Avoid the Void
Copyright© 2025 by Doran Sebastian
Chapter 1
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 1 - An time travel incest fantasy.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Fa Teenagers Mind Control Romantic Gay Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Fan Fiction High Fantasy Science Fiction Alternate History Extra Sensory Perception Time Travel Paranormal Sharing Incest Mother Son Brother Sister Father Daughter Niece Aunt Gang Bang Group Sex Anal Sex Cream Pie Masturbation Oral Sex Pregnancy Voyeurism Big Breasts Foot Fetish Infantilization
... Heaven and earth had joined. All of creation stood in silent awe as male and female became one. Their love would soon become incarnate across space and time...
... Through the mist, in a green meadow at dawn, as the summer sun was about to break the seal of night, a young couple became engulfed in rapture, enveloped in themselves and in each other. Their embrace embodied a trinity of lust, love and life—of life itself. A strange murky twilight began to cover them as she fucked him on the blanket out in the middle of the field...
... Another shadow joined them suddenly, a male presence...
The young man tossed in bed...
... A swirl of light and dark, muffled whispers and breathing lurking in infinity ... The shadow girl-become-woman rode both of the overwhelmed boys-become-men, grinding down on their thickly veined shafts as they lay on their backs. Her pouting bosom bounced in ecstasy, their hands reaching for her luscious fruits. The men could not quite make out her face, as her lovely, long red hair fell across her intense expressions of orgasm and hunger for even more. It represented truly an ancient liturgy of sexual union between young lovers that echoed across eternity, never losing its potency or vitality.
... A trinity of lovers ... a tangled mass of bodies and limbs and deep pleasure...
The young man rolled around again in his disturbed sleep...
... Is this nirvana, the men thought, is this heaven? With each thrust, as she slapped down on them, they found themselves inside her hungry, ravenous womb, awaiting entry into their shared personal tabernacle. All the mysteries that lie within the strange young woman...
... She welcomed them both as they each took turns mounting her, plowing her slick pink folds...
... The coitus accelerated. “Father yourself...” she gasped into their ears each time, holding each man’s naked flesh tightly to hers ... A wave of pleasure enveloped them as it merged with the darkness that became light...
The young man stared into her eyes and wanted to fuck the earth, plowing it deep with his seed ... losing himself in the rapture...
... At that moment, the young man woke from a hot sweat. His sheets were rumpled and wet from intense sleep, his body twisted as if thrown down from heaven itself. The vivid dream snapped him from slumber...
It was just a dream. But one hell of a vivid encounter, fucking that mystery redhead with the creamy skin and perky nipples. The hairy bush, the rolling sweat between her soft breasts and famished thighs and the sweet crack of her smooth ass.
Yes, just the most vivid dream of a typical college kid from the Midwest, who spent summers at home with his widowed mother of thirty-eight years. This dream probably was the most excitement he has experienced all summer to date.
The young man was a precocious only child whose father died before he was born. Since high school, he had worked long hours at the local grocery store during his breaks, earning a few extra dollars for school and an old, banged up Buick Sedan to get him around town and perhaps an occasional jaunt to the nearby big town. When not doing that, he simply helped around the house. Beginning as a small kid, he also always enjoyed tilling and planting his mother’s garden late each spring. He was majoring in biology, though he still thought about doubling up with physics. He always loved watching the seeds take root, grow, bear fruit, then decline and pass away, only to be born anew each year. The cycles of life and death.
But this summer proved different, quite different. Eric Jay was his name, he reminded himself, as he awoke on this strange morning during this summer vacation only to discover that he was not quite himself. When he gazed into the bedroom mirror that particular July morning, his hazy recognition of his naked image told him that something was not quite right. He grew alarmed. Most alarming was why he did not know what alarmed him when he saw his face returning glances from the dark mirror. He knew who he was, yet he was not feeling, perhaps not looking, quite the same. While heading downstairs, he looked more closely than usual at the family photos of himself hanging on the wall, especially the high school graduation picture. He stared a moment at the portrait of his mother and him taken around the same time. Yes, that was he in those photos, but what was it that was different this time?
This listlessness festered in him as he prepared for breakfast. His mother was preparing breakfast in the kitchen, as chipper as ever. His thoughts kept turning him back to the previous night. Of the dark woman fucking him, consuming him, and he obliging so lovingly. This erotic sensation blurred with that dream, that dream of witnessing a strange light in the backyard from his bedroom window.
Yes, the lights. Not enough sleep perhaps last night?
His mind turned to what he had heard in recent weeks in the local media reports and gossip circles about odd and unusual atmospheric phenomena taking place in the wider area, so-called glowing balls and even “walls” of light across the spectrum. Many locals and more superstitious types thought that these were demons, ghosts or UFOs, the ushering in of end of days perhaps, while more skeptical folks figured that the lights were sort of some elaborate high-tech prank by local college student wise guys from the physical science departments.
As the light phenomena continued and more reports flooded in, a few respected scientists at the nearby research university assumed that these in fact were natural occurrences, though rare and still mysterious, perhaps simply weather-related. But science would uncover and dispel the mystery somehow. Sooner or later.
Setting up observation sites, several physicists and atmospheric experts tried frantically to spot these eruptions whenever they happened—which according to eyewitnesses might only last one or two minutes at a time. Dozens of sightings had been reported in the newspapers and local TV so far. Officials started to issue warnings for the populace not to try to made direct contact with these lights if they should so happen to witness an alien occurrence.
One top scientist in California even went so far to claim that these light orbs or even sheets of light could be some form of electro-magnetic vortex, perhaps even mini-wormholes.
Meanwhile, imaginations ran wild during the high tide of summer in Eric Jay’s hometown.
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