Drunks In A Penthouse Part 1 – Mia
Drunks In A Penthouse
Part 1 – Mia
I stumbled out of the elevator and through the front door into our Vegas penthouse, my head spinning from too many shots at the club. My short sparkly dress was riding up my thighs and my heels clicked unevenly on the marble floor. It was past 3 a.m., and I figured Mom and Terrance would be asleep. But the second the front door closed behind me, I heard it.
Loud, filthy, sounds coming from their master bedroom. The door was cracked open just enough for voices to be heard.
“Terrance , please, stop! It’s too much!” Mom’s voice cracked.
My heart jumped. I should have gone straight to my room, but the alcohol made me bold and curious. I quietly kicked off my heels and crept down the hallway, pressing myself against the wall so I could peek through the gap.
Terrance had Mom bent over the edge of their huge bed, her face buried in the sheets. He was standing behind her, completely naked, his dark muscular body glistening with sweat. His massive Black cock; was slamming into my moms pussy with brutal force. Every thrust made the bed slam against the wall.
SSPLAP-SPLAP-PLAP-PLAP-PLAP!
“Fuck, Terrance ! I can’t take it! Pull out! Please, baby, you’re too deep!” Mom begged, her voice muffled and broken.
But Terrance didn’t stop. He gripped her hips harder, his fingers digging into her flesh as he pounded her even more viciously. His heavy balls slapped loudly against her clit with every stroke.
“Shut the fuck up and take this dick, Vanessa,” he growled, his deep voice commanding. “You wanted it rough tonight, didn’t you?”
GLUCK—SCHLICK—PLAP-PLAP-PLAP!
He yanked her hair back hard, arching her body as he railed her. Mom’s tits bounced wildly. Her legs were shaking so badly I thought she would collapse.
“Nooo; please! It hurts! You’re splitting me open!” she cried out, but her hips were pushing back against him, meeting every savage thrust.
I stood there frozen, my thighs squeezing together. My pussy was getting wetter by the second watching Terrance destroy my mom with that enormous 12-inch cock. The way his thick shaft stretched her out, the wet squelching sounds, her desperate begging; it was turning me on more than I wanted to admit.
Terrance suddenly flipped her onto her back, threw her legs over his shoulders, and slammed back inside in one brutal motion.
THWACK-THWACK-THWACK!
“Terrance; stop! I’m serious! You’re too big, ahhh! Fuck!” Mom screamed, clawing at his chest.
He just smirked and fucked her harder, pinning her down. “You’re mine to wreck. Beg louder, slut.”
I slipped my hand under my dress, touching myself through my soaked panties as I watched. My breathing was getting heavy. I wanted to be her so badly, taking that huge Black cock, getting used like that.
Then the tone shifted.
Terrance leaned down close to her ear and whispered something. Mom’s expression changed from fake distress to a wicked, lust-drunk smile.
“Oh my God… yes, Daddy,” she moaned, completely dropping the act. “Don’t stop. Fuck me harder! Ruin my pussy! I need it so bad!”
Terrance laughed darkly. “That’s my good little whore. You love pretending you don’t want it, don’t you?”
“Yes! Keep going! Fill me up!” Mom begged, this time for real. She wrapped her legs around him and pulled him deeper. “Cum inside me! Breed me!”
Terrance started pounding her with everything he had, the bed creaking violently. PLAP-PLAP-PLAP-PLAP-PLAP-PLAP! The wet, obscene sounds of their fucking filled the entire suite.
I realized it had all been their twisted sex game. Mom loved being “forced” and begging him to stop. It was all pretend so he could dominate her even harder.
My face burned with embarrassment and arousal. I quietly backed away before they could notice me, my pussy throbbing. I slipped into my bedroom, locked the door, and threw myself onto my bed.
I hiked my dress up, yanked my panties to the side, and shoved two fingers deep inside my aching little pussy. My other hand rubbed my clit furiously as I replayed everything I’d just seen — Terrance ’s powerful body, his massive cock destroying Mom, her fake begging turning real.
“Oh fuck… Daddy…” I whispered, imagining it was me bent over that bed instead.
My fingers moved faster, making wet squelching sounds. I bit my lip to stay quiet as my orgasm built hard and fast. Within minutes I was shaking, cumming all over my hand while the distant sounds of Terrance and Mom still echoed through the penthouse.
I lay there panting, flushed and satisfied, hoping they never found out I’d watched the whole thing.
