Incest Cursed Cabin
Copyright© 2025 by Syntheticincest
Chapter 6
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 6 - Powerful business man purchases an incest cursed cabin and becomes corrupted as he is on a business trip.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Fa/Fa Ma/Ma Consensual Mind Control BiSexual Heterosexual Paranormal Incest Mother Son Brother Sister Father Daughter InLaws Group Sex Anal Sex Cream Pie Facial Masturbation Squirting
Belinda (Bel), Horne, 18, goth daughter
Martin/Marty Horne, 42, Dad
Helen, 39, Mom
Ethan, 24, Son, engaged to Faith
Ivy Summers, 18, goth daughter
Dan Summers, 42, Dad
Faith Hopewell, 23, Daughter, engaged to Ethan
Noah, 42, Dad
Sarah, 42, Mom
Jared, 21, Son
My name is Belinda Horne, Bel for short. Perverse incestuous darkness has started at my private Christian college. My best friend, Ivy, and I are facilitating it! We are both goth. We emphasize our individuality within the dress code. We wear plaid goth skirts and blouses, and as much makeup as possible. The blouses hide our tats and witchy pendants. We wear goth tights with patterns to tease. This is how the corruption began.
“Someone put a VHS tape in my locker,” I said, meeting Ivy after classes by the flagpole on campus. I pulled it out of my black shoulder bag and showed her. “I didn’t think anyone made these anymore.”
“Someone put a black perfume bottle in my locker,” she said. She pulled it out of her shoulder bag. “It looked legit, so I opened it. Here. Sniff.”
“Whoa! I smell sex and incense,” I said. “It’s a heady combo. Intoxicating. Who got into our lockers?”
“We could ask security to check their tapes,” she said. “My dad’s not picking me up for a while.”
“Let’s do it!” I said. “We can find out if someone is stalking us!”
“They’ll be checking us out while we check the footage,” she said.
We walked to the admin building and into a large office with dozens of large monitors. An older lady in uniform took our information. She let us review the security footage with her. The cameras glitched by our lockers at the same time.
We thanked her and left.
“Whoa. Paranormal,” Ivy said as we exited the building. It was hot and humid for Fall. Dark clouds appeared overhead. Thunder rumbled in the distance.
“The timestamp was the same,” I said as we walked across the well-kept campus grounds. “That means planning.”
“It’s a conspiracy,” she said. We both laughed. We saw Ivy’s dad’s luxury SUV parked along the tree-lined street. The passenger side window rolled down.
“Hi, girls,” Dan smiled, seated behind the wheel.
“Did you have to wait long, Dad?” Ivy asked.
“Nope. Want a ride home?” he asked me.”It looks like rain.”
“Thank you, Mr. Summers,” I said, getting in the back.
“Dan,” he smiled. “You are so polite.”
There was a cloudburst before Dan started the engine. The noise obscured everything outside. It hid what happened next from people and security cameras.
Ivy told her dad about what we found in our lockers. She showed him the perfume bottle. I showed him the VHS tape.
“VHS? That is old school,” he chuckled.
What Ivy did next triggered everything!
“Here, smell this, Dad,” she said, opening the bottle.
The air in the luxury vehicle filled with an overpowering, seductive scent. I gasped as my pussy lubed. The more I inhaled, the more aroused I became!
Ivy’s eyes widened, and she stared at her dad, licking her dark lips. Her pupils were so dilated that her eyes appeared black.
Dan’s brow furrowed. His unshaven face flushed. His nostrils flared. He stared hard at his daughter as if seeing her as a desirable sexual being for the first time.
“It’s a sin to feel this way,” Dan grunted, his voice low, his pupils dilated.
“Lot’s daughters fucked their dad,” Ivy breathed. She got on her knees on the seat. She pressed her open mouth over Dan’s. I could see they were tongue dancing. Her slender fingers gripped the back of his head.
He shook his head, trying to keep his mouth away from Ivy’s probing tongue. A dark impulse moved through me. I leaned forward and reached over the backseat. I squeezed his pronounced cock outline through his dress pants.
“She wants you, Dan,” I whispered in his ear. “She wants to have incest with her hot, handsome daddy.” I stuck my tongue in his ear and chewed on his earlobe. “Fuck her, Dan! You know you want to! Fuck your horny daughter!”
Ivy pushed my hand away and began tugging on his cock bulge. “I bet I can make you come in your pants, Daddy,” she giggled, jerking hard.
“This is a terrible sin,” Dan breathed, his hands cupping Ivy’s ample tits through her blouse and bra.
I licked and sucked on his neck as my hands squeezed his chest through his dress shirt. My filthy words came from a hidden place within me. “Let her relieve your tension, Dan. All that stress from running a company. She knows exactly what you desire!”
“Come for me, Daddy,” Ivy purred. “Come in your pants. Let go. I’ll clean you off with my mouth and tongue.”
“God help me,” Dan groaned, unbuttoning Ivy’s blouse. “I can’t help myself.”
Ivy pressed her open mouth over her dad’s as she tugged him through his pants.
Their sloppy kissing got to me. I pressed my open mouth against theirs. Their slimy, wet tongues danced with mine. We breathed in each other’s breaths. I reached under my skirt and began rubbing my wet pussy.
Dan reached under Ivy’s skirt. He began finger fucking her. She groaned and humped against his hand.
The rain made us invisible to the outside world as the three of us licked our tongues together. I masturbated as Dan finger fucked his daughter, and she jerked him off thought his pants.
“Fuck! Fuck!” Ivy shivered and gasped as she came on her dad’s fingers. “Fucking coming! Commmiiinnnggg! Fuuuccckkk!”
“Godsdamn! Fuck! This is so fucking siiiccckkk!” I cried, squirting on my hand, spraying in my tights.
Through lust-slitted eyes, I saw Ivy’s face grimace, her hand still jerking. “Oooh, Bel! Look at my Dad’s pants!”
Dan was grunting like a beast. His hips jerked. He gripped the steering wheel with one hand. His thick cock was spurting so much cum, it had pushed through the fabric of his dress pants. The cock cream was drooling down his knee!
“Oh, my fucking god!” Ivy gasped. She leaned over and sucked the cum on the pants. Dan panted and shoved his tongue in my mouth. “Get your fucking clothes off,” he growled at me.
Ivy smiled up at us, her dark lips and chin covered with cock slime. “Time to clean your cock, Daddy!” she giggled.
I began stripping out of my clothes as Ivy undid her dad’s pants.
“Let’s have some full on biblical incest fucking,” Dan sneered, watching his daughter. He adjusted his seat into the recline position.
Ivy gripped her dad’s thick cock by the base. Her dark eyes burned, watching her father watching her. She sucked hard on the bloated head. I could see she worked out more cum spurts by her expression.
She pulled her mouth off his cock, keeping her lips pressed together, looking at me.
Dan watched us as she pressed her open mouth over mine, sharing his cumload.
As delicious as it was, I knew my own family’s would taste better. Her blouse was open, and her black lace bra unclasped. His jizz drooled out of our mouths and we played with it. We giggled as we smeared it onto each other’s tits and nipples.
“This is better than fucking porn,” Dan muttered, fodling his daughter’s slime covered tits. “Ride my cock, princess, while Bel rides my face,” he growled, his face darkened with lust.
Outside, the storm had increased in intensity. It concealed our perverse threesome inside the SUV.
Ivy rode her dad’s cock while I drove my pussy against his face. The SUV was noisy with our moans and cries of pleasure. Our outbursts were perverse and obscene. Ivy and I kissed open-mouthed. We played with each other’s tits and nipples. We rubbed each other’s pussy. Dan gripped his daughter’s hips, driving his bloated cock inside her.
“Oooh, Daddy’s huge Christian cock feels sooo fucking good in my pussy, Bel,” Ivy panted. She slammed harder against the welcome invader. “Fuck! It’s hitting all my best spots! Fuck! Oooh!”
“His cock helped make you,” I groaned. “That’s why it’s perfect for fucking you,” I sobbed. “Isn’t that right, Mr. Summers? Oooh! Your Christian cock is perfect for your goth daughter’s pussy! Oooh!”
My wet pussy on his face and mouth muffled his response. But he ate me with even more frantic energy. He drove hard into Ivy, making her head bump the SUV’s roof.
“Oooh, Daddy! Don’t you love fucking your goth daughter?” Ivy sobbed. “Incest is sooo fucking dark and fucking wicked! Oooh! Yeah!”
Ivy and I laughed and moaned as her dad pleasure us and yelled something in my pussy. The slapping noises and moans in the vehicle drowned out the sound of the storm outside.
My body spasmed and shuddered as I screamed and came all over Dan’s face and mouth. “Yeeeaaahhh! Drink my communion cunt juice, you daughter fucking piece of shit!” I yelled, amazed at the perverse outbursts coming out of my darkness. “You’re one of us now, you fucking incest loving Christian fuck! Yeeeaaahhh!” I knew he was yelling something as he tensed and began spraying cum inside Ivy.
Ivy squealed and cried as she leaned against me for support as she climaxed. “Bel ... it’s too fucking good! My daddy’s shooting me full of incest cum!” She shuddered and twitched. We clung to each other as goth girls. A darkness swept through us as we knew we had become incest feeders! We kissed open-mouthed, knowing our sister bond was permanent. I held her as she cried from happiness and pleasure.
The storm began to abate. I slid off Dan’s face as Ivy moved off her dad’s cock.
We panted and laughed, watching each other getting presentable. Dan’s face dripped with my pussy juices. Ivy’s chin had cum glaze on.
“You have daddy splatter in your hair,” I said to Ivy, sliding on my black lace bra. “I’m gonna look like a mess when I get home.”
Dan moved his car seat out of recliner mode. “We’re going to have to hide what we do from the outside world.” Sunlight streamed through dark clouds, breaking up. He started the SUV and pulled away from the curb.
“Your big, fat Christian cock felt sooo fucking good in me, Daddy,” Ivy smiled, rubbing his swollen crotch. “Do you like me being your little goth incest witch?” she giggled.
“I fucking love it,” he grunted, moving his hand under her skirt. “We need to bring your mother and brothers into this,” he growled. “I’m addicted to this perverse pleasure I’ve experienced.”
“We’ll open the perfume and let the magic do its work,” Ivy smiled.
“I have no fucking idea what this tape is for,” I said from the backseat. “But I do know it’s gonna bring my entire family into this delicious incestuous darkness!”
“You’ll have to tell me what’s on the tape that’ll turn your family into incest freaks,” Ivy said. “Text me or send me videos of you fucking your family!”
“You have to send me vids of you fucking yours,” I said.
“God made us for this pleasure,” Dan chuckled.
Ivy and I looked at each other.
“Of course, She did,” Ivy said, rubbing his cock bulge harder. “You’re tools to service us!”
Dan pulled up outside my house. There was an electric luxury car I didn’t recognize in the L-shaped driveway.
“Oh, my gods,” I said. “I forgot my brother’s future in-laws are over for dinner tonight.”
“Good for you,” Ivy smiled. “An even bigger orgy!”
“They are sooo fucking hot,” I said, getting out of the SUV. “I can’t wait to corrupt their pretentious self-righteous asses!”
“Hey! I resemble that,” Dan chuckled. “I also can’t wait to pound your tasty pussy soon.”
“Fuck yeah!” Ivy said. “Getting our families together for an all out orgy!”
“Give me the perfume,” I said. “I’m going to dab some on and see if I get a reaction.”
“You’ll get a reaction, all right,” Dan chuckled. “Your dad’ll bend you over and fuck that tight little ass of yours.”
“Daddy! That’s not a very Christian thing to say,” she chuckled, handing me the bottle.
“I know,” he smiled. “That’s why it feels so fucking good to say it!”
I dabbed some on my wrists, neck, and behind my ears. “I intuit that the perfume bottle is never going to be empty,” I said to Ivy.
“I know,” she smiled. “As long as we feed it taboo incest!”
“Let’s get going,” Dan said, “saying incest is making me crazy!”
I gave Ivy the bottle and headed into the house. I was so wet visualizing my family and future in-laws engaging in dark perversions. I was so fucking hungry to feed on the corruption of families!
I walked through my spacious house. I realized everyone had to be downstairs in the entertainment room. This is where Mom and Dad brought clients. I went to the half bath and opened my bag. There was a black glass bottle with a red trigger sprayer on top. The bottle said in gothic script: Body Spray Oil. I pulled out a gothic black leather body harness. Silver studs of pentagrams and crosses riveted in. A purple flogger with a dildo handle was inside. A corrupting power burned through me like black fire. I was born for this.
I put the materialized sex objects back in my bag and grabbed my makeup. I made sure I looked like a goth slut. I grabbed my bag and went downstairs, anxious to get the incest orgy started!
“Hi, everyone,” I said, putting on the innocent act. “I look a little disheveled because of the storm. Ivy’s dad gave me a ride home.”
My Mom, Helen, forced a smile seeing me in heavy goth makeup. She’s a total Christian MILF. Nice face. Blonde. Big tits. Organizes boring shit for the church’s social clubs. Everybody wants to fuck her.
My brother, Ethan, is twenty-four and engaged. He’s tall and lean, and has dark curly hair like Martin’s, our Dad. He works at our Dad’s company. We all belong to a country club where everyone works out except me.
Ethan’s betrothed is Faith Hopewell, a younger version of her mother, Sarah. Both have coiffed red hair, porcelain skin and big tits. You know they are high-maintenance Evangelicals.
Ethan’s best man is Faith’s younger brother. Jared. Jared is stocky and muscular like his dad, Noah. He works for his dad. Both shave their heads. They both eyed me up and down. The sperm they wanted to pump into me would soon be going inside their mom and daughter!
Mom, Sarah, and Faith wore stylish dresses. The kind of look that says ‘I’m a modest Christian whore’. The guy’s clothes were boring.
I couldn’t wait to corrupt these Christian bitches!
I exchanged dull pleasantries with everyone as I walked over to Ethan. He was sitting next to Faith on one of the crescent sofas. “Someone put a VHS tape in my locker,” I said. “Can you hook it up to the smart TV so we can see what’s on it?”
“What is that perfume you’re wearing?” Faith asked. “It’s so alluring!”
“It smells fantastic, sis,” Ethan said.
“Someone broke into your locker?” Dad asked, leaning forward next to Mom.
Of course, I ignored all the questions that spew out from a statement like that.
“Yeah, Ivy’s, too. We went to security, but the cameras glitched at the same time and didn’t record anything,” I said.
I know where we keep an old VCR,” Ethan said, getting off the sofa. “I put the adapter in the same box for watching old movies.”
When he left the room, I walked around letting everyone get a good whiff of the perfume on my wrist.
“Where did you get this perfume?” Sarah asked. “This is divine!”
“I don’t care for this stuff,” Noah rumbled. “But it is intense!”
“Ivy found it in her locker,” I smiled, seeing their faces starting to flush.
“I’m going to change,” I said. I tiptoed upstairs to the attic. The paneled door was open. I peeked inside. I could see my brother’s back. By his movements, he was jerking off! I tiptoed back to the landing. “Did you find it yet?” I yelled.
“Yeah ... I found it!” he yelled.
I was sooo excited and wet! I couldn’t wait to see the corrupting effect on the families! I went to my room to put on the BDSM leather body harness. I knew the oil would make everyone as incest crazed as the perfume! Little did I know it wouldn’t take much to perv the Christians!
The body harness was perfect! It exposed my tits and shaved pussy. I pinched my nipples, making them stiffer. I put on my goth platform shoes with chains. My occult tattoos shimmered. I fought the urge to get myself off and went downstairs. My brother should have connected the VCR to the wall-sized TV by now.
I strutted over to the double-paneled doors of the entertainment area. Fuck slapping sounds and incestuous outbursts were coming out of the sound system. I peeked around the doorway and saw both families staring hard and smiling at the porn on the large screen.
The screen showed an orgy of middle-aged men and women, fucking young people. The bedroom was spacious and opulent. There were couples on the bed, love seats, and rugs.
The girls were yelling outbursts like, “Fuck me, Daddy!” “Harder, Daddy!” “Make me come, Daddy!”
The women were crying out, “Oh! It feels sooo fucking good fucking my son!” “Mommy’s sooo fucking hot for your cum!” “Mommy needs her son’s fucking cum!”
My mother’s outburst and the responses made me realize they were ready.
“We’re swingers, but we haven’t tried incest yet,” my mom chuckled, rubbing my dad’s swollen crotch.
My brother and mother stared at each other, a twisted smile on their faces.
“Our kids are over eighteen,” my dad grunted.
“That would beat swapping husbands,” Sarah leered at Jared as she squeezed Noah’s pants cock bulge.
“You’re a total fucking MILF, Mom,” Jared sneered.
“Daddy and daughter porn searches are common,” Noah said to Faith.
“I know, Daddy,” she giggled. “I watch daddy-daughter porn all the fucking time!”
“Let’s fuck our moms!” Ethan said to Jared.
“Let’s fuck our daughters!” Noah said.
“Where the fuck is Bel?” Dad asked.
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