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Disclaimer. I write stories for pleasure. Everything in my stories is
fiction. In no way do I condone the scenarios within the writings.
Rape, child endangerment, incest, and unwanted pregnancies are
subjects to be role-played between you and your significant other
only. Anybody actually carrying out this in real life, needs to see a
psychiatrist, or seek mental help from a qualified expert in mental
health immediately. I am always open to comments and constructive
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Ol' butterface 3
by trukin_fool

I awoke the next morning, and thought everyone was still sleeping.
The girls had spent the night at their friends houses, so it was just
Karen, her Mom, and I at home.
Karen didn't get home until around five, so she was dead tired and
sleeping.
It was eight thirty, and Betty had already been up brewing coffee,
while she showered.
I was sitting at the table, reading the morning paper and having
coffee, when Betty entered.
She froze seeing me sitting there, and fought for words to speak.
After a second or two, she built up the courage to walk past me, and
pour herself a cup.
Usually she sat at the table and talked some, while enjoying her
coffee, but today she started out the door, as if to hide alone in her
room.
"Where are you off to?" I asked. "Come here and sit down. We need to
talk."
With an arrogant flip of her head, she sat across the table from me.
"So?" I asked, nonchalantly. "Have you considered your options?"
Fire shot from her eyes, and her nostrils flared.
"What you want me to do, is completely unacceptable." She hissed. "You
are a very sick example, of a human being."
"Maybe so, but then again, you seemed very willing last night. II'm
sure you could be a really hot number, if we once get your own
daughter involved." I said smirking. "Have you ever eaten pussy
before?"
"Never." She stated abruptly. "That is sick, perverted, and downright
disgusting. And how dare you talk to me like that. I am a Christian
woman."
"Imagine that." I replied quickly. 'A Christian woman, who fucks her
daughters boyfriend, and even agrees to do it the next day."
"No way, did I willingly agree!" She said, raising her voice some.
"You took advantage of me, and I won't dignify your actions, by
allowing it to happen again."
"Well then." I stated with a grin. "You'd better hurry up and pack,
because once Karen watches the video, she'll get a completely
different idea of what really took place."
Betty became speechless. She knew every word she'd spoken last night,
was surely tape recorded, making her look like a common whore.
Furthermore, she had no place to go after this was once revealed.
Suddenly, she became still. The pregnant pause lasted a long time, as
she mulled over her options once more.
"Okay." She finally said. "I'll agree to do whatever you wish, but
only when no one else is around. My daughter would disown me, if she
ever found out."
"No dice." I stated firmly.
I had her over the proverbial barrel.
"You will willingly offer me use of your tits, your cunt, and even
your as, if I request it. And it don't make no difference, when or
where I want it."
"How dare you .....!" She said through clenched teeth.
"How dare I?" I said, interrupting her. "How dare you, fuck you
daughters boyfriend, and beg for him to do it again. It's all on
video, and it's the perfect evidence against you. Unless of course,
you'd be willing to share your grand daughters with me?"
"You are an evil person. A sorry excuse for a man." She retorted. "I
have no idea what Karen sees in you?"
"She sees a man, who knows what he wants, and goes for it." I replied.
"Now either accompany me to her bed, or pack your shit. I'm horny, and
I want some pussy. Besides, I've always thought, the more, the
merrier."
I stood to leave, and as I approached the door, Betty begged me to
reconsider.
"I'm already giving you two choices. It's up to you to decide. I'm not
going to force you either way. The decision is entirely yours."
"Hrphhhh!" She gasped. "Some choice!"
I smiled to myself as I walked to our bedroom, and opened the door.
Through the dim light, I watched Karen peacefully sleeping.
I closed the door behind me, just as the telephone rang.
Sprinting to the phone, I answered it on the second ring, hoping Karen
wouldn't wake up.
I answered, and talked softly, as I went to the hallway.
It was Linda, Karens oldest daughter.
She seemed pretty excited, when she told me of her plans to go to the
beach with her friends, that morning. Fortunately for me, Karens
youngest daughter was with her, and I gave them permission to stay out
until six. This would give us the entire day to ourselves.
"You owe me one." I stated, with a giggle, into the receiver. "
"You got it." Linda replied. "Anything you want, you got it."
She quickly hung up, and I did the same, walking back to the bedside.
Gently, I sat on the bed, and thought about the video camera still
perched on the dresser.
It sitll had about an hour of recording time, left on the battery.
Quickly, I popped in a fresh tape, and set the camera on the chest of
drawers. The remote for the camera was on the night stand, so I hid
the camera under another scarf, in a different way than the night
before.
I assumed if Betty did show, she'd immediately check for the camera,
on the dresser.
I returned to the bed, and slipped off my jeans and shoes.
I was just removing my shirt, when I heard a light tapping sound, on
the door.
I got up to answer it, and found Betty was standing, visibly
trembling, in the hallway.
"Please?" She whispered softly. "Don't make me do this?"
It was apparent that she didn't want to be homeless, and her other
alternative was to join us. Even though it was against every moral
fiber of her being.
"Ah. You finally made it." I whispered, grabbing her arm, and dragging
her into the darkened room. "Have a seat on the bed. You remember
where it is, right?"
I loved to use sarcasm, and I hadn't even scratched the surface, where
Betty was concerned.
Karen was still sleeeping, when Betty entered the bedrooom.
"I shouldn't even be here." She said softly, upon joining me. "This is
very wrong."
"Just don't you worry." I whispered, trying to console her. "She'll
have no idea it's you, or what's happening."
I went straight away to the night stand, and opened the drawer.
I produced a blindfold, some wrist and ankle cuffs, and a set of
headphones, that were hooked up to a CD player.
Ever so genly, I slipped the blindfold over Karens eyes.
Next, very slowly so as not to wake her, I attached the velcro cuffs
to her extremities.
Once in place, I mounted the headphones over Karens ears.
Suddenlt realizing that she was being put into restaints, Karen awoke,
and began to jump up.
I bent over and kissed her, so she would know it was me, who was
placing her in bondage.
She quickly relaxed, as I turned on the CD player.
With the music playing through the headphones, Karen was unable to
distinguish voices, as long as we didn't shout or yell.
Next I attached the cuffs to the ropes already tied to the bed frame.
My perfect slave slut, was now completely at my mercy, and the mercy
of whoever wanted to take advantage of her.
I pulled the sheet from her, and unceremoniously pulled up her night
gown.
As was usual, Karen was completely naked underneath.
I watched with intrest, as Bettys eyes scanned her daughters, supple
nude body.
I had set the volume control on the CD player, loud enough, so that
even Betty and I could hear the music playing.
"Now it's your turn." I said, snapping Betty to attention. "Why don't
you do a strip tease for me?"
At first the woman hesitated, but after a bit, she stood and tugged up
her blouse and unfastened her jeans. She realized she was powerless to
deny me my wishes, and with her daughter unaware of her presence, she
had only me to contend with.
As she continued to remove her clothing, I ran to the door, and
flipped the light switch.
Acting modest, she tried to cover her near naked body from me, but
upon my return I pulled her hands away, and left them hanging at her
sides.
"Those big fat jugs, look even more impressive today, than they did
last night." I said, causing her to blush. "Take off the bra, and show
them to me, won't you?"
A sigh escaped her lips, as she reached around, and unhooked the bra.
Allowing the material to fall to the floor, she stood with her head
hanging in shame, as I ogled her tits.
"Marvelous." I stated. "Now the pants."
With robotic type movements, Betty slid her jeans and panties off.
Again she took the stance, of standing facing me, with her head
hanging low in embarassment.
I glanced quickly between the two women, trying to compare their
womanly assets. Both were well endowed, and both looked quite sexy,
and vulnerable.
"I want you to watch me, while I make use of your daughters body." I
stated, sitting on the bed. "Pay close attention to how she reacts,
when I take control of her."
Betty looked up slowly, as my hands gently traced a line from feet to
neck, on Karens body. She fully understood, that soon it would her own
figure, that I would be investigating as well.
As I lingered at Karens nipples and teased them, I watched Bettys
eyes, which were trained on my hands. I left one hand lightly pinching
a nipple, while the other slowly worked its way down to her furry
gash.
Karen was already moaning from the sensations, and gasped loudly, when
I touched her newly aroused clit.
Betty was staring in awe of what she was witnessing, and her
concentration was nearly unbreakable, once I inserted a finger into
Karens twat.
Almost immediately, Karen began secreting her feminine ludricant,
which was coating the finger within her.
"Close your eyes, and stand still." I ordered, causing Betty to jump
slightly.
She did as I asked, thinking it was better not to watch, this depraved
scene.
I stood and went to her side.
"Don't move." I said, reaffirming my power over her. "And open your
mouth."
Betty's jaw relaxed, and her mouth hung open. It was time to test her
true resolve.
I placed a hand behind her head, in case she pulled away. Meanwhile, I
placed the wet, juice coated finger near her mouth.
Before Betty had time to react, I shoved the finger into her mouth,
while holding her head from reteat.
Instantly, she realized what was in her mouth, and began to gag.
"Taste it." I demanded. "Taste your daughters cunt on my finger. See?
It's not so bad. Is it?"
Betty still fought to pull my finger from her mouth, but she was too
weak for me. I had her held tightly, and she had little alternative
but to comply.
As I removed the finger, after a moment or two, she spit and gagged a
little more.
Quickly she bent to pick up her clothes, and began to leave.
"I don't have to put up with this treatment." She hissed. "And there
is no way you can make me."
"Fine then." I stated hoarsly. "Get the fuck out, and find a new home.
But I hope you're willing to fuck your landlord for the rent. Who
knows, maybe he'll let his buddies all take a crack at your cunt as
well."
Betty froze, once she reached the door. Her thoughts were on where she
would go, and how she would survive.
She was beginning to understand, that if she left, there would be no
open door awaiting her if she changed her mind later.
She stood silent for a long time, before turning to beg my forgivness.
"Look." She said softly. "I'll do whatever you want, but not with my
daughter. It's not right. And besides, it's illegal ..... and
immoral."
"It's all a state of mind." I said quickly. "Unless you make it
personal. Almost every woman I know, has had an erotic encounter with
a family member. You're just starting out late in life, that's all."
After thinking some more about what was transpiring, she gave a great
deal of thought to my words.
Was she emotionally stable enough, to comply with my wishes? If she
left, where would she end up? Without enough money for reat, would she
be required to offer sex to some stranger, in return for payment?
I watched, as the inner conflict within her mind, became mo intense.
"The choice is yours." I stated, pointing to Karen.. "But remember,
she has no idea who will be eating her, and who is using her. All
she'll know, is the pleasure she'll be getting from all of this. It'll
be our little secret."
I knew I was blatantly lying. I knew that eventually, both would know
who and what was being done. Fortunately, Betty didn't see through my
scam.
Reluctantly, she walked back to the bed. It was then I knew, she was
mine to control, and I was about to put her through a real test of her
will.
"Come." I stated, patting the bed. "Sit next to her, and help me
pleasure your daughter. She gets really hot, and really wet, quickly."
Betty had lost her inhibitions, and eventually sat across the bed from
me, while I began to stroke Karens thighs.
"Now. Do as I do. Only do the other leg." I insisted.
With trembling fingers, she placed a hand on her daughters thigh, like
mine.
She watched and mimmicked my movements, until I was up to Karens
hairpie.
Reluctantly, Betty still did as I requested, and soon she was toying
with her daughters labia.
"Fuck her with your finger." I demanded. "Shove it into her, and work
it around. She loves that."
Moments later, Bety was indeed, fingering her own daughters pussy. As
a matter of fact, she seemed to enjoy, doling out the pleasure as
well.
Karens breathing, was now growing into short quick gasps.
"Use two fingers." I ordered. "And work them faster. I think she's
almost there."
Without further requests from me, Betty was soon plunging two fingers
deeply into Karens slit. Shortly after that, she placed her other hand
on Karens clit, working it to a frothy mess as well.
By the time Karen began to arch her back in bliss, Betty was beginning
to get excited also.
Then, with two fingers in her her hole and a thumb on her clit, Betty
began to massage her own breasts, and started pinching her own
nipples.
"That's it, my little whore." I said, praising her actions, as I stood
to join Betty. "Make your slut daughter cum on your fingers."
Standing next to the woman, I had my cock out, and forced her to turn
towards me.
"Suck it, while you fuck your daughter." I demanded coarsly. "Pleasure
us both at the same time."
With little reluctance, because of her excitement, Betty took my cock
betwen her lips.
Bettys cocksucking skills, had remarkably become more talented, since
the previous night. She was even forcing herself to take me deep,
causing her to gag somewhat.
Nevertheless, she continued to work us both, to simutaneous orgasms.
When I came, I was even more amazed that Karen didn't ull away, after
the first volley of semen hit her tongue. Instead, she tried to take
me deeper still, down her throat.
Greedily, Betty swallowed my entire load, much like a thirsty person
would gulp a glass of water.
During this time, I watched Karen flopping around against her
restraints, while experiencing a tremendous climax. I also noticed,
that Betty had inserted a third finger, in her daughters pussy.
Even though Karen had just experienced a massive orgasm, literally at
the hand of her mother, she still craved more release.
The taste of my semen, was still lingering in Betty's mouth, as even
more of her inhibitions evaporated.
"Taste her." I teased, in a stern whisper. "Taste your daughters cum."
I did not expect, what happened next.
Instead of pullimg her fingers free from the dripping pussy, she bent
over in a quizzical manner, and began to study the opening where they
were still buried in.
Inspecting the orfice momentarily, she bent in, and began to kiss the
lips and clit of the now gaping hole.
Betty was very tender with her actions, and seemed to understand what
her daughter required.
Before long, she was laying across Karen's thigh, and eating her pussy
like a professional lesbian.
Again, I was amazed that I had retained an erection, even after a
glorious climax.
Karen paid no attention to me, or my actions by this time. She took it
as her primary duty, to devour the cunt, and continue to give it
pleasure.
Betty became so wrapped up in her task, that she didn't notice when I
removed the headphones from Karens head.
Next I lifted the blindfold, and allowed Karens eyes to adjust to the
light.
It was apparent that Betty was diong a remarkable job, because Karen
began to rise again, at the onset of another tremendous climax.
With a swift click of the snaps, I released the wrist cuffs, from the
ropes.
I moved quickly to the foot end of the bed, and then undid the ankle
cuffs as well.
Betty was still half sitting, and half laying, as her daughter
screamed out another brutal climax.
This time however, she froze, when she felt Karens hands caressing her
head, and pulling it closer.
I lifted Bettys thigh into the air, and found her pussy also dripping
with excitement.
It was time to enter the womans greatly aroused twat.
As I slid methodically into the warm confines, both women were
groaning and gasping their pleasure aloud.
"You fucking whores." I stated openly, as I hit bottom, in Bettys
spasming cunt. "From this point forward, you will be more than just
mother and daughter. In fact, your full attention will be used to
serve me, and please me with your bodies. Is that understood?"
Betty had already realized, that her daughter was probably aware of
her actions, as she moaned her response. Likewise, Karen was
definitely aware of her mothers tender mouth sevicing her sex, as she
groaned out her mutually affirmative reply..
The extreme pleasure they were experiencing, was more intense than
their strict moral values, as they rode out the climaxes they were
enjoying jointly.
Seeing as I had already cum once, I was ready to pound Betty's hole
without mercy, for a longer period this time.
I held her foot high in the air, giving me a better chance at filling
her hole, with my renewed stiff member.
I quickly learned, that multiple orgasms ran in the family, as both
women enjoyed wave after wave of ultimate pleasue.
Both women eventually, had suffered so many climaxes, that each was
soon tiring quickly.
I still needed to blow my nut, so I suddenlt pulled free of Bettys
sloppy drenched cunt, nd staggered to the head of the bed.
"Suck my cock bitch." I stated aloud. "Suck it, and clean your mothers
fuck juice from it, while taking my load."
Dutifully, Karen looked at me dazed and sated, while opening her mouth
to accept me.
"Watch me." I then ordered Betty. "Watch me as your daughter licks
your nasty sauce from my rod."
Betty still wiggled her fingers in her daughters pussy, while feasting
her eyes on the ecellent blow job, Karen was giving me.
Karen was soon gagging silently, as she felt the first volley of
sperm, squirting into her throat. Nevertheless, she continued to
swallow, in spite of the volume of semen she was drinking.
Once finished, I pulled free of her sucking mouth, with a plop, while
Betty watched in amazement.
Everything seemed so outrageous and so surreal, until the womens eyes
finally met, after the deed was done.
Sudden pangs of guilt and embarassment overtook each of them, once
they fully realized, what they had done, and the ramnifications of
thier actions.
Quickly thereafter, Betty stood grabbed what clothing she could
gather, and rushed out the door.
Meanwhile, Karen could only lay on the bed, softly mumbling to
herself.
"What have I done. Oh my dear lord. What have I done?"
"Don't worry." I said, consoling her. "You simply got involved in a
great sexual experience."
"But .... with my mother?" She quizzed.
"Sex is sex." I stated. "Does it really matter who it's with, or how
it's done? After all, you enjoyed immensly, didn't you?"
Even though she was still embarrased, she nodded in reponse to my
question.
"Furthermore." I added. "As time goes on, If I have anything to do
with it, you will come to expect more and more from your family
members."
Wide eyed and angry, Karen stared at me. She knew fully well, what I
was reffering to.
She realized that someday, maybe soon, her own daughters may well be
involved with this debauchery along with her mother and herself.
Karen quickly peeled off the velcro cuffs, and silently rushed to the
bathroom, down the hall.
I could only smile to myself, as I relived the pleasurous episode, I'd
witnessed only a few minutes ago. My imagination was running rampant,
and I could vaguely picture the two girls. being made to elicit
pleasure, from their mom and grandnother both.
What an aroma would fill the house. Especially with four hot, wet,
slime dripping twats, to fuel the odor.
Of course each in turn, would taste my semen, and take a volumous load
into their respective holes.
At sometime, maybe in the near future, I would be the king of my own
whore house. Also, fortunately for me, they'd all be my own private
whores, dedicated to pleasuring me alone.

continued.......

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