Chapter 5
It was a sharp scream and Larry's first thought was that there was a burglar in the house and his sister was in dire danger.
He didn't know why a burglar would pick their house, since there was hardly anything there worth stealing.
He moved into action immediately. He took the stairs three at a time, and, even though his legs ached horribly from the trudge through the snow drifts, he felt a great rush of energy.
He could feel his heart beating wildly, since he had no idea what awful things he would see when he reached the top of the stairs.
And he had no idea what danger might face him as well if he blundered onto a desperate individual with a gun or a knife.
Then he had a different thought. He realized that it wasn't someone who wanted to steal anything at all that was making his kid sister scream.
It was someone trying to rape her! This infuriated him all the more and he was ready and willing to cut the balls off of anyone who would try to do such a vile thing to his sweet innocent sister.
But as he got to the top of the stairs and flung himself into the doorway of Sheree's room he stopped cold.
He blinked three times, unable to believe what he was seeing.
His mother and father were the ones who were attacking Sheree.
She had only screamed once and now she was making sound of sexual pleasure as Dick plummeted his formidable cock into her previously unused cunt.
Sheree was still bound by copper wires to the four bedposts and all Larry could see was his fathers ass heaving up and down as he repeatedly violated Larry's sister as hard and fast as he could.
His mother was leaning over his sister and was licking and sucking at Sheree's oversized hard erect nipples.
Larry didn't know what the fuck to do at that point.
Pinky was the first to notice that her son had arrived.
She lifted her lips from her daughter's breasts and looked up.
She smiled at Larry and this confused the teenage boy even more.
"Welcome to our Christmas party," Pinky said cocking her head slightly to one side.
Larry had to admit that his mother looked pretty sexy naked like that, but he couldn't help but be angry at his parents for forcing his kid sister into doing something she didn't want to do.
"Don't look so shocked, son," Pinky said in a voice that oozed lust. "For Sheree, the pain was only momentary. As you can see, she is now enjoying getting fucked by her old man a lot."
It was true.
Larry could see an expression of pure ecstasy qn Sheree's face.
He was unable to make any comment on the situation whatsoever.
His mind was completely boggled by the events he was watching.
He stood, with his mouth open wide, and he had completely forgotten to blink.
Sheree could feel herself being stroked internally where she had never been stroked before.
She couldn't believe how filled up her cunt felt by her father's thick long cock.
She had suspected all along that he was not going to fuck her gently and now she was more than glad she had been right.
Sure, it had hurt a hell of a lot, when he first plunged his rod into her, tearing open her hymen viciously.
But the pain had only lasted a moment, like tearing off a band-aid from a hairy spot, and now, even though she was still a little sore at the mouth of her pussy where the wound had been opened, she loved the feeling of being penetrated so deeply by her old man's dong.
The pleasure she was experiencing made the pain irrelevant.
She even began to move her hips up and down so that each violation of her cunt would be as deep as possible.
She could feel a new source of pleasure in this first fuck.
Instead of being centered in her clitoris, she now felt her orgasm building up some place deep inside her womb.
The muscles in Sheree's throat were very constricted, and her deep moans had become frustrated gurgling noises in the back of her throat.
Her eyes were shut as tight as they could be shut and her mouth was gaping open as if she was struggling for every wisp of oxygen she could force into her straining lungs.
Dick had his face buried in his daughter's neck and he was biting and sucking her there feverishly.
Larry had no idea what he was supposed to do.
He could feel the anger he felt when he thought his sister was being raped by a stranger subsiding.
But everything had gotten so weird so quickly, he didn't know how he was supposed to feel.
What he actually felt, although he was reluctant to admit this to himself, was extremely horny.
He became even more confused when he saw that his mother was looking at him with lust in her eyes.
He could tell that his mother and father had been out all night drinking.
He knew that sober they would never be able to carry out such kinkiness.
But Larry was a little on the drunk side himself, after a very full night with the Mumm sisters.
He would have thought that he didn't have another drop of come in him, but he felt his cock start to grow inside his jeans anyway.
He felt a little guilty, because he knew he was getting worked up like that by looking at his mother's naked body.
He knew he was not supposed to be sexually attracted to his mother.
He knew that this was one of society's strictest taboos. But he could also feel his will drifting away as his confusion mounted.
He knew that if his mother wanted to seduce him right then and there there was nothing he would be able to do to stop her.
"What do you think of all of this Larry?" Pinky asked her son, flashing a smile of nicotine stained teeth.
Larry stammered a bit and then said, "I don't know what to think."
"Don't you think it's very sexy that your whole family is getting it on?"
"I guess so. I mean I never really gave it much thought."
"I think you are going to join the party and you are going to enjoy it just as much as the rest of us."
"No I don't think so. I think I'm just going to go downstairs and make myself a cup of coffee or something."
Larry made a move for the door but he didn't get very far.
"Get over here, Larry. I want you now and I'm not going to take no for an answer!" Pinky said in a voice that told her son that she wasn't kidding.
Larry halted in his tracks and turned around to face his naked mother.
She held her slim arms out in front of her as an invitation for him to come and embrace her.
There was one last twinge of guilt in Larry, then his glands took over and he could not combat his manly feelings a second longer.
He felt as if he had fallen under his mother's spell.
He felt as if he no longer had a will of his own and that he must do whatever she told him to.
He had read that every boy, to one degree or another, desires his mother sexually, and now he knew that that was all true.
He moved like a zombie towards Pinky.
Everything flickered as if it was in an old silent movie.
He could still feel the effects of the drugs he had taken while fucking Darcy and Marcy and this further broke down his inhibitions.
He realized that he was about to fuck the womb that had given him birth and this made his long thick prick grow hard and stiff inside his tight jeans.
By the time he got to Pinky he felt as if he was going to tear the front of his pants right out.
"Ma, I don't think this is the right thing for us to do," he whimpered in a last ditch attempt to save himself from something he just knew was going to haunt him for the rest of his life.
But Pinky could tell by the tone of his voice that he didn't mean it.
She could tell by the huge bulge in the front of his pants just how much he desired her.
It made Pinky feel very good and sexy that her own handsome son desired her in a sexual way.
It made her feel young and fresh once again, just like in the days when she used to get whistled at on the street.
She wrapped her arms around her stud son's waist and thrilled at how muscular he wajs.
She ran her hands down over the, seat of his pants and pulled his hips snug against hers.
That lump in the front of his jeans was pressed directly against Pinky's crotch and she sighed with the pleasure it gave her.
"I'll bet your cock is just as big as your old man's," she whispered in her son's ear.
When she whispered like that he could feel her hot moist breath and it made goose bumps form all over his body.
Her large breasts were pressed firmly against the front of his coat and he wrapped his hands around his mother's naked waist.
She was a lot shorter than him and she had to stand up on her tip toes to give him a tender little kiss on the ear-lobe.
He sighed. He surrendered. Her will was now his. She would be his master, his mistress, and he would be her slave, her sex-slave.
"Don't you think you are wearing too many clothes?" Pinky said, sticking her hot wet tongue into Larry's ear. "I mean, you have to keep up with the Joneses, you know?"
She grabbed the zipper at the top of his coat and slowly, oh so slowly, pulled it all the way down until his coat fell open.
"I'll bet you have been out fucking all night, haven't you Larry?" Pinky said with a sly smile.
"Uh huh," Larry said sheepishly. He could feel his face turning beet red with the embarrassment he felt.
His face burned it was flushed so badly. He couldn't help but think of how much his cock ached, caged up in the prison of his tight jeans.
He thought about how good it was going to feel when he took those pants off and let his cock and balls breath free once again.
Pinky slowly pulled his coat off over his shoulders and let it fall to the floor.
She undressed him quickly from that point on.
She pulled his shirt up over his head so she could see his broad muscular chest.
She had always liked her men very thin and she was sexually excited by Larry's extremely thin waist and hips.
She ran her fingers over Larry's tiny nipples and he sighed.
Even though men's nipples were without function, Pinky knew from years of experience that they were just as sensitive as a woman's.
They even became erect if they were touched gently enough, and they were a much neglected source of man's pleasure.
Pinky's fingers were busy by this time and she immediately moved down to unbuckle Larry's belt.
Larry felt a numbness from the neck up. It was as if his cock was doing the thinking for him now.
He no longer felt any guilt at all because this was his mother that he was about to have sexual relations with.
In fact, Pinky being his mother only made her more desirable to the tall handsome teenage boy.
Larry built up all of the courage he had an he gently laid his hand on his mother's breast.
Her tit was hot and he could almost feel h fingertips sizzle as he touched her gently there.
"Ummm," Pinky said. "You have a gentle touch. I think that is the sign of a true man. A true man knows how to be gentle."
Her voice was hypnotic and Larry could feel himself falling further into her spell.
His balls ached like he hadn't had sex in week as his mother carefully unsnapped the top of his jeans and pulled down his fly.
No drug could make him feel this blissful. He was in a pleasant dreamworld, where taboos become realities and forbidden fruit is passed around like plates of sirloin at a banquet.
Using both hands she pulled open the top of Larry's pants and she could see that his cock was pointing straight up, and peaking out of the top of the elastic of his underwear.
Pinky could see the very tip of his cock and it was a deep purple color.
It was throbbing visibly and Pinky could tell by the way it was pinned to his belly by the elastic on his jockey shorts, that it must be very uncomfortable.
She flicked a long fingernail against the very tip of his prick, and Larry gasped.
"You certainly are hot, aren't you?" Pinky said, as if she already knew the answer.
"Uh huh," he said in a tiny voice. He was not about to disagree with her on anything.
He would have nodded if she had asked him if he wanted to drink her piss.
She couldn't stand to see his young eager cock trapped that way a second longer so she worked her long knowing fingers underneath his jeans and his underwear at the same time.
Larry had enough common sense to kick off his wet shoes as his mother tugged his pants down until they were around his knees.
Larry sighed deeply as he felt his cock and balls released from their tight prison.
He could feel his cock spring out and stick out straight in front of him.
"Ooooh," Pinky said as she got to see his cock and balls in their entirety for the very first time. "You are hung like a horse, oh stud son of mine. I know how good it's going to feel when you hump me with that rod of yours."
Larry felt like saying thank you, but he didn't because he wasn't sure it was appropriate.
Only minutes before it would have seemed perverted for his mother to speak to him that way.
Now, it seemed like the most natural thing in the world.
With his pants down around his knees, Pinky knelt before her son and looked at his throbbing cock up close.
She could smell the cunt juices from the Mumm sisters on her son's prick and that only turned her on more.
Larry could feel his mother's breath on his private parts.
His cock bobbed up and down, impatient to be carressed.
She put both of her hands on his thin thighs and kissed him on the belly button.
He rested his hands on top of his mother's head, looking down at her with adoration in his eyes.
He ran his fingers through her dyed blonde hair and was amazed at how soft and silky it was.
He hadn't touched her hair that way since he was a small child and it was just as soft as he had remembered it.
Age had done nothing to decrease Pinky's sensuality.
"I'm going to suck you off, now son," Pinky whispered, her lips only inches away from the tip of his throbbing cock.
"Okay," Larry managed to say. He was breathing hard and he could feel his knees shaking a little. He hoped his mother wouldn't notice how nervous he was.
Of course, she did notice, but his nervousness only made her feel that much more in control.
Pinky liked to feel in control in every sexual situation, even though that wasn't always the way it worked out.
All too often, she was forced to play the submissive by the truckers and construction workers who picked her up and fucked her after hours of drinking beer at Hookie's
Pinky had always wished that she could have been rich and live in New York City.
She would have been a real dominatrix bitch and she would have had a harem of slaves.
She would have had a closet full of sexy leather outfits and she would have whipped and tortured men who needed pain to find their pleasure.
These were just fantasies and she had never done anything like that, but the idea that her son was nervous and would obey her no matter what the order, made her cunt get all soupy and slippery.
She moved her head slowly forward and kissed the very tip of her son's dark purple glans. He groaned, and she knew she had him wrapped around her little finger.
She ran her hands slowly up the insides of his skinny thighs until her fingernails brushed against the base of the dangling sack which held his balls.
Pinky loved the way her son's cock smelled and she was looking forward to taking that pulsating rod deep into her throat. She ran her nails all over his balls as lightly as she could.
Larry had no sense of reality left in his mind. His exhaustion, sexual arousal, and confusion over the events of the last few moments, had left him in a fantasy world.
He was no longer aware of the shoddy surroundings.
In his mind he was being given pleasure on a desert island somewhere in the south Pacific.
Pinky lowered her head and licked Larry's balls tenderly.
She licked that sack all over until it was wet from her spit.
She knew that saliva was very sensuous when used correctly.
It could even be sexy to spit in a lover's mouth if the timing was correct.
Larry could feel the semen swirling about in his balls.
He knew, in spite of the fact that he had just gotten back from a draining threesome, that he would not take very long to come once his mother started to suck his rigid penis.
"Ummmm, you taste good," Pinky said. "I don't know what twat you were banging last night, but she sure was sweet."
Larry said nothing. He threw back his head and arched his back, offering his crotch entirely to his mother.
She ran the tip of her tongue up and down the thick shaft of his veiny lance.
She flicked her tongue back and forth all up and down the underside of his penis.
Then she cupped her hand under his dangling balls sack and opened her mouth as far as she could so she could suck him.
He groaned loudly as she slipped her soft lips over the head of his cock and drove her head forward so his prick rammed deep down her throat.
Larry had never known a mouth as talented as his mother's.
He could tell that his impending orgasm was going to be a huge one.
She worked his cock in and out of her throat, sucking and licking at the same time.
She made a funny slurping noise as she gave him that blow job.
Larry could feel the come settling at the base of his cock preparing to spurt.
All of the muscles in Larry's body were taut, and his legs felt like they wouldn't hold him up a second longer.
His knees began to shake violently and he increased his grip on the top of his mother's head.
He began to thrust his hips back and forth, driving his cock violently into his mother's mouth.
She put her hands on his almost non-existant buttocks and pulled him in each time he thrust his hips forward.
Larry let out a desperate scream and shot his wad into his mother's willing throat.
She ate his come, and savored it's bitter, salty taste.