M & M SERIES
FAMILY MATTERS AND THE MOB - PART 1
BY: SLUDGE
Email: jiwjiw11@yahoo.com
DISCLAIMER:
The following story contains elements of an adult nature, and those less than 21 years of age, or those who are offended by graphic fighting, bondage, non-consensual sex, rape, incest and wonderfully extreme promiscuity, should read no further.
Everyone else, please proceed and enjoy the plights of our heroine’s as they look incredibly voluptuous, gorgeous and scantily clad, while striving to make society safe from evil doers and, all too often, get lewdly ravished and totally debauched by their antagonists, while in the pursuit of their worthy goals.
E. N. CUIRE:
My thanks to Mike for agreeing to let me borrow his character Femme Courageous, to use in this story. Mike has also been an advisor and source of several of the themes and activities used in this story (and others) and reviewed it as it was being written, offering many suggestions to improve it.
THE STORY:
SATURDAY NIGHT:
- ESMERELDA, WARRIOR PRINCESS:
Esmerelda, riding in the back seat of the speeding Mexican
police car, watched the large van ahead of them careen across the border into the
Because she was so dazzlingly beautiful; because she was half naked in her kinky little super heroine warrior costume; because they were intoxicated by the perfumed smell of her exotic, bronze flesh, that kept wafting up to the front seat of the police cruiser; because of the way her incredibly voluptuous body overflowed her tiny costume and because the driver had his rearview mirror aimed directly at the miracle of a body that was steaming up the back seat, the two junior law enforcement officers abandoned the police department’s rules and regulations and blasted their heavy cruiser through the broken border gate and kept up the pursuit through the darkness of the early night, calling ahead to the San Diego police department as they went.
When they got the San Diego police
on the radio, they advised them that a gang of ten hardened U.S. criminals had
overpowered and severely wounded and injured three guards, taking their weapons
and ammo, then broke out of the Tijuana jail, carjacked a van and were headed
towards San Diego along with the female driver and female passenger of the van
they had stolen. They warned the
The
Esmerelda watched intently through the windshield, never realizing, as she sat in the middle of the back seat, feet on each side of the hump in the middle of the floorboard, her thighs spread, her upper body leaning forward, that she was exposing all of her bronzed flesh to the eyes of the two policemen, who were dividing their time between looking at her, watching the lights of the van, all the while wondering if their hardons would ever go down, as their tense balls began to severely ache.
Esmerelda was so intent on watching her prey that she was unaware of the sexual excitement she was causing in the front seat. In fact the stunningly beautiful Aztec Amazon was nearly always oblivious to such attentions, she had become so used to them. She had been blessed with this unbelievable body ever since puberty. It had been the object of men’s attentions ever since she could remember. The attentions it brought to her were both blessings and curses. She had quickly learned to live with being a sex object, because her beauty and voluptuousness had given her no other choice.
Even though she was of pure Aztec Indian descent, she had the looks and attitude of a typical Spanish or Latin woman. Her body was outrageous, she was always ready and willing to flaunt it and she loved sex in all of its infinite varieties and preferred it and them, often. Following her inherent exhibitionist tendencies she had designed the costume she was wearing, herself. The only appropriate single work one could use to describe it was “scanty.” If it were one millimeter smaller she’d be arrested for indecent exposure.
The simple costume was all of a material that looked and felt exactly like wet chamois leather. It consisted of a simple bra that barely covered her enormous breasts and held them like two lushly soft gourds, placing them on full fleshy display. These two leather boob holsters came to just above her nipples and the soft leather equivalent of a bra was tied up around her neck by two thin leather spaghetti straps and was hooked in the back.
She wore matching thong bikini panties that barely covered her prominent pubic mound and exposed 98% of her fantastic ass. Over the panties she wore a simple leather wraparound skirt that hooked on the side and left that side with an open slit up to her waist. The extremely short skirt virtually danced clingingly on her ass cheeks when she walked. She wore matching leather boots that came up past her knees, with three inches of leather fringe around the tops. The matching gloves went up past her elbows and also were fringed. This beige/yellowish colored, breathtaking costume went perfectly with her oiled looking bronze skin. The image she put forth was one of prick teasing beyond belief.
After just fifty miles of the high speed chase, the van slowed and pulled into the parking lot of an old, abandoned strip center that bordered Highway 5. The officers realized immediately that the only reason the escapees would be stopping here was that the van was running out of gas. The Mexican policeman driving the cruiser slid it to a halt well away from the van and, before anything could be done, the ten criminals abandoned the vehicle, dragging their now naked, screaming female hostages with them. The Mexican cops called ahead to tell the San Diego police what had happened and were instructed to wait there while the SDPD finished trying to gather reinforcements to send their way.
Since they were in another country, the Mexican police officers could do nothing anyway, without getting into serious trouble themselves. Esmerelda though, felt compelled to try and do something to overcome this band of dangerous jail breakers and save the two female hostages from the rape and abuse they were obviously already being subjected to.
Impetuously, Esmerelda jumped out of the police car and ran around to the front end of the long abandoned building and, through the dark, stealthily worked her way down to the store the thugs were in. Lights were on inside of the room. From the looks of what was going on around the old structure, someone had set up a construction office, in this room, in order to start rehabilitating the facility. She sidled over and carefully looked through the very edge of the filthy front window and could see the men milling around inside trying to decide what they were going to do next. Four of the men had already made their decision and had the two young Mexican females on their hands and knees and the criminals were raping them from behind as well as brutally violating their mouths, laughing sadistically as they did it.
Esmerelda knew that the men only had three guns and she could see the ones who had them. As was her disposition, she made a not well thought out decision to act. The escapees had cracked the lock on the front door when they broken in, so she charged the door and burst into the room. She rushed to the closest of the men, before they even had time to react, and laid two of them out with thunderous punches. She then worked her way through half of the gang, sending them flying, before she got any organized resistance at all.
She was beginning to feel confident about her absurd attack when the butt of a rifle crashed into the small of her back, driving her to her knees. As she scrambled to get back to her feet a hard knee caught her squarely in the forehead and she was driven back to the floor seeing stars. From her knees the Amazon drove a punch into the stomach of the nearest thug, hurtling him back against the wall and then quickly did the same to another, before the rifle butt caught her on the back of her head, simultaneously with her receiving a smashing kick to the stomach.
Temporarily hurt, but undaunted, she leaped up again and smashed a fist to the nose of one of her assailants sending him to the floor. One of them drove into the back of her legs, buckling them and putting her down on her knees. Two more bodies dove onto her back and shoulders, from behind, driving her face first down onto the floor. More jumped on and quickly six bodies covered her. She shook a couple of them off but four stayed glued to her, wrapping themselves around her arms and legs.
She rolled over on her back taking all four men with her as they hung on desperately. Her stomach was now exposed and the rifle butt came down again right below her belly button, the vicious blow driving the wind out of her. The wielder of the rifle kept up his attack and soon she was breathless and hurting. Feet then took the place of the rifle butt and they began trying to stomp her into submission. Pinned, spread eagle, by the four men holding onto her limbs, she became weaker under the non-stop boot attack to her body and put up less resistance as each wicked blow was landed, from tits to thighs.
Realizing that they had her seriously hurt and were winning the battle, the leader of the pack yelled, “get the wetback bitch up on her feet. The ones holding her turned loose and the ones who had been putting their boots to her, grasped her arms and pulled her up. In her weakened state, they had to hold her by the arms to keep her standing. The leader got in front of her and slapped her face hard then backhanded the other cheek viciously. He leered at her as he drove a knee between her thighs catching her flush in the crotch, flattening her pussy lips, then he stepped back and gut shot her with a straight right hand, while she was still stunned by the pain between her lush thighs. “Turn her loose,” the leader ordered. They did and the superbly shaped, glistening bronze body crumpled to the floor.
Taking a very needed deep breath himself, the leader said, “God damn she is one stout bitch. Shit we are lucky that there were ten of us. This Mex cunt is a real handful.” Most of the vile, angry men were experiencing severe pain from her blows and certainly agreed with their leader, as they looked her over, resentfully and lustfully. The leader looked down at her and said, “go ahead and give it to the bitch real good boys.”
They reached down and put her on her hands and knees. Two guys held her hips steady and one held her head in place by the hair, as the others began their retaliation on her by taking turns kicking her in the sides, their shod toes burying themselves in her body and tits. Alternatively, they slammed fists into her back and sides, the multiplicity of blows causing drool to begin streaming from her open, gasping mouth. Finally the leader waived the rifle bearer over and, while the guy with his hands full of her thick, black hair held her head in place, the rifle was brought down on the back of her head, with a full ax like swing, that smashed her face into the dust covered floor.
Still not satisfied, the leader lifted her head by the hair, stuck four fingers into her slack mouth and lifted her to her feet. He slapped her face several times to revive her, then turned her loose in the middle of them, staggering. They started taking turns punching her body, knocking her back and forth between them until she was again gasping and open mouthed. Heavy punches came from all sides as the angry Anglo thugs rained their hard fists on the superb bronze body, each blow making her grunt as they dug their balled hands into every part of her; breasts, rounded stomach, kidneys, ass cheeks and over and over to her crotch. Too beaten already to do anything about it, Esmerelda took the blows until she was completely out on her feet.
Finally the leader gut shot her again, one last time, and she bent forward at the waist in reaction, with a pained groan. He grabbed her arm in one hand and he pushed the crotch of her leather bikini tights aside with the other hand, then stuck three fingers into her cunt and his thumb up her asshole, grasping her crotch area, like he would a bowling ball, then started running her towards one of the walls. He smashed her head into the sheetrock wall and the momentum sent her upper body all the way through the brittle old construction material, leaving her lower body protruding out of the body sized hole in the wall she had just created and her upper body sticking out into the dark of the adjoining abandoned room.
She hung, draped over the portion of the wall that was underneath her waist, dazed and barely conscious. The leader looked down at the perfectly formed, superb lower body that was sticking out of the hole in the wall, with its glistening bronze skin adding sensuously to the stupendously curved ass. He slapped each ass cheek hard and said, “Damn, this greaser bimbo has one great ass don’t she? I think I am going to get me a piece of it right now,” and he unzipped his pants, freeing his huge, pale white shaft, then drove the stiff, hungry pecker into the helplessly exposed bronze pussy.
Esmerelda felt the thick, rigid shaft penetrate her vagina, getting half way into her. She felt her rapist’s hands grasp her hips firmly and she groaned as he forced the rest of his penis deep into her pussy, until it was in up to his balls, which she felt slap against her clit. Shamefully she felt her channel begin to lubricate, as he began banging her ass from inside the other room and she moaned responsively as she took her fucking in the dark, glad that the other thugs couldn’t see or hear her giving it up to her Anglo user, with such an embarrassingly lustful response.
In the other room, with the luscious ass under full attack, the circle of watching men hollered and applauded, as their heavily tattooed leader plundered the Aztecs perfectly formed, very full ass, each thrust loudly splatting against her optimally curved flesh. Each sex starved face showed the lust they felt, as they watched the Aztec Amazon get her comeuppance by their leader, who was giving her a full, lewd, deep frigging. The leader, sweat dripping off his chin, said, “Oh man, the Mex slut is juicing up real good. She obviously likes the hell out of white meat. When I get through with her she is going to be more than ready to take all you boys on.”
Esmerelda could feel the challenging size of the big, thick cock, as it plowed her now slippery channel and she was beginning to enjoy the diabolical rape, in spite of herself. She had been fucked many times before. By boyfriends, by strangers and too often by criminals like these, although, up until now, all of the criminals had been Mexicans. This was going to be her first experience at getting gang raped by a bunch of white guys. She knew that they were going to give her a real nasty time of it. She had hurt some of them badly and there was no question that they were now going to exact their sexual revenge on her; and would make it twice as bad because they thought her to be a Mexican. She resigned herself to the fact that these low class beasts were going to have their sadistic fun fully brutalizing her bronze, glistening body.
She soon felt the invading cock pick up the pace to a near frenzy and she knew that she was going to be receiving a cum load shortly. She was absolutely right. Within a few seconds a hot stream of cum shot deep into her vagina, quickly followed by two more cum shots of equal volume, all of the thick, hot Anglo body fluid coating her channel completely, with the overflow coursing down her thighs. A few more volleys came as her user finished depositing all of his raw seed into her superb lower body. After a last few bangs, she felt the still stiff weapon withdraw and then other hands grasp her hips and jerk her upper body back through the hole, into the room where the other nine men were waiting anxiously to get their hands on her outrageously curved, bronze body and their cocks into her three empty orifices.
When her head had cleared the hole in the wall, they let her fall and as she hit the floor the leader said, “fuck her boys, fill the spic slut up with cum. Let her get a full taste of all of the white meat she could possibly want. Fuck the wetback bitch senseless.” The eager, horny, still very revengeful men began following his orders to a fault. Two of them grabbed her by the hair and dragged her out into the center of the floor. One of them dropped his pants and laid down on his back. Two of them then pulled her up and made her straddle the prone guy, facing his feet and the ugly thug on the floor guided her ass down over his rigid prick and watched the big, nasty white tool slide quickly up into the bimbo’s used, but still tight, snatch.
One thug went to her head and pushed it down until her back was parallel to the floor while another one stripped off his pants, straddled his horizontal gang member, squatted behind her fabulous bronze ass and began stabbing his member up her anus, working hard until he had all of it buried deep inside her tortured rear opening. The one at her head now tilted her face up and shoved his very thick, heavily blue veined, pure white cock into her mouth.
Having completed their triple stuffing of the Aztec super heroine, they began the gang fucking of her. Esmerelda felt the two side by side slabs of Anglo meat begin their double penetration banging of her two helplessly packed orifices. As they plowed in and out of her side by side lower chutes, their cocks twisted inside of her, creating intense pressure against her stretched walls and bringing loud moans from their helpless victim. Meanwhile the third participant was using her mouth like it was another pussy and reaming it wildly. Every few strokes, he stabbed it down her throat and left it in until she choked on it, then pulled it back and mouth fucked her while she regained her breath, then shoved it down her throat again.
Esmerelda could do nothing but take what they were doing to her. They had defeated her physically and now she was being defeated mentally and they were quickly turning her into little more than a mindless whore. After many minutes of brutal, vicious violations of her three ports of entry, the first threesome shot their full loads into her, flooding her holes to overflowing.
When the first group had pulled out of her oozing slots, two more guys took her by the arms and lifted her up a couple of feet off the floor. The guy with the emptied cock slid out from under her and a new thug took his place and she was quickly lowered and re-cocked. Almost immediately another white shaft was crammed fully into her plundered ass and seconds later a third cock was placed against her lips and lewdly thrust it into the just fucked oral cavity.
Cocks began plunging in and out of her voluptuous form and she again became an almost witless sex toy. This trio, having already fucked the two hostages, were able to sustain their brutal invasion of her body and mind, for a long time, before they emptied their swollen, super stimulated balls into their rape victims helpless prick receptacles, firing enough cum into her holes to almost change her nationality.
When the next set of three mounted her, she was just a waiting, open receptacle and this trio of vicious Anglos reamed her so thoroughly that she could now do nothing but helplessly let them use her. Her body was bucking for them by the time they finished making gaping holes out of her totally ravaged lower orifices. To further humiliate the totally defeated and degraded bronze beauty, her oral plunderer jerked his heavy cock out of her mouth as it started going off, and let his cum shots splatter all over her face.
When this last group had finished their nasty deep drilling her ports of pleasure, she was covered with sweat and bodily fluids and the men’s cum was flowing freely out of each of her ravished sexual openings. The cum leaking from her totally raped mouth was joined by her drool and the semen running down her face, as they left her on the floor on her hands and knees too tired to do anything but hang her head and try to catch her breath, after the total debauching she had just gone through.
The leader then had them drag her over to where he was sitting on the dirty floor. They put her on her knees and leaned her head down and the tattooed leader slid her slack, totally fucked mouth down over his again rigid pecker. He slapped her on the back of her head and said, “Suck it off you bronze tramp and do a damn good job of it.” She did as she was told and, from memory and experience and with a desire to avoid further physical abuse, she was able to satisfy him completely, in spite of the pain that raged through her voluptuous, totally beaten and used body.
After the leader had ejaculated in her mouth and had completely emptied his testicles into her belly, three of the men dragged her over against a wall and started molesting her some more. Esmerelda’s mind was that of a pure slut by now and she automatically responded to their demands almost in a sexual trance. The vicious, nasty white thugs had so defeated her that she was now their helpless, willingly, responsive sex toy. A cock was shoved into her mouth and she went to work gratifying it without thinking. “Damn one of her rapists said, “the Mexican bitch has really come around and she sure does like white cockmeat now, don’t she,” as he laughed the callous laugh of a conqueror.
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The Blonde Avenger came up to the
sheriff and said, “Hi, the
“What’s happened so far,” she asked politely? “Well, we have been negotiating with them for an hour. They have been stalling around, apparently to give themselves enough time to rape the Aztec super heroine they captured. They now want us to fill up their van with gas and then back off and let them get away. If we don’t do it, they say they are going to start killing the hostages, one at a time, and throw them outside.” “Well, are you going to do what they’ve asked,” asked The Blonde Avenger. “Shit, lady, I don’t know, they’ve got me buffaloed. As I asked a minute ago, have you got any ideas,” the anguished Sheriff asked?” “Well, if we don’t do something, they are going to kill someone, then what,” she asked? “God damned, I don’t know honey, you tell me. If I decide to attack them instead, they’ll probably kill the hostages anyway, so I’m between a rock and a hard place.”
“Have you got any real firepower here with you,” The Blonde Avenger asked. “The only thing we’ve got is one fifty clip AK-47,” he responded. “Where is it,” she asked. “My deputy Claude over there, has it,” he answered. “Have him bring it over here,” she ordered. “What the hell for,” he questioned? “Well we can’t just sit here and let them keep abusing the hostages and then watch them kill them. I am going to go in and arrest the bastards,” she said authoritatively. “Shit, lady, you can’t do that, it is way too dangerous; you may get yourself killed, as well as the hostages,” he informed her. “You just stay here and I’ll take full responsibility for what happens,” she told him.
“Alright lady, I hope the fuck you know what you are doing, that is one bad bunch of assholes in there,” he pointed out to her. “So am I,” she replied softly. “Claude bring that AK-47 over here,” the Sheriff said to his deputy. The Blonde Avenger took the weapon, checked it over and kicked off the safety. “You know how to use that thing lady,” he asked? “Well enough,” she responded, then disappeared into the dark.
She worked her way around to the end of the strip center then slung the weapon over her shoulder and scaled the wall. When she was on the roof she eased her way down to the skylight she had previously noticed was on the roof of the building. Fortunately, she found that the skylight was right above the room the criminals were in. She carefully looked down and could see most of the thugs congregated at the front of the store watching the police through the windows and saw that this group had the three guns that the escapees were reported to have in their possession.
She saw two naked Mexican female hostages huddled together in the very back of the room, sobbing, and saw three of the escaped criminals molesting a wonderfully endowed, absolutely gorgeous, bronze skinned woman who had obviously been severely beaten as well as thoroughly raped. This was undoubtedly the Aztec super heroine. Everything in view, The Blonde Avenger smashed the skylight with the butt of the AK-47 and leaped down to the floor below.
Landing on her high heeled, booted feet, like a cat, she yelled, “alright guys, the game is over, you are all under arrest.” The startled criminals turned towards her and saw a golden costumed super heroine brandishing an attack weapon. They all froze for a minute, then one of them, apparently the leader, said, “who the fuck are you, bitch?” “I am your worst nightmare you worthless piece of shit,“ she said with a smile, “Now put down your weapons and lets’ go out and see the Sheriff.”
“Go to hell you stupid cunt. You must be another one of those super heroines who is out to save the world from guys like us. Well I understand just enough about you sluts to know that you ain’t going to use that gun; it is against your principles. So, we are not going anywhere, you half dressed bimbo. All that is going to happen here, right now, is that we are going to overpower you just like we did the Mexican slut and you are just going to end up being another great looking cunt for us to fuck,” he said with a sadistic leer.
“Alright boys, what do you say we call this Amazon bitch’s bluff and jump the prick teasing whore, put a world of hurt on her and really show her who’s boss. Then we’ll fuck her brains out just like we did the others and later we’ll let her watch us kill the others and toss their bodies out to the Sheriff,” he laughed.
The Blonde Avenger said, “Have you got a name, asshole?” “Sure super babe, it’s Max. What’s it to you,” he smirked? “Have you got a second in command Max,” she asked in a clear, low voice. “Sure, it is Ralph here,” he said pointing to the thug standing next to him holding a pistol. Why gorgeous, do you want to know all of our names before we beat the shit out of you and fuck you brain dead?”
The round from the muzzle of the AK-47 went between his teeth as he uttered the last word. The back of Max’s head exploded and splattered all over the wall behind him. His body flew backward and bounced off the wall and fell to the floor, where it went through a quivering death rattle, as the noise from the discharge of the heavy weapon resounded throughout the room.
She looked at Ralph and said, “Well Ralph, I guess you are now the first in command. I certainly hope that you are a better negotiator than Max was.” A thug standing two men away from Ralph raised the weapon he was holding and three heavy slugs entered his chest, in a very tight pattern, and he was slammed to the floor by the force of the copper tipped lumps of heavy metal, so completely dead that his body didn’t move at all.
“Darn, I hate it when guys do that,” The Blonde Avenger said, “now Ralph, you drop your weapon and tell your boys line up against the wall or I am going to kneecap you and you can spend the rest of your life in jail with no legs. She fired off a round, sending a bullet whistling between his legs, the speeding projectile clipping his pant leg a half an inch below his crotch, as it sailed by. Ralph’s gun clanked to the floor and he said, “which wall?”
After the now gang of only eight had all pressed their hands against the wall, The Blonde Avenger opened the front door of the store and yelled out to the Sheriff to come on in. The Stetson hated police officer entered, followed by his three deputies. She handed the AK-47 to him and said, “Okay, guy, they are all yours.” “What the fuck happened,” he asked in astonishment? “Well, while I was explaining things to these guys, two of them decided that they would rather commit suicide than surrender,” she explained.
The Mexican cops came in carrying
blankets and covered up the two traumatized hostages. The Blonde Avenger went over to Esmerelda and
helped her to her feet, then started leading her towards the front door. They stopped a moment and The Blonde Avenger
told the Mexican officers, “I will take care of getting Esmerelda back to
Ralph said to the Sheriff, “That crazy super heroine bitch just murdered our two guys, you should be arresting her instead of letting her walk out.” The Sheriff said, “Son, you must be hallucinating. Were they armed,” he asked? “Damned right they were,” Ralph responded. “Did they threaten the lady,” the Sheriff asked patiently? “Well Max said we were going to beat the shit out of her and fuck her good,” Ralph answered. “Anybody aim a gun at her,” the Sheriff went on? “Shit yes,” Ralph snarled. “Sounds like a clear case of self defense to me,” sonny, the Sheriff concluded, “and I think the two hostages you guys raped will say the same thing to the judge.”
In the background, they all heard the roar of a heavy vehicle peeling out and heading north, carrying a pair of major babes. All of the men’s minds conjured up the burning vision of those two splendid, unforgettable bodies, swallowing hard, as the roar of the truck faded into the night.
Now, miles from the scene, the Aztec Princess’s soiled, sticky, voluptuous body was squeezed against the exquisite, toned, rounded flesh of her rescuer and both of them could feel the heat of the others curves on top of curves. Although she had never had sex with a woman, Esmerelda was finding that this golden package of femininity to be irresistible and her bronze hands were beginning to run themselves over the taunt skin of the sensuous, exciting and very dangerous woman sitting next to her.
SUNDAY:
Mona was awakened by the feel of her crotch being kissed, chewed and probed. She opened her eyes and found herself lying on her back looking right up at Esmerelda’s leather covered pussy, with its very prominent camel toe fully outlined through the thin crotch material of her miniscule costume material. The bronze Aztec was on her knees, straddling Mona’s shoulders, her head between Mona’s wide spread thighs as, among other things, she periodically sunk her teeth into the puffy pussy lips that she’d uncovered when she had pulled aside the crotch of her companions golden costume.
Mona lay there a minute staring at the pussy that was poised just above her head, seemingly waiting for something to be done to it, while she enjoyed the playful attack on her vagina by her new Aztec sexpot girl friend. When she and Esmerelda had gotten to her house last night, they had spent some time in the front seat of her Hummer, exploring each other, then had gone into the house and gotten very serious about getting to know each other, intimately.
The Aztec Princess was a very talented, imaginative, uninhibited and intense lover, who had been so interested in experiencing, for the first time, the pleasures of girl on girl sex, with her blonde bombshell rescuer, that they never did remove their costumes, choosing just to push portions of the other’s clothing out of the way, when they wanted to get to an area that was covered. Of course, considering their costumes, there was much more of their bodies bare than not bare.
Esmerelda’s raped and ravished orifices had gotten much oral attention last night and Mona had spent so much time with her face buried in the Aztec beauty’s very stretched and oozing lower orifices, that she had fully shared in the creamy product of the raping Esmerelda had received prior to her rescue, swallowing as much of the rapists cum as Esmerelda had. Her ministrations to the Aztec’s hot spots had driven her fellow Amazon wild and she had introduced the eager Esmerelda to many of the pleasures of girl on girl sex, playing her magnificent body like it was a fine instrument.
Mona’s blissful remembrances of the night before’s sexual activities, along with the work of Esmerelda’s talented mouth and tongue, finally spurred her to reach over and grab the 18” baby blue, double headed dildo that they had used so much last night. With it held firmly in one hand, Mona then used the fingers of her other hand to pull the leather crotch aside, fully exposing the bronze twat that hovered above her face. Mona began shoving one end of the blue double dildo up into the open, still oozing gash, until she had half of it forced into the panting Esmerelda’s squirming lower body.
Mona then stuck the other end of the long dildo into her own mouth, then reached up and grasped the perfect ass cheeks and pulled the filled pussy down towards her face and started giving the dildo some head. Esmerelda immediately reacted by beginning to hump her blonde lovers face. She was so strong that her persistent face fucking accomplished deep throat. The Aztec was able to squeeze the portion of the double dildo that was buried inside her, with her cuntal channel, and pull the dildo out of Mona’s throat, then plunge it back in, something that the Aztec beauty repeated many times.
After an almost violent session of this version of a 69 pleasuring, Mona had them disengage. Mona pulled the dildo out of both of them and had Esmerelda get up, turn and sit between her spread thighs, facing her, with Esmerelda’s legs draped over her legs. Mona then fed the baby blue, double headed dildo into the Aztec’s vagina then took the other end and stuffed the other end up into her own snatch. They both scooted their asses forward until the entire dildo was out of sight, inside of them.
They put their arms around each other, mashed their huge breasts together, locked lips and began frigging each other, wantonly. They fucked this way until it produced a climax and they had enjoyed it so much that they continued their humping until a second climax was achieved. Mona then reached down and pulled the entire weapon out of both of their pussies, reversed it and fed it into both of their mouths and they gave the dripping double headed tool, a double head job, until their jaws ached.
Mona had
intended to drive her guest back to
They had breakfast, then showered together, both still wearing their costumes, except for Esmerelda’s skirt, and they washed each others body hugging outfits until they were perfectly clean again. Mona then dressed herself in a pair of white short-shorts and a halter top and put on a pair of five inch high white wedges. Esmerelda just left her tiny outfit on, wet, and put her skirt back on. They then indulged themselves with each others bodies until the doorbell rang.
Mona extracted a string of very large beads out of Esmerelda’s anus, then went to the door, opened it and welcomed a dashing, young, mustachioed, very dark skinned Aztec (she presumed). She said hello and waived him inside where Esmerelda embraced him then said, “Mona, this is my fiancée, Manuel.” Mona kissed him on the cheek, then they all went, arm and arm, into the bar and got a drink.
After several sips of a fiery mixed beverage, they went into the living room and sat down on a large couch, each luscious female flanking the wide-eyed Manuel. Esmerelda said, “Senora, it is our custom that, when we are indebted to someone, as I am to you for rescuing me from those nasty, criminal rapists, I must share my fiancée or husband with you. Would you please accept Manuel’s sexual services as repayment for my debt to you?”
Mona thought, “My goodness, what interesting customs these Aztec’s have.” She had been submersed in female sex long enough to be hungry for a big cock to fuck. She looked at the good looking, dark Aztec in his tight leather pants and, more particularly, looked at the size of the package that was bulging therein, and said, “Why Esmerelda, I very much feel that I must honor your custom, therefore I accept.”
Esmerelda smiled at her fiancée and pushed his him back against the soft couch cushions, then reached down and unbuckled his belt, unzipped his fly, then slid his pants off, exposing a truly imposing cock that was so dark, it was almost black. Esmerelda grasped the long, thick monster in both hands and forced its head into her own mouth and lustily French kissed it. Then, holding it firmly at the base, she removed it from her mouth and looked at Mona and said, “Please come down here and I will feed it to you. Mona immediately arose and watched Manuel watch her stand up, then kneel down beside his thighs, across from Esmerelda. He had a broad smile on his face and a glint in his eyes that disclosed to Mona that he obviously liked statuesque, Anglo blondes to play with, as much or perhaps more so than black haired Aztecs.
When Mona was settled in place on her knees, Esmerelda grasped her by the back of the neck, pulled her head down and fed her the fiancées magnificent, dark hued prick. Once she had gotten all of it in Mona’s mouth that she could, Esmerelda continued to hold it as she excitedly watched her boyfriends cock impale her new friend’s head, deeply. As Mona sucked, the uninhibited Aztec Princess not only kept pumping the blackish flesh pole in and out of Mona’s mouth, she also jacked it off, while she watched her blonde sex partner suck it wantonly.
Mona looked up into Manuel’s face and saw him grinning lewdly, as he watched her take his mouthful of dark meat and let his fiancée fuck her mouth with it. He held out for a long time, then the ejaculation was as impressive as the size of his near black cock. Mona swallowed half of the flow of its thick, creamy output then, after he’d shot all of the rest of it into her mouth, she shared the other half with Esmerelda, in a long, hot, very juicy French kiss.
The engaged couple then laid Mona on her back in the middle of the floor and stripped her short-shorts off. Manuel pushed Mona’s knees up to her shoulders and climbed between her wide spread thighs. Esmerelda got behind him and grasped his cock and put it into Mona’s steaming hot vagina. Mona then got the long, extremely satisfying fucking she had been waiting for, while Esmerelda stayed behind Manual, putting her tongue to his balls as he fucked the blonde Anglo Amazon and also put the talented tongue up both his and her hostesses ass, adding to the totality of the rigorous, deep fucking Mona was getting from the massive dark, pussy stretching cockmeat.
After Manuel had fully gratified himself forking the American’s pink pussy, he creamed the blonde beauty, filling her happy twat to overflowing. He jumped and quickly put Esmerelda on her back, on the floor, then put Mona on top of her, in a 69 position, and had the two overheated women go after each others pussies, his cum load oozing out of the white Amazons well plundered snatch and into his fiancées mouth. He watched them for awhile as they ate each others snatches, then knelt in front of Mona’s head and jerked it up by the hair and stuffed his cum covered prick into her mouth and had her clean it up and re-stimulate it, then callously withdrew it and callously pushed her face back down into his fiancées frothing, humping pussy.
He then stepped behind the upturned ass of his gringo hostess and stuffed his re-stiffened prod up her ass, with a nasty flare that brought moans from his white skinned gift, and let his hottie fiancée watch his dark dong plow the blonde Anglo’s anal passage, while she split her time between eating pussy, licking her boyfriend’s huge sack of balls and periodically letting him stick the flavorful dong in her mouth to be sucked. Through all of this Mona ate bronze pussy with a passion and moaned in appreciation of the plowing her ass was getting from the powerful, black hued flesh pole.
When Manuel had again emptied his balls and was through with her, Mona got up, found her short-shorts and put them back on. Manual had brought Esmerelda some clothes to wear on the ride home. While his fiancée was in the bathroom changing and freshening herself up, Manual took this time alone with Mona to plant seeds for the future with his new blonde acquaintance. He played with her body, gave her his phone number and got her private number in return, then suggested that they should get together again next month when he and a couple of his buddies were going to be in San Diego.
When Esmerelda came out, ready to
go, Mona walked the horny, unfaithful young couple out to his Ferrari and
waived as they drove away towards
MONDAY MORNING:
- CALL FROM A SEXY BEST FRIEND:
Cindy had finished feeding her husband Bill his breakfast and sending him off to work and was now toweling off after her shower. She heard the telephone ring and in a few moments there was a knock on the bedroom door and she heard her son Jerry say, “Mom, its Sally.” “Okay, thanks honey,” she answered, as she went over and sat on the edge of the bed, picked up the receiver and said to her oldest and closest friend from high school, “Hi there, babe.” “Hi darling, I hope I didn’t wake you up,” Sally said brightly. “Oh no, I have been up for hours,” Cindy responded. Sally said, “Well, I am making my regular bi-monthly call to see how things are going with you.”
“Well you caught me at a very busy
time. My husband Bill’s kid sister,
Celeste, is getting married this Friday, in
“Well who did that knockout capture
for herself,” Sally asked? “Celeste is
marrying a young man from a very wealthy Italian family,” Cindy replied, “I
don’t really know much at all about the family.
The father is a very mysterious guy named Carmen Basilio, who I have met
only once. I don’t know what he does,
but he must be very successful at it, he has a huge mansion overlooking the
“I met the fiancé, Frankie Basilio, the last time we visited her. He’s a dark, handsome young man who is really full of himself and acts like a complete jerk. Being a good Italian, he apparently feels that it is his obligation and right to pinch every girl’s ass that he sees. Hell, even though he was engaged and I was married, he cornered me in the house and made a pass at me. But, putting aside his bad manners and the fact that he attempted to get me to perform oral sex on him, Celeste has been going with him for a long time and is fully aware of his womanizing ways and either really loves the guy or has just decided that his family is too rich not to marry into, in spite of Frankie’s wandering eye and cheating ways. But, whatever, as long as it’s okay with her, it’s okay with me.”
“The wedding is quite the social
event in
“Bill and I are leaving first thing in the
morning and are going to take a leisurely drive up to
“Oh,” Sally commented, “so the bride isn’t the only one who’s going to get screwed this week.” “Gosh I hope not, I am planning on getting in a lot of salacious sex while we are there,” Cindy laughed. “Oh, it doesn’t sound like you’ve changed your sexy ways a bit since high school,” Sally teased. “And just what do you mean by that,” Cindy said, trying to sound offended.
“Well honey, as your best friend in school, I well remember that you were quite the sex pot and cock sucking was your specialty,” her friend stated accusingly. “Well I’ll admit that I was extremely interested in boys back then, but I was just trying to practice safe sex and I thought that oral sex was my best way of not getting pregnant,” Cindy responded, offering up a weak excuse. “Well that sounds like a good story now, but remember, I was on some double dates with you and I know, first hand, that you had cocks going off quite regularly in places other that your mouth,” Sally said, emphatically. Cindy protested with curse, then said, “well I will just take the fifth amendment on your accusations, girl friend.”
Sally said, “okay, okay, be that way. By the way, your son who answered the phone is sounding quite grown up. How are those handsome twins of yours doing these days? “Oh God, they are absolute murder,” Cindy groaned. “Their sixteenth birthday is on the same day as the wedding. They are typical teenage boys. Horny twenty-four hours a day, consumed by internet and movie porn, girlie magazines are everywhere and now they have added hot and cold running teeny bopper girls coming over to the house, all hours of the day and night. Hell they are so easily turned on all of the time, that I feel like I have to watch what I wear, for fear that they are going to jump me if I dress too provocatively. God, what an age to go through. And besides all that, they are as handy with Mona and Margie’s bodies as Celeste’s Italian fiancé is with every other woman’s body. I don’t know how my sister and niece put up with the horny, groping little shits.”
Sally said, “Speaking of that big, sexy older sister of yours who, by the way, was always my role model for sophisticated prick teasing, how is she doing these days?” “Wonderful,” Cindy replied, “in fact she and her daughter are going to be here in less than an hour to take me shopping. They insisted on helping me pick out some very sexy clothes to wear for Bill, as well as to the parties before and after the wedding.” “Well, you certainly have the right person going with you to help you pick out sexy clothes,” Sally commented with a sly laugh, “Mona is the fox of all foxes.”
“Yes, she told me, when she set this shopping trip up, that she was going to make me buy some very erotic, revealing clothes. In fact she and Margie both think that I should dress like a total slut for Bill, and drive him crazy,” Cindy said, with an excited sigh. Sally responded, “Well you listen to your sister’s advice, she knows absolutely everything there is to know about dressing like a slut. You’ll get all of the fucking you could possibly want, if you’ll follow your super sexy sister’s suggestions.” “Well I promise I’ll do what she says, because I really do want to get a good fucking this week,” Cindy confessed.
“In fact, believe it or not, Mona is going to be house sitting the two boys while we are away at the wedding,” Cindy informed her. “Damn, I bet the boys are looking forward to that. Talk about putting the ultimate in temptation in front of two horny wolf cubs. The three of them ought to have a real hot, tense week together,” Sally said, with a whistle, “those boys will be upstairs jacking off every hour, on the hour, having to watch all of those superb curves walking around in front of them, all day long.” “Oh, Mona will be fine with them; she doesn’t seem to mind their antics and just takes it all with a grain of salt,” Cindy responded confidently.
“Well since you have so much going on, darling, I will let you go. Have a great week with your husband at the wedding and call me when you get back and tell me all about the wedding, the parties and your wild, juicy sex activities,” Sally said with envy. “I will for sure,” Cindy promised, “thanks for calling, sweetie, bye now.”
- WAITING
TO SEE THE BABES:
Since she was going to be buying party clothes today, Cindy decided that she should wear the same type of bra, garter belt, panties, nylons and high heeled shoes that she would be wearing when she actually wore the stuff they were going out to buy today. To go with her frothy undergarments, she elected to wear a very sexy one piece cocktail dress, of light, stretchy material. It was a light rose color, short, low cut and barely covered the nylons and garter belt she was wearing, as it fit itself to her superb curves like a second skin. It was also a very functional dress for this boutique hopping tour, since it was so easy to get on and off.
But it was not just functional, it was as provocative as hell and she felt ultra sexy in it. In fact, just sliding it down over her body made her hot. This was a dress she had only worn once before and the night she had worn it, the dress had raised the eyebrows of every man at the party she had gone to and, as was too often the case, without her husband. She was secretly pleased, that night, knowing that if she had waggled her finger at any of the men who were ogling her, they would have pushed their wives or dates out of the way and come over and let her have her way with them, in a heartbeat.
Once she was fully dressed and primped, she took a long look at herself in her full length mirror, from all angles, then gave herself a pleased wink of satisfaction. It was truly wonderful to be an Amazon. She may not have chosen to be a practicing super heroine, like her sister had, but she loved the fact that, like all Amazon women, she got sexier and better looking as each year went by. She knew, from looking in her mirror, that she wasn’t going to have to take a backseat to her luscious sister today, because she was every bit the voluptuous match for her sibling. With a confident strut, she went out of the bedroom to go downstairs to get her purse and put together her makeup, combs, etc., while she waited for Mona and Margie to arrive.
Cindy had never been interested in being a super heroine and had been quite pleased and satisfied to lead the low-key, humdrum life of a ravishingly gorgeous, pampered housewife. Occasionally there had been times when she’d been faced with situations where she wished she had been wearing her sister’s power belt, so she could put unruly, obnoxious troublemakers in their place. Afterwards, she had usually been glad that she hadn’t had or used the power belt, knowing the awesome strength she would have wielded and the responsibility that went with it.
Mona had always insisted that she take her old power belt on trips, just in case something happened, and she always did. A couple of times, under extreme duress, she had put it on and had disposed of the problem she’d encountered, with extreme violence, and her antagonists had been vanquished, with dispatch. Even these two isolated instances hadn’t tempted her to go further into super heroineism. She much preferred being a pacifist and not have the awesome responsibility that came with being a super heroine.
The boys had been closely listening to their plush bodied mother walking around upstairs in her bedroom, getting dressed. As always, they were more than anxious to see what she had chosen to wear. Added to the horrific sexual urges of mid-teen boys, the twins Amazon heritage, a circumstance they knew nothing about, had the added circumstance of their being blessed with much larger than normal sexual appetites, almost insatiable sex drives and dicks whose size far exceeded those of their “all human” counterparts.
Along with waiting to see their mother’s outfit for the day, they were also awaiting, with dry mouths, the arrival of their aunt Mona and her daughter Margie. The twins had known, since last Friday, that their two sumptuous relatives were coming over today and their balls had practically turned blue over the weekend, thinking about the two fable bodied women and what super sexy outfits they might show up in today. In addition, of course, they were also looking forward to getting all of the side benefits of the hugs they received from their two relative’s splendid bodies and the strategic feels they were always able to cop from them.
It wasn’t easy having two women drop by all the time, that looked like their aunt and cousin did. The boys had seen every movie star, starlet and porn star that there was; and none of them looked as good as their two family members did. And what made things even tougher on the nerves of the two horny, near 16 year olds, was the fact that their mother looked just as good as her sister and niece did. The boys lived in a perpetual world of sexual fantasy; and most of the time the sexual fantasies were walking around here in the house with them, right in front of their noses.
Of course, the two boys had already been spitting nails ever since they had found out that their aunt Mona had agreed to come over and stay with them while their mother and father went to their other aunt’s big society wedding in Santa Barbara. Their parents were going to be gone for five whole days and knowing that they were going to spend all that time alone with Mona’s astounding, prick teasing body, a body that they had been lusting after for years, had been boggling their minds. They had been dreaming, for the last month, about having her to themselves, seducing her, then screwing the hell out of her, non-stop, for all five days, starting the minute that they saw their mother and father drive out of sight in the morning.
The reason that they were so confident in their ability to be successful in bedding down the bodacious Mona, was the fact that they were very sure they had found a fail safe formula for getting her to give it up to them. A few short weeks ago, while Margie was visiting their mother, just for sexual kicks the boys had jacked off into a glass, mixed some chocolate syrup and milk in with their semen and then had given Margie the cum cocktail to drink. She had obligingly drunk it all down without having any idea what was in it.
To their amazement, it apparently had worked like an aphrodisiac on their outrageously stacked cousin and, while their mother went next door for a few minutes, Margie had come upstairs to their bedroom to see them. They had hit on her hard and she had offered minimal resistance and, during the sexual play, Jerry and his brother Larry had gotten her bent forward at the waist and Jerry had actually gotten his dick all the way into her pussy, from behind. But, before he could complete his conquest, their mother had come back into the house and the noise of her entry had broken the spell and had enabled Margie to regain her senses and run downstairs, putting an end to the sex game.
At the time, they hadn’t been exactly sure what had suddenly gotten their cousin so hot, but finally had deduced that it must have been caused by the cum shot cocktail they had given her. They had subsequently tried the same drink on a couple of girls that they had brought over to the house and got no results from it at all. Then with the undeterred enthusiasm and presumption of youth, they decided that the weight of the evidence indicated that it must be a family thing and that their cum only worked on female relatives. Therefore they had decided that, if it had worked on Margie, it should work on Margie’s mother, too. So, in preparation for tomorrow’s start of Mona’s house sitting, the confident twins had almost half filled a pint jar with their cum, in anticipation of overdosing their luscious aunt on the toxic cocktail and, as soon as she got hot, putting the meat to her.
Their reasoning and testing were both very flawed but, by the pure luck that often guides great events, they had been exactly correct. For the tribe of Amazons Mona, Cindy and Margie came from, cum was indeed an aphrodisiac. As is the case with all living things, some specific smells, actions and tastes conveniently turn on the females of any species and thereby enable the males to easily have their way with them. In the case of the boy’s spectacular kin, after the Amazon females had tasted the first portion of cum, however it was delivered to their orifices, they would quickly fall under its aphrodisiatic spell and become much to hot to resist being taken. If cum continued to be pumped into any and all of their three pleasurable ports of entry, they would continue to stay hot and helplessly available, a convenient circumstance that allowed males, of any type, to pleasure themselves with the cum intoxicated Amazon beauties, nearly always to excess.
Over the past two years that had led up to the twins pending orgy of a lifetime, with their outrageously endowed aunt, the twins had spent untold hours watching porn movies of every conceivable type and had become familiar with everything that could be done with and to a woman. During this visual learning process, they had been amazed at what women would do and what they would allow to be done to them and how apparently willing they were to demean themselves for men. During the last year of this enjoyable learning process, they had tried out several of these visually observed sexual concepts on some of the girls that were always dropping by and usually had good, but clumsily amateurish results.
To better test, practice and improve on their skills and understanding of how best to use and abuse women and prove to themselves how far a woman would let themselves just be pushed into total debauchery, they had gone to a few whore houses and had worked over the prostitutes in tandem, just like they hoped to do with Mona and Margie. They had pushed the whores over the edge, in their attempts to see how far they could go with women; whores being just a commercial extension of all women’s willingness to provide sexual pleasures to males. Their results had been very personally gratifying, at the hard, degrading expense of the prostitutes they were using; and they now felt more than ready to put their finely honed skills to work on the superb bodies of their aunt and cousin.
Last week, in anticipation of making the absolute best of this time they were going to have with their hot, sexy, statuesque aunt, they had gone to a fetish shop and used their savings to purchase a variety of handcuffs, ankle manacles, rope, bungi cords, ball gags of various types, bulging butt plugs, various sizes of alligator clamps and lead weights and several dildos of different sizes and colors, including one of near horse proportions. They had even found some pliable, rubberized action dolls of super heroines. They were about a foot tall, had bodies that looked amazingly similar to Mona’s and Margie’s, and had sexy little outfits painted on them. The boxes the action figures came in were labeled The Blonde Avenger and Red Ryder and the very intrigued boys bought two of each of them. They bought them with a diabolical use in mind, having three very specific anatomical places in Mona’s stunning body where they were planning to stick them, repeatedly. They had been prick teased by their super curved aunt for too many years to spare her anything now. She was going to get the full treatment from everything they had learned.
They went home that day, fully equipped for their five days of a three person orgy. The boys were highly charged and ready to put their full efforts and even fuller erections into this long awaited five day sex session, with the perfectly structured body of their sensational, extremely hot looking, always prick teasing Aunt Mona.
They heard their mothers bedroom door open upstairs and rushed over to the bottom of the stairs and looked up, with a lump in their throats, and watched their spectacular mother walk down the stairs, her body swaying enticingly in the form hugging, light red dress. For the first three or four steps that she took, they got a full upskirt crotch shot of her matching, rose colored panties. After their lush bodied mother reached the bottom of the stairs, she scoldingly lightly slapped their leering faces, as she swept past them into the kitchen. They went up the stairs slowly and Jerry said to his brother, “god damned, she looks absolutely fantastic today, I’ve got such a boner that I can’t walk straight.” “Jesus, I know what you mean,” confessed Larry, “I feel like my fuckin’ balls are going to break.”
When the twins finally got to the head of the stairs, they went to the window that over looked the driveway and waited for Mona’s Jaguar to pull in below them. They didn’t have to wait long. The sleek car rolled in and stopped right under the window and the two boys looked down through the windshield, at four fantastic thighs and two fully exposed crotches. They were closest to the passenger side, so they got a spectacular view of their cousin Margie’s legs, from ankles to panties, as she casually slid out of the front seat of the car. Then, as she walked right below them, they got a full view of her two jutting, jiggling melons, that were standing out in front of her like they were being served on a platter.
The boys, trying to hastily wipe the drool off of their lips as they ran, rushed down the stairs and threw open the front door, before the visitors even had time to ring the doorbell. They stepped forward and each grabbed a babe in an octopus like, fast groping, bear hug. Most of the things that the twins wanted to touch, were, before the two accommodating women were able to untangle themselves from the two horny boys and go inside.
Cindy came out to the front entry carrying her purse, just as the boys were being separated from the two unbelievably ripe bodies. “Alright guys, we will be gone for a few hours. I have left you some sandwiches to eat for lunch. Behave yourselves and we will see you when we get back.” The boys extracted one more kiss and hug from each of their fable bodied relatives, then watched their fabulous asses undulate towards the Jaguar. As they gazed at the splendidly erotic, swaying sight, Jerry said, “have you ever seen three such gorgeous asses, how could you possibly chose between them? Oh man, you can’t, I want to fuck all of them.” “Yeah,” responded Larry, “well at least we know that we are finally going to get to fuck one of them tomorrow. God damn aunt Mona looks fine in that micro-mini dress she’s wearing, I can’t wait to stick my cock down her throat.” They waived as they watched the big car drive away, then went into the house, down the stairs to the basement refrigerator and added two more cum loads to their pint jar sperm bank.
- SOME HOT SHOPPING AND LUNCH:
The three super stacked honey’s happily waived goodbye to the two boys standing in the doorway. “Cute kids,” Mona opined. “Oh, don’t tell me that, they are driving me absolutely crazy. I tell you, they are obsessed with sex. They seem to have a hard-on twenty-four hours a day,” Cindy shot back. “Well, baby, they are supposed to be that way at their age. They are already well into the prime of their sexual lives,” Mona assured her. “Well, I just hope that I survive their passage into manhood,” Cindy groaned.
Mona laughed, “But lets’ forget about the boys, it is time for us to deal with your wedding trip activities and need for sex. We are going to Fredericks of Hollywood’s first and get you some stuff that will drive your husband off of the deep end and make this starving pussy of yours very happy,” Mona cooed, as she reached down and patted her sister’s prominent pubic mound. “Then we will go to Vixens and complete your wardrobe and not only get outfits to drive Bill crazy, but also some hot evening outfits that will do the same for everyone else who attends the parties and the wedding. We are going to dress you slutty enough to make you the star of the events,” Mona promised. “Okay,” Cindy smiled, “I am putting myself into your hands.”
Mona turned the car into
Cindy watched the tall body
disappear then said to Mona, “Damn, did you see that, she French kissed
me.” “Yes,” Mona said, “
Before long,
During the next hour Cindy modeled
several wicked outfits, accepted
While all this was going on, Margie had looked around the store and found a Dallas Cowboys Cheerleader outfit. She brought it over and they talked Cindy into trying it on. Having already been fully stimulated by hands, tongue and champagne, Cindy had readily agreed and shortly she came out wearing the world famous outfit. Fortunately, the outfit was one size too small for her, so it fit her perfectly. It came with a pair of five inch high heeled, white cowboy boots and matching elbow length gloves. With her long, thick mane of black hair, she looked like she belonged on the sidelines of a football game and, afterwards, under a pile of football players. Mona said, “Oh Jesus, honey, you just have to buy that one, too, it will be irresistible to Bill. He will love seeing you running around the hotel room looking like that. In fact, Bill ought to take you out bar hopping in it and really get both of you, and everyone else, turned on like crazy.”
Cindy turned her head towards Sidney, who was getting even more sexually confused, as he/she now had a full a hard on and was getting the long dormant urge to mount this irresistibly delicious looking cheerleader and get a piece of her tail, all the while making some strategic pats to make sure that the short-shorts crotch material was properly in place, as he/she simultaneously humped against the gorgeous, protruding ass that was pressed back against him, and Sidney heard the breathless, faux cheerleader say, “I’ll take it.”
They left the store, put the purchases in the trunk of the Jaguar and then Mona and Margie took the flushed and excited Cindy to Vixens. Inside they were greeted by a willowy blonde wearing a skin tight, black, latex catsuit with matching knee-high black boots and shoulder length gloves. “Hello my darlings, how are my absolutely favorite customers,” the full blown lesbian cooed? She placed one hand behind the neck of first Margie then Mona and gave them each a long French kiss, while she ran her other hand under their skirts and slipped three latex gloved fingers into their vaginas and fingered them thoroughly.
She pulled her tongue out of Mona’s mouth, looked at Cindy and said, “And who is this luscious picture of womanhood you have brought with you?” Mona, now that her mouth had been freed to talk, said, “this is my sister, Cindy. Cindy say hello to Davia Gold.” As Cindy opened her mouth to utter a greeting, Davia quickly inserted her long tongue into the opened oral orifice, silencing it before it had even had a chance to speak, just as she stuffed the same three gloved fingers up the black haired beauty’s already well titillated twat. By the time Davia had turned her loose, the steaming Cindy was humping the invading gloved fingers with enthusiasm. Davia, licked her lips, then sucked her fingers and said, “my goodness Mona, your sister is a hot, tasty young thing isn’t she, I must have her someday.”
Actually Davia didn’t have to wait for someday. While she was helping the ebony haired, outrageously stacked and very turned on sister, Cindy went off on Davia’s pussy inserted tongue and then went off again, later, when said tongue was inserted smoothly up into Cindy’s anus. Davia not only enjoyed the taste of the delightful sister, she also displayed her excellent taste in clothing and Cindy left the shop with a nipple low, crotch high, skintight micro party dress; a plunging neckline, slit up the side to the hip, evening gown; and another one piece party dress that had a very low cut, spaghetti string top, a fully flared, obscenely short skirt, that had difficulty covering any of her lower body and panties. If she were to bend over while wearing this scanty skirt, it would cause a riot.
By the time they got to the restaurant it was all Mona and Margie could to keep Cindy from making out with the waiter. After the aproned server had spent an hour attending to the three incendiary women, he really did need some sexual tension relief, and badly. Seeing the pain the young man was in, when she had finished signing the credit card slip, the ever compassionate Mona reached under his apron and gave him an extra tip. The mere touch of her hand and one firm squeeze of the rigid flesh tube she had found under the screen of cloth, produced a moan from the ball aching young man and she felt his apron hidden pants, suddenly get very wet.
The trio of temptresses raised the temperature in the restaurant when the got up and strutted out. They drove Cindy home and helped her take in the boxes of goodies they had helped her purchase and gave the boys their obligatory kisses and touches. Once everything had been put in Cindy’s bedroom, the three women came back downstairs. As Cindy explained to Mona where everything was and what she needed to do while she was staying there for the rest of the week watching the boys, the twins had gotten on each side of their dazzling, skimpily clothed cousin and tried to pick up where the had left off the last time she was there.
Margie, who was leaning over the island in the middle of the kitchen, listening to the other two women talk, almost unconsciously felt two hands begin to play with her ass and then dip between her legs from behind. Without thinking, she automatically spread her feet further apart, in response, and felt the fingers from one boy’s hand go into her pussy while fingers from the other boy’s hand slipped up her anus.
After a few pleasant, stimulating, invasive moments, she suddenly realized where she was and what was going on and quickly stepped away from her two incorrigible cousins and they regretfully felt their moist fingers slide out of the two well penetrated and temporarily obliging orifices. As Margie moved away from them, she thought to herself, “whew, boys will be boys, won’t they, mother is certainly going to have her hands full this week, coping with these two over-sexed teenagers.”
Soon, Mona and Margie walked out with kisses, hugs and waves, then drove away, their incestuous virginity still mostly intact.
MONDAY AFTERNOON:
- A
MEETING WITH THE FBI:
When Mona and Margie were just a few minutes away from Margie’s house, Mona’s special private cell phone rang. She picked it up, punched it on, saw the telephone number the call was coming from and said, “Hello Mike.” She heard the Mayor’s deep Irish voice say, “Hi, gorgeous, how’s my favorite super heroine squeeze.” “I’m just fine Mike, are you calling just to flirt with me, or is this an official business call,” she asked teasingly? “Well hell honey, it is impossible for me to call you without flirting with you, under almost any circumstances, but especially when I’ve got a monster hard-on in my other hand that I need to put in your mouth and let you suck off,” the Mayor said with a lusty laugh.
“Are you trying to proposition me,
Mr. Mayor,” she asked playfully? “Why
hell yes honey but, as a matter for fact, this is a serious business call. The FBI called me a couple of days ago. We had a long interesting talk, a good part
of which involved them telling me in detail about some very naughty sexual activities
that you and Margie have been performing in
“Now, since that phone call on Friday, I have been working closely with the FBI on a plan they are developing, to spy on the U.S. Mafia’s big bosses. This project that I have been helping them with just came to a head a few minutes ago and the chief FBI agent called me and asked if I could get you and Margie to come down to my office and meet with them right away.”
“My goodness, I hope they aren’t going to arrest us for being naughty girls,” Mona said with mock shock. “Oh my goodness no baby, in fact, at their request, I have committed your services to help them with the spying project. As a result The Blonde Avenger and Red Ryder will be performing a lot of very naughty sexual activities, real soon, but this time all in the authorized service of the U.S. Government,” Mike assured her.
“Well that does sound interesting, we’d love to meet with them if you want us too and, as a matter of fact, Margie is right here in the car with me.” “Damn, that’s fantastic, now I’ll get to be with both of you at the same time, will that ever be one hell of a treat. After listening to these FBI guys, for the last two days, telling me about your beastly sexcapades south of the border, I really do need some emergency sexual relief,” the Mayor chortled, “how soon can you get here?” “Will forty-five minutes be soon enough,” Mona queried? “It sure will sweetheart and me and this over-stimulated pecker of mine are looking forward to it, in more ways than one.” Mike said with a lewd laugh
Since they were already so close to Margie’s house, Mona went ahead and drove there. They went in and changed into their super heroine costumes, put on light coats to cover them and left their masks off so they would look like a regular citizen as they drove downtown. Mona made the trip a fast one, as she drove at her usual breakneck speeds and soon pulled into their special reserved parking space in the City Hall’s underground parking garage. They put on their masks, left their coats in the car, then elevatored up to the floor containing the Mayor’s quarters, let themselves in through the side entrance to Mike’s office and found him sitting with two guys dressed in cheap suits.
The Mayor got up and gave them both a big hug, then introduced them to his two visitors. “This is special agent Jack Ruby and his assistant Neil Armstrong, of the FBI.” Both super heroine beauties held out their gloved hands and greeted the two awe struck agents, who were having trouble looking them straight in the eye, because their eyes were too busy surveying every other feature of their voluptuous, minimally clad bodies.
Considering what the two agents had
learned during the past few days, about the lewd sex acts that these two super
heroines had committed in
The FBI agents almost helplessly gawked at the two stunning super heroines, with wide eyes and slack mouths, partly out of shock and partly because of their fast rising erections. After letting the agents get a full look at every part of the two super heroines’ superbly stacked, barely covered bodies, from neck to ankles, the Mayor invited them all to sit down.
In order to try and get the meeting to move from their bodies to the business at hand, Mona said, “Well gentlemen, the Mayor tells me that you have a special project you want us to help you with.” The two gulping agents, still trying to picture these two incredible looking creatures letting themselves be mounted by donkeys, were finally able to close their mouths and Jack said, “Why yes we do, Ms. Avenger.” “Well please tell us about it, we are very interested in hearing all of the details.” Mona slowly crossed her long, lush, high booted thighs and temporarily lost her audience again, while the two agents coughed uncontrollably as they gazed at female pulchritude like they had never seen before.
Jack and Neil again struggled to regain their composure and redirect their eyes, with Jack finally being able to resume talking, albeit somewhat hoarsely. “Ms. Avenger, for the last two years we have been investigating Carmen Basilio, a big time Mafia mob boss, whose territory is centered on the west coast. We have much evidence against him, but not yet enough for a conviction. We have had a couple of guys planted as moles inside his organization, for over a year and, as a result, we have excellent daily information about his plans and activities.”
“Mr. Basilio’s son is getting
married this Friday in
“Just an hour ago, Carmen
authorized that the final arrangements for the party and meeting be made. They are both going to be held across the
border in
Now even though the choice of Pedro’s was made last week, Carmen has purposely waited until the last moment, to give the official go ahead for this major event, in an attempt to keep the FBI guessing and thereby limit our ability to be able to react in time to take any of our normal eaves dropping and surveillance actions, in response.”
“But three things have happened during the past few days that have conspired to make this plan of Carmen’s, which he thinks is secret, become a unique, important opportunity for the FBI to eaves drop on he and his associates and get some critical, incriminating information against them.”
“First, while the preliminary work was being pursued, to identify the best place to hold the party and meeting, the person that Carmen appointed to set up the party and meeting, turned out to be one of our moles. He has worked hand in hand with Carmen in giving him the various ideas. Therefore, we have had the unique opportunity to be able to be kept fully informed each step of the way and have had the ability to control the progress of some of the surrounding events.”
“Second, while this party and meeting was being set up, once Pedro’s Cantina had been identified as the place of choice, Carmen got directly involved and talked to Pedro himself, and during the conversation got a recommendation from Pedro that, if he wanted to really give the bosses the ultimate treat, he ought to call a guy named Ronnie Levine, in San Diego, and make arrangements for him to bring in a couple of super heroines who moonlight as sexual entertainers for one of Ronnie’s Fetish Escort Services, to be the main orgy entertainment for the bosses party; and Pedro specifically recommended you two by name. Carmen, never having known before that there were super heroines who could be rented out for kinky sex orgies, loved the idea so much that, he not only wanted to bring two super heroines in for his bosses party, he also wanted to bring in another one to be the prime entertainment for his son’s bachelor party.”
“Carmen then told our mole exactly what he wanted to have done, so last Friday our mole made an exploratory call to Ronnie about using you two. Ronnie was very enthusiastic about it, but wasn’t sure whether you two would be available, but he assured our mole that he could provide some others, if necessary. After our mole had gotten all of the details from Ronnie, he told Ronnie that, for the sake of secrecy, he should hold off on contacting you two, until the final go ahead came down from Carmen.
Now, since the project required three super heroines, our mole, on the recommendation of Ronnie, contacted a guy named Sharkey, who Ronnie said had a financially strapped super heroine who he regularly booked for orgies and very kinky fetish parties. Our mole called Sharkey and got a very positive response. Just to make sure that there was no misunderstanding about what the super heroine would have to do, our mole asked Sharkey if she would fuck a donkey and whore herself for an orgy. Sharkey said that she would be more than willing and able to do both and that he would instruct her, in no uncertain terms, to let the mobsters do absolutely anything they wanted to do to her. At the end of the conversation he, too, was told to put everything on hold until Carmen gave the okay to proceed. Sharkey said he would hold off on doing anything and promised that he would keep his super heroine available until our mole called him back, one way or the other. During the conversation Sharkey immediately disclosed the name of his super heroine.”
“And let me tell you, as an aside, that the asking price for all three of your services is very steep. “How much,” Mona asked curiously? “Well, Ronnie is charging $20,000 each for the party, if you have to do the donkeys, and $15,000 if you don’t. Sharkey is charging a flat $12,000 a day for his super heroine, no matter what is done to her,” agent Ruby told her.
“The third break we got in this
project was that a revolutionary new piece of eaves dropping equipment was made
available to us, just last week. It was
developed by one of the FBI’s independent contract scientists, whose facility
is right here in
“Now, last week, once we became fully aware of everything that Carmen had in mind, we got in touch with the Mayor on Friday and told him all about what was going on. Because you two have been specifically recommended by Pedro, to participate in the party, you are in the unique position of being able to attend the orgy festivities free of the Mobs usual degree of heavy suspicion. Because of that fact, the Mayor assured me that he would make you two available to contribute your services to the project. He also assured us that you two would be very willing and able to carry out your assignment and everything that it entails and demands.”
“Based on the information received
from Sharkey, two agents from our
“During their interview with her, it turned out that, when this super heroine goes on these assignments for Sharkey, she works under the name of Femme Courageous, but she is actually the world famous super heroine, Blunder Broad. During their discussion with her, our agents agreed with her that, since she was so famous and her public reputation was so sterling, the FBI would never disclose that she was whoring herself out for money, just because she was experiencing hard financial times. Having that stipulation agreed too, she was very appreciative of their consideration and they said that they would personally vouch for her ability to do a great job of entertaining the mobsters and be able to take anything they threw at her.”
“Our
“Now the project itself is quite simple. We want to have you two pick Blunder Broad up at the airport, when she comes in this evening, and drive her to the laboratory of the inventor of the listening devices, to have the implants performed. Then Blunder Broad will spend the night with you, any where you chose, and in the morning two of you will go to Ronnie’s, who will then drive you down to Tijuana. The other one will be driven to Santa Barbara on Wednesday by a gofer of Sharkey’s and be delivered directly to the location of Carmen’s son’s bachelor party,” Jack explained.
“You three don’t have to do
anything for us but do what Carmen is renting you to do. We will have a mobile listening station near
both Pedro’s place and the site of the bachelor party and these teams of agents
will listen to, and record, everything that is said and done in your
presence. We have already worked things
out with the Mexican Federal Police and they have agreed to join us in eaves
dropping on the
In addition, we are hopeful that Carmen likes you so much that he will invite you to the meeting the next day, to continue your servicing of the bosses, so that we can eaves drop on that meeting too. We know that these guys will all be relaxed and, therefore, will undoubtedly say things in your presence that will be very useful to us in developing evidence against them for both past crimes and future ones. You three should do everything you can to stay engaged with them as long as possible. The longer you are in their presence the more information and evidence we will be able to gather. When this is over, you three will never be asked to testify against the Mob, we only want the recorded information we receive from the implant advices,” Jack assured them.
“So ladies, you know better than I, what is in store for you. The bosses are still going to be a little suspicious at first and will make very sure that you aren’t carrying a wire. Once they are satisfied that you aren’t, things will probably still be very rough, based on what we know about their other orgy parties. These are not nice guys we are dealing with here. In normal circumstances they have a very low regard for women and are very abusive to them and typically knock them around a lot. In your cases, you can expect the treatment to be even worse. The sex will be strenuous and then, of course, they will probably make you service the donkeys, to further add to their entertainment pleasure. But keep in mind, while you are suffering all of the abuses and humiliations, you will be doing your country a great service,” Jack concluded dramatically.
Mona looked at Margie and said, “Well, doing this will be ruining all of the plans I have made for the week and Cindy will be totally devastated, but what do you think about it Red Ryder?” “Margie responded, “Well, we work for the Mayor and since he has committed us to do this project, I don’t think that we have any choice in the matter. We are super heroines and catching criminals is what we do. I think we must accept the challenge and do everything that we can to make the project a success.” Mona turned to agent Ruby and said, “Okay, you heard what Red Ryder said, we will do it.”
The FBI agent said, “Damn, that is great Ms. Avenger,” and he shook both of their hands. “Now there is no time to waste. We will go in the other room and make all of our calls and get the ball rolling. Mayor, why don’t you work out with the your two super heroines, who is going to do what and when you are ready, call us back in and tell us what you have decided,” Jack said, and the two agents got up and left.
The Mayor leaned forward on his desk and said, “Well, you two have taken on quite a chore and I want to thank you on behalf of the citizens of this great country for what you are going to do and let be done to you. Now, that having been said, since I have had to listen to all of the god damned tales about the hot sex you two have been having without me in Tijuana; you owe me a big time dual cock sucking. I still can’t believe that my own two personal main squeezes have been out cheating on me with a god damned bunch of donkeys. Shame on you for not letting me in on it, you know how much I would have liked to have watched you two get donkey donged. So now, before we get down to business, come over here and sit in my lap and make up to me for all of your indiscretions.”
Mona thought about reminding Mike
again, that they had performed in
Mike soon watched his huge cock disappear into Mona’s mouth and groaned appreciatively when the bulbous head hit her tonsils and said, “Oh, god damn, that feels good, you gorgeous slut. Now lick my balls Margie.” With eyes temporarily closed he enjoyed the feel of the daughter’s professional level tongue lapping, as she completely soaked his balls. “Oh shit, what a fucking tongue you’ve got you nasty bitch, he complimented Red Ryder. “Christ what hot, talented tongues both of you have,” he said, as he felt the underside of his cock slide back and forth across Mona’s luxurious tongue. “I suppose that you have had those tongues licking donkey meat too,” he said and then watched them both nod their heads affirmatively, while they noisily applied themselves to their local government sexual responsibilities, as specified in the Mayor’s unwritten set of rules for his two special deputy bitches.
“Alright,” Mike ordered, “switch out and he watched his tool emerge from The Blonde Avengers wide, full lipped mouth and then immediately disappear into Red Ryder’s equally large mouth and wondered what those mouths were going to look like with a donkey’s dick stuffed in them. Shit he was more than ready to find out and he begrudged the Mafia their opportunity to get to watch a donkey get a piece of them, before he did.
As Mike he watched them display their oral talents, he thought, “God damn, a Mayor couldn’t have a finer pair of super heroine honey’s than he did.” As he watched Mona apply her long, hot tongue to his scrotum, he put his hand on the back of Margie’s head and pressed down saying, “Deep throat it you hot mouthed bimbo,” knowing from experience that dirty language always turned both of them on even more.” He saw Margie quickly obey then watched her head go down and her lips stretch themselves around the thick base of his cock, as her nose buried itself into his thick mass of pubic hair, swallowing the full length of him. After keeping them swapping back and forth, taking turns in their cock sucking efforts, he finally ejaculated in Mona’s mouth then quickly pulled his cock out and plunged it into Margie’s waiting mouth and finished there, with great, mind numbing satisfaction.
Mike finally put his cock away and
had his two super heroines return to sitting on his knees. He watched them lick their lips like satisfied
cats, then said, “Alright tell me how do you two want this project
staffed?” Mona responded, “I will go to
After abusing the four massive, tasty tits, to his satisfaction, the Major said, “Well pussy cats, I guess it is time to get back to business.” He had them get up and return to their chairs on the other side of his desk, as he grabbed the phone and called the FBI agents back in. The five of them sat around the Mayor’s desk for a few minutes and discussed all aspects of the project and what each one’s responsibility would be, while the over stimulated agents sweat profusely.
At the very end of the of the session, Jack Ruby said, “Now since the three of you super heroines are going to have to get these listening devices implanted in you, let me warn you, right up front, that this scientist is one smart, strange looking and even stranger acting character and we have absolutely no control over him.”
“Now, in order to keep everything that you are going to be doing top secret, the scientist has been told that you are just three common whores who we are using in a campaign against drug lords, so expect him to treat you as such.”
“So far, it has been our department’s experience that his treatment of women can be rather demeaning, under any circumstances, and we ask you to please put up with his rude, non-conformist actions and do whatever you have to do to get those devices implanted, so we can have a successful project. Remember, since he will think that the three of you are whores, he’ll probably treat you as such. For the sake of the project, just put up with it.
When the review was complete, Mona and Margie bid the agents goodbye and undulated out of the room, while the three men watched their backfields in motion and grinned broadly. As they were going down the elevator, Mona turned to Margie and said, “My god darling, Carmen Basilio is the father of the young man Celeste is engaged too. She is marrying into the Mob and doesn’t even know it. We must not let anybody know about that, even Cindy.”
- A MAJOR
CHANGES IN CINDY’S PLANS:
The twins had gone with a couple of friends to play basketball. Cindy was in her bedroom starting to pack for the trip when she heard the front door open, followed by the sound of her husband’s voice calling her name. She ran to the upstairs railing and called down to him and in a second he was bounding up the stairs towards her.
When he got to the top, he grabbed
her in his arms and hugged her then said, “Darling, I have terrible news. My biggest Japanese customer just called and
told me that they are having a major problem with the equipment I designed and
sold to them and I have to fly to
“But, what about me, what do I do if you are not going with me,” Cindy questioned plaintively? “Well, you are the Maid of Honor so you have no choice but to go on without me. Celeste told me, when I talked to her, that you were the only important one for the wedding anyway,” he encouraged her. “But this was to be our second honeymoon and there are all of those functions I will have to go to without you, I just can’t believe this is happening,” she complained bitterly. “I know, but there is nothing I can do about it, you will just have to go on and do what has to be done and make the best of it,” Bill advised her, firmly.
There was really no time to talk
about the matter any further. Cindy
helped him pack quickly, called him a cab and almost before she knew it, her
husband was gone. She sat down for a
minute, to try and digest what had just happened to her, when she heard a car
pull into the driveway. She looked out
the front window and saw Mona and Margie getting out of Mona’s car, so she
rushed out the front door to greet them.
She went around the car, grabbed her sister and said, “I have absolutely
awful news to tell you. Bill isn’t going
to the wedding with me. He has had an
emergency at his business and is already on his way to
Mona said, “Well honey, I am going
to add to your problems. Margie and I
have been engaged by the FBI to do a special project for them, starting right
now, so I am not going to be able to house sit your boys while you are
gone.” Cindy put her hands to her face,
stunned and cried, “my God Mona, now what am I going to do?” “Well I think that you’re stuck with taking
your boys with you to
“Now Margie and I are on a very tight schedule, so we are going to have to leave. You tell the boys that I am sorry to have to back out on house sitting for them, but tell them that I will make it up to them somehow, when I get back. I hate to leave you like this, sweetheart, but we have no choice, we are on our way to the airport to meet someone.” Mona reached over and hugged her sister and said, “Good luck and don’t worry, I know that this is all a big blow to you, but it will all turn out fine, if you give it a chance. I can’t apologize enough, but just as was the case with your husband, there is nothing I can do but wish you the best and see you when you get back.” She and Margie then got in the car and pulled away leaving the crushed Cindy standing at her front door, forlornly waiving goodbye.
A half an hour later the boys returned and Cindy told them everything that had happened and what the new plan was. The boys were thunderstruck. Their month of dreaming about screwing their magnificently endowed aunt’s brains out had suddenly come to naught. Cindy told them to go and start packing for the trip. They almost blindly proceeded to go upstairs, with hang dog looks and went into Jerry’s room, slamming the door behind them.
Jerry kicked the side of his bed and said, “God damned, what a fuckin’ disaster. Everything we have been dreaming about and planning for has gone up in smoke and now instead of fucking aunt Mona till our balls fall off, we are going to spend the week chaperoning our mother to a bunch of god damned wedding parties and things.” “Yeah,” responded Larry, “all of that bondage stuff we bought and all of that cum we have put in the jar in the basement refrigerator is now going to go completely to waste. Mother fucker, is just ain’t fair.”
“Hey,” Jerry said, “I think that you have just hit on a viable solution to our problem.” “What’s that,” Larry asked. “Those words you just said “mother fucker”. We are stuck with spending all week being our mother’s dates. Hell, we’ll just do what all dates do; we’ll put the moves on the hot looking broad and get in her panties. I mean we have a half a jar of cum downstairs that we know is an aphrodisiac to Margie. We have determined that it will work on Mona, too, so what the hell, by extension, it has to work on mother as well.”
“Shit, we’ll give her a big swig of our cum cocktail, just like we were going to do to Aunt Mona, she’ll get hotter than hell and then we’ll fuck the hell out of her. Hell we have been aching to screw her outrageously stacked sister and niece ever since I can remember, all the time knowing that mother is as stacked and hot looking as they are. Hell, just this morning we decided that we’d have a hard time choosing between them and really wanted to fuck them all. Well shit, all this change in plans means is that our choice has been made for us, we fuck mother first.” Larry leaped to his feet and, as they gave each other a high five, Larry said, “god damned brother, lets pack everything up we bought to use on aunt Mona and go have us a ball in Santa Barbara, using it on our super hot looking date for the week. We’ll give her the same going over that we were planning to give Aunt Mona.” “Oh, mother fucker,” they both said, as they high-fived again.
Excited beyond belief, they ran downstairs and found their sumptuous mother in the kitchen. They got on each side of her, draped their arms around her plush hips and Jerry said, “Hey mom, we have talked it over and we think that it is great to be going to the wedding with you. We’ll have a ball and it will be bitchin’ to get to go to all of the events as your double dates. Hell nobody will have a finer looking chic on their arm than we will. It will be a blast.”
“Well, aren’t you boys being sweet and understanding about all of this. You have certainly made a full recovery from feeling so bad just a few minutes ago,” she observed. “Hey,” said Jerry, “things don’t always work out the way you plan for them too and a person just has to make the best of things.” “Well you guys are really something, you are acting like real men,” and she gave them each a squeeze, not even noticing the hands now resting on her ass cheeks. “Okay, lets’ do what you just said, let’s make the best of things and have us a really super time together this week.”
The twins raced up the stairs and grabbed an extra suitcase, then started stuffing it full of the fetish and bondage stuff they had bought, whistling as they worked, with visions dancing around in their head of their mother’s fantastic body, in all degrees of dress and undress, being totally plundered by them, just the way they’d been practicing it on the whores, such thoughts creating major boners for them both. Of course, after this weeks activities were over, they wouldn’t need to pay whores to practice on anymore; they would have a free one to use, right in their own house.