Careful You Dont Get Caught

This story is copyright 2025 by NaughteeDragon. All characters are fictional and any relation to persons living or dead are purely coincidental. Names of places or things are covered under fair usage.

All characters engaging in sexual acts or behaviors are at least 18 years of age.

A/N: This is for the 2025 750-word challenge, according to Word, from below the line to the end is exactly 750 words.

Careful You Don't Get Caught

by NaughteeDragon

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"Arthur! Look what I found in your son's room!" Ivanna stalked into the kitchen and slammed a small, dog-eared and well-used book down on the table.

I set down the small figure I was painting and raised my magnifying goggles so I could see. 'Oh Brother: A Collection of Love Stories.' I sighed. I would have to have a talk with my son about appropriate relationships, sexual consent, fantasy, morality, and a whole long conversation that was going to be very uncomfortable. I wondered where he'd gotten it. Hell, in the age of internet porn, why had he gotten it? The only evidence a website left for your mother to find was a crunchy sock.

"Have you read any of it yet?" I teased my wife. Her objection fell on deaf ears. We both knew how much she liked to read erotica, the kinkier the better. "We have three or four hours before he gets home. Want to find out if what he's reading is any good?" Our daughter was hiking with friends. My wife's blush told me all I needed to know.

Growing up as the only male in a house with my mother, younger twin sisters, an aunt, and a female cousin, I was well acquainted with incest-kink. I'd never tried it, but growing up I'd created more than enough crunchy socks thinking about my house-mates.

"You dirty boy," she teased me. Her fingernails trailed down my arm as she walked toward the living room. "Should I read it to you?" My wife had briefly worked as a phone-sex operator before we met. I nodded. "Will you eat my pussy while I do?"

This was one of our favorite kinky past times. The game was that she would find a story with a long build up and I had to make her cum with the female protagonist, but not before. If I got the timing wrong, I had to take care of my own problem. If I got it right, I got to finish the same way the male protagonist did. That's led to a lot of anal sex lately.

I stripped us both down while she found a story that sounded interesting. I spread our sex blanket on the couch and helped her get comfortable. She made it both easier and more difficult for me. The story was about a young man and his barely legal twin sisters, who were of course virgins but had been 'practicing' together. The easy side was that the boy getting either girl off would count. Not only was it more difficult because of the content, but the story was also rather long.

As the story described the athletic young man and his big-breasted, waif-like innocent sisters I began to kiss and massage her feet. What had started as a time-killing device was quickly becoming a kink for both of us. I didn't even start working my way up her legs until the young man caught his sisters fucking on his bed. I had to jump ahead rather quickly when he surprised us both by asking one of his sisters to teach him how the other liked to have her pussy eaten. It was a red-herring though. The girls insisted he teach them how to suck cock.

While the girls demonstrated a gift for fellatio that most amateur porn stars couldn't match, I raised Ivanna's thighs and used my mouth to make love to her ass. I had to back down a couple of times when her voice got thready and she began to pant, it ruins her reading voice. After the girls finished licking cum off each other's faces I got serious about Ivanna's pleasure. After years of shaving and waxing she's grown a patch of fine blonde hair around her pussy that is very pleasant to the touch but sparse enough that it doesn't get in the way. She stuttered as I swept my tongue through her delicate folds, then lightly sucked on her protruding lips until they were an angry pink and dewy with her lust. I strummed her clit, she grabbed my hair and bucked as the young man's tongue was flooded by one of his sisters. The keening cry of 'YEEEESSSSS!' came from both the character and my wife.

"Oh. My. GOD! What! The! Fuck!"

I looked up to see our daughter standing in the doorway of our cape-cod home, her mouth agape in horrified shock. Looks like I'm going to have two of those awkward conversations.