Episode 48: TURNING poINt

“Well, Sis, I guess you’ve been inducted into the Freak family. I’ll sign us all up for Family Feud.”

“Eric, I didn’t plan on going this far.” Lily Crowe sulked in her seat cushion, like everyone else involved she was still quite naked and gasping for air. Their phone sex partners abandoning them for reasons of snooping family members both Yon and Gwen said their sweet goodnights to Jeffrey and Brian Hancock. Heath Talbot managed to still keep Jenna Nichols on the phone using toys up both her cunt and ass, greedily showing her off from behind to Brian, which meant stretching across Lily on their shared sofa to do so. Weeping dicks were christening poor Lily along her upper thighs while she spoke to Eric. Sadly, Although Eric Crowe was protective of his baby sister, he was amused by her prison system expression.

Pinned under them she couldn’t even continue using her own dildo barely introduced within her aching vulva. She definitely wanted to use it, but her conscience was killing her now that her brother was home and trying hard not to watch her. He too had gotten off by skype with newly acquired MILF, Anita Shepard. Lily for the first time ever had witnessed her brother shoot his load in front of her. All of these guys, cum dripping everywhere she dared to glance, even on Lily thanks to Heath and Brian’s evilness was insane. Sticky she couldn’t even finish for her boyfriend Ben Dunn. Even stranger, Ben was not acting jealous like he had with Tyler Overmeyer, likely because he knew Eric was there to protect her.

“Hey, Lily?” Heath showed her Jenna’s DP demolition while she avoided it like the plague, “You should try that. I can go grab one of Margo’s extra chew toys.”

“I am not putting anything up my ass. Stop teasing me in front of Ben.” Allowing Ben to see her tortured expression probably gave the lovesick lad hope she wasn’t betraying him, at least intercourse wise with the others. “Save me Ben.” She found herself suddenly being tickled by Brian, his hands going to places he really shouldn’t be venturing toward in front of brother Eric. Truth be told Eric had given him a mental encouragement as his way of scared straight. If she thought that they intended to do more to her she might run off and go to bed. Trust him, Eric was watching out for her closely.

“I’m going to go crash. Not much sleep, I’m dragging.” Jeffrey Hancock stood up and gathered his clothes along with empty beer bottles to help clean up. “Work comes early little brother. Dad’s going to be tearing your phone up if you make us late. I can’t afford missing work either.” Sanitation Department rules, he was already on his last warning.

“Sawing logs, before sawing logs. My life sucks.” Brian grazed Lily’s clit with a knuckle in retreating, her yelp signaling Ben to ask what just happened. Leaning in one last time to peer at Ben on Facetime Brian let him know. “Just tickling her fancy Dipstick. You can have her back I’m done with her.” Flipping him off Brian stood up and left his bottles. Pointing at one he told Lily, “There’s your second toy if you decide you want to try it. See, it says Buttwider.”

“It does not, it says Budweiser.” She sneered fending Heath off as he took over the tickling. “Will you please leave me alone.” She swatted repeatedly at Heath. Finally, Eric also stood up to get dressed, what little he had worn after his shower.

“Chill on the copping feels Talbot. She’s like your baby sister too.”

“Dude! We used to love torturing the Princess.”

“Not like that. Come on Lily.”

Both Brian and Heath chuckled, “We already did.” Eric simply rolled his eyes calling them dumb fucks.

“I meant come on Lily, let’s go to bed.”

“Ooo! Incest!” Heath laughed even harder. “I always knew you had eyes for her.”

“Fuck you Talbot. Don’t make me sack your nards.”

“I’ll do it.” Lily instinctively balled up her fist and caught Heath off guard punching him in the balls at an angle. She then made her swift escape taking Ben up behind her brother Eric for protection. Their dog Studly growing excitably over their hijinks ran around the coffee table to sneak in behind Lily, barking as if saving her. “You’re sick Heath!” She giggled, “Go bite his dick off, Studly.” Instead, the riled-up dog jumped up onto his hind legs and clung to her shoulders, his body weight pressing her into Eric’s back. Nipples stabbing his flesh Eric gnashed his teeth, even more so when her nails dug into his upper arms.

“Just turn around Crowe.” Brian laughed, “You and Stud can tag Lily DP.” Heath in his strain and pain again showed them Jenna Nichols destroying her holes with dueling dildos.

“NOOO!” She screamed trying to push Studly away. Ben on the phone was laughing his ass off at first her bagging Talbot in the rocks, then dealing with Studly. “ERIC HELP ME!” Big brother turned around and grabbed the sheepdog’s front paws and lifted them from her shoulders.

“Duck and escape.” Not thinking at all she bent over to go under Eric’s arm and made wet contact with Studly’s icky arousal. The second she felt wetness on her butt cheek she screamed and hurried from her confinement. All of the boys, even Eric, busted up laughing. “Hey, Ben? Looks like you now have Studly to compete with, he almost had her asshole.”

“Dammit, Eric! That’s not even funny.” She started to ask for her borrowed blue robe, but Heath was still sitting on it. Reaching for it she tried dragging it out from between his legs. Jeff couldn’t even watch anymore and headed upstairs. Meeting a groggy Margo Needy fresh from a potty break and putting in a new tampon he kissed her cheek and headed upstairs to Elliot’s bedroom. Margo was so sleepy she didn’t even ask what was going on and returned to her cage and blood-soaked tablecloth. Gross yes, but at the time she was just too tired to care. Feet outside the cage door she drifted back to dreamland with very little effort.

“Give me my robe.” Lily tugging at it; Heath challenged her while Eric goofily danced with his dog like a stint on Dancing with the Stars. Ben was right in the middle of the action and cracking up at literally every move they made. He really wished he were there. “God! You’re so mean to me. You’ve always been.” In leaning into Heath getting a solid grip on the robe with both hands she dipped a tad too low. First thing, Heath raised his hips up and the tip of his still drooling dick collided with Lily’s pressed together lips. Awe struck over his sudden move her lips parted and there was that crown. Luckily Ben’s eyesight was diverted to the ceiling in her combat mode.

“Ewww!” She felt his cum on her upper lip. Working with his uprise maneuver, the robe slipped out from under him sending her off balance. Behind her Brian Hancock had sat down on the coffee table to enjoy the furthered torment. Hands behind him on the table he quickly found her straddling his lap, his dick pushed against him but lying directly between Lily’s divine butt crease. Yelping at her predicament Eric turned around and rolled his eyes. All Ben could see was her in someone’s lap but knew she was panicking.

“Really, Lily?”

“SHUT UP!” Beet red she shot up from his lap while Brian looked at Eric with a mouthed version of, “It wasn’t me.” In her rush to peel away from him she buckled at the knee and fell forward over Heath again. This time she avoided touching him with her hands and fell right across Heath’s lap, her face striking just right of his erection for a nose full of pubes. Rapid response she turned her profile the wrong way and found her lips touching the side of his dick. Rising with a whine of disgust her nose followed every inch of his shaft until escape. Lips grazing his crest it looked as if she were inhaling a cigar, ready to bite off the tip of his Cuban. Everyone died at her reaction, even Ben who knew this wasn’t planned. This couldn’t get any more insane. Eric shook his head at Heath knowing that part at least wasn’t his fault.

“Alright, that’s enough trying to seduce my friends. Take Ben to bed and I’ll see you in the morning. Sleeping in Margo’s bed, right?”

She retrieved her robe and her toy without a reply and marched upstairs. Totally humiliated, even Ben pouted for her, hiding his amusement well. “I’m here for you, Babe.”

“No, you’re not. You’re there.” She made it into the living room. “God! Look at that Ben. They keep Margo in a cage.” Ben bulged his eyes at Margo laying nude on her tablecloth. His dick rallied accordingly. Fuck she was hot even bleeding. “So fucked up.” Heading upstairs to Margo’s room she ditched the robe and crawled into bed. “Ben? Why do you put up with me? I just betrayed you again.”

“You didn’t fuck any of them, right?”

“No!” She shared a pathetic expression, part of her wanted too even if she just couldn’t. “Did you see me fighting for my robe and everything that happened to me because of it?”

“Yeah! I saw you inhaling Talbot’s pecker.”

“I WAS NOT!” She hung up on him and cringed, eyes darting toward the opened threshold into the hallway. Footsteps coming upstairs haunted her in the moment, until Brian appeared. His huge cock wagging about stiffened her every muscle. Fingers reaching for her clit she mumbled, “He touched me here. His dick was on my ass. Oh, my God!” Massaging it she instantly moaned as he met with her door.

“You okay in there?”

“Not really.” Her voice sounded sad. Brian felt guilty suddenly and stepped inside just to lean on the door jam.

“We went too far. It was stupid of us.”

“Too far?” She laughed at him. “So did I. Eric must think I’m...”

“Eric’s cool. He knows you’re an adult. Even if none of us elders act like one.” She watched him instinctively stroke his still thriving erection.

“Who is Gwen?”

“Oh! Uhhh? Are you sure that you want to know?”

“Yes.”

“My stepsister. We’re kind of doing what we shouldn’t. Sad thing is, I really like her. I know we can’t have any real future, or it’d tear apart my family.” His voice trailed thinking of his father Bruno destroying his first family. Hitting home, he nearly shed a tear. “Keep that between us.”

“Brian?”

“Yeah?”

“You have a really big dick.”

“I do, don’t I?” He chuckled. It was then he realized she was playing with her pussy. Knowing Eric and Heath were dealing with Studly downstairs Brian sighed and stepped in to sit on the side of Margo’s bed, his back against the headboard. Legs outstretched he was hip to ribcage with Lily. “About earlier...” Before he could finish his sentence, she rolled to her side and gripped his cock. “Uhhh?”

“I had to know what it felt like.” She stroked him tenderly, eyes studying it more than his reaction. Knowing this would blow up in his face Brian discreetly lifted her chin to make her meet with his gaze.

“If Eric weren’t my friend, I’d destroy you. If we did anything it’d destroy him. Hand job is all I’ll allow. Good enough for you?”

“Yes.” She mumbled as he removed his fingers. The second he did she opened her mouth and engulfed his crown. So thick her lips were stretched as tight as they could go.

“That is not a hand job.” He chuckled faintly. “You have to the count of ten ... twenty.” Her lips took in four inches forcing his recount. “Fuck!” At thirty-five he couldn’t let her go on and drug himself from her clutches. “Get some sleep.”

“Night, Brian.” Fingers back inside her soaked vulva Lily took her toy and sucked on it at an angle that she could read Brian’s Sharpie autograph on the veiny beast. “This is not as big, but it will work. Why did I do that to him? I can’t tell Ben I...” Toy relocated to her cunt she huffed, “ ... fucked Brian.” His signature that is.

Downstairs, Eric and Heath sat back drinking. As tired as Eric was his mind was all over the place. “As much as you fucks piss me off that shit was pretty funny. My sister needed that reality check.”

“No offense Bro, you know you’re my boy. Hold that thought...” Jenna Nichols was screaming her head off cumming nonstop for the last two hours for her would be master. She wanted him badly, and this was just one way of showing him her allegiance. “That all you got Nichols? All I hear is pennies.” Penises! Dildo’s! “Ante up you slut.”

“Shit!” Jenna paused removing her toys to sit up in a hurry. “Sorry, Dad!” She called out hiding her cell screen under her pillow as a door was heard opening. Listening only with no visual Heath and Eric heard Jenna beg, “No daddy! Not with mom here.” Bed squeaking, they were privy to snarls and moans. Afraid to speak up Heath looked at Eric with widened eyes. The more they absorbed the dialogue it was obvious that this wasn’t the first time Jenna’s father had fucked her. Knowing Jenna had been Facetiming, her dad located her cell and had his first hard look at Heath.

“You’re playing for this weak in the knee chump? Let’s show him what a real man can do, little girl.” Taking Heath along for a ride he and Eric witnessed her bearded father lift the cell over his head to capture their every move. Taking Jenna missionary, his left hand extended to choke his little girl. He destroyed her cunt with a dick that rivaled Brian’s oversized beast. Jenna’s eyes rolling back into her head she succumbed to daddy’s delight. Wayne Nichols had fun at his daughter’s expense, thinking he was humiliating her as well as scaring off this punk kid on her phone. “That’s it baby girl. Daddy knows how to make you feel good.” She had an orgasm just that fast.

Eric took his own cell and slyly recorded them as proof in case he hurt Jenna. It became abundantly clear she loved her father’s cock, even as he rolled over and made her ride him. The view of her entire body reacting to her thrill ride led both Heath and Eric to beat off. Twisted, but Jenna was smoking hot as her titties bounced and spun wildly, Wayne offering a closeup of his dick moving in and out of her ripped wide cunt. A gusher flooding his genitalia she screamed. Her mom must have been too terrified to intervene. A shot glimpse of Jenna’s mom in her night gown peering in through the bedroom doorway looked mortified. Daddy yelling, “GO TO BED!”, Jenna’s mom raced from sight. “Stupid bitch! WAIT YOUR FUCKING TURN.”

“Whoa!” Eric lifted his brow with shock and amazement.

“Come on dude! You can fuck your kid harder than that.” Heath snapped. “HIT DADDY YOU SLUT!”

“YES, MASTER!” Jenna dared to speak.

Wayne chuckled, “Master? Not even close! You stay the fuck away from my baby girl or I’ll put you in the ground.”

“Or we turn you into the police for incest.” Heath snapped back, “Don’t fuck with me, Big Daddy Douche! You’ve met your fuckin’ match here.” His tough guy act made Wayne laugh.

“Go for it! See how far that gets you.” Ending their call Heath sat up in a hurry.

“MOTHERFUCKER!”

“Damn, Dude! You might have to let this one go. Sounds like he’s not stressed over the law being involved.”

“Oh, I’ll deal with Grizzly Adams there. I’ll have Riley Filmore pay his ass a visit. He owes me for making Frannie happy. Hang onto that video and send me a copy.” Done!

“Crap! Where’s Studly?” So much for nutting. That mood ended on a dire note. Leaving Heath to stew over things Eric pulled his boxers up and went in search of his dog. Avoiding a shrill whistle due to the hour of night he easily found his pup. “Awww, hell!” Studly had stuffed his way inside Margo’s cage and was actually asleep on top of her back, her tablecloth between he and she. “How is Margo still sleeping with him on top of her? At least he isn’t all crazy keeping her awake.” Tempted to leave him there he didn’t want to hear a scream in the middle of the night. As if on cue he heard Lily have an orgasm upstairs. “Yeah, that!” Studly hearing her lifted his head from Margo’s shoulder and backed out to race upstairs to find Lily. Now Margo woke up.

“Don’t leave me, Boys.” She had obviously been dreaming. Eric gave up and sat down on the floor next to Margo’s cage.

“We’re not going anywhere mom. You just go back to sleep.” Fingers through the bars touching she smiled and said, “I love you.” His heart sang, “Love you too.” Time for bed. Upstairs he prowled to find Studly lying in bed with Lily. Lightly knocking he asked his sister if she minded him sleeping with her to keep the sleepwalkers from terrorizing her.

“Can’t he sleep with you?” Still touching herself in the dark, dildo inserted and gently probing. “I’m still playing for Ben.” Lie! She was Facetiming Brian in his room. Studly was ruining her fun.

“Fine! Come on Studly.” A whimper of departure, the dog walked over Lily’s body, dropped from the mattress and followed Eric to his bedroom. It was probably safer this way, the dog roaming free could create all kinds of havoc. Click! Locked!