There were vague flashes in Cheri's mind of strong, gentle hands lifting her naked body, of soft hands dressing her, of the chill of fresh air on her face, of a bouncy ride, of voices she thought she recognized, then a soft bed. When she finally came to her senses, she could almost call her surroundings familiar, but they just didn't look right. She finally discovered that she was in the same bedroom where she had spent much of her childhood.
"What the hell am I doing here?" she whispered.
The bed was soft, but she felt uncomfortable. Even though her first movements told her that she was very weak, she could feel her strength returning. She wanted to get up. She wanted to find her mother and ask how she came to be here. But she wasn't sure she was up to moving that much, or up to facing her mother. She just lay, staring in the semi-darkness at the almost familiar walls, wondering what was going on.
It was about then that the voices seeped through the walls.
Cheri couldn't make out the words and longed to climb out of bed and tiptoe to the door, but she could recognize the voices. It was definitely her mother, with that belligerent whine she used when she had been drinking, and there was no way Cheri couldn't pick Bill's voice out of a crowd of a thousand.
Cheri strained her cars, trying to make out the words. But it was no use. She would have to get out of bed, and she didn't dare do that.
At first it was only because she was afraid her legs wouldn't hold her, but there was also apprehension that her mother would come and check on her and she wouldn't be quick enough to get back in bed.
Watching the lights from the cars on the Interstate produce dancing patterns on the window curtains, Cheri tried to amplify her hearing, but she couldn't catch a single word. Not until her mother went to the bathroom.
She heard Bill speaking from near the bathroom door. "Are you sure?"
Neva said something Cheri couldn't catch. "Okay," Bill said. "You know I'll love it, but I want you to be sure."
"I hope the hole is still in the door," Cheri said to herself.
By the time she heard the rhythmic speaking of the springs, Cheri was so hot and wet that she worried about the sheets. Careful to raise her ass up so she wouldn't slide on the bed, she slipped out and headed for her door.
The hole was still there, but Cheri found that she didn't enjoy watching as much as she had when she was a kid. Even though they were lying in a perfect position for viewing, with a clear shot at watching Bill's lovely prick fucking in and out of her mother's beautiful cunt, Cheri didn't feel the old excitement. Perhaps it was because she had been fucked so much. She wanted to be in there with them. If she could just find the nerve.
Neither of them appeared to notice as she eased the door open. She could hear their grunts and groans better, and the smell of hot sex almost permeated the room. Cheri found that the scent of their pleasure added to her own, even before she was close to the bed. She stood, enjoying the view of the two naked bodies, the prick fucking in and out of her mother's cunt.
Easing herself onto the bed so that she could feel the heat from Neva's body on her hot cunt and press her hard nipple against Bill's leg, she moved her head up so close that her entire head was filled with the smell of hot sex. Up close, the sight of Bill's hard-on fucking into her mother's box was even more beautiful. Moving in closer, Cheri pushed her tongue out to rake it across Bill's wet prick, right at the point where it was coming out of Neva's cunt. It was so delicious that it sent little stars of delight shattering through Cheri's brain.
Shifting her body to bring her mouth more in line with what she wanted to do, Cheri felt her hot pussy come in contact with Neva's shoulder. Now she could get her tongue into position so that she could run it over the bottom of her mother's smooth cunt-lips and along the length of Bill's prick in quick, alternating darts. She got so wound up in the taste and feel of what she was doing she almost didn't notice the hand on her leg, pushing it up so that the cool air played with her cunt-hair, letting some of the heat escape from her wet pussy. But she did notice when she felt the darting, wet tongue sliding along her own cunt-lips.
"Oh, Bill!" Cheri moaned, her lips against her mother's pussy, her tongue licking the juices from Bill's cock. Then she realized that the lips on her own pussy didn't have the rough feel of a man's lips.
Cheri almost lost it when she realized that her mother was eating her pussy. But she held on and continued working on Bill's cock and her mother's cunt until she felt the insistent pull of hands on her legs and hips.
"Honey," Neva said, "get on top so you can suck my clit."
In the mad scramble for new position, Cheri barely noticed the looks on the faces of Bill and Neva. But she did notice and it gave her a warm feeling like none she had never experienced before.
Feeling her mother's big tits pressed against her stomach, her own pressed against the naked belly of her mother, her mother's lips on her cunt, and Bill's hands on her bare shoulders, Cheri almost didn't need the taste and feel of her mother's pussy to get off. It added to the taste and pleasure being able to lick at Bill's big prick as it fucked in and out of Neva's cunthole. Cheri almost drowned in the sensations which flooded her mind and body. She knew she was soaking her mother's face with her fuck-juices.
Reaching around to clench his ass so she could really tell when he was shooting, Cheri waited until he had shot a couple of good wads before pushing him up and back.
Cheri hadn't wanted to cheat her mother, but she did want to taste Bill's cock in her mouth. His prick was still spurting in great, white gobs as it came out of Neva's cunt, and Cheri hungrily grabbed the huge, beautiful thing and stuck it in her mouth.
As the large, viscous drops of spunk splashed on her tongue, Cheri began swallowing. She wanted it all. She sucked it deeper in her mouth, until she could feel it shooting against her tonsils, and still she wanted more.
Even though his cock stopped shooting and began softening, Cheri still wanted more.
Neva was twisting and moaning beneath her as Bill's cock came out of her mouth, so Cheri simply dropped her head down and began eating her mother's pussy again. It was even more delicious with the flavor of Bill's jizz still there.
Neva's tongue was going ninety inside her daughter's cunt, and Cheri knew she couldn't take much more without going over the top. She wanted to bring her mother with her. She wanted them to go off together. It would have been treat if all three could have been there at the same time, but she wanted her mother there.
Cheri did her best to press Neva's head through the pillow, through the bed, through the floor, as their bodies shuddered in orgasm.
Rolling off her mother, Cheri prepared for the rest she knew they all three would need, but found that rest wasn't on anyone's mind but hers.
Bill had practically leaped, whirling around on the bed. His finger found its way easily into her sopping cunt, his lips and tongue quickly bringing the profuse fuck-juice there to a new boil. Neva reached over to stick Bill's slick prick into her mouth, sucking him back to almost instant hardness.
Though she really just wanted to lie there, Cheri felt she had to do something. Since her mother's hairy, wet cunt was almost in her face, she followed Bill's example and stuck a finger in Neva's hot pussy. Then she buried her face in that hot flesh, her tongue searching out the upper reaches of the cunt-slit, hunting for Neva's clit.
Suddenly Bill yelled, "God, Cheri, I want to fuck you!"
"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck!"
As she felt Bill's huge prick parting the lips of her pussy, Cheri felt her mother pull away from both of them. For a second, she was afraid that Neva was getting mad about Bill fucking her daughter, but the thrill of having him inside her obliterated any feelings of guilt and fear that tried to get through. She just closed her eyes and pictured his lovely hard-on fucking in and out of her hot cunt and forgot all about her mother.
She got off so many times that she couldn't keep track. Each time it was more enjoyable – and more violent – than the time before. When Bill's cock expanded inside her and she felt the first hot drops of jism shooting into her, Cheri screamed so hard that it tore something in her throat. Her entire body tensed so fight that she thought she was going to explode.