Chapter 4: Mom takes charge of Samantha
The sounds of laughter and clinking glasses filled the air as John, Amy, and their eighteen-year-old daughter, Samantha, sat in the living room. The soft glow of the lamps provided a warm and inviting atmosphere that made it easy for them to relax and unwind.
Amy's eyes went from her drink to John, who was smoking a cigarette. The smell was distinct, and she could feel her body crave the taste of the smoke. She never intended to become addicted to it, but she had started to enjoy the way it made her feel - both physically and emotionally.
The smell, the taste, the rush it gave her. It was intoxicating.
As John took another drag, she watched him, her body craved that cigarette. She reached for the pack and lit one up. The rush of smoke sooths her craving. But as she smokes she becomes horny. Her brain is linking cigarette with playtime.
Amy can't help but imagine John tying her up using the denim strap he uses from the pack, and running the stick of smoke between her lips while he dominates her. Her body trembles as the thoughts consume her.
Across the room, Samantha asks if she can have a cigarette too. No John says. You can only smoke if your masturbating or having sex.
That’s what John said as Samantha pouted, disappointed at his response. She watched in envy as her mother took slow, deep puffs of the cigarette, blowing a thick white cloud in the air.
And they continue to drink and smoke Amy grows increasingly horny. Her body is a mix of nicotine and lust. John can tell how horny Amy is by her hard nipples poking through her shirt.
John comes up with an idea. Let's all go up to the sex room. Amy, you can dominate Samantha tonight. Do whatever your heart desires. Tonight she is your slave. I will grab the camera and film the whole thing.
John smirked and winked at the two of them as he made his way to the sex room. Amy and Samantha looked at each other before sharing a long, sensual kiss.
They got up from the couch and made their way to the sex room. Amy's hand trailed along Samantha's body, squeezing her ass just hard enough to leave a red mark. Samantha gasped into Amy's mouth, her hands grabbing Amy's hips in response.
John stood inside the sex room, filming them as they approached him.
The walls of the room were lined with all sorts of sex toys, whips, chains, and handcuffs. In the center of the room was a large bed, adorned with red satin sheets. It was an erotic playground, where anything goes.
John grinned as he watched the excitement in Samantha's eyes, his fingers twitching around the camera as he contemplated all the dark, delicious things he was about to record.
"Alright, woman," he said, turning to Amy with a wicked glint in his eye. "She's all yours. Do whatever you want to her."
Amy licked her lips, her gaze sweeping over Samantha's body with a hunger that made the younger girl squirm.
"On your knees, Samantha," Amy growled, her voice low and commanding. "I'm in charge here. And you're going to do exactly what I say."
Samantha hesitated for just a moment before sinking to her knees on the plush red carpet. Her heart raced in her chest, her pussy growing wet as she looked up at Amy through her lashes.
"Yes, Mistress," she whispered, her voice trembling with a mixture of fear and excitement.
John turned off the camera and walked toward the bed, handing the cigarette to Amy. "Take it," he said, his voice husky. "She's all yours." He turns the camera back on.
Amy lit the cigarette and took a deep drag, the smoke curling around her lips as she exhaled a plume of smoke. Samantha, who was on her knees, naked and obedient.
"Get on the bed, on all fours," Amy commanded as she took another drag from the cigarette.
Samantha obliged, her legs spread wide on the red satin sheets.
Amy knelt behind her, her fingers grazing the soft skin of Samantha's ass. John angled the camera to capture every detail.
Amy's grip tightened on Samantha's hips, pulling her back against John as he inserted a thick dildo into her mouth. Amy could hear Samantha gagging around the toy as she took it deeper, her lips stretched tight around it.
She was such a good little slut, Amy thought to herself. Always so eager to please.
John's free hand moved up to Samantha's breast, kneading and squeezing the younger girl's flesh as she panted and moaned around the dildo. He knew what he was doing, and Amy loved how dirty he could be. She took another drag of her cigarette and blew a thick cloud of smoke into the air, watching as it floated lazily over Samantha's writhing body. But this wasn't about John tonight he is just there to record the fun.
He sits on the edge of the bed, the camera focused on Amy as she gracefully strokes the glistening dildo deeper into Samantha's mouth. Her eyes half closed, as she takes in the sight of her beautiful daughter, eagerly servicing her.
"Fuck!" John murmurs quietly as he watches Amy gag their daughter with the dildo.
She gagged and drooled uncontrollably around the rubber rod. Amy's grip on Samantha's head tightened as she fucked her face mercilessly, taking pleasure in the control she had over her daughter.
John watched, transfixed as the mother-daughter duo explored each other, Amy unyielding in her dominance, Samantha begging for more. The scene aroused him, his cock hard as stone in his pants. He pulled it out and started jerking off, his eyes focused on Amy and Samantha.
"That's right, baby girl," Amy cooed, taking another drag from her cigarette. "Choke on that dildo for me. I want to see you drool all over it like the little slut you are."
Samantha complied eagerly, her muffled moans of pleasure filling the room as Amy continued to thrust the dildo in and out of her mouth.
"Oh, yeah," John growled, his hand moving faster and faster over his cock.
"You're such a good little slut for your mommy."
Samantha moaned around the dildo, her body quivering with each thrust of the toy. Amy could feel herself growing wetter, the sight of her daughter servicing her incredibly arousing.
"Get the strap-on," Amy commanded, her voice low and commanding. "I want to feel you inside of me, Samantha."
John quickly fetched the strap-on from the wall of sex toys, his body on fire with anticipation.
He watched as his wife fastened the harness around her waist, the dildo jutting out from between her legs. She looked like a goddess, all clad in red lace and leather with that fierce look of dominance in her eyes.
"Now come here, slut," Amy said to Samantha, pulling her up onto the bed.
John moved around the room, capturing every minute detail of the scene unfolding before his eyes.
"I want you to fuck me, Samantha," Amy said, her voice husky and thick with lust as she positioned the dildo at her entrance.
Samantha eagerly obliged, pushing herself onto the toy, gasping as it filled her up. Amy's head fell back as the first waves of pleasure rolled over her. She grabbed Samantha's hips, pulling her down harder onto the dildo with each new thrust.
Samantha's moans grew louder, turning into gasps and whimpers as she felt the toy hit that sweet spot deep inside of her.
"Fuck," Amy groaned, her eyes locked onto John as she watched him jerk off, his face a mask of pure pleasure. "Fuck, yes. Take that dildo, Samantha. Take it deep."
John's fist moved faster and faster over his cock, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he recorded the scene before him.
He could see Amy's face contort in pleasure as Samantha's hips bucked against the throbbing toy, her body arching and undulating with each powerful thrust.
"That's it, baby girl," Amy moaned, her grip tightening on the bed sheets as Samantha's pussy clenched around the dildo, milking it with every action. "Take it, take everything." "I'm yours to obey mommy." Says Samantha.
John could feel the tension building within him as he watched the two women engage in their dark, erotic game.
His own body grew hot as he watched Samantha's tits bounce with each thrust, her nipples hard and begging to be touched. He brought out a pair of clamps from the shelf and handed them to his wife.
"Open wide," she commanded as she placed the cold metal clamps on samantha's nipples, making her gasp and moan.
Amy watched with a wicked smile as her daughter winced in pleasure.
Her nipples turned a deep shade of red under the metal clamps, and Samantha's body trembled as she adjusted to the sensation.
John walked around the bed, capturing every detail of their lust-filled bodies with his camera. Amy's gaze was intense, focused solely on Samantha's trembling form as she continued to brutally thrust the dildo into her.
"Oh, fuck," Amy groaned.
Her eyes were closed tightly, her hair flying in every direction as she clung to both Samantha and the strap-on penetrating her. "That's it, Sammy, ride it."
Samantha nodded eagerly, her body shuddering with every thrust. She groaned loudly, her voice filling the room with raw pleasure.
John couldn't help but groan along with her, his own release fast approaching. He grabbed one of the whips hanging on the wall and tossed it to Amy. She caught it easily, her eyes never leaving Samantha.
Amy raised the whip and brought it down on Samantha's ass with a loud 'crack.' Samantha cried out, her voice a mixture of pain and pleasure.
Amy continued to hit her with the whip, each strike leaving a welt on Samantha's ass. Samantha writhed in pleasure, her body shaking with each impact.
John watched in amazement as Amy took control, dominating Samantha in the most delicious way possible. He adjusted the camera to capture every detail, every mark left behind on Samantha's skin.
"How does it feel, Samantha?" Amy asked between strikes.
"Fuck, it hurts so good," Samantha replied breathily, her body quivering with anticipation.
Amy's grin grew wider as she continued to swing the whip, leaving a trail of fiery red welts on Samantha's ass. The sight of her daughter's body writhing in ecstasy was intoxicating. She couldn't help but feel proud, knowing that she was the one bringing Samantha to this point of utter bliss.
She brought the whip down again, this time landing directly on Samantha's sensitive clit.
Samantha cried out in pleasure, her back arching as her body convulsed with an intense orgasm.
John stood there, naked and rock hard as he watched the scene unfold before him.
He fisted his cock, unable to hold back any longer. He came in his hand while he watched the girls play.
Watching them had been more than enough to get him off.
But the scene wasn't over yet. Amy, still wearing the strap-on, roughly pulled Samantha closer and whispered something in her ear. Samantha nodded eagerly, her face flushed with excitement.
Without warning, Amy grabbed the back of Samantha's head and pushed her down onto the dildo, impaling her completely on it. Samantha's gasp of surprise was quickly muffled by the toy as Amy began to thrust into her, hard and fast.
The dildo was longer than she was use to. She was being stretched out by her mother.
Each thrust into her tight pussy was painful but pleasurable. The strap-on was hitting that special spot inside her that made her body shake and scream. Samantha's moans grew louder, fueled by the painful pleasure of the dildo's thick shaft ramming into her in a fury of motion.
Amy's hands gripped onto the bed sheets as she fucked her daughter, her hips pistoning back and forth, her pussy clenching around the dildo buried deep within her.
Samantha's moans echoed through the room as she began to reach her own climax.
John stood there, mouth agape, as he watched his wife and daughter together, joining in the obscene, incestuous act.
Amy's central focus remained on Samantha, who was moaning in a mixture of pain and pleasure as her mother dragged the whip across her body, causing the red marks to darken and ripple.
"Come for me, Samantha," Amy growled, her tone suddenly switching from seductive to dominating.
"I want to feel you clench around this dildo as I fuck you harder."
Samantha writhed, her whimpers changing into cries as the thrusts became stronger and deeper. The dildo was long and thick, its girth making her insides throb as it reached the deepest parts of her. The whip strike added sensation that just increased the pleasure and the erotic sensation all over her whole body. She felt herself climbing higher, each swipe of the whip and each thrust into her pussy working together to send her over the edge.
"Yes, mom, yes! Fuck me harder! Im going to cum" Samantha cried out. Just about when Samantha was about to cum Amy stops all stimulation and says:
"Not yet, my dirty little slut" Amy grinned sadistically as she blew a cloud of smoke into Samantha's gasping face.
She then pulls out the dildo slowly with a pop, enjoying every second as her daughter whimpered in protest.
"Please, mommy. I was so close. I need it." Samantha begged, her eyes wide and innocent.
"Not yet, little one. You'll cum when I say you can."Amy says. Samantha's pussy is burning with a need to release. Her clit throbs in pain." You wanna smoke just like mommy right? Then you will have to earn your orgasms like I did. Amy tosses her daughter the cigarette and tells her for every cigarette smoked your earn an orgasm. Cum without smoking and you get punished.
That was Amy's rule for her daughter Samantha. As part of their latest BDSM game, every cigarette smoked earned an orgasm for Samantha.
John watched with a mix of fascination and pride as his wife revealed the next level of their game to their daughter. Samantha, now clad in a simple and provocative silk outfit, looked nervously back at her mother as she picked up a lit cigarette.
Amy blew smoke into the air, a satisfied smirk playing on her lips.
She watched as Samantha took a deep drag of her own cigarette, her body trembling slightly with the mix of fear and excitement that filled her veins. The smoking fetish had truly taken hold of both of them, adding a tantalizing edge to their already complex dynamic.
Now smoke the whole thing before we continue , I want to see how you handle this. Amy smirks.
Samantha looked nervously back at her mother as she picked up the lit cigarette. She took a deep drag, her body trembling slightly with the mix of fear and excitement that filled her veins.
She breathed in deep and held it for three seconds, before exhaling a thick cloud of smoke in front of her face. The smell was distinct, and her body felt a rush as she blew the smoke out of her mouth and nose.
"Again," Amy instructed.
Samantha nodded, taking another drag from her cigarette, the burning ember lighting up her face and giving her an air of maturity. She exhaled slowly, her eyes glazing over as the nicotine took hold of her body.
Amy could see the change in her demeanor, the way her daughter relaxed as she smoked, how she became more in the moment, less aware of her surroundings, and more focused on the sensations cascading through her.
John moved back to the center of the room, with the camera trained on the two of them.
Your not done with your cigarette but I need to know how bad do you need to cum? Amy asked Samantha.
"Tell me how badly you need to cum right now, on a scale of 1 to 10."
Samantha hesitated for a moment before responding, "I . . . I think maybe it's an 8 or 9."
Amy smiled. "Wow, you're really tense there, aren't you?"
Samantha nodded, her fingers digging into the mattress as she fought to maintain her composure.
"But you wanted to cum," Amy continued, her voice dark and seductive. "And I'm going to help you do that.
But, Little Slut," Amy taunted, her eyes flashing dangerously, "you have to finish this cigarette first."
Samantha took another drag from the cigarette, her fingers trembling as she breathed the smoke deep into her lungs. The smoke seemed to fuel her need, making her body twitch with desire. She looked up at her mother, her eyes pleading.
"Please, Mommy. I'm really need to cum" says Samantha. finish your cigarette slut! Amy orders as she holds the whip tightly.
Amy's tone made it clear that she wouldn't take no for an answer. Samantha, eager to finally cum, took another drag of her cigarette and held it in, trying to finish it as quickly as possible. She eventually managed to extinguish the last puff and tossed it aside.
Great job, baby girl. Now you can cum. Go ahead, fuck yourself with the dildo. Amy smiled, her eyes wild with desire and excitement.
"Alright, slut, you did it. Now, cum for me."
Samantha didn't need a second invitation. She grabbed the dildo from the floor and started thrusting it inside her aching pussy with a reckless abandon. She couldn't believe she had waited this long to release all the sexual tension and desire that had built up inside of her.
She was so wet and ready, the dildo gliding in and out of her with ease.
Her clit was engorged, her whole body trembling as she fucked herself harder and harder. Amy watched with a mix of satisfaction and lust as her daughter rode the dildo mercilessly, her hips bucking and grinding with each new thrust.
"Cum for me baby girl, cum for mommy. I want to see you scream in pleasure. I want to feel your pussy clench around that toy as you explode in orgasm." Amy urged.
Samantha's eyes squeezed shut as she worked herself closer to release.
The burning sensation in her lungs from the cigarette was quickly replaced with the intense pleasure building between her legs.
With each thrust of the dildo, she cried out louder and louder. Her pussy ached for release, her clit throbbing relentlessly. Her moans filled the room, drowning out every other sound, but Amy's soft, breathy words of encouragement were still audible.
"That's it, baby. Let go. Cum for me," she whispered seductively.
"my precious girl, let go and give yourself over to the pleasure."
Samantha whined, her pussy throbbing as she rode the dildo, trying to reach the edge of orgasm but never quite getting there.
" damn it!" She cried out, her body twisting on the bed with frustration.
"That's it my little firecracker," Amy said, patting her samples ass reassuringly.
"Don't rush it, just let it happen."
John handed her a cup of water from the nightstand, his hand brushing against her arm. The touch sent a spark of desire coursing through her veins. She was almost there. The dildo continued to move in and out of her, each thrust harder than the one before it. She needed this just as much as she needed air to breathe.
"Oh god, here it comes," Samantha gasped, her fingers digging into the sheets.
Her lower body bucked wildly as the orgasm took hold of her and made her tremble, moaning and thrashing around in pure ecstasy.
Her pussy gripped the dildo tightly, milking it as waves of passion washed over her. She felt her body explode in a climax that left her breathless and weak, her limbs heavy and trembling.
John's camera didn't stop rolling as he watched his wife and daughter in their moment of pure sensuality.
He felt his cock harden again at the sight before him - but he knew this moment wasn't about him.
Samantha's moans filled the room, and Amy looked on with a sense of pride in her eyes. She saw how far her daughter had come and how much pleasure she was giving her.
"Oh, fuck, that feels so good," Samantha cried, her pussy clenching around the dildo.
"You like that, baby girl?" Amy asked, her voice dripping with sexiness.
"Yes, Mommy, I love it.
Don't stop!" Samantha replied breathlessly, her hips bucking harder against the dildo.
Amy couldn't help but smile at her daughter's reaction. She was proud of the progress she'd made, exploring her own desires and boundaries while submitting to her mother's pleasure.
"You're so fucking gorgeous, Samantha. Now it's your turn to pleasure mommy" Amy said, her voice low and seductive.
John watched as Amy positioned herself on the bed, spread her legs wide, and motioned for Samantha to come closer. Samantha hesitated for a moment, uncertain of what to do next.
"You heard your mommy, come here and make me cum." Amy encouraged her daughter.
Samantha hesitated once more, her hands shaking slightly before she finally moved forward.
"Don't be shy, baby girl.
Come closer," Amy murmured, her voice dripping with want.
Samantha hesitated, but then crawled on the bed, between Amy's legs, her heart racing with both fear and excitement.
"That's right, just like that," Amy cooed, her hands gently caressing Samantha's hair. "Now, taste your mommy."
John watched as Samantha leaned forward and placed her mouth on Amy's pussy, her tongue darting out to make contact with the wet folds.
Amy let out a long, low moan of pleasure, her hands tightening in Samantha's hair.
"That's right, baby girl," Amy murmured, her hips rocking up to meet Samantha's mouth. "Just like that. Suck on my clit, harder."
Samantha obeyed, her mouth working hungrily on Amy's pussy. She could taste herself on her mother's skin, the mix of sweat and arousal driving her even wilder.
Up and down she went, her tongue eagerly devouring every inch of Amy's beautiful wetness. She could feel her mother's body arching against her, the spasms of her clit every time she licked it.
Her tongue focused on the sensitive nub, running circles and flicking it with the tip before engulfing it.
"Oh, fuck, baby, right there." Amy moaned, her hand clenching the sheets as she ground her hips into Samantha's face.
John watched, close-up yet not too close that he would disturb them. He felt his dick strain in his pants, throbbing at the sight of his daughter servicing her mother. John couldn't help but feel a primal desire flood through him, seeing his daughter exploring her own sexuality and submitting to his wife's domination.
"Keep going, Samantha. Make me cum just like you did before," Amy commanded, her voice laced with lust.
Samantha obeyed, her tongue precious, warm and wet, licking and sucking her mother's pussy with fervor. She could feel Amy's legs tighten and her toes curl as she lunged towards her climax.
Samantha started to finger her while she ate her mom out. Something Amy wasn't expecting and it sent her over the edge, her orgasm so intense that she screamed out in pleasure.
Samantha slowed her rhythm, letting her mother recover, before gently lapping up every last drop of her wetness. She brought her hand to her mouth and sucked off each finger, savoring the taste of her mother's orgasm mixed with hers.
John couldn't believe just how hot this all was, watching his wife and daughter explore each other. He gripped his dick through his pants, stroking it gently as he watched them pleasure each other.
Amy gets up. Ok my little slut, new task you see that thick dildo with all the colored rings going down it? Grab it and make it suction on the ground. Samantha does as she's told sticking it to the floor. Now light up a smoke and place yourself above the dildo. There is 10 different colors to that dildo. For each color you get inside of you that's how many orgasms you get. But mind you this is a really thick dildo. So it's up to you, stretch your poor pussy for more orgasms or just take a few. Either way your pussy is going to get stretched one way or another.
Samantha looked at the dildo with a mixture of wonder and apprehension. She took a drag from her cigarette as she positioned herself above it, her heart beating rapidly in her chest.
"Go ahead, baby, take your time. You don't have to rush, this is all about your pleasure," Amy reassured her tenderly.
John could see the nervousness in Samantha's eyes as she slowly lowered herself onto the dildo. She let out a hiss of pain as it began to stretch her, the rings pressing into her tender flesh. She took another drag hoping it helps with the pain and tries go get past more rings. Samantha rocked back and forth, trying to take more of it into her pussy, her grunts growing louder as it filled her.
"That's it, Samantha. Just like that," Amy urged, her voice filled with excitement as she watched her daughter slowly impale herself on the thick, colorful dildo.
Samantha's body trembled with each new inch she took, her eyes widening at the size of it. She could feel every ring pulling and stretching her to her limit, pulsing within her.
Samantha took another deep drag of her cigarette, her lungs feeling filled with fire as if the nicotine was fueling her. It was a strange mix of fear and lust coursing through her veins, as the pleasure of the thick dildo sliding into her and the sting of its cold, metal rings kept her on the edge.
But the feeling of control Amy had given her was exhilarating.
She looked up and saw her mother watching her with a look of pride and lust in her eyes.
"Good girl, that's it. Take it all in," Amy encouraged her daughter, smoke from her own cigarette swirling around her face in the dimly lit room.
John, with the camera recording, saw the way Samantha struggled to accommodate the thick dildo, but she never complained. Instead, she pushed herself, determined to take it all for the sake of pleasing her mother and earning her orgasms.
The cigarettes she smoked had given her a sense of euphoria that amplified every sensation.
Her pussy was just about at her limits. But she thought if she use is as a regular dildo she would get use to it. Up and down she goes slowly working there poor painful pussy.
I don't think I can do much more mom! Fuck it's too thick! She takes another drag of the cigarette fighting thru the pain.
Samantha cried out, trying to hold back her whimpers as the dildo stretched her to the brink.
"That's the spirit, little slut. Show me how much of that cock you can take." Amy smirked, puffing out a stream of smoke seductively as she watched her daughter work past the first ring and then another, and another.
Samantha's pussy clenched hard as she took in more and more of it, each layer of colors spreading her wider.
"Fuck, Mom, it feels like I'm getting ripped apart," she cried out. And as she said that, she takes another drag off her cigarette, trying to find composure in the fire that was slowly killing her.
"But you're such a good little slut that you'll manage." Amy blew out a plume of smoke and licked her lips. "Don't hold back now, take it all." She grinned mischievously.
"And I might even give you a few extra orgasms if you can take all ten rings."
Samantha's eyes widened at the challenge, and John could see the determination flooding through her as she took another drag from her cigarette.
She let out a deep sigh as she continued to work the thick dildo deeper into her pussy, each new inch eliciting gasps of pleasure and pain in equal measure.
Samantha's body quivered, she's at her limit. "One last one. Take it like the slut you are!" Amy says. Unable to resist, Samantha motions for the cigarette in between gasps of breath. She places it in her mouth, inhales deeply, and holds it for a few moments before releasing it in a cloud of smoke.
Ok Samantha. New deal. Since you got almost all the way down how about I grab your shoulders and force you down to get the last one in you? If you agree I will let you cum as much as you want for the rest of the night.
Do we have a deal?" Amy's voice was full of authority and confidence, leaving Samantha with no choice but to nod her head in agreement.
Amy grabbed hold of Samantha's shoulders, her grip firm and dominant.
"Alright, my little slut, here we go." She said with a wicked grin on her face.
John watched intently as his wife pushed Samantha down onto the dildo, forcing her to take the last ring inside of her.
Samantha's cheeks flushed, and her eyes widened in surprise and discomfort. But her breathy moan revealed just how much pleasure the rough treatment was giving her.
Amy's smirk grew as she watched her daughter's reaction. She loved the power that came with dominating others, especially when they were her own flesh and blood. It added an extra layer of thrill and excitement to their BDSM scenes that they wouldn't get otherwise.
"That's it, my little slut.
You took all ten rings. Now you deserve every orgasm you can handle for the rest of the night." Amy's voice was filled with pride and satisfaction, a smirk tugging at the corners of her lips.
Samantha looked up at her mother, feeling a mix of relief and accomplishment flooding through her. She took another drag of her cigarette, feeling a rush of pleasure and satisfaction flood through her veins.
"Thank you, Mommy," she gasped between deep breaths. "I did it.
I took all ten rings," Samantha panted, still impaled on the colorful dildo. She looked up at her mother with a mixture of awe and happiness.
Amy, still holding onto Samantha's shoulders, leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead. "I'm so proud of you, baby," she whispered. "You took every inch of that thick cock. You're a natural."
Samantha blushed at her mother's words, a feeling of accomplishment washing over her.
"You deserve a reward, don't you?" Amy murmured, her eyes burning with desire. I never told you how you were going to receive your orgasms did I? Amy says with an evil grin. Get on the sybian. Your father is going to tie you up so you can't get off of it. You will stay on it while it's on full blast. Your father and I are going to watch you while we have sex now. That's your reward Samantha," Amy said, her eyes gleaming with excitement.
Samantha's heart skipped a beat at her mother's words. She couldn't believe what she had just heard. They can fuck all night for all I know. And I will be stuck on here with it running on full blast.
Oh one more thing. If you can't take it any more and want to stop before we are done fucking there will be several punishment.
Oh god, Mom and Dad! This is gonna be so embarrassing!" Samantha exclaimed, her body still impaled on the dildo with all the colored rings.
John and Amy grinned wickedly at each other, the desire on their faces evident.
"Get on the Sybian, my little slut," John ordered, his voice low and commanding. His cock was hard and ready for action, as was Amy's.
Samantha sits on the sybian as her dad ties her down onto the machine.
John carefully secures her wrists and ankles with leather restraints, making sure she couldn't get away if she wanted to.
"Stay still now, my little slut. This is going to be a wild ride, your gunna cum so much and so hard on this thing" John growls as he adjusts the settings on the Sybian.
As it springs to life it shoots pleasure up her spine. Much needed pleasure.
Amy is waiting on the bed ready for John to come fuck her, legs wide open.
Her pussy is glistening and slick with anticipation, and she is practically moaning in pleasure at the mere thought of John's thick cock filling her up.
"Shit, I can't wait any longer, honey," John growls as he strips off his pants and boxers, his raging erection standing at attention. He steps up onto the bed and positions himself between Amy's spread legs.
She feels her pussy tighten with anticipation at the sight of John's cock. She licks her lips as she watches him lean forward and grab hold of her thighs, pulling her legs apart further.
"You look so beautiful like this, "John growls as he lines his cock up with her entrance. "I can't wait to fuck you."
Amy's hips buck in response, eager to feel him inside of her. She moans as he slides his cock into her with one thrust, filling her to the hilt.
"Fuck yeah, baby, you feel so tight," John groans, his hands holding onto her legs as he pumps deeper into her.
Amy lets out a moan of her own, arching her back and sinking her teeth into John's shoulder, her body trembling with the pleasure of having him inside of her.
"Oh my god, you feel amazing," John whispers, kissing Amy's neck hungrily. Are you ready to be my sub now?
John asks, his voice gruff and dominant. Amy nods slowly, reaching for a cigarette.
She lights it up and takes a long drag, savoring the taste before blowing out a slow cloud of smoke. "I'm ready," she whispers, meeting John's intense gaze. She hurry up and finishes her cigarette before they continue.
John grins at his wife's response, his cock twitching with anticipation. "Good girl," he growls, reaching for a pair of handcuffs from the bedside table. He expertly fastens them around Amy's wrists, securing her hands above her head as he towers over her.
The position forces her chest out, making her tits look even more erect and delicious. John can't help but lean down and take one of her nipples into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it and pulling it gently with his teeth. Amy's whimpers of pleasure fill the room as she arches her back, pushing her breast further into his mouth. He takes that as a signal to suck harder and graze his teeth against the sensitive skin.
John then moves to the other nipple, giving it the same attention while reaching between her legs to rub her clit in slow circles.
Amy writhes underneath him, moaning softly as he alternates between both nipples and slowly works on extricating his fingers from her wetness.
"God dammit, Amy, you feel amazing," John grunts, his pectoral muscles flexing as he builds up momentum.
They look over at Samantha on the machine. She is screaming in pleasure. How many orgasms have you had so far John asks her.
Amy glances towards their daughter, who is now writhing on the Sybian, her eyes closed in rapture as she reaches for her next orgasm.
"Three, I think," Samantha answers breathlessly, her chest heaving with need as the machine pleasures her clit
"Not bad, my little slut," John says approvingly. "But you better keep up the pace, otherwise you'll face some very strict punishments!"
Samantha nods frantically, her eyes shining with desperation as she surrenders to her father's domination.
Meanwhile, John turns his attention back to Amy, who is now writhing in pleasure beneath him, her hands cuffed above her head as he pins her to the bed.
He can feel her wetness coating his cock, slick and hot as he thrusts into her with reckless abandon.
"Fuck, Amy, you're so fucking tight," John growls, his hips pistoning as he pounds into her.
Amy cries out in pleasure, her body shaking as she surrenders to the overwhelming sensations of pleasure coursing through her veins. She can feel herself getting close to the edge, her pussy clenching around John's cock as he continues to plunge in and out of her.
She screams out in pleasure, her orgasm building higher and higher.
John watches her face as she cums, her lips parted, her eyes squeezed shut, and her body trembling beneath him. He groans as he feels her pussy squeeze him tightly.
"That's right, cum all over my cock, baby. You feel so fucking good."
Amy and John continue like this for what feels like hours, their bodies moving together in perfect harmony as they chase their respective release. They explore each other's bodies with their hands, nails digging into skin as they leave red marks on each other's flesh. They both moan and curse, using filthy language to describe what they're feeling.
Meanwhile, Samantha is still on the sybian working it's magic on her pussy. She has endured orgasm after orgasm. She don't know if she can take much more. She hopes they would just finish by now.
Her entire body felt like it was in a state of constant pleasure, a sensation that was almost unbearable. She glanced down at her waist, the sybian was still going full blast, causing her to wince at the sight and feeling.
"Daddy, please, I've had enough," Samantha whined, her voice trembling slightly. She tried pulling at the restraints that bound her, but they didn't give.
Is that what you want? You want to give up and be punished?
Amy asked her daughter with a stern tone. You asked to be our human sex toy for the night, my pet, and you agreed. I know it's hard, but you must push through.
Samantha's whimpers grew louder as her Sybian continued to vibrate her clit nonstop. Her body trembled and twisted, pleading with her parents to stop.
He readjusted his grip on her wrists, pulling them towards the headboard, so her arms were now clasped securely above her head.
Amy moaned as she felt the cold metal of the cuffs dig into her wrists. John sliding his hands over her skin, trailing up her arms and shoulders, until he reached her neck, where he planted a soft kiss on her collarbone.
"You just lay back and relax, and let me take care of you." he murmured against her neck.
He grabs Amy's nipples and give them a squeeze
. She arches her back in response, her pussy clenching around his cock. He can feel her getting wetter with every passing moment, the pleasure building inside of her until she erupts in a series of intense orgasms.
Meanwhile, Samantha is still being tormented by the Sybian. She moans as she feels another orgasm building up inside of her, her body trembling with pleasure. She looks up at her parents, unable to move or escape. They look down at her with expressions of satisfaction and desire, their bodies slick with sweat and sex.
John's cock pulsed within Amy, his grip on her wrists tightening as he took her fully within him.
"Fuck me, goddammit. I can't take much more," Amy gasped, her eyes fluttering shut as she rode the waves of her orgasm. John, not wanting to let go, gripped her thighs hard and took her fully within him, thrusting again and again.
He wanted to release all his pent-up energy and passion, to mark her as his.
Amy's body trembled under his onslaught, her pussy still sore but ready for more. She moaned as she felt him push deeper, feeling him at the very edge of her being. God, she wanted to be his completely, to submit to him fully.
"Oh yeah, Amy, you feel so fucking good," John grunted, his thrusts growing faster and more desperate. He could feel himself getting close, his balls tightening as he neared his release.
Dad please hurry up! I seriously can't take much more on this machine. Said Samantha.
John looked down at his daughter, a wicked grin crossing his face.
He slowly pulled out of her mother, leaving her shivering and moaning on the bed, her pussy red and glistening with arousal. Then, he unstrapped the Sybian from Samantha's waist, turned it off, and helped her to her feet.
"Very well, my dear," he said, his fingers tracing lightly over her shoulders. Now that you couldn't do your task your mom will give you your punishment. But we are going to finish up first. Now sit in this chair and chainsmoke while you watch us.
Samantha did as she was told, sitting down in the chair and lighting up another cigarette. She took a long drag, savoring the taste of the nicotine as it burned in her lungs. She watched as her father positioned himself between her mother's legs once again, his cock hard and ready for action.
"Now where were we?" John asked, grunting in pleasure as he thrust into Amy's wetness once again. "Ah yes, I remember."
Amy moaned as she felt him enter her again, her pussy still sore but ready for more.
"Choke me as you fuck me" Amy says.
Her body arches upwards meeting my thrusts with eagerness. Her wrists are still cuffed above her head, feebly trying to pull against my grip.
I oblige, grabbing her neck in a strong grip. John pulls out of her pussy and slides it in her ass. Something they have never done before.
John's cock slides in and out of her ass with ease, her body trembling with each thrust. Amy's eyes flutter shut as she submits to the overwhelming feeling, the sensation of being filled in both her holes a new experience for her.
"That's right, my love," John growls between gritted teeth. "You're taking it so well, you're such a good little whore for daddy."
Amy couldn't help but moan at his words.
With each thrust he made, she felt her body trembling and her desire escalating. Missing one of his subtle commands, in a voice barely above a whisper, she put out, "More, harder". With a smile on his face, John gave her exactly what she asked for.
"Fuck, yes, hard. Give it to me harder, Daddy" she screamed, squirming and bucking under him. In response, John increased his pace and intensity, his cock continue to slide in and out of her, pounding deeper and harder.