It was Saturday afternoon, and as always, Amy was getting fucked in her own home by one of her son's bullies. This time she was getting pounded while being bent over the bathroom sink by Jeff.
As he fucked her from behind, he roughly held onto her hair and made her face the bathroom mirror.
"That's it." he said. "I want you to see the look on your face as you take my dick. Fucking take it!" he grunted as he slapped her on her shapely ass, the loud crack and sharp slap causing her to yelp out in pain amongst her chorus of moans.
Jeff closed his eyes and bit his lip in satisfaction as he enjoyed the sensation of her pussy clenching around his cock. He tightened his grip on her hair and pulled her closer to him. Amy was panting in pleasure as he mercilessly fucked her from behind.
This kind of depraved fucking had been par for the course over the last couple of weeks ever since the two neighborhood bullies, Tim and Jeff, had chosen Billy as their victim and blackmailed his mom into becoming their personal slave.
Even though both Tim and Jeff were fairly young, it was no secret that the two had dangerous connections to drug dealers, low-lifes and thugs.
So the arrangement? Simple. If Amy continues to service them any way they like, everything will be just fine and hunky dory. If she resists in any way, they'll continue to bully and beat the shit out of her wimpy son, Billy, and her equally wimpy husband George.
"Or worse." Jeff said, his ominous threat still ringing in Amy's head as she was getting fucked by the young punk.
The two bullies were often involved in violent crimes, and despite their reputation nobody ever dared to rat on them so of course they never got caught. As she was being fucked, Amy thought back and remembered that before coming to this arrangement, it wasn't out of the ordinary for Billy to come home covered in cuts and bruises, sobbing at the hands of the two bullies.
Everyone in the neighborhood feared them and in this case, this was doubly true for Amy's husband George. He had never been in a physical conflict in his life and the second Tim and Jeff showed aggression towards him he crumpled instantly. Even now, the image of Tim and Jeff holding a knife to Billy and George's throats was burned into Amy's mind. As they whimpered in fear the two bullies just laughed and mocked them for being such huge pussies.
"Like father, like son" as Jeff put it.
Of the two bullies, Tim was just a depraved and sleazy pervert with weird fetishes. He mostly went along with Jeff and enjoyed having a fucking hot MILF at his disposal. He would often force Amy to get him off by catering to his obscure fetishes, mainly involving her lingerie.
It was Jeff, the bully currently fucking her, who Amy was truly scared of. He had violent tendencies and loved fucking her rough.
As Jeff continued to grunt and groan as he fucked Amy she couldn't help but also remember getting fucked by the pair while her wimpy husband just looked on helplessly. Even though deep down she knew her husband was a passive wimp, Amy couldn't help but resent him for surrendering so easily to these two teenage boys.
In fact, much to George's shame, Amy had even caught George becoming physically aroused on multiple occasions whenever Tim and Jeff fucked her in front of him. The truth is that George was a bit of a cuckold and deep down didn't truly feel like he deserved Amy. He felt like he lucked out in marrying her and that she definitely settled in favour of being "safe".
There was some truth to this. Despite being somewhat promiscuous in her younger years, Amy's sex-life with George was sparse save for conceiving Billy, and practically non-existent after he was born. If George was lucky he might have gotten the occasional pity handjob on a special occasion.
Much to the delight of the two bullies, George's body often betrayed him as he watched his precious wife fucked by two dominant males in front of him. It just made it all the more hotter for them.
"Admit it," Jeff said, pulling Amy's hair back and forcing her head up from the sink. She was forced to lock eyes with his reflection as he wrapped his free hand around her throat and leaned in to her ear. "You like being fucked by a real big dick like this, don't you?"
Amy couldn't answer, of course, as Jeff tightened his grip and began to choke her. This was a depraved favourite of his, to watch the older woman struggle for breath and watch her face turn red as he fucked her. He loved the feeling of power as he controlled her breathing.
"A cunt like this is wasted on that fucking dick weasel of a husband of yours." He continued, but took a moment to enjoy the sensation of her pussy around his cock.
"Ah shit, your cunt gets tighter whenever I choke the fuck out of you." Jeff tightened his grip further and continued to pump away.
In addition to struggling for air, Amy's ears burned with shame as Jeff verbally degraded her using such crude language. As he continued to fuck her, the sound of his thighs roughly slapping against her ass filled the room. She knew that degrading her is what got Jeff off, that addressing a woman old enough to be his mother in that way is what made it all the more kinkier for him. And yet she was helpless, too terrified to resist.
If she wasn't so scared of him, punk kids like Tim and Jeff would never have had a shot at fucking a mature, married beauty like Amy. And yet, through blackmail and intimidation they had made her their own personal fuck pet.
What was worse was that as much as she hated the idea of it, Amy was a bit of a masochist. All her life people were always trying to get into her pants, to woo her, to wine and dine her - she was well aware of how attractive she was to the average man.
She was the type that was always the center of her circle of guy friends, the ones that pathetically tagged along for a shot at her and obeyed her every whim as long as she strung them along. The type of guys that if she got with them, wouldn't dare dream of referring to her vagina as a "cunt".
In short, she was used to being put up on a pedestal and people worshipping the ground she walked on.
What she wasn't used to was what was happening now - being degraded and fucked like a common slut. Here she was, being bent over a bathroom sink by someone half her age and being choked and fucked like she never had been before. In her lifetime she had turned down countless guys who were twice as good looking as Jeff, but the difference is she was never terrified of them.
And so Jeff continued to enjoy his own personal fuck slave, relishing in the fact that she was married and that his big cock was reaching places her husband's meagre penis never could. He took a perverse pleasure in the rough fucking that caused her to make sounds that no one else had ever elicited from her.
Her fear of Jeff and what he could do to her had made her completely submissive, even when she did pick a guy to sleep with, they never dared fuck her like this. Jeff's perverted nature and fuck sessions had awoken the masochist in her. No matter how depraved the sex got, Jeff never failed to make her come like crazy.
As these thoughts raced through her head, Jeff noticed her eyes begun to bulge as she struggled for breath. Any longer and her eyes would start to roll back in her head. Jeff held onto her hair and throat as he continued to pump away.
"Want some air?" He asked mockingly. Amy desperately tried to nod her head as she squealed out an affirmative sound.
"Want Daddy to let you breathe?" Jeff chuckled as he continued to pump away. Amy's eyes widened in shock at the idea of this younger bully referring to himself as her "daddy".
