Hazel had a normal life. She was a teacher and absolutely loved her job. Going to work was fun for her, which is not something everyone can say. She had a loving husband named Frank who always looked after her, and let's just say he was no slouch in bed either. Hazel has been so busy recently that she had been neglecting Frank, but she promised to make up for it soon. Before their son and daughter were born, Hazel and her husband had wild sex every night, causing Hazel to have at least 3 orgasms a night. She loved his cock, but after a few years the sex became more stale.
Hazel was at work while her 18 year old son, Jonathan, was at school. Frank stayed home from work today sick, and he must have passed on his illness to their 18 year old daughter Isabella, who was also too sick to go into school today. Isabella and her dad stayed home bed ridden, and Hazel was worried sick. She called them numerous times throughout the day to check on them and they had chats, but by noon they both stopped answering her. Hazel was extremely worried for her husband and daughter, so she asked her boss if she could take the rest of the day off. The substitute teacher arrived at the school and Hazel left.
"You're so bad," Frank said to his daughter as she entered the living room wearing white lingerie. "Faking being sick so you can stay home and fuck your dad."
She straddled his lap, slowly grinding her body on his, pressing her pussy into his crotch. "Well what about you," she replied while removing her father's shirt. "Faking being sick so you can fuck your daughter."
He smiled and placed his hands on her ass cheeks. "It's not my fault my daughter is so fucking hot," he said, and then proceeded to give her gentle kisses on the neck.
"Well it's not MY fault that my daddy has such a big cock," she replied.
Frank and Isabella have been fooling around for a few weeks now. It started when Isabella caught her dad masturbating, and then decided to help him finish. It then progressed to oral sex, as they each have gone down on each other at least 8 times. Isabella loves sucking her dad's cock. It all led to this moment. They knew it would be impossible to fuck with Hazel or Jonathan home, so they hatched a plan to fake a sickness. Frank pretended to be sick yesterday as well in order to not raise suspicion. Then this morning, they pretended that Isabella caught it as well. Now they are home alone and can finally go all the way. They can finally have sex.
Isabella moaned as her father kissed her neck. She pressed harder into his cock causing her father to gasp.
"I can't believe we're finally doing this," she moaned. "I'm finally going to fuck my dad."
Frank stayed silent. He brought his hands back from her ass and slipped his right hand into her panties. He found her pussy lips and began rubbing his daughter's pussy.
Frank continued kissing his daughter's neck and rubbing her clit.
"Ohhh fuck Daddy! You're so good with your hands," Isabella moaned.
He started rubbing faster, giving his daughter waves of pleasure.
"I'M GOING TO CUM," Isabella screamed as she moved her hips back and forth, basically humping her dad's hand.
Frank removed his lips from his daughter's neck and planted a wet, sloppy kiss on her lips.
Their tongues danced until Isabella couldn't take it anymore.
"Aaahhhh," she screamed while she squirted all over her father's fingers.
They continued kissing until Isabella pulled away.
"Should we continue this in the bedroom Daddy?" she asked.
Frank smiled and removed his hand from her panties. He grabbed his daughter by the waist and stood up, carrying her. She wrapped her legs around her father, mesmerized by what they were about to do.
Frank raised his hans slowly along Isabella's body until they rested at her bra. He unhooked her bra in one swift motion and threw it to the floor, revealing her gorgeous breasts. His hands lowered and rested once again on his daughter's rear end, giving it a gentle squeeze.
Isabella smiled and gave her father another kiss on the lips. "Take me to your bedroom Daddy and make me a woman. Fuck me," she said, staring at her father with pure lust and desire, and pure submission.
Frank planted his lips on hers and began kissing her. They passionately made out all the way upstairs until they reached the bed.
After driving for 20 minutes, Hazel reaches her home. She parks her car in the driveway, opens the car door, and steps out. She shuts the car door behind her and begins to walk towards the house. She approaches the door and begins to hear muffled sounds. She listened closely but couldn't tell what they were. She reached for her keys and took them out of her purse. She unlocked the door and opened it. The sounds were a lot clearer, someone was having sex.
Hazel stood still, she was shocked. Was her husband cheating on her? Her questions were answered when she saw the lingerie bra on the floor, it was Isabella's. It had to be. Hazel does her laundry and it was definitely her size. This could only mean one thing, Isabella brought a boy over and it having sex. The thought of her husband having sex with Isabella didn't even come to Hazel's mind. The only thing that confused Hazel was that she didn't know where Frank went.
"He probably just went out to get medicine," she thought.
She went upstairs to go to her bedroom until she realized the moans were coming from there. "She's having sex in my bedroom?" Hazel asked herself.
Hazel ended up going to Isabella's bedroom and lied down on her bed. Isabella's moans filled the house and Hazel started getting wet. "Am I really getting turned on by my own daughter's moans?" Hazel asked herself. It's been so long since Hazel has had sex that any sex noises was going to turn her on. Her left hand slowly crept down her body and rested right above her pants. Slowly, it entered inside, and went underneath her panties.
Her fingers found her clit and began rubbing slowly. Soon she was masturbating furiously while listening to her daughter's moans. She tried to fight the urge but she couldn't anymore.
She got up and headed back towards her bedroom. Isabella's moans were getting louder and louder. Whoever this stud was, he was fucking her so good. Isabella slowly pushed open the door and was able to see her daughter getting fucked hard from behind, her gorgeous tits moving back and forth. Hazel knew she should leave. but she needed to see who this mystery man was. She opened the door ever more slightly, and she saw the man's face. It was her husband.
Frank and Isabella continued their incestuous act. "OH DADDY!" Isabella screamed as she came all over her father's cock.
"I'm going to cum sweetheart," Frank said.
"CUM INSIDE ME DADDY! PLEASE!" Isabella said.
"Uhhhhh," Frank groaned as he emptied his balls deep inside his daughter.
Hazel's eyes went wide and she retreated back to the hallway. She almost screamed but held it in. She ran outside, leaving the front door open, and got in the car. "Frank is fucking our daughter? OUR DAUGHTER?" Hazel yelled out loud.
Frank and Isabella didn't hear Hazel as they were busy basking in their after glow.
Hazel turned on the car and reversed, quickly retreating from the house. She called the nearest hotel and ordered a room. "Room for 1" she said to the receptionist. She began driving to the hotel, there was no way she could sleep at home tonight.
Hazel got to the hotel and parked. She was about to step out until she remembered something. "Fuck," Hazel thought, "I have to pick up Jonathan."
Her son Jonathan was still at school and she needed to pick him up. There was no way she could let him go home after what she just witnessed.
She got out her phone and texted him "be at the front door in 5 minutes, I'm picking you up early."
She drove to the school and waited for Jonathan. He came outside and saw his mom's car. He had just finished gym class and had a glowing sweat look. His muscles were evident through his shirt. Hazel could see girls looking at him while he walked to the car. He opened the door and got in. "Hey mom, what's up? Why are you picking me up early?" he said.
"I'll explain later, let's just go," she said as she drove off.
They drove in silence. As they drove, Hazel couldn't stop picturing her husband with her daughter. Watching them fuck brought her so much anger, but it also turned her on a bit. It's been too long since she's been fucked. It wasn't even just the sex that turned her on, it was the incest. Hazel has never thought about incest before, but watching a father and daughter have sex, even though it was her family, turned her on.
Hazel started thinking about her own dad. Her pussy didn't react. She then thought about her brother. Again, nothing happened. Then, Jonathan crept into her mind, and she felt her pussy tingle.
"Oooohh," Hazel moaned softly.
"What?" Jonathan asked.
"Nothing," Hazel said snapping back to reality.
They reached the hotel and she parked the car. They got out and started walking inside.
"Why are we here mom?" Jonathan asked.
"I'll explain everything later" she said.
She walked over to the reception and said "room for Hazel," while Jonathan sat at the waiting area.
"Sure," the receptionist said. Hazel and the receptionist filled out the paper work and Hazel walked towards the elevator not saying anything. Jonathan quickly got up and followed her.
They got in the elevator and Hazel pressed floor 35.
"Ok mom we got a long elevator ride, can you please tell me why we're here? Is Dad coming? Is Isabella coming?" Jonathan asked.
"I just need a second to process this," she replied. "And no, neither of them are coming."
"Are you and Dad breaking up?" he said.
"I don't know sweetie," she replied. "I don't know."
They remained silent until they reached the 35th floor. Jonathan stepped out first and Hazel followed closely behind, admiring her son's body.
"Room 356" she said to her son. They approached the room and Hazel gave her son the key card. He inserted it and opened the door.
They stepped inside and were both shocked. This was the most beautiful hotel room they've ever seen. They've never been here before since there was no need to go to a hotel room so close to their house, but here they were. There was just one problem.
"Uhhh mom. There's only one bed," Jonathan said.
Hazel remembered how she only ordered a room for 1 originally as she forgot about Jonathan.
"It's fine baby. Why don't you go for a shower and I'll call the receptionist to change rooms," she replied.
Jonathan agreed and went into the bathroom. He stripped out of his clothes and turned the shower on.
Hazel went to the hotel phone and picked it up. She saw the number for the reception and began dialling. She was about to press the final number until visions of her husband and daughter appeared in her head. She imagined them fucking and she started to get angry again. She needed to get revenge. Then, images of Jonathan began appearing in her head. Soon, his clothes started disappearing. Then, Hazel started imagining Jonathan bending her over, fucking her as hard as he could. Hazel snapped out of it and looked down, her panties were soaked. She looked back at the phone, and then the bed. She knew that she could share a bed with Jonathan tonight if she wanted. She hung up the phone.
Jonathan continued showering as Hazel was on the bed with her pants off, fingering herself. Fantasies about her son filled her mind as she finger fucked herself. "I'm such a bad mom," she thought to herself, but that didn't stop her from fingering. "Oh fuck, fuck me Johnny," she moaned as quietly as she could. Maybe if she gets the release she needs, she'll come to her senses. As she was about to cum, she heard the shower turn off. "FUCK!" she yelled, still as frustrated as ever.
After about a minute Jonathan came out wearing nothing but a towel. "Is everything ok mom? I heard you yell. And why are your pants off?" he said.
"Everything's fine sweetie," she replied. "I called the reception, they don't have any other room," she lied.
"So we have to sleep together?" he asked.
