The Interlude: Some Neighborly Vice

"Can't you just let it run?" I whispered, observing the camera's red recording light.

Zach's awareness of the microphone kept him from verbally responding. He shook his head no. "Damn thing doesn't have automatic focusing," Tony whispered in my ear, as his cock danced between my thighs.

"But I want ALL of us to have some 'fun' together," I whispered back. "Well, the least you can do is join me for some of this delicious pussy," I teased.

"I can DO that!" Tony winked, hiked my leg up and slid between my thighs to join tongues with me on Sis' clit.

Sis shifted into third gear, on her way to a delightful cinematic orgasm, while my hand forced Tony's ready cock in my saturated pussy. My groans mixed with hers, as Tony's cock filled and refilled my vagina. Zach's tented towel waved like a surrender flag, as he watched in awe. I'm sure it was all he could do to remain the silent cinematographer, filming his alluring sister and his sex-starved neighbor about to orgasm.

Cashing In Rain Checks +++++

As with any decent three-way session, our passion for each other and ultimate satisfaction built to a unified chorus. Like tumultuous tides crashing against rocking shores, our flesh seemed joined as one erotic beast, rising and surging against each other. Amidst the sounds of sloppy body slams and succulent slurping our audible grunts and screams increased in volume. I took little note of that particular aspect, until the bedroom door slammed opened.

There he stood in all his drunken glory, Bill Ames; grey sweat shorts and tank top in the doorway. The three of us were initially surprised, but amazingly unaffected. A short acknowledging pause, and we resumed the task at hand. I think our lack of attention mixed with his baser primitive instincts, and alcohol to form an impenetrable force shield. Any other father would have been outraged at the lurid sight of his naked daughter, his naughty neighbor, and some young buck about to share a high-powered orgasm. Any other father, but Bill Ames.

Seeing her father--the real man of her dreams--shamelessly staring at her fanned deep-seated flames of desire. Sis openly screamed and shook in ecstasy, as she stared him down with wanton eyes. I couldn't help but feel the searing heat between the two. However, as drunk as he was, he couldn't dare cross that forbidden line. Incest was simply not in the Ames' volume of acceptable social behavior. I edged away from her and Tony to explain things to dear ole daddy. Bill's incredulous expression resembled a drunken fog, so I choose to appeal to his more primitive side. Locked in place, he was still trying to process what his eyes perceived. I edged my naked self against him. Nuzzling his ear with my tongue, I moved his hand to take hold of one of my tits.

"'Bout time to cash in that rain check, Baby," I whispered, letting my hand roam over his brawny chest.

"Huh?" He was dumbfounded. I hadn't entirely derailed his train of thought, but any response would have sufficed.

"How about that girl of yours; ain't she somethin'!" I uttered, running my hand down his trim stomach.

"That's SISSY!" The neurons finally connected. Okay, that's a start.

"Yep, that's Sis. She's fucking beautiful, and she beautifully fucking... a GUY. His name is Tony, but that's not who she REALLY wants deep inside her wet pussy, no."

His eyes ever focused on his daughter, his befuddled brain somehow accepted my less-than-accurate explanations. "She IS beautiful! I never once thought... God, she is fucking beautiful!" He declared.

"Beautiful and sexy," I nodded to his reply and reached inside his shorts.

"Yeah, sexy--very sexy," he agreed, finally shifting his head to face me. "You are very sexy too," he added. I yanked out his half-erect dick. "Why aren't you fucking someone? You could probably fuck him," Bill stated and pointed toward his son, Zach.

"Bill, that's your son, Zach; you think I should fuck him?" I asked.

"Zach... that's my son! He's a photographer, ya know."

"Good Lord, we'll be all night, at this rate!" I thought. Taking hold of his grass-stained tanktop, I pulled it up and over his head. Going to my knees, I yanked down his sweaty shorts and underwear. Standing toe-to-toe with him, I grabbed both sides of his head. "Bill... BILL, you have to concentrate, okay? I'm only gonna say this once, so pay attention, OKAY?" I shook his head once, hoping that would suffice. His eyelids flashed. He returned my nod, and brought his large, calloused hands to my waist.

"The two of us (you and I) are going to that big bed of yours. I'm gonna lie down. You will chow down on my pussy, while I suck that big cock of yours. Zach's gonna film us the whole time, so I can have a little movie to make my hubby jealous. Once you have my pussy nice and ready, I'm gonna ride you like a wild Mustang. If you're really nice, I'll let Sis take over for me, while I screw the hell out your son and that crazy Italian there, how's that? Do you think you can handle that, Sweetheart?" I glared into his wide eyes.

"Y-YES MA'AM; I think so," he answered, like I was a drill instructor issuing a directive.

Father Knows Best...Eventually

Somewhat aware of his impending chores, he plodded to the bed. Laying myself down for the first course, I spread my legs and arranged my body to accept his muscular frame. Sis and Tony shifted themselves to accommodate their new bedmates. Bill went right to work, licking and gnawing away at my pussy, as I proceeded to pamper his growing hardon. Soon the room echoed with our rendition of the same sweet, sensual sounds coming from the other side of the bed.

In no time, Tony unloaded a respectable discharge all over Sis' belly. I heard her whisper something to him about taking over for Zach, but continued my oral assault on her father's glorious cock. With his face down between my well-toned thighs, Bill had no idea there was a switch in the works. Daddy's thick, dark-veined cock pumped forth a generous glob of sweet precum into my mouth. If that first volley was any indication of what was to come, I assumed I could be in for quite a load.

Whipping his throbber out, I pushed him off me and onto his back. His closed eyes and deep groans told me to get with the program. Climbing up and over to position myself, I caught sight of Sis and Zach just a foot or so from us. Zach's long frame stretched from the headboard, as his sister hard-sucked his cock. Watching his body arch with every throat-filling suck, I lowered my pussy around their father's full ten incher.

Feeling Bill's calloused fingers on my thighs pulling me down, I let out the tiniest of yelps. His eyes flew open as my pussy expanded to accept him totally. I took delight in his expression, while I swiveled and ground my pelvis into his. Switching his grip to my melons, I began slowly swaying back and forth, until his thickness completely filled my vagina. This seemed to have somewhat of a sobering effect on him; like he suddenly awoke from a deep sleep. I began riding him hard and fast.

Bouncing up and down on his sturdy tool, I only paused to hard-grind my pussy against his crotch. He countered by twisting and tugging my rock-hard nipples, until I screamed. That's when I first noticed Sis' feet, ankles, and calves moving backwards on either side of her Daddy's head. Never once ceasing her sucking job on Zach, she was obviously making a concerted effort to join our festivities. Bill was so caught up in fucking me, he barely reacted when Sis backed her ass up over his face. When Bill's grip released from punishing my hooters to tenderly massage his daughter's perfectly round ass, I could almost feel her contented sigh.

In her repositioning, Zach had to move--but, to where? I saw his dilemma, and motioned him to come to me. By the time he stood on the bed inches from me, Sis was in the throes of a full-out orgasm. Daddy's tongue and brutal fingers were hard at work on her bald pussy. I took Zach's clean, rigid pole in my mouth, while I continued riding Daddy's dangerous dong.

"Damn you guys, this is like the BEST PORN EVER!" Tony exclaimed, with his eye glued to viewfinder. "You don't even need a director! Another camera would be nice, but..."

"Tony, just shut the fuck up!" Zach stifled yelling. He was ready to shoot a load and hardly needed an interruption. Slowing down to adjust, I jerked his throbbing cock from my mouth. Zach's expression of impending doom was incredible. I gripped the base of it. In a slow, steady voice, I stared up into Zach's pleading eyes, but spoke to Tony, "Zach is going to blow his wad all over me, aren't you Baby? Now, if you can focus just on my face..."

"Yeah Barb... I've just about got it, okay!" Tony was an instant technical genius--NOT!

However, I was proud of Zach. Still tightly gripping his desperate cock, I lightly fondled his balls. Riding and grinding his Daddy's impressive beast, I slowly eased up on Zach's tool. Almost instantly, a visceral deposit of cum shot across the bridge of my nose. Petting and pampering his balls, I felt another, more substantial load headed my way.

"That's it Baby, cum for me--oh YEAH!" I urged.

Bouncing Bill beneath me, must have figured my pleas were directed at him. His deep-seated cock swelled inside me, as Zach's second load spurted forth to cover my open lips. "Oh my," was my initial response to the fire burning in my pussy.

"That's it Barb! Take all his cum!" Squinty-eyed Tony chided; then another surge.

"Ohh MY!" Leaning my upper body backwards, I increased the angle to better grind my pelvis to the max against Bill's cherry-buster.

Zach stood over me, jerking and pumping his rigid hose; emptying more of his seed on my face and jugs. That's when my own orgasm kicked into full gear. My right hand instinctively mauled and massaged Zach's fresh jism all over my neck and chest. My other hand fell to my crotch. Forking two fingers around the base of Daddy's hot throbbing monster, I returned to my earlier bull-riding technique.

"YEAH BABY! Ride that big ole fucking Daddy-dick!" Tony laughed.

I leered him down. With Zach's fresh cream streaming down my cheeks and boobs, I rode my trophy for everything I was worth. Bill's super thick, super slick hunk of real man-meat filled and refilled my burning snatch, until I thought I could ride him like this ALL FUCKING NIGHT!

Be Careful What You Wish For +++++

Somewhere in mid-stroke, I realized Sissy had become a not-so-casual bystander. Her expression of desire, laced with equal amounts of envy and lust, were too blatant to ignore. I'd pretty much achieved my goals, and empathized with her. Slowing down a bit, I took her hand in mine to draw her to me.

"Come here. It's your turn," I whispered and smiled, while I ran my cum-stained hand over her enhanced boobs.

"Are you sure?" She asked, like I had just offered her lick of my ice cream.

"Absolutely! Just jump on behind me; I'll do the rest. He'll never know what hit him." I laughed and motioned for her to mount her Daddy's sweaty body.

"What the fuck are you two up to, anyway?" Bill's chin hit his chest trying to peer down below.

I leaned forward until my melons separated and smooshed out against his hairy chest. Staring him dead on, I edged my lower self forward, until his hard poker popped out.

"HEY, what the hell! I wasn't done... YETTT!" He started to complain, when something (or someone) grabbed him. I knew Sis had slid in behind to take over. I assumed she had mounted and impaled herself. One should never assume! Watching Bill's wide eyes rolling from side to side, they finally settled into the back of his head. The sound of heavy-duty slurping told me my first assumption was incorrect. Sis had not impaled him as I figured; she opted to treat him to a blowjob first.

Tony had seen and taped enough. When he insisted Zach should return to his camera duties, I knew my time was limited. Neither 19-year-old could carry a candle to Bill Ames, when it came to size or strength, but there is something to be said for unbridled enthusiasm and durability.

Tony and I gave Zach another focal point, while daddy and daughter continued to orally enjoy each other. I purposely had the crazy Italian nail me from behind, so I could watch their maiden voyage to incestland. By the time Tony got his rocks off on me, Sis had switched positions on Bill. Now she seemed bound to repeat my famous ride.

When Tony switched again with Zach to resume his cinematic duties, I took a necessary break from the strenuous action, to push the envelope of family bonding. Crawling up behind Sis, I leaned down to bathe in the heat of their sex. Sis was like some perverted zombie dedicated to fucking her daddy into total submission. Whatever innocence Zach had left was minimal, to say the least. As he watched his sister viscously violating Daddy Dearest, his hardon grew exponentially. After lavishing Sis' sweet ass with my boobs, I bent to lather her tempting asshole with my tongue.

Reaching out for Zach, I prodded him to join me. I took hold of his rejuvenated young spear, while I continued to probe his sister's delicate hole. Sliding my fingers down Daddy's saturated shaft, I added their combined juices to the mix. She was ready. The willing and able parts would come soon enough, I reckoned. Gently forcing her to lean down, she must have sensed my plan. Bill's pumping cock slowed to a halt, when I urged Zach to hunch down and spread his legs to straddle both of them.

"You're sister's body is really something, don't ya think?" I posed, laying his extended cock in her asscrack.

"It's incredible! You're BOTH fucking incredible!" Zach returned, sliding his wet erection to and fro in his sister's crease.

"I'll bet her ass is REALLY incredible, hmm?" I suggested, before lightly rubbing his cockhead over her liquefied hole. "She wants you in her ass, ya know."

Zach looked at me with a degree of indignation. I leaned down to whisper in Sis' ear. She quickly turned back to assure him with a sexy wink. "Here, let's try this. I really thinks she wants it, Baby," I smiled devilishly and nudged his cock just inside her virgin asshole.

She expectedly rejected it first, but I wasn't about to relent. Shaking her head with those long, beautiful Breck tresses flying back and forth, her tight asshole spread enough to take more and more of him. Once he was halfway imbedded, I sat back to enjoy the fireworks. It wasn't long before their fantastic family fun mobile was chugging like a well-oiled machine.

Tony and I traded expressions of awe, as Bill and Zach's momentum increased. Watching her opened mouth expression of hysteria, her wide animated eyes told us she had slipped into another dimension. "WOW!" Was Tony's one-word observation, as he jacked his cock with one hand, and somehow kept the tripod-mounted camera still with the other.

"Wow, is right! Just imagine what Sherry would say about THIS!" I added, secretly relishing how easy it was to complete my sordid task.

Knew You Were Coming +++++

Amid all the heightened volume in the room, none of us had heard her sneak in. "WELL, I can imagine just what she would say..." Tony and I whipped our heads towards the door in complete shock. "I'd say, the five of you are all a bunch of twisted, perverted fiends! I HATE YOU ALL! I HATE YOU!!" Screamed Sherry, shaking uncontrollably. She had definitely stumbled into a circumstance her conscious self could have never imagined. Frozen solid in her disbelief, I thought she might heave at the sight of her sweet daughter freely servicing her father and brother's untapped carnal desires.

Part of me empathized, as I scanned the room for anything remotely resembling a paper bag to keep her from hyperventilating. Coming up empty, I approached her. "WH--, W-HY, Why don't they STOP?!" She finally eked out, as I took hold of her arms. The involuntary shaking ceased, but her well-toned body became rigid. I wondered if she'd stopped breathing altogether and shook her.

"Sherry, SHERRY!" I yelled, grabbing her upper arms. Her eyes remained glued to the ominous sight--an obvious mistake--a three-way train wreck she simply couldn't deal with. "Tony, go get what's her name." I assumed control.

"Crystal?"

"Yeah, go get her quick and bring her here," I commanded, as I tried a more soothing approach on Sherry.

The unholy trio, attached as they were to each other, seemed completely unattached to Sherry and ignored her presence. Zach may have glanced at her a few times, but he too was lost in lust. By the time Tony retrieved the resident dope head, Sherry had regained enough consciousness to return to her natural, bitchy personality.

"YOU, you fucking SLUT! THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT! You're nothing but a fucking demon bitch from hell!" She began her typical feet-stomping, arms-flailing tirade. This was the Sherry we all know and love. Gosh, how I missed her.

This time, four years later, I couldn't help but crack a smile. "Fuck you too much, Sherry," I laughed. "Why don't you just cool your jets, sit back, and enjoy the show? Who knows, you just might enjoy it," I added, stepping back to avoid her angry blows.

"You are ONE SICK BITCH!" She threatened; then turned back to somehow deal with the obscenity in her bed.

When her screams had virtually no effect on the terrible three, she physically tried to pull them apart. I whispered to Tony to get her under control and retreated to the master bathroom for something to quiet her down. Grabbing a half-empty bottle of Valium from their medicine cabinet, I searched a drawer and found some white bandaging tape. Returning to the scene, I motioned Tony to have her sit in the only straight back chair in the room. Popping two pills in her trap, the two of us held her down. Once we had her ankles and wrists strapped down, and reinserted the two pills she'd spit out, we gagged her. Still unsure whether she swallowed the Valium, I held her head back and blew up her nose. Gently stroking her extended neck, I felt the pills.

"How'd ya do that?" Tony asked.

"Just a little trick I picked up from a vet. It worked so well on my dog, I tried it on the baby; it works most every time," I smiled.

"Ha! Well, Sherry here kinda reminds me of a poodle," Tony smirked, running his fingers through her prematurely platinum hair.

"Yeah, or maybe a deranged cockatoo," I suggested.

Watching the middle-aged mom helplessly squirming in her tied down state was delightful, I must admit. What I hadn't previously noticed, was her overall appearance; especially her clothes. She had on her normal preppy cotton blouse and short skirt, but the blouse's buttons weren't aligned. On any other woman, this might have been a minor mistake, easily explained. However with Sherry, the super-anal model of class and perfection this type of indiscretion was inexcusable.

"Tony, have you noticed anything strange or different about our little Miss Angry here?"

Naked Tony, still sporting half an erection, glared down at her. "Nope, she seems fine to me," he returned.

"Is that how a fastidious woman would button her blouse?"

"Damn, now that you mention it..." Tony reconsidered.

For some peculiar reason, even the never-say-die family trio took a pause from their passionate three-way. Still fuming behind her gag and constraints, I undid Sherry's bright red, sleeveless blouse. "Don't ya wonder how much of a hurry she must have been, to cause such a disaster?" I said, yanking the open blouse down her shoulders.

"I wouldn't call it a disaster, but that IS interesting," Tony admitted and reached down to undo her short shirt.

"Oh, it's a disaster, for sure! Sis, don't ya think that's a big thing?" I turned to the intrepid threesome, as they finally separated.

Sis's lower half was literally dripping in cum, as she stroked back her not-so-perfect hair. Still catching her breath from such a momentous ordeal, she crawled across the disheveled bedding for a closer look. "Nothing less than a realignment of the solar system would have caused such an aberration," Sis concluded, sounding more like Ms. Carl Sagan, than an incestuous nymphomaniac.