The night was stifling hot and humid, and sl**ping was mostly out of the question. I laid in my soaking wet sheets as the small fan on the dresser pushed hot humid air over me. I tried my best to sl**p, but kept remembering my encounters with Margaret. Masturbating didn't work because the heat was too distracting. I tossed in misery until 1:30 A.M., and sat up in bed directly in front of the fan. Quietly, I walked to the bathroom in hopes the activity would break my sl**plessness, and as I came out, looked into Margaret's open bedroom door. She was sl**ping on top of the sheets wearing only a ... Continue»
Oooohhhh God! Oooohhh God, this is too much! Too much! Tooo much!’ Thirty-eight-year-old Irene lay on her back moaning piteously. Her face grimaced as the spasms came faster while the beauty’s solicitous husband, Tom, adoringly held her hot, wet hand with the gold band encircling her plush finger to symbolize the strong bonds of their 21 year marriage.
He anxiously leaned close to her scrunched-up, yet still lovely, face to examine her; to see if her eyes could orient; to detect if, in spite of her condition his beloved wife could still recognize him under the bombardment of her ovarian pandemonium.
‘OOOOOHHHH GAAAAAD, RRAAAHH! RRAAAAHHH! AAAAGGGHHHGG!’
It’s times like this that an attentive mate and nubile daughter are helpful. Because, in the human condition, modesty has to yield to the overwhelming f***es of nature, Irene’s bulging breasts were noticeable to the devoted husband, their aroused 18-year-old daughter and their newly met drinking companions.
Little could Irene have guessed that a f****y celebration about the immanent return of Irene’s son, Kevin, from overseas would end up with her back home stretched out naked and masturbating on their dining room table surrounded by her husband and strangers waiting to see whether fluids would emerge from Irene’s paroxysms. They had made a bet at the bar. Could Irene actually orgasm this d***k? They were all d***k, which had something to do with why such a nutty bet was ever made, but Irene was fucked up to the gills.
‘That’s OK, hon!” Tom slurred as he massaged her breasts, “I’m here for you! So’s our daughter,’ he lovingly reassured his alluring wife. ‘We’re all here for you!’
The beautiful mother’s festering vagina was glutinous from over a dozen fucks, but her husband and daughter were very familiar with how Irene’s orgasms erupted into a trickle of fluids oozing forth from between swollen labia while she battered at her clitoris.
If the guests could see the trickle, they had to pay up. It had to be only a trickle; if she peed instead of climaxed, their companions would have won the bet. To forestall that possibility, Tom had made his wife void her bladder in the downstairs toilet before they lifted her onto the table to masturbate her.
‘YAAAAAACCCHHH! Ooohhh Ooohh ‘YAAAAAAAA, Aaaahhh!’
Tom’s chest glistened from the effort of holding his writhing wife while she squirmed. ‘Aaaaaahhh! IIIIIIGGGGGAAAAAA! RRRAAAAAUUUGGHH!’
Irene’s naked buttocks rose from the dining room table leaving wet blotches of glistening residue from her fecundity.
Once Irene saw how a mother and son (Charolette and Larry) could cause an orgy to reach demonic levels, she had been looking forward to their son’s return from Europe so all four, mother, father, daughter, and now the son, could get it on at the unending series of parties they enjoyed as an i****tuous f****y. Think how those parties would scintillate with all 4 of them getting it on—what a show that would be.
Charolette and her huge cocked son, Larry, had put on such arousing shows that merely imagining she was doing it with Kevin almost brought Irene to orgasm.
Sometimes it takes a lot of work to have a good orgasm. ‘Let it go! Let it go! Do it, Irene!’
‘LET IT GO! LET IT GO, MOMMEEE!’ squealed Mindy’s youthful voice.
Other virile, sex partners that they had recently met in a nightspot were trying to guide the writhing woman past this turning point in spite of her d***kenness.
Irene had proposed that, since Kevin would be home tomorrow, they should all go out, and while they were getting fucked up plan on how they would corrupt Irene’s and Tom’s son, Kevin.
The Blacks that the mother, father and daughter had met at the most recent bar their carousing had brought them to had scoffed at the idea that a woman as d***k as Irene could orgasm so completely that fluids would actually trickle from the breach in her pussy.
Irene’s husband knew better, and their daughter knew better, too. ‘Mommie can, too. I can get her off right now!’
Although Tom and Mindy were seriously d***k and horny, Irene was utterly blasted and even more horny.
‘WAA FUCK! WAAA FUCK!’ the lovely mother slurred through ejaculate bridged teeth.
The Blacks scoffed at a woman that d***k shooting juice during an orgasm, but, father and daughter were going to show these studs what a true slut this beautiful wife and mother was.
Now they were at home to prove that Irene could climax. ‘Hang in there, mom,’ came the youthful shout of their naked daughter, Mindy.
‘Tell them you’re gonna fuck your son tomorrow, Irene! TELL ‘EM! TELL ‘EM, YEEUW SLUT!’ shouted Tom as he hand-fucked her inseminated cunt, spilling the results of her numerous couplings on the table under her ass.
‘AAHHEEYE’M GONNA FUGG KEBIN!’ she tried to articulate
‘DO IT MOMMIE! SHOW WHAT A FUCKIN SLUT YOU ARE! DO IT! DO IT!’ screamed the debauched youngster, her nipples pointing out like cleats on a football shoe.
‘NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO!’ shouted the d***k mother, meaning ‘YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES!’
It wasn’t as if Irene hadn’t already proven her true sluttiness that night. She and Mindy had been fucking their brains out, shuttling all night between the barstools and various vans in the parking lot–sometimes even getting on barstools and in booths. Both females’ inner thighs were awash in cum.
So, with Irene now too d***k to even know what the bet was all about, Tom and Mindy made a bet in the last bar that Irene had at least one more orgasm left in her, which she could only prove by squirting.
Irene had been naked for hours, when not outside fucking, she’d sit at the bar with a van blanket d****d over her nakedness until the next opportunity to fuck acme along.
So, surrounding a deliriously d***k Irene, the whole fucked up assemblage wove their way out into the parking lot, ending up in the Lovelusts’ home where Irene was put to the test.
‘DO IT YOU PIG! DO IT! DO IT! DO IT! DO IT! DO IT, YEEUW FILTHY PIG!’
‘NO! NO! NO! NO! NOOOOOO!’
‘YEEES! YES! MOMMIE! YEEUW CAN DOO IT! YEEUW CAN CUM!’ Mindy had seen her mother fly into demonic, squirting orgasms no matter how d***k she was.
‘AAAAHH’LL FUUUG YEEUW ALL’ the lovely mother screamed as her breasts bounced against her ribs over the dome of a pulsating midsection with her mastibatory writhing!
‘YES! YES! YOU CAN DO IT, MOMMIE! WE’LL BOTH FUCK ‘EM AAWWLL! DO IT, MOMMIE! DO IT!’ came the shout of a teenage girl who could also do it.
‘CUM, YEEUW SLUT! CUM! CUM!’ Isn’t it wonderful what a night of drinking and fucking can do to invigorate a f****y of three?
‘LED ID GOOO, MOMMIE! LED ID GOOO! LET ID ALL OUT!’
Irene’s exposed buttocks lifted off the table and her spasming stomach arched out with the heaving of her body.
Irene’s insides were about to explode and spray juices out over the hands stroking her cunt, proving that a very d***k woman could, indeed, orgasm.
‘TOO MUSSH! TO MUSH! TUUUUUUUUUU MUUUCH! TUUUUUUUUUU MUCH!’ Now, as her eyes bulged out of a face contorted past recognition, she shuddered, screaming, ‘OH GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD!’
Her ardent husband leaned across the black muscular shoulder of one of the helpers, ‘YOU CAN DO IT, IRENE! YOU CAN DO IT, BABY! I KNOW YOU CAN DO IT! IT’S HAPPENING! IT’S HAPPENING!’ With that, he kissed her tenderly on her eyelid.
The muscular musician on the other side sunk his ebony fingers into the naked nymphomaniac’s spasming shoulders to keep her from convulsing off the table, and watching the glistening-wet mound on her swollen crotch, shouted, ‘HANG IN THEYAH, BITCH! YO IS GETTIN THAYAH!’
‘YEE! YEEE! YEEE! YEEE! YEEE! YEEE! YEEEE! YEE! EE! EEEE! EEE!’
‘Let it happen, cunt!” Tom shouted to his wife! “It’s happening, whore! they’re all here to fuck you, you pig! See how many scumbags are gonna fuck yeuw an our daughter!’
‘RRAAAUUGGH! RAAAAAUUUGGHH!’ bellowed the d***k beauty as fluids gushed from her cunt.
‘CUM, MOMMIE! CUM YOU FUCKIN SLUT!’
‘It’s happening, PIG! It’s happening! Let go, now, pig!’
‘FUUUUUCK MEEEEEE! FUCK MY FUCKIN CUNT!’
‘WE’RE ALL GONNA FUCK YA, YA FILTHY WHORE!’
‘I’M GONNA FUCK YA TOO MOMMIE!’ screamed Mindy, d***kenly waving her mother’s strap-on cock so the elastic loop almost caught under her chin.
Later amidst much d***ken fumbling to get the strap-on looping around each curvaceous ass, mother and daughter would use it alternately to fuck each other into gibbering, screaming orgasms.
Everybody was crazy d***k, but the beautiul Irene had drank much, much alcohol to get herself into this marvelous condition. Now the alluring mother of two was ready to take on the whole gang that they had just met in a bar. Really ready! Was she ready!
‘It’s OK! It’s OK, PIG!’ One of the Blacks growled as he assisted in masturbating Irene, ‘Let it squirt you cum-soaked whore. Slut of a bitch!’ They were all viciously d***k and expressing their utmost feelings in the truest terms.
‘CUM, YEEUW PIG! CUM, YOU d***kEN SLUT! CUM! CUM! CUM! CUM! CUM! CUM! CUM!’
‘FUCK MY MOTHER! FUCK MY MOTHER! FUCK MY MOTHER! FUCK MY MOTHER! FUCK MY MOTHER, YEEUW MUTHERFUCKERSH!’ screamed the pretty daughter.
‘AAAAAUUH! AAGGAAHH! AAAAAUUH! AAGGAAHH! AAAAAUUH! AAGGAAHH! AAAAAUUH! AAGGAAHH!’
‘WE IS WORKIN IT OUT, PIG! WE IS GETTIN THEAH, WHORE! Uuuuuhhh! Uuuuhhh!’
‘THASS RIGHT, PIG, WORK IT OUT! WORK IT OUT!’ shouted the eager husband, reaching between the two men to capture her bouncing bosom.
‘CUM! CUM! CUM! CUM! CUM! CUM! CUM! CUM! CUM, YOU SLUT! AN WE’LL ALL FUCK YOU TILL YOU PISS YOURSELF!’
‘TILL YA PISSH YOUSHEFF, MOMMEEE!’ screamed the d***k and horny daughter.
‘TOO MUSH! TO MUSH! TUUUUUUUUUU MUUUCH! TUUUUUUUUUU MUCH!’ the delirious, naked housewife slurred as two Africans, her daughter and her husband all worked frantically to bring her to another orgasm.
Then the devoted husband said to the Black lover, ‘She’s almosh ready now! That bitch is hot!’
‘OH GOD! I’M SOO MUTHERFUCKIN FILTHEEE! OH GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD! I’M SOOOOO FILTHEEE! SOOOOO MUTHERFUCKIN FILTHEEEEEE! FUCK ME! FUCK ME!’ screamed the beautiful woman.
‘YES, FUCK HER! FUCK MY PIG OF A MOTHER!’ shouted the d***ken, masturbating blonde 18-year?-old as she lifted her dainty lips from the huge ebony fuck pole and tried to pull him by it up towards her mother.
‘I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna cum! I’M GONNA CUM! I’M GONNA CUM! I’M GONA CUM! AN CUM AN CUM!’ With her back arched and shuddering so the whole table vibrated, Irene’s face had turned crimson red and twisted into a contortion that could only be seen in lunatic asylums.
‘I’MGONACUM! I’MGONACUM! I’MGACUM! I’MGAACUM! I’MGONACUM! I’MGACUM! ACUM!’
Sweat formed all over her flesh, mixing with the cum splattered on her from the other group she had met in a pervious bar. ‘SUGG MII CUNT, SHOMBODEEE! YE! YE! YE! YE! YE! YE!’
‘Aaagggguuuhhh! Aaaggguuhhh!’ Irene, filthy sensations grunted from the depths of her writhing torso, now suddenly flinching as orgasmic contractions cascaded through her body and hammered against her senses.
‘GAAAh DAMMIT! FUUCHH YEEEUW AAWWWLL! AAAH’LL FUGG YOU ALL’ the lovely mother screamed as her breasts bounced against her ribs over the dome of a pulsating midsection with her writhing!
‘YES! YES! YOU CAN DO IT, MOMMIE! WE’LL BOTH FUCK ‘EM AAWWLL! DO IT, MOMMIE! DO IT!’ came the shout of a slender teenage girl who could also do it.
Irene was a squirter, and there’s a myth that, when blind d***k, even the most orgasmic nymphomaniacs lose the ability to climax. With the help of her husband and daughter and the band?members they picked up in a tavern, they were about to prove that myth false.
‘BASSHARDSH! BAAASHARSHS! BAAASHARSHS! AAHH’L FUGG YEEUW AAWLL! YEEE! YE! YE! YE! YE! YE! FUGG MEEEE, YEEUW MUTHERFUCKERSH!’
‘CUM, YOU PIG! CUM! CUM! CUM! YOU SLUT! YOU SLUT! CUM YOU MUTHERFUCKIN SLUT!’
Irene’s daughter, Mindy staggered over to help as the Black band-member masturbated the bouncing-breasted, blonde beauty, his thrusts between her flowing vulva was impeded by Irene’s frantic strokes of her engorged clitoris.
‘MINDY! GET IN THERE QUICK! YEEUR MOTHER’SH CUMMING! SHE’SH CUMMING!’
Tom f***ed all the hands away from his wife’s spasming cunt so their daughter could attach her mouth to her mother’s vaginal opening in time to catch the eruption.
Tom wanted Irene, reeking of alcohol from a night of partying, to carry his words of lust into her delirious depravity as her orgasm erupted into their naked daughter’s mouth.
‘YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUWWWWWWWWWwwwwww,’ and out her cum trickled for all to see.
Mindy managed to get her mouth attached in mid-flow to swallow the rest.
Tom was now standing at Mindy’s side massaging the teentagr’s developing breast cones as she sucked from her mother’s crotch.
‘YEEU’RE DAUGHTER’SH SUCKING YEEUR FILTHY CUNT! SHE’S SUCKING YOU OUT AFTER ALL THAT FUCKING YEEUW DID, YEEUW WHORE!’ Tom shouted into his spasming wife’s ear. He knew this was helping Irene deepen her orgasming.
‘ISN’T OUR DAUGHTER A PIG? SUCKING HER OWN MOTHER’SH CUNT?’ Tom could tell that his wife was delivering by the flexing of Mindy’s neck as she swallowed.
‘I’M GONNA FUCK OUR DAUGHTER WHILE SHE SUCKS YEEUR CUNT, PIG!’ He moved one hand from his daughter’s nipple down under her slight tummy bulge to the top of her cunt and feeling the spike of her aroused clitoris shouted, ‘SUCK IT! SUCK THAT WHORE’SH CUNT, YEEUW LI’L SLUT!’ Tom bellowed as he now massaged Mindy’s large clitoris.
‘FUGG HER! FUCCHH THAD LI’L PIG!’ screamed Mindy’s mother as the girl’s father now moved behind her with his cock at the ready. What met his eyes was a sight that stiffened his fuck pole even more. There between her firm and protruding ass cheeks nested Mindy’s engorged, leaking fuck sack. This little bitch, a mere eighteen years old, had the cunt of woman twice that age. As she sucked from her mother’s cunt, her swallowing caused her cunt to surge so her father could watch ejaculate ooze in and out.
An assemblage of stiff-cocked blacks had now surrounded the spasming beauty who was getting eaten out by her own daughter, and Irene noticed their bobbing cocks and screamed,
‘YEEUW MUTHERFUCKERSH! YEEUW MUTHERFUCKERSH! YEEUW MUTHERFUCKERSH! I’LL FUCK YEEUW ALLLL! I’LL FUCK YEEUW AAWWLL, YEEUW MUTHERFUCKERSH!’
Irene’s orgasms were legendary, and when the damn burst, Mindy’s little mouth was being flooded by her mother’s juices—what a lucky girl!
As she slavered and swallowed, Tom knelt behind her, enveloped her engorged breasts and slid his cock up his d***k daughter’s seeping pouch.
‘Oooohhh you filthy, filthy little whore!’ he gasped as he thrust his cock between the cheeks of her ass up into her cunt.