Taen by Her Son's Bully

Author's Note: This is the fifth and final installment in this story. Sorry, it has been a while. I get inspiration to write when I get inspiration. I greatly appreciate all the positive feedback I have been getting. It hasn't been easy to write, but I thank you for being invested in it this long if you have read all the previous chapters.

I decided last minute to make this the last chapter. There are probably going to be spin-offs, as I already have several things in mind for a few. If there are, they will likely be one-off stories without continuation.

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Brad Thompson would have never guessed that he would have two hot lesbians worshiping his cock on the regular. Could Leslie and Emma even be labeled as that anymore? Well, Brad didn't care what the fuck they wanted to call themselves. They loved his cock and couldn't get enough of it and that's all that mattered to him.

Between the two women, his poor balls were being drained dry every day. Not that it seemed to matter. He always found the strength to get another load of cum out for his submissive little dick-craving dykes. He was never going to be one to complain about having too much sex with beautiful women.

Leslie was getting much better at blowjobs. She particularly went wild for anal sex, even now when she wasn't coked out of her mind. He had yet to fuck her cunt but that would be coming soon. He wanted to see how she would take his big cock deep in that tight little pussy of hers. She had said she'd used toys before in both holes but then gushed about how they did not compare to the real thing. Soon enough she would start to crave him in any hole he wanted to take.

Emma seemed a lot less defiant these days. He hoped she had finally learned that her place was on her knees paying homage to his big virile rod. She was such a wild cannon that he was waiting for her to blow. Had she fallen so far under his spell that her resistance was gone? He didn't quite buy it. But he had a backup plan in place should she decide to suddenly escalate the situation from 0 to 100, but he would rather not have to use it. He wanted to think by now that she was starting to care for him, whether she wanted to or not. They'd been having sex steadily for over a month now.

Work was over for the day so he made his way to Emma and Leslie's home. He had told his blonde bimbo slut to be ready and waiting for him sans clothes on the bed. He controlled Leslie's drug usage now and as much as he enjoyed fucking her while she was high out of her mind from cocaine he would rather she not become completely incompetent to him. She was much more useful as a doctor than an addict. She had been pilfering high-demand painkillers that were all the rage on the market right now for him without being caught like a good little angel. Sales were at an all-time high because of it.

As expected, he disabled the door alarm and walked into the house which he practically owned himself now. He came and went whenever he wanted, but they were being careful about when they slept together since Emma had yet to find out what he and Leslie had been up to behind her back.

But making their home his home just might be his next step because tonight was the night that sweet, perfect Emma would find him buried balls deep in her hot lesbo wife. She needed to find out sooner or later so why not tonight? It might seem like a selfish act on his part, but he eventually wanted them to be one big, happy family, children and all. To secure that, he needed Emma to be onboard with him fucking her wife whenever and however he wanted. Either way, she wouldn't have a choice but to accept it.

His cock was already hard just thinking about what Emma's reaction would be. He knew her well enough to know that she may or may not have an angry breakdown. But she would just have to get over it. They were all going to be together and they were all going to be content with the arrangement.

Brad went straight into the master bedroom to see sexy Leslie on the bed for him, naked and ready as he requested. She was so fucking hot. Blonde-haired and blue-eyed and oh so curvy, she was a beauty. Her tits were so huge, he just loved to watch them bounce as he pounded her anus with brute force. Today he was going to be diddling her somewhere else. It was time to complete her submission to him.

Spotting his erection, Leslie moved without hesitation to the end of the bed and undid his belt with ease, it was routine now. She took care not to harm him with his zipper as she undid it. He couldn't help but smile as she pushed his slacks down so they fell around his ankles. She looked eager as his erect cock bobbed free. He groaned as her lips immediately wrapped around the bulbous tip and she began the obligatory task of fellating him.

"Mmmm, fuck. Suck me, you dirty little dyke," Brad murmured, his toes curling as that hot wet mouth traveled up and down the full length of him. He knew she especially loved it when he called her derogatory names based on her sexual orientation. He had quickly discovered her favorite thing was to be humiliated in that way. And damned if it wasn't demeaning that she was supposed to be gay but here she was blowing and worshiping his dick with nothing but pure enjoyment.

Leslie moaned as she sucked him from base to tip, making pleasant slurping noises as she serviced him with expert precision. By now this was routine and she had come to get satisfaction from the way he responded to her when she blew him. She was turning into quite the promising cock-loving slut.

As much as Brad wanted to cum in her mouth, that was not going to be the case today. He wanted all his spunk to be deposited elsewhere. But that didn't mean he couldn't have fun while she was into it. So, he reached around Leslie's head and wrapped both of his hands into her long blonde locks, and began to fuck her mouth, his heavy balls slapping against her chin as he hammered that lovely throat of hers.

He felt the pleasure growing as he used her throat like the savage that he was. He felt so in control when he did this. Her gagging and choking noises just served to spur him on even more. It was invigorating. So much so that he had to force himself to stop. After a few moments when he felt the pleasure rising high, he reluctantly withdrew himself from her hungry maw.

Leslie seemed to understand that he was craving something else other than a blowjob. She lay on her back on the large king-sized bed and spread her legs wide, giving him a bird's-eye-view of her cunt and winking asshole. She bit her lower lip with anticipation as she watched her lover strip off the rest of his clothes, revealing his young, muscular body to her. Never in her life had she been attracted to a man, until Brad had come along and taught her differently.

Now Leslie surprisingly found herself craving his big dick so badly, similar to how she hungered for the cocaine. He felt so fucking good as deep as he could go in her asshole. The feel of his cum gushing into her was her favorite part. She wanted him to use her butthole as much as he wanted. The shame she felt about it was long gone now. Unlike her wife she had accepted her role as Brad's willing whore to be used and abused the moment he had first sunk to the hilt inside of her rectum. She would let him do whatever he wanted to her so long as she received pleasure from it.

She could only watch as her man crawled naked on the bed and his manly body covered hers. Her large tits crushed against his chest and she was surprised by a series of hungry kisses from him. She returned every one of them, threading her fingers into Brad's thick spiky black hair and moaning against his rough lips. It felt so different from kissing a woman, but she loved it.

She was panting like a bitch in heat as their series of deep, sloppy kisses broke. She was just asking to be fucked. Her pussy was soaked and that was good news for her, as she was surprised by what came next. She felt the angry purple tip of his cock head pushing against her cunt and slipping inside with surprising ease.

Leslie gasped as the tip penetrated her and threw her head back with a moan as more and more of that thick meaty shaft spread her pussy wide as it invaded her for the very first time. "Ohhhh, God." Half of him wasn't even in there and her hot velvety walls were already sucking him in further, greedy and wanting more of him inside. Experiencing this for the first time, she immediately wanted more. She had never had a real one inside of her quim, only toys. It felt better than she had ever expected it to. But since it was Brad this was unsurprising to her.

Her body was trembling by the time he was seated fully into her. She wondered what spurred this on, but at the moment she didn't care. She began rocking and gyrating her hips along the length of him, imploring him to not hold himself back, to fuck and break her pussy. She wanted the same treatment he had shown her asshole. Hard and deep, corrupt her and conquer her hole. He had already taken all of her other ones, so she wanted him to give this one a good and thorough introduction to his well-hung manhood.

"Fuck me, Daddy. Fuck my pussy! Make me yours! Fuck the lesbian out of me! I want that big dick to pound me!" she pleaded, her hips slapping against his thighs as she felt that recognizable pleasure building between her legs. He felt so fucking good, she never wanted him to stop.

Brad began to furiously fuck into his willing whore as she requested. Her pussy felt amazing. Hot, tight, and oh so wet. She was dripping as he ground into her, driving his strong spear into her again and again, impaling her as far as she could go on him. He lifted her leg over his shoulder to get a better angle, groaning as he continued to labor in her.

Leslie was in heaven. Her moans carried throughout the once quiet house as she was fucked just the way she wanted to be. She gasped as she was suddenly flipped over and she quickly moved so she was up on all fours for him, spreading her legs wide so he got a great view of her gaping, slippery pussy. She looked at him over her shoulder, licking her lips with excitement as she spied him getting back into position to resume their lovemaking.

Leslie loved that her velvety walls had already conformed to the shape of him and only him. It wasn't even that he was a man at this point, it was the dominance and the submission part of this all that turned her on and got her motor going. She loved nothing more than being a submissive dirty whore for anyone that wanted her to be, male or female. Maybe that was why she fell so fast and so hard. The young man behind her exuded dominance. She loved herself a confident, capable partner. Brad exceeded expectations in those ways.

She mewled with delight as that huge member penetrated her from behind. It was her favorite position and he knew it. They had fucked so many times that he knew her inside and out now, quite literally. What ways she liked to be taken, how hard and fast she craved it, how deep and raw. She didn't even care when she saw him taking out his phone and filming them, the thrill of being filmed just made it all the more delightful.

The filth and the depravity of it all, the forbidden aspect since he was a man and not a woman and she was supposed to be gay, that was what she coveted the most. She wanted, needed to be humiliated in this way. She had no idea why, but this young man pounding her from behind had a way of unlocking the deepest, darkest sides of her that no one else had ever brought out.

She threw her hips back as he continued to slam into her, his mighty spear penetrating deeper than any dildo ever had. He was so hot, so hard, so fucking incredible. Her pussy felt like it was being drilled by a log but the pain mixed with the pleasure was indescribable. She knew she wouldn't be able to go a single day without his supreme battering ram taking any of the holes it wanted to. Her pussy was the most taboo, so this was the most enjoyment she was feeling since they had first become star-crossed lovers.

She could hear his breath picking up and she recognized it as a sign that he was going to cum soon. "Cum in me! Make me yours! Fucking claim me, take me!" She begged, slamming her cunt back against him with increasing urgency. What was this going to feel like? It was going to be a new, exciting feeling. She imagined she would yearn for it going forward when they were done.

Brad's groans and grunts escalated to the point where he sounded like an animal. She knew he was so close and therefore refused to stop her frenzied rocking motions against his thighs. She purposefully was squeezing and milking his thrusting cock. She could feel the large tip of his penis kissing her cervix with each long pump. She hungered to feel him explode there, straight into her fertile womb.

She didn't have to wait long as Brad suddenly grabbed onto her hips tightly and shoved himself forward so hard she squealed as her face was slammed down into the pillow underneath her. Her whole body seized and trembled as she felt the familiar feeling of his cock swelling within her, growing hard as steel. And then his hot sticky cum was blasting into her, painting her insides pleasurably with his seed.

She had never had an orgasm as hard as she did at that moment. Her back bowed and her hips rocked as her hungry pussy greedily sucked out every drop that remained, draining his heavy balls dry. She was breathing hard as she felt him still erect within her. The feel of his boiling spunk spilling into her womb made her feel as if she was melting.

Once they both recovered, she slowly began moving her hips, encouraging him to fuck her more. Soon she was screaming in joy as that hard cock of her manly lover brutally jackhammered into her. She came within a few strokes, unable to get enough of his superior fuck meat.

Leslie wondered what it would feel like to have more than one man in her at the same time. She thought back to the time she had sucked five cocks and debating giving Scott a friendly visit. But would Brad allow that? She had to wonder. She hadn't cared about her sucking them off but things were different then. They hadn't established the relationship they were in now.

But she couldn't deny the thought of three cocks in her at once wasn't tempting. What would it be like to get gangbanged? Endless erotic gratification while being humiliated at the same time. She couldn't help but desire it. She was an ambitious woman and as the saying goes, sharing is caring.

Her thoughts of being sandwiched between a bunch of hot hunky men were interrupted as Brad was soon changing angles again, this time laying underneath her so she could climb on top and do all the work. She had no qualms with this and immediately began impaling herself from hilt to head on his large girth. She could feel him reaching far deep within her at this angle, and as per usual she couldn't get enough.

She slowed to a crawl to tease him, leaning forward to place a passionate kiss on his lips. Despite being an egotistical narcissistic asshole, the young man below her was such a good kisser and dutiful lover. She liked the closeness she felt with him when they locked lips. She felt like she could make out with him for hours.

What Leslie wasn't aware of, was how much time had gone by since they had begun fucking tonight. Brad was, as part of his diabolical plan tonight was for Emma to come home from her outing with friends to find the two of them fucking in her marital bed.

This would pave the way for him to move into their home so he could be in complete control of the two of them. Not only of their lives, but Eric's too, seeming as he knew their queer kid would come home at times from his fancy college to visit them. And when he had complete dominance established over all of them, that was when there was nothing they wouldn't do to please him. To refuse him would mean punishment beyond comprehension.

Twenty more minutes passed before the inevitable happened. Brad heard the front door open and Emma enter the house as he was playing with her wife's wonderful lush tits as she bounced, rocked, and gyrated on his still-hard cock buried deep in her sopping snatch. The poor girl was completely unaware of what was happening in the bed she sleeps every night in, but she would quickly find out, as their lovemaking had grown to be quite loud and vigorous by now.

Brad's thighs were coated with Leslie's juices, it was highly obvious that Emma's sweet supposedly lesbian wife was enjoying the feel of that dick that she was continuously slamming down on with growing exigency.

"I'm gonna cum on your cock!" Leslie cried out, moving faster and faster above him as she began to ride his manhood with the fury of a thousand suns.

"Yeah, that's right! Cum on that cock! Show me how much of a cock loving slut I've turned you into!" Brad called out, smacking Leslie's bouncing ass sharply. The timing couldn't have been more perfect! Any moment now, Emma was going to enter the room and flip her shit. It was going to be glorious! These were the moments in life that he lived for.

Leslie was screaming bloody murder as she came on his thick shaft pumping up into her like a well-oiled piston. Brad could feel her juices creaming him as Emma rushed into the room with a horrified look on her face.

Brad looked right into Emma's eyes and let out a series of loud groans as he held her sexy hot wife's hips tightly and came deep within her, firing his second messy load of the night straight past her cervix and into her highly receptive womb. His cum shot into her cunt in heavy bursts, and the pleasure he felt from giving her a creampie was divine.

Leslie's eyes were closed, her head thrown back and her back bowed as she frantically rolled her hips to hump his cock wildly so she could suck out every drop of her forbidden lover's orgasm. She then collapsed on him with a satisfied sigh. She was too lost in this special moment between the two of them to know that her wife was in the same room watching the lewd exchange happen right before her very eyes.

"I came so fucking deep," Brad murmured, a sadistic smile on his lips as he stared directly into Emma's furious eyes.

"So fucking deep, Daddy. It felt so fucking good. I never want you to stop fucking me," Leslie murmured, her eyes still closed with her head rested on Brad's chest, completely unaware of their voyeur.

Brad's smile was still plastered all over his lips. "Oh, I think that can be arranged. Emma is watching us, by the way."

Leslie's eyes shot wide open and she looked to the door to see her wife standing there, a terrified expression on her face. "Oh, Emma. I can explain!"

Brad laughed loudly, interrupting Emma who had opened her mouth to speak. "Oh, I think we are way past explaining. She knows what's going on. It's a very simple concept, isn't it Emma? You're an intelligent woman, I am sure you can figure it out. But I'll tell you anyway, for shits and giggles. A few weeks ago I visited your dear sweet Leslie at the hospital. I told her if she didn't agree to sexually service me whenever I wanted I was going to tell her boss and the police about her recent purchases of marijuana and cocaine, essentially ruining her perfect life and public image. Clearly, we came to an understanding, and now here we are today and like you, Emma, your slutty little lesbian wife has turned the tables and wants it bad now. Real bad. Maybe even more than you do a lot of the time."

Brad carefully dislodged Leslie from him and moved off the bed, standing before Emma with a triumphant grin on his face. "You had to know this was going to happen, Emma. That I'm going to control every aspect of your life. Your job, your wife, eventually your son. Speaking of which, I'm going to fuck you both until I put a baby in the two of you. Probably did that tonight to your wife if we're being honest. I came in her a lot. I was fucking her asshole for quite some time but then I decided what better way to establish my hold over her than taking her cunt. And as you can see she was very much on board with that concept."