I looked down to see a long rip in my sweatpants along one ankle up to the knee where I’d tore it while destroying one of their fabric lawn chairs — the metal armrest having caught the material. I saw bright red blood pooling against my skin and my head went light and then everything went black!
#
The darkness was comforting and I embraced it, even though it was noisy. As I drifted through my semi-conscious state, I could hear muffled noises that slowly became voices. As they grew louder, I moaned unhappily, not wanting to leave my safe, lightless womb, but finally, I couldn’t resist the call of the voices and the growing light illuminating my safe place.
I opened my eyes to find myself sprawled out on the couch in the Hollister’s living room. Jonny and his sister, Erica and his parents, Nikki and David were around me — my boyfriend kneeling beside me and Nikki sitting in a small, overstuffed chair someone had dragged up so she could be close. Jonny’s hand was resting atop my right hand which was draped on my stomach. He gave it a light squeeze and smiled encouragingly at me. Nikki had hold of my left hand and she too squeezed it gently as she beamed down at me. “Everything is fine, Alesha — you just fainted.”
I smiled back at them, wondering what terrible dream I was waking up from, then as I realized that both mother and son were naked, the recent events I’d witnessed came rushing back to me. Pressure on my leg made me shift my gaze and my eyes met Erica’s as she finished wrapping a bandage around my upper ankle. I suddenly realized that my sweat pants were gone and I was nearly naked below the waist, wearing only a pair of black, French cut bikini panties.
Erica smiled at me and said, “It’s just a little cut — not much more than a scratch. No need for stitches — I’ve got you all patched up.” She stood up, her breasts bouncing merrily as she moved.
I stiffened momentarily, remembering I’d cut myself and then fainted, but my memories of seeing mother, son and daughter fucking up a storm came storming back into my mind. “You guys…OMIGOD!” I jerked my hand away from Jonny. “You…you were fucking your mother!” I moved to jerk my other hand away from Nikki’s grasp, but she held on firmly and calmly. “Nikki…you…you’re his Mom and you let Jonny fuck you!” I felt myself spinning out of control again and knew I was about to lose it.
Nikki squeezed my hand more firmly and leaned in, her breasts hanging heavily and swaying almost hypnotically in a way I never realized could be so beautiful. My head felt like it would explode at any minute with all that I was feeling. “Alesha…calm down. We’ll explain everything.” She drew my hand to her lips and kissed it softly, then flicked her tongue out, rolling it along my forefinger and middle finger. With sudden horror, I realized that she held the hand I’d had stuffed in my cunt not long before.
Jonny’s mother confirmed that she knew this by saying, “I know this all a bit confusing, but let’s be honest, dear — we weren’t the only ones enjoying ourselves.” She slipped my fingers into her mouth and sucked on them for a long moment while her eyes held mine, watching me — waiting for me to back away from the edge of hysteria. Between my legs, I could feel fresh wetness building underneath my panties.