Chapter 2

When I awoke the room was dark. I looked at my watch... 7:10. Dad's Sunday night church services started at 7:00. Did they go off and leave me again!

I walked out into the darkened hallway, making my way toward the stairs. Passing my parents bedroom, I heard a faint noise. Opening the bedroom door slowly, I could hear voices coming from across the darkened room. Someone was talking in my parents private bathroom. From under the bathroom door, light shown. I tiptoed across the bedroom, approaching the door cautiously. Putting my ear to the door, the voices were clear.

"Oh god, Jessica... it's so big. Yessss, honey... that's it... a little more... hurt me... pleaseeee, hurt me... oh yesssss..."

I froze, captivated by the voice... my mother's voice! And it was my mother, talking to my friend. It sounded like... like she was letting Jessica fuck her!

"How big is it, Maggie?" I heard Jessica ask.

"It's so... so huge... the biggest I've ever..."

"It's fucking big isn't it Maggie. It's goddamn, fucking big. Say it slut."

"Oh god yessss," my mother hissed. "It's so goddamn fucking big... so fucking huge. Fuck me deeper, honey. It's been so long since I had a good fuck... please... deeper."

My mother cursing... taking the lord's name in vain... begging to be fucked... by a girl! She always acted so morally superior to everyone. She was a slut, just like Jessica said she was. How could she have hidden this side of her all these years?

My emotions were running rampant... from bewildered, angry, and oddly, sexually stimulated... becoming so aroused I thought I would burst.

For the first time in my life I touched myself. Running my hands up under my skirt, I rubbed the crease in my panties, surprised how puffy it felt... swollen. It was so forbidding, standing in the dark, legs spread, feeling my panties become soaking wet.

But the reality was, listening to my mother getting fucked by a freak, was the most sexual thing I'd ever been exposed to. The graphic description of what they were doing had me frantically groping to gratify my own contemptible warped yearning. Fingering myself pushed me further into certain degradation.

"Ohhhh fuck," my mom moaned. "Your tits on my back... your nipples... they're burning my skin. I love it... the pain, god I love the pain."

"You liked sucking my tits this morning didn't you Maggie... and in the back of the church no less. You're one sacrilegious bitch Maggie. You know, Sarah likes my tits too... She's always staring at them. You don't mind if I talk about your slut daughter like that, do you Maggie?"

My body stiffened when Jessica mentioned my name. I loathed myself for staring at her tits... I didn't know she noticed.

My body was so stimulated, I stopped teasing myself. Pulling the crotch of my panties aside, I plunged two fingers into myself... the throb in my pussy intensified. Perspiration, trickling down my back, felt damp and tantalizing as it flowed into the crack of my ass.

"You didn't fuck my baby girl, did you?" my mother asked meekly. "You told me you never touched her. You weren't lying were you?"

"Would you like to watch me fuck your daughter?" Sarah asked teasingly. "Don't you think she'd love my big cock, just like you? Here, let me give you what you really want."

"AAAAAHHHHHHHHGGGGGGGGG," I heard my mother scream out. "Oh god, yessss... deep, so deep. Your beautiful cock... is it buried in me? Fuck me... fuck me. Deeper... goddamn it's so... oh fuck, it's so deep. Please... please, don't stop... I'm so close... so close..."

"Imagine me cock in your daughter's cunt, bitch. Can you hear her scream for more, just like you. You want it up you ass next Maggie? Tell me Maggie... do you want it up your asshole?"

"Yesssssss," mom hissed. "Oh god... I'm so close, going to... to cum... deep, fuck me... harder... harder... make me cum... pleaseeee."

My body erupted, my stomach muscles tightened in pain. My very first orgasm and... and the pleasure, god I never felt such an exquisite feeling.

"Oh shit... fuck... piss... I'm going to... to... ARRRRRGGGGGGGGGGG," my mother screamed out in undeniable pleasure. My mother... having an orgasm! Her scream soon wound down to a whimper...

"Okay, Maggie," I heard Jessica say. "I saved myself for you. Come on, get down here. Come on, lick it. Open your mouth... oh, yeah... that's it bitch... you mouth is just like a wet cunt, Maggie. Come on, you can take more than that. Goddamnit, slut... swallow it... oh yeah, your throat is so wet... so warm. I'm going to shoot my cum down your virgin throat, bitch."

I heard my mother groan, giving me a vivid picture of her on her knees, a huge cock sliding in and out of her mouth. I shuddered as another orgasm racked my body. My hips, thrusting against my fingers, made me feel nasty... and I had a disgusting urge to lick my own cunt, to smell myself... to taste my own cream.

Jessica, defiling my own mother, and I... I had this sick desire to see them... watch them... watch my mother suck a big cock down her throat.

"That's it, Maggie... show me you want it, bitch... oh yesssss... goddamn, swallow it bitch... swallow it... take it all. I'm going to fill your slut mouth... oh fuck... here it comes... ARRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG."

I could actually hear my mother gulping... swallowing Jessica's cum cream... moaning how delicious...

"My my... You're a real cocksucker, Maggie... that's it... clean it up... lick it all up..."

"Mmmmmm, yes baby," my mother purred

It was the sexiest thing I ever heard.

Scurring back to my room, I threw myself on the bed. It wasn't long before Jessica came in. I feigned sleep, not wanting to face or talk to her.

"Hey, sleepy head," she said as she shook my shoulder. "If your going to sleep you should at least undress and get under the covers."

"Where... where have you been?" I asked, acting groggy. "What time is it?"

"It's eight o'clock," she said, "and I've been with your mother downstairs. She wasn't feeling well enough to go to church tonight. I've been keeping her company."

"Maybe I'd better check on her," I said as arose from the bed. I wanted to get out of the room before I made a fool of myself.

Leaving the room, I passed mother's bedroom. The door was open, lights off. I found her in the kitchen drinking a cup of tea. Her hair was a mess and she had a white crust around her mouth.

"How are you feeling, mom?" I asked. "Jessica said you weren't feeling well." I waited for her lies.

"I feel fine honey. Just had a bug or something earlier. I'm alright."

"What's that white stuff around your lips?" I asked. "Something white... caked on your lips."

She quickly jumped up from the table and hurried into the downstairs bathroom. Returning, she was nervous... not used to lying.

"I think that was powder from a doughnut. Silly me..."

Her entire life was based on truth. She had said to me many times; "I will never lie to you Sarah." Well, she couldn't say that any more.

But... looking at her, I could feel that familiar sexual arousal in me. It made me feel dirty and ashamed, and feeling dirty, shameful, aroused me all the more.

I went into the living room and turned on the television. I removed my blouse, bra and skirt, flopping down on the recliner in nothing but my panties. I wanted her to follow me... see me undressed... see how she would react to me. I wasn't sure why...

But she didn't come into the living room. She went directly up to her room... leaving me wet and...

Dad walked in the front door, returning from his church services. I froze, having no time to think or react.

"What are you doing honey?" he said, an astonished reflection in his voice. "Where are your clothes? You know we don't..."

I jumped up, my large tits swaying, my nipples instantly turning large and hard. His mouth agape, he stared at me for the longest time... taking in my aroused breast and stained panties. His leering soon had me feeling dirty and defiled, yet wickedly reckless and lewd. This home, once filled with god, was now indulging the devil.

He turned away when he noticed I noticed the growing bulge in his crotch. It wasn't my imagination. My own father, getting a hard-on... because of me!

He quickly disappeared into the kitchen. I gathered up my clothes and ran upstairs. I was so disappointed in my dad... that he had looked at me sexually. I felt myself blushing with humiliation... but it reaffirmed what Jessica had said... I was sexy.

Jessica was in bed when I entered the room. I threw my clothes on the floor and carefully crawled into bed so as not to disturb her.

After sleeping half the day, I now lay wide awake. My thoughts went back to mother's bathroom, and her sexual liaison with Jessica. I touched myself, trying to envision Jessica's cock in my mouth.

She wasn't asleep. Slipping her hand under the covers, she clasped my wrist tightly, forcefully pulling it down towards her cock.

"No, please... don't," I whispered. "I can't Jessica... please, don't... don't make me."

She ignored my feeble plea. My fingers touched it, gingerly grasping it, in awe of its size. It was hard, and throbbing to my touch. I didn't know what she wanted me to do.

"Stroke it Jesse," she whispered in the dark. "Stroke it... feel its strength with your hand. You should worship it... that's what a slut like you really wants to do. Worship what they crave..."

I felt so insignificant with her huge cock in my hand. I held it gently, stroking its amazing length. It was so thick, my fingers barely reaching halfway.

"Lick it," she suggested in a sultry voice. "Crawl under the covers and lick it... smell it. Go ahead, Sarah... be a good little bitch and take care of me..."

My body trembled, my pussy afire again. My panties becoming wetter... sticking to to my slit. God, what a vulgar feeling. I couldn't help myself. Slipping my head under the covers, I slowly slithered down towards her magnificent cock. Very gingerly, I touched it with the tip of my tongue. It was natural to lick it, lick its full length... up to its magnificent head. The taste was... was...

"I should warn you it's covered with you mom's saliva, Sarah. She slobbered all over it. Took it down her throat like the slut bitch I told you she was. Does that surprise you bitch... that your mother sucked my cock... that she has real pussy mouth..."

I whimpered submissively. It was our shame, mom and I, that sexual pleasure had taken hold of us... and Jessica was the temptation we couldn't ignore.

I was surprised by her admission to me, but I knew she wanted to shock me, to gain her own small sadistic pleasure by letting me know what a slut my mother was.

"Ooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." I mewed as I began licking aggressively, determined to show her my mouth would be the best fuck she ever had. And the shame that tormented me... sustained me... cruelly began creating my own self-indulging pleasure.

Never in my life had I overcome my inhibitions. But now, crazed with sexual corruption, I was totally irrational, and nothing could hamper my frantic quest of pure sexual pleasure. I was conscious of how wicked and irreligious I was being, huddling under the blankets in my own bed, slobbering over a cock... a cock of a freakish girl!

My lips slipped over the bulbous head, allowing the massive rod to penetrate my mouth. It was hot and slippery, but so large it was sadistic to think I could swallow it. I opened my mouth as wide as I could to accommodate it... only if I could force it further... further back...

Instinctively, my throat closed when the head probed the entrance. I gulped... and in that instant, forced the penetrating penis to slip into my gullet below. I couldn't breathe... and didn't care.

Up above the covers, I could barely make out Jessica's ecstatic voice: "Oh my... what a sweet cocksucker you are Sarah... I think you're a better mouth fuck than your mother."

And I sucked her even more fervently, full of demented pride.

I was startled when the warm gism suddenly gushed down my throat. It was thick and slimy, backing up, curdling around my tonsils, and swallowing it was exhilarating. The warmth in my stomach was exquisite. Pulling back till the mammoth head was between my lips, it continued to throb and spurt, filling my mouth so full I could barely gulp it fast enough. But it had a taste... and body... and I knew immediately this deliciously thick, creamy substance would be an indulgence in my life forever.