This story has a small hint of fantasy in it, but the main focus is on incest. All characters are 18+. Enjoy!
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The worst thing about being immortal is the dating pool, or the lack of one. As a vampire, you can only have... relationships... with other vampires. If you don't well, you are shunned by your community and family, to say nothing of trying to explain to your partner why you are not aging. The major problem with that is that people no longer believe in vampires and group us with bigfoot and dragons as just being works of fiction.
However, I can assure you that vampires are quite real as my family and I very well know. There is Dad, who despite being permanently stuck at 45 years old, is in fantastic shape. He is about 5' 10", has short, black hair and a muscular body. Mom is 44 has curly blonde hair that goes to the middle of her back. She has large D-cup breasts, a big ass and a pretty face. Then there is my sister, Emily. Emily is 18, has dirty blonde hair, C-cup breasts, a medium sized ass and a beautiful face. Oh, and we all have pale skin, because... well, we are vampires.
The four of us live in a fairly remote farm in the American Midwest. Dad decided to move us here during the time of American westward expansion so people in the city would not catch on to what we really are. Out here, no one really bothers us and we are free to live as we please. We have lived like this for a long time, about 170 years to be exact.
It isn't so bad, tractors and stuff have made farming much easier than it used to be. The house is a moderate size so when Mom and Dad... make love... Emily and I can hear it fairly easily. But at least it gives Mom and Dad something to do. Movies and video games make my life interesting, although I do find it offensive how vampires are almost always portrayed as evil in the entertainment industry.
We sit down to a family breakfast just after moonrise. Emily looks up from her food, "So, I was thinking... could we maybe move or something?"
Dad just rolls his eyes and keeps reading his newspaper. Mom looks at Emily, "And why do you want to do that?"
Emily sighs, "Because it's boring here! All we do is sit around and do nothing. I want to go out and do something, maybe meet a guy, settle down..."
I mime vomiting as Mom frowns at Emily, "You know it is dangerous out there right? If the government found out we exist, they would torture and experiment on you! We would never see you again!"
Emily slams her fork down, "Well it's not like I asked for this! I didn't want to be a vampire!"
Mom sighs and fronws, "We've gone over this before. You were literally dying from sickness and this was the only cure! Medicine was in its infancy, unlike today! To make you feel better about it, we all got turned."
Emily frowns, "And I wish you hadn't! You and Dad at least have each other. You can just fuck each other for eternity. What are John and I supposed to do?"
"Please leave me out of this." I say, not wanting to be in the middle of this fight.
She does have a point. There isn't really any dateable females around here...
I think.
"Emily, Language!" Dad shouts, not looking up from his newspaper. Mom has turned slightly red.
Mom's blush starts to fade, "Emily, we are married and have been for... a very long time! You stopped aging at 18, which means you will be young forever! But do you want to go get married? Who would you even marry?"
Emily huffs, "I... I don't know." She says with a weary sigh.
Mom nods, "That's what I thought." Mom turns to me, "What about you, any women out there for you?"
I snort, "You mean the large number of available women in this building... let's see... a total of zero!"
Mom rolls her eyes, "Don't be a smart ass."
I shake my head, "Not a single one."
Mom sighs, "Well at least we have each other. There are some vampires out there who are all alone. Maybe one of them will stop by here and one of you can..."
"Mom, we get it!" I say.
We eat the rest of breakfast in silence, the only sound coming in is the chirping of coming in through the open window. After breakfast, the four of us spend our night doing whatever.
God it's so boring not ever dying.
I think as I start up my Play Station and start gaming. I grow bored of this and soon go and grab lunch, eating a sandwich alone in my room. The night passes like most of them do. I alternate between watching movies and playing video games, something that has gotten very boring over the years.
The four of us eat a dinner in silence as the sun begins to rise. We finish eating and clean up, it has completely risen, but is blocked by thick curtains over the windows. I go back upstairs and start getting ready to shower before going to sleep for the day.
Emily and I have a bathroom connecting our bedrooms and I push open the door. I close the door behind me and go into the shower. Before turning the water on, I strip and start stroking my cock, feeling it grow hard in my hand. I grow harder, pretending that it is a vagina. A while later, I close my eyes and moan softly. I feel several ropes of my cum shoot out and drop onto the floor of the shower. I straighten back up and turn on the water, making sure to clean up my mess.
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I then climb into my bed and go to sleep, Mother's faint moans of pleasure leaking through my closed door.
Why can't they be quiet?
I ask myself as I fall asleep.
I wake up after moon rise the next night. At breakfast, Emily is unusually quiet and keeps looking down at her food. Mom and Dad go out to do some work around the property, leaving Emily and I alone in the house. I go into my room and lay on my bed, preparing to kill another night doing fuck all. Suddenly, there is a soft knock on my door. "Come in." I say, setting my laptop down and looking up.
Emily pushes open the door. "Can we talk for a minute?" She asks.
"Of course! Is something wrong?" I answer, looking at her with concern.
Emily shakes her head and blushes, "Yes... well, nothing major. I... I just wanted to tell you that I... I saw you last night."
I feel my face go red, "Saw me masturbate?" I ask.
Emily nods, blushing even harder, "Yes." She answers.
"Sorry, I didn't think you would walk in like that." I say, wanting to just move on from this conversation.
Emily shakes her head, "Don't be sorry... I actually kind of liked it."