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Tom's Birthday

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Chapter 9: Afterglow

Incest Sex Story: Chapter 9: Afterglow - Tom gets a birthday surprise.

Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Coercion   Consensual   Lesbian   Heterosexual   Fiction   Cheating   Incest   Mother   Son   Aunt   Group Sex   Anal Sex   Analingus   Cream Pie   Water Sports  

The room was silent except for our heavy breathing as we lay there, our bodies intertwined in a sweaty, piss-soaked heap. The morning light cast a divine glow over us, highlighting the debauchery of the night in a surreal, almost holy light. The religious decor around us seemed to mock our actions, yet it added a layer of forbidden thrill to our exhaustion.

Mom, her body still trembling from the intensity of our last climax, reached for her necklace, the cross and Jesus pendant now resting against her chest, a stark contrast to the sinful acts we had just committed. Her diamond necklace sparkled with every breath, catching the light like a disco ball in a seedy club. Her wedding ring, a symbol of her vows, now seemed like a badge of our shared secret, glinting as she moved.

Auntie Leiah, her body glistening with a mix of fluids, lay beside us, her eyes closed in post-coital bliss. Her designer clothes were scattered around, her jewelry, including a pair of diamond earrings, lay discarded on the bedside table, their shine a reminder of the opulence that framed our depravity.

I looked at them both, my heart still racing from the night’s events. “Fuck, that was something else,” I murmured, my voice hoarse from all the moaning and shouting.

Mom turned her head, her eyes meeting mine with a mix of love and lust. “Happy birthday, baby,” she whispered, her hand reaching out to stroke my cheek, her touch gentle yet charged with the electricity of our connection.

Auntie Leiah opened her eyes, a lazy smile spreading across her face. “Best fucking birthday party I’ve ever been to,” she chuckled, her voice thick with satisfaction. She reached over, her fingers tracing the outline of my softening cock, still slick from our activities. “You’re one lucky bastard, Tom.”

I laughed, the sound echoing in the quiet room. “Yeah, I guess I am. But you two are the real stars here.”

We lay there for a while, the silence comfortable, filled with the aftermath of our shared pleasure. The room smelled like sex, piss, and sin, a potent mix that seemed to bind us together in this moment of raw honesty.

 
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