The Most Loved One
Copyright© 2025 by natnice
Chapter 4: Daddy’s Good Girl
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 4: Daddy’s Good Girl - A magical Valentine's gift changes everything for a lonely mother and her devoted son.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/Fa Consensual NonConsensual Reluctant Incest Mother Son MaleDom Spanking Double Penetration Oral Sex Big Breasts
Next day morning...
Henry slept peacefully on his back, one arm draped loosely across the pillow. The room was quiet, soft morning light coming through the curtains.
He had taken his mother multiple times through the entire night. Julia had welcomed him every time—opening her legs, pulling him close, letting him deep inside her love hole. She had embraced him under her heavy breasts, holding his head there as he sucked her nipples until they were sore and red.
Eventually, they fell asleep like that—his mouth still over one nipple, her fingers in his hair.
Slurp ... slurp ... slurp...
Wet sounds filled the quiet room...
Julia knelt between his legs, her warm mouth wrapped around his hard cock.
he sucked slowly, lovingly—lips sliding up and down,
tongue swirling around the head.
Her long black hair fell over his thighs, tickling his skin.
She knew exactly what he meant when he told her to wake him up with a blowjob.
And she did it gladly.
Her eyes looked up at him, soft and full of love, even as her mouth worked him deeper.
Slurp ... slurp ... mmm...
Henry stirred, a low groan escaping his lips.
He opened his eyes and smiled down at her.
“Good morning, Mum,” he murmured, voice sleepy but happy.
Julia pulled off just long enough to whisper,
“Good morning, baby...”
Then her mouth was back on him, sucking harder, waking him up the way he wanted.
Henry lay on his back, breathing heavy, eyes locked on Julia above him.
She sat on top of him with her legs on each side of his hips.
her body glowing in the soft bedroom light.
His cock was buried deep inside her, filling her completely.
They moved in perfect sync—slow rolls of her hips, rising and falling, taking him in again and again.
Julia’s hands rested on his chest. Her full breasts bounced gently with every move, nipples hard.
She cried out, voice shaky and full of need.
“Ahhh ... Ahh ... Daddy’s is so big ... his cock is so big ... it is going inside me again...”
Henry moaned low.
His hands slid to her hips, gripping tight. He started lifting her, then pulling her down hard—making her jump on his cock, faster, deeper.
The bed creaked under them.
“I’m going to make you my cum bucket,” he said, voice rough.
“I’m going to make my mum pregnant.”
Julia’s eyes went wide.
“HAAA!! No ... Ahh...”
But her body betrayed her. She moaned louder, hips moving faster on their own.
“Ohhh GOD YES! Daddy!! If ... you ... keep ... thrusting ... like ... that ... ohhh ... I’m ... gonna...”
She leaned forward, breasts pressing against his chest, mouth open, moaning with every hard bounce.
Henry held her hips tighter, slamming her down again and again.
Julia’s voice broke in desperate gasps.
“Haahhh ... baby...”
Her body shook under him, back arched high.
“Haa ... Ahhh ... Ohh ... YES ... Ahhh!”
Henry’s cock rammed in and out, hard and fast.
Her ass cheeks bounced every time he slammed into her, the soft flesh jiggling with each deep push.
He leaned close to her ear, one hand tangled tight in her hair, pulling her head back.
“Ohh ... I’m cumming ... Mum...” he moaned, voice rough and low.
“Be sure to get pregnant with my child.”
Julia cried out louder, tears on her cheeks, body trembling as his hot cum filled her deep.
“Ahhh ... Henry ... oh God ... Noooo”
“Ahh ... ah...” Henry moaned deep, hips slamming one last time.
“I’m ... cumming ... Mum...”
He buried himself fully inside her and let go. Hot spurts filled her pussy, pulse after pulse, depositing everything deep.
Julia gasped for breath, body shaking.
“Ahhh ... mmmm...”
Her eyes closed tight, chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. Soft little moans still slipped out.
Henry stayed inside her, watching.
Cum leaked slowly from where they joined, white and thick against her pink folds.
Julia lay there, flushed and beautiful—hair messy, lips swollen, breasts rising and falling fast.
His cum inside her.
Leaking out.
Proof she was his.
Henry admired the sight, heart full.
She was perfect.
And full of him.
“I love you, Mum...” he whispered, voice soft but full of feeling.
Julia didn’t answer with words.
She moaned a little—low, shaky, needy.
“Mmm...”
A little while later...
Henry was already on his way to school, walking down the quiet street, backpack slung over one shoulder.
His uniform was neat, hair still a little damp from the quick shower.
He smiled to himself, thinking about this morning—Julia waking him just like he asked,
her warm mouth on him at first, soft and eager.
She had taken everything
- his cock thrusting hard, his cum filling her completely, hot and deep, no pulling out.
He had come inside her, claiming her fully.
She looked up at him the whole time, eyes full of love and surrender,
moaning as he pumped every drop into her.
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Out of the blue, Tyler tackled Henry from the side,
hitting him really hard.
They both fell to the ground near the park path.
Henry sat up slowly, holding his cheek.
Pain throbbed on his face.
“What happened?” he asked, still recovering.
Tyler sat there too, breathing heavy. His face was red with anger.
“This morning I gave the ring to my mum, like you said,” Tyler spat out.
“She put it on and went crazy. She was all over me. Kissed me. Sucked me really hard.”
Henry’s eyes widened.
“Then Dad walked in,” Tyler continued, voice shaking.
“He saw us. He lost it. Tried to beat me. Called me sick. I ran out of the house. I’ve been hiding since.”
Tyler stared at Henry, fists clenched.
“What did you do to me? What was that ring?”
Henry sat there, cheek still hurting, mind racing.
Henry sat Tyler down on a bench near the park path and explained everything
- how the crazy old man gave him the ring,
what it did to his mum,
how it all started on Valentine’s Day,
and how things were now.
Tyler listened, eyes getting wider and wider.
When Henry finished, Tyler stared at him for a long second.
“So ... the crazy old man gave you that as a gift for your mum’s Valentine ... and now you’re fucking your own mother?” he said, voice rising with anger.
“ ... and you gave it to me??” His voice rose, fists clenched.
Henry smiled shyly, face turning red with embarrassment.
“If you put it like that ... then yeah, it sounds pretty bad,” he said quietly.
They sat there on the bench for a while, the air between them thick and awkward, almost sad.
Henry knew it was bad—taking advantage of his mother like that, violating her trust.
The guilt sat heavy in his chest.
But deep inside, he liked it very much.
The power.
The closeness.
The way she looked at him now.
Tyler finally spoke, voice low and angry.
“What should we do, Henry? You created this mess at my home. My dad thinks I’m sick because of that ring. You’re the one who gave it to me. You’re responsible—you have to fix it.”
Henry looked at him, still on the bench.
“I ... I don’t know how,” he said quietly.
Tyler shook his head.
“You better figure it out.”
Later that afternoon...
Henry and Tyler walked the rest of the way to Henry’s house in silence.
The air between them was heavy, but Tyler had calmed down a little.
He still looked angry and confused, but he followed Henry anyway.
They needed to figure this out.
Henry opened the front door and stepped inside.
“Kitchen,” he said quietly.
“We can talk there.”
Tyler nodded and followed. They walked through the hallway into the kitchen.
And froze.
Julia stood at the counter, back to them, stirring something in a bowl.
She wore the French maid costume Henry had made her put on this morning
- black lace dress with white frills, tiny apron tied around her waist, the skirt so short it barely covered her thighs. White stockings with garters hugged her legs, and black heels made her stand tall.
The fluffy white tail—the one with the butt plug—swayed gently behind her every time she moved.
Henry had totally forgotten.
Tyler’s eyes went wide. His mouth opened, but no sound came out.
Julia heard them and turned around.
Her cheeks flushed bright red when she saw Tyler standing there.
“Oh ... Henry ... you brought your friend?” she said softly, voice nervous.
She tried to pull the tiny skirt down a little, but it didn’t help.
The tail swayed again.
Henry stood frozen.
Tyler stared.
No one spoke.
The kitchen stayed silent for a long moment.
Tyler stared at Julia in the French maid outfit. He had always had a crush on her, ever since he was old enough to notice.
And now, seeing her like this, knowing what Henry had told him was true ... his dick got hard instantly.
Tyler adjusted his glasses a little, shifting his weight to hide the boner growing in his pants.
Julia’s cheeks burned even redder. She looked down, hands fidgeting with the tiny apron.
Henry looked at both of them—his mum embarrassed, his best friend turned on—and laughed a little.
The sound broke the silence.
Julia glanced up, nervous.
Tyler cleared his throat, face red.
Henry just smiled wider.
Henry looked at Julia, still blushing in the French maid outfit.
“Mum, bring some cookies to my bedroom,” he said casually.
“And don’t change. Stay like that.”
Julia’s cheeks burned even redder.
She glanced quickly at Tyler, then back at Henry, eyes wide with worry.
she nodded in silent.
Tyler followed him upstairs, still not sure what to say.
A few minutes later...
They went into Henry’s bedroom and sat on the bed, controllers in hand, facing the TV.
Henry turned on the console and handed Tyler a controller. They started playing a racing game.
Julia came in a few minutes later with a plate of cookies. She set it down between them, careful, face red.
“Thanks, Mum,” Henry said, eyes on the screen.
Tyler mumbled a quiet
“thanks.”
Just before Julia could turn and hurry out of the room, Henry’s voice cut through the quiet, low and commanding.
“Mum. Stop.”
She froze in the doorway, back to them, hand on the frame.
“Come back here.”
Julia turned slowly, cheeks burning even redder.
Henry sat on the bed, eyes on her.
Unzip me,” he said, voice firm.
“And start sucking my cock.”
Tyler’s head snapped toward Henry, eyes wide behind his glasses.
Julia hesitated for a second, breathing fast. Then she walked back to the bed.
Her gloved hands trembled a little as she knelt in front of Henry.
She reached for his zipper, pulled it down slow.
Henry’s cock sprang free, already hard.
Julia looked up at him once—nervous, shy, but obedient.
Then she leaned in.
Her warm mouth closed around him.
Soft.
Wet.
She started sucking slowly.
Slurp ... slurp...
Tyler sat frozen on the bed, staring.
He couldn’t look away.
Julia’s head moved gently, taking Henry deeper.
Henry leaned back on his hands, eyes half-closed.
“Good girl,” he murmured.
The room filled with the quiet, wet sounds of her mouth. And no one said a word.
At this point, Henry had his eyes closed.
His hands rested softly in her hair. He curled the long black strands gently around her face, brushing them behind her ears.
She smelled really nice—warm skin, faint perfume, and something sweet that was just her.
Julia sucked him slow and deep, mouth warm and wet, tongue swirling.
Henry opened his eyes a little and looked down at her.
Then he spoke softly.
“Mum ... unzip Tyler. Take his cock out too.”
Julia paused, lips still around him. Her eyes flicked up to his, wide and nervous.
She pulled off slowly, breathing fast.
Tyler sat frozen on the bed, face red, staring.
Julia hesitated, hands trembling.
But she turned toward Tyler.
Her gloved fingers reached for his zipper.
Slow.
Careful.
She pulled it down.
Tyler’s cock sprang free, hard and throbbing.
Julia looked at Henry once more.
He nodded, hand still in her hair.
She leaned over.
And took Tyler into her mouth.
Soft at first.
Then deeper.
Tyler groaned low, head falling back.
Henry watched, eyes dark.
His mum.
His good girl.
Taking care of both of them now.
Slurp ... slurp ... slurp...
Julia’s head bobbed over Tyler’s lap, her mouth working him in and out.
One hand wrapped around Henry’s hard cock, stroking him slowly, firmly, just the way he liked.
Her other hand rested on Tyler’s thigh, steadying herself.
The room was quiet except for the wet sounds of her mouth and the boys’ heavy breathing.
Tyler had never felt anything like it. His best friend’s mum—the woman he’d fantasized about for years—was on her knees, sucking his cock. It was better than any dream. He watched her black hair, her flushed cheeks, the way her lips stretched around him.
Henry watched too, a slow smile on his face. He loved seeing her like this.
So obedient.
So good.
Suddenly, Tyler’s hand shot out, grabbing the back of Julia’s head.
His fingers tangled in her hair, gripping tight.
He’d never been this bold, never felt this powerful. Instinct took over.
He pushed down hard.
Julia’s eyes flew wide. His cock slammed deep into her throat, cutting off her air.
“Glk ... cough ... ahh ... glk...”
Tears filled Julia’s eyes and ran down her cheeks. Her face was red, and spit dripped from the corners of her mouth onto his pants. She looked up at him, begging with her eyes, but he was lost in the moment. All he saw was a warm, willing mouth.
Henry watched his friend use his mom’s mouth. A strange feeling grew in his chest.
A little bit of jealousy.
Tyler let go of her head.
Julia pulled back fast, gasping for breath. Her chest heaved, eyes watery, lips wet and swollen.
Henry didn’t wait.
He grabbed her waist and pushed her forward onto the bed. She landed on all fours, facing Tyler.
The French maid dress skirt flipped up a little, showing the thin panties underneath.
Henry moved them aside with one hand. Her pussy was wet, ready, open.
His cock pushed in deep—like it was coming home.
Julia moaned loud, body rocking forward.
“Ohhh ... Henry...”
Tyler didn’t waste time.
He adjusted himself in front of her face, cock hard and close.
Julia looked up at him once, eyes shy but needy.
Then she took him in her mouth.
Slow at first.
Then deeper.
While Henry fucked her from behind, deep and steady.
The bed creaked.
Henry behind her, thrusting deep and steady, his hands gripping her waist, pulling her back onto his cock with every push.
Her body rocked forward from the force, breasts hanging heavy under the low-cut top, jiggling wildly.
In front of her, Tyler stood at the edge of the bed, pants down.
Julia’s mouth was wrapped around his hard cock, taking him deep.
Her lips stretched around him, sliding up and down slow at first,
then faster as Henry’s thrusts pushed her forward onto Tyler.