Mother's Owner # 12
by Paladin
Mr. Williams was trying to forget Greg's eyes on his ass. It was distracting,
after all he was where he had wanted to be for soo long. Now .. now he couldn't
enjoy it..
Williams thought as he looked up and
did not see the black buck in the door way grinning at his every stroke.
Then Mr. Williams saw the black dick before his eyes. He almost lost his woodie
till it went lower and came to rest behind the raised hair of his former lover.
A black hand had raised O's head to meet the black cock again.
"Come on Misses.... Lick the dick time again... You'll got's to get into doing
more than one old fucker at a time... Specially old bastards like this un. He
probably take a whole minute to get his nut." Greg announced as he sat down in a
kitchen chair before the apprentice sucker. (Man should make himself comfortable
while he is teaching a bitch .. shouldn't he??)
Mr. Williams went on, despite the distraction of O servicing Greg at her other
end, shakily till he got his nut. It was a good one but not the best cum..
As soon as he withdrew from O rectum Vi demanded,
"OK perv... Now go get more money if you want to use the bitch.. again.. Or else
stay home and fuck your old tired home bitch."
He withdrew a his slimy dick.. and sought to quickly stuff it away before the
black would see its smallish size..
"Come on man I know's you old folks got lots of money... Pay the girl and the
bitch'll do you again... Fast as you can get it up I see she do you..." Greg
informed the shrinking fucker. "Aw man don't go way... Just go get more long
green." Greg chided the old man.
Mr. Williams slunk out the back door without a word. he resolved. Meanwhile he would go to his favorite bar.
There he would be a big man... He just ass fucked a bitch... No need to tell um
about the $$..
O was mouthing Greg for the fourth or so time when...
Knock..... Knock...
"Olive...... Olive dear.... "
Startled O looked up but the black paw in the back of her head caused her to
continue with the servicing..
Violet went to the door and smiling thought, as her eyes beheld an older woman..
"She is busy right now Mrs. Williams.. But you come on in... I'm sure she would
love to see you .. when she's done."
Martha Williams was old. She had the thick waist and wore those hangey down
shapeless dresses... so you couldn't tell what else was there underneath.
She stepped into the kitchen smiling at the young woman and looked around. Her
smile turned to a frown and then a look of absolute horror...
Martha's brain began to register. She was
flabbergasted... Right in her neighbors kitchen?? Before little Violet's eyes?
Slam..... The door closed behind her and Vi informed her...
"I'm sure that mother will be done with the fucker in a couple of minutes...
Would you like coffee or he could do you... That is what you came for...isn't
it. You want a turn... Wouldn't you?? Greg here seems to be able to get it up in
no time... Or could you want a turn with MUMSEY... I really don't know which way
you swing... Which way is it.... you old bitch..."
Martha sought to slink away from the sight she had only recently comprehended...
Sliding along the wall she was almost to the door when the black man looked up
and smiled at her. He said,
"Sure nuff. I gots lots more in my nuts for you... Just get your dress off and I
be with you in no time at'l. Her mouth be getting real educated...now."
Martha whirled around but saw the kitchen door blocked by the smiling Vi. She
turned again and sought to exit out to the living room. Another girl, Lonia was
there, blocking that exit...
"Oh we have a guest." Lonia said. "Did you come to suck the black wennie....or
are you a lezzie come for her services??"
Martha horrified and distort froze. She let herself be sat down in a kitchen
chair by the two girls. She strove to be as far away from the nude coupling
couple as she could, but she needed the support of the chair. Her legs would not
hold her up. Vi pulled up her hair reaching behind her as Lonia held her two
arms rigid at her sides.
She felt her dress loosen and she tried to turn around but Lonia would not let
her.
"Just relax bitch... Or I'll have Greg here plow you a whole new ass hole...
When he is done with her.." Lonia said stairing in her eyes.
Horrified Martha slunk down into the chair, and tried to oppose the lowering of
her dress and bra by turning and wiggling. She looked down and saw her mammarys
were out already. Lonia shifted her hold and then the tugging down of her
garments went quickly. She found all her precious covering cloth, was now below
her thick waist and going down further. She tried to keep her ass down hard on
the chair, and thus retain some of her covering cloth.
She felt a pressure on her breast. Looked down she saw a black hand manipulating
her right mammary. She turned away and tried to get up and away.. Then she felt
the cloth coverings, she had so sought to keep, slip down past her hips to her
crotch and legs all this at the hands of little Violet and the other girl. Then
while her panties disappeared down her legs she heard.
"Would you look at this old tit?? I bet it was something bout 20 years before."
Greg observed with his examination of the shriveled old mammary. He was rolling
it around the wrinkled old chest, like a prospective buyer.. with a cantaloupe.
Martha horrified, tried to twist her breast from the black hand. Greg squeezed
and did some twisting of his own. She stopped immediately with a little cry of
pain.
"OOOO Ple...I nee... Pleas... I ha..." Martha finally found her tongue and
sought to make her will to leave known.
"AW now don't go getting uppity... Mrsses... I'se just trying to be friendly."
another half twist and the old woman sat down hard and started to cry.." Now
don't be soo touchy. Lookie here. This bitch love to have me play with her tits
don't ya bitch?" Greg asked as he diddled O's left ringed tit.
Olive, who had up till then sought to keep her face down in the black crotch,
was forced, by a hand in her hair, to lift up and see the now naked Martha..
Horrified O kept her eyes down after the initial vision of the now naked old
bag. She reluctantly offered,
"Yes sir I like you to play with my..... tits." O finally spit out.
Martha looked down at the naked woman who had till then appeared like a normal
neighbor. Something sparkling and green caught her eye. She starred and her
mouth flew open...
Martha
thought,
Martha tried to rise up again, but well, Greg's hold on her tit did not allow
her to. She sought to reach her hands to the now aching mammary, but Lonia's
hold on her arms did not allow this either...
She was the prisoner of these people... She had come over looking for that
Bastard Angelo and... she thought < The bastards hand hurts. Doesn't he
know a womans breast... OWWOWWW...>
"Now take O to her place, Vi. While Greg and I get this old bitch all fitted out
for her first black dick..." Lonia ordered. "Now come along dearie and the nice
boogie 'll do your pussy soo nice you'll never want any white meat near it
again. You did want a straight fuck dear.... Or should he do your ass hole??"
Vi's handful of O's hair caused her to crawl over to her corner.
Then she demanded,
"Position bitch."
O rose from her knees to a squat with her knees wide open and her hands went
behind her back. As if in a dream, she watched, the black man, she had been
sucking for the last hour, and Lonia lift Martha to her feet.
A little scuffling insued but finally Martha was positioned belly down, over the
hassock, where she herself had been a short while ago. The strap around it and
her waist held her trapped there.
Violet grabbed the gray hair and held it up.
"See the bitch there... Well You are going to be just like that soon... Now pay
attention to the posture..." Vi said as she reached out to the nipple rings on
her mothers breast. "Why I bet your tired old tits will look soo much better
when I ring you..."
Martha struggled to no avail. Her eyes perceived her neighbor quietly squatting
there nude with her... nipple... things...
She tried to lower her head and then she felt hands spreading her knees.
"NO NO I"LL give you money I'lll Do anything I'll" she started to plead...
Vi reached up to the sink and grabbed a dry sponge. She forced it all into the
Martha's pleading mouth, soap scum and all.
Martha felt knees between hers and then something metallic closed over her
trapped wrists. She tried to wiggle like a netted flounder, off the hassock.
Then she felt a hand spread her labia and something warm and greasy rubbing her
perineum..
"OAOAHFDHSOPDMDFHAU" Martha tried to object but stiffened when she heard...
"Old bitch like this and she be wet like a mother... Be some hot pussy here."
Greg informed all the women present. A tittering of the females informed her
that her secrete was out before the whole world. "Yea a old Peter can always
tell. Hot bitch like this wants it straight down the hole first time... she see
him. Then we see how tight she be... You'll find any money in her things. I
don't want to waste my nuts on just any poor bitch with a hot hole."
Martha went limp.
She felt the black dick sliding through her labia to the mouth of her vagina.
There the size of the thing stopped it.
"Come on Mrsses... Open up for old Peter here. He be a knocking and he going to
come in... You just relax and he go easy on ya. We all knows you want his old
black hide in that nasty ass pussy of your'n. You don't have to play, cold cunt,
here no more. Just relax and let me fly you'll to the moon."
Martha shuttered and tried again to lower her head. She twisted and squirmed
hoping to...
"That be good Mrsses... He like a fighter... Be soo much better when you gives
him a moving target..." Greg taunted the trust up the nude old woman.
She felt it gain purchase in her vagina.. Her wiggling and his skill caused the
thing to snake its way deeper and deeper inside her. She gave up the fight. He
was in her. Their was nothing further she could do. She went limp.
"Aw yea... ya be a good bitch and I gives you the sweet part NOW!!!" Greg said
as he piled on old big Peter, with his whole massive upper body. Old Peter sunk
balls deep in her pussy hole.
Martha tried to rise up to get away but then she felt two small hands on her
nipples... She commenced to violently wiggle again.
She opened her eyes and saw little Violet handling her mammarys.
Martha's mind
started to overload. She started to hump back to match Greg's every thrust.
Then she felt those little hands pulling her nipples away from her breasts. She
looked down and saw the old skin stretching out in Vi's hand. She closed her
eyes again and concentrating on her humping...
Vi stuck her sholder under Martha's heaving chest, holding her up. Thus
obscuring the proceedings from the woman's eyes. She positioned her tool on the
right nipple and squeezed.. She all ready had the large gold hoop rings to
decorate these old tits.
SNAP....... SNAP...
It took a second for the burning pain to register, but by then she had a second
wounded tit to contend with... Martha's nipples were on fire...
Her attempts at vocal complaint went unheeded.. Movement only caused more
pain...
Vi worked quickly and had both the newly opened holes stuffed with large gold
rings from her own costume jewelry collection in no time. She backed away and
held the rings stretched from the winded nipples thus allowing Martha to observe
her now ringed tits...
