3 comments/ 33187 views/ 18 favorites Night of Lust By: NeilMc123 I'd had a crush on Mac for about five years and had often fantasised about fucking him. You could tell just by looking at him, that you knew he would fuck you long and hard. Hubby was well aware that I would love to have Mac slide inside me at the drop of a hat; he even offered to set it up. We'd teased each other in our local pub but always in a banter kind of way. When I had my most recent breast op, I was in the pub with a deep plunging dress revealing my new huge tits. Mac whistled at them and Hubby offered him a feel of the goods. Macs wife was in the pub that night as it was a charity event and was looking in our direction, so Mac said maybe some other time and winked. I smiled at Mac who looked back with a tinge of disappointment. I licked my lips provocatively thinking you will have a feel when the time is right and a lot more besides. We met up with Mac for a quick drink when we were down in London. Nothing would happen that night either as too many of Hubby's friends were hanging around, but Mac and I did exchange phone numbers that night. For the next few weeks we texted each other almost every day, gradually building up the sexual tension. Harmless jokey texts at first which became flirtier then eventually we began out and out sex-ting. Hubby and I were in the local with a group of hubby's friends when Mac began sex-ting. He mentioned the night of the free feel and I replied they were there to be felt up anytime! He replied that feeling them would be magnificent, kissing them would be fantastic and seeing them would be outstanding. I asked did he want to see a photo of them. He said real life would be better but a pic would suffice. I went into the ladies and posted a selfie of me with my tits out in all their glory and said they were for his eyes only. I didn't really pay much attention when I took the selfie but my dress had ridden up exposing my bald pussy. He obviously noticed as he told me my tits were magnificent but the view of my shaved pussy was driving him insane. I went back into the ladies scooping my tits out the dress and lifting the hemline above my waist I pointed my iPhone at the mirrored reflection. My stockings and Garter belt framed my hairless pussy magnificently, while my exposed tits were jutting forward an upwards. My nipples were rock hard erect and I could feel my pussy fizzing away. I clicked three pics of my naked tits and pussy, the last one with my legs slightly parted showing my pussy opening ever so slightly. If anyone had come into the ladies at this point, how on earth would I explain this! I sent the three pics to him and waited for his response. Putting my tits back inside the dress I then smooth the lower part over my stockinged thighs. Walking back into the main bar, my thighs were rubbing together and admittedly I was a little flushed with excitement. As I walked toward my Bar-stool I had a sexy smirk on my face. I sat back on my bar stool, crossed my stocking legs and placed my wine up to my lips. Hubby leant over and whispered "What are you up to?" "Just having a bit of slutty fun with an old friend!" I replied. "Anyone I know?" "Oh yeah you know him. It's Mac! I've sent him a few selfies and I'm waiting for his response!" "Show me the selfies then!" Hubby asked. Clicking my photo section on my iPhone I showed Hubby the recent pics. Smiling at my erotic pics, Hubby gave me a peck on the cheeks and brushed the palm of his hand over my left breast. Leaning in to me he whispered into my ear. "Well if he answers in the positive you can take him back to ours and have a bit of fun, I'm off to the casino with the guys!" Before Mac had a chance to reply I texted him with the following message. "If you can get here within half an hour you can fuck me in any hole you want!" "I'll be there in ten!' came the reply. Looking at the reply on my iPhone my pussy tingled with desire. I winked over to my husband letting him know that the fuck was on! That particular night I was wearing a tight black mini dress which was clinging to my body. My huge breasts were stretching the gossamer like material of the mini dress. My nipples were most prominent from my state of arousal. Underneath I was bra less and pantie free, but I was wearing a black garter belt with some black fishnet stockings. I always wear high heels and tonight it was a black strappy pair. My garter belt was visible through my sheer dress. I texted Mac with "Give me a text when you're outside and I'll come out and we can go straight to mine and I can try your cock out for size!! Don't worry James is fine with it!" I'd only just pressed send when my phone rang. "Your carriage awaits Madam!" Said Mac. Hanging up my phone I picked my coat off the back of the bar-stool, gave Hubby a peck on the cheek and whispered that I was away to get fucked. Hubby gave my ass a nice squeeze and said "Enjoy yourself". "I fully intend too! I'll even get a few pics for you!" "Video would be better!" "I'll see how it goes, but don't hurry home!" I sashayed out of the pub straight in to Macs car. Mac greeted me with a deep tongue kiss and a soft fondle of my tits, which he began to scoop out of my tight dress. I moaned softly as his fingers pinched my nipples. My dress rode up as I slid down the seat slightly exposing my shaved pussy. We were on a Main Street and the car was well lit and anyone could see what we were up to. He placed his free hand on my pussy and said "Where do we go?" I whispered the address in his ear then rolled my tongue softly inside his ear. He placed the gear-stick in first and off we went. We drove to my house with my tits scooped out of my dress and pussy on full display. I rubbed my pussy and pinched my nipples on the journey softly whispering how I wanted his cock inside me, that every hole was his and that I wanted him to come on my face. I asked did he want me to leave my stockings on. He grunted a positive yes to this question. Did he want to fuck my ass? Would he let me suck his cock? Again, both responses were in the positive. His cock was almost bursting the fly on his jeans. We pulled up outside my house and he pulled me toward him, pawing my exposed breasts. Forcing his tongue down my throat he rubbed my hairless mound. My legs opened wide for him to access my pussy. His index finger slid into my opening as his thumb circled my clitoris. The streetlight at my drive showed my glistening pussy lips off to great effect. His finger squelched in and out of my dripping gash. My orgasm was on its way as he inserted a second finger. I eased down the car seat to allow my legs to open further. I raised my opened legs up toward my exposed tits. He removed his fingers from my pussy and slid the soaked digits straight into my puckered asshole. One of my neighbours slowly walked past the car with his dog on a lead. He watched as Mac finger fucked my ass whilst I thrashed beneath his probing fingers. As my orgasm subsided Mac removed his fingers and said "You really are a filthy slut!" "Just you watch how dirty!" I winked as I straddled his gear-stick. Placing the knob of his gear-stick between my pussylips, I slid slowly down the length of the gear-stick, till I was fully impaled on the phallic offering. Slowly I began to ride the lever as Mac fingered my ass. The knob of the gear-stick was banging against my cervix as an orgasm swept over me. My neighbor was standing at the passenger door watching the free sex show on display. "I want your cock inside me" I whispered. "Let's go inside and fuck properly!" Mac helped ease my pussy off the gear-stick. My neighbor stepped away from the car as I opened the car door, picking up my handbag and coat and stepped out of the car. My dress was still up around my waist exposing my bald wet pussy and stockings and garter belt to my neighbor. "Hi Dave" I said nonchalantly as I made my way up my path tottering on my high heels with my bare ass on full view leaving my neighbor in a state of bewilderment. Mac followed closely as I placed my key in the door and we then entered the premises. Mac grabbed me in the hallway pulling me close to him and kissed me passionately. "You dirty slut!" Mac uttered. Dirty talk always does it for me and he was right in this instance, I was a dirty slut, and I was about to get much dirtier. As my lips brushed gently across his I whispered "Fuck me in the ass!" His jeans dropped to the floor as he turned me round to face the wall. Spitting on his erect cock he forced his bell end into my puckered ring. My asshole gripped his shaft as it penetrated me delightfully. My pussy gaped slightly from the gear-stick as Mac plundered my tightest hole. Pulling my hair back he thrust his cock forcefully into my ass and whispered "Does your husband know that you're getting fucked up the ass?" "It was his idea!" I stated gaining control back. I was being ass fucked by a guy I hadn't seen fully naked yet in the hallway of my house. Bent over like a wanton filthy, with a cock stretching my tightest of holes, he fucked my ass and called me a cock loving whore! Yes there was no denying I was a totally filthy slut and loved playing the role, every bit of it. His cock was stinging my asshole deliciously with each slamming thrust. I began thrusting my ass back onto his cock. I reached behind myself with both hands, arching my back in the process, and pulled my ass cheeks apart so he could clearly see his cock stretching my ring. "Fucking hell I'm going to come!" he panted. "Pull it out and come on my face!" I insisted. In one swift movement his cock was removed from my ass and somehow I was kneeling before him as splurge after splurge of hot creamy spunk splashed onto my face. My face was drenched in come as I opened my mouth and licked the last few drops from his semi erect cock. It shocked him to see me to perform ass to mouth on him. Now that I was back in control I rolled my tongue around his bulbous purple end, stroking his shaft whilst I fellated his hard cock. Removing his shirt, shoes and jeans I raised my arms in the air encouraging him to remove my dress. My dress was expertly discarded and thrown across the hallway. I knelt before him wearing only stockings, high waisted garter belt and high heels. Mac played with my tits as I continued to suck his cock. Tapping me on the shoulder he said "Let's go into the bedroom and have a fuck!" "First we'll set up the video camera then you can fuck me. Take a few pics on your iPhone if you wish!" Mac grabbed me up off my knees and headed toward my bedroom. The video camera was already on the tripod and fully charged. I positioned the lens facing the bed so as to catch all the cock and pussy action and maybe even a bit of anal action also. I did a few glamour poses for Mac as he clicked away on his iPhone. The last few were legs open with my fingers playing with my pussy and asshole. My eyes maintained contact with the camera lens throughout. Mac said he wanted to fuck me now. I got off the bed, pressed record on the camera then Mac and I slithered onto the bed. Macs cock was huge and hard and it goes without saying my pussy was drenched at this point. Mac laid me down and lay between my opened legs, which I had splayed as wide as possible. His cock nuzzled between my shaved pussylips as he kissed me deeply. His cock slowly slid inside my pussy for the first time, as I raised my stockinged legs onto his broad back. Thrusting up to meet his cock I began bucking against him. Still kissing and tonguing each other I began to moan quite loudly. Mac broke free from our kiss and I hissed at him. "Fuck me like my husband can't!" Mac slammed his cock forcefully into my stretched cunt. I screamed out loud with passion "Fuck me!" Placing his hands on my large tits he raised his body up as he ploughed his solid cock into my pussy. I looked over his shoulder and saw that our fucking was on display on the flat screen TV in my bedroom. I watched on the screen as Macs cock plundered my pussy. My wetness was glistening on his veined throbbing manhood. I opened my legs as wide as possible so the camera would be able to see my hairless pussy being stretched. I decided to add to the spicy sexiness by becoming more vocal. "Fuck me deep with your big cock like my husband cant!" I groaned knowing full well that James does love a bit of cuckold humiliation. "Your cock is much harder and bigger than my husband's!" I continued. "Well it stretched your asshole in the hallway earlier and now its filling your dripping cunt!" Mac boldly stated. "Yes! Fuck me deep and make me sore!" "In fact I might just fuck your ass in a minute so your limp dicked husband can wank his pathetic cock to this video!" "Oh God! Fuck my ass then cum in my mouth!" I pleaded. "You'd like that wouldn't you. You're a filthy cock hungry slut!" "I love your cock so much more than my husband's!" I enthused. My mouth opened and clamped on his as his tongue explored my mouth, his cock stretched my pussy wonderfully. My orgasm was beginning as he kissed me passionately. I was being invaded by his cock and tongue, sending me over the edge as a squirting orgasm gushed through me. Macs cock was engulfed in the sexual deluge as he kept pounding my grateful fuckhole. "I'm coming!" I screamed breaking free from his kiss. The orgasm continued as Mac kept thrusting his fabulous skilled cock in and out of my well lubed pussy. "Oh my God!" I continuously panted as the sexual intensity overwhelmed me. My pussy juice was squirting in all directions as Mac unplugged his cock from my pussy and with one swift movement slid his well lubed weapon straight into my ass. My ass accepted his length without any objections whatsoever. My orgasm was subsiding as I wrapped my stockinged legs around his Back as he thrust his veined cock in and out of my ass, using his entire length. "I'm going to fucking destroy your ass!" Mac snarled. "It will be no good for your Husbands limp dick!" he tormented. "My ass is yours now!" I submitted as I thrust toward his invading cock. Mac kissed me deeply as he pushed his cock deep inside my ass, until his heavy balls were resting on my sphincter. "Fuck my ass like a real man!" I enthused. "You filthy cheating slut!" he roared, then laughed as he continued fucking my cheating ass. I rode his cock better than any porno slut or high class whore. "Keep fucking my ass then come in my mouth!" I begged. I knew my husband would lose his load to my sexual antics once he saw this video, but I was no longer playing to the camera. My ass and pussy belonged to Mac; to do with as he wished any time he wanted! An unbearable feeling of pure lust swept over me as Mac looked down on me whilst his cock slid vigorously in and out of my ass. Anal orgasms were happening almost every minute as the greatest cock I've ever experienced devoured me. "Fuck my ass!" I pleaded "Then come in my mouth!" I insisted. Mac grunted and spoke through clenched teeth. "I'm coming you dirty bitch!" Climbing off me he grasped his unplugged cock and a stream of white spunk splashed on my lips and cheeks. I was more prepared for the second wave. His come landed smack on the middle of my tongue as my mouth sheathed the throbbing weapon. Four strong spurts followed as I swallowed every masculine drop. His pulsing cock slowly deflating as my tongue swirled around the receding flesh. Running my finger over my chin and cheeks to capture the first onslaught, I removed Macs cock from my mouth, tilted my head back and let the gathered spunk slide off my fingers straight into my open mouth. Smiling at Mac I put his cock back in my mouth and rolled my tongue all around his bulbous cock end. Ensuring the camera was catching my outrageously slutty display, I continued sucking and licking this fabulous cock as my talon like nails gently scraped the length of his shaft. "You dirty cunt!" he teased "Sucking my cock after its been up your ass!" "For this cock I would do anything!" I replied. Night Of Lust For A Small Woman It was 9 p.m., in the suburban area of the small town. When the four convicts entered the unguarded property and then, from the rear door, the luxurious house, they met the entire family, Mr. and Mrs. Blum and their son, in the living room. Fifteen minutes later, pieces of female garments were scattered in all the room. Someone had placed a pair of red stiletto heels on a chair, a pair of stockings were laid on the back of the couch, shreds of nice blouse and skirt were on the floor, a pair of lacy black panties hung from the chandelier, buttons had flown everywhere. Mr. Blum and his son were sitting on the floor, near the fireplace; three threatening strangers, with knifes in their hands, surrounded them. John, a white young giant of 22 years, built like a trunk and well over seven feet tall, approached the naked, trembling Mrs. Blum in the center of the room; a black lacy bra, matching with the hanging panties, was tied, as a trophy, around one of his massive arms. He put his arm under the round butt of the womam, hoisted her to his head level, easily as she was a child and hold her in the crook of his elbow, with a grin of satisfaction on his face. Mrs. Blum was a very attractive brunette in her early fifties who, although her mature age, looked no more than thirty, thirty five years old and still captured the attention of all the men, old or young, she met. She was for the men a sensual dream and for the women a good reason of envy. This because she always exercised, since teenager, four times a week at gym, to maintain in an excellent shape her small, but gorgeous body and smooth skin: an all natural, perfect beauty. Standing barely 4'10", with a very narrow waist and slender legs, many of her 95 pounds of tender but firm flesh were located in her big rack and tight ass. On her petite frame those incredibly large, snow-white breasts were a miracle of gravity and seemed to burst at any time, squirting gallons of fresh milk. Her husband was crazy for them; and her son, too; and all the other men. "How old are you, lady?" John asked, his mouth almost touching her pink lips. "Fiftytwo," she answered meekly. "Whow!!! what a nice old pussy we got, buddies!! What a good piece of fleshy, cute mommy you are, little one," he shouted, licking her mouth and nose with a darting tongue. "Put me down, please, young man," said the woman. "I can give you money and jewelry. Please, young man, take all the money you want and then go away. Please, don't hurt us." "We don't want your money, little woman, we want you, only you; a babe with tits and ass like yours must be played by big men like me and my buddies," said John, pinching one long nipple with his fingers. "Do you understand, mommy? Your body, your tender, smooth, white body is mine: you are a beautiful bimbo to be played and ravished as long as we want." Then he cradled the small woman in his arms, like he was holding a weightless pet and walked all around the house, carrying and bouncing her, enjoying to feel the girlish nakedness of her ripe body. She was begging, with imploring voice: "Put me down, please, I'm a married woman and a mother, my husband and son are here; don't do this to me, please, let me go." But John didn't care: he was determined to fulfil his wicked lust and to dominate totally the cute lady he had denuded completely and savagely in the living room, in front of her husband and son. With the tender object of his sadistic fantasy tightly embraced, he started biting, chewing, licking and sucking her appetizing, baby soft, clean, naturally perfumed flesh: neck, tits, nipples, armpits, underarms, thighs, asscheeks and pussylips were a succulent meal for his voracious mouth. She was at his mercy and he loved brutalize an older woman who could be his own mother. "Little lady, you are the biggest set of tits I have ever seen in a small body like yours. Look, little one, how they are bouncing in my hand, look how hard are these nipples," said the young giant, while clutching the two white mounds. "Hey, buddies, this mommy, here, has the flesh of a little baby: as smooth as velvet. And no hairs on her pussy and armpits: silk soft as a child. Do you like being caressed, licked and bitten, little mommy?" "Ohhhhhhhhhhh my god, nooooooooo, stop, pleeeeeeeeeeeeease, it hurts, ohhhhhhh god. Pleeeeease, don't do this, please, stop, don't bite my tits, pleeeeeease." Effortlessly John lifted Mrs. Blum up by her hips, and made her dancing in mid air, as a ballerina, while her titties were swaying back and forth like water balloons. "Do you like it, little one? Say yes, mommy, or I'll drop you." "Yes, yes, yes, don't drop me, please." "Little pussy, I'm your master!! Call me master, bitch!!" "Yes, yes, yes master, don't drop me, pleeeeeeeease master." "Have you ever been so high, little mommy? Who is the stronger man you met? who is playing with these big melons? Tell your husband and son how strong is your master, tell them who is squeezing your milkers." "Yes, yes, yes, I never met a man strong like you, master; your hands play with my tits, oooooohhhhhhhhh, don't hurt me, pleeeeeeeeeeeease, put me down, please, master." But John did not care; he moved the tiny woman to another position and, putting his palms under her back, he lifted and lowered her in turns, bouncing her body up and down, as a puppet, at open hands. His strength was amazing: he was able to push her up to the ceiling and spin her around, like a top, by using only one hand. "Oooooohhhhhh, my god, stop, stop, stooooooop, put me down, pleeeeeeease, sir, pleeeeeeeeeeease master, I have to go to the bathroom, I need toilet, pleeeeeeeease, sir." The long savage manipulation and the strength of her captor had frightened the woman, whose bladder was now stimulated till the non return point. "What? Tell me again what you need, baby. Shitting?" "Ohhhhhh nooooo, I have to pee. Please sir, let me go to the bathroom. Please, master, put me down. I can't hold." "Okay, mom, relax. Daddy will take care of you." A big smile followed these words; then, abruptly, he ordered: "Piss, bitch; piss here; let your husband and son and everybody of us see the beautiful shameless mom and wife spraying her sweet piss like a newborn, while sitting in the arms of her daddy." Now John's big hands were holding the woman by her thighs, with her legs well spread and her back leant against his chest. "Noooooooooo, I can't, don't do this to me, please sir, not here, not in front of all these men, not in front of my son." "Mommy, if you don't obey, I'll bite your tender nipples with my teeth, right now. Okay, little lady? Piss, momma, piss." And the scared momma obeyed; easily supported by John, she released her bladder: a flush of golden shower came out and a liquid pool formed on the floor. An approving ohhhhhhhhhhh!!!! from John and the other captors accompanied the dirty performance of Mrs. Blum. When the woman finished urinating, the young giant turned her around and eagerly licked her wet, shaved pussy, getting soft moanings out of the debased woman: then, holding firmly the naked lady by her smooth armpits, he paraded her in the room, like a hunting trophy. "Noooooooo, stoooop, please master, let me go, I'm tired, master, please, I did what you wanted, but now put me down, please sir, I beg you." The older woman was begging him like she was a schoolgirl: this gave new energy to the libidinous guy. John was definitely in full power: he could move the woman effortlessly like she was a plaything in his hands; he could satisfy his lechery; nobody and nothing could stop him. He envelopped again the little woman in his solid arms and walked her to the terrified husband and son, showing them his strength; he had conquered the woman: a woman who was their wife and mother. "Watch, guys, how easily daddy is cradling this small beautiful baby," he told them, kissing and licking a delicious little brown mole over her left breast. "She is no more your wife and mom: she is a child in the hands of her daddy, she is mine, totally mine; these buns and these honey dew melons belong to me, to be played any way and any time by her daddy. This hot little number must be served by an all man like me and not by some faggots as you. Do you understand, little whore? Remember, little one, I am your master and you are my obedient slave." His words were followed by another kiss, on her belly button: the trembling Mrs. Blum struggled and squealed defencelessly, like a little girl, kicking her legs in the air. The small woman was no match for the big stud: he manhandled her like she was a midget, toying with her soft, naked body; red traces of hungry love bites marked her white unblemished skin. John was a tit-lover and her large, tender, white mounds, decorated by two erect, pink buds, were his target: using teeth, lips and tongue, he flicked, bit and pulled her nipples, till they protruded almost one inch and a half from her chest. "Dinner is ready. Watch carefully, kid. I'll show you how mom's big breasts can be worked; and then I'm sure you would like trying the same," John said to her son. Then he opened his mouth: it was wide like an oven and when he attached his lips to one round orb and sucked hungrily, her fleshy cone, little by little, disappeared and was entirely engulfed, filling his jaws and gullet. "Oooooohhhhhh nooooooo, don't do this, not here, my son is watching. Please, sir, ooooohhhhhh my god, what are you doing to my tit! Please, not your mouth, ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!." The woman couldn't stop high pitched squeals escaping her throat, but John was insatiable: her swollen globe was chewed, tasted, slobbered and viciously devoured like a sweet cake, topped by an incredibly long strawberry, hard as a bullet. When the tit slid out and was again free on her chest, John licked his lips and asked her son: "Did you see how a tit can be deep throated, kid? Did you imagine that mom's boob could be fully sucked and mouthed? I'll show you again." And, without mercy for the small woman, he repeated his assault to the second tit, swallowing it like it was a piece of meat, without caring the moans and squeaks of the poor trapped housewife. Finally satiated by the mammary food, the cruel giant bent his victim at her waist, holding her with one arm; then slapped hardly and resoundingly her dangling huge titties. "Tell me, little one, does your husband play with your beautiful melons like me? Does he palm, lift, lick and slap these heavy round "bazookas" of yours that way? Tell me, mommy!!" "No, sir, never I had my tits played so much. Nobody fondled my tits like you, master. But now stop, please!" "Did you like it, mommy?" No answer. And John again: "Whore, I'm waiting your answer! Don't make me angry!!" "Yes, yes, sir, I like it, I like when you play with my breasts. But now, please, let me go, sir. You got everything from me, you made me piss, you sucked all of my tits, but now put me down, master, I beg you." "Everything, you say? Bitch, I have just started with you. There are still so many things to do with this small, white, soft body of a bimbo like you. And don't forget my friends here: they are eager to taste your tender flesh. And may be your son, too. Am I right, kid? Don't you like to taste a piece of your little mom?" John was right. The sight of the long and brutal handling of his mother had petrified the boy, who was silent, but his eyes showed clearly how much sexually affected he was by the devastating treatment the giant was giving to her abused mother. In the last months the eighteen years old son was getting the hots for his mother. When his parents invited their friends, he could check how much his mother was able to tease the male guests. Sometimes she was sunbathing topless and the men who played with her in the pool were taking liberties on her small frame: someone would pick her up like a feather and would carry her inside and outside the water, just to feel her naked titflesh. She had been elected the good-luck mother of the school football team and now it was a tradition, for the boys, to hug, kiss and sweep her off the ground, after a winning match. Her shapely body and the sexual approaches she openly accepted from her flatterers turned on the boy. She was well aware of it and not at all indifferent: her husband was too old for her still lively sensuality and she loved arousing passion in younger people, no matter if it involved her own son. She had not yet allowed him to fuck her, but many times mother and son let themselves going to forbidden games. Now she was completely submitted to this beast of a convict, who enjoyed cradling her small body to show his supremacy. And again his son was watching, with manifest arousal. Nobody was speaking in the room; everybody was just looking at the unending ordeal of the devastated mature wife and mother. The young giant went to the couch and gently sat the now semi-conscious woman sideways on his knees, kissing her lips and tonguing her inner mouth; then hold her wrists in the firm grip of one hand and raised her arms, hungrily sucking the salty perspiration of her shaved armpits and inhaling her delicate aroma. The woman didn't try to stop him, when he placed again his big hands over her ample knockers: two magnificent 36DD jugs, firm and round, with just a little sag, due to their weight, that John gently caressed, moved over her chest and bounced in his large hands. "These babies look like they are made of jelly," he shouted. "Ooooooohhhhhhh my god, not again my tits, please! don't crush them again with your strong hands, don't hurt them, please!" she moaned. She was proud of her tits: they were so big that no man, including her lovers, husband and family friends, could cup each full breast entirely in a single hand, during their sexual games. Also her son had checked them. Many times, when he was alone with mom at home, he grabbed her and took off her shirt and bra, baring and touching her large breasts; and when she was swimming in the pool and nobody was watching, he couldn't wait for long, before joining her; in few minutes, without caring her feeble attempts to stop him, he stripped her half naked, scooping her up in his arms. She was claded only in a skimp G-string bikini bottom and her son was walking her all around the pool, placing hungry kisses over her sweet armpits and jugs. "Holy shit, mom, what a smooth skin and huge pair of soft, juicy tits!" he was saying. "Each of them needs two hands to be fully covered. Only a giant of a man could cradle you, baby, like I'm doing now, cupping one of these boobs entirely in one hand. You are gorgeous, mommy and I'm getting horny and jealous, when I see all those men and my friends freely playing with you." "Honey," she replied smiling "you know how much your pretty petite mom loves you and likes being carried and having her breasts lovingly fondled by her handsome boy. And don't worry about my tits: all the men who checked them in the nude said that they are big like cantaloupes. No hand can dwarf them: I'm betting on it." And now, on the contrary, she was loosing her bet. The diminutive woman loved being kindly rocked by her men, mainly the younger ones, like her son; but this monster, this giant, this savage convict who had captured her, ripped off her blouse, skirt and udergarments, battered her naked body, rubbed his callous hands all over her delicate flesh and made her piss in the living room like a baby, in front of everybody, was a kind of brute: he could lick her like an ice-cream and eat her alive; he could demolish her totally. John encircled her pillowy orbs with his meaty fingers and tightened; the two hills of flesh disappeared totally: one breast inside his right hand, the second breast inside the left one. He moved her boobs like dough, up and down, back and forth, caressing and fingering her white skin and enjoying, on his palms, the tickling of her hard nipples: a pair of fleshy cylinders, widely surrounded by rosy areolae. He loved pinching, rolling and twisting them between forefinger and thumb; he was trying to elongate them more and more, while girlish moans escaped the throat of the lady. The older petite woman was a private cow of a younger giant who was milking her, like her swollen protuberances were full of sweet, drinkable juices, ready to spurt from her sore nipples. The tit mauling continued for twenty long minutes, then John stopped. Still cradling Mrs. Blum in his arms, he laid the exausted housewife on her stomach and called her son, telling him to sit on the couch and have a good look of the next treatment his beautiful sexy mom was on the point of getting from her owner. The boy sat quietly beside John, who told him: "Watch, kid, this bad little mom made dirty things: she pissed shamelessly and showed her naked tits and ass to everybody; she must be punished by her daddy." Suddenly, his huge hand landed on her soft butt and made her cheeks jiggling delightfully. Another slap followed, then a third one and so on. John was spanking the captive mom again and again, till her ass turned red. But the last degrading torment had still to come; after spitting on her rear hole to give it some lubrication, the dominating guy inserted slowly, one by one, two of his long and thick fingers, all the way, inside her ass channel, till the second knuckle, pushing without mercy with one hand and molesting her buns with the free hand. When he pulled out his shit smeared fingers with an audible plop, Mrs. Blum groaned and John let go of the woman, who fell to the floor like a sack of potatoes, thus hitting the ground, for the first time in more than two hours. The invasion of her ass had been like an enema, for the poor housewife; she lifted herself up in a squat position, with her hands wrapped around her knees, her toes flat on the floor and her butt exposed to everybody to see. Then her bowels gave up: some loud farts escaped her shit hole and were followed by some large brown turds, settling on the floor with squishing sounds. She was openly shitting, without inhibition, like a little baby, in the living room. What a show, for the crowd of people who surrounded her, including her husband and her aroused son! John had reached his target: he had totally humiliated the older woman. When she finished, the young giant, finally satisfied, bent over and tenderly gathered up her trembling body. She was cradled again in his strong arms. "Come to daddy, little one; daddy will give you a warm bath," John said; and these words were followed by a long kiss on her mouth. "Daddy will put his baby in the tub to wash her tiny body. Then, little pussy, you will be ready for the most lustful night of sex you will never forget. Daddy has a big gift in store for you, honey. You will cum so much and so much times that your sweet nectar will flow from all your holes. Do you understand, little one?" "Yes," she whispered. "Say again, pet. Tell me who is your owner, big titted little mom." And again her right breast was captured easily by the open mouth of the hungry boy. "Ooooooooohhhhhhhh, no more, please!!" The giant released his bite. "Tell me, little whore: who is your master? who is your daddy? who made you piss and shit, like a little baby? who is going to fuck the shit out of you?" She raised her fleshy, white, soft arms around his bull-like neck and gave him a light kiss on his lips. "You, sir. You. You are my daddy. I belong to you, now, because you are much bigger, much stronger than me and I can't fight you. You are my boss, my big daddy. Cradle me in your arms like a child, daddy, if you like it. I'm your baby, your child. Do what you want to your child, strong man; fuck me, fuck my little pussy, fuck me all the night, make me cum. My big tits are dwarfed by your huge hands, daddy; play with my breasts, suck and lick them, because they are yours, big boy, totally yours. Slap my ass with your powerful hands. You are the biggest boy for a little mom. But don't hurt me, please, big boy."