CHAPTER 7 - The Wolf's Den

Later that day, following the plans the group had made, Chloe was at the Zimmers’ house, along with Cody and Brandon. Zack and Thea had already left to observe Mr. Reed’s house, so they were waiting to see if something happened at the McRoses or the Bishops that could indicate in any way that her father was involved with Zack’s mother. The bay window at the corner of the house had a great view of the rest of the cul-de-sac, so it was the best spot to keep an eye on things.

She let out a sigh. “This is useless,” she mumbled, shifting her gaze to look at Cody and Brandon for a moment. His parents had left for a romantic night on the town, so Cody had brought his gaming console to the den for him and Brandon to play as they waited.

“No news yet, Chloe?” Brandon inquired once he noticed the redhead looking at them.

Chloe shook her head. “No,” she responded in a tone that betrayed how bored she was. “But I wanna prove to Zack that our parents aren’t having an affair, so I’m willing to stay here all night if I need to.”

“I hope not,” Cody remarked, his eyes not leaving the TV. “My parents usually take a lot of time to come back when they go out, but they’ll come back…, eventually.”

As the boys became engrossed in their game once more, Chloe turned back to the window and the privileged look that she had to both houses, hers and the Bishops. With all the kids out for the night, something was bound to happen, IF there really was something going on, she told herself. The older McRose sister didn’t believe her father would ever cheat on her mother, but since Zack needed reassurances as well, she would persevere against boredom and sleepiness.

Just as a yawn escaped her lips, Chloe’s sky-blue eyes widened as she saw the door to the Bishops’ house opening and Monica stepping out. “What the…,” she whispered. Her best friend’s mother was wearing a rather provocative blue summer dress that left her generous cleavage on display, and went to an inch above her knees. “Monica is…,” she gasped. “Going to my house?”

Brandon instantly paused the game and rushed to the window to join her, while Cody remained in his seat on the couch in front of the TV, even though the blond boy had turned to the window as well. “Shit, she’s ringing the door.”

Chloe couldn’t bring herself to blink during the excruciatingly slow moments until the door opened and it was her father who did it. “D-dad?” She croaked, feeling as if a dagger had just been buried into her chest.

“Is your mom out?” Brandon asked, a frown forming on her face.

“I… don’t know,” the redhead whispered, frozen in place as her heart beat like a jackhammer.

“Chloe, you need to go check before you think anything,” Brandon advised her. “For all we know, Mrs. Bishop is just having dinner with both of your parents.”

“I guess,” she replied, still unmoving as her stunned gaze remained locked into her house.

Brandon let out a sigh and then grabbed the girl’s upper arms to gently shake her out of that stupor. “Chloe, go!” He shouted, forcing Chloe to do a double take, her eyes still wide as she turned to him. “Go check,” he repeated, softly this time.

Chloe shook her head to clear off the remaining cobwebs and jumped to her feet. “Alright,” she muttered and then made a straight line to the door, not even acknowledging the boys as she left. There was too much in her mind at that moment, she couldn’t be bothered to remember goodbyes.

Out in the warm evening of Cobalt Drive, Chloe slowly made her way toward her house, dearly hoping that her mother was home and this was just a dinner between friends who didn’t have their kids at home. She was wearing a black hoodie, baggy jeans, and a pair of white sneakers. Reaching the house, what immediately stood out to the young woman was that she couldn’t hear any voices, but that didn’t mean anything, since the soundproofing in the neighborhood’s houses had been really well-made.

What the fucking hell, Dad?! The high school soccer player mentally cursed as she carefully made her way toward the backyard through the side gate.

Passing by her father’s grill on the deck at the back of the house, Chloe pulled out her key and slowly fitted it into the lock before turning it. She had noticed that nothing could be seen in the lower floor through the curtains covering the windows, which sent a chilling fear through her spine. Actually pausing just as she began pushing the door open, the young woman felt a tear escaping the corner of her left eye as the implications of what she was assuming hit her. Her beloved father, who she always thought could absolutely do no wrong for her entire life, was quite possibly upstairs cheating on his wife with the mother of his daughter’s best friend. A hint of rage toward Monica Bishop started growing deep inside her heart.

Who does she think she is?! Just ‘cause she’s single, doesn’t mean she can be a homewrecker just like that!

After what felt like hours frozen there with her hand around the doorknob, and several minutes had indeed passed, Chloe finally pushed it open and carefully closed it behind her, so as to not make any noise. It would be useless, though, as the first noise she heard would ensure the people upstairs would never hear her coming.

“Aaaaahhh, right there…”

Chloe cried, taking a deep breath and sealing her mouth with a hand so they wouldn’t hear her sobs. She could never have imagined that Zack was right and they would find proof of her father’s infidelity. Summoning strength from places unknown to her, the redhead’s legs started moving by themselves. She wasn’t worrying about not getting caught anymore, she just made her way up the stairs and stopped in the hallway. The door of her parents’ bedroom wasn’t fully closed, a small gap allowing a glimpse into what was transpiring inside. Not that she needed anyone to tell her, Chloe had watched enough porn to know what the moans, grunts, and the sound of skin slapping against skin meant.

Taking a trembling step forward, Chloe managed not to tumble down as she reached the gap in the door. Surely as the noises had told her, the sight that greeted the peeping teen was of a nude Monica Bishop, in all her voluptuous, fair-skinned glory. On her knees at the bed, her quite large tits bounced madly as Chloe’s father, Roy McRose, vigorously drilled her from behind, his muscular hands pulling her body flush against his front.

“Oh, fuck, yes, Roy!” Monica moaned, her head thrown back over the man’s shoulder. “You’re such a fucking good lover!”

“Take it, Monica!” Roy used a hand to slap the doctor’s round ass. “Love how fucking tight and hot you are!”

It was lusty, feral, everything an illicit encounter should be in Chloe’s mind. If it wasn’t her father cheating on her mother, the young woman would think it was an amplified version of the porn she usually indulged herself in, but even though her body was starting to feel sweaty and warmer, she mentally screamed at herself not to feel aroused by it.

I just can’t…, she thought, even if her blue eyes couldn’t be torn apart from the scene happening in her parents’ bed.

The worst thing was what just crossed her mind. What would she tell her mother?

Where the fucking heck is her?!

Just as that thought hit her, a voice that almost made her eyes bug out of her face made itself known. Inside the bedroom, of all places.

“I knew this’d be the hottest thing I ever watched,” the familiar feminine voice spoke. “C’mon, babe, fuck our friend. Pound her with that big fucking cock.”

To Chloe’s absolute shock, none other than her mother, Charlotte McRose, stood up from an armchair near the bed, which was obscured from her view, and climbed onto the bed, completely devoid of any clothes. At forty-one, Charlotte was a pale, freckled vision, her wavy red hair falling down her shoulders and a massive pair of breasts swaying at her chest, not to mention a round, fit ass that she kept with regular visits to the gym.

Mom?! But… what the…, the teenager couldn’t even finish the thought, her legs almost buckling under her as her mother leaned over Monica’s shoulder to kiss her husband passionately as one of the brunette’s hands found her waist.

Once Charlotte broke the kiss, Monica stared at her old friend with a look of pure pleasure, Roy still pounding her hard from behind. “You were right, Char, your man is so fucking big and sexy,” she said, her voice breaking a little.

Charlotte smirked and cupped Monica’s face with one hand, their big tits lightly smashing together due to how close they were to each other. “I know, Mon. Why do you think I wanted him to fuck you?” She inquired, voice dripping with sensuality. “The moment you confided in me how pent up you were, I knew my mate’s big cock was just what the doctor ordered.”

“Kiss her, my She-Wolf,” Roy ordered, his hands gripping Monica’s waist tightly as he pounded her, his cock sawing in and out of her pussy as his hips collided with her ass in a sexy slapping noise.

“Ooohhh,” Charlotte shivered on the bed. “I love it when you get bossy, my Alpha.”

Chloe’s eyes widened once again as her mother leaned in and captured Monica’s lips in a hungry kiss, their teats now flattening together and spilling out to the sides as they made out like long lost lovers, their tongues immediately coming out to play. The young woman couldn’t think about how that started, what was really going on in her parents’ room, she just knew her world had done a complete 180°, and everything she thought as true had been completely flipped on her.

And it was incredibly fucking hot.

Despite the fact that her parents were two thirds of the threesome, Chloe’s mind went blank and she felt just like when she watched porn in the solitude of her room, except this was so much hotter. There was no hesitation, the ginger teen shoved a hand down her pants and found her pussy absolutely soaked at the sight she was witnessing, and so, Chloe had to bite her bottom lip to muffle the moan that threatened to escape when she shoved two fingers into herself.

Fuck! She fingered herself harder when Charlotte and Monica’s kiss broke and Roy pushed the brunette woman to her hands and knees before she grabbed the redhead’s thighs for support, her big tits swaying like pendulums underneath her as Roy continued thrusting his cock in and out of her cunt.

“Yesss, shit, fuck me, Roy!” Monica moaned loudly before Charlotte cradled the back of her friend’s head with a hand and pulled her closer to her fiery crotch.

“Mmm, Mon, that tongue…,” Charlotte threw her head back as Monica began lapping at her pussy, the slit surrounded by a trimmed patch of ginger fur.

“Fuck, you two are gonna be the end of me,” Roy said, smacking Monica’s ass again as he gazed at the doctor tonguefucking his wife. He exchanged a loving look with Charlotte and reached toward her large, freckled tits with one hand and squeezed it, keeping one firmly planted at the brunette’s waist.

The real estate agent grinned lasciviously at her husband. “You’re gonna fill up Mon soon, love?” She teased, caressing the back of her friend’s head and tangling her fingers on those dark tresses, causing Monica to let out a muffled moan. “I know you can fuck us both stupid, so c’mon, pound the fuck out of her!”

Chloe saw her father groaning at her mother’s words. While she knew that they were almost disgusting with each other around the house at times, she had no idea they were so… kinky. She loved that, secretly hoping she could find a guy in the future who could get through her defenses and satisfy every single one of her kinks. So that’s why Mom and Dad always look so happy, she thought, wondering if Monica was the first woman they brought into their bed. She bit her bottom lip at seeing her father deliver another smack upon Monica’s upturned butt and used her free hand to squeeze her left breast over the hoodie. Mmm, live porn, this is so fucking hot!

“Shit, I’m gonna cum soon,” Roy grunted, never stopping the thrusting motions into Monica, their skin loudly slapping together. “You want it, Monica? My cum sloshing inside you?”

Monica briefly pulled back from Charlotte’s cunt, her mouth dripping with her friend’s juices, and looked back at the lawyer with a stare of intense arousal on her icy-blue eyes. “Fuck, yes! Shoot all that cum in my pussy, Roy! I want it!”

“Mmm, you’re insatiable, Mon,” Charlotte mewled, pulling the brunette’s face back to her crotch, moaning as she felt the tongue sliding into her fuckhole once again.

That’s it, fuck her, Dad! Chloe found herself cheering, the index and middle fingers of her right hand a blur between her legs, sliding in and out of her dripping pussy repeatedly. It was then that Roy let out a long groan, his thrusts getting faster for a moment before they slowed down, and Chloe realized that her father had just seeded her best friend’s mother, and that thought almost made her legs give out under her again. A fleeting question of whether Monica was protected or not crossed the teenager’s mind, but it left just as quickly because Roy flopped on his back and the daughter got her first look of her father’s cock, soaked in Monica’s juices. Shit, Dad, you’re big!

She didn’t mean that in the way of someone interested in what she just saw, but for an oversexed teen with no real experience other than watching porn, Chloe almost came at the sight of the long, thick shaft, regardless of whom it was attached to. She was shocked at how quick Charlotte and Monica pounced on the cock, licking and sucking on the shaft and the tip from both sides as Roy lifted his hands to caress the top of their heads. How is he still hard?!

“That’s it, girls, clean me up,” the redhead man said. “You’re gonna be next, my She-Wolf.”

Charlotte shook her round, bubble ass at those words, and it was quite a sight, her rear and Monica’s toned butt sticking up on the bed as they sucked Roy’s large cock together. Sky-blue and icy-blue looked up at the lawyer and he could already feel himself throbbing as their tongues lavished his entire cock, from the balls all the way up to the tip, where their tongues met for a dick-filled kiss.

Chloe kept pumping her fingers in and out of her pussy, adding a third one to the mix as she fucked herself. She couldn’t tear her eyes away from the sight, and when her mother took her mouth off her dad’s dick with a wet, popping sound, the daughter thrust her hips against her invading fingers, knowing what would come next.

“I want your cock, love,” Charlotte pleaded. “Fuck me hard, now!”

Happy to do so, Roy maneuvered Monica to lie on her back and put his wife on top of the doctor, the two women facing each other as the lawyer lined up his cock with the ginger woman’s pussy and quickly filled her up, Charlotte’s loud moan swallowed by Monica’s mouth in a passionate kiss.

“Dammit, Char, your pussy’s always the best,” Roy groaned as he fucked in and out of his wife.

“Hey!” Monica broke the kiss with the redhead to protest playfully, her eyes finding her friend’s husband’s gaze over her shoulder.

“Oh, yours is exquisite too, Monica, but there’s just something about my She-Wolf…,” Roy couldn’t finish the sentence as a groan interrupted him when his wife’s walls clenched around his shaft.

“It’s a thing between mates, Mon…, oooohhh, fuuuck!” Charlotte tried to explain, but her husband’s powerful fucking motions cut her off as well.

Yes, fuck Mom like a wolf, Dad! Chloe silently cheered on her father as he pounded her mother, who had locked lips with Monica again. The teenager squeezed her left breast over the hoodie again as she noticed how squashed against each other the women’s tits looked. They were so big, both of them, the four globes spilling out to the sides. Chloe briefly wondered how hers would look in the same situation, not that she was curious to make out naked with another girl, though. Her gaze quickly shifted to focus on her father’s long cock sawing in and out of her mother’s fuckhole. She couldn’t believe she was watching her parents fuck, and the thought sent the young woman one step closer toward the most powerful orgasm she had ever had so far. Shit, I’m gonna cum soon!

It was a revelation for Chloe. Sure, she had watched porn plenty of times, but witnessing people having sex for real made her even more curious about trying it out for herself and seeing what it was all about. But who could she try it with? She was terrified of talking to boys in that sense, and none of them had ever looked at her with lust in their eyes. Was it because of her baggy, concealing clothes? But… Portia made it clear to me…, I’ve always been a freak with… these, she drifted her gaze toward her chest, all bundled up in a sports bra underneath the hoodie. She bit her bottom lip, the feelings of despair caused by all the bullying in the past clashing against the pleasure coursing through her body as she fingered herself and watched her parents have a threesome with her best friend’s mother like a big fucking pervert.

Charlotte’s loud howl of pleasure pushed the sad thoughts away from Chloe’s mind for the time being as she realized that both her and her mother were about to cum, together in a sense.

“Fuuuuuuuuuuck, Roy! I’m cumming, you big-cocked bastard!!!”

“Cum, my She-Wolf! Fucking scream for me!”

The look of absolute shock on Monica’s face as she witnessed her friends’ feral climax was the cue for Chloe to step away from the door. She didn’t want someone to decide they wanted some water and find her spying at them from the doorway. The teenage ginger kept fingering herself as she tried to walk away and down the stairs as inconspicuously as she could, violently biting down on her lip. Once she was out on the deck again, Chloe leaned back against the wall of her house and resumed pumping herself eagerly.

“C’mon, c’mon, c’mon, CUM, dammit!” She whispered frantically, working her fingers in and out of her pussy until her orgasm finally seized her, and with a long silent scream from her parted lips, Chloe’s legs gave under her and she slid to the wooden floor of the deck as her entire body twitched, riding out the shockwaves. “Fuuuuck…”

It took several minutes until she could breathe normally again and fully realize that she had just watched her parents have sex and masturbated herself to it.

“The hell did I do?” The question escaped her lips in another whisper as she slowly stood up and decided she was going to bury what just happened in the back of her mind. It was too fucked up to deal with it in any way.

Licking her fingers to clean them up before going back to the Zimmers’ house, Chloe figured there was no way her father was involved in the theft of Zack’s camera, as her mother knew about what was going on between him and Monica, the part that turned out true, and had likely been the main instigator behind it. So, she concluded that her dad had nothing to hide or gain by stealing the camera.

Sorry, Zack. Hope you and Thea have better luck.