Outside the door, I looked at Amy and she looked at me and we shrugged, then decided: it's GO time!
So I pushed open the door and we walked in, then stopped in our tracks.
“Good God,” my mother gasped, eyes wide with shock. “Kimberly!”
She was naked, on her hands and knees on the carpet, and being fucked nearly senseless by Rusty, the large black Labrador from the neighborhood that repeatedly ran away. Sometimes he'd disappear for hours at a time. Now, at least, we knew where he always disappeared to.
“Mom!” I cried out involuntarily, then echoed her: “Good God!”
Okay, okay, I admit it-I'm just kidding about Rusty fucking my mother, although there really is a big black Labrador in the neighborhood who's always running away. There's also a slutty older girl at school named Courtney who, rumor has it, tried to have sex with a big black dog when some older boys paid her. So they could all watch. And, I'm guessing, whack off while watching.
I heard she got bitten right on her ass instead, though. And then needed all those rabies shots after the stupid dog ran away and was never seen again.
Just a rumor, and poor innocent Rusty, our neighbor's Lab, was probably never anywhere near that big whore Courtney, anyway.
So just forget I said anything.
Anyway, the truth is, my mom was lying on a low, padded narrow bench wearing a black garter belt with mesh nylons and a matching push-up bra that pointed her great-looking tits straight up. Her big pink nipples were all distended and hard, her shaved cunt already so slippery wet-but gushing stillmorewetness-that her entire crotch and her smooth, bare inner thighs were glistening with it.
Her knees were spread wide, her wrists tied with knotted silk scarves to a chrome bar that was attached under the bench. Her ankles were secured as well, to a second chrome bar under the bench, at the rear.
She was, obviously, completely helpless.
Directly in front of her, making the low noise we'd heard, was one of those great-looking sex machines from the Internet, a polished chrome contraption with a large black dildo attached to a pistoning arm. Its sole purpose, of course, was to fuck her relentlessly!
Which is exactly what it was doing!
When Amy and I burst into the room, my slender blonde 28-year-old mom was getting fucked so hard she could barely see straight.
“OhhhhhhhGod!” my mom groaned, “Kimmie, sweetie!” Our eyes met and she looked up to me helplessly as the thick dildo kept pounding deeply into her cunt. “I'm so sorry you had to see this…!”
In addition, she was working her sweaty bare ass in a series of constricted, tight little circles, and pushing her crotch forward repeatedly against the pumping motion of the rubber cock, trying to get fucked evenharderby it!
That's my mom, all right!
I mean, even with Amy and I standing right there, watching, my super-slutty mother-her cheeks crimson with embarrassment-was unable to stop trying to get every ounce of lewd pleasure she could out of the humming fuck machine!
“I'm comingagain!” she announced, jerking her entire body against the silken restraints. “I can't stop coming! Uhhhhh! God, it feels so fuckinggood!”
I'd never really thought about how great my mom looked naked. Like I said, she was only 28, after all, and her smooth skin looked every bit as youthful as it had in the porn video my dad had shown us. With a trim waist and small but solid-looking breasts, I could imagine why an entire room full of men would line up to fuck her, pregnant with me or not.
Her short, upswept blonde hair was soaked with sweat, her inner thighs trembling uncontrollably with the sexual excitement coursing through her, and she was squirming as if her sopping cunt was on fire!
“Mother, whatisthis thing!?” I asked angrily, as if I'd never fantasized about using one myself. “What are you and Aunt Heatherdoingin here?!”
“Yes, Mommy!” Amy chimed in, becoming the indignantchildshe was so good at playing. “What terrible, filthy things are you doing!?”
“It's brand new!” my mom panted. “This is the first time we've tried it!”
Amy stamped her small foot and said, “I can't believe you'd buy such an awful machine!”
Although it was obvious, of course, that the little 3^rd -grader couldn'twaitto take a turn getting fucked ragged by the damn thing herself. Seriously-I could almostsmellher 9-year-old cunt brimming over with moisture at the mere thought of it!
“Amy, what are you doing here?!” Aunt Heather blurted. “You're supposed to be at home!”
Her mother had frozen in place, staring at her diminutive daughter, who stared right back in supposed shock at her. Aunt Heather was dressed exactly like my mother in a black garter belt, mesh nylons and a push-up bra. She was already kneeling in front of her 12-year-old son, eagerly blowing him. His cock gripped tightly in her hand, Paul's pants were nowhere to be seen.
“And you're supposed to be ourmother!” Amy responded. “Not sucking on your own son's hard…uh-thing!”
Too innocent, obviously, at 9-years-old, to even know words likecockanddickandprickanddong, etc., etc., etc., which she normally used about a hundred times a day, in casual conversations with me.
Anyway, this last caught my aunt entirely off-guard.
“Amy, I-” she started, the round, swollen head of her son's rigid cock still wet from her mouth. “Oh God, I'm so embarrassed!”
And suddenly trembling, she seemed on the verge of actual tears.
“My mom loves sucking my dick,” was all Paul had to say, standing there proudly. “She always makes me come in her mouth!”
“Mommy!” Amy continued. “It's a sin, what you're doing!”
“I know,” her mother said miserably. “But I was so lonely and your brother has been…comforting me.”
“I'll say!” Paul said. “Icomfortedthe shit out of her-Mom lets me fuck her almost every night, in her pussyandher asshole!”
By this time, though, he was smiling broadly, his narrow bare hips jerking slightly back and forth as he tried to continue fucking his mother in the mouth.
“Aunt Heather, I can't believe it!” I gasped. “You're a huge whore!”
“Slut,” Amy corrected, rightly so. “No money involved.”
“A huge slut,” I amended. “So are you, mom-just a giant slut!”
But, I had to admit to myself, a particularly delicious one.
The fucking machine kept driving the big dildo into my helpless mother's slippery cunt, the odor of her hot juices permeating the entire room. With her hands and ankles bound to the machine itself, and Amy's mom still kneeling before Paul across the room, there was no one to turn off the motor. Each and every shuddering stroke of the rubber cock drove my mom into even further insensibility.
She was being fucked right out of her mind.
And my blonde 27-year-old aunt-her slender hand still gripping Paul's cock- looked every bit as delicious as my mom, her breasts even larger, her pink nipples longer and her shaved cunt protruding slightly. In fact, she had one of those perfect pubic mounds so easily visible through skimpy tight shorts as a cameltoe, a far more mature version, actually, of her little daughter Amy's. Because I was an oversexed girl who appreciated other girls (and women), I couldn't take my eyes off it-it was exactly the kind of succulent pussy that got me excited without even trying. All I could think about was sticking my young face into it.
Knowing we had both our moms at a disadvantage, Amy and I shared a wicked smile.
“Daddy will be furious!” I said, just to see the shock fill my mom's face. “I'llhaveto tell him!”
“Oh, my God,” my mother managed to groan.
Aunt Heather looked even more stricken, shaking her head 'no, no, no' at the thought. “Kimberly, we'll do anything if you promise not to tell your father!” she suddenly blurted. “I mean, anything!”
“That's right, dear,” my mother agreed. “Anything.”
“Amy and I will have to think about it,” I nodded somberly. “But Idohave a special present in mind for my 12^th birthday next weekend…”