hello! thank you for reading. feel free to skip down to the dotted line, this is just a little something i wanted to say beforehand. this story is the second part of an ongoing series. if you want context for what the fuck is going on, go back and read from the beginning. if you don't care, read on.
but first, a public service announcement:
I do not believe that incest is a morally right thing to do. I have not nor will I ever have any desire to engage in any kind of sexual activity with any of my immediate family members, and I am appalled that anyone finds their parents or siblings a suitable sexual partner. Or their underage children. Pedophilia is disgusting mental disorder and if that's what you look for in incest porn, get out. Everyone in my pornagraphic works is and will be 18 and above, thank you very much.
holy shit. i did not fucking expect this to blow up as much as it did. my god.
thank you all so much for your kind words and lusty letters ;). the story will in fact continue. i apologise for the slight delay, i just moved into a new apartment and have been busy. it also takes a few days for Literotica to post stories, and i want to make sure one chapter posts before i submit a second one, so please be a little patient.
someone in the comments pointed out that it was inaccurate for BOTW to be on a PS4, which does not provide the game. i apologize, i've never owned any gaming devices except for my pc.
Breath of the Wild
is just a game that i've admired and watched other people play. i know it's just a minor mistake, but i would like to be as accurate as possible in my work. from this point on, the Wellmans own a Switch.
they also mentioned that they were concerned that Amanda was obese(i'm paraphrasing obviously). i am trying to be careful when describing her form. the woman is not very strong(she doesn't exercise very often), but she eats a lot of healthy food. Amanda is not fat, she's tall with a healthy layer of cushioning. let's also try not to body shame people. big women are beautiful too. <3
the slow burn continues. my
sincerest
apologies for those of you who are hard and throbbing. *smirks*
again, enjoy and stay horny! ;)
- W
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Twenty minutes later, after a relieving masturbatory session with the sunscreen bottle, Amanda entered the house to find Alex lounging on the couch, tapping away on her phone. She sighed deeply, her massive breasts rolling to her sides as she pinched the bridge of her nose. She had been so concentrated on her son that she completely forgot about her daughter. When she accidentally chased him from the pool, she reassured herself, "Hubby won't be back until late tonight, you'll have plenty of time with Eddy today." Alas. The fourth member of the house had totally slipped her mind.
"How was your date with Zach?" Amanda asked as she walked past her and into the kitchen.
"Pretty bad. His parents showed up right after I did so we never got to do anything fun." Alex sighed. "Then he told me it was my fault for being so late, so I had to break up with him."
"For the best." Her mother advised. "Never settle for a man who makes you feel like it's your fault he's having problems. I would have broken up with him too."
Alex smiled at her mother, then frowned. "Why aren't you wearing a shirt?"
Amanda flushed when she realised she left her bikini top outside. She had been so flustered-- she was
still
flustered. She cleared her throat and used her best mom voice. "Oh, I was just trying out some European sunbathing. I didn't want the tan lines this year."
Her daughter raised an eyebrow. "You know Edd's still in the house, right?"
"Oh, he's been locked up in his room all day."
"He told me he mowed the lawn."
Fuck. "...Yes, I forgot about that."
"So you were half naked while Eddy mowed the lawn."
"Yes. No!" God she was such a terrible liar. The only reason her husband never found out she cheated on him was because he never asked her anything. The bastard only wanted to talk about that stupid firm. Or that he and Eddy had nothing to talk about except wrestling. Of course he had nothing in common with you, you fucking--
Amanda stopped that train of thought and took a deep breath. Her daughter was right there.
She sighed, "Please don't tell your father about this."
"Wait, so you
did
flash Eddy?" Amanda didn't like the shit-eating grin on Alex's face.
"No. Just--" She put a hand up to her face and pinched the bridge of her nose. "Just don't tell your father I was sunbathing without a top. He would be upset."
"Well, yeah." Alex went back on her phone. "Of course I won't tell dad. He's a fucking nutcase."
Amanda snapped her fingers. "Don't you dare say a
word
against your father. That man had worked his entire life to put a roof over your head and food in your belly."
"And insecurities in my head." She didn't even look up at her mother.
"Room. Now."
That got her attention. "What?"
"Go to your room."
"I'm twenty."
"And I'm thirty-eight and your mother." She pointed up the stairs. "
Now
."
"Whatever." Alex stomped up the stairs, slamming the door to her room.
"Where did that girl get such an attitude?" ...Right. Irish temper. Despite that sudden revelation, Amanda didn't regret sleeping with her ex. God that man had such a fat cock. She felt a blush rising to her cheeks just thinking about it. It was a good thing her husband never even considered the idea that his daughter's fiery red locks couldn't have come from his wispy auburn hair.
...
Eddy was now masturbating for the third time today, and still nothing was coming out. What was wrong with him? It was like someone had jammed a plug inside his urethra. His balls throbbed. Edd stood up and wiggled his junk around, as if he could shake the plug out. He didn't fucking know. He was frustrated and out of ideas.
The knock on his door made him jump.
"Eddy?" His mother's sweet voice gave him a pang of guilt. He didn't want her to see him like this, but another part of him
really
wanted her to see him like this. "Can we talk?"
Edd sighed and sat down in his bed. He threw the covers over himself and called back to her, "Sure, come on in."
The doorknob rattled. "It's locked."
