Chapter 9

They untied her, but not to let her go. Oh, no, not to let her go. Only to tie her up again, only in a more lewd and degenerate position. Because, they tied her to Georgette. They forced her face-down on Georgette's naked body so that Barbara's breasts mashed Georgette's breasts, so that Barbara's cunt was atop Georgette's pussy.

Upon realizing what they had planned for her, she had once again tried to resist. But, once again, she had been overpowered. And, in the end, she could have probably saved her breath and energy.

The tied her legs to Georgette's legs. They tied her wrists to Georgette's wrists. Although by hunching up her ass, Barbara could actually lift her naked cunt from Georgette's hair-fringed cleft, she couldn't keep it elevated indefinitely. And, each time she dropped her cunt back to Georgette's pussy, feeling the scratch of her maid's fleecy red cunt hair against her own newly shaved pubic vee, the resulting sensations were even more disturbing than if she had stayed put in the first place. Not that having her cunt resting continually on Georgette's pussy didn't have its own disturbing sensations, because it did. And, there was something shameful about the fact that her hard nipples were stabbing right into Georgette's erect nipples through the black lace brassiere cupping Barbara's alabaster orbs.

"Well, here's the razor back again, brother," Jill said, having brought it from the bathroom. "You might have a little trouble fucking mom's asshole through her black lace panties."

"Don't do this," Barbara whispered. "Don't add sodomistic rape to your other shamefully incestuous depravities."

However, even as Barbara was trying to reason with her pervert son, he was already cutting the ass of her black lace panties. As soon as he had managed a four-inch slit in the material, he returned the razor to Jill who returned it to the bathroom while Bobby hooked both of his hands into the breach he'd made in the material. He tore the lace downward along Barbara's asscrack, following the trail of skin that connected her asshole to her cunt. The rip joined with the oval the razor had previously cut to open Barbara's pussy for fucking. Barbara's pussy was readily viewable from behind, since it was stripped of its lacy covering. Her anal pucker was brought into view as soon as Bobby placed his hands on Barbara's asscheeks and pushed them open along their shared crack. "We've got mother in a dog-style position, just ready for taking your blood-engorged cock from the rear," Jill said, emerging from the bathroom. "And, by the looks of your thick meatiness, it's more than ready to go fucking up mom's rubbery rectum. Yes?" "Yes," Bobby had to agree. He was more than ready. And, although he knew, down deep, that his mother was enjoying all of this as much as he and Jill were, he wouldn't be totally convinced of that until he got her mother to surrender herself to the pleasure of orgasm. If he couldn't fuck her to a climax by sodomizing her forbidden orifice, then she still might remain convinced that she hadn't been having a good time at all. That would have bode ill will for Bobby and Jill's plans for their mother to willingly join their camp.

Bobby pinpointed his mother's anal opening with one finger. Pulling down his cock with his right hand, he put its spongy head on target. He knew when he hit the vulnerable pucker, first, by the noise Barbara made (a low, guttural grunt), two, by the way the rubbery entrance to the forbidden orifice concaved beneath the pressure.

"You musn't... you mustn't!" Barbara moaned. A sudden jerk of her ass did succeed in setting her son's blood-engorged member off target. Her success, however, was counteracted by the exquisitely sensuous pleasure had from the resulting grind of her cunt against Georgette's red-furred sexual mound.

"Aaaaaahhhhuunnngghh!" Georgette groaned, she, too, experiencing the pleasure to be had from bumping cunts with her mistress.

"You might as well be resolved to the idea that your son is going to get you blasting off over his thick meatiness," Bobby told his mother, pulling his cock back into position at her pucker. "Besides, with all the wiggling you'd have to do to keep me from it, you would be doing very little more than getting yourself off by grinding pussies with Georgette here."

He gave a forward thrust that successfully buried his spongy cockhead inside the rubbery ring of his mother's asshole.

"God, noooooo!" Barbara squealed. She knew what was coming, but again she tried to delay it, hoping against hope for some kind of miracle. Though the sudden torquing of her cheeky buttocks caused her son's cock once again to slip free, she knew, as well as Bobby did, that it was only a matter of time before his thick meatiness would be jabbed so deep inside of her that Bobby's bloated testicles would be mashed within her asscrack.

"I can keep this up all night, mom," Bobby informed. To prove it, he not only managed to quickly get his cock back in place but actually managed to stick more of it up Barbara's rubbery rectum than had been plugged up there before.

"Jesus ... Jesus ... Jeeeeeesus!" Barbara grunted at the physical and mental punishment inherent in knowing a part of her son's thick meatiness was already up her forbidden orifice and that more of it would soon be following.

And, when it followed, Jesus did it follow! Bobby buried the rest of his cock in one seemingly brutal stroke. His belly whacked into the black lace material still clinging to his mother's asscheeks.

"Aaaagggggghhurunnngg!" Barbara whimpered. If Bobby's cock had been any bigger, she was sure it would have ripped her ass. In the same instance, she wished there was a bit more pain. Oh, there was pain, but that pain was accompanied by something else which Barbara found even more disturbing.

PLEASURE? God, surely not pleasure!

Bobby clamped his hands on his mother's hipbones. Quite out of control now, he ground his crotch into his mother's cheeky buttocks. His cock churned up the rubbery orifice that held it.

"It does feel good, doesn't it, mother?" Bobby asked, his voice low and breathless. "Break down and tell me and yourself just how good it does feel. Come on, mom, tell me!"

"No . . . no!" Barbara protested, feeling the pleasurable effect of her son delivering a quick series of in-and-out fuck strokes, each of which banged his muscled belly into her ass.

Jill opened her brother's legs from behind and knelt down between them as Bobby's asscheeks were deeply dimpling with another complete insertion of his blue-veined stiffness up Barbara's delicious anal gumming. Jill opened her brother's asscheeks with her hands, watching the way his hair-fringed pucker tensed and then relaxed as he pushed and pulled his cock up Barbara's rectum. Jill had a sexy view of the back of Bobby's scrotum. Bobby's balls were already pulled to the base of his thick prick. Jill pushed her nose into Bobby's asscrack, smelling his manly aromas as her mouth locked on her brother's pucker, her tongue flicking out to fuck it.

"Lick my asshole, sister!" Bobby bellowed. Getting his ass fucked by tongue only egged him on to sodomistically fuck his mother's asshole faster ... faster ... faster.

Bobby continued to be surprised by how fast he was being converted into a mere fuck machine. His mind said screw, and he screwed. He was simultaneously worried, because he suspected this might be the last chance he would have to bring his mother around. Hell, if she wouldn't climax with all of this effort, what more could he possibly do?

GODDAMN, BUT HE HAD TO MAKE HER POP! HE KNEW DAMNED GOOD AND WELL THAT SHE HAD TO BE ON THE VERGE OF ERUPTION. HELL, HE COULD SENSE HER PLEASURE AS IT SEEPED THROUGH HER BODY, THROUGH HER BLACK LACE UNDERWEAR, AND INTO HIS HUMPING FORM.

"Come oh, mom, relax," Bobby said, punctuating with a grunt as his cock slid into his cum-bulged balls. "Do yourself a favor. Do us both a big favor for God's sake!"

"Ohhhhhh... ohhhhhh!" Barbara moaned, refusing to admit anything, even though all of the pain was now gone, supplanted by that certain something that seemed very much like pleasure-even though she refused to admit anything, even though all of the pain was now gone, supplanted by that certain something that seemed very much like pleasure-even though she refused to believe that it was pleasure.

"Come on, mom .. . come on ... come on!" Bobby chanted, his humping moving into even higher gear.

Jill, her face still anchored over her brother's asshole, her tongue still fucking his anus, reached between Bobby's legs, beneath his bloated balls, and- quite without warning-found her mother's shaved pussy portals and jammed two fingers inside. She twisted those fingers, fucking them up the clutching cunt as surely as her tongue was fucking her brother's ass, as surely as Bobby's vein-striated cock was screwing his mother's rubbery rectum.

"Eeeeeeiiii . .. eeeiiii!" Barbara squealed at this dual incestuous assault on her body. At the same time, the rubbing of her hairless pubic mound against the red hair veeing Georgette's cunt was only adding to her increasing pleasure.

Barbara and Bobby weren't the only ones riding high on the rolling waves of ecstasy. Georgette was flying higher than the both of them.

"I'm cummmmmming... cummmmming... cum-mmmmmming!" Georgette announced in a scream. She twisted on the bed, her heaves of ecstasy bouncing Barbara as well as Bobby who was riding his mother's cheeky buttocks towards his own eruption.

"Nooooo!" Barbara groaned, feeling herself once more fucked to the verge of an orgasm, fearing that she was actually going to tumble over the brink this time, her fears only increasing when another gouge of her daughter's fingers up her cunt masturbated Barbara's tender clitoris. "Jesus ... God.. . oh, no... no ... please, no ... God, no ... Jesus, no."

"Yes, mother, yes!" Bobby contradicted. "Come on, damn it, come on. Because, you know you want to do it, don't you? Hell, yes, you ... ohhhhhhhh, Jesus, I... I ... oh, fuck, mother, come on and let go ... let go... JESUS CHRIST, LET GO!"

Damn, he did want her to orgasm, if just because he was so close. He knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that he was beyond the point where he was even consciously controlling his fucking cadence. He was being controlled by primitive nerve centers over which he was mentally at a loss to direct. His cock up his mother's rubbery anus, his sister's slithering tongue up his own ass, was all just too pleasurable to be endured for very much longer.

"Tell me you love my veined thickness pumping... pumping... pumping... up your clutching... Jesus, clutching... rubbery... oh, goddamned, rubbery... shit, oh, Jesus shit... I'm going to ... oh, damn it, dam it... I'm going to cum ... oh, shit, tell me, you mother bitch ... tell me ... please tell me ... that you're fucking turned on by my big cock ... big cock ... love my blood-engorged erection!"

"YES!" Barbara bellowed, unable to deny her pleasure any longer. Hell, how could she deny it any longer, since she was enjoying it? She did love it! She had wanted it all along! She did want more of it!

"FUCK ME!" Barbara said with a low and sensuous gurgle. "FUCK ME ... FUCK ME ... JESUS, FUCK ME!"

Bobby fucked her all right, thinking any moment that he was going to spill his load up his mother's clutching asshole. And, it was okay to cum now, wasn't it? His mother had come over to their way of thinking, hadn't she? Oh, it might take a little more fucking and sucking to convince her completely, but by morning they would have her where they wanted her, that being back in the family circle.

"Aaaaaggghhreeeee!" Georgette moaned again, her own guts once again going into convulsion beneath the steady grind of Barbara's shaved pussy.

"I'm cummmmming, mother!" Bobby bellowed, his guts erupting so close on the trail of Georgette's climax that the two's groans sounded as one.

His hot jets of sperm flooded up his mother's rubbery anus, acting as the trigger that finally managed to set Barbara off.

"I'm... Jesus, I'm... oh, I'm... I'm... oh, fuck... fuck .... I'm going to orgasm ... orgasm . .. " Barbara stuttered in wanton arousal. "Oh, God... oh, God ... oh, God......"

She writhed, moaned throatily in agonizing desire as her asshole spasmed around her son's exploding cock. Her sizzling cunt clutched Jill's fucking fingers.

And, Bobby, his cock blasting ... blasting ... blasting ... knew he and his sister had won. HELL, THEY HAD ALL THREE WON!!

GOD, LIFE WAS WONDERFUL!