Soccer Mom Cindi
Copyright© 2025 by JDlit71
Chapter 3
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 3 - Cindi is asked to give a ride to a soccer tournament that changes her whole outlook on life.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Coercion Consensual Drunk/Drugged NonConsensual Reluctant Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Sharing Wife Watching BDSM MaleDom Humiliation Rough Interracial Hispanic Male Hispanic Female Anal Sex Double Penetration Fisting Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Sex Toys Big Breasts Public Sex Size
Soccer 3
Lock, Stock, And Both Barrels
Cindi twisted and turned, trying to get out of the pillory. No matter what she did, nothing worked. She was sore from the ball gag stuffed in her mouth, and her body was sore from being bent over for so long. Her back was a complete wreck. At this point, she wondered if she would ever recover. She couldn’t help wondering why Liam didn’t check on her. She had no idea what time it was, but since the sun was out, it had to be getting close to time to leave, and yet the house seemed empty. No doors closing, no footsteps, nothing. She continued her struggle to break free from the dreaded pillory.
Sometime later she thought she heard a door open, then voices. It sounded like a man and a woman. It was difficult to tell because she was facing the corner of the room, but she thought maybe the woman was singing in another language.
A few minutes later she heard the door to her room open. She could tell someone was in the room, but they didn’t say anything. She was about to say something when she heard a woman’s voice say, “Steve! Come in here. You gotta see the present someone left us! I think it’s real!”
Cindi heard footsteps and then she could feel that there were two people in the room with her. The woman’s statement about her being a present did not give Cindi any hope whatsoever, but the part about her being real made her question their sanity. On the contrary, she was pretty sure that these two were about to molest her. She could only hope that it would only be sexual.
“Nice. Look at those titties! They look like cannon barrels hanging down like that!” he said, slapping them side to side. “What a perfectly proportioned wide ass! I can’t wait to dig my fingers into that meat tail. Hell, I could ride this pawg to Texas and back!” Steve said laughing.
“And those juicy thighs! I wanna be smothered in between those thick tree trunks!” the woman replied.
Cindi had never been so humiliated! Cannon barrels? Tree trunks? Pawg? What the actual fuck? Her thighs were thick, no doubt, but nobody had ever referred to her thighs as tree trunks! If she didn’t have a ball gag in her mouth she’d give this woman a piece of her mind! Of course, she realized that she was in no position to do anything, except to get fucked or manhandled or at least mistreated by whoever wandered into this “neighborhood romp cabin”. Her brain quickly snapped back to her conversation with Liam. She couldn’t help but think she had pronounced her own demise.
“Hey? Look at those,” the woman said pointing at the wash cloths on the floor in front of Cindi.
“Interesting. Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” Steve replied.
“Yep. That’s a message.”
“Cum rag!” Steve answered.
“Yep. She must be a real whore if they used her as a cum rag. Should we wash her down first?” the woman asked.
“Yeah, just in case. Looks like she’s got a lot of cum in her hair. Look, her ass is fucking covered in cum! You gotta wonder how many guys used this whore before we got here.”
“Are you gonna check and see if she’s real?” the woman asked.
The man stepped next to Cindi and reached underneath and grabbed her nipple and pulled straight down hard.
“Agghhh!” Cindi shouted into the ball gag.
“Hey fucker! I didn’t say to have fun with her! Chill out with the titty play! That’s supposed to be for me only!”
“Sorry Maria! You said check and that’s the best way I know how,” Steve said sadly.
“Well, don’t let it happen again,” Maria scolded him.
“Don’t worry, I won’t!”
“How about you wash her down and I’ll finish up the cleaning and sweeping. We’ll save the bedsheets and laundry for last,” Maria offered.
“See Babe, that’s why we make such a good team. Your brain is like the part I’m missing. Of course your big tits and your juicy ass don’t hurt,” Steve said, trying to flirt.
“Well, the only reason I keep you around is for your imagination, and your footlong dong,” Maria said jokingly.
Maria and Steve disappeared from the room. A few minutes later Steve returned with several wet wash cloths, a bucket of soapy water and some towels. He hummed as he cleaned every inch of Cindi’s body, then he washed her hair. Then he left and she heard him talking with Maria. He returned with some tools and a box of something that sounded like metal pieces. He sat the box down and left the room again. This time he returned with a drill and some other electrical type tools. Cindi wasn’t able to see much of what he had, but she figured it was going to be used on her in some way.
She could hear Steve behind her undressing and then she felt him applying something to her ass. This was not what she had counted on, especially when he popped the 2” acorn shaped ass plug into her without a warning. It hurt at first, but then she heard the familiar buzz of the Hitachi wand as he pressed her clit with it. He began teasing her by holding the wand against her clit, then taking it away and pulling the plug out so that it stopped at the widest part. It was pleasure and pain on steroids, but ironically, she was beginning to get acclimated to things being inserted into her ass. He kept alternating the plug and the wand, but putting them closer together until he was holding the wand on her clit while he was pulling and pushing the plug in and out of her ass. This was scrambling her brain and she was on the verge of a massive orgasm. Suddenly he pulled the wand away and shut it off, but left the plug in, leaving her right on the edge without an orgasm as he continued humming. She didn’t mean to, but she moaned loud enough for him to hear. Then she heard him chuckle. Her mistake.
He lined up behind her and grabbed her hips. She tried to brace herself and anticipate the incoming invasion. It was quickly evident that nothing could have prepared her for Steve’s dick.
His first attempt left her breathless as he tried to stuff his horse dick into her pussy. Miguel was thick, but not this thick. He pushed and pressed his massive mushroom head until he realized he was going to have to try a different angle. Cindi was busy screaming into the ball gag and trying to get away from his monster cock.
“Decided to start without me, huh fucker?” Maria said, standing in the door.
“I should have known better,” Steve said laughing. “It don’t fit!”
“I told you it wouldn’t,” Maria barked. “If she didn’t have at least three natural births, there’s no way your horse dick is gonna fit without some help. Give me that Hitachi. I’ll make it fit. Just stand back a minute. Try and learn something for a change.”
Cindi heard Maria rummaging through the box of toys and then she heard the wand. She was curious as to what Maria was planning to do. If her mouth hadn’t been stuffed with a ball gag, she would have politely asked.
Maria rubbed Cindi’s cunt roughly using her fingers and then slid her clit between her index and middle fingers. Next she held the vibrator directly on her clit.
“Count to twenty cum rag!” Maria said sternly.
Cindi assumed she was talking to her, but with the gag in her mouth it seemed rather pointless. Of course that was before she felt her ass stinging from the whip.
CRACK!
“Does that help remind you that I’m in charge here cum rag? Shall I continue leaving red marks across your ass? Maybe I should focus my stinger on those tree trunks,” Maria said as she lightly rubbed the inside of Cindi’s thighs.
“Ggh, Choo, ghee, ghore, ghy, ghik, ghegen, gake, ghyg, gheg, ghegegeg, gheg, ghaghee, ghorgee, ghegen, ghekhee, ghegengee, ghakee, ghykee, gheeghee!” Cindi said as quickly as she could.
“Nicely done cum rag. Let’s see if we can open up your little muffin hole to accommodate the Dongmaster,” Maria said as she shoved a larger dildo into her pussy.
If it hadn’t been strapped to her head, Cindi would have swallowed the ball gag. As soon as the dildo was in, Maria pressed the wand back on her clit. Suddenly Cindi wanted more stuffed into her pussy. She was moaning and making gurgling sounds as Maria pulled out the dildo and replaced it with her fist.
“How does my fist feel stuffed in your little hole, huh cum rag? You enjoy getting your twat stuffed with a weird shaped object don’t you little slut?”