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28. Accidental Gangbang (43k)

Accidental Gangbang - Group Sex -

Wife-to-be ends up fuck-slut at her fiancé's bachelor party.

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Summary: Wife-to-be ends up fuck-slut at her fiancé's bachelor party.

Note 1: This is a holiday 2014 contest story.

Note 2: Thanks to goamz86 and Robert for editing.

Note 3: A new edit was written and edited (by Tex Beethoven) in March 2018.

Note 4: Thanks to Ender27 who first came up with the idea in my Christmas stories idea thread. Also, Gift Box by Hypoxia also uses the same plot suggestion, which was released a couple weeks before my original version of this story came out, although you will see the stories are a lot different (yet also have some similarities as we both used a few of Ender27's ideas).

Note 5: Although there is a brief accidental incest interlude, this is mostly a group sex story.

It seemed like a good idea at the time... which is what I told my fiancé four hours later.

The wedding was in two weeks, on December 30th (a strange date I agree, but with lots of family coming from great distances, it was the best choice...plus leaving all the snow behind for Hawaii was a great honeymoon choice).

I had no doubt become bridezilla with all the problems and complications thrown at me the past month. I won't get into the details, but that old Murphy adage 'anything that can go wrong, will' had been proving itself nonstop right before my eyes. To make things worse (now I see in retrospect), I had decided our wedding night would be lots hotter if we both gave up sex after fucking each other's brains out on November 30, and not having any at all during December until we'd tied the knot. By this time our abstinence was really getting on my nerves, but I had been reluctant to back down since I'd made such a big deal about it when I had imposed it on my fiancé Dwayne.

My bitchiness in addition to our abstinence had taken its toll on Dwayne, and I'd decided to make it up to him.

I decided that tonight I would give myself to him completely, including my anal virginity, which I had adamantly refused him many times in the past. But now I had been prepping my ass for his smaller-than-most five-inch cock for the past week with three increasingly larger butt plugs.

I told him I was going to my maid-of-honour Amy's place for some more wedding planning, and would spend the night there. Instead I remained home and with Amy's help, I climbed inside a large box, naked except for some sexy lingerie and thigh highs (I mean really sexy lingerie, with cut-outs for my cunt, ass and tits), and then Amy wrapped the box to make it look like an elaborate Christmas gift, which it certainly was!

Amy had created a few holes for breathing and access, so I would have air to breathe and to give Dwayne access to my three pleasure holes and my breasts.

As Amy was about to close me up inside the box, she asked, still surprised by this idea, which was so out of character for me, and more like something she would do, "Last chance. You still sure about this?"

I laughed, "I'm already in the box, plus he has been so incredibly patient with my going over to the dark side in addition to my cock-blocking him that he deserves a treat!"

"It is one kinky idea," Amy laughed.

"Apparently you're finally wearing off on me," I quipped.

"You calling me a slut?" she asked, pretending to take offense.

"No, you're just a very liberal connoisseur of cock," I quipped.

"Bitch," she quipped, surprising me by sliding a finger inside the box and poking it at my pussy lips.

"Amy!" I gasped, helpless to stop her. She had tried to coax me into exploring the other side many times, but I had always rejected the temptation...women just never doing anything for me sexually. Although if I ever was going to 'munch cunt', as she so eloquently put it, she would be the perfect choice. She is a beautiful redhead who makes gay guys question their sexuality (she had actually fucked three gay guys).

She quipped, "I'm just playing with your box," as her finger parted my pussy lips and slid inside me.

The idea that I was about to get ass-fucked for the first time both had me incredibly excited, as prepping myself with three different butt plugs had been pleasantly arousing, but also nervous: would a real cock hurt? I involuntarily moaned at the surprise violation by my best friend: "Amyyy!!"

Pulling her finger out, she quipped, "Sorry, I couldn't resist." After a moment she added, "Damn, you taste yummy."

Her finger gone, I suddenly wished it was back, it being almost a month since Dwayne and I had fucked. Plus, hearing her tell me how good I tasted was both surreal and flattering. I quipped, "Be careful, I may make you my full service maid-of-honour."

"Challenge accepted," she quipped, before asking, "You sure you're comfortable in there?"

Although the box was long and thin it was tall enough for me to be on hands and knees, and I was relatively comfortable that way. "As long as he isn't an hour late getting home from work," I joked, Dwayne being a man of habit; he was never late.

"I'm going to write a little note for him," she added.

"What are you going to write?" I asked, knowing she was devious enough to write almost anything.

"That is for me to know and you to find out," she quipped, before adding, "literally."

Suddenly there was a door handle sound. "Shit, he's early," Amy gasped. "I'll sneak out the back."

"Kkkkk," I said, giddy with anticipation.

A few seconds later I heard the door open and him rustling around. Then I heard footsteps as he approached me.

I was full of giddy trepidation as his finger touched my pussy lips. I let out a soft moan, my pussy already wet from both the anticipation and Amy's brief tease.

The finger slowly parted my pussy lips, creating an involuntarily trembling. I was ready to be fucked.

Like Amy's, as quickly as the finger had begun teasing me, it was gone.

I expected him to either fuck me or unwrap the box, yet he went to the side hole and began cupping my breast, reaching for my stiff nipple and giving it a firm squeeze, again making me moan.

I wanted to scream 'fuck me already', but I also wanted him to enjoy this gift entirely, so I remained quiet and waited for the inevitable.

He again moved his hand away, before moving to the hole in front of my face and putting his fingers in my mouth.

I swirled my tongue around his fingers as if they were a cock, trying to entice him to replace his fingers with the real thing.

Frustratingly, he again withdrew his fingers and walked around, this time going to my ass.

He moved his finger between my ass cheeks before slowly poking it inside. I stiffened even though I'd thoroughly prepared for my ass's virgin voyage.

After briefly fingering my ass, the fingers again pulled out and returned to my cunt.

He tapped on my clit, making my whole body tremble, and my pussy leaked slightly as I wanted to scream, "Will you open your present already!?!?!"

Suddenly I heard the door open again. I instantly stiffened as the guy teasing my clit finally spoke and I realized it hadn't been my fiancé molesting me, but his best friend Joey, "Did you get the stripper?"

Footsteps coming closer, a voice, also not my fiancé's, answered, "No, Dwayne stressed no strippers, but Mike obviously ignored that."

Joey laughed, "Looks like Mike technically kept his word. I assume this isn't a stripper but a prostitute; look at the words above her ass.

The other guy laughed, "'Pick a hole', delicious!"

I gasped. So that's what Amy had written! And what were these guys doing here? Had Dwayne scheduled a bachelor party without telling me about it? I sure hoped he wasn't having it here!

The new guy probed my pussy lips as I tried to figure some way out of this predicament.

As he probed me, he asked, "What's the plan?"

"I thought we were going to the bar," Joey answered, "but now I'm not so sure."

"Think I can fuck her?" he asked, making my whole body tense up.

"Not sure, we should probably wait until Mike gets here," Joey replied.

"You're probably right, but fuck, she's soaked," he declared accurately.

I wasn't sure why I was so wet, my feelings right now were utter shame, yet my body was betraying my morals.

As I was fingered, the door opened again and Joey greeted, "Mike, this is a good one."

"What is?" Mike asked, as somebody's fingers left my cunt.

After a pause, Mike asked, "What's this?"

"This isn't your work?" Joey asked.

"Nope. Dwayne made it pretty clear, no strippers. That bitch wife-to-be already has him domesticated," Mike answered.

Was that what they thought of me? I mean I could definitely be a bitch, but I had no idea that was how Dwayne's friends basically saw me. And the other bad news: this was looking more and more like a bachelor party and what the hell was I going to do about it? Please, guys, go to the bar and have a blast!

"I know," Joey laughed, "his last chance ever to get any head will probably be tonight."

Joey was always a sweetheart around me, so hearing him diss me like this was very shocking. (Although men would be shocked too if they knew how women described them to each other.)

"Has she spoken?" Mike asked.

"No, she hasn't made a sound," Joey said.

Mike asked, "Hey, we won't open you until the groom arrives, but what's your name in there?"

I remained silent, knowing Joey for sure and likely Mike too would recognize my voice. No, my best plan of action was utter silence and praying they would leave for the bar without unwrapping my box.

"No speaking; well, let's feel what we have at least," Mike said, before putting his hand in the box and cupping my breasts. "Nice tits, erect nipples."

"This bitch is revved up and ready for action," the guy I didn't recognize commented.

Soon another hand was touching my cunt. I wanted to shout for them to stop, but I couldn't without revealing it was me. The only possible way out of this without total embarrassment was to remain silent and hope they did indeed leave for the bar. And, at this point, I'd already let three of my fiancé's friends fondle me...how would I explain that to him?

Other men arrived over the next twenty minutes, each of them fingering me, making crude comments and yet, of course, no one taking credit for arranging for my presence here.

I continued to hear comments like "I don't know... his fiancée seems like a bit of a prude... I heard that strippers would be off limits for this party...he might get really pissed once he gets here."

With each additional man touching me I felt more ashamed, more unable to come clean and get out, and surprisingly more wet and eager for the next man. I was being teased like crazy and desperately wanted to come.

Eventually, Dwayne arrived and didn't approach me, but just laughed when someone told him about 'the whore in the box' saying, "Feel free to play with the girl all you wish."

I couldn't believe he had just accidentally given all his friends permission to fondle his fiancée!

I was doubly horrified when they agreed to just stay there and drink, once Dwayne told them I wouldn't be coming home tonight.

The next hour was an eternity of teasing and humiliation. Men continually kept reaching into the box to play with my breasts, finger my pussy, and, occasionally, tease my ass.

So many things were said, like:

"Who hired the hooker?" (a term that made me want to cry)

"Can we fuck her?" (Which had me trembling with guilt, yet also excitement)

"Fuck, is she soaking wet." (Which also had me mortified with guilt, and more excitement)

"Even her ass is begging for it." (Ironically true, but not with these guys)

"Nice firm rack." (Which was flattering. considering my boobs were hanging down Ike a sow's)

Dwayne admitted, after a couple of drinks, and under pressure to unwrap the present, "Guys, if I went there Clarissa would kill me."

I was relieved to hear he was going to remain faithful to me, although my relief was short-lived as he increased the stakes offhandedly, "But so long as she doesn't object, you guys can use her however you wish."

Terrified of the idea of objecting and thereby outing myself, I knew I wouldn't say a word no matter what they did to me! So I endured (and honestly, enjoyed) a few more minutes of being groped, fondled and fingered, both my pussy and ass defiled as the drinking continued, and as the night went on, the violations became rougher.

Then the inevitable happened. I reached orgasm when someone pumped three fingers in me aggressively. I fought to not cum, but an hour of constant probing had been too much and I clenched my teeth so as not to scream out loud and give away my identity.

Unfortunately, once I reach orgasm I can come again and again, and that's what I did!

A minute later the fingers turned into a fist inside me and I could barely hold back from screaming as my cunt was widened unnaturally. Although there was a slight burn, the pleasure was intense and I knew I was in for a long night of humiliating ecstasy...feeling like a cheap slut and loving every minute of it!

Suddenly the hole in the front of the box darkened as a hard cock was poked into my cheek. As the hand continued fisting me, I opened my mouth and the cock slid in and I began sucking.

"The slut is sucking me," my fellatio recipient declared and soon I felt the fist pull out of my cunt to be replaced by a cock. A very big cock! Soon I was bouncing back and forth like a rocking horse, taking unidentified cock in both ends. Although the act was so slutty, especially with my fiancé somewhere in the room, it was also exhilarating, easily the most sexually satisfying moment of my life.

In only a couple of minutes, the guy fucking my mouth shot a load down my throat. As soon as he finished coming, he pulled out and another cock replaced his. "Get sucking, slut," Joey's voice demanded.

I had no choice but to suck Joey's cock. His was not long, but he was thick, and widened my lips.

Meanwhile I kept bouncing back on the cock in my cunt, wanting to cum again, yet at the same time fearful of the probability that this unknown cock would come inside me. My fear was made a reality a minute later when I heard a grunt and felt my cunt walls coated in cum. I always loved the feeling of cum filling my cunt, but not knowing whose it was, plus having an unprotected womb, got my adrenalin surging and twistedly brought me to another orgasm even as it shamed me.

"Fuck, is her cunt tight," my ejaculator praised me as he pulled out.

"Let me take a go at that," someone else said and my cunt was filled again.

This crazy accidental gangbang continued for another half an hour as I swallowed a half dozen loads of cum and felt a similar amount fill my well-fucked cunt, including about the same number of orgasms for myself.

Finally, my body aching, cum leaking out of my cunt, both my holes were finally empty. I thought I was done, but then things got even crazier! I heard my future father-in law's voice saying to someone, "Well, I have to admit my wife hasn't given me head in years."

A few guys pressured him to go for it; "It's not cheating if it's something your wife doesn't do," one guy said.

"Yeah, just shove it in there," another added.

"What the hell, why not?" my father-in-law agreed, and soon my mouth was again full of cock, this one belonging to a future relative. As I began sucking on his cock, my father-in-law-to-be called out, "James, come over here and fuck this slut's cunt."

My eyes went wide as I heard James, who wasn't some future relative but my own father joking, "That would be the ultimate father-in-law bonding."

"What happens at the stag stays at the stag," Dwayne's father quipped, as I felt a cock slide inside my cunt.

I prayed it wasn't my father, but my prayers weren't answered as I heard him, his voice now right above me, say, "Shit, this is the first fresh cunt I've had in thirty years."

I couldn't believe it! I was getting fucked by my father! I also couldn't believe that even though I was mortified by the reality of it, my cunt was heating up again, the taboo of this act somehow turning me on. My body, acting on its own, began bouncing back to meet the strokes of my father's surprisingly long cock before deep-throating my father-in-law's much smaller cock.

Deciding to ignore whose cocks I had in me, I focused on the task at hand, getting them to come. My dad shocked me, being the first person to speak directly to me throughout the evening since someone had asked my name at the very start, as after a couple minutes of fucking he ordered me authoritatively, like he often spoke to me as a father, "Beg for my cock, slut."

I couldn't believe my father would say such words to anyone ever! Yet I also couldn't believe he would fuck a stranger in a box. Yet I knew I didn't dare speak, couldn't reveal my identity, since the only shred of dignity remaining in my weary soul was my secret identity being protected by this fragile cardboard box.

"The slut has a mouthful of cock," my father-in-law quipped.

My father laughed, "I guess that's true."

I got a brief reprieve as I continued to willingly submit to this act of incest. Another orgasm was undeniably rising in me as I bounced back on my dad's big cock, wishing the box wasn't in the way, yet thankful it was hiding my identity. What would he say if he knew he was fucking his daughter? What would Dwayne say if he knew I was not only sucking off his father, but fucking my own? The whole ordeal was fucked up, yet I couldn't deny the ultimate pleasure that was coursing through me.

"God, I forgot how great it was to get a blow job!" my father-in-law moaned.

Dwayne, who had been quiet for a long time, quipped, "Clarissa can give one hell of a blow job."

I would usually be mortified by such words about me, yet at the moment I thought, damn right! as I prepared to take yet another load down my throat.

"Your mother-in-law has a vacuum mouth too," my father grunted, as he kept fucking me.

"Like mother, like daughter," someone else quipped.

I couldn't believe the crudity of this conversation as I heard my father-in-law grunt and brag to me, "Here comes my load, slut."

I kept bobbing, all shame gone by now so long as I could remain anonymous, eager to swallow another load of cum.

"Mine too," my father grunted, as within seconds of each other they both deposited loads of cum in my two well-fucked holes.

Once they both pulled out, my father said, "Go ahead Dwayne, fuck this slut's ass, it's been waiting for you all night."

I couldn't believe my own father was telling my fiancé to cheat on me!

"I don't know," Dwayne said, "Clarissa would kill me."

"What she doesn't know won't hurt her," his father added.

"Still, I would know," Dwayne countered.

"Well, at least unwrap the present and let's take a look at what we've been fucking," someone else said. That comment really pissed me off as the ultimate in objectification! I wasn't even a 'who', I was just a 'what'!

"I guess we could do that," Dwayne agreed, my whole body stiffening as I realized everyone was about to discover who had been in the box fucking and sucking them.

"It's the least you can do," Mike quipped, "someone obviously went to a lot of work setting this up for you, even though they won't take credit for it."

"Probably doesn't want to be on my daughter's shit list: she can be quite a bitch," my father said.

It's crazy how one day can forever change who you are. Everyone who'd mentioned me tonight had made it clear they thought I was a cold bitch, and yet tonight I'd been anything but! Part of me longed to be unwrapped so they could all see I wasn't not some ice queen, yet a smarter side of me knew that was a terrible idea.

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Suddenly my phone buzzed in the kitchen.

Dwayne said, "That's weird, that's Clarissa's phone."

"Shit, she isn't here, is she?" my dad gasped.

A moment later Dwayne reported, "Her purse is here."

"Shit," my dad repeated, clearly frantic.

Dwayne's tone suddenly shifted and he said, "Guys, it's time to leave! That was a text and my fiancée is on her way home."

"Shit, shit, shit," my father cursed.

"Guys, head for home, and do it NOW!" Dwayne ordered, even as I was curious what my text said. It was likely from Amy.

"What about the whore?" someone asked.

"I'll deal with her," Dwayne said.

"You sure?" Mike asked.

"Yes, now go before Clarissa gets here!" Dwayne ordered.

The men began to leave even as a couple paused to give me last-minute breast squeezes or fingerings.

Joey asked, his tone curious, "You sure you don't want help with the box?"

"No," Dwayne replied. "I think the text appearing when it did was a sign not to unwrap it. Once you're all gone, I'll unwrap the box just a bit and let her leave without anyone knowing her identity."

"Always the gentleman," Joey teased.

Soon everyone was gone, and I was thinking that maybe, just maybe, I was going to get out of this predicament without being revealed, if Dwayne kept to what he'd told his friends.

But Dwayne spoke to me saying, "Amy wants to know how I liked your surprise."

I wanted to speak, but I was speechless. He knew it was me! He knew I had sucked and fucked his friends, his father and my father!

He began to unwrap the box. "I mean I thought it was weird when no one took credit for it. Yet this is definitely not what I would ever have guessed."

"I'm so sorry," I said weakly, tears streaming from my eyes, my marriage over before it had even started!

He didn't say anything else as he ripped off some paper and broke the box open, but then said, "Stand up, your knees must be killing you."

"My shame is killing me," I countered, as I did indeed stand up, unable to look him in the eye as cum coated my face and leaked out of my cunt, visual reminders of my betrayal.

"Well, I have to admit, spontaneity isn't usually your thing," he said, his tone unreadable.

"Tell me about it," I laughed harshly at myself.

He took my hands and asked, "You didn't know I was having a party and were planning to give me anal sex as a Christmas present?"

"Yes," I admitted, finally looking into his eyes. "I figured I owed you for being so patient during my recent crossing to the dark side. It seemed like a good idea at the time."

"Weddings can do that," he smiled, always so patient, the ying to my yang.

"Do you hate me?" I asked, petrified of hearing the answer.

"I could never hate you," he replied, leaning in and kissing me.

When he broke the kiss, I gasped, "You're not mad?"

"What I actually am is surprised, and a little turned on," he answered,

"R-r-really?" I stammered, a glimmer of hope that my relationship with this wonderful man wasn't over.

"Yes, but I do think I need to fuck you, I'm not a big fan of the thought that the last two people inside you were my dad and yours," he said, taking charge by putting his hands on my shoulders and guiding me back onto my knees.

I fished his cock out of his pants and eagerly took it in my mouth, happy to see it was rock hard.

"I'm not sure I'll ever be able to look your father in the eye again without laughing," Dwayne said, as I bobbed on his cock. "If he only knew!"

Taking his cock out of my mouth, I asked, "Can we please never ever talk about this again?"

"Sure," he quipped, "I always knew you had daddy issues."

"Bastard," I shot back.

"Slut," he retaliated, as he pulled me to my feet and bent me over the couch and slid his cock in my cunt and added, "At least I'm the last one in this hole now, too."

"Why don't you make it three for three?" I moaned, desperately wanting to give him the last of my three holes, just as I had when this crazy night started.

"You sure?" he asked, always the gentleman.

"That's a hole you can not only be the last one in, but the first and only one, too! Fuck my ass, baby," I purred.

"Okay," he said, still unsure. He pulled out of my cunt and moved his cock to my ass.

"Just slam it in baby, I'm so fucking horny and I've been prepping my ass all week for your cock," I begged, dying to know what a real cock would feel like in my ass.

"Okay," he again agreed, although he started slow.

"That's it, fill your bitchy fiancée's ass," I moaned, quoting his friends.

"You probably heard a lot of things you were never supposed to hear," he admitted, as he continued sliding further inside my ass.

"It was a very blunt wake up call," I admitted, "obviously all your friends think I'm a bitch."

"I imagine they'd change their opinion if they knew who was in the box," he pointed out.

"How wonderful: I'd go from the bitch to the slut," I moaned, as his cock filled me.

"The ass slut," he grunted, as he began moving in and out of my ass.

"Your own personal ass slut," I moaned, loving when he called me names.

"Fuck, you're so tight," he groaned.

I imagined my cunt wasn't so tight after the plethora of cocks that had fucked me tonight, many of them bigger than his. I begged, "Well, then fuck me hard and gape my ass."

"What's gotten into you?" he asked.

"Over a dozen cocks," I quipped.

Suddenly the door opened and Joey walked back in. "Sorry, I forgot my wall..."

Dwayne didn't stop fucking my ass as he ordered Joey, "Don't you say a fucking word."

"My lips are sealed," he promised, clearly stunned by seeing me and since I still had who knows how many loads of cum coating my face, it wasn't a stretch for him to realize it had been me in the box.

Feeling so slutty, so horny, and wanting to break the myth that I was a bitch, I ordered, "Well, don't just sit there, come fuck this mean bitch's face with that big cock of yours. Again."

Dwayne gasped from behind, but went along with it, "Yes, my gal is making amends for being such a fucking bitch lately."

Joey, like most guys, didn't need to be asked twice when such an offer was made. He walked over to me, stood up on the couch, pulled his pants down and shoved his cock in my mouth. "I can't believe it was her the whole time."

"Me neither," Dwayne nodded, as he began really slamming his cock in my ass.

I slobbered all over Joey's cock, moaning like a slut, as my ass got reamed.

Wondering what it would be like to get double penetrated, I said, "Change positions."

Dwayne slid out of my ass and I ordered, "Lie down, Joey."

Joey did and I quickly faced him and dropped my wet cunt onto his big cock.

I looked up at my fiancé and ordered, "Come DP your wife-to-be."

"Fuuuuck," he said, disbelieving, as he moved behind me and slid his cock back in my ass.

"Fuuuuuuck yes," I moaned, the sensations of being DP'd even better than I'd imagined.

Joey leaned forward and began sucking on my breasts, which only enhanced the pleasure.

Dwayne slammed into me, making my tits slap Joey in the face.

"Oh yes, fuck my ass baby, ram that cock in my rear," I moaned, wanting to feel his cum in my ass.

"I'm close," he groaned.

"Come in my ass, baby," I demanded, "fill my ass with your cum."

"Kkkkkk," he grunted, a couple of strokes later.

"Yessssss," I moaned, the feeling of something spraying in my ass a new turn-on and bringing me close to my own orgasm.

As he pulled out, I began riding Joey's cock, wanting to come again myself.

After a couple minutes, Joey ordered me, "Ride my cock with that ass of yours, slut."

I was surprised by his order and his name calling, yet so horny and definitely a slut tonight, I obeyed. I awkwardly stood up, and slowly lowered myself onto his big cock.

"Oh fuuuuuuck," I groaned, as my asshole was widened by his girth.

"That's it slut, take it all up your shit hole," he ordered.

The language was so nasty, it only made me hotter. "Yes, sirrrrr," I groaned, feeling so submissive.

"It's Master, bitch," Joey scolded, this domineering side of him so shocking and hot.

"Yesss, Master," I moaned, almost forgetting Dwayne was there.

Finally I had taken all his cock in my ass. He grabbed my hips, held me down and began bucking up.

"Mother fuuuuuucker," I screamed, as his cock reached depths deeper than any toy ever had. The pleasure-pain principle was definitely at work as my orgasm cascaded through me in mere seconds.

"That's it, ass slut," he said, holding me in place, "cum like a dirty little slut."

"Yesssss, Master," I weakly got out, squeezing my tits while my orgasm rushed through me.

His own orgasm wasn't far behind as I felt a second load of cum fill my ass.

"Yes, fill my asssssssss," I screamed.

Finally, my legs cramping, I stood up and felt two loads of cum leaking out of my ass.

My fiancé, his cock still hard, was filming me.

I asked, "You like watching me get fucked by another man?"

He nodded.

"Well, Merry Christmas then, Joey is staying the night," I smiled as I walked over to him, dropped to my knees and took his cock, which had last been in my ass, back in my mouth.

The End

PS: A new chapter is coming out in 2018...

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Accidental Gangbang: A Lez Munchfest - Lesbian Sex

Straight bride-to-be explores her lesbian desires.

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Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content.

Summary: Straight bride-to-be explores her lesbian desires.

Thanks to: Tex Beethoven, Robert and Wayne for editing.

Note 1: This is the long-awaited sequel to 2014's Accidental Gangbang (which was supposed to be a stand-alone story, but after over a million reads and lots of requests, I went back and re-read the rather short and simple original story (which was re-edited in March 2018).

This next story begins the next morning. Reading part one isn't mandatory for reading this part, but of course it won't hurt.

Note 2: In Accidental Gangbang, a bride-to-be named Clarissa decides to give her virgin ass to her fiancé Dwayne as an early wedding gift to thank him for being so patient when she became Bridezilla. Her slutty bisexual friend Amy helps hide her in a large Christmas gift box with holes at both ends. Unfortunately for her plan (but perhaps fortunately for her sexual awakening), her fiancé's friends unexpectedly show up for his Bachelor Party, and in order to remain anonymous she finds herself sucking cock and getting fucked by all the men (including her father-in-law-to-be and even her own oblivious father). The only man not to use the anonymous slut-in-a-box was her fiancé... demonstrating that he was a man of loyalty and character.

Her buzzing phone in the next room alerts Dwayne who the slut-in-a-box is, and after he rushes everyone out, he opens the box. After tearfully explaining everything, and to her great surprise finding he's not angry with her, Clarissa finally succeeds in giving her virgin ass to her fiancé, and then gets double penetrated for the first time as well, when the best man walks in on them to retrieve his wallet, and he too learns the truth about who the boxed slut had been.

And now... the morning after...

The morning after is always night and day... literally.

As I woke up and opened my eyes, the sun shining through the window, I stretched my arms and bumped my elbows into sleeping bodies on each side of me.

Startled, I was instantly wide awake even without my morning java, as I sat straight up and looked on either side of myself. I was the filling in a man sandwich!

On one side in his usual spot was my fiancé, Dwayne; on the other side though, was my fiancé's best friend Joey.

Fuck! Last night came rushing back to me.

I'd been the focus of a marathon gangbang where two of my holes had been used by all the men at my husband's bachelor party.

I'd even gotten fucked by my father-in-law-to-be.

Worse yet, I'd even sucked my own oblivious dad and swallowed his cum!

The good news was that during the shocking turn of events (which had begun with my trying to give my fiancé a special pre-wedding anal deflowering for being such a bridezilla during the last while) I'd been hidden in a box with holes at both ends to give easy access to 'my holes', and it had hidden who I was.

My phone buzzing, and a message from my best friend asking how the surprise had gone had alerted my fiancé to my identity and explained why none of his friends had taken credit for putting the slut in the box.

He quickly got rid of all the guys and after I fearfully explained my plan, he amazed me by not being mad, and even smiling at the crazy misunderstanding, and the fact his future wife had sucked or fucked (or both) all of his friends, plus both of our dads. He finally fucked me (having been incredibly faithful and refusing to plunder the mysterious slut in the box).

We were in the middle of our belated wild anal fuck session when our door opened and Joey, his best man, walked in on us and realized I must have been the one who'd been so slutty in the box.

I should have been mortified, but after an evening of dignity-erasing submission, enhanced by overhearing how all his friends thought I was both a prude and a bitch, I ordered him to join us for my first ever DP, and Dwayne, loving the sexy new me, was happy to go along with it.

Eventually we three ended up in my bed for one nightcap fuck before I passed out from both exhaustion and a pleasure apocalypse.

Which leads me back to now.

Fuck!

Now what?

Last night there had been no talk about the morning after, just a 'hole' lot of two cocks exploring my three holes.

This reminiscing should have mortified me, and it did. Yet it also made my cunt wet, since last night had awakened me to what kind of pleasure a newly adventurous woman can really have.

Even though while I was in the box, I was shit scared of being outed, servicing so many cocks had awakened me to the thrills of licentious pleasure.

Hearing the dirty talk (I'd been completely silent throughout) had enhanced my pleasure.

Two cocks at once, one in each end, had enhanced my pleasure.

Finally being ass fucked by my fiancé had enhanced my pleasure.

The double penetration with Dwayne and Joey later on had enhanced my pleasure.

And the combination of all these had given me the most intense orgasms I'd ever had.

Plural. Lots of them had overshadowed any of my previous ones!

Not ready to deal with the day after the night, I cautiously slithered out of bed, realizing I was still wearing last night's lingerie.

Thankfully I didn't awaken either of last night's lovers, so I grabbed my robe and went downstairs.

I saw my phone flashing and grabbed it. There were six texts from Amy and a missed call from my mother.

Which reminded me I'd fucked my dad last night. (Well, to be perfectly accurate, he had fucked me, but I couldn't deny that I'd fucked him right back!)

Fuck!

I checked Amy's messages.

The first was the one that had alerted Dwayne to who the slut was in the box.

The rest were:

It must have been amazing.

(It was.)

Is your ass sore?

(Surprisingly it wasn't.)

Hello?

Those were from last night.

This morning there were two more.

How was last night?

I'm on my way over!

Fuck! That message was sent twenty-five minutes ago.

She'll be here any minute.

I was dialing her number to tell her not to come, when the doorbell rang.

Fuck!

I hung up and went to the door.

"You're alive," she smiled.

"Somehow," I answered, as she walked in.

As she did, she glanced down and noticed the nylons showing beneath my robe. "Are you still in last night's lingerie?"

"Maybe," I answered.

"It must have been quite the night," she said, walking into the kitchen. Seeing no coffee brewing, she asked, "Did you just wake up?"

"Yeah," I said sheepishly.

"You little slut," she teased, as she started my Keurig machine.

"You don't know the half of it," I foreshadowed, knowing I was going to tell her what happened, since I always told her everything.

"Tell me every detail," she demanded.

"You won't believe it," I warned her. "I still don't believe it."

"Okay, now you're beginning to worry me," she said, her expression changing from intrigue to concern.

"Well for one thing..." I started, enjoying being the storyteller for a change instead of the listener (usually she was the one telling me about some girl she'd seduced... or some guy or guys she'd fucked... some of them really crazy stories... although none of them could compare to what had happened to me last night), "...as we speak, Joey is still in my bed."

"Fuck off," she said, not believing me.

"As is Dwayne," I added, enjoying the shock on her face.

"Now I know you're bullshitting me," she said.

"Go upstairs and look," I taunted her.

"I will," she huffed, leaving the kitchen, not believing me.

I poured us some coffee and she returned, looking stunned, "Okay, they're both up there all right, with a girl-sized space between them. So how the fuck did that happen?"

"And their double-penetrating me isn't even close to the strangest thing that happened last night," I added, drawing out the mystery.

"Okay, just start at the beginning," she demanded.

So I told her the entire story.

Not leaving anything out.

Including the fact my own father had fucked me.

"Holy shit," she said for the umpteenth time once I'd finished, looking at me with a stunned look of disbelief.

"Tell me about it," I said. Telling her the story of my entire night of debauchery had heightened the vividness of its reality, and had gotten me horny again.

"Your tale... which I believe every word of by the way, you couldn't have ever made up shit that crazy ... makes me want to seduce my own mom," she said, and then added, "and your mom, too."

Feeling naughty, I joked, "You'll be seeing mine tonight."

"Mmmmmm," she said, with a look in her eyes that told me she was plotting something nefarious.

"I was kidding," I backpedaled.

"I'm not," she said.

"The plans for tonight's bachelorette party are changing," she announced.

"Please don't," I said, realizing I'd just opened Pandora's Box for Amy. Once she got an idea in her head, it was impossible to stop her.

"On another note, since you're now fucking your friends," she said, "I think it's time for you to learn what real orgasms feel like."

I smirked, "After last night, I know."

"Nope. You don't," she disagreed, "but you will," as she stood up from her chair and crawled under my kitchen table.

"Amy, what are you doing?" I asked, even though it was obvious what she was doing, since she'd just crawled between my legs and spread them apart.

"Showing you what a real orgasm feels like," she answered, as she buried her face in my wet pussy.

I could have stopped her.

I likely should have stopped her.

But after last night, I decided to stop acting like the prude everyone perceived me to be.

Instead, I closed my eyes and allowed my best friend to lick me.

It felt nice. Really nice!

Unlike Dwayne, who just licked me in a constantly similar pattern, Amy was proving herself to be a pussy archeologist. She explored every inch of my pussy, and did so in a slow, methodical order.

She was giving me a major slow burn tease.

She traced my pussy lips with what was probably the tip of her tongue.

She swirled her tongue around my clit without putting any real pressure on it.

She parted my pussy lips and painted my core with wide, brush-like strokes.

She slithered her tongue down and probed my butt... which felt amazing.

She moved back up and traced her tongue up the outside of one pussy lip and back down the other, her hot breath teasing my clit.

Her tongue once again parted my pussy lips, making a few Z-like patterns up and down, making me moan helplessly.

By this time she had me on fire and desperate to come, and I had to bite my lip, trying not to moan loudly... my fiancé was upstairs, after all.

Then she slid a finger inside me.

"Oh fuck," I moaned, this sudden insertion intensifying the pleasure building inside me.

This pleasure was a lot different from getting fucked. It was a slow burn rise, like the slowly increasing bubbling of a volcano that will eventually erupt and spew all over the countryside, but only when it really, really has to.

"Yes, fuck me," I moaned, wanting her to know how good she was making me feel... although I knew she knew... she was a lesbian seductress and a frequent turner of straight girls. (I'd heard all the stories.)

"Get ready for your most intense orgasm ever," she warned, as she suddenly abandoned the slow burn, and now she not only attacked my clit with aggressive lust, but also began tapping me on the inside... directly on my g-spot.

A g-spot I'd thought was a myth until her finger found it and each tap created intense pleasure inside of me, making my right leg twitch uncontrollably like a bitch in heat being scratched in just the right place.

"Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God!" I moaned loudly, as in an instant we'd leapt from a meandering Sunday drive into speeding down the highway with the cops chasing us and being left far behind.

"Come for me, my little lez slut," she ordered, tapping furiously as if she were playing a drum solo inside me, while simultaneously devouring my clit.

Maybe it was my slightly submissive nature, maybe it was being called her 'little lez slut', maybe it was my telling her about my night of twisted sexual debauchery, or maybe it was her amazingly experienced tongue... likely it was a mixture of all four, enhanced by the back story of my being curious for a long time about what lesbian sex would be like during years of listening to Amy's tales of lesbian lust and her promise of godlike orgasms.

But I couldn't hold back any longer, and I let out a primal scream that was definitely going to wake up my fiancé and his friend. "Oh my fucking GOD!"

Remorselessly she continued licking as my orgasm gushed out of me and flooded across her face and tongue... and even after last night's intense life altering orgasms, this one beat them all.

I could feel pleasure exploding all over my body.

My head went light.

My toes and fingers tingled.

My legs twitched.

And I felt warmth course entirely through my body.

Amy kept licking, seeming to want to savour every last drop of my cunt cum, as all the energy in my body was usurped.

"Well that was unexpected," I heard a masculine voice say.

My eyes opened to see my fiancé staring at me in only his boxers... which were clearly displaying a tent.

"Oh my God!" I gasped, even as Amy kept licking me.

"I heard you scream that quite a few times in the last several minutes," Dwayne smiled; he then greeted, "Good morning, Amy. I see you're making yourself right at home."

"Dwayne, I'm so sorry," I said, repeating my apology from last night, as I attempted to push Amy away.

"Don't be, it was hot," he reassured me.

"What was hot?" Joey asked, strolling into the kitchen, then stopping dead in his tracks. "Holy shit, this house is like the site of a marathon porn movie."

Amy crawled out from underneath the table and greeted, "Hey, boys."

What was so amazing was her complete lack of modesty or shame, which come to think of it shouldn't have been any surprise at all, since she never gave a fuck what anyone thought of her.

While, I, on the other hand, felt my cheeks burning fiery red from a mixture of orgasmic bliss and complete humiliation.

"Hey," Joey replied on autopilot, completely shell shocked... as was I.

"Enjoy your breakfast?" Dwayne asked Amy, smiling widely. Clearly, he'd been watching for more than a couple of minutes and was more than okay with this.

"A warm homemade breakfast is always delicious," she preened, her lips and face literally glistening... with my cum.

Oh God!

"Breakfast is the most important meal of the day," Joey joked.

"I can enjoy that breakfast twenty-four seven," Amy said wickedly, grabbing me and giving me a wet, aromatic kiss.

Even though I knew I shouldn't melt into it, I did. I returned the kiss eagerly, even though I could taste myself on her lips. It wasn't bad!

After breaking the kiss Amy, always someone to make a dramatic exit, said, "I hate to eat cunt and dash, but I have a bachelorette party to finish planning."

I was worried my burning cheeks might actually burst into flame from the embarrassment and lust consuming me.

Amy sauntered over to my fiancé, squeezed Dwayne's tented cock once, and appraised, "Nice," before promenading out with an exaggerated wiggle.

Joey, being Joey joked, "That was the ultimate dine and dash."

"You should leave now," Dwayne told him bluntly.

"Yeah, yeah, right," Joey nodded, finally noticing the awkwardness of the situation.

"And you don't mention a word of any of this," Dwayne stressed. "Last night or this morning."

"Scout's honour," Joey said, making the three fingers in the air hand gesture.

"You were never a Scout," Dwayne pointed out.

"I promise I won't tell a soul," he said, "except maybe Penthouse."

"Get out," Dwayne reiterated.

"Yeah, yeah," Joey nodded.

A couple minutes later it was just Dwayne and me. I still hadn't budged from my chair, paralyzed by indecision.

Once the door closed, he asked, "May I assume this too is new?"

"Yeah," I replied sheepishly.

"You really are full of surprises lately," he said, his poker face giving me no sign of whether this new me turned him on or if he was preparing to cancel the wedding... although he had told me it was hot a couple minutes earlier.

"I'm surprising myself too," I replied, anxious about what his next words might be.

"Can you do something for me?" he asked.

"Anything," I said and I meant it, although after last night the term 'anything' didn't seem as out there as it had before.

He walked to me, dropped his pyjamas and told me to, "Get me off. Watching you get eaten out was the hottest thing ever."

"Mmmmmm," I purred, massive relief coursing through me as I took his cock in my hand. "Even hotter than when I gave you my back door?"

"I'm a guy who's always wanted to watch a live lesbian show," he said, "so yeah, even hotter than that."

"You've been dying to watch me lez out, have you?" I asked, as I slid my tongue down his shaft.

"It's every guy's dream," he said, as I moved my mouth to his balls.

"Would you like to watch me between Amy's legs licking her shaved snatch?" I asked, sucking a ball into my mouth.

"Fuck, yes," he groaned.

"Or maybe to watch her fuck me with one of her strap-ons?" I added, knowing she'd collected half a dozen of them. She'd shown them off to me often, even pointing out which one she planned to fuck me with one day.

"Jesus, Clarissa," he groaned, as I sucked on his balls while stroking his cock.

"Or maybe a hot 69?" I continued, and as I mentioned each new idea, it immediately became another thing I couldn't wait to do, with or without Dwayne watching.

"You should probably get into a daisy chain with your Mom as well," he teased, as I licked my way back up his shaft.

"You brat," I rebuked before taking his cock into my mouth.

"I'm just saying you shouldn't fuck only one of your parents and not the other," he elaborated, "that's not good equilibrium: it would be like my loving on one of your tits for ages and ignoring the other."

I laughed at that, choking on his cock as I backed off and asked, "Well, Mr. Equal Opportunity: I blew your father's tiny dick last night; are you saying I should also go down on your mother to restore the balance?"

"Hell no, that would be going too far," he laughed, as he slid his cock all the way into my mouth and began seriously face fucking me.

There was no more talking as he pumped in and out of my mouth and I pondered how an accidental gangbang had totally refocussed my life. I said as much a couple of minutes after he'd deposited his load down my throat, "It's hard to believe that my accidental gangbang turned out to be a good thing."

"If you wish to use accurate terminology, it was actually an accidental train," he informed me.

"Train?" I asked, not a term I was familiar with.

"Yeah, when guys just line up to fuck," he said.

"Even if it's both mouth and pussy?" I questioned.

"I think so," he said, then added, "although I'm not really sure anymore."

"Semantics," I shrugged. "In any case, I took a lot of cum in my mouth and my pussy, and now I don't think I'm the same girl anymore."

"True enough," he laughed.

I added, as I stood up, "Although I wasn't triple penetrated."

"Slut," he teased.

"And you love it," I countered, before going to get myself out of last night's lingerie and into a hot shower for the first time since my... what? my accidental gangbang train?

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As I was leaving, Mom picking me up for my bachelorette party, Dwayne said, "Now don't you go eating your mother."

"Are you saying I'm not allowed to have any pussy tonight?" I questioned playfully.

He laughed, but then intoned seriously, "No, that would be like shooting myself in the foot. How's this? I give you permission to eat as much pussy as you like, as long as I get to hear all the details."

"And can my own pussy be licked and fucked?" I continued, thinking how ludicrous and impossible this conversation would have been twenty-four hours ago.

"If you want to fuck a guy, you'll need my specific permission up front, and no promises I'll ever allow that again; last night was a special case. But yes, you can do anything you like with any girl you want," he pontificated.

"So... cunt is good, strap-on is good, real cock is bad," I summarized.

"Almost. You can also do a shemale's real cock. But if you pull that one off, then I'll really want details, plus photos or a video if possible."

"I think they're called trans now," I pointed out.

"If she has breasts, a pretty face and a feminine demeanor, you're allowed to do anything you like with her, including with her cock," he clarified. "But I'll want at the very least a long, hot story. How's that?"

"Crystal clear," I smiled, as the doorbell rang.

"Well, I'm off. On a hunt for cunt," I quipped, not sure whether that was true... actually I was pretty sure it wasn't, since my mother would be there... even with Amy's hint about seducing her, which I definitely couldn't ignore. I decided just to go with no expectations, but to be open to whatever.

"Munch away," he gave his blessing.

Half an hour later, I was at Amy's with a bunch of friends, coworkers and relatives, nervous about where Amy might take this now that I'd opened Pandora's Cunt.

So I wasn't particularly surprised when immediately after I got there she announced to the room, "I'm taking the bride-to-be off to get her dressed more appropriately for tonight."

"What's wrong with jeans and a sweater?" I asked.

She sighed, "Just asking that question is an insult to our friendship."

She, as usual, was in a skirt and nylons, and as I glanced to the hem of the short skirt, I could see the very top of her thigh high stockings.

"Yes, I'm a terrible friend," I admitted with a hint of sarcasm.

"It's your day, so do whatever Amy tells you," My mother ordered me.

"Mom, I've never heard a scarier order in my life," I replied. "Be careful what you ask for."

"Katie, that's why I love you," Amy said, pulling Mom in for a hug, and then giving her lips a surprise kiss.

Amy then took my hand and led me away to her bedroom.

Once inside, I asked, in a tone implying it was more of an order, "You're going to behave tonight, right?"

"I'm going to act like I always do," she answered ominously, going over to her bed.

"Oh, God," I replied, both because her words could easily mean 'no limits', but also because I'd just seen what she expected me to wear.

"You're the one who'll be misbehaving tonight," she said, and ordered me, "so come over here and put this on."

"You can't be serious," I refused, not budging.

"Now, my lezzie slut," she ordered.

Her tone was the one she used when she insisted on getting her way, an irresistible tone similar to my mother's when I'd been a teenager and fighting some rule. I sighed and walked over to the bed, but added, showing a bit of defiance, "And you're the one who ate me, so that makes you the lezzie slut."

She smiled evilly, and I realized too late I'd just given her a challenge, "Oh, as true as that statement may be at the moment my pet, tonight it's going to be flipped ass over tits."

I was indeed curious what Amy would taste like, and given the right situation, I was more than ready to succumb to her after years of temptation, but not while my mother, friends and co-workers were present. I said, as I pulled off my jeans, "Please, Amy, not here."

"Be a good obedient pet for me, and I may respect that wish," she allowed, as I grabbed the plaid schoolgirl skirt, keeping my panties on.

"Are you my Mistress tonight?" I asked, my tone sarcastic, while another growing part of me just wanted to know.

"Not only for tonight," was her answer as I finished putting my skirt on. She then startled me by pushing me back onto the bed, straddling my face and ordering me, "Grab a quick taste of your new favourite snack."

It happened so fast! Suddenly I was on my back, my best friend's trimmed pussy hovering just above me... Her exotic scent completely enveloping me... a scent that was indescribable and unlike anything I'd ever smelt before.

This remarkable aroma drawing me in like a moth to a flame, I extended my tongue, wanting to find out if the taste matched the scent (many things don't).

I know it sounds pathetic and unbelievable, but one lick, one taste, and I wanted more.

Like the scent, it was both indescribable and intoxicating.

At first I licked tentatively, but after just a few licks I was lapping hungrily like a parched person crawling through a desert who finally finds water.

"Good girl," Amy moaned softly as I licked her. I wasn't only licking my first pussy, I wasn't only doing it with my mother and some other women downstairs waiting for me, but my first ever pussy was my best friend's.

Yet, just like when I was with Dwayne, as soon as my libido was lit, my needy desire to please consumed me. I wanted to get her off right away, and I wanted to taste the full flood of her cunt cum.

So I was surprised, disappointed and frustrated all three when she suddenly lifted herself off my face and I asked, annoyed, "Where are you going?"

"We have guests waiting for us."

"You're not going to let me get you off?" I asked, baffled.

"Like I told you, I was just giving you a quick taste, a little sample of what you've been missing all these years you've been turning me down," she smiled, as she pulled me up and kissed me. "Mmmmm, I do taste good."

"Yes, you do," I agreed in a daze, drunken with lust.

"Don't worry," she said, as she grabbed a white thigh high from the bed and rolled it up in her hands. "I'm not chintzy with my pussy, and I'll have you drunk on cunt before the night is over."

"Now you're scaring me," I worried, as my pussy betrayed me, leaking slightly from what I'd just been doing, as well as from the touch of Amy's hands sliding a stocking up my leg.

"You sure? I seem to be exciting you," she smiled, checking out my damp panty spot.

"You're both scaring and exciting me," I admitted, feeling like a sexual yoyo.

"Good," she smiled, grabbing the other stocking as she explained, "Tonight will be your sexual awakening."

"I think that was last night," I joked.

"True enough," she laughed, "then tonight is the sequel, but it's the rare one where 'The Lezzie Slut Comes Out" is better than the original movie, 'The Hetero Slut Hides in a Box'."

"Oh my," I said, as she drew my second stocking on.

"I plan to make you into a cunt craving submissive slut tonight," she said bluntly, as she reached for a smallish metal ball on the bed, and in another motion so quick I couldn't process what was happening, she slid the ball in my pussy. As I moaned from the sudden surprising intrusion she added, "Fuck, you're soaked. Is that simply from licking me?"

"I don't know," I answered, which was the truth.

"Mmmmmm, you're off to a great start, and tonight is going to be epic," she concluded, as she pulled my sweater off, again in one quick movement. She was like a lesbian cheetah both metaphorically with her speed, and literally with her aggressive attacks.

She unclasped my bra, suddenly making me into her real-life Barbie bride, and she instructed me, "No bra tonight."

"I'm a Barbie girl," I sang.

"In a lezzie world," she sang back.

"My life is fantastic," I continued.

"Cunt munching is your task now," she finished and then shrugged, "I know that didn't rhyme perfectly, but I think the message is clear."

She grabbed a t-shirt and put it on me, a black one that told the world, "Your wish is my command."

"Seriously?" I questioned.

"It seems rather appropriate after last night," she smiled, kissing me again.

"You really are a bad influence," I said, with a smile.

"I resent that," she said, pulling me up, which made the ball thingie inside of me move around, stimulating me, "I maintain that I'm a very good bad influence."

"My entire thigh highs are exposed," I said, examining myself in the mirror. Before adding, "And what did you put inside me?"

"A vibrating egg," she answered.

"It's not vibrating," I said.

She picked up something small from the bed, and a moment later my pussy was vibrating as I moaned, "Oh!"

"I can turn it on and off with the click of a button," she explained. "And if I keep it in my pocket, no one will know: except for you, of course.

"You really are devious," I said, trying to control my outside while the vibrations delivered slow burning pleasure to my inside.

"Or I can change the patterns," she informed me, pressing another button.

"Oh, God," I had to bend over and brace myself on the bed as three quick intense pulsations hit me, followed by some much softer ones.

"There are ten patterns in all," she explained, changing patterns again.

"Oh, shit," I moaned again, as some quicker pulsations coursed through me.

"For such a small toy, it really packs a punch," she said as the vibrations were making me into a muddled mess before they suddenly stopped.

"You bitch, why do you keep teasing me?" I asked, my orgasm having been rising and then suddenly just stopped in its tracks.

"One final touch," she said, ignoring my outburst, going to her dresser. She returned a moment later and scrunched my hair into two pigtails.

"Seriously?" I asked once again, as I felt some more wetness leaking into my panties.

"Now you look like a schoolgirl."

"Or a slut."

"Or both," she shrugged, taking my hand and leading me back to the party.

"You're not going to turn this thing on during the party are you?" I asked.

"Of course not," she answered in a voice clearly signalling 'Of course I am.'

The next three hours were a whirlwind. I won't bore you with every detail as most of it was anti-climactic (literally), but there were some interesting moments (in addition to Amy turning the egg on and off randomly throughout the evening... continually driving me nuts) like:

1. A 'Pin the Kiss on Ryan Gosling' game that was hilarious fun.

2. A game of 'Drink If' that included lots of simple comparisons at first: tallest, oldest, youngest, lives closest to a 7-11, has the most siblings, born closest to today's date, etc.

3. Then Amy, being Amy, changed the game to 'Have You Ever' and made it perverted, and instead of only one person drinking, everyone drank who'd ever done whatever it was. The criteria included:

-You've gone commando to work (all but two of us drank... my Mom didn't, I did)

-You've kissed a girl (everyone but my Mom drank)

-You've given someone a blow job this week (six drank, including me again)

-You had sex yesterday (two drank... I was again one of them... which got lots of oohs and aaahs, although I was just relieved the criterion hadn't been having sex yesterday with at least a dozen different men)

-You had sex today (Amy and I both drank... as I prayed for no one to catch on that Amy and I'd had sex together today)

-You've had a threesome or moresome (four of us drank... once again making me look like a slut)

-You've had sex in public (half drank... Mom being one of them, and I had to suppress an astonished gasp)

4. Lingerie Shower Bingo, which was tame with a mixture of lingerie, thongs, a robe and a couple of sex toys until Amy, of course, presented me with a strap-on. Amy joked, "This is either for later tonight, or for your wedding day."

I shrugged, playing along, "Or maybe both."

5. Some people left, and we ended up with eight people still remaining, as we played a game of Cards Against Humanity. Of course, my mother was still present... and this is definitely a game you don't want to play with your mother... especially when you're both a little past tipsy.

For anyone unfamiliar with the game, here it is in a nutshell: a person known as the Card Czar reads a question or a fill-in-the-blank statement from a pre-printed black card, and the other players choose their responses from their hands of ten white cards (some pre-printed, others left blank for the player's imagination). The players then turn them in, face down. The Card Czar collects, shuffles and reads them out. The less politically correct the responses are, the better. The Card Czar decides which submission is the best one and awards whomever submitted it one Awesome Point. Then someone else becomes the Card Czar for the next hand. There are a few more rules, but like I said, this is a nutshell version.

So... things got weird...

Hearing a friend read what I would learn was my Mom's answer when she was awarded the Awesome Point: For my next trick, I will pull A BIG BLACK DICK, out of GRANDMA... made me laugh.

Hearing Mom read out the following two was so surreal and hot, as I'd never even heard her swear before:

AN OEDIPUS COMPLEX, kid tested, mother-approved.

EATING YOUR MOM'S CUNT, kid tested, mother-approved (the second one being a hand-written entry).

Mom choosing the Oedipus complex stunned me again, although it was more inventive than the other, naughty one.

Amy read out this next one, which had a few doozies as answers:

Next time on Dr. Phil: How to talk to your children about THE PRIMAL BALL-SLAPPING SEX YOUR PARENTS ARE HAVING RIGHT NOW.

Next time on Dr. Phil: How to talk to your children about INCEST

Next time on Dr. Phil: How to talk to your children about ANAL BEADS

Next time on Dr. Phil: How to talk to your children about LESBIAN BACHELOR PARTY GANG BANGS (another hand-written submission)

Amy joked, resting her hand on my mother's leg, pointing out the ball-slapping one, "Katie, did you ever explain this to your daughter?"

Mom surprised me by answering, "Ball-slapping? More like ten strokes, a grunt, a deposit, and thirty seconds later he's snoring."

"Mom!" I gasped.

"What?" Mom asked, then added, "Sorry, sometimes it's more than ten strokes, it's all of twelve; is that better, Clarissa?"

"I hope you have a nice toy on hand, so you can finish yourself off," Amy offered, her hand remaining on Mom's leg, Mom not moving it away.

"Just the one you bought for my last birthday," Mom answered, surprising me again.

"What?" I asked.

"It's nine inches," Mom informed me, before adding, smiling widely, "and it's black."

"Oh my God!" I gasped.

"That's usually what Katie says when it's all the way inside her," Amy added, looking right at me.

"Just choose a winner," I said.

"Well, incest and anal beads are funny," Amy continued, "but I have to go with Lesbian Bachelor Party Gang Bang."

"Of course you do," I sighed. "A rather specific card."

"I made a few new ones for today's festivities," she shrugged, before adding, "although your mother also made a few including that one."

"No way," I gasped.

"That's mine!" Mom cried out, throwing her hand up in the air like she always did when she got excited.

"Mom, this game is corrupting you," I said, shocked to see her being so slutty.

Mom surprised me again by correcting me, "No dear, you're just seeing another side of me."

A few questions later, after some tame ones, Mom read out this one, with the following hilarious but disturbing answers:

What are my parents hiding from me? HARRY POTTER EROTICA

What are my parents hiding from me? DOIN' IT IN THE BUTT

What are my parents hiding from me? MOM'S LESBIAN BROWSER HISTORY

"Are any of these true, Katie?" Amy asked my Mom, her hand going back familiarly onto my Mom's leg.

"Maybe a couple of them," Mom admitted, her face flushing red.

"Please tell me it's Harry Potter erotica," I pleaded.

"Nope," she said.

"Then I don't even want to know," I said, shaking my head and covering my ears. ("La-la-la-la!") This game had taken a surreally strange course.

"I pick Doin' It in the Butt," Mom chose.

Clarissa would pick that one too," Amy quipped.

"Shut up," I objected too quickly, making it even more obvious that I did it in the butt.

"Clarissa," Mom gasped mockingly. "Does my sweet daughter take it in the ass?"

"I plead the Fifth," I said, completely mortified by the question, although even worse, I found myself moaning my plea as the egg suddenly switched on.

"I'll take that as a yes," Mom smiled benignly before adding, "Dwayne is a lucky man."

The egg switched off and I shrugged, figuring why not, "He doesn't complain."

A couple rounds later, another drink later, and Mom read out this question:

During sex, I like to think about xxx:

And then she read out these responses:

GETTING EATEN OUT WHILE ON THE PHONE WITH DAD.

SWAPPING BODIES WITH MOM FOR A DAY

MY DAUGHTER'S BEST FRIEND'S CUNT (another one written down by Amy).

Mom actually glanced up to Amy as she pointed to 'MY DAUGHTER'S BEST FRIEND'S CUNT'.

There was utter silence.

Amy then said, "Good to know," giving Mom's leg another squeeze before she drew a question and then said, "Oh my, this one has to go to Clarissa, and it needs to be the final question."

"Fine," I said, curious how it could be perfect for me. I read it to myself and blurted out, "Oh, God!"

"Read it out loud," Amy prompted me.

"Fine," I sighed, reading it, which got a huge roar of laughter.

The sentence was: Honey, Mommy and Daddy love you very much. But apparently Mommy loves xxx more than she loves Daddy.

These answers were mostly doozies.

BLOWING SOME DUDES IN AN ALLEY

FRIENDS WITH BENEFITS

REVERSE COWGIRL

PUSSY

A STRAP-ON IN THE ASS (another handwritten one)

"So which is most like your Mom?" Amy asked.

"I'm not choosing," I said.

"Go ahead, honey," Mom said. "Which one do you think is the most like the inner me?"

"None of them," I said, afraid to see her as a sexual being, although tonight she didn't seem to have any problem flaunting herself as one.

"Okay, then which one should I do?" Mom asked, clearly quite tipsy.

"Again, none of them," I insisted.

"Pick one," Amy pestered me.

"Fine," I sighed and pointed silently to 'A strap-on in the ass." I couldn't bring myself to say the words, but still I felt like dropping through the floor.

"That one's mine, all right," Mom said.

"Oh my God!" I said, shaking my head in shocked mortification. Just wait for me everybody, until I manage to climb back out of the basement!

I must not have been the only one shocked out of my gourd by such revelations, for within a few minutes the party had dwindled to only Mom, myself and Amy.

Amy asked Mom and me , "All right: ready for the nightcap?"

"If nightcap means going home and getting to sleep, then yes," I said.

"No, it means going to a club," Amy said.

"I'm in," Mom surprised me yet again.

"You are?" I asked.

"Sure," Mom said cheerfully. "I never get to go out."

"It's confirmed then," Amy said, taking Mom's hand. "Although Katie, we've got to get you into something more club worthy."

"Okay," Mom said agreeably, and I was soon left alone, with Amy and my mother having traipsed into Amy's bedroom. I heard giggling.

Fuck!

A few minutes later, Mom and Amy came out dressed in slutty outfits.

Mom was in a red dress and black nylons... the length of the dress not letting on whether they were pantyhose or nylons.

Amy was in a black leather skirt, black nylons and boots. "Let's go," Amy said.

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"Where?" I asked.

"To celebrate," she answered.

"Where?" I repeated.

"You'll see," Amy shrugged.

Mom surprised me by showing me the remote... yes, that remote... and saying, "Look what Amy gave me."

"Mom, no!" I panicked, but she turned it on.

"So much fun," Mom giggled as I moaned.

"Let's go," Amy said. "The uber is already outside."

I followed Mom and Amy outside and into the uber, the toy still buzzing inside me.

As we reached the uber I asked, "Can you shut it off, Mom?"

Mom responded by changing patterns to a more aggressive one. "Oops!"

"Mom!" I whined, as they got into the uber, putting me in the front seat... the toy inside me buzzing loud enough for the driver to hear.

"Bachelorette party," I explained with a major blush when he gave me a peculiar look.

I remained silent and mortified for ten minutes until it became obvious where we were going. "You're taking us to Le Chateau Club?" I asked, an exclusive lesbian club. I then rephrased, "You're taking my mother to a lesbian club?"

"You only live once," Mom responded, as she playfully changed my egg pattern again.

"What's gotten into you?" I asked, confused and exasperated.

"Not what's gotten into you, more's the pity," Mom joked, making Amy laugh.

"I really love your mother, Clarissa," Amy said, "I could just eat her all up."

Mom, catching the sexual innuendo responded, "And I may just let you do it."

"Mrs. Wilson," Amy purred. "You really are a bad girl."

"Not yet," Mom responded, as I turned my head to look at them staring intently at each other.

Thankfully, we arrived at the club. Who would have thought I would ever be thankful for that?

We got out and approached the entrance. Amy asked me, "Ready to have your life changed?"

"Too late," I answered.

"Why not?" Mom answered.

As we went in, my head was spinning with Mom's lusty declarations and actions, and my pussy was burning with the buzzing egg that Mom was still using to drive me crazy.

"Hi. Amy," the big-boned tattoo-covered brunette manning the door greeted. She looked butch enough that to say she was 'manning' the door seemed appropriate, although I heard later that she crafted high-priced designer gowns and belonged to Mensa. So as the old saying goes: 'Fuck stereotypes.'

"Hi, Janie," Amy greeted, "this my best friend Clarissa and her mom, Katie."

"Hi ladies," she greeted warmly. "First time?"

"Yeah," we both answered.

"It's Clarissa's bachelorette party," Amy added.

"I'll let them know inside," Janie offered.

"Please do," Amy said, before taking both our hands and leading us in.

Dance music blasted, and the place was quite crowded.

To my surprise, there was a single empty table, and Amy led us right to it. As we got closer, I saw that it said, "Reserved."

"You reserved a table?" I asked.

"Of course," she said. We sat down and immediately three drinks arrived. "I pre-ordered those, too."

I perused the room and was in awe. Women of all ages were here, dressed almost exclusively in sexy or slutty attire. There were women who could be my grandmother and kids who looked like they could still be in high school (although they were more likely to be college girls). I saw a pair of heels under a table where four chubby women were chatting... was that woman servicing the others? It certainly appeared so.

Amy announced to both of us, "What happens here, stays here."

"This place is wild," my mother said.

"Not yet it isn't, it's just getting started," Amy said.

I looked up to see a second-floor mezzanine with doors on the far side, including one with a line of five women standing outside of it.

Amy explained, "Those are private rooms, often for celebrities, politicians and other dignitaries."

"Oh," I said.

"Which celebrities come here?" Mom asked curiously.

"Quite a few," Amy said, before adding, "but I don't lick and tell."

"Yes you do," I joked.

"I don't use names," she pointed out.

"True enough," I said.

"For example, I haven't told anyone who I ate out for breakfast this morning," she added.

My face went beet red.

Mom gasped, "Was it you, Clarissa?"

It went even redder.

"See? I told no one," Amy smiled, smug that she had kept her secret without keeping her secret.

The door upstairs opened, a girl came out and another girl went in. "What's that about?" I asked, trying to change the subject, but also curious to know.

"That's Big Rosie's private room," she answered.

"Big Rosie?" I asked.

"Yeah, she's known to have the tastiest cunt in the city," Amy said matter-of-factly.

"Why? Was there a contest?" I joked.

"Actually, there was," Amy answered.

"Really?" Mom asked, looking very intrigued.

"Yeah, it was a month-long competition a couple of years ago," Amy said.

"A cunt Olympics," I joked, finding this whole thing a little over the top.

"Oooooooh, I like that," Amy nodded, not catching my sarcasm, "I'll have to suggest that idea to Daphne."

"Daphne?" I asked, as I looked at the line.

"Yeah, she owns this club," Amy answered.

"So you're saying that people wait in line to lick this Rosie's big pussy?" I asked, this seeming completely unbelievable.

"Yeah," Amy nodded. "It's worth the wait. But she doesn't have a big pussy, just a delicious one. It's Rosie herself who is big."

"Have you eaten Big Rosie?" Mom asked.

"A few times," Amy answered, without any shame.

"Is it the best?" Mom asked.

"It's like cunt Champagne," Amy described it.

Mom laughed, "You make pussy licking sound so fun and tasty."

"Oh, it is," Amy said. "Oh, it most certainly is."

"Amy!" I scolded.

"What? Do you want me to lie to your mother?"

I sighed.

Mom added, "Clarissa, I can take care of myself." She then added, "And perhaps take care of someone else, too."

"Mom!"

"What? It's the twenty-first century, isn't being bisexual in?"

"Definitely," Amy added, loving what was happening as I imagine she was already approaching her end game in seducing my mother.

"I give up," I sighed, as the song ended and a woman came onstage.

The chubby, big breasted, leather dressed woman announced, "Ladies, tonight we have a special guest."

After a dramatic pause, "A bachelorette!"

People clapped and cheered as I glared at Amy.

"Will Clarissa Wilson please come up here and join me?" the woman requested.

"I hate you," I told Amy, not wanting to get up.

"You're gonna love this," Amy promised.

"Go," Mom ordered me tersely.

"Fine," I sighed, although I was anything but fine. Although I was curious, and horny, the egg inside me still buzzing away, I was also mortified to be doing anything off colour in front of my mother... even if she was abnormally going along with all of this.

I got up and walked across the dance floor as people applauded and cheered me for no other reason than I'd been called to the stage.

Weird.

After I'd climbed onstage and reached the woman, she shoved a microphone in my face and asked me, "When is the wedding?"

"Next Saturday," I answered.

"To a guy or a girl?" she asked.

"To a man."

"Aaaaah, so is tonight about exploring the other side, or one final wild night?" she asked.

"I don't know," I responded, unsure of the answer.

"Well, we have a few bachelorette games for you to play," she said. "Are you ready?"

"Um, sure, I guess," I said, feeling every set of eyes in the large room watching me.

"Bring out the cunts," the woman said with theatrical flair.

And three chairs were brought out, trailed by three women: a petite young Asian who appeared to be in her early twenties, a chubby black woman in her thirties, and a white woman in her fifties.

All three women were naked from the waist down. Well... they were all wearing thigh highs and heels, but nothing to hide their... you know.

Each of them sat down and spread her legs.

"This game is called 'Deep Dive'," the women explained. "Your task is to pull two balls out of each pussy, then get the seventh ball out of mine, and finally spell a mystery word. You have three minutes. Unscramble the word correctly, and you win 500 bucks for your wedding."

"Really?" I asked, thinking more about the money than the task.

"Yep," she nodded. "But you only have three minutes."

"Oh," I said, as the vibration pattern changed inside me, making me glance over to my smiling Mom.

"Are you ready?" the lady (the clothed one) asked.

"Um, sure," I said, glancing over to the table where Amy and my mother were both watching and unsure of what else I could say as an entire crowded room watched me.

"All right, on three," she said. "One, two, three."

As soon as she said three, I hurried over to the small Asian, dropped before her, and slid a finger inside her twat. To my surprise, pulling ping pong balls (I would soon learn that's exactly what they were) out of a pussy wasn't as straightforward as I'd assumed.

The balls moved around escaping me... the girl moaned... and I had to stick two fingers inside her to try and get a grip.

I pulled the first one out. It displayed the letter 'B'. I placed it in a bowl that someone had placed beside me and quickly inserted my fingers back in, and after some more frustrating efforts, pulled out the letter 'E'.

I scurried over to the black woman, glancing at the clock. It had gotten up to 1:15. Shit. I had to make up some time.

I shoved my fingers inside the black woman and quickly found the first ball, the letter 'I'. I returned to her wet pussy, surprised how well the pink colour stood out framed by her dark skin. The second ball seemed to be actively trying to avoid me until I fished it out... an 'L'.

I was already pretty sure the word was 'lesbian'. That word contained all the letters I'd gathered so far, and it just seemed right for this place.

I rushed over to the older woman, older than my Mom, as I glanced at the clock: 2:05. I'd made up some time.

The older woman suggested, "Just shove that fist in my cunt, dear."

"Really?" I asked, surprised, as the pattern in my cunt changed and intensified again.

"Yes, baby, go ahead and fist fuck me," she urged.

So I made a fist and pushed it between her pussy lips, surprised by how easily it disappeared.

Once inside, I opened my hand and found the two balls rather quickly. Then, feeling naughty even though the clock was ticking, I gave her a couple of quick fist thrusts before pulling out... I glanced quickly at the letters 'S' and 'A'.

I knew I'd guessed right. 2:42.

I rushed over to the MC, dived under her skirt, which wasn't easy since it was leather, shoved my entire fist up her cunt, which was awkward since she was standing, and snatched (appropriately) the final ping pong ball.

"Oh, the slut just fisted me," the woman moaned theatrically into her microphone, as my hand moved around inside her.

I pulled it out, saw it was the 'N' I'd been expecting and called out, "Lesbian."

2:58.

"You win," she announced.

Clapping and cheering echoed through the room.

"Ready for round two?" she asked.

"Fuck yeah," I said, a massive rush of adrenaline coursing through me after succeeding in that strange task.

"You have ten minutes to go back and get each girl off," she instructed.

"Only ten?" I asked.

"For ten hundred dollar bills," she said.

"Oh," I said, glancing back at our table to see Amy and Mom watching me intently, both with smiles on their faces. Amy gave just the slightest nod as if telling me 'Do it!'.

"Are you game?" the MC asked.

"Why the fuck not?" I asked, now actually wanting to put on a show for Amy and Mom, and also for the growing audience, as people wandered in and stood near the entrances, wanting to see what all the commotion was.

"I couldn't have said it better," she laughed.

I knelt in front of the Asian, looking at her trimmed pussy, and said, "Start the clock."

"Okay," she laughed again. "One, two, and eat."

I buried my face in the Asian stranger and began licking my second pussy of the night (still annoyed I hadn't been allowed to finish the first one).

Unlike how Amy had meandered up and down my cunt as if she were taking a casual Sunday drive, I attacked this girl's clit like I was on a mission. I licked, I sucked on her clit and after a couple of minutes of her soft moaning, I slid two fingers inside her and finger banged her. That seemed to work, and her moans increased as I pleasured her cunt both inside and out. She screamed, and I received my first-ever cunt cum facial.

I lapped it up, wanting to enjoy and savour the sweet cream, and then I moved to the second cunt, glancing at the clock... 3:01. Nice! I was a bit ahead.

I couldn't help saying, "God, is your cunt beautiful," before I dove into the pink peach.

"Worship it, slut," she ordered, her fingers combing gently through my hair.

Her taste was stronger and tarter than the first, which made it even more addicting, and I lapped hungrily.

"That's it slut, suck on my clit," the black woman moaned, as she grabbed the back of my head and pulled me deeper into her pink oasis.

I sucked on her clit, tugging it between my lips as she began grinding on my face.

It was so hot just to be used by her.

It triggered my natural submissive persona, as I became one with my servitude.

I don't know how long she used my face for, probably longer than I needed for the contest, but at the moment getting her off was more important and all-consuming than a thousand bucks.

Finally she moaned, and wordlessly came all over my face... an abundance of wetness splattering my face as I got a cunt cum face wash: something I could definitely get used to. It was exhilarating, humiliating, stimulating, intoxicating and satisfying, and my pussy burned as Mom's vibrations intensified inside me.

Realizing time was of the essence, I reluctantly left the perfect pink pussy behind and moved to the last woman. I glanced at the clock and saw it was 7:56. Now I was behind.

I reached the older woman and asked, "Are you ready for a hard fist fucking?"

"Mmmmm, pound away," she smiled, opening her legs wider.

I slid my fist inside her and pumped her pussy like my arm was a mammoth cock. Her moans got loud instantly, and after thirty seconds I moved to her clit and licked it while still fist fucking her.

It was awkward and somewhat sporadic, but it was effective, since she came in just over a minute.

I fist fucked her for a moment longer before pulling out and burying my face in her cunt while it was still coming, lapping up her pussy juice.

"And with forty seconds to spare," the MC declared. "I think we have a natural here."

I glanced over and saw Amy was now sitting alone.

Where was Mom?

I looked more closely and saw Mom's shoes under the table.

My mother was going down on Amy.

Wow!

Amy smiled at me as the woman asked, "Ready for your final task?"

"Sure," I said, only half listening as I couldn't take my eyes off my mother's feet while she was under a table assumedly licking her first cunt... and if that was true, Mom and I had both lost our licking cherry to the same pussy, and on the same day. Weird.

"Ride the Sybian for three minutes without coming, and you get another thousand," the woman instructed me.

I looked behind me and saw a Sybian, a device that had always intrigued me, waiting for a cunt to sit on it.

"Sorry, I can't do that," I said.

"Why not?" she asked.

"I have an egg buzzing inside me," I admitted.

"You may take it out, my pet," Amy called loudly across the room.

"I'll do it," someone said, and in a flash, a cute blonde was kneeling before me and her fingers were in my pussy. She was a complete stranger.

I moaned, "Oh my."

The girl pulled it out, and then she sucked my excessive wetness off of it before handing it to me. "Mmmmmmm." Fortunately my plaid schoolgirl skirt had a pocket.

I quipped, drawn into the surreal moment, "It tastes even better directly from the source."

"Just snap your fingers, and I'll service you, ma'am," the blonde said.

"Good to know," I said, stunned by the conversation.

"She's just discovering her submissive side," the MC explained to me.

"Me too," I said in a daze.

"Well, go and ride," she said.

"Okay," I nodded, going over to the machine, straddling it and lowering myself down, as many people watched me doing it. "Oooooh," I moaned, my orgasm having been building for hours... literally.

"Ready?"

"Yes."

The buzzing started, and I let out a loud moan. The vibrations were powerful, far more powerful than my egg, and the cock rotated inside me.

This crazy day, from this morning's pussy pleasing by Amy, to Dwayne's permission for me to do just about anything except a man, to the egg inside me being controlled by my own Mom, to my brief taste of Amy, to the kinky games at Amy's house, to all that had happened here... I was already at the edge of eruption.

I'd like to say I lasted the three minutes.

I'd like to say I lasted two minutes.

I'd like to say I lasted even a minute.

I lasted only 44 seconds.

I screamed, "I'm coming!" The orgasm hit me like an inner tornado, as the hours of being teased had me fully primed for an intense orgasm.

I closed my eyes and just allowed the pleasure to consume me... not caring that my blatant orgasm was being witnessed by two hundred plus strangers, my best friend, plus even my (slut?) Mom.

I then opened my eyes and got one final shock.

My Mom hadn't even seen my orgasm... that wasn't the shock.

She was still under the table... that also wasn't the shock.

The shock was there was someone else at the table now.

And not just anyone... but the Governor of our state... Governor Greene.

Oh my God! Both from the pleasure still spinning through me and the reality the Governor was not only here but she was sitting at my table with Amy, and she was also possibly being licked by my mother. Could she be the Daphne that Amy had said owned this club? Wow!

The MC said, as I remained on the buzzing machine, "Well, no thousand dollars, but you already have 1500, you get to take the Sybian home, your drinks are free for the rest of the night, and here is a front of the line pass for Big Rosie."

"Thank you," I said, wondering how I was going to explain a Sybian to Dwayne, but I climbed off of it, as I wanted to go to our table and meet Governor Daphne Greene.

I went to the table and Amy spoke up immediately: "Governor Greene, this is my best friend Clarissa."

"Hi, Clarissa," the Governor greeted, extending her hand, smiling warmly, "Congratulations on your impending nuptials."

"Thank you, Governor," I said, as I looked down at the table.

"Your mother is getting to know our Governor up close and personal," Amy smiled.

"Oh," was all I could say.

"Enjoying yourself?" Governor Greene asked.

"It's been surreal," I said.

"Clarissa, join your mother under the table," Amy ordered.

"Amy!" I said.

"Now," Amy stated firmly. "You can do some mother and daughter bonding."

"Go ahead, Clarissa," the Governor offered, "you look rather hungry."

"Dare I lick Your Excellency?" I asked, going along with another suddenly surreal moment in the domino of others I had experienced in just around twenty-four hours.

"You'd better," she responded playfully, as I lowered myself to the floor and crawled under the large table.

"Move over, Mom," I said, "it's my turn with the Governor."

"Did you expect any of this tonight?" Mom asked me, as she backed up a bit, both to make room for me and to re-approach Amy's cunt.

"Not in a million years," I said, before adding, "although the past two days have been one surprise after another."

"Get eating me, Mrs. Wilson," Amy ordered, ending our brief and weird mother-daughter conversation.

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"Enjoy," Mom smiled playfully at me before turning away and crawling between Amy's legs.

I crawled between the Governor's legs, realizing I was about to lick the same pussy that Mom had just been licking.

Weird.

So for the next ten minutes, I ate the Governor's, and hopefully the next President's, pussy.

Unlike the prior three , time was no longer of the essence, so I tried to replicate Amy's earlier pleasing of me... taking my time... savouring what I assumed was a once in a lifetime interlude.

I probed.

I licked.

I sucked.

I fingered.

I explored the outside of her pussy with my tongue.

I explored the inside of her pussy with my fingers.

I tried to find her g-spot.

After a fair amount of searching, I found it... and her legs twitched as I tapped on it.

"Your pet has discovered my g-spot," Governor Greene announced to Amy.

"Her mother just found mine, too," Amy replied.

Then within a minute, Mom and I had gotten our respective women off.

Governor Greene's cum was like warm wine, cascading out of her cunt and into my extended, cupped, tongue before I tilted it into my mouth.

Amy moaned, "Lap up my cum, Mommy."

"Mmmmm, the Mommy card," I smiled, as I licked. Could I have sex with my mother? Unlike my father, she would know it was me.

I pushed that thought away for another time, as I focused on finishing the task at tongue.

A minute later the Governor ordered us, "Come on up, you two."

Mom and I crawled out and joined them at the table.

"Well, that was different," my Mom said enthusiastically, her face glistening with Amy's pussy juice.

"That's an understatement," I laughed.

"I need to get going," the Governor said apologetically, "but it was a pleasure meeting you two."

I wanted to say 'literally', but refrained and said instead, "The pleasure was all mine."

"Oh, we know that's not completely true, you little vixen," the Governor smiled, leaning in and giving me a kiss.

I then moved out of her way and she got out.

"Be sure to vote in 2020," she said.

"You've got my vote, hands down," I promised sincerely, before joking, "or is it knees down."

"Thanks," she smiled with a soft genuine laugh, before adding, "be sure to use that pass; sampling Big Rosie is a must."

"I will," I agreed, glancing up to see five people lined up for her, as the Governor walked away.

"What the fuck?" I said, looking at Amy.

"We're friends," Amy shrugged, as if it wasn't a big deal.

"You tell me everything, but this you don't?" I asked, flabbergasted.

"Like I said, what happens here, stays here," she said. She then pointed, "For example, over there is Laura Madison, ex-Disney good girl now turned movie star."

"Oh my God," I gasped, as I looked and saw it was indeed she. Ms. Madison was wearing a flimsy pink negligee with matching thigh highs that literally hid nothing (ironic since she had a no nudity clause in her movies because of her wholesome Disney image... although I did recall she had recently broken up with her celebrity boyfriend which made all the newscasts and tabloids... I imagine those same tabloids would have a field day with this story), and had an obviously expensive necklace around her neck with the words 'OWNED SLUT' spelled out prominently in diamonds. She was on all fours and being led on a leash by a haughty-looking woman in her twenties.

"She's very submissive," Amy explained.

Mom said, "May I go wait in line, Mistress Amy?"

"You may, slut," Amy generously agreed, as I let out a little gasp at Mom calling her 'Mistress'.

"I'm dying to taste her cunt," Mom bluntly said.

"Really?" I asked.

"When in Rome..." she shrugged and walked over to the stairs.

"Wow!" I said.

"I may have awakened a sleeping slut," Amy said.

"Maybe two of us," I said, as I looked around, thinking the same thing as my mother.

Amy smiled, "The cool thing about Dwayne, is that you can have your cake and eat your pie, too."

"Mmmmmmm," I smiled, adding, "I still haven't tasted your cunt cum yet."

"The night is still young," she smiled.

"Are you really Mom's Mistress?" I asked.

"I imagine so," she nodded. "Your mother really needed tonight, likely more than you."

"It's so weird," I said, as I glanced at Mom walking up the stairs.

"We're all sexual beings," Amy shrugged. "It's just too bad that mothers and daughters never really get to have this chat or share these experiences."

"Hmmmm," I said, before asking, "So are you my Mistress too?"

"What do you think?" she asked.

"I hope so," I said.

"Tonight you will obey any order I give you," she said. "Is that understood?"

"Yes, Mistress," I replied, liking the idea of allowing her to completely control what happened the rest of the night... tonight I could be like Laura Madison, an OWNED SLUT.

"Good, girl," she smiled, her hand going to my leg.

I glanced at the line-up and asked seeing Mom now at the end of the five-person line. "So Big Rosie is a must?"

"Definitely," she said, glancing up too.

"I have an idea," I said.

"What's that, my wicked little slut?" she asked.

"Some more Mom and daughter bonding," I said, leaning in and kissing her. Breaking the kiss, I said, "When I return, though, I want to be your complete, obedient, submissive pet."

"Oh, you'll be that for life," she assured me, as I stood up.

I smiled, "This accidental gangbang sequel doesn't seem so accidental."

"Oh, it was years in the making," she smiled, "but man is it going to lead to more epic sequels."

"I hope we can keep them as good each time," I joked.

"Oh, we can always up the ante," she said.

"I'll be back soon," I said, giddy with anticipation.

"You better be," she said, before I walked away and sauntered towards the line and my Mom.

I walked up the stairs, grabbed Mom's hand and we walked together to the front of the line, showing my pass.

Someone behind me sighed, "Fuck," but no one walked away.

Mom asked, "What are you doing?"

"Something unpredictable," I answered.

"That's tonight's motto, it seems," Mom said sheepishly, not as confident away from Amy.

"Mom, I'm really enjoying spending this time with you," I shared. You know, exploring who we are, and doing crazy things around each other."

"Me too," she said, appearing noticeably relieved by my words.

"Although you know Amy will want to fuck us or use us from now on."

"I hope so," Mom said. "I needed to get out of my rut."

"Is Dad not satisfying you?" I asked.

"He's adequate," she shrugged.

"Not a ringing endorsement," I laughed.

"I suck him, he doesn't lick me," she said, "he comes when we have sex, I don't."

"That is sad," I said.

"It's not how it used to be," she said.

The door opened and a voice called out, "Next."

"Let's go," I said.

"Together?" she asked.

"Yes," I said, leading her into the room.

A large naked black woman, with the hugest tits I'd ever seen, was reclining on a sofa with her legs spread... her pink peach already drawing me in.

I said, "I have a pass."

"Lucky girl," she smiled.

"May I share it with my mother?" I asked.

She looked surprised. "She's your real mother?"

"Clarissa came out of my cunt," Mom bragged, which made Big Rosie roar... a loud laugh that echoed throughout the small room.

"Well, it's unorthodox, and something I've never had done to me, so fuck yeah," she permitted.

I led Mom to the woman and we both dropped before her.

"Go ahead," I offered, and Mom buried her face in the pink peach.

"Oh yeah," Big Rosie moaned, "show Big Rosie and your daughter how big a lezzie slut you are."

I watched closely as Mom licked the large woman eagerly. God, was it hot.

"Come suck on my tits," Big Rosie ordered me.

"Yes, Ma'am," I said as eagerly as my Mom, moving to her massive melons.

For a couple minutes I sucked on her nipples and cupped her huge tits, before Mom sat up and said, "Your turn honey, you just have to taste this cunt."

"That good?" I asked.

"I imagine if every woman had the chance to taste Big Rosie's nectar, there wouldn't be any straight women left," Mom said, a look of admiration and lust in her eyes.

"I'm flattered," Big Rosie laughed again, as Mom and I swapped places.

As I licked, I couldn't believe the taste... it was similar to all the others in some ways, and yet somehow completely different, too.

The taste was stronger... addicting.

I lapped away as if this were my last meal.

After a couple of minutes, Mom and I swapped places again, doing this two or three times before I began licking between the big pussy lips while Mom bent over and somehow reached out her tongue far enough to lick the swollen clit.

"Oh fuck, you sluts, keep licking," Big Rosie moaned, grabbing both our heads and holding them in place until we got her off.

Mom and I both lapped up the cunt cum that flooded out of the pink peach. Once she was done coming, Mom licked some wetness off my face and I licked some off hers.

Before I knew it... we were kissing.

"Hot," Big Rosie said, as we kept kissing.

Mom broke the kiss and said, "Sorry, honey."

I said, "Don't be sorry, the next time we kiss I want to be kissing your other lips."

"Oh my," Mom said, looking lustful but confused.

"Thanks, Big Rosie," I said, "that was heavenly."

"Thank you too," she smiled. "Never had a mother-daughter team."

"Well, hopefully we'll see you again," I said.

"You know where I'll be," she said.

Mom and I walked out and down the stairs back to Amy... hand in hand.

I said, drunk on cunt lust and lesbian passion, "Mom, when we get back to Amy's, I'll use my new strap-on on you first."

Mom surprised me once again, as she said, squeezing my hand just before she kissed me again, "I'd love that, dearest, and hopefully in my ass."

THE END

Coming next:

Accidental Gangbang: A Mom-Daughter Show

The night continues with Clarissa committing incest for a second time (this time with her mother) and a lesbian playtime with movie star Laura Madison.

Accidental Gangbang: An Incest Show - Incest/Taboo

Mom and daughter fuck each other in front of a live audience.

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Summary: Mom and daughter fuck each other in front of a live audience.

Thanks to: Tex Beethoven and Robert for editing.

Note 1: This is another sequel to 2014's Accidental Gangbang (which was originally a stand-alone story, but after over a million reads and lots of requests, I went back and re-read the rather short and simple original story (which was re-edited in March 2018).

The next story began the next morning, and this one continues that evening at Le Chateau Club. Reading parts one and two aren't mandatory for reading this part, but of course it won't hurt.

Note 2: In the original story, Accidental Gangbang, a bride-to-be named Clarissa realizes she had spent some weeks being Bridezilla, so she decides to give her fiancé Dwayne an early wedding gift to thank him for being so patient. She hides in a two-holed Christmas box so she can surprise him with her virgin ass and whatever else he might choose to enjoy. Unfortunately for her plan (but perhaps fortunately for her sexual awakening), her fiancé's friends unexpectedly show up for his Bachelor Party, and in order to remain anonymous she finds herself sucking cocks and getting fucked by all the men (including her father-in-law-to-be and even her own oblivious father). The only man not to use the anonymous slut-in-a-box was her fiancé... demonstrating that he was a man of loyalty and character.

Her buzzing phone in the next room alerts Dwayne who the slut-in-a-box is, and after he rushes everyone out, he opens the box. After tearfully explaining everything, and to her great surprise finding he's not angry with her, Clarissa finally succeeds in giving her virgin ass to her fiancé, and then gets double penetrated for the first time as well, when the best man walks back in on them to retrieve his wallet, and he too learns the truth about who the boxed slut had been.

In Accidental Gangbang: A Lez Munchfest, Clarissa's sexual awakening is pushed further when her best friend, who has tried to convince her to explore her lesbian side for years, devours her at the kitchen table the next morning and also demonstrates on her that the g-spot is not a myth. After a kinky bachelorette party that evening, Clarissa, Amy and her mother go to the famous Le Chateau Club where the party hits a whole new level (with guest appearances by Governor Greene and the always delicious Big Rosie).

This third part continues immediately after Clarissa and her mother double team Big Rosie and playfully hint (actually it's pretty blunt... see below) at some incestuous mom and daughter fucking.

Chapter 2 ended with these words:

Mom and I walked out and down the stairs back to Amy... hand in hand.

I said, drunk on cunt lust and lesbian passion, "Mom, when we get back to Amy's, I'll use my new strap-on on you first."

Mom surprised me once again, as she said, squeezing my hand just before she kissed me again, "I'd love that, dearest, and hopefully in my ass."

And now part three... continuing from that last nasty, yet fucking hot, line...

"Mom, I'm going to make you my personal Mommy-slut," I purred, squeezing her hand and feeling that in this new phase of our mother-daughter relationship I needed to be in control, as we leaned against the wall.

"You are, are you?" Mom smiled, her tone playful and one that gave me all the assurance I needed that she was okay with it.

"Yes, I am, Mommy-slut," I said, as I looked into her eyes, feeling a rush of adrenalin from the power I suddenly felt. I added, as my hand went under her skirt and to her pussy (where I discovered she wasn't wearing any panties), "Have you ever been with a woman before?"

"Not before tonight," Mom admitted with a shiver as my fingers traced her pussy lips.

"Me too," I answered, "although it was this morning for me."

"Amy?" Mom asked.

"Yeah," I nodded.

"Yeah, she told me she'd breakfasted on your peach," Mom said with a smile.

"She told you? Peach?" I asked surprised, as I tapped her clit gently.

"Y-y-yes," she trembled, "she said you tasted very good."

"Does she taste good?" I asked, kind of jealous that Mom had tasted my best friend's full flood of pussy cum before I did, although I did taste her first, ever so briefly while she wasn't coming, in the bedroom before my bachelorette party.

"Amazing," she moaned again, as I slid a finger inside her.

"Do you want to taste your daughter's peach?" I asked.

"Before or after you fuck me with the strap-on?" she asked wickedly, and I noticed not answering the question.

"Before," I answered, then insisted on hearing the words, as I explored her insides with my finger, "now answer my question. Does my mother want to lick her daughter's perfect peach?"

"Yes," she moaned, as I began fingering her.

"Yes, what?" I asked, really enjoying the power I was asserting over my mother.

"Yes, Mommy wants to eat my daughter's perfect peach and be her submissive Mommy-slut," she answered, in easily the hottest statement I'd ever heard.

"My soon to be three-hole Mommy-slut," I added.

"I haven't been ass fucked for years," Mom revealed, as she moaned loudly from my finger banging.

"We can't let that sad lack to continue," I said, before I added, pondering how much I was going to tell her about last night, "I haven't been ass fucked since last night."

"I thought you were a good girl," Mom said, with another moan.

"I was before my accidental gangbang last night at Dwayne's bachelor party," I said, giving another broad hint as I glanced downstairs to Amy and saw she was talking to the pretty red-haired woman who was holding the leash of the movie star Laura Madison, who was still on all fours.

"Accidental gangbang?" Mom asked.

"Yeah," I nodded, suddenly distracted by the pretty celebrity in pink lingerie and stockings on the floor.

"Yeah what, honey? Tell me," Mom asked, as I stopped fingering her.

I pulled my finger out and put it to my mouth. "Mmmmmm, yummy."

I took her hand and led her down the stairs as she said, "Wait! Your father was at Dwayne's bachelor party."

I said, my tone ominous, yet revealing nothing for now, "Yes, he was."

Luckily, as I wasn't ready for that full conversation yet, Amy waved to us and yelled, "Sluts, get over here."

"We'll continue this conversation later," I said, as I easily shifted gears from a potential Mistress for my mother to an already established submissive for Amy.

"Okay," Mom said, as we reached Amy hand in hand.

"Sluts, this is Samantha Summers," Amy said.

"Hi, ma'am," Mom and I both greeted simultaneously.

"It's Mistress," the pretty woman clarified with hauteur, as I looked into her hypnotic green eyes. God, she was beautiful. But so intimidating.

"Sorry, hi, Mistress," Mom I both corrected.

"How was Big Rosie?" Amy asked.

"Exquisite," Mom said.

"Tantalizing," I added.

"She is one of a kind," Amy nodded.

"Are you two sluts incestuous?" Mistress Samantha asked.

"Not yet," I answered, before adding, "we were just discussing how we might accomplish that."

"69, now!" the redhead ordered. "Right here, right now."

"Really?" I asked.

"It wasn't a suggestion," she glowered, her tone one of utter impatience. "Be good lesbian incestuous sluts and put on a good show for us, and I will give you my slut for the night."

I looked down at the pretty celebrity, her head down.

"Look up, slut," Samantha ordered her.

"Sorry, Mistress," Laura said, looking up, her cheeks red with shame, her necklace prominent enough to read clearly, spelling out in beds of diamonds: OWNED SLUT.

"Are you willing to be these two's pet for the rest of the night?" she asked.

"Three," Amy corrected.

"Okay, three," Samantha agreed, although you could tell she was slightly annoyed at the impertinent interruption.

"Yes, Mistress," Laura agreed, looking up at the two of us... Amy not in her view.

"Maybe after you see these two incestuous sluts 69, you'll want to do the same with your own mother,' Samantha added.

Laura didn't respond, although a slight wince in her face hinted she didn't like that threat.

"So get on the table, sluts," Samantha ordered.

"Right here?" I asked again, thinking, hoping, we maybe could go to a private room. It was one thing to do all the kinky shit I did tonight on my own in front of all these strangers, it was an entirely different thing to openly commit incest in front of them.

"No, let's go outside and do it next to the highway," she said sarcastically. "Of course, here."

"Now, sluts," Amy ordered. "You both agreed you're my sluts now. That means obeying all orders, and I'm loaning you to Mistress Samantha for a while because she's excellent at what she does."

"Yes, Mistress Amy," Mom agreed, as she climbed onto the table and lay face up on it, obviously willing to do anything ordered. "Come sit on Mommy's face, you peachy bridal slut."

"Yes, Mommy," I agreed, deciding if we were going to do this right here, right now, we'd make it one hot as fuck incestuous scene... and the term 'Mommy' sounded so much hotter than 'Mom' or 'Mother'.

I crawled onto the table, a rush of adrenaline coursing through me, as unlike last night, this time I was about to willingly commit incest, and straddled my mother.

"Good girls," Mistress Amy approved.

"Dive into your Mom's cunt, slut," Mistress Samantha ordered, the two Mistresses having very different approaches. It really made me wonder how Laura could have ended up as a pet for her. That thought would have to wait as I pulled up Mom's red skirt, learning her black nylons weren't thigh highs, but stockings attached to a garter-belt. I was now staring directly into my Mom's hairy pussy.

As I leaned down to taste my mother, I felt her tongue part my pussy lips. I moaned, "Yes, Mommy, that's really nice," before I 'dove in' as ordered and replicated what she was doing to me.

I found a nice path between her wet pussy lips and had only been licking for a few seconds before I heard the same MC from my earlier bachelorette tasks, "Tonight we have a rare special activity, I'm told. A first-time Mom and daughter 69. May I have a spotlight on table thirty-seven?"

I heard gasps.

I heard claps.

My surroundings were suddenly flooded with dazzling light.

I kept my head down, ashamed at the announcement and intimidated by the prominent lighting, but also stimulated by it... as well as by Mom's tongue lapping away hungrily.

"What does your mother taste like?" the MC asked, as now I had a microphone sticking into the side of my face (the front of my face of course full of wet, delicious cunt).

Filled with my lust for Mommy's cunt and the adrenaline of the situation, I answered like a bimbo slut myself, "Like sweet homemade pie."

The microphone disappeared, and I resumed licking my original birth canal.

Weird.

Strange.

Erotic.

Taboo.

Heaven.

The MC asked, "What kind of slut eats her daughter's cunt?"

"A submissive bimbo cunt craving whore," my Mom answered promptly between licks, and hearing her talk so nasty turned me on even more.

"Fucking delicious," the MC chuckled, obviously impressed by my Mom's answer.

"Yes, my daughter's cunt certainly is," Mom responded, as she attacked my cunt with lustful hunger.

"Well, these two are clearly taking mother and daughter bonding to an entirely new level," the MC observed.

Wanting to put on a show for the MC, for Amy, for the entire ballroom, and also wanting Mom to know what a good a job she was doing, I moaned loudly, "Yes, Mommy, I love your tongue on my cunt."

"Tell the audience what you want," the MC ordered, the microphone pointing back at me.

"To have Mommy eat my cunt and then to use her as my personal Mommy slut from now on," I declared.

"Really?" Amy asked, her tone surprised.

"Yes, Mistress Amy, we may both be your lesbian submissive sluts," I continued, even though I couldn't see her, "but I'm above Mommy in the Mistress hierarchy."

"I can accept that," Amy allowed, as I realized this was the most inappropriate place for an intimate conversation ever, but just went with it.

"Do you accept those terms, Mommy?" the MC questioned, as I resumed dining on Mom's peach pie.

"God, yes," Mom moaned loudly, seemingly as enthralled by the moment as I was.

"God, yes, what?" the MC added.

"God, yes, I want to be a submissive bimbo cunt munching slut for both my daughter and her best friend," Mom declared even as she kept licking me.

"So you're an incest slut?" the MC drilled down.

"I'm an incest slut for my Mistress daughter," Mommy declared.

"Then get your daughter off, Mommy-pet," I demanded, trying to sound like a Mistress, although it didn't roll off my tongue nearly as smoothly as obedience did.

"Yes, Mistress," Mom responded, sucking my clit between her lips.

My mom's tongue, the wild last half hour and the kinky exhibitionistic reality of it all had my pussy on fire and I knew I was going to come, and soon. I moaned loudly, for some reason wanting everyone in the large room to know, "I'm about to come on my mother's tongue."

"Come all over your Mother's face," my temporary Mistress ordered.

"Now, slut," Amy added.

As if my body were conditioned to instantly obey Amy's every order, and still with the hot spotlight on my back, my orgasm erupted as I screamed, loud enough for everyone in the establishment to hear, microphone or no, "My Mom's making me COME!"

"Fucking hot," the MC said, I think more to herself than the crowd.

Mom lapped up my cunt cream as I trembled like I was having a sexual seizure.

"Eat your Mother," the other Mistress reminded me.

"Yes, Mistress," I replied in a daze as I leaned back down, even as pleasure continued to course through me, and resumed licking my mother's no longer forbidden fruit.

"Oh yes, baby, eat Mommy's cunt," Mom moaned. "Mommy needs to come so bad."

"Eat her cunt, you incestuous slut," the other Mistress ordered, seeming to get off particularly on the incest angle of the act she was watching.

"Oh yes, I love Mommy's cunt," I replied, knowing the microphone was still nearby.

"And Mommy loves yours," Mom moaned, sounding like she was this close.

"Come for me, Mommy-slut," I ordered, as I slid two fingers inside her.

"Yes, fuck Mommy's cunt," Mom screamed, as I furiously pumped two fingers inside her while orally attacking her clit.

A few seconds later, Mom bellowed, "Yes!"

And I was rewarded with my mother's sweet nectar. I eagerly lapped up her cum as her orgasm cascaded through her.

Once done, I pulled my fingers out, pulled Mom up and slid my cunt-coated fingers into her mouth.

Mom wordlessly (as if she had a choice) sucked her cunt cum off my fingers before I pulled them out and kissed her passionately... this somehow feeling even more erotic and forbidden than having sex (as odd as it sounds). She kissed me back and we melted into each other.

When I broke the kiss, the imposing redheaded Mistress said, "Follow me, you two incestuous sluts."

Amy nodded when I looked at her for confirmation.

Mom and I helped each other off the table with a little additional help from the MC, and we started walking after the Mistress and her crawling celebrity pet.

"Knees, sluts," the Mistress ordered aggressively, and both Mom and I lowered ourselves to the floor and crawled behind the Mistress, getting a great look at Laura Madison's ass, which I now noticed had an actual tail coming out of her butthole. She was very much a pet.

Wow!

I looked behind and saw Amy was following too, although she was walking.

Crawling up the stairs was humiliating and awkward.

Crawling past the line to Big Rosie, a line I'd just waltzed to the head of thirty minutes ago (give or take... I really had no sense of time in this pleasure palace) was also humiliating and awkward.

Yet, as women kept turning to stare at us, it was also stimulating and exciting.

As we crawled into a room, I still couldn't believe how much had transpired in just twenty-four hours.

From frigid to wild.

From straight to bisexual.

From submissive to dominant and back to submissive.

"Knees, Amy," the beautiful redhead ordered.

I glanced back to see how Amy would react. I watched as she joined us on all fours and replied, "Yes, Mistress Samantha." Right, that was her name. I'd forgotten it completely during my incestuous daze of lust.

"Crawl to me," Mistress Samantha ordered.

Amy obeyed. Seeing Amy as a submissive was captivating. At the moment she looked as mindless as I knew I did.

Mistress Samantha sat on the edge of a king-sized bed, parted her legs and Amy crawled between them.

"Are you ready to show your pets how you too are a pet sometimes?" Mistress Samantha asked, looking down at Amy.

"Yes, Mistress," Amy nodded, as she turned to us and added, "It's good for them to know there is always someone higher up."

"Higher up than me?" Mistress Samantha asked in a challenging tone.

"Of course not, Mistress," Amy replied.

"I thought not," she said, mollified as she snapped her fingers and Amy began licking her pussy.

Mistress Samantha told Mom and me, "As I promised, my slut is yours; play with her as you will."

"Thank you, Mistress," I said, in awe of how casually she was giving us the total use of the most popular female celebrity in the world.

Laura crawled to us and whispered, not at all unwillingly, "How may I serve you two?"

"How did you end up like this?" Mom asked, seeming to be as shocked by this reality as I was.

"It's a long story," she answered, before adding, "Mistress Samantha is very convincing."

"So I see," I said, looking at the indomitable Amy lapping away between the pretty redhead's legs.

"And you will do anything she says?" Mom asked.

"You two just ate each other out in a room full of strangers," she pointed out. "You didn't seem to mind."

"Touché," I chuckled awkwardly, the reality of what we just did sounding so sinful.

She then asked, "Are you really mother and daughter? By blood?"

"Yes," I admitted, oddly feeling no shame when perhaps I should have.

"Wow!" she said, not disgusted, but shocked, perhaps intrigued. She added, "And just now on that table was your first time doing each other?"

I nodded, "Yes, and I'd never tasted anyone's pussy before tonight."

"Me either," Mom chipped in before adding, as she pushed the hot actress onto her back, "but it's time to make up for lost time."

"Mom!" I gasped and then added, in a tone similar to one my mother had used against me a million times, "are you really trying to go down on Laura Madison before I do?"

"Well, daughter Mistress, do you want to eat the princess's cunt while I sit on her face, or do you want to sit on her face while I eat her cunt?" Mom asked.

"There's a question I never imagined my sweet mother asking me," I laughed as I looked at the beautiful Laura Madison.

"Please come sit on my face Mistress," Laura offered more like a compatriot than an inferior, and certainly not anything like a movie star who must have her own mansion and staff of servants, "I'm really craving a ripe cunt."

"Another sentence I never imagined hearing," I said, as I climbed aboard and straddled Laura's face.

"Mother and daughter evenings are going to take on a whole new meaning," Mom said, as I watched her crawl between the celebrity's nylon-clad legs.

"It will be tough to beat tonight," I moaned, as Laura's tongue made contact with my still wet cunt.

Mom didn't respond though, as she began licking Laura's cunt.

I pondered:

Being accidentally gangbanged in my fiancé's and my living room.

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Being accidentally fucked by my father.

Being eaten in my kitchen by my best friend.

Eating my best friend.

Having lesbian sex and riding a Sybian onstage in a roomful of strangers.

Sharing a black pussy with my mother.

Doing a live 69 with my mother while it was being commentated.

All those were surreal and unbelievable... yet didn't come close to matching what was currently transpiring.

My Mom and I were in a threesome with the most famous woman in the world... and we'd already both eaten out the other most famous woman in the country, if not in the world, Governor Greene.

I closed my eyes and allowed the Laura Madison to lick me.

Having already come multiple times today, I knew this would be a lengthy lapping.

"That's it, Amy," Mistress Samantha moaned, "lick my cunt."

Through the lust I was in, I'd almost forgotten Amy was here. I glanced back and saw Mistress Samantha's hand on the back of Amy's head.

Trying to mimic the Mistress's persona, I reached down and pulled Laura's head deeper into my pussy and ordered, "Eat my pussy, Laura."

She kept licking me, moaning the entire time, and then I felt her entire body shudder as Mom got her off.

Mistress Samantha moaned, "Your pet just got my pet off."

"Mmmmmm," Amy moaned, as she licked.

"Suck on my clit, my little celebrity slut," I ordered, feeling my own orgasm growing.

"Ride her face," Mommy added, as she approached me from behind, squeezed my boobs and kissed my neck.

"Mmmmmmmm," I moaned, as I turned back towards Mom and kissed her, tasting Laura's pussy second hand. "Did she taste good?"

"Delicious," Mom said, as she kissed me.

We kissed for a moment, before I began grinding on Laura's face, feeling a rush of power from being on top and in charge... for although I had enjoyed obeying Amy's orders tonight and being a complete slut last night, it was exhilarating to be in control of someone else... first with my mother, and now with Laura.

I continued to hold Laura's face deep in my cunt and began to really grind on her face. "That's it," I moaned, then feeling witty, I referenced one of her biggest movies, 'Pink Princess', "lick your queen's cunt, my pink princess."

"Then what am I?" Mom asked.

"My pussy peasant," I smoothly alliterated.

"Yes, my Queen," Mom smiled, as she tweaked my tits and nibbled my neck while I frolicked freely on Laura's face.

I closed my eyes and allowed my long-building orgasm to rise to a climactic crescendo, a perfect harmonic orchestra of sounds, as I screamed, "Yes, I'm coming!"

I collapsed forward, my pussy still above the movie star, and was surprised when I felt a tongue on my asshole while Laura's was still busy lapping up my flooding cunt cum.

My body trembled from the intensity of euphoria, as I allowed my orgasm to consume me.

Mom was still licking my ass when Mistress Samantha ordered, "Incest sluts, fuck each other with this."

I looked up and saw a two-foot-long double ended dildo lying next to me on the floor.

"I'm not sure I can come again," I gasped, as I rolled onto my back.

"Only one way to find out," Mom chirped happily, as she grabbed the massive dildo and slid one fat end inside my cunt with ease.

"Oh fuck, Mom," I screamed, as I was suddenly filled with this massively fat dildo.

"Scissor, sluts," Mistress Samantha ordered.

"What does that even mean?" I asked.

Laura explained, "Cross your legs with each other's and fuck yourselves with the dildo in both your cunts. But it also means your pussy lips need to kiss each other's, so between the two of you you'll need to completely hide the salami."

"Oh, of course," I smiled, as Mom began working herself into that exact position.

It was awkward, but I watched as Mom inserted the other end of the dildo in her box and moved closer to me... slowly.

As her cunt lips laboriously approached mine, the generous portion of the dildo that was inside me somehow wormed its way to new depths, while stimulating me like crazy as Mom's thrusting approach crammed it into me like a slithering pleasure snake.

"Oh God," I moaned.

"I'm going to scissor the fuck out of you," Mom said, which made me laugh.

"You do that," I smiled, before adding, "and Laura, come and sit on my face. No way I'm leaving this room without tasting you."

"Yes, Queen," she smiled, referencing my earlier self-proclaimed title.

"Mmmmmm," I smiled and moaned as she straddled my face, just as I felt my mother's cunt lips begin twitching against mine.

Cunt to cunt, with a massive dildo completely inside us, as our nether lips made out.

"Now fuck each other, you incestuous bimbos," Mistress Samantha ordered, as I stared into Laura's cunt.

I wasn't sure exactly how to do that, especially since I was distracted and captivated by the most famous actress in the world's pussy above me... her sweet scent enveloping me.

Mom began moving her hips as I extended my tongue and moaned as the dildo moved deep inside me.

"Hungry, slut?" Amy asked, assumedly to Mom, since my face was already occupied.

"Always," Mom said.

"I'm so going to fuck my own mom, and soon," Amy pledged.

"I can help with that," Mom offered.

"Less plotting, more fucking," Mistress Samantha ordered.

"To be continued," Amy said, as I considered that there was no doubt Amy would make that happen.

Thus began a wild foursome.

I licked Laura.

Mom licked Amy.

Mom and I fucked each other deeply.

There was no more talking... just moaning.

Laura's cunt tasted amazing, and hearing her moan for me was exhilarating.

After a few minutes of our wild lesbian foursome... it became a surprise sixsome (is that even a word? Perhaps better, since some of us were blowing each other like horns, the word sextet could be redirected) as I heard the unmistakable voice of Governor Greene begging, "Yes, fuck me, Mistress."

"In your asshole?" Mistress Samantha asked, her tone one of power and one that she was clearly using to impress the four of us.

"Yes, Mistress, pound my asshole with that big cock," Governor Greene responded, just one more hot unbelievable shock in a day full of hot unbelievable shocks.

"Such a good slut," Mistress Samantha moaned.

The Governor moaned back, "Oh yes, fill my ass."

I wish I could have viewed the sodomy of this potential next President of the country, but alas, I was busy munching on the most famous actress in the world while fucking my mother. Poor, poor me... not!

The moans filling the room increased and it was Mom who came first, her screams muffled somewhat by Amy's pussy.

Laura followed, wordlessly flooding my face with her sweet nectar.

Amy followed shortly afterwards as she ordered, "Suck on my clit, Mommy-slut."

I lapped up Laura's pussy juice until she dazedly rolled off of me.

I looked up as Amy leaned down and kissed me.

She whispered, as the dildo was pulled out of me, "Enjoying your bachelorette party?"

I quoted our favourite movie, "I'm having the time of my life."

"It has been a lot of dirty diving," she smiled.

"Thank you so much," I breathed, looking up at her in awe.

"Slut, fist fuck our bachelorette bimbo," Mistress Samantha ordered.

"Yes, Mistress," Laura replied eagerly, as I felt my legs being spread wide.

"This may hurt a bit," Amy warned, as she resumed kissing me.

"Oh God, yes, drill my ass," Governor Greene moaned, although I still couldn't see her.

Fingers parted my pussy and I moaned into Amy's mouth.

"Ever been fisted?" Amy asked.

"No," I moaned, as some fingers... don't ask me how many... entered me.

"Tonight is a long night of firsts," Amy smiled.

"That it is," I smiled.

"May I come, Mistress?" Governor Greene moaned.

"You want to come from getting ass fucked?"

"Yes, Mistress," Governor Greene admitted. "Only you can turn me into such a submissive slut."

"Remember that when you're in the Oval Office," the dominant Mistress said, before adding, "now come, you dirty ass slut."

"Oh God!" I moaned, as I listened to the sodomy while suddenly my cunt was filled with Laura's entire hand.

"Oh fuck, yes," the Governor screamed, as she came.

Amy raised herself off me and I looked over to see my Mom licking the Governor's pussy as she was ass fucked... so hot.

I then looked down and saw the beautiful Laura Madison pumping my cunt with her entire hand, now bunched up into a proper fist... making me feel so full. She smiled wickedly and said, "Come for me, my queen."

"Fist fuck me harder, my princess," I moaned, wanting her to really fist me.

"As you wish," she smiled, somehow hotter when she quoted a movie, even if this time she probably didn't mean to.

"Oh, I insist," I said, watching her intently as she pumped my pussy, in awe that all I could see was her forearm.

"Have a good night, ladies," the Governor said.

I looked up and smiled, "It was a pleasure to meet you."

"The pleasure was all mine," she smiled playfully.

"Trust me, it wasn't," I moaned, as the fisting was getting intense.

She strode out into the public hallway fully nude except for her black thigh highs and four-inch heels, and in addition to looking gorgeous, she had resumed her dignity. Far from dignified myself, I closed my eyes and just allowed my imminent orgasm to take over.

"Come, slut," Mistress Samantha ordered.

"Now, slave," Amy added.

"Oh God, more," I begged, both for the fist fucking and the name calling.

"You bimbo bitch," Mistress Samantha added.

"You mother fucker," Amy wickedly called me.

"Oh fuck!" I screamed, being called a mother fucker the final straw.

Laura pulled out her hand and buried her face in my cunt. My body quaked again as I had multiple days with multiple orgasms as I lived multiple lives.

As my orgasm coursed through me, I was thoroughly spent.

I lay there like a pile of orgasmic mush.

Mistress Samantha ordered, "Slut, let's leave these three to their own kinky shit."

"Yes, Mistress," Laura obeyed, ceasing to lick me and giving my pussy lips one final, loud smack of a kiss.

I opened my eyes and said, "It was amazing meeting you."

"You too," she smiled warmly, like she did in her movies, the main difference being tonight she was wearing a necklace that proclaimed her to be an 'OWNED SLUT' and her face was glistening with my cunt cum.

I watched her crawl out, a fluffy tail still sticking out of her butt, and then said, "Wow!"

"Even I'm a little stunned by all that transpired," Amy nodded, as I looked over and saw she was sitting on the chair Samantha had used and once again had Mom between her legs.

"I think you may have broken me," I said.

"Or fixed you," she shrugged.

"Either way," I said, looking at Mom between her legs, "I'll never be the same again."

"So are you going to help your mom and me fuck my mom?" she asked.

"You going to help me give Dwayne the ultimate threesome?"

"Actually, I even have a better idea," she said, with a look that always meant trouble.

"Oh, God," I said, "what are you thinking?"

"That is for me to know and you to gasp when you find out," she smiled, as her hand went possessively through Mom's hair.

"I really did open Pandora's box," I said, as I watched Mom licking my best friend.

"As well as your own box and your mom's box," Amy teased, as she snapped her fingers.

"And I sure do love your box," I smiled, as I crawled over to her, happy to do whatever else she ordered me to do.

After all... accidents happen, and that isn't always a bad thing.

THE END... FOR NOW...

Possible follow-ups:

Accidental Gangbang: DP 4some

Back at Amy's, each woman gets triple-teamed with a surprise visitor (Dwayne or Governor Greene). Thoughts?

Accidental Gangbang: Pegging Dad

Clarissa pegs her father using some blackmail. (Mom joins in)

Clarissa pegs both fathers

Accidental Gangbang: The Wedding

Kinky sex before, during and after.

Accidental Gangbang: The Wedding Night

A wild orgy in the Honeymoon Suite at the end of the night.

Accidental Gangbang: XXX Honeymoon

Who knows yet?

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Accidental Gangbang: Blindfold Orgy - Group Sex

Before the wedding they have a 6-person orgy at the church.

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Summary: Before the wedding they have a 6-person orgy at the church.

Thanks to: Tex Beethoven for editing and to xxx who requested and sponsored this sequel.

Note 1: This is another sequel to 2014's Accidental Gangbang (which was originally intended as a stand-alone story, but after over a million reads and lots of requests, I went back and re-read the rather short and simple original story (which was re-edited in March 2018).

The next story began the next morning, and this one continues that evening at Le Chateau Club. Reading the first three parts isn't mandatory for reading this part, but of course it won't hurt, and they're pretty wild.

Note 2: In the original story, Accidental Gangbang, a bride-to-be named Clarissa realizes she had spent some weeks being Bridezilla, so she decides to give her fiancé Dwayne an early wedding gift, to thank him for being so patient. With the assistance of her best friend Amy who then leaves, leaving her to it, she hides in a two-holed Christmas box so she can surprise him with her virgin ass and whatever else he might choose to enjoy. Unfortunately for her plan (but fortunately for her sexual awakening), her fiancé's friends unexpectedly (to her) show up for his Bachelor Party, and in order to remain anonymous, she finds herself sucking cocks and getting fucked by all the men (including her father-in-law-to-be and even her own oblivious father). The only man not to use the anonymous slut-in-a-box is her fiancé... demonstrating that he is a man of loyalty and character.

Her buzzing phone in the next room and a text message from Amy alerts Dwayne who the slut-in-a-box is, and after he rushes everyone out, he opens the box. After tearfully explaining everything, and to her great surprise finding he's not angry with her, Clarissa finally succeeds in giving her virgin ass to her fiancé, and then gets double penetrated for the first time as well when the best man walks back in on them to retrieve his wallet, and he too learns the truth about who the boxed slut had been.

In Accidental Gangbang: A Lez Munchfest, Clarissa's sexual awakening is pushed further when her best friend Amy, who's tried to convince her to explore her lesbian side for years, devours her at the kitchen table the next morning, and also demonstrates on her that the g-spot isn't a myth. After a kinky bachelorette party that evening, Clarissa, Amy and her mother Katie go to the famous Le Chateau Club where the party hits a whole new level (with guest appearances by Governor Greene and the always delicious Big Rosie).

This third part continues immediately after Clarissa and her mother double team Big Rosie and playfully hint (actually it's pretty blunt... see below) at some incestuous mom and daughter fucking.

In Accidental Gangbang: An Incest Show, (continued immediately after A Lez Munchfest) Clarissa and her mother become the center of attention for the entire Le Chateau as they cross the forbidden taboo line of mother and daughter in the wickedest of ways.

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NOW: Accidental Gangbang: Blindfolded Orgy

After the wild orgy at Le Chateau Club, which concluded with the kinky incestuous sex between Clarissa and her mother, things calmed down.

As Clarissa and her mother waited for an Uber after the wild debauchery of the past couple of hours, Clarissa shared the shocking secret that she'd accidentally fucked Mom's husband, her Dad. Mom was shocked and amused, although not really angry. Clarissa guessed how could she be, after what the two of them had just done together at the club?

Truth was, for Mrs. Wilson this revelation ended her brief bout with guilt at both cheating on her husband and committing the illegal act of incest... but now she knew her husband had cheated first and although he didn't know it, he'd also committed incest first.

For both Clarissa and her mother, Katie Wilson, the wildest bachelorette parties ever had changed not only their relationship, but also their core beings.

Clarissa arrived home and went directly to bed, rolling in beside a sleeping Dwayne and wondering how she could possibly tell him all that had transpired at her bachelorette party and afterwards. She'd thought his bachelor party was wild, as she herself had sucked and fucked pretty much every friend of his, as well as sucking her father-in-law-to-be and wilder yet, fucking... or rather being fucked by... her own father.

Now she'd also had sex with her mother in front of the Governor of her state and an entire club full of women.

It was unbelievable; even porn wasn't that outrageous.

Yet it was all true.

She closed her eyes and drifted off into slumber, thinking how much her life had been spun completely on its head, following a single moment of spontaneity leading to her accidental gangbang.

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The next morning, just as she'd promised Dwayne before she'd left for her bachelorette party, although at the time of that conversation she was mostly kidding, thinking nothing of note would happen, she told him everything.

He didn't say a word the entire time, even when she revealed Mom and she had serviced the Governor of Massachusetts and very likely the next President.

Dwayne listened first with curiosity and excitement, and then shock and intrigue, and then utter astonishment... the only constant during his hearing about his bride-to-be's lengthy, vivid night of lesbian sex being his raging hard-on.

Clarissa worried she'd gone too far this time, since everything beginning with her taking the first anonymous cock in the box, and then every subsequent act, had seemed to be going too far... so eventually she had to actually go too far for her fiancé to accept.

Finally, Dwayne spoke the only word he could think of that somehow captured everything he was thinking and feeling. "Wow."

"Is that 'Wow, I'm hard, and all I can think of right now is that I need to face fuck my wife, drill her pussy or ream her ass,'" Clarissa asked wickedly, her telling the story having gotten her pussy sopping wet and hoping being verbally nasty would keep it real, "Or, 'Wow, you're a dirty fucking whore I no longer want to marry?'"

Clarissa truthfully wasn't sure which extreme the next words from his mouth would reveal. He had an impressive poker face, as he gazed steadily at her across the kitchen table. She tried to show some nylon leg, as she was in a robe and was still wearing the thigh high stockings from last night's debauchery.

"Wow, so do I get to fuck your Mom, too?'" he finally asked after keeping her waiting for a good fifteen seconds following her question. He wanted to make her squirm a little bit... he knew this would drive her nuts. Truth was, he'd never been more turned on in his life... even after the shocking revelation when he discovered it was his bride-to-be in the box and that all his friends, his father, and his father-in-law-to-be had all been sucked by her or had fucked her.

"I'm sure she'd love to have your big dick in her," Clarissa opined with a wicked smile, "apparently my father isn't much of a lover, she hasn't come from penetration in years." Clarissa paused for a few seconds before adding, "Well, before last night anyway, when we fucked each other with a double-ended-dildo."

"Crazy," he said, shaking his head. "And the Governor? Really?"

Clarissa was relieved to see he was as turned on by her story as she'd been while living it.

"As crazy as it sounds, everything I told you is completely true," she said, moving her nylon-clad foot between his legs and to his very hard cock. "Did you get hard thinking about your future wife, your future mother-in-law, my best friend, or Governor Greene?"

"Check, check, check and check," he answered, as he moaned from the silken feet rubbing his cock.

"So are you going to plug one of my holes, or what?" Clarissa asked bluntly, enjoying the freedom to say whatever she wanted.

He stood up, walked to his bride-to-be, pulled her up from her chair, slung her over his shoulder and carried her to the bedroom ass-first, like a primitive caveman.

For Clarissa it was fucking hot.

He tossed her on the bed, wanting to be back in charge.

"Mmmmmm," Clarissa purred, looking at him and loving his taking charge, "did hearing about my being a dirty lesbian incestuous slut really get you all excited?"

Dwayne got naked, got on the bed, spread her legs and said, all sweetness, "You get me excited."

"So you don't really want to fuck my Mom?" Clarissa asked, the visual turning her on. It was the least she could do after sucking his dad, fucking her Dad, and dominating her own mother.

"I didn't say that at all," he denied, thinking how amazing it would be to fuck an older version of his bride-to-be.

"So, you DO want to fuck my Mommy?" Clarissa asked again, the term 'Mommy' somehow so much hotter and more taboo.

"I plead the Fifth," he said, still avoiding answering, as he moved his hands up her nylon legs and slid his cock into her very wet pussy. "Although you probably need to fuck my Mom at some point, too."

"You want to watch me munching on your Mom's cunt?" she moaned as he began fucking her. Clarissa couldn't explain it, but her accidental gangbang had awakened a side of her she never really knew existed. She was now saying whatever popped into her head, and doing whatever she wanted sexually. As bizarre as it sounded, her accidental gangbang had liberated her from being somewhat of a prude her entire life.

"I wouldn't avert my eyes," he laughed, as the visual popped into his head, but he added as the incestuous angle somehow enhanced the taboo reality, "but I'd rather see you buried in your own Mom's pussy."

"You bad boy," she purred, as she wrapped her nylon legs around him and pulled him deeper into her as she pondered how she could make both of those activities happen. Getting her Mom to fuck him would likely be easy, Mom had declared herself her daughter's pet. But the idea of seducing her mother-in-law was a rather wicked proposition. She wasn't sure she had the seductress gene in her, but perhaps with Amy's help...

"Although I also wouldn't mind your Mom's lips wrapped around my cock, either," he smiled as he kissed her. He added, recalling his father-in-law's disclosure, "Your father said she has a vacuum mouth."

"Are you implying my mother is a better dick sucker than I am?" Clarissa teased, trying to give him an annoyed look.

"Just saying I wouldn't mind finding out for sure," he said as he pulled out, flipped her onto her stomach and slammed back into her.

"I'll make that happen," Clarissa promised as she moaned, as the new angle really stimulated her, as did the wicked incestuous talk, something she'd seriously never considered in any fantasy before her accidental gangbang. She was already thinking of wicked ways to get her Mom indeed to suck and perhaps fuck her husband-to-be. She knew Dwayne would give her the fucking orgasm her father apparently couldn't deliver.

"You'd better," Dwayne said, as he really slammed into his bride, the wicked possibilities having his balls boiling.

"I can't wait for you to have your big cock face fucking my mother or slamming into her creamy cunt," Clarissa said wickedly, again not believing the audacious words spewing from her mouth.

For Clarissa, everything sexual was now classified as BAG and AAG; Before Accidental Gangbang, or After Accidental Gangbang.

"Oh fuck," Dwayne grunted a few strokes later, as her promise was the final straw, and he filled his wild fiancée with a morning load of cum.

"That was quick," Clarissa moaned, Dwayne usually taking a while to come, "you must really want to get my Mommy naked."

"Oh God," he groaned, as he continued spewing his load into her.

"Maybe we need to give you an ARG, an Accidental Reverse Gangbang," Clarissa suggested, a plan already forming. It wouldn't be a dozen guys like she'd taken in her mouth and cunt, but it would still be rather naughty and hot.

"What are you thinking?" he asked curiously, as he pulled out a bit later.

Clarissa rolled over, rubbing her pussy as her orgasm was semi-close, and answered with a sly smile, "That's for me to know and you to find out at the last minute."

"You brat," he smiled back, realizing he had come before she had, something (to his credit) that rarely happened.

"I just want to keep the surprises coming."

"And coming and coming," he retorted playfully, as he decided to do something he'd fantasized for a long time.

"Exactly," she nodded, as she furiously rubbed herself.

"Let me help you with that," he offered, as he lowered himself between her spread legs and licked her creampie... his creampie. Truth was, he'd always wondered what a creampie would taste like, but had been too ashamed to come right out and admit it. It seemed like a rather gay thing. But after all his fiancée had done, he suddenly decided just to go for it.

"Oh my," Clarissa moaned, it being Dwayne's turn to surprise her.

"I've always wanted to try this," he admitted to her.

"Eat a creampie or eat guy cum?" Clarissa asked, a little surprised, but curious.

"A creampie," Dwayne answered, although truthfully the idea of sucking a cock had popped into his head on rare occasions... as had the idea of getting fucked in the ass... although in those rare fantasies, it was a pegging, like Ryan Reynolds in Deadpool. Of course before the past couple of days it had been a fantasy he'd assumed would remain just that.

"No cock sucking for you?" Clarissa moaned, not sure if that was a turn on for him or not.

Deciding just to throw it out there and see where it landed, he answered, "No, but perhaps a little pegging."

"Ohhhh," Clarissa moaned in surprise as he surprised her yet again while he lapped away at her leaking cum-filled pussy. "You bad boy," she added, as she closed her eyes and enjoyed his eager tongue while pondering these revelations. She'd never considered a creampie before, but now she was. Both the idea of herself eating a creampie from someone's pussy, as well as the erotic idea of watching her husband eat his own cum from her own pussy or someone else's. Having wielded a strap-on last night, the idea of fucking Dwayne was suddenly rather appealing. She'd reveled in the power of being the fucker instead of the fuckee... and the idea of being able to have that power in her own marital bed was very stimulating.

Dwayne licked the very contrasting tastes and textures, finding them as erotic as he'd imagined. He was a bit of a people pleaser, and pleasing his fiancée always made him happy.

Even after all the shocks of the past two nights, Clarissa was somehow still being surprised... the sexual dominoes of kink seemed to be tumbling like crazy. She moaned, encouraging him, "Yes, eat that tasty creampie."

Dwayne could tell she was close, and he attacked her pussy aggressively.

"Oh yes baby, eat my creampied cunt," Clarissa moaned as she grabbed his head and began grinding her pussy up and down on his face... something she'd never done before.

Dwayne kept attacking her box, his face getting wet, until it became soaked with a mixture of their cum when she screamed, "Yes baby, I'm coming!"

He lapped up both her and his cum for a couple of minutes, as she let go and collapsed on the bed, enjoying the intense orgasm swirling through her.

"You look hot with our mingled cum glistening all over your face," Clarissa said.

"You always look hot," Dwayne said, moving up and kissing her.

When he broke the kiss, she smiled, "That was new."

He shrugged, "I saw it in a porn scene once, and thought it looked delicious."

"Was it?" she paused for dramatic effect before finishing the query, "delicious?"

"It was different," he answered after a pause.

"Different good or different bad?" she asked.

"Definitely good," he nodded, kissing her again.

"You can eat my cum-filled cunt anytime you want," Clarissa offered generously.

"Good to know," he smiled.

"And you know I now have some experience wielding a strap-on," Clarissa smiled.

"Oh, right," Dwayne said, realizing he may have opened up another Pandora's Box... a Pandora's Backdoor Box.

"I really liked doing the fucking," Clarissa stressed.

"I imagine it was hot," he said, trying to imagine his soon-to-be wife wearing a strap-on.

"It was liberating," she said. "And I may have to liberate that ass of yours soon."

"Oh God, I may have awakened a monster."

"A monster?" Clarissa pouted.

"I mean a beautiful sexual deviant," Dwayne corrected.

"That's better," Clarissa approved.

"My beautiful sexual deviant," Dwayne smiled, kissing her again. He couldn't explain it, but somehow the accidental gangbang had liberated them both. No way could he have planned or predicted such a thing... yet it had rekindled their sex life a million percent.

"Any other secret fantasies you have?" she asked.

"Banging your Mom," Dwayne answered wickedly.

"And then I could eat her creampie after you shot your load in my Mommy's cunt," Clarissa replied, upping the ante of taboo wickedness.

"Fuck, I love you," he smiled.

"Fuck, I love you too," she retorted playfully .

"Shower?"

"Shower," she agreed, as they got out of bed for the second time today.

Hours later Clarissa got her period, which would continue all week until right before the big day. A day that was going to be a wickedly wild wedding of the western ages. Yes, she loved the alliteration.

"I've got good news and bad news," Clarissa declared after dinner.

"The bad news?"

"I've decided no sex until our wedding day," Clarissa declared.

"Oh."

"Because of the good news," she added.

"Which is?"

"I just got my period."

"Oh, that is good news," he nodded, since the lone worry of the accidental gangbang had been what if she'd gotten pregnant.

"Agreed."

"Well, there are still blow jobs and anal," he tried to negotiate.

"Don't worry, I'll make it up to you in a big way on Saturday," she promised, a wicked plan already forming in her head.

"Fine," Dwayne sighed dramatically, like Clarissa did when she was annoyed.

"Don't worry," Clarissa said, shifting to a male voice as best as she could, "Saturday will be... in the words of the great Barney Stinson," both their favourite show when they first started dating, "LEGENDARY!"

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Friday night, Clarissa stayed at her Mom's. She'd always been superstitious and believed strongly in the groom not seeing the bride on their wedding day until she was walking down the aisle. She did believe though, that the superstition didn't go both ways; she was allowed to see him before the wedding on their wedding day, and that would be the loophole to make her husband's fantasy come true.

"So, Mom, I have an idea," Clarissa said as they each had a glass of wine while watching Sleepless in Seattle as the first of their Meg Ryan pre-wedding day ceremony. Next was You've Got Mail, followed by When Harry Met Sally (that was the movie where Clarissa learned to fake an orgasm, which had been useful in high school and college before she met Dwayne... and ever since then it hadn't been necessary).

"I'm all ears," Mom smiled, having been excited all day for tonight after Amy called and ordered her to be dressed in sexy lingerie underneath her attire for an evening of lesbian debauchery.

"Me too," Amy added, having insisted on staying with her pets the night before the wedding to have some girl-girl fun.

"So, I fucked a lot of guys and ate a lot of pussy last weekend," Clarissa said.

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"And sucked a lot of cock and got eaten out by a lot of women," Amy added.

"And fucked me," Mom added, reminiscing about last weekend and how it had completely changed her life. She'd been craving pussy all week, sucking her husband's cock three times not having quenched her craving for cunt.

"Thanks for that," Clarissa smirked, laughing softy.

"Just trying to keep it real," Amy shrugged.

"Everything lately has been real," Clarissa said, shaking her head. She looked at her Mom; they'd spoken every day since that wild incestuous encounter but hadn't talked about it at all. She had no idea what to expect today, assuming it would be awkward, and yet she could sense her Mom wanted to do it again.

"Would you change any of it?" Mom asked, knowing she herself wouldn't go back in time and change a thing, but worried her daughter may not feel the same way.

Clarissa didn't hesitate when she answered, wanting to reassure her Mom and her best friend that last weekend wasn't just amazing, but life-changing, "God, no. It's been the sexual awakening I definitely needed, even if I didn't know that beforehand."

"I knew," Amy chirped.

"Yeah, yeah," Clarissa waved her hand at her dismissively. "You can turn anyone into a cunt muncher."

"You two prove that's true," Amy smiled before adding, still a little shocked at all that had transpired last weekend, the incestuous acts not something she'd anticipated; "I mean you two really proved it was true."

"I don't know what came over me," Katie admitted, still shocked at how she'd just let go of any inhibitions she'd ever had and just let loose.

"Lust, obedience, carnal desire," Amy listed.

"Check, check and check," the recently bisexual mother laughed.

"And because I'm about to marry the most amazing man in the entire world, he's okay with every kinky thing I did last week."

"The Rock is the most amazing man in the world," Amy argued.

"Blake Shelton," Mom suggested, before adding, "Oh, how I'd let him rock my world."

Amy roared, "I love your play on words. John Legend."

"Ryan Reynolds," Clarissa tossed out there, not wanting to be left out of this game.

"Of course, you'd pick the whitest guy in the world," Amy said. "He's even Canadian, so he'd probably apologize if he fucked you too hard."

"Then there's Denzel Washington," Mom tossed in.

"A hot black man, nice," Amy approved.

"The black size myth isn't a myth," Mom said, winking at Clarissa.

"Mom!"

"Just saying," she shrugged.

"You go, Mommy slut." Amy teased, also winking at Clarissa as she said it.

"Oh, what I wouldn't do for a ten-inch stick of dark chocolate right now," said Mom as she reminisced to herself about the college stud who'd banged her brains out all summer before she started college at the lake.

"We can make that happen," Amy nodded.

"Amy!"

"What, the least we can do is give her the big dick and good fucking your father generally can't provide," Amy said.

"On that note," Clarissa said, Amy accidentally setting up the perfect segue for her idea.

"Ohhhh, this sounds interesting," Amy said. "But first, more wine."

"Yes, this does sound like a more wine idea," Mom smiled.

Looking at her Mom, tipsy, Clarissa still couldn't fathom the truth that had hidden within her motherly being all these years. The accidental gangbang was just that... an accident that went horribly astray... although eventually in a really good way. Her Mom's hidden sexuality and the wildness that ended in their willingly committing incest with each other in a club full of women wasn't an accident at all... but rather a twisted domino falling.

"What, honey?" Katie asked her daughter, seeing her in deep thought.

"I'm still in disbelief about what you and I did together last weekend," Clarissa admitted.

"You don't have any regrets, do you?" she asked, sounding genuinely concerned. Katie had replayed that night literally a hundred times, through a dozen plus self-induced orgasms (she'd used her vibrator so much she had to get more batteries), and although she'd gone through a variety of emotions from shock to guilt to exhilaration, among dozens of others, she always ended on the though that she'd do it all over again... as long as Clarissa was okay with it the morning after.

"God, no," Clarissa quickly clarified, before smiling playfully. "I mean it was the most amazing mother-daughter-bonding experience in world history."

"Yes, it was," Katie laughed softly. "I can't believe we did all that, either."

"It's just that I'm still coming to grips with the crazy last weekend," Clarissa said, sensing her mother was still okay with it.

"That was a lot to digest in two days," Mom nodded.

"Oh, I digested a lot of it," Clarissa retorted playfully.

"Me too," the mom smiled, craving her daughter's pussy again, but not quite yet comfortable to just blurt that out. Perhaps after another glass of wine.

Amy returned and said as she refilled their glasses, "So, what wicked thoughts do you wish to share with us?"

"My idea is to stage somewhat of a sequel to my accidental gangbang," Clarissa began.

"You have me intrigued," Amy said.

"So, since I sucked Dwayne's dad and fucked mine..." Clarissa opened.

"You want Dwayne to fuck his mother?" Amy asked, totally approving of her friend's kinky new personality.

"No, well... maybe later," Clarissa said, that being an idea for down the road, "but I thought he could perhaps enjoy the same mouths and pussies that I have recently."

"You want to let Dwayne to fuck me?" Katie asked, a little surprised by this, but very intrigued by the idea. Clarissa had told her how big his cock was, and she definitely could use a big cock fucking.

"Or for you to fuck him," Clarissa shrugged with a sly smile.

"Interesting," Amy mused.

"My actual idea is to blindfold him first, and then have each of us take turns sucking him off, so he won't know who was doing it," Clarissa said.

"Delicious," Amy smiled.

"His cum is, actually," Clarissa said.

"Not as tasty as mine, surely," Amy scoffed.

"God, no," Clarissa said mockingly, "but very good for man cum."

"I'll take that," Amy said.

Katie smiled, "So like you in the box, he wouldn't know who was sucking him."

"Or fucking him," Clarissa nodded.

"And you want this to happen in the church," Amy smiled. "You're a naughty little devil."

"You're correct on both counts; you've corrupted me completely," Clarissa smiled.

"On that note," Amy said. "Why don't you come over here and have an appetizer to go with your wine?"

"Don't you mean some cunt champagne?" Clarissa asked, as she lowered herself to the floor and submissively crawled over to Amy, who spread her legs as she reached her.

"And pussy perfection," Amy added.

"Peach perfect pussy," Mom added, as her daughter crawled between Amy's legs and began licking.

"A bodacious box lunch."

"A sweet slit."

"A tantalizing twat."

"A glimmering gash."

"A flooding flow."

"A creamy kitty," Mom continued as she watched her daughter lick away. Part of her wanted her daughter between her legs, and the other part of her wanted to be between her daughter's... an entirely new approach to Yin and Yang.

Clarissa listened to the two quipping back and forth as she licked Amy's delicious wet pussy, no alliteration at all, just the truth.

"A scrumptious snatch."

"All of the above," Clarissa finally added to the conversation as she sucked Amy's swollen clit into her mouth.

"Indeed," Amy trembled.

"Don't forget about me, baby girl," Mom said, needing her pussy pleased. "Don't forget it's my pussy you came out of."

"That's so hot," Amy moaned as she snapped her fingers, wanting to watch more incestuous play.

Clarissa crawled over to her Mom after the wordless order by Amy, and buried her face in a pussy that before last week she'd never imagined ever seeing... or licking.

"God, I need to get my own Mommy-slut," Amy said, the idea of committing incest with her own mother very appealing.

"You have one," Mom moaned.

"Okay, then I want two," Amy corrected herself.

"Your Mom would look hot between your legs," Mom said wickedly.

"Or on all fours taking your strap-on," Amy added.

"Or as a link in a family and friends daisy chain," Clarissa suggested, Amy's Mom really hot, just an older version of Amy. She was also divorced, and thus perhaps would prove to be an easy seduction.

"A lesbian strap-on-filled lesbian orgy," Amy suggested, already pondering how to make it a reality.

"Take her to Le Chateau Club," Clarissa suggested between long lingering laps between her Mom's very wet pussy lips.

"That's a great idea," Amy said, thinking it would be the perfect location for her 49th birthday. "Her birthday is in a couple of weeks."

"Before or after I get back from my honeymoon?"

"How long will you be gone?"

"Ten days," Clarissa answered, as she probed her Mom's pussy and tried to fuck her by using her tongue like a small cock.

"It should work," she said, before ordering, "Now come back to me and get me off. You got me all horny talking about my mother."

"Yes, Mistress," Clarissa replied, crawling back to Amy's glimmering gash. Shiny snatch was a better descriptor as it was very wet, or perhaps glistening gorge. She resumed licking, craving the sweet nectar of a full flood.

"You sure you don't want an orgasm tonight?" the mother asked, hungry for her daughter's pussy.

"I made Dwayne wait until tomorrow, so I will too," Clarissa said, even though the idea of getting off right now was very appealing.

"Tomorrow you're going to have an orgasm apocalypse," Amy predicted.

"Mmmmmmm," Clarissa responded, both because Amy tasted so fucking good, and because she already knew tomorrow showed promise of being as epically sexually charged and kinky as both her accidental gangbang and her lesbian awakening.

"So, Dwayne is pretty big, right?" Mrs. Wilson asked, already salivating about a big flesh and blood cock.

"Eight inches of perfect pussy pounding prick," Clarissa answered, able to use alliteration too.

"Delicious," Mom moaned, as she began rubbing herself as she watched her daughter dyke out.

"God, tomorrow can't come soon enough," Amy said, as she entwined her fingers through Clarissa's hair and gently guided her deeper into her pussy.

Clarissa sucked Amy's clit between her lips again, and shook her head slightly from left to right while sliding two fingers inside her.

"Oh yes, you eager slut," Amy moaned. "Finger fuck me."

Clarissa furiously pumped her fingers in and out of her excessive wetness, sensing she was close.

"Oh God, your daughter can really eat a cunt," Amy declared.

"I know," Mom agreed with a moan as she rubbed herself in a circular motion.

Clarissa found Amy's g-spot and began tapping it like she was giving her an orgasmic drum solo, which she was, and Amy was screaming and quaking in seconds, "Oh my fucking God, yes!"

Amy's cunt cum flooded out of her and into Clarissa's open mouth as she pulled her fingers out to get the full flood spewing directly into her hungry open mouth.

"So hot," Mom moaned.

Clarissa caught as much of Amy's cum as she could before she quickly crawled over to Mom and ordered, since she was technically her pet as established last weekend, "Mommy, don't you dare come until it's all over your daughter's face."

As her daughter dove into her wetness the mother moaned, "Yes, baby, eat Mommy's cunt."

Hearing her Mom say the word 'cunt' would have been taboo and utterly unbelievable a week ago, and yet now it flowed off her tongue so smoothly.

"Yes, eat that pussy you came out of all those years ago," Amy encouraged, her tone implying she was still in the glorious afterglow of an orgasm.

"Oh yes, Clarissa, you really get Mommy wet," Mom moaned, loving to remind herself she was willfully committing incest.

"I love your cunt, Mommy," Clarissa said, as she wiggled her tongue back and forth in a constant Z-like pattern up and down.

"Oh yes, baby, eat Mommy, eat Mommy's pussy, eat Mommy," she gushed.

Clarissa loved that her mother was getting as turned on by the taboo incest reality as she was. Her pussy was on fire and she badly wanted to feel a tongue licking away or a strap-on slamming into it... or both. Yet she'd made a promise to Dwayne, and she had to keep it. It was only one more night of frustration.

"You two are so fucking hot together," Amy said, as she again enjoyed the nasty incest talk mixed with actually seeing her best friend munching on her mother's cunt.

"Oh yes, baby, yes, baby, oh God, Mommy's coming," the horny mother babbled like a bimbo until she screamed her declaration.

Clarissa received her second creamy cunt cum treat in several minutes.

"So hot," Amy purred.

"So fucking hot," Katie agreed, as her body trembled with orgasmic delight.

Clarissa lapped up as much of her Mom's cum as she could, suddenly not able to get enough of the cunt champagne, which she still thought was the best descriptor.

Finally the daughter sat up, her face wet with cum, and said, "I need to go to bed."

"Unless you want to come now," Amy offered.

"Tomorrow," Clarissa promised, "as many times as you like," resisting the appealing temptation.

"Tomorrow," Amy agreed, "lots," as she snapped her fingers at her older pet. "Watching you two got me all revved up again."

"I could use a night-cunt," Katie wittingly quipped a delicious play on words as she moved between Amy's legs.

"Have fun, you two," Clarissa said, walking out before she stayed to watch. Her pussy needed the coldest of showers. Did that work on women? She'd never before been so horny and unable to satisfy her needs.

As the bride-to-be crawled into bed, she just kept thinking, Tomorrow, I'm getting married tomorrow.

Tomorrow.

Tomorrow.

...

Saturday.

Wedding day.

Dwayne was just finishing with the barber as he pondered the best day of his life. Today he would marry the woman of his dreams. A woman who had been so full of surprises last week, and he wondered if that was to be one last wild weekend, or if such craziness would continue after the 'I do's' where his dad had joked a hundred times that was when the good sex and blow jobs ended. Truth be told, he'd believed him, based on how much their sex life had diminished in the past few months, yet he loved her more than sex and would say 'I do' even if it meant he never got a blow job again (although he prayed that wouldn't be the case).

On the one hand, seeing his bride-to-be being such a wanton slut was a major turn-on. The kind of thing you only see in porn films. Her willingness not only to be a hot little slut, but to take it up the ass (no way he ever thought that would happen), lez out (he really never thought that would happen) and have wild voyeuristic sex with her Mom and willingly commit incest (such a thought had never once even popped into his head, although he had jerked off about his future mother-in-law-to-be on occasion) was also a little overwhelming.

What if he suddenly wasn't enough for her? What if she started fucking just anyone? They say every guy wants a prim and proper woman in public and a nasty slut in the bedroom... he may have that... but he just wasn't sure. There was this growing lingering doubt, this increasing sense of anxiety, that Pandora's Box had been opened, and there was no way of closing it.

Yet, did he want it closed? He wasn't sure. At the very least, he wanted to have access to the lock.

Meanwhile, Clarissa was in a limo with her mother and maid of honour Amy on their way to the church after getting manicures, their hair done and makeup too.

Clarissa was horny as hell, as she hadn't touched her pussy since making a commitment not to with Dwayne last Sunday. Getting her period had helped quell the burning desire, but it hadn't extinguished it completely. She was a new woman after the wild weekend of debauchery, and she wanted more. It didn't help that both women in the limo were telling her what they planned to do to her once they got to the church.

"I'm going to eat your cunt until you come so hard you can barely stagger down the aisle," Amy promised.

"You're going to eat Mommy's cunt and walk down the aisle with my cunt cum all over your face," the mother added, thinking that would actually be pretty hot and twisted.

"I'm going to ride your man's dick like there's no tomorrow," Amy continued, actually planning to fuck the groom before he walked down the aisle

"And I'm going to suck his dick like the cock sucking goddess I am," Katie guaranteed, each of them in on the pre-wedding surprise for Dwayne.

As the limo rolled up to the church, Amy texted Joey: Please get to the church ASAP. We need you and Dwayne urgently.

Joey, who was paying for the haircuts, texted back: What? What's going on? Is everything okay?

Amy texted back, not wanting to give any hints of their true intentions, a pre-wedding orgy, Amy and Katie coming up with a wicked plan to double down on Clarissa's original blindfold plan and give Clarissa a surprise as well, as they got out of the limo: Just fucking get here ASAP.

Joey sighed. Amy was fucking hot, but completely unpredictable. He couldn't decide what had shocked him more: that it was Clarissa in the box, that once she was outed they let him be part of a hot threesome, or seeing Amy eating out Clarissa at the kitchen table the next morning. He wasn't sure he could ever look at either of them again without getting a stiffy every time. He said, "We're urgently needed at the church."

"Really?" Dwayne said. They still had a lot of time.

"Amy says we're needed ASAP," Joey said, showing him the text.

"Shit. This can't be good," Dwayne said, worried something had gone wrong. He grabbed his phone and called his bride-to-be.

"It's Dwayne," Clarissa said, showing her phone to Amy as they arrived in the surprisingly big preparation room.

"Let it go to voice mail," Amy said.

"He's probably freaking out about why we need him here," Clarissa rightly assumed.

"Probably," Amy shrugged, as she added, "Both of you sluts, get undressed. I want you only in your nylons."

"They won't be here for a while," Clarissa pointed out, the barbershop they were at a good fifteen minutes away, perhaps more if there was any traffic.

"But we should get ourselves all wet and willing before they arrive," Amy said, slipping out of her dress.

Dwayne sighed, "No answer."

"Let's just get there. I'll tell your Dad we'll meet him at the church."

"Okay," Dwayne nodded, getting a major pain in his gut. He couldn't let go of the thought that something was wrong.

A minute later, all three ladies were wearing only their thigh high stockings. Well actually, the bride-to-be had on a white garter-belt and stockings.

Katie smiled as she sat on a love seat, spread her black nylon-clad legs and said, "Bridie dear, I think you need some homemade cooking before you walk down the aisle."

"I do love your homemade cooking," Clarissa smiled, as she walked over to her Mom, lowered herself before her and dined on her undeniably new favorite homemade treat.

Amy said, as she reached into her duffle bag for the special vibrating strap-on she'd brought along for the occasion, "Hey, what about me?"

"I'm pretty hungry," Clarissa said, although she didn't look up, but kept licking.

"I have an extra gift for you today," Amy said, as she watched her best friend lick her own mother as she attached the harness to her perfect figure. She loved sex. Loved eating pussy. Loved having her pussy eaten. Loved sucking cock. Loved getting fucked. But without a doubt, her biggest thrill was when she was wielding a cock and fucking someone... usually a girl, although she'd had a couple recent pegging experiences. She couldn't deny it, but hearing a masculine man squeal like a little girl and eventually beg to be fucked in the ass, was extremely hot.

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"I hope it's a pony," Clarissa joked.

"Oh, you can ride it alright," Clarissa quipped, making Clarissa very curious.

Clarissa had already won a Sybian at the lesbian club last week, which she was looking forward to trying while Dwayne simultaneously fucked her in the ass (but it was still at her Mom's house for safekeeping... in other words so she wasn't temped to use it before the big day; truth was, she was never horny during her period in her life... until this week... where even her period couldn't quell her hunger for sex).

Clarissa went to move her head up, but the mother scolded her daughter as she grabbed the back of her head and held her between her legs, "Focus on the task at hand."

"Don't you mean task at tongue?" Clarissa retorted, thinking she was funny.

"Just keeping licking," Mrs. Wilson ordered sternly.

"Yes, Mommy," Clarissa replied, really enjoying this new relationship where she mindlessly obeyed whatever her mother told her to do, just like when she was a kid... although the perks were a lot better now. Although when she was four a homemade chocolate chip cookie had been everything... and now some homemade pussy stew was everything. Ironically, the hierarchy was supposed to be Amy, Clarissa and then her Mom, but at the moment the pyramid had been shuffled. It was also strange how she could be submissive to her mother one moment and dominant the next.

"Such a good girl," Mom moaned, as she enjoyed being licked by her daughter. She couldn't believe this was happening again, just like she couldn't believe she'd let herself just succumb completely to her long-ignored curiosity and lust until it had all came to a head at her daughter's bachelorette party.

"Yes, Mommy," the hungry daughter replied, as she felt Amy's hands on her hips.

"Ready for your first pre-wedding present?" Mom asked.

"First?" Clarissa asked, as she felt a cock slide inside her.

"Yes, first," Mom confirmed.

As Clarissa wondered what else they had in store for her, she began getting lesbian spit-roasted, a position she'd been in with men quite often during that accidental gangbang, "Ohhhhhhh," Clarissa moaned, as the pleasure inside her intensified instantly.

"This one vibrates," Amy declared, and Clarissa indeed did feel vibrations in her pussy.

"I can tell," Clarissa moaned, the pleasure a lot more intense with a vibrating cock.

"You like being the middle of a lesbian sandwich?" Amy asked, as she slowly fucked her best friend.

"Love is the better word," Clarissa answered.

For a couple of minutes there was just Clarissa licking her mother and Amy fucking her... slowly... a complete tease.

Meanwhile, Dwayne and Joey were rushing frantically through traffic to get to the church, both of them dreading what the crisis could be.

Joey, trying to reassure his clearly worried best friend, said, "It's likely nothing."

"I keep telling myself that, but then I keep wondering what if she discovered she prefers pussy to dick?"

"Dude," Joey said, "no way was the girl in that box last week only into girls."

"Yeah, but..."

"No buts," Joey cut him off. "She loves you. It's likely some trivial thing where the women are doing what women always do."

"What's that?"

"Overreact."

"She has been a little over the top the last few weeks," Dwayne nodded, thinking Joey was probably right.

"So relax," Joey said.

"I just can't imagine a world without her," Dwayne said, something he would only say to Joey.

"I imagine she thinks the same thing about you," Joey said, now only a few minutes from the church.

"Oh yes, baby, you got Mommy really wet," Katie moaned, loving talking dirty, loving the constant reminder she was committing the most taboo act there was.

"I love your pussy so much, Mommy," Clarissa replied, equally loving the taboo talk.

"Just think of all the years you two wasted thinking you were both straight," Amy added, as she continued just teasing her best friend. She wasn't going to allow the bride-to-be to come yet.

"We're going to make up for lost time," Clarissa pledged, as she really began to attack her Mom's clit, wanting to get her off and taste that sweet homemade nectar that could only be found between a woman's legs. Sure, she didn't mind cock cum, most of the time she even enjoyed it, but cunt cum was an addicting taste.

"God, watching you become a lesbian slut is a dream come true," Amy purred.

"I never thought I'd see the day my darling baby girl would be snacking on my pussy," the Mom added.

Clarissa wanted to say she'd never imagined either of these two things happening... ever... especially not on her wedding day... but she was really determined to get her Mom off and drink down that cum she was craving.

"You can really worship Mom's pussy, baby," Mrs. Wilson moaned, committing this taboo act in church, the ultimate in taboo sinning.

"Aaaaaah, good one," Amy laughed.

Clarissa could tell her mother was close, as she attacked the clit with the eager lust only a woman could do.

"Oh yes, baby, you eager fucking slut, you love Mommy's cunt, don't you?" she babbled, although those words took over forty seconds to get out between her gasps and moans.

"I love your cunt cum, Mommy," Clarissa responded mindlessly. "Now baptise your daughter as a lesbian cunt cum addict."

That was the final nasty declaration that got Katie off. She screamed, "Yes, Jesus fucking Christ, yes!"

Clarissa hungrily lapped up the addictive cum as it flowed out of her Mom's pussy like from a broken faucet.

"You're the hottest fucking two ever," Amy said, in complete awe of the nasty sex they were having, and how much fun it looked. She just had to turn her own mother. Perhaps that could begin today, as she would be at both the wedding and the reception. Suddenly her phone rang.

Joey texted: Walking into the church.

Dwayne was nervous. He needed to find out what was wrong, yet he feared what it might be.

Amy reported, "They're here."

"I'll go meet them," Katie said, getting up even as her legs were still trembling.

"And you can suck my cock, slut," Amy ordered, as she texted: Mrs. Wilson will meet you outside the girls' change room.

"Yes, Mistress," Clarissa obeyed, crawling to her best friend, excited to see her plan to surprise Dwayne coming to fruition.

Katie quickly got dressed, grabbed the blindfold she'd brought, and exited just as the two men came walking towards her. She wondered if she smelled like sex. She wondered if her red cheeks would give the game away.

"What's wrong, Mrs. Wilson?" Dwayne asked.

"It's better if Clarissa tells you herself," Katie said, not alleviating the groom's growing anxiety. "Here, let me put this on you."

"What? Why?" Dwayne asked, as his mother-in-law-to-be put a blindfold on him.

Joey looked at the red-faced Mom and at the blindfold. This was weird.

"You'll see," the mother said, before adding with a smile as she winked at Joey, "or at least you'll hear."

"Okay, let me in," Dwayne demanded, urgently wanting to learn what was going on.

Joey, sensing something strange was about to transpire, said, "Relax, they wouldn't blindfold you for bad news. They obviously believe your seeing the bride in her wedding dress is bad luck."

"Oh, I guess that's it," Dwayne nodded, thinking that was likely true, as relief coursed through him, although he was curious what exactly this could be about, then.

"No matter what happens, you must keep the blindfold on, is that clear, Dwayne?"

"Sure," he agreed, really confused about what was going on.

"I'm serious," the Mom stressed. "Clarissa believes it's super bad luck for you to see her or her wedding dress before she walks down the aisle."

"So, she still wants to marry me?"

"A hundred million percent," Mrs. Wilson said. "She loves you, silly."

"Thank God," Dwayne said, although completely baffled at what could be so urgent to rush them here.

"Come on in," Mrs. Wilson said, taking Dwayne's hand, before looking to Joey, "You too."

"Okay," Joey nodded, his sexual Spidey senses tingling. He followed behind and gasped when he saw a naked Clarissa sucking a naked Amy's strap-on cock.

"Remember the blindfold doesn't come off, no matter what," the mother of the bride stressed one more time.

"I know," Dwayne said, hearing Joey's gasp.

"Hey baby, you made it," Clarissa said, as Amy pulled the strap-on out of her mouth. She was thankful, as the vibrations felt really awkward. She got up, walked over to her almost husband and kissed him passionately.

Mrs. Wilson dropped to her knees and began to unbuckle his belt.

Dwayne's eyes went wide as Clarissa took both of his hands and placed them on her naked boobs.

Joey gasped again, "Holy shit."

"No telling Dwayne what's going on," Clarissa instructed, as she broke her almost-husband's kiss and her mother pulled his pants down.

Joey nodded.

"What is going on?" Dwayne asked.

"It's time for your blindfolded reverse gangbang, darling," Clarissa revealed to both men as Mrs. Wilson pulled down the silk boxers and took the just-awakening cock into her mouth.

"Ohhhhhh," Dwayne replied in shock as his wife-to-be kissed him again, as someone else had his cock in her mouth. But who? Surely Mrs. Wilson couldn't be doing it!

"Holy shit," Joey repeated, stunned by what he was witnessing.

Amy walked over to Dwayne as well, still wielding her strap-on, although she'd shut the vibrations off, and dropped down beside Katie.

Clarissa purred, as she tugged on his ear, "Like I experienced most of the time last week, you won't know who's sucking you or riding your big cock, baby."

Katie had the cock half hard when Amy pulled her away and took the semi-erect cock in her own mouth.

"You sure?" Dwayne asked, stunned by what was happening.

"A hundred percent," she said, kissing him again. "Just enjoy."

"What about me?" Joey asked.

"Why are you still wearing clothes?" Clarissa asked in reply.

"Good question," he said, as he quickly began getting undressed, as he admired the sexy white garter belt and stockings on the bride-to-be... no doubt Dwayne was one lucky man.

"And no saying anything," Clarissa added.

Joey nodded his agreement as he continued climbing out of his tux.

Amy swirled her tongue around the impressive cock, loving the feeling of a cock hardening in her mouth. It wasn't as exhilarating as turning a straight girl, but just like turning a straight girl, she was in control.

Dwayne moaned, "I can't believe this was what was so urgent."

"You don't like it?" Clarissa asked.

"I'm not saying that," Dwayne clarified, "it's actually an amazing surprise."

"And it's just beginning," Clarissa said, giving him one more kiss before also kneeling before him.

Amy allowed the now fully erect cock to slip out of her mouth and offered it to the bride.

Clarissa devoured the cock, wanting to be the best of the three at sucking his cock.

Joey, now naked and his cock hard as rock, watched Amy saunter over to him. She whispered in his ear as she stroked his cock, "If you want to fuck all three of us, all you have to do is one little task."

"Anything," Joey groaned, her hot breath, naked body, and the idea of fucking all three of them, especially Amy, was the ultimate turn-on.

"Anything?" Amy asked, tugging on his ear and rolling her fingers over his cock head.

"Yes, anything," he agreed without hesitation.

"Go suck Dwayne's cock," Amy ordered.

"You're serious?" Joey asked. He'd sucked a couple cocks in college and been sucked by a few guys... truth was, he'd found most guys more eager than girls at sucking dick. He didn't find the task all that exciting, both previous times were when he was drunk, but for the opportunity to fuck Amy, he'd do it. Yet he couldn't appear eager.

"Yes, just once or twice," Amy purred, as she lowered herself before him and licked the entire shaft of his cock.

"Just once?" he groaned.

"Or twice," Amy said, sucking a ball into her mouth.

"Okay," Joey said, before adding, "anything if I can fuck you."

"Good to know," she smiled, thinking perhaps a hot pegging would enhance this wild pre-wedding orgy.

Katie meanwhile, moved into place and sucked one of Dwayne's balls into her mouth.

"Oh God," Dwayne groaned, the double attention amazingly hot. Who was sucking his balls?

Clarissa was bobbing away until she was tapped on the shoulder. She backed off and was surprised to see Joey kneeling beside her. She looked up at Amy, who winked and said, "And now here's cock sucker number four."

Katie looked up, surprised. "Oh my," she said, accidentally letting Dwayne know it was she sucking on his balls.

"You can suck my balls anytime you want, Mrs. Wilson," Dwayne smiled, just as another girl took his cock in his mouth, not noticing the surprised tone of his almost mother-in-law.

Joey hadn't sucked cock in a long time, so he just slowly bobbed back and forth.

"Nice and slow," Dwayne moaned, enjoying each of the four experienced cock suckers.

"Yes, suck that big cock," Clarissa encouraged, the gay act surprisingly turning her on.

"Yeah, worship it, cock sucker," Dwayne added, really turned on by the surreal experience and wanting to let them know he was still in charge, even if he was blindfolded. He did wonder where Joey was... it was rare for him to be this quiet for this long.

Joey was surprised that this act turned him on. Sucking cock. Sucking his best friend's cock. Having three hot naked women watching. Being called a cock sucker. He began bobbing faster.

Amy smiled as she watched Joey not only obey her, but clearly enjoy sucking dick. She believed most women would eat pussy, given the right opportunity (both Clarissa and Katie had proven that theory true) and that most guys would suck dick, given the right circumstances and more times than not get pegged (allowing a real cock up their ass was not as easy, though).

Katie was stunned and oddly turned on. The idea of making her husband suck a cock became suddenly intriguing.

Clarissa watched the gay act, hoping Dwayne wouldn't be mortified (gay sex had gotten her and Amy closer), thinking Dwayne standing all this time would be tiring, and suggested, "Let's get him out of the rest of his clothes and lay him down on the floor."

Joey allowed the cock to slip out of his mouth and moved away, and was rewarded by Katie, who took his cock in her mouth as soon as he stood up. "Oh yes, Mrs. Wilson," Joey groaned.

"No talking, dumb ass," Clarissa scolded, as she yanked off Dwayne's pants and socks. She hated guys keeping their socks on during sex.

"Sorry," he mouthed, as he watched the hot MILF bobbing on his cock. Unlike most women, this woman could deep throat a cock.

Katie loved sucking cock. It was probably part of the reason her sex life with her husband was less than adequate: he literally preferred a blow job to having sex. The fact that she'd mastered her ability to control her gag reflex back in college when she was dating a well-hung Italian exchange student helped. She could take nine inches in her mouth with ease, and loved knowing she was a rarity in the world of oral pleasure. And God, until Dwayne's and Joey's big young cocks, she'd forgotten how exciting it was to take a new cock in her mouth. Unbeknownst to anyone, she became quite a cock sucking connoisseur in her last year of college after her Italian stud left to return home. She sucked a good eighty cocks in her last year, of all shapes and sizes, and she loved them all. The long, the thick, the rarity where they were both long and thick, but she also enjoyed smaller cocks too... but she preferred big ones. She preferred taking a big cock all the way in her mouth, she loved seeing her saliva dripping off the cock, and although it hadn't happened in a long time, her husband getting less aggressive as the years went on, she loved to receive a good face fucking. She hadn't lived her long-lost slut persona for decades before last Saturday's wild lesbian night, and now that she had two young vital cocks near her, she planned to work them over.

Katie's phone rang from halfway across the room. She sighed, the ring tone informing her it was her husband, "Not now, dumb ass, I'm busy?" She rebuked it before refilling her mouth with Joey's soldier and letting it ring a bit longer before it stopped and went to voice mail.

Dwayne lay down, still in a daze from the situation. Although his hard cock saluting whoever was in the room was letting them all know he was okay with it. He knew Clarissa and her mother were in the room and assumed Amy was too... the fourth cock sucker was a complete mystery, though. Who else could it be? As he pondered this, he heard his fiancée say, "Sucking my man, round two."

"How many rounds are there?" Dwayne asked with a chuckle.

"How long can you last?" Clarissa asked.

"Probably not very long," he admitted, as he felt a warm mouth on his cock again.

Amy began bobbing on her best friend's almost husband, enjoying this kinky orgy in the making.

Katie quit deep throating Joey, spun around, bent over a chair and offered her pussy to the young stud.

Joey didn't hesitate as he moved behind the sexy Mom and slid his hard cock inside her wet pussy.

"Oh yes," Katie moaned, as she felt her first real cock in her pussy other than her husband's in decades.

Joey wanted to say something, but didn't as he'd clearly been told to be quiet, and he wasn't about to do anything to get himself kicked out of this surreal pre-wedding party.

Dwayne asked, "Is this Amy?"

"No questions," Clarissa said. "Just enjoy four cock suckers worshipping your big fucking cock."

"Fair enough," Dwayne agreed, although like any man, he was curious to know who was sucking his cock. Unfortunately the blindfold was very good, and he had zero visibility.

"The better question is who's going to get that first load," Clarissa said.

"First load?" Dwayne asked.

"The second one goes in my ass, for sure," Clarissa replied.

"Well, of course," Dwayne replied, trying to act casual, as his current cock sucker was now sucking on his balls.

"Harder," Mrs. Wilson demanded, wanting to be pounded.

Joey obeyed, beginning to fuck the horny MILF faster as he watched Amy between Dwayne's legs and Clarissa moving to join her.

Clarissa began sucking her fiancé's cock, fiancé only for a little while longer, as her best friend continued sucking on his balls.

"That feels amazing," Dwayne moaned, the double sensation something he'd never even imagined before.

Clarissa bobbed. Amy licked and then surprised the blindfolded groom when she sucked on a finger before sliding it in his ass.

"Oh my," Dwayne gasped, as his anal portal was penetrated. With Mrs. Wilson getting fucked, and Clarissa sucking him, he knew her style, this had to be either Amy or the mystery girl fingering him. He assumed it was Amy wiggling a finger in his ass, as his almost wife sucked him. The feeling was weird, just slightly uncomfortable, yet oddly stimulating.

Clarissa sucked for a moment before seeing what Amy was doing. She smiled as she sat up and snapped her fingers at Joey and pointed to Dwayne's cock.

Joey reluctantly pulled out of Katie, even though he was really enjoying her pussy, and moved back over to suck his bro's cock again. Sucking dick while others watched was a little humiliating but equally stimulating... of course he would suck cock and even swallow a load if he had to, to be able to take part in this orgy.

Amy wiggled her finger in Dwayne's ass, loving being able to slyly dominate someone. Girls, guys, it didn't matter, so long as she was in charge. She just loved sex on her own terms.

"That feels weird," Dwayne said, wanting to confirm who it was. Clarissa had just been sucking him, so it couldn't be her.

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Joey knelt down and took his best friend's cock back in his mouth. He began bobbing as he watched Amy fingering Dwayne's ass.

Clarissa ordered her Mom, "Get over here and eat me."

Katie didn't say anything, knowing they were trying to keep Dwayne unaware who was sucking him, but she dropped before her daughter and licked her new addiction. Although she loved sucking cock, she was discovering she might have a new favourite thing to eat... pussy. Cock had a yummy taste for just a couple seconds when the load spurted out, while pussy had a constant sweet taste that continued growing in flow power until the full flood satisfied her taste buds. Also, while cock was essentially bobbing back and forth, although a good cock sucker understood the power of saliva and tongue, eating pussy was like taking part in an archeology adventure. There were so many places to explore, and a variety of ways to do it. Lick, suck, tug, nibble were all techniques, while the amount of pressure could also be varied to provoke different reactions. Yet most of all, what really excited the newfound pussy pleaser was the thrill of hearing a woman moan. A guy groaned occasionally and usually grunted when releasing his load, but a woman moaned throughout the encounter... a constant reminder of the pleasure she was successfully bestowing.

"That's it, suck his cock," Clarissa ordered, watching Joey bob. She knew she'd have to have Dwayne return the favour at some point, but not this morning.

Joey obeyed, really bobbing on the cock, wanting, for some reason, to impress the women watching, and also to be a good cock sucker for his best bud.

"Yeah, I love your mouth wrapped around my cock," Dwayne encouraged, really curious about who was doing such a number on his cock, while also wondering who was eating his fiancée and who was fingering his ass. The finger was now pumping in and out of him slowly, somehow sending constant pulses of pleasure to his raging hard-on.

Amy wanted her pussy to be eaten or fucked. So she pulled her finger out of Dwayne's ass, wiped it on the carpet, removed her strap-on for the time being, and strolled over to Clarissa. She snapped her fingers and Clarissa nodded, understanding the hierarchy.

Clarissa gently pushed her Mom away and pointed to her fiancé. She whispered, "Finish him off."

"I can do that," the blow job expert replied, effortlessly shifting back and forth between fish and sausage.

Amy sat down on a chair and Clarissa crawled between her legs and licked, a little disappointed not to see what was happening with her man.

Katie moved to the opposite side of Dwayne, and tapped Joey, who was really working the cock over, although only taking about two-thirds of the eight inches in his mouth.

Joey backed away, Katie winked at him and immediately deep throated Dwayne's cock. Her phone rang again, and this time she simply ignored it without comment. I'm still busy, dammit.

Dwayne instantly knew he had a new cock sucker on his dick, as this new blow job was completely different. The last cock sucker had bobbed fast and furious, which felt good and he'd come in a little while in such a scenario, but this next woman demonstrated an entirely different level of expertise. She deep throated his cock and held it deep in her mouth, something he'd never experienced in his life.

Katie loved deep throating a cock, and really loved holding a cock in her mouth as deep as possible for as long as she possibly could.

Dwayne groaned, "Holy fuck."

Amy was impressed by the mother's deep throating skills. Amy could deep throat some cocks, but truthfully it wasn't something she was amazing at, nor something she figured she had to be amazing at... guys were there to please her, first and most importantly, not the other way around.

Clarissa licked her friend, although she wished she could watch her mother going to town on her fiancé's cock.

As if reading her mind, Amy gently pushed Clarissa away and snapped her fingers at Joey.

Joey didn't need to be summoned twice, and as soon as Clarissa had vacated her spot between Amy's legs, he replaced her. He wasn't amazing at eating pussy, but he tried. He began licking between the wet pussy lips... thinking how different it was to lick pussy over sucking cock. Oddly, he couldn't explain it, but he found sucking cock to be more natural. Perhaps it was because he had a dick and understood exactly what getting sucked felt like, but he wanted Dwayne's cock in his mouth again.

Amy leaned down and whispered, "You looked hot sucking his dick."

Although he'd enjoyed it, a lot, he didn't want to admit that to Amy, so he whispered back, "I did that for you."

"At first maybe, but you were clearly enjoying it," Amy said, knowing she was messing with his head.

Katie was now bobbing on the cock aggressively, and each time taking the entire cock into her mouth; she knew this type of aggressive, saliva-filled sucking would extract a load quickly, and Dwayne's moans confirmed she was right.

"Oh yes, please don't stop," Dwayne moaned loudly, no longer wondering who was sucking his cock, just focusing on the pleasure building inside him.

Clarissa whispered into her husband's ear, "Come in my Mommy's mouth, baby."

"Oh fuck, yes," Dwayne grunted and erupted instantly, the revelation it was his almost mother-in-law sucking him the final straw.

Katie didn't slow down, easily swallowing the entire warm, gooey load.

"Yes, Mommy, swallow all of my man's yummy cum," Clarissa added.

"Fuck," Dwayne groaned, as he kept coming and coming.

"No, it's fuck time," Clarissa corrected him with a declaration.

Katie took his cock out of her mouth, sat up, straddled the blindfolded stud, and lowered herself onto his cock.

"Holy shit," Dwayne said, sensing it was his mother-in-law suddenly riding him.

"You said you wanted to fuck my Mommy," Clarissa purred, confirming Dwayne's guess. "Although I guess she is fucking you."

"This is so crazy," Dwayne said.

Katie bounced on the cock. If she was going to cheat on her husband with two younger studs, she was really going to enjoy both cocks. She wasn't here to be made love to, she was here to get fucked.

"You go, girl," Amy approved, loving watching the once prim and proper woman just let go and let her inner slut take charge.

"Thank you, Mistress," Katie moaned as she took Dwayne's big schlong as deep inside her as she possibly could.

"Mistress?" Dwayne and Joey echoed.

"Yes, she said Mistress," Clarissa purred. "Amy is Mommy's and my Mistress."

"Crazy," was all Dwayne could muster.

"Bonkers," Joey added, as he kept licking Amy's pussy.

"I love watching Mommy ride you, baby," Clarissa whispered.

"I wish I could watch your Mom ride me too," Dwayne said, hating the blindfold and really wanting to remove it.

"After I walk down the aisle and then we walk away together," Clarissa promised, "you can fuck our Mommy without the blindfold."

"And again tomorrow, and when you get back from your honeymoon, and any day after that," Katie added, knowing this could never be a one-time thing. Her sexual liberation was too liberating, and there was no way she could go back to her bland sex life... or to her bland life.

"I'm available too," Joey chirped in, not wanting to be forgotten.

"Oh, you'll be banging my cunt too, Joey-bear," The mother said as nastily as she could.

"And you'll be dining on my box regularly, too," Amy added,

"And mine too," Clarissa added. "Honey, are you okay with Mommy eating my pussy regularly?"

"Can I watch?" Dwayne asked.

"Of course," Katie said, really riding the hard cock hard.

Dwayne was in awe of everything. The conversation. The declarations. The commitments. The fact his almost mother-in-law was riding his cock while his almost wife looked on approvingly.

"My turn," Amy said, pushing Joey away.

"Yes, Mistress," Katie said as she got off the cock, "I kept it nice and hard for you."

"Good slut," Amy approved, as she pulled Dwayne off the floor and guided him to a chair. "Sit."

Dwayne just did as he was told as Joey looked on. What he still really wondered was who was the fourth girl who'd sucked his cock. She was being incredibly quiet. Was it one of the bridesmaids? Likely. Could it even be his own Mom? That possibility sent a chill up his back and made his cock flinch.

Clarissa snapped her fingers, and Katie crawled back to the deliciousness between her daughter's legs.

"That's it, lick my pussy," Clarissa moaned, wanting her man to hear, but not see.

"Do you wonder who's eating out your fiancée?" Amy asked.

"Yes," Dwayne nodded, desperate to watch, desperate to know who everyone was in the room. Also, what Joey was doing.

Clarissa pointed to Joey's cock and then to her mouth.

Joey nodded wordlessly, understanding this was some kind of kinky game, and walked over to the seated bride-to-be and slid his cock into her open mouth.

"She looks so hot in all white being pleasured," Amy purred as she turned around and lowered herself on Dwayne's cock.

"Oh, fuck," Dwayne moaned, as another fantasy was suddenly becoming reality.

Unlike his mother-in-law-to-be, who really rode his cock, Amy just sat on his lap, facing him, and slowly grinded.

Clarissa slowly sucked Joey's cock while her mother slowly explored her cunt.

For Dwayne, during the last few minutes he'd had two women fuck him, three suck him, and four if you included Clarissa. It was completely bewildering. "Oh yes, eat my cunt," Clarissa moaned loudly as he tried to listen.

"Focus on me," Amy scolded.

"Sorry," Dwayne apologized.

"Did you like my finger in your ass?" Amy asked.

Dwayne had assumed it was Amy, and now that was confirmed. He answered, avoiding actually answering, "It was weird."

Clarissa needed a cock inside her, and she took Joey's cock out of her mouth and sat on the floor. She pointed to the chair for her Mom to sit in.

Katie got off her knees and onto the chair and spread her legs for her daughter yet again, her face still slightly shiny with her daughter's wetness from before.

"That doesn't answer the question," Amy scolded.

"It was okay," he answered.

Joey knelt behind his best friend's bride and slid his cock inside her. God, did she have a tight pussy.

"Oh yes," Clarissa moaned.

"Yes, eat Mommy's cunt," Katie ordered, looking over at Dwayne.

Dwayne's head turned towards the sex scene he could only hear, so Amy once again reprimanded him, "Focus on me. Tell me you liked my finger in your asshole."

The moans from Clarissa and Katie were distracting him. He assumed his fiancée was eating out her mother while Joey fucked her. He wondered what position they were using, and where was the other girl? Who was the other girl?

"Answer me," Amy demanded, pinching his nipples.

"Ohhhh, yes I liked it," he blurted out.

"What I like right now is your best man's cock in my cunt," Clarissa declared as Joey slowly fucked her.

"And I love my daughter's face in her Mommy's cunt," Katie joined in the declarations.

"Oh fuck," Dwayne moaned, from both the pinching and the declarations he was hearing.

"You have a hot bride," Joey chirped in.

"Fuck the hot bride harder," Clarissa demanded.

"As you wish," Joey obliged happily.

Amy purred, "I bet you'd love my strap-on in that tight ass of yours."

"She told you?" Dwayne asked, surprised.

"What? No," Amy said, surprised by his reaction.

"Oh," Dwayne said, busted.

"Well, that changes everything," Amy smiled, having planned to try and beg him at some point, but was actually going to beg Joey first. Now she wasn't sure.

Mr. Wilson had been phoning his wife for half an hour without a response. He was now outside the door where she and their daughter were supposed to be. He called again.

Katie sighed as her phone rang yet again. "Fuck, whoever that is doesn't take a hint."

"Oh yes, fuck," Clarissa moan-screamed as Joey grabbed her hips and rammed into her.

Mr. Wilson could hear his wife's phone on the other side of the door, and then he heard his daughter scream. He turned the knob and rushed in. "What's going on in hereeeeeeeeeeere?" he exploded and then froze as he saw his daughter getting fucked by Joey as she ate out his wife... her own mother!

"Oh my," Amy laughed. "I guess you shouldn't scream so loud."

"Or at least someone should have locked the door," Katie laughed, before greeting gaily, "Hi, honey."

Dwayne went to take his blindfold off as Clarissa stood up from her sex sandwich.

"No, the blindfold stays on," Amy said, stopping him. "It's bad luck for the groom to see the bride before the wedding."

James was flabbergasted. His daughter was going down on his wife. His wife was committing not only adultery, but incest. His mostly naked daughter was walking towards him.

Clarissa walked over to her father, gave him a hug (making him particularly conscious of her naked tits) and said, "Hi, Daddy."

"Lock the door," Katie suggested.

"Yes, I guess I should do that first," Clarissa said, instead of being humiliated at being caught in the act, she found this interruption rather serendipitous.

As his daughter locked the door, he looked around and saw Amy, someone he'd jerked off about since she was in high school, naked except for thigh high stockings, riding the groom. He had so many questions to ask, but he was speechless.

Amy turned around, never allowing Dwayne's cock to leave her box, and said, "Want to join in, Mr. Wilson?"

Clarissa said, "Yes Daddy, would you like to fuck my best friend?"

"I know he wanted to back when we were in high school," Amy said, as she resumed slowly riding Dwayne.

The entire time, Dwayne was stunned and speechless. What was happening? Obviously his almost father-in-law had walked in on them. Maybe he was no longer going to be the father-in-law. He was so blind and helpless, and now Amy was riding him again, presumably in plain sight of Mr. Wilson. Fuck!

"What's going on here?" The father asked, not angrily, just bewilderedly, still trying to process everything.

Clarissa placed her hand firmly on her father's crotch, which was already hard, and said, "It's an orgy, Daddy. A pre-wedding orgy."

"Is he hard already?" Katie asked, as she kept her legs spread.

Joey stood around awkwardly, not sure what to do. He covered his dick, but that was it. He just watched the most surreal reality show ever.

"Yep, Mommy," Clarissa said.

"W-w-what are you doing, Clarissa?" James stammered, as he realized his cock was indeed hard.

"I'm feeling your nice hard dick, Daddy," Clarissa answered rather bluntly. "Please answer Amy's question; do you want to join in?"

"This is so wrong," he said, even though he didn't move his daughter's hand away.

"You didn't think that when you fucked me last weekend," Clarissa revealed wickedly.

"W-w-what?" The Dad stammered, now really confused.

Katie snapped her fingers at Joey and pointed to her pussy as she intervened, "Yes James, when you cheated on me by fucking the slut in the box."

"Hey," Clarissa protested. "I was a harlot!"

"Sorry," Katie apologized as Joey moved between her legs and began licking.

"T-t-that was you?" James stammered, suddenly having a stammering problem... like back when he was in elementary school.

"Yes, Daddy," Clarissa nodded and spoke like a little girl, as she kept rubbing his dick. "You fucked your very own slutty daughter!"

"Oh, God," he groaned, both at the stunning realization he'd accidentally committed incest and fucked his daughter, and that his wife knew about it, and the feeling of his daughter's willing hands on his suddenly throbbing dick.

"And then you came in my cunt," Clarissa added, as she lowered herself before her dressed-up Dad and unbuckled his belt.

Dwayne listened in helpless captivity. He was thankful that so far James hadn't freaked out. He imagined how surreal it must be for him, perhaps even more so when he discovered it had been his daughter in the box last week.

Amy moaned as she bounced on his cock, "This is getting interesting."

"What is?" Dwayne asked, as there was sudden silence.

"Clarissa, I'm so sorry," the father said, even as he still wasn't stopping his daughter from pulling his pants down.

"What about me?" Katie asked, as she grabbed Joey's head and pulled him deeper into her wetness, "You cheated on me!"

James saw Joey between his wife's legs just as his underwear was pulled down. He was about to respond when his daughter stroked his cock, now skin to skin, and asked, "Are you hard because you want to fuck your daughter again?"

"Clarissa, l..." he began to respond as he watched his daughter take his cock in her mouth. "Oh, God."

"This changes the plan," Amy said, having originally planned to give Clarissa the double penetration she wanted with Joey and Dwayne, with perhaps a strap-on for a little airtight action. Now, she had three living cocks she could orchestrate for the perfect triple penetration pre-wedding finale.

"What are you thinking?" Katie asked.

"I can't believe this," James moaned, as his daughter deep throated his small cock.

"Will someone please tell me what's going on?" A helplessly frustrated Dwayne asked.

Clarissa was enjoying sucking her Dad's dick. The taboo of it all was part of it, but it being smaller made it easy to deep throat, which was a bit of a rush in itself.

"Joey is eating out Katie, your fiancée is blowing her Dad and I'm riding your dick," Amy announced. "Is that good enough for you?" She acted annoyed to be interrupted from her plotting.

"Yes, it is. Sorry," Dwayne responded sheepishly.

"We now have three instead of two," Amy said cryptically to Katie.

Katie was confused and Amy sighed, "I'll show you in a minute."

"Okay."

Clarissa asked her father, in a daddy's girl voice, "Does Daddy want to fuck his baby girl again?"

"Jesus Christ," James responded, the day getting more and more surreal. In addition to the reality he'd cheated on his wife with some stranger, who'd turned out to be anything but, he couldn't fathom how his daughter and his wife had possibly ended up having sex with each other, although he had a hunch Amy had something to do with it.

"Is that a yes, Daddy?" Clarissa asked. "I'd really like you to fuck me before you walk me down the aisle and give me away."

"Fuck, fine," James said. "You want to be fucked like an incestuous slut, I'll treat you like one." He pulled her to her feet, spun her around, bent her over a chair and slid his cock into her pussy.

"You never take me like that," Katie objected.

"Oh yes, Daddy, fuck your baby girl," Clarissa cheered him on, loving to be an incestuous slut.

"I can't believe this," Dwayne said as he listened to the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh.

"Your cock is a lot bigger," Amy said as she got off him, put her feet on each side of the chair and shoved her pussy in his face. "Get eating, my little slut boy."

Dwayne was surprised at being called a slut, but didn't hesitate as he began licking the very wet and intoxicating pussy.

"Fuck me, Joey," Katie ordered, "show my husband how a real man fucks a woman."

"Oh, Daddy is fucking me good," Clarissa moaned.

Joey spread Katie's legs wide, held her ankles and slammed into her.

"Oh yes, I love your big cock," Katie moaned loudly, wanting to stress to her husband he was smaller than her new male lover.

"God, I love your tight cunt," James said, deciding to fight fire with fire, "way tighter than your mother's."

"Oh, your wife has a nice tight cunt," Joe defended her.

"Yes, when a big dick is inside it," Katie stressed.

Dwayne licked Amy's pussy, hoping to get her off. He hadn't eaten another pussy in years, and the subtly different taste, although not better than Clarissa's, just different, was very exciting.

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Amy moaned, "Your fiancé has a very talented tongue."

"I know," Clarissa moaned, as she continued committing her newest version of incest.

"Yes, you eager cunt licker, eat my pussy," Amy ordered, her orgasm building. She grabbed Dwayne's head and began grinding on his face.

Dwayne attacked the best he could, knowing she was getting close.

"Oh yes, fuck me with that big mother fucking dick," Katie demanded, close to an orgasm herself.

"Oh yes, fuck, eat me, eat my cunt, yes, yes, yes," Amy moaned before bathing Dwayne's face with her flooding cum.

"Yes, Daddy, fuck your baby slut harder," Clarissa moaned, wanting to have an orgasm like the other two were getting... but alas, like her mother, she wasn't sure she could come from such a small cock.

"Yes, baby," he groaned, slamming into her.

Amy, deciding to add to the twisted pre-wedding orgy, said, "Daddy James, come over here and taste me."

"I'm not done here," the Dad said knowing he was close to coming.

"Go, Daddy, she's in charge," Clarissa urged, gently pushing him away.

Amy pointed at Joey for Katie and to the floor as she mouthed, "Now."

Katie understood, as this was part of the plan they'd made after Clarissa had gone to bed last night.

James walked over to Amy, who was just standing up, some of her cunt cum leaking down her leg.

"Clean up my cum, Daddy James," Amy ordered, as Katie guided Joey to lie down on the floor.

James wasn't much of a pussy licker, he thought it was kind of gross, but he wasn't going to ruin the possibility of fucking this hot younger girl. He went to kneel before her when she said, "No, not my pussy silly, Dwayne's dick. My cunt cum is all over it."

"What?" James gasped, shocked by her words.

"What?" Dwayne echoed.

"Plus, you're the only one here who hasn't sucked the groom's big cock," Amy added.

"What?" Dwayne repeated, then realized there'd never been a fourth girl sucking his cock... it... it... it... was Joey.

"Yes, Joey sucked your cock, Dwayne," Amy confirmed. "And I think he liked it, didn't you, Joey?"

Katie was leading her daughter over to Joey as he said, "I plead the Fifth."

"Sunday football games will never be the same again," Amy joked. "Now get sucking, Daddy."

"No way," James said.

"No sucking, no more fucking," Amy shrugged. "And we're just about to give your daughter her pre-wedding present."

James looked over to his daughter, who was straddling Joey. Then to his wife, who was holding her hand.

Dwayne was trying to process that his best friend had sucked his cock. That was beyond weird. He'd fantasized about getting pegged and actually sucking the strap-on, but now he couldn't help but wonder what sucking a real cock would feel like. Obviously, his bride-to-be was okay with it.

"Now James, you cheated on me by banging and coming in your daughter's cunt," Mrs. Wilson said firmly, as she stalked over to her husband. "You will do as you're fucking told."

James had heard that tone from his wife before. It was the one where the decision had been made and nothing he said was going to sway it. He also really wanted to fuck Amy and his daughter again.

Dwayne was still processing the idea that his best friend had sucked his cock... at least twice. He still wasn't sure how he felt about that. A blow job felt good, no matter who was sucking him. He recalled someone once saying 'A mouth is a mouth.' Yet when his blindfold was removed and he finally saw Joey, the first thing that would inevitably pop into his head was, 'You sucked my dick'.

Clarissa lowered herself not onto Joey's cock, but on his face, as Amy guided her to do.

"RIGHT NOW, James," Mrs. Wilson ordered sternly, as she pushed his head towards Dwayne's shiny cock.

"Fuck," James sighed in reluctant acceptance as he opened his mouth and took a cock into it for the first time in his life.

"There ya go," Amy approved.

"Oh," Dwayne moaned, a mouth around his cock indeed being a mouth. He'd had amazing blow jobs, good blow jobs, and okay blow jobs in his life, but never a bad one.

James just slowly bobbed, unsure what else to do. He could taste Amy's pussy juice on the dick and found it tasted okay. He could feel shame and humiliation course through him, since he had a dick in his mouth.

"Yes, Daddy, suck my man's big cock," Clarissa approved, saying another of a hundred phrases she'd never imagined saying that she had in the past week.

"Yes honey, show us all what kind of cock sucker you are," Mrs. Wilson added, as she pushed his head deeper onto Dwayne's dick.

James could feel his cheeks burning with shame as he did as he was told. The act was humiliating, and yet he oddly found it rather natural.

"Looks like he sucks dick better than he eats pussy," Mrs. Wilson said, realizing just how bitter she was that he'd cheated on her... even though when she first cheated on him at Le Chateau Club, she had no idea he'd done it first.

James knew he was paying for his indiscretion, and accepted that he'd have to do a lot to get back in her good graces, even if she'd cheated too.

"Looks like he's a natural," Amy added.

Dwayne, oddly enjoying his being sucked by his future father-in-law added, "He's no Mrs. Wilson, but he shows potential."

Katie roared with laughter as she said, "He'd better not be."

"Time for the finale," Amy declared, figuring she'd humiliated Daddy James for long enough. "Cock sucking James, get your cute little ass over here."

Dwayne wondered what the finale could be. This entire experience had already been amazingly intense.

Amy pointed to Joey's cock, and Clarissa silently moved from Joey's face to his cock.

Amy led James to stand in front of his daughter and guided his cock into her mouth.

Katie went to Dwayne and licked his thick rod, as Clarissa began moaning as she began to ride Joey's cock and suck her Daddy's dick.

Dwayne wondered who was fucking his bride-to-be now. Joey? Her Dad? Amy or Katie with a strap-on? It was time he fucked her.

"God, you have an amazing cock," Katie purred as she kept his cock nice and hard for the triple-team finale.

"And you're the most amazing cock sucker ever," Dwayne complimented back.

"Practise makes perfect," Katie responded as she deep throated his big cock.

"Fuck," he groaned.

Amy walked over to Dwayne, tapped her MILF slut on her shoulder, still amazed at her deep-throating ability, and then led Dwayne to his fiancée.

"Squat down," she ordered.

Dwayne obeyed, although he almost sat on a pair of legs first, and then had to straddle them. He was unsure whose legs they were, and why he was being told to squat down so awkwardly. Who was below him? His wife? Katie? Amy? Even one of the cocks?

"Ready to give your wife the DP she fantasizes about?" Amy asked.

"Yeah," Dwayne said, really wanting to fuck Clarissa, and thinking this was the best-case scenario of the various options floating around in his head.

"She already has a cock in her cunt and one in her mouth, so you know where yours needs to go," Amy explained as she slowly guided his cock to Clarissa's last remaining open hole.

"Yes, baby, shove your dick in my asshole and triple team me," Clarissa said nastily, dying to feel what cocks in both her pussy and ass felt like.

Dwayne put his hands on her hips, which made her stop bouncing up and down on Joey's cock, and pushed forward, and after a brief resistance slipped inside her backdoor.

"Ooooooooh," Clarissa moaned as Dwayne's anal impaler filled her ass. It hurt a little, but she felt a rush of adrenaline at what she was doing. Getting double penetrated... no, triple penetrated.

Dwayne went in slow, unsure if the sounds from his wife were pleasure or pain... it sounded like a bit of both.

"So hot," Amy said, having herself never been triple penetrated. She'd been spit roasted many times, double penetrated a few times, and gangbanged by four and seven guys respectively on two separate tequila-fueled nights... but somehow never triple penetrated.

"I want to do that next," Katie said, wondering what anal sex would feel like, and what getting double penetrated would feel like.

"We've got to train that ass of yours first," Amy explained.

James watched in awe as his baby girl took a cock in her ass. He couldn't explain why it turned him on so much. For years, he'd been the over-protective father who hated every boyfriend and had scared off a few. Now he was allowing his baby girl to take a cock in both her pussy and ass, not to mention his own in her mouth, and it excited him.

Clarissa felt so full. There was no other way to explain it. It made her head go a little light.

"Now slowly fuck her ass," Amy instructed.

"You okay, baby? Dwayne asked.

"Yes, honey, I told you I want your next load in my ass," Clarissa said, for some reason really excited by the idea of walking down the aisle with her groom's cum in her asshole.

"I can do that," Dwayne agreed, as he began slowly pumping in and out, actually feeling whoever's dick was in her cunt as he moved. It was so weird. It felt kind of gay, and yet not gay at all. He still has curious whose it was.

Joey just lay there, realizing the bottom guy in a DP was kind of helpless, although he was enjoying it all the same.

Clarissa took her Dad's dick in her mouth again and slowly bobbed as she got accustomed to three dicks inside her.

As Amy watched, a wicked idea popped into her head. She went to her bag of sex toys and grabbed the smallest of her three strap-ons she'd brought with her, and began to fasten it on.

Katie glanced over and hoped that was for her.

James watched Amy put on the harness and wondered if he was going to get to see his wife get fucked by another woman. The idea made his cock twitch. Like almost every man in the world, lesbian sex was a major turn-on for him.

Dwayne began to get into a smooth rhythm, and Clarissa's slight pain faded.

Clarissa began slowly moving her body, as she wanted to feel Joey's cock moving inside her too. It was awkward at first to get into a smooth rhythm. Riding one cock was easy, getting spit-roasted was also pretty easy, but double penetration was a lot more challenging to get all the pieces moving in a proper progression.

Katie was wrong though, since after Amy had her strap-on in place, she handed Katie the medium-sized strap-on. "Put this on."

"Of course, Mistress," Mrs. Wilson said.

"Mistress?" James asked, revealing to Dwayne, who no longer cared who was in what hole in his wife, that it was his best friend, his best man, who was in her cunt, and that their dicks were almost touching. It made sense it was Joey as although couldn't feel it completely, it seemed to be big and fat... which described Joey's... a dick he had seen many times.

"Yes," Katie nodded, "I obey every order Mistress Amy gives me."

"Oh," James said, not sure what else to say during this surreal orgy. His daughter was sucking his cock, but with no smooth rhythm to get him off, which was okay.

"Yes, I own your wife's pussy and ass," Amy clarified, as she helped Katie install the strap-on.

"And my mouth?" Katie asked.

"Of course," Amy agreed.

Dwayne said, "Okay, let's try to get into a smooth rhythm, Joey."

"Sure, man," Joey agreed, really wanting to be more active in this gangbang.

"Clarissa, lean forward a bit," Dwayne instructed, this stage directing so much more challenging with the blindfold on.

"Yes, baby, tell me what to do," Clarissa encouraged him, her Dad's dick slipping out of her mouth again.

"All right, Joey, on three, thrust up," Dwayne ordered.

"Okay."

"1, 2, 3," Dwayne counted up.

Dwayne pumped forward, Joey bucked up, and Clarissa screamed, "Fuck, yes!"

Dwayne and Joey kept fucking Clarissa in unison now, and Clarissa's body responded with euphoria. "Oh God, yes you two, double penetrate me, yes!"

"That looks like fun," Katie said.

"We'll have to give you a try too, later," Amy promised.

"Awesome," Katie said, wondering why they were both wearing strap-ons.

"Let's let Clarissa come, and then we'll do something super wicked," Amy said, before going back to her duffle bag.

"I can't wait," the curious mother said.

"Shove your cock in my mouth, Daddy," Clarissa demanded, wanting all three holes filled as the intensity of the double fucking heated up.

James eagerly slid his cock back in her mouth, and she bobbed the best she could.

Joey was sweating from the work of fucking in this position; Dwayne was really beginning to slam inside his fiancée's ass.

"Oh fuck, yeah," Clarissa babbled, as she tried to simultaneously suck cock, but she was really being pounded as her two principal studs had found s smooth flow.

"Take it all, my bridal slut," Dwayne groaned as she slammed into her.

Oh yes, fuck," Clarissa moaned, as her orgasm was increasing.

"Fuck, yeah," Joey groaned as he got a major workout, being on the bottom.

Clarissa stopped sucking and said, "Oh fuck yes, double fuck me, so good, I'm so close!"

"Come my dirty whore," Amy ordered, as she lubed up both her and Katie's cocks for an even more epic, epic finale. She then whispered to Katie, "Go and ass fuck your hubby."

"Fucking twisted," Katie grinned wickedly, as she sauntered around to her husband, whose cock was just in front of their about-to-come daughter.

"Yes!" Clarissa screamed just seconds later, as she came with the intensity of a thousand suns.

Amy moved behind a still thrusting Dwayne and ordered, "Everyone stop for a moment."

Dwayne obeyed, and his eyes went wide when he felt something poking between his ass cheeks.

James' eyes also went wide as he saw his wife walking towards him with a clear intent bobbing in front of her.

"Bend over and rest your hands on your daughter's back; that way she can still suck your tiny dick," Katie ordered.

"Katie, I..." he began to protest.

"Do it," she demanded sharply.

He obeyed even as he protested, as she bent him into the angle, she wanted like he was a Ken Barbie doll, "Please, not this."

Amy trumpeted from the other end of the burgeoning six-person fuck train, "Ready to get fucked while you fuck?"

"I guess so," James said, thinking in truth there was likely no better way to get pegged than while you're inside another woman.

"I know so," Amy said, as she pushed her thin cock inside Dwayne's virgin ass.

"Ohhhhhh," Dwayne moaned and groaned, a pain coursing through him, yet also a sexual adrenaline rush.

Katie positioned the cock at her husband's asshole and pushed, not really concerned about being gentle.

"Oh fuck! Please stop," James whined as his ass was penetrated.

"I'll make you feel better, Daddy," Clarissa said, as she took her dad's cock in her mouth again, even as her orgasm continued travelling through her entire body.

"Sorry, Amy put the smaller one on first," Katie apologized, as she watched her entire black cock disappear between her husband's really white cheeks.

"It really hurts," James said.

"Don't you always say 'No pain, no gain?" Katie quipped, something she'd heard him say hundreds of times.

"Fuck," he whined, his ass feeling like it was literally on fire.

"I was nice for your first backdoor fucking," Amy said, as she filled Dwayne's ass with her smallish five-inch cock.

"Thank you," Dwayne said, both for her caring decision, and for making this morning happen. Although there was no doubt a slight discomfort and pain, the rush of the act and the wild orgy they were currently involved in overrode that.

Clarissa was a little disappointed she wasn't providing Dwayne's first pegging and also she couldn't see it, but the rush of this wild six-person all-connected orgy centred around her was a massive rush.

Katie was all in and looked at Amy, "I'm all in."

"Me too."

"On three?" Katie asked.

"1-2-3," Amy counted up, and then they both began fucking their boy bottoms.

"Oh yes, fuck my ass," Dwayne moaned, as each pump made him twitch inside his fiancée.

"Please, no," James protested, as his wife began fucking him. It hurt like a bitch, and it was so humiliating. Only his daughter's mouth bobbing on his cock made this tolerable. This ass-fucking being the ultimate descriptor of pleasure and pain.

"I'm fucking your ass until you come in our daughter's mouth," Katie warned.

"Oh, fuck," James whimpered, his daughter's warm mouth feeling good, but the sharp fiery pain in his ass stopped the pleasure from rising.

"I'm going to keep fucking your ass until you pump a big load into your wife's asshole," Amy said.

"That won't take long," Dwayne moaned, as he couldn't explain it, but he was feeling intense pleasure at both ends... as he literally was fucking while getting fucked, and loving it.

Clarissa loved hearing her man's moans, and she allowed her Dad's dick to slip out of her mouth so she could turn her head and somewhat see what was going on. "Like that cock in your ass, baby?"

"Fucking awesome, baby," Dwayne moaned, as he could feel his cock throbbing towards the finish line.

"Let me help," Clarissa said, as she timed it right and began bucking back on his dick whenever Amy was backing out.

"Oh fuck, yes," Dwayne moaned, as Joey was just lying there helplessly and watching an entire orgy while his dick was baking in Clarissa's nice warm oven. God, he needed to come, and this new movement finally began stimulating him again.

"Come in my ass, baby," Clarissa moaned, wanting to feel his warm cum explode inside her.

"Oh, fuck yes," Dwayne moaned. "Fuck me harder, Amy, I'm almost there."

Amy did as requested, gripping both his hips solidly and beginning to slam into him.

Katie was fucking her husband's ass hard too, but awkwardly, as he couldn't keep his balance once their daughter began fucking her husband in earnest. "Get on all fours," she demanded.

Defeated, and oddly beginning to enjoy this cock in his ass, he obeyed.

The cock slipped out briefly, before Katie mounted him like a dog in heat and fucked him hard.

"Oh fuck," James moaned, this time more from pleasure than pain.

"He likes it, he really, really likes it," Katie chuckled.

"Oh fuck, I'm coming," Dwayne grunted, as he trembled and exploded his load in his wife's tight ass.

"Yes, fill my asshole, lover," Clarissa moaned.

Dwayne spewed a massive load as the intense orgasm ripped through him.

Once done, Amy pulled out and Dwayne did too, the position suddenly a little uncomfortable.

Clarissa got off too, rolled onto her back and lay there, cum leaking out of her ass.

"I need to come," Joey said, as he stood up and stretched his legs.

"Come fuck me while I fuck James," Katie offered.

"Fuck, yeah," Joey quickly agreed, moving behind her.

Katie briefly stopped fucking her husband until Joey was inside her doggy style, and then they counted to three and smoothly began a fuck train.

"Nice," Amy said as she grabbed her dress. "I hate to end this fuck frenzy, but we need to get tidied up and ready, ladies and gentlemen. Wedding begins in thirty."

"Oh shit," Clarissa said, even though she didn't move.

James couldn't believe it, but his cock was now throbbing even though it was no longer being touched. He felt he could come at any moment.

"Oh yes, fuck me with that big young dick," Katie moaned.

"I'm not going to last long, Mrs. Wilson," Joey said, Clarissa's lengthy cunt oven having kept his balls boiling forever.

"Just come inside me," Katie offered, "James can clean me up afterwards."

"Oh fuck," James grunted, that statement for whatever reason triggering his humiliating orgasm as he spewed his load all over the floor.

"He just came," Amy said.

"What a little faggot," Katie said, as she pushed him forward, making him land in his own cum so she could put her hands on the floor. "Now really pound me, Joey. Shoot that load deep in my cunt."

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Clarissa turned to watch her Mom get fucked as she recovered from her orgasm.

Amy helped get Dwayne dressed, his blindfold still on.

"Oh yes, yes, fucking yes," Katie moaned, as she bounced on the big cock, so close to coming herself.

"I'm coming," Joey grunted and shot his long-delayed load in her cunt.

"Me too," Katie declared as her orgasm hit her the moment her cunt was filled with cum.

James trembled on the floor, mortified he'd come just from getting ass fucked, mortified his wife had just come from another man coming inside her, mortified he'd sucked a cock and enjoyed it, mortified he'd enjoyed a strap-on in the ass, mortified he was laying in puddles of his own cum, and mortified that his entire marriage could be in shambles.

Joey pulled out and said, "That was amazing Mrs. Wilson."

"Get over here and clean my cunt before the wedding, honey," Katie ordered.

"Yes, honey," a now obedient husband replied, crawling between his wife's legs and seeing a big wad of white cum leaking from it.

"Good boy," she smiled as she grabbed his head and pulled it into his wife.

Humiliation and stimulation coursed through him as he did the third gay act in half an hour. He sucked Dwayne's cock, he got ass fucked and now he was eating another man's cum from his wife's pussy. What he didn't understand was why each act seemed to enhance the pleasure inside him.

Joey pulled out and said, "Best wedding ever."

Amy smiled, "The wedding hasn't even started yet."

"Best pre-wedding ever," Joey corrected.

"Better," Amy nodded, before adding, "there are still pictures, and the evening."

"What more could we do?" Dwayne asked, almost all dressed.

"Oh, the day is still young," Amy said, not sure what else they would do today.

"Plus, you haven't fucked your own Mommy yet," Clarissa pointed out.

"The day is still young," Amy repeated, as she thought to herself she hadn't fucked her Mommy yet, either.

Each person quietly got dressed and Clarissa went over to Dwayne and said, "I love you so much."

"Ditto."

The almost married couple kissed. When Clarissa broke it, she said, "Next time I kiss you, it will mean we're married."

"I can't wait," Dwayne said.

Joey led Dwayne out of the room and took his blindfold off. He said, a big smile on his face, "See? I told you it wasn't anything bad."

Dwayne laughed, "I guess it wasn't."

James, now dressed, said to his almost-dressed wife, "I'm so sorry for everything."

"I'm sorry, too," Katie said. "I got a little vengeful there."

"It was pretty hot," James smiled.

"You liked a dick in the ass, didn't you?"

"Eventually," he admitted.

"Well, maybe tonight you can return the favour," Katie smiled, giving him a kiss.

"Really?" he asked.

"If you're a good boy and only fuck who I say you can," she said. "Now get out of here, we need to finish getting ready."

"Yes, Mistress," he joked.

"Mistress, I like that," the wife said, slapping his ass.

He headed out.

Clarissa said, "Thanks for all that."

"Oh, it was our pleasure," the mother said, and then giggled.

"And it's only the beginning," Amy promised.

"I can only imagine what else your twisted mine has in store for us," Clarissa said, shaking her head. "Now help me look like I wasn't just triple fucked."

"I'm not a miracle worker," Amy laughed.

...

Twenty minutes later, Clarissa walked down the aisle. Cum was still slowly leaking out of her ass, and Amy had refused to allow her to wear panties.

Ten minutes later Clarissa and Dwayne kissed, sealing their marriage with a kiss. A kiss that had the entire church in awe of their raw passion. It wasn't a peck, or a three second kiss which was tradition... no, it was a good forty-five second kiss that included tongue exploration and an intensity that made almost every woman wanton.

Twenty minutes after that they were in the limo headed to the reception, Clarissa's two other bridesmaids, Dwayne's sister and her college best friend, oblivious to what had transpired. Also in the dark were Dwayne's other two groomsmen, who were both coworkers... both having no idea they'd already been sucked by the bride or had fucked her just a week ago.

As Amy promised, this was only the beginning.

THE END ... FOR NOW.

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