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She knew she was weak. When her first husband, Albert, died, she had felt terrified to be alone. She had never been good at making decisions. Her early life had been controlled by her domineering father. She looked to men as strong figures to replace him. He had been the controlling force in her life until he had been sent to prison when she was fourteen for molesting the eight-year-old daughter of a neighbor. The fact that he had molested and raped Beth from the age of three had never been revealed. Beth's mother had known about the abuse but had never said anything. Now history was repeating itself, as it usually did. Bereft of the dominating influence of her father, Beth had been an easy victim of the first strong-willed older man who came along. That man was Nick Foster, Beth's thirty-three year-old English teacher. He had taken the girl under his wing when he discovered her situation, and used her naturally submissive nature to his advantage. He fucked the fourteen year-old for the first time three weeks after her father's sentencing. He saw her, quietly, all through high school until it was legal to marry her. She was seventeen and four months pregnant with Drew at the ceremony. Due to complications during delivery, she was unable to have any more children, so she lavished all her motherly affection on Drew. Shortly after the birth of the baby, Nick decided he didn't want to be burdened with a family and had left town. Beth was once again alone and vulnerable. Easy pickings for a man like Joe Carter. Still, Drew was everything to her, and she was devoted to him. Lately though, that affection had started to turn into something else. When Joe had first started molesting – and yes, raping – her little boy, she had hidden herself away from it, both physically and emotionally. She convinced herself that if she couldn't see it, it wasn't happening, even when Drew came to her with the evidence on his face or leaking from his anus. She denied it to her son's dripping face, telling Drew that he was confused, or even lying. Finally, she had been forced to admit the abuse, but had told her son that it was Joe's way of showing his love for the boy, and that he needed to learn to accept it. She finally also admitted to herself that the sexual relationship between her husband and son turned her on like crazy. The sight of her dear boy's naked body filled her with lust. When she watched Joe spanking Drew's bare ass, she couldn't help but masturbate watching the firm white cheeks bounce and jiggle as they turned red from the beatings. His hairless body was firm, slim and tanned. He had a beautiful face with large dark eyes and long eyelashes. She fantasized about sucking his little cock and fondling his balls. She wanted to taste his lips; his semen; his asshole. And lately, her desires had been whipped to a fever pitch, as Joe made less and less of an effort to hide his abuse of her son. Her husband often held the boy's hand, or gave his butt a little squeeze as he walked by. During dinner, he would put his big hand on Drew's thigh under the table, sliding it up and down his leg, even brushing against his crotch. Joe had introduced a dress code for the twelve year old. While in the house he was only allowed to wear tight-fitting shorts, crop-tops or no shirts, and no underwear. Having the sexy child nearly naked all the time drove the horny mother to distraction. Right now, Joe and Drew were sitting next to each other on the couch watching television. Actually, they were watching a porn video. When Joe had first started showing the boy hard-core pornography, Beth had objected, asking if it was appropriate for a boy so young. Joe had reassured her, as he slapped her face and tits, that all boys Drew's age watched and enjoyed pornography, and how dare she question his judgment? Beth had apologized through swollen lips, and had not raised the subject since, even when Joe started showing Drew videos of underage boys having sex with adult men. Joe had his thick, muscular arm draped across the small boy's bare shoulders, and was idling tweaking a nipple as they watched a nine year-old boy being sodomized by two men at the same time. Beth stood at the door to the kitchen, watching nervously. Her knees felt too weak to hold herself for long, and her shaved pussy leaked juices onto her upper thighs. Drew sat stiffly next to his stepfather. The fact that he was being forced to watch the illegal porn, and that he didn't like the touching only made the perverted mother hornier. "Hey, Honey," Joe addressed her, "why don't you make yourself useful and get me a beer?" The horny housewife wobbled to the fridge on rubbery legs and made it back to the living room to deliver the beer to her abusive husband. Joe took the beer with his right hand. Drew sat on his left side, and Joe's left hand was on the boy's bare leg, two inches from his crotch. As Beth stared, her husband's hand slid down between the boy's legs to caress the soft skin of his inner thigh. "Why don't you have a seat over there?" Joe suggested. Beth obediently went to collapse in the armchair a few feet away. Her position gave her a view of the action on both the television and the couch. She looked at her husband and son, her eyes glued to the activity in Drew's crotch. Joe now had his hand lying gently on the boy's penis, rubbing it slowly through the thin fabric of his shorts. Beth watched it grow as her husband massaged it. She kept her eyes on Joe's hand so she wouldn't have to meet her son's desperate gaze. She knew he would feel humiliated, but helpless to change his situation under the power of the big man molesting him. Beth's nipples were so hard they ached. Her braless tits pushed against her tight t-shirt. She wanted desperately to masturbate under her miniskirt, but her last shred of maternal decency stopped her. Her cunt leaked inside her skirt, leaving a wet spot on the back where the liquid soaked through. She tore her gaze from the perverted image on the sofa to look at the action unfolding on the television. She saw the same dark haired boy as before, now laying on his back on a narrow board with his head hanging backward over the edge. There was a long thin cock sliding all the way down the little boy's throat and back out again. A pair of hairy balls slapped against the boy's nose whenever the cock bottomed out in his throat, and drool poured between the child's stretched lips and the shiny cock. Beth could see tears running down the nine year-old's face as his throat was raped. At the other end of the makeshift table, the boy's legs were pinned back against his chest as a thick black cock pounded into his upturned anus. The boy's little cock quivered as his widely stretched asshole was savagely raped. The images onscreen did nothing to quell the woman's horniness. She looked back at the couch to see that Joe had released Drew's penis from his shorts and was openly masturbating the boy in front of her, while ignoring her completely. A soft moan escaped the woman's lips and her hand slipped between her legs, almost as if with a will of its own. She sighed as her fingers entered her own pussy, smashing through the final wall of decency she had left standing. She was now masturbating in front of her own son like a wanton slut – which is exactly what she was. Drew's eyes were glazed as his stepfather manipulated his erect penis. He was not allowed to look away from the television, and the violent rape scenes were having an involuntary effect on him. As Joe jerked his cock, he felt an orgasm building. He watched as the cock in the boy's throat pulled out and sprayed a big load of sperm onto his pretty face. Thick streams of semen streaked across his cheeks and eyes, mixing with the captive's tears and dripping onto the concrete floor below. Drew's breathing grew deeper and more ragged as he neared release, but just as he was getting ready to cum, Joe squeezed his five-inch pecker painfully, bringing his orgasm to a crashing halt. Drew hissed at the pain in his cock and the discomfort at having his orgasm denied. Wearing only a pair of boxer shorts, Joe released his eight-inch cock. He took a handful of the boy's hair on the back of his head and forced the twelve-year old's face into his lap. Humiliated, Drew opened his mouth, as he had been trained, and engulfed the mushroom-shaped head of his stepfather's cock in his wet mouth. Drew gripped the base of Joe's cock in his left hand as his head bobbed up and down on the slick shaft. "Ahhhhh," the big man groaned, "your boy is one hell of a cock-sucker," he said, addressing Drew's mother. "Better than you, in fact." By now, Beth was openly masturbating, her skirt hitched up around her waist and her legs spread wide. Three fingers of her right hand were stuffed in her wet cunt as she rubbed her clit furiously with her left. The demeaning language from her husband made her moan again, close to her orgasm. "Come here, slut," Joe demanded. Reluctantly releasing her fingers from her throbbing pussy, Beth staggered over to the couch to sit next to her husband, near to where her son was slobbering over his hard prick. "Your boy has a problem, there," Joe drawled, pointing at Drew's bobbing dick. Thick clear fluid oozed from the hole at the tip and drooled down the underside of the thin shaft."Maybe you can help him out." Beth stared open-mouthed at her beloved son's five- inch penis, the object of her desire for the past year. The short shaft was smooth and hairless, as was the round ball sac bulging out between his thighs. Beth dropped to her knees and crawled around Joe's feet to where Drew's prick wagged below his flat belly. She reached out tentatively, her hand brushing the velvety head of the dripping cock. Her fingers caressed the slimy head, and she brought her hand to her lips to lick the sweet fluid from her fingertips. She reached out more assertively this time, wrapping her small fist around the shaft and pumping it gently. The skin was hot and soft, sliding over the hard center. She jerked him a few times, watching the clear pre-cum drool from the head. Leaning forward, Beth licked gently at her son's pee-hole, feeling the slippery fluid dripping from it with the tip of her tongue. She slipped her lips over the small head and teased the underside with her experienced tongue. The perverted mother closed her eyes and moaned in the back of her throat, feeling the smooth young cock glide across her tongue. She released the base of his dick from her grip and took his small nut sac in her palm, massaging it gently. Drew moaned around Joe's cock as she took his entire prick deep into her mouth. Her nose bumped his abdomen as the tip of his cock tickled the back of her throat. Breathing in the scent of his clean skin, she swallowed his dick, massaging it with her throat. Drew started humping his cock into his mother's mouth as he neared orgasm, and she clamped her lips tightly around the shaft, anticipating his sweet cum flooding across her tongue. As the twelve year-old neared orgasm for the second time, Joe grabbed Beth by the back of the head and yanked her face away from the panting boy's crotch. His dick slipped from between her lips with a pop, and Drew moaned in frustration again. "No one said you could cum yet; either of you," he scolded them, "but I can." With his fist still gripping her hair, Joe dragged Beth between his knees so that her face was next to her son's. He jerked his cock with his left hand, aiming it toward their upturned faces. "AAhhhhhhh!" he groaned lustily as his cock spit thick streams of cum across their faces, landing on their cheeks, eyelids and tongues. He came really hard, seeing the mother and son pair getting their faces painted with his cum. What a perverted sight! What he knew and they didn't was that he had set up hidden cameras all over the house to record his sexual activities with - and abuse of - Drew. He was sitting right where he had to to get a good shot of his cum spraying the mother's and son's faces. Now that he had cum, he could calm down and get to work using and humiliating the pair. "Lick your mother's face clean," he instructed. Drew lapped unenthusiastically at the cooling slime dripping down Beth's cheeks. She was told to do the same, and she returned the favor, but with less reluctance. Beth used her lips and tongue on her son's pretty face, planting kisses on his cheeks, eyelids, chin and lips. She held his head gently in her hands as she kissed him all over his face. She planted a long, lingering kiss on his soft pouty lips and he started to respond. Teasing his lips apart with her tongue, she tasted Joe's cum in her son's mouth. Joe watched them kiss passionately for a few minutes while he thought of what to do with them next. He fetched a video camera from the drawer next to him and stood, leaving Beth kneeling on the floor while Drew sprawled on the couch. "Let's see you suck his cock some more, slut," her directed. Beth dove between her son's legs and took his wilting cock back into her mouth, bringing it back to full rigidity in seconds. Soon Drew was thrusting his hips toward his mother's face as his orgasm approached. Joe watched for signs that his release was imminent, and told Beth to stop. The perverted mother had been looking forward to tasting her boy's hot sperm, and slowly let his hard dick slip from her wet lips, looking into his eyes apologetically. Drew gasped as his sensitive cock throbbed in the air inches from his mother's sexy lips, craving the release he had been so near to having. Joe told his submissive wife to stand and strip. She was soon naked, and Drew looked at her nude body for the first time. He had seen her in revealing outfits, of course, because that was all Joe allowed her to wear, but this was the first time he had ever seen her bare, b-cup breasts. They were pale and firm, with light pink areolas. Right now, they were hard, and poked invitingly out from her chest. Her belly was flat, and her hips flared out sexily. Her pussy was shaved bare, also at Joe's instruction. Drew could see her inner pussy lips peeking out between her outer labia, glistening with her own moisture. "Have a seat, slut," Joe told her. She sat obediently on the armchair. "About time you learned how to please a woman, sissy boy," Joe addressed his twelve year-old stepson, "Get over there and return the favor your momma did you by eating her cunt." Drew stared at his mother with a look of fear and dismay. Beth smiled encouragingly at him, not wanting to show how eager she was. Her pussy throbbed with desire at the thought of her precious little boy eating her pussy. Drew crawled slowly to her chair. She spread her knees apart to make room for him between her long sexy legs. The twelve year-old stared at his own mother's gaping pussy, inches from his face. He had never seen a vagina up close, and he was fascinated. The tear-drop shaped opening was framed by Beth's plump, bald outer labia, glistening with her own juices. The inner folds of her pussy were dark pink, swollen with her arousal. Drew peered into the dark red interior of the hole through which he had entered the world. It looked so small, it seemed impossible to him. "Touch it, Baby," the horny woman purred. She drew her knees back toward her, spreading her legs as far apart as she could, resting them on the arms of the chair. Drew reached his hand out and set his fingertips against her labia. He felt heat radiating from her wet snatch. He slid the tips of his ring and middle fingers against the slippery flesh of her inner pussy lips, rubbing his hand up and down over her hole. Beth tipped her head back and moaned as her little boy fondled her horny cunt. "Put your fingers inside, Honey. It's okay." She encouraged him. A loud groan escaped her lips as he slid his middle finger into her hole. It slid in easily against the warm slick flesh. Her pussy gripped his finger like a wet glove, and he started pushing it in and out as she lifted her hips to ease his access. "More," she gasped. He added a second finger. Finding that it fit easily, he added another. The three fingers fit snugly, so he continued fucking his mother's bald pussy as she gasped and moaned in the chair in front of him. "Kiss her cunt, Boy," Joe instructed. His harsh voice broke the spell the boy was under, and he turned to look over his shoulder at the ugly man looming behind him with a video camera aimed at his mother's crotch. He turned to his mother and saw her staring back at him, her eyes glazed. She watched him with anticipation. She reached forward to rest her hand on the top of his head, her fingers swirling through his thick hair. Pressing gently on his head, she guided his face toward her waiting pussy. Drew felt the heat of her sex on his face. His lips touched her swollen labia and she sighed "Stick your tongue out, Baby," she begged. Drew reached out with his pink tongue pointed toward her pussy, touching the inner folds tentatively. He tasted a tang on the tip of his tongue, but no other sensation of taste. He smelled her musk, and his cock twitched in response. He flattened out his tongue and lapped at the slick flesh between her outer lips, bringing another husky moaned from his mother's throat. He looked up at her as he licked her pussy to see her beaming face smiling encouragingly at him. He drank in the view of her beautiful face between her breasts. Turning back to the horny mother's wet cunt, Drew sank his tongue deeper inside, pressing his cheeks against her outer labia. Beth increased the pressure on his head and ground her crotch into her boy's face, smearing her juices on her only child's cheeks. She gasped and panted as her orgasm approached. Drew reached between his legs and started stroking his erect cock. The mother and son neared their orgasms together, ready to explode in unison, when Joe grabbed Drew by the hair at the back of his head and yanked him away from his mother's snatch. Beth and her son groaned in unison. Tears of frustration welled up in Drew's eyes as Joe took his wrist in a beefy hand and held it away from his throbbing prick. Clear fluid oozed form the tip and dripped on the carpet between the boy's knees. "No more touching yourself, Boy," Joe hissed in Drew's face. Joe produced a length of rope, and bound the helpless boy's wrists behind his back. He took a short piece of thin rough twine and tied it tightly around the base of Drew's five-inch cock, under his balls. "Ow!" Drew cried out as his stepfather cinched the twine painfully tight. Drew's cock started turning red as the blood was trapped inside, and his ball sack bulged obscenely below the dripping shaft. His little sac looked like a small balloon, with red and blue veins etched across the surface. Drew was reminded painfully of the torture his nuts had endured at the hands of the pedophiles during his gang rape at the adult bookstore. "That'll keep you from cumming too soon." Joe declared, giving the boy's painfully bound cock a hard squeeze. Drew sobbed at the pain in his crotch. Joe slapped his balls as he turned away, doubling Drew over in agony. As the boy gasped and moaned, Joe pulled his petite wife from her chair, forcing her to kneel on the floor in front of the chair, bent at the waist. Her firm round ass poked out invitingly. Joe dragged Drew over behind his mother, still on his knees. His stepfather took the boy's swollen prick in his hand and guided it to the opening of his mother's cunt. Drew felt the head of his cock enveloped by the warm wet folds of his mother's pussy. Joe put his big hand on the boy's firm ass and pushed, forcing his cock into his mother's waiting cunt. Beth laid her head on the chair cushion and groaned n ecstasy. She had been fantasizing about this moment for months, and now she finally had her own son's hard prick inside her horny cunt. She gasped as she felt it slide out; then slip back in. Joe was pushing Drew's hips back and forth to establish a rhythm, which the boy quickly picked up on his own. Drew thought the feeling of his mother's hot cunt on his bound prick was awesome, but the tightly tied twine around his cock kept him from reaching the release he needed. His cock head was so sensitive, he felt that any further stimulation would make his real head explode off his neck. Also, his bound nuts kept smacking against the backs of his mother's thighs, keeping him in a state of constant discomfort. Joe felt his cock twitch as he watched the incestuous scene in front of him, and knew he was ready to go again. He dragged his slim wife's upper body out of the chair by her hair and plopped his big ass down in her place. "Suck my cock, Whore," he demanded. Beth immediately engulfed his growing cock between her soft red lips, sliding her face toward his crotch. Beth loved to suck cock, and the humiliating language her husband used always turned her on. She started to gag on his meat as it swelled to its full eight inches in her drooling mouth. Joe took a double handful of her hair and held her head still as he pumped his hips into her face, throat-fucking her. When he was hard enough to satisfy him, he pulled her face away from his sweaty crotch and climbed out of the chair. As Beth once more collapsed against the cushion, Joe sauntered over to stand behind Drew's kneeling body. Joe got down on his knees behind the boy as Drew continued to fuck his mother. He slid a finger up the twelve year-old's asshole, letting the boy's own motion slide the digit in and out. His stepfather grabbed Drew's shoulders, stopping him with his hard penis buried in his mother's cunt, and lined up his broad cock head against the boy's wrinkled pink anus. Tears sprang into the boy's big eyes as the thick cock tore into his un-lubricated rectum. Joe pushed steadily until all eight inches were embedded in his stepson's colon. He then started to pound the boy's ass, driving Drew's cock into his mother's pussy with each thrust. Since he had just cum less than an hour before, Joe lasted a long time. He had to stop and yank Drew's hips away from his mother's ass, pulling his little cock out of her cunt to keep her from cumming several times. Each time, he reached around the boy's thin body and grabbed his hard cock, jerking it hard and fast. Tears rolled down the preteen's cheeks as his sore penis was abused. It had turned dark red, from the constricted blood and the manhandling. The boy sobbed as Joe drove his aching member back into Beth's pussy. He felt Joe's hard cock slam into his bowels, shoving his own cock deeper into his mother's pussy. Joe started hammering his hard cock harder and faster into the boy's sore anus. The puckered hole gripped the shaft as it slammed in and out, distending the tight sphincter before shoving back into the boy's anus. Joe's cock was a blur as it hammered into Drew's tortured asshole. The big man gripped the boy's slim hips as his cock exploded, spraying sperm into his bowels. The feel of the warm flood in his ass, with the pressure on his prostate and his own mother's clasping pussy, would have brought the twelve year old to an orgasm, if his cock and balls hadn't been so painfully bound. As Joe thrust deep into his ass to cum, he pressed the boy forward, squeezing his distended nut sac against his mother's thighs, forcing a pained groan from his full lips. Joe withdrew his slimy cock from the boy's abused and swollen hole, pulling Drew around by the hair and forcing his quickly wilting dick between the boy' soft pink lips. Drew sucked the cum off his father-in-law's filthy cock obediently. Before he stood up, Joe untied the string from around the preteen's balls. Drew groaned in relief as his cock sprang free of its bonds. "You two may as well finish each other off," Joe said as he fetched his video camera. Beth struggled to her knees and crawled over in front of where Drew knelt on the carpet. She lay on her back with her arms outstretched and her legs spread wide in invitation. Her twelve year-old son lowered himself carefully onto his mother's naked body, his hands still bound behind his back. With her hands on his narrow shoulders, she guided him down on top of her. They both wiggled their hips around until his little dick found the point of entry to her waiting hole. They sighed into each other's mouths as his cock penetrated her pussy. She covered his sweet face with kisses, until her lips found his. She slipped her tongue into his mouth as he thrust into her wet cunt. She squeezed his cock with the muscles of her pussy as best she could. Both of them had been held on the edge of orgasm for over an hour, so they were soon panting with their urgent need. Drew groaned as his orgasm approached, and Beth whispered encouragingly in his ear, her arms wrapped tightly around his firm young body. "That's it, Baby. Cum for me. Fill Momma's pussy with your cum, Baby. That's my boy. Let me feel you cum…" Drew pushed his cock deep into her pussy and his body grew stiff as his cock sprayed a huge load of cum into his mother's hit cunt. The feel of his cock throbbing inside her sent Beth over the edge, and her cries of passion filled the room as she thrashed beneath her beloved son. She wouldn't think until later about the fact that Joe had taken away her birth control pills six months ago. "I love you, Baby," the young mother purred in her son's ear. She kissed his cheeks and neck wherever she could reach until her boy rolled off of her, his dick leaving a thin trail of sperm across her thigh. Beth bent over her son's cock, taking it gently into her warm mouth to clean it of her juices and his cum. Still desperately horny, the demented mother crawled onto her son's sweaty young body and lay on top of him, pressing her hot lips to his. He opened his mouth to hers and she swirled her tongue around his mouth, sharing the slime she had cleaned from his cock. Panting harshly, she pulled away from his face and climbed up to straddle his head. She gripped his hair to hold him steady and lowered her dripping cunt onto his mouth. She ground her pussy into his red-cheeked face as his own cum dripped into his mouth. He lapped at the sperm dripping from her pussy, flicking her clit with his tongue as she humped hard against his face. Drew was helpless to resist with his arms tied beneath him, and his mother used his face and tongue to bring herself to another shuddering orgasm. Tears ran over the boy's soft cheeks when his mother rolled off his bruised lips to lie panting on the carpet next to him. She had joined her abusive husband in treating her only child as a sexual plaything, and she liked it. Joe lifted Drew's shoulders to get to his wrists and untie him. He continued to record the naked pair as Beth fell into his arms and kissed him passionately. This would be a great addition to his catalogue of videos he had made of both of them – especially the boy – over the past year. The possible uses of the perverted mother and her submissive son overwhelmed his slow-working brain. He would have to get help with this, he thought. And he knew just who to ask... *** ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life in anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider seeking professional help. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 71