As with the previous story, all parties are over 18.
You don't have to read Part 1 to enjoy this piece, but it might make the overall read even more enjoyable. Please forgive any and all errors you may find in this piece. I tried to catch them all. If you are going to cuss me out, cuss me out over something else...
~Incestuous Kiss.
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"You slut."
I grasped as I heard her voice. I looked up from my spot on the chair and saw my mother standing in the doorway, watching us as my daddy laid between my wet, cum-soaked thighs.
"You fucking whoring slut. Look at you, sitting there exposed with cum down your thighs. You did it again didn't you? You lured your father in with your whorish ways?"
I sat up and pushed daddy from between my thighs. I took the ends of my dress and closed them together. I hid my face in shame from the dominating woman standing in front of me.
"You used him. You used him for you own sick pleasure, knowing how weak he is, using his weakness against him." She said as she walked into the room. Her voice was mean and cruel.
"Well now you are about to learn what it's like to be used." I looked up into her hard brown eyes and saw the beginnings of something wicked coming my way.
"Come here." She ordered. I slowly began to rise from my seat. By this time father had gained more control and was sitting by the foot of the chair, causally watching. He sat with one leg bend upward and his arms rising on the risen knee. His cock sat there – fat and lazy, still moist with my juices. I saw it twitch as it began to come to life once again.
I walked to my mother, holding my top closed against my naked breasts. I stood there looking in her eyes with defiance. Even though I didn't feel it, I wanted to project the image of strength, but it was a lie.
"Get on your knees, slutty girl. That where girls like you belong."
I hesitated, but only for a second. I felt the familiar stirrings of lust in my well-fucked pussy -- a carry over from my father's cock along with this new feeling inspired by my mother's dominance.
I slid to the ground on my knees. My mother had a beautiful body. My figure was very similar to hers. Looking at her was like looking at myself in the next 20 years.
A gentle hand found the top of my head and stroked the soft strands. Her voice changed. It was no longer cruel, but loving and nurturing.
"Find my pussy.' She ordered quietly. My hands rose up and found the hem of her shirt. I slowly lifted the fabric, exposing more of her thick juicy thighs. I lifted the skirt to her waist and exposed the lacey, silk Victoria's Secret panties she wore beneath.
"Jack? Come here." She ordered. My father rose from his position and walked over to where we were. "Hold my skirt while our daughter eats my pussy."
My father's hands replaced mine and I reached down and caught the end of the thin strands of my mother's panties. I pulled them down exposing the fluffy bush that lay beneath. The sweet smell of her moist pussy drifted across my face. She spread her thighs, stretching the fabric of her panties, preventing me from lowering them further. I leaned forward and buried my face in her musky, wet, pussy curls and inhaled her scent. She smelled so good. My tongue lashed out and glided against the raspy hair. I moved my tongue in deeper and found the outer edged of her pussy lips. I licked and licked, curling my tongue upward, forcing my way inside her juicy folds to find the pussy juice that was leaking from her huge, slick, cunt hole. I reached out and gripped her hips. Pulling her closer, I worked my mouth onto her cunt, sucking, searching for the salty pussy juice she was dipping from inside her body.
She lifted up her left leg and slid her thigh over my shoulder, exposing herself more to my feasting. I groaned in delight and she just laughed as her fingers entwined in my hair. I ducked down and licked my tongue against the outside of the silky panties and pushed the fabric against her hard clit. I proceeded to suck her clit through the fabric, using the roughness of the material to grind against her sensitive lil organ. Fucking my mother's pussy with my tongue. I massaged her clit then release it and dipped down lower to her gushing hole to suck the pussy juice right from her body. The crotch of the panties got in my way and wrapped around my tongue as moved around it, sucking and sucking more of her pussy, burying myself in her, eating as much of her as I possibly could. She laughed at my eagerness, and then pushed my head away.
"Jack?" she said, almost breathless with pleasure. "Go get my fucking tool from the draw." Just then my father left and my mothers skirt fell, covering her body. I lay there at her feet, wet and horny as I looked up at her with lust and fear. I wanted more of that cunt. I had to have her. I had to eat her. But I knew her well enough to know to wait. When I obeyed the pleasure was greater.
"Show me. Show my your slutty pussy, lil girl."
I leaned back then, rising on my elbows as I spread my thighs for my mother. My skirt fell to my hips and my wet, red, well-used pussy exposed itself to her. She just watched as my father's cum dipped from my curious, hungry hole, sliding slowly down my wet thighs.
"Hmmm." She said thoughtfully as we waited for my father's returned. A minute later my father came in with a strap on black dildo and proceeded to fasten it against my mother's hips. When he finished, her skirt fell around the protruding rubber extension.
"Come slutty girl. You like cock so much. You can suck mine."
Sensation rolled through my body at the thought. I turned and got on my knees and crawled on all fours to my mother's hard extending dick and opened my mouth wide. I slowly sucked the black dick deep in my mouth. Enjoying the tastes of it, the feel of it in my mouth, I began to suck against the hard dick, whirling my tongue against it, getting it sloppy wet in the process. I loved the feeling of eating my mother's cock. Her hands wrapped in my hair against as she began thrusting her hips against my face —face fucking me.
