My orgasm swept over me, three fingers plunged deep in my pussy while my other hand was stuffed into my mouth to squelch my own sobs — then Nikki was turning around and joined her daughter, faces cheek to cheek as her son splattered white, creamy semen across both their faces, hosing them both with jet after jet of his fresh seed and as Jonny milked the last few shots of his jism from his cock, Nikki and Erica turned to each other and began to kiss, sharing the incestuous load of spunk with each other.
Watching their tongues join, lapping and moving blobs of thick semen around their faces, smearing it across their faces, I lost control and before I realized what I was doing, my hand fell from my mouth and I let out a long, soulful cry of orgasmic pleasure. As one, mother, brother, and sister turned and looked my way, their eyes widening as they saw me kneeling outside on the deck, my hand jammed down the front of my sweats.
Pleasure fought with shock and embarrassment and I stumbled to my feet, pitching forward and banging my head against the glass door — making me see stars as in my panic, I tried to flee. Staring into the lighted room had ruined my night vision and I barely was able to stumble down the desk steps. I ran blindly for the fence gate, but tripped over the garden hose cart and caught my leg against part of the gas grill, sending me crashing down over a lawn chair. Pain now fought with pleasure as my body tried to sort out the remnants of my orgasm and the new feelings of pain.
I was disorientated for several moments and then a bright light was shining in my eyes and I heard Jonny’s father bellow, “What the hell’s going on here?” Squinting my eyes, I saw him standing over me with a flashlight, dressed in a suit — tie hanging loosely around his neck.
“David, it’s okay, I think,” I heard Nikki call out above us and then there was the sound of high heels and bare feet scuffling across the deck. Shadows loomed up and I saw Jonny’s mother standing over me, still naked, her large breasts swaying as she leaned over to peer at me. “Alesha? Heavens, girl, what were you doing?”
Erica’s face peered over her mother’s shoulder and it suddenly registered that both still had thick strands of Jonny’s sperm hanging and running down their faces. Jonny suddenly appeared, kneeling at my side. “Alesha, are you okay?” he asked, concern thick in his voice. He was naked, his skin shiny with sweat…no, fuck sweat! For the first time, I realized he wasn’t completely naked — around his neck was a black choker necklace…or maybe a dog collar. The flashlight’s beam glinted off the metal studs. It only made the last few minutes feel even more surreal.
I felt like I was stoned or something as I looked from face to face. I tried to speak, but could only sputter helplessly. “You…Nikki…motherfucker!”
Nikki spoke up, her voice the epitome of motherly concern. “It’s okay, Alesha. It will be fine.” She paused and then with concern in her voice that matched Jonny’s continued, “Oh, sweetheart. You cut yourself…you’re bleeding.”