Chapter 12

Already naked, and having just greased up his cock with Vaseline the way Mr. Stafford had told him to, Grant sprang through the door like an athlete the second the lights flashed on in the adjoining office-suite. Without paying the slightest attention to the two girls who were assuming a sixty-nine position on the pillows on the other side of the low table, he fell upon his mother's naked ass, lewdly rubbing the balled fist at the end of his penis up and down in the satin-smooth crevice while Mr. Stafford held her pretty face in his hands and thrust his tongue down her mouth so she couldn't turn her head to look.

Kneeling behind his mother's white buttocks, he felt a sense of power flood through his powerful young body. His cock felt like a savagely beating heart as he leaned forward, testingly, and grazed the puckered pink hole between the soft pliant halves of her ass. Then, he placed his steel thumbs on the insides of her cheeks and spread them painfully apart, exposing more fully the tempting anal orifice.

Carol issued a small gasp of anguish at the painful treatment she was receiving from the faceless "stranger's" strong hands, attempting a futile protest around the probing thickness of Stafford's tongue. Then, almost imperceptively, she felt the thickened length of his penis insinuate itself between her wide-spread cheeks and begin a sawing motion in the sensitive crevice. It was unlike anything she had ever felt before, so huge and hard, and pulsing with veins, it felt... wicked, and as much as she hated to admit it to herself, thrilling!

Grant stared down at the full round moons of his mother's buttocks. They were smaller than he'd expected, but there was a soft feminine plumpness to them that set the blood racing in his already swollen cock. His testicles were fairly churning at the temptingly lascivious sight, making him want to thrust his prick immediately into her clasping rectal entrance. Yet, he hesitated, even though his never ceasing rubbings of her convinced him that she was, willingly or not, aroused. There was no way she couldn't be aroused, he thought, not with that fucking log of Mr. Stafford's stuffed up her pussy to the roots! Still, he wanted her to know who he was ... just as soon as he'd finished sucking her asshole!

Carol became immediately aware that there was a sudden gentleness, a relaxing in his grip, on the part of the unknown man behind her. Even though he still held her firmly in his grasp, she couldn't feel the splitting anguish of his former cruelty any longer, and for a fleeting moment she hoped that maybe he couldn't do it, that he'd had a change of heart or something. But no, he was not leaving her at all, only moving around a bit until she could feel his lips kissing her quivering moons with lascivious abandon.

With a sickening thrill, she realized what it was that he wanted to do to her, and her pulse quickened at the obscene idea. She had never ever let her own husband do that to her, and yet, from this total stranger, she was actually looking forward to it! This was the moment of tenderness, the unexpected change from pain to voluptuous excitement, as suddenly as she felt his tongue lash out lewdly at her sensitive asshole. Her body stiffened around Stafford's deep-thrust cock as if she had received a tremendous electrical shock at the initial contact, but gradually, as his lickings continued, as his probing oral digit, like a little cock of its own, began to slither deeply up inside her clasping rectum, she began to relax ... and enjoy it!

Unable to prevent the moans of mounting lust that issued from her throat, Carol felt the blood pounding in her temples in tempo to the tip of Grant's snaking tongue slipping in and out of her ass. But still, she couldn't bring herself to admit final defeat, to accept the undeniable fact that she actually wanted this! My God ... what's come over me? I must be sick ... a perverted whore or something!... But it feels so gooooood! Please forgive me, Fred darling, but I like it! ... I LOVE IT!

Then, she felt the pillows sag again as, behind her, the delightful stranger once more changed his position, raising up so that again she could feel his cock pressing against the crevice of her ass in a lewd sandwich of excited flesh. Then, he was stroking his mammoth rod across the gasping mouth of her asshole as he held it at the base with one hand and continued to caress her ass-cheeks with the other. God, what a feeling ...!

In her cunt, she could feel Elgin Stafford's thick cock raising the heights of her sensation with ever-increasing vigor as he slammed himself in and out with little regard for any discomfort she might be feeling. Still, like Grant, he was getting impatient for the "moment of truth," even as he still held her face lewdly locked to his.

"Go ahead, kid!" he stammered suddenly, finally breaking the kiss. "What are you waiting for!"

Grant centered the head of his cock and shoved. So sudden was his action, that he was into her several inches before her sphincter muscles clamped down in protest. "Oh God," she gasped, "it hurts!"

The young son could feel a knot of victory in his stomach as he mustered all his strength for the final lunge. "Mom," he said, "you've got a nice ass."

So matter-of-fact was the voice behind her, that it took a few seconds for the horrible realization of what was actually happening to register in her confused brain. Then, her heart beating wildly, she looked back over her shoulder to confirm the impossible. "Oh, my God!" her voice erupted suddenly in a scream. "I-It's Grant! ... MY OWN SON!"

And then, he buried himself to the balls in his mother's resisting asshole.

On the other pile of pillows, Vikki looked up from Peggy's blonde muff and smiled, her beautiful face glistening with the teenage secretary's delicate nectars. There! she thought smugly. That should convince that faggot Brinkman it's for real!

The pain in the young mother's ass, no matter how great, was small compared to the agony in her soul at that moment. Paying for the huge cock in her stomach had been a devastating-enough transition, but this ... this vile incestuous plot was nearly more than she could bear. It didn't matter that her rectal muscles were relaxing a little ... It didn't even matter that occasionally-every third or fourth stroke of so-the cock in her ass triggered a faintly voluptuous feeling of pleasure.

No, nothing mattered anymore, she thought drolly as she relaxed against the double assault. Better she should let them have their way and get it over with.

Grant could hardly believe the rapid transition taking place beneath him. Not only was his mother no longer resisting, she was beginning to skewer back against him in lewd concentric circles! Jeez, he hoped Mrs. Stafford didn't take too long ... he wasn't sure how long he'd be able to hold back. Carol's rectum sucked back and forth on his Vaseline-smeared cock like an oiled glove now and, through the thin connecting wall of flesh, he could feel his Aunt Vikki's boss' thick salami pumping wildly into her hot pink cunt. A thrill of consummate evil rippled through his muscular body as he bored down solidly then, as if he were trying to cram his very balls up there too.

Vikki would have liked to have been able to concentrate more fully on her sucking of Peggy's cunt, but she couldn't draw her eyes away from the lascivious three-way fucking going on right in the same room with her. She was magnetized by the depraved act that she was witnessing and her entranced eyes followed every movement of the two hard plunging cocks as they buried themselves simultaneously in both of Carol's widely stretched passages. She saw the wrinkled rim of her sister's anus pull out as it clung to the pounding hardness of Grant's cock, and the tiny coral petals of her outer vaginal flesh nibbling hungrily at her boss' sawing penis.

And then, the young aunt saw something that she could hardly believe at first. Her experienced eyes saw at once the very moment when pain turned to pleasure and the sandwiched young mother began to enjoy the debauched, incestuous three-way coupling. The younger sister sensed Carol's total subjugation even before the young mother herself realized it.

At first, Carol was shocked when she realized that little wisps of arousal were curling deep in her loins. Oh God, what kind of a slut from hell am I? she wondered frantically as she tried to blank out the insidious signals of desire.

But, it was no use.

The little wisps grew into flurries and soon her trembling body was engulfed with sensations of unbelievable pleasure. There was no doubt about it now ... she was beginning to respond fully to the lewd double-fucking. She was starting to enjoy being sandwiched between a lecherous middle-aged man and her own beloved son ... and to enjoy their two lust-thickened cocks driving together into her hopelessly dilated passages. She began to swing her flaring buttocks backward to receive her son's downward plunging penis and then to flick her hips forward to welcome all of Elgin Stafford's wonderful cock into her hungrily receptive pussy.

All at once she felt totally liberated from all mental and moral restrictions and she was able to drift with the overwhelming tide of passion which was carrying her along. She was enveloped in a swirling miasma of sensual pleasure and it was unlike anything she had ever experienced before. Poor Vikki ... all she can do is sit and watch me being fucked half to death by two men at the same time! ... For once, I'm the lucky one!

The movements of their three lewdly-linked bodies seemed perfectly synchronized and Carol felt as if she could go like that forever. It was such a safe secure feeling, she would never be afraid again after this. This, indeed, was the ultimate, and her sensually tingling flesh was experiencing new heights of tantalizing pleasure. Her nerve endings simmered with erotic excitement and she felt as if pure sensuality was emanating from every pore of her body.

The smooth pink edges of Carol's pussy drew back with Stafford's cock on the out-stroke and disappeared back inside as he rammed it home again deep in her belly. The same was true with the tight clasping opening of her wide-stretched asshole as her teenage son screwed into it with a demonic fury. She was nearly overwhelmed by a strange kind of masochistic joy. Perhaps it was from the very helplessness of her position, or the deliciously naughty thought of being fucked half to death by two men at once. Whatever it was, she liked it. Her boyish white hips began to move backwards again to meet the up-thrust of Grant's cramming it into her rectum and then forward again to swallow the whole of Elgin Stafford's plunging cock into her hungrily nibbling pussy. Her whole body undulated between the two men and her buttocks moved in tiny abandoned circles.

"Fuck me ... Fuck me ... Fuck me ..." she chanted in time to their bone-jarring thrusts into her vagina and rectum. "Oh God, fuck me 'til I die!"

She had never been so carried away with anything in her entire life, and she prayed that it could go on forever. The very level of corruption that had prompted her sister and her son to connive for the use of her body charged her with a lewd delight that she hadn't imagined could exist in this life. Her mind became a kaleidoscope of bizarre delights ... She was a whore ... a concubine ... a lowly slave bent in submission before a pair of cruel Oriental potentates.

SHE WAS CUMMING ...!

Grant felt his mother spasm beneath him and the resultant tension was enough to trigger both his and Stafford's orgasm below him. In long, bullet-like squirts he pumped ounce after ounce of his hot incestuous seed into her bowels, knowing instinctively that Aunt Vikki's boss was at the same time filling her womb. Finally, the last of his load laying deep within her, he collapsed with a heavy sigh ... and a happy smile in the direction of his mother's sister.