Bloodline Eternal
Copyright© 2025 by Victoria Kane
Chapter 5: Dawn Reckoning
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 5: Dawn Reckoning - Victoria discovers her father and grandfathers’ secret obsession with breeding her. She turns their desire into a ruthless competition.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Mult Consensual Heterosexual Fiction Incest Father Daughter Grand Parent FemaleDom Group Sex Cream Pie Double Penetration Masturbation Oral Sex Pregnancy Voyeurism AI Generated
The first light of dawn filtered through the east-facing windows of the archive room, painting the walls in pale gold. Victoria was already there, seated again in the leather chair, this time wearing only a thin silk robe the color of fresh cream—open at the front, barely concealing her breasts, tied loosely at the waist.
She had not slept much. After Edward’s third and final load deep inside her just before midnight, she had dismissed him with a kiss and a promise of more if he kept winning. Richard and Victor had been sent to separate guest suites—doors locked from the outside by her order, blue-balled and seething.
Now all three men stood before her once more, showered and shaved, wearing only loose linen trousers. The air was thick with the scent of anticipation and barely contained rivalry.
Three fresh crystal cups waited on the desk.
Victoria let the silence stretch until it became uncomfortable.
“Sleep well, gentlemen?” she asked sweetly, letting the robe slip off one shoulder.
Richard’s jaw flexed. Victor’s dark eyes narrowed. Edward—still riding yesterday’s victory—allowed himself a small, satisfied smile.
“I’m sure you did, Grandpa,” she continued, “but tonight belongs to someone else unless you defend your title.”
She leaned forward, the robe parting to reveal the faint red marks Edward’s fingers had left on her inner thighs.
“Same rules. Stroke for me. Fill the cups. Convince me—louder and dirtier than yesterday—why your seed should be the one swimming deepest in my womb this month.”
She spread her knees slightly, letting them see the evidence of last night: her pussy still slightly swollen, a faint trace of dried cum on her thigh.
“Begin.”
They moved faster this time, no hesitation.
Richard stepped closest first, hand wrapping around his thick shaft with urgent strokes. His hazel eyes burned into hers.
“Look what you did to me last night, princess,” he growled. “Watching that old man fuck what’s mine. I’ve got twice the load I gave yesterday—backed up and ready to drown his weak shots. My cum’s thicker, younger, stronger. I’ll breed you so full you’ll feel me for weeks.”
His thighs were already trembling—the tell that he was fighting hard.
Edward, not to be outdone, stroked with that same measured arrogance, cock straight and proud.
“Age and treachery beat youth and vigor every time,” he said coolly. “My motility was highest yesterday even after three loads in you. Imagine what I’ll do fully rested. My seed is proven—it built this family. Yours will be the purest Kane heir yet.”
His fingers traced his hip bone possessively as he spoke.
Victor laughed low, twisting his foreskin with elegant pulls.
“Listen to the father-son pissing contest,” he mocked. “Both of you fuck like you’re conquering territory. I’ll fuck her like she’s a woman who deserves pleasure. My swimmers are the fastest—always have been. I’ll slip past both your clumsy attempts and plant the masterpiece she really wants.”
Their voices rose, overlapping in a heated barrage.
“My volume will wash you clean—”
“My motility will outrace both—”
“My bloodline brings sophistication yours lacks—”
Victoria watched, one hand idly circling her clit, the other holding her champagne flute.
“Closer,” she commanded. “Show me who wants it most.”
They crowded the desk, cocks aimed at their cups, strokes frantic.
Richard came first with a strangled “Daddy’s going to breed you better than he ever could,” thick ropes erupting in even heavier pulses than yesterday—nine, ten spurts that splattered the crystal walls.
Victor followed, hips grinding as he murmured “tesoro, this is all for you,” his creamy waves smoother and more voluminous than before.
Edward held out longest, aristocratic grunts turning ragged, until he finally released with a triumphant “pure Kane seed”—forceful jets that, though fewer, hit with impressive power.
Victoria collected the cups, swirling each under the light.
The lab tech appeared moments later with the new results.
Victoria read them aloud, writing on the whiteboard as she spoke.
DAY 2 FINAL RANKING
1. RICHARD – 94/100
“Abstinence penalty reversed. Monster load, highest raw count and volume. Motility strong.”
2. VICTOR – 91/100
“Fastest swimmers again. Beautiful recovery.”
3. EDWARD – 87/100
“Still legendary for your age, Grandpa, but youth and frustration won today.”
Richard’s chest heaved with victory. Victor exhaled a soft curse in Italian. Edward’s ice-blue eyes flashed—defeat was not something he tasted often.
Victoria rose and walked straight to Richard, pressing her naked body against his.
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