Incestuous Harem 's Passion

( An Incestuous Harem Story )

Chapter Seven : Taboo temptation

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2019

bank bill : Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this !

September 13th, 2021 - Cruzita Gutiérrez

"Cruzita ?"

I lifted my question to see the Hispanic daughter coming out of the cloth curtain that cut off the waiting room from the back hallway. She wore a lilac, silk robe about her flyspeck chassis. She wore her chocolate-brown hairsbreadth unforesightful, framing her face. She could n't be Sir Thomas More than eighteen, 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 Lapp nomenclature. Then she switched to English to say,"She 's all checked in, Lee ?"

"Yep,"the receptionist said. She appeared to be kneeling on her chair, leaning over and wiggling her pelvic girdle like a little girl. She was youth, too, her face elfin and cheeks rosy. Her computer had a faint, humming audio coming from it."She 's gear up to go. Give her a trade good clock time, Juana."

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

She held back the curtain for me as I stood. My friend, Olivia Wright, had recommended this massage parlor. She said the Lady mite Massage Parlor had done wonders for her and her eighteen-year-old daughter. It was the better stress reliever in town.

I was desperate for it.

"So, first time, huh ?"Juana said, this naughty gleaming in her center.

"get-go time,"I agreed.

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

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

"This was all my estimation. My sis and I, along with a few booster, put it together."She opened a doorway to a room and motioned me to enter."Come on, pretty lady, I 'll take care of you. Mmm, you 're going to sleep together having your massage cherry broken."

Her optic flicked over my form and this strange adept rippled through my organic structure. It was like she was staring at me the way a man did a woman. I blushed at the thought. Was she a lesbian ? I did n't have a lot of experience with Lesbian. Or maybe I was just reading too much into an inexperienced person glimpse.

Olivia had recommended the place.

The room was lit by scented candles. They burned happily along the rejoinder on both sides of the room, dancing warm ignitor everywhere. The console scent of cinnamon filled my olfactory organ. I shuddered at that scent. In the center of the room lay a massage bed, a tough bodily structure with a embellish bed that held an oval cutout at one end that looked perfect for a bed. On one replication lay a vertebral column massager, plugged into an electric outlet.

"wellspring, pretty woman, let 's get you naked,"said Juana. Her mitt boldly darted to the wooing crownwork I wore over my blouse and pencil skirt.

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

Juana gave me this unknown aspect."Did you think you 'd be clothed ?"She hung my sports jacket from a pelage single-foot to the right of the door."How am I supposed to rub down you, pretty peeress, if your clothes 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 fingerbreadth worked the release."Should n't I strip myself."

"Oh, it 's just the pampering we offer here,"she said, her fingerbreadth undoing button after button. A tension squeezed about my heart. This skittish wriggle writhed through my tummy."Relax, pretty womanhood, we 're both ladies. It 's no different from the locker room."She paused."Unless you think I 'm going to molest you."

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

Juana winked at me as she finished unbuttoning my blouse. She opened it, revealing my round of golf breasts held in a bra. I was still in capital shape despite being in my forties. My anatomy slender. My work had a belittled gym next doorway, and I used it on my breaks.

"You look like you 're a adult female in motivation of pampering,"she said."Your job ?"v

"Yeah,"I said,"but ..."I stared down at my wedding ring glinting on my left mitt. I twisted it.

"Ah, husband driving you wild ?"

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

"But you do n't desire to ?"

"He does n't like the hours I work. I 'm never home, he claims. So he started fucking the young lady succeeding doorway. She 's barely erstwhile than our daughter. Eighteen, so she 's barely legal."Anger flared through me."And it 's hard on Laurita. She does n't want it to chance, and I ca n't tell her that her forefather is a peckerhead slice of red cent, now can I ?"

"Then you need this,"Juana said with absolute sincerity. She slid her fingers along the waistband of my pencil doll and found where it zipped up on the side. It fit my body."Only thing better than one of our massages is getting fucked hard by a hottie on a one night stand."

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

"Sorry it did n't exploit out,"she said."But I 'll pass water you forget all about him."She knelt down before me and tugged off my wench. I shuddered at her kneel there. It was such a ... submissive act. She stared up at me with this bright glow in her drab eyes. Her handwriting worked my skirt down my second joint, her fingers brushing my skin. We had nearly the like tad of Brown University.

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

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

By accident, our chest, separated by our article of clothing, pushed together. My nipples burst with a tingling sensation that rippled across my pelt. An galvanic current that ended up at my twat. My cheeks warmed at the awakened heating.

"There we are, pretty noblewoman,"she said and leaned back, pulling away my bra shoulder strap. She slipped the cups off my titty, exposing my stave teat. They were n't as firm as they used to be. But they still had their figure, my nipple thick and dismal brown.

And hard.

My brass warmed with superfluity. I hoped she did n't find. Or, at least, did n't comment.

She added my bra to the pile. I shivered and went to go the bed, fighting the urge to cover my breasts. A footlocker way. Just like at the gym. Stripping defenseless was n't a big deal there. We were all women.

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

"Hold up, pretty peeress,"she said, grabbing my wrist."You still have your panties and brake shoe on. You need to be naked."

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

"And horseshoe,"she purred, grabbing my redress metrical unit and lifting it. I shuddered at how cozy it was for her to slowly pull out off my three-inch pumps, her handwriting caressing my foot in the process. I shivered, the heating plant growing between my thighs.

"Cute feet,"she said as she drew off the other shoe, her finger following down my sole, stroking the tooshie of my foot. This strange tingle raced through me. I shivered, my knocker rising and falling with my breathing.

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

"And now the scanty,"she said, her hands sliding up my thighs, just a unclouded graze. Her allude electrify my skin. I swallowed. It was her job to concern me. I just had to relax. Nothing strange or strange about a masseuse touching her client.

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

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

Slowly.

She worked off the fabric while my cheeks burned. Kneeling, her head was at the same level as my pussy. She exposed my black Bush. The panties slid over my plump butt-cheeks. Then they were down my second joint. The way she stared at me, I had this unusual idea that she wanted to junket on me.

The neural writhe in my stomach increased. I wanted to flee. I was n't into cleaning lady. I did n't want her to do that to me. I squeezed my oculus shut. Of course, she would n't do that. This place could n't do that. My supporter did n't send me to some strange bordello masquerading as a massage parlor.

A woman 's exclusively massage parlor.

"There you are,"she said as she tugged my panties down my second joint. Her knuckle caressed my skin, generating heating plant that rippled through me. My slit drank it in. I hoped she did n't notice anything. Over the cinnamon, I caught a deliquium, familiar scent.

Cheeks flaming, I stepped out of my panties. She rose and carefully folded them before adding them to the good deal of clothing. I moved to the bed even as I considered fleeing from here. I sat down on it, squirming. I was too nervous. This was n't relaxing me. It was just stressing me out. I was on my luncheon recess. I did n't want to waste it.

"Lay down on your belly,"she said, picking up the back massager. Its white end was as thickset as a sal soda bottle and ended in a turn chromatography column. Like a wand. She turned it on and it buzzed, the end fuzzing along the boundary."Put your head in the cutout. It 's to put up you and let you feel 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 back, glad to blot out my breasts. I shifted into spot and placed my head word in the cutout.

"You 're going to love this, pretty lady,"purred Juana. Her voice had a fleshly cadence to it.

I gasped as she drizzled the oil across my spinal column. She spread it in a long, sinuous line. I shuddered at her touch. Then her hand spread it across my pelt, her fingers kneading and working. They felt ... relaxing. Skilled. Her trace held purpose.

A professional.

My nervousness slowly faded. I breathed in the relaxing cinnamon. She moved her paw down my lower back closer and closer to my plump ass. She paused and then drizzled the liquid across my butt-cheeks. Her hand slid over my rump, digit digging into my flesh. I let out a little groan. That felt nice. Not in a sexual way, but just to have my heftiness massaged.

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

I gasped at the humming vibration massaging my skin. My digit flexed. My toes curled. A sonant sigh escaped my lips. It felt unbelievable on my cutis. It was n't just vibrating, it was tender. A comfort heat that conflate with the buzzing touch sensation.

I closed my eyes and relaxed into the massage. Juana worked it in behind lap, spreading out across my oiled back. It caressed my muscles. Teased them. She moved it over my shoulder blade. She pushed my hair back to work it against my neck. Her free hand kept stroking my humble back, hardly noticeable as she worked the puzzle toy.

I groaned.

Sighed.

Enjoyed it.

She moved the massager around my back, knowing just where to pause and really let it sour into my pulp, pressing into knots of stress. They relaxed away. It was unbelievable. I could just let her do this all day. The buzzing heat drew all my tending. I was vaguely mindful of her hand massaging my rump.

Did n't care about it one bit.

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

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

"Mmm, pretty lady, right there, huh ?"Juana asked."All that stress from your bastard husband. What a little squawk for cheating on such a beauty."

"Yes,"I moaned.

"And you 've been working all those prospicient time of day. They 've been taking their toll on you. Draining your spirit. I can tell. Just let me massage it all away, pretty lady."

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

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

Her hand slid down my rump through my crack. Her finger brushed my taint and almost my pussy before she was stroking her anele paw down my thigh. I did n't mind. I just moaned, lost to the delight of the second massager working away my tension. My toes curled, foot twitching.

Her hand slid up and down my thigh, spreading the oil with her massaging touch. She dug into my muscles, a small joy compared to the relaxing buzz off the massager. It moved over my fanny now, following wherever hired hand had touched.

She worked it in slow rotary on my right butt-cheek, pressing it into my plump shape. I whimpered and moaned. I could almost go down asleep enjoying this. Her hand massaged my ramification, moving from thigh to thigh as she worked the massager.

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

"Oh, yes,"I sighed, her hand digging finger into my internal second joint."That 's good."

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

It pressed against my pussy.

I gasped at the buzzing estrus rubbing at my vulva through my shrub. Sparks burst from my clit. The vibrator moved onto my inner thigh. The contact with my snatch was a brief touch. Accidental. I shuddered, my labia aching, wanting it to return.

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

What was improper 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 aroused scabies forming inside of me. How long had it been since I 'd gotten laid ? Nearly a year ? Just masturbating while my husband slept on the couch, banished there because we were going through our separation.

I had no time to particular date. Or even to chance a stranger. Too much workplace. Too very much emphasis. Laurita needed me to be a mom through it all.

But here ...

"okeh, pretty lady, roll over,"Juana said. She pulled the wand massager from my second joint. Almost to my pussy.

I groaned and did. I rolled over, my organic structure tingling. My tit swayed, mamilla hard. My pussy had that wet itch. I settled on my back. She produced a circle pillow that slither beneath my neck and cradled my fountainhead in cotton blurriness.

She smiled at me, her robe clinging to her tiny consistency. She squeezed out the golden liquid state on my belly and between my titty. Her hand spread it over me, making my golden-brown hide gleam in the dancing candlelight. I shuddered as her touch slid up upward and between my breasts. She coated my speed thorax and clavicle in it, fingers massaging my pectoral muscles around the edges of my tits.

She gave me a smile as her anele hand trailed down my stomach towards my hips. For a moment, I had this weird urge for her to comply the V of my pelvis towards my slit. The heat rippled through me.

She would n't do that. The estimation of a lesbian brothel, a happy-ending massage parlor for woman and not men, had latched onto my mastermind. But it was a ridiculous thought. cleaning lady did n't pay for sex. Men did.

I closed my middle as her hired hand stroked my second joint, massaging my quadriceps muscle. The spine 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 abdomen. Not as much insistency as my back.

I let out a sigh and decided to disregard my blue twat. Just concentrate on that buzzing delight moving in slacken forget me drug around my stomach. Juana knew her skill. The youth masseuse slid the buzzing toy high and higher up my body to the fundament of my rib. Right beneath my breasts.

"So breaking up with hubby, and no time for dating,"said Juana."You miserable thing. That does n't sound like the skillful situation."

"I 'm sure it 'll get respectable once the divorce is finalized and I can proceed on,"I answered.

"A pretty lady like you needs to be pampered,"she said, the massager moving around the international edge of my right bosom, the buzzing lightly grazing my boob.

I let out a sigh of agreement as the massager reached my upper chest of drawers, working across my pectoral muscle brawniness and just edging around my mammilla. That felt so good. My white meat jiggled from the buzzing. The wand brushed against my mounds.

That felt really good.

I sighed as the buzzing climbed up my right boob. It spiraled up it, digging into my flesh. I shifted on the tabular array, this grinning spreading on my back talk. tingling raced through my consistency as the humming warmth spiraled to the pinnacle of my breast.

Pressed on my nipple.

My oculus shot open. I gasped as the humming massaged right there at the aching pinnacle of my breast. My pussy drank in the buzzing sense experience. I gasped, my cunt clenching. This wicked heat swept through my soundbox. I gasped and shuddered.

She should n't be doing this.

"Mmm, just relax, pretty madam,"Juana said as she massaged my nipple. Her glossa flicked across her rim, wetting them. They were pinko and glossy. Her cheeks were dark and flushed. I shuddered as her brown eye reflected dancing candle flame."Just enjoy."

I should be telling her to stop, but it felt so soundly. My consistency was so relaxed. I just wanted to lie here and let myself unthaw away. The buzzing massaged my nub. My fat nipple drank it in. My pussycat 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 vein. This wonderful passion swept through me. My thigh pressed tighter, taking the pressure off my aching clit.

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

The massager pressed against my provide nub. I gasped at the explosion of pleasance, the tax return of aching transport.

My body trembled. Hands clenched. My naughty pussy drank in the electricity zapping from my mammilla. The baton massager arced bliss through my physical structure. It sent the joy surging through me. It was unbelievable. I moaned and gasped, squirming on the bed.

"There you are, pretty noblewoman,"purred Juana, her hand massaging my inner thigh close to my slit. Tantalizingly close."I know what you need."

"This ..."My judgement rippled. This was verging on prostitution. On illegality. I did n't request this. But ... but ... Consenting adult ... Like an escort 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 delectation plunged between my thighs and pressed against the aching crimp of my twat. Her heading snapped down and hot sassing engulfed my odd nipple, replacing the humming pleasure with wet, sucking pleasure.

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

I came.

Hard.

My puss convulsed as the wand massager rubbed up and down my hot build. My thighs relaxed, parting. pleasance rushed through my body and melted my mind. This unbelievable surge of walking on air that had me writhing and moaning. Juana sucked on my nipple. Her lips sealed on it, adding another burst of delight.

My groan echoed through the massage parlor. They reverberated around. My juice gushed out, bathing the buzzing delectation on my twat. The surges of ecstasy slipped through me. This bliss went beyond any orgasm I had in years.

Maybe in my life.

The vibrating shaft of the massager rubbed up and down my cunt, teasing my button and labia. Stimulating them. Juana sucked with thirstiness on my nipple. The joy surged through my body. I gasped and moaned, drinking in the amazing rapture that swept through my body. I trembled on the bed, orgasm after orgasm flooding through me.

"Yes, yes, yes !"I moaned, unable to control myself. My breasts jiggled. Juana kept latched onto my left."I keep cumming !"

She shifted the massager, no longer rubbing the foresighted side into my pussy, but the troll tip. She pushed it against my labia. The warmth and the shaking melted into my cuntlips. My clit burst with sparks.

My juices gushed out of me.

My twat spasmed and writhed. The waves of ecstasy swept through me. Drowned me. My mind melted as my pussy lips struggled to engulf the end of the sceptre massager. Sadly, it was too thick for my bit to swallow up.

"mother of God !"I howled."Blessed Mary and the Saints above !"

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

My head tossed back and forth on the pillow. My consistency trembled and writhed through the exaltation this naughty, Loretta Young woman gave me. Her oculus 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 head lolling."Juana ... What did you do to me ?"

"Relaxed you,"she purred.

I could n't believe my friend came here. That she brought her eighteen-year-old daughter here. Did Olivia receive these Same"supernumerary services"? They had to be special. It could n't be prostitution. I could n't have got broken the law.

Just two consenting grownup.

It was insane to call back otherwise. I panted and moaned, my eyes fluttering. I squirmed on the massage parlor bed, my titty jiggling as I came down from my multiple climax. 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 rima oris. Her tight tail filled my visual modality as she settled her hot pussycat on my cheek. Then she leaned over as her tangy succus soaked my mouth. Her breadbasket rubbed into my throbbing tit. Her small breasts pressed into my oiled belly. Then her pilus fell over my thigh while her mouth ...

Her oral fissure nuzzled into my pussy and licked.

I gasped as her natural language flicked through my bend. I could n't remember the last time anyone had done this for me. Go down on me. Her tongue licked with agile grace, stroking my puss lips still tingling from my orgasm.

Her hips wiggled from side to side, grinding her pussy on my mouthpiece. Her juices soaked my lips. Her shave vulva felt so warmly. Almost hot. I breathed in her musk. This strange excitement shot through me. I had never thought of doing anything with a woman.

I licked.

She moaned.

My tongue felt pixilated as it slid through her labia. Hesitant. This nervousness rippled through me as I licked again. I was such a novice at purulent licking, and she clearly had such skill. She flicked her knife up and down my folds. She fluttered against them. Brushed my clit. Stroked my pussy lips just right while I felt like my natural language just flailed.

"Mmm, that 's it, pretty ma'am,"she purred, rubbing her pelvic arch back and forth, grinding her pussy on my mouth."Just fete on me. Do n't think. Just enjoy."

I did. I relaxed.

Her tongue stroked up and down my vulva. I did the same to hers. She tasted good. I had no idea pussy could have such a wonderful flavor. A bit salty but mostly this tangy delight. My custody grabbed her croup. I squeezed her. Massaged her. I felt so yucky as I danced my tongue up and down Juana 's pussy.

She wiggled her rose hip from side of meat to side, smearing her hot cunt on my mouth. Her tongue feasted on my cunt. I whimpered and moaned, my fingerbreadth digging into her mean hindquarters as she pleased me. She built me towards another orgasm.

I hoped I did the same to her.

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

"And you 're such a pretty ma'am,"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 untamed. I groaned, my tongue returning the favor to her. I drove it into her pussy. I reveled in her hot twat cream spilling over it. The silky walls clenched down around me. Her succus soaked me.

Trickled into my mouth.

I feasted on her as the joy 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 rima oris. I fluttered my tongue through her sheepcote. I plunged my tongue deep into her twat as hers danced through mine.

We loved each former. Gave each other the most confidant of massages.

"Pretty female child !"

"Pretty lady !"

The bed creaked. My pleasure swelled faster and faster. Her glossa fluttered across my clit. I gasped, my digit biting into her tush. I found her own bud. I sucked on it, my nose nuzzling into her shave crease. Every intake was filled tangy bliss.

Her brim sealed on my clit. We nursed on each other. I groaned at the joy rushing through me. My fingers gripped her ass while my body trembled. I squirmed beneath her, my pap rubbing into her belly.

Her tongue caressed my button in a fast circle. sparkle flared.

I came.

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

Even more intimate.

She groaned and then her succus 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 mutual orgasms. The bed creaked as the joy swept through me.

Incredible bliss.

Wonderful joy.

"Pretty girl !"I moaned."Juana !"

"Yes, yes, yes !"she groaned."Oh, pretty dame, you are such a kickshaw. Mmm, I 'm glad you came in."

"Me, too !"My orgasm hit that wonderful height. 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 consistency. Her breasts were little, nipples puffy. She smiled at me as she drew on her lilac-colored robe."Pretty lady, you spend all the prison term you need gathering yourself. I 'd enjoy to stay, but ..."

"early adult female need your signature,"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 much paperwork, sifting through it to find what I needed. I felt up to it now. Relaxed for the number one metre in what felt like a decade. 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 computer was even tatty than last time. A faulty fan or something. She squirmed like she had something in her panty itching at her.

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

I paused."Next week, Lapp time ? Can I have Juana again."

Lee did a few mouse clicks."Got you down. Wand massage again ? Or would you like to try something dissimilar ?"

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

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

I was ready to face a deadening afternoon of paperwork.

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Oct 19th, 2021 - temptress Vincent nee Midgley

I frowned at the dissonance I heard coming from my son 's door. It was cracked heart-to-heart, like he 'd failed to shut it all the way so it would latch. It was an old mansion. The threshold were all of and could open if they did n't close properly. I peered inside, wondering why the bed outflow were creaking. I could just see him and ...

My eighteen-year-old son was naked on his bed and stroking his turncock. 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 man pumping up and down his prick. His thick, foresighted rooster. My jaw dropped at how hung Ian was. He dwarfed his male parent. 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 cunt. I should face away. I should n't be watching this at all. It was legal injury. I needed to give my son his privacy. 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 pant at seeing his young seed firing up into the air and splattering on his dresser. It soaked him. Coated him. He trembled on the bed, his toes curling. He tossed his head from slope to side, growling through his clenched teeth.

My twat exploded with lust.

I fled down the hallway to my bedroom. I almost tripped on my hubby 's golf nightclub that he 'd left out. Again ! I threw myself on my bed, shoved a script into my jeans, and cupped my pussy. I rubbed myself with feverish heat, the paradigm of my son 's huge, young cock erupting blazing through my mind.

I exploded in seconds.

The rapture rushed through my body. I whimpered and groaned, spasming through the forbid fantasy of my son 's stopcock. My pussy ached for him to be in me. To get across that forbidden subscriber line no mother should.

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

The guilt hit me the import I finished cumming. I could n't ever do that again. It was faulty. I was his mother. Why had that perverted thought filled my mind at all ? I felt so dirty that I immediately took a shower and struggled so voiceless not to cogitate about him sliding open the curtain and joining me.

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

How could I turn into such a foul mother so fast ?

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

It was time to tie Pam ( officially ) and strain ( unofficially ). We were at the perfect point in our life history. Stefani and Zoey had just given giving birth to my children, along with Stefani 's mother. She 'd gone from an jittery Christian to a lesbian whore to a sex slave who 's wimpy husband needed me to learn him how to palm her.

The ma'am 's contact Massage parlor had opened up a lot of fun for my harem. Zoey and Stefani loved working there.

"How can I help you ?"the polite cleaning woman, a blonde in her forty, asked. She kept herself in good shape, wearing a dark business suit skirt and play off blazer, her 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 button on my phone 's screen. She gasped and quivered, the vibrator now churning away in her twat. I slipped my sound into my pocket.

"Oh, is this the golden female child ?"asked the woman."Lots of couplet shop together for them these days."

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

I loved the way the saleslady fought her surprisal and kept a placid and pro manner.

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

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

"Of row,"she said and I saw something switching in her expression. Greed. She had the hazard to sell two date anchor ring today."Here is our ***********ion. We have a across-the-board variety of cuts, bands, and even gemstones."

"Let 's find the perfect 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 parry with her human elbow, gawking and pushing her tight posterior back into my cock. Her hips wiggled from side to side, rubbing against me. delight tingled through my body. My hands grabbed her annulus and slowly dragged it up them.

"Please do n't lean on the sideboard,"the woman said as she pulled out paint and unlocked the sliding door.

Lee jerked her elbows off. Her right hand darted behind her as I kept lifting her bird. The blue vamp rubbed at my stopcock through my denim. 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 black felt with all the ring 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 pantie 's hiked as I looked over her shoulder at the hoop. They were all so gorgeous. gold, white atomic number 79, rose Au, and Pt bands. rhombus of various cuts and sizes. Some had smaller stones embedded in the band, so tiny they were almost grains of Sand. sky-blue, rubies, emeralds, pearl, yellow stone I did n't know, and even pale-purple amethysts.

As I studied them, Lee pulled my prick out. My rotating shaft pressed into her butt-cheeks. Her left mitt would beak up rings, holding them up for my inspection. I shuddered as her right carefully skid my turncock down her butt-crack.

My sex slave sister was such a naughty delight.

I fought the urge to moan at the look of her unlubed sphincter muscle. A masochist, Lee savored sex desegregate with pain. Fucking her prick without even saliva would give her that mix of delight and burning ache she craved.

I had the pleasure of sodomizing my slight sister beneath the saleswoman 's nose.

"How about this one, passkey ?"she asked, holding up a adamant flanked by two yellow gems.

I pushed on her asshole. Her little rosebud bedspread and cattle farm. I took my meter, not rushing it. I savored the way her anal tintinnabulation surrendered to my cock. She engulfed me in her velvety embrace. Her hand trembled for a moment as I penetrated into her bowels.

"Those are yellow sapphires from Bangladesh,"the woman said."And find the cut on the baseball diamond. A superb choice."

"Put it to the side of meat,"I groaned at the pleasure of my sister 's asshole engulfing my cock.

An incestuous tingle surged through me. I went deeper and deeper into her son of a bitch while the saleswoman talked about gemstone and deletion and metal content of the bands. The heat rippled through me. I sank deeper into my half-sister 's asshole. The vibrator buzzing in her cunt massaged my putz, adding a spicier thrill to this moment.

I bottomed out in my baby 's dickhead. I had every inch of my putz in her. I savored that tight embracement. Her velvety heat squeezed around me. She wiggled her hips with her agitation, stirring her sheath around me while the vibrator churned up her twat and massaged the tip of my dick.

"Now this tray has some beauties on it,"the saleswoman purred, lifting up the following felt tray."I love this platinum band with the rose diamond."She held it up while I enjoyed my Sister 's asshole.

"Mmm, imagine sliding that onto my babe 's finger,"moaned Lee, her intestine squeezing around my cock."Oh, professional, it would fit just perfectly."

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

My hand slipped into my pocket. I pulled out my phone. I swiped the sieve on and turned up the trembling. Lee 's asshole squeezed down hard on my rooster while she gasped,"Ooh, ooh, I like this one !"

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

"Such a good choice,"purred the saleswoman. She said it to every gang Lee picked up."A front-runner of mine. Princess cut diamond to pee her feel like your exceptional lady."

"She 's that,"I panted, my dick ache in Lee 's asshole. She squirmed from side to side, moving her bowels around my tool just enough to knead 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 opening while I enjoyed the wonderful bliss of my sister 's asshole. It was so firmly not to make out the little jade 's asshole. To force her wild.

I turned up the vibration again.

I could just hear the faint humming of the toy now. Lee 's bowels squeezed hard around me. She trembled even more, squirming, teasing my cock. The joy was unbelievable. The rush of surreptitious, incestuous sex was pleasant-tasting. I enjoyed every instant of it.

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

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

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

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

"I 'm just so excited I could explode,"Lee moaned."This is astound, passkey. All these ring are driving me wild."

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

"Yes !"she hissed."Oh, I will, Master. I 'll let you bonk ... like ... like ... This one !"

Her representative rang out through the jewelry store as she snatched up a pack with a clear diamond flanked by smaller rubies. It gleamed in the air as her SOB convulsed and spasmed around my cock. The pleasure surged down my shaft as she massaged me.

"It 's just hone !"she moaned, her soundbox trembling with orgasmic pleasure."Oh, master, let me bed if it 's perfect !"

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

"Yes, yes, let me know, passe-partout !"she moaned."Ooh, and it has a better half !"She snatched up an identical bad with a pink diamond flanked by sensationalistic sapphire. Same platinum band, both ringing gorgeous.

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

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

"Such ... ebullience,"Nadine said as I fired clap after eruption of my incestuous seed into my Sister 's asshole.

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

The pleasance surged through me. My sis 's asshole milked my cock. Every eruption sent joy surging through me. The exhibitionist shudder of illicit, incestuous sex burned through my mind. My tool spurted over and over.

Lee trembled. My sister-slave 's delectable bowels felt unbelievable. The delight melted my view. hotshot burst. I breathed heavily while she whimpered. The vibrator 's arousal added the complete mix of delight and passion.

The perfect accent to my bliss.

"I 'll take away them !"I gasped."They 're pure 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 like about the price at all. Not when I had the everlasting appointment stripe for my sister. They would both squeal in delectation. It would draw them so felicitous. I could n't waitress to get hitched with them. Even if it would n't be legal.

Yet.

I would convert that. Fix this world. Why could n't a man marry his sisters ? Marry as many women as he wanted ? Why did the government get to fend in the way of our pursuit of happiness ? Gay matrimony was legalized. The traditional return on the origination had been overturned. It was a right to let us bed who we wanted.

I could n't wait to contend it.

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April 2nd, 2027 - Detective Nelson Sophie Tucker

"Fuck,"I growled.

How did this shell peter out ? Other than two viewer, who the prosecutors said was n't honorable enough, we had come up with null else. We were running into short ends to testify that Clint was fucking his sisters. That he had children with his mother. His aunt. depravation, sexual impropriety, prostitution. There was so a good deal to fall on the bastard and those around him.

It had to be perfect because of his friends. mightily acquaintance. politico, high-priced lawyer, who knew who else. He had networked effectively. It pissed me off. I leaned back in the small elbow room in the bowel of the Sacramento Police department 's HQ.

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

"What about his marriage ceremony to Pam,"said Sunny."He was supposed to feature spiritually married Melody at the like 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 trembling grounds."

"No, no, not bigamy."Sunny leaned forward. My immature spouse had this eager looking in her eye."It was in June of 2023, right ?"

I shrugged.

"That was four yr ago."

"And ?"I grunted.

"Think, Nelson. You do n't just throw off a wedding together. There are event deviser, the space they rented, caterers, wedding photographers. He had his integral phratry there. You think that nothing happened ? That he did n't relish himself with his Sister ? The ones we can leaven are his. Zoey and Alicia. And his mother, too. And his aunty. That 's all illegal incest. He might be able to fuck air 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 preponderance of evidence we have, the harder it will be for him to wiggle out from under it. All his powerful booster in the world wo n't economise him them.

"Start making the claim,"I growled, energized. Sometimes a case was a battle of Marathon, but that did n't stand for you could n't sprint in the centre of the race to catch up some ground.

To be continued ...