Kathy Andrews: Young mother in bondage

"You can have her pussy now, Tommy," she heard Freddie say. "Mom's got a good pussy, too. You won't ever feel anything wrapped around your cock as hot as her cunt is."

Her mind screamed against it, but she couldn't scream. She felt her cunt getting hot again, and she knew, to her hrror, that she was anticipating Tommy's cock plunging into her cunt. She shivered, causing her ass to wiggle lewdly.

Tommy went to his knees behind his mother's ass.

Hands moved along her back, over her ass, cupping the cheeks. She knew it was Freddie's hands. He parted the cheeks of her ass wide, and Susan felt heat on her face because her asshole was exposed. She could not help the involuntary pucker of it when she felt a finger probe the sensitive ring. Freddie's hands slipped farther down, and her cunt was pulled wide.

"Slip your cock up her fucking cunt, Tommy," she heard Freddie say. "Go on and fuck Mom. She can't do anything about it now."

Knowing protest would do her no good, Susan held her breath, rage growing inside her. They were horrible boys, using her this way, tying her helplessly, performing incestuous things on her. She tried once more to get her wrists loose, but found it still impossible.

Tommy's cock lunged inward.

"Noooo!"

Her youngest son's cock went into her cunt fast and deep, spreading the hairy lips with a suddenness that startled her. She had been expecting it, of course, yet she was surprised. It went into her cunt so far, she thought the swollen head was in her stomach. His hairless balls smashed against her clit and the lower part of his stomach smacked against the cheeks of her rounded, upraised ass loudly.

"Hey, it's hot!" Tommy groaned.

"Wet enough for you?" Freddie laughed.

"Oh, shit, it's good!"

Susan listened to them, her body shuddering. Her cunt, betraying her once again clasped tightly about Tommy's cock as he started fucking her. The tightness of her hairy cunt created an intense friction, and Susan began to moan as Tommy banged into her pussy faster.

She felt herself being scooted on the dirty floor of the garage with his power, her cheek in the gritty filth. She knew her knees would be scraped raw, and her nipples were dragged on the floor, long and hard and very sensitive.

She saw Freddie standing off to one side, watching as his brother fucked her. There was a gleam in his eyes that terrified her. She knew this would not be the last time they abused her body. She also knew she was losing her will to fight against it.

Tommy was grunting as his cock rammed smoothly in and out of her cunt. Susan moaned, but now it was with pleasure again. Her son's cock excited her, just as Freddie's cock had done a while ago. She could not lie to herself; she loved being fucked by Freddie and Tommy. Her uplifted ass twisted from side to side, moving of its own volition.

Her cunt was stretching about Tommy's cock, sucking it into her as he plunged with vigorous strokes. She felt his hands clawing at her hips, jerking her ass back against his stomach. His balls swung back and forth, beating against her clit. Her ass cheeks were held wide apart, and she could feel his flesh against her tender asshole with each forward stab of his cock.

Susan realized her cunt was becoming hotter and wetter around her son's cock. She was quickly approaching orgasm once more. She tried to will her cunt to be calm, not to come, not to let them know they could make her come in this vile, torturous way. But her cunt refused to obey the frantic signals of her whirling wind.

Susan came.

She screamed as she came, unable to choke back the ecstasy of it. Her cunt rippled in fiery waves along Tommy's cock, her convulsions strong.

Tommy pushed his cock into his mother's gripping cunt, lifting his head back and starting to groan as his balls tightened.

"I'm gonna come!" he yelped. "Ohhhh, shit, I'm gonna come!"

"Fill her fucking cunt, Tommy!" Freddie urged. "Mom loves to have a cock come in her rotten cunt!"

"Yes!" Susan screamed. "Yes, yes, yes! Do it! Do it now!"

Her cunt was convulsing tightly, holding the base of Tommy's throbbing cock, milking and sucking. She felt his cock swell, then the powerful squirts of his come struck the velvety walls of her burning pussy, sending her into a series of groaning orgasms.

Tommy's cock, buried as far as possible inside his mother's cunt, gushing copiously, flooding her pussy with the thick juices of his young balls.

She felt his body shaking her ass as she came, and she mumbled under her breath, "More, please… give it all to me, Tommy… your cock is so sweet to Mother's cunt… love it so much."

Susan's arm were tied, her wrists almost up between her shoulder blades, her shoulder sockets on fire. But that wasn't all that was painful. They had cut off a broom, and the handle was now tied behind her knees, and she was squatting near the window of the front room. A leash, leather and made for a big dog, was around her neck, a leather strap attached and secured to a hook they had driven into the wall.

With the way her arms and hands had been bound behind her back, the handle of the broom behind her knees, Susan had to sit with her shoulders back. The position caused her tits to lift and strain outward. Her nipples, to her horror, were like hard rubber, tingling until she thought she would go out of her mind if she couldn't scratch them.

They had allowed her to sleep, but she had been secured in a spread-eagled position on her bed. Now, almost at noon of the second day of her torment, she was near the window, helplessly and painfully bound again, squatting with her knees pulled apart, her cunt quite visible. She was thankful that they had fed her last night and this morning. But they had not allowed her to use the bathroom.

She wanted to piss so bad.

She wanted to ask them to release her so she could take a piss, but it would have been useless. They ignored her pleas, looking at her with those lewd eyes.

Last night she had asked for a drink of water, and Tommy had slapped her face hard, bringing tears to her eyes. She finally got water just before they tied her to the bed for the night. This morning she felt some hope when they gave her coffee.

Now Susan was beginning to be afraid. Not so much of her sons, but of someone coming to the door. A salesman, a delivery man, anyone. She would not put it past either of her sons to open the door wide and let a stranger see her tied up so lewdly, naked, this way.

She could look out the window, see people walking by. It was so unreal to her. Everything was normal out there, yet inside the house she was both prisoner and victim to her teenaged sons.

Freddie and Tommy were wearing pants, their chests bare. Tommy, though, allowed his cock to hang from his open fly, proud of his prick, proud to show it off to his mother.

They loved seeing her tied up and helpless, she knew. They enjoyed being able to touch her any place they wanted, anytime they wanted. The more lewd they could position her, the better they liked it.

And, God help me, Susan thought, so do I!

She was ambivalant in her feelings, though. When she wasn't tied up, she didn't want it, but once they had her bound, she found herself enjoying it more and more. She was thrilled by the shame she felt, by the horrible sense of humiliation and degradation.

At first she was horrified to find her cunt getting soaked when they tied her up, but no longer. She now anticipated her arousal. This morning, when they first made her squat by the window, she had come, but not so hard the boys were aware of it.

"Let's stick something up her fucking cunt," Freddie said suddenly, looking at the way their mother's cunt was spread out. "Let's stick something up her pussy and make her keep it in."