Mother's Ruin

His response was to slide his hands round onto her cheeks and, grabbing the twin mounds of flesh firmly, pulled them roughly apart. What the others, sitting behind her could see she didn't know, but it felt like her anus was completely exposed to their gaze. When she managed to break away and turn round, it was clear that the others had enjoyed what they had seen -- including Melissa, the only other female. Jack had suggested her inclusion at the party because he felt Natalie would be suspicious if they were all men.

Melissa was bi-sexual and, unbeknown to Angelina had a crush on her.

By the time that Natalie emerged from the kitchen and entered the room with two large trays full of canapes, sandwiches and tidbits, the group had started to play games. In the technological age it was only natural that they should all be looking at the TV screen, while one of them played 'Who Wants to be a Millionaire'.

Natalie returned to the kitchen to retrieve a tray of cakes.

By the time that everybody had helped themselves to the proffered foodstuffs, they had all had a turn at the game. None of them seemed to get very far; one of them got to £64,000 and one failed at £32,000, but the rest ended up with only £1,000.

As Jack failed at his second attempt, Natalie sniggered at his wrong answer and said, "The trouble with you kids is that you're too young. You keep getting really easy questions wrong, simply because you weren't born when the events happened."

Jack couldn't believe that he had been handed an opportunity so early. His plan had involved getting Natalie undressed. He had been thinking about a number of different games to achieve this; Millionaire was supposed to be a warm-up.

"So you think you could do better?" he asked.

"Of course; I'm usually pretty good at this game," she replied confidently.

"Oh, really? Well that sounds a bit of a challenge to me. Come over here and you can play the game."

"OK."

"Mind you, I think that maybe we should turn this into a bet to make it more interesting." He pretended to think for a while then said, "So, do you reckon that if you had enough goes that you could win the Million?"

Natalie was oblivious to what she was letting herself in for. She felt supremely confident. After all, how difficult could it be? Especially if you had enough attempts. "I think I could, yes."

"And you'd be prepared to gamble on it?"

Less sure now and wondering how much she could lose she replied, "What are we betting?"

"Well, what I think we should do is this; you go first and keep going until you win, then we all take a turns to try and win as well."

Natalie still didn't see where this was leading, "So what do I win, or lose?"

"Oh, its simple really; we're going to play Strip Millionaire. Every time you fail to get the top prize you have to remove a piece of clothing. When you finish, the game moves on to the next person."

Now she had fallen in, but before she could answer with an outraged reply her daughter spoke up, "Go on Mummy. You're really good at this." The way she looked at her, left Natalie in no doubt that she was being forced to co-operate. Angel, with just an expression, was blackmailing her again.

It should have been so easy to get out of the trap, but Natalie was torn but Angelina's implied threat. So much so that in her mind she started to argue with herself how easy it could be. After all, she was still confident she could win. Eventually, without replying, she sat on the arm of the chair and picked up the hand controller.

The first game went well and she quickly got up to £64,000. Everybody was pretty impressed, especially as she hadn't yet used any of her three lifelines. But then a question came up on TV Soaps -- a subject at which she was utterly useless. She took a '50:50' and two answers were removed. It didn't help very much but it reduced the possibilities when she 'Asked the Audience'. She decided to go with what they said -- and found that they were wrong.

Natalie reached down and slipped off one of her stilettos. She started a new game immediately. This one went pretty well, although by the time she had got to £64,000 she had used up her lifelines. Still, the answer to the £125,000 question seemed to be fairly obvious, so she went with it and moved closer to the top prize. The next one was really tough and having removed her other shoe, she had to start all over again.

She didn't even get to the ninth question this time. For a moment she deliberated but then decided to remove her blouse. Thank goodness that her lace-trimmed bra was opaque. As she dropped the garment she looked down to check that nothing was visible and felt relieved as she thought about the fact that her panties were designed the same way. She flushed at the idea that she might lose again.

The fourth round went better, but inevitably she lost on the eleventh question. She stood up and unfastened the skirt. As she lowered it to the ground, one of Jack's friends let out a low whistle at the sight of a mature, good-looking woman in sexy underwear.

She was become slightly frustrated by the game now. This led to a silly mistake on each of the next two rounds. She was now down to her bra, panties and suspender belt.

At last she was getting closer. She had sailed through ten questions without a pause and only slowed on the next two questions in order to play safe. At a quarter of a million pounds she got caught by another subject she was weak on. She used the '50:50' and 'Ask the Audience' and went with their answer. This time it was correct, but 'Phone a Friend' in the next round was hopeless and she lost again.

She took a guess early on in the next attempt, trying to preserve her lifelines, but it turned out to be wrong. She had a hollow feeling inside as she realised that she would now have to remove her brassiere in front of everybody. She had been so intent on the game that she had ignored her gradual undressing, but now she could no longer escape the reality. She unhooked and removed it as quickly as possible in order to get the sharp intakes of breath and giggled comments over quickly.

At each question Natalie thought hard about the answer, taking care not to make a mistake. It got to the point where she thought she knew an answer but then started to question herself, wondering if it was something else. Eventually she would go back to her original thinking and was proved to be right. She used Audience at £32,000 and 50:50 at £125,000. The Friend proved to be correct at £500,000.

Finally, Natalie sat looking at the last question. She simply had to win this, or she would lose her knickers. In which year did Ginger Rogers win an Oscar for her portrayal of Kitty Foyle? She knew that it wasn't 1936, because that was the first year that the Best Supporting Actor and Actress were included and the Best Actress that year had been Carole Lombard. And 1934 was when 'It Happened One Night' scooped all three awards. So, she was left with a choice of 1938 and 1940. Bette Davis had won around that time, but was it 1937?

Of course, Natalie was nowhere near old enough to have been around at the time. She was only 42 years old, but she had always loved Hollywood films. She kept staring at the screen hoping that the answer would come to her, but nothing did. Eventually, she realised she would have to guess. She took a deep breath, held it and pressed D for 1940. She released the air from her lungs in an explosive burst as the answer proved to be correct. She was safe!

Well, relatively. She still had her panties on, but her boobs were on show.

Jack went next and seemed pretty unconcerned as he lost items of clothing. When he was down to his underpants it was pretty obvious that he was enjoying himself, as evidenced by the large lump that kept twitching. When he finally came to remove the last item, he stood up, turned round to face towards Natalie and with a grin pushed his boxers to the floor.

"Your turn next Angel," he said suddenly.

Angelina was taken by surprise. She hadn't expected this and was wondering why Jack had picked on her to go next. The fact that she only had a pair of shoes, a dress and a pair of panties on meant that she was stripped naked within a couple of minutes. Jack's eyes openly appraised her body -- as did most of the others in the room.

Another of the men went next and fared better than Jack, but he too was soon naked.

Melissa followed. She too played pretty well and was unlucky not to make it all the way on one round. Natalie watched as she gradually undressed and wasn't surprised that her penchant for piercings had extended to her nipples. What did shock her however was that she had a ring through her clitoris. It almost mesmerised the older woman when she walked back past to sit down.

Before long, there were four erect cocks bouncing around, while six female nipples also stood to attention.

"Well Natalie, I guess you were right. You won!"

Although she had been tricked into stripping herself almost naked, Jack's comment boosted her ego, knowing that she had beaten all these young people. "So what's my prize?" she asked jokingly.

Once again, Jack seemed to consider for a while before answering, "I know. As we all lost all of our clothes, you can choose who gets to remove your panties. How about that?"

Natalie knew she had been tricked into this, but she had walked into it and couldn't think of a way out. She couldn't ask her own daughter to do it and she didn't want to give any of the men a thrill, so she instead picked Melanie.

She stood and waited for Melanie to approach. The young woman took her time and closed the gap between them slowly until they were close enough to feel each other's breath. She sank down to her knees, slipped her thumbs into the waistband of Natalie's panties and drew them down. When she reached the ankles, she dropped her left hand to encourage the older woman to step out of them with her right foot. Her hand remained in place between the feet as the right hand dropped to the ground.

Natalie lifted her left foot out of her panties. Melanie's hands remained on the floor, so she was forced to put her foot back down with her legs apart. Before she could react, the younger woman's head had leant forward. Her tongue darted out and buried itself between her pussy lips; her legs almost gave way.

Melanie's hands had left the ground and shot up to grab Natalie's ass cheeks. Her arms were now holding the thighs apart, while her tongue began to attack the clit.

Natalie desperately tried to step back to escape the assault, but she found that Jack had stood up behind her and was holding her in place, his throbbing member jammed between her ass cheeks. He was cupping her breasts and pulling at the nipples. She was trapped. Worse still, the attention she was receiving was beginning to have an incredibly arousing effect on her. She groaned, struggled feebly for a few more moments and then gave in to the inevitable.

One of the other men took over from Melanie, while she turned her attention to Natalie's boobs. But soon even these were denied to her as the other two men joined in.

Angelina had been watching, fascinated, as all of this happened. She was starting to imagine that it was her that the men were pleasuring. She almost wished it was. Her pussy felt wetter than it ever had before and her tits were aching with desire. She closed her eyes as her hand wandered to her nipples.

The tongue she felt between her legs was imaginary, or so she told herself for a while. But then she realised it was real. When she opened her eyes she had expected to see Jack. To her horror, the head bobbing between her thighs giving her such amazing sensations was that of Melanie. It was too late to stop her by any means other than grabbing her hair, but she found that it was too short to get a grip of. She also discovered at that point that her assailant had a tongue stud. She could feel the hardness being dragged along the slit of her vagina and being used to rub hard the area of folded flesh around the top.

As Natalie reached orgasm, Tom - who had been licking her pussy -- dropped down to lie on the floor. She was then lowered down onto him while he guided his penis to the entrance to her vagina. She down slid onto the unusually thick organ easily. At first the man tried to push up against her but she simply sat astride him without moving. A sharp slap to her right buttock from Jack, together with a warning to; "Get moving you bitch. And don't stop until I tell you to," got her started. Rising and falling rapidly she soon began to gain pleasure from her own actions.

The loud smacking sound had brought Angel's eyes open. The scene before her was impossibly erotic; a woman fucking a man on the floor while three naked men with rampant dicks stood waiting their turn. One of them, Jamie, couldn't wait any longer and stepped up to force the head of his penis between Natalie's lips. It was all too much for Angelina and the waves of her climax began to wash over her and she yelled.

Meanwhile, Natalie was trying to co-ordinate the movements of her pussy on Tom's cock with those of her mouth on Jamie's, who was looking over his shoulder at the other two women. He was still a virgin and as such couldn't last long. He began to thrust at the lips surrounding his cock and groaned as his semen erupted from the end of it. It was impossible for her to swallow it all and when he withdrew she had a stream of come dribbling down her chin and neck.

At least it released Natalie to concentrate on Tom and she drove down on him with as much force as she could muster. He too could hold out no longer and lost all ability to meet the woman's downward thrusts. She felt the warm liquid flood up inside her. It then began to leak out down the shaft as the penis softened.

It took a few seconds for Angel to recover her senses, by which time Melanie had knelt astride her using the arms of the chair. With hands on either side of her head she pulled her face towards her shaven pussy. The ring through the clitoris already had a droplet of moisture hanging from it and the lips gaped open. The aroma was overpowering, intoxicating. While one part of her mind was revolted, another was mesmerised. She poked her tongue out experimentally and touched it to the ring, tasting the liquid as it fell onto it.

Melanie nudged forwards and the tongue slid between the labia and delved deep into her vagina.

Jack rolled Natalie over and pulled her up onto all fours. He stayed behind her, forcing Duncan to offer his cock to her mouth. She spread her legs anticipating invasion from behind.

She was sucking for some while before Jack finally nudged his penis at her sodden hole. He grabbed her ass cheeks and pulled them apart as he pushed into her. It hurt when he started to push a thumb into her anus, but the discomfort soon vanished. She felt the dick slip from her and wondered what he was doing, but then his thumb pulled out. When she felt the head nudge at the slightly enlarged asshole, she tried to yell, but Duncan was holding her head tight around his own shaft. Tears of pain trickled down her face as he pushed deeper and deeper. She had never even dreamed of allowing someone to have anal sex with her. It was possibly the worst thing she could imagine.

Natalie could hardly breathe because Duncan had forced himself so far down her throat. Having to concentrate on that took her mind away from Jack's assault on her rear. Thank goodness the pain began to subside, but she was now horrified to realise that with each stroke she could feel the unwanted fire rising within her.

After she came on Angel's tongue, Melanie dropped down and put her mouth on Angelina's and kissed her with as much passion as she had experienced with Jack.

Duncan felt Natalie yelling around his cock as she reached her second orgasm of the evening. The sensation was so strong that she almost bit into him. Far from ruining his pleasure, it heightened it and he shot almost immediately, nearly causing the woman to drown. She managed to pull her mouth off of him as she choked, but the shaft was still pumping out onto her face. She rubbed the dick until it finished spraying.

Jack had taken hold of her hips and was now slamming powerfully into Natalie, attempting to reach his own conclusion. When it happened, she knew all about it. It felt like his cock had swollen to about twice its normal size and the amount of come that he dumped into her felt as though it could fill a measuring jug.

She felt Jack withdraw, before he slumped to the floor exhausted. Natalie kept her wits and made her way as quickly as possible to her clothes. She pulled on the blouse, skirt and shoes and then headed for her daughter. She dragged Melanie off of Angel and pulled the young woman to her feet. Somehow she managed to get the black dress on over her head. One arm missed the strap, but the garment was on well enough to cover her nudity, so she shoved the shoes onto each foot and pulled her out of the door.

The speed of exit took everybody else by surprise, which was the idea. Natalie felt that if they stayed any longer, then not only would she be fucked silly, but the same might happen to her daughter as well. As she drove away from Tom's place she couldn't help but wonder what would have happened. More importantly; she wondered whether or not she would have tried to escape if Angel hadn't been there. What was happening to her? She had to stop this here and now.

*****

Chapter 9

"I need a new pair trainers Mummy."

"You had a new pair three weeks ago."

"Yes, but these are special. I've simply got to have them."

"No," said Natalie simply.

"What?"

"I said no, Angelina. We aren't made of money. I've got bills to pay."

"All right, I'll just tell Daddy that I want to leave home then."

Natalie looked straight at Angelina, inhaled and said, "You're father won't want you staying with him."

"Of course he will. Then you'll be out on your ear."

"I don't think so. You see, if you force my hand then I will be compelled to tell your father the truth."

Angel stared, open mouthed.

"He isn't your real father."

"What?" yelled Angelina. "What do you mean?"

"As I said; he isn't your father."

"So, you mean that you had it off with someone else? You cheated on Daddy?"

"Not exactly, I was raped. So you see, he may not be interested in your future after all."

*****

Angelina slammed the door as she left. She was impotently furious. Not so long ago everything seemed great -- she had control of Jack and her life (and her mother's). But now, she no longer had a hold over Natalie which meant that she couldn't use her as a buffer to her boyfriend's sexual advances. With nowhere else to go, she found herself heading towards his house.

Jack's parents were away and by the time Angel arrived he had already had quite a few beers. When he opened the door, she wondered if she had made a mistake.

"Hi beautiful! Just the person I most wanted to see just now. Come on in."

Jack led her into the kitchen, where he pulled a bottle of lager from the fridge and opened it for her. She took a swig before he pulled her close and pressed his lips to hers. He was more than a little forceful, but she didn't want to push him away. Taking her hand he walked back into the lounge, where the television had been left on. It took a few moments for it to register that what was playing was a porn DVD. A blonde woman was busily sucking on a man's dick, making loud slurping noises interspaced with moans and grunts.

"It's a porn film!" Angel exclaimed.

"Yeah. Not a bad one at that. Come and sit down." He pulled her onto the sofa and began to kiss her again. She tried to slow him down, but he didn't seem interested in her muffled protests. Out of the corner of her eye she could see that the girl had stopped sucking and was now undressing. Jack was probably watching in the same way, because his libido built and his hand moved onto her breast. He immediately began to pinch the nipple. When it was standing proud through the thin material of her t-shirt his attention turned to the other one.