The Best Birthday Present Ever
Copyright© 2019 by Mark Gander
Chapter 3
BDSM Sex Story: Chapter 3 - Wayne Murphy is about to get the best birthday gift ever from his twin sister and favorite lover, Wendy. What's the gift? His ex-wife.
Caution: This BDSM Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Ma/Ma Mult Consensual NonConsensual Slavery BiSexual Post Apocalypse Sharing Slut Wife Incest Brother Sister BDSM DomSub MaleDom FemaleDom Humiliation Rough Spanking Gang Bang Group Sex Harem Orgy Polygamy/Polyamory Swinging Interracial White Male White Female Hispanic Female Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie First Oral Sex Pegging Pregnancy Sex Toys Squirting Nudism Revenge
“Damn, pussy boi, you are TIGHT! Even after getting pegged by my sister, no less!” I told Jordan as I buggered him at last, “now, if you had just given up the booty back then instead of trying to entrap me, well, we could have had some real fun, couldn’t we? And your sorry ass wouldn’t be stuck in indefinite chastity as well as bondage!”
I slapped Jordan’s buns as I rammed him deeper in front of my sister and ex-wife. Tamara Marvin was now divorced from both of us, of course, since bondage automatically dissolved marriages according to Arizona Revised Statutes. Unlike some other states, Arizona law forbade anyone to be bound to servitude who was under the age of eighteen, of course. Thankfully, both Jordan and Tamara were well above the requisite age of consent.
Jordan was gagged with a ball gag, so he couldn’t reply, but his hips worked with me involuntarily, due to obvious pleasure in spite of the pain. He was stuck in a passive role, but he was a bit more active than one might expect. Then again, Tamara did the same for Wendy as she got her backfield plowed by my sister. Luckily for her, my cum served as a rather nice coating of lube for her already gaping asshole as my sister sodomized her with glee.
Of course, Tamara wasn’t gagged and her cries of ecstasy left no question that she enjoyed every last second of getting her bottom used by Wendy. Her resistance to slavery seemed to crumble a lot faster, though her smoldering resentment remained to a large extent. Knowing that she would get to bugger her ex helped mollify her more than a little, though it added to his misery and anger. Their attitudes were as different as night and day, at least partly thanks to their increasingly divergent experiences of bondage just today.
“Oh ... yes ... fuck ... my ... ass!” Tamara begged Wendy for more dildo up her tush, clearly enjoying sodomy than one might have guessed.
She might not enjoy the rest of her enslavement, I thought to myself. I could think of various ways to make her pay for her past mistreatment of me. Even so, knowing that my own slut ex-wife enjoyed getting butt-fucked was a very handy piece of information indeed. She could be rather useful to me that way, among many others, and this could be used as leverage, along with other things.
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