a gang bang this slut will never forget

[sluttywhore]

to have this thread i will play the slut but their needs to be atleast 5 other guys.here is a disribtion of myself
ht=5'3
wt=110lb
hair=brown wit blonde streaks and cut short
eyes=hazel
tits=d cups
pussy=shaved
ass=very delectable
all guys must have a body description

 

[horny son]

18 m
brown shaggy hair
athletic build
average sized dick
blue eyes
6 ft tall
pm for a pic

 

[Crazyjohn]

new guy in town

ht 6'3
wt 220
hair bald
body muscular
cock 10" long 5 inches thick
eye green
talent level on scale of 1-10: 8
hope i can join in

 

[horny son]

Bump!!!!

 

[Donalddeutsch]

The Dark Stranger

Malcolm MacDonald
Height: 6'4
Weight: 220
Eyes: Green
Hair: Bald
Body Type: Black and Muscular
Cock Size: 12" and 4" thick
Experience: Very
Age: 22

 

[And 1]

The Boy from next door

Andrew Warwick
Height 5'8
Weight 180
Eyes Blue
Hair Medium Length
Body Medium Build
Cock size 8 1/2 size 5 inches thick
Experince yes
Age 24

 

[Silk_Sheets]

Built To Please

Ryan Malone
6'2
20 m
brown hair, honey eyes
muscular, but not like a body builder
cock 8 inches, and thick, cut, and big balls
produces a lot of cum, loves facials, has lots of stamina

OOC: woot! snagged the last spot! I'm the 5th guy!

 

[Tammyjuggs]

Mrs Bailey

Mrs Bailey (Ellen)
Melanie's mother
39 years old
5ft 3in tall
112 lbs
dark brown eyes with high cheek bones
great smile with near perfect pearly whites and full lips
all natural D-cups (it runs in the family)
big brown nipples (frequently aroused)
thick silky lower back length dark brown hair with auburn tint
lightly tanned silky smooth complexion
tight ass
very attractive
trimmed pussy
no piercings
two small tattoos (one on shoulder blade, one on ankle)
favorite drink is Tequila anything
smokes cigs when drinking
easy going (sometimes too easy), open minded (sometimes too open)
gets along well with her daughters' friends (sometimes too well)


Mrs Bailey returned home on a hot Saturday evening, pulling into the driveway as she dreaded the thought of having to unload the car of the day's purchases. She loved shopping, but hated unloading it all, and her daughter Melanie was usually not too helpful. Melanie could be troublesome at times, but Mrs Bailey let her get away with a little more than she should, mainly to keep her around to keep tabs on her since Mr (Martin) and Mrs (Ellen) Bailey had divorced seven years earlier. Mike never really took an interest in Melanie, so Ellen did what she thought she needed to do in order to keep her closer to home.

Upon pulling up the driveway, Mrs Bailey sees several sports cars, a pick-up truck, and a motorcycle, and several guys gathered in the yard. Although she didn't always approve of Melanie's acquaintances, she tolerated them and was always cordial toward them, even if she hadn't yet met them. She wanted her daughter's friends to feel comfortable when she was around, so she was always friendly, even if (or especially because) most of Melanie's friends were guys. That was to be expected since Melanie was a very hot looking gem with an equally hot body that was seemingly irresistible to guys of all ages, but Mrs Bailey was happy that Melanie associated with guys her own age.

But Mrs Bailey was no prude, being divorced for so long, and trying to cater to her youngest daughter's needs, she found little time to cater to her own needs, so it was a pleasant surprise at times when there were younger guys around for her to sometimes, well, daydream about. Besides, in her younger years, Mrs Bailey was a little wild, if not quite promiscuous, and even at 39 years old, she was still a bit of youth in her. Maybe it was a mid-life thing, but she didn't care, she still liked to have a little fun.

As Mrs Bailey exits her car, she is conscious of the guys watching her, but she wasn't uncomfortable, rather she was flattered. Flattered that boys her daughter's age liked to check her out the way they always do. But then again, the guys had good reason to ogle her, she was as good looking as her daughter, and she was built even better, and she looked ten years younger than she was. Even at her age, she still wore sexy, if not sometimes provocative clothes, it made her feel like she fit in with her daughter and her friends. Today Mrs Bailey had worn a faded blue denim mini-skirt with hose, a simple white button-down blouse, and a push-up bra that drew extra attention to her D-cup breasts.

Mrs Bailey immediately took note that Melanie's Jeep wasn't in the driveway as she opened the back car door to start lugging packages in. As she peered into the back seat, dreading the thought of having to drag all those packages into the house, the little devil popped into her head. With her back turned to the group of guys, Mrs Bailey unbuttoned a few buttons on her top to expose even more cleavage in hopes of persuading the guys to help her carry packages.

All attention was on her as she approached the group of guys and asked if they could do her a favor. It was easy as 1,2,3 and while at first they stood there gawking for a moment, they were more than happy to help Mrs Bailey out. She was confident they would since Melanie's friends often did favors for her like running errands, and Mrs Bailey did favors for them, like letting them party at her house as long as they didn't drive afterwards.

As she bent over reaching into the back seat to hand off packages, she knew all eyes were on her when she asked, “So where's Melanie?”

 

[AussieKev1]

Max (the sixth member of the "at least 5 group")

Max
5'10"
190lbs
Strong, without being muscular
28 yo
Black hair
Green eyes
Shaved with 7" circumcised cock
Very pinchable ass
Brilliant white smile
One tattoo, but you have to find it
Drinks Crazy Chicken (Wild Turkey) and smokes socially

"Hi Mrs B, can I give you a hand?" Max has always had a thing for Mrs. B. He's a little older than the rest of the guys, just the right age to appreciate her slutty daughter as well as the horny older woman. "Those tits must run in the family and check out that tight ass", thinks Max as he smiles at the horny woman in front of him. "Mel's just gone to pick up..." Max thinks it's probably not a good idea to tell Melanie's mother she has gone to buy alcohol. "....some food and drinks for a barbecue, Mrs B". "Anyway, like a hand?".

 

[Tammyjuggs]

Mrs Bailey (Mrs B)

I always had reservations about Max's age, although I was told he's 24, I think he may be a bit older. He seems a little too old to be hanging with this younger group, but he seems to be mature enough to keep them out of trouble. He's always very helpful and respectful when he's around, so I don't let his age influence my opinion of him. Besides, he has a nice ass and he's a treat to daydream about.

"Sure Max, that's very thoughtful of you", as I bend over to retrieve packages from the back seat and pile them in your arms.

 

[AussieKev1]

Max

I manage to take everything, except the few small items you can take yourself. I wait for you to open the door for me and you see me checking out your jugs. Your disapproving look is given away by the stiffening nipples beneath your thin halter top. I follow you into the kitchen and turn, knowing full well that you'll catch me checking out your gorgeous butt. I'm almost certain you love it, but I think "am I too young for a mature woman like you?" We put the groceries down on the kitchen bench and I ask "Anything else I can do Mrs B" as I give you one of my disarming smiles.

 

[Tammyjuggs]

Mrs B

I am quite content and it is evident as I smile back at you, "No Max, thanks for helping", as I begin reaching and bending, obliviously putting groceries away while I take another glance in your direction...wondering.

 

[AussieKev1]

Max

My brain says I should leave well enough alone, but my head is telling me to go for it. I'm sure your are looking at my crotch and the story which is unfolding. On one hand, I want to stay in your good books, so I can keep fucking your daughter as my friends and I have all summer, but on the other hand I want you so badly, it hurts (literally). As I keep my eyes on that stupendous ass, I say "Hey Mrs B, did you know I just graduated from my remedial massage course?"

 

[Tammyjuggs]

Mrs B to Max

I look over my shoulder again, a bit perplexed, and I stop for a moment before turning towards you when it dawns on me that you were checking out my ass. A bewildered look appears on my face, "Massage course? Well...I had no idea, Max".

Wondering for a moment why you would tell me this out of the blue, I follow your gaze and suddenly realize that my cleavage is really spilling out. A flustered smile spreads across my face as I fold my arms across my chest. Feeling a bit uneasy not knowing just how to react, I nervously respond, "Well...I guess I wasn't aware...that you were into that type of thing...massages".

 

[Donalddeutsch]

Malcolm

Malcolm noticed that she had forgotten her cell phone on the front seat of her car, so he grabbed it and walked into the house. "Hey Mrs. B, you forgot your cell, where do you want it." He walks into the kitchen checking her out in that mini-skirt and letting out a low whistle, thinking that it was low enough where she wouldn't hear him.

He handed her the phone and "Accidentaly" brushed his muscular arm against her breast. He smiled at her and grabbed a beer out of the fridge and thanked her again for letting them come over. He went back outside, but as he turns to leave, she could see that his bulge was showing through his tight jeans.

 

[Tammyjuggs]

Mrs B to Malcolm

The awkward moment is broken up by the sudden opening of the outside door, and Malcolm saunters in and delivers my phone.

I notice you whistle under your breath and relish in the idea that you young guys find me attractive enough to notice me, but proud that I'm old enough for you to respect me.

Relieved by the timing of your entrance, I greet you in a cheerful tone, "Oh...Hi Malcolm. Thanks", as your arm brushes against my boob while handing me the phone, but I dismiss it as an accident.

Then I understand why the urgent phone delivery, you just wanted to test me by nabbing one of my beers, so I playfully rub your smooth head, "Hey...don't drink all my beer".

With a friendly but firm smile, I run the rules past you and Max while you're both in the kitchen, "You know the rules, don't drink all of Mrs Bailey's beer, and no driving. That means anyone who drinks is staying here...Right? And that means bring your own beer...Right?"

I smile again as you turn to go back outside, and can't help but notice your bulge, but I nervously look away. Then I ponder the incidental brush, well...I think it was an accident.

 

[Donalddeutsch]

Malcolm and Mrs. B

Malcolm smiled at her and nodded. 'Of course Mrs. B. I brought some heavier stuff if you would like to have a real drink later." He smiled at her and went back out to the party.

 

[Tammyjuggs]

Mrs B to Malcolm

With a pleasant smile I thank you, "Well thanks Malcolm. I might just take you up on that a little later," as try not to get caught by Max sneaking a peek at your ass while you walk out the door.

 

[Donalddeutsch]

Malcolm to Mrs. B

OOC: I Thought that this was a gang bang of the daughter, it's beginning to sound like a set up to gang bang the mother, lol.

IC: Malcolm just laughed at the thought. "I don't think I'm the one who has to worry about that Mrs. B, I think he has plans on you. I will meat you at the usual spot tonight for the harder stuff." He emphasized the harder part wtih a wink.

 

[AussieKev1]

Max

OOC: Seems that Melanie is taking a long time getting the booze.

IC: "Hey Mrs B, I could give you a free back massage, while we're waiting for Mel to come back. Malcolm was just telling me that he's interested in doing remedial massage, maybe I could show him how it's done and you could be the model for us", says Max with that cheeky smile of his. What Max is wondering is how far down her back Mrs B might let him massage, he'd love to get his hands on those mature, sexy butt cheeks.

 

[Tammyjuggs]

Mrs B to Malcolm and Max

After years of routine innuendoes from Melanie's guy friends, I've become naturally resistant to the run-of-the-mill advances I am sometimes faced with, but I have learned to shrug off the common remarks by just letting the comments breaze by. Sometimes I think the guys are just teasing me, but sometimes I'm not sure.

I close my eyes and gently shake my head with a slightly flimsy grin as I lightheartedly tease back, "Yeah...ok Malcolm...the usual place for the hard stuff".

Just so the two of them don't get any wrong ideas and assume anything is going on, I confirm to Malcolm in front of Max, "Yeah...the usual place...the patio, and you know my favorite hard stuff is Tequilia. Maybe I'll have a shot with you guys later".

After Malcolm heads out the door, I turn my attention to Max, and with a suspicious smile, I playfully scold him, "Max, you know I'm old enough to be your mother...besides, I don't think I'd make a very good massage model, whatever that is. I'm flattered, but at this time, you'll just have to find someone else to be your so called massage model. Hey, maybe Malcolm could be your model", and I giggle as I spiritedly send you out the door, "Go on now, git. I have things I have to do. Maybe I'll join you all later".

 

[AussieKev1]

Max

Max thinks 'Well Plan A didn't come off, but Plan B worked beautifully'. If he couldn't get her out of the way before Melanie came home by charming her with his clumsy, inept come on, at least she was otherwise safely out of the way. He knew that once she started on the Tequila, she wouldn't move from the patio as long as we left the bottle with her. She would eventually drop off to sleep and she'd be out of the way for a few hours and give us guys a free rein with her hot, slutty daughter. "Hey guys", he yelled "Has anybody seen Melanie?"

 

[Tammyjuggs]

I change into more casual clothes, finish putting away the groceries, toss a load of wash in the washer, and start the dishwasher before deciding I had enough chores. I really could go for a beer so I decide maybe I'll join the guys while they're waitng for Mel. I check myself in the mirror before going outside and the thought crosses my mind, I guess I don't look that old after all. I thought the guys were just buttering me up with their little come-ons. Hmm, do you think...Naw it's just my imagination. But I do look good, damn good, and there's nothing wrong with that.

My attention is drawn to my nipples as they poke at the thin fabric of the tight, low cut tank top, but there's not much I can do to avoid that. My nipples are almost always stiff like that. Besides, I'm at home and I should be able to be comfortable, even if it draws extra attention from the guys. Hmm, that could be a good thing. Naw, I'm not gonna change clothes again, besides, this top goes very well with these denim shorts.

I step out back of the house and greet you all, "Hey guys, mind if I have a beer with ya? Mel called and said she'll be a little while yet".

 

[Donalddeutsch]

Malcolm

"Yah sure Mrs. B, come on out and get the hard stuff." He waggled his eyebrows at her and walked up to her handing her the tequilla bottle. "Drink it all up, and I got a big ole worm for you." He grazed his hand along her thigh with a wicked smile.

 

[Tammyjuggs]

I knew I was sure to get plenty of attention as always, but I was surprised it was so soon and energetic. But then again, you guys have had a few already, and the strong innuendos were to be expected.

With a curious smile, I playfully remark, "Well Macolm...the whole bottle? By the looks of it, I've got a lot of catching up to do, but I'd better start a little slower. Get me started on the tequila too soon and you never know what will happen. I'll just have a beer for now".

I gleefully scurry across the patio and bend over to grab a beer from the cooler before settling into a patio chair. My first beer goes down pretty fast and I grab another from the cooler before kicking back, relaxing, sipping my beer, and before I know it, I'm getting another beer.

I'm a little more relaxed and doing my best to fit in, so I try a little humor to make everyone comfortable in my presence, "Wow, I'd better slow down or the next thing you know, you guys will have me playing 'truth or dare' or streaking around the patio in my underwear or something. Ok, maybe you guys are too old for 'truth or dare' but if I keep going at this rate, I'll be buzzed in no time and standing by the fire pit, by my lonesome, butchering karoke songs without music, or howling at the moon, or something dumb and embarrassing".

After babbling for a moment, I realize how nervous I really am hanging out with all you younger guys. Thinking - By myself no doubt...the only female here. Usually when I hang with these guys, Mel's here too. Maybe that's why I'm a little nervous. Maybe I think too much. Maybe I just need to relax, maybe another beer would help, maybe a shot of tequila would be better. Naw, I'd better have a few more beers before I hit the tequila. Hey, I shouldn't be nervous, it's my home, and I've hung with these guys before. It shouldn't matter if Mel's here or not. I'm cool, and fun to party with, and I look good enough that even guys half my age take a second look. Yeah...be confident, relax, enjoy, it's my imagination, quit worrying about nothing and have some fun.

I bend over to get another beer from the cooler, "Anybody need another beer?"