Message-ID: <40849asstr$1045131002@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: <news@google.com> X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: crystelia@hotmail.com (crystelia) X-Original-Message-ID: <837a5921.0302121654.483a0004@posting.google.com> Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit NNTP-Posting-Date: 13 Feb 2003 00:54:09 GMT X-Spam-Level: Level ** X-MailScanner: PASSED (v1.2.7 90438 h1D0s9N3014173 mailbox6.ucsd.edu) X-ASSTR-Original-Date: 12 Feb 2003 16:54:08 -0800 Subject: {ASSM} Jennifer's New Family Chapter 8 (MMMM/ff, teen, NC, humil, BD) Date: Thu, 13 Feb 2003 05:10:02 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2003/40849> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: gill-bates, dennyw --------------------------------------------------------------------------- *** WARNING *** This story contains material of an adult nature, including non-consensual sex between young teenagers. If this subject matter offends you, or if you are not of legal age to view such material in your area, do not read further. This story is inspired by the Greenleaf Classics of the 70s and 80s, whose hapless heroines provided just the right mix of total unbelievability and ultimate fantasy. If only I was up to the skill of Paul Gable and J. T. Watson. This story may not be reprinted or reposted without the consent of the author, and must include the text between between the dotted lines. This work is copyright 2001 by the author. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Jennifer's New Family By crystelia Chapter 8 The men had eaten simple sandwiches for lunch, and, each with a beer can in his hand, the four returned to the bedroom after a short time to have some more fun. When they entered the room, they saw mother and daughter kissing passionately, moaning and breathing deeply. Their bodies, glowing with a sheen of sweat, squirmed against each other. They mashed their breasts together, their hard nipples tingling as they pressed into each other's soft warm flesh. Their hips were working feverishly, thrusting and down and rubbing it tight circles as they struggled in their bondage to bring each other to a climax. It was just at the moment the men entered that the women finally succeeded, and they kissed each other even more passionately than before, both moaning, rattling the bed as the shook and convulsed, grinding their hips together. Both were shocked and ashamed to have the men watching them - this time what they had done was voluntary, not forced on them, and that made it worse somehow. But there was no way either of them could hold back now. While the men grinned, watched, and drank their beer, the bound women squealed madly. Jennifer sucked on her mother's tongue while Maryjane thrust her pussy up hard against her daughter's dripping cunt. Their bodies trembled and writhed on the bed for long minutes, and then each slowly began to relax, gasping deeply with each breath, bodies going limp. As the men laughed cruelly at them, Jennifer and her mother looked again into each other's eyes, and for the first time since the ordeal began, they smiled. It was a quiet smile, more in the eyes than the mouth. Their faces were red, they still felt the shame of having performed this way in front of the men, but they both knew they were not ashamed of having loved one another. Jennifer kissed her mother lightly again. "I tell ya boys," John laughed. "Once you get a bitch all hot, you can't cool her down again." He reached down and jammed his thumb in to Jennifer's cunt while slipping a finger into his wife's. They both shuddered and gasped. "Ain't that right, bitches?" They hesitated to answer him, and he squeezed his thumb and finger together, and the two women squealed in pain as the felt his fingers in the other through their lower bellies. "Yes! Yes that's true!" they both cried out. "Well, now that you cunts have had your fun together, we decided you should have something to eat too. Come on boys...get them off this bed." The men untied both women from the bed, but as before they retied their hands behind their backs. This time, thankfully, they did not pull the topes up through their cunts, but just forced them to walk into the kitchen, side by side. When they got there they wondered what they were supposed to eat. There was nothing on the table. Then the boys forced them down to their knees, and they saw dog dishes on the floor. There was a loud snap of leather behind them, and Jennifer and Maryjane both jumped, but John was simply snapping his belt threateningly. "There's your dinner. Since you're acting like bitches in heat, you can eat like them too...from the dog's dish!" He waved the belt menacingly. The naked girls looked down at the large dish. It was full of cold meat loaf and mashed potatoes left over from the previous night's meal. It had obviously been pulled right out of the refrigerator. Maryjane thought it could be worse...in the mood the men were in now, she would half expect to have found real dog food in the dish. Mother and daughter looked at each other and nodded resignedly, then bent down as one and, with difficulty, began eating up the cold food. Then men stood behind them, chuckling at their upturned asses. Since their hands were bound behind them, the girls had difficulty balancing. They had to use their tongues to try to scoop bits of food into their mouth. Since they were so close, their faces rubbed against each other. The men further entertained themselves by poking the toes of their boots into their exposed pussies. After a long and difficult time, they managed to eat all of the food that had been put out for them. They licked the bowl clean, and then raised themselves on their knees. "Your faces are a mess!" said Tony. "Yeah," Tommy said with a grin. "Clean each other up." "They'll like that!" said Jason. "They love licking each other!" As the men laughed loudly, Jennifer and Maryjane leaned toward one another and obediently began to lick the food off of the other's face. Jennifer felt her mother's wet tongue and hot breath on her cheek and lips and felt a quiver deep in her pussy again. She was beginning to feel like the men were right. She really was a hot bitch. Even when they had put the toe of their boot in her pussy, she had felt a thrill of excitement. Maryjane felt much the same as her daughter's soft lips pressed against her cheeks, sucking bits of from her face. Her own daughter had made her feel more sensual than she could ever remember. She wanted to believe it was wrong, it was against everything she'd been brought up to believe, but she could no longer convince herself. She wanted to continue licking right down to her daughter's breasts, and lower still to her lovely young pussy. Suddenly both women were roughly yanked to their feet by their blonde hair, the men paying no heed to their squeals of pain. They were pushed out into the living room, and Maryjane was pushed onto the sofa while Jennifer was led to the middle of the room. To her shock, the young girl's hands were untied. "Don't get the wrong idea," Jason told her as she rubbed her raw wrists. "You ain't going nowhere. We just want you to put on a show for us." "Wh-what kind of show?" the girl asked nervously. She felt they couldn't possibly do anything that would make her feel any worse. "The best kind," said Tommy. "You've been getting great orgasms from everybody, even your own mom. Now we just wanna watch you give yourself one!" Jennifer cringed as her stomach fell. They wanted her to masturbate! Worse yet, she say Tony setting up the video camera to record her doing it! Her face turned the deepest shade of crimson yet, a blush of shame the extended all the way down to her firm young breasts. "When we say go," Jason said, "you start fingering yourself. And be quick about it. Mom gets belted once for every second you delay." The abused girl shuddered, but before she could even think, they shouted "GO!" and her hands immediately jumped to her pussy. Then men laughed at her loudly as she started sliding her trembling fingers up and down her slit, spreading her legs wider as she stood alone in the middle of the room, facing her mother and stepfamily. "Look at her go!" said Tony. "Bet she's had a lot of experience using those fingers!" Tommy laughed. "She won't be satisfied with fingers no more," John said with a leering grin. "Not after all the cock she's had!" "Yeah, but she still better not quit till she's had a climax!" Jason replied. Jennifer wanted to cry as she listened to all the crude things they were saying about her, but she continued stroking her pussy, feeling more exposed than ever. It was like being some filthy whore on a stage. She teased her clit firmly, trying to focus on the positive. At least they weren't hurting her, they weren't even touching her. But as she felt her excitement grow, the thought of the men touching her sent her head spinning. She thought of Jason pinching and twisting her nipples, and they instantly stiffened. Even her bright pink areolas became puffy and tingled. She brought one hand up to her breast and moaned softly as she rubbed it, tweaking the hard nipple. Jennifer also thought of her stepfather, wrenching so agonizingly at her clit, and she felt it throb under her fingertips as a new wave of moisture spread across her aching pussy. She flicked the stiff nub with her fingernail, shivering at the slight scratching feeling it caused. The girl closed her eyes and plunged two fingers deep inside her as she thought of the cock that had been shoved in there such a short time ago. Her vaginal walls closed tightly around her fingers and she visibly shuddered hard. The girl's head rolled slowly on her shoulders as her breathing grew deeper, her fingers working faster at her breast and pussy. She gave short, high-pitched whimpers of delight. They were all grinning with gleeful lust at her, but her eyes were closed and she wasn't even thinking about them anymore. Maryjane watched her daughter in front of her, enthusiastically masturbating, and found her own pussy getting itchy just from watching. A part of her despised herself for her reaction. It was her own daughter, being degraded by vile men, who were responsible for the defilement and degradation of her daughter. Yet her pussy pulsed again, and she closed her legs tightly as if that could close off the feelings as well, but it didn't work. John, sitting beside her, noticed her squirming, and saw how her blue eyes were locked on her daughter, masturbating for everyone to see. He saw how she was breathing, through slightly parted lips, and noticed how wide her eyes were, how rarely she blinked watching Jennifer perform. "Heh heh," John laughed, slapping her thigh. "Getting horny watching your little slut daughter?" Maryjane jerked her head around as if she had just awaked from a deep sleep. She looked at her husband blankly for a moment, and then shook her head. "What? No! No, of course not!" John laughed and forced her legs apart, thrusting a hand between them and burying his fingers into her pussy. "Don't lie to me, bitch. You're as turned as any of us watching that little cunt get herself off! Well, don't worry, you'll be able to watch it anytime you want when we get this video done." Maryjane moaned softly as her husband's fingers probed her moistening pussy, and she squirmed even more. She tried to look away from how her daughter was being humiliated, but as John continued to stimulate her, and as she continued to listen to the girls moans of ecstasy, she couldn't help but look up again. Jennifer's legs were now splayed wide apart, and she was bending low at the knees, riding up and down on the fingers in her pussy. "Oh!" she cried. "Oh God! Oh fuck yes!" Her other hand squeezed her breast, fingers sinking deep into the soft flesh. She gyrated her hips around like the most experienced exotic dancer, and the boys hooted happily at her performance. Jennifer heard them and some debased, perverted part of her soul came to the surface, and was glad they were watching her like this. It made it all feel so much better! She opened her eyes and looked around the room. The twins, Jason, her mom getting fingered by John. She suddenly grinned, completely out of control. She looked at the camera and fingered herself harder. Everything she had been through since last night took total control of her. She wanted it all. She wanted to be treated like a slut. She loved the thought of masturbating for people like this...she only wished there were more! She wished the whole school were here to see her! She imagined her entire class her in the room, watching her debase herself, and her pussy quivered against her thrusting fingers so hard that loud suction noises could be heard when she drew them back out again. Maryjane whimpered, feeling her lust increase as her husband continued to finger her soaked cunt. As she watched her darling child, so innocent less than twenty-four hours ago, she could see her succumbing totally to the carnal pleasure that had been forced upon her. She watched the young girl deliberately playing to the camera, intentionally coming on to the men as she brought herself closer to a climax. And Maryjane, devoted mother, envied her daughter and moaned loudly as a sudden spasm of pleasure shook her body. The woman drew in a shuddering gasp, grinding her crotch against John's hand. She watched her daughter and wished desperately that her hands were free. She wanted to fondle her breast, the way Jennifer was. She leaned against her husband, resting her head on his shoulder and groaned. Unexpectedly, she suddenly felt her breasts being fondled harshly, and she found the sensation to be exquisite! She looked over her shoulder and saw Jason grinning down at her lasciviously, sinking his fingers into her full, firm breasts, and unbelievably she smiled up him, encouraging him. The boy squeezed her breasts harder, and she moaned louder, thrusting her chest into his hands as she pushed her pussy into her husband's hand. She cried softly in pleasure, tossing her head as she stared at her daughter, pounding her cunt with her fingers, lost in the lust the men brought upon her. In the middle of the room, Jennifer cried out with uncontrollable passion. She tugged on her nipple, thrusting fingers in and out of her dripping pussy. Her head rolled back and forth. She looked at her stepbrothers with a come-on expression born of instinct. And then, suddenly, she shrieked out in exquisite joy as another, mind-numbing orgasm shook her body to her bones! Her entire body quivered and writhed, her breathing came in desperate gasps, and her fingers dug feverishly deep in her pussy! On the sofa, Maryjane saw her daughter's obvious orgasm and howled herself. Her body bucked wildly on the sofa, as if offering herself to the two men who fondled her. She rolled back her eyes, bouncing on the cushions and crying in lustful passion. She leaned over to her husband and kissed him deeply, her tongue probing his mouth, and then sucking his tongue into hers. Jennifer whimpered and sank slowly to widespread knees, her fingers working more slowly in her crotch. She was now rubbing, rather than pulling and pinching, her breast. Her chest heaved with each gasping breath she took. Then she moved her hand from between her legs, and slipped her wet fingers into her mouth, sucking off her own musky love oil, until her hand was clean. She looked up at her mother, caught in the dying throes of her own climax, and smiled weakly, seeing her kiss her husband with deep passion. Weak beyond reasoning, Jennifer's head sagged down on her chest, her eyes closed. She was more exhausted than she could ever remember. Her eyes were closed, and the young girl struggled just to keep from collapsing. She felt light headed, and she exhaled deeply, moaning softly. Jennifer heard movement around her, and opened her eyes. Looking up, she saw looming above her, grinning broadly, her three stepbrothers, naked again, each with a massive erection. As she looked up at them, their pricks throbbing, a thrill of fear ran through her, and she smiled... -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: <ckought69@hotmail.com> | | FAQ: <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/faq.html> Moderator: <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d, look for subject {ASSD}| |Archive at <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org> Hosted by <http://www.asstr-mirror.org> | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+