15th Birthday Gift

I was given to my son for his 15th birthday. Fiction, incest, teen/mature, abuse.

During the evening after on our son’s fifteenth birthday, my husband grabbed me and stripped me naked in front of him.

“Larry, what the fuck are you doing?”

I tried to grab my clothes and cover myself but Larry thew them far across the room. I stood there with my arms and hands covering myself as best I could while he held me in place.

“Come over here, Don, and fuck your mother. From now on, your mother is sexually as much yours as she is mine, and we are going to keep her full of cock. Happy Birthday.”

I struggled and tried to pull away but could not. I watched my son smile and remove his clothes. Larry pushed me to the floor, on my back and pinned my arms down. My 34-C tits stood up from my chest and my nipples hardened. I squirmed and kicked but Don got between my legs and slammed his cock up into me.

While Don was fucking me, Larry was telling me, “On my fifteenth birthday my father gave me my mother’s body and his father had given him his mother’s body. It’s a family tradition. Now it’s your turn to satisfy your son any time and any way he wants.”

I lay there and cried as my husband held me and my son was ramming his hard cock in and out of my cunt.

“She has three holes for you to use. She’s now your cum dump. Any time you are in the mood for fucking, you can take her any way you want, just like I do.” Vic let go of my arms and moved around, placing his cock at my mouth. “Suck my cock like a good slut.” I gave up and opened my mouth. After several minutes of my son fucking my cunt and my husband fucking my face, all three of us came at about the same time.

It was true, Vic treated me like a whore, fucking me any time he wanted and any way he wanted. Soon after we were married, he started making me let his friends fuck me. Sometimes he joined in and sometimes he just watched as my body was used by one or more of his buddy’s. Actually, I came to like it and welcomed the times it happened, but Don was my son, I didn’t want to be a whore for my son. Vic had never told me about this family tradition. It came as a total surprise and shock.

“Tonight you’re going to take my place in my bed. If your mother doesn’t tell me, in the morning, that you dumped at least one load in each of her three fuck holes, I will be very disappointed.”

Thanks for the great birthday present, Dad.” Don took my hand and led me to the bedroom. I obediently followed. Vic slapped me hard on the ass before we left the room.

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