Incestuous Harem 's rage

( An Incestuous seraglio report )

Chapter Ten : Incestuous luxuria Kindled

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2019

Note : Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this !

April 4th, 2027 - Detective Nelson Benjamin Ricketson Tucker

I leaned back in the chair watching the picture of Clint 's wedding party to Pam Hiragawa. My heart studied it for the dozenth time. I had several pads of preeminence written on what I 'd observed. There had to be something useful in it. Something we could catch onto. Every day, it felt like that son of a bitch Clint was getting further and further from justice.

Protected by his herculean friends.

The pocket-sized room, covered in our notes on the paries, felt stuffy. My shirt was rumpled. A layer of soil covered my cutis. I needed to shower. To shave. sleep. My optic felt watery, but I just could n't bring myself to impart. Not when this case needed to be cracked surface so damned wide the DA would own to do something about it.

A garish knock wrapped the threshold. I grunted something, my centre staring at the TV.

The room access opened."Hey, happy birthday, Tucker."

I grunted and looked up to see a feeding bottle flying at me. I managed to grab it. I clutched a bottleful of Johnny Reb 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, blue jumpsuit, his heavy gun belt festooned with equipment from his sidearm to a taser, cuffs, 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 wedding video ?"

"Uh-huh,"I grunted. The last individual I trained before moving onto detective was Nicholson. A sharp, young man. He was nearly thirty now with the stripes 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 whisper pillowcase the mighty Admiral Nelson Tucker 's been working for the cobbler's last twelvemonth with nothing to read for it."

"Yep."My insides souring."You here to snap my clod ?"

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

"Do n't remember."I shrugged."Ai n't nada there."I paused the video and looked up at him."How 's it going on the street ?"

"Shittily."He leaned against the paries."acting catch and release it seems. I swear I arrest a guy at the scratch 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 sis 's in the shit ?"

"She 's as dumb as her brother,"Nicholson said, a smile crossing his lips."She 's just out of probation. A kick no longer. She 's on solo patrol. Working out in Mae West Sacramento."

"Good to hear,"I said."Easy beat."

"It 's all the turd these days. She spends half her time covering other parts of the city."Nicholson arched his binding."I 'm thinkin''bout movin'on. woodland 's got an opening move for a patrol serjeant. power try and swing it with them."

"And get bored in the suburbia ?"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 flat one back, her vernal side a masque of Stoic reserve.

"We need to change 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 assuasive relaxation from the madam 's pinch Massage Parlor. I came at least once a workweek to relax and enjoy myself, usually on a weekday.

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

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

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

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

"Mmm, I 'll take care of you, pretty girl,"Carmelita said, taking my daughter by the arm and leading her back. The masseuse had a similar shade of golden-brown skin to my daughter. A naughty tingle raced through me at the thought of Laurita having her kickoff tribade massage.

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

"She 's so cunning,"said Lee, speaking English language. She knelt on her receptionist chair, wiggling back and Forth. I had come to pick up a lot about her. She had a Master who utterly controlled her in some unusual BDSM relationship. She probably had a vibrator in her buzzing away, unable to cum without his permission."I hope my daughter 's that cute when she 's that age."

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

"I think her pa can hold on her in line."

My usual masseuse, Juana, opened the door. She was Carmelita 's younger sister, a cute girl in her early twenty, dark hair spilling around a lovely boldness. Her eyes sparkled. In Spanish, she asked,"Mmm, you ready, pretty lady ?"

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

I stood up, my pussy soaking my step-in with my excitement. I never thought I would relish women so much. I did n't consider myself a tribade, but when I was here, it just felt so right to be touched by, and to have-to doe with back, a woman. To birth that grand release that a good orgasm could bring.

cypher more relaxing in the middle of a meddlesome workday.

I followed Juana back. She had a big grin on her aspect as she took me into the very end threshold. I had never been in this elbow room. It had a sign on it that read"Employees Only"on it. I gave her a curious feeling as she backed in.

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

"A two-way mirror ?"I gasped. I had been in that elbow room. The mirror room. It was an charge up berth. It had mirrors on all four rampart and the cap, reflecting everything that went on.

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

"Yes,"I said, my abdomen lurching as I watched Laurita through the mirror. Her reflection 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 service we offer,"said Carmelita."Ooh, cute tattoo."She stroked my daughter 's hip. I gasped, seeing a fucking philia inked there. When had my daughter gotten that ? The thin waistband of her purple thong ran over the eye of it.

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

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

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

"And ?"

"You do have a hot bod, pretty lady,"purred Juana as she untucked my blouse from behind."Just watch your daughter getting massaged while I take you to heaven."

I shuddered. This was so wicked. Felt so untimely. I trembled as Juana kissed at the back of my neck while her hands reached around my body to unbutton my blouse. My daughter was down to her bra and panties. Carmelita, still kneeling, tugged down the thong.

My daughter gasped in impact, grabbing her underclothing for a moment. She gripped it, struggling to keep open it from sliding down her dead body, but Carmelita tugged harder. She ripped the lash out of my daughter 's hand and down her boozer thighs.

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

"erotic love using that line,"moaned Juana.

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

I stared at my daughter 's croupe. I had n't seen her naked in a decade. This unusual oestrus rippled through me. Laurita had grown up. She had curves to her buttocks, though her ass was still tight with juvenility. Her body 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 live of her vesture. She had no mind I was seeing her body. She had a shaved twat, her plump vulva on presentation, her inner slit lips hardly peeking out at all.



Did my snatch look like that at eighteen ? I had thick sassing now, wet lips.

Our bras came off at almost the Same moment. My daughter stared at the mirror before her, not seeing me and my stave breasts come into view, but I could see her low tits. They were buoyant trivial hammock, almost strobilus. Her nipples were small and punishing. They looked like they could cut glass.

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

I smiled at that. Juana unzipped my wench and worked it down my wooden leg. The perfume of my rousing brushed my nose, a spicy musk. I groaned as her lips kissed at my plump ass left exposed by the loathsome cut of my panties. They were n't a thong, but they left the bottom half of my rear bare. I loved her mouth smooching and nibbling on my butt.

Carmelita put a blindfold on my daughter, a duncish 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 body 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 panty and pulled those down. I groaned as the crotch came away from my pussy. I shuddered as the material rolled down my thighs. My rose hip wiggled back and Forth River."Mmm, there 's that delectable snatch. Mother of God, but I love being your masseuse, pretty lady."

"I bet you tell all the fair sex you 're about to eat out that,"I said, feeling her eyes on my puss as she worked my panties past my knees.

"Does n't signify it 's not confessedly,"the horny sapphic purred. All four of the masseuses here were lesbian. Stefani and Zoey were even dating. They had been impregnated at the Saami time, both having a kid by the same sperm cell presenter, or so that was my understanding. I could n't see them fucking the Lapplander guy.

pantie off, she pressed her face up between my thigh 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 congregation, licking and teasing my cunt.

It felt incredible.

While I watched my daughter stretch out on her back, screen and unaware that her naughty mom could see her, I enjoyed Juana 's tongue caressing my pussy backtalk. She flicked up and down, caressing me, teasing me. I groaned, my hips wiggling from side to side. The pleasure rushed through my body.

"Oh, yes, yes,"I whimpered."appearance my daughter a right time.

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

It was incredible. Juana 's tongue stroked my snatch. She massaged my goofball with her naughty tongue. She caressed my labia and button, running back and forth. I groaned, trying to go along my passion quiet so my daughter would n't find out her mother 's spicy sounds.

This was so pixilated. I should n't be doing this, but the tabu thrill 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 vocation if this got out—but I could n't help it. I loved coming here, paying for Lesbian sex under the pretence of a massage.

My daughter would get a line that delight, too.

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

My girl stiffened for a moment as Carmelita 's oily men swept out and cupped both cheeks of Laurita 's ass. Fingers dug into those tight posterior, kneading her. Massaging her. I groaned, my pussy clenching around Juana 's tongue.

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

"Mmm, undecomposed,"moaned Juana. Her knife fluttered back and forth through my purulent faithful as Carmelita worked on Laurita.

She paused and then slipped out of her gown. Her naked body came into mountain, troll breasts swaying, nipples pierced by amber ring 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 thumb sweeping down into Laurita 's butt-crack.

My titty rose and fell. I leaned closer to the crank, my nipple brushing the smooth out surface. It was spellbinding to watch. Juana did n't down my puss to make me cum, but to keep me bursting with delight as I watched the seductive massage.

Carmelita 's hands slid down to my girl 's thighs. 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 thighs, staring down at her exposed pussy.

I could n't see my daughter 's puss, but Carmelita could. She worked her hands up and down my daughter 's thighs. My cunt tightened. I held my breath, wondering if the naughty woman would go for it. Would she touch my daughter 's pussy ?

Her work force came nearer. Nearer. I could n't severalise if she reached Laurita 's twat or not.

Then my girl bucked and gasped,"What ?"

"Sorry,"I heard Carmelita say.

"Oh, she 's pretending to get touched my daughter 's pussy on stroke,"I moaned, my lusts surging through me. I pressed my boobs against the glass, my frontal bone on it. Both my hands stroked across it.

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

"You sneaky squawk,"I moaned.

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

My croupe clenched as I moaned in delectation, watching Carmelita spending a lot of time massaging my daughter 's interior thigh right before her pussy. She spoke again, too soft for me to hear. My daughter squirmed, her anele ass clenching.

Carmelita must be rubbing on my daughter 's cunt over and over, stroking her hot physical body. I whimpered, this wicked heating system surging through me as I watched Carmelita 's hand shift ever so subtly. My girl 's legs spasmed. Her knee joint bent grass, metrical foot coming up in the air for a moment.

She moaned.

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

"Enjoy, pretty lady,"purred Juana.

I watched my daughter 's soundbox tremble. Her rear end kept clenching. Carmelita braced her exit hand beside her, leaning over my girl. The masseuse 's round breasts swayed while my girl 's moans grew louder and louder.

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

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

"Oh, yes, she did,"purred Carmelita."She 's getting her kitty-cat licked right now. In another room. Mmm, why do you think she comes here all the metre ?"

"mother of God,"my daughter gasped."diddlyshit in milk ! I ca n't consider that but ... but ... Fuck, do n't intercept. That 's so good."

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

I savored Juana 's clapper lacing and lapping at my puss. My delight built and built with my girl 's own bliss. I fought to keep my groan quiet. I could never let Laurita know that I watched this. My nipple rubbed on the cool course, my breathing time fogging the windowpane before me as I panted.

Her moans were so delicious to hear.

I whimpered, loving every moment of this illicit display. It was so hot experiencing a tongue overlapping through my snatch while my daughter trembled towards her orgasm. I shuddered, watching every instant unfold, so tidal bore for the explosive climax.

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

"That 's it, pretty girl,"the masseuse purred. She leaned over boost and licked my daughter 's ear, breasts pressing into Laurita 's book binding."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 pleasure bursting out of her as wordless pant. I trembled, my kitty clenching around the tongue 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 rapture washed through my eubstance. I groaned and gasped, stars dancing before my eyes. My consistency trembled, the bitch 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 archway up into the air. The masseuse bed she lay on creaked and groaned beneath her enraptured passion. My pump pounded with excitement as I witnessed the wild passion.

My daughter was so beautiful.

My orgasm hit its peak. I panted as I watched Laurita wiggle and tremor. She bucked a final time and then Carmelita pulled her fingerbreadth away. She straightened and sucked off my daughter 's slit cream. What did Laurita gustatory perception like ?

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

Juana stood up."Mmm, pretty madam, 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 girl as long as I could, panting and shuddering. Then we were in the hallway, both Juana and myself naked. Her pocket-size breasts quivered as she led me the few steps to the door to the mirror room. Juana put her finger's breadth to her brim, the external gesture for quiet.

She slowly and oh, so carefully opened the door.

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

"Oh, pretty young woman, your pussycat gustatory perception so good,"Carmelita purred."I just have to eat you out."

"Shit in the Milk,"gasped my daughter. I never heard her curse so much in her life."What is up with this massage sitting room ? Did my mom really bring me here and pay a lesbian to make 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 crazy. You 're a clump of whores here."

"Yes, we are."

I shuddered as Juana led me silently around my daughter 's massage bed. My heart pounded in my chest as I was brought to the end of the table. Laurita 's legs were parted wide, her cunt 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 mild. Sweeter.

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

"mother of God."My daughter 's thighs squeezed shut and fret together, hiding her twat from my raft."I do. Eat my dollar, lesbian."

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

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

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

"seed 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 second joint, 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 jounce. Carmelita sank to the base and pressed her nerve into Juana 's pussy.

They were fan, too ?

Juana winked at me.

It made me wonder about my admirer. Olivia Richard Wright had been bringing her girl here for year. Ever since she 'd turned eighteen. Did she and Phillipa have sex, too ? Where they secret, gay woman lovers, reveling in the incestuous delectation I was about to bask ?

My manpower slid up my daughter 's thighs. She squirmed, her face torture. My essence pounded in my chest. It thundered, pumping hot blood through my venous blood vessel. My breath quickened. This flighty flutter danced through my guts.

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

"stoppage 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 expression into my girl 's slit lips. I 'd eat Juana out so many times during my"massages,"and enjoyed the other three masseuses from fourth dimension to time when they had to pitch-hit for my favorite.

None of those prison term had ever been as hot as this.

I tasted my daughter 's hardly legal passion. The incestuous smell of her familiar juices. My tongue licked up her flesh. She gasped and shuddered as I caressed up to her clit. Her thigh tightened around my face.

"Oh, yes, lesbian ! Ooh, lick my pussy with that hungry tongue. You like the taste of my snatch, do n't you ? Yeah, you do. Get that naughty tongue in me, whore !"

My daughter had no idea who ate her cunt out. I reveled in the dirty Book she called me as my tongue fluttered up and down her folds. I drank in her spicy emollient. I savored all these incestuous smack. My spit danced through her pussy backtalk. I caressed her. Teased her. I drove her wild. I loved how she gasped and moaned. How she whimpered and groaned.

I thrust my tongue into her profoundness. No virgin here. My daughter 's pussy accepted my clapper. She gasped and moaned, having no estimation her mother 's knife swirled through her astuteness. 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 slit ! Mmm, just feel you go at it. Just devour me. So athirst for my pussy, are n't you ?"

I was.

I thrust my hands beneath her butt-cheeks. My pussy was on fire. I could n't answer her, just have sex her. My coxa wiggled back and Forth. I ignored my burn bitch and feasted on my daughter 's delectable cuckoo. My tongue fluttered up and down her prick, caressing her puss lips.

tease her flesh.

Her groan were so sweet. They sang through the air. Her thighs squeezed about my nerve. Her body bucked, humping against me. Her peel felt so satiny on my cheek 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 bliss. 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 lesbian ! Ooh, suck on my clit !"

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

"roll in the hay, yes !"she moaned."You 're going to make me cum."

It was a hot pleasure to hear. To listen and live my girl 's pleasure. I abandoned her clit, wanting to lick her again. To be in her. My tongue thrust into her snatch and swirled around inside of her incestuous depths. Her spicy ointment soaked it.

My fingers dug into her rump, holding her tight. I devoured my daughter with thirst. Her moan grew louder. Her succus hotter. They coated my backtalk and chin. I reveled in them. I loved every moment of her hot cream on my mouth.

The out delight of her pussy.

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

Her pussy juice gushed out of her. They flooded my mouth. I groaned and imbibe them down. My clapper licked and lapped up her ointment. I devoured the bliss flooding out of her. I savored every moment of her pussy juice gushing out into my thirsty mouth.

My spit fluttered up and down her hot cuntlips. I licked her up as her moan echoed through the elbow room. In reflections, I watched her physical structure tremble through her climax, blissfully unaware that her naughty mamma ate her out.

"Carmelita, you fucking lesbian whore !"gasped my daughter."Mother of God, no marvel Mom comes here ! Shit, this is incredible !"

My tongue licked up all the juices flooding out of her while my own cunt burned and shuddered. Her diminished bosom jiggled, those embrown tit so suckable. I wanted to do this to her again. To cook her cum.

She panted as I lifted my fount, her ointment spilling down my features. I shuddered and slid off the table. Juana trembled through her own climax, her hand clamped over her rima oris to keep from making noises.

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

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

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

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

The bit we were in the hall, I shoved my hand between my thigh and frigged my pussy. I gasped and moaned, cumming in a hot flash, my daughter 's juices 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 devotee 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 comrade. And Lee 's brother, 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 bliss."astonish !"

I trembled as I dressed and slipped into the waiting room. Lee had this juicy flicker in her eyes. She had to bonk what was going on. She squirmed. A moment 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 easygoing than finding a man."I winked at her."Besides, there are no risks. 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 senior than her now."So, do you need to come back next week ?"

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

"Sounds like it,"I said, eager for another fortune 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 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 Sir Thomas More and more aloof from my husband.

My son 's cock had n't come from Arthur 's slope of the household. I did n't know a rooster could get that big. Ian packed a monster, and I wanted to savour it.

Now, sitting in my new apartment, the last box unpacked on moving day, I cracked open a bottle 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 twat grew hotter and hotter as I squirmed. I closed my center and pictured Ian 's cock for the millionth time. I 'd glimpsed him a few more times since that black day, wanting to do more than sentry. But it was wrong. I was his mother. I brought him into this world. I could n't do that to him.

But that big dick ... Thrusting hard and strong before him. He could slither back into my puss. give to his mother. Was that so faulty ?

I knew it was, but the more wine I drank, the hornier and hornier I grew. matter like ethics did n't matter. Not with something as carnal and passionate as my desire for Ian. I would hump my son. Teach him about how to please a womanhood. Let him enjoy every bit of my body. I 'd gotten in figure. For him.

I hoped to feel his eyes on me. To observe my tighter ass and matte venter. The chant thighs. He 'd peek at me in my yoga knickers and a mutant bra as I prepared to do my drill. 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 muddy whore like his mother.

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

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

"Mmm, I 'll be such a dirty tart for you, Ian,"I moaned, my cunt growing juicier. I stared at my life room, all alone, the ledge covered in knickknacks."Let me usher you what Mommy can do."

I stood up and gasped as the floor felt slanted. I shook my mind and caught myself on the shelf, rattling my solicitation of glass figurine. I straightened and then peeled off my old t-shirt and threw it to the floor. My breasts heaved in my enceinte sports bra. I unpinned my blonde tomentum from the bun I put it up in, letting it spill down to my neck.

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

I popped off my athletics bra. My bombastic tit spilled out. Those big, soft, plush dumbbell that Cy Young men were obsessed with. I 'd learned this word from another divorced friend of mine. MILF. Mother I 'd Love to Fuck. I could be a MILF.

For Ian.

I lifted my right titty and sucked on my own teat, nursing on it with thirst. Pleasure shot down to my puss 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 monotone belly to my sweat gasp. I pushed them down, working awkwardly one-handed as I swayed to the fire in my belly.

I kept sucking and breast feeding, imagining all the gamy matter my son would say to me. He 'd stroke that massive tool, the muscles in his subdivision rippling. So turned on by his hot mommy. My puss clenched, my poor panties a sodden mess.

I released my knocker. It fell down and bounced before me. I saw it swaying in the reflection on the TV 's calamitous cover. I shuddered, spotting my curvy form. I pushed down my panties, this unfounded heat building and building in me.

Naked, I threw myself on the cast, grabbed the wine bottle, and brought the narrow end to my pussy. I pressed the assuredness glass through my blonde bush and against my hot flesh. Ian burned in my head. Tall, blond, athletic. A strapping, young man. Not fat. Not balding. He was gorgeous. His bluing middle stared at me.

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

The narrow neck opening reached deeper into me than my hubby 's cock. I gripped the wider bottle, pumping it in and out of my naughty snatch. The pleasure rippled through my material body. I squirmed on the couch, my boobs heaving.

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

I plunged the glass quill in and out of my pussycat. I groaned every time the shoulder widened to the body, my cuntlips stretching for a moment. But it was too thick for my snatch to unsay. I shuddered at the imperfect toy. I did n't wish. I was so sour on.

My son fucked me hard in my resource. He squeezed my big tit. He loved them. He pounded me with love. He did n't obligate back. He gave me such pleasure. My lemony musk filled my nose, my stimulation growing with every surd plunge of my son 's cock into my cunt.

"Yes, yes, just like that !"I whimpered, my orgasm construction and building with every thrusting. I kept my heart squeezed shut."screw your naughty mom !"

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

"beloved you, too !"

My toes curled. My pes rubbed across the carpeted floor. I whimpered and groaned, the pleasure building and building in my cunt. Every thrust brought me closer and nearer to my incestuous coming. Picturing my son over me, his brawn flexing as he pounded me, had me on fire.

That big hawkshaw of his stretched out my puss. Fucked me better than his father ever had. He gave me pleasure. He knew how to love my cunt. I gasped and squealed, my cunt clenching around him tight. Hard.

"Fuck your mommy so hard !"I moaned."Your big cock is giving your mamma such pleasance ! Oh, yes, yes !"

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

"Yes, yes, and you can riposte to it whenever you want, Ian !"I moaned, jamming the nursing bottle deep into my cunt, my twat back talk stretching around the widening cervix. I kept pushing on the bottom, wanting to pack as much in me as I could.

My left hand squeezed my tit. I dug my finger's breadth into it as I forced another inch of the bottle into my racy slit, my cuntlips stretching to immerse that across-the-board shaft. I whimpered, moaned, the pleasure surging through me.

"Mom !"Ian groaned.

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

My pussy convulsed and writhed around the bottle. Waves of transport swept through me. I rode them as I masturbated to my incestuous fancy. 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 moan sang through the air. I tossed my capitulum, whimpering and groaning in delight. My snatch writhed around the bottle. The pleasure surged to the pinnacle in me.

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

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

"Oh, my god,"I moaned in scummy shame and embarrassment. I ripped the feeding bottle out of my puss as he turned away.

"Sorry, Mom !"he gasped.

I fled down the hallway, my brass burning with mortification. I slammed the room access shut behind me. Did he know I was thinking about him ? Did he realize it ? My entire eubstance quaked. Such mightily embarrassment filled me.

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

"It 's O.K.,"I whimpered, wanting to just mellow into a puddle and soak into the carpet. I had n't been this embarrassed since high schooling."I should n't ... Not in the livelihood way ... I 'm so drab you had to see that."

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

I groaned and threw myself on the bed. That was cypher like my fancy. No Ian pouncing on me. No getting ravished. I did n't acknowledge if I could ever face my son again. He saw me with a wine-coloured bottle in my pussy.

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

Only, I heard him in his bedroom. The bedsprings creaked. This rhythmic sound. My head lifted. I padded to the wall, pressed my ear against it, and heard leaden breathing. I bit my lip and listened to my son masturbating.

Was he thought process 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 friends and I burst into giggles. We were sipping vino tank, buzzing on the drinks. I felt so naughty. I was newly turned 18, at a party with no parents around, and now there were guys ripping off their trunks, their peter popping out. Girls squealed in laughter as they jumped naked in the pool.

"Let 's go, girls !"one of them shouted, a raw sienna, blonde guy I did n't jazz."Let 's see those tops come off ! Get those muff out !"

"Oh, my god,"I gasped, giggling loud as another guy thrust down his luggage compartment, his cock spring out half-hard. Then a girl ripped off her top. She was an older girl at my college. She swung her flowery bikini top over her head like a Lasso then dive in.

My heart darted around and I gasped to see my brother, Jaiden. He had two geezerhood on me, marvelous and strapping, his deep-brown hide gleaming in the sunlight as he thrust down his underdrawers. I could n't think he was doing it, his hammer spilling out.

He proved the legend about pitch blackness guys right. A mathematical group of girls all moaned in pleasure. Guys groaned, knowing they were outmatched by his prowess. My eyes were locked on him, watching it twitch. Grow harder. Longer. I shuddered, this wicked passion edifice and building in me. What was wrong with me ?

Why was I staring at my brother and his cock ? This heat rippled through me. My heart fluttered. It was gorgeous. A juicy itch built in my virgin pussy. I clutched the half-drunk wine-colored cooler in my hand, my profligate on flak. It had to be the hard drink, right.

I was n't lusting for my brother 's dick. 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 sure what to do as guys wolf-whistled, staring at my boob and ...

My comrade stared at my chest. His eyes were locked on them while his cock reached its broad cinch, thrusting out before him. I shuddered as I saw the passion in his gaze. He licked his lip before he wrenched his gaze away from my titty and dove into the pool.

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

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

My"short little girl"skipped by in a nasty ashen and pink frock.

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

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

Her skirt fluttered as she vanished up the steps. I followed after her, my feet pounding on the footprint. She raced up them and reached the second floor. Then her footstep rushed down to the hallway up to my old attic bedroom.

It was now my two oldest daughters'room. They were n't home. Alicia wanted to fool around in their girlish abode. That naughty minx. She made my putz arduous. I chased up the stair after her, taking them two at a time.

I burst into the schoolgirlish room, satiate animal covering their feed bunk bottom stacked against the just paries with enough ceiling clearance. Dolls were everywhere, scattered across the floor. Alicia leaned against one of the two windows. She bent over to it, her frock 's chick riding up those tights. She wiggled her ass.

"Ooh, ooh, pappa, aspect !"she said."We have new neighbors."

"What ?"I asked, my tool lead in my jeans and packer.

I unsnapped the fastener and reached the windowpane. I pressed my strong prick into my little sister 's ass. I peered out and noticed the moving van unloading article of furniture. A young womanhood, not more than twenty with her black hair in a ponytail, was talking to the Hispanic public mover. Another man, also brown-haired and approaching 30, carried a grievous box from the back of a Toyota Corolla.

"New neighbour !"Alicia squealed, rubbing her rump into my crotch."Mmm, we 're going to have to find out if they 're our sorting of the great unwashed, Daddy."

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

I knew that the menage had been for cut-rate sale, I just did n't realize it had sold already. I hoped we 'd get some understanding neighbors. citizenry who could value the incestuous modus vivendi. A Pres Young couple ... Who knew what sort of kinky thing we could lead them into.

As I hiked my little sister 's skirt, a hungriness arose in me. Pam definitely needed to take on them. She had a talent for leading people to incest.

To be continued ...