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The Blue Envelope

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Chapter 2: A Feast of Flesh

Incest Sex Story: Chapter 2: A Feast of Flesh - Eric found that a Random Act of Kindness could change his life in so many ways. Some of them were quite a surprise.

Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   mt/ft   Ma/ft   mt   Age Gap   Teenagers   Consensual   Romantic   Gay   Lesbian   BiSexual   Heterosexual   Fiction   Rags To Riches   Sharing   Incest   Son   Brother   Sister   Father   Daughter   Grand Parent   Group Sex   Harem   Orgy   Anal Sex   Double Penetration   First   Masturbation   Oral Sex   Pregnancy   Big Breasts   Public Sex   Small Breasts   Nudism  

The moonlight painted everything in silver-blue, and Eric’s hand gripped the railing hard enough that the wood grain pressed grooves into his palm. Keith stood at the bottom of the stairs, still in his T-shirt and shorts, chin glistening. Behind him, Tina rose from the couch like something from a wet dream—naked, flushed, her dark hair a damp tangle around her shoulders.

“Come down,” Keith said. Not a command. An invitation.

Eric’s legs moved before his brain caught up. Each step felt like wading through water. When he reached the bottom, Tina closed the distance, her nipples brushing his chest through the thin cotton of his sleep shirt. Her skin radiated heat.

“You watched,” she said. It wasn’t an accusation.

“Tina—”

She kissed him. Her mouth was slick with her own taste, and her tongue slid against his without hesitation. Eric made a sound—half groan, half surrender—and his hands found her waist. She was so soft. So warm. Her hips pressed into his, grinding against the hard ridge of his cock.

“I want to see it,” she murmured against his lips. “I want to see what my daddy’s been hiding.”

Her fingers found the waistband of his pajama pants and tugged. Eric lifted his arms as she pulled his shirt over his head, then let the pants drop. His cock sprang free—long, thick, the head swollen and glistening at the tip.

Tina’s breath caught. Her eyes went wide.

“Oh my god,” she whispered.

Keith stepped closer, arms crossed, watching with an unreadable expression. “Something wrong?”

“He’s huge.” Tina’s voice pitched high with disbelief. She reached out, fingers wrapping around his shaft, and Eric’s knees nearly buckled. “Keith, he’s bigger than you.”

“I can see that.”

Tina stroked him once, root to tip, and her thumb smeared precum across the head. Eric’s hips jerked involuntarily. She smiled up at him—that same tilt-eyed smile she’d worn since childhood, but now it meant something else entirely.

“I want this inside me,” she said. “Right now.”

She pulled him to the couch and lay back, spreading her legs. The moonlight caught on the slick folds of her cunt, still puffy and wet from her orgasm. Her hole fluttered, visibly clenching around nothing.

“Please, Daddy.”

Eric didn’t need to be asked twice. He knelt between her thighs, one hand braced on the cushion, the other guiding his cock to her entrance. He rubbed the head along her slit—once, twice—then pushed.

She stretched around him. Slow. Inch by inch. Her lips parted, her breath came in short, sharp gasps, and her fingers dug into his shoulders.

“More,” she breathed. “Don’t stop.”

Eric drove forward until his pelvis met her pelvis. Fully sheathed. Her cunt gripped him like a fist, hot and impossibly tight, and he could feel every ridge, every pulse of her inner walls.

“Fuck,” he groaned.

Tina’s ankles locked around his back. “Move, Daddy. Fuck me.”

He pulled out almost all the way—the drag of her cunt on his shaft made his vision swim—then slammed back in. The slap of flesh echoed through the room. Tina cried out, a high, wanton sound, and her nails raked down his back.

He set a rhythm. Hard. Deep. Each thrust jolted her tits, making them bounce with heavy, hypnotic sway. Sweat beaded on his forehead and dripped onto her chest. The couch creaked beneath them. Wet squelching filled the air—her juice coating his cock, dripping down his balls, staining the white cushions.

 
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