Part one
At the Faldor Hotel, as Reverend Muren could attest, the descent into total carnal depravity only required the one willing act of forbidden sexuality. While it was obvious that Sally and Jenna were just as horny as everyone else in their suite, they'd been holding back because they hadn't been as completely indoctrinated by simply giving in to the persistent and intense sexual influences on their minds. The incident at the boutique didn't quite count as a willing act of submission for them. They were both forced into it by the two local men and, though their resistance wasn't as ardent as it normally would have been because of their existing hormonal state, the fact was that neither of them would have consciously chosen what was pressed upon (and into) them as Kevin and Owen watched with eager approval.
For Kevin and Owen, the very act of masturbating to the show their female family members starred in served as that willing act of forbidden sexuality. They had already
become
, as it were, and there was no turning back for their more perverted, male sexual drives as they'd lounged on the bed in their suite, openly watching pornography in front of Sally and Jenna.
While mother and daughter lay on their bed, still in shock at being molested and fucked in a public setting with Kevin and Owen actually encouraging the whole thing, the sounds of unapologetic sex from the television frayed the edges of their already fragile resistance. Their bodies screamed for satisfaction while no amount of verbal authority from Sally could get them to turn the pornography off. Even when her husband left to get food from the kitchen, her demands that Owen turn it off were only met with hungry leers at hers and Jenna's bodies as he openly stroked his hard penis beneath his pajama bottoms. Finally she gave up, suspecting that it mightn't be a good idea to attract the hormonally revved up twenty year old's attention just then. In addition, watching him stroke himself the way he was, writhing and twitching in wanton sexual delight right in front of her wasn't helping the battle she was fighting with her own hormones, and she suspected that it wasn't helping Jenna's fight either.
The trouble was that she liked the lewd and improper attention from the local ruffian in the boutique. She liked the way that indecent swimsuit exposed her in front of them, the way he grabbed at her and, more troubling, the way he fucked her in front of her husband. Jenna receiving the same treatment right beside her made it even better and, while the persistent memory of these things were turning her on more and more, the knowledge that this was morally wrong remained. Beside her, Jenna twisted and squirmed on the bed, just as horny as she was. Despite the girl's questionable choice of tops, she was also fighting her sexual urges, and Sally wondered if her daughter's imagination was also being invaded by thoughts of her brother's hard cock, only a short distance away on the other bed.
When her husband returned to their suite, Sally was completely unhinged at the sight of Bess, the beautiful, curvy girl who'd licked the ruffian's semen from her body, including her snatch. She remembered how she'd loved it, how she'd suddenly wondered what sex with another woman might be like and, staring up at her, willing herself not to look at the girl's large breasts through the short, see through nightie she was wearing, it took a surprising effort not to simply pull her down on the bed with her to find out.
Now, with her hand down the front of her own daughter's panties, mindlessly rubbing and flicking her clitoris while she twitched and moaned, Sally wished she had. And now Owen wanted her to take her top off. They all did. They watched her, hungrily waiting for her to comply and, as if in mutual support, the busty young blonde visitor took the hem of her nightie and slowly pulled it up over her head and off.
Kevin certainly approved of this, staring at her round, admittedly enticing melons. She giggled and gave them a shake for him. Then her friend, dressed in the same night attire, did the same. Naturally, Kevin also appreciated the brunette's exposure while Owen also leered at the topless woman before returning his attention to his mother's fiddling hand, then her face.
"C'mon, Mom," he almost insisted. "Take your shirt off."
"You
are
a little overdressed," her husband put in.
"Take your pants off too," Owen ordered, squeezing his young, hardened member, now shiny wet with his precum.
"Oh, Mom, I-I'm gonna cum!"
It was Jenna's shocking proclamation that snapped Sally out of a sexual delirium that was becoming heavier by the second. With a jerk, she removed her hand from the hot, wet confines of her daughter's panties, shaking her head while Jenna groaned with frustration.
"Mom!" Owen insisted.
"No!"
Sally expelled, a refusal that was meant as much for her as the others. "I will
not!