Open Door Policy 25

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Open Door Policy, Ch. 25
by DirtyMindedMom

I closed the bedroom door, yanked down my son’s pants, and grabbed his cock. Even though I had sucked him off that morning before he went to school, it felt like it had been forever since I last touched it. He was hard in a matter of seconds. I stroked his thick stiffness as I kissed him passionately on the lips. His hands groped my ass, then my tits. If he threw me down on the mattress and tried to fuck me right then I wouldn’t have been able to resist him.

“Just so you know,” I said breathlessly, trying to keep my voice low so no one else in the apartment could hear, “Valerie’s mom has a gorgeous pussy.”

Gary pulled back and gave me a look. “And how do you know that?”

“While we were masturbating on the sofa together this afternoon, she spread her legs nice and wide and gave me a wonderful view of her cunt.”

“You two jerked off with each other?” Gary’s hand plunged down the front of my pants, his finger easily finding its way into my moist crease. “What the fuck, Mom? My girlfriend isn’t enough, now you have to go for her mother? What’s next?”

“Her brother.”

His finger pushed up inside me. “You’re kidding, right?”

“Vera’s mom wants your cock, and I want to fuck Cris. We played with our cunts and talked about all the nasty things we’d do with the two of you.” From the way Gary was thrusting his cock into my hand I could tell he was already getting close.

“You are unreal. How fucked up is it that the horniest slut I know is my own mother?”

“It’s not my fault. I need a cock inside me.” I paused, giving him a chance to offer his own penis to fulfill my mounting needs. “Will you do it?”

“Do what?”

I wasn’t sure for a second what I was really asking for. I forced my mind back on the right track.

“Will you fuck Vera so I can fuck Cris?”

“I’m up for it, but what about Valerie?” The pad of his finger was hitting just the right spot up inside me. It was amazing how good he’d become at getting me off in the span of just a few months. He was far better than his useless father was after twenty years of practice.

“Shit, I didn’t even think of her.” We were both having trouble concentrating on the conversation as we frantically worked each other to the brink. “Tell her to sneak over to our room tonight. I want to watch you two fuck.” I pumped his cock faster. “I want to see you shove this sexy hunk of meat in that bald little twat of hers. Then I want you to both eat my horny fucking cunt out together.”

That did it for Gary. The cum fired out of his cock onto my shirt and belly as we stood there in the bedroom desperately stroking one another.

“Oh, fuck, Mom, yes!”

Trails of semen tickled my skin as they slithered down into my panties.

“After that, she’ll be in a receptive mood, and then we’ll talk to her and see if she’ll agree to letting us fuck her family.”

“You devious pervert.” The palm of his hand was grinding against my hard clit. I was right there.

Thoughts of what I was going to see and do later that night sparked me off. My knees went weak and I might have dropped to the floor if my son hadn’t been holding me up by the crotch. My sudden weight drove his finger in deeper and amped up my orgasm to the next level. I’d already cum half a dozen times that day, but the sensation was no less diminished for all the stimulation I’d already enjoyed earlier. “Fuuuuck, that was good.”

We kissed for a while longer. Gary massaged my inner wetness, and I milked a little more from his manly tool. Finally, knowing we had been closed up in our room long enough for it to be suspicious, I leaned down and sucked the head of his cum-smeared cock clean. He did the same with the lady goo that was coating his fingers. We then changed into clean clothes. He went out first, then I followed a few minutes later.

Gary hadn’t explicitly agreed to my plan, but I knew he was on-board. Now all we had to do was convince Valerie to go along with this shamefully sick plan of ours.

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Later that evening, I stood in my room listening at my door. I had on a light white tank top, and a pair of flimsy pajama shorts that I had pulled up a little higher than they should have been. No bra. No panties. Gary was on the bed doing something on his phone, occasionally looking up at me and shaking his head with a smirk. I picked up the sound of teeth being brushed a few steps away in the bathroom. That was my cue. I pinched both my nipples good and hard and waited another few seconds before stepping out and heading that way.

“Oops!” I said in feigned surprise as I walked in on Cris standing in front of the sink in nothing but a pair of boxers. I praised the warm weather and lack of air conditioning for the sight I was being treated to as well as for the excuse of being as scantily clad as I was. “Sorry, hon, I thought maybe I left my bra in here. Do you mind if I check?”

His eyes involuntarily darted to my chest, no doubt noticing my stiff nips poking up. Cris just shook his head and looked away. He continued brushing slowly as I squeezed past him, putting my hand on his hip as I did. I pretended to look around for my bra, bending down to check behind the toilet at one point. Even if he didn’t turn and take a peek at my cheeks, he’d be able to see them reflected in the mirror.

“Where the heck did I leave it?” I grumbled. “You boys are so lucky. You only have to keep track of half the amount of underwear that we do, and you don’t have to worry about having boobs that flop around all over the place.” I jiggled my tits a little to accentuate my point. The toothbrush stopped in mid-stroke. “Aren’t you glad you don’t have boobs like this to deal with?”

“uhhh…uh huh…” he agreed with a mouthful of minty foam as he watched me in the mirror.

I leaned around his side, looking down and making sure my breasts pressed against him. “Of course, we girls don’t have to worry about getting big bulges in our underwear like you boys do.” I patted him on the shoulder. “G’night, Cris. Sweet dreams.”

I put a little extra wiggle in my walk as I left, hoping he was watching me as I went. Once safely in my room, I was tempted to jump on Gary, but I wanted us to both save ourselves for Valerie’s visit later that night. Instead, I wondered if my little act had been enough to plant some nasty thoughts in Cris’s head. Thoughts that maybe he was beating off to at that very moment.

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I was too excited to sleep, so I was awake to hear Valerie slipping into our room. There was just enough light for her to find her way to Gary on his air mattress. I was barely able to make out the two of them shedding what little they had on. The sound of kissing and bare skin rubbing against skin had my pussy fluttering as I pulled off my top and shorts.

“Suck my tits,” Valerie whispered.

I heard suckling noises and wanted to join in, but I felt I should at least wait until I was invited. I played with my own tits and was grateful that my son allowed me to be a part of his sex life in such an intimate way. I lightly stroked my pussy, trying not to touch anything that would bring me off too soon.

“I need to fuck you so bad,” Gary murmured. I imagined he was saying those words to me.

The bedside light flicked on and I was able to see the naked bodies of two horny teens entwined an arm’s length away. It was a delectable view. Valerie held a condom pack out to me.

“Can you put it on for us?”

That was my invitation. I gave my clit a parting tap and took the condom. “You two should get up here on the mattress, it’ll be quieter.” They got onto the bed with me, trying not to make too much noise. I opened the little packet and pulled out the disk of thin rubber that was all that stood between me and a grandchild.

“Wait,” Valerie said before I could put it on. “Can I see you suck it first?”

I was more than happy to give her a quick suck show. I went down on my son in front of his girlfriend as she rubbed her fist over her mound. She snuggled up to Gary and nibbled his ear lobe.

“Your mom is totally sucking your cock, right now. That is so fucking nasty.”

They kissed and I continued loving my boy’s generous erection with my mouth. I knew he was eager to fuck, and I was eager to see him fuck, so this only went on for another minute or so before I pulled myself away and rolled to condom down the considerable length of his shaft.

“There you go,” I said. “Now get that pussy over here and give this cock the fucking it deserves.”

Valerie moved on top of my son. I held his cock upright while she lowered herself onto it. I watched with envious fascination as he disappeared inside her inch by glorious inch. My hand was forced out of the way as she took him all in. I contented myself with tickling his balls as they began fucking.

Gary’s hands were on her hips. She was ready to ride him like a prize bull, but he held her steady and moderated her movements. I was proud of how he had already learned to appreciate the pleasure you could get from taking your time instead of just racing for the finish line of orgasm like most boys his age would do. Valerie might not get it yet, but she would when her next boyfriend gets off in three pumps then goes to sleep.

I was mesmerized by the erotic union taking place only inches from my face. Her body lowered, sheathing my boy’s cock deep into her pussy. Her lips were tight around his shaft. I could almost feel him inside of me as I watching him fill her up. She lifted up. Her cunt clung to him as his cock was slowly unveiled to me once more. It would have looked so much better without the necessary evil of the condom. I fondled Gary’s balls as Valerie’s pussy repeated that scene over and over again for the next several minutes.

“You like that, Mrs. Harden? I know you do. I know how much you like watching me fuck your son’s big cock with my horny pussy. You want this, don’t you?”

“Mmm, yes, you lucky little bitch. Ride that beautiful cock for me.”

“This is so fucking sick,” she moaned as she bottomed out and bounced right back up to do it again.

I prayed that her brother and mother were asleep in the next room and not hearing all of this. I didn’t want anything to derail my seduction plans I had for them. If I was able to control my urges to any degree, I wouldn’t even be doing this. As it was, I jammed my dildo into my pussy and enjoyed the teen sex show playing out on my bed in front of me.

I wasn’t a stranger to porn while I’d been married. My dirtbag husband would occasionally bring home a dirty VHS movie back when that was a thing. I pretended it was all beneath me, but I was very intrigued by it all. I was never brave enough to go to the video store and rent one for myself. The weird thing that I did do was agree to make a homemade sex tape and then sometimes watch it alone. I felt ridiculous masturbating to myself having sex, but it was the closest thing to porn I had. Then the internet came along.

It was only a once-in-a-while thing for me, but I loved the thrill of those evenings when I had the house to myself and I was able to log on and watch whatever filthy thing I could think of. I would sit in front of the computer and fuck myself to all sorts of nasty sex, on edge the whole time worried about someone coming home unexpectedly. The fear of getting caught only added to the excitement of it all. In all that time, I never anticipated that one day I’d be getting myself off to what was basically live porn featuring my own son.

“Fuck that cock, you horny slut,” I growled. “Make my son’s cock cum with that tight cunt of yours.”

“Oh, fuck, yeees…” was all she could say in response as she humped faster. She was an animal in heat, the only thing that drove her were the primal urges. Her body demanded satisfaction. The poor girl had no choice, she had to fuck. And so did I. If I didn’t have the self-control that maturity brings, I would have pushed her aside and taken that magnificent cock for myself. I was able to stave off this impulse by repeatedly plunging my dildo into my pussy and imagining it was my son’s cock pounding into me.

I lay down alongside Gary with one hand on Valerie’s butt, feeling the motion of their increasingly urgent lovemaking. I pressed my vulva against his hip. It felt good, but it wasn’t enough. I wanted more of him. More of her. I wanted to be a part of them and what they were doing.

“You look so sexy when you fuck,” I whispered into my boy’s ear. “It feels nice, doesn’t it? Having a hot pussy wrapped around your cock?” I kissed his neck.

“So good, Mom.”

Valerie’s hand found one of my tits and she grasped at it roughly. Her fingers dug into my soft flesh, but the pain was nothing more than a show of how much she wanted to include me in their sex.

“You want this, don’t you, Mrs. Harden? What I have. You want to fuck your own son. You want his cock up inside you. Go ahead and admit it. You want him to cum in your cunt the way he does in mine.”

I couldn’t deny any part of what she said. “I do,” I whispered, ashamed to admit it to myself as much as out loud to her. “My son’s cock makes me so horny.”

She leaned down and kissed me, then moved to Gary, then back to me. Valerie then pushed my head toward my son. I didn’t know if he was willing to kiss me in front of his girlfriend. Sucking his cock was one thing, but letting her in on just how intimate we could be with each other was another. Gary brought his lips to mine. After a few soft, chaste kisses, his tongue pushed into my mouth. I responded in kind. Just like that I was passionately making out with my son as he fucked his girl.

“Oooh, fuck that’s hot. This is so freaking kinky.” Valerie sat up without missing a beat on Gary’s cock and reached down between my legs. I opened up and let her slip a couple fingers inside me. “So fucking kinky…I love it.”

For the next several minutes we fucked, and fingered, and kissed, and sucked. My pussy, Valerie’s tits, Gary’s cock, lips, nipples, asses, balls, and cunts. It was a blur of flesh and pleasure. Pleasure like you couldn’t get alone. Pleasure like you couldn’t get with only one other person. The totality of our ecstasy was well beyond the sum of our parts.

Valerie was the first to give in. “I’m going to cum,” she moaned.

Gary let my tit drop from his mouth. “Me, too…”

I quickly moved around behind them. Valerie leaned forward to give me a better view. I then pushed her ample ass cheeks apart so I could get an even better view. I could see it all. My son’s cock pounded up into her pussy as she bounced in rhythm with his thrusts. There was a creamy froth circling the point where he entered her again and again. Valerie’s cute pucker tightened each time Gary drove himself home inside her. It was a magnificent sight to behold for this proud mother.

“Aahhh, fuuuuck,” Valerie hissed, tamping down on the scream she so obviously wanted to let out. Her asshole flexed rapidly, hinting at the convulsions that were taking hold of her pussy.

Gary pushed up, lifting his girlfriend off the mattress with him, and grunted through gritted teeth. His hands gripped her hips and I could almost feel him cumming inside me as I watched him strain. The two of them relaxed suddenly, their bodies sated for the moment. I snuggled up alongside them once again.

A few minutes went by before Valerie kissed Gary and said, “I think it’s your mom’s turn to get off.”

The girl was reading my mind. I slid a hand down between my legs. I jumped when my finger touched my clit. Yeah, it was definitely my turn. I closed my eyes and lightly toyed with myself, replaying the graphic image of them fucking in my mind. The two of them were moving next to me, and I waited with anticipation to see how they were going to help me along.

Something warm and slimy oozed through my fingers and onto my pussy. I opened my eyes to see Valerie squeezing the contents of Gary’s condom out onto my cunt. My son had a sly smile on his face. He must have told her about me stealing their used condoms and using them for my own illicit pleasure. Such a big-mouthed blabber.

I smeared the fresh cum over my lips and stiff clit. Gary got up on his knees, brandishing his cock. I once again marveled at the wonder of youth. His dick hadn’t wilted a bit. Valerie emptied what remained in the condom along the top side of his erection. Gary then turned and offered his cum-flavored cock to me. I opened up without hesitation and let my boy feed himself into my mouth.

Valerie watched with perverse glee as I played with my cummy cunt and sucked the cock that had been inside her pussy only a few minutes earlier. She fingered herself and played with her nipples as she enjoyed the show. Gary’s hand sought out one of my tits and began massaging it not so gently. I wanted so badly to scream out with the pure joy of it all, but I fought to keep my enthusiasm for this depraved scene under control.

As soon as Valerie saw that I was getting close to bringing myself off, she pushed my hand away and buried her face in my jizz-coated pussy. I pulled off my son’s cock for a moment. “Oh, you fucking hot little slut! Lick up all that cum, baby.”

I was back on Gary’s cock by the time he said, “Eat my mom’s cunt, whore. Make the horny bitch cum.”

Any good mother would have washed her son’s mouth out with soap for talking like that. Me, I wanted to wash his mouth out with my tongue for saying those words. “Give me your balls, sweetheart.” I opened wide and Gary lowered his sack into my mouth. He tucked himself in, cramming both testicles in. I couldn’t do much beyond wiggle my tongue over his scrotum a little, but the idea of having his whole ball sack in my mouth at once drove me wild. He began stroking his erection as I sucked and struggled to breathe through my nose. The lack of oxygen soon had my head spinning. I was getting higher by the second, which only made me more and more aware of the orgasm Valerie was about to give me in the next few moments.

Maybe it was the delirious state I was in, but without warning I had the oddest vision. I imagined myself letting loose and pissing right in Valerie’s face. I’d never consciously considered such a thing in my life, but the very thought of it propelled me to my climax and beyond.

It was a good thing my moans were muffled by Gary’s balls filling my mouth, or I surely would have woken up Vera and Cris. As it was, Valerie sucked me off to two, or maybe three, orgasms one on top of the other while I did all I could not to unintentionally castrate my boy. Gary let out a breathy grunt and spilled a nice warm load of semen onto my face. Valerie saw this and was launched into her next orgasm, pressing her mouth into my hairy cunt to muffle her own screams.

Valerie crawled up on top of me and began licking the spunk from my face. She then kissed me, and passed a generous helping of my son’s creamy goo into my mouth. She went back to my face and sucked up what was left behind before kissing Gary. I had to assume she was giving him a taste of his own cum and then some. This sent goosebumps over my entire body as I watched one of the most sensual kisses I’d ever witnessed. They brought their faces down to mine, and the three of us shared in a three-way naked make out session the likes of which I never imagined I’d ever play a part in.

A lot of time went by like that. At some point Gary turned out the light and we continued groping, touching, kissing, and rubbing in the dark. Our movements had become slow and sleepy, but no one wanted to be the first to nod off.

“Do you think she’s in a receptive mood yet?” Gary asked groggily.

“In the mood for what?” Valerie murmured, rousing herself just enough to speak.

“I want to fuck your brother,” I said. I’d planned to approach it with more tact, but that would have taken too much effort.

Valerie slipped two fingers inside me. “Really? You want my brother’s cock in here?”

“Mmm…yes. Okay with you?”

“Fine with me.” She nuzzled one of my nipples. “As long as he’s into it.”

“Before you agree,” Gary warned, “there’s more to it.”

“Like what?”

I stroked her hair hoping she was relaxed enough not to scream at what I was about to suggest.

“Your mom said it would be okay with her if I did it with your brother, but only if Gary fucks her.”

She stopped suckling; her fingers went still inside me.

“No way she said that.”

“She did,” I assured her. “Right after the two of us finished masturbating in front of each other on the sofa this afternoon.”

“You saw my mother masturbating?” She was sounding more awake now.

“We’ve been sharing my dildo for the past couple weeks, and today we just somehow ended up fingering our cunts together and talking about all the things we’d like to do with the two young studs we have in the apartment with us.”

“Holy fucking shit. The way she lost her mind when she caught me playing with myself, she acted like she never touched her pussy in her life. And now it turns out she’s beating off with my boyfriend’s mother?”

Gary and I didn’t dare speak as she processed this.

“Did she cum?” Valerie asked quietly.

“She did.” Her fingers began moving again inside me. “A couple of times, actually. Your mom has a great pussy…and fantastic tits.”

“Did she run straight to confession right after?”

“Not that I know of. Though she did call on God a few times in the heat of the moment.”

“That hypocritical bitch.” Valerie licked my nipple. “That horny, perverted, lesbian slut bitch.” She sucked and fingered harder, making me wonder if she’d forgotten the original question. “She tells me not to have sex until I’m married, but she wants my boyfriend’s cock. She makes me out to be the sinful one for making myself cum, but she’s more than happy to commit adultery with a kid?” She came up and kissed me hard on the mouth. I could feel her anger, frustration, and excitement.

Gary remained silent, clearly unsure about what he could say to help his cause. I had no doubt that he wanted to fuck Mrs. Ramos, but he was worried about appearing too eager in front of his girlfriend. Instead, he silently pressed his cock against my hip while he massaged Valerie’s lovely ass.

“You can’t be too hard on her,” I said once I was able to regain possession of my own lips. “She never knew anything else. She’s only repeating the things her mother said to her. I’m sure she was just as horny when she was your age as you are now. The difference was that she couldn’t get away with half of the dirty things you do.”

“You really think she would have finger blasted her boyfriend’s mom like this?” Valerie made a show of pumping her fingers rapidly in and out of my sopping pussy.

I wanted her to keep going and make me cum, but I didn’t want to get distracted. I grabbed her wrist and regretfully forced her to stop the welcomed torture.

“Maybe she would have if given the same opportunities you’ve had.” I kissed her softly to make sure she knew I was on her side. “But what’s important now is that she finally does have the opportunity to explore her sexuality in a way she never could before. If we help her go down this path, she won’t be able to make you feel guilty for all the slutty things you like to do.”

She took this in for a moment. “You really think so?”

“I do.” I released her wrist and pushed her fingers deep inside me. “She won’t chastise you for playing with your cunt whenever you want. She won’t be able to criticize you for fucking as much cock as you want. And, if we play it just right, she won’t even be able to call you a sinner for eating out my pussy and making me cum all over your face.”

“Ah, this isn’t just about Gary, is it?” Valerie squirmed her naked body against mine. “You want to sit on my mom’s face, don’t you? You’re going to corrupt her the way you did with me.”

“Only because she wants to be corrupted as much as you did.”

“Has anyone ever told you what a sick bitch you are, Mrs. Harden?”

“Just remember, only a sick bitch would arrange it so you could watch your mother suck off your boyfriend’s mom.”

She tried to hold back, but couldn’t. “Fuck…that would be hot.” She turned her face away from me, embarrassed by how much the idea of seeing her mom performing kinky, lesbian sex thrilled her.

I knew there was a pretty good chance she had an unspoken desire to do more than just watch her mother, but now wasn’t the time to push her on that front.

“Just imagine what it would look like to see your sainted mother naked and sixty-nining with me.” I rolled her over with that, reversed myself and mounted her putting us in the position I was referring to. She went straight for my pussy, which was already more than halfway to yet another orgasm. “Gary, sweetie, you know what mommy wants, right?”

I was barely able to make out his grin in the darkened room. He moved behind me, spread my cheeks, and began tonguing my asshole. The feeling of having two mouths down there at once was exquisite. I lowered my head and buried my face in Valerie’s pussy. It was warm and wet and swollen with excitement. Her pungent scent was strong after all the sex she’d already had. The rank smell of her only turned me on more.

Gary alternated between licking and fingering my butt. Valerie alternated between sucking my clit and tongue fucking my hole. I alternated between eating pussy and taking in the amazing sensations the two teenagers were giving me. It wasn’t long before I was cumming again…then again. Once I’d had mine, I focused on Valerie and brought her off in short order.

By the time we had rearranged ourselves, Gary already had another condom on. He climbed on top of his girl and began fucking her nice and slow. I fell asleep next to them as they made love wondering how a boy his age had enough self-control not to just go crazy and start pounding her like mad after what we’d all just done. Someone’s hand was between my legs as the world drifted away.

I woke up in the morning in bed alone. My pubic hair was plastered with dried cum. I suspected someone had emptied out a used condom down there while I slept – the little brats. The night played through my mind as my fingers idly stroked the crusty mess infused throughout my cunt hair. I wanted to get busy planning my seduction of Cris and figuring out how to be sure everything played out just the way I intended, but there was no way I’d be able to concentrate until I got myself off at least twice.

I licked my fingers, spread my legs wide, and got to it.

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Open Door Policy 26 >>

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A Night to Remember

I slowly opened my eyes just enough to see daylight streaming through a nearby window. My head hurt, my pussy was sore, and, if I had to guess, I’d say I lost my anal virginity at some point last night. I was lying on an unfamiliar beige carpet in nothing but a pair of equally unfamiliar men’s golden silk boxers. Where the fuck was I?

Once I managed to get unsteadily to my feet, I began to recognize the place. A rented condo overlooking the river. Cleveland. Fucking Ohio. I opened the refrigerator and thankfully found a bottle of water. I downed the whole thing and tried to piece things together. Last thing I remember was congratulating Pence backstage after his speech. It was all a rush after that. I was in charge of transportation for the kids. I know I had made all the arrangements, but couldn’t remember if it all went according to plan. I reached for another water, noticing the big hickey on my left tit for the first time. That’s when I heard a woman’s voice coming from behind the partly closed bedroom door.

“Forgive me father for I have sinned.” This was followed by a throaty laugh and a loud smooch.

As my brain was still gearing up to place the voice, Ivanka walked out of the room. She had on the same form-fitting white dress that she wore at the convention last night. How the fuck did she end up in my bedroom? She spotted me standing in the kitchen with my tits hanging out and my mouth hanging open.

Ivanka came up close to me, pressing her chest to mine, and kissed me affectionately on the cheek. “If that really was your first time eating pussy, you’ve got a natural talent for it.” She kissed me on the lips and headed for the door. I was too stunned to warn her that she had a big patch of dried cum in her hair before she was gone.

While my battered mind was still reeling, a man’s voice jolted my attention.

“What do we have for breakfast?” My stomach dropped when I recognized it.

Donald was standing in the doorway of the bedroom. He was nude and scratching his balls as he looked around. His penis was barely visible in the unruly nest of orange pubic hair that dominated his crotch. In my mounting panic, I didn’t even bother covering up my naked boobs. What the hell had gone on here last night? Ivanka and her father? No. The staff joked about it, but nooooo…

Donald moved with his customary swagger over to the kitchen bar and took a seat on one of the stools.

“You throw a hell of a party, little lady” he said with a jovial smile. “I’m very, very impressed.” He was staring at my tits so I didn’t know if he was referring to the party that I’d supposedly thrown or my boobs. Not that it mattered either way. My boss was sitting naked four feet from me and had apparently spent the night banging his daughter in my bed! And, I was pretty sure I had participated somehow.

“I’m going to need those back, by the way.” Donald nodded toward the golden boxers I was wearing.

Before I could answer, another voice drew my attention toward the bedroom.

“What’s with all the screaming out here?” Don Jr. staggered out rubbing his head. He, too, was nude, but from the size of the schlong swaying between his legs he obviously took after his mother’s side in the cock department.

“See,” Donald scolded, “this is why I don’t drink.” He chuckled and shot me a good-natured wink. “How about a little hair of the dog?” With this, he waggled his dick at his son.

Don Jr. smirked, went to where his father was seated, dropped down on his knees, and began sucking his cock. I didn’t think I could be any more shocked than I already was, but holy shit.

Donald stroked his boy’s hair as his dick grew to something that was just shy of respectably average. “I think the only reason he came to work for me was so that he could sneak into my office on his lunch break and do this.” He was talking to me as if this was nothing out of the ordinary. “He really is quite good at it.”

“Has anyone seen my panties?” I knew Tiffany’s whine as soon as I heard it. She had on a lacy white bra and nothing else. Her light patch of wispy pubic hair was shaved in the shape of a heart. Looks like Josh was the winner of that office pool.

I didn’t know if the nausea I was feeling was from the hangover or from the revelation that half the Trump brood had apparently had an incestuous orgy in my bedroom last night.

“Last I saw them,” Donald said, “you were stuffing them into your sister’s pussy.”

“God, she is such a kinky bitch. Why does she make me do that all the time?”

Donald shrugged, Jr. sucked, and Tiffany collapsed face first onto the sofa. Her cute little ass was perfect except for the hickey on the right cheek that matched the one on my tit.

“Do you have another one of those waters?” Donald asked. “And, if you have it, maybe you could get started on a pot of coffee. We all have a big day ahead of us.”

I fetched the official Republican candidate for the presidency a water as he sat there naked getting a blowjob from his well-hung son. As I did, I noticed that Don Jr. was hard and stroking himself while he lovingly suckled his father’s modest cock.

I busied myself with making coffee, not even sure if I had everything needed for such an operation. I turned in time to see Eric stroll out of the bedroom wearing nothing but a very tight pair of black bikini briefs. There was no missing the fact that he was sporting some serious morning wood, especially considering the head of his cock was poking out of the waistband.

“Morning, all!” He sounded chipper and not the least bit worse for wear. “Ahh, you beat me to it, bro.” He snapped his fingers, apparently disappointed he didn’t get first crack at his dad’s prick this fine morning. “But what have we here?” he said, leering at his sister’s bare ass.

Eric went over and gave Tiffany a sharp spank. She yelped and rubbed her cheek. “Dad! He’s being mean to me again!”

“Alright, you two, be nice. We’re all going to get along and be perfect until November. Everyone agreed, remember.”

“Yes, Daddy,” Tiffany pouted.

“Sorry, sis,” Eric apologized as he pulled down his briefs and freed his boner. I was able to see that what his member lacked in girth it made up for with length. “I’ll kiss it and make it better.” He leaned down and kissed the red spot that was rising on her pale butt cheek. She giggled and kicked her feet like a little girl.

I found filters and stuffed them in the coffee machine along with some grounds. As I fiddled with the gadget’s settings, I felt a tingle between my legs. It seemed impossible, but was this sick, twisted family of perverts actually getting me turned on?

With the coffee started, I turned back to see that Eric had his sister up on all fours and was easing his cock into her pussy from behind. She appeared not only willing, but eager to take her brother on in this manner. “All those stupid college jocks couldn’t fuck me right,” she said in that lilting way she had. “You’re the only one who knows just how I like it.”

I couldn’t help but wonder how far back this went. When did they all start fucking each other? Before I could ponder this further, Melania appeared from the bedroom and took my breath away.

Her hair was practically fresh-from-the-salon perfect. She was naked except for a tightly cinched leather harness that supported a large black cock. Her body was magnificent, and the way she stood so proudly with her fists on her hips as she surveyed the place made me want to drop to my knees and worship her as my own personal sex goddess.

“Where went Ivanka?” she asked, her voice raspy with seductive authority. “She is only one I did not fuck in asshole yet.”

I had a sinking feeling I now knew why my butthole was feeling sore.

“Sorry, my dear,” Donald spoke up sounding very contrite. “She already left.”

“You knew I was wanting to fuck in her ass. There will be punishment for both of you.”

Melania went and reclined in one of the overstuffed chairs exuding the confidence of a lioness as she did. She watched Eric and Tiffany fucking on the sofa just across from her and began stroking her big, black cock. I felt an almost irresistible urge to go to my boss’s wife and mount her huge rubber phallus in front of everybody. What the fuck happened to me last night? Just yesterday I would have described myself as an uptight, conservative, small town girl from Connecticut who only ever had one serious boyfriend. Hell, I didn’t even lose my virginity until only last year. And here I was with my tits out and my pussy drooling wet in the middle of a scene that would make Caligula blush. But instead of being disgusted by it all, I was getting more turned on by the minute!

“Ohhh, I’m going to cum,” Donald announced. This got the attention of his wife and children. “It’s going to be huuuge!” He pulled out of Don Jr.’s mouth, wrapped his little hand around his cock, and jerked himself off all over his boy’s upturned, smiling face. I was legitimately surprised to see that he did indeed deliver a huge load as promised.

“You are nasty man,” Melania admonished her husband. She pointed to a spot next to the chair she was sitting in and Donald went there and knelt. His wife patted him on the head like he was her pet. “Now, Little Donald, I want to see you put cock in funny red hair girl.”

It took me a moment to realize I was the funny red hair girl she was referring to. I didn’t think I wanted to subject my already tender pussy to that monster Don Jr. was wielding, but the idea that Melania wanted to see it happen left me helpless to resist. Why was I so eager to please her of all people?

Don Jr. took my hand and led me to an open space in the middle of the room. He lay down and held his cock upright. I pulled down the silk boxers I was wearing and noticed that my pussy was bald. I swear I had a full, embarrassingly untended, bush of pubic hair when I got out of the shower yesterday morning!

I got down on top of Don Jr. I was more than slightly distracted by his face still being coated with his father’s jizz, but his thickness pushing into me suddenly became the only aspect of my world that meant anything to me. Despite being beyond impossible, it was really happening. I could no longer judge my boss and his family for the vile debauchery they were indulging in because I was most definitely part of it.

“Very sexy,” Melania purred from her vantage. “You like to see big cock of your son fucking nice pussy?”

“I do,” Donald confessed, staring at my ass as it bobbed up and down. “I really, really do.”

“Eric!”

“Yeah, Mom?”

“Give red hair girl taste of your sister.”

Eric pulled out of Tiffany and came to me. He boldly presented his wet cock. I normally wasn’t a big fan of blowjobs, nor had I ever been the least bit interested in tasting another woman’s pussy juices, but in that moment I had a driving need for both those things. Even if I didn’t want them, I knew somehow that I would have done it just because Melania had commanded it.

I leaned forward and took Eric’s proffered cock into my mouth. The tart flavor of Tiffany’s cunt filled my senses. Strangely enough, the taste was unexpectedly familiar. Maybe it was better that I didn’t remember all that had happened last night. What I needed to focus on was that for the first time in my life I was being double teamed by two very desirable cocks, and those cocks both belonged to Trumps.

As I fucked and sucked, I was vaguely aware of Tiffany moving to where Melania sat. She sucked her step-mother’s tits, gently kissing and licking her nipples. This brought a small smile to Melania’s lips as she continued to watch the torrid threesome play out in front of her.

“Tiffany, dear, make your Daddy’s little cock hard again.”

The perky blonde obeyed without question. She fondled her dad’s balls and sucked his dick with lustful admiration. I swallowed as much of Eric as I could handle, and took Don Jr. as deep as my pussy could tolerate, all the while hoping I’d get a chance to play with Tiffany again while in a state that would allow me to remember the experience.

Melania was back to jerking off her strap-on as if it was her own real cock. She pinched her nipples in turn, checking occasionally on Tiffany’s progress.

“Are you hard yet?” she asked after another minute.

“I can’t even tell you how hard I am right now. It’s great, just great, trust me.”

“Good. Go and take her asshole.”

My heart rate shifted into high gear. No, I wasn’t that kind of girl! But wait…could I still say that after last night? Could I say that now with two dicks in me? I’d obviously taken it from someone in the butt. I really had no good reason to object. And, even if I could, it was too late.

“Let’s make my penis feel great again.”

My boss, Donald J. Trump, a man who was potentially the next president of the United States, shoved his cock up my ass. Apparently there was more than enough lube back there from last night to facilitate a smooth entry. I was now undeniably a three-input girl. A cock in every orifice. And shamefully enough, I was loving every second of it!

While I was busy providing a warm fuck hole for all of the men, Tiffany had returned to Melania and was lowering her cunt onto the big, black dildo. The two of them began fucking in earnest, both attentively watching the gangbang happening on the floor at their feet.

Eric was the first to go off. I’m surprised he lasted as long as he did considering he’d been fucking his hot little sister for a good ten minutes before plugging his cock into my face. His cum filled my mouth, and I had to swallow most of it down to keep from choking. He pulled out before he was done, and shot the last couple spurts into his brother’s open mouth. Damn, Don Jr. loved him some spunk!

The combination of the sights and sensations put me over the top, and I shuddered through my first orgasm of the morning. Everything that was going on should have disgusted me, but the more I thought about it the more I wanted.

“Here it comes,” Donald groaned, his chest and face flushing from its usual shade of tangerine to a deep crimson. “I haven’t been in an ass this tight since the first time I did it with Don Jr.!” My boss let out a couple of grunts as he came in my butt. He pulled out and I thought it would be a relief, but the absence of a cock up there left me feeling disappointingly empty. This was quickly tempered, however, by the orgasm him pulling out triggered. Plus, I still had one cock left.

I was riding Don Jr. hard, and he was doing his part to thrust up into me in concert with my every downbeat. Everyone watched as we humped like animals. It was the biggest cock I’d ever had (which wasn’t difficult since I’d only had one other), but as huge as it was I wanted more. I heard myself making noises that I’d never made before. My tits flew this way and that, bouncing painfully as each pounding heave bottomed out. I’d lost control and I didn’t even care.

“Go ahead, son, give it to her,” Donald encouraged, pulling his limp penis roughly as he stood over us.

Don Jr. surged up, stabbing my cervix with the soft tip of his massive cock, and cried out. At that same moment, Melania and Tiffany’s mounting moans peaked, both of them getting off to the sweaty climax of our orgiastic lovemaking. The unimaginable convergence of three people all orgasming at the same time was enough to bring me beyond the brink. I began cumming too. Our chorus of primal shrieks were sure to have been heard by at least a few neighbors.

In my haze I heard Donald clapping, applauding the perverted performance he’d just witnessed.

I lifted myself off of Don Jr.’s throbbing cock. “Coffee, anyone?”

“I’ll have one,” Donald said patting his hairy belly. “Cream and lots of sugar.”

“Black,” Melania said as she got up and strode to the bedroom. God, what a fantastic ass that woman had.

“I just want some cream,” Tiffany tittered as she crawled to her brother and began licking the cum from his face.

Eric slipped on his bikini briefs, adjusted his balls, and followed his step-mother into the bedroom. Donald sipped his coffee and watched his remaining two children play in the afterglow of the depraved sex romp we’d all just enjoyed. I had no idea what to say, or even if I should say anything. Just then I felt a gob of Don Jr.’s spooge leak down the inside of my thigh. I suddenly realized that there was a halfway decent chance I would soon be carrying a new heir to the Trump Empire in my belly.

Before Donald headed to the bedroom to get dressed with the rest of his family, he gave me a thumbs up. “Top notch ass. Really enjoyed fucking it. People are saying I have a really good cock, so you’re welcome for that.”

One by one they emerged from the bedroom, each of them dressed and perfectly put together in a way I don’t think I’d be able to manage if given half the day to get ready. I was suddenly aware of how naked I was with everyone else being dressed to the nines.

“Okay,” Donald said getting everyone’s attention. “We have a lot to do today. Ivanka’s going to be making on stage tonight, so I want everyone to support her and make sure she has the best night she can have. You’ve all done a fantastic job, and this is where it all comes together.” He lifted his chin while Melania straightened his tie for him. “I think we can agree that we had a tremendous time here, and I, for one, think we should do it again.”

There was general agreement between the various family members. Donald held his arm out to Tiffany, who danced quickly into her father’s embrace.

“Give Megyn Kelly a call and invite her over for the fun,” Donald said, kissing his daughter on top of her pretty little head. “Ivanka is going to be pumped up after her speech and she’s going to want to go to town on that huge clit of Megyn’s.” They all nodded knowingly. “Melania, be sure to bring enough strap-ons for all the girls.”

Trump’s family headed for the door.

“And, Don Jr.,” Donald called after them, “try not to suck any cocks for the rest of the day, okay?”

“No promises, Dad,” he said with a charming smile and slipped out the door.

Donald turned to me and checked out my tits once again with an approving smile.

“You better hurry up. Don’t want to be late for work.” He stepped over to me, dipped a finger in my sloppy puss, then sucked his finger clean. “You’re in charge of the transportation, so make sure we all end up back here tonight. Keep it quiet, we don’t want any media waiting for us outside tomorrow morning. And maybe stock up on some bagels and danishes. We’ll see you at the convention hall, sweetheart.”

Donald grabbed my ass and gave me a kiss before leaving. My clit was buzzing from what just happened, but my mind still hadn’t completely engaged with reality. I shuffled to my bedroom, wondering if any of this would ever makes sense. All I could think about was that it was going to happen all over again tonight. I needed to make sure I didn’t blackout this time.

I heard a thump coming from the closet.

Tiptoeing across the disaster zone that was my bedroom, I reached the sliding doors and listened. There was another thump.

I carefully pushed the door open. Inside the closet was a naked man. He had on a blindfold and a bright red ball gag was in his mouth. He was handcuffed and his ankles were bound together with duct tape. There were clothespins clamped onto his nipples, and several rubber bands tightly looped around his dick and balls, both of which had turned to a livid purple. He reeked of urine and dried cum. I was horrified and quickly removed the blindfold and gag. It was only then that I recognized with a start who it was.

Ted Cruz looked up at me with that doughy face of his and said, “Mornin’, darlin’. Now whaddya say you pull the shampoo bottle out of my ass, and do like you promised last night and piss in my mouth just the way everyone else did?”

I went back into the kitchen and poured myself a shot of vodka. Whatever was going to happen later that night, I decided I didn’t want to remember it.

I wondered as the liquor burned its way down my throat if there were any openings on Hillary’s campaign staff…

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Feeling Free

I looked out through the sliding glass door and couldn’t believe what I was seeing. My mom was lying out on a lounge chair and she was completely naked. I checked the message on my phone again. “When you get home from school, come find me on the patio. I want to talk about some things with you.” I dropped my backpack, opened the door, and headed out having no idea what to expect. I obviously always knew my mom had a nice body, but seeing her nude definitely confirmed it. “Uh, you wanted to talk to me?” Mom looked up, squinting into the sun and smiling. “Yes, honey, have a seat.” She put her sunglasses on and didn’t bother trying to cover up. I stared out at the pool, feeling curious but awkward. “It’s okay, you can look if you want,” Mom said. My eyes went straight to her crotch and I was more than a little surprised when she parted her legs allowing me a clear view of her shaved pussy. “This must seem strange, I know, but I was masturbating last night and decided that you’re old enough now that I didn’t need to bother covering up around you anymore. I’m sure you’ve seen your share of breasts and vaginas by now that it isn’t a big deal for you.” Yeah, sure I’ve seen plenty of porn on the computer, but my mom was the first naked lady I’d ever seen in the flesh. “With it just being the two of us around here now that your sister has moved away, it seems silly that we have to wear clothes all the time, don’t you think?” I nodded dumbly, watching as my mom absently toyed with one of her nipples. “In fact, I don’t think we don’t need to hide anything from each other.” I wasn’t sure what she meant by that, but then she moved a hand down between her legs and began stroking her pussy lips. “I’ve been fantasizing about being able to do this in front of you for a long while now.” She slipped two fingers inside her, then used the wetness to lubricate her clit. “Does this bother you, honey? Seeing your mother masturbating out in the open like this?” I was almost too blown away to answer. “No, not at all! I think it’s great. Shit, Mom…I mean…just, wow.” She smiled, taking my stuttering nonsense as a compliment. “And,” she went on, “I want you to feel free to be naked around me and jerk off whenever and wherever you like.” Her eyes focused on the front of my shorts. “There’s no reason for us to be shy around each other. For example, if you feel like taking your cock out right now and stroking it while I play with myself, that would be perfectly fine.” I wasn’t going to pass up a chance like that – who knew when she might come to her senses and take everything back? I undid my pants. “You sure?” Mom licked her lips and nodded. I pulled my hard-on out and began stroking it. “Mmm, isn’t this nice,” she said as she leaned back and continued masturbating and tweaking her nipples while watching me fist my cock. “Fuck, honey, this feels even better than I imagined.” Mom was going crazy on herself as I beat my dick right next to her. The wet, squelchy, slapping sounds from her pussy were driving me wild. I know it’s sick to get turned on by your own mother, but this was the hottest thing I could ever imagine. “Are you going to cum, baby?” I nodded, too enthralled to speak. “Mmm, it’s been so long since I’ve tasted a man’s cum.” I took that as a hint. I stood and moved so that I was pretty much jacking off right in front of my mom’s face. She opened her mouth wide. It was no longer just a hint. I pointed the end of my cock and unleashed about a dozen spurts of jizz. Most of them ended up in my mom’s mouth, but a lot of it was on her face. She started having her own orgasm as soon as she began swallowing down my load. I’d never seen my mom so happy. That was the beginning of the most amazing summer I’ll ever have in my entire life.

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