Sleepwalker, Part 2
by wetfly6969
The loud crash brought me from my sleep as I looked around slightly disorientated. I was still at Shelley's apartment but she wasn't next to me. I heard the front door and climbed out of bed. Someone better not be trying to break in. Slipping on my robe, I grab the baseball bat and snuck out into the living room.
The front door was wide open but I didn't see anyone. I checked the other rooms before heading to check on Sarah. Her door was opened and not very surprisingly, she wasn't in her bed either. I wondered where they were at 1 o'clock in the morning. If what I was told about her was true, I knew I'd better go look for them before they get into trouble.
I got a glance of someone who I thought was Shelley just as she disappeared around the corner of the next building. Rushing out, I followed hoping to catch up to her before she disappeared into the maze of buildings. The lighting isn't the best, but her white nightgown was as bright as a billboard against the darkened walkways.
Around the next building is when I caught up to her and slowed my pace as I wanted to see what she was up to. Just ahead of her was Sarah walking slowly and erratically, wearing only a pair of panties and I had to wonder why she didn't catch up to her and take her home. Suddenly Shelley stopped and ducked into an archway and I slipped behind a bush about 20 feet behind her and watched.
There was an old man standing just inside of his patio gate watching as Sarah approached. He said something to her but I was too far away to hear and moved a little closer. He made no attempt to hide the fact he was staring at her flat chest as she approached. She never responded and he stepped out into her path and she bumped into him.
I reached Shelley by this time and asked what was going on in a whispered voice. Putting a finger to her lips, she turned her attention back to Sarah and the old man. "Where are you going dressed like that, young lady?" he asked keeping his eyes on her chest. She stared blankly ahead, just a few inches from him.
"Are you on something, Honey?" he asked reaching his hand out to touch her face before smiling. "Drugs, they're ruining your generation, aren't they?" he added glancing around to see if anyone was looking for her. She remained steadfast, her eyes focused on nothing. "Why don't you come in here and have a seat, you look tired," he said putting his arm around her shoulder and guiding her through his opened gate.
"Shelley, are you going to let that old man take her back there?" I asked. Her gaze remained until the gate closed. "Shelley, what's going on?"
"I told you before we can't wake her when she's sleepwalking. You've got to let it run its course. Come on, let's go," she said slipping out from our hiding place. I cautiously followed not sure what to expect.
After I found Sarah dry humping her tiger last night I fucked her and dropped a hot load of cum deep inside her creamy hole before putting her back to bed and joining Shelley in the kitchen. The entire encounter lasted maybe six or seven minutes and she never even noticed my absence. An hour later she went to wake her and we had dinner and watched TV. Every-thing seemed to be normal until 10 o'clock when it was bed time and Shelley gave her another pill.
We were still watching TV when Sarah walked past us heading for the kitchen and we followed. Just as the night before, she looked for something to shove into her pussy and settled for a banana. While in a trance, she pushed the yellow fruit deep inside and began pushing and pulling it out increasing her speed each time it was withdrawn. Shelley knelt beside her and coaxed her to do it harder, even putting her hands over her daughters and helping to push it. Standing a few feet away I couldn't help but get hard and squeezed my erection a few times while I watched.
"You want the real thing, don't you, Sweetie?" she asked her like before and the girl froze. "Come, momma's got the real thing in your room," she added winking at me. The banana hit the floor and the both brushed past me heading for Sarah's bedroom. I followed. This was too good a deal to pass up.
Sarah was on her back, legs spread and Shelley was licking and sucking on her bald cunt just like before. I didn't wait to be told to join them and jerked my pants down before getting into bed with them. "She needs your cock," Shelley said lifting her face away from Sarah, her mouth dipping wet. She didn't need to tell me twice and I moved to take her place between her daughter's legs.
Lining my cock with her wet slit, I pushed, forcing most of my cock into her on the first thrust. Pulling back, I lunged forward again crashing my pubes against her bare skin and began pumping her fast and hard. Her eyes stared straight ahead, not focused on anything, her face slack and emotionless as her body swayed up and down from my jabs.
I didn't even notice that Shelley had left the room as I was too involved fucking Sarah. Just as before, I didn't take very long, perhaps five minutes, before my cock was breaking apart inside the tight confines of her fleshy girlhood. Damn, that was my third load for Sarah in the past 24 hours. Rolling off of her, I saw Shelley entering the room wearing some weird contraption attached to her hips.
Only the dim nightlight and the hall light lit the room so I squinted to get a better look of what it was. My mouth dropped when I realized it was a strap on dildo and the thing was huge. It looked like a freaking telephone pole sticking out in front of her and the rubber phallus sagged from its own weight. There's no way that thing's going to fit inside her little daughter!
Assuming her feasting position, she sucked on her reddened pussy for a few minutes before pulling herself up to sit on her heels, aiming the fake prick at Sarah's cunt. It was a few inches longer than my cock and much thicker. Like a witness waiting for an accident to happen, I couldn't tear my eyes away and actually gasped as the bulbous head slipped into the girl.
"Shelley, you can't be serious. You're not going to try and fuck her with that thing, are you?" She didn't answer but responded by moving closer and sinking another inch or two inside. The girl didn't even rouse. Slowly she rocked back and forth, pushing a little more in with every stroke. My own cock stirred to life watching the slender girl's pussy stretching to accommodate the over-size cock.
By the time half of it was inside, I was fully hard and stroking myself watching. This shit is fucking unreal and I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Shelley noticed my newly energized dick and stopped moving. "She prefers the real thing," she told me pulling the fake prick out and rolling away from her. I was stunned and couldn't even move. "What are you waiting for?" she asked as if annoyed that I didn't jump on her right away.
Not wanting to disappoint, I crawled between her spread limbs and shoved my cock fully inside on the first stroke and didn't slow down. Even though I had just cum a few minutes earlier, I was so charged up that I fucked her like a sailor on shore leave, jabbing her repeatedly until I couldn't hold out any longer and busted another nut as far inside as I could reach, grinding my pelvis hard against hers.
I hadn't even gotten off the girl when I heard moans and grunts and turned to see Shelley had pulled the dildo out of its holster and was fucking herself with the giant stick. Even after rolling off of Sarah, she continued pounding the rubbery cock into her sloppy hole until she began shaking and groaning.
Her eyes were shut, her face turned toward the ceiling as her spasms lessoned enough for her to breathe. I was shocked at what I had just seen. Leaning forward, she ran her tongue along the top of Sarah's slit and began sucking on her pussy again. That's one fucked up bitch. I watched for over 10 minutes as she cleaned out her daughter's pussy the best she could before getting out of bed.
"We need to let her sleep now," she said unstrapping the belts from her. Slowly I got out and we headed back toward the master bedroom to sleep. I was exhausted and fell asleep quickly and planned on resting the entire night, but the crash woke me up.
We waited outside the fenced patio listening as the old man kept talking to Sarah, trying to find out who she was and why she was out in this neighborhood wearing only a pair of panties. I was tall enough to see over the fence and slowly did that hoping that he wouldn't be looking up at that moment. She was slopped in a patio chair, her back bent along the seat and back, her ass just over the edge and her legs barely reaching the ground. He was kneeling in front of her giving me a side view of them both.
Sarah showed no signs of disgust has the old man closely examined the texture of her skin and the softness of her budding breasts. He eyed her panties, and the few small wrinkles that formed at her pussy. But his eyes really locked on her tits. The old man gently pinched them between his thumb and pointer finger.
"Oh, Honey... oh my God..." the old man grunted playing with her pink nipples, before leaning forward to kiss them. Her eyes rolled back as he made contact with her smooth, soft flesh. His tongue lapped at her nipples and he sighed with a rush of pleasure his old mind had nearly forgotten.
Leaning closer, I watched the old man putting his hand in the front of her panties while still nursing on one of her nipples. Sarah's head was thrown backward, her eyes shut while he worked on her. A few seconds later I watched as her panties slowly slid down her thin legs to the dirty ground. I was about to stop him, but I knew that this is what Shelley wanted or she would have stopped him first.
"What's going on?" Shelley whispered hardly loud enough to hear.
"He's feeling her up and sucking on her nipples," I said leaning down to softly say into her ear. She grunted with a smile. "Do you want me to stop him?"
"NO!" she almost yelled making me duck my head down below the top of the fence. If he heard her, I wouldn't need to stop him as he'd probably stop on his own. I waited about two minutes before peeking back over. He was on his hands and knees, his face buried between her legs and licking her soiled pussy that I had just cum in a few hours earlier. I was about to inform Shelley of what he was doing and noticed she was gone. Looking around, I saw her walking towards me carrying a trashcan. Setting it next to me, she climbed up and could watch right along with me.
It took the old man several long minutes before he pulled his face away and pulled down his shorts, stroking his limp cock a few times to get a response. He was old, probably early 60s and never got fully hard, but hard enough to penetrate her and cum, shooting his nasty old sperm deep inside of her.
As he stood, Shelley and I took off around his neighbor's patio and hid as we knew he was about to send Sarah away. He was finished with her. Two minutes later, the gate swung open and Sarah stepped out wearing her soggy panties and a blank expression. I looked at Shelley and she was grinning about the whole thing. The gate closed turning my attention back to Sarah and I noticed she was walking away from the apartment and deeper into the complex.
"We better go get her," I suggested. "Don't want her out in this neighborhood in the middle of the night."
Shelley grabbed my sleeve. "It’s okay let her go. We'll keep an eye on her," she said leaving to catch up with her. I followed wondering what I was getting myself into. It wasn't far, just around the next building, the last one in the row, when we caught back up to her. Two black guys were blocking her path and making comments about how she was naked outside. She never responded and her silence was taken as her willingness to have sex with them. It's funny how a guy's mind works.
Shelley dug both hands into the front of her shorts as the two black guys laid her into the grass and climbed on top of her like a bike. One pushed his cock into her mouth; the other slamming her pussy like there was no tomorrow. We stayed in the shadows watching until the guy fucking her came and moved aside allowing his friend to do the same.
Turning to look at Shelley, she was softly moaning, jamming her hands rapidly inside her panties with her eyes screwed tightly closed. She wasn't even watching them and was getting off! The first guy to fuck her was a talker and kept running his mouth, talking shit about her and all white girls just as the second guy came, adding his cum to her already overflowing hole. Shelley fell to her hands and knees panting as a wave of orgasms rack her body.
Turning back to the guys, they were leaving, zipping their pants as they walked away. It was already two in the morning and I'd had enough. Going to her, I lifted her and carried her back to join Shelley. "Let's go," I said walking away. She followed about a minute later and never caught up to my faster pace. I didn't wait for her and dumped Sarah onto her bed before falling on her, searching for her gooey hole with my hard cock. Watching her fucking those strangers really got to me and I couldn't wait to bust another nut inside this little whore and I wasn't waiting for Shelley to give me permission.
Reaching between my legs as I pumped steadily on top of her young daughter, she played with my balls until I came. I knew what she wanted and quickly rolled off, making room for her to gorge herself on several loads of mixed sperm and made my way to the bedroom. It was late; I was tired and needed some sleep. I'll deal with them in the morning. Turning back to them from the doorway, I shook my head watching as Shelley's face disappeared between Sarah's legs.
~ end of part 2
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