Plaything Pt. 03

Priya begins to slip into a cock coma from the stimulation, and goes quiet from the mind numbing orgasm. Johnny notices her silence and removes his hand from her mouth, the only noises escaping from the mother's lips being erratic gasps and soft moans. He continues rubbing her clit but ceases his fucking. He wanted to cum too, but on her face this time. It was important to mark your fucktoy.

Withdrawing from Priya's ass amid a stream of pussy-juices, Johnny rose back up and smacked her raised thigh to get her attention.

Priya was sure she was in nirvana, still dazed and nearly mindbroken from the pleasure of the last hour. She'd come to a Macy's fitting room and willingly been fucked in her shithole by her white masters. The public danger, her own submissive sluttinesss, and the two bullies' neverending sex drives had led them all here, and she wasn't even close to done.

Snapping back to reality, Priya instantly knew she still had to comply with the third rule. So she clumsily slid off the surface she was lying on and lowered herself to her knees in front of the cock that had just given her an incredible orgasm. She wanted to take the cock into her mouth, as she knew a good brown plaything should. This position felt the most right to her, on her knees in front of a dominating white man ready to suck and swallow cum. Priya could not explain it but she felt in her very core that this was her place in the world, and she couldn't be any happier. Looking up submissively into Johnny's face she could see he'd felt something similar, so she finally uses her words, not caring if she was heard.

"Are you gonna cum daddy? You want to cum?" Johnny doesn't speak but just strokes his cock faster, and nods at his plaything. His left hand goes to the top of her head, and his breath becomes ragged.

Looking to Carter at the door, Priya addresses him with lust in her voice. "May I have my phone daddy?" Entranced by where she was taking this, Carter hands it over.

Priya opens the camera and begins recording a selfie video. She points down at herself with Johnny's stroking cock in her face, looking up at both the camera and the white boy on the verge of exploding.

"Cum on my face daddy. Pleeease cum on my face. All over my face, just cover me in your cum. Please Daddy give that thick white cum that I love so much. Thank you for fucking my slutty ass daddy, please give me your cum now. I love your cum I want it everywhere please. I'm your good whore, I'll swallow it too please daddy..."

With the mother's dirty talk cementing his orgasm, Johnny erupts onto her face. He spurts three major streams on her nose, forehead and cheeks, dollops of cum collecting on her mouth and lips. A stray shot made it into her hair, and her chin was quickly collecting a deposit. Priya kept her phone aimed at herself, determined to capture every moment of her white cock facial.

As Johnny began to spasms once his orgasm petered out, Priya latched onto his tip and sucked, eager for more cum. Johnny pushed her away from the overstimulation and pulled his pants back up. Carter takes a quick peek outside to see if anyone would notice them leave and calmly makes his way out of the store, a still-buzzing Johnny following suit.

Priya remains on her knees in the fitting room, still recording herself and rubbing the cum on her face. She brings a cum coated finger to her mouth and extends her tongue to lick it, a deep moan escaping from within her.

"See baby, mommy just needs that sweet cum from her daddies," She was almost surprised with herself, speaking directly to her son. "They just fuck mommy so good and feed her so well. I just love it betta."

With the thick load quickly drying on her face, she winked at her phone and stopped recording. She sends the video to her son, with the caption "more to cum".

Pleased with herself, Priya rises and begins to dress herself, careful to not clean off her cum-caked face. She had already decided to buy the bikinis the boys had picked out for her, and figured she could make the cashier's day a little more interesting.

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Rohith made it to his last class of the day, drained in more ways than one. He'd gotten two more pictures and a video, this time of his mother receiving a cum facial. She then addressed him directly again, further proving that she knew who the pictures and videos were for, and promising there was to be more in store. Rohith dreaded what she could have meant, but had no doubt that he would soon find out.

As if on cue, his phone buzzed again...

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This was where Carter had wanted to bring Priya ever since he'd first fucked her. The red and black room was dimly lit just like the fitting room earlier, but there was a muskiness in the air. Priya was in love with it. She loved the perverse smell of cum and the filthiness of her position: on her knees in the restroom of an adult video store. Such places were rare, but Carter knew of every depraved corner around town, and was dying to take Priya to every one of them.

She was bobbing her head noisily sucking off Johnny just in front Carter, who was taking pictures as often as he could. They did not bother to hide their activities, in fact they were trying to draw attention to themselves. Carter had left a note on the door that read "White Cock Slut Inside" and an arrow to the right. This was no ordinary dirty restroom, they were at a gloryhole. And here came their first customer.

Through the hole in the wall came a cock, and for the first time in a while Priya frowned at a penis. The member was darkly colored, black. She went back to sucking off Johnny and Carter burst out laughing and yelled at the wall.

"Sorry buddy, but just like the sign said, only white cocks allowed. She won't do it if you're not white."

A voice came from the other side. "Man what kinda shit is that."

This time, Priya removed herself from Johnny's pelvis to answer. "I only service white men. I only want white cum from White cocks on my face and in my mouth." With that, she resumed pleasuring Johnny.

They heard laughing on the other side of the wall, and the black penis eventually retreated. Immediately, it was replaced by a white one, bigger than the last.

Priya moaned and took her lips off of Johnny for a third time when she saw the new dick she was to suck. Shuffling on her knees to the wall, she places both hands on the wall and admires the new comer.

"That's better, a big white cock just for me. This little Indian whore will suck you dry baby. Thank you for providing me with this beautiful white cock."

Seductively, she lovingly wraps her lips around its head and takes it into her mouth, licking it all the while. In seconds, she is sucking on the cock like a vacuum.

Carter is now recording a video of Priya on her knees sucking a cock sticking out of a wall. Her head moved rapidly, as if trying to literally eat the dick off of whoever it was attached to. He recorded a few more seconds of the blowjob and then put the phone down on the chair next to Priya,

Carter grabbed Priya by her hips from behind as she continued enthusiastically sucking on the anonymous cock. Her mouth smacks and slides on the surprisingly girthy white prick, her saliva dripping in copious amounts already along the length. She moves her head to each side to properly lick and kiss the bottom of the dick, and then immediately resumes deep throating it as far as she could.

Behind her Carter has maneuvered her to stand bent over, so that her body is at a right angle, and in a perfect position to receive his angry erection. With little preamble, Carter slips his thick head into Priya's asshole once again, stretching her sphincter causing her to let out a muffled but loud groan of pleasure. Carter enjoys the heat and tightness of the Indian mother's rectum, and then begins to thrust himself in.

All the while, Priya refuses to relinquish her treat from the gloryhole, stroking the base while hungrily attacking the head and shaft with her mouth. As Carter begin to fuck her, the dick slipped further into her throat, which must have been too much for the man in the next room. She continued to stroke quickly, erratically because of the now-violent ass-fucking she was receiving, and then suddenly cum was shooting onto her face.

Laughing and moaning, Priya continued to stroke the cock dry, sucking its head and foreskin until it retreated back into the gloryhole.

"Oh gaaaawwd this cum tastes so good. I want more—-uhh!, more cock. I'm still so hungry..." Priya stuck her tongue through the hole desperately for white meat, On cue another white appendage poked in through the hole, hitting Priya's face. This one was much longer than the last, making her mouth water with excitement.

Without hesitation Priya started chomping down on the new dick as Carter continued to pound into her from behind. All the while Johnny sat the in chair right next to Priya, jacking off while watching her pleasure the dick-in-the-wall as Carter fucked her ass. Johnny just slowly stroked himself watching the two of them, waiting for his turn...

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Rohith sat alone on the bus, on his way home. He'd refused to look at the final pictures he'd received from his mom, or rather, Johnny and Carter. But as he sat there the dread began to consume him. He knew what he was walking into when he arrived home, so it felt futile to pretend like it wasn't happening.

With the dread eating him alive, Rohith reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. He unlocks it and finds two pictures and a video waiting for him. They were sent to him less than an hour ago.

The first picture he sees is a clear shot of his mom bent over in a dirty looking bathroom. The shot is a profile from her left side, and her face is turned towards the camera. Her lips are wrapped around long white dick protruding from the wall, and there was already a gleam covering her face. This initially confused Rohith, until it clicked. His mom was at a gloryhole. His mom had some random guy's dick in her mouth sticking into her cheek so that there was a clear outline of it. And this was obviously not the first one she'd taken, because her face was nearly covered in cum already. There were streams on her forehead and cheeks, her eyes were focused on the camera, but if what Rohith had learned anything that day was that she was looking directly at him. Her son.

Her brazen cheating aside, it was her desire to be seen doing filthy, slutty things by the boy she had birthed and raised was the pinnacle of her debauchery. It was like she was trying to let him know that how she'd wanted to be treated, and how he was to be treated for the rest of his life. If the woman most important to him now would rather be a slut for white men than his own mother, then what hope did he have for love in the future?

Putting his existential despair aside, Rohith swiped to the next picture, which showed him something that he'd still not seen his mother do. The picture was at an odd angle, from above and to the side, so that he could see his mother fully, bent over Johnny in a chair against the wall. The basketball player's face was visible on the other side of Priya, nearly covered by her hair. Rohith's Indian mom was still dutifully sucking on a white cock in the wall while taking one in her pussy it seemed, but Rohith realized the reason for the awkward angle was because Carter was flush against his mom's ass behind her. It registered to Rohith that his mom had a thick white dick in her asshole as well. This was a picture of his mother airtight. Each of her available orifices were being occupied by white boys, and she wanted her son to see it.

The second picture had a poorly written text following it before the video. It read 'your mom's holes feell so gud wanna spend a while occupying her like wedid ur xountry'. Racist subtext aside, it was clear that the text was badly composed because Carter was probably fucking his mom's ass while writing it.

Rohith wanted to die. And then he clicked play on the video. The thumbnail barely registered to him before it started playing. His vision seemed to be playing tricks on him. And then suddenly the video started playing. It was almost a minute long.

His mom is sitting back on her knees on the dirty floor of the bathroom/gloryhole. Two cocks were in front of, stroking themselves and clearly intending to add to the pool of thick viscous cum already on her face. The POV was of one of the boys, possibly Carter from the voice that came from behind the phone. Angry, demeaning.

"You dirty fucking whore. Here, take all seven loads on your fucking face. Goddam you disgusting little bitch. Talk to your son. Tell him how much you want this cum on your face."

Rohith watches his mom sultrily swipe a glob of semen from her cheek and put it in her mouth, visibly tasting and then swallowing it. Then she starts to talk.

"Rohith baby look at what your friends are doing to me. They're giving me just want I need betta, as an Indian foreign woman, I need big white cock. I'll do anything for it baby. I need their cum. I love the taste of it in my mouth. Please cum on my face, oooh thank you daddy..."

In the middle of Priya's dirty talk, Johnny jetted a sizeable load, making the opaque cum on her face white again. She continues talking to her son.

"I just love how if feels on my face. Thank you for using my dirty holes daddy. I need them to fuck my tight asshole Betta. It feels so good in my pretty pussy. It makes my cum, it makes me feel so good and wet and dirty. I just love big white cock Betta. I'll do anything for big white cock. I live for white cock. I need it, I love it, I just love it..."

With a loud groan Carter unloads himself onto Priya's face, his cum leaking and dripping onto her lips and into her open mouth.

"Yeah cockwhore, take that cum. Marking you like you're our fucking property. Eat that cum. Take that cum you brown bitch. Show your boy what you're good for."

Rohith observes his mom is in a daze, playing with the cum collection covering her visage. She moans deeply, gasping and breathing heavily as she scoops cum off her face and spills it into her mouth. Her tits were splattered by drops of cum that had dripped down from her face. Her body looked like she had sat through a literal cum shower; the white liquid in her hair, covering her eyes and nose, and trailing all the way down to her stomach and thighs.

She kept eye contact with the camera as she played with the cum that covered her, conveying her desire to the son she knew was watching. The video continues as Rohith watches his mother act as slutty as possible with the cum that decorated her, the sound reduced to her moaning and breathing, clearly dickdrunk and cumdrunk on this filthy floor.

For almost 20 seconds Priya just plays with cum and drinks as much of it as she could get into her mouth, all as a show for her son. The video ends on a frame with the mom's finger in her mouth, tasting more cum. Then Rohith sees his tear finally hit the screen of his phone, and he realizes he was crying. The tightness in his chest was at a fever pitch, and his mood had fallen into a deep depression.

At the same time, though, the tightness in his pants was equally uncomfortable. In horror Rohith realized that he was more turned on than he'd been his entire life. He'd been in shock for the last 24 hours sonothing had really registered for him. He'd expected to be turned on seeing a naked woman for the first time, even if it was his mom, and seeing her perform extreme sex acts in front of him was no doubt arousing.

But now he'd realized the truth. Seeing his mother used by his bullies in front of him was the real trigger. What did this make him now? A cuckold? A beta? He couldn't come up with the appropriate word.

Before he knows it, the bus has brought him to his street, and he steps off to walk to his house. He makes his way to his house in a daze, trying and failing to mentally prepare himself for what he would was waiting for him on the other side of that door.

He could hear them before he even entered. They heavy grunting of one the boys and the unrestricted dirty talk and squealing that was his mother. He unlocks the door and is greeted by his mom have sex in the foyer upright in front of him: his mother bent over facing him and Carter pounding into her from behind. The white boy was holding Priya back by her elbows, thrusting into her like he was trying to pop her arms off. He sees Rohith first and snickers wickedly, then pulls Priya to stand up so she can look at her son.

"Bitch-boy is here, welcome him home fucktoy," he growls into her ear as he continues to pummel her asshole. Bitch-boy. That is what Rohith was now.

Priya's body was shaking from the fucking, her hair flying forward and back, her tits swaying freely in rhythm with the action. She had to take a moment to recognize her own son in front of her as she tried to focus from her mind-numbing ass-fuck. Then her face breaks out into a smile, a loving maternal smile. And then she tries to talk to her son through her sodomy.

"Welcome home Rohith! How was your day? UUUUHG FUCK ME!" Rohith flinches from her scream and watches her eyes roll up into her head as she cums.