Jason Cannon: Competing with mom

It was another man. Someone Nikki didn't even know. He dropped to his knees beside her head and probed his hard cock toward her mouth. At the same time, Mike placed his cock at the entrance to her cunt and lunged.

"Oh shit, mother fuck!" Mike squealed as his rigid cock sent flame up her cuntal channel.

At the same time the man above her squeezed hard on the sides of her cheeks, forcing her mouth open, and Jordon started pulling apart her blouse to expose her fits. Suddenly both tile blouse and the bra were gone. She could feel cold air blowing across the complete nakedness of her body as a cock severed her pussy and another, equally as long and hard, buried itself in her gagging throat.

Fingers and hot lips aroused her nipples. This can't be happening, she thought. Not with Jordon. He loves me, I love him. She held her eyes tightly shut and tried not to think about the hands, the cock driving in and out of her pussy, and the way her body was reacting. But the cock felt so good, so hard, the head so round and smooth. And the other hands, the fingers on her asscheeks, twisting up into her puckered asshole. They were forcing her hips up, up off the floor, driving her against her will onto the pistaning shaft.

"Oh yeah, honey, fuck my cock… FUCK IT!" Mike cried, slamming his rigid tool brutally, harder and harder, into her cunt.

"Oh, ohhh, God!" Nikki cried, feeling her legs rising up, seeking the man's waist.

"That's it honey, yeah!" rasped Mike. "Put your legs around… wrap 'em around me tight!"

Whining, mewling with desire, Nikki obeyed. She gripped him in the vise of her trembling thighs, and squeezed as hard as she could. Her ass churned. Her hips, as if they had become electrically charged, began to grind around and around. She fucked her hole, her seething, syrupy cunt furiously onto the pleasure-provoking cock that pushed and pounded in and out of her belly.

"Oh shit, she's good… good fucking ass!" Mike shouted. "I'm coming… I'm creaming like all hell!"

Nikki yelled as the cum spurted into her pussy. She worked her muscles, milking, sucking on his cock. She felt the hot juice seep out, down the crack of her ass, down the inside of her thighs to form a puddle on the floor beneath her. She slapped her asscheeks into the puddle, fucking harder, fucking with all the strength in her body, all the force in her hips.

Now there was a need, a hunger in her throat for cum from the cock that was plowing into her mouth. Suddenly the deflating cock in her pussy was replaced by a harder one.

Nikki felt light-headed, dizzy. She was coming, having orgasm after orgasm, each one more violent than the previous. She arched her back and wiggled her ass as she tried to bring even more cock into her body. She sucked the cock in her mouth, not varying that her neck hurt from the unnatural position. Her hand found the base of the cock in her throat and squeezed. She cupped the balls. She sucked him all the way into her throat and kneaded the cock in her cunt with her inner muscles.

Fuck and suck, Luck and suck, Luck and suck! her mind was screaming.

Nikki gagged on the load of semen that was suddenly spurted into her mouth. Then that cock was gone and replaced with another. It lolled on her tongue, bathing in the cum from the last.

She was on her side. A cock was trying to find its way up her asshole. She tried to scream. She couldn't. There was too much cock in her mouth.

And despite the pain, the nausea, the burning shame, her pussy continued to crave fucking. Nikki gagged again as the new cock in her mouth slid all the way down her throat. Someone was eating her pussy. She looked down. It was Elaine.

So she got my cunt after all, Nikki thought.

It was suddenly heaven.

The cock in her face slid smoothly in and out of her lips. The one in her asshole twisted from side to side as it plowed in and out, and the open mouth covering her cunt began to suck and blow. She felt the hot breath pouring into her cunt, felt the tongue with its strange texture wash her clitoris.

She knew she was going to come again, this time beyond anything before.

And then everything seemed to happen at once. The cock popped from her face and blasted cum onto her eyes, over her chin, and in her hair. The prick up her ass geysered cum into her belly, and she, herself, felt her orgasm swell.

"Oh, suck me!" she cried. "Suck me! Suck my cunt… suck it!"

Greedily she pulled the cum-spewing cock back into the depths of her mouth as she pressed Elaine's face to her pulsating pussy.

She came twice more before the blackness closed in over her.

"How could you?" Nikki said, still weeping, huddled in one corner of the bed.

"How could I what?" Jordon replied.

"Take me to an awful place like that?"

"Awful, shit. You loved every minute of it. I used to take your old lady but she was getting to ~PAGE be a drag. Those parties are a drag without younger chicks."

"You bastard. You don't love me at all, do you?"

"I never said I did!" he laughed. "I do love your pussy though. Hey, where you goin'?"

"Home," she said, "where I belong."

She was packed and out of the apartment in less than an hour. She really didn't want to return to her mother's but there was just no place else for her to go.

Luckily she still had her key and enough money to pay the taxi fare.

Quietly she slipped into the house. The last thing she wanted to do was face her mother, at east, not until morning. She was halfway up the stairs when she heard the voice and the sounds coming from her mother's room.

The sounds were unmistakable.

The door was wide open and the lights were on. Jack Marsh stood, naked, at the. foot of the bed, driving his cock into Faith Pruitt's ass.

"Oh yes… oh shit yes, Jack honey, fuck my asshole! Fuck it…fuck it!"

"Yeah… yeah, baby! I'm fucking you… I'm fucking you like I never fucked before!" 'Isn't it good? Isn't fucking a real woman good, instead of kids, girls who don't know how to really give a man what he wants?" Faith said, massaging her clitoris with one hand and her tits with the other while he rammed her ass with his hard cock. It would never stop, she thought. She would always be competing with her own mother if she stayed there.

Nikki just turned around and walked back down the stairs. In the hail she looked up the number and dialed.

"Hello?" she said. "Mr. Carter?" "Yes.

"Mr. Carter, this is Faith Pruitt's daughter, Nikki?"

"Oh yeah… hi there, Nikki. What can I do for you?"

"It's what I can do far you, Mr. Carter." "Oh? Call me Harry, Nikki." "Well, Harry, you once told me smart girls can go far in this world."

"That's right."

"Well, I've gotten very smart. I wonder if you could pick me up outside my mother's place and we could talk about it."

"Sure thing, kid. Now?" "Now… and Mr. Carter… "Yeah?"

"I've got my bags with me."