Having finished raping my mom, the nightmare gets darker
Raped part 3
I watched as the second guy withdrew his still pulsing prick out of my mom's moist pussy. He had made a total mess, churning his partner's previous cum, my mom's pussy juice, and now his cum, combining it with air to make a froth, much like egg whites. I was captivated by how much froth was actually created by his thrusting. I had little experience, actually I was still a virgin. I was trying to hold true to what my dad had taught me, actually trying to save myself for marriage. I had fooled around with finger fucking a girl and cunnilingus, but my dick had never enjoyed that warm, soft, wet entrance of what was between a woman's legs. This was the closest I had ever been to witnessing live sex and I was so ashamed that I was being turned on at my mother's expense.
Just as soon as the second guy had pulled out, the first guy thrust back in hard, burying his cock to his root up my mom's sloppy moist vagina, her labia folded over with the stimulation of two deep fucks. This would now be her third. During this third fuck my mom started to stir and awaken. She looked around, panic in her eyes, realizing the horrible reality that she was being raped. She tried to struggle, but the restraints would not allow her to move very far. I could see she was trying to close her legs. This increased her rapist's pleasure. He bent down, taking her breasts into his mouth, sucking and biting her nipples, again she tried fighting, but to no avail. Then I noticed her eyes and breathing changing. Her eyes got glassy and she closed them, her breathing started to be shallow and faster. The guy fucking her, noticed it too, and he told my mom he knew his prick was going to make her orgasm. He was laughing as her orgasm built, grabbing his cock in her warm tunnel, proceeding to choke his dick and trying to milk his load out. He stopped his thrusting and let mom have her climax. After she had come, he started fucking her again, building her to another orgasm and another. He was getting off on seeing how many times he could make mom have a climax, each one harder than the previous. With number four he decided to come also. His whole body was dripping in sweat, his groin saturated with the froth that had built up even more. My mom came hard again, her back arched as far as the restraints would allow, crying at the same time. In equal proportion, his body started trembling, his legs shaking as his eyes rolled to the back of his sockets. With his mouth open wide, he once again exploded inside her, spasming, his legs barely able to hold him up. He feel on top of her, his penis still pulsing, ejaculating his last drop of semen deep inside her. Soon his penis slipped out, along with a stream of cum running out of her slit. He asked the second guy if he wanted a second go at her, he shook his head no. "OK, well I guess you're up", looking at me with that "Fuck you" smile on his face again. My heart starting racing, did he mean what I thought he meant? I would find out very soon, as the two of them approached me untying my feet from the chair and forcing me to stand. My hands were still tied to the chair, making standing challenging. They took the torn sheet that had held my feet and legs captive and started tying one end to my feet again, next kicking my feet to spread them further apart. When my leg would go no further, they took the other end of the sheet and tied it to the right base of the bed. Next they tried tying my other foot to the left base, but they had difficulty because my hands were still tied to the chair. They paused a minute, whispered to each other, then started to untie both hands. They must have suspected I would fight them, being unrestrained, but that thought quickly vanished when the shorter guy bent my right arm behind my back, telling me he'd break it if I fought back. I nodded yes in compliance as I knew he wasn't kidding as my arm was in pain just from being bent upward with his tight grip. They told me just to cooperate and I'd be OK. With that said, the taller guy took my left arm and proceeded to tie my hand to the top of the bedpost. The shorter guy released my other arm, which was now( numb and proceed to tie my hand to the right top of the bedpost. My left leg was the only remaining free part of my body, which they quickly tied to the left bedpost base. Seeing they had gained some length to spread my feet, they untied the right foot, spread my feet further apart, retying to the right base. I looked to the side where a cheval mirror stood that was perfectly tilted and caught my entire body. I looked at my body that was now glistening with sweat, mom being slender, was always chilly, so she kept the heat on. My body was lean, very toned, low body fat. I saw my hardon sticking straight out and saw precum dripping out from my slit. I saw the hair under my arms, matted down with sweat, beads of sweat running down my pits. I saw my mom still crying, her eyes wide at what they were doing to me. I now understood their perversion what they were going to force me to do: fuck my own mother. My hardon was pointing straight ahead, right in line with my mom's wet cunt. Her body had also betrayed her, giving her multiple orgasms, each more powerful than the previous one. (Making her sacred vagina, known only to her late husband, now a cunt, wet and engorged, wanting more pleasure. Every part of her vagina was engorged with blood. The outer and inner labia lips, her clitoris, expanded and swollen. Her vaginal canal simultaneous narrowing for a tighter fit, while also lengthing and expanding to accommodate the monster dick that had penetrated her. Her labia lips looked almost bruised, a deep purple hue. They were parted, swollen and open, allowing those who had fucked her, a glimpse of where their penises had traveled to.
I had to pull my stomach in and push backwards on my pelvic muscles to avoided my penis making contact with my mom's pussy. My precum was making the bed sheet right below the entrance into her pussy, wet from excitement for what it had never yet experienced in my lifetime. My body was in a conflict with my mind. My mind, being the good angel, was telling me to be true to my dad's teachings. My penis, the devil, wanting to finally experience what I could only imagine what my dad had explained to me. During that 16th birthday camping trip, I had asked dad some very explicit questions about intercourse. And he gave me very explicit answers, even showing me pictures of what a female's genitalia looked like while being fucked from his porn magazines, after we got home from camping. I was never embarassed asking questions as my dad was very honest in our discussions. I miss that.
I felt a hand grabbing my dick, telling me it was time to get started. My mouth still being gagged, I shook my head NO very strongly. My mom, looked in horror as he proceeded. He, the taller guy, took my cock and started rubbing it up and down my mother's slit opening. I could feel her wetness and her pubic hair on the head of my cock. That's all it took, and I was shooting out a very robust load. The first rope was like a dribble, but the second rope and thereafter was extremely forceful, hitting my mom in the face, her eyes, hair. The guys started laughing, saying I had a hair trigger, and literally they were right. They undid the gag from my mom's mouth and wiped my cum out of her eyes and forced her mouth open to taste my load that was everywhere on her face, forcing her to swallow it. I was mortified and so ashamed, I would never get over this. Now the guy reached into mom's pussy with three fingers and pulled out her wetness putting it on my still hard cock, massaging it around the entire length of the shaft, also milking out additional precum. That being done, both guys pushed on my ass, making my cock penetrate my mom. I would resist and pull back, they in turn would push on my ass, my cock going further inside my mom, until finally my monster cock was buried fully inside her. My mom was helpless in taking my virginity and I was experiencing all the sensations my dad had talked to me about. He said it would be amazing and being inside a woman was like a little piece of heaven each time. He was not wrong, but I never thought I would share the same vagina that he had many times fucked. Again, I did not last long and was spewing my seed inside my mother in a few minutes. My mother must have felt the warmth of my cum because she started saying "No, no!", her eyes wide. They gagged her again, I pulled out and to my horror I was still hard. The taller guy laughed and said "Let's go for round 3" I shook my head begging them not to make me violate my mother again, but my words were just a bunch of incoherent sounds coming from the gag. So they took the gag out of my mouth and mockingly asked what I had said. I could not answer, I just cried. This time they just pushed on my ass till I was all the way inside my mom again. I could feel my warm cum I had just squirted in her cunt, it was warm, wet and slippery. My captors, making me involuntary thrust into my mom. The thrusting started to take on a rhythm by itself. They no longer had to push for me to penetrate, and I honestly started to enjoy the feeling of fucking her. My cock was getting use to the feel and was not as sensitive as before. After about 10 minutes of me going in and out, I felt a wetness coming from my mom's pussy and a tightening around my cock. OMG! I was giving my mom an orgasm and she couldn't hide this fact. Her body began to tremble, her backside arched up, she was gasping and soon her pussy was like a dam breaking. She was so wet, making intercourse amazing. Our fucking lasted for about another 20 minutes, my body pretty much was on auto pilot. I look over at the mirror and it was like I was watching one of dad's porn tapes, but I was the lead actor, my mother the supporting actress. Towards the end, my primal instincts took over even more and I think the guys suspected that, cutting my hand restraints, allowing me to grab my mother's thighs and drive home that feeling that was building in my groin. I started fucking her like a dog in heat, needing to now take my turn in releasing one more load inside her. She was no longer my mother, but a cunt to use for my pleasure. Dad's councel wasn't anywhere in my mind, just my lust to satisfy my primal wants and needs. Her warm pussy was like a velvet glove, coaxing that milky fluid out of me with expertise. I imagined my dad fucking mom, how primal he must have acted and felt. He never mentioned this primal part of sex, I wished he had, would have been a great discussion, I'm sure. Perhaps my mom was fantasizing that it was dad fucking her as well? After all, I looked like my dad, I knew we had pretty much the same monster dicks. Could her body feel as though it was once again my dad inside her? If this made her rape any easier, to imagine that I was dad inside her, I sincerely hoped that her mind was going there.
That impending feeling of orgasm grew deep in my groin, my balls slapping her body. Soon my explosion of cum fired deep inside her, my orgasm radiating throughout my body. My mother had become my whore, serving my cock's deviant wants. I had never experienced an orgasm so intense as the one I was feeling this moment as my cock kept pumping out its semen deep inside the same womb that my father had pumped his semen into twenty-two years ago that conceived me. With my orgasm being complete, total shame and guilt consumed me. I had just taken part, unwillingly, but still l participated in the rape of my mother. How would we ever get beyond this? I sat back in the chair where only a short while I had been bound. I was weary in mind and spirit. The first guy loosened the knots that had bound my mother, then proceeded to climb on top of her and mounted her like a dog, breeding her one more time. My mother did not move, did not speak, just laid there while he thrusted in her. I no longer had any fight in me, I just watched. The second guy also took one last go at my mom. Satisfying his primal wants with a final spewing of his jism in her. They got dressed, thanked both of us with sarcasm, then left. How would we ever get through this?