The Haunting
Copyright© 2024 by Beaverhunt
Chapter 7
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 7 - 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
‘I’m back, Rita. Did you miss me? Don’t worry about your daughter. Mommy’s little angel won’t get a visit tonight.’
I get out of bed and grin as she fights, but it isn’t as strong as the previous night. All the clothes are removed and I throw on her robe and don’t bother to close the front. It no longer matters if Billy sees his mother like this, since he’s the only one standing in the way and will be a pleasure to take.
I feel my tits sway with my steps and stop at Jenna’s room. The muffled moans are a pleasure to listen to, and I wish I had time to open the door and watch, but there’s something more important to do. Rita’s starting to pick up some strength as I head to her son’s room and open the door.
His eyes move up to mine as I smile and he looks confused as he does his best to ignore my mostly naked state. “Mom, what are you doing?” he asks with a voice that matches his face.
I smile warmly as I move towards him and my form is ready. He stands in shock and tries to hold me back from getting any closer. Rita fights to stop my hands from moving down his clothed body and resting on the bulge in his pants.
‘Did you feel him twitch, Rita? I know you did. Maybe he’ll come along willingly.’
He tries to press my hands away, but my form won’t let him. “Have you even been with a real woman?”
He shakes his head as he tries to fathom my coming onto him. “Stop, mom. Please. This isn’t right?”
My fingers start to loosen his pants and his eyes move away from my face. “I bet you haven’t. I’m about to change that, Billy.”
He starts to put up a fight and must be silenced. I fall to my knees as I pull his pants down and love what I see. Even in its flaccid state, it’s amazing just how big he is.
‘How can you say that, Rita? Just look at his manhood. Your son should have been enjoying your experience, but you denied him.’
‘What kind of mother are you? You should have been pleasuring him all along and teaching him how to be a great lover. I’m not going to stop and there’s nothing you can do about it.
‘I don’t give a fuck that he’s only 18. You should have started when he reached puberty and taught him all the pleasures that come with manhood. A good mother knows what a son needs as he goes through that difficult time in his life, but you denied him.’
My hands move to take his shaft, and I love the way he feels. He’s starting to twitch as I bring the head inside and look up at him. He’s forced to watch in horror as his mother does something he never expected would happen and he struggles to find his voice.
