“Open wide,” I command, forcing his mouth open with my fingers as I dribble my cum-filled saliva into his needy, hungry mouth.

“Ahhhhh,” he moans eagerly and obediently.

“Now swallow,” I command, pressing his mouth closed, moving my hand to his neck, just under his jaw, lightly gripping, hovering over him as he takes a big gulp. Licking his lips, he smiles giddily, letting out a soft “mmmmm,” opening up his mouth again, wanting more.

“My hungry cumslut wants more, huh?” I tease. He nods greedily, so I take a finger and scoop Chris’ cum out of my hot, used ass and stuff my finger deep into his mouth.

“Suck it clean, Pet, show me how your slutty tongue laps up another man’s cum,” I say sternly.

Oliver is my neighbor Chris’ stepson and has been my needy little pet ever since he caught us sucking Chris’ cock in the backyard about a year ago. Oliver’s mom, Sara, went back to school a few years ago to complete her degree. She dropped out of college during her sophomore year when she was pregnant with Oliver. Sara was a postal worker and kept pretty fit for a 40-year-old, her hair always up in a bun, her small tits hiding under a turtleneck or thick sweater while her best asset, her firm bubble butt, was shown off in skin-tight yoga pants when she wasn’t in uniform. Oliver had the same bright blue eyes and warm, playful smile as his mom, their hair the same dirty blonde color.

Chris was a couple years older than her and worked on cars on the weekends. He stood just at 6 feet tall, with short brown hair, a clean-cut beard, and stern hazel eyes that softened every time I came by with fresh-baked cookies. I always found him handsome and envied how great he and Sara looked as a couple. But it was pretty clear from my first meeting he wasn’t Oliver’s dad.

Sara and I became quick friends when I moved into the neighborhood, so she always offered Chris’ handyman services when something at the house broke. Chris wasn’t as chatty as Sara, but he was just as kind, as they both welcomed me into their home. They treated me like part of the family, and we often ate dinner at each other’s houses or had BBQs on the weekends. When she mentioned her regret about not finishing her degree, I told her it wasn’t too late and helped her apply for evening classes to get her back on track. We were all supportive of her achieving her dreams.

Sara was worried that Chris and Oliver wouldn't know what to eat without her at home and may be awkward with each other, so I promised her I’d help out on the nights she had class.

Oliver was a quiet kid and liked playing music, and Chris got along fine since they’d lived together for a few years by this point, but Oliver, a freshman in community college with few friends, seemed to keep his distance. Sara always thought it was because he didn’t want a stepdad, but if she only knew how much her son yearned for his stepdad’s cum, she’d probably lose her shit. But that’s ok, he likes being our dirty little secret. Chris couldn’t get used to it at first but came to love showing off his big fat cock pummeling into my throat, ass, or pussy (depending on his mood) and seeing his shy, quiet stepson turn into a hungry, subby cum-sucker.

Tonight was an especially tantalizing night. Sara was cramming for her final presentation with her classmates and had let us know she wouldn’t be home till much later. She told the boys not to wait up, and she texted me separately asking me to check on them, especially Oliver since she felt bad she had to miss his solo performance, but it was the only time all her project partners could get together. Of course, I agreed and knew I would need to give Oliver an extra special treat tonight and would have time to play with him all night long.

Oliver had gotten accustomed to stripping down for me and kneeling in his spot at the end of the bed on the nights I come over when his mom is in class. He knew to wait patiently as Chris fucked my brains out before he got to play. Sometimes I’d make him edge himself and taste his precum while he waited for Chris to have his way with me. But tonight I wanted to torture and tease him to make him extra rabid for me.

Chris opened the door for me, and I gave him a kiss on the cheek as he closed the door behind me. Then he bit the back of my neck as I threw my jacket to the couch, exposing my new black leather strappy bodysuit, with just a thin strap that came down from the collar to cover my nipples as the diagonal straps squeezed under my 36DD tits and crisscrossed down my back and then wrapped around my thighs like a garter. I loved how the straps around my inner thighs dug into my crotch and spread my labia as I walked in that outfit.

“Be a good boy and grab my bag, baby,” I instructed Oliver, who had kneeled down by the couch as he saw me unrobe.

“Yes, Missy,” he obeyed. He liked it better than Mistress, and I liked that it showed me he was mine.

“Open it up, Pet, and take out the treats I've brought for you,” I said with a smirk and a sigh as Chris’ big strong hands began groping my tits from behind, feeling his hardness pressing between my ass cheeks. I turned my head and grabbed the back of Chris’ head as I sucked on his bottom lip, taking his tongue into my mouth and making out loudly as his hands kept groping.

“Damn, this outfit is so hot,” Chris growled. “What’s the occasion?” He asked coyly as I pulled my lips off of his, grabbed him by his hand, and led him to the couch.

“Well, Sara felt bad for leaving you boys alone again tonight, so she wanted me to make sure you both get some special attention. Especially you, my little Olli-boy,” I said as I bent over, ass wiggling in front of Chris, my hand stroking up Oliver’s chin as I kissed his nose.

“I’ve been saving this fit and these toys for a special night where we’d have all the time to have all the fun. You ready, Olli?” I asked as his eyes widened, taking out a long curved glass beaded anal wand, 2 skeins of rope, and a blindfold. I could tell he was starting to salivate by the way he went quiet and was licking his lips. Chris let out a low growl of satisfaction, pulling down his pants and slowly stroking his hard, thick cock as he watched me move towards Oliver.

“It'll just take one moment, hun,” I said to Chris as I winked at him over my shoulder.

Oliver had stripped naked and stood up as I had instructed, his 5’10” thin stature still towering over my 5’3” body. With one skein I started tying his hands together behind his back, kissing down his spine, making him instantly hard. Then I split the rope, tying one end around his right knee to keep it bent and kneeling, then up his thigh with tight pressure, and had it tied to the leg of the couch so it was forced open. With the other end, I wrapped it similarly around his left knee and thigh so he was spread open and just a couple feet away from where Chris was about to fuck me. With the other skein, I bound his chest and arms with a few wraps and then up his neck like a collar and held on to to the other end so I could control him.

He was already whimpering in anticipation, needy for more play.

“These other two will come in later,” I smirked as I placed the anal wand and blindfold on the side table.

“Mmm, now back to this delicious cock I’ve been missing,” I said to Chris as I turned around, pressing my ass into Oliver’s face as I leaned down to take Chris’ rock-hard cock in my mouth. Oliver knew the drill; he was allowed to smell and rub his nose in my ass or pussy, but not allowed to taste until Chris gave permission. He took deep inhales of my wet cunt and asshole as I began pumping Chris’ throbbing cock in my hungry mouth. Chris leaned back into the couch for a moment as I slobbered all over his cock, moaning and slurping as my saliva dropped down his balls. And when I took his thick cock into throat, he grabbed my hair and held the back of my head as he thrust inside me.

“Suck her dirty little asshole, Ollie,” he grunted as he throat-fucked me harder, choking me with his fat cock. My pussy twitched and dripped, knowing my ass was about to be filled after he had enough of my throat. I stared up at him, eyes watering and starting to roll back as he thrust harder and faster.

“That’s it, baby, take this big fat cock down your tiny throat, you hungry whore,” he commanded, and my body melted, throat moaning as Oliver sucked and licked faster and harder around my brown star. I loved it when Chris called me a whore, seeing me for what I am and without judgment, just pure objectified lust, his cock-sucking free-use slut. He loved Sara and treated her like a princess, tender and sensual. But with me, he was rough and ruthless, powerful, knowing he commanded me, someone who also dominated his stepson.

I squeezed my mouth around his cock tight, feeling him throbbing, about to burst, as he pulled my hair back and pulled my pulled my mouth off his cock as I gasped for air. Then he quickly spun me around and spread open my ass cheeks and positioned me over his cockhead. His hands moved swiftly to my hips as he slammed me down onto his lap. The leather straps dug into my thighs deeper as he spread my legs wide open.

I screamed at the rapid entrance into my tiny asshole but gave in willingly, hungrily, as he pulled the straps off my nipples and started twisting and tugging them, sucking on the back of my neck as I bounced on his cock. I could barely think, but I still had Oliver’s rope in my hand, and I tugged on it to pull his head close to my pussy. I heard him whimper as he watched my asshole get pounded fast, hard, and deep.

“Suck me, baby! Take my clit and get your next treat!” I screamed breathlessly as Chris drove into my ass, feeling him about to explode and my own squirt about to burst. Oliver dove his head in, and when his tongue flicked my clit, I felt my body start to convulse, clenching my asshole tighter around Chris’ cock, making him bust as I sprayed Oliver’s face with my cum.

Chris grunted and fell back as my body collapsed onto his, my back against his chest, his hands still teasing my tits. Oliver’s eager face rubbing against my inner thighs as he spread my pussy juices all over his face and mouth. I turned to Chris, panting, and sucked his tongue into my mouth.

Catching my breath, I dismounted Chris’s spent but still stiff cock, pushed Ollie’s head back, and straddled his face, letting Chris’s huge, thick load drip out of my ass and into Ollie’s mouth.

“Good boy, keep your tongue out for Missy as she feeds her hungry pet.” I instruct as I reach over for the anal wand. I rub the top bead around my asshole, allowing more cum to drop out before I press one… and then two beads into my recently used asshole. “Watch closely,, Ollie, you’re about to take this in your tiny virgin asshole,” he gasped as his eyes widened.

Chris chuckled as he squeezed the base of his cock and massaged his balls, knowing he had more cum for me to milk.

I pumped the wand into my ass two more times before pulling it out and instructing Oliver to spit on it. I leaned over his shoulder, stuffing my tit in his face as he eagerly and obediently sucked as I reached down and spread his ass, rubbing the tip of the wand against his asshole. He held his breath, my nipple still pinned between his tongue and the top of his mouth, and I instructed him to take a deep breath and relax for me.

“Mmm, good boy, I know you’ve been wanting this, My Pet. I see you rimming yourself when you don’t think I notice. But tonight you’re going to feel your ass filled and stretched just like you’ve watched mine getting rammed and used.” He nodded and unintentionally bit down on my nipple, forcing me to thrust faster into his asshole than I had planned. He let out a gasp as it slid inside.

“Mmmm, naughty Pet! But look at you, taking this cummy anal toy so swiftly in your needle little asshole,” I said as I stood up and backed away, watching him squirm in his ropes as he wriggled his asshole around the wand.

“Oh Missy!” He let out a cry, his face turning red, furrowing his brow before relaxing onto the wand. As his face calmed, I pressed the wand into the second bead and watched him squirm and gasp and then relax again. I rested the wand against the coffee table behind him so that it would stay there, able to go deeper if and when he was ready to take more.

I turned around, kneeling in front of Chris’s cummy cock, and licked up the little beads of cum left at his tip and lapped up the bits of cum that had dripped onto his balls.

“Mmmm,” we both moaned as I turned around again and spit into Oliver’s mouth. Feeling Chris stroke my hair as he watched me feed his cum to my tortured pet.

“You really are a nasty whore,” Chris growled again, which was my cue that he was ready to drain the rest of his balls into me. I smiled, watching Oliver grind his ass down on the wand, knowing I was about to get another hot load to feed my whimpering pet.

Chris pushed me forward onto my hands and knees in front of Oliver, pressing my head into Ollie’s lap as my ass raised high in the air for him. I took Ollie’s rock-hard cock into my mouth and started sucking. It wasn't as thick as Chris’s but nearly as long, and I could tell he was aching to be touched. I sucked slowly as Chris positioned himself behind me, grabbing at my ass before landing a hard spank with his palm. Startled, I bit down on Olli’s cock slightly making his precum leak into my mouth.

With another spank, my pussy twitched, and I took Ollie deeper down my throat, hearing him moan for the both of us. Chris spanked me again, watching my pussy twitch and glisten with wetness. I could tell Oliver was about to bust by the way his cock was throbbing in my mouth and his hips ground faster. So I took him out of my mouth quickly, making him groan. I lifted my head to his and stuck my tongue out for him to suck on. And he did, wildly, tasting his precum out of my mouth as Chris slapped my pussy and clit before thrusting into me. Making me moan and drool into Ollie’s mouth, I felt my tits slapping together as Chris’ thrust sped up and got harder. His balls were slapping against my clit as his cockhead was ramming against my cervix.

“Ohhhh Chris, yes, fuckkkkk meeeeee,” I moaned, clenching my hot, wet pussy around his cock. His hand grabbed my hair again, arching my back as he pounded faster and faster into my dripping cunt.

“Yea, baby, milk this fat cock in your tiny pussy,” he demanded, using my tight hole for his release. Oliver watched hungrily, grinding his hips faster as a third bead entered his ass. And I knew it was time.

I had told Chris my plan before coming, that I wanted to give Olli a special treat. Chris wasn’t sure if it was right, but when I told him I’d make sure they never touched, Chris agreed, and I promised he’d cum harder than before.

With Chris fucking me doggy style, rubbing his thumb into my cummy ass, I desperately grabbed for the blindfold. As I did, Chris gave me one hard, deep thrust as I ground into his groin and held it there. Feeling him pulsate in me, I circled my hips slowly as I steadied myself.

“Are you ready for your last treat, baby?” I looked at Oliver, breathless but dominating. His face turning bright red, confused and lustful, watching his stepdad fuck his neighbor rough and raw.

“What…” Oliver started to ask as I quickly wrapped the blindfold over his eyes and instructed him to drop his mouth wide open. He did so quickly and without question, his breath quickening and heart racing.

“You’re gonna love this last treat, Olli-boy; just wait your turn and it’ll come soon,” I said playfully as I started bouncing on Chris’ cock, letting him know to fuck me hard until he’s about to cum. And as our hips rocked and quickened, I felt Chris pull out suddenly. I dropped to my knees and sucked his balls hard as he positioned his cock toward Oliver’s mouth. I grabbed the anal wand with my left hand and wriggled it around in Olli’s ass as Chris shot his last thick load straight into Olli’s cum-hungry mouth. He leaned in to suck more, thinking it was my pussy, but I yanked on his collar rope to hold his head back and pulled off the blindfold to let him see that he was gulping down his stepdad's cum straight from the source. I saw his eyes gasp as his mouth opened wider, Chris pumping his cock into Olli’s mouth as I sucked his balls, massaging them with my tongue, hearing him grunt with each spurt.

As Chris collapsed back onto the couch, I pushed Ollie’s chin up and tilted his head back.

“Swallow, pet.” I commanded, “Take in that big full load straight from his cock like you’ve always wanted, you cum slut.”

He gulped it down as I wiped the bit that splattered on his cheek into his mouth with my thumb. I was still using the wand to play with his ass as my other hand started stroking his cock. He was so close I could feel it. I slurped his tip as my hand twisted around his cock, and he groaned and exploded into my mouth. I held it there for a moment before spitting it back in his mouth.

Chris watched us swapping spit and cum as Olli gobbled down his own cum. I slowly pulled the anal wand out of his ass, bead by bead, untying his rope and letting it fall to the ground as Olli caught his breath.

I crawled up onto the couch next to Chris, licking his cock clean as it went limp from all the hard fucking. He laid his arm on the back of the couch and splayed out as I sat up next to him. I tapped my lap, letting Olli know he could come over now. He crawled over weakly, still kneeling at my legs, resting his head in my lap.

"Good Pet, Olli. Did my good boy enjoy his treats tonight?" I asked playfully as I stroked his head nuzzling into my lap, inhaling my sex, licking my inner thigh and nodding,

Chris rested his hand to my boob, squeezing and groping as he turned on the TV and put on a show.

We were giggling at the end of the episode and were about to clean up before Sara got home when we heard keys unlocking the door.