Attic Voyeur: the Incest Next Door
Copyright© 2024 by EroticScribbler
Chapter 42
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 42 - REVISED/RECHAPTERED! What teen would not enjoy having a family of uninhibited nudists next door, especially a hot MILF and her teen daughters? When he discovers early on his neighbor's incestuous ways, would it be enough to just watch, or, would he need more? And of his own family? Will raging hormones overwhelm and create further illicit desire? 130,000+ words later, will YOUR cravings be satisfied?
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft Ma/ft Fa/ft Mult Teenagers Coercion Consensual Reluctant Romantic BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Incest Mother Brother Sister Father Daughter Group Sex Anal Sex Bestiality Exhibitionism First Masturbation Oral Sex
Silently, I stood next to Cindy, watching Jesselyn hold her legs up in the air as her body rocked against Mr. Davis’s firmly planted face. The only sounds were the exasperated panting breaths of my cousin. I wasn’t sure which was harder for me to believe; that the girl standing next to me used to be my scrawny cousin, who might as well have been a boy last time I saw her, or that I could be looking at her in this strange way? Every fiber of my soul knew it was wrong, but the tiny part of me that didn’t care had become the monster that dictated my life.
Once again, I forced my attention away from Cindy and back to something that I had fought with for almost six months. I had gone back and forth between wanting to see Mr. Davis break Jasmine in two with his massive fuck tool and being sick at the thought of it. More the latter lately, but that had come with my hidden feelings about Jasmine. I think my feelings had been hidden from myself as much as anyone.
Now, I was going to watch what would be the equivalent of seeing Susan and Mr. Davis in five years, doing what my core being told me wasn’t right. If it’s not right, why am I so excited? My own question went unanswered as I watched Mr. Davis pull Jesselyn to her feet. He kissed her roughly on her mouth then spun her around like a rag doll and pushed her over onto the table. My excitement surged at the sight, but I felt guilty, too. If it had been Jasmine or Susan, I would have been very upset seeing them so forcefully shoved. I hated my conscience. Why couldn’t I be all in, or all out? It sucked on the fence with my guilt, but just one more step closer to the dark side and I’d fuck my cousin without regret.
I moaned as I stepped further into the nether world. Mr. Davis was aiming his long, fat dick at Jesselyn’s body. Her face was the only part of her body above her waist not pressed against the table. With one hand on her back and one on his cock he steered it to her backside. It took a few short jerks of his hips before he finally shoved forward.
The whole table moved and Cindy gasped, pulling back from the binoculars and looking at me.”Shit, do you think she cried? I can’t imagine that fitting inside me.” Cindy’s face was red as a fire truck and beads of sweat glistened on her cheeks and neck.
“I—” My words were cut short because my brain diverted all energy to my eye receptors. Cindy’s tits must have been as overheated as my balls. Sweat moistened the front of her shirt enough to make her large dark nipples visible. My heart raced as my lust tried to slay my self-control. I jerked my head back to the brutal fucking taking place outside. Mr. Davis was holding Jesselyn’s hips, and he was slamming his long rod into her. Every time he hit bottom, her whole body shook.
I jerked back to my stunned cousin, trying not to look at her chest. “Cindy, you really shouldn’t worry about that. You know, I mean you’d never do that, right?” My words sounded as stupid to me as I’m sure they did to Cindy. She ignored me and went back to the binoculars. I shamelessly watched Cindy’s chest swing against the damp fabric. A large circle lifted on top, but the immediate center of that crown stiffened and poked up to a point. My disdain for my own thoughts meant nothing as I could almost feel the hard nub rolling in my lips. Her back curved as she leaned forward, and her round ass jutted out into the room like a spiritual force. I could picture my hands spreading her thickness and slipping my thrusting dick inside her wet hole. She might even scream, but in my lustful state, I wasn’t sure it would make me stop.
Cindy’s slight movement was enough to break me from my frightful imagination. I knew I was capable of considering unnatural things in fantasy world, but I had always known there was a separation from thought and reality. Watching Cindy, I wasn’t sure I knew the difference anymore. My stomach turned, and I looked back outside.
The pornographic action in my neighbor’s backyard was still going. Mr. Davis’s powerful cock was still plowing through Jesselyn’s body. Her face was looking up from the table, but it lacked emotion. Kind of like the blank stare she wore while Jeremy fucked her on that same table. Although, that day she looked like there was pleasure, today I wasn’t sure.
After Mr. Davis stood Jesselyn up, her back was against the front of his body. His one hand held her chest and his other held her pubic mound. He kissed her neck as she pushed her head back onto his shoulder. She was reaching back, working her fingers through his hair. Even without a close up view, I could tell passion was now raging between them. His mouth worked at her ear, neck and mouth as she strained to turn her head to meet his kissing. I wasn’t sure, but I imagined his cock was still inside her. There truly wasn’t anything more powerful than sex, except sex and love together.
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