The Island
Copyright© 2024 by Beaverhunt
Chapter 2
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 2 - Donna’s suspicions of her three brothers being intimate with their mother are proven true when she catches them in the act. Her father tries to kiss her, which causes her to panic. The panic forces her out of the house and falls down a steep incline. She wakes on an island that is a place between life and death where her father serves as her guide. Sex? Are you KIDDING?!?!
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Donna tried to move further towards the waiting trail, but couldn’t bring herself to so much as lift a foot. Curiosity had finally gotten the best of her as she turned towards her house and waited with the sun on her face. She crept slowly along the fallen needles and silently cursed every noise she made.
She had no idea how long it took for something to happen, if anything, but didn’t want to rush things. Donna lowered herself beneath the windows to keep from being seen as she heard muffled sounds from within. The subtle sounds of moans should’ve told her all she needed to know about her curiosity being proven right, and turned away from the house, but she found herself frozen in place.
Donna continued to move towards the door and slowly opened it to hear the sound hit her far harder than it should’ve. Without the house to muzzle the noise, there was nothing quiet about the moans from somewhere within. Her steps were quiet despite her boots as she snuck in and closed the door behind her.
Something within was shouting at her to leave the house, but all she could do was creep towards her parents’ bedroom, where the door had been left open. The scent of sex was strong as she realized the moans belonged to her brothers, not her mother, and had to see for herself what was happening.
She stopped before the open door to see her mother riding Jason as the twins stood above her. The movement of her mother’s head told her why there were no moans coming from her, since they were too muffled to call out anything. Her hands were moving at a constant pace as her head adjusted to take a different dick and their hands held her head together. Their faces were turned towards her head, watching in their mother pleasure them with mouth and hands.
Donna was frozen in place as she watched for countless seconds before realizing her father wasn’t in the bedroom with them. She could feel hot breath on the back of her neck, but couldn’t turn away from what she was witnessing. Hands pressed gently onto her shoulders, which caused her to jump a little as her heart hammered within her chest.
Her father’s breath moved towards her ear and whispered; not for her benefit, but for theirs. “We should talk.”
She nodded as she found the strength to turn away from the incestuous scene. Her father was already in the process of turning towards the living room, as the sounds and smells made it difficult to think clearly. Donna struggled with each step, but did manage to keep up with him.
He turned to face her without bothering to take the time to sit down and placed his face close to hers. “Your mother and brothers have their needs.”
Donna shook her head as she tried to make sense of what he was saying. “Those aren’t needs I saw. That was. I don’t know what that was.”
