Arlene stood in the shadows beyond the wide beam of light that came from the open door of her son's bedroom. Never had she felt so lost and alone.
Fucking side by side on the bed were Bill and Barbara, and Judy and Jack! Her own son! Her own daughter!
None of the four was naked. Obviously they didn't intend to spend much time on the bed. They were fucking fast and hard-fucking for release only.
A choking sob of self-pity flared from deep within Arlene. Only a few months ago her life had been in perfect order – and now it had come to this. How quickly her house of security had crumbled. First her inability to refrain from increasingly hot hours of self-abuse, then the startling discovery that her moralistic husband was stealing from his company, then Ralph's seduction of her own body, the sight minutes ago of her son embracing the neighbor slut, and now… it was just too awful to comprehend.
The bedspread and blankets were tossed back over the foot of the bed. Bill was stretched out beneath Barbara, his cock sticking up through his open fly as she squirmed crouchingly down on him. Bill's impressive young erection glistened as the housewife, her miniskirt bunched up around her hips, fucked madly. Judy's worn blue jeans – the ones she continued to salvage from the throw-away box whenever Arlene tried to discard them – were lowered to her hips. Jack's jeans, too, were pushed down. His trousers bunched at his knees while his undershorts clung by their elastic waistband to his legs just below his jutting penis. Judy's bare feet were raised, shaking lustfully in the air as her boy friend drove his cock into her faster and faster.
Arlene wanted to burst into her son's bedroom and put a halt to the sexual madness. Three teen-agers and that tramp Barbara. How Arlene hated the woman. She had caused it to happen. Arlene's children would not have discovered such perversion on their own accord.
The hot gasping passion stung Arlene's ears. The four on the bed were bellowing out a storm of lust, and Arlene hated the sound more than she had ever hated anything. She hated Barbara Carter more than she had ever hated anyone. She watched as, beneath the grunting bulk of Jack, her daughter Judy moved her hips in a way only experience could have perfected. Experience? Her daughter?
Arlene fell heavily to her knees in the hallway. For some reason she could never understand, her hand slipped under her skirt to touch her soaked panties while her eyes remained hypnotically fixed on the activity on the bed.
Unaware that they were being watched, Barbara, Bill, Jack and Judy lurched and twisted in a frantic race for climax.
Barbara circled her head excitedly, sending her black hair twirling about as she jerked her hips and dug her knees into the mattress.
"Oh, Billy!" she wailed. "Fuck me! Oh, look! Look how your sister's getting fucked!"
Bill gazed with hazed eyes at his sister, two feet away, who was lifting her buttocks far off the mattress and mashing her pelvis into Jack's.
"I'm going to come!" Judy cried. "I feel so crazy – it's going to start! Oh! Oohhh! Keep fucking!"
The bed sang in agonized rhythm as the two couples slammed their sex-maddened bodies into the mattress.
Judy threw her legs out wide and teased her short-clipped fingernails across Jack's biceps. His arms were straight pillars supporting himself so his weight didn't crush the writhing girl beneath.
"Oh, oh wow!" Judy cried. "Jack! It's so good!" Had she known her mother was watching her at that very moment, she couldn't have stopped.
Nothing could thwart her orgasm which was almost upon her. She raised up fiercely off the bed, grinding her gooey pubic mound against Jack's. She whimpered mindlessly. His hot erection throbbed within her pussy, and she could feel each involuntary spasm of the rod as he drove it into her. His face was twisted in pleasant agony, and Judy knew from past experience that her boy friend was going to come any minute. She wanted his hot sperm to splash into her seeping crevice. Her thighs ached, her belly screamed for release. Her own wheezing breath mixed with his, and with her brother's and Barbara's. It was all so fantastically exciting.
Now oblivious to the teen-age couple next to her on the bed, Barbara concentrated on her own blazing lust. She gazed down at the sex-crazed face of Bill. This was an especially exciting fuck for him, too. His eyes opened and closed alternately. His mouth gaped hotly open. Sweat washed across his cheeks and forehead in an endless flow. His breath was blasting out of him in chaotic bellows, the scent heavy with sex because he had sucked her vagina only a few minutes earlier. Barbara noted with intense pleasure that she was driving her neighbor's son crazy. Never had she seen him so hot – not in the fifty or so times they had fucked together. His hips were working up at her with such youthful determination that her clitoris was blazing under the hammering of his pelvis. Her knees remained folded beneath her, and she clamped her nylon-covered thighs vise-like against his sides as she ground around in hot furious circles. The sweat flowed from her pores, staining her minidress as she struggled for her inevitable climax.
"Billy, Billy!" she cried in breathless elation.
Judy heard the older woman's cry, and the quavering sound triggered cannonballs of desire in her young straining body. She was experiencing the tentative muscular spasms that foretold her orgasm. It was the first time she had ever shared a bed with a woman as old as Barbara, and the lewd thrill of being fucked alongside a married woman made her own lust all the more savage.
Judy dug her bare heels into Jack's buttocks, sliding her feet around in the slick perspiration that rained from beneath his shirttail.
She heaved her teen-age body up off the sheets one final time. She held herself suspended, her groin crushing against her boy friend's, her thighs bulging as she strained to keep all but her head and shoulders thrust upward at his deep-thrust erection.
"Jack, now!" she screeched. "Now, now, now! Oohheehhhaaaa! Aaaahhhhh!"
Everything seemed to be pulling apart within her, muscles straining against muscles, tendons stretched tight, jerking tidal waves of tension ripping through her stomach.
"Give it to me!" she hissed, her teeth mashing together as her climax drove her to the farthest heights of insanity.
Jack jammed his cock into her harder, grunting and perspiring because of the exertion. He watched Judy's eyes fog over with the intensity of her climax. Around her lovely, flawless face her hair was strewn in chaotic blonde sunbursts against the white sheets. His groin tightened. His balls constricted. His stomach felt inside out, his thighs quivered madly like the flanks of a stallion being bothered by a fly. Then he was frozen and rigid and growling out the beautiful agony of climax. He shot his load into her convulsing cunt, shot a series of hot jets into her already drenched pussy.
He battered her back down to the mattress and collapsed atop her, his tall body blanketing her smaller form as the sperm gushed from his taut testicles.
"Oh, baby, oh, oh, oh, oh!" Judy chanted as the shots of sperm splashed against her womb.
While a white, creamy geyser of mingled male and female juices gushed from Judy's pussy to coat her inner thighs and stain the sheets, her brother was blasting his sperm into Barbara's convulsing vagina.
Barbara sat down heavily on the boy beneath her. She fell forward across him, snapping her legs out from beneath her. She fitted her lovely twenty-six-year-old body flat atop the perspiring teen-ager. She kissed him fiercely as the spasms within her vagina milked every drop of semen from his ejaculating cock. She wore no bra, and the fabric along the top part of her one-piece minidress sent electric tingles through her as she ground her thinly shielded tits into his sweat-soaked shirt.
"Billy, I'm coming so hard for you!" she gasped. A particularly shattering spasm shook her entire body and made her black out for a second.
Bill said nothing, nothing intelligible. He garbled hotly, groaned, gasped. The sperm kept ripping from the sensitive tip of his rock-hard penis. His eyes were fastened to the couple next to him. His sister was grinding and straining just as hard as she had the night he had fucked her.
Their fourfold simultaneous orgasm took more than a minute to die. Barbara finally heaved a long sigh of fulfillment and collapsed. Judy's whimpering ceased. Jack and Bill struggled to get their breathing back to normal. Muscles relaxed, movement stopped, the creaking bed fell silent. There was nothing left now except the smell of animal sex in the air, the sticky thighs and sheets, and the unspoken desire to engage in one more quick repetition of what had just occurred.
Arlene's eyes were fixed on Judy while her daughter climaxed. It was too horrible, but she couldn't tear her eyes away. Her own hands busied themselves beneath her minidress, clawing harshly – sometimes teasing gently – at the slick gooey flesh around her clitoris. Her fingers pried around the edges of her frilly panties, tormenting her cunt lips as she knelt watching the depraved scene on her son's bed.
She knew she should be physically ill; she knew she should be horrified beyond reason by the vulgar, debasing sight. And, indeed, a part of her was horrified, a part of her did feel sick. But there was another part of her character, and that second part had complete control over her at the moment.
When she saw the hot grinding climaxes of the four on the bed, she suddenly found that she was stretched out on the hall carpet going completely rigid, quaking. There were five of them coming.
Ten minutes later Arlene witnessed something far more hideous than the mere copulation between her son and Barbara, her daughter and Jack. She crouched in the shadows, spying. She wanted to vomit, but she watched. And once again her disgusting fingers wandered up under her skirt and began to play. Jack was getting ready to insert his penis into Barbara's spermy cunt. And… and… God, no! Bill was about to penetrate his sister's vagina with his fully erect penis. Brother and sister! Her son, her daughter! A groan, deep and quivering, escaped from within Arlene. She watched. She didn't want to, but she watched, and her hands were making her pussy hot all over again.
"Do it to her!" Barbara said in a lewd and excited voice. She was watching Bill position himself above Judy. The girl was lying on her stomach, her buttocks tight in anticipation, her thighs wide open. Bill's pink-purple erection was held in his hand, aimed at Judy's tiny anus. Then he lowered the angle, guiding the fanned-out crown of his cock against the foamy lips of her stretched cunt. "Yes, fuck her!" Barbara continued to rant, feeling Jack's massive cock sliding up and down against her inner thighs. "Fuck your sister, Billy! I want to see it!"
Barbara had been lying on her stomach in a position similar to Judy's. Now she jacked herself up onto her hands and knees and reached behind her thighs to guide Jack's cock. His staff slipped quickly into her hot wet passage, slicing all the way up until his pelvis ground against her buttocks. They were both filmy with perspiration, and their bodies made a wet sound as their flesh rubbed. Her head turned to the side, her eyes fixed hotly on the adjoining couple, Barbara began to saw back and forth on her knees. She gasped madly as she felt Jack's strong hands gripping her shoulders for support. He began to lean over her, breathing down on her neck and matching her thrusts as he fucked her from behind. Bill's penis was squishing around in the sucking lips of Judy's pussy, and the sight was driving Barbara to a pitch of desire never before experienced. "Oh, fuck me, Jack!" she whimpered at the boy who was mashing his pelvis against her own ass while his penis worked in and out of her clutching vagina.
Right beside the frantically rocking housewife, Judy was howling inhumanly, hissing pleas of gibberish as her brother continued to tease and torment her. His erection was only touching the outermost part of her cunt – and she wanted all of the long shaft stuffed within her. She made rippling motions with her buttocks, fighting to get the whole of his staff inside her. But her position – flat on her stomach beneath him – didn't allow for much maneuvering.
"Please!" she shouted.
And then she felt Bill pull his cock entirely out of her. She moaned in mixed anger and disappointment. Then she felt him tugging at her hips, and she knew what he wanted. His cock was being repositioned, the tip of it now pressing against the resisting ring of her anus.
"Oh, yes!" she cried. "Yes, I want it!"
Ever since her first experience with anal intercourse, at the party at the cabin, Judy had been eager to partake again of this newly found thrill. Jack and she had done it a lot recently, and she had learned to come as quickly as the regular way. Now it wasn't Jack who was about to ram his penis up her ass. It was Bill. Her own brother.
"Oh, oohhh!" she groaned.
She reached behind her, stretching her arms down behind her back and separating the cheeks of her ass with her fingers. Her anus was now completely available to her brother.
"Wet it!" she hissed. "Reach down into my pussy and spread it around my ass! Make it good and wet and then fuck me, fuck me, Billy!"
Judy's hot cries were turning Barbara into a seething animal. The housewife kept her eyes attached to the brother and sister, grinding her own buttocks back madly at the youth who was fucking harshly into her vagina. She bucked back and forth with such force that the action sent waves across the mattress, bouncing Judy's head about.
When Bill worked the head of his cock into his sister's pliant rectum, the girl wailed a long, agonized, "Aaaggghhh!" Nearby, Barbara began to fuck back against Jack more furiously. Jack grunted, trying to hold back his orgasm, but the woman was jerking so crazily he was losing control.
Bill slipped his penis deeper into his sobbing sister. The pain was engulfing her, but now it was easing. She was whimpering hotly as he gently slid his stiff cock up her ass. He moaned deeply, bellowing, groaning. He began to fuck in smooth strokes, becoming more savage as Judy became accustomed to his presence. She began to buck up at him, impaling herself eagerly on his deep-thrust cock.
"Oh, Sis!" he whined.
"Fuck it!" was all she could say. Her breath wheezed from within her, giant forceful gasps and exploding gusts.
"Fuck your sister good and hard! Make the little bitch come!" Barbara ranted, dazed with her own blazing need as Jack pumped into her grinding hips, putting her near the edge of orgasm.
A thick aroma of sperm and perspiration saturated the room. The fucking continued wildly, the bed being battered beneath the crashing forms of the foursome.
In the hallway, Arlene was coming. Never before had her own fingers brought her to such a devastating climax. Her legs were thrust out in front of her, her buttocks bouncing all over the carpet as the juices flooded out of her convulsing vagina to smear her fingers and further drench her sheer panties.
She supported herself by leaning against the wall. To have stretched out flat on the floor while this orgasm swept her would have denied her the opportunity to watch the fucking in the bedroom.
Her big, wide-open eyes feasted on the depraved sight of her son and daughter engaged in anal copulation. Both had their jeans pushed down around their knees, their exposed groin areas slick with sperm and perspiration, their young bodies mashing hotly together.
Arlene kept her fingers dancing across the sensitive lips of her pulsating pussy.
From the bed, the wicked Barbara cried, "Make her come, make your sister come, Billy! Make her come all over the bed! She's such a hot little bitch!"
The evil woman's ranting caused the climaxing Arlene to shift her gaze momentarily away from her son and daughter. She looked at the perspiring housewife on her hands and knees, rocking back and forth acrobatically, her miniskirt soiled and bunched up over her ass, her dark nylons rubbing against Jack's trousers.
Slut! Arlene thought. Dirty, slimy whore! In her confused state of arousal, her orgasm tearing through her mightily, she didn't know whether her contempt was aimed at Barbara or herself. Her own appearance was equally lewd as the woman's on the bed – legs spread, fingers up her cunt, minidress rumpled and disarranged.
Again the obscene sound of Barbara's impassioned voice stung her. "Oh, look at those two fuck!" the woman on the bed exclaimed. "Oh, look at Billy feed her his cock! She's going to come! She's going to come like crazy and… and… so am Iiieeee!"
Judy reached over to touch the older woman's dangling breasts. While Barbara began to tremor in climax, Judy rubbed her palm briskly across the housewife's nipples, causing the woman to groan even more heatedly. Judy's other hand left her own ass and went beneath her, sliding up toward her cunt. She crossed the bottom hem of her blouse and found the golden-lined mound of her vulva. She fingered her clitoris frantically as her brother continued to fuck her squirming young ass.
Arlene kept coming. Her fingers dug into her panties, squeezing inside the fabric, through the fabric, around the fabric, driving her own body wild with sexual fulfillment.
She leaned heavily against the wall while sitting on the carpet. Her legs stretched painfully in front of her, toes curled within her shoes. She began to drum her heels against the floor as the final spasms shook her. Horrified by her own words, she found herself whispering, "Yes, Judy! Come! Come like a bitch! Make your brother come! Yeah, make him squirt it… up your ass!"
Her sideline comments ended abruptly as her orgasm died. She felt numb for several seconds, then horrified as she watched her darling daughter stiffen and scream out in orgasm. Her son's white hot sperm gushed out of Judy's asshole in a sparkling river, rolling down her thighs onto her panties and blue jeans.
Arlene picked herself off the floor, tearing her eyes away from the perverted spectacle. She heard the harsh sexual sounds, tried to ignore them, tried but failed. Now that she had satisfied herself, the hot sounds of lust seemed hideous and unwelcome.
Even after she entered the sanctity of her own bedroom and closed the door, the creaking of Bill's bed and the mingled male and female groans continued to haunt her.