Unbidden tears welled into her eyes and streamed, unnoticed down her smooth, young cheeks. An overwhelming feeling of shame flooded through her… a feeling that her mother had no right to do what she was doing.
That, somehow, her mother's lewd act involved her, also. It was, in her mind, as though her mother had betrayed her… betrayed her in the cheapening act of taking another man into her bed, into her father's rightful place.
Again, her mother's voice came to her where she stood listening at the connecting bathroom door. Her mother's voice was different. It was agonized, strained… straining and full of desire and passion. "Fuck me, God Damn it! You're only teasing me…frustrating me! I want your c-cock fucking me in the cunt! Come on! Fuck me… that's what you're here for… isn't it?"
The strange man's voice: "Not yet, baby… I've got something else Iwant to do… first!"
"Wh-what…?" Her mother's tremulous voice.
"I'm going to fuck you in the mouth!"
Charity was shocked again. She hadn't realized that her mother could use such language. On rare occasion, she had heard her father use those obscene words — Donnie used them, too — but never had she heard her mom use the vile words. Dear God!
Her mother was answering, "All right… I guess I can s-suck you off!"
"You misunderstood me! I said that I'm going to fuck you in the mouth! Get up on the bed!"
A horrible vision of the humiliating act the stranger described passed through Charity's mind. She shuddered. Dear God! That's awful… I–It's obscene… and d-dirty! How could Mom… d-do it…? Ugh!
Her mother's voice, again: "My God… that's inhuman…"
Charity heard the loud crack of flesh being slapped, cruelly. Oh! He's slapping her… forcing her to do it!
There was the faint rustling sound of a body moving on the bed, the groan of the bedsprings as the second person got onto the bed. That would be the man, she decided.
"That's more like it! When I pay a whore… I expect her to do what I want to do… otherwise, there's going to be Hell to pay!"
Charity had to cover her mouth to stifle her gasp of surprise and dismay. How much more could she stand? Oh, my God! My God! It's not j-just a-adultery… Mom… i-is doing it f-for m-money… s-selling herself…! Mom i-is a-a… Whore… a wh-whore…! Ooooooooh! Mother!
The anguish in the girl's heart was immeasurable! Her senses whirled, and for several moments, it seemed, her whole life went into a tailspin, crashing to earth with tremendous force. She was crushed. The knowledge was almost unbearable that her own mother was nothing but a prostitute, a whore… a woman of the streets… a low woman. Her own mother had sunk to the lowest rung of humanity!
Again, the stranger was speaking: "Open your mouth, baby, or do you want another across the face?!"
"God, n-no…!" Her mother.
There was a few moments of silence on the other side of the closed door before the man spoke again. "You can go ahead and suck like that… if you want to, but I'm going to do the work, baby! I'mgoing to ram my cock down that sweet mouth of yours… fuck your mouth like a cunt!"
In her shocked and stunned condition, Charity moved as one in a trance. There was something in her that made her want to see for herself… her eyes, alone, would give the lie to her ears. It wasn't really possible that her mother could allow herself to be debased in such an unnatural and cruel way! Stealthily, her hand crept to the doorknob and found it in the darkness. She turned the knob, praying that it would make no noise. The door opened, silently, and swung toward her an inch or two, her eye peering through the crack with fright, the fear pounding in her. It was not necessarily the fear of being discovered in her spying, although that was something she did not want; rather, it was the fear that her eyes would reveal the corroborative truth of that which her ears had already heard.
The bedroom was dimly lighted, but she could see, clearly, the obscene tableau on her parents' bed. Her mother was stripped completely naked; her white, tapering thighs spread wide to reveal the moist, pink furrow of her femaleness, and the nude, solid and stock figure of the stranger sat astride her mother's chest, her full, rounded breasts crushed, cruelly, under his fleshy buttocks. Then, her frightened, watching eyes swung to her mother's face where she saw the lewd spectacle of the thick, hard penis that was absorbed to the hilt in the tiny, red-lipsticked and ovaled lips of her mother's mouth.
Oh, God! It's true! He's doing it… doing what he said he was going to do! He's got his thing in morn's mouth… and… and… d-doing it like he would down b-below… i-in her v-vagina…!
Charity watched, now with perverse fascination, as she saw the man begin to withdraw his hardened rod until just the head of it remained just inside her mother's mouth, and she saw that the inner flesh of her lips was pulled out, a ragged line of the tender, pink flesh showing around the thick hugeness of him. He was speaking, again, now: "Now, keep your lips just like that… tight, but not too tight!"
She saw her mother's lips turn in, now, the flesh stuffed back in, as the hard rod of male flesh slid deeply into her mouth and throat, burying itself far down into the confines of her warm working throat. Again, he withdrew it, only to plunge his rampaging cock powerfully down and in, between the cruelly tortured lips of her mother's roundly stretched mouth, until she was sure that she would gag or suffocate with the unnatural invasion.
Then, he established a regular rhythm, fucking in and out with long, powerful strokes, his cock disappearing each time, until his bristly pubic hair covered her mother's nose and mouth, and she saw her mother close her eyes.
Did she close her eyes in shame… to blot out the lewd debasement to which she was being subjected… or was it because of erotic stimulation, a perverse, masochistic pleasure she obtained from the lewd act? Charity didn't know, could not fathom her mother's reaction to this whole sordid affair. What would she, Charity, have done… if she were in her mother's place? Swiftly, the thought came and went. She tried to visualize herself in her mother's place. It was useless. She could not imagine it… could not take her mother's position and allow such an obscene act to be perpetrated upon her.
Mom… how can you let it go on? Dear God… sh-should I do something… make a noise… let them find out that I–I've been watching… a-and make a big s-scene…? I–I could do it real easy… but, then… Mom would kn-know that I–I know a-all about h-her… and what good would that d-do…?
The girl knitted her brows in deep thought as she watched. Her decision was a hard one to make, but, instinctively, she knew that she was making the right one. No! I–I'll never l-let her kn-know…! But, I–I can't stay here… live in this h-house with h-her… knowing what I–I d-do…!
Now, the movement of her mother's soft, smooth, white thighs caught her attention, and she watched with fascination as her beautifully sculpted columns began to move, rubbing back and forth sensuously against each other, her hips moving in undulant circles under her, erotically. This, the young girl saw and recognized. Her mother was sexually aroused!
It was a completely surprising revelation to her; the possibility that her mother could enjoy this unnatural oral coupling had not occurred to her.
Then, the truth of this shocking discovery was borne out for her, as she saw, now, that her mother's head had begun to move in opposition to the punishingly hard cock in her mouth, countering his fucking movements, her lips seeming to tighten around the thick hardness of him and her cheeks beginning to hollow in and out with vigorous sucking movements. Oh God! Her mother was helping him! She was a participant!
Above her mom, now, the man was panting, his face contorted with the agony of his need for release. He was moaning aloud. He spoke then, the first sounds for several moments: "Just a little more… and I'll cum in that sweet little mouth of yours!"