“Ok, Steph, Get your ass in there and run us some water. We’ll be right behind you, with your daughter in tow.,.So don’t you get any crazy ideas.”
Stephanie could see her own hands tremble, as she checked the water. It farther humiliated her to set 4 towels out. She had no time to cry, before the men entered with her daughter. Rod had his hand on Bella’s tight, round, ass. The men tossed any remaining clothes to the ground, yet reminded the women; “Keep your fucking heels on, We like what it does to your ass and calves.” Etan pushed Steph in first, then Rod entered with Bella.
“Isn’t this just cozy as Hell?” Rod remarked, pressing his dick against Bella’s ass and shoving her into Steph. Bella’s hands accidentally touched her mother’s breasts. She jerked them down, as if she had touched a hot stove.
Etan handed the liquid soap to Stephanie; “You go first, Honey. Lather me up good. Make sure you pay extra attention to my ass and cock, then hand the soap to Bella; She gets to do Rod.”
It was humiliating enough to have to wash another man, but to do it in front of her eighteen year old daughter was worse. Steph could feel his hairy chest, ass, and balls through the soap. His beer gut made her sick. She wasn’t sure how the man found his own dick, but it was there; She had to place her hands over it. The cock grew and stiffened in her hands. He forced her to stroke it after handing the soap to Bella.
It became Bella’s time for humiliation, but at least, her man was ruggedly handsome. She felt herself become wet, while running her soapy hands over his muscular torso. Compared to Etan, Rod was shaven; Even his crotch had no hair. That just made his cock seem that much larger and intimidating. Rod flexed his ass as Bella washed it, catching her fingers in the tight crease.
“You know what,' Rod told Bella, ’While you are washing my cock down there, I want you to kneel behind me, and lick my soapy ass.” He did not wait for an answer just pushed Bella to her knees. “Oh, yea,” he groaned, reaching back to spread his own cheeks. “Your daughter has a marvelous tongue,” he told Steph.
“Hey, why don’t you hold Stephanie’s knee up for me, Rod. I want to fuck the slut,” Etan asked his friend.
"I have a better idea, Man; Bring Mamma around and have her place her foot on Daughter’s shoulder.
“You heard the man, Steph,” Etan said.
“W..What? No, not here, Please. If you want, I will fuck you in the bedroom,” Steph replied.
“Nope. Here it is, Slut,,” Etan answered back, twisting her nipple until she moved.
Bella could feel her mother’s heel on her shoulder, but dared not look back. Instead, she kept tonguing at Rod’s ass, while jerking his stiff, cock. She did hear her mother groan, as the vile, man obviously pushed his dick up inside Stephanie.
“Too much dick for you, Baby?” Etan asked, ’Your daughter took it all." His hands found Stephanie’s breasts. With a little added soap, he slid them around the slippery flesh. “Mamma’s nipples are getting pretty hard. I think she likes a good cock,” he remarked to Rod.
“Speaking of hard, I’m ready to fuck this little filly,' Rod answered, ’Don’t pull out, but I’m gonna bring Bella up. They can face each other while we fuck.”
“I love the way you think, My Man” Etan replied.
The girl’s soon found themselves pushed breast to breast. Stephanie saw her daughter squeal, as Rod pushed into her young cunt from behind. She remembered again how large he was and how much he filled her tight ass. Her own pussy was being taken by a strange man; Not her husband. The wet water kept them both slick, yet the liquid soap stung their insides. Neither could stop their body’s arousal. Each woman could feel the others erect nipples kissing their skin. They could see the men behind each other, grunting and groaning in pleasure.
Rod reached around Bella, feeling the course hair of her neatly trimmed, brown crotch. His fingers discovered her button of love, circling it, and spinning it between the tips. Her tight pussy squeezed back on him in response. Her sweet mouth slightly opened, allowing the shower water to cascade off her tongue.
Etan saw the open mouth as an opportunity. He pushed Stephanie’s face forward by the hair. “Kiss your daughter, Stephanie,” he ordered, grinding his cock into her cunt.
“No,” she mumbled, but her words were cut off, as her lips were pressed to Bella’s. One of her stiff nipples was given a painful pinch. “Kiss her, Bitch! Give her your tongue!” she heard. The pain was too much. Steph had no choice but to kiss her daughter as a lover would. Bella, being inflamed by the fingers on her clit, kissed back, with eyes closed. She needed the kiss, but wanted to imagine it as someone else.
To notch up the experience, Etan ran a free hand down to Steph’s box. Her cunt was not as manicured as much as Bella’s. He felt her mound. It was wet, but he could still feel her tangled, wispy, brown hair. The lips of her cunt were more pronounced and descended. His finger parted the swollen lips above his cock and pressed to her clit. She groaned into her daughter’s mouth. ‘Yes,’ he thought to himself, ’I’m loving this.'
In comforting each other, both mom and daughter found themselves in an embrace. The embrace quickly descended into one of confused, passion. Neither could keep their bodies from responding to the constant barrage of hard cock. They were cumming, their slick cunts creaming on the shafts behind them.
The two men groaned in unison; Each one emptying the contents of their balls into their victim.
“Ok, Bitches, the water is getting cold. Time to hop out and dry us off,” Rod said.
Humiliated once again, both mother and daughter had to dry off their rapists and each other. The women wanted to dress but the men decided, ‘No.’ Instead, they made Stephanie remove two large, white t-shirts from Matt’s drawer, and return.
“I just love a slut in a white, t-shirt,” Etan remarked, watching the woman toss them over their heads. On both girls, the shirts came down to just below their sex, giving a peek of each ones, soft, bottom cheeks. With Bella being taller than her mom, more of Bella’s twat could be seen. The bare breasts underneath, pressed against the cloth. The areolas were shadowed beneath and each chilly nipple rose against the white. Looking at that would have the men hard again in no time.
Before they all left the bathroom, Rod noticed a bottle on the counter. “Hey, look Etan, Hubby left us a bottle of Viagra.”
“How thoughtful of him,” Etan replied. Rod took two, then tossed the bottle to Etan.
Both women looked at each other in fear. It appeared that their ordeal was far from over. Stephanie caught Etan’s arm, stopping him before he swallowed his pills. Immediately, Stephanie began to beg: “Please, look, you have had your fun. Just take our money and go. We promise not to tell the police. We have to get some morning after pills, soon. Please. I…We…Especially my daughter…She can’t get pregnant. She is only 18. Have mercy…Please!”
Etan jerked his arm away from Stephanie. “Not my problem, Slut. We are not taking these to stay awake while we drive.” He tossed the pills into his mouth and swallowed. “We have as long as we want, Sweetheart. Now get your ass in the kitchen; Both of you. Cook us up something to eat…and it better be good.”
Stephanie dropped her head and sobbed off to the kitchen; Bella in tow. She began cooking spaghetti and meatballs. They made Bella set the table, complete with the good china, and candles. A bottle of red wine was discovered and poured into crystal glasses.
The group sat down to a family type of dinner. It felt nothing like that to the woman. Heads down, each woman barely touched their food, sobbing between drinks of wine. They both drank more wine than they should, hoping to drown their pain, fear, and sorrow. After dinner, Etan had Steph bring several wooden skewers. He broke off a few and stuffed them into his fist.
“Ok, Honey’s, it’s time to draw straws for the sleeping arrangements,' he announced, ’The short straw would be me.”
Stephanie stared at the man, then at his fist, in shock. Bella did the same, then glanced at her mother. They both silently mouthed, ‘No.’. Yes, Bella had been fucked, but she had never “slept” with a man all night. For some reason, that was different. Stephanie held a separate feeling: Having to fuck these men was one thing, but sharing her martial bed with one, was something else. She would feel somewhat complacent in the act, and guilty. True, they had mentioned a long time, but she did not really believe it. Actually, she had tried to dismiss the thought, as being impossible. Suddenly, to their horror, both women were having to confront the facts.
“Come on now. Hurry up,” Etan said, waking them from their stunned silence.
To Bella’s dismay, she drew the short stick. The large man smiled at her. She felt sick. The man was disgusting, especially his large beer gut. It made her resentful of her mother, who got the more muscular, handsome of the two. If she would have had Rod, it would at least make it more bearable, and easier to imagine someone else. Bella hung her head and downed her glass of wine. Her mother had at least been thoughtful enough to let her drink. Even after this amount of time, her head was still dazed from the vodka.
After dinner, they all retired to the living room. Rod added porn to their pay-per-view. Steph knew her husband would freak when he saw the bill. Each man sat on the couch with his sleeping partner for the night. Mentally, Etan planned to switch it up each night. As the porno moved along, so did Etan and Rod’s roving hands. The t-shirts left little to hide.
Etan’s fingers at first caressed the fleshy cheeks of Bella’s ass, but soon they dipped farther, slipping into her cunt and sliding in deep. His fingers fucked her two, then three at a time. She hated the way her body responded, and hoped her mother did not notice the way her hips had begun to roll, and push back on the man’s hand.
Her mother did not notice; she was caught up in her own despair. Rod was cupping her tits up under the shirt and whispering nasty things in her ear. “I’m going to rub these nipples till they are sore, Steph. They will bleed by mid-morning. You won’t get much sleep. I’m going to fuck your cunt all night. You ever fucked all night, till you can’t walk straight? I’m hard now. You want to feel it?”
Though they tried not to watch, the porn was really getting to the girls, it was relentless. Bella saw things she had never seen before. After a while of fingering Bella’s cunt, Etan stood and pulled Bella’s hand. “Take me to your room, Slut,” he commanded. Bella glanced back for her mother’s help; There was none. Rod had laid down, taking up the rest of the couch, pulling Stephanie with him. Both were on their sides. Rod had lifted up Steph’s right knee and slid two fingers into her cunt.
“Please,” she groaned in protest, before moaning at the fingers entrance.
Bella could see that her mother would be no help, and reluctantly guided Etan to her room. The room looked like a typical teenage girls’. That made him hard. He tossed her lacy, cover pillows to the floor and pushed her down over the flowery comforter. “No” she said pushing back up, but Etan forcefully pushed her back down. Her white, t-shirt rode up, exposing her damp, brown curl-covered, mound. Etan licked his lips and pried her thighs open, pinning them to the comforter.
“What are you? Oh, God!” Bella groaned. She had never had her pussy eaten before. The sensation of a wet tongue on her aroused cunt was unbelievable. “Please…Don’t…do that. What? Ughh.” Even as she protested, her pussy rose to meet his instant lips. Etan mumbled roving his face back and forth in her young cunt. His mumbles vibrated her sex. Her hands went to push him away, but ended up clutching his head, fingers tangling in his black hair. Etan lapped away until Bella squirted all over his face. She was still gasping for breath, when he rose and kissed her soft, pert, lips. He forced her to taste her own sex, pushing the flavor in with his tongue. His rock hard cock tapped against her inner thighs, ready to make its entrance.
Bella’s round ass pushed into the soft, cushioned comforter. Her thighs reluctantly splayed open, as the man’s large hips and belly forces them wide. He had found his cock beneath that fat belly and jammed its thick head into her sex. Body tender, Bella cried out loudly, taking all of his shaft once again.
On the living room couch, Rod was just slipping his dick into Stephanie’s damp cunt, when she heard her daughter scream.
“Sound’s like your not-so-wholesome, daughter is getting some dick, like you, Sweetheart. Her moans can be our love music,” Rod remarked.
Stephanie bit her bottom lip, holding in her own cry, as the muscular cock drove in to the hilt. The house filled with wet, slapping flesh and moans. After just a few more thrusts, Stephanie’s body began to respond to the hard cock. Without thinking, she is pressing back to him. Suddenly her phone rings and vibrates on the coffee table. The word, ‘Matt’ appears on the screen, with a photo of her husband.
“You gonna get that?” Rod asked.
"Wh…no,"Stephanie responds.
Rod crushes her tit with his hand. “Get it, but don’t you mention us,” he warns.
Steph manages to reach across and get her phone. “H…Hello, Honey,” she says, just as Rod jams her hard with his cock.
“Y…Yes, I’m alright…I…I was just coming back from a run.” The cock continues its assault on her cunt. She huffs and puffs between thrusts. “I…Know…it’s late…but..Ugh..Ugh…the weather was so cool.” In the background, the sounds from Bella’s room still carry. Apparently Matt could not quite make out the noises. “It’s Bella, Hon…She,” Huff …Huff. She’s watching a scary movie.” Rod’s free hand had moved to Stephanie’s cunt. He was twirling her little, pearl in his fingertips. “St..Stop,” she whispered. “Oh…I did not say anything, Hon. Go ahead. Tell me about your day.” Steph so wanted her husband to just hang up. The cock, and somehow, the situation she was placed in, was making her aroused. Rod whispering in her ear did not help.
“Take my cock, You Whore, ' Rod whispered, ’Your cunt is so wet. I wonder if he hears your squishy cunt. You can’t breathe, can you? You want more of this cock.”
Suddenly from Bella’s bedroom comes a loud cry, “Agh, God! No!”
“I…I need to run, Matt…Bella needs some help. Yes, I’m sure she is fine. I…Ugh…I’ll call you later.” Steph manages to hang up the phone just before dropping it on the floor. Rod begins pounding her harder; His fingers going to town on her clit.
“I bet Etan is taking your daughter’s cherry ass,” Rod moans.
Rod was correct, Etan had pulled his cock from Bella’s warm cunt, quickly flipped her over, and drilled his dick into her virgin ass. His weight pinned her body to the bed. His belly slapped loudly at her lower back. Etan’s thick rod drove like a bat into her intestines. He had her legs kicked wide apart. Weakly she tried reaching back with her arms, but they were useless.
“Oh, Yea, Little Cunt, your ass is so tight. Squeeze it. Yes, just like that girl. Let me hear you squeal. Squeal…Squeal,” Etan repeated.
After what to Bella felt like decades, Etan moaned, and squirted hot cum into her ass. He lie there, right on top of her, pinning her to the mattress while his cum continued to fill her ass. She could not move, even after she heard him begin to snore. Adding to the humiliation, she heard her mother in the living room, moaning like a whore, being fucked by the better man.
After being fucked by Rod, she was made to lead him back to her bedroom. He did not let her clean up. His arms and legs wrapped around her naked body, and he slept.
Stephanie could not sleep. She cried and prayed for a way out of their predicament. No thoughts came to her. Every time she tried to pry the sleeping man’s hands from her body, he only pulled her closer. Glancing at the side table, she saw a photo of herself and Matt. Reaching over, she lay it flat. Doing that, she spied the wedding rings on her hand. It made her cry again.
“How long would these two stay?”
Rod’s hand took a breast and he just pushed down on it
Later in the night Steph felt Rod’s cock against her naked thigh. It twitched and began to harden. For some reason, she reached back to touch it. It was huge to her; Much bigger than Matt’s. Her hand wrapped around it, feeling it throb in her grip. She must have been half asleep, because she dreamed of slipping away with a stranger; Cheating on her husband. Unconsciously, she was stroking Rod’s cock. Steph felt so bad, so dirty, yet exhilarated. Heaven’s no, she did not want this demon awake, but she was in a dream state, wet, and rolling her hips back, rubbing his cock against her naked skin. The dream had her so horny. She had taken the rod and rubbed it between her damp, swollen petals. Suddenly it was inside her; Its hot, hard warmth filling her body. She moaned.
Rod awoke. Something warm and wet had enveloped his cock. ‘The MILF must be half asleep,’ he thought. She was moaning, pushing her ass back to his hips. He leaned back, letting her take more of his hard cock. Then he took her hips and slammed forward.
“Oh, God!” Stephanie called out, suddenly waking from her dream, thrust back to reality by the sudden stab of Rod’s cock. “No, no!” she cried, trying to back away from the swollen shaft. Rod held her hips firm.
“Don’t toy with me, Slut. You like me inside you. Feel that throbbing cock. Keep fucking me like you were. Push back, take more inside. Yes, that’s it, Mommy Slut. A shame you’re not as tight as your daughter. Her pussy squeezed me like a vise. Squeeze your cunt. See if you can compete with your daughter’s cunt. Tighten it. Tighten your cunt, Whore. You either make me cum, or I go next door, and we both fuck your daughter. You want to watch us both take Bella at the same time?”
“No. Please leave her alone.” Stephanie concentrated on tightening the muscles of her sex. She felt every vein of his cock expand. ‘Damn,’ she cursed herself. His large cock felt good. Biting the edge of her pillow, she pushed back. Whimpering moans escaped her lips. Both her own, and Rod’s thrusts became more powerful and frantic. The orgasm spread through her body. “No…No…No,” she gasped into the pillow, yet there was no stopping the explosion of pleasure. Rod’s strong fingers dug into her tits, small, yet, a nice swell, and he growled. Hot seed flooded her body, and they both came as one. Steph glanced once more at her hand, with the wedding rings, tightly clutching the pillow.
Steph heard snoring. The Bastard was asleep again. This time with his cock still in her body, keeping the sperm from flowing out. Again, she could not escape his heavy body. He slept, but Steph knew the sperm within her body was wide awake, searching for a fertile place to lay their head. She tried to sob, but her tears were dry.
Steph awoke sometime much later to the sounds of moaning. The sound came from her daughter’s room. It was a shivering like moan: “Mmm..Noooo, Ughhh, Noo, Noo.” The sounds were accompanied by the heavy breathing of a man, and the thump of a headboard on the wall. Soon the sounds changed, the woman’s voice became more pleasureful: "“Oh, Yes…Oh God ….Huh..Huh…Huh.” The slap of wet flesh became louder.
Steph had to help her daughter. She started to rise, but was jerked back by her hair. Rod wrapped his muscular calves around her legs. “Where do you think you’re going? You stay right here. Listen to your sweet daughter. Let her enjoy her morning wood. She sounds like a younger you; A slut for hard cock like her mother. Listen to her moan. I’m gonna have to have another piece of her later. I’m gonna make her moan like that when I fuck her tight ass. Boy, do we have some plans for you both today.”
After several more minutes, the voices rose to a peak. “Oh, Listen to that. She’s cumming on that cock,' Rod announced, ’and that…That would be Etan, filling her womb with sperm. Listen to her. She loves getting bred.”
After that, the room next door was quiet, except for an occasional sob. “Ok, Mom,” Rod said, slapping Steph’s ass. Get up. Make your men some breakfast. I’m starved after all this sex. I want bacon and eggs, and when you set the table, I want you to place two of your husband’s Viagra by each cup. We want to start the long day out right," Rod instructed. There was nothing Steph could do but obey.
The food was already on the table, and Rod and Steph were eating, when Etan and Bella stumbled in. Bella looked the worse for wear. Her white, t-shirt was ruffled, and dark spots lay under her bloodshot eyes. Her long, curly, hair was a tangled mess. She walked gingerly, and winced when she sat down. Bella would not look anyone in the eye. No longer was she the same happy-go-lucky, eighteen year old. She was now broken and submissive. Steph recognized the look; She had saw it in her own reflection, that morning, in her bathroom mirror.
Both women had the “just fucked look on their faces!”
Rod got two glasses of ice water from the refrigerator. He brought them back to the table, set one down on the table. He held the other, standing behind Stephanie. He lingered, snickering, looking at Etan, who knew exactly what Rod was thinking.
Rod reached over Steph, pulled the neckline of her white t-shirt away from her chest. He looked right down between her cleavage, what she had to offer, anyway, and slowly poured the contents of water and ice cubes onto her chest!
She stood up, screaming! Her nipples were rock hard, and the t-shirt clung the the shape of her boobs! It was the best wet t-shirt contest Rod had seen in a long time. Small boobies or not, Stephanie looked very sexy! She kept screaming, and jumping up and down, to the men’s delight. She didn’t have much to bounce, but it was damn fun to watch.
“How about you baby? Time to wake up those tits of yours?”
Bella tried to get up, but Etan was not about to allow that. He held her arms down, and Rod repeated the show again. Only this time he held the neckline of Bella’s t-shirt away longer, he really enjoyed this look into her cleavage! Bella had bigger breasts, more developed, with wide aureola’s and larger, hard nipples.
Bella fought hard, she was athletic, but she couldn’t deal with Etan, and the cold water, ice, ran down, in her cleavage, and all over both her beautiful, young breasts. Her nipples rose up, looking like two puppy noses.
Both mother and daughter were let loose, to stand, flapping their arms and bodies, in wet t-shirts. Bella looked so sexy, and Stephanie put on a great second place show, as well.
The men made fun of both, calling them “street whores” and Etan took Stephanie’s cell phone and took a few pictures. Finally both women were made to sit back down, neither very comfortable, or happy, but did as told. A knife to Mom’s throat convinced both to stay seated.
After breakfast the men sent the women to the restroom to clean up, fix their hair, and makeup. Meanwhile, Rod’s girl came to the door. He quietly let her in. Her name was Kay. Kay had worked at the Conner’s realty company. She is the one that had provided Rod with the key. None of the family had seen Kay. She worked in the back office. Kay was a nice looking woman. Not really a bombshell, but she had that cute, girl-next-door look, but was a kinky, nasty bitch, when she wanted to be. She had soft brown hair that curled, not quite different than Bella’s. At 34, she wore her age well. However, Kay was kinky, more so than the men. She was also bi, and loved getting her hands on young women. Rod had made sure to give her a call, informing her of their sweet find. After receiving the call, Kay rounded up her bag of tricks and came right over.
Etan enjoyed Kay. Rod had shared her with him several times in the past. When he saw her again, his dick got hard. Kay was dressed in a short, blue, ass-hugging, skirt, a low cut, pullover, red and green sweater, and black heels. The woman was shorter in stature, with a nice, plump, apple ass. She sat her little gym bag down, and asked: “Where is she? The young one?”
“They’re in the restroom. You in some hurry?” Etan asked.
“No, I’m just horny as Hell.” She put her foot on the chair and let Etan see up her skirt. Kay was wearing no panties, and the lips of her light brown sex were damp and creamy. Etan was tempted to reach out and lick it. When his hands reached out for her hip, she lightly slapped them back down. “None of that now. I want the girl.” Reaching into her bag, she removed a black eye mask and put it on. “They don’t know me, but it’s a precaution. Plus it’s kinda kinky.” Kay reached back into her bag and tossed some items to Rod. The items were rope, a purple sleeping mask, and a ball gag. “When they get out, take them to the girl’s bedroom. I want you to tie her arms, above her head, to the headboard, and put the mask over her eyes. Drag a chair into the room, put the ball in her mother’s mouth, and tie her in it. Let me know when your done, and I’ll bring my bag. You may bring extra chairs for yourselves, if you want.”
Both girls looked nice as before with new make-up and freshly combed hair. As before, they were still dressed in white-t-shirts, but now wore their heels from before; Etan insisted on it. They were forced into Bella’s room, Stephanie wondering why. Seeing the rope lying on Bella’s bed, Stephanie began to bolt from the room. “Oh, no! Oh, Hell, no!” Stephanie cried, pulling Bella with her. Etan slapped Stephanie across the head, dazing her, and knocking her to the floor. Rod took Bella, showing her his knife, and paraded her to the bed. Watching the knife with fear, Bella laid back, and allowed Rod to tie her arms to the headboard. He kindly stuffed a pillow under head to make her comfortable. Before lying down, Bella did manage to pull the white shirt down, at least hiding what she could of her wares.
Bella was unable to help her mother. Steph stood, only to be knocked down again with a blow to her belly. After that, Etan easily stuffed the red ball gag into her lips, and made her sit in a padded chair facing Bella’s bed. While she mumbled in protest, Etan tied her off: Arms to the back, thrusting our her small breasts, and ankles to each leg of the chair. Although she still wore the t-shirt, Steph still felt naked. The chair was cool on her naked ass, and her upthrust breasts pushed against the almost-see-thru shirt, her “headlights on full beams.” As she watched, Rod slipped a purple sleeping mask over Bella’s head.
‘What in the Hell are they up to,’ Bella thought and feared. From her right side a woman entered. She was slightly younger than Steph, with light brown curly hair. The woman went to Stephanie first. She stood there looking Stephanie up and down, making faces, as if judging her appearance. The woman reached into her bag and removed a pair of scissors. Pinching Steph’s left breast, she pulled the shirt away from her skin and cut the material. She did the same to the right, leaving two large holes in the shirt for Steph’s tit flesh to poke through.
“What a joke, Such a pitiful set of tits,” Kay remarked, shaking her head. Reaching the bottom of her own red and green, sweater, she pulled it off, over her head. The woman wore no bra, so her wonderful, rosy breasts were exposed. They were much larger than Stephanie or even Bella’s. The breasts dropped down just a touch, but remained springy when hefted. Kay jiggled them up and down at Steph. “Now these, these are tits; Aren’t they boys?” she asked.
“Oh, fuck, yea,” Etan replied. She let him bend down and lather a nipple with his wagging tongue. “I hope they have been treating you good,” she said with a smile. Giving Stephanie a wink, she turned and walked to the bed. Stephanie watched her round, apple ass dance as the walked. Setting her bag on the bed, Kay removed the ear plugs. she reached over Bella’s body and pushed them into the girls ears. “Since she can’t see, or hear, her senses will be even more heightened,” Kay explained to the room. Speaking to Steph, Kay added, “You get to watch what a horny slut your little daughter can be. If you are nice, I may let you play with her too. Would you like that, boys?”
“Shit, That would be fucking hot, Kay. You’re fucking marvelous,” Rod responded. All Stephanie did was mumble curses through her gag, and tug against her binds.
Bella kicked her white heels and jerked at her overhead binds. “What the Hell. This is not funny. Let me go. I’ll be nice, please. This is not funny.”
Kay stood at Bella’s side. She ran a finger from the girl’s collarbone, down, up over a breast, then down across her belly, and hip, trailing it finally over her smooth, soft, thighs. “She has no idea what is in store for her,” Kay remarked. Reaching down Kay pushed Bella’s t-shirt up, exposing her light brown curly mound. “Mmm,” Kay hummed, running her fingers through the curls. Bella, protested, jerking her hips and turning her legs to the side.
“No! Stop! Stop it!” Bella cried.
“Rod, I guess you will have to tie her feet,” Kay suggested.
Rod came around, jerking Bella’s ankle to the side, where he wrapped it in cord and tied it off to the foot-board. She kicked, trying to yank her other leg back but he caught it and did the same. Her legs were then spread a nice distance apart exposing the small, inner petals of her young sex.
“Please, don’t” Bella squirmed.
“Lift her hips for me, Rod,” Kay instructed. As he lifted Bella by the hips, Kay slid a thick pillow under the girl’s ass, lifting up her sex, and tightening the pull of the ropes. “Now, Sweetheart, you can’t squirm away from my touch,” Kay cooed.
Bella could not see or hear, she only knew that someone was touching her sex. A finger rolled over her clit, slipping between her petals to softly pet up and down.
Kay kept it up, waiting for the moisture to form. Up and down the finger went, pressing ever deeper, teasing the edge of her hole, and gently brushing the girl’s hardening clitoris.
Bella’s protest began to be more whimpers. “No. Don’t do that. I don’t want that. St…Stop.”
Kay looked over at Steph. “She says she doesn’t want it, but look at her Mom. See how she flares her hips. It is getting wet. My finger slides more smoothly.”
Steph pulled against her ropes, muffling curses behind her red gag, her bare breasts thrusting out,
From out of her bag, Kay produced a smooth, latex vibrator. Turning the dial to low, she pressed it to the poor girl’s clit.
Bella jerked at the unknown touch. “What? Agh. Don’t!” The slight vibrations on her sex were pleasurable. She did not want pleasure with these men, but her body did not heed the thoughts. The sensation began to slid up and down her love crevice, teasing her swelling folds. It always came back to her slit, circling and dancing around the erect bud. Bella could feel the sensation of cool air running across her twat, as it moistened. “Noo, Noo,” she groaned.
Kay could see through Bella’s t-shirt; The nipples were getting hard, pressing against the white cotton. “Getting aroused are we, Girl?” she remarked, knowing that Bella could still not hear her words. Finding the girl’s wet hole, Kay pressed the vibrator’s tip inside. She was rewarded by the jerk and lift of Bella’s hips, and an erotic, audible protest. Still teasing, Kay just slipped the tip in and out, watching Bella’s body respond. Once satisfied, Kay pushed it in deeper and left it there, turning it up, but not yet to full. She went back to her trusty bag and came away with scissors. Placing them at the T-shirt’s base, she cut her way up the middle to the neck, then parted the cloth. The breasts were nicely peaked and pert; Nipples swollen and erect, over the pink areolas. “Nice. much better than yours Mom.”
Kay signaled to Rod; “There is another vibrator in the bag for Mommy. Throw it to Etan, then fuck the girl with this one.”
Etan caught the vibrator in the air, then ran it through the spit from Stephanie’s lips. “Here. this will help you enjoy the show, Slut,” he said, pushing it through Steph’s nether lips and into her hot hole. She tried to wriggle aside but the ropes held her spread, her black pumps pressing hard down on the floor. Before long the teasing hum of the vibrator took over her inner walls. She had not felt a vibrator since college, and did not own one. Though she hated it now, she missed the feeling. Looking down, she saw it moving between her thighs. Etan quickly jerked her head back up and thumbed her hardened nipples. “Now, you keep your eyes on Bella, Stephie; Her show’s for you…Well, sort of.”
Back on the bed, Bella’s body was slipping up and down, pulling against the ropes. Rod was easing the vibrator back and forth in her aroused cunt. Kay was bent over, sucking and tugging at her swollen nipples. Bella was still moaning her complaints, but now they were between pants of lust. Kay’s finger dipped in to touch the wetness between the vibrator and Bella’s cunt. She inhaled its fragrant aroma, before painting it to Bella’s lips and nose. Reaching down she added more. Holding the girl’s mouth open by the cheeks, she pushed her damp fingers inside coating Bella’s tongue and teeth. Next, she closed the girl’s mouth down over her fingers, “Mmm, Yes, suck it, Little Girl. Taste your sweet flesh. Don’t let her cum now, Rod. Turn it down every so often if needed. Etan come get the camera out of my bag. Here is a good chance to get some photos and videos to keep them quiet later on.”
Etan took the camera, walking around the bed and Steph, capturing their reactions. In the meantime, Kay wriggled out of her short skirt, then, throwing a knee around Bella’s chest, then began to ease her naked sex down towards the girl’s unaware, mouth. Leaning over without touching, she watched Bella’s nose become aware of her scent. “Yea, that’s right, Sweetheart, it’s a different pussy, and you’re going to eat it up.” Kay then sat down, pressing her light brown sex to Bella’s lips.
Bella bucked, but Rod turned the vibrator up and pushed it farther into her heated sex. The musky smell of cunt overpowered her and muffled her protesting cries. After a painful pinch and twist to her nipple, she knew right away what she was forced to do. ’Is someone else here? Surely it’s not my mother. It can’t be?' she thought. At that point though, her young, body was too aroused to care. Bella needed to cum; Bad. The pussy in her face began to slide back and forth, its damp, cream smearing across her face, lips and nose. Still the heavy vibrations bombarded her sex, pumping deep inside, Shocking her to the core.
Kay looked over her back; "Etan, bring Mamma over, but tie her arms behind her back.'
Etan retrieved Steph from the chair, retied her arms, and frog-walked her to the bed. Kay rose from Bella’s face. The poor girl’s whole face was slick with moisture. She panted loudly, humping wildly at the vibrator in her own sex. “Up we go, Mamma,” Kay said.
Steph screamed in her gag, vigorously shaking her head in disbelief. Ripping out the vibrator, and lifting her body, the boys sat her down over her daughters face. Steph’s vibrator had done its job well. She was wet, her petals fully descended and aroused. Bella’s hot breath made her cringe, sending a shock-wave of pleasure through her body. Etan was back at the camera, snapping away. Kay’s hands grabbed Stephanie’s large ass, forcing it forward and backward, grinding her cunt across Bella’s willing tongue.
Kay turned back to Etan, “Hey, Lover, give the camera to Rod, climb up here, and fuck the Slut’s phat ass.”
“Hell, That’s a can do,” he replied.
Steph felt large hands on her hips, then a thick cock driving into her rectum from behind. Each thrust drove her aroused cunt farther along her daughters mouth. The swift clicks of the camera filled her with fear. ‘What if those photos got out? What if her husband saw them? Worse yet; What about the school? Even if this was rape, the embarrassment and humiliation would be unbearable for both her and Bella.’
Kay was nowhere near her end-plan. Back into the bag her hands went. This time, they withdrew a long, curved, strap-on, dildo. One end slipped easily into her wet cunt, the other bobbed in the air like an African Cobra. Moving between Bella’s tied legs, she swept the vibrator aside, and drove her faux shaft into the girl’s sex. Bella’s scream tore into Stephanie’s damp cunt driving them both close to the edge.
The action grew hot and heavy. Kay drilling Bella’s cunt, holding Etan’s hairy, ass, driving his dick into Steph’s butt, whose aroused, cunt rode her daughter’s moaning lips. Even Rod had seen nothing like it.
“Enough Etan, don’t cum in her ass yet. Pull out and move her back here,” Kay said.
With a wet, ‘Plop.’ Etan slipped from Steph’s ass. “You can take her gag out. Her daughter can’t hear her.” Steph stretched her sore mouth and started to protest. Kay held a finger to Stephanie’s lips. Steph could smell Bella’s aroma on the wet digit. “No. Don’t you say a fucking word, Bitch. You do, and I’ll have Rod start carving letters on your daughters belly,” Kay threatened. Eyes wide with fear, Steph shut her trap. Kay slipped out of the strap-on and handed it to Steph. “Put it on,” she ordered. With trembling hands, Steph pushed the one end in her snatch and allowed Kay to strap it on. “Now climb up here and start fucking your whore, daughter,” Kay commanded.
“P…Please, I can’t do that,” Steph sobbed.
"Rod, you got your knife?' Kay asked.
“Ok. Ok. Please. Don’t hurt her,” Steph panicked in fear. She took the faux dick by its base and pushed it into Bella’s cunt. The girl moaned and rose to meet the thrust.
“You better make it good, Mamma, or the first word cut into her flesh will be ‘Cunt.’” Kay threatened.
Mimicking Kay’s actions, Steph began fucking her daughter. She was surprised how the dick inside her own body fucked her back. Ready for action, Etan peeled Bella’s bottom lip down and inserted his cock. The horny, young, girl sucked it right in; Ass flavor and all. Kay grabbed Steph by the ass, helping her thrust harder and harder. She called Rod over, “Honey,' she whispered, ’Get some good clips of this. Watch close, when the girl starts to orgasm, I want you to rip off her mask. Make sure you capture her expression. That’s the money shot; Her and Mamma.”
“You’re such a deviant genius , Darling,” Rod remarked, kissing her cunt-flavored, lips. Rod watched the girl closely. Bella was really getting in to it. Her legs and arms pulled at the ropes, but only to gain the traction to lift her hips from the bed. Her young lips lathered Etan’s hard cock. The mother too was struggling to contain her passion. The nipples stuck out on her small tits, and her cream coated the strap-on’s base.
Etan howled in pleasure. His cock burst, spilling thick spunk into Bella’s mouth. The cum must have done it; They could all see her orgasm coming. Immediately, Kay pushed Stephanie’s face to Bella’s. “Kiss her. Now! Eat it!” Kay commanded. Kay glanced to Rod, but she did not need to, he was already removing the young, daughter’s mask.
Light flooded Bella’s eyes, she blinked through her orgasm haze. Her eyes widened in shock. Her mother was there, kissing the cum from her lips, and somehow, fucking her. Still the orgasm had taken Bella. She was totally wrapped in the tight arms of ecstasy.
Kay had slipped a finger into the mother’s ass ,and sent the woman off on her own sexual frenzy. Rod was back with the camera, taking turns snapping photos and filming small videos of the scene. Everything was captured in vivid detail.
After that, Rod just had to fuck. His dick was rock hard. He threw himself on Stephanie, while the dildo was still embedded in her daughter. Rod just needed a hot hole, and the mother’s thick, ass was more then available. Rod buried his shaft to the hilt, and began vigorously fucking Steph’s ass. His thrusts, soon forced Steph to fuck her daughter again. By the time Rod filled Steph’s butt with his cream, both girls had cum once again.
They left the women there, tied to each other by the strap-on, sobbing, and covered in cum, while they laughed and viewed the photos.
Bella and Stephanie’s nightmare never ended. They were each fucked the rest of the day and night, sometimes apart, sometimes together. By midnight, both were shown the huge collection of photos and films, and threatened with blackmail. Etan took the Matt’s itinerary with him, leaving a future plan to come back; Possibly fucking a pregnant mother and daughter. Rod promised to invite Kay for a do-over. The 3 intruders/rapists decided it was time to end the festivities. Quietly they left the home.
Bella and Steph were left, dressed only on cum-stained, ruined t-shirts, and heels, staring at each other, silently vowing to never speak of the last 2 days to anyone. The threat of them coming back only terrified them more. How could they explain this the Matt? They didn’t dare call the police. They couldn’t go to the hospital as questions would be asked, and the police summoned. Any sexually transmitted diseases or meds to prevent pregnancies were now definitely out of the question. The two women were left with virtually no options.
Stephanie feared Bella would get pregnant, but worse yet, Steph felt she had already been impregnated.
The fear of the two men, and their female rapist could return any time Matt was out of town. The mother and daughter were screwed in more than just one way.
