The Stormy Morning: the Incest Universe
Copyright© 2025 by CindySinful
Chapter 13
Pedo Sex Story: Chapter 13 - A while ago, I started writing a simple little love story about a woman who goes out for a run, gets caught in a storm, meets up with a young girl, and true love ensues. The story has become quite popular. However, when i had originally started the story, it was going to include incest. And, I realized that the many who had been reading the original might not appreciate that turn of events. So, I present (mods willing) an alternate universe edition of The Storm Morning, this time with incest!
Caution: This Pedo Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including ft/ft Fa/ft Teenagers Consensual Romantic Lesbian Fiction True Story Sports Cheating Incest Mother Daughter Group Sex Analingus Exhibitionism First Food Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Sex Toys Squirting Public Sex Nudism
It was another weekend morning, a Sunday.
We had a very productive long run yesterday morning. My muscles still ached a bit, but it was a good ache.
May had gotten into a Sunday morning ritual of getting up incredibly early and at least starting on some of the ingredients for all three meals. Sleeping late did not seem to be something she was interested in.
Shelly and I would sleep in a little later.
She lay beside me, nude, curled up in a ball, snoring lightly. She looked so beautiful, so innocent.
She stirred a little bit and her eyelids fluttered open, looking at me. A smile spread on her face. My heart went pitter-patter.
“Hey, sweetie,” I whispered.
“You’ve been watching me sleep,” she said with a grin.
I nodded. “I ... well, that’s something I have done for many years.”
She propped her head up. “Was I Nakkie?”
I smiled and nodded. “Sometimes. You’ve liked to sleep naked since you were a little girl, remember?”
She bit her lower lip and smiled. “Yeah. Did you ever ... touch me?”
I shook my head. “No. No, dear.” I sighed. “I wanted to, for a long time. I admit that now. And, if I had known you had felt like this, well ... maybe I would have kicked your dad’s lazy butt out of here sooner and we could have had this place to ourselves for a lot longer!”
She giggled. “As lovers?”
I shrugged. “Yes, as lovers. If you had been willing.”
She swallowed and looked at me from fluttering eyelashes. “Yeah. I would have liked that, Mom. I had a crush on you for a long time!”
I tilted my head at her and smiled. “I’ve had a crush on you for a long time, too, sweetie. I just ... it took me a long time to admit to myself what kind of crush I had on you.”
I licked two of my fingers. Her eyes shone in delight. My sweet baby girl spread her legs apart slightly for me.
Still looking deep into her eyes, I slid both fingers gently inside of her. My daughter was already very wet. I began finger fucking her, my eyes still locked on hers, as she sighed contentedly.
“There were times when you would be asleep, naked. I would sneak into your bedroom and get down on my knees on the floor and watch you breathe, wondering what kind of dreams and hopes were going through that pretty little head of yours.
“Sometimes, I would be naked, too. I had to be careful that you did not find out. I would lock your door behind me so he wouldn’t come in. But I would kneel on the floor beside your bed, my arms resting on the side of the bed, just watching you, marveling at how beautiful you are. How lovely you have been for years.
“You always seemed to sleep in a different position every night. There were times when you would stir while I was in there. At first, I was scared you would find me looking at you, but eventually, I came to know that you were a sound but restless sleeper.
“I remember watching your breasts grow. Such beautiful breasts, such beautiful tiny little breasts at first, and as you got older, they developed into these wonderful ... scrumptious melons I see before me.”
Shelly giggled. “You like my titties?”
I nodded and smiled. “I love your titties, sweetie.”