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Wanheda's Woman	By : LL72 Category: 1 through F > The 100 Views: 12687 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The beds on the ground were much larger than on the Ark and, despite being more ramshackle, more comfortable as well. Which was why Abby happily stretched out as she woke, luxuriating under the warm furs and pressing her head against the soft downy pillow filled with soft feathers rather than recycled foam. The dawn light was just starting to creep in through the windows, though with no clocks down here Abby was unable to tell the time unless she got out of bed and found a sun-dial. She stretched again, rolling over to find her lover and daughter, Wanheda - the Commander of Death. The blonde teen was still asleep, her breathing slow, but firm. Abby snuggled against her, her body brushing and rubbing against the equally naked flesh of her daughter.
Weeks ago Abby would never have imagined being her daughter's lover, she didn't even know if she'd ever see her again. She'd heard of Wanheda - who hadn't? - the semi-legendary warrior, leader and heroine who'd carved out a tribe for herself and earned the respect, and sometimes love, of the Grounders. But she hadn't thought it would be Clarke, not until the teen had rescued her from certain death. The Clarke who rescued her, was not the same girl who'd been shot down to Earth to live, or more likely die, but a woman, with lusts and desires and who wanted her reward. Perhaps the first time Abby had been less than fully willing, but her reluctance had vanished and now she was as happy as she'd ever been, being the woman of Wanheda.
Lying there comfortably Abby watched the sun's ray come in further, slowly lighting up her daughter's beautiful face and make her blonde hair shine like gold. The young woman yawned as they woke her, stretching so that her body pressed even harder at Abby's. The Milf said, "Morning."
Wanheda rolled over so she was facing Abby, their naked tits touching. She smiled, "Morning, Mom." Then she paused and gave another even wider grin, "I'm horny."
Abby tittered, though she was unsurprised, her daughter was often horny - first time in the morning and last time at night, as well as in-between. "Let me see if I can help," she purred, her hands reaching for Clarke's chest and pushing the unresisting teen onto her back.
Down Abby went under the furs, it was stuffy with a faint musk of animal that Abby could both never get used too and loved, after the odourless sterility of the Ark. But she had more important things on her mind than smelling the bedding. It was dark, but she knew her target, feeling over Clarke's body and thighs until she found the slit. It was smooth and shaven, Clarke was religious about shaving herself once a day and making sure Abby did the same. The Milf planted herself face down, her legs and feet sliding outside the furs, a small chill coming over them. She ignored it as she brought her hands up to her daughter's slot. pulling it apart. Keeping her mouth closed she began to kiss at first, peppering the lips and insides with slow, sensual smooches, gradually moving up and down and around so she took in the surrounding flesh and mons and the blonde's sexy clit.
She could hear muffled moans from Clarke and feel her shudder as their different lips touched. The older woman continued to kiss, show her love for her daughter and her new-found desire for her. Her mouth went round and round, circling the hole and covering it with kisses. The first traces of juice smeared on Abby's lips as she kissed at the pink insides, her fingers holding the lips stretched apart for her. The blonde groaned again and Abby felt daring. Her tongue darted out, quick, like an ambush. Clarke gave a sigh of pleasure, her body arching as the tongue teased her twat. Abby returned to kissing the teenage pussy, but now interspersing the touch of her lips with the touch of her tongue.
"Mmmnn, yes, Mom, yes," Clarke moaned. Abby could sense the teen's movements, feeling rather than seeing that her daughter was squeezing and playing with her titties as Abby played with her cunt. The Milf mouth continued to move round the cunt, making it more and more moist, the juice seeping out over the pink, so that every time Abby's tongue shot out she could taste the delicious flavour. The teen gasped again, a more high-pitched moan that showed her enjoyment, "Oh, good, good, yes."
The furs moved and Clarke's hand was beneath them, finding Abby's head and pushing it down. The Milf knew what to do and this time when she opened her mouth to lick she kept on licking, slamming her tongue hard at the wet slot. Wanheda cried out in ecstatic pleasure, her hand pushing Abby even more firmly into position. She wasn't the only one enjoying herself, Abby loved lapping her daughter's pussy more than was appropriate, drinking up the delectable juice as quickly as she was creating it.
"Oh God, Mom yes. Use that hot tongue on my cunt, urrrhhhhh," Clarke shuddered violently as the pleasure hit her. Her pussy ground upwards at her Mom's mouth as her hand pressed her downwards. The Milf responded with enthusiastic lapping, her tongue going as fast and hard as it could, driving at the pink and then up to collide, equally violently, at the clit. It was driving Clarke wild, as it did each time, the young blonde gasping and shaking as the pleasure took her, her hand gripping hard at her Mom's hair. "Oooohhh, fuck, fuck, fuck, yesssss."
More cum bubbled out of the juice and Abby slurped it down, like a dog at its water bowl. she wanted to tell Clarke how yummy she was, but that would have meant slowing or stopping and there was no way that Abby could countenance a break from the tastiest cunt in the small town. The blonde screamed and squealed, bucking like she was having a fit, her legs crushing at Abby, like a vice. The Milf continued to lap, her tongue tossing the girl cum into her mouth, each swift and powerful lick making her blonde daughter bounce and squeal.
"Yesss, yesss, yessss, harder," Clarke screamed collapsing back on the bed. Her legs wrapped round her Mom's back, as she arched and screamed, her heels beating a tattoo. "Yesssss, yessss, yessss."
Abby loved it when Clarke squirted over her like she owned her and she wasn't disappointed this morning, her daughter screamed and shuddered, letting herself go. The clear liquid blasted from her cunt, filling Abby's mouth and driving her back, the back of her head against the furs. Clarke continued to squirt, the water shooting out like a geyser covering Abby's face and leaving her dripping. She gave a contented sigh and crawled up out of the furs.
Clarke was already clambering out, her naked body being bathed in the sunlight as she walked from the bed towards some wooden shelves. Abby watched as Clarke picked up the strap-on that was nestling there; it was the blonde's pride and joy, a relic from before the nuclear exchange. She also knew that before her that Clarke had used it on a lot of women, Wanheda could have whoever she wanted.
Slipping it up Clarke turned back towards the bed and her Mom smiled. "How do you want me?"
"On your hands and knees," Clarke grinned back, "So I can take you doggy style."
Abby complied, kneeling naked, the furs bunched beside her. Luckily the sun was bringing warmth as well as light and if there remained a slight chill she also knew that Clarke would soon heat her up. The wooden bed creaked loudly as Clarke got on it, her hands rubbing over her Mom's cheeks and back, massaging them as she lowered her mouth to plant a small series of kisses up the Milf's spine, making Abby tingle with excitement. Even as she continued kissing her Clarke started to slide a couple of fingers into the Milfs snatch and Abby moaned in pleasure. Her daughter worked them back and forth, slowly and sensually, the tips drawing gently over the walls and making Abby dampen. "Oh yes, fuck me please," she moaned in eager anticipation, whilst knowing the decision when to begin was Clarke and Clarke's alone.
The blonde didn't seem in a hurry, taking out the fingers and sucking them before reinserting them. Her other hand moved over Abby's ass, rolling over the round rump and following its contour, pausing only to squeeze and knead the flesh, leaving Abby in a heightened sense of excitement.
"You're wet," grinned Clarke with drawing the fingers and presenting them to her Mom for Abby to suck at her own pussy juice. The Milf did so eagerly, her excitement rising further as she felt Clarke take the dildo and rub it against the pussy lips. For a few moments the teen continued to tease, stroking, but not entering, before she removed her hand from her Mom's mouth and placed it on the Milf's hip, gripping her as hard as she could. Seconds later Abby felt the head of the toy entering her, opening her slit and slipping in to spread the tunnel.
"Mmmnn, urrrhhh," Abby groaned as the lovely dick entered her. She wriggled and squirmed, making sure she was in the right position to take it and help her daughter. Not that Clarke ever needed much assistance, the teen guided the cock in with practised expertise, letting go off the shaft once it was deeply embedded and taking a stronger hold of her Mom's waist. She began to pound back and forth energetically.
"Yesss, ooohhh, yessss, fuck me Wanheda, fuck me," squealed Abby as the blonde teen slammed at her pussy. The wooden bed creaked so much that if Abby hadn't known it was stronger than it looked she'd have feared it was going to come apart at the joints. Clarke's hands held her tightly and controllingly, only fitting as she was Wanheda and Abby was her woman to be owned and used as Clarke saw fit. She did buck and rock, though, knowing her daughter loved her to be active and eager in bed, not just a passive recipient of the old style plastic dick. "Yesss, yesss, fuck me harder, ram my wet cunt."
The teen's thighs slapped at the Milf's behind, driving her forward and making her shake across the bed. Clarke was grunting, obviously enjoying herself as she lanced her Mom's cunt. Abby squealed again, crying out her passion to anyone who could hear, "Yesss, aaaarrghhh yessss." The pleasure intensified, burning inside her like a forge, her back arching and bending as the hammering of her inner metal continued. "Yesssss, yessss, aaarrrgggghhh, fuuuccckkk!"
Her screams of joy filled the room...
Clarke didn't pause from fucking her orgasming Mom. Not even when there was a knock at the door, "Enter," Clarke called and carried on fucking her Mom. The door opened behind them.
This was what Abby couldn't get used to. On the Arc couples expected and were given privacy, once married you moved from the dormitory to a room and once you had a child you were upgraded to an apartment with a spare one for them to sleep in. The Grounders seemed to be much more open about having sex in front of others and Clarke and the rest of The 100 (at least those still alive) had fallen in with the customs. Abby still found it embarrassing, but there was little she could do, but try and ignore the newcomer, as Clarke didn't seem to be stopping.
"You're really giving your Mom a good fucking," said Raven.
"She is hot," panted Clarke, not even pausing in her thrusting.
"I can see that," grinned Raven, before changing her tone to business like, "Indra and Arya are ready to move out to escort the Commander's tribute."
"That's good, let me finish here and then I'll just give them a message for the Commander," Clarke replied. There was a very brief pause and then the door closed as Raven retreated, the Grounders might not mind doing it in public, it didn't mean they self-invited themselves to be an audience. Clarke upped her speed, "You heard that? I'll just finishing banging your hot hole and then I need to go."
"Yessss, yesss, arrrggghhh, yesssss, let me cum one more time first," squealed Abby. Whether her daughter heard her or not Clarke slammed hard and fast, driving the toy into the Milf hole like she was spearing an enemy. Abby bucked as the pleasure burned through her, making her body redden and sweat, the earlier chill now all gone. Her fingers gripped the mattress, stabbing through the thin woollen cover and into the down beneath. Her daughter panted and grunted, her naked body heaving with exertion as she attacked the pussy violently. Abby came again, a roar whirlwind of ecstasy blasting through her, "Aaaaaarrrghhh, yesssssss, yessssss, aaaaarggghhh."
Even as she climaxed Clarke was gasping and groaning as she too was consumed by the pleasure of sex. A few more thrusts and she was out, the cock dripping with her Mom's cum. Abby collapsed forward, her pussy aching and sated, as Clarke got off the bed and began to dress.
*
As she was Wanheda's woman Abby didn't have to till the fields or fetch the water from downstream like the serfs, but she still had to work as a kitchen maid. As she moved through the town collecting the ingredients from the various stalls and stores it was obvious from the glances she got, that more than one of the warriors desired her. At least however, unlike many of the other servants, her status as the lover of Wanheda made her immune to ass-grabbing and upskirt fondling.
She could see Clarke, the blonde talking to Octavia, Harper and Raven - the first two survivors from the original '100'; all three were close lieutenants of Wanheda as well as friends and Abby could see them smiling and laughing together as Clarke said something. Even as she looked at them she saw Raven spot her and point, making the others smile even more. Clarke beckoned her over from the stall she was at, clasping her ass as she arrived. Abby giggled as she was squeezed, the public moments might be a little embarrassing - though she was sure she found them less so than she once had - but they also showed everyone that she was Wanheda's and off-limits to them (unless Wanheda wanted them to have her). The blonde grinned, "Shopping?"
"I'm picking up supplies," confirmed Abby. Meals were a communal affair and she wasn't surprised that the others took a close interest in her and the basket, wanting to see what they were having tonight.
"Good," grinned Clarke, "Look's tasty" and she glanced at Abby's titties covered by the older woman's top and squeezed her ass so that it was hard not to get the hidden message of what she really hungered for. Her lieutenants grinned and looked at the older woman lustfully, though Clarke didn't seem to mind as she continued, "We were just talking about leadership." There was a snort from Octavia who seemed to be concealing a laugh and the other two grinned even more widely. Clarke didn't explain what they were reacting to, some inside joke, instead changing the subject, "I've got a surprise for you after dinner, a treat."
"What?" asked Abby. She glanced round at the teens surrounding her lover, they must have been in on it from their wide grins.
"Then it wouldn't be a surprise," said Clarke with a smile, before patting her Mom's butt, "We've got things to do, see you later."
The rest of the day Abby was in suspense wondering what the treat was, but having no idea. As they filled the hall (one of the few buildings which remained from before the apocalypse - albeit one which had been patched up many times since then) for the evening meal, Abby still had no idea. A roaring fire was lit in the middle of the room, the smoke going out through a hole above it, it was so powerful the heat was almost unbearable if you were close and Abby avoided it, thankful she was not one of the servants tasked with keeping it lit. She moved around the hall, serving out the meat and drink to Wanheda's warriors, grateful that she, unlike many of the others, wasn't having to dodge wandering hands or risk being pulled onto one of the laps for a kiss and a grope (whether wanted or not). Clarke was at the top table, gossiping with her friends and laughing at their jokes. Sometimes she or the others would glance down at her and grin; Abby would smile coyly back if it was Clarke, but make no response to the others, people looked her up all the time and she was used to it.
There were a number of courses to the meal and Abby didn't find herself with Clarke until the last one. The blonde waved at her and patted her thighs invitingly, gesturing for her Mom to come closer and sit on them, her daughter's friends moving aside to give her the space. Abby sat herself down on Clarke's lap, not complaining as her daughter unlaced the front of her top to pop out a tit to play with as she talked. "Do you know what the secret of good leadership is?" she asked.
As Abby had failed at leading, both on the Arc and keeping her people safe on the ground, she shook her head, "No."
"It's about sharing the spoils," Clarke grinned. With her spare hand she waved out at the throng of warriors enjoying their meal, "I could keep all the food from the farms and sell it on, but I don't, I share it with my warriors, to show them the same loyalty they show me."
Abby nodded, understanding, "Yes, that makes sense." She still wondered where this was going and what her treat was.
Her daughter put the hand down, squeezing at her Mom's thigh. "The food isn't the only spoils I have, nor are my warriors the only ones I need to share with." She grinned as she spoke and moved her hand further up the thigh towards Abby's cunt, rubbing at it through the pants the Milf was wearing. "Raven, Harper and Octavia all think you're hot and sexy, they thought that you were when you were in the Ark and they think you're even hotter down her, especially when I tell them all the things I do with you."
"Yes," replied Abby, recognising where this was going and not minding, she was Wanheda's after all.
Her daughter's hand slipped round her tit, kneading and squeezing it and her mouth moved closer to her ear, so that even above the racket around Abby could hear the words clearly, "After you've finished your duties and eaten, come to my room where they're all going to gang-bang you."
"Yes," Abby said without complaint, glancing briefly at the three teens; all were smiling brightly, obviously looking forward to their reward for their loyalty.
"Okay, see you later," Clarke gently pushed her Mom off her lap and gave her ass a quick squeeze. Abby giggled and wiggled it for Clarke, and the others, to their delight, as she walked away.
She finished her duties, working with the other kitchen staff to clear the tables and clean the dishes, only then eating themselves before preparing what they could for breakfast. Only then did Abby leave the main hall and head to Clarke's room, where she more often than not spent the night anyway. There were a few guards still patrolling, but they paid her no heed; Wanheda's woman didn't look like she was going equipped either for burglary or to mug one of the few others still working the street. The town was mainly made up of one bedroom wooden huts for the middle class and warriors and tents or lean tos for the serfs. Only Clarke and a few of the others had cabins that had more than one room and stone and brickwork cannibalised from before the nuclear exchange.
She entered the house, "It's me," she called, seeing the glow of the oil lamps under the ill-fitting door into the main bedroom.
"We're in here," Clarke called unnecessarily and Abby opened the door. Clarke, Raven, Octavia and Harper were all waiting for her. They all seem prepared, naked and holding their strap-ons - relics of the older times. Wanheda grinned and stood up, moving over to her Mom and kissing her sensually on the lips, whilst reaching down to stroke between her legs. "We're all looking forward to gang-fucking you Mom," Clarke grinned, moving her mouth close to her Mom's ear to give the instructions, "I want you to be a total slut for my friends, show them that a good leader shares her lover's holes, all of them."
"Yes, I will," Abby nodded, eager to be a good lover to her daughter.
The blonde grinned, "That's the spirit," Clarke said more loudly. She reached for her Mom's top and pulled at the string, snapping it open, before turning to her friends, "You want to help me unwrap the present?"
They did and soon four pairs of hands were on Abby, removing her clothes as fast as they could. She lifted her arms so they could pull up the top, even as her belt was being undone and her pants pulled down. She was lifted off the ground, gasping in surprise for a moment as Octavia held her round the waist whilst Clarke and Raven took off her boots and Harper finished removing the pants. Then Octavia put her down again and her mouth was closed on by Clarke's. She had she time to open it and feel the tongue than the blonde teen was pulling her face back and turning her Mom's head to face Raven, who moved in for a hard kiss as well. A pair of fingers were down on her pussy at the same time, rubbing it hard, they might have been Raven's - she wasn't sure. Nor was she getting a chance to ask, because even as Raven finished kissing her another mouth was on hers, Octavia this time.
The brunette kissed her vigorously, her tongue invading the Milf's mouth. Clarke was moving behind her, kissing Abby's throat and fondling her titties as another set of fingers joined the pair at her pussy - probably Harper's, who was also next to take control of Abby's mouth. The second blonde tongued vigorously, moving her fingers at the same speed, opening Abby's cunt and getting inside. The Milf shuddered and shook, her tits jiggling for a moment before Raven and Octavia latched onto them, suckling and licking the nipples and making them hard like iron. More fingers and hands, caressed Abby's body, grasping her butt cheeks and kneading them, pulling them apart as Clarke returned to take control of her Mom's mouth.
The four teens circled the Milf and turned her around at the same time. Soon Abby was losing track of who's hands were where and who was sucking her tits and squeezing her ass, only able to see who she was kissing (and if she closed her eyes, not even them, so it was like a sensual mystery). Fingers slipped into her pussy, jilling her to distraction and making her shudder in pleasure. Yet more were sliding between the crack of her ass, teasing at her rosebud, tips pressing down at the non-resistant hole. A tingle of excitement went through her as teeth bit down on a nipple, squeezing and pulling it, as the other was licked by a tongue moving fast over it. Her pussy leaked its excitement.
"Down on your knees Mom," instructed Clarke, pushing the Milf down onto the woollen rug. Immediately she stood over her, not needing to give any further instructions.
Abby immediately began to lick her daughter's snatch, her tongue speed licking the pussy she knew so well. Clarke reached down and spread her own hole so Abby's tongue could drive inside and the Milf took advantage of that to slam faster and harder, hammering the soft pink walls and making them wet. Clarke groaned in pleasure, rubbing her cunt at her Mom, encouraging her, "Go on, lap it hard, eat my cunt. Show me what you can do."
In her peripheral vision Abby could see the other three teens clustered around her, playing with their pussies as they waited for a turn with the Milf's marvellous mouth. Abby licked harder, as much as she loved the taste of her daughter she was also eager to try something new. "UUurrrrh," Clarke groaned in excitement, her pussy pressed harder at her Mom's mouth, "Lick me out, tongue my cunt."
"Go for it," Raven called.
"Lick your daughter's pussy," Harper added.
"Tongue Wanheda's twat," Octavia called.
The three teens masturbated inches from Abby's face so even as she could taste he daughter she could smell the other's heady aromas, their sexes stinking of lust and desire. Without warning Clarke gasped and shuddered, crying out in pleasure and coating her Mom's tongue in her juice. Immediately she stepped back Harper was in her place, holding apart her cunt so that Abby could stick her tongue deep. The Milf did so, slamming as far in as she could reach and exploring the already soaked hole. The second blonde shuddered and shook as Abby's cunt munching did it's work in sending her to heaven, her own fingers were down at her clitoris, rubbing it energetically. Raven and Octavia finger fucked themselves harder, obviously eager for their turn, whilst Clarke did something out of Abby's sight, before kneeling behind the Milf to kiss and lick her neck and play with her.
"MMmnnn, tongue my friends, Mom," Clarke said in her ear, squeezing and pushing together the older woman's tits as she spoke, "Show them what a perfect cunt licker you are."
"Uuurrrh, yes, that's it, lick my cunt," moaned Harper, rubbing herself over the squatting Milf. Abby's tongue swiped in and around the wet hole, drinking down the sexy juice. The teen brushed vigorously, forcing her cunt down onto Abby's willing mouth. The older woman lapped at the pussy, exploring the new hole with the same eagerness as she gave to Clarke. Her own hand was rubbing her own twat, which was getting damper and damper. Raven and Octavia was even nearer, their masturbation literally in front of Abby's face as she tongued their friend.
"AAarrrghh, fuuuckkk, yessss," squealed Harper, cumming over Abby, her juice going down the Milf's throat. The older woman barely had time to drink it down before Raven was replacing her friend, grinding her cunt at Abby's face. She began to lick the new twat eagerly.
"That's right Mom," Clarke's hand was down now at Abby's cunt, rubbing it hard. "And this is only the beginning."
Harper was moving behind her as well, kissing the opposite side of the throat from where Clarke's mouth was moving to, and joining the blonde in playing with the mature twat, their fingers stroking and massaging the soaking slit, teasing and tantalising. If her mouth hadn't been full of Raven Abby would have moaned out loud, as it was she just increased her tongue speed and shuddered under the teen's fingering.
"Ooooohh, this is good, you were right Clarke, your Mom is a natural," Raven groaned. The dark skinned beauty pressed herself down harder, squatting over the older woman and pressing her pussy at the speeding tongue. Abby responded to the challenge, lapping and licking even faster. The taste was subtly different from Clarke, more sweet and less salty, but whilst she enjoyed it she also knew she'd never love it as much as her daughter's nectar. Still with Clarke's encouragement she was going to enjoy it and she lapped as hard as she could, not caring that her tongue was going numb. It seemed to work as soon Raven was shuddering and gasping, her hands gripping Abby's shoulders and her waist gyrating as she pressed herself at the Milf. "Go on, yessss, that's good."
"Make her cum, then it's my turn," Octavia said. She was masturbating furiously inches away, driving her finger into the slot.
"It'll be worth the wait," grinned Clarke, "Patience." Her mouth sucked at her Mom's neck, like she was a vampire, as one hand squeezed a titty and the other stroked at the cunt in unison with Harper.
"Fuuuckkk, fuuckkk, yesssss," Raven was rocking on Abby, her wet cunt leaking cum all over the older woman's lips and tongue and into her throat. Abby didn't stop but carried on hammering the quivering hole. Raven squealed louder, her back bending as she let go, "AAaaaaarrgghhh, yes, make me cum, aaaaarrggghh, make me cum."
Abby did so, her tongue slamming the slot until Raven was a bundle of nerves attached to a spinal column, "AAAAAArrrghhhh, yessssss, aaaaaarggghhh!"
Wasting no time Octavia planted herself on the Milf's mouth, squatting over her and pushing down. In some ways Abby could have done with a moments break, for her tongue to regain it's strength and feel less numb; however with a new cunt on top of her and her tits and pussy being felt up by her daughter and Harper, she was reinvigorated enough. She started with a slam, pushing at the labia and swinging back and forth. Octavia helped reaching and pulling apart her lips so Abby could dive in. The tough brunette tasted different yet again, a difficult flavour to describe, but Abby decided to settle on 'sugary'. It was lovely whatever and soon she could feel the cum trickling down her tongue and into her throat, a testament to how hard Octavia had been fingering herself.
"Mmmnnn, lick me hard, ooohhh, you're doing well," Octavia groaned, her hands grasping Abby's shoulders so hard that they dug into the flesh. "But harder, faster, make me cum into your slutty mouth."
"Do what she says," grinned Clarke, "Show her what a slutty Mom you are and what I get every night."
Abby did what she was told, her tongue driving as hard as she could manage, violently pounding into Octavia's hole and making the young warrior squirm with delight, "That's it, urrrhhh, eat my soaking cunt out."
Behind her Clarke stood, Harper following seconds later leaving Abby alone with Octavia. The Milf had a good idea what they were doing, especially when she heard the giggles and the scrape of leather a couple of feet behind her, but she concentrated on making sure Octavia climaxed, her tongue going in and out, finding the right spot and then hitting it hard. The younger brunette gasped out, shaking in pleasure, "Yesss, aaaarrrghh, make me cum, fuuuckk make me cum." Abby's tongue went harder and Octavia's screams became louder, echoing around the room, "Aaaarrrghhh, fuuckkk, yesssss."
It was obvious she hit climax as her cum squirted out of her pussy and all over Abby face, leaving her dripping at both ends. Octavia stood back, panting and Abby allowed herself a few deep breaths herself. The pause wasn't long as Clarke, Harper and Raven stepped up in front of her, all wearing their strap-ons. "Come on Mom, suck our cocks, get them nice and wet for your holes" said Clarke waggling hers in front of Abby.
Wasting no time Abby opened her mouth and slid it down Clarke's strap-on, the blonde teen looking at her lovingly. She didn't go down to hard or deep at first, wanting to make sure she readied herself, especially as there were another two dicks she needed to suck, soon joined by a third as grinning tooled-up Octavia joined her friends. Abby continued to bob back and forth on Clarke's for a few moments as the other teens waved their dicks in her face, inviting her to swap. Satisfied she'd made a good start with Clarke she did so, her mouth slipping onto the next nearest -Raven's. The young Hispanic grinned and high-fived Octavia and Harper, before double high-fiving Clarke, who grinned, "That's it, suck our dildos."
Abby did so, going deeper with Raven as she quickly got used to the dick and was able to press down deeper without choking. She didn't waste much time on it, before moving to Octavia, again swallowing it further, feeling the strap-on fill her mouth and push against the soft insides of her cheeks. The other toys battered and knocked her gently around the head, a constant reminder of all the dick she had to suck. Swiftly she moved on to Harper for the fourth, this time going all the way down so that the dick was pressing at the back of her throat. It made her eyes open wide and water and she gagged a little but it was worth it for the cries of appreciation from the teens and Clarke's words of, "I told you she was a hot thing."
Switching again Abby went to for her daughter's plastic prong, taking it deep into her mouth. The other's wet cocks slid at her face and pushed at her nose and the gaps at the side of her lips as if they were trying to get in. To assuage them the Milf quickly swapped to another cock, slurping it down greedily. The teens grinned and playfully pushed each other out of the way to get in front of Abby to be first in as she jumped from dick to dick. She sucked each of them for perhaps a third of a minute, her head bobbing down as she took as much as she could in that time, her eyes looking up to clock whoever she was sucking and see the grin on their faces.
"Take it deep, suck it good," grinned Clarke
"Do what Wanheda says, take it all," laughed Octavia as she worked her hips, driving the cock in.
"That's so sexy, you're a real cock-sucker," Raven said, her hands round the Milf's head encouraging her down.
"I can't believe you're deep-throating," gasped Harper as she watched Abby dive all the way down.
Her own pussy was so damp and horny that Abby couldn't help but play with herself as she moved from strap-on to strap-on, filling one hole with finger as she filled the other with plastic prick. There was drool running down from the sides of her mouth and she was sure her face was streaked with watery lines where tears had leaked from her eyes - she must look a picture, though she suspected no-one minded as long as she prepped the cocks.
Moving to Clarke again Abby drove her head down her daughter's dildo. The teen let her descend before putting her hand on her forehead and pushing the Milf back up, instructing as she did so, "On your hands and knees Mom."
Quickly Abby did as she was told as Clarke moved behind her; "You up for a little spit-roasting?" the blonde asked
It wasn't really a question given she'd earlier told her Mom she wanted her to be a total slut, but Abby nodded eagerly, whatever Wanheda wanted so did Abby. She opened her mouth for Raven and started sucking at the cock, as behind her Clarke rubbed the wet pussy for a couple of moments, before spreading it with her fingers. The dildo punched into the lubricated hole, ramming all the way and only stopping as Clarke's thighs crashed at her Mom. The teen gripped Abby's waist and began thrust hard and fast, driving the Milf onto Raven's cock. Going faster and faster, Clarke slapped her Mom's round ass, "Take these cocks, Mom, take it from Wanheda." It wasn't the first time Abby had been spit-roasted, when you're hungry and need food, you'll do things, but it was much better than being banged by two overweight merchants for some mouldy bread. Then it had been about fucking, this time it was about submitting to Wanheda's desires and the reward of that was better than any food. Behind her the teen sped up, slamming hard at her cunt, "Take it, yes, that's right, fuck our cocks."
Raven was gripping the back of Abby's head making sure the Milf was going down the dick as she sucked, so that even as her pussy was invaded deeply she was also deep-throating the cock. Beside her Harper and Octavia looked on lustfully, waiting for their turns.
They didn't have long as Clarke pulled the dick out of her Mom's slit, letting it drip down onto the back of the Milf's thighs as she said, "Who wants her?"
There was a rush, with Raven pulling the cock out of the Milf mouth, and the other two sweeping forward. It was Octavia who was there first, slamming her cock into the recently vacated hole. Abby gasped in pleasure as the thick rubber rod rammed roughly down her twat. Any further cries were quickly stifled as Raven's cock re-entered her mouth, the two teens ramming and thudding together as they took the Mom from either end. The Milf was bent in pleasure, her naked tits jiggling and swinging like they were conkers on a string.
After a couple of minutes Octavia graciously gave way to Harper, the blonde teen becoming the third person to ram her strap-on cock up Abby's twat that evening. The Milf bent with the force of the younger woman's hammering, going way up Raven's dick, almost choking. Clarke stood behind her friend, grinning as she watched them at it, "You're doing well Mom, you're such a slut to be shared."
Abby would have beamed at pleasure with the compliment if her mouth hadn't been full, but as it was she redoubled her efforts, riding both cocks.
"Want to swap?" Harper asked Raven and Abby was able to draw a couple of quick breaths before the two teens reinserted their cocks in the opposite holes. She could taste her own cum on Harper's cock as it entered her mouth. She sucked it enthusiastically, not caring about the taste, just wanting to show Wanheda how much of an obedient slut she was. The second blonde rammed the dildo at her mouth, shoving it in and soon any flavour was lost as saliva and bile wiped it away. Behind her Raven was going at speed, slamming and driving her own cock in, at least until she was replaced by Octavia who kept the speed and power going. Clarke replaced Harper as well, driving her cock into her Mom's moth and doubling her up like a folding bed.
"Grrfff," Abby gulped as the toy pushed at her throat, "Grfff." Her daughter grinned and high-fived Octavia opposite her. The two of them went even faster and harder, slamming the Milf between them. After a few minutes Clarke slowed but that was only to let Raven return in, the dark skinned young woman holding Abby's head in position as she fed the Milf her strap-on.
Octavia stepped back panting and getting her breath, "Harper your turn."
The blonde started to step forward her, toy trembling at the older woman's twat as she began to guide it in. She was stopped by Clarke, "You want to bang her ass? I can recommend it."
"Yes," giggled Harper. Clarke stood over her Mom, leg's astride and reached down to the Milf's cheeks, pulling them apart so that Harper could admire the rosebud. The blonde did so, for a second, before she penetrated it with her strap-on. Abby's squeal was muffled by the fact she had another strap-on in her mouth, but she wiggled and shook, making sure she encouraged her daughter's friend in. Not that Harper needed much encouragement, thrusting the toy as hard and fast as she could into Abby's rectum, opening the hole wide. "You're so right Clarke."
Wanheda resisted the temptation to say I told you so, continuing to hold apart her Mom's cheeks as she sat lightly on her back, rubbing her teen pussy up and down Abby's spine. The Milf shuddered and shook, stimulating her daughter as she was vigorously taken from each end, Raven and Harper soon developing a united rhythm so she bounced back and forth like a seesaw. She could hear the pants and groans of enjoyment from the teens as they fucked her and she was sure she making her daughter happy in more ways than one. She could feel Wanheda leaning forward so she was tonguing Harper's cock as it pounded it, her tongue just flickering at her Mom's ass as it did.
After a few minutes Raven and Harper swapped, Clarke continuing to hold open her Mom's butt so Raven had no problem entering the used hole. The Milf's groan of appreciation was swiftly cut short as Harper's cock entered her mouth and Abby sucked greedily at the plastic prick which had just been up her ass. It was depraved, she knew, but such a turn on. Her head bounced forward, taking the dick deep and slurping it vigorously. She could see Harper grinning as the Milf mouth went down the shaft, with Octavia also grinning as she awaited her turn.
"That's it Mom, share and share alike," Clarke slapped her Mom's buttocks, before grabbing them hard and wobbling them. Raven pounded harder and harder, driving the dick in deep, making sure the hole was gaped and open.
"Time to swap," grinned Harper as she pulled out her cock and let Octavia take her turn, the brunette eagerly taking her friend's place and feeding her strap-on to Abby, the Milf sucking it almost as greedily as Harper's.
Clarke turned, "Once you're lubed up you'll want to pound Mom's ass."
"You will," confirmed Raven who was still driving hard and fast into the butt, "I recommend it."
"I'm ready then," grinned Octavia and pulled her dick out of Abby's mouth, allowing the Milf a moment or two to moan, before Raven was round getting her own cock polished.
The two teens went at Abby with passion, penetrating her front and back and spit-roasting her like she was a hog on a stick. Clarke and Harper looked on, grinning as they watched the Milf shuddering and shaking between their friends, as she was pounded to pieces. Abby could feel the orgasms hitting her from her anal-penetration like a series of thunderbolts hitting a spire, each one burning and electrifying, making her heart jump and her pussy zing.
"What about DPing her properly?" Clarke grinned at her friends.
"Yes," they chorused in agreement.
"I want to take her pussy, first, so I can see her face" said Clarke and none of the others disagreed.
"Let me carry on with her ass, I've not finished fucking it," grinned Octavia. She pulled the dick out and lay down on her back, gesturing for Abby to lower herself down on it.
The Milf instantly complied, moaning as she pushed her ass down it, as Octavia took hold off her waist and guided her down. She carried all the way, until she was resting on Octavia's thighs, the dick embedded in her ass. She reached for her cunt and rubbed it gently, before prying it open as Clarke approached. "Come DP me, Wanheda, fuck me with your friend."
"I am going to enjoy this," grinned Clarke as she lowered herself onto her naked Mom, easing the toy into the waiting wet hole.
"Mmmnn," Abby moaned as she was penetrated, her bottom wiggling so that the toy in her ass rubbed and gyrated in her back hole. She placed her hands on the floor, feeling the rough woollen rug beneath her palms as she balanced herself, sure that Clarke was going to really pound her.
She wasn't wrong. Clarke started slow at first, finding her pace, but she quickly began to pick up, thrusting forward and back, filling Abby's front hole with plastic cock. Behind her Octavia gripped her tightly, and if the brunette wasn't going the speed of the blonde, she was still pushing and humping, making sure that her strap-on remained deep in the Mom's ass. Abby grunted and shuddered, feeling the pleasure rising as the two cocks connected, brushing together, separated only by the thin chute walls. Abby could feel them jamming together, filling her more completely than she ever had been before, the waves of ecstasy become larger and faster, so that they were like a flood of sexual bliss. "OOOhhhhh, yessss, yessss, double fuck me good, give me both your cocks and ram my holes."
Now Octavia was starting to up the speed as well, powerfully ramming her toy at Abby's ass in partnership with Clarke, the two teens working so well together that Abby suspected she wasn't the first woman they'd DP'd. She gasped, shuddering as her special spots were stimulated in unison, reaching down to rub her clit vigorously, so that the pleasure became even more intense, like a tsunami pouring across a beach. Her back bent, her head shuddering as it dipped backwards into Octavia. "OOOhhh, fuck, this is so good, do me harder, Wanheda, fuck your Mom's cunt."
The teen grinned, looking at her Mom's contorting face as she followed her suggestions, driving the dick deep down. Abby's hands were round Clarke's back, clawing at the teen and dragging her down with more fury. Clarke grinned even wider and went with her, thrusting faster and faster, her hips moving like she was an earthquake of lust. Abby shrieked loudly as the pleasure tore her, her cries showing her pleasure and submission to her daughter's perverse desires, "Yessss, yessss, yessss."
Clarke was off her, but Abby had no time to recover before Harper replaced her, the second blonde moving with equal speed and passion as she pounded the Milf hole. Octavia adjusted her own speed, slowing down to let Harper take the lead, but squeezing Abby's tits and playing with them instead. Soon Harper was in the rhythm, her dildo ramming hard into Abby's cunt, banging against the one up her ass. Abby squealed again, crying out in excitement as she climaxed again, her body blazing with pleasures. "Aaaarrrghhh, yessss, aaarrrgggh. Keep on fucking me, aaaaarrrghhh."
"Your turn Raven," Octavia said.
Abby felt herself being pushed forward so that she was straddling Harper with her ass in the air. The open hole was only exposed to the chill for a moment, before Raven was entering her, sending her dick down the waiting anal passage, Abby gasped again, shuddering as the prick pushed her walls back before they could properly shrink. It needed no effort for Raven to be all the way in, ramming quick and hard at the Milf's butt. Harper was thrusting upwards, her body banging against Abby's, tit to tit, thigh to thigh as hammered the toy home. The blonde grinned happily as she did so, her hands tightly grasping the older woman's waist, so that Abby remained firm in place.
"AAAAArrghhh, yesssss, yesssss," Abby screamed loudly. The pleasure was as powerful as she'd ever had, made even more so by the fact her daughter, her lover, her owner, was standing feet away and watching with relish. Abby bucked as another orgasm hit her like a boxer's punch, "Aaaaargggh, fuuckkk, yessss."
"She's loud isn't she?" grinned Raven.
"Yes, she is," agreed Clarke. "I know how to quieten her though."
Even as she spoke she was striding forward so she was in front of her Mom, gripping her dick and making sure it was out straight in front of the Milf's bouncing head. "Suck it," Wanheda ordered and Abby instantly obeyed, opening her mouth for the cock. She had taken two dicks before, but never three and she felt a thrill as she realised she was completely airtight, every hole filled. The teens continued to fuck her, unaware or uncaring of milestone. Abby wriggled and shuddered, trying to make sure she responded to Clarke's working hips at the same time as Raven's butt-pounding thrusts and Harper's upward jerks.
It was also certainly making her cum, her pussy was leaking juice like a rusty bucket and her tits were super sensitive and hard with every brush against Harper's nipples. She would have screamed and shrieked like a banshee if she was able, but all she could do to show her enjoyment was slurp and shudder, riding the teens like she was a bucking bronco.
"Raven you want back at my Mom's mouth?" Clarke asked. Raven nodded and the blonde moved aside for her as the dark skinned teen swiftly replaced her friend. Clarke prowled around, like a cat looking on at her playing kittens as the teens fucked Abby harder and harder "MMmnnn, this is so hot Mom, you taking three cocks at once, can you do four."
"Four?" Abby had her mouth full so she was glad Raven asked the question.
"Double anal," laughed Octavia, "That's it."
"We've done it before," confirmed Clarke, "Admittedly not when we're also doing a dp and spit-roast, but I think we can manage."
"We can," Octavia nodded as Clarke stood over her Mom. The other's slowed to a halt, letting Clarke and Octavia reach down and pull Abby's cheeks even further apart. The dark haired warrior's strap-on was embedded in the Milf's asshole, but the advantage of having taken multiple large dongs in the hole was it was loosened and it was easy for Clarke to guide the tip to the top of the hole and force it in; slightly harder to thrust it down the tunnel, widening it.
Abby screamed into Raven's toy, shuddering with pleasure and pain as the second toy invaded her back hole. Octavia and Clarke were obviously practised as they worked fluently together, moving back and forth to stretch the chute and give themselves easier access. The walls stretched as they had never been stretched before and Abby's fingers clamped into the rug as her eyes watered even more than they had been. It took a few minutes for Clarke to fully get her dick in and another couple before Octavia could do it at the same time, so both teens were plastic balls deep in the Milf's ass.
The others had been waiting patiently, barely rocking, as Abby was double analised, but as soon as Clarke pumped her fist and said, "We're in, let's go," they began to bang. Abby had never felt anything like it before, her three holes managing four big plastic dicks. It was uncomfortable, it was agonising, it was ecstasy, it was the ultimate show of love and obedience to Wanheda. She shook in pain and pleasure, her cunt so soaked that Harper barely had to push to drive the dick in. Her eyes were clouded with tears as Raven's dick went in and out of her mouth, hacking at her throat. But most of the feelings, good and bad, were from her widening ass, which was only just coping with the double-fucking it was receiving.
The four teens pounded, grunting and panting as they filled Abby with cock. The room's chill had vanished with the body heat and they were all sweating, at least that's what most of the liquid dripping down their bodies was... Harder and harder they went, sending Abby to the heights of ecstasy even as she was dragged down to the painful pits of hell. Her body was blazing with delight and pain, the nerves unable to separate one sensation from the other and so telling her brain both at the same time, a combination both terrible and wonderful. Abby gripped the rug harder and rocked with the pounding, back and forth, up and down, wriggling and writhing as she was completely filled.
But all things come to an end, good and bad, as the panting teens pulled out and let Abby collapse to the floor, her limbs like jelly.
"That was fun," said Harper as she pushed herself free from Abby.
"The best," agreed Raven as Octavia nodded her agreement.
"We'll definitely do it again," grinned Wanheda.
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