The Hawks Start Nesting

Jason and Sandoz groused at each other all the way home, the male not outright yelling due to the things Moon was doing to him--all three were squashed in the front bench seat of the vehicle. Sandoz knew it of course and was pleased wth it actually; she felt Jason was getting too clingy and he needed some diversion. Jealousy only cause more problems, she thought.

Moon was licking his earlobe and making him squirm.
Vera-Ellen was out the door in a flash of denim and wild blonde hair, chattering and giggling. They all went back inside to tell Mother Firefly how it went and have some iced tea, then followed Baby up to her room. She wanted to show them something and was excited about it. Chained to her massive bed were two young women, batter and bleeding. One was alive, the other, not. Jason's dark eyes grew wide at this casual display of violence; a criminal himself, he nevertheless only used violence to get away or keep out of trouble. He never thought of it as fun.

"Cutiepie, you look tense," Baby observed, cocking her yellow-haired head at him and doffing her cowboy hat, putting it on the dead girl's head. "You should relax." She leaned forward, round breast bulging out of her halter top, and began kissing him. "It's so much better with a captive audience," she breathes, chuckling.
Feminine hands were all over his person, unbuttoning his shirt and directing him to the bed. Wrinkling his nose at the odor of the dead female inhabiting the other side he was soon sidetracked with little kisses up and down his neck and chest. He hadn't even took notice of Sandoz slipping out, grinning. She went downstairs to get something to eat and let dear Jason work his frustrations out. "I'm surprised to see that handsome boy alive," Mother told her as she warmed some meatloaf for the redhead.

"He's lucky, hahaha," she answered. "Otis may kill him yet." Several awkward moments passed and she found the matriarch looking pointedly.

"My dear one," Mother sighed, heavily made-up face serious. "You have to make a choice."

"I know," conceded Sandoz.

"If you love that boy, you have ta go away with him, or send him away."

"But I don't wanna!"

"You can't have yer purty and yer ugly, too."
Hours later, yawning, Sandoz makes her way up to Baby's room to see if Jason was still there, and he was, with Moon and Baby on either side of him. They all must've had some tiring loveplay, they were naked and snoring in deep repose. The big woman doffed her clothes and crawled in amonst the snoring and slumbering bodies. She nudged the whimpering teenage girl aside, who had broken her voice screaming and simply gibbered and croaked occasionally at this point.
J
ason woke with a press of soft yet firm bodies around him. "Mmmm," went Moon, brown hair shagged up. He glanced over and saw the familiar, comforting redhead asleep with them, her rounded curves visible under the sheets. Then he became aware of another presence in the room--a long slender arm slithered across his chest, then something cold and sharp was pressed against his throat. "Well now," hissed a man's voice very softly. "Havin' a lil fun, are we?"

Lank, pale hair brushed the side of Jason's face. "You have what it takes, youngun. But you still have one..very...important thing to learn."

"Wh-what's that?," the dark haired man whispers.

"Who's the fuckin boss round here."
The lad risks a peek to his right and was greeted with Otis' craggy face close to his own. He'd never been so afraid in his life; the knife blade was still on his throat. The madman's hand never wavered, in fact he was practiced at this the fine art of intimidation. "I call the fuckin' shots here," declared the psycho.
"She loves me," said Jason, then gulped after he said it.

Surprisingly, Otis chuckles softly. "She loves all of us, dumbass. We're family. But let's talk about summin more important: me. Am I gonna have to kill yer sorry ass?"
"Otis, don't," came Sandoz's low-pitched voice.

"Bitch, I wasn't talkin' to you."

"Uh, you were talking ABOUT me an' I don't appreciate it!" At her raised voice the others awoke, Baby groaning at more Otis drama. God, he could be retarded sometimes. Moon jolted upwards, tense as a bowstring and looking from Otis to Jason to San.

"We were just havin' a lil talk about the family situation," Otis says, blade remaining where it was at. "Ain't that right?"

"God, I don't wanna die," Jason squeaked.

"You fuckin asshole," snaps Sandoz, crawling over Baby and leaning across her boyfriend's chest, deftly siezing the huge knife from Otis' grip, throwing it across the room to embed itself in the wall. She had hold of his wrist in a vise grip and he twisted, trying to free himself. Still shirtless he bore the marks she'd left on him nearly a day before. They were soon kissing each other like mad over Jason's prone body.

Baby twisted her ringlets around her finger, looking over at the terrified girl grinning. She burst into tears. Jason's eyes were wide at this fevered, passioned display and Moon was entranced.

After a few minutes Jason's hands seemed to move of their own accord, caressing his woman, stroking Moon's thigh to have her purr back at him. Otis's long hair tickled his side as the pasty man rose and shucked his tight bellbottoms off, never taking his mouth off Sandoz all the while. She meanwhile had begun running her hand up and down Jason's hardening member. Otis swung himself onto the increasingly crowded bed, hand splayed on the darkhaired lad's smooth chest. It sent a jolt through the young man's system even as Baby tongued Moon's nipple..

Sandoz finally came up for air then began kissing Jason, eliciting impassioned moans from him. Otis entered the scarlet-haired woman from behind, sliding in her wet softness, his bony hands planted firmly on her wide hips pulling her toward him. The brunette slid past Otis and fastened her mouth on Jason's engorged manhood, in between Sandoz and the boy. Baby undid the captives gag and put her face between her legs. She was so wet and ready.

This went on for some time until Moon rolled back over, kissing Otis along the way, and found Baby again. She pushed the poor half-dead girl out of the way and began licking at the blonde's eager pussy. The pale snake then pulled out of Sandoz and started giving it to Moon as she was bent facefirst in Baby's crotch. The darkhaired girl gave a little squeal of surprise and pleasure. "It's about fuckin' time," gasped the blonde, grinding her hips.

Everyone got off about a half dozen times before they collapsed, exhausted, in a human knot.