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The Lynches

Copyright© 2024 by Mitchie

Chapter 12

Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 12 - An ordinary family from the outside is extraordinarily incestuous within, with the father getting regular blowjobs from his hot, younger daughter. His wife doesn't lose out as lesbian incest abounds in this loving, family tale of sexual interactions mixed with exciting, everyday life. Fiction? Fact? According to the author, there's quite a mix of both! The entire ebook is available for under $4 at Bookapy!

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Fa/Fa   Consensual   NonConsensual   Romantic   Lesbian   Heterosexual   Fiction   True Story   Sports   Sharing   Incest   Mother   Father   Daughter   Group Sex   Anal Sex   Exhibitionism   Masturbation   Oral Sex   Voyeurism   Water Sports  

Michelle’s hands had stopped rubbing his head. Her body sent every drop of energy to her brain in order to process the information her father was sharing with her. The only regret she had about realizing this lifelong fantasy with her father was the concern about hurting her mother. Now that she knew that was nothing she needed to worry about, Michelle felt the weight of the world lift from her shoulders.

John watched as his daughter grabbed the hem of her shirt and lifted it over her head. She was not wearing a bra, and the nipples on her naked breasts were thick and hard. She grabbed his head and pulled it to her left breast. “Let’s give mommy a story that will make her toes curl.”


Sarah lifted her butt off the king-sized bed as Naomi unbuckled and lowered her jeans. Ever since her first time, Sarah found the act of being undressed by her lover incredibly arousing.

Naomi grabbed the waistband of her light blue silk panties and paused. “For me?” she asked excitedly.

Sarah looked down at the dark blue wet spot on the gusset of her panties and blushed. “You know how I get from long train rides.”

“Oh, so Amtrak did this?” Naomi teased as she lowered the panties down her friend’s slender legs, “Maybe you should get the conductor in here to eat this pussy instead.”

“Don’t you have a session to get to?” Sarah quipped and let her knees drop to the side.

Naomi placed her hands on the insides of Sarah’s thighs and leaned into her crotch. She took a long, slow lick up Sarah’s neatly trimmed lips and let out a sigh of satisfaction as if she had taken her first drink after crossing a desert. “You still taste like heaven, girl.”

“And nobody eats pussy better than you do.”

Those were the words that Naomi was waiting to hear. It was silly, really, but ever since John entered the picture, Naomi needed to be reinforced that she was still the best. She pushed her face back into Sarah’s pussy and put her magical tongue to work.

Sarah moaned at the feeling of Naomi’s soft, wet tongue and then felt a slight pang of remorse. She had always told John that ‘no man eats pussy better than you’ and felt a little badly at her qualification on gender to keep from lying to him. John was a very passionate and attentive lover, but for some reason, Naomi’s tongue brought her places that nobody else could match.

Naomi pushed her index finger into her friend’s folds and moved her tongue to Sarah’s clit. She felt her hips pushing back on her face, and she knew Sarah was close to cumming.

Sarah clutched and grabbed the comforter and opened her legs wider. She ground her hips on Naomi’s face and braced herself for the pending orgasm. Sarah felt her body pushed over the cliff, and she moaned, “Ohhhh ... Michelle ... that feels so good ... you’re making me cum.”

Naomi pulled back from Sarah’s crotch and watched her friend shiver in delight as the orgasm coursed through her body. When Sarah returned from Oz, Naomi raised an eyebrow and simply asked, “Michelle?”

“What about Michelle?” Sarah asked while attempting to catch her breath.

“When you came ... you called me Michelle.”

“I did no such thing.”

“Did too!”

Naomi’s face lit up in a wicked grin when she saw Sarah begin to blush. “I always knew you had a thing for your daughter.”

“I do not!” Sarah responded adamantly and blushed deeper, “I must have just been thinking about her and her father.”

“So, what’s going on with John and Michelle?” Naomi teased.

“NOTHING!” shouted Sarah, a little too emphatically. “It’s just that they’re home alone ... together and ... ummm ... I’m worried about them.”

“Doesn’t sound like ‘nothing’ to me!” Naomi looked at the bedside clock and wiped her mouth. “I’ve got to get cleaned up and get to my session, but I want to hear all about ‘nothing’ over dinner, or you get no more magic tongue this weekend.”


John kissed, sucked, and bit his daughter’s nipple while his hands explored the rest of her body. One hand was full of her firm butt cheek, and the other had snaked its way into the waistband of her jeans. He felt her wetness through her cotton panties and knew that she wanted him as badly as he wanted her.

“Take me, Daddy ... right here ... right now.”

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