Possession
Copyright© 2025 by danbaifen
Chapter 50
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 50 - Novel type: incest, mother, son, sister, elder sister, aunt, teacher, neighbor. I kissed my mother's smooth forehead and whispered softly: "Mom, how nice it would be if you could really be my wife?" "Mom, do you know? I really want to take care of you, take care of you for the rest of my life." "Mom, how nice it would be if I were not your son?" "Mom, the most romantic thing I can think of is to grow old with you. I want to be with you forever and ever..." "Mom, I love you so much..."
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Incest Mother Son Sister Aunt Teacher/Student
My sister saw my expression was a little strange: “Brother, what’s wrong with you?”
I pretended to be calm: “Nothing.”
My sister thought Isabelle was not there, so she became bolder. She pinched my face: “Why do you look so strange?”
“Really?”
I pretended to be puzzled and touched my face: “Why don’t I feel anything?”
Afraid that my sister would notice something strange, I quickly picked up food for her: “Eat quickly, I will send you back to school later.”
“Oh...” My sister was obviously unhappy when she heard it. She responded calmly. She lost interest when she heard about school.
My sister suddenly said jokingly: “Is Isabelle trying to run away?”
My cock was clamped by Isabelle’s pussy under the table. The tingling and tight feeling made it difficult for me to maintain a normal tone: “A ... a meal is not worth much money.”
Suddenly, I felt that the cock under my crotch seemed to be detached from Isabelle’s pussy inch by inch.
I was a little disappointed, but my sister was beside me, so I had no choice but to let Isabelle spit my cock out of her pussy little by little.
My sister stopped using her chopsticks, and said in a light tone: “Brother, I don’t like you and Isabelle getting too close.”
“Huh?”
I looked at my sister’s beautiful profile in surprise, and didn’t understand why she suddenly said this, because I thought I had kept a good distance from Isabelle today.
Isabelle’s body under the table paused, and the action of pulling out her cock also stopped. Obviously, she heard what my sister said.
At this moment, half of my cock was still inserted into Isabelle’s tender pussy.
I was so nervous that I was afraid that my sister would find out that I was having sex with Isabelle, and I was even more worried that Isabelle would find out about my incestuous relationship with my sister: “Did you? We didn’t get too close, did we?”
There was obvious jealousy in my sister’s words: “Not yet? Why did you peel shrimps and pick up vegetables for her?”
I was shocked. It seemed that my sister was pretending to be calm just now. Isabelle was there just now, so she had been jealous and dissatisfied with me picking up vegetables for Isabelle.
Now that Isabelle was “not there”, she naturally had to express her dissatisfaction.
Isabelle’s honey hole under my crotch suddenly tightened, and my cock seemed to be grabbed by someone’s hand, but there was no pain, only endless pleasure.
Isabelle under the table should also care about her sister’s words. After hearing what her sister said, she must have been very dissatisfied.
I have a close relationship with your brother, what right do you, as a sister, have to say anything?!
What surprised me even more was that as my sister’s voice fell, the penis that had been constantly withdrawn from Isabelle’s beautiful hole was swallowed into her body bit by bit.
I really couldn’t imagine how Isabelle, a tall and long-legged girl, could lie on the ground with her back bent and her buttocks raised, and actively complete the action of swallowing and spitting out the penis in a difficult rear-entry position in the narrow space under the table.
My legs were stretched straight to resist the endless pleasure and avoid ejaculating in Isabelle’s little hole.
Isabelle under the table suddenly changed her mind and took my penis into her body bit by bit. It was probably stimulated by her sister. This active swallowing might be her expression of dissatisfaction!
I tried to act normal: “Aren’t we good friends? What’s wrong with that?”
My sister bit my arm lightly when she heard that, and acted like a child: “I don’t care, I’m not happy anyway.”
I was worried that Isabelle under the table would hear something, so in order to calm my sister, I didn’t care about Isabelle’s feelings under the table, and could only coax her sister: “Okay, okay, I’ll listen to you.”
My sister’s eyebrows relaxed and a smile appeared on her face when she heard that.
There were two dull hip-collision sounds under the table, and the swollen cock quickly left Isabelle’s pussy and was swallowed into her body in an instant.
Isabelle took the initiative to swallow and spit out these two quick thrusts, and with the force of her beautiful buttocks hitting my waist and abdomen, it seemed that she was extremely dissatisfied with my compromise with my sister.
My sister was sitting next to me, but I inserted my cock into Isabelle’s vagina under the table in a doggy style, and Isabelle was still venting her anger by swallowing and spitting out my cock with her beautiful pussy, and hitting me with her little buttocks to express her dissatisfaction.
Under the attack of various psychological and physical pleasures, I was trembling with pleasure.
My sister was chewing rice wine dumplings in small bites, and the red on her face had not faded. Her pretty face was so touching.
I admired my sister’s beautiful profile and gritted my teeth to enjoy the active service of the beautiful girl swallowing the dick under the table.
My sister felt strange: “Brother, why are you looking at me all the time?”
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