Mother’s Submission – Part 6 (Amy takes 3 dicks)

Hi Guys, this is Alex, back with more BDSM stories

This story is a figment of my imagination. All characters mentioned in the story are fictional and created for entertainment. Please don’t email me asking for my details. Review emails are appreciated.

This is a new series that includes Incest, Masturbation, Dominance, Slave-training, Piss-Drinking, Mom-Son sex and much more degrading stuff. This is a Fictional Story and in no way represents any person from the real world. Have fun reading.

The room, once filled with laughter and music, now echoed soft moans and deep breaths. Paul and Amy stood in the centre, with unspoken desire as tension between them built up.

Paul’s fingers moved slowly and tenderly across Amy’s body. He was mapping out the shape of her body through her dress. Amy’s body jumped with excitement at his touch. Every contact of his fingers sent a shiver down her spine.

Paul started with the straps of her gown, sliding them off her shoulders to show the bare skin of her breasts. Amy’s heart skipped a beat as the cool air touched her skin. Her nipples tightened in response.

“You are so beautiful,” Paul murmured. His eyes locked onto hers, filled with lust and raw hunger.

Amy’s hands moved in sync with his as she focused on unbuttoning his shirt. As the shirt parted, it revealed the sharp muscles of his chest. Amy ran her fingers all over his chest, feeling the warmth of his body.

“That is so hot,” she admitted. Her fingers moved down across the waistband of his pants without breaking her eye contact with Paul.

Paul’s breathing increased as Amy struggled to unbuckle his belt. Paul’s hands guided her with his belt, and finally, the leather was out of his waist.

“Your turn,” Amy said as she turned around and started walking towards the couch placed at the corner of the room. She hinted at Paul to remove the zipper of her gown to reveal her body.

Paul followed her and did so only to expose the red-laced lingerie under her gown.

Amy was quick to unbutton his pants, allowing them to fall to the ground. Paul moved it aside as he stood there in his boxers, his bulge clearly visible over the fabric.

“On your knees,” he barked, his voice low and commanding.

Amy’s heart skipped a beat, and being the submissive, she was quick enough to go down before him. Her hands trembled as she reached for the elastic of his boxers. She pulled them down in one swift motion, still maintaining eye contact.

His cock was hard and thick, pulsating with anticipation and covered with pre-cum. Without any hesitation, Amy quickly wrapped her hand around his hardness, feeling the warmth and hardness. Paul groaned, and his head fell back as Amy began stroking his manhood.

“Fuck, Amy!” He grunted

Amy leaned forward as her lips met with the head of his cock. She poked her tongue out to lick him as she felt his salty and musky taste, letting out a soft moan. She sucked him slowly as her lips wrapped around his cock, swirling as she began to take him deeper into her salivating mouth.

Paul played with her hair, holding her steady as she bobbed her head. “God, you are so good,” he groaned as his hips moved slightly, urging her to take more of his manhood.

Amy hummed with his dick in her mouth as her fingers cupped his balls, stroking them gently. She continued sucking him while she looked up with her eyes filled with desire and her lips slick with his pre-cum.

“Do you like that?” She asked with a muffled voice with Paul’s dick still in her mouth

“Hell yes,” Paul groaned. “And I want more.”

“Then take it,” she said as she removed his dick from her mouth. A long trail of saliva followed it. Paul stepped closer to Amy and put his hands on her hips. He pulled her against him as his cock pressed against her thigh.

“You’re mine tonight,” he declared

Amy’s heart raced, her body trembling with anticipation. She reached for his cock as her hands guided it and positioned him at her entrance.

“Then take me,” she whispered.

Paul didn’t want any further invitations. He lined up his cock, and with one shove, he pushed it deep inside her womb. Amy was stuffed as she gasped, her head moving back, her eyes rolling in their socket as Paul stretched her cunt. He remained still for a few seconds, allowing her to accommodate him inside her.

“You feel so fucking good,” he growled.

Amy nodded, her body already aching for more.

“Fuck me,” she pleaded as her hand gripped his shoulders.

Paul started thrusting her fuck-hole, slow at first, each thrust sending waves of pleasure through her body. He watched her face, reacting to his shoves.

He pushed his dick balls deep inside her cunt as she screamed in pleasure.

“Harder,” she urged

He gave what she asked for as his strokes grew harder. The sound of their bodies crashing into one another took over the room.  Ryan and I watched everything from the other side of her room as our cocks tightened in our pants.

Amy was harsh, gasping for air as her body tightened around him. Her orgasm was building up with every stroke of his dick.

“Paul, I’m cumming,” she whispered with a trembling voice.

“Cum for me, Slut” he growled, his tone commanding. “Let me feel you shatter.”.

His words pushed her over. Amy’s body shuddered as her orgasm ravaged her, her walls clamping down on his cock, milking him as she cried out his name.

Paul came soon as his thrusts went wild, driving deep into her. He grunted out her name as his body trembled. His load filled her to overflowing.

For a moment, they stayed there, gasping, their hearts pounding in harmony. Paul’s fingers moved down to her hips, holding on to her as he began to unwind inside of her.

“That was…” Paul started, his voice trailing on his lips as he searched for the words.

“Incredible,” Amy finished for him,

He smiled, “Yeah,” he agreed, his lips brushing her forehead. “But we’re not done yet.”

Amy’s eyes widened, a mix of surprise and anticipation flashing through them. “Oh?”

Paul’s smirk returned, his hands roaming over her body, his touch possessive yet gentle. “Not even close,” he promised, his voice low and seductive.

Paul was too lost in Amy’s lust that he forgot her two sons were right behind him, watching him fuck their Mommy the entire time.

“Did you like the taste of our Mum?” Paul heard a voice from behind. It was I who had now moved closer to the action.

Paul looked behind with a pale look as he held his 8-inch long cock in one hand and Amy in another. He didn’t know how to answer the question as he had just fucked a woman right in front of her two sons.

“Don’t worry, Paul. This is how we wanted to congratulate you. So tell us, do you like our present?” I said as I walked closer, along with Ryan, and caught hold of Mum’s face.

“Bro, I’m sorry, but I don’t understand,” Paul said, standing naked with a confused look on his face.

“I’ll explain,” Ryan interrupted as he walked to the other side of his naked mother and grabbed her by her nipples.

“This slut here wants to be filled with cocks in her orifices which is the reason why she retired from her post of CEO. We have already made a whore out of her, and now, since you have become the Chairperson of our organisation, we want you to be part of the inner circle,” Ryan continued.

“As a Chairperson, CEO and CFO, we can use the services of our ex-CEO and close deals much more quickly. I already have a plan in place, but to do that, I need a buy-in from my Chairperson. I assure you, the profits that you’ll see in the next Fiscal Year will be much more than what we saw in the last 5 years combined. Everything will be legal and under a confidential agreement.”

Ryan pitched his idea of selling Amy’s body to the clients to seal a deal at a much higher rate.

“But, Ryan, she is your mother,” Paul said, still confused.

“Yes, but this is her wish, and we want to make full use of it,” I said.

I pushed Mum onto her knees and unbuckled my pants. Ryan did the same, and within a minute, we both were naked. Amy’s eyes lit up as she saw 3 cocks in front of her eyes.

“Wow, it’s been a long time since I was being fucked by more than 3 cocks,” she said like a hungry slut

“See, I told you, she is a whore,” Ryan chuckled as he slapped her face hard.

Paul couldn’t care any less. He bought into our idea and grabbed Amy by her neck, “Let’s take this away from home. I don’t want to give my father a stroke,” We all laughed as we dragged Amy outside.  We all carried our clothes and got into our car.

Ryan suggested that Paul drive back to our house so that we could have some privacy. As I drove, Amy sat in the rear seat in the middle of Ryan and Paul, stroking both their dicks. Paul’s dick was still fresh from the sex they had a few minutes ago.

Ryan pulled Amy’s face over his dick as she opened her mouth only to suck her son’s dick. The drive was of 20 minutes, and Amy sucked both Ryan and Paul one after another. Paul knew he was in for a treat. As we reached our premises, I parked the car in the garage and paraded Amy naked in our complex.

We dragged her out near the pool area, where I had her leash in place. I picked up the collar and tied it around her neck. She looked like a proper whore now. As she went down on her knees, we surrounded her and slapped our dicks on her face, covering it with our pre-cum.

Amy, like a hungry whore, kept her mouth open as our dicks slapped her tongue. One by one, we started fucking her mouth mercilessly. To my surprise, Paul was a proper dominant figure like us, and he made sure he showed his authority over Amy.

“I knew you had a submissive spark inside you, slut,” he grunted as he shoved his dick deep inside my mother’s throat.

As he pulled out, a long string of saliva followed, leaving Mum gasping for air. Ryan didn’t let her breathe and filled her mouth with his dick, again fucking her mercilessly.

Mother was enjoying it all as her one hand was busy rubbing her leaking pussy. Once we were done with her mouth, Paul laid flat on the pool chair and pulled Mum on his dick.

Amy let out a soft moan as his monster entered her fuck-hole. Paul grabbed Amy’s face and slapped it hard.

“Oh Fuck, Master, Slap me more, Master,” she begged.

“You are a dirty whore, aren’t you?” He said as he slapped her again

“Yes, Master, one more, Master,” she begged again as she started moving up and down her Chairperson’s dick.

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! Paul continued slapping his ex-CEO’s face as he thrust her pussy like a piston. Amy was moaning at the top of her voice as her face turned red from all the slaps.

“Fuck me, my Masters, make me a whore of the office. Sell my body to close your deals. I want to become a Corporate Whore and make you all billionaires,” Amy screamed, degrading herself.

Ryan lined up his cock to his mother’s pulsing shit-hole, and in one go, he stuffed her like a Thanksgiving turkey. They both fucked Amy until their balls drained dry while I recorded it all. As Ryan pulled out, I took his place, handing him the camera.

We were recording our session from multiple angles. Amy came more than 3 times during the fuck-fiesta.

Finally, we were nearing an orgasm as we pulled out and surrounded her again, stroking or dicks on her face. One by one, we emptied our balls on our ex-CEO, covering her face white with our loads.

Amy sat there, licking our cum as Ryan, Paul, and I opened a fresh bottle of beer, discussing our plans for Mother.

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