The Haunting
Copyright© 2024 by Beaverhunt
Chapter 14
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 14 - 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
She pulls herself away as she ponders the thoughts I’m putting into her head and returns to her bedroom to get dressed. Rita almost forgets to put a bra on and I need to urge her to put it on. Neither of us like the idea of her body being covered and hate the bra most of all. It bites into her flesh and she wishes they would make these horrid things in some other fashion.
She writes out a note before heading out and the drive is rather lovely. It’s been a long time since I’ve been away from the farm and the changes are amazing. It used to be empty fields for as far as the eye can see and now buildings stand high in the sky.
Progress is a good thing as long as it stays away from my farm, since neighbors can ruin the fun. I don’t want anyone dropping by unannounced and having to stop in the middle of something interesting. The adult shop is approaching quickly and I’m glad that we don’t have to go out of our way.
She’s searching her mind as to the reason for stopping here and I assure her it’s something good. Rita gets out of the car and moves quickly into the store with a sense she should never be in a place like this. I can only do so much during the day and a little surprised at just how willing she is to go along with my whispers.
I know what these places are from her mind and we’re both amazed by the variety of toys for men and women. It’s the lube that’s needed right now and I force her to ignore the other items. Rita reads through the uses and the variety is truly amazing. This isn’t the first time I’ve seen lube, but it was always the man that went to get it and I never realized just how many types there are.
Her hand reaches for a clear bottle and the purpose is anal, which she almost puts back. ‘That’s the one, Rita. Trust me. No, I’m not out of my mind. If it works on the ass, it has to work for the lips. Imagine watching your daughter sucking his dick with his shaft coated. Not just that, but think about how much easier it will be for you.
‘That’s right, Rita. It has nothing to do with the real purpose of the lube. It’s not like either of you are going to take him there. I know it would hurt like hell, which is why I would never suggest anal between you and your son.
‘Your daughter? I don’t want her to get hurt anymore than you. This is the best option and you know it. Yes, I’m sure. Maybe you should get a couple of bottles, just to be on the safe side.’
She’s a little nervous as she pays the man who pays no real attention to her and she’s grateful for the small miracle. Perhaps if she were dressed at least a little sexy, he would notice a lot more than one more customer among the countless. He hands her a bag with the lube inside and a receipt as she goes to leave quickly and continue on to the grocery store.
The grocers have changed a lot and I think it’s a good thing. I remember having to go to several places to get what they have here in one place. It’s going to save time and get us home that much sooner. Rita doesn’t need to be urged to pick up the pace as she gets what’s she needs and she’s glad there’s no line to wait in.
There’s some doubt starting to creep into her mind about the lube and it takes a lot to calm her. Rita wants to return to the adult store to get something else, since she doesn’t want to give Billy the wrong idea. It isn’t easy to allay her fears and I barely manage to calm her enough to continue on.
The signs of civilization are no longer there and my farm comes into view. She stops in front of the house and can’t see any signs of her children. They can’t still be asleep, but they may still be in bed together.
‘Do you think they’re fucking? I’m being serious. I know you’ve thought about, even before last night. You can’t lie to me, Rita. There’s nothing to be embarrassed about.
‘No, I don’t think they are, but it’s a matter of time before it happens. Alright, I’ll drop it for now.’
She takes the bags into the house with her and has to set them down to open the door. She doesn’t hear any signs of pleasure, but the shower’s running and at least one of them still knows the importance of hygiene. The groceries are put away as she sets out to make breakfast and knows the smell will draw them both to the kitchen.
The water turns off just as she’s on the verge of finishing and they both come out of the bathroom. Neither is dry as they head into the kitchen and Rita smiles at the thoughts of what they did together. His dick is flaccid as they both look a little exhausted, but there’s nothing to be done about it.
Rita comes close to asking if they’ve fucked, but holds her tongue. She doesn’t really want to know the truth if they have and neither will lie to her. No matter how hard she tries, she can’t get the image out of her mind and a wet spot is forming on her pants.
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