Val and Bridget’s prdeal, part 5, finale (non consent, mother, daughter)

Max took her hips in his hands again and slowly eased her off his cock. Her ass was still so tight that it held onto his cock and made the withdrawal almost as difficult as the insertion had been. His glans finally popped out of her and the mixture of all her juices and his two loads oozed very slowly between her reddened cheeks.

“You’re going to have to take a shower, sweetheart. You can’t go around all sweaty and sticky and with my jism running down your legs.” Max said.

“But I wanna do it again!” she protested, standing beside the bed. Max rolled to his feet and stood next to her, his cock jutting up proudly from between his sticky thighs.

“Well, maybe we can shower together.” He said it with such a straight face that it took her a moment to get it. Then that glorious smile returned and she became coy.

“Conserve water, too.” she nodded. She took his hand and led him towards the bathroom.

Of course, in the process of soaping each other up, the predictable happened. She bent at the waist at one point and stuffed his massive cock into her mouth. When his cock was shiny with her spit, he lifted her. With her arms and legs around him, his hands cupping her ass cheeks, he leaned against the tile in the shower, under the spraying water, powering his dick up into her recemtly devirginized cunt. He kept hold of her ass and helped her lever herself up and down on his massively erect cock. It was easier getting into her this time, but she was still damned tight.

As she worked herself on his stiff cock, he rubbed her rectum with a fingertip and then prodded it slowly inside. Bridget went a little crazy, first protesting that it was too sore, and then growling and sinking her teeth into his upper arm.

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Under the bed, Val found her ex husband’s hockey skates. He had left them there, and never picked them up when they divorced. The edges of these skates should be sharp enough to cut with. It took her another agonizing ten minutes to wedge them securely in place, working with her hands tied behind her, and tied to her feet as well, and get turned around to where she could get her tied hands on either side of the blade.

Another five minutes and her hands were finally free. She ripped the gag from between her teeth and pulled her wadded up panties from her mouth, flinging them to the floor. A few moments later, her legs were free. She rolled to her feet, and made her way quietly to the door, pressing her ear against it, listening. Nothing. She opened as quietly as she could, and stood in the doorway, listening again.

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Max couldn’t maintain his position for very long. Leaving the shower running, he carried her into the bedroom and laid her back on the bed. She lifted her legs high and wide, holding her ankles in her hands and opening herself to him. She felt wanton, eager and very horny as she presnted herself for him, spread open and ready for more fucking. He quickly did so, driving his cock in, taking her in one hard push, stuffing her like a Christmas turkey as Bridget’s squeals, cries and groans of pleasure filled the bedroom. The harder he pumped, the more she liked it. About 10 minutes of that – and feeling her cunt muscles spasm around his big cock as she came – and he was shooting inside her again. He managed to collapse beside her on the bed. She had the presence of mind to arise, turn off the hower and bring some towels to the bed. Max felt her mouth on his huge cock.

He opened his eyes and saw her watching his face as she tried to restore rigidity to her new toy. He also saw her rubbing her drooling little cunt and pushing a finger into her pussy. His dick began to respond, and she smiled around the growing shaft within her stretching lips.

She mounted him again, eagerly. “You know,” she said, “I don’t think I can get enough of this cumming and fucking.” Her eyes closed in satisfaction as she slid down onto his reawakened cock and began pumping.

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She could hear them. She could hear the steady chuff, chuff sound that expensive bedding makes when it was being fucked on. She could hear her daughter moaning; hear the man’s grunts as he raped her. She had to get past the door to the master suite in order to get downstairs. She was just outside the doorway to the master suite when she heard her daughter’s voice. She sounded ok, but then Val heard the words her daughter was saying; “You know, I don’t think I can get enough of this cumming and fucking.”

Val was thunderstruck, the words hitting her like body blows from a boxer. Her forced pleasure as he raped her returned, her face flaming anew. She’d been raped, and forced to enjoy it, when her body betrayed her. But Bridget sounded like she was welcoming his cock. Her sweet little innocent 18 year old daughter had gone from pure virgin to cock hungry slut. How did he turn her into a cock hungry slut? She crept slowly away from the door, tears streaming down her cheeks, and started down the stairs, moving slowly and carefully. There was a gun downstairs, and a phone. She planned on using them both.

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Max didn’t think he was going to cum again for about a day or two, no matter how good it felt inside her, but after a couple of minutes (and about a half-dozen of her orgasms), she said, “Would you please put your finger in there again?”

He moved his hand toward her pussy, and she shook her head. “No – in behind.”

He did as she asked and watched her face as she growled and humped her ass onto his finger until his palm was cradling her sweet cheeks. Bridget was writhing like a crazed person above him now. To his surprise, he felt his balls tightening – and then he was unexpectedly flooding her little cunt yet again.

There was a sharp cry caught in her throat, then the deepest, blackest lust he had seen on her face yet. The wetness was amazing. He moved back so that he could see his huge cock in her. It was fantastic. He slid it in and out, watching it move with ease and slick speed into her.

Bridget was bucking and writhing. Hot wet fluid spilled over his cock and he leaned over her to make sure that she was able to cum. He had to feel that cunt grab his cock before he came again; he just had to feel it.

He ran his hands down her legs and slung them over his shoulders. He settled his hands on her slim hips and thrust his lower body heavily forward, ramming his huge cock into the lust crazed Bridget to his balls, sheathing it deep in her belly. His plum sized cock head prodded her cervix heavily, forcing into her womb as his hard belly smacked into her swollen clit, and with an almost supersonic shriek, Bridget came again.

Her already tight pussy clamped down on his massive cock shaft, massaging the awesome length of it as she bucked and writhed under him, her breasts swelling as her orgasm thundered through her taut young body.

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The gun was cold in her fist as she moved silently up the stairs, her feet automatically avoiding the squeaky board in the seventh step. She could hear them in there, hear that son of a bitch fucking, no, raping her daughter. She could hear Bridget’s cries as she orgasmed on that bastard’s huge cock, could hear him grunting as he pumped his foul seed into Bridget’s womb. But not for long…

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Max groaned as his cock was worked over by Bridget’s hot, wet pussy, but somehow managed to keep from cumming himself. Gripping her hips, he started fucking her mercilessly, his heavy thrusts making her firm tits bounce and sway on her chest. Her arms lay loosely on the bed as he fucked her, her massive orgasm overwhelming her and driving her to the edge of unconsciousness.

As her orgasm receded, her hands slid down her attacker’s back and onto his ass cheeks. Her fingers dug into his skin as her lips sought his. She was rabid with lust, utterly lost to conscious thought beyond the fulfillment of the desperate sexual passions surging throughout her body.

Her tongue shot into Max’s mouth to meet his. Their bodies ground together furiously. His cock pumped down into her, jammed balls deep. He twisted his body, fell aside, and rolled over with her atop him. His hands jammed her buttocks down on his cock as he fucked up into his victim.

He rolled again, turning over on top of her. His hips slammed down into her, sending his cock ripping down her hot fuck channel. Their bodies, sweating in the heat, twisted and rolled together in a feverish sexual dance, the sound of their bellies slapping together loud in the room.

Bridget rolled atop him again, pushing herself upright. Her small hands lay flat on his powerful chest, and she began bouncing up and down on his hugely engorged cock. Her eyes closed and her back arched as she convulsed through a blinding orgasm.

She fell backwards, almost. He raised his legs and her back dropped against them, her shoulders and head curving back over the top of his knees and her hands dropping back onto the bed.

His hands slid up and down over the taut skin of her lush ripe breasts, and his fingers twisted her hard turgid nipples. He bounced on the bed, thrusting his cock up into her, sending her helpless body bouncing and flopping atop him, and adding to the force of his fuck-strokes into her taut belly.

His knees pulled back, shoving her forward onto his chest. His hands squeezed her hot buttocks again as she gasped and whimpered. He brought his ass up off the bed, driving his hefty cock into her, slicing between her pussy lips and pistoning into her cleft.

She pushed herself up again, her eyes wide and frantic as Max’s cock hammered up into her crotch with brutal speed and power. Each stroke brought a grunt of pleasure from her trembling lips, and she was there again, her orgasm smashing through her lush young body as Max power-fucked her. She fell back against his up-raised knees again, helpless in the grip of her orgasm.

His hands tightened around her waist and he jerked the Bridget up and down on his prick, using her as a full sized live fuck-doll, her cunt a hot, steamy furnace that gripped and sucked on his cock as he drove up into her.

“Oh God! Oh God! Oh God!” she gasped. Her crotch and buttocks slapped wetly down on him as he bounced her helplessly on his raging cock. Her fat tits jiggled and bounced on her chest, and her head lolled from side to side as his immense cock plundered her hot little cunt.

Then her back arched again and she slammed her drooling cunt down over Max’s straining cock. His cock forced its way through her cervix, ready to flood her womb. Her body went rigid and her breathing stopped. A massive orgasm rolled through her, starting deep in her pussy, then flooded like lava up into her belly and breasts, and to her brain. Her limbs twisted and jerked uncontrollably and her senses reeled.

Max howled as her cunt gripped tightly and mauled his rigid cock, he froze as his balls convulsed, he could feel the spunk streaking up his shaft, and the pleasure as his cock exploded, squirting wildly, hosing down her womb.

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What had that son of a bitch done to her daughter? What power did he have that could turn a violent rape into consensual sex? She didn’t know, but, by all that was holy, she was going to. The safety made a satisfying, oily little sound as she thumbed it off. She took the weapon in a two handed grip, just like she had been taught in the Police Academy all those years ago, drew a deep breath, and went in, fast and quiet, her bare feet soundless on the thick pile carpeting.

Bridget was on top of him, impaled on his cock, her head whipping back and forth as her orgasm thundered through her. He was rigidly bowed under her daughter, forcing his loathsome cock as deeply into her belly as he could get it, his head thrown back, the cords in his neck standing out as he rode out his own orgasm. His hands were full of Bridget’s breasts, kneading them like bread dough as his thumbs strummed her turgidly erect nipples. He breathed heavily through his mouth, his eyes squeezed shut as he enjoyed Bridget’s cunt convulsing on his huge cock.

She drifted silently up behind her daughter. The gun came up to just the right position, a couple of inches from the target.

BLAM!!

Move the gun a little to the other side,

BLAM!!

And one more shot, right between the destroyed balls.

BLAM!!

The shots were shockingly loud in the confines of the room. But the screams of the man were louder.

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Two police car skidded to a stop in front of the house. The four cops piled out of the cuisers, guns drawn. When the front door opened, they stopped and stared as Valerie appeared in the open door, naked as the day she was born, guiding her daughter, the girl wrapped in a frilly robe.

The officers could hear the screams plainly, now that the door was open. Two of them sprinted for the house, after Val told them that the rapist was the only one left in the house.

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“How do I list his wounds, Sarge?”

“Simple, Tommy my lad. Put down that the victim shot the perp three times, blowing his cock and balls to hell, and that the daughter, while drugged and in shock, flushed the remains down the toilet.”

He laughed, pleased with Val’s actions. “She took out his balls one at a time, I’d call it a .22 caliber vasectomy, then removed his weapon that he’d used on both of them with the 3rd shot. I think this is the creep that’s been on the loose, that serial rapist that forces in several states are looking for. His days as a rapist are done, that bastard will piss sittin’ down for the rest of his life.”

The End

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/iaurx3/val_and_bridgets_prdeal_part_5_finale_non_consent