Avoid the Void
Copyright© 2025 by Doran Sebastian
Chapter 9
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 9 - 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
Glowing orbs and wormholes continued to bend and warp the event horizon outside.
Eric Jay had sexually plundered both his middle-aged mother, Twila Mae, and his future daughter, VeNietta, that day. He closed his eyes, a half-smile of sheer relief appearing. Cooling sweat still ran down his red cheeks. He had done much good this day and was ready for a well-deserved rest. If Fate permitted, he promised himself, he would bang them both hard again soon after resting up a little.
He also wanted to hold both of these naked women close to him, and he wearily slipped down between his tired lovers. He slept with them both cuddled up beside him. They could smell each other’s sex as they dreamed strange things that odd afternoon in 2011.
He wanted to screw his daughter missionary style and watch her face contort up close as he filled her up again.
Unbeknownst to the weary threesome, other visitors from the pulsating vortex had arrived a short time ago. They had watched the last moments of the sexual activity most intently.
For a time, the four shadows played with themselves and each other in the hallway just outside of the master bedroom.
The four even took turns in fellating each other’s rising penises. Their heavy breathing and moaning grew louder and louder.
Definitely masculine voices and outlines.
Broken from her slumber, Twila Mae clicked on the lamp on the bed stand next to her.
The naked threesome awoke to find four young and nude Eric Jays standing at the bedroom doorway. Their cocks were long, stiff and erect.
The four brooding cockmen converged before the bed. They were handsome young bucks in the prime of life ready for copulation, pure and simple.
“I think it’s mating season, my ladies,” Eric Jay realized.
The four cockmen moved quickly to fuck VeNietta and Twila Mae, who made no discernible effort to stop the incestuous orgy. If anything, they welcomed the four pounding shafts, and the initial shock of being ravaged by so many cocks only made their orgasms even more sensitive.
The Eric Jay from the present was turned on as well, but still too tired to get hard and fuck some more. He let his other selves do the dirty work. While watching his replicas do their hardcore bidding on his (their) mother and daughter, he then got the notion to fellate himself by sucking off their dripping cocks whenever they pulled out of the women or moved into another sexual position.
Eric Jay could taste their cunts on the various cocks.
It was indescribable to feel four of his own cocks in his mouth at different times. The contours of the penis head and the long veined shaft, not to mention discerning the vibration-sounding thrusts into one’s mouth, echoing in the ears and back of the head ... the hands wrapped around the skull. The throat filling up and saliva issuing forth. He looked up to see a sweaty replica push his pelvis back and forth into his face. The two women were sweet tasting as well.
Finally, after tasting the glazed cocks dipped in pussies, Eric Jay got a huge surprise. One of the cockmen turned full attention to the current Eric Jay, his thick cock now ramming down his mouth and throat.
The thought of butt fucking himself crossed both of their minds, but the seemingly bisexual cockman then shot a thick load into his other’s mouth, thereby ending any possibility for self-fucking.
For the first time, Eric Jay in the present had swallowed himself. The warm, creamy, thick load worked its way down his throat and gently settled into his empty stomach. A good taste of freshly squeezed prostate gland, he mused.
Meanwhile, the women were pulverized exquisitely.
“Ohhh! Oh oh!” VeNietta moaned.
“Yes, Twila Mae ... yeah...” one of the cockmen responded to Twila Mae’s incessant groaning.
The cockman who ejaculated into Eric Jay’s mouth now proceeded to blow him. Eric Jay smiled, trying to build up his erection.
The bed where the others copulated continued to rattle loudly and rapidly.
The orgy had now reached a grand crescendo. Like fiends, two of the horny cockmen in quick turn flooded VeNietta’s vagina, while the other exploded in Twila Mae’s.
The four Eric Jays had finished their mission and soon dissipated into the vortex like faint wisps of electrical smoke.
In the ensuing silence, the three remaining souls looked all around them. Empty, gone. They almost expected more restocked cockmen to appear at that instant. The whole bedroom now smelled like sweet, spent sex, too.
A short time later, a ravished VeNietta also vanished back to her own time and place, but much farther into the future. There was no chance for them to say goodbye.
“VeNietta?” Twila Mae cried out. She looked down. Her hands touched her flat belly. Would they ever meet again before her appointed time of birth in nine months?
“I hope she returned home safely. I’m sure she did,” he said.
“Oh, my God,” Twila Mae whispered. “Was this all a dream...?”
“No,” he sighed. “But it might have been heaven.”
Overwhelmed both emotionally and physically at this point, mother and son turned over together to sleep off their intoxicating orgy in the master bed. They would try to sort everything out later the following day, and perhaps even revel in their VeNietta’s conception. They felt too tired even to turn off the lamp on the bed stand.
Later that night, Eric Jay awoke aroused beside Twila Mae. He had just been dreaming of his tanned, lean double giving him head and then inviting him into his own bedroom, where he would get the chance to fuck himself up the sweet, tight ass alone. Cosmic masturbation, Alpha-Omega masturbation, the ultimate in self-love ... Fuck yeah...
His breath smelled of the virile sperm that he had drunk from his double hours earlier. In a light sweat, he was now wide awake, naked, with a classic case of morning wood. He had to clear his swirling mind and nagging conscience right now.
With a half-smile, he took a deep breath and rolled over on the bed, where he proceeded to fuck his middle-aged mother as she dozed on her stomach.
Heavens, while growing up, he had always dreamed of doing this kind of thing, too! Almost like performing push-ups with his strong arms outstretched on either side of her, he lifted himself on and off of her in rapid succession. Then his lean, tanned back arched and his firm, untanned buttocks flexed into a certain kind of natural syncopation. He slid into Mom further now. The bed started to sway front and back to his thrusts. In good time, he was pumping her tight MILF ass until she stirred with a nice near-orgasm.
“Oh, baby, push it good.”
“God, I want you, Mom!” he called out. “ ... VeNietta...!”
Slap slap slap! his pelvis sounded off on her vibrating rump. Slap-slap slap-slap, slap!