Kathy Andrews: Stepmother in ropes

Lynn couldn't believe she felt a slowly growing pleasure at their rough treatment. She had never enjoyed any sort of pain before, but this was different. With Tony's cock fucking into her cunt, the pain seemed to create an erotic effect within her naked body. She twisted her hips as Tony fucked her, his balls slapping against the checks of her ass.

Billy took his mouth from her tit, and the pain lingered from the chewing he had given her tender nipple. She felt him move, and she tried to turn her head, her hips still thrashing along with Tony's cock.

Billy slipped his pants off, then his shirt, and Lynn knew he was going to fuck her next. His cock stood out in thick hardness, the head almost purple in swollen smoothness. He was on his knees, looking at her body and jerking his fist back and forth on his cock. Lynn couldn't take her eyes off it, swallowing with a dry throat.

Billy pressed his cock into her hand, closing her fingers around it. Lynn surprised herself by clutching his cock tightly in her fist. Billy held her hand around his cock and tried to make her jack him off, but Lynn refused. She held his cock tight, but she wasn't going to jack him off.

He began to fuck her fist instead.

Feeling Billy's cock throb in her fist, Lynn moaned. Her hips began to move faster, fucking at Tony's cock. She couldn't help herself. She could feel every inch of Tony's cock plunging into her cunt, and to her horror, her cunt was responding by gripping his prick tightly, her ass bouncing in its limited movements.

Her eyes were glassy as she watched Billy fucking her fist. She tried time and again to fight the insane passion that was growing in her body. Yet, she held Billy's cock as hard as she could, feeling it slide in and out, and Tony's cock was increasing in speed. She knew they would come, and when they did, one cock would squirt into her fist, the other up her cunt.

With his cock pumping into her fist, Billy started to pinch and pull her nipples again. The sharp pain shot through Lynn's body, sending pleasure through her. She felt an orgasm swelling deep in her cunt, and she attempted to stop it, not wanting to give her stepson the satisfaction of making her come.

"I'm gonna come!" Tony grunted, crashing his cock hard into her cunt, his pelvic bone bruising hers. "I'm gonna come, Billy!"

"Shoot it up her fucking cunt," his brother said. "Cum in her fucking hot cunt! I'm gonna cum in her fist!"

Tony plunged his cock hard into her cunt, his body going stiff, his face lifted up and contorted in a grimace. Lynn pressed her cunt up hard against him, feeling the throbbing spurts of his come splashing against the satiny walls of her cunt. As Tony came flooding her cunt with come juice, her cunt gripped his cock hard, then she writhed in convulsions of orgasm.

She whimpered through the gag, wanting to scream oat her disgust, her ecstasy, her embarrasment. As she came, her cunt sucking at Tony's cocky draining his young hairless balls, Billy gushed hot, thick come juice into her tight fist, smearing her palm. She started sobbing as her cunt went through, for the first time in her life, a series of ecstatic multiple organs. When they removed their cocks, Lynn's body went limp. She closed her eyes, feeling so ashamed that she wanted to die then and there. Despite her sense of shame, her humiliation, she had enjoyed it. Her cunt felt empty and lost now that Tony's cock wasn't in it, and her hand held a pool of Billy's come juice. Her naked tits heaved up and down as she panted, wishing they would at least remove the gag.

Billy and Tony looked her naked body over as she lay in misery. Lynn's humiliation came not from being helplessly tied up for their enjoyment, or from her naked condition. It came from her knowledge that, she had participated in fucking with them. She had not wanted to, but something drove her to move her hips, to squeeze her fist.

"She's a good fuck, Billy," Tony said, grinning as he stared between her legs. "Lynn is a damn good fuck."

"Better than your fist, huh," Billy teased. "I guess anything is better than your fist."

"Are you gonna take a turn with her?" Tony asked.

Billy was looking at Lynn's eyes, seeing the fright that returned to them. Lynn groaned, trying to tell them to remove the gag. She twisted against the ropes.

Tony and Billy watched her thrash about, grinning.

Billy tugged at the hair of her cunt, hurting her. She lifted her hips, trying to ease the pain. His evil laugh made her fear more pronounced.

Tony was sitting back on his heels between her legs, watching his brother.

Lynn felt Billy's fingers slide along each side of her clitoris. At first it felt good to her, but then he pinched the tender bud, making her cry out against the gag. He turned to look at her, then pulled painfully at her clitoris. He tried to pull her ass off the bed, using her clitoris as a handle.

Tormented tears flowed from her eyes as she moaned. Lynn arched her hips up in an effort to avoid the pain, and Billy pulled harder yet, grinning at her wickedly.

He was starting to hook his finger into her cunt when the bedside telephone rang.

The boys jumped, startled by the unexpected sound.

"You better answer it," Tony gasped.

Billy lifted the receiver.

"It's Dad," he whispered. "He wants to talk to Lynn. What can I tell him?"

Lynn's eyes bugged out as she strained to scream through the gag.

Tony clamped his hand against her mouth, pushing her head back. "Shut up!" he hissed. "Don't try to scream!"

"She's tied up right now, Dad," Billy said into the phone, smiling. "I'll tell her to call you, sure."

Lynn felt defeat. If only she could, have made enough noise to cause Jake to become suspicious. She had missed her chance.

"You ever try that again," Billy said, staring into her eyes, his face close, "and I'm gonna really hurt you, bitch!"

"Yeah, me too," Tony warned. "You're just a fucking cunt bitch, Lynn! We can do anything we want with you and there's not a fucking thing you can do about it."

For emphasis, Tony leaned down and bit her nipple, hard.

Lynn groaned, trying to scream past the gag. The pain became worse as Tony started chewing on her nipple. She knew he would leave teeth marks on her tit, and if they were still there when Jake came home, what could she say?

"Wanna let her go now, Billy?" Tony asked. He saw Lynn's hands turning a bluish color, the circulation cut off. I didn't know how long she had been tied, but it looked as if it was time to let her go.

"Not yet," Billy said, gazing at her hairy cunt.

"If you're gonna fuck her, you better hurry up," Tony said, becoming worried about her discolored hands.

"Tony, sit on her stomach and hold her cunt open for me," Billy said. "I'm gonna piss in her cunt."

Lynn's eyes bugged again. Piss in her cunt? Horrible, the most horrible [missing text].

She saw Tony straddle her stomach, his small ass cheeks parting a bit as he sat down. She felt his balls resting against her flesh, and she moaned.

Tony leaned over and pulled the sensitive lips of her cunt apart. Her hips trembled, knowing what was ment. Never had she been treated so disgustingly. If only they would simply fuck her, then let her go, she could accept that – not like it, but accept it. But Billy and Tony weren't satisfied with fucking her; they wanted to degrade and humiliate her. That was where their enjoyment was, in abusing her body and mind in the most perverse and horrible manner they could devise.

She thrashed.

A hot stream of Billy's piss splashed against her cunt, drenching her crotch. Tony giggled as he watched Billy pissing on her cunt. Lynn began to cry again, softly, her hips still. She couldn't move her cunt away from the spray of Billy's piss. The hot piss stung her clitoris, and to her horror, she could feel it starting to throb.