Double D

'She's got two up her,' said Peter, pinching and pulling a distended nipple until a groan emitted from Debbie's busy mouth. Steve made the old game show "wah waaah" sound and smiled 'Three. I did her this morning before we came over.'

'Even better,' smiled Barnsey. 'I'm gonna put another one up her but first I wanna fuck these funbags. Get on your fucking back, Debbie, you slut, ha ha.'

Debbie slumped tiredly to the floor, grateful her poor puckered asshole was not mentioned. She hoped he'd get so excited by fucking her big, soft, luscious teenage tits that he wouldn't last long inside her ravaged cunt before he came. Barnsey mounted her chest quickly and he ordered her to gather up her tits and squeeze them together. She did as she was told and Barnsey inserted his slickly coated cock between them. 'Push them harder, bitch.'

The scruffy young man commenced defiling her cleavage with his cock, sawing it in and out, grunting and picking up pace, fucking Debbie's big, soft tits harder and harder, making them bulge and distort. Debbie grunted and winced but felt thankful she could at least breathe. She could tell he would be getting close to cumming soon by the frantic pace of his titfucking and the half laugh, half moan emitting from his open mouth.

'Awwwwhhh haw haw hawwwww fuckkk yeahhhhh,' went Barnsey, encouraged by the other guys to pound Debbie's udders ever harder. His eyes squinted almost closed and he suddenly squirmed and writhed his way back along Debbie's body until he was between her splayed thighs. In one motion he was in her cunt and fucking hard and fast. She still had her tits held up and pressed together and he slapped her hands away to replace them with his own groping paws while he emptied his balls in her cum-filled cleft.

Steve and Peter cheered and Barnsey slumped, panting and sweating, on top of Debbie, who grunted at the weight suddenly crushing her. A dollop of cum oozed from her cunt, out around Barnsey's deflating cock when her body tensed. The young man who had just fucked her tits and cunt so roughly smiled, sighed and rose to his feet saying 'I think I enjoyed her more that time. I was way too drunk and high last time I used her ha ha. Pity I can't stick around. I gotta get to work. Nice to meet you, Steve,' he shook hands with the older man who couldn't help but keep glancing at his ravaged stepdaughter lying on the rug with slickened, pink-red tits and an oozing cunt hole. 'Pete, I'll see you in a couple of weeks. Have a good holiday with the new girl.'

Barnsey turned and walked off to the shower without even acknowledging the young woman he'd just used and abused. She lay still, not knowing if more was to come. She should have known better. Both men were achingly erect again and they both pulled her to her feet by her wrists. Their hands groped and pinched and twisted and slapped her titties. 'Wanna put another load in her before we go?' asked Steve.

'Yeah, I got another for her,' the younger man replied. He guided her to the couch and had her bend over with her hands on the armrest. Peter got behind his ex-girlfriend and rammed his stiff cock right up her cunt. The sudden entry made her body tense and she rippled in all her soft places. Smacking sucking sounds were clearly heard from her gushy cunt and her buttocks bounced back and forth with Peter's hips crashing into them with rapid insistence. Fut fut fut fut. Steve stood next to Debbie and he held onto her swinging teats. Peter's hands clutched her fleshy hips as if in a death grip.

Suddenly the girl stiffened and her whole body shook feverishly. Her eyes rolled back and it seemed she could only breathe in. Finally her lungs could hold no more and as she continued to shake and shudder she gushed forth a guttural 'Guhhhhhhh'. Peter was still fucking her as hard and as fast as he could when she went completely limp and her knees buckled. The busty teen's legs folded and she crashed forwards, across the arm of the couch and then slumped heavily to the floor, coming to rest on her back, her face to the right and her legs parted a little. Peter's cock, so recently buried in the hot young cunt, now stood throbbing and bobbing as the men stared at the unconscious Debbie.

Steve began laughing 'She fucking passed out man, she came so hard she's fainted. Get into her.' Debbie's splayed legs led the eye to her wet, open, dripping cunt, which acted as a magnet to the young man's iron hard cock. He quickly got into position and began smashing into her again as if he hadn't missed a beat. Fucking her like he was fighting her. Nailing her to the floor with rapid stabs of his cock. Her tits flopped and slid about her chest and her head lolled with each pounding of her cunt.

Steve watched eagerly and stroked his own shaft. He loved watching her face and tits while she was being fucked, he'd discovered, and was delighted with the look on her face when she snapped back to consciousness not long after Peter had roughly entered her again. Her eyes bugged out and her mouth formed a perfect 'O' in surprise at waking to her cunt being smashed. Very inviting, thought Steve.

He knelt beside her and pointed his cock at her mouth. She knew by now what was required of her and moved her open mouth over the head of her stepfather's cock. He grabbed her hair and fucked her face, deep and shallow, reveling in her lashing tongue, hot breath and thick, ropey saliva. He squeezed and twisted her flopping tits with a satisfied smile on his face.

'Aaaaawwwwww yeahhhhhhhhhh,' Peter moaned and groaned as he let go another load of cum into his ex-girlfriend's cunt hole. She was close to cumming again herself and could feel it building and building, but when Peter had finished squirting inside her he pulled out and stood up, denying her the pleasure. Her small, involuntary moan was gagged by Steve's cock. He pumped her face a few more times and then pulled out himself. Debbie lay curled on the floor, panting and gasping.

Peter never took his eyes off the well fucked young woman on his living room floor and said 'Well I hate to kick you out but I gotta get ready for this trip, so... otherwise I'd be happy to fuck her with ya a few more times. I'm sure I could find a few more guys if I rang around, but, you know, my new girl will be here in about half an hour. Gotta get dressed and get the smell of Debbie's cunt out of here.'

Steve stowed his cock and adjusted his clothing and ordered Debbie to get up and put her dress back on. She did as she was told, like she knew she must from now on. It felt good to cover her nakedness and to know she wouldn't have to endure hours of being gang fucked, at least not this time.

Peter stood with his cock still deflating slowly and Barnsey entered the room again, ready to leave for work. Debbie stood still as all the men gazed at her standing with her legs together and looking so close to tears. Her face was puffy and flushed, her hair disheveled from being pulled. 'Ok then,' Steve said happily, 'No problem. Have a great time with your new girl and we'll get together when you get back.' He slapped Debbie's rump, 'Give this one a real good fucking eh. Get a party going on her. I can't wait to fuck her after twenty guys have already been through her'

'You bet,' said Peter. Steve pushed Debbie towards the door and she opened it before Steve grabbed her upper arm and whispered something in her ear. She blushed, then turned around and said meekly 'Thank you. It was very nice seeing you both again,' before stifling a sob and going out of the door and moving towards the stairs with the sound of the men's laughter adding to her embarrassment. Steve made her halt at the top of the landing.

'I wanna see your tits jiggling as you come down the stairs. Wait here a minute and then come down, nice and bouncy or I'll make you do it again,' he strode past her and descended the stairwell to await her at the bottom.

She gave him time, sighed, and started down from the fifth floor to ground level. Debbie's aching tits jounced and swayed under her dress and her whole pelvis ached. It had seemed to her they were in competition as to who could fuck her the hardest. She didn't know if Steve was waiting at the bottom or partway down so she made sure to exaggerate her steps and bounce her tits real good from the first step, just in case he saw her slacking and made her do it again. She winced in embarrassment and shame as she felt her inner thighs become smeared with the combined sex juices of three men and herself.

Debbie flounced down and down and finally saw Steve waiting a little way from the bottom of the stairs. He wasn't alone. It seemed he'd accosted an older man and was talking to him when he noticed Debbie at the top of the first landing. To her embarrassment Steve pointed at her and the old man turned to stare. She dare not descend the stairs timidly, knowing Steve was expecting her to have her titties bouncing around under her dress. Debbie decided to try and imagine the old man wasn't there. She just wanted to get home, at least that's where she hoped Steve was taking her next.

The old man's eyes nearly bugged out when the buxom young woman gracelessly jiggled her way down the stairs. Her nipples were hard and stiffly poked against the material of her dress. They were easily discernable from a distance. As she bouncily neared the two men she heard Steve say 'Will you look at that... Young people today have no shame. She looks like a slut eh?'

She heard the old man reply 'Yes, it's disgusting. I'll tell ya, if I were thirty years younger I'd drag her into those bushes and give her a damn good raping. I'd pound the slut right out of her. Dirty little bitch. No shame at all.'

Debbie continued on to wait beside the car, wishing Steve would hurry up and let her in so other people wouldn't see her in this state. Her face was scarlet from blushing and she wished the ground would open up and swallow her. Steve bid the old man farewell and he tottered off about his business. Steve sauntered over to his humiliated stepdaughter and grinned widely. He chuckled meanly 'That was funny. You should see how much those things bounce around.' He went to unlock the door for her and her hand eagerly reached for the handle.

'Hey, if you think you're sitting in my car and leaking cum all over my seat you've got another thing coming, you dirty bitch. You just go ahead and squat right there and get rid of some cargo or you're walking home. Hike your dress up too, I wanna watch it. And you'd better hurry up about it if you don't wanna attract a crowd.'

Debbie groaned inwardly, hitched up the hem of her dress and squatted with her back against the car door and her knees wide apart. Steve gazed at her sloppy slit and groaned audibly as Debbie flexed her cunt and a big dollop of sex syrup slowly descended from her well used fuck hole to land on the grass. 'That's it. Get it all out. If any gets on my seat covers you're gonna be in trouble,' said Steve. He watched the pink entrance of her cunt flexing and moving and marveled at the steady stream of jism leaking out. His cock was fully erect in his jeans and he adjusted it so it stood straight up.

'Ok. That should do it. Get your fingers up there and wipe off the outside, lick your fingers clean and we can get back in the car,' he ordered. Debbie obeyed and to her stepdad's leers and filthy comments she completed the task to his satisfaction. Finally he unlocked the door and the humiliated young woman scrambled inside. She was mortified but glad nobody else had seen her emptying her cunt.

Steve got in the driver's side and started the engine, well pleased with his morning's antics. He reached over and undid a few buttons on Debbie's dress, gave her tits a squeeze and pulled out of the parking spot. Debbie sat in silence. At the next intersection they waited at the red light. The old man was waiting there ready to cross the street. Steve laughed to himself and reached over to spill Debbie's tits out of her opened dress. He ordered her to heft them up herself and wobble them at the old man, who was now staring straight at her.

The walk signal indicated the old man to cross and he did so while never taking his eyes of the buxom slut showing him her tits. When the light turned green Steve took off. The sight of the old guy leaning against a post on the far side of the road brought forth more laughter and when he could talk again he told Debbie to put her tits back in her dress, but to leave it unbuttoned. 'Ok. Every time we stop at the lights I want you to get your tits out and show them to the cars and people around. Unless they're a cop, or kids obviously. Got it?' Debbie sadly nodded her understanding and until they reached their house she showed her bountiful boobs to drivers and pedestrians every time the car was stopped.

She was relieved yet apprehensive when they pulled into their driveway. She knew Steve was still erect and she fully expected another cunt pounding. They entered the house and straight away Steve's hands were all over her tits. 'Do you have work this afternoon?' he asked. 'Yes,' Debbie said quickly. At least her part time job at the local convenience store would give her a few hours respite from her rampantly horny stepdad. Sure, her boss was an old perv and would stare at her tits and cop a sneaky feel every now and then but at least his touches were brief and not hard gropes and she wouldn't end up being roughly fucked by multiple men .

'Alright, go on and have a shower and get cleaned up. I think I better go rehydrate myself. I lost a lot of moisture in you today,' said Steve. Debbie wordlessly walked away, looking forwards to cleaning herself up. In the bathroom she stripped and gratefully stood under the hot cascading water. She soaped up her nubile body and sighed as the heat alleviated some of her aches. A couple of minutes into her shower time she was startled when Steve quickly pulled the sliding door open.

He stood with his cock in his hand and without a word began pissing on Debbie's legs and hips. She squealed and made disgusted noises 'ewwwwwwww,' while wriggling around and trying to rinse the piss away where it had touched her. Steve laughed and watched her soapy tits jiggle with her movements. He aimed the last of the stream at the bouncy globes and when he was done he closed the shower door and left her to clean herself up anew, exiting the room laughing to himself.

Debbie dressed quickly when her shower was finished, pulling on pink cotton panties and a white bra, jeans and the green polo shirt that was emblazoned with the name of the store where she worked. Her name was on a plastic tag she had to pin over her right tit and she'd lost count of how many cheeky bastards had stared at her chest and then asked 'What's the other one called?' It didn't help that the shirt was a size too small. She'd complained to her boss but he told her he'd only had that size in stock. Even the man's wife hadn't had any sympathy for the girl, knowing she brought in more male customers with the shirt tightly stretched across her chest. The woman liked Debbie not at all and rarely spoke to her.

She wasn't expected at work for another hour or so and she wondered if her stepfather would use her once again before she had to go. Debbie sat on the edge of her bed and waited apprehensively but breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the front door shut and soon after, Steve's car start up and pull out of the driveway. She decided to get while the getting was good and left to walk slowly to work.

It was around a half hour walk and on the way several men blew their car horns at her or yelled lewd comments about her big tits but considering that just this morning she had been gangbanged, choke-fucked, exposed to strangers and pissed on, she simply ignored the minor sexual harassment.

Working at least took her sexual predicament off her mind temporarily. She had to stock shelves, serve customers, clean up, answer the phone and other menial little jobs. Mrs. Bailey, the boss's wife was working today so Mr. Bailey didn't go near Debbie to avoid domestic drama. He still stared at the young woman's tits whenever he could get away with it.

Whenever she had to go to the bathroom she would find more semen had oozed from her cunt to stain the crotch of her panties. She would grimace and wipe it up with toilet paper, not liking the reminder of her morning of sexual servitude and humiliation. The afternoon flew by fairly quickly and she shuddered to think what awaited her at home. Her mother would go to yoga class after her work and then hang out with her friends for a couple of hours afterwards so Debbie knew Steve would take advantage of that time alone with his stepdaughter. It was almost six o'clock. Almost time to go. She felt like weeping.

After one final clean up of the counter the closed sign was hung on the door and Mr. and Mrs. Bailey took the cash from the register and they all moved to the back of the store. The rear door opened onto a small private car park for the surrounding businesses. They stopped briefly in the little room at the back which was used as a break room. In it there was a little square kitchen table which was pushed up against a wall. Three chairs were around the free sides of the table where they would sit when taking meal breaks. Mr. Bailey put the cash box on the table so he could unlock the back door and let Debbie out.

As soon as he opened the door a large man wearing dark clothes and a balaclava forced his way inside. The Bailey's and Debbie's eyes all went to the pistol in the man's right hand and they froze in fear. The man slammed the door shut and flipped the lock closed. He growled at everyone to shut the fuck up and sit down on the chairs if they knew what was good for them. Mr. Bailey opened his mouth but thought better of protesting and sat down.

The big man surveyed the room and his three captives and was satisfied they wouldn't cause a ruckus. The Baileys were in their early fifties. She was short and thin and looked about to shit herself and he was short and stocky but his eyes conveyed he would cause no trouble. Debbie sat on the chair in the middle and glanced up into the gunman's eyes. That one glance told her who the man was. Steve! What new hell was he going to put her through? A cold shiver ran up her spine and she was surprised and ashamed to feel her cunt tingle and moisten.

Steve held the pistol, which was only a replica, on his captives and produced a roll of duct tape from the waistband of his jeans. He tossed it onto the table and said in a raspy voice 'You, with the tits. Tape their hands behind their backs and their ankles to the legs of the chairs. Hurry up.' Debbie shook visibly as she complied and soon the Baileys were immobilized. 'Right, now get your ass on the chair, bitch,' he ordered. Debbie sat and he quickly wound the wide grey tape around her crossed wrists behind her back, then her ankles were secured to the legs of the chair. He tore off a strip and slapped it over her mouth then moved over to Mrs. Bailey.

He checked her bonds and then slapped some tape over the older woman's mouth. He wrapped some tape around her waist just to make sure she couldn't stand and then, not being able to help himself he squeezed one of her small tits. The woman went berserk as much as her constraints would allow and Mr. Bailey said 'Hey!' but Steve only had to move his hand towards the pistol on the table to shut him up. He moved over to the older man and cuffed him lightly across the top of the head then secured him as he'd done to his wife.

Steve placed the roll of tape on the table next to the handgun and stood in front of his captives. He stared at Debbie's chest and his cock rose visibly beneath his jeans. The young woman whimpered behind her tape gag. She knew it was about to begin.