Casually Consenting

Gasping, I felt their hands all too well as zippers opened. In a flash, I felt myself being lifted up. Caught by suprise, my desire rising, I found myself all the more willing to go with whatever they were up to. Moaning, I felt myself lean over, having to correct my balance as I'm held aloft, feeling the pair tightly on both sides of me.

Suddenly. I plunge downward, their cocks smacking into my shaved mound. I try out, feeling my pleasure rising, my mind increasingly willing to go along with whatever they desire. Opening my eyes, I see myself facing Michael, smiling back my way, and kissing me on the lips once before moving to kissing my cheek, and then my shoulder.

Giggling, I cry out, my mind's focus narrowing down to what we are up to, forgetting the camera and any other concern. I gasp, my head tilting upward once more as I feel their rods rubbing across my intimate folds. Taking a breath, I felt their strong hands holding me up, tightly squeezing me between the pair. I briefly notice his mother recording it all, engrossed in taking it all in, as I place my arms on Michael's shoulders.

I bounce upward, my pleasure rising with the motion, pausing in midair, my mind finding it all enticing, captivated by it all now. Not sure why I had been hesitating prior, I moan aloud, shouting, "Oh, Yes!" as I plummet down between them, feeling the tips of their cocks stretching my folds out.

With that, I'm left to bounce between them, my breasts bouncing between the pair, each time shooting their members deeper into my willing body. Moaning, I felt myself orgasm easily as they casually held me, my legs swaying wildly before me until I can wrap them around Michael.

Feeling myself being claimed by the pair, I keenly felt his dad tightly squeezing my breast, shooting pleasure and discomfort through me. Moaning out loud, I felt my orgasms increase, knowing and yet not caring I'm practically helpless to their passions, as I submit myself to them. Each toss sends them deeper into me, even as my mind focuses on where their hands are tightly gripping me.

I felt my orgasm after orgasm, each one faster than the first, as the pair pound me, mt body keenly feeling itself being stretched as they are driven deeper. Crying out loudly, my breath between each orgasmic cry ragged to my ears, as I find myself enjoying each moment of it, finding myself not wanting anything more than for the pair to keep pounding.

Gasping, I felt my senses being overwhelmed with pleasure, finding my desire rising with it. Shifting hands, grasping fingers, as their rock-hard members drove deeper into me. I felt their pair stretching me out hard as they roughly claim me, forcefully pounding me.

I felt a new pair of hands joining in, my mind vaguely releasing it's his mother, as they casually tightened on the sides of my throat, choking me. I felt my pleasure and discomfort rise, my cheeks quickly taking on a deepish shade of red as her grip tightened on me. Not caring who may hear, I moan aloud, my body awash with sunsations, orgasming regularly, as they seek to use me.

"My, what a dirty hoe she's turning out to be... just what we want to see. Attractive and willing... and now, yours to use, my son." He made a sound of agreement, even as I'm being bounced and stretched out roughly. Her grip on my neck tightens, and I cry out loudly, climaxing as Michael's balls smack into my pussy lips and clit.

"She turns to me, a nasty smirk shining on her face as she turns to me, "And you will let him use you freely, won't you, hoe?

Crying out loud, I take a deep breath, taking a moment as they use me before replying, "YYYeess, UUSSSssssEEE me... UUUuuggHHH... YYYeeeeasssssS I'm Your Whhhhore. Please, FUccckk." I manage, my voice shaky, as they use me, totally theirs to use. I find myself increasingly not caring, as my mind's only concern is how much I'm enjoying being used.

Moaning, I felt my bouncing becoming longer, their cocks grinding deep into me with each plummet. Soon, I'm bouncing swiftly up and down, my cries' volume changing with my velocity. My muscles feel increasingly weak, as even the hold of my legs clinging to Michael seems to loosen.

Bounding helplessly, I find myself only noticing my orgasms, their tight grip the only thing holding me up. Bounding like mad now, my orgasmic cries wild and ragged, primal and uneven. In moments I felt Michael's loud shooting deep into my helpless, willing body, spreading his salty load inside me.

As if given a cue, I climax hard at the sensation, feeling his dad's cock adding to the mix with his own. They keep bouncing me a bit more, slowing down but not stopping 'till they've spent it all, feeling it all into me. Once done, their hold starts to slacken on me, and the grip on my neck finally releases.

Gasping hard, I felt an emptiness inside me form where their members had been, as they set me down between them. I wobble about, incredibly unsteady before them. I only catch my balance by leaning on Michalk, bumping into his ad in the process. Moaning still, my mind's a blur as it rushes to realise just what happened, recounting both the recent events and the day. I hear the trio's mirthful laughter, and find myself joining in.

Her mother lets out a deep sigh, pulling at her clothes tightly as if correcting for some small wrinkle before nodding, "Ok. Looks good so far. Yes, at least one of our sons will be giving us grandkids in the very near future... and we were sure it would be one of your elder brothers, Michael. Remember, keep going for it, and you'd have made us all proud.

Michael smiles back, nodding, as I'm left gasping, feeling myself slowly coming down off the high the pair left me with, feeling the pair's salty infusion squelching within me. His father's voice booms from behind me, "Ah, now son, unless she objects, comes the next phase of our multi-generation tradition. Binding her up, and covering her senses up until morning.

I let out a sigh, gradually managing to stand between them on my own. I hear Michael asking if that would be ok, and I simply nod back, as my senses readjust. Within a moment, I gasp, feeling myself being lifted up, carried along, and dumped on the coach.

Lying on my front, they get to it without delay. My legs are pulled upward, binding first at the knee, then hip, as if making me a human present. I gasp, willing myself to go along, as my mind races to the new situation. My legs are swiftly bound tight, before being spread wide apart, leaving my shaved mound exposed, dribbling a few drops of what they left behind.

My breathing deepens; I notice keenly how fast my heart is pounding in my chest, as my arms are grabbed next. Submitting to them, I felt my arms being overlapped behind my back, pulling my shoulders back in the process. Not stopping until I'm tied up tight, my body instinctively tries to move, quickly noticing all I can do is rock in place.

Gasping, I look about, seeing a trio of smiles aiming back at me, with Michal standing right before me. "Alright, son, against their, and she'll be ready for her night. I moan softly, the lingering pleasures of what I've been through still clinging to my mind as he holds up a blindfold. Smiling back, he holds it in place, and I simply nod back.

With that, he places the blindfold on me, tying it tightly, as darkness envelops my sight. Moaning, I open my jaw as a ball gag is inserted into my mouth. I felt it being driven deep, my jaw being yanked open wide. I felt it pinching my cheeks before it was done, cinching it tightly along the small of my neck.

I hear a bit of conversation before finally my ears are plugged, and then my mouth, as I lay there, I'm left simply with the sensations of how held in place I've been left.