With all the fooling around I was doing with mom and Tyler, one would almost forget that I also had a boyfriend. Not that I had particularly missed him these past two days. Mom's twat and Tyler's fat dick had seen to that. I hadn't replied any of his texts or returned his calls. As a matter of fact, I had barely given him any thought at all.
Monday morning, after swallowing Tyler's morning load and rimming mom in the shower, I texted Carl that we needed to talk. I was planning on cutting him loose. With Tyler providing me with all the sperm and abuse I could possibly need, I didn't see any point in riding a bus for thirty minutes just to get laid...
"Hi slut, what time is your last class?" he texted back.
I loved it when he called me that, it always made my pussy tingle.
"Three," I replied.
"Mom is taking Dee to music class at 3.30 and then to her swimming class, so they won't be home till 5.30, come on over... I wanna fuck you," he texted.
I thought about it; I was going to be there anyway... I might as well let him pound me one more time.
"I'll be there at around 4.15," I replied. Truth be told, putting out for him, just before dumping him made me feel cheap and sleazy.
I had always thought that his parents were very open-minded - that was before mom and I turned into complete sluts for Tyler, off course. They always welcomed me with open arms and didn't mind if Carl and I retreated to the privacy of his room to fuck, sometimes for hours.
No cars on the driveway, that was a good sign. I rang the doorbell and waited. After a quick hug and a passionate kiss, I took off my coat and purse, kicked off my shoes and followed him up the stairs, straight to his room.
As usual we skipped the foreplay all together and he got on top of me right away, not bothering with taking off my clothes. He just pushed them out of the way. He had his hard cock inside of me in no time at all.
Suddenly, about six minutes into the fucking, his sister Dee suddenly barged in and asked, "Carl, have you seen my trai... oh my god, sorry... sorry, sorry, I am sorry, sorry... "
"Dee, goddamned... get out!" as he looked at her, but didn't stop what he was doing. It didn't even slow him down, as a matter of fact he actually banged slightly harder out of anger!
"But I... I just..." she stammered as she clenched her eyes shut, as if that was going to make things less awkward.
"Get... out," Carl grunted as he started shuddering.
"Oh god Dee!" he screamed, angry that she was still there, but as he was unable to stop his orgasm, he unloaded his balls deep into my steaming hot cunt, while staring at his sister. Luckily for him, I wasn't the jealous type.
Dee quickly closed the door and after slamming home a few more times, Carl rolled off me and snuggled me.
"I thought you were home alone," I asked.
"Me too, the little brat probably forgot something..."
"Little? She's your twin sister, you were born the same day."
"I came out five minutes earlier, five minutes is five minutes."
"Well, she'll surely think twice now before barging into your room without knocking," I quipped.
"Yeah, sorry about that. I wasn't, you know... I mean I was thinking of you when I..."
"No, you weren't," I said as I got up and headed for the bathroom, "But that's okay, I forgive you," I said with a smile.
Then we heard the front door slam shut.
"There, problem gone," he said, as he followed me into the bathroom. Carl quickly took off all his clothes and started helping me out of mine, as I was trying to freshen up. After groping my tits and ass extensively through my underwear, I looked down and could see his cock getting hard again.
I smiled and asked, "Ready for more, huh?"
He didn't answer, but pushed me down to my knees so that his hard cock was right in my face. I figured I had time to swallow one last load, opened my mouth, engulfed his veiny shaft and started sucking.
He grew bigger and fatter in my mouth, which made me wet. I began bobbing my head up and down, slobbering over his balls and shaft, generously applying my saliva all over the place.
Suddenly, totally out of the blue, Carl's mom Cathy barged into the bathroom, saying, "It has to be here somewhere Dee, I've seen it only this morn... oh Carl, sorry, I didn't mean to..."
"Mom!" he groaned in frustration as he covered his cock with both hands.
Not knowing what to do, I just sat there, looking up at her.
"Sorry Carl, but Dee said you two were going at it in your room, so I didn't know..."
"Yeah all right," Carl whispered, raising his hand, indicating that he didn't want the whole explanation, "Is there something you need?"
Meanwhile Cathy looked down at me and said, "Hi Dani."
"Hi, Mrs. Baker... I am sorry, we didn't..."
"Don't worry about it dear, I am sorry to interrupt... I'll be out of your hair just as soon as I've found Dee's black swimsuit... the competition is in twenty minutes," as she tiptoed in and checked the hamper for a few seconds.
"Why doesn't she just wear her red one?" Carl asked.
"There's a rip in the red one; we need the black one, or she'll miss the competition.
"Uhm, I... check my room, under the bed," Carl whispered.
Cathy looked at him funny for a moment, then said, "Yeah, I'll do that!"
As she closed the door behind her, heading for his room, I turned my head up towards him threateningly and asked, with an evil smile on my face, "Your sister's bathing suit... really?"
His face turned red as a beet.
I gave him a naughty smile, as I pushed his hands out of the way and slowly grabbed his shaft, jerking it slightly. Just when I had jerked his cock to full size again and was about to wrap my mouth around his cock again, his mom barged back in again, passing us by and heading straight for the sink with Dee's black swimsuit in her hands.
"Mom!" Carl sighed as he made no effort to conceal his cock this time. I too was more at ease the second time around and just kept my hand wrapped around his shaft, jerking it ever so slowly as I watched the scene unfold in front of me.
Genuinely shocked and angry, Cathy said, "Look, I'm sorry... but I can't have your sister go swimming in this now, can I?"
As she held it open for both of us to see, I could feel Carl's cock harden and twitch. The black spandex material was completely covered in dried up cum stains from top to bottom, strands, stains, drops...
I gawked at the bathing suit as I instinctively started jerking a little bit faster. Figuring she'd made her point, Cathy turned back around and started washing the bathing suit under the running faucet, using hand soap as an aid.
"She's your sister for Christ's sake," Cathy murmured, clearly still shocked.
"And then there's all the panties and bras I saw under there," Cathy continued, "The pink bra with the flowers on it? I've been looking for it for weeks. I don't mind you borrowing my underwear or a bathing suit from your sister for that matter, but at least have the decency to put it in the washing bin when you're done with it!"
At that moment, even though I was stimulating him ever so slightly, Carl went off like a fire hose and began shooting ribbons of cum all over me; in my face, on my arms, my chest, my bra, my thighs... and because he was doing so in complete silence, his mother didn't notice and just kept on ranting while trying to wash off all the cum from her daughter's bathing suit.
"I mean, some of the underwear under your bed has so much cum on them that it's hard to tell what color they were originally... it's downright disgusting!" she murmured. Meanwhile Carl kept convulsing in silent agony, emptying his balls mainly on my face.
I'd be lying if I said I wasn't enjoying every second of it. I love a good degrading facial once in a while, especially in depraved circumstances like these. The last drop was dangling from his cock head, about to fall down between my legs, when Cathy switched off the faucet and turned towards us, about to reach for a towel.
"I think I've got it all..." she started to whisper when she suddenly noticed me, covered in her son's spunk. She gawked at me and stared several seconds at all the cum on my face, my rack and my arms, before her brain switched on again.
"Right..." she whispered as she averted her eyes and quickly scampered out of the bathroom, mumbling, "Sorry, I'll just grab a towel from storage,"
As I got up and admired myself in the bathroom mirror, Carl reclined on the floor and sighed relieved.
"So, your sister AND your mother, you little perv!" I smiled.
"Look, I... I don't..."
"Don't sweat it, I know how guys operate... any hole will do, right?" I whispered.
He looked at the floor slightly embarrassed.
"I didn't know you were such a pervert, I'll have to punish you!"
Carl looked at me and said, "Oh really?"
I turned towards him, forgoing cleaning his cum off my body and face, pushed my panties down and pointed at my twat, whispering, "You know what to do..."
He smiled and kneeled down, licking me between my legs. After about ten seconds, I got down on my back on the floor and Carl took off my panties off completely, then stuck his head back in between my legs and started the real work. He was rather good at oral sex and he had me trembling and wet all over within a minute or two.
Then, for the fourth time, we were interrupted!
His mom shouted from downstairs, "Carl, we're off!"
Carl lifted his head and replaced his tongue with two fingers - making me jump with joy - as he shouted," Mom, for crying out loud... " and crooked his fingers a couple of times in my cunt, making me moan and trash.
"Will Dani be staying for dinner?" she asked, clearly not caring about her bad timing.
"No, Mrs. Baker [grunt]," I shouted, "I need to be home for [moan] dinner."
I didn't care about dinner, but I had promised Tyler I'd let him fuck me up the ass again and would suck him off afterwards, so I was rather keen on getting home on time.
