****** Our Plaything by roxxygrrl_2000 ******
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Our Plaything


I watched as my mother critically surveyed her handiwork in the mirror, and
wiped at a little lipstick at the corners of her mouth. She felt me looking at
her, and gave me a small, knowing smile through her reflection.

She looked to her left. "Bring me a cigar wimp!" she demanded. I watched as my
father quickly chose one from the box on the dresser, and brought it to her. He
cut the end, and lit it for her. She blew a cloud of smoke in his face, and
dismissed him without a word. He offered me one too, and I accepted. I had
developed a liking for fine cigars, and found smoking them made me feel,
intensely erotic. It seemed ironic to me that my mother had only recently
allowed me to smoke. I was 15 years old now. Yet, she had allowed me to engage
in sexual activities for many years previous.

I looked my father over, through lowered lashes, as he lit my cigar. He really
could be quite pretty, dressed as a woman. He had fine, delicate features
naturally. The hormone injections, my mom had been giving him, only enhanced
that. He rarely needed to shave any more. What little hair there was, was fine,
and hard to see. If my mother had allowed him to properly make himself up. He
might have passed for a true female, anywhere. As it was, though. To further
his humiliation. She applied harsh, garish makeup. Making him look like a whore
with no fashion sense, and little money. She had him dress in cheap, slutty
outfits. Old, torn fishnet stockings. Hideous, pink crotchless panties, to
expose his pathetically small penis. His "clit" she laughingly called it. A
black lace bra. Much to large for his breast, that were just beginning to bud
from the hormone injections. My mother informed him. Hopefully he'd grow into
it.

I drew deeply on the cigar. Dismissing my father from my mind. I felt my pussy
twitch as I began to think of the night ahead. Six hung black studs for our
pleasure! Four of them I knew well. Oh! Very well indeed! The other two were
friends of theirs, and I always looked forward to meeting new friends. My hand
inadvertently crept under my panties, to my pussy. As I thought about those
beautiful studs. I felt growing moisture meet my searching fingers. I felt my
father watching me. I glared at him, and he averted his eyes back to the floor.
He knew this pussy wasn't for him! Oh. There had been times before when I was
younger. Learning, and experimenting. I had let him sample my young tender
body. When my mother found out. She severely reprimanded me, and threatened to
castrate him! She patiently informed me that under no circumstance was I ever
to allow him to fuck me. He wasn't worthy of it. If I wanted him to sooth my
pussy with his tongue, after I had enjoyed a real man. That was okay. Any cock
was preferable to his. I complained that there wasn't always someone around,
and I tired of dildos when there wasn't. She smiled, and hugged me. Laughing
that I was becoming more of a slut than she was! So that evening. She
introduced me to the wonderful world of canine sex. Saying that now I'd never
have to be without a warm cock for my enjoyment. Our Labrador was certainly
preferable to my father! So much bigger! So much better at it too!

The doorbell rang and my father scurried to answer it. Ah, finally! I stood,
and walked over to my mother. I leaned over her shoulder, and kissed her long
slender neck. Her lips found mine, and our tongues danced together. Her eyes
smiled into mine as I withdrew.

As we walked downstairs. The men seated already stood, and their eyes drank us
in hungrily. I knew my mother, and I made a striking pair. She with her flowing
blond hair. Warm, soft blue eyes. Covered by long natural lashes. All of this
beneath high arched, almost haughty eyebrows. Her succulent perfectly formed
38D breasts. Her slim 24" waist, followed by her long shapely legs, looking
regal atop her 6" spiked heels. I was her mirror image, just a younger,
slightly less developed copy.

This was a night for sex. Total and complete lust fulfillment. Both of use
enjoyed using my father for our amusement, and our plaything. Dominating him to
the utmost. Yet in the company of black men. We were reduced to submissive,
cock craving sluts! Willing to debase ourselves in anyway they wished, just for
the pleasure of their lust. So we were dressed for it. Shear bustier, with
straps and garters. Lace stockings and a flimsy silk thong.

Out of the corner of my eye. I could see my father. The tormented look of
humiliation, and shame as his young daughter and beautiful wife displayed
themselves for the men below. Was priceless.

We were introduced to the new comers. As I looked at the gorgeous men before
me. I'm sure the lust I felt had to be evident in my eyes. I was fairly
drooling with anticipation!

My father brought us all drinks. Mine a Pepsi. Another one of my mothers double
standards. The idle chitchat started. I didn't have the patience my mother had.
I took a cigarette from the coffee table. My father rushed to light it for me.
Ronnie, one of the new guys stood up, and took the lighter from him, pushing
him away. Standing before me, he lit my cigarette. Like I said. Not having the
patience of my mother. I placed my hand on the bulge in his pants. Smiling
shyly up at him. "Can I see?" I asked him.

"Sure," he grinned back. I unzipped his pants, and stuck my hand inside and
under his briefs. I felt the warm flesh of his cock, and began drawing it out
of his pants. When I had it all free. My breath caught in my throat. Staring at
it, I shakily took a hit on my cigarette. My God! It was enormous. Even soft it
had to be 8" So beautiful. Black and shiny. I had to see it hard! Had to taste
it! My eyes glazed over with lust. I slid off couch, and onto my knees. The
cigarette still between my fingers. I reached for his cock, and brought it to
my lips. Encircling the crown in my soft lips, I sucked it in. From far away. I
heard a moan escape my throat as more of his manhood filled my mouth. I heard
my mother chuckle and say something about the impatience of youth.

I love the feel of a soft cock growing hard in my mouth. I took his wonderful
tool deep to the base. Nuzzling his balls with my lips. His cock continued to
swell in my mouth. I made several swallowing actions to open my throat to allow
his cock to enter, not wanting to remove any as it grew. I was to conceited
thinking I could deep throat that monster! It grew, and grew, I was forced to
pull back off it as my gag reflex took over. As the cock came out of my mouth.
A gush of saliva ran over my chin, and a string of it connected from my lips to
the head. Looking at the cock in all its hard glory, I got dizzy. The head
itself had to be at least 2 inches long! It was so perfectly shaped!

I went to work back on his cock. "This young whore can really suck some dick."
I heard him tell his buddies. His words sent chills down my spine. Being talked
about in such a degrading manner, was music to me.

He pushed me away, and a whimper of longing escaped me as his cock left my warm
mouth. "Hold on a second, slut," he said. He began removing his clothes. My
father came over and picked them up, folding them. Waiting for him I could see
my mother with a cock in her mouth, and one in her hand. She didn't have much
patience either, it seemed!

Now naked. Ronnie pushed his cock back to my face. I licked and slurped along
the massive length of his black pole. Sucking gently on his balls, as my hand
unable to reach all the way around his fat cock, masturbated him. Using both
hands on him, I swallowed his cock once again. Gagging myself with wild abandon
on his manhood. I felt his cock tighten, and he grabbed my hair in his hands.
Driving his cock cruelly down my throat. His hot seed gushed down my throat.
Trying to swallow, I pulled back some. More gobs entered my throat. Oh! The
wonderful sweet, salty taste of sperm! I allowed some to run over my lips as
his cock left my mouth. Several last spurts striking my face. I looked up into
his eyes as I pushed the strings of cum back in my mouth, swallowing.

I looked over to see my mother on all fours. Her clothes discarded in a heap. A
fat black cock driving in her ass, another one filling her mouth. Her cheeks
billowing in and out as the guy uses her face as just another open hole. As I
watch. The guy using her ass moans, and drives himself deep in her. She screams
around the cock in her mouth as he empties his balls inside her. I continue to
watch as his cock pulls from her gaping hole. A river of semen pours from her
open ass. Removing her mouth from the cock. She yells at my father. "You
worthless wimp! Don't let this man's seed be wasted." She continues sucking as
my father licks the sperm from her while the men standing around laugh. I join
them.

I take the position my mother has. Getting on all fours. My pussy and ass
raised invitingly. Either, or both holes available. The other new guy, Derek.
Moves behind me. I look back at him over my shoulder. "Where do you want it
slut?" he asks. "Wherever you want to put it," I answer. "Just fuck me Please!
Fill me with your cock!"

"Gonna shove it in that tight little ass. How about that?"

"Yes. Oh yes!" I moan. My father comes over and hands him some lube.

"You do it old man," he orders.

I feel my father's fingers shaking as they smear lube on my anal opening.
"Mistress? May I be allowed to put some inside you?" He stutters.

" Go ahead, sissy," I reply. "Just don't take long about it!" I feel one of his
fingers go inside me, and the cool feel of the lube. Then a second finger.
"Enough!" I bark. "Now do this man, and thank him for fucking your daughter." I
look behind me as my father smears the huge cock with grease.

"Thank you sir, for fucking my daughter," he mumbles.

Derek pushes him away. Without warning. He impales me on his cock. I scream in
agony and lust as my insides are pushed open, his meat fills my bowels. I grunt
like an animal in pain with each thrust of his cock. Slowly my anal walls begin
to relax. His cock moves easier inside me now. Nasty sucking noises come from
behind me as his cock works in and out. My eyes roll upward as I feel my orgasm
building.

As my body shudders with my first orgasm. I see my mother facing me. Her hand
cups my chin, as her mouth opens for mine. We share the lingering taste of
Ronnie's cum as both of us are raped from behind by our black studs. The guy
behind her pulls free, and places his cock to our intertwined tongues, while
another takes his place. He releases his sperm to our open, thirsty mouths. We
share his seed between us, moaning with lust.

With a mighty thrust. Derek fills my now gaping hole with his semen. The warm
gooey spunk filling me, sends me into another orgasm. As he withdraws. I feel
my father lapping at my abused hole. I push outward, trying to expel as much as
I can. The little sissy has been working hard, I think to myself.

I seek out Ronnie. I see him sitting on the edge of the couch. Stroking that
beautiful cock of his. I crawl over to him, and pull myself up to his strong
chest. "Please fuck me," I whimper. "I have to have that wonderful cock in my
pussy. Please!" I whisper, my lips lightly brushing his.

He looks at me dispassionately. "Ya' know? I could really turn a little young
whore like you out. Make me some cash. I bet you'd be up for just about
anything huh?"

"Yes," I answer. "Anything. Anything you tell me. Just feed me that cock!" In
my lust. I meant it too.

He laid me on the floor, moving himself between my legs, I felt the huge
cockhead part my swollen labia. I gasped as it enters me. Forever, it seems.
His cock keeps moving deeper and deeper in me. A low animal moan escapes from
deep in my throat. The sound you only hear when your mind is elsewhere, and the
total sexual beast within has taken over.

I have opened my legs for a lot of men, but never have I had a cock sing to me
like that one inside me was doing now! From a million miles away. I could hear
myself screaming like a girl possessed. "Fuck me! Rape me! Make me your whore!
Knock me up with your black baby! Own me!"

Over and over I screamed. Most of the time dimly aware I wasn't making sense.
Drool running from the corners of my mouth. Sobbing uncontrollably. My legs
clenched around the small of his back. Fingernails digging into his flesh.
Eventually. The orgasms became just one long rolling wave of pleasure. Until I
passed out.

I came to. My mother with her face buried against my peach fuzz covered mound.
Her tongue gently licking my sore, swollen lips. The men sitting around,
watching the show. She moved up above me. Her tongue seeking mine. The taste of
Ronnie, and myself on her. I greedily sucked her tongue into my mouth.

The night wore on. My mother and I servicing the virile, potent studs, until
they tired. Once during the evening. Several of the guys took me into the
bathroom to use my services there, but that's another story.

I made a date with Ronnie to go out some night, and have him whore me out. My
mother. Being the protective parent she is. Insisted that she be allowed to go
along. Protective hell! Greedy more like it! Maybe we can get a better price as
a duo?

Enjoying another cigar. I sit back and watch as my mother has my father lick
and suck the spent semen form her holes. We discuss the night's events around
him as he does his duty. She asks if I want his services. I decline. Saying his
tongue is about as useless as his penis. I giggle to myself, thinking how lucky
our plaything is to have such a loving wife and daughter.

Well. That's all for now.

Beth

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