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Visceral, dark and depraved
Not for the faint of heart or vanilla writers/readers
Not for the faint of heart or vanilla writers/readers
This thread has several purposes. One is to serve as an example as to how I enjoy writing smut. Second is to serve as a writing sample. Third is for me to practice some writing. Fourth is also to indulge in some monster smut from time to time. This will be updated when I have time and inspiration to write.
I gain great enjoyment from writing smut, but I feel we all can push our writing capabilities to something really depraved and nasty, as I like my smut depraved and nasty, with all the uncomfortable details presented. My likings delve in taboo and sometimes extreme. Of course, all within the realms of the site's rules. All characters are 20+. Some writings here are available for roleplay.
Content warning: Very detailed explicit writing, profanity at it's highest. May contain some taboo pairings such as incest and monsters. Read at your own discretion or pleasure.
K9 Companion
Female cop x Sentient shifting werewolf
Content: B*stiality with a sentient shape-shifting dog. Dog will go as K9 and female character as Cop, her husband is referred to as just Husband.
Context: Female cop just got assigned a K9 companion of her own after the passing of her old furry companion year ago. She was grieving the loss and she is finally ready to move on and bond with another dog that would be her protect and friend. However, this is more than just a dog. With capability to think and feel as deeply as human, even the ability to speak, yet he chooses not to, obfuscating as just an animal. However, he watched his new owner go through her own perils at home with her husband, how neglected some of her needs were...
It was becoming a little bit concerning to watch her do this every time Husband left for work. His shifts as a paramedic weren't exactly too predictable and K9 had the opportunity to see how much they've been presenting a lie to their family concerning their relationship. There was no love and the two were formal with each other at best, but it was clear that Cop wanted more. They never spent time together considering how unharmonious their shifts were and they seemed to be too preoccupied with something else each time they were together.
And whenever she was alone at night, she would drink her wine in the living room, the TV on, blasting pornography while she's in her lace nightgown. She's intoxicated, smelling like a bitch in heat and with a hand between her thighs aggressively rubbing her pussy as she's moaning loudly. This night was no different. K9 quietly was laying down at the doorway watching yet another horny episode of his neglected owner in the same spot and with that same position while the noises from the TV lightly filled the room, but was drowned out by the more appealing and not acted noises coming from Cop.
Knocked out empty wine bottle on the table, her on the couch facing the TV mounted on the wall, her legs spread and nightgown hiked up. The smell of her drenched pussy had always filled the K9's senses whenever this kind of a night would come and it was reeling with sexual neglect that she was desperately attempting to take care of. Her hand was on her clit, rubbing it furiously as her entire body tensed visibly. Her face contorted with wild lust towards herself as she moaned, the cut of her nightgown was pulled beneath her large breasts as her other hand played with her breasts. K9 had already learned just by watching what she liked. She preferred more stimulation rather than penetration of her pussy and her hands always toyed with her breasts. She massaged, groped and squeezed those mounds like dough which was also pleasant to look at. At times she'd pull on and flick her nipple and the mounds were large enough so that she could push one of her breasts to her mouth to lick and tease her nipple.
And with the way her pussy smelled, how wet it sounded, the entrance throbbing as it remained hollow while her fingers rubbed the sensitive bud of nerves, also including her heated moans, even the K9 that found no attraction towards humans was compelled to... Well, help. She simply reeked of heat and instincts beckoned him.
Cop was lost in the sensations while K9 was approaching the couch. She threw her head back, feeling the climax creeping in. Sweaty body tensed as she mewled, her fingers rubbing faster as her legs began to tremble slightly... And that's when she felt a warm and rough texture glide up her entrance. It felt... So good. She was too intoxicated to process what it was, but it felt so fucking good. And it happened again. Cop mewled as it was beginning to throw her into deeper state of arousal the rough texture of an appendage ever slightly entering past her throbbing entrance. She finally opened her eyes to see what it was, only to see her K9 companion between her legs, tongue out once more, running over her entrance and pussy once more. It felt good, but she was so shaken by the realization she started to back further into the couch, her hands releasing her womanly parts, yelling "No wait!" with shock written all over her face, wanting to push the K9 away.
But the dog wouldn't have it. He growled at her with his teeth out, showing aggression, even snapping his maw at her hands that attempted to stop him. Cop gasped and moved her hands away in shock, frightened now that he will hurt her.
"You're drunk. Stop it." the low, gravely voice that didn't sound entirely human came from the dog's mouth that left Cop stare in absolute shock as she froze in place. Yes, she was drunk. Concept of time and environment felt blurred and she was dizzy from any movement. But she had a problem now to even believe what she heard with her own ears that possibly all of this might not even be happening...
With her completely caught off guard and questioning her own sanity, K9 moved his snout back to her petals and began to run his rough tongue all over her womanhood, dragging it quickly, but firmly. She tasted sweet, wanting and desperate, and the reaction this probed out of her made him continue doing this. The tip of his tongue that dragged upwards would ever so slightly dip into her entrance, which made Cop moan and shudder with anticipation after the climb towards the peak settled after the initial shock of the inappropriate nature of the situation. But the dog's tongue felt way too good for her. The rough texture stimulated her in all the right ways, especially over the clit. With the way she moaned and the way her face seemed to soften and her lips to let out soft breaths and whines, K9 began to enjoy watching her being this way with him. She looked down at him, not looking at him with disgust like just moments ago, instead she bit her lower lip and grabbed her large breasts, kneading them as she spread her legs even further, wordlessly encouraging him to keep doing what he's doing. And K9 happily obliged as the licks became faster, building her up. The porn on TV was all but noise in the background, just moans from a woman plowed by a well-hung man in doggy style.
With him being encouraged to do more, K9 continued to lick at her most sensitive spots faster, intentionally flicking her clit repeatedly, seeing just how sensitive that bud of nerves was. And he relished in pride seeing how much he had control, for the first time, over a human. Cop trembled, she felt so good, even bucking her hips forward with the need to feel more.
That is when he had and idea and pushed his snout into her pussy, though this time he dug in his tongue into her throbbing entrance. Cop mewled, her grip on her breasts even tighter. His tongue was long and when he moved it, not only did it stroke her walls from within, but it reached fairly deep in ways a normal tongue cannot. it was prehensile, thrashed within her, stroking her walls with each flick. It forced out pitched moans from her, her legs quaking and the walls around the dog's tongue throbbing as she got wet. "Oh fuck, that feels so good. Don't stop..." she mewled as she pressed her hips into the snout, feeling the cold, damp nose rubbing against the clit. And the dog caught onto this, moving his head ever so slightly so she could rub herself in sync with the movements of his tongue. And she tasted sweet and the scent so close just made his maw water with the actual need to feed more from her. And to think that she was not worth anything more than a bitch that wanted to be bred was something that pleased the K9 greatly. This started to give him some ideas on owning her in turn.
And he would make sure she remembers it whenever she feels like regretting this situation. So his tongue started to assault her pulsating wet walls with wild and hungry trashes, in turn taking in her juices, swallowing every drop that entered his maw down his tongue. And he loved watching her writhe, her hips gyrating against his nose, her cries filling the room.
Cop was a sweaty mess, completely lost in sensations that this mutt was giving her, owning her... And she couldn't get enough of it. "You're gonna make me cum..." she whined through her heavy breaths and he'd feel her walls slowly growing tight around him, her body warmer... And he had registered that there was that one spot that he hit upwards that had her cry the loudest and that's where he lashed his tongue, pressing his nose into her clit even harder.
He hit her G spot, which only sounded out wetter noises from her. Cop's moans grew more high pitched as she tossed her head back, her hips shaking as she finally burst like a fountain out of her pussy and right into K9's mouth, as well as over his face. But he was unfazed, almost a low chuckle came from his tongue as he kept licking her, milking her orgasm while she was crying out and shaking. He would not leave any wet spot of hers unlicked, as he wanted every drop of her licked clean, seeing what power his tongue held over her.
And after what felt like a minute, Cop collapsed on the couch, shuddering as she felt her head was being pounded by a horse after the ecstatic rush settled down. She was sprawled over the couch, glistening as the sheen of sweat covered her body, breathing heavily and not responding to anything. Satisfied with himself and how he managed to have a human for the first time in his grasp, K9 climbed next to the sofa and laid down beside her while watching the ongoing porn on TV.
He didn't care if she regrets it... She will be his bitch.
And whenever she was alone at night, she would drink her wine in the living room, the TV on, blasting pornography while she's in her lace nightgown. She's intoxicated, smelling like a bitch in heat and with a hand between her thighs aggressively rubbing her pussy as she's moaning loudly. This night was no different. K9 quietly was laying down at the doorway watching yet another horny episode of his neglected owner in the same spot and with that same position while the noises from the TV lightly filled the room, but was drowned out by the more appealing and not acted noises coming from Cop.
Knocked out empty wine bottle on the table, her on the couch facing the TV mounted on the wall, her legs spread and nightgown hiked up. The smell of her drenched pussy had always filled the K9's senses whenever this kind of a night would come and it was reeling with sexual neglect that she was desperately attempting to take care of. Her hand was on her clit, rubbing it furiously as her entire body tensed visibly. Her face contorted with wild lust towards herself as she moaned, the cut of her nightgown was pulled beneath her large breasts as her other hand played with her breasts. K9 had already learned just by watching what she liked. She preferred more stimulation rather than penetration of her pussy and her hands always toyed with her breasts. She massaged, groped and squeezed those mounds like dough which was also pleasant to look at. At times she'd pull on and flick her nipple and the mounds were large enough so that she could push one of her breasts to her mouth to lick and tease her nipple.
And with the way her pussy smelled, how wet it sounded, the entrance throbbing as it remained hollow while her fingers rubbed the sensitive bud of nerves, also including her heated moans, even the K9 that found no attraction towards humans was compelled to... Well, help. She simply reeked of heat and instincts beckoned him.
Cop was lost in the sensations while K9 was approaching the couch. She threw her head back, feeling the climax creeping in. Sweaty body tensed as she mewled, her fingers rubbing faster as her legs began to tremble slightly... And that's when she felt a warm and rough texture glide up her entrance. It felt... So good. She was too intoxicated to process what it was, but it felt so fucking good. And it happened again. Cop mewled as it was beginning to throw her into deeper state of arousal the rough texture of an appendage ever slightly entering past her throbbing entrance. She finally opened her eyes to see what it was, only to see her K9 companion between her legs, tongue out once more, running over her entrance and pussy once more. It felt good, but she was so shaken by the realization she started to back further into the couch, her hands releasing her womanly parts, yelling "No wait!" with shock written all over her face, wanting to push the K9 away.
But the dog wouldn't have it. He growled at her with his teeth out, showing aggression, even snapping his maw at her hands that attempted to stop him. Cop gasped and moved her hands away in shock, frightened now that he will hurt her.
"You're drunk. Stop it." the low, gravely voice that didn't sound entirely human came from the dog's mouth that left Cop stare in absolute shock as she froze in place. Yes, she was drunk. Concept of time and environment felt blurred and she was dizzy from any movement. But she had a problem now to even believe what she heard with her own ears that possibly all of this might not even be happening...
With her completely caught off guard and questioning her own sanity, K9 moved his snout back to her petals and began to run his rough tongue all over her womanhood, dragging it quickly, but firmly. She tasted sweet, wanting and desperate, and the reaction this probed out of her made him continue doing this. The tip of his tongue that dragged upwards would ever so slightly dip into her entrance, which made Cop moan and shudder with anticipation after the climb towards the peak settled after the initial shock of the inappropriate nature of the situation. But the dog's tongue felt way too good for her. The rough texture stimulated her in all the right ways, especially over the clit. With the way she moaned and the way her face seemed to soften and her lips to let out soft breaths and whines, K9 began to enjoy watching her being this way with him. She looked down at him, not looking at him with disgust like just moments ago, instead she bit her lower lip and grabbed her large breasts, kneading them as she spread her legs even further, wordlessly encouraging him to keep doing what he's doing. And K9 happily obliged as the licks became faster, building her up. The porn on TV was all but noise in the background, just moans from a woman plowed by a well-hung man in doggy style.
With him being encouraged to do more, K9 continued to lick at her most sensitive spots faster, intentionally flicking her clit repeatedly, seeing just how sensitive that bud of nerves was. And he relished in pride seeing how much he had control, for the first time, over a human. Cop trembled, she felt so good, even bucking her hips forward with the need to feel more.
That is when he had and idea and pushed his snout into her pussy, though this time he dug in his tongue into her throbbing entrance. Cop mewled, her grip on her breasts even tighter. His tongue was long and when he moved it, not only did it stroke her walls from within, but it reached fairly deep in ways a normal tongue cannot. it was prehensile, thrashed within her, stroking her walls with each flick. It forced out pitched moans from her, her legs quaking and the walls around the dog's tongue throbbing as she got wet. "Oh fuck, that feels so good. Don't stop..." she mewled as she pressed her hips into the snout, feeling the cold, damp nose rubbing against the clit. And the dog caught onto this, moving his head ever so slightly so she could rub herself in sync with the movements of his tongue. And she tasted sweet and the scent so close just made his maw water with the actual need to feed more from her. And to think that she was not worth anything more than a bitch that wanted to be bred was something that pleased the K9 greatly. This started to give him some ideas on owning her in turn.
And he would make sure she remembers it whenever she feels like regretting this situation. So his tongue started to assault her pulsating wet walls with wild and hungry trashes, in turn taking in her juices, swallowing every drop that entered his maw down his tongue. And he loved watching her writhe, her hips gyrating against his nose, her cries filling the room.
Cop was a sweaty mess, completely lost in sensations that this mutt was giving her, owning her... And she couldn't get enough of it. "You're gonna make me cum..." she whined through her heavy breaths and he'd feel her walls slowly growing tight around him, her body warmer... And he had registered that there was that one spot that he hit upwards that had her cry the loudest and that's where he lashed his tongue, pressing his nose into her clit even harder.
He hit her G spot, which only sounded out wetter noises from her. Cop's moans grew more high pitched as she tossed her head back, her hips shaking as she finally burst like a fountain out of her pussy and right into K9's mouth, as well as over his face. But he was unfazed, almost a low chuckle came from his tongue as he kept licking her, milking her orgasm while she was crying out and shaking. He would not leave any wet spot of hers unlicked, as he wanted every drop of her licked clean, seeing what power his tongue held over her.
And after what felt like a minute, Cop collapsed on the couch, shuddering as she felt her head was being pounded by a horse after the ecstatic rush settled down. She was sprawled over the couch, glistening as the sheen of sweat covered her body, breathing heavily and not responding to anything. Satisfied with himself and how he managed to have a human for the first time in his grasp, K9 climbed next to the sofa and laid down beside her while watching the ongoing porn on TV.
He didn't care if she regrets it... She will be his bitch.
Mother's Sacrifice
Mother x Two Sons
Available for roleplay
Content: Incest, supernatural elements. Characters are unnamed, they go by just Mother, Husband, Son1 and Son2 (the two would refer to each other as Brother).
Context: Brothers have been dabbling in the occult and had an encounter with an incubus that had cursed them without the brothers being aware. Slowly the effects of the curse began to show in heightened libido, with the two possibly engaging with each other inappropriately, but for some strange reason, their attraction towards their mother had become almost magnetic, as she feeds them in some unexplainable way.
Note: None of these scenarios need to played out in the rp (but it would definitely be nice.) These just serve as the examples and idea dumps for me.
The dog always made a damn mess. The fur was completely sticky from all the mud the dog was rolling in and Mother had to go through the ordeal cleaning everything by herself, as her husband was still at work and the sons were possibly in class in the nearby university. She was rather frustrated after she had finished washing the dog in the tub, the lively pet wouldn't sit or stand still and she was completely drenched. The dress was ruined, sticking to her skin as her breasts dangled while she cleaned the tub, rubbing it furiously as she was bending down. The short skirt of her dress lifted, offering a view that left much to be desired to Son1 who was standing at the bathroom doorway silently, absorbing the scene. It stirred an unexplainable and inappropriate sexual hunger towards Mother. Ever since they have encountered that foul creature, both of the sons had these uncontrollable needs that were primal and sexual in ways no one had deemed possible. Yet it always centered around their mother. The sight of her, the scent that came from her... He licked his lips before swallowing a heavy lump in his throat, feeling this unquenchable thirst as his lips were dry for a specific sustenance. He didn't feel like himself, like Son1. He felt like a feral person that was dying for need. And he had disregarded all logical thought as something made him move towards Mother...
She did not hear or expect anyone as she scrubbed the porcelain tub, though she gasped softly when she felt something press into her buttocks firmly and she felt a long, hard bump grinding against the slit covered by the thin layer of panty fabric, up towards the crack of her ass. Hands trailed up her skirt, they explored and kneaded her soft cheeks with such greedy need that turned her on to feel this desired. She inhaled deeply as she felt the pressure of fingers repeatedly squeeze her into strong palms, her ass appreciated. She thought it was Husband, home early from work, as it was quite possible to happen on Friday. Typically he'd give her a call, but this might be his way of surprising her that he's home... Honestly, it's been a while since they had done anything spontaneous like this... Mother welcomed it.
"Mmmm, you really couldn't wait to get home earlier, huh dear?" she purred to him, grinding her hips back into the bulge, causing a pleasurable friction. And just as she said that, she began to straighten up from the tub and turn to look. And just as she caught a glimpse of someone who horrified her in that short second, one hand reached for her hair, tugging hard enough to make her yelp as he made her face the wet bathroom tile wall and push her forward, forcing her hands to reach for the same wall instinctively so she would hit herself. It was her son. Her own child. In all of the 21 years of her sons' lives, she couldn't imagine them doing something like this. In past couple of weeks, she had noticed their interactions being strange, for the lack of the better word, but this was outrageous. Her heart was racing as she was panting sharply, holding against the wall, her back arched and her ass forcefully pulled back and slightly upwards into Son1's crotch as he ground into her trembling hips harder.
"I really could not, my dear mother..." he responded almost menacingly as he brought his face to her neck, taking a deep whiff of her scent right next to ear and neck, his hot breath blowing through the tresses of her hair. She smelled like fear, with just a slight tinge or arousal hanging there from her thinking it was father... And as he was digging his face into her neck possessively, smelling her, he looked down at her dangling chest. He couldn't properly see her breasts as this dress did not have a really low cut, but the fabric was wet and he could perfectly see the shape of her breasts. The sight of the softness of those breasts, and how those perky nipples looked against the wet fabric made him go wild as he released her hair and then grabbed one dangling breast, squeezing and kneading it. It was bigger than his palm could grab and it delighted him with sickening need as he attempted to hold the entire breast. His cock stirred in his pants angrily as he ground against Mother even harder. "If you could only see yourself..." he growled into her ear, his other hand moving from her hip down to her soft, full thigh, caressing it as he felt her trembling from his touch, putting her body under his spell...
Mother's breaths were shaky and hot as she felt him grab her breast. She nearly made a noise from such a dominating grip, she needed to bite her lower lip as he kneaded her breast that felt so sensitive she felt her entire body tingling... This... This was impossible. This shouldn't be happening. She even tried to push back as she was trying to brush off the sensations, but Son1 was too strong for her. He only pushed back, bending her down a little more, in such a compromising position. "You are despicable! Wait til your father hears about this!" she yelled angrily, only to feel the touch on her inner thigh that made her squeal in surprise, her entire body shivering for a full second. It was like electricity coursing through her entire body and suddenly all thought and resistance she had in that moment completely flashed into nothingness... The squeezing on her breast felt so much more powerful and the touch on her thigh made her shiver once more...
"Good... Then you can tell him how good I made you feel, mother." Son1 whispered darkly into her ear to her protest, digging his nose into her neck and now fully sensing and inhaling her pheromones that only triggered him further. He felt her shiver both in arousal and fear, though that only drove him further. His fingers trailed up to her panties and with his index and middle finger he slowly began to trail over her fabric covered pussy, feeling the heat gathering up there. He relished in her reactions as he pressed even harder into her, bucking his hips and nestling his hardon right between the cheeks of her ass, thrusting firmly against her. He wanted to feel her completely and wanted her to feel him completely as he began to rub what he found to be her clit area lightly but quickly.
Mother's mind went completely blank as Son1 was beginning to stimulate her clitoris. She mewled softly, trembling in his arms as he held her even tighter. The sensations of his fingers rubbing her clit was so overpowering, even with it being over cotton, she felt herself going wet. She was in such state of arousal that she had never experienced in her life, her legs couldn't stop shaking. Her pussy ached with such power that it was further mind-numbing her into a woman in heat, going to the point where she was rolling her hips, effectively helping him to rub her womanhood, but also in stroking his arousal with each movement. His fingers would slowly feel the warm stickiness from her feminine arousal, slight throbbing of her entrance with of their movement, just begging to be fucked. Gradually, Mother started to moan in need, her eyes empty of all thought and awareness as her son started to pleasure her in such simple, but effective way.
Son1 was moaning with her right in her neck, which really fanned the flames of Mother's arousal, feeling her grind so hard against his cock, which only helped her inch towards the next stage of this blasphemous courting. He smiled with malicious delight when he felt how soaked her panties were, their moans bouncing off of the tile walls, their voices were in such perfect harmony of lust. He couldn't help but to slightly move the panties to the side, just to touch her... Her petals... And oh, she was so drenched, hot, soft and sensitive. Even in this position, he could hear how wet she was for him. She mewled so sweetly to him, reduced to a whore in heat for him. He'll fuck her. Oh, he'll fuck and breed her right then and there. But first, his fingers now drenched in her arousal, now furiously began to rub her sensitive, swollen clit as she was now moaning loudly, even spreading her legs further for him. He started to buck his hips even harder and faster into her, almost fucking her through clothing, the impatience unnaturally animalistic as he panted, moaned and groaned into her ear. "Say it..."
Mother couldn't contain her moans when he began to rub her after he moved the panties to the side. She rolled her hips faster and harder, helping further for his own pleasurable stimulation as he thrust against her buttocks, mewling desperately with clear intention that she wanted to be bred and used. She was sweating as her free breast bounced with each thrust of their bodies. Her clit felt so incredibly sensitive, that the pleasure completely overtook every nerve in her whole entire body. She was nearly drooling in that moment as she was now willingly under his control. And just as he commanded her to say, to fully submit to him, give him clear sign that she wanted to be taken, they heard the entrance door of the home being unlocked and then closed, signifying that Husband had returned home...
She did not hear or expect anyone as she scrubbed the porcelain tub, though she gasped softly when she felt something press into her buttocks firmly and she felt a long, hard bump grinding against the slit covered by the thin layer of panty fabric, up towards the crack of her ass. Hands trailed up her skirt, they explored and kneaded her soft cheeks with such greedy need that turned her on to feel this desired. She inhaled deeply as she felt the pressure of fingers repeatedly squeeze her into strong palms, her ass appreciated. She thought it was Husband, home early from work, as it was quite possible to happen on Friday. Typically he'd give her a call, but this might be his way of surprising her that he's home... Honestly, it's been a while since they had done anything spontaneous like this... Mother welcomed it.
"Mmmm, you really couldn't wait to get home earlier, huh dear?" she purred to him, grinding her hips back into the bulge, causing a pleasurable friction. And just as she said that, she began to straighten up from the tub and turn to look. And just as she caught a glimpse of someone who horrified her in that short second, one hand reached for her hair, tugging hard enough to make her yelp as he made her face the wet bathroom tile wall and push her forward, forcing her hands to reach for the same wall instinctively so she would hit herself. It was her son. Her own child. In all of the 21 years of her sons' lives, she couldn't imagine them doing something like this. In past couple of weeks, she had noticed their interactions being strange, for the lack of the better word, but this was outrageous. Her heart was racing as she was panting sharply, holding against the wall, her back arched and her ass forcefully pulled back and slightly upwards into Son1's crotch as he ground into her trembling hips harder.
"I really could not, my dear mother..." he responded almost menacingly as he brought his face to her neck, taking a deep whiff of her scent right next to ear and neck, his hot breath blowing through the tresses of her hair. She smelled like fear, with just a slight tinge or arousal hanging there from her thinking it was father... And as he was digging his face into her neck possessively, smelling her, he looked down at her dangling chest. He couldn't properly see her breasts as this dress did not have a really low cut, but the fabric was wet and he could perfectly see the shape of her breasts. The sight of the softness of those breasts, and how those perky nipples looked against the wet fabric made him go wild as he released her hair and then grabbed one dangling breast, squeezing and kneading it. It was bigger than his palm could grab and it delighted him with sickening need as he attempted to hold the entire breast. His cock stirred in his pants angrily as he ground against Mother even harder. "If you could only see yourself..." he growled into her ear, his other hand moving from her hip down to her soft, full thigh, caressing it as he felt her trembling from his touch, putting her body under his spell...
Mother's breaths were shaky and hot as she felt him grab her breast. She nearly made a noise from such a dominating grip, she needed to bite her lower lip as he kneaded her breast that felt so sensitive she felt her entire body tingling... This... This was impossible. This shouldn't be happening. She even tried to push back as she was trying to brush off the sensations, but Son1 was too strong for her. He only pushed back, bending her down a little more, in such a compromising position. "You are despicable! Wait til your father hears about this!" she yelled angrily, only to feel the touch on her inner thigh that made her squeal in surprise, her entire body shivering for a full second. It was like electricity coursing through her entire body and suddenly all thought and resistance she had in that moment completely flashed into nothingness... The squeezing on her breast felt so much more powerful and the touch on her thigh made her shiver once more...
"Good... Then you can tell him how good I made you feel, mother." Son1 whispered darkly into her ear to her protest, digging his nose into her neck and now fully sensing and inhaling her pheromones that only triggered him further. He felt her shiver both in arousal and fear, though that only drove him further. His fingers trailed up to her panties and with his index and middle finger he slowly began to trail over her fabric covered pussy, feeling the heat gathering up there. He relished in her reactions as he pressed even harder into her, bucking his hips and nestling his hardon right between the cheeks of her ass, thrusting firmly against her. He wanted to feel her completely and wanted her to feel him completely as he began to rub what he found to be her clit area lightly but quickly.
Mother's mind went completely blank as Son1 was beginning to stimulate her clitoris. She mewled softly, trembling in his arms as he held her even tighter. The sensations of his fingers rubbing her clit was so overpowering, even with it being over cotton, she felt herself going wet. She was in such state of arousal that she had never experienced in her life, her legs couldn't stop shaking. Her pussy ached with such power that it was further mind-numbing her into a woman in heat, going to the point where she was rolling her hips, effectively helping him to rub her womanhood, but also in stroking his arousal with each movement. His fingers would slowly feel the warm stickiness from her feminine arousal, slight throbbing of her entrance with of their movement, just begging to be fucked. Gradually, Mother started to moan in need, her eyes empty of all thought and awareness as her son started to pleasure her in such simple, but effective way.
Son1 was moaning with her right in her neck, which really fanned the flames of Mother's arousal, feeling her grind so hard against his cock, which only helped her inch towards the next stage of this blasphemous courting. He smiled with malicious delight when he felt how soaked her panties were, their moans bouncing off of the tile walls, their voices were in such perfect harmony of lust. He couldn't help but to slightly move the panties to the side, just to touch her... Her petals... And oh, she was so drenched, hot, soft and sensitive. Even in this position, he could hear how wet she was for him. She mewled so sweetly to him, reduced to a whore in heat for him. He'll fuck her. Oh, he'll fuck and breed her right then and there. But first, his fingers now drenched in her arousal, now furiously began to rub her sensitive, swollen clit as she was now moaning loudly, even spreading her legs further for him. He started to buck his hips even harder and faster into her, almost fucking her through clothing, the impatience unnaturally animalistic as he panted, moaned and groaned into her ear. "Say it..."
Mother couldn't contain her moans when he began to rub her after he moved the panties to the side. She rolled her hips faster and harder, helping further for his own pleasurable stimulation as he thrust against her buttocks, mewling desperately with clear intention that she wanted to be bred and used. She was sweating as her free breast bounced with each thrust of their bodies. Her clit felt so incredibly sensitive, that the pleasure completely overtook every nerve in her whole entire body. She was nearly drooling in that moment as she was now willingly under his control. And just as he commanded her to say, to fully submit to him, give him clear sign that she wanted to be taken, they heard the entrance door of the home being unlocked and then closed, signifying that Husband had returned home...
Mother was stubborn, but no amount of life experience and stubbornness would help her fight off the spell of her sons that were now learning to control against her. She did not know how she got into this situation, but she was now in the living room, feeling intoxicated as her blurry vision made sense of the environment and her position. Across her, just few feet away, was Son2, sitting naked on an arm chair, his cock hard in his hand as he was stroking it very slowly, a menacing smirk on his face as he drank her in. She was also on an armchair, yet not exactly. She could feel Son1 beneath her, she was sitting on top of him, his one arm wrapped around her waist and hand reaching up to squeeze her large breast possessively, while the other hand forcefully spread her legs, clearly all for the viewing pleasure of Son2 while Son1's fingers trailed across her lace panties. She was in lingerie, completely oblivious as to how she got this on while she was blacked out, but Mother was completely unable to control herself. She just laid on top of Son1, her chest breathing heavily as she could just move her head from side to side, groaning softly as she shivered from her son's touch. He kneaded her breast and his other hand began to work her covered pussy, fingers lightly rubbing over her clit in circles. She tried to suppress a moan, tensing on top of him, but he only held her tighter, slapping her womanhood. She yelped and trembled while the brothers chuckled at her. It was the dead of the night, Husband clearly working his third shift, as none of this would happen otherwise.
"Watch her, brother. She really acts like a whore when you tease her like this." Son1 spoke to Son2 as he was lightly rubbing her clit, holding her tighter as she made poor attempts to squirm in his arms. Her head rested back on his shoulder as she panted hard, her hips grinding into his as she was pathetically struggling, but that only aroused him further. He dug his face into her cheek, inhaling the scent of her skin deeply as he felt her fight her arousal.
Son2 grinned as he watched her reactions, his grip on his cock tighter as he began to stroke it harder while his precum began to build at the tip. "You really know how to hit her spot, brother. Look at her, I can almost see her throb." he taunted with a chuckle as Son1's finger rubbed her a little faster, and Son2 can see in between the lace how wet she was getting. Her thighs that were spread were trembling and slowly they started to sheen from all the pressure and pent up frustration from all the teasing.
"Oh, I saw the way she likes to play with her little pussy... I watched her masturbate after I almost fucked her in the tub." Son1 said darkly, almost growling into her cheek as he started to press his fingers harder into her petals and rubbing the entirety of her labia firmly and quickly, but most of the pressure of the movements was added onto her clit, and this certainly brought out wanted results.
Mother moaned loudly, her legs shaking as he began to stimulate the entirety of her clothed labia, and despite the lace, the scent of her arousal as well as the wet noises that came from there couldn't be covered. She was like in heat, breathily moaning to the air while willingly keeping her legs spread, unable to even think about fighting. She remembered what Son1 talked about. After her husband came home from work and Mother awkwardly attempting to continue with her day normally, she was fighting the horniness she was cursed with because of her outrageous son who apparently disappeared after he humiliated her in the tub. She ended up masturbating in the bedroom with no shame, and not even a thought to ask Husband to help her out with her secret predicament. She grabbed the same breast Son1 was gripping that first time and her fingers furiously rubbed her wet pussy. She was doing her best to keep quiet, gripping her breast and rubbing herself, breathing heavily all the while Son1 was peeking through the crack in the door, following her pace of fingering and intensity as he jerked off to her.
Seeing that Mother is beginning to submit to him, Son1 stopped everything he was doing to provoke a protest from her as she raised her head, looking down at herself, seeing Son1's fingers glistening from little of what juices soaked through the panties. He smirked seeing her silently protesting, knowing that they had her completely. He moved the panties to the side right next to her thigh and his fingers spread her labia apart, showing off her embarrassingly wet pussy to Son2.
The brother bit his lower lip, growling to himself as he smeared all of his precum over his length, watching his mother flush in absolute aroused embarrassment as she panted and how the entrance of her pussy throbbed desperately for attention. "That pussy is mine for tonight, brother." he stated darkly, making it known that this was the hole he would be filling for tonight.
Son1 smiled at him, the grip on Mother's breast tightening as he began to rub her now exposed and drenched lips, feeling her shiver on top of him, moaning in almost relief as she threw her head back when he continued to touching her. "Before that, see what else she can do." he almost as in amusement as he pushed his two fingers into her hot, tightening entrance, groaning at the feeling and just imagining how she must feel around a cock. And he began to relentlessly fingerfuck her. It was loud, sloppy and wet, he could feel the droplets of her arousal fall onto the skin of his legs as he went to town on her. And her reactions were glorious. Like a true whore in heat.
She tossed her head back, moaning loudly to the air and the windows of the ground floor weren't even covered up in this late hours of the night, so if anyone got curious, they could see the mother being used by her sons as if she was nothing but a whore. She was sweating as the noises she made could put every pornstar to shame as she mewled, groaned and moaned. Her eyes were desperate for release, lips wet and parted as she stared down at what Son1 was doing to her, how he destroyed her pussy with nothing but just two fingers. He was stroking her G spot, that sweet, soft wall of hers that only produced more juice. "Oh fuck... Oh fuck..." she mewled repeatedly, completely in awe, she was lustfully hypnotized as he continued to use her.
"Yeah, you like that, slut?" Son1 growled to her like a hungry beast, not slowing down or easing up on her for a second.
"Yeah..." she barely breathed in response, her hips even bucking into his hand as she felt the release slowly creeping up on her.
"Look at her, slut is so desperate to cum." Son2 commented as he bit his lower lip, struggling to control himself as he needed to slow down his jerking off, this becoming a little to hot to handle so soon.
"Nu-uh... She's not allowed to cum." Son1 stated assertively, slowing down the fingering, but he was rough with the way his fingers stroked her from within, not allowing her to take a break. "She'll have to beg for it." both of the brothers seemed to be delighted with this idea of light torture. Controlling her orgasm to watch her break even further. She was slowly being enslaved by the lust after being so stubborn and resisting their advances.
And now, she was truly a mess. he way he probed her G spot with consistent presses and drags across the inner wall, but not fast enough to offer her relief... Mother was wailing as she began to sweat profoundly, her pheromones intoxicating both of the lust-hungering Incubus brothers. Her feet pressed down onto Son1's knees so she could thrust her hips up into his hand, with clear and utter desperation to chase the orgasm as she was whining, huffing and puffing. Son2 had the perfect view of her hungry pussy wanting to devour his brother's fingers while mother's expression of pathetic desperation made his cock ache so hard it was becoming too painful. "Beg for it, bitch!" he growled with frustration, knowing that he would not invade that wet, pulsating hole until she cums. She would not be able to last long like this if he decided to make her his.
Son1 was grinning the entire time, despite her thrusting into his hand, he still kept the same slow pace, but only pressing and dragging harder against that soft spot on her wall. He had a raging hardon that he could only control because he was dominating her like this. And he did not let up. He kept it up, feeling her shuddering with absolute frustration because he did not allow the tension inside her body that ached for release to settle down.
Mother was livid. No matter how hard she was thrusting, the feeling only got better, but not enough stimulation to make her cum. It was worse than edging, because she was at the very peak, but not going anywhere. Her hair was so wet from sweat it was sticking to her temples and shoulders, even sticking to her son's shoulder that she was leaning against.
She couldn't do it anymore. "Please!" she cried out, her hands gripping the armrests of the chair. "Please please please, I beg you, please make me cum! I beg you!"
Son1 grinned even more, as he stopped thrusting his fingers into her, instead he began to quickly move his fingers against the wall, the tips lightly scratching the G spot which made her wail and tense even more to the point his other arm needed to pin her back down to his front. He did it rather quickly and stopped, feeling the hot throbbing around his fingers, it nearly made her cum. "Yeah? If I make you cum, that means you'll need to fuck the both of us... At the same time."
Son2 bit his lower lip and kept the stroking of his cock firm and slow, knowing what waits for him.
"Yes! I'll fuck you, just fucking please please please, I beg you make me cum I can't take this anymore!" Mother was so desperate that she started to weep. Se had finally reached the lowest point of desperate arousal - making her their bitch.
And with that satisfying Son1's demands, he complied immediately, not really being able to wait any long himself. He started thrusting his fingers and scratching that spot with the tips of his fingers relentlessly. She started wailing loudly, perking up a little from him, her hips in the air and just remained there as if she was ready at any second.
"YES! FUCK YES, PLEASE DON'T STOP! DON'T STOP! OH YEAH!" at this rate Mother started to scream out, her moans bouncing off the walls. And just like that the wet sounds from the pussy turned into squelching as she whined once more and her hips started to shake. It began spraying from her womanhood with such a powerful force, it had reached Son2. He moaned as well, hissing as he jerked a little in reaction, the warm juices splashed across his cock, hand and abdomen, making his arousal that much more powerful. He licked his lips as another spray of her release rained down on him, feeling the drop reach his lip. It awakened something so primal within him. Her climax was so intoxicating, just watching her tense, groaning intensely with her eyes rolling back and shaking briefly each second was driving him nuts.
After her orgasm was over, the throbbing of her pussy around his fingers finally settling down, Son1 gave her just couple of seconds to catch her breath and for her body to relax. He caressed her inner thigh that shook in response and massaged her breast, feeling how sensitive and overstimulated she was, knowing that the real party is about to start.
He did not want to waste anymore time. He grabbed her as he made them both stand up, not caring how unstable she was after such torture she had went through. His balls were beginning to hurt. Compared to his brother, Son1 got almost no stimulation over his cock. The worst part was she had leaked some of her juices over him, which made things rather worse. He pushed her onto Son2 who caught her as she stumbled and pulled her so she could straddle him.
Son2 looked at her above him and there was no thought behind her eyes. She was completely aware, but she was in complete autopilot mode, only doing what she is pushed to do. His cock was wet from her release and he would not wait for a second longer. When she straddled him, he made sure he lifted his hips up and he was in a comfortable enough position so he can thrust up into her. With her over him, holding on to his shoulders and her breasts hanging tantalizingly over his face, he guided his cock to her wet entrance. The moment his head pushed past her hole and into the scorching and wet embrace of her soft, overstimulated walls, they both moaned in unison. It was disgusting, she felt disgusting in that moment and Son2 loved it. To think his own mother would feel so good made his cock throb and move inside her. He pushed into her to the hilt and he moaned more, grinding his hips upwards, feeling her walls squeezing and massaging his length. He was already drooling in his mouth. She felt too fucking good, he needed to control himself.
Mother mewled and moved her hips forward and backwards ever so slightly when she felt him lodged into her completely. She felt like she'd melt from the feeling of him inside of her. She felt complete, whole and already fulfilled, but the hunger that started to swirl within her was powerful and it was stronger than anything she had felt before. It was like the release she had just moments earlier hadn't happened. She wanted more... No... She needed it.
And before anything else was done, Son1 had forced his way into her other hole, her rosebud burned with pain as she cried out, tensing in the grip of both of her sons as their hands held her in place, not allowing her to squirm away or break the position they currently were in. They did not care that they would hurt her - because this curse they suffered came with a great deal of positive traits. And one of them is that the Incubus manages to turn any and all sensations a human could experience into one of pleasure. And that sudden, disarming sensation of pain caused by the forceful entry into her backdoor, so completely unprepared and in such a compromising position, it quickly turned to this overwhelming feeling of euphoria for Mother.
She stared blankly at the wall across, straddling Son2 and Son1 mounting her from behind, her body unable to fully comprehend the amount of pleasure she was so suddenly experiencing. She moaned softly as the two began to move, Son2 reached for her breast with his mouth, tongue playing with the nipple, flicking it, tickling it with circular motions, tasting her sweat hungrily before the lips enveloped it and her began to suck on her. Mother moaned as she shivered, feeling the milk being sucked from the nipple, which she didn't even think was possible after so many years. If she was of clear mind now, how conflicting and disturbing this scenario would be to think that one of her sons is invading the place that he came out of since his birth and now once more is sucking on her teat. It's been over 20 years and now she's here... But Mother's mind was so invaded by pleasure that she was unable to process this as he sucked hard on her nipple, moaning as he tasted her motherly essence which only made him thrust harder into her, feeling the grip of her muscles loving him for each thrust he made.
Son1 was ruthlessly thrusting into the tight asshole, unable to control himself. He felt the urge to feed on her, much like his brother, but his frustration had showed as he aggressively bit down on the nape of her neck. She enjoyed it, she enjoyed every second of it, the whore of his mother even perked her ass even more, willing to take him in. He even reached down between her legs to find her most sensitive spot, firmly rubbing it with the intention to abuse every nerve of her body.
And Mother was losing her mind at that moment. Her moans filled the room as her eyes just stared at the wall, while her sons gnawed at her neck and breast, her body jerking forward from each loud and wet thrust that filled the room along with her cries. And she could feel it... She could feel the way she was becoming to lose herself - and she did not want to do anything about that to stop it.
"Watch her, brother. She really acts like a whore when you tease her like this." Son1 spoke to Son2 as he was lightly rubbing her clit, holding her tighter as she made poor attempts to squirm in his arms. Her head rested back on his shoulder as she panted hard, her hips grinding into his as she was pathetically struggling, but that only aroused him further. He dug his face into her cheek, inhaling the scent of her skin deeply as he felt her fight her arousal.
Son2 grinned as he watched her reactions, his grip on his cock tighter as he began to stroke it harder while his precum began to build at the tip. "You really know how to hit her spot, brother. Look at her, I can almost see her throb." he taunted with a chuckle as Son1's finger rubbed her a little faster, and Son2 can see in between the lace how wet she was getting. Her thighs that were spread were trembling and slowly they started to sheen from all the pressure and pent up frustration from all the teasing.
"Oh, I saw the way she likes to play with her little pussy... I watched her masturbate after I almost fucked her in the tub." Son1 said darkly, almost growling into her cheek as he started to press his fingers harder into her petals and rubbing the entirety of her labia firmly and quickly, but most of the pressure of the movements was added onto her clit, and this certainly brought out wanted results.
Mother moaned loudly, her legs shaking as he began to stimulate the entirety of her clothed labia, and despite the lace, the scent of her arousal as well as the wet noises that came from there couldn't be covered. She was like in heat, breathily moaning to the air while willingly keeping her legs spread, unable to even think about fighting. She remembered what Son1 talked about. After her husband came home from work and Mother awkwardly attempting to continue with her day normally, she was fighting the horniness she was cursed with because of her outrageous son who apparently disappeared after he humiliated her in the tub. She ended up masturbating in the bedroom with no shame, and not even a thought to ask Husband to help her out with her secret predicament. She grabbed the same breast Son1 was gripping that first time and her fingers furiously rubbed her wet pussy. She was doing her best to keep quiet, gripping her breast and rubbing herself, breathing heavily all the while Son1 was peeking through the crack in the door, following her pace of fingering and intensity as he jerked off to her.
Seeing that Mother is beginning to submit to him, Son1 stopped everything he was doing to provoke a protest from her as she raised her head, looking down at herself, seeing Son1's fingers glistening from little of what juices soaked through the panties. He smirked seeing her silently protesting, knowing that they had her completely. He moved the panties to the side right next to her thigh and his fingers spread her labia apart, showing off her embarrassingly wet pussy to Son2.
The brother bit his lower lip, growling to himself as he smeared all of his precum over his length, watching his mother flush in absolute aroused embarrassment as she panted and how the entrance of her pussy throbbed desperately for attention. "That pussy is mine for tonight, brother." he stated darkly, making it known that this was the hole he would be filling for tonight.
Son1 smiled at him, the grip on Mother's breast tightening as he began to rub her now exposed and drenched lips, feeling her shiver on top of him, moaning in almost relief as she threw her head back when he continued to touching her. "Before that, see what else she can do." he almost as in amusement as he pushed his two fingers into her hot, tightening entrance, groaning at the feeling and just imagining how she must feel around a cock. And he began to relentlessly fingerfuck her. It was loud, sloppy and wet, he could feel the droplets of her arousal fall onto the skin of his legs as he went to town on her. And her reactions were glorious. Like a true whore in heat.
She tossed her head back, moaning loudly to the air and the windows of the ground floor weren't even covered up in this late hours of the night, so if anyone got curious, they could see the mother being used by her sons as if she was nothing but a whore. She was sweating as the noises she made could put every pornstar to shame as she mewled, groaned and moaned. Her eyes were desperate for release, lips wet and parted as she stared down at what Son1 was doing to her, how he destroyed her pussy with nothing but just two fingers. He was stroking her G spot, that sweet, soft wall of hers that only produced more juice. "Oh fuck... Oh fuck..." she mewled repeatedly, completely in awe, she was lustfully hypnotized as he continued to use her.
"Yeah, you like that, slut?" Son1 growled to her like a hungry beast, not slowing down or easing up on her for a second.
"Yeah..." she barely breathed in response, her hips even bucking into his hand as she felt the release slowly creeping up on her.
"Look at her, slut is so desperate to cum." Son2 commented as he bit his lower lip, struggling to control himself as he needed to slow down his jerking off, this becoming a little to hot to handle so soon.
"Nu-uh... She's not allowed to cum." Son1 stated assertively, slowing down the fingering, but he was rough with the way his fingers stroked her from within, not allowing her to take a break. "She'll have to beg for it." both of the brothers seemed to be delighted with this idea of light torture. Controlling her orgasm to watch her break even further. She was slowly being enslaved by the lust after being so stubborn and resisting their advances.
And now, she was truly a mess. he way he probed her G spot with consistent presses and drags across the inner wall, but not fast enough to offer her relief... Mother was wailing as she began to sweat profoundly, her pheromones intoxicating both of the lust-hungering Incubus brothers. Her feet pressed down onto Son1's knees so she could thrust her hips up into his hand, with clear and utter desperation to chase the orgasm as she was whining, huffing and puffing. Son2 had the perfect view of her hungry pussy wanting to devour his brother's fingers while mother's expression of pathetic desperation made his cock ache so hard it was becoming too painful. "Beg for it, bitch!" he growled with frustration, knowing that he would not invade that wet, pulsating hole until she cums. She would not be able to last long like this if he decided to make her his.
Son1 was grinning the entire time, despite her thrusting into his hand, he still kept the same slow pace, but only pressing and dragging harder against that soft spot on her wall. He had a raging hardon that he could only control because he was dominating her like this. And he did not let up. He kept it up, feeling her shuddering with absolute frustration because he did not allow the tension inside her body that ached for release to settle down.
Mother was livid. No matter how hard she was thrusting, the feeling only got better, but not enough stimulation to make her cum. It was worse than edging, because she was at the very peak, but not going anywhere. Her hair was so wet from sweat it was sticking to her temples and shoulders, even sticking to her son's shoulder that she was leaning against.
She couldn't do it anymore. "Please!" she cried out, her hands gripping the armrests of the chair. "Please please please, I beg you, please make me cum! I beg you!"
Son1 grinned even more, as he stopped thrusting his fingers into her, instead he began to quickly move his fingers against the wall, the tips lightly scratching the G spot which made her wail and tense even more to the point his other arm needed to pin her back down to his front. He did it rather quickly and stopped, feeling the hot throbbing around his fingers, it nearly made her cum. "Yeah? If I make you cum, that means you'll need to fuck the both of us... At the same time."
Son2 bit his lower lip and kept the stroking of his cock firm and slow, knowing what waits for him.
"Yes! I'll fuck you, just fucking please please please, I beg you make me cum I can't take this anymore!" Mother was so desperate that she started to weep. Se had finally reached the lowest point of desperate arousal - making her their bitch.
And with that satisfying Son1's demands, he complied immediately, not really being able to wait any long himself. He started thrusting his fingers and scratching that spot with the tips of his fingers relentlessly. She started wailing loudly, perking up a little from him, her hips in the air and just remained there as if she was ready at any second.
"YES! FUCK YES, PLEASE DON'T STOP! DON'T STOP! OH YEAH!" at this rate Mother started to scream out, her moans bouncing off the walls. And just like that the wet sounds from the pussy turned into squelching as she whined once more and her hips started to shake. It began spraying from her womanhood with such a powerful force, it had reached Son2. He moaned as well, hissing as he jerked a little in reaction, the warm juices splashed across his cock, hand and abdomen, making his arousal that much more powerful. He licked his lips as another spray of her release rained down on him, feeling the drop reach his lip. It awakened something so primal within him. Her climax was so intoxicating, just watching her tense, groaning intensely with her eyes rolling back and shaking briefly each second was driving him nuts.
After her orgasm was over, the throbbing of her pussy around his fingers finally settling down, Son1 gave her just couple of seconds to catch her breath and for her body to relax. He caressed her inner thigh that shook in response and massaged her breast, feeling how sensitive and overstimulated she was, knowing that the real party is about to start.
He did not want to waste anymore time. He grabbed her as he made them both stand up, not caring how unstable she was after such torture she had went through. His balls were beginning to hurt. Compared to his brother, Son1 got almost no stimulation over his cock. The worst part was she had leaked some of her juices over him, which made things rather worse. He pushed her onto Son2 who caught her as she stumbled and pulled her so she could straddle him.
Son2 looked at her above him and there was no thought behind her eyes. She was completely aware, but she was in complete autopilot mode, only doing what she is pushed to do. His cock was wet from her release and he would not wait for a second longer. When she straddled him, he made sure he lifted his hips up and he was in a comfortable enough position so he can thrust up into her. With her over him, holding on to his shoulders and her breasts hanging tantalizingly over his face, he guided his cock to her wet entrance. The moment his head pushed past her hole and into the scorching and wet embrace of her soft, overstimulated walls, they both moaned in unison. It was disgusting, she felt disgusting in that moment and Son2 loved it. To think his own mother would feel so good made his cock throb and move inside her. He pushed into her to the hilt and he moaned more, grinding his hips upwards, feeling her walls squeezing and massaging his length. He was already drooling in his mouth. She felt too fucking good, he needed to control himself.
Mother mewled and moved her hips forward and backwards ever so slightly when she felt him lodged into her completely. She felt like she'd melt from the feeling of him inside of her. She felt complete, whole and already fulfilled, but the hunger that started to swirl within her was powerful and it was stronger than anything she had felt before. It was like the release she had just moments earlier hadn't happened. She wanted more... No... She needed it.
And before anything else was done, Son1 had forced his way into her other hole, her rosebud burned with pain as she cried out, tensing in the grip of both of her sons as their hands held her in place, not allowing her to squirm away or break the position they currently were in. They did not care that they would hurt her - because this curse they suffered came with a great deal of positive traits. And one of them is that the Incubus manages to turn any and all sensations a human could experience into one of pleasure. And that sudden, disarming sensation of pain caused by the forceful entry into her backdoor, so completely unprepared and in such a compromising position, it quickly turned to this overwhelming feeling of euphoria for Mother.
She stared blankly at the wall across, straddling Son2 and Son1 mounting her from behind, her body unable to fully comprehend the amount of pleasure she was so suddenly experiencing. She moaned softly as the two began to move, Son2 reached for her breast with his mouth, tongue playing with the nipple, flicking it, tickling it with circular motions, tasting her sweat hungrily before the lips enveloped it and her began to suck on her. Mother moaned as she shivered, feeling the milk being sucked from the nipple, which she didn't even think was possible after so many years. If she was of clear mind now, how conflicting and disturbing this scenario would be to think that one of her sons is invading the place that he came out of since his birth and now once more is sucking on her teat. It's been over 20 years and now she's here... But Mother's mind was so invaded by pleasure that she was unable to process this as he sucked hard on her nipple, moaning as he tasted her motherly essence which only made him thrust harder into her, feeling the grip of her muscles loving him for each thrust he made.
Son1 was ruthlessly thrusting into the tight asshole, unable to control himself. He felt the urge to feed on her, much like his brother, but his frustration had showed as he aggressively bit down on the nape of her neck. She enjoyed it, she enjoyed every second of it, the whore of his mother even perked her ass even more, willing to take him in. He even reached down between her legs to find her most sensitive spot, firmly rubbing it with the intention to abuse every nerve of her body.
And Mother was losing her mind at that moment. Her moans filled the room as her eyes just stared at the wall, while her sons gnawed at her neck and breast, her body jerking forward from each loud and wet thrust that filled the room along with her cries. And she could feel it... She could feel the way she was becoming to lose herself - and she did not want to do anything about that to stop it.
Son1 sat back on the armchair, breathing heavy after he had just finished rather quickly. He had the perfect view of her ass while she was still on Son2. Son2 was holding the cheeks of her ass, wide apart, showing everything - the way Son1's cum was slowly leaking out down towards the entrance of her pussy that Son2's cock was still invading. He watched the way the string of his cum started to spread once it reached his brother's cock, the way it pulled with each wet thrust. Son1 was already getting ready to continue, reaching for his flaccid cock to rub it as he took in the scene.
His brother and Mother were really getting at it and it was hot to watch.
They were both sweaty to the point where it was nearly disgusting. Mother was no longer absent-minded as earlier where she couldn't act, she was completely taken over by lust. She was thrusting back and forth, no longer fucking, but fully immersing herself in the sensations Son2's cock felt inside of her abused pussy. She stirred him within her, they didn't cum yet, but with the way they moaned and groaned at each other, it seemed like they were just mere moments away.
Their sweaty bodies ground against each other as Son2 rolled his hips against her, only further adding to the sensations of her thrusts, both massaging each other's intimate parts, which only seemed to make a wetter mess than it used to. Her breasts pressed into his chest, squeezing and rolling alone with their synced grinding, her abdomen rubbing against his while her hands were on the backrest of the chair, firmly grabbing it. Their faces were inches away, eyes locked onto each other's and completely transfixed with passion as their breaths brushed past their lips with each heated moan they made. They were an inch away from kissing one another, but it never happens while they teased and massaged each other's bodies this way...
"Mother..." he moaned to her, the grip on her ass tightening, digging into the soft flesh as he rolled his hips faster into her, stirring every inch of her walls that made her nose press against his in response as she mewled like a bitch in heat.
"Baby... Please..." she breathed to him, the thrusting of her body and hips now more desperate and faster on top of him, which only stimulated them both.
"You want me to cum inside you, mother?" Son2 whispered to her, eyes not leaving hers as he bit his lower lip, completely relishing in the moment of passion and pure lust in the moment.
"Yeah baby, please..." she begged, her grip on him now growing needier, nose brushing against his as her thrusts now stopped with the grinding, and instead she raised her hips, pulling his length out just to push him back inside abruptly. "I want you to fill me up..."
"Oh, fuck yeah.." Son2 responded with a groan when she slammed her hips down, until he was hilted inside of her, his cock aching for release. Their faces remained so close, but Son2 wanted to finally end this round. His one hand reached for her hair, holding it roughly in face. "I want you to fucking look into my eyes when I fill you, bitch." he said through his grit teeth while his other hand held her ass in place and he began to thrust up into her relentlessly and quickly.
It was hard to keep up the eye contact in that moment as Son2 was fucking her with such force and vigor, but Mother managed to keep it up. Her expression broken into helpless lust as her lips parted, moaning in pure and aggressive ecstasy while her gaze became absent minded once more. Son2 moaned with her, he groaned harder with each pump, feeling it build up to an unbearable point. The slamming of their hips echoed across the room in wet slaps as Son1 was already beginning to jerk off to this extremely passionate rut that was animalistic at worst.
"OH FUCK ME, I'M CLOSE, I'M CLOSE, I'M..." Mother screamed as her entire face contorted into what seemed pain, but it was merely the very last seconds of build up that finally had exploded. Son2 grunted as he felt the vice grip of her pussy pulse around his cock, but he did not stop rutting her, even as he felt the juices leak out of her. Mother was whining, so needy and high-pitched, as she completely tensed to the point where her entire body started to shake. She couldn't move an inch as the strength of her explosive orgasm nearly threatened to crumble her if she moved a muscle, yet her son did not stop with the wild, unhinged and hard thrusts milking her orgasm to the point where she rolled her eyes back. Drool hung from her bottom lip as she felt her entire being going through a hard reset while Son2 was reaching his own climax.
He slammed his hips into her one last time, as deep as he could, as he groaned loudly, throwing his head back against the backrest of the chair, shuddering himself as he felt the release of his cum invade her womb as his cock throbbed and pulsed to the point where it was painful, yet the pleasure was immense. One shot, second shot and final third shot. Both of them trembled and ground against one another when his cum invaded her womb, Mother seeking her son's lips to kiss him as he bred her and he returned the gesture with a sloppy lick of his tongue over hers. They made out like animals in heat, grinding their sweaty bodies for a few moments more as they milked each other's orgasm now that the silence fell across the room that smelled like sex and sweat.
And with Son1 hard as a rock and ready for more, this wouldn't be the end of tonight's blasphemy.
His brother and Mother were really getting at it and it was hot to watch.
They were both sweaty to the point where it was nearly disgusting. Mother was no longer absent-minded as earlier where she couldn't act, she was completely taken over by lust. She was thrusting back and forth, no longer fucking, but fully immersing herself in the sensations Son2's cock felt inside of her abused pussy. She stirred him within her, they didn't cum yet, but with the way they moaned and groaned at each other, it seemed like they were just mere moments away.
Their sweaty bodies ground against each other as Son2 rolled his hips against her, only further adding to the sensations of her thrusts, both massaging each other's intimate parts, which only seemed to make a wetter mess than it used to. Her breasts pressed into his chest, squeezing and rolling alone with their synced grinding, her abdomen rubbing against his while her hands were on the backrest of the chair, firmly grabbing it. Their faces were inches away, eyes locked onto each other's and completely transfixed with passion as their breaths brushed past their lips with each heated moan they made. They were an inch away from kissing one another, but it never happens while they teased and massaged each other's bodies this way...
"Mother..." he moaned to her, the grip on her ass tightening, digging into the soft flesh as he rolled his hips faster into her, stirring every inch of her walls that made her nose press against his in response as she mewled like a bitch in heat.
"Baby... Please..." she breathed to him, the thrusting of her body and hips now more desperate and faster on top of him, which only stimulated them both.
"You want me to cum inside you, mother?" Son2 whispered to her, eyes not leaving hers as he bit his lower lip, completely relishing in the moment of passion and pure lust in the moment.
"Yeah baby, please..." she begged, her grip on him now growing needier, nose brushing against his as her thrusts now stopped with the grinding, and instead she raised her hips, pulling his length out just to push him back inside abruptly. "I want you to fill me up..."
"Oh, fuck yeah.." Son2 responded with a groan when she slammed her hips down, until he was hilted inside of her, his cock aching for release. Their faces remained so close, but Son2 wanted to finally end this round. His one hand reached for her hair, holding it roughly in face. "I want you to fucking look into my eyes when I fill you, bitch." he said through his grit teeth while his other hand held her ass in place and he began to thrust up into her relentlessly and quickly.
It was hard to keep up the eye contact in that moment as Son2 was fucking her with such force and vigor, but Mother managed to keep it up. Her expression broken into helpless lust as her lips parted, moaning in pure and aggressive ecstasy while her gaze became absent minded once more. Son2 moaned with her, he groaned harder with each pump, feeling it build up to an unbearable point. The slamming of their hips echoed across the room in wet slaps as Son1 was already beginning to jerk off to this extremely passionate rut that was animalistic at worst.
"OH FUCK ME, I'M CLOSE, I'M CLOSE, I'M..." Mother screamed as her entire face contorted into what seemed pain, but it was merely the very last seconds of build up that finally had exploded. Son2 grunted as he felt the vice grip of her pussy pulse around his cock, but he did not stop rutting her, even as he felt the juices leak out of her. Mother was whining, so needy and high-pitched, as she completely tensed to the point where her entire body started to shake. She couldn't move an inch as the strength of her explosive orgasm nearly threatened to crumble her if she moved a muscle, yet her son did not stop with the wild, unhinged and hard thrusts milking her orgasm to the point where she rolled her eyes back. Drool hung from her bottom lip as she felt her entire being going through a hard reset while Son2 was reaching his own climax.
He slammed his hips into her one last time, as deep as he could, as he groaned loudly, throwing his head back against the backrest of the chair, shuddering himself as he felt the release of his cum invade her womb as his cock throbbed and pulsed to the point where it was painful, yet the pleasure was immense. One shot, second shot and final third shot. Both of them trembled and ground against one another when his cum invaded her womb, Mother seeking her son's lips to kiss him as he bred her and he returned the gesture with a sloppy lick of his tongue over hers. They made out like animals in heat, grinding their sweaty bodies for a few moments more as they milked each other's orgasm now that the silence fell across the room that smelled like sex and sweat.
And with Son1 hard as a rock and ready for more, this wouldn't be the end of tonight's blasphemy.
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