Carol was pleased by the attitude her son and daughter showed. For the rest of the afternoon, she watched them play with each other, becoming accustomed to this quick, overnight change in their young lives.
By mid-afternoon, Karen had gotten up the nerve to kiss her brother's cock, giggling as if she was being a naughty little girl. She enjoyed kissing his cock, but she was still hesitant about taking his prick into her mouth. But
Carol could see in those hot young eyes that Karen was giving some serious thought to doing so.
She watched them run about the house naked, enjoying the flash of her daughter's creamy, saucy ass, the way her son's cock dangled and wiggled, his balls delicious looking. Carol kept her skirt on, but nothing else. She loved the way her son and daughter would come to her, lean down and suck and nibble at her pointed tits, or shove a hand under her skirt to feel her cunt. She loved the freedom of being able to reach out and caress Jimmy's cock and balls or run her hand over his ass, of being able to touch her daughter's cunt or small tits. It was like a dream she had been having for years, a dream that had suddenly become real.
Then, about six that evening, the phone rang.
Karen answered it, then called her mother to the phone.
"Hello?" Carol said.
"Hi, baby," came the voice of Mike. "Thought we could get it on tonight."
Carol's first instinct was to hang up on him. She still felt the humiliation of being called those names by him, by his attitude, thinking she was some cheap tramp. But at the sound of his voice, her cunt started throbbing.
"I…I'm busy tonight," she said. "There's things I have to do."
"Well, I've got this hard cock here, baby,"
he said, sneering into the phone. "If you don't want it, then maybe you could put your daughter back on-I bet she'd like this hardon.
Carol gasped. "You don't know my daughter," she said.
"I've seen her," Mike replied. "Cute kid, nice tight-looking ass on her. I wouldn't mind having a piece of it, you know. Call her to the phone."
"No," Carol said firmly.
"Listen, cunt," his voice turned mean. "If you don't come out and play, then I'll get that daughter of yours. You wouldn't like it if me and my friends sort of had a little fun with her pretty ass, would you?"
Carol knew he was mean enough to try and do what he was threatening. She couldn't place Karen in such a position. "All right," she said, defeated. "Where am I supposed to meet you, Mike?"
"I thought you'd see it my way, baby," he laughed nastily into the phone. "Why not behind the gym at school, like before. I'll be there at eight, and you better, too."
The phone was banged down in her ear.
Carol stood there for a long time. She didn't want to meet him anymore, not now that she had Jimmy. But she didn't seem to have any choice. She was not about to let that bastard get his hands on Karen.
Telling them she had to go out for a while, she bathed and tried to think of some way to
keep Mike away from her. She knew he had some rough friends, and she didn't doubt for a minute that his threats to fuck Karen were real.
By eight that night, she was sitting in her car behind the gym of the high school. She was early, and already had smoked three cigarettes in her nervousness. The darkness was growing denser and there didn't seem to be a moon this night. Carol didn't like that. She had a few things she wanted to say to Mike, attempt to make him leave her alone, and she wanted, it light enough so she could watch him. She didn't trust him at all, not now that he was becoming mean.
She heard, rather than saw, the car. Then it was beside hers. It was an old car, dented and rusted. She recognized it as Mike's. She tossed her fourth cigarette out the window and waited, her heart pounding. She still had not thought of some way to make him leave her alone, and, most importantly, leave her daughter alone.
The dark was thick now, and she could barely see him as he opened the door of her car and scooted in next to her. Immediately he flung his arm over her shoulder and cupped her tit, squeezing brutally. He cupped her chin and turned her mouth to his, crushing her lips. His tongue went deep into her mouth, and she had no choice but to sit there and take it.
"You're being a nice cunt, Carol," he rasped, digging his finger into her tit, making a
sharp pain rip through her. "Keep on being a nice cunt and I won't touch that precious little cunt daughter of yours."
With a sudden jerk, he ripped her blouse open, exposing her tits in the darkness. His hand shot up her skirt and tore at her panties.
"Please, Mike," she begged. "Don't be so rough. What's changed you, Mike?"
"I haven't changed, Carol," he growled as her panties were torn from her. "I just know how to treat a hot-ass, that's all. You fucking cunts are all alike. You get your fucking kicks by fucking and sucking teenage cock, right, Carol!"
"Why are you treating me this way?" she asked in a quivering voice. "I've always treated you nice, haven't I? Why are you being so mean to me?"
"You cunts like it rough," he snarled. "I know all about you divorced twats! You've been used to getting fucked regularly, then hubby catches you with a man, and takes off. So you have this hot cunt and no place to take it. So, you come to us boys for your fucking! Well, baby, you're going to get some good fucking tonight."
Carol was frightened, but she could do nothing. She sat behind the wheel of her car, frozen as his hands dug into her sensitive tits, pulling brutally at her tender nipples, making her cry in pain. It was not until he had her almost naked that she realized he had not come alone.
"What is this?" she snapped, when she felt the door on her side being opened. "Mike, what are you trying to pull?"
She was pulled from the car by rough hands. Mike scooted across the seat and got out, standing there. Carol could not see the other boy with him, but his fingers dug into the softness of her arm.
"Let's take her into the locker room," Mike said.
Carol, with tears in her eyes, stumbled along, almost dragged between them. They found the door to the locker room and she was pulled inside. The light switch was flipped and the room was flooded with harsh light. The smell of sweat was like acid in her nose. The other boy, she now saw, had been on the basketball court the day before, one of the boys looking up at her with more interest than the others. Carol felt ashamed of herself when she felt her cunt throbbing hotly. Frightened and as angry as she was, her own was still screaming for cock.
Mike sat on a long bench, the boy with him leaning against the metal lockers. They looked at her with hot eyes, seeing her naked tits quiver. Her nipples were rubbery in their hardness, arching out teasingly. Her blouse hung open, the buttons gone. Carol lowered her eyes, feeling ashamed for the first time. She had gotten herself into a bad situation, with no way out… all because of that hunger gnawing at her hairy twit.
"Take off that fucking skirt, Carol," Mike said, dropping his pants. "We want to see that hot-ass you have, and that hairy cunt. Me and my buddy here want some good fucking tonight!"
"You're going to rape me?"
"Are you kidding," Mike asked nastily. "A cunt like you can't be raped. No, we're not going to rape you because you're going to fuck us willingly."
"What makes you so sure?" she said heatedly.
"You daughter." He grinned at her. His pants were at his ankles. His cock swelled out, strong and hard, the head very swollen, dripping in readiness.
"You wouldn't!"
"If you don't believe me, just haul your hot ass out of here, Carol. There's the door."
But she knew he meant it.
Her hands went behind her skirt to the zipper. The other boy, his eyes gleaming, was removing his pants. Carol could not resist peeking at his cock. About the same size as Mike's prick but his balls were larger, although not with as much hair on them. With the anger bubbling in her, Carol felt ashamed that her cunt was snapping and eager to fuck them. She dropped her skirt to the floor, standing there with her blouse on, but flapping open. The triangle of her pussy hair was like a beacon to those young cocks.
"Where do you want me?" Carol asked,
resigned to what was happening.
"Right over the bench, cunt" Mike said, taking her arm and moving her to the long, wooden bench. "Lean over it, bitch!"
Carol was forced to her knees, then she was bending over the bench, the edges cutting into her lower stomach and just beneath her tits. The position was degrading. Her naked ass was exposed and her tits dangled over the other side.
"Which end do you want?" she heard Mike asking the other boy "Back or front?"
At the same time? Carol's mind burned. Are they going to fuck my cunt and mouth at the same time? She hoped against hope they would be gentle with her. She didn't want to be bruised again, mouth or pussy.
"I'll take the front," she heard the boy say, "I ain't had a good blow job for a couple of weeks. You said she sucked a good cock, Mike?"
"The best cock sucker in town," Mike laughed. "She's really wild for a cock in the mouth, just like I told you."
Carol shook with anger. She didn't like the idea of him telling others about them. The town wasn't all that big, and she knew what it would do to her reputation if word got out, Carol never once thought about sitting in the bleachers With her legs parted slightly, never thought what that would do to her reputation. Right now, leaning over the bench, she realized what she had done.
"Okay, you got the backside," the boy said, and then she saw the boy on his knees in front of her. He had his hand gripped tightly about his, cock, and she saw the piss hole was dripping. When he arched his cock toward her face, Carol's lips opened in automatic response to a hard cock. The boy clasped her face with his hands, then fucked his cock into her mouth swiftly. She felt his swollen prickhead against her throat, her lips stretching around the thick hardness. She closed her eyes as unwanted pleasure began to bubble inside her slender body. She moaned as the boy began fucking her mouth, moaned in ecstasy as his prick dripped on her moving tongue. Her hands raised of their own accord, and she grasped his naked ass cheeks, squeezing her fingers into his ass flesh.
"You're right, Mike!" the boy grunted. "She's a hot-ass like you said, and, boy, does she suck my cock! Eat it, you cunt! Eat my fucking cock with your cocksucking mouth, you fucking bitch!"
The boy fucked into Carol's mouth swiftly, probing at her throat. Despite the brutal way he fucked her in the mouth, Carol's cunt was boiling with delight. She sucked hard on his thrusting cock, her tongue licking, gurgles of delight coming from her tight lips. As the boy fucked into her mouth, she felt Mike's hands running about her naked ass, up and down her smooth thighs, between them to dig into her hairy cunt. The deep throbbing heat of her
cunt made her pussy lips twitch about his finger, drawing it into her pussy.
Carol's mind was screaming for him to stick his cock up her cunt, screaming for him to fuck her. She wiggled her naked ass, urging him to fuck her. But Mike, apparently, wanted to feel her hairy cunt for a while. She felt him take her distended clit between a thumb and forefinger, then he pinched it-hard.
Carol screamed around the thick cock, in her mouth, but Mike just pinched her clit harder, laughing as she twisted her naked ass in an effort to get away from his hand.
The boy on his knees in front of her placed both his hands on the back of her bead, and began to fuck hard and deep into her, mouth. The bench was cutting into her flesh, but she had to take it.
"Fucking cunt has a hot mouth!" the boy groaned. "I ain't never fucked such a hot, wet mouth before! Man, I'm going to come a fucking gallon down her cocksucking throat!"
"You do that, buddy," Mike laughed. "If there's anything this cunt likes better than sucking a cock, it's having that cock come in her cocksucking mouth! I mean, buddy, she just drains it right out of you!"
Finally she felt Mike's cock brushing along her thighs. She could feel his prick smear the dripping fuck fluids on the creamy flesh of her thighs, and she wiggled her naked ass. She felt the swollen head of his cock pressing at the hairy, tight lips of her cunt, and Carol arched
her ass back, her pussy desperate to have his prick inside.
When the smooth head of his cock parted her cunt lips, Carol's pussy sucked his cock right in. Mike grunted, "Look at that, would you! This bitch's cunt sucked my cock right in there! Man, talk about a hot cunt, this girl has one!"
Carol shook her naked ass, trying to make Mike fuck her. But he seemed content for the moment to let her cunt draw and flex and nibble at his cock. She could feel him gripping her round hips, could feel his balls against her.
Then he started fucking her.
Carol's ass twitched and turned as his cock fucked in and out hard. She was being slammed between the two boys now, a cock fucking her cunt and a prick fucking her mouth. She no longer felt the anger boiling in her. Feeling hard cocks fucking her drove everything out of her mind except the ecstasy. She whimpered around the cock fucking into her mouth as she sucked in greedy hunger. Her dangling tits jiggled and swung below, and she wished the boy would turn loose of her head and squeeze her tits for her. But he held her, fucking his throbbing, thick cock in and out of her slippery mouth vigorously. His balls banged at her chin, and her nose was smashed as he lunged forward. She was certain she had a nose bleed from the harshness of his lower stomach.
Her cunt was convulsing about Mike's hard cock, squeezing his prick as always. She turned
loose of one ass cheek and ran her hand under the bench, gripping Mike's swinging balls tightly. But she kept her other hand digging into the boy's ass as he relentlessly fucked his cock violently into her mouth.
Humiliated, shamed, used as she was, Carol could not deny the ecstasy that flowed through her. As it always happened, her cunt was exploding around a hard cock, wave after wave of orgasms clutching her body. Her cunt, so greedy, so hungry, refused any signals from her mind. As abused as she was, Carol was soaring with ecstasy.
And then it happened.
Mike had been gripping her ass with his fingers, fucking his cock in and out of her cunt hard and fast. His cock came free of her tight cunt, and, as he rammed back, he missed. Instead of entering her pussy, the swollen head of Mike's cock fucked up Carol's asshole.
Her lips opened around the cock in her mouth as a loud scream erupted from her. Before she could form the words to protest this invasion of her asshole, the boy in front of her face jammed his prick back into her mouth, cutting off her protest.
Carol's asshole stretched around his thick cock as she heard him laugh. It felt as if a pole had been rammed into her ass, and a muffled scream bubbled around the cock stuffed into her mouth. She felt Mike's fingers dig harder into her twirling, writhing ass, holding her firmly, preventing her from getting away from
his powerfully lunging cock. She felt his cock going deep into her asshole, his balls swinging against the puffy, hairy lips of her cunt now. The sharp pain she felt in her asshole suddenly became an erotic sensation of pleasure. Carol was surprised at the depth of that pleasure. This was the first time a cock had ever gone up her ass.
She twisted her naked ass, but no longer in an attempt to jerk free of that assaulting cock. The sensations that ripped through her body were new to her, but so good. Now, Carol twisted her ass in a frantic attempt to fuck back at him. Her movements were restricted somewhat between the two boys, but she managed to arch and squirm.
The cock buried up her ass was throbbing, and she felt each pulsation. She found it exciting to have this cock fucking her asshole as she sucked in a frenzy at the one in her mouth. Her tongue licked furiously now, her throat swallowing as the boy's cock dripped slippery fuck juices into her mouth. Her eyes were closed as shivers ran about her flesh. Her cunt, no longer being fucked, was still in strong convulsions, her clit burning. Her asshole was being stretched more than it had ever been before, and she was almost out of her mind with the delicious sensations.
At this particular moment, Carol would not have minded if the whole basketball team had been lined up, waiting their turn at her slender, beautiful body, their cocks hard and jerking to
get into her cunt, her mouth… her asshole! Carol was so intensely excited, she was unaware of the low, deep growls rippling from her cock-stuffed mouth. The sounds told of her erotic ecstasy, and the motions of her naked, round ass enhanced this knowledge. She clawed at the tight ass cheek of the boy in front of her, her mouth devouring his cock as he fucked her mouth. His tight ass danced around with lewd abandon.
She became greedy for his thick come juice, anticipating the powerful flow, the convulsive squirts.
The boy before her face gave a low grunt, grinding his cock deep, the wiry hairs at the base scratchy against her lips. His balls were tight against her chin, and she felt that thick prick throb. Carol squealed loudly around his cock as her mouth was flooded with the thick sweetness of come juice. Her slender throat worked to swallow, desperate to have his jism in her stomach. Even as the cock filled her mouth, the come juice sliding down her burning throat, Carol's naked ass continued to revolve and shake, fucking Mike's cock with her asshole as much as he was fucking her now.
Mike was fucking brutally into her asshole, snorting from behind and above her. The hairs of his cock tickled the hot cheeks of her smooth, creamy ass, his balls banged erotically upon her twitching cunt lips, smacking at the tip of her distended clint. As the cock between
her lips stopped flowing, she continued to suck and mouth it, whimpering as her ass churned. With a final, strong lunge, Mike drove his cock as deep as he could up her asshole, holding himself there tightly, his cock unleishing a hot, thick flow of come juice. Carol felt jism flooding the tender walls of her ass, and her cunt went wild with another orgasm that seemed to explode from unknown depths of her body.
Carol was vaguely aware when Mike pulled his cock out of her burning asshole. She was slumped over the bench, her skirt around her waist, ass exposed. Her tits dangled, as her head did, her rich, thick hair sweeping the floor. She panted and gasped heavily, the ecstasy making her weak. Her muscles felt like liquid, refusing to work.
When she finally found the strength to move, she found she was alone in the locker room. Again the acrid odor of male sweat and dirty jocks assaulted her. She looked around, almost dazed.
"I've been raped," she whispered aloud. "Raped!"
But Carol knew she had loved it. She had not been injured, her body not bruised. She didn't count the furious mouth-fuck and accidental ass-fuck. Her lips were slightly tender, but not painful. There was a throbbing sensation in and around her tight asshole, but it was a feeling she liked. Getting to her feet, she gingerly rubbed at her asshole with the tip of
one finger.
It wasn't bad, she decided, not bad at all. With just a bit more fucking in the ass, she told herself, I could learn to love it.
Her panties were useless, and she left them there on the floor. She climbed, into her car, sitting down gently, but there was no pain. Just that throbbing pleasure now. Lifting her skirt past her knees, Carol began the drive home.
She was hoping her daughter had not fucked her son out, that his sweet cock would be deliciously, beautifully hard when she got home.
There was something she wanted to try with Jimmy.
She wanted his cock up her asshole.