Episode 24: BED BUGS

“It’s soooo good to be home.”

Josie McKellen led her daughters through the front door of their home on Epicenter Court. Kicking her heels off at the threshold, uncaring where they landed, she released a sigh of relief. Dakota being the neat freak that she was, picked them up and took them upstairs for her mother. Josie herself just flopped on the living room sofa and closed her eyes to take a ten-minute snooze. Following her sister, Sable made it to the top of the stairs before grabbing Dakota’s arm.

“I need to talk to you.”

“Can you give me a minute?” She held her mom’s heels up. Sable nodded then headed for her own bedroom. Opening the bedroom door to her parent’s room Dakota heard humming along with the sounds of water. Eyes flaring at the possibilities she made certain Sable wasn’t behind her and eased the bedroom door closed. Setting her mother’s shoes by her side of the bed, she crept cautiously toward the adjoining ensuite which had the door wide open.

In their shower Dakota spotted her father Henry cleaning himself up behind steamed over glass doors, his silhouette majestic. Frozen in reaction she stared at his big dick dangling down and bit her lower lip. This was a chance to see him without her sister right there risking them being busted. Ever since she and Sable had watched Henry having phone sex with his co-worker Tessa Harper she had been obsessed with male anatomy. She didn’t count seeing neighbor boy Travis Herbert, only Henry and the backseat test run of her hand job skills over Mace Belmont’s studhorse cock. Even then Sable got past her shyness and helped share in that joyous encounter. Mace rubbing their clits went over well too. Their world was changing fast.

“Daddy looks so happy.” She smiled timidly. “He’s been really cool about seeing me nakie here lately. I wonder if he ... like what he sees?” She recalled the towel drops, her dress without panties as she bent over searching for a missing earring that was never lost. Even when he landed over her accidently while Sable was wrestling with him. The tension was definitely in the air. Even her opened shirt on the way to school was met with intrigue until Mace and Travis ruined it for her. That is until she got to school.

“The boys at school loved my cleavage. I ... liked showing off, even when Angus...” She fidgets, “Why didn’t Angus say anything about my tits? He saw them when he helped me pick my things up off the floor. So did principal Manley. I know they both spotted my nipples too. Maybe Angus is just being a gentleman to prove he wants more than just sex. Mister Manley could have just been kind because of mom. A scared straight moment maybe. Only for a second though. Connally’s class was awesome, I flashed three guys and they were all in wanting to see more. Popularity here I come.” She masked a giggle with her hand, “I like Ang...” She swallows dryly as she sees Henry washing his dick and stroking soap along its near nine-inch length, “ ... daddy.” Angus was second string even if in football he was first.

Hearing footsteps in the hall then the door creaking open she worried it was her mother and raced to bend over the heels as if ready to use them as an excuse. Uncertain she quickly dropped and rolled under her parent’s bed. Seeing bare feet only in passing she wasn’t certain if it was her mom. As the feet tiptoed quietly toward the bathroom door, she realized it was Sable wearing shorts and a tank top. She too peeked in on Henry showering without care. Sable however lingered there knowing her mom was napping after a quick sneak down the staircase to hear her snoring. Hurrying back, she presumed Dakota was in her own room changing. Guess not! Not finding her in the bedroom here Sable found herself being equally as curious.

“Daddy is so built.” Sable touched her lips, also recalling she and Dakota trapped in his closet behind clothing as he stood inches from them, his dick right up close to both their faces without even knowing. Even enduring his cum shots unexpectedly splattering their faces, it was terrifying but incredible just the same. Although Dakota got the worst of it, Sable did find a few missile threads pelting her cheek. Since that day she often glanced his way without his noticing and admired his crotch. She was less obvious than her sister Dakota in that area.

Still nosey she just felt devilish. It could have been the worry over showing the cheerleaders Mace Belmont’s nine-incher that drew her thoughts to a real penis. Maybe she was just intrigued, wondering what it might be like to see more than any photo. Sure, she could probably ask Travis to show her his again, but his was hardly ... big. Unlike Daddy, unlike Mace, unlike Kelly Herbert’s bodybuilder boyfriend who she caught a glimpse of through balcony planks, all massive in size. Touching Mace’s erection in Piper’s SUV instilled a serious fascination now that she and her sister had made Mace nut by their own actions. The experience was exhilarating. Her pussy tingling and on fire right this second, she started to touch herself. Daddy stroking his monster in the shower while cleaning up only added to her hormonal abuse. Fingers down the front of her shorts brushed over her clit, the image of Mace Belmont doing this for her amplified her emotions. Things were going well for two minutes.

Hearing footsteps coming up the stairs Sable panics and dives down to hide under the bed like her sister. The discovery of Dakota there already they shared in a duel of bulging eyes. “Dakota? What are you?” Whispers led to no choices. She had to join her under the king size bed or be busted. Whimpering at one another with held breath as the bedroom door opened, they bore witness to their mother’s feet slowly stepping inside. Obviously, her short nap was over with far too soon. Shutting and locking the bedroom door the girls knew they were in trouble.

Josie hearing the shower mumbled, “Mmm! Some shower head sounds inviting.” Dress easily off being all that she was wearing she snuck into the bathroom and opened the shower door. The twins squirmed awkwardly under the bed for a better angle to observe them, in ready to make their escape. Witnessing Josie step in with Henry they heard their father huff.

“Well hello Mrs. McKellen. Fancy meeting you here. You’re home early, what no rendezvous with Roman?” The girls looked at one another once again confirming the rumors heard at school and that their father knew of him. This required more spying, if anything to learn things their parents might be hiding.

“Almost! Pretty stressful day.” She withheld the fact her 1st. period class had got an eye full of flashing ass and sexy twat. Not to mention she was eaten out by her fantasy basketballer Reese Teller, alongside Piper Cherry. Add that to her fountain romp with Piper and Mimi Alexander where she stripped off her dress and wore a wet t-shirt in front of students, her brain was weary. Oh! The Steve Miller Band touring her classroom led to dancing, students far too young seeing more of her body that she ever intended was what stressed her the most. Their touches were like wildfire to her hypersensitive hormones. The pure adrenalin rush was still soaring which tired her, so she thought. That was until she needed her husband’s attention. Nympho indeed.

Seeing their mother kneel in front of Henry and begin sucking his dick at just the perfect angle the girls dropped their jaws. Dakota seeing the back and forth bob her mother was enacting made her fantasize that it was her giving a boy pleasure, going so far as envisioning sucking off her dad in the closet that day. Hearing Henry say, “Take it all Bitch.” then Josie swallowing 80% of his length both girls admired their mother’s commitment.

“She’s putting all of him in her mouth.” Sable whispered. “That’s ... a lot.”

“Daddy likes it.” Dakota mumbled back.

“We should make a break for it before we get busted. We escaped being spanked the other day but if we get caught in here like this, we’re going to get paddled. Daddy would ground us for life.”

“We’re 18 in a week and a half. He’s seen me nakie lots of times. I don’t think daddy would be mad.” Sable rolled her eyes and started to make her move when her Sissy grabbed the waistband of her pull up shorts. In crawling away, the shorts peeled down over her bare bottom. “Nooo! Don’t leave me yet. I want to watch. You know you do too.” Being petite gave them plenty of room beneath the bed frame.

“Are you nuts?” Sable felt her pubic hair rubbing on the carpet which only added to her wetness.

Speaking of, “Mom’s sucking on his nuts now.” Kota pointed.

“She is? Ewww! Why?”

“Look! Daddy must like it his head is hanging backwards. Listen to him.”

“FUCK YOU ALWAYS KNOW WHAT I LIKE.” He praised Josie, her tongue lapping his scrotum in between swallowing his cock time and time again. She enjoyed pleasing her men ... man. Josie even found her free hand fingering her pussy.

“See? We should learn from this.” Dakota mumbled softly enough that only her sister could hear her. “I for one don’t want to be with a boy and not know what to do. Especially Angus ... if I ... ever do anything with him.”

“About him. I started to tell you earlier, the cheerleaders are coming over to Piper’s house tomorrow night to practice. Robin will be there.”

“What? Nooo!” A sudden pout, “I don’t know what she knows. I mean she smiled a lot at me last Friday but she’s evil. Her knowing where we live could be bad.”

“Worse, I accidently showed them Mace’s dick pic. They stole my cell and even saw Travis.”

“You have a dick pic of Travis?” Dakota winced with a gross expression.

“Yes. Stop being mean. I like Travis. Tawny Martin says Corey Samson likes me too.”

“Corey I can see, but Travis? Ewww! You’re weird.”

“So are you. You have a crush on daddy, don’t you?”

“No, I don’t. I’m just fascinated by knowing he’s making a sex game on his computer. We need to snoop and watch it.”

“Come on Dakota, I see how you tease daddy. I’m not dumb. Heck, I’ve helped you.”

“Okay ... I’m just ... finding him useful in learning what guys are like ... what they like too.”

Lost in their current conversation they hear their father’s vicious snarl as he nuts hard into their mother’s mouth. In seconds Henry rallied energy and launched his stunning wife up into his arms. Her legs wrapped around his hips Henry shut the water valves off, the temperature growing cold anyway. Once done he slapped the shower door open. Josie squealing something about, “Don’t slip.” Laughter led to Henry acknowledging that he didn’t care. Wet from head to toe he marched Josie out of their bathroom and right into the bedroom. The twins below the bed caught off guard pushed themselves to the furthest point of the frame to avoid being seen. Panic was freezing their souls. Sable in her crawl was losing her shorts even further down her thighs, with no real room to pull them up. Dakota’s half buttoned shirt rolled with her friction on the carpet, her belly touching rug. Leggings being as tight as they were at least remained in check.

Hurling he and Josie on to their mattress only pinned the girls even tighter beneath their weight. While Josie was maybe 120, Henry was a sturdy 230. Laughter above them clenched that Henry was doing something to Josie, her giggles becoming deafening moans. Out of nowhere Josie gasped, “The girls might be back, they will hear us.”

“Not the first time.” He huffed and shifted his weight above the twins. “You wanted new experiences, things to spice up our sex life, so why not 4:30 in the afternoon?”

“I do want that, I ... just don’t want the girls to think badly of me ... us. After they’re asleep is ... OH GOD! YES HENRY ... EAT MY PUSSY. You always know how to make her purr.” In her rallied outburst the girls below persistently drop their jaws. Daddy was eating her pussy. Dakota felt a tingle in her own cute puss and did her best to slip a hand snugly down under her to touch herself. Sable catching on to her sister’s contortion slapped blindly at her, mouthing, “At a time like this?”

“I can’t help it.” Dakota cringed and rubbed her clit, not easy being on her tummy. This was her time to absorb what might be happening above her. All she knew was her mother was moaning like crazy and praising Henry for his talented tongue, fingers as well. Hearing Josie beg him to add another finger even Sable came unhinged and joined her sister in taunting her own tingling pussy with much better success with her shorts so low. The fever was just too inviting.

“You like that Bitch?” Henry growled, “I can make it four fingers.” Sable and Dakota bulged their eyes and mumbled, “Four? Oh my God!”

“Do it Henry.” Josie excitably clawed at the bed. In her clutches she drew the draping blankets up away from the girls hiding place like the curtains at a theatrical play rising to the clamor of the crowd. Josie did teach classical literature, so it was befitting. It did make the girls more visible however, safe for now but it still left them wide ... open. Like their mother’s stretched vulva.

Dakota looked left and spotted the closet door mirror that went front the top of the door to the floor. In it was the perfect reflection of their parents. Pointing it out to Sable the girls became instantly hooked on their activity, crawling to face the mirror side by side. Josie was squeezing her tits as Henry was sprawled out and gnawing at her clit while his four fingers stormed her glorious hole. Josie was crying out her pleasure, long over the hesitation to protect her daughters from trauma. If she only knew.

“YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS! I’m going to cum Henry. I’M GOING TO CUMMMMMMM!” Hard it was, squirting all over Henry’s face and fingers. After a minute more to drain her well he pulled his fingers out and lifted up over her more, reaching across her upper body to feed his four fingers to her awaiting lips. Again, the girls below dropped their jaws and increased their own stimulations. They didn’t know that tasting a man’s fingers was the right thing to do. Mom sure loved it; she was acting as if it were the best thing in the world.