Want Revenge？then Be Reborn as the Son of Your Enemy
Copyright© 2024 by danbaifen
Chapter 62: Reincarnation: Kill Dad
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 62: Reincarnation: Kill Dad - The mother was teased continuously, and the latent desires of the middle-aged woman were aroused little by little, but she didn't know that all this was secretly planned by her son... In the dark night, when her desire was rising, she didn't notice that her son's greedy eyes were staring at her...
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Incest Mother Son
“Ah...” A thunderous cry sounded, and Dad didn’t hesitate for half a second. He raised his knife and chopped at me. The bright blade reflected the moonlight and chopped at me in a short time.
At this moment, I felt the breath of death so truly. An instinct for survival suddenly surged up. I almost subconsciously dodged to the right and stretched my hand forward...
With a “chi”, a cold chill came from my left shoulder, and a string of blood beads splashed out. At the same time, my hands had grabbed Dad’s right wrist, and then I held it tightly, temporarily blocking his second wave of attack.
The father and son were fighting and kicking against the wall, trying their best to fight each other. I knew that as long as my father’s right hand holding the knife was free, my life would be reimbursed immediately. Therefore, no matter how he hit and kicked me, I gritted my teeth and persisted, refusing to let go, trying to take the knife from his hand...
Just then, my mother’s figure appeared in sight. She ran towards us with her clothes untidy and her hair disheveled, screaming in panic: “Don’t ... Husband, don’t ... Don’t...”
She stumbled to my side and rushed to me. She stood by our side, crying loudly, pulling at her father’s arms and begging him to stop, but her father, who was so angry, would not listen to her. He slapped her to the ground and continued to fight with me...
As time went by, my eyes began to blur, and I felt the burning pain on my shoulders. I gradually lost my strength and could only watch the sharp tip of the knife approaching my neck little by little...
At this critical moment, my mother suddenly rushed over, hugged my father’s thigh and bit it hard.
He screamed in pain, and the strength in his hand loosened. The cold blade suddenly turned back and stabbed into his chest!
The knife stabbed so deep that the entire blade was completely immersed in my father’s body, leaving only the handle exposed.
I could even clearly feel that the knife was stabbing at the most vulnerable part of my father’s heart, piercing his lungs!
Time seemed to stop in an instant. Dad slowly lowered his head and looked at the hilt on his chest with an expression of disbelief and horror.
Mom was also looking at him, her lips trembling violently, her pretty face as pale as death...
I loosened my hand helplessly and sat down on the ground. Suddenly, a familiar scene appeared in my mind - the bloody scene that appeared in that weird and evil dream. The difference was that the roles in the dream were reversed. The sharp knife that killed me was now inserted into Dad’s chest!
Could it be that “retribution” really exists in this world? Is there really some mysterious power in the dark that dominates the grievances and causal cycles in the world?
“You killed me ... you ... this pair of dogs and bitches ... conspired ... to kill me...” With the intermittent voice, blood continued to flow out of Dad’s mouth and nose. He swayed twice, and his body fell down as if he had lost his spine.
My mother’s body was shaking, as if she wanted to go forward to support my father, but before she could take a step, her body suddenly softened and she fainted from the weight.
I stood there blankly, not knowing how long I had been standing there, until the security guard limped to the side, and I was slightly sober. He saw the tragedy in front of him, exclaimed “Ah”, and said in a trembling voice: “I ... I will call an ambulance ... and ... call the police...” After saying that, he turned around and ran quickly to his office on duty.
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