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Drew - 5
by Principal Peter (address withheld)
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The story continues... (Mm, Fm, ped, nc, rp, inc)
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PART 5
Beth Carter was an emotional wreck. She had known
about her second husband's attraction to her only
child, Drew, since before she had agreed to marry him.
She knew she was weak. When her first husband, Albert,
died, she had felt terrified to be alone. She had
never been good at making decisions. Her early life
had been controlled by her domineering father.
She looked to men as strong figures to replace him. He
had been the controlling force in her life until he
had been sent to prison when she was fourteen for
molesting the eight-year-old daughter of a neighbor.
The fact that he had molested and raped Beth from the
age of three had never been revealed. Beth's mother
had known about the abuse but had never said anything.
Now history was repeating itself, as it usually did.
Bereft of the dominating influence of her father, Beth
had been an easy victim of the first strong-willed
older man who came along. That man was Nick Foster,
Beth's thirty-three year-old English teacher. He had
taken the girl under his wing when he discovered her
situation, and used her naturally submissive nature to
his advantage. He fucked the fourteen year-old for the
first time three weeks after her father's sentencing.
He saw her, quietly, all through high school until it
was legal to marry her.
She was seventeen and four months pregnant with Drew
at the ceremony. Due to complications during delivery,
she was unable to have any more children, so she
lavished all her motherly affection on Drew. Shortly
after the birth of the baby, Nick decided he didn't
want to be burdened with a family and had left town.
Beth was once again alone and vulnerable. Easy
pickings for a man like Joe Carter. Still, Drew was
everything to her, and she was devoted to him.
Lately though, that affection had started to turn into
something else. When Joe had first started molesting –
and yes, raping – her little boy, she had hidden
herself away from it, both physically and emotionally.
She convinced herself that if she couldn't see it, it
wasn't happening, even when Drew came to her with the
evidence on his face or leaking from his anus. She
denied it to her son's dripping face, telling Drew
that he was confused, or even lying. Finally, she had
been forced to admit the abuse, but had told her son
that it was Joe's way of showing his love for the boy,
and that he needed to learn to accept it.
She finally also admitted to herself that the sexual
relationship between her husband and son turned her on
like crazy. The sight of her dear boy's naked body
filled her with lust. When she watched Joe spanking
Drew's bare ass, she couldn't help but masturbate
watching the firm white cheeks bounce and jiggle as
they turned red from the beatings. His hairless body
was firm, slim and tanned. He had a beautiful face
with large dark eyes and long eyelashes.
She fantasized about sucking his little cock and
fondling his balls. She wanted to taste his lips; his
semen; his asshole.
And lately, her desires had been whipped to a fever
pitch, as Joe made less and less of an effort to hide
his abuse of her son. Her husband often held the boy's
hand, or gave his butt a little squeeze as he walked
by. During dinner, he would put his big hand on Drew's
thigh under the table, sliding it up and down his leg,
even brushing against his crotch. Joe had introduced a
dress code for the twelve year old. While in the house
he was only allowed to wear tight-fitting shorts,
crop-tops or no shirts, and no underwear. Having the
sexy child nearly naked all the time drove the horny
mother to distraction.
Right now, Joe and Drew were sitting next to each
other on the couch watching television. Actually, they
were watching a porn video. When Joe had first started
showing the boy hard-core pornography, Beth had
objected, asking if it was appropriate for a boy so
young.
Joe had reassured her, as he slapped her face and
tits, that all boys Drew's age watched and enjoyed
pornography, and how dare she question his judgment?
Beth had apologized through swollen lips, and had not
raised the subject since, even when Joe started
showing Drew videos of underage boys having sex with
adult men.
Joe had his thick, muscular arm draped across the
small boy's bare shoulders, and was idling tweaking a
nipple as they watched a nine year-old boy being
sodomized by two men at the same time. Beth stood at
the door to the kitchen, watching nervously. Her knees
felt too weak to hold herself for long, and her shaved
pussy leaked juices onto her upper thighs. Drew sat
stiffly next to his stepfather. The fact that he was
being forced to watch the illegal porn, and that he
didn't like the touching only made the perverted
mother hornier.
"Hey, Honey," Joe addressed her, "why don't you make
yourself useful and get me a beer?"
The horny housewife wobbled to the fridge on rubbery
legs and made it back to the living room to deliver
the beer to her abusive husband. Joe took the beer
with his right hand. Drew sat on his left side, and
Joe's left hand was on the boy's bare leg, two inches
from his crotch. As Beth stared, her husband's hand
slid down between the boy's legs to caress the soft
skin of his inner thigh.
"Why don't you have a seat over there?" Joe suggested.
Beth obediently went to collapse in the armchair a few
feet away. Her position gave her a view of the action
on both the television and the couch. She looked at
her husband and son, her eyes glued to the activity in
Drew's crotch. Joe now had his hand lying gently on
the boy's penis, rubbing it slowly through the thin
fabric of his shorts. Beth watched it grow as her
husband massaged it. She kept her eyes on Joe's hand
so she wouldn't have to meet her son's desperate gaze.
She knew he would feel humiliated, but helpless to
change his situation under the power of the big man
molesting him.
Beth's nipples were so hard they ached. Her braless
tits pushed against her tight t-shirt. She wanted
desperately to masturbate under her miniskirt, but her
last shred of maternal decency stopped her. Her cunt
leaked inside her skirt, leaving a wet spot on the
back where the liquid soaked through. She tore her
gaze from the perverted image on the sofa to look at
the action unfolding on the television. She saw the
same dark haired boy as before, now laying on his back
on a narrow board with his head hanging backward over
the edge. There was a long thin cock sliding all the
way down the little boy's throat and back out again.
A pair of hairy balls slapped against the boy's nose
whenever the cock bottomed out in his throat, and
drool poured between the child's stretched lips and
the shiny cock. Beth could see tears running down the
nine year-old's face as his throat was raped. At the
other end of the makeshift table, the boy's legs were
pinned back against his chest as a thick black cock
pounded into his upturned anus. The boy's little cock
quivered as his widely stretched asshole was savagely
raped. The images onscreen did nothing to quell the
woman's horniness.
She looked back at the couch to see that Joe had
released Drew's penis from his shorts and was openly
masturbating the boy in front of her, while ignoring
her completely. A soft moan escaped the woman's lips
and her hand slipped between her legs, almost as if
with a will of its own. She sighed as her fingers
entered her own pussy, smashing through the final wall
of decency she had left standing. She was now
masturbating in front of her own son like a wanton
slut – which is exactly what she was. Drew's eyes
were glazed as his stepfather manipulated his erect
penis.
He was not allowed to look away from the television,
and the violent rape scenes were having an involuntary
effect on him. As Joe jerked his cock, he felt an
orgasm building. He watched as the cock in the boy's
throat pulled out and sprayed a big load of sperm onto
his pretty face. Thick streams of semen streaked
across his cheeks and eyes, mixing with the captive's
tears and dripping onto the concrete floor below.
Drew's breathing grew deeper and more ragged as he
neared release, but just as he was getting ready to
cum, Joe squeezed his five-inch pecker painfully,
bringing his orgasm to a crashing halt. Drew hissed at
the pain in his cock and the discomfort at having his
orgasm denied.
Wearing only a pair of boxer shorts, Joe released his
eight-inch cock. He took a handful of the boy's hair
on the back of his head and forced the twelve-year
old's face into his lap. Humiliated, Drew opened his
mouth, as he had been trained, and engulfed the
mushroom-shaped head of his stepfather's cock in his
wet mouth. Drew gripped the base of Joe's cock in his
left hand as his head bobbed up and down on the slick
shaft.
"Ahhhhh," the big man groaned, "your boy is one hell
of a cock-sucker," he said, addressing Drew's mother.
"Better than you, in fact."
By now, Beth was openly masturbating, her skirt
hitched up around her waist and her legs spread wide.
Three fingers of her right hand were stuffed in her
wet cunt as she rubbed her clit furiously with her
left. The demeaning language from her husband made her
moan again, close to her orgasm.
"Come here, slut," Joe demanded. Reluctantly releasing
her fingers from her throbbing pussy, Beth staggered
over to the couch to sit next to her husband, near to
where her son was slobbering over his hard prick.
"Your boy has a problem, there," Joe drawled, pointing
at Drew's bobbing dick. Thick clear fluid oozed from
the hole at the tip and drooled down the underside of
the thin shaft."Maybe you can help him out."
Beth stared open-mouthed at her beloved son's five-
inch penis, the object of her desire for the past
year. The short shaft was smooth and hairless, as was
the round ball sac bulging out between his thighs.
Beth dropped to her knees and crawled around Joe's
feet to where Drew's prick wagged below his flat
belly. She reached out tentatively, her hand brushing
the velvety head of the dripping cock. Her fingers
caressed the slimy head, and she brought her hand to
her lips to lick the sweet fluid from her fingertips.
She reached out more assertively this time, wrapping
her small fist around the shaft and pumping it gently.
The skin was hot and soft, sliding over the hard
center. She jerked him a few times, watching the clear
pre-cum drool from the head. Leaning forward, Beth
licked gently at her son's pee-hole, feeling the
slippery fluid dripping from it with the tip of her
tongue. She slipped her lips over the small head and
teased the underside with her experienced tongue. The
perverted mother closed her eyes and moaned in the
back of her throat, feeling the smooth young cock
glide across her tongue.
She released the base of his dick from her grip and
took his small nut sac in her palm, massaging it
gently. Drew moaned around Joe's cock as she took his
entire prick deep into her mouth. Her nose bumped his
abdomen as the tip of his cock tickled the back of her
throat. Breathing in the scent of his clean skin, she
swallowed his dick, massaging it with her throat. Drew
started humping his cock into his mother's mouth as he
neared orgasm, and she clamped her lips tightly around
the shaft, anticipating his sweet cum flooding across
her tongue.
As the twelve year-old neared orgasm for the second
time, Joe grabbed Beth by the back of the head and
yanked her face away from the panting boy's crotch.
His dick slipped from between her lips with a pop, and
Drew moaned in frustration again.
"No one said you could cum yet; either of you," he
scolded them, "but I can." With his fist still
gripping her hair, Joe dragged Beth between his knees
so that her face was next to her son's. He jerked his
cock with his left hand, aiming it toward their
upturned faces.
"AAhhhhhhh!" he groaned lustily as his cock spit thick
streams of cum across their faces, landing on their
cheeks, eyelids and tongues. He came really hard,
seeing the mother and son pair getting their faces
painted with his cum. What a perverted sight! What he
knew and they didn't was that he had set up hidden
cameras all over the house to record his sexual
activities with - and abuse of - Drew. He was sitting
right where he had to to get a good shot of his cum
spraying the mother's and son's faces. Now that he had
cum, he could calm down and get to work using and
humiliating the pair.
"Lick your mother's face clean," he instructed. Drew
lapped unenthusiastically at the cooling slime
dripping down Beth's cheeks. She was told to do the
same, and she returned the favor, but with less
reluctance. Beth used her lips and tongue on her son's
pretty face, planting kisses on his cheeks, eyelids,
chin and lips. She held his head gently in her hands
as she kissed him all over his face. She planted a
long, lingering kiss on his soft pouty lips and he
started to respond. Teasing his lips apart with her
tongue, she tasted Joe's cum in her son's mouth.
Joe watched them kiss passionately for a few minutes
while he thought of what to do with them next. He
fetched a video camera from the drawer next to him and
stood, leaving Beth kneeling on the floor while Drew
sprawled on the couch.
"Let's see you suck his cock some more, slut," her
directed. Beth dove between her son's legs and took
his wilting cock back into her mouth, bringing it back
to full rigidity in seconds. Soon Drew was thrusting
his hips toward his mother's face as his orgasm
approached. Joe watched for signs that his release was
imminent, and told Beth to stop. The perverted mother
had been looking forward to tasting her boy's hot
sperm, and slowly let his hard dick slip from her wet
lips, looking into his eyes apologetically. Drew
gasped as his sensitive cock throbbed in the air
inches from his mother's sexy lips, craving the
release he had been so near to having. Joe told his
submissive wife to stand and strip. She was soon
naked, and Drew looked at her nude body for the first
time.
He had seen her in revealing outfits, of course,
because that was all Joe allowed her to wear, but this
was the first time he had ever seen her bare, b-cup
breasts. They were pale and firm, with light pink
areolas. Right now, they were hard, and poked
invitingly out from her chest. Her belly was flat, and
her hips flared out sexily. Her pussy was shaved bare,
also at Joe's instruction. Drew could see her inner
pussy lips peeking out between her outer labia,
glistening with her own moisture.
"Have a seat, slut," Joe told her. She sat obediently
on the armchair.
"About time you learned how to please a woman, sissy
boy," Joe addressed his twelve year-old stepson, "Get
over there and return the favor your momma did you by
eating her cunt."
Drew stared at his mother with a look of fear and
dismay. Beth smiled encouragingly at him, not wanting
to show how eager she was. Her pussy throbbed with
desire at the thought of her precious little boy
eating her pussy. Drew crawled slowly to her chair.
She spread her knees apart to make room for him
between her long sexy legs.
The twelve year-old stared at his own mother's gaping
pussy, inches from his face. He had never seen a
vagina up close, and he was fascinated. The tear-drop
shaped opening was framed by Beth's plump, bald outer
labia, glistening with her own juices. The inner folds
of her pussy were dark pink, swollen with her arousal.
Drew peered into the dark red interior of the hole
through which he had entered the world. It looked so
small, it seemed impossible to him.
"Touch it, Baby," the horny woman purred.
She drew her knees back toward her, spreading her legs
as far apart as she could, resting them on the arms of
the chair. Drew reached his hand out and set his
fingertips against her labia. He felt heat radiating
from her wet snatch. He slid the tips of his ring and
middle fingers against the slippery flesh of her inner
pussy lips, rubbing his hand up and down over her
hole. Beth tipped her head back and moaned as her
little boy fondled her horny cunt.
"Put your fingers inside, Honey. It's okay." She
encouraged him.
A loud groan escaped her lips as he slid his middle
finger into her hole. It slid in easily against the
warm slick flesh. Her pussy gripped his finger like a
wet glove, and he started pushing it in and out as she
lifted her hips to ease his access.
"More," she gasped. He added a second finger. Finding
that it fit easily, he added another. The three
fingers fit snugly, so he continued fucking his
mother's bald pussy as she gasped and moaned in the
chair in front of him.
"Kiss her cunt, Boy," Joe instructed. His harsh voice
broke the spell the boy was under, and he turned to
look over his shoulder at the ugly man looming behind
him with a video camera aimed at his mother's crotch.
He turned to his mother and saw her staring back at
him, her eyes glazed. She watched him with
anticipation. She reached forward to rest her hand on
the top of his head, her fingers swirling through his
thick hair. Pressing gently on his head, she guided
his face toward her waiting pussy. Drew felt the heat
of her sex on his face. His lips touched her swollen
labia and she sighed
"Stick your tongue out, Baby," she begged. Drew
reached out with his pink tongue pointed toward her
pussy, touching the inner folds tentatively. He tasted
a tang on the tip of his tongue, but no other
sensation of taste. He smelled her musk, and his cock
twitched in response. He flattened out his tongue and
lapped at the slick flesh between her outer lips,
bringing another husky moaned from his mother's
throat.
He looked up at her as he licked her pussy to see her
beaming face smiling encouragingly at him. He drank in
the view of her beautiful face between her breasts.
Turning back to the horny mother's wet cunt, Drew sank
his tongue deeper inside, pressing his cheeks against
her outer labia.
Beth increased the pressure on his head and ground her
crotch into her boy's face, smearing her juices on her
only child's cheeks. She gasped and panted as her
orgasm approached. Drew reached between his legs and
started stroking his erect cock. The mother and son
neared their orgasms together, ready to explode in
unison, when Joe grabbed Drew by the hair at the back
of his head and yanked him away from his mother's
snatch. Beth and her son groaned in unison.
Tears of frustration welled up in Drew's eyes as Joe
took his wrist in a beefy hand and held it away from
his throbbing prick. Clear fluid oozed form the tip
and dripped on the carpet between the boy's knees.
"No more touching yourself, Boy," Joe hissed in Drew's
face. Joe produced a length of rope, and bound the
helpless boy's wrists behind his back. He took a short
piece of thin rough twine and tied it tightly around
the base of Drew's five-inch cock, under his balls.
"Ow!" Drew cried out as his stepfather cinched the
twine painfully tight. Drew's cock started turning red
as the blood was trapped inside, and his ball sack
bulged obscenely below the dripping shaft. His little
sac looked like a small balloon, with red and blue
veins etched across the surface. Drew was reminded
painfully of the torture his nuts had endured at the
hands of the pedophiles during his gang rape at the
adult bookstore.
"That'll keep you from cumming too soon." Joe
declared, giving the boy's painfully bound cock a hard
squeeze. Drew sobbed at the pain in his crotch. Joe
slapped his balls as he turned away, doubling Drew
over in agony. As the boy gasped and moaned, Joe
pulled his petite wife from her chair, forcing her to
kneel on the floor in front of the chair, bent at the
waist. Her firm round ass poked out invitingly. Joe
dragged Drew over behind his mother, still on his
knees.
His stepfather took the boy's swollen prick in his
hand and guided it to the opening of his mother's
cunt. Drew felt the head of his cock enveloped by the
warm wet folds of his mother's pussy. Joe put his big
hand on the boy's firm ass and pushed, forcing his
cock into his mother's waiting cunt.
Beth laid her head on the chair cushion and groaned n
ecstasy. She had been fantasizing about this moment
for months, and now she finally had her own son's hard
prick inside her horny cunt. She gasped as she felt it
slide out; then slip back in. Joe was pushing Drew's
hips back and forth to establish a rhythm, which the
boy quickly picked up on his own.
Drew thought the feeling of his mother's hot cunt on
his bound prick was awesome, but the tightly tied
twine around his cock kept him from reaching the
release he needed. His cock head was so sensitive, he
felt that any further stimulation would make his real
head explode off his neck. Also, his bound nuts kept
smacking against the backs of his mother's thighs,
keeping him in a state of constant discomfort.
Joe felt his cock twitch as he watched the incestuous
scene in front of him, and knew he was ready to go
again. He dragged his slim wife's upper body out of
the chair by her hair and plopped his big ass down in
her place.
"Suck my cock, Whore," he demanded. Beth immediately
engulfed his growing cock between her soft red lips,
sliding her face toward his crotch. Beth loved to suck
cock, and the humiliating language her husband used
always turned her on. She started to gag on his meat
as it swelled to its full eight inches in her drooling
mouth. Joe took a double handful of her hair and held
her head still as he pumped his hips into her face,
throat-fucking her.
When he was hard enough to satisfy him, he pulled her
face away from his sweaty crotch and climbed out of
the chair. As Beth once more collapsed against the
cushion, Joe sauntered over to stand behind Drew's
kneeling body. Joe got down on his knees behind the
boy as Drew continued to fuck his mother. He slid a
finger up the twelve year-old's asshole, letting the
boy's own motion slide the digit in and out.
His stepfather grabbed Drew's shoulders, stopping him
with his hard penis buried in his mother's cunt, and
lined up his broad cock head against the boy's
wrinkled pink anus. Tears sprang into the boy's big
eyes as the thick cock tore into his un-lubricated
rectum. Joe pushed steadily until all eight inches
were embedded in his stepson's colon. He then started
to pound the boy's ass, driving Drew's cock into his
mother's pussy with each thrust.
Since he had just cum less than an hour before, Joe
lasted a long time. He had to stop and yank Drew's
hips away from his mother's ass, pulling his little
cock out of her cunt to keep her from cumming several
times. Each time, he reached around the boy's thin
body and grabbed his hard cock, jerking it hard and
fast. Tears rolled down the preteen's cheeks as his
sore penis was abused. It had turned dark red, from
the constricted blood and the manhandling.
The boy sobbed as Joe drove his aching member back
into Beth's pussy. He felt Joe's hard cock slam into
his bowels, shoving his own cock deeper into his
mother's pussy. Joe started hammering his hard cock
harder and faster into the boy's sore anus. The
puckered hole gripped the shaft as it slammed in and
out, distending the tight sphincter before shoving
back into the boy's anus. Joe's cock was a blur as it
hammered into Drew's tortured asshole. The big man
gripped the boy's slim hips as his cock exploded,
spraying sperm into his bowels.
The feel of the warm flood in his ass, with the
pressure on his prostate and his own mother's clasping
pussy, would have brought the twelve year old to an
orgasm, if his cock and balls hadn't been so painfully
bound. As Joe thrust deep into his ass to cum, he
pressed the boy forward, squeezing his distended nut
sac against his mother's thighs, forcing a pained
groan from his full lips.
Joe withdrew his slimy cock from the boy's abused and
swollen hole, pulling Drew around by the hair and
forcing his quickly wilting dick between the boy' soft
pink lips. Drew sucked the cum off his father-in-law's
filthy cock obediently. Before he stood up, Joe untied
the string from around the preteen's balls. Drew
groaned in relief as his cock sprang free of its
bonds.
"You two may as well finish each other off," Joe said
as he fetched his video camera. Beth struggled to her
knees and crawled over in front of where Drew knelt on
the carpet. She lay on her back with her arms
outstretched and her legs spread wide in invitation.
Her twelve year-old son lowered himself carefully onto
his mother's naked body, his hands still bound behind
his back. With her hands on his narrow shoulders, she
guided him down on top of her. They both wiggled their
hips around until his little dick found the point of
entry to her waiting hole. They sighed into each
other's mouths as his cock penetrated her pussy.
She covered his sweet face with kisses, until her lips
found his. She slipped her tongue into his mouth as he
thrust into her wet cunt. She squeezed his cock with
the muscles of her pussy as best she could. Both of
them had been held on the edge of orgasm for over an
hour, so they were soon panting with their urgent
need. Drew groaned as his orgasm approached, and Beth
whispered encouragingly in his ear, her arms wrapped
tightly around his firm young body.
"That's it, Baby. Cum for me. Fill Momma's pussy with
your cum, Baby. That's my boy. Let me feel you cum…"
Drew pushed his cock deep into her pussy and his body
grew stiff as his cock sprayed a huge load of cum into
his mother's hit cunt. The feel of his cock throbbing
inside her sent Beth over the edge, and her cries of
passion filled the room as she thrashed beneath her
beloved son.
She wouldn't think until later about the fact that Joe
had taken away her birth control pills six months ago.
"I love you, Baby," the young mother purred in her
son's ear. She kissed his cheeks and neck wherever she
could reach until her boy rolled off of her, his dick
leaving a thin trail of sperm across her thigh. Beth
bent over her son's cock, taking it gently into her
warm mouth to clean it of her juices and his cum.
Still desperately horny, the demented mother crawled
onto her son's sweaty young body and lay on top of
him, pressing her hot lips to his. He opened his mouth
to hers and she swirled her tongue around his mouth,
sharing the slime she had cleaned from his cock.
Panting harshly, she pulled away from his face and
climbed up to straddle his head.
She gripped his hair to hold him steady and lowered
her dripping cunt onto his mouth. She ground her pussy
into his red-cheeked face as his own cum dripped into
his mouth. He lapped at the sperm dripping from her
pussy, flicking her clit with his tongue as she humped
hard against his face. Drew was helpless to resist
with his arms tied beneath him, and his mother used
his face and tongue to bring herself to another
shuddering orgasm.
Tears ran over the boy's soft cheeks when his mother
rolled off his bruised lips to lie panting on the
carpet next to him. She had joined her abusive husband
in treating her only child as a sexual plaything, and
she liked it.
Joe lifted Drew's shoulders to get to his wrists and
untie him. He continued to record the naked pair as
Beth fell into his arms and kissed him passionately.
This would be a great addition to his catalogue of
videos he had made of both of them – especially the
boy – over the past year.
The possible uses of the perverted mother and her
submissive son overwhelmed his slow-working brain. He
would have to get help with this, he thought. And he
knew just who to ask...
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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