"Nooooo!" she screamed as her feet left the floor and she tumbled over. "Nooooo!"
The pain was beyond imagining. The stab of the broom inside her whipped the breath from her chest, stretched and tore her cunt in ways that didn't seem possible. Elaine flipped over helplessly, losing her grip on the cocks she was pumping and almost landing on top of Roger. Steve followed her relentlessly with the broom, driving it farther inside her pussy as she tumbled over onto her back. She felt the wood tearing its way into her ravaged cunt. She felt the awful spear of the broom pierce her farther than she had ever been fucked before.
"Steve… you sweet… sweet boy!" she whispered. "Don't hurt me anymore… please… please, don't hurt your aunt anymore."
Steve grinned evilly. Almost a foot of studded torture stick was already embedded inside her helpless pink pussy. Now he was going to give her a real taste of hell.
"Lick your tits, whore!" Roger screamed, yanking on her tits while Peter shoved her head forward. "Lick your tits, you dirty slut! Suck on those big old nipples!"
Elaine opened her mouth, washing her tongue over the full, fleshy mountains of her tits. Roger stuffed one of her nipples inside her mouth, and she sucked on it as hard as she could, her eyes wide with pain and terror. The warm, wet feel of her mouth over her tit made her moan with passion. She slurped her way over her heated, tingling tit-flesh, wondering why she had never thought to suck her own tits before. They were certainly big enough and high enough on her chest that she could reach them with no trouble.
"Here you go, Aunt Tit-Witch!" Steve screamed, drawing her attention from her tits back to the horrid broom he was fucking into her cunt. "Now you can ride this fucking broom to Mars!"
Elaine couldn't even scream as he shoved the broom inside her. She tried to close her eyes, but somehow she couldn't tear her horrified gaze away from the impossible spectacle before her. Her youngest nephew was shoving so much of the broom up her cunt!
Steve's young, sweet face was twisted into a demonic snarl as he drove the staff inside her. Elaine felt knotty projectiles of wood tear at her tender pink pussy flesh. Then the tip of the broom hit bottom and the terrible stretching began.
Elaine's beautiful face was drained of color. She began to tremble uncontrollably. Sweat beaded on her body in a solid, shiny sheet. Steve smiled at her torment and shoved the broom in harder.
"Fuck it!" Peter ordered, slapping his long, meaty cock across her lips. "Move that tired old ass, Aunt Elaine! Fuck that big broom prick!"
"Wiggle on it, you tired old whore," Roger snarled, gouging her big, soft tits with one hand while he used the other to poke his cock at her pretty face. "You fucking begged for this, you titsy cow! The least you could fucking do is act like you appreciate it."
"Please…" she whimpered. "Stop… Steve… my pretty little Stevie… please stop it!"
Peter shut her up by sliding his cock into her open, gasping mouth. The sexy redhead gagged, but then she clamped her lips tight around the invading shaft and suckled it like a baby would its bottle. She sucked Peter's prick, trying to drown out the ruining pain of the broom-fuck with the slippery taste of his cock and cum.
"Do you want me to stop, Aunt Witch?" Steve crowed gleefully down at the pain-wracked beauty. "Then confess. The only time they stop torturing witch bitches is when they fucking confess!"
"I confess!" Elaine screamed, twisting in a desperate, vain attempt to escape the unnatural attack on her body. "I confess, Steve! Oh please stop, I confess."
"Confess to being a dirty, lying, evil bitch!" Steve screamed as he jammed the broom deeper inside her. "Tell everybody what a dirty, lying, evil bitch you are!"
"I am!" Elaine screeched around a mouthful of Peter's cock. It was hard to talk through the terrible pain she was feeling, but she would do anything to stop the killing torture. "I'm such a dirty bitch! I'm a liar, too! Evil! I'm evil! I'm a dirty, lying, evil bitch!"
Peter giggled and winked at Roger at the savage way their younger brother was torturing their beautiful aunt. Steve was proving himself even tougher on their slutty bitch of an aunt than either of them.
Elaine cried out with agony as Steve dropped down, sitting between her lush, kicking legs. He pulled on the broom, letting much of his weight dangle from the bristled tip. More of the studded torture stick bulled its way into Elaine's pain-soaked, stretched-out cunt. She gasped in horror when she saw that she was taking almost two feet of the terrible broom inside her.
She could feel the tip of the broom pushing at her cervix, stretching every pore and wrinkle inside her tender pussy. Steve wasn't even fucking her with it now. He was simply pushing it farther and farther inside her, using every ounce of his strength to try to impale the whole length of it inside her body. Elaine knew that her baby-faced nephew would kill her if he kept trying.
"Confess to being a whore!" he screamed, squirming his crotch under her ass as he dragged inch after pain-filled, pussy-tearing inch of the torture broom inside her. "Confess to fucking men for their money. Confess to using men like they were fucking dogs! That's wrong, isn't it?"
"I'm a whore!" Elaine cried. Her mouth was full of spit and fuck lube, and it bubbled out from her lips as she cried out her degrading confession. "I always fucked men for their money… I used them – oh, I'm so sorry, Steve! Pretty Steve… I won't use men like dogs anymore! I'll be the dog!"
"Bark like a dog, then, Aunt Tits!" Peter growled, fucking his cock into her throat until her nose was buried in his cock hair and his balls were draped over her chin. He pulled back. "Bark like a dog, cumbag!"
Elaine wanted to die. She knew she had reached the bottom now.
"Woof!" she yelped, her eyes rolling back in her head as Steve forced another impossible inch of the broom inside her. "Woof! Woof!"
Peter pulled his cock from her mouth as she barked, slapping his spit-slick prick over her pretty, soiled face.
Boys closed in on every side to laugh and spit on the gorgeous redhead as she barked for their amusement. Roger leaned over and spit directly into her open, gasping mouth, and then it became a game for the boys to see who could spit down her throat. Through it all, the conquered beauty kept barking. And through it all, Steve plunged the fuck-broom deeper inside her.
"I'm going to fuck these titties," Roger said, sliding over and straddling his sexy aunt's heaving ribs. "Push your tits together, Aunt Elaine! Push those titties together so I can fuck you good."
Elaine was completely broken now, submissive in every way. The murderous pain of the broom-fucking had demolished the last of the old Elaine Peterson. What was left was a cringing, obedient slave girl. She was nothing now except a fucktoy for her nephews and their mob of friends.
She pushed her tits together over Roger's cock and even tried to lift her bound, battered body off the ground to meet his tit-fucking lunges.
"Confess to being a big-titted cow!" Steve shouted. He slid toward her until his cock was nestled in the crack of her ass, pulling the broom down as he moved. "Confess to being a titsy pig! Come on, tell us what kind of a fucking sow you are!"
"I'm a pig!" Elaine babbled. "I'm a bigtitted hog! An old, fat uddered cow! I always used my tits to get men to do what I wanted! They're big cow's tits! I'm sorry I used them wrong! I'm sorry!"
Elaine squirmed on the floor as Roger's cock slid slickly between her giant tits. Peter rolled his cock over her gasping face, making her kiss and lick it. Other boys were spitting on her, and whenever some of their spit splattered on Peter's cock, he made her tongue it away.
The broom felt as though it had torn through her pussy, had poked a jagged hole clear through her chest. It felt as though the tip of the broom was lodged between her tits now, jabbing her lungs and keeping her from drawing a breath. Her clit, too, felt as though it had been shoved deep inside her. It seemed to be far up inside her stomach, still buzzing and wriggling like a tiny electrode.
"No… please, please no!" she whispered, her body quaking with disgust. She was about to cum.
Steve smiled at her desperate pleading. Then he buried his cock up her helpless asshole. As he did, he pulled down on the broom with every ounce of strength he had left. Something popped deep inside his sexy aunt's squirming body, and six more inches of the broom slipped inside her. At the same time Steve pounded all seven inches of his cock into her slippery, swollen shitter.
"Killing me!" she screamed. Every tendon in her body stood out like steel cords as the boy fucked cock and broom inside her. "Killing me! Killing me!"
It was too much. It was more than any woman should have to endure.
Peter was rolling his cock over her face as Roger clamped his hands over hers and was smashing her tits together until daggers of tearing pain ripped everywhere through the firm, fleshy mounds. She was splattered with the spit of a hundred other boys. And worst of all, she was being fucked up the ass while getting a broom shoved up her cunt.
It felt as though she was having a baby. Almost two feet of unyielding wooden stake was wedged inside her. She knew that the tiny hole at her cervix was hugging around the tip of the broom now, and that Steve had pierced her more deeply with the horrid weapon than any woman was meant to be fucked. She could feel the terrible friction between the boy's cock and the handle of the broom, and she wondered if the thin wall between her cunt and asshole was being torn asunder.
But she was cumming.
Steve stabbing his cock up her ass had done it. Now the orgasm was building past the point of no return. Her hips hitched off the floor as she drove her ass up off the ground to meet the twin, punishing thrusts of broom and cock. And then she was screaming with damned pleasure.
"She's cumming!" one of the boys watching shouted, sounding as if he didn't believe it. "The sexy old whore's getting off on it!"
"Oh fuck!" another boy gasped. "That's it, man, she's got to go for the whole trip! Any slut that cums while something like that's happening is a real bitch! She wants everything!"
"Confess that you love this," Steve screamed. He fucked the broom in and out of his squirming sexy aunt's cunt. "Confess that you're a cock-hungry whore! Confess that you love getting tortured and fucked until you can't stand up!"
"I do!" Elaine screamed. She whipped her tongue over Peter's cock, arched her chest up against Roger's prick while she squeezed her tits together. "I confess that I'm a whore! I confess that I'm a slut! I want you to beat me up! Torture me! Torture my asshole and pussy! And torture my titties! Please torture my big cow tits!"
Elaine's body was on fire. It was as though someone had given her a gasoline enema and set it alight.
She screamed while Peter rolled his dripping cock over her face. She tore at her tits while Roger drove his burning, slippery cock between them. She bucked and twisted while Steve fucked his cock into her ass and the broom into her cunt.
She had never felt anything like this before. Her cunt was quivering and contracting on the broom as though it were the luscious cock of the gentlest lover. Her asshole was flexing on Steve's cock like a damp velvet glove. As she cried out, she flicked her tongue out to swipe at Peter's slippery cock.
"Confess that you're a cumbag!" Steve screamed, almost overcome with feelings of pleasure and power. "Confess that you're a dirty old jizzbucket! Confess that you're a bigtitted slime queen! Confess!"
Lightning shot through the sexy redhead. One huge dark orgasm was thundering through her body, destroying everything in its path. Elaine's sleek, curvy body shuddered as the climax demolished her, her eyes rolling back in her head and spit drooling from her lush, parted lips. The orgasm rumbled through her, devastating her mind and body.
"I'm a cumbag…" Elaine husked. "A dirty cumbucket… that's all I'm good for! Just a slut to cum on… cum in… I'm a fat uddered old cumcow!"
Roger's cock began to belch cum up through the silky valley of her tits. Gluey white cock-cream slapped against her throat and chin and lips. Elaine keened with surprise and excitement, then began to spread the juicy jism all over her tits and face. A moment later a wad of thick cum hit her under her right eye with the force of a hammer blow. Peter was cumming too, aiming his prick straight at her face as he unloaded his cream-filled balls.
Elaine gurgled with insane glee as the two boys drowned her in their gooey fuck slime. She rubbed her hands over her tits as Roger turned the valley between her tits into a river of jism. She scooped white hot cum from her cheeks and chin, then sucked her fingers clean, relishing the salty taste. Peter squirted a heavy load of cum right onto her wagging pink tongue, and Elaine rolled it around in her mouth before she swallowed it down.
Her hips drove up off the floor to meet the savage thrusts of Steve's cock and the savaging broom. He battered her even harder, slamming the broom inside her pussy as he drew back with his cock, then bulling his way into her ass as he pulled the broom back for another attack.
The terrible orgasm still stormed through her squirming, straining body, building stronger with each passing instant.
Boys stepped up, excited beyond control by the lewd sex show the gorgeous redhead was putting on. They splashed more cum over Elaine's face and tits, filling her mouth, streaking the black wig with stripes of silver. Her huge tits resembled snow-capped mountains. The stream of cum that trickled through the valley between her tits became a raging river as more boys bombarded her with their heavy loads of cum.
She swallowed all the cum that squirted into her mouth, rubbed jism into her perfect tits and over her pretty face. She looked up at the world through a milky haze of cum, and she gurgled with ecstasy when it burned her crystal-blue eyes.
Suddenly the broom stopped moving inside her cunt. Elaine shrieked with outrage and disappointment. Then she felt the burning rush of jism in her tattered asshole. Steve was cumming. The sensation of his warm, sticky cum blistering its way up through her inflamed shitter was driving her mad.
"Cum!" she screamed, thrashing wildly on the jerking cock. "Cum! Cum cum cum! Cum on me, honey, I'll soak it all up!"
Steve dropped the broom and locked his hands around Elaine's lush hips. He beat her with his cock, knocking her along the floor with one shattering plunge after another. His balls were swollen with cum, and he filled her asshole until gooey jism was spilling back out over her quivering asscheeks. Still he poured more cock cream inside her, scouring her insides with his burning fuck juice. Elaine screamed and thrashed, her monstrous orgasm exploding into a final conflagration inside her.
"Confess that you're a gutter, Aunt Witch!"
Steve screamed, his voice high and whiny as he blasted his cum up her asshole. "Confess that you love piss! Confess that you're a toilet, Aunt Elaine! You'd even like us to shit on you, wouldn't you, you sewer slut?"
"Yesssss!" Elaine howled, like a wild, wounded beast. She writhed on the floor like a demented go-go dancer. "I'm a dirty toilet! I'm a filthy old gutter whore! I love your piss! I'd love your shit even more!"
"Piss on you!" Steve screamed, almost as crazed as his aunt with the power he had over her luscious body. "Piss on you, you dirty witch whore!"
Elaine yowled as Steve shot a burning river of piss up her reamed, tender asshole. He was burning her alive, burning her from the inside out. It was making the orgasm tear through her even harder.
Roger and Peter sprayed her face with piss, washing away the coat of cum that had glossed her pretty features silver. Elaine let them fill her mouth, swallowed piss and let piss cascade out over her lips with equal abandon. She was caught in the grip of a climax that seemed to be tearing her insides apart.
From what seemed to be a million miles away, there was a knocking at the door.
"Trick or treat!" some voices called.
"Trick-or-treaters," Peter said, winking at Roger. "It's about time some of 'em got here."
"Yeah," Roger agreed. He grabbed Elaine by one arm, grinning at the way her body still shuddered. She was out of her fucking mind. "Come on, Aunt Stupid. You can't let them trick-or-treaters go away sad."
"That's right," Peter added, helping his brother pull their dazed, gorgeous aunt to her feet. He handed her a plastic jack-o'-lantern filled with candy. "It's time to start Halloween."
Elaine couldn't walk, but the boys were willing to drag her. She couldn't carry the jack-o'-lantern so Peter draped it over her arm. The terrible orgasm the boys had started inside her was still whirling, still twisting her body and mind into knots. She couldn't seem to move right, or breathe right, or even think right.
The boys leaned her against the door and retreated back into the living room, and she cried at the burning inside her pussy, the burning she was beginning to think might never go away.
She knew what she wanted. She needed someone to fuck her so badly. No scandal or shame in the world could equal that terrible desire.
She pushed the door open.