Go Ahead, Keep Going! Pt. 02 - Sex Stories

Go Ahead, Keep Going! Pt. 02

... felt the hardness brewing there and thought I could almost SMELL the profane musk of our mother's sex wafting in through the vent.

"Rich!" Mom hissed, trying to lower her voice. "Rich, please. Alice is in the next room."

"Good."

Another hard slap.

"I want the bitch to hear," he said. "I want that tiny slut to listen to her mom getting fucked. I bet she likes it. I bet her tight little body likes it hard and deep like her mother does."

"Oh god, Rich, please..."

Slap.

"Say it," he barked.

"Don't make me say it."

"Say it, slut, or you don't get daddy's cum."

"Oh sweet Jesus, baby, please..."

The headboard began banging against the wall emphatically.

"Say you want your whore daughter to hear it. Say you want her to hear you getting fucked like a bitch in heat."

I shook my head in shock. "Oh my FUCKING lord," I breathed in disbelief. I turned to check in on my sister and she had her cheek pressed up to the vent, her eyes squinted shut in her glasses, a look of the utmost concentration on her face. Her bare legs pressed against me and her skin was nearly touching the bulge in my pants.

"Alice, are you... are you okay with this?" I asked.

"Shh," she responded. "This is getting interesting now."

"Oh my god, no! No!" Mom was saying. "Not my baby girl."

"She needs to be a cum sucking whore just like her mother. She needs to sit there and watch you take it. You like that, don't you?"

"I can't say it, baby, I ...

... can't--Oh!"

Slap.

I looked down at my sister and regarded the outlines of her nipples, so prominent in her shirt, and wondered why they were hard. Could it be possible? No, there was no way. It was cold in the room. She was nervous. No way.

"He's thinking about sex with me," she said. "I think he's aroused by me. He keeps talking about my legs and my body. Does that mean he wants to have sex with me for real?"

"Better not," I said. "It's gotta be just fantasy, at least on Mom's end."

"Huh, interesting. Is this normal for dirty talk?"

Hmm. "I don't think anything that's going on right now is normal."

Mom called out again, her voice tight and wanting. The wetness of her horny cunt was unmistakable.

"Say it, bitch."

"Oh god! Okay okay, I want my daughter to hear it."

"Say it like you mean it."

"Rich--"

Slap.

"SAY IT LIKE YOU WANT IT."

"Fuck. Oh--I want her to hear it."

"Who?"

"My daughter."

"Who's your daughter?"

"Alice."

"Say her name again."

"Alice..."

"Who?"

He smacked her hard in the face.

"OH FUCK--Alice Alice Alice!"

"That's right, you horny bitch. And what do you want her to hear?"

"Ugh! I want her to hear me getting fucked."

"What?"

"I WANT HER TO HEAR ME GETTING FUCKED."

"Why?"

"I dunno. I dunno, please don't make me say any more. Please."

"Oh, you're gonna say more. Or I'm gonna stop."

I heard a particularly loud slap that seemed to be his hand across her tits.

"Ow! Ow, okay. I want my daughter to ...