Stepmother in ropes

CHAPTER SIX

Lynn got to her feet, feeling shaky. Her hair hung wetly about her shoulders, her face, drenched in piss. The piss ran down her body as it trickled to her feet. Her cunt was filled with cum, and the taste of Tony's cum lingered in her mouth and on her tongue. She felt so humiliated, she wanted to cry.

None of it had been so bad, though, as when they had opened the garage door and that kid on the bicycle had seen her, naked and helpsless, tied to the wall. She didn't understand why she had come at that precise moment.

Any woman, bound up and being tortured with whips ad clothespins, should be insane by now. Yet Lynn found only pleasure. She had been tortured and fucked in her cunt and mouth, cum spewed into her body from both ends, her tits bruised and her cunt aching, but all she felt was that strange feeling of gratification.

She entered the house, feeling more exposed than ever. She was still naked, of course, but her emotions had been exposed. She had enjoyed being fucked by Billy, enjoyed taking Tony's cock into her mouth. And, she confessed to herself, she had even enjoyed having Tony come in her mouth. She rolled her tongue around, still tasting his come juice. That was her biggest surprise; she had enjoyed – no, loved it – when he came in her mouth. That first spurt wasn't so good, but the more he came, the better it tasted. The throbbing of his cock as he came had burned sweetly between her lips.

Entering the living room and going to the stairs, she saw her stepsons sitting on the floor, watching television. She gazed at their backs, then quickly started up the stairs. They had paid no attention to her. Lynn felt disappointed. They had abused her, used her for their own pleasure, now they wanted nothing to do with her.

Sinking into the tub, her body aching, Lynn felt she should be angry as hell with them. Yet she was hurt because they had not so much as looked at her when she came in. She should call their father, tell him what was going on, but she couldn't bring herself to phone him!

Drying her body, she saw a number of bruises on her smooth flesh, mostly on her flawlessly shaped tits. She ran a finger over them, caressing the bruises almost tenderly, lovingly.

She went into her bedroom and lay down on the enormous bed, her body fidgety. She opened and closed her legs, shoving her tits into the mattress. She relived the things her stepsons had done to her, and she wished they would come to her now, fuck her and let her suck those cocks.

She ran her tongue over her lips, pressing her cunt into the bed, legs tight together. She began imagining what she would do with those two boys if they came to her. She felt her face grow warm as her imagination became more and more erotic. She felt ashamed of herself, but even in her shame she wanted more of them.

She fell asleep, still wondering about the abrupt changes in her mind and body.

The ringing of the telephone by her bed woke her up.

Goggily, she placed it to her ear and said a sleepy hello.

She woke up quickly when she heard the sound of her husband's voice.

Panickly, she looked about the room and saw she was alone. She could tell Jake now, beg him to come home, tell him she could not handle the boys. She wanted to tell him the things they had done to her, the things they could still do to her if he didn't come home immediately.

Instead, she found herself telling him everything was fine, the boys behaving very well. As she talked on the phone, she heard the boys racing up the stairs.

Seeing them enter the room, eyes glaring with threats, Lynn trembled.

"They're here, if you'd like to talk to them, darling." She held out the phone to Billy. "Your father wants to talk to you."

Billy's anger smoldered on his young face as he greeted his father. His expression changed when he heard his father congratulating him on obeying his stepmother.

"She's nice, Dad," he said into the phone. "Tony and I sure like her. She's the best mother a boy could have."

When Billy hung up, he looked at Lynn, perplexed. She lay back on the bed, still naked, her now-dry hair fanning about her lovely face on the pillow. She crooked one knee, her cunt showing, and she placed one hand on her tit. Her eyes gave him a warm look and a smile curled on her moist lips.

Tony, too, looked in surprise at his stepmother.

"You didn't tell him about us?" Billy asked.

"No," she whispered.

"Why the fuck not?" Tony demanded. "You had your chance."

The boys were still naked, and Lynn gazed at their young cocks and balls. She licked her lips suggestively.

"I'm not sure," Lynn whispered, caressing her naked tit as she looked at them, hoping they would get harder. "I just couldn't. Maybe when he comes home, I'll tell him."

Tony and Billy looked at each other suspiciously.

"Why wait?" Billy asked.

"Because…" Lynn licked her lips again. "Because I want to… I want you to fuck me, that's why."

"Well, kiss my ass!" Billy laughed. "That, too," Lynn murmured.

It was then she saw their cocks lifting, swelling into hardness.

"I don't believe it!" Tony said. "You mean you like what we're doing to you?"

"I… think so," she admitted.

"Well, kiss my fucking ass!" Billy said again.

Lynn's face burned. "I said I would. I said I'd kiss your ass, Billy."

"Really?"

"Turn it around and I'll prove it," Lynn whispered, her hips writhing gently.

With a hoarse laugh, Billy turned his back to his stepmother, arching his naked ass toward her face.

Lynn lifted her head and planted her lips on one cheek of his ass, giving him a wet kiss. She darted the tip of her tongue out, licking his ass cheek lightly.

Tony watched, his cock throbbing at full hardness now. He climbed onto the bed, spreading his stepmother's thighs. Lynn made no resistance now. With her lips kissing Billy's ass, she reached for Tony's cock and pulled it to her cunt.

"Fuck me, Tony," she murmured, glancing at him, then starting to kiss Billy's ass again. "Fuck me, please."

She hissed as the swollen head of Tony's cock slithered into her cunt, her lips lifting to meet it. She crushed her moist lips to Billy's ass, her tongue lapping his ass wetly.

Tony thrust his cock into her tight cunt, and Lynn moaned and shoved her cunt upward, taking his cock deep. When Tony began fucking her, she ran her lips and tongue all over Billy's asscheeks, to the base of his spine and up and down the crack of his ass. Her hips churned, thrashing with his cock. Billy leaned over, his hands braced on his knees, waggling his ass against her face.

Lynn could hardly believe she was licking a tight, teenaged ass and taking another teenaged cock, doing it of her own free will.

Tony's cock plunging into her cunt felt good, very good. She lifted her ass arching her pussy to him, grinding her hips. The filling of her cunt created an intensely hot sensation between her thighs, and the heat of Billy's ass against her lips and tongue sent shivers of lewd ecstasy through her.

She could feel herself building toward an orgasm, and she churned frenziedly with Tony's cock. Her tongue raced up and, down Billy's squirming ass. Her orgasm grew and grew. She moaned in pleasure.

"Ohhhh," she whimpered. "Ohhhhh, I want to come! Fuck me, Tony! Fuck me hard!"

With the sensation of impending orgasm, she jerked her mouth away from Billy's ass, grasping Tony's hips and churning violently, swinging her crotch up and down in a frantic attempt to come. She was so close, so very close.

"Fuck me!" she screamed, jerking his cock into her pussy hard. "Fuck me, fuck me! I want to come… come so badly!"

Billy was watching them fuck, seeing how frantic his stepmother was. Her ass banged in furious thrusts, her pleas to came loud.

Tony grunted and slammed deep into her cunt, splashing her with come.

Lynn went wild, her ass bucking frantically, "Na, not now!" she screamed. "You're coming too soon! You've got to make me come, Tony!"

But it was too late; his cock flooded her, with squirting thick come, then Tony slumped on top of her. Lynn, sobbing with frustration, lay with her legs wide apart, her arms spread out.

"Damn, damn it! I didn't come," she moaned. "You came too fucking fast! Qh, please, make me come! Billy, you fuck me! Please, fuck me!"

Tony rolled off, panting.

Billy crawled between his stepmother's thighs, and before he could push the head of his cock into her cunt, Lynn shot her hips up, driving her cunt onto his cock hard. She wailed as she fucked him, her legs shooting into the air and waving, her neck arched back, face tormented with wild, erotic need.

"Fuck it, fuck it!" she screamed, thrashing about on the bed, making it hard for Billy to stay between her legs. "Fuck my cunt! Fuck my hot pussy! I've got to come… or go out of my mind. Please, make me come!"

Lynn pulled her legs high, her ass doubling upward until Billy was almost standing, plunging his cock into his stepmother's cunt hard, his balls slapping her asshole.

Lynn churned, crying in frustration, her orgasms so close, yet so far away. She beat on the bed with her fists, biting so hard on her lip she tasted blood.

Tony sat with his legs crossed, watching the frantic fuck. Lynn had come so easily before, and he didn't know why she didn't come now.

Billy thrust harder and deeper into his stepmother's searing cunt, grunting loudly.

Lynn began to beat furiously against the mattress, tears streaming from her eyes. Her naked, uplifted ass jerked wildly as her orgasms swelled in agonizing pain. She tried to devour Billy's cock with her cunt, yearning to pull it deeper and harder to her pussy. Her sobs became loud. She could feel Billy getting ready to come.

"Don't cum! Don't cum! I… can't! Don't come yet! Oh, Goddamn, Goddamnit! Shit, fuck, piss, make me come!"

"I gotta…" Billy exploded into her cunt, gushing powerful spurts of thick come into her clutching cunt.

Lynn screamed her protest as her pussy filled, her ass shaking in wild movements, her fists pounding, head twisting, hair fanning her pretty face as she willed – tried to will – her cunt to orgasm.

She failed to cum.

Billy pulled his glistening cock out of her drenched cunt, falling to his side, gasping.

Lynn dropped her ass to the bed, curling up on her side, and cried with frustration.

"Why? Why can't I come?" The deep throbbing scalded her cunt. Her clit was so hard and swollen, it ached. Her pussylips seemed to open and close, as though her pussy was trying to ask for more cock. Her naked body twitched, and the more she tried to strain it, the more it twitched.

She felt a hand on her back.

"Go away!" she snapped. "Just go the fuck away!"

"Aw, let's leave the cunt alone," Billy said, getting off the bed. "We fucked her, and we can always fuck her again later."

Lynn watched her stepsons leave through the haze of her tears. She wanted to call them back, plead with them to make her come. They liked to hear her beg, she knew. It excited them when she begged to be fucked. Yet, she kept her mouth shut, making a firm resolve to tell their father.

After the boys left, she searched frantically for the telephone number where Jake was supposed to be. It was nowhere around. She jerked open drawers, scattering various items about the room.

"Fucking punk kids," she snarled under her breath. "Don't know how to make a girl cum. I'll fix them, the lousy assholes!"

She stood in the clutter, sobbing, frustrated, calling her stepsons every dirty name she could think of.

Flinging herself on the bed, Lynn began to fingerfuck her cunt viciously.