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Getting Caught

Copyright© 2020 by Beaverhunt

Chapter 12

Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 12 - A mother catches her son and daughter kissing passionately and touching. Her husband and her have fantasized during roleplay about them, so she secretly tapes them. They confront the teens, giving them a choice: concede to their sexual demands, or face prison. They reluctantly agree to the blackmail and make the best choice for them, and the parent's dreams come true. By the author of The Island, Justice, Blackmailed Mom, My Brother's Wife, The Haunting, My Desires, The Arrangement and more!

Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   mt/ft   Ma/ft   mt/Fa   Blackmail   Coercion   NonConsensual   Reluctant   BiSexual   Heterosexual   Fiction   Incest   Mother   Son   Brother   Sister   Father   Daughter   Group Sex   Anal Sex   Oral Sex   Petting  

Her eyes open as I speak in a fatherly voice. “Time for dinner, Bre.”

She rolls her brown eyes with the look of perturbed innocence. “Can’t we just lay here, daddy?”

I let out a soft laugh. “Not unless you want me passing out on you.”

She smiles up at me in a way that reminds me so much of myself. “I don’t care if you do, daddy.”

I’m pulling further away as my eyes draw down to her wonderful nipples standing out so hard against her pale flesh. Her fingers slip away from my cheeks, which makes me wish we could lay here. I pull further back to see her legs spread before me with lips closed to her hole that took me so easily. Some of my cum can be seen on the pink, but most is buried deep within her.

I get up without saying a word, since the temptation of laying with her is great. My flaccid dick swings and bounces with each step in hopes that my wife does have dinner ready. Fingers touch my cheeks as my daughter tries to tempt me back to bed, and almost turn back to kiss her again.

The table’s in view as her fingers dig in, but the sandwiches and beer’s the greater temptation for an empty stomach and flaccid state. My wife smiles as her hard nipples peak over the table with a glass of red wine in her hand. I’m not the only one with a beer and my wife’s not the only one with wine. I’m not worried about my daughter’s tolerance to alcohol, since it takes more than that to get her drunk. That’s the only reason she would’ve taken as much of the single malt as she did with her brother.

I sit as my wife’s smile turns to a grin. “Sounded like you two had some fun.” I’m about to answer as cushion presses against ass, but Yoli doesn’t give either of us the opportunity to say anything. “Eat, drink and recover, for soon we shall all fuck.”

Laughter erupts from the table. Prior to last night, my wife never used language like that outside the cabin. I like this version of Yoli; relaxed and more easy going around our kids.

We all start to dig in to the simple meal that signifies so much. Being naked at the table’s freeing almost to the point of the cabin. There’s something special about this moment of relaxation. Neither of the kids are embarrassed about this moment. They’re both excited as they rush through their meals knowing what’s about to happen.

Plates and glasses are taken to the sink once we’re all ready and what little trash have’s thrown away. The dishes will be washed later, since there’s other things on our minds that are more pressing. Sexual energy builds in the kitchen as flesh brushes against flesh, which causes my flaccid state to twitch towards life.

Yoli and Drew end up in front of me and Bre as we walk towards my bedroom. Hands press to cheeks as I smile at the sight, and take my daughter’s hand in my own, which she grips in a pleasant way. There’s a false innocence in the way her fingers press through mine, which causes me to twitch a little harder. Sexual desire continues to grow and press in hard from all around as our grip tightens a little in anticipation.

Hands pull away with reluctance as we reach my bedroom, and watch my wife take him by the hand to lead him to her side of the bed. A great temptation to bend Bre over my bed hits me hard, but fight it off. There’s another position that seems more fitting for this first of the four of us in the same bed.

My fingers part and she responds with some reluctance as I watch my son lies down on his back before me, and speak with a tone of desire. “Daddy’s getting into bed first, then you’re going to get on top to fuck me.”

A nod’s all she can manage as I watch my wife position herself over Drew. I crawl into bed in a ready state that doesn’t hurt, which is so much better. I’m on my back as my eyes are drawn to the sighs of my wife taking her time riding Drew, and wonder how many times they’ve already fucked today.

Knees press against my legs as Yoli release a moan. There’s no taking her time as my eyes pull to hers, and press my hand down to the base of my hard shaft. Desire fills her face as lips press to tip, both wet in anticipation. Her hole’s found and lowers herself with pleasure on her face. Her pussy feels every bit as amazing as the first time as she gladly takes every inch without hesitation.

My hands move up her slender stomach as Drew starts moan out next to me. Bre starts to ride me with a pussy that feels amazing. Fingers reach soft flesh as my eyes move down to her hard nipples. My daughter starts to ride me a little harder as her tits bounce wonderfully in my hands.

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