The Violation

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He opened the door, praying the hinges would not squeak. She lay asleep, with just a top sheet pulled over her small form. Holding his breath, he crept closer, closer, until he could see her chest rising and falling in the dim light through the bedroom window. The night was hot and he could see the sheen of perspiration on her forehead. He'd be doing her a favor by pulling down the sheet, he convinced himself.

As he did so, her small breasts came into view. Now her belly, just a slight bump, and then... he caught his breath ... her mons, sprinkled with just a few, coarse blond hairs. He leaned in close and accidentally touched her thigh. She stirred in her sleep. He froze... after a moment she sighed and turned a little, towards him, her legs falling apart. All her beauty was revealed for his gaze.

His hand reached out and traced her pussy lips, slightly moist. He brought the fingertip to his nose and breathed in her aroma. The hand reached to her again and gently pressed into her pussy, spreading the lips like a flower.

Her eyes shot open.

"Johnny! What are you doing?! I am your MOTHER for God's sake!"

Johnny never stopped though. The pre-pubecent boy continued to press into her flower, feeling her, until he couldn't resist anymore. Moving closer, Johnny ran his tongue over his mother's nether reigon, hearing her gasp for air sharply, as his tongue touched her clitoris.

All of a sudden, things started to happen really fast. Johnny felt a cold line of steel slide against his throat as his father's buck knife slid tight to his neck. "Thought you'ld cuckold your old man, Johnny? Thought you'ld play around with momma while I was gone? I knew she'd been fooling around, but can't fuckin believe my own son... Well enough is enough. You want her, you can have her.. but you're gonna pay. Keep eating her out son, make her all nasty and wet with your tongue."

"Honey, don't! Johnny, get away from me," his mother cried.

"Shut up bitch, I didn't see you trying to get away when he started chewing on your clit. One more word out of you and I slit his throat and then come for yours!!!" His dad tightened the blade on Johnny's neck, and Johnny went still, knowing he meant it. "Well... get your head back in there son."

Johnny did as his dad asked, slowly licking his mother's cunt and then going back in for her love button. Her mouth opened and closed, but all that came out were moans of pleasure as he hit the right spots.

As he kept up with this, his father pulled the blade back a bit. "You keep doing that no matter what son, or I slit your throat, your mother's, and toss your bodies in the creek. You understand me boy?" JOhnny ndded his head and kept at his work.

His father pulled the blade away and johnny heard him put it down on the floor. Immediately he felt his fathers hands on his waist, pulling at his fly and then dragging his pants and underwear down to his ankles. He started to try and struggle, but his dad grunted "I'll kill you if you do" and he stopped struggling.

Johnny felt the cool air of the bedroom accross his exposed ass, and then a hand between his legs, grasping and stroking his young cock. He moaned softly. As he did so he felt a second violation as a finger touched his asshole.

"You like that you faggot?" His dad said, "You like your daddy playing with your little boner? You like me to finger your shithole? You want me to keep doing it?" All of a sudden his dad jerked on the now rock hard cock violently, and Johnny started to cry into his mother's cunt in pain. "You like it now queer boy?"

As he spoke his father let go of his cock and Johnny sighed in relief. HIs cock hurt like it had been burned. But his loss of pain was to be shortlived. No sooner was he feeling better about his cock, than Johnny cried out as something large and hard violently pushed against his asshole. Screaming in agony as he thought his father had decided to disembowel him with his knife, Johnny didn't at first hear the grunting of his father behind him.

"Fucking feels so good... Fucking boycunt... Mabel, his ass is so much tighter than yours, you slut."

Johnny cried in pain as he felt the head of his fathers cock attempt to enter his ass.

"Too fucking dry to do anything with, Mabel, hand me the KY in the nightstand now!!!!!"

"Honey, he is to little..." Mabel cried, "Please, I'll let you do anything you want to my body if you don't hurt him."

"Oh but I like fucking boycunts, Mabel, didn't you know? Why do you think I let young Andrew help me in the garden? Why do you think we go into the shed? Eh Mabel? I'll tell you - he's ten times the better fucker than you are, bitch!"

At those words Mabel shocked both of the males by leading out a hoot of laughter.

"You fucking bastard!" she yelled. "What do you know about fucking? What do you know about anything? And what do you know about Andrew? I know he's a good fucker - he fucks me often enough! Oh yes, you thought you were so damned clever having him in your bloody shed, didnt you? I often wondered why when he came to me he asked after you as well! Now I know - he was shagging us both - me in the cunt, you in the fucking asshole! How much did you pay him them? I bet he's made a mint out of us! And I bet he would have begun on Johnny next! It's like that song - we're the finest fucking family in the land!!!!"

Johnny felt the dick in his ass begin to pull out. He heard his father's tone change of voice, too.

"You cannot be serious! I'd have known if that had happened - he would've told me!"

"Why should he? He was getting paid to fuck us both and he wouldn't have wanted to loose all that lovely money! Anyway, just out of interest, what did you pay him?"

"Well, OK, I gave him twenty each time each time. What about you - I bet it was less than that - you lways say you never have enough money ..."

"Well so did I - but I gave him a good meal every time too, so there!"

By now Johnny could sit up and study them both. He thought about Andrew, a boy in his year at school, who had been fucking far longer than he had - and in his own home too. He touched his bottom, and winced at the pain.

"Poor Johnny! Let me make it better, darling ..." and his mother took the jelly used by his dad and put some on her finger. She rubbed it gently around his swollen anus, and it started to feel less sore.

She was still naked and close to him, and he kissed her, touching her right breast as he did so. His father was sitting back on his heels, and looked crestfallen - he just couldn't get his head around his wife's infidelity, completely ignoring his own. Then to the complete surprise of the others, he burst into tears.

"Oh fuck!" he sobbed, "I just never even gave it a thought that Andrew wasn't just a school boy and completely innocent. How could he be like that?"

Mabel laughed again - this time more scornful than before. "Because, my darling husband, of his family. His mother is a whore, and her pimp is his father. Andrew grew up in that environment, and when he was nine years old his mother took his cherry - yes she got him to fuck her! don't look so horrified - and he now has fucked almost every wife in the district. I got him because my friend Diana had had him and she recommended him. I'd got so that I never got fucked except when you got drunk and I wanted a sober cock. Now I wonder if he hasn't been fucking, and got fucked by, half the husbands as well. Didn't it ever occur to you how good he was at it, you poor fool?"

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