Phyllis Baxter - An incestuous party

This was too much for her to believe. It couldn't be true. It just couldn't! It was too incredible. She had never been unfaithful to her first husband, and she never thought of letting another man fuck her after she was married to Larry. But she was going to be now, and what was worse, it was all being done with her own husband's knowledge. Larry had set ft all up for his boss to fuck her silly while he fucked his wife, and there was nothing she could do about it.

Ann's mind was drawing a complete blank. She was going to be fucked by a stranger in her home, in her own bedroom, and there was nothing she could do about it. What was worse, she was going to be fucked with her own husband's approval. She wanted to scream out, but the tightness in her cunt prevented her because her treacherously throbbing cunt wanted it whether she did or not! It was hopeless, utterly hopeless, and she was trembling all over, the heat of his still hotly burning cum on her tits turning her whole body to soft, sensuous jelly.

"W… what do you want me to do?" she asked, trying to make the best out of the situation. She figured that if she went along with him for awhile he might just kiss her a little and leave her alone.

"That's more like it, baby," he smiled, standing in front of her and gazing hungrily at her. "First, take off that dress. Not that it hides much, but I want to see all of the real you."

Ann froze in embarrassment. He couldn't be serious. He was expecting her to strip naked right in front of him with the lights on. She could do nothing but back away from him, but it was no use. Her attempt at hesitation only made him madder.

"Hey, what is this shit?" he said, his face betraying the surprise he was feeling. "I thought you were gonna play ball. I can see that you need to be taught that when I say something, I mean it."

"No… no. I'll do what you want," she said, barely able to hold her tears, both from the hotly licking flames of desire burning up between her thighs and the total humiliation she was feeling from her succumbing to him while her own husband was fucking his wife somewhere else in the same house.

A hungry smile passed across his lips, and he pressed her down on the bed, watching her to make sure that she didn't try to move away while he unbuckled his pants and dropped them to the floor.

"Come on, woman," he hissed as he ripped off his shirt. "I don't want your husband to fuck my wife and have all the fun, and I'm sure you don't either."

Somehow, the fact that her husband was fucking this man's wife right now increased her unwanted passion and she knew that there was no way she could back out of letting him fuck her even if her treacherously throbbing little pussy would let her. Taking a deep breath, she lowered the straps to her dress and pulled the thin clothing away from her heaving, cum-glistening breasts. She could see out of the corner of her eye his wildly throbbing cock and its indication of his hunger for her. In fact, a wicked little thought crossed her mind. She always wanted to be rape-fucked and if she resisted enough, she just might drive him to it. Besides, it would give her the perfect excuse for doing anything to him he demanded and her own husband, Larry, could never hold her responsible.

David walked through the hall quietly, making sure he would not be heard by his mother and his step-father's boss in her bedroom. He thought he heard someone groaning, but he was too far away to make sure. Creeping closer to the door, he pressed his ear against the hard wood and strained with all his concentration, trying to make out the sounds coming from inside. The voices were at first inaudible, and then he could hear Roy's booming voice.

"That's more like it, Ann, baby. Now I'm sure you'll love every minute of what I have in mind for you."

What could he mean? Was he actually going to fuck his mother, with her new husband in the same house fucking another woman? This was almost too much for the young boy to understand, and he might have rushed right into the room, but for the fact that he really didn't hear anything that sounded as though his mother needed help. All he could hear were the low, throaty moans that sounded as though his mother was enjoying whatever was happening to her.

Had David realized what was going on, he would never have thought of breaking the door down to protect his mother, but he had no way of seeing what was happening in the bedroom. Ann was pressing her body tightly against the head of the bed, trying to pretend to get away from Roy's naked body. He was walking toward her, his huge, lust-engorged cock swaying back and forth between his legs. His face had blossomed into a smile and his hands were gripping his cock tightly, holding it firmly as he came nearer and nearer to the seemingly fright-possessed woman until at last he was climbing onto the bed. Ann, in mock resistance, pressed her body tighter against the headboard of her bed until she could go back no farther. She knew she had to make her resistance look good or he would never believe her act after watching her finger-fucking herself to cumming on the "john".

It worked… with brutal force, Roy placed his hand over her opened lips and pulled her away from the head of the bed, tossing her flat on her back crossways along the bed. With a violent pull of his powerful hands, he reached between the valley of her still cum-moistened breasts and gripped her dress, wrenching it from her body in one violent pull, tearing the flimsy cloth and exposing her luscious, desire-trembling body.

Ann's eyes were wide with the weird, masochistic sensations she was feeling, and her mind raced with a thousand lewd, exciting thoughts of what he might make her do to him in her seeming helplessness. Her now complete nakedness added a further erotic element to her situation, and she tried to move her hands along her supple, smooth body in a teasing attempt to cover her pinkly pulsing vaginal lips, over which Roy was kneeling with lascivious delight.

Roy spread her long, naked legs even farther and inched his form upward over her body, his thick, heavily throbbing cock coming closer and closer to her face until at last he was pressing the bulbous, rubbery head against the back of his hand that covered her mouth.

"You know what you're gonna do?" he grinned, his mouth curled excitedly with the knowledge that she was completely at his mercy. "You're gonna suck my cock until it spits in your mouth."

Ann's open cunt lips throbbed at the thought and she faked a struggle to move her head away from the hotly seething mass so close to her face. She could see clearly the pulsing penis throb and quiver against his hand, and the thought of sucking it up into her mouth was wildly exciting to her. There was no way she could remove her face away from the warmly searing rod anyway, and she could actually feel the lust-heat radiate from his cock flesh against her cheeks. Her eyes were wide as she looked at the burgeoned, blood-engorged cock, trying to imagine how it would taste when he actually fucked the seething mass into her mouth. It was nice and big, larger than any cock she had ever had, and she knew that it would fill her mouth completely with its thick, fleshy hardness.

He removed his hand from her mouth and placed the glowing, red tip against the tightly pursed lips of the feigning young woman, attempting to force it into her mouth. Purposely, to tease him more, she turned her head away from his cock, thrashing her whole body as she felt the glowing head burn against her luscious lips. He followed her with his hips, keeping the rubbery tip end of it pressed tightly against her closed lips.

"Come on, baby doll," Roy hissed in impatience. "Suck my cock. Open those luscious little lips and suck it."

Reaching down between his legs, Roy felt for the swollen mound of breast flesh, running his hand along its smooth, flesh curves until he felt the desire tightened nipple. He opened his hand and engulfed it, tightening his fingers around the cherry-sized bud and pinching the sensitive nipple until he heard her grunt beneath him.