Note:
All characters in the story are at least eighteen years of age.
This story picks up where the last one left off. It will definitely make more sense if you've read the previous chapters. Thanks for reading!
Disclaimer: This story contains elements of incest, group sex, cuckolding, and probably others I'm forgetting If any of those are not your thing, this may not be the best story choice.
Chapter 9 - Conjugal Swaps?
Kate and Abby breezed into Sean's office promptly at ten as Kate had been instructed. Kate was a little sore from Bob's party festivities the night before, where they had both been gangbanged by Bob's friends and business associates.
Kate could only imagine how Abby was feeling, being unaccustomed to that type of treatment. She had handled the situation incredibly well. Almost too well, truth be told. Kate knew the ramifications of their actions on her family were incalculable and would be long lasting. She had to remind herself that this was Michael's doing, not hers, and certainly not of her daughters. Kate was really not looking forward to seeing Michael again, assuming that's what today was about.
"Hi ladies. You both look stunning!" Sean greeted approvingly. He had instructed Kate to dress sexy. They were both wearing short dresses. Kate's was red with spaghetti straps that were miraculously containing her well-endowed bosom. Abby wore a white, form fitting mini dress that accentuated her long, lithe limbs and firm curves.
"Have a seat," he said, motioning them toward the sofa. "You are just in time for the show." He closed the door and took a seat between them on the sofa. He pressed a button on a control unit. The curtains closed and a giant screen descended in front of them. It was at least eight feet across. When he pressed another button, a vivid high-definition video began streaming. It was actually several videos. Three appeared to be different angles of the same room. Kate recognized the room immediately as the same room she had shared with Michael during their conjugal visit. Today Michael appeared to be alone in the room, sitting on the bed, nervously looking around.
Another video stream was a view of Bill, Shauna's husband, in his cell. He appeared to be watching a television that was on a cart with wheels. It seemed he was getting to watch the show today for some reason.
"I'm going to let you ladies watch Michael's visit, before I take you to yours with Bill," Sean said.
"What? We're not visiting Michael today?" Kate asked, still confused.
"No. Today we're doing conjugal swaps. Bob thought we could spice things up a little bit. Don't worry, Michael is going to get to watch yours as well, but he doesn't know anything about that yet. We know he'll enjoy watching you, don't we Kate?"
"C'mon, Sean. Please. I'm begging you. I'll do anything you want. Please don't do this."
"You will do anything I want, and I'm really looking forward to it, but first things first. It's show time."
Michael wasn't alone for long as the door opened and two gorgeous redheads walked in. The door was closed behind them. They were both completely naked, wearing only thigh-high stockings and heels. There was no mistaking they were mother and daughter. Each with the same freckled fair skin and emerald green eyes. They were strikingly beautiful.
"What are Shauna and Becca doing in there?" Kate asked, already knowing the answer.
"This should be an interesting experiment. I told Shauna that she is required to seduce and have sex with Michael as many times as he wants, as you will later with Bill. However, Becca isn't required to sleep with Michael, unless he wants her to. I can't wait to see if he wants a taste of Becca's eighteen-year-old pussy, or if he will try to be a decent man. We'll see."
"Oh, my God," Abby said, her delicate hand covering her mouth. "This is so fucking twisted!"
Kate sat in shock, not knowing what to say. She couldn't take her eyes off of the screen. The audio quality was jarring. It picked up every sound as if they were sitting in the room with them. How they must have enjoyed watching her with Michael. Hearing all of the filthy things she said to him.
"Where's Kate?" Michael asked.
"We're your conjugal visit today," Shauna answered. "Bob's orders."
Shauna then explained the rules to Michael as they were explained to her. She would pleasure him in any way he wished, as many times as he wished. He could have sex with her daughter, Becca, if he wanted to. She delivered this carefully, just as Sean had instructed.
Kate could see a tent forming in Michael's prison pants.
"Stand up, baby," Shauna said, "let's get you out of those clothes."
"I can't watch this!" Abby said, covering her eyes.
"You're right, you don't have to watch," Sean said. "You can wait in the lobby or head over to the cafeteria. We'll come and find you when it's your turn," Sean offered, surprising Kate with what seemed an act of generosity. Abby didn't give him time to change his mind, quickly leaving the room.
Back on the screen, Shauna went to her knees and peeled his pants down, looking up at him longingly. She'd really improved her seduction game since the last time they'd worked together. Michael didn't stand a chance.
His five inch, fully erect penis sprang forward. Shauna helped him step out of his pants before stroking and then engulfing his cock with her full lips, sucking it expertly.
Michael groaned and Kate could tell he was about to pop already. Apparently, Shauna could tell as well as she released her lip lock and guided Michael onto the bed.
"How do you want me, stud?" Shauna asked.
"On your back," Michael huffed. Kate could see he was desperate for a release. Michael quickly mounted the red head and started thrusting into her. Shauna moaned in a way Kate could tell was only for his benefit. After a minute of thrusting, he grunted and his body tensed as he pumped his seed into Shauna.
They seemed to have completely forgotten about Becca, who sat in the single chair in the room watching with what appeared to be a similar level of disgust as Kate was experiencing.
Shauna was giving him the full VIP treatment. She kissed her way down his body and cleaned his cock and balls thoroughly with her tongue and lips.
"So, I guess that means Kate is having sex with Bill today?" he asked. Shauna took his cock out of her mouth to answer. "That would make sense," she said, "but they didn't give me any details about anyone else."
Michael's cock twitched. Kate knew he was imagining her with Bill and getting turned on again. Sean recognized this as well and was wearing his big shit-eating grin. Michael glanced over at Becca and gave her a lustful gaze. She really was adorable. All one hundred pounds of the freckle faced teenager. From the responsive nipples on her perky b-cups to her infectious smile, revealing the braces that drove older men wild with lust. Why did every man want to come on her braces?
"Here it comes...I fucking knew it!" Sean bellowed at the television.
"No, Michael...Please no..." Kate pleaded to the image of her husband on the screen.
With a pat of his hand, Michael invited Becca onto the bed.
"You bastard!" Kate growled. She knew she would never look at Michael the same way again. Hopefully, Bill would be a better man than her husband. She knew she was doing worse but at least it wasn't by choice. Well, it had only been by choice a few times with Jack. Not with some barely legal teenager who happened to be the daughter of your prison mate.
Michael was on his back with one arm around the mother and his other around her daughter, taking turns pulling them in for a kiss. He sure seemed to be loosening up rather quickly. After a few more turns, with each round of kissing becoming more intense, he took things to another level.
"Becca, sweetie, I really want to taste you. Sit on my face while your mother sucks my cock." It was quite a scene. Michael lapping at Becca's young folds while Shauna's head bobbed up and down on his rock-hard cock, easily taking all of it.
Kate was so taken in by the scene on the screen that she hadn't noticed Sean was staring at her. She instantly knew what was about to happen and tingled with anticipation. She hoped he wouldn't be gentle. She got her wish as Sean gripped her upper arm with one of his strong hands and her hair at the scruff of her neck with the other.
"Let's go to your favorite spot, slut!" he growled, lifting her and marching her toward his desk, where he'd taken her after the last conjugal visit. He bent her over the desk again, forcefully pressing her face against the cold, hard surface.
"You know what to do whore!" he ordered. Kate did know. She lifted her dress, past the small of her back. She then peeled down her panties, pushing them down as far as she could, which wasn't far with Sean still pressing her face down onto the desk. Sean ripped them down the rest of the way and Kate stepped out of them.
