Moms mistake SeXStoRY

Part 1 Mom's Mistake Even though Sharons my mom, the famous bitch deserved everything that happened to her and more. She had built a world wide following as "Sharon with Tits out" on the internet at http://xhamster.com/user/SharonwithTitsout and was resposible for huge volumes of cum being spilled all over the world daily as i saw when she showed me some of her fans jerking off for her or sending her back pictures of her face and Tits coated in cum Things were fine as long as I fucked her regularly every morning, again when I got home from school and finally at bedtime so she could sl**p well, at least that's what she claimed. Now don't get me wrong, mom the 54 yr old cunt, (Tits as she demands to be called) is built like a brick shithouse, gives great head, loves to swallow, and takes it up the ass like a queen. Not only that she has a couple of lady friends who go both ways and I've had plenty of fun in threesomes involving mom and one or the other of her bisexual buddies. Things began to get weird when I started seeing Honey. She was a senior in high school, a couple of years older than me, but hot for the kind of cock that I could and did provide. She was built like mom, only firmer. You could balance water glasses on her tits and bounce quarters off her ass. She had a cunt that felt like it was made of velvet when you first put it in, and then turned into butter once she opened up so I could really put the wood to her. She was still learning how to suck, but she loved to swallow. Like mom she loved to lick and suck my balls, but unlike mom, she also loved to do my asshole with her tongue and mouth. The more time I spent with Honey, the less time I had to take care of mom's needs which could be described as constant. She would be happy to let me spend the entire day fucking and sucking her to one climax after another. I have to admit that she trained me to be one of the best pussy eaters in the state, maybe the country. Not only was I good at it, I liked to go down on women, no matter if they were shaved smooth or had a a patch as wild and untamed as a jungle. Mom kept hers trimmed, I guess she wanted to look as real as possible to those who used that cunt. Honey on the other hand let her bush grow wild. Well one thing led to another and mom finally decreed that Honey was off limits to me until I learned that she came first when it came to fucking. That did not sit well with either Honey or me and so we hatched a plan to make Tits change her mind. There was a three day weekend coming up. With some help from a few friends, both male and female, we k**napped mom and got her out to a very secluded mountain cabin where we proceeded to show her the error of her ways. That night while Honey and I fucked each other silly, Honey's two best buds and a pair of my good buddies kept Tits entertained. They fucked her in every hole over and over. Young guys can go all night with the right kind of woman and to them, mom looked like the internet star she was. The ladies took over when the guys needed a break. They both were pretty good at using a strap-on and sure did a good job of stirring up all the cum that had been squirted into her cunt and asshole. Mom ate pussy and sucked cock almost continuously for nearly ten hours. When Honey and I took over the next morning, the four of them dragged themselves to bed for some sl**p, once they'd helped me string up mom from one of the beams in the cabin.We hung Tits in an appropriate manner we thought ..by her Tits, with her ankles tied to the opposite end legs of the kitchen table. Up until then she thought she'd died and gone to heaven despite the fact that we kept her tied up the entire time. It took a while for her to realize that she really had gone to hell.The sexy "Sharon with Tits out" wasnt going to be online tonite "teasin the boys" as she used to say. Before tearing into her I asked Tits if she wanted to change her mind about not letting me and Honey get together any more. " You will do as I say, I'm your mother, and don't you forget that, you ungrateful boy!" Those were not the words I wanted to hear. Mom was totally vulnerable, hanging from her bound Tits, her legs spread apart and anchored to the heavy wooden table legs. I sighed and sank my fist into her soft belly. Then I pivoted to smash my other fist into her cunt. Her initial grunt turned into a choking gasp. I stepped back, then moved in to deliver a combinination to her 36C tits, smashing those fun bags flat. Her eyes got real big and it looked as if they were going to pop right out of their sockets. I gave her a couple more to the belly and she brought up yesterday's lunch and part of breakfast as well. Honey and I let her think about things while we ate an early lunch. When we returned mom promised that once this little scene was over she'd see Honey, our friends and even me in jail. It sure sounded like she meant business. This was all out of hand. It was Honey who made the call. "Let's see what kind of threats she makes after we get done with her this weekend. From here on out the only time she opens her mouth is to suck cock or eat pussy." Mom spit at Honey and paid the price almost immediately. My girlfriend raked her swollen tits from top to bottom with her fingernails, leaving four trails of bl**d behind on each of them. Tits let out a yell that hurt my ears and so I shut her up in mid-scream, driving my fists into her gut and cunt until her face took on a bluish tint and nothing came out of her except a high pitched wheezing sound as she tried to get some air. "Looks like we have two days and nights to convince your mother that she made a serious mistake in trying to keep us apart." Honey said as she checked her bl**d-stained nails to make sure none were broken. Mom offered little resistance when her mouth was stuffed with the by now ripe smelling, Ladies panties and mens briefs we were wearing and then taped shut. Honey checked out the gag by sinking her fingernails into the pebbled flesh surrounding mom's hard nipples. Her screaming wasn't loud enough to wake the gang sl**ping in the next room. We both nodded and smiled. "I saw some willow bushes by the cabin. Let's cut some and soak them in water. They'll really cut her up once they get nice and wet. For now you can use your belt and..." Honey stopped talking and a big grin broke over her face. She pointed toward the corner of the room and said, " Forget about the belt, look what's over there, it's perfect." She was right. Propped up in the corner was a fishing rod, the kind designed for catching trout, long and extremely flexible. I could imagine what kind of damage that could do to flesh and for the next few hours we used it to make sure that no part of mom's naked body missed being cut by this vicious weapon. We took turns slashing her skin to ribbons, whipping her until our arms got tired and then resting up while the other took a turn at removing some skin. While we worked on my stubborn mother, a half dozen or so willow switches were soaking in a pail of water. Honey figured that the others would probably like to have at my mom without waiting for their turn to use the rod.One of the guys suggested we take some pictures of Tits in this condition for her fans to enjoy on her nightly updates. Mom was out cold again, the third time in less than an hour. We were now going over her for the second time, opening the original wounds and drawing more bl**d, as we searched for fresh portions of skin to cut up. I had just started to whip the crack of her ass, flicking the rod down and trying to bury its metal tip between her swollen, bleeding cheeks. I'd managed to land two perfect hits in a row when she shuddered and went limp once more. I was so angry at her disturbing my fun that I picked out a spot on her ass and whipped it hard and fast until my arm hurt. There was no doubt that for the rest of her life she would have a deep scar to remember me by. Honey slapped Tits across the face over and over, but was unable to bring her out of it. She went to the refrigerator and returned with a long narrow-necked bottle of beer which she jammed into mom's cunt. Mom hardly made a sound. Honey gave it to her again, harder this time. Still there was no reaction. So she grabbed the bottle by the neck and began to club mom's gorgeous tits with it. I winced at the damage that heavy weapon was doing to her Breasts, but she remained in a stupor. At this point I began to worry that we'd gone too far, and stepped in to stop Honey from doing any further damage. Sharon was still breathing and didn't seem to be in any obvious life threatening trouble.I suggested that Honey and I take a fuck break so Tits could have some time to recover. She grinned and said, " Great idea, we haven't done it since last night. You know I need it a lot more often than that." So we did the nasty on the couch, leaving mom's bleeding body still swinging on the rope that held her suspended by her tortured, helpless Breasts. We went at it for over an hour and by the time she made me say "uncle", I'd dumped two big loads of boiling cum; one deep inside her hot,juicy snatch and the other all over her hard nippled tits. Honey was such a cum slut that she started licking my load off her perky tits, nearly getting me back into the mood for another go at her. Instead we went back to check on "Tits", as Honey started calling her.There was something arousing and respectful in my stacked girlfriend calling my Mom, Tits She was awake and struggling weakly to free herself from the tight ropes biting into her Tits. Honey picked up the fishing rod and gave her a few cuts across the belly and then concentrated on decorating Sharon's cunt with some fresh welts and cuts. I decided to see what effect the willow switches would have on my mom. I started on the backs of her thighs and worked down to her beautiful calves to her ankles leaving a trail of narrow welts on her once incredibly magnicent, and perfect, by Honeys own admission,Legs. By then Honey was getting bored, there weren't too many places that were left to chop up. She had a strange look on her face that I'd never seen before. She gave me a thin-lipped smile and said, " I want to burn her." Things were getting very very serious now. I wasn't sure that we should take the next step, so I pulled the tape away and yanked the now washed in Moms saliva underwear gag from Mom's mouth. " You miserable bastards are all going to prison for twenty years for what you've done to me. There is no way you little pricks are going to get away with this!" I got a little weak in the knees when I heard her harsh threats. This was not what I had expected to hear from her. I glanced over at Honey and shrugged as I said, " Guess you can start burning her now. I gave her a chance, and she just blew it." I nearly lifted mom about a foot when I kicked her in the cunt. All the air went out of her and she retched some bad-smelling stuff up from her belly. Gagging and taping her mouth shut was no problem this time. She'd stay gagged until someone wanted their cock or pussy sucked. Honey lit up a cigarette and puffed on it to create a glowing coal at its tip. I turned away and went outside for some air. After a long walk to think about things, I went back to the cabin. Honey had pulled up a chair and was seated between mom's spread thighs. Tits was grunting through her gag and squirming. I got closer to take a look at what was going on. Damned if Honey hadn't got her hand all the way up mom's cunt. In fact she had part of her arm inside as well. She looked up at me with a shit-eating grin, pulled her arm out until only her clenched fist was stretching Sharon's cunt and then rammed it home, bringing another loud grunt from her. It took a few moments to realize that a ring of burnt skin was now circling mom's swollen lipped cunt. I guess Honey had finally gotten tired of cooking up the cunt as she said, and had decided to fist fuck her. It sure looked like a lot of fun and I was eager to take a turn on the once great "Sharon with Tits out". We must have fisted her for at least a couple of hours, and I'm sure we put a permanent tilt in her baby making parts from all the times we touched bottom. Toward the end we used her innards like a punching bag and drubbed her until there was nothing left to puke up. She sure looked funny with puke shooting out of her nostrils every few minutes. A couple of times I had to remove the gag so she wouldn't ckoke in her own vomit. Honey even tried to get her hand up Mom's asshole, but it was no go. She insisted that before the weekend ended she'd be up to her elbow in mom's shitter. Based on what I'd seen so far, there was no way I'd bet against her. She planned to start stretching mom's asshole as soon as the rest of the gang was available to assist her. To while away the time before every one else woke up, we worked out on the couch again. It was way past noon when our four friends finally stumbled out of bed and started looking for food. The guys checked out the new marks on Tits and grinned when they saw how raw and open her dripping cunt was. " You two must have hammered that whore's hole for hours to get it into that kind of shape", one of the guys commented as he squeezed Sharon's big tits and started to nibble on her nipples. "Damned if she don't like that!" he exclaimed when he realized how stiff mom's nips had gotten. " Man, we have just got to make sure that she'll shut up about what's been happening up here. I sure hate to think I'll never be fucking this cunt or that tight asshole again." The others laughed and nodded in agreement. As soon as everyone finished chowing down, we went back to work on the now frail and helpless Tits. This time the girls took turns using the fishing rod on her, concentrating on mom's big jugs, rounded ass and swollen pussy. After nearly an hour of nonstop slashing and trashing mom looked like she was wearing a red two piece bathing suit, the full cut kind; no bikini for this lady of leisure. She'd been out cold for some time, but nobody seemed to notice since the gag did such a great job of muffling her screams. Honey lit up a cigarette, I sure wished she'd stop smoking, and tried to wake Tits up for even more punishment. Honey grabbed her cigarette and burned both her nipples two or three times but mom stayed out of it. The stench of seared nipple meat was making us kind of sick. Honey frowned and got around to the other side of our weekend guest. We moved so we could watch what she would do next. My girlfriend pulled one of mom's ass cheeks to the side with one hand then jammed the lit cigarette straight into mom's shredded asshole until Tits woke up screaming. Even with the gag she was easy to hear. Honey grinned evily and stepped away to watch Tits shiver and quiver as the pain ripped through her asshole. Man, that was gross, and the smell was enough to make you puke. Holding my nose I headed for the door and some fresh air. The others quickly followed my lead. We milled around outside the cabin, and were soon joined by Honey. As we waited for the stink of burning shitter to go away we discussed what to do to mom next. Beating her didn't seem to be the answer, although the guys did get excited about using her for a punching bag, the heavy kind that are built to take your best shot. I was worried that a few too many shots might just damage or even kill mom, not a good thought. Then Honey came up with a neat idea. "Let's stake the bitch out in the sun and let her work on her tan. The girls didn't think much of that idea until Honey suggested that while Meat was slowly being broiled by the hot sun, we could be doing other things to her naked body as well. After kicking around a few ideas for making my mom's life even more miserable, we cut her down and watching in amazement as what should have been wrecked Tits bounced back into descent shape. We retreived her from the cabin and staked her out in the sun. One of the guys suggested that we put splinters under her finger nails and set them on fire. He'd read about this somewhere and thought it would be a neat thing to do. Naturally Honey went him one step further. "Why don't we yank her toenails out one by one until she gets with the program?" Everyone thought that was pretty ugly, so ugly it just might work. One of the girls wanted to build a fire by Tits and brand her until she gave up to us. That wasn't a bad idea since if we were careful the marks wouldn't show unless she wore a bikini or was naked. If she was naked it would probably be because she was putting out for us or some other friends of ours. Everyone thought that it would be neat to brand her as our property once she decided to be our slave. The guys wanted to take a few turns fucking mom before she got too burned from the sun. So while they fucked her to a frazzle, "ramming the meat to Meat" was their running gag, the girls amused themselves by either having Tits suck their pussies or they squatted over her face and let fly, almost drowning her in their piss. The guys complained bitterly about the smell and getting splattered while they were stretching her cunt, but no fights broke out. Of course Honey always had to top everyone; she squatted and spread her ass cheeks, and said. "O.K. you hard ass, get that tongue out and make sure you clean out every bit of shit from my asshole." The guy fucking her grimaced when he realized what Tits was going to have to do. We put three loads of cum into mom before Honey was satisfied with the job that Tits had done. By mid-afternoon mom had turned a bright shade of red, and her tongue was hanging out from lack of water. There was a pool of stale cum drying out almost as fast as it oozed from her raw twat. One of the guys who had just finished nailing her for the third time today said, "Gee, I hope your mom is on the pill because we sure pumped her full of cum last night and now again today." I laughed at this comment. I'd been porking mom at least three times a day for years with no problem. If she could handle that, she could handle anything these guys could dump into her. Everyone was so busy fucking and humiliating Tits that none of these great ideas were tried out on her during the long afternoon. Midway through that very hot afternoon we turned Tits over so her backside could get some rays as well. Naturally the guys tried out her asshole again, now that it was available. The girls continued to entertain themselves by making her service their cunts with her tongue and mouth when they weren't coating her face and hair with recycled beer. We did however decide that tomorrow we were going to brand Sharon until she either agreed to become our sex slave, or there wasn't any place left to put a mark. I'd told her that just before we untied her and dragged her back into the cabin for some more heavy duty fucking and torture just to pass the time away. We made her swallow a handful of uppers to keep her awake while we rested up for the last day of her little vacation in the woods. Honey, as usual, had taken charge of the festivities. Mom's lobster-colored body was bent over a barrel, arms and legs securely roped to the splintery wood. Honey was lubing her blistered asshole, preparing to work her fist deep into Mom's bowels as she had promised. Everyone else was standing around waiting for the action to get started. It only took Honey about ten minutes to get her hand up into mom's asshole. She took her time closing it into a fist and once this was done, she gave us a wicked look and began pushing her arm forward, sinking about an inch into Mom's sore asshole. Tits grunted and began to sob. She was just beginning to realize what was in store for her sorry ass.There cunt, now ur "Sharon with Ass out" arent you whore? one one of the guys couldnt help proclaiming Sharon's asshole proved to be a tough opponent for Honey, but she persisted and inch by agonizing inch she moved her fist deeper into my mom's tender shitter. Tits began to struggle frantically, but to no avail, Honey just kept up the pressure and Mom's asshole began to cave in. Honey paused for a minute or two, holding her ground against the pressure that Mom's colon was offering. Then she took a deep breath and thrust her fist forward, parting the tight tube of flesh that still resisted her invasion, but had begun to lose its strength, overcome by the exhausting f***e that Honey steadily applied. The once proud Sharon with Tits out burst into tears and her body was wracked by the intensity of her destruction as her asshole gave it up to Honey's fist. We all cheered when Honey's elbow approached the space between Meat's cheeks. She had done it, just as she promised. Then Honey moved her other hand into mom's cunt and let out a whoop. "The bitch is soaking! This cunt loves it! She loves having my fist deep inside her miserable ass. Say it bitch! Say it or I'll pull out and start all over and this time I won't stop until you're bleeding like a stuck pig!" Honey snorted and tried to rotate her fist within Sharon's asshole, bringing a shrill cry from her. "You'll probably cream all over my arm as I split you open. You are so fake!" Honey screamed. We were just blown away by what Honey had discovered. Mom was into pain and humiliation in a big way, but she had been unwilling or unable to give up that information to us. Her threats had been bogus, just a trick to make sure that she got the kind of treatment that she wanted. Deep down Mom was afraid to give herself up to us, fearing what might finally happen to her if she became the sex and pain slave of half a dozen oversexed teens. Well, we were damned sure going to make her pay for putting us on in such a big way. One thing was for sure,she was riding home in the trunk of the car, in a closed bag filled with our piss and shit. If there was enough time when we got her back to my place she was going to get another good going over. I made a mental note to make sure that the fishing rod came back with us. Between then and now Tits was going to start learning just what being the group's sex and pain slave was all about. I looked over at my girlfriend, Honey, happy that we would be together for as long as we wanted to be, and said to the group, "Who wants to fist fuck Sharon's asshole first? We've got all night and most of tomorrow to do anything we want to this pig." Five hands went up in the air. I looked over at the new group slave and the little smile on her face told me that like they say in fairy tales, "We would live happily ever after".