Big Black Costume update

Bobbie tightened her grip on Courtney’s waist, churning her hips to pump the dildo deeper into Courtney. The thick strap-on slid in and out of Courtney’s asshole, making the blonde moan in delight. Her thighs jerked and twitched erratically as she took each thrust. Bobbie used all her strength, trying to get it as deep into Courtney’s bowels as she could. She knew Cindy would be satisfied with nothing less. Courtney would be satisfied with nothing less. And maybe… maybe she wouldn’t be satisfied either—not unless she hilted that big dildo right in Courtney’s ass.

Caught between two impalements, Courtney writhed and kicked and pounded her fists on the divan that was the site of her debasement. Her juicy ass pumped up and down, jerking between the two bodies sandwiching her as she tried to take both their offered penetrations as deep as possible, whether in her dripping pussy or tight ass. Her breasts pressed to Yolanda’s chest, both sets of tits flattening together, while their hard nipples sparked with the pleasure they found together.

Courtney pistoned herself with an almost twerking motion, her bare legs tensing every time she was invaded, like the realization that she was an enthusiastic participant in her own ravaging struck her repeatedly and was always soundly ignored.

From beneath, Yolanda surged and thrust with a savage fury, hammering herself up into Courtney’s juicy cunt until her thrusts could be felt by Bobbie, nearly knocked her off of Courtney’s back. Her eyes were closed as she absorbed the rapt friction of their coitus, her mouth gaping open, panting for breath. Yolanda rolled her head from side to side, fighting against the urge to climax while straining to thrust even harder into Courtney’s slick sex.

Courtney moaned, quaking in a series of fluttering spasms. “Oh God, you’re killing me, you’re fucking me to death! GOD! I love how your cocks feel inside me! My pussy’s on fire! My ass is so fucking full—it’s wide open! OHHHHH! It’s so good! I’m full, it’s all fucking in me! Keep going! Fuck the shit out of me! CHRIST! HARDER! HARDER! NNNGH!”

Her hot cunt brimmed over with her oily lust, her quivering passage now so moist that it slurped and sucked at Yolanda’s driving strap-on. Adding to the wet cacophony, Courtney ground her creamy flesh into that of Yolanda’s, her juices coating the strap-on all the more as she pumped herself against the other woman’s dusky body.

Meanwhile, Bobbie rutted into Courtney’s well-opened ass as though trying to help her thrust her body down onto Yolanda’s erstwhile erection. Every time she thrust into Courtney’s splayed anus, she got a thrashing jerk from Courtney. Tight as her hands were on Courtney’s round little hips, she couldn’t hold the girl still.

“Destroy my ass, Mrs. Burman! Make it one big hole! Let me have that cock deeper, deeper! OH SHIT! OHHH FUUCK! Feels like you could—nh!—get a whole fist in my ass now! Deeper! Go deeper in my ass! I want all of your stiff prick in there!”

Bobbie’s face lit up with the lustful desire to do as Courtney said, seize the initiative, fuck her instead of being the one getting fucked. Seeing the reversal, Cindy suddenly cried out with a sharp wail and almost toppled over, such was the intensity of the orgasm that crashed into her cunt. Her pink sex quivered all over, all around her stroking fingers. She groaned and she shuddered, broadcasting her delight as her pussy came and came.

With her own little squeal, Courtney dug her knees into the divan and almost threw Bobbie clear, explosions of delicious rapture exploding deep inside her, in the tightening, clutching flesh where the two cocks fucking her were buried. Her eyes rolled up in her head and her cream sloshed out of her, splashing down onto Yolanda’s groin as though her strap-on might need further lubrication.

Then, as if jealous of that excessive rapture, Cindy was there, straddling Yolanda’s face, presenting her ass up to Courtney. The blonde was pressed into its creamy nakedness by how Bobbie pushed down on her body. There, Cindy had it. She felt Courtney’s lips touching her asshole.

“Lick it! Eat my ass out, you little slut! You stuck up bitch!”

Right that moment, Courtney wasn’t feeling at all stuck up. She had her face in Cindy’s ass, Cindy’s hand in her hair leashing her, keeping her from pulling away. It was a real reminder of how obscene this all was, how debauched her already kinky relationship with Yolanda had become. She knew she was almost finished, that this had to be the last hurdle cleared before Cindy was satisfied, but she was frozen. She couldn’t do it. It was just too revolting. For Yolanda, maybe she could forget how disgusting it was, but not with Cindy. She clearly just wanted to humiliate her, while if Yolanda got off on such a thing—well, at least that would be her bestie or girlfriend or whatever enjoying herself.

It didn’t take long for Cindy to note her hesitation. “What a classy lady!” she observed to Bobbie. “She doesn’t want to toss my salad! What’s the matter, Courtney? Is my ass not good enough for you?”

Bobbie leaned in to whisper in Courtney’s ear. “You’d better do as she says. You have no idea what she’ll do. Please. She’ll punish all of us.”

A bolt of fear swept through Courtney. She didn’t know what the specifics were of Cindy’s messed up relationship with her stepmother, but clearly Bobbie was afraid of her. Courtney couldn’t put an innocent civilian in danger. She’d risk her life to protect someone like Bobbie—so how was this any different?

At the same time, she felt a surging sense of despair. She was helpless; totally in Cindy’s power, with no choice but to do what the bitch wanted. With Cindy’s ass even blocking out the sight of Yolanda, another innocent—a friend—caught up in whatever the hell this was, Courtney stuck her tongue out and ran it over Cindy’s anus.

Cindy giggled. “That’s it—now you’re getting into it! Ooooh, that’s good! Classy little Courtney has a first-class tongue!”

Courtney’s mind was a whirl of confusion and anger. She lashed her tongue repeatedly against the puckered sphincter of Cindy’s anus, not believing she was really doing it. What’s worse was that she had actually fantasized about this, licking and sucking Yolanda’s hole, being a submissive anal slut to her.

But now her fantasy had been turned against her. Cindy was the one degrading her, not her precious Yolanda. It was either that or see the situation spiral truly out of control. Courtney wouldn’t take any chance of that happening. She had already given in too much—been too much of an ass-fuck whore to Cindy—for her to try to assert herself now.

Yolanda couldn’t believe what she was hearing: her girlfriend’s tongue licking and lapping, wet as you like, between Cindy’s buttocks. She didn’t know what to do—Courtney was clearly going for it. After all, only a few minutes ago, she’d been begging for both Yolanda and Cindy’s mom to fuck her. Yolanda didn’t know how some analingus could be more intimate than being double-penetrated, only that it seemed like something she and Courtney would do. Something for them, not Cindy Burman.

Then suddenly Yolanda’s face was wet, her eyelids slamming shut as some liquid gushed all over her face, raining down on her from above. She opened her mouth to swear when she realized what it was and the bittersweet taste rammed into her mouth. Cindy was coming on her. The bitch was coming all over Yolanda’s face and she was doing it with Courtney’s tongue in her asshole, getting her off.

“Your girlfriend’s so good at eating ass,” Cindy purred to Yolanda, seeing in her eyes how incensed she was at how hard Cindy had come—like she was getting off on how much it annoyed Yolanda for her to get off. “No wonder you two dykes are putting it up the ass all the time! With all the fun you must have tonguing each other’s asses, anything else would be a waste of good lubricant!”

Yolanda trembled with rage. She couldn’t believe something as comparatively innocent as fucking Courtney’s butt had led to this. It was more than she could stand. Then she saw Cindy reach down to rub her pussy, right in front of her, literally under Yolanda’s nose. The next breath she took, the scent of Cindy’s aroused cunt smashed into her nostrils.

“Don’t worry, Yolanda,” Cindy simpered at her. “I would never ask you to tongue-fuck me. Who knows where that tongue has been? At least I know a little virgin like Courtney hasn’t put it anywhere too interesting. You may be the town bicycle, but no one even wants her. You’re lucky I’m taking pity on her. If I weren’t loaning out my mom to her, she’d have to rely on you to get her off.”

“Goddamn bitch!” Yolanda swore, rearing up to attack her, or starting to, when Cindy came again, forcing Yolanda to squeeze her eyelids shut or take the rush of cream in her eyes. Cindy moaned as she got off and Yolanda moaned too, in despair—despair that she was opening her mouth, tasting the sweet delicacy of Cindy’s pussy on her tongue once again. And then she just had to come.

Courtney couldn’t see what was happening, but a moment later, she was beyond caring. Her entire body came alive, shivering and pulsing, as Yolanda groaned and came, her strap-on faithfully doing the same, ejaculating deep in Courtney’s sex, buffeting Courtney’s inner folds with creamy jolts to match Yolanda’s jerking and moaning. A second later, Bobbie’s cock buried itself inside Courtney for the last time and spurted, something warmly viscous pouring into her ass and filling her rectum with its liquid thickness.

“You’re coming inside me!” Courtney shrieked into Cindy’s ass, her body lurching and bucking between the vise of Bobbie and Yolanda. “I can feel your cocks filling me with cum! OHH! IT’S MAKING ME DO IT! OHH FUCKK! I’M COMING TOO!”

Without her conscious control, almost against her will, the slick muscles in her pussy and her rectum frantically sucked at the spurting pricks inside her, pulling them even deeper into her body, demanding every drop of thick cum that they had to offer—whether or not it was real.

The creamy white that Bobbie’s strap-on was shooting filled Courtney’s trembling anus to overflowing, the burning excess spilling out of her already stuffed hole and running down to be smeared between Courtney and Yolanda’s entangled legs. Yolanda’s dildo kept going like a geyser, going off straight into Courtney’s pussy, the heady liquid working itself out of her cock like it was being pumped out by her churning hips.

The four of them hung onto each other, writhing and pistoning until they had given everything they had, their sweaty bodies a blur of fleshy motion that finally slowed to a stop. Groaning, jerking, panting, it took a long time for their collective orgasm to end, for their bodies to reach a divine halt.

“Wow,” Cindy moaned, the first to speak, as usual. “I can’t believe it. You actually got me to come. It took both of you, but still, I actually ejaculated. Oh, we are definitely doing this again. Can you believe how nice I’m being? I’m really going to let you eat my ass again! Oh, and Yolanda, next time it’s your turn to pucker—“

She could go no further before Bobbie barreled into her, the perverse mother-daughter duo crashing to the ground. Cindy landed on her belly and was held down by Bobbie, who moved lightning-fast, fitting her dildo to Cindy’s asshole and taking advantage of the lubrication there that Courtney had so thoughtfully provided.

“Take a picture, girls!” Bobbie yelped, forcing her way into Cindy’s ass with undisguised enjoyment. “Gh! Get out your phones and—hh!—fucking record this! Cindy won’t bother you again—hggnh—not if she doesn’t want anyone to see how hard this makes her come!”

Shocked mute by what they were witnessing and exhausted by the orgy they’d participated in, Courtney and Yolanda could only do as they were told. While Cindy hissed and spat like a cat being given a bath—only slowly giving herself over to the pleasure she shamefully took in being dominated—Courtney took pictures and Yolanda recorded video.

It was no surprise, her being head cheerleader, but Cindy Burman proved extremely photogenic.