Wanda's pussy burned with pain when she felt Mike's cock jab savagely forward. His prick wasn't quite as long as Jimmy's, but it was twice as big around, it seemed. Her cunt opening stretched almost to the breaking point as the thick base of his prick plunged to the hilt.
"God," she panted, feeling the pain flood upward. "It's killing me, please stop."
"Not a chance, Mom," Mike laughed. "We ain't gonna let you go until you're so full of cum, it pours out your ears."
As Mike spoke, he rammed his cock, even harder up her cunt. At the same time, he pushed her tits together with his hands and bit down, taking both nipples inside his mouth.
"Mmmmmmm, fucking and sucking," Mike said, his voice a hungry gurgle of lust.
Wanda felt as if her world had come to an end. There was no way she could possibly change what had happened. Both her sons had fucked her. Both cocks had jabbed deeply into her pussy where only Stan's prick belonged.
She felt humiliated and used and still very angry.
As he fucked, however, she realized it was a wasted emotion. They obviously didn't have any intention of freeing her any time soon. She might be held a slave like this until Stan got home!
Jesus, what will my cunt feel like after days and days of hard fucking? she wondered. They might really damage me!
"You know, Mom? Your pussy is just as nice as Brenda's." Mike said, spitting her nipples from his mouth.
"Thanks," Wanda said, her voice hard. How could he even compare her to that little whore in the living room?
"Boy, I remember the day I poked out her cherry," Mike continued. "Hell, your pussy's as tight as hers was then."
Wanda let her, mind wander to what it must have felt like for Brenda when Mike had fucked her for the first time. With a cock that size, her first fuck must have just about killed her. She was used to Stan's enormous prick, but for a cherry to have to go through that with a cock just as big.
"And she squealed like a stuck pig," Mike laughed. "But ever since, she just can't get enough of my cock."
"You bastard!" Wanda spat.
"Just like you, probably," Mike said. "After we fuck it to you for a few days, I'll just bet you start crawling – begging – for us to fuck you all the time!"
"Jesus, you're sick," Wanda said, wondering how it was possible to hate a person so much.
"Aw, come on, Mom. Fuck with me," Mike said, licking back and forth over her upturned tits. "You know you like it. Bet you ain't had any young cock in a coons age."
"Just hurry and get it over with," Wanda said.
"Yeah, I guess I'd better," Mike laughed. "When I finish fucking your sweet cunthole I think I'll let you suck me off."
"What?" A bitter taste began forming in her mouth just from hearing the words.
"That's what I said," Mike grinned.
"Gonna stick my prick in your mouth and fuck your throat."
Wanda shivered with revulsion, wondering if there was any end to this degradation. But sucking him off was where she definitely drew the line. If he tried to make her go down on his cock, she'd bite his cock out and spit it in his face!
"You like eating big prick?" Mike asked, rhythmically pumping his ass up and down. "Hmmmmmm? You suck cum in your mouth and swallow it?"
"That's none of your fucking business!" Wanda hissed, repulsed that he would infringe on her private life.
"Unhhhh… take it, you slut bitch," Mike said, punching his cock harder into her cunt. "Just love how my prick goes in so nice and easy like this."
In a way, Wanda was almost thankful that Jimmy's cum still bubbled inside her pussy. At least it kept Mike's cock from tearing her cunt apart. Without the fuck juice, she was certain the boy's enormous prick would have been too dreadful to imagine.
While she lay there and bore his savage assault, she tried to hate him less, but it was almost impossible. Although he was very good-looking with his blue-black, curly hair and blue-green eyes, his attitude was that of a sex-crazed animal. Even his muscular, hairy body did nothing for her, because all she could think of was the shame she felt and how Stan would react if he found out.
"Oh, shit! I wish I could fuck like this for a long time," Mike gasped. "But I can't hold my jizz back much longer."
"Good," Wanda said, closing her eyes, waiting for the gush of cum to storm up her cunt canal. "Just hurry and finish."
"You want me to finish fucking so you can suck on me?" Mike teased.
Before she could reply, every muscle in his body flexed, then he plowed forward with his full weight.
"Goddamn, bitch, fuck it in you!" he roared, closing his mouth fully around her tits.
When the first, molten spurt of cum shot into her pussy, she was both repelled and fascinated at the same time. Although she still hated the very idea of having her stepsons fuck her, the idea of their jism mixing together in her cunt was intriguing. The masses of cum would splash together, becoming one.
And did they have a lot of jism! They were certainly their father's children. It felt like gallons of jism were creaming up her insides.
Suddenly, her pussy loosened a little, allowing Mike to fuck in and out more quickly. And although she fought it desperately, she felt tiny spasms of pleasure ripple up and down her cum-clogged pussy canal.
"Fuck it, whore!" Mike barked, hammering in more globs of cum. "Take every drop of jizz and eat it up inside your pussy, bitch."
"Oh, Mike, please stop!" Wanda gasped, feeling even more ashamed that she was enjoying the pleasure of his cum-splashing cock. "I can't take it any more, just please stop."
"Unh… fuck you, slut bitch," Mike said, driving his cock fully upward. "Fuck me, Mom. Fuck my cock completely dry."
When a sudden burst of climax riddled Wanda's guts, she held her breath and refused to move, although it was the most difficult thing she had ever done in her life. It would be more than humiliating if he knew she had had an orgasm while being raped like this. At last, when the trickles of pleasure subsided to a dull ache, she went limp.
"Hey, you liked my prick, didn't you?" Mike said, lifting his head from her tits. "You popped your nuts!"
"I did not!" Wanda protested heatedly. "How could you even think such a thing, you bastard?"
While she spoke, she felt the blood rise in her cheeks, her mind burn with shame.
How could it have happened? she wondered. It just didn't seem possible! Ta actually climax under these circumstances. She felt the coppery taste of vomit at the back of her throat.
"Well, if you didn't like that fuck," Mike said slowly, "let's see if you like eating on my big cock."
Now Wanda had a new horror to consider. In the future, every time she kissed Stan, she would remember that she'd had his son's cock in her mouth.
She just wouldn't suck his cock! Never!
"I won't," she said, turning her face away. "If you try, I'll bite your prick off, you bastard."
"You do, and you're a dead lady," Mike said, his voice a dark growl.
His words sent a shiver of terror up and down Wanda's spine. He probably would kill me if I try anything, she thought. But what words can I say to keep him from forcing me to suck his cock?
"No… please!" Wanda begged, her eyes wide with fear. "God, fuck me again. Do anything – but not that. Please?"
"Come on, open up your little mouth like a birdie," Mike laughed, pulling his cum-stained cock from her cunt.
He moved upward over her body, then planted his knees in her armpits.
"Want to kiss my prick a little first?"
Although Wanda wanted to turn away, the sight of his jism-coated prick seemed to freeze every muscle in her body. And up this close, his cockshaft seemed even bigger than his father's! His prick was like some kind of evil snake, puffing out as it bobbed up and down just over her tits.
"Don't make me do it," she whispered, feeling the back of her throat constrict with an undeniable hunger. "Please, Mike – don't do this to me."
Mike slowly leaned forward and rubbed the tip of his sticky prickshaft against her parted lips. Then, when he felt the warmth of her tongue, he lowered herself all the way down. The entire slab of his cock pressed between her lips, then lay embedded in her throat. The hairs of his cock engulfed her nose, and his balls hung over her chin.
"Wow, you can take all my prick!" Mike gasped. "But, hell, I should have figured that. I'll bet Dad has reamed out your throat every night for the past two years."
What he suggested wasn't quite true. Although Stan was a very sexual person, he preferred plain fucking, with hardly any variation or experimentation.
Wanda would have done most anything he asked, but he just never got around to it. At times, she did miss sucking cock, or just playing around, but her first obligation was to please her husband, she felt.
In spite of her disgust with what was happening, she felt tremor of excitement in her pussy. She tried blocking out sensations, but it soon became a losing battle. Again she was horrified to think she might climax during this insanity.
But his hard prick tasted so good!
It was coated with a thick residue of warm cum and perfumed with her cunt juices. And as his massive cockhead pulsated between her tonsils, her throat soon began throbbing just like her cunt. She found her lips closing tightly around the hairy root of his prickshaft.
"That's the way, cocksucker," Mike said, a triumphant smile on his face. "Eat my cock real good, and I'll give you some hot cum to suck down."
While he began bobbing his tight, hairy ass up and down, Wanda felt his cock slide more quickly in and out of her mouth. And with each fuck-stroke, the pleasure inside her body became more electric. She'd never fucked in this position with Stan, and it fascinated her. He was fucking his cock in as if her mouth were a pussy. And the crazy thing was, her throat was tingling just like her cunt was!
Was it possible to have an orgasm in your throat?
"Suck a little faster," Mike whispered, crushing his full weight down on her face. "Stick my cock down to your stomach, and eat me dry, you cum-sucking slut."
Wanda couldn't help herself, but she began writhing and twisting, her anguished passion reaching a feverish pitch. And although she felt ridden with guilt and shame, his cock was giving her pleasure she'd never before discovered. It was almost as if she were cherry again, taking in her first big cock.
"Mmmmmmmm," she gurgled, inhaling the sweaty aroma of his crotch hairs.
"Like my prick, huh?" Mike chuckled. "Hell, the first time I saw you, baby, I knew you'd take to my prick."
At that moment, upon hearing his words, Wanda hated herself even more than she hated him. How could she betray herself like this? She was moaning and groaning as if she actually wanted to suck his cock.
Well, you do, don't you? she thought. Don't you like the feel of his cock? The sweet, creamy taste? Go ahead and admit it. In the back of your mind, you've always wondered what these studs fucked like.
"Mmmmmffff!" she choked, shaking her head back and forth, denying the awful thought.
"Come on – go with it," Mike whispered as if reading her thoughts. "Suck up and down real good, Mom. I'm so fucking close, and I've got all kinds of hot cum for you to eat."
Wanda pulled at the ropes holding her hands and feet, but this time she realized it wasn't to escape. She wanted to reach around his muscular body, to hold his cock harder against her face. She could almost feel his tight, hairy ass against her fingers – how his muscles would be rubbery – almost unyielding.
"Mmmmmm," she moaned, her voice lost in his sweaty, hairy crotch.
Her orgasm began tearing from the back of her cunt, inflaming her fluttering pussy walls. Finally, when her pleasures peaked violently, she felt as if the rim of her cunt had exploded. Another gasping grunt of ecstasy became muffled in his wiry hairs.
"Jesus, you sure know how to lick cock!" Mike said, holding his prick against his stepmother's face. "Just a little more and… unhhhhhh!"
Suddenly, Wanda felt his cockhead jerk, then burst with a greasy explosion of cum. His fuck juice shot from the end of his prick with such force, she thought for a moment she was going to choke to death. Half his molten spunk slapped the back of her throat, then burst upward, while the other half burned into her stomach. Twin streams of jism shot from both her nostrils.
"Aaaghhhh," she spluttered, sending a foamy spray of cum and spit into his hairs and over his receding balls.
"Suck me, cocksucker," Mike panted, slamming his cock savagely in and out of her throat. "Eat down every drop of jism and gargle on it."
Wanda gulped as quickly as possible, but even her hungry mouth was full to overflowing. Then his cum oozed from under her lips. His balls became glued to her chin while other droplets of jism glistened in his blue-black crotch hairs.
And still he slammed in more cum!
"Suck me, whore. Fucking suck my cock dry!" Mike barked, lifting his ass, then hammering back down with his entire frame. "Lick my prick, Goddamn you. Suck my cock right off!"
When the bulk of his load of cum splashed into the back of her throat, Wanda experienced another jolt of raw ecstasy. She thrust her hips upward, then twisted them around as if fucking some imaginary cock. At last, she went limp from exhaustion, her breathing raspy and satisfied.
"Keep sucking!" Mike commanded. "Still got some cum in here, bitch…"
While he emptied the last of his cum into her throat, Wanda merely lay there. Soon, his fuck juices burned across her cheeks and into her ears. Other globs seeped from under her lips and rolled into the hollow of her throat.
"Unh… there," Mike said finally, collapsing over her upper body. "Now clean me up." He turned slightly to one side.
As Wanda came back to reality, she felt worse than ever. There was no denying it any longer, she realized. She had had one of the best climaxes ever, and Mike was fully aware of that fact. She closed her eyes with shame and self-disgust.
"I said clean my cock up, bitch," Mike growled, grabbing her by the hair of the head. "Lick on those wads of cum and eat them."
Her senses dulled with humiliation, Wanda did as he asked. Slowly, she worked her tongue around his prickshaft, then pursed her lips. When she pulled her face back, a final wad of cum burned from the end of his cocktip. After she'd drunk it down, she let his cock flop from her mouth and chewed into his hairy crotch.
"Ah, that's the way," Mike said, watching his stepmother eat the stray globs of cum out of his crotch hairs. "Now, my balls."
When Wanda had licked his nuts clean and captured every drop of cum from his stomach and crotch, she felt his hand on her shoulder. Slowly, he scooped up the other globs of cum that clung to her cheeks and throat and forced them into her mouth.
This time, Wanda thought she was going to gag. His jism was cold and seemed to be almost elastic, cutting off her air as it went down. And the taste was terrible.
"God, I feel so ashamed," she said, unable to look him in the eye. "What have you done to me?"
"Oh, baby, we're just starting," Mike said.
"I'm gonna show you just how good and how bad fucking can be."
"Wha-what do you mean?" Wanda asked. "You ever fucked in the ass?" Mike asked, slipping his hand under her body and cupping her ass.
"Done what? You mean that!" Wanda gasped.
"Yeah," Mike laughed. "Don't tell me Dad doesn't fuck you in the shitter every once in a while."
"No, he doesn't," Wanda said. "And neither are you!"
"Now, just to untie you," Mike said, easing to the foot of the bed and reaching for the ropes.
"Thank God," Wanda said, feeling the knot at her ankle loosen.
Blood rushed to the bruised area, then soothing warmth when the ropes were pulled away.
Maybe he's finished, Wanda thought, and was just trying to scare me with that talk of sticking his monster prick up my ass.
"Hey! What are you doing!" she gasped, feeling him yank her legs wider.
He thrust her feet all the way up to her hands, almost rolling her into a ball.
"That… hur… stop," she grunted. To her growing horror, she knew what was about to happen. In this position, with her feet tied to her hands, her ass was fully exposed.
"Please! Don't fuck my ass! You'll kill me!" she begged.
"And you really think I give a shit?" He spread her ass cheeks with his large hands.
When Wanda felt the rubbery texture of his cockhead sear into the crack of her ass, she gave a long, silent scream that felt like liquid fire in her throat.