Alberta Graham - The twins and mother

Carolyn's voice sounded false on Don's sensitive ears, and as Carolyn leaned forward to kiss him, he roughly pulled her to him.

"What the hell have you been doing? Why weren't you here when I got back?"

"Don, you're hurting my hair. Let go!" Carolyn felt frightened. She'd never heard Don use this tone of voice with her and a new side of his personality was making itself known to her.

"Answer me! Who is it you've been out with?"

"Shirley… my old friend Shirley, you've heard me talk about her. I was lonesome… cooped up here with those… kids. I needed someone to talk to!"

The tingling began in the lower pit of Carolyn's belly and she knew she was having another attack. Desperately, she tried to persuade Don that he had nothing to be upset about. She apologized profusely for having been late in getting home, and when her husband let go of her hair she could not help beginning to rub her naked body licentiously against his clothed form.

Before much time had passed, she was begging and pleading with her husband, "Oh, Don, fuck me… fuck me, quick… please, please, do something!"

In spite of the many doubts he had about Carolyn, Don was aroused by the beautiful young woman's agitated motions upon his prone body, and he began to fondle and kiss her, feeling the sleek, white nakedness of her flesh responding to his touches and hearing her urging him to do more.

Hastily, Carolyn helped Don out of his clothing, and while he lay back she moved swiftly and surely over him, letting his hard cock penetrate the widespread lips of her besieged cunt, rising rapidly up and down over and over again, squealing and gurgling as her lust was satisfied again and still again, and still Don managed to remain hard and to refrain from cumming.

"Oh, baby, oh honey, oh Don, oh sweetheart! Oh, it's good, it's so good… oh can you do it more and more and more… I've got to cum one more time… just one more time!"

Don continued to give his young wife the hard up-thrusting that she demanded, as she crazily spun and flung herself down upon him over and over again. And then finally, exhaustion overtook him, and the strain of withholding his orgasm had drained all desire and excitement from him. Still, he climaxed with an unsatisfactory feeling, knowing for sure that something was wrong now. His ejaculation over, the tired architect fell into the relief of a deep and dark sleep.

"Oh no, lover! No… no… not yet… not yet!" Carolyn cooed. But she saw that it was too late. Don's limp penis slid from the seething orifice of her flooded pussy, leaving the drugged wife with a horrible need still untouched within her straining loins.

Hurriedly, she climbed from Don's still body and stood in the middle of the room. She knew what she had to do, no matter how distasteful it might have seemed to her under ordinary circumstances.

Slipping from the room, she padded out into the living room. Her naked body glistening with perspiration, her breathing coming in jagged, uneven bursts as she tried to deal with the mounting desire within her drugged system. Knowing that within the house there was only one answer to her immediate problem, Carolyn headed for the twins' room. Utterly ignoring the dark interior of the room, which she had never even really seen before due to a complete lack of interest in the thirteen year olds, Carolyn headed directly toward the two still forms that lay in the twin beds on the opposite side of the room.

"Both of you wake up! I've got to have both of you!"

"What are you doing, Mom?"

"Oh, Mom, we couldn't possibly do anything like that!"

"Stop it, Mom, stop it!"

"Give it to me! Give it to me! I've got to have it! Got to! You little brats! Do you hear me!"

"Stop, Mom! Stop!"

Even through the deep sleep that had overcome him in the next room, Don could hear the loud noises. They seemed, in fact, to be right in the room with him. Almost as if there were a speaker system there leading from one room to the next. Don woke up in a cold sweat, hearing his sons' strident calls for help, and his wife's words becoming more and more lewd. At first it seemed a terrible nightmare, and it was clear that there was no one in his bedroom, Don ran outside into the living room. The door to the boys' room was open, and he dashed inside.

Tim and Bennie in varying states of undress were clearly attempting to defend themselves against their new mother's attack, as they scampered to the opposite ends of the room to try to escape Carolyn's clutching hands. With one excited lunge, however, Carolyn reached forward and grabbed hold of young Tim's leg, pulling him over and down onto the mattress of his bed, and hurriedly reaching inside his pajamas to find his youthful penis. Her head darted down, her parched lips widened to accept her stepson's swelling cock in her mouth, her seeking, hungry, sucking mouth. While Bennie leaped upon her back in an attempt to pull her away from his brother.

"Help! Help!" Bennie cried, as Carolyn turned on him and managed with her superior strength to get him down on his back. The excited twenty-one year old blonde then pushed her nakedness forward and began to writhe lewdly upon the twins on the bed. While her husband watched in an abject state of shock, Carolyn cried out to the boys, "Oh fuck me, oh suck me, oh do anything to me! Just do it! God, I think I'm going to die! Don't just lie there! Do something!"

Incensed by the obscene sight before him, Don's face grew redder and redder. The lewdly writhing twin surfaces of his wife's totally exposed buttocks before him enraged him still further. He had to take some sort of action, and the first action that came to him was brutal and hideous, but fitting for a woman who was trying to debauch his young sons, he thought.

"I'll do something!" he cried, advancing upon them. "Tim and Bennie, you get out of here! I'll take care of her!"

"Gee, Dad!" Tim and Bennie declared innocently, in unison, slipping out from under their momentarily distracted stepmother's bobbing breasts.

They scuttled away easily, themselves frightened by the look upon their father's face. In all the time they'd known him they'd never quite seen him like this!

Tim and Bennie went to the door, but instead of leaving as they'd been told, they remained, too curious to miss what would happen next.

Carolyn saw the awful look her new husband's face bore and she knew despite the terrific lust brewing in her veins that she had erred hopelessly. Somehow everything had gone wrong, and this was the moment of truth!

Everything she'd worked so hard to attain was now really down the drain, and what was more she felt that she was in great danger of being physically harmed by the normally gentle, understanding middle-aged man she'd married.

"Oh, God. Oh God… let me explain… Don, please let me explain!" she wailed.

"I've had all the explanation I need," Don replied, tight-lipped, his face now ashen white. Carolyn tried to be sweet, charming, alluring. "Oh, Don… darling… please…" Her fingers went up to Don's face, but her touch enraged him so that Don twisted her arm around, until she was forced to turn her entire body about, until she was lying on her breasts and belly on one of the boys' beds.

"No, Don, nononono!" she cried. "Oh, let me go… please let me go… I promise you it will never happen again!"

"Get up on your knees and I'll give you something that you'll never – God, no, never forget!" Don cried out.

Cringing helplessly forward, Carolyn obeyed slowly, her knees quavering as she raised her creamy mounds high on the bed. She looked back at her husband with an expression of sheer terror, feeling that she was about to receive the thrashing of her life. But Don had other things in mind. Beating was too good for Carolyn, he felt, and only something particularly suited to her crime would suffice.