All players are over eighteen years old of age; just a fantasy piece of work.
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Please enjoy the story, and kind regards, Dogfart11.
Please read Chapter One, or nothing will make sense; thank you for your time.
Molly's tongue teased Samantha's pert nipples, licking around her daughter's sensitive areolas. She let out a whimper of pleasure escape her mouth, as her mum Molly teased her other nipple with her petite fingers, twisting and teasing her, making her own daughter wet between her thighs, making them both more horny for each other.
Robert sat back and watched what power he had over his own mother and sister. Licking his lips, he got behind Samantha, pulled her up on all fours; she raised her peachy butt in the air, and Robert slowly entered her from behind.
Sliding this twelve-inch shaft, straight into her wet and willing pussy, she knew it was wrong, but she would do anything for her handsome brother. She had fantasized about this moment for days. And now it had finally happened. She felt completed somehow, as Robert grabbed her hair and forced her between Molly's thighs.
"Lick our mother's juicy cunt which birthed us, you whore of a sister."
She just nodded, as he pumped her from behind; she screamed with incestuous pleasure. "Take your whore sister. Make me cum on your big, hard shaft," she said, as she clenched down hard on her brother's cock, her pussy writhed, to pull him in deeper, desperate to keep his cock inside; her mouth eating her mother. In ultimate bliss.
Robert could not hold back, his orgasm surging through his body, twitching with incestuous energy, as he pumped her full of cum. It felt like he was cumming forever, and Molly came into Samantha's mouth, overflowing onto her face with her juices.
He grabbed his mother, Molly, by her fuzzy red hair and forced her between Samantha's thighs. "Lick and taste your son's cum from your daughter's nice, moist, creampied pussy."
Molly tasted her daughter's earth-iron tint with the aftertaste of her son's salty semen dripping down Samantha's thighs, licking every drop, moaning with pleasure with the taste. "I finally got to taste my children's juices mixed, mmmm."
She stuck her head between her daughter's legs, slowly licking and enjoying the taste, as Samantha sucked off her own juices from her brother Robert's cock, with a nice sloppy blowjob; they came together as one big happy family.
Lisa MacCall was sitting on the edge of her bed, in a red-silk nightgown. Her mind was thinking of what she was going to tell the twins; what had happened at lunch. Her head was sore so she lay down; her long hair running down her back. She now felt free from being molested by her husband Dale's grubby hands.
He had left to stay with his gay lover, which did not surprise her. She was now Robert's--she shivered at the thought of him and herself, his mom, in a passionate embrace. Her hands spooned her body, surging with lust; using her palms to tease her beautiful brown areolas, moaning in pure pleasure.
"Mmmmm. Aaaahhhh," she grunted, with hard heavy breathing. Her breasts popped out her nightie; her pink tongue licked her lips. "Breed me, I am your whore." Her breasts swayed, while she lay on her back--her pussy ready to explode, in an earth-shaking orgasm. Sweat dripped down her body, as the orgasm surged through her.
One hand was lightly brushing her pussy folds, sliding a finger in her pussy, constantly teasing her cilt, moaning, "Yesss, Robert make me cum." She buckled, as her whole body writhed, her head and shoulders now raised, her eyes rolling up in pleasure. Gripping the side of the bed with her other hand, her muscles surged with pleasure. She fell back onto the bed with a grin on her freckled face. She got under her duvet and fell asleep, dreaming about what was going to happen next.
Molly and Samantha were naked in Robert's bed, their arms wrapped around his muscular body; all in a deep sleep, on top of his double bed. He was thinking about the twins, Sarah and Louise, about how he would make them pay for bullying him.
Maybe have Lisa stay with them, too; use Dale's house as a whorehouse, as he could easily brain-wipe William, and make him watch strangers fuck his little sisters. They still needed money to live. His body was asleep, but the Nanos had a plan, themselves.
Samantha woke up with a smirk. As her hand lightly brushed her brother's cock, she smelt the earthy scent of static coming from it. Her head slid down to pop it in her mouth; licking his thick head, she swirled her pink tongue lapping up the pre-cum, and then, drooling excessively, she licked his balls which tasted like sweet nectar to her.
Their mother, Molly, had wrapped him up, her arms draped around his waist. She woke up and started kissing down his back. Kissing every inch, she watched Samantha gagging on his shaft. "Morning, honey, I see you got your breakfast." With a smile across her face, she thought to herself, what beautiful children she had.
The Nanos needed sexual energy to survive; the more outrageous and more incestuous the better, it made them strong. So they were giving very horny dreams to the Newton Family--they all felt the power surging through them, tingling like an electric pulse running through every part of them.
They would have to corrupt more to feed the Nanos. As Robert woke up, his dick in Samantha's mouth and Molly slurping on his balls, he felt the contracting then whoosh--a load of cum shot into his sister's mouth. "Thanks sis--and mom, for the wake-up call. I think we should visit the MacCalls. I think we should get the twins involved, make ourselves one family; what do you guys think?"
Molly and Samantha sat up, either side of him. He had his arms cuddling them close, with their large bosoms on display, itching their heavy mounds. Looking at each other, they both nodded. "Yes, Robbie, what do you want us to do?" Robert just smiled and kissed them both on the cheek, as he crawled out of bed.
Louise and Sarah were sitting around in pink pants and sheer, pink bras, which held their perky-but-not-too-big breasts; their areolas were dark brown, and their puffy nipples were showing through the gauzy material. With their hair messy, ginger-fizzy, and knotted, they both had had sexual dreams about Robert, but they did not say or had not done anything to or with each other.
Everything seemed quiet. They were off from school after what had happened on Sunday, to get their minds together. They were both still virgins, and although they masturbated and had sex toys, those were still untouched.
The front doorbell rang. "I will get it!" Lisa shouted out. It was Molly and Samantha; she opened the door and waved them in.
"How you feeling today...after yesterday?" Molly asked Lisa, taking her hands in hers, her fingers playing with Lisa's palms.