Here's the concluding chapter.
Beware: Contains BDSM and incest.
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By the time I had finished taking photos of my shameless girlfriend, Janice, she had come down from her violent and exhibitionistic cum. I asked her son, Matt, to bring two larger dildos from her toy drawer. He pulled his dick from his mother's grasping hand and went to her bondage stash. While he was gone, I undid her other wrist cuff from the chair. Janice couldn't help stealing glances at her neighbor, Gus, whose wad was slowly running down his windowpane, dividing into separate, greasy rivulets. The lurid sight of his off-yellow cum only added to the depth of her humiliation.
Matt returned with separate vaginal and anal dildos, both of them more imposing in length and girth than the double dildo. I reached under the slut's armpits and raised the limp sub off the double dildo, the oblique angle torturing the base of her breasts, which were still encased between the chair slats.
Matt ripped away the double dildo that had been taped to the seat, coated the new anal dildo with fresh "lube" and pushed both toys into her gaping holes. I set her back down on the chair and nodded to him. I pulled back on his mother's shoulders, mashing her swollen, cropped tits into a horizontal angle so I could force them out of the slot in the chair. She whimpered in pain as the bruised skin and newly swollen tits scraped through the wood slats.
"Stand up," I ordered. She obeyed unsteadily and I turned around the chair. "Sit." She did so, no longer reversed on the chair, but still facing us, her incredible MILF body coated with oil, cum, sweat and whip marks, a bad mother willingly accepting pain and servitude from her master and the hot son she'd been shamelessly lusting after. The black leather shoelaces, still hanging from her nipples and pulled upward from her clit, were incredibly depraved and humiliating. I told Matt that he could unclench the straps of her mouth gag. I plucked the bit from her mouth, which now had work to do.
"Please," she croaked hoarsely, pointing to her highball glass. I threw in some ice cubes and slopped in more vodka, which she drank thirstily -- without the straw. I pushed down on her shoulders and pushed the dildos all the way up into her cunt and ass. She licked her lips, but I couldn't tell if that action was in response to the vodka, the bigger dildos filling her holes, or both.
After so many minutes of shafting her son's thick member with one hand, she was eager to go down on him. I stripped and she went to work, giving head to the cocks of the two men she loved, alternating between us. With Gus still watching, she licked, shafted and sucked Matt's prick with as much enthusiasm as she did mine. I took plenty of photos of the degenerate mother's long tongue and meaty lips blowing her son's young cock. His prick was about an inch wider than mine, whereas mine was a couple of inches longer. So Janice had her variety.
She loved cock as much as she was a submissive cum, anal and pain slut, and an exhibitionist. Besides being the prettiest, hottest and most sensuous by far of any woman I'd had, she was also the absolutely best cocksucker, the most submissive and the most anal. And although her entire head was quite small in size, her mouth was the widest, and her lips the thickest, of any woman who'd ever gone down on me. Janice was indeed the whole package.
Matt picked up the shoelaces and controlled her movements by pulling on her leashed nipples. She was in dreamland, having taken her well-deserved breast torture, dual whipping and even allowed to cum multiple times. Now she was intent on proving that she could simultaneously service the cocks of her two guys way better than anyone had done for them ever before.
First Matt rubbed his cock across her sweaty forehead, leaving a glistening trail of pre-cum so copious that it dripped off her thick eyebrows onto her cheeks. Then her son smeared his thick dick across her cheeks and nose. I quickly took a couple of excellent photos, her sensuous face glistening with her son's fluid. But she wanted his prick so much she grabbed it and began noisily and enthusiastically licking the prominent glans and shaft. She swiped her hand across her forehead and used the pre-cum to begin shafting my member. As she began sucking her son's cock, she wished she had four hands, so she could caress his balls and, for the first time, put a finger in his ass while she blew Matt and pumped on me.
Naturally, Matt couldn't take much of her phenomenal cocksucking. No high school girl had ever gone down on him like his mother was doing. He had planned to cum in her mouth, but Janice must have wanted to give us a debasing facial show, so as Matt was about to spurt, she pulled her mouth off his shaft and aimed it for a cum bath. He shot a huge load diagonally across her black hair. That first spurt lasted a few seconds. She immediately lowered the angle of his cock so the second wad splattered across her forehead, mixing with the residue of his pre-cum. Janice directed his third shot to the center of her face and it sprayed onto the bridge of her nose, splattering onto her cheeks and chin. His fourth blast hosed her right tit and his last charge exploded on her other tit. I'd never seen such a gross, dense volume or such lengthy ejaculations except in porn movies. She dove back onto his cock, deep-throating it to take the last several, smaller emissions, before releasing his dick, licking her coated thick lips with gusto.
After the deluge, Matt staggered back and sat on the edge of the kitchen table, enjoying the sight of his cum-splattered, slutty mother going to work on my dick. His huge discharge flowed off her face onto my cock, adding lube. With her accomplished deep-throating and noisy sucking, it didn't take long. When I started to shoot, she trained my cock so that it inundated her face and tits with another thick layer of hot spunk, taking my final spurts in her mouth. It wasn't the flood with which Matt inundated her, but it was plenty. I pulled out and collapsed in a kitchen chair until I remembered that it was time to use the camera again.
After I made the lurid shots, Matt and I stared at Janice, our personal bukkake sub, as two loads of our cum streamed off her eyebrows, nose and chin, dripping to her tits. We were fascinated by thick streams flowing across her aureola, gathering around her imprisoned and grossly swollen nipples, dropping down the hanging black shoelaces and dripping onto her striped thighs. We watched as gobs of mingled spooge slid down her belly and across her shaved mons to coat her bound, engorged clit, streamed down the leather shoelace that squeezed it and oozed into the slit between her dusky labia.
