My lewd family

I'm 20 years old, an ordinary female college student, living in an ordinary family. My mother is an ordinary but beautiful housewife, and my father is an ordinary but handsome company executive. I was enjoying this ordinary life contentedly until one day, a man's arrival changed everything.
One night, after having dinner with friends, I returned home to find the door ajar. Knowing my father was away on a business trip and my mother was home alone, I became worried. Peeking through the crack in the door, I saw my mother, naked from the waist up, tied to a chair, with a masked man standing behind her. I immediately realized it was a burglary, but the house had clearly been ransacked. Why hadn't he left? We live in a villa, and our neighbors are far apart, so I had no choice but to call for help. But seeing my mother's full, firm breasts, I stopped for some reason.
The kidnapper began to threaten my mother, and that's when I learned he was sent by a competitor of my father's company to steal his trade secrets. Seeing that my mother didn't yield, he pulled off her skirt and underwear, intending to assault her. For some reason, my mother, who should have been terrified, seemed somewhat excited, just like me, who had witnessed everything.
The kidnapper, enraged by my mother, began to assault her. Just as I felt uneasy, my mother actively cooperated, swaying her hips as if she were yearning for it. The kidnapper untied my mother, and the two became entangled. Several minutes later, my mother was on top of the kidnapper, in control. Several more minutes later, the kidnapper gave up. I witnessed all of this in astonishment, my whole body burning with lust.
My mother eventually released the kidnapper, declaring that she knew harming others was not good for them either, and if they wanted my father's things, they had to win against her. I hid in the bushes outside, unseen by the kidnapper. I didn't return home for an hour afterward, partly to calm myself down, and partly to give my mother time to clean up.
From that day on, I realized that my mother was a slut, and therefore, I was a born whore. Even so, I didn't tell my father about my mother's secret, nor did I let my mother know that I had witnessed that battle. More than anything, I wanted to see my mother's wanton side.
I installed cameras in the house to record any possible erotic scenes. Perhaps seduced by my mother, my father's rival actually filmed groups of burly men fighting her. Yet, my mother never lost a single time. Two, three, four men. Penis, oral sex, anal sex, bondage, vibrators, stun guns. Every method of discipline I'd ever seen or never seen before was used on my mother, but in the end, she always managed to drain her opponents dry with her thirsty, lustful vagina, achieving a resounding victory. Each encounter not only fueled my intense sexual desire for my mother but also deepened my respect for her. I never imagined a born slut could protect this family.
A year passed like this, the rivals coming over a dozen times, none of them defeating my mother. And this time, they came again, leading three or four burly men, but the leader was a woman about my mother's age. This was the CEO of my father's rival company—I never expected her to be such an elegant woman. This time, she was my mother's opponent.
Both she and my mother were naked, embracing and kissing on the bed. From the beginning, I was certain this woman only wanted to use my mother to release her desires, since so many "dragons" hadn't subdued her. But after a few minutes of kissing, my mother began to resist, trying to push the female boss away, but the female boss held her head down and continued to kiss her forcefully. After that, my mother slowly gained the upper hand. My mother's eyes became glazed, her body began to writhe, and when the female boss released her, my mother gasped as if she had just finished making love, with glistening saliva on her lips. I hadn't expected the female boss's kissing skills to be so superb.
Then, without giving my mother a chance to catch her breath, the female boss turned her around and pulled her into her arms, lifting my mother's legs and pressing them under her arms, thus raising my mother's buttocks and genitals. In this shameful position, my mother clearly felt uneasy; it was the first time I had seen my mother struggle with a look of panic on her face. The female boss's fingers had already touched my mother's labia, gently rubbing them, while her other hand slowly caressed and tickled the soles of my mother's black-stockinged feet. My mother initially endured it, but soon, she began to pant softly. I knew my mother was at a disadvantage, and this was not good; I hadn't expected the female boss to be more skilled than my mother. But at this moment, I didn't choose to help my mother. Rather than my mother's safety, I was looking forward to what was to come.
After a few minutes of the female boss touching my mother's labia, she lifted the only layer of lace panties protecting my mother's genitals and inserted her fingers. My mother, being a natural-born slut, initially managed to suppress her moans, but only for a moment. As the female boss thrust rapidly, my mother immediately began to moan wildly. It was the first time I had ever heard this; it was practically a symphony of lewdness. My mother's voice had an aphrodisiac effect, like a sex drug. Soon, my mother was so aroused that she lost her senses, and finally, with a moan of orgasm, she squirted, ejaculating like semen. My mother was utterly defeated. The burly men waiting nearby surrounded her, her defenses breached, ready to completely destroy her. For the first time, she begged for mercy in despair. But this was only the beginning of hell. My mother was brutally violated by the men like a sex toy. Her once-protective vagina, conquered by the female boss, was now incredibly sensitive, gushing repeatedly under the men's relentless assault. Her invincible vagina was completely ruined, reduced to a sex toy that greedily absorbed pleasure, eroding her mind.
They fucked my mother for a full hour, leaving her covered in semen, unconscious and dazed. Instead of searching for my father's secrets, they took her away.
After that, my mother disappeared. My father was very worried, but I told him she had gone to a friend's house and there was no need to contact her. Because I knew she would come back.
Sure enough, one day, my mother returned. She couldn't wait to have sex with my father. He was clearly confused but readily agreed. My mother undressed him, then suggested trying something new. She handcuffed her father's hands and feet to the bed, then left. When she returned, the naked female boss followed her in. Her father was shocked, but I understood that her mother had been completely trained into the female boss's sex slave.
From their conversation, I learned that the female boss had tried to imprison and train her father. But unlike her mother, her father wasn't lustful, and his penis had incredible stamina; the female boss hadn't even made him ejaculate. After escaping, her father, of course, didn't tell her mother, because there wasn't enough evidence to do anything to the female boss. Unexpectedly, the female boss turned on her mother, training her into a sex toy to exploit her father. Her father was already familiar with her mother's body, and with her oral sex, his huge penis quickly became erect. Her mother, like a complete slut, slowly squatted down, swallowing her father's indestructible penis with her vagina, which had originally protected the family, then repeatedly swallowing and releasing it, repeatedly destroying its defenses. The female boss, meanwhile, used her finger techniques to play with her father's anus. Under the torment of two incredibly slutty women, the father's penis, which was impossible to force to ejaculate, became increasingly fragile. He was drenched in sweat, yet still unable to withstand the double pleasure. Soon, he groaned and begged his mother to stop. But his mother, now a bitch focused solely on sex and pleasure, had trained her husband into a rival's sex slave; this shame brought her ultimate ecstasy. Thus, she increased the frequency, and the father's erect penis was defeated, ejaculating thick semen with a roar. Both father and mother climaxed together, but the mother didn't stop, continuing to stroke him. The father cried out in pain, but immediately groaned again. With another climax, he ejaculated again. This time, the mother pulled his penis out of her body, and his semen nearly sprayed onto the roof. The mother continued to vigorously stroke his penis and glans, and the father completely collapsed, struggling desperately. But with a spasm, his semen was squeezed out again, spurting onto his face and mouth. However, this was only the beginning of hell. The mother, incredibly, sucked on the father's penis again, this time extracting his semen. The father, lost in ecstasy, could only groan. Another ejaculation followed; the father, having pent up countless desires, released another stream of semen onto his body. Another footjob, another oral sex, and the father was now moaning wildly. The penis that the female boss had once tried so hard to make ejaculate, now sprayed semen repeatedly. The once unbreakable, protective shaft of the father had become a machine of pleasure, helping the mother and the female boss to erode his reason. Finally, the father's penis went limp, unable to stand erect again. The father, covered in semen, was utterly defeated by his own wife.
My father was also taken away, but unlike my mother, he had a strong personality, making it difficult to train him into a sex slave. However, the female boss wouldn't let him off easily. Now, my father's legs are spread apart and restrained by machines, his hands are bound behind his back, and his thick penis is sucked by a tubular semen extractor. A tube connected to his mouth delivers nutrient solution, aphrodisiacs, and sperm-inducing drugs, allowing him to produce semen indefinitely. Under my mother's relentless training, my father's once indestructible penis has been ruined; now, even the slightest touch can cause him to ejaculate explosively. My father, whose stamina once far surpassed that of ordinary people, has now become a wanton semen slave capable of endless ejaculation. My father's semen can now even be sold, and my father himself can be displayed as an exhibit. He now has a new name: Ejaculation Machine. He no longer even deserves to be called human. And I, I like his new name very much, because only by becoming more and more depraved does he fit into this family. Now, my mother and I spend our days giving my father the most intense ejaculation, trying to train him into a sex slave like us as quickly as possible.
I live in a lewd family; my mother is a lewd and seductive ejaculation tool, my father is a erotic and sexy ejaculation machine, and I am a vulgar and wanton semen sex slave.

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