0 comments/ 262989 views/ 16 favorites Incest By: Salteena Author's warning: 'Incest' is not a 'nice' Salteena story. I am as guilty as anybody is of making incest romantic. Sometimes it is like that. Brother and sister, father and daughter, mother and son, or other close relatives get together in a loving sexual relationship and no harm is done. Even the 'risks' are less of an issue in these days of widely available birth control. But, sadly, for every single loving incestuous relationship, there are ninety-nine others resulting from the abuse of familial power. Or from just plain taking advantage of someone who has not got the mental capacity to understand what is happening to them. If the object of your incestuous desires is not a respected, equal partner and 100 percent willing right from the start, you are on the left-hand path. * * * * * It starts out with 'accidental' touching. Maybe you are finding it hard to get a girlfriend. Or maybe your girl has just dumped you. Or maybe you have a girl, but no matter how hard you try, she won't put out for you. But there is this chick right here on your doorstep. At 18, she's usually younger than you are. Probably she is not the high school prom queen. She may be a little plump, or is too skinny, has to wear glasses or her skin isn't smooth and clear like it is in the TV ads. Or she may not be doing very well in class at school. Whatever it is, something there makes her feel less than good about herself. And that 'something' gives you an edge. Like most teenagers, you and your sister are expected to do chores around the house. The most common job is clearing the table and washing the dishes after family meals. The kitchen is not very large. There are many opportunities to let the back of your hand brush on your sister's butt as you walk past. When she is doing the washing up and you are drying, you lean close to her while you are fetching a plate from the draining rack and let your front press against her. Your sister doesn't seem to mind. Sometimes she giggles and tells you to stop fooling around. You even start to build the impression that she likes it. Then one day, you go a bit too far and grab her tit. Your sister yelps and drops a dish on the floor, smashing it into a hundred pieces. Your mother comes into the kitchen to see what has happened and your sister tells her, "(Your Name) touched me on my chest and made me drop it!" A questioning session ensues. You deny everything, calling your sister a rotten liar and say that she is only making her accusation up so that she won't be punished for breaking the dish. Woman believes woman, they always do. You are sent to your room in disgrace to wait for your father to come home from work and deal with you. You are mad at your sister and vow to make her pay. But at the same time, the memory of the fleshy, soft, rubbery texture of your sister's breast lingers in your fingertips. You push your jeans and underwear down to your knees and stroke your cock hard as you imagine your sister naked with her legs spread, begging you to stick it in her tight little snatch. Your hot cum spurts up over your belly. You only just have time to clean up before your father comes into your room and threatens you with a good hiding if you ever molest your sister like that again. You are grounded for a week, fuelling your desire for revenge. You bide your time. The storm blows over. Everybody forgets the incident except you. Every night you jack off in bed imagining scenario after scenario. In every scene, your sister does unimaginable things and debases herself in unimaginable ways to get your hot dick in her belly, in her ass or in her mouth. Your sister probably curves nicely in some of the right places. Maybe she has nice tits, or a tight rounded ass. Or maybe she has a tight waist and flaring hips, or fantastic legs. But, in your mind, she now has great 'everything' and you are determined to have her; just like in your imaginings. Your parents are going out for the evening with friends and will not be back until late. You and your sister are old enough to be left in the house on your own. Your parents have left the two of you like this before. You are sitting watching TV, or maybe a video. Your sister is sat in an armchair a few feet away. You look over at her, at the way she is sat curled up in her chair, at her ass, at her tits. Your sister is wearing jeans and a tank top. Her top is tight around her boobs, as are her jeans around her ass. You can see the lines of her bra and her panties underneath the cloth. Your cock tingles and starts to stir in your pants. You stand and walk over to her. You kneel over her in her chair, your knees on either side of her hips. "What are you doing (Your Name)?" she asks you. There is alarm in her voice and in her eyes. Your cock is a thumping bar in your pants. You are not concerned about her fear. You will make her even more afraid after this. Your sister tries to push you off, but you are much stronger than she is. You force her hands back behind her head. In that position, you can use your superior weight to hold both her hands there with just one of yours. Holding her arms back and up lifts her breasts tautly. Her nipples are sticking out under her top, not with desire, but from fright. With your free hand, you raise her tank top up over her chest at the front. She wails, "No! Please (Your Name) don't!" You ignore her. She says, "I'll scream!" and you tell her that there's nobody to hear her. When she threatens to tell your parents, you tell her that you doubt it very much. Then you lift away your sister's bra and set her tits free. They look and feel exactly like you imagined. You squeeze and rub the smooth, resilient flesh in your palm. You roll her nipples between finger and thumb, and tug at them. Your sister turns her head to one side. Her eyes are tightly closed. She is biting her lower lip and crying. And she is deeply ashamed that her nipples are responding to what you are doing to them. You feel the urgent tingle in your groin become more acute. You are going to cum, but you don't want to soil your underwear. Quickly, you unzip your chinos and get your throbbing cock out. It looks red and angry in your hand. You rub it urgently in your fist and the excruciating blasts hit you. Your jism spurts out of your balls in hot sticky streams and lands all over your sister's tits and ribcage. She shudders with horror and the knowledge of what the slimy fluid is, but you take no notice. You milk out every drop and rub the slippery tip of your cock on her skin. You get back to your feet and look down at her. Your sister is still sobbing. Her eyes are still tightly closed. Your sexual slime covers her skin in glistening streaks. You put your cock back in your pants and go to the kitchen. You fetch paper towel for her to clean herself with. You also bring the long, sharp carving knife. You force your sister to open her eyes and look at you. You tell her that she needs to be careful doing the washing up. Perhaps a sharp knife might slip and cut off a finger or two, or perhaps something else. A large damp patch appears on her jeans between her legs. It is not caused by desire for you. Your sister has pissed herself with fear. To reinforce your threat, you nick the underside of her tit with the point of the knife. A tiny trickle of her blood runs downs her chest and mingles with your sperm. You both agree that you will look after her and make sure that such terrible things do not happen, just as long as she says nothing about anything you do to her to your parents. She takes the paper towel from you. Holding it against the mess on her chest your sister runs sobbing to her room. She stays there for the rest of the evening. You sit down in the chair she has just vacated and carry on watching whatever is on the TV screen. You are satisfied, for now. The next morning, you catch up with your sister just before she goes into the kitchen for her breakfast. You hold up your hand with just the little finger and the one next to it extended. The other two fingers and your thumb give the impression they have been severed at the middle joint. The terrified look in your sister's eyes tells you that she will heed the warning. Smiling brightly as if you haven't a care in the world, you walk into the kitchen with her and greet your mother. You constantly remind your sister that you are there. When nobody is watching, you take a handful of tit and squeeze it roughly or you pinch and pat her ass. One day after school when she has not yet had the chance to change into her jeans, you slip your hand up under her skirt and cup her snatch in your fingers. You press her back against the kitchen counter and rub your thumb back and forward in her groove, forcing her cotton panties up inside her. And always, you remind her about the knife. The next time your parents say they are going out, your sister begs to be allowed to go and stay at a friend's house. But your parents can see no good reason, especially as the next day is Sunday and you all have to make an early start in the morning to go and visit your grandparents. You sidle up to her afterwards and murmur that you think she has been very disloyal, and for that, you must punish her. You are sitting in the lounge after your parents have left. You sister is quaking in her chair. You can almost smell her fear. You make no move on her. Let her tremble for a little while longer, there is plenty of time! She begins to think she is safe. She gets up warily and leaves the lounge. You know that your sister is going to her bedroom. That is precisely what you want her to do! After a few moments you go to the kitchen and get the carving knife. Your sister's bedroom door is shut, but it cannot be locked. You turn the knob and push the door open. She is hiding in the dark. The light from the hallway illuminates her, sat with her back against the bed head and her knees drawn up to her chest. She sees the light glinting off the blade in your fist and she moans softly. You put the knife on the floor by the doorframe. The threat of it is just as ominous there as it would be closer to her. Plus, the thing is well out of her reach should she suddenly get brave. You walk up to her bedside and snap on the lamp. Soft light floods the room. Your cock is hard. It sticks up inside your pants, pushing them out in front. You take hold of it and your balls in your fist and shake them obscenely in her face. "Please leave me alone, (Your Name)," she begs faintly. Your only response is to tell your sister to take off her top. She begs again, but you insist. Reluctantly, ashamed, she accedes, pulling the baggy cotton tee shirt she is wearing off over her head. "Now the bra!" you order her. With her face a deep pink, your sister reaches behind her back and unsnaps the hooks. You flick the straps from her shoulders and the cups fall from her tits. Her nipples crinkle in the cool air. "Now my pants!" "Noooo!" You look towards the knife, gleaming by the doorway. Her eyes follow yours and she sobs under her breath. "Do it!" you tell her. She undoes your belt okay, but your sister's hands are shaking so much she is unable to undo the fastening at your waist and you have to help her. Her tits jiggle and bounce as she unzips your chinos and your cock surges harder than ever. While she pulls your pants down your legs, your reach down to grasp the warm dangling cones in your fists. Your leaning forward brings the hard shaft inside your underpants up against her cheek. Your sister tries to pull her head back out of the way, but you release one breast to clasp the back of her head and hold her there while you rub yourself on her cheek. She lets out a sobbing cry of protest, but to no avail; you are implacable in your lust. You only release your sister to tell her to pull your underpants down. She closes her eyes and turns her head away, but she does what she is told. Your heavily bobbing cock almost bangs against her cheek and you consider rubbing it against her again, this time bare flesh to bare flesh. But then you decide to leave that until later. You tell your sister to lie down on her back. Meekly, she acquiesces. You kneel astride her chest and mash her tits in your palms like you did last time. Your pre-cum drips from your knob and dribbles onto her chest. And like before, her nipples harden and swell in reply to your attentions. You tell her to take hold of your cock and jack you off. "Nooooo! (Your Name), don't make me do that, please!" she wails. So you grab her wrists and carry her hands to your shaft. You clasp her fingers around it and teach her how to massage you. It does not take long for her soft hands to bring you to a climax and you shoot your sticky load all over her. Your cock is starting to go soft, but you are hungry for another cum. Your sister thinks that now you have done your business you will leave her alone, but she is wrong. You move up astride her face and press the tip of your cock against her lips. She squeals and tears her mouth away, but you grip handfuls of her hair and force her to make her mouth accessible. "Open up!" you demand. She shakes her head and makes a moan through her clenched lips of "Noooo!" or at least that is what it sounds like. You wrench her hair fiercely, making her scream with pain. You shove your cock into her open mouth. "Bite me and I'll cut your whole tit right off!" you warn her. "Now suck!" Your sister sobs unendingly. Her tears soak her pillow, but she sucks on your knob and brings you back to stiffness. And then you fuck and fuck her face until you pump your salty sperm against the back of her throat. Only then do you release her. Before leaving your sister's bedroom, you take the knife and nick her under the other breast as a reminder of what you will do to her if she tells anyone. Lying in bed and reviewing the night's exploits, you hear your sister take a long shower and then brush her teeth for a good fifteen minutes. You drift off to sleep thinking 'But, this is only the beginning my little darling! Just you wait until next time!" In the morning, you make sure to meet your sister before she gets to see your parents. You stare into her eyes and grab hold of and lift her tit. You circle it around the side and base with the point of your index finger and draw your breath in a sucking/slicing sound through your front teeth. She is very subdued for the rest of the day. Your mother asks your sister if she is unwell, but, conscious of the searching look you have focussed on her, she says that she is okay. You get bolder. Your parents are downstairs watching TV. You are undressed and ready for bed in just your boxer shorts. Your cock is already hard with anticipation. You hear your sister go to the bathroom to have a pee and clean her teeth. You know she will be dressed in her pyjamas, or maybe a nightie. The bathroom has a lock, but there is no key. The unwritten rule in your house is if the bathroom door is shut, someone is in there. If in doubt, knock before entering. You know your sister is in the bathroom and you do not bother to knock. The tinkle of water in the toilet bowl stops abruptly as you slip inside and close the door behind you. Your sister is sat on the toilet seat with her pyjama bottoms and her panties around her ankles. You press your index finger to your lips and say "Shhhhh…don't mind me." Your sister is horrified that you have violated such a private moment. Her face is bright red with embarrassment. You walk right up to her and hook her clothes away from her ankles with your foot. Then your push your legs in between hers and force them apart. Your stiff cock bobs inside your boxer's just inches from her face. She cannot tear her frightened eyes off it. You look down at her hairy little snatch. Making her spread her legs has stretched her pussy lips open and her hood is sticking out. She has tiny droplets of pee clinging to her cunt hairs. You tell her to dry herself and you watch her while she does it. You move back and tell your sister to go and clean her teeth. She tries to retrieve her pyjama bottoms and panties, but you kick them away from her to the other side of the room. With downcast eyes, she makes her way to the washbasin and rinses her hands. She reaches for her toothbrush and the toothpaste, but before she can use it, you move right in close behind her and press up against her peachy little ass. You slide your hands up under her pyjama top and take hold of her bare, unfettered tits. She knows there is no future in trying to protest. Your sister supports herself with her hands on the top of vanity unit and lets you fondle her. You press your cock into her ass crack. Her warmth and sexy firmness gets to you through your boxers. You tell her to reach behind her and take you out. She murmurs, "Please stop, (Your Name). Why are you doing this to me?" but she undoes all of your buttons just the same and your cock pops free. You press your hot flesh into her deep cleft and hump against her. Pre-cum dribbles from your knob providing lubrication and your shaft slides up and down making sticky sloshing sounds on her skin. It feels fantastic! Your sister's tears make plopping noises as they fall on the vanity top. You twist her nipples between finger and thumb and order her to tuck your cock between her legs. "Oh God! No!" she moans desperately, but her fingers take hold of your tool and point its slippery head into the gap at the apex of her thighs. You press in, rubbing your cock against her pussy lips. You simulate fucking her, but it is very unsatisfactory. Your lubrication is not enough, and you sister's snatch is very dry. You know it won't be long before one of your parents decides to come upstairs to check on you both. You pull away from her and your sister breathes a sigh of relief. But it is premature. You tell her to go and sit on the toilet seat again. Quickly, you shuck off your boxers so that you are completely naked and walk up to her. You stand astride her legs and present your cock to her mouth. Your sister knows there is no escape. She opens her jaws and lets you push your cock inside. You know that she can taste and smell herself on your flesh and hairs, and that makes it doubly exciting. When your cum finally shoots from you, you hold her head and force her to swallow. Then you leave her to finish her ablutions and go to bed. From your room you hear her retching into the toilet bowl, trying to vomit up your sperm. Your parents have to go to a PTA meeting. They will only be gone for an hour and a half, but that is time enough. Your sister tries to hide in her room, but you go and get her to come to the lounge. You sit in your favourite chair with her standing before you. You get your cock out and begin to stroke it. First, you point at her tee shirt. She flushes bright red, but she takes it off. Next, you indicate her bra. She closes her eyes and frees her breasts. You tell her to play with her nipples, "Make them hard!" She complies. Her teats swell and darken under the stimulus of her fingers. A pulse hammers at the side of her neck. You order her to take her jeans and panties off. Moving like a zombie, she obeys. You have broken your sister's will to resist. You tell her to hold her arms out wide and turn around so that you can look at all of her. You tell her to face away from you and bend over to touch her toes. Then you tell her to stay like that, but to reach back and pull her ass cheeks apart with her hands. You lean forward and examine the hairy, plump folds of her snatch and the brown-pink little star above in minute detail. She can feel your breath on her and goosebumps appear on her skin. You run your fingernail lightly over her little puckered shit hole, making her jump, and ask her if she would like you to stick your tongue in there, and afterwards, your cock. Incest "Don't be so disgusting!" she sobs, the first words she has spoken since you got her here. You reach around her and grasp her swollen, dangling nipples in your fingernails. You grip hard, making her gasp with pain and ask her the question again. Faintly: "Yes, (Your Name), I would love you to lick my bottom and stick your cock inside." She learns quickly! "How far in?" She sobs, "All the way, as deep as it will go." "Good girl!" you tell her and pat her buttock approvingly. "Pity we don't have enough time for that tonight." You tell your sister that she can stand up again. You get out of your chair and instruct her to sit down. "Spread your legs wide, " you demand. And when she complies, you tell her to play with herself, "Show me how you make yourself cum when you're being a filthy dirty slut in bed on your own!" She denies that she does anything like that, but the way your sister touches her pussy reveals that she masturbates and knows all the ways to pleasure herself. She pulls back her hood and massages the doorway to her cunt, bringing forth her moisture. She moves her wet fingertips to her clit and rubs it with feathery touches. She pushes two fingers deep into her wet hole and fucks herself on them. Her cunt smell fills the room. Her eyes are fast closed. Her excitement rises. She is jerking her pelvis rapidly. She is getting close to cumming. Her juices run down the crack of her ass and stain the seat of your chair. She has forgotten you are watching her. Therefore, it is time for a reminder. All the while you have been watching your sister get herself off, you have been stroking your cock, getting closer and closer to blowing your wad. You lean over her and rub your cock furiously. The leaping convulsions start, ejecting your semen in pearly streams. You direct the shooting, sticky mess all over your sister's soaking cunt hairs and flying fingers. She doesn't realise what you have done at first, and carries on masturbating and pushing your sperm into her fuck-hole. When the truth finally strikes home, it is too late. She is totally out of it in the midst of her orgasm. All she can do is wail at you and call you a lousy bastard. She has another problem as well. When she is cleaned up and dressed again, your sister has to sit in your chair until all her pussy stains have dried out with her body heat. This gets her into deep shit with your mother, who keeps nagging at her to go to bed, because it is a school day the next day. But your sister dare not move! It is a while before your parents go out for the evening again. But you constantly remind your sister of what is on store for her. You make a point of grabbing her snatch through her jeans now and then, and tell her to keep it wet and juicy for when you fuck her. You grab her hand and rub it on your groin, telling her to feel the size of your hard cock and to imagine how it will feel when you split her open. Your parents announce that they are going out with friends for dinner, but your sister evades you by getting permission to go and stay the night with a girl friend from school. In the ensuing days, you barrage her with quiet questions about her and her friend masturbating in front of each other, and licking each other's smelly little pussies and fucking each other with their fingers. "Why do you have to make everything so dirty?" she sobs, "We don't do anything like that! We are just friends!" You catch her in the bathroom several times. You squeeze her tits. You hump her ass. You force her to push the handle of her toothbrush up inside her snatch and fuck herself with it. You make her swallow your cum. You get her to make herself wet then rub your cock against her pussy until you spurt your cum down the insides of her thighs. You give her no rest from the pressure. Your sister becomes your slave, not a willing slave, but one who is very submissive. Her day of destiny comes. As soon as your parents leave in the car, you say to your sister, "You know what I am going to do to you now, don't you?" She nods despondently. You tell her to go to her room, "Get undressed and make yourself ready." She knows that 'make yourself ready' means that she is to make herself wet with her fingers. When you get to her room, your sister is laid out naked on her bed with her legs spread wide and her fingers working on her snatch. The clever girl has put a towel underneath her to catch any blood from when you bust her cherry. Her fingers make slushy wet sounds in her folds as she plays with herself. Sharp, fishy, woman smells strike your nostrils and your cock strains harder. You kneel between her spread thighs and lift her legs. You and push them back to expose her wide stretched pussy and her asshole. You tell your sister to take hold of your cock. "Tell me what you want!" you order her. "I want (Your Name) to fuck me!" She is looking you boldly in the face. "Which hole do you want it in?" you ask. "Do me in my cunt first, "she whispers quietly, placing the head of your knob at her wet little entrance. "Then, if you think you're man enough, you can fuck my ass." Is she challenging you? Is the worm turning? She let's out an, "Oooooomph!" of shock at your sudden, brutal lunge. Your cock destroys her hymen in the first thrust and she cries out with pain. You ram into her mercilessly, plundering her tight virgin channel with your hot, hard shaft. She lies there sullenly, not responding, just waiting for it to be over and done with. She lets you lift her legs and lock her ankles behind your back, but she does not answer you with her body. She lets you masturbate inside her, nothing more. You vow to yourself that in future you will teach her to me more responsive. In the meantime, you dump your load against her cervix and carry on humping until your cock softens and slips out. You roll off and lie on your back. Grabbing hold of her hair, you force your sister's face down to your sticky, slimy crotch and tell her to lick you clean you up and suck you hard again. She kneels over you. There is a red shadow of blood on her inner thighs, so she really was a virgin. You poke at her snatch with your fingers. You roll her hood in your fingertips and she lets out a soft groan around your cock. You push her hood back and find her clit. It is a tiny, fiery red dot. You get hold of it between the tips of your index finger and thumb and squeeze it. Your sister lets out another of those loud; "Oooooomph!" sounds. You do it again and she parts her legs obscenely and thrusts her cunt at your fingers. You squeeze and rub her hot spot again and again. Your sister sobs. She moans and begs you not to stop. Her legs are trembling violently. Her pussy juices pour from her all over your fingers and down your wrist. She cums with a piercing scream. And then she collapses on top of you. She has made you hard again. You slide out from under, leaving her laid on her face. You climb on top of her and poke your hard shaft into the cleft of her buttocks. Although she is still mostly 'out of it'; your sister waves feebly in the direction of the bedside table and mumbles something about "jelly". You find the small tube. It is a water-based lubricant for sexual use. She anticipated your next move and got some insurance in to make it easier on herself. Some of it has already been used, presumable to get her pussy ready. Your lust is running at a fever pitch. You tell her to spread her ass cheeks and anoint her butt-hole with some of the jelly. You squeeze a great dollop right on her anal star and shove it inside her with your fat middle finger. Her sphincter clamps like a vice around your finger. You hear her hiss, "Do you still want to stick your cock in here?" You coat your knob liberally with the jelly then push it at the entrance to her asshole. She keeps her doorway tightly shut. You growl at her, "Let me in, Bitch!" She gives in and lets you start to push inside. She moans at the pain, saying that it burns too much. Suddenly, your cock pops inside and slides a little way into her asshole proper. It is tighter and hotter than her cunt, but the walls are not as slippery. You push your cock in further and she sobs that you are hurting her, but you take no notice. You work your way in deeper and deeper. She continues to moan about the pain. Eventually you can go in no further. Your pubic hairs are pressed hard against her butt-cheeks. You lean over her and whisper in her ear, "Bite my cock and I'll cut both your tits off!" You make it last a long time. You don't care if you give your sister pain while you fuck her ass, but you are not foolish enough to risk damaging her rectal sheath. To do that would blow the secret of what you have been doing to her these last weeks. So you move carefully, and slowly, and you enjoy! And when you finally shoot your sperm, you shove your cock in as deep and as hard as you can. Your sister complains of pains in her stomach for the next few days. Both you and she know what the cause is, your sperm in her gut, but she does not let on in response to your mother's concern. Just to maintain the illusion, you find a girl, or you keep on taking your current girl out, whatever. But you don't really need any of that now; you have a home-grown fuck. Your sister is yours to have whenever you want, even if she is bleeding. Sometimes you make her cum with your fingers. And it's 'Bingo!' every time when you finally get around to eating her out. Months later, your sister even seems to enjoy you dominating her and having you stick your dick in her pussy, up her ass or in her mouth. Life is cool! Then one day your parents come home from the supermarket and find your sister hanging by her neck from a beam in the garage. And as she kicked in her final death throes, she even managed to half slice-off one of her tits. Incest It was 10:00AM when I arrived home, struggling to exit my car. An early morning lifting accident had seen to it that I would not finish the day. My back was killing me and I cursed mightily as I limped through the front door. Closing the door, I leaned heavily against the foyer wall, exhausted from the simple ordeal of driving home. "Anyone home?" I managed to croak out. Silence greeted me and I cursed again, struggling to push away from the wall. Slipping my shoes off, I limped and hobbled my way along the entry way. Half way to the bathroom, I reached to unbutton my jeans, relieving the pressure on my back and welcomed the release. "Oh God this ain't good." I muttered and turned into the bath in search of a pain killer or muscle relaxer. I released the waist band of my jeans, letting them drop to the floor. A groan of pain escaped my lips as I reached to paw through the medicine chest, in desperation. Excedrin was my reward and this time my curse was loud, "God Dammit - Abby where are you!" My self indulgent sister was always home, or so it seemed. "Why not today?" I thought, knowing fair well she'd have something more useful than Excedrin. "Better living through chemistry" was her motto and she was never with out a full compliment of – medicinal substances – how and where she got it all I never asked. But today I was screwed and hurting bad. I took the Excedrin and managed somehow to pull my feet from the jeans, but not without a major shooting pain. It started in my, left side, ass cheek and traveled up my back like lightning, sending a blinding flash across my eyes. I nearly fainted and was grabbing the sink, holding on for dear life, when my mother, Jean, walked in. "Jesus Joey – My God are you masturbating in the sink!" She screamed out. I looked up and saw her in the mirror. My face was flushed white, with pain, and I managed to get out two words, "My back!" before she was at my side. She said nothing about my nudity which, I'm sure, must have been the reason for her first comment, and grabbed me around the waist. Even in pain I noticed she was barely dressed herself. She ignored the fact that her sudden rush had exposed her freckled breasts, through the opened house coat. "Oh God mom help me – please tell me you have something!" I groaned out, as she reached for the medicine chest and pulled out the Icy Hot, her right breast wiggling just in front of my face and the left pressed into my back. "Don't move for Christ sake – Let me massage your back and then I'll get you into bed." I gave out a weak chuckle (which hurt to my surprise) at her comment – like moving at that point was an option I even, remotely, considered. She released her grip on my waist and dropped down behind me and seconds later I screamed, as she pressed her hands against my lower back, covered in the cold, menthol laced, Icy Hot. "Oh God Joey I'm sorry - I know it's cold but it won't be long. You'll feel the heat soon." She said as apologetic as she could and continued her massaging. "Your lower back is one big knot Joey. What the hell did you do?" She asked as her hands moved lower, now rubbing the top of my ass cheeks, kneading them hard and then moving up again. "Boxes...Big boxes..." I moaned and then cried out when she hit the real sore spot, "Oh God right there!" Mom eased up and stood to remove my shirt. As it dropped to floor I suddenly realized I was fully naked, standing in front of my mother! I felt the flush start to build on my face and then groaned when she pressed in closer, her warm tits doing a light dance on my back, just below of her hands. Her massage started at my upper back and work down. She slid her hands up to my shoulders and placed her thumbs along my spine and began to knead in circles as she worked down my back. Each circle created another moan or groan, depending on her location. She gave the small of my back extra time and then proceeded down, massaging my ass cheeks. My moaning deepened and I, gingerly, spread my legs slightly, letting my mother work her finger magic all the way down my legs. "Are you relaxing?" She asked softly, starting her descent down the curve of my ass to my ham string muscles. "Oh ya...Your hands are like heaven. God it feels good!" "I'm glad it's helping Joey and you're enjoying it." She replied, in a distant, almost unattached, voice and continued her rubbing. "Jesus mom I am...Maybe too much though." I replied as she started back up my legs. "Good – shut up! I'm enjoying it too and you may never get another massage from me if you don't be quiet and let me finish!" Mom was closing on the juncture of my legs when I asked, "Would you be up-set if I was getting an erection?" Following a long pause and her hands coming to a stop, she replied, "Why? Are you?" I nodded my head slowly answering her question, feeling my face blush once again. Her hands slowly rubbed up my ass cheeks and, softly, she tightened them around my waist. With a slow and deliberate movement, she gently turned me around. I wasn't looking at her face – it was her tit that popped out, pressing past my arm, that caught my attention. The nipple was hard and pink. Her breast jiggled slightly from the released arm pressure and a soft gasp escaped my lips. When I did look up I saw my mothers eyes riveted on my engorged cock, her lower lip trembling slightly. "No Joey...No I don't think your erection up-sets me at all." She said in a whisper and looked up staring straight into my eyes and then added, "Maybe I should get you to your room." I nodded in agreement and with her help hobbled my way out of the bath and into my room. I placed one arm around her neck and she slid an arm around my waist, placing her other hand on my belly just above my wavering erection. I concentrated on not falling over and she concentrated on my sex tool waving side to side in front of her. With concerted effort, we finally made my bed and using all the strength she could muster mom helped me lower to the bed, after pulling the bedding down. Accident or not her hand brushed my cock head and sent a wave a pleasure and pain through me, as I jerked at her touch. "Christ Joey – I'm sorry...I didn't mean to touch your...You wait – wait right here and don't move - I'll be right back!" (I didn't bother to chuckle or laugh.) She returned with extra pillows and her hands smelling of being freshly washed, the scent of Irish Spring, bar soap, hitting my nostrils. I looked up curious as to why she had washed her hands, but she paid no attention as she busily worked the extra pillows and turned to help me ease back on them, her robe parted even more allowing me an unobstructed view of her belly and shaved mound. When she had me comfortable, she eased down on her knees at the side of my bed and stared into my pain filled eyes. "Joey I'm your mother and I'm flattered you'd get an erection over my touch." She started out. "God mom I'm sorry - I didn't mean to it's just..." "I know baby but that will only aggravate your back more – you know the tension and all? Please trust me Joey, I know what I'm doing." and her hand slid down grasping my penis firmly. "I'm going to take that tension away and then you can get some rest." She said, turning her head to focus on what she held. My eyes went wide and I started to protest when she said, "You know your father used to get erections at the strangest times too." Her words seemed surreal to me, like coming from an adolescent dream and I moaned softly, closing my eyes, as the image of my mother's fingers rubbing my cock played across my retinas. I decided I didn't care and welcomed the warm relief of the Icy Hot and the soft strokes of my mother's hand. "That's right...Relax Joey - let it go. You have a beautiful penis – a lot like your father's, but bigger. Relax and I'll take the tension away." Her words poured out, sending hot waves of breath across my belly, as she gently lowered her head and rested it just above my stiff cock. The sharp pains in my back melted away, leaving a dull ache matching the ache I felt in my loins. I groaned loudly when she stopped rubbing and slid her hand down to grasp my balls and gently squeeze just as she sucked in my cock head. The feeling was exquisite and my cock throbbed hard over the attention of her lips and seconds later I cried out, sending a thick, creamy white, stream of cum shooting out, catching my mother by surprise! "Umm – Oh God – Umm Joey!" She cried out after jerking away from my pulsing cock, licking her lips as she quickly replaced her hand on my shaft and rapidly stroked it, "My God that was quick! You really needed that, didn't you!" I moaned over and over, unable to stop – my cock straining in her grasp sending load after load pouring out down over her fingers. When the cum slowed down, she tightened her fingers around my shaft and slid them to the top, squeezing as she went up forcing out the last small dribble and bent to lick it off. "Joey...I don't know what to say! I don't think I've ever seen that much cum before! My God son, no wonder your back hurts! You must feel more relieved...I did help right?" "I moaned softly, my eyes still closed, and reached out finding my mother's breast and softly rubbed it. "I feel great mom. You were awesome. I need to rest now..." I said drifting off, the effects of the aspirin, the rub down and the sexual release taking their toll. Mom's last words came through deepening sleep, again like a dream, "I'm glad I could help Joey...I'll send Abby in later to check on you." Her words faded away being replaced by a series of dreams, a mixture of back pain induced nightmares and sexual arousal and release by mother's hand. I woke up sweating, the sheets down around my ankles and my cock fully erect once again. I tried to get up and winced at the sudden back spasm, which quickly sent me back down to the bed, crying out in pain. I felt wretched, unable to move without pain and uncovered once again, naked to the world. I strained to hear any sounds in the house and felt some relief – it was quiet. I hoped that after a few minutes of relaxing I could at least regain the covers and what modesty I might still have, but that was not to be. "Hey you okay? I heard a scream." Abby's sweet voice asked, just as she appeared my doorway. "Oh God!" I groaned, watching Abby's diminutive frame step lightly into my room. My room was dim, filled with late afternoon shadows and I was thankful that from where she stood my nudity wasn't fully apparent. "Mom told me you had accident – hurt your...Back" Abby's words started out and then suddenly stopped, as she walked up, eyes wide, staring at my exposed erection. Without a word she reached to draw up the sheet, but exaggerated the movement, holding the sheet aloft and bending over, straining to view my stiff cock until the last moment, before covering me. "Ahem...Ah, can I get your...You – you anything?" She asked clearing her throat and giving me a wane smile and small shoulder shrug. I turned red and groaned, rolling my eyes thinking first mom and now Abby. Finally I regained some composure and asked Abby if she had anything for back pain and after a short pause apologized for what she seen. "Oh God...No really - I didn't mind – I mean, Jesus Joey I really didn't mind at all. Mom said you might need another back rub, but ya I'll get some Flexerall...They really help relax your back muscles. Wait here – I'll be right back!" I groaned again wondering if the women of this house were all trying to be comedians and watched Abby leave my room. Abby was all of 4' 11" tall, with a figure of a world class gymnast. That is except for her breasts. Below her beautiful face she sported a pair of 34Ds - a fact I was certain of after several dryer change outs and close inspection of things she wore. Several minutes later she returned, her close cropped Blonde hair bouncing along to her light steps. Her taught breasts jiggled beautifully under the sheer, light blue, string top and the matching French cut panties did nothing but harden my erection. She walked up holding a glass in one hand and a bottle of something else in the other and smiled. "Abbbby – what the hell?" "Oh God relax would ya, I just got comfortable. Here – take this, I'll rub your back afterwards. Hope ya don't mind but I can't stand the smell of Icy Hot. I brought some massage oil instead. I figure it's the rubbing that does the trick – right?" I kept my eyes focused on her face, as I took the Flexerall and swallowed water to wash it down, trying to discern if she knew more than she was letting on. Her face never changed and she kept the sisterly smile planted on her lips, finally taking the glass and setting it down. "Maybe we should skip the massage. Mom did a pretty good job a while ago, no need for you to put yourself out...Okay?" "Nonsense Joey – I'd love to! I really would and I know you'd be willing to help me if I hurt like you...Right?" She replied, reaching for the sheet. "Wait! Abby – I still have a..." My face flushed again, as I grabbed her hand stopping her. "Oooo Joey, yes you certainly do! Mom said you might..." She started to comment and then after a longing look at the bulge in my sheet she added, "Mom said she helped you relieve the tension this morning...Looks like you could use some help again." and grinned as she jerked the sheet away. "What the fuck? Mom told you she jerked me off?" I shouted, not believing what I'd just heard and tried desperately to cover my genitals. "Well...Not exactly. What she said was that you got pretty big while she massaged you and she calmed you down." The revelation sent me into shock and I lay there open mouthed as my sister pulled my hands away from my stiff cock and sighed. "Joey...Man - mom was right – you do get pretty tense. But let's get you rolled over and I'll worry about that other problem while I massage you." Gently, Abby removed the pillows and helped me roll over, exposing my backside and bare ass. It wasn't as traumatic as earlier in the day and I could feel the muscle relaxer kicking in. I still groaned and Abby slapped my ass playfully telling me not to be such a baby. "You're loving this way too much Abby!" I groaned out and turned my head towards the side of the bed where she stood. The blue strap top she wore came floating down past my face and Abby dropped to her knees, spreading the massage oil on my back. "Maybe...But I know you'll like it!" She replied and went to work. She was right – I did like it. Half way through the back rub she stood and bent over, putting more pressure on my back, as she worked down. Occasionally I got glimpses of her large breasts swaying back and forth as she worked. "Damn mom was right again – you're just one big knot down here!" Abby commented as she reached my lower back and buttocks. Alternately her hands disappeared in the crack of my ass as she kneaded both sides of my buttocks and then worked back and forth from my lower back to my ham string muscles. Suddenly the thought occurred to me, "Abby – Where the hell is mom?" "She'll be back after while...She told me I should give you whatever you needed." Abby replied and laughed softly adding, "So I am – am I doing okay Joey?" "Oh God...You have no idea Abby." Without warning Abby reached around my side and tugged gently, prodding me to roll over, dragging her full breasts across my back and side as I did so. "Feel better?" She cooed, her breasts hanging close to my face. I said nothing – I couldn't, my eyes were riveted on her lovely breasts, bare and gleaming with massage oil. "Why?" Was the only word that came to my lips. "Why? Why what Joey?" "God Abby don't play with me...You know what I'm talking about! Mom! You! Mom giving me a hand job...You massaging me - half nude! Why?" Abby's face lit up and in a blink of an eye she removed her panties, standing fully nude in front of me. "There is that better? I didn't think about it Joey...I'm sorry!" She responded as if she had answered the question. I covered my face with my hands and groaned out, "No! No – no – no! For God's sake Abby why are you so willing to be naked with me – to have sex with..." and she cut me off with a soft giggle. "Jeese a little dramatic aren't we? I'm just trying to make you feel better! Were you complaining when mom did?" Exasperated I gave out another groan, just as I felt Abby climb onto the bed. She snuggled in next to me and placed her head on my chest. "I love your cock Joey...It's just like mom said...Bigger than dad's and she said you cum really hard. I'd love to see – let me help you relax." "What? What the hell did you say Abby? Dad's? You've seen dad's..." I cried out not believing my ears and then suddenly recalled my mother's words, "...your father used to get erections at the strangest times..." "Joey you were young then..." Abby started out and the thought of my sister being nearly 10 years older than me suddenly hit me. I was eighteen – she was twenty-seven and still living at home. Dad had been gone for some time, taken from us in a car accident a couple of years back. I'd always thought Abby stayed because of mom, more or less. Finally, Abby's words came back to me, "...Daddy was – well a little different Joey. When I was eighteen, mom sat me down and tried to explain it to me...Something about how he couldn't control when and where he'd get an erection, but I never really got the picture until later. They'd kept things secret for years, but I finally saw it happen one day." I laid there nearly breathless listening to Abby explain how often dad would get an erection and that no matter where they were, mom would somehow, discreetly, get his penis out and stroke him into cumming. Abby explained that after she had caught them and fully understood what was happening she began to help mom, seeing her frustration. "Help? How Abby?" I asked dropping my hand to rest on her bare back. "Well – mostly helping to hide what was going on. Early on I faced away, but the moaning got to me and I eventually started to look and then full on watch." Abby explained and without a second worth of delay went on, "They never worried about me...Only you. If I was in the room, or where ever with them, mom would just pull dad's hard dick out and start working on him. If you were around they hurried to a place more secluded and asked me stand guard." "My God Abby!" I gasped, sucking in two quick breaths of air. "You know the funny thing was – when my involvement began - dad seemed to get a hard on four or more times a day. Mom joked he was starting to wear her out, but I saw the look in his eyes Joey." Abby continued her reminiscing. After a long pause, I felt Abby's small hand slide down and cover my cock head, her thumb softly rubbing the pre-cum around, before she went on, "We turned it into a game Joey...It was fun kinda – you know guessing when he'd get hard again? Mom and I would laugh about it when he wasn't around. And oh God – I just remembered the car!" "Car? What about it Abby?" I asked, uncertain if I really wanted to know, but my cock assured me I did, as it started to throb under Abby's light finger pressure. "Well...Oh God Joey it was the first time! You were at cousin Jeff's, staying the weekend. Anyway - mom, dad and I took off for town and I ended up in the middle of the front seat – God I'll never forget it. We were about a quarter of the way when I heard dad groan and I knew what was happening. I looked down and saw his shorts bulging. His eyes were all kind of glassy – you know? Anyway mom tried to reach past me and couldn't get him undone and she just looked at me...That question on her face." "Question?" "Ya – you know – can you please help him..." and she paused to look back at me. Incest "You mean mom wanted you to jerk him off!" I mumbled, not believing my ears. "Uhuh...Guess she figured I'd watched her so many times it wouldn't matter. It didn't really and that was the funny thing. I just smiled at her like she'd given me a present and turned to dad. He looked like he was in pain by the time I got his shorts unbuttoned and pulled him out! He had this death grip on the steering wheel and I squeezed him hard, pumping it – just like I watched mom do." She answered my question staring directly into my eyes, as she absently rubbed my rock hard cock. Slowly she broke eye contact and turned her head, sliding it to rest on my belly and I flinched when I felt her tongue flick out, probing the hole that now freely seeped pre-cum. "Ummm – he came real hard that day. I wasn't paying attention and was staring at his cock as I pumped it and all of sudden he just let go. It was a thick creamy stream that hit my face - just above my lips! Mom cried out in surprise and I started to laugh!" She said softly after pulling her tongue from the hole. In a barely audible whisper I asked Abby, "Did you ever have sex with him?" Abby sighed heavily and paused for sometime before responding. Her small fingers slid down my shaft and cupped my aching balls, as she replied, "Ya...Later on I did. Mom asked me one day if I would like to – she said dad had her sore and well...I agreed. We pretty much stopped jerking him off after that. He came quicker – a lot quicker and it was so easy. When we were out of the house it was hard though, but then anyone looking would have figured I was just being his daughter – you know sitting in his lap bouncing up and down – playing with my father!" Abby stopped talking and I felt her head sliding down and I tensed my belly. Her lips closed around my cock and she began to slowly draw me in and out, pausing to nibble at the sensitive ridge of my cock head. When she felt my breathing change and heard the moans she rose and straddled my hips, her tight ass pointed directly at my face. "This was his favorite way...He loved to watch his dick slide in." and with that she lifted up and slowly dropped onto to my stiff cock. I gasped hard and my breath stopped for a second, when she bent forward and began moving her hips up and down. I strained my head up to watch my cock appear and disappear inside my sisters, wet, bare slit – her juices starting to ooze down my shaft. If my back hurt I wasn't aware of it and I reached to cup her tight ass and help her as she worked my cock, eagerly trying to coax semen from my loins. "Umm Joey you are bigger than dad...I'm going to really enjoy keeping you happy." She cooed out starting to move her hips faster. "Oh God – Joey...You – you last – way longer – too! I'm so – Jesus Joey – close Joey...I'm going to...Iyeeeee Joey...I'm fucking Cummmmmminnnngggg!" and she bored down hard thrusting her hips back and forth hoping for my explosion. God I was so close, and so ready to join her, when I heard my mother's voice, "Oh my God - Abby! I thought someone was hurt!" and I shot my first load in utter shock. Abby cried in surprise at the force of it and spasmed on top of me, shaking hard and suddenly went crazy thrusting her hips with wild abandon, tearing at the hairs on my legs with the sheer force of her friction. "Oh God mom...he's good – he's fucking goooooodddd - way better than dad!" She screamed out breathless. I stared at my mothers shadow in the doorway, unable to speak and making no sense of anything, except the urge to drain my cum into my sister. The only sound in the room was the soft squishing of semen being forced out of my sister and Abby's soft moans of contentment. Mom remained in the doorway watching, a smile forming on her lips when she finally started to turn away commenting, "I had that feeling earlier Abby...I knew you'd bring him around. You kids finish up and I'll get supper ready. Oh Joey – you can come like you are...Its okay, Abby and I are very used to it... ~ For a fan ~ Incest - உடல் உறவு . PART - I சுகமானால் , ( Incest ) உறவுக்குள் ,உடல் உறவு ஆனாலும் எதுவுமே தவறு அல்ல …? நண்பியே, நண்பர்களே , என் பெயர் சுசித்ரா . 27 வயது . திருமணமானவள் . பெருத்த கொங்கை . சிறுத்த இடை , விரிந்த தொடை , நீண்ட நாசி . எப்போதும் ஊறியிருக்கும் யோனிக் குறி .காமத்தில் எப்போதுமே அபரிதமான ஆசை . மனம் ஒரு குரங்கு ; சுரங்கம் . காமத்தை , செக்சை அனுபவிப்பதில் ஆயிரம் அனுபவங்கள் , அந்தரங்கங்கள் எல்லோருக்கும் இருக்கும் . என்னிடமும் உண்டு . குரங்காய் ' காமக் ' கள் குடித்திருக்கிறேன் ; குடிக்க வைக்கப் பட்டிருக்கிறேன் . விருந்து உண்டிருக்கிறேன் ; விருப்பமின்றி விருந்தாகி இருக்கிறேன். உடலுறவு என்பதே அற்புதம் ; அதுவும் , உறவுக்குள் உறவு கொண்டதோ அட்டகாசம் . ஆம் ., INCEST Sex is the sensational sex one can have had in life ; I too did it but after my marriage . உறவுக்குள் உடலுறவு என்ற ஒரு வார்த்தைதான் , இன்செஸ்ட் என்பதை தமிழில் சொல்ல ஒரளவுக்கு வரும் . நன்றாயிருக்கும் . தகாத உறவு எனவும் சொல்வர் . தகாதது என்பது சிறந்ததாய் இருந்தால் தகாதது என சொல்ல முடியாதே .? ஆக , உறவுக்குள் உடலுறவே சரி . சொன்னால் சிரிப்பாய் இருக்கும் . கல்யாணமாகாத , காமம் கிடைக்கா கன்னிகள்தான் இன்செஸ்ட் - ல் ஈடுபடுவர் ; இன்பம் துய்ப்பர் . நானோ திருமணமாகி ஒரு வருடம் ஆகிய பின் செய்தேன் ; செய்கிறேன் . கல்யாணமாகும் வரை கை அடித்தே காமம் தீர்த்தேன் . தணிப்பேன் . திருமணமாகியது ; புருஷனின் கொம்பு ,கரும்பு இடித்தது ; துவைத்தது ; சிலிர்க்க வைத்தது . ஆனால் , அப்போதுதான் உறவுகளுக்குள் , உடலுலறவு உண்டெனத் தெரிந்தது . அது ஒன்றல்ல , இரண்டல்ல …ஏகப்பட்ட தொடர்கதைகள் என புரிந்தது . உறவுக்குள் , என் உறவுகளுக்குள் நிகழும் உடலுறவுகளைச் சொல்கிறேன். ஆரம்பத்தை தவறு என நினைத்தேன் ; தவிர்த்தேன் . ஆனால் , மற்ற உறவு உடலுறவுகளை ( INCEST ) தெரிந்ததும் எதுவுமே தவறல்ல என புரிந்தேன் . அந்த தவறான ஆரம்பம் ; என் விழி திறந்த பேரின்பம் …இதோ சொல்கிறேன்…! , என் கணவர் மணி . தாராள நீளமானவர் . கெட்டிக் கம்பைச் சொல்கிறேன் . செம அட்டகாச கரும்பு அடி அடிப்பார் ; இடிப்பார். அப்போதும் , இப்போதும் - எப்போதும் . அவருடன் செய்வதில் எப்போதும் எனக்கு சுகம் ; இன்பம் . மயக்கம் கிடைக்கும் . சுகத்திலும் , பணத்திலும் , நிம்மதியிலும் எனக்கு எக் குறையுமில்லை . குறிப்பாய் ,அவர் குறி செய்வதில் மயக்கம்தான் உண்டு . ஆனால் , அவரில்லா நேரத்தில் , ஒரு வற்புறுத்தல் நிகழ்ந்தது . மறுத்தேன் ; தவிர்த்தேன். ஆனாலும் , அந்த வற்புறுத்தலுக்கு நானே இசைந்தேன் . மறுத்தது , என் கணவர் மேலான காதலால் ..! பின் , இசைந்தது ,அதே கணவர் செய்த செயலால் ..! என் முதல் இன்செஸ்ட் ( INCEST Sex ) அனுபவம் , Incest sex with father . என் கணவரின் தந்தையோடு நடந்தது ; ஆம் . என் மாமனார் என்னை அனுபவித்தார் . அசத்தினார் . என் மாமனார் , வயது நாற்பத்தாறு . பதினெட்டு வய்தில் திருமணமானவர் என்பதால் இளமை குறையவில்லை ; வளமை சிறுக்கவில்லை . மாமியாரும் நன்றாய் இருப்பார் . பெருத்த மார் . பிட்டம் . மாமனார் சிக்கென இருப்பார் . அகன்ற மார்பு , விரிந்த தோள் என பரந்து இருப்பார் . அனுபவித்ததும் பெருத்தும் இருப்பார் என புரிந்தது . கம்பை , கொம்பை சொல்கிறேன் ? மாமனாருக்கே பெரிது என்பதால்தான் என் கணவருக்கும் பெரிசு என புரிந்தது . ஆனால் , இருவருமே ஆடிக் களித்தது என் பொந்தில்தான் ..! அது ஒரு குளிர் காலம் . என் புருஷன் மணி . ஊரில் இல்லை . ஒரு மாத தனிமை . வெறுமை . மாமியார் எங்கோ போயிருந்தார் . மாமனார் ஹாலில் டி.வி. பார்த்தபடி இருந்தார் . காமம் தகித்தது .கை அடிக்க துவங்கினேன் . சொருகி கண் மறந்து விரலால் ஆட்டி இருந்தேன் . பாவாடையை விலக்கி விரலை சொருகி பருப்பை நிரடி இருந்தேன். யாரோ என் மார்பு கலசத்தை பிசைவது போல் இருந்தது . புருஷன் பிசைவது போல் கனவு என சொருகினேன். முணகினேன். அழுத்தமாய் வல மார்பு பிசையப்பட்டது . இடது ரவிக்கை மெல்ல பிரிப்பதை உணர்ந்தேன் . கண் திறந்து பார்த்தால் அதிர்ந்தேன் . அது கனவல்ல ..? என் மாமனார் , என் வலது மார்பகத்தில் பிசைந்தபடி , இடது பக்க ரவிக்கைக்குள் கை விட்டு பட்டன்களை பிரித்திருந்தார் . துள்ளி எழுந்தேன் . முடியவில்லை . அழுத்தமான அவரது வலது கை , என் மார்க் காம்பை திருகியது . முன் நெருங்கி முத்தமிட வந்த போது ,அவரது கொம்பு தொடையில் பட்டது . இடித்துத் திருத்தியது . முழு வேகத்தில் ,அவரைத் தள்ளினேன். எழுந்தேன். '' ச்சேய் ….என்ன பண்றீங்க ..? இது தப்பு . கேவலம் . நகருங்க …'' மாமனார் நிமிர்ந்து உட்கார்ந்தார் . நேராகும் போது வேட்டி விலகியது . பெருத்த நீள கம்பு . ஆண் குறிக் கொம்பு நீண்டிருந்தது . என்னால் பார்க்காமல் இருக்க முடியவில்லை . என் கணவரின் குறியை விட் பெரிது . ஆனாலும் , ஆத்திரமானது . கத்தினேன். '' ச்சேய் . இப்படி செய்யலாமா …? இது தப்பில்லயா ….? '' மாமனார் சிரித்தார் . சொன்னார் . '' சுசி . நீ செஞ்சதும் தப்பில்லயா ..? நடு வீட்ல கை அடிக்கற. தவிக்கற .ஆசையை தணிக்க வந்தேன் …'' நான் தலை குனிந்தேன் . அவர் சொன்னதும் உண்மைதான் . அவிழ்த்தது , கை அடித்தது , கதவை தாள் போடாதது எந் தப்புதானே ..! '' சரி . இதோட விட்டுடுங்க . நானும் பேசல ; நீங்களும் பேசாதீங்க …'' நான் நகர்ந்தேன். '' சுசி . அவன் நல்லா செய்றானா ? திருப்தியா …? '' '' அய்யோ . அவர் இருந்தா நான் ஏன் கை அடிக்கறேன் . எனக்கு அசிங்கமா இருக்கு . இதுப் பத்தி பேசாதீங்க .…போங்க …'' மாமனார் சிரித்தார் . '' சுசி . இது தப்பில்ல . வீட்ல சாப்்பிட்டா ஹோட்டல்ல சாப்பிடாம இருக்கோமோ . அது மாதிரிதான் …'' லேசாய் வழிந்தார் . நெருங்கி மெல்ல என் தோள் பக்கம் வழிந்த என் சதைப் பிதுங்கலைத் தொட்டார் . நான் துடித்தேன் . தட்டி விட்டேன். '' உங்க பிள்ளையோட பொண்டாட்டி நான் . நான் கை அடிச்சது தப்பு . இத்தோட இந்த பேச்ச விட்டுடுங்க …'' மாமனார் சொன்னார் . '' ஒ.கே . நான் விட்டுடறேன் . பட், எப்பவும் நான் ரெடி . Êசந்தோஷம் கிடைச்சா எதுவுமே தப்பில்ல . இப்ப உனக்கு புரியாது . புரிஞ்சா , உனக்கு முட் இருந்தா டுல் இருக்கு . செம பாடி உனக்கு . ப்ரெஸ்ட் பிரமாதம் . நல்ல ஷேப்ல இருக்கு …'' சிரித்தபடி நகர்ந்தார் . '' ச்சீ . பேசாதீங்க . எனக்கு சகிக்கல …'' நான் கோபமாய் நகர்ந்தேன் . நகர்கையில்தான் கவனித்தேன் . அவர் வலது மார்பில் பிசைந்து விட்டு இடது பக்க ரவிக்கையை பிரித்த பட்டன்களை நான் போடவே இல்லை . இடப் பக்க மார்பகம் முழுக்க வெளியே தெரிந்திருக்கிறது . மாமனாரிடம் பேசும் போது முழ மார்பகமும் தொங்கி இருக்கிறது . '' கவர் பண்ணாம இருந்தேனே ..? தொட்டது போதாதுன்னு திறந்தத பார்த்துட்டு வேற போயிருக்காரே …?'' நானே நொந்தேன் . அமைதியாக வெளியே வந்தேன் . மாமனார் டி.வி பார்த்தார் . கார்லிங் பெல் அடித்தது . மாமியார் வந்து விட்டார் . '' என்னம்மா …இவ்ளோ நேரம் திறக்க …? டயர்டா இருக்கியே …? '' சாதாரணமாய் இருந்தேன் . மாமனாரும்தான் . '' காபி போடு . பால் கொஞ்சமா போடு . மீதி இருக்கட்டும் …''' மாமனார் சிரித்தார் . எனக்கு புரிந்தது . பேசாது முறைத்தேன் . காபி குடித்ததும் , இருவரும் அறைக்கு போய் விட்டனர் . குப்பையை பெருக்க கதவை நெருங்கிய போது , மாமியார் முனகுவது , குழறுவது கேட்டது . எனக்கு கடுப்பானது . வேகமாய் , என் அறையை நெருங்கும் போது பக்க வாட்டு ஜன்னலில் லேசாகத் தெரிந்தது . மாமியார் பின் பக்கமாய் சரிந்திருந்தார் . அவரது பட்டாக்ஸ் - பின் குடப் பக்கமாய் மாமனார் இடித்திருந்தார் . மாமியாரது கொழுத்த மார்பகங்கள் திறந்து தொங்கின . ச்சேய் ..! புட்டத்தில செக்ஸா ..? பட் செக்ஸ் செஞ்சாலும் , என்னை விட்டா போதும் என தலையில் அடித்தபடி நகர்ந்தேன் . அதன் பின் , எதுவும் நடக்கவில்லை . மாமனார் என்னை பார்ப்பது பேசும் போது இரட்டை அர்த்தங்கள் அதிகம் . தொந்தரவு செய்யாததால் பொறுமையாய் இருந்தேன் . என்னவரும் ஊரிலிருந்து வந்து விட்டார் . வந்ததும் , ஆட வைத்தேன் . என் குறியை அவர் குறியால் இடிக்க வைத்தேன் . என் புருஷனே என் வேகத்தால் திணறி விட்டார் . உண்மையில் , மாமனார் பிசைந்தது மோகத்தை அதிகமாக்கி இருந்தது. மாமனாரை அனுபவிக்க ஆசையில்லை . ஆனால் , செய்தவை எனக்குள் காமம் அதிகமாக்கியது என்பது உண்மை . புருஷன் இருக்க மாமனார் எதுக்கு ..? ஆனா , அந்த புருஷன் செஞ்சதுதான் மாமனாருடன் என்னை படுக்க வைச்சது ..! என் பொந்துக்குள் , மாமனார் கம்பை விட வைத்தது . அது , என் புருஷன் என் அம்மாவுடன் உடல் உறவு செஞ்சது …! Incest, Abby's Choice Abby's Choice: The Final Chapter We both turned at the same time and smiled at my sister, Abby. Her face was beaming and her demeanor almost giddy as she stood watching me slowly remove my fingers from Jean's wet pussy. I turned to my mother watching the slight blush creep down her cheeks, as she reached to ease up the spandex pants; and I settled back into the chair, satisfied I had given my mother just what she needed and wanted - at just the right time. "Oh you were so right Abby! You were so, very, right!" She answered back, cupping my cheek with her hand. With a dreamy look, Jean walked off towards Abby to embrace and kiss my sister passionately. There was a brief period of whispering and then with a final look of adoration, Jean left the kitchen. "Wow buddy boy, you got mom on cloud nine!" Abby quipped as she took a chair, sending her breasts into a small wiggle storm. "If you say so sis. We were just talking and the next thing we knew we were both horny as hell." I replied back, reclining in the chair knowing fair well Abby could see my stiff cock wavering like a small flag pole. "Ya? Talking huh?" and she giggled, before adding, "Mom told me she spilled her guts and you were curious about the rest. She thought maybe I would like to fill you in. But, I don't know – straining that erection any more might not be good. I should hold off and let you settle down." And at that point she stood up and walked away. My protesting did no good and she disappeared around the corner, leaving me alone with only the sound of her departing snicker. I couldn't believe it, one minute she was fucking me with wild abandon and the next she walks away after seeing my erection. "What gives here?" I thought, feeling the heaviness of my cock diminish as the blood slowly drained away. It was simple disappointment I felt as I stood to walk off to the living room. Entering that room, mom's words came back and the room gave me an entirely new feeling – a feeling of intense sexual pleasures (along with mental visions of acts performed) forbidden knowledge to all except the participants. As might be natural, my mind switched to thoughts of Abby and I sat down in the easy chair. The curiosity within me building with each passing moment; and the prospects of her picking up the story, where mom had left off, made me antsy for her return. "So Abby watched dad fuck mom right here and even joined in partially - wow!" I thought, closing my eyes envisioning the scene being played out on the floor. The scent of "Taboo", Abby's delicious perfume, swept into my nostrils and no sooner had I registered the scent I felt Abby's nipples softly sweep across my face, as she leaned on the arms of the chair, bent over. "Thinking about anything special?" She cooed. I opened my eyes slowly and she moved a nipple to my lips, tracing the line between them. The invitation was plain. My tongue slid out moistening the nubbin before I sent a long, hot, wave of breath over it and sucked it in. I was rewarded with a soft moan and watched Abby close her eyes, in obvious enjoyment of the attention paid to her offering. I released the nipple, leaving it wet, stiff, and glistening. Abby, with a slight twist, offered the second nipple without opening her eyes or uttering a word. "Ummm God that felt good. You're so gentle. I love what you did for mom. She's not use to that sort of thing and you put her in seventh heaven." Abby sighed out as I released the second nipple. I smiled at Abby and dropped my eyes to take in what I hadn't seen as yet. She wore French cut panties, the kind that dipped not only in front but in back – black with a chartreuse colored, worm like, squiggle going around the waist and leg bands, high lighting her proud mound. I had already noticed the black silk, half, jacket which, perfectly, set off the lower half. She was stunningly beautiful. Her breasts played peek- a – boo with the jacket lapels, as she turned and gently sat in my lap. "So I get the feeling that pleasing you may have some real rewards – apparently you're not quite so one sided as dad used to be. That excites me Joey, a lot!" She commented, tracing her finger across the lips that suckled her nipples. I chuckled and did a quick shiver, a by-product of her light finger touch. "I'm glad you're happy. I can't believe a strained back has caused me so much pleasure. So, Abby, any chance you're going to fill me in on the rest of the story mom started?" "Oh I think there's a very good chance of that Joey! Care to join me on the couch?" and after a brief pause she added, "I'm going for some wine first - would you like a glass?" I nodded and received a soft kiss before she slid from my lap. Abby went one direction and I went another, deciding I might need a cigarette or two to get through this next bout. Mom was in the kitchen and gave me a knowing smile when I reached for a pack of cigarettes. "Need a little bolstering Joey?" "Not sure, but it can't hurt. You talked to Abby?" "I did dear...I let her know what we talked about. She's anxious to fill you in. You know the things I left out and I have no doubt a lot more! You kids have fun." And Jean turned leaving the kitchen, giving me a wink and a blown kiss sent from her finger tips. Returning to the living room I found Abby stretched out on the couch and two glasses of wine on the coffee table. With a coy look and "come hither" smile, she motioned with her finger to come join her, raising her head just enough for me to slide onto the couch. I did. A sip of wine and two lit cigarettes later Abby eased her head onto my lap, blowing out a small cloud of smoke and started in... "So where did mom leave off again?" She asked casually. "The night dad upped the ante on your sex education here in the living room. But that's not where I'd like you to start..." "Oh? And just where would you like me to start?" She said, turning her head to look up at me. "Not so much "where" Abby. I'm more curious about the reasoning behind why..." "Ahhhhh...The why of it all huh? I see, well that will take a little thought." And she took a drag blowing the smoke away and reached for her wine glass, a delay tactic meant to tease more than aggravate. "Abby?" "God alright, keep your boxers on - for a little while anyway!" She commented and a soft laugh followed. "It's not all that mysterious, believe me. I was already "changing", if you get my drift, when I became aware of the goings on around here. I caught them one day without their knowing it and watched. I was a mess of emotions. Excited, shocked, embarrassed, (God knows why) and then I guess curiosity took over, enough so that I started to sneak around. I remember thinking how strange it all was because I knew they had a "normal" sex life. I mean I heard them in the bedroom grunting and groaning off and on." At that Abby giggled lightly and paused, taking another sip of wine and finished her cigarette. I chuckled with her and commented about remembering the bedroom commotions myself. "Ya well be that as it may – the other thing was just plain weird. Dad could be doing damn near anything and WHAM, he be stiff and calling for mom!" "No shit! God didn't he ever just take of it himself?" I asked, putting out my cigarette and taking a sip of wine. "Sure. At least I think so. But he enjoyed mom's help more and she never seemed to mind – as far as I could tell. Oh God Joey! I almost forgot...I walked out in the garage one day when dad was working on the car, ya? Well I heard him yell for mom anyway; and not knowing if mom heard I went out to see what he wanted. When I started through the garage door he shouted at me telling me he was okay and to go back into the house. He had that "look" on his face and I just knew mom was squatting down in front of him so I delayed a little. You know, asking him how it was going and all? Well I gotta tell ya, I about cracked up watching his face! He was trying to talk and mom had him so close he didn't know what to do! When he didn't answer and gave me a half grin – sort of – I shrugged my shoulders and went back in the house; and just as the door closed I heard him cum!" Abby couldn't contain her laughter at that point and broke up remembering her close encounter. Of course I laughed with her. "That was close Abby, anything come of it later?" I asked after I calmed down some. "No (Hee-hee) No, not really. As I recall, I just got several glances from dad later on. I think he was trying to figure out if I knew what was going on. Of course I didn't give him any reason to feel like I did. It was a game. I enjoyed it and besides I wasn't through with my sneaking. I got pretty good at it actually, that is until..." "Fuck me - you got caught – didn't you?" I asked excitedly. "Well, yes and no. I was doing laundry when I heard dad yell out in that tone for mom. She didn't answer right away and I caught him walking into the kitchen with his ole boner just sticking out and waving to the world! I guess mom forgot where I was and when she walked in she gave dad a grin, squatted down, and started working his cock. She had him backed up to the kitchen counter and I could see everything. By that time I was...Oh God how do I say this – more than interested in what they were doing. I mean it excited me a lot and I loved watching them. I was even getting wet by then and when dad would come I'd almost loose it myself!" "But you said you got caught..." I said, interrupting her. "A little antsy are we? Say, is that a bulge I'm starting to feel under my head Joey?" Abby replied and turned her head to look at the enlarging outline of my penis. I shut up immediately and tried willing my erection to stop. (Ha!) "Not exactly caught Joey and it happened when, for some stupid reason, I opened the laundry door just a hair more and it creaked. Dad had his head reared back, eyes closed. It was mom that looked around. She looked right into my eyes, but didn't stop. I opened the door exposing my entire face and she turned back to what she was doing and even moved off to the side a bit more, giving me a full view. Just as dad started to cum she turned and watched my expression as she pumped his cock. I can't tell you just what expression was on my face, but mom smiled over whatever it was." "So all hell didn't break loose? Unbelievable!" I said, almost in awe. "Nope! Nothing came of it and I closed the door. Later in the day mom did confront me though, privately, and asked how long I'd been watching. I told her the truth and she walked away with a grin on her face. After that I was a bit more open and mom always knew that if I was home I'd be watching her and dad." Abby finished up the "got caught" story and sat up, freeing my semi-rigid cock to shift up and head for the waist band of my boxers. "Mind if I watch it grow? I love seeing a man get hard – it's just wild to think how much a penis stretches and grows!" And before I could respond she had slipped her fingers into the boxer's band and lifted. "Oh hey there little fella, coming out to join the party?" She asked and giggled. Almost as if in response to her question, my cock inched upwards and made its appearance, clearing the boxer top, under Abby's close scrutiny. Abby slid off the couch and playfully tugged at the boxers until she had them off my hips. With a final tug she freed them completely and tossed them aside. "More wine?" She asked, licking her lips as she stared at my erect penis. "Oh! I mean you Joey!" She added quickly, looking up and laughing. The wine was agreed upon and Abby sauntered off, making her ass cheeks wiggle delightfully, knowing my eyes were fixed on her. I lit two more cigarettes during her absence and waited patiently for her return. As Abby approached I asked the next question I could think of. "So just when did dad find out you were watching?" "Mom never told him actually." She commented setting the wine down and then slid in next to me. "What? I figured he knew somehow. What about all the times he would..." "Hey I didn't say he never knew. I just said mom didn't tell him...Per-se'." "But then how..." "God Joey let me finish! Mom and I talked a lot after the time she saw me. You know about sex and boys (men). She was great and listened when I explained how I was feeling and how much I was enjoying watching. She made me feel like it was okay and nothing to be ashamed of. She was, apparently, glad I was doing that and not out letting any guy I met into my pants. Well anyway, you were in bed early again one night and the three of us were watching TV when it happened. Dad gave mom the "look" but she held him where he sat. Jesus he looked positively desperate when his cock started to get hard. His shorts were bulging and he knew I saw it. Hell, I was staring to be honest! Mom turned to me and smiled just before she slipped her hand into the crotch hole of his shorts and brought his penis out. Dad was in fucking shock and he just stared at my face, not knowing what to do." Abby stopped for effect reaching for her wine glass and, as she leaned back, slipped her small hand under my erect penis. Her touch sent a heavy wave of lust through me and my penis actually jumped when her skin met mine. Abby was sipping her wine and staring intently at my cock waiting for a response, rubbing her thumb gently along the side. I took another hit from my cigarette and sipped my wine, blowing the smoke out into the glass and then moaned out when Abby moved her hand to the top side of my cock and slid her fingers down to cup my cum filled balls. "Abby, that feels so damn good – you have no idea. So...So did you stay and watch mom jerking off dad?" I finally managed to gasp out, as Abby's fingers gently rolled and felt each ball. "Umm, they're heavy Joey! Guess you're full of cum, huh?" She cooed and looked into my eyes, her tongue lightly tracing her lips. When I said nothing, she reached out and took the cigarette from me, to put it out. I offered no resistance and watched as she stood, maneuvering directly in front of me and bent over slowly to squash the cigarette. Her actions drew the back band of her panties down, exposing her ass crack and tightened the material running through her crotch. It was her second offer, and I leaned forward to hook my thumbs in the panty top. Abby gasped softly and I saw goose bumps rise on her exposed skin. She pulled up-right and I tugged the panties down – slowly. "God I thought you'd never get the idea!" She whispered and started to bend over again, as the panties slid down over her ass. There, a few inches away, was the tight pussy my cock had been buried in. Like moms, I was really seeing it for the first time and it was my turn to gasp. Her outer lips were thick, swollen and moist. Her inner thighs made a slight bow framing her labia in a tear drop. I bent in closer, pushing her panties to the floor and inhaled the aroma of her sex and Abby shivered as I barely touched her sensitive skin. She stepped from her panties spreading her legs slightly, causing her thick lips to flair. It was too much to bear and I gently traced the short area just below her rectum to her pussy lips and eased my finger in. Her legs quivered slightly at my touch and she leaned back sending my, out stretched, finger in deeper. "God Joey your touch is electric! She moaned out as I probed her, releasing heavier waves of her sex scent. "Mom...Umm oh ya Joey...Mom told me you...Jesus you got me so wet...You – fucked her really slow...God yes Joey rub my...This morning Joey...My little pussy loves your...Oh Joey - when your ready fuck me like you did..." and she stopped in mid-sentence when I pulled my finger out to lick her warm, salty, pussy juice. "Oooooh Joey! It was feeling so damn good!" She protested and turned around, showing me her face - flushed with sexual excitement. She wore a small pout on her lips that quickly turned into a grin when she saw my wide eyed stare at her protruding clit. "Nice clit - huh?" She whispered, not wanting to disturb my concentration. Nice was an understatement of epic proportions! Her pink, blood engorged, button stuck out between her lips nearly a half inch! It begged to be touched - suckled and toyed with. I started to make a comment and Abby must have read my mind as she spoke up first. "Yes Joey, it's yours – touch it!" My trembling fingers closed around the sensitive button and I felt it twitch. Abby cried out, as her knees buckled and she reached out to steady herself on my shoulders. In a deep and husky voice Abby asked me if I wanted to suck on it and then changed her mind saying, "God, please Joey, suck my clit and make me cum. You can fuck me afterwards." Without waiting for an answer, she pulled away slightly and stepped onto the couch. She straddled me with her legs, squatted slightly, and forced her hips towards my face. I was as eager as she was horny and reached around grasping her ass cheeks and pulled her clit to my lips, sucking it in. Abby moaned out loud and grabbed my head with both hands letting the waves of climax build inside her. I toyed with her clit, running rings around it with my tongue and then rapidly sucked in and out between my pursed lips. Every now and then I stopped and pulled away to look at my handy work and marveled at how her clit seemed to get even bigger. "Jesus Joey you're driving me crazy doing that! You stop every time I feel like I'm almost there!" Abby cried out and pressed her hips in, moaning for more. I released one hand from her ass and slid my fingers up the inside of her leg and then latched on to her clit for the final assault. I flicked her hard button rapidly with my tongue and started her legs shaking heavily. When the shaking got to the point her legs felt like a human vibrator I switched up and sucked her clit in hard. "OH MY FUCKING GOD! That's it Joey...God damn don't stop – please Joey I'm there...Oh fuck I'm going to...Suck me Joey I'm Cuuuuuuummmmmmiiiiiinnnnggggg!" She screamed out clutching at my hair. Just as Abby screamed out cumming, I slid my fingers into her wet pussy and finger fucked her, prolonging the climax. She was begging me to stop, her legs starting to crumple, when I finally freed my fingers and released her throbbing clit. Abby did a slow drop into my lap, trapping my rock hard cock against her belly, and collapsed her head on my shoulder breathing hot and heavy. "My God that was intense. You're just fucking wonderful Joey." She mumbled, coming down from her climax. "And you are just plain gorgeous Abby. I love your pussy and pleasing you makes me delirious." I whispered back. "Fuck Joey, any time – any time at all!" She responded and raised her head, seeking my lips. When she pulled away she asked, "Umm, where was I?" "Huh?" "The story silly, you know the story?" She said and laughed softy. "Oh ya! You were watching mom pull dads..." "Ya that's right - I stayed. Mom grabbed a small bottle from the end table and the next thing I knew dads pecker was all shiny. Mom smiled at me and turned back to the TV and almost absent mindedly sat there stroking his dick. Dad kept his eyes on me and I was focused on his oiled dick. I remember wondering if it hurt at all. I mean mom seemed to really squeeze it and pull it hard several times. Once it looked like his dick head would pop like a balloon! Oh shit, it was all red and bulging! Just as he came that night I looked up and he closed his eyes. When I looked back down I saw his belly convulse once and his cum started running out. Mom didn't stop stroking him for a while, the cum was running over her hand and she turned and winked at me. It just amazed me and I was so close, watching it all!" "Wow!" Was my only response as I sat enjoying the wetness from Abby's dripping pussy and the slick feeling between our bellies, as my cock leaked pre-cum. Incest, Abby's Choice "Wow is right Joey, my panties were soaked! When I got off the chair it was obvious how wet I was; and I guess I blushed pretty good from what mom said later. After I left, mom told me she explained to dad about how long I'd been watching them. Guess he enjoyed my being there. After that night, he'd make sure I knew he was hard and ask me if I still wanted to watch! Of course that day in the car really set things off..." "Ya no shit, from what I gather it did! What was it like Abby? I mean grabbing his cock for the first time?" "Natural Joey – natural is the only way to describe it." She replied, reflecting back to the day and then slid off my lap and added, "I need more wine." "No doubt, me too!" I responded and got up, letting Abby relax. Abby's eyes twinkled watching my stiff cock sway heavily side to side, as I returned. She was sitting up-right at that point and when I stopped to set the glasses down she encircled my cock with her fingers and licked the slippery juices from the head. "Remember Joey, slow, like you did to mom." And she released me, patting the couch. I eased down and we clinked wine glasses before she went on, without any prompting from me, following a slow drawn out sip of wine. "So anyway, dad came quick that day and knew I was willing, eager even, to help him. The relationship between us all changed after that. Changed a lot - and I really knew he wanted more from me. I used to tease him unmercifully too! I loved to be naked when he walked by my room! I mean, I was a real shit for a while. Scanty clothing, letting my boob's show – whatever little nasty, sexy, thing I could think of! God one day I left my panties off. He was in the kitchen sitting at the table and I played innocent, bending over to the stack dishes in the washer, you know? He could see my pussy, I made sure of it, and when I turned around he was positively drooling!" "God Abby! So you chose to turn up the heat!" "Humm - I guess I did. Truthfully Joey, I wanted to have sex. To experience what it was like but I was worried about mom and what she'd think. Of course you were a worry too. Having you walk in during one of those times – shit I can't imagine what would have happened then! As it turned out our love affair, as a trio, worked out great. The night dad had mom give him a blow job and then stayed hard to..." "Fuck her? I know, mom told me." I interjected and then lit cigarettes, while Abby waited to go on. "Did you know I was virgin when I let dad have his way with me?" She commented casually, taking her cigarette and first drag. "No fucking way! You're shitting me – right?" I asked after Abby's shocking comment. "Nope! Daddy broke my hymen." "Abby why in Christ's name would you..." "My choice dumb – dumb! I was so involved already and the thought of some senseless fuck, like a neighborhood boy, doing it turned me off. It hurt, but I'm glad dad did it. He was positively gentle. I mean, Christ, he even cried when we finished! Mom was there and they made it so special, like a right of womanhood, or something. I slept with them that night and in the morning dad and mom had sex with me lying right next to them. I never felt so close to two people in my life! And now, it's you – you Joey! You, me and mom!" "Just one last question Abby, how'd you three work things out? I mean did you guys have sex together all the time or what?" I asked, after taking a long sip of wine. Abby giggled at the question and then stood up. Holding out her hand she motioned for me to rise. "It's time Joey. I can't talk any more sitting here looking at that magnificently hard cock of yours. I want to drain your balls. I want to feel that hot jism blast inside me - I need you now Joey, please don't make me wait." She begged softly. She was right of course. I felt it too and wanted her just as bad and I let her lead me away. We entered her room and Abby released my hand, heading for the bed. She climbed on the bed, with hands and knees, spreading her legs and turned to look back at me. "Come to me Joey, fill Abby's little cunt and make sure she knows you've fucked her real good!" I was nearly breathless already and slowly walked up to Abby's raised ass and kissed both sides of her butt. Abby's head did a quick arc up, as I pressed my cock head just inside her pussy lips and held it there, feeling her vagina opening contracting on my sensitive head. A moan started from her lips as I slowly, excruciatingly slowly, pushed in. "Aaaaah God Joey yes! That's the way I want it! Slow – let me feel every inch of you – make me feel it Joey!" I repeated that slow penetration several times and was amazed at feeling so much of Abby's insides. The sensitive ridge of my cock head contacted Abby's vagina walls and it seemed I could feel every ridge and valley of her love box. When my belly met her tight ass cheeks I felt my cock push against something harder and Abby squealed with delight. "Oh God Joey your tight against my uterus! Jesus you're gonna send me into orbit!" and she dropped her head and started to groan, as she tightened her muscles trying to hold me hard and fast. Placing my hands on her hips I pushed, forcing myself back out and started to thrust my hips, sending my head past her tightened muscles several times. "Oh God...Aaaaaaaaah ya Joey! Fuck me Joey, you feel so..." and she cried out loudly, as I changed up and sank deep into her pussy and held my cock there. Slowly and deliberately I pulled out to near extraction and then pushed in all the way, sending her uterus off to the side. She wanted it slow and I loved it as much as she did. I watched my glistening cock slide in and out every time and the sight of it was building my need to release. My breath was labored, matching Abby's when she dropped her ass slightly, giving me even more range and depth. "God Joey your – your so – deep – I'm getting close Joey! Cum with me Joey – please cum with me!" She begged and I felt her hips quaking with each full penetration. I lost count when my own urge started to well up and I knew I was moments away and told Abby I was ready. Abby was reduced to moans and groans, unable to talk except for two words, "I'm cummmmmminnnngggggg!" released in a throaty growl. Two things happened when she finished her sexual growl... I felt Jean's bare breasts against my back and then her hands grasp my balls and squeeze gently. I stiffened in Abby, my cock buried deep against he uterus, and felt the first heavy load course through my loins and into my sister. Abby's head jerked up and she cried out, "Oh my fucking God Joey!" as she tried to somehow shove me in farther. "Jesus Abby! I'm cumming hard again!" I stammered out and felt another huge load blast its way into Abby's pussy. Mom worked my balls squeezing a little harder each time I came and said nothing to give Abby any indication she was there. Abby writhed, wiggled, pumped her ass up and down and cried out the pleasure of her hard climax and my continued throbbing. When the cum was finally forced out of her pussy, running down her legs, Abby lurched forward jerking my cock from her tight hole. She dropped to the bed and rolled into a fetal position quivering and moaning, her breath labored and harsh. In an instant, mom dropped down and turned me. My hard throbbing cock disappeared between her lips and she squeezed my balls for the final time, receiving a mouth full of cum. She made sure every drop was taken in before she stood up and hugged me tightly. "That was for this morning. Any man willing to please, like you do, gets my attention in very special ways." She whispered. At the sound of Jean's voice Abby opened her eyes and smiled. "Oh momma, we gotta keep Joey! I'm still throbbing and my pussy...God momma my pussy is his any time he wants it!" "I know dear, I thought the same thing this morning. I think Joey will stay, don't you? After all Abby, he has his choice doesn't he? You, me, or both of us if he wants. Do you think we should take him out in public?" She replied in answer to Abby's comment, setting down next to her on the bed. "What? Mom – what was that? Public?" Abby giggled lightly and finally rolled over exposing her cum dripping pussy and massaged her tits looking up me. "Oh I do momma, but not quite yet! We'll have to work with him a bit more - can't expect him to know everything right off." And she winked at Jean. Before I could respond Jean smiled at Abby and ran her fingers through Abby's wet slit, and gave me a lusty look, saying, "Relax Joey..." "Abby and I will show you everything you need to know. When we get through you'll be able to fuck either of us - almost anywhere!" * ~And, "That – that – that's all folks!" I hope you've enjoyed this tale, as much as I've enjoyed writing it. May you spend days and nights dreaming of Joey at the service of his wanton sister and mother - I know Joey does~ MDF251 Incest (And Other Crimes) Hope you enjoy this story. Everyone is over the age of 18. If inclined, please comment. Be critical. Let me know what you like or don't like. ++++++++++++++++++++ It's a hot and humid day in mid-July. I'm relaxing on the deck after a quick swim in the pool. Mom has just finished her laps and is climbing out of the water, her black bikini blending nicely with her tanned legs and torso. Pushing 50, but still looking fine: shapely, athletic legs and toned arms; full breasts; maybe a slight tummy bulge and ample behind that signal the inevitable arrival of middle age. She wrings water from her long, dark brown hair - no sign that I can see from here of the few streaks of grey that she refuses to color - straightens her bikini top and, with confident, lithe strides, approaches my lounge chair. Mom kneels astride me, her hands by my shoulders, hair dripping water onto my face, leans forward and brushes my lips with hers. She looks into my eyes... "Fuck me before your father comes home." I feign disinterest even while my cock twitches. "Oh man," I protest, "We only have, like, two hours!" "You won't last an hour, big boy," she teases. Mom spreads her knees to the edge of the chair, lowering her crotch onto mine. I lean up and kiss her again, while she rubs her bikini-covered pussy against my growing erection. "Come on," she says, "I need that big cock." We hold hands as we make our way to my bedroom. She leans against me, stopping two or three times to kiss. In my room, she reaches behind her back to unhook her bikini top while I grip the waistband of her bottoms and slide them off her hips and down to her knees. She wiggles out the rest of the way while I admire her dark, trimmed pussy bush, hairs still wet from the pool and, I suspect, newly soaked from her juices. I take her in my arms and, as we kiss deeply, I revel in the feel of her body against mine. Her soft breasts press against my chest; her scratchy pubic hair tickles my thigh; my hands cup her ass cheeks and pull her tightly against me. Our lips part and Mom's tongue slips out of my mouth. I grin as I push her gently onto the bed. I kneel above her and we resume our kissing. Gentle, wet kisses against her soft, willing lips. I kiss her cheeks, her earlobes, her neck, and she sighs and squirms as i move down to a breast, taking its nipple first between my lips, then between my teeth, teasing and torturing until she squeals and bucks her hips. That's my signal to suck harder, to suck as much of her tit into my mouth as I can. I pull on it, stretching it, working it with my tongue and lips. "You prick!" she gasps, trying to pull free. "Fucking prick... ohhhhhh... noooooo..." I let the tit slip out of my mouth and, feeling guilty because I know I'm going to ignore the other one, I move down to her stomach, kissing and licking past her navel to her abdomen and below until I feel her pubic hair tickling my chin and I get my first whiff of mom's cunt. She spreads her legs and lifts her knees and raises her hips as if to offer her hungry mound to a equally ravenous son. "Mother fucker..." she gasps. Before she can concoct a string of filthy, suggestive words, I bury my mouth and nose in her bush, pushing hard and deep, chewing, kissing, sucking while my tongue probes between her lips, searching for and then finding her clit, flicking it, circling it (counter-clockwise the way she likes it), teasing it... I eat her pussy for (I guess) ten minutes. Her juices have coated my face and have left streaks of wetness on the sheets. Mom is panting, moaning, sighing. She tries to squirm away several times, but I am relentless and I follow her pussy around the bed, my hands gripping her ass, pulling her snatch into my mouth, not letting her escape. I so love eating her. Could there be anything more forbidden, or more exciting? Mom lies still, her knees together now, an arm flung across her face, covering her eyes. I move up where her head rests on the pillow. I take my cock in my hand, and rub it against her lips, leaving a trail of early precum across her chin. "Come on, mommy cocksucker," I urge. "I know you want this." "Mmmmmm... I do," she whispers as her lips part and she engulfs my cockhead. She slides her mouth down the shaft, slurping, teasing with her tongue, jerking me off with her mouth as I stiffen and enlarge. I withdraw and position myself between her now-spreadeagled legs, using my right hand to guide my cock to her hole. She lifts her hips and I drive my dick inside her, sliding effortlessly on a veil of pussy juice. "Yesssssss... oh fuck, yesssss..." Mom is never quiet. "Motherfucker," she moans. "Mmmmm... my cunt..." We fuck slowly, gently at first. We reach a perfect rhythm as my cock and her pussy thrust forward together. Her arms hold my shoulders tightly, her legs wrapped around my butt. I'm looking into her face as she stares dreamily into space. She pants and moans, I growl and grunt as we create a fucking symphony of lust and passion. We pick up the pace... fucking faster, harder. She's the one grunting now, tensed as I slam my cock inside her. She tries to talk, but the exertion interferes. "Mmmmmfffuck... cun... cun...fuhh... you fuhhh... fucking prick... FUCK ME!!" She screams those last two words, then mouths silent words, her lips moving without sound... only heavy, desperate breaths drowned out by the relentless "squish/slurp" of my cock ravaging my mom's pussy. It is amazing being inside her. My thick dick fills her tunnel. It squeezes me from every direction; offers resistance to every stroke. She is warm, wet. Below me, her tits bob in a kind of slow-motion rhythm. Her beautiful face is flushed with excitement, passion. Her eyes look pleadingly into mine, as if to say "this must never end." I stop to recharge and she relaxes. She laughs, sort of a throaty giggle. I take her head in my hands and kiss her and she responds. We catch our breath for a minute, my cock lodged fully inside her, not moving. I bury my head in her neck and whisper, "I love you..." She responds, "I love you... so much, so very much." I look into her eyes again - they are glittering with expectation - and I start slowly pumping with my hips. Her legs grab my butt again and she starts laughing. "OH no, no... I can't... no you fucker... I mean yesssss... yesssss... ohhhh you prick." Her hips thrust forward again and as we synchronize our fucking, it's my turn to do the talking. "Like the way I fuck you? Mommy like my big cock... like the way it fills your tight little cunt?" I thrust hard and deep. "Am I your fucker? You like the way your baby fucks you... pussy feel good mommy?" Now she's screaming. "FUCK YES... FUCK YES YOU MOTHERFUCKER... CUNT FUCKER... WANT YOUR COCK... WANT YOUR CUM... WANT MY BABY'S CUM..." And then I explode. Repeated, incredible spasms send streams of cum into mom's pussy. I can feel it fill her; I can feel its warmth as it washes over my cock. My hips thrust as I deliver spurt after spurt. The orgasm thrills me to the core and I shake when it finally subsides. My dick softens gradually and retreats from its warm and watery nest. I look down and see my creamy seed leaking from mom's pussy, matting her hairy bush, gathering in a pool on the sheet. We disengage and catch our breath. Laying side by side, holding mom in my arms, I let her soft, luxurious hair caress my cheek. Long minutes pass until she speaks first. "Do you think I'm a slut, Matt?" "Don't talk like that," I answer. "I know. I'm sorry. I'm just trying to make sense of it all." "We can't go back," I tell her. "We can't undo what's been done. We've agreed about that. There's only the future." "It seems so right and beautiful before and during," she says. "But so wrong and shameful afterwards." "There's no manual for what we're doing. We know that it's wrong for the world but right for us." I stroke her cheek. "Are you sorry we started this?" "No, I'm not sorry," she answers. "Amazed, dumbfounded... sometimes uncertain... afraid that it will end." "That scares me, too," I confide. "Not that the fucking will end, but that we'll..." I leave that last thought unspoken as she presses a finger to my lips. "You know I love you?" I ask. "Yes," she answers. "You know I love you?" "Yes I do," I say. "What else could matter?" We are silent for a minute. She props herself on an elbow, kisses me on the mouth and says, smiling, "I told you you wouldn't last an hour." I glance at the clock on the bedstand. "Close enough. I wanted to leave you time to fix dinner." She jabs an elbow in my ribs and laughs. "Fuck you," she whispers. "You did, mom." ++++++++++++++++++++ She was at the sink rinsing vegetables when dad shuffles into the kitchen. "Where's dinner," he grumbles. Mom turns and answers, "You can eat out if you're in such a rush!" He takes a step toward her. "Kick your fat ass you talk to me like that." I come through the door just in time to hear the threat. "Lay a hand on her and I'll break your fucking neck!" He takes a step toward me then stops when he sees the look in my eyes. I'm 6'2" and fit; he's 5'10" and soft. He knows he wouldn't last a minute. "This is bullshit!" He opens the door to the downstairs rec room, slams it shut, and stomps down the stairs." I take mom in my arms. "When?" she asks. "Not yet," I reply. "Soon... soon enough." ++++++++++++++++++++ So you're probably wondering how we got to this point... this wonderful, scary, incestuous point of no return. I'll tell you - I still can't believe it has happened - and then I'll tell you why and how we're going to eliminate the scumbag I call father and she calls husband... ++++++++++++++++++++ ABOUT 7 MONTHS AGO... Early January DAY ONE We blame Pat for starting it all. A neighbor and mom's long-time friend, Pat is a 50-something divorcee, school teacher and (in the best possible way) slut. She fucks indiscriminately, eagerly, passionately; compiling a list of conquests from our mailman and UPS driver to her principal and at least two town councilmen (and currently, we think, one of the lady cashiers at the supermarket). With dad out of town on one of his frequent business trips, the three of us are partying on a Tuesday night in the living room of our suburban Cincinnati home. We're past tipsy and approaching plastered on a combination of wine coolers, margueritas and cheap champagne, while Pat regales us with an hilarious and improbable account of her hookup with Bart, a balding, overweight history teacher whom she lured into the janitor's broom closet one day after school. My head is spinning and mom looks glassy-eyed as Pat finishes her story, staggers to the sofa and falls not-so-accidentally into my lap. She wiggles her bottom, drapes her arms around my neck and gives me a wet, champagne-flavored kiss and a near-tonsillectomy with her tongue. I figure I have my own tongue here doing nothing, so I slide it into her mouth and we swap spit for about a minute. "Ohhhhmyyyyygoddd," says Pat. "You have a horny little boy here!" "You... two...stop...it," Mom says, trying to sound stern but sounding amusingly drunk instead. "Doon you crupt him..." Pat giggles, I spread my legs and, arms flailing, she slides slowly between them until her butt thumps on the floor between the sofa and coffee table. Mom erupts in a paroxism of laughter; unfortunately, she was slurping a drink at the time, and she sneezes champagne out her nose. Classy group we've got here. Pat, still on the floor, recovers enough to say, "Really, Lynnie Lynnn Lynn... have you kissed this studly son of yours recently?" "We kith... kish... we kissssss every day," said Mom, trying to sound properly sober. "What, like little peckers on the cheek?" Pat starts giggling and can't stop. I jump in. "Don't say 'little peckers.' It's bad karma." Mom goes to slap my arm but misses. "Ish what we do... little peckers?" Now mom starts laughing and can't stop. She kind of slumps against me, head back, eyes closed. "Shhh... shhhow me wadwedo." "Yeah... show mommy how you kiss her," Pat goads. So I do. I'm seeing kind of double, but I find one of her mouths and press my lips softly against hers, holding it for long seconds until her lips part slightly and I slip my tongue in to meet hers. My hand caresses her cheek and we continue to kiss for a minute or more. I'm scared now, heart is thumping, and I pull away. I half expect mom to slap me. "Mmmmmmm," is all she says. "Wow," was Pat's contribution. Maybe I don't have to apologize, I'm thinking. Mom's head still rests on my shoulder. "Nice kishhh," she murmers, and falls asleep. I use a couple of pillows to prop mom comfortably on the sofa, then try to stand, but end up sitting on the floor next to Pat. "Very very hot," she says. She kisses me on the lips and presses against me, boobs first. It feels wonderful and that's when I notice my cock has stiffened. "Don't you say anything," I warn. "She won't remember." Pat nuzzles my neck. "She'll remember. That was too hot to forget." This is crazy. I push Pat away and onto her back. I start to unbutton her pants but she stops me. "Not now," she says. "Not with your mom here. She'd totally freak." She grinned, "Ohhh, but I do want that cock!!" I left mom sleeping on the couch. I prepped coffee for the morning and stumbled upstairs to my bedroom. I have no idea if, when or how Pat found her way home. DAY TWO "I feel like crap," said mom. "My head's gonna fall off," I added. "Soon, I hope." We stayed still, sipped our coffee, didn't speak until mom looked up and said, "Did you kiss me last night?" I gave her the best embarrassed smile I could muster. "Ummm... I thought you kissed me." She stared, said nothing more. I jerked off later, "the kiss" and other possibilities prominent in my mind. DAY THREE Both feeling better. Mom is at the kitchen table and I give her a kiss on the cheek as I pass and head for the coffee maker. She reaches out and pulls at my arm. "Matt, why did you kiss me the other night?" she asks. "It's no big deal," I said. "Pat was... being Pat, and we were... being drunk." "How did we kiss?" She looked nervous, probably afraid of the answer. I shrugged, not sure how to answer. "Want me to show you?" She smiles then. "No." I jerk off again that night. It's all about mom. I'm both ashamed and excited. DAYS FOUR thru SEVEN Something has changed, I think for both of us. We don't talk of that evening with Pat, but we're acting differently with each other. We have always been affectionate, never improper, but probably freer than most mothers-and-sons in how we talked, teased and interacted. Now we were starting to flirt; me intentionally, I'm not sure what was going through mom's mind. Where we used to share a quick hug, especially in the morning or at bedtime, now they lingered. I held her perceptibly longer and closer and she didn't resist. Where we used to exchange a "quick pecker on the cheek" (thanks, Pat, for that lasting image), now they were softer, lasted longer, often with my arm encircling her waist, or her arm draped around my neck. I've been watching her closely these last few days, appreciating her beauty and sensuality, imagining us together in intimate situations. I feel guilty still, but not so ashamed. My bath towels are caked with dried semen. I wonder if she notices when she does the wash. DAY EIGHT It's a Wednesday evening. Mom and Dad had a brief shouting match about money and overdue bills before he stormed downstairs to his "cave." She is upset and rather than watch TV in the living room, we decide to watch a movie in my room. We settle on my bed, side by side. Before the movie starts, she says, "You know I hate him?" "I know. So do I." "He's ruining everything. He's ruining our family. He's gonna lose the house and everything we have." I put my arm around her, stroke her soft, luxurious hair. "The family is me and you," I tell her. "He'll never ruin that." "I don't know what to do," she said, the desperation evident in her voice. "I'm working on a plan. I wasn't going to say anything. Give me some time." "A plan? What kind of plan?" "A plan to get him out of our life." She turns and looks at me. And the tears start running down her cheeks. "My God," she sobs. "What am I doing? Why don't we just leave. Get a divorce. Start new someplace else..." "Because then he wins," I answer. "And he gets everything. You know he will. Everything of yours and everything of mine. He's a lying scumbag who will work the system until he wins." She sniffles, doesn't speak for 20 minutes. I see that her eyes are closed and the tears have dried. Finally, "What kind of plan?" "I don't know," I say. "I have some ideas. I don't know how it will all work out. I don't want you involved." She turns angry then. "You won't do anything unless I'm involved," she hissed. "Anything! I want to know everything every step of the way. Whatever you're doing, we're doing together." Her hand grips my arm so hard it hurts. Her look is fierce. "Promise me!" "OK." She digs her nails into my arm again. "Ouch... I promise... OK?" Silence, then she grabs my arm again. She is shaking. "Will we kill him?" I turn to her, hold her face between my hands and kiss her briefly, gently, hoping to calm her. "I don't know what will happen. I really don't. Don't even think that. Whatever we do, it will take time. We can't make any mistakes." The movie is an afterthought. We lay silently in the quiet of my room, eventually making small talk about less consequential matters: my classes at school, the electric bill, the threat of snow. Mom lays against me, so soft, so warm, her head nestled against my neck. Minutes of silence, then she says, "Remember last week when we partied with Pat?" "I think I remember," I say, smiling. "I talked to her today." "Yeah?" Silence for a minute, then, "Kiss me like you kissed me that night." We both sit up and face each other. Her face betrays a mixture of mischief and fear. I lean close and press my lips against her cheek, hold it there for a minute until she laughs softly and pulls away. "That's not how you kissed me," she whispers. So I did it the right way. Our lips meet, moist and warm, moving against each other until my tongue brushes her lip and slides into her mouth, where her tongue responds slowly, deeply. We part briefly and then continue, a new kiss, harder this time but not desperate, certainly more passionate. My heart is pounding and my dick stiffens as she moans quietly and her breathing becomes more rapid. Our lips part but we remain face to face, our foreheads touching, both smiling a little nervously. "I don't know why I couldn't remember that," she purrs. "Rum... wine... champagne?" "Mmmmmm... could be." I kiss her again, softly, briefly. That seems to snap her out of her reverie. She moves back, touches my cheek, and says, "You know this is so wrong." "I know." I searched her face, and was sure of the only response I could give her. "And you know it's so right? For whatever reason, whatever there is between us, this is so very right." She started to move off the bed. I tried to stop her. "Don't leave," I pleaded. "I can't stay. I can't." "Stay with me tonight," I offered. She gave me a rueful smile and, her voice low and hoarse, said, "I'm your mother." She walked to the door, turned, and I could see she had started crying again. Our eyes locked for a moment, then she softly closed the door and walked to her room. DAY NINE I didn't sleep at all last night. Spent an hour staring out the window. Went downstairs to the kitchen for some juice. Walked back upstairs. Mom was standing outside her door. "You have to sleep," she said. "You have early classes tomorrow." Incest (And Other Crimes) I didn't answer. I didn't have anything to say. I walked into my room and shut the door. When I went downstairs in the morning, the kitchen was empty. Heard stirrings in the basement, and knew the prick was getting ready for work. I left and drove to school, cut most of my classes, spent much of the day in the library. I was feeling ashamed for what I had proposed; depressed that she rejected me. But between my bouts of confusion and regret and self-pity, I concocted the seeds of a plan to free mom, and me, from the misery and desperation that clouded our household. A plan, I was sure, from which the old man would not survive. I came home late, very late. The house was dark and quiet. Upstairs, light filtered from under her door. I knocked softly. She opened the door, looked luminous in a long, sheer, pink and white nightie. Her eyes were bright, a sparkle that was missing the night before. "Are you OK?" I asked. She nodded. "I checked in your room today. You forgot your phone." "I know. Dumb. Wasn't thinking too straight." She scolded, gently. "You could have found a phone and called me. I was worried." "I thought about you all day," I said. "Does that count?" "A little." She smiled. "A lot." She hooked a finger in my sleeve. "Come in. I have some things I have to tell you." "Mom, can I shower first and change? I feel grubby." She released my sleeve and smiled. "By the way, Chet came by and picked up your father. They're flying to Cleveland to work on another one of their schemes." "Good," I said, walking down the hall. "Let's change the locks." I heard her laugh. I turned briefly and caught mom standing in her doorway, her nightgown silhouetted by the light from her bedroom. "Mmmmm... black panties," I thought. I showered quickly, changed into pajama bottoms and a t-shirt, walked downstairs to the kitchen and fixed two wine coolers, and carried them up to mom's room. The door was open, so I walked in, found her sitting primly on the side of the bed. I handed her a glass. "Think I can get you drunk tonight?" I asked. "Definitely not!" she said with a laugh. She glanced down at her nightgown, said self-consciously, "I didn't realize this nightgown was so... transparent." "Didn't notice," I said. But of course I did. Even though she had her arms folded folded across her chest, my radar detected the dark pink of a nipple. Mom took a sip from her drink, then placed the glass on her table. I sat on the bed, she tucked a leg underneath her and faced me. "I love you. I don't ever want to lose what we have between us. I know what we're both thinking, and it is wrong. We're talking about incest, about crossing a line that should never be crossed. If we did, we could never undo it, never ever be the same, nothing would ever be the same." I listened with sinking heart. She was right, of course. But, for me, right didn't matter. I didn't say anything. She pressed her hands to her face, covering her mouth. I thought she was going to cry. Her voice trembled. "Everything would change, Matt. And God forgive me, I'll burn in hell, I want it!! I want it so desperately. I want the feelings to go away, but I know they won't and I don't want them to... deep in my heart... deep down here..." She pressed a hand between her legs... "I want what we can give each other... I don't want to say no to you." She covered her face with her hands again and, voice shaking, said, "Will you say something!" I couldn't say anything. I could have fallen off the bed. Did she really say what I think I heard her say? Now I was shaking. I stared into her eyes, started to say something, knew it would be inadequate. "Hello?" she laughed. She took my face between her hands. "Surprised?" "Happy," I said. "Relieved... excited." I shook my head. "I don't know what to say..." "Tell me you love me," she whispered. "I love you mom... I love you Lynn..." Those last four words were pure magic, to my ears and to hers. We sat there, staring goofily at each other. We kissed, I stroked her cheek, her hair. I let a hand brush her breast, feeling a taut nipple. She gasped. "Not tonight, maybe not anytime soon." She smiled, taking my hand. "Well, maybe sooner than that. When we're ready, when I'm ready... as it develops." "It's not just about sex," I said. "But in a way it's all about sex." She nodded. "We'll cross that line and when we do it will be incredible," I continued. "And we'll know it's right... right for us." "Be patient?" she asked. "I will. You be patient too." DAY TEN I didn't sleep last night either. Thoughts and emotions swirled and crashed in my head. Is this right? Am I manipulating her? Is she too vulnerable to think clearly? Why the change of heart? Did something happen that I'm not aware of? Will she change her mind? Can she handle this? Can I handle this? I'm downstairs as dawn breaks, fixing coffee and cereal. Mom comes down an hour later, wearing an old pair of pajama bottoms and a bulky sweatshirt. She curls and arm around my shoulders and I pull her onto my lap. We kiss, and it seems as though the weight of the world is lifted from us. The tension is gone and we trade rapid fire kisses. We nuzzle each other, hug, then start kissing again. I love the feel of her bottom on my lap; I love the new sensations I discover as I caress her back, her legs, her tummy. I know she is excited too. It feels like nothing we have ever experienced before. I didn't have to ask if she had second thoughts. She knew she didn't have to ask me. We had crossed the next line with no thoughts of turning back. DAYS ELEVEN thru FOURTEEN We cuddled every evening, in my room, her room, the living room, wherever we felt comfortable. We got bolder in our explorations; I massage her breast, run a hand inside her thigh, brushing her panties. Seems my cock is perpetually hard now and carves a hard-to-ignore outline through my pajamas. Rather than ignoring or avoiding its presence, she's begun to trace its length with her finger, teasing, getting acquainted. The prick came home at some point and, as usual, burrowed into his cave. We ignore him. On Monday, mom came downstairs in a too-short t-shirt and white cotton bikini panties. We stretched out on the couch, spooning, her t-shirt hiked above her hips. I could see the darkness of her pussy hair and the swell of her pubic mound. We were oblivious to the fact that the prick might come upstairs for supplies. I caressed her pussy through the cotton panties, working a finger through her swollen lips until I found her clit, and then massaged it as she groaned and quivered. Her juices soaked the panties. We started to talk dirty and that intensified our desires. But still we held back. Tuesday night, in my room, I caught her in an awkward, accidental pose, legs spread and pink panties stretched tight across her mound. I pressed my mouth there, kissed and breathed in the wonderful musky aroma of her cunt. She groaned and rocked her hips; I pressed harder, lips and teeth working at her clit. She shuddered, said "Oh fuck" and stilled. My cock was erect and throbbing, ballooning a tent in the front of my pajamas. She leaned over and kissed the outline, nibbled along the shaft, found the cockhead and nibbled at that. I was done. My hips bucked and I shot stream after stream of cum into my briefs. "Oh my baby," she said. "I'm sorry... let me clean that up for you." She lowered my pajamas and shorts, and licked the cum off my cock, off my thighs, off my cum-coated patch of pubic hair. She flipped my briefs inside out and sucked the jizz off the fabric. When she was done, when I was cleaned, she looked up at me with a beautiful smile, her lips glistening with the last remnants of my cum dump. "So yummy," she murmured. We closed and locked the bedroom door and fell asleep. DAY FIFTEEN Wednesday night. The prick never came home. In mom's bed that night, we fucked! ++++++++++++++++++++ Coming in Chapter 2: You'll find out why "the prick" is a prick; my plan to "eliminate" him begins to take shape. Meanwhile, Mom and I grow more comfortable and uninhibited in our relationship. And it seems Pat might want a piece of the action! Incest and the Evening News My name is Craig but I go by a stage name when I do the sports broadcast on the local evening news. I went to college on a sports scholarship but when it looked like I didn't have the right stuff to play professional sports, I majored in television communications. I started out doing small town stations and eventually landed a job in a larger city of 1 million. I think I was hired because not only could I do the news and sports but knew how to operate the station equipment. I stayed at this Midwestern station for several years and seen many of my contemporaries go to bigger markets. It was a comfortable job but routine as my career and life was going nowhere. That is until Susan was hired as the weather girl. The station hired a new girl, Susan, to do the weather. She was somewhat younger than 31, with a petite build, platinum blonde hair, and single. She was very attractive and most of the men at the station asked her out but she rebuffed all of them. Susan and I became good friends as we worked together on the station news programs and I think that I was about the only man at the station she trusted. I found out that her parents had died and she was raising her younger brother, Joe, who was 16 when Susan started working at the station. He was a good student and excellent athlete in high school who played on our station softball team the following spring. I don't think we would have won many games with out his participation and I got to be a good friend to her brother as well. Summer passed and soon winter was in the Midwest. A bad snow storm had hit the city which had many of the station personnel working a 24 hour shift which included Susan and myself. Some of the station's technicians were stuck at home or on the roads due to the snow. The interstate highway was closed and the station manager directed Susan and I to do a live broadcast from one of the city's overpasses where I would operate the camera and have Susan do the broadcast. Susan and I slipped on our station parkas, bottled some hot coffee, and climbed into the station's only broadcasting van. The roads were bad as we slipped and slided to an overpass with a clear view of the interstate. I raised the van satellite antenna and prepared the signal to the station. Susan climbed out of the van and carefully positioned herself on the overpass while I opened the back of the van pulling out the cameras and lights. It was still dark for five in the morning but the snow and headlights from the cars stalled on the interstate gave a soft glow to the surroundings. Susan began her broadcast of the weather and traffic with view of the highway and stalled cars in the background. After the broadcast, I shoved the equipment back of the van while Susan shivered into the passenger seat. She had taken off her hood and gloves for the live broadcast which left her head cold and wet from the melting snowflakes. I could see that she was in discomfort as I climbed into the driver's seat and tried to help her get warm. I found a clean shop towel in the van and placed it on top of her head then rubbed her cold hands with mine. At that point, our eyes really connected and we drew our faces closer together until our lips met. We were still rubbing hands as we kissed for several minutes. I think we surprised ourselves by our actions. We had been really good friends over the last year and never made passes at one another, but there we were, kissing passionately. Things were different after that live broadcast. At work, on the set, and in public we maintained our professional demeanor but privately we became involved a very hot love affair. We had to be careful because of the smaller town and station gossip and sent most of our time after hours in each other's apartment. Joe became used to my presence at Susan's place and he was pleased with my relationship with his sister. As relationships grow and mutual trust grows as well, Susan revealed a secret about her personal life. It turned out to be a rather large one. Her parents were not dead and Joe was not her brother but was her son. As a high school freshman she had fallen in love with a senior and became pregnant with his child. The senior was no where to be found after graduation and Susan had Joe at the age of 15. She had plenty of loving support from her parents but it was still a long road to finish high school then college and it was the reason that she entered into broadcasting at a later age. She found that she was more likely to be hired if she was not an unwed mother and she could get Joe under her health insurance as her ward/brother. You would not have guessed that Joe was her son by the way they acted. Joe always called Susan by her first name, never "mom". They really acted more like brother and sister. Susan explained that her mother was more of the traditional mother role model for Joe, especially in his early years and that they both grew up more like friends or siblings than a mother and son. Susan being young had a lot more in common with a young teen than your average mother. Susan was wary of men because of her experience in high school and I guess I was lucky that I was the first man she trusted in many years. It seemed that she was making up for lost time in the bedroom judging from the frequency and intensity of our lovemaking. She confided in me that for many years she had gone without sex but as a very sexual person indulged in daily masturbation and developed a taste for erotic literature mainly from the internet. I understood especially in regards to her situation and raising a child and trying to complete her education. One day the manager of the station asked me to fill in for the morning anchor who was on leave the next day. About two in the morning I left Susan's warm bed, showered, dressed, and left to do the early news that morning. After doing that slot and the noon report I went back to Susan's. It was around 1:30 when I let myself into Susan's apartment and yelled "hello". Joe was in school and wouldn't be home until 4 so it was no surprise not to hear his voice but I did not hear anything from Susan. I knew she was home as I saw her parked car. I took off my shoes, climbed the stairs to the second floor where the bedrooms were, and peeked into Susan's. There she was lying naked on her stomach, looking at her laptop screen, and lazily raising one foot off the bed and then the other. "Having fun?" I asked with a smile. Susan turned her head toward me and said, "Sorry I didn't hear you come in" "Must be something good on the net for you not to hear me" I said as I began to unbuckle my belt and drop my dress trousers. Susan smiled at me, turned her attention back to the screen, and said "I found this free site with a lot of stories. Some of them are really hot!" I finished taking off my briefs and kneeled on the bed next to Susan. I tried reading the screen but couldn't read the text without getting down next to the laptop screen. I began to glide my hand along the inside of her white thighs. She spread her legs a bit wider as my hand smoothed up one thigh, across her butt, down the other thigh, and back. "So what story are you looking at now?" I asked. Susan giggled and said, "This is really well written and very nasty too. It is almost believable. It's about a brother and sister fucking each other." I could fell my cock grow as she told me. My hand stopped its' gliding movement and stopped on her butt. My index finger followed the line between her butt cheeks down to her pussy and softly slid into her moist pussy. I heard Susan say "that feels nice" as my finger began to move in and out of her love canal. She continued reading the text as my finger went in pushing against one side and withdrawing pushing against the other side. It was not long before I had 2 fingers pushing in her and began to finger fuck her as fast as I could. Susan began to moan and then pushed her hips hard on the bed which wedged my hand between her pussy and the mattress. Susan relaxed and then gave me this gazed look, "Put your cock in me, fuck me good". She raised her hips in the air and stretched out her arms pushing the laptop to the floor. Still kneeling, I maneuvered my hips behind her butt and worked my cock into her wet pussy. I pushed in until my stomach pressed hard against her butt and we began a rocking motion with our hips. I bent over and cupped her breasts into my hands. Susan had small firm breasts with small brown nipples that just filled my hands. Sometimes I would open my hands and let her swaying nipples lightly rub the edge of my palms. I slide one hand away from her breasts along her stomach and reached between her legs to play with her clit. Susan repositioned herself on her elbows with her face buried in the pillow as I rubbed her clit and continued press and rotate my cock in her pussy. Soon she was moaning and letting out small squeals of delight from the folds of the pillow. I was feeling the pressure build in me as well as knew I would be coming soon. I grabbed Susan by her hips and began stroking my cock in and out of her as fast as I could, moving her hips hard and tight against me as I pushed in. Sweat was glistening on Susan's back as she let out a pleasurable "Oh God" then hung her head down in heavy breathing. I was still stroking away for a minute when I felt my hot cum erupt from my cock. I buried my cock deeply into her pussy as a flood of cum filled her pussy. I held my position, enjoying the pleasure then collapsed on the bed next to Susan. We rested next to each other as she laid the side of her face against my chest and ran her hands across my chest. "Mmmm, that was nice" Susan softly sighed. I smiled and said, "Me too. Been awhile since I had some afternoon delight." "We should do this more often" she smiled back. "Well, you certainly had a good head start on me" I chuckled. "I hadn't planned on it." she said, "I was ready to get into the shower but wanted to check my email real quick. One of the junk emails connected with this story site and the stories turned out to be really good, I lost track of time. At least until you came home!" "I could tell" I smiled, "So was it just that story or do you enjoy those kind of family stories?" "I hope you don't think I'm bad but I do enjoy family stories" she said, "I don't know why I do but I do. I have never had an incest experience but kind of enjoy the fantasy. You?" "I guess" I said, "I really haven't read much porn since I was in college. There is something about it that I find exciting. When I was a teenager, I used to peek in on my sister Jane when I knew she was undressing." "Really" Susan giggled. "Yeah" I laughed, "I mean I saw some stuff, just her tits, that was about it. She never caught me peeking or anything. My brother told me that he felt her tits one time but I think he was just telling me a story." Susan broke into a sly grin and asked, "Did you jack off when you watched her?" "Sort of" I smiled, "I couldn't do that when I was watching because I was too much out in the open being at her hallway door. Afterwards, I got off when I went back to my room." Susan asked, "You have fucked her if you had the chance?" I smiled and said, "Oh hell yes! Sure, a horny teen like I was would not turn down my attractive sister. I know you were an only child but did you ever think about doing something with your dad or something?" Susan smiled, "No, I love my father but he did not age to well as he grew older. I really don't find him very attractive." I said half joking and half serious, "Joe?" "Hmmmmm, how should I answer that?" she said, "Don't think of me as a horrible mother, but I have thought about. He is very handsome and built for his age. Joe does jack off a lot and I have peeked on him. He has some nice equipment." I laughed and said, "I see that I'm not the only peeping tom in the room and, no, I don't think you are horrible or anything. I love you." Susan grinned, "You sound a bit too curious and I think this talk is turning you on." "Well you need to get that shower" I said, "It's almost 2:30 and you have to at the station soon." "Oh my god" she exclaimed, "I going to have to hurry. Damn you for making me late." Susan headed for the shower while I laughed, "Hey, this afternoon wasn't my idea. You started it. Besides you get to work with Chester on the evening news." Susan leaned out of the bathroom doorway and threw a wet towel at me. "That old man smells so bad. I wish the station would fire him and make him take a shower or something." I could hear her laughing until all I heard was the sound of water hissing from the shower. I relaxed back for a minute as it had been a busy day since 2 in the morning. I began imagine Susan with Joe and enjoyed thinking of them together. I popped back into reality and realized Joe would soon be home from school. I had to get going as well. I struggled to get dressed as Susan put on some quick make up. She put a nice bright blouse with dark pants and a jacket then met me at the door. She left a note on the table for Joe, gave me a kiss, and we left in our cars going in separate directions. We never did get to finish or return to that conversion from that afternoon. However there were times when I caught Joe giving her mother a second look and honestly, who wouldn't. Susan was a very attractive woman. Soon it was summer and Joe graduated from high school. I planned a vacation at this posh resort on a quiet island in the Gulf of Mexico. It would be a graduation surprise for Joe and a well needed break for Susan and me away from the station. After a long flight, we were happily unpacking our luggage at a two story condo overlooking the gulf. Joe was not excited at first about being on vacation with mom and her boyfriend but after seeing the incredible white beach outside of the condo, he was in good spirits. We let him change and explore the beach while Susan and I finished the unpacking. He came back after an hour telling us how awesome the place was and it was a good time to be back as our "resort staff" had arrived and was preparing a choice of dinners for us. The three of us sat a table on our private patio next to our own private pool where the staff fixed us drinks and fresh seafood while the sun set on the Gulf. After dinner, Susan and I headed for the bedroom to get some sleep as we planned to be up early the next day. Joe stayed up for some time checking out what was on cable especially if they had MTV. After a sound night of rest, Susan and I woke up as the morning light came through glass doors leading to the deck of our second floor bedroom. Susan was getting into the shower while I called the number for the resort staff to come prepare breakfast for us. I slipped into the shower after Susan had finished and began to put on some light makeup. Soon we were drinking fresh juice on the patio in our white resort robes as the staff began to cook our order. Joe was still asleep and his mother let him rest but had extra food made for him when he awoke. After breakfast we changed into our swim suits and headed for the beach for a little early morning shell hunting. Susan looked wonderful in her black string bikini and I spent more time looking at her than looking for shells on the beach. It was nice to just walk the beach with her and hold her hands in the quiet of the early morning. The beach began to populate with other vacationers and we decided to find three beach lounges with a large beach umbrella. We picked a set and the beach staff of the resort immediately set us up with towels and drinks. We relaxed with our drinks and enjoyed the view of the Gulf as the beach began to fill up. After an hour or hour, we saw Joe walking towards us. He was turning some heads, especially from the other young girls on the beach, as he strolled by in his shades and Speedo. "This one mine?" asked Joe as glided onto the lounge next to his mother. "Oh yes" smiled Susan, "I see you finally got up." "Yeah" said Joe, "I got your note. Thanks for leaving some breakfast for me. I was pretty hungry this morning. This is really a great place and I love this beach! What have you two been doing this morning?" "Well, we decided to let you sleep" teased his mother, "Craig and I been walking the beach for shells but mainly relaxing and keeping out of the hot sun." Joe said, "Boy, is it hot out there. Your feet will burn on that sand unless you have your sandals on. Nice under the umbrella, the wind and shade make it real pleasant." I had just finished my drink when a couple of families walked by and settled under a couple of umbrellas about fifteen feet away from us. I assumed they were German from the language they were speaking. To our surprise and some of the others around us, the women of those families took off their bikinis out in the open and were completely naked for a minute. Then they put a one piece swim suit and went to swim in the ocean. After they came out of the water, they stripped off the one piece suits and put the bikinis back on and laid out under the umbrellas. The three of us just looked at each other as this rather bizarre behavior and shrugged. I know that Joe enjoyed that little strip show as he raised both of his legs at the knees to hide my hard cock. I whispered, "It must be what they do on the beaches in Europe, I guess" "I guess so" Susan smiled. Pointing to some people in the water, Joe said "I want to go out on one of those rafts. How do you get one?" "Oh, just show your resort key at that tent over there" I said, "They will give you one for all day. They have inner tubes and paddle boats if you one of those instead." "The raft will be cool" said Joe as he rose to his feet and put on his sandals. His mother watched him get a raft and they waved to each other as he carried the raft to the edge of the water. Joe placed his sandals safely on the edge of the beach, placed the raft in the water, mounted it, and swam out across the waves. "I think Joe is having a good time" sighed Susan. "It is so nice and relaxing here." "He's having fun and I think he likes more than just the ocean scenery" I grinned. "You are so bad" grinned Susan. "I'm sure he is a little worked up over that show. You know there are a lot of women topless here not just those German people. Joe probably is getting a better view from the raft than by us." "Yeah and it is easier for him to hide his hard on." I laughed. Susan slapped my arm and said, "You are so bad today! Probably right though. You know I have never done that on a beach, I mean go topless. I have done it at home, in private, while lying out in the sun." I said, "Well, nobody knows us here. So, if you want to do as the romans do, be my guest. Just put some suntan lotion there. I don't want a sunburn to spoil my fun with you." Susan gave a playful and sexy smile as she leaned over and moving her hands behind her back, unhooked her bikini top. She pulled it off her shoulders and she laid back. Her naked breasts looked so white and beautiful against the rest of her tanned body. She applied some lotion to her chest and this time I had to raise my knees to hide my stiffening cock. "I can't tell how good and almost liberating this feels" smiled Susan, "The breeze feels so good against my breasts." "Looks pretty good from here" I laughed as Susan playfully smacked my arm again. For a couple of hours we relaxed under the umbrella, sometimes day dreaming, sometimes watching the Germans change their suits, and at times keeping an eye on Joe and his raft, making sure he was OK. At some point he swam back to shore, put on his sandals and carried the raft back to our umbrella. I could see that he was surprised that Susan was topless but I could tell that he was going to be cool and pretend not to notice. Incest and the Evening News "Man that was great!" said Joe as he settled back in his lounge. "I think you needed to get out of the sun for awhile." I said, "You really got so dark being out in that direct sun." "I think I look pretty good" smiled Joe, "I'm getting hungry. They got something to eat around here?" "Good idea" I said, "I'm hungry myself now that I think about it. Well, return that raft and tell one of the guys working that booth to send a waiter over." I watched Joe pick up the raft and carry it to the booth. He briefly talked to one of the workers there and then returned. It wasn't more than a minute after Joe returned when one of the resort staff appeared. He took our order and returned in a few minutes with drinks and sandwiches. "You know you can get jet skis where you get the rafts and stuff." said Joe between a sandwich bite and drink of soda. "That sounds like a lot of fun" I said, "I haven't been on one for a couple of years. See if they have one of the larger ones that we can all fit on." "Oh Man" said Joe disappointed. "You can drive" I smiled and he brightened up. "Besides the larger ones go faster" Joe finished lunch first and went over to the booth and talked to them about jet skis. Soon Joe was waiting at the edge of the beach as one of the resort staff raced by in 3 man jet ski. The driver made a quick turn churning large swells in the normally quiet waves and coasted the ski over to where Joe was standing. He had Joe take the controls and then spent a few minutes and practice runs showing Joe how to work the ski. In no time Joe was having a ball flying over the waves. Joe drove the ski around for about a half hour then coasted into shore and waved for us to join him. I took Susan by the hand, helped her up from the lounge, and we walked towards Joe. Susan was very relaxed and hadn't noticed she was still topless as we strolled down the beach. "Hop on" said Joe as he gunned the engine in neutral. Susan sat behind Joe and I got on. "You better hold on. This baby's fast!" laughed Joe. Susan wrapped her arms around Joe's waist, pressing her nude breasts into his back. I wrapped my arms around Susan and thought how lucky Joe was today. Joe hit the accelerator, launching the nose of the jet ski into the air as we began to cruise along the water. Susan sandwiched between us held on tight as Joe made some sharp turns and jumped the waves. She shrieked occasionally with a hard turn or a hard thump over a wave but she loved the thrill of the ride. It was getting late in the afternoon as Joe finally brought the jet ski back to shore. He went to the booth to arrange the ski return while Susan and I went back to the umbrella to pick up our few items. Susan put her bikini top back on as Joe came back. We gathered our few personal items and the three of us strolled back to the condo. Susan was between us and held my hand and Joe's hand as walked back to the condo, I called the resort staff to come in an hour and prepare dinner. Joe spend some time cooling off in the private pool while Susan and I shared a romantic shower together before coming down to the pool in our resort robes. I was very turned on watching Susan being so naked and sexual around her son. She slipped off her bikini and slipped into the shower. I took off my suit and joined her as the cool water splashed on our bodies. I applied this coconut scented shampoo to her hair and massaged it into a white lather. I was against her back, giving her light kisses around her neck, as I ran the soap across her breasts. I rubbed the soap all over her chest as my cock harden and moved between her legs. She moaned lightly, enjoying my hard cock against the inside of her thighs, and my hand playing with the hard nipples of her breasts. The soap dropped from my hand as I reached down and slid my finger into wet fold of her pussy. My fingers rubbed against her clit while Susan squealed in delight and then she bent over holding onto one of the shower railings. Susan moved her legs apart as I ran my cock between the widening folds of her pussy and against her clit. After a little of this foreplay, I slowly worked my cock into her pussy. Susan hung her head down in a stream of water and muttered "fuck me, fuck me" while I increased the speed and intensity of my cock in her pussy. Susan shook slightly and uttered "Oh god" as orgasms flowed through her body. She pulled away from me and then turned around. She pushed her chest hard against mine and kissed me deeply, rolling her tongue in my mouth. Then whispering in my ear, she said, "Cum on me". Dropping to her knees, Susan took my cock with both hands and stroked it fast until white streams of hot cum shot on her face. Now it was me holding on to the shower railings recovering from pleasure and I looked down at Susan who was looking up at me and our eyes locked for a moment. Then she wickedly grinned and moved back into the shower stream, washing my cum off of her. We quickly finished washing each other then dried off. We didn't bother to really dress but slipped on the resort robes and went down to our pool for dinner. We walked over the patio where Joe was sitting. I sure he noticed how long it took us and noticed that certain spring in his mother's walk and that certain smile she has after sex. The resort staff was just starting to set up and started to serve some drinks. They set down three margaritas for us and I could see that Susan was about to ask them to take the one for Joe away but then stopped and let it go. Joe just smiled at his good luck and took a sip of his margarita. The staff served some Caribbean food that blew us away as we finished a second round of margaritas. We had dinner somewhat earlier than the day we came in and the sun had not begun to set yet. A cool breeze had come in off the ocean, dropping the temperature into the 70's. "That was great food" I said, "Too bad we can't get this at home." "I am going to miss it too." sighed Susan, "All there is at home is fast food and chains." "I'm going to miss more than just food" laughed Joe, "Looks like a great place to live" "Sometimes" I said, "It is better place to visit than live. Well, enjoy the few days we are here. College will be coming in a few months and you will be very busy for the next four years. I think I am done here and I'm going to watch the sunset from the hot tub on our bedroom deck. Who is in?" "I am" smiled Susan. "Hmm, I might get in later" said Joe, "I really want to see the sunset from the beach." "OK" I said, "Suit yourself but try to come back before it gets too dark." Susan and I got up from our chairs as the staff cleaned up. Joe said goodbye and headed for the beach. We climbed the stairs to our bedroom and went through the glass doors to the deck outside of the bedroom. I raised the cover of the hot tub and removed it by a side deck railing. It was fizzing until Susan started to play with the controls and white plumes of water began to vibrate through the spa. I removed Susan's robe and she stepped into the spa. She was finding a comfortable spot while I slid off my robe and hopped in. The deck had a great southern view of the beach and the sun seemed to be inches above the water. "I wonder why Joe didn't want to join us?" asked Susan. "Maybe he really wanted to see it set from the beach but I think he wanted to see if there were any girls to meet there." I said, "Maybe he wanted to see more of that German side show. Could be he had to walk off those margaritas. He doesn't drink, at least I don't think he does, and he did have 2 of them." "I was going to them take it back" said Susan, "But I thought why not. He is on vacation, he is out of school, and soon he will be in college. He has grown to be a man. Have to start trusting him to do things that adults do" I nodded and adjusted the controls again to where the water jets were slower. The sun sank into the water within a minute and the dim solar lights surrounding the deck came on. A full moon appeared from overhead giving some illumination to the surrounding view. We heard the entry door of the condo open, then close, and heard Joe's voice yelling out he was back. A second later, Joe stuck his head out of the glass door entrance. "How's the water?" asked Joe. "Great" sighed his mother, "How was the beach?" "Really cool" said Joe, "I didn't know the sun could sink that fast." "Yeah it does" I said, "You coming in?" "Hmm" paused Joe, "I going to see what is on cable. MTV has a concert on sometime tonight and I really want to see it. I'll be back if it isn't coming on soon." "OK", I said as Joe padded back down the stairs. The spa continued to churn water as we relaxed. The timer then shut off and the water slowed to an effervescent fizz. "I think you need to reset the timer" sighed Susan, "I had one of those jets hitting just the right spot." "You're going to make me jealous of the hot tub" I joked. I was about ready to reset the controls when Joe opened the glass doors. "Concert doesn't start for a couple of hours" said Joe, "Thought I'd try out the spa with you." Joe was about to raise one foot into the spa when he noticed we were nude through the clear fizzing water. "Sorry, didn't wait to interrupt anything" Susan smiled and said very soothingly, "Joe, it's OK. We weren't doing anything... yet" "Take off your swimming trunks and come on in." Joe hesitated for a moment. "This hot tub is designed for naked people only so don't be embarrassed. We aren't." Joe turned his back to us and slid off his trunks. He eased in the spa with his back to us and after he was about half way in, he turned around and sat next to his mother. I could he was a little embarrassed and hit the timer so the white plumes of water would obscure the visibility of anything in the water. After a while Joe was relaxed and we began to chat. Susan placed one arm over each of our shoulders and said, "It is so wonderful here to be with my best guys. I moved close next to Susan and accidentally bumped her right up against Joe. She didn't mind and Joe didn't either. He was finally comfortable being nude with us. "So, were there a lot of people watching the sun set on the beach?" Joe said, "I think there were about 50 people scattered around the beach. Some were drinking wine, a lot were taking pictures, and the Germans were changing their clothes." I laughed and said, "Not exactly how the swimming is at home. Some of them put on quite a show." Joe looked down for a moment. "No harm in looking, Joe. A couple of the girls were really good looking." "Lets not forget some the guys were good looking too" laughed Susan. "None as good looking as you, Joe. You really turned his heads on the beach today. Did you meet or talk to any girls on the beach tonight?" "I talked to a couple" said Joe, "But the only ones around my age were the Germans and honestly, none of us understood what the other was saying. I kind of nodded and they giggled a lot. Who knows what they were saying." "Yeah, kind of tough to communicate or even look at them with a straight face after you have seen them naked all day" I joked. "Even tougher" laughed Susan, "To keep your cocks from sticking out too!" "Mom!" cried Joe in exasperation as we broke up laughing. "Joe, nothing to be embarrassed about" she said soothingly as our laughter settled, "All guys get hard. It is very beautiful. Besides, I've seen you before when you were taking care of business and you were not in as much privacy as you thought. You've grown up" Joe devilishly grinned from ear to ear, "I know. I knew you peeked in on me once in awhile. When I knew you were watching, sometimes I would be more of an exhibitionist. I figured you would either stop watching and give me my privacy or you'd get a thrill from it." Susan slid her arm from Joe's shoulder and let it float on a jet water in front of her. "I'm sorry Joe, I should have given you more privacy but moms get curious too. And I did enjoy peeking in and sounds like you enjoyed giving your mom a show as well." The timer on the spa turned off again and the water returned to a fizz. It became very quiet on the deck with only the distance sound of the waves hitting the beach. Susan let her hand that was balanced on top of a bubbling jet of water sink in the water and land on Joe's naked thigh. I looked over to see Joe's hard cock sticking up and glanced to see Susan looking at the same sight. I could feel my cock getting hard as well. Through the dimly lit shimmering water, I watched as Susan held her long fingers straight out and very slowly moved her hand from her son's thigh to his cock. Joe closed his eyes and exhibited a slight smile as his mother's fingers clasped around his cock. I watched intently as Susan started to give her son a hand job. She slowly began to stroke him until she got into a nice rhythm. Joe still had his eyes closed and slightly opened his mouth. Susan kept her eyes intent on her handy work while I began to stroke myself and watched. Joe quietly uttered, "Faster Mom faster" Susan began stroking him faster and if it wasn't for the water, she would have rubbed him raw. Joe opened his mouth wider and let out a moan. White ribbons of cum shot into the water as Susan coaxed very bit from her son's cock. Joe relaxed as his cock shrank from his mother's grip. Soon I smile came over his face. "God mom" he smiled, "That was wonderful. It felt so good." "I'm so happy you liked it" said Susan in a low sexy voice, "I have always wanted to do that before but never had to nerve to ask you or just do it. You OK with it?" "Oh jeez, yeah." he smiled, "I loved it." Susan moved her body around in the spa and using the water buoyancy floated on Joe's lap and gave him a big hug, pressing her chest hard against his. She gave him a very soft sensual kiss and then put the tip of her index finger on his chin. Susan said, "Now Joe, I think it is time for you to watch your concert and I need to spend some time with Craig. You know what I mean?" Joe smiled at his mother and nodded. "We will do this again sometime. OK? Joe nodded and grinned. He slid out from under Susan as she floated back in the water. He climbed out of the spa and grabbing a towel from the stack next to the spa, drying himself quickly. He didn't bother with putting his swimming suit back on and walked nude through the condo. Needless to say after Joe left, Susan and I got out of the hot tub and jumped into our bed. It was a very passionate lovemaking session and we were both excited from what went on in the spa. It was almost an hour later and Susan was on top on me, riding up and down on my cock. I saw a movement of shadows and glanced over to me Joe at the doorway watching us. He stayed at the doorway for a few minutes and then went into his room. It was not long after that when we climaxed for the day. The next morning, Susan and I awoke late. Over some coffee in bed, she said that she wanted to do some shopping today instead of going to the beach. I called in for breakfast to be made while we were cleaning up. We donned our robes and headed for the pool where breakfast was being served. We looked in on Joe in his room. He was snoring and still sound asleep. Joe had kicked off his covers during the night and was lying nude on top of his bed. Susan smiled as I motioned her to come downstairs. The staff had arrived and was cooking as we walked to the patio table. We discussed Susan's shopping adventure over breakfast and then arranged with the staff to have the resort trolley pick us up and take us into town. We dressed quickly and left a note for Joe where we were going and that his breakfast was in the fridge. The resort trolley pulled up a few minutes and we left for town. The trolley dropped us off with several other guests in the main shopping district. We spent hours looking at the goods sold in the market stalls and even bought a few items. We stopped for lunch then continued shopping for awhile then caught the trolley back to our condo. We entered the air conditioned condo and relaxed for a few minutes as it had become very hot that afternoon. Susan checked and Joe had left a note thanking her for breakfast and that he would be on the beach all day. We put away the items she bought and decided to swim for awhile. We went out on the patio and as I undressed, I watched Susan place her sun hat on the table then pull the white dress up over her body and on the ground. She wore no bra that day and all she had on were a pair of black panties. She had had an all over tan from the previous day and the bright sun enhanced the whiteness of her butt as she removed her panties. Soon we were swimming and frolicking in the cool water of our private pool. Susan propped her elbows on the edge of the pool, holding her body above the water and said, "I wish we had one of these at home." "We'd never make it to work" I joked, "No weather for the day, as weathergirl still enjoying a nude swim." Susan splashed some water in my direction and said, "I'm serious" "Well better make it a heated pool as our warm weather is only a few months" I said, "Besides, our apartments have pools." "Not like this" she said, "I want a private one of my own." "Maybe we should get an out of the way place with a pool" I said, "Actually I'm getting tired of juggling my apartment and yours. I think we should live together." "I would love that" said Susan excitedly, "Our own secret hideaway. Since Joe is out of school and probably will be out of town for college, I don't have to be concerned about which school district he is in anymore. We could live anywhere." "Getting rid of me already?" joked Joe as he walked to the edge of the pool. "How was your day on the beach?" I asked. "It was great" he said, "I met this girl from England and she taught me how to wind surf on those boards with the sails. After awhile it was real easy and we had a great time on the ocean." "Great" said Susan, "I'm glad you met someone who speaks English" "Her name is Jane and she is really nice" he said excitedly, "How was shopping? Did you get me anything?" "Oh maybe something for later" Susan slyly smiled. "Come in and join us" "Maybe later" smiled Joe, "Jane and her parents asked me to come over to their place and have dinner with them. Is it OK?" "Yeah, I guess" said Susan, "What time do you think you will be back?" "Probably right after sunset." smiled Joe. "OK" smiled his mother, "Have fun with your new friend but call if you are going to be out late." Joe nodded and went inside the condo. He came out in about a half hour, showered and dressed in a white linen shirt with white linen pants and sandals. He put on his shades and waved goodbye to us. We waved back as he sauntered down the road. "Looks like a hot date" I joked. "Well, I hope it's OK" said Susan, "I worry about him with people we don't know in a place that is not home." "Mother, you worry too much" I joked, "Young guys like being the stranger in a strange land. There is something to the adventure of it. Besides, he is hoping to get lucky" Susan splashed some more water my way, "I know you are right but I can't help it." "Well I think it is time for us to have dinner as well" I said. I lifted myself out of the pool and went into the condo to call for the staff. I came back with the robes and we put them before the staff began to arrive. The cool breeze began to come in off of the ocean as dinner was ready. It was a great dinner as expected and we lingered over coffee and dessert as the staff cleaned then left. Stabbing a slice of cheesecake with her fork, Susan sighed, "I hope Joe is having fun. I miss him being with us at dinner." "Joe will be gone months at a time when he is in college" I said, "And I hope that you aren't going to be acting like this all the time when he is gone." Incest and the Evening News "Oh I know" Susan smiled, "It's just this is vacation and it is special for us." "Well last night certainly was." I said, "I been meaning to ask you but was looking for the right time." "It was a surprise for both of us" she blurted in, "I didn't expect or plan anything. It just happened and I certainly enjoyed it. I know Joe did as well." "Did you know that Joe was watching us for awhile after we went to bed?" I asked. Susan nodded her head in agreement and said, "He wasn't there too long but I really got turned on when he was watching. I guess you could tell." "You nearly broke my cock when you starting bouncing so hard." I said smilingly, "You think that anything more will happen like that?" "I don't know" Susan smiled, "I'll leave that up to Joe with whatever he is comfortable with or wants to do. Personally I'm open to experiment with this. You?" "Well, yes" I said, "We have read and liked a lot of stuff like swinging or group stuff and ... incest. I'd like to explore this more. I'll be honest, seeing you with Joe got me very excited. I'm open to what ever happens." "Still might remain just a fantasy" Susan smiled, "I guess we will see." The sun started to drop in the water as we finished the last of the coffee. We took our chairs to the edge of the pool and removed our robes. We sat in the nude and watched the sun sink into the ocean. We become engrossed with the changing colors of the sky, water, and clouds. When the light show ended with the coming of twilight, we noticed 2 figures walking up the path from the beach. We had not paid much attention until we heard a voice say "Hi Craig, Hi Mom". Startled, we turned around to see Joe standing by the pool with a girl. "Oh jeez, Joe" said an embarrassed Susan, "You could have yelled something sooner so we could have put something on!" Joe laughed, seeing his mother trying to cover herself with her hands. "I'm sorry mom but I didn't think you and Craig would hanging out naked." The girl said, "Hi, I'm Jane and don't worry, its' alright. This is a great place to be nude." "Sorry" stuttered Joe, "This is Jane, the girl I was telling you about. This is my mom, Susan and her boyfriend, Craig." "Hello" was about all we could say on short notice. Jane was a beautiful young girl, petite with brown hair and hazel eyes. Her face was almost plain but had this natural sexy look. She was wearing a blue bikini with a loose tangerine shirt. Joe asked, "Her parents said it was OK if she could stay awhile as long as I didn't keep her out to late and walk her home." We nodded in agreement. "Mind if we use the hot tub on your bedroom deck?" "Sure" I said without too much thought. The kids turned and chased each other into the condo. "Pretty girl" I said to Susan. "She is" smiled Susan, "I guess we'll stay here for awhile. Can't use the spa or our bedroom for awhile." "Your face is still red" I joked, "I didn't know you could be embarrassed so easily." "Not everyday your son brings a girlfriend around and you are completely naked" she retorted. "I'm glad she wasn't shocked and I'm a bit surprised she was so calm about it." "Well, a dip in the pool will take that red right out!" I said as I picked Susan up in my arms and tossed her into the pool. When Susan rose to the surface, I could hear her say "Damn you Craig" as I dove in cannonball style and landed close to her, splashing her with a wave of water. I popped to the surface only to have Susan laughing and splashing me with water. The splashing died down as we embraced and kissed in the pool while the moon began to rise. Soon I was sitting at the edge of the pool with Susan's lips wrapped around my hard cock. I watched in the pale moon light as Susan's head moved back and forth while the length of my cock slowly disappeared in her mouth then reappeared. Susan's sucking grew harder and faster and her hand played with my balls. She gave a light squeeze and I exploded into her mouth. I watched the movement of her throat move as she swallowed all of it. Susan smiled and as she wiped a dab of cum away, said "Best dessert of all" "That felt so good" was all I could mutter. "Craig", she said, "I don't know about you but I'm getting cold staying out in the pool. They have been up there for almost two hours. Do you think they have had enough time alone or would we be interrupting?" "I guess it depends on how fast he works" I said with a grin, "But if we are interrupting, they can move it into his bedroom. Perhaps they already have. Anyway, you need to warm up some." I stood up and extended my hand to help Susan out of the pool. She grabbed my hand but I must have not been balanced well as I fell in. Susan was laughing as I bobbed to the surface. I took her hand and we walked to the shallow end of the pool then up the three corner stairs to the patio. We went through the condo and opened he glass door to the bedroom deck. Susan and I said "hello" to Jane and Joe as we walked onto the deck. The spa was bubbling at full speed but we could see they were nude in the spa. Of course, we hadn't bothered to put our robes back on either. "Mind if we come in?" I asked, "Your mother was starting to get cold in the pool" "Help yourself" said Joe, "I have to get Jane back to her place anyway." Jane stood up and said, "Yeah, probably need to go back before mum and dad get worried. Besides, I need to get some items packed still as our plane leaves around ten tomorrow." Susan nudged me slightly as I was staring too long at Jane when she stood up. She was thin and petite pretty girl who she had no hair on her pussy. I clumsily said, "Oh sorry to hear that you have to leave tomorrow." "I hate to leave but we have been here for a week and its time to go home." said Jane as she slid into her bikini bottoms and pulled the tangerine shirt over her, then tied the strings of her bikini top through a loop in her bikini bottoms Joe climbed out of the hot tub as we stepped in and put on only his shirt, pants, and sandals. "It was nice to meet you" said Susan, "I know Joe had a great time windsurfing with you. I hope you keep in touch." They said their goodbyes and left the spa to ourselves. "Must have something you liked." "Hmm, what do you mean?" I asked lazily. "I had to nudge you. You were staring at her pussy so much, it was almost embarrassing." said Susan, "Is that something you like?" "I have seen a lot of pictures of bald pussies" I said, "but that is the first one I have ever seen in person. I didn't mean to stare but it did look quite delightful." "I bet" smiled Susan, "I imagine Joe has some appreciation of it too. I think I'm going to opt for a warm bath, the chlorine in the pool and this spa is really bothering my eyes today. Hope you don't mind. See you in bed in a little bit?" "You bet" I said. I settled back as Susan got out of the spa and went into the bedroom. I began to daydream and almost fell asleep until I snapped to reality. I figured that I had been in the hot tub long enough and got out. After drying off, I hopped in the king size bed and began to play with the TV remote. Susan was still in the bathroom as I ran through the 50 or so channels on the TV. She had been in there a long time until the door opened and Susan came out with a large towel wrapped around her. She walked to the edge of the bed, opened the towel, and said, "Ta dum!" Susan had shaved her pussy. "What do you think?" "News at ten, weathergirl shaves pussy. Pictures at eleven." I joked and admired the view in front of me. "Really, I love it. You are so beautiful." "I can tell" she smiled, "You are staring again. If I knew I could get this much attention, I would have done it a long time ago." "Done what?" Joe's voice echoed from the stairwell. "You are back already?" said his mother as she rewrapped the towel around her then rolled on the bed next to me. "I've gone for an hour" said Joe. "Time has flown by." I said, "Jane seems like a nice girl. Too bad she is leaving tomorrow." "She was cool" smiled Joe, "We had a lot of fun today but eventually all of us go home. I mean we are leaving day after tomorrow." "It was nice that you met someone and had fun while we were shopping" Susan then smiled, "I hope we didn't interrupt anything this evening." "Oh no" smiled Joe, "We were mainly talking and it was time for her to get back." "Only talking?" I asked. "With a pretty naked girl in the hot tub?" "Well" Joe blushed, "We kissed and some stuff but nothing too far. I could tell you liked her" "Really?" I said. "Yeah, you kept staring at her and your cock was sticking out." laughed Joe "See I told you." said Susan. "I guess I could not help it." I said, "She was very pretty." "That's OK" said Joe, "Jane wasn't offended by it. Besides, she was looking at mine most of the evening, anyway." "Joe!" exclaimed Susan, "I suppose you didn't look at her at all?" Joe blushed slightly and said, "Hmmm, yes. Maybe a little more than look." Susan smiled at her son, patted her hand on the bed, and quietly said "Sit down" Joe sat on the side of the bed next to his mother. "It's OK Joe. It is what men and women do when they are together. No harm in a little exploring especially with a pretty girl like Jane." "She was pretty cool." Joe said, "I really like that English accent. It is what attracted me to her when I heard her talk on the beach." "I am sure her accent wasn't the only thing" I said. "Pay no attention to Craig" smiled Susan, "He just likes bald pussies." "I like them too." smiled Joe. "How about this one?" I said, as I snapped away Susan's towel. Susan yelled "Craig!" as she turned very red. Joe looked down at his mother's naked hairless pussy then looked into her eyes and smiled lovingly. "It's very beautiful" he said quietly. Susan's face returned to a blush as their eyes met. "Really?" she said quietly, "You think so? As nice as Jane's?" "Better" Joe said in a confident smile. Susan grinned wickedly and whispered to her son, "Want to see more?" Joe nodded as his mother propped two pillows behind her, leaned back on the pillows, and extended her legs. Joe rolled onto his side and rested his face on one arm at his mother's feet, with a clear view of the inside of his mother's shapely legs. I sat up and scooted close to Susan as my cock began to rise. Susan looked at her son, smiled then closed her eyes. Both of her hands stroked her thighs and she raised her knees slightly as she began to work on her pussy. One finger slowly moved up and down the slit of her pussy until it disappeared between her lips. Her finger moved up and down across her clit until a sultry grin came across her face. As her finger became wet, she used her other hand to push her lips apart exposed the pink inner folds of her pussy and her hard clit. I could see that Joe's cock was having a tough time pushing in those white linen pants. "Joe" I said quietly not to disturb the moment, "Take off your clothes." Joe softly lifted himself from the bed and without taking his eyes off his mother, removed his shirt and pants. His cock was sticking straight out with a slick precum oozing over his cock head. Susan opened her eyes for a moment and observed her nude son watching her masturbate. She closed her eyes again and began to rub her clit more vigorously. Joe returned to our bed, sitting between his mothers's outstretched knees with his legs crossed. Joe and I were stroking ourselves as Susan began to move her index finger around her clit in small circle motions and pushed another finger deep inside her pussy. Susan moaned and held still for a moment then returned to her finger action. Soon, she had two fingers moved in and out of her pussy and her other index finger teased and thrashed her clit. I reached over and began to feel her breasts and lightly pinch each nipple. She began to whisper, "oh god, oh god" as her fingers moved faster. She gasped then cried out as she moved her fingers in deep and pressed hard on her clit. She leaned her back quietly in motionless ecstasy. I leaned over and began to suck on one of her nipples, then kissed my way up her chest as Susan's eyes fluttered open. She caught a glimpse of her naked Joe before our tongues meet in a kiss. I could feel Susan's hot breath in my mouth and could hear her breathing hard as my kisses moved from her lips to her cheek then to the edge of her ears. To this day, I am not sure why I said it or why the idea crossed my mind at that moment. Very softly I whispered to Susan, "I want to see Joe fuck you." Susan broke into this very lusty grin and nodded yes. I moved to the side as Susan continued to smile at her son, then swung her one leg over his head and rolled onto all fours. Joe was staring into his mother's butt and pink pussy as his hand stroked faster on his cock. Joe wasn't sure what was going on or what he was supposed to do. I said, "Joe, Susan wants to feel your cock inside her." Joe look slightly puzzled and said, "You sure it's OK?" I nodded and he said quietly, "I have never done this with a girl before." I said, "Joe, you know what to do. Just get on your knees and very slowly put your cock in your mother's pussy and nature will do the rest." Joe uncrossed his legs and got on his very wobbly knees. He scooted forward and very slowly ran his hands across Susan's butt, massaging each cheek. After he felt a little more comfortable, he took his cock with one hand and guided his cock head to the love canal of Susan's pussy. I watched as her son's cock slowly disappeared into her. Susan's eyes opened widely then closed with a slight gasp for breath. As nature took it's course, Joe began moving his cock in and out of Susan. He grasped her hips and moved them in rhythm to his stroking. Susan was moaning and having mini orgasms as her son's balls slapped with each stroke. Joe exclaimed, "Oh mom, this feels sooo good!" Joe's strokes became faster and I knew between the show earlier and his first time that he was going to cum soon. He pushed hard and let out a cry as his cum poured into his mother. Susan was breathing hard as she collapsed on the bed with her son on top of her. They were motionless for a minute until Joe's cock returned to normal and slipped out of her. He rolled on his back, trying to catch his breath. Susan rolled to one side and kissed her son slightly and beamed at him lovingly. Then I moved Susan on to her back and spread her legs apart. Susan smiled wantonly as I placed each ankle on my shoulders and slowly pushed my cock in her. It felt a little strange pushing my cock in her pussy that was filled with Joe's cum but it made the pushing all the easier. I pushed in deep lifting Susan's legs high in the air, and leaned forward to suck on her nipples. I lingered my mouth on her nipples until they were hard and pointy and Susan moaned with each suck. I glanced over to see Joe watching with a satisfied smile on his face. I firmly grasped Susan's knees with each hand and began to slowly then faster pump in and out of her. She was still tight but had less friction than what I was used to and I was pumping harder and faster than I ever had before. Susan was moaning and slightly moving from side to side. Susan looked into my eyes and her lips mouthed "I love you". Susan reached down around her pussy and soaked her finger tips into the liquid flowing from her pussy. She placed her index finger in her mouth and sucked on it as my pumping cock felt bigger, wider, and harder than it had ever before. The sweat was rolling off of me and I was breathing hard. I hadn't noticed how hard Susan was breathing as well as moaning. She reached underneath me and massaged her moist finger into my ass. I groaned and released streams of hot cum into her pussy. I let legs slowly slide to the bed as her finger slipped out and our hot sweating bodies relaxed on each other. After what seemed like hours, Susan just said, "wow!" "Yeah, wow!" I replied. "Mom that felt so good." said Joe, "It was the best feeling I ever had in my life." "Sex is that good" sighed his mother. I looked at the alarm clock and said, "It's about two in the morning, I think we should call it an evening. OK? Joe nodded and kissed his naked mother goodnight then walked into his bedroom. I waited until I heard Joe rustled his sheets then turned off the light. I snuggled with Susan who was enjoying being in pleasure land. We held each other in warm silence. "I can't believe we did that." I said, "That had to be the wildest thing I ever did." "Me too!" grinned Susan, "I loved it. I can't describe the feeling of having Joe inside me. It felt so good, so nasty, so exciting, so.... I don't know." "I didn't know that Joe was a virgin." I said "Me neither" she smiled, "I can't believe I was his first time. He was good for his first." "I could tell." I smiled, "So where do we go from here with Joe?" "I don't know how you feel about this or Joe either" said Susan, "but I would like to explore the mother son love some more. It is so sexually intense." "I'm OK with it." I said, "I don't mind sharing you with Joe. It's not like you are seeing another man or anything. This incest thing really turned me on, I got so hot watching Joe fuck you. You, fucking your son, wow!" "I know" sighed Susan with a yawn, "I feel the same. Let's get some sleep and see how this goes. Maybe this will be our only time maybe not." All of us slept until almost noon. I made coffee and called for the staff to prepare a meal. I woke Joe up and the three of us had a late breakfast on the patio. No one said anything about last night but we all had knowing smiles on our faces. Being it was our last day, I arranged to have us on the sunset cruise around the island. A small cruise ship departs from the resort harbor around seven in the evening where a buffet is served and a band plays. The boat sails around the island until it is in position for a great view of the sunset and then returns after the sun is down. Until then we spent the last afternoon, lounging on the beach and getting the last chance for a tan or swim. It got around five in the afternoon when we waved goodbye to the beach and headed back to the condo. Joe and I dressed casually in white shirts and pants while Susan dresses up in a slinky black dress. The resort trolley picked us up and delivered us to the boat on time. Soon, we were together with many other guests looking over the bow of the cruise ship as it pulled away from the dock. The water was very smooth that evening and it was almost dream like as the boat glided through the waters around the island. We ate lightly in the buffet while sipping on strong pina coladas. Then we strolled to the top deck where the band was playing. Joe and I took turns dancing with Susan who enjoyed dancing especially with the attention of two men. The sun was starting to set and most of the passengers were heading to the observation decks to watch. "Ready to watch the sun set?" I asked. Susan whispered in my ear, "Joe and I need a minute alone. Go out on the deck and we will join you in a minute." I nodded and watched Joe and his mother head towards to other end of the boat. As Susan told me later, they went to a secluded vacant section of the ship. Joe had told her how much he wanted her and he kissed her passionately, pulling the down the top of her dress, then sucked on his mother's nipples until they heard people coming. Susan quickly pulled up her dress, took Joe by the hand, and walked to the observation deck where I was. The sun set quickly and the boat steamed back to the resort. I had a last dance of the evening with Susan. While the boat played a slow tune, Susan recounted the make out session with her son as I danced close to her, hiding the bulge in my pants from the other dancers. The evening passed so fast after the boat docked and soon we were dropped off at our condo. The three of went to the stairs and into our bedroom and there was no mistake about what we wanted to do. Incest and the Evening News Joe stood in front of his mother and began to shed his clothes. While Susan watched Joe strip, I unzipped the back of her black dress and slowly moved the straps of her dress from her shoulders. I slid her dress to her ankles, revealing Susan's nude breasts that Joe could not resist earlier. Joe stood in front of his mother nude with his hard cock waving in the air. Susan told Joe to lay on the bed and after he did that, she bent over and placed her lips around her son's cock while I slid her black panties to her ankles. I began to strip as I watched a mother suck her son's cock. Soon I had my cock pressed against the crack of Susan's butt and ran my hands across her back while her head bobbed up and down. Joe had his eyes closed with a look of pure pleasure on his face. Drops of my precum oozed on to her butt cheeks as I massaged the smooth fluid over each one. I dropped down on my knees and began to work my tongue between her butt cheeks. I spread her cheeks with each hand and tickled her rosebud with the tip of my tongue. Susan raised her head in a moan of appreciation then drove her son's cock deeper in her mouth. She spread her legs and allowed my tongue access to her pussy. Her bare pussy lips were wet with excitement as my tongue darted across her clit and along each lip. Joe moaned, "Mom, this feels so good but I have to my cock in you!" Susan pulled her son's cock from her mouth and smiled while her hand fondled Joe's stiff wet cock. "Lets try something I read about and we will all be happy." Susan sat at the edge of the bed and then reclined on her back with her legs dangling off the edge. "Joe, get between my legs and put your cock in me." Joe maneuver off the bed and bending his knees, slowly pushed his cock into his mother. Susan gasped slightly then said, "Craig, get on top of me and 69 me while Joe fucks me." I climbed onto the bed and positioned myself over Susan. I lowered my head to suck on her clit as I felt her warm mouth engulf my cock. It was a little strange to look down and see Joe's pumping cock inches away from my face and occasionally bumping his stomach into my forehead. Susan loved every minute of it as her moans vibrated on my cock and sucked it deeper than ever before. Joe's pumping grew faster as my tongue rubbed harder causing Susan to squeal in ecstasy as never before. Joe pushed forward and stayed in that position for a minute as I smelled his cum pumping into his mother. I continued to lick her clit and Susan pulled my cock from her mouth as she tried to catch her breath from a series of orgasms. She began to stroke my cock fast and then milked my shooting cum into her mouth. Joe had his cock still pushed into the hilt as he watched his mother drink cum from my tap. "Wow" was all he could utter. I stopped sucking on Susan and Joe's flaccid cock slipped away from his mother. I rolled onto my back and Joe sat on the edge of the bed, massaging his mother's breasts and playing with her still hard and pointy nipples. Susan was in a very pleasurable place and kept whispering, "that felt so good" while Joe and I slowly and lightly rubbed our hands against Susan's body. It wasn't that late but I reminded Joe that we had to get up early, pack, and catch the plane home. Joe nodded, gave his mother a light kiss, and left to his own room. I tucked Susan in, set the alarm, and turned out the light. The alarm went off at five and I made coffee while cleaning up. I looked at the smile still on Susan's face and let her sleep in for another half hour. By six, all of us were awake, cleaning up, and packing. The resort picked us up at seven and soon we were catching up on our sleep until the jet landed at one of the hubs. We awoke and slowly moved from the jet to another gate where a commuter jet would fly us the rest of the way home. Hours later the local shuttle van dropped us and our luggage at Susan's apartment. The next month, our work lives returned to normal with Susan doing the weather and myself doing the evening news and the sports. However, Susan was the happiest weather girl on the network that summer as for our private lives, the sex was incredible. Joe did get a scholarship that summer and by August he left to go to a college on the east coast. During the fall, Susan and I decided to get married and combine the households. We slipped off to Vegas in November and did a quick ceremony at one of those chapels with Elvis as the best man. We bought some land on the outskirts of town and had a house built with a very private pool and spa arrangement. Joe became very involved with his studies and didn't return for a visit home until that next summer. Susan missed him a great deal and wished he had been able to come to Vegas for the wedding. It was a very happy and very sexual reunion for the month of July and the three of us christened the pool and spa. Joe told us about the girl he was involved with a school. She was English and seems that he could not resist the accent. She was a tall thin blonde with a plain face who was attending college on a track and field scholarship. He confided to us that she was a bush shaver and another reason for the attraction. Joe returned to college that August with a promise to return for the holidays and he said he would bring his girlfriend with him to meet the family. Susan and I are waiting to meet this new girl and see how the family arrangements work out. Incest, Andrea's Resolve Andrea's Resolve (Chapter 5) ~ If you are new to this series please stop now. I invite you to read the series from beginning, starting with Incest, the original story. Jean's Song, Abby's Choice and Joey's Desire are the follow up chapters leading to the chapter you now see. I am positive that you will find the series entertaining, free flowing and highly erotic! ~ * Andrea's Resolve I was, more than, eager to announce the "news", when Jean, finally, stepped through the door. Before she had the opportunity to set down her packages, I started to babble about what had happened. The reaction I received astounded me. Following my disclosure that Andrea wanted to join us, Jean cried out, "Joey...My God how could you!" as she collapsed on the living room chair. She placed her hand over her mouth and stared at me, wide eyed. "Mom...mom, it's nothing like you're thinking! It was an accident -- a slip of the tongue! I didn't do it intentionally...and it's over mom, she knows and she wants to be let in. What's the big deal?" "The fact that she knows AT ALL is the big deal Joey!" She shouted back and then groaned, as she dropped against the chair back. Until that point, Abby had remained silent. So silent, in fact, I'd completely forgotten she was standing in the room. I turned away from Jean and looked at Andrea, who now sat with her hands between her knees and her head down, embarrassed over the commotion. I looked up, hoping Abby was still in the room, feeling I needed an ally and snapped my head side to side looking for her. "Abby! Help me out here...please!" I begged, seeing that even she was taken back by the news. "God Joey now you've done it...you've really fucked up! I'm afraid we're going to have to kill you and, I'm so sorry Andrea but, you too...no one can ever know about our family!" Abby commented in a totally serious tone. Andrea jerked her head up, with mouth wide open. Our faces registered shock and disbelief at hearing the words Abby spoke. I felt Andrea's quick hand movement, closing on my leg, squeezing far too tight. She was panicking and dug her nails into my thigh. I knew she wanted me to protest against the insanity she'd just heard and I started to, as I turned back towards Jean. Abby was good, very good. She should have been an actress. Just as I opened my mouth to speak Abby started to laugh. Not a light laugh, not a chuckle but, a full blown belly laugh that created tears in her eyes. "Oh - oh my God - you two are priceless!" She finally managed to get out, walking towards the couch. With my own sudden urge to murder, I snapped my head around, just as Abby eased onto the couch arm. She reached out and clamped her hand across my mouth before I could utter a word and spoke to Andrea. "So Andrea...this is a little shocking. Are you sure you understand what you're asking?" I calmed down, amazed at Abby's sincerity and delicate manner. Still, Abby held her hand in place, not allowing me to say a word. The panic attack melted from Andrea and her hand hold eased up as she listened to Abby. She seemed simply nervous now and uncertain what to say, as she rapidly looked back and forth between Abby and Jean. "I -- I think so Abby...Mrs. Harmon, please don't be angry -- it was an accident like Joey said." My eyes shifted to Jean as she doubled up her fist and placed it across her lips, just under her nose, and sighed. She eyed Andrea, shaking her head slowly side to side. Slowly -- ever so slowly her fist dropped away. "I'm stunned, no more than that even - way more! You know Joey has been having sex with us Andrea...you know...and you want to be apart of it all?" Jean questioned, setting up in the chair, drawing closer towards us. Andrea nodded her head, blushed and then turned towards Abby. "Yes -- yes I know about everything, Joey told me and I don't care...it sounds so -- so crazy, I know, but I want you to accept me." She mumbled out, rapidly looking back and forth, and then dropped her head waiting for a reply. It was Abby, once again, that broke the silence that followed. She removed her hand from my face and turned towards Jean. "What the hell mom...she knows...look at her, she's hot mom! We could have a lot more fun...right?" The comment was "typical" Abby and it melted the icy feel in the room. I broke into a laugh and looked at Andrea. Seconds later, Andrea joined in and it wasn't long before Jean's face softened, a small grin formed, and she too laughed over Abby's comment. "Christ I can't believe I'm actually considering this!" Jean commented after she calmed down. "Not much choice is there mom?" Abby asked, as she stood to close the front door. "Humm...perhaps not Abby but..." Jean replied as she stood up from the chair, giving me a wicked little smile, and walked off. "Abby entertain Andrea for a few minutes would you? I need to talk with your brother. Joey...the kitchen please." Jean announced, in a sickeningly sweet voice, as she approached the kitchen door. I knew something was up the minute I heard the request but, gave Andrea a smile anyway and patted her leg. "I'll be right back." With all the drama over the past minutes I'd completely lost my erection and felt relieved about it. I gave Abby a quick look and caught her shoulder shrug, before heading off to the kitchen. Whatever it was it wouldn't be any worse than what had just happened. But, that was only my opinion and I'd been wrong before. "Hey mom...what's up?" I asked, giving it my best up-beat voice. Jean's back was towards me, as she busied herself at the counter and her reply wasn't immediate. Her silence was unnerving as I approached and placed my hand on her shoulder. "Mom? I'm -- I'm sorry but it was an accident mom." "I know dear...I believe you and Andrea. It was just a shock Joey, that's all. I'm okay now -- really I am. In fact, I was getting pretty horny in there, you know?" She finally replied. "Horny?" "Yeah...thinking about Andrea joining us and all - it is exciting the more I think of it and I was hoping you'd give your mom a little treat." She commented softly and turned, looking down at my boxers, adding, "Oh my...I thought you'd be hard Joey! Aren't you excited?" "Jeeze you sure can change tracks quick!" Jean turned fully my direction and raised her arms to wrap them around my neck. Slowly, deliberately, she pressed in and closed her lips over mine. As she probed with her tongue I slipped my arms around her waist and drew her in tighter, feeling my cock start to rise. She pulled away slightly, capturing my lower lip between her lips and sucked it briefly before whispering, "Just a quick little poke Joey...slip that big dick of yours into me - please Joey." My boxers were around my ankles before she'd finished the comment. What her kiss and words hadn't finished, her hands did, as she brought me to full erection. With a quick wink, her hands slipped under her short skirt and she pushed her panties down. The wetness grew on my cock head as I watched her step from the silky black thong and move towards the kitchen table. "Here? You want me to..." "Yes! And keep your voice down Joey! God I can't wait...hurry up and slide it in Joey!" She whispered, as she raised her skirt and bent over the table. I stepped towards the table, clearing my feet of the boxers and eased up behind Jean. Her camel toed pussy was wet, glistening with pussy juice, as she eagerly waited for me. When I placed my hands on her hips she spread her legs wide and strained to look back at me. "Slow Joey...push it in slow. I want to feel every inch Joey." She cooed and reached out to grab the table edges, bracing for my entrance. Sliding one hand from her hips, I gripped my cock and rubbed my head up and down her wet slit before wiggling it between her labia. I couldn't believe how horny I'd gotten in the few minutes I'd spent with her and gasped out when my cock head disappeared between her luscious lips. Closing my eyes I replaced my hand back on her hip and gently pushed my hips forward, sinking my cock to the hilt and held it there. The wetness and heat was incredible and I groaned out a little too loudly. Jean knew exactly what she was doing and I never saw the wicked smile return to her lips. "God yes Joey...you're so deep...fuck me Joey...fuck me hard baby!" Jean cried out in a slightly elevated voice. I pulled out half way and bent my knees, holding that position, and started to thrust in and out of her pussy in long deep strokes. Her clit rubbed along my shaft as I pushed in, sending waves of pleasure through her and me, as I watched her ass cheeks quiver and shake. "God Joey I'm going to cum quick!" She squealed out, shocking me with her volume. As her words died away, I reached in and gripped the fold of her hips and increased my thrusting, making each a deep hard slam, just as the kitchen door swung open. There, in the middle of the doorway, stood Andrea -- wide eyed in shock, with her hand to her mouth and Abby directly behind her grinning. "I knew it! Go Joey! Damn he can please a woman's pussy -- but you already know that huh?" Abby commented loudly, making Andrea jump, just before she pushed Andrea into the room. "Get in there girl...Joey's laying his wood to mom! Grab a chair...she won't hold out too long!" Abby said excitedly, pushing Andrea towards the table. Jean looked up with a face showing pure pleasure and reached out to grab Andrea's arm, pulling her close. "Oh - shit -- I love -- his...Jesus...big -- cock in me!" Jean stuttered out, as I pounded her against the table. I couldn't stop and didn't want to. Andrea was stupefied and stood staring at my cock sliding in and out of Jean's wet pussy. Suddenly Jean let go with a loud wail and came hard, scaring the hell out Andrea, making her jump again. I buried my cock deep inside Jean and held it there as she shook in climax wave after wave. Abby squealed with delight and clapped her hands, "I told you Andie...I told you she wouldn't hold out long! Oh my God feel his ass! You can feel mom climaxing!" Abby had stepped behind me and clasped her hands on my tight ass cheeks, as she urged Andrea to join her. "Go ahead dear...feel Joey's ass. Join us, don't be shy, this is what we do and Joey is sooo good at it!" Jean murmured, as she dropped head to the table spent from her tremendous climax. "I -- I -- oh God I think maybe I should go." Andrea mumbled and turned rushing out the door. "Andie wait...don't go Andrea!" I called out hoping to change her mind. Andrea hesitated briefly and looked back finding Abby hungrily sucking the pussy juice from my stiff cock and started to cry, as she ran from the room. "Well...maybe she doesn't really want to join us." Jean whispered and then smiled. I dropped my head and watched Abby work her magic, groaning. The groan wasn't one of sexual happiness. *** It was several days before I again heard from Andrea. They were tense days of worry and anguish, wondering what she was thinking and worse, what she might do or say to someone else without thinking. Abby and Jean didn't share my concern, in fact, they said nothing at all about the incident or Andrea's request. They had me and they knew it and felt that if Andrea wasn't up to joining in then it was her loss. " Joey? I'm sorry Joey...I mean for leaving and all...can we meet and talk?" I was relieved at hearing Andrea's voice on the phone and, doubly so, hearing she wanted to talk. Apparently, all wasn't lost and she had kept her wits about her. "Yeah sure Andie...where?" I replied and sighed silently to myself. "Your house...I mean if your mom and Abby aren't angry with me..." Andrea left her reply hanging, waiting for me to respond, "Sounds great...you okay Andie?" Following a long pause Andrea finally answered my question. "Yeah -- yeah I'm okay Joey...I can't stop thinking about what I watched. I'll see you there about noon okay?" "Noon -- right, got it...see you then." I replied and set the phone down. "Andrea?" Abby asked. "Yeah. Said she couldn't stop thinking about what she saw." "So..." "So she wants to come over and talk." "Oooo sounds like fun to me...MOM!" Abby replied and jumped up from the couch. When Abby's naked body reached the hall, she suddenly stopped and turned around. She gave me a wink before telling me, "Sorry bro...I'll make it up to you later...okay?" and bounced off down the hall to find Jean. Abby had left me on the couch with a throbbing erection and red lipstick covering my cock head which she'd been sucking on and playing with. 'Christ the cats out of the bag now' I thought and wondered just what those two would cook up, as I got up from the couch. I heard the excited discussion going on in Jean's room as I walked by. "Joey, come here." Pushing the bedroom open, I leaned against the door jamb and asked the obvious, "Yeah...what's going on?" With a casual glance at my lipstick covered cock, Jean eased down on the bed, next to Abby and grinned before answering me. "Guess I should ask the same thing? Abby you've been busy I see...Actually, Andrea is what's going on. She's coming over?" Jean replied, crossing her legs and leaning on the bed with one arm. "Yeah she is...noon. Said she was sorry for running out the other day and she wants to talk." I answered back, crossing my arms on my chest, acting somewhat defiant. Of course my appearance never dawned on me. That is, until Abby started to giggle. I looked down at my semi-hard cock, covered in red lipstick, and my crossed legs and suddenly grew embarrassed. I dropped my arms and uncrossed my legs, making little headway towards a less silly look. My penis was still sticking out at half mast and wiggling with every movement I made. "Joey come over here...your act isn't working." Jean responded, as she slapped Abby's bare ass for giggling again. I shuffled up to Jean, my embarrassment growing with every step and wanting, for all the world, to slap Abby's ass too -- but much harder! Jean was silent when she reached out and began cleaning Abby's lipstick from my cock. With spittle and pair of panties she tenderly worked the lipstick off, while cradling my penis in her palm. "Joey, do you think it a good idea her coming back over?" She asked as she worked at the lipstick. "I guess. She told me she's been thinking about what she saw and dreaming about it...she can't stop. I think she wants in mom." "You think? What happens if she freaks again?" Jean asked calmly, finishing her hand work and looked up at me. "She won't...she's positive this time but, thinks you and Abby might be angry with her." "Angry? No -- not at all and I meant what I said...it was exciting the more I thought about it. Abby agrees -- right Abby?" Jean answered, looking taken back by my words. "Yup -- sure do. A foursome sounds like too much fun! And you know what Joey, I'd love to have a "sister" to share with you!" Abby replied and rolled off the bed. Placing her hands on my shoulder, she stretched up to kiss my cheek and added, "Wouldn't you like that?" The question was rhetorical. Abby knew damn well I'd jump at having her and Andrea in the same bed. I gave her a sly little grin and she walked off leaving me with Jean. "So it's settled then. Andrea is welcome...right?" "Yes Joey, she's welcome. But..." Jean replied. "But? But what?" "She doesn't leave this time until she's joined us in sex Joey...I want to know for sure her resolve to join us is genuine. If it is, she should be more than willing don't you think?" I understood Jean's reasoning and was about to speak when she held up her hand and stopped me, adding, "Don't worry about it -- I know what to do." It was final comment. She had made her point and I was out of the picture. Abby was busy primping in the bathroom when I walked out. *** Resting in the living room, I was shocked when a very nude Abby and Jean entered. Their eyes registered lust, as they walked towards me and I knew exactly what was on their minds. I accepted their out reached hands and they pulled me from the couch, to a standing position. Abby dropped down in front of me and began to slowly remove my pants, while Jean walked to the front door and opened it. I was curious but, Abby's attention had centered on my exposed cock. She dipped her head and sucked in my limp dick, gobbling up its length. As Jean approached she was slowly pulling away, making a loud sucking sound. "Umm I love this part Joey...I love watching you grow." Abby cooed as her lips parted from my rising cock. "Me too Abby, cause I know where it will feel so good when he's hard." Jean added, as stepped up behind me. Abby wrestled my jeans down to the floor and I stepped from them, as I leaned against Jean's naked body. Softly Jean sucked in an ear lobe as she held me steady and I lifted my feet from the jeans. "Abby wants a good fuckin' Joey and I want her to eat my pussy...are you game baby?" Jean whispered when she released my ear lobe, sending a shiver through my body. Abby shoved my rising cock against my belly and began mouthing my ball sack, sucking one ball and then other, as I tried to answer Jean. "Mom -- I mean Jean...God I'd love to but..." and I stopped suddenly realizing just what they were up to. My eyes widened just as Jean turned my head and sought my lips. Abby had returned to my erect penis and was hungry sucking on it, when Jean parted lips and in a buttery voice said, "We have time Joey...I'm so horny and so is Abby...please Joey -- please?" I was a sucker for sex and an even bigger sucker for Abby and Jean together. I soon found myself melting, like chocolate in a hot pan, under their sexual advances. "Umm -- oh God -- ya...Abby -- good fucking...Umm, eat -- your -- pussy..." I whispered out in a panting breath. Abby's tongue trailed up my penis from my ball sack, as Jean's index finger toyed with my rectum. When Abby reached my cock head Jean's wet finger pushed in. They had me. Our bodies remained in contact as the women moved. Jean slid around and dropped to the floor, spreading her legs. Abby, already on her knees, simply turned and dropped her between Jean's legs, as she rubbed her bare ass against my legs. I shuddered hard and squatted down, placing my hands on Abby's ass, getting ready. Jean was moaning when I grabbed my stiff cock and pressed into Abby's love hole. A muffled cry escaped her lips as I sank to full depth and started to thrust my hips. If there was any doubt about Andrea's resolve it ended that day. I was in a mental fog of sexual ecstasy, watching my cock disappear into Abby's pussy. It took tremendous effort not to rapidly fuck Abby and I groaned out straining to slow down and closed my eyes. I felt every rise and valley of her pussy, every tight spot and her uterus, as it moved off to the side, when I went to full depth. Abby was groaning loudly, as was Jean over Abby's eager clit sucking. Andrea walked through the door, as our sex party started to crest. "Hi...anyone ho...Oh my God!" She cried out seeing our threesome thrashing on the floor. "Andrea...Oh -- God Ummm -- Andrea! Come...join us...sweety...Oh God Abby!" Jean cried out and I looked up in near panic. Andrea stepped through the doorway and slowly closed the door. I looked down at Abby's sweating ass and felt my cock throbbing and resumed my thrusts, returning my gaze to Andrea. I saw the hard swallow and wide eyes, as she approached but, approach she did. I followed Andrea as she moved into position just in front of Jean's sex labored face. "Oh God...just don't -- Ummm -- stand there...let me lick...OH Abby that feels so...your pussy Andrea!" Jean cried out, looking up at Andrea's shocked expression. Incest, Andrea's Resolve The sweat was running down my temples when Andrea, silently, reached for her skirt and unbuttoned it. It dropped to the floor and she stepped from it, still silent. I grinned and slapped Abby's tight ass, as Andrea pulled her panties down and stepped out of them. Following a brief hesitation as she watched me fucking Abby, Andrea stepped forward and straddled Jean's head, preparing to squat. Slowly she dropped down, as she tore her blouse from her chest, and rested on her knees. Jean groaned loudly, protesting she wasn't close enough and Andrea silently responded by spreading her legs and easing down. I knew when Jean captured Andrea's clit. "OH MY GOD! I LOVE YOU JOEY...I'LL NEVER LEAVE!" She screamed out and thrust herself towards me. Andrea turned into a raging sex animal trying to devourer my lips, as Jean hungrily licked and sucked her clit. It was a four part chorus of grunts, groans and loud moaning as we brought one another to climax. Abby came first, bucking and writhing in front of me, as she finger fucked Jean's pussy and licked her clit. Her cries were muffled, as were Jean's when she came. Andrea held my shoulders with her hands and by the expression on her face, Abby and Jean were having a great affect on her. "Oh God Joey...I'm cumming Joey...I'm cumming too!" She finally screamed out, at the top of her lungs. That was enough for me! Andrea bore down, pressing hard onto Jean's lips and I started to cum. I let the first load shoot into Abby and then pulled my cock out quickly. Andrea was there in a flash, bending over to capture the remaining cum shooting out. When I was near finished Andrea released my throbbing cock and I slammed it back into Abby to finish cumming. It was Andrea that rolled off first, collapsing on the living room floor, breathing rapid and hard. I eased my cock out of Abby and followed her. Abby groaned and stretched out, rolling off of Jean. Jean whispered out in a hoarse voice, "Holy shit -- Holy shit...Oh God that was awesome...She can stay -- Oh yeah she can stay!" as the after shocks of her own cumming rocked her body. Before I could even think of reaching for Andrea, Abby wormed her way in between us. Like a snake, Abby's tongue darted in and out, licking and caressing Andrea's naked form, as she worked her way down. "No Abby -- no, please Abby no...I'm so sensitive." Andrea pleaded, as Abby closed in on her reddened labia. The protest was unheeded and apparently Andrea, herself, didn't fully want Abby to stop. I watched Andie part her legs and allow Abby access to her still hard clit. I offered what contribution I could, grasping the nearest breast tenderly and sucking in the nipple. Andrea's moaning turned into a louder groan. "Oh Jesus you guys...are going to make me...Eiyeeee...Jeeeannn!" Andrea screamed loud a clear. Jean had rolled towards us and her right hand was beneath Andrea, between her legs, and I knew exactly where Jean's fingers were probing. Andie's breath was coming short, hot, and fast for the second time. After a quick kiss, I continued sucking on her sensitive nipple; Abby relentlessly worked her clit and Jean eagerly finger fucked her ass. Miraculously, Andrea somehow rolled onto her hands and knees. She spread her legs wide and offered her pussy and clit to Abby. Bent over as she was, I could easily suck and fondle both large breasts and Jean rose to continue her rectum probing. Andrea started to convulse. With hips shaking, belly in full spasm and an enormous intake of breath, Andrea screamed out bloody murder! Jean switched into high gear, driving her middle finger in and out of Andie's ass, like the piston arm on a locomotive; Abby latched onto her clit and sucked like there was no tomorrow; and I pulled on her nipples and squeezed her tits until she collapsed in a second enormous climax, moaning and mewing out she couldn't stop cumming. I pulled off and Abby slid from under Andrea, moving to snuggle me and watch as Andrea writhed on the floor. Only Jean held her sexual grip on Andrea, keeping her finger buried in her ass, slowly sliding it in and out. "Welcome to the family." Jean whispered, before she gently eased her finger out. With a satisfied grin, Jean sat up and looked at us, saying, "The girls got resolve...she can stay as long as she likes and she's always welcome in my bed...anyone got a camera?" Incest Confession I am having a speck of trouble preparing myself for the party I am supposed to attend with Kati tomorrow night. I have not made up my mind on what I will wear; I am nervous. Whom do we get to invite with us? Crandon? Plain no! I don't want to tempt bad reputation another time. I've had enough public embarrassment thanks to him. There is no mute girl to fuck him at Alicia's—is there? I am afraid I will look Barbie weird. There must be a magical way to do this. I can doll myself up like brown-hair Barbie and look commonplace, but first-class. I am not convinced still. Four o'clock has hit when I get back from Pinker Spinner. I find Crandon seated in our living room, watching TV quietly. I grin at him and head on to award him a peck on his forehead. He splits his lips and moans out in satisfaction. "I will be back," I notify him. "I must make a cup of tea for each one of us, chocolate." Crandon's is chocolate dark skin which clothes him from head to toe. He is beyond question irresistible and a genius too. I adopted him in Africa. It must have been in Kenya. The first time I laid my eyes on him, he struck me with such fascination I had never felt before. Crandon knows how to use the toilet and furthermore flush his shit; he knows how to make Chinese tea and fry eggs and smear butter on slices of bread. He can sweep the living room using a vacuum cleaner; he can place 2 kilograms of laundry inside the washing machine; he can play the guitar and dance naked; I often take him out for shopping and picnics. His favorite clothes are baggy jeans and football-supporting shirts. It is gradually getting cold but fast darkening when we set off to play football at my backyard. I like this place. It is calm and soundless—almost like we don't stay in a deafening town dubbed 'Sin City.' Every time I am here, I don't refuse to ogle Mother Nature, clad in her most beautiful attire. There are squealing birds, squawking frogs, squeaking crickets, hopping grasshoppers, mewling cats. To be frank, I am not in the mood to play football. I am forcing myself to do this—for Crandon's sake. He enjoys this sport like nothing else. I can't stand to let him down. In the meantime, I am the goalkeeper. This post suits Crandon, not me! When he is lying on the ground, he moves at a snail's pace, hardly able to pull himself. If you should see him diving at a flying ball—you will assuredly pass out. I am idly lightening up when he kicks the ball at me. I don't expect him to score. Playing this role doesn't suit him. He will fail seriously. I am not expecting it. Out of nowhere, he boots the ball with such might I don't even believe an adult mute guy would possess. I watch in horror as the ball wings like lightning. Too late, I realize I have belittled his efforts. He is going to score this time. I rush speedily after the jetting ball, launching my feet into the air. Happily enough, my hands brush the ball—but sadly miss to grab hold of it. Someone knocks my back from behind, pushing me down to land on my hands and feet. Who could this be? Noël? I hurriedly pick myself up and wrathfully turn back. Goodness! He is the most attractive guy I have seen. His looks are too captivating. Already, I am falling under his invincible love spell. What........is.........his.........name? He carries the ball proudly; in the end he launches it at me, telling me, "I believe I have saved your doomed ass, Mia." How does he know my name? I don't have his in mind? Possibly I met him somewhere, some time back, then let slip from memory everything that happened. Is someone terribly handsome as him worth forgetting? I don't think so. "Kindly make yourself known to me," I beg him—can you envisage that? "I am Elian Dunes; a good friend of your brother, Noël." I wasn't expecting to hear that. The gentleman is dressed up exceedingly fine. His handsome black suit faultlessly matches with his glassy, pointed shoes. The way he smiles at me pierces into my heart. I am supposing that I have bumped into an Archangel. "How can I help you, Elian?" "Don't you think you are being rude with me, Mia? Are you not supposed to invite me in for a glass of juice? For your own information, this is not my first time being here. I have dropped by more than once when in Noël's company. Your brother here too knows me. Don't you, Crandon?" He knows Crandon? Who is this guy seriously? "I am sorry, Mister Whatever-Your-Name-Is. I don't invite strangers I don't recognize into my house." He frowns at me. He is getting mad, I can easily tell. I can't help the situation regardless. The truth that he is good-looking doesn't give me one good reason I should pin faith on him. After he winks at Crandon, I watch Crandon drift from me on his hands and feet. He proceeds to take his stand next to the charismatic guy. I was not expecting that. Crandon probably knows him. Yet I don't. "Would you mind if I joined your game? Just for a while; I am aware that Crandon enjoys football like no other activity." There is this gleam brightening up in Elian's eyes; I can't explain it. My heart deep down wants me to trust him; my mind is against that. "I am sorry. You can't play with us." He lifts his hands and surrenders. "Fine; I am not going to force you into doing anything you don't want to." "Leave us now. Crandon and I are about to go inside and have dinner. It is better you go than to have us leave you out here alone." "Thank you, Mia, anyway. Do tell Noël I dropped by. I appreciate everything." What is there to be grateful about? I was quite rude to him. Yet he presses on he is in my debt? Is something faulty inside that chap's head? He freaks me out as being psycho or something fiendish. It is high time we bath. I stand in the shower, undressed. Crandon is straightened besides me, waiting for me to hold the tap and switch it open. A stream of cool water crashes on us. I shudder. He trembles too, firmly holding on to my waist. "Don't worry, chocolate," I comfort him. "I will now loose hot water." That has him grinning cheerfully. Every time I take my clothes off, Crandon slaps my ass with his hand. His is an exciting habit of squeezing my ass and then chuckling loudly to himself. I have never taught him to do these things. One time, I discovered him playing a tutorial porn video on Noël's laptop. Honestly, this blew the shit out of me. Crandon was masturbating after the guy in that video! I have become exhausted of coming across Playboy magazines littered in his bedroom before setting them on fire. He generally steals them from Noël's room, at times storing them inside his closet. On occasion, he hides them underneath his mattress. I always see white cum soaking his clothes, chiefly the vestments gathered in our laundry basket. I know. He is addicted to masturbation. He does it fine, I must admit nonetheless. Crandon's penis looks appetizing. It is huge and attractively-shaped, with narrow green veins manifest on it. The other time he had me suck it like bitches do. I swallowed it entirely into my broadened mouth. Then he spilled semen out instantaneously. Yes. He comes quickly unlike any man I have had sex with. No sooner I had stuck his dick into my mouth, the instant he climaxed and spilled sugared cum. One time, I made a cup of tea strictly from his cum. It was sweeter than honey or anything. Two days later, I got diseased; something alike to flu. I had a runny nose and sore eyes and a burning headache. It was lost to feeling a day after. Still, I have never quitted grabbing his cock and sucking everything he lets out. "Don't tell me you have tasted your mute's brother cum?" Kati questioned the other day we were lazing outside Wendy's. Even as she glared at me, I could read she was envious of me undertaking that. "I have, girl. It tasted wonderful. You must give it a try too." "What? You are sick in the head, Mia. There is no way I am going to do that." Crandon has a crush on BDSM sex: Bondage, Discipline, Sadism; Machismo. I found these words penned careless-manner on some graph inside his room. Underneath this was: Can we please try it, Mia? Yes. Crandon can pick a pen and put in writing what he is having in mind. All the time, his handwriting is messed up and sloppy. In response, I inscribed down: We shall make an effort at it, Crandon. It won't be soon, I promise. That's right. He can read. I tutored him how to do that. What he cannot do is spell words and letters. I am not looking forward to anything when Crandon tweaks my nipples using both hands. I gaze down at him. His chest fur is damp from the water pouring; his eyes are merry. I know what he exactly wants. Sex! I will spoil him with precisely that. I shut my eyes. He keeps on pulling and twisting my nipples. This is not paining. He is working everything wonderfully I can even start to imagine myself having sex with a genuine man that is able to communicate back to me through speech. His performance defeats that of most men honestly. I try to breathe calmly. I cannot. He is tweaking faster. His other hand switches to my vagina. I can feel it work its way silently—waking up sweet emotions I didn't know were present in me. Oh Crandon! He is amazingly trained at this. He thrusts his finger deeper this time. I am close to losing consciousness. "Yes, Crandon; keep the performance up. You are so good, darling." I cheer him up, unclosing my eyes and looking about. I don't know what I will do if Noël gets back home and finds us like this. Up till now, he is not aware that Crandon and I screw each other. Kati knows. I am positive she won't open her mouth. I am looking after her dirtiest secret; one that can surely break her happiness for the rest of her life. She won't betray me. Crandon has me wheel round. I give him my back and bend downwards. He wants to lick my ass. Before he works this out, he punches a finger into my pussy and pushes in deeper. Yes......yes........exactly like that, my sweet dear Crandon. He is more than impressive. I like how his tongue brushes my vagina. He starts slowly at fast, hurrying up as he goes on. Pleasure is everywhere inside me—from my head to my ass to my pussy to my belly. I can feel the sweetness spreading to every part of my body. While his tongue laps faster, he pokes two more fingers in and I get wet straight away. I am about to let go my pussy cum; speedily, it flows down my legs, soaking my thighs. With his tongue, Crandon goes after it, mopping my skin clean. I love this. He is such a good pet. I will keep him for as long as fate can tolerate. "Good job, Crandon—good boy," I mumble while gasping out. He uplifts my leg, placing himself in a position where he is able to lick me better and more easily. I open my mouth as though I am about to cry. I only manage to squeal. Yes. I had intentions to weep at the top of my voice. I am not going to do that in any case. I don't want to draw my neighbor's attention. They can be annoyingly snoopy. I can't think straight. The pleasure is too immense for me to handle. Crandon's tongue laps rapidly into my tight pussy, leaving me astound and breathless. I am afraid this will hurt in some way. It doesn't to my surprise. He exercises great care I don't expect from a sound human male. He pushes me further down so that my pussy yawns widely open. I shut my eyes for a split second. I can't understand what is exactly happening to me. His fingers jab into me hurriedly until I am no longer able to keep myself from hitting another orgasm. He has me bow down on the floor and then braces his dick with his hand. As he strokes it nicely, snow-colored cum shoots out and hits my legs. He makes it his obligation to lick up the cum, cleaning my legs as a result. "Excellent, Crandon," I praise him for his accomplishment. "Please do it again." Cum flies out and scatters down my legs. He bends over and licks it. He has left me out of breath. I prefer to fuck him than a self-centered human man. With him, I orgasm many times than I can keep count of. Yes—even throughout short encounters which don't last longer than ten minutes; he fucks better than those selfish boyfriends I have made out with in the past. At last, he places his dick into my cunt. I breathe out slowly, seeking to manage the overpowering sweetness he is furnishing me with. Watchfully, he pulls out his dick—then lays it inside again. I don't want to move. I might ruin things. I stay still, letting him stick his cock into me and then draw it out. Is he aware that he is killing me with enjoyment? He definitely is! At long last, he has begun slamming in and out of me. He starts slowly at first, speeding up as time slips by. I can't breathe. The pleasure is around me yet again. We both pant, louder and faster, until I finally scream. Damn me! How dare I do that? Promptly, he places his hand on my mouth and hushes me. He howls out in rage. He has every right to do that. Noël might show up from wherever he is, and discover us like this. If he does, this will be the end of us—I swear. "I am sorry, Crandon. I didn't mean to scream," I express my regret with a saddened face. He keeps on fucking and smashing harder. His drops of sweat trickle on my back. I toss my hand behind me so I can clasp his balls and caress them softly. He likes it; he groans out in delight. Yes......yes.....we must keep this up. Before we collapse on the floor, soaking our heads with the crashing water, I hold on to the wall and spin my eyes. I am exhausted. I must take a nap. Crandon is spent too. He grins joyously at me, and I smile back. Incest Cupid The Griswolds are a typical all-American family. Clark Griswold is a brilliant biochemist employed by a multinational food processing company and his lovely wife Ellen is a devoted wife and caring mother of nineteen-year old Audrey and eighteen-year old Rusty. The Griswolds lived a happy life in their suburban New Jersey home. Clark idolized his family and whatever he did was to make them happy. Then entered the "Incest Cupid". The Incest Cupid is a naughty little cherub whose arrows cause their targets impure thoughts. Once stricken by the Incest Cupid family members begin looking very tempting to each other. Audrey walked through the kitchen clad only in her panties and bra like she had many time before. This morning Clark's eyes locked on the mound of pubic hair pressing out under the smooth silk of her skimpy bikinis. Clark noticed how his daughter's hips had flared following puberty. Suddenly he became aware he had an erection. Ellen had just stepped out of the shower and carelessly not closed the bathroom door tight. Rusty was just walking past and happened to glance in and see his naked mom. For a woman in her early forties Ellen Griswold still looked good. Her 36C breasts were still firm after nursing two children and her stomach only had a bit of a paunch. Her crotch was covered with a thatch of curly fair pubic hair. Rusty was immediately aroused. Clark was drawn down the hall behind Audrey as if by a magnet. "Dad?" Audrey said seeing her father entering her bedroom. "I just thought you looked particularly beautiful this morning." Clark replied. Spontaneously Audrey did something unexplained, she removed her bra so her father could se her bare breasts. Rusty was mesmerized watching his mother toweling off. Ellen happened to look up and saw he son watching through the partially open door. Instead of modestly hiding her nudity she greeted her son. "Want to do my back?" she asked Rusty. Rusty entered the bathroom and closed the door. "Do you like them Dad?" Audrey teased. Clark could not take his eyes off his daughter's perky young tits. Her nipples were small cinnamon buttons on her pale white mounds. Clark watched closely as her thumbs hooked under the elastic waistband of her panties. Audrey's panties no longer veiled her father's view; Clark stared at her clump of dark tangled curls. Ellen could not believe what she was doing. She was naked in the bathroom with her son helping him remove his clothing. She pulled down his boxers allowing his erection to spring out in her face. She dropped to her knees. Rusty's cock felt so natural in her mouth. It had been years since she had sucked a cock. Rusty moaned in ecstasy as his mother's tongue caressed his cock. He hilled his hands with Ellen's wet blond hair as he guided her on his shaft. Audrey lay back across her bed with her legs open so her father could see the moist pink tissue of her pussy peeking out between her strands of dark hair. "I'm still a virgin Daddy!" Audrey taunted. Clark began to unfasten his trousers. Clark was about to do the unthinkable, deflower his daughter. Clark wanted to be gentle with his daughter so as not to traumatize her. Carefully me mounted her lender naked body. "Kiss me Daddy." She asked before he entered her. Clark kissed his daughter's lips as his cockhead touched her bush. Clark felt his daughter's pussy juice smear on the helmet of his enlarged cock. "Don't hurt me Daddy!" Audrey pleaded. Clark could see the agony on his daughter's face as he opened her womanhood. He tried to be as gentle as he could but the heat of her sex compelled him to force his way into her youth. Clark felt his daughter's barrier yield allowing him to go where no man had gone before; Audrey winced as he father filled her pristine space. God she was tight! Her young vagina griped his cock like a rubber glove. He kissed his daughter again as he completed his journey into her nest. Ellen worked her son's cock in her mouth like a starving dog. Here tongue slid up and down and up and over his firm young cock as she desperately tied to make him erupt in her mouth. Rusty could stand no more, a torrent of his cum spurted into his mother's hungry mouth. Ellen swallowed his sperm with delight. Rusty's cum slid down his mother's throat leaving a trail of tangy taste. "Fuck me Rusty!" Ellen pleaded. Rusty backed his mother against the bathroom wall and buried the head of his cock between her legs. Ellen gasped as her son drove his ever-hard cock into her. The feeling of her son deep inside of her made Ellen's knees tremble as he lifted her up the wall with his great erection. She was like a Raggedy-Ann doll on his cock. "Oh God Rusty!" Ellen cried as they kissed. Ellen's heart raced as he son began slamming her into the wall. With her arms encircling her son's neck Ellen cum, her pussy flushing her juices over Rusty's cock. She felt Rusty fire yet another volley of his sperm up into her spasming cunt. "Oh Daddy!" Audrey cried as he father begins fucking her for the first time. Audrey was Clark's first virgin, Ellen having given herself to her first boyfriend in high school. The conquest of his daughter's virginity was an accomplishment Clark had never dreamed of yet here he was with his cock buried in Audrey's previously untouched vagina. Awkwardly Audrey squirmed beneath her father as he gave vent to his lust for young meat. Her father's cock was so big it was hurting her inexperienced pussy. "Are you going to cum in me Daddy?" Audrey questioned. The mere thought of planting his seed in his young daughter's womb set fire to Clark's climax. Helplessly he felt his cock explode flooding Audrey with his hot sperm. "Oh my God what have I done?" he thought as his balls drained into his daughter. "Daddy!" Audrey cried feeling her father violate her. Audrey rushed to the bathroom narrowly missing meeting her mothers exit. The door was locked; her brother was still in there. "Rusty, let me in I have to go pee!" she begged. Rusty unlocked the door and let his naked sister in. Unexpectedly brother and sister were naked together in the bathroom. "Daddy just fucked me!" Audrey confessed. The sight of his naked sister and the thought that his father had just fucked her instantly aroused Rusty again; he wanted to feel his cocking her. Rusty reached down and his hand covered Audrey's crotch. She was soaking wet with her father's cum, he insides of her thighs was slippery with jism. Rusty's cock slid into his sister's pussy like a hot knife into butter. Audrey stood in an awkward bow-legged stance as her brother filled her sloppy pussy with his meat. Rusty grasped her bare ass and pulled her onto his cock like an old boot. After his mother Audrey was tight even soaked with his father's cum. "Are you going to cum in me too?" Audrey cooed. Rusty did not answer but continued to ram his cock deep into his sister's sloppy cunt. Audrey felt the fountain of her brother's cum spurting up into her quivering pussy as she was hurled into her own orgasm. "Jesus Christ!" Audrey gasped as her toes tingled. Audrey's cry bought Ellen rushing to the bathroom. "Audrey you slut!" she shouted in jealous surprise. Rusty and his sister froze locked together as his sperm drained into her. Audrey turned red being caught blatantly fucking her brother. "C'mon Mom, I can fuck both of you!" Rusty replied. Audrey was shocked, what was he talking about, had he already fucked Mom? Ellen had slipped on her robe since mating with her son. "Daddy's fucking me." Audrey protested. Ellen was shocked by her daughter's revelation. Could it be true that Clark had fucked his daughter. That would put a whole different perspective on the situation. Ellen's mind begins spinning with the possibilities. If Clark was fucking Audrey then he could object to her and Rusty fucking. Why could they not share their bed for the entire night with their children? The thought of having a beautiful orgasm with her son before going to sleep was exquisite. Clark could get off in his daughter; she would just have to get Doc Johnson to put her on the pill. Incest Daughters Ch. 01 Pepper Sanderson walked out of the house, happy to be out from under her mother's watchful eye. She had played it safe and worn her long leather coat over her outfit. As it was a chilly night, her mother wouldn't question it. Had she seen what the 18-year old strawberry-blonde was wearing underneath, she would have been locked in her room until her 21st birthday, or quite possibly, her 25th. Pepper liked living on the edge and being a risk taker. That's why she had started working on her 15th birthday to earn enough money for her own MG. Every penny had been scrupulously saved so that she could buy the car all on her own. She wanted a car that was going to be a blast to drive and not one that her parents approved of. If she got a ticket, she would pay it. However with a body like hers, tanned, strawberry-blonde, long-legged and overtly sexy, she knew that she could flirt her way out of it. And she had -- 4 times. One of the officers was really cute and she had been great in bed. Even her sex life was lived on the edge. From the time she was 16, Pepper had prospects of men -- and women, she played for both teams -- eager to be her first. It was almost a contest and whenever she went out with friends, she never spent any of her own money. If that made her a spoiled brat, fine. Some traded on their intellect. Not Pepper, she knew where her fortune lie. On her fun and upbeat nature and the legs that looked good in a short skirt. Pepper's mother didn't approve of the way her daughter dressed and she could never understand why. She'd seen photos of Brandi at that age and she was gorgeous and leggy herself. Truth be told, at 41, she could still wear a mini and garner some attention. Pepper walked down the street to her apartment, the one that her mother didn't know about. Her high heels clicked on the concrete as her mood began to brighten. She was going to have a fun evening; she always did when she got out of the house. Life was too short to live it in the dour mood that always seemed to plague her mom. She enjoyed life and being upbeat and playing. Of course, sex was a big part of her play. She had started fucking as soon as she could and that was what had led to her current situation. Pepper wore an amused smile. How funny that something that had been so very embarrassing had turned out so well for everyone involved. Pepper had been out dancing and met up with this really gorgeous jock named Larry. She wasn't seeing anyone seriously at the time and Pepper was horny. Since the discovery of how good sex felt, that was an everyday occurrence. She looked at Larry with her pretty blue eyes and tilted her head to one side. "My parents are out of town for the rest of the week," Pepper remembered telling him. "Do you want to come back to my place and fuck?" Larry looked at the gorgeous teenager with the wavy blonde hair, sexy legs and high heels. At 24, he had six years on her but he wasn't dumb. She was young, flirtatious and willing. His girlfriend was away with her friends for Spring Break, leaving him alone. Pepper wasn't looking for a commitment, just a hot fuck. He could give her that and maybe get a few more out of her while Beth was in Miami. Pepper moved in closer to Larry and let her body do the talking. She knew that she was one of the sexiest girls in the club that night, even some of the other women had been giving her the eye. At that point, she had yet to be with another girl. It was on her "to do" list though. "Sure babe, sounds like a plan," Larry had said casually, although Pepper had seen the eagerness he was trying to hide. "You want another drink before we go?" Pepper had been nursing one or two drinks for most of the night; she didn't want to be drunk while looking for a fuckbuddy. "No tiger, all this girl wants in her mouth is cock -- your cock. Let's get the fuck out of here so you can fuck there," she said as she patted her pussy through her dress. Larry got the hint immediately and they got out of the club and back to her home as fast as they could. The pretty, strawberry-blonde cherub had given him some of the best head that Larry had ever had. He had told her that. He ate pussy better than any of her previous lovers had done. Pepper thought that she might just stick with college or university guys from now on if they were as good as Larry. He had fucked her once very nicely and her legs were in the air as he drilled her again when her father walked in and caught them. To his credit, Patrick Sanderson didn't freak or make a scene. He went into the kitchen while Pepper helped Larry find his clothes. The jock high-tailed it out of there while Pepper got her clothes back on and went to apologize to her dad. She wasn't actually sorry for fucking Larry, only for not taking it somewhere else. She was an adult, after all. She walked into the kitchen where her father was making coffee. After the drinking and the sex, she could use some. "Daddy, I'm sorry that I ..." Patrick put up his hand. "Stop sweetheart, you don't have to apologize. You're an adult, I'm not angry with you." Pepper wasn't sure if she was blinking or not as she stared at her father. "You're -- you're not?" "No sweetheart, you're an adult now and besides, how can I get angry at you for doing the same thing your mother and I did years ago?" He chuckled. "You -- you and mommy ...?" Pepper knew that her parents had sex or else she wouldn't be around, but she never pictured them being sexually adventurous at her age. "You and mother used to ...?" "You can say fuck around me Pepper, I'm not your mother, it's only a word," Pat laughed. "Yes -- in the days before your mom's body was locked up tighter than Fort Knox, she was quite the little hellion. I wasn't the only guy she was with either, I just happened to be the best. Of course, it didn't hurt that my family had money," he smiled. The sweet-faced beauty was now certain that she wasn't blinking. Her mother had been naughty and liked to fuck? What had happened to Brandi since then? Her father's assessment had been on the money; Brandi was one of most straight-laced women she knew. She was even on the church's committee for various charities. Pepper would almost have bet her parents stopped having sex after she had been born. Poor, poor Daddy! She gave him a hug. "Thanks for being understanding Daddy, and I'm sorry about Mommy. Maybe it's her Nordic background that makes her so frigid," she laughed. Her father joined in. "I don't know why mom's so cold, if you were my boyfriend, I'd never let you out of bed. You're still good looking and I bet you could teach a girl a thing or two," she grinned. Pepper's mind wandered a bit. If a college guy like Larry knew so much more, didn't it stand to reason that someone her father's age would be even more experienced? "Thanks sweetheart, an old duffer like me likes to hear that every once in a while," Pat sighed as he sipped on his coffee. "You're not old, you're only 46 and in great shape," Pepper countered. "Why did you leave the cottage and come home anyway?" "Okayyy -- well, the two of us were up there alone, I was feeling amorous and your mother ... well, do I have to paint a picture?" Patrick said to his daughter with a loud sigh. "No, you've painted one that is quite vivid daddy, sorry," Pepper commiserated with father. "I'm so sorry that this is happening to you, have you ever thought about getting a mistress?" Patrick nodded and his face wore a sheepish smile. "I have to admit that I have, yes Pepper. I'm only human and I need sex and affection and even some conversation every once in a while. There's a small problem with that," he told his daughter. "I would have to find someone that I could trust implicitly. I wouldn't want it getting back to your mother and I certainly couldn't afford to be blackmailed if things ever went south. I'd also want someone young, which would probably cost me a lot of money. I'm rich but I'm not Donald Trump. For now, I think a mistress is out of the question." Pepper remembered thinking very fast and on total impulse. "Maybe it isn't, daddy. Here's a really crazy idea, I know it's out there, but you could fuck . I'm a great fuck daddy but I'd love to learn even more. I'd love to know all the sexy, wonderful things an experienced, older man could teach a girl like me." Pepper remembered that her father looked as if he was about to faint. "Pepper sweetheart, that's insane. Do you know what they call that, people doing things like that?" "I'm young daddy, but I'm certainly not a child," Pepper said defiantly. "You could see that earlier. Yes, they call it incest and you know what? I don't fucking care. I'm attracted to you. All little girls are attracted to their daddies, but mine is handsome and kind. I think you're getting a raw deal daddy and I think we can do something about that." Patrick looked at Pepper as if she had lost her mind. "Try to look at me through new eyes, Daddy," she told him, letting her voice grow husky. "I'm blonde, perfect, sexy and I have great legs and a great ass. I love sex daddy, I fucking love it and I'm the kind of girl who will try anything once. Doesn't that sound like the kind of young woman who would be a perfect mistress? I'm trustworthy, young, affectionate and a little bit of a slut," Pepper giggled. "Face it daddy, I meet all of your criteria." Patrick wished now that he'd made a good, stiff drink instead of coffee. Everything his daughter was saying was true and there was one other point, something that even she didn't know at the time. He had long thought his daughter was a sexy little bitch and had she not been his daughter, nothing would have stopped him from taking her up on her offer. "Daddy? Daddy, look at me -- take a good look at me," Pepper said to her father. He turned around and saw that she had struck a provocative pose. All at once, he knew they were going to do it. He was going to fuck his gorgeous daughter and they were going to become lovers. She walked to him and before she could complete the sensual little saunter, he had pulled her into his arms and they were kissing. Her lips were sweet like honey and the thought that those lips were soon going to be sucking his cock aroused him to no end. "We can never, ever let your mother find out about us," he cautioned her as she pulled away. "This has to be our little secret." "Mom won't hear ever find out anything from me," Pepper smiled. She thought "I might not keep it a secret though, a lot of my girlfriends would love to fuck him and I'd love to get with a few of them, so a little tit for tat ...?" "My bedroom or yours?" Patrick asked his daughter. "Both -- I have a feeling we're going to make a pretty big mess tonight," Pepper giggled. He looked at her with astonishment. "You were with that young man and ... well, you know ... and you still think we're going to get that wild and crazy?" He asked incredulously. Pepper moved away from her father and began to move up the stairs. "Oh, I don't think it daddy, I know for sure. I'm a hot, nasty little slut and I need a lot of sex to keep me happy. You look like you have enough cock to keep a girl happy," she smiled as she ascended the stairs. Already she could feel his eyes staring holes into her body. Pepper had not lied to her father about her sexual appetites. Once again, she let her clothes fall to the ground. This time, the man who gazed upon her nude form was far more sophisticated and worldly than Larry could ever be. She watched with unashamed admiration as he got out of his clothes. If her mother was stupid enough to give him up, Pepper was smart enough to claim him for her own. He began fumbling with his belt and trousers and she went over to him. "Let me handle that," Pepper told him in the softest, sexiest voice she could summon. She got his pants off and saw that as big as Larry had been, he was no match for her daddy. She ovaled her mouth and popped his enormous manhood into her mouth. She thrilled at her father's astonished reaction as she started to suck him off. It only took 5 minutes before the perverted teen had a mouthful of creamy spunk. She swallowed every drop to her father's great astonishment. "Holy Christ baby, that was incredible, but I'm done in for a while," Patrick gasped. "Not when you're fucking with me, you're not," Pepper said with her jaw firm. "Mom might be satisfied with second-rate sex, but not me. You've got a mouth -- I suggest you use it. Quid pro quo in this relationship daddy -- you make me cum and I promise I will get your wonderful fucking dick hard again." Patrick looked at the sylph-like strawberry-blonde who was removing her clothes and her pretty, white high heels. He had no doubt that she meant every word that she'd said to him. Pepper moved close to the bed in anticipation of what was to happen next. Her own gorgeous daddy would be demonstrating how a real man took care of a woman. Patrick stretched his gorgeous woman-child out on the large bed and looked at her now as a woman and not as his daughter. She would always remain his daughter and perhaps that would always be part of the thrill, but now Pepper was his playmate, his whore! He was free to command her to do anything he chose and he parted her long legs and stroked the downy fleece above her adorable cunt before he started licking her. The stirring he felt in his nether regions let him know that her earlier assessment had been accurate -- there was no man that could be in bed with this sexy angel and not be aroused. Her body was slender and tanned and perfect. Her eyes held a mischievous, merry twinkle that he had never noticed before. The way she was talking ...! "Oh daddy, so good, so FUCKING good, you wonderful fucker, you're eating your own daughter's pussy, you perverted fuck, sucking her cunt and you love it, don't you, you fucking bastard?" Pepper was crying out. "Lick that cunt, don't neglect my clit ... oh daddy, daddy, I'm CUMMING!!" Pepper came with a thundering climax and her strong thighs held him in place. When he was able to come up for air, she saw her flushed, excited face looking down at him. He didn't think he'd ever seen a sexier sight in his entire life. "You're a nasty old fucker daddy, but you sure know what a girl likes," she sighed. "Mommy's loss is my gain. I have got to have that horse cock of yours in my cunt daddy, put it inside my snatch and fuck me senseless!" "God angel, do you know what hearing you talk like that does to me?" Pat groaned as she got on her back on the bed and spread her long legs wide open. "Of course I do daddy, I'm your evil little slut, I'm going to learn every trick I can to keep you turned on," she grinned. "I might even come up with some new ones. Even if mommy does want to fuck you, I'm going to keep you so well fucked that you won't have the energy. I'm one of the hottest pieces of ass you'll ever meet, so get ready for me to prove it." It was a challenge the slender young blonde intended to live up to and as her father eased into her body, she made sure that she kept her promise. He began moving in and out of her tight pussy and once she got in tune with his rhythms, she began to thrust her body back against his. Pepper's pussy felt so full of cock that it almost hurt, although she supposed she would adapt in time. Daddy's massive pole was the best prick that had ever been inside of her, she didn't ever want to stop fucking him. In and out he moved, his eyes meeting her blue ones and seeing the satisfied, yet evil, smile on her pretty face. In some ways, he was fucking two women, his gorgeous daughter and a succubus sent straight from the bowels of hell to seduce him. Pepper had already had her first orgasm from her daddy's fucking of her tight pussy. He had likely been fucking her too hard to notice and she wasn't about to complain. She wondered how he would stack up against other lovers and once she'd bedded some other men, she would have a basis for comparison. Although she was now officially her daddy's whore, she wasn't his property and she was sure he knew that. She intended to find others to share her bed when he wasn't available. Pepper had a needy little pussy and she wanted it to remain filled as often as possible. Patrick couldn't believe his daughter and the sexual energy she seemed to possess. His hard cock was battering her little pussy and aside from a whimper here or there, Pepper wasn't complaining at all. She was taking it all and begging for more in the most obscene language. She had to know how much it was turning him on, how much he craved her sweet, supple young body! Pepper knew and had known for some time the effect her body had on horny men. When her next orgasm hit, she moved away and smiled at him. "What next, daddy?" She asked him, he lips curling in an enigmatic smile. "Is there something you want to do, something that mommy won't let you do or do for you?" "Yeah," he nodded. "Yeah, there is. I always want your mom to take more control in the bedroom; I love to fuck a woman in the cowgirl position. Would you do that for me, baby? Would you get on top of daddy's cock and fuck his brains out?" Pepper nodded and quickly mounted her father. He couldn't have known it, of course, but since she discovered sex, "girl on top" had been her favorite position. She loved the feeling of control that it gave her and it also gave her a workout that was almost like an aerobics class. The sexy teen began working her body against her father's, rising and falling as his thick shaft plunged the depths of her pussy. The poor bastard still had no idea just what he had gotten himself into. Harder and faster she thrust herself against him, loving how he felt deep inside of her. She felt the complete little slut and was thrilled that she was able to give pleasure to the father that had given her so much. "Cum daddy, cum inside of me, I know you can't make me pregnant," Pepper panted. Her mom hadn't wanted any more children. "Fill me with you lovely, hot cum!" Those words sent Pat over the edge and his load discharged inside his daughter's depths. When he finished cumming, she got off his dick and licked it clean. Pepper and her father spent the rest of the weekend fucking and talking. All plans had been made by the time Brandi returned home. Pat owned an apartment that he had been leasing for a while and the tenants were moving at the end of the school year. Pepper could have the apartment for herself and use it to entertain anyone she chose without her mother ever finding out. He also provided her with a generous allowance for bills, entertainment and of course, some extremely naughty outfits. Pepper accepted all of this treatment graciously, knowing that her father would always be the most frequent guest in her apartment and bedroom. The sex-crazed teen was already hooked on daddy's fucking big cock and how good it made her feel. Not that she intended to be a nun if daddy wasn't available. A little teenaged slut like Pepper needed as much fucking as she could possibly get. As she went through the front door of the apartment complex, the doorman nodded hello. He was a nice man, about 40 or so, and always kind to Pepper. On more than one occasion, she had thought of inviting him up for a drink and a fuck. He bet if he had known she was wearing only a lace bra, thong and stockings under her coat, his smile would have been broader. She knew that daddy would be smiling tonight. He would be smiling a lot when he saw the surprise that Pepper had waiting for him inside of her apartment. As a matter of fact, Pepper was smiling already. Incest Daughters Ch. 02 Cheryl Travers took one final look in the mirror before leaving the Nurse's lounge and going to join her fellow nurses for her very first shift. Normally, a girl might be nervous on her first day, but Cheryl knew that she had nothing at all to worry about. She was going to be working with women who would have her back at all times. Those women were the very reason she wanted to be a nurse in the first place and work at Capital General. She walked to the station, her high heels clicked on the tiled floors. She had always looked good in white and the nurse's uniform looked wonderful on her. She had purposely chosen one a size smaller than she should have been wearing as she liked the attention her 5'2" body got. She might have been petite but Cheryl packed a punch. She knew she should have been wearing more sensible shoes but Cheryl was not about to give up her high heels. At least she had chosen to wear white stilettos, Cheryl smiled to herself. The entire career on which she was about to embark she owed to two wonderful women. These women had been her mentors and her friends through all of the roughest times. Cheryl turned the corner to the Nurse's Station and there they were, with big smiles on their faces. The sight of two spectacular women who had guided her along every step of the way thrilled her more than words could possibly express. The first beaming face to greet her was that of her cousin, Nancy. Like Cheryl, Nancy was petite but you didn't notice that right away. Nancy shared her cousin's passion for high heels and Nancy seemed to have a presence. Nancy was a sun-bunny with a constant tan who wore her long, auburn hair long. It was against regulations but Nancy was a favorite with staff and patients alike. There were a number of things that Nancy and her mother did that were against the rules but the hospital made a huge profit and most of that didn't come from the superb medical care. It was because of nurses like Nancy. The head nurse enveloped Cheryl in a huge hug; almost knocking the wind from the 22-year old's body. "You finally made it, kiddo," her aunt Amber beamed. If she had not grown up around these two women all of her life, Cheryl would never have believed that they were mother and daughter. Amber was nearly 5'10" on 3-inch spiked heels, blonde, tanned and busty, very exuberant. Nothing Cheryl's aunt ever did was by the rules, including raising her daughter and her sister's child all on her own. Cheryl's mother had been battling alcoholism for years with little success and she only saw her father a few times a year. Her mother had never married him and he only learned he had a daughter when Cheryl was 8. By that time, he was married and had 2 other children. He lived with his wife and her step-siblings in Gstaad but he called frequently and never missed a birthday. "I'm ready to work, aunt Amber," Cheryl said to the bosomy blonde. She wiped some blonde curls from her own face and smiled at her cousin who was grinning behind her mother. "Did I say something funny?" Nancy gave her cousin a big hug as she tried to stifle a fit of the giggles. "In a way baby, yeah. We don't do a lot of the major work around here -- we have candy stripers and other nurses that can handle that. The hospital wants the really hot nurses to handle the VIP patients, do you understand?" The petite blonde looked at her cousin and aunt. "I'm not sure that I do, no," she said as she shook her head. Head Nurse Amber Allen looked at her niece and smiled warmly. "Don't worry sweetie, you'll see what we mean soon enough. Now that I think of it, I think Cole Harper might need some attention. Nancy love, why don't you take your cousin to his room and make sure everything's fine with him?" "Sure thing, mom. Come on cuz, let's go meet Mr. Harper. He's a very nice, mature man and I think you're going to like him. It's going to be really fun having you working here with us," Nancy said as she led her younger cousin down the corridor. As if Cheryl would have entertained thoughts of working anywhere else. Her aunt and 6-years older cousin had taken her in when she was ten and she was never made to feel like an outsider. She was treated like family and never like a burden. As she went through nursing school, her cousin and her aunt were behind her all the way, helping her study and loaning her their own textbooks and offering advice. Cheryl adored these two women with all of her heart. The two pretty cousins walked into Cole Harper's private room. It was large which meant that Cole Harper had money, Cheryl knew. "Good day, Mr. Harper," Cheryl said in a cheery voice. "How are you feeling today? Is there anything we can do for you?" "I feel fine and I keep telling you, Nurse Allen, that may call me Cole," the handsome bachelor smiled. He looked over at Cheryl and smiled. "Well hello, and just who is this pretty young thing?" "You know I shouldn't call you Cole, you're my patient. The young lady is Nurse Cheryl and she also happens to be my cousin," Nancy said in a cheery voice. "It's her first day and I'm showing her around and teaching her how things work around here. So, is there anything we can do for you -- Mr. Harper?" "Yeah gorgeous, there sure is. Why don't you and the other little doll strip and join me in this bed?" Cole said, throwing the covers to one side. Through his hospital gown, Cheryl saw one of the biggest hard-ons she'd ever seen. Cheryl had expected her cousin to react with anger or laugh the offer away, but Nancy did neither. The petite brunette went to the door of the room and locked it before returning to the side of the bed. She began stripping out of her uniform as Cole Harper had requested. She looked at Cheryl and told her to do likewise. Although she had no idea why, Cheryl had always deferred to her cousin or to her aunt. Their decisions always made her life better and she certainly was used to some of their sexual hi-jinx by now. When she was 13, Cheryl did the math and figured out that her gorgeous cousin and sexy aunt were lovers. She and Cheryl had shared a room but now Cheryl was sharing one with her aunt Amber. The reason given had ostensibly been that the young blonde needing her privacy, but Cheryl knew better. There was only one Queen-sized bed in Amber's room and Cheryl was sharing that. After she made her calculations, Cheryl would listen for the telltale signs of sex, like whispers, sighs, moans or giggles. On many a night, she was not disappointed. Cheryl saw nothing at all wrong with the two women sharing their bodies. It was just a further expression of the adoration Amber held for her daughter. When Cheryl herself reached the age of eighteen, Amber asked her niece if she knew what they were doing in bed. Cheryl replied in the affirmative with a beaming Nancy standing beside her mom. That was the day that Cheryl herself was asked to be a part of their games. She would not even have thought of saying no. She loved them both and it didn't matter to her if her first sexual experience was going to be with another girl. It was sex and that's all that mattered to the pretty teen who had long yearned to leave her naiveté behind. Making love to a woman for the first time was a lovely and sensual experience. Naturally it had been her aunt who had taken the initiative. Amber touched young girl with sweet, gentle caresses while Nancy helped undress the trembling blonde. Amber's mouth then went to work and showed Cheryl that her body was a huge mass of erogenous zones. Nancy wasn't totally idle; she was sucking her cousin's tits and stroking her body as well. Cheryl didn't believe that anything in this world could feel so good. She felt as if she was being transported to heaven on a cloud. In her very first experience, she counted 3 orgasms. It was then her turn to taste and pleasure the other two. Amber lovingly guided her niece through lesbian play, although she was unaware of the small treasure trove of lesbian fiction hidden under her niece's bed. With loving adoration, Cheryl made her aunt cum first and then her cousin. Both were amazed by her eagerness to please and further stunned when she asked aunt Amber to relieve her of her virginity with a strap-on. The deed was done and from that night forward, there were 3 women sharing Amber's bedroom. Their world became rich with sexual escapades; any and all were free to bring home lovers who could be discreet. Cheryl proved to be as much a slut as the other two and had a group of lovers that rivaled her aunt's or cousin's, although there was a little bit of overlap. So Nurse Cheryl did what seemed most natural to her. She let her pristine white uniform join her cousin's on a chair in the corner of the room. She openly admired her cousin's lacy black, Victoria's Secret lingerie that almost looked as if it had been painted on her bronzed, beautiful body. Cheryl's was equally decadent, from La Vie en Rose and fire-engine red. "Cousins, huh?" Cole smiled as the two petite beauties joined him in the large hospital bed. "Do you two -- do things together?" "Maybe," Nancy responded in a kittenish tone. "What's it worth to you, handsome?" "Name your price," Cole grinned, his excitement obvious. With soft, skilled hands, Nancy stroked the handsome man's broad chest. "Well, I have been looking for a new car lately. The one I've been driving for the past few years just isn't me, you know?" Cole Harper grinned. "Say no more beautiful, when I'm outta here, you come down to my Audi dealership and I'll give you a really good deal and the best price on your trade in. How about you, kitten," he said as he turned to Cheryl. "Is there anything in particular that you fancy?" Cheryl was now beginning to discover just how the game was played. "Well, a girl can always use more shoes. I think this pair will likely get worn out from walking the halls all day," she grinned. "One of my lady-friends runs a high end shoe boutique -- Jimmy Choos, Christian Louboutins, you name it. I'll tell her you're coming and she'll give you personal service." The two beauties then swarmed all over Cole's cock. It had been a while since Cheryl had enjoyed a nice fucking from a man, she liked prick well enough, but it was women who pushed her buttons, particularly the two gorgeous beauties that she lived with. Still, Cole was a handsome specimen and she gave him an A+ blowjob while he ate Nancy's sweet, trimmed box. The girls then switched positions and damned if the gorgeous fucker wasn't almost as good as aunt Amber. Cheryl didn't want to drain him dry but Nancy told him not to worry. "He practices Tantric Sex," she explained to her cousin. "He can hold it for hours. Here sweetie, why don't you ride that magnificent cock while I get some more of his tongue? We can face each other and play, it'll be a blast." The gorgeous cousins made quite a spectacle as the handsome patient fucked both of them. They finished up around 4 PM and as they left the room, Cheryl wanted to know why their absence wouldn't be noticed. "Mom handles things, but the hospital knows the score," Nancy grinned. "They call us their `Angels of Mercy' and that's how they get a lot of their funding and medical equipment. Cole alone helped refurbish the children's wing," she explained. "Why is he here in the first place?" Cheryl asked. "He seems healthy enough to me." "Oh, he is," Nancy giggled. "He's being treated for `exhaustion'. Whenever his girlfriends start to overwhelm him, he checks in here. He knows we won't let anyone disturb him and mom and I give him lots of TLC. You're the first woman other than us he's fancied. Must be a family thing," Nancy laughed as the approached the Nurse's station. Cheryl's aunt gave her a huge grin. "So sweetheart, is Cole as much a stallion as ever?" Amber smiled at her daughter while patting her niece's rump. "He sure is mom and boy, did he ever go for Cheryl," Nancy laughed, squeezing Amber's bum in return. "I can hardly walk straight," Cheryl sighed. "Not that I'm complaining, far from it." "That's good sweetie, you're doing great for your first day," Amber said, kissing her niece and showing no little amount of PDA. "You go with Nancy and get a cup of coffee, relax and I'm sure something will come up when you're away." Cheryl and her cousin sat alone drinking very terrible coffee but having surprisingly good cake. "The woman who runs the cafeteria is studying to be a pastry chef," Nancy told her. "Her name is Mabel." Cheryl crinkled up her nose at the ancient-sounding name until her cousin clued her in that Mabel was 25, black, tall and hot as a pistol. The two of them took the elevator back upstairs and saw that Amber was all smiles. "You will never guess, not in a million years, who is in Room 401," Amber was almost gushing. Nancy had never seen her aunt like this. "Nan, you hold down the fort. Cheryl, I want you to come with me and greet our newest patient in person." Already Cheryl sensed that if she just went along with the flow, her life would be so much easier. The room they entered was even more opulent than Cole's had been and filled with flowers. It was the occupant of the bed who took Cheryl's voice from her momentarily. "Oh my God, oh my God, OH-MY-GOD, you're Teal Collins," Cheryl squealed. Teal Collins was the fastest-rising singer on the country charts and a particular favorite of Cheryl's. "Guilty as charged," Teal answered. "Hey Amber, it's good to see you again. Yep, bad another breakup, another few days hiding from the paparazzi. Would your pretty girlfriend like an autographed photo?" The brunette songstress smiled with a face that made Cheryl melt like butter under a Georgia sun. "Oh, I think she'd like much more than that, you sweet thing," Amber smiled softly as she began removing her tight, white uniform. Her lingerie was black with a silver brocade, complimented with stockings and heels. "I think she'd like to join us tonight and I can promise you that she's good. I trained her personally, Cheryl is my niece." "She's your niece, huh? Teal smiled as Amber got out of her uniform in a slow striptease. "That's really cool, she's hot. Come closer baby and say hello, I won't bite -- although I might nibble," the singer smiled. Cheryl could barely contain her excitement as she and her idol shared a passionate kiss. She had no idea that Teal liked women, although the skill with which she was kissing Cheryl certainly proved that she did. Cheryl felt her aunt's hands on her body helping her get out of her uniform. When both of them were naked, Amber dropped down with her arms around Cheryl's waist. "What do you think, you sexy bitch?" Amber growled, her voice husky with desire. "Doesn't my niece have a hot little body? I can never resist her when she's naked like this, I just want to bury my face in her cunt and let her juices stream down my face." "God, just DO IT then," Teal groaned, turned on and ready to party. "I've never seen an aunt and a niece make it together. It sounds so fucking nasty, eat her pussy and make her cum on your face and then you can share it with me. I've been going stir-crazy cooped up in here, let's all have some hot, girl-girl-girl fun!" Cheryl sighed as she felt her aunt's familiar tongue spread the lips of her pussy wide apart. No matter how many people she made it with, her aunt was the absolute best pussy eater in the world. Her tongue was long and snaky and very talented, it knew all of the right spots. She and Nancy were such hot, incredible sluts, together and separately. She was very happy living with them, although she sometimes missed her own mom. It would have been nice to have the same kind of relationship with her own mother than her aunt and cousin had, but it was not to be. Cheryl decided that she needed to stop focusing on the negatives in her life and enjoy the positives. Her body was shaking as she leaned against Teal's bed to stop from falling over. Aunt Amber was really giving her the treatment; her face was practically nose-deep in Cheryl's horny cunt. She saw the thrilled expression on Teal Collins' lovely face and she wondered if the singer could see how thrilled she was herself. To be doing this in front of her favorite singer was so lewd and the thought that she soon would be in bed with Teal doing these kinds of things with her was a tremendous thrill! "You two are fucking amazing," the beautiful brunette said, her arousal obvious as she almost panted in between words. "Have you made the little slut cum yet, Amber?" The curvaceous blonde removed her face from between her niece's thighs and grinned. "Mmm yeah baby, several times -- she always cums fast, she's a regular little faucet. Do you want a taste, baby?" "God yes, you teasing bitch, you know that I do!" The young singer gasped. Amber stood up, proudly displaying her magnificent body and leaned over Teal. Their lips met and Cheryl thrilled to the sight of her aunt and the gorgeous young singer sharing a hot kiss that was flavored with her own juices. When they parted, Teal was looking intensely at Cheryl, her dark eyes smoky with desire. "Okay sweet thing, I have got to have some of that from the source," Teal purred as she looked at Cheryl. "Get in here with me and swing that sweet pussy over my face, Amber, you can lick and suck wherever you find an open spot. Let's have a great day bitches, little Teal is fucking horny!" If any words were ever an understatement, those were. Amber had provided Cheryl with a number of hot cums while licking her, but they proved to be the tip of the iceberg. Teal's skills with women were evident the second her lips touched down on Cheryl's horny cunt. She ate cunt like she was starved for it, which was just fine and dandy with Cheryl. The pretty nurse was thrilled with the activities of her first day. She felt an intrusion in her body as Teal was slurping at her box and looked back for a second to see her aunt had been rimming her before sliding one slender digit up her ass. If Amber wasn't the horniest, nastiest slut on the planet, she was in contention for the title. "Amber babe, do nasty things like that to me too," Teal gasped as she lifted her head from Cheryl's pussy. "Everyone treats me like a fragile china doll and I'm fucking sick of it. I like to be a slut in bed, I need to cut loose every once in a while." Amber nodded and rimmed and fucked Teal with her fingers as well while the two younger women devoured each other. When was quite sure that she had made Teal cum, Cheryl rolled away from the sexy singer and let her aunt have a turn. Cheryl loved watching her aunt doing other women, it was all so highly erotic. She seemed to come alive when she was fucking, as if she was made for it. Her powerful body looked so sleek and alluring as she girl-fucked Teal Collins. For a little while, Cheryl was just content to sit to one side and watch the hot show. And it was hot -- gorgeous Amber was really giving the music superstar what she wanted and it was almost surreal to hear the sexy country singer snarling out such nasty words to her aunt. When they all got into a Daisy Chain, the experience nearly took Cheryl's head off, it was so intense and good! The three women returned to their apartment at the end of the day and had a good meal. All three of them commented that they were fucked out and needed a good night's rest. Yet not ten minutes after they were in bed, Nancy was face-down in her mother's cunt and naughty Cheryl was licking Nancy's pussy and ass. The next days proved to be just as much fun. Although Cheryl did perform some of her nursing duties, she also continued pairing up with her aunt and cousin and got some more great sex. A father and son duo recovering from vasectomies wanted to test them out. Amber fucked the younger son while Cheryl fucked the older, experienced father. Then she and her aunt put on a hot lezzie show while the men fucked them from behind. Incest Daughters Ch. 02 Cheryl knew that she had chosen the right career path. Helping people felt good to her, working with her family and the other sexy nurses she was meeting was even better. Having as much sex as she could possibly handle felt even better. As she walked down the corridors of the hospital, her new Jimmy Choo heels clicking on the floor, she smiled with contentment. Earlier that day, 3 front row tickets to Teal Collins' next concert had arrived through Priority Mail. Inside were also backstage passes and a suggestive note from Teal herself. She'd have to find a sexy new outfit to wear for that night. That would not be a problem. With a hospital full of attractive, horny, generous patients, it would be no trouble at all! Incest Daughters Ch. 03 Brandi Sanderson's clothes were almost sticking to her body and her long, blonde hair was almost matted to her neck. Owning such a large home required a lot of work and God forbid Patrick should ever pitch in. He had gone to work late this morning after playing a round of gold. He could have cut the lawn or cleaned the pool but he hired a kid for that. Yet he refused to hire a housekeeper to help Brandi look after the house. He had always wanted a huge home, she didn't need the opulence, as they only had the one child. Not that Pepper would be winning any prizes for daughter of the year. She could have stayed and helped but her daughter was rarely home these days. She knew Pepper didn't have a steady boyfriend and wondered what the girl did with her time. Her marks at school sure didn't reflect a studious nature. The 38-year old mother looked at the huge pile of laundry in disgust. Even having a housekeeper part-time would be a tremendous help. She felt unappreciated and overworked and there was no end to her resentment. If Patrick ever wondered why she wasn't often in the mood anymore, she would show him the pile of dirty clothes from himself and their daughter. Even when they went away on vacations, the cheap fucker expected her to do all of the cooking. They could easily afford to go out every night on their holidays, but he thought it was wasteful. Going out for a meal sounded like a good idea. Brandi thought she would call one of her friends and then jump in the shower and have a day for herself. The fucking laundry could wait and if Patrick didn't like it, he or Pepper could do it themselves. Just as she was about to go upstairs and shower, the telephone rang. "Hello darling girl, it's your mother," a lightly-accented voice said on the other end of the phone. Brandi's mood brightened immediately, she adored her mother and hadn't seen her in over a year. She lived in Sweden with her husband, Brandi's stepfather. "Do you have any plans for the rest of the day?" Thoughts of lunch immediately flitted out of her mind. "Nothing important mom, why?" "Lars and I are in town for the day and then we're going to visit your sister and your niece," Sonya said to her daughter. "We thought we'd pay our girls a surprise, is Patrick going to be okay with that?" Sonya and her son were civil but far from best friends. "Patrick isn't home mother," Brandi said to her mother. "Come over and stay as late as you like, I'll be thrilled to have you," she said, her mood already lighter. "Sounds good dear, we'll be there in about one hour," Sonya said before hanging up the phone. Now Brandi was glad that she had cleaned the house because one thing that her mother was, she was a neat freak. Brandi and her sister had been driven crazy by it as children. It had ended Sonya's marriage to their father, a carpenter who tended to me more messy than his immaculate wife. After her divorce, Sonya started being social and getting out more. She had met the 15-years younger Lars in a nightclub and married him a year later. She ran upstairs and made short work of her shower. She wanted to look her best for her mother. Every visit she had with her family was special and she didn't want this one to be any different. She ran into her walk-in closet and looked for something that would fit the occasion. She found that outfit after about 5 minutes of rummaging around. She sat in front of her bureau and used the mirror to apply her makeup. Against her gorgeous mother, Brandi always felt second-best, even though she knew she was a beautiful woman. Sonya was almost 60 and barely looked 40. Some people asked Lars where he had met his younger wife and he never bothered to correct them. She continued dressing, thrilled at the prospect of seeing her family again. Her husband and daughter could go to hell, she was going to have a wonderful day after all. Almost to the minute, her mother and Lars arrived. Lars still looked as if he could play professional sports, even though he was a classically trained violinist. Sonya wore a grey silk top and black leather pants with heels on her 5'9" frame. There were still no traces of gray in her blonde hair and few lines marred her face. Brandi hoped that she would wear her years as well when she was Sonya's age although with a family like hers, she wasn't sure. "So mom, have you and Lars had any adventures lately?" Brandi asked as she poured the wine. She didn't miss the fact that Lars was checking her out as she bent over to give her mother her glass of wine. "As a matter of fact darling, we have," Sonya smiled at her daughter. "This gorgeous man and I went to a sex club last month, didn't we Lars?" "MOTHER!" Brandi shrieked, although not in disgust. "How marvelous, I can't believe you did that. So, how was it?" "Wonderful, so many gorgeous people, lots of sexy women and men. It was a nice place too darling, with good food and drink and a lounge, a place to dance, not sleazy at all. Of course, this handsome stallion was the hit of the evening. I have no idea how many women he fucked," Sonya laughed. "What your very gorgeous mother is neglecting to tell you is that not ten minutes after we got there, she had 3 willing partners asking for her company," Lars grinned and looked at his wife. "I barely saw her until it was time to leave." "Not all of my partners were men, either," Sonya chuckled. "It's been a long time since I've been with a woman, I'd forgotten how much I enjoy it, as you know Brandi," she smiled, patting her daughter's hand. "Oh yes, I remember," Brandi sighed. "I remember very well," she said as she looked at her parents. She wondered if they might all be on the same wavelength and she sure hoped so. "But maybe I could use a reminder. We don't have to eat for a while -- would the two of you like to go upstairs and fuck?" Sonya grinned at her stunningly-beautiful daughter. "Certainly darling, I don't think my husband has been able to take his eyes off of you since we got here and I've missed touching your beautiful body. I'm always available to play game with my daughter, so let's all go upstairs and reacquaint ourselves, shall we?" Brandi felt almost as giddy as she had the first time she had fucked with her mother and stepfather, shortly after their marriage. Lars had opened up his wife's mind to a whole new world of possibilities. He had told her that he had no objection to her fucking other men and other women, if she so chose. He could see the glimmer in her eyes and through several conversations, learned that his wife had bi-sexual leanings. When her daughter came to visit, the progression was made and Brandi ended up in bed with her mother in one of the most sensual evenings of her life. It had not been hard to seduce Brandi as she had always thought her mother was one of the most beautiful, elegant creatures on God's green earth. Brandi always tried to emulate Sonya and when a few glasses of wine loosened both her tongue and her inhibitions, the two women continued their flirtation and took it to the next level. By the time that Sonya took her daughter as a lover, she'd had many experiences with other women. With Lars' encouragement, she had made up for lost time and found bi-sexuality suited her just fine. As her agile tongue drifted over her daughter's nude form, she had no qualms about the incest. Brandi was just one more o the lovelies who had shared her bed over the last little while. She was her daughter, yes, but she was also a desirable and lovely woman. Had they met anywhere else, like the nightclub in which she had met Lars, Sonya would have seduced the young woman and bedded her. Why should their familial relationship make the slightest bit of difference? It certainly didn't seem to matter much to Brandi. Once in bed with her mother, Brandi was a little wildcat. She licked and nibbled and fingered and she let go with a ferocity that surprised Sonya. The gorgeous mother was astounded at her daughter's sexual hungers and not for the first time, she wondered about the solidity of Brandi's marriage. She didn't much like Patrick, she thought he was a bit too insensitive for her daughter. They were a tangled mess when Lars came into the bedroom and saw them together. "Now this is the kind of sight a man likes to come home to," he grinned wolfishly. "I know I have a gorgeous wife but seeing her in bed with her equally-gorgeous daughter is quite the treat. Would you mind if I joined the both of you?" Brandi looked up at her stepfather, a little more sober now and aware of her strange surroundings. "The incest thing, it doesn't bother you?" "Not at all sweetheart, why should it?" Brandi was sure that there were several good answers to that question but she'd be damned if she could think of any. She turned to her mother and said "You wouldn't mind, my fucking your husband?" "Why should I mind, I don't own the man," Sonya smiled, rubbing her daughter's smooth shoulders. "I certainly can't tell him not to do something I've just spent the last two hours doing myself." Brandi nodded and opened her arms wide in invitation. Lars joined his beautiful family in bed and his stepdaughter learned what it was like to be fucked by a real man. He was steady and confident and giving, he made sure that both women were well taken care of. He was so masterful in bed, he could fuck like a stallion or make love almost as gently as her mother did. Now it was apparent why Sonya had married the much-younger man, there were very few men who knew how to fuck the way that Lars did. In the present day, Brandi disrobed in front of her mother and Lars. Lars whistled at his stepdaughter who was only a few years younger than himself. Like her mother, time had been good to Brandi and she had certainly done her share to keep herself in good health. Her husband was an idiot for not seeing what kind of beauty she possessed. Her body was smooth, lean and unblemished with a healthy tan. Her breasts were still high and firm, her stomach flat and her legs, long and sleek. Lars remembered how they felt wrapped around him and how sexy she looked eating his wife's cunt. "I like the outfit darling, you were expecting to play, huh?" Sonya grinned, noting her daughter's quarter-cup bra, thong and expensive stockings. "Not so much expecting as hoping, mother," Brandi smiled as she and her mother walked towards each other. Meeting in the middle of the room, their arms wound around each other and they kissed. Much as before, the kisses grew more intense and their bodies wound together. Brandi regretted the reunions with her mother and Lars were few and far-between because the simple truth was no one got to her the way these two did. "It isn't fair mother, you're both still dressed, hurry up and remind me why the pair of you are my favorite lovers," Brandi gasped. With these two, she often felt as young as Pepper. Sonya liked to tease her daughter but she was as hungry for her daughter as Brandi was for her. Brandi gasped when she saw her mother's finery, evidently the older woman had indulged herself with a trip to La Pearla while visiting. Every piece of lingerie was lovely, black and decadent. Against Sonya's year-round tan, it looked incredible. Brandi took her mother in her arms again and they made their way to the bed while Lars watched in fascination. No matter how often he saw these two having sex, it almost stupefied him. Already twisting around each other in the large bed, they resembled sisters. Their gorgeous bodies were pressed so tightly that they were almost as one person. Their pussies were already wet and gleaming, beckoning for him to fuck each of them -- Lars' cock bulged inside his trousers, he was so turned on that it almost hurt. The two blondes were licking and kissing, almost oblivious to his presence. When he joined them on the bed, that was no longer the case. His weight was too much for them to ignore. "My favorite stallion is here," Brandi giggled as she neared her stepfather. The 41-year old chuckled as his slightly-younger stepdaughter wrapped her slender fist around his cock. Her mother was looking on, smiling approvingly, as Brandi took the thick cock in her mouth and began sucking it avidly. "God, what a cumslut, what cocksuckers you both are," Lars groaned as the slender blonde sucked him off. He had never known two magnificent women such as these, he'd fucked hundreds of women and only these two were able to match his own sexual ferocity. Brandi's mouth was hot and moist and her tongue was so skilled as it whirled around his cock. He felt his wife coming up behind him and her hand fondled his balls as her perverted daughter sucked him off. "God, we're such nasty, perverted sluts," Sonya gasped as she watched her gorgeous daughter sucking cock. He had always thought her daughter was a beauti9ful woman but never more beautiful than during sex. Had her son not been such an incredible ass, she might have suggested a foursome. At times, she even wondered why Brandi and Pepper had not fucked but remembered from her daughter's last E-Mail that things were strained between them. It was a shame because Pepper was a gorgeous, sexy little bitch with a look that suggested there was much more to her than met the eye. Sonya would have loved to invite her granddaughter to the family games, had she been willing. "Want to cum in my slutty mouth?" Brandi grinned up at her stepfather as she momentarily lifted her mouth from his shaft. She loved to tease Lars and get him all worked up. He rarely lost his cool, but it had happened with her and Sonya. "You and your mother want to share it?" Lars chuckled. He loved watching them shotgun his cum and they loved doing it. Brandi didn't even answer, she just resumed sucking. With the dual stimulation, it didn't take him long to shoot and Brandi and Sonya shared the sticky load between their soft, painted lips. "Such fucking hot sluts," Lars groaned as he fell back on the bed. The women weren't even slightly tired, Sonya and Brandi were already engaging in their favorite position of sixty-nine with Brandi on the top. He loved how vocal they could be and unafraid to lick and touch anywhere their hearts desired. Once the incestuous urges had surged out, they only got hotter over the years. Brandi loved the way her mother's body felt against her own. She wished dearly that she could find a female lover close to home but she dared not risk it. She would have seduced one of her friends or even one of Pepper's friends if she wasn't so deathly afraid of Patrick or Pepper discovering her little secrets. She knew some truly gorgeous women but people around here didn't know how to keep a secret. "Fuh-fuck me baby, use your fingers and screw mommy's cunt!" Sonya groaned, her mind spinning wildly as her daughter brought her off. She knew that when they were done, Lars would be fully recuperated and able to handle them both. It didn't take him long to get ready again, it never had. He was like a bull and that was one of the reasons she never denied him any fling he wanted. He could fuck some cute housewife or a cute coed -- or both -- and still have more than enough cock to keep her cumming for hours. If the women were cute enough and willing, he usually brought them home for her to experience as well. "God, you're such a fucking whorish cunt, mom," Brandi chuckled, wondering what her family would think if they could see her now. Not that she cared, but wouldn't it shatter all of their illusions like so much broken glass. Her fingers pistoned in and out of Sonya's snug cunt. It amazed her that after two children, Sonya was still so tight, but she did keggle exercises constantly to keep control of her pussy muscles. Brandi had begun practicing them as well and she thought she noticed a difference on the occasions when Patrick chose to honor her with his cock. The two blondes broke apart and looked at Lars. The dark-haired man was looking at his personal whores, knowing that he could do anything with them and they'd accept it. He had often suggested to his wife that they invite Brandi to move in with them and leave Patrick behind. Pepper no longer needed her and Lars relished the thought of having two incredible fucks under his roof. He even had the illicit thought that Brandi wasn't too young to have another child. The thought of fathering a child with his stepdaughter thrilled him and when he told Sonya, it nearly drove her through the roof with lust. Lars' own daughter had recently turned 18 and was backpacking through Europe with her girlfriends. He chuckled out loud as he realized that Brandi's daughter was almost exactly the same age as her stepsister. "What are you laughing about?" Brandi asked as she ran her hand along Lars' broad chest. "Just thinking about Helena," Lars said. "I don't think you've seen her since she was about 15, correct?" Brandi nodded and remembered her stepsister fondly. She was much like Pepper but seemingly more gentle and good-humored. "I'd love to see her again, she can visit any time she likes." Lars looked at his wife and both knew that they would make that happen as soon as it could be arranged. He and Sonya were usually on the same page. Brandi got on all fours and rummaged through a drawer in her bedside table. Under a few things, she found what she was looking for. "Mommy, daddy, I want to be an evil little slut today. I haven't been DP'd in forever, would you fuck my pussy daddy while mommy puts on the strap-on and fucks my tight little butt?" Sonya was almost squealing with joy and quickly put on the toy. She loved doing evil things like this with her daughter and soon, she was deep inside her daughter's shitter. Lars would have liked to do his gorgeous slut anally, but he was simply too big and would have torn her apart. She had a snug pussy and he loved feeling his wife beside him as they fucked their baby girl. Brandi moaned and groaned and arched back, carrying on like a bitch in heat. Brandi's cum was loud and fierce and it almost seemed like she might not be able to handle any more sex. Not in a million years, the only slut on the planet hotter than Brandi was her gorgeous mom. She took the strap-on from Sonya and they reversed their positions and screwed Sonya to thundering climax. They were far from done. Lars wanted to fuck his stepdaughter again, he had missed her juicy cunt. The women got him hard and he fucked her slowly at first until she snarled to be fucked like a slut. "I'm tired of vanilla sex, really pound me hard, you son of a bitch!" Brandi screeched. The blonde got what she wanted and he flooded her pussy with spunk. As he expected she would, Sonya licked her daughter clean. They decided that they'd fucked enough for a while and showered and got dressed again. Brandi prepared dinner for them all and they talked about their upcoming visit to Brandi's sister and about Helena. Brandi avoided talking about her own issues with Pepper and with Patrick. Why ruin a wonderful day? Those two seemed as thick as thieves and Brandi knew that sooner or later, she would have to enjoy her own life her own way. After dinner, they all enjoyed a relaxing swim and seeing the two women in skimpy suits got Lars all fired up again. They had a three-way fuck at poolside before calling it a night. Patrick wasn't coming home that night and Pepper was away with friends. Her parents stayed the night in the guest bedroom. Had they slept with her, none of them would have gotten any sleep. They needed to rest up for the morning when they all knew they'd do it all again. Incest Daughters Ch. 04 Patrick Sanderson closed the door to his office. As Chief of Surgery, he was used to everyone coming to him with their problems. However, since the administrator of the hospital had retired, that job had also fallen to him until a new one was appointed. The 29-hour day had not yet been invented and he was exhausted. He needed to relax and called home, only to find out hiss were visiting. He didn't need any hassles with Sonya and he had never been sure how Lars felt about him. He called his daughter's cell phone and it went right to voice. He would have liked to have had a quiet evening at home or a wonderful evening fucking his daughter and it seemed like both were to be denied him. Head Nurse Amber Allen walked in a few minutes later. "You look as if you have the weight of the world on your shoulders, handsome," Amber smiled at him. "Anything I can do to help out? Get you a coffee? A magazine? Screw your brains out until you can't walk?" It was a game Patrick and the bosomy blonde had played for years -- she would flirt with him, he would say something witty back, nothing ever came of it. He was a married man and hadn't cheated. Tonight, things had changed. He didn't feel like playing the game this time. He looked at the gorgeous blonde in front of him and he didn't feel like playing that game at all. "The last option sounds pretty damned good to me, Amber," he grinned at the gorgeous, curvy blonde nurse. Amber gazed at the handsome doctor in total disbelief. She smiled at him, not knowing what to do next. For years she had flirted with him, to no avail. It had become a game of cat and mouse between them; she would never have expected him to make a move. He was married and as far as Amber knew, totally faithful. He had looked at her body with desire and knew the score around the hospital, but that was about it. Amber wondered what had changed that at home that he was making a move now? Screw that, who cared! "If you're really sure about that handsome, you'd better be ready for a long night of fucking," Amber smiled at him. "I'm not an easy ride; I'm part of the advanced class." Patrick smiled back at her and there was almost a little swagger in his voice. "Babe, I've been fucking for a long time and I'm pretty sure that I can handle you. None of the women I've been with have ever complained. Matter of fact, the way I'm feeling tonight, I think I could handle twins. Now are we going to talk about fucking or are we actually going to fuck?" Amber didn't understand where his newfound swagger had come from, but she found it overwhelmingly sexy. She went back to make sure no one was around at the nurse's station that needed her. It was quiet so she moved away from the door and let her crisp white uniform drop to the floor. "The time for talking is over, handsome," Amber said, licking her lips. "The time for fucking has most definitely begun!" Patrick had long harbored the desire to fuck Amber Allen. He knew the score with her, she was a woman who liked sex and she was a wanton bitch. As he looked at her smooth, sensual body, it was hard to believe that she was only a few years younger than he was. It was harder to believe that she had a daughter who was also old enough to be working here. Nothing on her smooth, lean frame gave either of those two facts away. She was blonde, leggy and shapely and desirable. She walked towards him on high heels, body perfect and the words "F-U-C-K" written in her gorgeous blue eyes. "I hope you have a large cock and know how to use it," the blonde said as she dropped to her knees. "I really do love to fuck and I've worn out more than my share of studs. Oh MY, it looks as if Amber is in luck tonight, mmm, yes she is!" The head nurse now began giving him head and Patrick thrilled to each second of her licking action. This blonde slut was terrific and Patrick's tension began melting away with her blowjob. Amber loved the way Patrick's thick cock filled her mouth. Some men came too fast and she sensed that he would not be one of them. Hell, he was still standing while she sucked on his dick and some men couldn't even do that when she blew them. Amber had always loved oral sex, it was her best talent. Few men could resist a BJ from her. As a matter of fact, there weren't too many women who turned down some oral lovin' from her either. She knew how to use her mouth quite well, it was one of her best "healing talents". Some nurses had healing hands, Amber had healing lips. Her soft mouth and tongue whirled around Patrick's cock, anxious to taste his spunk. It appeared as if she might have to wait a while. Patrick had yet to cum where most men would have done so by now. "Mmm Patrick, you're impressive," Amber hummed in between licks. "I've made a lot of guys shoot off by this point but you're still proud and strong. It's okay to cum, you know. I'd love it if you came in my mouth or spunked on my face, I love cum," she said in her soft, husky voice. "Soon, gorgeous," Patrick promised her. "If it's okay with you, I just want to enjoy the best blowjob I've had in years for a little while longer," he flattered her. Amber nodded and went back to working on his cock. She was thrilled to finally get the chance to nail the handsome, older Chief of Surgery. A few other nurses had made obvious passes at him and were gently rebuffed. She had worked closely with Patrick for years and aside from their little game, nothing had gone down between them. Finally getting the chance to fuck him was a feather in her cap. She intended to give him a terrific fuck because she wanted him coming back for more. His cock was great and once she got it deep inside her cunt, she believed he would know what to do with it. You didn't have a wife as good looking as HIS and not know how to fuck. Brandi Sanderson was a gorgeous woman and Amber knew that women like that didn't stick around if their husbands weren't a good lay. Amber Allen loved to fuck. Sex was like air to her, she needed it to live. Even though she had two sexy, live-in lovers at home, she couldn't get enough. Her job provided her with an endless stream of sexy patients who were more than happy to scratch her itch. Once in a while, a sexy doctor or nurse might catch her eye and she'd find a private room and have a romp. She never would have imagined finally fucking Patrick. Amber sucked even harder and stroked his balls with her fingers. She was finally rewarded when he shot his load in her eager mouth. "Damn baby, that was a nice load," Amber commented. She looked and saw that she had been blowing him for over 15 minutes. She was very impressed. "Are you ready to fuck yet?" Amber asked him. "Not yet," Patrick said as he unbuttoned his shirt and stepped out of his pants. "I've had fantasies about eating that gorgeous pussy of yours. You look even better naked than you do in my fantasies. So I hope you won't mind if I go muff diving first." "Not at all," Amber grinned. If he was as good at eating pussy as he was holding on to his load, she was in for a treat. This handsome doctor was going to get the chance to fuck her any old time he wanted. Nancy Allen walked by the nurse's station, looking for her mom. She really wanted a cup of coffee and then there was a pretty, redheaded patient that she thought her mom might like. Yummy little Jayme had been an outrageous flirt so Nancy made a mental note to visit her later. Funny, but her mom was nowhere to be found. She was about to go back to Jayme's room on her own when she heard noises coming from Dr. Sanderson's office. They were muffled but growing louder. She got closer to the door and then she heard her mom's distinctive, clear tones. She knew what was up and it thrilled her. Mom had finally got the chance to screw handsome Doctor Pat! She would have put the moves on him herself if she thought anything would ever have come of it, but he was married and word was that his wife was a handful. Evidently, that had not worried her mother. Nancy wanted to see what was going on so she carefully pried the door open and tried to get as good a look as she could. She watched Amber sucking the doctor's humungous cock and him cumming. She saw him undressing and then he and her mom walked over to the large couch in his office. She wasn't going to get as good a view as she wanted from there, dammit! Now she would only be able to listen to the goings-on. Amber stretched out on the couch and spread her legs. A man who ate pussy well was her kind of man. The leggy blonde smiled up at him and encouraged him with her eyes. Patrick got between her legs and started licking. DAMN! He could have given Nancy and Cheryl a run for their money. He had a nice mouth and the stubble on his face scratched her thighs, but in a nice way. She groaned and pushed him deeper into her cunt. Patrick could stay down there for a few hours if he wanted, he was so-fucking-GOOD! Patrick looked at the sexy blonde with open lust now. She had such a great body, he wanted to fuck her soon and then again after that. He wouldn't be satisfied with fucking Amber Allen just this one time either, he knew that. She was the kind of woman that got under your skin, you wanted to screw her until you were exhausted. With his fucking her at work and Pepper whenever he needed, he didn't need his frigid wife. He had two hot pieces of ass whenever he wanted them. He wondered if he might dare bring his two women together? Would Amber be receptive to his fucking Pepper with her in the room and then perhaps, a threesome? The incest must be problematic for her. He knew that Pepper would do it for him, she loved her daddy and would do any nasty old thing he asked. He moved up Amber's sizzling hot body, tanned and sleek, towards those gorgeous tits that had been beckoning him for so long. Amber gasped as his mouth touched down on her breasts. He manipulated them with his hands and wasn't rough at all. He had a wonderful touch and she was actually shivering a bit. Amber was so close to cumming, all he had to do was touch her a bit more and the skyrockets would explode. So close, so damned close, she was on the brink of cumming and then, she saw a flash of movement. She looked closely and knew that someone was watching them fuck. It was Nancy, she was sure of it! Okay, that changed everything! "Okay babe, hold on a second," Amber gasped, sitting up on the couch. She left a puzzled Patrick there for a minute as she walked to the office door and opened it. Nancy stood there, feeling very much the idiot until her mother walked her into the office. "Do we have room for one more?" Amber asked her latest lover. Patrick grinned and reached out for Nancy. Now he knew the answer to his earlier question. "Can you handle it, little girl?" He smiled at the petite brunette. "I might be little, but I'm not a girl any more, Doctor Pat," Nancy breathed. "I can give any man or woman the wildest fuck of their life. Mom and I have teamed up on a few occasions, so I can handle it if you can." "Deal." The three of them returned to Patrick's couch, where the auburn-haired Nancy straddled her mom's face. Patrick was hard again and eager to fuck Amber's tight, beautiful cunt. She was soaked from all his work and he went in easily. "Migod, you're as tight as hell," he commented as he began fucking the sexy blonde. "And she's just as hot, too," Nancy gasped as her mother's tongue licked at her clit. She always enjoyed sex with Amber, alone or with others. Amber knew all the tricks to reward her lovers for their efforts. Amber had more energy than women half her age. All thoughts of pretty Jayme vanished from Nancy's head as she watched the handsome doctor fucking her mom. She loved to watch Amber fuck, it was the sexiest sight alive. Amber reminded her of an erotic dancer when she was having sex, there was both grace and eroticism to it. Nancy only hoped that she would be able to match her mom's veracious sexual appetites when she was Amber's age. Her mom's tongue was doing such wonderful things to her clit, oh God, she had cum already and they had only just started! "Eat my cunt, you fuckin' whore," Nancy called out, hoping that her mother heard her. Amber loved being a slut during sex. "Make me cum with that goddammed fucking tongue of yours, hear me bitch?" Amber heard her and was thrilled that Nancy had caught them. It was always such a thrill when her daughter joined her for sex fun. She'd never had to curtail her activities around Nancy, even at an early age, Nancy knew what sex was all about. When she was old enough, she became as active as Amber herself and remained so to this day. She knew that once Nancy's tight little pussy wrapped around Patrick's cock, he would have a hard time figuring out who was better, mother or daughter. Amber came with Patrick's cock inside of her and he shot his load. She wasn't worried, she knew he was likely fixed and besides, there was another factor. Sure enough, Nancy got off her mother's face and began eating the sticky fluid from her mother's cunt. "That is the damned sexiest thing I have ever seen," Patrick commented. "Not yet," Amber smiled as she sat up. She and her gorgeous daughter shared his load between them. His cock began to twitch again. Now he wondered if he might be able to convince the pair of them to join Pepper and him for a four-way. They could even make a night of it, have dinner and drinks before going back to the apartment. His only concern was if he could handle three horny women? So far, he was okay with two. Of course, if he was out of action, they could enjoy each other. Watching Amber and Nancy kiss, they seemed as if they'd be fine with it. "Want to fuck me, big Daddy?" Nancy cooed, reminding him of his own daughter. Nancy was a petite bundle of dynamite and had an incredible body. She came over to him and rubbed his chest and ran her hands down to his cock. It was already starting to pulsate and harden again. "Yeah, you want to fuck me, you want to fuck my slutty little pussy good," Nancy sighed. "Tell you what, big Daddy, you fuck my cunt from behind and I'm going to eat my mom's pussy. I love my mom's pussy, she's so fucking sweet," she told Patrick as they all returned to the couch. He was glad he'd bought the largest one they had so that he could sleep in his office some nights. He'd been using it more during his recent troubles with his wife, although no one here was sleeping. Patrick steadied himself behind Nancy's tiny, perfect body and slid into her pussy. It was slick from all of Amber's licking and once he got a rhythm, she began eating Amber. The head nurse blew him a kiss as her daughter sucked her pussy. It had finally happened, she had gotten to bang the gorgeous doctor and having Nancy there was the cherry on top, so to speak! The beautiful little whore would seal the deal for them, there was no way that Patrick would ever, EVER be able to resist them again. Their bodies were too hot, too perfect for him to give up. He would be theirs to fuck any time they needed, day and night. Amber would be his slut and offer up Nancy on a silver platter. It was all so perfect, too perfect and her mind went wandering as an erotic haze washed over her. Nancy was pummeling back against Doctor Pat's thick cock. She was glad she had the kind of relationship with her mother that she did or she would have missed out on this tonight. It was too bad cousin Cheryl was off tonight, she would have loved to see her cousin-girlfriend impaled on this thick fucker as well. She would make sure it happened soon, she and mom and cousin would take good care of their newest boyfriend. He would get all the hot pussy he wanted and if -- IF -- he had enough left over for some of the other cute nurses and his wife, that was okay. They were going to come first -- or CUM first, she chuckled to herself. Her body exploded in orgasm and for the second time tonight, Patrick shot his load in a sweet, warm pussy. For the second time, he watched mother and daughter engage in incestuous play and he got hard again. They kept him like that until very late in the morning when everyone knew they had to stop. They got dressed and Nancy went out to an all-night coffee shop to get them some much-needed coffee. They talked a bit until the two nurses went off duty. Patrick gave them both a big hug and then crashed on his couch. He fell asleep within a few minutes and slept the sleep of the dead. Incest Daughters Ch. 05 "Everyone here likes you very much," Patrick said to his lovely niece. "You're doing a terrific job and I'm very proud of you," he told Sierra. The smile on her face as he praised her went ear-to-ear. "Thank you uncle-daddy, I've been working very hard," Sierra Carter said as she listened to her uncle sing her praises. It mattered very much to her that he was proud of her and that she was doing a good job. It would help her in university, of course, but her main goal was to please the man she thought of as a father. She had been a "daddy's girl" ever since she could remember. The only problem with that is the fact her real father was a tremendous shit that had bailed on her family shortly after Sierra turned five. Her uncle Pat had stepped in and filled the void as best he could. He visited often, brought toys and gifts and helped her mother with all of her bills. Uncle Pat and his older sister had always been close and her mom adored her younger brother as much as Sierra did. Pat looked at his niece and indicated that she could sit down. It was a bit hard to reconcile this smart, professional-looking, polished young woman with the teenager he had known last year. Both he and his sister had agreed that Sierra would not be sitting around the house this summer break. She could come and work for him at the hospital and earn her own money. Last summer she had worn jeans and sweats and regular clothes. This summer, every day that she came to work she wore a different, smart-looking outfit. He assumed that Anne had taken her shopping, although he had yet to receive the bill. "How is your mother?" He asked about the woman he was no longer speaking to. He knew that sooner or later, he would have to speak with her again as she was his sister. It was awful to throw away a relationship like theirs, but it had been unbearable for the last 3 years, what with Anne's increased drinking. Sierra had told him her mom was 9 months sober, but that remained to be seen. "She's better uncle-daddy, but she's terribly lonely," Sierra told her uncle. "You should come home and visit. She misses you. I miss you, please uncle-daddy, think about it," she begged him. Their house didn't feel like a home without him in their lives. As much as Sierra adored her mother, and she did, she wanted her parents speaking to each other again. Sierra promised herself that she wouldn't stop working on him until she made that happen! Sierra knew that her uncle-father loved her mother, loved her very much. They had been a very demonstrative towards each other while she was growing up. They were very affectionate, towards each other and towards Sierra. Rarely did a day go by without a hug and a kiss. Sierra knew that her mother's drinking had driven the wedge between them. Sierra's grandparents had been drinkers and their niece followed in their footsteps. Their son had not. Now, all three were finally getting the help they needed. Sierra just didn't want it to be too late for her mom and the uncle who had helped to raise her. "I don't see us working things out any time soon, sweetheart," Patrick said to his niece. "All of the passion seemed to go out of your mother; she even stopped painting and doing her gardening. All that she cared about was getting her next drink." "Things aren't like that any more, uncle-daddy," Sierra defended her mother. "She's looking really good again. Mom has gone to the gym, she's lost weight, she's dressing better and she's even getting out again. Didn't you notice last week, when you came to pick me up for dinner? You know she's a wonderful woman and you two love each other, don't throw all of that away too fast." "I will think about that, darling," Patrick promised. He did love Anne; he had loved his sister all of his life. Anne had been his confidante and best friend and, unknown to anyone, his first lover. Anne had taken her younger brother to bed and taught him so many things about pleasing a woman by the time he finally started dating, women begged for a second date. Beautiful Sierra was a younger version of her mom, only she had blonde hair like his own instead of her mother's flaming red locks. She had Anne's carriage and bubbly personality too, as well as her overtly sexual nature. Men at the office swarmed around Sierra like bees to honey until they remembered who her uncle was. "Take a girl out to dinner?" Sierra smiled at her uncle. Her skirt rode up a little and he noticed that his niece was wearing stockings instead of hosiery. Anne liked that as well. They were fishnets, the expensive kind, and Sierra also wore a shiny pair of new black heels. She wasn't actually flaunting her sexy looks but she wasn't hiding them under a bushel either. Sierra had an ulterior motive. She wanted her daddy at home and if she had to lure him back, she would. Mommy wouldn't object, not after what had happened last week. Someone had to do something before all was lost. Sierra had always been calculating, she had a facile mind. She was a young girl who knew how to get what she wanted. She either worked for it or through subtle manipulation, found a way. With Uncle Pat, it would be a combination of both. "Dinner sounds nice, beats eating at that apartment I've been renting," Patrick told her. He flinched when he realized that he had made an error in speaking of it. Sierra didn't know about the place where he met up with Pepper. It didn't really matter because he could tell her that he had the place for nights when he was too tired to make the trip home. She wrinkled up her nose. "What was that for?" "I remember a few times when mom was ill and you cooked dinner for us," Sierra told her uncle. "You can barbecue but you can't cook worth a damn!" He laughed. "Blame your grandmother for that, she wouldn't let my father or me into HER kitchen," he told his niece as they left the office. He took the two of them to Baton Rouge, he fancied Prime Rib. Sierra ordered chicken and they both had wine. She wanted him slightly buzzed and driving wouldn't be a problem as he was staying in that apartment he had mentioned earlier. "Now THAT was a good dinner," Sierra sighed. "Beats Grilled Cheese, that's for sure," Patrick laughed. "Or Swanson's." "Let me walk you home uncle-daddy, I can take a cab from your place," Sierra suggested. "The fresh air will clear our heads." She hoped it wouldn't clear them too much as she would need a bit of courage to accomplish her goals and she wanted Patrick just loose enough for his resistance to be lowered. She thought of the irony of using alcohol to accomplish her goals, but it would all work out in the end. Alcohol had caused all this chaos, alcohol could be used to rectify it. In this case, the ends justified the means. "This is a nice place, uncle-daddy, and it's very private," she told her father. "You can relax here and get away from it all. Has anyone else seen it?" "No, you're the first," he lied to his niece. "I had tenants here until a few months back and I haven't rented the place out since they moved out." "It is nice," she smiled at him. "Nice living area, clean kitchen and a really lavish bedroom!" "That it is," he chuckled. "I have a maid come in a few times a week. As you might recall, I'm helpless with housework as well. Blame that on your grandmother, too." "You need a woman in your life, uncle-daddy," Sierra's voice said from behind Patrick. "Turn around uncle-daddy, I have something that I want to show you." A small voice in Patrick's head told him that turning around would be a life-changing experience. He did it anyway. The voice had been right. There stood his niece wearing nothing but her lingerie and heels. She was tall, blonde and beautiful and most of all, desirable. It had been a few days since he'd fucked Amber Allen, Pepper was still away with her friends, so his resistance was at an all-time low. Still, she was his niece. He had to at least TRY. "Sierra darling, if you're intending to do what I think you are, no, we can't," Pat protested. "I'm practically your father, it wouldn't be right." "Uncle-daddy darling, I'm nineteen now and I make my own decisions about who I fuck," Sierra smiled as she preened and posed for her gorgeous uncle. "You need someone in your life and in your bed. We both know that Aunt Brandi is a ball-busting bitch. If you won't come to me, I'm coming to you. I'm not a virgin, I've been fucked and I love sex. I'm a hot piece of ass, uncle-daddy, and I'll blow your fucking mind in bed. You need to relax and blow off some steam, why not with someone who loves you? I may not be my mother, but I'm still your family," she said as she seduced her uncle. Sierra had put it out there. She knew or was guessing about his relationship with his sister, her mother. He decided he still had to play it cool. "Sierra, I don't think I ..." Sierra decided that was her uncle's problem, he was thinking too much and not doing much of anything. Actions spoke louder than words, so she went over to Patrick and aggressively pulled him close to her. Before he could think any more or find some way to stop her, she kissed him. She kissed him hard and she kissed him long and she kissed him the way a woman kisses a man she is intent on fucking. Sierra had gone into this with a bit of preparation. She had been wearing her latest outfits to work each day with a dash of panache, hoping uncle-daddy would notice. A few of her girlfriends were dating older men and they all said, to a one, that men Patrick's age liked sexy lingerie and heels. She was sure that several of them would have flipped out if they had known she planned on seducing her own uncle, but it was all part of a much larger master plan. "I can't fight you," Patrick sighed as his niece pulled him by the arm into the bedroom. "You're too persistent and I know you always get what you want. This has to stay between us, Sierra. Do you understand that? If we're going to have an affair, it has to remain our secret!" Sierra slid on to the large bed and looked at him with her beguiling green eyes. "Darling Uncle, darling Daddy, there is no `if' about it, we're doing this. Look at you uncle-daddy, your mind may be fighting me but it's the only part that is. You want this, I'm young and blond and gorgeous and there aren't a lot of women like me. Get in this bed lover, I want to suck your cock and do all sorts of crazy things with you!" Patrick nodded and began to remove his tie, shirt and the rest of his clothes. Sierra had always been proud that she had a very fit uncle, a few of her girlfriends had flirted with him when they thought that she wasn't looking. Likely a few of those bitches would have made a play for daddy if he had returned any of their attentions. She was getting there first and making an intervention. As long as uncle-daddy had her to fuck, he wouldn't go looking elsewhere. That was just the way he was, he wasn't a player. "God, but you're an exciting, sexy creature," Patrick sighed as he slid on to the cool, white sheets beside her. "I can't believe you're really my niece or that we're really going to ..." "You're talking too much, uncle-daddy lover," Sierra purred. "Don't talk now, just enjoy. Let me have your cock, I want to taste it." Patrick listened to his niece and decided the best course of action was to shut up and let her do her thing. The lingerie-clad blonde licked her soft, sweet lips and began to work on his cock. At the very second her lips touched down, he felt as if he was about to cum. He pushed that feeling down but was astonished at her talent. She might even be a bit better than Anne. Prior to his marriage to Brandi, he had gotten around. One of the reasons he had married Pepper's mother was her sexual ferociousness. Sierra might be doing her aunt Brandi and even her mom, one better. Sierra couldn't believe how big and how hard her uncle-daddy could get. His shaft grew quickly in her mouth and her pussy was actually creaming at the thought of it. It was going to fill her so nicely and she knew they would be a great couple when paired off. Fucking your relatives might be taboo to some, but screw them! No one loved him like Sierra did and she knew he needed sex! She was going to provide it as often as she could and fuck the rest of the world. If her uncle-daddy needed a hot little slut, than that's what she'd be. She knew uncle-daddy liked it wild, late at night, she would hear her uncle and mom fucking whenever he visited. They thought she was sleeping, but she wasn't. She loved listening in to her mom screwing the man she had always loved. Sierra wanted a man like her virile uncle-daddy one day, and now, she had him. "Baby, oh god DAMN, baby, that's good," Patrick groaned as she slithered her mouth all around his throbbing shaft. "See uncle-daddy, it's always better with someone who loves you," Sierra smiled as she pulled away from his large rod. "Now why don't you have a good look at me and then do whatever you want to me. That's what I'm here for baby, to please you." The sexy black lingerie fell away quickly, but he stopped her short of the stockings and heels. "No," he told her with a grin. "You have nice legs, like your mom. I have a thing for stockings and heels, leave those on. They won't get in the way," Pat told his niece. Score one for her girlfriends' advice, Sierra thought to herself. She nodded to her uncle and lay back on the bed. Her legs spread wide apart, she looked at him again and encouraged him to indulge whatever fetish he wanted to try. Her pussy was shaved and beautiful, her skin unblemished by tan lines. Anne and his niece both loved the sunshine and their back yard was huge with a large fence, so they could easily tan naked. Her skin was so soft to the touch and he was gentle, as if by touching her, the illusion would break and she would vanish in a puff of smoke. No, she was all too there, all too real. His lips began kissing her face, her shoulders and down her body. Sierra was real, every stunning, silk-smooth inch of her. Her body wriggled a bit as he kissed his way down. Her stomach was smooth and flat and there was a small ridge just above her pussy. He kissed there and touched her thighs just above the stockings. He heard Sierra gasp and then he went for his prize. Patrick touched his mouth down on her pussy and began licking. "Oh God, uncle-daddy, oh dear fucking GOD darling, you have no idea how good that feels, your lips on my pussy, don't stop," she gasped. Sierra's words hit his ears and he found himself aroused at hearing them. He mouthed more of her gorgeous pussy and felt her trembling underneath him. In 21 years, he had been with only three women who knew how to drive him this mad with desire. His niece, daughter and sister were the hottest wenches a man would ever hope to fuck and they were his, if he chose to take them! "I have to be fucked," Sierra gasped out. "This has been wonderful, but you're driving me up the wall, I want it uncle-daddy, I need it so fucking MUCH! Give me your cock, put it in me and we'll fuck. However you want for as long as you want, but I need your fucking cock!" "How do you want it, sweetheart?" He asked her. Before she could even answer, she was pushing him on his back. "This way darling, me on top, riding your big prick," she said, licking her lips. "I want to play cowgirl and have you play with my tits and drive me wild. Fuck deep into my cunt uncle-daddy and don't worry about hurting me, I can handle the rough stuff!" By now, Patrick didn't doubt a single word of that statement. Sierra had proved to be beyond his imaginings. Her slender body slid right down on his cock and she began to rock back and forth while also moving up and down. That delicious ass of hers was bouncing perfectly as she took him deep. She might have been a slender, teenaged girl but once she got going, she was indeed the hot piece of ass that she had claimed to be. His cock slammed in and out of her pussy or was it she who was slamming him? Either way, he felt her tight cunt grip him within its walls and massage his cock. He didn't want to cum right yet, although he knew that he couldn't hold it much longer. He wasn't Sierra's age any more and they had been indulging for over an hour. Sierra sensed her daddy's predicament and she wiggled herself off of his cock. Taking it deep in her mouth again, she sucked it until his load filled her mouth. She swallowed all of his spunk and grinned at him. "Yum-meee uncle-daddy, I hope you can make more. Tomorrow is Saturday, so you can fuck me for a while longer, right? We don't have to go to work." Patrick grinned and nodded and she scampered off to make them some coffee. He would need it. He was actually exhausted, but he didn't want to disappoint her tonight. She had given so much of herself, it was only fair that he go the extra mile. Sitting in her mother's kitchen a week later, Sierra finished telling Anne the entire story. Her mom had reacted in two ways, with shock and with admiration for her daughter's ingenuity. "He really fucked you, your uncle really gave in and allowed the two of you have sex?" Anne asked, still not quite believing Sierra's revelation. "Yep mom, and now I know why you two have been happily screwing him all of those years," Sierra sighed. "God, what a cock! I'll hate to give it up when he come back to visit you, but it's only right." Sierra had teased her uncle that if he visited more often, they could get together more frequently when her mother was at work, out with friends or asleep. Patrick had initially balked at the suggestion, but a wild doggy-style fuck in his office had weakened his resistance a great deal. Anne shook her head. "I still find it hard to believe he actually fucked you. Good for you honey, although maybe I should be jealous," she chuckled. "About what, mom? Me fucking uncle-daddy or him fucking me? Remember, he didn't do anything that you and I didn't do when we went lingerie shopping the other week," Sierra smiled, remembering her first naughty little tryst with her mom in the store changing room. "True, true," Anne laughed as she put their coffee mugs in the dishwasher. Her robe fell open a bit and Sierra remembered what that smooth skin had felt like against her own body. Pangs of desire flooded her again. "Your father ... sorry, I mean your uncle ... is a good lover but I seem to recall you know your way around a woman's body pretty well. I'll make a deal with you, sweetheart. If your uncle-daddy does come home to visit, we'll do our best to convince him it will be all right for him to fuck the both of us. Why should you have to give either one of us up? After all, you've done so much for the both of us, it seems only fair." Sierra embraced her mother and they kissed, their mouths sucking on each other's tongues. The heat began to rise in the kitchen and wordlessly, the two women went upstairs to Anne's bedroom. Sierra had not anticipated this little twist and it suited her quite well. It looked as if they would be a loving family once again, with a strong emphasis on the loving part! Incest: Debunking the Myths There is a lot of information on the Internet regarding the sexual activity known simply as 'incest', yet most of the research into the subject focuses entirely on cases of child abuse or rape, with almost nothing out there about incest between consenting adults. This kind of coverage via media and official sources supports the most popular incest myths that have been generated over the past few decades. What I will attempt to do in this essay, is to demonstrate how generalizations and consistently biased media information have misrepresented the incest community at large. Mythology of this nature is inherently destructive to society as it ensures that ignorance and fear triumph over understanding and acceptance. In the long haul, this means that an entire group are persecuted on the basis that a few of them are harming innocent people. Myth 1: Incest always leads to congenital abnormalities in the baby. It is a scientifically proven genetic fact that any children born to related parents have a higher chance of having a congenital abnormality than those born to non-related parents. The risk for cousins is roughly double, but there is little or no information out there about the risks of defects in children born to parents more closely related than first cousins. Scientifically speaking the risk increases with consanguinity due to the fact that the likelihood of detrimental homozygous recessive alleles being present in the genetic code is greater for the more closely related couples. However, having said all that, this myth assumes two things: 1. It is assumed that the couples are planning to have a child. Is it not more logical that incestuous couples are more likely to use protection BECAUSE of the increased risks to the child should pregnancy occur? Of course it would be utterly ridiculous to assume that all couples would behave in a responsible manner, but overall logic dictates that such couples would be more careful that the average non-related couple. 2. The myth also assumes that should such a child be born to closely related parents, that it will ALWAYS end up horribly deformed. To the average person, images of two headed freaks are a common scary thought. In reality, some children are lucky enough to turn out okay; some have mild problems, while others do have serious disabilities as a result of detrimental recessive alleles. The risk of defects is indeed the original basis for the incest taboo; historically it has served us well as a means of ensuring the continued health of the genetic pool. In the modern era where reliable contraceptive devices and agents are easily obtainable, and if all else fails abortions (I know this is another area of moral debate) are also available, this point can be contested. Of course, the issue of inbreeding is a topic in its own right, and there is far more to it than just this little I have raised here. Therefore I will leave further discussion for another essay where it can have the time and due attention it deserves as a practical and moral debate. Myth Two: Incest is child abuse This myth is a far more recent myth than the one I discussed above, mostly because it is a myth that has been generated by frenzied media hype whenever a sexual predator has been found to be sexually abusing his/her prepubescent relatives. Child abuse is a heinous crime, one that quite rightly receives severe punishment as a felony. Yet with the absence of any other data, many people make the mistake of generalizing, and never stop to consider the fact that incest and pedophilia are indeed two completely separate things which can sometimes yet seldom overlap. Let me guide you through those definitions: 1. Incest - This is when two people that are too closely related to marry lawfully, have sex. Now the definition does not specify that one of the participants has to be a child, it does not even mention children. Compare with the first myth which assumes that both persons must at the very least be of reproductive age, and you have your answer to the validity of myths in general. 2. Childhood sexual abuse – This is when an adult sexually abuses a child for his or her own gratification. Such a predator is called a pedophile, and pedophiles sometimes use their own offspring as they are more readily available than finding somebody else's kids to abuse. For the pedophile, the incest is a secondary issue to the pedophilia. Note that the pedophile and the victim do not have to be related. I would be willing at this point to speculate that this myth has arose for the media hype reason I stated above, and as a counter-effect to the dawn of contraceptives. With drugs like the pill, and reliable condoms, it is pretty easy to avoid unwanted pregnancies. People fear incest because they do not understand it, it is easier for them to lump it in with child abuse and call them the same thing than it is for them to get their heads around a completely alien concept. Myth 3: Only dirty old men are interested in incest This myth is clearly both sexist and ageist. Merely by stating that males only would take an interest in incest it has discredited itself, why would only one gender be interested and not the other? Let's discuss the term 'dirty old man' for a moment and see what we come up with. The first image that comes to mind when somebody uses these words is a man aged 50-60 who wears and anorak and has sexual desires far outside of what would be deemed typical. While I'm sure there must be some men globally who fit this description, doesn't it seem a little strange that people would claim that ONLY this select group of men would be interested in incest? Think about other sexual preferences... what sort of people would be interested in BDSM, Clothes fetishes, Role Play, Wife Swapping Parties? See where I'm going with this, you CAN'T put a description to these people because they are so diverse. Therefore it stands to reason that we also cannot, and should not put a stereotype to the sort of person likely to be into incest. Perhaps this myth has it's origins in a more sexually repressed era, when women were subservient to men, back in the times when it was 'not decent' for a woman to express sexual desire. In times gone by, it was up to the man to do all the chasing and for the woman to accept or decline his advances. This being the case, it would have logically followed that only men could be interested in incest. Where the 'old' bit came from I can only speculate that it came from the notion that older guys prefer younger women. Of course, even within a sexually repressed society, it should have been obvious that this myth had no real basis in logic. Myth 4: There is no such thing as consensual incest This is a blanket statement, and like all of the other myths in this essay, it is based upon ignorance, prejudice and fear. It would at this time be worth noting that just because something is hidden does not mean that it does not exist. Just like we have never found another planet capable of supporting humanoid life, doesn't mean that one does not exist. Always remember that you cannot prove a negative, only a positive. All people see in the media is cases of rape, abuse, deformed babies and the like, basically anything that would lend support to the current negative stereotypes of the incestuous. People with positive experiences almost never have their voice heard. In the real world, what would a happy incestuous couple have from announcing their love to the world? Such brave souls would open themselves up to persecution, even arrest and imprisonment, to 'come out' would be nothing short of a disaster. So they remain hidden, merely to protect themselves. Of course this issue is yet another for an essay of its own. Myth 5: Only fat and ugly people end up doing incest My best guess is that this myth arose from the notion that ugly people are less likely to get dates than an attractive person, and therefore ends up sexually frustrated and even desperate. Yet at the same time, what is ugly? Somebody can look attractive to some people and hideous to others, so again this is a very subjective thing. It is also not true that fat people don't get dates, or that fat people are always ugly, again this comes from societal perception that being fat is somehow a sign of being a failure as a person. Of course, body mass has nothing to do with incest, at all. This is again an attempt to pigeonhole people, attempting to describe a group of people that is too diverse to ever have a description that is not a stereotype. The above myth attempts once more to stereotype the incestuous people by associating them with negative stereotypes that are in themselves subjective. As you can see, this is offensive to everybody, and serves no purpose whatsoever. Myth 6: Only stupid people end up doing incest. I have yet to see a study stating that people who practice incest have an overall lower IQ than people who do not. I'm fairly certain that no such study exists, partly because there is more or less nothing out there that isn't a study of childhood sexual abuse or of the pedophiles themselves, and also because of the taboo nature of incest, many psychologists just won't touch the subject from a non conventional angle. The sheer stupidity of this comment is staggering, as there is no evidence stating that people of a certain IQ range have tendencies to any particular sexual preference or orientation. If there is no correlation between IQ and incidences of OTHER sexual practices, it is safe to say that there is no correlation between IQ and incest. Of course, many would be inclined to ask why any intelligent person would choose an incestuous lifestyle when it is so risky. On the same token I could ask what ones feelings have to do with one's IQ. Sometimes feelings can take time to work through, especially those that push you to go against everything conventional wisdom dictate. This is certainly the case for a person interested in a family member, because people just aren't as simple and predictable as we would like them to be, and for some people that in itself is scary. ------------------------------------------ As you can see from the above myths, some of them lump together to paint a picture, some contradict each other, and some are second generation myths dependant on already existing stereotypes. None of the above have any basis in reality, and yet these are the perceptions floating around mainstream society, uncorrected. It is easy to hate, but it is never easy to stop, to think, and to analyze your views. When you have no basis for comparison, and no personal reason for challenging societal notions, it makes sense to go along with the societal view, even if that view has no basis in reality. The burden of proof that incest can sometimes be beneficial, or at the very least harmless is now up to those who have experienced it firsthand, and those curious souls who are willing conduct studies of consensual incest. This essay exists to open minds and hearts; it exists to make people stop and think, it is a gift from me to any person who has had a positive incest experience, who knows that my words are true. Thank you for reading my essay, 1337_G1RL Incest for Your Freedom Hi! Bit of a long one here. Leija is said "Lee-ah" or however you wish to say it in your head. I only say this as it drives me crazy to read a story with an unusual name and go the entire story wondering how it is supposed to be said. There's some very mild male/male oral - so be warned! ***** Leijia squinted as the heavy door opened. She had sat in the dark for a very long time. She knew it had been days, but she wasn't sure how many. She guessed at three, but for all she knew it could have been a week. It was funny how you lost track of time when left alone in a dark soundless place. She had tried to keep track by counting seconds to minutes to hours. Even with nothing else to do that became tedious and daunting very quickly. She also realized at some point she would have to sleep no matter how frightening the thought of leaving herself vulnerable was. There was bottled water in the room with her, and boxes of crackers and cookies. She had discovered them while feeling her way around. She had counted forty bottles of water and ten packages cookies and crackers. She allowed herself only small amounts of both just in case she needed to make it last. She had been hesitant at first just in case it was poisoned, but her thirst and hunger got the better of her. The room was tiled with what felt like clean, dry, cool ceramic tiles. The tiles were smaller and covered the floor and walls as high as she could reach. It wasn't a huge space, maybe a little larger than your average powder room. In fact there was a toilet and a sink too. There were of course no windows, and the door felt like it was probably made of solid wood, but then encased in sheet metal. No sound penetrated the room at all. Maybe there was no sound being made to penetrate the room. Of course she had screamed and banged and cried for her freedom. No one responded at all. Should couldn't know if she had been abandoned or if someone was coming back for her. This played with her mind, left her feeling terrorized and terrified. When the door opened the light was absolutely blinding, and Leija couldn't contain a scream. She heard it more than saw it, but someone came stumbling in and fell to the floor in front of her. They made a heavy thump when they landed but no further sound. The door quickly swung shut and the locks all clicked back into place. She heard three locks slide home. Leija scrambled back from where the person or body landed. She tried her best not to make a sound. She had no idea who this was and if they were here to harm her. She didn't hear the person move, but did notice their breathing was rhythmic as if they were sleeping. More accurately they were likely unconscious. Sliding forward a little she reached out a shaking hand and poked the space where the body had landed. She connected with what felt like a clothed arm or leg. She poked once and snatched her hand back quickly. The person groaned but otherwise remained clearly out cold. Leija slid herself into the tiny corner between the wall and the toilet. She curled up and remained there waiting for her new cellmate to awake. She was terrified that whoever it was would harm her. Her mind played tricks making her think of horrible things he or she could do to her. Finally after what felt like forever, the other person moved. She was almost relieved by this. It wasn't that she was worried about their well-being, but more that it was inevitable so she wanted it over. Leija could tell that they had sat up even without seeing them. Immediately there was groggy mumbles followed by gasps of terror. She could hear the person scramble to their feet and start to move about looking, presumably, for a way out. The person banged on the tile walls and then found the door and banged on that even harder. "Let me out! Who the fuck are you? Let me the fuck out of here!" They yelled. Leija shrank lower. The person muttered under their breath as they moved about and banged on the walls and door some more. They walked into the bottles of water and sent them scattering around the small space. One rolled and hit Leija's barefoot. She didn't move and didn't dare make a sound. The other person was moving closer though. Feeling their way about the room. It was only a very small matter of time before they discovered Leija. She had effectively trapped herself as there was no quiet or graceful way to get herself out from the tiny space she had hunkered down in. As the sole of the other person's shoe landed on Leija's barefoot she gasped. She and the other person made a startled sound at the same time. "Who's there?" The other person demanded on a whisper. "I won't hurt you." Leija responded hastily. "Who are you?" The voice was male, now that Leija didn't have to concentrate on her breathing so much she could think more clearly. "Who are you?" she countered. "My name is Ryan. I won't hurt you either. What's your name?" Leija made a sound between startled and relief. She knew this voice suddenly. Ryan was so stranger and no threat. "Ryan? This isn't a trick?" "No. Leija?" "Yes!" Leija hauled herself out from beside the toilet and reached for her older brother. "Ryan! I was so scared!" Ryan found his sister in the darkness and wrapped his arms around her tightly. "Leija, we need to figure out where we are and who took us. We're not safe just because we're together. Whoever took you took me too." "How long have I been gone?" Leija asked. "Three days." "How did they get you?" "No entirely sure. I think I was drugged." Ryan and Leija sat and held each other. Neither had much information. They didn't know where they were or who took them. Neither could fathom why they had been taken. Their father was wealthy, but not famous or influential in any way. Leija had been taken from a parking lot when leaving the mall. Ryan had been taken while out searching for his sister. "They thought you had run away. The police wouldn't even make a missing person's report. They told us you're an adult and you're allowed to leave if you wish. We tried to tell them you wouldn't do that." Leija wept quietly while holding tight to her brother. She didn't really feel safer but she did take some solace in having him near so she didn't have to face this terror alone. Even still she wish he was still free. She would gladly face this alone if it meant he could be free. Seconds turned into minutes and minutes to hours. They held tight, they slept against each other, and when they woke they talked of feeble plans to escape. They shared water and crackers but still ate and drank as minimally as possible. Going to the washroom was a bit awkward, but they ran the water and Leija hummed. No one came for them. They didn't bother wasting their voices or strength in yelling. They just knew the room was sound proof. Ryan tried to hoist Leija to the ceiling to check for an air vent. They couldn't reach the ceiling but Leija could feel fresh hair coming in from up there. They tried to reach higher on the walls but didn't locate any air vents or blocked windows. Finally, in what felt like two days later someone came. The door opened with blinding light. Leija and Ryan squinted blinded by the light as they sat against the wall together. "I have a gun trained on your both." Came a booming voice. "If either of you misbehaves or tries to escape I will shoot the other. Do you understand this?" "Yes." Ryan said strongly. Leija repeated him but more softly. "Good. Now stand up. Do exactly as I say when I say it. Don't argue, don't hesitate and don't disobey." "What do you want with us?" Ryan asked boldly. "You'll see soon enough. You might even like it." the booming voice cackled with laughter that made Leija's stomach churn. The brother and sister remained huddled closely, but stood. They still blinked at the dark figure and the gun were easier to see now. It was a huge deadly gun and it was trained right on them. "Hold hands and move slowly out of there. Don't be a hero, Ryan. I will shoot her dead in an instant if you try anything. Same goes for you Leija." Leija noted the use of their names, and wondered momentarily how he knew them. Then it dawned on her that he had their IDs. She didn't like this man with the gun using their names. It felt weird. She clasped Ryan's hand tightly and let him lead them out of the small room. She thought of the water and food and wanted to grab them, but just knew it wouldn't be permitted. Where was he taking them? What did he want? She wanted to ask, but was too fearful the man would harm her brother if she asked too many questions. They ended up in a shadowy dark hallway that was very reminiscent of a hospital. They moved in front of the man with the gun. He had them move briskly as he directed them down hallway after hallway. The only light they had was cast by the powerful flashlight the man carried. It had also been what had blinded them when he opened the door. Ryan clenched Leija's hand reassuringly. Finally after numerous long hallways the man brought them to a door and told them to stop. "So, do you have any questions? I sense you have some questions." his tone was mocking. "Why are we here? What do you want?" Ryan said angrily. "It's a little experiment. To be honest, it's really just for my amusement." the man laughed as if he had made a joke. His voice was cold and calculated. Leija felt a shiver run up her spine. "Do you plan to kill us?" "That's not the plan currently. Be good, do what I expect of you. The longer you resist the longer your stay here will be. I think we're all really going to enjoy this!" Leija tried to look at Ryan's face but it was cast in shadows. She didn't try to look at the man since he would have just flashed the bright light in her eyes. From what she had glimpsed he was all dressed in black anyway from head to toe. "Push the door and go inside." He commanded. Ryan lead the way. He pushed open the door and they stepped inside. The door behind them slammed and locked. They heard several locks slide into place. They found themselves standing in another small box of a room, but this time there was light. The walls were black and padded. "Straight ahead is another door. Proceed through. You'll like the next room much better!" a disembodied voice filled the small space. Ryan pulled the door handle and opened the door. Still holding Leija's hand he lead them into the next room. The door behind them closed and locks could be heard sliding into place again. Leija blinked in disbelief. This room was long and wide and warmly lit. On one end there was a little living room setup with sofa, large flat screen TV, a bookcase filled with literature, and even a gas fireplace. It actually felt warm and cozy. Like somewhere you could curl up to read a book or watch a movie. In the middle of the room, which was directly in front of where they stood, was a king sized bed which was beautifully adorned with fine pale blue bedding. The bed looked fluffy, soft and inviting. On either side was bedside tables, lamps, an alarm clock and assorted other items. There was a warm fuzzy carpet beneath the bed, and even slippers on the floor beside it. There appeared to be a pair for each of them. Why would their captors provide them with slippers? Beyond the bedroom was a kitchen setup. It was very much like something out of a design magazine. It had everything a typical kitchen would have. Leija's eyes moved to the far end of the room where it appeared there was a huge bathroom, which from her vantage point also looked welcoming. Everything had a clean and modern feeling. It was all decorated in pale blue and white. She spun back toward the direction she had come from. The walls were extremely high, similar to a converted warehouse. On this wall, above the door they had entered from there was a bank of windows high. It was obvious these were not exterior windows to allow in sunlight, or allow for possible escape. In fact they were up high enough so that Ryan and Leija wouldn't be able to reach, but not so high that anyone on the other side wouldn't be able to observe the entire space. She realized immediately it was an observation deck similar to that in surgical rooms of teaching hospitals. That was also when she noted all the camera placed around the room. There were so many of them. Leija wasn't an expert by any means, but if she had to guess she would say they were very high end surveillance cameras. They were very much under observation, but for what reason? This seemed more than would be necessary to keep an eye on them for escape attempts. This felt as if they were being put on display. Ryan held her hand firmly but moved into the room a little further. He was seeing the cameras too. "What do you want with us?" he shouted. His voice reverberated a little in the large space. "Simmer down young buck." came the booming voice. It filled the huge apartment like room. "What the hell is this?" Ryan demanded. He was mad, but Leija worried he would upset their captor. She didn't think antagonizing them would help their situation. "It's a little experiment, Ryan. That's all. This beautiful apartment is all yours to enjoy and share with your sister. You're going to have to work together to earn your freedom, but I think you might even enjoy it actually." Leija let her eyes wander around their new shared space, and she started to notice other things about the space. Things that left her feeling more than a little uncomfortable. At twenty, Leija had sexual experience, but she wasn't what you would exactly call experienced. But even with her limited experience she recognized a sex swing when she saw one, and there was definitely a sex swing hanging in the living room area. There was also what appeared to be a large piece of sex toy equipment in the living room area. Leija had no idea what it would be called but it was large enough to be straddled and had an intimidating phallus jutting up from the seat of it. Then she noticed that all of the magazines on the coffee table were porn. Everything on the bookshelf appeared to be erotica or porn. There were DVD's near the TV and they were also porn. On the bedside tables she looked closer and noticed dildos and lubricant. Leija felt her face go red hot. She was so embarrassed to be in a room full of these things with her own brother, but worse - much worse - she worried what it meant that their captors locked them together with all these items? It seemed like a dumb questions now, but Leija couldn't help but ask, "What kind of experiment is this exactly?" "You two are going to have sex. Not just any sex though, but passionate kinky sex. And not just once. You're going to do it often. At first it's going to be reluctant I suspect. You'll do it just to avoid punishment, and to hopefully gain your freedom. However, over a short time I believe you two will truly want each other. The sex will be incredible. You'll crave each other's bodies." the voice sounded excited and Leija thought she might throw up. "No...no...no..." she whispered with tears filling her eyes. "That's disgusting!" Ryan shouted. "She's my fucking sister! You sick twisted fuck! You're going to be disappointed, because we're not going to do this." Leija cried softly. The voice ignored Ryan's outbursts. "There will be rules. Are you two listening? I suggest you listen carefully, because I don't like repeating myself." "Yes." Leija piped up brokenly. She was too scared not to agree at this point. "There will be no clothing at all. Leija if you get your womanly time there are provisions in the bathroom, but clothes still will not be permitted during that time. You must each orgasm three times a day. I suppose as you resist my little experiment your orgasms will be achieved individually by masturbation. There are plenty of aids for this around your apartment. If either of you fails to reach your orgasm quota for the day the other will be punished." Leija made a strangled cry that died in her throat. "There's more, my pets! You may use the toilet in privacy but all showers must be taken together, unless I give permission otherwise. There will be times I will demand certain things, if one or both of you do not comply there will be punishments. Most often I won't punish the person that doesn't comply but the other. So to be clear if Leija resists, Ryan is punished. If Ryan resists, Leija is punished. Understood?" "Our father has money. He will pay for our safe return." Ryan pleaded. It worried Leija to hear fear trickling into her brother's voice now. "Ryan, my dear pet, this is my research facility. I built it. I don't lack for money my dear boy. Now listen up, there's more!" The man sounded giddy. "You will share the bed. You may nap separately, but at night you must share the bed. If you decide to be good siblings and fuck in the bed for me, you are not to be covered. I must be able to see...everything." "This is disgusting! Illegal! You are going to prison for this! You are going to fucking Hell!!" Ryan yelled. His fury echoed again off the walls. "The kitchen is fully stocked with food and drink. If you need anything you need only ask. The bathroom is also fully stocked to meet all your needs. There is a drawer in the wall next to the door you entered. You may place items in it for us and we will place items in there for you. We shall start by you placing your clothing in there shortly." "Is there anything we can do that would get you to let us go?" Ryan asked quietly. "You'll fuck your sister, Ryan. You'll fuck her until her little cunt is sore. You'll fuck her over and over until she screams and moans. That's what you have to do to get out of here." There was a pause and the room went silent. Ryan hung his head almost in defeat before glancing at his sister. Leija felt so scared, and she jumped when the voice called her name tauntingly. "Yes?" "Leija, are you on birth control?" the voice was almost sing-song when it asked. "N...no." she admitted. She could feel Ryan's eyes on her. She felt her skin heat even more than it already was. "Perfect!" cried the voice with pleasure. "Ryan! You might get to be a daddy when this is all said and done." Ryan swore under his breath, but squeezed his sister's hand reassuringly. "It won't come to that." he whispered. "Oh, the room is equipped with very sensitive mics as well. I hear everything." "Is this some kind of sick masturbation game for you? Live incest porn? Can't you just watch fucked up shit on the internet and jack off like a normal person?" Ryan shouted again with renewed anger. "Better yet, you sick fuck, why don't you get a girlfriend or boyfriend and try having sex!" "Tut tut...you're a mouthy one. Don't make me angry, Ryan. Leija will pay for you shooting off your dirty mouth." Ryan made a strangled sound of anger, but simmered down. "Okay, now what?" "Tell you what. I know it's been a tough few days. I want you both naked, so you will have to undress now and place your clothes in the drawer. However, for today only, you don't owe me any orgasms, and if you wish to shower you can do so separately. Enjoy this, because tomorrow the rules are in full effect and you will be punished if you break them." "Thank you." Leija said to the room with a wobble in her voice. "See, I am not a total monster." the voice responded. "Now undress, and I will talk to you both again tomorrow morning. Enjoy your first night in your new place." "I don't want to undress." Leija whispered. Ryan felt helpless. He wanted to protect his sister, but he couldn't see how to do that. This mad man that had them held all the cards at this point. Incest for Your Freedom "Leave your clothing on, Leija. It's okay." Ryan said softly. He was her older brother by three years. He would do anything to protect her. Even if that meant taking punishments from the crazy fuck that had kidnapped them. Ryan began to undress, and he noted how Leija's eyes rounded with surprise. "But I thought we weren't going to undress?" "You're not. I am. I will take the punishment, but there's no way he's going to harm you." Ryan explained calmly. "Noooo! No! I don't want you punished." "It's okay. I need to protect you. I will undress, and take the punishments. I am going to take all of the punishments. We won't give in to his demands. Eventually he will see he's not getting his way and get bored." "What if he hurts you or both of us? What if his punishments are torture?" Leija asked. Ryan paused before pulling off his boxers. He shrugged. He wasn't trying to be a hero, but he felt this was the right thing to do. "If he sticks to the rules as he gave them to us I should be punished if you resist. So, that's how we will play this. You resist and I will take the punishments. I'm not arguing with you on this, Leija." "Fuck that!" Leija said with more anger and determination than she had felt in days. "What?" Ryan asked surprised. "You're not going to play hero. We won't necessarily do as he asks, but we will face the punishments equally. I am going to undress too." Leija unzipped her jeans and tugged them down her legs. Ryan averted his eyes. A few minutes later they were both undressed and completely naked. Ryan was surprised that such a large space was actually comfortable - not too hot or too cold. He and Leija were pointedly avoiding looking at each other, but it was obvious they were going to have to get used to seeing each other naked while trapped together. Leija collected their clothing and placed them in the drawer in the wall. "Would you mind if I showered?" Leija asked. "Go right ahead." Ryan answered with his back to her. Ryan was nervous. He would eventually have to look at her, but what if he got hard? Leija was his sister, but he would have to be blind to have not noticed she's extremely pretty and has a very nice figure. He also had to admit to himself that on more than one occasion he had certainly noticed her large tits. This was going to be a predicament. He shook his head. He was a healthy young male, and impossibly horny almost all of the time. They were just going to have to deal with it. The water started in the bathroom, and Ryan settled onto the sofa. He glanced around. There was sex stuff everywhere. The art on the walls was erotic. There were dildos and other sex toys dispersed around the room. The jack off toy on the coffee table was similar to one Ryan had at home. It was essentially a pocket pussy. Ryan enjoyed his at home. It made a nice tight sheath while jerking off. There were butt plugs on the bookshelf, and porn everywhere. The ride-able sex toy on the far side of the living room space was interesting. Ryan could picture Leija...no, some hot chick, riding it. It would probably make a woman scream with pleasure. He had to admit he was curious about how it worked. It looked like the woman would straddle it and the dildo would go inside them. He imagined it fucked and vibrated at the same time. His cock began to grow hard, and Ryan was more than a little ashamed. How could he get hard when they were being held hostage? How could he be aroused when some crazy fucker was trying to force him to have sex with his own sister? Anger filled Ryan, helping his erection to calm down, as he imagined his captor seeing him hard and being highly amused. Fuck him! Leija came back into the main living space. She was behind Ryan when she spoke, "It's all yours if you want a shower." He needed a shower. They had been trapped in that room a few days. They had washed up as best they could with the sink, but he needed a proper shower. After that they needed real food, he realized. His stomach was growling for something other than cookies and crackers. "Yeah. I will grab a shower. We should also eat I think." "While you're in there I will see what options we have. Maybe I can fix us something." They agreed on that plan and Ryan went to the bathroom without so much as glancing at his sister. The problem was, he wanted to glance. It was natural to be curious, wasn't it? Sure she's his sister and all, but she's naked and they're trapped together. It's like looking at the sun. You know you shouldn't do it, and you know it could really hurt you, but sometimes you look anyway. The hot shower felt good, and for a short time Ryan was able to forget where he was and the circumstances he was in. He just pretended he was at home in his own shower. Their cook was making dinner, and everything was as it should be. Ryan pictured their cook at home. The woman looked nothing like Leija. Their cook, Cora, was in her fifties and was a full figured black woman. She had these massive tits that fascinated Ryan. He wasn't attracted to the woman, he just found her curvy figure different and interesting to look at. Leija was nothing like Cora. Where Cora was a bit short and round, Leija was a bit taller and quite slender. Cora's tits were like huge milk jugs, and Leija's were big too, but not at all the same. Leija's tits were firm and sat nice and high. In the right top she had exceptional cleavage. Had Ryan not noticed this for himself, several of his buddies had been so kind as to point it out. Much to Ryan's chagrin he found himself rock hard again. He was well aware of the cameras in the bathroom too, and though he couldn't pick them out just yet he was sure the mics were in there as well. Regardless, Ryan began to stroke his cock. If he was going to be able to relax and face Leija over a meal he was going to have to cum. *** Something smelled incredible when Ryan stepped out of the steamy bathroom.Then again he was so hungry that almost anything would have smelled delicious. He was clean and felt much better. Their captor had told the truth. The bathroom had been stocked with fluffy towels, and plenty of toiletries for himself and Leija. His stomach grumbled angrily at the smell of Leija's cooking. "What are you making?" he asked as he walked into the kitchen. He was very aware of his nudity, but held his head up high. Now he looked at his sister as well. She had her back to him as she took a pan out of the oven. She had a perfect round bottom with smooth creamy skin. If she wasn't his own sister he would have maybe found this very appealing. Ryan was thankful he had jerked off in the shower. "I found a frozen gourmet pizza in the freezer and..." Leija spun around and her eyes landed on Ryan. Her words died off and her jaw dropped. She nearly dropped the pan with the pizza. but she somehow managed to catch herself and prevent the pizza from falling. Ryan chuckled at his clumsy sister. There, it was over with. He was seeing her naked and she was seeing him. "Careful there." he said. "I just kind of forgot... is all." she muttered. "Let's just get over this. We're naked, so what? Big deal. It's just body parts." "Right. Exactly. It's just body parts." she agreed. Working together they located the plates, and some cans of soda. They decided to eat in the living room instead of at the small kitchen table. Leija sat cross legged on the couch and Ryan took a seat in a chair across from her. It was very hard to feel inconspicuous about their nudity. It was also very hard not to take sneaky glances at his sister's pussy. Again, how could he not look?! He's male! She has a pussy. Impossible not to look. Pussy has it's own gravitational pull for straight men. Ryan mused. They ate their pizza while making small talk. Mostly they avoided looking at each other. When they were done it was Ryan that took their plates to the kitchen and cleaned up. There were clocks around the apartment which was nice since for the first time in days they actually knew if it was night or day. It was almost ten in the evening. "Leija, I think I am going to go to bed. I'm exhausted and it would be nice to sleep in an actual bed." Ryan rubbed his hand on the back of his neck. They would be sharing the bed. It felt so awkward. "Which side do you prefer?" Leija glanced at the bed and then at the door they had entered through. "May I have the far side? I am not fussy, but I don't want to be on the side closest to the door." "Sure thing." Ryan agreed. He prefered the idea of being between her and the door anyway. If anyone came in they could deal with him first. "Are you staying up for a bit?" "I think so." Leija said. She glanced at Ryan, but seemingly made a point of keeping her eyes on his face. "He said we had to share the bed, but he didn't say we had to go to bed at the same time, so I think it's okay." "Yeah, sure. Good night." "Good night." *** Leija had had dreams that left her feeling out of sorts. They had been sexual in nature. At first her partner had been a faceless stranger, but as the dream continued and became increasingly sexual the faceless person had morphed into Ryan. Leija had awoke with a start and sat up in the dimly lit room. They had no control over the lighting, but when they had settled down for the night the lights had dimmed. Ryan was still sound asleep beside her, and he was snoring softly. Leija glanced at the observation windows, but couldn't see anyone there. The windows were mirrored of course. Her eyes darted to the cameras all around the space. There were so many. Their every move was on camera. It felt weird and eerie. Leija felt a bubble of discomfort lodge in her chest as she looked from camera to camera to camera. She was being watched. It was a terrible feeling. Turning away from the cameras she looked to her sleeping brother. His lower half was blessedly covered with the sheets and duvet. His skin was tanned from spending time at the beach with his friends. Ryan played a lot of beach volleyball. His back was nicely toned; actually she had noticed the day before that all of Ryan was in nice shape. Even now her face flushed just thinking about seeing him fully nude after his shower. She had caught Ryan glancing a little at her pussy. She wasn't upset with him. She had taken sneaky glances at his penis too. It was hard not to look! It didn't mean anything. They might as well get accustom to the view, since at least for their immediate future it was going to be how it was. Glancing at the cameras again she climbed out of bed quietly. She didn't want to wake Ryan when he was somehow managing to get some decent rest. Leija had to pee. This, she had discovered last night, was the only private spot in the entire apartment space. Their captor had placed the toilet it a separate small room, away from the shower. As far as she could tell there was no camera or mic in there. At least the psycho didn't have a pee fetish or worse, Leija thought to herself. She finished her business, washed her hands and made her way back to the main living space. Ryan was awake and sitting in the bed. His hair was a bit rumpled and stuck out a little in a few places. He had shaved yesterday when he had gone for a shower, but already a little bit of a shadow showed on his jaw. "Good morning." he greeted her. "Good morning. Did you sleep well?" Leija asked. She felt self conscious. She was completely naked and Ryan was looking right at her. Today he didn't even pretend to not look, nor did he seem to be trying to keep his eyes above the neckline. It was futile anyway, but Leija still felt suddenly shy and very awkward. "Okay...I guess. I mean, for being trapped in a psycho's lair and all." Ryan quipped. "Good morning, my pets!" Boomed the disembodied voice. "I am glad to see you're up already. I can't wait to get the festivities underway!" "Fuck off." Ryan responded almost offhandedly. Leija shot her brother a quelling look. "Ryan...Ryan...you're a bit of a hothead. I'm just trying to get you laid. Work with me here." Ryan chuckled without humor. "I don't have problems getting laid, so why don't you just do everyone a favor and let us out of here?" The voice laughed. "You know the terms of earning your freedom. I am going to review the rules again for you both. We don't want any confusion." The voice went through the rules again. No clothing, which wasn't really an issue since they didn't have any. Showers had to be taken together. They each had to have three orgasms a day, and they could not take place in the private toilet area. They had to share the bed, but could nap separately. The most chilling instruction was that when the voice demanded special requests they were expected to comply or be punished. "There will be a special request today. We might as well get this party started, my pets. Have some breakfast and get freshened up. I will be back in a bit." The voice cut off, leaving Ryan and Leija staring at each other. This wasn't going to be an easy day for them. Leija couldn't even fathom what this freak was going to ask them to do, but it certainly wouldn't be anything they would want to do. "I'll make breakfast." she said dejectedly. She turned and wandered into the kitchen area. Ryan went to the washroom. *** As they finished breakfast, Leija looked at her brother guiltily. "I...um..." "What? You what?" "I kind of want to shower, but..." "It's okay. You go shower and we'll see what happens.." Ryan was trying to make everything easy for Leija. She bit her lower lip. She couldn't let him potentially take a punishment just so she could shower alone. "I think you should shower with me." Ryan looked up at his sister from his plate. His eyes rounded almost comically. "What?" he choked out. "I just don't think it's worth a punishment. It's a shower. Not such a big deal." Her brother was quiet for a while as he chewed a piece of ham. "I suppose showering isn't such a big deal." he reluctantly agreed. After cleaning up from breakfast they made their way to the bathroom. Ryan started the water while Leija grabbed them each towels from the shelf. The towels were luxurious and clearly highend. The psycho kidnapper seemingly wasn't lying when he said he had money. Everything appeared to be quite lavish. Leija stepped under the hot water first and Ryan climbed in behind her. It felt oddly intimate, and left Leija feeling more than a little flustered. The shower that had felt spacious with just one person now felt extremely crowded. They tried their best to keep their backs to each other. Their bums kept bumping. They passed each other shampoo and body wash. They mumbled "thank you" and "you're welcome" but didn't actually talk. Leija was attempting to wash her back when she felt Ryan's soapy hand on her skin there. "Let me help you." he whispered. Leija glanced over her shoulder. Ryan had turned toward her. "Thank you." she mumbled again. This wasn't such a big deal. It was only her back! After their shower they toweled off, and left the steamy bathroom. Leija had butterflies dancing in her stomach, but of course that was foolish. Ryan was her own brother. All he had done was wash her back. Of course, maybe the bigger problem was that she had noticed he was completely rock hard as they stepped out of the shower. "I'm sorry about..." Ryan started as they sat in the living room later. Ryan had a porn magazine spread over his lap. There really wasn't any other reading material. Leija waved her hand dismissively. "You have nothing to be sorry for." "I couldn't help it. It didn't mean anything..." Ryan was hellbent on explaining. "Honestly, totally natural. No big deal. Forgotten, completely." Ryan looked as if he wanted to say more, but the voice cut him off. "You two are very tender with each other. I enjoy watching you together. In no time at all you will be making love..." "What do you want?" Ryan asked irritably. "Oh yes! Your task for today. Ryan?" Ryan didn't respond. "Ryan?" the voice asked again a little more sharply. "What?" "How do you like the women you fuck to keep their cunt hair?" the voice asked. Leija's eyes flew to her brothers. He looked away. "I don't know." he responded. "That's not true. You do know. If you're going to eat pussy, how do you like the woman's pubic hair to be maintained?" "I don't know. Shaved I guess." Ryan shrugged dismissively. "Good! Perfect! Was that so tough to answer?" "No." "I noticed your sweet sister keeps her cunt hair trimmed." Leija made a startled gasp. Ryan's eyes shot to the apex of her legs. He didn't even try to pretend not to be looking. "So?" he asked the voice. "Today's task is to shave your sister's cunt. You have to do it. There are good razors and shave cream in the bathroom. Do a good job and shave off all her cunt hair for her." "That's not going to happen." Leija said before she could reconsider arguing. "That's up to you, Leija. You may resist. I already have the perfect punishment picked out for your brother." the voice paused. "You have until dinner time to complete this task. Also be reminded of your orgasm quota. Talk to you later, my pets!" the voice cackled with laughter and then all went quiet again. "Noooooo! Ryan, this can't be happening." Leija cried. "It won't happen. We won't do it. I am not scared of that sick fuck and his threats!" Just after lunchtime the brother and sister's resolve crumbled, and Ryan went to the bathroom to retrieve a towel, the razor and shave cream. His hands shook a little at the thought of being so intimate with his own sister. He would have to get his nerves under control before he attempted to bring a razor near her delicate skin. Leija was laying on her side on the bed. "I'm nervous." Ryan confessed. "Me too." "Let's just treat it like a medical act. I am just doing this to help you. I'll be really careful." "I know." Leija stood up and Ryan placed the big fluffy bath towel on the bed lengthwise. He waiting as Leija lay down on the towel. They had discussed the easiest way to do this, and decided if she was relaxed on the bed it might be easiest. "I will just get a bowl of warm water and a cloth." Ryan said. His throat felt thick and his heart was racing. Leija looked entirely too good spread out on the bed - their bed- waiting for him. He would spread her legs and sit between them, and then he would spread her lips while shaving her. Ryan had never ever thought of his sister in sexual terms before, but suddenly there was no denying that on some level what he was feeling was aroused. He returned with the other items he needed and pulled a living room table near to the bed. He placed all of his supplies on the table and sat down. Leija pulled her legs up to allow him to sit down, however she kept her knees firmly together. Ryan just sat quietly for a full minute, while he tried to calm his nerves. "Are you sure?" he finally asked his sister. "It's not such a big deal, Ryan. Let's just get it over and done with." Leija stretched out her legs, spreading them wide for Ryan. She felt his eyes between her legs, and her skin heated with embarrassment. Biting his lower lip, Ryan set about completing his task as fast as possible, but as delicately as possible. First he smoothed the shave cream all over her outer pussy lips. When she was good and covered with the strawberry scented foam, he then dipped the razor into the water. He shook it gently and then brought it to his sister's pussy lips to take the first sweep of her skin. The razor was new and sharp, and it removed all the foam and trimmed public hair. It didn't take Ryan very long to find a rhythm in his work, and then her entire mount was hair free. There was still the hair between her lips that had to be dealt with, so ever so softly he parted her outer lips. She was so pink. Incest for Your Freedom Ryan looked without reservation. He wasn't aware of Leija watching him. He didn't notice how he licked his own lips. Her clit was an adorable nub at the apex of her pussy. Her labia were close in size and on the smaller side. Every pussy is unique, and you couldn't really compare them, but in Ryan's estimation his sister certainly had a pretty pussy. Well, she would if she was anyone but his sister! His hand had to be a little more steady for this part, so Ryan took a deep breath and ducked his head. He bit his lower lip again as he used the razor to remove the small amount of hair left on the inside of her lips. In doing so, he inadvertently grazed Leija's clit with his thumb. She jumped with a gasp. "Sorry." Ryan muttered. He was growing hard, and he had no way to hide this from her. She had reacted so strongly to his accidental touch that it had instantly caused a reaction within him. "It's...it's okay." He knew better. He knew he shouldn't do it. He would later not be able to explain what possessed him, but he moved his thumb and purposely stroked Leija's clit a second time. "Oh!" she cried out. Leija's nipples tightened into hard peaks. Ryan stroked a few more times. He paused for just a moment and waited for his sister to protest, but when she didn't he continued to stroke his thumb over her clit. Her breath made a whooshing sound as it came through her clenched teeth. Ryan looked up at Leija and she was looking down. He didn't speak but he inclined his head in question. Did she want him to stop or keep going? Leija didn't say anything, but her eyes were hooded and her lips parted as she breathed a little faster. Ryan took this for encouragement and continued to stroke the sensitive little button. His touch was feather-light, but persistent. When Leija began to make soft little whimpering sounds, Ryan felt a throbbing in his rock hard cock. Leija was growing wet. Ryan could feel and see her glistening wetness. She also unconsciously spread her legs a little wider. His thumb kept moving gently over and over her clit. Both siblings began to breath heavier, and their breath came in heavy pants. Neither spoke, as if they both just knew if one of them said anything it would break whatever trance they were in. Leija's thighs began to quiver first. She was mewling and whimpering without reservation. Ryan knew she was going to cum. He could sense they were just on the cusp of her orgasm. All he had to do was continue stroking her clit, and truthfully he didn't have any intention of stopping until she did cum. The cameras were forgotten, and so was the psycho that had forced them to this point. All that matter was what they were doing at this exact moment. Leija's breathing became ever harder as if she were running a race. Her mewls and whimpers became full-on moans. Ryan's pressure and speed with his strokes became harder and faster. He watched his sister's face. Her eyes were closed. Her mouth was open panting hard. He trailed his heated gaze down her body and noted her tightly puckered nipples. Lower still, her stomach quivered much like her thighs, and then lower his eyes went to return to the apex of her spread legs. Her now smooth pussy was absolutely soaked. Ryan's thumb was soaked with her juices. And then Leija came hard for Ryan. Her entire body shook with her orgasm. She cried out loudly. Her eyes were clenched tight as she moved through the waves of her orgasm completely without reservation. Ryan watched his sister closely, but pulled his thumb away. He tucked it his mouth and sucked her wetness off it. It was at that point that Ryan knew he needed to cum as well. He reached between his legs and took his cock firmly in his hand. Only a few hard strokes and Ryan exploded all over his hand. He tried to be quiet about it, but when he managed to open his own eyes again he found Leija watching him very closely. Her face was serene and very curious. However, as they stared at each other, they both realized exactly what they had just done. Leija flushed red. Ryan jumped away from her as if she was suddenly very dangerous. He cleaned his hands on the towel they had been using. Leija sat up and tucked herself against the headboard of the bed. She closed her legs tightly, and turned to hide most of her nudity. Neither said anything. They honestly didn't know what to say. Needing to do something other than stand there like a pervert, Ryan began to collect up the shaving items. With his arms full he wandered off to put the stuff away. He realized he would have to apologize to Leija. That had been all his fault. He felt disgusted with himself, and as bad as what he had done worse was the fact that he had given in. The mad man won that round, and it pissed Ryan off. Why was he so weak? She's his own sister! Why couldn't he control his baser needs? When Ryan wandered back to the living room area he noticed Leija was tucked into a chair reading a book. She didn't acknowledge him. Ryan sat on the sofa and pulled a dirty magazine into his lap. He flipped the pages, but wasn't actually seeing anything on them. "Leija?" "Mmhmm?" even though it wasn't actually a word, Leija had somehow infused into the mumble her desire not to talk to Ryan. He knew she wanted to be anywhere right now, but with him. "I...uh...we need to talk about...uh..." "Nope, we don't. Let's not." Leija didn't look up from her book as she dismissed Ryan. "I just want to apologize." "Apologize?! Apologize?! For what?" boomed the voice through the speakers. The tone dripped with sarcasm. "Not now!" Ryan shouted into the room. "Oh Ryan, my pet. When will you realize that you're not in charge here? Besides, I am on your side here. Your sister is acting like a spoiled little bitch. You gave her a pretty intense cum, and yet she's acting as if you kicked her dog!" Leija made a sound of disgust. "Leija, my pet, just think...Ryan helped you with your first of three orgasms for today. You should be thanking him. Maybe with your mouth...hint...hint..." "We made a mistake. That's all." Leija said. She glanced at her brother and her expression had finally softened. "It won't happen again. We completed your task for today, so now leave us alone." "I think you're wrong, Leija. I think this is just the beginning. I am proud of you two for completing the task. I will await the rest of your orgasms for today. In the meantime, I have another task." Ryan rolled his eyes up to the mirrored observation windows. His gut clenched. The tasks were the worst part. What kind of sick shit would this freak attempt to force them to do? "What?" he asked dispassionately. There's a special butt plug on the shelf in the living room area. It has a furry fox tail. It's not too big, but it's not small either. One if you is going to wear it for the next two hours. It's up to you two to decide who. If you both refuse then you must decide who will take the punishment, and let me just tell you...the punishment will be worse than wearing a butt plug for a couple hours." Both brother and sister were silent as they looked at each other. The silence stretched out for almost a full minute before the voice came back on, "You have ten minutes to decide. Talk to you later." the voice clicked off. Ryan noticed the way his sister bit her lip nervously. This was a tough one. Of course he wanted to take all this one himself, but a butt plug? Up his ass? Ryan had fucked girls up the ass, but he had never had anything in his. Could he really do this to save Leija from having to do it? He didn't really see a lot of options. "I guess I'll do it." Ryan offered. "I don't want to risk the punishment." Leija got up and walked over to the bookshelf. She easily found the butt plug and some lubricant. She held it up for Ryan to see, however all he could imagine was Leija walking around with the furry tail hanging from her nicely rounded bottom. He wasn't sure what was wrong with him. He knew he shouldn't be imagining his sister in such sexual terms. "I think I should do it, Ryan." Leija said softly. "I know you're trying to protect me, but this won't be all that bad." "Have you ever...umm...you know?" "What?" Leija's eyes rounded comically. "Ugh don't make me say it! Have you ever had anal?" Ryan muttered while sliding his eyes away from her. "No! Of course not!" Leija cried out. She was clearly as embarrassed by the conversation as Ryan was feeling. "I just think I can handle this." "Are you sure?" Leija nodded, "But, will you help me...you know...umm get it in?" Ryan's throat went very dry. The last time he had gotten close to Leija he had crossed a boundary he had been adamant he wouldn't cross. However, he couldn't very well say no. He nodded, not feeling sure he could find his voice to use it. Leija wandered over to their bed and stretched out on her stomach. Ryan followed, but he took the plug to the bathroom to wash it first. Upon returning he once again felt his hands shake a little. Shoving a butt plug into his sexy sister's asshole was not something he had ever thought about doing before. It was absolutely unreal. "You'll have to relax as much as you can. I don't want to hurt you." "Relax. Gotcha! Easy to do with your big brother pushing a plug into your asshole." Leija said sarcastically. Ryan laughed and so did Leija and that somehow broke the tension. Ryan placed some lube on his fingers. "I'll have to touch you a little...back there." "Do what you have to do." Using one hand, Ryan pulled one of Leija's butt cheeks over a bit exposing her little pink pucker. He couldn't help it. He liked seeing this part of her. It was so pink and so inviting. Using his slippery fingers he smeared the clear lube all over and around her asshole. Leija stayed very still, but she did make a small sweet sound. Ryan realized his sweet sister liked the sensation of the lubricant being applied to her asshole. "There's two ways we can do this. I can just slowly push it in and let it stretch you, or I can finger you a little with a lubricated finger to stretch you a bit. The second way will make it easier for you to accept the hard rubber, but, well...you know." Leija glanced over her shoulder. Her eyes were stormy as they had been when Ryan had over stepped and rubbed her clit. He was sure she was going to tell him to go away. If he was her, he probably would have told himself to fuck off. What was he thinking? Did he seriously just offer to finger his own sister's asshole? "Sorry. Forget that." "No...I...use a finger first, please." Leija whispered. There was really no time to question this, so Ryan placed a generous amount of the lube on his index finger and then pressed it to Leija's pucker. At first her body resisted him, but then slowly she opened for him and her hungry little pucker swallowed his finger. They both sighed as his finger slid all the way in. "Wow...I might not mind this plug." Leija confessed. Ryan bit his lower lip. He was completely rock hard again. He wanted his dick up his sister's ass, not the plug. Slowly and extremely gently, Ryan worked his finger in and out of Leija's hole. He stretched her a bit and helped her to relax. When he had done so for so long he couldn't justify keeping his finger inside her anymore, he pulled it out. "Ready?" "Ready." After lubing the plug, Ryan placed the tip to his sister's asshole. He pushed slowly but firmly. That's a tight muscle back there, he mused. Leija made a hissing sound and he stopped immediately. "Does it hurt?!" "No...it's okay. Keep going." Ryan pressed more, and ever so slowly her little asshole dilated around the plug. It got wider and wider as Ryan watched, and then the plug disappeared into his sister's little asshole, and she let out a long wickedly sexy moan. "Oh my God!" Leija whimpered. "Is it okay?" Ryan asked. "It's better than okay. Does it look cute?" Ryan sat back. Of course it looked cute! She had this perfect ass, and now a cute fuzzy tail hanging from it. Things got even more interesting when Leija pulled herself up onto her hands and knees and began to shake her ass to make the tail swing. "I kind of love it!" she declared. Ryan couldn't help but smile. "It's cute." "I think I might need to cum." Leija said without looking back. "Only because of the quota of course." there was a smile in his sister's voice. "Yeah, of course." Ryan got up to step away. Of course Leija would want her privacy. There wasn't far he could go, but at least he could go to the living room area and sit with his back to her. He could put a movie on, and try to concentrate on that and not on what his sister was doing behind him. He would have to stroke himself as well. He really needed to cum again. "Where are you going?" Leija asked as she shifted on the bed so she was laying on her side. "I thought I should give you at least some semblance of privacy." "We both have to do it. Let's do it here. Together." Leija's eyes were big and innocent. Like doe eyes, and yet Ryan noticed the saucy little glint in them. His sister was a minx. Ryan didn't wait, because he didn't want her to change her mind. He jumped into the bed and stretched out beside her. Leija rolled onto her back. She reached to her bedside table and snagged something. He was thrilled to see her lift a blue vibrator. White hot desire and lust shot through Ryan at the idea of seeing his sister fuck her out cunt with a sex toy. Nothing had ever seemed hotter than that idea at that moment. Leija didn't know what had come over her. Where had this boldness come from? She didn't know, but she did know she felt incredibly aroused and she needed some release. Thing was, she felt safer and far more turned on with Ryan near. Of course it was wrong, she knew that logically, but these were extraordinary circumstances. These were circumstances beyond their control, and they were just dealing with it as best they could. Once they got away from the madman they would forget all of this had ever happened, and go back to being a normal brother and sister. Leija was already wet. The plug felt so good and so naughty in her asshole. She openly looked over at Ryan's hand stroking his hard cock. As she watched him stroke up and down the shaft she slipped the vibrator into her wet pussy. As it slid inside her, she made a long low moan, and much to her surprise so did Ryan. She looked over at him and their eyes met. Something raw and heady passed between brother and sister. There were new needs and desires swirling between them. Forbidden desires. Leija licked her lower lip and then bit it. Ryan's eyes focused on her mouth for a moment before sliding down her body to watch where her hand was stroking the vibrator in and out of herself. "You're soaked." he whispered. Leija nodded. She couldn't hide it. Every time the vibrator slid in there was a decidedly wet sound from her pussy. The two played with themselves while watching the other. Leija's orgam came first. The mix of the butt plug and the vibrator was too much for any resistance. Her stomach began to quiver, and then so did her legs. She looked to Ryan's face again. She wanted to watch him while he watched her cum. The moment was intense. Ryan's face contorted with barely leashed animalistic lust. If she was anyone but his sister, she knew he would have grabbed her and fucked her brains out. Leija panted, moaned and whimpered her way through a good hard cum. While catching her breath she was rewarded with the pleasure of watching Ryan grunt hard and then shoot rope after rope of thick white cum all over his own stomach. After, they remained side by side breathing heavily and basking in the afterglow of their orgasms. "That was..." Ryan began. "Intense." Leija finished. The day went on. Ryan watched some porn movies, and Leija read an erotic novel. They didn't talk much except during lunch and dinner. After the time was up, Ryan had helped Leija remove the plug from her ass. She was a little sorry to remove it, but also needed a break from it. They showered together. It was less awkward than it had been before. Ryan helped Leija wash her back again, so she intern helped him. Their hands wandered a bit more than they ever had before. Soapy hands slid over ass cheeks. Ryan's hand even slid briefly between Leija's legs to soap her sex. During dinner they agreed to once again masturbate together in bed before bedtime. It seemed easy and natural now to work together on these things. After All they had come this far, why be shy now? The next day changed things a little for the brother and sister. "Good morning, pets!" boomed the voice. "Whatever." Ryan responded. "I have enjoyed your closeness immensely! I told you two that you would come to enjoy each other as lovers. You're so close. I can sense it. I bet you're craving each other." Leija flushed a little and sincerely hoped that Ryan didn't notice. This crazy man seemed to know her inner thoughts. Ryan and making love to Ryan was all she could think about. She saw his cock all the time, and she wanted it inside her. She had never craved a cock like this before. "We've been missing a long time. I am sure the police are ramping up their search efforts with two of us missing. They're going to find us. Why don't you let us go before this goes any further. Drop us off somewhere. We won't know where this location is or who you are." Ryan reasoned. "Not going to happen. You know what you two need to do." "That's not going to happen either." Ryan said confidently. Leija winced. "We shall see!" chirped the voice. "I think your sister is hot for your cock." Ryan looked at Leija and she felt exposed. She shifted her eyes away. "What do you want now?" Ryan asked their captor. "I have a task! I want you to pee all over your sister." the voice was giddy as it delivered this task. "What?!" Leija cried out. "You heard me. I want you two to go to the shower. Leija you get in and kneel on the shower floor. Ryan, you're going to pee all over her." Ryan looked horrified, "I won't do it. I am refusing. So, punish me." "Is a little pee worth risking a punishment from me?" the voice drew out the 'e' sound on 'me'. "Ryan...it's not so bad I guess." Leija cried. She didn't want either of them to be punished. The tasks were bad enough, but the threat of an open ended punishment was more than she could handle. "Punish me." Ryan said loudly. "Very well." was all the voice said. The room went pitch black. Leija made a startled sound, so her brother moved to her side and wrapped his arms around her protectively. "We should have complied." she whispered. "I'll take the punishment." Ryan responded tightly. Leija could feel anger roll off of her brother. When the lights came back up the voice cackled. Along the wall beside the door they had entered from there were two openings. They were small holes. Maybe a hand could fit through. They were at about kneeling height. "What the fuck are you up to?" Ryan shouted. "Ryan, you're taking this punishment?" the voice inquired. "Yes." Ryan said firmly. "Welcome to your glory holes! In five minutes cocks will start being pushed through the holes. Your job is to suck them off. All of them. I have yet to decide how many..." A strangled sound erupted from Ryan. He glanced at his sister with horror in his eyes. "Oh, and don't get any funny ideas about biting the cocks. The punishment for such an act will be severe and it will be your sister that takes it." "Can we still do the task?" Leija pleaded. "Oh? What's this? You want to be pissed on now?" the voice asked. "Yes! Yes, please! Can we please do the task?" Leija had tears rolling down her cheeks. She didn't want to take this punishment and she certainly didn't want Ryan to. Incest in the Friendly Skies Authors note: I received an e-mail from a lady named Kate who requested an incest story about Mothers and Sons. She had observed mothers and sons traveling together in the friendly skies appearing to be intimate. She noticed that there seemed to be excessive touching going on between the mother and son. On long flights mother and sons would suspiciously share the same lavatory. Kate has fantasies about these mothers and sons that she had observed as well as fantasies about her own son. This story is pure fiction and as always all characters are at least 18 years of age. Enjoy the story Kate! * PRELUDE Kate an attractive flight attendant for an international airline was on her way to Paris. She happened to notice an older woman and younger man sitting in Envoy Class who seemed to be very chummy. Checking the manifest she saw that they had the same last name and she assumed them to be mother and son. That was confirmed later when the woman asked for something for her son. Kate studied the couple as she worked the Envoy section of the cabin. The woman who was probably in her early forties was wearing a mini-skirt that showed off her lovely legs. The woman was obviously proud of her legs and like putting them on display. Her son who appeared to be in his late teens was a good looking young man. Kate sensed that he was more of a scholar than an athlete. His mother doted over him and she was touching him all the time. After the meal was served the cabin lights were dimmed. Some passengers watched the movie, some used their reading lights to read and others reclined and listened to music or slept. Kate noticed that the mother and son covered themselves with a blanket and cuddled as if they were a couple. Kate thought that they sat much too close to one another and she kept a curious eye on them. At one point Kate noticed that the mother had her head tilted back and her eyes rolled as if she was experiencing an erotic moment. Upon closer inspection, Kate saw that the blanket was moving near the woman's hips and Kate was sure that the boy was fingering his mother's pussy. "What else could it be?" Kate thought to herself. The woman started rolling her head from side to side as the hand under the blanket moved faster and faster. Then the woman covered her mouth and gasped into her hand muffling her cries of ecstasy. The hand stopped moving and then Kate gasped when she saw the boy's hand come out from under the blanket to his mouth. He licked his fingers dry and smiled at his mother. He leaned in and whispered something in her ear and then the two of them got up and went into the same lavatory. Kate stood there and watched in disbelief and then she went over to their seats. Kate picked up the blanket as if she was folding it up and sniffed it. There was the unmistakable smell of sex which confirmed that the woman had orgasmed. The mother and son were in the lavatory for a long time together and Kate knew that another chapter in the Mile High Club was being written. This time it was an incestuous chapter. Kate waited for the couple to come out of the lavatory and when they did she asked, "Is everything all right?" "Oh yes, my son was feeling too well but he's fine now," the woman replied. The mother and son returned to their seats and Kate laughed to herself, "I'm supposed to believe that, right,' she thought. Kate then sensed that her own panties were a little damp and she realized that the act she witnessed had turned her on. She suddenly had the urge to masturbate and she headed for the lavatory. Once inside she pulled up her skirt and pushed her pantyhose down to her knees. She fingered her pussy and rubbed her clit and as she did the image of her own son came into her mind. She fantasized about her son fingering her pussy and then eating her pussy. She even tried to visualize him fucking her with his impressive cock. Kate's orgasm approached quickly and she was soon juicing her fingers and moaning softly. Kate washed her hands and arranged her clothes. She exited the lavatory and returned to cabin. She took a seat and rested before it was time to serve breakfast. Her mind raced as she thought of her handsome well-endowed 19 year old son. She tried to think of ways to seduce him but she kept coming up empty. Kate envied the woman and her son on the flight and only wished that she could have been in the woman's place. Just then the cabin lights came on and it was time to get back to work. After breakfast the plane landed in Paris. As passengers deplaned, Kate spoke to the mother and son, "Enjoy your stay in Paris." "Oh we will, thank you!" the mother replied with a twinkle in her eye. "That's it," Kate thought to herself, "I'll bring my son to Paris one day." INTRODUCTION Kate was a divorced mother of one. Her son Andrew was a good looking young man of 19 years. Andrew was very much into the arts and at one time Kate thought that he might be gay. That thought was erased from her mind when her flight was cancelled one day and she returned home early. She found Andrew in bed with an attractive girl with long blonde curly hair. Andrew never knew that his mother watched him fuck the 20 year old blonde as Kate remained undetected. As she watched her son have sex with the shapely girl she noticed how well endowed he was. Kate was sure that his cock had to be at least 8' long and it was thick. The girl he was fucking certainly enjoyed it. Kate left the house and went to a local coffee shop and reflected on what she had witnessed. She surprised herself by being attracted to her son's cock. She had never thought of a mother son incestuous encounter until then. She wondered how it would be to sleep with her own virile son. Kate sipped her coffee and all the possibilities played out in her mind. Kate was a very attractive woman and at age 44 she was still a head turner. She had a shapely 35-25-36 figure with great legs and a killer ass. She had brown shoulder length hair and hazel eyes. She was hit on all the time by pilots but she had no interest in getting involved with people with whom she worked. The international flights provided her with adequate time to get her horns scraped by a good looking young Frenchman, Italian or Spaniard depending on which county she was in at the time. Kate remained discreet in her private sexual life. Andrew was in his freshman year of a liberal arts college. He was very fond of the arts and he hoped to travel to Europe some day and study there. Andrew was also fond of older women and he was currently banging a woman who ran a local art gallery. The woman actually resembled his mother somewhat and he recalled the cliché that boys always married their mothers. Andrew often thought of his mother and wondered what she would be like in bed. He had no clue about her sexual life but he fantasized about being part of it. For the time being Andrew was content fucking the lady at the art gallery. MORE FANTASIES FOR KATE Kate paid more attention to mothers and sons on flights than she ever had before on that prior flight to Paris. It was obvious that there was a lot of incestuous behavior going on and some of it with the husbands present. Kate also knew that some of the mothers were stepmoms and although it wasn't incest it was still taboo. As soon as the cabin lights on the plane were dimmed, Kate checked out the older women traveling with younger men. She knew from the flight manifest which ones were mothers and sons. There always seemed be hand jobs and pussy fingering going on under the blankets. When the couple made their way to the lavatory, Kate would check out the blanket for the smell of sex or the wetness for cum stains. The activity by the mothers and their sons always left Kate in a horny state and she frequently masturbated in the lavatory fantasizing about her own son. It was on another flight to Paris that Kate got to observe a mother and son. This time the son appeared to be in complete control of his mother. Kate was shocked by the way he treated her and the things he made her do in public. Kate knew she was in for a treat just by the way the two were dressed when they boarded the plane. The mother had on a very short skirt that was cut at least 8" above her knees. It was a full skirt and it made her privates very accessible. She had lovely tanned legs and she did not wear hose. She also wore a frilly tube top that showed off her flat tan tummy and tan shoulders. Kate noticed that she did not wear a bra. Her son wore loose fitting athletic shorts, athletic shoes and a tee shirt. Kate wondered if he bothered with underwear as they seemed dressed for action when the lights went out. Once the flight was airborne and the in-cabin service started the son teased his mother unmercifully. He was obviously warming her up for later. Kate noticed that while they were seated the son put his hand under his mother's top several times and copped a feel. Once when the mother got up to use the lavatory, her son reached under her skirt and grabbed her ass. Kate was getting hot and bothered by the action but she actually hoped that the son would get bolder. However she was not prepared for just how bold he would get. Later when the lights were dimmed, as they always were after dinner, the son went into action. He pulled the blanket over his mother and himself and it was obvious that he was playing with her under the blanket. Kate tired to get as close as she could without being obvious. She heard the mother protest weakly in a whisper. "No Dennis, not on the plane. Wait until we are in the hotel," the woman said. "Oh get off it mother, you know you want to. I can feel how wet your pussy is," her son whispered back. "No, we are not going to fuck on the plane, now stop it," the mother said trying to sound forceful but her son was unrelenting. "Okay but then you are going to suck my cock," the son announced. Kate watched in disbelief as the son pulled his mother's head under the blanket. Soon Kate saw the blanket moving up and down as the mother's head bobbed up and down on her son's cock. The son had his head back with a smile on his face as his mother sucked his cock under the blanket. For some reason the boy looked toward Kate and he smiled at her. Then he slowly let the blanket slip away revealing his mother's oral activity. Kate was shocked as she witnessed her first sexual act ever and it was right there in an airplane seat. What Kate was supposed to do was report the couple to the Captain but what she did do was move closer to get a better view of the boy and his mother. Kate was impressed with the mother's oral skills as her head bobbed up and down and she rubbed her son's testicles. The young man named Dennis kept looking and smiling at Kate as his mother sucked his cock. Kate observed that Dennis had a nice cock which was probably above average size but not as large as Andrew's cock. Then his hands went to his mother's head to hold it in place as he announced that he was cumming. "Here it comes mother, stay on it we don't want any cum stains," he told his mother. Kate stared at the two of them as Dennis raised his hips and ejaculated into his mother's mouth. The woman swallowed every drop of her son's semen and sucked his cock dry before she lifted her head. Kate moved away quickly so that the woman did not know she had witnessed the whole scene. The mother raised her head and she realized the blanket was not covering them. "Are you crazy? Anyone could have walked by and seen us," she said obviously upset with her son. "Oh relax, it's dark and I am still going to fuck you before we get off the plane," Dennis told his mother. Just then Kate appeared and asked, "Can I get you something to drink?" "Mother would you like something else to drink?" Dennis asked his mother as he winked at Kate. "White wine, thank you," the woman replied and Dennis asked for red wine. Kate got the wines for them and then she served other passengers who were still awake. Kate was done with the drink service quickly and she positioned herself to observe the mother and son as she was sure that that were not done yet and she was right. No sooner had the wine been consumed and the son was back at his mother. Dennis seemed to wear his mother down and she eventually gave in to his advances. Kate noticed the blanket was pulled back over them but this time the mother was facing away from her son and he was thrusting his hips into her. "Could it be that he was fucking her," Kate wondered. Kate moved closer and once more Dennis spotted her and smiled. The blanket was slipping off by itself this time but when Dennis saw Kate move closer, he tossed it aside. Kate could see the mother's panties on the floor in front of the seat. Her skirt was pulled up to her waist and her top was above her breasts. Dennis had his shorts around his knees and he was driving his cock into his mother from behind. "Dennis, the blanket," the mother whispered harshly when she realized it was off them. "Relax mother the flight attendant will keep an eye out for us," Dennis whispered back and the he motioned with his head for Kate to come closer. Kate walked over and stood in the aisle next to the seat. "Oh my God, Dennis she's watching us. We have to stop," the mother said in a panic. "Relax mother, she's cool she watched you blow me before. She's not going to report us. She's going to stand there and watch us and let us know if anyone is coming," Dennis told his mother and then he looked at Kate and said, "Isn't that right?" Kate nodded her head in agreement as she watched the son fuck his mother from behind. Dennis had his right hand on his mother's breast and he tweaked her nipple as he drilled his cock into her. "Oh man this is so fucking hot," he whispered looking right at Kate. The mother would not look at Kate while she was being fucked and avoided eye contact the entire time. Kate just continued to stare in disbelief that this was happening on her flight. Kate was tempted to play with her pussy as she watched but she resisted that temptation. Dennis picked up the pace and Kate was worried that the increased motion would disturb the passengers behind them. However a quick glance at the couple in the next seat satisfied Kate that they were sound asleep. Dennis then slowed and then stopped moving as he drove his hips into his mother's ass and held still. It was clear that he was cumming in his mother's pussy. Dennis stayed rigid for nearly a minute as he shot several rounds of semen deep in his mother's womb. His mother groaned as her vagina was filled with her son's seed. "Can you get me a napkin?" the mother asked directing her question at Kate. Kate scrambled back to her station to retrieve some napkins for the woman. Kate handed them to the woman who stuffed them in her crotch and then pulled her panties back on. She made her way quickly to the lavatory. When Kate returned her gaze to the son she saw him stroking his cock. "Put that away before you get in trouble," she whispered urgently. Dennis chuckled and pulled his shorts up to conceal his cock. Kate went to check on the mother in the lavatory and she caught her coming out. "Are you okay?" Kate asked. "Yes, I'm fine. I'm sorry you had to see that," the woman replied. "Can I get you another drink?" Kate offered. "That would be great, another white wine please," the woman accepted. Kate got the white wine and handed it to the woman. "Thanks, I'm Doreen by the way." "Kate." "I can't believe the chances that I take with him. He is crazy sometimes and forces me to have sex in public places. I swear one day we are going to get caught and his father will have a fit," Doreen expunged. "Well if it had been a different flight attendant, it would have been reported to the Captain," Kate told her. "I'm sure. Why didn't you report us?" "To be honest I find it kind of a turn on. I liked watching you both. I have been watching mothers and sons for months now and it is amazing how much sex is going on between them," Kate admitted. "I guess I am not surprised." The conversation continued and Doreen even had another glass of wine. During the conversation Kate learned that Dennis had sex with Doreen even when her husband, his father was home. One time his father was on a conference call in the study and Dennis fucked Doreen in his room. Another time Doreen was fucked from behind while they both looked out the kitchen window at her husband sitting poolside. One time Dennis fucked Doreen when they took the trash out with her husband sitting inside reading the paper. Doreen told Kate that she lost her anal virginity to her son and ever since then he fucked her in the ass all the time. Sometimes he just pulled up her skirt and pulled her panties down and fucked her ass. He even fucked her in a fitting room in a boutique store. He made her suck his cock in the car while they were parked in the shopping mall. The public display and risk taking were endless and Doreen just went along with everything Dennis had her do. They had sex in their swimming pool and their Jacuzzi. Dennis even shared her with two of his friends and that was the day she had her first foursome. Doreen admitted to having three young vibrant cocks in her at the same time, one in her ass, one in her pussy and one in her mouth. It was humiliating but at the same time she found it wickedly exciting. Dennis had made her his bitch and she seemed to like the role. Kate was flabbergasted by Doreen's admission as it made Kate's fantasy seem like child's play. Doreen finished her glass of wine just as Dennis approached the two women. "I was wondering if you two were telling tales," he chuckled and then he said to Doreen, "I'm horny again let's go in the lavatory and I'll let you blow me." Kate could believe her ears and then she watched as Doreen did as she was told. Kate went back to work and later checked on Dennis and Doreen. They were both asleep in their seats and Kate assumed that they had enough sex for one flight. Kate took her seat and slept briefly until the lights came on for the breakfast service. Soon they would be on the ground and Kate was already thinking of the young Frenchman who made her feel so good the last time she was in Paris. She was horny and she could use some good loving. AN APPRECIATION OF AN OLDER WOMAN Andrew worked part-time at the art gallery owned by Deborah Williams. He liked working there for two reasons, his interest in art and he was having some great sex with the owner. He had learned a lot from Deborah about art and she had also taught him many things about sex. Deborah was also addicted to his young vibrant cock and it seemed she could not get enough of it. Every day that Andrew worked at the gallery they had sex together. One day Deborah closed up for lunch and put up the sign that indicated that they would be back by 1:00 PM. "What did you have in mind for lunch?" Andrew asked. "Oh I was thinking that I would have some tube steak and you could have a box lunch," Deborah replied sexily. Andrew knew what she had in mind. Deborah sat in chair and had Andrew stand in front of her. She reached up and unzipped Andrew's fly, unbuckled his belt and unfastened his trousers. Deborah then pushed his trousers to his ankles leaving him standing in his underwear. Then she slowly pushed his briefs down his legs allowing the waistband to snag his cock. As she pulled his underwear further down his cock sprung out and bobbed in front of her face. Deborah always got some sort of pleasure from his cock getting caught in the waistband and then springing free. Andrew grabbed the back of Deborah's head as she devoured his cock. She took him deep into her throat and swallowed around his cock. He loved the feeling of his cock being squeezed deep in her throat. Deborah slid her mouth up and down his cock while keeping her lips wrapped tightly around it. Her throat remained opened as she deep throated Andrew over and over again. Andrew could feel his semen begin to rise as his sperm boiled in his loins. Incest in the Friendly Skies Deborah cupped his balls with one hand as the other hand grabbed a cheek of his ass and she held him close against her mouth. She looked up at him and saw the look of lust on Andrew's face as he groaned continuously and rocked back and forth on the balls of his feet. Andrew was close and Deborah knew it. She let go of his balls and grabbed the other ass cheek. With both hands on his ass she pulled him as close as she could and drove his cock deeper into her mouth. Andrew's cock slipped back down her throat and he could feel her throat muscles massaging his shaft. Deborah began to swallow around his cock and then Andrew lost it. He groaned softly as his seed gushed up from his balls and exploded deep into her throat. She kept his cock in place as she swallowed again and again milking every drop of semen from his shaft. Deborah was out of breath and she slowly let Andrew's softening cock escape from her throat. As his cock deflated she continued to suck it until it was almost out of her mouth and then she held it in her hand as she swabbed it with her tongue searching out the last remaining drops of semen. Andrew realized then that he had curled his toes in his shoes as if grabbing the floor for balance. Andrew relaxed his feet as Deborah looked up at him and smiled. Over the past few months he learned to eat pussy and really bring a woman pleasure. Deborah loved it when Andrew stuck a finger in her ass as he ate her pussy. He also learned various positions of vaginal sex and he learned about 69 positioning and mutual oral satisfaction. The day had come when Deborah would teach him about anal sex. "Do you want to try something different? Do you want to put it in my bottom? Do you want to fuck me in the ass?" Deborah asked. Andrew had never tried anal sex but at this point he was ready. He replied, "Yes," enthusiastically. Deborah knelt on all fours on the floor and instructed Andrew in anal sex. First he had to prepare her ass for his cock so she showed him how to lubricate her asshole and his cock. Andrew loved fingering Deborah's ass and he added fingers to her pussy as well. He was so caught up in fingering Deborah's ass and pussy that he forgot all about fucking her ass. "Andrew, please don't tease me anymore. Put your cock in my ass," Deborah begged. Andrew lined his cock up with Deborah's ass and slowly pushed into her rectum. Deborah gasped aloud as the impressive cock filled her anal passage. Then Deborah guided him through the initial butt fuck. "Not too deep then deeper," she said. Andrew was careful not to hurt her and took his time penetrating her ass. He couldn't believe the erotic feeling that came over him once he was sheathed in her ass. Andrew looked at her shapely spheres as he slowly fucked her. He caressed her curvy bottom as he plowed her ass with his shaft. Andrew was overcome with desire as he watched his cock slide in and out of his teacher's shapely ass. Deborah had her head down on the floor turned to one side and her face was filled with passion. Andrew felt his semen travel from his balls through his scrotum and shoot into Deborah's rectum. He filled her ass to overflowing and he could feel his own semen gather around his cock. He kept fucking her until his cock softened somewhat and slipped from her ass. Deborah cooed as the semen trickled out of her ass and ran over her pussy and down her inner thighs. She stayed on all fours with her head on the floor as she fingered her pussy in search of her own orgasm. Andrew watched as she brought herself off and then he fucked her ass again since his erection had returned. Andrew was hooked on anal sex at that moment. Anal sex was now part of the normal love making sessions with Andrew and Deborah. Their routine was that she would suck his cock until he came in her mouth. Then Andrew would eat Deborah's pussy until she came. Then Andrew and Deborah would fuck in one of the vaginal sex positions. They always saved the anal sex for last and Andrew would cum in her ass at least once and sometimes twice. However a strange thing began to happen, Andrew started thinking about his mother while he was fucking Deborah. His mother was prettier and shapelier than Deborah and Andrew wondered what she was doing for sex. He tried to dismiss his mother's image from his mind but he couldn't. He imagined that it was his mother who he was fucking and not Deborah. ACTION AT HOME Kate came home from her flight to Paris very frustrated. She had been all worked up from watching the mother and son have sex on the flight. She had looked forward to hooking up with Philippe in Paris but he was not at home. The flight back seemed long and she was wound up by the time she arrived at home. Kate changed into a lounge outfit and opened a bottle of wine. She was almost done with the first bottle when Andrew arrived home. He kissed her on the cheek and then joined her for a glass of wine. Kate began telling Andrew about the mothers and sons that she noticed on her flights. How they were very touchy and some of them were having sex. Andrew was surprised that she shared those stories since they were about mothers and sons. Maybe it was the wine but Kate kept on going. When she told Andrew about the last flight with Doreen and Dennis, he had a difficult time believing it but why would his mother lie. She wouldn't make up a story like that. They finished the second bottle of wine and Andrew said it was late. They both went to bed. Kate was wound up and she couldn't wait to get into bed and thrust her dildo into her overheated pussy. Andrew was also horny after hearing those stories from Kate. His thoughts went to his mother and he decided to check on her that night. Andrew left his room wearing just his sleep shorts and he abruptly stopped outside his mother's bedroom door when he heard her moan. He listened intently and he was sure that he heard slight moans and whispers in her room. He turned the door handle slowly and eased the bedroom door open. He could then his mother clearly moaning and whispering to her self. "Oh yes that's good, right there Andrew, oh fuck me," Kate whispered as she moved the dildo around in her pussy. Kate was thinking about her son. She imagined that he was fucking her. Kate thought about the hard body and good sized cock as she fucked herself with the fake cock. Andrew's eyes adjusted to the dim lit room and he watched his mother move the rubber dick in and out of her pussy. Kate was in her nightgown but it was gathered about her waist leaving her naked below her breasts. Andrew felt his own cock grow into hardness and he decided that it was time to make a move. He dropped his sleep shorts and approached his mother's bed with his impressive cock bobbing in front of him. When he got close to the bed he saw that his mother had her eyes closed as she worked the dildo in and out of her pussy. Andrew got up on the bed and maneuvered between his mother's legs. He leaned over and took her hand holding the dildo and slowly pulled it from her pussy. Kate at first panicked when she realized that someone else was in the bedroom and in her bed. Her eyes opened wide and she smiled when she saw her own son kneeling between her legs and holding her hand with the dildo in it. "Oh Andrew what are you doing here? You shouldn't be here," Kate murmured. "Relax mother, its okay, I know that you would be happier with the real thing," Andrew replied and then he moved closer to her pussy. Andrew then eased his big cock into his mother's pussy. Kate was taken back with the size of him. Her first thoughts were to her ex-husband's cock and he wasn't as big as Andrew. But she already knew that. "Oh we shouldn't but it feels so good, oh, oh, fuck me, yes fuck", his mother cried out as she was close to her orgasm and wasn't about to stop now. Andrew slid in and out of her pussy slowly allowing his mother to adjust to his size and he continued to go deeper with each thrust until he was buried balls deep in her pussy. "Oh my I have never been so full of cock, fuck me, make me cum, make it last forever", Kate cried out. Andrew pounded her pussy making sure that his cock was in constant contact with her clit. Kate had multiple orgasms as he fucked her. Andrew pushed her nightgown up over her breasts. His mother had pretty firm tits with rock hard nipples that extended a ½ inch. Andrew twirled the nipples in his fingers and then leaned over taking one then the other in his mouth. This was the first time Andrew had seen his mother naked and he savored every moment. Kate went wild telling him. "Oh yes, suck my tits, suck my nipples, fuck me good!" Andrew could feel his balls start to tighten and he knew it wouldn't be long before he filled his mother's pussy with his cum. Kate stiffened and then had another violent orgasm. She thought to herself that her son was very experienced for his age as he fucked her and sucked her tits. Kate yelled, "Hold me, please hold me, I'm cummmming!" Andrew reached around behind her and pulled his mother toward him as she shook and trembled throughout her intense orgasm. As she was cumming so did Andrew and he fired a barrage of cum into her pussy. As his mother started to recover Andrew laid her back down on the bed and slowly fucked her as his cock softened. Andrew's cock was swimming in her cunt; there was so much cum in there mingling with her own juices. "How was that mother?" he asked her. She looked at him and said, "My God, I have never cum like that in my life, nor have I ever had anyone cum that much in me before. It was wonderful." His mother looked down at Andrew's soft cock and took it in her hand, "I like this," she said as she felt his cock harden in her hand. Kate held her arms open to her son welcoming him between her legs again. Andrew crawled between her legs and slipped his hard cock back in her pussy. Andrew never wanted this to end and he wanted to fuck his mother all night. Kate knew this was taboo but right now it felt so good to have a real cock in her. Andrew fucked her as long as he could before he shot his second load of the night. Kate had multiple orgasms and the final one was so violent she nearly bucked her son off her body. Then Kate collapsed and cried out. "Please stop, I have to rest. I am not sure I can cum any more." Andrew stayed in bed with his mother that night and they both slept soundly. The next morning Andrew woke up first and looked at the beautiful woman lying next to him in bed. It was hard to believe that he had just had the most incredible sex with his mother last night. She looked so angelic sleeping on her back with her cute firm tits poking up in the hair and her hot pussy on display. Andrew eased her legs apart and lowered his mouth to her vulva unconcerned that he had cum twice in her pussy the night before. He teased his mother with his tongue until her pussy heated up and glistened with moisture. Kate started to stir and reached down to her pussy only to find her son's head between her legs. She opened her legs wider giving Andrew easier access to her luscious pussy. Andrew located her clit and brought a soft moan to his mother's lips as he nibbled it gently. Andrew recalled everything that Deborah had taught him. He then inserted a thick finger into his mother's pussy and continued to tease her hard clit. Kate's pussy was getting wetter and wetter and she started to move her hips with a desire to cum. That was the signal that Andrew was waiting for and he moved his body up and knelt between her legs. He lined up his huge erect cock with Kate's sopping wet cunt and eased it in. Kate's face tensed with the anticipation of her son's big cock filling her pussy. Andrew fucked her slowly at first and then he began to pick up the pace. Soon he was pounding his mother's pussy and fucking her into submission. Kate had orgasm after orgasm as her son relentlessly fucked her. Andrew just kept at her with his morning piss hard-on until she screamed and pleaded with him to stop. Kate's body convulsed in a mind blowing orgasm and then she went limp on the bed. Andrew smiled to himself and he eased his cock out of his mother's well fucked pussy. He got up and went into the bathroom to relieve himself. He was thrilled with the seduction of his mother and he was proud about how many times she had orgasmed at his hands. Andrew came back in the bedroom sporting his erection and his mother looked at his youthful hard cock. "I haven't cum yet today mother," Andrew announced. "Please Andrew I can't, I am tired and sore," Kate begged off. "Well I will need your mouth then," Andrew said assertively. Kate couldn't believe what she had just heard. Her own son was telling her to suck his cock. With a smile Kate took her son's cock in her mouth and began to suck on it. Andrew was charged and he knew that he wouldn't last long. He made up his mind to cum in his mother's mouth so he did not warn her of his impending orgasm. Kate took Andrew deeper in her mouth and jerked him off with her hand. Cum flew out of his cock and sprayed the back of her throat. His mother was caught off guard by the force and the volume of his ejaculation and she pulled his cock from her mouth to avoid gagging. Andrew's semen splashed against his mother's tits and neck as she guided his cock away from her face. After about seven ropes of cum shot out of his cock she squeezed the remaining seed out then took Andrew's cock back in her mouth and sucked him dry. Kate then said, "Oh that was some load. I'll be ready for you next time. I need a shower now." After her shower Kate put on her panties and bathrobe and went downstairs to make coffee. Andrew just threw on a pair of shorts commando style and then joined his mother in the kitchen. Andrew sat at the kitchen table as his mother stood at the sink facing away from him. Kate was confused now that it happened. She struggled internally with her emotions. She had let her own son fuck her and she loved it. In fact she enjoyed it as it was the best sex she had had in years. But it was wrong, some would say sinful but she wanted it to happen again. Andrew got up from his chair and walked over to his mother. Kate felt his presence behind her and she trembled. She wondered why she suddenly felt so insecure with her 19 year-old son. Andrew put his arms around his mother's waist, pulled her back toward him and nuzzled her neck. He kissed his mother lightly around her ears, and then stuck his tongue in her ear and Kate shivered with excitement. Andrew moved his hands up to her breasts and began to massage them through her bathrobe. "You have very nice tits, mother," he told her as he moved his hips forward and Kate felt his enormous cock pressing into her bottom through the robe. Andrew dropped to his knees behind his, lifted her robe up and eased her panties down and off of her legs. Andrew trailed kisses up and down each leg and on her ass cheeks. Kate was trembling with desire and she wondered where her son learned these things. Andrew turned his mother around toward him and began to tongue her sopping wet pussy. Kate came immediately when his tongue touched her clit but Andrew grabbed her by both ass cheeks, held his mother's cunt to his mouth and ate her to another orgasm. The second time Kate came violently humping his face and covering it with her pussy juice. Kate had trouble standing so he eased her to the kitchen floor and took off her bathrobe. Kate lay there waiting in anticipation of what was to happen next when I heard her son say, "Let's go back to bed mother." Kate lay back on the bed while his impressive erection jumped out as he removed his shorts and Kate felt a little intimidated by the size of his hard cock. Kate could tell that her son was proud of his manhood as he openly displayed himself in front of her. Andrew moved up on the bed between his mother's legs and eased his huge cock into her cunt. Kate had never felt so full in all her life, as she had the past 24 hours. Andrew fucked her slowly and then gradually picked up the pace as his mother once again adjusted to his size. Soon he was pounding his mother's pussy and bringing her off to multiple orgasms. Kate had never come so many times in her life a she had with her son. Kate's last orgasm was violent as she humped her pussy against him pleading with him to fuck her and hold her. Andrew held his mother tight as he filled her cunt with so much cum that it rushed out of her as fast as it rushed in. Kate had never been so thoroughly fucked and so full of cum. Andrew eased his softening cock out of her pussy and moved up the bed to kneel by his mother's face. Kate couldn't believe her son's boldness expecting her to suck his cock right after he fucked her. She took his cock in her mouth and sucked him clean. Kate tasted her own juices mingled with her son's cum. The two of them then showered and put on leisurely clothes. They spent the rest of the day was spent in leisure on the sun porch reading the newspaper and making idle conversation. Later Andrew and Kate dined together and she let Andrew drink wine with her over dinner. Then after they cleaned up the dinner table they adjourned to the family room and watched TV and enjoyed another glass of wine. Later that night when it was time for bed Andrew came back into his mother's bedroom. Andrew walked over to the bed and sat naked on the side of it. He stroked his mother's shapely legs and luscious thighs. His hand drifted up to her mound and he felt that she was wet again with desire. His mother looked at him with lust in her eyes as he fingered her pussy and licked his fingers clean of her juices. Then Kate opened her arms and welcomed her son into her body. Andrew slipped between her thighs and slid his hard cock into her quim. Once again Kate uttered an audible gasp as her son hit bottom. Andrew began to fuck her slowly and eased his cock almost all the way out of her pussy before plunging it back in. Kate was lost in the lust of the moment. "Oh that's it fuck me, fuck me slow, fuck me good, fuck me forever," she whispered. Just hearing his mother ask him to fuck her was an incredible turn-on for Andrew and he picked up his pace. Kate threw her hips up at her son as if to try and get him deeper in her cunt. Andrew felt his orgasm approaching but he didn't want to cum before his mother did so he tried to slow down. "No, no don't stop, fuck me faster, I'm so close," Kate begged. Andrew picked up the pace again as they both raced toward their orgasms. It was unclear who came first because they were so close but Kate wrapped her legs around her son and humped him for all she was worth as Andrew spurted his seed deep in her womb. They continued to fuck each other until they were drained and exhausted. Andrew collapsed on top of his mother but she didn't seem to mind his weight as she held him and cried out. "Oh thank you, thank you," she said over and over and again thought about what she was saying, "I can't believe that I just thanked my son for fucking me!" Andrew stayed in bed with his mother again that night and they cuddled together in a spoon position. During the night Andrew got another erection and he slipped it into his mother's pussy from behind. He rocked slowly fucking her tenderly until he came in his mother's pussy. Kate was half asleep but she realized that she was being fucked by her son again. She fell back asleep immediately after her son ejaculated in her. They awoke in the morning in the same position. The following days it was a marathon of sex. It was as if they were a couple on their honeymoon and they couldn't get enough of one another. It fact it was more sex that Kate ever had even on her honeymoon with her ex-husband. The typical day started with Andrew fucking his mother with his morning piss hard-on and he would fuck her into exhaustion. Then Kate would suck her son's cock either in bed or in the shower until he sprayed her throat with his spunk. During the day Andrew would fuck her or have her suck his cock. Then they always had passionate sex in the evening and Andrew slept in his mother's bed every night. Incest in the Friendly Skies EPILOGUE On Kate's next flight to Paris she noticed something very strange. All the passengers were mothers and sons. How was this possible? She recognized some faces but others were a blur. As soon as the flight was airborne all the passengers began having sex. As Kate scanned the cabin she saw that mother's skirts were up around their waists and no one was wearing panties. Sons were fingering their mother's pussies and there were moans and groans throughout the cabin. Kate looked around for the other flight attendants but they too were engaged in sex with their sons. Kate was all alone in the cabin with this lewd display of incest. Then the mothers freed their son's cocks. Shorts and pants were pulled down to their son's ankles and rigid erections were in full view. There were cocks of all sizes and shapes, most cut but some uncut. Kate watched as the mothers masturbated their sons and then they took the cocks in their mouths. Kate's pussy was on fire and she longed for her own son. Where was he and why wasn't he on the plane with all the other young men? Clothes started coming off and they were scattered all over the cabin. Everyone was naked and the sons and mothers began to engage in every sex act imaginable. Mothers were kneeling on the seats as their sons fucked them from behind. Some were even getting fucked in the ass. Then the sons started cumming all over their mothers and all over the cabin. Semen was flying everywhere and Kate had to duck to avoid being hit. Suddenly Kate spotted her son Andrew at the back of the plane. He was naked and he was stroking his big cock. Kate had to get to him but she had to climb over seemingly hundreds of naked bodies to reach him. She began her journey and she tried to maneuver through the sea of naked flesh. All the sons were cumming in buckets and Kate had to dodge the semen that was filling the cabin. Kate was frustrated as she could not seem to reach her son who was still stroking his cock and calling out to her. "Mother, mother," Andrew called out. Kate felt her entire body shake as the words echoed in her ears, "Mother, mother," and then she heard, "Mother wake up, wake up, you're having a bad dream." Kate woke up in her sons arms and she was shaking. "My god, what a dream," she said out loud as she lay in her sons arms breathing heavily. "I'll say. You were all over the bed," Andrew told her as he caressed her body. Instinctively her hand went to his cock and she was pleased to find him hard. Kate loved sex in the morning with her son and within minutes he was buried in her pussy and they were both driving toward an early morning orgasm. They stayed in bed for hours that morning and had continuous sex. Andrew was capable of multiple ejaculations and of staying hard for hours. Kate took advantage of his youthful recuperative powers and pleasured herself until she couldn't take any more. Over the next several months Kate and her son were insatiable lovers. It seemed that they could not get enough of each other. Kate didn't have to fantasize anymore as she had the real thing now. She paid less attention to the mothers and sons on her flights although she was always curious to see how fart they would go in public. Andrew did not have sex with Deborah at the art gallery while his mother was home. However when Kate was flying the friendly skies, Andrew was back in Deborah's ass. He had come to love fucking her ass something he would not try with his mother. Andrew had the best of both worlds as far as he was concerned. Kate did not know about Deborah and she really didn't need to. Andrew was always there for her and he made her very happy. Unlike the other mother and son stories that Kate had heard from some mothers, Andrew did not approach her about group sex or anal sex. Some of the other mothers had become subservient to their sons and did whatever their sons wanted. Kate was glad that Andrew did not have those desires and that it was just the two of them. At times when there was space available on the flight, Kate would bring Andrew to Paris. He loved the art in Paris and they always had a good time. It was sex in the morning, sightseeing during the day and sex at night after fine dining. Kate and Andrew never fooled around on the flight as there was no need. They always had great sex before and after the flight. Kate didn't know how long their incestuous relationship would last but she was enjoying every moment of it while it did. Life was good for them both and it was no longer a fantasy. Incest in the Kitchen Before you read any further let me tell you I am 60 years old and my wife is 59. We have three children and three grandchildren. Sue works part time four mornings a week (Tues thru Friday) which she enjoys. I am retired. My oldest daughter Jean is 40 and recently divorced has no children. She is about to move back home with us. My wife Sue and I are in pretty good shape, still enjoy sex and have fucked and sucked each other for 42 years. It never got tired for either one of us. My wife is still a very attractive blond with a great body even today. We spice up our sex by watching porn together. The porn gets us so hot you would think we were 20 years old and it sure feels like it. Believe me you can really enjoy sex at any age, I know we both do. To be honest I would like a lot more but Sue does not. I now spend many mornings watching porn on my computer and I still jerk off. I do it three or four times a week. Sue does not know I jerk off. The incident I am about to relate began two weeks prior to this morning. Knowing Jean was moving back in two days made me fear that our afternoon porn sessions would be put on hold for awhile. So Wednesday afternoon I put on a DVD in the den that we could watch after lunch. We had a drink and I told Sue that I was horny as hell and she looked so sexy that I was going to make love to her right on the kitchen counter top. I started out kidding but the more I joked about it and the more I thought about it, the hornier I got. I told her it was a fantasy I always thought about. The DVD and our sex talk were getting both of us in the mood. The actors on the DVD were fucking the life out of each other. I finally grabbed her and started kissing and feeling her up. In between kisses, Sue coyly kept telling me I would never make love to her in the kitchen. As we played, I described to her that in my fantasy " she would come in after work and I was waiting to rip her clothes off and throw her on the counter top and devour her sweet pink pussy". From the look in her eyes I knew she was getting excited. We both knew there was no stopping now. She was as hot as me. I finally pulled her skirt off, carried her into the kitchen and lifted her to the island counter top as she removed her blouse and bra. I started sucking her tits and rubbing her blond hairy pussy which was tinged with streaks of gray. I worked my way down to that gorgeous pussy and I really got into it. I heard a faint sound and looked up with my mouth and face glistening with Sue's pussy juice. Jean was in the doorway. My wife did not and could not see her. I froze and momentarily stopped lapping my wife's juicy cunt. I was shocked when my daughter winked and put her finger to her lips for me to keep quiet and continue. She shook her head no and mouthed the words, "Don't stop." Oh fuck! She wanted to watch. She wanted to see me eat her mother's pussy. Holy shit I could not believe it. My wife, unaware of jean's presence, pulled my head back between her legs and playfully scolded me not to tease her. She started to fondle her tits. I rose to heights of passion I never before experienced knowing jean was watching. I sucked and licked and nibbled my wife's pussy as she writhed with pleasure. She was moaning as I was driving her over the edge. I strained to look up as I sucked and licked. I saw my daughter put one hand in her shorts and her other hand massaged her tits. Motherfucker I thought I was going to cum right then. She started masturbating faster and faster. My wife came and screamed like a thunder clap. As I pulled her to the edge of the counter to fuck her I saw Jean shudder and orgasm and it was a beautiful sight. I was standing and slipped my prick in Sue's sopping pussy. My wife said, "Oh Fuck that was great. Honey we have to do that again. I could get used to this. Wow! I feel like I'm twenty years old." I looked up as my daughter backed out of the door way and was gone. While we were catching our breath Jean made believe she just came into the house. Sue and I grabbed our cloths and struggled to get dressed. Sue was flustered and was trying to make small talk but she was speaking incomprehensible drivel. Her face was flushed but she looked beautiful. Jean smiled and kissed her mother on the cheek and told her how beautiful she looked. She kissed me on the cheek told me how good I looked. I could swear she softly and secretly let her tongue touch my cheek and taste her mother's pussy. I wasn't sure. Jean moved back home with me and her mother two days later. She did not mention the kitchen episode. All weekend long I desperately wanted to speak to her about it. While I was uncomfortable I wanted to know how she enjoyed the show and why she wanted me to continue. How could I safely bring it up. I played a thousand different scenarios in my mind. I decided to just ask when my wife went to work Tuesday morning. It was going to be awkward speaking to Jean about what occurred but I had to know what was going through her mind. Let's face it; I also was intrigued about the possibility of where this might go. As soon as my wife left for work on Tuesday, I just asked her outright. She knew I was nervous. She put me at ease and said "It was the most beautiful and yet hottest thing I ever saw. Mom spread eagled on the island countertop and you crouched over with your head buried between her legs was so sexy I had an orgasm. It was beautiful. Mom and you should make a porno tape. If my husband had done that to me we would probably still be married." I blurted out, "If I wasn't your father I would love to do that to you." I cringed after I said it unsure of what her reaction was going to be. She looked at me for what seemed like an eternity then whispered, "Don't let that stop you. I would never tell Mom. It will be our secret. I know we both would really enjoy it." I said, "I will lock the door if you really." I was closing the kitchen shades and locking the door as she removed her robe. I did not need any porn or pill today. My hands were shaking almost uncontrollably. She climbed up on the island counter in the center of the kitchen and spread her long slender legs invitingly. She placed a throw pillow under her ass as I dropped my shorts. I went to the island and planted a wet kiss on her abdomen and started licking her slender body and settled on her small tennis ball size tits. Her dark nipples were already standing at attention. She had goose bumps on her arms and legs. We finally kissed and sucked each other's lips and tongues as my hand massaged her thighs, belly, chest and crotch without penetrating her beautiful pussy. I was panting and breathing heavily and she began purring like a cat in heat. I licked her neck and ears and she was responding with soft moans and groans. I worked my way down her smooth belly and paused as I looked at her pussy lips which were beginning to swell in anticipation of my mouth and tongue which was about to devour them. Her pussy was already discharging love juice as I gently kissed it. My tongue flicked at her sweet tight little ass and I began licking her from her ass to her mound of Venus. My wife's pussy is hairy and I like that but a clean shaven cunt is a gourmet's delight. Her pussy smelled like heaven as I sucked each lip into my mouth in turn and finally drove my tongue into a her fuck hole. Her love juice was as sweet as her mother's and flowing like a spring. I fucked her with my tongue both fast and slow so we both could enjoy it. It was delicious and my head was beginning to pound. My cock was throbbing. She was unashamedly begging to have her pussy sucked by her father. I finally concentrated on her beautiful clit. I softly and gently sucked around the hood clockwise and then counter clock wise. I gently and lovingly used my soft inner lips on her exposed cliit. I gently rolled it around with my lips and finally gave it a blowjob as though I was sucking a tiny prick while I occasionally gently used the tip of my tongue to lightly tease her clit. I knew she wouldn't last long. She exploded with an agonizing scream. Her torso and legs were shaking uncontrollably. She trapped my head and neck with her legs and refused to allow me to stand up until her orgasm was complete. We both slipped to the cool tile floor but we were boiling and never noticed the coolness...The feeling as I penetrated her was excruciating and exquisite. I guess because it was my daughter it was a feeling I had never experienced before. It was mind boggling. Her pussy was boiling. It was white hot. I groaned helplessly.This is what your first time should have felt like. Her eyes were half closed and were smoldering. Every stroke of my prick was like a mini orgasm. When I came my entire body convulsed. We were exhausted but kissed and sucked each other's lips and tongue. When my strength returned we somehow managed to get to a sofa in the den. We agreed it was the best sex ever and neither one of us felt remorse or shame. Jean said this is our secret and we are going to enjoy this numbing incestuous relationship for a long time. Incest in the Woods Sarah Wilkerson sighed as she looked out of the window of the family SUV as it barreled along the highway. The Wilkerson family was on its way to its annual family reunion. Every year it was held in a different location but that didn’t hide the fact that every year it was boring. This year all facets of the Wilkerson family were getting together at Bear Point Park to spend 10 days roughing it in the wilderness. The entire “vacation” was one boring conversation with one aunt, uncle or grandparent. She wasn't really close to any of her cousins even if they were around her age. The only person she got along with and spent time with was her twin brother Brad. Brad was the one thing that made the family reunions bearable. Being twins they were already close and they only got closer on boring family vacations like these. She looked over at her brother and saw he was sleeping. Brad was an attractive young man. He was taller than Sarah, standing 6’3 to her 5’5. He was still growing into a body too big for his age as he weighed only 170lbs. He had short brown hair and green eyes. His body was toned from the long distance running he did for their high school. Sarah was growing into her body as well. Her legs were sexy and smooth, her hips starting to widen ever so slightly as she became more a woman and less a girl. She had soft brown hair which came to her shoulders and deep blue eyes. She was forever buying new bras as her chest continued to grow. It was clear to see Sarah was starting to resemble her mother Kelly, Kelly being a busty woman herself. Sarah turned from her brother and turned her attention to the scenery zooming by as the family drove to its destination. It was about 45 minutes later when Sarah was brought back to reality as her father Tom announced they were there. Tom stepped out of the SUV and inhaled the country air. He turned around and smiled at his wife. “Smell that honey, smell that clean country air, the trees, the flowers….its intoxicating,” he said. Kelly chucked, “don’t strain yourself honey, we still have ten days to go, we don’t need you hurting yourself taking in the country air on the first day,” she replied. Tom was about to respond when he hear the voice of his brother, shouting his hello. Sarah and Brad were just stepping out of the car as more members of their family came out of the woods to say hello. They endured pinches on their cheeks from their grandparents, wet lipstick kisses from their aunts and firm handshakes from their uncles before volunteering to unpack the car just to get a break. There was a lot to unpack. Tom had packed two tents (one for Kelly and himself and one for Sarah and Brad), two canoes (the family was going to make portage down the river which flowed inside of Bear Point Park) and plenty of clothes and food. They unpacked the car and set up the tents, placing their bags and sleeping bag in their tent and their parent’s bags and double sleeping bag in their tent. The first night was about as good as can be expected. The super sized family ate dinner and talked around the family, getting caught up on this, that and the other. At around 10:30 Sarah and Brad retired for the night. It wasn’t until they were in their tent that Sarah let out a big sigh. “I can’t believe we will have to put up with ten days of this,” she groaned. Brad chuckled, “I know….this reunion is more for mom and dad than it is for us. I wish they let us stay home like we wanted.” Sarah rolled her eyes, “we NEVER had a shot at that Brad, mom would be too worried we would do something they wouldn’t approve of,” she said. Brad shrugged his shoulders, “we probably would have done something Sarah, I mean I know I would have wanted to do something, hormones are a powerful thing,” he said. Sarah smiled, “I know what you mean,” she blushed as she looked her brother in the eye before looking at the ground. “I better change,” she muttered as she slipped in her sleeping bag. As Brad and Sarah got older there was from time to time some sexual tension. They had many friends and had gone on many dates but they had always been close. When they were younger and very curious the siblings experienced their first kiss together. They were best friends and shared everything. They had never done anything together, they never played ‘doctor’ or ‘house’ but there was always a certain sort of attraction to each other, even if it was subconscious. The only real difference between them was Sarah was a virgin and Brad was not. Brad had recently been introduced to sex and since then he could think of nothing but. In fact, from time to time he even found himself thinking about his sister but always quickly dismissed that from his mind as the thoughts usually happened when she was the only female in sight. Brad slipped into his sleeping bag to change and looked over as he saw his sister pull her jeans out of her sleeping bag, fold them beside her and pull her shorts in with her. He thought of her being naked from the waist down save for some cotton panties and felt his cock start to harden. He shook it the thought from his head and started to change himself. Sarah could feel her brother’s eyes on her as she changed. The thought made her young pussy quiver with excitement. When she slid her shorts up her smooth legs she ran her hand over her panties, rubbing them softly and feeling how damp they had become so quickly. Sarah knew her brother wasn’t a virgin. She had heard him fucking his girlfriend and had gone to sneak a peak to watch. Her intention for watching was more to take in the actual act of sex than it was to stare at her brother, but while watching her brother screw his girlfriend she couldn’t help but feel the smallest tinge of jealousy. “What are you thinking about Sarah?” Brad asked, awakening her from her day (night) dream. Sarah blushed slightly and shook her head, “nothing in particular. Night” she said. It was two days later that Brad and Sarah once again packing as the family was beginning to move down the river. Brad and Sarah packed their things into the canoe they would use and helped their grandparents get into the canoes they would ride in. They wouldn’t paddle, they were too old but they would be damned if they were going to be left out. The plan was for the family to paddle down the river single file (or close to it); Brad and Sarah were going to be last in line as they were in charge of making sure the camp fire was out. Once they were sure everything was ok they got in the canoe and set off. It didn’t take them long to catch up to their family and they settled into a slow methodical ride down the river. They took breaks every now and then as the current carried them down river, with Brad ruddering and Sarah lying back in relaxation. It was during one of these breaks that Brad was ruddering and Sarah was lying back relaxing in the sun. Her paddle was resting on the edge of the canoe, Brad missed a log which was stuck in the river and the paddle fell into the water. Brad swore softly and Sarah giggled. “Calm down Brad, it’s only the paddle; we’ll just double back and pick it up,” she said. So Brad turned the canoe around and did a 180 degree turn as the two siblings made their way back to their lost paddle. When they turned around again the rest of the family was gone. “I guess they didn’t see us turn around,” Brad said. Sarah shrugged, “that’s ok, we caught up to them before, we can do it again,” she said. As the picked up the pace paddling again the twins came to a fork in the river. “Which way are we supposed to go Sarah?” Brad asked. Sarah shrugged her shoulders, “how should I know? I don’t have a map” she answered. “Which way do you want to go then?” he asked. “I don’t know……right?” she guessed. Brad shrugged his shoulders, “sounds good to me,” he said as they took the right side of the fork in the river. It was late afternoon and about 45 minutes later when Brad said, “I think we were supposed to go left, I don’t see them anywhere.” Sarah nodded in agreement, “it seems that way, shall we turn around?” she asked as she craned her neck to look at her twin. “I guess so,” said Brad. So the brother and sister turned the canoe around once more and started to paddle back to the fork. It was tough paddling however as the stream was going against them and soon the sky began to cloud over and rain droplets fall from the sky. “Just what we need,” groaned Sarah. “I have a suggestion sis,” said Brad, “we aren’t getting anywhere and it’s starting to rain, I say we pull over and pitch a tent for the night and start again tomorrow morning, everyone should realize we are gone by now and they won’t go any further, besides….we know which way to go now,” he said. Sarah nodded her approval, “sounds good to me, she said, let’s hurry though…it’s really starting to rain.” So they pulled over to the shore, pulled the canoe up onto the grass and began to pitch their tent quickly. They grabbed their bags, threw them in the tent and turned the canoe over, ducking inside the tent just as thunder crack and it began to pour. At the very same time on the other side of the river the Wilkerson family had indeed noticed Brad and Sarah’s absence. At first they didn’t think much of it; they were lazy teens after all. But when it began to rain they started to think something was wrong. Kelly wanted to go back and search for them but it was Tom who stopped her. He reasoned they were smart kids and would know enough to stop where they were. “We will look for them tomorrow, when there isn’t lightning” he said. The rain pelted against the tent as Brad and Sarah arranged everything in their tent. It wasn’t until everything was unpacked that they noticed they only had one sleeping bag. It was their parent’s double bag which meant their parents had their singles. “What will we do now?” asked Sarah. Brad sighed, “you can have the bag Sarah, I will sleep outside of it with some blankets,” he said. “Screw that, it’s pouring rain and cold, we’ll just both sleep in the sleeping bag, it’s big enough,” she said. Brad looked his sister in the eye for a second. She looked so beautiful, he knew it was the sensible thing to do to sleep in the same bag as her but he knew he should also be careful. “Well?” asked Sarah impatiently. Brad smiled, “sure sis, if a brother and sister can’t sleep in the same sleeping bag then something must be wrong,” he said. Sarah nodded as she started to take off her pants. She was self conscious about it at first but part of her hoped Brad would watch her as she changed. Brad watched as Sarah’s pants fell to her ankles and she kicked them off. Folding them and standing in her panties for a second. Sarah could feel her brothers eyes on her body and her face flushed. She looked up at Brad and saw his eyes on her panties and a tent in his pants. She bit her lower lip and her panties began to dampen. The thought of her brother looking at her body and getting excited by her intoxicated her. She decided not to put on her shorts and left her t-shirt on as she slipped into the sleeping bag. Brad watched his sister take her pants off and saw a wet spot develop in her panties. He was aware of her eyes on his crotch and even more aware of how hard he was. He was aware of her eyes on him as he undid he belt, unzipping his pants and pushing them to the ground. His cock was hard in his boxers and making a large tent. He saw her eyes focused solely on his hard-on. He took off his shirt and put it with his pants. Even though it was cold outside he was extremely hot. He moved down and slid inside the sleeping bag behind his sister. Sarah took a large intake of breath as Brad zipped up the sleeping bag. For the longest time the only sound was the pitter patter of rain as it hit the tent. Brad could smell Sarah’s hair; her breathing was fast as they lay in the sleeping bag. All he could think of was the wet spot in her panties as she stared at his cock. His cock throbbed in his boxers. He moved slowly in the sleeping bag, moving closer to his sister. Sarah heard him; she closed her eyes and bit her lip. Her nipples were hard and her panties were drenched. She was incredibly horny. He moved closer to his sister until his hard cock rubbed against her hot tight ass. His hand moved across her body and squeezed her breast. Sarah inhaled sharply and then moaned softly. Brad groaned when he hear his sister moan. He pushed his cock against her ass and was happy when she pushed back. He squeezed her breast and Sarah bit her lip harder. Brad started to rub his sister’s breast as she moved her ass against her brother’s rock hard cock. Brad moved his hand down his sister’s body to her panties. Groaning loudly when he felt her drenched panties. His hand slid underneath them, rubbing her bare wet pussy as the grinded into each other. “Oooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh Brad……….fuck yes…..that feels so good……my pussy is so wet,” she moaned. Brad groaned his approval as he continued to feel up his sister. He pushed her panties down to her knees, rubbing her wet cunt. His cock continued to throb against her as she pushed hard against him. Sarah moaned loudly as her brother felt her wet pussy. She was so incredibly horny and her pussy was buzzing. Anything short of a big hard cock would not satisfy it tonight. She reached back and pulled Brad’s boxers down, letting his hard cock spring free. Sarah grabbed her brother’s cock and started to jerk it. It felt so hard in her hand, so hot. It throbbed as she grabbed it, stroking him hard and slow. His moans filled the tent and filtered outside as she jacked his cock. Sarah rolled over so that she was looking her brother in the eye as they felt each other. She moaned when he thrust two fingers in her hot box and responded by jerking him faster. Her breathing became short as he fingered her harder. His eyes piercing into her, lust in them. She licked her lips as he groaned, her fingers moving to his balls and squeezing them as she stroked his meat. “Mmmmm Brad….your fingers feel so good….your cock so hard…..I’m so horny….hornier than I’ve ever been before,” she groaned. Brad nodded, “me too sis….me too…..you are so wet….so tight….fuck you are so hot…I don’t know how I’ve kept my sanity around you….you are so fucking hot,” he moaned. Sarah closed her eyes as an orgasm washed over her. She stroked Brad harder and faster, wanting him to cum with her. Brad felt her pussy clamp down on his fingers. He thrust his fingers harder, finger fucking her like a mad man. Her juices washed over his fingers and hand as she came, her juices so warm on his hand. “Ooohhh…yes….yes…..yes…..YES BRAD YES!!! Mmmm fuck yes…..cum with me brother….” She groaned, jacking his cock harder. Brad groaned as his sister came. Her hand squeezed his cock and stroked him faster and faster until his balls tingled and finally erupted, shooting his load all over her belly, chest and hand. Sarah caught her breath as she came down from her orgasm. She let go of his cock and brought it to her mouth, licking it clean and tasting his sperm. She moaned her approval, her eyes rolling into the back of her head as she clean her hand of his cum. She scooped her hand down again, wiping his cum from her body and taking it in her mouth. She smiled and looked at Brad. “That was so intense,” she groaned. Brad grinned back, “I’ll say, that was even better than fucking Julie,” he said. Brad ran his hand over her body. He unzipped the sleeping bag and took off her t-shirt, gazing at his sister’s naked body. “God you look so good,” he groaned. Sarah giggled, “thank you, you don’t look so bad yourself,” she said as she gazed at his rapidly hardening cock. Brad followed her gaze and smiled. Sarah’s nipples were still hard, her pussy was sopping wet and she licked her lips as she started at his meat. “Jesus sis, I can’t help it. I NEED to fuck you. You look so hot, so sexy, I need to stuff my cock in you, whether you are my sister or not,” he said. Sarah moaned her approval, spreading her legs wide. “Mmmm please fuck me Brad. Fuck your sister. Take my virginity. Fill my cunt with your cock. Make me moan and cum around your meat. Fuck me,” she moaned. Brad mounted his sister, his cock rubbing against her pussy. Her chest heaved and her eyes glazed over in desire. He held her softly and slid his cock inside her wet hole. Sarah moaned as her brother entered her virgin cunt. “Yes, yes, yes, yes,” she chanted. Brad groaned as she chanted. He pushed deeper and deeper into her, stopping when he reached her hymen. He felt her hands go to his ass; Sarah smiled at her brother and thrust up into him, sending his cock deep inside her teenage pussy. Brother and sister moaned loudly as Brad entered his sister balls deep. They stopped for a second as Sarah adjusted to her brother’s size. Brad looked down at his sister and started to fuck her. He thrust long and hard into her, sawing in and out of her sweet pussy. Sarah wrapped her legs around her brother and fucked him back just as hard as he was fucking her. Lust and desire ran through her body as she fucked her brother with animal lust. Brad held his sister close, pounding her pussy for all it was worth. Grunting as she wrapped her legs around him. His balls slapped against her as he fucked her. Her sluttish moans feeding his desire. They grunted together, nothing being said. Nothing had to be said. Brother and sister fucked as if they were long lost lovers, finding a rhythm as they thrust into each other. Brad fucked his sister deeper and deeper. His cock was buried inside of her delicious pussy. He knew he was on the verge of an orgasm and fucked his sister harder. He fucked her harder and harder and harder, fucking the living shit out of his twin sister. Sarah moaned loudly as her brother assaulted her pussy, she was getting the fucking of her life from her brother and she didn’t want it to stop. Her hands went down to his ass and she squeezed it as she began to cum. She came hard around his cock, looking into his eyes as he let go and EXPLODED deep inside of her pussy, shooting load after load of hot cum inside his horny sister. Brad and Sarah continued to fuck as they orgasmed, slowly their thrusts slowed down until they were both spent and Brad collapsed atop of his sister, his cock buried in her pussy. II Sarah slept better that night then she ever had before. She dreamt of fucking her brother that night and slept soundly. Reliving every second his cock was inside her hungry pussy. She woke up on top of her brother; his cock was still inside her pussy. She could feel his morning hard-on rising in her cunt and groaned in desire. She slowly thrust on his cock and smiled when his eyes fluttered open. “Morning stud,” she moaned as she leaned down to kiss him on the lips. Brad kissed his sister back as she started to rock on his cock. He groaned into her lips, his hands moving to her hips as she started to fuck him. Brad slid his tongue in her mouth as Sarah fucked her brother. His cock was so big and fat it felt great in her pussy. Their was cum everywhere and it only increased her lust for more of his cock. Sarah bounced on his cock, her breasts bouncing with her. She smiled as she looked down at Brad, he thrust his cock up to meat her tender pussy. The more she fucked him the more she knew she was hooked, not just on sex but on her brother’s cock. She felt her orgasm rising again and increased her pace. She fucked him hard, grinding slower and fucked her brother as only a sister can. Brad held his sister tight as she bounced on his cock. He squeezed her hot ass as she started to come on his cock. Biting her lip as she came Brad shot his load inside of her sweet young pussy for the second time in the last 12 hours. Incest in the Woods Sarah slumped down on top of her brother. Heaving heavily as she caught her brother. She felt his hands on her body and she loved it. She loved his cock in her cunt. Brad kissed her on the lips and rolled her onto her back as he pulled out of her cunt for the first time since he first entered her. “As much as I want to stay inside of you sis, we should get moving, everyone will be looking for us,” he said. Sarah sighed, she knew he was right but she hated it anyway, “I know, I know, I wish you were wrong but you aren’t,” she said. So they got up and started to get set. Sarah took the sleeping bag down to the river and dumped it in the water and started to wash it, wanting to remove any evidence of the taboo act which had taken place as Brad packed up the make shift camp sight. After cleaning and packing up everything the twins decided to take a dip in the water to clean up, Brad and Sarah stripped nude and swam in the water enjoying each others naked and wet bodies. After swimming they fucked each other one last time on the shore, Sarah on her back, her knees at her ears as Brad pounded her well fucked pussy for all it was worth. Sarah’s moans floated along the water, her moans long as her brother fucked her hard. The rest of the Wilkerson family faintly heard the moans but they were too indistinguishable to know what they were. They were canoeing back up the river as Brad and Sarah made their way back to the fork and went the proper way. Once they met up again the family had a good laugh at the expense of the twins. They continued on their vacation and spent the next four days camping at another location on the river. Every night Brad and Sarah had sex. They spent every free moment they had with Brad’s cock in Sarah’s pussy. As the rest of the family slept, they had sex. Brad fucked his sister until her pussy was sore. They would fuck until their bodies were covered in sweat and Brad’s cum ran down Sarah’s sexy smooth thighs. On the fourth night Brad and Sarah could hardly wait until everyone went asleep. They went to bed before their parents and grandparents and waited until they went to sleep. Their parents were taking a lot time to go to sleep and soon the twins became restless. Sarah looked over at her brother, they were both naked, he was hard and she was sopping wet. “I can’t wait any longer Brad,” she said as she moved to his body, kissing him passionately on the lips before dragging her tongue down his toned body. She ran her tongue along his long hard shaft; Brad grabbed a pillow to cover his moans. Brad watched his cock disappear inside his sister’s mouth. Her tongue ran over his throbbing meat, his hands went to her hair grabbing hold of the pig tails she had put her hair in especially for him. Brad started to fuck his sister’s mouth softly as she sucked his cock, her hands going to his balls and rubbing them gently. Sarah was in heaven with her brother’s cock in her mouth. His cock was so hot and she could feel his veins throbbing in her mouth. She felt his hands go to her head as he started to fuck her mouth. He held onto her pig tails and she felt so dirty, so slutty but so GOOD. Sarah moaned as she sucked his cock. Her moans were muffled by her brother’s cock inside of her. They grew ever so slightly louder when she felt him twist his body so that his head was between her thighs so his tongue could run over her pussy. Brad devoured his sister’s pussy. She was sopping wet and she sucked his cock harder when she felt him turn his attention to her cunt. He ran his tongue along her pussy, taking his time working it over. He started to nibble on her clit, grabbing her ass in his hands as he worked over her pussy. He felt her push herself down into him as his tongue dragged along her pussy. Sarah's tongue ran against her brother's tongue as Brad's tongue ran against his sister's pussy. His hands grabbed her ass, squeezing it as turned his attention back to her clit. Sarah could feel her brother's cock throb inside her mouth and knew he was on the verge of cumming. At the same time, Brad could feel his sister's pussy quiver and knew she was about to do the same. Brad and Sarah came at the same time, Sarah's juices washing over her brother's cock as Brad's cum shot down her throat. Sarah swallowed her brother's cum as Brad lapped up her juices. Finally the broke, Brad pulled his cock from his sister's mouth smiling when she groaned in dispair. Sarah stayed on her back and spread her legs wide for her twin brother. Brad's cock was wet with her saliva and rapidly getting hard once more. She bit her lip seductively as Brad mounted her, grabbing her legs and putting them over his shoulders as he slid his cock inside her sweet wet pussy. Sarah moaned with pleasure, reaching for a pillow to muffle her sounds as Brad started to fuck her. His cock thrust hard and deep inside of her, sliding every last inch inside of her before pulling back and sliding back in. Sarah let Brad fuck her, enjoying the sensation of her brother's cock inside her pussy. She wrapped her legs around his neck as he started to fuck her harder. Brad fucked her hard and deep, his cock fucking her harder and harder with every thrust. He thrust his cock balls deep inside his sister, a shiver going down his spine as his sister moaned with lust and desire. He slammed his cock into her wet hole. Pounding her pussy for all it was worth. Sarah's pussy was open for the fucking and Brad took it. His cock slammed into her deeper and deeper, fucking her so hard his balls slapped against her ass. Sarah reached down to cup and squeeze his balls when they slapped against her, not wanting to make too much noise. She licked her lips and looked at Brad as he fucked her. Moaning so only he could hear as she stared at him as he fucked her. She could have never imagined she would end up spending her family vacation with her brother's cock buried inside her pussy every chance she got. But now she could never imagine not having his cock inside her pussy, she simply had to have it. "Mmmmm, yes Brad fuck me...fuck me....fuck your sister," she grunted. Her chest heaved as her orgasmed rose. Brad's cock fucked her faster and faster, his balls throbbing in her hand. "Uh uh uh uh...yes Brad....mmmmm fuck yes.....your cock feels so good," she moaned, her eyes rolling into the back of her head as she thrust back against his meat. Brad listened to his sister whispering to me, groaning with lust he THRUST deep inside of her again. He felt her cunt squeeze his cock as she started to orgasm, she grabbed the pillow again and threw it over her mouth as she let out her pleasure. Brad grunted and started to cum inside her tight box. He shot his load deep inside of her, holding onto her thighs as he fucked her and unloaded inside her hot wet pussy. Sarah's breathing shortened as she came, her juices flowing over his cock as he filled her with his cum. They thrust against each other as their ograsms peaked and then came down, moaning together. Brad pulled out of his sister, grabbing a towel to catch any excess cum as he moved up beside his sister. Lying beside her in the tent as they fell asleep together. III Brad woke up the next morning to his sister once again riding his morning hardon. Sarah smiled down at her brother and leaned over to kiss him good morning. Brad kissed her back and flexed his cock as she bounced up and down it. His cock was coated in her juices (she had already cum twice on it) as she slide up and down his rigid cock. Sarah bounced happily on her brother's cock, her breasts bouncing with her. Brad and Sarah could hear the rest of their family outside their tent as they went about their day, not knowing Sarah's pussy was gliding up and down her brother's rock hard cock. Brad reached down and rubbed her dripping pussy as she rode his cock, coating his hand in her juices. He rubbed her ass hole with her juices, making it glisten in the morning sunlight. Sarah moaned as she fucked her brother, squeezing her own breasts as she rode his cock, enjoying herself impaled on his cock. Brad smiled, "I love fucking your pussy Sarah but I'd like to ass your ass to the list of holes of yours that I've fucked," he said. Sarah bite her lip in desire, "oooohhhh, don't say things like that Brad, you'll make me moan so loud everyone will find out," she cooed. Brad chuckled, "so that's a yes?" he asked. Sarah smiled down at her brother and nodded. She lifted off of his cock, her pussy feeling an emptyness she soon filled with her fingers. Sarah bent over for her brother as he started to coat her asshole with her juices, lubricating her virgin ass. Sarah buried her face in her pillow again when he started to lick her ass, adding his saliva to her glistening ass. Brad moved up and aimed his cock at her ass and then pushed the head inside of her. Her ass was incredibly tight. Sarah pushed back against her brother's cock, lust effecting her brain as she muffled her moans of pleasure in the pillow. Brad grunted as he pushed deeper and deeper inside her ass. He fucked her hard and slow, moving deeper with each thrust. Sarah pushed back against his invading cock, taking all of it that she could in her ass. Sarah started to cum as Brad fucked her virgin ass. She buried her fingers in her cunt as Brad fucked her harder and harder. He fucked her extremely tight ass for it was worth as she thrust back against her, wanting and needing more of his cock. The fucked like animals in the tent, fucking each other as the rest of their family wondered why they weren't out of the tent yet and put it up to them just being classic lazy teenagers. It was at that moment that Brad could hold out no longer and exploded in his sister's tight ass, coating her insides with his hot cum as Sarah orgasmed again, drenching her sleeping bag. Brad slumped down beside his sister, "oh fuck that was intense,"he groaned. Sarah was too spent to even talk. She nodded her head in contented agreement and kiss her brother softly on the lips once more as her ass and pussy buzzed with excitement at the same time. IV Brad and Sarah continued to fuck each other's brains out for the rest of the vacation. Taking nature walks deep into the forest to be alone where Brad could stuff his cock inside his sister's pussy, they fucked day and night. By the time the vacation was over Brad had fucked everyone of his sister's holes numerous times and on one special occasion the siblings watched his cum leak out of her pussy, ass and lips. Later, after the family had said their goodbyes, packed up and was driving back to civilization Kelly commented to her husband how little Brad and Sarah had complained during the reunion compared to previous years. Tom shrugged his shoulders, "maybe they finally realized these family reunions can actually be fun," he said. In the backseat as the dozed together, Brad and Sarah smiled. The End to be continued??? Incest Interview: Lexi This is the first part of a project I decided to work on with interviews from real people involved in incestuous relationships. I have changed any identifying information but kept everything else as is. This is not meant to be purely erotic literature, though there is an erotic element. I do not vouch for the 100% validity of the story though I believe it provides a good view into real-life incest. Any spelling or grammatical errors were not fixed and the story was not altered in any way. Enjoy. ***** This particular interview is between me and Lexi. Lexi is 26 years old and has had an incestuous relationship with her brother. Me: How/when did it start with your brother? Lexi: I was 18 and he was 24. We have always been close and I've told him everything. When I was dating a guy, I told him everything. Well we were on vacation and I had just broke up with a guy and was pretty upset. We got drunk one night and let's just say he comforted me... Me: Very nice, lucky brother. I'm jealous. Where did it go from there? Lexi: He was telling me that I was too good for my Ex and other stuff that your family says to make you feel better. But then he made a comment about how awesome my rack was and that my Ex was crazy to let me go based on that. Well I was rather tipsy and stated teasing saying things like: they aren't that big. Then I took my shirt off and he was looking at me with pure lust in his eye. It excited me so I started teasing more..playing with my nipples and I watched him put his hand down his pants and start stroking his cock. Me: Very sexy. I wish I could see that. What happened after that? L: It was pretty hot! I really wanted to see his cock at that point. I told him since I showed him my titties, it's only fair he showed me his. He smiled and pulled down his shorts. He was pretty back and rock hard by that point. Me: I bet, I would be too. L: He told me that he has had a fantasy about me tasting his cock for years. I got on my knees right in front of my brother and took his cock in my mouth. Me: Wow, very nice. Your brother is one lucky guy. Tell me more. L: I started to kiss the tip of his cock then ran my tongue along this shaft nice and slow. I looked at his face one last time just to make sure it was okay. The look of ecstasy on his face was undeniable. Then I took his cock into my mouth and started sucking. I took him so deep. He started to thrust his hips and fuck my face. He grabbed my hair and forced my head down, making me gag on him. Me: Very nice, did you like him fucking your face? What happened next? L: I loved it and so did he. Then he told me he was going to cum. I've never let a guy cum in my mouth before. But I loved my brother. I wrapped my lips tight around his cock and he started to shoot his load, his cock twitching in my throat. Me: Very hot. How did it taste? L: It tasted amazing. He's still the only guy I let cum in my mouth! Me: Lucky him! L: He is lucky, because after that I let him fuck me. Me: Tell me about that. L: So after I swallowed his huge load, some hot cum running down my chin, I told him that I wanted more. He kissed me deeply, it was so urgent, and he pulled down my shorts and panties. He said it was a dream come true and he bent me over the couch we were sitting on. He kissed me back all the way down to my ass. Then he got on his knees and ran his tongue over my ass. Before I know it he was rimming my hole and eating my ass. My pussy was so insanely wet. When I started to beg, he spread my legs and slide his cock deep inside my slick wet cunt. Me: Nice. Keep the story coming. L: Well he started to slide his cock in and out of me. I was so turned on, I begged him to fuck me hard. His cock was big and filled my hole. He started to pound me. He fucked me from behind then turned me over and put my legs over his shoulders. My tits were bouncing like crazy and he told me I was his hot little sister and he was going to cover me in cum. I came so hard. Screaming for him. Then he pulled his cock out and shot jizz all over my big tits. I was covered in so much cum. It just kept draining his cock on me. Me: Very hot. Again, I'm jealous. L: It was so good. Tell me what turns you on about incest? Me: Just the taboo and forbidden nature of it. It's a dirty little secret and I think that makes it hotter. Speaking solely from the outside, it's also an interesting dynamic for a relationship in that you gotta keep it hidden from the rest of your family, your friends, etc. I'm always interested in hearing about how it has affected other relationships with the family and just regular dating. What turns you on about it? L: I like the thrill definitely. I was always turned on by doing something people consider wrong. The sneaking around is fun, after the first time, we did it a lot in our parents house but it's been a year since. Me: Cool. Somethings are just a lot more fun when you know they're wrong. Have you ever told anyone you know about it or has anyone ever found out? L: I told my best friend Bc she always had a crush on my bro and I couldn't not tell her. She was freaked out at first but then started asking lots of questions. Me: What did you tell her? How did she take it? L: Well I was pretty desperate to tell someone...she was remarking on how sexy my brother was and I let it slip that he had a big dick. She laughed and seemed confused. She asked how I knew that. Before I said another word, I swore her to secrecy. Then I told her about our "experience". She thought I was kidding but then seemed kinda freaked out. I told her we were drunk to make it less disturbing. She finally came around when I told her it wasn't so odd and really no guy will care about me as much as my big bro. Me: Glad she came around on it. Has it affected any of your other romantic relationships? Where do you see it going with your brother? L: I'm in a relationship now and I don't have sex with my brother. My boyfriend doesn't know and I won't tell him. He is very vanilla in bed and I don't think he can handle it. My brother and I have an agreement to only fool around when both of us are single. Me: That's good. Sorry your bf is so vanilla, but it's good to have other relationships and not let your 'taboo' interfere with it. L: I agree. Is there a particular incestuous relationship that really turns you on? I like Daddy daughter scenarios a lot. Me: I like mom-son a lot. Probably because I'm a young male who likes older women. I like father-daughter and brother-sister a lot too. I really enjoy ones where the male is rough and/or has some control over the female. Not like rape or anything, but a Dominant type thing. L: I really love to be dominated. I think that's why I am drawn to my brother. He is very protective, controlling even. After our first encounter, he ha Me: Haha, good. I'm not super dominant, but I do like to have control and be rough. What all have you two done with each other? L: I really like rough sex. I love being held down. I've had him tie up my wrist and lick my pussy until I couldn't take anymore. He has fucked every hole I have. Me: Very sexy, I'm definitely very jealous of him now. L: Do you have any siblings? Me: I have a brother, no other siblings. Sadly, no family members I'm interested in sexually. L: That's no fun lol. Have you found many other people that have had these experiences? Me: Probably more than you'd expect, but not a lot. A good percentage of the responses are guys just making up a story. L: Yea, it seems like guys really tend to get off on the idea. I haven't talked to anyone else that actually had sex with a family member. Me: Definitely. Much more popular of a fantasy than people realize. You'd be surprised at how many people have had consensual sexual relationships with family members. I'm no psychologist, but some of the people I've talked to have had pretty unhealthy relationships (which I don't like and avoid delving into), some seem like they have very healthy relationships, and the rest, as I said, just make shit up. How healthy do you feel your relationship has been? L: I feel like our relationship is rather healthy. We have boundaries when it comes to put primary romantic relationships which I believe is appropriate. I also think that our relationship was consensual and because I was of age it was more acceptable. I think if I was younger and more impressionable it would have had a negative impact. I have always been mature and self aware and I think that has allowed me to be safe in this relationship. Me: That's the impression I got from our conversation. Being able to put primary relationships first is very important and something some people seem to struggle with. It also seems to be very important that everyone involved is at a certain maturity level. Even non-incestuous relationships where one party is very impressionable and taken advantage of are very unhealthy. It's why it's often not healthy for younger women to try to have real, meaningful relationships with significantly older males. L: I agree with you. I believe that any real or perceived power differential is toxic in any romantic relationship. You seem to have a lot of insight about relationships. Is this an area of interest for you? Me: Agreed. I understand D/s relationships from a sexual point, but outside of the bedroom they often aren't the healthiest. The really unhealthy aspect is when one party believes they have a true, serious relationship and the other party is just using them for sex. Even if there is a power differential the relationship can be healthy as long as one side isn't just using the other side. It is a bit of an interest of mine. I'm very intrigued by how people work in various forms of relationships and the risks or benefits of the relationship. Honestly, the interest in incest relationships started as a purely sexual thing, but through talking to people I quickly became interested in the actual relationship side more than just the sexual side. L: I find people in relationships fascinating as well. I love to find out motives and different kinds of desires and such. I definitely enjoy domination in a strictly sexual sense but outside the bedroom I prefer to be equal with my partner. I think sex is a time to let loose and just be in a fantasy. Me:! could not agree more. The basis for desires has interested me for awhile, especially when looking at and examining how past problems often manifest over and over again. For example, the way someone who was sexually assaulted often is sexually and emotionally attracted to people similar to their assaulter who basically just use them and the way it creates an ugly cycle of abuse and bad relationships. I am lucky and do not have those issues, but I have known people close to me who really needed to look at that cycle and get treatment for it. Of course, that is different than just enjoying being dominated or someone being rough just in bed, which is very common and not usually based on any kind of past trauma. L: Very true. It's amazing how these patterns play out and people are completely unaware. I actually work with people that have had extreme trauma, often sexual. So you mentioned your interest in domination, have you had a D/s relationship? What kind of stuff are you into? Me: No, I'm not dominant enough for a real D/s relationship. I can be a little rough sometimes, but not too often and not really dominant. I don't have any really specific or crazy things I'm into. I always like trying new things so I'm kind of into a little of everything I guess. You? L: I really like to be restrained. I want the guy to take charge, bend me over a desk and such. I'm really into giving head. I love guys that want to cum on me. I like pretending it's against my will. But then after I need to feel like they aren't just using me. Me: Nice, when the mood strikes me I love to take charge and restrain a bit, bend over something, etc. Naturally, as a male, I love getting head but also absolutely love going down on a woman. Surprisingly, I've never been that into cumming on someone. I've done it, and enjoy it a bit, but it's not something I've ever been big into. Actually kind of odd because I love it in porn. L: I love a guy that likes to eat pussy. I get so turned on by it that I lose control, it's really erotic to be restrained for that. I don't know what it is about a guy shooting his load on me? I guess I think it's kinda dirty so it seems wrong. How about anal sex? Any interest? Me: Eating pussy is probably my favorite sexual activity. I think the cumming on someone is big because it's dirty and a little degrading. I enjoy anal a lot if the woman is into it. L: I'm really into anal. My brother was the first guy to fuck my ass. Like you, he was into going down on my, he would lick me everywhere and then my ass before he slid his cock inside. It was so pleasurable. I loved it ever since. Me: Nice! Very sexy, jealous of your brother once again. L: He is very adventurous, I like that about him Me: Good. What other adventurous things did he introduce you to? L: I had my first lesbian experience while my brother watched. Me: Wow, very nice. Who was the lucky girl? L: It was a chick he went to college with, I guess his friend with benefits. She was very open-minded clearly. It was pretty fun, I kinda liked it Me: Very cool. Did she know you were his sister? L: Yea. She had been to our house for dinner 2 years earlier Me: Nice, sounds like a fun gal. Surprised she went for it and your brother just watched. Any other especially interesting experiences? L: Oh he did more than watch. He had sex with both of us Me: Well, I've decided that your brother is the luckiest man alive. L: lol I wonder if he knows that Me: Haha, probably not. Any other notable incidents? L: No other really kinky things. Just pushing limits so we almost get caught. We would have sex while on vacation with the rest of our family. I think we have had sex in most positions. Me: Nice. Any really close calls with getting caught? L: My uncle overheard us once, he assumed my bro had another girl in his room and he kept making comments that my bro was a man. It was pretty hard to keep a straight face Me: Haha, awkward. So what fantasies do you have that you haven't been able to live out yet? L: I would like to have a 3some with my bro and another guy. I'd like to be fucked and suck cock at the same time. Me: Nice, I've had one mfm threesome and loved it. L: Really? Tell me about it. Me: It was almost 4 years ago. I was staying in a hotel in DC for work just after college. I was horny and wanted to try a threesome so I posted an ad on Craigslist one night. Sure enough, a couple replied. They were probably mid to late 30s and the wife was pretty attractive so I told them what hotel I was at and they came over. As soon as they came in she got on her knees and undid my pants to start sucking me off. The guy got his pants off and she sucked us both off for a bit. After a little while the husband put her on the bed and started fucking her while she sucked me. It didn't take long for me to cum and she swallowed it all. I pulled away for a second and played with her tits while he fucked her and I got hard again. Once I was hard, we switched spots and I started fucking her while she sucked him. Shortly after he came in her mouth I came in her pussy. Then we all caught our breath for a minute, got dressed, and they left. L: That's hot, do you like when a girl swallows your cum? Me: Yes I do. L: I love the taste of my brother's cum. He loves to cum in my mouth and watch me swallow it Me: Any other fantasies that you're interested in? L: I guess at times I think about my dad catching my brother and I and then joining in. I may have had a rape fantasy or two, nothing too hardcore but just someone sneaking into my apartment and fucking me awake. Me: I definitely understand the dad fantasy. I think a lot of people into incest have the fantasy of being caught. Mild rape fantasies can be fun. I like your idea of being asleep and being fucked awake by someone. L: I love cum all over my tits. So any fantasies you're really into? Me: My biggest is that I really want to be a part of a gangbang. I don't think I have the intestinal fortitude to actually go through with one, but I love the thought of it. L: The closest I ever got to that is I had sex with an Ex in front of 5 of his frat brothers. The guys were jerking off and such but I wasn't fucked by any of them. ***** From there we discussed a few other topics but I decided to cut off the conversation there. I understand that it is not a perfectly executed interview as I did not intend for it to turn into this project. Let me know what you think. If you have any experiences you would like to share feel free to contact me. Incest Is Best I live in a very open family. We talk about everything, and we joke around with each other and tease each other. It's a lot of fun, with me and my sister, Jen, and my parents. For a brother and sister, we get along pretty well. When we were younger we took baths together, up until we were about ten. But even then, we were never really embarrassed to see each other naked. We would walk out of our rooms to the shower and back without covering up, and it was no big deal. Even our parents would sometimes walk around naked, or my mom would be wearing only panties while she made breakfast. When I turned fifteen or so, I began to experience sexual feelings whenever I saw my sister or my mother naked. It was usually never enough to give me an erection, though sometimes it did. I couldn't help myself, and after a while my mom began to notice that I was uncomfortable whenever she or my sister was naked. It wasn't like they would walk around naked all the time, but if it was hot then they would go topless, and while they were getting ready, they would be mostly naked. So one day my mom told me that I shouldn't be embarrassed if I got an erection. She gave me the "it's only natural" speech, but I was still embarrassed. However, the next time I had an erection when my sister came by naked, I know she saw it and yet she didn't seem put off by it. She acted as if it was completely normal, and maybe she even expected it. Neither my mother nor my sister relented in their nudity. My dad was naked a lot too, mostly after he came home from work and showered. We ate a lot of dinners in the nude, and after a while it felt great, and I wasn't nervous about getting an erection around my family. In fact, one time my sister sat playfully on dad's knee just for a moment, and he started to get hard. Both my sister and my mom teased him about it, and he laughed with them. Things were great at my house, and the summer when I was eighteen they became unbelievably better. My sister was one year older than me, and my parents were both in their early forties. By this time I was glad erections were accepted in my family, because my sister had developed a smoking body. Usually the thing that got me every time was her glorious ass. Occasionally, when we were alone, I would brush up behind her so I could grind into her ass. I don't think it was really sexual for her, but she always smiled and gave me a sensual remark jokingly. Of course, by this time I was a frequent masturbator. This wasn't always easy, since my mom and sister would always walk into a room without knocking. A few times I would be laying on me bed jacking off, and my mom would come in with some laundry, or my sister would come in to borrow something. Being nude, there was no way to cover up. But they didn't seem to mind, they would see me with my dick in hand and act as though I was simply preoccupied. "Oops, just let me set this here" or "Let me just grab this and I'll be out of here". They knew I was whacking it, but they accepted it as normal. It was when I started walking in on Jen masturbating that things changed. I opened her door and walked into her room to see her fingering herself on the bed. She closed her legs around her hand, her other hand fondling her breast. She had a nice medium rack. Considering she and my mother almost never wore bras, they had great tits, firm and pert. "Oh, sorry," I said, just standing there. She smiled, not seeming embarrassed. "That's okay." I went to retrieve a CD she had borrowed, and saw that she was waiting for me to leave. "Don't stop on my account," I said. After a few seconds, while I took my time finding the CD, she began to fondle her breast again. Then when I turned, she had resumed fingering herself, but not as actively. I stood there watching her for a moment, and I was beginning to get hard. "Look at you," she teased. "Am I turning you on?" "Sorry," I said, a little embarrassed. Jen opened her legs very sensually, licking her lips, and slowly massaged her mound. She was such a tease. "You think you're the only one who gets off when you're alone?" she said. "I know when you're jacking off in your room, or in the bathroom." I laughed nervously. "How often do you do it?" She shrugged, propping herself up on her elbows. Her breasts were pushed out, giving my a pleasing view of her cleavage. "A couple times a week," she said casually. "Why?" "No reason, just curious. Has mom ever seen you?" "Sure, she knows I do it. She knows we both do it. It's normal." I sat on the edge of her bed. I was used to the sight of her naked body, and quite a sight it was. But now it was different, we were both aroused. I was still hard, and I could smell the scent from her sex. Her arousal wasn't fading. "If it's normal," I said smoothly, "then why are we doing it in private?" She smiled, knowing where I was going with this. She cocked her head. "What are you saying?" she asked, playing along. "Maybe we could help each other out." Just then she ran her hand up and down my chest. I let out a moan. "What if mom sees us?" Jen asked. "What do you think she'll do?" I knew my mom pretty well, and we were a very open family to the point of intimate. But this was beyond that, this was purely sexual. I loved my sister very much, but this was not a romantic encounter. I could see the lust in her eyes. She wanted it as much as I wanted it. I began to stroke my dick, and she resumed rubbing her pussy. I felt like I was going to cum very soon, so I relaxed and enjoyed the sight of Jen getting off. Her eyes were glued on my rock hard penis as she frigged herself. Her free hand played with her tits, pulling at her nipples. When she started to tense up, I couldn't help but resume stroking myself. She groaned and threw her head back, and I knew she had cum. She whined and bucked her hips, and her breathing was erratic while she climaxed. By the time she finished, it was all I could do to keep from squirting my load. She breathed deeply and looked down at me. "You didn't cum?" she asked in surprise. She scooted closer to me and put her hand on my thigh. "Cum on my stomach." She put her legs on either side of me and pulled me to her until our groins almost touched. My balls were slapping her cunt as I jerked off. When she touched my chest, I couldn't take it any more. I grunted and released my semen onto her. Jen smiled in delight as my cum roped over her flat stomach. When I was finished, I had left five very powerful jets of sperm all over her. She touched it and rubbed it around. "I've never seen it this close before," she said. I sat back and sighed, taking in the sight of her naked body with my cum all over it. She smiled as her eyes met mine. "That was fun," she said, tugging at my dick. "What next?" "How about dinner?" came a voice from the doorway. Our heads whipped around to see mom standing in the doorway, wearing only a pair of panties. She smiled as she saw our guilty expressions. "Come on, you two. Your father is waiting." Mom left, and I just stared at Jen. Jen got up and cleaned herself off. I followed her out to the kitchen. We ate dinner without saying anything about what had happened. I don't think mom told dad, because he didn't act any differently, but Jen and I exchanged looks every once in a while, and mom seemed to enjoy us being uncomfortable. When we were finished, dad went to the living room and mom told us to wait. "I didn't tell your father," she said to us. "I'm not sure how he'd react, so maybe you should keep this between us." "Okay," I nodded. Jen nodded too. "Eventually we'll let him in on our secret," mom winked. "Until then just be discreet when he's home. I don't mind if you do it." I couldn't believe what I heard. She wasn't telling us to stop, she was giving us permission to continue. Jen was a bit surprised too, though maybe not as much. "You don't mind if we…you know, get off with each other?" Mom smiled. "You mean you haven't had sex yet? I just assumed that this was not the first time." I got hard thinking about my own mom advocating sexual relations with my sister. She saw my dick growing and laughed. "So virile," she joked. "Maybe I'll have to get in on that sometime." Mom got up and started clearing the dishes, and before I could say anything, Jen grabbed my hand and led me off to my bedroom. She shut the door, and broke out laughing. "Can you believe mom said that?" I started to relax and laugh a bit. "Yeah, I know. She must have seen everything, and she's okay with it." "Okay with it?" Jen said. "She wants in on it." "But, do you…really want to fuck?" She looked puzzled. "What do you mean?" "I'd like to, don't get me wrong. But if you don't, then that's okay with me too. Whatever." She smiled and punched my arm. "Of course I want to fuck. Don't you? Knowing that mom knows what's going on, and that she wants to watch us, and maybe even join us?" I nestled up to her, our bodies pressing against each other. Her breasts felt great crushed against me. We kissed, somewhat passionately. It may have been slightly romantic, but it was mostly a lustful kiss. Jen giggled as I ground my dick into her stomach. "Wait," she said, breaking off our kiss. "Is this your first time?" I nodded. "What about you?" "Mine too." She smiled. "Wow, we're going to lose our virginity together." I was so hard, I just wanted to jump her and let my instincts take over. She seemed to be pondering something else. "Maybe we should let mom watch us," she said. "Since she's being so cool with all this, and she seemed kind of turned on." "You want mom to watch us fuck?" "Yeah, it would be sexy. She knows what we're doing anyway, so we might as well include her." It was turning me on to think of mom watching us go at it. Before I could open the door, Jen grabbed my dick and started rubbing it. "Of course," she said sexily, "we could have a little fun first." She kneeled in front of me and began sucking my dick. I closed my eyes and tilted my head back. She was pretty good at it, maybe she was a virgin but she seemed to know what she was doing. Her tongue was all over my shaft, and then she circled the head while she played with my balls. I didn't let her go too far, though. "If I cum now, I might not have enough energy left in me for fucking," I told her. She kissed my dick and we left the room. We would have to avoid dad, but he was busy watching TV. Mom was still in the kitchen. She saw us coming and smiled. "Finished already?" she smirked. "Mom," Jen started, "would you…uh, well…we want you to watch us." Mom seemed surprised. "What?" "If you know what we're doing," I said, "and you don't mind us doing it, then you should join us." Mom couldn't keep the smile from forming in the corner of her mouth. "You two want your mother to watch you have sex?" Jen seemed a bit embarrassed. "Well, see, it's our first time, for both of us." "I would be delighted to watch you," mom said. "Let's go to the bedroom." We followed mom to her bedroom, since it had a king size bed. She quickly stripped off her panties, making me wonder if she was planning on joining in. She sat on the edge of the bed and patted it. "Come over here," she instructed. Jen hopped onto the bed and lay on her back. I nervously joined her, sitting next to her. I felt nervous since it was my first time and someone was watching us. "Just let me watch," mom said. "I'm not going to say anything, I just want to see it happen." Jen pulled me on top of her, my dick burrowing between her thighs. She kissed me, as if suddenly energized. I think having mom watching us was really turning Jen on. Her hands were all over my body. Mom was silent, but she moved her head close so she could see the action. I moved into position, and Jen spread her legs. Her neatly trimmed cunt was displayed to me and mom. Mom seemed to be eyeing it very intently. I grabbed my dick and pointed it at her opening. I gently thrust forward, careful not to go too deep. Jen sighed as I entered her. She was incredibly tight, much more so that I expected. The three of us were staring at my dick gently probing her pussy. I felt her hymen stop me, and I glanced up to Jen. She nodded, and I continued further. When it gave way, Jen gasped. Mom smiled approvingly. I buried myself as far as I could go and held it inside of her. Jen began to shudder, and to mom's and my surprise, she had an orgasm. Her face contorted and her hips bucked against me. Her vaginal muscles clenched tightly around my shaft, tugging at me seductively. I couldn't thrust otherwise I might lose it. After Jen's orgasm faded, mom put her hand on Jen's thigh, lightly rubbing it. Jen smiled at her, breathing heavily. I began to thrust, slowly at first. Then I put my hands on her tits and began to hump her with more vigor. I fondled her tits while she moaned and whined. Mom watched excitedly as I slid in and out of Jen, her face inches away from us. I was really going at it, and the sounds Jen were making were heightening the pleasure. "Where should I cum?" I asked mom huskily. "In her pussy," she answered quickly. "But…" "Don't worry, a mother has to make sure her daughter knows about birth control before starts having sex." I glanced to Jen, and her face told me that everything was fine. I assumed that she was probably taking birth control pills, and resumed fucking her. Jen was starting to increase the volume of her cries until she had another orgasm, a very loud one. She wrapped her legs around my waist and dug her heels into my buttocks. This time her tight pussy clenching around my dick was too much for me. I groaned and released my semen into her. I came in long, powerful jets. Mom was delighted that I was coming in Jen's pussy. My grunts were overpowered by Jen's cries, and her orgasm lasted through mine. When I finished spurting my cum into her belly, I slowly pulled out. Without warning, mom grabbed my dick and stuck it in her mouth. Her tongue polished me off, and I got the feeling she really liked the taste of pussy juice. Jen smiled at me. "Oh god, that was good," mom said. Then she leaned over and licked Jen's pussy. "Mmm," Jen moaned. "I didn't know you liked pussy, mom." "I like yours," mom replied. "You kids got me so hot, watching that dick fuck your pussy. It was all I could do not to join in." I caressed mom's large tits. "Maybe you should." Mom stopped licking Jen's pussy long enough to kiss me on the lips. "What about dad?" Jen said. "Yes, we will have to include your father in this," mom said. "Do you think he'd be okay with it?" Mom smiled. "I can persuade him. But Jen, I should warn you, he'll want to fuck you. Are you alright with that?" Jen smiled. "He wants to fuck me?" "He's told me on a few occasions that he's fantasized about getting up your pussy." Mom's fingers traced up and down Jen's slit as she said this. "I'll fuck dad if I can fuck you," Jen said devilishly. Mom kissed Jen on the lips. The sight of them tonguing each other got me rock hard again. Mom was really getting into it with her, so I got behind her and opened her ass up. Mom gasped, but didn't move to stop me. I positioned my dick at her pussy and thrust it up into her. Mom groaned into Jen's mouth, and Jen started rubbing her well-fucked pussy. Mom wasn't nearly as tight as Jen, but she moved her hips and squeezed my shaft much more expertly. After I got a rhythm going, mom bent down and began licking Jen's pussy again. Before long she was eating her out quite loudly. Jen was saying dirty, obscene things, chiding us on. Mom had a mouthful of pussy when I felt her tense up and suddenly she shuddered. Her orgasm was much bigger than Jen's had been. Mom whimpered into Jen's mound as she came. I felt like I could do this forever. After Jen came, I turned Mom over and fucked her face to face. I wanted to watch her tits bounce while I stuffed her pussy. Jen caressed mom's tits with one hand and my balls with the other. The double stimulation was building my orgasm faster. "I'm gonna cum," I said. "Squirt in mom's pussy," Jen said. "Cum in her like you did in me." My announcement threw mom into another orgasm, and as her body twitched underneath me, I cried out and my cum shot up into her belly. I came with even more force than I had with Jen. After several powerful spurts, I leaned over mom and panted heavily. She was out of breath too. "That was so fucking good," mom said, lightly stroking my head. Jen kissed mom, their tongues wrestling each other. After a while, we all relaxed on the bed. "How will we tell dad?" Jen asked. "We'll all go out to the hot tub," mom said. "After we're all relaxed, put your hand on his dick. We'll take it from there." Jen smiled. "I can't wait to fuck him." She leaned over and kissed me on the lips. "I hope he's as good as you are." I was exhausted, but soon I felt mom's mouth on my dick again. It was going to be a long night. Incest Is Best The world was finally changing. A bill had been introduced to the House of Commons, asking for the approval of incest between consensual partners. Fathers and daughters, mothers and sons, siblings and grandparents rejoiced and fucked like bunnies that day. So many people were happy except for the congregation of Rev. Tom Cummings. Weeks before he had preached a sermon so inspirational and moving all those who had even the smallest urge to nibble on their daughters pussies vowed to change their ways. "The world is going to Hell in a hand basket! The world is on the verge of chaos ... this is only the beginning Anne!" Rev. Cumming raged to his wife as she fixed him breakfast. His pretty 19 year old daughter Kimmy walked over to the kitchen counter and poured herself a cup of her mother's wonderful hot coffee. Eyeing her father with amusement, she wondered what he would say if he knew his brother had already asked her to "sample his basket". She smiled remembering his pleasure when she'd sampled his "basket" and polished off his "sausage". If only her own father shared her Uncle's free love philosophy. "Oh Daddy, the bill has not been approved yet and it may never be approved. However the reasons for keeping incest a moral and criminal taboo no longer exist. People are now able to guard against unwanted pregnancies and possible birth defects. Besides, I doubt it will ever pass, it's too much fun to do something naughty," Kimmy smirked at her father over the rim of her "I Don't Do Mornings" coffee mug. He looked so distinguished and serious in his tweed jacket and white collar. His pepper and salt hair brushed back from his high forehead and his grey eyes a perfect match for his scowling face. "Young lady, shouldn't you be getting ready for school?" asked Rev. Cumming, arching an eyebrow at his lovely daughter. She had a thin white nightgown on and he could make out the red outline of her bikini panties. Her long black hair fell straight onto to the graceful shoulders of a born dancer and her large hazel eyes held a mischievous twinkle that her father always had trouble denying. She stood 5 ft 3 in heels and her large breasts stood proudly on her small frame, heavy and bouncy and perfectly round with large pink nipples. Her sweet ass was a handful of sexual delight and it was no wonder that every man she'd ever known was like a slave to her wants and needs, including her father. "Nope, Professor Longfellow is away today and had to cancel class. I just have my night class tonight Daddy. What are your plans today? Counselling lovelorn couples or depressed sex perverts?" Kimmy teased. "Kimberly, your father does not counsel sex perverts ... just sex addicts. Be respectful" Anne Cummings admonished, handing the good minister his planner. Anne was a tall woman and Kimmy had inherited her great figure but unfortunately Anne was a very serious, devote Christian. The perfect wife for an ambitious Minister wanting to be Bishop some day, but not a woman to make a man happy or joyful. She seldom smiled or laughed. "I certainly hope you don't plan to hang around the house all day Kimberly, you should go find something constructive to do. You know I'll be gone all day, thanks to the lady's auxiliary bake sale and flea market. You could come and help out," Anne offered. "Actually, I thought I would help Daddy today, if it's ok with him? I noticed your office was pretty messy and I thought I could organize your files or help in some other way. What do you say Daddy?" Kimmy asked hopefully, giving her father her "sweet and innocent" look she'd perfected years ago. "Kimberly I doubt your father would approve of you getting underfoot while he tries to work," Anne scowled as she cleared the table. Kimmy pouted at her father and wished for the hundredth time in her life that her mother's lips were sown shut. Sitting down in the chair across from her father, she decided to change tactics. "Please Daddy! I never get to see you lately and I had some questions for you regarding a paper I'm working on in my Contemporary religion class. I won't get in the way, I promise," Kimmy begged ignoring the look on her mother's face. She was facing her father, her legs slightly spread and her nightgown high up on her hips. If he looked down, which he did accidentally, he could see the red panties peeking from between her legs. Closing his eyes, he reached for his coffee and took a large swallow of the hot liquid before responding. Trying to ignore the heaviness in his balls, he shifted away from his daughter and looked down at his planner. "If you promise to not get in the way or bother Mrs. Casey, you can come with me sweetie," he answered, ignoring his wife's frown. He watched as his daughter hurried out of the room to go and get ready for the day. His wife's expression made him feel guilty for giving in to their daughter, but he reasoned, it was for school, it was a good excuse to spend time with her. In the back of his mind, he was hoping she would wear a short skirt, a tight sweater and no bra or panties and he hated himself for those thoughts. He was the biggest hypocrite he knew. A few hours later, he was finishing up a session with Edward Stone, an older man who was torn about having an incestuous relationship with his daughter. Rev. Cummings let his mind wonder and wished he could fuck his own beautiful Kimmy. God only knew how unhappy he was in his marriage. Anne was a cold fish and even he had heard about Kimmy's constant parade of boyfriends, old and young. If only he had the nerve, the balls to do it, but he knew he would never come on to his own daughter and he had his reputation in the community, in his church, to think about. His daughter was currently re-typing his budget proposal and going over his Sunday sermon. He knew her little skirt barely covered her luscious ass and wondered if he could get away with a brushing up against her with his cock. He knew from previous experience that he had to be patient and the opportunity would present itself eventually. Tom watched Edward work himself up, crying and sobbing over his lack of discipline and immoral activities. He showed the poor man patience and Christian kindness and assured him that with God's help they would cure his evil ways. The session could not end soon enough for Tom and after walking Mr. Stone to the door, went to find his daughter to see if she wanted to get some lunch. "Hey Sweetie. Need a break?" he asked brightly, finding Kimmy with her ass in the air as she added the budget files to his file cabinet. "Yep, sure Daddy, I'm starved!" They picked up some sandwiches at the deli around the corner and decided to go to the park to eat. Finding an empty picnic table they were silent for a while as they ate their lunch. "How was Mr. Stone's session," Kimmy inquired brushing her father's leg with her foot. Tom sighed, "Ok ... he has a lot to worry about right now Sweetie," he answered looking troubled. In truth he was more troubled about his own feelings. "Hmmm ... yes I've heard he's sleeping with his daughter," Kimmy smirked. "What!" the good Reverend exclaimed, shocked that his daughter was aware of Edward's scandalous lifestyle. According to Edward it was a relationship that his daughter had initiated and refused to stop. "Where did you hear about that Kimmy?" her father demanded. "Everyone knows Daddy," Kimmy snorted derisively. "Tina tells everyone that she's fucking her father," she grinned. "I wasn't aware you were friends with Tina, she's quite a bit older than you," Rev. Cummings commented mildly, "and watch your language young lady." he admonished. "I wouldn't call us friends Daddy, but I guess you could say we share similar friends," she assured her father, still grinning playfully. "So are they going to Hell Daddy?" she asked impishly. "You know my stand on this subject Kimmy, but Mr. Stone shows remorse and so maybe the Lord will show him mercy. It's all in His hands afterall." "Uhuh, Whatever," Kimmy commented lightly. "You know Daddy I'm not one of your flock so you can cut the sermon. Personally, I believe that they're not hurting anyone and so who cares? I sure don't." There, she had finally said it and so Kimmy took a deep breath and waited for her father to freak out. "You don't believe incest is wrong?" her father asked quietly, as he threw the rest of his sandwich in the trashcan. "No, I don't. In fact, I wish ..." she paused, stopping her big mouth from saying the words she'd been dying to say. "What?" Tom asked impatiently. "Finish what you were going to say. Go on ..." Tom encouraged eagerly. He had turned to stare at his lovely daughter waiting for her next words, praying her next words would set him free from the hell he had been living in for so long. "I ... I wish that you felt the same way Mr. Stone felt. I wish you ... I would love it if you felt about me ... that way ... had those kinds of desires," Kimmy spoke haltingly, breathless, praying her father would not hate her. Clearing his throat, Tom watched as she licked her lips and wondered how they would feel around his hard cock. "Do you mean, you wished I would have sex with you?" he felt compelled to ask, still not believing what he was hearing. "Yes," she answered softly. "You want to have sex with me ... fuck me? You want to sleep in my bed with me? Be my lover?" he urged, feeling his cock swell at the possibilities. He couldn't believe his daughter would want to have sex with a grey-haired, slightly chubby, 46 year old year old man who had only had one sex partner in his whole life. He used the internet like everyone else and had been tempted on more than one occasion to cheat on his cold bitch of a wife, but until this moment did not ever believe it would be with someone so beautiful, so young and so ... Kimmy. "Daddy, are you mad at me?" she asked nervously. "No Baby!" he assured her quickly, pulling her into his arms and holding her close. He could hear her breathing increase as she rubbed her breasts into his chest and held him tight. He prayed they would find a way to be together without completely ruining his life and career. "Baby you know I love you. You're the best thing in my life!" he whispered into her ear fervently. Quickly pushing her away, he scanned the park, hoping no one had seen their less than fatherly embrace. Seeing no one but children playing, he hoped their secret was safe. "C'mon Baby, lets go back to the rectory and talk. It's Mrs. Casey's half day and she should be gone by now," Tom urged pulling Kimmy to her feet and propelling her in the direction of his car. Inside the car, they were both silent, tense and eager to get back to the house and praying the housekeeper would be gone by the time they got to the rectory. Tom said he wanted to talk, but what he really wanted to do was pull every stitch of clothing off her young, beautiful body and kiss every inch and then ease his heavy cock between her legs and make her his woman for all time. He didn't want to talk, he had a wife who did nothing but talked. He wanted to fuck ... all day ... in every room until she begged him to stop. Parking the car, they found the driveway empty of Mrs. Casey's vehicle and so they rushed inside. "What time will Mom be home? Do we have much time?" Kimmy asked throatily. She pulled off her sweater and shoved her skirt down and stepping over the small bit of clothing revealing the matching sheer black bra and thong she was wearing. Her thong scarcely covered her little pussy and displayed the globes of her wonderful ass to perfection. Her bra exposed her large red, puffy nipples and white, soft skin to his ardent gaze. "My God, you are so beautiful," Rev. Cummings moaned grabbing her tits in his hands. "Take it ALL OFF," he pleaded watching the smile on her red lips widen. He was tired of fighting his feelings. Tired of denying the ache in his heart, in his mind, in his balls everyday. She was the most luscious piece of tail he'd ever had the chance to bang and the fact that she was his own daughter added to the nastiness of the situation. "Your mother won't be home for hours, but maybe ... maybe we should go somewhere else...?" Tom finally replied, unsure about what to do. Smiling, she walked over to her father, pulling at his tweed jacket, helping him get it off and then she rubbed the cloth over her body, teasing him. Then tossing the coat on the living room chair she got on her knees and grabbed his pant's buckle, but he stopped her. "We can't do this here ... I'm sorry honey, we have to think about this." He wanted to throw caution to the wind, but he couldn't be stupid about this. "Fuck!" Kimmy yelled as she fell back onto her pretty ass, pissed off at her bitch of a mother. Just then a thought popped into her head about where they could go ... somewhere she'd always wanted to fuck her father. Crawling back up on her knees, she ran her hands over her father's legs and up to his crotch. "Ok ... fine Daddy. I really need it though. I need to have you today or I don't know what I'll do," she moaned, her breath hot on his body. God, how he wanted his little whore of daughter, then and there! She always got what she wanted, he could never say no to her. He knew she had slept wife half the town, but he didn't care, he needed her too. "She could be home any minute or be home hours from now Daddy, but I know where we can go ... I know a place she won't look for us." she explained looking up into his dazed eyes. "The Church. Daddy, let's go to the Church," she suggested and seeing his incredulous stare, quickly unzipped his pants and dived for his hard cock. "Yes Daddy, don't say no ... she'll never look for us and Daddy we've come too far. You're mine now Daddy ... not God's. Let's go to the Church, please," Kimmy begged, swallowing his spicy cock "Mmm... you taste so good ... I need your baby maker Daddy ... in my little pussy ... mmm," she growned, sucking and kissing the tool that had created her. "Ok ... Ok ...," Rev. Cumming panted realizing he had lost the battle. He couldn't deny Kimmy or himself. After straightening his clothes and grabbing her skirt and sweater, they walked to the Church. Kimmy was only wearing her father's tweed jacket and he prayed no one would see them as they made the quick jaunt to the building beside their own home. The Church was new compared to most of the buildings in the town, having been rebuilt about 15 years before when the old Church was no longer able to contain Rev. Cummings many parishioners. The new Church housed about 500 bodies and was a place of pride to Tom. He had helped raise the money, picked out the site, helped design its majestic lines and personally hired the artisans to carve the pews and alter. Opening the back door they hurried inside and instead of remaining in the children's Sunday schoolroom as he thought they would, Kimmy walked to the front of the building. She wanted to fuck him on the stage, his pulpit, in front of those 500 seats that looked up at her father and up at the large wooden cross hanging overhead. Pulling at her father's jacket, she walked up the steps to the main alter and laying down on the cold wood, she opened her legs and bent her knees wide. Raising her hands above her head, she had never felt so naughty, so excited in her life. She pulled down her panties and pushed up her bra wanting her father's body, his cock. "Please Daddy, don't make me wait any longer," she pleaded in her little girl's voice. Tom watched, spellbound by his daughter's behaviour. He pulled at his pants and kicked off his shoes, wanting to be naked, wanting to feel her skin on his own. When he stood over her body, his cock pointing straight and proud, aching, he unbuttoned his shirt and went to pull his collar off. "No! Daddy leave it on ... for me," she breathed reaching down and running her fingers through her wet, bald pussy. Watching her grinding against her fingers and moaning, Tom dropped to his knees beside her and began licking her tits, his cock brushing her hip. "Mmm, you want me Daddy? You wanna fuck me? Hmmm?" she whimpered removing her fingers from her juicy slot and grabbing her father's greedy cock. "Oh ... yes Baby ... Daddy loves your body. I need to fuck you. I want you so bad Baby. I wanna kiss all your secret, naughty places," he answered running his tongue down her belly. She groaned and squeezing his balls, she ran her hands up and down the proud shaft, loving the soft, warm texture. Her mouth watered, she needed it in her hungry mouth. "Give me your cock Daddy, I'm so hungry for you," Kimmy pulled his cock to her lips and Tom closed his eyes, luxuriating in the feel of her hot mouth. Pushing his hands through her black hair, he brought her head into his lap and gently pulled her on top of him. He watched as her head bobbed up and down, licking, flicking her little tongue and under and over his cock. Her needy hands pumping and caressing his heavy sacs. He arched his hips and shoved his cock harder into her insatiable entrance, listening to the sounds of her sucking. Her moans filled the building and her hips bucked against his legs, seeking a hard object for her willing, slutty hole. Holding her head, he pushed her harder onto his cock, loving the feel of her on his body. The softness of her silky black hair falling against the sensitive flesh of his inner thighs and her pointy tits pressed to his lower thighs, rubbing and pressing into her cherry red nipples. His wife had never sucked his cock before, she had never made him feel like this, like a God. Tom was lucky if she would let him anywhere near her old slit. Kimmy released his cock and moved down his body, licking and sucking his legs, his feet and moving back up his body, kissing his face and his collar and then pushing her tongue deep into his mouth, frenching him long and deep. Breaking away once again, she grabbed his cock and began to lick and suck and then rubbed his hard flesh into her black hair. "Cum on me Daddy, cum on my hair. I wanna feel those long, wet, squirts in my hair Daddy," she begged, wrapping her hair around his cock and pumped it over and over. Feeling the warm, hot liquid rise, his cum spewed, wetting her hair, her cheek, her mouth. He felt like he had dumped buckets of cum all over his horny daughter. She licked the cum from her face and sucked hair into her mouth and moaned her delight rubbing the cum into her skin, wearing her Daddy's hot cream. Kimmy leaned over, her legs on straddling him and kissed her father, licking his lips and thanking him. She needed more from him though. She needed his hot cum inside her 19 year old slot. Kimmy rubbed her cunt over his limp prick, coating it with her juices. Tom couldn't believe what they were doing. He felt like he was locked in the most beautiful dream. "Mmm .. Did you like that Daddy? Did Mommy ever make you feel like this?" she teased, nibbling on his chin, kissing her way down his body once more. Her hands were everywhere, rubbing and touching him along his hips, his thighs, his stomach, voracious and eager and horny. "Mommy won't ever make you feel like I can Daddy," Kimmy whispered against his cock. "Oh Goddd..." he moaned as she once again took his cock in her mouth, bringing life to his naughty appendage. She sucked his cock into her mouth, then released it, lightly blowing air over it, making him tingle. Her favourite part of a man's genitals had always been the balls though, that soft, hanging tissue that drooped like tear drops. She sucked and nibbled, groaning against his cock, feeling his pubic hairs enter her nose, tickling her. Kimmy took first one ball, then the other into her mouth, paying homage to both beautiful testicals. Tom writhed and bucked against his daughter, marvelling at her expertise and passion. Her mouth danced over his cock, fastening on his balls, drawing them into her oral entrance, bathing them with her tongue. She was making sounds like an excited puppy with a favourite bone. Looking down, he smiled, watching her minister to his body. Incest Is Best When Kimmy was satisfied with the hardness of his cock, she raised her body over her father's and straddling him, slowly lowered her cunt onto his cock. Her juices oozed, quickly coating his prick and thighs. Tom groaned, luxuriating in the feel of her cunt on his hard cock. Her inner thighs tight and firm, her ass rubbing slightly against his lap. "Yesss... This is what a I want Daddy!" Kimmy whimpered as she rode her father's cock. Sounds of their fucking filled the church. Their skin slapping against each other, panting and moaning as the friction built in their bodies. Her father's hands pressed to her tits, fingers dug in so deeply she knew there would be marks left on her skin. Pushing her down onto to his cock harder and harder, she could feel his cock hitting her womb. Kimmy tossed her head and bit her lip when she felt her orgasm hit, she squeezed his hips and bucked against her daddy. Her ass jiggled and bounced, liquid flooding her insides and drenching her father. Before she had time for her shudders to quiet, her father rolled her over onto her back. He grabbed her thighs, flipping them over his back where she instinctively crossed them, holding her father close. Tom continued to pummel her insides, rubbing his cock against her sensitive clit, making her squeal. "Oh yesss.. Fuck me Daddy! Fuck me! Give it to me good!" she begged. Tom fucked her like he'd never fucked anyone before. She was every divorcee that had ever cockteased him, every whore he'd ever wanted to screw, every fuck he'd never got from his selfish wife. She was every hooker he'd ever wanted to bone but had never had the guts, every slutty parishioner who'd ever confessed their sexual sins, every bitch that had ever said no to him in college, in High School. He fucked her hard, hunching his hips, sweat pouring from his body. He growled and panted like a man possessed and knew if there was a God he was truly damned and he could care less. "You want Daddy's cock, here it is slut!" he growled, humping against her forcefully. "Daddy loves your pussy. Give it to Daddy. So soft, so smooth. Daddy loves your cunt, your ass, your tits, your nasty mouth. Yeah!" he roared feeling his daughter's hands grab his ass, squeezing her approval. He leaned over, latching onto her neck like a vampire, drawing on the sensitive skin there. She in turn, grab his collar and ripped it from his neck. Kimmy rubbed it down her body into their juices that had blended. She knew his body was about to blow its load. She rammed her body against his, relishing the feel of the friction between their sweat and cum soaked bodies. Reaching down, just as he convulsed against her, she inserted the tip of her index finger into the tiny bud of his asshole, feeling him cum against her body. "OH MY GOD!," he yelled. She squeezed her pussy muscles, feeling his cock quiver and his body shake spurting his pearly seed into her wet cunt. Her cunt gripped and trembled and milked his cock. "Yes, yes, yes Daddy. So good," she whimpered and moaned as her own orgasm hit and she rubbed her clit against his wilting cock, clutching him to her body. Their cum leaking out of her body, staining the wood beneath them. Smiling and rubbing her satiated body against her father, she kissed him, slipping her tongue into his mouth. "Oh thank you Baby," Tom moaned. "On no, thank you Daddy," Kimmy grinned, continuing her oral lovemaking. Incest really is the best! Incest is Best... Incest is Best... Put My Sisters To The Test! I came home after a 50 mile bike ride one day and found my sisters had come for a visit. This was no big deal, as they often would come home. Y'see, Megan and Nora moved out shortly after they graduated from college. This left me alone in the big house with only Mom to talk to. Mom and I have gotten along great, ever since Dad moved out to live with his little chippy girlfriend. Dad always was an asshole!!! But my sisters are two beautiful girls: Megan is 5 feet tall and has straight, medium-dark brown hair, which she wears down past her soft, pale shoulders. The part of Meg that most guys've always noticed is her bust-line: 34D!!! We always teased Meg about her big boobs when we were growing up. She's a skinny little kid with these big breasts that just grab a young man's attention and hold it for hours. She's also got blue eyes, narrow hips and a really tight ass that has always appealed to the boys, too! Nora, at 5 foot 1, with her long raven-black hair is also a knock-out! Nora's got the most beautiful smile in the world! She's got dark brown eyes and a dark complexion that give her a stunning beauty. Her breasts are perfectly proportioned for her skinny frame. She's a 34A, which is great because she is a gymnast at college. She's "the one with the big butt," as she likes to put it. It's just that she uses her muscles in her gymnastics so much and her glutes are so well developed that they look a bit big for her slender, little body. Meg and "No-No" have been my closest friends all my life. I am the oldest kid, at 24. "Meg-o" is the typical middle-child: At 22, Megan has been the peace-maker when Nora and I would fight. And we DID fight! Real tooth-and-nail fights, too! But that was some time ago. Nora, the baby-sister, is 20 and, at times, has been the coolest kid, or the biggest bitch, that I have ever met!!! "What's up, Guys?" I asked of my sisters. "Oh, we just thought you'd like some company...," Megan said. "Yeah, we just heard about you breaking up with Suzanne," Nora said. Suzanne had been my girlfriend in 7th grade. My lover in college and my fiancee` for the past 3 years. She and I had just had the biggest fight of our young lives; and afterwards, words were exchanged! We called each other things that we shouldn't have... Now, she was gone. I was really depressed. At least I had my family to console me. "C'mon, big Bubber! Let's go do something fun," Nora grinningly said to me. She always called me "Bubber" when she was a kid. And it still elicits a smile from me! She gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek and then stared at me, still grinning... I knew she wouldn't give up or go away until I gave in, so, of course, I said, "OK, already!" We both got up from the bright red couch in the living room and walked across the plush, sand-yellow carpeting into the dining room, where Meg and Mom were sitting at the table discussing Meg's current boyfriend, Digger. Apparently, Digger was a dog who was screwing another girl while he was dating my sister. Mom was certainly the one to empathize with THAT problem. She'd stayed married to our dad for almost 25 years. Dad was a dog, too!!! Well, I had vowed never to do that to a woman I loved! I just hoped Suze would forgive me and be THAT woman... "OK, where are we going?" I asked my sisters. "Out!" they both said in reply. They picked out an appropriate outfit, from my closet, for me to wear. They always had a better fashion sense than I. Heck, I'd just assume wear sweat-pants and t-shirts everywhere I went, but not tonight. No, the girls had something different planned for me... They'd selected my white, with black spots, "Cartoon Cow" shirt (so named because, while doing a stand-up comedy performance, a heckler, friend of mine commented that the shirt looked like a cartoon cow) and some really cool, pleated, Khaki-green pants with matching suspenders. My red socks and banana-yellow hightops rounded out my ensemble. I must say, I looked snazzy! I figured a dab of my sisters' favorite cologne would heighten my chances of meeting a babe and getting laid that evening! The girls looked fabulous, as usual! Megan was wearing an old, vintage, Flapper's dress from the 1920's. It was a peach colored, beaded, short dress, cut just above her knees. She also wore these cute, pink, open-toed sandals with one inch heels that lifted her tight ass up just enough to give me a hard-on! Nora was wearing a classy LBD (Little Black Dress) with matcing 2-inch, "fuck me" pumps that made her look like Mata Hari in heat. And her red lipstick and long flowing hair pulled to one side, set my baby sister's look off, as if to say, "Hi, big boy... Wanna fuck, here, on the spot?" Nora got a whiff of my cologne and swooned. She always gets high when she smells it! And, tonight, I was glad of that fact!!! ***^^^***^^^ The girls would not tell me where we were going. All they said was to relax...the night was on them! I was also to think of myself as their "pimp" for the night. They were going to be my "hookers!" Wow, I thought to myself, as I decided to go along with whatever they had planned. We pulled our car into a really nice restaurant's parking lot. This place was very ritzy. BIG $$$! Nora had dated the Maitre'D` and the Chef, at different times, of course, so we had no problem getting a great table. Luckily she had ended both relationships on good terms with both guys, or we would NOT have gotten in the parking lot, much less the best table in the house! The meal was sumptuous. Megan and I watched Nora make google eyes at the Maitre'D` all thru' the meal, tho'. We would roll our eyes back and forth to each other then break out laffing. Nora would look up and say, "What?" Meg and I would just giggle to each other--until Nora got the hint and gave us her undivided attention. "So, what's up for tonight?" I asked. "What's with dinner? Why are you two being so nice to me? What are you building up to?" I kept up the interrogation until Megan said, "Can't we just take our 'favorite' brother out to dinner without there being an ulterior motive?" Then it hit me. "OK, how much money do you need?" I asked as I reached for my wallet. "No, no, really! We just wanted to take you out for dinner," Nora said, putting her hand on my arm in a comforting manner. "Really?" I asked. "You're not fucking with me?" "No, honestly..." Megan said, "At least, not yet..." ^^**^^**^^**^^**^^**^^**^^ We left the restaurant, at Midnight, and drove to a nite club for some dancing. Swing music was playing at the club! Megan and I had been dance partners, ever since we took a class in college together. We were actually pretty good at it, too! The band was really wailin' that night, boy, let me tell ya'! Meg and I just hopped right onto the floor at the beginning of "Caravan," by Duke Ellington! The crowd was charged with electricity as we shimmied, shook and strutted across the floor! Nora found a partner and joined us. We all had a great time!!! Around three in the AM we were still charged with energy that would not calm down! But the club was closing... *Darn!* Which meant we'd have to find another outlet for our hyper-activity! When one of the girls suggested that we go down to the beach, I jumped at the chance to get out of my clothes right away, and started to take off my shoes and socks. Nora's dance partner said it was a good idea, too, so off we went, as Megan steered the car toward Clearwater Beach and the Gulf of Mexico. Once we'd parked the car and walked down to the water's edge, Nora's new friend excused himself when he saw some friends from his dorm. We bid him good night and continued our walk along the beach. With our shoes off, we walked and talked about our lives, jobs, friends, and just about anything else we could think of. When the subject of "who we were sleeping with" came up, I started to get a little aroused as my little sisters spared no details of their intimate encounters with the boys in their lives! They both looked at me, asking what my relationship with Suzanne had been like, before our "falling out." I hesitated and they could see that it was a sore subject. But I wanted to tell them. Partly, to get it off my chest, and partly to make them a little wet between their legs, because I knew that many of the things that Suze and I did were things that neither of them would ever THINK of, much less DO! I told the girls of the wild nights Suze and I had had, fucking on the very beach that we were walking on. And of the different positions that we'd tried. When I told them about anal sex, they got really interested. I'd figured that niether of them had ever tried it. Megan said that Digger had approached her with the idea, one night, and she said she'd think about it, but, just as she was ready to try it, she'd caught him in bed with her friend! I was sorry for her relationship problems and told her so. She just shrugged her shoulders and hugged me around my chest (she's 8 inches shorter than me) and started crying. I comforted her, like a big brother, and Nora came over to help out, too. We all had a good cry, standing there, on the beach, then realized it was four o'clock in the morning! "Enough of this wishy-washy shit," we said to each other and walked back to the car. Along the way, we hugged, kissed and squeezed each others' shoulders, necks and whatever else we could playfully grab onto! We got back to the car, drove home and, quietly entered the house, as we didn't want to wake up Mom. We said our "Good Nights" and went to our respective rooms to get ready for bed. We all happened to meet in the bathroom, to brush teeth, wash faces and pee. We said good night again and I went into my room and closed my door. ^^^***^^^***^^^ About 15 minutes later, I heard footsteps walking across the hallway floor. The house we lived in was very old so anyone could be heard walking around at night because the floors creaked as if the house had arthritis. I figured one of the girls had to go to the bathroom, until I heard a knock on my door. "Can I come in?" Nora asked, thru' the door. "Sure, Kiddo. What's the matter?" I said, as she came in and closed the door behind her. "All this talk about sex and stuff, got me itchy," she said, wiggling her shoulders in her purple "Snoopy" night-shirt. "OK, I'll scratch your back," I said, rubbing her between her shoulder blades. I could see her skin get goose-bumps as I continued rubbing my fingers across her back. Then she shocked the hell out of me by saying, "No, that's not where it itches. It itches down here." She lifted up her shirt and pointed to her bare pussy!!! "Nora..." I started to say, but when she put her mouth over mine, trying to kiss me, or quiet me so as not to wake up Mom, I instantly got a hard-on! Nora said, "C'mon, Bubber, I saw your dick get hard while we talked. I want you to make me cum. I've never done it before." She looked at me, pouting. I have always been a sucker for her pouty little looks! I still can't say NO to her when she does that... "Alright, but be quiet. I don't want to wake up Meg or Mom," I said, whispering to my, now-naked, baby sister. She climbed under the covers with me and laying next to me, started to stroke my erect penis. It started to hurt a bit because her hands were dry, so I grabbed some cocoa butter from my nightstand and asked her to rub some on my cock. "AHHH," was all I said, then, as she continued her ministrations on my growing meat. Nora said to me, "I learned how to do this from watching you. I used to love watching you play with yourself. You'd get all nice and hard and it would be so big and smooth and red. And then you'd get so quiet just before you'd shoot your cum all over your chest and belly! I always wanted to run up to you and lick it off your body. I used to get so excited, I'd have to go to my bedroom and put my fingers in my pussy-hole until I felt better! But, I don't think I've ever, actually, cum. Even when I'd do myself. I know none of the boys I've been with have made me cum. That's why I want you to show me how to do it!" I know I probably shouldn't have, but she was so sincere and cute. Plus there was that darn pout of hers, again. I told her I'd help, but she had to be quiet! I rolled her over, onto her back and told her to hold her knees up to her chest. I then got up to turn a light on...I wanted her to see what I was doing to her, so she could teach her boyfriends how to make her cum. We started by rubbing her nipples. She'd never had this done to her. I asked her if I could suck on them and she said OK, if I wanted to. I just looked at her firm, little breasts for a minute. God, but she had cute breasts! They were tan with big, rose colored nipples and I knew that I could get a whole one into my mouth! When I did, she almost screamed from the pleasure! I put my hand over her mouth and continued to suck, lick, nibble and kiss her little buds. She started to shake, all over, then. I told her to go with it, that she was having an orgasm! "Really?" she asked incredulously, gasping for air. "Uh huh," I told her, as she looked at me with an amazed look on her pretty face! I then stroked my finger across her torso, and licked her belly button. This got a squeal from her. She told me to do that again and I did... Same squeal. (She was so cute!) I moved my lips and tongue further down her body. I could feel the heat emanating from her tight, little, neglected hole and figured that she really didn't need much more forplay or teasing, so I ran my tongue right over her vaginal folds. When I pulled apart her lips, I could see her little clit sticking out. (Everything about her was cute! Even her little clitoris was the cutest clitoris I've ever seen!) I had to taste her... "MMMMMMMMM, Nora... You're so sweet! What is it about you that I can't resist?" I asked, between licks of her flowing pussy. She just giggled and moaned...and giggled and moaned again, as she started to cum for the second time. Just then, the door opened and we heard Megan say, "Hey, would you guys be quiet in hee-- What the fuck are you two doing in here?" Nora and I froze! We didn't know what Megan would think about us fooling around. We needn't have worried, tho' because she asked if she could "join in on the party." She took her nightgown off, then pulled her panties down and jumped into bed with us, saying, "What'd I miss?" Nora said, "I just had my first and second cum!" "Oh, yeah?" Meg asked, "How was it?" "Really great," Nora sighed. "I'll give you one, if you'll be quiet," I quietly yelled at my oldest sister! "Relax," Megan continued, "Mom can't hear us, anyway. She's such a sound sleeper. Plus, ever since she went to see David Bowie in concert, she's been partially deaf. So, I don't think we could wake her up, without some high explosives, if we wanted to..." This was true! But I still wanted to keep it quiet. The sky would be getting light in under an hour, and I had to get to work that morning. I told Megan to show Nora how to make herself cum. So Megan spread herself out on my twin bed and Nora and I watched as Megan stroked her hairy little slit to a climax! When she settled down, Megan looked at my erection and asked if I would take her anal cherry! I told her I would, but I still wanted to fuck Nora's little cunt hole!!! Nora got on her hands and knees and stuck her little ass up for me to lick. She even had a cute asshole! I grabbed my hard cock and placed the big, mushroom shaped head at the entrance to her pussy. I pushed it in, just a little bit, until just the head was inside her vagina. It felt so warm and tight and "cute" in there, I almost came right then. Maybe Nora sensed this, because she pushed back enough to get my attention off of my orgasm and back on fucking her twat! I started to thrust my hips against Nora's ass, as I plowed into her cunt-flesh! With each thrust my balls would swing and bump into her clit, giving her some extra jolts to her well-fucked body! She started cumming at that point, screaming my name, over and over, again! Meanwhile, I instructed Megan to grab my swinging balls and rub them, gently. This always makes me cum when Suzanne has done it! It worked this time, too! I grunted and pushed into Nora with all my might, wanting to get as much of myself into my baby sister as physically possible!! "GNNAAAAHHHHH!!!" I screamed, as I blasted a huge load of love sauce into her warm, wanting hole! My ejaculation caused her to cum again. The spasms from her vaginal walls were keeping my dick from going soft, so when I pulled out of her pussy and bumped the head of my dick into her clit, she had another orgasm and passed out from sheer pleasure! Megan had, meanwhile, started to rub the cocoa butter into her anus. I helped her, too, by working one, then two fingers into her hole. Her sphincter began to loosen up as she became accustomed to my fingers in her most private of places! My cock was still slick from my cum mixed with a thick layer of Nora's juices. I stuck my dick head against Megan's puckered hole and told her to push back when she was ready. "I can't do it! I'm afraid it'll hurt..." she whined. Nora and I started telling her words of encouragement. "You can do it, Megan." "C'mon, you'll like it." "If I can take his dick in my cunt, you can take it in your big asshole, you asshole!" When we said that last thing, Megan got pissed off and pushed her ass back against my cock. Once the head popped into and past her sphincter muscle, she said it felt good. "It feels kinda' full...like it should feel this way all the time!" Then she said, "Push it in, Brother. Push it in, all the way!!" She wanted me to push it in faster, further, harder, deeper... We started bucking together, in perfect rhythm. Almost like we were dancing back at the club, earlier that night!!! Because I had cum in Nora's cunt already, I figured I'd be able to prolong my ejaculation for at least a half hour. What I didn't count on was Nora, asking if I wanted her to stick her finger in my anus to rub my prostate. When I asked how she knew what that was, she said she saw it on TV. Dr. Ruth had done a segment about "the male G-spot." I said ok, if she lubed up her finger first! She grabbed the jar of cocoa butter, got a big glop of the stuff on her fingers and pressed her middle finger into MY anal opening! I tried to relax, when I asked her if she knew what she was looking for. "Nope. I haven't a clue! But you'll be the first to know when I find it, though, won't you?" she said, like a total smart-ass!!! Meanwhile, Megan had started cumming when I reached around and started to rub her clitoris!!! "OHH, God! You feel so big back there," Megan uttered through clenched teeth! "If it hurts, Megan, I'll pull out," I said, out of concern for her comfort. "No, no. It feels great just where it is! Leave it there for a bit, please?" Megan begged, between gasps. I extended both arms and grabbed Megan's soft breasts. Taking her hard, distended nipples between thumb and forfinger, I pulled them both down and out, away from her body. This caused her to feel a very small bit of pain at first, but then she said to do it again. "I'm so close, please! Pinch my nipples again! That felt so good!!" So I did just that...and she came! As I started to pull out of Megan's ass, Nora had finally found what she'd wanted all along! My prostate!! She rubbed it, very gently, almost not at all, at first. But with increasing pressure, she started really rubbing it. Fast, hard, deep. She rubbed it for a minute and when I couldn't stand it any more, I shoved my cock into Meg's ass three more times, as Nora's finger caused my dick to swell inside Megan's asshole, even more than before, and I blew my second huge load of semen, deep into Megan's abdomen!!! Incest is Best... We both collapsed onto the bed, in a totally, orgasmic high! It was fantastic!! The three of us fell asleep on/ in/ wrapped around each other. I woke up 2hours later, refreshed after the short nap, ready to go to work. I didn't bother to shower though. I wanted to smell the sex on my body all through the day! The models that I came in contact with, all took notice when I walked into the agency for the photo shoot!(I'd been modeling Men's clothes for the past six months.) I got a couple of dates with some of the sexiest models at the agency! I think they smelled the sex on my body! Actually, when Suzanne had heard of my success with the beautiful ladies, she got jealous and decided to take me back...! And me, like the love starved fool that I am, took her up on her offer, with a few conditions: 1- She couldn't date anyone but me, 2- I could go out with anyone I wanted to if I told her first, 3- She would have to be open to a new sexual "energy" that pervaded my home and family life!!! Suzanne, Megan, Nora and I all got together for a big, randy fuck, the next week... But, THAT is best saved for another story... THE END... for now! To be continued someday Incest Is Best Ch. 02 The bathtub was filled with bubbles, the way Kimmy liked it. She lathered her skin with soap and smiled, content with a productive day. She and her father had made it inside the house minutes before her mom showed up. She could just barely hear the soft murmurs of their voices from downstairs. She knew her mother would be starting supper and her father would be talking to Anne about his day ... well, about some of it anyhow, she grinned. Looking over at the pile of cum covered clothing in the corner, her father's collar was laying on top. He probably didn't realize he wasn't wearing it. Her mother would notice its absence though. Humming softly, she ran the cloth down her stomach and past her belly button to her mound. Lightly placing her bare hand against the soft, wet flesh she decided she should shave it soon. Continuing to rub it, she barely heard the light tapping at the door. "Can I come in Baby?" Rev. Cummings whispered. Grinning, Kimmy answered softly, "Yes daddy, please." Cautiously opening the door, Rev. Cummings peeked his head in and seeing his beautiful daughter's glistening nakedness, quickly entered and closed the door. Her hand was buried in her pussy and instead of removing it she continued pleasuring herself. Her head was slightly tilted, eyes just barely opened, observing her father's reaction. She lifted her pussy to him, once, twice. He groaned, dropping to his knees on the tiled floor. "Oh my God, you are so beautiful," he whispered gruffly. Gazing intently at her pussy, he reached out, running his hand up her smooth thigh and touching his finger to her hand, the one half concealed in her cunt. She removed her hand, allowing her father to see her hidden treasure. Oh yes, she thought to herself, he's mine now. "Where's mommy?" she teased. Barely able to lift his eyes, he looked at her like he was in a stupor. "Ah ... she's ... She had to go to the store for something," he mumbled, covering her slit with his hand. "Daddy," she whispered, "Will you shave my pussy for me?" she asked sweetly, thrusting her cunt against his hand. She gestured towards the cabinet where the shaving cream and her razor could be found. Rising, he quickly got the razor and cream and kneeled back down beside the bathtub. Looking hesitant, "I've never done this before Kimmy," he explained. Smiling, Kimmy raised her knees, grasping them underneath, she held them up and opened. Her upper body lowered in the water, her tits bobbing in the water. Her feet touched the rim of the tub and she gently lowered her feet and knees over the sides, spread wide for her father. Scooting closer to the lower half of her body, her legs soaked his clothing. His cock was erect, hard for her. He took the can of shaving cream and shaking it, released the cream all over her pussy. He used his hands to smooth it over her pink flesh. Kimmy's breathing increased as she watched her father. He slowly ran the blade down one side of her mound, the foam disappearing into the bath water. Then ran it up over the same spot, smooth and wet. He did the same to the other side, careful to avoid cutting her tiny clit. He shaved the tiny hairs that sprouted just above the hood of her sex and again washed the razor in the tub. By the time he had finished, she was panting from the exertion of holding her body upright, the pain of spreading her body so wide and from having her father touch her so intimately. After washing the area with the soapy water, he suddenly plunged the tip of the handle of the razor into her cunt. With a hiss, she hunched her hips forward, swallowing the razor's handle further. He rotated the handle, twisting it and sliding it in and out. She rocked her hips, moaning, eyes closed. Tom watched entranced by his daughter, her sexuality so much a part of her beauty. Grabbing the shampoo bottle, he replaced the razor's handle with the bottle's neck. "Oh yes Daddy! Fuck me with the bottle ... make me cum ... so good. Do you like me like this Daddy? Do you like fucking me like this?" she panted, gripping the bottle with her pussy, riding it. A wide smile plastered across her face, her hands fondling her tits as they bounced toward her chin. Tom knew he had to release his cock before he soiled himself. His wife would ask questions. Jerking at his buckle and pants with one hand, he finally freed his dick. Laughing at her father's frantic movements she grunted and directed her energy into cumming before her father spattered his seed all over the bathroom floor. "Oh Daddy ... so nice ... we should do bath time more often Daddy ... I love this!" she squealed, twitching and twisting her hips. Her father pumped his cock in one hand and watched her cum all over the bottle, holding on to his wrist to apply pressure where she needed it. "Oh yes! Fuck me .. Fuck me ... fuck yes," she whimpered and pleaded, creaming on the bottle head. Gasping for breath and watching her gyrate, water splashed onto the floor and then he felt his balls squirt, shooting up and spraying onto her wet stomach. He watched as she smirked and began rubbing his semen down her belly to her cunt, mixing it with her cunt juices. They both jumped when they heard the door downstairs slam. "I'm home!" her mother yelled. "Fuck!" he father growled, leaping off the floor, pulling at his pants. He quickly left the bathroom, almost slipping on the soaked tiles of the floor. Kimmy giggled, rising from the bathtub and squeezing the water from her hair. She walked to the vanity and began brushing her hair. Opening the medicine chest, she reached for the toothpaste. Seeing her mother's electric toothbrush, she smiled and flipped on. Smirking naughtily, rubbed the brush against her still wet clit, running it over the lips, coating it with her oily liquid. Satisfied, she put the toothbrush back and proceeded to brush her teeth with her own toothbrush. -------------------------- The table was modestly set and after prayers were spoken they began to eat. Kimmy lightly swung her foot against her father. She slipped one foot up the bottom of his pant leg and gently caressed his ankle. "What time is your class tonight sweetie?" Anne Cummings asked, reaching for the salt. "It's at 7pm. Why do you ask Mom?" she observed her father, swallowing his meat with difficulty as she ran one hand up his thigh. "Oh, I have to oversee the prize bingo for Mary Seward and thought you might like a drive, but I have to leave at 6:30 on the dot. Would that be too early for you?" she invited, passing the peas to Tom. "Nope, sounds good," Kimmy answered squeezing his cock. "Oh ... oh .. I .. Ah, thought that I would drive her to class tonight. I have to stop at the library anyhow," Tom explained, closing his legs, trapping her hand. "Are you ok dear, you look sick?" Anne asked concerned by Tom's high colour. "Yes .. Yes, just ... it's a little warm in here, isn't it?" he explained, reaching down, he removed his daughter's audacious hand. "I'll just turn the heat down Tom," Anne offered, leaving Tom and Kimmy briefly. "What are you doing?" he hissed angrily. "I thought it was obvious Daddy," she grinned, sliding her tongue up and down the pickle before finally biting it. "Please Kimmy, not now," he demanded, wiping his forehead with the back of his sleeve. "I'll stop Daddy if you promise that you'll drive me anywhere I want to go tonight," she whispered. "Deal!" he quickly agreed, watching his wife return to her seat. Giggling, Kimmy continued eating without further torment. ----------------------------- Watching her mother's car leave the driveway, she whirled around and went in search of her father. Finding him in front of his computer, she quietly walked up behind him. Seeing that he was looking at used cars, she frowned. "I am so disappointed in you Daddy," she said disgustedly. "You should be looking at porn. Browsing websites with barely legal teen sluts and instead you're looking at used cars? Huh? I don't get it," she nagged, moving to sit on his lap. "Here let me," she offered, running her fingers over the keys. In seconds a Lindsay Lohan look-a-like was plastered against his computer screen, her young pussy leaking copious amounts of fluid. "This is more like it, right Daddy?" she asked, grinning at her father's expression. "Yes, she's very pretty," Tom murmured, clicking on the free pics section. "Do you think she's prettier than me Daddy," Kimmy demanded, grinding her ass against his swelling cock. "Never ... no way," Rev. Tom gruffly answered. "Um.. Don't you have class in about twenty minutes?" he asked wanting to finish what she had started on his cock. "I'm not going to class tonight Daddy. I don't have any night classes. I just tell you and mom that so you won't ride my ass about where I am and when I'll be home," she explained. "So now that we have a special relationship, you don't mind telling me about this?" he arched one eyebrow, clearly irritated by his daughter's deception. "No Daddy. Now that we have a special relationship, you'll be part of my night "classes". How does that sound Daddy? You can be my extra credit, my study partner. Want to pull an all nighter?" she grinned, turning in his arms. She straddled his legs and encircled his head with her arms, drawing his mouth to her lips. They kissed deeply, her tongue flicking and tasting his opening. Tom ran his hands up her thigh to her ass, pulling her closer, pressing her to his hard erection. She slipped her tongue out and ran it down his chin to his neck, his bare neck. He hadn't bothered putting on another collar and it was just as well. She would have stolen that one as well. "Oh .. Oh .. We have to stop Daddy before we get carried away. I have to go soon," she explained sliding off his lap. "What .. You said you didn't have class tonight," he said, grabbing her and pulling her against him again, kissing her neck and shoving his hand against her sweet panty covered pussy. "No," she panted, "but I have to be somewhere Daddy and you're gonna drive me there. Remember," she reminded him, extricating herself. A few minutes later, Tom was manoeuvring his vehicle, following her directions. He drove to a strange looking bar, the parking lot was packed with cars and a neon sign that flashed, "The Clitty Cat". Finding a parking space he watched his daughter get out of the car. "What are you doing?" he yelled, running after her. "This is a fucking strip joint!" Laughing, "Yes, I know Daddy. I work here. Just one night a week but it pays very well," she calmly explained, tugging her arm from her father's grasp. She continued walking to the door where she waved to a couple of guys standing around outside smoking a cigarette. "Hey. This guy bothering you," Joe, the bouncer growled, sizing up Rev. Cummings. "No .. no, of course not Joe. This is my guest actually. Could you find him a good seat," she asked, rubbing Joe's big arms and flirting outrageously. "Anything for you Kim," Joe smiled, nodding his head for Tom to follow him inside. Kimmy walked through the bar, familiar with the eyes of men observing her. She called out a few greetings to some regular customers before continuing down the hall to the dressing room. Her father would be fine in Joe's capable hands and she hoped he enjoyed the show. Changing into her costume, she chatting easily with the other girls. Two of the performers were friends from school who had told her about the opening for a dancer. She wasn't much of a dancer but she had the ability to bump and grind and make men pay for the pleasure. She loved pole dancing, sliding her wet pussy against the cold, hard metal. It was almost as good as a good, stiff cock. By the time she was finished for the night, she almost always went home with a flirting customer. She pulled on the short, plaid skirt and tied the white shirt under her tits, revealing her red lace bra. The matching red g-string cupped her damp cunt and slithered up her ass. Kimmy pulled on white bobby socks, she then slipped on her black patent leather shoes. She shoved a pair of black frames over her eyes and pulled her hair up in two pig tails. Checking her makeup, she applied another coating of red lipstick and stepped back surveying Teeny Tonya. Meanwhile, Rev. Cummings sat in the uncomfortable wooden seat, in front of the stage that currently displayed a young blond woman, shaking her large tits and then sucking a fat nipple into her wet mouth. She hooked her leg around the pole and shook her long tresses, thrusting cunt against the metal. Tossing back his vodka, his cock enlarged and strained against the zipper of his loose pants. Glancing warily around the room, he didn't see anyone he recognized, but the bar was rather dark. Suddenly the room applauded as the lady known as Succulent Susie left the stage. The MC joked and laughed and finally announced the next act. "This next little lady is a delight to the eyes and lap. Remember, special dances are 20 bucks gentlemen. She is a sweet little piece of pie and doesn't know what the word "stop" means. Meet the lovely, Teeny Tonya!" he yelled, as the curtain parted, revealing Tom's daughter. She was dressed as a sweet school girl, her back pack tossed as she whipped her sweet hips and ass in his direction. The song playing was Somebody Stop Me by Erica Rivera. Tom knew this because she had played it many times in her room. Probably practicing, he thought to himself, his cock needing relief. She untied the white shirt, holding it high over her head and rocking her hips in time to the music. Her large breasts swayed in time. Undulating her tiny hips, shaking her ass, men shoved money at her. She kneeled on the stage, pushing her sweet ass, allowing the men to hook money under the g-string. Jumping to the pole as the chorus sung, SOMEBODY STOP ME, KEEP MY BODY ROCKING, 'TIL LATE NIGHT. Kimmy strained and humped her hips to a room full of men yelling and jeering. Her beautiful face beamed at the men and her silky black hair shone in the stage lights. She walked the stage, pulling at the skirt, until she only wore her bra and thong. When she ripped the bra off, men clapped and yelled. One man gestured, waving a large bill in her direction, she tossed a smile over her head at her father. Strolling to where the man sat, she gingerly eased her legs over his lap. Dark hair and dark eyes, he was a handsome man. She rarely had such a good looking patron with that kind of money. She let her hair brush his neck, the heat from his lips on her ear. She lifted her ass and felt his cock graze her clit. Embarrassed, she saw that her juices had leaked onto the man's expensive pants. Arching an eye brow at her, he smiled, a big, wide, shit-eating grin. Oh if only she hadn't invited her father tonight, she thought. What fun she could have had with this guy. Finishing the dance, Kimmy left the stage needing relief from her aching pussy. Susie ran up to her, telling her Mike wanted her in the VIP room. The VIP room, was actually the back closet that was slightly bigger than a closet, but not much. Thankful, she made her way quickly to the room. Mike had special customers and along with being a stripper, Kimmy got to make extra money as a Fefe girl (a fuck 'em and forget 'em girl). Sometimes she serviced one customer and sometimes she and a few of the girls attended birthday parties, frat parties, conferences for special clients. She wasn't shocked to see her wealthy patron sitting in a chair all by himself. "Hi," she smiled shyly, closing the door. He stood politely, offering her his chair. "Hello," he responded, his eyes following the lines of her young body. His dark hooded eyes gazed intensely, molten with desire. His cock strained against the front of his pants and she sat in the chair and waited to be instructed. Most of the customers liked specific things. To just drop to her knees could offend certain men, she discovered. "Would you like a drink?" he asked, offering her a glass of wine that had already been pre-poured. He gently toasted his glass and drained the entire contents. She took a single sip and held the stem of the glass in both hands. If he didn't touch her soon, she would begin to shake, she thought to herself. She could hear the strains of music. A favourite song of her's by Usher, signalling her friend Kristy was onstage. "You seem comfortable onstage. You like to dance?" his voice slightly accented. Kimmy assumed he was Spanish or Greek in ancestry. His dark, handsome looks appealed to her sense of adventure. She wondered how wealthy he was. "Yes, it's fun. I get to meet interesting people," she explained, grinning slightly. "You're beautiful. Many men must want you?" he asked, hunkering down beside her. His face earnest and interested. "Some," she whispered, shyly. His hand ran up the back of her calve, up, up, opening her slim thighs. "Yes, very beautiful," he murmured. Dipping his head, he ever so gently licked her. His tongue ran down the slit, pressing inside, demanding entry. Kimmy lifted her hips, spreading her legs wider, her head falling back against the chair. A sigh slipped past her lips and the handsome man grinned against her cunt. He didn't usually like acquainting himself with someone so ... easy. He liked the thrill of the hunt. He liked a woman to play a little hard to get, before he had them spread and stuffed. However, Teeny Tonya bore an incredible resemblance to his daughter Theresa and he instantly wanted her. Rising, he unbuckled his pants, watching her eyes follow his hands. His cock sprang out and roughly grabbing her head, he shoved his cock in her generous mouth. Pumping his hips back and forth, he closed his eyes, savouring her tongue, his hands crushing her hair. "Oh yes, so pretty. You should always have a cock in your mouth," he groaned. She slurped and sucked, feeling heady from her sluttish behaviour. She would have fucked the man in her mouth without the benefit of cash, but the fact that she was his whore made it more exciting for her. She was reduced to property and contemplated telling her father about her other job, wanting to see the look of horror on his face. Maybe she'd make him give her money out of the tithe, just for fun. "Take it slut! Take it! Suck my dick ... whore," he shouted, his cock slipping deeper. She cocksucked better than any woman he'd ever bedded, he mused. Suddenly, there was pounding at the door. Looking up, irritated, the client pulled his cock out of her mouth and stuffed it in his pants. Walking to the door he yanked it open violently. "What the fuck do you want?" he roared. Looking past her customer, she saw her father. Cringing, she quietly got up from the chair and looked for a place to hide in the barren room. "I want my daughter!" she heard her father yell back. Shocked, she whirled around, she had never heard her father raise his voice before. "This is your daughter?" her client demanded, letting Tom into the room. "Yes," he hissed, livid with fury. "What the fuck do you think you're doing Kimmy?" he raged, grabbing her arm, shaking her slightly. Frightened by her father's anger, she looked at her client for some help, but he was storming out of the room without any explanation. "Daddy, it's no big deal. I was going to tell you," she began, but was cut off by her father dragging her out of the room. "Get dressed. NOW!" he ordered, shoving her towards the dressing room. Tom could feel his head ready to explode with anger. When he'd finally gone in search of his daughter, asking where she was, Succulent Susie explained she was with a "special" client. He didn't need a dictionary to know what special entailed. He decided then and there, he didn't care if she never spoke to him again. He didn't care if she never touched him again. He had to straighten her out. Incest Is Best Ch. 02 The drive home was quiet, but nerve-racking for Kimmy. She realized that her father was probably shocked at her lifestyle, but he had to understand that her experience had benefited him. She would never have realized most of her needs without the assistance of her helpful clientele. She became privy to the inner desires of hundreds of men. She came to understand a man's wish to be cared for and loved. She was subjected to the horny fantasies of men who lusted for their daughters and nieces but never touched and so became even more unhappy. Storming into the house, she was relieved that her mother wasn't home. However, she was pissed now. How DARE HE, she thought, jerking her jacket off. She'd probably lose her job and Mike would kill her for offending their client. "I can't believe you would do this to yourself!" he yelled, slamming the door. "Whoring for ... for what? So you can .. I can accept the stripping," he acceded, holding up one hand. "But to prostitute yourself? Why Baby? What makes you do these things?" he asked gruffly, tears clogging his throat. Seeing her father so visibly upset, stunned Kimmy. Her pussy still quivering with need, unbearably full, she was at a loss to understand her father's reaction. "Daddy ... I do these things because ... because I LIKE to do them. No, I LOVE doing it. I love a cock thrusting against my clit. I love a cock in my mouth. I love licking and pleasuring a hard, horny man daddy. I love having my brains screwed out! I love barely being able to walk the next day after fucking multiple partners. I even like a little pussy on the side daddy. I have for a very long time daddy," she shouted, walking towards him, her hips swaying. She grabbed his head in her hands and shoved her tongue down his throat. She thrust her crotch against his, her juices dampening the front of his pants. His cock, as usual, erect and ready for her. She twirled her tongue in his mouth and removing it, licked the tears form his face, grunting when her father shoved his knee against her slit. "So, I .. I didn't do this to you Baby? I didn't ..." her father hissed when her hand reached inside his pants, grabbing his ass. "No Daddy," she smiled. "Shall I tell you a secret? I've fucked almost every man in this family Daddy .. I started a long time ago ... and I'm good at it. I LOVE IT," she stressed riding his leg, her ass and hips undulating desperately. "Fuck me daddy .. Fuck me ... I'm your slut daddy ...whenever you want me," she groaned, creaming against him. "God! I need to be inside you Baby!" Rev. Cummings moaned, backing her towards the stairs. "Upstairs. NOW!," he ordered. Running up the stairs, Kimmy made a beeline for her parent's room. Giggling, she tugged off her clothes and threw herself on the bed, spreading her legs for her father. She watched him pull and yank at his own clothing, discarding them in a messy heap. Briefly glancing towards the bedstand, she noticed her mother's cold cream, a large jar of facial cream she used every night. Reaching over, Kimmy unscrewed the lid. Laughing, Kimmy crooked her finger to her father, giving him a brazen, sexy look. His cock bobbed as he walked, kneeling down beside her, they kissed hungrily. They were like animals, biting and gnawing, shoving hands into secret, wet places. Growling, Tom kissed his way down his daughter's body, needing her pussy since he'd seen her shake it at him on stage. He still couldn't believe what a sexpot Kimmy was and he decided he would simply go with the flow, since it only benefited him anyhow. Spreading her thighs wide, he flicked his tongue against her cunt, breathing in her wet essence. Another man had been between her thighs tonight, but he didn't know that. Many men had been there before, that he knew. He listened to her squeals, her cries of need. She was a horny little thing, he thought, shoving a finger inside, drilling it in and out fast. She screamed and rolled her cunt, grinding it hard, he pinched her clit and she yelped in delight. She was so wet and he smiled listening to her shrieks and babbling. She loved her daddy. She told him, he was the best. Rising up, he fell forward, plunged his cock into her pussy, up to the hilt. His balls rubbed against her clit, soaked and slipping against her pussy. She was like a demon possessed, they both were. Fucking each other violently, neither caring how hard or rough they were. The bed rocked brutally, unaccustomed to such harsh activity. "Please daddy! Cum! Need it ... cum .. Cum ... fuck ...yes .. Yes. God ... yes," she wailed. Their cries filled the room, the house. Any person who entered the house at this point would know what was going on in that bedroom. They would know that someone was fucking their own father. They would know that this father was fucking his daughter good and hard and that they both LOVED IT. "Fuck yes daddy. Bang me ... bang me.. Beat my pussy good. I love it!" Kimmy cried. "Yes Baby ... you're my slut .. My little whore. God I love your cunt! So tight, grips me so good slut," Rev. Tom moaned, banging her hard and fast. She came, bumping against him, drenching his cock, sobbing and pleading for his body. She begged him not to stop. She begged him to fuck her all night. Her orgasm continued for only short seconds but seemed like minutes to the tiny girl. She pulsed and shuddered and finally relaxed against her father's still pounding body. His stiff cock drove even deeper in her squishy, slippery slot. She squeezed his cock, feeling him tense, she moaned, "Not yet Daddy! Just wait," she panted. Reaching for the jar of cold cream, her father watched puzzled as she grabbed his cock, lifting it from between her wet pussy lips, she sat up cross legged and pumped his cock. Leaning sideways, he watched as Kimmy held his cock over the opening of the jar. Tensing, eyes closed, his cum erupted, spewing, squirting in her hands. Kimmy worked to get the cum in the jar, to catch it all. Grinning, she squeezed the last of his fluid, pumping and massaging his cock until the last of it hovered on the tip of the dick. Leaning down she licked him clean, never one to waste a drop. Gasping for air, Tom had to ask, "What? What are you doing?" collapsing on his side, one arm over his head. He watched as she stirred his semen into the jar of cold cream, mixing it. "That's your mom's night cream," he stated, bewildered. "Yes Daddy," she smirked, "I know. I wanted to give her a little present," Kimmy said teasingly. "I want her to wear the cum you made for me," she smiled, wiping the excess cream on her finger onto her tits and rubbed it in. Grinning, her father leaned over to kiss her and murmured, "You are so bad." Nipping his chin, she nodded and climbed on top of him to ride her father once more before her mother returned. To be continued ... Incest Is Best Ch. 03 Walking across campus, Kimmy sat down briefly on a bench to look through her backpack for her cell phone. Her boss Mike said she still had a job but would have to make it up to him by taking extra shifts for any dancers who were sick or didn't show, which meant checking in early and often. She asked about the dissatisfied customer, Mr. Tall, Dark and Handsome, but Mike told her not to worry about it. Flipping it on, she checked her voicemail and smiled as she listened to the message her father had left. I love you too, she thought. After calling Mike and discovering her night would be free, she walked towards the Student Union Building. She couldn't wait for Spring Break, she thought to herself. She needed a break already and it was only January. She had papers coming out of her ass and if one more professor mentioned that she needed to stop writing so "journalistically" she'd scream. Turning the corner, she noticed her Chemistry professor, Prof. Erichson. He was laughing with a man she couldn't see. The stranger looked slightly familiar to her from the back though. When she drew nearer, Professor Erichson looked up, smiled and acknowledged her presence with a friendly wave. "Hello Miss Cummings." Kimmy walked over towards him and smiled shyly and waved back. Just then the other man turned and all oxygen left her body when she recognized Mr. Tall, Dark and Handsome. He recognized her too, if the narrowing of his eyes was anything to go by. "Please meet Professor Rafa Mondragón, visiting from the Barcelona Business School," Professor Erichson politely introduced. Smiling stupidly, Kimmy took the hand Prof. Mondragón offered. He squeezed her hand warmly and held her gaze, observing her pale face. "Professor Mondragón is a professor of Economics and will be giving a series of lectures this week. I know you haven't picked a major yet Miss Cummings, perhaps you'll find his area of expertise of some interest," Prof. Erichson continued, unaware of the tension between Kimmy and Prof. Mondragón "Yes, I have a lecture in about 20 minutes. At the Arts Building, room 124. You might find it of interest Miss Cummings," Rafa invited, giving her a look that said he expected her to be there whether she wanted to or not. "Yes .. Yes. I think I'll do that. Room 124?" she agreed quickly. He nodded and watched as she walked away. Two nights ago she had left him with a hard cock and he had not forgotten that. When he and a few of his visiting colleagues had stopped for drinks at a local strip joint, he didn't think he would feel compelled to sample the local meat there. Miss Cummings was a welcome surprise, he mused, watching her walk away. If she failed to show up at the lecture, he didn't doubt he'd be able to locate her easily with the help of his good friend Professor Erichson. Entering the classroom, he noticed the room contained about twelve students and five professors. He didn't see Miss Cummings, but he knew she'd be there soon. She had six more minutes. Walking towards his student assistant, Patrick, he checked the power point presentation, making sure the slides were in order. He chatted amicably with the people in the room and carefully watched the door as more people continued to flood the classroom. Finally seeing the object of his desires walk in, he relaxed and smiled and joked with the crowd. Kimmy took the seat closest to the door and quietly sipped her coffee. She doubted business or economics would ever be her major or area of study, but she was a businesswoman, she reflected wryly. He politely nodded to her and she nodded back, getting comfortable in her seat. He was a very handsome man. He had dark, almost black eyes, intense in their scrutiny. He was probably very smart, well, he had to be of course, he was a professor. He stood about 6 ft 2 and had very broad shoulders. He either worked out or was supremely blessed with a naturally gorgeous physique. His dark, brown hair curled softly and she remembered how soft it was against her neck when she'd danced for him. He had a dominant streak a mile wide too, she guessed. His voice was deep, hypnotic almost and she observed all the females in the room carefully ogling him. Kimmy sat throughout the whole lecture, watching him. She wanted him and she knew he wanted her. Why else would he invite her here? Somewhere around the middle of his talks, she adjusted her bra, showing off black lace. She played with the strap, teasing him. He simply looked at her and continued speaking. He was strong, she grinned. After the lecture, she waited in her seat. It seemed like hours before people cleared out and he was left alone, with her. Walking to her seat, he sat on his hunches, his eyes almost level with her eyes. "So, what do you think? Does modern economics hold the key to your university career? Hmm? Want to take a stab at the nature of trade?" he grinned. Kimmy laughed, "No... well, I think I do well enough with trade in my own way," she joked rising from her chair. She slung her backpack over her shoulder and picked up her empty coffee cup. A young man who had been present earlier re-entered the room. Rafa chatted quietly with the young man he called Patrick and gathered his things, his papers and briefcase. Patrick gathered the computer and power point machine and wheeled the table out of the room. Prof. Mondragón walked back towards her. "Tell me something Miss Cummings," Rafa began, taking her arm, "are you interested in spending the remainder of the day and night with me? I can promise you, I will make it worth your while," he smiled. "How worth my while," Kimmy grinned. "Well, I will double what I was willing to pay the other night, plus I have a few friends, colleagues that would be interested in occupying your time as well. They would pay top dollar, a lot of money Miss Cummings," he tempted, smiling. Kimmy only saw 40 percent of the money her clients usually paid and was wildly excited about spending the night with this sexy man. "It's a deal Prof. Mondragón," she quickly agreed. His arm encircled her waist as he walked her to his rent-a-car. "No. You will not call me Professor Mondragón. You will call me Daddy," he whispered against her ear. He opened the door for her and watched as she hurriedly got inside his car. He wanted to get her back to his hotel room and quickly plan the evening. She would be his beautiful Theresa for one night. His daughter. He would get to live out his darkest fantasy. Her legs parted slightly, she squirmed in her seat. By her increased breathing, he could tell that she was excited, aroused. Good, he wanted her that way. She would not be getting any relief for a few hours. Driving up to the hotel, he got out and quickly handed his keys to the valet. Not bothering to open the door for Kimmy, she got out and followed him inside. She had to move quickly to keep up. The reception area of the hotel was busy, people walking in pairs, some just checking in. She had driven by this hotel many times, but had never been inside and she was struck by its pretty, clean appearance. Stepping inside the elevator, Rafa neither looked nor spoke to her. Once they were inside his room, he gestured to the bar and asked her if she wanted anything to drink. It was a large suite, the bedroom obviously in another part of the room. It looked more like someone's living room than a hotel room. The one's she'd been inside had beds, maybe a chair and a desk, a television and bathroom and that was it. "No, I'm fine," Kimmy answered, curious about his strange mood. "Good. I have something I'd like you to wear," he explained. Walking out of the room, he left her to peruse the suite. Sitting on the comfortable sofa she put her backpack on the floor by her feet. When he returned Rafa had a nightgown in his hands. A long, white, flannel nightgown. The kind someone's grandmother would wear. He held it with both hands, like it was precious and rare. "This belongs to my daughter Theresa. I'd like you to put it on," he explained, looking at her hungrily. Standing carefully, she took the gown he offered and looking around the room, asked, "Where should I change?" "Put it on right now. I'd like to watch you," he demanded, sitting on the couch. She placed the gown on the sofa beside him and set about removing her clothes. She listened to each indrawn breath he made as she exposed her breasts, her belly. When she tried to retrieve the nightgown, he stopped her, "No, you haven't taken your panties off yet. Do it. All of it," he ordered. She pulled her panties off and he demanded she bend over. He wanted to inspect her body. He told her to spread her thighs. He commanded she open her asshole, stick her finger inside. He wanted to see how far it would go. She was instructed to open her cunt, show him her meat, insert her fingers; he wanted to see how far her fist would fit. He asked her how many lovers she had had. What was her favourite position? What did she find painful. The questions went on and on and finally she was told to put the nightgown on. "That door over there leads to the bedroom. I want you to go inside and get in the bed. I know you're aroused but I would request that you not touch yourself. I want you to rest, sleep if you like. I have to go out, but I will be back and then I will wake you. Your name is Theresa. If anyone asks you, tell them that. Now, go now and go to bed," he ordered. Kimmy tried to be nonchalant but she felt some trepidation. He was acting weird and she'd never been with a customer that Mike hadn't cleared first. Mike might take the ransoms cut but he kept her safe and she wondered in the back of her mind if she was being stupid to be here with him. However, she walked to the bedroom and once inside got in the bed and tried to relax. The bed was huge and comfortable. The duvet was white and soft on her body. Soon she fell asleep. Hours later, the room was dark and she felt a moment's panic when she woke and didn't remember where she was. She heard voices and one of them she recognized. Professor Mondragón was back and he must have brought other guests like he said he would. She heard laughter and the voices of at least three other men. She heard the word PUTA a lot and a great deal of chuckling and wondered what they were talking about. She didn't understand their language but they seemed to be having a good time. Suddenly the door was opened and the light blinded her. It was Rafa. "Ah, Theresa, you're awake. Good...good. I have a gift for you my pretty girl," he smiled. He handed her a fluffy brown teddy bear with a bright red bow. It was about as long as her forearm and had huge eyes and a little pink tongue. Smiling, she took the bear and shyly thanked him. "Did you have a good rest?" he politely asked, his eyes shining. "Yes, this bed is very comfortable," Kimmy admitted truthfully. "Is the puta coming out or not Raf?" someone yelled from the living room. The yelling was followed by more conversation that she wasn't able to follow. "Uno momento," he yelled back. "Come, come, bring your gift Theresa," he smiled gesturing. She quickly got out of the bed and walked into the other room. She was wrong. There were eight men in the room, nine including the professor. All were dark haired and handsome, some more good-looking than others. Some were younger than others. "I'd like you to meet Theresa. She will be our entertainment. Gentlemen, treat her as you would your own ... daughter," he grinned and stepping away from her went to sit on the sofa. He crossed his legs and picked up his drink. Kimmy felt insecure standing in a room with all these men. She felt like a little girl and then cleverly, she realized, that's what Professor Mondragón wanted. He wanted her to feel like a little girl, a stupid child that knew nothing. Kimmy was a woman though and had more men under her than she knew what to do with. Smiling sweetly she crossed the room to the first man and sat on his lap, holding the bear to her chest. The men in the room started laughing and suddenly she was grabbed and pulled on the floor on her knees. The bear was discarded. Her nightgown was pushed up, her ass and cunt fingered roughly. She was wet and she knew it and they knew it. There was no further foreplay before the first man thrust his cock in her cunt. She was hammered as a man grabbed her face and forced his cock in her mouth. She sucked and began pumping another offered cock with one hand. She felt hands caressing her, fondling her, words she couldn't understand aroused her. The cock between her legs was almost violent in its force. At one point, she almost hollered in pain. Before she knew it the man had ejaculated and another man took his place. When the man changed places, she creamed all over her next customer. Eventually she was repositioned again and this time she was directed on top of a man, while another man fucked her ass. She wailed and shrieked her pleasure, loving the double penetration. More cocks were shoved at her. It seemed like there were more men in the room. More than she had originally counted. More semen flooded her pussy and ass and mouth and more cocks took their places banging her brains out. She was eventually placed in the center of the room, surrounded by cocks. She was right. There were at least twenty men in the room now. Cocks in hand. She was covered in cum, her hair, her face, her body leaked fluid. The nightgown was a ripped heap on the floor. She had cocks in both hands and tried to take the multiple cocks being shoved at her. Cocks slapped her face and hair and she could feel men jerking off on her body, ropey, white trails soiling her. Shoving the naked men aside, her benevolent benefactor, Professor Mondragón suddenly appeared by her side. Kimmy was breathless from exertion. Smiling, he showed her the teddy bear. "You dropped this Theresa," he whispered and reached down, plunged the bear between her spread thighs. "Ride it," he ordered, backing out of the circle. Her sore pussy grasped the teddy bear as the men moved in closer. She ground her cunt into the soft fabric, undulating, rolling her hips for her audience, for Professor Mondragón. More jeers and loud taunting followed as the aroused men demanded more and moved closer still to the little slut. One man dropped to his knees and held the teddy bear forcing it further into her cunt. Delirious in pleasure, she almost fainted. She lost track of how many times she orgasmed and men just kept fucking her. She was eventually picked up and carried to the kitchen table where she was ass and pussy fucked some more. Each man wanted his turn. Some men wanted three or four turns and wouldn't leave until they got their money's worth. She was spread wide, stuffed full, poked over and over in every hole. When she finally fell unconscious, her last memory was of drinking a bowl of semen for her joyous clientele. Waking up, she was on the floor, her thighs spread, and the room was quiet. Every muscle hurt, was her first conscious thought. She was a mess, a smelly, squishy mess. "Hello?" she called weakly. "Ah, good... You're awake Theresa," Professor Mondragón beamed down at her. "What a good girl you were!" he smiled approvingly. "I have to say Theresa, you ... exceeded my expectations!" Reaching down, he gingerly helped her get to her feet. She had trouble walking and he half carried her to the bathroom. "I've prepared a bath for you with lots of bubbles," he explained. Every part of her body hurt, including her jaw and lips. She'd been rubbed raw, fucked ragged and knew she would need a couple of days to recover. It had been worth it though when she thought of the money she'd made in just one night. Rafa gently helped her into the bathtub and grabbed the washcloth and began to clean her body. Lathering the soap, he wiped her back and neck, washing the cum from her skin. He squeezed shampoo into his hands and washed her hair, uncaring of the water soaking his expensive clothes. When he was satisfied that she was clean, he helped her out of the tub, wrapping her in a big, soft towel. When she stumbled, unable to walk, he picked her up in his arms and carried her to his bed. His lips gently pressed to the top of her head. "My sweet Theresa, you mustn't be afraid of me. The night now belongs to just us," he whispered, placing her carefully on the big bed. Snuggling into the bed, she yawned widely. She watched with eyes half closed as Rafa removed his clothes. Kimmy had never felt so weak, so tired. The night had been more than she'd been prepared for. Rafa crawled up on the bed, naked and gathered her close to him. His hands sought out her breasts and cunt, teasing them. She whimpered in pain though and tried to resist his advances. "I don't think I can do this ... prof... Daddy," Kimmy pleaded. "I know .. I know," Rafa calmly spoke, "It's your first time Theresa, it's suppose to hurt. Daddy will be gentle. Daddy loves you my angel. I would never hurt you," he vowed, ignoring her pleas. "Besides, if you don't behave I'll have to keep all those gifts the men left you. There were a lot of gifts Theresa. You'll only get them if you behave like a good girl, like I know you can be my angel. Do you understand Theresa?" he murmured, kissing her face. Kimmy understood perfectly. If she didn't let him fuck her, live out his fantasy, she'd be screwed big time. No cash. Oh well, what's one more fuck tonight, she sighed. "Ok Daddy. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be a bad girl," she told him in her best little girl voice. She cuddled closer, feeling his large cock bump against her legs. He was so tall compared to her, so big, physically large, but she didn't think he'd ever do any real harm to her. At least, not intentionally. "That's my girl. Now kiss Daddy, like a good girl. Give me your mouth precious," Rafa ordered. She shyly kissed him, gently ran her tongue over his lips, dipping inside timidly. She wanted to make his fantasy as real as possible. She knew nothing about Theresa except that she wore white flannel knit nightdresses and that she looked enough like Kimmy to arouse Rafa. Rafa massage her small belly, lightly pressing just above her pussy mound. Incredibly, Kimmy felt her juices start to pool inside. Still sore and lacking energy, she softly suckled his neck, running her tongue up and down his skin. He tasted wonderful, salty and fresh. He smelled incredible, musky and slightly like spicy cigars. He was a very vocal lover, quick to give her approval when she pleased him. He inserted his knee carefully between her legs, nervous about upsetting her. It wasn't Rafa's intention to hurt the young woman in his bed, but he wanted this night, this fantasy of incest to be as real as possible. His daughter had for so long represented both absolute purity and complete dirtiness for him. He needed both visions to fully enjoy the dream, to purge Theresa from his sexual needs. "Your tongue feels so good on papa. Do you know where papa wants to feel your tongue Theresa?" he asked, opening his legs. "Down there Daddy?" Kimmy gestured with her finger. "Very good, Theresa. Show papa what you can do with your pretty tongue," he invited with a big smile. Kimmy crawled to the middle of the big bed, his dark naked body stood out starkly against the white duvet. She carefully seized his cock in one hand and gently caressed him, pulling back the foreskin. She leaned over and pressed her lips softly against the tip of his cock. She lightly ran her tongue just over the tip where the slit appeared. She flicked her tongue, back and forth, moving her hands up and down his cock. "Very good girl Theresa. Show daddy how much you love him," he ordered hoarsely. She moaned and fully enveloped his cock in her mouth. Years of practice had prepared her for a cock the size of his. She should have gagged on it, but she swallowed, carefully feeling it push through the skin at the back of her throat. She concentrated in her mind, swallow, 1, 2, 3, Mississippi, release and breathe out. Swallow, 1, 2, 3, Mississippi, release and breathe out. Incest Is Best Ch. 03 "Oh my God! My angel ... Yes! Love daddy's cock ...you look like you're wearing my cock. You love having daddy's nasty dick inside you don't you angel?" he grunted, holding her head, forcing her firmly against him, causing Kimmy to gag, her hands slightly flayed against him. Realizing his error, he relaxed his hold and let her continue her ministrations. Patting her head, he smiled at his over zealousness. "Daddy loves you too much sometimes precious. You're too good to papa. I think that's enough," he said, pulling her up by her hair. "It's time for you to ride daddy. Just like a horse, my beauty. You like horses," he grinned, watching her cautiously climb on his stiff cock. Feeling her wet, hot channel cover his dick, he growled and instinctively drove against her softness, triggering a sob of pain from Kimmy. "Yes, yes ... I told you it would hurt my baby girl," he justified, continuing to push against her. When she failed to return his force, he quickly rolled her on to her back and flipping one her leg over his ass, shoved his cock forward with all his strength. "OH MY GOD," Kimmy screamed, tears spilling from her eyes, the pain unbelievable. "Yes, it hurts baby, but it's so good for daddy. Daddy needed this for so long. Daddy needed to make you his woman," he grunted, pounding her, his cock like a drill. Rafa knew he was hurting Miss Cummings, but he didn't care. He rationalized that she was a whore and she would do this again and again and again for the right amount of money. He was only doing what some other man would do tomorrow or the next day. "You like daddy's cock, my little slut? I know you do. You're just a whore, aren't you Theresa? A slimy, cock-loving whore. I saw what you did SLUT. You let dozens of men use you tonight. You let them spray their cocks all over you. You let them use your mouth. You let them stretch you wide on a table and use your cunt and ass. PUTA they called you. Do you know what that means? Hmmm? Whore, they called you a whore and you proved them right. You're a whore. Whore," he yelled, stuffing her as hard as he could. Kimmy held on to Rafa's shoulders, her eyes closed, begging in her mind for an end to his fucking. Still, he continued, his hips swivelling, faster and faster, plunging his shaft into her. His heavy balls slapped against her ass hard, her juices were leaking still. Even in her pain, she couldn't control her slutty body's reaction to a cock, any cock. "Yes, but daddy loves you still. Daddy didn't care. Daddy needs your pussy. Daddy needs your ass. You'll give me your ass too PUTA, before you leave this bed tonight. Daddy's paid for your body and you'll do everything he wants. It might hurt a little whore, but you deserve it. You should have been a good girl to daddy sooner," he growled, his hands circled her neck, forcing her down into the bed. Blissfully, Kimmy blacked out from the pain. Unsure of how long she was out, she was roused from her oblivion by the vigorous stabbing of a cock in her ass. Her hands were tied to the bed. One hand was tied to the bedpost with a red ribbon and she briefly wondered if it was the ribbon from her teddy bear. The other hand was tied with the red g-string she had stashed in her schoolbag. Rafa had her hair twisted around his hands, pulling her hair and shoving his cock in her asshole simultaneously. "Oh my whore, my beauty, you're awake. Good. Feel this slut," he shouted, thrusting harder. "Daddy's exploring your whoring ass now. No cherry there either, the men took it. I bet it's sore. They fucked you raw whore. Your asshole is red, very red and so wide," he grinned. He reached under and began pinching and squeezing her nipples hard, bringing fresh tears to her eyes and causing her to whimper anew. Her cries seemed to spur him on and he fucked her harder, brutal and violent. "Yes Baby! SCREAM. Scream for me. Scream SLUT," Rafa shouted. Kimmy came against the white duvet blanket, grounding her sore cunt against its soft cloth. Rafa continued pulverizing her stinging ass, drawing more sobs and whimpers from her tortured soul. She would never have believed she could hurt so much from doing something she loved so much, if she hadn't been there to feel it. If she lived to be a hundred and twenty she would never forget this night. Finally, when she stopped feeling anything, when her ass was numb, her pussy was numb, he stopped. Rafa collapsed on top of her; his limp dick lay quiet and content on the back of her legs. She finally closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep. ------------------------------------ The next morning, Kimmy woke up alone. The room was brightly lit and she guessed it was about noontime. She observed the bruises and marks on her arms and hands and figured she'd find more mementos on her body. Her hands were unbound and she noticed her schoolbag on the floor beside the nightstand. A large envelope was on top of her bag. Reaching over she grabbed the envelope. Inside was a huge wad of cash. Dumping the money out on the bed, she counted $5,000 dollars! Kimmy began to laugh. She might have been fucked raw and stupid last night, but today she was going shopping! Incest Is Best Ch. 04 With the Christmas season fast approaching, the Cummings family had a million things to do. Rev. Cummings had special sermons for Advent, Blue Christmas and the kids Nativity pageant. Then there was the Christmas Day sermon to prepare and choir practice was driving him slowly out of his mind. If that wasn't enough, the Cummings had family to contend with as well. Rev. Tom's brother, Julian would be arriving with his wife and new baby and the he had to worry about his parents as well. Thank goodness Anne's parents are dead, he thought guiltily. With all the craziness he wouldn't have much time to devote to Kimmy and he really needed to spend some quality time with his little angel. Rounding the corner he stops when he sees his wife and Kimmy filling vases with poinsettias. Everywhere he looks, he sees red and green. The tree was gorgeous, filled with old and significant trimming from their years together as a family. Some ornaments were from his parishioners and others tokens to his wife for serving the community so devotedly. Kimmy's smile was huge and joyful and she seemed to shine with her own unique light. Her short 5 ft 3 frame filled out a beautiful red dress and thankfully it was low cut enough to make out her exquisite melons. Kimmy's hazel eyes looked up and when she noticed her father's stare, her grin grew wider and more mysterious. She and her mother had just been talking about where to put their guests and she'd been daydreaming about how to get her uncle to herself when her thoughts fell to her father and there he was. He looked so serious and earnest, dressed in a green knit sweater, his collar peeking out. He needed a haircut, to her mother's consternation, but she'd convinced her daddy that he looked better with longer hair. Since they'd begun their little affair several months ago Kimmy thought he looked more rested and younger. In fact, many people remarked to her how young he was looking. They asked what kind of vitamins he was taking or inquired about his exercise regiment. She laughed and held her tongue politely acting as mystified as they were over his change. "Are you going over to the Church daddy?" Kimmy inquired politely, hoping she could have a little time with her father before dinner. "I'd be happy to help you with anything you need." "Ah ... yeah. Yes I was going to go over and check and see if the sound system is up and running. There was a small problem earlier. I should also take another look at the program before we send it for printing," he explained. "I could look that over for you daddy," Kimmy suggested. Her pussy was already creaming at the thought of fucking her father in the manger. "Just let me finish this with mother and I'll be right there," she smiled. Tom grinned and after lightly kissing his wife on the cheek, headed for the front door. The church wasn't usually locked up, but with the pageants and activity, there was the worry of vandals so he made sure his keys were in his pocket before walking over to the church. He'd sent the volunteers home early. With only a couple of weeks before Christmas, everyone was busy and they were lucky to get any extra help. It was lightly snowing and the few homes that surrounded theirs were lit with dozens of lights. The scene was calm and serene and yet, Tom felt jittery and anxious like a school boy. He unlocked the door and stepped inside to await his loving daughter's attentions. Even though evening had fallen, he could see that the church had been given a good cleaning and the nativity props looked great. Every pew had a bow and there were fresh pots of poinsettias, thanks to Anne. The decorations were tasteful. The tree wouldn't be decorated until the night of the pageant. Every child would be given a decoration for the tree and the lights would be turned on. Tom walked to the front of the church and checked the furnace gage to make sure it was warm enough for his daughter. Seconds later Kimmy rushed through the door. She rubbed her hands together to get them warm. Laughing, she closed the door quickly and locked it. She hadn't bothered with a coat or gloves. Her winter boots had a light dusting of snow on them and Tom played with the idea of fucking her in just her boots. "Daddy, I need you to warm me up," she cooed. Her hands came up and pulled the top half of her dress down, baring her large breasts to his eager gaze. The windows in the church were large and high and anyone could look in at any time. Rev. Tom watched his shameless daughter as she began playing with her titties, walking closer and closer to her father who was waiting on the pulpit. "I hope your gonna fuck my tits tonight daddy. I need your big fuckstick so bad," she moaned, massaging her breasts teasingly. When she was half-way, she kicked off her boots and pulled the rest of the dress off. Just as he expected, she wasn't wearing any panties and just had on a red garter belt and stockings. He could barely make out her pretty little toenails. After a very energetic fuck session, she made him paint her nails, blowing on them to make them dry. Then she'd make him suck her toes. She was the most demanding little daughter. "Daddy aren't you gonna take all your clothes off. You really didn't think I wanted to do any work over here, did you daddy? Other than taking care of your big meaty cock, that is. I need my protein daddy," she moaned. Tom began pulling at his clothes, uncaring if anything ripped or was damaged. Kimmy swayed and moved her curvy hips in a sexy dance, performing for her father. Her smooth snatch glistened in the darkness. Her nipples were large and rigid in the cool building. Every step bounced her sweet jugs closer to him. Tom grabbed his daughter and eased her body down on the hay. The manger holding the replica baby Jesus is only inches from their feet. Tom shoves his hand between Kimmy's creamy thighs and dives into her wetness. She moans against his tongue and kisses him more deeply. She spreads her thighs wider wanting him deeper. Tom grins and begins fucking his fingers inside her. He tongues her in rhythm to his fingers. Kimmy's wild beneath him. Her mound pushes against his fingers, her legs coming up and around his body holding him closer to her. Her are tits pushed against his chest. He wanted to go slowly, to savor their time together, but she wanted immediate pleasure. He didn't know how many times they would be able to be together once their family arrived and he knew he wouldn't be able to resist her. He didn't care if he had to rent some skanky hotel room out of town. He'd find a way to fuck his baby girl. "I need you daddy. Fuck me hard!" she screams. Her hands tangle in his hair, driving his mouth down to her tits. She reaches down to find his hard cock. Her hand feels so hot when she touches him. She shoves him, rolling him over so she can get on top. Their actions knock over part of the nativity scene. Neither of them cares as she reaches up and positions his wet cock under her wet hole. She begins to ride him slowly. Her cunt comes all the way off his meat and then slams down again. The sweat running down her face, Kimmy pants and whimpers like an animal. Rev. Tom's eyes are closed and his hands reach up grabbing his daughter's tits firmly. His hand kneads and squeezes her harshly. At times he would get so carried away that her tits would stay red for days. He loved to pinch and twist them cruelly. He loved sucking them and biting and chewing at her lovely breasts, marking them as his. "Yeah, fuck me Kimmy. Fuck me with your sweet pussy. You know daddy loves your pussy," he groans, shoving his hips upward to meet her. His cock is full and ready to burst. She never seemed care if he spilled his seed first. It just meant he would have to make her cum in whatever way she wanted when he finished. He sometimes worried about getting her pregnant, but she always told him she was on the pill. Sometimes he wanted to knock her up and see her belly grow with his baby. Times like now he wanted to fuck her forever and fill her belly so full that no pill could stop his fertile cum. He couldn't control it any longer, her pussy worked his cock until he couldn't think and then he erupted, spilling inside her with a roar. She continued rising and falling on top of him milking his cock for every drop. When his body calmed, she rested her head on his chest and waited. Gently laughing, she traces circles around his nipples and listens to his breathing. His was cock still resting under her, softly deflating. His cum leaked down, wetting their bodies and the stage beneath. It would probably leave a stain. When he stretched his arms under his head, she looked up and grinned impishly. "You know what this means daddy? You have to please me in whatever way I choose." She was still grinning as she crawled up from his body and he could see his fluid on her body. She walked to where the baby Jesus doll laid, staring up, arms outstretched. Kimmy reached down and after gathering the doll in her arms began rocking the baby in her arms and humming 'Away in a Manger'. Her sweet tits swayed in rhythm. Kimmy sat down on the stairs of the pulpit and crooked her finger at her father. "C'mere daddy," she breathed lustfully. Staring at her quizzically, Tom went to his daughter. She handed him the doll and reclined back on the stage. Kimmy opened her sexy legs wide. "Fuck me with the doll daddy," she demanded, holding his shocked gaze sternly. In some ways her father still seemed to need a lot of training to keep up with her. She loved shocking him, pushing his limits. She didn't think any woman had ever done that for him. Her mother certainly didn't seem to have the imagination to mold a man like her father. Rev. Tom kneels down and gently massages the head of the doll against her cleft. Kimmy moans and pushes her cunt against the doll's head. Her eyes close and she gives her body up to her father's care. "You like that, don't you my dirty little slut?" her daddy taunts. Her juices soak the face of the doll and coat her open thighs. One of his hands covers her swaying boob, while the other fucks the doll into her horny hole. The room fills with the sounds of her wet hole and moans. She loves her father's depravity and the fact that she could drag him down in what could only be considered sacrilegious behavior made her arousal even stronger. She loved challenging his morality. Her hand reaches out and grabs her father's hand, pushing still even more of the doll's head inside her cunt. She wants to completely engulf the head, swallow it with her cunt and carry it inside her like a mother would carry it's child. She felt powerful and wicked and she loved the feeling. It was euphoric. "Oh yes! Fuck me daddy! Fuck me hard! Fuck it in me daddy! Fuck! God fuck me now!" she screams. Her hips undulate wildly, bucking the doll against her thighs. Rev. Cummings is half bent over her sexy body, sweat running down his face despite the coolness of the church. One of Kimmy's hands is scratching into the wood of the stage, marking it. Kimmy cums, hunching her hips, grasping the doll to her violently and screaming loudly like a cat in heat. To be continued ... Incest Is Freedom This story is about Usha. She was my teacher at college. She is unmarried and she is 26. She lived in a small house along with her father and elder brother. Her mother died 3 years back. Her house is next to mine and a small wall separate both. I in my 18s fancied her a lot and I watch her swaying tight round ass and 34dd breasts. She was only 5 feet tall and that made her look a bit plump. It was one day I was sitting on the terrace thinking of her and slowly teasing my prick. I was so turned on that I wish I could have her right then. I knew that it’s a bit hard and tough. Anyway I decided to jerk-off watching her. So I crossed the wall and move silently towards the side of her bedroom window. Luckily one of the window was broken and it had a big crack in it that will give a clear view of the room. Silently and quietly I looked in. There was a small lamp glowing in the room. What I saw inside was really a hot scene. Its really hard to believe but you should trust me. Its true. I saw her lying naked on the bed; her elder brother is licking her pussy s hard and fast. He has his clothes ripped apart and he is sitting kneeling on the floor doing the sacred act. Again tits her dad with his huge brown cock pushed inside her mouth. He pushes it in and out. Her massive tits swayed as she moved her head. I thought I am in heaven; this is a feast to the eyes. His brother is 30 is still unmarried and her dad is 52 whose wife died an year ago. Maybe this act started after that. She licked and sucked her father’s cock while her brother licked her sweet cunt. “Get up Get up and turn around my sweet bitch, dad got to put it in your cunt” her dad ordered. Like a polite and obedient daughter she got up from the bed and kneeled down. Her dad came and stand behind her shaking his rock hard cock and with some care it pushed it slowly into her cunt. “Aaah” she moaned. Her brother came and stand in front of her mouth and she start to lick his cock. Grabbing her waist dad start to ride her. The sound of his front hitting her ass was clearly audible. He rammed like a wild animal. He was groaning and he slapped her tits with every beat of his cock. She cried in pain. The whole bed shook wildly and many times her brother’s cock slipped out from her mouth and every time it slips out I heard “aaaah fuck” from her mouth. Her dad struck faster and faster and the sound of hitting increased and I saw her releasing her brother’s cock from the mouth and turn her face to her dad and her whole body shook wildly “Aaaaah fuuck meee yaaaaaaaa I amm commmi…..ooooooooh” Her dad too groaned loudly as he shoot his load into his daughter’s pussy along with she wetting hers. His dad moved back and now it’s the turn for her brother. He was waiting. He lay on his back and let her in top of him and pushed his cock up his little sisters cunt and she moved down and up. His whole length disappeared inside her sweet box. Again sounds filled the room. Her 34dd boobs shaked wildly and her ass cheeks were pressed by her dad. Dad now is inspecting her little asshole and he inserted a finger into it. He now teased its opening and slowly pushed his cock into her asshole. She groaned out “aaahgrrrrrrrrrrr”. She moved violently. Her dad grabbed one of her tits while the other is swallowed by her brother. “Kill me oooh kill me aaaaaaaaaah oohh rip my cunt open fill my ass, come inside my ass dad” she shouted out loud. Her dad bent down and bite her earlobe hard that eventually made her cry louder. Her brother pressed her tits harder that might have hurt her more and I found her had two more orgasms in the same position until dad and bro shoot into her respective holes. This was more than enough for me and I shoot my load into the windowpane and ran back home. I was drowned in sweat, so i quickly got into my room and took a brief bath. The picture that I saw at Usha's house really shocked me and it gradually made me too look at my mummy and sister in a different angle. Anyway after that day I used t peep into Usha's house every night and day. At whenever got a chance I dont leave my sister who is studying in 9th standard. What it make me lose control was her in her uniforms walking around. Her throbbing tips and pimple filled baby face did made my sulli erect. I was forced to hide my emotions as there was no time I got her near me alone. Finally it happened. After finishing our exams mother told us that we both had to visit our grandparents and mom and dad cannot come with us as they are busy in the office. We agreed and packed our bags. We are to travel 300kms and we decided to go by train. It was all rush due to the vacations and so we managed only a general-train ticket. We find it really hard as there were a lot of people standing inside the train. Anyway an old man give me a small piece of his seat which was near the window. I rest my butt on it. I suggest her to sit on my lap keeping in mind that I shall get a nice feel of her firm bulky ass cheeks. She agreed as there were male eyes examining her. Her bum fall on my lap. Her whole weight now on my peaker and it slowly raised its head. Its now in a good contact with her ass. Her hair fall in front of my eyes and it was too close to my nose and the scent of her body and hair made me mad. My body slightly shived as she moved rubbing her back on my penis to adjust her sitting. She was arousing my sexual feelings. But I was not able to do more as peoplw were watching her due to her extraordinary body. Her thich thighs, firm waist and hard-big boobs and she was very hairy. I was losing control and my arms moved and sit on her thighs. She didn't complaint and I slightly pressed it. I felt the thickness of her thighs. And I wished if we were alone in the compartment. My hands want to press her tits, but couldn't. My blood was pumping fast. I near my face behing her hair and rubbed my face over it. She was not complaining. After a few minutes she told me she want to piss and want me to accompany her to the tiolet. We stood up and somehow pushed to the door of the toilet. Even people were standing around the door of the tiolet. But what I did was I pushed her in and I too get inside it and the door was closed. There was no waiting and I kissed her lips. Unzipping my pants in the process I took my lagan ut and started pumping it running my other hand all over her body. She stood still and I opened her top to reveal her tits and forced her to hold my penis and shagg. She did with some hesitstion. She pump my cock faster and faster as I bit her nipples and pressed. Boooom I shoot my load out. It splashed all over her arms. She looked at it in curiosity. I sighed in relief. To Be Continued........... Incest Is Freedom Ch. 02 The train moves on. We stayed in the toilet for sometime. I asked my sister Priya whether she like what I did. She said “yes”. I asked her to show me her pussy. She moved her panties down and I bent down to get clear vision. It seems like used before. It was very wet and greasy. I pushed a finger inside and start the finger fuck. Surprisingly three fingers went inside comfortably and I asked her “Have anyone fucked you before.” She said “yes. Mohan sir used to put inside me.” I was shocked, Mr.Mohan is her tuition teacher and I cant believe him doing such a thing and he is some 50 years old with grey hair. That is a real surprise. Again the feel of her cunny also indicates that he has a good weapon. By the time the train reached the station and we are forced to stop our work in the middle. Priya is disappointed as I didn’t give her a good fuck. We got down at the station and took a taxi t grandpa’s house. On the way I promised her that I will come to her room in the night at around 1 o’ clock. We reached at grandpa’s house. There was grandpa, grandma, Sita and Sheela aunty (dad’s younger sisters) and Sita aunt’s 2 year old son Sunil. Sheela is 33 and has 2 children – Raj and Ravi, both studying in some boarding school. Since her husband is abroad she stays with her parents. Sita aunt’s husband is a policeman who is currently on mission to catch Veerappan. She is only 30 and Sunil is her only son. We all sat for dinner together. My eyes followed my aunt’s. Both looked good in shape and of-course I guessed Sheela aunty may be longing for a cock to satisfy her hunger as her husband hasn’t returned for 4 years. After finishing dinner I remind her about the secret meeting. I went to Priya's room and after stripping naked I lay on the bed beside her. I took her breast in my hands and began to suck on her nipples. As I rubbed my hard cock against her soft smooth skin on her hips, she whispered "Fuck me as hard as you can. Rip my cunt apart with your cock". I squeezed her tits hard and sucked on her nipples. She groaned and sighed and pulled and pushed me onto her and into fucking position. "Oh fuck me!”She pleaded. I pressed her breasts very tightly. She groaned "ooooohhhh yaaaaaaahh aaaaaaaaa fuck me”. Reaching between our bodies, she took hold of my cock and placed it at her cunt hole Taking firm hold of her hips, I thrust my prick all the way up her hole in one swift action. I watched as her eyes widened and she caught her breath. I kept my cock deep in her for a few second then I began the classic in out fucking motion. Her legs wrapped around my waist as her arms flayed around. Her hands tweaking her nipples, feeding them into my mouth as I bent my neck to suckle them with my mouth. I increased my pace. Moving forward slightly so that now my in out thrust was more up and down. My balls slapped against her ass as I felt her cunt juice wash over my balls and trickle down the crack of her butt onto the white bed sheet. The bed creaked and moved with the force of our fucking. Priya put her fist in her mouth and squealed as I felt a sudden rush of wetness sweep over my balls. I felt my own crisis approach and with a final lung, shot my load into Priya. It was then that I realized that someone had entered the room. I quickly pulled out Priya and jumped to my feet. Standing there was my aunt Sita. She looked quite shocked. She obviously had seen us fucking and was still digesting it all. She suddenly said "Never mind”. She came over to me and took hold of my deflated cock. Gently massaging my cock aunt said "Don't worry. Incest is almost a family tradition. Your father used to fuck me and Sheela senseless when we were younger. Even after marriage your mom, Hima would gladly get her ass pumped by your grandfather.” Priya was rubbing my shoulder with a light smile. I said to aunty "Suck my prick If you want me to fuck you hard”. She knelt before me, pulled my knees apart and took my cock into her mouth. While this was happening, Priya pulled me backwards down onto my back and sitting astride my face said "Eat my pussy”. She eased her pussy down over my mouth; the scent of her filled my nostrils as I went to work on eating her pussy. My hands came to grip her ass cheeks as I lapped and sucked our mingled juices from her cunt. After some time my Sita aunty said "honey, I need to feel your cock in my fuck hole." Priya said "ok aunty but you have to eat my pussy while he fucks you. he has made me so damned horny with his tongue". I listened to this with great interest. A smile on my face as these two hot pieces of ass argued over who would get fucked next. Sita aunt agreed and she pulled her housecoat and panties down. She wore no bra. She then assumed the doggy style position with her face between Priya's legs. She began to lick and probe Priya's cunt with her tongue as Priya held her cunt lips open. I meanwhile had moved behind my aunt and taking my prick in hand, I guided it into her wet hot fuck hole. She sighed as I eased my cock into her. I started to fuck my Sita aunty. She was busy sucking Priya's cunt, which was so hungry for attention. Both were looking very hot as I slammed my cock meat in and out of aunt's hot fuck hole, drinking in every second of the sex show before me. "Aaaaaaa ooooooooo yaaaaaaaa ooooh yes yes Fuck me! Fuck me hard” Sita panted between laps of Priya's cunt. "Fuck me hard! Make me cum hard all over your beautiful prick". With the sight before and with her hot words ringing in my ears, I knew that I wouldn't last long. Holding on to her hips, I dug my fingers into her fleshy buttocks and spying her hairless anus, moved my finger to it and after spitting onto her butt hole, I probed her anus with my finger. "Oh yeeeeeees " Sita gasped "CUM NOW! CUM NOW!" I felt her cunt turn very hot and wet and knew that her juice would soon drip out of her cunt as I too came in her. Our Juices mingling and dripping onto the bed sheet as jet after jet of seed shot into her overflowing hole. We held the position as our orgasm passed. Priya took my hand and said "You lie down. I want to be on top." She was in a hurry. Cleaning my cock with a damp towel, she then got astride of it, sucked in back from semi hard to rock hard and holding the head against her cunt hole, sat on it. I watched her tits pounce up and down as she rode my cock hard. My hands toyed with her nipples as I watched my cock appear and disappear into her hole. Sita aunt came and sat over my face. My tongue went up her hole which I just filled with my semen. It tastes good. My arms wrapped Priya’s ass and she moved up and down faster. “Oh yaaaaaaah Aaaaaaaaah my cunt oh my cunt” she panted and was trying hard to find the breath. Priya closed her eyes tight and I again felt the cold stream of her cum wetting my rock hard cock. She stood up from my cock as soon as she came. Sita got into the doggy position and said "This time take me in the butt hole" I needed no second invitation. Hard as a rock and eager to go, my cock throbbed at the sight of her hairless anus. Dipping my cock in her cum filled cunt, for lubrication, I started to fuck aunty in her ass. She was enjoying it as much as me. Her butt hole had obviously been well used over the years as it was far looser. I kept up the pumping action, driving my cock in and out of her butt hole. Priya went behind me and reached between my legs. As she kissed my neck and shoulder and reached round to rub my chest, her other hand moved between my legs, her fingers having traced there way down along my ass crack, to cup my swinging balls. "Come on bro" she said "take your pleasure and fuck that whore's ass hard. Fill her up with your spunk.” My pace increased to the approval of both women. Sita panted and squealed as I fucked her hard. I could hold on no longer. The fingers playing with my balls, Priya's hot breath on my neck, and the tight hot grip of Sita's ass sent my spunk racing up my cock shaft into her ass. Standing up after I had withdrawn my prick. Sita aunty turned to me and said "You are just as good as your father". She got dressed again and kissing me on the mouth said "that was great. You come a see me soon. Don't deny me the pleasure of your cock by giving it all to Priya. With a smile she walked slowly from the room looking back over her shoulder she said "I can hardly walk!" She laughed and closed the bedroom door. In my own bed, I fell into a deep sleep. Totally exhausted from my night of incestuous fucking,. My head filled with visions of Priya, Sita, and Sheela aunty and mother getting fucked senseless by countless men. I slept the sleep of the dead. Incest Is Freedom Ch. 03 The days were bright after that and the night erotic. I fucked Priya and Sita aunty the next three nights. All pink nights. But one desire left unfulfilled. It was Sheela aunty. She was the most gorgeous and she made me mad with lust every time she walked in the house. I watched her hilly breasts and round mountain shaped ass. But this night I told Priya and Sita that I won’t be coming to them. I had other plans and I decided to work it. I madly need Sheela aunty and so I am going for it. I hope that as she is away from her husband she may not get the routine fuck and she may be itching inside. The night came and all went to bed, but I stayed with the mind of a hungry wolf. I thought of Sheela aunty and her body. My cock tented in my shorts, as I wore no underpants underneath them, a damp patch formed from my pre-cum, very quickly. It was really getting hard on me. As determined and after checking the time and making sure that everyone is asleep, I went to Sheela aunt’s room. It was not locked and I opened it gently and got inside. My head searched for her. I moved to her bed in the pale light. The bed is empty. Where is she? The light inside the bathroom is on and I was sure that she is inside it. Yes| The door is opening. I don’t know why, I hide under her bed. From under I saw her legs moving around. To my surprise she opened the door of the room and went outside. I followed her. She went out of the house through the kitchen-door and was moving towards the cattle-shed. I followed her. She got inside the shed and I saw the milkman Mariappan sleeping on the floor. She was shaking him and he wake up. He was our servant and I am sure that Sheela aunty is there to kill her sex hunger. To my surprise there was another man too. He was the house cook Basheer. Both were too old around 50. Mariappan was a dark skinned man that resembles an African Negro who was really tall with an ugly figure and some broken yellow teeth. He often stinks to me, but I can’t see why aunty is near him. Mariappan suddenly took his cock out of his trousers he used to wear and there comes a long snake like thing. It was really long some 10 inches and was black and really hard. He climbed on a stool and his gun is against the mouth of Sheela and her hand moved to his lagan and she took it into her soft hand and began to rub it. Her hand pumped that thick organ up and down Her hands moved to the knot of her house coat and she undid the knot and it slipped down to her feet. Then she moved her bra on her top and now her beautiful body was naked in front of her servants. Her beautiful breasts were protruding out and her nipples were jetting out asking to be sucked. Her bush at the mound of her pussy was smoothly trimmed and her pussy was dripping which was only known by her. "Beautiful, you really have a gorgeous body." I whispered in the dark. She stood there sucking his erect lund. He smiled evilly and said, "Go ahead madam. Suck me off. You know you want to and you are to my dear." Oh god she did, she really did that unbelievable for myself. "Mmmmmm" she purred, “Mmmmmmm! Mmmmm." Sheela aunt sucked it so deeply into the hot, saliva filled cavern that it nearly chocked her, but she twisted her head enough to catch her breath, then began. Meanwhile Basheer got his hand rubbing over the mountain ass of hers and he got his cock on the other hand. His stick was rock hard and he pushed his into her magic pot spreading her ass-cheeks. His waist moved briskly as he rode his penis in and out of her bush. She moaned slightly. He held her ass cheeks with both hands for balance. They didn’t continue in that position. Pulling the cock out Basheer asked Sheela aunty to lie on the floor. She moved towards the sheet where Mariappan laid and she made a doggy position and without wasting any seconds Basheer pushed in again with much urgency. He now moved in and out slowly as Mariappan’s snake again went inside the mouth of the starving lady. He then held the back of her head and started fucking her mouth, first with slow long thrusts and then with short fast jabs. Meanwhile Basher’s butt rise and fall as he pumped, his hairless heavy balls dangling down between his legs and slapping against Sheela's ass. She was panting and moaning along with the grunting of Basher as he fucked and those her filled my ears. I was also getting the hard-on inside my pants. She was really itchy and she had the medicine herself. “Aaagh aghh aghh harder much harder” she ordered and groaned. I got a feeling that she is nearing a climax. It was true. Her body shook violently and she released the prick inside her mouth and again cried loud “Ooooh Ahhhh oooooooooooooH YOOU BASSSTARRD DOOONT STTOOP PLEEEASEE IIMM UNNGG CCOMMING FUCK ME aahhhooooo”. Basher thrust hard while she came. He now took his prick out and slapped it over her ass cheeks. He want to cum inside. But she never allowed. So she ordered him to push it into her mouth while Mariappan took her backside. I saw Bashir groaning as he left his load inside her mouth. She drank all with pleasure. “Slut” I said to myself. His cock came out of her mouth and it shrink like a balloon losing air. He sat on the floor drenched in sweat. He is out of action. Mariappan got quickly to his knees and taking up position behind Sheela, he licked her butt hole and fingered it. Taking his prick in his hand he aimed it at the brown bud of his madam’s cunt and shoved hard… “Ah!” she called out “Slowly, your cock is so fat”. Mariappan licked his lips and slowly eased his cock into her tight cunt passage. Here he was, sticking his thick cock into her. It was unbelievable. Once he was in her fully, after two hard thrusts that caused her to cry out… he waited before beginning the painfully slow job of fucking her. He wanted to pound her, hammer her, bust her but she had to adjust to his girth first. Taking hold of Sheela’s beautifully wide hips, Mariappan began to ease his prick in and out of her wet cunt. She begged him to be gentle as she was not used to a cock as broad as his. They soon had a good pace going and the pressure in his balls was building as she moaned and groaned, moving her hips in time to his thrusts. "Oh, My, Fucking, God," she gasped as pain shot through her cunt. “Ah you r killing me, don’t stop u bastard..oooh noooooooo” Sheela feeling his fullness inside her had another orgasm, but Mariappan kept his prick absolutely still. As soon as laid still he pulled his cock out and shoot his load all over her buttocks. He panted as he shuddered. She laid there panting for a few minutes and then walked to her room. I stayed there surprised. But was happy to see the big aunt in action. I hope I get my reward one day soon. Incest Is Fun Hello guys how is life. It has been documented since time immemorial and if you think properly there should have been incest according to any custom for example if Eve has been created by Adams ribs it is his own part and the next generation of human beings should also have arose from incest. Even in Hindu custom there is a god who married his own daughter. And the history says that ancient Egyptians married there blood relations to maintain the purity of blood. Even the ancient Indian kings used to send the very same females they fuck to train there offsprings in the art of fucking Animals do not scratch there head on the concept of incest. If they need to fuck they fuck there own sons and daughters. All of us one time or the other during our early puberty would have thought of fucking our own mothers and sisters when we first get those early hard ons. Now enough of lecture lets come to the point. I also do not believe in the stories where the boys marry their own mothers. But I do believe that fucking can take place between relations. The best example is what is happening in our house. I do fuck me mother on a consistent basis and she also does enjoy that. If we are hungry we take food, If moms cunt is hungry it is our responsibility to feed it with the nutrition of your semen and also it is the responsibility of all mothers to breast feed there sons when they require it why fear to breast feed them during puberty when they have done the same 18 years ago. My father expired when I was 18 years old and my mother used to work in a consultancy firm just to kill time since my father had made enough money for us to lead a decent life. Once immediately after college I left to pick up my mother from her work place and I was early because some local politician had expired and as a mark of respect they had closed the college. When I arrived at her office I saw the notice which said that it was closed on government orders as a mark of respect. I thought my mom had already left and was about to leave when I heard some sound from inside of some one coughing. My initial thoughts were that there might be some burglar inside. I knew of another route to make to the inside of the office which was by climbing up the tree and getting inside the first floor through the window and walking down the stairs to the ground floor where my moms chamber was located. I did the same and was not surprised to look at the rooms which was deserted. I wanted to catch the culprit red handed. And funnily enough the sound was coming from my moms room and crept behind the window and peeped in to find the position of burglar and catch him. I did indeed see the burglar who was watching a porn movie on the monitor of the computer with a text in the back ground of the web page. And the person was busy fingering her cunt and squeezing her breast and was not aware of me, because I was peeping from the window behind her. I strained my eyes and could make out the heading of the story. Which read mom fucks son and the movie that was running on the small corner of the monitor was that of elderly lady of my moms age getting fucked by boy of my age and she was shouting obscenities and now I realized who the culprit on the chair was. But I did not want to miss out on this spectacle. I could just about see my moms hand moving in and out of her cunt hole but only the pubic hair was visible and I always had infatuation for pubic hairs. I could clearly see her nipple which were erect and she was moaning and calling out my name and saying fuck me fuck me sten fuck me! U mother fucker take care of me. My cunt is getting dry make it moist once more. Give me your rod and repair my cunt aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah fuck! And by the look of things she pushed her hand deeper into her cunt and I realized she was having orgasm. She shuddered for few seconds and fell on her chair. I quickly hurried the same way I had come and went to the main entrance and knocked at the entrance. It took her some time to come to the entrance and I could smell of the typical feminine smell that I used to smell from her panty when I jacked off. She gave smile and hugged me. Because of all the events witnessed my shaft was also dripping and stiff. When I hugged her I made sure her cunt had the feel of my stiff rod and hugged her tightly enough to crush her stiff nipples. I realized that her eyes widened and there was a change in expression on her face. But she lingered in my arm for me to feel her ass which is her biggest asset. I realized she was not wearing any panty and was only in her satin skirt which made the touch more sensuous. She suddenly pushed me and changed the topic. And asked why I had not given a call before coming. And hurried to the toilet which I think she wanted to wear her panties back since she had come to open the door and I went to her computer and selected the porn movie from the document section. She came out of her toilet and saw me watching the same movie which she had been watching and saw her son jacking off for the same visuals which had assisted her in reaching orgasm. The first thing that struck her was the enormous size of my dick with the dick head protruding out and the shaft with prominent veins on it She opened her mouth to say something I signaled her to come over and the mouth she had opened to tell something. I pushed my dick into it. She got down to business and started sucking on it. I asked her to sit on my lap with her legs spread eagled but she was not willing to let go of my dick so I pulled her upside down so that she was feasting on my dick while I chewed on her cunt over the panty. I appreciated her taste as I realized she had zipper on her panty at the level of cunt hole. I unzipped it and started licking the cum that was dribbling out. I carried her to nearest couch in that upside down position. And we fell on it into the classical 69 position. She told ‘ Beta , Undress me completely and take me. I want you to put that wonderful weapon of yours into my burning cunt.” I literally tore her dress and roughly caught hold of her nipple and started rolling it. She had white boob with dark nipple in contrast to it with large areola and enormous nipple It was too much for me I asked her to take up the doggy position and came behind her. Since it was my first time. I was searching for the right spot from behind. She put her hand between the thighs and caught hold of my shaft and guided into the very same passage I had come from. For a lady of her age she had quite a tight cunt and her enormous ass cheeks very making erotic sounds crashing on to my thighs. It was like heaven on earth when the dick slipped totally in and we were fitting like a lock and key and my dick was totally swallowed by her cunt. We slowly began that rhythm which is essence of generation. She had switched on a romantic number in the background and was like we were having a ball dance of different variety. My balls hitting cunt lips with my shaft in and her boobs swaying like hell I caught hold of her boobs from behind. “ oh Ma why didn’t tell before I have lost so many days of pleasure your cunt is tighter than the cunt of a virgin I wanted to fuck you since I reached puberty . Fuck you slut fuck me hit me with your cunt. Bang your cunt more harder. Is this the hardest you can fuck” She got more angry and banged with much more force and was almost swallowing my balls. We changed position and she lay on her back and it was an unbelievable sensation when my dick entered the place where it should belong from the front . Now I had the unrestricted vision of her bouncing boobs. I increased the pace and she was trying to out do me in pace in the end I think we had photo finish because both of us peaked at the same time and incidentally the music also stopped so only the fan sound was audible. My dick was still in her we were one bundled mass of flesh, sweat and body juices flowing out in abundance. She woke up and said that golden words “ See Sten you should not have any guilty feeling as far as I am concerned both of us require an outlet for our emotions who is better than some one whom you have been knowing since birth, lets not scratch our head about morality and lets sink ourself in the pleasure of fucking and lets experiment and find new ways of fucking coupled with the thrill of fucking the person whom we always fantasize about. Lets not waste precious time, we will go home and continue what we started here.” I had great difficulty in driving back home since my mom was already busy sucking my dick while I was concentrating on driving. God save us Believe in our moral that is if u want to fuck u fuck irrespective of mother or sister Incest is Hot My name is Eric and this is one hell of a story. To start off, I'll describe myself. I have brown hair and brown eyes, I'm around 5'10, and am very muscular for my age. I swear this isn't an exaggeration, but girls literally get wet when I flex my biceps. I'm 18 years old, in all honors classes, and most importantly, I have a MASSIVE cock. How big you ask? Well, its 10 inches long flaccid, 13 hard, and it's about as thick around as a can of hairspray. Girls at school and even some of the hot teachers are constantly staring at my pants, because I can't really hide it, so it looks like I have a python running down my leg. But I'm not complaining. Now for the interesting part. My sister, Veronica, is so fucking hot. She's 19, way shorter than me, and has just these big, perfect, gorgeous tits. Her bra size is 34DD, but she's slim so they look even bigger. She's also got a big ass, and looks unbelievable in a bikini. I've wanted to fuck her since I hit puberty, and I finally set my mind to it. It all started when we were talking in our basement on a Thursday night. My sister and I are close, so we'll do that from time to time. Naturally, because she's a girl, the topic of other girls came up. "So Eric...how are the ladies lately?" she asked innocently. "Uh okay I guess. Well, actually..." "Actually?" "Yeah, actually, there was one exciting thing that happened the other day." "OMG What!? You have to tell me. Is my little brother finally getting some action?" "I am actually. From a teacher." "WHAT! Holy shit! You made out with a teacher?" "Yep. Then I fingered her. Then I fucked her." Veronica's jaw dropped when she heard the word fuck. "OMG...you, like, full on fucked her?" "Hell yeah." "Wait, which teacher?" "Miss Bobby" "Wow, she's the hottest teacher in the school. Damn, how'd you get her to fuck you?" "I have a big cock, she likes big cock. The rest just happened naturally." When I mentioned my big cock her eyes immediately darted to my crotch, where I knew she could see the massive python almost reaching my knee. Clearly this was the first time she'd ever taken a good look at my crotch, because her eyes nearly popped out of her head, and she didn't look away for about 10 seconds. "I guess so..." Veronica said, struggling to finally pull her eyes away from my pants. "So I guess you're not a virgin anymore, huh?" "Oh I haven't been for a while." I said. "Really? How many times have you fucked, and with how many girls?" "Six girls, and I think about 15 times total. But that's not counting Miss Bobby." I said, getting a little arrogant. "I'm just in shock right now. I mean, my little brother is apparently fucking girls left and right with his alleged big dick, and I've just been sitting at home every night, doing nothing." "Alleged? What, you think I'm lying about how big it is?" "Just be honest with me, how big is it actually?" "13 inches" She laughed, "In that case, yeah I think you're lying." "Bitch," I said in a playful manner, "I will prove it right now." "No you won't. And besides, you have to be hard for me to see its full size, don't you?" "So do something to make me hard." I said, challenging her. I was testing to see if she was serious or not. She sat thinking for a while, clearly conflicted. "I'm your sister. What could I do that would make you hard without also grossing you out? It seems a little messed up." "I at least deserve a chance to prove myself right." "Ugh, okay fine." And with that she stood up and slowly peeled off the thin, pink tank-top she was wearing to reveal a red and black, lacy bra from Victoria's Secret. From the looks of it, either the bra was too small or her tits got even bigger, because there was enough cleavage to make you think the bra might snap off at any moment. I was hard almost immediately. "This is all you get. Now show me what you got in there." Veronica said sternly, pointing to the iron rod looking outline of my massive cock. I pulled down my pants, then finally my underwear. My cock sprang up, its head slapping against my stomach about two inches above my belly-button. Her face was priceless. Her jaw dropped, eyes widened, and she let out a little yelp, obviously startled by the monster before her. She backed up until she hit the wall, then finally said, "OH. MY. FUCKING. GOD. That is the BIGGEST cock I've ever seen. Are you even human? How did Miss Bobby even fit it inside her? A cock like that will LITERALLY rip a girl in half. And you've fucked how many girls? Jesus, how did any of them manage to get the head in? It's the size of a fucking fist." "Well it takes a lot of lube, but it usually goes in eventually. It's funny, once I really start fucking you can see the outline of my cock pumping up into their womb. Ha, I remember this one chick I fucked was so small that I seriously almost ripped through her womb, into her stomach. I didn't of course because that would have killed her, but she was cumming so hard that she wanted me to. The fucked up thing is that I could have done it easily. Since she was a screamer, she didn't stop yelling at me to rip her in half the whole time, so I had to fuck her until she passed out just to shut her up. When she woke up, she told me that he didn't stop cumming from the moment I stuck it in until she passed out. I found that hard to believe though, considering I fucked her for three hours straight without stopping." I looked at Veronica to see her breathing heavily, with a hand down her yoga pants and a big wet spot right where her pussy was. She looked at me, then my cock, then me again. Then she got up, and walked over to me. "Just look at you. Here, take your shirt off. I want to see that Greek god physique." With that I took off my shirt, and showed off my six pack and huge pecks. She ogled me, worshipping my body. "Wow." She said, "How could any girl resist." Then she whispered in my ear, "Even a sister..." Jillian backed up a few feet, and undid the back of her bra. It snapped off and flew into my face. I took it off and saw my sister's perfect, large, 34DD tits for the first time. It took a lot not to cum right there. "Go get the baby oil." She said. I obeyed. Then she stripped down completely nude, and drenched herself in the oil. "I need help rubbing it in." she said, so I walked over and started rubbing the oil into her tits, all over her stomach, and eventually her ass and thighs. I began to kiss her neck, until she whipped around and kissed me hard on the lips. Then I picked her up by her ass cheeks, and sat her down right on my shaft, so that the only thing keeping her off the ground was my cock. Meanwhile, she was trying to shove her tongue as far down my throat as possible. She finally noticed that I was carrying her with just my cock, and yelled out, "JESUS CHRIST ERIC, YOURE SUCK A FUCKING STUD. OH GOD PLEASE JUST FUCK ME NOW." So I carried her into the guest bedroom, laid her down, lined up my cock with her pussy, and slid the head in. "OHHHHHHHHHH MY GOOOOODD!! ITS SO HUGE, IM CUMMING IM CUMMING IM CUMMING!!" She had already cum and the head was barely in for a second. This was going to be fun. I slid a few more inches in, and she screamed louder than I've ever heard anyone scream before. Thank god our parents weren't home. I hit about the halfway point when she yelled, "YOURE IN MY FUCKING WOMB!! OH GOD NEVER STOP FUCKING MEEEEEEEEE YOURE TEARING ME IN HALF OH GOD YESSSSSSSS IM CUMMING AGAIN IM CUMMIIIIIIINNNNGGG AAAAHHHHHHHHH" That's when I really started to slam her. My cock head broke through her cervix and then stretched the end of her womb pretty far, and it still wasn't all the way in. I could see the outline of my cock stretching past her belly-button, the watched it retract and SLAM up into her diaphragm again. This went on for hours. I tried to keep track of how many times my sister came, but I honestly believe she never stopped from the start. She also never stopped screaming. So, just like the last bitch who wouldn't stop, I had to fuck her brains out until she passed out. I was impressed though. Veronica managed to stay conscious for four hours of brutal, non-stop orgasms. When she finally blacked out, I fucked her for another minute or two, felt myself reach the edge, and came everywhere inside her womb. I came so much that it started to spill out of her pussy before I pulled out. Then I got up and left my sister there, her perfect body covered in oil and sweat, jizz spilling out of her fertile pussy, knowing no one would ever fuck her as good as I did. Incest is Magical The woman is middle-aged. Forty-five, for those of you who can't relate to a character unless you have the exact number of times the earth has gone round the sun during their existence. She has wavy blonde hair, haunting blue eyes, and a face that most would describe as attractive, if not gorgeous. In a younger woman her looks might have been described as cute. On a woman her age, her face looks caring, friendly, even matronly. Her skin is smooth and pale, and she is always reminding herself that she needs to get a tan. She worries too much. In truth, her pale complexion completes the impression of an ordinary mom, and perhaps this is the reason I choose her. The rest of her body helps, too. Her arms are slender and her sizeable breasts have only just begun to sag, a sight which gives her a pang every time she is naked in front of the mirror before going on one of her many fruitless dates, thought she knows she should be proud of her breasts. In her low-cut sweater and her pencil skirt -- her standard attire when she goes to the retail firm which employs her as a human resources executive, she looks particularly fetching. Maybe this is why so many of her dates are with middle-aged men in her firm who see a forty-five year old single mom, are attracted to her looks and personable demeanor, and assume such a woman must be desperate. They are partly right, but Carol is not an easy woman to please. Perhaps one shouldn't blame her. Before a plane crash killed him seven years ago, she was married to a man who was, in all senses of the word, perfect. Handsome, intelligent and caring, her husband had met her when she was when she was twenty-three and he was twenty-seven, and the proverbial sparks had indeed flown. Within the year they were married, and the thirteen years that followed were bright and cheerful, the source of tons of happy memories, and an adorable baby boy. She longs for the intoxicating mix of romantic bliss and satisfying companionship her marriage had afforded her, but finds that none of the men she dates can match up to Jason, her deceased spouse. Most of them are too self-absorbed for her liking; almost all are careworn and almost none have anything resembling a personality. Her easy charm wins her many people she can hang out with, but the only person whose company brings her anything resembling intimacy is her son, Peter. At nineteen, Peter is a smart and ambitious young man who has just completed his first year at college, where he is majoring in economics. The last two weeks have been a relief for Carol -- she finally has her baby boy back with her after a whole year. Sadly, even though Peter is very close to her, much closer than most sons are to their mothers, his raging hormones seem to pull him away from his mother towards his girlfriend, with whom he has spent much of the two weeks he has been back at home. "Mom, I'm going out." Peter bends down and kisses his mother on the cheek from behind the sofa she is curled up on. His gaze inadvertently falls on her breasts, which are visible underneath the loose blouse she is wearing, but he checks himself and averts his eyes. "Bye, honey. Be safe." Carol turns her head and kisses him on his chin, a gesture she makes when she is feeling especially affectionate. She gazes up at her handsome son, pats his cheeks once and ruffles his hair, this last gesture evoking a wince on Peter's part as his carefully engineered hairstyle is disturbed by this display of maternal affection. "I will. And you have fun too. You should go out on a date or something. A pretty lady like you shouldn't be sitting home watching TV." "That's very kind of you, Pete, but your mother is an old woman now." "No! Forty-five is not old! And anyway, what happened to that guy you went out with last weekend?" Carol shrugged. "That's okay. Dump 'em if you don't like 'em." Carol smiled. "Don't flatter me so much. It makes me nervous. Makes me think you're softening me up so I'm not angry the next time you do something wild." "Hey, it's just me and Jenny. We're two well-behaved teenagers. We're not gonna do anything wild." There is a trace of satire there that Carol chooses to ignore. "Good. Now leave your mom alone." "Bye. I'll be back by midnight, I promise." As Peter exits the apartment he moved into with his mother shortly after his father's tragic death, he feels a slight pang of guilt. His mother needs his company, even though her fear of upsetting him prevents her from saying it. He resolves for the umpteenth time to spend more time with the woman who invested so much into raising him even after he was left fatherless, trying her best to shield him from the shock of losing one parent by working as hard as two parents. Determined that her son and she would continue to enjoy the lifestyle they always had, she worked clocked sixty-hour weeks at work while attending every PTA meeting, and each of her son's debates and football matches. Moving into a smaller apartment had been prompted more by convenience and a desperate need to get away from the presence of her dead husband which lingered all through their former residence, than by economy. But Peter is nineteen, and he has needs. Jenny is a girl he met shortly before leaving for college, and they decided to continue their relationship even though they knew they would be a thousand miles away from each other in their respective colleges. Now that he is home, a single hour spent not having sex with this beautiful, witty girl is an hour wasted. His thoughts of his mother are replaced with thoughts of a more lascivious nature as he heads for his girlfriend's house, where she is to be alone for the whole of next month, owing to her asshole parents deciding to take a second honeymoon at about the same time their daughter came home from college for the first time. Her parents' callousness irks Jenny, and Peter is vocal in voicing his agreement while inwardly feeling intensely grateful to his girlfriends' parents for their absence. It is thanks to them that he has an empty house and a lonely girlfriend at his disposal, and he has been making the most of his little windfall. Jenny hugs him at her door, her pert breasts pressing against his, and kisses him lightly on the lips. Peter can feel her nipples through her t-shirt. Jenny is wearing no bra, usually a sign that she is eager for sex. At five feet seven inches, Jenny is only a couple of inches taller than him, and her lithe and slender body complements her slightly oval face. Peter takes her full lips between his, and gently places his hands on one of her pert breasts. A sudden urgency takes hold of his body, and he grabs hold of her face, and smashes his lips against hers, as if in an effort to glue their faces together. At this point I should probably introduce myself. I am not a person, and I don't have a name. If you want, you can simply call me Narrator. But even that wouldn't be strictly accurate, because I am more than a mere narrator. Neither quite material nor quite spiritual, I am nevertheless very much a part of your world. When I want to be, that is. I am not an entity you can say hello to or shake hands with, nor will you ever awake from a dream because of me, startled at the revelation you have just experienced. I am wherever I want to be, whenever I want to be, and I can certainly have an influence on humans. I can be your unexpected surge of anger at a pregnant lady who cuts in line, and I can be the part of you that decides to risk your life to save a baby from a burning building. However, I seldom choose to be any of these things, preoccupied as I am with matters closer to the pelvis. Usually I guide people -- possess them, if you will, while concealing the fact of the intrusion from them. As a result, when Peter starts making out with his girlfriend without the usual preliminaries, he is surprised, but still under the illusion that he was in control of his actions. As for that pretty girlfriend of his, she finds herself turned on by his sudden ardor -- I forgot to tell you, but I can 'control' more than one person at a time. Boy and girl move rapidly toward her bedroom, avoiding empty beer bottles and almost knocking over a vase in the process. Peter pushes her onto the bed, impatiently sweeping aside some books and Jenny's iPod, which falls to the floor and cracks its screen, eliciting a feeble sound of protest from its owner, but Peter is in no mood for conversation. In a matter of seconds, he is fully naked, and his girlfriend is staring lustfully at his athletic form, admiring the V formed by his torso and his strong legs and calves, and licking her lips at the sight of his fully erect penis. Ordinarily, Jenny would have felt alarm at the events of the past minute or so. She is the usually the kind of girl who likes to take it slow, with special emphasis on the foreplay. But all she can feel right now is animal lust, and all of her mind is shot through with one desire -- to have Peter inside her, on top of her, and all over her body. She takes off her jeans and panties and sends them flying across the room before Peter comes over and rips off her t-shirt. They are now both naked, and assault each other with a ferocity that only I can inspire in two human beings. Their kisses are a disorganized mashing together of two mouths, each of which appears to be engaged in an attempt to bite off the other's tongue and end the battle with blood, their caresses are really savage clawing motions, and leave real scratches. When Peter turns his attention to his neck, instead of showering it with his usual soft kisses, he bites it, almost drawing blood, causing Jenny to scream and scratch his back. Peter moves to her vulva now, and roughly forces open its lips to stick a finger inside and thrust it as far as it can go. Her vagina is thoroughly wet by now, and he brings his tongue to it to taste her juices. Jenny reacts by involuntarily drawing up her legs and closing them around his head and squeezing. Remarkably, both have managed to keep the volume down -- I wouldn't want to wake up their neighbors, or waste my energy inflicting selective deafness. A minute later Jenny is sitting upright with her mouth open around Peter's cock, who shoves it in and out of her throat. Jenny keeps fingering herself, readying her pussy for her boyfriend's cock. Peter is pulling on her dark hair and squeezing the flesh of her upper body. He tugs hard at her hair to signal that he wants to fuck her now, and Jenny is prompt in her obedience. As Peter's cock is plowing her cunt, her face is contorted in indescribable ecstasy, and all she can think of is what a magnificent cock Peter has, and how good his face looks so close to hers, morphed as it is into a mask of pure pleasure, and when she senses she is approaching her climax, she plays with his buttocks, encouraging him to cum inside her. She faintly registers that he hasn't used a condom, but this only increases her excitement instead of alarming her, especially as she's on birth control and is pretty sure Peter doesn't have an STD. Peter has reached the point of no return, and this is when I decide to have fun. Instead of his girlfriend's flushed face, all Peter sees is his mother's sweet face as she was kissing him on the cheek, her tear-stricken face as she hugged him for comfort after they had lost his father, an almost-forgotten memory of her naked body he had once glimpsed as a boy and felt infinitely embarrassed for, but Peter is helpless. It is though a bucket of ice has been poured over his pleasure, but there is no way he can stop the inevitable. He tries to pull out of Jenny's cunt, but she has his ass firmly in her grip, so all he can do is let out a moan of anguish, which Jenny takes for unbearable pleasure, and collapses on top of his girlfriend, his eyes moist. At this point I withdraw my influence, leaving behind a somewhat confused, but extremely satisfied girl, and a very disturbed boy. What happens after this is boring and somewhat predictable, though very touching, I'm sure. Jenny is a little embarrassed at what just happened, and concerned at Peter's distraught state. She comforts him with words like, "Hey, baby? What's wrong?" and "Are you OK?" and Peter reassures her that's everything's all right, he really doesn't know what happened, though he has been missing his father lately. This last fabrication earns him a hug from Jenny, and a blowjob that does wonders to lift his spirits. Later, after they are both dressed in t-shirts and underwear and are sitting on her sofa sprawled in front of a TV, beer in hand, Jenny says, "So, how's your mom?" "She's good," is the laconic response, and nearly has Peter choking on his beer. "You know, she's a beautiful woman. Is she dating anyone?" "Not right now. But yeah, she's beautiful all right," is Peter's slightly nervous response. To relieve the tight knot in his stomach, he makes a joke, adding, "Are you interested?" "Thanks. But I like her son better." Jenny comes closer to him and nuzzles his neck, tracing the contour of his face with the tip of a finger. Peter empties his mind of the guilt and unpleasantness of the sexualized images of his mother, and allows himself to be swept up in his girlfriend's sexual advances, as the sensual touch of her lips moves downwards along his face and to his neck, which she teases softly with her tongue and her breath. He puts his arms around Jenny and seats her on his lap so that her feet are off the ground and she has to hold on to his strong shoulders for balance while she continues to kiss him all over. He pulls her face level with his and kisses her full on the lips. This time I am not interfering with either of them, just watching, so the kiss lacks the animal brutality of half an hour ago, and has more of the familiar romantic warmth that our couple is accustomed to. They help each other off with their shirts so they are both topless, and savor the feel of each other's warm chests as they snuggle. Peter takes one of her pert breasts, much smaller than his mother's -- damn, why is he still thinking of his mother! No worry, the image is gone -- and licks the hard nipple, while kneading the other breast with his hand. Jenny lets out a soft moan, and her arousal reaches her pussy, moistening it, readying it for the penetration that will soon follow. Jenny abruptly climbs down from Peter's lap to take off her panties, and helps him off with his underwear. Again dispensing with a condom, she climbs back up, and with Peter's help, gently lowers her slit onto his stiff cock. Her mouth opens into a little O at the moment the head of his penis makes contact with her warm entrance, and Peter produces an involuntary grunt, and supports her weight by holding her like a baby at her sides as she comes down to envelop his cock inside her until she is almost sitting on his balls. Their lovemaking is tender and considerate, and lasts a good fifteen minutes. I watch amused at their slightly comical attempts at dirty talk, which seem incongruous with the otherwise soft and romantic nature of their coupling. As they both reach their peaks, Jenny brings her face down to her lover's, covering his face with her dark hair that has fallen forward in a sort of protective canopy around him, and they kiss deeply while Jenny rides him harder and faster. Once Peter has ejaculated, which happens simultaneously with Jenny's intense orgasm, they get dressed, hang out at a bar with a couple of mutual friends before Peter remembers his promise to his mother, tells Jenny and their friends that he has to be going, and drives home alone. *** It is not even midnight yet, but there is no familiar glow emanating from the living room window. It is unusual for his mother to be asleep so early, and she could be awake in bed reading one of the romance novels she so adores, but Peter decides not to risk disturbing her. Using his key, he opens the front door and tiptoes to his bedroom. His mother's bedroom is dark, save for the reading lamp, and the door is almost shut. Applauding himself on his considerateness, he cracks the door open a little to check on his mother. She is sprawled on the bed in a robe, an open novel lying face down next to her. She must have fallen asleep reading. Peter smiles. He thinks of walking over and turning off the reading lamp, but decides against it. He retires to his room, strips naked, and slides under the covers. Two hours later, Peter is sound asleep in the deathly quiet of the house, interrupted infrequently by the faint, distant sound of traffic. This is when I decide to have fun. Peter's eyelids abruptly open, fixing his unseeing stare upon the ceiling. His back straightens unnaturally, as if it is not Peter himself who is responsible for his movements, which is exactly right. As far as Peter is concerned, he is well into one of the erotic dreams he often has featuring Jenny and a few hot chicks from college. His feet wordlessly touch the ground, and he moves gradually, steadily towards his door. The door opens and closes. Shortly afterwards, he is inside Carol's room. His mother's room. The glow of her bedroom lamp makes her face look even more pale than normal, though of course Peter doesn't see this. His hand reaches out, casts aside her bed sheet, and gently tugs on her nightgown, undoing it leave her breasts and pubic mound in plain view. His hand reaches out to hers and lifts it to his penis, which has begun to stir. Placing his fingers over hers, he closes her hand around his organ, and starts moving it to and fro along the length of his penis. A drop of warm juice oozes out from the head, and smears itself across her hand. Some part of Carol's brain registers this, and her eyelids flutter for a moment, and then close again. The tempo of her hand's motions has increased, and if I keep this up, Peter should come in his mother's hand soon. But I have bigger things in mind for these two. Peter climbs on the bed, planting his knees on either side of his mother. He does this roughly, and this wakes Carol. Her eyelids open, register her naked son on top of her, looking strangely listless -- vague thoughts of drugs and hallucinations pass through her concerned mother's mind -- before being replaced by a primeval sense of desperation and defeat when she discovers that she cannot move. She tries screaming and saying something to her son, but nothing comes out of her mouth. It is as though she has no vocal cords. She can breathe, but it seems none of her limbs can move. Terror grips her. What the fuck is happening to me, she thinks. She concentrates all of her energy and succeeds in moving her head slightly. Ooh, this woman is strong. I strike back with a vengeance, and now her whole body feels as though it is trapped in a block of steel. She looks up, every inch of her trying to scream in desperation, trying to appeal for help to her son. But her son doesn't look like he's in an especially helpful mood. His mouth is twisted into a diabolic grin. It is a grin she remembers from the times when he was a rebellious child, trying to defy parental authority by doing something especially forbidden. Yeah, I'm good. I actually dug into the guy's memories, to make the experience as authentic as possible for his mommy. His hands close around both of her large mounds, squeezing hard. It is not the touch of a lover; it is the frenzied cruelty of a rapist who wants to inflict as much terror as possible on his victim. His teeth have her lips in her grip, drawing a tiny drop of blood, and his tongue forces her mouth open and ransacks the inside of her mouth. Peter's mouth comes down on his mother's breasts, takes her nipple inside, and bites. For a second Carol is afraid her nipple is about to be bitten off, but she needn't have bothered. I don't want to disfigure my victims. Evil as I may seem, I really have their best interests at heart, as you will see... Incest is Magical For a long time, Peter terrorizes his mother's upper body with his mouth, sparing not a square inch of her breasts, her neck, her shoulders, and her belly from the touch of his tongue and his teeth. However, I make Peter go just a tad easier than before, so Carol can realize that something of the old fire is stirring inside her. This causes her immense anguish, and increases her humiliation a hundredfold. But there is no way she cannot feel a trace of her deceased husband in the way her son is ravaging her body, no matter how cruelly. For good measure, I 'make' Peter scratch his mother along the arms, just to leave indubitable evidence for the morning. Peter moves downwards and enters his mother's pussy with his tongue. To her mortification, her cunt is wet, and there is little she can do to stop the involuntary reactions of her pussy muscles to her son's hyperactive tongue. His hands are going berserk on her legs, squeezing her thighs and her calves, and caressing the sensitive area behind her knee. Her son sticks his tongue inside her as far as physically possible, then withdraws and replaces his tongue with her a finger. The finger goes inside his mouth, and he swallows. He then pulls himself forward and slaps his penis hard against her face, almost sticking it inside her eye. A gob of his juice makes it into her nose, making her want to sneeze. The feeling soon passes. He wrenches her mouth open, and sticks his penis inside. She is overcome with nausea at the enormity of her violation, but I quickly shut off her gag reflex. Peter moves his pelvis towards his mother's face until both his testicles are inside his mouth, and his penis is rammed against the back of her throat. Carol's eyes moisten, and a tear rolls down her face and onto her the base of her son's penis, making for a fascinating sight, in my opinion. Peter thrusts in and out of her mouth, and his groin muscles begin to tighten. His penis enlarges that little extra bit that it does when he is going to come. When he does, it he is deep inside his mother's mouth and his cum shoots in rapid streams to strike the back of his mother's throat, from where it rolls down into her stomach. I extricate Peter from his mother, and release my influence on Carol to give her just enough time to swallow. She begins to open her mouth to scream, but extraordinarily strong waves of drowsiness roll over her, and by the time Peter has exited her room, she is deep asleep, a little bit of her son's semen dripping through her mouth and onto her lower lip. *** When Carol wakes up at 7.30 am, she feels first vaguely disturbed, then horrified as she recalls the events of the night. HER OWN SON RAPED HER! But wait... how is that possible? The very thought of it is ridiculous, offensive. Then she looks down at her body, and is surprised to notice she is naked. Her terror mounts when she notices the scratching and the bruising from the night's events, and feels the stickiness against her lip, and knows immediately what it has been caused by. For several minutes the enormity of what has happened to her is too much to process, and she sits in bed in a catatonic state, hugging herself, an uncomprehending, almost childlike look on her face. As she comprehends the reality of what has happened, realizes that there is not the slightest chance she could have dreamed something that was so vivid, so real, and which would leave so much physical evidence, she begins to weep. Uncontrollable spasms of grief overtake her body, and I amuse myself at the sight of her boobs jiggling with each sob. But Carol is a strong woman, and even being violated by her own son is not enough to stun her into permanent inaction. She puts on her gown, and marches determinedly into Peter's room. There he is lying contentedly asleep, as if nothing unusual has happened. She roughly sweeps aside his sheets, and slaps him hard across the face to wake him up. "Huh? Mom?" Peter mumbles, disoriented and confused. "Don't act innocent, you bastard," Carol shrieks, slapping him again, leaving a mark on his cheeks this time. "Mom! What the hell?" Peter is horrified. What has got into his mother? He raises his hands and crosses them in front of his face in self defence. Carol slaps away his hands, and is about to strike him again, when he screams, "Mom!" For the first time, Carol looks at his face, registers his expression, his fearful and confounded eyes, and knows in that instant that her son is innocent. But the little matter of her sexual assault still remains, and a long and painful conversation would have followed if I had not decided it was time for some fun again. Carol's expression changes abruptly into one of unbridled lust. This causes her son alarm, which is soon enveloped by his anguish at realizing that he is immobile. His mother has cast off her robe from her body, leaving her stark naked in the morning light. A streak of sunlight illuminates her erect nipples. His predicament notwithstanding, Peter notices how much larger his mother's breasts are than his girlfriend's, and how enticing they look on a woman of modest height. Carol is only 5'2'', and this gives her body an even more irresistibly voluptuous quality when naked. Carol straddles her son, gripping his cock and massaging it to arousal while burying his face in her bosom. She makes him nurse her breasts, and even though Carol is in a state of horror -- I have not extended her the mercy of leaving her unconscious while she rapes her son -- she cannot help thinking how good his face feels there, just like it had all those years ago, when he was a tiny child extracting nourishment from his mother. She plays with his blond hair and his face, and runs her tongue over his face, his neck, and bites his earlobe. Her mouth moves down his body, kissing his chest, his abdomen and finally opening to let inside his cock, which is hard by now. She gets working on her son's penis in earnest, bobbing her head up and down over his shaft while working her tongue over it. Peter's flash is flushed now, his ears are red, and he is about to go over the edge. To add some variety, this time I make Carol take his dick out of her mouth before he comes. Carol's hand closes around Peter's cock, accelerating its approach towards ejaculation, and when he comes, she squeezes every drop of his sperm out of his cock, spraying it onto her face, getting streaks of it into her blond hair, even copping some on her tits. I release my hold on the duo, leaving them staring in shock at each other as they try to pick up the pieces. Now I know I might have come across as a cruel kind of guy, but leaving a mother and son who have been forced to rape each other and have no idea how any of it happened staring at each other naked, and probably precipitating depression or suicide or worse, is not my idea of fun. You would also have noticed that I didn't get the two of them to actually engage in penetrative intercourse -- it turns out I do have some old fashioned ideas with respect to sex. So I... this is where it gets difficult to explain the workings of the dimension I come from in terms that are easy for you to understand. But what I do is, basically, to turn the minds of these two humans so that by the time I am done, the 'rapes' are remembered as extremely pleasant sexual encounters which were merely preludes to a lot more hardcore sex to follow. Of course, such a change is only possible because the conditions for it already existed -- in Peter's repressed Oedipal urges for his mother even before that one time he saw her naked as a child, augmented by their shared experience picking up the pieces after being left bereaved; Carol's intense love for her son, how he reminds him just a little bit of her late husband, the slight tinge of unacknowledged jealousy, sexual jealousy, that has been simmering inside her ever since her son started dating that wench... I could go on. But the immediate result of my manipulation is that for a few seconds, mother and son gaze across at each other first with adoration and later with lust, their bodies come closer and mouths melt against each other in a passionate kiss. Carol lays back and guides her son on top of her, while holding his face close to hers so their lips don't have to break contact. She takes his cock and squeezes it, gives it a bit of a rotation to stir it back to life so she can put it in her hot pussy. But Peter doesn't need much urging, and he's hard in no time, much to the delight of his mother. Carol takes his cock in her hand and positions it against her pussy entrance, and Peter gingerly eases into her cavity. An extremely erotic moment passes between mother and son as Carol gasps a little and Peter grunts to celebrate the breaking of the ultimate taboo, and buries himself to the base of his cock in her cunt. Guided by his mother, he initiates a robust rhythm of expertly executed strokes of his penis sliding in an out of her tight but slippery cunt, and for the longest time, mother and son fuck wordlessly in the missionary position. Stamina is clearly not a problem for these two. Carol spreads her leg wider and lets go of her son's back to give him more control in their fucking. Her knees rock back and forth in small jerky motions in response to her son's strong thrusts. She throws her head back, closes her eyes, and lets her son pleasure her, hanging onto his cock through the strong grip of her pussy muscles. "I'm gonna come, Mom!" breathes Peter, a desperate, slightly guilty look in his eyes. "It's okay, baby. Mommy's coming too," Carol reassures her son, and soon enough, Peter can feel his mother's orgasm through his cock, before he starts to climax too. They hold each other's gaze all through their peaks, and Carol almost screams at the exquisite pleasure her son is giving her. Peter stays in his mother's pussy as he shoots all of his load inside her. Despite having ejaculated so recently, he has a lot of his cum to dump in her pussy, and Carol hugs her son's body to her own as she feels gobs after gobs of his semen being deposited in her womb. She isn't using birth control, and probably should be panicking, but all she can do is widen her mouth in a mischievous smile as her son's naked body gently disengages with hers, and they lay with their blond heads resting against each other... Incest Is The Best Hi, my name is Melonie and I'm 18. This is a story about my life, living and having a sexual relationship with my dad. Don't think for a moment that I don't love every minute of this. He doesn't force me to do anything and never has, and I like learning things from him and pleasing him. He takes care of me. I love my dad and would never hurt him and I know he loves me and would never hurt me. I love that I can fill a void in his life since my mom left us. Let me also say that we never actually have sex. We either masturbate for each other or he loves to give me oral sex. I don't think my dad would actually fuck me if I asked him. He gets too nervous when we are playing, always asking me if I'm okay and worrying if he's going to get in trouble. My day starts early. I get up before him and shower. I sleep naked and sometimes in my own bed. It depends on if we played together the night before, or if our schedules kept us apart. I make sure to wash myself everywhere very well, especially making sure to wash my behind, and shave my sex. Dad doesn't want me to call it my 'pussy', he thinks its too vulgar and 'vagina' is too cold and all biology class. I am usually drying my hair when I hear his alarm clock go off. I quickly finish up in the bathroom and run back to my room. Dad likes to see me in a pose first thing in the morning. My favorite is what my dad calls the 'Whore pose'. He isn't calling me a whore, I know that a whore has sex with many men and that's not me. Its just a role I like to play for dad, a naughty girl that can't get enough sex. Some of the others that we like to play are when I am naughty and I have to bend over at the waist with my feet apart to expose myself for dad. I like to be nude around the house all the time and so I could be standing next to his chair while he watches TV and looks at my spread backside. I love showing off my body to him. Sometimes I will even sit and watch TV with my legs spread and hanging over the arms of the chair. More than once he has come home from work to find me naked, and bent over the kitchen counter. I failed a test or something at school so as soon as I got home, I showered to make sure I was fresh, then bent over for him so that as soon as he walked in he would see me. He's licked me in the kitchen almost as much as the bedroom! He loves to see me making an 'offering' when he comes home. Sometimes we just play in the kitchen for no reason. Dad will come home and see me naked at the sink doing the dishes and he will not be able to control himself. He pushes me forward and I can feel his dick through his pant against me while he talks dirty to me in my ear. Another time I was on the phone with a friend, naked of course, when he came home. Its a weird sensation to be trying to talk on the phone while your dad is on his knees licking your sex. So back to this morning. I position myself so that the small of my back is against the edge of my bed and then I lay back. That way my butt hangs off the bed, and my dad can see the 'perfect curves of my ass' as he calls it. He can also see my back hole and my sex. I have both legs spread high in the air making a big 'V'. I usually prop myself up on my elbows too, so I can see his face when he comes in. He always smiles at me and says good morning when he sees me. At first, when I first started posing like this for him, I was so nervous and embarrassed that I couldn't look at him. But my dad loves me and I never feel more beautiful than when he looks me over and tells me how pretty I am. He starts by kissing the bottoms of my feet, saying how nice and pink and soft they are. He got me a pedicure and now I like to take care of my feet for him. I keep my feet soft, putting lotion on them every night. I don't paint my toenails or fingernails cuz dad says he likes them to look natural. Then he brings my feet together so my soles are against his hairy chest. I can feel the heat coming off his chest and I feel his heartbeat. I love knowing that my pleasing him makes his heart beat faster. It makes me feel special. Then, he rubs his big hands along my shins and calves and will say how nice and smooth my legs are. Then he will caress around my knees and try and tickle me. I am usually so psyched up anyway that I giggle. Then, as if he is opening a special present and wants to make it last as long as possible, he will slowly spread my legs. His eyes are glued down there as I slowly spread and reveal myself to him. I still get a wave of dizziness sometimes and my heartbeat pounds in my ears as my dad looks between my legs. I can tell it makes him hard. Seeing my sex makes him get excited! I keep it shaved for him because I know he loves me bald, not that there is a lot of hair down there to begin with. His smile gets bigger the more of me he sees. Until he can spread my legs all the way, then he smiles at me, pleased. I love showing him what he likes. Usually, he will tell me mine is the prettiest he's seen and will tell me he can't help himself. Then he moves down so he's on his knees with me right in front of him. He will rub his hands along my legs starting at my feet and running his fingertips up my whole leg until they get to my thighs. He usually will say something about how much he loves my skin, the pale complexion I have and tells me not to be in the sun too much. One time I found some pics in the computer of young girls who had really pale skin and small breasts with shaved pussies, like me. Now that dad has me, he says he doesn't need to look at the pics online anymore. Now he knows he has control over me. He will get really close to my sex and I can feel his breath on my skin. I continue to hold my legs open for him, trying not to give in. But my body knows what's coming and gives me away. I get wet. Very wet, really. It all started when dad first come to me and we talked about sex and how much he wanted it and how excited he was all the time. I told him I was pretty horny and curious too. That was when he first suggested we look at each other naked, him so he could get some release and me so I could explore and ask questions. The first time I posed for him, he asked that I get myself ready and he left the room. When I was ready to show him my body, I could call him back in. I paced for like half an hour thinking about it, then I just got so horny I needed some release. I quickly stripped and just laid on the bed on my back. Nothing special, but then I didn't know any better. I called in my dad and he walked in and froze in the doorway. I just laid there letting him look. I almost laughed when his voice cracked as he asked me if he could get his dick out. I told him sure and he dropped his pants right there. His dick was freaking huge and I kinda got freaked but he thanked me a lot for letting him look. He asked if he could hold my legs and I just agreed. Like some geeky guy he grabbed my ankles and picked them up. My feet had been hanging off the bed and my legs were together. As he lifted them he started to spread my legs. As soon as he could see my sex, I heard him mutter "Oh, my god!" and then he stopped. At first I thought something was wrong, and I sat up and asked him what was wrong. He still had my ankles and he couldn't take his eyes off my 'kitty'. "You're so wet!" he said. "Its making the sheets wet." I thought this was a bad thing at first, that I did something weird. Then he grabbed his dick and came. He barely touched it, just staring at my little kitten made him cum. I watched him spray out cum all over the floor. Then he got embarrassed and said he should go. I didn't want him too, I was horny as hell. I don't think he realized that I knew a lot about sex already, especially about playing with my pussy. After that first time, it got better. I offered to let him look some more and told him I liked it. I loved being able to give him some release. And as long as we both agree to it and no one gets hurt I don't see what's wrong. Anyway, back to me on my back with my dad breathing on my sex. He will usually start with light kisses that I can barely feel. All over my cheeks and thighs at first to tease me, no where near my sex. Then he will blow hot breath up my slit. I really want it now. I know I am wet as hell too. Then he will kiss me right on the lips. Just a quick peck. Then he pretends he's going to get up and leave. Usually I push his head back toward my crotch! lol Some mornings I don't need to. He starts at my butt crack. I feel the warm wetness of his tongue barely between my cheeks. Ever so slowly he drags his tongue across my skin. He goes so slow, I can feel his breaths on my flesh. He will even lick across my butthole. That's something that freaked me out at first, but after he said he liked it as long as I was clean, and I got used to it, I really enjoy it. Then he licks up my kitty, using only the tip of his tongue. I can barely feel it, until he gets to my clit, but one time I was really horny to begin with and just his light strokes made me cum. He will really start teasing now, licking up the sides and kissing me above and below my clit. Then I have to beg him, and finally he will kiss my clit. He told me he loved how small mine is plus how it still pokes out when I get really horny. Lately, he does something that makes me cum right away. He was kissing my clit, just light kisses, then he suddenly kissed it hard holding his lips on it. He sucked at it a little and started to pull it into his mouth. I almost cried out! It was so intense! My ass came off the bed to rise up with his pulling mouth. He stopped and said he was sorry, but I told his I liked it and so we tried again. He goes slow, tugging at it a little. Slowly he works up to sucking on it and pulling it over his teeth. I can take it only for a little while, then I cum. It surprised me the first time I squirted. My dad was sucking my clit and had a finger teasing my kitty. He would put it in only a little and move it back in forth like when I was little and he would hook his finger to call me over to stand in front of him. It drives me nuts! I was so close to cumming for so long! It just kept staying at the same level, like when you can feel a sneeze building up and you think its going to happen and it doesn't then you think it is but it doesn't . That's what it was like, then suddenly it all hit at once. It almost hurt I came so hard! I saw stars for real! I closed my eyes cuz my temples were throbbing. I almost started to cry! I was bouncing my legs without realizing I was and I couldn't stop. I gasped and felt like I could breath. Then I could feel my pussy muscles tense up hard. I knew what it felt like when I came, usually I felt them tense and relax a few times that's it. This time they tensed and stayed that way! I thought something was wrong, but then I was grunting and bouncing so much I didn't care. I couldn't think. Dad said I made noises like it hurt. One thing I know, it sure as hell didn't hurt! Next thing I remember, my dad was lying next to me holding me. He asked if I was ok and if I liked it. I was still panting and couldn't believe how cold my lips were from breathing out so hard. All I could do was smile and tell him I felt tired. He said I was now a real woman and that he liked giving me such an intense orgasm. When he kissed my on the mouth I could feel how wet his face was. At first I thought it was sweat, but then he didn't do much to sweat that much. Then I could tell what it was from. When he pulled away, I saw his whole chin was wet. He tried to wipe it away and not embarrass me, but I wasn't. I liked the way he put it, I was a woman now. After that, he made me squirt a couple times a week. I enjoy it so much I try not to rub myself until we can play together. Another thing he likes and wants to try more is anal with me. He loves my butt and I like his licking it. He tried doing something new on me, sticking two fingers in my kitten and one in my butt. I didn't know what it was at first because I was feeling his tongue on my clit so much. The more he pushed though the more it got uncomfortable back there and he stopped. He wants to try more since now he got lube for it, but I don't know. He said he would try only if I was ok with it. If we do, maybe I'll write about that too! Incest Island Ch. 01 Bristol stood in the bathroom admiring her tight nude body. She just turned 18 today, sporting small perky breasts with tiny pink nipples, shoulder length brown hair, bright green eyes, a slightly upturned nose, firm little ass, long legs and she was 5 foot 4 inches tall, about 100 pounds. Her finger and toe nails were painted pink. Her fingers right now were teasing with her pointy nipples on her perky A-cup breasts. Bristol smiled and wandered out of the bathroom, not bothering to cover up. She thought she was alone. "Oh! Bristol, cover yourself!" her brother said with surprise, seeing her proudly wander through the living room wet and nude. "Why? Don't you like what you see?" she answered coyly, not even trying to cover herself. Her twin brother, older by five minutes, Will, just stared at her in awe. "Do you want to take a picture? This is how I'm going to be at home now. Like it or not... If you want to, you can join me." she told him firmly, sitting on the couch, legs spread so that he could see the lightly brown fuzz covered entrance to her pussy. Then, she crossed her legs and watched the TV. Will was shocked. "What happened to you, sis? You're usually in baggy clothes with no shape to them. Now your naked and look great..." he asked her, stopping suddenly at the end. Bristol smiled at him. "So, you don't have a problem with me being nude, just that I'm your sister?" she answered, smiling a little. Will looked uncomfortable. "Well, I've read that nudism is good for your self-esteem and I want to try it. It's free and I feel great." she continued, her mood changing. "I know what boys want and I don't have it. Let me feel pretty at home." she finished sadly. "What? I don't know what you mean. From what I've seen, you have everything that you're supposed to." Will responded, feeling sad for his twin. Bristol looked at the floor and started to cry. "Really? I'm not too small? Are my breasts too small? Am I too short? Too skinny? Is my butt too big?" she indignantly wept, looking at him, sitting on the couch nude crying. "I don't know what you're talking about, sis. You're a good looking woman, if you were not my sister. Since you're my sister, I suppose I can say that you're pretty and that I love you no matter how you look." Will assured her calmly, confused. "Sis, being naked isn't going to change your self-image. You have to change it for yourself... You are not too small, your breasts look perfect, your ass is perfect, you're just right for height, thin but not too thin, and your eyes are the most beautiful things I've ever seen." he confessed, seeing her sniffling and crying end. She looked at him with a teary smile. "Really? Are you sure?" she inquired self-consciously. "I'm pretty sure. Like I said, I'm your brother. I don't think I'm allowed to think that my sister is hot. Isn't that illegal or something?" "It's alright. You're so handsome. I feel sort of like I'm the ugly one in the family... Will, I'll go put my clothes on, if you want me to." Will paused for a moment and looked at her curiously. Bristol sat there on the couch relaxing, looking much more comfortable. "Do what you want. I don't mind. Mom and dad might mind though. I sort of understand why you would feel bad about yourself. They have dressed you like a little girl for so long that I suppose you feel different than the other girls... If you want to go shopping, lets go get you some clothes for you to feel pretty in." Bristol beamed at him happily, running at him and giving him a big sisterly hug accidentally putting his face between her small perky breasts. She blushed when she realized what she just did. "Sorry about that." she remarked, with a shy smile on her pretty face, not trying to cover herself at all. "That's alright sis. You just made my day." Bristol grinned. Will noticed the new confidence in her. "I don't want to go shopping. Mom and dad would find out any ways. This way, I can be free at home with you and nobody else will know." she told him quietly. "I'm not going to argue with that... Mom and Dad might be back in a few hours. You need to be careful." Bristol gave Will another big hug, being careful not to press his face between her perfect little breasts again, then kissed his cheek. The afternoon passed quietly. Bristol lounged around the house nude, retreating to her room when their parents returned home. At dinner, everything was as it was before. Bristol was wearing her baggy clothes that did not suit her lovely body, but this time she was making eyes at her brother, knowing that their parents had no idea of what had gone on that afternoon. Late that night, Will noticed someone coming into his room in the darkness. A slim form moved towards his bed. "Will, thanks for today." Bristol whispered, just as Will turned his lamp on to see that she was once more nude as the day she was born, looking pretty comfortable too. She stood before him without embarrassment. Then, as soon as she entered, she left, her cute little firm ass wiggling a little as she walked out of his room. "Damn..." he sighed, feeling himself get hard. Will started stroking himself off, thinking about his sexy nude sister, her awesome ass, the hug where she pressed his face between her perky little breasts, and how much she was opening up to him. Horny as hell, cum was flowing fast, squirting out all over his hand in powerful jets, surprising him. He then fell asleep with his hands and crotch soaked with his sticky cum. The next day was another day where they didn't have classes, so again Bristol and Will were left at home. This time their parents were both at work. Bristol wandered around the house, just after her parents had left for work. She went to the living room and watched TV, nude on the couch, comfortable with her body. After a while, she was bored and wandered back upstairs. She heard strange noises coming from Will's room, the door open. She watched as Will jerked-off, the sheets tented, his expression one of pleasure, as she remained out of sight. He was pounding it good, the bed squeaking a bit. Then, all of a sudden, he let of a content sigh and relaxed, looking around for a moment. Bristol felt her pussy get wet, rubbing it while watching Will. Will got up to go to the ensuite bathroom in his room, not seeing Bristol in the doorway touching herself. Bristol peaked in at his nude body, seeing how nicely constructed his was too. No six-pack, not too muscular, but handsome and sturdy. She let out a little gasp when she saw the size of his dick. Will looked over at where the sound came from. Bristol was caught. Will saw her standing at her doorway nude, pretty pink nipples hard on her perfect A-cups, her pussy wet with one of her hands rubbing it eagerly, her skin flushed with pink all over. "Bristol.. Uhh... Good morning." Will said, not knowing what to say, showing himself to her without knowing, cum dripping from his dick as it softened. Bristol pulled her hand away from her moist hole quickly and pretended like nothing happened. "Hey Will... Nice look." she replied coyly, giving him a playful wink. They both blushed "I like being nude too, sis." he confessed, standing in front of her without trying to hide himself. Will was 18 also, 6 feet tall, about 180 lbs, fit, with short brown hair, blue eyes, firm body, and 8 inches softening infront of his pretty twin sister. "I can see that... I like you being nude too." Bristol remarked flirtatiously. Both blushes shyly. An awkward silence followed. "It's all right. We all do it, bro." she added, motioning to her moist muffin and his cum dripping dick. "Yeah, I guess so... Where do we go from here, sis?" Will asked her, looking at her strangely, not in a brotherly manner. "I like you and you like me. Maybe we can hug and kiss and stuff like that?" she suggested innocently, boldly giving her twin brother a passionate open-mouth kiss, their tongues soon playing together. "That works for me. Um. I have to have a shower." Will said happily, once their five minute make-out session was over. "I need to have one too. Want to save some water?" Bristol suggested. "Alright. No funny business though. I do want to be nude with you today. That's enough progress for me for one day." he answered, holding her hand as they went to the shower in his bathroom. Once in the shower, Bristol turned the water on nice and hot over them, rinsing herself off as she watched her brother do the same. They took turns soaping each other, rubbing the soap over their arms and legs, avoiding their sensitive spots until last. "So, do you want to wash my penis? Do you want me to wash your vagina and breasts?" Will asked curiously. Bristol smiled. "I don't have a 'vagina'. I have a kitty or a muffin. If you want to, you can call it a pussy or a honey hole, maybe a twat. I don't have breasts either. I have cupcakes or lemons... That thing you have isn't a penis, that's a cock. It's a big one, in my opinion. Maybe a dick. Not a penis." Bristol explained happily, seeing his cock get hard as she talked to him a very unsister-like manner. Will grinned and soaped her sexy firm A-cup breasts, then her lightly furred brunette pussy while Bristol rubbed his hard dick and washed around the base thoroughly. "Am I doing a good job?" she commented, breathing hard from the pleasure her brother was giving to her small breasts and hot little pussy. "You're doing great." he moaned happily, rubbing her pussy gently with one hand, playing with her hard little nipples with the other. Both were lost in mutual ecstasy, not noticing that it was their twin sibling bringing them so much carnal pleasure. Will and Bristol suddenly gasped, at the same time, both almost falling on the floor as their climaxes were reached, strong ones. Bristol moaned loudly and Will sprayed her flat tummy with cum over and over again, making her climax more. "That was the best cum I've ever had, bro." Bristol said sincerely, as they embraced and a long passionate kiss followed. They kissed and touched each other until the water ran cold. Will and Bristol dried off and stayed nude, going about their activities as though everything was normal. Bristol spent a few hours on her tummy with her legs spread, laying on the living room floor studying. Will couldn't help but stare at his beautiful twin sister's pale, tight, little pussy, trying his hardest to focus on his reading. A few months passed. Fall semester ended and they had Christmas break off. After being nude together every possible moment together and helping each other with their playtime needs, Bristol and Will were very close. Will and Bristol were left at home for a week while their parents went out to visit all their different cousins, grandparents, and other people who lived on the other side of the country. They gracefully declined to go, to save money... "Hey Will, we have the place all to ourselves for a week now! What should we do first?" Bristol scampered into his room, both nude as usual. Will smiled at her and handed her a box with a bow on it. "Merry Christmas, sis. I know it's a bit early, but I thought you might like this." She accepted the box and opened it. Bristol happily shrieked and jumped around like an excited school girl. She look the object out of it's box and turned it on in her hand, grinning. "It looks just like yours." she remarked happily. "It is mine... Sort of any ways. I had a cast made of it and now you can use my dick anytime you want to. You can even put it inside you. Do you like it?" A naughty look came over Bristol's pretty face as she poked the vibrator that was identical to her brother's beautiful cock against her supple pink pussylips, pushing into them just a little. "Oh yeah! You are big! So big inside me!" she moaned, pushing more and more of the life-like vibrator into her tight pussy. Will watched, very hard. Bristol got on her knees and took his real dick into her mouth while taking his plastic dick into her tight little pussy, giving him a sloppy blowjob. "Bristol, suck my dick while you fuck yourself with my toy dick! Fuck yourself! Do you like it?" Will told her playfully, enjoying her mouth sliding down the entire shaft of his hard dick, slurping it all in eagerly while she moaned on it, her hands working her tight little pussy harder and harder with the fake dick. Bristol moaned happily, sucking him off, fucking herself with the dildo. Both soon were gasping with pleasure, lost in ecstasy. Bristol's honey hole soaking wet, her hips bucking against the dildo with every movement of it. Will felt his dick twitch in his sexy sister's mouth, cum gushing out in long hot streams. Bristol gagged a little and swallowed it all down without resisting, gobbling his dick to another cum while she writhed around in front of him in orgasm. Bristol let Will's dick fall from her pretty pouty lips, cum streaking her chin, as she pulled the dildo from her pussy. She lay down on his bed on her back, cum on her pretty face, her pussy juices all over her inviting little honey hole. Bristol stretched-out seductively, her small breasts laying flat on her chest. Will lay down next to his sister and played with her little hard nipples. "Will, I don't know what we're going to do. I want to fuck you, but I can't. You're my brother." she remarked sadly, relaxed and enjoying his touch on her sensitive little nipples. "I know. I want to fuck you too. Right up your little muffin while playing with your two beautiful little cupcakes... I guess it would be alright if we used protection. Do you think so?" Will answered her, enjoying the sight of his sexy twin laying next to him in post-orgasmic bliss. Bristol giggled. "Right up my little muffin... Will, you know just how to make me feel dirty and horny. Do you have some condoms?" she said quietly, looking at him with lust in her pretty green eyes. Will quickly produced a package of condoms from his night stand. "You know me. I like to be prepared for anything." Will commented, as Bristol eagerly opened a condom package and rolled it onto his still hard dick. She climbed on top, straddling his hips, poking the tip of his protected dick against the pink puffy lips of her super hot pussy, as they watched her lower down on it slowly, taking it in all the way to the base, grinding together, rocking back and forth, back and forth. Her hands busied themselves playing with her hard pink nipples, her eyes looking straight into his as they connected for the first time. Will took in the sight of his sexy compact sister riding him, her pussy lips parted nicely by his girth. "Sis, you're so tight! This feels so good!" Will moaned, bouncing her on his lap, their genitals slapping together happily. Bristol's small breasts bounced each time Will thrust up into her, faster and faster, causing her to let out a quiet scream of pleasure. They worked together, fucking hard together, their perfectly matched parts fitting together like they were designed for each other. Bristol rode her brother expertly, taking him all the way inside her tight wet hole, her strong muscular pussy walls rhythmically squeezing his protected tool up and down, up and down.... "Oh fuck me!" Bristol cried out, bouncing on her tight pretty pussy up and down her brother's long hard dick energetically, matching his upwards thrusts into her, her entire body spasming suddenly. Will caught her when she collapsed forward, his arms holding her up on a forty-five degree angle, letting his tongue lick her cute pink nipples, still bouncing her limp spasming body on his dick. Bristol was breathing hard and letting out cute little moans, her eyes opening wide when Will started filling the condom with his spunk, the twitching deep inside her making her climax again. A few minutes later, Bristol lay on top of Will, his softening dick still inside her super heated pussy. They kissed passionately, letting themselves rest for a moment. Bristol hesitantly climbed off her brother's dick, her pussy now pink and looking a little swollen. She eagerly removed the used condom and drank it's contents like it was honey. Will watched happily at his sex-crazed sister swallowing his cum out of the condom like it was a special treat for her. "Will, we can do that anytime. Anytime, anywhere... I love you so much." she said, laying next to him so they could have a sleep. "I love you too, Bristol. You're a lot more than my twin sister now. I don't think you need to worry about trying to find a boyfriend anymore. I'll keep on taking care of you and I happen to think that you're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen." Will replied, cuddling her against him and covering their hot nude bodies with a blanket so they could rest. The End of part 1. Incest Island Ch. 02 Will and Bristol were getting good grades in their college programs. Their parents were very happy. Little did their parents know that Will and Bristol had been having nude for the entire Christmas holidays home alone, fucking like bunnies. They fucked on the sofa, on the kitchen table, on every bed in the house, in the showers and bathtubs, in the garage once, and even outside on one oddly warm December night when nobody was watching. They hid their home nudism and incest relationship from their parents, stealing any moment they could to be nude and fuck each other for all of spring semester. Their parents were happy to have kids so serious about their studies that they didn't do out partying... Summer break began. Will and Bristol were to drive the family motor home out to the family campsite a few hundred kilometres away. Their parents were already there on a business trip and would meet them when they arrived. "Will, are you excited?" Bristol asked him, smiling at him. She wore a pink t-shirt that fit her compact firm body nicely with matching tight pink shorts that showed her ass off very well. She was barefoot, as she liked to be around the house and whenever she could be. "I am. A couple days of driving with you, all by ourselves... We might have a lot of fun. By the way, I think those clothes look nice on you. Not that I'm suggesting that you shouldn't be naked all the time..." Will answered her happily, looking her over slowly. Bristol smiled and gave him a kiss. "If it was up to you, I would be naked and we would be having sex all day every day." she remarked playfully, grabbing his crotch through his shorts. "Guilty as charged, sis. Are you ready to go soon? It's almost noon. Mom and dad want us there in two days. I don't want to waste any time here, when we could be out on the road in the motor home with it just you and me." Will said, grabbing their bags and taking them outside. Bristol and Will were soon on their way. Will drove, trying to focus on the road. Bristol had taken her tight pink shorts off, her pretty little feet on the dashboard. Will noticed that her toenails and fingernails were matching silver. He also noticed that she was letting her somewhat long t-shirt slide up higher and higher, giving him a peak of her pretty little pussy as he tried to concentrate on driving. Will drove as Bristol flashed him, rubbing her lightly furred brunette pussy every now and again. They enjoyed the company of each other, talking and joking around. "Will, I'm going to go back for a few minutes..." Bristol informed him, then scampered into the back of the motor home. Will just kept on driving, not aware of what was about to happen. A few minutes later, Bristol came back, her skin flushed pink, her little nipples hard and poking at her thin pink t-shirt. She sat back down on the passenger seat just as she had before, her t-shirt slowly drifting upwards. This time, she couldn't seem to keep her hands off her pussy, rubbing herself under the t-shirt. Will glanced over and saw her climax a few times, wondering what had gotten into her. "Are you alright?" he asked her curiously. She was breathing a little bit hard, humping her fingers eagerly. "Hmm, yeah! Why don't you pull over and I can show you why I'm so worked-up." she responded, writhing on the passenger seat. Will pulled the motor home over at the next parking area. Bristol scampered back into the bedroom waiting for him. He joined her shortly after stopping. She was grinning that naughty grin that usually happened before she wanted to be fucked all day long. "Do you like it?" Bristol sweetly inquired, innocently lifting her t-shirt off to reveal her perky little breasts with hard small pink nipples. Will's eyes travelled down between her spread legs, for the first time seeing her pussy without the short brown fuzz that she used to keep there. Now it was hairless and ever so cute. "Very nice! I'm glad you decided to do it." Will answered, giving her a passionate kiss, his hands rubbing her newly bald pussy, feeling as though there was never any hair on it. She shivered and gasped, pushing him down towards her twat. Will knelt down between his sister's slender legs, kissing her newly bald pussy, licking between the sensitive folds. His tongue slide over smooth skin down there for the first time, her tasty juices already making it damp. He spread her pussy lips with his fingers and licked between them, finding her small hard clit. His tongue tickled it as Bristol gasped and held his face against her hot pussy, the smoothness making it feel so much better for her too. She moaned happily, shivering with pleasure. Will poked his tongue between the hairless delicate folds, wiggling it around against her electrified pussy, making Bristol climax with a squirt, squirting Will in the mouth. Will lapped it all up and ate her to another climax. Standing-up, Will quickly undressed and slide a condom onto his rock-hard 8 inches, pressing it all into Bristol's delicate bald flower, both of them able to see in much more detail how much her tiny hole stretched around him, taking him willingly, enjoying it when he pounded her firmly, making the motor home rock a little bit. Bristol lay there on the double bed on her back, being ravished by her twin brother, taking him deep and fast, her pussy getting even more pink and puffy. "Oh yeah! Fuck me!" she cried out happily, wriggling around on the bed, trying to stuff more of her big twin brother inside her newly hairless muffin, her slender hips bucking against him. "Now do you know why I like to keep myself that way too?" Will asked her, feeling her pussy shudder around his dick like she was being shocked. "I love it, brother. I love it. I'm never letting hair grow there ever again." Bristol mewled like a child, climaxing hard with her brother's dick deep inside her hairless pussy, stretching it out well, as usual. She gasped and breathed hard, some tears streaming from her sexy green eyes as Bristol was overwhelmed with pleasure. Will's cum poured into the condom soon after, as they kept fucking like newly weds. Bristol felt her pussy feel empty as her brother pulled out from her. She eagerly drank the contents of the condom, gobbling his seamen down. Her delicate little hands with pretty silver fingernails touched his smooth crotch and the month old scar from a hernia repair that had led to her shaving him down there before the operation. Will smiled. "Sis, next time, let me do it for you, just like you do for me. I would like to make your muffin stay that pretty forever." Will suggested, as Bristol looked up into his eyes with her heart-breaking pretty green eyes. "I love you, brother." she whimpered submissively. "I know you do. I love you too. Since we're going to be around mom and dad a lot for the next couple weeks, I suppose we're going to have to be even more careful. They would freak out if they caught us..." Will replied, as they put their clothes back on and returned to the cab of the motor home. For the rest of the drive, Will and Bristol enjoyed each other at every possible moment. Driving along, Will would receive a wet, deep blow job from his pretty twin sister. Every time they stopped, their hairless genitals would be coming together, rutting like wild animals on the bed and dinette of the motor home. Bristol and Will slept together on the double bed after fucking several times before sleep, waking up together to fuck again, fucking in the kitchen while Bristol made breakfast on the propane stove. Will fucked her from behind, working her pussy from a different angle than usual while she tried to keep their scrambled eggs from burning in the frying pan. They were reduced to carnal pleasure, Bristol and Will loving every moment of it. Condoms were being used like napkins at a large dinner party. The jumbo Costco pack that Bristol had bought before the trip was almost half used when they arrived at the campsite where their parents were expecting them. "Hi kids, how was your trip? You two didn't fight much, did you?" their dad greeted as they parked the motor home. "It was a nice trip, dad. We got along just fine." Bristol answered, trying to hold back a smile. Will and Bristol were now both appropriately dressed and pretended like nothing was happening between them. "Are you sure? You two have been surprisingly civil towards each other for the last couple months. Is that something going on?" their mom inquired. Will smiled. "No mom, everything is alright. I think that me and Bristol have just matured past all our petty arguments and now we're best friends. We've just grown-up." he said sincerely. That evening, their parents settled into the motor home. Will and Bristol had to move their stuff into the bunk above the cab because the dinette was now covered with computers and papers of their parents. "You kids don't mind having to share a bed like you did when you were little, do you? We have to keep our work papers where we can get them." their dad informed them. Will and Bristol looked at each other and shrugged indifferently. "Sure. She's just my bratty little sister. I'm sure we can deal with sharing a bed..." Will answered, poking Bristol in the ribs playfully. She giggled. "Alright you two. Try to keep it civil." their mother told them as their parents went back to their paper work that was all over the dinette. Bristol climbed into the overhead bed and lay down. Will joined her shortly. They didn't kiss, touch, or make love as they normally would have. They kept their clothes on. Both held each other under their blanket all night, getting a good sleep. In the morning, Bristol woke-up early. She poked Will and woke him up too. They instinctively and silently make-out, their underwear soon off as they made love in the bed above the cab in the damp early morning darkness, being slow and gentle about it, trying not to make any noise. Bristol took Will's condom protected dick deep inside her hairless pussy, kissing him passionately to muffle their mutual gasps of pleasure. She lay under him, their perfectly matched sex organs pleasuring each other. They slowly humped back and forth, back and forth, long deep strokes. Her tight little bald pussy clung to his big hairless dick, their shaven crotches pressed together at times just grinding their smooth spots together. They soon found themselves climaxing with each other, clinging together like cold animals. Bristol drank Will's seamen from their used condom as usual and they disposed of it so that their parents wouldn't find it. Will opened the little window in their double bed bunk, letting the smell of sex leave their little enclosed pleasure palace. With the curtain of their bunk still closed, they re-arranged themselves to be appropriate for their parents when they woke-up, they then both went back to sleep. That day, the family went for a canoe trip, Will and Bristol acting just like brother and sister should. Bristol was back to her normal self, baggy clothes, shy, innocent. Little did their mom and dad know, Bristol's tiny sensitive breasts were braless and her tight little pussy was hairless as the day she was born in her little boyshirt panties. "So kids, here is what we came out here for." their dad informed them, as they beached their canoes and walked onto a nicely sized heavily treed island in the lake. "How do you mean?" Bristol asked curiously. "Your dad and I have figured that we can live here and you guys can do your college courses using distance learning, if you want to. We bought this island and want to live here. It's your choice, kids." their mother explained. Will and Bristol looked surprised. "Live on an island, just the four of us? What would we do?" Will pondered. "You two could live away from distractions that might keep you from studying. TV, girls and boys, parties, and so on... We want you two to keep up your good marks. Whatever you two are doing in school, we want you to keep it up." their dad commented. Will and Bristol smiled at each other innocently. "So we can live on this island and take our courses through distance education? You think that isolating us will help us do better in school?" Bristol said curiously. "We think that you two have been doing really well and that it might be nice to live somewhere like here. There is lots of space and I know how both of you like doing stuff outside. You can study and play outside. That's what you do now, any ways. This place is much nicer than where you guys go hiking. We were hoping that you would like it." their dad told them. "We do like it... Camping and hiking all the time does have an appeal... What do you think, sis?" Will remarked, Bristol looking at the island from the shore. "Sounds like fun. We need to get stuff from town sometimes too." she replied, smiling happily. "We will still be going to town once a week or so. Don't worry about that, darling." their mother assured them. That day, they transported their belongings to the island in canoes. A few days later, movers brought them the rest of the stuff from their old house in a large boat, along with lots of supplies. Will and Bristol each had a little house with a full bathroom, kitchen, table, and bed, like a little apartment, near each other. Their parents lived in a similar but larger house with three bedrooms closer to the shore. They had running water, flushing toilets, hot water, electricity, internet, and satellite TV. Will helped Bristol arrange her stuff around her little house, then she returned the favour. They ended-up in Bristol's cabin for dinner. Clothes were quickly shed. Bristol bent over the kitchen counter as Will slid his hard condom-covered dick into her tight bald pussy, hearing her gasp and moan with every deep stroke into her. They gently fucked, slow and deep, allowing both to build to a huge orgasm over half an hour, Bristol being driven mad by Will's skilled hands playing with her perky A-cups. Her nipples ached every time he touched them, her pussy feeling stuffed, making her weak in the knees. Will supported her with one arm, using his other hand to fondle his pretty sister's lovely little breasts, his dick keeping the slow and gentle pace. Her pussy muscles rhythmically contracted, trying to pull him in farther into her tiny expanse, milking the cum out of him. They climaxed, sweating a bit, still standing, Will's dick stuck deep inside Bristol's inviting bald pussy. Bristol regained her ability to stand on her own, moving herself off her brother's probe, taking the condom off and gulping down the contents eagerly. She ended-up with some of his cum on her lips and around her mouth, looking very naughty. "You missed some." Will teased, causing Bristol to lick her lips seductively. She gave him a look of lust, grinning. "I think I have a special housewarming present for you, brother..." she remarked, bending over again, this time a little farther over, exposing her tightly close pinkish asshole. Will looked at her wet pussy lips and her asshole, smiling. She handed him some lubricant. "Go slow. I managed to get your toy cock up there after a few tries, but it hurt a little. Make sure you get lots and lots of lube on it first." she added, spreading her firm little ass cheeks for him to have a clearer view of the target she wanted hit. Will donned another condom and applied lots of the lubricant to it. "Sis, are you sure?" he asked curiously, just as he touched the tip of his stiff dick against her tiny closed asshole. She shivered at the contact and held herself perfectly still. "Please! I want you to take my anal virginity. Be the first man in my ass, dear brother. Pop my anal cherry! Go gently though. This might hurt if we don't do it really slow and gentle. I'm so small and your dick is so big and hard! Do you think you can fit it inside my tiny little asshole, big brother?" Bristol said seductively. Wiggling her ass against his rock hard shaft, teasing him. "Hmm... I'll see what I can do, sis. Do promises, but I think I might be able to pop your anal cherry wide open and stuff your pretty little ass full of my dick. Hold on." Will replied, poking into her asshole firmly, applying more and more pressure until her stubborn anal sphincter gave way, Bristol letting out a sudden cry of discomfort as Will's tip was pushed into her virginal anal cavity. "Keep going, but go slow, big brother. Do me up the ass nice and deep, big brother." she gasped lustfully, holding perfectly still for him. She moaned out loudly as little by little, more and more of his shaft impaled her extremely tight ass, stretching it open for the first time with a real dick. Bristol's breathing became deep and fast, her hands grabbing onto the nearby counter tightly, her knees getting wobbly as more and more of her brother's large stiff dick ploughed it's way into her tiny asshole, stretching her open in a way that she never imagined feeling good. Will watching curiously as Bristol's anal passage opened enough to take inch after inch, her sphincter in a constant spasm. He slide little by little in, after a few minutes, he stopped. Bristol looked over her shoulder and smiled at him. "All in, sis. Do you like it?" Will informed her, wiggling it around a little so that his hanging balls slapped against her sopping wet pussy. Bristol let out a happy moan, clawing at the counter that she was hanging onto for support. "Fuck me, big brother! Fuck my tight little asshole!" she whimpered, looking like a horny lost kitten begging for milk. Will smiled at her and started moving back and forth slowing deep within her ass, making her moan and scream out like he had never heard her do before. He slide almost all the way out, then moved it all back in, Bristol loving it, sobbing and moaning hysterically. Will noticed that his sister's normally pale skin was getting a nice pinkish tinge to it as she became more and more aroused, her ass humping back against his dick after a few strokes, his crotch and her ass cheeks slapping together firmly, Bristol taking her brother's dick up her firm little ass as though she was meant to. Will put one arm around her slender hips and fucked her ass with some energy, slapping his balls against her pussy lips every few seconds, his other hand playing with her clit. Bristol was moaning like an animal in heat, hardly able to stand and shaking. Her bald pussy sending shivers of pleasure through her compact sexy little body, her ass being stretched open and invaded deeply for the first time by her brother's big hard dick making her pussy soak and squirt in climax, a multiple orgasm following, her entire body giving out on her. She was held up by Will, who kept on fucking her tight little ass at a steady pace, reaming her once virgin rectum out deep. Bristol was just a pretty nude doll for Will to get pleasure from at that moment, as she flopped around like a sexy life-size toy. Her asshole's constant contractions soon had Will unloading into the condom that separated Bristol's delicate rectal cavity from his raging dick that had reamed her out deep. Will almost fell over while cumming, trying to keep fucking his naughty sister's ass, but stopping with his shaft plugging her tiny asshole tightly, thrusting up into her in a vain attempt to wedge more up into her... After a few minutes, Bristol felt Will extract his softening member from her now sore ass. She tried to stand-up straight, but felt a strange new aching coming from her well used ass. Will smiled at her, throwing the used condom out. "So, is the house warm yet? Do you want me to do that again?" Will remarked playfully, noticing that Bristol's asshole was now reddish and stretched open slightly, closing as he watched it for a moment. "Oh shit, brother, that was awesome! Once was enough for me for tonight. My ass is sore now, sore in such a nice way!" Bristol replied, laying on the bed on her flat tummy. Will went over to her and rubbed her back and firm little bum cheeks. Incest Island Ch. 02 "I always knew that I was an ass man, but I didn't think I would ever get to actually do that... Sis, your ass feels even better inside than it looks." Will commented, causing her to laugh quietly. "I'm glad you like it. If you want, we can do it again sometime. Give me a couple days though. It's pretty sore..." Bristol answered, stretching out and beside her brother in the bed. Will covered them and they were soon asleep nude in bed together. End of part 2. Incest Island Ch. 03 It was now August. Will and Bristol had continued with their incestuous relationship on the island without their parents finding out now for an entire month. They tried to swap cabins every night, so as not to raise suspicion. Bristol and Will were nude almost all the time, keeping to their half of the island and remaining nude, having sex out in the shrubbery sometimes, wandering the island at night, fucking without any inhibitions. "Will, do you think we should let mom and dad know what we're doing?" Bristol asked him innocently, as they lay on the beach together nude on blankets, their tans spectacular. Both had gone from pale to nicely browned, but not too much. Neither had any tan lines and their lack of body hair enhanced the look even more. Will looked over to his sexy, compact, now somewhat skinny sister, noticing that some ribs were now showing and that her already small breasts seemed to be getting smaller. Her smooth pussy was looking like hair had never grown there, and she was sporting the cute innocent face of a teenager younger than her 19 years. Will had noticed that he was losing weight, gaining a bit of muscle mass, and was getting nicely toned by all their 'activities' and daily exploration of their reasonably sized island. "I think they might freak out if we did. Do you think they would handle it well?" Will replied honestly. "Will, you're my mate. You and me just fit together right. We are not going to find anyone who matches better than each other. I think we should tell them so that we can be open about it. I love you and want to be able to tell our own parents." Bristol explained passionately. "I know all that. Do you think they would really accept us deciding to be husband and wife though? They are not the most open-minded people. After all, they seem to think that we stay in our separate cabins and study all day...." Will begun with bluntness. "Hey mom and dad, Bristol and I want to be husband and wife. Oh, by the way, we've been nudists, masturbating each other for almost a year now, having sex since Christmas, and she has let me do her up the ass every couple of days for the last two months." he continued. Bristol looked at him and giggled. "No. Not like that, silly." she said happily. "I was thinking that we could conveniently 'get caught' by them. Maybe on a day when they come back from the shore? Pretend like we didn't know they would be home when they get there... Oh, by the way, I love to take my brother's big hairless dick into my tiny little bald pussy every day! If we can, I'll take him in my mouth and up my bum too, then some more in my pussy! I love to fuck him! Mom and dad, I love him so much!" Bristol added, playfully. Will looked at her seriously for a moment, then laughed. "I think I might be fucking you a little to hard sometimes..." he remarked sarcastically. Bristol grinned and smacked him gently. "You haven't fucked my brains out, brother. You've made me into your naughty little sister toy for you to get pleasure from. I'm all yours. What I want for us now is our parents to accept that we are a couple." Bristol told him quietly. "Sounds like a plan... Aren't they off the island right now?" Will said calmly, smiling at her. Bristol beamed back at him, then grabbed his hand. They were soon walking to the main house without any clothes on and a handful of condoms. Bristol and Will watched from their parent's bedroom window as their parents returned to the island by small boat. They saw their parents get out of the boat and unload onto the dock. Will straddled Bristol's chest, Bristol instinctively taking his dick into her warm, wet little mouth and sucking him off, bobbing her head back and forth, taking his eight inches into her throat down far enough that his hairless balls rested on her chin. Slurp! Slurp! Slurp! She sucked her brother hard, getting him ready. Bristol felt her twin brother's stiff cock leave her mouth, so she expertly slide a condom on it and spread her thin legs wide, leaving her hairless little pussy open for him. Will climbed on top of his beautiful twin sister and kissed her, poking her pussy with his tool. Bristol moaned into his mouth as she felt her pussy stretch open around his prong once more, tiny nipples on the tips of her equally tiny cone-shaped breasts wobbling back and forth, back and forth. She gasped and grabbed at the sheets under her, her pussy clenching on her brother's cock, taking him balls deep. "Oh Will! I love it! Keep going!" Bristol whimpered, knowing that their parents would soon catch them. Will smiled and kept going, building to a steady pace, pounding his sexy twin sister's inviting little hole with his big dick, feeling her pussy muscles rippling around his tool rhythmically. He was breathing hard and enjoying it, each thrust in all the way until he felt the base of his cock press against his twin sister's hairless pussylips. Over and over again, in and out, in and out. Bristol was getting close. She looked over at the bedroom door, then smiled. Their parents were standing in the doorway, mouths open wide, watching their two oldest children nude, having sex on their bed. "Hi mom and dad!" Bristol moaned happily, as Will kept on working her tight little pussy. Will looked over then, seeing their parents there. "Hey guys! We thought we should let you know about what we're doing." Will added, smiling at them as his cock was wrapped in his sister's pussy deep. Their parents watched as Will and Bristol finished. Both climaxed, Bristol squirted on Will's lap, causing their parents to stare at her with amazement, then Will filled the condom with cum after his sister's amazing pussy milked it like a hand, rubbing him off from inside her firm little body. Will pulled out and Bristol promptly removed the used condom, emptying it into her mouth, her little tongue sticking out as she dripped the naughty contents into her mouth, both of their parents watching. "So, Bristol and I have been having sex for a while now and we thought that you guys should know." Will began, sitting beside his sister on their parent's bed, both nude in front of their fully dressed parents. "We can see that... For how long?" Dad asked them, not surprised. "You know when we started to get good grades?" Bristol suggested, smiling at Will. "Oh, that explains everything! You two naughty kids! I saw that you're using protection any ways." Mom commented, smiling at her nude children. "Are you mad at us?" Bristol inquired quietly. "No, not at all. In fact, it's good that you two have each other. You two should feel lucky to have someone to love in this crazy world... It's like when your mom and I were kids." Dad begun, as Mom stopped him with a stern poke in the arm. Will and Bristol looked at each other curiously, then looked at their parents. "Um... You know how we told you that your grandparents on my side died in a plane crash? Well, actually, they are dead, but you know them." Mom confessed calmly, her children gasping with surprise. "You mean that it's fine that I have sex with my brother because you have sex with your brother too and your brother is my father?" "Yes Bristol, I am your mom's brother, but I'm also your father... Do you think we love you any less or differently because of that?" "Daddy, how could you keep this from us for so long? Will and I deserve to know about our parents." "That's cool though... Do you guys want to be nudists like Bristol and I?" "Sure, we've always wanted to do that, but your mom was afraid that it might mess you two up somehow. I suppose the damage is done now..." "It's alright by me too. Your father and I used to be nudists before you two were born. I'm glad that you two embrace being in your natural state as much as we do." Bristol and Will stood-up and followed their parents to the living room. They remained nude while their parents were clothed, as they had a long talk. That evening, Will and Bristol returned to Bristol's cabin. They were quiet, laying together on the bed as usual, close to each other. Bristol cuddled against her brother and they fell asleep. In the morning, they awoke, but it wasn't the same. Bristol didn't want to have sex first thing. Will wasn't perpetually hard. They looked at each other sadly. "I love you very much, Will. And now we're allowed to do whatever we want now, all the time, wherever we want to..." Bristol told him honestly, as they ate breakfast. "Being told that our own parents are brother and sister is a lot to handle, then they say that we are over eighteen so we can make our own choices... Bristol, I think I want to be with you for the rest of my life. There is no doubt for me about that. I think it's good that we did what we did yesterday." Will replied, sounding more positive than she did. Bristol looked-up at him and smiled. "Do you think they are going to get Toby and Jenna to come out here after their summer semester is over?" "That might be cool. We missed their eighteenth birthday." "They missed our nineteenth birthday." Bristol giggled, returning to normal. "Maybe they are a couple too." she added, getting up from the table and taking her dished to sink. Will stared at her firm little tanned ass, feeling an erection coming on. "So, what are you doing today?" he asked her, going behind her and poking her in the back with his hard-on. She smiled and kissed him. "Whatever you want to do, my sweet brother!" she answered, hopping up on the counter, grabbing a condom that was strategically placed, wrapping his cock with it, then pulling him into her wet hairless pussy. Will held Bristol's slender hips as they kissed, his cock sliding back and forth within her tight little bald pussy, slowly and deeply. They held together, their tongues playing as they kissed passionately, moving together. Bristol's tiny pink nipples hardened and she shivered, her pussy stretched around her twin brother's cock just like she wanted it to be, fitting perfectly. "Oh yeah! Will, I love you!" Bristol moaned happily, rocking her boyish hips against him as he fucked her slow and deep. "I love you too, Bristol. And I love your hot little body too. Will you be mine forever?" Will replied as they built to a mutual climax. Bristol shook as her pussy had a spasm around the cock deep within her and squirted, at the same time as Will filled the condom with his cum. Both were kissing, muffling their moans of pleasure. Will kept sliding back and forth inside her until he softened and had to pull out. Bristol unwrapped his cock as normal and drank her brother's warm tasty cum from the used condom. She then hopped down from the counter and they went to work on their reading for their classes in the fall, being good students. The pile of text books on the table was fairly high. A couple days later, it was time for Toby and Jenna to get picked-up from their school. Will and Bristol went to their parent's house in the afternoon to go talk with them. Being greeted by their nude parents. Will and Bristol smiles and looked them over. Both were looking very good for their ages. Their father was just about to turn 40 and was an older version of Will, same height, weight, hair colour, and good looks. Bristol noticed that his semi-hard cock wasn't nearly the size of her brother's, five inches. He was neatly trimmed down there. Their mother was 38, five feet four inches tall, about a hundred and ten pounds. Her brown hair was shoulder length, and her eyes were blue. Will took notice of her firm and perky B-cup breasts with their hard small pinkish nipples, as well as her landing strip. Her ass was firm and small. She looked like a woman of 25, not 38. Will smiled as he looked his mom over nude for the first time. "Hi kids, your mom and I decided to let you two go and pick-up your brother and sister." Dad said, as they all sat down in the living room. "Really? I don't want to be away from here for two weeks though..." Bristol remarked, sounding unhappy. "Well, someone has to go pick your brother and sister up. We have a lot of work to do and really can't afford to take the time away from it." Mom explained. "I can go by myself. I'm comfortable with that. Sis, you can stay here. Will you be alright without me around?" Will volunteered. Bristol looked and mom and dad, then blushed. "We can take care of her until you get back." Dad answered, eyeing his daughter. Bristol giggled, noticing how he was looking at her. "I'll be alright, Will. You go and have fun." Bristol said quietly. "Well, anything that happens is alright with me, sis..." Will begun, noticing their mom eying his sister too. "Bristol has a really high sex drive. She might need someone to play with while I'm away." he added, looking at his smiling parents. "We know that son. I'm sure she will not suffer while you're away." their father replied, grinning. "I think that might be pretty cool, daddy. Both of you?" Bristol spoke, shy, her little nipples getting hard. "Both of us, baby. That is, if you like." their mom informed her. "That's alright with me. Will, is it alright with you?" "Sure, sis. It's whatever makes you happy." Will told her with a smile. They had dinner together as a family, something they had not done for a few weeks. Then, Will and Bristol returned to their cabin, Will preparing for his trip and Bristol getting what she would need to stay with their parents for two weeks, not comfortable staying in the cabin by herself anymore since Will usually was with her at nights now. The following day, Dad dropped Will off on the shore. Will took the motor-home with a trailer on the long drive back to the family house. Then, Dad returned to the island and joined his nude wife and daughter for breakfast. Bristol was looking pretty comfortable and relaxed, her parents glancing at her firm compact body frequently. "So, what are we doing today?" Bristol asked after breakfast. "Whatever you want to, darling." Dad answered, seeing her blush bright red afterwards. "Daddy, are you sure?" she replied innocently, Mom leaving the kitchen to get to work. "Yes, I'm very sure... What do you need me to do?" he said with a warm smile. "Well, Will and I usually have sex this time every day. I have a toy that I can use, but it just isn't the same as the real thing... Would you like to have sex with me?" Bristol asked, sounding a little embarrassed. "Really? Are you sure?" her father questioned, grinning happily, his cock hardening at the thought. "Yes. I'm sure. Is there anything I can do for you? Maybe something that mom won't do?" Bristol replied with a naughty smile. "Your mom hasn't let me up her bum. You said that you let Will have anal sex with you? If you would like, can I do that with you?" her father remarked, moving next to her, patting her firm little bum gently. Bristol giggled happily. "Oh course, daddy! You can do whatever you want to!" Bristol knelt down and started to suck her father's dick, about five inches, not the eight inches that she was used to, but she liked it. She looked up at her father innocently, bobbing her pretty head back and forth on his dick, slurping and sucking it. He moaned with pleasure, holding her hair as she gave him a good deep blow job, taking him balls deep in her mouth, her nose in his neatly trimmed pubic hair, her skilled tongue swirling around to stimulate the organ in her mouth. "Oh Bristol! That feels so nice! If you don't stop, I'm going to cum in your mouth!" he said with excitement, Bristol keeping the pace-up. She was rubbing her smooth wet pussy with her hands, her mouth pleasuring her own father. She bobbed her head back and forth in long strokes, licking and sucking the entire length of her father's cock eagerly, feeling it twitching in her mouth. Pre-cum leaked out and suddenly was followed by a large load of her father's cum. She slurped it up, sucking and licking his cock, hearing him groaning happily, his hands holding her head on it, her mouth filling with cum for several gulps before her dad let her go. "That was great! I haven't had a blow job for a couple years, darling. Daddy really likes having you home." he told her, looking down at her as she licked his cock clean of cum, her pretty eyes glancing up at him innocently. "I like giving blow jobs, daddy. You taste good too." she answered, getting up and laying on the kitchen counter with her slender legs spread wide. Her father followed her and knelt down, licking her hairless little pussy. She felt him slide a finger into her pussy and one into her bum, working them in and out gently and deeply, making her moan and gasp happily, her body tingling all over. His tongue tickled her clit and teased it, the fingers in her holes setting her off like a rocket. Bristol thrashed around on the counter, kicking the air, almost screaming out with pleasure, her pussy suddenly squirting her father's face, surprising him. He licked it all up, tasting his own daughter for the first time. The smoothness of her body making it easy to manipulate her parts. She looked down and saw her father licking her pussy and fingering both of her small tight holes, her tiny nipples hard on top of her almost non-existent breasts. Bristol lay back, her pussy and bum on fire, writhing around trying to press her pussy against her father's face more, rubbing it on his nose and tongue. "Oh daddy! You eat pussy really good! I think that I will be giving lots of blow jobs if you will eat me like this every day!" Bristol moaned happily, just as she let out a laboured sigh, squirting her father's face once more from her trembling pussy. "Daddy, will you make love to me now?" she whimpered quietly, pouting at him. "Of course, baby. Anything you want... You know that I had a vasectomy about ten years ago, so I can't get you pregnant. If you want me to wear a condom, I will." he answered, standing-up pointing his hard cock at her wet bald pussy. "You don't have to wear one then, daddy. Please just make love to me!" Bristol mewled while scooting to the very edge of the counter and spreading her legs as wide apart as she could. She lay back on the counter, her father's strong hands on her tiny breasts, kneading them like dough as he slide his dick into her moist tight pussy. Bristol moaned happily, feeling her pussy wrapped around a man's shaft. She wiggled towards it, rocking her slender hips to rub it around inside her. Her father pressed the base of his five inch cock against her bald pussylips and rubbed her clit with one hand, while the other one played with her tiny hard nipples. Bristol moaned and her breathing was getting deeper. "Oh daddy! That feels so good!" she gasped, wrapping her slender legs around his waist. Bristol felt her father start pumping her pussy with slow shallow thrusts, keeping himself almost buried in her at all times while his fingers teased her clit. He watched his very sexy daughter lay on the kitchen counter nude with his dick buried deep inside her, taking him into her tight little hole. "Bristol, do you like daddy's dick?" "Yes daddy! I love it" Bristol moaned as she gasped, her firm little body trembling and pussy getting wet. Her hands grabbed the edge of the counter and her hips kept rocking, her father's cock bringing her pleasure for the first time. She playfully squeezed her tight pussy muscles around him, massaging from within on the way out, releasing them so that he could slide all the way deep inside her on the way in. "Darling, I love you too! You feel so good! Your pussy is just so tight and strong too!" Dad kept working his daughter's tight little pussy, rubbing her hairless crotch and playing with her tiny hard nipples. He watched as his cock slide back and forth, harder than ever before because of the sexy little angel he was pleasuring. The tingling in his cock was almost sending him over the edge, as it moved around inside her unprotected. Incest Island Ch. 03 All of a sudden, Bristol's pretty eyes looked up at her daddy, opened wide, just as she felt her pussy flooded with cum for the first time. It made her squirt on her father's crotch, making him cum more out of surprise. She saw his grin when he watched her tight little pussy squirt for him. "Bristol, I didn't know you could do that for me." "Is it alright, daddy?" "It's kinda neat, darling. I really like it. I hope we can do this a lot more." Bristol blushed as she lay on her back on the kitchen counter with her father's cock deep inside her, his infertile cum filling her pussy. She felt her father pull out of her and give her a long, passionate kiss on the mouth. "Thanks baby. I really needed something exciting." her father told her warmly, rubbing her gooey pussy. "Your welcome, daddy. Do you want to try my bum later?" Bristol replied innocently, hopping off the counter and holding her pussy with one hand as the cum inside her tried to leak out down her thighs. "I really would like to, but I have to get to work... Besides, you're more than my little soldier can handle today." "Maybe it will be ready for more at lunch time? I'm going to study." Bristol felt her father swat her firm little ass playfully as they parted, he went to work in his office and she went for a shower to clean-up. As the day went on, Bristol was getting bored of studying. She went for a stroll to her parent's room. "Hey mom, can I come in?" "Oh sure... Make yourself at home." Bristol noticed how her mom was looking her over. They smiled at each other. She took a look at her mom's firm and still perky B-cup breasts, so much larger than her small cones. Bristol sat on the bed next to her mom, just like they used to do when she was younger. "Your father said that you had sex with him..." "We did, mom. It was good. Not Will, but good." Bristol replied, relaxing next to her mom on the big bed, both women nude. "I'm so glad that you and your brother love each other so much. Will was very generous to allow us to share you with him." Two womanly hands touched Bristol's tiny cone-shaped breasts, feeling them carefully and gently. Bristol held still and let out a quiet moan as her mom felt her up. Tiny hard nipples poked her mother's palms. They leaned into a kiss, both women sliding their tongue into the mouth of the other. Bristol's curious hands felt her mother's perky firm breasts, feeling the soft firmness and hard nipples of another woman for the first time. "I used to do this with your aunt... That is, before the boat accident. I hope that Tannis and Tinley decide to come with Will. Your cousins might like it here." Mom spoke for a moment, smiling when she saw her daughter's delicate hands feeling her firm B-cups and pointy nipples. "Tannis and Tinley too? We're going to have lots of people here... Do you think they can do all their classes on-line and be like Will and me?" Bristol asked innocently, her mother turning around to show her a wet pussy adorned with a small landing strip. "They will like it here. We can have paradise here, if we want to." Mom answered, as she went into a 69 with her oldest daughter. Her face near her daughter's smooth hairless pussy. Bristol fingered and licked her mother's pussy, excited because it was the very hole that she and her brother emerged from almost twenty years ago. She spread her legs wide for her mother, as a tongue and fingers probed her tight little pussy in return. Both women moaned into the pussy they were pleasuring, slurping and licking it eagerly. Bristol explored the labia of her mother's pussy, noticing how it was different than her own, and yet very much the same. She licked around her fingers as they slide in and out of her mom's pussy, much wetness forming around them. Her own pussy was on fire, very wet and sensitive, making her shiver and gasp quietly. Dad walked in on his wife and daughter in a 69 on the bed in the master bedroom. He stopped and stared, instantly hard from the sight before him. Neither woman noticed him, as both were eagerly fingering and licking the pussy in their face. Slurping and licking was heard, not trying to muffle their moans with anything more than the pussy that their face was pressed against. He noticed that Bristol's cute little ass was positioned just perfectly for him to sneak-up on it. Once he had applied some water-based lubricate to his raging hard five inch cock, he climbed onto the bed behind his daughter, his wife seeing him and giving him a smile while her mouth was busy giving pleasure to Bristol's small bald tight pussy. The mouth on Bristol's pussy let out as gasp when she saw her husband poke his dick into his own daughter's ass. Bristol held still and let out a happy yelp as she felt her father enter her bum for the first time. She was in ecstasy, her tiny rectum stretching open for her father's unprotected cock. Licking her daughter's tight little pussy, tasting her wetness, she watched her husband's cock disappear slowly into her daughter's amazingly tiny asshole, her husband's balls resting on her nose. She let out a sigh, her pussy spasming on her daughter's mouth and fingers. Bristol squirted her mom's mouth at the same time, letting her have a good taste, just as her other parent had just a few hours ago. Bristol saw her mom roll out from under her as she felt her father slowly fucking her ass with all five inches of his length, working it in as deep as he could, holding her by her boyishly slender hips. "Oh daddy! Do you like fucking my bum? I like you in my bum!" Bristol moaned, looking over her shoulder to see her mother watching her husband moving in and out of her daughter's tight little asshole. "I love it, darling! You're so tight! What do you think about your daughter, mom?" her father answered happily, keeping his slow but steady pace going, his balls squirted by Bristol's pussy as she was crying and moaning with happiness. "She is so naughty! Does it feel good?" "I love it mom! I love it when Will does it too. I feel like such a bad girl when I have a dick in my bum! Oh daddy!" Bristol started flexing the tight muscles of her rectum around her father's cock, milking it as he moved back and forth within her asshole. She heard him groaning louder and felt him twitching inside her. Pressing her firm little ass back against her father's cock, she buried it as far it would go up her ass as he unloaded cum inside her ass for the first time. She was once more squirting, her mom's fingers playing with her super sensitive clit and her father's cock squirting cum deep in her bowels at the same time... A few minutes later, Bristol and her father had pulled apart and cleaned-up. They lay on the big bed with her mom, all nude and exhausted. Each kissed the other and had a nap together. End of part 3, more to come in part 4. Incest Island Ch. 1 Prologue [The continuing adventures of Sherri, Don, their son Robbie, and their incestuous island family] In our previous story, "Mom's Special Wedding" we met Sherri, a beautiful new bride and the mother of her teenage, Marine Corps son, Robbie, and Don, her handsome, wealthy and admittedly bi new husband. Following a very "orgasmic" wedding during which Sherri seduces her handsome and willing son in the Bride's dressing room, Don is plowing "virgin anal territory" with an equally receptive Darla… Sherri's closest friend, bi-sexual lover, and bridesmaid. As soon as the wedding was over, Sherri told Robbie that she and Don wanted him to accompany them on their honeymoon and that she had always wanted to fuck two men at the same time. And who better than the two men she loved the most in the world? Well, how's a young, horney, gung-ho Marine supposed to turn down an invitation like THAT? Ain't gonna happen! Of course, he IS a little bit apprehensive when Don and his sexy mother make it very clear that they BOTH want to get it on with him. Robbie admits to a bit of "bi action" in his young life and although he has never actually fucked another guy - never mind, BEING butt-fucked - well, like they say, "In for penny, in for a pound." Right? So, when this incestuous triad of bi lovers arrived on Don's family owned island and moved into the ancestral "cottage" that rivaled some of the Newport mansions, the ensuing "Wedding Night" was one never to be forgotten… By ANY of them. During the trip to the island, Don had confided to Sherri and Rob that his family, too, had a long and proud incestuous history. And so, we continue the saga of Don, Sherri, Rob and their family and friends on "Incest Island" –enjoy- * * * * * Sherri was languishing in the early morning sun that was streaming through the huge windows overlooking a garden in full bloom perched above a sandy beach and the brilliant, sun sparkled sea. Pleasantly entangled with the cum-covered and sweaty bodies of her 19 year old son and her husband of a single day and night, she let her mind wander back over the previous day's "activities". She had to giggle as she imagined Darla being ass fucked by her new husband while she, Sherri, was fucking her own son for the first time… And right there in the church too! Thinking about Darla, Sherri's mind slipped back to the first time she had met the gorgeous, young and oh-so-sexual black woman. She had been driving home after closing her shop for the night when, suddenly her headlights picked up a couple of cars beside the road and 3 or 4 people standing behind them. As soon as she realized that there were a couple of white guys giving a lone black girl a very hard time, Sherri slammed on the brakes and skidded to a halt just a few feet from the two jerks. "Hi boys," she purred as she stepped out of the car. "Out for a little fun tonight, are we?" "You got that right, bitch," snarled the larger (and uglier) of the two goons. "You wanta join the party? Always room for one more, I always say. Especially a "looker" like you. I kinda like the idea of eatin' some white pussy… Right after I get done fucking this here black bitch." "Yeah," panted the little creep. (Sherrie had already christened them in her mind as "Billy Bob" and "Billy Boob"). "We're both gonna fuck both of you… And make you suck our dicks too. Whata think of that, bitch?" "Not much, really," replied Sherrie calmly (not that she was FEELING all that calm, of course). "But if either of you think you're man enough to take ME on instead of that defenseless girl there, then let's stop screwing around and get on with it. I really don't have all night for this – and I AM horney." Well, "Billy Bob" had wasted no time in taking Sherrie up on her obvious, (to him), invitation and painfully grabbed and twisted Sherri's breast with his fat, calloused and hair covered hand. But THAT was as close as he ever got to anything even remotely pleasurable at the hands of this, now fully enraged, young woman. Grabbing his filthy paw in a judo grip, Sherri quickly forced the fat slob to his knees, carefully keeping his ugly body between her and the gape-mouthed fool that just stood there, dumbfounded, watching his buddy getting the shit kicked out of him by a stupid broad. "Billy Bob's" rising scream of pain ended abruptly in a chocked gurgle as Sherri's boot toe slammed hard and squarely home into his groin. As he rolled onto his side in agony, Sherri spun quickly on her other foot and planted the same boot that had just emasculated fatso, dead-on into "Billy Boob's" adams apple. She hadn't killed him maybe, but like "Billy Bob", this asshole was gonna wish he was dead, when and IF, he woke up. "Come on!", Sherri yelled at the girl. "Get in the car before these goon's start to breath again. Let's get the hell out of here!" "But, what about my car? And my books and stuff?" questioned the obviously terrified, (and not just a little pissed off), young girl. "Fuck the car and the other stuff. We'll come back for them later… After we've called the cops to roust those bastards." "You're right… Fuck it! Let's go"… And as she headed for the passenger's side of Sherri's Camaro, she "casually" ground her heal, first into "Billy Boob's" testicles, then, just as casually, smeared "Billy Bob's" bulbous nose all over his acne pitted face. Settling into the soft leather seat of the car she was pleased to note that neither of the two shitheads were able to utter even a whimper. "Where too?" Sherri asked; the Camaro's tires leaving a smoking trail of smoke and rubber as she accelerated onto the highway. "I'm not sure," replied the girl. "There's a convenience story about a mile up the road. You could drop me there and I can call my brother to come pick me up. But I hate to do that! He's going to raise holy hell with me for running out of gas on my way home from school and getting myself in that situation back there. He'll KILL me… I just know he will!" "Well, don't worry about it," said Sherri. "We're not going to 'drop you off' anywhere! After a scare like that we need to get you home where you're safe". I'm 'Sherri', by the way. 'Sherri Bankstan'. I run that little dress shop back in town and I'm pleased to meet you," said Sherri, holding her hand out to the beautiful, young black girl, (woman, really… She must be at least 18 or 19 thought Sherri). "I'm please to meet you too," replied the girl. "And grateful, too, to say the least. God! You were magnificent! Zena ain't got nothin' on YOU lady. Man did you blow those honkies away. I don't mind telling you, I was scarred shitless! When I saw those scumbags climb out of that truck and realized there was no way I could get away from them, I just knew I was in deep doodoo". Then you come screeching in like Wonder Woman and annihilate those cocksuckers with two swift kicks to the balls… Well, actually, I kicked the skinny guy's nuts, but you 'bout took his head off! Where'd you learn to fight like that?" "Oh, I'm sorry… My name's Darla… Darla Pinkney. I'm a sophomore at the college and I was on my way home from school and just flat forgot to get gas. Chet's just gonna have a fit! He's a senior and he's always accusing me of being a 'mental lightweight' when it comes to the car. And he say's I 'babble' a lot too." She smiled shyly as she realized that she was still holding Sherri's offered hand in both of her own. Sherri gave the girl's hand a quick squeeze and returned her attention to the road ahead. "Where would you like me to take you?" she asked. "Do you live near here?" "Yeah… Chet and I share an apartment not too far from school. You can grab a left at the light and it's two blocks down on the right. I can't tell you how much I appreciate this. I just remembered that Chet didn't have any classes tonight and he was going out with some of his buddies. So he wouldn't have been home to come get me anyway. That would have been a long walk even if those creeps hadn't shown up when they did." "Why don't you come up for a minute?" asked Darla, as Sherri parked the car in front of the apartment complex. "I can fix us a drink or something. It's the least I can do to show my appreciation and I don't know about you, but I certainly need a big strong one! – 'drink' that is," she laughed. "Sure! Why not?" replied Sherri. "I was just going to go home, take a hot bath and curl up with a good book anyway." "Well, I can't offer you a hot bath but a shower would sure be nice," sighed Darla as she swung her long, shapely legs out of the car. I don't suppose YOU need one though… You hardly worked up a sweat putting those guy's lights out. Where'd you learn to fight like that, anyway?" she asked again. "Oh, I grew up in a military family and both my brother and my father made damn sure I knew how to take care of myself. They kept after me until I earned a Black Belt in several of the martial arts. God! I miss them. Dad died when I was a teenager and Jerry's plane crashed during an air show a few years later," said Sherri, as she accepted the tall, icy drink Darla handed her and settled into a corner of the big couch. Christ! I don't know why I'm telling you all this. I'm not usually so verbose with someone I've just met, but you are a very easy person to talk to." "Yeah, everyone tells me that," giggled Darla. "I guess it's 'cause I like to talk so much. Hey! Should we call the cops and tell 'em where to pick up those two bozos…May they rot in hell?" "Nah, let 'em go." If they're dead, we'll know about it soon enough, and if not, I don't think they're going to be trying anything like that again for awhile. I doubt they're even going to be able to walk for a few days, never mind trying to assault another pretty girl like you." Sherri was suddenly aware that Darla was, indeed, a beautiful young woman with high, perky breasts that just seemed to invite her lingering gaze. "My God!" she thought. "What's come over me? I just rescued this gorgeous bit of femininity from an almost certain rape and now I'm having lustful thoughts about her myself… Shame on me! I hope she can't read my lascivious mind. She'll boot me out of here on my butt… Or run screaming for the cops after all." Sherri certainly didn't consider herself to be a lesbian by any means… Or even bi-sexual, for that matter. But she had to admit that she did enjoy looking at other women's bodies and had often masturbated while fantasizing about making love with another woman. But she'd never had the opportunity to experience the reality of it and would have died of embarrassment if this extremely attractive girl even suspected her lustful thoughts. But strangely enough, Darla WAS reading her mind… Or, at least, she was picking up the sexual "vibes" that Sherri was struggling with at the moment. "Oh, my!" Darla thought. "Maybe it's just the adrenalin from the attack, but I'm getting horney as hell… I wonder? But no, she's probably straight as hell and would run like a deer if she knew I was sexually attracted to her." Darla, unlike Sherri, was decidedly and unashamedly, bi-sexual and enjoyed making love with a woman with almost the same intensity as she did with a guy (well, almost...especially with her brother, Chet)! "But, I'd better not let THAT slip out," she thought. "That'd really blow her mind… A 'sapho', incestuous SLUT, is what she'd think. And she'd probably regret saving my black ass (or pussy, as the case may be) from the 'fate worse than death'". "God! I'm so fucking melodramatic," she thought. "Must be all those acting classes I'm taking. I'm sure she hasn't a clue that I'd love to suck those big, beautiful tits and eat out her honey dripping pussy. On the other hand, 'Nothing ventured, nothing gained'! Right? Besides, I do owe her my life… And she DOES turn me on!" "Sherri, I hope you won't be offended," she offered, "But I need something a bit more relaxing than this drink. Would you care to share a 'doobie' with me?" "A doobie?… What's that? Sounds interesting," Sherri replied. "You know, grass, weed, dope… A joint by any other name," smiled Darla, as she reached for the dope box to light one. "Oh, I wouldn't be offended in the least. It's been quite awhile since I got high… I've almost forgotten how it makes me feel," sighed Sherri. "Well, we'll just have to 'refresh' those memories, then – won't we?" Darla said, as she inhaled deeply from the joint and passed it to Sherrie. "Do you like to 'shotgun' it?, asked Darla, with a totally innocent grin on her face. "I usually do it with guys, but girls sure can get off on it too." "I don't know," admitted Sherri. "Why don't you demonstrate?" "Of course, My Lady"… "Anything my 'Shining Knight' desires." Darla took a deep toke on the joint, held the sweet smoke for a couple of seconds, then leaned over to Sherri and pressed her luscious lips to Sherri's and let her probing tongue open a path deeply into Sherri's warm and reciprocating mouth. Then she began to slowly exhale the intoxicating smoke into Sherri's mouth and down into her lungs. "Ooeee! That IS nice," sighed Sherri, coming up for air. "That's a whole different trip isn't it?" "Yeah," grinned Darla. "Makes ME horney as hell… And Chet's not here to help take me care of that little problem. "What?, exclaimed Sherri. "You mean you fuck your own brother?" "Only when I can," said Darla, still with that 'shit eatn' grin on her beautiful, sensuous and still tingling lips. "Wait 'til you meet him! You'll want to fuck him too. He's a stone cold fox… Even if he IS my big brother. Does that bother you?" she asked. "Oh, it 'bothers' me alright! But not in the way you might think. I told you earlier about my Dad and my brother Jerry. What I didn't tell you was that they were both even more generous in their teaching me the sexual pleasures of life than in teaching me self defense. They were both my lovers from the time Jerry and I were just kids. It started first with Jerry and I just exploring each others bodies and playing around with each other. But it didn't take long before we were fucking each other silly every chance we got. And we made damn sure we had PLENTY of opportunities," she laughed. "Of course Dad knew what was going on between us, but he never said anything or in any way objected or interfered. Mom had split for 'parts unknown' some years earlier and Dad had raised us kids with nothing but love and absolute devotion to our care and well being. We could not have asked for a better parent in any way. He WAS very conscientious in our sex education and training, even very early on. We knew all about child birth and contraception almost from the time we learned our ABC's. Dad was sexually, very liberal. He always taught us to approach everything with the attitude of: 'Hey, if it feels good and causes no one any harm, then why not go for it… You'll never know how much you might like anything if you don't at least try it once it's offered to you. Jerry and I certainly took his advice to heart." "Yeah," breathed Darla excitedly. "But what about your Dad. You said HE was your lover too, didn't you? Tell me about the first time you fucked your father. I want all the 'juicy' details, Hear? My pussy's starting to drip just thinking about it. I DO love fucking older men." She laughed. Darla, after a couple more "shotguns" between her and the older woman, had slid down on the couch so that she was reclining with her head on Sherri's warm and inviting lap. Sherri's short skirt had ridden higher on her beautiful, golden tanned thighs and Darla could smell the sweet musky scent wafting through the sheer fabric of her silk panties and she breathed deeply of the intoxicating deliciousness of it. "Come on now!" objected Sherrie. "He was NOT an 'older man'… He died quite young as a matter of fact. Besides, I think you'd fuck just about anything decent, wouldn't you, you horney little bitch you?" She said this with a grin and a pinch to Darla's now exposed belly. Her halter top had performed the same feat that Sherri's skirt had and had now worked it's way up until the lower half of her lovely black breasts were exposed. And the most comfortable position for one of Sherri's hands was to rest it on that soft, inviting expanse of flesh. The fingers of her other hand began to gently trace the outlines of Darla's face and over those luscious, full lips. "My God, I'm really getting turned on to this girl. I've NEVER felt like this before. It must be the dope… That's some wicked shit she's got there. And she certainly seems to be attracted to me too… I don't think it's an 'accident' that she keeps pressing her head tighter against my crotch… And I don't believe her top climbed that high all by itself, either," she giggled to herself. "So, you want to hear about the first time I fucked my father, huh? Okay, lets see where to begin…: "As I said, Dad was very liberal about most everything or anything that had to do with sex and relationships. We were very casual about nudity around the house and rarely did any of us wear much of anything when there weren't others around. But Dad never did anything explicitly sexual with us kids for the longest time. Oh, he'd touch us gently and fondle our genitals sometimes when we'd cuddle in his lap, but that was about all. So, we grew up without any shame or embarrassment regarding sex. We were taught that it was okay to be a responsible sexual human being and that it was a very pleasurable and enjoyable activity. Or should be, at any rate." "You mean he played with Jerry too?" I love to see two guys getting it on together," giggled Darla. "Especially when I'm right in the thick of things, so to speak." "Are you going to let me tell this story, or are you just gonna chatter all night?" And Darla got another pinch to her belly… This one a bit more intense than the previous one. When she squirmed as if the pinch had hurt, Sherri began to rub the spot gently and gradually worked her hands up the girl's lithe, young body and began to stroke the now fully exposed ebony melons. "Well, anyway, Jerry and I kept wondering if Dad was ever going to approach either or both of us sexually. We talked about it a lot, since we were both turned on by the thought of fucking our own father. We loved our Dad, as you can tell, and we were sexually attracted to him as well. Of course, we knew, intellectually anyway, that having sex with your father or mother was incest and very much against the law. But shoot! We'd been 'committing incest' for years and could not, for the life of us, see ANYTHING wrong with it. But we also understood that Dad's 'liberalism' might not extend as far as fucking his own daughter and son … So, we decided we were going to have to seduce HIM and set about making a plan to accomplish just that." "Jerry's eighteenth birthday was coming up in a few days and Dad had already promised him that we would make it a very special birthday. (WE decided it was going to be more 'special' than he could imagine.) He had made reservations at one of the finest restaurants in town and as we left the house to go to dinner, Dad casually said to Jerry, 'Why don't we take your car?' and handed him the keys to a brand new Mustang hidden in the garage. I think Jerry was as excited about the new car as he was about our plans for concluding the evening…" "When we got back to the house after a wonderful and laugh filled dinner, Dad had another surprise for us. 'I think you kids are old enough to share a glass of champaign with your old man. Why don't you guys get ready for bed and we'll have the wine in front of the fire in the den?'" "Jerry and I discussed the situation as we went up to change. 'I think HE'S got 'seduction' planes of his own," whispered Jerry. "I think you're right," I answered. "And I don't know about you, but I'm damn sure going to take advantage of it if I can!" Incest Island Ch. 2 Sherri thought she would just die from embarrassment when she lifted her pussy smeared lips from Darla's dripping cunt to see the handsome young man staring at her nearly naked body with a lusting smile on his full, sensuous lips. Not only were her bare boobs and well sucked pussy fully exposed to his leering eyes, but he had obviously observed her ravenously making lesbian love to his beautiful sister. She frantically tried to cover her exposed body as she twisted out of Darla's grasp and tried to stand. "Ah, don't mind him," drawled Darla. "That's just my horny brother. He won't bite… At least I don't think he will, anyway. It wouldn't be the first time he's walked in on me getting it on with some gorgeous chick or another guy. And it probably won't be the last," she grinned. "Well it's the first time anyone's ever walked in on me," exclaimed Sherri, still trying futilely to cover her body and hide her furious blush. But she wasn't having any luck with either endeavor and the grinning Chet had no intention of averting his eyes from the beautiful. and obviously flustered older woman. "Tell you what, girls," he said. "I'll just mosey on into the other room and take a shower and you two can get back to what you were doing when I so rudely interrupted. I found your stupid car abandoned by the road and figured that you'd either broken down or run out of gas again and you had to catch a ride or walk home. So Charlie and I put some gas in your heap and I drove it home for you. But I managed to spill some gas all over me and I stink like a pig, now." "You always stink like a pig," giggled Darla. "Go take your shower and we'll tell you all about it when you come out. Want a hit on this joint before you go? Oh, by the way, you didn't happen to notice a couple of dead bodies by my car did you," she asked with an innocent expression on her face. "Sherri tried to kill a couple of pukes that were giving me a hard time out there." "Nope, no bodies," laughed Chet, as he inhaled deeply on the "j." "But this is a story I can't wait to hear. I swear, Darla, you get yourself into some of the damndest messes." And still chuckling, he headed off towards the bathroom. "Isn't he a trip?" asked Darla. "Here he walks in on us eating each other out with our bare tits and asses exposed to the world and I tell him I almost got raped and you tried to kill a couple of goons and he just calmly laughs and goes off to shower! He probly don' believe a word I said, the big jerk." "Well he has to believe what he saw with those big, brown eyes of his," said Sherri. "I don't think I've ever been so mortified in my life. The first time I finally get it on with a girl and her handsome hunk of a brother has to catch us in the act. I better get out of here before I make a bigger fool of myself than I already have." "Ah, relax, Sweetie. I guarantee you he enjoyed every minute of it. If you hadn't been so busy trying to cover up your boobs and cunt and hiding your face you'd have noticed just how much he was enjoying it. He loves watching me get it on with another girl… Or a guy for that matter," she grinned. "That ol' horsecock of his was just about to bust the fly on his jeans, I swear it was." "That's not the point," stormed Sherri. I'm not used to putting on a public display for anyone, and certainly not for a gorgeous hunk like him." "Yeah, he is kinda cute, ain't he? And I know he liked what he saw too," said Darla as she reached to draw the still resisting Sherri back onto the couch. "I know I do! Was that really the first time you made it with a girl? I'd never have guessed. You flat blew me away I came so hard," she breathed as she again began to play with Sherri's breasts and slide her hand under her skirt. "Stop it Darla," whispered Sherri, trying without much success to divert the young woman's renewed assault on her still aroused tits and wet pussy. "He might come back in here any minute," she tried to say. But Darla's lips and tongue were once again playing lightly over her own mouth and lighting a renewed fire in her loins that she was having a very difficult time ignoring. "Oh, stop worrying, silly. You can hear the shower's still going. Hey! That's a thought! You said you wanted to take a shower – why don't we join Chet and scrub his back for him? I bet that'll blow his mind! 'Course it might be a little crowded in there with all three of us," she giggled. "It's not his mind that I'd like to blow," laughed Sherrie, shocked at herself for the lascivious fantasy that had suddenly popped unbidden into her head. "God, it must be the dope," she thought. "I've never been this horney before. That's some powerful stuff! I am stoned out of my gourd." And she had to admit, (to herself, at least), that she really would like to suck and fuck that gorgeous guy with the soft brown skin and laughing eyes. "Alright, you're on!" she told the smirking Darla. "Let's do it! Christ, I can't believe I said that. Or that I'm actually going through with it!" But Darla didn't give Sherrie a chance to change her mind. Taking her by the hand, she lifted the older woman from the couch and quickly slipped her blouse, bra and skirt off and dropped them to the floor. Peeling her own remaining clothes off as she pulled the still uncertain Sherrie down the hall to the bathroom, she called to her brother, "Hey Chet – We decided we needed a shower too, so move over and make room for us! We're coming in." "Come on in," he grinned. "The water's hot and there's plenty of soap." As Sherrie stepped in front of the handsome, young stud her eyes took in every inch of his finely muscled body and she reached out to stroke his silky brown skin. She took the proffered bar of soap and began to work up a lather, starting at his chest and giving particular attention to his hardening nipples. His sister, meanwhile, had climbed in behind him and was giving his back and his tight ass a similar treatment. Chet closed his eyes and tilted his head back as Sherrie began to work her way down to his rapidly hardening cock and his cum swollen balls. She began slowly stroking the full 8" or so of his now fully engorged cock while gently cupping and squeezing his huge balls. Behind him, Darla was lavishly soaping the crack of his ass and invading his tight sphincter with first one, then two fingers as he pushed eagerly back against her. "I think it's clean enough to eat" said Sherrie, as she rinsed the suds from his stiff manhood. And with that, she dropped to her knees and began to lick and suck on his tightening ball sack and running her lips and tongue the full length of his magnificent penis. She was pretty sure she wouldn't be able to swallow all of that monster, but she promised herself she'd do her damndest trying. Chet groaned as Sherrie tried valiantly to deep throat every inch of his thick cock and he wrapped his fingers in her hair and pulled her voracious mouth tighter against his black, curly pubis, forcing himself deeper into her willing throat. He began to rapidly fuck the beautiful redhead's face in and out and thrusting his ass against the deeply probing fingers of his lusty, little sister. Within minutes he let out an animal like bellow and began pumping huge amounts of cum deep into Sherrie's mouth and throat. Sherrie had always prided herself on her cocksucking ability, but she had never been so nearly drowned in cum in her life. Chocking and sputtering, she pulled back from the gushing prick and continued jerking him off, splashing more cum on her face and hair and down her swollen tits. Slipping her fingers out of Chet's abused anus, Darla joined him in licking the big drops of steaming cum off of Sherrie's face and boobs. "Christ, that's just about the best blowjob I've ever had," breathed Chet. "Most women and damn few men can swallow me like that! You good girl!" he laughed as he gathered her in his strong arms and lifted her to him and wrapped her shapely legs around his narrow waist. Sherrie was pleasantly surprised that he didn't seem to have lost any his hardness at all and as he held her tightly against his body, Darla began to stroke his cock and rub the head of it back and forth through Sherrie's slippery pussy lips. Then she held it against Sherries vaginal opening and Chet began to lower the now whimpering woman onto the full length of his swollen penis and just held her there, not moving while both he and Darla ran their hands over every part of Sherrie's wonton body, caressing her tits, pinching and gently twisting her nipples and rubbing her engorged clit against the top of Chet's immobile cock. Darla dropped to her knees behind the coupled lovers and began to sweep her tongue and lips over Chet's balls and the part of his cock that wouldn't quite fit into Sherrie's tight and gripping pussy. As Sherrie whimpered in ecstasy, Darla continued her ministrations and ran her soft but stiff tongue through the cheeks of Sherrie's ass and twirled it around and into the older woman's anus, probing as deeply as her tongue would go into her tight hole. Replacing her tongue with first one, then the other of the same fingers she had fucked her brother with, Darla started rhythmically probing Sherrie's tight asshole as her brother began rapidly thrusting in and out of Sherri's sopping wet cunt. With an ear splitting scream, Sherrie's orgasm broke over her as she came and came, again and again, with an intensity she had not experienced since the first time she had fucked her father. With a final shudder, she dropped her head to Chet's shoulder as Darla slowly and gently removed her fingers from Sherrie's previously virgin ass. Chet carried the now satiated woman out of the shower and lowered her feet to the floor as Darla began to dry each of them with a warm towel. Then the three lovers moved to the bedroom and fell exhausted onto the king sized bed, entwined in each other's arms. Stretching her arms languidly over her head, Sherrie chuckled, "Well, this has been one helluva day of 'firsts' for me! It's the first time I ever stopped a rape in progress, the first time I tried to kill anybody, first time of making love to another woman, first time of being fucked by a black guy, and, with the exception of family, the first time of having sex with more than one person at the same time. Quite an experience, wouldn't you agree?" "Yeah, I guess so," replied Darla. "But with the exception of trying to kill a couple of goons, you might want to make a habit of those other 'firsts'. You're so good at it," she laughed. As Sherrie reminisced about her meeting of Darla and Chet and the love and friendship (not to mention the sex) the three of them had shared over the years, she also remembered that Darla hadn't been left out that glorious afternoon either. Once Chet and Sherrie had rested and recuperated a bit, they had both turned their undivided attention to satisfying the appetite of the younger woman. As Sherrie was lavishing Darla's sweet young pussy with her now practiced tongue, Chet was vigorously pounding his turgid cock deep into her asshole; an activity that the young woman particularly loved. Later, as the two girls licked and sucked each other's pussies in a lesbian 69, Chet managed to introduce Sherrie to the pleasures of anal fucking as well… Watch for further "Incest Island" adventures cumming soon. Incest, Jean's Song ~ Ya just never know what emotions a writing will produce. Apparently many of you have found favor in the short story Incest and would like it to continue. Such was not my intention but the gauntlet has been dropped and I would rise to the occasion if for no other reasons than the challenge and the encouragement ~ "I'll tell mom you just want to rest." Abby said softly, after she cleaned the last vestiges of cum from my loins and cock. Following a soft, sucking, kiss on my cock head she gentle lowered my spent cock to my belly and pulled up the sheet. The last vision I saw was Abby's firm muscular ass moving away from my bed. I welcomed the darkness, solitude and exhaustion that would send me into deep and much needed sleep. *** Soft, early morning rays of sunlight filtered into my room, threw partially opened curtains and my eyes fluttered open. I felt rested and yawned widely, having no conscience thought of the back problem until I started to move. My first attempt at rising from the bed brought a quick reminder of the pain felt the day before. On the third attempt I finally managed, with great effort, to sit up by doing a sideways roll and using my arm for leverage. This was my first strained back and I prayed to God it would be my last, thinking about how incredibly heavy I felt, as my upper body weighed down on the strained muscles. Relaxing wasn't possible and I closed my eyes, tightening my lips in a grimace, waiting for the pain to ease. When I finally opened my eyes I saw Abby's gift lying on the night stand – a glass of water and two small pills. "Bless you Abby – bless you." I thought reaching over carefully to grab the pills and water. Swallowing the muscle relaxants I heard the soft voice of my mother, as she hummed a song and a smile came to my lips. The song was from Watermark, an Enya album, one of mom's favorites. Although a bit prejudice, I couldn't deny the feeling that had time and circumstances been different mom could have had a career as a singer. I sat listening, waiting for the relaxer to take affect and recalled the help she gave me the day before. I felt it odd that the pain had completely overshadowed the sexual act my mother, Jean, had performed on me and even odder that I had welcomed and embraced her touch. As my mind replayed the soft and tender way she brought me to climax my penis stiffened slightly and rolled to the side. Enya's song had faded away when I finally shook my head, clearing the avalanche of thoughts and emotions and I stood up, gingerly, and walked off towards the bath. I disregarded my nudity, my subconscious telling me I had no need of embarrassment or fear, and entered the hallway with a semi-rigid penis. The bath door was partially open and the steam from my mother's shower was slowly escaping, like fog rolling in from the ocean. "Good morning sweet heart – feeling any better?" Jean's soft voice cooed out, as I stepped into the warm, damp room. With one look she could tell I wasn't exactly 100 percent and small frown formed, as she stood in the shower doorway toweling off. I eased myself towards the stool and gave her a half hearted smile. I was still flaccid enough to easily aim and soon felt the relief wash through me, as my mother stepped out of the shower. I felt her hand gently rest on my upper buttock and she pressed in giving me a wet kiss on the cheek. "A hot shower will help Joey – and then I'll rub you down again. I think you'd better just stay home today." I shuddered once, shaking the last of the piss droplets off, and then immediately cringed feeling the sudden back pain and groaned out, "No argument – oh God no argument at all!" Pushing away from the wall, I stood and watched Jean's graceful nude body turn and bend over to restart the shower. My mother was gorgeous. Her, medium length, strawberry blonde hair was tousled from the towel rubbing and gave her a very youthful appearance. Her figure was very tight for a woman that had given birth to two children and only her slightly widened hips gave away her age. She wasn't a red-head, but nature had given her a small patch of breast freckles, that high lighted their firm up-lifted fullness and as she stood to face me I saw her pink nipples standing erect. I smiled at her and dropped my eyes taking in her bare mound and gasped at seeing (really) for the first time her labia, with the thick heavy inner lips protruding out, flaring like rose petals leaving an exclamation point opening at the top where her clit waited. Returning my eyes to her face, Jean must have understood the question I was about to ask and I saw the blush form as she commented, "Yes honey – they've always been that way. Your father loved the way they stuck out...I guess you do too?" I nodded slowly, as Jean moved off to the side and reached to help me into the shower. "If you need anything – anything at all, just yell." She said, releasing me and closed the shower door. As the door slid closed, I turned and moaned out when the hot water hit my back. It felt heaven sent and I stood, half bent over, enjoying the water massage and my rising erection. This time it had nothing to do with peeing. The soft humming started again, as Jean returned to the Enya tune, even singing a few words to the haunting melody of "On Your Shore", as she finished her morning ritual. My eyes closed, my cock stiffened and the water beat my back into temporary submission, as one thought clearly formed in my mind – I wanted to watch my cock slip past those protruding lips. "Joey...I'll be back in a minute" her voice broke the erotic thought and I sighed heavily, leaning more into the shower wall, moving the water spray lower on my back. "Don't hurry." I called back and heard the bath door close. True to her word, the door reopened a short time later and Jean call out to me, "Are you finished?" I groaned out a yes and the shower door slid open. The water stopped and I stood up-right and turned to look into the beautiful face of my, still nude, mother. I had lost the hard erection, but my cock was still thick, hanging low with the weight of blood and Jean smiled at me, holding up a towel. Once again she helped me and when I emerged from the shower she busied herself with toweling me off. "Abby told me how wonderful you were last night. She's very excited about pleasing you and so am I." She commented, in a matter of fact sort of way, toweling my back off and working her way down my ass and legs. I said nothing to the comment. It was pointless as my penis made its own statement. When Jean walked in front of me I was on the rise again. I blushed as Jean's bright blue eyes sparkled, taking in my growing erection. Gently she moved in, pressing her breasts against my chest and raised the towel to cover my head and rub. Her soft red lips touched mine and I closed my eyes. Playfully she toweled my hair and played with my lips, kissing, sucking and licking them. When she finished, I was standing tall and she did a slow drop, toweling off my chest and belly. Her head stopped at my erect cock, even as her hands went lower toweling my legs. I shuddered feeling her tongue dance around my cock head and her hot breath as she talked, sending waves over my sensitive knob. "Yes – pleasing you - will be very exciting Joey. I'll be here any time you have the need...Abby too." She cooed softly and planted a kiss on my oozing cock head. Suddenly I could understand dad's "problem". Jean's words had deeply implanted the notion I would never be sexually frustrated again. All I had to do was ask – hell not even that, just an indication of being hard would be enough. Jean's lips left my throbbing head as the thoughts of my father's excitement raced through my mind. Oh he may well have had some sort of physical ailment, but as time went on I was quite sure the prospect of having his wife and daughter easily available for his desires must have been a real driving force. "My God what must he have thought when Abby reached to stroke his cock, to climax, the first time?" The mental image of that first time raced through my mind, just as Jean broke my concentration once again. "Lets get you rubbed down and then I'll make you something to eat." And she started to turn away. I stopped her, gabbing her arm and pulling her in tight. There was no resistance and Jean willingly melted into my body when I wrapped my arm around her waist. We kissed softly – then hard and passionately, as she pressed her firm belly into my stiff member, crushing it between us. Our lips parted, leaving us breathless, and without a word she slid her bare ass onto the vanity and opened her legs. Her eyes closed and lower lip trembled as I held my rigid cock out and lightly touched the exposed, wet, inner lips of her pussy. I rubbed those fantastic lips softly with my cock head and Jean bit down on her lip and moaned, "Oh God Joey it's been so long." I wanted to enjoy this moment – had to enjoy it. I reveled in the moment with an excitement I could hardly explain, watching my cock head being enveloped by her wet petals and then my thick shaft, as it disappeared slowly – excruciatingly slowly – between her engorged petals. I backed out with equal slowness and nearly came as I watched my cock emerge soaked with Jean's vagina juices. I rubbed her lips harder and pushed against her clit causing a moan, before pushing in again. "Joey – Oh Joey...Abby was so right. You have no idea how good you feel. Any time Joey...God any time!" She moaned louder, as I started to thrust slowly, forgetting about my back. My mother's hands grasped my waist and she helped push and pull me in and out of her sexually raging body. I quickly figured out I could rock on my feet, not using my back at all and sank my shaft deeper with each push. Jean's breath was rapidly growing ragged, her tight tummy heaving with every deep insertion and I loved watching my cock disappear and reappear, wetter than before. I put my hand on her belly, feeling the small quakes rocking her pelvis, as she lifted her shaking legs higher and moaned louder. "Ah...Ah God – that feels so...Ah – Ohhhhh Joey - yes Joey...Oh God Joey, there – right there baby!" and clutched my ass cheeks tight, pulling in. Suddenly her eyes sprang open wide, a delicious grin formed on her face and she looked down, catching my immerging cock for the last time - she was ready to climax. Her mouth opened and puckered to a near perfect circle as she cried out, "Oh God...Ohhhhhhhh Jooooooey I'm cumming – cumming hard Joey!" and she shook hard once sending a tight spray of pussy cum out. The spray blasted past my buried cock and soaked my groin and then another equally intense burst came from her beautiful love hole and another. I groaned loudly, reared my head back and felt my load release. I leaned in, forcing my cock deep and held it there pulsing wave after wave of cum into Jean's pussy, as she writhed beneath me. Spent or so I thought, I pulled out slowly and watched the river of cum ooze out and laid my still throbbing cock on her mound resting it between her engorged lips. My legs shook and back ached, but God how good I felt. Suddenly with out warning a final burst of cum shot out, leaving a sticky, cream colored, trail up her mound and Jean cried out with laughter and then tears, as she pulled me down and sought my lips. When our lips parted she whispered to me, "Joey I haven't squirted like that in years! I hope you didn't mind..." and she trailed off looking deep into my eyes. "It was wonderful mom – I loved it." I sighed and reached to draw my fingers through her wet slit, tasting the mixture of semen and pussy juice. With ease, Jean sat up and slid off the vanity, as long strings of my cum dripped from her love hole. In a final act of love making she squatted, spreading her legs wide, and sucked in my cock, cleaning the remaining cum off of my semi-flaccid penis. "Umm Joey...Remember any time Joey. Ummm, God yes, anywhere you desire – I'm yours for the asking, any part of me Joey." There is it was again – a clear offer of sex, any time I wanted it and I shivered lightly thinking of how many times I'd spent jerking off in my room, afraid of being caught. Jean stood and I embraced her once again before we re-entered the shower to wash away the sticky love making from our lower bodies. This time she hummed "I Wanna Sunday Kind of Love" by Etta James and I felt the pangs of love, deep in my chest and smiled at the woman I called mother and would now also call my lover. Jean left the bathroom after I assured her I could towel off myself and when I entered my room she was waiting, dressed in a silk teddy and bottle of massage oil in her hand. I eased down on the bed and with her help got positioned for the rub down. I felt like a sultan, being taken care of by one of his concubines and openly moaned as she worked my lower back. "Come down when you're ready – I'll make us something to eat." She whispered and left me there naked and satisfied. I never made it. Some fours hours later I woke up and rolled over before realizing my back wasn't in quite as much pain and that I might yet live. Feeling slightly better, I had no desire to rekindle the back pain and as such, took it very easy getting out of bed. Dressing was another matter and I opted to wear a pair of boxer shorts, the wide legs making it easy to get into and pull on. The trip down stairs was a slow one and I found Jean sitting quietly at the kitchen table, a coffee cup in front of her and the last vestige of a Camel cigarette smoldering in an ash tray, next to the cup. She was either lost in thought or intently staring out the patio doors, as my presence gave her shock and she quickly turned smiling at me. "Rested? Feeling a little better?" Were her first words and I replied yes to both questions and walked up taking a seat. "Mom I'm sorry I guess I just..." "Nonsense Joey – I know you're hurting yet! Besides that wonderful gift you started my day with, in the bath - must have strained you something awful!" She commented stopping my apology, grinning, as her words brought out a slight blush on my face. "Coffee?" "Please – I'd love a cup. So – what were you thinking about when I walked in?" I asked as she got up. There was a long pause before she answered and I grabbed one of her Camels and lit it, letting the first exhale out in a tight smoke ring. "Oh...Life I guess, you, your father, Abby - all of us really. It's a wonder to me how things have turned out." She commented, her words coming out dreamily, as she turned with the cup of coffee. My curiosity was high but I opted to let her speak and took the cup, giving her a knowing nod of my head. I was dying to know how she had felt when Abby first joined in and even more so when the masturbation games turned to full on sex. I sipped the coffee and waited, seeing a far off look take over my mother's eyes. Without warning Jean started to talk, breaking the silence. "We're a "special" family Joey – you know that right? It drives me crazy sometimes knowing I can't talk about any of this to outsiders." I suppose "special" was a good word for it and I completely understood what she was saying. The mere thought of trying to explain to others how great it had felt having sex with my sister and mother gave me the chills. I knew instantly I could never..." "I was shocked you know...The day when Abby first gave your father a hand job. I was there and it was almost surreal." She went on. "The day in the car?" "You know? Abby told you?" My mother questioned looking up surprised, staring directly into my eyes. I simply nodded my head and sipped on my coffee, knowing silence was the best thing and that she would continue to elaborate over the past years. "I wanted to stop her...But what was the sense? Your sister had watched me perform so many times – you know - relieving your father and the look on her face when she finally had his penis in her hands was..." "Priceless?" I quipped, recalling the TV commercial that ran for so long. "Yes – yes Joey, priceless might just be the best word. Your father was shocked I can tell you that! He came quickly that day and it took us all by surprise – Abby had turned to look at me, a grin on her face, and when she looked back she got it square in the face! Oh God Joey we laughed and laughed..." and Jean's look told me she was recalling the vivid memories in detail, as her voice trailed off. "So that's how it started with Abby – and then what? Did you two just start helping dad together or sharing or what?" "Oh God Joey, it was amazing. Your father changed that day...He used to be fairly regular with his erections and after Abby's first time I just never knew. Abby and I, eventually, turned it into a game wondering when the next time would be. Your sister turned out to be pretty good at guessing – at least that's what I thought at first." "What? Wadda you mean mom – at first?" "Well dear it took a little while but I started to notice changes in Abby. She was more...Suggestive – I guess would be the word. I mean it was little things at first. You know, not quite closing the bathroom door – leaving her bedroom door slightly open when she changed, that sort of thing." "No shit!" I exclaimed and finished the cigarette. "Oh ya and later she enjoyed, or seemed to anyway, wearing the skimpiest clothing. She was always ready to give your father a hand job, but she always looked at me – asking permission in a silent sort of way." "Whoa...But what about the "guessing" thing?" I asked, as I got up to refill my coffee cup. "Oh ya – that. It didn't take me too long to figure out that many of your father's erections were timed with something your sister had managed to pull off. She excited him to no end, you know. Anyway she'd make a guess and sure enough he'd show up hard and ready." "The little minx! She was stacking the deck mom!" "Ya well be that as it may – one day your father decided Abby should know what a blow job was all about. Of course I protested some, but he won out...I never could deny him anything. We were all sitting in the living room, you were in bed – out like a light – and I could feel the sexual charge in the air. Abby must have felt it to and looked at me but I shook my head at her. Abby pouted some but then her expression changed and I turned to see your father's penis shoot out of his shorts and I knew exactly what he wanted me to do. I got down on the floor between his legs and started to suck on him and heard Abby gasp and then giggle." I choked on my coffee and grabbed another cigarette, lighting it quickly. As the smoke ring cleared I begged mom to go on. "And? What happened mom?" "Your sister got up and sat on the couch, she was intent on seeing everything as close as she could get – and I showed her. She was hardly breathing when your father finally came in my mouth. I showed her the cum, letting it ooze out on my lips and quickly sucked it back in and swallowed...Your father loved it when I did that." Mesmerized was the only word for me at that point. I was speechless and that was apparently okay for mom, as she went on with barely a pause. I took another drag from the Camel and then rested my chin on my hand and listened with rapt attention. "Your father upped the ante that night. I knew something was up when I pulled off him and he was still hard. Abby was awe struck, licking her lips with a far away look in her eyes. Your father caught me before I could fully rise and undid my house coat. When I stood up my breasts were bare to Abby and she caught her breath watching your father slide my panties down." "God...Dad wanted to fu..." "Oh ya – he was bent on completing her sexual education in one evening." Jean sighed and lit a cigarette. Incest, Jean's Song Staring out the patio window, she pulled her first drag and sighed once again before going on, never taking her eyes from the glass doors. "I know what you must be thinking but I really was helpless at that point. Abby had seen and done too much already. She had become an aphrodisiac for your father and I think somewhere deep inside her she knew it – encouraged it even. Well, the next thing I knew I was on the floor. Abby's first sexual lesson would be "doggie style", your father's second most favorite position and I won't lie Joey...I was ready, eager even for him to push inside me." I reached out and gently touched Jean's arm and she jerked her head around staring directly into my eyes. There was no guilt in her eyes, just an apparent remembrance of that evening and she smiled warmly at me. "So you gave in willingly and dad fucked you in front of Abby then..." "Oh as it turned out it was much more than that – as I recall I was trembling, anticipating his first thrust, when I saw Abby's clothes drop to the floor. Seconds later I felt your father's penis pushing into me and then something else...It was Abby's small hand wrapped around him – she was guiding him into me! God Joey I'm telling you I damn near came right then and there when I felt her hand pressing into my butt! The next thing I knew her hands spread my cheeks and your father slid in all the way and Abby gasped just as loud as I did when he bottomed out." "Damn that's what I call a real family affair! God don't stop – what happened then?" I asked eager to hear the rest of the story. Jean sipped her coffee, took a long drag and blew the smoke away, grinning at my eager face. Before she continued on she leaned over and kissed me softly on the lips, taking the time to gently suck in my lower lip as she withdrew. "Are you sure Joey?" She asked coyly, renewing the grin on her face. My semi-hard cock had already found the piss hole in my shorts and was doing a rapid climb out, under the table, as I nodded for her to go on. "My God – of course I want to hear the rest!" I thought and squirmed slightly in my seat, feeling my cock jump to full erection. "So where was I then...Oh ya – your father pushing his penis in me and Abby spreading my butt cheeks. He was something that night...He came twice for the first time and it was totally different from any other time we made love." Jean started out and then laughed loud and hard. "Oh God – did you hear what I said? Made love...Jesus Joey it was just a pure fuck session - animalistic even and I'm sure it was all because of Abby. My first climax was growing and it was as much mental as it was physical. Abby sat right next to me, resting on her calves and I could see her bare bottom and her..." "Pussy?" "It was wet and getting wetter when I closed my eyes and screamed out for the first time. That first climax was quick, shocking Abby. She wasn't sure if I was hurt and even asked me if I was okay and I started to laugh...That's when your father pulled out and rolled me over. I was breathing hard and just starting to come down when he lifted my legs and spread them wide, pushing in once again. Abby was entranced watching his penis slide in and out. I closed my eyes feeling another climax building and heard Abby cry out...God what was it...Umm that's right – "Daddy not so hard" – and I opened my eyes seeing your father fondling your sisters breasts, squeezing them as he worked me to a second climax." I gulped at this revelation and felt the wetness building on my cock head. My fingers were trembling when I finished my cigarette and put it out. I recall thinking at the time if mom only knew I was hard, when her fingers lightly slid up my shaft and she played in the pre-cum, a huge smile on her face. Later I figured it had nothing to do with being psychic – hell the story was more than enough to get any man hard! "I know Joey I felt the same...Horny, hot and excited and I was building to that second climax listening to your father tell Abby how much he enjoyed this position because he could watch everything. Abby was barely breathing by then and her nipples were rock hard from your father's fondling, when he dropped one hand and slid a finger into her pussy." (This time the word came out easy without prompting and she went on.) "I closed my eyes then – I was close, God so close and I knew this one was a big one. Abby started to moan softly about how good his finger felt when I let go and sprayed hard, screaming out. It turned chaotic...Abby screamed at seeing me squirt and then started to laugh, your father groaned loudly and pulled out shooting his cum on my belly; and Abby – my God she was ravenous! She dropped down and sucked in his squirting cock, sucking him dry! It was quite a scene for awhile. Me shaking wildly from the intense orgasm, Abby's head bouncing on my belly and your father groaning like some bull in rut season..." "Hooooly shit mom..." "Exactly Joey – holy shit. But I really want you to know something. As crazy as that time was and later as the sex sessions would be, I felt loved this morning for the first time in a long time. I'm not sure if I can even describe the range of emotions that went through me. When you pushed inside me it was beyond wonderful and I hate to say it but I don't think I ever felt that way about your father." And with that, she squeezed my rock hard cock and withdrew her hand. I twitched visibly when her fingers left me and Jean laughed softly. My throat was bone dry and I found it impossible to talk and opted to cough trying the clear my throat. Jean had apparently anticipated what I wanted to ask and placed a finger to my lips, as she got up from the table. My gazed dropped taking in the large wet spot in the crotch of her spandex pants and I grinned. Giving me a wink, she turned away and walked to the refrigerator. When she returned she handed me a large glass of ice tea and made a flat statement. "Yes dear...I'm just as horny as you are right now." Following a long drink, I cleared my throat once again and looked up into her beautiful face and asked, "You want to go on? I mean I know there's a lot more right?" Jean tipped her back and laughed and then grabbed my head and pressed my face into her belly. The sweet scent of her sex drifted up from her wet crotch, as she replied, "No Joey, I think Abby would like to tell you the rest." Without further words, Jean started to hum Etta's song, as she caressed my head. The scent of sex was strong and without hesitation I reached up and cupped her crotch, pressing my fingers deeply into the wet split of her pussy and felt her hips quiver. When I hit her sex button her voice quavered, but she didn't stop humming and the wetness increased. I couldn't stop, she was over powering and I left her wet crotch to hook my thumbs in the waist band of her pants. The song stopped then, as she offered a weak protest, "Oh God Joey no – no you don't have to..." and then nothing but a moan as I slid the pants down exposing her beautiful engorged and wet petals. The song returned as I slipped my fingers in and occasionally hit a high note when I went to her clitoris to rub it gently between my fingers. Abby found us that day, just as Jean's legs buckled slightly and she came with a soft low moan of satisfaction. There was no squirting but her vagina released and soaked my fingers just as Abby walked into the room. "Was I right? Was I? He's wonderful isn't he mom!" ~ I hope this addition has satisfied the need for more. Yes, Abby will continue the story once my imagination has had time to recharge! Until then my followers, I bid you all fair winds, calm seas and fullfilment of your sexual fantasies ~ MDF251 Incest, Joey's Desire ~ The requests were just too many to ignore, and so I once again return to Incest. I admit I wasn't totally happy about leaving off, as I did, and knew (as so many of you) there was much left to relate. Thank you all for your support and continued reading of my tales. ~ MDF251 * "ALMOST...anywhere momma!" Abby added in, giggling, and then eased her body across the bed. Jean motioned for me to climb on the bed and then slid on herself. The two gorgeous women sandwiched me. Abby raised her leg and pulled me against her warm, supple, body, as she rested her leg across me and Jean. Jean pulled in tight pressing her firm tits into my back and dropped her hand to slide between my legs. As her fingers closed around my ball sack, she whispered, "Rest Joey...close your eyes and think about being the happiest man alive. Your sister and I will see to it." ~ The next morning I woke, sweating and wide eyed with the words to an Eagles song - Hotel California - fresh on my mind. "...you can check in any time you like; but you can never leave..." The erotic dream I'd been having turned nightmarish, in the early morning hours. My second waking thought was of the two women - Abby and Jean. 'Christ...am I...checking in?' I wondered lying there on the bed, unable to move. What they offered was absolutely incredible and tantalizing. But, fear had raised its ugly head and doubt crept into my mind that morning. Moments passed as I slowly looked around the room, finally realizing I was alone. I began to feel stupid about the dream induced paranoia. 'Dumb ass...Oh course you can check out -- any time you want!' I thought and sat up, swinging my legs off the bed. I even managed a smile recalling Abby's gift, the night before, and Jean's involvement, as I walked off to the bathroom. Standing at the toilet, I forced my semi-hard cock down and forcibly relaxed enough to pee. The streamed started slow and jerky and just when I reached full force Abby and Jean stepped in, dressed for the day. A little shocked, I turned and gave them a sheepish grin, as they closed the distance. In movements I swore were choreographed, they eased in next to me, Jean on the right and Abby on the left and planted soft kisses on my cheeks. "Morning!" They said simultaneously, with cheerful voices. Each placed a hand on my bare ass, as they leaned in to watch me finish up. Jean tenderly trailed one finger down the length of my cock, stopping just shy of the piss stream, as Abby whispered in my ear. "Mom has a real special surprise for you later." "Abby! You weren't going to say anything! And besides Joey...it's not just me! We have to leave for a bit, would you like a ..." and Abby cut her off finishing the sentence, "A morning quickie?" and grinned sliding her hand down to join Jean's. "No -- no I'm fine...really, I just need to shower." Looking at one and then the other, I swallowed hard seeing how eager they were to do anything I wanted. Two small pouts formed, holding only a moment, as the smiles returned and they both gave my penis a small squeeze and laughed. "Hell Joey can't blame a girl for trying. Oh, by the way, you were wonderful last night!" Abby cooed in my ear and she squeezed my left cheek tightly before stepping away and adding, "Coming mom?" I had stopped peeing and Jean gently shook my cock bringing my attention back to her. "Actually, Joey, we'll be gone for most of the day -- oh yeah, Andrea called dear." She commented and slowly released my penis. Jean planted one last kiss on my cheek, before answering Abby. "Yes I'm coming...Christ you're always in such a hurry Abby!" I turned from the toilet and watched Abby and Jean's departure. 'Nymphos -- they're both fucking nymphos!' I thought, as the Eagles song re-entered my head. ~ The next hour passed in a mental blur of erotic images and thoughts. I was seated outside, on the porch, having coffee before I even realized it. I knew I needed to call Andrea but, stared at my cell phone with a mixer of anger and foreboding. I couldn't place the anger. Perhaps, deep inside I knew my time with Andrea was coming to an end. The feeling of foreboding was easy, as the mere thought of Andrea finding out sent a chill through me. I recall actually trying to rationalize the entire situation, that morning. Amazingly, thoughts of telling Andrea entered my head. In some convoluted way of thinking, I tried to convince my self she would accept the "ménage a trois " between mother, daughter and son. My thoughts faded when I saw a small dust cloud rising up, along our, long, in drive. I stared at the small swirls of dust, rising in the morning rays, turning the light into a mixer of reds and orange. The shop til' you drop syndrome ingrained in Abby, dismissed any thoughts of the girls return. And so, I found myself standing, peering through the thick stand of trees, catching a glimpse of the red colored vehicle approaching. I groaned when I realized it was Andrea, pulling up in her, bright, red Mustang. I wasn't ready for her by any means but, I was curious as to why she had come. I greeted her with a wave, as she stepped from the car and yelled out, "Joey...hi! Why didn't you call me - didn't your mother tell you I called?" as she walked towards the front porch. "Hey Andie...sorry. She told me but, I was just relaxing and forgot I guess...forgive me?" "No." She answered, tossing her long blonde hair off to the side. With long graceful strides Andrea reached the porch quickly, accentuating each step with gentle side to side hip thrusts. She was gorgeous, as always, and a bit under dressed. She approached wearing a halter top tied just below her breasts, barely containing the pair, and shorts that appeared painted on -- at least from a distance. My smile faded when she stopped just short of the porch steps, with hands on her hips. "You don't look hurt." She said with pouting lips. "What? Oh...my back." "Well yeah! I called your work and they said you got hurt." "Just a back sprain Andie, nothing to worry over." "Worry? And just why would I worry about you - you insensitive shit?" "Aw come on now Andrea...I said I was sorry!" I pleaded. "Yeah but, you haven't invited me up...I mean, I swear I think you want me leave or something." She replied, forcing her pouting look to extremes. I took a step towards Andie, offering my hand and winced at a sudden back spasm. "Oh shit! You are hurt!" She cried out and rushed up the steps. "God Joey I was just teasing...I really was!" She said grabbing me around the waist. Gently Andie maneuvered me back into the porch chair and hovered over me. Her perfume was intoxicating. The close proximity of her scantily covered breasts created an instant reaction, causing me to groan out. "Oh God -- Oh God...what? What can I do Joey?" She cried out, feeling helpless. "Back spasm!" I groaned again, bending slightly trying to hide my growing erection. Andrea stood fidgeting above me, unsure of what to do, wringing her hands. "Should I rub it Joey? You want me to rub it...tell me!" She cried out. "Yeess...God yes, rub it please." With a slight hesitant move, Andrea bent over and started to lightly rub my back, much too light and far too high. I wasn't actually faking it, it did hurt some but, nothing near the way I acted. "Harder Andie...please, and lower!" My urgent plea galvanized Andrea into action. Bending more, she dropped her hands to rub my lower back, in hard circular motions. Her actions placed one breast on my shoulder and it felt wonderful, as it rotated and rubbed on me. Her other breast wiggled against my bare back, providing alternate sensations of cloth and bare skin caresses. I grew harder and started to smile. "Oh yeah, that's it...a little lower." I moaned. Again, I felt a hesitation in Andrea's massage. She turned her head to peer into my eyes, suspicion growing on her face. "Lower?" She mumbled. "Umm...yeah lower please Andie." Slowly, Andrea's hand and fingers started in again. Her hand pressure increased just as I felt her hands slip inside the waist band of my shorts. I turned my head watching her taunt belly muscles working hard, as she massaged me. Her full breasts wiggled against my upper back, as she used both hands, massaging my upper buttocks and lower back. "Joey...I don't think I should be this low...are you sure it hurts this far down?" Oh yeah...I'm sure...lower even." I moaned out. Andrea made a final move, stepping in slightly and pushing her hands as low as she could go. She was firmly massaging just the top of my ass cheeks now. Her step towards me assured full body contact and I reached to grab the back of her leg. She let out a soft gasp. "Joey! I -- I can't...Umm, get any...are you sure Joey?" I eased up on my grip and slid my hand up, cupped her ass cheek and kneaded my fingers into her crack, moaning out, "Yeah I'm sure...down low like this." "Joey I can't..." "I'll move!" I said quickly, hoping she wouldn't catch on. I felt Andie raise up and released my grip on her ass. When I looked up at her blushed chest and hard nipples, I smiled and started to move. She still hadn't seen my erection and I groaned faking the difficulty of getting up from the chair. Andrea helped me immediately, grabbing my arm and pulling. I let her take a lot of my weight before finally standing. I eased over on top of the porch table, moving as if I was I in real pain. I managed to free my stiffened cock from the waist band, as I dropped onto the table. Groaning louder, I waited with my ass jutting out and half exposed. I made a final plea as I struggled up on my elbows. "Joey...my God you want me pull your...what about your mom?" "Yes for Christ sake - they're gone...they're both gone! The doctor said I sprained my ass muscles...massage 'em!" I cried out, faking the pain. "Joey...I -- I don't think we should be doing this out on the front porch." Andrea said in almost a whisper, even as her fingers tugged at the waist band of my shorts. I felt Andrea's hot breath on my lower back, just as she stopped pushing on my shorts, leaving them around my knees. It seemed like I waited forever before her fingers, trembling slightly, were placed on my ass cheeks. I almost yelled over Andrea's delaying but, instead I said something even worse. "Andrea please...what's the big deal? Abby helped me the other day when she came home! You're my girl friend and you won't... I immediately knew I'd fucked up. I jerked my head around to catch Andie's look of shock. Her hands were still resting on my ass, her mouth wide open. "Abby...Abby did this for you?" She whispered and turned her head to stare at my backside in disbelief. Before I could say another word Andrea gasped out, "My God you've got a hard on! You're hard Joey...were you hard when Abby..." and she fell silent. Andrea's hands trailed off my ass, as she sat back on her haunches wide eyed. I slid off the table and back into the chair, my erection quivering in front of Andrea. Frantically, I searched for words to rectify what I'd said. I found nothing and in a weak voice I finally said, "Yes." "She...she saw you hard...like that?" Andie managed to mumble, as she pointed a single finger at my penis. I nodded my head and kept silent. The nod did it. It happened so fast I couldn't catch her. With a brief eye flutter, Andrea listed to the side and, like a rag doll thrown on the floor, fainted away on the porch. 'Whoa...that was fucked up' I thought and stared at Andrea's limp form, wondering what to do next. Several minutes later, after my erection had died away, I stood and pulled my shorts up. I couldn't leave Andrea where she was and I bent to pick her up. I quickly found out that her diminutive 110lb frame was much heavier than it looked. After a little maneuvering, I finally got my arms under hers, cupping her tits, and pulled her inside the house. She showed no signs of coming to, even after I wrestled her onto the couch. I took the time to prop up her head with a pillow and without realizing why, untied her top and flipped the ends to the side, exposing her chest. Somewhere in my mind, I recalled hearing that people in her condition should have their clothing loosened so they could breathe easier. Standing over Andrea, staring at her large areolas and nipples I was certain that who ever thought of the idea was absolutely right -- that beautiful pair needed breathing room. I left to get a cold wash cloth and a glass of water. Settling in next to Andrea, I gently placed the cool wash cloth on her forehead. She seemed comfortable and didn't stir. It was like she was asleep, napping hard. I bent down and kissed the nipples Andrea had offered up so many times in the past, wishing we were making wild passionate love. Andrea stirred momentarily, rolling to the side. Her nipples were hard from my brief attention and she mumbled words in a dream, I couldn't make out. I still had no idea of what to say to her, when she finally woke up. With slow, cat like movements she stretched out and yawned. "Hey you okay?" I asked. "Huh? Why...did I sleep long?" She responded rolling back over, looking up at me. "Not long...half hour or so." "Oh man did I have the wildest dream. You were in a hospital. I went to see you and a nurse was giving you a massage..." She started out and yawned again. "Oh yeah." "Yeah...and when I walked in I saw you were naked. Your butt was in the air for some reason...she was rubbing your back and then I saw she was rubbing your..." "My what?" I asked quickly when Andie hesitated in retelling her dream. "Your...penis Joey, she was rubbing your penis...you had a hard on!" "Holy shit Andrea...you were dreaming all that!!" I said just a she realized her breasts were bare. "Joey...what the hell! I'm naked!" She cried out and tried to cover her breasts. I lied and told her when I came back in I'd found her that way. "I untied my top?" She asked, giving me disbelieving look. "I guess...so what happened in the dream?" I asked, quickly changing the subject back to the dream. "Huh...what...the dream? The nurse was your sister! When I look away from what she was doing I saw it was Abby!" Andrea mumbled looking down at her exposed breasts - breasts that her small hands could in no way cover adequately. "Jesus Andie...that's one wild dream!" "Yeah you're telling me...shit! She spoke to me. She told me I had to rub your back and if you got hard I had to make sure you came too...something about back pressure -- Joey why are my nipples hard?" Andrea replied ending her dream story. "Erotic dream?" I asked and shrugged my shoulders, enjoying Andie's quizzical expression and feeling relieved she had yet to make any connection with the porch conversation. That didn't last too long. The "light" came on almost instantly there after. Andrea's eyes widened and she sat up quickly, forgetting about her breasts. "It wasn't a dream! Abby has seen your hard on...Oh MY God and she made you cum too...didn't she Joey?" Andrea blurted out, squeezing back into the couch corner like a frightened animal. "Andrea wait...it's not what you think! You were dreaming!" I shouted back and immediately regretted it. "Bull shit Joey! You wanted me to do the same thing out on the porch...you told me she saw your..." Abby started off angrily and then, quickly changed as amazement washed over her face and she added, "She wanted to Joey...YOU WANTED HER TO...you didn't force her -- did you?" I got up from the couch and walked off towards the kitchen. I may have looked calm but, my insides were churning. I knew a lie would only screw me and the truth would, more than likely, bury me. With a shaking hand I opened the refrigerator and grabbed a beer and continued my journey to the porch. In silence, Andrea followed. Her open top, apparently, had become less of an issue in lieu of the conversation. When she walked through the door to the porch, her breasts moved easily in front of her and she took a seat opposite me - waiting. "Joey...what aren't you telling me Joey?" She finally asked, exasperated at my silence. I gave Andrea a faint smile and took a long draw off the beer. Following a final "well?" from Andrea I launched into the entire sorted tale. I left nothing out. Not mom, not Abby, not my father and his, purported, "problem" and most certainly not the daily insistent and urgent demands placed on me by Abby and Jean. At the end, I felt Andie's hand pull my beer away and watched her drain the half bottle in two large gulps. I hung my head and waited for the tirade I was sure would follow. Instead, Andrea placed her hand on my arm and whispered, "My God Joey...your some kind of sex tool." Mustering only a brief, unfelt, smile I kept silent. I couldn't look Andrea in the eyes and found myself focusing on her lovely breasts. Seeing her, still, erect nipples told me my revelation had an effect on her -- and, apparently, not all bad. Unbelievably, I felt my dick stirring, a small erection forming as I stared towards Andie's chest. Nothing was said for some time between us. Finally Andrea stood up and slowly pulled her top together and tied off the ends. I didn't turn my head to watch and regretted it. Deep inside I knew it would be the last time I would ever see Andrea's gorgeous body. "I've gotta go Joey." She mumbled and walked off towards the Mustang. Moments later she was leaving the circular drive and I stood to watch her departure. I watched the flashes of red between the trees and then saw the dust plumes rise, as she drove away along the unpaved section of our in drive. I felt drained physically when I turned for the house and for the first time morally. The sexual secrets seemed okay as long as they were confined to the house, between Abby, Jean and my self but, now someone else knew and that didn't feel right at all. I dropped on the couch and, in no time, fell asleep - a deep, fitful, nightmare filled sleep. ~ "Your Honor...the prosecution will attempt to prove without a shadow of a doubt that this man -- this vile creature -- has seduced his own mother...and sister! And further your Honor... he has attempted to bring into his lustful world an innocent young lady...not being satisfied with his sick little harem!" I turned my head from the ranting prosecutor and saw Abby, Jean and Andrea across the room, standing naked before the court and jury. Each had paper labels, with arrows, pointing at their breasts and genitals calling attention to the jury the "exhibits". I tried to call out, to deny the allegations, and found my mouth taped shut. Horrified, at not being to speak I looked down and found I too was naked. I was standing up but, bound, tightly, to a table. My legs had been spread wide and my penis hung down for everyone to view. I looked up wide eyed at the women and saw the wicked smiles cross their lips. The jury members talked in low tones, holding their hands over their mouths and pointed at my penis, shaking their heads. "Does the defense attorney have an opening statement?" The judge asked when the prosecutor finally sat down. "No your Honor." I was in a panic immediately and strained to see who it was defending me. It was futile. Whoever it was, he was out of eye sight but, somehow I knew the voice and it sent a chill through me. "The prosecution may proceed." "Your Honor, my legal assistant -- Ms. Barns -- has graciously offered to show the jury and the court just how easily this man can be aroused, as initial proof of the charges against him!" "Proceed counselor...but, I warn you in advance, I will not tolerate any grandstanding!" "Point taken...Ms. Barns, if you would proceed please." Incest, Joey's Desire Struggling with my constraints, I felt terror well up inside me as the lawyer's assistant approached. She was a total sex bomb. Her areolas peeked out of the low cut top she wore and every step was sexual poetry in motion. She stopped directly in front of me and stared into my eyes briefly, before dropping her gaze to my penis. Ms. Barns licked her lips and slowly reached up to massage her large breasts, making sure she pushed them high enough to expose her hardened nipples before going on. Her hands dropped, caressing her body, and then stopped to push hard between her legs. Inch by inch she gathered up her short skirt with her left hand, while keeping it pressed tight to her love mound. With her right, she reached out and cradled my penis in her palm and moaned softly. She began stroking me just as her dress lifted to present me, and the jury, a clear view of her pussy -- a pussy covered in neatly trimmed brown pubic hair. I tried to scream but couldn't. Frantically, I struggled against my bonds as Ms. Barns worked my cock and slipped her long fingers between her labia, massaging and moaning louder. It was clear case of entrapment! I grew hard in her hand. Not satisfied with a beginning erection Ms. Barns continued until I stood at full mast, hard, with pre-cum glistening at my opening. Pulling her fingers from her pussy and dropping her skirt, she turned to the jury and proudly displayed her handy work as she licked her fingers. The words came to me like many dreams, slow -- drawn out -- and carried an unforgiving sting. "Shhhhaame -- shhhaame -- on -- youuuu - Joooey." I twisted my head to look at the women, as Ms. Barns turned the table making sure every jury member had clear view of my erection. Abby, Jean and Andrea all held out their index fingers, rubbing them as they point at me, calling out shame on you. "Very good Ms. Barns...Ms. Barns - I don't think that will necessary...Ms. Barns?" the prosecutor called out trying to get the attention of the woman now squatted and licking the pre-cum from my cock head. Satisfied, MS. Barns rose and left my cock swaying and throbbing. I screamed out to no avail, the sound muffled by the tape. "As you can plainly see this man needs little provocation...And I ask you all, what woman might resist such a sizable appendage? Even my lovely assistant is under this mans spell after so little time!" The prosecutor went on addressing the jury directly and stared into the eyes of all the women jurors. "I object your Honor!" My lawyer called out. A small amount of relief washed through me as I felt this travesty would be rectified, when a new horror met my eyes. Walking out from behind me to address the court, I saw my father! "Your Honor...clearly you can see the attention lavished so well by Ms. Barns would have the same affect on any man! Even I have been affected!" I nearly fainted when my father, after much effort, produced his full erection and stepped towards the judge's podium. Unabashed the judge peered down, inspecting my father's erection and then sat back. "Proceed councilor." My father turned towards me and held up his thumb and grinned. "If it pleases the court...and my esteemed colleague...I would like to ask the fair Ms. Barns to assist me." "I have no objections your Honor...Ms. Barns would you mind?" Ms. Barns again sauntered her way out in front of the court and stopped next to my father, ogling his erection. "Now, Ms. Barns, if you'd be so kind, please administer the same attention on me, as you were on Mr. Harmon before you sat down. I would like to address the jury as you do so." My father said smiling at her. "Ladies and gentlemen of the jury I would ask you all to look at the plaintiffs in this case...take a long, hard, look as Ms. Barns performs her courtly duty. Please inspect the exhibits offered there and ask yourself...just what would you do? If constantly surrounded by such delights, surely none of you could deny the possibility that my client was the one seduced...trapped in a house of sex and desire created by the very exhibits you now see!" I groaned and watched Ms. Barns hungrily suck on my father's cock, as my father went on. "The prosecutor would have you believe that because a voluptuous lady massaged this mans penis he is some sort of demon for growing erect! I too am erect and Ms. Barns will shortly bring me to the just end of her attentions...and she's enjoying it -- is she not?" I groaned again at his dramatic pause and closed my eyes. "I challenge -- NO demand -- that every male in this court room stand and prove that they haven't been affected by either the exhibits or Ms. Barns!" 'Oh My God -- oh God, he's insane! He's going to get me castrated!' I thought, squeezing my eyes tighter. A murmur traveled through the court room and I heard feet rustling. When small gasps began I slowly opened my eyes to see every male standing, including the judge, each having a large bulge in their pants! "I rest my case!" My father commented forcefully and then groaned out when Ms. Barns brought him to climax. His legs buckled slightly but, somehow he stood his ground as the first load shot out into her mouth. Abby, Jean and Andrea were all talking excitedly when Ms. Barns removed her lips and rapidly stroked my father's cock, letting the cum shoot out in long milky white streams. With a demonic scream one female jury member stood and tore her clothes off, catching everyone's attention, as she jumped from the jury box brandishing a straight razor. "He's the devil - the devil I tell you! He's got us under his spell and only cutting off his cock will save us!" I screamed bloody murder and wildly looked for help as the woman grabbed my stiff cock and raised the razor... "Joey! Joey what's wrong...wake up Joey...wake up!" ~ Sweat poured from my pores, I was soaked. My screams died away, leaving my throat dry and lips parched. I looked up into Andrea's panicked eyes and it took seconds for me to recognize her but, much longer for the fear to subside inside me. "Andrea? What...what are you doing here? I thought..." "I know it's crazy but...I'm nuts about you Joey. I don't care what's happened and I realized that as I was driving away." "You don't care?" I groaned out, forcing my self to sit up. "I won't tell a soul Joey, no one I promise!" My relief must have been obvious, as Andrea smiled. I shook my head trying to get a full grip on what I'd just heard when Andrea went on, with a faint tint of red spreading across her cheeks. "If..." She started out, her embarrassment fully registering. "If what Andrea?" I cut in, wondering if a payoff might be involved for her silence. "If they'll let me...you know...join in?" She asked demurely, finishing her question. Stunned to silence, I mouthed the words "holy shit" as Andrea looked away. Unable to talk, my mind was raced over the implications, not to mention the possible added pleasures of Andrea's request. "Jooey...say something! Don't you want me to -- would they be angry?" Andrea pleaded softly, as she turned to face me once again. I reached out, placing my hand on Andrea's bare thigh and started to reply, "I...I don't know what to..." just as the front door slammed open and Abby bounced in. "Hi! What's going on you guys!" In unison, Andrea and I turned with dumbfounded stares and weak smiles, looking at Abby's bubbly grin. I felt Andrea's small hand slip inside my bare thigh and squeeze. She melted my fears and created an enormous desire to rip her clothes off in front of Abby. My smiled widened as that thought coursed through my mind, knowing my sister would gladly watch, if not willingly join in. "Abby...where's mom? You two won't believe the news!" சத்யவதி – உமா . Incest Lesbians . சத்யவதி – உமாக்குட்டி. "உமாக்குட்டி, வெட்கப்படறியா? வெட்கம் மட்டும் படக்கூடாது. எது எல்லாம் செய்யணும் தோணுதோ அதெல்லாம் வெட்கப்படாம, முழு ஈடுபாட்டோட செய்யணும், அப்பதான் இன்பமே. இந்த விஷயத்தில் இன்பம் ஏற்படுத்திக்கிறதும், இல்லாததும் நம்ம கையில தான் இருக்கு" உமா "ஆமா . ஆண்ட்டி நீங்க ரொம்ப அழகா இருக்கீங்க இந்த ட்ரஸ்ல . ஆனா ட்ரெஸ்ஸே இல்லாம இன்னும் அழகா இருந்தீங்க" , "யூ நாட்டி!" சத்யாவின் கைகளைஅணைத்துக்கொண்டாள் உமா. "உமா, உனக்கு எல்லாம் பிடிச்சிருந்ததாடா?" என சத்யா கேட்க, "ரொம்ப பிடிச்சிருக்கு ஆண்ட்டி, " அவள் வாயில் முத்தமிட்ட சத்யா, "ஐ லவ் யூ உமா," "மீ டு ஆண்ட்டி" அங்கே ஒரு புதுவித உறவு மலரத் தொடங்கியது. சத்யவதியின் எடுப்பான முலைகள கொழகொழ மல்கோவா போல இருக்க, உமாவின் கட்டி முலைகளோ ப்ரா இல்லாமலேயே கெட்டியாக து¡க்கலாக இருந்தன. "உமா அந்த பெட்ல ஏறி திரும்பிப் படும்மா," கட்டிலருகே வந்தாள். ட்ராலியில் ஆயில்களும், மூலிகை ரசங்கள், பவுடர்கள், இருந்தன., பின்புறம் கால்களை அகற்ற இயலாமல் சேர்த்து வைத்து படுத்திருந்தாள் உமா. "உமா கொஞ்சம் ரெய்ஸ் பண்ணு, கோட்டை லு¡சாக்கிக்கிறேன்" உமா முட்டிக் கால்களை அழுத்தி வயிற்றை எம்ப, கோட்டை நெகிழ்த்தினாள் சத்யா. வழவழவென பின் தொடைகளைப் பார்த்து பரவசப்பட்ட சத்யா, "உமா உன்னோட கால் ரெண்டும் ரொம்ப அழகா இருக்கு ரெகுலரா வேக்ஸ் பண்ணுவியா" "ஆமா ஆண்ட்டி மன்த்லி ஒன்ஸ் பண்ணுவேன்" உமாவின் கால்களில் தேய்த்தாள். சத்யாவின் இதமான ஸ்பா¢சத்தில் உமாவிற்கு முலைக்காம்புகள், புண்டை எல்லாம் குறுகுறுக்க ஆரம்பித்தன. இதுவரை கணவணின் கைதவிர வேறு கைகள் அந்த இடங்களில் பட்டத்¢ல்லை. சத்யாவின் நிபுணத்துவம் அங்கே கைவண்ணத்தைக் காட்டிக் கொண்டிருந்தது, சத்யாவிற்கும் உள்ளுர கிளுகிளுப்பு . காமஉணர்வுகளோடு உமாவின் கால்களை மெல்ல அழுத்தி அழுத்தி அமுக்கிவிட்டாள். , "உமா கோட்டை முவ் பண்ணிடவா " .உமாவுடன் ஒரு காமலீலை நடத்தலாம் என்ற எண்ணமே சத்யாவின் உடலை சிலிர்ககச்செய்தது. பளபளவென்ற வெண்ணைக்குவியலாய் பிங்க் நிற பேண்டியோடு படுத்திருந்தாள் உமா. வெண்ணெய்கட்டி முலைகள் பிதுங்கி வழிந்தன. குண்டிகள் இரண்டும் ஜட்டியில் கச்சிதமாகப் பொருந்தி தொடைகளில் இறங்கின. மொத்தத்தில் செமக் கட்டை . "வாவ் உன்னோட ஸ்டரக்சர் ரொம்ப சூப்பரா இருக்கு உமா" . உமா வெட்கத்தில் முகத்தை திருப்பிக் கொண்டாள். " மசாஜ் பண்ண நான் குடுத்து வச்சிருக்கணும்" "போங்க ஆண்ட்டி . நீங்க இப்பவே இப்படி இருக்கீங்களே என் வயசுல எப்படி இருந்திருப்பீங்க" சத்யாவின் கைகள் முலைகளில் பட்டும்படாமலும் சென்று வர உமாவின் முலைக் காம்புகளும் இறுக ஆரம்பித்தன, மூச்சுக் காற்று அனலாய் வந்தது. சத்யாவிற்கு இதுதான் சமயம் எனத் தோன்றியது. "உமா பேண்டியெல்லாம் ஆயிலாயிடும், கழட்டிடடுட்டுமா?". உமாவோ வெட்கப்பட மெளனத்தையே சம்மதமாக எடுத்துக்கொண்டு, ஜட்டியை உருவி கழட்ட, ஈரமாகி இருந்ததை கவனித்தாள், அதை சட்டென முகர்ந்து விட்டு ஹாங்கா¢ல் போட்டாள். உமாவின் குண்டிச்சதைகளில் பிசைய ஆரம்பித்தாள். இரண்டு குண்டிகளிலும் எண்ணெயை விட்டு பதமாக இதமாக பிசைந்துவிட்டு, கோளங்கள் இரண்டையும் பிளந்து குண்டி கைவிரலால் தீண்டினாள். உமாவிற்கு காம உணர்வுகள் தலைதெறிக்க ஆட ஆரம்பித்தன, அது முனகல்களாக ஆரம்பித்தது. உமாவின் முனகல் சத்தங்கள், சத்யாவை உற்சாகப்படுத்தியது., சத்யாவின் விரல்நுனிகள் குண்டி ஓட்டைக்குள் நுழையாதா என ஏங்கத் துவங்கினாள் உமா. அவள் கணவன் குண்டியில் அக்கறை காட்டியதில்லை, எப்போதாவது வாய்மைதுனம் செய்வான் . குண்டியில் சிரத்தை எடுத்துக்கொள்ளமாட்டான். வேறு கேளிக்கைகளிலோ கையாள நினைக்கவில்லை. உமாவிற்கு கணவனைக்காட்டிலும் காமம் அதிகம் . சத்யாவின ஆத்மார்த்தமான கை லீலைகள் புதுவிதமான கிளர்ச்சியை உமாவின் உடலில் ஏற்படுத்திக்கொண்டிருந்தன. இது இருவருக்குள்ளும் கனன்று கொண்டு இருக்கும் நெருப்பை மேலும் ஊதி எறிய விட்டது. முதுகைத் தடவும்போது இரண்டு பக்கமும் சா¢ந்துகிடந்த முலைகளையும் சேர்த்து தடவினாள் சத்யா. விஷேசமாகவே முலைகளை கவனித்தாள். இடைப்பகுதியிலும் உள்புறமாக கைவிட்டு பிசைந்துவிட்டாள்.. "உமா ஆர் யூ ஆல்ரைட்? என்ன ஆச்சும்மா?" உமா சட்டென்று சத்யாவின் இடது கையைப் பற்றி தன் வலது பக்க முலை மீது வைத்து அழுத்தினாள். சிக்னல் கிடைத்துவிட்ட சந்தோஷத்தில் காமலோகத்தை நோக்கி தறிகெட்ட வேகத்தில் ஓட ஆரம்பித்தன அந்த இரு காமக்குதிரைகளும். Incest Love Affair This is a true story. My cousin and I have never been close since we grew up living very far from each other. At the time he was 20 and I was 19. Everything started when we started texting after he told me he would be moving considerable closer to me. In all the texting we grew very close, but nothing more than friendship grew out of it yet. One weekend we invited him to sleep over by our house to give us an opportunity to spend some more time together and show him around. We had a lot of fun during the day, going to the beach, drinking on St. Patrick's Day, during the day I could feel a little bit of sexual tension creeping up, but nothing to major. That evening my cousin, my brother and I went out clubbing with some friends. The alcohol was flowing and we got flirtier as the night went by. I would ever so seductively stroke his ass or his body when none of our friends could see. I struggled to keep control of myself. As we didn't have a guest bedroom, I got out a mattress for him, which we put in my room since there was no space in my brothers room. Luckily my parents didn't mind since he was family. My brother went to bed and my cousin went to sit on his mattress. I was unbelievable turned on, and took my clothes off in front of him to tease him, and put on my nighties. I was looking for any excuse to get him close enough to me, and my heart was racing. I told him he can come plug in him cell phone to charge next to my bed. When he came to stand next to me I looked up at him, put my hand around his neck and pulled his lips in for a kiss. He responded by kissing me hard while our breathing became wilder. I pulled him onto the bed on top of me while we were still kissing. He broke the kiss and looked at me with lust in his eyes. He removed my top and lightly but my neck as he cupped my c-cup breasts in his hands. I moaned lightly to try and not wake the rest of the house. I climbed on top of him and removed his shirt; I kissed his neck and gave him several love bites in his neck while my hips moved up and down over his growing erection. His hands were all over my body, stroking my back and breasts and later pushing me down harder on his cock. We were both incredibly turned on but couldn't risk anything because of my parents. I moved back to his lips and kissed him, my tongue pressing through his lips to his waiting tongue, we kiss each other playfully and passionately for a while before I start kissing down his body. I kiss him all over, slowly and passionately, not wanting to miss one bit. I spread his legs and kneel between them. My fingers start prying the buttons of the pants loose while I kiss right above it. I slowly unzip his pants and pull it all the way down, taking his jockey along with it. His penis is erect and I waste no time taking it in my hand and start to rub his member up and down. He relaxes his body and waits for what's more to come. I start moving my hand faster and stroking him harder for a while until I decide it's time for some more teasing. I take his penis firmly in my hand and softly lick the tip. I move it around, licking the head and the base to get it nice and lubricated. I finally give in to his begging and taking his penis in my mouth. I start moving slowly with my head, getting used to his size. Whilst I'm increasing my spread I try to take in as much of his cock in my mouth as I can take. After a while of rhythmically pumping his cock with my hand and mouth he warns me that he is going to cum, this only fuels my lust and I increase my speed and suck harder and harder on his penis. He started pumping his cum load after load into my mouth, when he had filled my mouth I swallowed and licked his penis clean. He pulled me up to him and kissed me hard before he turned me on my back and pinned me to the bed. He kissed me hard while his one hand was pulling forcefully at my hot pants to get it off. He spread my legs stroking them for a while until he inserted one finger into me. I was so wet so it slid right it. He started pumping me fast; I could feel his erection growing again. After a while he slid in a second finger and moved in and out even harder and faster. My moaning grew louder and he knew my orgasm was getting close. He pulled his fingers out and licked them clean. He positioned himself between my legs and started circulating my pussy with his tongue. I could barely take it, I wanted him so bad. He started licking my clit, playing with it and sucking at it. He again inserted one finger and kept a slow rhythm while fingering me. He knew exactly how to get me off and within minutes I was clutching at his head and bucking my hips up and down before I was over whelmed with wave after wave of an amazing orgasm... After I got down from my high he removed his finger and licked my pussy clean. We were both hot and out of breath when he moved back up towards me. We both wanted to fuck so badly. He pressed his erection against my slit while me made out one last time before he got into his own bed. This is the end of Part One. Part two to follow shortly; please feel free to leave any criticism. Incest Love Affair Ch. 02 After that first night we shared I was totally in love with my cousin. I had a boyfriend of two year at that time but I left him and didn't look back. Two weeks or so had passed when my cousin invited me to go stay with him and his mother for a long weekend. I was very excited and couldn't wait to see him again! I was also a bit scared because I didn't know if it was love or lust from his part but I was going to find out. It was a two hour drive to where he lived and it was raining so I was driving pretty slowly. When I finally got to the basement parking of his flat building I called him to come to me, I wasn't exactly sure in which flat he lived, all I knew is that it was the same flat block that my grandparents were also living in. We I saw him walking down the stairs my heart started pounding loudly in my chest; I got out of the car. He gave me a long embrace, when we moved away from each other he put his hands on either side of my face and pulled me in for a passionate kiss. We got my entire luggage out of the car and he went to show me his new flat. It was very modern and very close to the beach; I fell in love with the place instantly. We went to go greet my aunt and grandparents at their flat. After drinking tea with them he said he would take me to the beach. It was still cold but it had stopped raining. The beach was small and almost empty, with only some old couple walking bare foot in the sand. He showed me a secluded spot, which I suggested would be a perfect place to have sex on the beach, and that we would, later on. The day was pretty uneventful. We mainly stayed inside and watched movies while we snuggled up on the couch. That evening when it was already dark out he got up to go make us some coffee. His mother was already upstairs in bed reading. I waited a minute or two before I went to the kitchen and turned off the light. He turned around with a questioning expression on his face. I went up to him and pinned him against the kitchen cupboards while I started kissing him hungrily. He pulled me closer and kissed me harder. I was already so turned on my hand slipped the front of his boxers down and released his semi-rigid cock. I started lightly stroking his cock with my hand while still kissing him hard. I broke the kiss and I went down on my knees between his legs. I licked his cock and hungrily took his entire shaft into my mouth and started working him fast. He moaned softly and started moving his hips with me to get his cock even deeper into my mouth. He pulled me up and picked me up and put me on top of the counter, He kept my shorts on, he just moved the material to the side. He forced one finger into my wet pussy and started finger fucking me very fast. He started kissing me again and began working my clit with his thumb. This was quickly bring me closer and closer to the edge. He suddenly pulled out his finger and looked at me with his eyes filled with lust. He pushed my legs open as wide as they could go. He took his cock by the shaft and slowly guided it to the entrance of my pussy. He slowly started pressing the tip of his cock in, and after the tip was buried in me he violently thrust the rest of his erect cock into me. He started building up a fast tempo whilst we both moaned of pleasure. He pulled out before he could orgasm on forced me to the ground. I took his cock and started sucking and licking his cock until he unleashed load after load into my mouth. After I cleaned him up he continued with the coffee whilst I went to jump through the shower. We watched TV until we were certain his mother was fast asleep. By then he was also asleep on the couch but I woke him with a brief stroke on his penis. He woke quickly and followed me upstairs. We kept the door open so that we could hear his mother at all times; we didn't want to get caught after all. He came to lie next to me in bed and stroked my hair when he bent down to me and started to kiss me. We kissed more passionately and he crawled on top of me. I pulled his shirt over his head and continued kissing him while my hands stroked over his muscular body. He tugged my shirt up and took my breast in him one hand. He moaned and moved down to take my other breast in his mouth. He sucked on my nipple and lightly bit on it, making my nipples very erect. After a while he moved to the other nipple. I was in the mood for exploring and suggested that we 69, since I've never had the chance to do it. He lay on his back, I pulled his boxers down and removed them, I did the same with my shorts and threw them to the side. I stood above him with my feet on either side of his head. I slowly lowered myself until I was straddling his face. I leaned down and took his cock in my hand. He hungrily started eating my pussy out so I took his cock in my mouth and moved up and down as fast as I could. I gagged a few times and I occasionally took his cock out of my mouth and only sucked on the tip of his cock. He worked my pussy hard and later added a finger as well to completely drive me over the edge. I orgasmed long and hard with all my juices streaming down onto his face. He slowly licked up all of my juices while I took him over the edge. He once again filled my mouth with his love juice and I all too willingly swallowed every last drop down. He rolled us over, so that I was now on my back. He took his cock into his hand and slowly pushed into my awaiting pussy. He slowly started fucking me while giving me soft kissing occasionally in my neck. I tried my best not to moan to loudly because of his mother. This position made it easy for me to play with myself whilst he fucked me. It was only a matter of minutes when another orgasm hit me. He fucked me hard until I was done when he pulled out and told me to stand on my hands and knees. He fucked me harder in this position, just the way I liked it. I worked with him, moving my hips back to meet his thrusts. He had told me before that after he has orgasmed once he can fuck for hours, and I was planning on using this to my advantage. I leaned forward and pulled his raging hard cock from my pussy. I instructed him to go lie on his back; I wanted desperately to fuck him while I was on top. I straddled him and with his help pushed his cock into me. With that I started moving my hips up and down until I found a speed I could cope with and enjoy myself at the same time. He seemed to be enjoying this very much since he started moaning more rapidly and started sucking on my breasts. He pulled his mouth away and took my hips in his hands and pushed me down onto him faster and harder. A while later he emptied his cock inside of me. We were both exhausted after that and crawled into bed falling asleep in each other's arms. Please feel free to give me your feedback and if you would like to see a third part x Incest Love Affair Ch. 03 My girlfriends and I had planned a weekend away to a town nearby for a wine festival, but all three of us had to take a male companion with. Since I was still single I told them I would be taking my cousin along for the ride since he loves wine. Our future together was very uncertain due to the fact that he was planning on going back to his home town because of a better job opportunity there. I knew our time together could be cut short so I wanted to spend as much time with him as possible. The town where the festival was being held was close to where my cousin lived so he drove there by himself. I was driving my car along with my two girlfriends and one's boyfriend. We only left after it was dark already because both of my friends only got off work at six. We all had to pack our things carefully because my car was so small. With the music playing in the background our road trip finally started. My one friend Morgan was unable to get a guy to come with her so she was hinting at how hot my cousin was the whole time and I had to just smile and pretend that it didn't bother me that she was trying her luck with him. The traffic was pretty bad on the way there but after a three hour drive we finally arrived at the wine farm. It was beautifully lit up and had a very romantic feel to it. It had a big four star hotel and small camping sites along the river. I got out and called my cousin to come find me. He had already been there for an hour so he had just finished eating in the restaurant by himself. When I saw him walking closer in the distance I ran to him and jumped in his arms. I stayed there until my friends finally caught up. I softly whispered "I love you" in his ear before I pulled away to introduce him to my friends. We walked to reception to go find our camping spots. This was one of the first surprises I had in store for my cousin. He had been nagging me the whole week because he hates camping so what I did was I booked a room for two in the hotel for us for the weekend. We helped my friends move all of their stuff to their camping site and I helped Morgan set up her tent. She was pretty bummed because she had to sleep alone but I reassured her that we would find her someone special that weekend. Andre, my cousin, was busy talking to Shane and Roxanne while helping them set up their tent. Andre helped me unload our bags from the car and we left the keys with my friends to lock their valuables away. It was already past ten so we took our bags and left for our room. Our room was beautiful and so luxurious! It had a beautiful king size bed with a beautiful view of the vineyards. We had our very own Jacuzzi in our bathroom that we would make full use of later on. I threw down the bags, closed the door behind him and jumped into his arms. I had missed him so much, his tender touch and the feel of his shaved face against mine. I kissed him uninterrupted slowly and passionately not wanting the moment to ever end. His phone suddenly started ringing loudly startling me. While he was on the phone with his mother I took my bag and crept to the bathroom, closing the door behind me. I had gone shopping earlier in the week and had bought some sexy lingerie. I quickly striped off all of my clothes and put on the black lace bra and thong, with it I also wore knee high stockings and high heels. When I was certain he was done on the phone I slowly opened the door, not knowing how he would react. He had made himself comfortable on the bed while waiting for me to finish. I started walking towards him and stopped at the end of the bed. He moved to the side and sat up at the edge of the bed while his hands started roaming over my body. "WOW!" he said looking very pleasantly surprised. He placed his hands on my hips and kissed my flat stomach. He pulled me down to sit on his lap and whispered "I love you more" in my ear before he started kissing my neck. He was still fully dresses so I started removing his jacket and started unbuttoning his shirt while he kissed and nibbled on my neck. He made me stand up while he removed my bra, kissing up my arm towards my breasts. He pulled down my thong and took my breasts into his hands. He sucked and licked at my hardening nipples. I kept the garter belt and knee high stockings on along with my sexy high heels. I told him to go lie on his back. I followed him, kneeling over him unzipping his pants. I start touching his semi erect cock through the material of his jockeys. I fully pull down his pants and bend down over him, kissing his muscular body from his neck to the top of his jockeys. I slowly tugged at the material while I gradually kissed downward to his cock. I removed his jockey to give me more space to move around and kiss the tip of his penis. I moved my mouth along the length of his penis, kissing and licking, lubricating his member. I took in as much of his length into my mouth as I can and slowly and rhythmically started moving my head up and down onto his shaft, taking in more and more of his erect cock into my mouth. Moving faster and harder on his shaft I quickly brought him to an orgasm. He emptied load after load of his cum into my mouth and I proudly swallowed it all. I ended off by cleaning off his cock by licking all juice clean. I crawled up to him and kiss his soft lips. He surprised me by slipping in two fingers into my soaking wet pussy. He roughly fingered me bringing me close to an orgasm but he stopped and threw me over onto my back. He slipped in two fingers again and played with my clit in his other hand. This was enough to throw me over the edge into a mind blowing orgasm. I enjoyed wave after wave of ecstasy before he pulled out his fingers and slipped them into my mouth to lick clean. He moved over me kissing me softly on the lips before slowly slipping his hard member into me. I moaned softly while he built up a rhythm. He moaned in between kissing my neck and I could feel another orgasm building up inside of me. I slipped my hand in between us and started lightly stroking my clit, helping with that feeling of ecstasy come closer. My pussy started clamping down on his cock as I had another amazing orgasm; he immediately started moving faster and quickly emptied his second load into me. He climbed off of me and came to lie next to me on the bed, pulling me closer into his arms. I kissed him lovingly; I couldn't show how much I loved him and how much I loved having him there with me. I got up after a while to fill the Jacuzzi with warm water. I added some bubble bath and lit a few candles to set a romantic mood. I walked to the bed and gave him a nice kiss before pulling him up off the bed and into the bathroom. He climbed into the water while I removed my excess lingerie and High heels. I tied up my hair into a bun and got into the water. I spread his legs and sat with my back against his chest. His hands softly fondled my breasts and I could feel his penis slowly growing erect again. I pressed a button which activated jets of water spraying. I turned my body around facing him. My hand found his cock under water and I started stroking his member. I let go of him and I stood up. I instructed him to straighten his legs where after I lowered myself onto him, guiding his cock into me. I moved slowly keeping a calm rhythm, enjoying the feeling of his cock moving in and out of me. I put my hands around his neck, supporting myself as I moved on top of him. He played with my breasts and his gaze never left mine. His hands clutched at my hips and he made my hips go up and down faster where he came for one last time. We washed each other in the Jacuzzi and I gave him lots of sensual kisses before I got out and dried my body. I had spent all his energy so I told him to lie on his stomach on the bed but still naked. He did as I asked and I got some cream from my bag. I straddled his body and put some lotion on my hands. I rubbed his body and massaged his back. I could feel all his worries drifting away as I kept rubbing his back. I slipped into my nighties and he put some briefs on and we got in bed. I fell asleep with my head on his chest with the sound of his heart beat in my ears. Incest Lust This is my third story for Literotica fans. In my early stories, I have told you how I involved in sex with my boy friend Imran and then with my elder sister (Baji). I and Sana (My elder sister) continued lesbian sex for few days after our first encounter. She was so sexy and hot during sex that I never thought before. She introduced me to new horizons of sex. One day I wake up at night. I was feeling thirsty, so I got up from my bed and went out of room to drink some water. I was in my night suit, and when I came out of my room I saw Shehla bhabhi and Sana baji standing out side of Shehla and Zahid bhayaa's room. They did not notice me while I was going towards kitchen to have some water. Suddenly I heard Shehla saying to Sana, "Aawo Sana aaj thumharay bhayaa peer se garam ho rahay hain, aur chahtay hain ke hum dono us ko tanda ker dain. Wesay dil mera bhi bahot ker raha hay aaj tho socha ke thum ko bhi bula loon." SANA: Uuuffff bhabi thum ne tho meray dil ki baat keh di, mera bi aaj bahot dil ker raha tha masti kerne ko, chalo acha huwa thum dono bhi thayaar ho. Thanks bhabi. Main apnay room ki light off ker ke aathi hoon. Saying this, Sana went to her own room while bhabi went in her own. I remained standing at kitchen door and was thinking at their conversation. What they said was very much shocking for me. Did they want to say that Sana baji is doing sex with bhabi and bhayaa at the same time? But how it was possible? But if this was not the case then what other meanings could be given to what they both said. In the mean time Sana came out of her room after switching off the light and went to bhabi and bhayaa's room. What I have heard, put me in great confusion and I decided to now the reality. After taking this decision, I quickly went to bhabi's room door but I found it locked. Suddenly I remembered that there is a back side window of their room which opens towards backyard. I went into backyard and reached near their window. I peeped inside through the widow and I saw both Sana and bhabi were sitting on the bad and were talking on some topic but I can't hear what they were saying. I worked to find out an open window and I founded it. Windows in our home were made in such a way that the glass windows were at out side, opening outward, while on the inner side there were net windows which opened inward. I slowly opened the glass window and left the net window closed as I could see through it. Now I could also hear to what they were saying. SANA: Bhayaa ne kafee der laga the hay bathroom mai lagtha hay aaj koi khaas kisam ki thayaari kerne wale hain. BHABI: Kerne do us ko thayaari bahot maza aaye ga. Saying this she grasped Sana around her west and pressed her with herself. In the mean time bath room door opened and bhayaa came out from it. He was only in his underwear and I saw him half naked for the first time. His body was very beautiful and muscular. There were little hairs on his chest and legs which add to his manhood. He watched towards Sana and bhabi and smiled. In response they both also gave a some what strange smile. Bhayaa came to bed and set near to them. ZAHID BHAYAA: Lagtha hay aaj meri tharaah meri dhono randian bhi full masti main hain, Q kuch galat tho nahi kaha meri pyaari randio? Saying this Zahid bhayaa hold bhabi with her long hair and pulled her towards him in a very rough way, and kissed her lips in way which looked to me much harsh. His words jolted me from top to bottom. He was calling Sana, his own sister, and bhabi as Randian (bitches). Then Zahid bhayaa sat at a sofa in front of them while Sana and Shehla bhabi were sitting close to each other on the bed. ZAHID: haan tho meri randion aaj kia program hay? SHEHLA: program kia hona hay, wahi hay jo aksar hotha hay, yani aaj hum dono theree randian banain gee. Q Sana main teek keh rahi hoon na? She watched towards Sana with a lustful smile. Sana replied with same lusty smile and grasped Shehla in her arms. I became nearly mad to hear the little conversation among them, because it conformed my thought about their secret relations. I was still standing behind the window while they continues there conversation. ZAHID: thum dono randion ko yaad bi hay ya nahi ke aaj tuk main net hum dono ko kitni martaba choda hay? SHEHLA: mujay tho yaad nahi q kay mujay tho thum shadi se pehle se chod rahay ho, shayed 100 se tho ziada baar thum ne meri mulayeem choot mari hay aur 50 se ziada maar meri gaand maar chukay ho. She said this without a bit of shyness at her face. She was talking like she is telling some thing very usual and common. Now it was Sana's turn to tell about herself. SANA: lekin mujay tho sub achi tharaah yaad hay bhayaa. So main batha sakthi hoon k thum ne mujay kitni baar choda hay. ZAHID: tho batawo haram ki jani, madarchod barrwee randi kitni baar main net hum ko choda hay? This all just shocked me. I cannot imagine even that Sana and Zahid bhayaa could talk to each other in such a erotic way. But more than that it was also unbelieving for me to hear that Zahid bhayaa has fucked so many times his own real sister Sana, and Sana was acknowledged it without any hesitation. I know that Sana is very sexy, she not only did sex with me but she had been fucked by her many friends individually and collectively, about which she told me during our different lesbian sex encounter which I will tell you sometime later. In reply to Zahid bhayaa's question she replied. SANA: aik baar tho bhayaa aap ne mujay akailay choda tha, yaani pehli baar. Jub ke bakee her dafa thum ne mujay bhabi ke saat meel ker choda hay aur aaj thuk thum ne 10 dafa meri choot mari hay aur 3 dafa main ne apni gand thum se marwayee hay. ZAHID: is ka matlab hay hum apnay program main abhi thuk kafee progress ker chukay hain. Thum dono ko achi tharaah yaad ho ga ke hum theeno ne begherthi ka ye khel kis waja se shuru kia tha? SANA: haan bhayaa bahot achi tharaah se yaad hay. Is ki waja hamaray begherat maan baap hain. Thum ne hi pehli baar hamain bathayaa tha ke hamaari mom bahir ke logon se chodwathi hay aur dad ko na sirf in sub baton ka patha hay balkay wo mom ki dalali bhi kerthay hain aur apnay dostoon aur business partners se hamari maan ko choodwathay hain. Peer hum thenoo ne un ko kayee baar ye sub kerthay bi deka aur us ke baad hum ne decide kia ke aghar wo ithne begherat ho sakthe hain tho hum is puray ghar ko begherat aur besharam bana dengay. Us ke baad thum don ne mujay choda aur peer ye decide huwa ke Zara aur Shahid bhai ko bhi is begherthi mian shamil kerain gay aur akher main mom aur dad ko bhi. Kia main sahi keh rahi hoon? Sana explained to Zahid bhayaa the reasons due to which they were involved in this lustrous relations, and both Zahid bhayaa and Shehla bhabi shook their heads in affirmation, while I was near to become mad to hear all this lustrous and erotic things about all my family members from my own elder sister's mouth and especially when she talked about me and shahid bhai, it make me nearly to go out of senses, but somehow I controlled my self and attentively listened to their conversation. SHEHLA: wahh Sana thum ko tho sub kuch achi tharaah se yaad hay aur suna bhi aisay rahi ho jesay koi secretary daily meetings ki report apnay boss ko sunaathi hay. They all laughed at what Shehla bhabi said, and in response Sana grasped her in her arms and kissed at her chicks. ZAHID: Acha ye tho bathawo ke thum dono ko ye sub kerne main maza bhi aatha hay yaa sirf mom dad se revenge lenay ke liye ye sub ker rahi ho? SHEHLA: Mujay tho bahot maza aatha hay. Main ne aik saath kayee logoon se kaye baar chodwayee hay magar jo maza apnay shohar aur Sana ke saath aik saath chudai kerne main hay us ka tho koi jawab hi nahi hay. Aur wesay bhi thum dono ko tho patha hi hay kay mujay zabardasthi ki chudai pasand hay aur wo main ne sirf thum dono ke saath ki hay. Qasam se jub thum thono mil ker muj per zulam kerthay ho aur mujay kisi bazari kutyaa ki tharaah isthimaal kerthay ho, meray mammay nochthay ho, meri galoon per, meri gand per aur meri choot per thaparr marthay ho aur bedardi se meri choot aur gand marthay ho tho mujay bahot maza aatha hay. Main thou b thum dono ke siwa kisi aur se chodwanay kay baray main soch bhi nahi sakthi hoon. I was shocked to hear that Shehla bhabi like to be fucked harshly and she like BDSM and bhayaa and Sana used to fuck her in a submissive way. I think this was a totally shocking day for me today and I prepare to listen some more shocking news from them. ZAHID: aur thum Sana kia kehthi ho is baray main? SANA: bhayaa thumhay tho patha hi hay ke aap se hodwane se pehle main ne apnay kai dostoon se apni choot marwaayee hay magar jo maza aap ke saath chudai main hai wo kisi aur ke saath kerne main kahaan. Aur peer ghar ki baat ghar hi main reh jaathi hay is liye aur bhi maza aatha hay. ZAHID: Acha tho peer aaj kia program hay. Sirf batain hi kerain gay yaa chudwana bhi hay? SHEHLA: Mera tho aaj peer se kanjri bannay ko dil ker raha hay. Lehaza pehlay thum apni is sagi behn ko chod lo peer mujay apni slave bana ker chodna. SANA: ye tik hay magar bhabi mujay bhi aisay maza nahi aatha thum bhi bhayaa ke saath mil ker meri garmi nikalo peer main aur bhayaa mil ker thujay kutyaa ki tharaah chodain gay tik hay na bhayaa? ZAHID: haan ye tik hay. Pehlay main Sana ko chodon ga aur Shehla is main meri madad keray gi. Peer main apnay lun ki knjri slave ko khoob tharpa tharpa ker chodoon ga aur Sana is main meri madad keray gi. After their program has been decided, Zahid bhayaa stood up and went to the bed. He sat near to Sana and pulled her towards himself. He sat her in his lap. His hands were around her waist while her hands were around his shoulder. Zahid bhayaa put his lips closer to Sana face and started kissing her chicks and all over her face. She was also responding bhai with same passionate kisses at his face. They both were rubbing and pressing each other bodies as well, while Sana was moving her GAND (Buttocks) above Zahid bhayaa's LUND (Dick). She was also pressing her MAMMAY (Boobs) against the nude chest of Zahid bhayaa. Shehla, who was watching sister and brother making love with each other, moved closely towards them and started removing the KAMEEZ (a loose and long shirt) of Sana and soon she succeeded in her efforts. I was able to watch clearly the fine shaped clean body of Baji (Elder Sister) which I had already saw and loved so many times earlier as well. But that day she was not with me, rather she was in her elder brother's lap who was only wearing his under wear while her Kameez had been already removed by our bhabi Shehla. Now Sana Baji was only in her SHALWAR (a loose pant) and a black bra. While I was watching them from the window and now my patience was near to end. Shehla bhabi now opened the hooks of Sana's bra from the back side and removed her bra from her breast. Now I could clearly watch the beautiful and tight boobs of my sweet elder sister who was sitting in our half-nude elder brother's lap and they both were kissing each other. Sana was now rubbing her own nude Tits with Zahid's strong chest, while he was fucking her mouth with his tongue. Zahid bhayaa was moving his tongue to and fro in her mouth while Sana baji was sucking his tongue. After kissing each other for a few minutes, bhayaa laid her down and he himself came above her and started kissing her tight boobs. He was pressing her one boob with his one hand while took her other boob's nipple in his mouth and started sucking her nipple. Sana was now moaning in low voice. She pressed his head against her own boobs and her body was shaking due to pleasure. I know that she loved to be sucked at her nipples and when ever I had sucked her nipples she always reacted very much emotionally and today she was doing the same thing. On the other hand Shehla bhabi removed the underwear of Zahid bhayaa who was lying above Sana baji and was kissing her nipples. I saw Zahid bhayaa completely nude for the first time and this scene was breaking my patience. Still I had not watched his LUND and at the moment I could only watch his buttocks which were strong, round and firm. Shehla bhabi was now pressing his GAND and then started licking his Buttocks. While Zahid bhayaa has changed his targets and now he was sucking the other nipple of Sana baji, who's moaning was now became loud and was now encouraging Zahid bhayaa. SANA: "Uuuuuuuuuufffffffffff bhayaaaaa bahot maza aa raha hay. Aaaaaaahhhhhh choos lo meray mammon ka sara rus aaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh I love you bhayaaaa... uuuuuuuuuuummmmmmm." Zahid bhayaa increased his sucking speed and her moaning changed now into sweat cries. She was desperately rubbing and pressing his head against her breasts and was encouraging him to do more to her through her nasty language. SANA: "Ooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh meray sagay bhayaa, meray Behnchod bhai, chooos apni sagi behn ke mammay chooos. Pee le apni sagi behn ka saraa dhood. Begherat, Barrwe, Motherchod, harami choooossss aur zor se choooossss...." What ever she was crying made me out of control and I removed my own KAMEEZ and Bra and through them at ground. Now I was nude at the top and was standing behind the window in darkness and watching them making love with each other. I started pressing my own Tits and watched bhayaa who was sucking Sana's nipples. Shehla on the other hand has now opened Zahid bhayaa's Buttock and she was now sucking at his Ass Hole. This all made me wet and I could feel wetness in my CHOOT (Pussy) now. I was now creasing one of my nipples and it heightened my emotions and was also giving immense pleasure. Along with their physical sexual activities, their oral commentaries were also continue. SHEHLA: "Hiii meray sartaaj, meray jism ke ashiq, kia zalim Gand hay their, kia khoosh bu hay there is mast mast Gand ke suraakh ki, Hiii mai qurbaan jowoon theray is behnchood Gand ke." Saying this, she entered one of her fingers into Zahid bhayaa ass hole and started fucking his ass hole with her finger. After remaining in these positions for some time, bhayaa stood up from Sana, due to which Shehla bhabi's fingers went out of his ass hole. He then went forth and sat at Sana's Tits. His dick was now near to her mouth and it was the first time that I was watching LUND of my own brother. Oh my God, he has got an extra ordinary tool, which, in my opinion, could lean and plead any girl or women in front of him. My CHOOT was becoming wetter and was throbbing hard inside my SHALWAR. In order to make her calm, I opened my SHALWAL and dropped it into my feet. Now I was nude from top to bottom as I had not wearing bra. These SHALWAR and KAMEEZ were also of my night suit. Zahid's Lund was now touching at Sana's lips and he was rubbing it against her lips. ZAHID: "Moon kol meri kanjri behn. Aur apnay sagay bhai ke sagay lorray ko apnay moon main aanay they, aaj main theray is bhaichod moon ko randi ki tharaah chodoon ga, moon kol haram ki jani, motherchod." In response to his erotic order, Sana opened her mouth and brought her tongue out of it. First she liked at the top of his LUND, then she took his LUND in her mouth and sucked it hard. Zahid bhayaa now started moving to and fro and was fucking his own sister's mouth. He was increasing his speed gradually. Shehla bhabi was now removing Sana's SHALWAR and soon she did that. Now Sana was also fully nude like Zahid bhayaa. Shehla bhabi opened her legs wide and was rubbing Sana's CHOOT gently. SHEHLA: "sssssssssss kia haram ki jani CHOOT payee hay thoo ne Sana. Bhai ki randi, theree is CHOOT ki narmi ne tho mujay diwani bana diyaa hay. Dil kertha hay ke kaash mai mard hothi tho qasam se theree is KOOS ka burtha apnay LUN se banathi." Saying this she entered her two fingers at a time into Sana's Pussy hole and started fucking her Pussy. Now Sana was in hot waters as her two holes- Mouth and Pussy- were being fucked at once. I know that she will be enjoying all this. And this all made me also out of control and I was now fucking my own CHOOT with my fingers. Zahid bhayaa increased his speed and his LUN was going in and out of her mouth. He was fucking her mouth deep to her throat, and his TATAY (Testis) were touching her lips when he enters his dick fully in her mouth. On the other hand Shehla bhabi was now sucking Sana's CHOOT with her mouth. She was also fucking it with her tongue. I could see her tongue going in and out of Sana's Pussy hole. All this was increasing my emotions and I was now fucking my Pussy much faster. I wished very hard that how wonderful it will be if I also joined them and bhayaa also fuck me as he was fucking Sana. But at the moment I cannot take initiative to do that. I have to wait still they will seduce me as they have planned in their conversation. My thoughts were broken when Zahid bhayaa removed his DICK from Sana's mouth and went towards her PUSSY where Shehla bhabi was sucking it. Zahid bhayaa kept Shehla bhabi at her hairs and pulled her harshly from Sana's CHOOT, and then slapped at Shehla face. ZAHID: "Hut kutyaa, jub deko kutyaaa ki tharaah chatthi rehthi hay. Mathercod barrwee. Chal apnay kaprray uthaar aaur uther Sana ke moon per apni CHOOT rak ker bet jaa shabash." Zahid bhai was treating Shehla (His wife) very harshly and I think it was due to the fact that she herself likes to be treated like that, as she has revealed her intentions and showed BDSM as her favorite sexual style during their earlier conversation. However, Shehla was now removing her clothes, while Zahid bhayaa sat in between Sana's legs. He opened her legs wide and then he put his "LUND TOPI" at the entrance of her CHOOT hole. Then he pressed his LUN against her Pussy and his LUN started entering her hole. He kept his Dick moving inward and at last stopped when it fully entered into his sister's Pussy hole. Then Zahid bhayaa pulled his dick back from her CHOOT and again entered into her Pussy. Then he started fucking Sana continuously. Shehla had now removed her clothes completely and now she was nude from top to bottom. I was watching her for the first time and her round and sound body attracted me very much. As directed by her master (Zahid Bhayaa), she fixed her Pussy hole above Sana's face and then sat down. Shehla CHOOT came exact above Sana mouth and Sana, who was already emotional and hot due to increased speed of Zahid bhai's LUND into her CHOOT, started sucking Shehla's Pussy hole passionately. Now the situation was very much hot and active. My elder sister Sana was lying down on the bed. Her legs were wide open and her own brother Zahid was sitting between her legs and was fucking her Pussy hole with full speed. While her brother's wife Shehla has put her Pussy hole above her mouth and Sana was sucking her Pussy. I don't know why, but I was feeling very much emotional to see a brother fucking his own sister and more than that was the fact that these were my sister and brother. ZAHID: "Kia raseeli choot hay meri sagi behn ki. Kasam se lun ko aisay galay laga rahi hay jesay janam janam se is ki pyaasi ho.. hi meri kanjri behna kia Rand CHOOT hay theree. Qasam se is ko chodne se tho dil hi nahi bhartha," SHEHLA: "Uuuuuuuuuffffff Sana thu tho choosne main bhi barri mahir ho gayee hay, Qasam se mera pani tho abhi se nikalne laga hay." ZAHID: "khabardaar kutyaa agar thu ne apna saara pani abhi nikaala tho, jaan se maar doon ga, abhi tho main ne thujay tharrpa tharrpa ker chodna hay mather chod." To stop her CHOOT went out of control, Shehla bhabi came down of Sana's face and then started caressing Sana's Tits, she was also sucking her nipples, Sana was, as I know, in very much pleasure. She was now nearly shouting and encouraging her brother. SANA: "Chod meray behnchod bhai chod apni sagi behn ki naram CHOOT ko. Chod apni sagi maan ke yaar CHOD mujay.. OOOhhhhhh barrwe main ne thuj se ziada begherat mard aaj thuk nahi deka jo apni sagi behn ke saath ZANAA kertha ho. Aur zor se chod meray pyaaray bhayaaaaa," Incest Lust Listening this, Zahid bhayaa increased his speed and now was fucking Sana pussy with full power. ZAHID: "Aaaaaaaahhhh randi ki bachi,, meri chaloo chinaal behn main chootne wala hoon aur aaj main apni mani theree CHOOT main daloon ga. Thujay apnay bachay ki Najayez maa banawoon ga.. ooooohhhhh meri Rakhel sambhal apnay bhai ki mani ko." SANA: "Aanay de bhayaa apni mani ko meri choot mai aanay de. Aaj main theray bachay ki maan banoon gi, apnay sagay bahi ke bachay ki. Bhar de meri bekaraar CHOOT ko apni mani se aaaaaaaaahh. Ooooooohhhhhh main gayeeee main aayeee.. main bhi chotne wali hoon bhayaa uuiiii maaaannnnnn" This vulgar conversation put me at the highest place of hotness. And few moments after that Zahid and Sana both released their orgasms; Zahid removed from her body and lay near his sister Sana. Sana has also closed her eyes, while Shehla bhabi was still thirsty and now she moved towards her husband, Zahid bhayaa, and started sucking his wet LUN. ZAHID: "Sali mai samja tha ke main ne aik aurat se shadi ki hay magar ye tho haram ki jani asli kutyaa hay, jub deko isay chatne ko kuch na kuch chahiye." SHEHLA: "Chatne they na meray Malik. Theray LUN ka maza hi kuch aur hotha hay, yakeen na ho tho apni sagi behn se puch lo." ZAHID: "Acha chal aa is waqt meri bahoon main aaja aur thang na ker abhi main ne thujay bhi chodna hay. Lekin thorri dher baad. Abhi thorra aaraam kerne they mujay." Then Shehla bhabi went near Zahid bhayaa and embraced him. Now Zahid bhayaa was in between Sana baji and Shehla bhabi while both of then had put their hands on Zahid's chest and Zahid's hands were at their Buttocks which he was rubbing gently. They remained in that position for about five minutes, during which I continued playing with my own nude body. My Pussy fluid was now flowing down through my legs but I didn't cared for it and continued fucking my Pussy hole with my two fingers. My SHALWAR was in my feet while my shirt was at the ground. After few minutes, Zahid bhayaa got up. He was between both of them. He watched at both of them for a while and both ladies were also watching towards him to know his future intentions. Then suddenly he put his hand beneath Shehla's head and kept her hairs in his feast and then pulled her towards himself. She got up and sat on her knees. Her mouth was open wide due to immense pressure and pain. She automatically put her both hands on her hairs. Zahid bhayaa suddenly slapped at her face, then brought her face near to himself and spat at her face twice. ZAHID: "Kutyaa, haraam ki jani, barrwee apnay Malik ke haath ko pakarrthi hay, Matherchod," He then slapped at her another cheek and pulled her face down at his Dick. Her lips touched his Dick and she kissed it with her lips. She started rubbing his Dick with her wet tongue. Zahid bhayaa stretched her hairs and then pushed her face against his Dick. ZAHID: "Haramzadi, meray LUN ki rakhel, moon main le apnay Khasam ka LORRA aur choop is ko. Dali ki bachi thayaar ker is ko apnay liyee aaj main thujay bazaari kutyaa bana ker theray saray holes paarr doon ga. Maan ki najayez aulaad." He was giving nasty abuses to his own wife, but this was not something new to hear, because he had already given such vulgar abuses to her own real sister Sana. But his nasty words jolted me from top to bottom and give new energy to my already heightened sex emotions. Sana was still lying in same position and was watching them with interest, and she had a smile at her face. After Zahid bhayaa's order, Shehla bhabi opened her mouth and took his LUN deep into her throut. He started fucking mouth of his own wife by pulling up and down her mouth at his Dick. He then ordered Sana to bring a red box from the cupboard. Sana went towards the cupboard and brought back a red colour jumbo size box. I was curious about that box as I didn't know what he is going to do with that box. Sana opened the box, and on the order of Zahid bhayaa, took a rope out of it. Then bhayaa ordered Sana to tide Shehla's hands at her back. Sana did the same thing and tide Shehla's hands at her back tightly. Now Shehla was in such a position that she was bent over her knees, while her face was forcefully bent over Zahid bhayaa's LUN, and her hands were being tightened at her back, while Zahid has roughly pulled her hairs and was pressing her mouth down ward. Zahid bhayaa suddenly throw her back, due to which she fell at her back and her head fell in Sana's nude lap, who caught her from her shoulders. Sana got her up and stood her at her knees while keeping her shoulder from behind. Zahid bhayaa stood in front of Shehla bhabi and ordered to open her mouth. She did it and opened her mouth. Zahid bhayaa then entered his Dick into Shehla's mouth till his Testis touched her lower lip. This exerted immense pressure on her throat and her face turned red. Bhayaa kept his LUN inside her mouth for some time and then pulled it back and started fucking her mouth fastly. He fucked Shehla bhabi mouth for few minutes, and then pulled his Dick out of her mouth. Zahid bhayaa then took out few small cloth-hanging hooks which are commonly used to keep clothes hanging with the rope, and used these hooks to Shehla both Tits and two stuck at her nipples. Sana had still kept her from behind and was not letting her to resist. These hooks were much painful and Shehla was moaning due to immense pain at her boobs. While I was also in a bad condition to see that. Then Zahid bhayaa took another thing out of the box which was a short strip. A small round ball was in between that strip and there was strip at both sides of that red ball. He then entered that ball into Shehla's mouth between her teeth due to which her mouth was stretched to its last limits and now she could only moaned but was not in position to speak anything. Then Zahid bring the two strips towards her back head and tide it there so that the ball could not be removed by her easily. Then Zahid bhayaa took another two ropes from the box which were lengthy than the first one with which they have tide her hands. Then bhayaa ordered Sana to lay Shehla straight at the bed. She did it and now Shehla bhabi was lying on her bed in such a position that her hands were tide at her back and hooks were clipped at her boobs and a red ball was between her teeth. Zahid bhayaa tide one end of a rope with one foot of Shehla and stretched her leg from the other leg and then tide the other end of that rope to the bed's leg. Then he did with her other leg the same thing and now Shehla bhabi's both legs were stretched apart. Sana put two pillows beneath Shehla's Buttocks due to which her Pussy came up. Then Zahid bhayaa took another thing out of that box and that was a black colour Dildo which was nearly 7 inches long. He then entered that Dildo into Shehla's Pussy hole till it totally entered into her CHOOT. Then he sat between her legs and set his LUND at her GAND Hole, which was visible due to the two pillows beneath her Buttocks. Now he started entering his Dick in her Ass hole with full power while Sana sat at her belly. Sana's face was towards Shehla's Pussy and then Sana kept the Dildo which was inside Shehla's CHOOT and started moving it in and out in Shehla's Cunt. While Zahid had entered his Dick fully now into her Ass hole and now he was fucking her Ass hole with his LUN. Sana was at the same time fucking her CHOOT with the Dildo. Shehla was in a very bad condition at that moment. I could see her face which was completely red due to this harsh treatment. I think she wanted to cry but she could not do that due to that red ball between her teeth. Rather she was moaning which resemble like her weeping. But both Zahid and Sana were not paying head to her moaning and weeping and they were forcefully fucking her both holes. I was near to fell down to see this harsh treatment of Shehla bhabi, but I controlled my self and kept watching them. Now bhayaa started slapping Shehla at her Buttocks and soon her Buttocks were also turned red like her face and Boobs. They fucked Shehla bhabi for about 15 minutes in that harsh way and then zahid bhayaa reached to his orgasm. He pulled out his Dick out of his wife's Ass hole and then stood up and touched it with his sister Sana's lips. Sana opened her mouth and Zahid bhayaa entered his Dick in her mouth and started fucking Sana's mouth. On the other hand Shehla had reached her orgasm due to that rough FUCK and she looked satisfied at the moment in spite that her hands were still at her back and the red ball was still in her mouth and the Dildo was still in her pussy. After few seconds Zahid bhayaa ejaculated his sperms in Sana mouth and Sana swallowed it. Then they both sat aside near Shehla and removed Dildo from her CHOOT. As her Cunt mouth opened, her Pussy juice was released and came out between her legs. Zahid bhayaa started licking her Pussy juice, while Sana opened the strip around her head and removed the red ball from her mouth. Shehla took a long breath of relief and got up. Zahid bhayaa was still licking her Pussy juice. Sana released Shehla's hand and then she also released her legs. Zahid bhayaa also ended his work and he got up from her Pussy. Then he took Shehla bhabi in her arms and kissed her at her lips. He then asked her, "Meri jaan maza aayaa ya abhi kuch kami reh gayee hay?" Shehla bhabi smiled and kissed back at his lips and said, "Oh meri jaan aaj tho thum dhono ne khoosh ker diyaa hay mujay. Waqayeee aaj sahee ehsaas huwa hay ke ZANAA kia cheez hothee hay aur Zabardasthee ki CHUDAI kis ko kehthay hain." They all laughed, and Sana came near to them and caught the loose LUN of Zahid bhayaa and said to Shehla bhabi, " Ub aghar koi thuj ko Kidnap bhe ker lay aur Kayee dinoo thuk 2, 3 log thujay Chodthay rahain tho mera khayaal hai ke thum us ko bhi aasaani se bardasht ker lo gi." Shehla bhabi laughed and replied, "Why not ub tho main kuch bhi le sakthi hoon. Aur 2, 3 tho kia puray darjan LUN se aik saath chudwa sakthi hoon. Main tho kehthi hoon Sana thum bhi is ki Adhat dalwa lo. Peer jitnay chahay LUN lo koi thakleef nahi ho gi balkay maza hi aaye ga." Sana laughed at that and removed her hand from bhai's Dick and said, "Main tho aisay hi tick hoon, ye thera hosla hay jo ye sub bardasht ker lethi ho, muj se tho ye sub nahi ho ga." Shehla kissed her at her face and then said,"Kher jo theri marzi. Ub kia kerna hay?" Sana replied, "Main tho bahot tuk gayee hoon main tho sowoon gi." Saying this she got up from the bed and wore her clothes, and went out of their room after giving a French kiss to her brother. Shehla and Zahid bhayaa slept without wearing clothes and also off the light. I took my clothes and silently went to my room. I closed the door and throw my clothes at sofa and fell at the bed. I was much tired and I had also got orgasm along with them. Today I came through something new and thrilling. Sana, Shehla and Zahid bhayaa has developed secret sex relations. But more than that the idea that they were also planning to seduce me and Shahid bhayaa was more interesting for me, and now I was waiting for the time when they will act on their planning. Next time I will write about other true erotic stories. Till then please do comment and inform me about you opinion regarding my stories. Incest Magazine - 1 July 2015 EDITOR'S CORNER Hi! I'm Amy; Amy Simpson. My dad is Rick—Rick Simpson. I'm 19, he is 41. He is that young actually—one major reason I enjoy fucking and sucking and licking him also. Mom has got no clue about what we do behind her unsuspicious back. I don't want her to find out. Dad doesn't want that to happen too. Besides from screwing each other in our free time, Dad and I have decided to publish an INCEST MAGAZINE. We want to encourage a lot of people like you out there that incest is sweeter fun to participate in. Won't you come and join us? Please? I am begging you to do this—on my knees. Anyway, I want you to know one reason I enjoy riding Dad's cock and sucking his juicy dick. I also love to lick his hairy balls. Here we go: #1—Dad's Dong is the Biggest Ever. I swear; over the well-being of my thirty-two teeth. Rick boasts the biggest dong in our community. How am I so certain about it? Well, the boys here host a Masturbation Tournament every year in January. Nearly every male staying in Rogers Park attends it. Whether they are participants or not participants, all boys are obliged to strip naked and then have their cocks measured on some weird machine. I don't know how this machine looks like. I hear it measures penises with astonishing correctness. It also detects other things like sperm count and how often one is either under-using or over-using his dong. That said: It doesn't come as a surprise to learn that the boy with the biggest dong is my dad! He is not a small boy actually, but a big boy. Boys of all age are welcome to take part in this contest, whether aged or youth, big or small. The only thing that disqualifies one is being underage—beneath eighteen years of age. At this year's Masturbation Tournament, Dad came out first in the Big Dick category. He got an award for the Biggest Dick of the Year. They first measured his dick, then nabbed photos of it, and finally paraded him naked with the other boys to prove if he deserved the title. Fortunately enough, he did! I want to taste his record-breaking penis for as much long as I possibly can, even if it means sharing it with Mom. I don't mind fucking my Dad, do you? Of all men I have fucked, Dad is the biggest—I swear. I even broke up with my boyfriend just so he (Dad, I mean) can become my lover. I must confess: I seriously wish to marry him one coming day. I don't know how or when I will break this news to Mom. I don't think I will be able to. Dad himself cannot stand to provoke her with shit like this. We don't just fuck—we love and cherish each other; we also have gone out for countless dates and dinners and balls; we are careful not to let Mum run into us, or any of her friends or relatives. This is our top secret! BREAKING NEWS 1. Is Incest Holy? We have all read the Da Vinci Code, haven't we? If we have not, we have surely heard a thing or two about what the book portrays. Memorable in the story is the claim that Jesus Christ, God incarnate in human flesh, married his mother, Mary, and had a godly lineage with her. This issue attracted negative reaction from many Christian circles, with many libraries outlawing the book and refusing to have it. The old controversy has been breathed new life into a second time. Some priests in the Vatican are encouraging church goers to marry beyond family borders, telling them what the Da Vinci Code depicts was based on facts interwoven with fiction. "That holy bloodline (in that book) still lives with us to this day," Father Eduardo Giovanni was famously quoted saying two days ago at the crowded Saint Monica Square. "Incest in any form is not wicked, but pure, just like every other intimate relation is blameless. Our Savior married His mother, Mary, and had children with her. That also gives me a right to marry my own mother if I wish to, or my sister or aunt or daughter, and freely bear children with her." This teaching has sparked fierce debates in many Christian circles the world over. While many doubt the realistic claims of the Da Vinci Code, others have fearlessly risen to the defense of incestuous relationships in the church, arguing that Adam's sons married his daughters, and Noah's sons did the same too. What they condemn, however, is unfaithfulness practiced among incest couples. "An incest marriage is no different from any other normal marriage. The husband, be he the son or brother to the woman, must be loyal and caring to his wife. The wife must also surrender herself to his authority. Incest couples must know that they are in a pure relationship, and handle themselves as such; not doing things the other way round." 2. Incest Video Goes Viral on You Tube Since 'Daddy's Girl' was released on the website nine months ago, it has lured in millions of viewers, largely in the United States—who have all backed the song until become an international hit on music downloading sites like iTunes. Daddy's Girl is the forty-eighth song by American artiste, Becca Jones, issued as a single from her fourth studio album 'Playtime.' The song is sung from the perspective of a New York girl, Daisy, who falls hard for her dad and ends up drugging her mom into death-like sleep every night so she can seduce her sex-starved hubby easily. Strangely, there has not been much criticism spat out against the hit song, or its X-rated lyrics. Becca uses a lot of curse words, insulting and acting eerily slutty. Some words she chimes are: Eight inches deep I tell daddy my cunt is Eight inches deep Ten inches long I tell him his dick Is two inches oversize ** Grab that banana, my sugar daddy Shove it deep into my ass Snatch that lollipop, my sugar mummy Stick it in my ass And lick it there CELEBRITY CORNER Name: Mia Michaels Age: 27 Active Since: 6 years ago Net Worth: $600,000 Claim to Fame: Porn Actress Mia Michaels is an incest porn star, who acts in sex videos with her twin brother, Aiden Michaels. She shot her way to fame after nude pictures of her, photographed by Aiden, hit the internet in early 2009 and got her small town buzzing about the naked girl whose was posing topless on social networks. At the time her nude photos began circulating widely, Mia got fired from work. She was working at MacDonald. Her boss, who still refuses to be named to this day, feared her bad reputation would hurt the shop's business. "I have always known Mia to be a sweet, decent girl. I didn't think she was capable of doing something as daring as this. When folks begun talking, telling me that one of my employees was posing nude on the internet, I did not care much about it. I watch porn after all. I masturbate and fuck the lustiest girls who model the streets out there. "When word started spreading that my shop had now become a porn factory, I had to do something about it fast enough. Parents were telling their kids and neighbors to stop walking into my shop. 'They will lure you into filming porn,' was what they were always saying." Kicked out of employment, and taunted and friendless, Mia did not have anything to do. She left no stone unturned in town, seeking employment restlessly. No one was willing to employ her. Everyone thought she would poison their healthy reputation. "People ridiculed me for being a porn girl. No one acted porn in my town. It was unheard-of. People here are overly religious. Porn is nothing but the devil's play field in their holy eyes. I was called Satan's daughter and crappy names like that." Lonely, penniless, and miserable, Mia took to acting porn with her big brother, Aiden. "This became my employment. I wasn't tolerated to do any other work, fine. I began making porn with my big bro. We barely cashed in on anything in our early days. Two years later, our efforts were slowly proving to become fruitful. Porn productions all over the US were emailing and calling us. I felt proud for the first time in my life being a porn star who acted incest." Mia and Aiden have now started their own porno site: mia&aiden.com. They sell their endless titles here, offering freebies and lots more exciting stuff. They recently brought to life their first ever porn house, Mia & Aiden, recruiting brothers and sisters who are eager to do incest porn for a living. "It is fun fucking my brother—day in and day out. I haven't made out with any other guy aside from him. For the present, I am comfortable doing this with him. My advice is if your young or big bro is hot enough, go ahead and fuck him. In case you didn't know, brothers fuck more carefully than strangers will handle you. A brother will always acknowledge his responsibility, and never abandon you. You have a more connecting tie after all, something that is more natural and deeply intimate." SEX-BASED INTERVIEW I am Rick Simpson. I run this magazine with my daughter, Amy. In case you didn't know, these are our real names and surnames. If my wife should find out about us and seek to confront me over this INCEST MAGAZINE, I will tell her I am not the only Rick Simpson living in the United States. Google tells me there are other 8,659 chaps with this same name. This Rick could be anyone of them, but not me. Of these: 2,678 have 19-year-old daughters named Amy. So it can't be possibly me. I love Mia Michaels. I am a die-hard fan of hers. I have watched her videos a countless times, probably a million times. When fucking her brother, she always moans out, "Holy Aiden, fuck me like that, yes...yes, my sweet bad boy." Aiden has a big cock. I am bigger than him actually. He need not worry. Amy, my little girl here, won't let me use it in whipping anyone's ass or pussy except hers and her mom's. A couple days past, I emailed Mia, posing a string of questions to her. Thank God, she answered them all in twenty-eight hours. I dashed around my study table in excitement the minute her response hit back into my inbox. I was like, "I interviewed a porn star and she got back to me in good time." I could have waited for years, probably decades, praying for her response to knock suddenly at my mail door. Thank goodness, she is still alive and responsive too! 1. Do you shave your ass? How often? I hear you have a lot of hair on your butt—not your pussy. Rick, you are welcome. No, I don't shave my ass. I have never shaved it since I began acting porn with my twin brother. I will do that the day I will retire from this business. I prefer my butt to be hairy all the time so I can prove that women with hairy faces and legs and butts are sexy too! In my town, a hairy woman is labeled 'gay' or 'lesbian.' That is so crappy. I mean I don't care if anyone thinks I am weird as a woman by not shaving my body hair and preferring to keep it like I am a man. Being gay is fun and exciting what's more. I'm not saying I am gay, but I don't hate gays. I love them! 2. Is it true that you once stuck a cream doughnut into your ass, and then pushed it out like it was shit, groaning and sweating, so your brother, Aiden, would lick it and eat in its new state? Yes, I did. That was crazy and weird of me, really. Aiden actually enjoyed that cream doughnut more than any snack. You can watch that scene in our movie 'Anal Games.' We were playing with each other's anus. I fucked his ass with three cooking sticks bundled into one. He fucked me with an umbrella as big as his cock. 3. Do you always scatter sugar in your cunt before Aiden goes on to lick it? If he wants me to, I will do that. It is not in every movie when we act that. It depends. If he feels like licking sugar in my cunt, I will pour it. If he wants salt, I will put it. If he wants sauce, I will add it as well. I don't usually play with salt. It is not hurting actually. It just makes me very uncomfortable. Sweet sauce is my favorite. I will never try chili sauce—no, no! FUCKING EXPERIMENT I'm Amy. Welcome to my closing corner. Here, I talk about experimental ways to fuck—fucking in mind-blowing ways you can never think up on your own. We all love sex, don't we? Especially sex with our dads or cousins or stuff like that. Well, if you are really horny and looking for a new way to try out sex, follow my simple suggestion: Fuck Your Dad With Your Feet Tied Upside Down. What am I saying? After you have undressed your dad and he has taken off your clothing, have him fetch a strong, durable rope, and then tie it up to the ceiling, where he is going to lace your feet and then pull you up finally. This should be done slowly, but carefully, so it doesn't hurt. Once he is through, he is now free to fuck you as quickly as possible, say for five minutes, but not longer than ten. This way, you won't put up with much discomfort, and ultimately any pain. If you get dizzy that quickly and easily, this is not the best way to enjoy logic-shattering sex with your dad. Try other techniques as a substitute. You can't tie your dad's feet upwards—facing the ceiling. This doesn't seem traditionally right. Besides, he is the one having the dick, isn't he? You have a sugary cunt. If you lace him up, he won't be able to pound into you satisfactorily; except when you know how to steer the sexual movements or dances made by the two of you. Once you are finally tied, have your Dad caress your breasts, squeezing your nipples and licking them also. This will privilege you with lots of sexual delight. He can finger your vagina while pinching your butt behind, or toy with your anus as he feels like doing. As soon as you are ready, let him know so he can shove his dick into your cunt—or ass. At first this will all feel terrifying. Once he has begun pumping in and out of you, you will explore the limitless pleasures that come from partaking in this sport. Remember: You must finish the act in not more than ten minutes, and not less than five. Have good luck fucking your Dad upside-down style!