5 comments/ 160166 views/ 31 favorites Katie's Neighbors By: arpiefordham ------------------------------------------------ I'm a long standing web-friend of the sexy "moistmomma" (see Katie's Cinema Morning, Daddy Darren, Drew's Mom 1 & 2, Meet the Keathleys). I told her about my fascination with her Katie story and the potential for further episodes of the goings-on in the little town of Riverside, and, as she has less time to write at the moment, she gave me her permission to carry on Katie's saga for her. This is my first attempt which, by the way, she has seen and endorsed. ------------------------------------------------- Katie jumped as Gary grabbed her from behind and hugged her, his powerful arms warmly comforting. "Mmmmm," he said softly, his mouth at her ear. "Eying up the talent are we, hon?" Katie giggled and pressed back against him. "You do it all the time, baby, so why not me?" "Absolutely! You know I'm for anything that fires my baby's pussy". One of his hands slid between the folds of her bathrobe and down over her belly to find her pouting cunt lips. "Oh baby – so wet already!" Gary chuckled delightedly. "Well, look at him," Katie whispered, turning to brush his cheek with a kiss. "You have to admit that he's seriously sexy." Gary studied the boy in the front yard across the street. Young Brett Nelson was a problem kid – Katy and he were only just on speaking terms with his parents but had learned enough to know that the boy had a truly independent spirit. As usual in one that young, it had led him into all sorts of trouble. But both he and Katy had commented over the last twelve months on how sexually attractive he was becoming and right now he was washing his family 4x4 wearing only a pair of gray gym shorts. "Yeah!" Gary breathed. He rubbed himself up against Katie's ass and she could feel the hardness of him. His fingers were still stroking Katie's pussy lips- he now slid them in and caressed inside her and she groaned heavily. "Bet you'd love to be fucked by that one, hey baby?" Gary whispered urgently. "Bet you'd really love to have that kid pounding his cock inside you!" "Damn, Gary ... you're gonna make me cum if you're not careful!" Katie ground herself back against her husband's hard shaft. "Mmmmm!" Gary's breathing was urgent and warm in her ear. "Guess he's turning us both on. Fuck, look at that amazing ass! Why are boys' asses so fucking gorgeous?" Brett was bending down to clean the wheels and his shorts cut tight into the crack between his firm young cheeks. "Did I tell you that his dad was at the porno cinema again on Tuesday evening? I've told you before, he's got a really nice dick on him. I wonder if the kid's inherited that gene?" "That place amazes me," Katie chuckled. "First I find Don in there ... bank manager, pillar of society, lay minister and all that. And then you tell me that Curt Nelson goes there! Hell, Gary, he teaches Sunday School!" "Mmmmm," Gary mused. "Wish I'd had a Sunday school teacher like him when I was a kid." He nuzzled Katy's ear, whispering, "Some kid off the street came in and Curt had him suck him off." "Noooo!" Katie giggled. "Not Curt Nelson?" "Heck yeah, baby. Drove him wild. He was fingering that kid's ass like there was no tomorrow!" "Gary," Katie pleaded. "Please can we go back there again real soon?" "God yeah, baby. Maybe this weekend? Even this morning would be good!" They were watching the kid finishing off the wash, both lost in their own particular reverie. Suddenly, Gary had an idea. "Just a moment, hon ... let's see what I can set up" "What do you mean ....?" "Just stay here, just like this." Gary moved round to the front of her and opened her robe to the point where it only just covered her breasts. "Stay right by the window, just like that." With that, he was gone and Katie heard him pad barefoot down the stairs. Seconds later, he emerged below her and sauntered over to where the Saturday newspaper had been chucked onto the driveway. Katie realized that he, like Brett, was in shorts and had now slipped on a pair of sandals, but otherwise he was naked and, although he had adjusted his erection, it was still distorting the front of his shorts. Gary picked up the newspaper and then, casually placing it in front of the bulge, sauntered over to the kid who looked up in surprise when he heard him: "Mornin' Brett. How you doing?" "Hey, Mr. Petersen!" He was surprised that the handsome neighbor had troubled to come over to say hello, and his expression showed that he was expecting a follow up question. But none was forthcoming and, as he resumed his cleaning, Gary leaned against the car and chatted amicably; having once been a summer camp leader made it very easy for him to chat with a kid like this. Katie could see the mild suspicion replaced by cool indifference, but gradually he became more animated and he started to laugh and joke with Gary. At one point, Gary made a very deliberate move to look up and then wave at her. Inevitably, Brett's gaze followed and he stared as Katie waved back, aware that her almost naked breasts were jousting against each other in the open neckline of her gown. She warmed to Gary's blatant ploy to show his wife's charms to the kid and she even leaned a little forward to wave more energetically. Brett beamed and stared openly, a confident smirk on his face, unworried that he was openly ogling the wife of the man to whom he was chatting. Gary grinned, almost conspiratorially with the kid and then, his hand on his shoulder, turned him away. Well, I did what he asked! Katie smiled to herself and turned to put on her slippers and then made her way downstairs to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. --------------------- "So where are your folks, Brett?" Gary asked, having just asked to speak with Curt Nelson, only to be told that his parents weren't there. "Mom's away with my sister this weekend and Dad's taken her car into town," Brett replied. "And I'm grounded this whole weekend ... this is a punishment." He grinned at Gary. "Oh yeah? Shirking studies, eh?" Brett laughed. "No, nothing like that." He winked at Gary. "They found porn in my room." Gary was taken aback for a moment, his mind only able to focus on the image of Curt Nelson at the porn cinema only a few days before, sprawled in his seat stroking his impressively thick cock and enjoying the admiring looks he had got from the other men around him. "Porn? Well, as someone who appreciates porn, I have to admit that any form of punishment seems inappropriate to me, but then I'm not your father." Brett looked up, grinning. "Really? You mean that even with a wife like yours, you still use porn?" "Yeah ... she loves it." Brett was giving the vehicle a final rub over with his dry cloth and he kept glancing at Gary, a saucy smile on his face, wondering just how the couple from across the road used their porn. The bulky package of his cock and balls showed clearly as it bounced beneath his gym shorts. "Hey, want to have breakfast with us, kid?" Gary asked, adding: "As your folks aren't around." He knew that it was probably obvious that the invitation was a direct result of the sexual content of their discussion, but it didn't really worry him. He didn't think Brett was the type to worry the slightest about a thing like that. "Great! Thanks!" Brett replied without hesitation ... and not without a glimmer in his eye. Gary, resisting the urge to reveal his own excitement, kept his newspaper where it was but was desperate to bring his new relationship with this boy to the level he wanted. ---------------------- "Hey you guys," Brett grinned, wiping his mouth with his napkin. "Great breakfast! " "Glad you enjoyed it, honey," Katie smiled from the kitchen side of the counter as she noted Brett gazing at her tits through the opening of her gown for about the fortieth time! "Yeah...," he sighed, lost in his thoughts as his eyes lingered. Katie grinned, turning to place stuff back in the refrigerator. "Bring your coffee back here, kid," Gary chuckled, sprawling on one of the sofas in the living room." As Brett sat down and settled back, Gary called to Katy. "Can you believe it; hon ... Brett was being punished this morning for having porn in his room." "No!" Katie retorted from the kitchen. "Good job your folks weren't like that – you'd never have gotten out of the house!" Brett laughed, loving the easy way the topic was discussed in this household. "Think I should tell him what I was telling you earlier, baby?" Gary asked. "About what, honey?" Katie retorted, switching on the dishwasher and bringing her coffee through to join them. "What I saw Tuesday night?" Katie grinned broadly and nodded. Gary turned to Brett. "You know the Aphrodite downtown, Brett?" "You mean that porn cinema? Yeah! Can't get up the courage to go there; I hear it's pretty heavy in there. Have you been?" Gary nodded. "And not just me. I saw your dad in there." "You're kidding!" Brett was genuinely shocked. He just stared at Gary, open-mouthed. "Naaah, he'd never go to a place like that. He's too straight – always quoting the bible at me." "Really?" Gary chuckled. "Well I don't know what the bible says but I can't see a problem with a god-loving person also loving sex. Seems to me there are many worse things that a person can be damned for. But anyhow, it was your dad and he was ... er ... very obviously enjoying himself!" "What? Wanking? My old man was wanking!" Gary grinned and nodded. "Nice cock!" Brett chuckled, shaking his head in wonderment. "Yeah, he has got a big one ... well, just seen it soft. Guess that's where I get it from!" He winked at them. "Fuck! I'd have loved to have seen that ... but if he goes to the Aphrodite, I can't go there now, can I?" "Can't see why not," Gary replied. "Might do his attitude towards you a lot of good, if you confront him with his own secrets." Gary grinned. "Yeah," he said. "Yeah, you're right, man!" He chuckled at the thought. Gary grinned conspiratorially at Katie. "So how would you like Katie and me to take you there?" "What?" Brett's face was a picture. "You mean ... both of you ... there ... now?" Gary nodded. Brett looked genuinely shocked as he turned to Katie. "You ... you've been there before?" It was Katie's turn to nod, her face betraying her amusement at his incredulity. "Fuuuuck!" was all the boy could utter. --------------------- By the time they drove away from the house and down Sycamore Drive, Brett was sitting forward, his elbows on the backs of the front seats, chatting to them. "Do you reckon Dad might be there right now," he half-laughed, a little nervous at the possible confrontation with his father. "I hope so," Gary chuckled. "It's about time he loosened up with you." "You guys are so cool," Brett laughed. "I can't believe this!" He shook his head in wonderment. There were a couple of minutes of silence before he spoke again. "I have a confession to make." "Oh? What's that?" Brett gave a nervous little laugh. "I reckon I've got to come clean with you, seeing as you've been with me. I ... well, a couple of times ... I ... I sort of ... snuck up to your bedroom window at night. I mean, you two always looked so hot to me. I'd been sort of wanking in bed thinking about you and wondering if I could see anything." "And did you," Gary laughed, loving this frankness and knowing Katie would find it hot too. "Naaah ... but I heard you! Fuck you guys are loud!" They both laughed and remained totally unphased by this. Encouraged, Brett continued. "Fuck, I blasted a couple of really big loads against your wall!" Katie turned to look into his eyes with a warm smile. "Mmmmm, I'd have loved to have seen that" "Me too," Gary added, winking at Brett. He reached across and the boy gasped audibly as he slid his hand up Katie's nearest thigh and revealed her panty crotch, running a finger along the deep cleft where they cut between her cunt lips. Then he hooked the material to the side so that the boy could see the full fleshiness of her swollen labia. "Shit!" Brett gasped. "Imagining my cock plowing this, were you?" Gary grinned. "Jesus, yes!" Brett husked, his mouth dry and open. "Well, we must arrange for you to come over, mustn't we?" He winked again at the boy. "No telling what we could all get up to!" "Oh, shit!" Brett moaned, collapsing back on the back seat, his hand clasping his throbbing hardon under his gym shorts. "Are you really serious?" "Of course," Gary chuckled. "We'd love that, wouldn't we honey?" Katie smiled sweetly in response, turning in her seat to gaze at where the boy was holding his raging erection. She looked up from it into the boy's eyes and saw the painful tension revealed in them. She desperately wanted to ask him to show it to her but knew that he'd probably explode as soon as he saw her gazing at it and she didn't want that, so she just winked and turned to look at the road again. Brett saw her reach over into her husband's lap and craned forward again to watch as Katie unzipped him and pulled his thick sausage out. As she gently stroked the shaft, she turned to Brett again. "As you might have already guessed, Brett," she said, "my husband's bi. How do you feel about that, honey?" "No problem, Mrs. Petersen," he said, licking his lower lip as he watched her caressing hand. "No problem at all." It was only a short drive into town and in no time they were parking in front of the Aphrodite. It was set back from the road with a small car park in front. "Shit! There's Mom's car," Brett hissed. "Dad is here!" "Sure is," Gary grinned as they got out of the car and walked towards the entrance. There was a small shop at the front of the cinema and Gary went up to show the passes to Carlos, the manager. He spoke to him quietly for a couple of minutes and returned with a third pass for Brett. "There you are, kid," Gary passed it to him. "Your own pass for 12 months. Hope you get a lot of pleasure from it." "Jeez, Mr. Petersen. Thanks! I owe you guys big time." Katie winked at him. "Oh, you'll pay! Don't worry!" The three of them laughed as they moved towards the inner door leaning into the cinema. Carlos grinned at Katie. "You said you'd be back. You must have really enjoyed it the other morning?" "Oh yes!" Katie whispered, placing her hand on his tattooed bicep and smiling sweetly at him. "You and the guys were very hospitable." Carlos beamed and laughed loudly. "What does that mean?" Brett whispered to Gary. "We'll tell you later," Gary replied. "Let's just say for the moment that Mrs. Petersen was the center of attention! She made a lot of men very happy." "Fuuuuck," Brett gasped, getting the gist of what Gary was saying. He looked at Katie. The smile was still on her face and she placed her hand on his butt cheek. "Let's say I had the morning of my life, Brett." She stroked his firm buttock through the material of the gym shorts. Carlos had come through with them and between the door and the curtain about four feet beyond, he turned and unlocked a door, holding it open for them. "This used to be the projection room before these places turned to back-lit video screens," Gary whispered. "Sometimes Carlos lets customers use it. I thought it might be a bit soon to surprise your dad. We'll pick our moment." Carlos shut the door behind them and they were alone. There was a long window at the front of the booth and they could see the screen through that but, if they stood on the platform just under the window, they could see the patrons. As they got used to the light, they could pick out more details and it was Gary who was the first to say: "Isn't that your dad, Brett ... just down here?" Brett looked to where Gary was looking, the back row just below them. "God, yessss!" he hissed "It's him!" The tousled "dirty blond" head of hair was unmistakable. And sitting beside him, head on his shoulder was the sleek blond head of a young girl. "Who's that with him," Katie asked. "Damn ... God knows." Brett stared hard and then gasped again as his father turned his head and kissed the girl full on the lips. His hand was on her thigh and massaging it under her short skirt. Brett half-giggled with shock at seeing his dad like this. "Jesus! The dirty old man!" "Easy, son," Gary chuckled. "He's only a couple of years older than me!" They both chuckled. Curt Nelson turned his gaze to the screen where a young woman was being gang fucked by half a dozen Latino men and they could now see the girl's face. "Oh my God!" Brett gasped. "What?" "That's ... that's my sister's best friend, Debbie!!" He gazed at Katie and Gary in disbelief. "My old man's feeling up my sister's best friend in a fucking porn cinema!!" Without the window, the couple would have been in touching distance. As Curt's hand slid further and further up into the girl's crotch, she squirmed against him and they could see here eyes were closed, blissful ecstasy on her face. "I can't fucking believe it!" Brett hissed Their eyes had adjusted enough now for them to be able to see the whole of the small cinema auditorium and they realized there was only one other guy in there, right at the front. He now got up from his seat and moved rapidly back and out of the cinema. The cinema was deserted – it was never very busy on a Saturday morning and that was probably one of the reasons why Curt had brought the girl there today. Realizing that they were now alone, Curt shifted round more and, pulling her skirt right up, rammed two fingers in and out of her cunt. "Oh FUUUUUUCK, look at that pussy!" Brett groaned. "I've wanted to see that for years ... damn!" He was massaging the front of his shorts and Gary and Katie could see the thickness of his rod now. Katie placed her hand on his firm buns. "You wanted to fuck her?" she whispered in his ear. "God yes," he moaned, loving the way Katie was caressing his ass and leaning back a little against her. She reached round him and, gently moving the boy's hand away, took over stroking his prick through the thin material of his shorts. "Mmmmmm" she whispered softly in the boy's other ear. "Bet she'd love this cock, Brett. But just think of your Dad's cock spreading that gorgeous little pussy. Doesn't that turn you on?" "Oh fuck yeah," Brett moaned. The girl's hand grasped at the obscenely swollen bulge at Curt's crotch. He looked down and moved her hand away, finding his zipper tag and tugging it down a little. He then took her hand again and placed it over the zip. She took the hint and tugged it down, having to really pull on it to get it over the straining bulge. The flaps of his shorts peeled back and the swell of his package seemed to mushroom through the gap. "Jesus!" Brett exclaimed as she bent down and licked the obvious ridge of his dad's hard cock. Curt arched his hips up in obvious pleasure and they could just hear his low groan through the panel. Debbie was obviously no novice. She tested the heft of his shaft up and down wit her teeth, gently biting and making him writhe in his seat. His fingers fucked her pussy hard and her thighs parted even wider to give him better access. They could see that her panty crotch was stretched to the side and his thick fingers were glistening from her cunt juices. Curt lifted his butt off the seat and Debbie immediately tugged down his briefs. There was a chorus of gasps in the little projection room as the three saw his fat veined cock spring up and slap against his hairy belly. Debbie gazed at it in and obvious mix of delight and awe. She lifted it and brushed her lips over the shining knob and they glistened from his precum as she then strained up to kiss him on the lips. Katie's Neighbors "Wow ... she's fuckin' HOT!" Brett gasped as his dad crushed his lips against the girls making her squirm and moan. "They BOTH are!" "Damn, yeah," Gary agreed. He had his own cock out now and was fisting it energetically. Debbie returned to Curt's cock and now stretched her lips over the man's engorged knob. It stretched her mouth totally and she looked so small and vulnerable as she ravenously chewed on it, making Curt writhe, arching his back and moving hard against her mouth. He was tugging her panties down her thighs now to completely reveal her fuzz-covered pussy that pouted provocatively, its lips swollen and gleaming with her juices. Both Gary and Brett moaned as they saw Curt slide two fingers into it and finger fuck her. "I reckon they're too far gone to care now," Gary whispered. "Why don't you get in there, Brett, and let him know that he's not the only one in the family who can find his fun in here?" Brett was a little nervous but desperately wanted to get closer. "We're right here, kid. If he gets nasty I'll come in and sort it but it might be too much if we all go in. "OK," Brett whispered. Giving them a nervous smile, he left the booth and the next minute they saw him edging his way into the gap along the back wall of the cinema, the place where the more voyeuristic congregated at busier times to watch the activity in the seats. The two were indeed far too far 'gone' to even notice Brett and he found himself in touching distance of his dad. Now it was even more real than from behind the glass and he could hear the girl's slurping and the equally wet sound of his dad's fingers in her cunt. He could also hear his dad's urgent whispers: "Fuck, that's it, sweetie. Oh Jesus yes, suck daddy's big bone. Lick my fat knob, darling ... taste that tangy precum. Oh fuck yeah! You want daddy to fuck you, don't you sweety?" Debbie groaned and nodded, his cock still in her mouth. At the same time she opened and closed her creamy white thighs as Curt's thick, hairy fingers jammed in and out of her. "Oh God yeah, daddy's gonna fuck you so good, baby!" Curt's whispers were now staccato, almost spat out, as his passion mounted higher. "Daddy's wanted to ever since you first started to hang out with Marcie – when I saw those lovely thighs, those lovely tits, your pouting little cunt in those little white panties you used to wear." Debbie smiled round his cock. Taking it out and holding t against her cheek, she whispered, "And I wanted a big daddy like you, Mr. Nelson. When you used to open your legs and show me your bulge when no one else was looking ... I loved that!" She kissed his cock. "Oh I bet you don't need to be taught a thing, you sexy little minx!" Curt chuckled. Debbie grinned and, as if to prove it, sank right down on his cock to the base. Curt almost cried out, tossing his head and arching again in his seat. As he arched his back, into his vision came the sight of Brett's lower torso. To him he was just another patron who was sneaking a thrill by watching them. He saw a big, smooth-skinned cock being jacked by what appeared to be a very youthful hand and, as his passion mounted higher and higher, he imagined that it was Debbie's brother, secretively watching them. He found that really erotic and reached up and, to Brett's total astonishment, bent his cock down to his mouth, and slurped on the head while he gazed at Debbie's very moist cunt. Brett almost came as he felt his dad's warm mouth encase his dick. Fuck, this was the guy who had grounded him for having porn! He realized that Gary and Katie had been dead right - his dad's easy manner showed that he must be a habitual visitor to the cinema, and obviously he was used to interacting with other patrons. Brett moved his hips, gently feeding more and more of his cock down his dad's throat, and the more he gave, the more hungrily Curt devoured it. Brett moaned and Curt reached up with the hand that had been playing with Debbie's cunt and massaged the boy's balls; Brett could feel her moistness on them. Then, as Curt transferred his attention to the tender area behind Brett's balls and the beginning of his ass crack, it was just too much for the boy. "Careful, Dad ... I'll cum!" he exclaimed. Curt froze, releasing Brett's cock, and turned. "Brett ... what the fuck....!" His face was a picture. "Brett, get out of here now!" he rasped. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" He momentarily forgot what he was doing himself. Hell, you're just a kid, for God's sake!" "I'm eighteen, Dad," Brett retorted. "No younger than Debbie. Hell Dad ... you grounded me for having porn in my room and then come here and to fuck around with my sister's best friend! " The simple logic of Brett's confrontation stopped Curt in his tracks for a moment. Brett saw the agonized embarrassment on his dad's face, especially as he had just eagerly sucked his son's dick. He decided to try and break the tension. "It's cool! Really. I knew it was you. I wanted you to do that. If it worried me, I would have pulled away, wouldn't I?" Curt shook his head, turning away miserably. His movements showed that at any second he would try to get up and leave. But Debbie, who had made no move to cover herself up, had Curt's softening cock in her hand and now kissed it, wanting to get Curt back to what he had been doing. She grinned at Curt. "Come on Mr. Nelson. This makes it even hotter. Fuck me in front of Brett." "Debbie! Jesus!" The girl slithered up Curt's body and kissed his lips, almost chastely, then whispered in his ear. "You're so hot, Mr. Nelson - and I really want you," she whispered in his ear. "Let Brett watch .... Just fuck me." Her hand moved on his cock and he could feel it hardening fast again. "Please, Dad. She's right. I really want that." Curt looked as though he was about to relent, but then hardened again. "Fuck, no! NO!! It's not right. My son, watching me ... watching me ..." Curt couldn't bring himself to say the words. "It's just wrong ... wrong!" But his son could see that his dick was still hard and he persisted. "Dad, it's not wrong. You want to do it, Debbie wants you to, and I want to watch. It's just sex ... just fucking. I know you've been trying to make me feel sex is wrong, something to be ashamed of, but I know now that you don't really think that and all you ever did was make it more enticing to me. We all love it, so why?" Brett saw Curte's expression soften and realized that the worst moments had passed. He climbed over the back of the seats and sat down next to them, fisting his cock openly. "Go on, Dad," he said. "I shan't tell Mom or Marcie, I promise." Cark looked hard at his son for a long time, particularly at his big boy cock slipping through his firm fist. Suddenly he reached out and, placing his arm round Brett's shoulders, pulled him towards him. Brett thought that his father was going to say something in his ear, but he didn't. Instead he kissed his cheek tenderly. It was so unexpected. He had never ever shown any affection like this towards his son. "I'm so sorry, Brett," he croaked. "I've treated you badly, I know. I've been a real asshole." Brett saw tears glistening in his eyes and years of uneasiness slid away in a rush. In a fit of pure emotion, he took his father's face in his hands and kissed his cheek in return. "It's OK, Dad. It's really OK now." His thumbs rubbed away the tears at the corners of Curt's eyes. "I love you, Dad, and I want you to be happy. It's all great by me." It was spontaneous and heartfelt, and Curt's demeanor changed fast. He smiled warmly at his son, kissed his cheek again. "I meant what I said, Brett. I really do love you. I really do. I just don't really know why I treated you so badly. Maybe it was guilt at what I get up to ... your mom's and my sex drives unbelievably different. And there are also my bi feelings ... I've been so mixed up the last few years and I saw you as being young and free, your whole life ahead of you – maybe there was jealousy there and I just assumed you wouldn't understand. I knew I was wrong in treating you that way, but I just did. I had no idea you felt the same." Brett brushed his lips over his father's rugged features. "God, Dad, that's all I needed. Just to know you love me and to hear some honesty. Fuck, I suddenly find that you do and that you're the sexiest dad out of my whole school!" His lips brushed Curt's and both felt a rush so intense that it made them both gasp. Instinctively their lips met and lingered, causing a thrill to surge through hem both. With a groan, Curt forced his tongue into Curt's eager mouth and they kissed passionately, their tongues playing against each other, each of them hungry for the other, desperately expressing feelings they hadn't shared ever before. Their intimacy caused their cocks to swell and throb as they moaned and gasped, marking this watershed in their relationship. As they parted, Brett grinned and whispered: "Now fuck the bitch, Dad!" Curt stood up, his cock juddering heavily from his crotch as he stripped the girl of her dress and bra. Gathering her up, he lowered her so that her legs straddled the armrests of the cinema seat. She supported herself by gripping the arms, her cunt wide open and exposed to the light from the cinema screen. Curt stepped out of his shorts and briefs and, holding his thick tool in his hand, he fitted it into her hungry pussy. "Oh God, Mr. Nelson!" Debbie gasped as she felt him press into her and Brett saw his dad's veined cock spread her cunt lips to the maximum. "Jeeez!" Curt exclaimed as he felt her softness clutch at him. "Oh baby, I've wanted this for months." He kissed her ravenously as he started to thrust in and out of her and she scrabbled to undo his shirt and peel it off him. Immediately she pulled him to her so that she could feel his hairy chest rub against her pert breasts. "Fuck me, daddy!" she hissed saucily. "Oh baby, yes ... yes..." Curt panted. Brett watched as his dad's ass plunged between the girl's thighs, his crotch thwacking her noisily. Her grunts were a great turn-on as Curt's fat cockhead thumped over and over against her cervix. "Ohhhh, jeeezuss!" she yelped. "God, you're so damned big, Mr. Nelson!" "Yeahhhh ... I am baby," he growled. "And you love it, don't you, you beautiful little slut?" He grinned at her, pulling out until his shaft was knob-deep and then thrusting in with a sudden force. She nodded, squealing with delight or gasping frantically at each thrust. Brett leaned in closer to get a better view of his dad's thick meat sliding in and out. "Fuck, Dad, that's good!" he whispered huskily, reaching out to touch the girl's swollen cunt lips and feeling the steady but furious movement of his dad's tool. Curt slid it out and Brett instinctively grasped it, marveling at its girth and the sliminess of the juices that coated it. He stroked it firmly, looking at his dad, and Curt grinned before guiding it back into the cunt, slowly stroking it in and out until he increased his pace to resume his pounding. The schoolgirl was almost sobbing, clinging desperately to Curt's powerful biceps as he juicily rammed his thick cock into her swollen cunt. Her firm tits, already mature and bountiful, juddered saucily. Her erect dark nipples and the swollen aureolae that surrounded them amazed Brett. They were unlike any schoolgirl tits he'd ever seen which had always featured smaller, delicate nipples. These were raw sensual, angry and provocative, as if they had been chewed and mauled by a hundred starving men. He imagined all the other pricks that must have invaded this ravenous pussy – how many other dads in the town had fucked this girl, how many of the guys at school? His imagination ran riot as he wanked his tool. Curt had now lifted Debbie from the seat, impaled on his cock his arms hooked under her legs. Supporting her against the wall of the theater, he ground into her with sturdy, skewering strokes. All Brett could see was his Dad's naked back and ass, and the girl's legs waving about on either side of him. He stood up to see better and felt a hand on his own shoulder. He turned to see Gary behind him, also with his cock in his hand, stroking it calmly. "Fuck, Gary! Thank you, man - I can't believe this!" He shook his head in disbelief at his luck. Gary reached around the boy and pushed his hand away to take over the stroking. He could feel the sturdy length of Gary's cock pressing against his ass and his breath on his ear as Gary whispered. "You're welcome, stud. Fuck, your dad's so sexy! Look at that ass, Brett. You don't know whether you want to screw that or her juicy cunt, do you? " He ran his thumb over and around Brett's swollen cock head, making the kid squirm against him. Brett groaned and strained to turn his head. Their mouths met and they kissed passionately. "Where's Mrs. Petersen?" Brett whispered, loving the intimacy of this moment with the guy half of a couple who just a matter of a couple of hours ago was just neighbors. "She's playing around with Carlos back there," Gary chuckled. "His assistant turned up and he came in. Nice fat dark Latin cock ... she couldn't resist it!" He chuckled again, gently stroking the underside of Brett's cock. "Hey, why don't you feel your dad's lovely crack, kid? I know you want to?" Emboldened by Gary, Brett reached out and trailed his forefinger up the deep slit between Curt's tight muscular ass cheeks. It was slightly damp with sweat and felt taut and vibrant. Rather than recoil from his son's touch as Brett half expected, Curt spread his feet further apart so that he could feel deeper and now Brett found that his fingertip could touch his dad's tightly puckered asshole. "Oh, Jesus!" Brett gasped and Gary felt the boy's cock flex within his grasp as he gently flicked his fingertip against his father's hole for the first time. Curt stopped his hip movements but Brett was too inexperienced to read the signals. Gary wasn't, though, and he quickly grabbed the boy's hand, brought it to his own mouth and sucked the middle finger, quickly guiding it back again, by which time Brett had caught on and now pressed it against his dad's tight sphincter. "Fuck, yeah, son!" his dad growled. "Stick it in! Yeah! Yeah, like that!" As Brett wiggled his finger, he felt the muscles relax and it slowly sank in. He could feel the tight ring clasp at it but inside it was soft and warm. He imagined that it was his cock and groaned at the sensuality of it. Curt resumed fucking and Brett could feel the reaction transmitted to his finger, clasping harder on each in stroke, relaxing a little as his dad withdrew. "Oh SHIT, baby! I'm gonna cum any moment," Curt cried out. "Let go. Let me pull out!" But Debbie wouldn't let him. She held onto him even tighter. "N-n-n-n-o-o-o," she screamed. "Come in me, daddy! I want it in me!" This plea triggered all three men. Brett felt his dad's ass clamp on his finger and, knowing that he was about to pump his load into the girl, accompanied by the pleasure of Gary nuzzling his ear and expertly stroking his cock, made Brett cry out, "Fuuuuck...oh fuck, yeahhhhhh!" and Gary aimed his gloopy stream of thick spunk across his dad's ass and back. This was followed by one ... two ... three ... four more streams in quick succession. The sight of this and feeling the boy tremble in his arms set off Gary whose cum pulsed from his dick and soaked them both from where it was trapped between them. Brett could feel it slide down his ass crack and that helped him spurt three more streams over his dad's thighs. The feel of his own son's cum on him and the constant pressure of the finger in his ass, finally triggered Curt who cried out fiercely and rammed deep into Debbie's cunt. The girl sobbed and squealed as she felt the man's huge spurts jet into her. "OH GOD, Mr. PETERSEN! I FEEL IT – I CAN FEEL IT! YOUR CUM DEEP IN ME, DADDY! OH, FUCK DADDY .... FILL ME, DADDY ... FILL ME UP!" "Unnnnh ... Unnnnnh .... Unnnnh!" Each spurt seemed to draw Curt into the girl's cunt until he finally relaxed, staggered back, clasping the panting girl and slumped back into the seat. His cock was still deep in her but now his cum was oozing down over his balls. He slowly moved it in her as he softened very, very slowly, his fingers teasing her clit. Both he and she were dazed and, at first, Curt didn't see Gary. Then he noticed that it wasn't Brett's hand that was caressing his cum-soaked cock. He looked at Gary's face for a few seconds in the flickering light from the screenbefore recognizing his neighbor's face. "What .... Gary? Gary Petersen?" Gary grinned at him. "Fuck, man ... that was HOT!" Brett quickly interjected. "Dad, it was Gary who brought me here. I think we owe him our thanks, don't you?" Curt's look of open-mouthed astonishment, especially when he saw Gary's thick flaccid tool shining in the murky light, continued for what seemed ages before he slowly nodded. He realized that he was on unsafe ground, anyway, considering he had a naked schoolgirl on his lap, his cock still lodged in her cum-filled pussy. At this point, it slipped out of her to flop between his thighs and his fingers were still caressing her clit. Almost simultaneously, the girl whimpered and convulsed on his lap as she climaxed. "Wow!" Brett gasped. "Fuck, yeah!" Gary added. Debbie's orgasm and Curt's spunk were now drooling out of her wide-open cunt. Brett knelt down and lapped at it with his tongue. Gary slumped into the seat next to Curt and Debbie. "Your boy takes after you, buddy ," he whispered. "You've both given Katie and me a great Saturday morning!" Curt looked at him and grinned widely, shaking his head in disbelief. "Katie? Your wife, Katie? You mean she's here?" "You'll find out," Gary chuckled. "Reckon this could be the beginning of a great time for us all. Put it this way, she's not being left out of the fun."At which point, Katie's squeals of pleasure could just be heard behind them, above the film soundtrack. Curt turned but couldn't see anything. Brett looked up from between Debbie's thighs, his mouth smeared and glistening. "That's her, Dad." "She's with Carlos," Gary added. "You know Carlos – the manager here. Come on buddy – let's go and watch." Gary was putting his shirt back on and tucking away his cock. Curt searched round for his own clothing and pulled on his shorts before following Gary along the aisle. "Hope you can get away from the wife and join Brett when he comes over, Gary said over his shoulder. "We invited him earlier." "Man," Curt chuckled. "Try keeping me away!"