Wild Week chapter 14 part 1 (family orgy)

CHAPTER 14 : Still Sunday

“Damn!” Billy slammed the binoculars down on his desk. He’d been waiting all evening for Madeline James to get home, hoping for a show. She had arrived a short while ago, and Billy had been waiting with the binoculars to his eyes and his cock in his hand when she came into her bedroom, directly opposite his. She had undressed for him, getting completely naked right in front of the windows. But she looked tired, and simply crawled into bed nude and gave a little wave his way before switching off the light.

A week ago, that would have been enough to have him squirting already, but with the experiences he’d had recently, it merely succeeded in giving him a major league hard-on. And he wasn’t satisfied just whacking off anymore, not without at least seeing something sexy. He gave his throbbing bone a squeeze, sighing in frustration. Maybe he should sneak into Brianna’s room, see if he could make up with her.

She hadn’t spoken one word to him since they’d returned home, ignoring him as if he didn’t exist. In fact, she’d only glanced at him once, during dinner, but her eyes were like daggers, glaring at him. He was still baffled as to the reason. She’d gone crazy when he told her that he’d fucked Madeline. The thought occured to him that maybe if he told her he’d been lying, that he’d made the whole thing up, he might get back into her good graces. It’s worth a shot, he thought, giving his dick another squeeze.

He pulled his pajamas back up, his hard-on making a tent in the front. He grabbed his little penlight that he kept in his desk drawer and crept out into the hallway. Shining the light on Brianna’s door, he hesitated. He’d better make sure that Mom and Dad were asleep first. So he went down the hall in the other direction, creeping up to their door. Putting his ear next to the wood, he couldn’t hear anything, but just to make sure, he decided to sneak into their bathroom and have a peek into their bedroom, as he’d done once before.

So he retreated to the bathroom door, slipping through quietly and tiptoeing to the open door that connected to the bedroom. In the faint moonlight coming in through the windows, he could just make out the sleeping forms on the bed, and he could see that Mom, on the near side, was only partially covered. Taking a chance, he flashed the penlight into the room, just one brief flick of the switch. What he saw in the flash of light made his breath catch in his throat.

Mom was lying on her back, buck naked, not even wearing her customary baby-doll nightie, which was lying in a heap on the floor beside the bed. Her right side, nearest to him, was uncovered. Dad was lying on his side, his back to her. It looked as if he had rolled over, pulling the sheet halfway off her, exposing one big tit and her bare leg. Before he knew what he was doing, Billy was standing beside the bed looking down at her.

Barely allowing himself to breathe and with his pulse throbbing in his ears, he reached out with trembling fingers and grasped the sheet, lifting it slowly and folding it back. Then he switched on the penlight again, shielding it carefully with his hand so it illuminated her lower torso without shining into her face. He gasped audibly at the sight that met his eyes.

Mom’s naked alabaster skin seemed to glow under the light. She had her head turned towards Dad. Her left hand rested on his hip, while her right arm was draped over the pillow, up above her head. Her big breasts fell to the sides, making big, soft-looking mounds on each side of her chest. Her nipples were relaxed, fat and pink, the aureolae very pale pink and at least 3 inches across. They rose and fell slightly with her slow, even breathing. She had her left leg thrown over, laying across Dad’s curled up legs. Her skin was the same creamy white all the way down, almost translucent in its paleness.

But what really drew his attention, and elicited his gasp of amazement, was her bare pussy. The soft little mound was completely hairless, the protruding pussy lips clearly visible between her slightly spread thighs. He couldn’t believe it. He had seen her pussy just a few days ago, standing above her just as he was now, only then it had been covered by a wild tangle of thick bush. Now it was shaved smooth, just as Madeline’s had been. His legs suddenly felt weak and he sank to his knees beside the bed.

It had to be more than a coincidence, that he’d seen both of them with pubic hair and now they were both shaved. He wondered if they had decided together to shave themselves, picturing them sitting together, discussing their pussies. His trembling fingers reached out without his telling them to, seeming to drift out extremely slowly, until finally he was touching the gentle swell of her mons. The flesh was warm, and so very, very soft. He glanced toward her face. She hadn’t stirred, still breathing evenly. He switched off the light anyway, too scared to leave it on. He placed the small flashlight on the floor and grabbed his crotch, squeezing his throbbing hard-on through his pajamas, his entire body shaking with fear and excitement.

He unbuttoned his pajamas with his left hand, keeping his other in light contact with her. He struggled to get his bottoms pulled down, scarcely breathing in fear that she was going to wake any moment, yet unable to stop himself. Finally he worked his raging bone free, his loose pajamas falling to his knees. He grasped his aching prick and slowly began inching his other hand further between his mother’s legs, just as he had done to his sister earlier in the day. He finally stopped when his fingers rested along the length of her plump vulva, his palm covering her hairless mound.

Shivering all over, he gritted his teeth to keep them from chattering and ever so slowly peeled the delicate cuntlips apart with his first and third fingers, his middle finger finding the crevice in between. He bent his finger and placed the tip at the opening of her vagina, probing gently. It felt hot and moist, but wasn’t slippery so his finger didn’t go in. He withdrew his hand carefully, bringing it up to his mouth. He put his middle finger into his mouth, disappointed that he couldn’t taste her pussy on it, but he coated the digit with his saliva and moved it back to her crotch.

Squeezing his cock hard, he closed his eyes, shuddering with desire as he slowly pushed his spit-slick finger into his mother’s tight pussy. He froze and opened his eyes wide as he heard her sigh and her body shifted, legs instinctively opening wider and her head rolling on the pillow, turning her face into the crook of her raised right arm. Billy fought down the momentary panic, realizing that she was still asleep. His eyes were adjusting to the dim moonlight, and he could see her more clearly now. Very cautiously, he slid his finger deeper into her yielding cunt, watching her face. He could see her full, parted lips move slightly, as if she were murmuring something too faintly for him to hear, but she showed no signs of waking.

Then his attention was drawn to her chest, where her nipple was growing erect, getting longer and standing up stiffly before him. He couldn’t help but touch it, releasing his cock and reaching out to lightly graze it with his trembling fingers. It grew even more under his tickling touch, the aureola puckering as the thick bud grew to a length of at least 3/4 of an inch. Without thinking, Billy lowered his head to her breast, sucking her big nipple into his mouth as his hand unconsciously squeezed her heavy tit. He was dimly aware of her low moans as he sucked and licked the engorged nipple and his finger continued to explore the depths of her soft pussy.

* * * * *

Gayla was dreaming about Madeline. She and Bill, both being tired, had tossed off a quickie before going to sleep. It hadn’t been as satisfying as their lovemaking normally was, but her mild orgasm was pleasant enough and prevented her from going to sleep frustrated. As she was drifting off, it had occurred to her that it was the first sex that she’d had without Maddie since Bill had brought his friends home to gang-bang her. And now she was dreaming that Maddie had come into her room and was leaning over her, suckling at her breast and playing with her pussy. She murmured Madeline’s name, grateful that Maddie loved her so much that she wouldn’t let her go to bed any less than completely satisfied.

Moving languidly, she wrapped her arms around Madeline’s head, hugging her face to her bosom. She felt Maddie’s finger begin to slowly fuck in and out of her awakening cunny, causing it to get wet and her clit to poke its head out of its concealing hood. She moaned and twined her fingers in Maddie’s hair, not noticing how short it was, and slowly pushed the head downward. The hot tongue licked a wet trail down her belly and over her hairless mound. She whimpered and pulled her legs open wider as she guided the seeking mouth to her stiffening clit.

She moaned out loud, coming more awake as Maddie’s tongue found her tingling clit, pushing it from side to side until it was fully erect. Her hips began to writhe as the tongue flitted over her clit and the finger increased its pace in her creaming cunt. She came fully awake just before her climax hit, clutching desperately at Maddie’s hair as her body quaked in orgasm. Her pelvis bucked against the sucking mouth as she rode the waves of pleasure washing over her.

She pulled Maddie’s face up to her own, kissing her deeply as she moved to lie down next to Gayla on the bed. Their tongues intertwined as Gayla ran her hands over Madeline’s lean, boyish body. She ran a hand down her back and over the tight, muscular buttocks, then around to the front in search of Maddie’s own pussy. She froze when her fingers closed around an intensely hard cock.

Her mind was confused, still foggy with sleep. At first she thought that Madeline was wearing her strap-on dildo, but no, this was a real live cock in her hand, rock hard and throbbing with desire. It must have been Bill all along, she thought, but that wasn’t true either. Her leg still pressed against his body as he lay sleeping at her left. And besides, she knew his cock like a part of her own body, and this was not his, smaller though still goodly sized.

Finally, the mouth hungrily kissing her pulled away as he rolled his body atop hers. Catching her breath, she peered at the face looming above hers in the faint moonlight. “Billy,” she gasped, eyes widening in shock as she recognized her 18 year old son.

His breathing was harsh, chest heaving against her breasts as his weight came down upon her. He was looking down at her, waiting to see what she would do. She knew she should stop him, send him away, but she could see the desperate need in his shining dark eyes, and she couldn’t make herself release her hold on his man-sized erection. For an eternally long moment, they stared at one another, with Gayla at last looking away, glancing over at her sleeping husband. Then she looked back into Billy’s pleading eyes.

Billy couldn’t breathe as he waited. Her hand slowly stroked his aching prick as she looked at him with love and understanding. “Be very quiet,” she whispered softly.

Billy sighed in relief that she wasn’t going to send him away. He trembled, holding onto her as she guided his cock to the mouth of her burning hot pussy. Her body was so soft, seeming to mold to his. He slowly pushed his throbbing bone into the slick hot sheath of her pussy, shuddering at the sensation. It was the most intense pleasure he’d ever felt, almost unbearable. With Madeline, she had been plenty tight, and Brie’s asshole had been incredibly tight, but those were nothing compared to Mom’s silky vagina. He was so worked up that his body convulsed in orgasm before his cock was fully inside her. He buried his face into her neck, muffling his passionate moans as he pushed his spurting dick in to the hilt.

Gayla held him tightly, wrapping her arms and legs around his shuddering form as his spasming cock pumped hot come deep inside her vagina. She stroked his hair lovingly, planting little kisses on his neck and shoulder. When his orgasm subsided, he lifted his head and covered her mouth with his own, kissing her deeply as he began to pump his still hard cock slowly in and out of her. Her cunny, still sensitive from her recent orgasm and now slippery with his semen as well as her own juices, responded to his thrusting cock, clenching at it hungrily with its velvet walls.

Gayla was lost in glorious ecstasy, holding her darling son between her thighs, her hands clutching at his back, her breathing picking up as his budding manhood filled her yearning pussy, again and again. Soon her hips were rocking back against him, and she could feel the beginnings of an intense climax coming on. It was then that she heard Bill groan and sensed him rolling over onto his back.

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Brianna tossed and turned in her bed. Here it was after midnight and she still couldn’t sleep, thinking about what had happened with Billy earlier in the day. She didn’t know why she had gotten so angry with him. As she lay in bed, her anger had worn off and all she could think of was the feel of his hard penis sliding into her ass and his hot cum spurting into her mouth. She had been touching herself under the covers, and had just about decided to go to Billy’s room to apologize to him when she caught a flash of light out of the corner of her eye.

Looking over, she saw an unsteady light coming in through the crack at the bottom of the door, which then swung away. Curious, she threw off the bedclothes and crossed to the door, opening it a crack and peeking out. She saw Billy, holding a little flashlight. In the reflected light, she could see that he had an erection, the front of his pajamas were standing out like a pup tent, sending a tingling thrill up her spine. He stood there a moment, as if thinking, then headed down the hall towards the back stairs, leaving her sight.

What the heck is he doing, she wondered. Maybe he was raiding the refrigerator. She stood watching for a few minutes, but he didn’t come back. Deciding to find out what he was up to, she crept out and down the hall. She went down the stairs into the kitchen, but he wasn’t there. Searching the entire downstairs, she found no sign of him. Surely he hadn’t gone out, dressed only in his pajama bottoms. Then, remembering how his penis had been erect, she thought he might have snuck over to Madeline James’ house. Her anger from earlier returned and she went to the kitchen window, looking over at Madeline’s house. There were no lights on over there, the house was completely dark. That didn’t mean that he wasn’t over there right now, though, she fumed.

She went back up the stairs, cursing Billy in her mind. As she was walking past her parents’ bathroom, she noticed that the door was ajar. She paused. The room was dark, but that was the only other place in the house that he could have gone. She stuck her head in, but Billy wasn’t there. That little bastard, she thought, he is over with that bitch. She was just about to retreat to her room when a moan from the bedroom stopped her in her tracks.

Mama and Daddy must be making love! Billy and Madeline James were temporarily forgotten as she crept into the room, unable to resist a peek. Suddenly trembling with excited anticipation, she snuck up to the open door and peered around the jamb with one eye. After walking around the darkened house, her eyes were perfectly adjusted to the dim light, and what she saw in her parents’ bedroom took her breath away. Mama was lying on her back, completely naked, and Billy was leaning over her, his head buried between her spread thighs.

Brianna bit her knuckle to keep from gasping as she watched Mama writhing on the bed, moaning softly as Billy licked her pussy. Brianna’s hand unconsciously went to her own pussy, pressing to it hard through her sleepshirt and panties. She leaned against the wall, feeling weak at the knees as Mama’s moans became more intense and she clutched at Billy’s hair. She could tell that Mama was cumming. She rubbed her dampening crotch, unable to believe what she was seeing.

Then Mama pulled Billy’s head up to her and they began kissing, deeply and passionately, like lovers. Just like he had kissed Brianna herself earlier in the day. Billy moved to lie beside Mama on the bed, kicking out of his pajamas, which had been down around his knees. It was only then that Brianna took note of Daddy. He was facing away from Billy and Mama, apparently sleeping soundly, despite the illicit acts going on in his bed.

She saw Billy roll atop Mama’s body, and heard Mama gasp his name. She sounded surprised. They lay still for a long moment, then Mama whispered something Brianna couldn’t hear and Billy lowered himself fully onto her. Mama wrapped her arms and legs around him. Brianna gaped in fascination. He was really doing it. His shuddering body and muffled moans left no doubt in her mind.

She closed her eyes and pressed her sweating forehead against the cool wood. Billy was fucking Mama. Grandpa had fucked Aunt Joyce. She wanted to be fucked. She felt a stinging pain, suddenly realizing that she had worked her hand into her panties and plunged one finger deeply into her virginal vagina. But the pain felt good and her pussy was slippery with juices, hungry for more. She inserted another finger, reveling in the painful pleasure as her hymen was torn a little more.

She stroked her fingers in and out a few times before pulling them out and holding them up to look at them. They glistened wetly, but in the dim light she couldn’t tell if there was any blood. There was still a stinging in her pussy, but it longed for more, to be filled by more than her fingers. She hesitated only slightly, looking at the figures on the bed, before walking silently into the room.

Moving as quietly as she could, she moved towards the foot of the bed, keeping her eyes on the wanton pair. She could see Mama’s feet, locked together above Billy’s slowly pumping white ass, her arms around his shoulders. She drifted ghostlike around the bed, coming to Daddy’s side and sinking to her knees next to him. She could just make out his handsome features, relaxed in sleep as she snaked a hand under the sheet covering his body. She could feel the mattress rocking gently with Billy’s steady strokes.

Daddy showed no reaction when Brianna’s hand touched his knee. She crept her hand up his pajama-clad thigh, shivering with excitement. Like Billy, he slept in only the bottoms of his pajamas. Then she found the telltale bulge at his crotch, his penis lying on his thigh, big even though it was soft. She cupped his big balls through the thin material, rolling them gently, amazed at how much bigger they felt than Billy’s. She traced her fingertips along the length of his penis, feeling it stir under her tickling touch.

Listening to Mama’s quiet murmurings of pleasure, Brianna boldly stuck her hand through the flap in Daddy’s pj’s, wrapping her hand around his growing penis. She pulled his cock out through the slit, marveling at the size. It was already as thick as Billy’s, and it wasn’t even halfway erect yet. She reached out with her free hand and carefully pulled the sheet down, keeping an eye on Mama and Billy, but they kept right on screwing obliviously. Brianna licked her lips in anticipation. She was going to suck her third generation of Ward cock. And the best one yet, she noted with a thrill as she stroked his organ toward an enormous hard-on.

Leaning forward, she stuck out her tongue and flicked it over the bulging head of Daddy’s cock, then again and again, slowly, like she was licking an ice cream cone. It tasted salty and tangy, and it smelled like come and also a heady, musky scent that she took to be Mama’s pussy. They must have made love before going to sleep. The thought gave her an enormous thrill as she opened her mouth wide and engulfed the bulbous head. Daddy groaned in his sleep and rolled over onto his back as she sucked hard on the big, rubbery head.

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