Incestuous serail 's Passion

( An Incestuous Harem Story )

Chapter Ten : Incestuous lecherousness Kindled

By mypenname3000

right of first publication 2019

Note : Thanks to wrc264 for beta Reading this !

April 4th, 2027 - Detective nelson Tucker

I leaned back in the hot seat watching the telecasting of Clint 's nuptials to Pam Hiragawa. My eyes studied it for the dozenth metre. I had several pads of notes written on what I 'd observed. There had to be something utile in it. Something we could grab onto. Every day, it felt like that illegitimate Clint was getting further and further from justice.

Protected by his powerful friends.

The small-scale room, covered in our banker's bill on the walls, felt stuffy. My shirt was rumpled. A stratum of grime covered my tegument. I needed to shower. To plane. Sleep. My eyes felt watery, but I just could n't institute myself to depart. Not when this case needed to be cracked loose so damned wide the DA would have to do something about it.

A loud knock wrapped the door. I grunted something, my heart staring at the TV.

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

I grunted and looked up to see a bottle flying at me. I managed to grab it. I clutched a bottle of Johnny baby-walker Black, the whiskey sloshing around in it. I grinned at it and looked up to see Officer Nicholson in the doorway wearing his patrol uniform, drab jumpsuit, his sonorous gun belt festooned with equipment from his sidearm to a taser, handlock, mace, and more.

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

"Uh-huh,"I grunted. The conclusion individual I trained before moving onto detective was Nicholson. A needlelike, Cy Young man. He was nearly thirty now with the band of a patrol police sergeant on his articulatio humeri."It 's the life."

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

"Yep."My insides souring."You here to break my balls ?"

"Of class,"he said, grinning at me."Damn, you look like shit. When was the 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 wall."Playing catch and handout it seems. I swear I arrest a guy at the scratch line of my patrol and he 's back out on the street causing shit by the end of it. What 's the fucking point of humping it ?"

I grunted."Now your sister 's in the shit ?"

"She 's as dull as her brother,"Nicholson said, a grin crossing his rim."She 's just out of probation. A boot no longer. She 's on solo patrol. Working out in West Sacramento."

"trade good to hear,"I said."Easy beat."

"It 's all the bullshit these twenty-four hours. She spends half her time covering other persona of the city."Nicholson arched his dorsum."I 'm thinkin''bout movin'on. Woodland 's got an opening for a patrol serjeant. Might try and swing it with them."

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

He shrugged.

The door opened and my partner entered. sunny Savage opened her mouth and then blinked at the sight of Nicholson. He gave her a nod and she responded with a flatcar one spinal column, her youthful face a mask of stoic reserve.

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

"What are you thinking ?"Sunny asked, her Logos 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 assuasive liberalization from the ma'am 's touch modality Massage parlour. I came at least once a week to relax and enjoy myself, usually on a weekday.

But today was especial. My daughter had just turned XVIII.

"Just relax and enjoy yourself,"I told her as she stood up to go back."This will change your life-time. Just go with whatever Carmelita does."

My daughter, Laurita, gave me a strange tone."What does that mean, Mom ?"

I just winked at her."Enjoy. happy natal day, Laurita."

"Mmm, I 'll ask aid of you, pretty girl,"Carmelita said, taking my daughter by the arm and leading her back. The masseuse had a interchangeable ghost of golden-brown skin to my girl. A naughty chill raced through me at the idea of Laurita having her number one Lesbian massage.

Or maybe it was n't her first one. It was the twenty-twenties. kid 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 English. 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 foreign BDSM human relationship. She probably had a vibrator in her buzzing away, unable to cum without his permit."I hope my daughter 's that cute when she 's that age."

"When she starts growing boob, she 'll stop being so cute and become a bit of a nightmare,"I told her."But Laurita mellowed out the conclusion year."

"I think her pop can stay fresh her in line."

My usual masseuse, Juana, opened the door. She was Carmelita 's younger babe, a cunning girl in her early twenties, dark hair's-breadth spilling around a pin-up grimace. Her eyes sparkled. In Spanish, she asked,"Mmm, you ready, pretty dame ?"

My pussy went molten."female parent of God, yes."

I stood up, my pussy soaking my panty with my excitement. I never thought I would enjoy women so practically. I did n't turn over myself a lesbian, but when I was here, it just felt so proper to be touched by, and to allude back, a woman. To throw that wonderful release that a secure sexual climax could bring.

Nothing more relaxing in the middle of a interfering workday.

I followed Juana back. She had a big smile on her face as she took me into the very terminal door. I had never been in this room. It had a house on it that read"Employees Only"on it. I gave her a curious facial expression as she backed in.

"I just thought you 'd wish to watch,"she said and opened onto a modest breakroom, the lights off. The wall to my right held a heavy pane of smoky glass that looked into the massage room where Carmelita was stripping my daughter naked.

"A two-party mirror ?"I gasped. I had been in that room. The mirror way. It was an commove place. It had mirrors on all four walls and the cap, reflecting everything that went on.

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

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

"This is weird,"Laurita said.

"Mmm, this is just the form of pampering service 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 sash of her purple flip-flop ran over the middle of it.

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

"My babe is her common masseuse,"Carmelita answered, her breasts jiggling in the tight, silk robe she wore. It had a scant hem that left her gorgeous thighs 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 sustain a hot bod, pretty lady,"purred Juana as she untucked my blouse from behind."Just take in your daughter getting massaged while I take you to heaven."

I shuddered. This was so wicked. Felt so wrong. I trembled as Juana kissed at the book binding of my neck while her helping hand reached around my body to unbutton my blouse. My daughter was down to her bra and scanty. Carmelita, still kneeling, tugged down the thong.

My daughter gasped in shock, grabbing her underclothing for a instant. She gripped it, struggling to keep it from sliding down her eubstance, but Carmelita tugged harder. She ripped the thong out of my daughter 's hand and down her soaker 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 rump. I had n't seen her raw in a 10. This foreign heat rippled through me. Laurita had grown up. She had curve to her rump, though her ass was still tight with youth. Her body was magniloquent and slender.

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

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



Did my pussy flavour like that at 18 ? I had thick sassing now, wet lips.

Our bandeau came off at almost the like moment. My daughter stared at the mirror before her, not seeing me and my troll breasts come into view, but I could see her small tits. They were buoyant piddling mounds, almost retinal cone. Her nipples were small and hard. They looked like they could cut glass.

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

I smiled at that. Juana unzipped my skirt and worked it down my legs. The fragrance of my arousal brushed my nose, a spicy musk. I groaned as her back talk kissed at my plump ass left exposed by the disgusting cut of my panties. They were n't a thong, but they left the hind end half of my behind bare. I loved her lip smooching and nibbling on my butt.

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

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

"It 's something new we 're trying out,"Juana said. She hooked my step-in and pulled those down. I groaned as the genitals came away from my slit. I shuddered as the cloth rolled down my second joint. My hips wiggled back and Forth."Mmm, there 's that yummy snatch. Mother 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 cunt as she worked my step-in past my knees.

"doe n't mean it 's not true,"the horny gay woman purred. All four of the masseuses here were Lesbian. Stefani and Zoey were even dating. They had been impregnated at the Sami prison term, both having a kid by the like sperm donor, or so that was my interpret. I could n't see them fucking the Saame guy.

panty off, she pressed her aspect up between my thighs and nuzzled at my hot pussy. I heard my pubic hair rasping across her face. Then I groaned as she flicked her tongue out. She fluttered across my flock, licking and teasing my cunt.

It felt incredible.

While I watched my daughter stretching out on her back, screen and unaware that her risque mama could see her, I enjoyed Juana 's tongue caressing my puss lips. She flicked up and down, caressing me, teasing me. I groaned, my rosehip wiggling from side to side. The pleasure rushed through my body.

"Oh, yes, yes,"I whimpered."Show my girl a dependable time.

The delectation rushed through my frame. My center were locked on Laurita. Carmelita spread the massaging oil across her back, stopping just short of her cute rump. I shuddered, my custody pressing on the two-way glass. I stared at my daughter. She had no idea she was about to be seduced. Carmelita 's hands worked down her back, stroking her, relaxing her.

It was unbelievable. Juana 's tongue stroked my pussy. She massaged my twat with her naughty tongue. She caressed my labia and clitoris, running back and forth. I groaned, trying to keep my passionateness quiet so my daughter would n't discover her mother 's naughty sounds.

This was so repellant. I should n't be doing this, but the taboo flush of it rippled through me. It was n't like I was touching my daughter. 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 tribade sex under the pretence of a massage.

My girl would learn that delight, too.

"Oh, her hired hand are coming closer and closer to my lilliputian mermaid 's precious ass,"I moaned. I had n't called my daughter mi sirenita in years, but now ... Now I was feeling so repellant. A naughty mama."Ooh, yes, she 's going for it."

My daughter stiffened for a instant as Carmelita 's oily helping hand swept out and cupped both cheeks of Laurita 's ass. Fingers dug into those rigorous fundament, kneading her. Massaging her. I groaned, my slit clenching around Juana 's tongue.

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

"Mmm, good,"moaned Juana. Her natural language fluttered back and Forth River through my pussy folds as Carmelita worked on Laurita.

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

My bosom rose and fell. I leaned closer to the Methedrine, my nipples brushing the smoothen surface. It was hypnotic to look out. Juana did n't down my twat to make me cum, but to keep me bursting with delight as I watched the seductive massage.

Carmelita 's hands slid down to my daughter 's second joint. She rubbed up and down her flesh, stroking her. I could n't see what Carmelita spoke, but her rim moved. I imagined they were wish. She parted my daughter 's thighs, staring down at her exposed pussy.

I could n't see my daughter 's twat, but Carmelita could. She worked her hands up and down my daughter 's second joint. My slit tightened. I held my breath, wondering if the naughty charwoman would go for it. Would she tinge my daughter 's pussy ?

Her hands came nearer. Nearer. I could n't distinguish 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 girl 's pussy on fortuity,"I moaned, my lust surging through me. I pressed my bosom against the glassful, my os frontale on it. Both my mitt stroked across it.

"good,"Juana moaned."She 's going to do it again. A piddling longer. Get your daughter used to the touch."

"You sneaky squawk,"I moaned.

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

My rump clenched as I moaned in delectation, watching Carmelita spending a lot of time massaging my girl 's inner thigh right hand before her pussy. She spoke again, too easy for me to get a line. My daughter squirmed, her oiled ass clenching.

Carmelita must be rubbing on my daughter 's cunt over and over, stroking her hot flesh. I whimpered, this wicked heat surging through me as I watched Carmelita 's hand switching ever so subtly. My daughter 's legs spasmed. Her stifle bent, animal foot coming up in the air for a moment.

She moaned.

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

"Enjoy, pretty dame,"purred Juana.

I watched my girl 's body shiver. Her tooshie kept clenching. Carmelita braced her left hand beside her, leaning over my daughter. The masseuse 's round breasts swayed while my daughter 's moans grew louder and louder.

"That 's it, pretty missy,"I heard Carmelita saying, her voice louder. Throatier."Mmm, yes, yes, that 's it. Your female parent told you to trust me."

"I ... I.."My girl lifted her mind from the cutout, the blindfold covering her."She did n't stand for this ?"

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

"Mother of God,"my girl gasped."SOB in milk ! I ca n't consider that but ... but ... piece of ass, do n't terminate. That 's so good."

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

I savored Juana 's tongue defeat and lapping at my kitty-cat. My pleasure built and built with my daughter 's own seventh heaven. I fought to hold my moans quietly. I could never let Laurita know that I watched this. My nipples rubbed on the chill year, my breath fogging the window before me as I panted.

Her moans were so toothsome to hear.

I whimpered, loving every present moment of this illicit show. It was so hot experiencing a tongue lapping through my pussy while my daughter trembled towards her orgasm. I shuddered, watching every moment unfold, so eager for the explosive climax.

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

"That 's it, pretty girl,"the masseuse purred. She leaned over further and work out my daughter 's ear, breasts pressing into Laurita 's back."Just explode. Like your mother is."

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

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

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

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

My slit convulsed. Waves of rapture washed through my body. I groaned and gasped, stars dancing before my middle. My consistence trembled, the pussy cream gushing out of me and spilling into Juana 's hungry mouth.

The masseuse licked them up as I whimpered. I watched my daughter 's ass arch up into the air. The masseuse bed she lay on creaked and groaned beneath her enraptured passionateness. My heart pounded with turmoil as I witnessed the wild passion.

My daughter was so beautiful.

My orgasm hit its tip. I panted as I watched Laurita wiggle and tremor. She bucked a concluding fourth dimension and then Carmelita pulled her fingers away. She straightened and sucked off my daughter 's cunt cream. What did Laurita preference like ?

I could n't cerebrate that. As I came down from my climax, I watched my girl heaving. She trembled on her back and then gasped as Carmelita said something. My girl rolled over, her small knocker coming into view. Her tattoo faced me now, that flaming sum 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 way. I stared at my daughter as long as I could, panting and shuddering. Then we were in the hallway, both Juana and myself raw. Her small breasts quivered as she led me the few steps to the room access to the mirror room. Juana put her finger's breadth to her sass, the international motion for quiet.

She slowly and oh, so carefully opened the door.

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

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

"doodly-squat in the Milk,"gasped my daughter. I never heard her scourge so much in her life."What is up with this massage parlor ? Did my mom really bring me here and pay a lesbian to defecate me cum ?"

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

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

"Yes, we are."

I shuddered as Juana led me silently around my daughter 's massage bed. My heart pounded in my bureau as I was brought to the end of the tabular array. Laurita 's legs were parted wide, her pussy right there for me to see. I trembled, my reflections surrounding me. I could sense her spicy musk. It was so standardized to my own, but softer. Sweeter.

"So, pretty girl, want me to eat you out and really work you cum ?"Carmelita asked."springiness you a tongue massage."

"Mother of God."My daughter 's thighs squeezed shut and rubbed together, hiding her cunt from my sight."I do. Eat my clam, lesbian."

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

Juana pushed on my ass, pressing me against the massage table while my girl 's second joint spread right before me. My center 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 defective than the criminal offense of coming here. It violated nature 's law. That was my girl 's cunt. My little girl 's cunt. She grew inside of me. Came from me.

"come feast on my clam !"moaned my daughter."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 body 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 nerve into Juana 's pussy.

They were buff, too ?

Juana winked at me.

It made me wonder about my friend. Olivia 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 lover, reveling in the incestuous delight I was about to enjoy ?

My hands slid up my daughter 's second joint. She squirmed, her case twist. My heart pounded in my chest. It thundered, pumping hot origin through my vena. My breathing place quickened. This nervous flutter danced through my guts.

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

"period teasing me and massage me with that lingua,"moaned my daughter."mother of God, I 'm horny."

So was I.

I licked my brim and then pressed my face into my daughter 's pussy sassing. I 'd eaten Juana out so many sentence during my"massages,"and enjoyed the other three masseuses from prison term to time when they had to pitch-hit for my favorite.

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

I tasted my daughter 's barely legal love. The incestuous flavor of her familiar succus. My tongue licked up her flesh. She gasped and shuddered as I caressed up to her clit. Her thighs tightened around my face.

"Oh, yes, lesbian ! Ooh, lap up my puss with that athirst glossa. You like the taste of my puss, do n't you ? Yeah, you do. Get that blue tongue in me, whore !"

My girl had no melodic theme who ate her twat out. I reveled in the dirty wrangle she called me as my tongue fluttered up and down her sheep pen. I drank in her spicy cream. I savored all these incestuous flavors. My glossa danced through her slit lips. I caressed her. Teased her. I drove her wild. I loved how she gasped and moaned. How she whimpered and groaned.

I thrust my natural language into her depths. No virgin here. My daughter 's twat accepted my natural language. She gasped and moaned, having no idea her mother 's tongue swirled through her profundity. That she was engaged in naughty, incestuous love.

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

I was.

I thrust my deal beneath her butt-cheeks. My pussycat was on fire. I could n't respond her, just love her. My hips wiggled back and forth. I ignored my burn snatch and feasted on my girl 's delicious twat. My tongue fluttered up and down her slit, caressing her pussy lips.

ribbing her flesh.

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

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

"Yes, yes, yes !"she moaned."Oh, that 's it, you nasty sapphic ! Ooh, sucking on my button !"

I did. I pleasured her clit. Nibbled on it. My tongue swirled around it. I showed her everything I 'd learned the last few twelvemonth coming here. My pussy cream ran hot down my thighs. I moaned around her bud, loving my little girl.

"fucking, yes !"she moaned."You 're going to make me cum."

It was a hot pleasure to get a line. To heed and experience my girl 's pleasure. I abandoned her clitoris, wanting to lick her again. To be in her. My glossa poking into her snatch and swirled around inside of her incestuous profundity. Her spicy cream soaked it.

My fingers dug into her hindquarters, holding her tight. I devoured my daughter with hungriness. Her moans grew louder. Her juice hotter. They coated my brim and chin. I reveled in them. I loved every moment of her hot cream on my mouth.

The forbidden delectation of her pussy.

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

Her snatch succus gushed out of her. They flooded my mouth. I groaned and salute them down. My tongue licked and lapped up her emollient. I devoured the bliss flooding out of her. I savored every present moment of her pussy succus gushing out into my athirst mouth.

My tongue fluttered up and down her hot cuntlips. I licked her up as her moans echoed through the way. In manifestation, I watched her consistence shake through her coming, blissfully unaware that her naughty mom ate her out.

"Carmelita, you fucking Lesbian whore !"gasped my daughter."female parent of God, no curiosity Mom comes here ! Shit, this is incredible !"

My tongue licked up all the juice flooding out of her while my own cunt burned and shuddered. Her low breasts jiggled, those browned pap so suckable. I wanted to do this to her again. To attain her cum.

She panted as I lifted my face, her pick spilling down my features. I shuddered and slid off the board. Juana trembled through her own orgasm, her hand clamped over her mouth to keep on from making noises.

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

"That was amazing,"My daughter groaned."Better than any guy going down on me."

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

I gave her the skillful sexual climax. As Juana and I slipped out of the room, that thought burned in me.

The moment we were in the hallway, I shoved my deal between my thighs and frigged my puss. I gasped and moaned, cumming in a hot flash, my daughter 's succus 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 lover since college. And we 're not the only ones."

"Are Stefani and Zoey Sister ?"I groaned.

"No, but the guy who knocked them up is Zoey 's chum. And Lee 's comrade, 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 fantastic peak of walking on air."awesome !"

I trembled as I dressed and slipped into the waiting room. Lee had this gamey glint in her eyes. She had to know what was going on. She squirmed. A instant later, my girl 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 relax and this is loose than finding a man."I winked at her."Besides, there are no hazard. No chance of getting pregnant. 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 older than her now."So, do you want to come back future week ?"

My daughter smiled."I think I do. Being blindfolded was wild."

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

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September 19th, 2023 - enchantress Midgley

Maybe if I had n't seen my son masturbating my union might have 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 distant from my husband.

My son 's cock had n't come from President Arthur 's side of the mob. I did n't know a dick could get that big. Ian packed a colossus, and I wanted to enjoy it.

Now, sitting in my new apartment, the last box unpacked on moving day, I cracked open a bottleful of wine. I was all alone, my son out with friends, and starting my new lifespan. I poured myself a tall glassful 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 sentence. I 'd glimpsed him a few Thomas More times since that fateful day, wanting to do more than sentinel. But it was wrong. I was his mother. I brought him into this reality. I could n't do that to him.

But that big dick ... poking unvoiced and unassailable before him. He could slide back into my snatch. Return to his mother. Was that so wrong ?

I knew it was, but the More wine-coloured I drank, the hornier and hornier I grew. thing like ethical motive did n't matter. Not with something as animal and passionate as my desire for Ian. I would love my son. instruct him about how to please a woman. Let him savor every bit of my body. I 'd gravel in physique. For him.

I hoped to feel his eyes on me. To discover my tighter ass and categoric stomach. The toned thigh. He 'd glance 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 fantasies of seizing his mom and taking her hard. He was a good boy. He would never do something so sleazy and depraved. He was n't a cheating harlot like his mother.

"I 'd be your dirty cyprian,"I moaned, my body so quick. I tipped the wine bottle and frowned as only a splash dropped into my glass. I turned over until was upside down, watching the red wine drip mould out from the spout.

The cervix was n't as thick as my son 's cock, but ...

"Mmm, I 'll be such a dirty whore for you, Ian,"I moaned, my pussy growing juicier. I stared at my living elbow room, all alone, the shelf covered in knickknack."Let me render you what mummy can do."

I stood up and gasped as the floor felt slanted. I shook my head and caught myself on the shelf, rattling my collection of glass figurines. I straightened and then peeled off my old t-shirt and threw it to the floor. My breasts heaved in my large sports bra. I unpinned my blond hair from the bun I put it up in, letting it spill down to my neck.

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

I popped off my sports bra. My with child knocker spilled out. Those big, flaccid, profuse titty that young men were obsessed with. I 'd learned this word from another divorced friend of mine. MILF. Mother I 'd Love to roll in the hay. I could be a MILF.

For Ian.

I lifted my right field boob and sucked on my own nipple, nursing on it with hunger. joy shot down to my cunt as I imagined my son watching me. My hips wiggled from English to side as I nursed. pleasure sparked. My left hand slid down my prostrate belly to my sudor drawers. I pushed them down, working awkwardly one-handed as I swayed to the blast in my belly.

I kept sucking and nursing, imagining all the spicy thing my son would say to me. He 'd stroke that massive stopcock, the muscles in his blazon rippling. So turned on by his hot mommy. My pussy clenched, my poor panties a soppy mess.

I released my breast. It fell down and bounced before me. I saw it swaying in the reflection on the TV 's black screen. I shuddered, spotting my curvy soma. I pushed down my panties, this wild warmth building and construction in me.

Naked, I threw myself on the couch, grabbed the wine bottle, and brought the narrow end to my pussy. I pressed the cool Methedrine through my blonde pubic hair and against my hot flesh. Ian burned in my mind. Tall, blonde, athletic. A strapping, young man. Not fat. Not balding. He was gorgeous. His blue heart stared at me.

I thrust the bottle into me, moaning,"Yes, yes, fuck your naughty mommy !"

The narrow neck reached deeper into me than my hubby 's cock. I gripped the wider bottleful, pumping it in and out of my naughty cunt. The joy rippled through my flesh. I squirmed on the sofa, my dummy heaving.

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

I plunged the glass shaft of light in and out of my pussy. I groaned every sentence the shoulder joint widened to the body, my cuntlips stretching for a second. But it was too thick for my slit to get down. I shuddered at the frail toy. I did n't care. I was so plough on.

My son fucked me hard in my imagination. He squeezed my big breast. He loved them. He pounded me with passion. He did n't hold back. He gave me such pleasure. My lemonlike musk filled my nose, my stimulation growing with every hard plunge of my son 's cock into my cunt.

"Yes, yes, just like that !"I whimpered, my coming building and edifice with every thrust. I kept my center squeezed shut."Fuck your naughty momma !"

"You 're amazing, Mom !"Ian moaned in my phantasy."Such a hot and tight twat. You 're awesome. lie with you !"

"sexual love you, too !"

My toes curled. My foot rubbed across the carpeted floor. I whimpered and groaned, the pleasure edifice and edifice in my puss. Every poking brought me closer and closer to my incestuous flood tide. Picturing my son over me, his muscles flexing as he pounded me, had me on fire.

That big dick of his stretched out my slit. Fucked me better than his father ever had. He gave me pleasure. He knew how to have it off my kitty. I gasped and squealed, my puss clenching around him tight. Hard.

"Fuck your mummy so hard !"I moaned."Your big gumshoe 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 generate to it whenever you want, Ian !"I moaned, jamming the bottle trench into my cunt, my pussy brim stretching around the widening neck opening. I kept pushing on the bottom, wanting to take as much in me as I could.

My left hand squeezed my tit. I dug my digit into it as I forced another inch of the nursing bottle into my naughty cunt, my cuntlips stretching to engulf that wide diaphysis. I whimpered, moaned, the pleasance surging through me.

"Mom !"Ian groaned.

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

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

It was incredible. My body bucked on the couch. My moans sang through the air. I tossed my headland, whimpering and groaning in delight. My snatch writhed around the bottleful. The joy surged to the top in me.

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

The front door opened, and I gasped out in shock, writhing in mid-orgasm, my pussy convulsing around the bottleful harder as the concern shot through me. My son was home early. He told me he was going to be hanging out with friends after we finished unpacking. He stared at my defenseless form.

"Oh, my god,"I moaned in abject disgrace and embarrassment. I ripped the bottle out of my kitty as he turned away.

"Sorry, Mom !"he gasped.

I fled down the hallway, my impudence burning with chagrin. I slammed the room access shut behind me. Did he bonk I was thinking about him ? Did he take in it ? My full body quaked. Such mightily embarrassment filled me.

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

"It 's O.K.,"I whimpered, wanting to just melt 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 nix like my illusion. No Ian pouncing on me. No getting ravished. I did n't know if I could ever face my son again. He saw me with a wine bottle in my pussy.

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

Only, I heard him in his sleeping room. The bedsprings creaked. This rhythmical auditory sensation. My head lifted. I padded to the bulwark, pressed my ear against it, and heard with child breathing. I bit my lip and listened to my son masturbating.

Was he thinking of me ?

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July 9th, 2024 - Alysha Walsh

"Let 's go skinny dipping !"

The cry in the backyard at the pool party rippled over me. My Friend and I burst into giggles. We were sipping wine 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 proboscis, their cocks popping out. fille squealed in laugh as they jumped naked in the pool.

"Let 's go, girls !"one of them shouted, a caramel brown, blond guy I did n't know."Let 's see those tops come off ! Get those muffs out !"

"Oh, my god,"I gasped, giggling loud as another guy thrust down his body, his hammer spring out half-hard. Then a fille ripped off her top. She was an older young lady at my college. She swung her flowery bikini top over her head like a reata then dove in.

My middle darted around and I gasped to see my chum, Jaiden. He had two eld on me, tall and strapping, his deep-brown skin gleam in the sunlight as he thrust down his shorts. I could n't believe he was doing it, his prick spilling out.

He proved the legend about Black person cat right. A radical of fille all moaned in delight. Guy groaned, knowing they were outmatched by his prowess. My eyes were locked on him, watching it twitch. Grow harder. longer. I shuddered, this wicked heat building and building in me. What was wrong with me ?

Why was I staring at my Brother and his cock ? This passion rippled through me. My heart fluttered. It was gorgeous. A naughty itch built in my Virgo the Virgin kitty. I clutched the half-drunk wine tank in my hand, my stemma on fervidness. It had to be the hard drink, right.

I was n't lusting for my comrade 's peter. I could n't do that.

"Top off, Alysha !"my friend, Dominique, shouted. I gasped as my knots came undone and she ripped it away, exposing my tits to everyone. I froze, not for certain what to do as Guy wolf-whistled, staring at my bosom and ...

My brother stared at my chest. His eye were locked on them while his hammer reached its full-of-the-moon cinch, thrusting out before him. I shuddered as I saw the passionateness in his gaze. He licked his sassing before he wrenched his gaze away from my titties and dove into the pool.

My pussy grew so hot as the image of my brother 's cock burned in my idea.

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April 9th, 2027 - Clinton"Clint"Elliston II

My"little daughter"skipped by in a soaked livid and pink frock.

Alicia giggled, her wench flaring. She might be twenty-seven, but she looked so much younger. I groaned as this heat washed through my gumshoe. I was supposed to be working on the brief for the trust-fund difference of opinion I had to be in court for next week to argue a motion.

"damn,"I muttered and followed her out of my office. She was n't supposed to be playing in the main business firm. One of our kids could see us, and they were definitely old enough to start to understand things.

Her skirt fluttered as she vanished up the stairs. I followed after her, my pes pounding on the steps. She raced up them and reached the second floor. Then her stride rushed down to the hallway up to my old attic sleeping accommodation.

It was now my two honest-to-goodness girl'elbow room. They were n't home. Alicia wanted to fool around in their girlish abode. That naughty minx. She made my shaft heavily. I chased up the stairs after her, taking them two at a time.

I burst into the girlish way, stuffed brute covering their bunk seam stacked against the entirely wall with decent ceiling headroom. skirt were everywhere, scattered across the floor. Alicia leaned against one of the two windows. She bent over to it, her dress 's bird riding up those tights. She wiggled her ass.

"Ooh, ooh, pop, feeling !"she said."We have new neighbors."

"What ?"I asked, my putz pencil lead in my jeans and boxers.

I unsnapped the fastener and reached the windowpane. I pressed my backbreaking cock into my niggling sis 's ass. I peered out and noticed the moving van unloading furniture. A Young woman, not more than twenty with her black hair in a ponytail, was talking to the Hispanic movers. Another man, also black-haired and approaching thirty, carried a heavy box from the rachis of a Toyota Corolla.

"New neighbour !"Alicia squealed, rubbing her rump into my crotch."Mmm, we 're going to possess to find out if they 're our kind of people, Daddy."

"Yes, we will, little princess,"I said. She liked to call me Daddy more and more than than big chum these sidereal day like she used to eleven eld ago when we first became lovers. Either way, it made me hard."Mmm, you keep on eye on them, gather intelligence, while I do some poking around down here."

I knew that the business firm had been for sale, I just did n't realize it had sold already. I hoped we 'd get some understanding neighbors. mass who could appreciate the incestuous life style. A Lester Willis Young span ... Who knew what kind of way-out matter we could lead them into.

As I hiked my minuscule sister 's doll, a hunger arose in me. Pam definitely needed to meet them. She had a talent for leading people to incest.

To be continued ...