As always all characters are over 18 and fictional, I don't think you should go out and screw your family, this is just a fantasy for adults that enjoy smut of that persuasion. Please enjoy, if you are offended by incest or some light BDSM play, you may be happier elsewhere.
In this entry Shelby is dealing with her emotions from the night before quite a bit at the beginning but I tried to make it fun for you. I hope you enjoy.
Adam awoke when he felt his wife squirm against him. She was trapped against the front of his body, his large arm was wrapped tightly across her naked form. He knew she wanted to be free of his firm grasp but was trying not to wake him.
Shelby was absolutely sweltering, she was pressed against Adam's front and she couldn't seem to get out from under his arm. A large hand scooped her left breast into a warm cup made of his thick fingers. She wiggled around attempting to free herself, conscious of the silent men in bed with her, one before and one behind her.
She was a hot sleeper, so normally she slept away from her husband on her own side of the bed, but her spot was currently occupied by the sleeping form of their eighteen year old son.
Shelby looked at Topher's relaxed features, his enormously long eyelashes rested on his cheeks and she thought to herself how unfair it was that men always had great eyelashes when they really didn't even need them.
She shivered when his gentle, warm exhalations tickled over her bare chest.
Shelby prayed that he wouldn't wake up before she could get away for some time by herself.
Shelby's awareness of Topher's soft, rhythmic breaths on her skin made her nipples tighten but she couldn't enjoy the sensation, she really needed to get out of the bed. She twisted, hoping Adam's grip might have relaxed enough for her to slither away.
Adam had to bite back a groan when his naked wife unwittingly writhed against his morning glory, the hot, hard length was nestled comfortably in her ass crack. Her luscious, firm butt ground torturously against his pelvis but Adam knew sex was probably the last thing on her mind.
Shelby was an over-thinker by nature and he knew she'd be desperate to find a little time to work through what had happened between the three of them last night.
Shelby tried one more time to wiggle free and she could have sworn she felt her husband's arm tighten around her further.
Suddenly, Adam's teeth sunk into her earlobe and he pinched her left nipple hard before he growled in her ear, "Stop moving naughty girl. If you'd just hold still I'll let you out of the bed. I don't think you want your squirming to wake up the kid."
Shelby bit her bottom lip and nodded almost imperceptibly. Adam held her tightly against him then rolled over, dropping her on her feet at the side of the bed.
He looked at his flushed, sleep rumpled, nude wife. He smiled at her and she gave him a half smile back, shyly lowering her gaze from his.
She turned toward the bathroom and Adam reached out and softly spanked her butt cheek. He appreciated the way it bounced away from his palm and the way the sharp slap sound echoed around the silent bedroom.
Shelby let out a little squeak and jumped away from his reach, her hands moved to cover her bare bum. Adam chuckled as he rolled onto his stomach and closed his eyes ready for some more sleep. Shelby tiptoed toward the bathroom.
She looked over her shoulder and saw her son and husband sleeping peacefully in the bed. They were covered by the tangled sheets, but she knew they were both naked. Imagining what she'd see under there if she just lifted that thin piece of cotton made her lower body tingle. She shook her head trying to push the thought from her mind.
Shelby gently closed the bathroom door with a quiet click and turned to fill the large, claw-footed tub. This was her sanctuary, her hidden place to get away from the world. She sank gratefully into the hot water, her limbs went limp as she laid back and relaxed, resting her head on the curled lip of the tub.
Shelby could smell the mix of her husband and son's unique scents on her wet skin which only served to remind her of what they'd done together.
She really wasn't sure how she was supposed to feel about what happened last night. At the time, she'd loved it and wanted more, now in the glaring light of day, she was hit with reality.
She'd fucked their son.
Sure, it was all Adam's idea but she went along with it. She had fucked Topher, not her husband. Adam was the mastermind but she was the perpetrator.
"My husband made me do it" sounded like the weakest of weak excuses. She was sure if she had just said "No" in a serious manner or maybe used some sort of safe word, "Danger, danger!", then it all would've stopped.
But she hadn't. And that was all on her.
Shelby felt guilty now that she wasn't in the heat of the moment, now that it was all over. She couldn't tell if it was guilt over what she'd done or guilt over how much she'd liked it.
She hadn't particularly thought it was the right thing to do at the time but convinced herself she'd deal with any fall out "later". Somehow, "later" seemed to be right now.
Shelby normally prided herself on her self-control, she could deny herself practically anything if there was a reason for her not to have it. Once she'd been presented with an experience like that though nothing could've stopped what happened. In fact, she told herself, she did try to stop it, but somehow she'd been overtaken by the majority vote.
Shelby told herself that it was a one time thing which could never happen again, ever. She'd never wanted to do anything that could jeopardize her relationship with her husband or their son, her family was her entire life.
She took a deep breath and decided it was one moment of craziness and in the future she would be the one in control. She would be the one to just say no. They'd all move past it and everything would go back to the way it was before.
Eventually, Shelby would stop thinking about how it felt to have her son inside her, how Adam looked as he'd watched them together. Some day they'd become a normal family again, a family that loved and supported each other, not a family where she fucked her son in front of her husband.
She cringed just thinking about it.
She was bad and she wouldn't blame Adam or Christoper if they both hated her. She kind of hated herself a little bit.
Shelby felt a hot flush spreading over her face and chest, humiliation burned over her skin. She wanted to just hide in the bathroom for the rest of her life. She didn't think she could face either man ever again.
She bit her bottom lip worried that Topher would regret what happened last night. She knew her husband had no problem with it, if he'd been upset with her he wouldn't have been so playful this morning. She knew that everything would work out as long as she and her husband were okay. Adam would be able to help her fix any awkwardness with their son.
