Steve Stumbles on a Family Secret
Copyright© 2025 by Zathronas
Chapter 6 - The Initiation
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 6 - The Initiation - 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 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 AI Generated
Susan’s tongue swirled along the underside of his cock, tracing the sensitive vein that ran along its base. Saliva pooled and dripped down onto his balls, the wet warmth making him shudder. She pulled back, leaving only the swollen head of his cock in her mouth, and then did something he had never felt before. “, Mmmhh!”
She curled her tongue just past the bulbous head, scraping the frenulum and glans with expert precision while still applying suction. The sensation was electric, sending jolts of pleasure radiating through his entire body. “Holy mother of...”, He muttered, startled by the intensity of the feeling Susan was giving him, Steve’s eyes widened in shock, his breath hitching as she deep-throated him again, taking him to the hilt. Susan’s technique was relentless, her mouth working him with a skill that left him shivering.
With all the teasing from his sisters earlier, it only took a few minutes before he was on the edge. “I’m gonna cum, Mom!” Steve growled, his voice strained with desperation. True to her word, Susan swallowed every drop as he erupted in her mouth, rope after rope of his thick, hot semen filling her throat.
Steve’s legs trembled uncontrollably, the sheer intensity of his orgasm forcing him to collapse heavily onto the floor. His chest heaved as he tried to catch his breath, his entire body still humming with pleasure. Susan wiped her lips with the back of her hand, a sly smile playing on her face, and crawled over to him.
Despite the remnants of his cum still lingering in her mouth, Steve pulled her close, their lips crashing together in a passionate, possessive kiss. The taste of himself mixed with her sweetness sent a jolt of arousal through him. His hands gripped her hips tightly as he deepened the kiss, his tongue exploring every corner of her mouth.
“You’re mine, Susan,” he growled against her lips, his voice low and dripping with desire. “Mine to play with, to ravish. I’m going to worship every fucking inch of your body.”
Susan moaned softly into his mouth, her body pressing against his as she surrendered to his dominance. The room was filled with the sound of their heavy breathing and the faint scent of their shared passion, the air thick with an undeniable connection that neither of them could deny.
He kissed her neck, his lips soft and insistent, then traced a path downward with the hot, wet tip of his tongue. He licked a slow, deliberate line down to her collarbone, then blew a gentle, cool breath across the damp trail. A violent shiver wracked her frame, goosebumps erupting across her pale skin.
He continued his descent, his mouth finding the magnificent valley between her enormous breasts. He caressed the incredibly soft, heavy undersides with his lips, barely touching her, a ghost of a sensation that made her breath hitch. He lifted her left breast, his fingers sinking into the impossibly soft flesh, and licked a long, slow stripe along the sensitive curve where it met her ribcage. A needy whimper escaped her. He did the same to the right, his tongue painting her with his desire.
By now, Susan’s skin was screaming with sensitivity, every nerve ending alive and begging for more. Her pussy was leaking, a hot, slick mess that was undoubtedly soaking into the carpet beneath her. She could feel the wetness, a steady, shameful drip that only fueled her desperation. She wanted him inside her, fucking her, right the fuck now. But Steve was relentless, a master of delicious torture.
He lavished attention on her areola, licking circles around the pebbled, aching flesh but deliberately avoiding the nipple itself. He paused to blow on the wet skin, the cool air making her gasp. Susan couldn’t take it anymore. Her hands flew to his head, her fingers tangling in his black hair as she tried to forcibly pull his mouth onto her nipple. “Please, Steve! God, just suck it!”
Steve resisted her pull, a low chuckle rumbling in his chest. “I’m in charge, mom. I decide when you get what you want.” He continued his ministration, switching to the other breast, repeating the same maddening pattern of almost-there licks and teasing breaths until she was writhing beneath him, a moaning, pleading mess.
Finally, finally, he grabbed a rock-hard nipple between his teeth, not biting, but applying just enough pressure to make her back arch off the floor. He rolled his tongue over the hypersensitive nub, a rough, wet friction that made her see stars. He gave the same exquisite attention to the other, leaving them both glistening and throbbing.
He then grabbed both nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, pinching them hard. He leaned down, his face inches from hers, his blue eyes dark with lust. “Cum for me, Susan. Cum for your son.”
With a sharp, cruel twist and a simultaneous pull, he yanked on her nipples.
Susan’s entire world dissolved into a white-hot flash of pleasure-pain. Her pelvis shot up off the floor as a raw, guttural scream was torn from her throat. Her core clenched around nothing, her orgasm crashing over her in a violent, pulsating wave. It was an earth-shattering release, a splurt of her juices coating her inner thighs and the carpet below.
As the sensations slowly began to subside, leaving her boneless and breathless, a single coherent thought managed to form in the hazy aftermath. My God! He’s only eighteen and he’s playing me like a fucking fiddle!
But Steve had barely begun. He continued his downward trajectory, kissing her quivering stomach, licking deep into her belly button, which made her jump. He moved to the inside of her thigh, his tongue leaving a wet trail on her incredibly soft skin. He moved all the way down to her foot, taking each toe into his mouth and sucking gently, then licked his way back up the other leg with agonizing slowness.
He settled between her spread legs, his hands pushing her thighs apart even wider. The scent of her arousal, musky and sweet, filled the air. He looked up her body, meeting her dazed, green eyes. “This beautiful, dripping pink palace ... it’s all mine now.”
He didn’t dive in. He started with feather-light kisses on her inner thighs, just inches from her glistening, swollen lips. He could feel the heat radiating from her core. He nuzzled the coarse auburn curls, inhaling her essence deeply. Mmmnpfh.
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