One Year Later...

You are trying desperately to get some sleep while you can. You just got home from your usual 16-hour shift a few minutes ago, but despite feeling grimy and sweaty, you collapsed onto the blowup mattress in your sparse room (you had to sell your queen mattress, along with most of your other possessions, a long time ago to pay the bills and feed the babies). Even in your absolute exhaustion, sleep won’t come, not with the sounds blasting through the thin walls from the room adjacent to yours:

Thud! Thud! Thud!

“Holy shit, slam that fucking cock into me!”

Thud! Slap! Slap!

“Oh my- fuuuuUUUUUU!”

Thud! Thud! SLAM!

“Clean my cock bitch! Mmmm, fuck yeah...share that cum! Good girls.”

You try to decide if you should put your one small pillow over your head, or keep it under. Not a great choice, but these days, you don’t have many choices.

Last year, when the girls came to you and Ken and told you that not only were they leaving you for David, but that you two were going to stay in the apartment and serve him and the girls, Ken’s initial reaction was heartbreak, and yours was anger. You yelled and actually took a swing at David, but quickly found out that was a mistake when he knocked you down with one punch, and then proceeded to beat you ****. When you woke up hours later, Jesse told you in a sweet but firm voice that she had transferred your savings to her own account (of course you knew each other’s passwords). Oh, and if you didn’t go along with the new arrangements, she would tell the cops that you had been **** her - not a good situation this day and age. You figured, “What the hell, if this bitch wants to leave me, let her, I’ll work back some savings for a few months so I can move out, by then she won’t care anyways.” You were very wrong - it turned out she and the other girls were pregnant, and when they found out, it became even more important for them to keep you and Ken around.

Ken had it far worse than you. When he found out that his sweet and loving Carli had been turned into a slut by David and Joan, at first he couldn’t stop crying in front of everyone. He left the apartment to go for a drive - and was hit by a truck at an intersection. He spent weeks in the hospital, and was paralyzed from the waist down for the rest of his life. With the hospital bills crushing him, he had to remain in the apartment, too. His toned figure quickly melted away with his lack of physical activity from being confined to a wheelchair, and he had to get a job working overnight at a toll for a parking garage seven nights a week. He spent most of his limited free time sleeping, except when he had to take care of the chores and babies.

Ah yes, the babies. All three girls gave birth around the same time, having all gotten pregnant at the same time (David liked to joke that his kids were more than half siblings, since they had all been produced from the same load of cum; you still have a hard time figuring out how that actually happened). The apartment was a constant nightmare of noise and activity, but it was you and Ken who had to deal with most of it. Since you worked days and he worked nights, David and the girls thought it made sense that you could trade off handling the diapers, baths, rocking, etc, while the only thing they needed to do was feed the babies, something you and Ken would add to your duties when they were weened off breastmilk. This was on top of doing the cooking and cleaning (bathroom cleaning was especially hard for Ken due to his wheelchair).

And David and the girls? It was a wonderful situation for them. They spent most of their time fucking, relaxing, working out, fucking, going on day trips, fucking, and just generally enjoying life! If they were home, you or Ken could not go three hours without hearing some kind of crazy sex taking place, sometimes in their bedroom, sometimes in the shower, sometimes right in the open living room. Ken was broken, inside and out, every time he saw David holding Carli like a little girl, lifting her up, holding her thick juicy ass and bouncing her hard on his thick cock, while she held on for dear life, head thrown back in ecstasy, her smooth arms and legs wrapped tightly around her daddy, with Joan kneeling behind him rimming his ass and Jesse kneeling in front, sucking his heavy balls and kissing and licking the place where he was entering Carli.

But you, you couldn’t look away. The first time you saw it, you were stumbling by their open bedroom, exhausted from work. David had your sweet Jesse on her back, her legs folded behind her head, and was pounding her harder than you ever had. Her massive tits were flying back and forth so hard you knew it must be a little painful for her, but her screams of pleasure indicated she didn’t care. She had one hand over her small baby bump and the other frantically rubbing her pussy. You watched his massive cock, far bigger than yours, piston in and out of her like a machine, glistening with all the wetness she was producing for him. He wasn’t even looking at her while he fucked her; he was busy making out with Carli, exploring her mouth with his tongue, mauling her breasts, sticking his fingers roughly into her shaved slit, while her growing belly jutted outward. You noticed she had pierced her cute little nipples, and a light chain was connecting the two piercings, which David would occasionally tug on, making Carli yelp and moan. Joan was leaning against him from behind, rubbing Carli’s shapely ass and reaching under David with her other hand, squeezing his balls, urging him to pound your former lover harder, when she noticed you.

She got up and walked slowly up to you with a sinister smile. You had been without sex for so long that your already hard cock got even harder, watching her perfect pert tits, enlarged because of her pregnancy, jiggle slightly with every step, her shapely legs framing her smooth pussy, her hips moving with an exaggerated swing. She paused at the door and just looked at you for a moment. She looked down at your crotch, looked back up and you and gave a derisive little snort, making your penis shrink just a little with embarrassment. Behind her, no one else had even glanced over at you, too consumed by the pleasure they were giving each other. She grabbed the door and, still smiling at you, slowly closed it in your face. The last thing you saw was Jesse, your sweet Jesse, sucking on Carli’s finger, looking up at David with a loving gaze, before her face exploded into an O and tears started running down her cheeks.

You stood there for a moment staring at the shut door, almost numb. You could still hear the moans and gasps of heavy lovemaking, and in that moment you heard her beautiful voice, more timid and childlike than you ever remembered, say, “I love you, daddy.”

You walked to your room and flopped down heavily on the air mattress, listening. The moans, squeals of delight, screams...they went on for another two hours. You stripped out of your clothes for bed, and lay there, empty inside. You heard Jesse say, “I got her ass ready for you, daddy.” A moment later you heard Carli yelp, then moan loudly. You heard Joan laughing, “She can take more than that baby! Slam that thick ass!” Then you heard Carli scream, “PLEEEEEAASE!” You weren’t sure if she meant please stop or please keep going. Not that it mattered, you thought. He would make her like it eventually, like he always did.

As you lay there listening, you felt your cock growing harder. Numbly, you looked down at it. I guess this is my life now, you thought to yourself; I might as well make the best of it. Your hand slowly moved to your growing cock, grasped it, and, trying to fight back the shame you felt, you gently started stroking. As you got into it, you started jerking harder and harder, partly out of impotent rage, partly out of pent up sexual frustration. This would be your sex life for the foreseeable future. And despite your shame and bitterness, it still made you feel a little bit connected to Jesse when you tried to cum at the same time you could hear her cumming on David’s alpha cock.

In the back of your mind you wondered, will this just keep getting worse? Or will you reach a breaking point?