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Story 69 - Golden Girl By: Phil Phantom (MF, FF, INC, LEZ, TEEN, WS) 4/4
Golden Girl By: Phil Phantom (MF, FF, INC, LEZ, TEEN, WS) 4/4
I returned home with the plastic glass and found Mom putting away groceries. I called Dad and arranged to stop by when he and Trisha would be there. He said I could swing by anytime. Mom drove me to Dad's house without knowing my plans.
She parked with the driver's side facing the front door, twenty-feet away. She looked frightened and nervous as I said, "You stay right here, and don't disappoint me." I stopped at the door to look back at her. Her "Yes dear" sounded very submissive, and I gave her a smile as I went in.
Trisha and Dad were there to greet me with warm hugs. I said, "I just want to run up to my room for a second. Wait here, okay?"
Dad said, "What the hell is going on with your mom and this orgy, Judy? Are you involved in this? Does she know you invited us?"
"I'll explain everything in a minute, okay?"
Trisha, peered out the window and saw Mom sitting in the car. She said, "Honey, invite her in."
I said, "No, let her wait out there."
She said, "We can at least be polite. Go invite her."
Dad said, "Hell no. If Judy says let her wait, let her wait."
I smiled my mischievous smile and ran upstairs. I quickly changed into my bra and panty set and enhanced their obscene display by pulling the crotch band completely within my cunt lips, showing my shaved pussy lips. I also made sure the back was fully up my crack, and I pulled the bra cups down to further expose my nipples. I gave myself the once-over in the mirror and was pleased to see that I displayed more than they'd ever seen of me. When I made my entrance, they both gasped. Trisha giggled and cupped her smile.
Dad's eyes strayed to my cunt. I walked around them with my sexiest hip sway, stopped before them, and did a slow turn with my chest out and arms back, letting them feast their eyes. Trisha said, "Honey, it isn't bedtime, you know."
Dad said, "Judy, you better get your clothes back on. If your mother sees what we bought you, we could lose our visitation rights."
I stood before them with my feet planted wide, my hands on my hips, and proclaimed, "Don't worry about her, Daddy. My mother has been a very bad girl, and I could ruin her if I wanted to. She knows it, too. You don't ever have to worry about anything as far as she's concerned. From now on, visitation is when we decide."
Trisha said, "My, but you are an aggressive bad little girl, aren't you? I must say, I do like what I'm hearing, seeing too. It's obvious you are feeling independent. We certainly won't slow you down, will we dear?"
"Hell no, not if she's going to wear her panties like that."
I said, "I shaved, or didn't you notice."
"I noticed, believe me, I noticed."
Trisha knelt before me, peered closer, and said, "It looks like you shaved off all the hair. Did you?"
I thrust out my loins and said, "Why don't you look for yourself?"
She glanced up at Dad, smiled, then hooked her index finger in the low waistband and pulled them away, declaring, "Oh, you did, you nasty thing you. Oh, it's beautiful. Don't you think her shaved vagina is beautiful, Frank?"
Daddy hooked a finger alongside hers and pulled down until the crotch band pulled from between my lips. He bent low for a closer look and said, "God damn, this is pretty! Here's to independence and watching TV in the nude, hey kiddo?"
"Here's to you coming to your old house and watching your old TV in the nude while your old wife serves you and your new wife while you do anything you please with her daughter, and I mean, anything."
Dad moved my panties to my knees, then stood back and gazed on my pussy. Trisha laughed and said, "That'll be the day."
I said, "I'm serious, Trisha. You can do anything you want with me, and do it in front of Mom. I'm very willing, and I am a very bad girl, too."
Dad said, "Is that a fact?"
I smiled impishly and teased, "I want you to take advantage of me, you too, Trisha. I want to be child molested. I've been dying to be properly molested, but you guys move so slowly. At this rate, I'll never get screwed, and I may never get to eat out my sexy step-mother."
Trisha bit her lower lip with eyes wide as Daddy said, "Jesus Christ, Judy! That suits us fine, but what have you got on her?"
"Enough. I can't tell you unless she pisses me off. She knows she better not do that. I set her up for this orgy. She's going because I am making her go. She knows you two will be there to watch, also."
Dad said, "See, Trisha, I told you she wanted more."
Trisha slipped a finger up my hole, saying, "Jesus! She's wet. You're right, she wants it bad, sweetheart. This girl is so horny."
Dad stopped Trisha's fingering, saying, "Just relax, Trisha. I want to get to the bottom of this. We're not doing a damn thing with Bonnie sitting in our driveway."
I said, "Okay, if you need convincing, watch this."
I pulled the panties back into place and made for the door. Dad cried out,
"Honey, that's not being wise."
I turned and said, "Just watch."
I marched out as they made for the window. Mom sat up and stared intently as I sauntered and swayed with exaggerated hip movement. I came up to the driver's window, turned my back to her with my feet wide, and bent as low as possible, wiggling my ass in her astonished face. I looked up to see them looking out with astonished but amused grins, then sauntered back to the front door and peered inside, saying, "Daddy, would you please step out here with me. I want Mom to see us together."
Daddy cautiously came out and stood behind me. I backed into his embrace and brought his hands around me. When he could see that Mom was not about to do or say anything, I guided his left hand inside my panties. Dad was soon groping my crotch as I ground my ass against his growing cock.
Trisha was just inside the door and said, "My God, Frank, are you doing what I think you're doing?"
"If you think I'm fingering her pussy in front of Bonnie, then that's what I'm doing."
I added, "He's doing it good, too, but he's only using one finger and he isn't going in all the way like I prefer."
Dad fixed that and said, "Trisha, come on out here. I want you in on this too."
Trisha cautiously came out and stood beside us. She watched Mom sitting there doing nothing, then glanced to my crotch and cupped her hand over her mouth to stifle a laughing smile, saying, "Oh, shit, you are doing it. I can't believe she's just watching you finger Judy."
"Yes, and I'm doing it right. This kid has been bad. She's no virgin. Come on, Trisha, pull her panties out of the way. Let's let Bonnie get a better look."
Trisha looked to me and said, "Should I?"
"Yes, in fact, take them all the way off."
Mom couldn't hear anything with the windows rolled up, but her eyes never left us. Trisha giggled, looked at Mom, then knelt beside me so as not to block her view. She reached for the waistband and said, "Okay, here goes." She drew my panties slowly down my legs, revealing Dad's fingers working in my cunt, smearing my slick juices over my bare crotch. Trisha removed the panties from my feet, and I stepped out wide.
Trisha stood and said, "Jesus, she isn't saying a word. This is so exciting."
Trisha reached over and toyed with my nipples, pulling the cups off my tits. She leaned in and flicked at my nipples with her tongue while watching for Mom's reaction.
Trisha became bolder and sucked hard on my right nipple while groping my left tit. Dad had both hands at work. With one, he fucked me. The other was rubbing vigorously on my clit. My hands were behind my back rubbing his cock. Trisha was playing to her audience of one and suddenly cried out, "God, I love doing this in front of her. Honey, I want to do more. Lots more."
"What the hell else is there? Do you want me to ball the kid?"
I said, "I could suck your dick."
Trisha excitedly said, "Yes, Frank, let her suck your dick. I want Bonnie to see that."
"All right. I'm game." I quickly spun around and stood to the side with my naked ass partially in Mom's direction. Trisha freed Dad's cock and fisted his erect shaft toward my waiting lips. I closed my mouth over his nine-inch cock and sucked him in deep, bringing forth a deep moan from him. Trisha said, "Oh, yes, suck that cock, baby. Suck it for Mommy. Make him shoot all over your face, sweetheart."
I said, "I would, but I'd rather he came in my pussy."
"Yes, do it, Frank. Fuck her right here."
"No way, Trisha. I'll fuck her inside, but not here, no way."
Trisha laid her cheek on my ass and reached into my crotch while looking at Mom. Her delicate fingers pried my cunt lips apart, and she entered me with a finger. She laughed and said, "She's watching me finger-fuck her little girl, and she can't do a damn thing about it. Relax, Frank. Whatever Judy has on her, it's good. You're right. She's no virgin, Frank. Too bad. I wish Bonnie's window was down so she could hear all this."
I said, "If you want the window down, go tell her to roll it down. In fact, tell her what you want her to hear right to her face."
"I couldn't. Could I? Should I, Frank? I'd love to tell her what we plan to do with Judy in graphic detail. I will if you want."
"Go right ahead. Judy seems to have a grip on this. She knows what she has on her. It must be damned good."
I offered, "Do it, Trisha. While you're there, tell her you are going to make me suck your pussy, too."
"Are you serious? Would you actually do that?"
"Yes, I'm dying to. Do me a favor and wipe my pussy juice on her face. If she doesn't lick your fingers clean, I'll strip her naked and piss all over her, and she knows it. You don't have to order her to lick, just offer your hand."
"That does it. I'm going." She wet her whole hand in my soupy twat, then strode over to the car. I turned my head to watch. Mom rolled the window down as Trisha came up. Trisha said, loud enough for us to hear, "I just wanted to let you know that we plan to take Judy inside and Frank is going to fuck her adorable little cunt. Do you have a problem with that, Bonnie?"
Mom said, "No, no problem."
"Good, then you should have no qualms about me making her lick my cunt then."
"No, do with her as you please."
"We always have and plan to do much more with unlimited visitation at your house or ours."
"I understand."
"Good, then I expect you to provide us with a house key."
Mom took the key off her key ring and handed it to Trisha, saying, "You can take this one. I keep a spare under the mat."
Trisha smiled at us, then held out the hand that had been fingering me. She held a wet finger close to Mom's lips, then dragged that wet finger across her lips, gently forcing the finger inside as Mom surrendered and opened her mouth. Mom then began to earnestly, slavishly lick and suck Trisha's entire hand. Trisha turned and smiled at us while this was going on. Trisha dipped her other hand into her shorts. She fingered herself, then offered that freshly-wet finger to Mom. Mom sucked Trisha's fuck finger right into her mouth.
Dad and I took a break to watch them more closely. Trisha was deliriously excited. I stood beside Dad and kept him erect by stroking his cock, though that was hardly necessary. Trisha usually wears tight-fitting short shorts, as Dad admires her tight ass and dancer's legs. She teaches dance and studied ballet.
Suddenly, Trisha jerked her shorts down, panties and all. She kicked free of them, then demonstrated her athletic prowess and agility by throwing her right leg up on the car's roof, moving her obscenely open cunt to the window opening, saying, "Here, if you like my cunt so much, have at it."
Mom did. She went about her task without hesitation, pressing her face in fully to Trisha's sideways beaver. Trisha looked to us and said, "God, I love this, Frank--your ex-wife sucking my pussy. She's good, too. She's sticking her tongue way up my hole, Frank. She loves my twat; I can tell."
Daddy said to me in a soft voice, "I've never seen Trisha this excited about anything. She's going berserk over this whole thing. The orgy is all she's talked about after your call. Judy, you must at least give me a hint as to how this came about."
"Daddy, I can't. That's my control. If it ever got out that I told anyone, I'd lose my control over her. She trusts me to stay quiet as long as she behaves herself. I will, too. She's been behaving herself very well, don't you agree?"
"Absolutely. Okay, I won't say any more about it. I just wonder where to draw the line. If I knew what kind of hand you held, I'd have an idea, at least."
"I'm holding a royal flush, Dad. You can do anything, believe me. I would think I proved that already."
"Yes, but can she actually tolerate us having sex?"
"Dad, if you want, I'll make her lick us while we fuck. I'll sit on her face afterwards, and piss in her mouth. I did it last night after Grandpa took my cherry."
"Jesus, so that old codger finally nailed you. I figured he would. This is too fucking much. Don't get me wrong. I'm all for it. I wish it had been me, but that's okay."
Trisha disengaged herself from Mom's mouth, picked up her shorts, and sauntered back, swinging the shorts and her naked ass. She dropped the shorts on reaching us, firmly took me by the hair on the back of my head, and whispered, "This is just play acting, okay?"
I smiled with my back to Mom as Trisha made as though forcing me to my knees before her spread legs. She pulled my head into her crotch and humped my face, saying, "This is how I treat your little darling daughter, Bonnie." Under her breath, and without moving her lips, Trisha said, "Tell me to stop if you want, Judy. You don't have to do anything unless you want to."
I probed deep up her hole as my answer, then made as though munching her cunt. I said quietly, "I told her you made me eat you while you were dating Dad, and that you use me all the time. I told her Dad fucks my ass and makes me suck his dick. I also said I have to lick you guys when you fuck and eat Dad's cum from your pussy. She believed me, so go for it."
That was all Trisha needed to hear. She practically shouted, "She eats my fuck, Bonnie. I make her lick us while we're fucking. She's an obedient child. She does what I tell her to do. I hope you're proud of her, are you?"
Mom made her reply sound reluctant, almost on the verge of tears, but she said,
"Yes, I'm proud."
Trisha turned to Frank and said, "Frank, I want more of this. Can I keep going, please! I want to bring her inside. I want her to watch you fuck Judy. Please Frank!"
"All right, go get her. This is your show, Trisha. Judy assured me that there is no limit to what she'll take. I believe her, now. Have yourself a ball, sweetheart."
Trisha released me and strode over to the car. She jerked the car door open and said, "Get out. I don't think you fully understand things. I think a demonstration is in order."
I came over and escorted Mom on her right side as Trisha guided her by the left elbow. As we walked inside, I said, "Mom, you never looked better than you do with your head between Trisha's legs. Your mouth and her pussy are a perfect match. From now on, I want to see that perfect match as often as possible."
Trisha giggled and said, "Why thank you, sweetheart. I couldn't agree more."
I added, "From now on, I want you to politely ask Trisha for permission to suck her pussy whenever she is near you. If you know what's good for you, you'll put enthusiasm in your request and do a good job of sucking her cunt."
Trisha laughed and said, "That's marvelous. Did you hear that, honey? I have a pussy slave, your ex-wife no less. I think that's fantastic."
We stopped in the middle of the living room. Daddy took a seat on the sofa.
Trisha said, "You know, Bonnie, I've always thought you were so pretty. I simply adore your breasts. Now I get to see them and play with them. Strip for us, and do strip slow and sexy. Here, I'll put some music on for you."
She went to the stereo and put on some funky latin number. Mom turned beet red, but started to sway to the beat. She soon had a good bump and grind going and was undoing the buttons on her blouse. Trisha clapped and shouted, "Take it off. Take it all off, baby!" Mom continued doing her best striptease, twirling her blouse after removing it. She then teased at the clasp of her bra. She released it but held the cups over her tits and revealed them one at a time. She then tossed the bra behind her and fondled her tits.
Trisha and Dad applauded and cheered her on. Trisha went and sat beside Dad. I sat on his other side, stroked his dick, and shouted, "We want pussy! Show pink meat!"
Mom shimmied out of her pants after kicking off her shoes. She danced around in her panties while we shouted, "Show pink!"
I could see that Mom was getting into this exhibition, though she tried not to let that show. Mom teasingly hooked her fingers in the waistband and slowly drew them down. When her bald pussy came into view, we all applauded and shouted more encouragements. Mom responded by quickly divesting herself of the panties.
Totally naked now, she danced in front of us while we chanted, "Pink meat." In response, she reached to her cunt lips and slowly pried them open while leaning back with her knees out wide. Her cunt looked like a large pink oval, six inches long and three inches wide, with her hole showing as a dark area down low. Her clit stood out proud and reflected her level of excitement.
We demanded more. In response, she turned her back to us, spread her legs out wide, bent low at the waist, then reached around with both hands and pried her cheeks apart, giving us a good look at her pink, puckered asshole and her cunt hanging open and wet. She inched her fingertip to the edges of her cunt lips and pried them wide. For that, we applauded, but shouted, "More!"
She brought her hand back to her front and reached between her legs to masturbate. She fingered her hole and rubbed her clit. We shouted, "More!" She dropped to the floor and rolled onto her back. She brought her legs straight up in a wide "V" and resumed masturbating. We shouted, "More!" and she planted her feet wide and raised her ass up as high as she could until she rested on her feet and head, her body doubled back in a high arch. In this position, she masturbated furiously. Trisha reached out with her bare foot and used her big toe to fondle Mom's cunt. Mom gave her access and tried to fuck herself on Trisha's big toe. Trisha laughed and wiggled her toe deep in Mom's pussy. Mom ground her cunt on Trisha's foot.
When we wanted more, she got on her hands and knees, crawled between Trisha's legs and begged, "May I please suck your pussy?"
Trisha threw her legs out with a giggle and said, "Be my guest." Mom dove on her gash and sucked voraciously, like a cunt-starved dyke. Trisha giggled and squirmed while holding Mom by the ears. Mom's hand crept into Dad's lap and closed over his shaft. I let her have his familiar cock, then got on my belly to suck the head while she played with the shaft. Trisha watched all this, then turned to Dad and said, "Life doesn't get any better than this, huh, sweetheart?"
"I'll say. Is she a good cunt sucker?"
"The best. I could let her do this all day long. She looks great doing this to me, doesn't she?"
"It's as it should be. You are the better woman."
Mom intensified her sucking with dramatic subservience, smearing her face in Trisha's gash. I also noticed she pumped faster on Dad's dick. She appeared to concur with his statement, and wanted to hear more. Dad said, "She is acknowledging that fact as only one woman can for another, by using her mouth on the superior woman's pussy."
Mom responded with renewed effort that had Trisha squirming and moaning, nearing a climax. Trisha tossed off her top and sprawled back totally nude, mauling her own tits and crying, "Yes, it's so true. She knows her place, and she knows how to show it. She's not holding back at all. Uhhh, yesss, suck my clitty, Bonnie! Ughhh ... Uggghhh ... Ugggghhhh! FUCK!"
Trisha heaved violently and bucked her cunt into Mom's sucking mouth. Mom gripped her by the hips and tried to hang on to the spasmodic woman. Trisha slowly returned to Earth and then went into a total slump as Mom lazily licked at her weeping hole. Trisha looked down with a weary smile and watched Mom dutifully licking her spend.
Trisha smiled up at Dad, and said, "Did you ever in your life think you'd see this day, dear? Look how she lovingly laps my cunt hole, lapping up my cunt juice like a dog."
Trisha rolled to her side facing us and brought her left leg straight up to show exactly what Mom's tongue was doing. Mom was licking deep in Trisha's hole with long, slow, penetrating laps. Trisha rolled onto her back and drew her legs back, hooking her arms inside and under each knee. With her head supported by the back of the sofa, Trisha could look into her own cunt while Mom gave her a dramatic display of sexual servitude. Mom licked long and deep, then moved to Trisha's asshole and stuck her tongue inside, bringing an excited squeal from Trisha.
After Trisha adjusted to the unnatural penetration, she looked to Dad and said, "I think Bonnie is trying to tell me something, dear."
"Yes, it certainly looks that way. I think she just surrendered totally. She's telling you that she is honored to serve you."
"Is that what you're telling me, Bonnie? Is that why you're licking my asshole?"
Mom raised up and said, "Yes! I do want to serve you, Trisha. You are the better woman, and I want to acknowledge that fact any way I can, in any way that pleases you."
Mom returned to tongue-fucking Trisha's asshole. Trisha said, "You know, Frank, I think she means it. She's serious."
Mom raised up and said, "I am serious, Trisha, and I want to prove it by drinking your piss. Will you piss in my mouth, please?" Mom then moved her mouth to Trisha's piss hole and began nursing hard. Trisha was shocked and looked up to Dad.
Dad shrugged and said, "Go for it!"
"Should I?"
"You'd be crazy not to. Why pass up the chance. She asked for it. She's waiting."
"I know, she's practically sucking the piss out of my bladder."
"So, do it. Piss!"
Trisha had trouble relaxing, though she appeared to be trying very hard. Mom encouraged her by moaning in expectation. Finally, we heard moans of satisfaction from Mom, and moans of relief from Trisha. Mom's throat steadily contracted with each swallow, and Trisha exclaimed in astonishment, "God, I'm pissing in her mouth, Frank. I'm pissing right now." Mom eased off so the piss would splash off her face, then resumed her sucking and drinking. Trisha emptied her bladder, and Mom drank all she could catch.
I smiled up at Dad and said, "She does that for me, too, only I usually drench her in the process."
Dad said, "This is not the same woman I married once. I like her better this way."
Trisha finished her pissing, and Mom licked her slit like a dog. Trisha pushed her away and sat up, saying, "Shit, that was fantastic. All of it." She grabbed Mom by the head and kissed her. Mom sat back on her heels with a smile. Trisha sat back with her feet on the sofa's edge, keeping her knees widely parted. She looked Mom over and said, "Well, it looks like we need to establish a few new ground rules. Why don't you fuck my pussy with one of your beautiful tits while I tell you what they are."
Mom didn't hesitate. She used her right hand to squeeze her right tit into distention. She placed her inch-long nipple in the hole and stuffed two inches of tit meat in behind it. She pulled out to run her turgid nipple teasingly around Trisha's clit, then stuffed the hole again, repeating this process over and over. Trisha swooned at the first contact, then drew her legs up and open, holding her feet by the toes, watching Mom eagerly applying herself to the obscene task.
It took Trisha a while before she could speak, so absorbed was she in watching. Finally, she said, "First, there are no visitation rules. Do you understand?"
"Yes, I gave you a key. I will deliver and pick up Judy; she's at your beck and call." Mom used her left hand to stimulate Trisha's clit while running her nipple up and down Trisha's wet slit.
"Good, and we will be using Judy sexually without limits at your house or ours."
"Yes, I understand that. I want you to use her and enjoy her body. I will help in any way I can, and keep this totally confidential. And don't worry about me going back; I can't." Mom stuffed Trisha's cunt.
"Great! I think we will get along just fine. Now, I want you to assist Frank in screwing your daughter. I want you to get behind her and pick her up as she sits in a full squat. You will then bring her to Frank's cock and lower her onto it.
You can assist in the fucking by lifting and setting her on his cock."
Mom said, "I'm ready. Judy, are you ready?"
I got down in a low squat facing Dad with my back to Mom. Mom reached around me with both hands and cupped the backs of my thighs, lifting me straight up.
Trisha held her husband's cock up and ready, as Mom brought me over and guided my twat over the head. Trisha guided the cock, and like train cars coupling, we came together. Mom settled me gently until I sat on Dad's pubic hairs and mashed them flat. She then fucked me on my father's cock as Dad and I made agreeable moans and groans. He fondled my breasts as Trisha toyed with our united genitals.
After several minutes of this, Trisha said, "Okay, I'm satisfied that you are serious, Bonnie. Let her go." Mom released me and stepped back. Trisha addressed me, saying, "Judy, turn around and lie back on your father in our TV position, only keep his dick in you."
I stood up, turned around, and re-impaled myself, settling back comfortably in Dad's arms. I spread my legs out wide to give Mom a good look at Dad's cock buried in my pussy. Dad grabbed me behind the thighs and widened my legs. He used his hold to lift and drop me, making his cock go in and out. Trisha knelt at his right knee and addressed Mom, saying, "All right, Bonnie, now I want you to lick them while they fuck." Mom moved in and started licking us. She lapped from Dad's balls to my clit, and her energetic licking felt fantastic.
Trisha loved watching her do this, and said, "That's how we watch TV, only I'm usually in Judy's place and she's in yours. Nice huh?"
Mom said, "Oh, yes, I love this."
Dad picked up the tempo. Mom intensified her efforts, actually trying to insinuate her stiff tongue alongside my dad's dick. Trisha fingered Mom's pussy while Mom fingered Trisha's. We all came together within minutes of each other and collapsed in a heap of sweaty bodies.
Without being told, Mom continued to lick our genitals, mopping the seeping cum and fuck juices as Dad's organ gradually wilted inside my pussy. As his dick shrank, more and more fuck sauce oozed out to be gathered on Mom's lips and tongue. Trisha was beside herself watching Mom perform this obscene service. When Dad's cock slipped out, and Mom glued her mouth to my hole, going at the rich treasure inside like a starving pervert, Trisha exploded in another climax.
After we recovered, Dad and I snuggled in each other's arms while Trisha put Mom through her paces once more. Mom performed like a trained seal, as Trisha assumed the most provocative and lewd positions her imagination and limber body could manage. Mom put on an impressive demonstration of the cunt-sucker's art.
She tried to make love to a moving target and was mostly successful.
I managed to get Trisha aside for a private chat about the party while Dad got a blow job from his ex-wife. We went to the kitchen. I told her all about our plans and assured her that there would be no prudes at that gathering. She resisted the idea, at first, but the more she thought about it, the more she came to like the idea, and the more ideas she came up with for enhancing her performance. In the end, she agreed. I asked her how Dad might feel about screwing me in that crowd. She said he probably would once he got turned on, and her act would definitely turn him on. She told me to count on a fatherly fucking. I dropped to my knees and thanked her properly. Mom and I departed very satisfied and sticky.
On Thursday, Mom and I rested all day and all night. My rest was interrupted three times by Billie and Stevie. Mom's rest got disturbed by her daddy's cock when he stopped by to tell us how things were with Grandma. He told us that she was getting mentally ready to drop her facade, but cautioned me to start slowly and take charge as I had with him. We agreed to spend the next day with them until it was time for my date with Brad.
I skipped school on Friday. Mom and I ate breakfast together. She looked pensive. I said, "What's wrong, Mom?"
"Oh, nothing. I was just thinking about my mother. I just realized that I never really knew her. What I saw was all a lie. She wanted me to get screwed at fourteen. She put Daddy up to all those pictures. She knew what we were doing in that studio out back. She knew what those men were doing to me, and she got off on it. I find that so hard to accept."
"We all put on faces, Mom. You did with me and Dad."
"That's true, but nothing like Mom did with me. She really had me fooled. She had everybody fooled."
"Yeah, but won't it be good to put that lie to rest, clear the air between you."
"Yes, I suppose, but I feel like I am meeting her for the first time. Suppose I don't like the real her? I might hate my real mother. That is so sad to think about."
"I don't think you'll hate her. I don't think she is all that different than she is now. Her true self is a whole bunch of good and a smidgen of bad. You, of all people, should relate to that."
"What do you mean?"
"You should know how sexual compulsions can drive you to do things against your ordinary nature. Is what your mom did any worse than pimping your fifteen-year-old daughter to your best friend just so she'll let you watch people fucking?"
"I never thought about it that way, but you're right."
"I am, and you are still the same you, only there's another facet to your personality, now. What's more, I like that nasty facet. I think you will like your mom's nasty facet, too. You'll just have more mom to love, that's all."
Mom got out of her seat and embraced me with tears in her eyes. She said, "Oh, baby, you are so smart. You know just what to say. You are so perceptive. You see things so clearly for one so young. Sometimes, I feel like the daughter and you feel like my mother. God, I love you so much. I adore you." She began planting tender kisses all over my neck and face. My heart swelled. I basked in her love. The kisses converged on my lips and we kissed, not like mothers and daughters kiss, but as lovers kiss. Our tongues teased each other, dancing at our lips. Her tongue wanted in my mouth. I opened for it. We had never kissed this way. The kiss was more than sexual; it was love, passionate love. I reciprocated, moving my tongue in her mouth. Our kiss was a passionate bonding. We eagerly crossed the line and became lovers with that kiss.
Mom straddled my legs and sat on my thighs, her robe falling open. I cupped her sex and fingered her pussy. She was sopping wet and grinding her hot cunt on my hand as her hands stroked my face. Between kisses, we both expressed our love for each other. I wanted to love her properly, naked, in her bed, and give her what she craved, a good cunt loving. During a break in our kissing, I purred,
"Mom, let's go to your bed. I want to make love."
She pulled back, her eyes wide and smiling. She got up and took my hand. Together we crossed the threshold to her bedroom. Together we dropped our garments, and together we melted into each other's arms, then fell onto the bed.
We rolled together, kissed, felt each other's bodies with groping, penetrating fingers. We mashed our warm flesh together, rolling and rolling from one side to the other. When we arrived at the center with me on top, I stopped us and got up on my arms. I silenced her with a finger to her lips and said, "Let me love you, Mother. Please, just lie still. I want to love your vagina. I have always wanted to lick your pussy, Mom, more than any other. Relax and let me show you how much I adore you and your magnificent pussy."
Mom was in a delirium of love and passion. Her breathing was labored. Her eyes stared back as through a fog. Slowly, gently, softly, I planted tender kisses down her neck, over her breasts, on her nipples, down her belly, to her upper thighs, from one to the other, getting lower and lower, moving steadily in on her beautiful pussy as her legs moved out further and further.
She had her legs drawn back and knees laid flat. Her head was propped up on two pillows. She keeps a hand mirror on her bedstand. When she reached for the mirror and positioned it at her right inner thigh, I knew why. She watched me planting kisses all around her pussy, teasing kisses. I gradually closed in on my target, keeping my head turned to give her the best view. My lips touched her cunt lip, and she moaned. I kissed her clit, and she gave a lurch and a groan. I kissed up one lip and down the other. She cried, "Oh, yes, darling, I love you so much."
I planted a firm kiss right in the center, mashing our lips together. She swooned. I blew hot breath on her sensitive membranes, then began licking, little snaky licks that grew stronger and stronger. The licks became laps that ran from her asshole to her clit, driving her mad. Her hips rolled and gyrated to a steady barrage of love declarations. I took her clit fully in my mouth and sucked. Her ass came up a foot off the bed and she screamed. I held on tightly, sucking for all I was worth. She heaved, bucked, and screamed her lungs out. I held her in a tight grip, sucking and sucking. Piss shot out of her, surprising me. Piss was everywhere because her piss hole wasn't in my mouth.
I didn't want to let go of my clit-lock in the middle of her orgasm, so the piss got wasted and made a big mess. She didn't seem to mind, and kept pissing and cumming. I didn't care either. It was the longest cum ever. It lasted until the piss stopped flowing, then she collapsed. I took that opportunity to lick her hole and clean the piss from her pussy and thighs.
She was in a stupor. Her body went limp, and she dropped the mirror. I just kept licking and licking, lapping up her copious spend, reaching inside with my fingers and sucking the juices off, reaching for more, swabbing her internal walls. I rubbed my face in her cunt. I could not get enough, and she loved it.
Finally, I crawled up her body and we embraced. We kissed. She licked my face. We kissed some more, then rolled onto our backs laying side by side, catching our breath. She said, "God, that was fantastic."
"I'll say. You sure have a tasty pussy, Mom."
"Thank you. So do you."
"This doesn't change anything, you know. I'm still going to treat you the same way when we are around other people."
"I know, sweetheart. I want it that way. I want this, too."
"So do I. This was great. I want people to see us making out, too, but I want to be the aggressor, and you will do most of the cunt lapping."
"That will be fine. I want it that way, in fact. You don't even have to do me."
"I want to, but it will just be to tease you. I won't let you cum, and you better never piss on me."
"I won't, I promise. I didn't mean to this time. I just lost it."
"Oh, I want you to do it when we are alone. I want to drink your piss. Piss in my face; I don't care. I just don't want anybody to see you doing that to me.
You're the piss freak, not me, okay?"
"Yes, of course ... You really didn't mind?"
"No, I loved it. We'll do each other from now on, at least when no one's around. Come on, Grandpa and Grandma are expecting us. It's show time. I'm taking you to be mated to their dog. Aren't you excited?"
"Yes, but I'm a little nervous. God, he's so big."
"Yeah, I hope you can handle him."
"I think I can. I put big things in my pussy all the time. I can take a giant cucumber all the way. It hurts like hell, but I love that stuffed-to-the-gills feeling. Bruno can't be that big."
"He'll be close. Don't forget, dogs swell up inside you."
"I know. Isn't that wicked? We could be stuck together like a couple of real dogs. I know they say it can't happen to humans, but it did, and I saw it. It happened to a girl in my PE class when I was in the seventh grade."
"Really! Tell me about it. We're not in that big a hurry."
"All right. Most of us didn't wear panties under our gym shorts, so they wouldn't get all sweaty. One day, this big mutt came bounding out on the soccer field and began nosing all the girls' crotches. Girls were screaming and running around, laughing, and getting silly. Well, he caught this one girl around the waist and she fell on all fours. He was on her and in her in no time. He was fucking her through the leg hole of her shorts."
"With everyone watching?"
"Hell, yes, all the girls, the female coach, even some guys who were practicing track. We all gathered around in a big circle and just watched that girl get raped by a dog."
"Nobody tried to stop it?"
"No, not even the coach. She was busy keeping everyone back; and, in effect, kept anyone from interfering. She didn't want it stopped, if you ask me. I don't think anybody did. It was so neat to watch, so erotic, so vulgar. That horny mutt was fucking the shit out of her. She was crying and trying to crawl away, but he just hung on, humping her like mad until she stopped trying to get away and surrendered. We watched a dog rape a girl, and there wasn't a damned thing she could do to stop him, or get away from him once he became locked in her cunt."
"Oh, man, that's fantastic. I love it."
"The best part was after he came. He threw one leg over her ass and got hung-up, butt to butt with her, just like dogs do. What was really neat was that we could then see his cock and her pussy where his cock moved the leg opening of her loose shorts clear. We couldn't see very well, so this track guy went up and ripped her shorts at the crotch. He ripped them right through, then shoved her shorts up her torso, taking the blouse and all, stuffing what little clothing she had on in her arm pits. He then turned around, straddled her back in reverse and pulled her ass cheeks apart for us. We saw everything then.
"We all took turns looking at her pussy stretched thin around this huge mass of swollen dog cock stuck inside. The poor girl buried her head in her arms and had to put up with the verbal abuse. They were stuck like that for a good ten or fifteen minutes. Even after he pulled out and stepped away, she remained on her knees with her head and shoulders on the grass, obscenely showing her gaping pussy and naked tits. You would not believe the things we said about her, while she sobbed in absolute shame."
"Yeah, like what did you guys say?"
"Like, 'Look at her pussy sucking on his cock.' or 'I'll bet she's in heat. Look how red and puffy her pussy lips are.' or 'Look how wet she is. Her nipples are hard as rocks. I'll bet she had an orgasm.' 'What a horny little bitch.' And I remember saying, 'Hey, Cathy, can I have one of your puppies?' Everybody laughed at that."
"Mom, that's priceless. You surprise me. What happened after that?"
"That was great, too. There were maybe forty people there, mostly young girls. While the dog was still joined to her, close to the end, the coach goes, 'Okay, everybody. You all had your fun.' As if she didn't. 'It happened. We couldn't stop it. It's done. Now, I'm sure Cathy doesn't want this getting around. Am I right, Cathy?' She nods, still sobbing softly. 'If we report this, it will get all over. You realize that, right, Cathy?'
"She nods, but she stopped sobbing. 'If we don't report this incident, however, it may happen again. The dog knows where he can find an easy mate. I know it's not your fault, Cathy, but I'm sure he sees you that way. You understand that, don't you?' She nods, but we could tell she was suspicious. Coach Andrews was a notorious dyke, and scandal seemed to find her. The coach said, 'What I propose is this: We all keep quiet about what happened to Cathy today. This will be our little secret. Will everyone swear to that?'
"We all swore with big smiles on our faces. 'Okay, everybody swears to keep this a secret, Cathy. What's done is done. No one will ever tease you about it. Isn't that right, girls?' We all agreed. She goes on, 'Now, in return, you have to lure that dog away from the other girls if he ever comes back. Will you agree to do that?' She looks up with this questioning look like she can't believe what the coach is suggesting.
"One of the girls said, 'I think she should get naked and get on all fours as soon as the dog shows up.' Cathy looked around in horror as we all seconded that idea. She couldn't believe we would make her do that. All she saw were lust-filled eyes showing no mercy. The coach said, 'Cathy, did you hear that?'
"She goes, 'Yes, but why? I can't. That's awful.' The coach says, 'Well, it's either that, or this gets all over school, all over town, to your parents, to your church. It's up to you, dear. We'll keep it all hush-hush if you cooperate.
And we can huddle around you like this so no one else can see. Well, Cathy?'
"Cathy started sobbing again, but slowly nodded her head when she realized she had no choice. No one would help her, and she knew that."
"Mom, tell me it happened again."
"It did, every school day for three weeks. It was fantastic. Poor Cathy had to strip naked and let the dog screw her while we all gathered around, cheering the dog on. We were awful, Judy. When the dog showed up, a group of us gathered in a circle around Cathy while other girls went to fetch the dog. The track guys saw this and joined the circle. Two of the coach's lesbian teacher friends were also there, waiting to see if the dog showed up. The soccer field was like a side-show carnival."
"You mean you guys wanted to do this out in the open?"
"Sure, why not? No one could see inside the circle unless they were part of the circle. Besides, there was nothing unusual about a big circle of people on a soccer field. We often gathered in a big circle for instruction. The field was perfect, and being outdoors added to the thrill."
"Did she strip and get on her hands and knees?"
"No, we had to strip her and hold her down. We had to force her the next three times as well. It wasn't until the following week that she saw the futility of fighting, stripped, then got into position. That was a sight to see, Judy."
"I'll bet she was liking it by then. Is that why she stripped?"
"Who knows. She never let on how she felt about it. She just looked resigned, trapped, helpless, and friendless. She didn't look like she cared anymore. We were all surprised that she even returned to school after that first time. We thought she'd run away or kill herself. She returned everyday, and got raped everyday. For years her motives were a mystery to me, but Susan helped me understand, and I now think I know what was going on in Cathy's head."
"Please, do tell."
"No girl ever suffered shame, degradation, and humiliation as deeply as Cathy Sawyer did. She had it all. She was a sexy beauty with rich parents, the best clothes, the brightest future, and like most girls in her position, stuck up. To see Cathy raped by a dog was the ultimate for the rest of us. I'm not sure if they would have saved me if I'd been the victim, but the thought never crossed anyone's mind when the dog focused on Cathy.
She was blameless in this assault. She wasn't part of the group that teased the dog and got him all worked up. She didn't even see him coming. A group of us girls blocked her path, allowing him to jump on her back, then another girl tripped Cathy, allowing him to mount her. His dick found the mark on its own, but someone would have guided him had it not. To hear us teasing Cathy afterward, you would think she lured the dog to her and presented her pussy for fucking. As for our word to keep the secret, that didn't last five minutes off the field. The halls were a-buzz with the shocking news by the next bell."
"Did you keep the secret?"
"Hell no. I told everyone I encountered. I even told my dad."
"I don't get it. Why did she return if you guys never kept your word. Didn't she realize that her parents would eventually find out?"
"That's the part that always puzzled me. That's what I now understand."
"What? What do you understand?"
"The attraction of deep shame and humiliation. I learned some of those lessons under my father, but Susan is a master. I felt as much shame having to strip and masturbate in front of her boys as Cathy felt on that soccer field. I kept coming back for the same reasons Cathy did. I'm sure of it, now. I'm doubly sure when I think about that second week, when things got really nasty, and everybody knew Cathy was screwing a dog during PE. Hell, we'd taken pictures, and those pictures were everywhere. Cathy walked down the halls to a chorus of barking students, but she still suited-up for PE."
"She was into the humiliation."
"Exactly. To look at her, though, you'd think she were dying of shame. I look the same way, even now; but inside, I'm crying out with joy, wanting more."
"I thought so. You said it got nastier in that second week. How was that possible? Did you bring in two dogs?"
"That would not have been nastier, only more of the same. No, we wanted quality, not quantity. The doggie fuck, after just one week, wasn't enough for us. We wanted more. We demanded she engage in foreplay. The dog was, after all, her lover. Stripping wasn't enough. She had to do a sexy strip tease and dance lewdly for her lover."
"I love it."
"Yeah, but that's not all. We made her present her pussy to him while others held the dog. She had to walk up to his muzzle with her knees bowed out to receive a thorough crotch licking. After that, we held the dog up by his front paws so she could suck his cock. She got down on her knees and sucked him off till he came. To get him ready again, we made her lie on the ground with her legs wide apart and masturbate. She fucked him on her back while raising her loins to his cock. They fucked missionary style. That's the only way to fuck a dog for an audience, Judy."
"You were right. It got nastier."
"Every day was nastier and more vulgar than the day before. Keep in mind, this went on for two more weeks. On the last day, she hardly needed any prompting, and the crowd had swelled to over one hundred."
"Oh, that's fantastic! Why did it stop?"
"When it finally got to her parents, all hell broke loose. Everybody in town was talking about Cathy and her doggie lover. She couldn't walk the streets, shop, or go to church without hearing bark imitations. The coach and three other teachers got fired. Cathy was taken out of school. Their family moved away, giving up a prosperous business. It was pretty bad. You know, I'll bet that's when Mom developed her fetish about girls and dogs. Dad pried every detail out of me. Now I know he fed them to Mom."
"Yeah, that makes sense. Wow, I can't wait to see you and Bruno together."
"Me neither. You have no idea how often I fantasized it was me the dog first mounted instead of Cindy. Dad would not have moved away; he would have kept me in school and made me wear a dog collar. He told me so, and he was dead serious. Can you imagine? I get delicious chills just thinking about it."
"I know. I get chills just knowing that Brad is telling everyone that he's fucking me. Imagine what he'll be spreading after our date tonight."
"I'll go along with whatever you can live with. I'll bet you I've kicked myself a thousand times for breaking off with Dad just as he was about to make bestial enslavement a reality. After your father and I split up, Dad bought Bruno and a dog collar for me. I panicked. Dad would make me wear the collar always, and the tag says, 'Bruno's Bitch.' Could you live with that? Because I think I'm ready to wear that collar."
"I can live with anything, Mom, so long as I look cool and in charge."
"In that case, let's pull out all the stops. Let's give Brad the old submissive, pussy-whipped mom routine. Remember, you have something terrible on me, like fucking a dog perhaps."
"Maybe I'll have pictures to show him by tonight."
"Are you sure it wouldn't bother you if everyone in your school knew your mother fucks dogs?"
"Hell no! I'd love it. It's you they'd look cross-eyed at, not me. They'd think I had it made. What kid wouldn't want something like that to hold over her mother to keep her in line and always get her way. I'll be a hero; are you kidding?"
Mom rolled toward me and stroked my face, saying, "Sweetheart, if dragging me through mud will make you a hero, drag away. You can't make it muddy enough for me now. You'll see. You aren't my whore; I'm your whore." We kissed to seal that deal.
* * *
On the way to Grandma's house, we formulated a rough plan. We both wore matching mini skirts and tube tops without underwear. Mom suggested that I get Grandma alone and warm her up. Grandma still treats me like a little child, and I am in the habit of assuming a childish demeanor with her, complete with baby talk, which in the past drove Mom up a wall.
Mom wanted some time alone with Grandpa and Bruno to check out Bruno's animal endowment and work out the details of how their copulation could be accomplished. With a dog of his size, Mom didn't think the standard doggie position would be the best to show the cock to cunt connection unless Grandma was under her. Mom was sure that wasn't likely to happen and wanted to talk Grandpa into doing it in a position where she could control the penetration. As it turned out, they knew exactly how they wanted it done and had all the equipment necessary, ready and waiting.
When we entered their house, I ran into the living room and jumped on Grandma's lap. She said, "Oh, my, we are getting to be a big girl, aren't we, Kitten?"
Mom came over and gave Grandma a kiss, saying, "Dad and I are going to go out back. He wants to show me something." She looked to me and said, "Now, don't you go climbing all over Grandma. You're not a child anymore."
I had sprawled out on her lap with my head hanging back over the padded arm rest, looking up Mom's short skirt. I said, "Hey, Grandma! Mom's not wearing any panties. I can see her naked pussy. Boy, Mom, you better not bend over in front of Bruno or he'll want to lick it. If he licks it; he'll want to fuck it; if he wants to fuck it, you won't have much choice, will she Grandma?"
Both Mom and Grandma were red as beets. Grandma couldn't even reply. She was either too embarrassed, or too aroused. Mom quickly said, "God, this child has developed such a pottie mouth. You never know what she'll pop out with. I'll leave you to handle her." With that, Mom made a hasty egress.
I looked up to Grandma, smiling my mischievous smile. She smiled back and said, "That was so nasty, Kitten. What on earth gave you such an idea, and where did you learn such words, certainly not here!"
"Mommy taught me."
"Oh, she did, did she? I see you have matching outfits. Did she also teach you not to wear your panties under a short skirt."
"Uh huh! Want to see?" Before she could respond, I lifted my ass and pulled my skirt up past my waist, settling with my legs wide. Grandma's eyes grew big as she absorbed the sight of my hairless pussy. I moved my right hand down and stroked a finger through my pussy lips saying, "My pussy is sore, Grandma."
"Yes, it looks red and swollen. What happened to your little pussy, Kitten?"
"Mommy likes to watch grownups put their peters in my pussy. She likes it when they fuck my little pussy until all the white stuff fills it up."
Grandma sucked in a deep breath, then said, "She does, does she? Well, I'm sure Mommy knows what's best for you, but it's a shame you have to go around with a sore wee wee all the time."
"And my boobies are sore too." I lifted my top free of my tits and massaged them under her close scrutiny.
She touched them, saying, "You do have lovely boobies, sweetheart. I can see why the men like to squeeze them. I'll bet they suck on these cute little nipples and nibble on them, don't they?"
"Yeah, and bite them, too."
"I wouldn't mind biting them myself."
"Go ahead if you want to. I'm used to it."
Grandma giggled like a naughty little girl, then dipped her head as I lifted my left tit to her mouth. She sucked and slobbered all over my tit, then sucked and nipped the tips. She went from one to the other, sucking, licking, and lightly biting my nipples as I rolled from side to side to assist, giggling and squirming to heighten her enjoyment. After a few minutes of this warm-up, she sat back, smiling and flushed. Her eyes and one hand focused on my twat. She said, while slipping a finger up my hole, "So, how many men have you taken in your tiny little pussy hole, precious?"
"Lots. Mom says it's called fucking. She says I can't use that word except when she's with me and there's a man around. I figured that since Grandpa is here it was okay. Was I bad, Grandma?"
"No, not at all. Grandma likes to hear you use all the grownup dirty words. You use them all you want when you visit us, okay? Now, who have you been fucking that I would know?"
"Daddy fucked my pussy yesterday, and Grandpa fucked my pussy the night before that."
"So Grandpa had his cock in here too, huh?"
"Yeah, he fucks me real good. Tonight, I get to fuck my boyfriend, Brad. You met Brad."
"Yes, he's a fine boy. That will be fun, won't it?"
"Yeah, I like fucking a lot, even if it makes my pussy sore."
"Mommy knows that, that's why she lets you."
"Yeah, and the best part is, she kisses all my boo boos, even that one. Boy, she kisses my pussy boo boo a lot. She says it's a mommy's job to kiss their little girls' pussies when they get sore. She says it's the law, and when they grow up, they have to return the favor to their mothers. Does Mommy kiss your pussy now, Grandma?"
"You know, come to think of it, she never has. I didn't know about that law, but I used to kiss hers when she was little, just because I wanted to be a good mommy."
"You should make her kiss it now. She kisses pussies real good. If you tell her you used to kiss hers, she'll want to kiss yours. She knows the law and doesn't want to go to jail."
"Well, Grandma certainly doesn't want her little Bonnie to go to jail. We'll just have to correct that, now, won't we? Sweetheart, since Mommy is busy, would you like me to kiss your pussy and make it all better?"
I swiveled around with my feet straddling her head and said, "Yeah, would you, please?"
She took me by the hips and brought my loins to her lips. I laid my legs out in my inverted pose and watched Grandma feast on my snatch. She got right down to business and used her tongue deep in my hole, licking, sucking, slurping, and lapping my cunt all over.
I said, "Wow, that's how Mom kisses my pussy, too, especially after a man fucks it." This drove her wild, and she had me humping her face and screaming in no time. I was having my climax when Grandpa entered, leading my naked mother on a leash. She wore a wide jeweled dog collar and her hands were tied behind her back.
Grandma froze on seeing them. I got back in her lap and snuggled into her arms, lying back against her pillowy breasts. Grandpa led Mom to the center of the living room, facing us, and told her to heel. She got down on her knees and sat back on her heels with her head bowed.
He said, "Honey, this stupid bitch came over here without panties on and now Bruno is having fits. He saw her cunt, now he has to have it. I told her it's her own damned fault. I'm going to get things ready. Keep an eye on her."
I could feel Grandma's heart pounding. Her breathing was shallow and rapid as we studied Mom's sorrowful, penitent expression, resigned to her fate. I said, "Grandma, is Bruno going to fuck my mommy's pussy."
In a voice dripping with lust, she said, "Yes, dear, there's no other alternative. It would be cruel to leave that poor animal to suffer, don't you think?"
"Yeah, besides, it's her own fault. I even warned her; you heard me tell her."
"That's right, you did. Now she's going to get what she deserves, isn't she?"
"Yeah, and we get to watch him fuck her in the pussy, don't we?"
"Yes, that will add to her humiliation and help drive home the lesson not to shake her naked pussy in a horny male dog's face unless she is prepared to mate with him. It is our duty to watch."
"That's right, and afterwards, she has to kiss your pussy because you used to kiss hers when she was little. That's the law. She told me so herself. Isn't that the law, Mommy?"
Mom looked up with a puzzled expression, but immediately caught on and nodded. She returned her bowed head and waited. Grandpa dragged a heavy platform to the space between us and Mom. The main part looked like one of those things that shoe salesmen sit on to help you try on shoes. The ramp-stool was mounted on a heavy wooden platform and Grandpa was fixing a two-by-four under the top of the ramp part so that it extended out three feet on both sides. The board had straps along its length at one foot intervals. There was a shelf mounted two feet above the end where I assumed Mom's head would be. That end had a padded head rest and had straps dangling from head rest.
Grandpa had Mom recline back on the device and first secured her head in the headrest. Grandpa brought her arms back and secured her wrists at the base behind her head, stretching her breasts up. Her ass rested on the upper slope of the incline, which made her arch back, drawing her belly tight. He then took her right leg and laid it along the two-by-four, securing the ankle strap. He did the same to the left leg, placing her in the splits.
Mom's nervous breathing swelled her tits with each breath. Her pussy was gaping wide open and totally vulnerable, a large, pink oval target for Bruno's cock. He secured her knee straps, then brought the wide inner thigh straps up at an angle leaning in toward her cunt. When he cinched them tight, he stretched Mom's pussy open even wider, pulling her ass firmly to the ramp. Mom could not move even a fraction of an inch.
Bruno pawed the back door while Grandpa stood back and studied his work. He then shucked off his pants. He fisted his hard cock with a lecherous grin. I said, "Grandma, is Grandpa going to fuck Mommy, too?" "It certainly appears that way, doesn't it?" Grandpa knelt between her legs and poised his cock at her hole. Me and Grandma got up and stood on both sides to watch. He slid right in to the balls and started fucking her hard. Mom groaned, moaned, and swooned, but couldn't move a muscle. It was the sexiest sight I ever saw. Grandpa invented a rape aid. I couldn't wait to try it.
I knew right away that the device was a must for the party. After Mom got gang banged in it, then I'd lead Bruno out. Even her head, tilted back slightly and strapped in place over her forehead, was perfect for us females to rub our cunts on. The device could not have been better designed. Grandpa thought of everything, he even had a mirror that tilted down from under the shelf so she could see her own pussy and what was happening to it. By kneeling astride the ramp with his knees on the platform, he easily entered her, but I assumed Bruno would stand on the floor with his front paws on the shelf.
After Grandpa came in her, he took a squeeze bottle and squirted a liberal dose of an oily substance right up her cunt, then worked the oil all over her spread beaver. Grandma explained that the oil was cod liver oil tainted with bitch heat scent.
He next brought out a large dildo, the biggest I ever saw. It was as thick as my wrist and eighteen inches long. The last six inches had a large buildup of electrical tape wound over foam padding, making a ball that could not enter any pussy. He handed it to me, saying, "Before we let Bruno at her, we need to make sure her pussy can handle his size. Would you like to use this on your mother, Kitten?"
"Yeah, can I?" He handed the huge dong to me and I approached the target.
Without acknowledging her, I shoved it hard up her cunt till she had half inside. Mom grunted and groaned as I forced the rest in. She wasn't kidding, she could take big things up her pussy. She took that dildo to the big ball after only a few minutes. She obviously loved the giant cock, and I hammered her cunt with it. If Bruno was actually that big, which I doubted, she could handle him.
Grandpa looked up to Grandma and said, "Honey, let Bruno at his bitch. Kitten, you'd better stand clear."
While Grandpa readied his several cameras, Grandma went to the door. Bruno bounded into the room, obviously excited. He sees Mom all laid out and makes a beeline for her pussy. He takes one sniff, then laps her whole beaver. Mom shrieks, "Oh, Lord, Yes! Oh, fuck, that feels good!"
Grandma was busy jacking his sheath. His bright pink cock slithered out. I was on my hands and knees on his opposite side, watching that pointy slab emerge, inch by inch, under her pumping fist. It looked so damned good, clean, sexy, and so close, so big, almost as big around as the dildo. I couldn't resist. I leaned in and sucked three inches of his cock into my mouth.
Grandma practically screamed, "Yes! Oh yes, Kitten, suck on it! Help me make it good and hard so he can fuck your mommy way up inside her pussy. If you suck real hard, he'll get extra big. Maybe his cock can get up there where the babies are made. Maybe you can make it so Mommy has Bruno's puppies. Would you like Mommy to get pregnant with a litter of puppies?"
I bobbed my head up and down on four inches of his emerging shaft while sucking as hard as I could. She cried, "Yes, baby, suck his cock hard and fast! See, it's growing and growing. Oh, Kitten, if you keep sucking, she'll get pregnant for sure. Yes, I can see you want those puppies. Mommy won't like giving birth to a litter of pups, but that's too bad, huh, precious? She should have thought about that before she came strutting her naked pussy around my horny dog. You warned her, too. Now you're going to teach her a good lesson."
About eight inches of cock was out of the sheath and Bruno began humping, driving his cock hard against the back of my throat, making me gag. Grandma said, "I think you'd better stop before he fucks your throat and wastes all that puppy juice."
I eased off with a sucking slurp and climbed out from under him. Bruno jumped up and stomped on Mom's chest, knocking the air out of her. Grandpa placed each front paw on the shelf and Bruno danced his hind legs up close as Grandma guided his cock to Mom's waiting hole. As soon as he felt the contact, he lunged, and lunged again. After that, he was off to the races, and Mom was wailing like a banshee. We watched the unobstructed view of his mighty cock taking full possession of Mom's receptive cunt. We could see his dog cock distending her lower belly as it moved and swelled inside her. She cried out, "Oh, Yes. He's swelling up! Oh, Fuck yes! Oh, God, I'm stuffed."
Indeed, she was. We could see her blow up just above her pubic bone. His cock knot puffed-up her belly. We all felt Mom's belly, tight as a drum. It looked like she had a small football up her twat. They were locked together, I don't care what anybody says. There was no way that cock could come out until that thing went down.
Mom was delirious with her arousal. She kept a steady wail of, "Fuck your bitch, Bruno, darling. Fuck your whore. Fuck my cunt. Fuck me, doggie. I'm your bitch! Fuck me! Fuck me!"
Grandma was frigging her own cunt like a mad woman, and Grandpa was clicking away with his cameras, poking those lenses in from every angle, standing back to get the complete picture, showing who she was. When Bruno came, she blasted off with him. Grandpa got a great shot of that.
Afterward, they were both panting, and locked up.
Mom was right. She was Bruno's bitch. We could all see that. She was hooked. It was a done deal. We may just as well have had a wedding ceremony to make it official. This notion inspired me to walk over and kneel by her head. I said, "Mom, I think Bruno wants to marry you. I think he wants you for his permanent bitch so that he can fuck you anytime he feels like it. I think you want to be his bitch, don't you?"
"Yes! Yes, more than anything."
Grandma picked up on this right away. Excitedly, she came forward and said,
"You'll have to move back home. You can't take him away. You'll sleep with him and remain naked and ready to receive him, always. You'll wear his collar always as well."
Mom suddenly realized that we were dead serious. She looked from my face to her mother's and back several times. She then looked into the mirror at the sight of her pussy, stretched tightly around Bruno's big cock, looking as though it were trying to suck it in deeper. She turned her eyes to me and said, "Will you move here with me?"
"No, I'll go live with Dad and Trisha. I'll visit you often, though. We'll see each other quite a bit. We will be posing for Grandpa, remember? Mom, this is what I want. I want you to marry Bruno, and I want you to remain faithful to him. I think you should, to make up for not staying faithful to Daddy. I'm going to tell Daddy how you cheated him out of alimony, so all of his money, even child support, will be cut off."
"Oh, honey, no! He cheated on me, too."
"Yes, but he cheated with your best friend. You should have granted him that right."
"He cheated with Trisha, too. They were dating before he did it with Susan. You knew all about it."
"Yes, and I fully supported them. You should have recognized Trisha as the better sexual match for him and relinquished your marital rights unconditionally. I don't call what they did cheating. You were the cheater."
"I was being blackmailed into it."
"So? I don't care if you were raped. I'm sorry, but that's the way I see it. It's only fair. You won't need anything, anyway. Grandma and Grandpa will take care of your needs as they do Bruno's. Isn't the right, Grandma?"
"Yes, absolutely. In fact, we want her that way, totally dependent on us, just as Bruno is. And we'll see that she remains faithful to Bruno, won't we dear?"
"Yeah, sure. As long as Kitten puts out, who needs to fuck the dog's bitch."
Mom said, "But ..."
"No buts, Mom. I've made up my mind. I am now pronouncing you dog and wife, or dog and bitch, whatever. I'll sell all of your things, and Daddy will sell the house and car. I'll see that he sets aside what he feels is your just share. Since you will probably survive Bruno, it will be there for you at that time. You can forget about the party, too. It wouldn't be proper now that you are married. I'll have pictures to show everyone. It will be almost as good. You are going to stay here from now on. You are going to remain with your mate as a good wife and bitch should.
"Grandpa, we need pictures of Mom sucking our cunts and drinking our piss. Would you load the cameras, please? Grandma, do you want to go first?"
Grandma hiked her skirt and straddled Mom's head, saying, "You're damn right I want to go first." She yawned her fleshy sex lips over Mom's face and began rocking her cunt over her face. Piss seeped steadily from the sides, running down Mom's hair to puddle on the tile floor. Mom slurped and sucked, but missed most of it. Grandma was head level with Bruno and ruffled his coat, saying, "Bruno, you are a lucky dog to get such a fine and faithful bitch as my Bonnie.
You'll be an indoor dog, now. Her old room is now your bedroom. You two make such a lovely couple, especially when you are coupled. Momma's going to see to it that you stay coupled as often as possible."
I said, "I'll leave you love birds alone. I have a hot date. We'll be stopping by later. We can take my shots at that time. Take good care of my puppies, Mom.
I get the pick of the litter." I grabbed her purse and car keys, then sauntered out to start a new life and a new adventure.
When I paused at the door and looked back, Mom was still locked up and straining her tongue out to reach Grandma's teasing pussy, held just beyond reach, shooting an amber stream in her face. Mom never looked happier. I smiled and left, whistling, and tossing the keys in the air, thinking, "Life doesn't get any better than this." If Bruno could whistle and toss keys, I'm sure he'd be whistling, tossing, and thinking the same thing.
The End
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