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"Caleb isn't 15 anymore. He's 35 and perfectly capable of deciding who he wants to love and date. What gives you the right to interfere in our lives?" Then, she drawled a long, knowing "oh" and continued, " I get it now, you pervert. Your wife can't move or satisfy your needs, so now you're eyeing my body, aren't you? You wanted to keep Caleb away from me so you could crawl into my bed, right? "I let it slide when you secretly stole my underwear, you absolute monster! If you didn't want your son carrying on the family line, why did you bother having him in the first place? You might as well keep your pants zipped!"

We sort of fell in a heap on the bed, Mom's face in Lisa's crotch and my cock slipping from Mom's ass with a popping sound. "Let's rest for a while," Mom says, panting, "then I want to watch you fuck your sister, Jack. We only have a month until your father gets home and I want to make the most of it." We will make the most of the next month. We fuck, suck and daisy chain in every conceivable position. I fuck Mom or Lisa while they eat each other. One of them sucks me while I eat the other one. We all sleep in Mom's king-sized bed, with me usually sandwiched between their sexy naked bodies. Mom and Lisa both have voracious sexual appetites and I quite frequently wake up with one of them suck

(This is a is a story about mom-son incest sex, so if you don't like the idea, please stop reading.) I couldn't believe that the woman I always loved and cherished, whom I always had a crush on, my mother, would turn into nothing but a submissive pet, a sex-loving slut who would do anything to please me.

He was talking to his friend Brad about some hot videos they had watched. Then came the shocker. He talked about a video about a guy and girl only this time the guy had wanted to have sex with his mom…. The girl pretended to be his mom and resisted his wanting to have sex with her. He slowly started feeling his pretend ’mom’ and soon he was laying on top of her and kissing her neck. The pretend mom got all aroused and slowly let him feel her tits. I then heard Jeff say: “Brad, keep this to yourself….but….I wish that was me on my mom. She’s so sexy with nice tits, I would love to fuck her….huh?….you too would love to fuck your mom too? Were sicko’s Brad…..but I bet other guys wish they could

Our bodies moved together, me grinding on Jake’s face while Sarah fucked his cock. I reached down and rubbed Sarah’s clit as she rode him. “You look so hot taking his cock, Mom. Your pussy is creaming all over him.” She moaned louder, bouncing faster. “He feels so good, baby. So much thicker than I imagined. Touch me more—make Mommy cum on your stepbrother’s dick.” I rubbed her clit furiously while we made out. Jake’s tongue was magic beneath me—lapping at my clit, sucking my lips, occasionally dipping to my asshole. The vibrations of his groans as Sarah rode him pushed me toward another orgasm.

“I’m such a dirty gangbang slut… my son would be disgusted if he knew his mother was an airtight cumdump.” That line made my cock throb painfully. I pulled it out, already leaking, and started stroking as I watched my own mother degrade herself for eight strangers. They didn’t ease her in. They carried her to the big sectional and positioned her perfectly. One guy lay down and pulled her on top, sinking his cock deep into her pussy. Another immediately pushed into her ass from behind. A third forced his dick back into her mouth. Within seconds Mom was airtight — three holes stuffed at the same time.

“Ebony? Daddy kinks? Or BDSM?” Grace grinned a little. “Daddy kinks.” I picked a good video and started playing it on the big TV. The sounds of moaning filled the room. On the screen, a young girl was calling a man “Daddy” while he fucked her. I slipped my hand between Grace’s legs. She was already wet. I rubbed her pussy gently first, then pushed two fingers inside her. She moaned loudly and pressed her face into my chest. “That’s it,” I whispered. “Feel Daddy’s fingers.”

Every vampire conversation around us cut off mid-sentence. Lucien's face transformed. Rebecca retreated a step. "Lucien..." she whispered his name, her eyes brimming with tears. The lawyer's voice was cool and precise. "According to the Elder Council's investigation, Lucien Valerius maintained an extramarital intimate relationship with Rebecca Aurelian throughout the duration of his marriage, cohabiting publicly in a familial arrangement and jointly engaging in the unauthorized co-parenting of a minor hybrid heir." Gasps rippled through the crowd. Only a few familiar faces---friends of Lucien's who'd known all along---exchanged glances and quietly slipped away.

Thomas nodded and disappeared down a hallway. Margaret was in the middle of describing a painting in the foyer when we heard it. The sound came from upstairs. Faint at first, then unmistakable. A woman's moan. High and breathy. A man's grunt. Low and rhythmic. The sounds of bodies moving together. Of passion. Of sex. Margaret froze mid-sentence. Zoe's face went pale. Thomas emerged from the hallway, confusion written across his features. "Mother, Father isn't in his study. His coat is here, so he must be home, but—"

Her body was shaking as her words spilled out in a flood. “I will suck you every moment. I’ll lick your balls when you tell me. I’ll bend over the counter and let you take me as you want. Just fuck me now. Please.” Raymond snarled and spat on her slit. He smeared it with his dick and lined himself up. “That is better. A begging house slut with a pussy waiting to be filled.” He pushed forward, and the fat head spread her open, then slid inside. Naomi screamed and clutched the sheets as her pussy clenched around his dick like she had been starving.