"So Kyle," Wendy Williams said as she picked up a copy of Incest Is Best Vol. II, "many families are raving over this book. And it's definitely more graphic than I imagined."
"The point of the story is to get both sides turned on enough to come together in the best way possible." I replied as I looked around the bright and packed studio, "I see all the mothers and sons in the audience. And I know they all have that strong need for each other.
People will say it is taboo and disgusting, but really lust and love are two different things. You can have lust for someone outside your family and love for someone in your family. But when the two come together, it is the purest thing imaginable."
Wendy looked startled as I looked back at her and she looked down into the book, rubbing her legs together. Mom, sitting next to me, smiled affectionately as she rubbed my thigh.
"It says here, when you first fu- uh, had relations with your mother you were 18 years old. You describe the passion as hot and going on for hours upon hours."
"That's correct," Mom replied beside me, "I only regret that we didn't start sooner." Mom smiled, still looking as young and fit as ever as I winked at the attractive brunette operating the camera who blushed.
"And Marie, in your experience, you describe in detail sucking his co... er-penis and you reflect on the moment his... 'erect and throbbing meat went between your legs, driving you into countless hard-hitting orgasms before he filled you with so much cum you couldn't see straight'."
"That's also correct," Mom said in the direction of the stage manager, a bulge present in his pants as his eyes were locked on Mom's tits, still as firm as ever, "I'll never forget the day we began our holy relationship."
"Well Kyle," Wendy continued, the smell of her arousal going up my nose, "It also states your sons regularly have their way with their mother as well as their sisters and it's consensual on both sides."
"Also correct," I replied, "From when the boys were of the government's so-called 'legal' age, I have encouraged them to fuck any willing female counterpart. Which there are a lot of once our natural endowment is revealed."
I heard the mostly female gasp as a photo came up on the wall featuring Emily on her knees, drenched in cum jerking off Ethan and Simeon, 18 and 19 respectively. Our oldest son Thomas, at 21, was on his back, squeezing Emily's tits as she rode his cock.
"Good heavens!" Wendy exclaimed, sub-consciously rubbing her pussy, "I had no idea little boys could produce so much sperm! My own husband can't do that!"
I nodded and smirked, seeing her disbelief. Another picture came up of Mom riding my pole while she jerked my sons Nicky and Simeon off on her face, getting a bukkake facial.
"Oh my..." Wendy said, now squeezing her juicy knockers, "how can that much cum be produced in such large quantity?"
"It's all in their genes," Mom answered, rubbing my thigh again, "High cum production, big and juicy dicks. Not to mention bone-jarring and furious fucking!"
"Um, Marie," Wendy stammered, trying to avoid looking at the series of photos coming up, showing the boys fucking women of all ages in varying positions, "when you and your son first... er... began showing sexual interest in you, did it frighten you as to the results?"
"At first, somewhat" Mom said with a giggle, "But I had forgotten what was most important. Fucking should be a major part of life or else it grows stale. The second Kyle wanted to, I let him enter me. Being as it was our first time, I expected him to cum soon. But he held out, giving me orgasm after orgasm."
"How often did you two do this? Especially considering you were married at the time."
"Never any less than 6 times a day. Kyle would be home quite often with me. That left his wake-up fuck, shower fuck, breakfast fuck, fun fuck, lunch fuck and finally bedtime fuck."
Wendy had torn her skirt and was frantically rubbing herself inside her black panties while her legs were clenched closely together.
"So... what d-do you think of the way sex is viewed today?"
"It's terrible," Mom replied, "In Ancient Rome, sex was a part of daily life. It was as welcome in public and was for all ages. Parties and sacrifices were made to it. The imperial palace was even made a brothel.
Now prostitution is illegal. There is a 'legal' age for fucking. Incest is illegal. It used to be a beautiful and fulfilling way for parents to teach their children life's greatest gift.
We have all lost touch with our common need. Pornography is for a set demographic. Persons under 18 supposedly shouldn't view such material. I'm tired of this bullshit!"
In her anger, Mom tore off her top and pressed her lips to Wendy's. Despite her initial shock, she soon gave in, both women pawing each other's gorgeous tits.
Mom licked Wendy's hard nipples and pinched them. "Sex is made for freedom, unrestrained and unrestricted."
I then stood and dropped my pants, Wendy gasping as my cock stuck out like a board. Mom reached over and cupped my balls, the size of two oranges.
As she kissed me softly in front of the still rolling cameras, she said, "All of your sons need this. When you see the wet dreams, the cum stains in your bras and panties, don't yell. Fix it..."
I moved my leaking cock in front of Wendy who licked her lips. "It smells so manly! I can't even tell when my husband is around!"
"It tastes even better Wendy..." Mom said softly, moving the host's face toward my dick.
Mom got on her knees beside her and proceeded to suck me off, making Wendy's eyes widen as she saw my cock disappear down her throat.
I then moved my hands to Wendy's beautiful ebony knockers and began to tweak the hard brown nipples. She then stood and I spanked her ripe ass, sinking my fingers into the warm flesh.
I investigated the audience where mothers and sons were going at it, from either lightly rubbing each other and kissing to full-on fucking. I then felt Wendy take my balls into her mouth.
"Should we cut to commercial?" the camerawoman asked, rubbing herself as well.
"No," I replied as Wendy struggled to take me down, "let the world see..."
Wendy spread her jaw wider to take me down, sucking me hard down her tight throat as I sat on the couch, kissing Mom and sucking her tits. The world was watching. Watching with their families.
And lust and love were finally coming together.
- -
As I walked into the pool area of my 60-room mansion, I was greeted with the chorus of a multitude of moans. Cum-stained mats and inflatable mattresses were strewn across the pool side, my sons and daughters fucking with each other and their mothers, a beautiful orgy.
"Hello sweetie." Emily greeted me with a warm kiss, completely nude. 10 years. And I loved her as much as the day I had first seen her. Her brown hair now hung freely down her back and I gave a loud smack to her ass.
"Naughty boy..." she yelled while wagging a finger, "you put on quite a show this morning. Little Charlie came at the same time you did."
I smiled. "He has been pretty popular lately with the ones still waiting."
"True, did Wendy ever regain consciousness?"
I nodded. "About 2 hours after the end of the show. But in the meantime, the girls on the staff took turns on me. I came so much, I nearly got dehydrated."
Emily giggled as we walked through the mass of frenzied fucking. Nicholas was brutally hammering Sharona, her beautiful tits wobbling with each of his furious thrusts as her fishnet-clad legs were wrapped around his tiny waist.
"Yes MASTER!!!" Sharona pleaded, "HARDER!!!" My son yelled out loudly as his cum filled my secretary, sending her into a violent orgasm.
"Perfect my boy," I said as I patted his shoulder, "how many is that for today?"
"48 Dad," he replied breathlessly, Sharona mumbling incoherently from her hard orgasm.
"All this fucking has me in the mood for some baby," Emily said, "I hope you're not too busy."
