CUCI hits even closer to home

Staggering out of the kitchen, I slumped against the wall of my sister's living room. Three… My mother's hosting THREE? I haven't heard from her since--Oh… Oh shit…

My heart was in my throat as I pulled out my cell and called Mom. It rang and rang, as my pulse rose and rose… And then… Voicemail.

I stared at the screen for a moment, before realizing I had another option. Her cameras! She gave me the account, last time she left town… Shit, hope I'm still logged in…

Tapping over to my mother's home security app, I began cycling through the cameras. Driveway… Front porch… Back porch… Yard… Nothing. Nobody.

Not until the screen flipped over to the living room. I still didn't see Mom… But there were her "guests." Three huge, intimidating men, lounging on the big couch and my mother's favorite chair. One was black, two were white, and all three were covered in tattoos.

Panning the camera around, I couldn't see my mom… Just the men, having the time of their lives and making a mess of her living room. But after a few seconds, there was a shadow in the door to the kitchen.

As soon as I turned the camera to look, I regretted it. Mom was standing there, totally nude--Something I never thought I'd see. She looked… Surprisingly good for a woman over sixty: ever since my dad died, she'd kept herself in pretty great shape. Her breasts were huge, too… A little saggy, of course, but still enough to make my eyes pop--Which was, of course, followed by a wave of shame.

Those big, round tits bounced with every step as she approached the men, carrying three cocktails. As she walked, I couldn't help but take a glance down below: judging from what I saw in that disgraceful millisecond, her pussy was neatly-trimmed.

Handing each man his drink, my mother smiled and began fiddling with her hair. In a well-practiced motion which I'd seen a hundred times, she tied it back into a ponytail… Then dipped beneath the camera's view, so quickly that I almost missed it.

For a single, naive moment, I thought she'd tripped… But then I saw that neat ponytail bounce back into view… Then down out of sight again… Then back up… After a few seconds, I also spotted her high-heeled shoes poking out from behind the couch.

She's on her knees, I thought, nearly dropping my phone. My… My mom, she's… Sucking them off… All three of them, in her own home--OUR home, on the couch I watched TV on growing up… This is a fucking nightmare…

A minute or two of mesmerizing head-bobbing later, things got even worse: the men sprang to their feet, grabbing my naked mom. Pulling her back into the camera's view, they flipped her around like a doll, lifting her up--

--And dropping her back down on the lap of one of the convicts, impaling her on his huge, spit-slick member.

I'd watched more than enough porn to know what was about to happen next: another guy stood next to the couch, presenting his own cock to my mother--Forcing it between her lips--Though she looked more than willing. The third man crouched behind her, spreading her ass cheeks apart before plunging inside… Making my mother airtight.

I watched the expression on her face, as all three cocks began pumping in and out of her holes. It was difficult to read, given the thick shaft stretching her lips… But she looked… Happy… Content… Blissful, even.

How could this happen? My mother… A kind, gentle, modest woman… A GRANDMOTHER… She's acting like a whore, taking a convict's fat cock in every hole… How am I ever gonna look her in the eye again?

Luckily, something popped up and blocked the live feed of my mom's gangbang: a text notification from my wife.

"honey… theres a prison bus outside. i think there are 4 of them"

My mind went blank. I blinked a few times, and let my phone-holding arm droop. I didn't know what to do--What to think--So I started pacing… And that's when I noticed my brother-in-law, still staring out the patio door.

Darnell was fucking my niece from behind, now: still buried in her ass, he loomed over her petite body while she threw her bubble butt back against his hips. Brittany's tongue lolled from her mouth, and her limbs were all shaking as she struggled to remain on all fours.

Meanwhile, my sister squatted behind the muscular young man, her head hidden between his legs… But I could tell her lips were moving between his comically-large ballsack and her own daughter's pussy, lapping up any cum that escaped Brittany's overfilled rectum.

I don't know how long I stood there staring, with my phone in my hand. Eventually it vibrated again--Another message.

I didn't even stop to read it. I just took off running, sprinting back to my car. Pulling out of my sister's driveway. Stepping on the gas and not letting up, until I was back on the highway--

--And stuck in traffic, yet again. Bumper-to-bumper, as far as the eye could see.

Sighing, I slotted my phone into its dashboard holder--Only to realize I never closed my mother's security camera app.

I didn't see any of the men, and my heart lifted a little… But it sank ten times as far when a rope of white shot across the frame--Then another, then another--As the men unloaded on Mom's face. Kneeling on the floor she smiled up at the off-camera ex-cons, licking her lips between huge blasts of gooey jizz.

Suddenly, mercifully, the scene was blocked by another notification popup. This one was a text from my niece: "you didnt cum outside and say bye," it read, followed by a wink emoji… And then a picture.

I cringed as it opened: another kneeling woman… Two kneeling women. My sister and niece, side by side, in the middle of a passionate kiss--With cum leaking from their tangled lips and tongues, splattering its way down their naked chests.

"Fuuuck… Oh God, that's… Fuck," I mumbled, staring at the phone--Until a car honked behind me, and my attention turned back to the road.

Once I pulled forward I just sat there silently for a while, my hands trembling as they gripped the wheel. I thought about reading that text from my wife--Or even calling her…

…Why bother? Based on the day I'm having, she'll be on her knees by now, with four fat dicks slapping against her face… Or out in the pool, getting all her holes stuffed by those fucking criminals… So why bother looking?

Then, after a few minutes without a single foot of forward movement, I sighed. But maybe… Maybe just one quick look at the security cameras…