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Chapter 14: Part 2: Deeper into the Abyss
He tested a shallow thrust; the tight, pulsing wall unlike the front thrilled him.
Pinned under Xiaoyu, Chen Fang, face turned, watched the entire opening of Wang Li's back gate.
The sight devastating.
Pain and ecstatic thrill on Wang Li's face; her muffled moans and shameless urging; Xiaokai's hungry, claiming eyes… A surge like magma mixed terror, nausea and a deep taboo arousal blew from Chen Fang's belly.
Her core cinched; hot juices flooded coating Xiaoyu's driving shaft.
"Uh… Mom… why… suddenly so wet?" Xiaoyu groaned jerking harder. He followed her gaze saw the anal opening scene and his eyes darkened further.
With finger and lube, Wang Li's ring relaxed some.
Unable to wait, Xiaokai withdrew his finger, slicked tip to shaft, and pointed his raging rod at the tiny, pink opening.
"Mom… I'm going in…" His voice trembled with thrill and a faint edge of nerves.
"Ah… slow… son… slowly…" She clutched the sofa, body taut.
Breath deep his hips eased bulging head slid, with heat and lube, inch by inch through the gripping ring forcing it open, wedging into the hot, tight channel.
"Ah !!! Hurts… so much… Xiaokai… slow…" she screamed body arching sweat beading her brow.
The forced stretch ripping pain beyond what she imagined.
"Mom… so tight… killing me…" he gasped head buzzing resisting the urge to pound sliding in hard, slowly, until buried to the hilt.
He paused to let her adjust.
While Wang Li panted through the invasion, Xiaoyu's cold voice sounded: "Move aside." He worked behind Xiaokai eyes on Wang Li's back gate, ballooned by Xiaokai's rod, and the dripping cleft below.
A deeper, sicker possessiveness and urge to ruin swelled.
He gripped his shaft and, without hesitation, lined up the slick front gate and slammed to the hilt.
"Ah !!!!!" Wang Li's scream peaked.
Front and back, both crammed full by two thick rods.
Unimaginable fullness, tearing and total, annihilating possession swamped her in a tsunami.
She felt split in two soul shoved free.
"Fuck! So fucking tight!" both boys growled in bliss.
Her front and back seized and milked wildly two tight mouths sucking hard.
The double cinch's pleasure unprecedentedly intense.
After the first searing pain, a flood bitter pain married to toppling bliss tore through her.
Her mind shattered under sensory barrage.
"Ah… ah… I'm dying… sons… Xiaoyu… you've wrecked Mommy… front… back… both… split… ah… so full… Mommy… Mommy is flying… ah… harder… kill your slutty Mommy… make Mommy… your… personal cum-toy… ah !!!" she shrieked wantonly, trembling, convulsing under the two-pronged assault core and gut in spasms liquid juices and gut gushed.
She came like never before soul outside her body.
Chen Fang "abandoned" by Xiaoyu slumped on the carpet watching Wang Li double-stuffed crying and peaking again and again.
The image crushed her.
Wang Li's pain-pleasure mask; her beyond-morality lines; those two rods driving in and out terror and nausea mixed with tabooed arousal pummeled Chen Fang again.
Her path itched with emptiness; fluids surged free.
She couldn't stop one hand dove to rub the hard pearl another pinched her nipples moans with tears: "Ah… ah… so intense… Wang Li… being… being taken by two… ah… me too… so itchy… inside… so empty…" She writhed, and the savage visual with self-play hurled her into a fierce climax spraying the carpet.
After long frenzy in Wang Li's double gates, both boys shot flooding her womb and her gut.
The double internal spurt sent her convulsing again flopping like a fish collapsed.
Released, both glanced in tacit accord at Chen Fang still trembling in self-peak cleft muddy.
Xiaoyu moved first.
He crouched cold fingers to the untouched, tight little ring.
Chen Fang tried to curl away he pinned her.
"Mom, your turn." No refusal allowed.
He grabbed the lube slathered his hand and, ignoring her pleas, pushed slick fingers into the tightly sealed entrance.
"Ah! No… Xiaoyu… don't… not there… dirty… ah…" she screamed back gate torn pain and shame wracked her.
Expressionless, he worked the lube and muscle feeling resistance and heat; he looked at Xiaokai. "You take the front."
Unable to wait, Xiaokai spread her and drove into the dripping, hungry cleft.
"Urr ah !" Her cry broke on the penetration.
As Xiaokai slid home, Xiaoyu aimed his shaft at the loosened, slicked ring and slammed to the hilt.
"Ah !!!!!" Her scream tore the room.
Front and back both stuffed.
Unimaginable fullness and tearing totaled swallowing her whole.
Body and soul ripped apart.
"Fuck! Tight!" "Killing me!" both boys gasped in bliss.
Her gates seized and milked madly riling the boys higher.
After the first blaze of pain a flood like Wang Li's washed her.
Under two unsynced jackhammers front and back her mind broke.
No more cries no more fight only dying-animal moans and wanton yelps: "Ah… ah… you're killing me… son… Xiaokai… front… back… all… wrecked… ah… so full… Mommy… Mommy is your… slut… cum-toilet… ah… harder… ruin me… ah !!!" She crested blankly convulsing losing control juices and gut fluid spraying.
Chaos peaked beyond order beyond imagination.
Between thrusts:
Wang Li crawled to Xiaoyu to take his drooling shaft in her mouth working, even deepthroating.
Xiaokai forced Chen Fang to lick the base slick with juices or suck his fingers.
Chen Fang, in collapse, was guided by Wang Li to lick Xiaoyu's nipples or the sweat on his abs.
Xiaoyu ordered Wang Li to lick Chen Fang's double-stuffed muddle.
Wang Li and Chen Fang were stacked in 69 Wang Li eagerly tongued Chen Fang's cleft and ring fingering too; Chen Fang, in gale-forced confusion, was made to lick Wang Li's muddy gate as well.
The brothers rotated double-gate sessions sometimes Xiaoyu double-stuffed Wang Li while Xiaokai double-stuffed Chen Fang; sometimes both filled one for the extreme cinch; sometimes all four stacked wilder still (Xiaoyu in Wang Li's cleft, Xiaokai in her back gate, while Chen Fang was taken from behind atop Wang Li).
The room filled with lines not fit for ears:
Wang Li: "Ah… sons… wreck Mommy… mold Mommy's pussy and ass to your shape… ah… shoot it in… fill Mommy… flood her gut… ah… Mommy will bear you… a nest of brats…"
Chen Fang: "Ah… Xiaoyu… Xiaokai… killing Mommy… front… back… both yours… ah… so deep… to Mommy's womb… my gut… pierced… ah… shoot… give Mommy all your semen… Mommy will drink… will eat…"
Xiaoyu: "Slut! Clamp down! Yeah suck like that… clamp your mom's ass tighter for me!… Wang Li… your slutty pussy… sucks me so good… scream louder!"
Xiaokai: "Auntie… your ass… tighter than the front… fuck… so good!… Mom… your tits… make me dizzy… let me bite!"
Semen like cheap gifts swapped and streamed across four bodies.
Every peak poured scalding into womb or gut.
Wang Li's and Chen Fang's wombs and intestines became vessels for boyish seed filled and overflowing.
Carpet, sofa walls splashed white.
Wang Li even produced a super-high-vibration egg, packed into herself or a dazed Chen Fang (sometimes two) maxed so the shiver married the pounding to trigger still crazier peaks.
Sometimes she tied Chen Fang's wrists with stockings to layer the control's thrill.
At last, the body-burning, boundless marathon ended in exhaustion.
The suite defied "wrecked" more like a ruin razed by a storm of lust.
The stench semen, juices, gut, sweat clotted the air.
Expensive furniture and carpet soaked and stained unrecognizable.
They lay like ruined dolls souls gone on floor or sofa without strength to lift a finger.
Only heaving chests and ragged breaths proved life.
Wang Li, on the sofa's edge, wore after-debauch satisfaction and blankness dried white at her lips.
Xiaokai slept on the carpet boyish smile of carelessness.
Xiaoyu sat slumped by the cleanest wall eyes empty to the ceiling no expression only bottomless void and fatigue as if the one who drove the frenzy was a cold machine.
Chen Fang curled in the farthest corner face pressed to the filthy carpet still twitching faintly.
A vast emptiness and a glacial sense of having her soul torn, defiled, and tossed froze her through.
Tears were gone only numb despair.
She had tasted Wang Li's "letting go" and "enjoyment" even joined in the ultimate desecration beyond all bonds.
But on the ruin of this revel, she felt no "open sky" only deeper stillness darker, more hopeless an abyss called "eternal descent."
The camp's suite had become their altar of sacrificed souls and the day-and-night-long four-way chaos their last revel and an eternal curse as they fell into hell.
Sunlight was still bright yet could never reach this room devoured by desire and sin.
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