The walk, and then some

"So....." Jess had no idea what to say. His eyes shamelessly roamed her new outfit and body, his expression unable to hide his hunger for her. What was worse was she loved every moment. Letting him fall behind she swayed her ass as she walked, teasing him. "What was that song?"

Tyler shrugged, "Your guess is as good as mine. Literally if I told you what happened you'd never believe me anyway."

"I came my brains out from a song blasting on a stereo and couldn't turn it off," Jess laughed bending down at him and showing a view down her shirt 'accidentally'. "I might believe some weird shit came from all of this."

"Well," he began looking at a fit jogger and admiring her sending jealous pings through the brunette's mind. "I came downstairs for a drink and some hot half naked chick was on our couch staring back at me. Seemed like she was trying to signal something as if I was giving her permission or asking me to do something, I don't know. Then she touched the speaker and disappeared. The music started and you know the rest. I have no idea what she was asking if she was just going to do it anyway." He paused, "This might sound weird but is your ass bigger?"

"My tits too," she sang grasping them and squeezing before blushing and dropping her hands to her hips. "I think that song did something..."

"You fucking think?" Tyler spat, "That song destroyed you and sent you on a sexual rampage, not to mention buffed your assets and my...." He trailed off.

Jess raised an eye brow and stepped closer to him, letting her chest stick out, "You weren't always a monster down there were you?"

He blushed and stared at her chest, "I mean I was above average but not built like THAT!"

"I don't mind," Jess stuck her tongue out seductively before biting it and blushing, "But it did more than that. I feel so...how do I even say it?"

"Slutty?"

"Mhhmm fuck yes," Jess purred giving him possibly the naughtiest look of the day. "So fucking slutty. If you asked I'd probably blow you behind a fence right fucking now. Not to mention how I'm talking."

"If that song does something to people you kind of got a full frontal blast," Tyler mumbled.

"Mhmm," Jess dreamed of his words in a different sense before coming to. "Do you think it's permanent? As much fun and as exciting as it feels I'm nervous maybe I'm not acting as myself? Like would I normally feel this way or is it the song?"

His strong hand possessively held her ass and she fell against him smiling looking up at him. "That's a lot of questions. All I know is that we probably want to hide that CD and make sure nobody else hears it until we figure out what is going on." They continued their walk, his hand never leaving her rear as they went.

Their mother Elizabeth Wilson heard her husband start up his shower before she made her way to the kitchen, debating what to prepare for dinner. The same old routine, locked forever in the life of a parent. Life was solved. She sighed before smelling something odd and noticing a discarded piece of cloth by the stereo. Elizabeth walked over and frowned seeing wet yoga pants from her daughter just left on the floor of the living room, the television still going and a mess left out from her friends. Not to mention the cord to the stereo system was thrown haphazardly out. Jessica was never this messy or inconsiderate. She also hated Jay's son but they ran out of the house to spend time together. Must be a full moon.

Elizabeth groaned in discomfort, her bra cutting into her due to her above average chest and wished she could just take it off. Another silent curse of being a mother. Folding up the wet pants she set them aside and leaned into the speaker feeling around until she could...

I'm a hard bass slut...I want the sound that gets me hot...Play the noise again, again...I want the bass that makes me wet (oh)

The music felt powerful enough right in front of her face to propel her across the room but instead the push of the air from the speakers and the bass just blew her dark hair back. Her body vibrated to the intense **** of tones, beats and moans. Elizabeth felt her crotch leak and she moaned far more lewdly than she expected. The woman's pupils dilated heavily and she felt her heart race. Her mind was caught between reaching back for the plug or racing away from the blaring speaker inches from her ear. The woman felt herself leaking like a faucet from her crotch and instinctively pulled up her long business skirt to save it from getting ruined. Her chest felt tighter and tighter till she couldn't breathe and her hands tore open her blouse, buttons flying while she pulled her pathetic bra down to her waist. Her chest felt amazing and her hands began roaming, her voice moaning with the moans of the music while she played with her impressive melons.

Dirty low frequencies, I wanna feel inside of me, BIG FAT HARD KICKS, BIG FAT HARD KICKS!

The music was so much more powerful right away than when it started for the others and Mrs. Wilson was no match. Her worldview shattered and the mantra struck her with truth after truth. She was a hard bass slut and this is what she craved! A realization of her naked husband in the shower above her hit the woman and she bit her lip, his son would also be home any minute she was sure.

BIG FAT HARD KICKS, BIG FAT HARD KICKS, BIG FAT HARD KICKS! A man's distorted voice briefly came in and the music paused for just a moment leaving the wet, horny woman to pant and feel her heartbeat in her head to the beat. BASSSSSS SLUT!

The music went wild, and Elizabeth felt frenzied twisting her nipples and screaming before pulling her panties against her ass till they snapped off and began ruthlessly fucking herself. Images of her sucking her husband in the shower, taking his son's dick in the ass while her daughter looked horrified, them double teaming her while her daughter left for school, fucking her boss after work, man after man! Scenario after scenario. "Please no ticket officer!" She groaned before cumming, squirting all over the floor.

Meanwhile her husband was rapidly jerking himself off, dripping wet in the hallway upstairs. He had leapt out of the bathroom to help his wife from whatever explosion seemed to have sounded before the hottest sounds he had ever heard assaulted him. His wife was loudly moaning like a harlot screaming naughty fantasies while such a lewd loud and powerful song shook the entire house. Images of him ruthlessly hate fucking his wife all over the house, taking her ass, treating her like a depraved slut, even fucking her daughter's face till her makeup ran across her face made him smile. Eyeing the front door from the top of the stairs he aimed, hoping his new wife's sexy daughter would come in and feel ropes of his cum!

Elizabeth hastily turned to rush to her husband, to the front door, anywhere a cock could please her at this moment and tripped over the power cord. The music stopped but she didn't even notice, rushing down the hall on all fours, her blouse completely open and her skirt barely covering her ass. Looking up the stairs she giggled seeing her man dripping wet and stroking a much thicker dick than what she remembered. He eyed her much curvier body and grinned. "You gonna coat me or fuck me, stud?" Elizabeth said in a sultry voice, her ears still ringing.

"If that fat ass can crawl up these stairs I'll fuck it!" Jay grunted back. That was all the inspiration she needed, taking her hand from her crotch and clumsily climbing up the stairs.

The two teens came back to the front door, Tyler finally remembering to take his hand from the brunette's beautiful firm ass before they opened the door. However instead of hearing and smelling the usual signs of cooking they instead smelt the now familiar stench of sex and arousal and heard Mrs. Wilson moan lewdly upstairs, "Ohhh it's so fucking thick! YES JAY! FUCK ME LIKE A WHORE!" *SLAP* "UGHH! YEAH SLAP THAT ASS! Jess? Tyler be a good boy and come join us! I'd love to suck a big, strong man dry while your father uuughhhhohh! Ruins my pussy!"

The wet clapping of flesh echoed through the house and Jess felt the teen's erection rub the back of her rear. She instinctively pressed back against it and grunted, looking back and up at him with a lusty gaze, "You can't do it. We promised we'd be good." Almost immediately contradicting herself she rubbed her ass against his cock and shuddered.

"She's so fucking hot though!" Tyler moaned. Between the incredibly lewd sounds upstairs and his Step-Sister's rubbing he was about to lose it all and fuck Jess senseless. "God I'm so horny!"

"Me too! But you promised!" Jess saw indecision in his eyes and sighed. She turned and rubbed her chest along his body down to his thighs, pulling his shorts down. "You fucking owe me!" Then she enthusiastically shoved his dick into her mouth, looking up at him and pulling her tits out while shamelessly blowing him. "Glk!Glk! Glak! Glmp!" The brunette teen choked, surprising herself with her own enthusiasm and remembered even if she was way more of a slut now she still lacked the experience. However seeing him in throes of bliss and passion was too hot and she kept **** herself, feeling her eyes water. Her hand fell down her shorts and felt how incredibly wet she was, teasing herself while she got her forbidden man off. It was so fucking hot. She was acting like such a slut, **** on her step-bro's giant dick. Just like the pornos. Her watering eyes soon caused her makeup to begin running and Tyler looked down at her ruined face with a dirty smirk. He liked her looking like this.

"Guess your sexy ass mom heard the song."

"Mmpffhh!" she responded deep throating him before **** again, air exploding from her nose.

"So she's a slut just like you then, huh?"

"Mhmmm," Jess moaned on his dick realizing he was right. Her mom was indeed very curvy and had incredibly strong badass milf energy, hidden away by a prim and proper attitude. But not anymore. She even wondered if her mom would help her practice with a woman....?

"GGGGLLLLLLLLKFPH!" Hot ropes of cum gagged and stuffed her throat soon filling her cheeks, white salty treat slipping down the corner of her mouth. Lazily enjoying her own orgasm she fell backwards onto her back and looked back up at the strong stud that just took her mouth. No longer did she care about boundaries. They still promised to take a day off but if she was still slutty after that she was blowing him the moment sunlight hits the window!

The once motherly voice shrieked above them, "OHH YES I'M THERE! CUM ON BABY! PAINT MY PUSSY! COAT MY INSIDES YOU FUCKING STUD! UGHH! YESS RIGHT THERE! UUUUUGHHHHH! OH YOU TOO! YES! Holy baby! That's a massive load! You trying to knock this bad slut up?"

Jess turned and saw her Step-father, chiseled, confident and packing stand at the top of the stairs looking down at her. "If you make daughters as hot as you do maybe I might." Her eyes absorbed him, he called her hot. Her perky bigger tits hanging out she waved like a little schoolgirl waving to her crush for the first time, cum dripping from her mouth. Blushing she covered herself and bolted to the living room.

Tyler also realized his father was looking down at them, his own cock hanging out and pulled his shorts up not sure what to say. His hot step mom peeked over the stair and winked at him. His father chuckled and wiped his wife's face with his wet dick, "I'm proud of you, son. Sluts like these need to be put in their place so they can be satisfied."

Unsure what to say he smiled awkwardly at the couple and raced over to the living room as well.