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Category:
Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
8
Views:
10,644
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Chapter Four
Disclaimer: This chapter contains mind-control, teasing, giants bcocks, busty women, blowjobs, handjobs, vaginal sex, facials, slavery, obedience and a lot of other dirty stuff~ Just fair warning
After James had left, Betsy was left confused. He had made her his slut yet he refused to use her. She thought he had wanted her! That’s why he took her, that’s why he played with her breasts, yet all he did was fuck that daughter of her.
Admittedly, it was a very attractive sight. Her daughter thin, lithe frame with her large breasts bouncing up and down as she impaled herself on his giant penis, it was gorgeous. She also loved the sounds her daughter had made, the sharp, desperate squeaks as she climaxed, the hungry pants as she straddled him. The only thing that could possibly come close to it was being fucked herself.
Still, her grandson hadn’t done that. Instead, he opted to tease her, to make her desperate and horny. That was his seeming plan with her, to play with her until she was so delirious from desire that she would do anything he wanted. Not that she wasn’t that way already he just wanted to make sure, she thought.
The next day she went for her walk and, not to her surprise, James had met her out there. He was shirtless, showing off his thin frame. Walking next to him was his mother, his other slut, Vanessa. She was in her bra and panties, both pink and plain. Her hair was braided up into a long ponytail, which James was holding like a leash.
When he saw his grandmother, he smiled and grabbed her, shoving her into a tree. She didn’t fight him as he grabbed and massaged her fat breasts, which caused the already burning fire in her to ignite even more.
“Horny,” James asked condescendingly. He already knew the answer, and she knew that. Idly, she wondered how long James would play these games with her. How long would he molest her half-way and never finish by penetrating her hot, hairless twat with his massive prick?
Betsy groaned out weakly as sexual excitement burst from her breasts and coursed through her whole body. Her breasts heaved in his hands as her breathing became heavier and heavier. His large hands squeezed at her large melons even more roughly, crushing them in his palms so delightfully.
James glanced back at his mother, who was watching happily. Betsy could feel her daughter’s heat from where she stood. Through half-closed eyes, Betsy could see her daughter’s hard, dark nipples standing hard and aroused through her pink bra. There was also a noticeable damp spot where Vanessa’s hot little vagina was.
“She’s a real slut,” he said while shoving his grandmother’s tits together and staring at them with glee. “Mother-slut,” James said, glancing back at Vanessa again. Vanessa idly ran a hand along her fat, round breasts.
“Yes, my big master,” Vanessa said happily, an alluring smile adorning her face. She gave the pair a lusty look while James continued to fondle his grandmother’s heavy breasts roughly, jiggling them in his palms.
“Doesn’t this bitch look so hot while I fondle her tits?” James laughed as Betsy let out a deep, feral growl of passion. She felt a sickening pride at James referring to her as a bitch. Lust flowed through her body, causing wetness to seep from her horny little twat.
James withdrew his hands from her chest, causing her to adopt a pout. She was enjoying what he was doing to her, she didn’t want him to stop. Yet, she stood there submissively, not saying a word to him as he looked her over.
Betsy knew she must look amazing. Her body was heaving, causing her large, full breasts to rise and fall with her breaths. Her sweater was barely containing the large orbs, as was her bra, which her fat tits were straining against the whole time.
She knew he could see submissive passion in her eyes and, as his eyes wondered down to her crotch, she knew that he was aware of her wetness. Even more than that his eyes examined her thighs, which were held tightly by her jeans, which also fit so tight that they showed off her full, womanly rear to her master’s inspecting eyes.
“Bitch,” James said, bringing her great joy. He reached out his hand to grab a handful of her strong, light brown, curly hair and tugged on it gently, sending pleasure through her body. She let out a light gasp in response.
“Lift your shirt up to show me those big fat tits of yours.” Compliantly, Betsy obeyed, lifting her bra and sweater over her large tits. The pale flesh was exposed to the warm sun with a light bounce and her already achingly hard nipples were allowed to touch the heated air.
“Oh, master,” Betsy whispered lightly as he hefted them in his hands, weighing them. James smiled as she closed her eyes and hummed gently from the pleasure. Then, he dropped her bouncing breasts and turned to Vanessa.
Betsy watched as he grabbed her braid and yanked her over forcefully. Not surprisingly, Vanessa smiled as he tugged on her hair, bringing him over to him. One of his hands instantly found a breast and he began to squeeze it, eliciting a moan from his mother, who looked down to watch happily.
“Want to see me fuck her?” This question was directed to Betsy, who was still holding her clothing up and leaving her breasts on display. She nodded weakly to his question and watched his crotch intently, wanting to see his beast cock again.
James let go of her braid and gave her ass a powerful smack. So powerful, in fact, that Vanessa jumped and squeaked from the force. A smile adorned her face despite this. Gracefully, she bent at the waist and pulled down her panties, which desperately clung to her wet, hairy cunt for a short moment. James examined her hind end for a moment before shoving her into Betsy.
“Oh, mother,” Vanessa began while palming her own mother’s breasts affectionately. Quickly the tan woman’s thumbs found Betsy thick nipples and began to flick them with out hesitation. “You know, my father could see all of this if he looked out the window.”
It was true, Betsy thought. If her husband glanced out the living room window, he could see her standing there, her hands holding her shirt and bra up. He could see how their very own daughter was fondling and playing with his wife’s breasts. And above all that, he could see James, who was undoing his pants and dropping them to fuck his mother with reckless abandon.
Betsy caught a glimpse of it, then. Her grandson’s cock, so massive, so thick, so long, so intimidating, oh how she wished she was in her daughter’s place, taking that beast in her horny little slit. Vanessa straightened herself, standing on her tip toes as James inserted his monstrous prick into her. Vaguely, Betsy could see the light outline of his cock as it stretched Vanessa to the limits.
James' strong hands immediately gripped Vanessa’s large, fat breasts and he smiled at his grandmother over Vanessa’s shoulder.
“Mom, I think Grandma’s lonely.”
Vanessa nodded, leaned forward to give him better access to fuck her with, and captured Betsy’s mouth in a desperate, horny kiss. While their tongues battled, Vanessa’s hands went down to squeeze her mother’s tits desperate, fondling and palming and pinches and flicking at all the right spots, giving Betsy nearly orgasmic pleasure. It wasn’t quite enough, though, to get her off.
Suddenly Vanessa broke the kiss to scream as James started driving himself into her with strong, steady thrusts. Vanessa continued to shake while holding her mother, which caused the elder woman to jiggle a bit from time to time.
To quill her shouts, Vanessa clamped her hungry mouth onto Betsy’s left tit and began to poke at her nipple while sucking desperately. Betsy, despite herself, felt a crushing wave of pleasure cascade through her form and leave through her twat. She felt drained after this but willed herself to stand and watch as her daughter was getting fucked.
James' thin, lightly muscular frame flexed with each thrust, as he used his arms to pull his slut of a mother back into him by the hips. Vanessa still let out muffle, desperate coos of pleasure as he fucked her harder and harder.
Suddenly, after about twenty minutes of his, he withdrew and grabbed his mother’s long braid of hair. Betsy watched his wobbling, beast of a prick as Vanessa dropped down to a kneeling position and opened her mouth. James jerked off, spraying a massive load all over his mother’s face, coating it in thick, white goop.
Vanessa cooed and popped her sons well used prick into her mouth, to catch the minute or so worth of post-cum that would leak out. Then, after that, she swallowed her bounty and kissed the head of his cock. “Thank you,” Vanessa muttered weakly while standing and pulling up her panties.
Betsy stared wide eyed and aroused. She felt a full blush in her cheeks from the heat of the situation. Then, James smiled, smacked one of her breasts lightly and grabbed his mother’s hair.
“Come over tomorrow,” James said casually while leading his mother back to the house.
After James had left, Betsy was left confused. He had made her his slut yet he refused to use her. She thought he had wanted her! That’s why he took her, that’s why he played with her breasts, yet all he did was fuck that daughter of her.
Admittedly, it was a very attractive sight. Her daughter thin, lithe frame with her large breasts bouncing up and down as she impaled herself on his giant penis, it was gorgeous. She also loved the sounds her daughter had made, the sharp, desperate squeaks as she climaxed, the hungry pants as she straddled him. The only thing that could possibly come close to it was being fucked herself.
Still, her grandson hadn’t done that. Instead, he opted to tease her, to make her desperate and horny. That was his seeming plan with her, to play with her until she was so delirious from desire that she would do anything he wanted. Not that she wasn’t that way already he just wanted to make sure, she thought.
The next day she went for her walk and, not to her surprise, James had met her out there. He was shirtless, showing off his thin frame. Walking next to him was his mother, his other slut, Vanessa. She was in her bra and panties, both pink and plain. Her hair was braided up into a long ponytail, which James was holding like a leash.
When he saw his grandmother, he smiled and grabbed her, shoving her into a tree. She didn’t fight him as he grabbed and massaged her fat breasts, which caused the already burning fire in her to ignite even more.
“Horny,” James asked condescendingly. He already knew the answer, and she knew that. Idly, she wondered how long James would play these games with her. How long would he molest her half-way and never finish by penetrating her hot, hairless twat with his massive prick?
Betsy groaned out weakly as sexual excitement burst from her breasts and coursed through her whole body. Her breasts heaved in his hands as her breathing became heavier and heavier. His large hands squeezed at her large melons even more roughly, crushing them in his palms so delightfully.
James glanced back at his mother, who was watching happily. Betsy could feel her daughter’s heat from where she stood. Through half-closed eyes, Betsy could see her daughter’s hard, dark nipples standing hard and aroused through her pink bra. There was also a noticeable damp spot where Vanessa’s hot little vagina was.
“She’s a real slut,” he said while shoving his grandmother’s tits together and staring at them with glee. “Mother-slut,” James said, glancing back at Vanessa again. Vanessa idly ran a hand along her fat, round breasts.
“Yes, my big master,” Vanessa said happily, an alluring smile adorning her face. She gave the pair a lusty look while James continued to fondle his grandmother’s heavy breasts roughly, jiggling them in his palms.
“Doesn’t this bitch look so hot while I fondle her tits?” James laughed as Betsy let out a deep, feral growl of passion. She felt a sickening pride at James referring to her as a bitch. Lust flowed through her body, causing wetness to seep from her horny little twat.
James withdrew his hands from her chest, causing her to adopt a pout. She was enjoying what he was doing to her, she didn’t want him to stop. Yet, she stood there submissively, not saying a word to him as he looked her over.
Betsy knew she must look amazing. Her body was heaving, causing her large, full breasts to rise and fall with her breaths. Her sweater was barely containing the large orbs, as was her bra, which her fat tits were straining against the whole time.
She knew he could see submissive passion in her eyes and, as his eyes wondered down to her crotch, she knew that he was aware of her wetness. Even more than that his eyes examined her thighs, which were held tightly by her jeans, which also fit so tight that they showed off her full, womanly rear to her master’s inspecting eyes.
“Bitch,” James said, bringing her great joy. He reached out his hand to grab a handful of her strong, light brown, curly hair and tugged on it gently, sending pleasure through her body. She let out a light gasp in response.
“Lift your shirt up to show me those big fat tits of yours.” Compliantly, Betsy obeyed, lifting her bra and sweater over her large tits. The pale flesh was exposed to the warm sun with a light bounce and her already achingly hard nipples were allowed to touch the heated air.
“Oh, master,” Betsy whispered lightly as he hefted them in his hands, weighing them. James smiled as she closed her eyes and hummed gently from the pleasure. Then, he dropped her bouncing breasts and turned to Vanessa.
Betsy watched as he grabbed her braid and yanked her over forcefully. Not surprisingly, Vanessa smiled as he tugged on her hair, bringing him over to him. One of his hands instantly found a breast and he began to squeeze it, eliciting a moan from his mother, who looked down to watch happily.
“Want to see me fuck her?” This question was directed to Betsy, who was still holding her clothing up and leaving her breasts on display. She nodded weakly to his question and watched his crotch intently, wanting to see his beast cock again.
James let go of her braid and gave her ass a powerful smack. So powerful, in fact, that Vanessa jumped and squeaked from the force. A smile adorned her face despite this. Gracefully, she bent at the waist and pulled down her panties, which desperately clung to her wet, hairy cunt for a short moment. James examined her hind end for a moment before shoving her into Betsy.
“Oh, mother,” Vanessa began while palming her own mother’s breasts affectionately. Quickly the tan woman’s thumbs found Betsy thick nipples and began to flick them with out hesitation. “You know, my father could see all of this if he looked out the window.”
It was true, Betsy thought. If her husband glanced out the living room window, he could see her standing there, her hands holding her shirt and bra up. He could see how their very own daughter was fondling and playing with his wife’s breasts. And above all that, he could see James, who was undoing his pants and dropping them to fuck his mother with reckless abandon.
Betsy caught a glimpse of it, then. Her grandson’s cock, so massive, so thick, so long, so intimidating, oh how she wished she was in her daughter’s place, taking that beast in her horny little slit. Vanessa straightened herself, standing on her tip toes as James inserted his monstrous prick into her. Vaguely, Betsy could see the light outline of his cock as it stretched Vanessa to the limits.
James' strong hands immediately gripped Vanessa’s large, fat breasts and he smiled at his grandmother over Vanessa’s shoulder.
“Mom, I think Grandma’s lonely.”
Vanessa nodded, leaned forward to give him better access to fuck her with, and captured Betsy’s mouth in a desperate, horny kiss. While their tongues battled, Vanessa’s hands went down to squeeze her mother’s tits desperate, fondling and palming and pinches and flicking at all the right spots, giving Betsy nearly orgasmic pleasure. It wasn’t quite enough, though, to get her off.
Suddenly Vanessa broke the kiss to scream as James started driving himself into her with strong, steady thrusts. Vanessa continued to shake while holding her mother, which caused the elder woman to jiggle a bit from time to time.
To quill her shouts, Vanessa clamped her hungry mouth onto Betsy’s left tit and began to poke at her nipple while sucking desperately. Betsy, despite herself, felt a crushing wave of pleasure cascade through her form and leave through her twat. She felt drained after this but willed herself to stand and watch as her daughter was getting fucked.
James' thin, lightly muscular frame flexed with each thrust, as he used his arms to pull his slut of a mother back into him by the hips. Vanessa still let out muffle, desperate coos of pleasure as he fucked her harder and harder.
Suddenly, after about twenty minutes of his, he withdrew and grabbed his mother’s long braid of hair. Betsy watched his wobbling, beast of a prick as Vanessa dropped down to a kneeling position and opened her mouth. James jerked off, spraying a massive load all over his mother’s face, coating it in thick, white goop.
Vanessa cooed and popped her sons well used prick into her mouth, to catch the minute or so worth of post-cum that would leak out. Then, after that, she swallowed her bounty and kissed the head of his cock. “Thank you,” Vanessa muttered weakly while standing and pulling up her panties.
Betsy stared wide eyed and aroused. She felt a full blush in her cheeks from the heat of the situation. Then, James smiled, smacked one of her breasts lightly and grabbed his mother’s hair.
“Come over tomorrow,” James said casually while leading his mother back to the house.