Fomo
Copyright© 2026 by Big Ed Magusson
Chapter 21
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 21 - They’re afraid of missing out… maybe Mom can help. Finn and MacKenzie have been together since they were thirteen. They both wonder what it’d be like to be with other people but they don’t want to damage their relationship. Maybe Mom has some advice… A taboo novel about creative ways to avoid the Fear Of Missing Out.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Incest Mother Daughter
Finn tried to relax as he sat at the small table in the bar. He sipped his coke and wondered how long the women were going to take. His own tight briefs kept trying to crawl up his butt crack, which was decidedly not sexy. But if the women wanted him to wear black nylon underwear, he’d wear black nylon underwear. He just wondered if he’d have been better off putting them on after the show.
It was just hard to contain his excitement. He didn’t know exactly what Jenny had in store for tonight, but it had to be more than what they’d done. Right?
Finally, finally, he saw the women approach. His eyes widened—it had been worth the wait.
MacKenzie had styled her hair so that it cascaded past her shoulders but still formed a frame around her face. She’d done her make-up perfectly. The smoky eye treatment hinted at an Egyptian goddess. Meanwhile, her little black dress—
Oh, god! It almost hid nothing!
The plunging cleavage clearly demonstrated she wasn’t wearing a bra. The dress itself ended mid-thigh, and high enough to expose the lace of her stockings. With the black spiked heels, she looked like a woman on the prowl.
Which she was, he realized.
His dick stirred. Then his eyes drifted to her mom, which made the discomfort in his pants even worse.
She wore an identically cut dress, but in red. Her larger bust almost spilled out of the top and jiggled when she walked. A gold pendant hung low into her cleavage. Her stockings were also black with the lace top visible. Her smile was almost devilish and her eyebrows rose when she saw him.
He stood. “Wow.”
They each hugged him in turn. When Jenny was close, she murmured in his ear, “No panties.”
He let out a low groan as she stepped back.
“I have an idea,” he said. “Let’s skip the show and go back upstairs.”
Both women laughed and MacKenzie shook her head.
“Dinner,” she said. “I’m starved.”
With a reluctant sigh, he took her hand and they walked toward the entrance to the restaurant.
The maitre’d seated them in a booth off to one side. MacKenzie slid in beside him while Jenny sat across. It made it hard to not keep glancing at her cleavage, but he stopped trying to hide it after she caught him and smirked. She ordered a Cosmopolitan while they perused their menus.
“Do we want an appetizer?” Finn asked.
“Mmm ... you mean to eat?” Jenny purred.
Finn chuckled. Then he stiffened as he felt MacKenzie’s hand on his upper thigh. After a quick instinctive glance around, he realized no one could see what she was doing. When he turned to her, she gave him a faux-innocent smile.
“Well, we will need our strength for later,” Finn teased back.
“Mmm, good point,” Jenny replied. She returned to studying the menu.
“What looks good to you?” Finn asked MacKenzie.
“Mmm ... all sorts of things.” She grinned at him before her eyes flicked to her mom’s cleavage. When he asked her a silent question, she just shook her head and didn’t answer.
“I’d think Mac would be interested in something beefy and meaty,” Jenny said. She didn’t look up, but Finn could hear the grin.
“Mmm ... hmm...,” he said. “I’d like some clams, but I don’t see them on the menu.”
“Clams? Plural?” MacKenzie teased.
“If I can have ‘em.”
Jenny chuckled, low and throaty. “They’re not bearded, though.”
“Doesn’t matter. I like them.”
“We know.” Jenny grinned.
MacKenzie slid her hand further up his thigh. The tips of her fingers brushed the side of his cock. He stiffened.
“There’s some creamy noodles.” Jenny looked at her daughter. “Or were you going to have that later?”
“Oh, definitely later.” MacKenzie moved her hand directly on top of Finn’s dick and started rubbing him through his pants.
He stifled a groan.
Jenny chuckled. “I suppose we should actually order food,” she said.
MacKenzie sighed dramatically but didn’t stop rubbing Finn’s cock.
“I suppose,” Finn said. He checked his watch. They were a little short on time.
“Okay,” Jenny said. “I know what I want.” She looked around and quickly caught the waiter’s eye. As he approached, she gave Finn one last smirk. “Just save room for dessert later.”
MacKenzie gave his cock one last squeeze before withdrawing her hand.
“Oh, don’t you worry,” he said. “I will.”
After they’d placed their orders, Finn leaned back. He smiled at Jenny and then took MacKenzie’s hand and gave it a squeeze.
“You two really do look fabulous,” he said.
“Oh, you have no idea,” Jenny purred.
He raised an eyebrow questioningly.
With one hand, she started toying with her pendant. His eyes immediately locked on her cleavage. She chuckled and looked at MacKenzie.
“Anyone coming?” Jenny asked.
“No,” her daughter answered.
With a quick flick of her wrist, Jenny pulled the top of her dress open, exposing one hard nipple.
Finn gasped.
She casually readjusted her dress and was decent again.
“Is he hard?” she asked Mackenzie.
“Let me check.” Once again, his girlfriend’s hand returned to his crotch. “Mmm. Very hard.”
“Very?”
“Mmm hmm. Very, very.” MacKenzie lightly stroked him over his pants, keeping him like steel.
“Very, very? Oh, that must be nice,” Jenny teased. “From one little nipple.” She chuckled devilishly.
‘“It’s yours,” he said. “You and Mac always get me ... very, very ... hard.”
She smiled so brightly the room felt like outdoors.
“Now I’m jealous,” MacKenzie teased.
“Why?” Jenny asked.
“You did this—” MacKenzie squeezed his cock under the table again—”with just one quick flash.”
“Oh, you can, too,” Jenny said. She quickly glanced around. “Let’s switch.”
“What?” MacKenzie said.
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