Steve Stumbles on a Family Secret
Copyright© 2025 by Zathronas
Chapter 25 - The Proclamation
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 25 - The Proclamation - Steve decision to come home one day early from college will change his life. He first stumble on a family secret, then learns this secret has international ramifications. Is ignorance bliss? or if he plays his cards right and embrace his legacy, he may well becomes one of the most powerful man in the world.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Ma/ft mt/Fa Fa/Fa ft/ft Fa/ft Coercion Consensual Reluctant Fiction Incest Mother Son Brother Sister Father Daughter Cousins Niece Aunt Nephew Grand Parent MaleDom Rough Group Sex Harem Orgy Polygamy/Polyamory Anal Sex Double Penetration First Fisting Lactation Masturbation Oral Sex Pregnancy Sex Toys Squirting Tit-Fucking Voyeurism Big Breasts Hairy Size Small Breasts Teacher/Student AI Generated
The roar of the crowd faded into a low, buzzing hum in Steve’s ears. All he could hear was the thunderous beat of his own heart and the ragged sound of his breath. The slick, warm feel of his mother’s skin beneath his palms was its own intoxicating drug. He couldn’t let go.
“Is it true?” he breathed out, the words tasting strange. “Do you want a baby from me?”
Susan shifted slightly against him, a soft, wet shhhlick sound escaping from where their bodies were still intimately connected. Her skin glistened with a fine sheen of sweat under the patio lights, making her look like some ethereal, wanton goddess. Her enormous 38JJ breasts rose and fell with her own heavy breathing, their sheer weight and creamy expanse hypnotizing him even now.
She nodded, a faint blush coloring her pale, freckled cheeks. It was a rare, shy gesture from her. “Yes. Me and my sisters will be first. The girls are young ... they can wait a bit.” She bit her full lower lip, her green eyes searching his. “Hope you don’t mind. I know we didn’t talk to you about it first, but all the women took this decision yesterday. And well ... this opportunity was too good to pass up.”
Steve’s mind, still fogged with the lingering pulse of his orgasm, didn’t recoil. It didn’t even hesitate. The idea, so vast and profound, felt ... right. A deep, primal excitement bloomed in his chest, a fierce protectiveness and possessiveness for the three sister coiling tight in his gut. He was going to be a father. He needed to protect his family from harm, now more than ever.
He looked at his mom—no, at Susan—nervously awaiting his judgment, and a wide, genuine smile spread across his face. He leaned in and kissed her soundly, a deep, kiss that tasted of sweat and sex and family.
“I’m looking forward to it,” he murmured against her lips, his voice thick with a desire that was already beginning to re-awaken. “Did you talk to Dad?”
Susan shook her head, her fiery red hair brushing against his shoulder. Swish. “He’s next. But I wanted you to be the first to know.”
Evelyn and Charlotte approached the still-connected couple, their hips swaying with a predatory grace. Evelyn’s striking blue eyes were alight with hunger as she fixed her gaze on Steve, her voice dropping to a husky whisper. “So, what’s the verdict, nephew? The baby factory is open for business now, you know.”
Susan looked up at her sisters and giggled, a soft, breathy sound that made Steve’s cock twitch faintly against her wetness. She nodded, her enormous 38JJ breasts shifting with the motion, their creamy expanse glistening faintly in the dim light. The three women turned their attention to Steve, their expressions a mix of hunger and anticipation.
Charlotte stepped closer, her auburn hair catching the light like a cascade of fire. Her curvy figure pressed in, and she leaned down, her lips brushing his ear as she purred, “Hmmm, I can’t wait to give you milk.” Her words sent a shiver down his spine, and Susan squeaked softly as she felt his cock react, swelling once more against her trembling walls.
The air crackled with tension, the weight of their shared desire pressing down on him like a thick, intoxicating fog. Steve’s heart pounded, his mind racing with the enormity of what they were proposing—what they were all silently demanding from him.
Steve gently guided his mother to the ground, ensuring their bodies remained connected as he followed her down. His eyes locked with hers, the intensity of their gaze unbroken, as he began the age-old dance of passion. His hips moved in slow, deliberate strokes, each one a testament to the deep, unspoken bond between them. The rhythm was hypnotic, the connection palpable, as if their very souls were intertwined.
Charlotte, unwilling to be left out, positioned herself over Susan’s face, her auburn hair cascading like a fiery waterfall. With a sultry smirk, she lowered herself onto Susan’s waiting mouth, grinding her pussy against her lips. The wet, muffled sounds of Susan’s eager tongue lapping at Charlotte’s slick folds filled the air, a symphony of desire that only heightened the atmosphere.
Meanwhile, Evelyn, ever the opportunist, seized Susan’s enormous 38JJ breasts in her hands. Her fingers kneaded the soft, yielding flesh before her mouth descended, sucking and biting at the sensitive nipples with a fervor that made Susan moan around Charlotte’s arousal. The sight of Evelyn’s lips wrapped around those swollen peaks, her teeth grazing them with just the right amount of pressure, sent shivers down Steve’s spine.
The air was thick with the scent of sweat and sex, the room alive with the sounds of their collective pleasure. Steve’s strokes grew deeper, more insistent, as if driven by the primal need to claim and protect his family. His mother’s body responded in kind, her walls clenching around him with every thrust, urging him closer to the edge.
In that moment, surrounded by the women who had always been his world, Steve felt a surge of overwhelming love and desire. Their shared passion was more than just physical—it was a declaration of loyalty, a bond that would forever tie them together. And as he continued to move within his mother, his eyes never leaving hers, he knew that this was exactly where he was meant to be.
He picked up the pace, his thrusts becoming deeper, more urgent, as if his very soul depended on it. He wasn’t holding back anymore; he wanted to give her everything, to mark this moment with the full force of his release. Susan’s body began to tremble violently beneath him, her walls clenching and spasming around his cock as she teetered on the edge of ecstasy. Her muffled scream, swallowed by Charlotte’s slick folds, vibrated through her chest and into his pelvis, sending electric shocks of pleasure up his spine.
Susan’s scream, raw and unrestrained, reverberated through her sister’s snatch, a catalyst that sent Charlotte spiraling over the edge. Charlotte’s moan crescendoed into a guttural scream of her own, her hips grinding against Susan’s mouth with increasing urgency. The wet, sloppy sounds of their connection filled the air, a symphony of primal desire as Charlotte’s body shuddered with the force of her release.
Meanwhile, Evelyn had abandoned her attention on Susan’s enormous breasts, her lips now locked in a deep, searing kiss with Steve. Their tongues clashed with an intensity that mirrored the frenzied rhythm of his thrusts. Steve was barreling toward his own climax, his hips pistoning into his mother with relentless force, each plunge driving him closer to the edge.
When it finally hit, his orgasm was explosive. Steve roared, the sound muffled by Evelyn’s hungry mouth as he buried himself as deep as he could inside Susan. His seed surged into her in hot, pulsing waves, a tangible declaration of the unbreakable bond they shared. Susan, overwhelmed by the sheer intensity of her pleasure, screamed again, her body convulsing uncontrollably as she experienced her biggest climax yet.
Charlotte, completely spent, collapsed beside Susan in a trembling heap, twitching faintly as aftershocks rippled through her body. But Susan wasn’t done. Her orgasm seemed endless, the pleasure so overwhelming that it consumed her entirely. Her screams faded into incoherent moans before her body went limp, her consciousness slipping away under the weight of ecstasy.
Steve slipped out of his mother with a soft shlick, his body collapsing onto his back with a heavy thud. His chest heaved as he struggled to catch his breath, his cock finally flagging after its monumental effort. Evelyn, ever insatiable, took his slick, spent member into her mouth, her tongue swirling around it as she attempted to reignite his passion. But Steve raised the white flag, his voice hoarse and breathless.
“No ... not yet,” he gasped, his hand weakly pushing her head away. “I need a break.”
Evelyn’s lips curled into a teasing smirk, her blue eyes glinting with mischief as she made a faux pout, her cheeks dimpling with playful exaggeration. She let out a soft giggle, her voice lilting with amusement yet carrying a faint undertone of awe.
“Six women in a row,” she began, her tone dripping with mock disbelief, “the last one twice”—she paused dramatically, her gaze flicking toward Susan, still trembling beside Steve—”and apparently reducing our dear sister to a quivering, unconscious puddle of pleasure.” She arched an eyebrow, the corner of her mouth twitching as she added, “wuss!”
The words hung in the air, laced with humor, but there was no mistaking the flicker of genuine wonderment in her voice. It was as if she couldn’t quite believe the sheer intensity of what she had just witnessed, yet couldn’t help but be impressed by it.
Steve’s ears pricked up as the unmistakable sound of moans reached him. He reluctantly lifted his head, his body still heavy with exhaustion, and scanned the backyard. A few feet away, he saw a tangle of bodies—his sisters and half-sisters, their naked forms intertwined in a trembling heap of glistening flesh. Their heads were thrown back in ecstasy, their mouths open in silent screams as their hands roamed over each other’s bodies. The air around them was thick with the scent of sweat and sex, their pleasure palpable.
His dad, however, was nowhere in sight. Steve furrowed his brow, wondering where he had gone, before deciding not to dwell on it. He lowered his head back down, trying to catch his breath and gather his strength. His muscles were spent, his cock still throbbing faintly from the intensity of his last release.
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