HUSBAND S BOSS THROWS A PARTY ON HIS YACHT PT2
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I looked up as she swung her legs over me so that she was straddling my head, her ripe, gooey cunt directly overhead. I noticed that she had shaved recently, and I squirmed at the realisation that it was probably intended for my benefit last night. But I had fucked up, and her freshly shaved pussy had instead been enjoyed by our son and his band of friends.
"Now, Stanley, I want you to go to town on this pussy like your life depends on it." Sarah said instructively as she lowered herself down onto my face, her ass facing the room. "Show these boys how a wimpy, pathetic cuckold services his wife."
What could I do but obey? As her gaping snatch pressed against my mouth, the laughter and jeers of the boys ringing in my ears, I extended my tongue to lap gently at the lips of her labia and her clit. I heard her gasp above me as I teased the folds of flesh, and as always she began to get wetter, the scent of her sex overpowering my senses. As I dug deeper with my tongue, her weight pushing my face ever deeper into her muff, I heard her grunt, and my wide open mouth was suddenly filled with a glob of gooey, tangy fluid.
I swallowed it dutifully down even as I realised that she was feeding me the god-knows-how-many loads of the boys' spunk she was holding up inside her, but I felt oddly floaty and disconnected as the flow increased to a steady trickle, her sweet womanly nectar infused with the fresh zesty flavour of potent teenage spooge.
The boys were cheering and roaring with laughter like they were at a wrestling match as my wife ground her crotch into my face, and I knew that even over the noise they could hear my enthusiastic slurps as I munched on her pussy. The flavour of the juices spilling out of her was overwhelming and I sucked and tongued her more and more fervently, trying to get more of it, like trying to lick the last of a tasty sauce from a jar when you tongue isn't quite long enough. My cock was rampant against my belly, and I wondered if the humiliation combined with the flavour of my wife's cum dump was going to make me cum involuntarily again.
A shadow suddenly fell over me and I looked up to see my son towering over me like a god, fully naked, his majestic cock rising from his crotch like a rocket ready to launch. His youthful familiar face was twisted with a malevolent leer as he looked down at me, watching me drink the cum loads from him and his buddies from his mother's pussy like it was the fountain of youth.
"Here dad!" he sneered. "Let me help you with that."
He swung a foot up onto the bed, so that our audience could still see the perverted act going on between my wife's legs, his fat balls resting heavily on my forehead, lined himself up, and rammed his huge rod all the way into the cunt he had slid out of eighteen years ago with a vulgar squelch. The underside of his cock glided across my burrowing tongue, and before I even knew what was happening I was licking my son's heavy, sweaty balls, so much bigger than mine.
"HA! Yeah dad, suck on my balls!" He hollered, giving his watching friends a rowdy 'rock-on' hand sign. He wiggled his hips around, sloshing his cock around inside his mom like he was drilling for oil, and then he quickly yanked himself back out. A torrent of slime gushed out of her, and into my waiting mouth. I gagged for a moment but then began to guzzle the juice down, no longer really caring about the jeers and cat-calls the boys were throwing at me.
As the torrent began to reduce again Brent once more lined himself up and slid into Sarah, claiming his mom's snatch, and then pulled out to let another gusher rain out into my face. Then he slammed in again, and began to pound her hard, holding tight to her hips so that her cunt remained over my face as he fucked more and more of the spunk out of her into my wide open mouth, my tongue extended to catch any stray drops, his balls bashing into my forehead.
As the torrent began to subside, and I began to realise that I'd swallowed down all the pent up cum she had to feed me, Brent slowed down too, before carefully withdrawing his rod from his mom, causing the slime-covered helmet to drag across my tongue.
"Ooh year dad, that feels good!" my son grunted as he rubbed back and forth across my tongue, which for some reason I hadn't retracted, keeping it stuck out to slurp the last of my mistress's pussy juices.
He did this a few more times, the watching boys howling with laughter, raising cries of 'faggot!' and 'fuckin' cocksucker!' Then he stood up straight, looking down at me from above past his throbbing cock a cold hard look in his eyes that made me tremble as to what was coming next.
"Keep that tongue out, wimp!" he snarled. "Come on, tickle mom's clit with your tongue."
"Do as he says, dear," Sarah put in, arching her back so that I had to stretch my tongue as far out as I could to reach her clit, teasing me with it. Oh god, I was so close my cock was practically trembling.
Brent smirked down at me as I followed his and his mother's orders, then pressed the head of his cock up against her clit so I was tickling that with my tongue as well, and he started to leak heavily.
"God, you're such a fuckin' loser, dad." He spat, as he changed his angle of attack and sank his cock into my mouth and down my throat. With my wife sitting astride me and my head between my son's legs there was nothing I could do to get away, and I gagged as my own son forced me to fellate him, his superior cock violating my throat until his balls were resting on my nose. I couldn't stop it; as my gullet struggled helplessly around his thick fleshy shaft I felt my cock jerking about as I came, my balls dribbling what was left of their contents onto my stomach.
"Oh my god, that's hot!" I heard Sarah say as she lifted her weight off me and turned to get a better look at the humiliating proceedings. I doubted anybody had even noticed my orgasm. "That's right, honey, suck your son's enormous cock. Billy, why don't you come over here and fuck my ass again with that thick cock of yours while Brent's teaching his father how a wimp husband thanks the proper man who has been satisfying his wife for him."
My streaming eyes saw a short stocky youth jump to his feet and scamper over to us and out of my field of view, and a moment later the bed was rocking as he plunged into my wife's ass and began humping into her fervently, making her moan and grunt.
"And while my husband is pleasuring my son, why don't one of you other boys come up here and pop his cherry? I can't keep all of you satisfied on my own, and I'm sure he'd be happy to help me with that, wouldn't you honey?" She said to me sweetly, though she knew I couldn't respond with my mouth plugged with our son's monster. "And once Billy here is done I think I'll take a nap next door, it's been a long day. Brent, didn't you say something about the school football team?"
"Yeah, mom, they wanted to come last night but they had a game in another county. I called the captain earlier and he was pretty pleased when I told him it was still going on, and that there was pussy to go around, so he and about eight guys from the team will be here in about half an hour. They're all fucking the Glee club fags so they won't mind pounding dad for a while. They said a couple of guys from the baseball team wanted to join in too, if you're okay with that?"
"Yes, that's fine dear, but I simply have to have a nap if I'm going to have all those boys as well as all of you again tonight. But if I'm still asleep when they arrive I'm sure your father won't mind taking care of them all until I'm ready for them."
I listened to all this in a daze as Brent began to fuck my face with a natural dominance I had only been partly aware he possessed, turning my throat into a pussy so effortlessly that it made my eyes water even more. At Sarah's suggestion, Tom had eagerly jumped up, his long thin cock, longer even than Brent's, leading the way, and he grinned down at me eagerly as he approached, before he went out of my sight around Brent's thrusting butt. I felt the mattress sag as he climbed on, and then I felt my legs yanked up over my body and spread apart. I quickly realised that it was my son holding my ankles, making sure his friend had easy access.
I screamed around Brent's cock as Liam rammed more than half his mercifully slim cock inside me, forcing my asshole wide open, followed immediately by the remaining five or more inches. The two boys high-fived as they began to pump me in unison, spit-roasting me like a hog.
After a few minutes I felt Tom tense and I whimpered as his teen firehose spewed cum up my ravaged ass.
No sooner had Tom retracted himself from me then Brent pulled out of my throat too, and I couldn't help but wretch as it dilated my tonsils on the way out. I watched my son as he shuffled round the bed to take Tom's place between my legs, silently begging him with my eyes, but all he did was grin wickedly as he slid himself into me, stretching my hole even wider, his cock pushing even deeper into my body and making me sob at the pain.
I looked away from my son's uncaring expression in the pitiful hope of finding at least a little sympathy from my wife. But she wasn't even looking at me; her head was resting back leisurely on a pillow, her eyes closed and her legs over Billy's shoulders as he pummelled his wide shaft into her ass with a ferocity and urgency that was genuinely alarming.
Then I saw another of my son's friends stepping up from the observers, an eager grin on his face. He took hold of my head roughly, and pushed his cock into my mouth, forcing me to suck it.
I suddenly felt as though I were outside myself, looking down at the bizarre proceedings, my wife getting fucked by one of our son's friends as he fucked my ass with what I can only describe as a mad frenzy, as one of his other friends pounded my throat, his balls practically breaking my nose every time he pushed in, and a gang of other teenage boys watching with delight, waiting their turn.
Billy lasted a couple more minutes before shooting his wadd up Sarah's ass, after which she got unsteadily up from the bed and announced she was off for a shower and a nap, bidding all the boys goodnight.
One after another the boys fucked my ass and my mouth, filling my innards with cum from both ends, before taking their place back in the queue and waiting their turn again. The pain and humiliation was long forgotten as I eagerly took each newcomer in my ass with a moan of pleasure, hungrily gobbling down the endless array of juicy dicks that came to my face. I must've sucked Brent again twice, and he took one more shot at my ass, his smooth easy inward slide such a contrast to the initial agony the last time, and I wrapped my legs around him as he pounded me hard, Liam's cock hammering into my mouth.
Then the football team showed up, and the baseball team, which kicked everything up a notch. The group bundled back out into the lounge to continue the party with the fresh supply of beer and marijuana, while the handsome football team captain, his young body bulging with smooth, powerful muscle, busted me a new pussy with his double-wide cock, feeling like he was ramming a c***d's arm up my butt rather than a dick, the hulking quarterback pumping my mouth. And when they were done, another pair of players strutted in to take their place, and then another. By the time Sarah woke up again over two hours later I'd taken each newcomer in one of my holes at least once, and the line was going round again, some of the original group managing to cut in and get laid again.
"Well, honey, isn't this just the best party ever?" Sarah cooed to me a little while later as she lay on her back, the baseball team captain ramming his footlong erection up her ass while little Billy fucked me doggystyle, one of the thuggish line-backers stretching my newly trained throat. "It's odd to think that none of this might have happened if you hadn't fucked up so bad last night. So I suppose I should be thanking you, really."
I swivelled my tired eyes over to her as I felt Billy shoot in my ass, hearing the stud fucking Sarah wonder out loud if my ass was loose enough to take a baseball bat, one of his teammates skipping out of the room to grab a bat from his bag. She simply smiled sweetly at me, and then became preoccupied as her beau shoved his tongue down her throat as he mated with her ass like a seasoned pornstar, only surfacing again when she heard me screaming around the line-backer's shaft as the aluminium baseball bat was pushed inside me, followed about ten minutes later by the quarterback's massive fist, and by time he managed to push in up to his elbow the whole party including Brent had piled back into the room to watch the spectacle.
As the line-backer splurted down my throat and got up, I laid my head on the mattress, a little dazed smile coming to my stretched lips as the quarterback managed to get his elbow into me too. I had to admit, though I never would have thought I would, I was silently thanking me, too. That was my last coherent thought before my head was yanked up and I was faced with my wife's cum-smeared cunt again, burrowing my face in it yet again to suck of yet another gloopy creampie, as the quarterback's twenty inch biceps began to stretch my asshole to the max.
"Now, Stanley, I want you to go to town on this pussy like your life depends on it." Sarah said instructively as she lowered herself down onto my face, her ass facing the room. "Show these boys how a wimpy, pathetic cuckold services his wife."
What could I do but obey? As her gaping snatch pressed against my mouth, the laughter and jeers of the boys ringing in my ears, I extended my tongue to lap gently at the lips of her labia and her clit. I heard her gasp above me as I teased the folds of flesh, and as always she began to get wetter, the scent of her sex overpowering my senses. As I dug deeper with my tongue, her weight pushing my face ever deeper into her muff, I heard her grunt, and my wide open mouth was suddenly filled with a glob of gooey, tangy fluid.
I swallowed it dutifully down even as I realised that she was feeding me the god-knows-how-many loads of the boys' spunk she was holding up inside her, but I felt oddly floaty and disconnected as the flow increased to a steady trickle, her sweet womanly nectar infused with the fresh zesty flavour of potent teenage spooge.
The boys were cheering and roaring with laughter like they were at a wrestling match as my wife ground her crotch into my face, and I knew that even over the noise they could hear my enthusiastic slurps as I munched on her pussy. The flavour of the juices spilling out of her was overwhelming and I sucked and tongued her more and more fervently, trying to get more of it, like trying to lick the last of a tasty sauce from a jar when you tongue isn't quite long enough. My cock was rampant against my belly, and I wondered if the humiliation combined with the flavour of my wife's cum dump was going to make me cum involuntarily again.
A shadow suddenly fell over me and I looked up to see my son towering over me like a god, fully naked, his majestic cock rising from his crotch like a rocket ready to launch. His youthful familiar face was twisted with a malevolent leer as he looked down at me, watching me drink the cum loads from him and his buddies from his mother's pussy like it was the fountain of youth.
"Here dad!" he sneered. "Let me help you with that."
He swung a foot up onto the bed, so that our audience could still see the perverted act going on between my wife's legs, his fat balls resting heavily on my forehead, lined himself up, and rammed his huge rod all the way into the cunt he had slid out of eighteen years ago with a vulgar squelch. The underside of his cock glided across my burrowing tongue, and before I even knew what was happening I was licking my son's heavy, sweaty balls, so much bigger than mine.
"HA! Yeah dad, suck on my balls!" He hollered, giving his watching friends a rowdy 'rock-on' hand sign. He wiggled his hips around, sloshing his cock around inside his mom like he was drilling for oil, and then he quickly yanked himself back out. A torrent of slime gushed out of her, and into my waiting mouth. I gagged for a moment but then began to guzzle the juice down, no longer really caring about the jeers and cat-calls the boys were throwing at me.
As the torrent began to reduce again Brent once more lined himself up and slid into Sarah, claiming his mom's snatch, and then pulled out to let another gusher rain out into my face. Then he slammed in again, and began to pound her hard, holding tight to her hips so that her cunt remained over my face as he fucked more and more of the spunk out of her into my wide open mouth, my tongue extended to catch any stray drops, his balls bashing into my forehead.
As the torrent began to subside, and I began to realise that I'd swallowed down all the pent up cum she had to feed me, Brent slowed down too, before carefully withdrawing his rod from his mom, causing the slime-covered helmet to drag across my tongue.
"Ooh year dad, that feels good!" my son grunted as he rubbed back and forth across my tongue, which for some reason I hadn't retracted, keeping it stuck out to slurp the last of my mistress's pussy juices.
He did this a few more times, the watching boys howling with laughter, raising cries of 'faggot!' and 'fuckin' cocksucker!' Then he stood up straight, looking down at me from above past his throbbing cock a cold hard look in his eyes that made me tremble as to what was coming next.
"Keep that tongue out, wimp!" he snarled. "Come on, tickle mom's clit with your tongue."
"Do as he says, dear," Sarah put in, arching her back so that I had to stretch my tongue as far out as I could to reach her clit, teasing me with it. Oh god, I was so close my cock was practically trembling.
Brent smirked down at me as I followed his and his mother's orders, then pressed the head of his cock up against her clit so I was tickling that with my tongue as well, and he started to leak heavily.
"God, you're such a fuckin' loser, dad." He spat, as he changed his angle of attack and sank his cock into my mouth and down my throat. With my wife sitting astride me and my head between my son's legs there was nothing I could do to get away, and I gagged as my own son forced me to fellate him, his superior cock violating my throat until his balls were resting on my nose. I couldn't stop it; as my gullet struggled helplessly around his thick fleshy shaft I felt my cock jerking about as I came, my balls dribbling what was left of their contents onto my stomach.
"Oh my god, that's hot!" I heard Sarah say as she lifted her weight off me and turned to get a better look at the humiliating proceedings. I doubted anybody had even noticed my orgasm. "That's right, honey, suck your son's enormous cock. Billy, why don't you come over here and fuck my ass again with that thick cock of yours while Brent's teaching his father how a wimp husband thanks the proper man who has been satisfying his wife for him."
My streaming eyes saw a short stocky youth jump to his feet and scamper over to us and out of my field of view, and a moment later the bed was rocking as he plunged into my wife's ass and began humping into her fervently, making her moan and grunt.
"And while my husband is pleasuring my son, why don't one of you other boys come up here and pop his cherry? I can't keep all of you satisfied on my own, and I'm sure he'd be happy to help me with that, wouldn't you honey?" She said to me sweetly, though she knew I couldn't respond with my mouth plugged with our son's monster. "And once Billy here is done I think I'll take a nap next door, it's been a long day. Brent, didn't you say something about the school football team?"
"Yeah, mom, they wanted to come last night but they had a game in another county. I called the captain earlier and he was pretty pleased when I told him it was still going on, and that there was pussy to go around, so he and about eight guys from the team will be here in about half an hour. They're all fucking the Glee club fags so they won't mind pounding dad for a while. They said a couple of guys from the baseball team wanted to join in too, if you're okay with that?"
"Yes, that's fine dear, but I simply have to have a nap if I'm going to have all those boys as well as all of you again tonight. But if I'm still asleep when they arrive I'm sure your father won't mind taking care of them all until I'm ready for them."
I listened to all this in a daze as Brent began to fuck my face with a natural dominance I had only been partly aware he possessed, turning my throat into a pussy so effortlessly that it made my eyes water even more. At Sarah's suggestion, Tom had eagerly jumped up, his long thin cock, longer even than Brent's, leading the way, and he grinned down at me eagerly as he approached, before he went out of my sight around Brent's thrusting butt. I felt the mattress sag as he climbed on, and then I felt my legs yanked up over my body and spread apart. I quickly realised that it was my son holding my ankles, making sure his friend had easy access.
I screamed around Brent's cock as Liam rammed more than half his mercifully slim cock inside me, forcing my asshole wide open, followed immediately by the remaining five or more inches. The two boys high-fived as they began to pump me in unison, spit-roasting me like a hog.
After a few minutes I felt Tom tense and I whimpered as his teen firehose spewed cum up my ravaged ass.
No sooner had Tom retracted himself from me then Brent pulled out of my throat too, and I couldn't help but wretch as it dilated my tonsils on the way out. I watched my son as he shuffled round the bed to take Tom's place between my legs, silently begging him with my eyes, but all he did was grin wickedly as he slid himself into me, stretching my hole even wider, his cock pushing even deeper into my body and making me sob at the pain.
I looked away from my son's uncaring expression in the pitiful hope of finding at least a little sympathy from my wife. But she wasn't even looking at me; her head was resting back leisurely on a pillow, her eyes closed and her legs over Billy's shoulders as he pummelled his wide shaft into her ass with a ferocity and urgency that was genuinely alarming.
Then I saw another of my son's friends stepping up from the observers, an eager grin on his face. He took hold of my head roughly, and pushed his cock into my mouth, forcing me to suck it.
I suddenly felt as though I were outside myself, looking down at the bizarre proceedings, my wife getting fucked by one of our son's friends as he fucked my ass with what I can only describe as a mad frenzy, as one of his other friends pounded my throat, his balls practically breaking my nose every time he pushed in, and a gang of other teenage boys watching with delight, waiting their turn.
Billy lasted a couple more minutes before shooting his wadd up Sarah's ass, after which she got unsteadily up from the bed and announced she was off for a shower and a nap, bidding all the boys goodnight.
One after another the boys fucked my ass and my mouth, filling my innards with cum from both ends, before taking their place back in the queue and waiting their turn again. The pain and humiliation was long forgotten as I eagerly took each newcomer in my ass with a moan of pleasure, hungrily gobbling down the endless array of juicy dicks that came to my face. I must've sucked Brent again twice, and he took one more shot at my ass, his smooth easy inward slide such a contrast to the initial agony the last time, and I wrapped my legs around him as he pounded me hard, Liam's cock hammering into my mouth.
Then the football team showed up, and the baseball team, which kicked everything up a notch. The group bundled back out into the lounge to continue the party with the fresh supply of beer and marijuana, while the handsome football team captain, his young body bulging with smooth, powerful muscle, busted me a new pussy with his double-wide cock, feeling like he was ramming a c***d's arm up my butt rather than a dick, the hulking quarterback pumping my mouth. And when they were done, another pair of players strutted in to take their place, and then another. By the time Sarah woke up again over two hours later I'd taken each newcomer in one of my holes at least once, and the line was going round again, some of the original group managing to cut in and get laid again.
"Well, honey, isn't this just the best party ever?" Sarah cooed to me a little while later as she lay on her back, the baseball team captain ramming his footlong erection up her ass while little Billy fucked me doggystyle, one of the thuggish line-backers stretching my newly trained throat. "It's odd to think that none of this might have happened if you hadn't fucked up so bad last night. So I suppose I should be thanking you, really."
I swivelled my tired eyes over to her as I felt Billy shoot in my ass, hearing the stud fucking Sarah wonder out loud if my ass was loose enough to take a baseball bat, one of his teammates skipping out of the room to grab a bat from his bag. She simply smiled sweetly at me, and then became preoccupied as her beau shoved his tongue down her throat as he mated with her ass like a seasoned pornstar, only surfacing again when she heard me screaming around the line-backer's shaft as the aluminium baseball bat was pushed inside me, followed about ten minutes later by the quarterback's massive fist, and by time he managed to push in up to his elbow the whole party including Brent had piled back into the room to watch the spectacle.
As the line-backer splurted down my throat and got up, I laid my head on the mattress, a little dazed smile coming to my stretched lips as the quarterback managed to get his elbow into me too. I had to admit, though I never would have thought I would, I was silently thanking me, too. That was my last coherent thought before my head was yanked up and I was faced with my wife's cum-smeared cunt again, burrowing my face in it yet again to suck of yet another gloopy creampie, as the quarterback's twenty inch biceps began to stretch my asshole to the max.
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