Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Out Of Control:(Incest/Taboo)>Ep22

Still, it was hard for James to watch. Instead he turned and saw his youngest leaning back against the taut canvas of the tent. Her eyes shut. Molly's blonde curls rolled over her tan shoulders. Her legs were pulled up tight to her chest, and her cute little pussy, exposed in this position, had settled into a deep pinkish. She was barely moving. Chest rising and falling in sleep. She'd seemed so agitated before. Of course, they both had been.

James had wanted it, too. To fill his progeny with... well, more progeny, he supposed. In the moment it was almost like there was a voice shouting his head -- a fist grabbing him by the balls -- demanding that he inseminate his daughter. But he'd thought of Christine, of what she'd asked, and he knew his marriage was worth more than that. Some rational shred of his mind pushed back, and he felt far better for his restraint.

Molly had been almost inconsolable in the moment. Now, though, she seemed peaceful. Like maybe -- God willing -- the chemicals had finally been fucked out of her body. If Molly had made it through, maybe all of them could.

For himself, James wasn't as sure. He felt alright but that hadn't been particularly telling before. Christine and Austin were obviously still in the throes of it. Mother and son grunting -- groins slapping in time -- like some weird familial acapella act. What about Alexis? James had been so out of it, he hadn't even given a thought to his eldest child.

James glanced around and saw a pink, bare body on the far side of the picnic table. Pert little butt poking upward. Had Austin just dropped his big sister in the mud to go fuck his mother? James started to stand, but his legs wobbled and so he went back down. He crawled around the table to where Alexis lay.

The tall, skinny brunette seemed as dead to the world as her baby sister. Alexis was face down in the grass, body splattered with mud. Crusted with... Well, at least Austin hadn't cum inside her, James thought. His daughter was on the pill, he knew, but better safe than sorry. And how weird was his life now that he was thinking the words, I'm glad my son covered his older sister in cum?

James reached down and stroked his daughter's cheek lovingly. Her verdant eyes fluttered open and she smiled at him.

"Daddy?" Alexis asked. Not James. Daddy.

"I'm here, baby girl," James said. "Austin and I..."

"I know. We all did. It's OK," James said.

"Oh, it was way better than OK," Alexis said, then giggled. "Are you and Mom...?"

helped his daughter stand. But when Alexis put weight on her left foot, she crumpled. James left forward and lowered Alexis onto the picnic bench. He couldn't help but enjoy feeling her naked body in his hands. Her ass was particularly nice. She felt muscular like her mother, but still invitingly soft

of her, she didn't show it. She sat back on the bench like this was nothing. Her little breasts -- bigger than her mothers' yet still nothing next to her little sister's -- sat firm and

ankle?" James asked, concern overwhelming desire.

up," Alexis said, "Oh Daddy, I'm

that Austin and his mother were still bouncing against each other in the muck. The tall brunette didn't seem to notice. She was staring off in the middle distance, like trying to spy something out

did stuff to me," Alexis said. She said it in a way

James said, "It wouldn't be your fault,

each other," Alexis said, then

fucking Mommy

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really giving it to Mom, isn't he?" Alexis said, "And you're OK with

Molly and I,

She sounded strangely

God, Mom your pussy is so amazing!"

right to be jealous of what Mom's doing right now cause she's your wife and all. But me and Austin. I mean. And now I'm

He took Alexis's head in his arms and held her to his chest. "No, it's fine. It's totally natural. You're fine." He kissed the top of his daughter's head. He kissed her forehead. She tilted her head up. He looked into

Oh FUCK! M... Mom? I

to

wide. His wife and son were still in the same position. Christine bent forward on all fours, head hanging down. Her little tits bouncing back and forth while her son

James shouted. It was so loud, he swore it echoed through the

OK, James," Christine