The Island
Copyright© 2024 by Beaverhunt
Chapter 29
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 29 - 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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Relief washed over her as she turned to lead her mother to the other side, and could feel eyes on her cheeks. There was something pleasant about knowing her mother wasn’t looking away as her legs hurried on. Each step gave a little bounce to her cheeks as her mother kept up without breathing heavily.
Donna waited until they were well out of sight before turning to face her mother, who found a shaved pussy in place of the cheeks she’d just been watching. She didn’t need to wait to be told to lie down, since she was in position almost as soon as her feet stopped moving. Her legs parted to show Donna her lips and pulled back her knees without touching them.
She moved to cross her legs over her mother’s head as pink came into view. Hot breath touched her thighs as Donna felt something she hadn’t since being on the island. An impossibly full bladder that would’ve been more than a little painful in the world of the living.
Donna released a controlled stream and heard urine splash on flesh. The sound changed to water on water and knew her mother had opened her mouth. Her bladder continued to release with control as her fingers and eyes moved to her lips. The scent of her urine wasn’t particularly strong, but her mother’s pussy was.
Her tongue pressed between the folds and found it to be pleasantly sweet. It wasn’t as good as her own, but a close second. Gurgling sighs were heard as her tongue explored more until she started to drip. Donna pulled her head back to keep her tongue from any further exploration and parted her lips wide enough to open her wet hole and then some. The pink circle looked incredible as she took her time staring into something she could never see on herself.
The last of her dripped onto her mother’s face, and pulled her body up to a standing position. Donna pulled her legs across her head to look at her mother’s face. She may have had a slow and controlled release, but it was as if someone threw a bucket of piss on her head.
She knelt to smell the strong scent of piss and smiled as she looked into her eyes. “Feel better about what you did, mommy?”
Her mother nodded with contentment on her face and in her voice. “I do, Donna. Thanks you.”
She was tempted to kiss her mother, which would lead to other things, but the breeze changed to a powerful wind that bent the trees without touching either of them. The noise made it impossible to be heard as she looked towards the jungle and saw a narrow path just wide enough for her. Her eyes returned to her mother and saw concern in her eyes.
In order to be heard over the violent wind, she yelled out. “Go to the hut and tell them about the path, mommy.”
Her mother yelled back with a nod. “I will.”
Bark and other debris flew past her as sand gave way to something moist and hot. The wind died as a pleasant humidity filled the surrounding area. The trees were barkless and stood at strange angles with rounded tops, instead of jagged breaks. No branches could be seen, but strange scarring caused them all to appear to have strange lines that stood out.