The Haunting
Copyright© 2024 by Beaverhunt
Chapter 13
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 13 - A ghost who was once a mother and wife who desired to get fucked by her son while her husband eagerly watched is on the prowl for a body. When she acquires one, she's off on a fuckfest to fulfill all of her lusty, incestuous desires. Will she accomplish her goal before she's forced to leave the body? Incest, it seems, is indeed best!
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/ft Romantic Lesbian Heterosexual Fiction High Fantasy Horror Incest Mother Son Group Sex Anal Sex Oral Sex
His hands pull back and I slowly lower myself down and every inch brings greater pleasure as his girth makes me feel wonderfully stretched. Billy’s hands move to my tits and I love the way he squeezes my nipples. Rita’s still fighting, but it’s a false fight against herself and she’s going to lose.
I slowly start to ride him in a way he’s never been ridden, and he quickly starts to groan out. I’m glad he already came a couple of times today. If he hadn’t, then he would’ve already released himself inside of me and I don’t want this to end too soon. The muscles in my pussy encourage his pleasure as Rita lets herself go completely to the moment and she’ll never fight this again.
I’m getting close to the edge now and know he’s right there with me. Our bodies tighten together as my pussy presses against his twitching dick. His cum is being released deep within my pussy and our eyes manage to stay open.
The darkness within him is doing that for me and I know he’s no longer fighting anything. Rita’s enjoying this almost as much as I am and our orgasm continues on for an eternity of bliss. Every twitch is met with my pussy gripping him hard and I know every time he releases places more of his cum deep inside.
The moment passes as he starts to soften within me and I’m losing part of his cum. This can’t be helped and I know it’s impossible to keep it all in. I’ve tried countless time with countless men and always ends up the same. My pussy feels empty without him inside and I know he won’t be ready to go again for the remainder of the night.
I want to kiss him right now, but won’t risk taking too much of a toll. I’ve no interest in repeating another day of being forced in the shadow of her mind. It’s too much fun that I’ve already missed out on and won’t take any chances tonight.
I get out of bed as I drip down my leg and know part of the dripping is from his release. Jenna’s standing there and her eyes are on mine as her hands work her clit. She’s moaning softly as I smile at her and know a few moments won’t hurt.
“If I knew you were watching, I would’ve put on a show. Why don’t you have your brother finish you off with his tongue and sleep in here.”
She’s a little taken back by my candor, but doesn’t hesitate to head towards his bed. As I return to my bedroom, I can hear her moaning and then it starts to muffle itself. I wish I were there to watch her mouth take his flaccid dick, since she can get more inside her mouth this way, but that will have to wait until later.
I lay on my bed as the muffled moans die down and don’t hear any footsteps in the hall. Pretty soon, they’ll both be joining me in here and I won’t have to expend any effort from leaving the room. Walking is the most taxing thing I do and have never come close to understanding the reason for this.
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