Kathy Andrews: Young mother in bondage

The man leaned over and pinched the nipples of Janice's tits. Janice, already fearful of the man's big cock, screamed in pain.

"That's too loud," the man said. "Someone could hear this."

Tommy tossed him his mother's panties.

"Stuff these in her fucking mouth."

The man did, and then he worked his enormous cock into her small, hairless cunt.

Janice felt as if his cock was slicing her in half from asshole to belly button. Tears flooded her eyes with excruciating pain.

The boy had dropped his pants, and he was on his knees behind Susan's uplifted ass. While Susan was watching the man's hairy ass pounding up and down, fucking the tormented Janice, she felt the boy ram his cock into her cunt. She grunted with the force.

Tommy and Freddie walked around, watching the two fuck.

Susan, being fucked hard by the boy, watched her sons, pleading with her eyes to stop this. She didn't dare ask. She felt the boy's cock ramming in and out of her cunt, listened to his grunting sounds. She could hear the muffled screams of Janice.

Suddenly things began to feel good. The thick hardness of the boy's cock fucking her cunt, the sounds of Janice sobbing… it made Susan tremble with some sort of erotic perveristy. She tried to lift her ass to the cock behind her, feeling her cunt expand and close around it.

The boy was slapping at her ass now, stinging blows that sent fire throngh her flesh. With each slap, Susan came closer and closer to orgasm.

Then she came.

Susan screamed with shattering ecstasy, her cunt sucking at the thick cock. She felt the boy come, gushing a hot creamy volume of come juice into her pussy. She screamed again as her orgasm almost ripped her apart. No sounds came to her now as she came with violent waves of searing ecstasy.

She was hardly aware when the boy pulled his cock out of her cunt, or of Freddie urging him to piss on her. She did feel it when the strange boy began pissing on her naked ass, though. The hot piss sent her cunt into another spasm of orgasm.

She listened as Janice cried from pain, and she hoped the huge man had not hurt her little cunt.

With her cunt dripping come juice, Susan heard the two strangers leave. She felt thankful it was over. She had never been so embarrassed in her life. Her next-door neighbor, of all people, for her sons to bring into the garage; she would never be able to say good morning to him again without feeling shame.

"You ready for the others, Mom?" Tommy asked.

"Oh, God!" Susan whispered. "What are you doing to me, to us? Haven't you shamed us enough?"

Freddie swung the belt across his mother's piss-wet ass, a stinging blow that hurt.

"You love it," he said, laughing. "Let those two kids in, Tommy."

Susan saw two young boys, younger than her sons, coming into the garage. They looked around fearfully.

"You sure we won't get into any trouble?" one of the kids asked.

Susan could see the kids, their faces showing a mixture of fear and excitement. She knew they had never seen a naked woman. But there was no doubt of their eagerness; both had little cocks straining in hardness in their pants.

"Shit, no," Freddie said. "We've got them all tied up and they can't do anything about it. No one is gonna tell on you. Now if you wanna fuck them, go ahead. You can do anything you wanna do to them. You wanna get a blow job, both can suck real good."

Janice had stopped sobbing, and was trying to hold her head up to see the boys. She recognized them as two kids in her neighborhood, but they didn't seem to recognize her.

"Freddie, Tommy," Susan ventured carefully. "They're just kids. Send them away."

Tommy smiled. "They've been wanting to see a naked woman for a long time. So we're gonna let them see you."

The boys walked around, looking at Susan and Janice with excited eyes. Their fear was gone now. She felt them probing at her hairy cunt, feeling her up. Their small fingers seemed to shake as they stuck them into her cunt, then rubbed her asshole. Next they felt up Janice, who held her head up and watched them.

"They've got piss all over them," one of the kids said.

"Sure, we piss on them all the time," Freddie laughed. "They like getting pissed on."

"Can we piss on them?"

"Sure," Tommy said. "Shit on them if you wanna."

Susan's flesh rippled.

Her cunt began to throb and pulsate with unwanted heat. Surely her sons would not allow anything so nasty. But she wasn't sure. They were getting worse every day. She was surprised at her response. Just hearing them telling the two kids what they could do sent shivers of ecstasy through her.

What would it feel like, she thought, to have someone squatting over her, shitting on her body.