What Mom Knows Fucks Her in Vegas - Sex Stories

What Mom Knows Fucks Her in Vegas

... said. “Let’s have Curtis fuck her and then she can walk down the aisle with cum leaking out of her cunt,” Miranda suggested. “Or ass,” Mom suggested. “Please no,” Brittany gasped as we talked about her as if she wasn’t there. “Do you want that video going viral, slut?” Ellie hissed her tone clearly don’t-you-dare-fuck-with-me. “S-s-sorry, Mistress,” Brittany stammered, clearly petrified by Ellie’s threat. “Pussy or ass, pussy or ass?” Ellie asked all sing-song. Miranda hiked up her dress, sat down on a couch and spread her legs, “Crawl to me, bride slut.” Brittany’s face was burning beet red with a mixture of humiliation and anger as she slowly obeyed the order, crawling awkwardly in her long dress. Reaching Miranda’s feet, Miranda slipped out of her heels and put her stocking-clad foot in Brittany’s mouth. Brittany tentatively sucked on Miranda’s toes as Ellie turned to Mom, “So now to collect my prize.” Mom blushed, but said, “Not so fast, Ellie.” “Not playing hard to submit, are we?” Ellie asked. “No, but I need to make something clear,” Mom said, sounding much stronger than I knew she really was. “You do, do you?” Ellie said, trying to keep control of the situation. “Yes...I...do,” Mom replied, stressing each word, controlling the inner turmoil she was feeling. “Well, I am all ears,” Ellie replied, clearly curious. “I am ready to leave Ted and move in with you, Mistress,” Mom began. Even Ellie was surprised by this news. She stammered, “Y-y-you are, y-y-you do.” “Yes, I ...

... have always loved you Ellie,” Mom admitted moving to Ellie. Ellie was flushed now. “I can’t believe it.” Mom kissed Ellie tenderly, my own cock begging for attention. Breaking the intimate moment, Miranda ordered, “Beg to eat my pussy, Brittany,” “Oh please don’t make me do this,” Brittany pleaded. Ellie said, “Ass it is since you don’t seem to be able to listen well. Curtis, go fuck the bride-to-be.” Horny as hell, but also intrigued by the conversation between Mom and Ellie, I was torn. Brittany begged Miranda, “Can I please lick your pussy Miranda.” “On your wedding day?” Miranda questioned. “Yes,” Brittany admitted, her face red with shame. “Lick away slut,” Miranda ordered. Brittany leaned forward and began licking her husband-to-be’s ex-girlfriend’s pussy. “Go fuck her,” Ellie ordered. Mom surprised Ellie, “But fuck Ellie first.” “Pardon me?” Ellie asked. Mom was firm as she said, “I will submit to you unconditionally, divorce Ted and move in with you, but you must understand that I love my son, Curtis and I are a package deal.” “There was never any mention of any conditions, to you submitting to me, you’re my bitch now is that clear?” Ellie threatened. Mom stood her ground, “will either you accept Curtis, or you go home empty handed.” “Why you bitch” Ellie stammered, glaring at my mother and then to me. Time seemed to stand still before she turned back to Mom, her tone clearly annoyed but not angry anymore. “Is that the only condition?” “Yes, Mistress,” Mom replied, ...