The Hills Have Thighs - Part 1 - Sex Stories

The Hills Have Thighs - Part 1

... to her lips after unscrewing the cap, and began pouring it into her waiting mouth. Over a couple of minutes I gave her a few shots, giving her small breaks in between. She took it well, I'll give her that. But after feeding her another several I was ready for more. I stood and went to fetch Amy. Dianne watched as I dragged her daughter from the car and placed her in the second chair. I gave her the same threat, before starting to pour the last third of the bottle down the neck of the daughter. She coughed, the hard liqour burning her juvenile throat, but I didn't let up until she'd finished the job. Tossing the bottle away, I took a step back and looked at the girls in front of me. Two gorgeous specimens, one already a woman and one soon to be another. And she would soon be more drunk than she'd likely ever been. But this is only the beginning. I have a great many plans for this innocent little cutie. I strode over to Dianne, lowering my pants and straddling the chair. "You better give the blowjob of your life, slut. Same rules apply, you suck or you bleed." She gulped, and hesitated. But a quick slap to the face got her moving again. She lurched forward and locked her lips around my swollen cock. I groaned in bliss as she began pumping her head back and forth, heeding my warning and giving it all that she had. Her tongue worked its way around the tip, before circling underneath as she forced the head of my cock deep into her throat. She began jacking off my cock with her ...

... gaping esophagus, only stopping to take quick gasps of air. When I grew bored of even her best efforts, I took her head in my hands and gave the mother a little extra help. Her daughter watched her the whole time, tears pouring down her cheeks as she watched her mother being sexually assaulted next to her. But Dianne continued to take my threats to heart by working her tongue around the tip of my cock and her fingers on my balls, to encourage my engorged member to spurt its filthy cum between her lips. I leased a loud roar as I fired several wads of white into Dianne's gaping mouth. I kept jacking off, milking the head of my cock to force yet more semen onto Dianne's outstretched tongue. When I was spent, she immediately swallowed before dropping back into her seat and bursting into tears. I cleaned up with another towel, before returning to the seats to find the girls deteriorating fast. Dianne was holding up, but Amy being unused to such hard drink was looking ropy. Her eyes were red and unfocused, and she swayed in her seat as she sat. A cute hiccup escaped her lips, as her eyes began to droop. Carefully I untied Dianne from her bonds. Still sobbing, she rubbed her sore wrists and ankles, before curling into a ball on the chair. I grabbed her by the hair and forced her to her feet. "Oh no you don't, bitch, you're not done. Amy here has been all left out." Comprehension dawned on Dianne's intoxicated face, and her eyes opened wide in alarm. I laughed, before setting her down ...