Big Black Costume update

Courtney had never eaten pussy before. Yolanda had done it to her once, but she’d never had her own mouth on a woman’s cunt. Not that Cindy could tell. She was going wild with glee. Part of it was that she could tell how much Courtney hated to lick her pussy, which made it all the more fun. Cindy didn’t want Courtney’s affection, she just wanted to fuck her face. She liked to be the aggressor, like she had been when she made Courtney suck her dildo off—she wanted the exact same dynamic even when she couldn’t make Courtney gag, throating her appendage.

Cindy rubbed her cunt over Courtney’s face, the blonde struggling to breathe and lick at the same time. And it all had her hot. Cindy’s pussy was hot and wet and her arousal gushed out of her to drench Courtney’s face. With her hands on the back of Courtney’s head, Cindy happily rubbed her juices into Courtney’s face as forcefully as she could. Even better, Courtney’s own dyke girlfriend was up her ass, her every sodomizing plunge forcing Courtney’s face harder into Cindy’s sex.

For her part, Yolanda was aware of how uncomfortable Courtney was. It was kind of cute, actually, in a sadomasochistic way. But she couldn’t bring herself to care when the heat and pressure of Courtney’s adoringly tight asshole was driving her out of her mind.

“Faster, faster!” Yolanda gritted out—it wasn’t lost on her how Courtney thrust her ass back to better receive the strap-on she was thrusting into her. No matter how humiliated Courtney was by eating out Cindy, she was either still turned on or knew better than to displease her girlfriend when it was time once more for Yolanda to make use of her ass. Yolanda found both prospects exciting. Either her girlfriend was one hell of a submissive or just an absolute anal whore. And either way, Yolanda was fucking her ass.

Even Cindy had to lose her concentration after a while, focusing instead on how Yolanda was reaming Courtney out—and how thoroughly the blonde was enjoying it.

“Oooooh, YES!” Courtney squealed, pulling her face away from Cindy’s pussy to speak. And Cindy didn’t even mind, though she kept Courtney trapped between her clenched thighs. Perfectly aligned and subservient to Yolanda’s every thrust, Courtney thrust her ass up to keep the rhythm of Yolanda’s feverishly throbbing phallus. “Fuck me harder! Fuck my ass in two!”

“You bitch,” Cindy swore, for once not feeling like the queen bee of Blue Valley High. She’d never made Courtney submit like that, but Yolanda had already broken her—made Courtney cheer for her own asshole being ruined. “Dirty little bitch…”

She pulled Courtney in, grinding her face against her own wet pussy as though she were masturbating it, but she couldn’t replace the pleasure Courtney was feeling. The feel of Yolanda’s finger on her clit and Yolanda’s girthy strap-on driving into her tight asshole was more than the blonde could take for any amount of time.

“Oh shit!” Courtney shrieked, her words muffled by Cindy’s folds—not that she cared. “Faster, baby, faster! I’m coming! Oh fuck, I’m coming!”

And with a delighted smile, Courtney felt hot cum gushing into her bowels. Fully satisfied, she collapsed into Cindy’s muff. Glowing with her contentment as Yolanda’s ejaculation went on as long as her climax, the strap-on accurately reproducing her ecstasy with the liquid it was pumping into Courtney’s writhing ass in seemingly endless supply.

“Again, again!” Courtney gasped. “Switch places! Yolanda, you—I’ll suck you off—and Cindy, you can fuck my ass!”

“Holy shit, baby,” Yolanda muttered, awed at the idea, but unable to get out of her mind how good Courtney would look being spit-roasted. How good she already looked, with a cock up her ass and her face buried between Cindy’s legs.

“Don’t you want to fuck my ass, Cindy?” Courtney asked, beaming up at Cindy—actually rubbing her cute little smile against Cindy’s clit. “Don’t you want to see me suck my ass off Yolanda’s cock? I know we’ve had our differences, but maybe if we tried getting along, we could all be friends… all have fun together. Don’t you like having fun with us, Cindy? Having fun with my ass?”

“Cindy? Sweetie? Are you in—OH! I… I didn’t know you were… busy.”

With a groan of irritation, Cindy ripped her eyes away from Courtney’s perversely innocent face at her cunt and saw her stepmother, Bobbie, standing in the doorframe of the adjacent room. Even after all Cindy had used her as a sex slave—trying out the techniques she had now put to work on Courtney—Bobbie’s eyes were as big as saucers to see her ‘daughter’ having a threesome, cute little Courtney Whitmore being shared by her and her ‘friend.’

“God, Mom, I can’t believe you’re interrupting us! Haven’t I told you not to bother me when I’m having friends over!?”

Yolanda seemed oblivious to the interruption, her mind lost in the rapture of enjoying her shared orgasm with Courtney. She gibbered, drool running down her chin as Courtney’s asshole, now filled with the creamy white substance that passed for semen, overflowed. The excess ran down the split in Courtney’s ass, as if the whiteness were marking it as Yolanda’s property—at least for now.

“Courtney,” she moaned, her hips beginning to sway again, pumping her cock into the friction Courtney’s ruined hole could still offer her.

“No! No! No!” Cindy cried, pouting hatefully. “Courtney said we would switch! She’s your girlfriend! God! I don’t even want her ass now, you really fucked it, didn’t you? Horny cunt. Do you always wreck her ass that bad or did you just love the thought of actually coming inside her that fucking much?”

Being yelled at got Yolanda to stop pumping her hips. Courtney groaned in disappointment, then pulled herself off the penetration—turning around to cup Yolanda’s strap-on in her hands. She could feel it stirring, as if it were still trying to pump out cum. Had it run dry? Hit some limit? Did it need to be reloaded or did it regenerate? Courtney had never had to change the batteries on the Cosmic Rod…

“I hope it’s both,” she told Yolanda, off what Cindy had said, and kissed her. Then she got down on your knees. “If you’re going to switch, then this is going to be need to be cleaned off…”

She gently took the strap-on’s tip into her mouth and sucked at it, tasting the fluid that had inundated her cunt as well as the bitter tang of her own ass. She knew she probably should’ve been disgusted, but knowing where the strap-on had been just made her feel hornier. Greedily she opened her mouth and started sucking, the taste of the artificial ‘cum’ never really going away as she pumped her head on the strap-on. She could’ve sworn it was dribbling precum…

Yolanda slid her hand along Courtney’s body, cupping her breast and pinching a nipple that was still stingingly engorged. Courtney moaned around the cock that kept filling her mouth. Lifting her mouth from Yolanda’s spit-slick prick, she smiled up at her lover.

“I want it,” she whispered huskily, running her hands over her body in a little orgy of anticipation. “I want it inside me. Am I going to get it?”

Cindy was watching with bated breath, unable to speak, but her head whipped to Bobbie as her ‘mother’ started to slink away. “Where are you going, bitch? I just said I don’t want Courtney’s ass anymore, but it’s not like I’m going to let Yolanda keep fucking it! Think, you moron. There, see that strap-on? It’s mine, but I’ll let you borrow it. Put it on and ass-fuck Courtney. I know you know how—I certainly showed you what to do with some bimbo’s asshole enough times, didn’t I?” Cindy laughed a self-satisfied laugh, especially when Bobbie cringed and rubbed at her sore ass.

Then, realizing she’d been given an order, Bobbie quickly undid her belt, took off her slacks, and moved to put on the dildo that Cindy had made Courtney go down on before cutting out the middleman, so to speak. Bobbie wore no panties underneath her bottoms—it was obvious to all that this was Cindy’s influence on the otherwise prim, proper mother, who now looked matronly and suburban from the waist up, while below she was all Cindy’s hulking strap-on and long, slender legs.

Bobbie actually wasn’t a bad-looking woman. Though middle-aged, she had retained the looks of her youth. Her exceedingly appropriate attire gave her a girl next door vibe, though with her age, she was more properly a MILF. She was five foot three and more cute than sexy. Her breasts were adorable cupcakes, firm and round, while her ass had a provocative wiggle, even inside mom jeans, and especially with a strap-on harness wrapped around her hips.

“Yolanda, get down on your back,” Cindy ordered. “Let Courtney ride you. Then ‘mommy dearest’ can have her ass.”

“Don’t tell me what to do,” Yolanda snapped at her, even as she lay down on her back atop a divan that seemed built just for this pornographic purpose.

Willful as she was, Cindy grinned at Yolanda’s obedience. “You two should’ve wised up and joined the cheer squad. We have all sorts of fun when there’s a sleepover.” She reached out and pinched Bobbie’s cheek. “Don’t we, Mom? Ooh—shoulda figured out if you like bukkake before you married into a Japanese family.”

“God, shut up, you kinky, messed up puta,” Yolanda swore at her. “Courtney, get over here. I’m only doing this for you, ya know.”

Courtney gave her an eager smile. “Yes, dear.”

She got on top of Yolanda, wrapping her arms around her girlfriend’s neck, while her bare thighs spread to either side of Yolanda’s legs. Her cunt quivered with anticipation as she slid herself down onto the strap-on, taking its head into her sensitive folds, easing it inside herself with every inch she was lowered down. Courtney groaned to feel it buried inside her cunt, so wet and warm from both taking her ass and exploding with cum. Her ass jerked as she pushed herself down even further onto the girthy dildo.

“It’s filling me up!” Courtney breathed in astonishment, her pert body jiggling as she made herself comfortable. She hugged Yolanda tight, kissing her girlfriend all over her pretty face as they merged. Yolanda’s breath quickened, making Courtney giggle, the tightness of her sex working at Yolanda through the magic of that high-tech strap-on. “God, your prick feels so nice! It’s like it’s jerking… twitching inside me… I love it!”

“Yeah, yeah—you’re lucky you’ve got a fat ass.”

“That is one hell of a butt,” Cindy agreed, slapping Bobbie on her own firm backside. “Why don’t you have an ass like that, Mom? Do you have any idea how much fun it is to fuck a sweet ass like that? No. You’re all flat and tiny—you barely jiggle at all.” She leaned in to whisper in Bobbie’s ear. “Maybe if you do a good job, I’ll give you to Courtney. You’d like that, wouldn’t you? She already has a mommy, but clearly, everyone in this room is comfortable with the prospect of two moms. And I know you like her daddy, you goddamn slut. You just spread your cheeks for all the Whitmores, don’t you? Bet you can’t wait for the little one to grow up and pop his cherry with you. Or you could be Yolanda’s. Clearly she could use some good parenting. I don’t care. I want you gone. I want a new mommy with a nice, fat ass I can fuck. Get the hell in there and make yourself useful for once.”

Whatever Bobbie’s misgivings, she was well-used to doing as she was told. Using her fingers, she spread the sweaty cheeks of Courtney’s ass, pulling them apart until she saw the girl’s anus gaping open. Then she put her weight onto Courtney’s bare back, pushing her borrowed strap-on into the fleshy heat inside of the blonde.

Bobbie stiffened immediately, not at all used to the sensation she got from penetrating that throbbing orifice. Courtney let out a little gasp herself, and seeing that Bobbie was frozen, she worked her hips back onto the spearing penetration. Bobbie cooed as the sensation intensified, more of the strap-on being swallowed up by Courtney’s creamy ass and giving her even more to feel.

Courtney worked her hips, gasping with the feel of being stretched around both Bobbie and Yolanda’s strap-ons, the two women both delving into her at the same time. She strained to take it all, her body stuffed with as much cock as was possible. Courtney tightened her arms around Yolanda. She stretched her legs out, bracing herself to feel the same thrusting, sweeping pleasure she’d almost grown used to, only now from both in front and behind.

Bobbie went first—she couldn’t resist long enough to go second, slamming her rigid dildo into Courtney’s asshole the moment the initial flush of penetration started to flag. Determined to keep up the ecstasy of the sex, the power, she reamed into Courtney’s plump, pillowy ass like she was testing how hard she could pound it.

Courtney pumped her hips, trying to roll with Bobbie’s pistoning drives, and Yolanda rammed up into her from underneath. She fucked Courtney as wildly as Bobbie was taking her from behind, a tiny spur on her strap-on touching to Courtney’s pink clit whenever she hilted her, stroking it to be more excited than it already was.

“Fuck me!” Courtney gasped, writhing between the two women who were both enjoying her body at once. “Fuck my cunt! Fuck my ass! Ohhh! Keep filling me up—stuffing me full! OH GODDDD! You’re fucking my brains out! GHHH! Making me feel like a goddamned slut—it’s so good, good, deeper, fuck me deeper! HOLY FUCKING SHIT!”

Cindy sat cross-legged on a nearby coffee table, her flickering expression amply showing the tremors racing through her body. The jolts she felt, twitching spasmodically on her face, only grew when she reached down to finger herself, fingertips trawling through the saliva Courtney had left on her mons.

She pushed her slender fingers into her slit, pumping it until her palm was covered with her slick juices, and the little hair she didn’t shave off glistened with darkening moisture. Her supple breasts heaved as her breathing harshened, but though her self-pleasuring increased feverishly, she seemed infinitely more invested in what was happening to Courtney than to her own cunt.