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He didn’t call. For three days I didn’t hear from him. I was desperate. I needed him. He was like a d**g, and I was his addict. Then out of the blue he rang.
“I thought I’d done something wrong,” I whined.
He had a friend, he’d be around in thirty minutes.
I opened the door to him. Let him in.
“Wow, you’re just like you are in that movie I saw you in!”
I led him upstairs. He was short, not muscular, but toned. He was much darker than Tyson, his cock very dark meat. He flipped me onto the bed, and slowly fucked me, taking his time, slowly building, faster, and faster, harder and harder. The pent up release was like a dam breaking, as at last I came, without fingering myself. He didn’t last long after that. I cleaned his cock with my tongue. He dressed. Handed me an envelope, and left.
Tyson arrived about an hour later, looking very pleased with himself. A couple had arrived in town, business associates, could I………………?
I dressed like the slut that I was. A short leather skirt, and a sheer black blouse, stockings, and killer heels. They arrived two hours after my earlier caller had left. They were from Alabama. He called me M’am, she called me Honey. He looked like O.J Simpson, she looked like Michelle Obama. Her lips were wet, and soft, as I kissed her, he lifted my skirt, and put his hand between my legs. I moved my feet, allowing him access, and was rewarded with two fingers in my wet, and ever hungry cunt. I moaned, enjoying the feeling of him, and her. I went down on her, her thighs gripping my head, as she came in one massive orgasm, squirting in my face, his cock sliding in and out of me as his wife watched from below. How I love black cock. Big black, beautiful black cock. His balls were huge, bigger than Tyson’s. I licked them, sucked them, teased them. He fucked me like his life depended on it, she watched, sitting where Eamon had sat a week before. Unlike him she soon joined us, her fleshy labia on my face, my tongue in her pink cunt, I loved the contrast, black on the outside, pink in. I was coming, again and again, but managed to pleasure her, fingers, and tongue. I slipped a finger into her arse, then two. She pushed back onto them.
“Fuck my arse,” I gasped.
“Is that extra, M’am? He asked.
Extra? The penny dropped.
“Just fuck my arse,” I ordered.
He filled me, fucking my arse hard. I clenched against his thickness. His wife working my clit with her tongue.
“Wow,” she said afterwards, “you are great, worth every dollar, and multi orgasmic, you are lucky!”
The envelope, joined the other.
Eamon watched them leave, as did the twins. They didn’t say anything. The twins just giggled, and whispered. I was hungry, I checked the fridge. My phone rang. Tyson. I rushed upstairs, and dressed. The black mini skirt, the sheer blouse. Wet wipes, where were the fucking wet wipes!
He arrived, walked in as if he owned not only me, but the house. He took one look at me, picked me up, in his big strong arms, and kissed me. His tongue in my mouth, I responded, kissing him back. I felt him lift the back of my skirt, and fondle my bum, I shivered, my nipples hardened and I felt that by now familiar feeling in my cunt. I was breathless when he put me back down, my heart pounding, my pussy aching, although I’d been fucked, and very well fucked, twice that afternoon, well three times if you included that gorgeous woman. Did he want me to entertain another of his friends who had arrived unexpectedly, and who would leave an envelope, I wondered. Or did he want to fuck me, with that wonderful big black cock. I didn’t mind which, but knew I wanted it. My pussy was wet with anticipation. He owned me, and I wanted him to use me, even if he was pimping me. As long as it was black, I’d fuck it. I squeezed his cock through his trousers, then unzipped him, and slipped my hand inside. He wasn’t wearing pants, he never did. I felt his cock stiffen, but he pushed my hand away.
“Later slut, later.” He said. “Tomorrow we are having a party here. So you, you pathetic little man, get the beers, and some food. You can come, and watch the brothers fucking your wife. You slut, get your hair done, beauty treatments, the works. Make sure your hungry wet cunt is smooth, and your arse, they are going to get plenty of action. Take your two little sluts with you, make sure they are presentable, the same of you. Understand?”
Eamon just nodded. Wimp. This young guy had just told him he was putting on a party in his house, and he was paying. Also that his wife was to be the fuck-toy, and probably his daughters as well.
“Now that’s clear, you can suck my cock, your girls can watch, and see how a black loving whore pleasures her man.”
I was on my knees in a flash, pulling his cock out of his trousers, my lips closing over his cock head. At the same time, I used my hands to unbutton his jeans, and pull them down, so I could reach his balls, his magnificent big black balls. I ran my finger between them, them brushed over his anus. His cock was hard now. Hard. Erect. Veined. Black. So black. So hard. So fucking big. I ran my tongue along its length, around his balls.
“You two sluts, come closer, so you can watch properly,” He commanded. “And you pathetic shit, make sure you film this real good. Eamon nodded his head from behind his view finder.
I felt the girls either side of me, but didn’t pause. They shouldn’t be here, watching me, their mother sucking a black mans cock, any cock come to that. I didn’t care, I just wanted his come in my throat, the feeling of his cock pulsating in my mouth. He grabbed my hair, and began fucking my mouth. I gagged, more than once, saliva ran down my chin. I came, but the sound was muffled by the cock in my mouth. My right hand was between my legs, rubbing my clit, fingering my wet cunt. He fucked hard, ramming his cock in and out, all the time gripping my hair. I was aware of Eamon with his camera, filming the depraved scene. He pulled out, let go of my hair, he turned to Vicky,
“You, you do it.”
She hesitated for a heart beat, before tentatively taking my place. She opened her mouth wide, but still struggled to get his cock in her mouth, but she did it. He was gentle with her, surprisingly so. He let her taste, and adjust to his massive size. Then it was Monica’s turn. She was greedy for it, and I noticed her skirt was hiked up at the front, her white knickers pulled to one side. She licked his shaft, cupped his balls, then again closed her lips over his bulbous head.
“Enough, now let your slut mother make me come.”
I worked his cock, using both hands, and my mouth. He came, a huge amount, rope after rope, as he ejaculated into my mouth.
“Don’t swallow it all, you greedy whore, share it!”
I kissed them both in turn, pushing his come into their mouths, a little for each. Then Monica took his cock, and milked the remaining drops from him.
Our hair had been done. An afternoon in the beauty parlour. My cunt was smooth, not a hair remained on my body. My eyebrows shaped, false eye lashes applied. The girl had liked my tattoo, the one above my pussy, she ran a finger over it, making me shiver. My legs parted slightly. She smiled at me, then ran her fingers over my outer labia, causing it to part.
“Mmm,” she said. “Nice and smooth, let me check your anus, make sure I’ve not missed anything.”
I rolled over, onto my knees, arse in the air. I felt her gaze on my most private part. I felt her hot breath on my bum. A finger brushed my sphincter, it clenched automatically, and I groaned. She reached between my legs, a single finger ran along my slit, parting my labia.
“God, you’re so wet,” she exclaimed. Her finger continued, until she found my anus again. Her finger circled it. I felt her breath, then her finger lightly traced its way back to my wet cunt. Then it was inside me, then a second, as her tongue rimmed my puckered hole. I was coming, a third finger in my pussy tipped me over the edge. I gripped the edge of the white plastic bed, “mmmmmmmmmm, yesssssssssss, oh fuck, yesssss.” I groaned.
I turned, twisting towards her. She was pretty, brown eyes, but blonde, lightly tanned. I kissed her red lips, her mouth opened, welcoming my tongue. I tasted myself, as I explored her mouth. I pulled opened her white work coat. She wore just a flesh coloured bra, and matching panties. I unclipped her bra, and let it drop to the floor. I bit her nipple, then sucked it. I felt it stiffen in my mouth, my hand between her legs, her knickers wet, I began to pull them down.
“No, not here……I, I…” she said.
I ignored her, pushed her back, pulled her knickers over her shoes, then buried my face in her fragrant pussy. Her back arched, as her legs widened, as I devoured her. Her juices flooded into my mouth. She was panting, I knew she was close. I got up, on top of her, my head between her legs, my cunt above her face. I felt her tongue again, and lowered myself down onto it. Sixty nine, lovely sixty nine. I came, it washed over me, and I buried my face into her wet dripping cunt, as she too came.
We dressed, slowly. Her name was Ingrid.
“I’m sorry, I don’t know what came over me,” she said, slightly embarrassed.
“Don’t be,” I said. I kissed her mouth again. She responded.
“What are the tattoos for,” she asked.
“They mean I only fuck black men, I’m black owned.”
“Oh!” She replied.
“We must do this again, I’ll ring you,” I said. “Soon.”
The twins stood in my bedroom. Eamon sat on his chair, the camera obscured his face. Tyson wanted him to film us getting ready for the party. They took there dressing gowns off, they were naked beneath. I looked at them. They were excited, but also nervous about the coming evening. Their make-up was done, or rather like mine, over done. False eye- lashes, of course. They had, like me been waxed, although they had a little pubic hair, just a little landing strip above their virgin pussy’s. We lay back on the bed, feet toward Eamon. We spread our legs for the camera, then opened our labia’s with our fingers. I looked at the lens, at the sweating pathetic cameraman, as he zoomed in on my cunt, on his daughters cunts. Fuck the film wasn’t even for him, it was for Tyson, who would put it on a pay site, even if he did want to watch it, he would have to pay. I slipped a finger inside myself, then licked it clean.
We dressed. Red diamond net stockings, red suspender belts. red heels, and red sheer panties. That was it, but for a red soft leather collars, buckled around our necks.
“Will it hurt?” Vicky suddenly asked.
“Will what hurt,” I questioned.
“When Tyson fuck me?”
“He might not fuck you,” I said.
“Oh,” she said.
“You want him to?” I asked.
“Yes,” she said.
“Well, it will hurt a bit, at first, and you can shout, scream if you want, but then that will soon pass,” I said.
“Then I’ll come like you do, I want to come like you,” Vicky said.
They began to arrive, the young bucks, some with their own black owned sluts. Tyson arrived eventually, with Laura on his arm. She kissed me, her tongue in my mouth, as Tyson berated Eamon for not filming us, her bare tits pressed on mine, I caressed her arse, she was naked, but for her heels.
Someone turned the music up loud, and the beer flowed. I watched the girls, walking topless through the throng, in their sheer knickers, keeping together. Their breasts swayed as they walked, I noticed their nipples were erect.
“I like your tattoos,” Laura said, smiling.
“The same as yours,” I replied.
“Only yours are bigger, your idea, or his?” Laura asked.
“Mine,” I replied.
“He wants to breed you,” Laura said, as if it were an everyday comment.
“I know,” I replied.
“And,” Laura asked.
“And nothing, if that’s what he wants, then that’s what I’ll do. What about you?”
“I’m late, so I might be, bit early to be sure,” she said.
“Hey slut, time you welcomed my friends to your house,” Tyson said.
“At last,” I thought.
They took me, one by one, at first. I looked towards the girls, Tyson was fondling their breasts. Monica had her hand in his trousers, gripping his cock. My view was obscured, as a buck put his cock in my mouth. I savoured it, as the cock in my cunt throbbed and came. Another replaced it, fucking me hard. I came quickly, not an earth shattering one, but satisfying nether the less. I looked again, and saw Tyson had brought the twins close, so they could watch their whore mother being fucked, as he fingered them both. I closed my eyes, and came again, this time loudly. I groaned as they lifted me, adjusted my position, so they could penetrate my arse, as they fucked my cunt, as they fucked my mouth. Airtight. Monica told me twelve young bucks fucked me, fucked all my holes. I oozed cum. The cleaner was brought to me. He licked the come from my orifices, licked, and swallowed other men’s cum, hot from his slut wife’s holes. They laughed at him, then he went back to wait, camera again in his hand, until he was called on again.
It was Laura’s turn to be used, as she sucked cock, I was led away, upstairs, in front of me, two bottoms, round and firm, like a pair of peaches. Monica, and Vicky. Tyson led the way, Eamon followed, his eyes bright with excitement. As I looked up, I saw between their legs, their knickers were wet.
They stood in front of the bed, kissing each other, then slowly pulled each other panties down, kissing each other as their lips passed the others pussy’s. Tyson watched as I stroked his massive cock. I was anxious for them, and excited as well, I wanted Tyson to enjoy them, I wanted him to enjoy me as well. I was his totally, and that meant my daughters as well, we were all his to do with what he wanted. Together we sucked his cock, it was as hard as I’ve ever seen it. Then he slipped it inside my cunt, fucked me quickly, until I came, the had the girls suck it clean.
Vicky lay on her back, her legs spread wide, as he positioned his cock at her pussy’s entrance. She was wet, Monica had seen to that. I wondered if they’d gone down on each other before, then knew they had. He pushed, and the the head disappeared inside her, she yelled, bit her fist, then gripped the matteress, as he penetrated her, slowly, but steadily. She took about half of it, just six inches, then he pulled back, then inched back in. Her hand gripped his back, her nails raked skin, drawing blood. He slid deeper, then deeper still. He legs came up, gripping his waist. She came then, her first penetrative orgasm, her eyes wide, “Mummmmmmmm, its fucking wonderffffffffffful, yesssssssssss, oh fuckkkkkkkkkk.”
He didn’t pound her, he knew she was tight, and would take time to adjust to his huge member. He pulled out, gently, it was Monica’s turn, she lay beside her sister, rubbing her clit, two fingers inside herself.
“I want it all,” she said. “Remember, all of it.”
As he forced his cock into her, wet from her sisters cunt, she said, “Remember, all of it.”
He smiled, and penetrated her, slowly feeding it into her. He stopped, after four or so inches, pulled back, then pushed forward again. Her eyes were open, looking at him. She nodded, and he slammed it all the way into her. She screamed, then it hit her, his cock deep inside her, she came, she came screaming. My girl.
He fucked them each three more times, he didn’t come. They took all his cock, in their tight, and no longer virgin cunts. He made them come, just as he made me come.
He came eventually, sharing it with the three of us, as Eamon filmed it, his cock hard, seemed to have grown. Tyson took the camera, and made Eamon drop his trousers. His cock stood out hard in front of him. I shook my head. He was so turned on by his daughters being fucked he had grown a pair.
“You can fuck them,” Tyson said.
Eamon stood there, like a rabbit caught in headlamps.
“Go on, fuck all three, or just one,” Tyson said. “You three sluts, lay on the bed, spread your legs, spread your cunts, hold them open for him.”
Vicky was closest, he climbed on her, she lifted her bum, and his cock disappeared inside her, he fucked her, rapidly. Thrusting half a dozen times in her stretched cunt, then he rolled off her, and did the same to her sister. Then to my amazement, he moved back to Vicky, and again fucked her. He lasted three thrust, before he grunted, and came inside her, he stiffened, and forced his little cock as deep as he could inside her, before rolling off. He lay beside them, his cock slowly shrinking, a little come dripped onto the sheet.
“Clean up your mess,” I said.
He did as I commanded, though I think it was something he wanted to do. He licked his come from her cunt, probed with his tongue, until she was clean. He went back to his corner.
“You are mine, remember. I own your cunts, like I own your mothers. Understand?” Tyson asked.
“Thank you,” they chimed together.
“Good girls.”
“Will we have your babies?” Vicky asked.
“You and your mother one day, tomorrow you get your tattoos.”
“I thought I’d done something wrong,” I whined.
He had a friend, he’d be around in thirty minutes.
I opened the door to him. Let him in.
“Wow, you’re just like you are in that movie I saw you in!”
I led him upstairs. He was short, not muscular, but toned. He was much darker than Tyson, his cock very dark meat. He flipped me onto the bed, and slowly fucked me, taking his time, slowly building, faster, and faster, harder and harder. The pent up release was like a dam breaking, as at last I came, without fingering myself. He didn’t last long after that. I cleaned his cock with my tongue. He dressed. Handed me an envelope, and left.
Tyson arrived about an hour later, looking very pleased with himself. A couple had arrived in town, business associates, could I………………?
I dressed like the slut that I was. A short leather skirt, and a sheer black blouse, stockings, and killer heels. They arrived two hours after my earlier caller had left. They were from Alabama. He called me M’am, she called me Honey. He looked like O.J Simpson, she looked like Michelle Obama. Her lips were wet, and soft, as I kissed her, he lifted my skirt, and put his hand between my legs. I moved my feet, allowing him access, and was rewarded with two fingers in my wet, and ever hungry cunt. I moaned, enjoying the feeling of him, and her. I went down on her, her thighs gripping my head, as she came in one massive orgasm, squirting in my face, his cock sliding in and out of me as his wife watched from below. How I love black cock. Big black, beautiful black cock. His balls were huge, bigger than Tyson’s. I licked them, sucked them, teased them. He fucked me like his life depended on it, she watched, sitting where Eamon had sat a week before. Unlike him she soon joined us, her fleshy labia on my face, my tongue in her pink cunt, I loved the contrast, black on the outside, pink in. I was coming, again and again, but managed to pleasure her, fingers, and tongue. I slipped a finger into her arse, then two. She pushed back onto them.
“Fuck my arse,” I gasped.
“Is that extra, M’am? He asked.
Extra? The penny dropped.
“Just fuck my arse,” I ordered.
He filled me, fucking my arse hard. I clenched against his thickness. His wife working my clit with her tongue.
“Wow,” she said afterwards, “you are great, worth every dollar, and multi orgasmic, you are lucky!”
The envelope, joined the other.
Eamon watched them leave, as did the twins. They didn’t say anything. The twins just giggled, and whispered. I was hungry, I checked the fridge. My phone rang. Tyson. I rushed upstairs, and dressed. The black mini skirt, the sheer blouse. Wet wipes, where were the fucking wet wipes!
He arrived, walked in as if he owned not only me, but the house. He took one look at me, picked me up, in his big strong arms, and kissed me. His tongue in my mouth, I responded, kissing him back. I felt him lift the back of my skirt, and fondle my bum, I shivered, my nipples hardened and I felt that by now familiar feeling in my cunt. I was breathless when he put me back down, my heart pounding, my pussy aching, although I’d been fucked, and very well fucked, twice that afternoon, well three times if you included that gorgeous woman. Did he want me to entertain another of his friends who had arrived unexpectedly, and who would leave an envelope, I wondered. Or did he want to fuck me, with that wonderful big black cock. I didn’t mind which, but knew I wanted it. My pussy was wet with anticipation. He owned me, and I wanted him to use me, even if he was pimping me. As long as it was black, I’d fuck it. I squeezed his cock through his trousers, then unzipped him, and slipped my hand inside. He wasn’t wearing pants, he never did. I felt his cock stiffen, but he pushed my hand away.
“Later slut, later.” He said. “Tomorrow we are having a party here. So you, you pathetic little man, get the beers, and some food. You can come, and watch the brothers fucking your wife. You slut, get your hair done, beauty treatments, the works. Make sure your hungry wet cunt is smooth, and your arse, they are going to get plenty of action. Take your two little sluts with you, make sure they are presentable, the same of you. Understand?”
Eamon just nodded. Wimp. This young guy had just told him he was putting on a party in his house, and he was paying. Also that his wife was to be the fuck-toy, and probably his daughters as well.
“Now that’s clear, you can suck my cock, your girls can watch, and see how a black loving whore pleasures her man.”
I was on my knees in a flash, pulling his cock out of his trousers, my lips closing over his cock head. At the same time, I used my hands to unbutton his jeans, and pull them down, so I could reach his balls, his magnificent big black balls. I ran my finger between them, them brushed over his anus. His cock was hard now. Hard. Erect. Veined. Black. So black. So hard. So fucking big. I ran my tongue along its length, around his balls.
“You two sluts, come closer, so you can watch properly,” He commanded. “And you pathetic shit, make sure you film this real good. Eamon nodded his head from behind his view finder.
I felt the girls either side of me, but didn’t pause. They shouldn’t be here, watching me, their mother sucking a black mans cock, any cock come to that. I didn’t care, I just wanted his come in my throat, the feeling of his cock pulsating in my mouth. He grabbed my hair, and began fucking my mouth. I gagged, more than once, saliva ran down my chin. I came, but the sound was muffled by the cock in my mouth. My right hand was between my legs, rubbing my clit, fingering my wet cunt. He fucked hard, ramming his cock in and out, all the time gripping my hair. I was aware of Eamon with his camera, filming the depraved scene. He pulled out, let go of my hair, he turned to Vicky,
“You, you do it.”
She hesitated for a heart beat, before tentatively taking my place. She opened her mouth wide, but still struggled to get his cock in her mouth, but she did it. He was gentle with her, surprisingly so. He let her taste, and adjust to his massive size. Then it was Monica’s turn. She was greedy for it, and I noticed her skirt was hiked up at the front, her white knickers pulled to one side. She licked his shaft, cupped his balls, then again closed her lips over his bulbous head.
“Enough, now let your slut mother make me come.”
I worked his cock, using both hands, and my mouth. He came, a huge amount, rope after rope, as he ejaculated into my mouth.
“Don’t swallow it all, you greedy whore, share it!”
I kissed them both in turn, pushing his come into their mouths, a little for each. Then Monica took his cock, and milked the remaining drops from him.
Our hair had been done. An afternoon in the beauty parlour. My cunt was smooth, not a hair remained on my body. My eyebrows shaped, false eye lashes applied. The girl had liked my tattoo, the one above my pussy, she ran a finger over it, making me shiver. My legs parted slightly. She smiled at me, then ran her fingers over my outer labia, causing it to part.
“Mmm,” she said. “Nice and smooth, let me check your anus, make sure I’ve not missed anything.”
I rolled over, onto my knees, arse in the air. I felt her gaze on my most private part. I felt her hot breath on my bum. A finger brushed my sphincter, it clenched automatically, and I groaned. She reached between my legs, a single finger ran along my slit, parting my labia.
“God, you’re so wet,” she exclaimed. Her finger continued, until she found my anus again. Her finger circled it. I felt her breath, then her finger lightly traced its way back to my wet cunt. Then it was inside me, then a second, as her tongue rimmed my puckered hole. I was coming, a third finger in my pussy tipped me over the edge. I gripped the edge of the white plastic bed, “mmmmmmmmmm, yesssssssssss, oh fuck, yesssss.” I groaned.
I turned, twisting towards her. She was pretty, brown eyes, but blonde, lightly tanned. I kissed her red lips, her mouth opened, welcoming my tongue. I tasted myself, as I explored her mouth. I pulled opened her white work coat. She wore just a flesh coloured bra, and matching panties. I unclipped her bra, and let it drop to the floor. I bit her nipple, then sucked it. I felt it stiffen in my mouth, my hand between her legs, her knickers wet, I began to pull them down.
“No, not here……I, I…” she said.
I ignored her, pushed her back, pulled her knickers over her shoes, then buried my face in her fragrant pussy. Her back arched, as her legs widened, as I devoured her. Her juices flooded into my mouth. She was panting, I knew she was close. I got up, on top of her, my head between her legs, my cunt above her face. I felt her tongue again, and lowered myself down onto it. Sixty nine, lovely sixty nine. I came, it washed over me, and I buried my face into her wet dripping cunt, as she too came.
We dressed, slowly. Her name was Ingrid.
“I’m sorry, I don’t know what came over me,” she said, slightly embarrassed.
“Don’t be,” I said. I kissed her mouth again. She responded.
“What are the tattoos for,” she asked.
“They mean I only fuck black men, I’m black owned.”
“Oh!” She replied.
“We must do this again, I’ll ring you,” I said. “Soon.”
The twins stood in my bedroom. Eamon sat on his chair, the camera obscured his face. Tyson wanted him to film us getting ready for the party. They took there dressing gowns off, they were naked beneath. I looked at them. They were excited, but also nervous about the coming evening. Their make-up was done, or rather like mine, over done. False eye- lashes, of course. They had, like me been waxed, although they had a little pubic hair, just a little landing strip above their virgin pussy’s. We lay back on the bed, feet toward Eamon. We spread our legs for the camera, then opened our labia’s with our fingers. I looked at the lens, at the sweating pathetic cameraman, as he zoomed in on my cunt, on his daughters cunts. Fuck the film wasn’t even for him, it was for Tyson, who would put it on a pay site, even if he did want to watch it, he would have to pay. I slipped a finger inside myself, then licked it clean.
We dressed. Red diamond net stockings, red suspender belts. red heels, and red sheer panties. That was it, but for a red soft leather collars, buckled around our necks.
“Will it hurt?” Vicky suddenly asked.
“Will what hurt,” I questioned.
“When Tyson fuck me?”
“He might not fuck you,” I said.
“Oh,” she said.
“You want him to?” I asked.
“Yes,” she said.
“Well, it will hurt a bit, at first, and you can shout, scream if you want, but then that will soon pass,” I said.
“Then I’ll come like you do, I want to come like you,” Vicky said.
They began to arrive, the young bucks, some with their own black owned sluts. Tyson arrived eventually, with Laura on his arm. She kissed me, her tongue in my mouth, as Tyson berated Eamon for not filming us, her bare tits pressed on mine, I caressed her arse, she was naked, but for her heels.
Someone turned the music up loud, and the beer flowed. I watched the girls, walking topless through the throng, in their sheer knickers, keeping together. Their breasts swayed as they walked, I noticed their nipples were erect.
“I like your tattoos,” Laura said, smiling.
“The same as yours,” I replied.
“Only yours are bigger, your idea, or his?” Laura asked.
“Mine,” I replied.
“He wants to breed you,” Laura said, as if it were an everyday comment.
“I know,” I replied.
“And,” Laura asked.
“And nothing, if that’s what he wants, then that’s what I’ll do. What about you?”
“I’m late, so I might be, bit early to be sure,” she said.
“Hey slut, time you welcomed my friends to your house,” Tyson said.
“At last,” I thought.
They took me, one by one, at first. I looked towards the girls, Tyson was fondling their breasts. Monica had her hand in his trousers, gripping his cock. My view was obscured, as a buck put his cock in my mouth. I savoured it, as the cock in my cunt throbbed and came. Another replaced it, fucking me hard. I came quickly, not an earth shattering one, but satisfying nether the less. I looked again, and saw Tyson had brought the twins close, so they could watch their whore mother being fucked, as he fingered them both. I closed my eyes, and came again, this time loudly. I groaned as they lifted me, adjusted my position, so they could penetrate my arse, as they fucked my cunt, as they fucked my mouth. Airtight. Monica told me twelve young bucks fucked me, fucked all my holes. I oozed cum. The cleaner was brought to me. He licked the come from my orifices, licked, and swallowed other men’s cum, hot from his slut wife’s holes. They laughed at him, then he went back to wait, camera again in his hand, until he was called on again.
It was Laura’s turn to be used, as she sucked cock, I was led away, upstairs, in front of me, two bottoms, round and firm, like a pair of peaches. Monica, and Vicky. Tyson led the way, Eamon followed, his eyes bright with excitement. As I looked up, I saw between their legs, their knickers were wet.
They stood in front of the bed, kissing each other, then slowly pulled each other panties down, kissing each other as their lips passed the others pussy’s. Tyson watched as I stroked his massive cock. I was anxious for them, and excited as well, I wanted Tyson to enjoy them, I wanted him to enjoy me as well. I was his totally, and that meant my daughters as well, we were all his to do with what he wanted. Together we sucked his cock, it was as hard as I’ve ever seen it. Then he slipped it inside my cunt, fucked me quickly, until I came, the had the girls suck it clean.
Vicky lay on her back, her legs spread wide, as he positioned his cock at her pussy’s entrance. She was wet, Monica had seen to that. I wondered if they’d gone down on each other before, then knew they had. He pushed, and the the head disappeared inside her, she yelled, bit her fist, then gripped the matteress, as he penetrated her, slowly, but steadily. She took about half of it, just six inches, then he pulled back, then inched back in. Her hand gripped his back, her nails raked skin, drawing blood. He slid deeper, then deeper still. He legs came up, gripping his waist. She came then, her first penetrative orgasm, her eyes wide, “Mummmmmmmm, its fucking wonderffffffffffful, yesssssssssss, oh fuckkkkkkkkkk.”
He didn’t pound her, he knew she was tight, and would take time to adjust to his huge member. He pulled out, gently, it was Monica’s turn, she lay beside her sister, rubbing her clit, two fingers inside herself.
“I want it all,” she said. “Remember, all of it.”
As he forced his cock into her, wet from her sisters cunt, she said, “Remember, all of it.”
He smiled, and penetrated her, slowly feeding it into her. He stopped, after four or so inches, pulled back, then pushed forward again. Her eyes were open, looking at him. She nodded, and he slammed it all the way into her. She screamed, then it hit her, his cock deep inside her, she came, she came screaming. My girl.
He fucked them each three more times, he didn’t come. They took all his cock, in their tight, and no longer virgin cunts. He made them come, just as he made me come.
He came eventually, sharing it with the three of us, as Eamon filmed it, his cock hard, seemed to have grown. Tyson took the camera, and made Eamon drop his trousers. His cock stood out hard in front of him. I shook my head. He was so turned on by his daughters being fucked he had grown a pair.
“You can fuck them,” Tyson said.
Eamon stood there, like a rabbit caught in headlamps.
“Go on, fuck all three, or just one,” Tyson said. “You three sluts, lay on the bed, spread your legs, spread your cunts, hold them open for him.”
Vicky was closest, he climbed on her, she lifted her bum, and his cock disappeared inside her, he fucked her, rapidly. Thrusting half a dozen times in her stretched cunt, then he rolled off her, and did the same to her sister. Then to my amazement, he moved back to Vicky, and again fucked her. He lasted three thrust, before he grunted, and came inside her, he stiffened, and forced his little cock as deep as he could inside her, before rolling off. He lay beside them, his cock slowly shrinking, a little come dripped onto the sheet.
“Clean up your mess,” I said.
He did as I commanded, though I think it was something he wanted to do. He licked his come from her cunt, probed with his tongue, until she was clean. He went back to his corner.
“You are mine, remember. I own your cunts, like I own your mothers. Understand?” Tyson asked.
“Thank you,” they chimed together.
“Good girls.”
“Will we have your babies?” Vicky asked.
“You and your mother one day, tomorrow you get your tattoos.”
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