Helen's New Outlook

Helen felt invigorated as she walked back to the beach house. She knew she should be feeling guilty about what she’d just done, but she’d only done it to keep the brutish Zoltan’s vile attentions away from their sweet and innocent daughter. Surely Kent would approve of that? Anyway, what her husband didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him, and she had no intention of telling him that she’d just sucked another man’s cock!

And what a cock it was! The longest, thickest cock she’d ever seen. Not that she’d seen many. Her husband had a modest sized cock, not especially long or thick. He wasn’t the most passionate of men either, and didn’t seem to like oral sex all that much. Unlike Zoltan! It gave her a flush of pride to know she had been able to cause him so much pleasure with her lips, tongue and throat. And deep-throating it was so easy! Natural, even. She had no idea she had such a talent for cock-sucking. How could she have known? It wasn’t as though she’d had many opportunities to find out.

But now, she found herself hoping that there would be many more opportunities to come. She wondered if there was a limit to the size of cock she could take. She mused on the idea of swallowing a cock so long that the bulbous bell-end was practically in her stomach…

And the day before, she had cheated on her husband. Been fucked doggy-style in a filthy alley, by a total stranger! But that had been Sofia Varko’s fault. That cocktail was far stronger than any liquor that Helen had tasted, and so she could hardly be blamed for what happened when she was drunk and insensible. Still, the thought of sucking and fucking the grimy biker while his gang of sluts danced around them was undeniably hot. She only wished she could remember it better. Maybe another trip to the mainland was called for?

Zoltan had called her a depraved whore, and she’d wanted to correct him, but with a mischievous smile, she now found herself wondering if he might have been on the right track after all.

Unseen by her, the newly expanded tramp-stamp glowed a faint red as its evil sorcery continued to corrupt her soul and fan the flames of lust and perversion that had been kindled within her...

Slipping quietly back into the bedroom, Helen saw that Kent was lying on his back, and once again, his hard cock was making a tent beneath the thin sheets. He moaned in his sleep, and Helen smiled as she wondered what sort of exciting dream he was having. She thought about adding a little reality to his dream by wrapping her lips around his cock, and lifted the sheet. But when she saw his little dick standing to attention, barely a third the size of the one she’d just enjoyed sucking, she decided it was hardly worth the effort.

Instead, she slid under the sheet to lie next to him, and ran her hands down her body and between her legs. She was hot and wet as she closed her eyes and imagined Zoltan’s mighty cock, and how it would feel thrusting deeply into her pussy, or asshole.

Along the hall, Stacy lay on her bed, sex toys scattered around her as she slid a large, black dildo in and out of her slippery pussy, with a butt-plug lodged in her ass. She had her laptop on the bed next to her, playing the video of her mother’s magnificent debauchery on a loop. She too was thinking that it would be good to take another trip to the mainland…

***

The next morning, the five vacationers rose late once again. Helen was making coffee when Amanda entered the kitchen with a black envelope in her hand. “This was on the door-mat.”

Opening it, the beautiful blonde read the letter inside and let out a laugh. “Oh wow, the Varkos have invited us to a party, tomorrow night! They’re having a select group of friends and business associates over for a ‘masked ball’, and Sofia is proposing that we take another trip to the mainland today, to shop for outfits! That sounds like a blast! She says not to worry about the expense, the outfits will be her treat.”

Kent yawned and smiled sleepily. “It does sound like fun, and it’ll probably be good for me to meet some of Arman and Sofia’s business contacts.”

Amanda handed the note to him. “No shopping trip for you Kent. There’s a P.S. saying you’ve to report to the Varko place to start learning your duties. No rest for the wicked!”

Richard groaned. “I think I’ll sit the trip out too, I’m too bushed to cope with shopping. Maybe I’ll just take a swim, catch some rays.”

Amanda smiled sexily and stood behind her husband, rubbing his shoulders. “Wore you out last night, did I lover-boy?” She smiled at Helen and winked, knowing such talk would make the prudish woman uncomfortable. To her surprise, Helen returned her smile, then looked at Richard appraisingly.

Helen found herself wondering just how big her husband’s friend’s cock might be, and how good Amanda was at sucking it. But then her mind returned to the note. Yes, it would be fun to meet more of the Varkos’ circle of friends. She just had to keep her wits about her next time that Varko bitch bought her a drink! But another shopping trip to the mainland sounded very enticing indeed.

Stacy said nothing as the adults talked, bet her mind was full of the possibilities that another trip to the mainland might offer, and a masked ball at the Varko house should offer many delicious opportunities for fun…