I gangbanged my step-mom | group sex - step mom

"You little fucking pervert," Pauline spat as she stared down her step-son, Roy. "How dare you invade my privacy like that?"

Roy just smirked and leaned back in his chair, his eyes glued to the video playing on his phone - footage of Pauline getting fucked by another man in their own goddamn marital bed. "Oh come on, Pauline. Don't act like you weren't asking for it. Cheating on Dad like that? You deserve everything coming your way."

Pauline trembled with anger and fear, knowing full well what Roy was capable of now that he held such compromising evidence over her head. And as much as she hated to admit it, she knew he wasn't bluffing when he threatened to show the video to her wealthy husband if she didn't comply with his demands.

"What do you want from me?" she asked through gritted teeth.

Roy chuckled wickedly before responding, "I want to see you degraded, humiliated, used like the filthy whore you are. I wanna watch you get passed around like a cheap piece of meat until there isn't a single drop of cum left inside any of us."

"I've dreamt of this for so fucking long." His eyes gleamed. "I've promised all of my friends that some day, just some day, we'll get our hands on your dark delicious pussy and we'll all share it. Now. Now's the time"

Pauline gasped, horrified at the thought of being gangbanged by not only her own step-son but also his despicable friends. 

The next day, true to his word, Roy orchestrated the entire sordid affair while his father was away on business. As soon as they were alone together, he ordered Pauline upstairs to change into something more appropriate for the occasion: nothing but sexy white lingerie.

As she descended the staircase moments later, she heard several male voices murmuring amongst themselves in excitement. When she entered the living room, she saw five men leering at her hungrily, their dicks already out and hard as steel.

"Well hello there, Mrs. Robinson," one of them sniggered, eyeing her curves appreciatively. "Lookin' good enough to eat."

Another chimed in, "Damn, boy, thanks for makin' our wildest fantasy come true!"

"Stop it! All of you, stop!" Pauline cried out, her voice shaking with disgust and indignation. "This is wrong. So, so wrong. How can you do this to me? To your own families?"

Her protests fell on deaf ears as the group of men continued to circle around her, laughing and jeering at her futile attempts to resist. One of them reached out to grope her breast roughly, causing her to flinch in pain and surprise.

"Aw, don't be like that, baby," he cooed mockingly, pinching her nipple through the thin fabric of her lingerie. "We're just having a bit of fun. Besides, you look like you're enjoying yourself."

Indeed, despite her initial revulsion, Pauline couldn't deny the fact that her body was betraying her. Her nipples had stiffened under their rough handling, and she could feel the dampness spreading between her legs as their wandering hands explored every inch of her exposed flesh.

"Please...stop..." she whispered weakly, closing her eyes as tears streamed down her face.

But instead of stopping, the men seemed to take her plea as encouragement, becoming bolder and more aggressive in their actions. Hands roamed freely over her curves, cupping and squeezing her breasts, sliding between her thighs to tease her aching clit.

"Fuck, she's soaked," one of them murmured in amazement, holding up his fingers covered in her juices.

Another added, "Goddamn, Roy. Your step-mom's a freakin' porn star. Look at her go!"

Pauline moaned helplessly as she felt herself nearing the brink of orgasm, hating herself for giving in to their twisted desires. But even as she tried to fight it, she couldn't help but succumb to the overwhelming pleasure coursing through her veins.

Just as she was about to tip over the edge, however, Roy stepped forward and grabbed a handful of her hair, yanking her head back cruelly.

Roy sneered down at Pauline, still gripping tightly onto her hair as she knelt before him and his friends. "You hear that, whore? You're only allowed to cum when I give you permission. If you disobey me, then guess whose gonna find out about this little gathering?"

He waved his phone threateningly in front of her face, reminding her once again of the damning evidence stored within. Swallowing hard, Pauline nodded silently, knowing that she had no choice but to submit to his cruel demands.

"Good girl," Roy purred approvingly, releasing her hair and stepping back. "Now, get to work."

Without further prompting, Pauline opened her mouth wide and began servicing the nearest dick, bobbing her head rhythmically as she sucked and licked its length. Around her, the other men started murmuring excitedly, making comments about how lucky they were to have such an experienced black woman servicing them.

"Black MILFs always know how to handle a cock" one of them remarked enviously.

Before Pauline could react, one of the men groaned loudly and suddenly pulled out of her mouth, his cock twitching violently as streams of hot cum erupted from its tip. Some of it landed on her cheek and chin, while the rest splattered across her chest and stomach.

"Oh shit, I'm sorry!" he stammered apologetically, hastily stuffing himself back into his pants. "I didn't mean to...uh, finish so soon."

Ignoring his embarrassment, Roy scowled down at Pauline and snapped, "Clean him up, whore. Now."

Feeling utterly humiliated, Pauline reluctantly obeyed, using her tongue to gather up the sticky mess coating her skin. Once she had collected every last drop, she swallowed it down with a grimace, fighting back the urge to gag.

Before she knew it, two of them had already stripped off her soiled lingerie and tossed it aside, exposing her bare breasts and shaved mound to their hungry gazes. One of them wasted no time in kneading her fleshy globes, tweaking her erect nipples between thumb and forefinger as she moaned softly beneath him.

Meanwhile, the other three converged upon her lower half, practically drooling as they admired the dark, glistening folds of her labia. "Dayum, look at that beautiful chocolate pussy," one of them marveled, reaching out to stroke her gently.

Pauline shuddered at his touch, unable to contain her reaction as he slid a finger deep inside her channel. "Mmm, so warm and tight," he mused, grinning wickedly up at her.

His sentiment was echoed by the others, who took turns exploring her depths with their tongues and fingers. Each one commented on how incredibly sweet and fragrant she smelled, comparing her essence favorably to various desserts and candies.

"Taste like strawberries dipped in cream," one noted appreciatively, swirling his tongue around her clitoris in slow circles.

"Nah, man, she's more like a ripe peach, all soft and juicy," countered another, plunging two fingers deep into her core.

Throughout it all, Pauline writhed and bucked beneath them, barely able to comprehend the obscene praise being lavished upon her most intimate parts. Never before had she been treated with such reverence during sexual encounters, and certainly not by strangers.

Striding purposefully toward her, he barked, "Alright, whore, I'm gonna fuck you first to see if this pussy is worth all the hype."

Grabbing a fistful of her hair, he yanked her head back and forced her to meet his gaze. "Don't think I've forgotten about those videos, either. You disobey me again, and I'll send them straight to your precious hubby."

Biting back a retort, Pauline merely nodded submissively, understanding all too well the gravity of her situation. At Roy's command, she positioned herself on all fours, arching her back to present her glistening entrance to him.

Not wanting to see her "whore face" as he called it, Roy instructed her to focus on servicing the other men with her mouth while he claimed her from behind. Obediently, she parted her lips and welcomed the next throbbing cock offered to her, determined to make the experience as enjoyable as possible for everyone involved.

"Guys," he waved at everyone. "I might take a while with her pussy. It's too fucking tight. Please feel free to fuck her asshole and mouth until I finish"

Roy's words sent a chill down Pauline's spine as she realized the extent of his plans for her. Being double penetrated was something she had never experienced before, and the thought of it terrified her.

However, before she could object or even process what was happening, one of Roy's friends had already positioned himself behind her, preparing to enter her anally.

"Don't worry, Pauline," he reassured her, misinterpreting her apprehension for nerves. "I promise it'll feel good – just relax and let me in."

Pauline whimpered softly as she felt him press against her rear entrance, gradually working his way inside. Meanwhile, another friend approached her face, offering his cock for her to suck.

"Go on," he urged, stroking her cheek gently. "Show us how good you are at multitasking."

As Pauline begrudgingly took him into her mouth, she couldn't help but feel like a piece of meat being passed around among these men. Their constant praises about her body only added to this sensation, making her feel even more objectified.

"Damn, Roy," one of them exclaimed. "Your step-mom's ass is so tight! I can barely fit inside."

"Yeah, and her titties are huge!" another chimed in, fondling them roughly. "They're perfect for squeezing."

Pauline squeezed her eyes shut, trying to tune out their vulgar comments and focus on surviving this ordeal. She knew that resisting would only make things worse, so she forced herself to submit to their advances, however unwillingly.

Eventually, after what felt like an eternity, Roy finally finished claiming her pussy, pulling out with a satisfied grunt.

"Okay, boys," he announced, wiping sweat from his brow. "I think it's time for round two. Let's switch things up and see if we can make this whore scream even louder."

Roy glanced around at his friends, each of whom was buried deep inside Pauline's willing body. "Okay, gentlemen, it's time to make a decision. You can either cum inside of her – whether that's in her pussy, her ass, or her mouth – or you can pull out and shoot your loads wherever else you'd like. But if you choose the latter, you gotta make sure she cleans it up afterwards."

There was a general murmur of agreement among the group as they considered their options. Finally, one particularly bold friend spoke up. "Hey, Roy, can I cum inside her pussy? I wanna feel how tight it is when I explode."

Roy grinned wolfishly. "Be my guest."

Another friend opted to fill Pauline's mouth with his load, while the third chose to ejaculate all over her ample breasts. The fourth friend, meanwhile, decided to aim for her pretty brown eyes, much to her horror.

In the end, Pauline was left covered in a sticky mess of semen, her body limp and exhausted from the intense session. But as Roy prepared to deliver the coup de grâce, she summoned the last reserves of her strength to protest.

"Please, Roy," she begged, her voice trembling. "Don't do this. I can't take anymore."

Roy chuckled coldly. "Oh, don't worry, Mom. I'm not done with you yet. In fact, I've saved the best for last."

With that, he straddled Pauline's prone form and began to jerk himself off furiously, his eyes locked on her heaving chest. When he finally reached his peak, he aimed his cock directly at her nipples and released, covering them in a thick layer of milky fluid.

"Now, clean yourself up," he commanded, gesturing towards her chest.

Pauline hesitated for a moment, then sighed resignedly and leaned forward to begin licking the cum off her own body. It was a humiliating task, but she knew it was better than facing the alternative – especially since Roy still held those incriminating videos over her head.

As Pauline lay there, exhausted and covered in a mix of her own fluids and those of her attackers, she couldn't believe what had just transpired. She had been reduced to nothing more than a cumdumpster for these men, used and discarded without a second thought.

And as if that weren't bad enough, they now stood over her, grinning sadistically as they posed for a group selfie with their conquest. "Say cheese, whore!" one of them shouted, causing the others to erupt in laughter.

Once they had captured the perfect shot, they each took turns leaning down to plant a kiss on her forehead or whisper threats into her ear. "We'll be back for more, you can count on it," one warned ominously.