Chapter 9
Alicia was annoyed when she heard the loud, persistent knock at the front door. She had just gotten Amanda McCanlon wrestled into her newest and most thrilling bondage device-a sensory deprivation suit.
It was like armor worn by gallant knights in days of old, but greatly oversized, padded inside with a flesh-like plastic foam that molded itself to fit the wearer. Warmed by wires like those in an electric blanket, the snug, form-fitting interior was controlled so as to match body temperature.
Inside the suit, a person did not feel hot or cold, just a lulling, neutral temperature. The padding was textured to dull the sensation of touch.
Amanda's first sensation inside the suit was one of drifting weightless in space. The next was her awareness of silence. Total and complete silence. Foam padding around her head absorbed all the sound waves. Amanda could not see, hear or feel a thing.
There were three parts of the fleshy, semirigid plastic suit that could be opened. One over each tit and one over the pussy, with the padding inside shaped to make a woman's sex organs protrude through the openings.
"Orgasms in the suit are simply out of this world," Alicia had said. "All your senses are blocked except pure sexual pleasure. All your energy, every nerve and fiber is focused on climax without any kind of distraction."
Amanda was doubting and fearful, but Alicia's lithe body was strong. It was useless to struggle against her.
"You'll love it when Vance comes back," Alicia said just before sealing the face plate that would shut out all sight and sound. "You'll have orgasms so fabulous they're hard to believe!"
Then the lid closed over her face and Amanda was alone in a dreamy world devoid of sensation. There was no way of telling how long she drifted, no way to reckon the passage of time.
Now Alicia belted her luxurious fur-trimmed robe and went to the door, anxious to be rid of whoever it was.
"Oooh, Cal and Cody! What are you doing here?"
"We came to get our mother," Cal said with a crooked little grin.
"Er, well-I'm afraid that's not possible," Alicia said. "She's not here."
"Where is she?" Cody asked. He still had terrible fears about what would happen if they fucked their mother.
"Aaah, she's gone somewhere quiet and peaceful," Alicia told them. "All that's happened around here was a bit much for her I'm afraid."
"All that's gonna happen around here ain't happened yet," Cal said. "You know Mr. Brandon is fucking Melissa at our house right now?"
Alicia staggered back, her face pale. "I-I thought he might be. She's been asking for it for a long time."
"Her cherry's been ripped all to hell," Cal said. "Cum's dripping out of her pussy like a leaky water pipe."
"Oooh, my poor baby!"
"It ain't all bad," Cal said. "You're gonna have a freshly fucked virgin to suck."
She gave him an oddly twisted grin and a knowing glance. "To complete my contract with the devil? To keep from turning into a vampire?"
"There's one more thing you gotta do," Cal said, striding boldly into the house. "The devil in me wants more."
"The devil in us all demands more," Alicia said. "No rest for the wicked, isn't that what they say in church?"
"Yeah." Cal knew by her look that she would go along with them. "Now where's this nice quiet place our mother is resting?"
Alicia turned and tossed her head. "This way, boys. Vance built a playroom in the basement."
Alicia Brandon had hungrily sucked her husband's jism from Amanda's cunt, then pressed her into the sensory deprivation suit for him to fuck again. Pleasing her husband was the only way to gain his foregiveness. Now that he was fucking their daughter, Amanda wasn't really needed.
"We gotta fix it some way so mom don't know it's us," Cal said as they descended the stairs.
"As it happens, I've already done that. She won't see or hear you. Only feel your cocks-if you're both certain that's what you want."
"I'm sure," Cal said. "And I think she wants it too."
"Yes, she does. Your mother and I had quite a talk. She hates to admit it, but her craving for unusual pleasure is far greater than mine. It's all so new to her."
She opened the door to a basement room outfitted for bondage.
Cal walked into the basement room and glanced around at all the exotic devices it contained-some authentic replicas of ancient torture devices, others ultra-modern, like exercise machines made of gleaming chrome and modified to distort the female body into unusual postures for pleasure.
"Where's Mom?"
"There." She pointed to the flesh-colored, vaguely female form of the sensory deprivation suit. "You don't need to whisper. Shout if you like, she can't hear a thing."
Cal circled the faceless, semi-human shape.
"Looks like an astronaut ready to blast off," he said. "But there's no tits to suck. No pussy to fuck. What the hell good is it?"
"You want tits? I'll give you tits." Alicia opened the cone-shaped covers over Amanda's lush tits. They bulged through the circular openings, plump nipples just starting to swell.
Inside the isolation suit, Amanda felt the chill as her tits were exposed. That was all she could feel. Only her luscious big tits flashed sensory messages to her brain. She languished in the silent black void that surrounded the rest of her body.
Cal stared at the glorious pair of tits he'd been aching to suck since watching Melissa put his mother in bondage.
"You sure she can't hear us?" Cody asked.
"She can't see or hear you," Alicia said again. "And she can't feel anything except where her skin is exposed. All her senses are focused there."
"That's kinky," Cal said. "That's really kinky! Hey, Mom-you remember how I sucked your tits when I was little?"
She couldn't hear him, but Amanda did feel warm lips circle her nipple. A tongue flicked the ruddy big tit-nub and she felt a flash of lewd pleasure explode inside her head.
A moment later another pair of lips sucked on her other tit. She felt another shocking rush of sensation. Amanda knew right away who it was. A vivid image of Cal and Cody sucking her tits as babies flashed before her eyes like something on a movie screen.
But they weren't babies anymore. She had seen their cocks naked and jetting cum. That vision persisted even when her conscience raged. Amanda's pussy clenched and squirmed.
The dome-shaped cover shielding her cunt popped open and she felt another shuddering sensation of heat and cold. A hand settled on the ripe hump of her cunt-mound and a finger curiously circled her clit.
She knew in a flash that it was Cody's hand. He was always the shy one. But his twirling finger made her clit swell and strain with throbbing desire. Amanda heaved a thankful moan, glad that only her tits and cunt were exposed to stimulation. If she had seen her boys sucking her tits and getting ready to ram their cocks into her, she might well have lost her nerve.
In the peaceful void, Amanda responded only to sensations of pleasure. And she responded more intensely than ever before. She felt a fleshy cock-head stir her cut and center itself in her cunt-slit.
Amanda shivered ecstatically inside the suit, feeling all the heat of frustrated desire settle itself in her tits and pussy. Then the unseen cock stabbed into her, burning deep to make her frenzied cunt-muscles writhe with delight.
Deprived of her other senses, Amanda's cunt became keenly aware of everything. She could measure the length of the stabbing thrusts and feel the furious heat of exploding young lust inside her pussy.
Cody was astride her, sucking and fucking like a young demon. It wasn't like fucking his mother. He had no reservations. He was just fucking a cunt he'd known and loved all his life.
Mother and son had a thrilling climax together, a grinding orgasm of newly unleashed desire. Then Cal took his turn, driving his cock into her cunt with even more frenzied thrusts. Amanda wept and moaned in isolation, cum-ming again and again as her lusty boys traded off.
They each fucked her four times. Amanda quickly lost count of the fabulous orgasms that came almost nonstop. How long it went on she had no way to know. She was lost in a swirling black void of eerie bliss.
Jack McCanlon came home late, tired after a hard week of work and a long drive from a distant construction site. Amanda met him at the door, dressed as he'd never seen her before-in skimpy black bikini panties and a strapless bra with open-tipped cups that made her plump nipples bulge. Over that she wore a filmy black nightgown that veiled her sweeping curves.
"What's all this for?" he asked with a curious grin.
"Oooh," she said. "I got to thinking while you were gone. Our sex life had gotten rather dull."
Amanda hugged him and humped her lush ripe pussy-mound against his hardening cock.
"Er, wait," Jack said. "What about Cal and Cody? I don't want them to see you like this. They're horny enough as it is."
"I know," she said, grinning like a sly conspirator. "They're spending the night with friends."
"Then we don't have to hold back because of the kids," he said, sweeping aside her nightgown to fondle her tits, twirling the plump, dark nipples that bulged from the cups of her bra.
"We don't have to hold back ever again," Amanda said, humping her luscious ripe cunt to make his cock hard. "But you have to tell me the truth. Have you ever wanted to fuck someone else?"
"Wanted to, maybe. But I never have."
"Never have and never will?" she asked, leading him down the long hall to the darkened back of the house.
"What are you getting at?"
Amanda turned and curled her arms around his neck, rocking her shoulders to rub her lush tits across his chest.
"I mean, would you like to fuck another woman-if you met someone younger, someone very blonde and very beautiful?"
"That would be tempting, but you're my wife."
"Suppose I said you could have her? Suppose I said I want you to have her."
"I'd think you went crazy while I was gone." Jack pushed her into the bedroom and snapped on the light. "Ooooh, shit!"
Melissa Brandon was bound on their bed with a bridle and steel bit gagging her mouth. Fur-lined leather cuffs laced her wrists and ankles, drawn by chrome chains to the four posts of the bed.
A slinky black corset with low-cut cups cinched her shapely young figure. Blonde hair shimmered and swirled around her tossing head.
"There she is, Jack. You can have her. I'm anxious to see which of us you'll pick."
Jack gulped, blinked and looked again. "Jesus Christ! That's Melissa Brandon! Her father is-"
"I know who her father is," Amanda said. "We've gotten to know the Brandons quite well while you were gone."
"Not well enough to have their daughter half-naked and chained to our bed!"
"Oooh, that well at least. Cal and Cody fucked Mrs. Brandon last night."
"They what?"
"Cal and Cody fucked Melissa's mother," Amanda said.
"Goddamn! I hope this is all your idea of joke."
"No, dear. Vance was really mad at first. He made me lick and suck the cum from his wife's cunt. Then he fucked me."
"He what?"
"He fucked me! That was my first time with another man, Jack. And I like it. I really did!"
"You bitch! You fucking whore! He backhanded her with a stinging loud slap that sent Amanda reeling into the chair by her dressing table.
"Jack, people sometimes do things under stress that are hard for others to understand."
"Stress? I'll show you stress." Jack grabbed his tooled leather belt. He looped it around her and the back of the chair, binding Amanda's arms.
She watched him undress, wildly ripping off clothes Amanda knew she would have to mend later.
"So you liked it?" he growled. "My cock isn't enough for you? Well, you watch what it does to this luscious little bitch!"
McCanlon's jealous fury kept him from pausing to wonder how the young blonde came to be bound on his bed with her legs spread. Jack swung astride her and rammed his cock into her cunt.
Melissa screamed despite the bit in her mouth.
Jack arched back and rammed her again. Amanda jerked under the strap that bound her in the chair.
"Brandon fucked you and made you like it. Now I'm fucking his daughter. How do you like that, Amanda?"
"I wish you'd fuck me!" Amanda cried. "I still love you."
"Maybe I'll give you a shot-but not until I've fucked this cunt's mother. Did Cal and Cody really get their cocks in that bitch?"
"Yes, they did," Amanda said. "And they made her like it too."
"Those guys!" Jack beamed proudly. "Chips off the old block. Did they fuck you too, Melissa?"
, With his cock reaming her tight cunt and the steel bit bound in her mouth, Melissa could not speak. The others didn't want her letting on how much she loved being fucked-not until Jack had been brought around to their way of thinking.
Melissa nodded her head, beaming a grin warped by the biting steel bit. Jack saw her look of delight and said, "Those little devils! They made you like it, I'll bet!"
She nodded her head again.
"Did one of them get your cherry?" he asked, stroking his hands through her silky blonde hair.
"No, Jack. That honor went to me." Vance
Brandon walked into the room still wearing the spike-studded black leather harness that so enhanced his daughter's pleasure.
"It was, as your wife tried to explain-under stress."
McCanlon's head jerked.
"Don't stop," Brandon said smoothly. "Give my little girl the good reaming she wants."
"Please do, Mr. McCanlon!" Alicia groaned, entering the room. "I've sheltered her far too long. I should have remembered how horny I was at her age."
"Oooh, Jeeez!" Jack moaned, but his driving cock only missed two beats-one as each of Melissa's parents spoke. Melissa's cunt squeezed and sucked his hot cock so there was no doubt about what she wanted.
Amanda writhed and squirmed under the belt that bound her in the chair. "I brought her here for you, Jack. I wanted to see your cock fucking another cunt."
"Why? You think that's gonna make me forget Vance Brandon had his prick in you?"
"I don't want you to forget. I want to make you hotter than he was."
"You wait, I'll be plenty hot when I finish with Melissa! I'm gonna whip your ass, then fuck it for giving your cunt to Vance!"
McCanlon's fury gave heat and strength to his hard cock. Melissa gurgled and moaned, jerking the chains that bound her.
"You'll get worse than I'm giving her!" Jack snarled.
"I deserve it!" Amanda sobbed. "Vance isn't the only one who fucked me while you were gone."
"Who else?" Vance asked. Melissa's cunt slithered up and down his spearing cock.
But Jack was outraged and not about to be distracted. He fucked Melissa, and she clenched her cunt and made it ripple in ways he'd never felt before. He roared, grinding down, gushing hot jism into her slinky cunt.
Melissa's bright blue eyes bulged when the first steaming spurt of cum boiled into her. A scream swelled in her chest, choked to a rasping hiss by the steel bit that depressed her tongue and wrenched her jaw.
Alicia strode to the side of the bed and loosened the screws binding the bit in her daughter's mouth. The orgasmic cry pitched higher, as though the woman had turned up the volume on a radio.
Being away so long, and being faithful to his wife all that time, gave Jack a massive load of cum. Melissa arched and wailed, moving her hips, loving the heat of his cum.
Supple cunt-muscles slithered and squirmed while his cock plunged faster, spewing jizz into her fuck-hole. It simmered to the lips of her cunt and dribbled down on the bed, puddling under a cute little ass.
"Hhhooo! Aaahhh! Fuck me, Jack! Fill me with fucking cum! Make me cum with you! Cum and cum again!"
At last her raging orgasm subsided. Melissa fell back on the bed and twitched her ass in the puddle of cum, gulping for breath. Jack sprawled on top of her and fondled the girl's budding tits.
"God damn, she's good!" he moaned.
"She should be," Alicia said. "Melissa practiced with your sons all afternoon."
"Oooh, yeah? My guys taught you to fuck like that?"
"They were great," Melissa said. "They never stop!"
"Even I wasn't enough for them," Alicia said. "I just got them started. They took turns with me all night."
"Those horny little bastards," Jack said. "But I'm tired of hearing how horny our sons are. I wanna know who else fucked you."
"Well, dear-"
"Oh, wait." Jack said. "No! Nnnooo, they didn't! They wouldn't dare!"
"Yes, they did," Vance said. "But it wasn't really their fault. Alicia already had her in bondage."
"Bondage? My God!"
"No worse than you strapping her in a chair," Melissa said. "B-b-but-"
While Jack was sputtering, Cal and Cody walked into the room, somehow managing to look smug and sheepish at the same time.
"Hi, Dad," Cal said.
"Welcome home," Cody said.
It took some heavy conversation, but the two families finally got things worked out. The Brandons, Amanda and her two loving sons had talked it over that afternoon.
"Our maid quit," Alicia explained. "And I'm lost without her, so I offered Amanda the job. It pays very well."
"My wife isn't going to work as a maid!" Jack said.
Melissa's wrist shackles had been removed so she could fondle his drained cock and get it hard again.
"The fringe benefits are fabulous!" Melissa moaned.
"And I'm without anyone to run the stable," Vance said. "Your boys would be perfect for that job. My wife-likes their work."
"That way you won't have to go away again, Dad. You can take care of the farm. Run it the way it should be," Cal said.
"I don't want my family to be servants!" Jack said stubbornly.
"It's not like they'd be slaves," Alicia told him, sitting down on the bed. She fingered Jack's balls while her daughter stroked his cock. "More like family."
"One big happy family," Melissa said with a smile.
The idea was appealing. Jack liked having a gorgeous mother and daughter combination fondle his cock and balls.
"All right," he said.
Jack smiled, then turned to glare at Amanda. "But your ass still gets whipped and fucked."
"Oooh, darling! I was hoping you'd say that!"
"And you!" He turned his heated gaze on the two worried boys. "Don't you dare take anymore of my cigarettes!"
"We won't," Cody said.
"We got better things to do now," Cal said.