The House Guest - Sex Stories

The House Guest

... you. She is including you in her prayers.”

As Kathleen was recording, we had all we could do not to laugh hysterically. After ten minutes, she finished her self-indulgence. She just lay there, panting, quivering, and quietly mumbling what we thought were prayers. Her body was covered in perspiration, her nipples still dark and swollen. The camera was turned off and we stepped back into Kathleen’s bedroom.

As we moved into her room, she looked down. “Oh my, you’re soaked! Did Moe excite you, or was it being next to me that caused that reaction?”

“I can’t help it. After watching that, all I want to do is fuck now. Why don’t you and I make love before we confront Maureen?”

Kathleen was surprised. I wasn’t sure how she would react to me coming on to her. “We’ll have plenty of time for that later. We need to come up with a way to share our video with her.”

That was a pleasant response. She was receptive to the idea of the two of us pleasuring one another.

As much as she annoyed us, public humiliation was not something Kathleen and I were interested in. A private screening was the only way to make her aware that we knew she was a fraud. Finally, Kathleen came up with the perfect answer. She went out to the living room and hooked up the camcorder to the TV. We planned out what we would do. When Moe woke up, we would sit down to a large breakfast. I would start a conversation about a porno.

“Do either of you ever watch porn?”

Kathleen answered, ...

... “Occasionally, but it’s been a while. It all gets so boring.”

Moe just sat there without saying a word.

I pressed, “How about you Moe? Have you ever watched a porno?”

“No! Never! I am a child of God. I read scripture. It’s a sin to partake in any pleasures of the flesh. I plan on going to heaven when the Lord is through with me on earth.

“Really?” I said acting surprised.

Just as I said that Kathleen turned on the TV. We had a clear view of the screen from the breakfast table we were seated at. Clear as day, a perfect video of Maureen molesting her clit and tits. At first, Moe just became incensed that Kathleen would turn on a porno in front of her. It was only when she heard the woman on the screen praying, she realized it was her. Her face turned bright red. Kathleen and I looked at one another and knew we accomplished what we set out to do.

Maureen screamed, "How could you invade my privacy? You are both cruel."

She continued to carry on, to the point of being irrational. Kathleen was doing a great job of not losing her temper.

I, on the other hand, lost it. "Moe, you're either one of two things. You are either a friggin' hypocrite or, you are pulling some kind of scam. Your constant passing judgment and preaching to all of us last night is horseshit. You were fucking yourself and you were fantasizing it was Kathleen fucking you. And you loved it!

Moe stood there, not knowing what to say. I could see that Kathleen felt bad now. She approached Moe to whisper ...