I desire to tell you in this and other chapters, some of the anecdotes that occurred to my twins and me, and the rest of the family, during these years of our satisfactory form of enjoying sex in the family.
Because of the letters received, I have perceived that some readers have not imagined that our way of life could have many inconveniences.
I will tell one.
From the time my sons tattooed on my pubis the expression LA CONCUBINA DE SUS HIJOS, I had not dared to have sexual relations with any man who was not them, because the shame it would give me that they would discover my depravity and spread the word so that our acquaintances, who considered us an exemplary family, would hear about it.
On the other hand, it could affect the magnificent professional careers of the boys and tarnish their respective political families.
So, when my twins got me pregnant, I found myself with the dilemma of how to explain the meaning of that phrase to the gynecologist or obstetrician, whom I had not seen since then.
It was such a discomfort that it made me continuously postpone the consultation and I spent the first six months of pregnancy forgiving myself for my life.
But I couldn't delay it any longer.
I decided to go to another one who wasn't my usual gynecologist so as not to be embarrassed, since it wasn't just the label but my permanently depilated pussy, the nipple rings and the clitoris, and the disproportionate size of both organs.
I thought that a tattoo artist would alter the text by tattooing something else on top, but my sons opposed and felt offended that I was ashamed to screw them and have children with them.
I noticed no remedy other than inquiring to locate an obstetrician from another city, a not very recommendable type, but who assured me discretion since he did other work not quite in line with the law.
I requested an appointment to start monitoring my pregnancy and on the agreed day I presented myself there with more embarrassment than if they were sodomizing two blacks in the middle of a stadium. Loaded with nuns and priests.
Taken the data for medical history and communicated the current account to make payments, I had to tell him that I was changing gynecologists due to a change of address, which I naturally gave a false address.
The type was old and fat, with a dirty appearance and I didn't like it at all.
The nurse, present throughout, was an enormous woman, around 50 years old, who never stopped blowing gum and had the look of a tramp, even wearing her enormous and strong hands' nails lacquered in strong red, which is unusual in this profession.
We went through the examination phase after I undressed with great clumsiness due to my nerves and initial surprise seeing my pussy naked and the expression tattooed on me like Venus, she smiled and didn't comment, which relieved me deeply thinking that at least it was a good professional in medical secrecy.
I introduced my hand into my vagina for tactile exploration and told me I was pregnant with twins, which is not surprising if I had already had them and they had gotten me pregnant themselves.
If someone is surprised when I talk about the fathers of my children in plural, let me remind you that the day I got pregnant, both of them came at the same time in my vagina, so I consider both to be the parents.
The gynecologist commented on the elasticity of my vaginal muscles, asking if it was a facility of opening always or since pregnancy.
-Always - I said, thinking he would swallow the lie.
After the examination, she pulled her hand out of my intestines and suddenly introduced three fingers by force into my anus.
-Let's see, slut - she said - You dedicate yourself to extreme sexual practices and don't pretend.
-And what do you care? - I replied, red as a tomato - Don't interfere in my life. Take care of my pregnancy and don't judge me.
-Look, foxy, I'm being frank. Either you let me fuck you or everyone will know about the incest with your children, God knows how many there are and how They have the cock ready for you to be so open from both holes. Besides, I'll season the rumors with the story of your nipple modifications and your fat clitoris.
Between the suffocation of shame and indignation at the brazen blackmail, we couldn't answer.
When I finally got some air, I stood up from the gynecological table and told him to leave me alone, warning him that he wouldn't be able to carry out the blackmail because I had given him a false address.
- With your name and account number, I'll find out where you live and who your friends are, foxy incestuous one.
That was a cold shower and I hated myself for being careless, I should have paid him in cash.
Reflecting, I came to the conclusion that, after the shame of having been discovered, it didn't matter whether we had more or less sex, so I accepted the blackmail.
- Where do you want me to screw you?
- Everywhere, but let's start with the mouth, and you'll swallow everything.
- Elisa. Dismiss the patients waiting and notify the reception desk that there will be no consultation today due to an emergency.
Resolute to quickly get through it, and never better said, I knelt down before his dirty old pubic area.
- Wait, calmly. And Elisa - by the nurse - The poor thing can't stay awake. We have to attend to her too.
I shrugged my shoulders thinking that nothing would be more extreme with her than the games she played with my nieces and sisters-in-law.
The phenomenal Elisa quickly undressed and showed me her voluminous body, which was quite appetizing.
Not fat, but rather what's said to be jamon: opulent fallen breasts with large aréolas like mine and thick nipples, broad hips carrying a voluminous ass without any sign of cellulite and strong thighs and legs.
She had the pubis completely shaved like me and two silver rings on her prominent and fleshy outer lips.
They made me get down on all fours on the table and the doctor put his little cock in my mouth while Elisa was fondling my breast chains with one hand and inserting and removing several fingers in my vagina with the other. She played with the rings of my nipples, pulling and twisting until it hurt sometimes, and finally dedicated herself to my two lower holes. She inserted something big, long, and very cold into my anus and put her greatest effort into twisting my fat clitoris ring, pulling on it while with the other hand she pushed a long and thick double-headed dildo deep into my pussy until there was no more room left. Despite the violence against my delicate genital areas, I was getting very excited, heat that increased when she started whipping my buttocks with her big hands and then used the doctor's pants belt. At first, I felt a lot of pain, but little by little, inexplicably, she began to introduce herself into my certain sensation of pleasure and already my ass was seeking the whip. The expressions and insults from the couple, calling me depraved and lesbian, putade mear, foxy comemierdas, and other witty remarks intensified my heat. There came a moment when I was overcome by a sense of morbo for that situation of debauchery and degradation, and the idea of feeling like a slut, lascivious, and used by anyone produced such intense attraction that I reached a prolonged orgasm at the same moment the guy ejaculated in my mouth, which I savored for a good while. - While I recover, Elisa will enjoy herself with you, and I'll direct her operations. The nurse took out the dildo and separator for vaginal examination after inserting it into my anus and placed me on my back on the gynecological table with my legs in supports. She then injected an enema into my rectum, which she sealed with a huge anal plug, and while waiting for the dreaded effect, she extracted the urethral muscle with tweezers to introduce a probe whose tip left it in a laboratory glassware. Eventually, all of my... urine, the enema was already taking effect and my terrible stomach pains were making me cling to the edges of the bed. I thought I would abort and started crying, but the nurse immediately silenced me by threatening to gag me. Finally, the nurse pulled out the catheter abruptly, which made me feel like a slap in the gut that made me forget about my stomach pain and let out a scream. Then Elisa put a ball gag on me and took me to the bathroom to make me pee, but she didn't let me sit down, only leaning me slightly so they could see the flow coming out. I didn't care about this new humiliation. Elisa removed the plug and separated my buttocks to facilitate the view. Immediately, the cathartic flow of my liquefied poop came out due to the enema, and then the nurse put it in the bidet to wash me with her hands on my pussy and ass, inserting her fingers carefully to clean meticulously. Once I was clean, they took me to a sofa in the waiting room where the imposing woman sat down, inserted the double-headed dildo into my pussy, and told me to sit on her back. Before doing so, she introduced the other end of the dildo into my anus, grabbed my breasts with her large hands with lacquered nails, and started the natural rhythm of the fuck. After a while, the doctor, already recovered and with his erect member, inserted himself into my vagina and I found myself in an attempt at a sandwich. I had to use my hand to massage my clitoris because the gynecologist's probe wasn't producing much effect. They'll think I'm behaving like the depraved person I am in family, but I didn't know what else to do, I felt humiliated and forced, but I was applying that saying 'if you can't avoid being raped, at least enjoy it'. The dildo was getting deeper into my intestines, making me feel unbalanced, with too much mass in my anus and too little in my vagina, so I felt very Uncomfortable. The nurse should have perceived it and, which I appreciated in my interior, forced a change. She extracted the dildo from her pussy, expelled the doctor from mine by inserting the extreme part she had enjoyed until then into him and forcing it all the way to the point where between my two holes, about a meter-long toy was absorbed.
I made him get down on all fours, placed his boss's little girl in my mouth, started pushing and withdrawing the dildo simultaneously in both of my orifices so that I put me at 100 and didn't delay in coming prolongedly.
In gratitude, after the weakly ejaculating type finished in my mouth, I turned to her and began eating her bald pussy as perhaps hadn't done with those of my nieces and sisters-in-law until then.
At the first orgasm I extracted from her, I felt that woman was pleasing me. At the second, I convinced myself. Her juices were as abundant as mine and more savory than those of the females in my family. At the third, I fell in love with her.
Before leaving, they put a chain linked to the ring on my clitoris with a lock at one end and some strange, voluminous, and heavy Chinese balls hanging from the other, which they didn't bother to introduce into my vaginal cavity; they left them hanging and painfully stretching my treasure while pushing me out the door almost naked and citing me for the same day of the next week.
At the elevator's alarm, I finished dressing and arranging myself, and then had to take care of the heavy balls in my vagina since without underwear they would be dangling from my clitoris all the way.
I found out those balls were special. With their movement, they emitted a strange and delicious vibration that extended throughout my belly, and when they hit each other, it was ecstasy. I had to make the trip to the car in several stages because if I hadn't had an orgasm in the middle of the street. I made the trip home trying to take All the holes I saw and, if I didn't have them, I'd stick bottles on the seat.
I had several orgasms and, miraculously, no accidents.
Once home, I was aware that with the marks I had on my buttocks after the whipping and that dangling thing attached to my clitoris, I couldn't fuck with the family member without facing many explanations.
I called everyone and told them I was indisposed, it wasn't a big deal, but maybe I wouldn't see them for a few days.
The family wasn't necessary for enjoying sex.
I found great utility in my balls jumping on the bed and practicing how the vibration extended to different organs according to the position I adopted.
It was best when I tried to introduce them into my anus, since the length of the chain gave way, and I experienced how the vibration started in my lower back and transmitted through the spinal column to my neck.
That was indescribable.
The orgasms I obtained were of an intensity and duration never experienced until now.
I thought I was going to become addicted and would give up sex with people.
However, with abuse, effectiveness also decreased.
The day before my new appointment at the gynecologist's office, my son Pablo arrived at my house with his sister-in-law Alicia, the mulatta, with the idea of teaching me how to do what they had recorded on video about our mischief in another city two weeks ago.
We didn't want to see it.
In it, you could still see how Alicia and I got out of Pablo's car, completely naked with our big pregnant bellies, in the busiest street in the city, and we started peeing standing up on the sidewalk, separating our vaginal lips so that the stream would reach a good distance, in front of the surprise and scandal of numerous passersby.
The video also reflected the insults and reproaches we were directing at each other.
Once we'd committed the feat, we got back into the car before the expected appearance of the police and escaped at full speed. speed. I'm walking back to our city, crossing another that was in a state of excitement, as Pablo kept repeating the maneuver with a variation.
Alicia stood up on her feet and mine mouth and face while I was kneeling before her.
The scandal was enormous.
Some circumspect citizens were retained at casinos.
We almost got away by a hair's breadth.
Seeing the video, Alicia heated up and started manipulating her brother-in-law's cock with one hand and my breasts with the other.
I asked if my sisters would remember who I was married to each time they looked back.
In this way, they would have to review the family book on the day they wanted to know.
My intention, if this happened, was to avoid my participation in the orgy, but I was also too hot to avoid it, so I let myself be carried away by lust and launched myself at Alicia's dark and hairy pussy.
Pablo didn't take long to notice my special Chinese balls.
He didn't look when he was giving me a blow job, but he also felt the cock vibrating in his mouth, especially when they collided violently in response to the energetic thrusts of my son's cock.
The curiosity was greater than his lividness and he decided to examine the artifact with great curiosity.
He interrogated me minutely about the sensations it produced in the vagina and intestines, showing interest in which organs were affected depending on the position adopted.
As if that weren't enough, he ended up asking why I had it locked with a permanent lock ring on my clitoris.
I got out of trouble by telling him that it was a challenge I had set for myself to see if I could withstand having it permanently, whether in the vagina, intestines or even hanging from my precious organ and without panties as I usually wore them, and that so I wouldn't have a sudden temptation to remove it, I had left the little key in the safety deposit box at the bank.
The excuse was silly, since given the pleasure they provided, it was unlikely that anyone would it would have been taken away, but it swallowed the story, maybe because it was thinking about what came next. -I'd like Alicia to try them so she can tell me her impressions, and if you don't mind, since the chain is long enough, put them in your pussy and I'll fuck you in the ass, so she'll also experience the pleasure of these balls. Not that it was a simple thing, since the conjunction of the two bellies made it difficult to deal with. In any case, after trying various positions we managed to do it by having Alicia get down on all fours and me on top of her, so my belly would rub against hers but instead it fit into the arch of her back. After a little while of inserting my son's cock in the ass and starting to pump, she delivered herself to moaning and screaming with pleasure that increased when Pablo began to mortify me at the anus with all his force, so that the blows of his hips against my buttocks sounded like lashes. Alicia didn't take long to get an orgasm and, right after, without changing position and with my intestines continuously filled by the magnificent member of my son, she introduced the balls in her ass and we continued the party. We all came simultaneously. They left afterwards, washing us together and inviting me to bring my curious balls to a family orgy next week. The next morning I went back to the disgusting doctor's office. He took away the balls and, before my protest, since I had to explain it to Pablo in Spanish, he gave me two slaps. After putting his hand inside to feel my interiorities he told me that the new twins were perfect, just like me, so we could enjoy a little of my body. I didn't have time to imagine what would come up this time because immediately appeared the enormous nurse Elisa and put a hood on me that prevented me from seeing while facilitating the preservation of my identity. On my knees, I soon noticed that several hands were feeling my stomach, genitals, breasts, and generally touching my body.
They took a long time to get into action and fucked me multiple times through all three holes, ending in a couple of different cock sandwiches.
I deduced that at least six types had fucked me.
By the last one, they removed the hood and there was only the doctor and his phenomenal nurse, who told me that due to my promiscuous and semen-soaked state, it was necessary to proceed with a thorough cleaning for hygiene reasons.
So, putting her hands to work, she inserted an enema into my anus and, while it took effect, irrigated the inside of my vagina by inserting her hand inside for maximum effectiveness.
I must admit that if I hadn't come even once during the fucking by the anonymous individuals earlier, the nurse's soft massage on my organs procured a copious secretion of fluid when I submerged myself in a succession of orgasms chained together, which, by contrast, acutely emphasized my need to evacuate my intestines.
The scene unfolded before them just like the previous time for my humiliation and, subsequently, under the excuse that Elisa was 52 years old, they injected the contents of a well-shaken bottle of cava into my anus, proceeding to drink directly from my hole when I released it.
After exhausting the cava from my intestines, Elisa inserted her fist into them with great success in providing me with a good pair of orgasms by massaging my internal organs.
I really liked that woman.
When Elisa removed her fist from my anus, the disgusting doctor took advantage of the remaining grandeur to introduce his flaccid penis and pee inside me.
Since I had only consented it once before to my twins, I quickly turned around and grabbed his testicles with the intention of causing him as much harm as possible.
He began to howl, but his nurse, undoubtedly alert, She injected something into me that left me paralyzed first and unconscious afterwards in brief moments.
Awakening, which must have been soon, I found myself restrained by the neck, wrists, and ankles on the gynecological examination table.
They had my breasts cinched at their base with a thick rubber band and my knees separated by an adjustable bar.
The doctor didn't notice that I was awake, pulled on the rings of the clamps to lengthen them, and injected several needles into them.
After dedicating himself to doing something in my vaginal lips that hurt me a lot but which attention was diverted by the nurse's pussy placed on my mouth and demanding good licks and sucks.
Without knowing what they had done to my lips, they released the restraints from the table except for one wrist, left me standing with my hands on the table and brought in the other wrist.
In this position, the doctor undid his belt and whipped me mercilessly ten times, counted five each on both thighs and ten on my kidneys.
After releasing me, they forced me to stand up, while the nurse held my hands firmly behind me, the guy removed the needles from my nipples, but when I was more careless thinking it was only that, he whipped me several times in my breasts that hurt terribly because they were numb and cyanotic due to the pressure of the boobs at their base.
Like the other time, suddenly they dismissed me.
They only left me to empty my intestines and quickly dress without being able to find out what I had this time in the pussy.
In the elevator mirror, I could check with compassion that I was wearing larger lips perforated by three transverse bars that closed them. At one end, there was a ball and at the other an orifice where another bar acted as a stopper closing the other three and this one, in turn, fixed by a small clip. This time it was worse than the previous one because I was absolutely impeded from fucking due to the vagina. Additionally, it hurt quite a bit and if that wasn't enough, I had the clitoris compressed by a rubber band going through behind the ring that was keeping it totally inflamed and purple. I couldn't remove it yet because my stomach was blocking my view and I had to go like that until I got home where I could get rid of the rubber band with the help of a mirror and the tip of a razor, at risk of damaging my little thing. When the blood circulation returned to my beloved bulge which provided me so much satisfaction, I suffered unbearable pains that made me think about the revenge I would take on that nasty guy. The day after the orgy, I called Pedro's house where it was planned, to warn them that I found myself indisposed and couldn't attend, regretting it a lot. Pedro got upset because Pablo had talked to him about balls and, like him, he had great curiosity about them. I found myself without balls and unable to justify their loss, with my vagina used for fifteen days, with my ass and thighs scratched by welts that would last at least a week. How was I going to justify so much sexual abstinence? Analyzing these difficulties and imagining future prospects, in which I saw myself converted into the doctor's slave, I decided to tell my sons about my distress. I called them and they came home where I told them all my humiliation with the gynecologist, which made them very indignant and decided to give him a lesson immediately. It wasn't immediate because when examining my vaginal lock, their instruments got stuck and I had to relieve them with my mouth and anus. On the way to the consultation, they tried to convince me not to get rid of that rubber band because it was giving my vagina a special charm, which once I got the key, I could put and take at will, but when I just wanted them to fuck my ass, I would put it in and thus they would understand without words my desires and it would add an extra morbidness to their own mother's fuck. They wanted to give me some rings to take advantage of the perforations made by the doctor to make my lips look more beautiful when I didn't wear the lock. They insisted so much that they finally convinced me. To make time until the patients left, we went into a nearby sex shop where they bought some things and got me the rings for my labial vagina, a bit thick for my taste, because it would look like a very loaded pussy, but they didn't think that way. They also bought me a nice leather bra without cups that would accentuate my large and hanging breasts, creating a great contrast with my swollen belly and showing off my nipple rings shamelessly. They burst into the consultation when the patients had left, surprised the scoundrels, tied them up with handcuffs on their wrists and ankles, and put ball gags in their mouths. Then they undressed them. The doctor got a rosary of increasingly thicker balls inserted into his anus each time, which would then stop abruptly. They hit him numerous times and left him with a pretty battered butt. After that, they gave both of them a large enema and inserted an enormous plug. Pablo dedicated himself to giving the doctor a series of strong lashes all over his body, including his penis and testicles, and Pedro took care of giving the same treatment to the woman's immense breasts and vagina. I let Pablo have his way but prevented Pedro from getting carried away, since, lacking a doctor and not wanting to risk it with another one, I wanted the nurse to attend me during childbirth, plus having other more pleasant plans that included her expertise in handling my intimate cavities. After the lashings, they put an argon ring with a spring-loaded mechanism without a key around the scrotum behind the testicles. He would have to find a locksmith to take it off. They took the rings off the nurse.
Her vaginal lips were replaced by enormous iron ones equally unmovable, making her bleed brutally as they perforated. They locked together with a large and heavy chain. After pissing in the doctor's mouth and they in the nurse's, we left without recovering the coveted Chinese balls and the key to the demi-pussy lock, threatening them with worse if we ever heard from them again. She would have news of mine, I thought to myself. From then on, in the family's sexual encounters, I started introducing sadomasochistic games gradually.
Because of the letters received, I have perceived that some readers have not imagined that our way of life could have many inconveniences.
I will tell one.
From the time my sons tattooed on my pubis the expression LA CONCUBINA DE SUS HIJOS, I had not dared to have sexual relations with any man who was not them, because the shame it would give me that they would discover my depravity and spread the word so that our acquaintances, who considered us an exemplary family, would hear about it.
On the other hand, it could affect the magnificent professional careers of the boys and tarnish their respective political families.
So, when my twins got me pregnant, I found myself with the dilemma of how to explain the meaning of that phrase to the gynecologist or obstetrician, whom I had not seen since then.
It was such a discomfort that it made me continuously postpone the consultation and I spent the first six months of pregnancy forgiving myself for my life.
But I couldn't delay it any longer.
I decided to go to another one who wasn't my usual gynecologist so as not to be embarrassed, since it wasn't just the label but my permanently depilated pussy, the nipple rings and the clitoris, and the disproportionate size of both organs.
I thought that a tattoo artist would alter the text by tattooing something else on top, but my sons opposed and felt offended that I was ashamed to screw them and have children with them.
I noticed no remedy other than inquiring to locate an obstetrician from another city, a not very recommendable type, but who assured me discretion since he did other work not quite in line with the law.
I requested an appointment to start monitoring my pregnancy and on the agreed day I presented myself there with more embarrassment than if they were sodomizing two blacks in the middle of a stadium. Loaded with nuns and priests.
Taken the data for medical history and communicated the current account to make payments, I had to tell him that I was changing gynecologists due to a change of address, which I naturally gave a false address.
The type was old and fat, with a dirty appearance and I didn't like it at all.
The nurse, present throughout, was an enormous woman, around 50 years old, who never stopped blowing gum and had the look of a tramp, even wearing her enormous and strong hands' nails lacquered in strong red, which is unusual in this profession.
We went through the examination phase after I undressed with great clumsiness due to my nerves and initial surprise seeing my pussy naked and the expression tattooed on me like Venus, she smiled and didn't comment, which relieved me deeply thinking that at least it was a good professional in medical secrecy.
I introduced my hand into my vagina for tactile exploration and told me I was pregnant with twins, which is not surprising if I had already had them and they had gotten me pregnant themselves.
If someone is surprised when I talk about the fathers of my children in plural, let me remind you that the day I got pregnant, both of them came at the same time in my vagina, so I consider both to be the parents.
The gynecologist commented on the elasticity of my vaginal muscles, asking if it was a facility of opening always or since pregnancy.
-Always - I said, thinking he would swallow the lie.
After the examination, she pulled her hand out of my intestines and suddenly introduced three fingers by force into my anus.
-Let's see, slut - she said - You dedicate yourself to extreme sexual practices and don't pretend.
-And what do you care? - I replied, red as a tomato - Don't interfere in my life. Take care of my pregnancy and don't judge me.
-Look, foxy, I'm being frank. Either you let me fuck you or everyone will know about the incest with your children, God knows how many there are and how They have the cock ready for you to be so open from both holes. Besides, I'll season the rumors with the story of your nipple modifications and your fat clitoris.
Between the suffocation of shame and indignation at the brazen blackmail, we couldn't answer.
When I finally got some air, I stood up from the gynecological table and told him to leave me alone, warning him that he wouldn't be able to carry out the blackmail because I had given him a false address.
- With your name and account number, I'll find out where you live and who your friends are, foxy incestuous one.
That was a cold shower and I hated myself for being careless, I should have paid him in cash.
Reflecting, I came to the conclusion that, after the shame of having been discovered, it didn't matter whether we had more or less sex, so I accepted the blackmail.
- Where do you want me to screw you?
- Everywhere, but let's start with the mouth, and you'll swallow everything.
- Elisa. Dismiss the patients waiting and notify the reception desk that there will be no consultation today due to an emergency.
Resolute to quickly get through it, and never better said, I knelt down before his dirty old pubic area.
- Wait, calmly. And Elisa - by the nurse - The poor thing can't stay awake. We have to attend to her too.
I shrugged my shoulders thinking that nothing would be more extreme with her than the games she played with my nieces and sisters-in-law.
The phenomenal Elisa quickly undressed and showed me her voluminous body, which was quite appetizing.
Not fat, but rather what's said to be jamon: opulent fallen breasts with large aréolas like mine and thick nipples, broad hips carrying a voluminous ass without any sign of cellulite and strong thighs and legs.
She had the pubis completely shaved like me and two silver rings on her prominent and fleshy outer lips.
They made me get down on all fours on the table and the doctor put his little cock in my mouth while Elisa was fondling my breast chains with one hand and inserting and removing several fingers in my vagina with the other. She played with the rings of my nipples, pulling and twisting until it hurt sometimes, and finally dedicated herself to my two lower holes. She inserted something big, long, and very cold into my anus and put her greatest effort into twisting my fat clitoris ring, pulling on it while with the other hand she pushed a long and thick double-headed dildo deep into my pussy until there was no more room left. Despite the violence against my delicate genital areas, I was getting very excited, heat that increased when she started whipping my buttocks with her big hands and then used the doctor's pants belt. At first, I felt a lot of pain, but little by little, inexplicably, she began to introduce herself into my certain sensation of pleasure and already my ass was seeking the whip. The expressions and insults from the couple, calling me depraved and lesbian, putade mear, foxy comemierdas, and other witty remarks intensified my heat. There came a moment when I was overcome by a sense of morbo for that situation of debauchery and degradation, and the idea of feeling like a slut, lascivious, and used by anyone produced such intense attraction that I reached a prolonged orgasm at the same moment the guy ejaculated in my mouth, which I savored for a good while. - While I recover, Elisa will enjoy herself with you, and I'll direct her operations. The nurse took out the dildo and separator for vaginal examination after inserting it into my anus and placed me on my back on the gynecological table with my legs in supports. She then injected an enema into my rectum, which she sealed with a huge anal plug, and while waiting for the dreaded effect, she extracted the urethral muscle with tweezers to introduce a probe whose tip left it in a laboratory glassware. Eventually, all of my... urine, the enema was already taking effect and my terrible stomach pains were making me cling to the edges of the bed. I thought I would abort and started crying, but the nurse immediately silenced me by threatening to gag me. Finally, the nurse pulled out the catheter abruptly, which made me feel like a slap in the gut that made me forget about my stomach pain and let out a scream. Then Elisa put a ball gag on me and took me to the bathroom to make me pee, but she didn't let me sit down, only leaning me slightly so they could see the flow coming out. I didn't care about this new humiliation. Elisa removed the plug and separated my buttocks to facilitate the view. Immediately, the cathartic flow of my liquefied poop came out due to the enema, and then the nurse put it in the bidet to wash me with her hands on my pussy and ass, inserting her fingers carefully to clean meticulously. Once I was clean, they took me to a sofa in the waiting room where the imposing woman sat down, inserted the double-headed dildo into my pussy, and told me to sit on her back. Before doing so, she introduced the other end of the dildo into my anus, grabbed my breasts with her large hands with lacquered nails, and started the natural rhythm of the fuck. After a while, the doctor, already recovered and with his erect member, inserted himself into my vagina and I found myself in an attempt at a sandwich. I had to use my hand to massage my clitoris because the gynecologist's probe wasn't producing much effect. They'll think I'm behaving like the depraved person I am in family, but I didn't know what else to do, I felt humiliated and forced, but I was applying that saying 'if you can't avoid being raped, at least enjoy it'. The dildo was getting deeper into my intestines, making me feel unbalanced, with too much mass in my anus and too little in my vagina, so I felt very Uncomfortable. The nurse should have perceived it and, which I appreciated in my interior, forced a change. She extracted the dildo from her pussy, expelled the doctor from mine by inserting the extreme part she had enjoyed until then into him and forcing it all the way to the point where between my two holes, about a meter-long toy was absorbed.
I made him get down on all fours, placed his boss's little girl in my mouth, started pushing and withdrawing the dildo simultaneously in both of my orifices so that I put me at 100 and didn't delay in coming prolongedly.
In gratitude, after the weakly ejaculating type finished in my mouth, I turned to her and began eating her bald pussy as perhaps hadn't done with those of my nieces and sisters-in-law until then.
At the first orgasm I extracted from her, I felt that woman was pleasing me. At the second, I convinced myself. Her juices were as abundant as mine and more savory than those of the females in my family. At the third, I fell in love with her.
Before leaving, they put a chain linked to the ring on my clitoris with a lock at one end and some strange, voluminous, and heavy Chinese balls hanging from the other, which they didn't bother to introduce into my vaginal cavity; they left them hanging and painfully stretching my treasure while pushing me out the door almost naked and citing me for the same day of the next week.
At the elevator's alarm, I finished dressing and arranging myself, and then had to take care of the heavy balls in my vagina since without underwear they would be dangling from my clitoris all the way.
I found out those balls were special. With their movement, they emitted a strange and delicious vibration that extended throughout my belly, and when they hit each other, it was ecstasy. I had to make the trip to the car in several stages because if I hadn't had an orgasm in the middle of the street. I made the trip home trying to take All the holes I saw and, if I didn't have them, I'd stick bottles on the seat.
I had several orgasms and, miraculously, no accidents.
Once home, I was aware that with the marks I had on my buttocks after the whipping and that dangling thing attached to my clitoris, I couldn't fuck with the family member without facing many explanations.
I called everyone and told them I was indisposed, it wasn't a big deal, but maybe I wouldn't see them for a few days.
The family wasn't necessary for enjoying sex.
I found great utility in my balls jumping on the bed and practicing how the vibration extended to different organs according to the position I adopted.
It was best when I tried to introduce them into my anus, since the length of the chain gave way, and I experienced how the vibration started in my lower back and transmitted through the spinal column to my neck.
That was indescribable.
The orgasms I obtained were of an intensity and duration never experienced until now.
I thought I was going to become addicted and would give up sex with people.
However, with abuse, effectiveness also decreased.
The day before my new appointment at the gynecologist's office, my son Pablo arrived at my house with his sister-in-law Alicia, the mulatta, with the idea of teaching me how to do what they had recorded on video about our mischief in another city two weeks ago.
We didn't want to see it.
In it, you could still see how Alicia and I got out of Pablo's car, completely naked with our big pregnant bellies, in the busiest street in the city, and we started peeing standing up on the sidewalk, separating our vaginal lips so that the stream would reach a good distance, in front of the surprise and scandal of numerous passersby.
The video also reflected the insults and reproaches we were directing at each other.
Once we'd committed the feat, we got back into the car before the expected appearance of the police and escaped at full speed. speed. I'm walking back to our city, crossing another that was in a state of excitement, as Pablo kept repeating the maneuver with a variation.
Alicia stood up on her feet and mine mouth and face while I was kneeling before her.
The scandal was enormous.
Some circumspect citizens were retained at casinos.
We almost got away by a hair's breadth.
Seeing the video, Alicia heated up and started manipulating her brother-in-law's cock with one hand and my breasts with the other.
I asked if my sisters would remember who I was married to each time they looked back.
In this way, they would have to review the family book on the day they wanted to know.
My intention, if this happened, was to avoid my participation in the orgy, but I was also too hot to avoid it, so I let myself be carried away by lust and launched myself at Alicia's dark and hairy pussy.
Pablo didn't take long to notice my special Chinese balls.
He didn't look when he was giving me a blow job, but he also felt the cock vibrating in his mouth, especially when they collided violently in response to the energetic thrusts of my son's cock.
The curiosity was greater than his lividness and he decided to examine the artifact with great curiosity.
He interrogated me minutely about the sensations it produced in the vagina and intestines, showing interest in which organs were affected depending on the position adopted.
As if that weren't enough, he ended up asking why I had it locked with a permanent lock ring on my clitoris.
I got out of trouble by telling him that it was a challenge I had set for myself to see if I could withstand having it permanently, whether in the vagina, intestines or even hanging from my precious organ and without panties as I usually wore them, and that so I wouldn't have a sudden temptation to remove it, I had left the little key in the safety deposit box at the bank.
The excuse was silly, since given the pleasure they provided, it was unlikely that anyone would it would have been taken away, but it swallowed the story, maybe because it was thinking about what came next. -I'd like Alicia to try them so she can tell me her impressions, and if you don't mind, since the chain is long enough, put them in your pussy and I'll fuck you in the ass, so she'll also experience the pleasure of these balls. Not that it was a simple thing, since the conjunction of the two bellies made it difficult to deal with. In any case, after trying various positions we managed to do it by having Alicia get down on all fours and me on top of her, so my belly would rub against hers but instead it fit into the arch of her back. After a little while of inserting my son's cock in the ass and starting to pump, she delivered herself to moaning and screaming with pleasure that increased when Pablo began to mortify me at the anus with all his force, so that the blows of his hips against my buttocks sounded like lashes. Alicia didn't take long to get an orgasm and, right after, without changing position and with my intestines continuously filled by the magnificent member of my son, she introduced the balls in her ass and we continued the party. We all came simultaneously. They left afterwards, washing us together and inviting me to bring my curious balls to a family orgy next week. The next morning I went back to the disgusting doctor's office. He took away the balls and, before my protest, since I had to explain it to Pablo in Spanish, he gave me two slaps. After putting his hand inside to feel my interiorities he told me that the new twins were perfect, just like me, so we could enjoy a little of my body. I didn't have time to imagine what would come up this time because immediately appeared the enormous nurse Elisa and put a hood on me that prevented me from seeing while facilitating the preservation of my identity. On my knees, I soon noticed that several hands were feeling my stomach, genitals, breasts, and generally touching my body.
They took a long time to get into action and fucked me multiple times through all three holes, ending in a couple of different cock sandwiches.
I deduced that at least six types had fucked me.
By the last one, they removed the hood and there was only the doctor and his phenomenal nurse, who told me that due to my promiscuous and semen-soaked state, it was necessary to proceed with a thorough cleaning for hygiene reasons.
So, putting her hands to work, she inserted an enema into my anus and, while it took effect, irrigated the inside of my vagina by inserting her hand inside for maximum effectiveness.
I must admit that if I hadn't come even once during the fucking by the anonymous individuals earlier, the nurse's soft massage on my organs procured a copious secretion of fluid when I submerged myself in a succession of orgasms chained together, which, by contrast, acutely emphasized my need to evacuate my intestines.
The scene unfolded before them just like the previous time for my humiliation and, subsequently, under the excuse that Elisa was 52 years old, they injected the contents of a well-shaken bottle of cava into my anus, proceeding to drink directly from my hole when I released it.
After exhausting the cava from my intestines, Elisa inserted her fist into them with great success in providing me with a good pair of orgasms by massaging my internal organs.
I really liked that woman.
When Elisa removed her fist from my anus, the disgusting doctor took advantage of the remaining grandeur to introduce his flaccid penis and pee inside me.
Since I had only consented it once before to my twins, I quickly turned around and grabbed his testicles with the intention of causing him as much harm as possible.
He began to howl, but his nurse, undoubtedly alert, She injected something into me that left me paralyzed first and unconscious afterwards in brief moments.
Awakening, which must have been soon, I found myself restrained by the neck, wrists, and ankles on the gynecological examination table.
They had my breasts cinched at their base with a thick rubber band and my knees separated by an adjustable bar.
The doctor didn't notice that I was awake, pulled on the rings of the clamps to lengthen them, and injected several needles into them.
After dedicating himself to doing something in my vaginal lips that hurt me a lot but which attention was diverted by the nurse's pussy placed on my mouth and demanding good licks and sucks.
Without knowing what they had done to my lips, they released the restraints from the table except for one wrist, left me standing with my hands on the table and brought in the other wrist.
In this position, the doctor undid his belt and whipped me mercilessly ten times, counted five each on both thighs and ten on my kidneys.
After releasing me, they forced me to stand up, while the nurse held my hands firmly behind me, the guy removed the needles from my nipples, but when I was more careless thinking it was only that, he whipped me several times in my breasts that hurt terribly because they were numb and cyanotic due to the pressure of the boobs at their base.
Like the other time, suddenly they dismissed me.
They only left me to empty my intestines and quickly dress without being able to find out what I had this time in the pussy.
In the elevator mirror, I could check with compassion that I was wearing larger lips perforated by three transverse bars that closed them. At one end, there was a ball and at the other an orifice where another bar acted as a stopper closing the other three and this one, in turn, fixed by a small clip. This time it was worse than the previous one because I was absolutely impeded from fucking due to the vagina. Additionally, it hurt quite a bit and if that wasn't enough, I had the clitoris compressed by a rubber band going through behind the ring that was keeping it totally inflamed and purple. I couldn't remove it yet because my stomach was blocking my view and I had to go like that until I got home where I could get rid of the rubber band with the help of a mirror and the tip of a razor, at risk of damaging my little thing. When the blood circulation returned to my beloved bulge which provided me so much satisfaction, I suffered unbearable pains that made me think about the revenge I would take on that nasty guy. The day after the orgy, I called Pedro's house where it was planned, to warn them that I found myself indisposed and couldn't attend, regretting it a lot. Pedro got upset because Pablo had talked to him about balls and, like him, he had great curiosity about them. I found myself without balls and unable to justify their loss, with my vagina used for fifteen days, with my ass and thighs scratched by welts that would last at least a week. How was I going to justify so much sexual abstinence? Analyzing these difficulties and imagining future prospects, in which I saw myself converted into the doctor's slave, I decided to tell my sons about my distress. I called them and they came home where I told them all my humiliation with the gynecologist, which made them very indignant and decided to give him a lesson immediately. It wasn't immediate because when examining my vaginal lock, their instruments got stuck and I had to relieve them with my mouth and anus. On the way to the consultation, they tried to convince me not to get rid of that rubber band because it was giving my vagina a special charm, which once I got the key, I could put and take at will, but when I just wanted them to fuck my ass, I would put it in and thus they would understand without words my desires and it would add an extra morbidness to their own mother's fuck. They wanted to give me some rings to take advantage of the perforations made by the doctor to make my lips look more beautiful when I didn't wear the lock. They insisted so much that they finally convinced me. To make time until the patients left, we went into a nearby sex shop where they bought some things and got me the rings for my labial vagina, a bit thick for my taste, because it would look like a very loaded pussy, but they didn't think that way. They also bought me a nice leather bra without cups that would accentuate my large and hanging breasts, creating a great contrast with my swollen belly and showing off my nipple rings shamelessly. They burst into the consultation when the patients had left, surprised the scoundrels, tied them up with handcuffs on their wrists and ankles, and put ball gags in their mouths. Then they undressed them. The doctor got a rosary of increasingly thicker balls inserted into his anus each time, which would then stop abruptly. They hit him numerous times and left him with a pretty battered butt. After that, they gave both of them a large enema and inserted an enormous plug. Pablo dedicated himself to giving the doctor a series of strong lashes all over his body, including his penis and testicles, and Pedro took care of giving the same treatment to the woman's immense breasts and vagina. I let Pablo have his way but prevented Pedro from getting carried away, since, lacking a doctor and not wanting to risk it with another one, I wanted the nurse to attend me during childbirth, plus having other more pleasant plans that included her expertise in handling my intimate cavities. After the lashings, they put an argon ring with a spring-loaded mechanism without a key around the scrotum behind the testicles. He would have to find a locksmith to take it off. They took the rings off the nurse.
Her vaginal lips were replaced by enormous iron ones equally unmovable, making her bleed brutally as they perforated. They locked together with a large and heavy chain. After pissing in the doctor's mouth and they in the nurse's, we left without recovering the coveted Chinese balls and the key to the demi-pussy lock, threatening them with worse if we ever heard from them again. She would have news of mine, I thought to myself. From then on, in the family's sexual encounters, I started introducing sadomasochistic games gradually.
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