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Accepting Her Nature

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I was feeling a bit… uneasy about this. Walking home with Emma and her friends. I couldn’t say exactly what was making me uneasy about it but I was. Maybe it was just nerves from not having Emma over for almost a year, while Sophia and Madison had never come over. Which made sense, since I was only friends with Emma, not them.

Well, had been friends, at least. We weren’t really friends anymore, or much of anything. Just girls who went to school together. Maybe that would change after today? Maybe. I wasn’t sure if that would be a good thing or not.

Especially with what they were talking about. I blushed as I listened to them describing what they had done last night and tried to keep my thoughts on something, anything but mulling over what they were saying.

“Seriously,” Madison giggled. “It was like she was trying to suck my dick right off of my body. The things she could do with her mouth…”

“Weren’t nearly as good as what she could do with her pussy,” Sophia said with a grunt. “I hammered that cunt over and over and it felt amazing every single time.”

I didn’t need to hear about whatever whore they had picked up together. Especially when they were describing fucking her in clear enough detail that, despite my best efforts, I could clearly picture everything that they had done to her and how much she had liked it.

“Here we are,” I said, looking up at my house. It was just like it always had been. “Um, I’m still not sure why we need to meet here.”

“Trust me, Taylor,” Emma said, patting me on the shoulder. “This is going to be for the best.”

I gave a strange look for a strange statement but I couldn’t read anything on her face except for a sincere desire to help me. I didn’t think I needed help, but oh, whatever. Shaking my head, I stepped up the steps, skipping past the broken top step and opened the door.

The first thing I saw inside was Mom, sitting at the kitchen table. She looked up at me, a wan smile on her face even as I scowled at her. Then she looked past my shoulder at Emma and her friends and her mouth dropped open.

“W-what?” Mom asked, rising to her feet in shock as she stared. “You- I- what?”

“Hey,” Sophia said, pushing past me and leaning against the counter, staring right at Mom with a hungry look on her face. “Fancy meeting you in a place like this.”

“Yeah, will wonders never cease?” Emma said, a tone in her voice that I had never heard before. “Now get naked and on your knees, slut.”

I stared at Emma in horror and then at Mom as she did as she was told. She glanced at me, red spreading across her cheeks. But she still pulled her clothes off of her body, quickly and easily stripping until there wasn’t a single bit of clothing left on her. Then she sank down to her knees, looking up at the four of us.

“Now what?” Mom asked, her voice soft and full of lust. I should know, I had heard that tone from her often enough. “What do you want from me?”

“We want all sorts of things,” Madison said, resting a hand on my shoulder. “From the both of you. That’s not going to be a problem, is it?”

I didn’t even know what to say to something like that. I just stared down at Mom, seeing her naked body, how easily the slut had stripped herself naked and shown herself off. And at Emma and her friends as they leered down at her, lifting their skirts and pulling down their pants to reveal some big, hard dicks.

“No, it’s just fine,” Mom said in a quiet whisper as she stared at the dicks. “I’m here for you to use, all of you, however you want.”

I had never met any of the men or women that Mom brough home when she was slutting it up in the bars. Until now. And this was the sort of thing that she did with her partners? That was- it was just so- I couldn’t even begin to think of half of the words I needed to describe what I was feeling.

“You’re a much better slut than your daughter,” Sophia said, stepping forward and slapping her hard, black dick against Mom’s face.

“Way less boring, a lot of fun to be around,” Madison agreed, stroking her dick as she joined Sophia. “We should have done this way before.”

“I certainly had plenty of chances too,” Emma agreed. “But I never did. What a waste.”

“Well, we can all have fun with at least one Hebert woman now,” Sophia said, not even looking at me as she dragged her dick back and forth along Mom’s face. “And I can think of all sorts of fun to have with her.”

I blinked. I had ended up on my knees, somehow, pressing Mom to the side and doing my best to take her place in the center of the dicks. I hadn’t even realized I was moving until I had ended up down here. I swallowed, suddenly feeling a bit nervous and unsure. Then I looked around at the hard rods surrounding me on all sides. And even if my mind was still uncertain about what was going on, there was something deep inside of me that said that this was exactly right, that I was right where I should be.

“Or, I suppose,” Emma said with a grin as she switched her gaze from Mom to me, “if there’s a volunteer who wants to suck our dicks, we can work with her.”

“I,” I swallowed hard, not sure what to say or how I had ended up in this situation. “If you… I mean…”

“Shh, Taylor,” Mom said quietly, resting a hand on my shoulder and the other on the back of my head. I bridled at her touch but I couldn’t bring myself to pull away. “In a situation like this, you don’t need to say a single thing.”

“That’s right,” Sophia said with a sneer as she stared down at me. “There’s a way better use for your mouth.” She lightly slapped my face with her dick, just like she had with Mom. “So get to it.”

I had never sucked a cock before. I had never been in a position where it could ever happen. But I still knew what was expected of me. I took a deep breath and leaned forward, sticking my tongue out and pressing it against the shaft in front of me. There was a smell to it, not quite like anything I had ever smelled before. It was… nice? Maybe? I wasn’t sure, really.

But I still started to slide up and down along it, again and again and again, feeling it pressing against my tongue. And even though I couldn’t explain it, there was something so right about doing this. It was certainly very arousing. I shifted my hips back and forth, feeling a hotter, stronger arousal than anything else I had ever known blossoming to life inside of me.

I could barely control myself as I ran my tongue up and down along the hard cock in front of me. It tasted… good. Really, amazingly good. I swallowed, my fingers pressing down hard against my thighs. The things I was feeling, I just couldn’t put them into words. All I could say was that I really liked this, for reasons I couldn’t begin to understand.

“Hey now,” Emma said, jabbing her dick against my cheek. “Don’t think that Sophia’s the only one who gets to be sucked off.”

I mumbled something that might have been an apology (even I wasn’t sure) and then switched over to Emma’s rod. It was just as big and as long as Sophia’s and was obviously a lot paler than Sophia’s was. Though it was still red and much more flushed than the rest of Emma’s pale skin.

It tasted just as… right to lick at as Sophia’s did. I was feeling so turned on as I worked. I couldn’t put into words what I was feeling right now or how much I loved it. My nipples were harder than they had ever been and it felt like my panties were soaked through. I moaned in the back of my throat as I ran my tongue up and down along Emma’s shaft, staring up at her face and seeing the look in her eyes as she stared back down at me.

“Push more of your tongue out, Taylor,” Mom said behind me. “Let her feel as much of your tongue as possible pressed up against her.”

I glared back behind me but without any heat. This was just too much. I stuck my tongue out until I was almost gagging and then ran it up and down along Emma’s rod again. She was very hard against me. I hadn’t realized that this was what a hard dick felt like. It was… it was nice, really.

“And again, slut,” Madison said, stroking her dick as she looked down at me. “You can’t just focus on one girl. We all deserve to have you sucking our cocks.”

I shivered. Part of me was getting mad at how insulting she was being. The rest of me… the rest of me didn’t mind it a bit. Not in the slightest. I swallowed and switched over to Madison’s dick. And, feeling daring, I actually wrapped my lips around it and sank down along the shaft.

It filled my mouth in a very strange manner, one that I wasn’t sure what to think of. I bobbed up and down along it, going lower down along the rod each and every time. Madison made a very happy sound as I worked and that made me feel good. I shifted from side to side, hoping that nobody could tell how turned on I was right now. Though did they need to know that if I was already sucking on their dicks?

“Try to relax your throat muscles,” Mom said, reaching down to stroke my neck. “See if you can deepthroat them.”

Deepthroat? I wasn’t some kind of slut who would do something like that! I shook my head firmly and then switched back over to Sophia’s dick. Thankfully, sucking cock kept me from having to say anything in response to Mom or the others and I could just keep on going up and down, over and over again. That seemed like a much safer bet than responding to anything that was said.

“Oh, that’s a nice feeling,” Sophia said as I kept on sucking her rod. “You know, I spent all day during school thinking about coming back here and fucking you like we did last night. But getting a blowjob from your daughter is just as nice.”

I tried not to think about what Sophia was saying. I knew that Mom had bought some people back last night and had gotten gangbanged by them downstairs. I had spent the entire night in my room, of course. But if they had been Emma and her friends… no, I just wasn’t going to think about that.

Instead, I threw myself into sucking cock with even more fervor than before. I moaned as I slammed my mouth up and down along the thick, hard rod in front of me, doing my absolute best to drive out any other thoughts that might possibly come. And Sophia liked it a lot.

“Now, Taylor,” Mom said, grabbing my hands and lifting them up. “Don’t forget about your other friends, either. They should get taken care of you as well.”

I shivered, squeezing down on the hard rods on either side of me. They felt nice underneath my hands. I started to stroke them, sliding my hands up and down along them, feeling them pulsing in my grip. There was something strangely satisfying about doing this and I liked it a lot. I kept on doing it even as I kept on sucking on Sophia’s rod, feeling the hard shaft pressing down against my tongue as I worked.

“Oh yes,” Sophia said with a satisfied sigh. “That’s the stuff, Hebert. That’s the stuff.” I looked up at her, seeing her staring down at me with an intense, heated look in her eyes. “You ready for this, slut?”

I nodded slightly, not sure what she was talking about at first. Then I realized what she meant. I went quite red and squirmed from side to side as she pulled her dick out from between my lips and pointed it at my face. I moaned, wondering what this was going to feel like and why it was already feeling so right.

Then Sophia started to cum, shots of thick, sticky semen landing on my skin. I gasped in pleasure as I felt it clinging to my face, landing on my cheeks and across my nose. There was a lot of it and the sensation of it pressing down on my face, the heat and the weight (as slight as it really was) just absolutely amazing. I moaned, not able to really think right now as I felt the semen sliding across my skin.

“Fuck, I’m going to cum soon too,” Emma said with a grunt. “Taylor, you’re going to suck me off at least a bit before I do!”

I couldn’t refuse her order. I nodded and wrapped my mouth around her dick and started to suck, bobbing up and down, feeling the cum already on my face shifting around as I did so. Were Madison and Emma going to cum on me as well? And what would it feel like to have all three of them covering me with their seed?

I couldn’t really think of an answer and just kept on going up and down, feeling wonderful inside of my lower body as I worked. I panted and whined and felt better and better, even though I wasn’t actually touching myself.

Then Emma pushed my head backwards, making me pop off of her dick as it swayed back and forth in front of me. I gasped, staring down at it. Then she started to cum, steadying it with one hand as she aimed it at me.

I couldn’t possibly do anything other than let it happen. And there was just as much cum as with Sophia. I felt even more of my skin getting painted white, thick, hot cum covering me and dripping down onto my shirt. I gasped, my shoulders rising and falling as the sensations ran through my body. This was, I couldn’t, there was just so much of it to wrap my mind around.

I couldn’t, couldn’t even make a start on it and didn’t resist as Madison pressed her own dick against my mouth. She didn’t go very far inside of my mouth before she pulled out even quicker than she had gone inside. Then she started to pant and to groan, her dick aimed right at my face.

Getting a third load of semen on me felt just as good and right as the first and second loads had. I gasped heavily, arousal singing inside of me as I twitched and gasped and moaned, trying to figure out what was happening to me and why I was enjoying it so much. It was not easy and it wasn’t made any better by how turned on I was. There was this hot, throbbing need inside of my core, stronger and better than anything I had ever felt before and it was making every thought, every breath harder to focus on.

“Shit, she looks just as good as her mom,” Sophia said, staring down at me with a happy, cruel smile on her face. “Never thought I’d be saying that about Taylor Hebert.”

“It’s wonderful,” Emma said with a nod. “You have no idea how good you look right now, Taylor.”

Those words felt so right to hear. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, feeling a wave of satisfaction run through my body. It was just- it was just great. Really, really great. I didn’t have the words to describe how much I was liking this right now.

Then, out of the corner of my eye, I saw Mom leaning in towards me. Her mouth was hanging open and her tongue was sticking out. I jerked backwards just as she pressed her tongue up against my cheek, licking it. I could see a dollop of semen resting on her tongue as she stared at me, hurt on her face.

“Taylor?” Mom asked, her voice sounding horny, like a bitch in heat. “What’s wrong? Can’t we share this together?”

“N-no,” I said, something inside of me twisting in revulsion at the idea of doing that with my mom, of acting like my mom. “This is, this is,” my mind was completely and utterly blank and I said the first thing that popped up. “This is my cum, alright?”

Holy shit, why had I said something that stupid? But I was committed to it now. And there was something appealing about the idea, anyway. I found myself scooping the cum the three girls had pumped on me, running my fingers along my cheeks and chin and nose. And then I licked them clean, feeling a rush of shame and humiliation for doing this in front of them and in front of my mother. And a different kind of rush for tasting cum that I had worked so hard to get. I couldn’t put it into words but I liked it. I liked it a lot, maybe more than I had liked everything else that I had ever done in my entire life.

Then I looked up at the four people in front of me. And the realization of what I had just done came crashing down on me like a collapsing building. My mouth opened and closed as I tried to think of something, anything to say at all. Nothing came to mind and the looks on the faces staring down at me only made things worse.

All of a sudden, I just couldn’t take it anymore. I turned around and left the room at a dead run, slamming up the stairs and throwing myself into my room, closing the door behind and collapsing onto the bed. I buried my head in my pillow, trying to deny what I had just done and how much I had liked it. It wasn’t easy, at all and I felt a cold sweat breaking out over my body.

“Taylor?” A voice said, coming through the door. “Are you feeling alright?”

“I’m fine!” I shouted, not pulling my face away from the pillow. “Don’t come inside!”

“Listen, dear, what you did, there’s nothing wrong with that,” Mom said. “It’s perfectly natural-.”

“Natural for you, because you’re a slut!” I said, pulling my head up and glaring at my bedroom door. “I’m not like you! Not at all! So just go away!”

There was silence on the other side of the door and then I heard the stairs creaking as Mom went back down them. I groaned, flopping over onto my back to stare at the ceiling. What had I just done? And why had it felt so good as it all had happened?

***

Annette was feeling quite good as she got gangbanged. But she wasn’t feeling anywhere near as good as she could. As she should, quite frankly, when she was getting fucked by three energetic, lustful teens. She sighed softly around Sophia’s dick as the hard shaft plunged in and out of her mouth for the second time in less than a day.

Had she done the right thing, leaving Taylor for now? Annette wasn’t sure but she was sure that if she had stuck around, then a screaming match between herself and Taylor would have resulted. Which would be bad enough for all sorts of reasons, but much worse thanks to the three teenage girls downstairs. So Annette had come back down, giving Taylor time to cool off and Annette time to think things over and try and find out a new way to approach her daughter.

And from there, one thing had led to another and pretty soon, Annette was getting gangbanged once again, feeling the hard rods sliding inside of her needy holes and making her feel wonderful as she got filled up. She pushed back against Madison’s dick as the young teen pumped in and out of her ass and squeezed down around the shaft that was filling her pussy so nicely.

“As family arguments go,” Sophia said, “I’d give that one a seven out of ten. No broken possessions, no threats of bodily harm, so there’s no way it can rise to the top.”

Annette glared up at the fit girl. This was not something she felt any humor at all towards. She had known for a long, long while that Taylor didn’t like what Annette did in her free time but it had never come out in the open like this before. And Annette did not care for the way things had been handled at all.

Still, what other options did she have right now? Nothing was coming to mind, so Annette let her subconscious turn it over and worry at it while she helped out these girls with what they wanted. And at least that felt good and helped push back the clouds that were gathering on the edges of Annette’s mind.

Annette moaned, feeling an orgasm rising up inside of her. It felt good. Amazing, even. She moaned and twitched back and forth, feeling better and better as the pleasure kept on rising up inside of her, doing her best to make sure that all four of them got to feel wonderful. And Annette had a lot of practice n making her partners feel good. Sometimes, she spent so much time and effort making them feel good that she didn’t spare any attention for herself.

“God, her pussy’s still just as good as it was last night,” Emma said with a satisfied air to her voice. “I should have been fucking you for a long time, Mrs. Hebert, instead of just waiting for last night.”

“Given the situation,” Annette said, pulling her mouth off of Sophia’s cock, “it’s alright if you call me Annette, Emma.”

Emma nodded and grinned. And then squeezed down on Annette’s small breasts, making Annette moan as she felt the fingers squeezing down on her boobs. It was a very nice feeling and she got a bit tighter around the cock that was plunging in and out of her pussy, over and over and over again.

Annette came, but her body had been so highly trained by getting fucked so often by so many people, that even as her mind melted from the pleasure flowing through her, she was still able to keep on fucking as hard and as fast as ever, doing everything that she possibly could to make her lovers feel just as good as she was feeling.

And sure enough, pretty soon, the girls started to moan, all within thirty seconds or so of each other. Annette shivered, feeling a warm, wonderful heat spreading through her body as she realized that once again, she had done what she needed to do. Make some people cum from using her body. That was an even better sensation than the semen that started to fill up all three of her holes.

Despite all three of them cumming on Taylor’s face, they still had plenty of cum left to fill Annette up with. She sighed happily, feeling so very wonderful as she got filled with cum, made to feel absolutely wonderful as she got pumped full of semen. It wasn’t quite an orgasm but it was very close to one.

Slowly sinking down onto the tile floor (and Annette made sure that she always got fucked on something that would be easy to clean), Annette stared up at the three teenage girls that had fucked her so wonderfully. She didn’t often go this young but my, the energy that they could display. And the lusts they were showing were almost a match for Annette’s own needs.

“Thank you, girls,” Annette said, meaning every single word. “That was… oh my, that was wonderful.”

“Took the words right out of my mouth,” Emma said with a smirk. “You really know how to use that slutty body of yours, Annette.”

Now that was the kind of commentary that Annette was used to. And liked. She shivered, feeling the waves of humiliation and shame (or at least what should be shame, if she didn’t enjoy it so much) washing over her. She smiled up at the girls, eyeing their cocks and wondering if they would be good for a third round.

“Come on,” Sophia said, pulling Annette up. “I could use a bit of a break.”

Well, that answered that question. A pity, but not much of a surprise. Annette led them deeper into the house and sat down on the couch with a sigh. She wasn’t getting any younger and as much fun as sex was (and it was a lot of fun, which was why Annette did it so often) it did take its toll on her body.

Sophia sat down next to her and then pulled Annette onto her lap. Annette squeaked at that and then giggled, feeling a strong pair of arms wrapping around her waist. She twisted her head to look behind her.

“Can you see, Sophia?” Annette asked, shifting from side to side slightly as she got comfortable while pressed up against Sophia’s firm body.

“More or less, yeah,” Sophia said with a grunt. “Don’t worry about it.”

“Man, you know,” Emma said, reappearing out of the kitchen, carrying a bag of trail mix, “it’s been about two years since I’ve been here but you still keep the same bag of trail mix in the same place.”

“Not the same bag, I hope,” Madison said with a giggle, sitting down next to Sophia and Annette. “It doesn’t have raisins in it, does it? I can’t stand raisins.”

“Anyway,” Emma said, sitting down on Annette’s opposite side, “say ‘ah’.”

“Ah,” Annette said, feeling a bit silly as she opened her mouth and let Emma feed her.

The trail mix did taste good, at least. Annette swallowed a mouthful and then leaned back against Sophia, feeling surprisingly warm and content. This was a lot more attention than she was used to getting once sex was done. Even when she fucked a man or a woman in her or their home, whoever was visiting didn’t stick around. And, of course, when Annette got pressed up against an alley wall or bent over a park bench, there certainly wasn’t the time to hang around and chat afterwards.

It was a nice feeling. It reminded her of what she and Danny had done, way back when. Those had been nice times. Some very nice times indeed. She sighed heavily, feeling down for a moment before shaking her head and dismissing those thoughts. She shouldn’t be mulling over something so depressing right now.

And the three pretty girls on all sides of her did a great job of giving Annette something else to think about. Especially when Madison hopped up from the couch and went behind it to start rubbing Annette’s shoulders. That felt quite nice, though not at the level of an actual massage. Annette wasn’t going to complain about it, though. Instead, she let it happen, leaning forward a bit to give Madison some room to work.

“So,” Emma said, scarfing down some trail mix herself, “this is really something, huh?”

Yeah,” Annette said, smiling softly. “Really something.” Then she sighed.

“That was an ominous sigh,” Madison said, her shoulder rubbing slowing down a bit. “What’s up with that?”

“Oh, it’s nothing,” Annette said. “I wouldn’t want to bring down the mood.”

“You already have,” Sophia said, her breath puffing against Annette’s back. “So why not tell us what’s wrong?”

Annette winced at that. But… God, these emotions had been building up inside of her for a long time and now that a small hole had been poked through the dam, it quickly started widening.

“It’s Taylor,” Annette said, staring down at her naked lap, seeing the semen and arousal clinging to her thighs. “And me. I think… She doesn’t like this, you know. Me finding people to fuck.”

“I was kind of surprised to meet you in that bar last night,” Emma responded. “I don’t remember you ever acting like that before, but I was a bit too young, I suppose.”

“Oh, no, you’re right,” Annette said sadly. “Back when you still came over, Danny was alive and I either had sex with him and him alone or with him and a friend or two. I didn’t need to go out looking for people to fuck.”

“What happened?” Sophia asked idly.

“We were driving together to meet Kevin, one of our sex friends,” Annette said, the memories coming up inside of her and making her heart break all over again. “Some drunken fuck ran a red light and…”

“Yeah, I know what happened then,” Emma said. Annette could see, out of the corner of her eye, the redhead giving the other two girls a quick shake of the head. “And again, I’m sorry about that, Annette.”

“You didn’t do anything wrong and had nothing to do with it,” Annette said, patting Emma’s shoulder. “But thank you.”

“So, then what?” Sophia asked again, sounding a bit more interested. “You started sucking and fucking?”

“Sophia!” Madison hissed and a slapping sound came to Annette’s ears.

“Yes,” Annette said, not seeing any reason to deny a truth they all knew. “It helps, when I’m doing that. I don’t need to think about anything or worry about anything. I just need to… do it. That’s all. But Taylor…” Annette stared up at the ceiling and where Taylor’s room would be. “She doesn’t like it even though I know she should, if she would just give it a chance. But every time we talk about it or something even close to it…” Annette shook her head again. She didn’t want to unburden all of her family troubles onto a pair of girls she didn’t even know and one who she hadn’t seen for years. “But I’ve seen how she looks at the men I bring home, whenever she sees them. I know she’d be just as eager as I am.”

“Uh, yeah, I didn’t think she’d be half so eager as she actually was,” Emma said with a nod. “It was a surprise but a pretty nice surprise.”

“And when we were together like that,” Annette said, closing her eyes and trying to fight back the tears that were welling up inside of her, “I felt so close to her, that we were doing the same thing together, that we were both loving it, that things were finally going right for a change. And then…” She groaned, leaning forward. “I fucked it all up.”

“Oh, I wouldn’t say that,” Madison said in an encouraging voice. “It’s just… a little bump on the road to progress. Right, girls?”

Sophia grunted, something that could mean anything. Emma’s response was much more positive and agreeable, which was nice, at least.

“Thank you,” I said, reaching behind me to squeeze down on Madison’s hand and looking over at Emma. “All of you.”

“Hey, not a problem,” Emma said with a smile, patting my thigh. “I remember coming over here and having a good time with Taylor. I’d like to have that happen again.”

“Maybe it can,” Sophia said, her hands wrapping around my stomach and slowly gliding up and down along it. “I’ve got an idea or two.”

“Then let’s talk it over,” I said. “I’m at the end of my rope, so any ideas would be helpful.”

After all, I couldn’t keep on living like this with Taylor so far out of reach. It just wasn’t right.

***

“Taylor,” Sophia said, looking down at me. “We need to talk.”

I looked up at her and Madison, wondering what this was about. Those two had said maybe half a dozen words to me in my entire time at Winslow. We weren’t friends (not that I had any friends). And why would they be here without Emma?

For that matter, where was Emma? I had seen her earlier in the day, passing each other in the hall between class. But during English, her seat had been conspicuously empty.

“What about?” I asked, putting the last of my stuff in my backpack.

“Not here,” Madison said, shaking her head. “Come on, follow us.”

For a moment, I wondered if this was the start of some weird bullying attempt but then I dismissed the idea. Sophia and Madison weren’t those kinds of girls, for all that Sophia had more rough edges than smooth. I stood up and slung my backpack over my shoulder. Then I followed them out of the classroom, along with hundreds of other students as class let out for the day.

They led me upstairs, to the music room. Then they shut the door behind us and moved off to the side, away from the window. Sophia sprawled down on a chair and pulled out her phone.

“Got something we want to show you,” Sophia said, glancing down at her smart phone and fiddling with it. “It’s… yeah, here it is.”

She turned the phone around and held the screen up to my face. I stared at it for a long second, not quite taking in what I was seeing. Until, all of a sudden, I did. Then I went beet red.

It was a video. I could recognize Emma in it. A whole lot of Emma, too. She was topless except for her bra and her breasts were bouncing up and down in a way that mine never could or would. And as I tore my gaze away from her, I recognized the room she was in. It was one of the lecture halls at BBCC. And that almost certainly meant…

My cheeks darkened as I looked down a bit more, at the woman that Emma was fucking. And that was Mom. She was laying on a desk, her legs widely spread, a big smile on her face as Emma pumped her cock in and out from between her legs. I swallowed, not able to say or think of anything.

And then Sophia umuted the video, her thumb stabbing at the phone screen a few times before she managed it. The cries coming from the speakers were a bit distorted but I could still easily, easily recognize that it was Mom and Emma, even if I hadn’t seen their faces. They were… obviously having a good time. Mom always did when she spread her legs like a two-dollar whore but still.

And why was Emma having a good time with Mom instead of me! I was Emma’s friend, at one point, at least. I had sucked her cock yesterday and that had made her feel great! It wasn’t fair and I felt a tight hotness inside of my stomach as I stared at the video as it continued to run, before reaching the end.

“Well?” Sophia asked, smirking widely as she looked at me. “That’s some hot stuff, huh? Not what- whoa!”

I had stepped forward and went to my knees in front of Sophia, looking up at her as I tried to tug her pants down around her ankles. It wasn’t working and I realized that I probably should try undoing her zipper and button first. But I just didn’t care.

“Come on,” I said, looking over my shoulder at Madison as well. “Don’t just stand there. You want this too, right?”

“What, to get pinned down and attacked?” Madison sniffed. “Yeah, it’s my deepest desire.”

Grunting, I managed to get Sophia’s dick free. It didn’t seem nearly as big as it had yesterday but I didn’t let that stop me. I wrapped my mouth around it and started to suck it, plunging up and down along the hard rod and listening to the sounds that Sophia made as I did so.

And as I worked, I could feel it getting really hard inside of my mouth. Now this was more like what I had remembered it being. I quickly bobbed my head up and down along the shaft, feeling it pressing up against the back of my mouth. I tried a bit to go even further along it and suck the entire thing but that didn’t get me anywhere.

“Okay, this is happening,” Sophia said. “Well… fine. Yeah, go ahead, Taylor. Give my dick a good polishing. Heh,” she chuckled. “Maybe we can make this a thing after school, if I’m free.”

“I’m always free,” Madison said, stepping forward and pressing her rod up against my face. “Give me some loving too, alright, Taylor?”

I looked at her dick as I bobbed up and down along Sophia’s. There was something nice about that rod and I didn’t pause for long before I pulled my head off of Sophia’s rod and then sank down along Madison’s. I stroked Sophia’s dick with one hand as I worked, feeling the hardness and the heat. It was nice. There was really something impressive about a hard dick, I was coming to find.

“Take pictures,” I said, after a minute, pulling up off of Madison’s rod. “I want to rub this in Mom’s face, alright?”

“I don’t see what that would prove, but sure,” Sophia said, grabbing her phone from the music stand and turning it towards me. “Smile for the birdy, Taylor.”

I looked up into the camera lenses as my mouth wrapped around Sophia’s dick again. The light flashed a couple of times and I realized that there was now proof of me sucking dick. That was… that was probably something I was going to worry about later on. But for right now, I didn’t care and I just kept on going, as deep and as fast as I possibly could, making Sophia and Madison grunt and sound happy as I worked.

And, I realized, I was feeling pretty good myself. There was this rising sensation inside of my lower belly, underneath the anger and frustration that I had been feeling. I liked it and I could feel myself starting to leak into my panties as I kept on switching between the two hard rods. My nipples were starting to press against my bra and there was this wonderful, wonderful sensation rising and rising inside of me. I couldn’t put into words how good and how right this felt.

And the other girls were liking what I was doing as well. They were both moaning and groaning as I sucked their cocks and I felt so happy that they were liking it. I couldn’t think of a reason why I would like it so much and I didn’t really try. Now wasn’t the time to be thinking of something like that, after all. Much better to just focus on the here and now and keep on going.

“Oh yeah,” Madison said with a grunt. “I’m… oh yeah, I’m going to cum, Taylor.”

I made a happy, encouraging noise around Sophia’s dick. My free hand was down inside of my pants, pressing against my panties and trying to give me the stimulation I needed to cum. It wasn’t easy, because the waistband on my pants was pretty tight, but I was doing the absolute best that I possibly could as I worked on the two shafts in front of me.

Madison’s dick throbbed and pulsed in my hand and I looked at it out of the corner of my eye, not wanting to pull away from Sophia’s dick. That meant that shot after shot of semen started to land on the side of my face, going all the way from just below my hairline down to my chin. It felt great, especially when I pressed against my clit.

The shiver of sensation that ran through me at that was just so damn strong. I swayed back and forth, twitching and panting and still keeping my lips wrapped around Sophia’s rod. That was enough. That just had to be enough, right? I was having a great time as I did this and I wanted more, I needed more and there was still one more hard cock in my mouth for me to take care of.

So I did the absolute best that I possibly could as I sucked Sophia off. I might only have given a blowjob once before but that was alright, because it was still feeling great as I did so. My fingers were pressing against my clit so firmly and it was all so wonderful and it would just take a little bit more.

“I’m going to cum on your face, too,” Sophia said with a grunt. “It will make a better picture that way.”

I nodded, fully agreeing with Sophia on that. Some hot, sexy photos of me, on my knees, covered in cum. And I hadn’t even removed any of my own clothing to do this. Even though I probably should have, with the way that my pussy was aching and throbbing and demanding some sensation.

Moaning around Sophia’s rod, I pressed down as hard as I could through my panties, wanting, needing an orgasm. It didn’t quite do the trick.

Sophia’s orgasm, though, did. The feeling, the smell, the taste of her cum covering my lower face and landing on my tongue was… it was amazing. And it was just what I needed. Even as Sophia painted a good part of my face white, I felt the rushing, wonderful orgasm rising up inside of me. I moaned, feeling wonderful as my pussy squeezed down around nothing, as my hips rolled back and forth, as I felt like I was on top of the world.

It was the best orgasm in my entire life, by a long shot. I couldn’t believe how wonderful I was feeling right now and absolutely loved every single second of this. And the cum that was clinging to my face made things even better in a way that I couldn’t put into words. I just knew that I loved it and that I wanted to feel it more often, in more ways. I shivered as I sat back on my heels, tugging my hand out of my pants as I did so.

“Damn, that was hot,” Sophia said happily as she stared down at me. “I mean, really, wow.” She chuckled and took a few more photos. “You want some copies of these too, Mads?”

“Sure, hit me up,” Madison said with a nod, staring down at me. “I think you could become a really great cocksucker, Taylor.”

“I… thank you?” I asked, shaking my head back and forth and still feeling the lust inside of me. “It’s just… well…” I didn’t say anything more and blushed hard at the thought of doing this again. But even as the embarrassment filled me, so did some pleasure. “I’m glad I could help you out,” I finished, staring down at the floor.

“Oh, you did that alright,” Sophia said with a laugh, putting the phone away. “Give me your email and I’ll send these photos over for you to enjoy later on.”

“They’re not for me, they’re for Mom,” I said. “To, um, show her…” I trailed off, not sure what showing her them would prove. But it still felt right to do so. “Just send them to me, alright?” I frowned, feeling the cum shifting around on my face as my muscles moved. “Now how am I going to get cleaned up?”

“I’d suggest using your panties to rub all the cum off,” Madison said in an excited tone. “Then, when they’re too dirty to wear again, just leaving them on the floor for someone to find.”

I blinked and stared up at her, aware that Sophia was doing the same thing. She had a point about panties that were too wet to wear, since mine were, but everything else in that was… kind of a lot.

“I’ll go find some paper towels,” I said, rising to my feet and heading for the door. “Um, thanks, though.”

Holy shit, had I just sucked off two girls in a classroom while they took photos of me and came on my face? I had. And it had felt great. Better than great, really. Amazing. I really, really liked that. And if it happened again…

Well, if it happened again, it would be really nice if Emma was there as well.

***

“Hello, girls,” Mom said, acting like a slut to a bunch of teens who were quite literally her daughter’s age. “It’s wonderful to see you all again.”

“Yeah,” I said quickly, stepping in front of her to smile at all of them and especially at Emma. “Thanks for coming over to visit me.”

“Not a problem,” Sophia said, looking around the house. “Today’s going to be fun, I’m sure.”

I nodded. I was sure that it would be. I had barely gotten any sleep last night, so turned on at the thought of getting fucked by Emma and her friends. I had kept myself from masturbating, though, knowing that however good my fingers might make me feel in bed, it would only be a fraction of the pleasure that three big, hard, stiff dicks could conjure up inside of me.

I was wearing the sexiest set of clothes I could find, which was still not very arousing, even when you considered how little I had to work with in that department. But at least a bit of my belly was on display, so that would just have to be enough.

Emma and Sophia came over to me, flanking me and standing very close to me. That felt nice and I closed my eyes, shivering in lust as I could feel their presence around me. I licked my lips and looked from girl to girl, rubbing my thighs together underneath the skirt I was wearing. I could see the bulge in both of their pants and that would be really nice.

Madison, meanwhile, was with Mom and the two of them were already making out, Mom making slutty little sounds as she got groped by a teenager, pushed backwards and down towards the floor. She wasn’t doing a thing to resist the hands that were wandering all over her body.

“So, Taylor,” Emma said, drawing my attention to her. “I’m thinking I want to fuck a wet, hot, tight pussy today. Think you can make that happen?”

“Oh yes,” I said softly, licking my lips at the thought. “Just…” I swallowed hard. “Just let me get ready for you.”

That was as easy as pulling my skirt down off of my body and stepping out of it. I blushed at the look in Sophia’s and Madison’s eyes as they stared at me, their hungry gazes eating me up. I knew that they could see how wet I was, how my panties were practically one big wet spot.

Then Sophia tugged them to the side, exposing my pussy. I moaned from the slight bit of contact and then stepped forward, pressing myself up against Emma. She wrapped her hands around my waist and grinned, squeezing down on my flat butt as her dick pressed up against my crotch. That felt good and I wanted more.

I got more. In just a few minutes, I was on my hands and knees on the floor. Emma was behind me, her dick sliding inside of my pussy and making my mind melt with every single thrust. And Sophia was in front of me, doing her best to shove her black dick as far down my throat as possible. She wasn’t managing it, or, better to say that I wasn’t managing it. But it was still making me feel wonderful as I got filled from both ends at once, bobbing my head up and down along the hard rod while feeling Emma’s amazing, wonderful shaft filling my needy hole.

It just felt so right to be doing this, especially with Emma. I couldn’t put it into any clearer words than what I was already using, but being on my knees in front of someone else, especially if that someone was Emma was just… it was just the way that things were meant to be. This rush of pleasure, of satisfaction, that came even when I wasn’t actually getting touched, it was just the completely nad utterly amazing. I didn’t have any better way to put it.

Though the actual sex and the feelings stirring inside of me as I got filled from two ends at once were both pretty good as well. I was pretty sure I was going to be orgasming soon. And that it was only going to be the first orgasm I was going to have. That was a wonderful thought and the idea that Emma was going to be the one making it happen was even better.

As a kid, I never would have thought that this was the things were going to be between us. But all of the reasons I once had for liking Emma and wanting to be her friend were still there, and now with the bonus of getting treated in such a wonderful way. Emma really was the best, wasn’t she?

A slutty moan from one side of me drew my attention. Mom was bent over the kitchen table, her body almost completely naked as Madison thrust in and out of her. I couldn’t tell what hole Madison was fucking, but I knew that Mom was a big enough slut that she was certainly enjoying getting it in either one. I shook my head as much as I could while still swallowing Sophia’s dick and then went back to focusing on making Sophia and Emma feel good.

“Taylor,” Mom said, her voice dripping with lust, “make sure, ah, make sure to use your tongue while you’re sucking off a cock, not just your lips. Give the rod as much stimulation as it can stand, so that the person using you understands how much you want to be of service to them.”

Part of me rebelled at doing anything that Mom said. The other part of me, the part of me that was submissive and found giving pleasure to be even more satisfying than receiving it, could see the value in making Sophia feel wonderful. I pressed my tongue up against her shaft and Sophia nodded, smiling down at me as she kept her hands firmly pressed down on either side of my head and kept on using me. Over and over and over again.

I wasn’t sure if I really wanted Mom to be here for this, or if it would be better if it was just me, Emma and her friends. But she was here, so I was going to have to do the best I possibly could with her looking over my shoulder. And make sure that Emma left here feeling satisfied and wonderful in every single way. That was what she deserved, after all.
***
“Emma,” Madison said, an unusually determined look on her face. “We need to talk.”

“Sure,” Emma said, putting away her phone and leaning backwards in her chair. “What about?”

Madison looked around the mostly empty classroom. Then she and Sophia both stepped closer.

“It’s about Taylor,” Madison said, her voice much quieter than before.

“Yeah?” Emma asked with a shrug, glancing around the room as well. Taylor wasn’t here, though since lunch had just started, she would probably be here soon. “What about her?”

“She’s getting too close to you,” Sophia said bluntly, crossing her arms underneath her chest.

“What? How is that a problem?” Emma scoffed. “Wait, are you jealous of her?”

“Don’t be stupid,” Sophia said, rolling her eyes. “Why on earth would I be? I’m your friend, Taylor’s a…” she glanced around the room again. “Well, we all know what she is.”

“Creepily attached to Emma?” Madison suggested.

“Oh, please,” Emma said with a scoff. “Taylor’s not ‘creepily attached’ to me or anything.”

“Uh, yeah, she is,” Madison replied instantly. “Have you seen how she acts around you, versus when she’s around us?”

“No, because she doesn’t spend any time around her,” Sophia answered before Emma could say anything. “It’s all Emma, all the time.”

“I mean, we were friends way back when,” Emma shot back, feeling a bit put on the spot here. “Of course we spend time with each other when we’re doing…” she looked around the room again. Okay, the only person still in the classroom was Yuki who was absorbed in her book at the far end of the class and wearing headphones besides. “When we’re fucking each other.”

“Yeah, but you’re the only one she fucks,” Sophia said bluntly. “She gets all weird whenever either of us try to do anything with her and she goes bug-fuck nuts whenever Annette puts the moves on you.”

Emma opened her mouth to deny that and realized that she couldn’t. Especially because, after looking through her memories, Emma couldn’t recall having sex with anyone but Taylor for the past two and a half weeks or Taylor having sex with anyone but her. And Taylor was fun to fuck and all, but this was supposed to be a fivesome.

“And she’s got a way tighter pussy than Annette does,” Sophia added. “I’d like to actually get a chance or two with it.”

“But we can’t, because whenever we try to hit on her, she gets angry,” Madison said. “And then goes straight to you. I mean hell, she pulled you off of Annette last weekend, remember?”

Emma did. She hadn’t thought much of it at the time, just seeing it as an endearing character quirk. But with what her friends were saying, maybe it was something a bit more serious. She sighed and rubbed her forehead.

“Yeah, okay, so she spends a lot of time with me and I spend time with her. So what?”

“Well, you know, in my Japanese cartoons,” Madison said, blushing a bit as Emma and Sophia both shot her a nearly identical look, “shut up, there’s this kind of character called a… yarndere, and she’s super attached and in love with the main guy and then he looks at another girl and she fucking kills all three of them with a knife. I don’t want that to happen to you, Emma!”

“Oh please, like Taylor has a violent bone in her body,” Emma scoffed. “Get real.”

“You need to stop watching that stuff, Madison,” Sophia said, shaking her head. “It’s rotting your brain.”

“Shut up,” Madison said sulkily, crossing her arms underneath her chest and pouting cutely. “Anyway, Emma, something like that could happen!”

Emma really, really doubted that it could. But she saw the point that Madison was trying to make and understood that Taylor was getting too clingy and attached to her. She sighed and nodded.

“Fine, fine,” Emma said. “So what are you thinking of?”

****

I smiled as I stayed closed to Emma as the two of us walked up to her house. It was just so nice to be with Emma. More than just being with Emma, spending a long weekend with her. And just her. Her parents trusted her enough to leave her home alone and that meant she could spend all of her time with me. The two of us being together like this and the things that we’d get to do together was just so hot.

I was getting turned on as I walked down the sidewalk with her, feeling the lust inside of my lower belly growing and growing. And I was sure that Emma was getting turned on as well. Her skirt did a good job of hiding it, but I was certain that her cock was at least half-hard. And once we got indoors, it would be my duty to get it way more than just half. And then for her to use it on me, over and over again, in any way she wanted, any position, any hole, just fucking me and making me melt as I got to take care of her wants and needs.

“Taylor?” Emma asked, sounding a bit concerned. “You’re walking kind of funny.”

“I am?” I asked, looking down at myself. “Oh. Sorry, Emma, it won’t happen again.”

I took a deep breath and tried to get on top of my feelings. After all, I wasn’t some perverted whore like my mother was. I was just a normal girl with a normal sex drive who was so happy that I was getting to spend a weekend with my best friend who could fuck me so good. That was all, nothing more.

Smiling at the thought, we turned from the sidewalk to the path that led up to the front door of her house. I shivered in excitement, wondering what the first order Emma was going to give me would be. I didn’t care what it was, since I would do my best to obey, of course, but it was still fun to wonder about.

“We’re home,” Emma announced as she opened the front door, chuckling a bit.

I smiled as well and looked around the house. It had changed a lot since I had last been in here. The wall separating the kitchen from the dining room had been torn out, leaving behind a bar with some stools sitting in front of it. And the paint on the walls, the furniture, pretty much everything had been changed around.

And the people inside. I swallowed and stopped dead in my tracks, looking at the three women sitting on the couch. Mom, Sophia and Madison, the younger girls sitting on either side of Mom and feeling her up, groping her and running their hands over her body.

“What’s going on?” I asked, glaring at Mom and then looking at Emma. “What is all this?”

“Alan and Zoe asked me to, well, babysit for the weekend,” Mom said calmly, rising from her spot on the couch. “Make sure that Emma behaves and that she doesn’t have any wild parties until they come back on Monday morning. I was quite happy to help them out, of course.”

“Especially since I had already told her that they were going to call and what I expected her to say,” Emma said, walking into the living room and gesturing for me to follow her. “Just like you’re going to do what I say, Taylor.”

I paused for a moment at that, but it just felt so good to obey. I ended up nodding, though not nearly as quickly or as firmly as I usually did when Emma told me what she wanted me to do. I followed her, sticking close to the counter.

“So what’s going to happen now?” I asked. I couldn’t say how I knew but I was certain that Emma had some bigger plan in store for me than anything that I could make out right now.

“It’s simple,” Emma said, rubbing her hands together as she smiled at me. “We’ve all noticed that you and Annette have a… tense relationship.”

I snorted at that but nodded. That was certainly one way to put things. I looked at Mom, who looked off to the side, an expression on her face that I didn’t try to read. I looked back at Emma.

“So the three of us put our heads together and came up with a fun little plan,” Emma said, sounding pleased with herself. “Madison, if you want to show off the goods?”

“Sure thing, Emma,” Madison said with a smile, reaching down and grabbing a bag that I hadn’t noticed. “To start with, we have two beautiful school uniforms from Immaculata! Aren’t they lovely, ladies and gentlemen?”

She pulled out two schoolgirl outfits on hangers out of the bag. They sure looked like Immaculata uniforms, all right. Though they were modified, I could tell, just by looking at them. I knew that the regular uniforms didn’t have a big triangle of bare flesh in between the hem of the skirts and the tops. And there was a pretty deep cut along the tops that would have shown off cleavage if Mom or I had anything to show up there.

“Oh my,” Mom said. “Do you know, I’ve never worn a school uniform before?” She licked her lips. “It could be fun to wear one, though.”

“And I’m certain that the Hebert’s will look great in them,” Sophia said, reaching into her backpack and pulling out a long length of red rope. Or maybe it was several lengths. It was hard to tell, with rope. “Though they’ll also look good tied up and completely and utterly helpless to resist anything that we want to do to them.”

Why would I ever resist anything that Emma wanted to do to me? Or the other two, I supposed, though it was way less exciting to think about them than it was with Emma.

“Now, you two put these on,” Madison said, tossing the hangers at both me and Mom. “And since you both have nice long hair, put it up in pigtails, to really sell the slutty schoolgirl image.”

I blushed at that but nodded. I looked down at the outfit in my hand. This was… what was I getting into? I looked over at Emma. She saw me looking at her and nodded, giving me a smile.

Alright. Okay. If Emma wanted me to do this, then I could do this. Taking a deep breath, I went over the first floor bathroom and started to strip and change.

A few minutes later, I looked at myself in the mirror. I looked… different. I had never really thought that I’d wear a uniform of any kind. But in this, I looked, well, slutty. Very, very slutty. The skirt was pretty short, the top showed off a lot of my torso and the pigtails I was wearing really did make me look like a slutty schoolgirl. I flushed and felt my hands start to trace out a pattern on my skin before I yanked them away.

Now wasn’t the time to masturbate, not with everyone waiting to see me. So, taking a deep breath, I stepped back out into the living room, looking around.

Mom had already changed and was looking very whorish in her outfit. At least I actually was a teenager. I looked away from her and towards Emma, who was sitting on the middle of the couch with Madison and Sophia on either side of her.

“Now,” Emma said as Mom and I stood in front of her, “the two of you are going to be getting a good lesson over the next three days and we’re going to be your teachers. Taylor,” she said, turning her head to me, “you’re going to be learning how to be a proper submissive slut for whoever wants to fuck you-.”

“Us,” Madison explained, as if I hadn’t been able to figure that out on my own.

“Right, us,” Emma said, nudging Madison in the side. “And you’re going to be learning how to treat your mother better. And punished for not doing so already.”

I opened my mouth to protest that I was treating Mom the way that she deserved to be treated for spreading her legs so often and for so many people. Emma kept on talking over me, though and Sophia sent me a quelling look that shut me up before I could actually get the first word out.

“And Annette,” Emma said, “you’re going to learn how to reconnect to your daughter and get punished for screwing up her head so much that she doesn’t accept that she’s just as much of a submissive slut and an easy lay as you are.”

Mom flushed at that and stayed silent. I thought that I could see a smile forming on her lips for a moment as she stared down at the ground. I shifted from side to side but decided that there was nothing that I could really say right now. Instead, I looked at the trio on the couch.

I could leave, I knew. Walk right out that door. But… I didn’t want to. Not by a long shot. I wanted to be with Emma, I wanted to make her feel good and I wanted to feel good from making her feel good. And Mom… I couldn’t get my thoughts straight on Mom so I decided I just wasn’t going to think about that right now. Instead, I took a deep breath and laced my hands together behind my back.

“So what does that mean?” I asked, looking at Emma.

“It means,” Emma said, standing up from the couch and coming towards me, “that you and Annette are in for quite the ride from now until Monday morning.” She smiled and ran a hand down along my body, brushing against bare skin and making my breath catch in my throat. “And you’re going to love it, aren’t you, Taylor?”

I was still feeling a bit uneasy about all of this but it was still Emma. So I took a deep breath and nodded, looking her right in the eyes. I was going to do the absolute best that I could here and who knew? Maybe I really could learn something here and become happier with myself once it was all over.
“Then let’s get started,” Emma said, running a hand down into my skirt as she smiled at me. And that made it all worthwhile.

***

I was down on my knees, side by side with Mom. Our hands were tied together behind our backs and our legs were tied together. And not just my left leg tied to my right leg but my right leg tied to Mom’s left leg. There was absolutely zero chance of us getting anywhere on our own, not with all of this rope on us.

Sophia and Madison were standing in front of us, stroking their hard dicks. Emma was off to one side, her dick hidden away by her skirt and seemingly not hard at all. That didn’t feel right and I kept on looking over at her, trying to make her understand how badly I wanted to suck her dick. More than anything, I wanted to make her feel good and I knew that my mouth was the perfect way to do that.

“Taylor,” Emma said, a stern note in her voice. “Don’t keep on checking me out. Look at the girls in front of you.”

“You could get in front of me?” I asked suggestively. “Then I could really make you feel good, Emma.”

“No, you can’t,” Emma said flatly, folding her hands behind her back as she stared down at me. “You’re not going to be sucking my dick and I’m not going to be fucking you, all weekend long.”

I swallowed, my mouth working as I tried to think of something to say. I could feel tears forming in the corners of my eyes.

“But, but why?” I looked up at Emma’s sternly impassive face. “If I did something to upset you, Emma, I’m so, so sorry and I’ll never do it again!”

“It’s not that,” Emma said, shaking her head. “You just need to learn, I mean really learn, that there is much more to life than you taking care of my dick. That there’s all sorts of people who want to use your body as much as I do.”

“Yeah,” Sophia said, smiling down at me and stroking her rod. “And we’re going to get to use your body whenever we feel like it, just like Emma.”

I swallowed as I stared at the hard, pulsing rods right in front of me. I rocked back and forth, trying to think of a way to argue against this. It was… as much as I liked, loved Emma, there was still something about the idea of getting filled up with more than one cock at a time that was really interesting. My legs tried to squeeze together at the thought, as I felt a hot need inside of me. I looked up at Madison’s face as well.

She was smirking down at me as she stroked her dick, pumping her hand along the hot shaft. When she saw me looking up at her as well, she nodded.

“They’re right, Taylor. Just accept that you’ll love spreading your legs for plenty of people, not just Emma.”

I looked at Emma again. She looked back at me, her face blank. Then I sighed and nodded my head, trying not to look at Mom as she watched me accepting sucking other girls off. That was just… yeah, there weren’t the words to describe what I thought and felt about that.

Instead, I leaned forward as Madison stepped forward, pressing the tip of her dick up against my face. At least this was something that I knew how to do. And to do it pretty well, too. I started licking my way up and down along the rod, doing my absolute best to take care of the hard shaft, going from tip to base and then back up again. And again and again and again, doing everything that I possibly could to make sure that Madison felt good.

Right next to me, Mom was doing a far more enthusiastic and skilled job with Sophia’s dick. She was really plunging up and down along it, making plenty of noise as she sucked on the rod. And Sophia was obviously loving it. I glanced up at her face, seeing the smile there as she rested a hand on top of Mom’s head, guiding Mom up and down along the rod again and again. I shivered at the sight and turned back to Madison’s dick, devoting all of my attention to it.

Madison certainly liked what I was doing, making a satisfied sound in her throat as she watched me work. And I knew that Emma was watching me as well. I hoped that she liked what she was seeing, that I was doing a good job of impressing her and making her happy with my work. And if I did a good enough job, then maybe she could change her mind and decide to fuck me. And wouldn’t that just be the best thing in the world, getting to spread my legs for Emma? The way she could make me feel when she was inside of my pussy, it was like magic.

Smiling to myself, I kept on working, up and down, up and down, over and over again. I didn’t slow down, I didn’t stop, I just kept on doing what I could to make Madison feel good. She was certainly sounding good as I worked along her shaft. Moaning and gasping and letting me know that I was being a good girl as I worked.

Though I could tell that I wasn’t doing as good of a job as Mom was. I could actually see her deepthroating Sophia’s dick, a bulge in her throat appearing as she took Sophia’s rod all the way inside of her. That was… my hands flexed as I tried to rub my own throat. Despite my best efforts, I hadn’t yet managed to deepthroat Emma or even a dildo. I was sure that I would in time but it hadn’t happened yet.

But would I really be able to call myself a good slut if I hadn’t made that happen? And did I want to call myself a slut?

Yes, I did. I had been thinking that I would for a while now but this was the first time that I had actually accepted that I wanted to be whatever would make Emma happy with me. And she certainly liked the idea of having a girl who would quickly and willingly spread her legs to let her do whatever Emma wanted to do. And was there a word for that other than slut? I didn’t think so.

Shivering at the thought, I kept on going, working along the hard shaft, feeling the tip pressing against the back of my throat as I worked. I looked up at Madison’s cute, childish face, seeing the contented expression she had there as she watched me work, her hands at her sides. It was all up to me to make her feel good.

So I was going to keep on doing the best job I could. I pressed my tongue up against Madison’s rod, feeling the hard rod radiating heat off of it as I worked. And I could feel how my jaw was getting stretched by this. It was pretty nice, actually. Calming, even, as I just bobbed up and down along the rod, over and over again.

Mom was doing the same thing right next to me, a look of contentment on her face as she worked. She looked… did I look like that? Like I was just really enjoying this? I mean, I was, of course, but still. It was strange to think about.

And difficult to think about, as I kept on sucking on Madison’s dick at the same time. Up and down, up and down, over and over and over again. I didn’t need to do anything but that, thankfully. Or maybe not so thankfully, because I was getting horny and I wasn’t able to do anything about it, not with my hands helplessly tied behind my back and keeping me from taking care of the wet heat in between my legs.

I ran my tongue back and forth along the dick, listening to the sounds that Madison was making as I worked. She was having a good time, at least. A very good time, in fact. That was nice to hear.

“Damn, woman, slow down,” Sophia said with a chuckle, placing a hand on Mom’s forehead and pushing her back along the shaft a bit. “You’re going to make me cum if you keep that up. And we don’t want that.”

We didn’t? I looked up at Sophia and then at Mom, feeling confused. Mom looked confused as well, shifting her weight from side to side as she looked up at the black girl.

“See, we’re both going to cum at the same time,” Madison said as I kept on working along her rod. “And you’re not going to swallow it, understand? You’re going to keep the cum on your tongues and let your mouths hang open so we can see it.”

Well, that made some more sense. It was still kind of strange, but oh well. I could do it. And I kept on working on making it happen, going up and down along the rod again and again, listening and seeing the signs that said that Madison was really enjoying what I was doing to her. It was nice to make sure that Madison liked this. Not as good as it would have been with Emma, but still pretty nice.

“Okay, I’m getting close to cumming,” Madison said, a note of stress entering her voice. “Sophia, if you want to pick up the pace now…”

“Hear that, slut?” Sophia asked cockily. “You can really give in to what you’re feeling.”

I was shocked at how quickly Mom started slamming her mouth up and down along the cock in front of her once Sophia said that. I stared at her with wide eyes, barely remembering to keep on sucking Madison’s cock. Mom was really going all out. And even as she worked, I was able to see a look of contentment on her face as she worked. It was… strange but nice. Really, really nice. I shivered as I stared, wondering if that was what I looked like.

Then my attention was drawn away. A load of semen flowing into my mouth would do that. Madison was grunting and moaning and cumming a lot. My tongue was quickly covered with it and it was a struggle not to swallow and to remember to do what I had been told. I shifted back and forth, trying to be a good girl who did what she was told.

The taste of cum was, well, it was like cum. A flavor that I only liked because of what it represented, then because of how it actually tasted. It still sent a thrill through me, from head to toe. I shivered and my fingers flexed, my body aching with the desire to take care of my needy core and make myself scream in pleasure as I touched my wet, dripping pussy.

Sophia came a few seconds after Madison did. She was pretty loud about that and I could see Mom’s eyes getting wide as Sophia filled her mouth up with cum. I could even see some of the semen, filling Mom’s mouth. I started to swallow before stopping myself and feeling the cum shifting around inside of my mouth. I shivered and looked up at Madison, doing my best to keep my head level.

“And now,” Madison said, putting a hand on top of each of our heads and turning us towards each other, “you’re going to share the cum with each other.”

My eyes went wide. Mom’s eyes went wide. We stared at each other for a long moment and I shivered. Then Mom leaned forward, opening her mouth and letting me see the cum that was resting on her tongue. It looked… oh, it looked like so many different things and I couldn’t decide which of them I liked the most.

The end result was that I leaned my head forward as well and we pressed our lips up against one another. Then we started to kiss and make out as best as we could with our hands bound together.

Part of me rebelled at this. Less that I was kissing Mom and more that I was acting like her, acting like a slut. I wasn’t some sort of easy whore who spread her legs for anyone and everything. I wasn’t! I was better than that. But at the same time, there was something that happened inside of me as I kissed Mom that was just so right and filling. I couldn’t say what it was but I liked it and I wanted more of it.

It was certainly hot, exchanging cum like this. The way that our tongues were pressing against each other and the semen was sliding in between our mouths wasn’t quite like anything I had ever felt before. I still liked it, though. I mean, I really liked it. I shivered and kept on going, shifting around as much as I could with the ropes holding me down.

“There,” Emma said, standing in front of me and looking down at me with a smile on her face as she stroked her cock. “Don’t you see how good it can be when you just do what you’re told, Taylor?”

I looked up at her but Mom managed to catch my face with her kisses and lure me back to her. What other choice did I have but to keep on kissing her? And I did, making out with her and feeling warm pulses traveling through my body.

Finally, we had both swallowed all of the cum that Madison and Sophia had filled us up with. I shivered, sitting backwards on my heels and feeling… feeling good. Amazing, really. I swallowed, shaking my head back and forth as I stared at Mom. She was looking at me with a fond smile on her face.

“Did you like that, Taylor?” Emma asked me. “Don’t even think of lying.”

“I…” I shifted back and forth, staring down at my lap, seeing the skirt pulled up along my legs. I swallowed. “Yes, Emma, I did.”

“And do you know why you liked it, Taylor?” Emma asked, her voice the same soft, leading tone.

I shook my head, refusing to even think of any possible answers to that. Emma let out a soft sigh and I flinched.

“You liked it because you’re a lot like your mom, Taylor,” Emma said, her voice patient and a bit chiding. “You like being forced into things, you like getting fucked by many partners at once, you like being tied up, you like all of this sort of thing. Can you really deny it?”

Could I? No, no I couldn’t. I couldn’t even begin to deny it. I swallowed, trying to think of the counterarguments that I knew were there, just waiting for me to realize what they were.

“Taylor,” Mom said gently, “I’m proud of you, you know? It’s not easy, accepting this sort of thing, but it can feel so right when you finally understand how much fun it can be. And I’m here to help you with it, as much or as often as you need me to.”

I tried to draw away at that but we were still tied together and I didn’t get anywhere. Then Mom leaned forward again and kissed me.

And there was no way to deny it was anything but a kiss. I didn’t have any cum in my mouth I had been ordered to share. It was a kiss and Mom was getting really into it. Her tongue was sliding into my mouth and our bodies were pressing together, rubbing against one another underneath the school uniforms we were both wearing. It was… I mean… I didn’t know what to say right now.

Although I did press my tongue against Mom’s. That just felt right somehow. I couldn’t say how but it did. Mom made a happy sound as we made out and I could almost smell the lust that was coming off of her. Finally we broke apart, both of us panting heavily for breath as we stared at each other.

The look on Mom’s face was one of serene happiness. She really did look happy right now. I was feeling… I was feeling so much right now that I didn’t know what to feel. I shivered and looked down at my lap, trying to get my thoughts in order as I felt the hot, pounding need inside of my belly warring with the knowledge that I was better than my mom, that I wasn’t a slut like her.

“Now, the day’s not over yet,” Emma said, reaching down and helping Sophia pull both of us to our feet. “Don’t think you girls can start slacking off just yet, alright?”
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I stared into Mom’s dripping wet pussy. It really was wet. Was I this wet? I wasn’t sure. I swallowed as I looked at the beads of arousal forming and dropping down onto my face. Every now and then, one would drop onto my tongue and I would taste Mom’s flavor. It was… kind of sweet, maybe? I wasn’t sure how else I was supposed to describe it.

My hands were tied behind my back and Sophia had done a few more loops of red rope that made me feel very anchored in place right now. It was kind of nice, actually. I swallowed again, feeling my own pussy throbbing with need. But there was simply no way that I could take care of it, not with my legs spread apart and my hands tied down.

Mom was tied up just like I was. And her face was pressed up against my pussy. Every now and then I could feel her breath puffing against my folds, which was a very distracting feeling. But also kind of good at the same time. I couldn’t quite say why I liked the feeling of Mom’s breath on my pussy so much but I really, really did.

But what I was really interested in was Emma’s dick, right above me. I had to cross my eyes to get a proper look at it as it hung in front of me. It was big and it was hard and I knew that it could fill me up perfectly if Emma would only slide inside of me. Even giving her a blowjob would be fine, really.

But that wasn’t going to happen. Emma pushed the tip of her dick against Mom’s pussy and I was made to watch as it opened up and let Emma sink on inside, stuffing Mom full of the best dick in the world. I moaned in frustrated lust, watching Emma start to pump in and out of the wet folds and listening to Mom obviously enjoying it.

Though the tip of the dick that was rubbing against my own pussy helped me a lot. I wasn’t sure if it was Madison or Sophia and I didn’t really care. Neither one of them was Emma but they would still both be a good second-best, if they would only fuck me. And God, I wanted, to be fucked so badly. I felt like I was going to die if I didn’t get fucked right here and now.

Thankfully, the other girl pushed inside of me. I moaned as I felt the rod pushing deeper and deeper inside of me. It was just as good as I had hoped that it might be and I squirmed around underneath Mom’s weight as the dick filled me up like a good girl.

I had to say, it felt right to be pinned down and almost unable to move. I wasn’t sure if I wanted it to be Mom’s body, specifically, that was pressing down on me but being trapped, pinned down, unable to get away from whatever was going to be done to me, that was a pretty nice feeling that I could really stand to feel more of. I knew that Sophia hadn’t used up all of the rope she had, so what could I end up getting wrapped up with?

It was hard to think about that sort of thing right now, though. Not when there was an amazing cock that was slamming in and out of my wet pussy over and over again. Fuck, I needed something like this. I needed it so damn bad and it was feeling wonderful as I kept on getting fucked and fucked and fucked some more, the hard shaft pounding in and out of my pussy, sliding my wet walls apart and going deeper and deeper with every thrust, until it felt like the dick was hitting the bottom of my lungs. And I still wanted more.

“Please,” I moaned, staring up at Emma, or at least the part of her I could see from this angle. “Harder, please, fuck me harder!”
“I’m not the one fucking you, slut,” Emma said, moving her head to one side to look down at me. “Who do you think you should be asking to fuck you?”

“Sophia! Madison!” I moaned, twisting around as much as I was allowed to with the ropes and Mom holding me down. “Please, use my body every way you want, I don’t care, just keep on fucking me!”

Both of them laughed, though I couldn’t tell which one of them was inside of me. I could feel a pair of firm hands squeezing down on my thighs, though. And the dick that was pounding in and out of me seemed to speed up, fucking me even harder and better and deeper than before. It was wonderful and I moaned like the slut I knew I was as I kept on getting fucked.

My orgasm was so sharp and intense and wonderful that there was absolutely nothing I could do besides letting it happen. I moaned in pleasure as it welled up inside of me, sweeping through my mind and my body and my soul, each and every single part of me. And it felt wonderful, so much better than words could possibly express.

I certainly wasn’t up to the task. All I could do was just moan and gasp and squeal as I felt the orgasm make every nerve in my body sing out in pleasure. It was just the best and I couldn’t do anything but squirm around on the ground, feeling my pussy squeezing down tightly around the dick inside of me as it kept on going.

Both the orgasm and the girl fucking me. She kept on slamming in and out of my pussy, making me shake and ache and feel wonderful time and time and time again. I absolutely loved it and I wanted more. Though I couldn’t say that I did and had to hope that she could understand what my wet, leaking pussy meant as it clamped down around her rod.

Above me, Mom was feeling almost the same, as Emma kept on pounding in and out of her. I could hear the desperate sounds that she was making as she got fucked, I could see how her lower lips were getting stretched out around Emma’s cock and how it was pressed against her tunnel. It was… pretty hot, I had to say. Yeah, that was a good way to describe it.

Part of me was still feeling a bit uneasy about doing all of this sort of stuff with Mom. I mean, there were words for families that did this sort of stuff together, you know? On the other hand, we weren’t really doing anything with each other. We were just both obeying orders at the same time. That… made things better, right? Made it so that there were no problems at all, surely.

I told myself that. And there was also the fact that Emma and her friends wanted this to happen, wanted to see it and enjoy it. And that made things a lot better. Could doing what Emma wanted me to do ever really lead me wrong in life? I didn’t think that it could.

Satisfied that I had thought things through as much as I needed to, I just lay back and let the fun keep on happening, let myself keep on getting fucked deep and hard by Sophia or Madison. And it kept on feeling great. I hoped that they were feeling good as well as they used my slutty pussy and made sure that I gave them as much satisfaction and pleasure as I possibly could. It was what they deserved, even if it wasn’t quite as pleasing to do it with them as it was with Emma.

But still, surely Emma would want to come over and fuck me sooner or later, right? I just had to keep on being a good girl who did as she was told and I’d get to once again feel the wonderful sensation of Emma’s thick, hard, amazing dick filling my pussy up and making me feel wonderful and be a good girl and everything else that came with that.

Mom was moaning above me. I had heard that sound often enough to know that she was cumming. I stared up at her wet pussy as I watched it squeeze down around the dick inside of it. I had never actually seen a female orgasm this close before, despite feeling plenty of them. It was kind of interesting to watch it happen, really.

Mom certainly was enjoying it all. She was rocking back and forth and making all sorts of lewd sounds as she got fucked and came from Emma’s dick. I felt jealous and didn’t see the point in denying. I wanted to be the one who got fucked by Emma’s dick. Not Mom. I was Emma’s best friend, after all.

But Emma should get to choose who she wanted to fuck, I supposed. And there was something arousing about watching Mom like this. And in seeing Emma’s large cock quickly pumping in and out, over and over again, even as arousal dribbled down onto my face and covered my skin.

“Oh yeah, this is it,” Sophia said with a grunt. “Going to fill you up, slut. Ready for some fun?”

I moaned, squeezing down tighter around the dick that I could finally identify. Not that it mattered. Sophia or Madison, I was willing to let either of them fuck me. And I was so much more than willing if it was Emma that wanted to use me.

Any further thoughts stopped as I felt hot cum splashing inside of me. It just felt so good and there was so much of it. I panted, not quite able to think at the moment. It was just too much and it was all too good for me to do anything but lay right where I was, feeling the wonderful sensations inside of me, all through my body, filling me up, making me leak in whole new ways. It was just… it was just wonderfully satisfying. It wasn’t an orgasm but it was something close to one and one that was just as good. I absolutely loved the sensation and was so happy that I had gotten used and my body toyed with in order to make this happen.

Emma was using Mom to feel just as good. Even as I watched, she grunted and thrust her dick deep inside of Mom, making Mom’s pussy stretch out and expand around the huge shaft. It was… it was wonderful and I felt a sudden surge of jealousy that I wasn’t the one getting to feel that instead of Mom.

It wasn’t a very strong surge, though, and most of my attention was still focused on how the semen was leaking out of Mom and how it looked so good as it dribbled down Emma’s shaft, right onto my face.

Then Emma was pulling out. Her dick was still pretty hard and it was a real mess. Semen and arousal were clinging to the rod, making Emma’s shaft look, well, look like a lot of things. And most of all, it looked tasty and my mouth watered as I lifted my head up, tongue sticking out for a taste of that wonderful dick. I already knew how good it was to suck on Emma’s dick, after all. And I wanted to feel some more.

“No, Taylor,” Emma said, planting a hand on my forehead and pressing me back down. “You don’t get to suck my cock. Or fuck my cock or do anything that involves touching it.”

It didn’t get any easier to hear this now then it had before. I stared up at Emma, trying to think of something to say that would get her to change her mind. Nothing came to me, though and Emma kept on talking, which meant that I had to shut up and listen.

“Now,” Emma said, “lick my cum out of your mother’s pussy. Annette, clean off Sophia’s dick and then do the same to your daughter.”

I swallowed as I stared up at the wet pussy right in front of my face. Emma’s semen was already leaking out of Mom and starting to form in a droplet that would splash on me. Did I have a choice here? No, Emma had told me what to do.

Taking a deep breath, I lifted my head and pressed my mouth up against Mom’s pussy. The pussy I had come out of. That was a weird thought and not one that I thought I would benefit from exploring. So instead, I just kept on eating Mom out, running my tongue back and forth.

And… and it was good. There was no other way to put it. It was really good. I could taste the familiar flavor of Emma’s semen but there was another flavor mixed in with all of that and I liked it. I knew what it was, too. I shivered at the thought and kept on eating Mom out, trying to decide if I was going to stop once I had gotten the last of Emma’s cum out.

Mom finished sucking on Sophia’s cock. She must have, because there was no way that she wouldn’t have finished taking care of it before coming down to eat me out. I loved the feeling of her tongue against my pussy and I threw my head back, moaning in pleasure as I felt it rubbing against my folds. A shiver ran through my entire body as she pushed her tongue deep inside of me and kept on working.

“Don’t stop now, Taylor,” Madison said, looking down at me. “Get your face back up against your mother’s cunt and keep on eating her out.”

I did what I was told. It just felt so right to do that, anyway. I ran my tongue along Mom’s wet folds and felt the tip pressing against the skin slightly. It was… nice. Really, really nice. I shivered and kept on going, feeling my own lust rising and rising inside of me as I worked. I was getting horny and Mom seemed to know just what to do to make me feel better and better.

I moaned, twisting around underneath Mom, trying to give vent to what I was feeling. It wasn’t easy, not at all. There was still quite a bit of shame from doing this with my mother, getting eaten out by her and loving it so much. But what else could I do? I was under orders, it was feeling good and anyway, I was tied up and helpless to resist whatever was done with me.

That thought, especially, was nice and I shivered, my pussy starting to gush arousal as I kept on getting eaten out. I did my absolute best to return the favor, feeling Mom’s heat and smelling her scent and tasting her arousal. It was all… so hot. I hoped that the trio of girls watching us were enjoying it even half as much as I was enjoying doing it.

I could hear the aroused sounds that Mom was making as I… cleaned her up. Yep, that was what I was doing, not eating her out, because no matter how fun and intriguing that sounded, there was no way I was some kind of incest slut. I just focused on… taking care of her. And if taking care of her meant shoving my face against her crotch and my tongue inside of her pussy, that was just what it took, right?

I was struggling to convince myself of my justifications and I didn’t think that I would get that far with anyone else. But what other option was there for me to do? So I just kept on working, licking and sucking and hoping that Emma was approving of what I was doing.

Mom certainly was. She was staying very wet. I could only be this aroused if I was right on the edge of an orgasm and I really doubted that it was any different for Mom. That was a nice thought, though, so I kept on going and going, doing everything that I possibly could to make Mom- to clean Mom up! Duh, Taylor, get it together.

Any attempts to do so were challenged by how good my pussy was starting to feel. There was this aching, burning heat inside of my lower belly, slowly growing hotter and higher inside of me. It was spreading through my body and I moaned as the lust pulsed inside of me. My legs were twitching and my heart was pounding inside of my chest.

Mom had to have gotten all of the cum out of my pussy by now. But she was still going, her tongue doing wonderful things to my pussy, things that just made me melt as I got teased and turned on. It was great but it was also, oh, so much, also driving me mad. If I didn’t get a second orgasm soon, then I was going to be in quite the situation.

Mom was probably just as horny as I was. I ran my tongue along her clit and her entire body twitched, her thighs squeezing down on either side of my head. The thought that I was responsible for that was really nice. More in general than because it being Mom in particular, sure, but still. I pressed my tongue against her clit again and got another beautiful reaction.

I did it again, taking care of the rest of her pussy as I worked. And the sounds that Mom made kept on getting better and better, even as I got more and more turned on. They weren’t sounding better because I was turned on, right? Oh well, I didn’t have the time to think all of that through. Instead, I pushed my tongue as deep inside of Mom’s pussy as it could go (nowhere near as deep as Emma’s cock had gone) and wiggled it around, pressing it up against Mom’s inner folds.

That made her cum. She let out a moaning, whining sound and then she was twitching back and forth against me, arousal washing over my face and filling my mouth, driving out the last bits of Emma’s taste. I gasped, my eyes going wide as I stared upwards.

For reasons that had to be completely different, I came at the same time. It felt very good and I shivered, my entire body twitching as I came from getting eaten out for the very first time. My body was feeling so good all of a sudden and I couldn’t think of anything but the red-hot flower unfurling inside of my lower belly.

I was left panting and twitching as Mom rolled off of me. I suddenly felt so light, like I could float right up to the ceiling. I panted and licked my lips, staring up, trying to get my thoughts together. It wasn’t very easy and I was still feeling so, so horny and wonderful.

“No lying down on the job, Taylor,” Sophia said, nudging me with her foot. “There’s still lots of work for you to do. Get up and get to it.”

I shivered and rose up to a kneeling position. Anything more was going to take some time. But still, we had all the time in the world to work together, didn’t we?

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