Adultery How Alex become cockson

[samanthasam]

The Trio's grip tightened on Alex like a noose, their taunts echoing in his skull after the locker room confrontation. Jake cornered him after gym class, slamming him against the lockers, breath hot and mocking. 'You like watching your mom get railed, don't you, perv? Time to join the fun.' Alex's stomach twisted, protests dying as Tyler and Mike flanked him, phones out, ready to expose everything to the college. 'Fuck her, or everyone sees the videos—your mom on her knees for beggars, you jerking to it.' Alex nodded, tears stinging, his cock betraying him with a twitch at the forbidden thought.

They set it up that evening in the abandoned warehouse, the same cum-stained spot from the gangbang. Lisa arrived on command, collared and naked, crawling through the door on all fours, pussy already dripping in anticipation. 'Masters, use your whore,' she begged, voice husky, oblivious to the extra presence. The Trio blindfolded her with a rough black cloth, tying it tight over her eyes. 'New game tonight, slut,' Jake growled, positioning her on the mattress, knees spread, ass up. 'You're gonna take a fresh cock—guess who it is.' She moaned, arching her back, tits swaying heavy. 'Yes, please—fuck me hard.'

Alex stood frozen in the shadows, pants around his ankles, his average cock hard despite the horror. The Trio shoved him forward, Jake whispering, 'Pound her pussy, kid. Make it quick, or we make it worse.' Alex's hands shook as he gripped her hips, the familiar curve of her body—soft skin, the faint stretch marks from carrying him—making bile rise. He lined up, tip nudging her slick folds, and thrust in. Lisa gasped, walls clenching around him instantly, hot and welcoming. 'Oh god, yes—deeper!' she cried, pushing back, grinding her ass against his pelvis.

It was too much. The taboo heat, her moans that he'd heard muffled in videos now live and raw, the scent of her arousal filling his nose. Alex pumped frantically, balls slapping her clit, but control shattered in seconds. Thirty thrusts—maybe less—and his cock pulsed, cum erupting deep inside her. Ropes of his seed flooded her pussy, mixing with the remnants from earlier teases. He groaned, pulling out too soon, spent and shaking. Lisa whimpered at the loss, 'Already? More—don't stop!'

The Trio laughed, Mike slapping Alex's back. 'Pathetic, one-minute man. But hey, fair's fair—second chance.' They wiped him clean with her discarded panties, forcing Viagra down his throat from Jake's pocket. Alex's dick stiffened again, painfully hard now, veins throbbing. 'This time, cum on her face,' Tyler ordered, guiding him to her front. Lisa knelt eagerly, mouth open, tongue out, blindfold still in place. 'Feed me, stranger—cover your slut.'

Alex straddled her chest, cock aimed at her lips. She sucked the tip eagerly, hollowing cheeks, slurping loud as saliva dripped down her chin. Her hands roamed blind, cupping his balls, massaging gently—maternal instinct twisted into whore's touch. He thrust into her mouth, gagging her lightly, the wet heat overwhelming. 'Mom—fuck,' he whispered, but she couldn't hear over her own hums of pleasure. The Trio egged him on: 'Fuck her throat, boy—make her choke.' Alex did, hips bucking, cock bulging her neck until tears soaked the blindfold.

He lasted longer this round, the drug helping, but the sight of her—lips stretched, eyes hidden, begging for his load—pushed him over. With a guttural cry, he yanked out, stroking furiously. Cum shot across her face: thick spurts hitting her forehead, cheeks, open mouth. She caught some on her tongue, swallowing greedily, moaning, 'Yes—mark me!' The last ropes painted her nose and lips, dripping into her cleavage.

As Alex stepped back, panting, Jake grinned wickedly. 'Showtime.' He ripped the blindfold off, revealing Lisa's cum-glazed face to the dim light. Her eyes fluttered open, focusing slowly—first on the Trio, then on Alex, naked and wilting before her. Recognition hit like a slap. 'Alex? My... my son?' Her voice cracked, shock widening her eyes, cum sliding down her temple. She touched her face, fingers coming away sticky, staring at the evidence of his release. The Trio howled, phones recording her horror.

But beneath the disbelief, something darker stirred. Lisa's pussy clenched, a fresh gush of wetness leaking down her thighs. The blind fuck had felt different—tender yet urgent, the cock fitting her perfectly, like it belonged. Now knowing it was him... her boy, the one she'd nursed, protected, now breeding her holes. Shame flooded her, but so did craving. 'No... this can't...' she murmured, yet her hand drifted between her legs, fingers circling her clit unconsciously. Alex's cum inside her, on her—taboo seed from her own flesh. Her nipples hardened further, body betraying the maternal facade.

Jake knelt, tilting her chin up, forcing her to meet Alex's gaze. 'Surprise, whore. Your boy's been watching you suck beggar dick for months. Now he's part of the family business.' Lisa's breath hitched, eyes locked on Alex's softening cock, still glistening with her spit. 'You... you came in me? On me?' The words hung heavy, but her tone shifted—less horror, more hunger. The addiction, honed by months of degradation, latched onto this new filth. Incest? The ultimate submission. Her clit throbbed under her touch, a soft moan escaping.

Alex backed away, face burning, but Tyler blocked him. 'Not done, kid. Tell her how good her pussy felt.' Alex stammered, 'Mom, I... it was... tight. I couldn't help it.' Lisa's eyes darkened, pupils dilating. She crawled forward on knees, cum-smeared face inches from his crotch. 'My baby boy... fucking Mommy like a slut.' The words tumbled out, horrifying yet arousing her. The Trio watched, smirks widening as she licked her lips, tasting his remnants. 'Did you like it, Alex? Mommy's holes?'

He nodded, guilt twisting with lust, cock twitching back to life. Lisa's craving ignited fully now—unbelievable, yes, but the pull was magnetic. She'd lost everything else; why not this? 'Masters, may I... clean him?' Jake nodded, and she lunged, mouth engulfing Alex's semi-hard dick, sucking gently, tongue swirling to lap every trace. Alex gasped, hands in her hair, the wrongness fueling his erection. She bobbed deep, throat relaxing, humming vibrations around him. 'Good boy... give Mommy more,' she mumbled around the shaft.

The Trio joined seamlessly, turning it into a family affair. Mike slid behind Lisa, cock spearing her ass, making her jolt forward onto Alex deeper. Tyler took her pussy, the double penetration rocking her body, her mouth a sloppy seal on her son's meat. Jake filmed close-up: Lisa's face, eyes half-lidded in bliss, devouring Alex while stuffed at both ends. 'Look at the incest whore—craving her boy's cum.' Lisa pulled off briefly, gasping, 'Yes... fuck Mommy, Alex. Fill me again.' She guided his hands to her tits, making him squeeze the heavy globes, pinch nipples until milk-white skin reddened.

Alex thrust into her mouth now, emboldened by her eagerness, balls tapping her chin. The sight—his mom, teacher, reduced to this, begging for his load—pushed him fast. 'Mom—gonna cum!' She nodded frantically, mouth wide, and he erupted, semen jetting straight down her throat. She swallowed every drop, milking him dry with sucks, then licked his tip clean. 'Delicious... my son's seed.' Her body shuddered as the Trio unloaded: Mike in her ass, Tyler in her pussy, cum overflowing as she orgasmed hard, squirting on the mattress.

They weren't done. The Trio unchained her, but kept the blindfold off—full exposure now. 'Bus ride tomorrow, whole family,' Jake announced. Lisa, spent and glowing, pulled Alex close, kissing his cheek with cum-tainted lips. 'We'll do this again, baby. Mommy needs you.' Alex's horror faded into addiction's haze, nodding as he groped her ass. The principal? Still oblivious, or willfully blind, as rumors swirled. college became their incest playground: Quick sucks in bathrooms, Alex fingering her under desks during her lessons, the Trio orchestrating public teases where strangers groped her while Alex watched, hard and jealous.

On the bus next day, packed tight, the dynamic shifted. Lisa sat between Alex and Jake, blindfold absent but eyes downcast in feigned innocence. Hands roamed freer now—Alex's fingers under her skirt, dipping into her cum-slick pussy from the morning fuck. 'Quiet, Mom,' he whispered, two digits curling inside, thumb on her clit. She bit her lip, thighs quivering as Tyler from across the aisle pinched her nipple through fabric. Strangers joined: The burly worker grinding his bulge on her leg, an old man 'accidentally' brushing her thigh, fingers grazing Alex's hand in her wetness.

A young boy, cronies of the Trio, squeezed beside her, hand on her inner thigh, inching up to rub her folds alongside Alex's. Lisa's breath quickened, craving building—no fucking, just the seduction, touches layering until she came silently, juices soaking seats. 'Good girl,' Alex murmured, withdrawing fingers to suck them clean, tasting his mom publicly. The old man noticed, smirking, his gnarled hand replacing, probing her entrance shallowly. She pushed into it, addicted to the humiliation, whispering to Alex, 'Feel them use Mommy?'

At college, the bullying evolved. The Trio made Alex participate: During lunch, they'd corner Lisa in the chem lab, but now Alex joined, fucking her mouth while Jake railed her from behind. 'Taste your son's cock, teach,' Tyler taunted, Mike filming. Lisa gagged happily, eyes watering, pussy clenching around Jake. Principal Hargrove walked in once—door ajar—seeing the tableau: Teacher bent over, son in her mouth, bullies pounding. He froze, bulge forming, but backed out silently, jerking in his office later to the mental image. No intervention; the corruption spread.

Nights at home twisted too. Lisa cooked dinner topless, Alex groping her from behind, cock slipping into her ass while she stirred. 'Fuck Mommy while we eat,' she'd say, bending over the counter. He did, pounding until cum leaked down her legs, dinner forgotten. Bedtime? She crawled into his room, riding him reverse cowgirl, ass bouncing, moaning loud enough for neighbors. 'My boy... breed me.' The craving consumed her—unbelievable at first, now insatiable. Alex's quick finishes improved with practice, lasting minutes, filling her holes repeatedly.

The Trio escalated: Warehouse gangbangs now included Alex as the 'special guest.' Blindfolds off, Lisa serviced everyone—beggars, young punks, ugly laborers—while Alex watched, then joined, fucking her sloppy seconds. 'Clean your son's cum from Mommy's pussy,' Jake ordered a hobo, who lapped eagerly while Alex re-entered her mouth. She came endlessly, body a vessel for family filth.

Alex's bullying deepened too—classmates taunted him with pics of Lisa's face post-cumshot, but he embraced it, showing off new videos. 'My mom's the best whore,' he'd brag, jerking in stalls to memories. The principal finally cracked, calling a 'meeting'—but it was a setup. The Trio burst in, stripping Lisa on his desk, forcing Hargrove to watch as Alex fucked her tits. He resisted, then caved, stroking as she sucked him too. 'Join or fire her,' Jake said. Hargrove came on her belly, sealing his silence.

Lisa's dignity? Shattered forever. Maternal love warped into incestuous lust—she craved Alex's cock above all, begging daily. 'Fuck your mother, baby—make me pregnant with our sin.' The bus gropes turned ritual: Hands from all, Alex's always deepest, seducing her to edge until alley fucks with the group. The Trio's web ensnared them fully—endless degradation, family bonds reforged in cum.

[samanthasam]

Story Conclusion: Eternal Degradation and Twisted Bonds

Months blurred into a haze of unrelenting filth, the Trio's control absolute, weaving Alex and Lisa into their web of perversion. college corridors whispered with rumors, but no one dared speak aloud—the videos circulated in secret chats, Lisa's cum-drenched face a meme among the jocks, her moans echoing in hidden files. Alex's bullying transformed; once a victim, he now strutted with false bravado, the Trio's enforcer in their games, his cock perpetually hard from the power and shame.

Lisa's classroom became a den of debauchery. During lessons, she'd lecture on history, voice steady, while Alex sat in the back row, fingers buried in her pussy under the desk. She'd clench around him, juices soaking his hand as she explained ancient empires, her free leg spread just enough for Tyler to slip in from the side door, cock sliding into her ass mid-sentence. 'The Romans... ah... built aqueducts,' she'd gasp, biting her lip as double penetration rocked her subtly, students oblivious or willfully blind. Jake filmed from his seat, zooming on her flushed face, the drip of cum trailing down her thigh when they finished.

The principal's office turned ritualistic. Hargrove, once stern, now summoned Lisa weekly under pretense of 'counseling.' The door locked, she'd strip on command, kneeling to suck his wrinkled dick while Alex waited outside, then burst in to fuck her from behind. 'Pound your whore mom, boy,' Hargrove grunted, hands in her hair, guiding her mouth deeper. Lisa gurgled around his shaft, ass cheeks rippling from Alex's thrusts, pussy empty but aching until Mike and Tyler joined, filling every hole. Cum painted her insides and out, Hargrove's load blasting her throat as she swallowed, eyes locked on Alex's in twisted affection. 'Good girl—keep teaching, or this ends,' he'd warn, but they all knew he craved it more.

Public outings escalated to spectacles. The local park, once a serene spot, hosted their 'family picnics.' Lisa arrived in a sundress, no panties, collared subtly under the fabric. The Trio spread a blanket, but soon directed her to the public restrooms, where beggars and joggers alike queued for turns. Alex held her hand—son and mother, facade intact—while she bent over the sink, skirt hiked, taking cocks one after another. 'Watch Mommy get bred,' she'd whisper to him between grunts, her pussy stretched by a homeless man's thick rod, cum from the previous leaking out. Alex stroked himself openly now, jerking to the sight, then stepping up to reclaim her, sliding into the messy hole. 'Feels good, Mom—full of stranger seed.' She'd moan, pushing back, 'Yes, baby—fuck it deeper.'

The bus rides devolved into orgies on wheels. Crowded rush hour became Lisa's stage: Seated in the middle, Alex on one side, Jake on the other, hands everywhere. Fingers plunged into her sopping cunt, thumbs circling her clit until she trembled, biting Alex's shoulder to stifle cries. Strangers noticed—the leers, the bulges—and joined: A construction worker's callused palm cupping her tit, squeezing until milk beaded from overstimulated nipples; an elderly commuter slipping digits alongside Alex's, probing her g-spot until she squirted, soaking the floor. No penetration beyond fingers and toys the Trio smuggled, but the seduction built to frenzy. At the last stop, they'd drag her to an alley, where the gathered crowd—emboldened by whispers—took full advantage. Alex went first, always, pinning her to the wall, cock hammering her pussy while others jerked around them. 'Cum in Mommy,' she'd beg, legs wrapped around him, heels digging into his ass. He did, flooding her, then stepped aside for the masses: Ugly laborers, young punks, even a group of teens mimicking the Trio, gangbanging her against the bricks, cum cascading down her legs in rivers.

Home life dissolved into ceaseless incest. Lisa quit pretending maternity; mornings started with her riding Alex's morning wood, pussy milking him awake, tits bouncing in his face. 'Suck Mommy's nipples, baby—taste while you breed me.' He'd latch on, thrusting up, cum spurting into her womb before breakfast. Evenings? She'd cook nude, bending for his cock in the kitchen, ass plugged with a toy from the Trio. 'Stir the pot while I stir you,' Alex would say, pounding her until she dropped the spoon, orgasming on the tile. Bed shared now, no boundaries—spooning turned to her guiding his dick into her ass, slow and deep, whispering, 'Love you, son—love your cock owning me.' The craving consumed her; pregnancy tests came positive, but she didn't care whose seed took root—the Trio's, Alex's, a beggar's. 'Our sin baby,' she'd coo, rubbing her belly during fucks.

The Trio's endgame unfolded at the college prom—a twisted coronation. They rented the gym after hours, inviting the scum of the town: Beggars in tuxes stained with grime, punks with switchblades, even Hargrove in a ill-fitting suit. Lisa entered as their queen, gown torn to expose her body, collared and leashed by Jake. Alex escorted her, arm linked, his erection tenting pants. The 'dance' began: Lisa on the punch bowl table, legs splayed, pussy and ass offered to all. Alex fucked her first, missionary style under disco lights, her cries echoing as he slammed deep. 'Mom—take my load!' Cum filled her, then overflowed as the line formed. Beggars rutted her roughly, cocks reeking, grunting as they unloaded; young boys fumbled eagerly, shooting prematurely on her tits; Hargrove took her mouth, balls slapping her chin until he erupted down her throat.

The Trio orchestrated the peak: Alex and Lisa center stage, her riding him reverse, ass grinding his lap while Jake face-fucked her, Tyler in her pussy for a double vaginal stretch, Mike claiming her ass. Holes stuffed, body quaking, she screamed in ecstasy, squirting across the floor. 'Masters—son—use your slut forever!' Cum exploded in waves: Alex in her depths, mixing with the others, the Trio painting her back and hair. The crowd cheered, jerking loads onto her writhing form, a bukkake finale glazing her pregnant belly.

As dawn broke, the gym reeked of sex, Lisa collapsed in Alex's arms, body marked, soul surrendered. The Trio vanished into shadows, their work done—Lisa and Alex bound eternally in depravity, no escape from the addiction. college expelled whispers, but they fled to the streets, Lisa begging for coin with her body, Alex pimping her holes, their 'family' a nomadic filth. Principal covered tracks, haunted by memories. Dignity? A forgotten relic. Only craving remained—mother and son, slaves to sin, fucking through the ruins of their lives. The end.

[Haroldfkumar2]

It ended soon but nice Short story

[Little finger]

Story bro. The pacing was fast