Kathy Andrews - Roped sitter, chained mom

"You know."

Howie pulled his finger from Cindy's cunt and began to pinch the tender, soft flesh of her inner thigh, pinching hard to make her cry out.

"I don't like girls, Howie!" Cindy screamed.

"Maybe you don't now, but you will," he giggled.

"No, please," she sobbed.

Howie stood up, his cock rigid again. He looked at his mother, wrapping a hand about his cock and stroking it slowly.

"Get out of your fucking clothes, Mother," he said. "Take everything off but your nylons and shoes."

Cindy felt only slight surprise at the way Joan obeyed her son without question. She watched Joan undress, finding herself becoming excited, despite her other feelings.

Joan had very big tits, with long nipples, and they were firm and lovely. When Joan slipped out of her skirt, she was naked under it, too. The dark bush of her cunt hair held Cindy's eyes. Her own cunt was starting to pulsate again. Howie, still standing and moving his fist back and forth on his cock, watched his mother, eyes gleaming in a cruel way.

Joan stood, naked except for her nylons, garter belt and high heels. Her hands hung at her hips, head and shoulders back. She was waiting for her son to tell her what to do next. Cindy knew Joan would not refuse, no matter what Howie told her to do.

"Open your fucking legs and show Cindy your hot cunt, Mother."

Joan complied, spreading her knees and going into a half squat. Cindy stared, seeing the pink lips of Joan's cunt, already wet.

Howie went to his mother, turning her around. Cindy watched him snap leather cuffs on her wrists, then wrap a cord about his mother's neck, fastening it to her hands. He pulled the cord until his mother's hands were lifted painfully toward her shoulders. If she tried to struggle, the cord would choke her. Leaving his mother standing there, Howie began to pull at the ropes holding Cindy's legs apart and high. He lifted her crotch up, then her head until she was hanging there, legs pulled very wide, her blondehaired cunt vulnerable.

"See that cunt, Mother?" Howie said, rubbing Cindy's pussy with his palm. "Don't you think it's a real pretty cunt, Mother? It tastes like candy; I know, I've sucked on it. Cindy's cunt gets so hot and juicy. I bet you'd love to eat her pussy, wouldn't you, Mother?"

"Yes, baby," Joan whispered.

Cindy moaned with shame. Not just because of her helpless position, but because of what Howie was going to make them do.

His palm was smeared with the juices of Cindy's cunt, and he walked to his mother. Cindy couldn't believe it when Howie wiped his palm across his mother's lips. He drew back his other hand and slapped his mother's tits with a sharp blow.

"Lick it, Goddamn you, fartface!" he demanded. "Lick the juice off my fucking hand, Mother!"

Joan cried out in pain, but thrust her tongue into the palm of Howie's wet hand, licking hungrily.

"Now, wouldn't you say her cunt tastes like candy, Mother?"

"Yes, baby," Joan answered, her lips glistening with slippery pussy juices. "Just like sugar."

"And you want to suck her cunt, don't you?"

"Yes, baby."

Howie gripped his mother's upper arm, squeezing into the flesh harshly. "Then come on and do it, fuckface."

Cindy was sobbing with shame, but she saw no such shame on Joan's face. Joan was staring between the girl's uplifted legs, her eyes burning on Cindy's cunt. Cindy saw the woman lick her lips.

Cindy's body was raised almost to the level of Joan's tits. When Howie had his mother between Cindy's creamy thighs, he grabbed one big tit, squeezing it with both hands, making the long nipple stand hard.

"Let's see if we can fuck her cunt with your tit, Mother," he said.

Cindy, her head lifted up far enough for her to see, peered down her body. Her eyes, wide, began to show a perverse desire. Howie rubbed his mother's nipple up and down Cindy's cunt slit, smearing it with the seeping cunt juices. Joan stared into the young girl's face as her son rubbed her nipple up and down, stuffing it between the cunt lips. Cindy's cunt felt hot on Joan's nipple, wet and delicious. She had to bend her knees a bit for her son, and she began to pant with lust as he fucked Cindy's cunt with her tit.

"Nice and hot, Mother?"

"Yes, baby," she replied softly.

"Think we can make Cindy come this way?"

"We can try, darling," Joan moaned, looking down at her nipple stuffed into the tight slit of Cindy's wet cunt. Cindy wiggled, unable to stop it. The tit inside her cunt felt, good, and she was sure she would come if they kept it up long enough.

But Howie had no intention of keeping it up. He pulled his mother back. Her tit gustened with pussy juice.

"Stick your tit in her cocksucking mouth, Mother," Howie said.

Joan looked at Cindy, her eyes almost but not quite apologetic. She moved to Cindy's face, and when Cindy tried to turn her head away, Howie yanked at her long, blonde hair.

"Lick it, cunt!"

Cindy's tongue shot from her mouth, licking frantically at the juicy tit. The taste of her own cunt juice sent ripples of erotic sensations through her hanging body. When Howie told her to suck on his mother's nipple, Cindy closed her lips about it quickly. She sucked hard, taking the nipple deep in her mouth, her lips wide and clamped onto the spongy tit.

After everything else that happened to her, Cindy was not surprised to find she enjoyed sucking Joan's tit. She sucked greedily at Joan's tit, and the more she sucked, the better she enjoyed it. Her cunt was twitching again, becoming fiery hot. Her cunt swelled into a throbbing knot of pleasure. As she sucked Joan's tits, she felt Howie playing with hers, digging his fingers into the tit flesh. But at least he wasn't pulling on the grips clamped on her nipples.

Sliding his hand over her quivering stomach, Howie started fingerfucking Cindy, watching her suck hungrily at his mother's tit. Cindy responded to his finger, her cunt gripping it. She started moaning softly, sucking with wet sounds, pulling on Joan's long nipple.

"That's enough titsucking," Howie said, jerking his finger from Cindy's cunt. He wiped it first on his mother's lips, then Cindy's. Cindy found herself trying to get his finger into her mouth, to suck it, but Howie wouldn't let her.

"Not my finger, bitch," he said. "You'll get a chance to taste Mother's hairy cunt soon enough."

Jerking his mother back between Cindy's spread legs, he shoved her face into Cindy's cunt. "Eat her hot cunt, Mother! Suck her pussy… make her come with your cuntlicking, cocksucking mouth! Tonguefuck Cindy in her sweet little cunt!"

Joan began to lap her tongue up and down the wet slit of the girl's pussy. Howie twisted his hand into his mother's hair, holding her face away from Cindy's cunt so. He could watch her tongue licking the juicy curt slit. Cindy's ass writhed within the limits the cords allowed her, her eyes enormous as she saw Joan's face between her legs. The feel of the woman's tongue lapping at her cunt was good.

Joan licked, her tongue swirling eagerly at the puffy lips and swollen cunt. Howie jammed his mother's face into Cindy's cunt, turning loose of her head.

"You just keep eating her fucking cunt, Mother," he said.

He released the grips on Cindy's tits, and she moaned in relief. Her nipples felt smashed, and as the grips came free, her nipples swelled with pleasure and pain.

But her relief was short-lived.

Howie had picked up the belt, and started lashing it across her tender tits. Cindy howled in pain, crying out with tears streaming down her pretty face again. He struck her tits hard, making the soft, white flesh red and angry looking. But Cindy's nipples remained swollen, throbbing with pain and pleasure.

Joan, hearing the flashy slaps of the belt, closed her eyes and fucked her tongue deep into Cindy's cunt. She wiggled it about, licking and drawing the slippery, scalding juices into her mouth, swallowing. Her own cunt was on fire, and her rounded ass clenched. She didn't dare move her face out of Cindy's crotch until her son told her to, but she didn't mind. Cindy's cunt was sugary and sweet and tight, and so young.