Incestuous serail 's mania

( An Incestuous Harem Story )

Chapter Seven : proscribed temptation

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2019

notation : Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this !

September 13th, 2021 - Cruzita Gutiérrez

"Cruzita ?"

I lifted my head to see the Hispanic girl coming out of the cloth curtain that cut off the waiting elbow room from the spine hallway. She wore a lilac, silk robe about her diminutive figure. She wore her dark-brown hair curt, framing her face. She could n't be more than 18, and wore a bright smile on her face.

"That 's me,"I said in Spanish."You 're my masseuse."

"Yes, I am,"she answered back in the same language. Then she switched to English to say,"She 's all checked in, Lee ?"

"Yep,"the receptionist said. She appeared to be kneeling on her president, leaning over and wiggling her hips like a small daughter. She was untested, too, her face elfin and impudence rosy. Her data processor had a faint, humming sound coming from it."She 's ready to go. kick in her a sound time, Juana."

"Always."Juana turned to me and switched back to Spanish to say,"seed on back, pretty lady."

She held back the curtain for me as I stood. My supporter, Olivia Wilbur Wright, had recommended this massage parlor. She said the Lady Touch Massage living-room had done wonders for her and her eighteen-year-old daughter. It was the undecomposed stress reliever in town.

I was dire for it.

"So, first clock time, huh ?"Juana said, this risque glimmer in her eyes.

"First time,"I agreed.

"Getting a massage, or just coming to my establishment ?"

"Both."I swallowed."Your establishment."

"This was all my idea. My babe and I, along with a few Friend, put it together."She opened a door to a room and motioned me to introduce."ejaculate on, pretty lady, I 'll select care of you. Mmm, you 're going to enjoy having your massage cherry broken."

Her eyes flicked over my form and this foreign sensation rippled through my body. It was like she was staring at me the way a man did a woman. I blushed at the thinking. Was she a tribade ? I did n't have a lot of experience with gay woman. Or maybe I was just reading too much into an guiltless glance.

Olivia had recommended the place.

The room was lit by scented cd. They burned happily along the counters on both position of the room, dancing warmly light everywhere. The solace scent of cinnamon filled my nozzle. I shuddered at that scent. In the nerve center of the elbow room lay a massage bed, a stalwart social structure with a padded bed that held an oval cutout at one end that looked perfect for a bed. On one sideboard lay a back massager, plugged into an outlet.

"Well, pretty cleaning woman, let 's get you naked,"said Juana. Her hands boldly darted to the courtship jacket I wore over my blouse and pencil skirt.

"Naked ?"I gasped as she drew off my fusain blazer.

Juana gave me this unusual tone."Did you think you 'd be clothed ?"She hung my sports jacket from a coat stand to the right of the doorway."How am I supposed to knead you, pretty lady, if your wearing apparel are in the way ?"

"I guess so, but ..."I looked around as she came back to me and untucked my blouse from my annulus. Her digit worked the clitoris."Should n't I strip myself."

"Oh, it 's just the pampering we offer here,"she said, her fingers undoing button after button. A tenseness squeezed about my affection. This nervous squirm writhed through my stomach."Relax, pretty charwoman, we 're both ma'am. It 's no different from the locker room."She paused."Unless you think I 'm going to chivvy you."

"Molest ?"I gave a uneasy laugh."No, no. My friend said this place is amazing."

Juana winked at me as she finished unbuttoning my blouse. She opened it, revealing my round breasts held in a bra. I was still in great shape despite being in my forties. My figure slender. My work had a small gym next door, and I used it on my breaks.

"You look like you 're a woman in penury of pampering,"she said."Your job ?"v

"Yeah,"I said,"but ..."I stared down at my wedding ring glinting on my leave alone hired hand. I twisted it.

"Ah, hubby driving you wild ?"

"Not for much longer."I drew in a inscrutable breath. It hurt."divorcement should be final in a few months. CA makes you go through a waiting cognitive process before they 'll finalize it. You know, a last chance to see if you can reconcile."

"But you do n't require to ?"

"He does n't like the hr I work. I 'm never home, he claims. So he started fucking the girl next door. She 's barely older than our daughter. Eighteen, so she 's barely legal."Anger flared through me."And it 's hard on Laurita. She does n't need it to find, and I ca n't state her that her founder is a peckerhead spell of horseshit, now can I ?"

"Then you need this,"Juana said with right-down sincerity. She slid her digit along the waistband of my pencil skirt and found where it zipped up on the side. It fit my body."Only affair punter than one of our massages is getting fucked concentrated by a hottie on a one night stand."

"I have no idea how to do that,"I muttered."I married my gamey school sweetheart."

"Sorry it did n't process out,"she said."But I 'll puddle you forget all about him."She knelt down before me and tugged off my doll. I shuddered at her kneeling there. It was such a ... submissive act. She stared up at me with this bright gleam in her dark eyes. Her hands worked my bird down my thighs, her digit brushing my pelt. We had nearly the same shade of Brown University.

I stepped out of my skirt and trembled. There was something different about this miss. The way she acted. She was Young, but she moved around me with such confidence. She had a strange, commanding comportment. Like she was used to getting her way. Not spoiled. It was something else.

My doll folded, she returned to me and stood a few in in front man of me. She smiled as she reached behind me. I shivered at how insinuate it suddenly became. Her fingers followed my bra 's band around to the clasp. Her small breasts were only inches from touching mine as she unhooked it. She fumbled for a second, her weight shifted.

By fortuity, our breasts, separated by our vesture, pushed together. My nipples burst with a tingling sensation that rippled across my skin. An electric stream that ended up at my pussy. My cheeks warmed at the awakened heat.

"There we are, pretty lady,"she said and leaned back, pulling away my bra shoulder strap. She slipped the cup off my breasts, exposing my rhythm tits. They were n't as loyal as they used to be. But they still had their figure, my nipples thick and dark brown.

And hard.

My cheeks warmed with embarrassment. I hoped she did n't point out. Or, at least, did n't comment.

She added my bra to the quite a little. I shivered and went to go the bed, fighting the urge to cover my titty. A locker room. Just like at the gym. Stripping naked was n't a big deal there. We were all women.

Only the locker elbow room was n't lit by scented candles and I was stripping myself here.

"Hold up, pretty lady,"she said, grabbing my radiocarpal joint."You still have your panty and horseshoe on. You need to be naked."

"My scanty, too ?"I gasped as she slipped to her knee joint before me again. That submissive-seeming act, but she stared up at me with authority. This was her massage parlour. Like a jurist in a court, she ruled here.

"And shoes,"she purred, grabbing my flop foot and lifting it. I shuddered at how intimate it was for her to slowly pull off my three-inch heart, her hand caressing my foot in the outgrowth. I shivered, the heating system growing between my thighs.

"Cute feet,"she said as she drew off the other brake shoe, her fingerbreadth following down my fillet of sole, stroking the bottom of my groundwork. This unknown frisson raced through me. I shivered, my breasts rising and falling with my breathing.

What was this place ? If Olivia had n't told me this was the tension rest I needed ...

"And now the scanty,"she said, her hands sliding up my second joint, just a light graze. Her impact wire my tegument. I swallowed. It was her job to touch me. I just had to slow down. nil foreign or unusual about a masseuse touching her client.

She slid her hands over my cream-hued panties, touching the satin."These are so cunning, pretty lady."

"Thanks,"I said. Juana hooked them and then tugged them down.

Slowly.

She worked off the textile while my cheeks burned. Kneeling, her head was at the Saame floor as my pussy. She exposed my black scrub. The step-in slid over my plump butt-cheeks. Then they were down my thighs. The way she stared at me, I had this foreign idea that she wanted to junket on me.

The aflutter writhe in my stomach increased. I wanted to flee. I was n't into women. I did n't require her to do that to me. I squeezed my eyes shut. Of course, she would n't do that. This place could n't do that. My friend did n't send me to some strange bordello masquerading as a massage parlor.

A charwoman 's only massage parlor.

"There you are,"she said as she tugged my scanty down my thigh. Her metacarpophalangeal joint caressed my skin, generating heat that rippled through me. My purulent drank it in. I hoped she did n't notice anything. Over the Ceylon cinnamon tree, I caught a syncope, associate scent.

Cheeks fire, I stepped out of my panties. She rose and carefully folded them before adding them to the heap of clothing. I moved to the bed even as I considered fleeing from here. I sat down on it, squirming. I was too anxious. This was n't relaxing me. It was just stressing me out. I was on my lunch pause. I did n't require to do in it.

"Lay down on your belly,"she said, picking up the back massager. Its lily-white end was as thick-skulled as a sodium carbonate bottle and ended in a round column. Like a wand. She turned it on and it buzzed, the end fuzzing along the border."Put your psyche in the cutout. It 's to endorse you and let you find comfortable."

"Okay,"I said and obeyed.

As I moved into position, she also grabbed a dark-amber bottle. She brought it over to the bed and hummed, almost drowned out by the vibrator. I stretched out on my binding, glad to hide my titty. I shifted into attitude and placed my head in the cutout.

"You 're going to bang this, pretty lady,"purred Juana. Her voice had a sensual measure to it.

I gasped as she drizzled the oil across my back. She spread it in a yearn, sinuous line. I shuddered at her hint. Then her manus spread it across my skin, her fingers kneading and working. They felt ... relaxing. Skilled. Her extend to held purpose.

A professional.

My nervousness slowly faded. I breathed in the relaxing cinnamon. She moved her hand down my lower back closer and closer to my plump ass. She paused and then drizzled the liquid across my butt-cheeks. Her helping hand slid over my hindquarters, finger's breadth digging into my human body. I let out a little groan. That felt nice. Not in a sexual way, but just to have my muscles massaged.

"Mmm, there you are,"she purred and then pressed the back massager right between my shoulder blades.

I gasped at the humming shaking massaging my skin. My finger flexed. My toes curled. A lenient suspiration escaped my lips. It felt incredible on my skin. It was n't just vibrating, it was warm. A comfort heat energy that amalgamate with the buzzing trace.

I closed my oculus and relaxed into the massage. Juana worked it in behind circuit, spreading out across my oiled back. It caressed my sinew. Teased them. She moved it over my shoulder blade. She pushed my hair back to function it against my neck opening. Her disembarrass mitt kept stroking my lower back, hardly noticeable as she worked the stupefy toy.

I groaned.

Sighed.

Enjoyed it.

She moved the massager around my back, knowing just where to intermit and really let it solve into my flesh, pressing into knots of tension. They relaxed away. It was incredible. I could just let her do this all day. The buzzing heat drew all my tending. I was vaguely cognisant of her mitt massaging my rump.

Did n't care about it one bit.

The buzzing moved lower and lower. She slid it over my spikelet. I gasped when she found this knot halfway down. My back arched, pressing my tit into the table. She dug the wand massager there, working on it.

Her fingers dipped into my crack cocaine. I did n't care. I just loved that massager. I whimpered.

"Mmm, pretty Lady, right there, huh ?"Juana asked."All that tension from your motherfucker husband. What a slight bitch for cheating on such a beauty."

"Yes,"I moaned.

"And you 've been working all those long hours. They 've been taking their toll on you. Draining your feel. I can tell. Just let me massage it all away, pretty lady."

"You 're doing so honest,"I moaned, the vibrating fondness moving lower and lower. I gasped when she reached my tail bone."Oh, that 's good."

"Yes, yes, you have a lot of stress there. I got you, pretty lady."

Her hired man slid down my prat through my crack. Her fingerbreadth brushed my taint and almost my slit before she was stroking her oiled helping hand down my thigh. I did n't listen. I just moaned, lost to the delight of the back up massager working away my tension. My toes curled, metrical foot twitching.

Her hand slid up and down my thigh, spreading the oil with her massaging touch. She dug into my heftiness, a minor pleasure compared to the relaxing bombilation off the massager. It moved over my rump now, following wherever hand had touched.

She worked it in slow R-2 on my decently butt-cheek, pressing it into my plump chassis. I whimpered and moaned. I could almost fall numb enjoying this. Her hand massaged my stage, moving from thigh to thigh as she worked the massager.

She slid it over my butt-crack. The labialize, buzzing tip pressed between my asscheeks for a moment. My asshole puckered, but the buzz tool did n't touch it. Then she was massaging along the other side of my rump.

"Oh, yes,"I sighed, her hand digging fingers into my internal thigh."That 's good."

My legs parted to let her sour while that hot massager soothed everything away. I was in heaven. It worked depressed across my butt-cheek, following the dipping curve ball. Then it slipped between my thighs.

It pressed against my pussy.

I gasped at the buzzing estrus rubbing at my vulva through my bush. Dame Muriel Spark burst from my clit. The vibrator moved onto my inside thigh. The contact lens with my pussy was a abbreviated touch. Accidental. I shuddered, my labia aching, wanting it to return.

My buttock burned at that pulsation. I forced it down, but the tingling remained in my snatch. I could n't stop thinking about how great that felt as she worked the back massager up and down my internal thigh. When she slid up it, coming closer to my twat, I half-hoped she would touch me again.

What was wrong with me ? I could n't want that. She could n't do that. It was an accident.

I struggled to concentre on the massager and not that steamy itch forming inside of me. How tenacious had it been since I 'd start laid ? Nearly a year ? Just masturbating while my husband slept on the sofa, banished there because we were going through our separation.

I had no meter to particular date. Or even to find a unknown. Too much employment. Too much emphasis. Laurita needed me to be a mom through it all.

But here ...

"O.K., pretty lady, pealing over,"Juana said. She pulled the wand massager from my thigh. Almost to my pussy.

I groaned and did. I rolled over, my body tingling. My white meat swayed, nipples hard. My pussycat had that wet itch. I settled on my back. She produced a round pillow that slither beneath my neck opening and cradled my head in cotton plant blurriness.

She smiled at me, her robe clinging to her petite torso. She squeezed out the golden liquidness on my belly and between my boob. Her hand bedcover it over me, making my golden-brown hide gleam in the dancing candlelight. I shuddered as her trace slid up upward and between my breasts. She coated my upper chest of drawers and clavicle in it, fingers massaging my pectoral muscles around the sharpness of my tits.

She gave me a smile as her embrocate hired hand trailed down my stomach towards my hips. For a moment, I had this Weird urge for her to follow the V of my pelvic girdle towards my slit. The heating rippled through me.

She would n't do that. The idea of a Lesbian bordello, a happy-ending massage parlor for cleaning lady and not men, had latched onto my brain. But it was a ludicrous musical theme. cleaning woman did n't pay for sex. Men did.

I closed my eyes as her hand stroked my thigh, massaging my quad muscle. The back massager became a belly massager. I gasped as it hummed around my stomach. A ticklish delight rippled through me as she lightly worked it into my venter. Not as a lot pressure as my back.

I let out a sigh and decided to ignore my naughty pussy. Just dressed ore on that buzzing delight moving in slow roach around my stomach. Juana knew her science. The young masseuse slid the buzzing toy gamy and higher up my body to the base of my costa. right beneath my breasts.

"So breaking up with husband, and no clock time for dating,"said Juana."You misfortunate matter. That does n't sound like the honorable situation."

"I 'm certain it 'll get better once the divorcement is finalized and I can make a motion on,"I answered.

"A pretty lady like you needs to be pampered,"she said, the massager moving around the out of doors edge of my properly breast, the buzzing lightly grazing my boob.

I let out a sigh of arrangement as the massager reached my pep pill chest, working across my pectoral muscles and just edging around my tits. That felt so full. My breast jiggled from the buzzing. The verge brushed against my mounds.

That felt really good.

I sighed as the buzzing climbed up my right field white meat. It spiraled up it, digging into my flesh. I shifted on the board, this smile spreading on my mouth. Tingles raced through my body as the hum warmth spiraled to the pinnacle of my breast.

Pressed on my nipple.

My center dig open. I gasped as the humming massaged right there at the aching pinnacle of my knocker. My pussy drank in the buzzing sensation. I gasped, my cunt clenching. This wicked heat swept through my body. I gasped and shuddered.

She should n't be doing this.

"Mmm, just relax, pretty noblewoman,"Juana said as she massaged my nipple. Her lingua flicked across her rim, wetting them. They were pink and slick. Her brass were dark and flushed. I shuddered as her brown eyes reflected dancing candlelight."Just enjoy."

I should be telling her to stop, but it felt so good. My consistence was so slack. I just wanted to lie here and let myself fade away. The buzzing massaged my nub. My fat mammilla drank it in. My pussy clenched, the pleasure surging through me.

My succus flowed. I grew hotter and hotter. I squirmed on the bed, my heart pumping heat through my veins. This wonderful passion swept through me. My second joint pressed tighter, taking the pressure level off my aching clit.

Then the buzzing left my nipple. I whimpered in disappointment.

The massager pressed against my remaining nub. I gasped at the burst of delight, the retort of aching raptus.

My body trembled. Hands clenched. My naughty pussy drank in the electricity zapping from my nipple. The wand massager arced bliss through my consistency. It sent the pleasance surging through me. It was unbelievable. I moaned and gasped, squirming on the bed.

"There you are, pretty peeress,"purred Juana, her mitt massaging my inner thighs close to my kitty-cat. Tantalizingly stopping point."I know what you need."

"This ..."My mind rippled. This was verging on harlotry. On illegality. I did n't request this. But ... but ... Consenting adults ... Like an escort military service. I paid for a massage. What came after ..."I ..."

"Shh,"she said and then she pulled the massager from my nipple.

It all happened so fast. The buzzing delight plunged between my second joint and pressed against the aching folds of my pussy. Her head snapped down and hot lips engulfed my left nipple, replacing the humming pleasure with wet, sucking pleasure.

I bucked on the bed, gasping at the burst of rapture exploding through me.

I came.

Hard.

My pussy convulsed as the wand massager rubbed up and down my hot shape. My second joint relaxed, parting. Pleasure rushed through my dead body and melted my judgment. This incredible surge of bliss that had me writhing and moaning. Juana sucked on my pap. Her lips sealed on it, adding another salvo of delight.

My moans echoed through the massage parlor. They reverberated around. My juices gushed out, bathing the buzzing delectation on my slit. The surges of transport slipped through me. This bliss went beyond any coming I had in years.

Maybe in my life.

The vibrating tool of the massager rubbed up and down my bitch, teasing my clitoris and labia. Stimulating them. Juana sucked with hunger on my teat. The pleasure surged through my body. I gasped and moaned, drinking in the dumbfound ecstasy that swept through my physical structure. I trembled on the bed, climax after sexual climax flooding through me.

"Yes, yes, yes !"I moaned, unable to operate myself. My boob jiggled. Juana kept latched onto my give."I keep cumming !"

She shifted the massager, no longer rubbing the long side into my twat, but the bout tip. She pushed it against my labia. The warmth and the vibration melted into my cuntlips. My clit burst with sparks.

My juices gushed out of me.

My twat spasmed and writhed. The undulation of ecstasy swept through me. Drowned me. My mind melted as my pussy sassing struggled to engulf the end of the wand massager. Sadly, it was too thick for my snatch to withdraw.

"Mother of God !"I howled."Blessed Mary and the angel above !"

Her tongue danced over my nipples. She stroked me, sending such ecstasy plunging to the euphoria sweeping out of my cunt. I could n't stop cumming. It was incredible. My pussy lips grew numb from the oscillation.

My head tossed back and Forth on the pillow. My body trembled and writhed through the XTC this naughty, young woman gave me. Her eye caught mine, gleaming with passion as I spasmed through my ecstasy.

Then she pulled the massager away. Her lips released my nipple.

"Oh, shit,"I groaned, my pass lolling."Juana ... What did you do to me ?"

"Relaxed you,"she purred.

I could n't consider my friend came here. That she brought her eighteen-year-old daughter here. Did Olivia have these same"extra divine service"? They had to be extra. It could n't be whoredom. I could n't stimulate broken the law.

Just two consenting adults.

It was insane to believe otherwise. I panted and moaned, my eyes fluttering. I squirmed on the massage living room bed, my breast jiggling as I came down from my multiple orgasm. They were n't a myth. Juana had just given them to me and ...

Juana slipped onto the massage bed. She straddled me. I stared up at a shaved pussy descending to my lip. Her tight tush filled my vision as she settled her hot pussycat on my face. Then she leaned over as her tangy juices soaked my sass. Her venter rubbed into my pounding mamilla. Her lowly breasts pressed into my oiled belly. Then her whisker fell over my second joint while her oral cavity ...

Her mouth nuzzled into my twat and licked.

I gasped as her tongue flicked through my folds. I could n't remember the utmost time anyone had done this for me. Go down on me. Her lingua licked with quick blessing, stroking my kitty brim still tingling from my orgasm.

Her hips wiggled from side to side, grinding her pussy on my mouth. Her succus soaked my lips. Her shaved vulva felt so warm. Almost hot. I breathed in her musk. This unusual exhilaration shot through me. I had never thought of doing anything with a woman.

I licked.

She moaned.

My tongue felt stiff as it slid through her labia. Hesitant. This nervousness rippled through me as I licked again. I was such a novice at pussy thrashing, and she clearly had such skill. She flicked her tongue up and down my plica. She fluttered against them. brush my button. Stroked my pussycat lips just right while I felt like my knife just flailed.

"Mmm, that 's it, pretty lady,"she purred, rubbing her hips back and forth, grinding her pussy on my oral cavity."Just feast on me. Do n't think. Just enjoy."

I did. I relaxed.

Her knife stroked up and down my vulva. I did the Same to hers. She tasted good. I had no estimate cunt could suffer such a wonderful flavor. A bit salty but mostly this tangy pleasure. My custody grabbed her buttocks. I squeezed her. Massaged her. I felt so wicked as I danced my lingua up and down Juana 's pussy.

She wiggled her articulatio coxae from side to side, smearing her hot cunt on my mouth. Her tongue feasted on my pussy. I whimpered and moaned, my fingers digging into her tight tush as she pleased me. She built me towards another orgasm.

I hoped I did the Lapp to her.

"Oh, Juana,"I moaned."Ooh, you 're such a pretty girl."

"And you 're such a jolly gentlewoman,"she moaned. Her clapper thrust into my pussy.

I gasped at how incredible that felt. Her tongue darted around inside of me. She swirled and stirred and drove me rampantly. I groaned, my tongue returning the party favour to her. I drove it into her pussy. I reveled in her hot pussy ointment spilling over it. The silky walls clenched down around me. Her succus soaked me.

Trickled into my mouth.

I feasted on her as the pleasure built and built inside of me. I squirmed on the bed. She wiggled her hip from side to side. She smeared her cunt cream on my sass. I fluttered my clapper through her folds. I plunged my clapper deep into her twat as hers danced through mine.

We loved each early. Gave each other the most intimate of massages.

"Pretty little girl !"

"Pretty lady !"

The bed creaked. My pleasure swelled faster and faster. Her tongue fluttered across my clit. I gasped, my fingers biting into her tush. I found her own bud. I sucked on it, my horn in nuzzling into her shave folds. Every aspiration was filled lemony bliss.

Her lips sealed on my clit. We nursed on each former. I groaned at the delight rushing through me. My digit gripped her ass while my body trembled. I squirmed beneath her, my mamilla rubbing into her belly.

Her clapper caressed my clitoris in a fast rope. Dame Muriel Spark flared.

I came.

I squealed around her clitoris. The pleasure rushed through my body. I bucked, savoring my first base Lesbian experience. My lips nibbled on her bud as the go drowned my idea again. A gentler pleasure than before, not as acute as the massager but just as delicious.

Even more intimate.

She groaned and then her juices bathed my face.

Tangy cream gushed out of her. Our tongues licked and lapped. We gathered up each other 's succus. We feasted and licked and shared in our common coming. The bed creaked as the pleasance swept through me.

Incredible bliss.

Wonderful joy.

"Pretty young lady !"I moaned."Juana !"

"Yes, yes, yes !"she groaned."Oh, pretty gentlewoman, you are such a dainty. Mmm, I 'm gladiolus you came in."

"Me, too !"My orgasm hit that wonderful peak. I trembled beneath her, savoring hanging at the elevation of my pleasure.

Then I descended into buzzing bliss.

Juana slipped off of me and I caught a glance of her naked body. Her knocker were small, nipples puffy. She smiled at me as she drew on her lilac gown."Pretty lady, you spend all the metre you need gathering yourself. I 'd eff to bide, but ..."

"Other women need your touch,"I moaned.

She winked at me as she belted her robe. I shuddered as she sauntered out of the room.

I wanted to just lie in here, but I had to get back to work. Things were heating up. I had to go through so practically paperwork, sifting through it to observe what I needed. I felt up to it now. Relaxed for the kickoff prison term in what felt like a X. Not a female parent or a wife with a cheating husband.

A woman.

I dressed quickly and sauntered out of the room and down the hallway. I slipped through the curtain. Lee the receptionist had flushed cheeks and I swear the humming in her computing device was even meretricious than last time. A faulty fan or something. She squirmed like she had something in her panties itching at her.

"Have a howling day,"she said, beaming at me."I hope you cum again."

I paused."Next week, Same fourth dimension ? Can I have Juana again."

Lee did a few mouse detent."Got you down. baton massage again ? Or would you like to try something unlike ?"

"Surprise me,"I said and then swept out of the parlor.

I grabbed my phone and texted my friend."I really needed that. Juana worked miracles on me."

I was ready to face a tedious afternoon of paperwork.

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Oct 19th, 2021 - temptress Vincent nee Midgley

I frowned at the noise I heard coming from my son 's doorway. It was cracked opened, like he 'd failed to shut it all the way so it would latch. It was an old business firm. The doors were all of and could afford if they did n't close properly. I peered inside, wondering why the bed springs were creaking. I could just see him and ...

My eighteen-year-old son was naked on his bed and stroking his pecker. I gasped at the sight of him. I should have realized it. He was a growing boy. Of course, he would do that. It just never crossed my mind that he could do that.

Now I stared at him. At his hired hand pumping up and down his hammer. His thick, recollective peter. My jaw dropped at how attend Ian was. He dwarfed his father. My cheeks burned. I should n't be watching him, but ...

I was in awe at his girth. His length.

This wicked, taboo heat burst to life in my puss. I should look away. I should n't be watching this at all. It was wrongfulness. I needed to give my son his privateness. I needed to walk away. His face twisted in pleasure.

He groaned.

White cum spurted from the end of his cock. I fought my own gasp at seeing his young seed firing up into the air and splattering on his chest. It soaked him. Coated him. He trembled on the bed, his toes curling. He tossed his head from side to side, growling through his clenched teeth.

My pussy exploded with lust.

I fled down the hallway to my bedroom. I almost tripped on my husband 's golf clubs that he 'd left out. Again ! I threw myself on my bed, shoved a paw into my dungaree, and cupped my snatch. I rubbed myself with febrile heat, the picture of my son 's huge, young shaft erupting blazing through my mind.

I exploded in seconds.

The rapture rushed through my consistence. I whimpered and groaned, spasming through the prevent illusion of my son 's cock. My kitty ached for him to be in me. To foil that forbidden telephone line no mother should.

"Ian !"I whimpered as I hit the acme of my pleasure.

The guilt hit me the moment I finished cumming. I could n't ever do that again. It was wrong. I was his mother. Why had that perverted opinion filled my idea at all ? I felt so ill-gotten that I immediately took a exhibitioner and struggled so punishing not to think about him sliding open the mantle and joining me.

That night, when my hubby badgered me into sex, I thought of our son 's big pecker filling me instead of Chester Alan Arthur 's. I came hard, much to my husband 's shock absorber and my own. Ian 's dick blazed in my mind.

How could I move around into such a wicked mother so fast ?

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June 3rd, 2022 - DeWitt Clinton"Clint"Elliston II

It was metre to marry Pam ( officially ) and melody ( unofficially ). We were at the consummate level in our lives. Stefani and Zoey had just given nascency to my children, along with Stefani 's mother. She 'd gone from an nervy Christian to a lesbian whore to a sex striver who 's wimpish married man needed me to instruct him how to handle her.

The Lady 's Touch Massage living room had opened up a lot of fun for my harem. Zoey and Stefani loved working there.

"How can I help you ?"the polite adult female, a blond in her forties, asked. She kept herself in good shape, wearing a dark business suit skirt and equalize sport jacket, her garden pink blouse peeking through the V-neck collar. She moved behind the counter of jewelry.

"Wedding ring,"I said, Lee clinging to my arm. I pressed the clit on my phone 's cover. She gasped and quivered, the vibrator now churning away in her pussy. I slipped my phone into my pocket.

"Oh, is this the lucky girl ?"asked the woman."Lots of mates shop together for them these days."

"Naw, this is just Lee. She 's my sex slave,"I said.

I loved the way the salesgirl fought her surprise and kept a smooth and professional manner.

"He 's marrying my sister,"Lee added, a big grin on her face."Plus Pam."

"Not legally,"I added."Just a spiritual hymeneals, you understand."

"Of course,"she said and I saw something shift in her formula. Greed. She had the chance to sell two date closed chain today."Here is our ***********ion. We have a astray diversity of cuts, dance orchestra, and even gemstones."

"Let 's find the perfective tense one,"I said, guiding Lee towards the counter. I pushed her before me and pressed into her from behind, rubbing my cock into her ass.

Lee leaned over the retort with her articulatio cubiti, gawking and pushing her tight tush back into my cock. Her hips wiggled from side to side, rubbing against me. pleasure tingled through my physical structure. My deal grabbed her skirt and slowly dragged it up them.

"Please do n't tilt on the counter,"the adult female said as she pulled out keystone and unlocked the sliding door.

Lee jerked her elbow off. Her right hand hand darted behind her as I kept lifting her skirt. The naughty minx rubbed at my cock through my jeans. She grabbed it and squeezed me. I fought a groan as she stroked up and down my girth.

Meanwhile, the saleswoman, Nadine, reached into the display and pulled out a tray covered in dim felt with all the rings spread out on it. She then set aside another tray, smaller."Take your time."

"Thanks,"I said as my zipper slowly rasped down.

I had Lee 's scanty 's hiked as I looked over her shoulder at the rings. They were all so gorgeous. Gold, white Au, rose Au, and Pt dance orchestra. infield of various cuts and sizing. Some had smaller pit embedded in the dance orchestra, so midget they were almost grains of sands. cerulean, crimson, emeralds, pearls, yellowness jewel I did n't recognize, and even pale-purple amethysts.

As I studied them, Lee pulled my turncock out. My shaft pressed into her butt-cheeks. Her odd hand would pick up pack, holding them up for my inspection. I shuddered as her rightfield carefully slid my turncock down her butt-crack.

My sex slave sister was such a racy delight.

I fought the impulse to groan at the tactile property of her unlubed sphincter. A masochist, Lee savored sex mixed with pain. Fucking her mother fucker without even spit would pass her that mix of pleasure and combustion aching she craved.

I had the joy of sodomizing my small Sister beneath the saleslady 's nose.

"How about this one, overlord ?"she asked, holding up a rhombus flanked by two chickenhearted gems.

I pushed on her asshole. Her little rosebud spreadhead and spread. I took my time, not rushing it. I savored the way her anal retentive mob surrendered to my cock. She engulfed me in her velvety embrace. Her hand trembled for a minute as I penetrated into her bowels.

"Those are lily-livered sky-blue from Bangladesh,"the charwoman said."And notice the cut on the diamond. A brilliant choice."

"Put it to the side,"I groaned at the pleasure of my sis 's bastard engulfing my cock.

An incestuous thrill surged through me. I went deeper and deeper into her asshole while the saleswoman talked about gems and stinger and metallic element subject of the dance band. The high temperature rippled through me. I sank deeper into my half sister 's cocksucker. The vibrator buzzing in her cunt massaged my cock, adding a spicier thrill to this moment.

I bottomed out in my sister 's dickhead. I had every inch of my cock in her. I savored that soused embracing. Her velvety heat squeezed around me. She wiggled her pelvic arch with her excitement, stirring her cocktail dress around me while the vibrator churned up her snatch and massaged the tip of my dick.

"Now this tray has some beauty on it,"the salesgirl purred, lifting up the next felt tray."I love this atomic number 78 stria with the rose diamond."She held it up while I enjoyed my sister 's asshole.

"Mmm, imagine sliding that onto my sister 's finger's breadth,"moaned Lee, her bowels squeezing around my cock."Oh, Master, it would fit just perfectly."

"Uh-huh,"I groaned and set it aside.

My hand slipped into my pocket. I pulled out my headphone. I swiped the concealment on and turned up the palpitation. Lee 's motherfucker squeezed down hard on my cock while she gasped,"Ooh, ooh, I like this one !"

She snatched up a ring, at random I was sure, and held it up while the vibrator churned up her cunt. The buzzing felt incredible around my cock, massaging me, teasing me. I grunted my agreement, not really caring as I savored the sudden billow of pleasure rushing through my body.

"Such a trade good choice,"purred the saleswoman. She said it to every mob Lee picked up."A favorite of mine. Princess cut ball field to make her smell like your special lady."

"She 's that,"I panted, my gumshoe aching in Lee 's motherfucker. She squirmed from side to side, moving her gut around my turncock just enough to rub down me. And that vibrator ...

The pressure swelled in my balls.

I savored the heaven of my half-sister 's submissive asshole as we searched through the ringing. I found more possibilities while I enjoyed the tremendous blissfulness of my sister 's cocksucker. It was so operose not to hump the little trollop 's asshole. To drive her wild.

I turned up the vibration again.

I could just hear the faint hum of the toy now. Lee 's bowels squeezed hard around me. She trembled even more, squirming, teasing my peter. The pleasure was incredible. The rushing of underground, incestuous sex was delicious. I enjoyed every moment of it.

Nadine pulled out the next tray. She cocked her head."Do you hear that ?"

"Hear what ?"I asked, my voice hoarse.

"I do n't get a line anything,"whimpered Lee. She squeezed and relaxed her bowel around my cock, her anal Kegels giving her such acquirement with her asshole. She massaged my turncock."Huh, Master ?"

"Nothing,"I said."How are you holding up ? Getting bored ?"

"I 'm just so excited I could burst,"Lee moaned."This is astonishing, lord. All these doughnut are driving me wild."

"Do n't hold back,"I said."If you find something you love, let me fuck !"

"Yes !"she hissed."Oh, I will, master copy. I 'll let you know ... like ... like ... This one !"

Her voice rang out through the jewelry shop as she snatched up a ringing with a clear diamond flanked by minuscule rubies. It gleamed in the air as her asshole convulsed and spasmed around my stopcock. The pleasure surged down my prick as she massaged me.

"It 's just perfect !"she moaned, her torso trembling with orgasmic pleasure."Oh, master copy, let me get laid if it 's perfect !"

"I think it is !"I groaned, that urge to cum construction and building.

"Yes, yes, let me know, schoolmaster !"she moaned."Ooh, and it has a partner !"She snatched up an monovular bad with a garden pink baseball field flanked by yellow sky-blue. Saami platinum band, both pack gorgeous.

"That 's it !"I growled and erupted into her motherfucker."That it !"

"Yes !"Lee howled, my sister 's bowels milking my erupting cock."We found them !"

"Such ... enthusiasm,"Nadine said as I fired flak after blast of my incestuous semen into my babe 's asshole.

"Uh-huh,"I grunted."When you know ! You know !"

The joy surged through me. My sister 's asshole milked my cock. Every eruption sent pleasure surging through me. The flasher thrill of illicit, incestuous sex burned through my psyche. My dick spurted over and over.

Lee trembled. My sister-slave 's delicious bowels felt incredible. The pleasance melted my thinking. Stars burst. I breathed heavily while she whimpered. The vibrator 's stimulus added the hone mix of delight and passion.

The perfect accent to my bliss.

"I 'll take them !"I gasped."They 're perfect for melodic line and Pam."

"Wonderful,"Nadine said, beaming as my coming peaked in me.

I felt like a million bucks. I did n't deal about the Mary Leontyne Price at all. Not when I had the perfect engagement bands for my baby. They would both oink in delectation. It would make them so happy. I could n't expect to marry them. Even if it would n't be legal.

Yet.

I would deepen that. Fix this world. Why could n't a man marry his sisters ? Marry as many char as he wanted ? Why did the government get to stand in the way of our sideline of felicity ? Gay marriage was legalized. The traditional take on the institution had been overturned. It was a good to let us love who we wanted.

I could n't waitress to argue it.

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April 2nd, 2027 - Detective Viscount Nelson Tucker

"Fuck,"I growled.

How did this case shaft out ? Other than two witnesses, who the prosecutor said was n't upright enough, we had come up with nothing else. We were running into dead ends to prove that Clint was fucking his sis. That he had children with his mother. His auntie. corruptness, sexual liberty, prostitution. There was so much to hang up on the bastard and those around him.

It had to be perfect because of his protagonist. Powerful admirer. politico, high-priced lawyer, who knew who else. He had networked effectively. It pissed me off. I leaned back in the small room in the gut of the Sacramento Police department 's headquarters.

"There has to be something,"I snarled at Sunny. Some angle we have n't checked.

"What about his wedding to Pam,"said Sunny."He was supposed to feature spiritually married Melody at the Lapp time."

"You want to get him on bigamy ? He 's not using this relationship with Melody in his tax filings or anything else. It 's shivering grounds."

"No, no, not bigamy."Sunny leaned forward. My untested partner had this eager look in her heart."It was in June of 2023, right ?"

I shrugged.

"That was four age ago."

"And ?"I grunted.

"Think, Nelson. You do n't just have a marriage together. There are event deviser, the space they rented, caterers, wedding lensman. He had his entire menage there. You think that nothing happened ? That he did n't enjoy himself with his sisters ? The ones we can prove are his. Zoey and Alicia. And his mother, too. And his auntie. That 's all illegal incest. He might be able to fuck melodic phrase and Lee all he wants since they 're 'officially'his first cousin, but the others ... We just need something. A photograph snapped. Eyewitnesses who can testify. The more prevalence of evidence we have, the harder it will be for him to jiggle out from under it. All his powerful friends in the man wo n't save him them.

"first making the cry,"I growled, energized. Sometimes a casing was a battle of Marathon, but that did n't imply you could n't sprint in the center of the raceway to catch up some ground.

To be continued ...