My weekly gangbang with MILF’s

It had become a regular thing between them, the local mother’s meetings, but over time, things had changed somewhat. They had each been dealing with nympho tendencies, trying their best to hold back their desires, they decided to support one another.

Each week they would meet up, discussing techniques to stay away from giving into those desires, focusing them on their husbands and partners. Only recently, Denise had been acting odd, not wanting to engage, and even poking fun at the whole effort of behaving.

A weekly "gangbang" meeting with moms

One evening, Denise came in with a video, smiling as she offered it to them.

“It should help with all of our issues~”

That was all they needed, the mothers eagerly sitting around on the sofa, ready to indulge in what Denise had brought. Only Sandy wasn’t so eager.

“Why should we listen to her?! She’s been mocking us for weeks now!”

Denise only smirked at her condescendingly, biting back with her remark.

“Oh come on, Sandy. We all know you’re probably the biggest slut out of all of us~ It helped me, so I don’t see why it can’t help you too!”

Sandy was awfully snappy about being called out like this, but she was quiet when Denise silently switched on the television, showing them the video she had brought. It was the same video that helped her, and it’ll soon be helping them as well.

What came up was Denise, naked and sprawled out on her bed, a strange man coming into view. As the women watched on, the man wasted no time in mounting Denise, fucking her ruthlessly into the sheets as she screamed out to the ceiling in bliss.

Almost instantly, Sandy threw her hands up and began to leave, but Denise lunged at her, holding her in place and forcing her to watch. Looking for help, Sandy looks to her side, feeling a cold chill as she realizes what was going on. Each of the moms’ eyes had gone blank, they were mindlessly watching the scene playing out before them, hanging on every second.

Even Sandy felt herself falling victim to it, her pussy crying out for attention, but her mind trying to resist the tempting call of the scene playing out before her. Everything was too tempting, and she struggled in Denise’s grip.

“N-no! Don’t make me!”

Whatever was going on, Sandy was afraid, but Denise was there to help her. Feeling her reluctance, she held her in place again, letting a few seconds forcefully sink in, her hand gently teasing Sandy each second, feeling the defiance slip away slowly.

With them succumbing to the messages of the video, Denise leaves for a moment, returning with the man in the video beside her.

“Well everyone, I’m sure you would like to get to know him! This is Carlo~”

It was a big moment for Denise, letting him see her work and how well she has done. Giving her a chaste kiss, Carlo prepares to break her fellow mothers into their new lives as his sex toys. Not a single face held fear, each were eager and desperate for what was to come. 

Leaning back against the wall, Sandy watched as Carlo hungrily grabbed at their bodies, seeing how her friends readily spread themselves for him, smiling as he forced himself inside. It completely went against the months of meetings they had indulged in, trying to not fall to this, but Denise was smiling madly, fingering herself to the sights playing out. Their frantic, pleasure-filled squeals gave way to the torrent of his cum flooding inside of them, Carlo tossing each of her friends aside after each load.

They descended into what Denise already knew was true, but it was still so incredible to see. Barely able to control herself, Denise falls to her knees, watching things play out. At the same time, Carlo cast his gaze towards Sandy, seeing how her legs were trembling, he slowly made his way closer, smirking down at her as she fell to her knees.

There was no resistance left in Sandy’s mind, unable to hold herself back, she eagerly spread her legs for him. Though Carlo wasn’t interested in missionary, he grabbed Sandy’s body and flipped her onto her stomach, mounting her from behind, giving her no time to think before he began rhythmically slamming his cock inside of her.

Sandy’s mind was in tatters, completely overwhelmed, she felt a residual shame washing over her, mixing with the frustration of abstaining from this immense pleasure for so long. She tossed away her ideals, submitting to Carlo’s cock as it invaded her hole, squirting onto the floor as the other women moaned and whimpered in the background.

“Yes, fuck me harder, Master~!”

Watching Sandy submit, Denise’s hand is a blur between her legs, feeling her fingers desperately fuck her pussy as she watches Sandy’s face twist in orgasmic bliss, happy that she can now fully understand her place beneath Carlo.

Each thrust of Carlo’s cock inside of her was mind-melting, her teeth chattering from the sheer amount of pleasure coursing through her body. It was as if the months of denial she had given to herself were finally crashing down onto her, Sandy a wet, broken mess because of it.

Sandy could barely contain her frantic cries to the ceiling, Carlo having to pin her down to the ground to stop her from squirming too much. Even then, her body trembled madly beneath him, not that he minded, it effectively turned her into a vibrating fleshlight for him to fuck.

Her constant shaking was like heaven to Carlo, who couldn’t care less how much of her mind was left after he was finished, as he only wanted her body to play with. Every thrust, every wet smack of his hips against hers, it was completely without a care for her own feelings, using Sandy as a toy. It was as if Carlo owned her, savoring her pained moans, knowing there was likely a faint part of her still left, but not caring.

He didn’t let go of her, enjoying Sandy in her new position of human-fleshlight for him, deciding she was his favorite, he continued fucking her wet hole. For the next few minutes, each woman was cooing into Carlo’s ear, trying to coax him into finishing inside of Sandy quicker, wanting their turn with him.

It did its job, his dick tensing up inside of Sandy without control, giving way to her earth-shattering orgasm, melting away the last of her thoughts, leaving nothing but the burning desire to serve. The night turned into exactly that, each woman having their turn with Carlo, riding him relentlessly, or being pounded by him mercilessly.

By the end of the night, each of their motherly bodies were piled together on the sofa, quivering and twitching occasionally from the residual pleasure coursing through their bodies. Still, they absent-mindedly touched themselves, fucking Carlo’s cum deeper inside of them with their fingers, looking forward to next week, where they’ll be doing the same thing over and over again…

Denise was lost in the myriad of moans that each of the mothers let out, falling into a wet mess of glistening bodies that evening. From that night on, they each took their turns serving Carlo’s cock, feeling their nympho bodies succumb to him, readily giving themselves up after trying so hard to resist.

Their weekly meetings turned into an orgy, Carlo robbing them of their minds each week, fucking them silly, leaving them in the same wet heap. Each woman knew they’d be going back to their husbands with Carlo’s load still inside of them, and took a faint joy in declining their advances, claiming they were too tired…