The best thing ever

Kyle watched the blond cheerleader' ass as she left, "Mm? Master?" Cory looked at him, her face a mix of excitement and fear. "I-I just wanted to ask about yesterday," she stuttered. "It was... intense, and I wasn't sure if it was okay for me to... you know, cum?"

Kyle raised his eyebrows in quizzical amusement at Cory's shy question. "What? Why wouldn't it be okay for you to cum?" He asked, his voice a mix of mock confusion and genuine curiosity.

Cory's cheeks reddened even further, "Well, you know, with Paul...he never really cared if I...you know, climaxed."

Kyle felt a spark of anger at the thought of his former friend treating her so poorly, but he pushed it aside, focusing on the task at hand. "Cory," he said gently, taking her chin in his hand, "You're my ****-slut, and when I tell you to cum, you cum. Understood?"

Cory nodded, her eyes wide and filled with excitement. "Y-yes, Master," she murmured, her cheeks flushing a deeper shade of red.

"Good girl," he said, his voice softening. He leaned in and kissed her, his tongue delving into her mouth, tasting her sweetness. When he pulled away, she was panting slightly. "Now, what you do after school today?"

Cory's eyes lit up at the question. "Well, since Paul usually fucked me after lunch, I just... I just went home... But I can do whatever you want, Master," she said, her voice filled with hope.

"Perfect," Kyle said with a smirk. "I'll send you a text after school. Be ready." He gave her a firm pat on the ass before leaving, watching her wiggle away, her mind likely racing with thoughts of what was to come.

After the final bell, Kyle walked out to the parking lot, his thoughts on Cory. As he approached his bike, he spotted her talking to someone in an expensive car. He couldn't see the face behind the tinted windows, but the way she leaned in, her hand playing with her hair, told him it was probably someone important. Or maybe just someone rich.

He sent her a text, and saw Cory jerk from her conversation, glancing down at her phone. She said something to whomever was in the car and rushed over to Kyle, her face a picture of excitement and anxiety. "Master," she whispered, her eyes darting around to make sure no one heard her, "I am ready to go! Sorry for making you wait."

"It's okay," Kyle said, smiling down at her. "I had some things to take care of anyway." He noticed the car was still there, the engine idling, and a woman in the driver's seat, looking at them both with a mix of curiosity and annoyance. "Is that your ride?" He nodded towards the car.

Cory's eyes went wide, and she nodded, "Yeah, it's my step-mom."

"She is alright with this?" Kyle asked, raising an eyebrow at Cory's shy nod.

"Good, because tonight you're gonna get fucked like never before," Kyle said, his voice filled with excitement as they rode home on his bike.

When they arrived, Cory's heart was racing as they stepped into the house. She had never been to Kyle's house before, let alone to meet his family. "Mom, I'm home!" He called out, tossing his backpack on the couch.

Sarah emerged from the kitchen, wiping her hands on a towel. She looked at Cory, her eyes flicking down to her son's crotch, where a noticeable bulge was forming. "Oh, Kyle, who's this?" she asked, feigning ignorance.

"This is Cory," he said, his hand resting casually on Cory's shoulder. "My... friend."

Sarah's eyes narrowed slightly, but she kept the smile on her face. "Nice to meet you, Cory," she said, her voice cool and measured. "What brings you over?"

"Oh, I-I just needed some help with homework," Cory stuttered, her eyes glued to the floor.

Sarah's eyes flicked to Kyle, and he could see the understanding in them. "Well, you two go ahead and study," she said with a knowing smile. "I'll leave you to it." She sailed past them, her hips swaying in a way that made it clear she was fully aware of the tension in the room.

Once they were in Kyle's room, Cory looked around nervously, her eyes lingering on the bed. "What do you want me to do, Master?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Take off your clothes," he said simply. He watched as she complied, her hands trembling slightly as she unbuttoned her shirt, revealing her large, round breasts. She slid off her skirt, her thong following shortly after, leaving her completely naked and exposed before him.

As Cory stood there, her cheeks flaming, Kyle wondered what would be a fun way to start their little rendezvous. He grabbed some rope from his drawer and approached her. She didn't flinch as he wrapped it around her wrists, pulling them behind her back and securing them with a firm knot.

"Do you want to tie it around my neck as well?" Cory sounded a bit scared but her expression was of absolute lust, looking at him with a puppy eyes, biting her lower lip not even bothering to hide her excitement.

"Not yet," Kyle said with a smirk, "Let's start with something simple." He guided her to his bed, pushing her down gently and securing her ankles to the bedposts with the ropes. "Now, lie still," he instructed, placing a blindfold over her eyes.

The room was filled with the sound of Cory's nervous breathing as Kyle undressed himself. He climbed onto the bed and positioned himself between her legs, his cock already hard from her obedience.

When he put his hands on her knees, her legs immediately fell apart, exposing her already-wet pussy to him. He took a moment to admire her, tied up and waiting for his touch. He leaned in, his mouth hovering just above her clit, and whispered, "You're going to be so good for me, aren't you?"

Cory nodded, her breath coming in short, shallow gasps.

Without wasting any more time, Kyle slammed into her, her body jolting with the sudden intrusion. She let out a muffled cry, and he took that as his cue to start moving. His hips pumped in a steady rhythm, each thrust sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body.

Her moans grew louder as he picked up the pace, his cock slamming into her with a wet, slapping sound. "You are so fucking cute!" Kyle muttered before lunging for her lips. Cory felt a bit weird being treated almost like a girlfriend, instead of a fuck-toy.

"Ma-master, why are you so nice?" She asked when Kyle broke the kiss to catch some air. Her face was red and her eyes were filled with confusion and pleasure. "I am just your cum-slut, you don't need to be nice," Cory's voice was shaky but earnest, her confusion palpable as she felt the ropes bite into her wrists, her legs spread wide open for him.

Kyle's eyes darkened, his smile turning predatory. "You want it rough?" He asked, his voice low and gravelly. Cory nodded, squeezing her pussy to his cock as if trying to communicate her need for something more intense.

"Fine," Kyle said, his hand reaching around to grip her neck firmly. He didn't squeeze, but the threat was there, and Cory's eyes went wide with excitement. He leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Beg for it."

"Please, Master, **** me," Cory moaned, her voice strained. Kyle tightened his grip, cutting off her air for a moment before releasing it. She gasped for breath, her eyes watering. "More," she begged.

He didn't hesitate, his hand wrapping around her neck tighter this time. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she choked out a scream, her body convulsing around his cock. "Good girl," he murmured, his voice filled with approval. He slapped her face, watching as the red handprint blossomed on her cheek, and she moaned in response. "You like that, don't you?"

"Y-yes, M-master," she choked out, her breath coming in ragged gasps.

Kyle picked up his pace, his hand tightening and releasing around her throat in a steady rhythm with his thrusts. He could feel her orgasm building, her cunt tightening around him like a vice. "Cum for me," he growled, and she did, her body shaking with the **** of her release. He followed suit, his cum spurting deep inside her as he held her down, her body writhing beneath him.

They lay there for a moment, both of them panting, the only sound in the room their heavy breathing. Kyle's hand rested on his ****'s breasts, enjoying their softness.

Knock-Knock, the door to Kyle's room echoed with a cheery tune that seemed out of place in the sex-filled atmosphere. Kyle felt Cory's heart hammering in her chest, and she jerked to a side stopped by her restrains.

"Shhh, keep still, slut," Kyle whispered harshly in Cory's ear, his hand pressing her head down into the pillow to muffle her gasps. He stood from the bed and reached the door wondering what his mom want from him. It seemed she was fine with whatever he was going to do to his not-girlfriend.

"Yes?" He opened the door looking at his mom's face.

Sarah was standing there, her arms crossed under her large, soft breasts. Her eyes scanned over Cory's naked body, tied up on the bed, stopping between her open legs spotting a noticeable stream of white oozing out of Cory's pussy. "Looks like you forgot something, son," she said, her voice a mix of amusement and concern.

Kyle's cheeks flushed red, "What are you talking about?" He tried to play it cool, but the evidence was clear.

"Condoms," she replied with a knowing smile, holding up a box. "You know, those little things that keep you from knocking up your little... friends." She waved the box in the air, the foil packets inside rattling like a maracas.

"Fuck," Kyle kept his voice down, hoping that Cory was more prepared. "Thanks, Mom," he took the box, his hand shaking slightly. Looking back at the naked and bound Cory, made his cock throb even more. He turned back to Sarah, "Is this all?"

Sarah stepped closer, her hand moving down to Kyle's cock, stroking it lightly. "Almost," she said with a wink. "It looks like you're about to get busy. Let me help." Before Kyle could react, she was on her knees, her mouth enveloping his half-hard cock, her tongue swirling around the tip as she tasted the mixture of Cory's juices and his pre-cum.

"Master?" Cory's voice was muffled by the pillow.

That earned Kyle a curious look from his mom, "Master? I like that... Master," Sarah purred as she pushed Kyle back down onto the bed and straddled him, right next to Cory. Thankfully, little **** was blindfolded and was clearly getting more and more aroused by the sounds of her master doing it with some other woman.

Kyle's cock was now pushing against his mom's thongs, eager to be inside her. "Master? Can you ple-ease fuck your slut like you did with this big-titties whore?" Sarah's hand landed of Cory's ass with a smack, making her yelp. She looked up at her son with a grin, continuing to hump her son's dick without moving her panties to a side. It was clear who was the dominant here, but the game was toooo fun for Kyle to break it.

"Yes, slut," Kyle felt a rush saying the word to his mom's face, quickly earning an encouraging kiss, "Get on all fours above my teen-**** and get ready to be pounded!!" He watched his mom smile and nod approvingly, before she changed position.

Sarah, however had one more suggestion in mind, "Big-tits, get your ass up! Master may want to fuck your holes too, if he gets tired of mine!" Cory obeyed immediately, moving her lower body up, forming a fucking tower of fuck-holes.

Kyle could barely believe the scene unfolding in his room. He watched two sets of holes form a perfect line, both begging for his cock. He positioned himself behind Sarah, who was now on all fours above Cory, her pussy wet and open, and pushed himself inside her with a groan of pleasure. His mom's cunt was as tight as ever, not as tight as Cory, but her warmth and softness made for the difference. He began to thrust, the sounds of skin slapping skin filling the room.

The more he pounded in his mom's cunt, the more Kyle realized that for some reason Cory's moans were much louder to his ears. "You like that, you little cow? You like our master fuck my pussy just inches from your wet throbbing cunt?" His mom whispers seemed to have a huge effect on Cory.

Even without external stimulant, she was panting as hard as if she was running a marathon, her legs wrapped around each other trying to stimulate her clit. "Master," His mom turned her face to him, her cheeks flushed and her eyes gleaming with lust, "I think your cow-slut is ready to cum." Her hand reached under Cory's body and pinched her nipple hard, earning a long loud moan that was muffled by the pillow.

Kyle didn't need to hear the words to know what to do next. He pulled out of his mother's pussy and shifted his weight, his cock now pressing against Cory's swollen clit. "Cum for me, slut," he ordered, before even pushing in. Cory's body responded immediately, her cunt clenched, barely allowing half his cock to get in. He felt her juices flow down his shaft, soaking the bed. "Good girl," he murmured, feeling a sense of pride at his power over her.

He didn't wait for Cory to get down from her orgasm, as he had another task to perform. Just when Cory was twitching below them, Kyle thrust into his mom's pussy again, feeling it tighten around him as she approached her own climax. Sarah's moans grew louder, her hips bucking against him as he drove deeper and faster. Kyle couldn't resist the temptation anymore and grabbed his mom's hair in a fistful to pull her up.

"You are my slut?!" Kyle growled, his teeth grazing Sarah's ear as he pounded into her, his hips slapping against her firm ass. She moaned in response, but that was not enough for Kyle. He needed to hear it from her lips, needed to own her in every way possible. "Say it," he demanded, his voice harsh and filled with desire.

"Yes," Sarah panted, "Yes," she repeated, her voice shaking with pleasure, "I am your slut, DADDY!" The words seemed to resonate through the room, echoing off the walls and sending a shiver down Kyle's spine. He could feel his balls tighten and get ready for release.

He thrust into his mother, her moans muffled by his own lips, and came with a roar, filling her pussy with his hot seed. When Kyle finished, Kyle released Sarah' hair and felt her pussy sliding of his cock with a wet sound. She dropped on top of Cory, her head landing on the pillow next to his ****.

"Master, may I take off the blindfold now?" Cory's voice was a mix of excitement and hope.

"Not yet," Kyle said, his voice still heavy with lust. He looked at his mom, who was catching her breath, "You are going to suck me off now, slut," he whispered in her ear, his hand caressing her cheek.

Sarah looked up at him with a sly smile, "Yes... Daddy," she murmured, the word rolling off her tongue like honey. Kyle watched his mom's mouth wrap around his juice-covered cock and after a few moments, she was cleaning him up with eager, hungry strokes. Soon, she was done and with a loud pop, she took his cock out of her mouth and sat up.

She glanced at Cory and noticed, "I should go now, Daddy... Or your mom will notice," She winked at Kyle and slithered off the bed, leaving the room with a sultry sway to her hips.

Cory squirmed on the bed trying to get comfortable, the ropes digging into her wrists and ankles. Finally she found a position that didn't hurt too much and settled into it.

"Master, that was the best thing that ever happened to me," Cory's voice was filled with pure bliss and adoration.

Kyle chuckled at that, "Yea, these things do not happen often." He broke the ties on Cory’s wristbands, and pulled her into a hug, putting his head on her tits before dropping into sleep.