Here Cums the Cavalry

You tried to speak, to order the mindless sex fiend to stop **** you, but Natasha's fingers were like a vice grip on youe windpipe. You started to black out, and remembered Alan's words about dying in the saddle. Watching the whore who had impaled herself on your cock was only slightly more pleasant being eaten by a tiger.

With one last futile push however, Natasha was thrown sideways. Just as you started to question your own strength, you realized it was Alan come to your rescue. Alan, Gabby, and your Mom to be exact. The three of them plus Jessica managed to overpower Natasha and pin her down.

The ravenous slut clawed at you and screamed incoherently, and in that moment you wondered how the hell she was ever lucid. Had she hurt anyone else today, and if so how badly.

As for you, your neck was sore and it hurt to breathe, but you didn't think there was any lasting damage.

"What do we do with her?" Alan asked.

"Tie her up or something," you said, "She's dangerous!" She started to calm down slightly in Alan's arms, so Gabby and Jessica volunteered to go get some rope.

"Fuck me, Alan," Natasha panted desperately, "FUCK ME RIGHT NOW!"

"I'll keep her busy until the girls come back," he said and half-guided half-carried out of the bathroom leaving you alone again with your mother.

"Oh my god, baby! That was terrifying!" She said, "Here, let me help you." Seeing her son in mortal danger had awoken her maternal instincts and she was immediately in full doctor mode. She grabbed the first aid kit and examined your throat.

"Some bruising," she said, "This should help with the swelling." She gave you a tube of medicated cream to rub on your neck, but there wasn't a whole lot she could do since you weren't that hurt. Other that, she was acting almost normal, although she was still comepletely oblivious to her nudity.

When you finished applying the salve, she hugged you of her own free will. It didn't start sexual, but you both remembered your meeting in the pantry. Hands wandered, breathing intensified, and soon you were both staring longingly into each other's eyes.

"Mom, I know we shouldn't do this again but..."

"It felt too right, didn't it?" She said, "Too natural?" You looked away shamefully knowing exactly what she meant. She just kept staring at you. Waiting. You couldn't resist any longer and pressed yourself against her into a longing, passionate kiss. You both would have gone further but Gabriela interrupted.

"Oh," she said, "I didn't realize- I can come back later."

Then you heard the slapping and joining of flesh back in the kitchen.

"Fuck me! Fuck me harder!" Natasha yelled and you heard a male grunt that could only be Alan.

"No, we have some things to take care of," you said, then you whispered to your mother, "Later..."

She purred and pecked you on the cheek and three of you joined Alan, Jessica and Natasha back in the kitchen. They'd left nothing to chance with Natasha's binds, but she wasn't tied up in the traditional sense, more like a bondage setup, because of course it was.

"Oh goddamn I've wanted to bang this girl for so long," Alan said as he sawed in and out of Natasha's pussy. Her legs were bound apart allowing easy access to anyone who would want her, and her hands were strung up to the ceiling.

Why didn't she calm down?

"Hey Alan, where's Mr. Robbins?" You asked.

"Your dad made his office into a bunker. Some guys have started guiding others there for safety."

"Oh thank god," but when you looked out the window into the back yard there were still a lot of stragglers getting their brains fucked out by the rabid women.

"What happened in there?" Alan asked.

"I thought I could help her by cumming in her vagina," you said, "It helped these three ladies."

"Yes it did!" Gabriela purred as she and your mother grabbed hold of your arms.

"Mostly..." you added.

"But it didn't work for Natasha," Alan said.

"Obviously," you said.

"Well I came in Mrs. Harris a few minutes ago, but she still ran off to find more dick. Wait you and your mom?"

Your mother teased him by making a shushing motion with her finger and winked at him.

"What am I missing?" You asked out loud. You replayed the whole sexual encounter in your head: her amazing blowjob, Jessica eating her out, and she mentioned she was on the pill.

"Wait a minute..." you said, "Are any of you on birth control?"

"Are you kidding?" Gabriela asked, "I was in a lesbian relationship."

"I was a virgin before," Jessica said.

"And your father had a vasectomy," your mother said.

Jackie seemed like she never turned feral, and before everything happened she had tried time and again to tell you somethinf really important. You looked at your mother in shock and backed away. You think you had it figured out, but there was only one way to be sure.

"I need to find Jacqueline right now!" You said, "Mom where did you see her?"

"She ran and climbed into the treehouse," you mother said, "Then pulled the ladder up behind her."

"Treehouse, got it," you said, "Ladies we need to go."

At long last, it was time to brave the backyard. You detailed your plan to the ladies and stepped outside. Again, you were entranced by the raw brazen sexuality on display. There were pockets of women everywhere, but you spotted a route through the garden on your right, which would give you some cover to the treehouse.

But as you assessed the route, you spotted your last two loose ends. Your sisters. Just as Jessica predicted, they were scissoring by the pool, consumed in their mutual forbidden lust. And they were in your way.