Soccer Mom Cindi
Copyright© 2025 by JDlit71
Chapter 4: Homecoming Qween
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 4: Homecoming Qween - 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 White Male White Female Hispanic Male Hispanic Female Anal Sex Double Penetration Fisting Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Sex Toys Big Breasts Public Sex Size
As Cindi woke up, she began to assess her situation. She had no idea how long she had been asleep. The last thing she remembered was being on the edge of an amazing orgasm. She was licking the pussy of the woman called “Maria” and getting cream pied in her ass by the man called “Steve”. She was riding the saddle, or the “Sybian” as they called it, her clit was on fire and she was ready to explode. That’s when Steve pulled the plug and now she was waking up.
She was blindfolded, naked - naturally - and sitting on the saddle. The saddle was turned on and set to a dull buzz, at least it seemed to be. It was driving her crazy because she was mounted leaning forward with her full weight pressing her clit against the hard bump built into the Sybian. Her arms were tied straight back behind her, and they had stuffed something in her mouth, her pussy, and possibly her ass, probably a dildo in each. She was so full she couldn’t be sure what was in each hole. What she was sure of was that she was hungry and on the edge of a much needed orgasm. The dildo in her pussy seemed to be attached to the Sybian because it was shaking her insides and making her cream. It felt like an earthquake was building inside her. She was right on the edge, grinding back and forth as the machine growled beneath her. Then the Sybian shut off.
Once the deafening sound of the vibrating saddle disappeared, she listened in the silence for clues that would indicate where she was or at least which room she was in. Her best guess was the living room. This struck a nerve because eventually the boys would return, or possibly anyone could walk in and find her like this. The house was completely empty. She tried to make grunting sounds to see if there was an echo or to try and determine the size of the room. She decided that it had to be the living room because it was the largest room in the house.
Suddenly the Sybian roared back to life and her clit was being molested once again and her pussy was shaken violently. It was the same speed as before, which made her think that the machine was on a timer. It was a challenge for her to find a way to cum before it shut off, at least that was her best guess. She focused all of her attention on the vibrations buzzing inside her pussy and against her clit. It was glorious. It was controlling her and she took advantage of her predicament instead of trying to fight it. Don’t fight what you can’t change, take advantage of the situation and change what you can. The change she needed was to accomplish a full blown orgasm instead of being denied.
She repositioned herself and pressed hard against the nub of the Sybian and held her clit against it while trying to move up and down on the dildo in her pussy. It was doing exactly what it was designed to do and she allowed her emotions to exploit her disposition. She began moaning, which turned into whimpering out loud, which led to screaming. Eventually, she was bucking against the Sybian and right on the edge of cumming. The motor shut off again.
Cindi sat frustrated and angry, rocking back and forth trying to stimulate herself to get off. No matter what she tried, nothing was as good as the vibrating saddle. In the back of her mind, she just knew someone would eventually walk in and find her in this crazy position and her ability to get off would be thwarted once again. She waited patiently, her anger fueling her determination to win this battle against the machine.
She began reminiscing about the trip that brought her here. She no longer cared about the age gap, her need for satisfaction was the most important thing at the moment. She was hooked. She fantasized about being under the blanket with Alejandro and Pedro and how they fingered her. She played out the scenario of Juan and Miguel double teaming her, swapping positions back and forth as she took advantage of them ravaging her and giving her multiple orgasms. She thought about Steve and Maria, but quickly shunned that encounter. Sure, the Sybian was now available to her, thanks to them, but they were also responsible for her current level of frustration. Fuckers! Leaving a widowed woman high and dry. The nerve of some people.
The machine suddenly came to life again. She quickly began rocking back and forth hard as the saddle stimulated her clit mercilessly. Cindi was determined to reach her goal this time. She rocked back and forth, grinding her cunt into the nub while writhing on the vibrating dildo inside her pussy. She was so close, she could feel herself on the brink of a monumental climax.
Suddenly, whatever was in her ass began to throb. Heavy, thick, throbbing vibrations. These were even more intense than the Sybian. She was completely over the edge as she cried out, but then hands grabbed the sides of her head and simultaneously a stiff cock replaced the object in her mouth. It completely bypassed her mouth and was stuffed down into her throat. She gagged as her cunt erupted, squirting and grinding against the nub built into the Sybian. Her reflexes took over and the person throating her let go of her head and simply allowed her own weight to cause her to choke on the long slender dick. When she began coughing and convulsing, a hand grabbed her hair and pulled her back, allowing her momentary relief. She took in as much air as she could before he released her and she fell forward again with the dick lodged in her gullet. She tried to swallow. It was a game she couldn’t win. She was at the mercy of her adversary, and he was toying with her. She was still cumming while he used her mouth and then he suddenly pulled out.
She felt his body heat pass her on the left, then the dildo in her ass stopped vibrating and was removed. The feeling in her ass was empty and the cool air left a tingling sensation in the massive gape. Her head and arms were released and she could feel him positioning himself behind her. She instinctively knew what was coming. The Sybian roared on as he grabbed her hips and plunged his dick deep into her ass. For a brief moment she could feel his pubic hairs on the ends of her fingers. Suddenly he was pounding away at her, his balls slapping against her taint while her stuffed cunt was still grinding away at the relentless Sybian. She was on her third orgasm as he reached his climax and painted the inside of her ass with a creampie. She barely felt it until he shoved the dildo back into her ass and turned it back on full power. The invasion of the acorn caused a farting sound as his cum gushed out of her ass and trickled down inside her thighs and onto the Sybian. She could smell his cum as it danced underneath her, bouncing on the vibrating Sybian. It rolled down the sides and dripped onto the floor leaving a sticky mess for her to clean later.
She was building her fourth climax, anticipating the Sybian to shut down, but it continued throbbing against her clit. The dildos in her cunt and ass never stopped. She was losing her mind and her balance. The strength to hold herself up was waning as she heard the front door slam shut. The intruder was apparently finished with her.
Her insides were being overstimulated and she began to realize that she was helpless to stop it. Before, she couldn’t get enough. Now, it was too much for her system to handle. Too many tingling nerve endings. Too many sensations. Too much pleasure. This was making up for lost time.
She quickly diverted her mind to try and think about anything but sex. She thought about flowers, but that reminded her of her own flower that was constantly throbbing. She thought about doing laundry, but that reminded her of the rhythmic constantly revolving dryer, much like the Sybian she was fastened to. She thought about cooking, but that reminded her of how hot it was being naughty underneath the blanket on the trip. No matter what she tried to focus her mind on, it eventually led back to sex and she was quickly approaching another orgasm that she was trying to avoid. She attempted to brace herself for the impending eruption between her legs, but this one was more than she could stand as the pulsating vibrations wouldn’t stop. She exploded, her eyes rolled back and she completely blacked out. She lay there hunched over with her face pressed against the floor as the Sybian continued to throb underneath her.
Cindi had no idea how long she was out or how she got strapped upright against the wall. She was spread wide on her knees and she could feel the cold floor along with something throbbing against her clit. Her arms were cuffed behind her back with her hair tied to the cuffs so that her head was angled up. She was blindfolded and her neck was strapped to the wall behind her. Something was stretching her mouth wide open as a cool gust of air from outside whisked across her tongue and her bare nipples. She was thinking what a sight she must be.
The birds were chirping and she could hear the sound of feet crunching on the leaves. The front door was already open and people were coming. Was it Liam and his friends? She couldn’t pinpoint exactly how many, but there were at least a few. Immediately she remembered her thoughts from earlier on the Sybian. The boys would find her in this embarrassingly weird vulnerable pose. The footsteps stopped on the tiny steps of the front door.
“Nice. Well fellas, I think two weeks without any pussy is long enough, don’t you, Richey?” the gruff voice said.
“Those tits are just begging to be grabbed, slapped and pinched,” Richey exclaimed.
“They look real! Hope you like pain slut,” a third man added.
“Fuck me! This is like a dream come true! On her knees with her mouth open at the perfect dick height? Where did you find that ad, Jimmy?” another man asked.
“It wasn’t an ad. It was a post on social media. It just gave the lat & long to this shack and had a picture of her tits. It was only up for an hour, then they took it down,” Jimmy replied.
“Well what are we waiting for, let’s get our dicks wet!” Richey said as he stepped in and pulled out his growing cock.