Conquer
Copyright© 2025 by danbaifen
Chapter 20
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 20 - Novel type: incest, mother, son, sister, mother-in-law, teacher. Mom finally realized that she made a wrong choice. She was like a beautiful candle stuck in my big candlestick, unable to move or resist. It was like meat on a chopping board, so uncomfortable.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Incest Mother Son Sister Aunt Teacher/Student
When we finished packing and opened the door, Barbara was already getting impatient. She pouted and tapped the wall with her key in boredom. When she saw me, she asked angrily, “Why did you take so long to open the door? I’ve been waiting here for so long.”
I was a little impatient with her: “Why are you so stubborn? Why can’t you sit on the sofa and play with your phone for a while? Why do you have to block the door?”
“Who knew it would take you so long to open the door?” She pushed me aside and walked into the house. Seeing Patricia was also there, she was a little surprised: “Oh, sister-in-law is here too.”
“Yeah.” Patricia had just experienced an orgasm and the blush on her face had not yet faded, so she looked a little embarrassed.
Barbara lay on the bed and rummaged around, and saw the flesh-colored pantyhose that Patricia had just taken off, and picked it up and looked at it in confusion. I quickly stepped forward, snatched it away, and asked, “What are you looking for?”
“Library card.” Barbara looked back at the stockings in her hand with a look of suspicion.
Patricia and I had just made love on this bed, and the sheets were still warm. To hide my embarrassment, I pushed her aside and rummaged around. Finally, I found a plastic library card in the crack of the bed. I handed it to her and pushed her out of the room.
As Barbara walked away, she turned back and asked, “What were you doing in the house?”
“Studying!” After saying that, he slammed the door shut with a bang.
Patricia sat on the bed, sighed, and complained, “It’s always like this.”
I said apologetically, “You are just a kid, you don’t know much. Let’s ... continue learning.”
Patricia fell on the bed, mumbling, “What am I learning? I’m almost falling apart.”
Maybe I was too strong just now, Patricia’s small body couldn’t bear it. I felt a little sorry, so I sat beside her, kneaded her back gently with my hands, and said with a smile: “Let me give you a massage. Do you feel comfortable?”
“Hmm~!” Patricia lay on the bed with her eyes closed, making sounds like she was mumbling in her sleep.
Just then, there was another knock on the door.
I asked impatiently, “You’ve found the thing, what else are you going to do?”
“Brother, I have something to tell you.”
Well, it’s Elizabeth’s turn this time.
Patricia sat up suddenly and asked in a low voice, “Is this your wild sister?”
I nodded and opened the door. I saw Elizabeth leaning against the door. I asked her, “What’s going on?”
Before Elizabeth could speak, Barbara’s indignant voice came: “Why did you wait so long when I knocked on the door? You opened the door immediately when she knocked?”
I didn’t know how to respond to her for a moment, so I could only yell, “Shut up!” Then I looked at Elizabeth and said, “Go ahead.”
“Dad said he won’t be back at noon, so let’s find a way to eat. I want to steam some rice, can you go downstairs and buy some vegetables?”
I looked back at Patricia, nodded and said, “Okay.”
Before leaving, Elizabeth glanced into the room and said with a smile, “This must be my sister-in-law, we’ve met her before.” Then she waved her hand.
Patricia quickly sat up straight and waved to her. After Elizabeth left, she breathed a sigh of relief. I couldn’t help but laugh and said, “Why are you so nervous?”
“It’s all because of you that you described her as a demon. Now I get nervous when I see her.”
“She has achieved her goal, so she should behave herself.” I held her hand and said, “Let’s go out and buy groceries together, and have lunch here.”
Patricia thought about it, agreed, tidied her appearance, and went downstairs with me.
While shopping in the supermarket, Patricia suddenly asked, “You said her goal has been achieved. What was that goal?”
“Do I need to ask? Of course I want to have a home.” I replied casually while picking vegetables.
“Is it that simple?”
“What do you mean?” I asked, turning back.
“Hmm ... I feel like her purpose isn’t that simple. I always feel like you guys are inviting a wolf into the house.”
“Then what else could her purpose be, to seek revenge and tear down our house?”
“Then I don’t know, but my intuition tells me that she is not that simple.”
“What intuition?”
“Women’s intuition.” Patricia puffed out her chest and said proudly.
I sneered, “Then please use your woman’s intuition to tell me whether I can be admitted to Tsinghua University?”
“I don’t need intuition to answer you. It’s impossible.”
We were just joking, so I didn’t take her sarcasm seriously. Patricia’s words made sense. Although Elizabeth grew up in that kind of family environment, which was quite pitiful, her personality was really worrying, especially since she claimed that she still had the videotape in her hand, which was like a time bomb that might explode one day.
When I answered the phone, the rice was already steamed, so I showed off my cooking skills and fried a few dishes. Patricia was very surprised and asked, “When did you learn how to fry?”
“I learned this from my dad recently.”
Patricia patted my shoulder and giggled.
I asked, “What do you mean?”
“My mom also told me to learn some cooking skills. It seems that she was overthinking it.”
“I think your mother is right. You should learn a little bit, so that you won’t starve to death if you can’t get married in the future.”
As soon as she finished speaking, Patricia raised her leg and kicked me in the butt.
The food was served and everyone sat down. When I filled the first bowl and was about to give it to someone, I was stunned. The three girls looked at me at the same time, with some expectation in their eyes. I held the bowl and glanced at their faces. For a moment, I didn’t know who to give it to first.
His mind was racing. Patricia was the guest, so he should give it to her first. But Barbara would definitely accuse him of favoring women over girls. If he gave it to Elizabeth first, Barbara would still be unhappy. If he gave it to Barbara first, Elizabeth might not say anything, but she might not know what she was thinking.
After hesitating for a moment, I finally placed the bowl in front of me. The three women were still looking at me. I coughed lightly, “What are you standing there for? Serve your own food. Do you still want me to serve you?”
The three girls then started to serve the rice. Although the rice cooker was closer to Elizabeth, Barbara was quick-witted and grabbed the spatula first, shaking it at her proudly. Elizabeth didn’t react much, but I sighed in my heart, thinking that this meal might be difficult to finish.
As expected, after the meal was served, no one spoke anymore. The clinking of bowls and chopsticks made an awkward scene. After a moment of silence, Patricia made some small talk and praised, “I didn’t expect you to cook this dish so well.”
“Then eat more.” I stretched out my chopsticks to pick up some food for her, but I bumped into Elizabeth’s chopsticks. She hesitated for a moment and took the initiative to move back. I felt a little embarrassed and put some food into Patricia’s bowl, and then picked up some for Elizabeth.
Barbara couldn’t bear it anymore and took the initiative to pass the bowl to me. I rolled my eyes at her and said, “You don’t have hands.”
“But they have hands too.” Barbara said sourly.
I sighed, picked up some for her, and muttered, “Come on, come on, eat more, eat more.”
Elizabeth smiled and said, “Brother, your cooking is really delicious.”
Before I could say anything, Barbara said, “What’s so delicious about this? It’s so salty.”
I was stunned for a moment and took the food out of her bowl. Barbara shouted, “What are you doing?”
“You think the food is too salty, so just eat rice.”
“You can’t just eat rice.” Barbara took the food back and muttered, “If only mom was at home, I wouldn’t have to eat the pickled vegetables you fried.”
Patricia asked,” Where’s Aunt Mary?”
“I’m on a business trip for the company for several days.” I replied.
Patricia bit her chopsticks and asked,” Is Aunt Mary feeling unwell?”
“I am a little bit unwell. I have a stomachache.”
“Oh, no wonder. The other day I heard Aunt Mary tell my mom that she wanted to go to the hospital for a checkup.”
I turned to look at her: “When?”
“It’s been a few days. It should be before Aunt Mary went on a business trip.”
I suddenly remembered the erotic dream I had a few days ago, and somehow, I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. It was as if there was something I was not aware of.
Just as I was lost in thought, Elizabeth suddenly said, “Brother, I have something to ask of you.”
“What’s up?”
“Please take me home to get some clothes.”
“Oh, then I’ll get it for you this afternoon.”
“No, no!” Barbara said quickly, “We agreed to go to the library together this afternoon.”
I was stunned and asked in confusion: “When did you agree on this?”
“Just now.”
“What time was it just now?”
“Just ... eight hours ago.”
“I was still sleeping eight hours ago. Did you agree on this in your dream?”
“I guess so.”
“Stop it.”
Barbara lowered her head and muttered quietly, “When someone asks you to do something, you immediately agree. When I ask you to go out with me, you yell and scream.”
I looked at her with a mixture of laughter and tears: “ Barbara, what’s wrong with you today? You’re so jealous. What are you talking about?”
“Who is jealous? Humph!” Barbara felt uncomfortable as if her secrets were exposed by me. She glared at me and said, “Who am I jealous of? Jealous of you? Stop being so conceited.”
I suddenly found it funny and teased her intentionally: “Do you feel that with one more person in the family, your position as sister is no longer secure? Don’t forget that you also have a younger sister. You are the older sister now.”
Barbara snorted, puffed her cheeks and said, “Who cares?”
“Look at you, you’re already in high school, why are you still acting like a child?”
Barbara rolled her eyes at me and said, “She’s just a kid, why do you care about her?”
I couldn’t help but laugh and said, “Okay, I understand. You used to be the youngest in the family, and everyone doted on you. Now suddenly you have a younger sister, and you become the second child.”
Barbara seemed to have understood what I said. She slammed her chopsticks on the table, her eyes red, and got up to go back to the house.
Patricia squinted at me and sneered, “You are such a fool.”
I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry: “It was just a little joke, I didn’t say anything.”
“Don’t talk while eating or sleeping, I don’t know. You’re the only one who talks too much!”
“Well, anyone can educate me.”
Elizabeth sat opposite me, eating obediently with her head down, without saying a word. I sighed, picked up the remote control and turned on the TV, just as the opening music of Today’s Talk started playing.
The case we are talking about today is about a beastly father who molested his own daughter and abused his wife for a long time. In the end, his wife and daughter could not bear the humiliation and committed suicide by taking medicine.
Patricia cursed indignantly: “This father is really not a human being.”
I echoed her: “He is indeed not a human being. He actually attacked his own daughter.” After saying this, I suddenly remembered what happened that night. I also attacked my own mother. Who am I?
“Beast.” Patricia cursed through gritted teeth.
I was lost in thought, and without thinking, I echoed, “Yes, beast.” After saying that, I was stunned for a moment, turned my head and looked at her, “Who are you scolding?”
Patricia was also stunned, pointing at the TV and saying, “Scold the guy on TV.”
“Ohhhh ... yes! It’s a beast.”
I laughed dryly to hide my embarrassment and looked meaninglessly at Elizabeth opposite me. She lowered her head, holding the chopsticks tightly in her right hand, and did not move at all, as if she had stopped breathing.
I asked, “What’s wrong with you?”
Elizabeth finally came to her senses and smiled at me: “Nothing.”
“Hmm...” Although I felt that she was a little abnormal, I couldn’t ask her since she didn’t say anything. She changed the subject and said, “I’ll get your clothes for you later.”
“No rush. You can go to the library with Barbara this afternoon. We can talk about the clothes later.”
“Oh, that’s fine. I’ll get it for you tomorrow when I have time.”
After lunch, I planned to go to the library with Barbara as agreed, but she got angry, crossed her arms, sat on the bed, and refused to leave. After much persuasion, I finally picked her up and took her out of the house while she was struggling and screaming.
Patricia was going to go home, but I told her that she would study at home, so why not go to the library with us, the atmosphere there is better than at home. Patricia thought about it and followed us.
I stayed in the library until the evening, and when I returned home, I unexpectedly found that my mother had returned from a business trip.
I don’t know why, but I was a little excited after not seeing my mother for a few days. I pushed open the bedroom door and saw my mother sitting by the bed, her brows furrowed, her eyes staring straight ahead, her face pale and haggard, as if she had just recovered from a serious illness.
I felt distressed secretly, walked over, and asked quietly: “Mom, when did you come back?”
Mom didn’t say anything or even look at me.
“Mom, you don’t look well. Are you feeling unwell?”
My mother had no expression on her face and said weakly, “Get out.”
I hesitated for a moment and said, “Mom, how about I make you some more porridge?”
“I asked you to get out.” Mom’s voice was still cold.
My mother’s attitude made me feel scared and wronged. I wanted to say something, but Barbara pulled my arm from behind and dragged me out. Barbara asked, “What’s wrong with mom? How come you look like a lost soul after going on a business trip?”
“I don’t know.”
Although I said this, I felt a little uneasy because of what had happened recently and the change in my mother’s attitude towards me. Ever since I had that erotic dream in the morning, a terrible idea had been lingering in my mind. I didn’t dare to think about it, nor did I dare to confirm it, but my mother’s attitude seemed to confirm that terrible idea.
Back in the bedroom, I sat at the desk in a daze, recalling the recent events over and over again. Mom was retching and wanted to vomit, she was inexplicably furious, and she told Aunt Linda that she wanted to go to the hospital. After connecting these things, the more I thought about it, the more scared I became. If it was really as I thought, then I was really worse than an animal.
Since my mother came back, she has been locked in her room, and Barbara always brings her dinner. In the past, I would have been the first to do this kind of work, but now I am really a little afraid to face my mother.
My bedroom was still occupied by Barbara. I lay on the sofa in the living room at night, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. The next day, I had no mood to study, so I simply went to Elizabeth’s house to help her get clothes.
Elizabeth gave me the key. When I opened the door, a damp and musty smell hit my nose. An old house that has no one living in it will become like this after a few days of not being ventilated. I didn’t have the heart to complain. I searched for a few clothes in her room closet and was about to leave when I heard the sound of a key turning in the door.
I was stunned. The first thing that came to my mind was that Elizabeth had come along too? But I immediately dismissed this idea. Her key was with me, and her leg was injured. If she could have come by herself, she would have come a long time ago.
A moment later, the door opened and a man in his fifties came in. He was wearing glasses and had an unshaven beard. He was also startled when he saw me. He instinctively took a step back, stared at me warily, and asked in a stern voice: “Who are you? How did you get in?”
“Open the door and come in.” I shook the key in my hand.
“Where did you get the key? No, who are you?”
“I am...” I guessed that this was Elizabeth’s uncle. I was about to tell the truth when I suddenly remembered that Elizabeth seemed to have never said whether the family over there already knew the whole thing. If she didn’t mention it and I told the truth, wouldn’t I be stirring up a hornet’s nest?
“I’m asking you, who are you? Where did you get the key?” the man shouted.
“Elizabeth gave it to me.”
“Elizabeth?” The man frowned and looked at me suspiciously: “What is your relationship with Elizabeth? Why did she give you the key?”
“I’m Elizabeth’s friend. She hurt her leg and I brought her some clothes.”
“Her leg is injured?” The man was a little surprised: “Where is she? Where is she now?”
I thought of the bruises on Elizabeth’s face, and felt extremely disgusted with the man in front of me. I raised the bag of clothes in my hand and said, “I’m here to get clothes for her. When I see her later, ask her to call you back.”
After I finished speaking, I walked out. The man immediately blocked my way, stretched out his hand and pushed me, saying, “Don’t go. Make your words clear first.”
“I told you, I’ll have her call you back later.” I insisted on walking out, but he pressed my shoulders and yelled,” Where is Elizabeth now?”
I got anxious too. I stared at him and shouted, “I don’t know! Take your hand off me!”
“Young man, what are you yelling about? What, do you want to hit someone again?”
I didn’t want to pay attention to him, so I lowered my head and tried to get out, but the man pushed me hard and I took a few steps back. I got angry and threw the bag in my hand at him...
Half an hour later, we both showed up at the police station. I had bruises on my face, but he didn’t get any advantage. I didn’t want to fight him at first, but when I thought of Elizabeth’s bruises on her face, I got so angry that I ended up fighting with him. This man was old, but he was quite fierce when he fought. It was obvious that he was not a good person. Later, the neighbors called the police, and we were taken to the police station.
Not long after, my mother came and I instinctively dodged in fear. Unexpectedly, she did not hit me this time. Under the mediation of the police, I reached a settlement with Elizabeth’s uncle. Before leaving the police station, Elizabeth’s uncle asked about Elizabeth’s whereabouts. My mother squinted at him and replied, “I’ll ask you to contact Elizabeth.”
After getting in the car, I was afraid that my mother would scold me, so I touched the painful spot on my face and groaned, “Ouch, it hurts. That old guy was really cruel.”
My mother glanced at me, said nothing, and stretched out her hand to start the car. I laughed and said, “Mom, you are so impressive. You just said something casually and that old guy dared not even fart.”