FATAL BIRTHDAY PARTY  
By Sgjc883@aol.com
A mature beauty, a birthday wish, a broken body


Allison pulled the eager young man closer to her and kissed him full on the
lips. With a giggle she pulled him on to her, her short skirt riding up her
milky white thighs as she fell back. She worked her tongue deep into his
mouth. She giggled inwardly to herself as she felt his existed body tense in
sexual excitement. She grabbed the side of his head and pulled his face away
from hers. She studied his flush features, sexual lusting etched all over his
face. She thrust her full lips back onto his and drove her tongue deep back
into his mouth. The sofa creaked a little to their sexual gymnastics

A knock at the door stops both of them in their tracks. Allison pushes him
away with a cheerful huff and springs to her feet, smoothing down the hemline
of her short skirt. She looks down at her red-faced guest and sighs then skips
over to the front door.

She opens it and greets a second young man with a full kiss. He is holding an
open can of beer in one hand and the remaining six pack in the other. The kiss
finishes and he gives her an arrogant ‘Hi’

He walks past her and into the cottage. The first guy raises to his feet and
catches the six pack flung at him. With one fluid motion he tears away one can
and opens it, throwing the others on to the sofa. As the two young guns meet
they meet hit cans and high five. Then with arrogant leers they both turn to
face Allison who is walk towards them. They look at each other and smile as
she approaches before both grabbing her with lustful intent. Allison plays
along with their game. To an outside she would appear in peril as the two
young men now start to slowly tear at her clothes. They push her onto the
sofa, their manner of an expectant gangbang. Allison still unconcerned plays
along although not really comfortable with the situation she knows she must
play along in order to get her real Birthday present. The two boys fueled by
drink intensify their fondling their states of sexual excitement heightened by
their supposed young victim’s willingness to go along with their plan. Allison
becomes a little more uncomfortable as their hands and tongues press further
into her.

She is relieved to hear a key in the front door as it not only heralds the
star of the show but also restricts her two would be molester in their tracks.
Margaret opens the front door and walks in. She has a magnificent carriage
about her as only she can. She turns to close the door. Her tailored business
suit jacket enhancing the broad flare of her shoulders. Her respectfully short
skirt just above the knee showing off her deep tanned legs. Her calves thick
and full pumped hard by her high heels

‘Well now’ she growls ’what do we have hear then’

You if there would sense a chilling finality to that line as she shuts the
front door and turns to face her daughter and the two young men. They
incisively release their respective holds on Allison and sit back further onto
the sofa. Margaret strides purposefully towards them stopping about eight feet
in front of the sofa. She rests her hands on her hips, her tight fitting
jacket button straining to stay fastened. The deep vee of her full equally
deep tanned breasts oozing provocatively between her jacket lapels. She
surveys the three faces staring up at her. Both young men look startled taken
aback by the striking features and strident confidence of the rather majestic
woman standing before them. Between them Allison sat in expectant delight,
feasting on her beautiful Mother admiring her, her mind already racing at the
forthcoming scenario. Her crouch already is starting to moisten at the
prospect of watching her Mother in action. Margaret can sense her daughters
growing lust and gives her a knowing wink as she loosens her jacket button and
slips off her jacket. Her upper body taut with full dense muscle. Rope like
veins snake and weave all over her broad shoulders mighty upper arms and down
her forearms. Each muscle is cut, clearly defined in stark contrast to her
heavy breasts, which are full feminine orbs. They are held firm against her
broad chest by a straining sports type bra who’s thin straps fade into almost
insignificance by the vigorous width of her wide shoulders. The tense silence
is broken by the gentle sound of Margaret’s jacket flopping onto the floor.
Margaret fixes her stare at the bigger of the two young men. Their arrogance
now evaporated by the sight and presence of this awesome muscle woman.

‘Having fun were we boys’ she challenges the two young men ‘looking for a
gooood time’

She pauses to loosen the waistband of her skirt and with a seductive wiggle
lets it fall past her hips and onto the floor. There's a silent gasp around
the room as her awesome full thighs are revealed. Pronounced muscle mass swell
and quiver with deadly power along the full length of her long leg in an
intoxicating mix of beautiful shapely elegance and raw brutal power. A small
white thong hugs her crotch. Its brightness contrasting perfectly with the
health looking deep tan. In one final act of preparation Margaret kicks off
shoes. Tanned and honed she stands before them primed and ready. Allison moans
softly and grinds her hips softly she bites lustfully into her hand unable to
cope with her rapidly boiling pussy. The sight of her awesome mother preparing
for action burns her

‘I love a good time too’ Margaret breathes at the shocked and shaken young man

With that she grabs a handful of his tee shirt and heaves him to his feet, she
delivers a series of alternating back and forehand slaps across his face.
Easily flicking his head from side to side with their shear power. Margaret
rotates slightly and with a final powerful backhand slap hits the young man
out of her grip and spiraling across the room. She turns to catch the second
man as he stands to come to the aid of his friend. Margaret grabs his head and
drives her muscular thigh hard into his soft midriff driving the air from his
body, paralyzing him with its sheer force. A second equally powerful strike
buries deep into his torso damaging internal organs lifting him off his feet.
A whooshing gasp forced from his body. Margaret pauses gripping his stunned
weight and looks down at her daughter. She’s open mouthed, her eyes slightly
closed, approaching an orgasm. Margaret turns away pulling her victim with
her. She holds him bend double in front of her, he’s gasping trying to reflate
his lungs with air. Margaret turns back to her daughter and their eyes meeting
in a lustful stare. Without looking away from Allison Margaret snarls and
powers her knee up into the face of her trapped foe. Her tense forearms hold
his head rigid as her knee smashes into his head mashing his features into and
instant bloody mess. Another knee drives his head from her. A gory arc of
blood and spittle sprays from his badly damaged face. He flies back towards
his fallen friend landing on top of his groaning body. Margaret turns her
attention to her daughter. She pushes her back onto the sofa and reaches her
strong hand between her soft milky white pure thighs. She grabs the now wet
fabric of her daughter’s pants and rips them clean off her pumping crouch.
That final act of power from her Mother brings Allison full on and still
biting her hand she writhes to a deep blown orgasm. Margaret’s hand works
around her mound milking her extracting every drop of pleasure from it. She
then pulls her hand from her mouth and plants her own full lips against
Allison’s. Margaret probes her tongue deep into Allison’s mouth in one long
erotic kiss. She pulls away leaving Allison loose mouthed, panting, her chest
heaving. Margaret pulls her hand away from Allison’s pussy and looking her
straight in the eye tastes her juice, not as sweet as her own but good.
Allison face crumples as she feels a second coming

‘Oh my God’ she groans as she starts to twitch uncontrollably

Margaret sensing her daughters state flexes powerful in front of her. Erotic
hard pumped muscle swell over her upper body

‘Yeeeeeessssss’ gasps Allison as the sight of her Godesslike Mother brings
another orgasime pulsing through her body

Margaret grins and turns back to the blooded groaning mass of manhood on the
other side of the room. She strides over to them. Reaching down she grabs a
generous handful of their hand in each hand. She smashes their heads together
then stops to admire her handiwork. Their features are both wreaked and bloody
a grizzly testament to this woman’s lethal power. Satisfied she locks one head
under each arm bring her hard biceps into their vulnerable neck. She bears in
on their windpipes. She likes the feel of her granite like arm muscle gnawing
into their skin, muscle and bone, grinding them, hurting them. Both of them
weakened from the savage beating grip weakly at the strangling arm that cuts
deep into them. Both of them now aware that they are powerless in the grip of
this scantily clad mature amazon.

Margaret turns and wrestles and drags her struggling victims back to the sofa.
Allison is trying to regain her composure after experiencing two very heavy,
very luscious orgasms. The sight of her impressive Mother in action
manhandling two men with such ease however starts stirring. Margaret stands in
front of her daughter again, letting her take in the sight of the damage she’d
inflicted on these poor boys. Margaret grinds in harder on their necks bring
forth muted weak cries for mercy. Allison groans again as another orgasm
starts to build. Above the sound of their groans she can hear the soft gentle
muffled sound of ligament crushing, cartilage softly tearing. The image of
what her deadly mother’s mighty arms are doing to them fuels her further. She
looks up to admire her mature beauty of her Mothers handsome features slightly
snarled in exertion. Her shoulders bunched and full pumping working those
swollen biceps clearly distorting the necks of her victims. One trapped under
each arm helpless their faces damaged their blood dripping from them onto the
floor. Their features twisted and disfigured by the crushing force.

Margaret watches as her daughter’s hand starts to slide between her own legs
to work her aching mound still further. Margaret lifts her leg and quickly
flicks her daughter’s hand away with her foot. Even standing on just one leg
whilst strangling and crushing two men her balance is perfect.

Margaret works her big toe around then forces almost brutally into her
daughter. The delicious pain throbs through Allison’s body. Instinctively she
grabs at her mother’s mighty calf in an attempt to push out her invading toe.
Allison can hardly grip her single hand around the smooth skin that covers the
diamond shaped massive muscle. She pushes at it with here second hand but is
still unable to move the potent limb. Margaret snarls gently and pushes deeper
inside here.

‘Oh no baby’ she comforts ‘you suffer for mummy’

Allison surrenders to her mother’s power and prepares for a mighty sexual
explosion. She grips her head almost in fear for it exploding with pleasure.
She takes one final look at her mighty mother damaging two battered men before
throwing her head back

Her scream of pleasure is long, loud and exhaustive. Her whole body spasms and
bucks wildly

‘Oh God’ she repeats over and over again as wave after wave of pleasure blasts
over her.

Margaret clamps down hard on her trapped men they almost grateful slip into
painless unconsciousness. She lets them fall to the floor. She then straddles
her still writhing daughter pinning her back into the sofa. Grabbing a big
handful of her daughter’s soft blonde hair she bends her head back over the
back of the chair, her other hand reaches down and sloops into her daughters
drenched mound. Margaret fingers around her daughters wet messy crouch.
Allison still pants and bucks wildly, her sense heightened to wild levels.
Margaret bits gently into her daughter’s neck and earlobe

‘What now sweetie’ she whispers ‘would you like me to break them’

The merest thought of her Mother killing these men brings further blasts of
exotic pleasure

‘Please’ Allison manages an exhausted whisper ‘break them, break them’

Just saying the words fuels more lusty indulgence

Margaret smiles and pulls her now sticky hand from between her daughter’s
thighs. She smears the wet juice on her lips then presses them onto her
daughters, they kiss long and hard. Margaret peels herself from her heavily
sweating daughter and with a sigh turns to the pair of slumped bodies.

Reaching down she grabs the first one who’s lying face down on the carpet. She
pulls him up onto all fours and turns him to face her daughter. Margaret steps
over him and pulls him into her thighs. She hankers onto him her upper legs
swelling impressively as she squeezes into his torso. Already weakened from
the crushing neck lock his body quickly surrenders to the biting scissors of
Margaret’s full muscles in a succession of rib breaking pops. Allison watches
intently as fresh blood spews from his battered mouth and drips to the floor
in stringy lines. Margaret toys with him peppering the long brutal crush with
bolts of immense power, which make him flap weakly hanging between her legs

‘Time to go now honey’ Margaret whispers into his ear

She looks to her daughter who nods approvingly

Margaret loosens her leg crush and squats down on the small of his back. At
the same time she reaches under his chin and cupping it in both of her hands
pulls back. The effect on his back is quite frightening as it quickly bends to
an unnatural angle. The room is filled with chilling cracks and tears as
Margaret muscles devour into him. Allison marvels at the apparent ease at
which her sexy strong mother can inflict such unbridled pain. Margaret smiles
as she feels the breaking point approaching. Although this whole grizzly
scenario was for her daughter she can’t help but indulge herself in a little
macabre masturbation. And gently works her groin into his failing back.
Margaret holds that pressure perfectly ensuring maximum suffering whilst she
relieves herself. Her victim thankfully is numbed close to death is spared the
full horror of the pain being inflicted by this savage mature amazon. Finally
Margaret increases her pull well beyond the resistance of his spine which
snaps and splitters like a sappy young branch. Allison watches fascinated as
his body twitches and his eyes glaze over lifeless, she starts to feel aroused
again having just watched her mother execute a young man. His dead body flops
back to the floor and Margaret climbs off him slowly. She slides her hand
inside her own thong and runs her finger around her moist crotch. She samples
its rich tatse. She pulls down and steps out of her thong another generious
finger of nectar is collected and sampled. Allison moves in hoping for a
taste.

‘Not yet honey’ she smiles ‘One more little job yet’

And with that she falls heavily onto the remaining man quickly snaking his
neck between her legs. With ease she rolls him around the floor in her grip
tightening all the time on his neck. She finishes up lying on her back with
him on his back too. His face misshapen by the constrictive powers of
Margaret’s muscle laden thighs. She grabs his hair and pulls back on his head
working the base of his skull deeper into her juicy crotch. Margaret sighs
contentedly as she works her spot on his crushing headbone. Allison is now
excited beyond control and too drops down onto the trapped man. She rubs her
wet pussy along his twitching thighs. She comes and comes heavy, over his leg.
Margaret adjusts her grip to a figure four lock neck lock and bridges up.
Allison face is just inches from her mother’s awesome calves. She marvels as
it crushes in under his chin. Her mothers thick legs are literally pulling his
head away from his body Margaret slowly tightens the muscle noose allowing her
daughter to experience every slow lethal second. Allison pins his wrists to
the floor so that they don’t spoil her view. She needs to come again her body
crying for an end to this exotic torture. Margaret smiles watching her
daughter fight back another exhaustive orgasm. Allison rubs her now raw pussy
on his leg again she’s almost there

‘Do it mum, do it now’ she begs she can smell his death now so close to his
suffering

Margaret tightens down one last time and delights as she feels his head
dislocate from his body snapping the neck with a succulent wet snap Allison
groans again as a final orgasm rips very fibre of her body to shreds She’s too
weak to ride this one out and just collapses onto the now dead man formless
and quivering like a jelly.

Margaret falls slowly back to the floor still working the dead skull into her
spot a satisfied smile on her face

‘Happy birthday darling’ she breaths sofetly ‘hope you enjoyed your party’

Allison to weak to reply in anything over a whisper just repeats thank you
over and over again

‘My pleasure’ smiles Margaret ‘ my pleasure’ still working the head against
her throbbing spot