Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content.
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Previously: Mrs. Dobs, Jill's mother, had chastised Jill for allowing Jack to do her chores when he was obviously suffering from a head injury. Jill was caught smirking about Jacks plight and received a spank for her attitude.
Mrs. Dobs grabbed her daughter's shoulder with one hand and spanked her tight ass hard enough to leave a welt with the other. Jill muffled a startled cry and held a hand over her stinging right butt cheek.
"Ow! That hurt. What was that for? I didn't do anything." Jill complained.
"Let that be a lesson girl, from now on do your own chores." Her mother fumed.
Mrs. Dobs turned back to Jack, kissed him on the cheek and whispered in his ear, "Jack, at times you have to be firm with Jill to get her attention. Goodnight young man."
"Jill tend to dinner and be a good host to your guest. I'm off to bed and I do not wish to be disturbed before the sun rises." Mrs. Dobs said with a mother's stern voice.
Jill turned and watched as her mother climbed the stairs to her chamber. When Mrs. Dobs reached the top of the stairs she sat down and listened intently.
"Come here naughty daughter." Jack teased with a sly smile.
"Why, do you want to spank me too?" Jill said with a mock pout and a cheek that still smarted. She was surprised that her mother hadn't chastised her for her obvious lack of underwear.
Jack was sitting with his knees apart as Jill walked up and stood between them.
"Turn around and let me examine the subject of your injustice." Jack chuckled.
Jill turned around and lifted her skirt to the top of her hips and bent slightly forward. Her folds were stretched closed and formed an inviting crease. Jack did not see that the naughty pose had caused her to blush from nipples to nose.
Jack studied her beautiful heart shaped butt before caressing it. In the center of Jill's right cheek there was indeed a mirror image of her mother's palm. Her ass was firm, full and smooth to his touch. He could almost feel the heat from the angry red mark on Jill's right cheek. Jack kissed the edges of the uninvited welt while fondling her other cheek.
"Do you find my kisses soothing?" Jack whispered just before he shifted his lips and placed a soft kiss on her folds.
Jill stood up so quick that she almost trapped Jack's nose between her cheeks.
"Whoa, there will be none of that in this kitchen." Jill said, startled by the feel of Jack's tongue probing her core. Jill dropped her hold on the hem of her skirt and let it fall back in place.
"There's a beautiful harvest moon, would you like to walk to the lake." Jack said invitingly.
"I would be a poor host if I did not serve you dinner. And besides, my life would be over if mother came down and discovered that you had not been fed." Jill said as she glanced out of the kitchen window at the rising full moon. You know, I think mother favors you."
Mrs. Dobs smiled at the accuracy of her daughter's insightful remarks.
"I hope so, because I sure wouldn't want her to be disappointed with me." Jack said as he glanced up the stairwell. Jack turned back to Jill and placed a finger in front of his lips and then pointed up the stairs.
"Why don't you make up a dinner basket, so we can eat at the lake." Jack said with an urgency that Jill also shared.
"That's a great idea." Jill said with a big smile and a teasing shake of her breasts.
Jill prepared a dinner basket and handed it to Jack. She gathered up towels and a quilt. Jack opened the door and off they went down the path to the lake.
Mrs. Dobs quickly descended the stairs and peered out the window with a smile. She watched as Jack and Jill, hand-in-hand, walked out of sight. She was excited by the prospect of having Jack as a son-in-law. She took her walking stick in hand and followed them with a hunter's stealth.
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At water's edge Jill examined their surroundings. This lake was her childhood playground. It always invoked happy memories. The heat of the day was just beginning to dissipate, and the lake water looked cool and inviting. She led Jack to a secluded spot where she and Abby skinny dipped and she had run naked as a child. Jack spread out the quilts and she set down their basket. The full moon cast sharp shadows on the well-lit ground.
Without speaking, Jill stood tippy-toed and lifted Jack's shirt over his head. She let the shirt drop behind his back. She quickly untied his pants and let them drop to the ground. He stood naked in all his glory.
Jill stared with unabashed admiration at his exposed cock. She could grip it with both hands without touching its crown. The head of his cock and upper portion of its shaft glistened as it swung free in the moonlight. She was too shy to admit it, but she loved everything about it. How his erection stood straight out from his body. How it slid smooth as silk in her hand and across her lips. How it had tasted like the smell of the forest after a heavy rain. But most of all she loved how it felt when it was buried balls deep inside of her.
And not any less erotic, just a breath's distance away from her face was his magnificent chest and abs. She yearned to press her breasts against his chest and let her nipples lightly tease and explore it. In the very top of her peripheral vision she noticed Jack lick his lips.
Jill stood again on her toes, propped her hands on the tops of his naked hips and tilted her head slightly.
"Kiss me." She said wide eyed and wanting.
