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Summerisle
Chapter Twenty-five
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Caroline lay awake in bed. Sam was breathing deeply next to her, dead to the world. The dinner at the local pub had been pleasant. Tabitha told her Molly, the girl who ran the pub, was the sister of one of the riding club members. Molly had been so nice and friendly, and she was attentive to everything they wanted. The family complimented her for her service. Caroline could not help but notice that Molly had been rather provocatively dressed and that Sam had eyed her intently every few minutes.
Caroline had not felt jealous however; after all she’d been up to some very naughty activities throughout the day. She could relax and allow Sam’s eye to wander. When they had returned home and the children were in bed it was “later”. Sam and Caroline had barely got to their room before they gave into their basest desires. Sam had been hornier than Caroline could ever remember.
She attributed his ardor to the fact that she now had a shaved cunt. Sam had been excited to see Caroline’s bald pussy. As he had gone down on her, he declared that her bare cunt made Caroline look “like a slutty teenager”. Then they had fucked – and fucked – and fucked – until Caroline was screaming as she came. She no longer cared if anyone heard her; all that mattered to her was her pleasure.
Now, sweat covered and naked, Sam’s cum drying on her thighs, she stared at the ceiling and thought about her day. Images of her lovers flooded through her mind and every so often she would remember parts of her conversation with Lady Summerisle, one part in particular:
“Letting
your son fuck you is one of the best feelings you
can have. Just think about all that young manhood worshiping you with his
body. Too many women deny themselves that pleasure. I urge you not to be in
that number.”
Caroline
could feel herself becoming increasingly aroused as the comment acted as a
recurring counterpoint to her recollections. She sat up and looked over
Caroline was hesitant as she was drawn toward Toby’s room, but the naughtiness of what she was doing and her desire for her son’s cock trumped the last vestiges of trepidation she felt. Caroline slowly approached the closed door to Toby’s room, quietly turned the knob and silently pushed the door open. Caroline immediately saw that the room was empty. The room’s dim light revealed that Toby’s bed had been occupied but he was not in it now. As she stood in the dark, Caroline heard a noise from down the corridor. She was not quite sure what she was hearing, just that something was making small noises. She moved to investigate.
Caroline closed the door behind her as she left the room. She immediately noticed that the bathroom door was also closed. Caroline considered opening this door to see if her son was in the shower. Her clit throbbed at the image this thought conjured. She was disappointed when she realized the bathroom light was not on and no sound could be heard from the shower.
Caroline changed direction and headed toward her daughters’ rooms. The sounds seemed to be coming from there.
Tabitha’s door had closed her door just like Toby’s but she not all the way. Caroline crept closer. She had found the source of the sounds. Caroline pushed the door wider.
Toby
lay on his back on
Caroline’s
mouth gaped open at the spectacle. Her first reaction was not one of horror
at what her children were doing. Instead, as the shock wore off, her mind
silently screamed, “BITCH!” For a moment,
Caroline couldn’t quell the waves of jealousy as
And then, as Caroline watched, another feeling slowly
replaced fiery jealousy. Caroline
Tabitha,
who was peering through her bedroom door’s keyhole, silently swore. “Damn!
Mom’s blocking my view!” Tabitha Sweetman knelt at her bedroom door. She was
completely naked, just like her daddy had insisted
she should be. Only a few minutes earlier she had been standing where
Caroline now stood. She had been roused by the sound of Toby’s knock on
She
had laid there in the dark and heard the door to her sister’s room close.
Soon she listened to other, more interesting sounds. Tabitha had a good idea
about what was going on and she had crept across the hall to watch. Neither
her sister nor her brother had been aware of their door opening slightly.
Neither sibling was realized that Tabitha stood there, completely naked,
watching their incestuous fun. Toby and
Tabitha could have stood there all night, except she had heard the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs. At first she had hoped it was her daddy, but she disappointedly realized it was Caroline. Luckily, her mother hadn’t noticed Tabitha in the hallway since Caroline was intently focused on Toby’s room. Caroline’s inattention to the hallway had allowed Tabitha to return quickly to her own room and to watch through her keyhole.
A
few minutes later, Tabitha dismayed to see that Caroline blocked even her
limited view of
Tabitha pouted,” I can’t even go up and see Daddy.” Then she wondered, “What is mother going to do? She’s been watching for a long time.” Tabitha raised an eyebrow as she saw her mother open her robe. What Caroline did next made the 13 year-old smirk to her, “She’s touching herself – she likes what she sees!”
“So much energy” Caroline marveled as she took one last longing look at her son’s tight ass pumping as he thrust his cock into Tara’s cunt. “I’ve got to have him, I’ve just got to!”
Resolved in her determination, Caroline made her way back up to her own room and Sam. She woke him up as she hissed, “I need to be fucked! Now!”
“Ok Ta... Honey,” Sam replied still slightly groggy with sleep. Caroline climbed on top of her husband exactly as she’d seen Tara mount Toby.
Tabitha’s door opened again and the youngest Sweetman strolled out into the hallway. The sounds of sex filled the house. Tabitha began to laugh quietly. She’d realized she had learned so much tonight and she was determined to make use of it!
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