they all climbed out of the van.
They all laughed. I got out and slipped my dress back on.
“Yea, and probably fuck anything that walks on two or four legs as well,” Rob said.
More laughing.
“Great! Great! The rest of the group’s arrived!” bellowed Bob, the farm owner, as we all walked into the lodge house.
A portly, gray-haired man, Bob and his diminutive, leathery-skinned wife, Harriett, reminded me of a couple who should be running a crop farm or a bed and breakfast, rather than a sex resort. Chas introduced us all, and told Bob and Harriet how they had warmed me up on the journey ready for the show, and how I had a cunt, ass, and belly full of cum to show for it. They both laughed and said they were glad to hear it. Bob added he was looking forward to adding his cum to my ass and cunt later as well.
Introductions were made all around and we met the other three couples with whom we would be sharing the session. We met Emma and Phil, a short, slim couple in their 40’s and Jerry and Rita, a mismatched couple if ever there were one, I thought. Jerry was well into his 60’s, very tall at six foot eight, with gray haired and a pencil thin body. Rita, his wife, on the other hand, was a hefty Midwest girl in her twenties with peroxide-white hair. The last couple introduced startled me a bit, as I recalled their faces from photos and movies on the farm website.
“This here is LeAnn and Roy,” Bob boomed gleefully.
“Why hell, they’re such regulars here, we feel like they’re family. “Cept they keep throwin’ money at us, trying to buy the place and the horses.”
I smiled as I greeted the stunning blonde. Her enormous breasts, as I knew from the photos, were obvious implants with no sign of subtlety. They were at least 44 inches, but stood unnaturally, albeit awkwardly, straight out. Her full, pouting lips were obviously the result of collagen injections. But what I noticed more than LeAnn’s huge breasts and lips were the diamonds – a necklace, bracelet, earrings, and rings – all huge, all real. Her clothes were tailored and expensive. I guessed Roy to be an ex- footballer with this, his trophy wife toy. In his 30’s, he was tanned, health club fit and very handsome, with a heavy Southwest accent when he spoke.
“M’aam,” Roy said smoothly, as he shook my hand.
“Really lookin’ forward to watchin’ you ride that stallion.”
“Well,” said Bob, jumping in. “I guess that takes us right to it, don’t it! So you all unpack and come on out to the barn. Fellas, don’t forget to bring your cameras, but remember, no flashes. Spooks the horses, and I’m sure the ladies don’t much like it either,” he said laughing.
Within minutes, the place looked like a nudist camp, with everyone running around naked and rushing out to the barn. I bumped into LeAnn in the hallway, both of us naked, clad only in our high heels.
“I have a small confession to make. We’re not here accidentally this time,” LeAnn said after they had chatted for a minute.
“Bob showed us some photos your Chas sent to him, so we asked Bob to let us know if you ever decided to come. That’s why Roy was really hot to see you. And…, well, so was I.”
The blonde looked down at my shaved cunt and added, “You’ll have a lot of fun with that today.” and gently stroked my moist cunt.
“ummm, I’m sure I will,” I replied, now feeling that the conversation had grown a bit sexier.
LeAnn asked, “May I?”
Without a word, the buxom blonde dropped to her knees in the hallway as I spread my legs. In a second, LeAnn had buried her head between my legs. I moaned as she lapped at my juicy cunt until I cum.
I started to say “Thank you,” but before I could, LeAnn stood up and pressed her body firmly against mine and kissed me.
LeAnn put her hand onto my pubic mound, then slipped one, two, three, and finally four fingers into my generous, dripping cunt, still filled with the boy’s cum from the trip. Breaking the kiss and slipping her hand out from inside of my slit, LeAnn smiled saying,
“Just wanted to make sure you won’t have any problems with the horse, and you shouldn’t with that big well used cunt. Don’t worry, honey, it’ll be fun.”
At that, LeAnn turned and walked down the hall. I wasn’t embarrassed, at what LeAnn had just done, nor that she must of felt all of the cum still inside her. Obviously, LeAnn had known what the globs of sticky cream were.
“What was that all about,” said Chas, walking up to me in the hall, after observing the scene with LeAnn.
“I thought I was going to have a heart attack, right there. I’ve never seen that much tit pressed together, except in my dreams,” he said jokingly.
“Well,” I replied. “I think I was just measured, fitted, and approved for the afternoon activities,” I said smiling, as we walked down the hall and out to the barn.
Everyone had gathered outside the barn, as the cluster of naked people milled around waiting for Bob. The men all carried video cameras and Chas had loaned Rob and the college guys some of his extra equipment. I thought that I was not going to have any problem with this, but when I saw my son, Rob, standing there, stark naked with a video camera around his neck, preparing to film me having sex with a horse, I instantly wanted to run.
“It’s okay, sweetie. Trust me,” came the voice at my shoulder. There stood LeAnn, comforting me and noticing that I was staring across at son Rob.
“What’s wrong, Honey?” LeAnn asked. “Did you bring your husband and your lover to the same party?”
“You have no idea. Even worse,” I replied. “Husband…” I said, pointing to Chas, “…and son,” shifting to point to Rob.
“All right!” LeAnn said. “Well, you folks really are going to have a good time, aren’t you?”
After a moment, LeAnn added, her smile now becoming slightly menacing,
“Well, the biggest thing is that you all enjoy yourself. And I can sure help there.”
Then she disappeared into the crowd. I was now confused and a little bit worried about what seemed to come out as a threat from LeAnn. Then I shrugged it off, figuring that I had just read it the wrong way.
Soon Bob and Harriett emerged from the barn leading a brown stallion and brought the animal to rest in front of the group.
“We thought y’all would like a little lesson in animal husbandry,” Bob said, “so for those who’ve never seen one, we’d like to show you what the ladies are about to enjoy. We just need one of the ladies to help us out.”
Without a second’s hesitation, Kari’s voice shot out of the crowd.
“Oh, pleaseeee!! Me! Me! I’ll help. Please, can I?” And at that, she came bounding out of the crowd.
“Why, yes M’aam, you sure can. Just settle down and don’t move quite so fast around the animals,” Bob drawled, as if he were a game show host. “Now just come down here and do as I say.”
Kari dropped down below the horse and for the next few minutes followed Bob’s instructions and he directed her to rub the animal while Harriet waved a small cloth under its nose.
“We just help things along with a little mare scent. And these animals have been well trained, so they know what this is all about. If Mr. Ed ever shows up, he can tell us whether they prefer fucking the ladies or other horses,” Bob drawled.
Waves of laughter erupted in the crowd. I could tell that that was a standard joke that Bob used for every one of these parties. I had the odd feeling that I was on an amusement park tour. Within moments, the horse’s massive pink cock began emerging from the sheath and Bob directed Kari to rub gently and then start to suck. True to form, Kari didn’t hesitate and slipped the huge black, mushroom shaped head of the horse’s cock into her mouth. I looked around and noticed that the men in the group were now all sporting rigid cocks as they watched Kari perform. Some of the men were photographing the action. I also noted that the few women in the group were helping some of the guys out and were sucking on any available cock. Emma was locked onto the cock of her husband Phil, while Rita’s head bobbed up and down on one of the college boy’s rigid member.
I turned around looking to find Chas but saw LeAnn kneeling in front of her son, Rob, her mouth and cheeks stuffed full with the boy’s prick. LeAnn had both of her hands wrapped around the boy’s ass and was rapidly slamming his hips into her face, as his cock disappeared into her full lips. Her husband, Roy, was nearby, not photographing Kari and the horse like the others, but taking pictures of LeAnn sucking Rob. I looked back to Kari and was now amazed as she saw the gigantic, fully erect horse cock swaying beneath the animal and the young girl struggling with the massive member.
“My God, that thing’s huge,” I murmured to myself, amazed not only the length of it, but more by the width.
“There’s no way she’s going to take all that in her mouth.” I murmered to myself.
Kari was able to get the head and four inches down her throat comfortably, but more was just not possible. After several minutes of frantic sucking, Kari was about to quit, when suddenly the girl’s mouth erupted, filled with milky horse cum. I watched as Kari clamped down with her mouth, attempting to swallow all of the enormous discharge and for a moment appeared to be succeeding. In a moment, the girl’s moth exploded again, covering her face and drenching her in a shower of horse semen. Kari coughed and gagged as she tried to recover from the torrent of milky liquid running down her chin and onto her chest.
“Well, as you can see, everything with horses is on a bigger scale,” Bob said to the group, as he helped Kari up. “Some are bigger than others, some will produce more semen than others. Sorta like men,” he quipped. “Two or three cups of semen is about normal, but I’ve got one that, I swear, will give over two quarts. So let’s all head on into the barn, shall we.”
Inside the barn, bright lights illuminated the large open area. Only an inclined, wooden platform filled the vacant area and all of the lights seem to illuminate and focus on that one spot. The platform was padded and had worn leather handles on one end. I instantly recognized the raised area from the photos on the Internet. I remembered how hot I had first become watching the short video of LeAnn being fucked by a horse on that very platform. I could feel myself growing a little weak in the knees at the thought of being up there myself, while the group looked on, ogled and photographed me.
As Harriet, Bob’s wife, led a large brown stallion out from the stable area and near the platform, word spread throughout the crown that Emma, the petite wife of Phil, had upon seeing Kari choke on the massive horse cock, chickened out and was now just another spectator. So that left me and the plump girl, Rita. It was Rita who spoke up and wanted to go first. Cameras began clicking and whirring as Rita awkwardly climbed up on the platform, grabbed the leather handles and waited with her large, round ass sticking up in the air. Leaving the horse for a moment, Harriet moved over to Rita.
“Relax Honey,” Harriet said, as she smeared a handful of slimy substance on Rita’s exposed cunt and repositioned her legs, spreading them a little wider apart.
“This stuff will get him up and it’ll sure make it a hell of a lot more comfortable for you,” the old woman explained, as she worked her tanned fingers into the young woman’s spread vaginal folds.
With that, she walked back to the horse, took its reins and walked it over to the platform. The horse paused momentarily, sniffed at the protruding buttocks in front of it, then lurched forward. With both forelegs up on the platform, the animal shuffled its hind legs into position. With a nonchalance that comes from repetition, Harriet grabbed the massive black and pink erection that swung below the animal and pressed it against the woman’s greasy sex lips.
“Okay, here we go,” Harriet warned and steered the huge prick into the opening.
“AHHHHHHH!” the young woman shrieked and began shaking her ass from side to side, attempting to dodge the invading cock.
“Hang in there, Honey! You’ll get used to him in a minute,” Harriet comforted, as she steadied the woman’s wildly swing ass.
Slowly four inches of the giant pink tube slid forward and disappeared as Rita continued to whimper. I watched the scene unfold before my eyes and was about to turn and walk out of the barn when I felt familiar arm wrap around my naked waist. It was Chas, there as if on cue to provide reassurance.
“So what do you think now? You still up for this?” Chas questioned, as he nodded in the direction of the platform, Rita, and the horse.
I remained silent, pondering my response, when I felt his hand slip from around my waist, down around my ass, between my legs and start massaging my swollen cunt.
“You were such a hot slut on the way down here,” Chas whispered in my ear. “And you know how much you like being a hot slut, don’ you?”
I remained silent.
“Don’t you? You want to show everybody what a slut you are, don’t you?” Chas whispered.
“Yes,” I said softly.
“Yes, what?” Chas pressed.
“Yes, I’m a slut and I want everybody here to know it,” I quietly replied.
Chas kissed me deeply and I could feel his fingers spreading my swollen cunt lips apart. I felt a quick thrust from behind as Chas spread me open. A rigid cock slipped between my ass cheeks from behind and worked deep into my spread opening. Chas pressed his mouth hard against mine as the cock drove deep into my dampness and then began a steady pumping.
“Ohhhhh,” I moaned as Chas broke the kiss.
I could feel his hand still rubbing and spreading my hot cunt, opening me up for the penetration from behind. I turned slightly and saw Chad’s glowing face as he pumped away.
“Look at that,” Chas again whispered into my ear. ” Look at that hot horse cock. You really want that, don’t you?” Chas said, nodding in the direction of the platform. “Chad, you want to see Kathy fuck a horse, don’t you?”
Chad leaned forward and nibbled on my ear as he continued to pound his cock into me from behind.
“Yes, oh God yes! You’re the hottest slut I’ve ever seen. I can’t wait to see all of that big dick in this big hot cunt of yours, all the guys want to see you fucked by it, film you so Rob can show all the guys back at college what a sexy slut he has for a mum.” Chad murmured in my ear.
My head was spinning as the voices poured into my ears. I looked out with half open eyes to see the brown stallion dismounting. Rita had taken eight inches of the beast and called it off, unable to take any more. I saw the chunky young woman climb down, her face streaming with tears as many in the crowd applauded. Now fears flooded into my mind and I was about to scream, ending this bizarre dream, when another erect cock pressed hard against my belly. Agile fingers began manipulating and rubbing my rigid clit, and a new voice filled my ear. It was Rob, my son, now rubbing his swollen cock against me, as Chas and Chad now pressed hard against my shaking body, as I was sandwiched tightly between the three, unable to move, unable to think.
“You can do this, Mum. All the guys were saying what a hot fuck you were on the way here, how they all fucked you, how you loved their cocks up your ass and cunt, and how many cocks you sucked and swallowed their cum. We all so much want to show the guys at college what a slut and good fuck you are as well ,” Rob whispered.
All the while he was rubbing my clit as chad fucked me. Chas was squeezing my tits and pinching and twisting my nipples.
“Yes, so do I as well, son. I want them all to see me naked being gangfucked and taking horses cocks up my cunt,” I moaned.
Kari walked over to us.
“You want to see Kathy fucked by the horse as well don’t you luv,” Rob said to Kari.
“Ummmm, oh yes. I really want to see that huge cock dissapearing up your big slutty cunt. I want to hear you scream and moan as it bores you out. I love watching you being well used,” she said to me and kissed me, her tongue darting into my mouth.
I could taste the horse,s cum in her mouth and moaned as she joined Rob,s hand playing and fingering my shaven cunt. Rob began to rapidly rub my hard clit and play with my nipples along with Kari,s fingers probing alongside Chad,s cock, as he poured encouragement in my ear from one side and Chas from the other with Chad whispering from behind.
“Chas should hire you out to some dirty, rundown backalley whorehouse, where your kept naked and sold to any guy or down and out for a couple of pounds who wants to shove his cock into any of your well used holes,” Chad said.
“Yes, that’s right, your made for fucking, dad ought to keep you naked and ready for us to fuck all the time so we can come and use your holes, shoot our cum into them when ever we want to. This cunt,s made for that horse,s cock, isn’t it mum,” Rob added as he pushed a few fingers into my cunt along side Kari,s as well as Chad.s cock.
“Yes, yes, it is, and you and any of your mates can come and strip me naked and play with or fuck my holes, use me as your cumdump whenever you want, and yes, I ought to be in a whorehouse,” I gasped back at him.
“Rob lifted my one leg up to his waist and then spread my ass cheeks.
“Look at all that cum in you ass, see how easily my cock slips in,” he said as he slid his cock up my ass and began to fuck it.
I groand out loud as I was fucked in both holes and had my cunt and tits played with by Kari and Chas.
“You want to cum, don’t you whore. You’ve wanted to all day. All the time our hard cocks were filling you with cum. So, now’s your chance. Go let it all out! show everybody here what a cumslut and a whore you are, show them what a first class fuck you are and take all that horses cock up your big cunt.” Chas said and in one swift motion, Chad and Rob,s cocks popped out of my cunt and ass and I was propelled forward.
“All right. Here’s our next little lady,” Harriet called out.
“And she’s already warmed up, as I’ve been told she,s had a dozen or more men fuck her on the way here, and she’s never happier than when she’s naked, on her back, legs apart, with a cock between them. wether it be from the two or four legged variety.” Harriet carried on telling the crowd.
Everyone in the crowd hooted and clapped, having all witness my preliminary with Chad and the others.
“So, fellas, get your cameras goin’ ’cause this slut should be a good one.”
I walked over to the platform, as if in a daze and was about to crawl up when I saw a huge black station emerge from the stable area. Leading the huge beast was LeAnn, with a huge smile on her face, her magnificent breasts, bouncing with each stride. The two closed in on me and when the blonde was next to me, LeAnn stopped.
“I saved the best for you, sweetie. This fella’s the biggest they got here. Hell, even I’ve never been able to take all of him. And sweetie, I’m there best there is at this,” LeAnn said, her smile blurring to become a sneer.
“So get your old ass up there, ’cause I’m really enjoy this.”
I stared at her, first in confusion, then in anger. Then I shifted my gaze over to the horse, a giant, looming, black beast. I looked back to LeAnn, then again to the horse and stepped next to the stallion. I leaned over and in a mock whisper into the animal’s ear, said in a voice loud enough to be heard by all said,
“Let’s fuck, stud, and let me show this bitch how to fuck horse,s. I’ve been wanting to cum all day!”
With that, I climbed up on the platform, grabbed the leather handles and began wiggling my ass in the air. The stable erupted in applause as I seemingly teased the horse, spreading my legs and gyrating my hips. But I knew it wasn’t the horse I was teasing, but LeAnn. And the blonde knew it also.
LeAnn dipped her hand in a container of the mare-scented lubricant and walked over to my bobbing backside.
“Like I said, I’m really gonna’ enjoy this,” LeAnn hissed and smeared the slimy mixture all over my swollen cunt lips.
LeAnn grabbed the horse’s reins and in seconds had the animal looming over me, his enormous cock now fully extended from its sheath. I looked back to see almost fifteen inches of horse cock swaying wildly behind me. The huge black mushroom head was all I could focus on as I instantly regretted my decision to go ahead with this. Then LeAnn stepped in and with both hands wrapped around the gigantic organ, positioned it against my slippery opening. With a firm push, LeAnn jammed the huge shaft forward and the bulbous black head and six inches of the shaft split wide the resisting labia folds and disappeared inside.
“OHHHHHH,” I groaned, as the air was driven out of my body.
I wanted to scream but bit my lip instead. My body felt as if it was being ripped apart under the pressure inside me. I could not imagine anything that wide being put inside me. I was about to call out and stop this from going any further, when I looked up and saw LeAnn grinning with perverse pleasure, a look of satisfaction on her face. At that moment, I knew that there was no turning back on this one. I tried to remain still for a moment and give my crammed cunt a chance to accommodate the giant inside me but the horse had other ideas.
Relieved at first, I thought it was over and the horse had changed his mind. I felt the huge bulk begin to slide out of me, then a real sense of terror as, without warning, the beast reversed and plunged even deeper.
“Ahhhh,” I moaned and tried to shift forward as much as I could.
Again the animal began to withdraw. I could only think of the birthing of my children as the only conceivable time when that much flesh was moving out of my body, like a giant plug being pulled. And just as quickly the horse lunged forward and sunk deeper into me. Finally, after several minutes, I felt like I could breathe and was going to survive this. I marveled for a split second at the elasticity of the female vagina as I began to feel a moment of pleasure, rather than just pain.
I saw the crowd around me, the lights, the cameras rolling, stiff cocks waving about and all of the faces turned on me. Sweating faces, lust filled faces, all focused on me. Grasping the leather handles tightly, I actually began to push backwards, driving the enormous rod deeper into my womb. Then I pulled with my arms and felt the monster inside me withdraw. Then I pushed myself down, each time allowing the giant tube of flesh to sink deeper and deeper. And I knew that I still had some depth to go before an end was reached inside me.
Steve’s huge cock had gone deeper than the horse was now, but this damn thing had to be over four inches wide and I felt like I was going to be ripped in two at any moment. But gradually, each time I pushed my upturned ass against the animal, I could feel his belly on my back, the sweat dripping off of me and each time the cock went deeper still. Lunge after lunge, I could feel the huge member sink deeper and deeper. Within minutes I was driving my own body back and forth, and all of the pain was gone. There was only the ecstasy, the endorphins, the adrenaline and the lust.
I rode like a wild woman, howling and shrieking with pleasure. I could feel the heat and abrasion under my knees as I bucked madly back and forth, now totally unaware that anyone was watching, photographing, or within miles of me and the horse.
“YES! YES! FUUUUCCCCCKKK MEEEEEE!” I wailed. “YESSSS! YEEEESSSS! I’M GOOOOOINNNGGGTOOOOCOOOOMMMMMEEEE!!!” I shrieked.
All of the passion and heat, stored from a whole day of sexual teasing and torment, flooded out. I came with a fury unmatched by anything that I had ever felt before. The huge cock was relentless and it was all mine to ride. My head flew from side to side as my orgasm consumed me and my body shook and twitched.
“YEEESSSS. YEEESSSSS. YESSSS,” I groaned, as the spasms wrenched through me, flowing from the epicenter of my body, my cunt.
I wanted to collapse as the tremors began to subside but only then realized that my body was still impaled on fifteen inches of rigid horse meat. And while I had experienced the earth shattering orgasm, the stallion was still there, still hard, and still lurching into my depths. Weak from exhaustion and out of breath, I mustered up enough strength to pull myself upward on the inclined platform and hopefully disengage from the animal. But no matter how far up I pulled myself using the leather handles, the massive cock kept receding but would not come out. I could not believe how much of the animal’s prick had been buried in my body.
“AHHH!” I exhaled, and gave one large push backward hoping that would give me the bounce upward to withdraw.
But I felt the strangest thing. The horse only drove deeper still, and for the first time I could feel its massive balls slap against my upturned ass. And then I felt something else. Not sensing it or not even wanting it, I could feel my body twitch and start to shake again.
“Oh, God, no. Not another one,” I thought to myself as I felt my abdomen contract and my hips spasm.
I felt like I was going to pass out as my body began to sway and tremble, moving from side to side as the massive organ reamed around inside me. My vision became a blur as my head flailed violently to and fro. The sounds in my ears became one large roar – my pulse pounding, the echoes of my moans resounding inside the stable, cameras whirlling, and the wet smacking sounds of the animal’s balls against my greasy ass.
“OHHHHHH, GOD! I’M GOING TO CCUUUUUMMMMM AAGGGAAAIIIINNNNNNN” I wailed, as I felt the tremendous eruption inside me.
I was totally unprepared for the explosion, as a torrent of slimy juice flowed into me until there was no more room and began pouring out in gush after gush. I could feel the steaming liquid pouring into my battered depths, then spilling out, down my trembling legs and pooling on the platform. I was sure that at least a gallon of horse cum had been pumped into my sweating, tired body. Then, I felt the huge horse cock rapidly withdrew from inside me, and as if I was a puppet having my strings cut,
I collapsed in a heap on the platform. I lay motionless for what seemed like an eternity, and then stirred as the stable erupted in applause. Cheers and shouts filled the building and I tried to lift my head, move, or anything that would signal that I had survived. I could feel rivulets of sweat dripping off my face, more torrents streaming off my naked body. I turned my head slightly to catch sight of LeAnn and her husband, Roy, moving out of the crowd and coming over near me.
The two seemed to be whispering together in an animated and rather heated discussion than stopped as suddenly as it began. Without a word, LeAnn came over to me, rolled me over on my back, and positioned my limp body on the edge of the platform. LeAnn spread my legs apart and pressed her face into my sopping cunt. LeAnn began lapping and slurping the dripping ooze that flowed out of my swollen opening. Roy turned and spoke awkwardly to the rest of the surprised group.
“Folks, got a little confession to make. When I saw this lovely lady today, I knew she was gonna’ put on a helluva show. Ride that boy like he’d never been ridden before, like nobody we’ve ever seen here at the ranch. LeAnn, here, didn’t think so. She went so far as to say that Kathy wouldn’t take more than 12 inches. So, we made a little bet, and … well…, and as you can see, now’s time for LeAnn to pay up. Chas, Kathy, we’d just love for you two to join us for a little party at our place in the south. We’ll all have a good time and it’ll be our way of sayin’ thanks. Our helicopter is just down the outside. And for the rest of you all, fellas, just step right up here, cause that’s part of the payoff too.”
With that, Roy gestured to the upturned backside of LeAnn as she leaned, straight legged, over the platform and devoured my cunt, her massive breasts hanging beneath her. There was a brief pause, then a stampede of men rushed forward, as one stiff cock after another lined up behind LeAnn.
I looked up and grinned as I saw Chas smiling back at me, second in line, followed by son Rob, then Chad and the rest of the boys. “Oh, this should be good,” I thought to myself, and then laid my head back, closed my eyes and relaxed. I was really enjoying the attention that the beautiful blonde was now paying to my clit.
Ooooooo, that’s nice, honey,” I purred to LeAnn. “Do more of that. get your tounge right up inside,” I told her and pulled her face hard into my gaping soggy cunt hole.
We left the next day for Roy,s place, so that evening was spent relaxing after my hard days fucking. Although before we left I let Bob and Harriet, and the rest of the guests there give me a good hard fucking. Chas took some more video on Rob,s camera at Roy,s place of me getting a lot of cock and having my tits, cunt, and ass smacked by all the guys at Roy,s party, women on women action, and of me fucking some dogs and horses for the guests and being pissed on. Chas loved it, watching me bent over a chair arm and a line of naked men behind taking turns gang fucking my ass. I moaned and cried out loud from that at the roughness of it and me cumming over and over again. They all pounded my ass as hard as they could, ramming their cocks right up to the hilt. They used my hair and tits as leverage to pull themselves in as deep as they could. Their cocks would sometimes slip out and slide up my cunt. They would then pound my cunt for a short while before ramming it back up my asshole. They all had no regard for me, I was just a cumslut meathole for them to fuck and empty their cum into.
The women there gave me a right good fisting as well, right up past their wrists,especialy LeAnn, who was getting her own back I guess. I was also filmed being pissed over by all the guests there as I lay on the ground outside. Roy and LeAnn had told us before we left that as we were the newbies, they had given me special treatment, and how they and all the guests had enjoyed my show and having me. I was the best slut they had ever seen. I thanked them for the compliment.
So Rick, and his mates got their porno film of me to show at their wild parties. A couple of weeks later he phoned to say I had gone down a treat at the parties they had been to, and everybody had said what a fucking whore and cumslut he had for a mum, but loads of the guys and women were dying to meet me. Maybe I should have to star at one of his parties soon, I had told him. He had replied how about next week, I said ok, why not. HaHa.
A couple of days later he phoned and said they had hired a barn for the weekend from a farmer around there. They had got it cheap as part of the deal was for him to fuck me first and to watch me fuck his dogs and one of his horses after. Rob said that since our session that first night where I had told him I had fucked fifty guys, he was organising the mamouth fuck with atleast a hundred guys over the weekend. He said that Rick and himself recond I could easily fuck that amount. I laughed and said only one hundred. Well then slut we’ll have to see what we can do and make that two hundred, we’re going to make sure you have the shit fucked out of you, he replied. Thats more like it, I can’t wait. Got to go know, a few of Chas,s mates are here waiting to fuck me. I said and laughed as I rung off.

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Barb and her Brother

I have long lusted after Barb because of her experiences with her brothers. Now that she is a responsible adult I never thought I’d get to see her in action with one of her brothers. I was wrong.

Holiday 1 – The Awakening

This was a holiday we both needed. It seemed so long since we both went away together. We needed time alone – time to let loose where no one knew us, so we booked a holiday to Ibiza, the party capital of Europe. I remember walking out of the airport in Ibiza, the sun hit my face, I turned and looked at Jen and we both knew this was going to be a good holiday.
We got to our hotel and dropped off our bags. Jen went into the bathroom and returned in shorts and a t-shirt. “Lets hit the beach” she said. We walked to the beach and walked through the warm white sand until we found a good place to put down our towels for some sunbathing. As I sat on my towel I watched Jen as she removed her shorts and t-shirt. There she stood before me – a beach babe in her bikini. At 5’6” and a fit 130lbs she is every bit a beach babe. She then removed her bikini top revealing her 34D breasts. My eyes lit up, here was my beautiful 24 year old girlfriend standing on a packed beach in just her bikini bottoms. As I looked around I could see that my eyes were not the only eyes to light up as I counted at least 25 men staring at her.
This was the routine for the next 2 days. Jen’s tan was developing nicely. On the third day I was to get a huge surprise as Jen asked me if we could go to a more secluded beach to “really work on her tan”. I asked around and was told about a nice secluded beach about 1km away. So we headed away and found this beach. When we got there Jen did her usual routine – she out down her towel, took off her shorts, t-shirt and bikini top and went into the sea for a quick swim. I lay down on my towel and looked around, we were the only one there. As Jen walked out of the water I noticed that she had something in her hand. Had she found something? As she got closer I realised that what she had in her hand was her bikini bottoms. Much to my delight I watched as she got closer with the sun glistening off her wet, naked body as the beads of water ran down her sexy, toned body. Now I knew what she meant when she said “really work on her tan”.
That night as we prepared to go out I noticed Jen took a little longer than usual to get ready. But when she stepped out of the bathroom I knew it was worth it. She was wearing the shortest dress I had ever seen her wearing. It was a halter neck which had no back to it and a neckline that plunged all the way down passed her naval. That meant she could not be wearing a bra. She also wore 6” heels. Wow, she looked incredible. She then told me that she had seen a bar in the town that she would like to go to – “The Oasis”.
As we got to the Oasis bar I noticed there was a very large crowd of mainly men. I did not find this surprising as I had seen groups of men walking around all week. Jen drank 6 or 7 vodkas in the first hour and was in a very good mood. Jen excused herself to go to the toilet. I heard the D.J. announce “Now men, the moment you have all been waiting for – we have 10 of the most beautiful women in Ibiza to compete in our wet t-shirt competition. It is up to you to choose the winner”. One by one the women came out wearing just plain white t-shirts to loud cheers and applause from the crowd. To my surprise Jen was one of them. She looked at me, smiled and winked. She would be the last to go.
The D.J. started playing the music and one by one the girls danced for the crowd as water was poured over them. Some left their t-shirts on while more of them took them off and stood there in just their bikini bottoms or thongs. I don’t need to tell you which girls got the bigger cheers. Finally, it got to Jen’s turn. She looked so sexy as she danced raunchily with the water pouring over her. Her nipples were rock hard and were clearly visible through the now soaking t-shirt. I could tell she was incredibly turned on and so was I. She took off her t-shirt and flung it into the crowd to a big cheer. I thought that she was finished but to my surprise she continued to dance and danced right up to a group of guys at the front row. She grabbed the beers from their hands and started pouring them over her tits. To my shock the 2 guys dropped their heads and started to lick the beer off Jen’s tits and started sucking her nipples and she threw her head back and seemed to be enjoying it. Jen had never done anything like this before. I was getting incredibly turned on seeing 2 strangers sucking on Jen’s tits.
The crowd started to chant “more, more, more”. Jen looked at me and smiled, she had a mischievous look in her eye. Without any hesitation Jen beckoned a third guy over. “What is she going doing now” I thought, I was already surprised with what she was already doing, this was totally unlike her.
She whispered in the ear of the third guy and he walked away, only to return a few moments later with a table and put it down in front of Jen. Jen stood onto the table and started dancing. She grabbed the sides of her thong and pretended to pull it down. As she did so the crowd started chanting again “Get them off, get them off”. She looked at me as if asking for permission, I smiled and shrugged my shoulders. She smiled back and as she did so she quickly slipped herself out of the thong. She was now dancing completely naked on a table in a bar full of men, her beautiful tanned body and freshly shaven pussy clear for all to see – now I know why she had spent so long in the bathroom. It was an incredible sight – I had never seen her look so sexy or confident. I watched as she beckoned the third guy back over. She sat at the end of the table and got him to kneel in front of her. She then grabbed his beer and lay back on the table and started to pour the beer down along her stomach and onto her pussy. She then grabbed the guy’s head and pushed it between her legs and lay back further on the table. He did not need to be told twice and started to lick the beer off her shaven pussy. When the beer stopped pouring he tried to lift his head only to have it pushed back down by Jen who said “don’t you dare stop”. With that he smiled and went back to licking her pussy. I could tell she was close to orgasm then she threw her head back, closed her eyes and left out a scream of pleasure as the orgasm took over her body. When she finished the crowd cheered and applauded. The D.J. announced “I think we have a winner”.
Jen went back stage and put back on her dress. She came back over to me looking guilty and said “I’m so sorry, I don’t know what came over me. I only meant to do the wet t-shirt competition”. I looked at her and smiled “don’t be sorry, that was the sexiest thing I have ever seen and if you behave like this for the rest of the holiday then we are going to have the best holiday ever”

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taking control

This all started when my wife was trying to quite smoking. She had been have a hard time of it, and was seeing hypnotist shrink to try to quit. Personally at the time, I thought it was stupid ideal, but she felt it was helping. One day I went with her to see if she was throw away our money on with this type of treatment. I was upset to be told that I couldn’t go in with my wife for her session. While I waiting, I asked to use the restroom but the doctor’s public restroom was out of order. Already upset that I couldn’t go into the session, my complaining got me the use of the doctor’s private restroom.
In the bathroom I could heard someone talking and recognized my wife’s voice. The vent in the bathroom must also have run right in the exam room. I figured even though I couldn’t be in the room I could listen in. So I climbed up on the toilet to get close to the vent to hear. The doctor was in the process of hypnotizing her. After she was under he told her how much she hated cigarettes and so on.
“This was the bullshit, I was paying for!” I thought to my self.
Ss I was about to step down when I heard the doctor say.
“It time for your ejection.”
I didn’t know my wife was getting shots. She had never said, she was. Plus I hadn’t heard the doctor snap her out of her trance.
“Raise your skirt and lower your panties. Hmmm, you have a beautiful ass, Gwen. Bend over my desk.”
What had this quack just say?
“Gwen, doesn’t my needle feel good in your pussy?”
This quack wasn’t talking about giving her a shot in the ass he was talking about sticking his cock in my wife’s pussy, in fact he already was.
“Oh yesss.” I heard my wife moan.
Now I know that as a husband I should have race in there and beating the crap out of this quack doctor, before he was allowed to rape my wife anymore. But I happen to be one of those husbands that have fantasies about my wife with other men. Gwen had made it clear she wasn’t ever going to make that happen, so this was the closest I was ever going to get my cock was already hard as a rock in my pants. So for the next five minutes or so I listen to this quack doctor fuck my wife. Their moans made my cock throb, and I couldn’t help it I began rub my hard-on through my pants as I listen to my wife being raped. Then I heard the doc grunt and I knew he was cumming. I wondered if he was cum in my wife’s cunt. Gwen always make me wear a cum so she not on any birth control so I had mixed feelings. If he was cumming in her cunt and got her pregnant I have to kill the little bastard but the ideal of another cum in her was exciting.
I was in disbelief when I heard the doc shaky voice say.
“Now Gwen scope some my cum off your ass and lick you fingers clean. You like that? You like the taste of my cum?”
“Ohh, yesss!”
I couldn’t believe I heard my wife say that or I should say moan that. I had to beg for a blow job, because Gwen didn’t like the feel or taste of cum and this fucker had her eat his. Sure, she was in a trance but fuck, she was doing it and moaning as if she loved it. That was too much for me. I felt my cum shoot into my shorts.
“Get dressed and have a sit, when you get home go shower and clean up.”
After she was back in her seat the Doc told her when she awakes she would remember nothing that happened in the office and next visit when she hears the words.
“Come in and sit.”
She would return to this deep trance state then when she heard
“123 Wake up.”
she would wake up.
As Gwenye woke up, I slipped out of the bathroom and returned to the waiting room. As I looked around at the ladies in the room I wondered how many others this quack was doing this too. This fucker was probable raping half the women in the room, honestly I would wanted to fuck them too.
I only knew that today was the last day he be fucking my wife, if I could figure a way to stop her without blowing the whistle on what had happen in the office.
I mean I couldn’t just say.
“Honey you can’t go back to that doctor any more.”
“Why, Dear?”
“Because he was fuck you while you were in that trance.”
“What! How do you know that?”
“Well, at your last visit I was listen to him rape you and got so excited I cum in my shorts. That’s how!”
When we got home Gwen head to the shower while I tried to figure out what to do about what had happened. I know, I was wrong, but instead of being worried about my wife being rape, I was horny. You get bored after so many years of the same thing and hearing my wife get fucked, one my private fantasy had made me horny as hell. Beside my wife was cheerful and laugh as if nothing happen and to her nothing had.
Then the thought occurred to me. I wondered if I could hypnotize her, too. I know enough that the suggestion was still in her mind. When she came out of the shower and walked into the room in her robe.
I said.
“Come in and sit.”
She stopped and stared straight ahead as if in a trance. It worked, I had to make sure.
“Take your robe off.”
She did. Gwen was naked.
“Play with your nipples.”
I watched as my wife’s fingers caressed and toyed with her nipples, the whole time I was rubbing my cock through my shorts. I love my wife’s thick nipples, but she hates it when I pay attention only to her nipples, she likes her whole breast caressed. After about five minutes her nipples were harder and bigger then I had every seen them. There was a look on her face, it hard to describe. She was kind of staring straight head, but she was starting to chew her bottom lips like she does when she begins to get hot and bother. Walked over and checked, damn if even in a trance, her pussy was getting wet.
This was going to be good.
“Knell and blow me.”
Silently Gwen knelt down, pulled my shorts down and took me in her mouth.
“Don’t stop till I cum straight down your throat.”
If this worked, this is the first time after close to nineteen years of marriage she would blow me till I climaxed and after a minute or two that what I did.
I blow my load down my wife’s throat, she gagged a little but she took it. Again, I knew enough about hypnotism that I couldn’t make my wife do anything she didn’t want to; even when hypnotized, so after close to nineteen years of marriage I found out my proper little wife had an inner slut. I wanted to explore that slut to the fullest.
I told her to put her robe on then I instructed her.
“Tomorrow, you’ll be horny all day. You’ll think of sex and nothing else. Everything you see will remind you of sex. I have to work all day and when you man get home in the evening you are to seduce him, to get what you wanted.”
Our boys where staying with their friends so I was not worried about them being home.
“All you will want is to rip your man’s clothes off and fuck your man all night long. Do you understand?” I said.
“Yes.” She said.
Then before I woke her up I told her that she was not happy with that quack doctor any more and she wanted stop going to see him.
After I brought her out of the trance I almost laughed.
When she said “I needed to brush my teeth before bed. I’ve the funniest taste in my mouth.”
The next day at work I couldn’t wait to get home, all I could think about was how horny Gwen would be. I was pulling on to our street right at dark I had worked a little extra longer I wanted my wife’s pussy dripping wet. As I started turn into the drive way, I saw someone walk in the house. I pulled in wondering who it could be. Why I don’t know but I walked up to the window and could see it was one of my sons.
Being twins most people couldn’t tell one from the other, but if I pay attention tell my boys apart, it was Ben. The older one, if you can called being born two minutes ahead of his brother older. They did so, my wife and I had to also.
That when Gwen walked into the room and is only wearing a t-shirt.
“Shit, I thought, “when her man comes home that could also mean her sons too.”
I should have put a stop to it then, but honestly I read incest stories and the mother-son ones always got me off big time. So I had to see if anything was going to happen. Gwen walked over to Ben and kissed him on the lips. Not a motherly kiss but a deep, hard, tongue down you throat kiss. Ben didn’t know what was going on, but honestly he didn’t fight his mom too hard, in fact after only a few second it looked as if he was kissing her back.
After they broke their kiss Gwen walked Ben over to the couch and began stripping his clothes off. While I’m watched this through the living room window my cock was throbbing. Yesterday, I found out my wife’s doctor was hypnotizing her and then rape her in his office and I had been able to listen in. dreaming about watching my wife with another man.
Now here I could see it happening. That’s when I remembered that I couldn’t make my wife do anything she didn’t want to even when hypnotized. So did that mean that my wife had sexual desires for her sons? It sure looked like it!
I watched as she sat him down on the couch and took his cock in her mouth and starts sucking on it. Damn, her head was bobbing up and down a mile a minute. With that kind of a suck job going Ben was hard in less than a minute and as soon as it was hard enough for Gwen mount our son’s hard prick. It disappeared up her cunt in one stroke. Her head went back and I could almost hear her moaning through the closed window. I watched as my wife rode our son’s cock hard and fast, humping up and down on him moaning and thrusting herself up and down on him. I should have put a stop to it, but honestly I was wondering more if the neighbors would be able to see me because I wanted so bad to take out my cock and jerked it.
Then I saw Gwen’s head go back and Ben was grabbing his mother’s ass, squeezing it. I had a feeling that they both just climax. Then was when it hit me.
“Fuck! Ben wasn’t wearing a condom! Shit! he might have just knocked up his own mother!”
After a few minutes Gwen got up and took our son’s hand led him back towards our bedroom
“Shit!” I thought, “I said to her, she would want to fuck her man all night.”
That when I came in my pants the same way I did the day before.
Gwen and our son, Ben walked down the hall toward the bedrooms. I just stand there a little shocked thinking I needed to stop this but for some reason instead of going in the house and announcing, “I’m home!”
I snuck around back and peer in our bedroom window.
Being in the back yard I was not worried about the neighbor’s so I unzipped and took out my cum covered cock, I used the cum as lube to begin jerking it back to full hardness.
Gwen had removed the only thing she was wearing, her shirt. Ben stood in front of her his eyes were glued to his mom’s tits. She took his hand and put it on the left one and reached down and grabbed his dick. Being teenager, it was soft long. Gwen slides up on the bed and pulled Ben on top of her. After another, deep tongue in mouth kiss; Ben raised himself up on his knees and Gwen spread her legs for him. She reached between her legs to her hairy mound and spread her lips flashing her sweet pink to our son.
Seeing this, I thought to myself how I had always wanted her to shave that hairy fucking bush that was something to remember, “Tell her to that monkey bald!”
Funny want you think of as you watch your son mount his own mother.
He put his dick against his mother’s opening. The same one he squeezed out of 18 years ago and pushed in. On his face, I saw a look of pure pleasure. He was enjoying his mother’s hot cunt.
It last longer this time, I matched; my son stroke for stroke but after only a few minutes I could see he was stiffing again. Ben was cumming in his mom for the second time, maybe even seeding her womb. Gwen wrapped her legs around him tightly, holding him deep in her. I watched for the first time want I had always been involved with, watched my wife as she climaxed. She was only second after Ben, maybe even at the same time, it was that close! I followed shoot my cum on the back of the house. She held him in her with her legs till he relaxed on top of her.
“I have to be more careful with everything I tell her while she is hypnotized.” I thought to myself as I zipped up. “From now on I’ll have to use names so she doesn’t get the wrong guy, next time.”
I need to get her to stop what she doing. I remembered when I was Ben age I could get off a dozen time in a day. If I didn’t stop them, Ben would knock up his mom for sure before the night was over. I went around the house and made plenty of noise as I walk in the house. I hear Ben run to his room and his door shut. A few minutes later Gwen came down the hall with her bath rob on.
“Honey, how was work?”
She came up to me and gave me a hug, like she hadn’t just fucked another guy.
“Are you hungry? I can fix you something.”
“No, I ate before I came home.”
“Ok I’m going to take a shower. I feel dirty. I’ll be out in a little bit.”
“I bet, that pussy needs a good cleaning doesn’t it Gwen?”
I thought to myself. She acted like nothing happened. Pretended like everything was normal and turned and went into the bathroom. As I fixed a drink to relax and to think about what I should do about everything that had happen in the last two days. My son, Ben came out of his room.
I asked, “Hey sport, what are you doing home?”
Ben said, “Forget a movie that we wanted to watch tonight. See tomorrow morning, Dad”
As he talked to me he turned red from embarrassment but he had a smile on his face. After he left, I fixed another drink and return to think about what I should do, and want I wanted to do.
Want I wanted to do, won out.
Gwen was always so shy and never showed her body dressing so conservative, long dresses if she wore a dress and her shorts, were always half way to her knees. That was all going to change. I decided going to have fun with my wife, there were several nasty fantasy I had always want to do, but Gwen would never have agree to any of them. I had always wanted to use my wife like a slut, make her fuck other guys but her son that should never have happen. But it did, and I was sure turn on by it, but I let her keep fucking Ben might get out and then the family would be in trouble.
I went to the bathroom and walk in. The shower was still on but Gwen was out drying off. Her back was turned to me and I looked her up a down. Her beautiful plump ass was sticking out and her just fucked pussy lips were peeking out at me from between her thighs, they were slightly rosy pink. I suddenly remembered my plans for tonight was to fuck the hell out of my wife before Ben had got it the mix.
I said the command, “come in and sit.”
Gwen started to turn but froze and stared straight ahead. I shut off the shower and stare at my wife. After nineteen years of marriage and two kids she didn’t like bad for a football mom. Her full tits sagged slightly but her nipples thick and plump and jutted out when they were hard. Gwen hated that her nipples were so clear visible when they were hard. I reach over and squeeze, pulled, twisted them making them harder under my touch.
I said “This is the last night I want to fuck that hairy fucking bush of yours, Gwen!”
I instructed her that tomorrow she was to trim her pussy hair back, to leave just a little patch of hair above her slit the rest was to be bald. Then I told her she would not fuck Ben again. That had been a mistake, but she was not to feel guilty about it but never tell anyone.
I said “Gwen, you are to dress sexier from now on. Wear short shorts and miniskirts or what ever I tell you to from now on.”
Finally I added “Gwen, you will let me fuck you anytime, anyway I want. You will be more vocally when you are fucked; not just when you are cumming. Now 123 wake up.”
Gwen woke up and returned to drying off as if I had said, nothing to her. When she bend over to dry her legs some more, I slide my finger between her pussy lips and up into her wet cunt. Gwen moaned as my fingers found her clit. After pumping her cunt for a few minutes I pulled her back, sat her on the sink, she didn’t resist. In fact, she spread her legs willingly. I took out my dick, it was rock hard from all this control I had over her. I slammed it up in to her pussy. It felt so wet from her earlier fucking. This was a new experience Gwen wasn’t into sloppy seconds if I got to cum in her without a condom on, I wasn’t going to get anymore until she clean up.
I pump my wife as hard as I could slide all my cock out and then slamming it back into her. The sink was rocking and her back was up against the mirror. If the sink was cold on her ass or the mirror her back, she didn’t complain. In fact, she was too busy moan and begging for me to slam her cunt harder. I love it hear my proper little wife moaning and begging to be fucked. I grunted and she screamed as I climaxed filling her and even shot some on her stomach as I pulled out.
After that I said “I needed a shower!”
Gwen said “I could use another one too!”
It was sexy soaping each other up. We hadn’t showered together in years. Having cum three times even Gwen soapy hands slide over my cock and rubbing my balls only got me half hard. The sound of the running water however had an effect on me. Thanks to the two drinks while I was thinking about what I should do. I had to pee. That was when a nasty ideal ran through my head.
Before I could stop myself, I gave the command. Gwen stiffened I moved her out of the spray of the shower and had her kneel down, cupped her boobs and tilt her head back.
Before I made myself realize how wrong I was I aimed my cock at my wife and let out a stream of golden piss.
My bladder felt so full and I coated my wife’s boobs with me urine. The sight was awesome and Gwen added to it, she was chewing on her bottom lip, something she only does when she is getting hot. This night had been so nasty, but I made it nastier before I finished peeing.
I order me beautiful wife of almost nineteen years, the mother of my children; to take my cock in her mouth and drink my piss. The felling combine with the nastiest of the act added to my wife’s hot mouth around my cock, cause me to loss control I grabbed Gwen’s wet hair and began fucking her face.
Groaning, “Suck it¼ you whore, suck¼ it,” I rammed my cock down my wife’s throat making her gag!
Then surprisingly I grunted, “Drink my cum, slut!”
I cum for the fourth time, I couldn’t believe it. It was like I was a teenager again. 6 months ago I was luck to cum 4 times in a month. I ordered Gwen to clean the smell of urine of her boobs and her body and brush her teeth before coming to bed.
I was already lying in our bed when Gwen came naked in from her shower, she was smiling. As she dug out some black see through lingerie and slipped it on.
She said, “I very tired tonight. I should get a good night sleep.”
We both slept in the next morning and when I woke I found our boys had not returned yet from their friend’s house. That meant I might get some play time in with Gwen before they came home.
I walked outside for my morning paper I saw Dave our neighbor walking up to the house but he didn’t see me. Dave much older than Gwen and I are. He kind of, looks like the classic grandfather on TV, and he is a grandfather, too. He was alright for a neighbor I guess, but was kind of noisy like some neighbors can be. I didn’t complain because I felt sorry for him, his wife had passed way about 2 years ago. From the way I had seen him looking at Gwen, I know he like what he saw. Hell, I sure did, now more than ever. He came to the door wearing his normal tee shirt and sweat pants.
I decided to make his day, hell, maybe his year. Gwen was still just in her black lingerie. So I had her put a robe on over it and go tell Dave I was not home, but invite him in for a cup of coffee. After getting the coffee, she was to leave him in the kitchen and come back to me. Under my control, she did every thing I asked her to do. Gwen went to the door and let him in, sat him down at the kitchen table with his coffee and then she came back to me.
I instructed, “Go back out and flirt a little with Dave, to let your robe fall open a little and after 5 min come back to me but in the wash room.”
Bard walked down the hall. As she did, I snuck down the hall, the other way and into the wash room through a second door. The wash room other door opens into the kitchen. I peaked out the door in the kitchen. Gwen got Dave, a second cup of coffee and sat down at the table across from him. As she did, her rob fell open. I could see her boobs easily and make out her nipples from were I was so Dave couldn’t miss them. he didn’t he was sat there, staring at them.
You could tell, he was nervous but had trouble keeping his eyes off Gwen’s body. She stood up and went too the sink to do dishes. I could hear her talking to Dave about the weather and everything else neighbors talk about. She had her back to him and all he was doing was staring at her butt as it wiggled as she dried dishes, even a few times her robe rode up he could see the bottom curve of her butt-cheeks. I could see under the table from where I was that Dave’s hand was on his erection.
After five minutes of this, Gwen said, “I have to check the laundry be right back.”
Then she came to me in the wash room.
I whispered to Gwen as I rubbed her clit, ”Gwen, you starting to feel really horny. You want to do something about it. You can’t wait for me to home to take care of it. Do anything you wanted to, to take care of your need even if you have to fuck Dave but don’t let Dave cum in you.”
Gwen and I had our twin boys when we were teenagers. We tried having more children with no luck. Our doctor told us that it would be hard if not impossible for us to have more children. So Gwen doesn’t use any birth control. I use condoms most of the time to make Gwen happy. It was bad enough that she had fucked taken two loads form me and two from our son Ben with out protection. I wasn’t about to press my luck even if I was willing to let her fuck our neighbor.
She took off her robe and put it in the washer then turned wearing only her black see-through lingerie went back into the kitchen. Dave’s mouth fell open at the sight of Gwen. In seconds there were beads of sweat on his forehead.
Dave said “I have work to…I need…to go.”
Gwen walked over and stopped him and sat on his lap straddled him. In one motion pulled her lingerie off and stuck her boobs in his face. That old guy wasn’t about to refuse a tit in his face. He sucked on her tit like a new born baby. Now total naked, Gwen humped her crotch against Dave like a stripper in heat. After a little grinding action, she reached down and freed his dick from his sweat pants. It was short but thick as hell. Gwen raised herself up and slowly sank onto it. Groaning, the whole time that his cock was stretching her insides.
Dave said nothing as she started getting into a rhythm. She kissed him full on the lips as she wiggled her hips back and forth on him. Grinding her cunt on his thick cock. Moaning, how thick it was! Groaning, how it was stretching her wide! Grunting, about how good it felt!
I was stroking my cock watching my wife hump herself silly on that thick meat inside her. I guess that Dave hadn’t had sex in a long time because he suddenly grunted and wrapped his arms around Gwen held her tight. She began pushing against him trying to get up but Dave was to strong.
“Shit! It was fucking happening again!” I cursed to myself, I couldn’t reveal myself to help my wife because I would reveal I was a pervert watching a old man fuck my wife.
His cumming inside of Gwen triggered her climax and her head went back and she screamed she was cumming even as she trying to obey my orders. Trying to get off Dave’s cock even as he was squirting cum up inside her. Once he had finished cumming he released her and Gwen got off his cock as if it was burning her. The front of Dave’s sweat pants were damp from my wife’s juices it looked as if he had pissed his pants. I don’t think he cared at the moment. His dick was now soft as can be, the old man was spent.
My wife said nothing as Dave put away is cock and left. I walked into the kitchen my cock was hard as a rock.
I said to her, “You a very bad girl for letting Dave cum inside you.”
She began crying saying “I tried to obey but Dave had been too strong.”
I smiled and told her “Bend over the table for your punishment, bad girl.”
Her bare ass was beautiful in the air and added to this sultry picture her cunt was leaking Dave’s cum down her legs. I brought my hand down on her ass cheeks a dozen times turning her white ass, a shade of beautiful pink.
After I finished punishing her, I ordered her to give me a lap dance, to rub her slut ass against my hard cock till I shoot my cum all over it. The tears, she cried as she humped her stinging ass against my crotch didn’t stop me, nor her grunts of pain as I pulled and twisted her nipples. Then she lifted up and my cock shifted in position, like it knew where it wanted to be. When she came down, my cock slide between her pussy lips. She continued grinding herself against me, obeying my order for a lap dance even with my cock buried in her cunt. I grunted and added more cum to my wife’s cunt. When Gwen stood up, out slide my cock and white goo began leaking out of her. A quick order and Gwen’s hand caught the white stuff plopping out of her. I smiled as she leaked her hand clean before going to clean up. now having taken six loads of cum in two days from three different men, I decided that as soon as possible Gwen needed to be on birth control I would have her call for a doctor’s appointment on Monday.
The boys called and asked since it was Saturday if they could stay another night over at their friend’s house. It was fine by me. It just meant I have more time for fun and games with Gwen. After a long bath Gwen in which shaved her pussy bald I allowed her to put on only a t-shirt that was too small. Her nipples were clearly visible. All afternoon I watched Gwen’s bare butt as she did her house work. The sight of her sweet ass wiggling around all day had me horny as hell and made me think about fucking her ass that night. We had only tried anal once and Gwen had cried about it hurting too much to every try again.
But with her under my spell I didn’t care about anything but using my wife’s for my pleasure, and I was thinking about making that sweet tight ass gape like a porno sluts before the night was out. But my plans changed when Mandy, Gwen’s mom called to say she wanted to come over for dinner. Mandy was always given me hell.
She always said “The only reason her daughter, Gwen ever married me was because I had knocked her up.”
So I was looking forward to her visit. It also meant that my nearly naked wife would have to get dressed. So I was in a piss mood till about half way through dinner.
Then Mandy asked, “So Gwen, how are you doing with you attempt to quit smoking? Is that hypnotist I sent you to helping?”
That’s when it dawned on me. Mandy was the one that got Gwen to go to the doctor after he had helped her to stop smoking. I wondered if she could have been controlled like Gwen. When Gwen went into the kitchen I saw a chance to see if it would work.
I said the command, “Come in and sit.”
Mandy stared straight ahead.
“Mandy, you ok?”
She nodded her head. It seemed to worked she was in my control.
“Go the couch and sit down, and close your eyes.” I said.
She did just that. My wife was in the kitchen while her mom was on the couch in my control. I had to figure out what I was going to do. I went to the kitchen and put Gwen under and told her to go to bed as she was tired, nothing would woke her until the morning.
I went back into the living room. Gwen’s Dad had died years ago and I doubted if Mandy had let another man anywhere near her pussy.
With Mandy under my spell, I said to her, “Mandy, you are horny, very horny.” she began shifting in her seat.
“You think I’m very sexy and you want to seduce me. You can’t control yourself and you will do anything I say from now on. If I tell you to jump, you jump. If I want you to play with your self, you do it. Understand?”
“Yes” she replied. I woke her up. “Where’s Gwen?”
“She went to bed, she was tired.” I said.
Mandy got this smile on her face and asked if I could rub her back.
“Sure” I said.
She lay down on the couch slipping her shirt off then she laid face down on the couch. As I rubbed her back, my heart began pounding harder.
I couldn’t believe I was going to fuck my mother-in-law. Since getting married the only woman I had ever fucked was Gwen. Sure I had gone to strip club and seen other women naked but I only stuck my cock in Gwen. Until now, Mandy had been a pain in my butt for years so tonight I pay her back by being a pain in hers.
I unhooked her bra while I rubbed her back she just lay there and moaned how good my hands felt. After a few minutes I put her back under then I told her to stand up. She did so letting her bra fall to the floor. Her boobs were smaller than Gwen but like Gwen her nipples were big and thick.
“Take all your clothes off.” I sit there and watch her strip.
She had a hairy bush it had so much hair that it stuck out the side of her cotton panties.
“Fuck, it run in the family.” I thought.
“Tomorrow, Mandy you will shave this mess bald. Go out and buy some thong underwear. I want you to flash me your ass from now on when you come over here. You understand?”
Mandy nodded. “Turn around and spread your ass I want to see your hole.”
I pull my pants off my cock was throbbing, in the last three day so many nasty thing had happen. I listen to my wife’s doctor hypnosis my wife and rape her, I seen my son, Ben and my neighbor, Dave fuck my wife. I had made my wife blow me and cum in her mouth, even pissed on her, even in her mouth. Made her shave her mound bald and had her spend the day nearly naked.
And now I was about to rim my Mother-in-law’s ass before fucking her ass. Damn life was good. I took over spread Mandy’s cheek before kissing her asshole then licking it and sliding my tongue as deep in her ass as I could get it. Mandy gripped the couch as I tongue her hole and fingered her clit. Those two things soon had her moaning about needing a hard cock. So standing behind her I rubbed my cock head up her against her ass holed that made Mandy moan. Smiling to myself that my mother-in-law was acting like a bitch in heat.
I pulled back. “Here it comes.”
With a hard thrust forward my cock head sank into my mother-in-law’s ass. She screamed and pushed her face into the couch cushions as I sank into her ass to my balls.
After she had stopped screaming, I whispered into her ear, “You like your ass fucked, getting a cock up your ass makes you cum harder then getting fucked in the cunt. You loved it and beg for it ever time you want to be fucked.”
I began thrusting in and out slowly as Mandy began begging for me to fuck her harder. As my strokes began harder and faster her moans became louder. I told her to rub her clit while I fucked her tight ass rub it hard and fast. I told her if she needed to scream do it into a pillow. She came almost instantly her muffled scream of pleasure were a turn-on. 3 or four times back to back, her climax ripped through her before I emptied my balls deep into Mandy’s ass. We stay locked together till my cock soften and slide out of Mandy’s ass. I spread her cheeks and her asshole gape open wider than it had it first time I had seen it but now my cum was leaking out. It was a nasty sight that made me want to stick my tongue up her ass.
I ran my finger up and down her slit that brought a whimper out of her, her pussy was soaking wet.
“Does that pussy’s need some thing in it, Mandy?” I asked.
“Oh please.” Mandy whimpered.
I walked to the kitchen and quickly found what I was looking for a thick bumpy cucumber.
I handed her the cucumber and smiling I said “go fuck yourself, Mandy.”
Mandy took the cucumber and looked at it and blinked. For a second I thought she was snapping out of the trance, and been I be in deep shit. Then Mandy started to insert it into her pussy.
“No, turn it around use the thick end.” I said.
As I had told her Mandy placed the thickness end against her open and began push it in. She began grunt say it was too big, I didn’t care I order her to get it in there.
That green monster was thicker than me by some and it looked thicker than Dave’s cock by a little bit and Gwen had groaned about Dave’s cock stretching her wide. I wanted to see if Mandy could handle it. I watched it disappear into Mandy inch by pussy stretching inch until only a small tip was visible outside her body. Mandy was breathing heavy and complaint was it was cold from the refrigerator. I watching as Mandy’s cunt muscle began squeeze the big green vegetable cock out of her hairy hole. It was quite a sight. Once there was enough out for her to get a grip on I order her to begin pump it in and out.
For five minutes I watched my mother-in-law fuck herself, moaning the whole time that how it was stretching her inside. She went slowly at first because of the size of it, but soon under my order she was pounding her cunt hard and fast. My eyes were glued to the sight of Mandy abusing her pussy. I had a prefect view when Mandy yanked the big monster out of her and liquid began shooting out of her hole. At first I thought she was pissing then I realized the liquid was shooting from her cunt hole. I was seeing my very first female ejaculation. My mother-in-law was a squirter.
I had grown hard again after watching my mother-in-law’s climax. I moved between her legs and Mandy jumped when my cock-head touched her pussy lips.
“I am too sensitive right now for that. Please, no more.” Mandy almost begged.
I didn’t care I wanted her to suffer for all the shit she had put me though over the years. I also want her to climax over and over again I wanted her know I had given her an incredible night of pleasure too.
“Scream into a pillow if you need to but I am fucking you until I cum deep inside your cunt like I did your ass.” I said.
As I jammed my cock pass her swollen tender pussy lips as deep into her as I could. Mandy grabbed a pillow and began scream almost as soon as my cock touched her lips. On every down stroke I grinded my crotch against hers, bring whimpers of pain and moans of pleasure out of Mandy.
She had stretched out that pussy of hers, and she was sloppy wet. I smiled to myself, it was going to take awhile for me to get off. My retreat from her cunt was slowly, but my invasion was fast and hard followed by me grinding against her. Mandy push against, trying in vain to push me out of her, but the powerful orgasms she had already had, from my anal assault and the brutal cucumber fuck had her weak.
Her pussy was betraying her, with a new climax that my invading cock drew out of her, she became weaker and weaker. After a good ten minute of my slow redraws and pounding thrusts, Mandy was a whimpering wreck just begging me to just finish. Hearing that I began speeding my thrusts and Mandy screamed again in to the pillow as my balls emptied into Mandy’s abused cunt. When I pulled out Mandy’s juices began flow freely out her gaping pussy. Not wanting her and my juices to stain my couch I plugged her leaking hole with her panties. I stuff her panties up inside leaving a small piece for her use to pull them out when she got home. I allow her to sleep for an hour or so and then woke her. She dressed quietly and left.
I woke the next morning thinking of what happened the night before I had raped my mother-in-law, and made her love every minute of it. I was surprised of how much I had enjoy it, I began think about some of the other woman I had seen in the doctor’s office, if I could only get there names and numbers want nasty things I could do.
Just then the phone rang when I answer it I heard Mandy’s voice. Right on time, last night I had instructed her to called and tell how guilty she felt at what had happen but how much she enjoyed it.
“Mike, I’m sorry about last night. I don’t know what came over me, but it felt so good I couldn’t stop. I didn’t want you to stop. I did not mean for that to happen, but is it wrong for me to but I am glad it happen. So please forgive me.”
“Don’t worry about it Mandy I was just as much at fault as you were.”
“Are you going to tell Gwen?”
“No, the truth would only hurt her so we’ll keep it between us, ok?”
“I just feel so guilty, Mike, about enjoying it so much. A mother isn’t supposed to do that with her daughter’s husband.”
“Come over here so we can talk about it.”
“I can’t face Gwen right now knowing what you and I did.”
“Mandy, Gwen is going shopping. We can talk with out her here. So come by here about noon.”
I hung up the phone. Mandy was feeling guilty, good. I want her like that but after last night she was going to do what ever I want. I got out of bed and went to the kitchen. Gwen was cooking breakfast she wearing blue see through top and thong panties.
One of the boys was sitting at the table eating so I didn’t walk in. I didn’t know that the boys had come home. I could see he was enjoying the view of his mom’s nearly bare assed naked body. Just staring at her as he eat so I figure it had to be Ben. When my son got up and left the kitchen and I commanded Gwen to come in and sit.
Once she heard the command she stared straight ahead. I told her after breakfast she was going shopping and take the boys. Not to come home till after three. That she was to look at other men and think about how good it would feel to fuck them and if she was about to get any guy alone she could enjoy herself, even go as far as to fuck him. I told her to flirt with Ben, if she wanted to. Flirt or show off her body was ok but no sex. I won’t notice your flirting so you don’t have to worry about me finding out. When Gwen came out of her trance, I said.
“Why don’t you take both boys with you shopping today, Gwen? Ben and Andy both need to get some new shoes.”
“Ok.” is all she said.
I needed to get all of them out of the house so I’d be alone when Gwen’s Mom came over. Gwen left the kitchen to tell the boys to get ready they were going out with her. When I walked in to the living room Gwen was talking to one of the boys sitting with him on the couch. She had her hand on his knee while she was telling him where they were going shopping. My son got nervous when I walked in so I went down the hall toward the bedrooms but I slip into the washroom and then back into the kitchen. I was able to spy on what was happen in the front room this way. Gwen was still talking to our son and rubbing his leg.
Our son was more at ease with out me in the room. Once relaxed Gwen lay across his lap and asked him to rub her back. Our boy began rubbing his mom’s back but his eyes are glued to her nearly bare butt. Every time he rubbed a little higher her night gown rode up more and he got a full view of her butt. I could tell he was having trouble trying to control his breathing. Gwen was getting horny to I could see her hips moving and her own breathing was heavier too. I told her not to go all the way but I wondered how far she would go.
Our son reached down and started rubbing her butt. Gwen let out a slight moan and arched her back. That moan brought a smile to my son’s face so he decided to hold nothing back, his hand slide down between her legs. His hand began moving back and forth over the small piece of material covering his mother bare cunt lips. Gwen tried to get up at this but our son held her down. I could see the lust in his eyes. Gwen is small thing only 120 lbs so the boys are bigger, out weigh her and are much stronger.
He held her down on his lap with his left arm and pushed her panties out of his way with his right.
Gwen said “No, we got to get ready to go shopping. “We can’t go all the way. Ben…stop.”
Then was when our son said, “Mom…I am Andy.”
At that she stopped, “Oh…then it ok, but we can’t be do this here. We need to be alone.”
Andy let his mom up and she went to the hall. Andy followed her. I realizing at that moment I had fucked up again. I had told Gwen to think about fuck other men but there were other men in the house, our sons. I had told her to flirt and she did…get turn-on and horny. I told her if she was alone she could actual fucking them. I felt safe of a half second. Gwen thought I was in our bedroom and Ben was in the boy’s room. They couldn’t use the wash room, some could walk in. So there was not a room for them to be alone in the house. That’s when I realized the bathroom. I hurried to the bathroom. The door was locked, so I pushed my ear to the door. I could hear me wife’s voice.
“Yes, oh yes baby, fuck mommy, fuck her good.”
It was over quickly.
I waited for Gwen in our bedroom. When she came in to get dressed I stop her with the command and checked her, probing her cunt with two fingers, sure enough they came out sticky with cum.
“Fuck, because of my action four different men had cum in her since Thursday and it was only Sunday. I know I had to stop this but I know that I wasn’t strong enough…the hard-on in my pants was proof of that.
I had grown hard listen to Andy fucking my wife, his own mom. So I came up with a plan. I know Mandy would be here soon. So I had let my wife be and after she was dress told me that her and the boys were going shopping and would be home about three acting like nothing just happened.
Mandy showed up at the door 5 minutes after they left. She was crying.
“Come in and sit,” I said as soon as I saw her.
She stared straight ahead.
“When ever I look into your eyes you will be filled with lust for me. You will feel guilty afterward every time but you will not stop wanting me. You are to never tell anyone and always do what ever I tell you. 1 2 3 .wake up” I said to her
She woke up and was still crying. I looked into her eyes.
She said “No, I can’t. It’s wrong,” but she then kissed me.
When we broke the kiss she grabbed my hand and led me to my bedroom…to the bed I shared with my wife. We tore off each other clothes and Mandy pushed me down on the bed. My cock was rock hard from knowing that my son, Andy had fucked his mother, and knowing the control I had over both my wife and her mother. I let Mandy climbed on top and grabbed my cock and lower her pussy onto my shaft.
“Fuck you’re so hard. My daughter not taking care of you, is she? Well, do you worry momma going to take care of you right.”
For the next few hours Mandy rode me having several orgasms, and with each one I felt her squirting hot juices pour out of her and over my cock and balls soaking the bed below us. She dangled her tits in my face perfectly for my mouth and teeth to reach. I chewed and sucked her nipples as she humped herself silly on me. Finally I grunted cumming inside her. Mandy sat up and expected my load deep in her cunt.
As she laid there catch our breath Mandy said “You given me… more orgasms in two… fucks then… Gwen’s dad had in the last five yeas of our marriage.”
By the time we both caught our breath, there was no time for more fun Gwen was going to be home soon. So Mandy got dressed and left in a hurry.
When Mandy left I thought about taking a quick shower but I decided I honestly didn’t care that I smelled of sweat and sex. I fixed a drink and waited for Gwen and the boys. I decided I have to tell the boys about my control over the mother. I had to make them believe me and I know how to do it.
When Gwen and the boys got home and Gwen came up to our room looking for me.
“Hey, Honey. The boys and I got some new clothes and some groceries, what you been doing?”
“Nothing, I just took a nap.” I lied.
“Honey, what that smell?” Gwen asked.
I answered her with come in and sit. Gwen stared straight ahead.
“Put on your black bra and panties wait here till I call you. When you come into the front room, this is what I want you to do.” I said as I quickly explain what I wanted to happen.
Then I went knocked on the boys door and asked the boys to come to the front room. I sat across from them as they sat down on the couch.
I said plainly “I knew that both you boys have fucked your mother.”
The boys both went white.
“And honestly it is my fault it all happened.”
For the next twenty minute I explain what was happening and why. When I was done I could see there was some disbelief in their eyes but there was also a look that things began to make since.
“I’ll prove what I am saying is true. Gwen, please come in here.”
Gwen walked into the front in her black bra and panties and stopped.
I smiled and said “Tell the boys what you want to do right now.”
Gwen smiled put her hand on her hips and said, “Boys, I want to suck your cocks and let you cum all over my face, so off with those shorts.”
Both Andy and Ben looked at me stunned. Then Gwen reached between her tits and unbuttoned her bra freeing her tits for the boys. That all it took for the boys to drop their shorts for their mother. For the next few minutes I watched as my wife take turns sucked her son’s cocks, I watched as first one then the other disappeared down Gwen’s throat. It was quite a sight.
That when I said, “Gwen stop. Please go to the bedroom and wait.”
The boys stood there, their shorts around the ankles and their spit shiny cock sticking straight out. Both wanted to know what I was doing. I explained that all three of us had abuse Gwen, using her without her willing consent. Even though she seemed to be willing, she was actually in a trance. In effect we had all raped her, but maybe part of her wanted to be treated this way, because a person even hypnotized will not do something that they were against doing.
So we had to decide; do we stop now. I could command Gwen to forget everything and we just have to act as if nothing had happen. Or do I command her to give in to us, when we want sex, and we use her like a whore. I got the answer I wanted. Both the boys didn’t what to use the mother like a whore but they wanted her to stay willing for anything to happen. Yes, I had rigged the result by have their mother suck them but not finish them off.
I showed my control over their mother and made them think with their cocks not their heads. If I hadn’t I was pretty sure Andy would have freaked even though he had fucked his mother, but Ben, I was sure would not have wanted to change things but why take a chance.
I called Gwen back to the front room she was wearing a white t-shirt that stop just below her tits, her nipples were clearly hard, poking thought her shirt. The only thing else she was wearing were the sheer black panties from the first time she was in the front room. I give her, her commands in front of our sons so they would know the ground rules I had thought up.
First she was to continue to wear little or nothing around the house when doing the house chores. Even if the boy’s friends came over if she was doing house chores she was not to go change. I told Gwen to think about sex all the time, to stay wet and horny. She was to act sexy around the three of us but other then teasing she was not to do anything with the boys.
This brought a protest from Ben and Andy but I calm them telling them that I knew what I was doing.
I said to Gwen “If one of your sons tries anything with you, you are tell him…it’s not right…tell him no but don’t stop him. The boys are much stronger than you. If one of them holds even your hand, you can’t get away but you don’t want to get away because you really want to fuck your sons, as much as they want to fuck you.”
I told Ben and Andy that if they want sex from their mother, they have to start it to make it happen but Gwen would give them anything they wanted.
“Plus when you are with the boys sexual there is no one else there, even in a crowded room of people, to you it just you and them. Understand Gwen?”
I told the boys that way I could watch the action if I wanted to. Andy said “Dad that pretty perverted.”
I shut him by replying, “More pervert then fucking your own mother, beside you didn’t mind me seating her watching when Gwen offered to blow you.”
After I woke Gwen up from her trance, Gwen said “if there is nothing else, I going to get dinner ready, bake something and do some dishes.”
She wiggled her hips as she walks out of the room. After Gwen went into the kitchen I turned on the TV and found a game to watch and the boys went to their rooms. I wasn’t surprised when I saw Ben go in the kitchen. I walked to the kitchen door to see if anything was going to happen
By this time Gwen had dinner and her cake in the oven and was cleaning up her mess. Ben walked up behind his mother and squeezed her butt.
Gwen pulls away “Don’t Ben you’re my son. It’s wrong.”
Ben wraps his arms around her and grabbed her butt again and pulled her into him.
“Come on, mom, you wanted this as much as I do.”
“No, Ben I won’t…” Gwen never finished her sentence as Ben shut her up be kissing her, it was a deep hard kiss.
Ben said after breaking the kiss, “Let’s go to my room.”
“No Ben, please.”
There was not as much protest in Gwen’s voice this time. At that Ben took her arm and pulled her along. Because of my command Gwen just let him lead her to his room. Ben tells his mom to sit down on his bed. Which she did, Ben walked in front of her and drop his pants down. It didn’t seem to bother Ben that I was standing at the door watching.
“Suck me, mom.”
Gwen said “no.”
It was barely a whispers protest. Ben grabbed the back of his mom’s head and pushed her forward. Her mouth opened and she starts sucking him slowly. Her gently sucking had Ben moaning and that brought Andy to his brother’s door. Seeing Andy at the door Ben pulled his now rock hard dick out of his mom’s mouth and told her to go over and suck Andy till he came in her mouth. She gets up and went over to Andy. Andy looked a little shocked. Even though he know what was going to be going on in the house now. I honestly don’t think he would take advantage of his mother’s condition now that he knew about it. So his brother Ben was going to help him out.
Andy didn’t stop his mom as she pulled his jeans down and knelt down in front of him. He didn’t stop her when she started sucking on him. All Andy did was just stare down at his cock disappearing in and out of his mother’s mouth. After a few minutes Andy grabbed his mother head and held her as he climaxed in her mouth. Ben had her pull off her shirt and then removed her panties. I watched my son Ben inhale deep the scent of his mother pussy off her panties before handing them to Andy who did the same.
Ben had his mother lay on the floor and slid between her legs.
“No, Ben…stop…please we can’t.”
Bard weak protested did nothing to stop him from slide up into her.
Once his cock was in Gwen, “oh yes, please fuck mommy good.”
Andy sat and watched as his brother fucked in and out of their mother’s cunt. It was then that the oven went off and I calmly walked into the kitchen and took dinner out leaving my wife on the floor being fucked by her own son. I checked on them several time over the next hour Ben and Andy took turns fucking their mother in different position. Both of them climaxed in their mother several times, feeding her mouth and pussy a couple of loads of hot cum. Gwen moaned and begged for ever drop of cum her son’s balls could provide her.
When both boys looked spent, I said “it was time to eat.”
“Can I go now boys?” Gwen asked stroking her son’s now limp cocks.
“Sure mom, thanks.” Together the boys said.
Gwen got dressed and went to set the table. As if nothing had happen she was smiling but she looked a little tired.
After dinner she soaked in the tub for over an hour before coming to bed. In bed we talked about the day she had. There was a guilty look on her face, which was a turn-on, since I know what she had been doing.
As far as she knew when she was with the boys getting banged I was out of the house. She was partly embarrassed, partly ashamed but I could tell she was horny too. As soon as I was undressed exposing my hard-on to Gwen, she wanted to know if we could fuck. She climb on top of me and rode me. As she ground her crotch against mine she yelped a little in pain.
I knew that the boys had fucked her good and hard for over an hour so her pussy had to be a little sore. But Gwen acted like a whore in heat grinding against me hard. We fucked like this until she climaxed several times and I felt a trickle of something hot roll over my cock and down my balls. I was thrilled like her mother Gwen was squirting her juices on me. I was spent but I was surprised that Gwen was still horny. She was willing to suck my cock even though it was covered in her and my cum. I looked at the time it was only 9:30 pm I put Gwen under.
“Call Dave, tell him I’m out with the boys and you have a leak in the kitchen. And need help.”
As Gwen got up and left the room I when and checked on the boys. Both of them were out. I move to the wash room to watch like I did the first time.
When Gwen and Dave walked in to the kitchen he asked, “Gwen, Where’s the leak?”
“The leaks between my legs.” She said as she dropped her robe standing in front of him naked.
All Dave said was “I can’t believe this.”
As Gwen knelt and took his cock in her mouth. As soon as he was hard, he bent her over the coffee table in the kitchen and slide into her from behind.
“Damn you wet, Gwenye.” Dave said.
I almost laughed sure she was in the last few years she had taken a load of cum from three different cock was would soon be taking a fourth. Gwen started humping back into Dave as he humped forward. Even fucking with pussy full of cum for lube and pussy stretched by three cocks Gwen was moan that Dave thick member was stretching her inside. Dave was smiling as he climaxed inside Gwen. He held her against his crotch until he went soft and slipped out.
Gwen smiled “thanks for helping with my leak.”
Dave smiled and said “Anytime.”
Gwen sat there for a few minutes before I walked in my cock hard in my hand and seeing me stroking myself she starts playing with herself. Gwen was now out of control and I was loving it. Her pussy lips were bright pink from the pounding that she had taking today. It only took a second or two, rubbing her super-sensitive clit to make her begin squirting. It wasn’t a trickle like in the bedroom it looked like she was pissing the floor. That sight set me off and I shoot several squirts of white cum on my wife’s tits.
As we tried to catch our breaths I notice the boys both standing there naked, they had hard-ons and a look of lust on their faces. I guess we had made too much noise. The look on Gwen was one of total sexual satisfaction and total exhaustion, she was spent. I didn’t try and stop the boys as they picked up their mother and carried her to thier bedroom.
Gwen was weakly begged them saying “No…please…stop.”
I walked down and watched a few minutes but even what I saw was not enough to get me hard again. I was spent, too. Ben was on his back, his mother laid on top of him his arm wrapped around his mother to hold her.
Honestly she no longer had the strength to push off him even if she wanted to. Her weak moan told me she didn’t as Ben pumped his cock up into his mother’s cunt. Gwen’s butt quivered I knew she was close to a powerful orgasm. Then Andy got on top of his mom. So with Ben underneath, Gwen in the middle Andy mounted his mom, the little bastard was getting his mom ass. This put Gwen over the edge. She moaned and wiggled and climaxed again and again as both boys shoot their cum deep in their mother’s body. That was it they all collapsed on the bed. Seeing this I was done I went to my room and climbed into bed.
The next morning when I get up Gwen is not in bed with me. She had stayed in bed with our sons sleeping sound all night. I went down the hall and knock on the door to get them up and clean up for school.
I was not surprised to see both my sons getting a blowjob from their mother before they head to school. After the boys left Gwen still naked began stripping Ben bed and put on new linens, just doing her normal house chores. When she came out and saw me, she was surprised she had thought I had left. She walked down the hall and dropped the soiled linens from Ben bed off in the wash room then she walked back to the bathroom and went in to take a shower. It was so surreal and sexy to watch my wife walk around naked.
I walked into the bathroom and tried to touch my wife between her legs, she stopped me. Claiming that she felt she was getting yeast infection, I know it was that her pussy was too sore from all the fuck yesterday. I smiled at that, I left the house after a quick blowjob.
So what did the future hold for my family, about three week later we found out that Gwen was pregnant. I wasn’t really surprised.
I didn’t stop the fun for a few months. Not until Gwen started showing during the second trimester.
I guess Dave had thought it was his because he sold his house and moved away. With Gwen unable to take care of me and the boys, I let the boys in on the fact I could control their grandmother too. I wasn’t surprised that boys had no problems with fucking their grandmother. The boys even brought over the whole defense from their football team one weekend and Mandy got the gangbang of a lifetime.
Gwen give birth to two beautiful baby girls, another set of twins. I had her tubes tied so no more accidents could happen. Around this time Ben started dating this girl, Jeanie who told Ben that she thought that Gwen was sexy. So of course I had Gwen began a lesbian affair with Jeanie after a few months. Ben and I caught the two of them together. After explain we had set it up Jeanie became a willing partner in our family fun.
After awhile Jeanie introduced our family to her Uncle Jack and his daughter CC who it turned out were lovers. Andy fell in love with CC and they got married. Love stuck twice and Jack ended up marrying Mandy becoming Gwen’s new Daddy. Ben and Jeanie had kids together but never married. My twin daughter’s Kathy and Mary were raised in up know al about family love. So when they were fourteen they both wanted their brother Ben to take the cherries. Honestly I think the Ben was their father, since he got Jeanie pregnant twice both times she had twin boys.
Family loving has been part of my family now for thirty years. So I wasn’t even surprised when my daughter Kathy said she was marrying Ben Jr. Who, I still feel is really her brother not her cousin like she thinks. I am now in my late seventy. Both Mandy and Jack are gone. Gwen passed away a few years ago, too. Mainly now, at the family reunion I just get to watch my great grand children and my great-great grand children. But every once in awhile one of the ladies in our family drops by the house and thanks me for watch the kids with a quick fuck or a blowjob.
It’s been a strange life but I would never change a thing.

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Three – Chapter 1

A woman and her husband go looking for a suitable stranger in a bar. When they find him they lay down some ground rules, and then the threesome can begin.

Stacy the tease

This was written by my husband about a very dear friend of mine who really is a dreadful tease. For all you teases out there…you will get yours hehehehhe
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We were sitting around one night when a friend Stacy called wanting to party. Let me tell you about her she is 22, 5‘8 and 120 lbs. Very sexy. She and my wife Shelia have been friends all their lives. She came over and we sat around and had a few drinks. I was talking shit as usual trying to get her to have a little fun. She loves to tease me and to tell the truth I love it to. I’ve gotten little peeks of her goodies now and then but never got to sample them. Well back to the story.
As the night went on we got a little buzzed and I was getting better and better shots of her pretty pussy. I know she saw me look several times. After a few more drinks I started thinking she might be coming around. Shelia was asleep so I decided to test the waters. I started rubbing her leg nice and soft but she brushed my hand away and said “Stop.” Not enough alcohol yet, I thought. We drank some more, I handed her the bottle every few minutes.
After a while I decided to try again. I started the same way, softly rubbing her leg and this time she didn’t push me away. I started slowly working my way up her thigh. My cock was rock hard and I didn’t think she was going to stop me. Then dammit, halfway up she stopped me and pushed my hand away. Oh I was so close…Maybe a few more drinks will loosen her up some more I thought. So we finished off the bottle and chit chatted. The whole time she was giving me shots up her short shorts..I figured I would try one more time.
I started at her ankle working my way up long long smooth legs. Just as I touched her clean shaven pussy she stopped me again saying “you are my best friends husband…” By that time i was so horny I decided to try to wake Shelia up.
I leaned over her and whispered, “Daddy’s horny, take off your clothes.” She did and started rubbing my cock. She had all 7.5 inches hard in a flash and she was dripping wet. I eased around so I could slip into her nice warm pussy. After about 5 strokes, she looked at me and said “What are you doing?” She had been asleep the whole time. Then she grinned at me and I slid back into her hot tight pussy and continued to fuck her nice and low enjoying her pussy as Stacy watched us. Or so I thought. I looked over and Stacy had passed out. I got an idea, and told Shelia what had happened earlier while I continued to fuck her. Then I told her my idea. She said sounds good so I got up and got our handcuffs.
We both jumped on Stacy. We drug her to the floor and cuffed her hands behind her back. She woke up and was screaming “what the hell are yall doing???” Shelia replied “You will see you teasing ass slut.” Then she got over Stacy in a 69 position. I started fucking her from behind and in just a few minutes Shelia was squirting girl cum Stacy’s face. She was still fighting us so Shelia started licking her pussy, making Stacy squirm and moan against her will. I couldn’t hold out any longer and filled Shelia’s pussy with hot sticky cum. She sat up and planted her pussy on Stacy’s mouth. Shelia said “clean my pussy you teasing ass bitch.” As I watched my cum run into Stacy’s mouth my cock got hard again.
Shelia noticed and said “She’s in no position to stop you now. Take that pussy.” So I did. I rubbed my cock up and down her pussy she was trying to get away and said “ no please, dont.”, but she was dripping wet. I couldn’t wait any longer and drove all 7.5 inches straight in. God it felt so nice as i sawed back and forth. Her pussy started clamping down and massaging my cock. I fucked her for about 20 minutes then I decided I wanted her ass.
I told Shelia to grab her legs and hold them up. Then I pulled out and started rubbing some of her juices on her asshole. She realized what I was doing and said “NO not there Ive never done that before.” I replied “ oh well looks like Im going to get a cherry from you after all.” I slowly eased the head in and Stacy screamed “No.” Shelia said “ Take it bitch, you’ve teased daddy for the last time.” Shelia started rubbing her clit and her pussy started flowing again, running down onto my cock giving me the lube I needed to slide all the way into her ass. Stacy was screaming no its to much, and my wife told her to shut up and sat on herf face while I hammered her ass.
After about ten minutes of this I was ready to blow and asked Shelia where she wanted me to cum. She told me to cum in Stacy’s mouth. I pulled out and put my cock in her face. She tried to keep her mouth shut, but Shelia pinched her nose. When she opened her mouth I shoved my whole cock diwn her throat and unloaded what seemed like a gallon of cum while she gagged and choked. When I was done I asked her if she would ever refuse me again. She said “No sir, you can fuck me any time you want.”

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