"Boy, if you don't get your ass over there and fuck my wife, they will never find your body," Roy threatened.
"Take it easy, Roy," Shawn said amiably. "The kid can fuck her, just let her get on top. We been taking it easy on her loose ass for fifteen minutes anyway, she's gotta have some energy built up." Roy nodded his assent angrily. Wesley looked over at Sue, amazed that she had nothing to say and just waited to be told what to do. Once the exchange was finished, she just climbed over to the boy and started to mount him. It was only then that he really looked at his lady love.
Sue was a mess. Her enormous tits were covered with strings of saliva from the incessant face-fucking. Three big strands of spit still hung from her mouth down to her cleavage. Her whole body was slimy and sweaty. Fortunately, the boy saw no other indications of sperm on her. Sue looked down at him apologetically. She looked so sad, like she was going to cry. He knew she just wanted this to be over as soon as possible, so he let her get up and over him to mount him. That's when he spotted the gallon of cum hanging in sheets from her once-more swollen snatch.
He had no idea how many loads she had taken from these men already until Shawn slyly remarked, "there you go slut, maybe the fifth time's the charm and you'll finally get off yourself." The three men laughed as she slid her sagging meat-curtains over Wesley's young body. The jizz that oozed from her black hole sloshed across his leg and enveloped his hard cock. The boy, on his back on the floor under the older woman, could not feel the walls of her pussy at all. It was so wet and slimy inside her that he only knew his cock was in by her final lack of movement. Disgusted, his erection began to go down. Sue held herself over Wesley, breathing heavily and trying to regain some composure.
Her head was rocked sideways by a hard slap to the face from her husband. Roy ordered her, "Bitch, if you don't make this boy cum in you then you'll be sorry. And you know what I'll do." Wesley was reminded of his mother and the domination of personality involved. Sue began to grind on him, very hard and very fast. This movement caused that gallon of spooge to seep out of her sloppy pussy and onto Wesley's lower body, down his balls, and into his asscrack. And it just kept coming. At least as she moved on him, he could feel her pussy a bit. The giant dangling tits quivered directly below his face. Most of the spit had dried up by now, and the swinging orbs were sexy as hell. Despite his situation, the boy stayed rock hard and started to build an orgasm.
Grunting his approval, George took the place in front of the woman. The man roughly shoved his cock into Sue's mouth and started pistoning himself back and forth, fucking her throat. Wesley saw the bottom of Sue's throat bulge. In order to get good leverage, George had to get on his knees in front of Sue's face. A little more rotund and physically larger than the other two men, George seemed to smirk and take pleasure in straddling Wesley's head to facefuck the woman. His old balls were heavy with another load, and dangled low over Wesley's face. The boy would much rather have watched Sue's big tits swinging around five inches about his face, but he wasn't in any position to argue. He just kept fucking up into the sloshy mess that was his girlfriend's pussy.
As the threesome continued their fucking, Wesley slowly got closer to his orgasm. The tingle in his balls intensified and he thought he would cum soon and Sue's angry husband might let him go. He jerked as he felt something cold strike him on his neck. His back on the carpet, the boy looked up at Sue blowing George. Thick froth had gathered on her chin as George fucked her mouth. White bubbling precum and spit drooped steadily down until it came to rest on Wesley's neck. As George continued to fuck, the froth slid down his wildly flopping nutsack and over the boy's horrified face. Twelve ounces of spitty precum buildup slopped off the older man's hairy balls and down towards the teen's face.
The boy dodged his head sideways and missed most of it, though this caused his head to slam into George's thigh. George, sneering to himself at the predicament he had put the boy in, pretended that this amount of force was enough to make his legs spread, and let his leg move farther out. Kneeling wider, he lowered himself down onto the boy's face and pressed his damp balls and sweaty ass down. Wesley yelled, alarmed and disgusted, as the froth-covered balls mushed down against his cheek.
A moment passed as Roy and Shawn looked to see what the boy's distress was. Roy said, "George, get your hairy ass off the poor boy's face. That's some gay shit." George only laughed, lifted himself up again, and continued fucking the boy's girlfriend deep in her throat.
Wesley was in awe at how much Sue seemed to have changed. No longer his soft sweetheart, she didn't even seem aware of her surroundings. The woman had transformed into merely a fleshy mass of gaping and oozing fuckholes, large jiggling titties, and swinging spit.
He did not feel manly anymore with his new girlfriend. He didn't feel hopeful. And he knew that Sue definitely was going to be useless as far as helping him escape the tyranny of his mother.
As Wesley fucked her gyrating pussy, he felt another cock worming its way into Sue's butthole. This sensation caused the walls of her pussy to momentarily contract, and finally getting some solid friction pushed the boy over the edge. He added his load to the half dozen already inside her, and relaxed down into the carpet. Soon afterwards George grunted loudly and pushed forward, burying his tool in Sue's gullet to the hilt. The man continued grunting and quivering as he shot his load directly into her belly. Sue started coughing violently, but George just continued to fill her mouth with semen. The white man-goo started dripping out the sides of her mouth and down her chin.
George finally pulled his cock out and backed away. Sue choked and hacked out most of a load of sperm immediately, right across Wesley's upturned face. Mouth, nose, eyes, and hair coated with George's load of hot jism, Wesley was in shock. Sue somehow managed to stop herself before she vomited on the boy, but after she finally stopped coughing she simply slumped forward onto him.
Wesley was exhausted and awestruck, laying on the carpet with his left eye glazed shut by spooge. Sue lay on top of the boy, her enormous tits pressed into his chest, her eyes open and staring blankly, drooling slightly. Her head rested down next to the boy's neck, and even from that proximity he could smell the reek of her cock breath. She jiggled up and down against the boy's body, moving back and forth as Shawn continued to pound her asshole with his cock. Sue and Wesley lay there for a while and zoned out of consciousness as they rocked.
"Get up and take a shower you two. You're fucking filthy." Roy's booming voice jolted the sexually-exhausted boy and woman awake. Sue rolled off of Wesley and groaned.
The first thing Wesley saw out of his one good eye was Roy's face sneering at him in disgust. The boy looked down at himself. He knew he must look sickening, covered from face to knees in cum, precum, and spit. He probably had four or five loads spread out across his body.
"Son, you fucked my wife without my say-so. Sue's mine. I took your money as payment. You're welcome to fuck her any time you want, just like anybody else. But you ask me first, and you pay me after, just like anybody else. If you got a problem with that, you just tell me. And bitch, clean the fucking carpet." With that, Sue's husband Roy went back downstairs to continue watching the game with his friends.
Wesley was angry and humiliated at the same time. He was angry because that money had been meant for the romantic dinner at the expensive restaurant he and Sue were supposed to be going to tonight. He was humiliated because his first love, the person who took his virginity, his girlfriend, was apparently not much better than a fucking prostitute.
The boy followed Sue's sweaty form into her shower. A nearby clock proclaimed it 11 p.m. somehow. The two didn't speak or look at each other as they got in and turned the water on. After cleaning themselves for a bit and getting the outer layer of grime, sweat, and sperm off themselves, they both started to enjoy the shower. Wesley gave Sue's body a sidelong glance, and remembered why she had been his dream-woman for his masturbatory lifetime. Sue reached down to wash her knees and ankles, and her round ass pressed against the shower wall and bulged slightly. Her breasts swung back and forth as she scrubbed. Wesley's cock began to grow.
