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   Sleepwalker, Part 3

   by wetfly6969

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   It was the overpowering smell of bacon that woke me.  Slowly I opened my
eyes and looked around.  I was alone in the room and figured Shelley was
making breakfast.  Pulling myself from bed, I made my way to the bathroom
naked.  There's no sense in putting on false pretenses here.

   The door was closed and I heard a shriek when I opened it.  Sarah was
sitting on the toilet and suddenly hunched over attempting to hide her
"privates".  I stood in the doorway, naked with a full-on erection holding
the knob.

   "GET OUT!" She screamed.  "I'm using the bathroom!" I was shocked.  Not
only had I already seen her naked several times, I've already fucked her so
modesty is long gone.  "CLOSE THE DOOR!" she called out still hunched over
as if suffering from a bad stomach cramp.

   "Sorry," I mumbled and closed the door.  This is too freaking weird. 
Heading back to the bedroom, I grabbed my shorts and waited in the hall for
her to finish.  Having only one bathroom may pose a problem with three
people, especially with a shy young girl in the household.  I reached down
to squeeze my still-hard cock.  When the door finally opened, she rushed
out with her head down and ran in front of me into her bedroom slamming the
door.  I shook my head.

   I watched her from across the table while she ate.  She kept stealing
glances back at me but quickly turned away when she noticed I was looking
at her.  Shelley seemed oblivious to everything and was rattling on none
stop about her mother.  I wasn't really paying much attention to her as I
keep watching her daughter and remembering the events from the past few
days.

   I offered to take her to school on my way to work, giving Shelley more
time to clean up.  I watched her little butt swinging back and forth as she
headed down the hall to get ready to go.  Calling out to Shelley we were
leaving; we jumped in my truck and headed south.  Sarah seemed very
distracted and sat as far away from me as possible.  In fact, she was
smashed against the hand rest on the door.

   "Are you mad at me?" I asked giving her quick glances every now and
then. She was quiet so I repeated the question.  She shook her head.  "Why
aren't you talking to me and why are you sitting so far away?  I don't
bite."

   She sniffled and looked my way but not making eye contact.  "You saw me
using the bathroom." she muttered before looking back to the floorboard. 
Oh you've got to be fucking kidding me.  She worried about me seeing her
using the bathroom?  She's been fucked by God knows how many different guys
and I've pumped several loads of cum into her sweet little hole and she's
worried about me seeing her pee?

   "I'm sorry," I said reaching over the seat to touch her arm.  "I should
have knocked.  I'm just not used to having two beautiful women in the house
with me.  Will you forgive me this time?" She sniffled again but smiled. 
"Am I forgiven?" She nodded, lifting her head for the first time.  I rolled
my eyes.  What's with this fucked up little girl?

   Dropping her off, I headed out to the construction site.  We missed half
a day yesterday and would need to work a little longer to keep on schedule.
Normally we start ending the day around 4:30 but we'll be out until at
least 6 today.  Maybe longer.

   I debated again on going home or heading to Shelley's.  It was 6:30 when
I got off the freeway at her exit and knew my cock was guiding me there. 
I've been hard most of the day and couldn't wait to get to her apartment
for some relief.  I bothered me that I really wanted it to come from Sarah
and not Shelley, but I would take whatever I could get.

   Parking in front, I was a little disappointed that there wasn't a bunch
of teenage boys hanging around the apartment.  That would have meant I'd
have a shot at her too, but for now, I guess I'll have to wait for her to
sleepwalk again.  Shelley usually leaves the front door unlocked but not
this time so I knocked, expecting to see her smiling face answering it. 
Instead some older woman with a short, bob cut, dyed blond hair and too
much perfume stood in the doorway.

   I actually had to look at the number on the door to be sure I had the
right apartment.  "Uh, is Shelley here?" I asked wondering who this woman
was answering the door.

   "You must be Will," she said smiling and opening the door wide.  "Come
on in." Cautiously I entered, still confused about what's going on.

   "You know me, but I don't know you," I said hearing the door close. 
Glancing around for any sign of Shelley or Sarah, I jumped when I felt her
hand on my arm.

   "Didn't Shelley tell you I was coming?" she said taking my wrist and
pulling me toward the sofa.

   "Uh, no, I don't think so,"

   "That silly girl.  She probably forgot.  I'm her mother, Gloria, and I'm
here for a couple of days to visit.  I hope you don't mind.  I won't be a
bother," she added.  "Dinner's almost ready, are you hungry?" Whatever it
was she was cooking sure smelled great

   "Yea, I'm, um, starved actually."

   "Good, have a seat, take your shoes off and I'll get you a beer.  Just
relax and let momma take care of you," she called out from the kitchen. 
This is strange, but I like it.

   "Actually, before I sit, I want to take a quick shower.  I've been
working all day and I'm sweaty and dirty," I yelled back.

   "Okay then, I'll put your beer in the freezer to keep it nice and cold
for you." Wow.  Not many women are willing to wait on a man like that
now-a-day.  I could get used to this.  The hot shower felt great and I
actually hummed some forgotten song while I cleaned up.  My cock stayed
semi-erect and I was tempted to masturbate, but decided against it.  I
would save it for a warm, wet hole later.

   Still humming as I pulled opened the curtain; I was shocked to see
Gloria standing there with a big smile and a towel.  Startled, I nearly
slipped in the wet tub but caught my footing just as she stepped closer,
holding the towel out for me.  "I ran it in the dryer to warm it for you,"
she said keeping her eyes focused a little too low for my comfort.

   I was speechless and soon noticed my mouth was hanging open.  Is this
whole family a nut job?  I just met this woman 10 minutes ago and she's
standing in the bathroom handing me a towel while I'm naked.  "Dinner's
ready when you're ready to eat," she added nonchalantly turning to leave. I
watched, still in shock as she disappeared down the hallway.

   I didn't have a lot of clothes there and didn't want to put back the
dirty ones I had just taken off so I slipped on the boxers I usually sleep
in and a tank top.  Making my way to the kitchen, I was greeted by her
smiling face and an opened bottle of beer.  "Have a seat, I'll make you a
plate."

   "So, uh, where IS Shelley?" I asked taking a hard sip of beer.

   "She took Sarah on a, um, an errand."

   "Oh," I replied glancing around the kitchen at all the changes the woman
made while here.  I took another sip, nearly finishing the bottle in two
drinks before setting it down.  That's when I noticed the prescription
bottle with the cap off next to the microwave.  It's the pills the shrink
gave Shelley for Sarah.  I had put them away earlier.  Why are they out and
the cap off?  It could only mean one thing.

   "Shelley has great taste in men," she said dropping a large bowl of stew
in front of me.  "She always did," she added with a wink.  Was this old
woman coming on to me?  She had to be in her mid 40s, making her almost old
enough to be my mother.  "But I guess when you use the shotgun approach to
finding men; you're bound to hit a few good ones."

   I was confused.  What the hell was this crazy broad talking about? 
"Huh? What do you mean?"

   "Oh, let's just say Shelley's experimented a lot with different men.  A
whole lot." I smiled.  Basically she's telling me her daughter's a slut. 
Well, I already knew that and it's one reason I was here.

   "It's been a while since she's had her, um problem and I was glad when
she out grew it."

   "Problem?"

   "Yes.  The same problem Sarah has.  It's genetic, I think.  I don't
remember having it as a child, but people used to tell me stories of wild
things I used to do that I just don't remember doing.  Shelley was
different though.  She could remember doing them like a dream or in broken
images, but she couldn't stop from doing it."

   "I'm sorry, what is it you're talking about?" I asked taking another
bite of the excellent stew.

   "Shelley's told me you're aware of it and that you've even help Sarah a
few times," she said winking.  I swallowed hard.  I think I know what she's
talking about, but I couldn't believe Shelley said anything.

   "I, uhm, well..."

   "Don't worry about it, Will.  You did what you had to in order to help
my granddaughter.  I thank you for that." I just stared at her.  This is
fucked up.

   "Something happens around puberty and the sleepwalking suddenly stops.
That's what happened to Shelley and we were all happy to finally put an end
to the nightmares her behavior caused.  But oddly, she didn't feel the same
way.  She missed it but no matter how hard she tried, no matter how many
guys she let fuck her or what she tried to do, she couldn't get that
feeling back.  It was like a drug and she was hooked on it but couldn't get
any more."

   My stew was getting cold as I sat stunned, staring at the strange woman
sitting across the small table from me telling me a family secret that I
would have never told even my closest friends.  She got up and pulled
another beer from the freezer before setting in down in front of me.  She
was behind me now and I could feel her breath on my neck, giving me chills.
Then I felt her hands on my shoulders.

   "Let me give you a massage," she said rubbing them hard.  "You're all
tense, you need some relief, don't you?" she added squeezing my biceps
simultaneously.  I cringed.  It wasn't that she's not an attractive woman;
she's just about 20 years too old for me.  She grasped my neck in some type
of death grip causing my shoulders to involuntarily rise.

   "Finish eating and I'll give you a really good massage.  I have a
license you know," she added whispering into my ear.  For some reason, I
was no longer hungry and just sat there debating on what the hell I should
do.  Her right hand reached over my shoulder to rub my chest, giving me
goose bumps while her left reached around my side and I suddenly felt it
rubbing my rapidly growing cock through my boxers.

   She was coming onto me hard, and being a guy; I let her and soon found
myself being dragged toward the bedroom.  I felt no shame, no guilt, and no
hesitation.  I was horny and she was a woman.  Enough said.  I'd never
fucked a woman her age before, and frankly I was curious.  She's had a
lifetime of experience and I wanted to see put in practice.

   We were both naked, kissing and touching each other, her sexual
aggressiveness coming through like nothing I'd ever experienced before.  I
was on my back with her on top of me, her hands digging into my chest while
she repeatedly pummeled her very wet hole with my cock.  She didn't have
the tightness of her daughter, and certainly nothing close to her
granddaughter, but for a woman her age, she was fine.

   She was a moaner, or should I say a screamer, and I was afraid someone
would call the cops with her being so loud.  This concern helped me last
longer and she fucked me for nearly twenty, earth-shattering minutes before
I came.  Even as I grew softer, she continued swirling her pussy on my
cock, churning my cum inside.  I played with her tits.  They sagged a
little more than I liked, but were more than a handful.

   "Can you come help me with Sarah?" I heard from the doorway and freaked.
It was Shelley and she just walked in on me and her mother fucking.  I knew
I was screwed in more ways than one.  Gloria leaned over and kissed me hard
on the mouth, slipping her tongue inside my mouth before slowly swinging
her leg over me, causing my semi-erect cock to flop from her dripping
pussy.

   Most guys have had this situation where their girlfriend or wife catches
them with another woman and we all have a canned response for this.  I was
prepared to explain my "weakness" but didn't need to.  Sitting up I noticed
she was kneeling next to the bed in front of her mother with her mouth
glued between her legs, slurping my cum from her own mother's pussy!  My
mouth dropped open and I nearly passed out.  WHAT THE FUCK?

   I couldn't pull my eyes away from them for almost 10 minutes while she
thoroughly cleaned her mother's sodden hole.  Rising from the floor, she
turned to me, wiping the moisture from her lips with the back of her hand
and smiled.  "Can you help me with Sarah?" she repeated getting my boxers
from the floor.  I was stunned and speechless, but slipped them on and
headed outside with her.  Gloria collapsed onto the bed as we left.

   Sarah was in the backseat of the car, naked, legs spread and leaking a
copious amount of slime from her red, swollen pussy.  She had scratches and
some bruising on her torso and dried semen on her face and hair.  I didn't
need to ask what happened as I had a fairly good guess.  "Bring her
inside," she said handing me a musty old sheet.  Wrapping her, I carried
her small, limp body toward the apartment and noticed several people
watching me, some strange man wearing only boxer shorts, carrying a young,
semi-conscious young girl into the apartment.  Shelley was right behind me.

   "Take her into our bedroom," she said closing the door.  OUR bedroom? 
When did it become OUR bedroom?

   Gloria moved over as I entered.  "Put my granddaughter next to me," she
said patting the space beside her.  I did as asked and watched as she
unwrapped the girl like a Christmas present, throwing the covers away from
her.  "Shelley, she's a mess.  You'll need to clean her first," she said
looking at her daughter.  Without any thought, Shelley climbed into the
bed, hunched over between her daughter's legs and dropped her mouth over
her leaking slit.  It was oddly arousing to watch and I had to wonder what
Shelley's life was like when she was younger.

   Sarah stayed still, her eyes still partially open and staring at
blankness while her mother slurped on her pussy and her grandmother tweaked
and sucked on her nipple buds.  My cock was soon at full staff over what I
was witnessing and I knew between the three pussies available, I'd be
cumming in one very soon.  Gloria was smiling at me while she licked
Sarah's nipples and seemed to have read my mind.

   "She'll need you to help wake her," she muttered removing her lips just
long enough to mouth it.  Swallowing hard, I moved closer and waited a few
more minutes for Shelley to move aside.  "Guide it in for him," she told
her grabbing Shelley's wrist and bringing it to my cock.  I knelt on the
bed, still feeling lightheaded from all this crazy shit but allowed her to
pull my cock closer to the bald, gaping hole between her daughter's legs.

   The tip of my cock was still damp with juices from her grandmother as it
easily slipped inside.  She was not as deep as but so much tighter than
Gloria, which made a great contrast.  Shelley left for a moment and quickly
returned with her vibrator and began fucking herself with it, with the
vulgar encouragements of her mother.  Even though I had just cum a few
minutes earlier, all the stimulation caused me to bust my nut too soon to
really enjoy Sarah's little hole for long.  It didn't matter though, I'll
have plenty of opportunities to fuck her more later.

   Exhausted, I rolled over, putting my head on Gloria's lap while Shelley
moved between Sarah's legs to clean her up.  Even though I've seen this
shit first hand, I'm still having a tough time believing what I'm seeing.
Gloria began stroking my hair and I looked up at her smiling face.

   "She'll be waking soon," Gloria said patting my sweaty chest.  We need
to get dressed so that she won't be upset when she does.  "A mind is very
delicate and can be easily damaged if it does not awaken correctly, isn't
that right, Honey?" she asked Shelley who simply nodded.

   I'm still not sure I'm buying all this sleepwalking crap, but if it gets
me all the pussy I can handle, I'll believe anything they tell me. 
Crawling over them, I made my way to take a piss, still smiling over what
just happened.  I'll have to ask Shelley where she took Sarah and have her
fill me in on what they did to her.  I chuckled thinking how perverse that
would sound.

   I needed a beer after all this and headed to the kitchen.  Twisting the
top off, I tossed it on the counter and again noticed the brown bottle next
to the microwave.  Going to it I saw there were only three more pills
inside.  Closing the cap I put it away.  We're going to have to make
another appointment with the doctor tomorrow.  She needs more pills.
   ~ the end of part 3