"The family ball" - читать интересную книгу автора (Jacobs Mark)

CHAPTER FOUR

After they'd sucked and fucked, Janet felt so close to her mother that she didn't want there to be any more secrets between them. But when her mother didn't volunteer any information about her mysterious sex life, Janet held back with the truth about her own erotic experiences.

Indeed, Sandra's last warning to her daughter before they dressed was, "I'm counting on you to stay a virgin, dear, when it comes to boys. If you get the itch, I'll take care of it for you."

"And what about you, Mom, when you're on the loose?" Janet boldly asked, making one last attempt to draw her mother out.

"You just watch your step, young lady, and I'll manage my own affairs," Sandra snapped, her first harsh words since she and Janet had recognized their attraction for one another.

So, despite all they'd done to each other in bed, Janet was left feeling a distance between her mother and herself. It preyed on her mind. Why, Janet wondered, should her mother keep it such a deep, dark secret who she was fucking on the side?

Early the next evening, Janet decided to find out.

Her mind was made up after a peek in her mother's special drawer. The sexy panties, the dildo and the diaphragm were gone.

"Mom's off fucking!" Janet gasped with excitement. "I'll bet my life she'd not at church tonight."

Like a detective, Janet sifted through her mother's belongings for a clue. It seemed hopeless, though. Then, just when she was ready to give up, Janet found something that made her pulse race.

It was just a matchbook. But Janet reasoned, why would her mother have it unless she'd been to the place it advertised, namely, the No Tell Adult Motel. This, Janet knew in her bones, was it. The address was across town. First she called a cab, then waiting for its arrival, she went into her room and broke into her piggy bank for the fare.

A half an hour later, she was there. It didn't take her long to spot the family station wagon in the parking lot. The space designated the corresponding room number as 16-B.

It was on the second story, up the stairs. Janet climbed them, then went around the corner on the balcony until she stood before the right door. Of course it would be locked. But Janet had watched enough cop shows to know that a simple piece of plastic could trip most locks. After digging into her wallet, she used her student-body card for the job.

The room was dark, except for the glow of the television set. And not only was the sloshing waterbed all the way over in the far corner, far from the door, the moaning couple on it were far too wrapped up with other to pay any attention to anything but themselves. Janet slipped in unnoticed, having kicked off her shoes as silently as she breathed.

There was a closet halfway between the door and bed, which seemed to offer a good view of the latter. Janet melted into the concealing space and prepared to have her mind blown.

The TV set was hung on brackets above the waterbed. Now Janet could see the screen. It was filled with the vibrant closeup of a cock fucking into a pussy.

"Dirty movies," she said, to her self, realizing that piping in porno on closed circuit was part of what made the No Tell an adult motel.

However, it wasn't the fucking on TV which interested Janet. She was here because of the real-life people on the bed. And they were going at it hot and heavy, if Janet's ears didn't deceive her.

Unfortunately, though, Janet couldn't see what she heard, the bed cloaked in murky shadows. Then catching a glint from above, she looked up and saw plenty. There was a ceiling mirror, capturing more than enough light from the TV to reflect the action from below.

The man, whoever he was, fucked into Sandra from behind. As his prick flashed in and out of her mother's cunt, Janet could see that he was definitely hung. This pleased her. With the piece of ass her mother was, it would've been a shame had she settled for anything but a guy with a big cock to fuck her the way she deserved to be fucked.

So at least this far, Janet approved. She was getting more than a little bit hot just from watching. When she felt the stickiness between her legs, she automatically slipped her hand into her jeans and moistened her fingertips with her leaking pussy.

"I guess I'm jealous," she admitted to herself. "If only Mom would deal me in on this, I'd be up there on the bed with the two of them so fast, it'd make everybody's heads swim."

For the time being, though, all she could allow herself was her hand on her cunt. But, soon, even that was a risk. For, in combination with the fucking she watched in the overhead mirror, it had brought her to the brink of coming right put loud.

Janet knew that she ought to cool herself down by looking away from the mirror and getting her hand away from her cunt. Otherwise, the moan of orgasmic pleasure threatening to surface seemed bound to tip off her presence. But she was too far gone, as the irresistible beginnings of a climax invaded her loins. She thought with her finger fucked cunt now instead of her brain. It felt so good.

"Can't help it," Janet whispered almost too loudly, and knowing that next time her voice would carry like a shot in the dark. She was just not the kind of girl who could come in silence.

On their own, her fingers dug even deeper into her explosive pussy. And her eyes fed her runaway senses by feasting on the graphic dog-fucking reflected in the overhead mirror.

"Shit, I'm coming!" Janet helplessly declared with a hiss. "Coming sooooo much!"

Dumb luck, however, was with Janet. Just as she'd cried out with orgasm, her dog-fucked mother did exactly the same thing. And Sandra's blurt of passion was the louder of the two. It drowned out Janet's, giving her eavesdropping daughter a new lease on her hiding place.

"Ahhh, mmm, yesss, what coming! What a fuck!" Sandra bubbled on, continuing after her daughter had managed to quiet down. "Can't get enough! All I want is more, more, more!"

Clearly, she was going to get it. The pumping sound of the cock in her cunt increased with rhythmic intensity. So did the sloshing of the waterbed, as it was overworked to an even greater degree by the man and woman fucking on it.

Aware she'd been saved from detection only by sheer chance, Janet vowed to control her urges from this point on. After all, she lectured herself, the point in being here wasn't catching up on her orgasms. She was supposed to be finding out the truth about her mother.

"Like I told you, I need more," Sandra now prodded the mystery man who fucked her from the rear. "More than just your cock in my cunt."

The man reached for something. Then it was out in the open, bathed in the glow from the TV set as he held it up. Looking on, Janet would've recognized it anywhere.

"The dildo," she whispered at the sight of the substitute hard-on with which she and her mother had previously fucked one another's pussy and ass.

"Put it in me," Sandra impatiently demanded of her lover. "Put that monster in me as deep as you've got your cock in my cunt."

And now the dildo's blunt knob was guided toward mashing contact with the puckered dent of the woman's asshole, located just a notch away from Sandra's already dog-fucked cunt.

"Hurry, hurry!" she pleaded. "Give it to me right where I shit!"

And from the closet, Janet stared up at the mirror and watched inch after inch of the vinyl prick disappear into the eager chute of her mother's ass.

"Two cocks at once," Janet sighed with envy. "Now that's really getting fucked. Wish it were me."

Then Sandra's stud began alternating strokes with his real cock in her pussy and the store-bought variety up her ass. In response, Sandra swung her hips in a wide circle and rocked on her knees, getting the most friction possible from the pair of thrusting fuck tools.

"Love it, love it?" Sandra cried. "A woman wouldn't have two holes between her legs if she wasn't supposed to get fucked in both of them!"

"But most chicks don't try it at the same time," her busy lover chuckled between ramming cock-surges.

Sandra moaned back, "That's 'cause most of us don't have a man in the family who understands how horny a woman can be."

And overhearing this telling exchange, Janet was suddenly as tense as a coiled spring.

"In the family?" she breathlessly repeated. "Yeah, you're lucky to have me around, now that's a fact," the man on the bed answered Sandra.

And for the first time, Janet recognized the familiar sound of his voice. It had been there all along, she supposed, but she hadn't picked up on it for obvious reasons.

"No, it can't be. Just can't be," Janet muttered, trying to talk herself out of it. "Not Mom and I…"

But it was.

"Ed!" Sandra abruptly blurted out her brother's name, as if on cue.

"What's the problem, Sis?" Janet's uncle answered.

"I think there's somebody in here with us. Watching us fuck," Sandra whispered. "I swear I just saw something move over in that closet."

"Aw, you're crazy, Sis," Ed scoffed. "The shadows are playing tricks on you."

"I'm not kidding," Sandra insisted. "I tell you, I saw it."

"Then shut your eyes and it'll go away, Sis. Just think about how good it's gonna feel when I give you my cum. 'Cause my damned prick's ready to blow."

"Well, mmmm, why didn't you say so, stud," Sandra sighed, relaxing immediately. "If anybody really is watching, we'll give 'em a show."

"That a girl," Ed answered. "Where do you want my jizz this time, Sis?"

"All over me," Sandra readily answered. "My face. My tits. My belly and my thighs. Give me a bath, Eddie, a bath. Come on me from head to toe."

"Then you've gotta turn over."

"Already doing it," Sandra said, beginning to shift her body from a kneeling to a sprawling position.

Ed's cock and the dildo popped out of Sandra's cunt and asshole in the process, giving Janet a good look from the closet at the twin instruments of pleasure. It was a toss-up as to which fuck tool was biggest. And having been fucked by each of them, herself, in separate sessions with her uncle and mother, Janet couldn't help feeling left out.

"Damn, before this is over," Janet vowed under her breath, "I'm going to get my share. Mom's got to find out sooner or later that I'm not cherry with guys. And there's no better time than tonight!"

Meanwhile, Sandra had completed rolling over. Reclining with her ass dug into the waterbed, she'd spread her legs like an angel's wings. Then she folded them around Ed as his prick re-entered her pussy. The dildo she took charge of herself, massaging her tits with the funky length of the ass-fucked device.

"In and out, back and forth as fast as you can fuck my cunt," Sandra urged her brother, pushing back with every cock-thrust. "Fuck the hell out of my pussy to make yourself come as quick and hard as you can."

"Don't worry, Sis, I'll give you all the jizz you can handle," Ed promised. "Your tight cunt's making sure of that."

And looking on, Janet had to admit, despite her envy, that her mother and uncle were sexual perfection together. The eruption of Ed's cock would be like a painter's signature at the bottom of an artistic masterpiece, the final touch.

"Come, come, come for Mom now," Janet said, offering her uncle unheard advice. "Give her all the jizz she needs from your big, spurtig prick."

As if on cue, Ed promptly yanked his prick from Sandra's cunt. He aimed it at her face, ready to shoot its load.

"Letting go, Sis!" he grunted. His loins flexed with orgasmic effort, pulling him forward so his prick's swollen knob was just shy of Sandra's nose.

Sandra just had time to reach out with her tongue and flick at the notch of Ed's cockhead. It was the same as lighting a match to a can of gasoline – explosion!

"So hot! So sweet! Such hot, sweet cum!"

Sandra gurgled, as her brother's climaxing prick sprayed her features point blank.

Some of the jism was lapping by her swishing tongue. More splattered from ear to ear, then dribbled down her cheeks and chin.

"Now on my titties!" she excitedly told her brother, while his wick kept unloading for her.

Ed aimed lower on command. Quickly, Sandra's tits were crisscrossed with liquid slashes of male juice that were even whiter than her tit-flesh. She smeared it around by using the dildo like a rolling pin on her tits.

Meanwhile, her brother dipped his squirting cockhead to her belly, training it on her navel. The small dent swiffly overflowed, the excess running sideways into the creases of the small roll of fat around Sandra's middle.

Next, his cum-supply almost drained, Ed shifted his prick to the well of his sister's crotch to finish coming. Wagging his squirting fuck tool from side to side, he splattered Sandra's inner thighs with cream, with a connecting ribbon of it across her shaved cunt.

Then Ed was spent, his overworked cock dripping and losing size. Sandra, though, still had some tricks left in her. The dildo remained in her possession, and while her brother watched, she guided it down her sticky body, coating its surface with cum. By the time she pointed it head-first between her legs, she had a greasy fucktool to work with.

"Ahhhh," Sandra moaned. "Don't wanna stop! Never wanna stop!"

"What're you gonna do, Sis?" Ed asked with amusement. "Keep fucking yourself with that thing until I get my hard-on back and give you the real goods again?"

"Doesn't make any difference to me," Sandra teased. "Fucking's fucking when a woman's as horny as I am. And at least a dildo never gets soft. It's always stiff for my ass and pussy."

"Know what I ought to do, Sis?" Ed said with a smirk. "Ought to teach you a lesson by splitting right now and leaving you alone with that damned thing. Gall your bluff."

"I've got a better idea," Sandra shot back. "Why don't you teach me a lesson by showing me who's boss? Go ahead, I dare you. Take this hunk of plastic away from me and replace it with something better, if you've got the balls."

"Sounds a little like rape to me," Ed snickered.

"I'm game, if you are."

Ed's cock abruptly twanged back at a jutting angle from his crotch. "That give you an answer, Sis?" he said.

"Not bad for starters. But you'll still have to take this away from me," Sandra taunted, jiggling the dildo in her ass.

"You asked for it, Sis."

Ed slapped her hand away from the exposed part of the dildo. Then he yanked the rest of it from her ass so forcefully that the vinyl cockhead popped when it left Sandra's tight shit chute.

Ed brought his free hand down like a shovel against the side of his sister's face, smacking her hard. She squealed with joy, asking for a repeat performance. Ed eagerly cooperated, thoroughly enjoying himself.

When he'd slapped Sandra around enough to reduce her to happy tears, Ed grabbed her arms and he pinned them over her head. In the process the dildo was finally thrown aside, no longer a factor for brother and sister as they played at rape. His flesh-and-blood cock plunged into her waiting cunt and they fucked, meat against meat.

However, although the discarded dildo had now been forgotten by Ed and Sandra, it didn't go ignored by Janet flung from the bed, the vinyl prick had rolled to within inches of the closet. Janet could easily reach down and pick it up.

"Why not?" she asked herself, as the idea took hold. "If I'm going to come out of the closet, I might as well do it in style."

With her uncle and mother fucking furiously in the midst of their make-believe rape, Janet had no trouble going unnoticed when she scooped up the dildo. Then back in the closet, she prepared to use it to what she hoped was her advantage.

Off came her clothes, and it felt so good to be naked at last in this atmosphere of raw sex. Then she stepped into the straps of the dildo, drawing it up her legs to her crotch. The closet was dark, but when the device was securely in place with its base snug on her cunt, Janet didn't need light to experience the jutting power between her thighs.

"Now that's a hard-on," she chuckled, stroking the massive fucktool. "Uncle Ed might think he's gotten rid of the competition, but you can't keep a good cock down."

Then Janet left the closet and crossed the room. Fucking nonstop, her uncle and mother were unaware of the movement in the darkness. For the moment, all that mattered to him was his cock in her pussy, as if they were in a world of their own.

But with a flick of a switch from the intruder in their midst, their world was suddenly aglow. Startled by the light, Ed and Sandra froze in mid-fuck, resembling a sculpted display of erotica.

"What the…" Ed gulped, only his eyes moving while he scanned the room.

"Damn you, I told you there was somebody in the room," Sandra angrily reminded her brother, her eyes also on the prowl while she remained pinned beneath Ed.

They couldn't see anything, though, because Ed's back was turned to the intruder, and he, in turn, blocked his sister's view. Up toward the mirror they looked, where a view of the entire room was reflected from the ceiling.

And there she was, as though suspended above them – Janet. Naked, her hands were on her hips, her tits thrusting from her chest, and hung at the crotch with almost a foot of rigid cock.

"Jesus Christ!" Ed blurted, blinking at the obscene image with disbelief. "This isn't happening!"

Sandra, however, had abruptly become eerily calm. "Oh, it's real all right," she told her awe-struck brother. "Just keep your eyes on that mirror and you'll see how real."

Then, with a wriggle, Sandra was out from under her brother, leaving his deflated cock dangling. She went straight to Janet, who was hopeful but not quite sure what to expect.

"I can explain everything, Mom." Janet spoke for the first time, thinking she owed her mother at least this much.

"Save it for later," Sandra briskly answered. "It won't change anything now."

"Then?" Janet anxiously asked a one-word question that said volumes about how horny she was.

Her mother replied with commanding silence, using her hypnotic eyes to lower her daughter to the floor. Janet didn't stop until she was flat on her back, with the dildo standing straight up from her crotch the way a real hard-on – never could.

Next her mother straddled her, dropping to her knees so her shaved cunt was just inches above the head of the dildo. When Sandra dipped, her pussylips clasped the waiting knob of the vinyl prick and seemed to suck it inside.

Now Sandra purred aloud to Janet, "You're hung with the cock, honey, but Mama's going to do the fucking."

Sandra slid down the standing dildo, taking every inch straight up her cunt. Then her ass moved in a lazy circle. And Janet, feeling the friction as though the dildo were truly her God-given cock, felt for certain that she'd done the right thing.