It was a bright snowy night, the streets were crowded and cheerful, people chattering everywhere with a loud visible smile on their faces, Almost all houses in the street were a party ground, Some lawns appeared like Christmas, but it was all past that, It was the end of December, the end of the year, it was only a matter of one more hour left then the skies would be decorated with fireworks, the streets illuminated by party bombs if anyone still uses them in the New Year’s Eve.
Carl, a tall, robust figure, long beard, and thick moustache almost hiding his mouth, gave the impression of a homeless man to anyone who looked at him, He was such a handsome young fellow, but the homeless costume of his did suit him well, He came out of a party house, tears rolling down his cheeks, but his face was subtle, he didn’t show that he was crying, but deep down, he was broke, shattered.
‘I slept with Gary’ Her girlfriend had said, the voice echoed in his head like a thunder bell, On and on.
Gary? Who the fuck is Gary? Does that even matter? It didn’t matter to him, All he knew was that it’s over between him and her, It was an estranged relationship between them for months, but it was on the New Year’s Eve that it came to light along with many other’s laughter in the streets.
He got in his car, he almost thought for a minute or two, What to do? Where to go?
‘Fuck it’ he muttered to himself, Started the engine, wiped his tears that managed to flow to his beard without turning into a piece of chilled ice, He wiped them off by the heels of his hand and drove away.
Where was he going? Didn’t matter as long as it’s somewhere far from her, far from her house, He knew that the following year wouldn’t bring any luck but the pain in his ass, Talking about luck, he remembered buying two bottles of vodka to celebrate the new year with her, Now he gets to celebrate it all by himself, He pulled over the car, got out, and unwrapped the box on the backseat of the car, the box spilt snow sprays, party bombs, dozens of candles, and two bottles of vodka, He also found a dozen of beer.
Beer? Have it, Carl, You deserve it but finish the vodka first, He shifted the vodka bottle and beer to the front passenger seat and began driving, one hand on the wheels, and the other one holding vodka.
‘What are you smiling at? Bitch!’ he swore gazing upon a photo of Ingrid Bergman.
The chick from those old movies, He always liked her, There was a time when he even masturbated for her in the same old car, for which he didn’t feel happy, It felt weird for him somehow, He never stopped admiring her but did stop jerking for her, Was it because Ingrid isn’t cum worthy?
No, because he respected and admired her so much, that jerking off to her felt odd.
‘I am sorry Ingrid’ He said to the photo, taking a big gulp of the vodka, groaned for the burn that the vodka did in his throat. ‘Sorry that I called you bitch’ One more gulp, and another one, The bottle was empty in a matter of a few large gulps, He had been drinking like a bear rather than a man.
He threw the bottle out of the window, His hands reached for Ingrid’s photo, touched her lips over the photo, he was touching and feeling as if he was touching her real lips, He smiled, Even he had no idea, what that smile meant, He reached for another bottle of vodka, but this time, the road wasn’t straight, the wind wasn’t warm, his eye wasn’t sharp, his hands weren’t steady, A bright light beamed up as if the sun appeared out of the curve, It was a truck glowing a high beam light,
‘Oh shit’ He yapped as he steered hard right. He was well aware of the fact that it was a narrow bitchy curvy road, and sides are nothing but woods, In the darkness, they were spooky woods.
The car hit the sidebars of the road, knocked them out, the truck came drifting, wobbling, and the car was out of its way, rolled and rolled like a doughnut running down the stairs, The glasses shattered, seat belt, party bombs, snow sprays and beer, floated and crashed against everything, For Carl, it felt as if he was in a car in the space, floating with the lack of gravity, No, the gravity was calling for him, and he was going there.
A river, a small stream of water running above his head, the car was upside down, half sunk in the river, half on the river bed. Water filled in, wetted his hair, and beard. It was still dark for Carl to expect rescue, He could expect rescue if the truck driver had a big heart and called for 911 to report the car crash, Only then will they come looking for him. So, the question is will he? Carl didn’t have a mobile, He didn’t care to own one.
***
‘Don’t disturb him, Paula.’ A gentle sweet voice spoke, The voice was so soothing and calming that it almost sounded like nightingale speaking, Carl pressured his eyelids to open, Beautiful, ample, mature women in a maroon silk robe presented herself.
‘Oh god, you’re awake.’ She said, but Carl couldn’t hear a thing, All he saw was her coral smooth lips waving, and her perfectly organized teeth shone, white as a pearl, neatly organized in the mouth of that lady, She looked tall, as tall as his girlfriend, His ex-girlfriend would be a more appropriate term since the new year.
Carl found himself on a bed, a blanket pulled up till his tummy, his bare body exposed to the moist air. The room was small, on the left side, there was an enormous shelf almost hiding the entire wall, The shelf had a plethora of books organized but dusted, It looked like no one ever stepped inside this room except for Carl in a very long time, behind him was the wall that smelled of old books and wood dust.
Maybe the entire room smelled like books and wood dust, but the smell from the wall was stronger than anywhere in the room, On the right, across the room, there was a table on which lay a Royal typewriter, a study lamp, a big book like a brick, dusted, almost covered with cobwebs. Someone in this house once was a writer — is all Carl could detect, Right next to the table was a door left ajar, The ground was of wood, the ceiling was of wood and so di the wall and rest of the room, and even house perhaps.
A cabin perhaps or an old lodge?
‘Where am I?’ Carl asked as he tried to sit up on the bed, He felt his cock rubbing against the soft part of the blanket underneath and realized that he was completely naked, ‘how did you find me? where was I?’ he piled up his questions to that lady.
‘It’s okay, It’s okay.’ she smiled, ‘I am Olivia, I and my son happened to cross that way and we found the wrecked car by the river. You were inside it, I believe you are aware that you had an accident, but you seemed to have all the luck, given that you are still alive in all one piece.’ she sat on the chair on the bedside to his right.
Carl sat up and sensed tremendous pain in his ass, and beneath, His upper body was well and fine, while his lower body was an internal mess.
‘How long have I been here?’ he asked, ‘what is today’s…date?’ he scanned the room for a calendar first, found nothing, Searched for a clock, found nothing, The room was filled with books and books and nothing else, And yeah, the royal typewriter, That’s pretty much everything he could find.
She held his hands, her skin was so smooth, shining, that he felt an odd breeze on his skin, he looked back and looked right into her brown eyes, Something surprised him, It was the women herself, she surprised her on how much she reminds him of Hayley Atwell.
Olivia here couldn’t be no less than forty, her bosom was shaggy but busty that he could tell just by the look of her silk robe, He could also tell that she wasn’t wearing a bra underneath.
‘Someone saved your ass, and you’re thinking of fucking her. aren’t you?’ He was swearing himself, except it all was a whisper in his head.
‘Is he awake?’ another women’s voice came from the hallway. A young woman, no less than 25 appeared near the door in her camisole through which her ample firm breast was pointing, and jeans that enveloped her long legs, and a flip flop carrying her well maintained feet, Just by the look of her, she exhibited a strong relevance with Gemma Arterton.
‘Oh, yes honey’ Olivia said, turning back to her, the young women came and stood beside her, gnawing at him, one hand on Olivia’s shoulder, and another hand in her jean pocket, ‘and this is Paula, My daughter.’ She said to him and touched her daughter’s hand on her shoulders.
‘What’s your name?’ Paula asked sharply.
‘Um…I am Carl…Carl Bernard’ He answered.
‘Carl?’ Paula repeated, sounding amused, ‘even the name?’ She looked at Olivia.
‘That’s one…odd… coincidence, honey’ She remarked.
Carl was puzzled. He had no idea what they were talking about, No, Wait, Carl? Yes, he remembered an old memory, an odd one too, “Carl? As in the mother-fucker?” a drunk guy at the bar had said and laughed, Carl couldn’t make anything of it. whatever the inside joke or reference joke it was, he didn’t understand, and this seemed like the same scenario, but in-depth.
‘What…coincidence?’ he asked.
‘Bring some soup for him.’ Olivia said to her daughter, She fled leaving him and Olivia alone for a while again.
‘Well, my husband’s name is Carl Herbert.’ She said, pulling a small box that contained pills, Pills in dozens as if they were all bought fresh for Carl himself, ‘and it’s so strange that you also look a lot like him, Two days ago, you looked like a homeless man, who had an accident, but without those beards and moustache, you look a lot like him,’ She picked up a pill, handed it over to him, poured him a glass of water, ‘for the pain’ She said.
‘So, where is your husband?’ he asked, swallowing the pills, and washing them down with the water.
‘Leukemia.’ She said rather plainly, ‘two years ago.’
‘I am sorry.’ he said and sat in silence for a minute or two, ‘Was he a writer of some sort?’ he asked pointing at the typewriter.
She smiled as her pale cheeks turned pink all of sudden, She looked down; her smile transformed into a slight giggle.
‘Mom?’ Paula’s voice reached the room along with her and froze after looking at her mother giggle as if she saw some magic, ‘what are you laughing at?’
‘Oh, yes.’ Olivia responded as she got the bowl from her, stirred it while she began speaking again, ‘yes, he was a writer, He was well known for his novel called the Red Delicious’ She passed the bowl to him, He received it and took a sip of the soup from the large spoon.
‘Red delicious?’ he repeated, ‘has a nice ring to it, but I am sorry that I am not a voracious reader or anything.’
‘Well, the novel was so famous and ridiculed at the same time, anyway, that did put food in our plate, But my husband was so pestered and harassed, that we moved here to the outskirts of the town, almost into the woods.’
That was a good promotion, it worked and kindled the curiousness for Carl to read the book.
‘What was the novel about?’ he asked.
‘Are you serious that you haven’t heard anything about it? not even the conflict, and stuff about the book?’ Paula spoke.
‘I am sorry, No.’ He shrugged.
‘It’s okay.’ Olivia said, ‘the novel was about…’
‘If you have a copy of it, can I get them?’ he rather asked than said, ‘I can pay for them, where’s my…wallet?’ He looked around the room once again, this time searching for his dress.
Paula walked to table on the right side of the room and fetched the book from the table that has been resting there for so long that, upon picking it up left a clean space the size of the book, surrounded by dust and cobwebs, She patted, blew, and dusted them out, It was a huge book and for a fresh reader like Carl, it may take an eternity before he could finish reading the book.
Carl turned to the last page, that is the first thing he did, he noticed that the book was 1800 page long, And if that was going to be his first novel, it better be good, if not, Carl will hate the idea of reading, Forever.
‘Umm…if you don’t mind, can anyone give me some idea on what I might be finding here, not the plot, but something like an overview perhaps.’ He said.
‘It’s, it’s about a family, living all alone in a mountain, They don’t have any contact with the outside world whatsoever, And they have different ways of looking at the life…’ Olivia began.
‘It’s an erotica…with incest’ Paula interrupted, ‘as simple as it is.’
Olivia put her tongue out, expressing a bit of gawkiness, ‘Paula?’ she glared at her.
‘What?’ Paula responded, She went back out to the hallway, leaving them alone once again.
Carl was confused, rather than shocked, Olivia showed the awkwardness that has been building, She decided to leave.
‘Okay, Mr Bernard. Finish the soup, take rest, and feel better, will see you by dinner’ She stood and put the box beside the bed, making it easy for Carl to reach for it, ‘call when you need something’ She then walked away.
Carl continued sipping the soup, spoon by spoon. He made a leap, curled down, and put the bowl down, Sat up straight again and stared at the novel cover with a huge words RED DELICIOUS and CARL HERBERT with two hands, holding a half-bitten apple on the two sides, One pale soft hand, and another rough hand with a speck of hair, what looked like a male hand holding an apple and the female hand holding the male hand.
‘There’s a beginning for everything’ He told to himself and opened the book to begin reading, But the entire time, he missed many things, many changes in the dazzlement that he is still even alive, He noticed that his face has become weightless, not itching, and nothing. Probably that is the first thing he noticed once he woke up, That Olivia or Paula shaved his beard and moustache, leaving nothing but his clean, smooth, shaved face.
He began reading, He wasn’t aware of at what time he started or how long it has been, but he was sure that it seemed so long that the room got even darker, and the light shone even brighter, the writer wrote this book in this very room, without windows, Dedication? yes, One could call that.
***
Carl was almost past ten chapters until something made him stop, He felt like pissing, and he hasn’t used his leg since the point of the accident, He tried to move his leg, he did, but with great pain and effort, He threw the blanket away from him and looked at his leg.
For a minute he almost pissed on the bed, His legs now were quite a mess, all bruises, and his left knee had a significant injury, that it looked like someone hammered his kneecap, His dick lay there on his right thigh pathetically, He didn’t want to look at his legs anymore, he pulled the blanket back till his waist, He now knew that he can’t sleep for a few nights, not after watching his legs in that crippled condition.
He is a cripple now, just like his legs.
‘Olivia?’ he called, ‘are you there?’
He heard the sound of her footsteps approaching, creaking and cracking for every step on the wooden floor.
‘Yes,’ she asked anxiously, ‘what happened?’
‘Oh, nothing to fear’ He assured, ‘Um, I just want to take a piss, Can you point me to the bathroom?’
‘And what makes you think you can go to the bathroom with those legs Bernard?’
‘Carl please,’
‘Okay, Carl, It reminds me of my husband, The name…’
‘Well, Bernard is fine. Sorry about that.’
‘Oh no, I miss calling his name, Carl, Carl, Sounds nice, Carl.’
‘Okay then’ He smiled, ‘bathroom?’
‘Shoot, I forgot’ She disappeared back in the hallway. After some rattling and rolling sound of cutlery, the falling sound of mop or some stick, she came back with a wheelchair, She stretched it out, wiped the dust off, and she came closer to him.
‘Wait’ He said, ‘you do know that I am naked right?’
‘Of course, I do, I undressed you, how could I not remember that.’
‘Then I might need something to cover my…you know’
‘You can’t actually, Your left pelvic bone and waist bone is severely damaged, Wrapping a towel could cause tremendous pain, You wouldn’t want that, trust me, besides, I have seen you naked, cleaned your body for two days, I didn’t bother at all.’
That answer shut Carl up, He didn’t have any words to speak next. She put his one arm around his shoulders and lifted him, and used her other hand near his thighs, lifted him and made him sit on the wheelchair as carefully as a woman could, She rolled the wheelchair out of the room, went left to the hallway.
‘How did you know all these medical things’ he asked.
‘I was a nurse before my husband wrote that novel’ she giggled innocently.
In the right of the hallway, he saw a door, the main door to the house, and the bathroom remained the last to the left of the hallway, She made him sit on the toilet and stood beside him, watching him, He was in an awkward situation, The last thing he would want him to have an erection and make the situation even worse.
‘Can I tell you something?’ She said, adjusting her robe by the back of her neck.
‘Does it have to be now?’ he said, looking away, trying to make it less awkward
somehow.
‘I don’t mean it as an insult or a compliment, just a remark, Your penis is not fat as my husband’s but, it still is longer than him, bigger, In a normal condition, You know, without an erection’ She said, looking at his face, while he was looking somewhere over his shoulder.
Once he was done, she lifted him again, put him in the wheelchair, and rode back to the room, which once was her husband’s room, And she lifted him again and put him on the bed, gently and left the room after announcing that the dinner would be ready in a few minutes.
***
Shortly, she came back with a plate filled with beans, mashed potatoes, and even some carrot stew, They were all delicious, yes, Like the Red delicious, He had his supper; his belly was full, Olivia stayed while he was having his dinner.
‘You don’t have a phone?’ she asked, ‘or was it in the car that I missed it somehow?’
‘No, I don’t have one.’
‘We don’t either, So, you want me to call someone? Your family? Friends? Wife?’
‘I had a girlfriend; she broke up on year’s eve, I was drunk and here I am, Other than her, I don’t have anybody’ He shrugged, ‘I do have a friend, maybe you can call him using a public telephone or something and let him know?’
‘Sure’ She said, ‘Give me his number’
He wrote them down in a piece of paper which Olivia picked it from the table behind the typewriter.
‘-Okay’ she said and stared at the piece of paper for a good long minute.
He sat and ate in silence, while she sat nearby and watched him eat, Once he was done, she took the plate and went.
***
Later that night, Carl almost found peace with the pain, bed, and the new location, until he was aroused from his deep sleep by a gentle touch of wet cloth, He woke up to see what it was, Olivia sat beside him a big bowl of water a plain white piece of cloth rubbing and cleaning his arms.
‘It’s okay’ she hushed him. She was exhibiting a motherly love towards Carl, Her hand ran through his hair, smiled, and stared in his eye like a mother would do before kissing his son a good night.
But somehow, the effect of the book, by that point he was a hundred pages past, and there was a lot of incest in the book, He couldn’t jerk off, so, he had to close the book and sleep on it, and the result was a boner, The dreams were wild, and he had a boner now, He was sure that Olivia would have noticed and pretended that she didn’t.
She wiped his arms, then his chest, neck, and she pulled down the blanket exposing his hard dick, and the crippled legs, He was embarrassed, just a son would be when he was caught masturbating by my mom or even simpler, Caught with an erection by his mom.
Her face went pink upon seeing his erect dick, almost standing like a post, She tried not to look at it for a moment, She put the wet cloth on his tummy, cleaned, then moved it to his abdomen, Her thumb was on the verge of touching his penis, Carl tried hard to not make it worse, not make it twitch or anything, he tried to get rid of the erection as soon as possible, He was thinking of war, accident, new year, truck, Nothing seemed to help him calm his stick down.
‘I was reading the book, and so, I…had a dream’ He began ‘I am sorry, this is very much awkward in every way, You don’t need to…’
‘Oh, it’s okay Carl’ She smiled ‘by the way, you stink a bit’
Then she wiped his thighs, legs, feet, then tried to wipe his back, asking him to lean over, then his ribs and armpit, He was clean now, At least not stinking,
She pulled the blanket back up, and took another piece of white cloth, soaked it in the water, and brought it to his dick, He stopped her by her wrist, She used her another hand, caressed his cheeks ‘It’s okay’ she almost whispered.
Then he didn’t resist any longer. He let loose of her hand, She then reached for his dick, wiped it first, then she put the cloth on his abdomen, and held his dick by her hand, and felt it, She was touching and holding his cock like that was the first time she had ever touched, then she began stroking, It has been nearly half a year since he had sex, His hormones were shooting and firing like neurons, She choked his cock often to feel the veins and blood gushing through it, She increased the speed of her stroking, pulled the blanket aside just little enough for his dick to be visible.
Carl was breathing as if he had run a marathon, his eyes closed, his hands clenched, his teeth tight, Olivia got the sign of his edge to cum, he took the white cloth and put it on his dick and continued stroking, The wet cloth, the warm soft hand stroking his dick, he lasted no more than five minutes before he came on the cloth. She then wiped his penis of the remaining sticking cum, put the cloth back in the bowl, He saw his semen float in the water.
‘That’s it, Carl, that’s it’ she said, Leaned forward and kissed his forehead, He was staring at her as if she was an alien, He didn’t understand what that kiss means, what that hand job means, But he knew that it felt good, He tried to forget the moment where he tried to see Olivia as his mother, A bad idea he’d swear himself later.
‘That was quick’ She smiled, holding the bowl and cloth. ‘how old are you?’
‘I am 26’ He glared. Wondering if it is odd to ask the same ‘you?’ he asked anyway.
‘I am 45, and my daughter is 22, And my son, Alex is 19’ She said.
‘You have a son?’ he asked in amusement ‘where is he?’
‘Yes, Carl, Such a handsome fellow he is, He has gone to the town, 2nd of every month, we will have this courier, the money for this book, You know, he went to fetch that, he will be back late tonight or tomorrow.’
‘Okay, about what happened now…’
‘I cleaned you and helped with your erection, That’s what happened, Don’t think about it a lot,’ She said and fled.
‘Good night’ he called and tried to resume his sleep again, Now he can sleep like a horse.
***
‘Mommy, no…mommy…’ a whisper travelled with heavy gasping, It was the voice of Paula.
Carl wasn’t sure what time it was, but he couldn’t sleep anymore, ‘What the fuck?’ he asked himself, His mind concluded, But he didn’t want to agree with his mind for the first time, the creaking sound of the bed and moaning became loud and clear, Then altogether it stopped abruptly.
Silence prevailed, Then Carl went back to sleep again.
***
Next day afternoon the lunch was served, While having his lunch, a tall young man showed up at his room.
‘Mom told me that you were awake’ He informed rather than said ‘lucky fellow you are’ He smiled.
Olivia joined in a minute later, kissed Alex on his cheeks and forehead and sat beside him.
‘Carl, this is Alex. Alex this is Carl’
Alex noticed the novel beside Carl on the bed ‘how is the novel? I mean how many chapters have you…’ he said pointing at the RED DELICIOUS.
‘I mean, I don’t know what to say…in a good way, It’s amazing and it kept running in my mind the whole night’ Carl replied.
Olivia gnawed and smiled at him.
Paula joined in shortly, The entire family was here, staring at Carl, Paula was wearing a maroon sleeveless tee shirt tucked in her denim shorts, exposing her beautiful shining long thighs, and her shimmering soft arms, Alex was wearing a white tee shirt half tucked and half bucked out in his jeans, Olivia was wearing a sleeveless summer dress that reached only till her knees.
Paula and Alex stood near the door, Paula’s hands wrapped around Alex’s waist, and his hands on her shoulders, She was leaning on him, her left foot above the ground, She was gnawing her lower lips.
‘How was lunch?’ Olivia asked.
‘Wonderful actually, The best I ever had in my entire life.’ Carl smiled, He wasn’t lying.
‘Thanks’ She smiled back, ‘so, It’s a movie night today, We have this small family time once or twice every week, I would like for you to join us, We don’t want you to be all alone here’
‘Umm…I don’t know about that’
‘Mom?’ Alex called.
‘I insist’ She continued ignoring Alex for a minute.
‘Okay then, Sure, I love movies’
‘Great’ She said and looked at Alex over her shoulders ‘What Alex?’
‘About the call?’ Alex said.
‘Oh yes, I forget’ She turned back ‘we called your friend today morning, on the public telephone while buying some groceries, Your friend didn’t answer the call, We tried multiple times; it all went straight to his voice mail, I hope he calls back.’
‘Okay, I hope he calls back too’ Carl said.
While Carl and Olivia were talking about the call, his gaze went for Paula, She was undeniably attractive in that dress, She leaned on to Alex, and he bent a little as she whispered something in his ear with a fun smile on her face.
***
‘Carl?’ Paula called as she entered the room and found him submerged in the book that he wasn’t even aware of the boner, He embarrassed himself in front of Paula, He should stop reading the book in the daytime for a while, He was now successfully crossed 350 pages and it was nothing but a pure form off incest erotica.
‘Thanks for the dinner’ He said trying to cover his boner somehow.
‘Seems like you are so into the novel already’ She smiled as she placed the plate on the bed, put the glass of water on the floor, She sat beside him, as he began
eating his dinner.
‘Where’s your mom?’ he asked mouthful.
‘She is in the kitchen, Alex is preparing the sofa, for you know…the movie night I was free, so, she asked me to…serve the dinner’ She smiled.
‘Okay,’ he continued eating.
‘So, what do you do?’ she asked.
‘I work…I mean used to work at this mall as the community manager, But I have been fired four months ago, So, I am unemployed.’
She nodded. ‘sorry about your ex-girlfriend though’ She touched his hands, that was feeling good for him, but odd at the same time.
Stay away from her, he reminded himself, He smiled and took the hand from her touch and continued eating.
A speck of spinach managed to escape from the spoon and hung to the side of his chin, Paula didn’t inform him, instead, her hands went for it. picked the speck and put it in her mouth, if it was Olivia who did that, it may have been a little romantic, It would be still romantic if Olivia hadn’t given him a hand job the previous day.
Carl finished his dinner before Alex came in, looked at him, Paula stood up and went for the wheelchair, She slapped Alex’s ass before she fetched it, Alex turned back as if to seek revenge, She giggled and tried to run. Alex was tall, that he caught her in a few steps, even before she could even escape the room, He caught him by her arm and spanked her ass in return, Brother-sister quarrel supposed to be fun, But this looked a lot weird.
Carl pretended that he didn’t see anything.
‘Can I get something to wear? I am naked the entire time I am here’ Carl asked.
‘I don’t know if you can wear pant, I think a pyjama would be convenient’ Alex said and went.
He came back with a pyjama and a Hawaiian shirt, something on his skin would be fine than sitting in the wheelchair, naked while watching a movie with two ladies, Especially two attractive beautiful ladies.
With the help of Alex and Paula, he managed to wear his pyjama’s and his shirt was the easiest part, Then Alex lifted him and put him on the wheelchair and drove to the living room.
There wasn’t a TV, but they had a projector, This sure is a Movie Night, he told to himself.
Alex settled the wheelchair to the left side of the sofa, on the left corner, Olivia sat, with a huge bowl of popcorn, chips, and cookies, then Paula, then Alex.
Alex switched on the Projector, switched off the lights, pulled the curtains, and connected the speaker and stereo, It was all set, the movie began, It was an old movie, not way back old black and white movie but a vintage sort of old movie,
It all began well and fine.
After twenty minutes into the movie, Carl couldn’t help but gaze at Olivia and Paula, Olivia was wearing a coral pink robe; the neck portion was loose. Paula was wearing the same maroon sleeveless tee-shirt and denim shorts, She was leaning on Alex, her head rested on his shoulders, his hands wrapped around her waist and settled on her left thigh, And to distract him, the movie had a scene, where siblings, no less than 19, stood behind the door of their mother’s bedroom and peeked through the small opening, Through which they saw their mother and father making love, naked, and all of sudden, another man joins in the lovemaking session.
It was horny, but odd, to watch a film like this with a family.
Carl was expecting a reaction, some sort of peculiar reaction, He looked at Paula first, She was still lying on Alex’s shoulders, but her right leg was on top of his left thigh, They were seated like a couple watching a romantic movie, Then he looked at Olivia, her right hand was holding Paula’s left hand, both rested on Olivia’s thigh, almost near to her crotch, Olivia’s left thigh was visible as the robe slipped, Her private was covered just by a matter of a few inches.
The movie was then promoted from being a movie to porn, vintage porn. So, happened one more thing; The family movie night was being gradually promoted into an incest sex movie night.
In the movie, later, the siblings were turned on after seeing their mother having sex with their father and another stranger, that the siblings themselves began making out, the sister grabs his brother’s dick over the night pants while the brother slid his one hand into her nightshirt and groping her breast, while his other hand reaching to her privates over the pants and rubbing.
Carl’s penis started building over under that pyjama, He also starts to sweat and feel eccentric about the whole movie night idea and the movie itself, The vintage porn they were watching, He decided to head back to his room, read his novel or better doze off. but he was too late to consider that option, He tried to roll the wheelchair, but he sees Paula, For a minute he froze as if he saw Medusa and became a statue.
Paula’s eyes rolled back of her head, she was gnawing her lower lips, gasping gently, her neck and spine curved forming an arch, Alex’s left hand, which was on her waist were now on her shoulders, his palm disappeared inside her tee-shirt through her spacious V neck, His hand was groping her left breast, while his other hand was in her denim shorts (her denim short was unbuttoned and opened exposing her clean pussy.) she was holding his hands over her vagina, He was fingering her pussy, Alex, her brother, was fingering her sister Paula’s pussy beside her mother on the sofa.
Carl felt like something was choking his breath, it was the panic rat, To add to his uncomfortableness, he saw Olivia, Her Vagina was visible too, her right side of the robe slipped entirely, her left side barely hung onto her hard nipples that were poking through the silk robe, Paula’s left hand was on her cunt, rubbing, Carl could see what Paula’s fingers were doing.
He saw that Paula’s index finger and middle finger rubbing and fondling Olivia’s cunt, He could even see her pussy was clean and bald, They were all prepared for this, they clean shaved their pussy and saw how beautiful it was, They couldn’t resist and made out, that explains the moaning, and gasping and creaking sound that came in the morning or night, along with the words — “mommy, no…mommy…”
‘What do you want to do Carl?’ he asked himself.
Even before he could find an answer to his question, Olivia’s hand found his dick, which was hard and twitching. The only part that is active in his lower body,
He looked at her, she was gazing in his eyes, with a severe expectation, there is no way Carl would turn down the offer.
Not just Carl, no one could have turned down this offer, not after getting hard, and watching two hot women, all family making out with each other, Especially Olivia, the one who looks a lot like Hayley Atwell, and her daughter Paula, who looks a lot like Gemma Arterton.
He remembered a day, it was years ago, he had this picture of Hayley Atwell from a magazine before he had a girlfriend, he had only one girlfriend his entire life and he lost her, but before that, he kept the magazine under his bed and would jerk off whenever he got the chance, That would be a lot many times than one could care to count.
There was another day, during the summer, he had managed to find a poster of Gemma Arterton, a hot one, where Gemma stood naked with two cherries covering her nipples, but not her busty breast, And a pineapple covering her crotch, but not her sexy thighs, That poster was wet with his cum every night for almost a year until the poster faded and tore.
‘It’s okay’ Olivia whispered, while Paula’s hands continued rubbing her cunt,
Carl closed his eye, submitting rather than reacting, She pulled the wheelchair nearer and gave a peck on his lips, He opened his eyes only to find out that it was Paula who kissed him.
‘His lips do feel like daddy’s lips.’ Paula said to Olivia. Olivia was now gently pulling down his pyjama.
‘You didn’t have to get dressed’ she said.
Olivia kneeled in front of him, while Alex laid on the bed, and Paula joined back to Alex after kissing Carl, Paula laid on top of Alex, kissing and making out, his hands running through her hair, while his other hand rubbing and finger her pussy, she stopped for a minute and removed her denim shorts completely, teasing everyone in the room with her ridiculously attractive, and firm ass, She teased even more by removing her tee-shirt. she lay naked on top of her brother, kissing him.
Olivia managed to remove the pyjama without hurting him or causing any pain, His dick was raging hard upon watching Paula’s strip show, His cock twitched, and Olivia held his cock, kissed his shaft first, she smiled looking at him, and she began kissing again and, eventually, his dick was invisible after a while, He managed to hide his 7-inch dick smoothly in her warm mouth, her breath smelled of strawberry that he could sense it in his cock.
Now Olivia was blowing Carl, while Paula was blowing Alex.
‘Olivia, this is getting weird, We need to stop’ Carl said, something took over him, He pulled her head from his cock, tried to roll the wheelchair.
Olivia ignored it and she put her finger in his lips.
‘Its okay darling, Let it go’ She said. her eyes so pale and gusty, that it looked like filled with complete lust. ‘You know something? Carl was more than a husband to me, he was my brother’ She whispered.
Is that supposed to make him feel better? but it didn’t work, he felt like he was caught having sex by a ghost and being embarrassed rather than scared.
‘Oh, please stop it.’ he said sharply, Spoiling the hot mood of the entire room.
‘It’s alright Carl, It’s alright, I love you, It’s alright’ She said, almost comforting and convincing, also her hand kept stroking his cock gently.
What more ways would a man want to be convinced, He thought, He looked at her, cupped her face, pulled her closer and kissed her.
Paula and Alex stopped after seeing them kissing, their tongue played like two wild snakes fighting. They broke the kiss by the silence and staleness of the room, They pulled back, their mouth was soaked with each other’s drool that upon their lips separation, a web of drool longed and leaked to the chin and neck.
She removed his shirt and continued kissing him, First, his cheeks, his forehead, his neck, and his chest, his ribs, his arms, his tummy, He was soaked in her kiss and smudges of her drool before she kissed his dick and took them in her mouth, She continued sucking his dick, her tongue rolled around his shaft, played with his tip, She stopped the minute his eyes rolled, and his mouth fell open, Indicating his verge to cum.
Meanwhile, Paula and Alex were doing the same, soaking each other with their wet kisses, but they did something more, they kept rubbing, fingering, and stroking each other’s privates.
Olivia helped him out of the wheelchair, and made him lie on the floor, then she removed the robe entirely, exposing her marvellous busty boobs, her round brownish pale areola, her hard perky nipples, pointing at him, she sat on his dick, not taking in, but rubbing and warming it up a bit, Then she took it in her.
It was no struggle for his dick to enter her pussy, it was smooth, The next minute, she was humping and riding his dick, while his hands groped and massaged her
massive boobs.
Paula rolled towards Carl out of nowhere and kissed his lips while his eyes were closed, floating in the feel of boobs and pussy, he opened his eyes, and Paula threw another deep passionate kiss. he embraced it, and pulled her head and held her hair, and made her keep kissing him.
Alex was behind Olivia now, his hands on her shoulders, his dick chafing her back, leaving a sticky trail of his pre-cum, her hands reached for his dick, and bought to the side of her face, and began stroking.
Then Paula broke the kiss and sat on Carl’s face.
‘Eat this daddy’ She gasped, kissed Olivia, while their boobs rubbed and shook, Alex, came forward and stood between Paula and Olivia, They both took turns sucking his dick, while Olivia desperately riding Carl’s dick, and Carl hungrily eating Paula’s pussy.
‘Yes baby, kiss mommy’ Olivia said to Paula between kisses.
Carl was more than surprised that he lasted more than 10 minutes with two most beautiful women. But not more so, he was about to explode in Olivia’s pussy, he grunted in Paula’s pussy, she felt the strong breath hitting her spot.
Paula stood, and Carl pulled Olivia closer till his face was buried between those boobs of hers, as they both grunted and groaned like wild hurt tigers, And they fell on the ground, gasping, and gently kissing each other, while he groped, kissed, and sucked her boobs, They lay on the floor mat, taking time to recover, But the room was not silent yet, The movie kept running, and so did Paula and Alex.
Paula stood leaning onto Alex, her breast crushed against his chest, his dick buried in her pussy, he moved his hips to and fro, His abdomen hitting hers while his ass cheeks clapped with the wall, His hands were cupping those amazing ass of Paula, making Carl envious.
It was metaphorical as the movie had another scene where the siblings were making love, the sister being fucked in the kitchen by her brother whose hands were cupping her sister’s ass, It was as if they saw the movie a lot many times that the movie got subconsciously memorized in them, While the mother, father, and the stranger in the movie, were smoking, all standing in the swimming pool naked.
Shortly, Alex grunted as well, and Paula left a shriek, a small scream, a strong moan, and finally a huge gasp, Then he came, buried his face between her breast just like Carl did with Olivia. Paula and Alex were on the floor, beside them, Paula and Olivia held hands and lay on the floor for a while.
The movie was just halfway done.
They all stood up after a while, helped Carl sit on the sofa this time, Paula left to Carl, and Olivia sat on the right, Alex sat on Olivia’s lap, with his arms around her shoulders.
‘What did I do?’ Carl muttered. It was barely audible.
‘You became one of us.’ Olivia answered. Her left hand was on Alex’s lap, her other hand was on his dick, gently playing with his shaft and remaining cum.
Paula leaned on Carl sideways, her boobs striking Carl’s right arm, Her left hand around him, and her right was finding its way to grab his cock, and she does.
The movie scene, where the mother, father, and the stranger (who happens to be the father guy’s brother.) lay on the bed naked now, The siblings were also naked, cuddling in their bed.
A few minutes later, the stranger guy leaves the house, and the mother finds the siblings, their son and daughter, sleeping naked, with the brother’s dick halfway in her daughter’s pussy, The mother wakes up her husband, the father to show him their son and daughter.
Next thing, Carl thought that it is as horny and sick, He didn’t mind because Paula was stroking his dick gently, It was more like a massage rather than a hand job, While Olivia adjusted herself now, traded seat with Alex, Alex sat on the right, Olivia on his laps, adjusted her pussy with his dick inside her, not humping but sat still with her son’s dick in her pussy.
In the movie, the father guy woke up his daughter, and the mother woke up his son, they looked terrified, panicked, Then the father made his daughter sit on her laps, and the mother made her son sit on her laps, All naked.
Then a warmness filled Carl’s dick, It was from Paula, She took his dick in her mouth again.