All Chapters of Taboo Heat: Tales Too Hot To Handle: Chapter 391 - Chapter 400

I didn't set out to seduce my brother, really; I was already fucking my dad, it just kinda happened. I was 21. I'm 28 now and living the weirdest life ever.I'm Jenny. This all began when a tree fell on my room. I have the room over the garage; I described in the last story, Pine Forest.As a result, I was bunking in the guest room at the other end of the house— over the office which used to be the master bedroom until our parents found out we could hear them fuck, which they do a lot. They built a master suite off the back of the house.So, the guest room is one of two bedrooms, separated by a bathroom with only a hall door. I, of course, stayed nude. Who's gonna care? I was twenty-one, Mom was Mom and, I was having sex with Dad, and neither of them ever came up here anyway, so there.Until a certain naturist forgot that her younger brother Kyle was coming home from college for Thanksgiving.I had just finished a nice long shower, topped off with a satisfying masturbation session usi

I woke on Thanksgiving morning, sort of satisfied and very guilty. My brother Kyle was a gentle sweet nerd. I'm certain that Becky was his first. My flaunting myself had put thoughts in his head, and mine. But I'm the big sister. Dad and I fell into our relationship, I guess we should have been—well, it doesn't matter now. I got dressed and vowed to remain so for the balance of my brother's stay. The succubus contained.If my actions had any effect on Kyle, I couldn't tell. We had a great family meal and watched football. Friday and Saturday we had family stuff to do. I was not disturbed until Saturday night. Kyle had to leave early Sunday. The same gentle hand on my shoulder. "Sis, come look."In Kyle's room, the door open, the nightlight casting a shadowed light. Him standing up from the stool, waiting. The telescope, poised like a seductress on spindle legs, calling, daring me to look.I sit. I'm wearing that same robe, and bare underneath. What were you thinking? I lean in and loo

Kyle shaking under me. His cock was swelling and twitching. My brother was cumming in my pussy. I came too, another flood. Don't tell my father, but brother sex is better."Ohhhh, Jenny, I love you." A stifled yell, muffled by my mouth over his. Feeling the pulse of his cock as he released deep inside me. Wonderful.Sweating, panting, me collapsed on my brother's body, our faces touching."Best fuck ever, Sis."I kissed Kyle lightly, "Same here," I lamely replied, "I'm leaking all over you.""Get up." He said.I scrambled off him and he got up. "Lay down, sideways.""Kyle, you don't have to..."He placed his hand between my titties and pushed gently, "I want to. Do it all the time with Becky."I lay on the bed, my neck and back against the wall, my legs spread wide. What is it with the men in this family, licking their own cum out of my pussy. As I felt my brother's tongue slide up my leg, I wondered what would happen if I had both of them at once.Kyle's mouth on my open and running

"Interesting," Was all she said, changing the subject. "Well, you have a lot to learn today, so let's get to work."Mom had tried to explain the business side to me before, but I wasn't getting it. After my classes at college, it all made sense and I learned fast. Mom worked and talked about what she was doing. I ran spreadsheets and compared estimates to daily work orders. Okay, boring business stuff but the result was a much tighter bond with my mother. Watching her move around in that micro-bikini was a lot more interesting than I would have thought. She shaved at the minimum, probably was lasered. I mean no hair anywhere and when my mom is a foot away, bending over to put papers in a folder, I could see the lime-green string bisecting her pussy and asshole. I was getting wet and confused. Melody did nothing for me, but Amanda? Am I that much of an incest pervert?Mom was all business. The micro was just what she wore. She'd lean over my shoulder and her modest breast would touch m

April smiled, "Yes, she is, by a lot. Please don't tell her."It was happening, again. My hand, out there, pinky curled, the girl, the girl whose vagina I just got through masturbating to, hooking it with hers."Our secret."I went back inside, resisted the urge to masturbate watching April clean the pool, stayed dressed, and got to work.So many, many questions. Does Mom know Kyle and I watched April and her brother? Does she know that the girl and her brother fuck? She must, who else would buy that telescope? That is, if she, not Dad bought it. Does Dad know? How did those panties, that I, without conscious thought had pressed against my face, smelling, and now tasting another woman for the first time, get into this house, and are they April's?There was no time for introspection. I had work to do.Looking over the order from Dad and comparing it to the estimate, I better understood my mother's difficulties and my ease. The stuff on the list. To my mother, they are abstract numbers