Pamela Cooper - The wife_s horny in-laws

"Take a look at that!" Mike said in astonishment. "She even likes it from Ginny." Not being able to stand any more, he dropped to his knees behind the teenaged girl and fucked his cock into the tight, puckered hole of her ass.

"Unhh, unhhh, unhhhhh!" Ginny grunted, her mouth full of Trish's cunt, her ass squirming back to take in even more of her father's hard cock.

Trish looked down and realized it was the most erotic thing she had ever seen. By now, she was so horny that she felt slightly jealous of Ginny. She wanted Mike's beautiful prick to be fucked up her own ass. But to see the two of them was beautiful. She could see Mike fucking his huge slab of cockmeat in and out of his step-daughter's young asshole, both of his hands clawing at the girl's tits, crushing them out of shape. She could see Ginny's lovely face, smeared with the mixtures of cum and glowing with the ecstasy of being ass fucked.

The sight of the two was more than Trish could stand, and she began fucking wildly against Ginny's mouth, the young girl's lips making slurping, sucking noises whenever Trish's cunt pulled out of her reach.

She saw Mike's now-familiar body grow rigid and then begin slamming into Ginny's ass with resounding smacks. Ginny's eyes went suddenly wide as Mike's molten load of greasy cum splashed into her asshole. She began thrashing against her step-father, biting and sucking savagely at Trish's cunt in the madness of her passion. And then Trish felt herself exploding inside.

The others soon followed as they grunted and sweated on the basement floor.

"Well, I'm gonna get some of this," Charlie said, crossing the room and joining the fucking trio.

He grabbed Trish's tangled black hair and yanked her head to one side. Before she knew what was happening, the young woman felt Charlie's thick cockhead being shoved all the way into her throat. She didn't care. She wanted all of it and more. She wanted to be totally impaled with cocks. She wanted to be immersed and drowned in scalding jism.

Over and over, Trish felt the screaming waves of orgasm rip through her cunt walls and up through her tits. It swelled and shrieked through her body.

"Mmmmmff… mmmmmffff!" she grunted around the slimy shaft of Charlie's cock.

Mike collapsed across Ginny's back, his cum running down the backs of her thighs in thick streams. Ginny's moans dropped to soft whimpers as her own orgasm faded into soft tremblings, but she continued kissing and licking softly at Trish's sopping cunt. But Trish had ceased to notice either of them. She was totally imprisoned in the sensation of Ginny's cunt tonguing and the choking mass of Charlie's cock fucking between her own lips.

She lashed the fevered snake of her tongue over the sliding rod of Charlie's cock. She sucked at the musky, oozing prickhead, pulled it deep into her throat, and taste the first faint drops of his clear pre-cum. There was no longer such a thing as humiliation. The sensation of degradation had disappeared from her world, been pushed out by her thundering hunger for cock, her thirst for the flavor of jism.

The very thought of his cock cream splashing into her throat drove the tortured young woman insane with passion. She wanted his cum, needed it desperately.

"Mmmmmmmmmm," she purred.

"Lick my cock, you cum-hungry whore!" Charlie growled. "Now, slut! Suck my fucking cock now!"

Trish felt the cockhead expand inside her throat, and then the first spray of Charlie's jism splashed onto her tonsils.

"Jesus Christ!" he grunted. "You never get enough, do you bitch?"

He was like a factory for cum, sending stream after stream of molten fuck cream down her throat. Soon his cum was churning and bubbling from between her lips, sending twin tongues of silky jism running from Trish's nostrils.

"Lick it all down, bitch," Charlie said, keeping up his steady pounding. "Suck down every drop."

With the first blast of Charlie's scalding cum that hit her throat, Trish felt her cunt begin to churn. And then it blew up. She felt as if her head were being ripped off by the force of her orgasm, but her mouth and throat were so filled with the man's huge cum-spouting cock that she could only grunt and gasp. Over and over, he fucked his prick into her throat until his wiry cock hairs ground into her nose. Over and over again, Trish felt climaxes tear through her pussy.

When she began to buck, she felt Ginny's mouth go back to work, teasing and sucking at her cunt lips and clit. When the first massive orgasm tore through her body, Trish did not so much ooze cum as spray it with the force of her cunt's contracting walls. The gobs of her pale pussy cream splashed across Ginny's lips and face, smearing it even more with gleaming cum.

Over and over, Trish grunted and swallowed. Spraying and being sprayed like a pump that took cum in at one end and then put it out at the other.

"Mmmmffff, rnmmmmfffff," she moaned, as she felt the last of her orgasmic convulsions die down into a series of tiny muscular quiverings.

"There," Charlie grunted, fucking in his last gobs of sticky cum.

Trish felt so ashamed when the last of her orgasms had died, that she turned her head away. Charlie's cock slid from her mouth and smeared trickling of cum across her cheek. There was now nothing left of her world. It had been so shattered by pain and humiliation that Trish felt there was no way she could ever put any of it together again.

These animals had used her in every way imaginable, even making her submit to the hungry mouth of a young girl. And what was even worse, she had so obviously enjoyed the girl's licking of her cunt that there was no way Trish could pretend it was not true. Surely, she told herself, there is nothing more they can do to me. But then, she heard Mike's sadistic laugh.

"Now, you bitch," she heard him growl, we've got a really special treat for you.

The threat was too much for her. In fear and shame, Trish fainted. Her body sagged limply in the chains.

Trish Wheeler was passing through a long, dark passage. No light existed anywhere except at the very end of that darkness. Trish began to hear voices, but only faintly. The words were unclear and jumbled. She struggled to understand, but the elusive phrases escaped her comprehension.

The light began to grow, and her eyes tried to focus. The voices grew clearer, and someone was throwing cold water in her face.

"Come on, little whore," she heard Mike say teasingly. "You aren't finished yet. You got your goodies licked by Ginny. I think it's only fair that you return the favor for her. In the meantime, there's no reason that the rest of us can't have a little bit of fun, too."

In shock, Trish gazed across the room. The manacles that she had so recently occupied now imprisoned Ginny.

The young girl's wrists and ankles had been chained, her arms and legs spread wide to accommodate her captives. But she had been harnessed up in such a way that she was bent forward at the waist. Greg stood behind the chained girl, the monstrous slab of his cock slamming in and out of her dripping cunt. Charlie, standing just to one side, had a double handful of the beautiful teenager's hair and had pulled her head around so that he could shove the fat length of his pulsing cockshaft between her bruised lips.

Ginny's face was smeared with sweat and cum. Her nude, firm body gleamed with sweat, and everywhere across her trembling tits, gobs of jism dried into crusty patches of salty milk. It was obvious that the three men had not wasted any time while Trish had been unconscious.

With little or no effort, Mike lifted the woman's aching body from the floor. He carried her across the room and dropped her to her knees in front of the grunting girl. It was only when he dumped her that Trish realized how exhausted she really was. Her aching arms would hardly support her weight, and she half fell forward, burying her face in the trembling, cum-slimed mounds of Ginny's tits. The young girl moaned softly as Trish's lips accidentally brushed against one nipple.