CAUGHT IN THE ACT
(Mf, Mmf, oral, anal, voy, cons, MF)When Ed and Wanda return home the next morning from their party, Wanda is shocked at what she finds...
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The big brutish man was stirring once again. Mindy could feel the man's nocturnal erection growing. 'God, he's going to fuck me again,' thought the ravaged fifteen-year-old girl. Since bringing her to his bed after the party, he had mounted her numerous times; pumped into her for five to ten minutes and then rolled off to begin snoring once again. Rather than being mortified at the thought of that large caliber fuck rod filling her yet again, the thought caused a sly smile to form on her lips. Indeed she was sore from the gang fucking she'd received earlier that night... her pussy ached, her ass ached, her tits ached and her jaws ached. But there was something else too, a feeling of emptiness and she knew just what was needed to fill that vacancy in her vagina.
She wiggled in his grip to try to get his attention, but he just continued to snore, his stiff prick uselessly pressing against her hip. After a few minutes and with no further action, she realized that she really needed to go pee. Easing way from him, she was thwarted by an almost automatic action of his hands to keep her close to him. She tried to push away from him with all her strength and almost made her escape, only to be pulled back in with ease.
"Where in the fuck do you think you're going, honey?" Ken's daddy rumbled in his gravelly voice.
"I need to go pee," she explained in a near whisper.
"Then go pee. But you come right back... You hear?" Once he released his grip on her, Mindy slipped out of the bed.
To her surprise, he turned on a bedside light. "You've got a fine ass, little one," he growled after her as she walked away.
The elder Smith intently watched the willowy, brown-haired teen's shapely bare buttocks sway as she walked to the bathroom. The sounds of tinkling filled his ears and his nostrils flared. The sounds faded and then stopped, followed by a loud whoosh! The entire time she was gone, his eyes never left the open bathroom door until she walked back out again.
She was almost to the bed when he ordered her to, "Stop! I want to look at you. Turn around, honey, and show me the entire package.
"You do have a nice ass, you know. Nice titties too.
"Now c'mere, baby, and give me some more loving."
Once she got within arm's reach, she was once again in his powerful clutches. Her petite body was no match for his strength and he handled her like she was a toy, positioning her face right at his cock. There was no hesitation on her part as she mouthed and sucked on the massive head that would soon be violating her well used coochie once again.
"That's it, Baby Doll," he growled, "suck my fuckin' prick... get me hard and we'll fuck again."
The morning light brought a problem to Mindy's attention. Would her parents know she hadn't come home last night? After what had happened yesterday morning, she was fairly certain her father wouldn't give her any grief over it, but her mother... that was another matter all together.
'Maybe they were so sloshed when they got in last night that they didn't realize I wasn't home,' she thought hopefully. As flimsy as that hope was, she needed to leave and at least try to sneak into the house before her parents realized that she hadn't come home.
Mr. Smith was snoring heavily and she noticed that he wasn't hard. 'Maybe I can get Kenny to take me home,' she thought. Having a plan of sorts, she eased away from the bear-like man who had been ravishing her at will throughout the night. Suddenly a ham sized paw wrapped around her dainty wrist.
"Where the fuck do you think you're going?" he said in his distinctive voice.
"I need to get to home. My parents..."
"It's a little late to be thinking about going home, don'cha think?"
"Maybe they don't know that I stayed out all night."
"Stayed out screwing and sucking up a storm, eh, baby? What'cha gonna tell them? That you took on the football team? It'd be the god's honest truth, but I suspect they wouldn't want to hear that.
"But don't you worry none, honey, you're a fine little fuck; so if you ever get kicked out of the house, you can always stay here. Me and my boys would like that. Like it a lot. You do cook, don'cha?"
Smith paused and then added, "You know, most of the girls, when they come over here for a good dicking, they tell their folks that they're spending the night with a girlfriend beforehand. You need to remember that."
"Yeah, I'll remember that."
"Now seeing that there's not a damned thing you can do about your parents, why don't get your slutty ass back over here for a good morning screw?"
"I need to get home."
"I'll get one of my boys to take you, but not until I'm finished with you. Now I want you on your hands and knees, sweetheart..."
All during the night, Mr. Smith had mounted her, fucked for several minutes and then rolled off to go to sleep again. Then he'd wake up and do it again. During none of those casual fucks in the wee hours did he fuck her to completion. He got her off, several times, but he held back, going for the long haul rather than the quick cum. But now he was ready to do her right and fuck her brains out until his balls boiled over. He started with a slow sensuous slide into her, relishing the rippled tunnel of her young cunt on his mighty tool. With each deliberate stroke, his pile driver rubbed against into her g-spot and then mashed into her cervix. By this time she was well acquainted with cocks banging into her cervix and it was a sensation that drove her lust levels up a few notches. She felt his thick fingers invading her asshole and that too sent her into a higher orbit. Her vaginal muscles were too stretched and too weak to tightly clamp down on his cock, but he knew when she was cumming by the flush of her skin and tremors that ripped through her.
When the orgasm had passed, he pulled out and lubed up his dick for some backdoor action. Mindy merely grunted as his cockhead drove past her exhausted sphincter and deep into her bowels. It was a change of plans for him, but he could have cared less, as he would now ass fuck her until he got his rocks off.
An hour later, he pulled his spent prick from the young girl's thoroughly violated rectum. Holding her ass cheeks apart, Smith grinned at the sight of her ravished anus, red raw, obscenely gaping open and dribbling his fresh nut juice.
"Ain't nothing better than an eager ass-fucking whore," he said mainly to himself. "You're a prize, Baby, a real prize."
Releasing her ass cheeks, he picked the exhausted girl up from the bed and carried her once again into his walk-in shower to clean her up before sending her home.
It was late morning before Ken and Bubba pulled up to Mindy's house. It was the moment of reckoning and her stomach churned in anticipation of the scene her mother would surely make. She sat for several moments studying the house and trying to determine if her folks were home, up and about, but there were no tell-tale signs of activity of any sort.
"Don't look like anybody's home," commented Ken.
"Ya want us to walk you in," offered Bubba. "Ya know, in case we need to take ya back with us."
"That's okay," replied Mindy as she twisted the helm of the flimsy dress she had only worn briefly the night before.
"Dad told us to look after ya," added Bubba. "Come on, Mindy, we won't let anyone hurt ya."
"That's really not necessary. No one's gonna hurt me."
"But we insist. From the looks of things, nobody's home. But if they are, I don't think they'll make too much of a fuss if we're around. And if they aren't around..." The big hand of the beefy young man creeping up her dress left her no doubt what he had in mind.
"Yeah, maybe they aren't home," added Ken.
Even after all the sex last night or maybe because of it, the idea of getting on with Ken and Bubba caused a wicked grin to spread across her pretty face. "Okay, let's go," she replied. The teen girl and the two young men piled out of Bubba's Jeep and the three boldly walked up to the front door. Mindy fished the spare key from under a rock in the planter and unlocked the door.
Easing into the house, they were greeted with total silence. Leaving the boys by the front door, Mindy quietly walked though the kitchen, noticing that nothing was out of place and there was no evidence that coffee had been made that morning. Glancing through the door to the garage, she saw that her father's car was not there! Barefoot, she then crept up the stairs, the creaking of the boards seemingly louder than usual. All the bedroom doors were wide open and all the beds were made up, even the guestroom bed that her father had been using; it had not been made up since her parents had their big fight several weeks prior.
Mindy nearly jumped out of her skin when hands grabbed her from behind. "Coast is clear," said Bubba in her ear as his hands caressed her tits. A moment later, the dress was pulled over her head. "Which room?" the older brother asked.
"I think it's the pink one with all the Teddy bears," Ken answered as he took her by the hand, half dragging and half leading her naked to her bedroom.
Ed found Wanda strangely silent as they drove away from the party house. "Well, Wanda, did you have fun?" he asked. "It sure looked like you were having fun."
"You must think I'm a total slut," she pensively remarked.
"Yeah, I do," her husband answered with a chuckle. "Damn, that was hot watching you fuck."
"You know, you made me do it, so don't get mad at me," the comely 29 year old wife and mother said.
"I am far from being mad at you, Wanda. I am elated with you. This is what I've been talking about for the last year. Having a little fun. I still love you. More now than ever!"
"You do? You love me?"
"Yes, more than ever, baby. I really do. Damn. I can hardly wait to get you home and poke you myself."
"You could have had sex with me there, at the party."
"What? And waste the opportunity to do all those other chicks? Wow! Your buddy, Lacy, she's a tiger."
"You like her better than me?"
"No, not all, but I do like her. What's there not to like? We need to invite her over."
"What for?"
"What do you think? I want to see you and her get after each other's pussy again and then I want to fuck her and fuck you in the ass."
"At the same time?" Wanda playfully quipped.
"I wish! But I'll settle for an assembly line approach."
Wanda snuggled up against her husband and rubbed on his crotch, stroking the hard bulge that grew in his pants. She was happy that the conflict between them and the years of contentiousness over sexual matters was now in the past. 'I'm such a fool,' she castigated herself. 'He's right, he's always been right. Why didn't I just trust him in the first place?'
She was certain that he'd make love to her when they were home and despite all the promiscuous sex during the previous evening and this morning, she was determined to make it good for them both. It did, however, concern her that Mindy would be there and surely she would know what was going on. Just a few days ago, that issue would have caused her a great deal of concern, but suddenly it just didn't matter at all. 'She's a big girl now and certainly she knows the score,' the loving mother and loving hot wife thought with a smile. 'Maybe she will see what it really means to love someone.'
For both Wanda and Ed, the drive home seemed to take forever, but that only heightened their anticipation. Once they were parked in the garage, they both hopped out and headed upstairs like a couple of horny teenagers. Neither had taken note of the car parked out front.
Passing by Mindy's open door, the mother stopped and gasped at the scene taking place on her daughter's bed. Mindy was sprawled out naked on her bed, her head hanging over the side and naked young man was thrusting his long cock deep into her mouth. As bad as that was, there was another naked boy, a big hefty young man in fact, practically pinning her legs forward and who was slamming his crotch into hers.
Wanda cried out, "Oh, my god!" The mother's outcry caught the two males' attention and they both stopped in mid-stroke and looked towards the open door where the slut's parents stood gawking.
"Ed, do something!" the mother implored.
"Do what?" came the unexpected reply.
"Make them stop!"
"Wanda, she's tasted the fruit and ..."
"Make them stop!"
"No!" replied Ed sternly. "It's just horny kids doing what horny kids do. Let them have their fun."
Turning to speak to the threesome, Ed then said, "Sorry for the interruption, kids. Go on now and have your fun. Me and the missus, we're going to be doing the same." Then he grabbed his protesting wife by the arm and hauled her into the master bedroom for a matrimonial mattress mambo.
Ken looked at his older brother and exclaimed, "Wow! What a rush! Did he just say what I think he said?"
"He said, 'Go on and have your fun,' I think," replied Bubba.
"Yeah, that's what I thought he said. Cool!"
"That may be what he said, but I think we better high tail outta here in case we misunderstood the man."
"Yeah, you're right, Bubba"
"Say, did ya see the dress her Mama was wearing?"
"A dress? Is that what it was? Damn, you could see everything. What a fine, fine mama."
"A first class MILF!" laughed Bubba as he thrust his cock into the woman's whorish daughter.
"I thought you said that we'd better go?"
"Yeah, but I'm too close. Just a few more...
"Oh yeah, baby. Maybe Old Bubba's gonna leave ya something to remember me by."
"You can't just leave them in there with her!" Wanda implored as Ed began pulling her see-through dress over her head.
"Why not?"
"It's not right!"
"It is what it is. They're fucking. You did put her on birth control, didn't you?"
"You were right, it was a license to fuck!"
"She would be fucking them anyway, just like you fucked me when you were her age. Only now she's protected."
Feeling a bit confused Wanda asked, "You aren't angry with me about that?"
"With what?"
"With getting her on the pill."
"Hell, no!"
"But you said..."
"I said what I had to say to get you to protect her. Now, she won't get knocked up, so don't worry about it. Let her have her fun."
"But, Ed..."
"Geezums! Just hush, will you! Now get on that bed and spread 'em, honey!"
As Ed slid into his wife, Wanda quickly forgot about Mindy and her two beefy lovers and concentrated on her own lover. Knowing that he was unlikely to cum anytime soon, Ed took it slow and settled in for a Sunday afternoon marathon sex job on his wife. For her part Wanda's ardor quickly grew and grew until the only thing that mattered was her own pussy and the cock that was masterfully pleasuring her. Ed changed positions often that afternoon and alternated fucking and eating out his wife of some fifteen years.
By the time the boys had finished with her, Mindy was pretty well finished herself. She watched dispassionately as Ken and his older brother hurriedly dressed and then left her naked and leaking on her bed. Then she sort of remembered something. It wasn't a crisp memory, but instead just a hazy recollection of her parents. Were they home? It's not like she actually saw them, but she sort of thought that she had heard their voices. No, that couldn't be... there would have been a scene if her mother had caught her screwing... and screwing two guys no less. But then she thought she heard their voices again. Mindy considered getting up and investigating, but she could hardly move. She closed her eyes...
"Beautiful, isn't she?" Wanda heard her husband say over her shoulder.
"You shouldn't be gawking at her like that," Wanda answered.
"I'm not gawking, I'm stating a fact. Look at her, fucked out and sleeping like a kitten."
Mindy's eyes shot open from her slumber when she thought she heard her parents talking again and then quickly closed them again. Cautiously she opened her eyes just enough so that she could peer through them. As the thoroughly ravished girl was still on her back and looking back toward the door, everything she saw was upside down, including her mother and father as they stood talking at her door.
"You shouldn't have allowed that," Wanda lamented.
"Why not? Obviously she knows the score now and by all appearances, she enjoys it... just as she should."
"But it's just not right."
"What's not right? That she was getting laid?"
"By two boys at once!"
Closing her eyes lest she be detected, Mindy strained to listen, but she couldn't make out exactly what was being said other than that they were talking about her. 'Oh, crap! I am really in for it,' she thought. 'Damn that Kenny and his brother! I told them they couldn't stay so long!'
"Last night you seemed to enjoy more than one dick at a time," Ed said softly so as to not wake his naked daughter,
"That's different. She's just a baby."
"Hell, when you were her age, you had a baby... remember."
Wanda turned to Ed. "Yes, I do remember. You know, I don't understand you sometimes. I thought you didn't want her to start screwing."
"I never said that."
"But when we discussed that she would soon be sexually active, you said putting her on the pill would be giving her a license to screw."
"And it has... without the fear of getting knocked up."
"Then you knew that I put her on the pill?"
"Of course I knew. I found them among her things."
"You were spying on her?"
"Let's just call it keeping tabs on what she's up to. That's what good parents do."
"And you're okay with what happened here today?"
"Sure. I couldn't stop it if I wanted. I don't know who those two were, but last night she went to a party with Mark. The night before she was spreading her legs for some guy named Mike. So that's four different boys this weekend. I suspect there were several more last night at the party too."
"I can't believe that you're so happy to see her turn into a slut!"
"Hey, I'm happy that she's enjoying herself. Took me fifteen years to get you to loosen up, to let go and to enjoy yourself."
"That's different..."
"No, it's not."
The talking had stopped, or rather it faded out. Mindy ventured to peer through the slits of her eyes once again and this time she saw nothing. 'Maybe they just got home,' reasoned the teen girl considering that they would have said something if they had gotten home a little too early and had seen what she was doing. Then she realized that she was still nude while they were looking in on her. It's not that she minded that her father saw her naked like that, she had enjoyed displaying herself to him yesterday morning and he certainly enjoyed it too. 'But why did Mama allow that?' she thought. Pondering that question, but not too diligently, she dozed off again for a good long afternoon nap.
When Mindy finally woke from her nap, she slipped into the shower, then dressed and ventured downstairs. It was a fairly mundane late Sunday afternoon scene with her father planted in front of his big screen HD TV watching a football game while her mother puttered about in the kitchen preparing a late Sunday dinner.
Deciding it was best to test the waters with her dad before seeing her mom, she came into the living room and sat beside him on the sofa. Ed turned and kissed her on the forehead. "Get a good nap, sweetie?" he asked.
"Yeah, I was really tired."
"Stayed up all night, did you?"
"Sort of."
"How many?"
"How many what?"
"How many boys did you screw last night? Let's see, you went with Mark... was Mike there too? And those two guys you were fucking when your mother and I came home..."
"Oh, my gawd! Mom saw us?"
"Yes and so did I. Oh, don't worry, Pumpkin, your mom's a bit flustered about that, but she knows that there's nothing to be gained by making an issue of it."
"You mean you're okay with that?"
"Sure. It's just sex; mankind's greatest pleasure. Looked to me that you were enjoying yourself."
"What did Mama say?"
"What could she say?"
"She must've said something."
"Yes, she said, 'Ed, you have to put a stop to it,' or something to that effect. I told her that we should leave you alone. Now you haven't answered my question... how many?"
"Daddy... I..."
"Okay, it's none of my business, but was it more than four? Okay, you don't have to answer me, but I'll take that as a yes."
Wanda stepped into the doorway and saw Mindy sitting with her father. "Mindy, could you please set the table for me?" Mindy was relieved that she could get away from her dad and his questions, but it also meant that she'd be alone in the kitchen with her mom.
Nothing was said as Mindy went about the task of laying out the dinnerware as her mother tended to the food preparation, but once she was finished her mother told her, "You know, you will gain a bad reputation carrying on like that with two boys at once."
"I know, Mama. I'm sorry."
"Don't tell me that you're sorry, if you aren't."
Her mother said nothing more about the early afternoon incident and Mindy was both amazed and relieved that her mother didn't make a major issue out of her having sex with the two boys. She sensed that her mother wanted to talk about it, but she didn't, preferring to chat about mundane things, as if it never happened. Her father also said nothing during supper, but occasionally she did catch him smiling slyly at her before turning to her mother and rambling on about nothing in particular.
After supper, Mindy cleared the table and did the dishes, as she knew she was expected to do. She dawdled about, thinking that once she was finished, she would then receive the big talk. Eventually she did finish and Mindy braced herself. Leaving the kitchen, she found her dad sitting on the sofa watching the night game on TV. Her mother was nowhere in sight. Trying to be a nonchalant as possible for a fifteen year old, she came and sat down next to father again.
"Where's Mama," she whispered.
Ed tore his attention away from action and replied, "She's gone to bed. She had hard night too," he laughed.
There was a change of possession and Ed took advantage of the protracted commercial break. "Excuse me for a moment, honey," he said smoothly and headed up the stairs. Mindy figured that he needed to relieve his bladder, but wondered why he didn't just use the downstairs half bath.
Two minutes later, he came back down and announced, "Your mother is fast asleep."
Ed picked up the remote and increased the volume slightly. He turned towards his daughter and kissed gently her on the lips. "Your mother took a sleeping aid, so she won't be waking up anytime soon." He reached forward and began unbuttoning his daughter's blouse adding, "Now, she interrupted us yesterday, so... What do you say? Let's take it up were we left off."
"I'm kind of sore, Daddy," she said softly.
Ed stopped with her blouse half open. "Okay, pumpkin. I understand. I want you to enjoy it as much as I'm going to enjoy it, so I'll take a rain check."
"Are you mad at me?"
"No, I'm not. You really got a dicking this weekend, didn't you? So I'm not surprised that you're not in the mood at the moment. I'll just have to wait. Besides, I've had a busy weekend too."
The night before, Ed had contented himself with feeling up his daughter while he watched the game, but now that it was morning, he was in a more frisky mood. Wanda had gotten up and was downstairs preparing breakfast for her family and Ed could hear the shower running in the upstairs hall bathroom. A moment later he was slipping into the bathroom while his daughter bathed.
Taking up where he was last week, Ed stood by the sink to shave. Shorty, the water turned off and the shower curtain was pulled back. "Daddy!" he heard Mindy exclaim as his bare backside came into her view.
"Morning, baby," he greeted cheerily as he continued to shave while he checked her out in the partially steamed mirror.
Mindy stepped out from the tub, grabbed a bath towel and began drying herself. Her father, acting as if the circumstance was the most natural thing in the world continued to shave. Then wiping the residual shaving cream from his face, he turned and pulled her towel away from her.
"Here, let me look at you, baby," he said as he soaked up her youthful beauty.
"You're a very pretty girl, Mindy. No wonder all boys want to stick their cocks into you.
"I understand that completely," he continued. "But let me give a bit of advice, you need to squeeze your pussy muscles a hundred times a day. That'll keep your cunt nice and tight. It's called Kegel exercises and you can do them anytime, like while you're in class."
"Uh, someone else told me that too," she allowed.
"Really? Who?"
"I'd rather not say."
"So you've been doing them?"
"Yes, everyday, ten times a day. It's gotten so that I don't even think about it."
"Good, girl! Speaking of your pussy, how is it this morning?"
"Better, much better. I'm sorry about last night, Daddy."
"Don't worry about it, Pumpkin. When I fuck you, and I will fuck you... I want you to enjoy it, and not be in pain."
"Would you like me to... you know..." she said looking down at her father's beautiful and erect cock.
"Hmmm, you really can't resist a stiff prick, can you? Well, I won't tell you, 'no', Pumpkin." The pupils in her father's eyes dilated and his nostrils flared as Mindy knelt down before him.
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