"Spank me master. Spank me!" Her mother screamed out, oblivious to her daughter's presence.
And the man did. And he spanked her hard with the sound of hand on bottom flesh reverberated around the room. Alice had all the while been focusing on her mother but now looked to see who the man was. Unfortunately for her, his face was totally obscured by her mother. He was faceless, although his cock almost certainly was not. Alice looked at it. It was huge. She still may have been a virgin and had never seen a man's cock before, but even she could tell that this was big. Very big. It must a been at least 10-11 inches long although she could not be sure since it kept on disappearing up her mother's bottom.
"Oh Master, that is so good! Oh Master, I am cumming, I am cumming… Oh!!!"
As her mother came, Alice, distraught and disgusted by what she had just witnessed, silently moved away from the door, tears now streaming down her cheeks and hurried outside, still convinced neither her mother nor her lover had seen her…
She was wrong.
Although the General never got to see Alice's face, he knew who it was standing at the doorway. You see when the poor girl had foolishly opened the door to get a better view, the General was able to see past Debbie and note that someone was standing there, although much of her, including her, face remained hidden. At first he had thought it was Debbie's husband, but then he recalled he had only sent him to Iraq a couple of days ago and was not due to return until the end of the week. And when he saw part of a grey pleated skirt and white shirt, he put two and two together and got Alice. Her presence of course did nothing to stop him from fucking her mother. Indeed it actually spurred him on, forcing him to fuck her even harder and the presence of the teenage daughter as he fucked the mother appealed to this sick man's worst instincts.
Of course by the time he came in Debbie's arse, he could see that Alice had gone. He rightly assumed that she was too shocked to stay and confront them.
Now this of course presented the General with a potentially sticky dilemma: tell the mother in order that she stop Alice from telling the father? However, if he told Debbie that her daughter knew that she was a whore, she may be so overcome with guilt that she might stop being his fuck toy. The alternative was to keep quiet in the hope that the daughter was too shocked to tell either the mother or the father and he could go on happily fucking Debbie.
As he got dressed and pondered his dilemma, he noticed a picture of Alice on her mother's dresser. Being Debbie's Godfather, he of course knew Alice, not particularly well; indeed they had not seen each other properly for at least three years. And he had always remembered her as a rather nondescript, spotty little teenager, nothing like the beautiful mother. However on picking up the picture he immediately noticed that things had clearly changed. For the better.
For staring up at him was a beautiful teenage girl, not the spotty adolescent of a few years ago. The picture must have been taken on holiday for Alice was wearing a red bikini. She was at the beach, standing next to her mother, who was also wearing a bikini. The outfit naturally did nothing to hide her lovely teenage body. Her breasts, even at this tender young age, were big. They seemed slightly smaller than her mother's, but still must have been at least a 34-D. She had a perfect flat tummy and slender hips which flared out to a lovely petit little bottom. Her face was beautiful. She had an angelic face, with long blonde hair. And the spots were now all gone, replaced by that lovely girly beauty which so appealed to an old lecherous man like the General. The only geeky reminder of past times was the glasses that she was wearing which looked out of place next to the skimpy sexy outfit. However this did not prevent the familiar feeling of arousal being stirred inside the General. And as he looked at Alice, he began to change his plans, rather than go on the defensive and work out a way to prevent the mother from finding out about what her daughter knew, he would go on the attack and ensnare the young teenager daughter into his dark depraved web…
Two days later…
Alice, as she normally did every Thursday morning, got ready for school. Alice was 18 years old and in her last year at school. She was an exceptionally bright student who was due to attend Oxford university to read law.
She had, as the General had hoped, not confronted her mother with what she had seen. She feared that the consequences of revealing her terrible secret might end up leading to her parents getting divorced, something she desperately wanted to avoid. But at the same time, she did want to stop her mother from being unfaithful to her father. But that of course would mean telling her mother all she knew. And if she did that, might her mother leave them for her new lover?
And the other thing that kept on nagging away in poor Alice's mind was that cock and how it had fucked her mother's arse. Alice did not know such a thing was possible, that a woman would ever allow a man to enter her in such a horrible, disgusting way. Alice was deeply religious, just as she had thought her mother was, and the only sex she had ever envisaged having was when a man entered a woman's vagina and for Alice this would only ever happen when she was married. But for a woman to allow a man to enter her bottom? Why, that was evil beyond belief.
And Alice should have felt a sense of revulsion, but strangely she did not. Instead her mind was filled with images of that enormous cock sliding in and out that bottom, and she could not help but wonder what it would be like if that same cock was fucking her bottom, treating her like a whore and a slut. And whenever she had these terrible thoughts, she desperately tried to put them out of her mind, but try as she might, she could not. And then she would notice how wet her pussy had become…
As Alice put on her glasses and looked at herself in the mirror, despite her dowdy look, she could see that she was beautiful. She never wanted to dress in a way that accentuated her beauty. Indeed she did as much as possible to hide the fact that she was a stunner. You see even at this young age Alice was quite the feminist and was a firm believer in women's rights and their fight to be taken seriously in a male dominated world. It was Alice's strong belief that dressing up in a way that pleased a man was demeaning. As such, she always dressed in a way that made her feel comfortable, rather than what would please the opposite sex. (The one exception was the time when she was forced by her mother to wear a bikini - she had protested but her mother had insisted and had then taken a picture of her to prove to Alice that it could be nice to dress up every now and again. Little did her mother know what the fateful consequences of that picture would be.) When dressing for school she always wore long flowing skirts, a baggy shirt and jumper. And unlike most girls of her age, she had absolutely no interest in boys, she was more interested in academia, her violin and God. She had no time for playing around with the opposite sex and her sexual experiences with men was restricted to a kiss with a boy after the church disco, something which she bitterly regretted afterwards. However recently, she had got rather close to her best friend Louise…
As she completed her outfit by putting on a pair of flat black shoes, Alice was convinced that she was now old and mature enough to handle this crisis by herself and to bring about a satisfactory conclusion. A young teenager she might have been, but she felt, with some justification, that being exceptionally bright would mean that she could handle this potential disaster.
As she pondered how to deal with things, the man who was responsible for bringing about her mother's downfall, and who was now planning a similar operation of attack against the daughter, just so happened to be standing outside her home, ready to knock on the door and prepare his onslaught…
Freddie Jackson, a General in the British Armed Forces, already knew that Alice had yet to reveal her dark secret to the mother. He knew this because only yesterday he had fucked the mother while Alice had been at school. The fact that Debbie had allowed this, and mentioned nothing was wrong, told him all he needed to know. And the General was very keen to keep things in this happy state because he so enjoyed fucking the mother.
After Debbie had been fucked by the three black men at the Ambassador's party, the General had decided that he now wanted her for himself. He had fulfilled his side of the bargain by allowing the Ambassador to fuck her first, but now he was entitled to enjoy this 36 year old beauty. And no complex plan was needed to get her into bed. One afternoon he arrived at Debbie's home when he knew she would be alone. Debbie initially thought it was a social call but that was until the General showed her irrefutable proof that she was a whore - pictures of her being abused in the dungeon. She protested her innocence and pleaded for the General to go easy on her. The General instead raped her there and then. She was flung on to her marital bed, her legs forced wide open, dress lifted up and then the General forced himself down on her. She of course screamed and pleaded for him to stop. He instead just ripped open the bodice of her dress to reveal her naked bouncing tits. He then took his giant cock out and forced his way into her pussy. Despite her screams of protest, the General immediately noticed how wet her pussy had become, and the ease with which he could force his way in. As he took her, he took great delight in watching her big tits shake up and down with each of his violent thrusts and watching her tear strewn face look up at him with those pleading begging eyes and her mouth open in a constant state of shock. And it was not long before those screams of protest gave way to howls of delight as the whore's natural instincts took over and she came as the General raped her.
After that, Debbie was his. Once he had finished raping her pussy, he immediately ordered her on all fours and raped her bottom. Her virgin bottom. She of course begged him to take her pussy, but he ignored her pitiful howls of protest and happily thrust away in the tight confines of her arse, savouring how her virgin bottom clung to his big dick. Poor Debbie understandably found this humiliating for there she was, on all fours, on the bed she shared with her husband with this brute of man, a man she had previously trusted and respected, raping her bottom. However this was not even the most humiliating part of the proceedings. It was when the phone went and the General forced her to answer it, even thought his cock was still up her arse that was particularly galling to the young housewife. For calling her was none other than her husband. The man she had promised to be faithful to. Debbie was then forced to maintain a conversation with the man she loved whilst she allowed another man to fuck her in the @ss. The sound of the General thrusting into her bottom and him spanking her tender cheeks did not go unnoticed by her husband who immediately enquired what the noise was. She told him that it was the TV and that she was so out of breath following her early morning run. Luckily for her it worked for, a few seconds after she hung up, she screamed as she came like she had never cum before. The combination of committing adultery whilst talking to her husband was all too much for her.
