My son is the new master

As I walked up the street, my old pickup wheezing and spluttering behind me, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. Abi and I had had one hell of a row before I stormed out, all because of that damn kid Mike. At 19, he still acted like a little shit sometimes, sassing off to his mother whenever he got the chance. Abi wanted me to put my foot down, but I tried to explain to her that Mike was a grown man now. She couldn't treat him like a child anymore.

But now, as I trudged home in the darkness, I was starting to feel guilty. Maybe I should have been firmer with Mike. After all, he was still living under our roof. As the house came into view, I sighed heavily. Time to go face the music.

But as I approached the front door, I heard something that made me stop dead in my tracks. Moans. Female moans. Coming from upstairs. My heart raced as I realized what was happening. Abi and Mike. Oh God.

I should have burst in there, put a stop to it right then and there. But something held me back. A twisted curiosity, maybe. Or maybe I was just too damn shocked to move. Whatever the reason, I found myself creeping up the stairs instead, moving silently on the balls of my feet until I reached the slightly ajar bedroom door.

I peered through the crack, and what I saw nearly made me pass out. There on the bed was Abi, naked and writhing in ecstasy as Mike pounded into her mercilessly. Her tits bounced with every thrust, her legs wrapped tightly around his waist as she begged for more.

"Fuck me, baby," she moaned, running her hands over his chiseled chest. "Give me that big fucking cock."

I felt my own cock twitch in my pants as I watched them rut like animals. This was wrong, so fucking wrong. But God help me, I couldn't look away.

Mike grunted as he hammered into Abi's tight cunt, his balls slapping against her ass with every thrust. "Take it, you fucking slut," he growled, grabbing her by the throat and squeezing. "This is what you get for being such a bitch to me all these years."

Abi gasped and moaned, bucking her hips to meet his thrusts. "Yes, fuck yes," she panted. "I've been waiting for this for so long. Fuck me harder, Mikey. Make me your bitch."

I watched in disbelief as my own son violated my wife, using her like a cheap whore. And worst of all, she was loving every second of it. Her eyes were rolled back in her head, drool running down her chin as she lost herself in the pleasure.

"Gonna cum," Mike grunted, his thrusts becoming more erratic. "Gonna fucking breed you, Mom. Pump you full of my seed."

"Aaahhhh!" Abi screamed, her body convulsing beneath him as she came hard. "Yes, yes, give it to me! Fill me up!"

I watched in horror as Mike buried himself balls-deep inside Abi's spasming cunt and unleashed a torrent of hot cum deep into her womb. He groaned and grunted as he pumped what felt like gallons of semen into my wife, marking her as his territory.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Mike pulled out with a wet squelch. A river of cum poured out of Abi's well-fucked hole, pooling on the sheets beneath her. She looked utterly spent, lying there with her legs spread wide, Mike's seed leaking out of her used cunt.

Mike stood up and grabbed his clothes, giving Abi's still-quivering body one last kick before sauntering out of the room. He didn't even see me standing there in the hallway, too lost in his own sense of triumph.

I stood frozen as Mike walked by me, his naked ass still dripping with sweat and cum. I wanted to say something, to do something. But what could I possibly say or do at this point? The damage was done.

As Mike headed downstairs, I finally managed to find my voice. "Abi," I called out hoarsely, pushing the door open and stepping into the room.

Abi looked up at me with glazed eyes, a sleepy smile on her lips. "Hey babe," she purred, stretching languidly on the bed. "You're back early."

I stared at her in disbelief, my mind reeling. "What...what the fuck just happened here?" I asked, my voice shaking with rage and confusion.

Abi sat up slowly, still naked and covered in Mike's cum. She cocked her head to the side, studying me with a look of amusement. "What do you think happened, dummy?" she asked, spreading her legs to show off her gaping, dripping cunt. "Your son just fucked me silly. Filled me up with so much cum."

I felt bile rise in my throat as I looked at her ruined pussy, overflowing with my own flesh and blood's seed. "But...but why?" I stammered. "How could you let him do this to you?"

Abi laughed, a cold and cruel sound. "Oh Stephen, you naive fool," she sneered. "You really thought you could control that boy? He's a man now. And he's going to take what he wants, when he wants it."

She stood up and walked towards me, her hips swaying seductively. I could smell Mike's musk on her skin, see his cum still dripping down her thighs. "And right now, he wants me," she purred, pressing her body against mine. "And so do you, don't you?"

I felt my cock twitch again despite myself as she ground against me. God help me, but she was right. I was as much a victim of Mike's lust as she was. We were both just pawns in his sick game.

Abi reached down and grabbed my cock through my pants, giving it a firm squeeze. "Mmmm, feels like you're already on board," she cooed. "Why don't you join us next time, hmm? Wouldn't you like to watch your son fuck his mother like the filthy whore she is?"

I knew I should resist, that this was all wrong. But as Abi sank to her knees and unzipped my fly, all rational thought flew out of my head. All I could focus on was the wet heat of her mouth as she took my cock deep into her throat.

"Fuck," I groaned, tangling my fingers in her hair. "Fuck yes, suck it baby."

Abi moaned around my shaft, sending vibrations of pleasure up my spine. She bobbed her head faster, taking me deeper with every thrust. I could feel myself getting close already, my balls tightening in anticipation.

Just as I was about to blow my load down Abi's throat, I heard a noise behind me. I turned my head to see Mike standing in the doorway, a shit-eating grin on his face.

"Don't stop on my account," he said, stroking his already hard cock. "In fact, why don't you come over here and finish what you started?"

Abi pulled off my cock with a wet pop, licking her lips salaciously. "Mmmm, I don't know Stephen," she teased. "I'm not sure you can handle both of us at once."

I knew she was right. As much as I wanted to prove her wrong, to show her that I was still a virile man capable of satisfying my wife and son...I knew I would never be able to keep up with them.

But fuck it. If they wanted to use me as their personal fuck toy, who was I to argue? I walked over to Mike and dropped to my knees in front of him, looking up at him with worshipful eyes.

"Please," I begged. "Let me service you both."

Mike smirked down at me, fisting his cock and rubbing it against my face. "You want this cock down your throat?" he growled.

I nodded eagerly, opening my mouth wide in invitation. "Please sir," I pleaded. "Use me like your own personal fuck doll."

Mike laughed cruelly and shoved his cock into my mouth, fucking my face with brutal force. I gagged and choked on his huge member, tears streaming down my face as he used me roughly.

"Mmmm fuck yeah," he grunted. "Take it all you pathetic fucking bitch."

Meanwhile, Abi had positioned herself behind me, rubbing her dripping pussy against my asshole. "Don't worry baby," she cooed in my ear. "Mommy's going to take care of you too."

I moaned around Mike's cock as Abi slowly pushed her fingers inside me, working them in and out of my tight hole. It hurt like hell at first, but soon the pain gave way to intense pleasure as she found my prostate and rubbed it just right.

"God yes," I groaned as Abi finger-fucked me relentlessly. "Fucking hell that feels good."

Mike pulled his cock out of my mouth with a wet pop, smacking it against my cheek. "Look at you," he sneered. "Getting fucked by your own wife while sucking your son's dick. You're pathetic."

I hung my head in shame, unable to deny the truth of his words. I was pathetic. A weak little man who got off on being dominated by his own family.

As if reading my mind, Abi spanked my ass hard and ground against me from behind. "That's right," she purred wickedly. "You're our little fucktoy now. And we're going to use you however we want."

With that, she removed her fingers from my hole and replaced them with her huge strap-on cock, pushing it inside me slowly but firmly until she was buried balls-deep in my ass.

I screamed at the sudden intrusion, my eyes rolling back in my head from the intense mix of pleasure and pain. Mike took advantage of my open mouth to shove his cock back inside it, fucking my face even harder than before.

They both started moving at the same time, Abi pounding into my ass while Mike ravaged my throat. I could do nothing but take it, my body convulsing helplessly between them as they used me like a cheap sex toy.

I knew I shouldn't enjoy this degradation...but God help me, I did. Being at the mercy of my own family, being reduced to nothing more than a warm hole for them to dump their loads into...it made me feel alive in a way I hadn't felt in years.

As they continued to rail me, I could feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge. My own neglected cock was rock hard and leaking pre-cum onto the floor beneath me.

Suddenly, Abi grabbed a fistful of my hair and yanked my head back painfully. "You want to cum?" she demanded.

I could only whimper and nod frantically in response. Abi smiled cruelly and reached around to grab my dick, stroking it hard and fast.

"Then fucking cum for us," she ordered harshly. "Show us what a pathetic little spunkdump you are."

With a scream of utter humiliation and ecstasy, I blew my load all over her hand and the floor beneath me. My body shook uncontrollably as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over me, making me see stars.

Mike chose that moment to erupt down my throat with a guttural groan, pumping what felt like gallons of cum straight into my stomach. I swallowed it all greedily, not wanting to waste a single drop of his precious seed.

Finally, when they were both spent, they pulled out of me and left me lying there on the floor in a puddle of cum and sweat. I watched through bleary eyes as they went over to the bed and collapsed together in a tangle of limbs, already starting to make out and fondle each other once again.

I knew I should feel angry or betrayed...but all I could feel was a deep sense of satisfaction. My wife and son had accepted me for what I was - a worthless fucktoy for their pleasure. And now that I knew my place, I could finally start living life on my own terms.

As they started fucking each other again with wild abandon, I crawled over to join them on the bed, eager to continue serving my new masters in whatever way they wished