Making Mum My Bitch
Copyright© 2025 by StJohnGeneral
Chapter 13: Sunday
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 13: Sunday - My mother, who abandoned my father and me, returns. This is how I broke her into being my pussy slave.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Ma/ft Fa/Fa Fa/ft Coercion Reluctant Gay Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual CrossDressing Shemale TransGender Fiction True Story Cheating Slut Wife Wimp Husband Incest Mother Father Daughter BDSM DomSub FemaleDom Humiliation Rough Spanking Group Sex Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Double Penetration Facial Oral Sex Squirting
Tash was at training when I got home. Dad, Mum, and Gordon were missing, so I assumed they were together. I was about to get the vacuum out and start cleaning when I decided it was a good task for my new pussy slave to do. She made me do chores when she ruled the roost, so I thought it was only fair I made her do them now that I do.
Tasha returned before anyone else, and she came inside and rushed into my arms. “Where did you go last night?” She asked tremulously. “I looked around, and you were gone.”
“I saw the future in a moment,” I replied tearily, hugging her fiercely.
“What on earth do you mean, Carina?” Tasha asked.
“You and Marla. You’re perfect for each other, babe. You’re both athletes. You’re both gorgeous. You click emotionally and intellectually. She’s your future, my love.”
“You could be,” Tasha protested tearfully.
“Really?” I asked gently. “You see a future where we’re married and I’m still getting the cock I need on the side or behind your back?” Tasha shook her head, although I’m sure she wanted to say that would be okay. We both knew it wouldn’t be. Tash was a one-woman woman even though she was having a ball fucking Gordon and Dad with me. But she’d eventually resent that I needed something outside her, which would doom our marriage.
“We’re not breaking up immediately,” I told her as we kissed lovingly. “But I won’t be moved to the side gradually. When you’re ready to be exclusive with Marla, you and Marla will tell me, and I’ll bow out gracefully. I love you too much to do anything else.”
“You sound so sure,” Tasha said mournfully.
“I am,” I said. “But you can’t tell me you’re not excited about what you and Marla can be and have.”
“I am,” Tasha admitted. “But I don’t want to hurt you. I love you too much to do that.”
“Then you, me, and Marla will fuck like rabbits until then. Sound like a plan?” I giggled.
“I will cry when I tell you,” Tasha said, already crying.
“As will I when you do,” I replied, tearing up, too.
We went to bed and made love. Tasha tasted me and then pulled faces as she stuck out her tongue. “Oh, shit!” I embarrassedly exclaimed. “I haven’t showered today.”
I tried to push Tasha away, but she attacked my messy pussy anyway. I had Tom’s and Gordon’s cum in me, and I couldn’t see how she could eat me without throwing up. I stopped protesting when her lips surrounded my nubbin, and her index finger swirled over my G-spot. I screamed my appreciation and held her head to me tightly instead.
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