Chapter 63: The Hot Ass MILFs Naughty Tattoo

Barbie “Bitch” Carter – Day Fifty-Three

I licked at the ghost girl’s snatch. I had been eating her out ever since Master and Mom when inside the Sorority house. She squealed as she came for the umpteenth time, drowning me in her tangy pussy cream. Time didn’t matter.

Just devouring her cunt.

My asshole clamped down on the butt plug, holding my doggy tail. I had whiskers painted on my cheeks. I licked and lapped at that delicious cunt. She moaned, wearing a sheet with eye holes. A classic ghost.

“Yes!” she gasped out as the door to the limo opened.

I ripped my mouth off to see Mom and Master. Mom looked so disheveled. Happy but tired in her apron that no longer covered her large breasts. She smiled at me as the ghost girl was panting through her pleasure. My brother was wearing leather pants and a leather vest, though he had lost his Outback-style hat.

“You can leave,” Master told the girl, his cock thrusting out before him. “I’m done using you, ghost.”

“Sure,” she groaned and rose on unsteady legs. I licked my lips as my Master helped her out of the limo. “It was fun.”

“It was,” I said, then smiled at Master. “Did you have fun at the party, Master?”

“Yes, I did,” he said, so handsome. My little brother ruled me. It was so hot. “Bitch, Mom’s pussy is full of cum. Do something about that.”

“Right!” I squealed and crawled to Mom. She spread her legs, the apron covering her pussy. I flipped it up to reveal her shaved cunt dripping in pussy cream. Hungry, I buried my face into Mom’s twat. “Yummy!”

I licked at her cunt, gathering up my little brother’s salty cum mixed with Mom’s tart juices. She groaned, her big boob jiggling around her apron. Her blue eyes shone in the limo’s overhead light. I devoured my mother. It was so good to lick at her.

She brought me into this world. It was only right that I feast on her cunt now.

My little brother pressed his cock into my pussy. My asshole clamped down on the butt plug as Master thrust into my cunt. I whimpered in delight, loving having both holes stuffed full. It was just incredible. I whimpered into Mom’s pussy.

I tongued her twat. She trembled, her boobs jiggling. She was such a dyke-slut now. My little brother had used her so much, she had embraced being a lesbian. It was so hot when she brought the girls home, she met on Flickr or just out in the world.

My little brother fucked my pussy hard. He churned me up with such force. It was so good to have him pounding my cunt. I squeezed my snatch down on him. I loved every second of him fucking me. He pounded me with passion.

“Yes!” I moaned, lapping up his cum from Mom’s tart pussy. “Oh, oh, Master!”

“Ooh, fuck your sister, honey,” whimpered Mom. “Pound her. Oh, oh, Bitch, eat me!”

Everyone called me Bitch. It was my new name. I loved it. Master gave it to me. Just like he pierced my nipples, tattooed me, and collared me. He owned me. I was so happy to forever be his. My pussy clamped down on him.

The heat of his big dick fucking my cunt swelled through me. I lapped at Mom’s pussy, the salty flavor of my little brother’s cum diminishing. There was less of that wonderful spunk to lick up. So I plunged my tongue into her cunt.

“Yes!” Mom gasped. “Lick me clean, Bitch!”

I scooped the cum I found out of her depths. My little brother’s jizz in my mother’s cunt. Incest at its finest.

My pussy melted around my little brother’s cock. His balls smacked into my clit over and over again. Sparks sizzled each time he did that. It was so amazing to have him thrusting away at me. He churned me up. It was just so incredible.

I gripped that thick shaft with my hard rod. He buried into my snatch again and again. My orgasm built as I swirled around in Mom’s pussy. I scooped up every drop of cum that I could find in her. She moaned, trembling. Her boobs jiggling.

“Bitch!” gasped Mom as I licked to her clit. I had found all the cum in her. “Oh, oh, yes, tongue my clit, Bitch!”

“Tongue her,” grunted Master as he slammed his cock into my cunt. His balls smacked my clit.

“Master!” I squealed and burst into rapture.

My cunt writhed around his big dick as I suckled on Mom’s clit. The rapture swept through me. Stars danced across my vision. Mom trembled as I loved her. My brother fucked my spasming snatch. He buried into me deep and hard, sending more ecstasy through me.

“Oh, oh, Bitch!” Mom gasped as I tongued her clit. “Yes!”

She drowned me in her tart juices.

Mom bucked through her orgasm. Her boobs heaved as she moaned. Her blonde hair flew. She humped her shaved cunt against my lips. I lapped up her juices, groaning through my own ecstasy. Master slammed his cock into my spasming snatch.

“Fuck!” he roared.

Erupted.

My little brother’s incestuous seed flooded my cunt. My owned pussy writhed around him as he used me. Such joy burst in me. Another orgasm, even more intense, burned ecstatically through me. I lapped at Mom’s cunt, loving this.

My asshole writhed around my butt plug as my cunt milked Master’s spurting dick. He dumped his load into me. He fired blast after blast of his cum into my cunt. I loved every second of this heat shooting into me. It was so good.

“Master! Master!” I whimpered into Mom’s pussy.

“Goddamn,” he growled, erupting into me.

I feasted on Mom’s tart pussy as my cunt writhed around my little brother’s cock. He grunted, spurting his jizz into me. He filled me to the brim with his cum. I rubbed my face into Mom’s cunt as my brother flooded me with all that he had.

He fired that last spurt of his cum into me. It was incredible.

“Damn,” he growled, his cock twitching in me. “Take us home, Bitch.”

“Right,” I said and slid off his cock. I crawled to the door to head to the front. As I did, Mom snagged my doggy’s tail.

I gasped as she ripped it out of my asshole. I shuddered at the plop. I turned to see Mom taking it and pressing it into her own asshole. She shoved it into her bowels and shuddered in delight. She closed her eyes. Tony sank down beside her.

Shuddering, I crawled out of the back and up front. I started up the limo and turned down the radio. I was playing music streamed from my phone. I pulled away, humming to myself. It took about ten minutes to drive up to Crystal Ridge and our new mansion home. I pulled up before it.

I turned off the car and opened the back door to find Mom sleeping against Master, the doggy tail thrusting out from beneath her apron and between her legs. I snapped a picture. It was just so adorable. Master smiled at me.

“It was a great Halloween,” he said.

“Yep!” I squealed.

Mrs. Heidi Schmidt – Day Fifty-Eight

It was so sad with Tony moved out of the neighborhood. I couldn’t entice him to fuck my asshole with as I “gardened.” So on Sunday, I decided to do something to entice him again. But I wanted to do more than show up at his new place.

I had to have something to wow him.

I wanted it to be special.

So my husband took me to a tattoo parlor. I was more than a little nervous walking into the place. I was glad that Rick was such a great guy to do this for me. My heart beat in my chest. We were at Demon Tats. It was owned by a woman tattoo artist.

I just didn’t feel right having a man stare at my naked ass who wasn’t my husband or Tony.

“Well, come on back,” said a woman covered from head to toes in tattoos. She wore tight jeans and a tank top with a guy in an orange karate outfit with spiky black hair firing a blue ball of energy. It must be one of those Japanese cartoons. “What do you want?”

“Oh, er, I need something tattooed on my butt,” I said, my cheeks burning. My asshole clamped down on my butt plug. I always wore it. I only wanted Tony to use my asshole, so I had to keep it sealed up. “Um, two words. One word on each butt-cheek.”

“Okay,” she said as we came back. “I can do that. Let’s pick some fonts.” She motioned to a computer beyond a tattoo chair. She opened it up, and there was a list of fonts. “What do you want tattooed?”

My cheeks burning, I muttered, “Tony’s Ass.”

“Tony, eh?” She grinned at him. “Does he use you, too?”

“Yes.” My cheeks burned. “He fucks my ass when he comes home from school. I live—lived—on his street. But he moved. I need something special for him.”

“Of course, of course,” said Lilith. “Mmm, his mom is hot. I spent a day making love to her. She also cleaned my apartment for me. Such a mother.”

I nodded and squirmed. We settled on the font. Some nice calligraphy. Black ink. She printed out the stencil. I trembled as I moved to the chair. I had to kneel on it. My husband sat beside me, taking my hand. Lilith put on some music. It was metal. Not my thing, but it wasn’t loud.

She flipped up my skirt and smiled. “Nice butt plug. I like the sapphire.”

“I bought that to make my ass more exciting for Tony,” I said.

“Mmm, real initiative to make sure he uses you.” She applied the stencil to my butt-cheeks. It was strange to feel her drawing on my ass. “I respect that. He was in here just last weekend with a new slave. This maid. Hot stuff.”

She finished with the stenciling. The tattoo gun buzzed to life. I swallowed.

It hurt, but I was doing this for Tony. My asshole clenched down on my butt plug. She worked on my left cheek first. I gripped my husband’s hand, thinking about Tony. How he would see that he owned my ass and just had to use me. It was such a wonderful thing.

Lilith worked efficiently. It hurt, but I started to grow used to the pain. It wasn’t as bad as I thought. A burning sting, but not intolerable. Certainly not like a painful cramp or stomach ache. I broke my bone once as a girl.

That hurt far worse.

Finally, she was done. She wiped over the tattoo and sprayed something on it that instantly cooled the pain. I groaned in delight as she did that. Lilith rolled back and took off her rubber gloves, disposing of those and the needle on the gun.