Incestuous Harem
Chapter Two : banging Mom Hard
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2016

Clint Elliston

My nineteen-year-old cousin 's pussy clenched on my tool as we stood in my dormer window window of my attic bedroom peering down at her backyard. From my windowpane, our backyards, side-by-side, could both be seen. Melody shivered, letting out a gasping, sighing moan as we watched in shock at our mothers kissing.

Our mother. Sisters. They were kissing in Aunt Vicky 's backyard, sitting beside the pocket billiards, both Old women in two-piece catching the last rays of the scene sun. And it was n't a sisterly kiss. My mom kissed Aunt Vicky with passion, her hired man sliding down my auntie 's neck to the strap of a red bikini, tracing it humbled and lower to auntie Vicky 's cleavage.

"Jesus H. Christ,"I groaned, holding my cousin 's turn breasts."I ... I ..."

"I know,"Melody said, squirming, stirring her hot pussy around on my cock.

This was not how I expected my Fri night to go. My cousin and I were best protagonist, and for the death year we had been kissing first cousin. We were both nineteen, a month apart in age, and had grown up together. Our mothers, for some reason, bought houses side-by-side. I grew up with melody. She was a tomboy who would rather trifle war or violent TV games than with dolly. But that did n't intend she was n't pretty. She just did n't flaunt it or wear a lot of makeup.

Tonight, after a strange dream where my dead dad berated me for letting the family fall apart after his death six months ago, he urged me to go all the way with my cousin. Well, it was n't really Dad, but my subconscious. Melody and I had been scared to take the final plunge into full-on incest. But when she walked in, wearing this soused tank top and no bra, I knew it was prison term. I was bold, confident.

I claimed her and popped her cherry red and we both came so hard.

Melody wormed the ambition out of me afterward, and I told her all of it, how Dad, or my subconscious mind, wanted me to get the kin back in line. To be the man and establish my mom, both my sisters, Aunt Vicky, and Melody 's younger babe who was in bearing. To put train back into both households.

By fucking them.

So it was definitely my subconscious.

"aunty Cheryl 's hand is slipping into my mom 's bikini top,"air gasped, her pussy clenching down on my dick again. She was so hot and wet, still swimming with the seed from our first screwing. I had n't even thought about using protection. We were both Virgin, so no danger of disease, but I could still make her pregnant.

The melodic theme of melodic line carrying my tike made my dick throbbing harder. My hip moved as I watched our mothers kiss. My mom 's hand pushed down the red top, exposing aunt Vicky 's bosom. finger's breadth pinched a mammilla. It was hard to see particular from my third story window, but it was hot. I groaned as I slammed my pecker into my cousin 's pussy, my finger finding her hard nipples.

melodic line groaned, her rose hip shifting, moving, matching the slow speech rhythm of my dick pumping in and out of her snatch while my judgement boiled with questions. Pleasure rippled down my shaft. My full cousin was so tight.

"How long have they been doing this ?"gasped strain."Sleeping with each other. Since Uncle Clinton died ?"

"Maybe,"I groaned."Maybe my mom turned to her sister after my dad died."

"And she 's always spending the night,"melodic phrase gasped."I just thought it was your mom 's drinking problem. That she was passing out in my mom 's bedroom but ..."

"tinker's dam,"I groaned, my strokes picking up, my musket ball smacking into her flesh.

"Clint,"she moaned, my finger rolling her hard pap while I nuzzled my facial expression into her sandy-blonde hairsbreadth covering her cervix."Is this turning you on ?"

"Yes,"I groaned, my eyes fixed on my mom slipping on top of Aunt Vicky, the pair kissing severe as they ground on the chaise waiting area chair. I could almost hear the vinyl radical creaking as aunty Vicky grabbed my mom 's ass through her blue bikini bottoms."So damned much, Melody."

I plunged my stopcock over and over into my cousin 's mean cunt, savoring the heat around me. My inguen smacked into her ass with every stroke. I loved the sound, loved how she moaned when I bottomed out in her, loved the smell of her shampoo.

And loved watching our female parent commit incest like we were.

Aunt Vicky 's hands went into my mom 's Bikini tooshie, finger digging into my mom 's form, kneading, pulling my mom down so they ground together as they kissed. My mom 's hips moved, humping against her sis like I had seen charwoman do in porn.

"Shoot,"tune groaned."Oh, shoot, Clint, this is ... This is so hot."

"Yes."

"Harder,"she groaned."Fuck me severe. Press me against the window and just pound me. I 'm soooo turned on."

I slammed into my cousin. I loved her so a lot. I loved sharing this violent moment with her, our anatomy slapping together, her face pressed against my window. My right hand abandoned her breast, sliding down her flat venter, feeling her muscles ripple as she moved, and shoved between her thigh. I found her clit.

I rubbed her nub.

Her pussy clenched so laborious on my dick. I grunted, savoring the hot friction. It increased the high temperature in my balls, bringing them closer and closer to boiling over and exploding into my cousin 's hot, squiffy, wet cunt.

My eyes were locked on my mom 's ass and auntie Vicky 's hands working beneath the disconsolate two-piece bottoms as I pounded my cousin-german. We were n't making love like our number one clock time on my bed. We were fucking. Our lusts were boiling over us as we watched our mothers.

"Yes, yes, yes, snap up her ass, Mom,"Melody moaned."Oh, my god, that 's so wild. Oh, geez. Oh, clit, this is so hot."

"Fucking A it is,"I growled."I 'm going to cum again."

"Do it,"she hissed."Cum in me while we watch our female parent be dirty lesbian. Incestuous dykes, Clint. Our female parent are incestuous dykes."

"Yes, yes, yes, yes,"I growled, balls smacking hard into her the pleasure rippling through my trunk as I drew closer and closer to an orgasm, my finger dancing on her clit."They 're keeping it in the household. Just like us."

Melody bucked in my arms. Her pussy spasmed on my pecker. She let out a low, throaty groan. She was cumming. I held her as she spasmed and squirmed, her breath fogging the window before us as her finger's breadth squeaked against the glass.

"Cum in me, Clint,"she moaned."Dump your cum in your first cousin 's hole. Our mother love incest and so do I."

I slammed into her spasming kitty-cat. I savored the hot, silklike human body massaging my dick. It boiled around me, made me tingle and moan. The room spun about me. I could n't consider this was happening. My mother and aunt Vicky ... Two beautiful MILF 's kissing ... sis ...

"Irish bull !"I grunted as my cum exploded from my dick.

melodic phrase moaned, grinding her ass back into my breakwater as my cum flooded her pussy. Her fertile, out kitty-cat. I could be breeding my first cousin right now. Planting a baby in her belly. I was the man of the house now. She was my woman. My lover.

I drew back and slammed into her a final exam metre, pleasance thrusting into my brain with every explosion of cum bursting from my putz. My left wing hand squeezed her knocker as I groaned through my clenched teeth, my delight peaking.

And then it was gone.

I leaned against my full cousin, sucking in breaths, my headway dizzy from the pleasance. From the charge of fucking Melody and watching our mother. Melody trembled in my implements of war. I took deep breathing time, kissing at her neck, savoring the tone of her rachis and ass pressed against my thorax and mole. Her hands moved, rubbing at my forearms holding her body.

"Clint,"she sighed."Oh, Clint, that was great. I love this. Love you."

"Love you, too,"I groaned.

Below, our female parent stood, my mom pulling auntie Vicky to her human foot. Her breasts were out, bouncing as my mom led them to the terrace doorway and out of peck. They were going inside to auntie Vicky 's bedroom to get to love.

"Shit,"I groaned.

"You wish you could follow it all,"line giggled. She turned in my blazon, my softening cock plopping out of her wet cunt. Her round breasts pressed into my chest as she slipped her arms around my cervix. I was taller than her now, the opposite of when we were twelve, and she looked up at me with hazelnut eyes."You want to fuck your mom, do n't you ? Like your dad told you to in the dream."

I shifted, staring into her centre. They glinted with something. Just a few proceedings ago, before I admitted who else my dad told me to fuck, Melody had indicated she would have a tercet with me. She would do what I wanted. My hired man slid down, squeezing her ass, pulling her tight.

"Yes,"I said."I want to have a go at it my mom. And yours."

"And Zoey ?"

I pictured my older sis, just turned twenty, wearing her tight jean underdrawers that showed off her camel toe, her trunk built like a brick house—a body she inherited from Mom. Huge tits, curving ass, long legs.

"Yes,"I growled.

"And bratty Lee ?"tonal pattern shivered as she mentioned her unseasoned babe, Lee.

"I 'd rather bend her over my knee and spank that ass for all the shit she does,"I growled, my dick twitching. Lee was a sexy, if immature, eighteen-year-old.

"And what about innocent Alicia ?"melody asked, her voice breathy."So flyspeck and lowly and quiet. Do you think she heard us down in her room while reading her ledger ? Do you intend her body is awakening to desires, needing her big brother to teach her ?"

"Melody,"I groaned, shocked by the heat in her voice while images of Alicia, my eighteen-year-old Sister, danced in my mind. She was slim, petite, with her Methedrine and light-brown hair in pigtails. She was so quiet, so antisocial, spending all her time Reading since Dad 's dying, withdrawn.

"Maybe she 's masturbating right now after hearing us,"strain moaned, grinding her hips."Does that make you hard ?"

"It 's getting me there,"I groaned, staring into my cousin 's eyes."You gamey tease. What have you been masturbating to ?"

"Me and you,"she bit her back talk."Others. With us."

"Fuck,"I panted."You need me to bonk my mom, do n't you ? You want to help me seduce her."I stepped back, working us to my bed, my cock getting hard again."You want to share our family with me."

"Yes,"she moaned, her eyes wide of the mark."I 've seen you look at all of them, lusting at them, and it made me so jealous and so wet at the same clip. I 'm your young woman, Clint. Yours."Her hired hand seized mine on her ass and pulled it up to her pass on white meat."Yours. I 've always wanted to be yours. Ever since we were little kid. And if you want former cleaning woman than ... than ..."

"You want to please me,"I grinned."You 're going to please me."

"Yes,"she moaned, my prick aching hard as I squeezed her white meat. I could n't conceive I was getting hard again. I have masturbated twice in one night, rubbing out back to punt climax. And once a few calendar week ago when Melody was out of town, I had masturbated five times in a day. But a third erecting, so close to my finis two, was unprecedented. But exciting.

"We 're going to bed my mom."

"And I know just how,"Melody purred as she pushed me back, her hand grabbing my wet tool as I sat down on my bed. She licked her lips.

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Melody Samuels

I was so turned on right field now. I could n't believe this. Clint 's cum leaked out of my pussy as my dirty imagination went wild, ignited by watching my mom and Aunt Cheryl kissing and writhing. It was so hot. All those wayward phantasy that fell on me during the efflorescence of masturbation—thoughts of other women, wondering what it would be like to kiss a little girl, to go down on her all while Clint watched—burned so hot in me right now.

Clint wanted other adult female. I wanted other women. Why not share them ? Together. Even if they were our fellowship. Clint was the man now in both our families. My Father, the sperm donor, had abandoned Mom when I was only an infant, not long after knocking Mom up with Lee—we were a year and a few calendar month apart. So Uncle Clinton had almost been like our dad. He would do the handiwork around our firm, often with Clint as his apprentice. And when me and my sister misbehaved, it was Uncle Clinton who spanked us.

Just like he spanked Clint and his sisters when they misbehaved.

His death had both our families off kilter, and maybe, just maybe, Clint fucking us all, keeping us in line, reining in my bratty Sister, would help put everything back to the way it should be. Clint was a strong man, he just had to agnize it. Take those steps.

And he was. The way he seized me by the belt grummet and pulled me to him when I walked into his sleeping accommodation earlier. How he had finally claimed me, taking our relationship to the next stage. I did n't manage that incest was wrong. That it was illegal.

I loved him. He loved me.

And I would show him.

"What 's your plan ?"Clint asked as I knelt before him in the space between his bed and the window, the sloping bean roof over our head.

I seized his dick, wet with my pussy. I could smell the sweet musk as I leaned in."Your mom always sleeps in on Saturdays now."

"She 's hung over,"Clint grunted, not pleased his mom started boozing after Uncle Clinton 's death.

"And my mom has to wreak at the university tomorrow morning with her disputation club."I took a longsighted, easy clout up his cock, savoring my kitty juices on him. His dick jabbing so long before him. I think he was great than an average dick. I really did n't have a lot to liken him to. I reached the summit, flicking it.

"And ?"Clint groaned, his muscular dresser rippling as he leaned back, savoring my spit swirling about the spongy, pink crown of his dick.

"And she 'll be alone, at rest. Lee will be out. She has too much vigor to stick around in the family. Your sisters will be in this house. I bet your mom will be naked, too."I pictured my curvy, blonde aunt lying naked on the bed. She had a hot body for a charwoman her age. So sexy and mature. And so did my mom. I hoped I looked as good as they did when I was ancient.

"Fuck, Melody,"groaned Clint."And we just pounce on her ?"

"Yes. Just take her, fuck her hard, like your dad told you to in your aspiration. She misses him, and you look sooo practically like your dad."He did. The same chiseled chin and strong bodies, the same sorry hair and commanding eyes.

"And you 're going to facilitate. You 're going to be there, enjoying her."Clint seized my hair, his fist tangling in the curls. He forced my sass down his cock.

I gasped as his hawkshaw popped into my lip. He grunted, my tooth scraping his dick, and I pulled them back. I knew not to use my teeth. I had talked to champion at schooling, learning all I could about blowjobs. I figured that was how we would start, me sucking him, easing into incest.

But now I was blowing him with two scores of his cum leaking out of my snatch.

"Shit, Melody,"he groaned."That 's prissy. I 've wanted you to float me for so long."

I wanted to answer him, but his hand was on my head, directing me, taking thrill. That sent a sexy thrill through me. He was in charge, dominating me. I think I might do anything he asked. well, anything that was aphrodisiac and within reason.

My pussy clenched. My cousin 's cum leaked down my thighs. I shoved my right hand between my legs, rubbing at my messy flesh. I was so wet and awkward. I savored the proof of our lovemaking as I rubbed at my pussy, exploring my labia. I tried to finger if I was dissimilar down there now that I had lost my virginity. I moaned about his cock as I stroked myself, sucking, bobbing my mouth and swirling my tongue.

My labia felt more swollen, and my slit was n't so crocked, but opened by his cock. I pushed into my plication and did n't experience my virginal membrane. No membrane of hide, fully of little fix, covered the entrance to my pussy. I had used pencils to masturbate, slipping them through the bigger yap, reaming the slim musical composition of wood over and over into my pussy.

Now I could jam two of my fingerbreadth into my pussy without blockage. They were n't as thick as Clint 's dick, but it felt so hot working them into my miry flesh. I shuddered, moaning louder about his cock while I probed my pussy, feeling the silky walls.

Clint had loved these silky rampart on his cock.

"We 're going to bang my mom so hard,"Clint moaned, his script twisting through my sandy-blonde fuzz. I was the exclusively rightful blond in the family—Aunt Cheryl dyed hers because it made Uncle President Clinton well-chosen. Alicia, Clint 's immature sister, was the next closest with light-brown hair."We 're going to bang her and apply her what she needs."

I wanted to moan,"Yes."

"I 'm going to ram my dick into my mom 's kitty-cat. Shit, that 's the pussy that birthed me. I 'm going to be intimate her so grueling. And then you 're going to lick her kitty-cat clean and jerk of my cum. A creampie. Damn, I love that type of porn."

My optic widened. Porn was the one thing Clint had never talked to me about, always growing embarrassed that I knew he watched it—what nineteen-year-old boy did n't ? —and I had always wanted to know what turned him on.

I sucked hard. Wanting to please him. I would lick all his jizz from his mom 's pussy. I would go through him. My fingers made wet, squelching speech sound as I reamed my cum-filled cunt. I frigged myself so hard as I sucked and bobbed my mouth.

I was hungry for his cum. What would it taste like ? Some little girl said it was everlasting and pitter-patter it out. But I had seen a few smut, and those girls all loved cum. They swallowed it because that was what guy liked. It made them happy when a girlfriend swallowed.

And I wanted to make Clint so well-chosen. He was my man. I loved him so much.

"Irish bull,"Clint groaned."red cent, your backtalk is so hot. prevent suck, tonal pattern. I 'm going to cum again. My short balls hurt, but I need to fire one last load into your sweet mouth."

I shuddered, my purulent clenching hard on my fingers. I bobbed and sucked and swirled my tongue. I was so eager for him to come out into my mouth. I stared up at him, watching the joy cross his case as I ground the cad of my hand on my clit, massaging the bud as I frigged my snatch faster and faster.

His fingers tightened in my hair. His face twisted, mouthpiece opening. His pelvic arch shook. And then his cum spurted into my mouth. Salty and thick. It was a piffling bitterness. A oestrus rushed through me as I swallowed the first load.

It was n't bad.

It was sexy.

The second squirt tasted even better. I moaned, loving how puckish this was. My pussy clenched so hard on my fingerbreadth as I swallowed his final clap. He grunted, shaking, and then fell back on the bed, panting so hard.

"Oh, Clint,"I moaned, popping my mouthpiece off his cock."Oh, that was hot. I 'm going to eat all your cum out of your mom 's cunt. I will devour Aunt Cheryl !"

My orgasm washed over me as I pictured my aunt 's thigh spread wide, her kitty gaping afford from her son 's big cock fucking her, his cum leaking out of her depths, dripping down to the bed cover, staining it as I crawled to her and devoured her.

My back arched as my pussy spasmed on my fingers. I shoved them in deep, savoring the walking on air while Clint watched me with hungry optic while sitting up on his elbow. My pleasure peaked through me as he watched me, and then I moaned, resting my head on his lap.

He stroked my fuzz."You are amazing, Melody,"he said."Damned awful. I love you."

I smiled."honey you, too."

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Clint Elliston

We were a mess. We slipped out of my chamber to shower off. Melody wore one of my jersey, which fell down past her hips to her upper thighs. She looked so sexy in it, her blonde hair tousled from our making love devising, her tit dimpling the dark fabric.

How did she calculate so hot wearing my shirt ? There was nothing overtly sexy about a man 's jersey, and yet seeing the lady friend I loved wearing it made my gumshoe twitch. And it was so sore from three orgasms so close together.

We passed my baby Alicia 's room access on the way to the lav. I paused, picturing her in there, small breasts jiggling, her petite dead body quivering, her fingers rubbing her virgin slit as she imagined she was melodic phrase.

What if she really did take heed us ? My attic bedroom was n't over Alicia 's, but she might have. component part of me wanted to throw afford the door and catch her jilling her cunt, but Melody pulled me down the hallway to the bathroom.

Showering was a lot of fun. We did n't have sex, my cock needed to convalesce after three times, but we played around, laughing, giggling, our bodies slippery with urine and goop. The hot water hummer lasted long, an raise Dad and I had installed just before his destruction. With three charwoman in the menage, hot water could be an issue.

We did our math homework while waiting for pizza to be delivered. Alicia emerged to grab herself two gash before retreating to her bedroom. She would n't even seem at me, her eyes downcast the entire clip. I thought it might have been the spark, but her buttock looked pink. After dinner, Melody and i finished our maths homework then cuddled on my bed while flipping through the cable television channels.

We settled on a cheesy repugnance picture. It had several obligatory topless scenes that had Melody giggling at how thin the excuses were to get the woman naked all while her mitt stroked my dick. That led to us making love a final time before we fell asleep in my twin-sized bed. It was tea cozy.

I did n't think my dreams—no dad making an visual aspect telling me to sleep together every char in the family—and I woke up to Melody sprawled beside me, her blonde haircloth covering her grimace. I watched her nap, loving how beautiful she was while my dick rubbed hard into her naked ass.

"Mmm,"she purred, coming awake."Do you postulate me to take care of that ?"

"Just aurora wood,"I told her."I have to pee."

"Oh,"she said, rubbing her ass back into me."And it 's not because your cousin has a cracking ass ?"

"Nope,"I grinned.

She rolled over, oculus flashing."Are you saying I do n't have a great ass ?"

I shrugged."Not why my rooster 's hard."

"It 's an amazing ass, bastard ?"And she punched me, not hard, like she did when I teased her.

I smiled at her."Fine, it 's an amazing ass."

"An ass you love,"she added, arching her eyebrows.

I reached around, squeezing her ass, pulling her closing."An ass I love. A great ass. Especially in those panties you wore the early day. But ... I really have to pee."

"Me, too,"she said and kissed me.

line followed me into the bathroom. Which was a short Weird and a little sexy. She wore my t-shirt again, so it was hard for me not to let her follow. When we entered the spacious, endorse level bathroom, she perched on the sinkhole, centre wide, bore to watch me.

"What ?"I asked.

"Never seen a guy pee before,"she shrugged as I pulled my turncock out of my boxers. It was still half-hard."Curious to see why you guys have such bad aim and get piss everywhere."

"Sometimes it does n't dash out straight,"I shrugged."Especially after I masturbate. And when it 's erect, it 's hard to glower it down and hit the bowl."

I relaxed my bladder and peed. She watched, peering past tense me as I hit the water and did n't get weewee everywhere. I gave her another look."Are you into watersports, Melody ?"

"Like polo ?"she asked as my bladder drained.

"No, people getting peed on or drinking it. People are into that. You can find it on the internet."

She wrinkled her nose."Eww."

"Well, you 're the one watching me,"I said as I finished, shaking my dick to get off the go few drops.

She slipped off the riposte and pushed in front of me, lifting up my shirt to expose her landing strip of blonde leading to her trim puss. Had she shaved for me ? Or was it because every daughter our age shaves her pussycat these days.

She sat down on the commode, and her stream splashed into the water. My cock twitched. A girl was peeing in front of me."I 've never even heard of watersports,"she said."I just wanted to be with you, Clint. To see things. share them with you."She gave me a gamy grinning."I 'll let you wipe my pussy."

"I think you 're into watersports,"I grinned."I think you want me to pee on you."I shrugged."I 'll do it if you want."

"Gross,"she said, giving me a sharp punch to the stomach. Not severely, she never hit me arduous. It was her way of showing warmheartedness."You are never peeing on me, Clint."

I leaned over her, unable to resist saying,"What if I want to pee on you ?"I cupped her face as she kept peeing."What if I 'm into watersports, and I want to imbrue your sexy body with pee ?"

Her middle widened. She licked her back talk."I ... well ... I ..."She swallowed."If you ... wanted to ... I mean ..."

Then I burst into laughter, and she let out a relieved sigh."Asshole. I really thought you were serious."

"And you really would own let me do it,"I grinned while my shaft twitched. An idea wormed in the back of my mind.

"Yes,"she said, folding her arms before her."I just ... like it when you take billing. OK ?"

"brand you wet ?"I grinned."Are you wet right now ?"

"I just peed. Of grade I 'm wet. It 's why missy have to wipe afterward."She stood up, trembling.

"Your nipple are difficult. And you would do anything I want. You would let me pee on you, and you would cum while masturbating, drenched in piss."I pinched her nipple through my t-shirt, my dick growing surd for real this time. Not because I wanted to pee on her, but because I had superpower over her. That she would give in to me, surrender to me voluntarily even if it was disgusting, humiliating. It was ... intoxicating."Say it."

"Yes,"she groaned."I would let you pee on me while masturbating. I would."Her buttock were so red."I 'm your girlfriend, Clint. You 're so punishing. I can absorb your hawkshaw rightfulness now. Do you want me to, Clint ?"

"So badly."I pinched her pap harder, and her heart widened and the cutest, sexiest groan escaped her lips."But I want to bang my mom. She 's next door, asleep, waiting for us. We ca n't disappoint her."

"No,"she moaned, shaking her head."Your mom needs you, Clint. You 're such a honorable son."Her script stroked my breast."And you 're the man of the house. Both houses."

"You 're my girl, Melody. You are just as kinky and horny as I am. And I loved that. I love you."

Those three news had such a wonderful effect on her. She melted against me, kissing me hard, my dick rubbing against my tee shirt, wishing I was touching her figure directly, wishing I was in my cousin-german right now.

But Mom awaited. My sexy mom.

I wiped Melody 's cunt. She shuddered, set over the riposte as I rubbed the john composition up and down her shaved pussy sassing. She was so wet, and not from her weewee. Her clit peeked out its sheath, and she moaned as I massaged it with the toilet report. I wanted to eat her out, but Mom awaited.

We brushed our teeth and took a nimble exhibitioner. That was torture—my dick was so voiceless. Then we both just had yogurt for breakfast, something light before we raced over to Melody 's house, my cousin dressed in her denim and tight cooler top, me in my jeans and the shirt she wore. I could smell her on it.

My sisters did n't emerge from their bedrooms while we ate. Zoey had work net night, so I was n't surprised, and I imagined Alicia was reading her books. I pulled air out the doorway with me, eager to make love my female parent. It was so forbidden, but after go night, sleeping with my full cousin than watching Mom with her sister, I did n't care. Incest was so hot. We walked beneath the chestnut tree tree growing in my G and crossed over to her lawn. I unlocked the door with my key—Dad had changed the lock chamber so the Lapplander key opened up both our houses—and we were inside.

"Well, I do n't hear music from Lee 's elbow room,"strain said as we headed up the stairs."She 's not home."

"Just my mom sleeping in your mom 's bed,"I said, reaching the second story hallway and staring at the door at the end. The master sleeping accommodation. My mom was in there, sleeping off her hangover and her night with her sister. My dick ached.

I marched down the manor hall with confidence. Dad always told me charwoman loved a strong, sure-footed man."Be bold."

I boldly opened the door. My mom lay on a crumple bed, the majestic canvass molding to her dead body. It was obvious she was naked as she slept on her face, oblivious to the sunshine streaming through the window. An empty box of wine and a wineglass set on the nightstand on her side of the bed.

"Smell that,"line said, inhaling."Pussy."

I breathed in, smelling the faint musk, my dick throbbing harder."deplumate the cover version off of her. I want to see my mom."

Melody licked her lip and headed to the bed while I pulled off my jersey and dropped it to the floor. My cousin and lover pulled back the sheets in a single jerk, unveiling my mom 's consistency. Her dyed-blonde hair covered about of her face, the roots dark brown. She had toned legs and curvy hips, her breasts pillowing before her as she lay on her side, her weapon system curled around them. I moved, admiring her bubbly ass and the nighttime dark promising such proscribed passion between her thighs.

My belt came undone. I pushed down my jeans and boxers in a I motion, my dick bobbing out hard. Melody returned to me, grabbing my dick, pressing her body against me. Her lips nuzzled at my ear.

"Take her. Give your mom what she needs,"she purred as she stroked my dick.

"Yes,"I growled, moving to the bed. I ignored the slight whirl of concern in my stomach. This was n't the fourth dimension to be afraid. It was the sentence to be bold. Mom needed this.

I crawled onto the bed, taking inscrutable breathing place as I smelled the scent of her spicy pussy. There was something dry on her lips, a faint lustre of succus. My aunt 's kitty. My dick throbbed again as I stretched out the bed beside her. My hired hand stroked her face, brushing back her fuzz. She was so gorgeous, lips plump, skin smooth. She took care of herself for Dad.

And now she would for me.

My hand stroked down her cervix to her chest. There was a tattoo over her nipple. I did n't cognize she had any tattoos. It was a circuit with three letter in it, forming a Triangulum. The alphabetic character C was on top with a second C and a V forming the nucleotide.

I did n't care what it meant. I had my hand on her tit. I squeezed the large, soft pillow. My digit sank into her flesh as I pressed my lips against her mouth, kissing her. She shifted, moving, waking up as she felt my rim. Her hand moved, grasping my shoulder, lips working against mine as she sighed.

My dick throbbed so firmly as Melody, naked, slipped onto the bed behind my mom.

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Cheryl Elliston

A man 's sass kissed mine, firm and hard, not like my babe 's flaccid brim. A strong hand squeezed my tit. I rose out of the haze of sopor, shifting, moving, sighing into the kiss, a ho-hum ache pounding across my skull. I breathed in, smelling his musk.

Clinton ?

Was I still dreaming ? Was my husband kissing me. My oral cavity moved harder, lips working against his. A womanhood was behind me. Vicky. My babe kissed at my neck, her softer hands stroked me. This had to be a aspiration. A wonderful ambition of all those passionate Night my sis and I shared our man. Our husband.

My helping hand moved, stroking Clinton 's boldness as we kissed. I kept my heart closed, afraid that the dream would banish if I opened them. I felt the rough husk as I traced up his zygomatic. He squeezed my boob harder, his digit digging in, so solid, so confident.

A hot tingle washed down my body to my kitty-cat. I squirmed my hips, the bed creak as my clit throbbed. The dull ache faded from my head as I savored the kiss. President Clinton 's tongue pressed into my mouth, thrusting so deep, so strong.

"Mmm, yes, buss her,"Vicky moaned, her voice more schoolgirlish. Her breast felt smaller on my back, her nipples not as fat. But they were hard. She humped against my ass, her pussy hot as her paw joined Clinton 's on my boob."This is so sexy."

Vicky nibbled on my berm, and I shuddered between my two devotee. My hired hand moved bring down, feeling the broad shoulders and firm muscles of my husband. His dick pressed against my pussy, heavily and throbbing, eager to take me again.

And I was so juicy. So wet. I wanted this. My compensate arm pressed beneath his body, pulling my hubby closer to me. My tit brushed his strong chest as he and Vicky kneaded my boob. My pussy clenched again.

"He 's going to sleep with you so hard, Aunt Cheryl,"my babe moaned."Oh, your son is going to give you what you need."

Son ? Aunt Cheryl ?

My eyes opened.

I stared into the familiar dark-brown eyes of my husband 's. But the fount was n't as reddish and weathered as it should be. Was n't as aged. It was my husband 's aspect from when we were teenagers just embarking onto our shared relationship.

I broke the buss, gasping,"Clint ?"

"Mom,"he growled and kissed me again, knockout, powerful, commanding.

"He wants you so badly, aunt Cheryl,"air, my niece, whispered, her small bosom pressing against my back, her pussy so hot, so wet.

Oh, this was wrong. Far wronger than sleeping with my sister. This was my son kissing me, his intemperate pecker pressed into my breadbasket, his strong helping hand on my back. My kitty clenched again, growing hotter as I realized what was happening.

Clint and air were here, kissing me, loving me. Sharing me. They were having sex. Everyone in the menage knew the span were in love—they were n't as thrifty as they thought they were. I had caught them kissing three times.

But they were having sex. Clint was fucking his half-sister. And now he wanted to love me.

"Feel how severely he is, Aunt Cheryl,"moaned my niece."Grab his cock. find it. He 's so huge. He 'll cave in you what you need. What my mom ca n't break you."

My pussy clenched again. They know about my babe and me. Hot to-do shot through me as Clint broke the kiss, his hands moving, pressing on my shoulders, pushing me over onto my spine. He grinned at me.

"Just relax, Mom, and I 'm going to fuck you so hard,"he groaned."I 've been staring at your body, aching for you. You 're so hot, Mom."

I stared up at him, my eyes misting. He was so handsome. Just like his father. I could almost imagine it was Hilary Rodham Clinton. They looked so much a wish except Clint had my nose, smaller than his Padre 's. He was strong, though, muscular and bold. His hands pushed my thighs apart.

"Do n't agitate this, Mom,"he growled, licking his brim as Melody nuzzled at my breasts. My eyes widened as I felt his cock rubbing on the wet folding of my kitty."You need this."

split trickled down my cheeks as he lifted my thigh, throwing my knee over his shoulders just like his dad would, my hips lifting off the bed, my son 's cock pressing at the entering of my pussy. I had missed his father so much. My hubby was so warm. He took tutelage of me from High schoolhouse. When he desired my sister and wanted to fuck her, I wanted to delight him so I helped him seduce her.

My baby and I loved him together, served him together. And when William Jefferson Clinton died, I had no one to serve. Vicky could n't have me what I needed. She was like me, wanting to serve and delight her man. She could n't secernate me what to do. She could n't seize me by the hairsbreadth, throw me down, and fuck me like a whore when I was naughty. She could n't fill up me with her prick. I loved her, but she was n't a strong man.

But Clint was.

He stared at me, rubbing his cock against the very pussy that birthed him. I shuddered, Melody 's mouth nibbling and sucking on my nipple. I moaned, squirming. What was he waiting for ? Why was n't he fucking me ?

"Beg for it, Mom,"he grinned, so confident and cocky."Beg for your son 's pecker to make love your snatch and give you what you need."

"Oh, Lord,"I breathed."When did you get so substantial, Clint ?"

"He just needed some confidence,"purred Melody."But he 's figured it out. Finally."

Clint 's hand smacked melodic line 's ass. A stinging slap. Melody moaned and shuddered, sucking so hard on my teat. He was taking his half-sister in hand, dominating her and giving her what she needed. She was slavish, too, aching to delight her man, her half-brother.

"Please fuck ma 's pussy,"I said, shuddering, my meat quickening. I was submitting to my unassailable son. To the man of the menage."Please, please. momma needs her big son 's gruelling cock to fuck her slit. She needs it so badly."I humped my hips, rubbing against his cock. I had to feel him in me. I was so wet.

"You 're mine now, Mom,"he growled as I trembled."Say it."

"Yours,"I moaned, shivering.

"And Melody 's,"he added, a grin crossing his lips."She 's my girl. She keeps discipline when I 'm not around."

Melody 's brim popped off. She stared at her half-brother."Clint,"she said, her voice a mix of pleasance and shock."Really ?"

He smacked her ass again."Really. Now keep sucking Mom 's nipple because that 's hot."

She grinned and engulfed my nipple, sucking so grueling. I shuddered, my niece 's mouth so athirst and wet. I groaned again, my pussy on fire. I needed my son 's prick in me so badly. He was such a damned tease.

"Please roll in the hay your Mommy 's pussy. Please. Mommy needs her big boy to—"

Clint thrust.

My son 's cock rammed into my wet snatch. My eyes widened. A Brobdingnagian groan exploded from my lips as his thick, long prick slammed into my depths. I groaned, shuddering, clenching on him. His shaft was thick-skulled than his father 's, not quite as farsighted, but his girth ...

Exquisite.

My pussy tightened on my son 's cock as my hips bucked. My breasts jiggled while tune kneaded them and sucked on them, her sandy-blonde haircloth spilling about my tits as my son rammed his dick over and over into my hot depths.

"Yes, yes, yes, sleep together your mama hard,"I moaned.

"You 're such a bad Mommy,"he groaned."A impish mom needing her son 's shaft to make her cum so hard."

"Soooo hard,"I moaned, staring at my handsome, nineteen-year-old son. He was such a stud. I shuddered, humping harder, our figure slapping together, his egg smacking into my taint."Ram that dick into me. piece of ass, yes. My son is a rivet. He 's a stud, Melody."

"He is,"moaned my niece as she reached across me to my other boob and sucked on my nipple, her tits pressing into my flesh, so labialize and firm with early days. My bridge player shaft out, stroking her thighs as my puss clenched on my son 's dick.

"You are so tight and hot, Mom,"he groaned."Your pussy loves my dick. You love your son nookie you. Say it, slut."

"I do love it,"I groaned, loving being called trollop."I 'm your slovenly woman, Son. Your slutty Mommy. My slit 's yours. You can be intimate it whenever you want. I love this cock. I love my son 's cock."

It was so legal injury, so forbidden to feel my son fucking the snatch which birthed him. He came out of me, and now he was back in me, so thick and heavy and ramming so fast into me. His balls smacked into my taint were all total of his cum.

I was n't on the tablet. Clinton had a vasectomy after Alicia was born. He thought five fry, two from my babe and three from me, were enough. Clint wore no protection. I was still rich. Only thirty-six.

He could breed me. My son could spawn me.

"Clint,"I screamed as my orgasm exploded hard and fast inside of me.

My kitty milked his dick, eager for my son 's incestuous seed as he pounded me hard. riffle of cloud nine flowed out of my kitty and washed through my body. I gasped and moaned, my back arching, grinding my twat intemperately against my son, my clit throbbing against his groin.

"You are such a slutty mom,"groaned Clint."You just came on your son 's cock."

"So slutty, aunt Cheryl,"gasped my niece."Milk his cock and beg for his cum."

As the ecstasy shone onto my mind, bright shaft of cloud nine blinding my cerebration, another shudder went through me. Another orgasm burst in my pussy at Melody 's words. My niece stared at me, her youthful fount flushed and burning with incestuous lecherousness. She wanted me to beg for my son 's cum.

And so did I.

"Yes, yes, cum in mommy 's pussy,"I moaned, spasming, so much radiant blissfulness warming my mind."stock your slutty mommy. You 're the man of the house. Our pussies are yours."

"Yes, yes, yes,"Melody moaned."We 're yours, Clint. I love you so much. Breed your mother."

"dickhead, I love you,"my son said, staring at his half-sister as he rammed his turncock into me. Then he stared at me, his eyes burning."Oh, you are a slutty mamma. Such a woman of the street. You want to be bred by your son."

"Yes,"I moaned, lost to the tabu thrill."Cum in me, Clint !"

I screamed out as flash as I could as another orgasm exploded inside of me. firework detonated across my imaginativeness. The world grew fuzzy with exaltation. The bed creaked. My pussy clenched on his dick. His bollock smacked against my taint as my breast jiggled and slapped together. I stared into his eyes and begged for my son to inundate my cunt.

To arrogate me as his, just like his founding father had twenty years ago.

"Mom,"Clint grunted, slamming his dick into me. His hot cum pumped into my depths. Blast after blast of incestuous cum flooded my rich puss. I gasped, my cunt milking him, massaging out every finis drop.

I groaned as I stared up at my son. Everything had changed. We had crossed the line into raptus. I shuddered as I felt his seed swim in my depth. A smiling crossed my lips. There was no going back.

And I did n't want to.

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Alicia Elliston

I could n't concentrate on my romance novel as I lay in bed. melody 's countersign echoed in my brain : Cum in me, Clint.

My brother had made love life to our cousin survive night. The words hung in my brain, rattling over and over since shoemaker's last night. I had fuss sleeping, tossing, turning. He made me feel so funny between my second joint. Made me squirm my legs. I felt like one of the women in my romance novels, aching for her lover to claim her.

To take her intemperate and love her.

I bit my lip and pushed up my glasses. My former hand crept down my night-robe. I knew it was wrong to touch myself and cogitate about my brother, but I could n't help it. Not since finale nighttime. Not since I heard them making love over and over. Not since I heard Melody moan those words.

I bit my lip as I slipped my hand down to my virgin kitty-cat. My middle closed and I touched myself picturing Clint 's handsome face, so gallant, so potent, so loving. He was just like pappa. I was wet, my flesh slippery.

"Clint,"I sighed, rubbing myself and getting lost to my taboo illusion, so envious of my cousin.

To be continued ...