“Hnng!! AH! Th…that’s right! This is what I wanted!! I want you to fuck me like a cheap whore!” Candice screamed.
Mel crawled to the couch to prop herself up. The woman getting destroyed by a monstrous cock in front of her, she looked so matronly, so warm and motherly, she couldn’t understand how someone who looked like her could be so depraved.
“Fuck me, Simon! Fuck my womb harder!!”
Mel finally noticed the rhythmic bulging of Candice’s entire torso. Simon’s strength and power forced his mother’s insides to conform and fit the shape of his veiny jackhammer. Candice’s stomach had become distended with each thrust, and Mel even noticed her ribcage expanding as well to accommodate the mammoth intruder. Mel was somewhere between panic, and a desire to meet the same fate as her hostess.
“Th…this feeling…is too FANTASTIIIIIC!” Candice could no longer close her mouth. It hung open as drool spilled out onto the floor beneath her.
“You want me to fuck you harder?”
“YES!! Fuck me as hard as you can!”
“AAHH…your tight pussy is way too good…Hnng Hnnnnnnng!” Simon’s muscles tightened and bulged. His face was contorted into an expression that conveyed both pain and ecstasy. His head, back, and chest glistened in a thick coat of sweat and ran down his body in thin streams.
“YESSS!! HARDER!!” Candice continued to beg. Her body was covered in sweat as well, and there was even a little pool at the small of her back.
My pussy’s getting pulled inside out!! My…my poor pussy…I don’t care anymore!! “Gimme more! MORE!”
Oh my god! How is this woman still alive? Mel wondered. She had gained a newfound respect for the mature woman’s abilities.
Candice raised her right arm and motioned to Mel. “QUICK! QUICK! MY PHONE!” She yelled. Mel frantically searched for it and found it at the end of the couch. When she handed it to Candice, Candice quickly unlocked it and slid it back to Mel. “RECORD THIS! RECORD HIM WRECKING MY PUSSY WITH HIS GIANT COCK!”
“FUCK, THIS PUSSY IS GOOD! SO FUCKING GOOD!” Simon was lost in his own world and soon began screaming out nonsensical statements. “I’M GONNA SPLIT YOU IN HALF ON MY COCK! FUCK! YES! I’M GONNA WRECK YOUR PUSSY! YOUR ASS! YOUR THROAT! WHEN I’M DONE EVERY FILTHY HOLE IS GOING TO BE THE SHAPE OF MY COCK!”
Proclamations like Simon’s only spurred Candice on even more. “YES! MOOORE!! FUCK ME MOOOORE!! FUCK ME!! YEEEEEES!!”
“HNNGG!!” Simon yanked on his mother’s hair, arching her back and crushing her body even tighter against his. “AH!! I’M GONNA…CUM. C…CAN I CUM?”
“YES!! SHOOT IT ALL IN ME!” Candice was completely helpless against the onslaught her body suffered at the hands of her son. However, being in the arms of the man she loved the most, the savagery of the coitus only brought her to new heights of bliss. “CUM TONS INSIDE ME!!”
“F…FUCK…HERE I…GOOOO!!” Simon ceased his frantic pistoning, and switched to slower and much more powerful thrusts inside his mother’s defenseless body. “OUHNNGGG!!”
Simon had such a volume of thick salty cream built up, that it forced the girth of his forearm size phallus even wider. As his chute bulged, Candice could feel exactly where his cum was as it raced to escape from his narrow slit.
SPUUUUUUUURT.
“M…my pussy…I can’t hold it in!” Candice’s voice was weak, both from screaming and from her organs being pushed into her chest. With much effort, she finally managed, “IT’S POURING OUT!!”
Simon could feel a familiar and intense pressure building all around his still firing member. It seldom happens, but Simon conceived a devilish idea. He leaned forward and scooped his exhausted mother up into his arms. He pointed their bodies at an unsuspected Mel, who was still filming the lewd and over-the-top sexual act. Then, all Simon had to do was let the pressure continue to build. Between Simon plastering his mother’s insides with thick gooey seed, and her own cum flooding inside her, Candice’s capacity was soon taxed. At that angle, Simon’s cock was slowly slipping out of its comfortable sheath until finally, PLOP!
Mel soon discovered she was the new target for a firehouse that spews rich thick seed, and a gaping pussy hole that no longer has anything to keep a shower’s worth of spunk from shooting out.
Sigh. “Oh fuck me.”
SPUUUUUUUUUUUUUURT!!
PIIIIIISSSSSSSSSSSHHHH!!
Mel remained calm, and kept her eyes closed as an egregious and unholy amount of sex fluid painted her face, and saturated her entire body. It plastered her hair leaving thick wet strands of black hair in its wake. Her face was completely obstructed under gobs and gobs of man cum pouring over her like melted decorator frosting. Candice’s squirt splashed her chest and sprayed her stomach and legs in a hot wet stream. When Candice’s fluid dripped down Mel’s body and mixed with her own sopping wet cunt, it gave Mel tingles and brought her to her own orgasm.
When the assault finally ended, Mel was soaked from head to toe, surrounded by cum stains, and completely satisfied.
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It was 1am when the trio awoke after several hours of salacious indulgences. Mel had not been up to the level of Candice and Simon’s stamina and vigor, and felt as though she finished a week’s worth of gym visits in a single evening. When she was finally able to move again, she drug herself to her feet. She caught sight of herself in the living room decorative mirror and was shocked, but also incredibly amused at how disheveled she looked. Her hair was a mess, knotted and kinked into an impossibly tangled nest. Her eye shadow was smudged, and her eye liner was wet and smeared around her eyes and cheeks. Her lips were puffy and her battered cunt was red and leaking thick bands of jizz. On the surface, she looked as if she had been through a great ordeal, but she wore a great smile on her face.
“You two…are amazing!” Mel commented as she attempted to dress herself, not even bothering with her bra.
“Well,” Simon started, “amazing company makes for amazing sex.”
“Mmm hmm.” Candice agreed as she stroked her own battered slit lightly with her middle finger.
“So hey, uh…maybe next time you order food,” Mel shifted uncomfortably from one foot to the other, “maybe I could deliver it. And we could do this all over again.”
“Or, we could just exchange numbers.” Candice suggested. “Then we can hook up anytime you want. Here, give me your phone for a sec.” Mel was cautious, but relented and handed Candice her phone after unlocking the screen. After a brief moment, Candice handed the phone to Simon. “Make sure you use,” she winked at her son, “the right name.” And shortly afterwards, Simon handed the phone back to Mel. “Now you can text us next time you want a fat fucking dick.” Candice said while grinning at Mel.
Mel looked at her phone and reviewed the newly added contacts. “Wait, ‘Slut Son’?”
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