Sleepwalker, part 2

Written by wetfly6969 (wetfly6969@aol.com)

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      The loud crash brought me from my sleep as I looked around
slightly disorientated. I was still at Shelley's apartment but
she wasn't next to me. I heard the front door and climbed out of
bed. Someone better not be trying to break in. Slipping on my
robe, I grab the baseball bat and snuck out into the living room.

      The front door was wide open but I didn't see anyone. I
checked the other rooms before heading to check on Sarah. Her
door was opened and not very surprisingly, she wasn't in her bed
either. I wondered where they were at 1 o'clock in the morning.
If what I was told about her was true, I knew I'd better go look
for them before they get into trouble.

      I got a glance of someone who I thought was Shelley just as
she disappeared around the corner of the next building. Rushing
out, I followed hoping to catch up to her before she disappeared
into the maze of buildings. The lighting isn't the best, but her
white nightgown was as bright as a billboard against the darkened
walkways.

      Around the next building is when I caught up to her and
slowed my pace as I wanted to see what she was up to. Just ahead
of her was Sarah walking slowly and erratically, wearing only a
pair of panties and I had to wonder why she didn't catch up to
her and take her home. Suddenly Shelley stopped and ducked into
an archway and I slipped behind a bush about 20 feet behind her
and watched.

      There was an old man standing just inside of his patio gate
watching as Sarah approached. He said something to her but I was
too far away to hear and moved a little closer. He made no
attempt to hide the fact he was staring at her flat chest as she
approached. She never responded and he stepped out into her path
and she bumped into him.

      I reached Shelley by this time and asked what was going on
in a whispered voice. Putting a finger to her lips, she turned
her attention back to Sarah and the old man. "Where are you going
dressed like that, young lady?" he asked keeping his eyes on her
chest. She stared blankly ahead, just a few inches from him.

      "Are you on something, Honey?" he asked reaching his hand
out to touch her face before smiling. "Drugs, they're ruining
your generation, aren't they?" he added glancing around to see if
anyone was looking for her. She remained steadfast, her eyes
focused on nothing. "Why don't you come in here and have a seat,
you look tired," he said putting his arm around her shoulder and
guiding her through his opened gate.

      "Shelley, are you going to let that old man take her back
there?" I asked. Her gaze remained until the gate closed.
"Shelley, what's going on?"

      "I told you before we can't wake her when she's
sleepwalking. You've got to let it run its course. Come on, let's
go," she said slipping out from our hiding place. I cautiously
followed not sure what to expect.

      After I found Sarah dry humping her tiger last night I
fucked her and dropped a hot load of cum deep inside her creamy
hole before putting her back to bed and joining Shelley in the
kitchen. The entire encounter lasted maybe six or seven minutes
and she never even noticed my absence. An hour later she went to
wake her and we had dinner and watched TV. Every-thing seemed to
be normal until 10 o'clock when it was bed time and Shelley gave
her another pill.

      We were still watching TV when Sarah walked past us heading
for the kitchen and we followed. Just as the night before, she
looked for something to shove into her pussy and settled for a
banana. While in a trance, she pushed the yellow fruit deep
inside and began pushing and pulling it out increasing her speed
each time it was withdrawn. Shelley knelt beside her and coaxed
her to do it harder, even putting her hands over her daughters
and helping to push it. Standing a few feet away I couldn't help
but get hard and squeezed my erection a few times while I
watched.

      "You want the real thing, don't you, Sweetie?" she asked
her like before and the girl froze. "Come, momma's got the real
thing in your room," she added winking at me. The banana hit the
floor and the both brushed past me heading for Sarah's bedroom. I
followed. This was too good a deal to pass up.

      Sarah was on her back, legs spread and Shelley was licking
and sucking on her bald cunt just like before. I didn't wait to
be told to join them and jerked my pants down before getting into
bed with them. "She needs your cock," Shelley said lifting her
face away from Sarah, her mouth dipping wet. She didn't need to
tell me twice and I moved to take her place between her
daughter's legs.

      Lining my cock with her wet slit, I pushed, forcing most of
my cock into her on the first thrust. Pulling back, I lunged
forward again crashing my pubes against her bare skin and began
pumping her fast and hard. Her eyes stared straight ahead, not
focused on anything, her face slack and emotionless as her body
swayed up and down from my jabs.

      I didn't even notice that Shelley had left the room as I
was too involved fucking Sarah. Just as before, I didn't take
very long, perhaps five minutes, before my cock was breaking
apart inside the tight confines of her fleshy girlhood. Damn,
that was my third load for Sarah in the past 24 hours. Rolling
off of her, I saw Shelley entering the room wearing some weird
contraption attached to her hips.

      Only the dim nightlight and the hall light lit the room so
I squinted to get a better look of what it was. My mouth dropped
when I realized it was a strap on dildo and the thing was huge.
It looked like a freaking telephone pole sticking out in front of
her and the rubber phallus sagged from its own weight. There's no
way that thing's going to fit inside her little daughter!

      Assuming her feasting position, she sucked on her reddened
pussy for a few minutes before pulling herself up to sit on her
heels, aiming the fake prick at Sarah's cunt. It was a few inches
longer than my cock and much thicker. Like a witness waiting for
an accident to happen, I couldn't tear my eyes away and actually
gasped as the bulbous head slipped into the girl.

      "Shelley, you can't be serious. You're not going to try and
fuck her with that thing, are you?" She didn't answer but
responded by moving closer and sinking another inch or two
inside. The girl didn't even rouse. Slowly she rocked back and
forth, pushing a little more in with every stroke. My own cock
stirred to life watching the slender girl's pussy stretching to
accommodate the over-size cock.

      By the time half of it was inside, I was fully hard and
stroking myself watching. This shit is fucking unreal and I
couldn't believe what I was seeing. Shelley noticed my newly
energized dick and stopped moving. "She prefers the real thing,"
she told me pulling the fake prick out and rolling away from her.
I was stunned and couldn't even move. "What are you waiting for?"
she asked as if annoyed that I didn't jump on her right away.

      Not wanting to disappoint, I crawled between her spread
limbs and shoved my cock fully inside on the first stroke and
didn't slow down. Even though I had just cum a few minutes
earlier, I was so charged up that I fucked her like a sailor on
shore leave, jabbing her repeatedly until I couldn't hold out any
longer and busted another nut as far inside as I could reach,
grinding my pelvis hard against hers.

      I hadn't even gotten off the girl when I heard moans and
grunts and turned to see Shelley had pulled the dildo out of its
holster and was fucking herself with the giant stick. Even after
rolling off of Sarah, she continued pounding the rubbery cock
into her sloppy hole until she began shaking and groaning.

      Her eyes were shut, her face turned toward the ceiling as
her spasms lessoned enough for her to breathe. I was shocked at
what I had just seen. Leaning forward, she ran her tongue along
the top of Sarah's slit and began sucking on her pussy again.
That's one fucked up bitch. I watched for over 10 minutes as she
cleaned out her daughter's pussy the best she could before
getting out of bed.

      "We need to let her sleep now," she said unstrapping the
belts from her. Slowly I got out and we headed back toward the
master bedroom to sleep. I was exhausted and fell asleep quickly
and planned on resting the entire night, but the crash woke me
up.

      We waited outside the fenced patio listening as the old man
kept talking to Sarah, trying to find out who she was and why she
was out in this neighborhood wearing only a pair of panties. I
was tall enough to see over the fence and slowly did that hoping
that he wouldn't be looking up at that moment. She was slopped in
a patio chair, her back bent along the seat and back, her ass
just over the edge and her legs barely reaching the ground. He
was kneeling in front of her giving me a side view of them both.

      Sarah showed no signs of disgust has the old man closely
examined the texture of her skin and the softness of her budding
breasts. He eyed her panties, and the few small wrinkles that
formed at her pussy. But his eyes really locked on her tits. The
old man gently pinched them between his thumb and pointer finger.

      "Oh, Honey... oh my God..." the old man grunted playing
with her pink nipples, before leaning forward to kiss them. Her
eyes rolled back as he made contact with her smooth, soft flesh.
His tongue lapped at her nipples and he sighed with a rush of
pleasure his old mind had nearly forgotten.

      Leaning closer, I watched the old man putting his hand in
the front of her panties while still nursing on one of her
nipples. Sarah's head was thrown backward, her eyes shut while he
worked on her. A few seconds later I watched as her panties
slowly slid down her thin legs to the dirty ground. I was about
to stop him, but I knew that this is what Shelley wanted or she
would have stopped him first.

      "What's going on?" Shelley whispered hardly loud enough to
hear.

      "He's feeling her up and sucking on her nipples," I said
leaning down to softly say into her ear. She grunted with a
smile. "Do you want me to stop him?"

      "NO!" she almost yelled making me duck my head down below
the top of the fence. If he heard her, I wouldn't need to stop
him as he'd probably stop on his own. I waited about two minutes
before peeking back over. He was on his hands and knees, his face
buried between her legs and licking her soiled pussy that I had
just cum in a few hours earlier. I was about to inform Shelley of
what he was doing and noticed she was gone. Looking around, I saw
her walking towards me carrying a trashcan. Setting it next to
me, she climbed up and could watch right along with me.

      It took the old man several long minutes before he pulled
his face away and pulled down his shorts, stroking his limp cock
a few times to get a response. He was old, probably early 60s and
never got fully hard, but hard enough to penetrate her and cum,
shooting his nasty old sperm deep inside of her.

      As he stood, Shelley and I took off around his neighbor's
patio and hid as we knew he was about to send Sarah away. He was
finished with her. Two minutes later, the gate swung open and
Sarah stepped out wearing her soggy panties and a blank
expression. I looked at Shelley and she was grinning about the
whole thing. The gate closed turning my attention back to Sarah
and I noticed she was walking away from the apartment and deeper
into the complex.

      "We better go get her," I suggested. "Don't want her out in
this neighborhood in the middle of the night."

      Shelley grabbed my sleeve. "Its okay let her go. We'll keep
an eye on her," she said leaving to catch up with her. I followed
wondering what I was getting myself into. It wasn't far, just
around the next building, the last one in the row, when we caught
back up to her. Two black guys were blocking her path and making
comments about how she was naked outside. She never responded and
her silence was taken as her willingness to have sex with them.
It's funny how a guy's mind works.

      Shelley dug both hands into the front of her shorts as the
two black guys laid her into the grass and climbed on top of her
like a bike. One pushed his cock into her mouth; the other
slamming her pussy like there was no tomorrow. We stayed in the
shadows watching until the guy fucking her came and moved aside
allowing his friend to do the same.

      Turning to look at Shelley, she was softly moaning, jamming
her hands rapidly inside her panties with her eyes screwed
tightly closed. She wasn't even watching them and was getting
off! The first guy to fuck her was a talker and kept running his
mouth, talking shit about her and all white girls just as the
second guy came, adding his cum to her already overflowing hole.
Shelley fell to her hands and knees panting as a wave of orgasms
rack her body.

      Turning back to the guys, they were leaving, zipping their
pants as they walked away. It was already two in the morning and
I'd had enough. Going to her, I lifted her and carried her back
to join Shelley. "Let's go," I said walking away. She followed
about a minute later and never caught up to my faster pace. I
didn't wait for her and dumped Sarah onto her bed before falling
on her, searching for her gooey hole with my hard cock. Watching
her fucking those strangers really got to me and I couldn't wait
to bust another nut inside this little whore and I wasn't waiting
for Shelley to give me permission.

      Reaching between my legs as I pumped steadily on top of her
young daughter, she played with my balls until I came. I knew
what she wanted and quickly rolled off, making room for her to
gorge herself on several loads of mixed sperm and made my way to
the bedroom. It was late; I was tired and needed some sleep. I'll
deal with them in the morning. Turning back to them from the
doorway, I shook my head watching as Shelley's face disappeared
between Sarah's legs.

      ~ the end of part 2 

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