0 comments/ 486109 views/ 74 favorites Taking the Family By: supermike Tony Spade sat in his brown Lincoln in front of the Moore’s home and sipped his coffee while contemplating what a great day this was really going to be. He watched as the green minivan pulled up in front of the home and tooted it’s horn. Out came Miranda, overnight bag in hand, as she was headed to her Aunt’s for a weekend at their cabin on the lake. “Right on time Miranda,” he thought to himself. Miranda was average looking for a 18-yr. old girl. Tony watched her briskly walk toward the van where her Aunt waited. She was about 5’6” and could afford to lose a few pounds. She wasn’t fat, but Tony could tell her clothes did a nice job of hiding certain things about her body. Her brown hair was cut about shoulder length and she was wearing a clean pair of jeans and a blue T-shirt with the word “Princess” stenciled on the front – perfect “cabin by the lake” wear he thought. Miranda skipped down the walk and into the van. Her Aunt checked to see her seatbelt was on, then slipped the large tree green automobile into park and pulled away. “This is it, this is my chance.” Tony thought as the van pulled away. “I have about an hour before Tom leaves, if I’m gonna do this, it has to be now.” Tony slowly opened the big door on his Lincoln and stepped out, making sure to avoid the puddle next to the curb, and he walked his way to his trunk. Inside, he took out a baseball bat, 6 feet of rope, and a medium sized cardboard box. As he checked the tension of the rope, and made a mental inventory of the contents of the box, his hands and fingers began to tremble. “God this is gonna be good.” He thought. Quickly and quietly, Tony moved to the rear of the large wood frame home. He quietly slid the patio door open and walked into the Moore’s kitchen. The house was quiet except for what sounded like the shower running upstairs. “I wonder which one’s in the shower.” Tony thought. After Miranda’s departure, Tony knew that there were only 2 people left in the home. He only had a few seconds of peace before he heard footsteps coming from upstairs. He dropped the items he carried into the house behind the couch and opened the box. Inside, he grabbed the 6 inch serrated knife and the rope, then hid himself behind the small bathroom door. Based on the heaviness of the steps, he knew person coming down was the husband, Tom. Tony watched quietly as Tom stepped past his hiding place and began making a pot of coffee. From his vantagepoint, Tony could see Tom was wearing his favorite green, tattered sweatpants and nothing else. His gut was hanging down over the waistband of the sweats and he had not yet showered. “God you’re pathetic.” Tony thought, as he looked him over. “It’s a wonder your wife still keeps your fat lazy ass around.” Taking a deep breath, Tony slipped from his hiding place and in milliseconds, he had the business end of the knife squarely against Tom’s throat. “Don’t move.” He whispered in Tom’s ear. “I don’t intend to hurt you, but don’t make me make a choice Tom.” Tom froze at his voice. He didn’t know if he was more scared by the voice and threat, or the fact that this yet unidentified assailant knew his name. Tony placed his hand on Tom’s back and moved him to the living room. There he quickly tied Tom’s hands and feet to the straight back chair and gagged him with a dishtowel he grabbed from the kitchen. As he was finishing up, Tony heard the water to the shower shut off. Tom looked to the ceiling of the living room as the water stopped, almost as if he could warn his wife with his eyes through the floor of their bathroom. Tony noticed the look and responded quietly. “Don’t worry Tom, I don’t plan on hurting her either. If she cooperates with me, both of you will not be harmed, you have my word.” Satisfied Tom wasn’t going to move, Tony made his way quietly up the stairs. As he reached the top of the steps, Tony could see Melissa standing in her bedroom, towel wrapped around her as she brushed her short brown hair. As Melissa finished with her hair, she let the towel drop to the floor. She stood in front of her full-length mirror and took a minute to admire her naked body. “I really am still pretty sexy for a 39 yr. old woman.” She thought. Melissa took her hands and lifted her 36B breasts up, not as a sexual act, just to see the how years of gravity and one child had changed her breasts. “Not bad, “ she thought, “not bad at all.” She turned slightly to get a look at her ass. Still tight for her age, Melissa thought this to be her best feature. Unfortunately, Tom hadn’t noticed or commented on her appearance in the last 6 years of their 18-year marriage. It was something that bothered her tremendously, but something she kept to herself the last few years. At first, she was able to vocalize her feelings with Tom, but over the years, this inevitably led to a fight and Melissa didn’t have the energy to fight with Tom anymore. She opened the top dresser drawer and selected a pair of white hi-cut bikini panties. They were not the top most pair; rather they were under 3 pairs of briefs and one pair of tattered bikinis that she affectionately called her “laundry panties”. Melissa knew these were the sexiest ones she owned, and she wanted to feel sexy today. She followed this up with a blue Victoria’s Secret push-up bra, her favorite jeans, and a red button down shirt. Tony watched Melissa dress and had no urge to stop her. Watching her dress was just as exciting to him right now as he knew taking all those things off later would be. Tony stepped into the adjoining bedroom just as Melissa was leaving her own bedroom. As she walked past him, Tony swiftly walked up behind Melissa and put his hand over her mouth. “Don’t move Melissa. Just be quiet and you won’t get hurt understand?” With his hand over her mouth, Melissa nodded. “Good. Now let’s go downstairs, and don’t say a word.” He led her downstairs, into the living room where she saw Tom bound and gagged. “You promise you won’t make any noise and I’ll take my hand away from your mouth, Deal?” He asked Melissa. Again, she responded with a simple nod. “Good. Sit on the couch” Melissa sat down quietly. She looked over at Tom, who looked completely helpless bound to the chair. “Now Tom, I will give you the same deal, keep quiet, and I won’t keep you gagged, deal?” Tom nodded. Tony went over to Tom and pulled out his gag. Then he removed the rope from his hands and feet, freeing him from the chair. “Stand up.” Tony said. Tom eased himself up from the chair. As soon as he was erect, Tony punched him hard in the stomach. Tom doubled over and fell back into the chair. “Tom!!” Screamed Melissa. “What the fuck did I tell you?” Tony yelled at Melissa. “Not a fucking word. Got it?” Tony looked over at Tom. “That Tom, was a warning. I told you I won’t hurt you and I meant it, but I wanted you to understand I could hurt you if I’m challenged. Now, if you do as you’re told, I won’t hurt you again. That’s a promise.” “How do you know our names?” Tom grunted. “That’s a fair question Tom, and you’ll have all the answers you want in no time, for now, let’s just say I have a good informant.” “What do you want with us?” “Now Tom, I think you’re speaking out of turn, lesson number one is you are not to speak until spoken to got it? But since you asked, I think it’s another fair question. First of all, this isn’t a robbery. I’m not here for money. I have a very good job that pays well. And I’m not a serial killer. I think those people are fucked in the head.” Tony walked over to Melissa and pulled her up from the couch. He walked her to the middle of the Moore’s spacious living room. “What I am here for Tom, is this.” He said as he turned Melissa to face her husband. “This is all about me Tom. What I want. And what I want, is this body.” “Please God, No.” Tom said. “OK that’s it. I guess we will do it my way now.” Tony replied as he took the dishrag and shoved it into Tom’s mouth. “You will listen to me and not speak. You try to push that gag out and I’ll tie you up again Tom, I’m not going to argue with you.” “Now that that is handled. Yes Tom, I’m here for your wife. Specifically, I’m here for this.” As he was speaking, Tony was unbuttoning Melissa’s blouse. “This body Tom, the body that you have had sole access to for all this time. I’m here to take it for myself. And I’m going to do it in front of you. Again and again and again. This body,” he said as he finished undoing her blouse, pulling away from her shoulders, “this body will do things over the next day or two that you thought only you were allowed to do Tom.” He reached from behind her and cupped her crotch. “Make no mistakes Tommy-Boy, I will fuck this, more than a few times. You have a choice, you can resist and make it a horrible event, or you can try to accept this fact and maybe, just maybe, I’ll let you have some fun too.” Melissa was quiet. She was being treated like she didn’t exist as Tony described to her husband how he planned to treat her. Tony walked Melissa back to the couch, without her blouse, and sat her down. “Now, let’s go over the rules. Tom, I need to hear your approval for what I’m going to say so I’m going to remove your gag. Don’t try to speak until I ask you to or I will be forced to tie you up again.” He took out Tom’s gag, grabbed a chair, and sat in the middle of the living room, facing both of them. “First rule, you 2 will do what I want when I want without question or hesitation or I will be forced to hurt you. And that’s something I don’t want to do. But you’ve already seen I am willing to do it, so it would be better for you if you cooperated.” Tom, Like I said before, I am going to fuck your wife. I will fuck her pussy, her ass, and her mouth many times, and most, if not all of the time it will be in your presence. The main reason for this is because I think you’re pathetic. Look at yourself. You have a beautiful wife and you have let yourself go this way.” He said, looking at his still exposed gut. “Plus, I think Melissa here is hot as hell and I want to fuck her right. Show her what it’s like to have a real man please her. Who knows, maybe you’ll learn something.” “I will give you a chance to speak.” “Melissa, do you have anything to say?” He asked her. “Just please don’t hurt us, I will do what you want, just please promise me you won’t hurt Tom.” “I promise you if you cooperate, I won’t touch your pathetic husband.” “Tom, anything from you?” Tony removed his gag. “Why are you doing this?” “Jesus Tom, is that all you can say? I already told you why. Don’t make me say it again.” Tony straightened up and got the rope. “I know this is going to be difficult for you, so I think for now I better tie you up again. At least for the first few times.” “No!!!” Tom screamed. He tried to stand up, but Tony was stronger and in much better shape than Tom and it didn’t take long for him to have Tom subdued. In no time, he was again bound and gagged in the living room. “Good. Now let’s begin, come here Melissa.” Melissa stood up and started to walk toward Tony. “No Melissa, crawl you slut.” Melissa reluctantly dropped to her knees and crawled to Tony. He opened up his legs and guided her between them. He took his hand and ran it through Melissa’s hair. “Melissa, turn toward your pathetic husband.” Tom ordered. Melissa turned to him as ordered. Tony took her hand and put it on his cock that was now growing in his khakis. “I want you to tell him you want to suck my cock Melissa. Look your husband in his eyes and tell him you want to suck me Melissa.” “Tom, I want to suck his dick.” Melissa said quietly and with reservation. “No, no good, I want you to mean it Melissa. Tell him. Now.” “I want to suck his cock Tom. I want to put it in my mouth and make it cum while you watch me.” “Oh that’s so much better sweetie. You’re good at this.” Tony said as he undid his button and unzipped his fly. “Now I want you to put your hot mouth on that and show Tom what a good cocksucker you are.” Melissa scooched closer to Tony’s crotch and pulled his dick out from his pants. Tony turned a little to the side so Tom could see another man’s dick entering his wife’s mouth. “That’s right Melissa, suck it nice and slow. And look at Tom. Look him in the eyes as you please me with your mouth.” Melissa looked over to her husband and took Tony’s big dick between her lips. It didn’t take long for her to adjust to the difference from her husband’s dick, and in no time, Melissa was sucking greedily on it. “That’s a good girl. Tom look at your wife, look at her mouth stuffed with my cock.” As he said this, Tony grabbed Melissa’s head and held it still. He began pumping his hips up and down, forcing his dick into Melissa’s mouth. “Mmmmmm, god you have a hot mouth Melissa. You are VERY good at this.” “Now Tom, I’m getting close, your wife’s mouth is going to make me cum for the first time today.” Tony rose and stood in front of Tom, his hard on inches from his face. “Now Tom, I’m going to remove your gag because I have a question to ask you. Don’t speak without my permission, and only answer my question, got it?” Tom nodded and Tony removed the gag. “Come here Melissa.” He said to her. Melissa crawled the short distance to where Tony was standing. Tony put his hand on her head and lovingly stroked her hair. “Here is your choice hubby,” he said “your lovely wife is going to make me cum. I want you to tell me where I should do it. I could cum on your face, or in her mouth. It’s your choice.” Tom knew not to speak, but the choices presented to him were both horrible. Yet he knew he would have to choose one. Tom was more repulsed by the thought of this man’s cum hitting his face. He knew he was betraying his wife by this, but he couldn’t help himself. Before he knew it, he gave his answer. “Her mouth.” “What Tom? What did you say?” Tony asked. “You heard me.” Tom replied. “I heard you Tom, but I want you to say it again, in detail, what you want me to do. And you know what I’m asking for.” Tom knew, and began to speak slowly. “I…I want you to cum in my wife’s mouth. I want you to shoot it down her throat.” “Very good Tom. I like how you said that. It almost sounded like you meant it!” Tony turned to Melissa and without a word, guided her face between his legs again. This time, he was standing while Melissa remained on her knees on the floor, still dressed in her bra and jeans. Melissa took the hint immediately and began sucking Tony’s dick again, this time a little more earnestly. Quickly, Tom could see Tony’s hips beginning to move back in forth, timed with Melissa’s mouth. He knew Tony was close. “Oh God Melissa you’re so fucking HOT, I’m gonna cum so hard!” Tony pulled Melissa’s mouth from his crotch and wrapped his own hand around his wet shaft. “Watch this.” He said to Tom. “Melissa, open your mouth and keep it open, I want your husband to see my cum go in your mouth.” Melissa sat back on her knees and held her mouth open. Tony took the head of his dick and placed it just outside the center of her open mouth and began feverishly stroking himself. It took only a few seconds until Tony began shooting. Tom watched helplessly as the first shot powerfully entered her mouth, probably hitting the back of her throat. The second spurt had less power, but easily made its way home. After those first two, the next couple oozed from Tony’s dick and he held the head of his member on Melissa’s tongue, making sure she captured all he had to offer. He cleaned the remainder with her lips then gave one simple command. “Swallow it.” He ordered. Melissa swallowed deeply; taking another man’s cum into her belly in front of her husband. Tom watched horrified but couldn’t understand why his crotch was tingling. He knew it was horribly wrong and hoped Tony, or God forbid Melissa, didn’t notice. Thankfully, no one saw his erection. Tony sat on the couch and motioned for Melissa to join him. She made an attempt to stand, but Tony quickly pointed to the floor. It was clear to both Melissa and Tom now that the majority of her time would be spent there. She sat at Tony’s feet as he stroked her hair again. “You’re such a sweet slut Melissa, I think you enjoyed that didn’t you?” “No I didn’t.” She replied. “Oh my little slut, do I have to prove it? If I took down your pants and underwear and checked how wet you were, would your body deceive you?” Melissa was excited, and she wasn’t ready for her husband to know this yet. She needed a way out of this. “Fine, you want me to say I liked it, then I liked it.” Tony knew the game being played and wasn’t ready to push it. That will come in time he hoped. “That’s a good girl. I want you to say it for your husband. Tell him you liked having another dick in your mouth, that you love how my cum feels in your belly. And be slutty about it honey, don’t try to be an innocent little girl, I know you have that slut in you.” Melissa looked away from her husband and began speaking in the sluttiest way she knew how. “God I loved it Tony. Your cock is so perfect. Having it in my mouth made me so fucking horny. I loved the feel of another man’s dick between my lips. I wanted to make you cum; I wanted to know I could do that for you. I know right now that I have another man’s cum inside of me and it is still turning me on.” “Goddamn that’s good slut.” Tony replied. He got up to get a drink from the kitchen. Tom had a chance to glance over to his wife. He made a motion with his head, indicating maybe they should make a run for the front door, try to escape. Melissa shook her head quickly, silently suggesting to Tom that she didn’t think they could get away with it. Tony returned from the kitchen, Coke in hand, and turned on the TV. He still had his dick out, although it was only now semi-erect. As the TV began its chatter, he spoke to Tom, never looking at him. “Tom, do you know what a cuckold is?” He asked. “No.” “It’s a man whose wife fucks other men and the husband is powerless to stop it. That’s what you are Tom. You’re a cuckold. Although I have not yet fucked your pretty wife, that will happen very soon, and you’re going to help.” “Help how?” Tom asked. “Since you asked, I’ll show you exactly how my little wimpy man.” Tony stood up, grabbing Melissa by the arm to rise with him. He stood her in the middle of the living room. “Stand up Tom.” Tom stood gingerly, still a little sore from the warning Tony had given him a short while ago. “I see my punch is still reminding you who’s in charge, that’s a good thing Tommy-Boy, because what you will do next might upset you, but remember, this is all about me. Go stand with your wife.” Tom stood next to his wife in the living room and put his hand in hers. Tony sat back in the chair Tom just vacated. “Now Tom, as you know I’m going to fuck your wife. But what I’ve decided is you’re going to help me. I want you to undress her in front of me. Present her to me if you will. You’re going to expose her body to me, to another man, and arouse me with it so I will be ready to take her.” “I won’t do it. If you think I’m going to help you rape my wife, you’re crazy.” Before Tom could even finish that sentence, Tony had rocketed up from the chair, had his hands on Tom’s throat, and the knife pressed between his legs. “You WILL do what I tell you to do Tom or you will be a eunuch for the rest of your life.” He pressed the knife harder against Tom’s scrotum. Tom looked at his wife. “Honey I’m sorry, please forgive me.” “It’s ok sweetheart, just do what he says, I don’t want you to get hurt.” “That’s better kids. I knew we could come to an agreement.” Tony sat back down on the chair. “You can start by taking off her bra, expose her tits to me.” Taking the Family Tom stood in front of his wife to remove her bra. “Oh no, not that way hubby, stand behind her. Remember that you’re exposing her to me. I want to be able to see everything clearly.” Tom moved behind his wife and undid the clasp to her bra. Slowly, he let the bra fall to the floor, letting this man see his wife’s breasts for the first time. “Lovely, simply lovely. Melissa, you are a gorgeous woman. Your husband should be proud and thank himself everyday that you are with him.” She didn’t say a word, but inside, Melissa felt at least appreciated for how she has kept up her body for the first time in years. And she was equally glad her husband was there to hear it. “Keep going Tom, undo her jeans.” Tom reached around his wife and unsnapped her button, then nervously pulled her zipper down. He knew this was the moment of no return and was helpless to stop it. He reached to her hips and grasped the waistband of her jeans. He began pushing them down, and was a little surprised to find Melissa was wiggling her hips to help him due to how tight whey were on her. “Is she enjoying this?” He wondered. “No, I’m imagining it is all.” He tried to push her jeans and panties down in one motion but was promptly told by Tony that he wanted to see each piece come off individually. Carefully, Tom pulled his wife’s jeans down past her hips, until they were free and easily fell to the floor. Melissa stepped out of them and was left in just her white hi-cut bikini panties, for all to see. “Turn her around Tom.” Tom took Melissa’s shoulders and slowly turned her toward him. As her pantied ass was exposed to Tony, Tom tried to look into his wife’s eyes, to say sorry again with his expression, but she wouldn’t look at him. “Very, very nice Melissa. You’ve done an excellent job staying in shape. Although I haven’t seen it all yet, I would have to say your ass is your best feature.” “Geez, another point for Tony.” Melissa thought. “Ok Tom, It’s time.” Tony said. “Turn her around and expose your wife’s sex to me. Show me what I will be having soon.” Tom turned his wife around and hooked his thumbs under his wife’s panties. He pulled them down to her feet and helped her step clear of them. Now his wife of 18 years, the woman who he had shared his bed with, was completely and totally exposed to another man. Tony looked directly between her legs, not trying in the least to hide his intentions. “You are a lucky Man Tom, you really are.” He stood and walked over to where they were standing. His exposed dick was now standing at attention again, and Tom knew he was about to join the ranks of the cuckold male. “Go back and sit down Tom, I’ll try to make this easy on you.” Tom sat down and Tony faced Melissa. He took his hand and lightly ran the backs of his fingers over the outsides of her breasts. Tom could see her goose bumps from his position in the chair. He took Melissa’s hand from her side and brought it to her own mouth. Extending her index finger, he slipped it between her lips and moistened it with her own saliva. Then he took that finger and carefully brought it down to her left nipple and began caressing it with her wet digit. As he did this, Melissa felt herself get more and more aroused. She began this manipulation standing with her feet almost touching, now, as the heat was building in and around her, she couldn’t stop herself from widening her stance. Tom was trying not to look but he found himself drawn to the scene unfolding in front of him. His wife did look beautiful. Yes it was true she was being handled by another man, but she had a sexuality in her eyes that he hadn’t see in quite some time, and it was arousing him. Melissa noticed the growing bulge in his sweats, just as she had the first time. And it made it easier for what Tom began to do next. He took his hand and ran it down over her flat belly, between her legs. He slipped easily into her and made sure to point it out to her husband. “Oh my GOD is she wet Tommy, your wife is such the little slut. Being used like this and getting wet? Isn’t that terrible? She must love the idea of another man doing this to her.” Tom watched as Tony manipulated her sex, unable to do anything about it, and equally unable to control the stirring in his sweatpants. Tony removed his hand from Melissa and went to her husband. He slipped his moist fingers into Tom’s mouth, letting him taste his wife. Then, to insure Tom wouldn’t try anything while he was busy taking his wife, Tony tied Tom snugly back in his chair. He went back to Melissa and placed his hands on her shoulders, applying enough pressure for her to get the hint. Slowly, Melissa lay on the floor. Tony kneeled between her legs and placed his hands on the inside of each knee and slowly opened her legs, putting her in position to accept a cock inside of her. With little fanfare, Tony removed all his clothing, laid on top of Tom’s wife and slid his manhood into her. He pushed himself deeply into her and withdrew slowly. He took his time penetrating her in front of Tom so he could easily see what was happening. He drew himself out to the tip of his cock, then slowly pushed himself into her fully until his hips met her inner thighs. He kept the pace steady for a few moments, and then he began to speak to Melissa. “Oh God Melissa, you’re so fucking wet. You love this don’t you? Say it you slut, tell me you’re a slut and you love having another cock inside of you.” Melissa remained quiet, trying to remain composed even though she was on fire. Tony’s dick was sending pleasure through her whole body, even her face felt as if it was on fire. Tony increased his rhythm. “Melissa, say it. Talk to me. Tell me what I want to hear, what you want to say to me.” “Oh God, Tony. I’m such a fucking slut, I love your cock in me. YOUR cock, another man’s dick making me feel like a woman.” “Look at Tom and say it Sweets.” Melissa looked at her husband. “Tom, I love his cock, he’s so big, he’s making me feel sooo good. I’m sorry honey, but I love the feel of another man’s dick inside of me.” Tom believed she was saying this because Tony was pressuring her. Still, he couldn’t help but notice she looked aroused, very aroused in fact. Tony was now pumping quickly into Melissa and she was meeting his thrusts. “Melissa, you’re so hot, so wet and sexy. Your sexy body is gonna make me cum again. Tell me where you want it baby, say it.” “Oh my God Tony, shoot it in me. Fill me with your cum. Shoot it inside of me, I want to feel it.” “No Melissa!” Tom screamed. She shot him a dazed look. She was in the full throes of passion now. He could see it in her eyes. “Oh Goodddddd!!!” Tom tensed up and Tom could see him beginning to pump his cum into his beautiful wife. What shocked him more, however, was he saw Melissa also tense up and hold her breath. She let it out in one passionate exhalation. “Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh oh my God MY GOD MY GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” Oh God, Oh God…OHHHHHHH GODDDDDDDDD!!!” Tom’s mouth literally dropped open as he watched his wife orgasm with another man inside of her. For the moment, his erection had shrunk back down. Watching his wife cum at the same time with another man, something they never shared together, made him jealous. Tony lay on Melissa, still inside of her, and began to passionately kiss her neck, her shoulders, her breasts. “THAT, was incredible baby. You never had it so good did you? Don’t worry, I won’t make you say it—yet. But I could tell by your orgasm its been a while for you.” Melissa wasn’t able to look at her husband. She felt ashamed and satisfied at the same time. She wasn’t sure what feeling Tom would see from her eyes, so she avoided his glance. Tony slid easily from Melissa and helped her from the floor. “That sweetie will be the first of many orgasms for you.” Tom decided to try speaking up. “Please, you’ve had your fun. You have raped my wife and cum inside of her. I wish you’d just leave.” “Sorry no can do,” Tom replied, “I told you I will use every part of your wife. And I intend to. Besides, I don’t know many women that would cum from being raped. She liked it Tom. Face it. Your wife liked my dick in her pussy.” Tom said nothing. He couldn’t even look at Melissa. “I’m going to make a bite to eat, you lovers want anything? He said to both of them. “No.” Melissa said. “I want you to leave. We won’t call the cops, promise, if you leave right now.” “Now Tom, do I have to gag you again? I assume you’re not hungry either.” He motioned for Melissa to stand. He threw her white panties and watched her put them on. Then he guided her to Tom and sat her in his lap. “Gonna have to tie both of you up for just a bit. Wouldn’t want any funny business while I’m in the kitchen. He undid Tom’s hands and laid Melissa’s over his. Then he expertly tied both of their hands to the arm of the chair and went to the kitchen. Tom could feel the warmth coming from between his legs as she sat on his lap. He was aroused, but the position Tony tied them in put enough pressure on his crotch that an erection was difficult. He thought this was good, he didn’t want Melissa feeling that from him. He had to admit he was turned on by what he saw. Had Tony raped her, he would have been mortified. But something about they way they fucked in front of him made him believe that she wasn’t being forced too badly, and this turned him on. Unfortunately for both Melissa and Tom, things were about to get much worse. Aunt Gin pulled up in front of the house and offered her best apology to Miranda. “I’m so sorry honey. But you know as a psychiatrist, sometimes my patients really need me. They’re not as stable as we are, and it’s my job to make sure they get the help they need.” “It’s OK Aunt Gin,” Miranda replied, “maybe next weekend?” “Absolutely sweetie. I promise I’ll make it up to you. I’ll wait here to make sure you get in alright.” “Thanks Aunt Ginny, I love you.” “I love you too sweetheart. Say hi to your Mom and Dad for me.” “I will.” Miranda replied as she exited the van. She closed the door and hitched her backpack up more snugly on her shoulders. Aunt Ginny watched until Melissa opened the front door and waved back to her. She waved to the girl and drove off, terribly upset she had to cancel their weekend together, but her patients were some of the most depressed patients in the city, and her not being there for them could lead them down a path she didn’t want to think about. Tony had heard the van door slam. In the time it took for Miranda to get to the door, he had swiftly gagged the parents and pulled out the knife. He held it menacingly under Melissa’s throat. “Not a peep girlfriend, not a fucking peep or she’ll be in a world of hurt.” The walk from the curb to the front door of the Moore’s house was about 20 paces for an average adult, maybe 30 for Melissa. She watched Tom move into the foyer. She couldn’t see him but she figured he had placed himself in a position to be hidden when the front door opened. This had now gone terribly wrong, and Melissa was scared, no terrified for the first time. Miranda coming home wasn’t part of the plan. The plan was for Tony to break into her home and rape her in front of Tom. They had worked this idea out mostly during pillow talk after one of their marathon love making sessions. She was angry with Tom. Angry he never noticed her anymore, angry he didn’t make love much to her anymore, and angry that he seemed to consider her more of a roommate than his wife. She started seeing Tony as a way to satisfy that craving Tom was no longer interested in satisfying. But Tony had a kinky streak, a mean streak to some degree. It was his idea to stage the rape. They planned for almost 6 months. Tony had suggested it almost immediately after taking Melissa as his lover. And she had to admit, the idea turned her on. She loved Tom, but she wanted him to see another man pleasure her. Since she knew Tom would never approve of a threesome involving another man, she figured this was the only way. She had set up the trip for Miranda as a way to get her away from the house. But now, she was back. And Melissa was terrified. She had known Tony for almost 8 months, but she wasn’t sure she really knew him at all. Melissa opened the front door, blocking her view of Tony, and waved to her Aunt. She was disappointed, but she knew her Aunt’s work was important, and she didn’t want to interfere or complain too much. She closed the door and before she could lay her backpack down, Tony’s had was around her mouth, his knife terribly close to her throat. Melissa froze with fear. “Don’t speak Miranda. I won’t hurt you if you cooperate with me.” He stood behind her and pushed her forward, into the living room where her parents were still bound to the chair. Melissa froze when she saw Tony bring her daughter into the living room, knife held by her chin. “Well well, what a surprise. I didn’t know you had this planned too Melissa, this is just too sweet.” Tom quickly looked at his wife. “Planned? What the fuck was he talking about?” Melissa didn’t return his stare. She was fixed on the knife Tony was brandishing. She tried to grunt through the rag in her mouth, but all that could be heard was a muffled grunt. Miranda surveyed the situation. Her Mother was wearing only her panties, sitting on her father’s lap. He was in just his favorite sweatpants and they were bound to the chair. “Mom, Dad, what’s going on? Are you OK?” “Oh honey, they’re fine.” Tony answered for them. “I just finished with your Mother and she was wonderful. I think you might be even more special, however.” Melissa’s eyes widened. This was not part of the plan. No way was she going to let this fuck touch her little girl. Miranda was too terrified to speak. She saw the look in her Mother’s eyes and thought Tony would hurt her if she said anything more. Her Mom didn’t look hurt, but she looked very scared. Tony saw the look too. “Don’t worry Mom, I promise you right now I will not rape your precious little girl. But I will have some fun while I am here. She’s just too pretty to ignore.” He walked Miranda to the back of the couch and removed an extension cord to tie up Miranda. While he was tying her, he had a delicious idea. With no chair available, he laid Miranda on the floor and wrapped the extension cord around one of the legs of the couch, securing her there. He then went to the not-so-happy couple and untied them, keeping the knife n plain view in case they got any ideas about protecting their daughter. He undid the bonds and ordered Melissa to re tie her husband while he stood dangerously close with the knife. When he was tied, he took her, put her on the floor, and tied her to the chair with another easily obtained extension cord. Then he went into the kitchen and filled a plastic container with water. He put it in the microwave and turned it on. Melissa heard the familiar sound of the machine, unable to see it from the floor. She looked at her daughter. Miranda seemed calm. “She’s a lot stronger than I would be in this situation.” She thought. The microwave finished and Tony removed the scalding water with a hot pad. He walked it back into the living room. “I want to try a little experiment. It breaks down like this.” He said, looking directly at Miranda. “Now Miranda, were going to play a little game called 20 questions. I will ask you a question and you have to answer it, honestly. If I think for a minute you’re lying to me, I will pour this water right on your Mom’s stomach. Got it?” Miranda nodded slowly. “Good. Now I have to untie you, I would advise you that trying anything will leave you in a lot of pain, don’t challenge me.” Tony walked over to Melissa and undid her bonds. “Stand up girl.” He said. “Come here.” Melissa walked over to Tony. He stood behind her “Now, I want you to strip to your underwear.” Melissa shook her head violently. Still muffled by the gag. “Now listen, I told you I wouldn’t rape her and I will keep my promise. My dick will not touch her precious little body. But for my experiment to be realistic, she needs to be in her underwear. Do it Miranda, now!” Miranda took a small step away from Tony and pulled the t-shirt over her head. She was wearing a white bra. Tony looked down at the clasp in back and could see the tag. “34B, He thought, “very nice.” Next, she unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them off, stepping to the right to remove them from her feet. She had on a pair of black silk bikini panties. Tony was correct. She did have a few extra pounds, but at her age, gravity hadn’t begun the process of pulling that weight down to the Earth yet. Her youth had made it possible for the extra weight to position itself very firmly around her body. She looked cute. “Very nice sweetie.” Tony said. “You ready to answer my questions?” Miranda nodded “I didn’t hear you sweetie.” “Yes.” “Ok, remember, if you lie, I’ll know it. I don’t want to hurt your Mom, but I will. Do you understand?” “Yes.” “Good. First question. Have you ever kissed a boy?” She nodded again. “Miranda, your answers need to be audible.” “Yes.” “French kissed?” “Yes.” “Did you like it?” “It was OK.” Tony walked to where her Mother was sitting, and let just a small drip of water hit her stomach. Melissa jerked back in surprise. “I asked if you liked it, don’t fucking lie to me.” “Yes, alright, I liked it.” “Miranda, have you ever seen a boy’s dick?” “Yes.” She looked at her Mother, knowing this was going to hurt her. “I’m sorry Mom.” She said. “Don’t talk to her, talk to me. Now I need you to repeat my question in your reply. Miranda, have you ever seen a boy’s dick?” “Yes I have seen a boy’s dick.” “Did you touch it?” “Yes.” “Miranda, this is an important question. Did you put it in your mouth?” Miranda thought about how to answer this. She could lie, but she was mortified he would hurt her Mother. “Yes.” “Yes what Miranda.” Tom said impatiently. “Yes I put it in my mouth.” “Oh God this is too good. You’re very smart for being honest. Now, get on your knees.” Miranda kneeled at Tom’s feet. He quickly went to his box and got a medium sized dildo from it. He wasn’t sure how he would use it with Tom and Melissa, but now it’s purpose was clear. He came back and held the dildo out to Miranda. “Show me what you did to it.” Miranda looked at him in shock. “You can’t be serious?” Tom recognized the look immediately. “Miranda, do it. Put that dick in your mouth and show us how you sucked that boy’s cock, or do I have to do it for you?” Miranda took the plastic phallus and began sliding it in and out of her small mouth. Tom watched and was shocked. She certainly looked pretty experienced handling the fake dick, slowly pushing it in and out of her mouth. He felt his crotch stir. “Oh God no, not now!.” He screamed to himself. But it was too late. He watched his 18-yr old daughter, on her knees in her bra and panties, skillfully work the dildo into her mouth and couldn’t help but picture her doing that to some boy. He felt his own dick stiffen in his sweats. This time however, his erection didn’t go unnoticed. “Well well, what have we here?” Tom was shaken from his haze to notice Tony standing right in front of him. He lifted his foot and roughly pushed on Tom’s cock. “Looks like Daddy is getting a little hard-on watching this show. This experiment is panning out just like I had thought it would.” Melissa couldn’t believe her eyes. “That fucking bastard!” She thought. “Well, no point in hiding it anymore is there Dad?” Tony reached down and cut the sweats from Tom, exposing his erection to the room. Taking the Family Miranda looked at her father’s dick. It was larger than she had thought. Not that she thought about it a lot, but these kinds of things get discussed at slumber parties. “It’s ok Dad, I’m hard too.” Tony undid his pants and slipped them off. While Miranda was slightly interested in her Dad’s penis, Tony’s was enormous. Bigger than any dick she had ever seen. “Keep sucking Miranda.” He said to her. Miranda had momentarily stopped her oral display and began again when Tony admonished her. She couldn’t help but see both Tony and her father’s dick through the corner of her eye. Tony looked at Miranda. “Miranda, did the boy cum in your mouth?” She didn’t answer immediately. “Well? Answer me.” “Yes.” Melissa was shocked. She never thought her little girl was having sex. “That’s very very good. That will make this easier.” He walked over to Melissa and undid her hands. Making sure she saw the gleam of the blade. “Go untie your husband.” Melissa did as ordered, undoing her husband’s bounds. He instintively rubbed his wrists, trying to re-establish the circulation. Tony stood behind the kneeling Miranda and swiftly cut away her bra, freeing her breasts. “Please don’t hurt her Tony.” Melissa pleaded. “I told you I won’t, and I will keep my promise—as long as you do what you’re told. Tom, stand up and stand in front of your daughter.” “I will do no such thing.” Tom quickly replied. Tony took the knife and put it at the base of the back of her neck “You will do what you’re told, and you’ll do it now.” “Why are you doing this Tony, why?” Melissa asked. “Because I can bitch, that’s why. Tom, get your fat ass over here.” Tom stood and walked toward Miranda. He stopped about 3 feet from where she was kneeling. “Closer buddy-boy. I’ll tell you when to stop.” He had no idea what Tony had in mind, but he was scared. His erection had lost better than ¾ of its size since his girl’s oral demonstration. He took baby steps toward Miranda till his cock was approximately 8 inches from her face. “That’s good. Stop.” Tom breathed a small sigh of relief. He was sure Tony wouldn’t stop him till his cock was in his daughter’s mouth. “Good. Now Melissa, stand behind your husband.” Melissa took the position she was ordered, figuring it was not smart to argue with the man who held the tip of a knife against her daughter’s neck. “Ok Sweetums. Here’s the deal. You’re going to reach around your husband and stroke him till he cums. Your lovely Miranda will kneel, with her mouth open, and you will aim his cum into her mouth.” “Please Tony, don’t do this. I’m begging you.” Tony pushed the blade ever so slightly against Miranda’s neck. She moved forward more in shock than pain. He hadn’t even broken the skin. “OK OK OK!!! I’ll do it!!! Miranda, please forgive me, I’m so sorry.” “It’s OK Mom. I don’t want anyone to get hurt.” Melissa reached around and grasped her husbands cock. He was now soft, but she found that she had worked him to an erection in very little time. Soon, she was holding a rhythm that pleased Tony. “Miranda, hold your little mouth open nice and wide.” Tony panted. He was extremely hard, and Melissa knew from his voice that he was incredibly turned on. “Now Melissa, when he gets close, you better make damn sure it hits her tonsils. For each spurt that doesn’t go in her dirty little mouth, I will fuck her.” Miranda kept the pace up on her husbands dick, trying not to look at her daughter, kneeling on the floor like an animal. “God Melissa, I’m close.” Less than 3 seconds after that, Tom started to cum. The first spurt caught Melissa by surprise, but she was able to guide it between her daughter’s lips. There was no choice here, Melissa had to look at her daughters face in order to insure her husbands cum went into her mouth. She did not want Tony to touch her 18-yr old daughter. Tom’s hips bucked as he sent shot after shot into his daughters mouth. He was looking directly at her when he did this and it made his orgasm all that more powerful. To Be Continued….