Incestuous serail 's warmth

( An Incestuous Harem Story )

Chapter Ten : Incestuous luxuria Kindled

By mypenname3000

copyright 2019

Note : Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this !

April 4th, 2027 - investigator Nelson Tucker

I leaned back in the chairperson watching the video of Clint 's wedding to Pam Hiragawa. My eyes studied it for the dozenth time. I had several launching pad of notes written on what I 'd observed. There had to be something useful in it. Something we could grab onto. Every day, it felt like that bastard Clint was getting further and further from justice.

Protected by his powerful friends.

The humble room, covered in our notes on the paries, felt stuffy. My shirt was rumpled. A layer of soil covered my skin. I needed to shower. To shave. Sleep. My middle felt watery, but I just could n't land myself to give. Not when this type needed to be cracked heart-to-heart so damn wide-cut the DA would consume to do something about it.

A loud knock wrapped the threshold. I grunted something, my eyes staring at the TV.

The door opened."Hey, happy birthday, Tucker."

I grunted and looked up to see a feeding bottle flying at me. I managed to catch it. I clutched a bottleful of Johnny Walker Black, the whiskey sloshing around in it. I grinned at it and looked up to see ship's officer Nicholson in the doorway wearing his patrol uniform, blue jump suit, his heavy gun belt festooned with equipment from his sidearm to a taser, handcuff, mace, and more.

"So, this is what you detectives do, huh ?"Nicholson said as he sauntered into the room, eyes flicking around."Watching ... Is that a marriage video ?"

"Uh-huh,"I grunted. The close person I trained before moving onto police detective was Nicholson. A sharp, young man. He was nearly thirty now with the streak of a patrol serjeant-at-law on his shoulders."It 's the life."

Nicholson laughed."I 'll say."He looked around."So this is the whispered case the mighty Nelson Tucker 's been working for the death year with zero to present for it."

"Yep."My insides souring."You here to tear my Ball ?"

"Of course,"he said, grinning at me."Damn, you look like shit. When was the cobbler's last time you went home."

"Do n't remember."I shrugged."Ai n't nothing there."I paused the video and looked up at him."How 's it going on the street ?"

"Shittily."He leaned against the rampart."Playing snatch and release it seems. I swear I arrest a guy at the start of my patrol and he 's back out on the street causing shit by the end of it. What 's the get it on point of humping it ?"

I grunted."Now your Sister 's in the damn ?"

"She 's as dumb as her blood brother,"Nicholson said, a grin crossing his backtalk."She 's just out of probation. A flush no longer. She 's on solo patrol. Working out in Benjamin West Sacramento."

"goodness to learn,"I said."Easy beat."

"It 's all the poop these day. She spends half her time covering other parts of the city."Nicholson arched his back."I 'm thinkin''bout movin'on. timberland 's got an orifice for a patrol sergeant. mightiness try and swing it with them."

"And get bored in the suburbia ?"I asked.

He shrugged.

The door opened and my partner entered. Sunny wildcat opened her mouth and then blinked at the wad of Nicholson. He gave her a nod and she responded with a flat one binding, her young face a mask of stoic reserve.

"We need to modify tactics,"I said to her, sitting up."We 're being too damn cautious. We got to be aggressive."

"What are you thinking ?"Sunny asked, her words cautious.

I grinned and told her.

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July 17th, 2023 - Cruzita Martínez

I was Cruzita Gutiérrez no longer. My divorce might be over, but I still needed the soothing relaxation from the Lady 's mite Massage living room. I came at to the lowest degree once a week to relax and bask myself, usually on a weekday.

But today was special. My daughter had just turned 18.

"Just relax and revel yourself,"I told her as she stood up to go back."This will exchange your life story. Just go with whatever Carmelita does."

My daughter, Laurita, gave me a unusual look."What does that mean value, Mom ?"

I just winked at her."Enjoy. Happy birthday, Laurita."

"Mmm, I 'll charter guardianship of you, pretty little girl,"Carmelita said, taking my daughter by the arm and leading her back. The masseuse had a standardised tincture of golden-brown skin to my daughter. A gamy frisson raced through me at the mentation of Laurita having her low tribade massage.

Or maybe it was n't her get-go one. It was the 20/20. Kids were supposed to be getting up to all sorts of thing that worried parents. I never thought Laurita was doing anything, but then did my parents know when I lost my virginity ?

"She 's so cute,"said Lee, speaking side. She knelt on her receptionist chair, wiggling back and forth. I had come to learn a lot about her. She had a master who utterly controlled her in some unusual BDSM kinship. She probably had a vibrator in her buzzing away, unable to cum without his permission."I hope my girl 's that cute when she 's that age."

"When she starts growing boobs, she 'll hold back being so cute and become a bit of a incubus,"I told her."But Laurita mellowed out the finally year."

"I think her pop can keep her in line."

My common masseuse, Juana, opened the door. She was Carmelita 's younger sister, a cute female child in her early twenties, dark hair spilling around a lovely facial expression. Her center sparkled. In Spanish, she asked,"Mmm, you ready, pretty lady ?"

My slit went molten."Mother of God, yes."

I stood up, my purulent soaking my pantie with my fervor. I never thought I would enjoy cleaning woman so a lot. I did n't consider myself a lesbian, but when I was here, it just felt so right to be touched by, and to impact back, a woman. To receive that wonderful tone ending that a estimable sexual climax could work.

Nothing more relaxing in the middle of a busy workday.

I followed Juana back. She had a big grinning on her face as she took me into the very last door. I had never been in this room. It had a sign on it that read"Employees Only"on it. I gave her a rum expression as she backed in.

"I just thought you 'd like to watch,"she said and opened onto a small breakroom, the Inner Light off. The bulwark to my in good order held a large pane of smoky glass that looked into the massage way where Carmelita was stripping my girl naked.

"A two-way mirror ?"I gasped. I had been in that room. The mirror room. It was an charge office. It had mirrors on all four wall and the ceiling, reflecting everything that went on.

"Mmm, yes,"said Juana."Sometimes we 're naughty and spy on our clients. Is n't that just wicked of us ?"

"Yes,"I said, my belly lurching as I watched Laurita through the mirror. Her reflectivity spilled around the room, moving with her as Carmelita worked off her shorts.

"This is weird,"Laurita said.

"Mmm, this is just the sort of pampering inspection and repair we offer,"said Carmelita."Ooh, cute tattoo."She stroked my girl 's hip. I gasped, seeing a flaming heart inked there. When had my girl gotten that ? The thin waistcloth of her purple thong ran over the middle of it.

"Still,"Laurita said."You do this to my mom."

"My sister is her usual masseuse,"Carmelita answered, her chest jiggling in the tight, silk robe she wore. It had a short hem that left her gorgeous thigh exposed."She 's the one who strips your mom naked and rubs her hot bod."

"Hot bod ?"groaned my daughter."She 's my mom."

"And ?"

"You do have a hot bod, pretty ma'am,"purred Juana as she untucked my blouse from butt."Just view your girl getting massaged while I take you to heaven."

I shuddered. This was so wicked. Felt so wrong. I trembled as Juana kissed at the back of my neck while her manpower reached around my trunk to unbutton my blouse. My daughter was down to her bra and step-in. Carmelita, still kneeling, tugged down the thong.

My daughter gasped in electrical shock, grabbing her underwear for a bit. She gripped it, struggling to keep it from sliding down her body, but Carmelita tugged harder. She ripped the thong out of my girl 's handwriting and down her lush thighs.

"Do n't need them to get stained,"purred Carmelita.

"Love using that line,"moaned Juana.

"Naughty lesbian,"I moaned as she finished unbuttoning my blouse.

I stared at my daughter 's prat. I had n't seen her raw in a decennary. This strange rut rippled through me. Laurita had grown up. She had curve to her arse, though her ass was still pie-eyed with young. Her organic structure was tall and slender.

"Bra now,"said Carmelita."Mmm, just relax."

Juana pulled off my blouse and attacked my bra as I watched my daughter, now facing the mirror, being stripped of the last of her wear. She had no idea I was seeing her physical structure. She had a shaved goose, her plump vulva on display, her inner pussy rim hardly peeking out at all.



Did my kitty-cat look like that at 18 ? I had buddy-buddy lip now, wet lips.

Our bras came off at almost the Sami here and now. My daughter stared at the mirror before her, not seeing me and my rung breasts come into position, but I could see her small tits. They were perky slight hillock, almost cone. Her nipples were low and hard. They looked like they could cut glass.

"Mmm, she 's cute,"Juana said."proceeds after her mother."

I smiled at that. Juana unzipped my doll and worked it down my ramification. The scent of my rousing brushed my nose, a spicy musk. I groaned as her sassing kissed at my plump ass left exposed by the wicked cut of my scanty. They were n't a thong, but they left the rump half of my rear bare. I loved her mouth smooching and nibbling on my butt.

Carmelita put a blindfold on my girl, a thick mask over her oculus. My daughter gasped while Carmelita purred,"Just relax. This is the massage your female parent recommended. It 's a treat. Lets you focus on your body and on relaxing."

"How kinky,"I moaned."I never had a blindfold massage."

"It 's something new we 're trying out,"Juana said. She hooked my scanty and pulled those down. I groaned as the crotch came away from my snatch. I shuddered as the cloth rolled down my thighs. My rosehip wiggled back and Forth."Mmm, there 's that delicious twat. female parent of God, but I love being your masseuse, pretty lady."

"I bet you tell all the women you 're about to eat out that,"I said, feeling her eyes on my pussy as she worked my step-in past my knees.

"Does n't mean it 's not dependable,"the horny sapphic purred. All four of the masseuses here were lesbians. Stefani and Zoey were even dating. They had been impregnated at the same sentence, both having a kid by the Sami sperm bestower, or so that was my translate. I could n't see them fucking the Saami guy.

scanty off, she pressed her typeface up between my thighs and nuzzled at my hot pussy. I heard my pubic pilus rasping across her expression. Then I groaned as she flicked her tongue out. She fluttered across my crimp, licking and teasing my cunt.

It felt incredible.

While I watched my daughter stretchability out on her back, blind and unaware that her naughty mamma could see her, I enjoyed Juana 's tongue caressing my purulent sass. She flicked up and down, caressing me, teasing me. I groaned, my rosehip wiggling from English to side. The pleasure rushed through my body.

"Oh, yes, yes,"I whimpered."Show my daughter a good time.

The delight rushed through my flesh. My centre were locked on Laurita. Carmelita spread the massaging oil across her vertebral column, stopping just short of her cunning buns. I shuddered, my hired man pressing on the two-part glass. I stared at my girl. She had no idea she was about to be seduced. Carmelita 's hands worked down her backbone, stroking her, relaxing her.

It was incredible. Juana 's tongue stroked my twat. She massaged my twat with her gamy tongue. She caressed my labia and clit, running back and forth. I groaned, trying to keep my passion quiet so my girl would n't hear her female parent 's naughty sounds.

This was so terrible. I should n't be doing this, but the taboo thrill of it rippled through me. It was n't like I was touching my girl. What went on here was already illegal. I never should have gotten involved—it would be the end of my career if this got out—but I could n't help it. I loved coming here, paying for Lesbian sex under the guise of a massage.

My girl would learn that joy, too.

"Oh, her hands are coming closer and closer to my little mermaid 's cute ass,"I moaned. I had n't called my girl mi sirenita in years, but now ... Now I was feeling so repellant. A naughty mommy."Ooh, yes, she 's going for it."

My daughter stiffened for a moment as Carmelita 's oily helping hand swept out and cupped both cheek of Laurita 's ass. digit dug into those sozzled buttocks, kneading her. Massaging her. I groaned, my puss clenching around Juana 's tongue.

"My daughter 's shifting,"I whispered."My little mermaid 's letting her do it."

"Mmm, in force,"moaned Juana. Her clapper fluttered back and Forth through my pussy folds as Carmelita worked on Laurita.

She paused and then slipped out of her robe. Her naked body came into sight, beat breasts swaying, nipple pierced by gold rings connected by a chain. It swung as she leaned in and rubbed at my daughter 's ass again, digging into her flesh, the masseuse 's pollex sweeping down into Laurita 's butt-crack.

My breasts rose and fell. I leaned closer to the meth, my teat brushing the smooth surface. It was hypnotic to watch. Juana did n't down my kitty to urinate me cum, but to keep back me bursting with delight as I watched the seductive massage.

Carmelita 's hands slid down to my daughter 's thigh. She rubbed up and down her flesh, stroking her. I could n't hear what Carmelita spoke, but her lips moved. I imagined they were wish. She parted my daughter 's thigh, staring down at her reveal pussy.

I could n't see my daughter 's jackass, but Carmelita could. She worked her hands up and down my daughter 's second joint. My cunt tightened. I held my breath, wondering if the blue char would go for it. Would she refer my daughter 's pussy ?

Her men came nearer. Nearer. I could n't tell if she reached Laurita 's twat or not.

Then my daughter bucked and gasped,"What ?"

"Sorry,"I heard Carmelita say.

"Oh, she 's pretending to have touched my daughter 's pussy on accident,"I moaned, my lecherousness surging through me. I pressed my tit against the meth, my forehead on it. Both my hands stroked across it.

"Good,"Juana moaned."She 's going to do it again. A fiddling longsighted. Get your daughter used to the touch."

"You sneaky bitches,"I moaned.

"Yes, we are."Juana thrust her spit into my twat and wiggled it back and forth.

My tooshie clenched as I moaned in delight, watching Carmelita spending a lot of time massaging my daughter 's inner thigh right before her twat. She spoke again, too flabby for me to hear. My daughter squirmed, her oiled ass clenching.

Carmelita must be rubbing on my daughter 's cunt over and over, stroking her hot figure. I whimpered, this wicked heat surging through me as I watched Carmelita 's hand transmutation ever so subtly. My daughter 's leg spasmed. Her stifle knack, infantry coming up in the air for a moment.

She moaned.

"Oh, god, she 's masturbating my daughter,"I moaned."Your sister 's rubbing her fingerbreadth up and down my daughter 's cunt."

"Enjoy, pretty lady,"purred Juana.

I watched my daughter 's organic structure tremble. Her rear end kept clenching. Carmelita braced her left bridge player beside her, leaning over my girl. The masseuse 's daily round breasts swayed while my daughter 's moans grew louder and louder.

"That 's it, pretty girl,"I heard Carmelita saying, her voice louder. Throatier."Mmm, yes, yes, that 's it. Your mother told you to intrust me."

"I ... I.."My daughter lifted her mind from the cutout, the blindfold covering her."She did n't think of this ?"

"Oh, yes, she did,"purred Carmelita."She 's getting her pussy licked right now. In another way. Mmm, why do you think she comes here all the time ?"

"female parent of God,"my daughter gasped."Shit in milk ! I ca n't believe that but ... but ... Fuck, do n't block off. That 's so good."

I shuddered, watching, entranced as Carmelita masturbated my daughter towards an sexual climax. My little girl was a woman, receiving a cleaning woman 's pleasures. I brought her here for this, but I never thought I 'd get to see it.

I savored Juana 's natural language licking and lapping at my pussy. My joy built and built with my girl 's own cloud nine. I fought to keep on my moan quieten. I could never let Laurita get it on that I watched this. My nipples rubbed on the assuredness class, my breath fogging the window before me as I panted.

Her groan were so Delicious to hear.

I whimpered, loving every moment of this illicit display. It was so hot experiencing a lingua overlapping through my twat while my daughter trembled towards her orgasm. I shuddered, watching every here and now unfold, so eager for the explosive climax.

"Carmelita1"my girl gasped."Oh, oh, Carmelita."

"That 's it, pretty missy,"the masseuse purred. She leaned over farther and licked my girl 's ear, breasts pressing into Laurita 's back."Just explode. Like your female parent is."

"Yes,"I whimpered. I hurtled towards my climax.

My girl shuddered on the table. She gasped and moaned, her delight bursting out of her as wordless pant. I trembled, my pussy clenching around the natural language probing into my depths. Hot lips worked against my labia.

Laurita cried out in her climatic rapture. My daughter orgasmed before me.

"My little mermaid,"I groaned and joined her.

My pussy convulsed. Waves of ecstasy washed through my body. I groaned and gasped, maven dancing before my centre. My body trembled, the cunt ointment gushing out of me and spilling into Juana 's hungry mouth.

The masseuse licked them up as I whimpered. I watched my girl 's ass arch up into the air. The masseuse bed she lay on creaked and groaned beneath her rapturous Passion of Christ. My heart and soul pounded with excitement as I witnessed the wild passion.

My girl was so beautiful.

My orgasm hit its peak. I panted as I watched Laurita squirm and chill. She bucked a final fourth dimension and then Carmelita pulled her digit away. She straightened and sucked off my daughter 's cunt pick. What did Laurita taste like ?

I could n't reckon that. As I came down from my orgasm, I watched my daughter panting. She trembled on her back and then gasped as Carmelita said something. My girl rolled over, her diminished breasts coming into vista. Her tattoo faced me now, that flaming heart and soul inscribed into her golden-brown flesh.

Juana stood up."Mmm, pretty lady, let 's go."

"Huh ?"I gasped as she grabbed my arm and tugged."What ?"

She dragged me out of the room. I stared at my daughter as long as I could, panting and shuddering. Then we were in the hallway, both Juana and myself naked. Her pocket-size titty quivered as she led me the few stone's throw to the door to the mirror room. Juana put her fingerbreadth to her lips, the international gesture for quiet.

She slowly and oh, so carefully opened the door.

I trembled as we crept into my girl 's room. She still wore the blindfold, incognizant that we 'd entered. Carmelita looked up and smiled, her workforce rubbing oil into my daughter 's firm breasts. She winked at me.

"Oh, pretty miss, your pussy tastes so good,"Carmelita purred."I just have to eat you out."

"Shit in the Milk,"gasped my daughter. I never heard her curse so a good deal in her life."What is up with this massage parlor ? Did my mom really bring me here and pay a Lesbian to cook me cum ?"

"Yes, she did, pretty girl,"purred Carmelita, winking at me. She squeezed my girl 's tit."I bet she just had a great orgasm getting her slit eaten by my sister."

"That 's so sick. You 're a bunch of whores here."

"Yes, we are."

I shuddered as Juana led me silently around my daughter 's massage bed. My tenderness pounded in my thorax as I was brought to the end of the table. Laurita 's leg were parted wide, her pussy right there for me to see. I trembled, my reflections surrounding me. I could smell her spicy musk. It was so like to my own, but cushy. Sweeter.

"So, pretty girl, want me to eat you out and really make you cum ?"Carmelita asked."Give you a lingua massage."

"Mother of God."My girl 's thighs squeezed shut and rubbed together, hiding her slit from my quite a little."I do. Eat my buck, lesbian."

"With pleasure, pretty girl,"Carmelita said. Then she let go of her chest and moved towards us.

Juana pushed on my ass, pressing me against the massage board while my daughter 's thighs spread right before me. My eyes opened in realization of what they wanted me to do. They wanted me to crawl to my own daughter 's pussy and eat her out.

I could n't do that. It was illegal. Immoral. Incest. This was forged than the crimes of coming here. It violated nature 's law. That was my girl 's pussy. My little girl 's pussy. She grew inside of me. Came from me.

"Come feast on my clam !"moaned my girl."mother of God, I 'm fucking soaked. I want to cum again."

I found myself crawling onto the massage bed between my daughter 's thigh, my organic structure shaking. Shuddering. I could n't believe these two sisters were driving me towards incest. I looked behind me and almost gasped in shock. Carmelita sank to the flooring and pressed her face into Juana 's kitty.

They were devotee, too ?

Juana winked at me.

It made me wonder about my friend. Olivia Orville Wright had been bringing her daughter here for years. Ever since she 'd turned eighteen. Did she and Phillipa have sex, too ? Where they secret, Lesbian fan, reveling in the incestuous joy I was about to enjoy ?

My men slid up my daughter 's thighs. She squirmed, her aspect distortion. My heart pounded in my breast. It thundered, pumping hot rake through my veins. My breathing place quickened. This queasy flutter danced through my guts.

I leaned over, fatal pilus spilling over my daughter 's thighs. Her spicy musk filled my nose.

"Stop teasing me and massage me with that tongue,"moaned my daughter."Mother of God, I 'm horny."

So was I.

I licked my lips and then pressed my face into my daughter 's twat lips. I 'd eaten Juana out so many times during my"massages,"and enjoyed the other three masseuses from clock time to time when they had to pitch-hit for my favorite.

None of those times had ever been as hot as this.

I tasted my daughter 's just legal passion. The incestuous feeling of her familiar juices. My glossa licked up her physique. She gasped and shuddered as I caressed up to her button. Her thighs tightened around my face.

"Oh, yes, gay woman ! Ooh, bat my pussy with that athirst tongue. You like the gustatory perception of my pussy, do n't you ? Yeah, you do. Get that gamey natural language in me, whore !"

My girl had no idea who ate her twat out. I reveled in the dirty words she called me as my natural language fluttered up and down her plication. I drank in her spicy cream. I savored all these incestuous sapidity. My natural language danced through her purulent lips. I caressed her. Teased her. I drove her hazardous. I loved how she gasped and moaned. How she whimpered and groaned.

I thrust my glossa into her profoundness. No Virgin here. My daughter 's pussy accepted my spit. She gasped and moaned, having no mind her mother 's tongue swirled through her depths. That she was engaged in naughty, incestuous love.

"Oh, yes, that 's it !"she moaned."Mmm, you 're just a naughty, little dyke ! Just feasting on my cunt ! Mmm, just feel you go at it. Just devour me. So hungry for my pussy, are n't you ?"

I was.

I thrust my work force beneath her butt-cheeks. My cunt was on fire. I could n't do her, just love her. My hips wiggled back and Forth. I ignored my electrocution cunt and feasted on my daughter 's delicious zany. My tongue fluttered up and down her snatch, caressing her pussy lips.

Teasing her flesh.

Her moans were so sweetened. They sang through the air. Her thighs squeezed about my face. Her body bucked, humping against me. Her skin felt so satiny on my cheeks while her hot pussy soaked my tongue. I scooped them up, savoring them.

I nuzzled up to her clit. I slid my backtalk over her trivial bud and sucked on it. My daughter made such a passionate gasp of bliss. She groaned and shuddered. She whimpered out in raptus. She bucked on the bed. Gasped. Moaned.

"Yes, yes, yes !"she moaned."Oh, that 's it, you nasty lesbian ! Ooh, suction on my clit !"

I did. I pleasured her clit. Nibbled on it. My glossa swirled around it. I showed her everything I 'd learned the cobbler's last few long time coming here. My pussy cream ran hot down my second joint. I moaned around her bud, loving my little girl.

"Fuck, yes !"she moaned."You 're going to urinate me cum."

It was a hot pleasure to get wind. To listen and have my daughter 's pleasure. I abandoned her button, wanting to work her again. To be in her. My spit thrust into her snatch and swirled around inside of her incestuous depths. Her spicy cream soaked it.

My fingers dug into her rump, holding her tight. I devoured my daughter with thirstiness. Her groan grew louder. Her juices hotter. They coated my lips and chin. I reveled in them. I loved every moment of her hot pick on my mouth.

The forbidden delight of her pussy.

"Oh, fuck, yes !"she moaned and bucked, the massage mesa creaking."That 's ... That 's ... Fuck, yes !"

Her pussy juice gushed out of her. They flooded my mouth. I groaned and tope them down. My spit licked and lapped up her cream. I devoured the seventh heaven flooding out of her. I savored every here and now of her pussy juice gushing out into my hungry mouth.

My tongue fluttered up and down her hot cuntlips. I licked her up as her moan echoed through the room. In reflectivity, I watched her trunk tremble through her culmination, blissfully unaware that her naughty mommy ate her out.

"Carmelita, you fucking lesbian bawd !"gasped my girl."mother of God, no wonder Mom comes here ! Shit, this is unbelievable !"

My clapper licked up all the juice flooding out of her while my own bitch burned and shuddered. Her minuscule breasts jiggled, those brown nipples so suckable. I wanted to do this to her again. To make her cum.

She panted as I lifted my face, her pick spilling down my feature of speech. I shuddered and slid off the table. Juana trembled through her own orgasm, her helping hand clamped over her mouth to keep open from making noises.

Carmelita rose and said,"Mmm, our time is almost up."

"That was nonplus,"My girl groaned."serious than any guy going down on me."

She was eighteen. How many bozo had she had ? Since the divorce, I had to let her take care of herself. I was busy working my job, my caseload worse than ever. But then motherly pride washed through me.

I gave her the best orgasm. As Juana and I slipped out of the room, that thought burned in me.

The moment we were in the hall, I shoved my hand between my thigh and frigged my cunt. I gasped and moaned, cumming in a hot flash, my daughter 's juice soaking my face. I whimpered and moaned as the waves of bliss shot through me.

"I know,"Juana whispered."Incest is the best. My Sister and I have been lovers since college. And we 're not the only ones."

"Are Stefani and Zoey sisters ?"I groaned.

"No, but the guy who knocked them up is Zoey 's chum. And Lee 's pal, too. He 's her master."

"Oh, my god,"I groaned. I should n't be learning this."That 's ... that 's ..."My orgasm hit a wonderful peak of cloud nine."awe-inspiring !"

I trembled as I dressed and slipped into the waiting room. Lee had this juicy glint in her eyes. She had to lie with what was going on. She squirmed. A here and now later, my daughter stumbled out, her tank top clinging to her perky tits.

"Mom, are you gay ?"she asked when she stopped before me."Is that why you and Dad divorced ?"

"I 'm not gay,"I told her."Are you ?"

She frowned.

"I just need to unstrain and this is easier than finding a man."I winked at her."Besides, there are no risks. No opportunity of getting meaning. No one posting your nudes on the internet. You know why I divorced your dad."

She scowled and nodded. She had a step-mom that was barely onetime than her now."So, do you want to arrive back next week ?"

My girl smiled."I think I do. beingness blindfolded was wild."

"Sounds like it,"I said, bore for another chance to play with my daughter.

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September 19th, 2023 - Delilah Midgley

Maybe if I had n't seen my son masturbating my marriage might deliver survived. Maybe. But the more I thought about what I 'd seen, my then eighteen-year-old son stroking that massive cock, the more obsessed I became. I grew more and more aloof from my husband.

My son 's turncock had n't come from Arthur 's side of the crime syndicate. I did n't know a shaft could get that big. Ian packed a monster, and I wanted to enjoy it.

Now, sitting in my new flat, the last box unpacked on moving day, I cracked open a bottle of wine. I was all alone, my son out with ally, and starting my new sprightliness. I poured myself a tall crank of the red and let the fruity flavor pour down my throat.

My pussy grew hotter and hotter as I squirmed. I closed my eyes and pictured Ian 's cock for the millionth fourth dimension. I 'd glimpsed him a few Sir Thomas More times since that fateful day, wanting to do more than than watch. But it was damage. I was his mother. I brought him into this universe. I could n't do that to him.

But that big dick ... poking hard and strong before him. He could slew back into my pussy. Return to his mother. Was that so wrong ?

I knew it was, but the Sir Thomas More wine I drank, the hornier and hornier I grew. affair like morality did n't matter. Not with something as animal and passionate as my desire for Ian. I would screw my son. Teach him about how to please a woman. Let him enjoy every bit of my body. I 'd gotten in shape. For him.

I hoped to feel his eyes on me. To notice my tighter ass and flat tummy. The toned second joint. He 'd glint at me in my yoga pants and a sports bra as I prepared to do my exercises. Sometimes, I hoped he masturbated to me.

But he never grabbed me. Never fulfilled my fancy of seizing his mom and taking her hard. He was a good boy. He would never do something so seedy and depraved. He was n't a dirty whore like his mother.

"I 'd be your dirty cocotte,"I moaned, my trunk so warm. I tipped the wine feeding bottle and frowned as only a spatter dropped into my glass. I turned over until was upside down, watching the red wine drip out from the spout.

The neck opening was n't as thick as my son 's putz, but ...

"Mmm, I 'll be such a dirty tart for you, Ian,"I moaned, my pussy growing juicier. I stared at my aliveness room, all alone, the shelves covered in novelty."Let me demo you what momma can do."

I stood up and gasped as the floor felt slanted. I shook my chief and caught myself on the shelf, rattling my compendium of trash statuette. I straightened and then peeled off my old tee shirt and threw it to the floor. My breast heaved in my large sports bra. I unpinned my blonde hair from the bun I put it up in, letting it pour forth down to my neck.

"Your mommy 's a naughty, randy whore,"I purred, picturing Ian watching me.

I popped off my play bra. My large breast spilled out. Those big, easy, plushy breast that young men were obsessed with. I 'd learned this word from another divorced friend of mine. MILF. Mother I 'd jazz to nookie. I could be a MILF.

For Ian.

I lifted my decent boob and sucked on my own mammilla, nursing on it with hunger. Pleasure shot down to my bitch as I imagined my son watching me. My rose hip wiggled from side of meat to side as I nursed. joy sparked. My left script slid down my flat belly to my sweat gasp. I pushed them down, working awkwardly one-handed as I swayed to the flame in my belly.

I kept sucking and nursing, imagining all the naughty matter my son would say to me. He 'd stroke that monolithic cock, the brawniness in his weaponry rippling. So turned on by his hot mommy. My pussy clenched, my poor pantie a sodden mess.

I released my chest. It fell down and bounced before me. I saw it swaying in the musing on the TV 's black silver screen. I shuddered, spotting my full-bosomed form. I pushed down my panties, this uncivilised heat building and construction in me.

Naked, I threw myself on the lounge, grabbed the wine bottle, and brought the specialize end to my pussy. I pressed the poise glass through my blonde bush and against my hot flesh. Ian burned in my mind. Tall, blond, athletic. A strapping, young man. Not fat. Not balding. He was gorgeous. His blue oculus stared at me.

I thrust the bottle into me, moaning,"Yes, yes, have it away your blue mamma !"

The narrow-minded neck opening reached deeper into me than my husband 's putz. I gripped the wider bottle, pumping it in and out of my gamy cunt. The pleasance rippled through my flesh. I squirmed on the couch, my boobs heaving.

"You like being back in your mammy, do n't you ?"I groaned."Yeah, you do. You want to be buried so deep into your Mommy. You want to be intimate her."

I plunged the glass shaft in and out of my pussy. I groaned every metre the shoulder widened to the body, my cuntlips stretching for a moment. But it was too thick for my grab to swallow. I shuddered at the progressive toy. I did n't manage. I was so turned on.

My son fucked me unvoiced in my resourcefulness. He squeezed my big titties. He loved them. He pounded me with passionateness. He did n't harbour back. He gave me such pleasure. My sourish musk filled my nose, my arousal growing with every firmly plunge of my son 's cock into my cunt.

"Yes, yes, just like that !"I whimpered, my orgasm building and building with every driving force. I kept my eyes squeezed shut."Fuck your naughty mommy !"

"You 're amazing, Mom !"Ian moaned in my fantasy."Such a hot and tight cunt. You 're awesome. have it away you !"

"dear you, too !"

My toes curled. My feet rubbed across the carpeted floor. I whimpered and groaned, the pleasure building and building in my snatch. Every thrust brought me closer and near to my incestuous orgasm. Picturing my son over me, his muscle flexing as he pounded me, had me on fire.

That big dick of his stretched out my pussy. Fucked me undecomposed than his father ever had. He gave me pleasure. He knew how to love my pussy. I gasped and squealed, my snatch clenching around him tight. Hard.

"nooky your mommy so hard !"I moaned."Your big dick is giving your mama such pleasure ! Oh, yes, yes !"

"I love being in you, Mom ! It feels so right. This is where I came from !"

"Yes, yes, and you can retort to it whenever you want, Ian !"I moaned, jamming the bottle deep into my cunt, my pussycat mouth stretching around the turnout neck. I kept pushing on the bottom, wanting to lead as much in me as I could.

My left paw squeezed my tit. I dug my finger into it as I forced another inch of the bottleful into my racy pussycat, my cuntlips stretching to absorb that wide dig. I whimpered, moaned, the delight surging through me.

"Mom !"Ian groaned.

"Cum in your mommy !"I howled and climaxed.

My pussy convulsed and writhed around the bottle. Waves of rapture swept through me. I rode them as I masturbated to my incestuous fantasy. My son groaned in my thinker. I imagined his cum firing into my bitch, filling me.

It was unbelievable. My body bucked on the lounge. My groan sang through the air. I tossed my nous, whimpering and groaning in delectation. My pussy writhed around the bottle. The delight surged to the acme in me.

"Yes, yes, yes !"I moaned as the door rattled."Oh, my god, that 's so go—"

The front threshold opened, and I gasped out in shock, writhing in mid-orgasm, my kitty convulsing around the bottle harder as the concern blastoff through me. My son was home early. He told me he was going to be hanging out with ally after we finished unpacking. He stared at my naked form.

"Oh, my god,"I moaned in scurvy shame and embarrassment. I ripped the bottle out of my kitty-cat as he turned away.

"Sorry, Mom !"he gasped.

I fled down the hallway, my buttock burning with humiliation. I slammed the door shut behind me. Did he fuck I was thinking about him ? Did he clear it ? My entire physical structure quaked. Such knock-down overplus filled me.

"Sorry,"he shouted again."I did n't ... I mean ... I 'm really sorry, Mom."

"It 's okay,"I whimpered, wanting to just mellow into a puddle and soak into the carpet. I had n't been this embarrassed since high school."I should n't ... Not in the living room ... I 'm so sorry you had to see that."

"Do n't worry about it,"he said."I guess everyone does ... that."

I groaned and threw myself on the bed. That was nothing like my illusion. No Ian pouncing on me. No getting ravished. I did n't love if I could ever present my son again. He saw me with a wine bottle in my pussy.

I buried under the covering and never wanted to crawl out again.

Only, I heard him in his sleeping accommodation. The bedsprings creaked. This rhythmic sound. My heading lifted. I padded to the wall, pressed my ear against it, and heard great ventilation. I bit my lip and listened to my son masturbating.

Was he cerebration of me ?

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July 9th, 2024 - Alysha Walsh

"Let 's go tight fitting dipping !"

The cry in the backyard at the pool party rippled over me. My friends and I burst into giggles. We were sipping wine-colored coolers, buzzing on the drinks. I felt so naughty. I was newly turned eighteen, at a party with no parents around, and now there were cat ripping off their trunks, their cocks popping out. missy squealed in laughter as they jumped naked in the pool.

"Let 's go, girls !"one of them shouted, a buff, blonde guy I did n't do it."Let 's see those tops come off ! Get those muffs out !"

"Oh, my god,"I gasped, giggling loud as another guy thrust down his trunks, his turncock springiness out half-hard. Then a miss ripped off her top. She was an older miss at my college. She swung her flowery bikini top over her head like a lasso then plunge in.

My eyes darted around and I gasped to see my buddy, Jaiden. He had two years on me, tall and strapping, his deep-brown cutis gleam in the sun as he thrust down his underdrawers. I could n't believe he was doing it, his cock spilling out.

He proved the fable about Shirley Temple bozo right. A radical of girls all moaned in delight. Guys groaned, knowing they were outmatched by his artistry. My eyes were locked on him, watching it flip. Grow harder. Longer. I shuddered, this wicked heat edifice and building in me. What was amiss with me ?

Why was I staring at my pal and his cock ? This heat rippled through me. My tenderness fluttered. It was gorgeous. A naughty itch built in my virgin twat. I clutched the half-drunk wine cooler in my hand, my blood on fire. It had to be the booze, right.

I was n't lusting for my brother 's prick. I could n't do that.

"Top off, Alysha !"my friend, Dominique, shouted. I gasped as my mile came undone and she ripped it away, exposing my tits to everyone. I froze, not sure what to do as guys wolf-whistled, staring at my breasts and ...

My brother stared at my breasts. His eyes were locked on them while his pecker reached its full girth, thrusting out before him. I shuddered as I saw the Passion of Christ in his gaze. He licked his lips before he wrenched his gaze away from my titties and dove into the pool.

My snatch grew so hot as the image of my brother 's tool burned in my brain.

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Apr 9th, 2027 - Bill Clinton"Clint"Elliston II

My"petty girl"skipped by in a tight white and knock frock.

Alicia giggled, her skirt flaring. She might be xxvii, but she looked so much younger. I groaned as this heat washed through my cock. I was supposed to be working on the brief for the trust-fund dispute I had to be in court for next week to argue a motion.

"tinker's dam,"I muttered and followed her out of my office. She was n't supposed to be playing in the master house. One of our kids could see us, and they were definitely old enough to start to read things.

Her skirt fluttered as she vanished up the stairs. I followed after her, my substructure pounding on the steps. She raced up them and reached the second story. Then her footsteps rushed down to the hallway up to my old Ionic bedchamber.

It was now my two quondam girl'room. They were n't home. Alicia wanted to fool around in their girlish abode. That risque minx. She made my gumshoe hard. I chased up the stairs after her, taking them two at a time.

I burst into the girlish room, stuffed animals covering their bunk beds stacked against the only wall with enough ceiling clearance. Dolls were everywhere, scattered across the trading floor. Alicia leaned against one of the two windowpane. She bent over to it, her dress 's skirt riding up those leotards. She wiggled her ass.

"Ooh, ooh, Daddy, flavor !"she said."We have new neighbors."

"What ?"I asked, my dick lead in my denim and pugilist.

I unsnapped the holdfast and reached the windowpane. I pressed my hard cock into my little sister 's ass. I peered out and noticed the moving van unloading furniture. A young char, not more than twenty dollar bill with her black pilus in a ponytail, was talking to the Hispanic movers. Another man, also brown-haired and approaching thirty, carried a heavy box from the spinal column of a Toyota Corolla.

"New neighbors !"Alicia squealed, rubbing her derriere into my genitalia."Mmm, we 're going to have to chance out if they 're our variety of masses, Daddy."

"Yes, we will, little princess,"I said. She liked to foretell me Daddy Thomas More and more than big brother these solar day like she used to eleven age ago when we first became lovers. Either way, it made me arduous."Mmm, you keep on eye on them, gather intelligence, while I do some jab around down here."

I knew that the family had been for cut-rate sale, I just did n't clear it had sold already. I hoped we 'd get some understanding neighbors. people who could appreciate the incestuous lifestyle. A young twosome ... Who knew what sort of kinky things we could go them into.

As I hiked my minuscule baby 's skirt, a thirstiness arose in me. Pam definitely needed to encounter them. She had a talent for leading people to incest.

To be continued ...