Big Black Costume update

Courtney looked at herself naked in the floor-length mirror that hung on her bedroom door. Her belly was smooth and gleamed softly with dried perspiration, while orgasmic cream did the same to her pubic thatch. Usually, her legs were long and tawny, but right now they were red and flushed, wet and heated. Her lovely little breasts were hot, and they still heaved with exertion, while her face was blushing crimson. Her blonde hair was matted around her pretty face.

“God, I’m such a mess.”

But what really looked bad was her ass. When she turned around, there were her full buttocks between which Cindy and Yolanda and Bobbie had all had their fun. Her asscheeks were glowing, splayed around the gaping hole that had been made of her anus. What once had been a neat little puckered opening was now a blown-out crater, a testimony to how well-used she’d been after all three women had had their way with her, in one way or another. And it was sore as hell, but despite everything, Courtney didn’t regret what had happened at all.

Then the door swung open, her mother Barbara walking in with a tray of food to make up for Courtney having missed dinner. She saw Courtney naked, saw her ass, saw how destroyed her sphincter was, and knew immediately that didn’t happen with teenage experimentation, no matter how well-hung a guy was.

No, that happened when a girl loved sodomy, when she was addicted to it, coming from getting ass-fucked again and again and again. Barbara couldn’t believe it, but her little girl was clearly an anal whore.

The tray dropped from Barbara’s hands, its crash to the floor breaking their frozen stalemate.

Courtney’s hands flew back to try and cover her ass, not that even both of them could hide how her asshole was obviously ruined. “Mom, I—it’s not what you think, I just, I felt a lump and I…”

“Do not even bullshit me right now, Court.” Barbara stepped into the bedroom, slamming the door behind her. “God, I thought the superhero thing was bad, but you’re not even a virgin now? Not even an anal virgin? You let someone fuck you in the ass! My God, Courtney, don’t you know what that makes you? Have you even thought of how people would talk about you if word of this spread around your school? What? What’s that look?”

Courtney had been biting her lip. She hated lying to her mom—even a lie of omission. And Barbara already seemed so upset, she couldn’t keep BSing her. “I didn’t… let someone… do that… in my butt. There were… uh… there were a few people.”

“No kidding!” Barbara blurted out. “You look like someone put in an eight-hour shift in your ass. Of course you were at some sort of orgy. Who else could’ve gaped you like that for hours on end, Sting?” She sighed. “I’m not mad. I’m just… let me clean you up some. You must be sore.”

“Just a little,” Courtney said. “What can I—“

“You can lie down on the bed and shut your mouth,” Barbara said, going to the vanity to get a wet nap. “I should’ve known you were headed for something like this. You run around in that skintight costume, with that fat ass of yours, working that—Cosmic Staff like a stripper pole. I suppose I should be grateful that there’s no chance of you getting pregnant.”

“No… no chance of that,” Courtney agreed, holding open her buttocks as if she had to make any effort at all to expose her asshole. She couldn’t believe she was in this position with her own mother. She buried her face in her pillow to hide the fiery bloom in her cheeks.

Barbara folded the wet nap into a neat square. She slapped Courtney’s hands away and opened up the girl’s splayed buttocks herself. She used the moist towelette to wipe soothingly at some of the flaring red that marked Courtney’s gaping hole.

“There. That should help some,” Barbara said, throwing the wet nap away. “I’m surprised no one fitted you for a buttplug before they let you leave. Since you clearly enjoy being an anal slut so much, I would’ve thought they’d want to keep you open and ready for your next ass-fuck.”

As crazy as all this was, what Courtney really couldn’t believe was how her mom was talking. It made this all feel more like some bizarre dream, but it was also so real at the same time. “Things got pretty dramatic before everyone left. We didn’t really do any pillow talk.”

Barbara waved a tired hand through the air. “You can use one of mine. God knows I’d rather you go around with your ass stuffed full than not be ready the next time you get sodomized with a horse cock like this.”

“Thanks, Mom.”

“Don’t thank me… you really do love this, don’t you? You little slut.”

“I… I guess so… everyone just, really loves my butt, and fucking it makes them so happy, and it makes me… I’m…”

“I know,” Barbara said consolingly. “I know, dear.”

Then, because she still had her face buried in her pillow, Courtney didn’t see what Barbara was doing. She was suddenly surprised by the feel of her mother’s middle finger touching inside of her broken ass.

“Mommy, what are you doing?” Courtney wailed.

“Checking. This really is a nice ass, inside and out, isn’t it? Of course it looks good, but it’s also nice and tight, even now—if you go deep enough. No wonder all your friends wanted to ass-fuck you. That’s what happened, right? They took turns?”

“Yes—sorta—Mommy, you’re in my butt!”

Barbara’s finger slid down into Courtney’s ass up to the joint. Even with how her ass felt like a bottomless hole, it still seemed to Courtney like her ass was being filled. “I’m just trying it. You’re enjoying this even now, aren’t you? You really are an anal slut.”

“No, mommy,” Courtney pleaded, but it was too late. Barbara had a firm hold on Courtney’s head, pressing her face down into her pillow to hold her in place, and she had her finger fully buried in Courtney’s ass. It wasn’t stopping now.

“Too bad, Court. If you were still even a little bit of a virgin—if you just weren’t such a whore—my finger could’ve been enough to get you off. Now I’ll have to use something else. Where’s your strap-on, Courtney? No man’s cock could stay hard long enough to fuck your ass this far apart, and anyway, there’s no cum. I want one of the dildos that fucked you.”

“I don’t have it!” Courtney mewled. “They do, Yolanda and Cindy, they have the strap-ons. I just get fucked by them!”

Barbara sighed. “Then I’ll just have to make do, won’t I? I’ll make do,” she said again, and picked up the Cosmic Staff from where it leaned against the wall.

Even with how Courtney’s ass had been ruined, Barbara didn’t think she could take the business end of the staff, so Barbara turned it around and thrust the bottom of it into Courtney’s asshole. A slut like her didn’t need lubrication; the wet nap would have to be enough. And the staff did go right in, Courtney’s cheeks quivering, her body shaking from the suddenness of the onslaught.

“Mommy!?” Courtney cried in utterly lost confusion, her voice cracking with arousal as her whore body gave into the pleasure of being sodomized once more.

“It’s okay, baby. I know what a slut you are. I know how good this feels.” In, out, in, out. Slowly, deliberately Barbara increased her speed. Sodomizing Courtney excited her, but she held back to milk the experience. Anyone could make an ass-fuck like this hurt, but she knew how much skill it took to make Courtney feel oh-so-good. “But I can’t have you getting passed around your homeroom like… like pogs! Who all fucked you? Tell me, who?”

Courtney didn’t answer at first, crying out instead. Barbara had to be grateful Pat and Mike weren’t home. With every pleasured scream torn from Courtney’s throat, she felt her blood racing, her heart pounding, her skin heating up with the anticipation of more.

“Answer your mother!” Barbara ordered.

“Yolanda!” Courtney gasped. “And—and Cindy! Suh… Cindy’s mom… I don’t know her name…”

“God,” Barbara breathed, only able to believe her daughter was such a slut by the fact that she was currently ass-fucking her—Courtney not only allowing it, but loving it.

The fact was bringing back all the memories, the girls like Courtney whose asses she had ruined. Ignored but never really forgotten. Their gaping holes were still displayed in Barbara’s mind’s eye, always, forever, waiting patiently to be called up. Had she ever gaped someone as wide as her slut daughter’s destroyed ass? Yes. Yes, she had.

“You can keep seeing Yolanda,” Barbara pronounced. “She seems like a good girl. But I don’t want you going near Cindy. Or, fuck, her mother. Those two are bad news.”

“Mom!” Courtney whined, not really able to articulate the thought, just reacting to having her Cosmic Staff still being stuffed continuously up her defeated ass.

“I know, sweetie. I know you’re such a little whore that Yolanda probably won’t be able to keep you satisfied. That’s where I come in, Court. I’m going to make sure you don’t embarrass this family any further. You need the ass to belong to someone—well, now it belongs to me.”

It’d been after Courtney’s father left that Barbara had started noticing girls. Not just girls, but anal sluts—sloppy little bitches who couldn’t seem to get off unless there was a cock up their ass. They’d been living in a college town. Every bar seemed to have a least a half-dozen co-eds who were into older women, curious about lesbianism, and had nice fat asses just begging not to be virgin anymore. Maybe Barbara shouldn’t have taken advantage of them, but she’d had needs and she’d just… really loved fucking a new girl in the ass every night. Walking them through their denial, their reluctance, until they realized how good it felt, until they were addicted and begging for more, more, more.

And now here Courtney was. Just like them, another anal slut who needed a cock in her ass to be happy. Well, Barbara wouldn’t let some scumbag take advantage of her little girl. She knew what Courtney really needed and she’d give it to Courtney herself before she let her get her heart broken.

Barbara rammed the staff in hard, really burying it in Courtney’s bowels, then let go, leaving it stuck there, while she skimmed her pants off. Naked from the waist down, her trim thighs twitching lustfully, she stepped behind Courtney and spooned her, locking the staff between her thighs, rubbing her cunt against it as she kept working its tip between Courtney’s creamy buttocks.

At times like this, when she asserted her dominance, when a nubile body was spread and opened to her, Barbara remembered prowling the darkened sorority houses, such a frequent visitor that she felt like a vampire, a creature of the night preying on one girl after another. One by one, she showed each of them what their asses were for—who their holes belonged to. She was an animal sating her hunger, her lust, her need.

With each shudder wracking Courtney’s body, Barbara remembered all the other soft, helpless bodies that had given into her. Their eyes, widening always at the last instant in horror as they realized just what they were in for, their pouting lips opening to cry out but being swallowed under her powerful hands. Barbara kept her fingers cupped over their lips until they accepted what whores they were. Then she took her hand away and listened to them moan in orgasm.

Courtney didn’t have to accept anything. She already knew she was an anal slut. Now she was learning that she was Barbara’s. That after all she’d done to ruin her ass, it still belonged to Barbara. She was still her mommy’s girl.

Devolution. That was what was taking place inside Barbara. She was regressing back from the romance she’d found with Pat and just treating Courtney like a warm body to fuck. But that was all Courtney wanted to be. Barbara would treat her like the ass-fuck whore she was—better her than the whole student body. And she loved the feel of Courtney’s soft, creamy flesh—taking one hand off the staff to squeeze Courtney’s curves with her fingers, seeking out nubile warmth with her fingers the same way the staff was seeking out the depths of her asshole.

Barbara didn’t let up on the phallic thrusts of the staff. She knew she had to satisfy her daughter, whatever it took. She jammed the staff into Courtney’s ass, felt her squirm in pain, heard her cries grow more and more intense. But it wasn’t enough. Barbara needed more.

She raised her hand and for the first time in her life, Barbara spanked her daughter. Hard.

Courtney jolted, both from the pain of the blow and the shock of receiving it.

“Mommy, that hurt! Why are you doing this to me? Why are you treating me… like a bad girl?”

Barbara heard the huskiness in her voice, the arousal, and knew she was well on her way to satisfying her daughter. She wouldn’t ever leave Courtney’s satiation in the hands of some gawky little high schoolers again.

She spanked Courtney a second time, palm firmly meeting the girl’s fat ass, and felt the rippling reverberation go through Courtney’s body and even quiver through the staff as Barbara rode her cunt against it. Barbara quickly switched hands, holding the staff with the hand that still tingled from striking Courtney, while the other now slapped Courtney’s ass. It left a deep red mark.

Courtney was moaning, pained as much as in pleasure, but she didn’t do anything to try to escape from the ass-fuck her mother was giving her. On some level, she knew it was her role to be sodomized this way. She didn’t resist it. She didn’t even question it. It felt too right for that, as much as it hurt. It hurt nice.

“Oh, Mommy, that feels so great! Don’t stop—ever! Yeah, keep pushing it up my butt like that! I love feeling you fucking my ass—keep going, Mommy, fuck my hole until I can’t take it anymore! I love it, Mommy! Yes! Yes! Yes!”

“Spread your cheeks for me, Court!” Barbara ordered her, not so much because she needed it done, but because she simply had to take advantage of this submissiveness Courtney was showing her. “Open up your ass and show me where you want to get fucked! I love pumping into you with your own staff, but we won’t be doing this again. Oh no—can’t have you fighting supervillains with a weapon that’s been halfway into your butt. I’m going to buy a nice big strap-on—we can go shopping for one together. How big a strap do you think you can take, Courtney? This staff makes a nice dildo, but it’s too damn thin. I want a nice, big, girthy one. When your ass heals up, I want you to feel it getting stretched all over again by me. And I want you to know that you might get to fuck your friend, but I’m the only one who can destroy your ass.”

“But, Mommy, Yolanda is really good—“

Barbara silenced her, not with another spank—Courtney would enjoy that too much—but by tugging on her hair so hard that Courtney’s head was whipped back. “You can blow her. You can even let her in your cunt. But as long as you live under my roof, your ass is mine. Got it, little lady?”

“Yes, Mommy,” Courtney moaned meekly.

“Good girl.” Barbara let go of her hair and thrust the staff in and out again, rubbing its quivering shaft against her own mons as the end went into her daughter’s ass. “No wonder you’ve been such a pill lately. Imagine, trusting a bunch of cheerleaders to own your ass…”

Courtney kept her asscheeks held far apart. Splayed as they were, they did nothing to interfere with Barbara thrusting into her well-used ass, but Courtney wouldn’t take a chance of what little remained of their closeness doing anything to stop her from being fucked. She knew it was impossible, but she wanted the full length of the staff inside her. Or at least she wanted the head to ass-fuck her. God, it seemed so kinky now, running around in her little outfit with a great big prick in her hands…

Her anus quaked in pleasure, all of her nubile body throbbing with sweet sensation as her mother expertly reamed her out. Barbara was fucking her with the staff as much as masturbating, not that she needed any additional stimulation to get off on fucking Courtney’s big ass. The only thing better would be if it was a virgin, a tight pink hole for whatever she wanted to stuff into it, but at least this way, Barbara got the satisfaction of knowing that those other girls who had fucked her daughter simply couldn’t compare to how Courtney was getting off now. It was obvious Courtney loved the fact that it was her own staff being rammed home into her bowels.

They were on the same page now, Courtney completely subservient to Barbara’s desire because she wanted to be fucked as badly as Barbara wanted to fuck her. She ground herself into the length of staff impaling her, Barbara keeping up with her daughter as best she could. She slammed the staff’s end into Barbara with all her power and they fucked back and forth at each other, like they were in a contest to see who could get fucked the hardest.

Courtney was lost in a world of pleasure, totally surrendering to being the anal slut Barbara had said she was. Her mother was right. She just needed this desire sated and Barbara knew how to take care of it. The sensation built and built, as it had been for some time now, and Courtney knew that she was about a climax, even without anyone touching her…

Barbara reached around Courtney and stroked her engorged clit, fingers skillfully playing the little bud, strumming and stroking it until Courtney couldn’t take anymore. She bucked hard, though the staff embedded in her ass kept her from going anywhere. Courtney stifled her orgasmic bellow, unconsciously holding her breath while her orgasm overtook her. All of her body tensed and convulsed, as if joining her asshole in clenching on the staff. Courtney’s muscles tightened so hard, she ended up shaking with the force of her climax. She was out of control, throwing herself back and forth on her anal penetration and her mother’s rubbing fingers. Waves of ecstasy flooded Courtney’s mind.

Her asshole stretched wide and her clit being played by expert hands, she squirted. Courtney jammed her anus down on the Cosmic Staff, spurted another rapturous gush from her pussy, then pulled back and rammed down again, fucking the staff into her bowels. Her anus gripped and stroked the staff and her clit throbbed potently as she erupted again. Something about Barbara’s skill, the fact that it was the Cosmic Staff inside her, the fact that it was her mother, made all the orgasms Courtney’d ever had before now pale into nothingness. She still liked Yolanda, liked her a lot, but the girl just did not know how to fuck her like this. Barbara was giving her an orgasm far more powerful—almost too much to bear—than Yolanda had yet figured out.

Slowly, Courtney’s climax died again, until she only barely kept moving back on the staff. Instead, Barbara took over the work of fucking her greedy asshole. Courtney was breathless from how strong her orgasm had been, but she still smiled at how good it felt to be sodomized. She knew it wouldn’t be long until she came again. Barbara pumped the staff into her like a madwoman, just the way Courtney wanted to be manhandled. Her asshole was glowing with pleasure, thriving on what Barbara was doing to her. She wanted to be fucked, used, slammed hard. She needed to be reamed over and over again, to have all her wicked desires met by a mother who loved her as much as she punished Courtney for being such a slut.

“I love you, Mommy!” Courtney moaned as she started squirting all over again.

“I love you too, sweetie,” Barbara replied, thrusting the staff in even harder to see how much of it her daughter could take.