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In Too Deep

Are we all praying mantises in a play untold

By Casey KellerPublished 4 years ago 35 min read
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Never had I imagined that the smallest of towns that my husband moved our family to would be the catalyst to mystery, mayhem, murder and out-of-control teens and hot sex.

Tom is a recreation and national park tour guide. When he got this promotion, he thought that the best course of action would be to move to Hinton, West Virginia. If you want to explore the Civil War relics, witness incredible colonial architecture, attend quirky festivals that don't take place anywhere else, and connect with nature, then Hinton, West Virginia, would be the place for you. For our daughter Jill though, it was like stepping into the twilight zone. As I am sure that is how most 18-year-old kids would look at this place.

It was cute and quaint as we moved all of our things into a beautiful five-bedroom Victorian home that was used as a Civil War reenactment. Tom was always one for being a history buff and seemed to get off on that kind of historical stuff. He would always be showing me old musket balls and hatchets with dew and grass and earth still on the relics found in an old Cemetary that was just off the house's property line. "Karen, come and take a look at this", he would say enthusiastically.

It was soon a chore and me rolling my eyes every time that he came running. I could hardly wait until he would start work in the next couple of days. Jill, our daughter, and I would unpack everything as we would get settled in the next couple of weeks before school started. Until then, to give Jill and me a break, I told Tom that we were going into town and checked things out.

As we drove out of the driveway and headed into town, Jill said, "MOM, STOP". Slamming on the breaks and not sure why she rolled down her window and said, "look". It was our neighbor's house. "What the hell, Jill"? "Mom, look", as she opened her latest Ann Rice vampire novel. "It seems like the same house Sweetheart, that's your overactive teenage brain in overdrive again". Once we got into town, we parked and decided that we would go our separate ways and meet in the center of the town hall square.

Lost and not entirely sure where I wanted to go, I tapped a young man's shoulder and said, "excuse me". He turned around, and oh my god, this kid was cute. He had the perfect dimples, brown hair, with the most amazing and piercing green eyes. When he opened his mouth to elicit a response, his cute southern voice made my knees weak. "Can I help you, ma'am"? I wanted to take him home with me right then and there. I could never cheat on Tom, though; he had been my husband for the last fifteen years. The young man repeated his stammer. I blinked and said, "I am looking for an antique store to decorate my house on Hemmingway lane".

He introduced himself as Kyle and walked with me as he directed me to the Anything Antique store. Kyle said that it's his family's heritage home that sits next to ours and that it was 150 years old. He said that he hoped that he could restore it to its original condition one day. There was carpet over the old wood floors; previous owners had painted over the Victorian crown moldings. It wasn't until this last year that a lawyer had got a hold of Kyle's dad, John, that the house was there's due to their last name.

Talking to Kyle made the time pass by so quickly that I had to meet Jill. Kyle was quite the gentleman for a nineteen-year-old kid; he walked me to the center of the town square, where I introduced him to Jill. They seemed to hit it off pretty well, so we invited him and his mom and dad to join us for dinner. His cute southern voice politely accepted our offer, and Jill and I left to go and get things started.

I couldn't stop myself from thinking of Kyle. But would I do that? Would I cheat on my husband with a cute nineteen-year-old kid? I felt the juices from my pussy get my underwear wet as I almost missed our driveway. It would just be sex, not a relationship. Tom was excavating and exploring and searching for artifacts in the southeast corner of the property line as I pulled our Bentley into the driveway. Jill was helpful as a teenager and helped me with the groceries for once and a few cute things that we saw at the antique store.

The sweat from my body glistened over my tan legs and arms as I put away the groceries. Jill scooted boxes around and made way for setting the dinner table. It will be nice to fill all the dinette chairs with our neighbors. I prepared a welcoming southern dinner of hot Hawaiian butter rolls, mashed potatoes, and brown gravy, with a beautiful pink medium colored roast. Just as her father walked in with his findings. Jill sauteed mushrooms and onions and sprinkled it over the roast. "Dad, we met our neighbors, and we thought it would be nice to invite them for dinner and get to know them". "Sounds good, Jill, I will go upstairs and get cleaned up". "Sweetheart, they should be here in a couple of hours, so you have time". Everything was ready; we were just slow cooking it, so the house smelled terrific that Tom went and sat in his favorite chair and fell asleep. A knock came at the door. It was Kyle with a bouquet of flowers. Jill graciously accepted them and went bouncing off into the kitchen with rose petals falling on the floor. It was the first time that anyone had ever given her flowers. I escorted Kyle into the sitting room that was offset from the dining room. He sat in the window seat as I poured him a brandy. If I wanted to give him any indication that I was hot and horny for this well built young man, this was the moment.

I seductively walked over to him, pushed my breasts out, tasseled my long blond and brown hair over my shoulders, dipped my middle finger in his brandy, then seductively traced my finger over my lips, then sucked on the end of my finger. "This is the perfect brandy aged nineteen years and ready for consumption" I replied. Kyle swallowed hard as I handed him his drink. I turned around and sat on his lap. I arched and bent my neck, turned at my slim waist so that I could see his eyes, and kissed his sweet lips. His tongue darted inside my mouth as he sat his brandy down on the seat next to him. His Left hand came up and reached and grabbed my left breast. My nipples got so hard. Tom, my husband, was never this slow and passionate with me. My pussy ached to have Kyle's young hard cock inside of me. That was it; I had made up my mind, I wanted to have Kyle fuck me. But when? Where? We didn't have time now.

Everything seemed to hit me all at once. Jill was bouncing in the dining room with the flowers to set on the table. The doorbell rang making me immediately jump off of Kyle's lap to not get caught. It was Kyle's parents, John and Susan. We all got acquainted around the table, and then Tom excused himself to get quickly cleaned up. Kyle helped Jill in the kitchen and brought out the food. I got more acquainted with Susan while John stared out the dining room window waiting for dinner to be served.

On the outside, they had a perfect marriage. John and Susan had been married for 35 years. But from the impersonation that I got was that neither of them was happy. Susan gravitated towards me though and was a very huggy and touchy-feely kind of woman. It didn't make me nervous one bit. I had been with other women before Tom. I have had other threesomes and foursomes with Tom and with other women. My first thought about Susan and John was that she didn't seem to like men. It was like her marriage was just a front because she and John had a kid and that they made the best of it.

Once Tom had come down from upstairs, we sat down, ate one of the most delicious meals, and got to know our neighbors. Apparently and only during full moons, fog and mist would cover all the land as John said, and he would see a figure in the mist of a woman. Never to be one afraid of the dark, John, Susan and Kyle would always stay inside their house. Tom thinks that it's a ghost of the Civil War past. It wouldn't be a vast stretch to believe that something supernatural might be going on here. It is the area where Ann Rice's latest Vampire novels are supposed to be.

After dinner, Kyle and Jill and Susan helped me put everything away and in plastic containers. The men sat out on the front porch and smoked a couple of Havana cigars that Tom brought back from his tourism stretch in Cuba. The cigars aroma reminded me of my dad and how he used to smoke cherry cigars every night after dinner. Much to his dismay, it was what claimed his life five years ago. I shrugged the memory away an watched Kyle and Jill tease each other about the woman in the fog. Susan came up, sat next to me at the crown Victorian bench seat, and confided with me that she knew who the woman was. Her name is Megan.

"Megan is my lesbian lover, and we're trying to scare John so that he has a heart attack. Neither one of us wants a divorce, and we feel like we should stay together for Kyle's sake. Plus, with John's life insurance and the value of the property and everything else, Megan and I would have hundreds of millions of dollars". I hoped that Susan didn't see my eyes light up at that astronomical amount of money. I told her that she and I should get some drinks later on in the week. I also wanted to meet this, Megan. She sounded like an amazing woman with black hair, blue eyes slim build with the perfect set of tits. All of it made my body tingle, much like Susan's son Kyle made me feel earlier. She agreed to meet with me as the two men came in, and Jill and Kyle walked in.

I noticed that Kyle's zipper was down. I had to say something but didn't know-how. What were those teenagers just doing in my kitchen? Kyle looked at me in the eyes, so I subtly looked down then back up. He quickly got the intent and turned around and zipped up his pants. "Susan, John called let's get home before it gets too late". They thanked us for a wonderful evening and dinner and left.

Tom went back outside he walked around, looking for more artifacts that he could research and tell his tourism stories. I knocked on Jill's door; I get a quick "come-in". "Jill, honey, sweetheart, what were you and Kyle doing in my kitchen"? "Nothing mom, we were just chatting and talking about school this fall". "Young lady, I'm not a fool. I saw that his zipper was down. You know you can't do anything behind my back. I will always find out". "I know mom. It's just, he is so cute and his dimples his southern accent and the flowers I had to say thank you". "And let me guess you used your mouth on his penis and sucked him off in my kitchen". "Yes, mom, I did. I sucked Kyle's cock off, and he shot a massive load of cum in my mouth and on my face and in my hair". I didn't dare tell my daughter how Kyle and I were in the dinette and how we kissed.

I didn't want to say anything about Susan's beautiful lesbian lover and plot to kill off Kyle's dad for the money and the estate. I was intrigued by the mystery and how Susan and Megan were trying to give John a heart attack. That next following night, a full moon crested over the spruce and pine trees. As John had said it would. A fog rolled in, it was heavy but also light enough to make out a figure walking in it. As I concentrated on the image, though and squinting my eyes in the dark, this image wasn't walking. Its feet didn't touch the ground; it floated like a mist inside the fog. I waited in complete silence at the back of our property, waiting to see if it was the black-haired blue-eyed Megan.

The hairs on the back of my neck and my arms stood on end. Was it the excitement and thrill, or was I scared on the back burner of my mind? I wanted to see it. The image's arms were raised high, and each hand clasped at a corner of the garment of lace. I could barely see through it but enough to tell that it was a woman's figure. As the lace was being drawn back as it flowed across the field and over to Susan and John's house, the image took flight and flew over the treetops. There was no way in hell or heaven on earth that was even possibly. I ran to Susan's house to tell her what I saw. When she opened the door, I could barely catch my breath and collapsed on her living room floor.

When I awoke, I saw Kyle sitting next to me with a glass of water. Do I dare tell him what I saw, or should I just collapse in his strong arms? Apparently, all I could get out of my mouth in Susan's entryway was, "Spirit coming" and passed out. John had carried me up to one of his spare rooms. Meanwhile, he and Susan searched the woods looking for this apparition. I eagerly took the glass of water from Kyle. He told me that his parents were looking for this apparition. There had been stories of ghosts or spirits ever since the Civil War time frame. Sweat trickled down my neck as I lay there. Kyle watched my big breasts move up and down as I took each breath.

"Now, Kyle, I know what you and my daughter did in my kitchen the other night". She told me. "I'm not mad; she is of legal age. But I feel like that if you're going to be around and dishing out sexual favors, I should be a part of it too". He agreed and planted his lips on top of mine and dove his tongue in my mouth. Our tongues danced as he carefully and gently unbuttoned each button on my wet blouse. My hands found his belt and unbuckled it and his jeans. I could feel the outline of his cock up against my leg. His fingers on his right hand gently and slowly pinched the clasp in the front of my black bra, and my tits bounced out to his big hands. His mouth immediately went to my plump pink nipples and sucked on each nipple till my panties were soaked with my juices.

Kyle slid down the bed, taking his pants off with him and placing his head between my legs. His tongue felt terrific, tracing the outline of my pussy lips. I wanted to moan so loud but couldn't as he tenderly put his hand over my mouth as he slid his tongue inside my clit. With his one free hand, he reached up and gently squeezed my right tit and nipple. I knew I was about to cum all over this young man's tongue, but I held myself back. I wanted his cock. Kyle slowly raised himself up to kiss my lips, and his nine-inch manhood with a circumference of at least 3 inches felt like he was going to split me in half as he entered me. I wanted to scream in pleasure but couldn't because of his hand. My pussy was so wet that his cock entered me with no problem. I wondered how my daughter Jill was able to take this monstrous cock in her mouth. Kyle moved his cock in and out of my pussy until the head of his penis was hitting my cervix. After the third thrust from his dick, I came so hard all over his penis. It was the most intense orgasm that I ever had. Kyle pulled his cock out, gave it a couple of jerks, and cummed all over my nipples and tits. Kyle pushed my tits together and sandwiched his cock in between them. I licked the head of his cock until he cummed some more all over my face mouth and lips.

Kyle and I cleaned up rather quickly as we heard the front door downstairs open, and Susan called to Kyle, "Is everything okay"? Susan opened the door to the bedroom that I was staying in and found Kyle tenderly taking care of me with a washcloth on my forehead. "You can go and head to bed, Kyle; I can take care of that bump on Karen's head" replied Susan. Kyle left his mom and me to ourselves. Susan came over, sat on the edge of the bed, and told me that they couldn't find any ghost or apparition in the woods. She slowly and tenderly kissed me on the lips and said that I should rest and take me home in the morning. She grabbed my phone and texted Jill and Tom that she and I had gone into town to have a couple of drinks. Tom was never a jealous husband and responded with an "okay. See you in the morning". At that moment, I fell asleep with Susan holding me in her arms.

That next morning I awoke to a tray of food sitting next to me. A banana and strawberries along with pancakes, eggs, bacon, and coffee. There was a small glass of orange juice to take some aspirin for my headache. Susan sat in the bench seat, soaking up the warmth from the morning sun; it made her skin glow and have a slight sweat that made her look stunning. She came and sat on the bed and propped up some pillows behind me so that I could eat this delicious looking meal. Kyle had taken Jill to school, and John and my husband Tom were still out on there witch hunt looking for the apparition that nearly scared me to death. Susan told me that John, her husband, had told my husband that I was still sleeping and nursing a supposed hangover. Little did they know, I had already finished the fabulous breakfast that Susan made me, and she and I were kissing and caressing each other.

Susan's tongue felt terrific, licking my lips and thrusting her tongue inside my mouth as we kissed. Her hand slid down inside my panties and started fingering my clit as we kissed. I returned the favor with my fingers and hands massaging her tits and pinching her nipples, getting them hard enough to cut glass. Susan got up off of me and put the tray on the floor. When she returned to my embrace, she had pulled her panties off and straddled my face. I wrapped my arms around her thighs and licked her pussy from behind. Susan had licked my clit while she inserted two fingers in my pussy. I moaned so loud I thought that the men would hear me from outside. Susan shoved her hips and pussy down on my face and furiously slid her fingers in and out of me and getting me off until I squirted my juices all over her fingers and mouth. She licked up all my pussy juices, grabbed my panties and jeans, and said that the men would be coming in at any minute. She and I grabbed our clothes and got dressed just as they walked into the house. I gave Susan a very long hug and long-lasting french kiss before I opened the bedroom door and walked down the hallway and down the stairs to the first floor towards where Tom stood.

I had never lied to Tom. I couldn't. I told him everything on our way back to our house. He accepted Susan and me making out and fingering each other off. He told me that he wished that he was there to jerk off to watching me with another woman. It was one of his favorite fantasies. Especially when he and I were in college together. He and I had several threesomes and a foursome together. I guess I can say that I am a bit of a bisexual woman, but I love having a cock slamming hard inside of me as well. I just couldn't tell him that I let our neighbors son fuck my pussy, at least not yet. I would eventually tell my husband that I let the neighbor's nineteen-year-old son pound my pussy, it just wasn't the right time.

As we walked up our driveway, we looked up at our beautiful Victorian home. And in one of the beautifully ironed rimmed stained glass windows was the shadow of a woman that they had been looking for, looking at us. It had to be Megan, Susan's lesbian lover. She didn't move but just stood there and waited for us. Once on our front porch, we heard the floorboards creak under the weight of someone walking down the stairs and towards us. I hung on to Tom's arm and hoped that it was Megan and that we could all talk about John's settlement and life insurance that we could all share. The hairs on my neck and arms stood on end again. I was chilled in the ninety-degree weather that was sticking to me. Tom reached out to the doorknob and twisted it to open the door. I begged him not to open the door. Just then, the door blew out towards us as a strong wind blew out at us from inside our home. Tom got the brunt of the force and hit his head as he fell on the porch. Blood seeped from his head and on the floorboards of the porch. I let out a blood-curdling scream and couldn't move. Paralyzed with fear, the only thing that I could think of doing was run. I wanted to save and be near Tom, but something deep inside of me told me to run. I ran with all my heart, and it was pounding through my chest as I reached Susan and John's home. I was shaking so bad I couldn't get five words out of my mouth. Susan grabbed me and held me tight, and John went running to see what had happened. When he got to our house, Tom's body was missing, but the blood on the floorboards was still there. John searched the entire place and didn't see a thing. On his way back, we heard John scream, which got caught short, and then there was dead silence. Susan had to know what just happened to her husband. Susan and I quickly got on the footpath trail that led to my house. We heard a groan that was off of the path to our left. We followed the moaning and found John's and Tom's body in a deep grave filled with spikes. Spikes had protruded from there bodies from the knees up to there shoulders. Blood had soaked the ground underneath them. Our knees hit the ground, and we both started sobbing for our lost husbands. We couldn't bury them. We had to call the cops for their deaths to be recorded as accidents so that Susan and I could get our late husbands' benefits and life insurance policies. Our kids were devastated, but at their age, they knew that they were going to be well taken care of.

A month later, Susan had called me over for drinks and had told me that Megan was on her way as well. It was the perfect time for us ladies to get together. We talked things out how we were all going to split and share the life insurance policies, which, when combined, totaled Two hundred and sixty-seven million dollars. Our kids would be set for life, and we were all happy with what we were going to get. Megan confided in us and told us that she had a twin sister. It was all through Megan's elaborate scheming with ropes, wires, drones, and a helicopter and the use of a high powered smoke/fog machine. When Megan learned how much money she could get between the merger of two late husband's life insurance policies and set things in motion. She dug up her recently deceased sister's body and draped it in lace. She then used a part of her inheritance to hire a helicopter to fly the body up over the trees and make it disappear. Much like how a marionette would with a puppet. Susan and I's mouth gaped open in Megan's brilliance scheme of things. She then later disposed of Julie's body back in her recently dug up grave.

"Susan, Karen, it looks like your drinks need to be refurbished". Megan got up, walked to the kitchen to get some more Vodka and orange juice. As the door closed behind her, Susan came over and sat on my lap, before our eyes met, she whispered in my ear, "it's done, it worked, and it wasn't our plan". Susan's tongue tenderly and slowly licked my lips. My lips parted, and we deep tongued kissed each other until Megan walked back into the room. She sat the vodka and orange juice on the table and came over and joined in with us in a hot three-way lesbian kiss. It wasn't long, and all three of us women were naked and deep tongue licking into each other's pussies in a hot daisy chain licking. I was licking and fingering Susan's pussy, Susan was fingering and licking Megan's pussy. Megan was licking and fingering my pussy in the middle of Susan's living room floor. We laid there and fingered and licked each other until we all squirted our juices into each other's lips and mouths. Exhausted and not able to move, I just laid there. Susan and Megan, though, had the tenacity and ferociousness engorged into each other with there tongues in a hot sixty-nine position. I couldn't do anything but watch. Soon my horniness took over, and I was fingering my clit again while watching these two beautiful women going at it. Megan had a finger in Susan's ass and another in her pussy and licked the top of her clit while Susan pumped three fingers inside Megan's pussy. They both let out a loud moan, as well as I did as we all climaxed all over our fingers again and again.

Unaware of the time, the kids were going to be coming home very soon. We gathered our clothes and got dressed. We gave each other a long-lasting hug and kiss, and I walked over to my house feeling refreshed. When I got to the door, I heard my daughter screaming. But it was unlike any other scream I had ever heard Jill scream. I looked at my watch and realized that she and Kyle had been home for twenty minutes already. CRAP!! I walked towards her room and slowly opened her door to see Jill squeezing her big eighteen-year-old teenage tits and pinching her nipples while she rode Kyle's cock. I remember his cock barely sliding in me, and I was squirting all over him. Watching my daughter ride this fine young nineteen-year-old boy made my pussy wet. I knew that I had just got off with my neighbor Susan and her lesbian lover Megan. Still, seeing this, I wanted to taste and fuck my neighbor's nineteen-year-old son again. I quietly stripped out of my clothes and went in my daughter's room. Jill had her eyes closed as she continued to ride Kyle's big cock until she heard one of her floorboards creak. She opened her eyes and saw me. I quickly put a finger up to my mouth and quietly said, "ssshhhhh". She continued to ride his cock and watched me straddle his face. I lowered my pussy down to Kyle's mouth before he could say anything. His tongue went right inside my pussy. Jill turned around and faced me as we both rode this fine young man's cock and tongue. I grabbed Jill by the back of her head and pulled her closer into my lips, kissed her. Her lips felt divinely sweet as she kissed me back. Our tits and nipples were pushing up against each other until we were cumming all over Kyle's cock and face. I told Jill that I wanted to ride his penis, and she obliged. She and I switched positions. His big cock slammed hard up into my vagina as I lowered my pussy down on his cock. Kyle's big cock felt terrific inside my pussy. I ground my hips down onto his while he tongued and licked my daughter's pussy until she was cumming all over his face. Kyle told us that he was about to cum. I climbed off of his cock, and Jill and I jerked him off until he exploded like Mount Saint Helens all over our lips and faces.

Meanwhile, at Susan's house, she and Megan prepared dinner for all of us. Once we got all cleaned up and dressed, we walked over to Susan's house. On the walking path, we were interrupted by a gentleman who was wearing a flight suit. I told Kyle and Jill to walk ahead of me and to get to his mom's house. The gentleman introduced himself as Casey but told me to use his flight name, which was wolf-man. It would be what Megan would know him as. He didn't think that Megan would be all that fair if he showed up and demanded more money, which caused two people to lose their life. Wolf-man, tried to talk to me to get me to appeal to Megan and to give him more money. When I told him that I don't think that she would part with any more of her share or the rest of us ladies, he sprinted towards me to catch me. Wolf-man's problem was that he didn't know that I was a track star in high school and college. The next thing I heard and felt was a suppressed shot and a sting in the back of my neck. The last thing I remember was him leaving a note on a branch before I lost consciousness. When I awoke, I was in the backseat of his car. I heard him talking cryptically and subtly that if they (meaning us ladies didn't produce more money), the package would end up like the two victims. Was he talking to Megan or Susan or someone else? I didn't know and figured if I started asking too many questions, and after seeing his face that I would also end up like my deceased husband and John. I suddenly heard a loud bang and glass splattered all over my body. Tiny fragments of blood seeped through my clothes. Tires squealed, and the car sped off with me in the back seat. After about thirty minutes, the car finally stopped at a secluded cabin in the woods. Casey got out of the car, opened the rear door. I tried kicking at him, but he was too quick and caught my legs. He lurched his body forward on top of me with a rag over his hand, no doubt to keep me quite. What it was, though, was a rag doused with chloroform.

Susan read the note that she found tied to a tree branch after Karen didn't show up 5 minutes later to Megan, Kyle, and Jill. It read, "if you don't want anything bad to happen to Karen, then I will drop a dime to the Hinton, West Virginia police about what happened. You will meet me in two days, with twenty million dollars". Megan said, "that fucking little asshole he said that he was going to be happy enough with the ten million that I already paid him". They had to come up with a plan quickly. But before they could, Kyle knew that the pilot couldn't be far, and he raced out of the house and down the road about fifty feet when he saw a car parked, but running and saw someone in the front seat on their cell phone. He aimed his dad's Remington 320 Mossberg pump-action shotgun and fired at the vehicle. The rear window shattered, and the car sped off. Kyle was too far away to get on his motorcycle and chase down the car and save Karen. When he got back to his mom's house, she, Jill and Megan were waiting with folded arms across there chest for an answer. "Mom, I'm sorry, Casey got away with Karen". The only thing they could do was come up with the money and meet with Casey in two days, hoping that he hadn't already killed Karen. Casey was attentive to the cuts and scrapes on Karen's body from the glass that been tumultuously shot out by Kyle. To prevent her from escaping, he had tied her to the spare bed in his hunting cabin that was deep in the West Virginia forest. No one would find them here.

The next thing I knew as I started waking up was soft hands picking out glass shards in my hair and skin. I murmured "Susan". A soft male voice announced, "no, I'm not Susan or her lesbian Lover Megan". It must have been Casey who was well introduced in who was who. He lightly shooshed me and told me to rest while he picked out the glass shards and wiped the blood from the wounds with a warm washcloth. I fell back asleep, tired and wounded, and unable to fight back and unaware that I was utterly buck ass naked.

Kyle and Jill stayed up all night next to the phone in hopes that the kidnapper of Jill's mom would call back and trace the phone call with software that Kyle downloaded from his phone. Meanwhile, Megan and Susan had an idea and were driving around, looking for clues of where Casey could have taken Karen. Susan had no idea where she was going, and it was starting to get dark, but Megan had a thought of where he could have taken her. She had dated Casey for almost a year and had remembered his hunting cabin that he had taken her when they went hunting last year. They parked the car about a hundred yards away from the cabin and quickly but quietly got to the cabin just before it got too dark to see five feet in front of them. Megan and Susan peeked through one of the windows and saw Karen stripped off her clothes and tied to one of the spare beds in the cabin. Afraid they were too late; they thought that Casey must have beat and raped her for her skinned glowed red from the blood clots of the shattered glass. They had to come up with a plan and quickly before he could do any more damage to there friend. He was too strong and quick for a full-on assault on him attacking him after they crashed through the door. This was going to take a cunning surprise of both women, and they came up with a plan.

Megan knocked on the door, and Casey answered it. "What the hell do you think you're doing here"? Megan replied, "I thought that you and I could come up with a better plan; can I come in"? Casey Let her in, and she came in and fell in his arms, and they hugged and kissed for a couple of minutes. While they kissed, she whispered in his ear that Susan was outside and that they planned to rush him and tackle him to the floor, tie him up and escape with there friend. He led her to his bedroom, where they stripped each other out of there clothes then started to make love. Casey was completely oblivious as he laid there and let Megan take advantage of him. First, she had his cock in her mouth and gagging herself on his long shaft. Then she sat on his face while his tongue entered and licked her pussy from behind while she sucked and licked his stiff rod. Megan then climbed on top of Casey's hard cock and slid her hips down on top of his until his penis was deep inside her pussy. Megan grabbed Casey's hands and held him to his bed until he was handcuffed to his bed. Susan had crept into his room from his open window and hid under his bed. She grabbed a couple of handcuffs and quickly handcuffed him to his bed. Susan rolled out from underneath his high bed with nylon rope. She quickly tied his ankles to his bedposts that he didn't even realize what was going on at first while Megan was riding his cock.

"So this is the infamous Wolf-man" Susan said. Megan climbed off of his penis and slapped his face and said, "Yes, this is the notorious Casey the wolf-man Heller". Outraged and unable to move, Casey spat at the two venomous evil women and cursed profanities at them. "What's going on" came from the other room. Susan and Megan went and untied Karen. Once they realized that it was glass shards from the broken window, They realized that they weren't too late and that Casey had not had a chance to hurt Karen. Not likely that he would have though. He was very gentle with her and cleaning the glass and the blood off of her. As she started to get dressed, Megan had told her what happened. Karen told her rescuers, though, that he was very nice in his manners and in his way of cleaning and taking care of her. But that he did deserve punishment, the other two ladies agreed and stripped out of there clothes and went into Casey's bedroom.

Megan, Susan, and I each got on each side of Casey. We each gave him our turns of each of us sucking, licking his cock until he was as hard as he was when Megan was riding him. I fingered my pussy until it was wet and ready for his cock to slide up into me. Susan sat on Casey's face, so he licked her pussy. Megan stood up in between us as we shoved our bodies down on top of Casey's cock and tongue. I licked Megan's pussy while Susan licked and fingered Megan's ass. My hands found Susan's tits and nipples. I pinched and squeezed them until she moaned louder and louder that she was about to cum. Megan pinched and tweaked my nipples while I rode Casey's cock, and I was squirting my juices all over him. I pinched Susan's nipples harder until she screamed that she was cumming. We both licked and sucked on Megan's pussy until she squirted her juices all over our faces. We licked each other's faces off and kissed each other as we pushed all of our tits together, and Megan and Susan jerked Casey off until he climaxed all over our tits and nipples. It was the hottest foursome orgy that I had ever had.

"Megan, you're going to let me out of this, right"? We stood there and looked at this fine young hot man of a pilot tied to his bed. We each kissed him, and each one of us decided to untie just three of his restraints and that he would have to think about how to get out of the fourth restraint. We got cleaned up and dressed and left Casey restrained to his bed. As we left his cabin we saw a massive flame of smoke coming from the cabin by the time we got to Megan's car. "What did you do"? As we each looked at each other. Megan said that he wouldn't stop coming after us or all of us until he got what he wanted. "And besides, he already got what he wanted. He wanted a threesome with each of us, and that was the only logical way to do it. So yes, that was his and my plan the whole time. We didn't think that you two would be open for a hot foursome with the pilot who scared the life out of your two husbands".

We each got into Megan's car, and the hot water heater finally exploded inside the cabin burning away all existence of us ever being there as we drove away. And if it ever came upon further investigation, it would look like he was smoking handcuffed to his bed. Men have died in less humiliating experiences. It was as if we were all playing equal parts in a play by being praying mantises. We drove back to Susan's place and reunited Jill with her mom Karen.

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Casey Keller

Hi, I'm a 47 year-old-veteran/photographer/door dash driver/uber driver as well. When I am not doing any of those things I can be found sitting in front of my computer writing books for amazon/vocal. keep your mind busy the body stays young

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