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 third 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, your good old 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.
i'm back! kind of. it's been a bit, but i finished another section. don't expect another one of these for a while. sorry. i have school.
i'd also like to let y'all know that part five is in the works! it's just nowhere close to being finished!(maybe i can get it done over winter break. no promises tho)
again, sorry!
i'd like to thank everyone who's sticking with the story.(and everyone who's dropped by!) i went out on a limb here and set up some more plot. if that's not your thing, let me know. it seemed interesting at the time, but now i'm not 100% sure. plot in porn always seems like a bit of a gamble, but this will open up more conflict opportunities(makes the sexy scenes hotter, trust me). part five is also using some of these plot elements, so it's too late to change that.
anyway, thank you so much for reading! as always, feel free to leave a comment with your suggestions. i would like to improve my writing with constructive criticism.
- W
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Amanda Wellman laid face down in a puddle of her own juices, a purple dildo jutting halfway out her pussy. Eddy Wellman was sat not three feet away from her, staring up into the sky. His dick was rock hard, it apparently burst out of his speedo while he was sleeping. He hadn't meant to doze off. Fuck, he could barely fall asleep at night, why would he fall asleep in the middle of the day? In direct sunlight, no less.
Eddy was refusing to look at his mother. No. Nope. He should just try and fall back asleep. Then she wouldn't know he'd seen her like that. If he left, she'd know.
His cock throbbed as his mind wandered. Don't think about it. Don't think about it. Don't think about it. Don't think about it.
He was thinking about it.
Eddy had been woken up by his mother crying out in ecstasy. Not quite a scream, but if any of their neighbor's were watering their flowerbeds right now, they'd think some hardcore fucking was going on at the Wellman household.
Then... Then Amanda had purred his name.
Edd's dick slapped against his stomach. Almost like it was throwing a tantrum.
After a lot of screaming, mewling(he wouldn't be able to get
that
sound out of his head) moaning, and squirting her juices almost into the pool, Eddy's mother fucked herself into unconsciousness. She still had her butt sticking up in the air.
He took a few deep breaths. This was fine. All he had to do was fall asleep. After a few minutes of controlled breathing, Eddy could feel himself start to relax. Ok. Sleepy thoughts.
"Oh Eddy," His mom cooed in her sleep. "Round two? I don't know... You'll have to convince me."
...He had to get out of here.
Edd sat up, but his chair creaked loudly. He froze. Amanda mumbled something else dreamily. Something about cum. As slowly and carefully as he could, Eddy moved his legs to his right and sat the rest of the way up. The lawn chair still creaked, but much more quietly. He flexed his legs and stuck his arms out in front of himself, not wanting to risk pushing off the chair and making even more noise. He quickly discovered that was a poor decision. Eddy immediately lost his balance and started windmilling his arms. His dick wobbled in front of him, sending flecks of precum everywhere. It actually seemed to act like a counterweight, pulling him forward. Eddy stomped his foot on the ground and steadied himself. He looked at his mother.
Oh boy. He should have tried to get up on the other side of the chair, but he had been so concentrated on not waking her up. Sticking a mile out of his swimsuit, his meaty slab throbbed, firing out another glob of precum. Eddy gasped when it landed directly on his mother's back.
He held his breath and waited for her to wake up. Five seconds passed. Ten seconds. Fifteen. Twenty.
She didn't wake up. He sighed again, relieved.
"Mmmm. You have such a big cock..."
Eddy turned bright red. Was she still talking about him in the dream? Probably. What did she say to Alex? That there wasn't a dick as big as his in a hundred mile radius?
Amanda's hand reached up and started moving the dildo in and out of her pussy again. He paled. Was she awake? "That's it baby, nice and slow..."
No. Another false alarm. She was sleep-fucking herself. Eddy hadn't even known that was possible.
"Fuck me, Eddy."
It would've been so easy to obey his mother's request. She was already in position, soaking wet and ready to go. She probably wouldn't even wake up, she'd just think it was part of the dream. Amanda was practically begging him to do it...
He really,
really
needed to get out of here.
It took all of his willpower to tear himself away from his mother's phat ass and jog back into the house.
...
Eddy dashed up the stairs, taking two at a time. If he couldn't cum, and his mom was no longer allowed to help him out, what was he supposed to do? Maybe it'd work if he used the scene by the pool as masturbation fuel? No, maybe if he had taken a picture. But he couldn't go back out there. If he went back out there, he'd do more than take a picture. Besides, Eddy felt weird about taking his mom's picture without her permission, especially while she was in such an exposing position.
I don't mind if you watch
.
He shook his head. That was taken out of context! He should just go in his room and...
His hand froze on the doorknob. Alex was leaning against the upstairs bathroom door, as if she had just come out. Eddy blanched. That room was on the same side of the house as his room, which meant...
She could see right down into the backyard.
Alex was smirking. "Hey there big bro."
"H-hey..." Ohshitohshitohshitohshitohshitohshit.
"Breaking rule number two? No flashing, remember?" She pointed to his dick. There was no way it would fit back in his speedo. What had he been thinking? Eddy's massive package barely fit in his underwear, much less a speedo. Of course this was going to happen. What possessed him to think this was a good idea? Eddy vaguely remembered seeing a beautiful, charming smile and a big pair of tits, while he nodded absentmindedly. Curses. Foiled again by his insatiable lust for boobs.
"W-well, I was just going to go change so..." He tried to turn the doorknob, but it just rattled uselessly in his hand.
"Whoops," Alex grinned. "Looks like you can't get in your room."
Eddy let go of the handle and glared at his sister.
"Tell you what, I could let you borrow one of my shirts for a while..."
Yeah, like that would help. She may have inherited her mother's wide hips, but Alex's upper body was as dainty as a pixie's. It would cover nothing. She probably just wanted to see if his dick could rip one of her shirts to pieces. Eddy noticed she didn't even offer him a pair of pants. His sister just wanted him to... what was the phrase? Swing his dick around.
"Or," Alex continued, "I could, 'take care of' your problem for you. I bet it would fit in your speedo after that."
...That was tempting. Eddy was so full, his balls felt ready to burst. They hung halfway down his thighs, red and swollen.
But... Eddy looked bashfully down at his feet and mumbled something.
"What?" Alex grinned. It sounded a bit like, "alright."
