David ran into the house, angry, crying at what his mom was doing with his friends. Those bastards! Fucking her cunt at the same time! And his wimp dad, just sitting their whacking off to it. David in anger, got out of his clothes but couldn't get the visions of the double pussy penetration out of his mind. His breathing increased as he saw his whore mom in such a state of ecstasy, calling out to his friends to give it all to her. Watching the movie in his mind, David uncontrollably started playing with his rock hard cock and the closer they all got to cumming, so did he. When he heard his mom crying out in orgasm yet again, David shot his load all over the floor. "Fucking bitch," David groaned. He loved it, too. But hated them all.
By the time Susan and Ted got home, David was already fast asleep having polished off one of their bottles of scotch. The next day, after getting over his hang-over, David was silent, not talking to anyone. Ted and Susan noticed but didn't say anything. She figured he was still sore from breaking their date. She was sore, period. That evening, Susan went to David's room to give him his nightly blowjob.
"Go away," David said.
"Why?" Susan asked. "Look, sweetie, I'm really sorry about last night."
"No your not!" David replied. "I saw everything, you fucking whore!" Susan was silent and quickly turned white with fear. "My own fucking friends, you bitch! Just get out! I don't wanna fucking touch you! Get OUT!"
Susan, shaking and starting to cry, backed out and went down the hall to her room. Ted was already there. "What the hell happened?" he asked. Crying, Susan said, "He knows. He saw everything." Ted was shocked. How? What? It didn't matter. Except that now everything was beyond fucked-up.
From that moment, things changed dramatically. Susan e-mailed Greg: "David found out. Can't do this anymore. Don't contact me." David immediately broke up with his friends who avoided him, as well. David spent less and less time at home, and wouldn't even go near Ted's place of business. He got himself a girlfriend just to have someone and somewhere to go. Susan tried to talk to him but he wouldn't respond. She felt guilty, Ted felt guilty, and both turned on each other as well. Why did HE have to start it all with his sick fantasies? Why did SHE insist on doing the kid's friends? Thankfully, the school year ended and David graduated. He spent the summer preparing to go off to college, and unfortunately for all concerned, it was the best remedy. David would be away from home for the better part of the next four years. Guilt and anger would linger, but also a chance to heal somewhat. Out of sight out of mind.
For Susan, once David had gone, reality set in. His friend's were gone, too. No one was around and Susan, who hadn't been laid in months once again took out her black vibrator, plunging it into her horny, aching cunt. The only thing more powerful than her guilt was her needs. After thrusting the fake cock in and out of her wet pussy for seemingly the millionth time, Susan pulled it out and thought, "Fuck it! I don't care anymore. I'm gonna do what I want. What I NEED! Fuck everyone!"
That night she called her friend Donna. "Donna, tell me, what are you doing this weekend?"