Unbelievable Pt. 03

"Fuck yes! Harder Ray, fuck your mother... Harder!" Katherine howled in bliss. Her mind daydreaming that it was John plunging that long nine-and-a-half-inch beast into her wet, sloppy, eager cunt. "That's it suck on those tits!" she growled rocking her hips the best she could given the space.

Bill peered at his mother quizzically. It wasn't often that he heard his mother speak like that when they had sex. He wondered what had gotten into her.

"Your Dad says we're ready to go," Wanda said, as she slid into the passenger seat. A smirk graced her lips as she waved at Ruth as she noticed how she was peering over the seat. She could only assume Ruth got her first look at John's cock. "Go baby go!" Wanda cheered Ray on as she watched his cock plunging into his mother's cunt.

"Yes Ray! You're going to make me... Oh God! Yes, yes, yes!" Katherine growled. "I'm going to... cum!" Her arms wrapped around Ray, pressing him tightly to her chest as her body quaked, her cunt pulsated as it sent a torrent of her hot cream down her velvet tunnel coating her son's rod in her peachy goo. A loving smile graced her lips as her fingertips skimmed along Ray's back as his cum flooded her womb at the end of her orgasm. Listening to Ray panting in her ear as he rested on top of her.

"Mom? What's gotten into you?" Ray whispered in her ear.

"Can't your mother be horny?" Katherine shot back not letting on the real reason way she was so wet.

"You just don't normally talk like that," Ray said, pushing himself up, he had slept with her long enough to know that much. The way her eyes looked away from him told him she was hiding something from him. Yet he knew if he pushed the subject his mother would never utter a word as to why she was so horny. So, Ray let it go as he eased back into his seat. Watching his mother's hand slip between her legs, coating her fingers in his cum as he pulled the towel along the console.

"Thank you sweetheart," Katherine said sweetly, as Ray wiped down the seat and her satisfied mound.

"Wish you would tell me," Ray muttered as he watched his mother's eyes fluttering as the soft fabric brushed against her red, swollen lips.

"It's your brother," Wanda chimed in. Giggling as Bill's eyes shot over to her.

"Wanda!" Katherine gasped.

"What it's true, is it not?" Wanda asked, with a sneaky smile. She couldn't blame Katherine; she too had been dreaming of that cock of John's. She couldn't blame them for going slow with him, given what she had heard and seen the other day. While she might be the new girl in the group, it didn't take a genius to know that something very wrong happened to John in that place. A place that was meant to help him, yet only harmed him far more than his own mind could ever do.

"Mom?! What does she mean, where you thinking of Bill while I fucked you?" Ray asked, trying to understand her state of mind.

"No," Katherine said in a very low whisper.

"Wanda? Do you know what she means?" Ray asked his girlfriend, as he poked her arm.

"Mmmhmm," Wanda nodded, she couldn't keep her smile from showing.

"Well, share with the class," Bill prodded her on.

"Don't you dare," Katherine warned.

"Sorry baby, but your little brother has a very big cock," Wanda said, peering back at Ray.

"And how do you know this?" Ray asked, feeling his anger rising, and a little bit dirty at the same time.

"Remember when I walked in on him?"

"Yeah? What about it?" Ray asked, arching an eyebrow.

"That's when I saw it, and again in your car when I swallowed his load at the cemetery," Wanda said, telling him everything since they agreed when he brought her into his family they wouldn't have any secrets between them.

"I see, and just how big is he?" Ray asked, feeling oddly competitive with his little brother.

"Ray, I don't think you want to know," Wanda said, trying not to hurt Ray's feelings.

"Wanda just tell me," Ray sighed.

"He's a good three inches longer than all of you," Katherine said, cutting in. If it was going to come out then it should be her and not Wanda saying the words.

"Is that why..." Ray's eyes darted down to his mother's crotch.

"I'm sorry baby," Katherine nodded. "I can't help myself when I think of it. I just want to hop on it and ride it all the way to town."

"And Johnny let you suck him off?" Bill asked, his mother and Wanda.

"Mmmhmm," they both hummed their answer.

"Strange," Bill muttered. Now he knew why Ruth had been acting weirdly around John. He had thought it was her trying to understand his brother and what he went through. "Maybe it was all a ploy just to get Johnny to fuck her?" he asked himself. He was going to have to have a very long talk with Ruth once they got to the lake house. He wasn't going to allow Ruth to get her way, not when his brother had suffered so much from people who were meant to help him. It was the reason he had chosen his field of study. In the hopes that he could help his little brother. Yet he knew what he had seen on that rainy night, where they had searched high and low for John all throughout the house, only to find him outside in the pouring rain covered head to toe in mud. Muttering and laughing madly that Buster wasn't dead as John held his bloody, wet mangled body to his chest. Then how it took him, his father, and Ray to hold John back as Annie and his mother pried Buster's dead body out of his arms. That night he saw the true face of madness as it twisted his brother's once warm, smiling face into a snarling, rage filled animal as John clawed, bit, and kicked at them. How it tore at his heart at the words that poured out of John's mouth that night. He knew it wasn't his brother talking. No. It was the illness that had always lain dormant in his mind, going unnoticed by them until that fateful accident had brought it to the surface of his mind.

And so, for two long years they never saw his brother. His parents telling them they didn't need to see John like that. That they should keep the memory of the boy they knew alive and not the twisted person John's madness had turned him into. Bill knew John was never going to be cured. That was impossible. He just hoped once he got his degree and did his residency, got enough money to start his own practice that he would be able to help his brother. Even if it was a little bit, Bill had to try. He had to try and reach the brother he once knew, and prayed was still buried deep inside of him. Still, he knew how dangerous John could be if he was forced back into that position again, and this time he doubted they would be able to stop him if it came to that.

"Was that the only time you used me when you really wanted to fuck Johnny?" Ray asked, crossing his arms, shooting his mother a look.

"Please Ray, I'm sorry. Ever since I've started reading comics with him..."

"What? Really?! Johnny actually let you?" Bill asked surprised, that was so unlike his brother and his mother.

"Mmmhmm. And every so often he'd let me jack him off and sometimes... sometimes he'll let me taste his cock," Katherine said, practically drooling.

"And Johnny doesn't freak out?!" Bill asked, his mind racing, pondering on this strange turn of events.

"I know he didn't when I let him finger my pussy or when I jacked him off in Ray's car. Although now... that I think about it," Wanda mused tapping her finger against her lips. "After what he told us they did to all those women and namely this Julia, I suspect he only got in the car because of what happened there," she said, leaving out the part where she told him that she didn't want to be attacked.

"Mom? Just what drugs is Johnny on?" Bill asked, wondering if this change in John's behavior was due to one or a combination of the pills his doctor had him on.

"The same ones he's been on since he got out," Katherine said, her eyes catching sight of the sign for the asylum. Hoping it didn't bring up painful memories for John as they flew past it. "Except..."

"Go on," Ray said, prodding his mother on. He too knew this was so unlike his brother. He might not have the mind his brother had, yet he knew this was a very big step for John.

"His doctor gave me these new pills to try out. So far... I like to think they are helping him," Katherine said, praying that it was true.

"So do I, Mom," Ray said, placing his hand over hers.

"I'll say," Bill agreed. They had to be if John was acting like this. "Whatever you do Mom, make sure you keep giving Johnny those pills. It must be the reason he's changing."

"Do you think so Bill?" Katherine asked, her mound brushing along the seat causing renewed tremors to radiate up her spine.

"Mom, when was the last time Johnny was close to anyone of us? When was the last time he allowed any physical contact?" Bill asked, as he looked into the rear-view mirror.

"Not since..." Katherine's eyes grew wide; a smile began to spread along her lips knowing it had to be those pills. It did almost feel like her son was slowly coming back to the boy she once knew. "Not for five years."

"See?! I would like to know the name of the drug she has him on to cause this kind of change in him," Bill admitted.

"Me too."

"What do you mean?" Ray asked.

"The pills she gave me, are experimental. It's one of the reasons we can go to the lake this year. You don't know how much Johnny's pills cost. I prayed that this new treatment would work, and I hope it is and Johnny won't slip back to the man that came out of that place," Katherine said, resting her cheek on the side of Wanda's seat. Smiling warmly at Ray, waiting for the day she could see her son's warm smile, to hear his laughter filling her house once again.

"Yeah... no one wants that," Ray agreed, recounting the atmosphere that surrounded John when they brought him home. It felt like he would need a tauntaun to transverse the frozen fields of Hoth with the way John acted the first year of his return home.

"So... let's try to make the best out of this week and see if Johnny will come out of his shell just a little bit more," Katherine said, in a motherly voice. Seeing the exit for the offramp that would take them to their lake house coming up.

******

"Johnny?" Brandan called to him as he lifted the trunk.

"Yeah?" Johnny replied as his car door opened.

"Come help your old man unload the car," Brandan said, warmly.

"Dad? Where's Johnny going to sleep?" Annie asked, nodding to Ruth as she stood on the steps of the screened-in porch. Knowing the room that John usually slept in would be taken over by Ray and Wanda so they can have privacy.

Brandan stood there thunderstruck; he couldn't believe he had forgotten all about that. It wasn't until John reached into the trunk lifting out two bags that his mind began to function once again.

"Johnny can bunk with me, that is if that's alright with you, little brother?" Annie purred. She hoped he would say yes. Hoped that she could show him the things she had brought along that she wore to bed. Well... not all the time, however, this was her brother she would wear nothing if it got her closer to him.

Johnny didn't know what to say to that as he saw the look in her eyes. His Adams apple bobbed as her breasts bounced unhindered by her lack of bra as she nearly skipped down the steps. He had half a mind to think she did that on purpose.

"Yeah, Johnny you should," Bill said, coming up behind him. His arms loaded down with bags. "It'd be better than sleeping on that old rusted cot," he said, shooting his sister a smirk as he passed.

"So, what do you say Johnny?" Annie asked, coming to stand in front of him holding his bag before her. Knowing how her nipples were pressing against her shirt, detailing their shape for her brother's eyes. "I promise to keep my hands to myself... to an extent," she said, shooting John a coy smile.

"You should Johnny," Katherine said, coming up to his side. "I think it will help you," she said, winking at her daughter before heading up the steps.

"So... what's your answer?" Annie asked, stepping closer to him. Biting the inside of her cheek as her nipples lightly brushed against his chest.

"Go on Johnny, go get settled," Brandan said, nudging his son. Handing the bags in John's hands to Ruth who quickly shut her mouth at the look in his eyes.

"Come Johnny, I'll show you where you can put your stuff," Annie said, allowing her innuendo to hang in the air. Taking hold of his hand, an alluring smile rose along her lips as she peered back as her swaying ass filled his gaze.

Placing his bag down by the wall, pulling him inside the room and shutting the door. Her fingers slyly flipped the lock as the staleness of the room lingered in the air. "Johnny do you want the top two or the bottom two drawers and we can share the middle one," she said, gesturing to the dresser. "Won't it be hot to know that you get to see all my unmentionables anytime you want?" Annie whispered heatedly into his ear. Loving how those cheeks of his became flushed with heat. "It's a little stuffy in here, let's open a window." Purposely bending over knowing how the fabric of her shorts became taut along her ass as she lifted the window open. "Ah! That's better don't you think?" Annie asked, stretching her arms upwards causing her breasts to rise. Her eyes slyly peered at John as his followed their bounce. Her own zeroed in on the movement in his shorts before returning to his face. Her hips swaying salaciously as she approached her brother. A seductive smile graced her lips as she pushed her brother down onto the naked bed.

Her hair whipped through the air as she tilted her to the right as she straddled her brother's lap. "Johnny?" Annie purred as she gently rubbed her mound against his groin.

"Y-yeah..." Johnny stammered trying not to grow hard as he felt the heat that came off his sister's mound.

"I know what we did in the car might be too much for you right now," Annie said, resting her arms on his shoulders. The tips of her fingers teased his hair. "And I know what you did was only to show Dad that you could. While I'm glad you did, and that you let me learn what you taste like on my tongue," she said, flicking her tongue against her teeth for effect. "I don't want you to feel that you have to do anything that you're uncomfortable with. But," her breath was hot in his ear, "I can't believe how wet I still am... because of you little brother. I finally got to be close to you. I'm so happy you let us have that moment," Annie sighed happily as she hugged him. Hoping John enjoyed the feel of her breasts as they pressed against his chest. "What I said was true, you can touch me anytime you want. I'll never deny you Johnny. I'm your sister, and I'm always going to be here for you," she said, staring lovingly into his green eyes. Her fingers weaved through his hair as her lips embraced his. Biting back her hunger as she felt his cock pressing against her womanhood. How she just wanted to take hold of it and slip it into her hot, tight, wet love pocket. That was until a knock came upon her door.

"Sis?!" Ray's voice could be heard through the door.

"What?" Annie called back. Biting her lip as John watched as she rocked her hips. Letting him see what it would be like when they would finally be together like she had always hoped they would be.

"Mom is sending me, Dad, and Bill to the store to so we can stock the kitchen. Do you want anything?" Ray asked, wondering why the door was locked.

"Not that I can think of at the moment!" Annie said, nearly yelling. She had brought her feminine products with her just in case her monthly friend made its appearance. Which she hoped it wouldn't, because then she would have to wait to be with her brother. She had waited long enough!

"Alright, we'll be back in an hour or so," Ray said, wondering what they were doing in there.

"Okay!"

"Sis..."

"Hmm?" Annie hummed as the left corner of her mouth lifted.

"Could you get off of me," Johnny said, as politely as he could. He couldn't take it anymore. Whatever that new medication was, was nearly draining him dry with the numerous times he had to visit the bathroom.

"You know I'll take care..."

"Annie! Come help me setup the porch!" Katherine called out to her from the front door.

"Man!" Annie whined knowing she was so close to sucking him off again. "Don't you go sneaking off brother," she said, peering back at him as she unlocked the door. "Because once I'm done I promise I'll take care of it," Annie said, blowing her brother a kiss.

Blowing out a breath, wondering if he ever was going to get used to this new medication and if his cock wouldn't get hard whenever the wind blew. He was so getting tired of the pre-cum stains in his underwear. As he started to rise, so he could take care of his throbbing member in the privacy of the bathroom. That was his plan until Ruth rushed into his room and closed the door behind her.

"Listen I know we've had our problems. I get that. I probably didn't help much. For that I am truly sorry," Ruth said, her heart hammered in her chest, her mouth watered as John quickly covered his erection. "Let me make it up to you, okay?" Her fingers lifted off the lock as she pushed herself off the door.

"Why?" John asked, the thought of jumping out the window was starting to become appealing as Ruth stepped up to him.

"Because I want us to be friends, or at least cordial, with one another for Bill's sake. I know he was really hurt about you missing our dinner. I know I put up a fit about it too," Ruth said, holding up her hands up. "But Bill really wants you there on our wedding day, and if you weren't and if it was my fault I would hate myself. So, let me make up for all my past behavior to you for not truly understanding what had happen to you." As she stepped forward John took a step back only to have the foot of the bed knock him off his footing. "I get that you might not want me to do this but tell me doesn't a woman's mouth feel better than your hand?" she asked, as she sank to her knees as she pushed his knees apart. "You're silence tells me you do like it when a woman's mouth is wrapped around it," Ruth said, smiling warmly at him as he turned his head. "I tell you what. I'll get naked if it will make you feel more comfortable then you won't be the only one on display. How does that sound?" she asked, knowing she had to get his rod into her mouth. She had to know what it felt like as it glided along her tongue.

"I... umm..."

"It's okay to like it Johnny. I'm sure Julia would have done this for you if those pigs hadn't done such terrible things to her." Her breath stilled as those green eyes cut to her. She feared she had overstepped her bounds. Her heart nearly broke as she saw the pain, the sadness in his eyes. "Shh!" Her hand reached up, gently caressed his face, her thumb brushed away that single fallen tear. She couldn't help but be moved by his love for her to still mourn for Julia after all this time. "I promise you I won't do more than you are ready for. I can't apologize enough for what I said to you. I am sorry if you ever felt your pain and the pain you feel for her was belittled by me," Ruth said, placing her hand over his heart. "I never meant to do that, if I had... No," shaking her head, "that still isn't a good reason for what I did. From this day forward, I'm going to try and be better. To try and understand what you went through in that place. I might not fully understand it, but I will try," she said, using his knees to push herself up.

"I'm going to get naked now. You can look all you want Johnny. I want you to look. You can even touch me if you want and I won't mind," Ruth said, as her pink t-shirt rose up her chest. Her 38C breasts bounced in her bra as her blonde hair fell silently back down against her back. Her amber eyes studied his as she tried to discern what those green eyes held back from the world. Her mind tried to imagine what it was like in that place for him. Tried to imagine how she would fair in that place. If what he said was true, and she had no reason to doubt him, she would mostly likely have been violated beyond measure. She wondered if Julia did what she did to end it the only way she knew how. "Still, did she not know how it would affect John, whom she left behind?" she asked herself as she reached back. Undoing the clasp of the fasteners, breathing out a sigh as her bra became slack. "Then again, would I do any different?" Smiling warmly at John as she exposed her breasts to him. "Do you like them Johnny?" Ruth asked, her hands ran along the curvature of her orbs. Her thumb and index finger rolled her light brown nipple between them as her hands cradled her breast. "I know they aren't as big as your sister's are, but they're perky and firm, do you want to feel them?" she asked, stepping between his legs.