Chapter 3: A Mother’s Incestuous Pride

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December 17th, 2026 – Detective Nelson Tucker

Excitement rushed through me at what Tad Blake had just said. He knew about Clint Elliston’s incestuous relationship with his sisters. I wanted to nail that pervert. I sat across from Tad in the interview room at my precinct in the Sacramento Police Department. My partner, a young woman named Sunny Salvage, sat beside me. She had a great poker face, her mirrored sunglasses hiding any excitement.

“What do you know about Clint and his sisters?” I asked.

Tad, a slovenly man in his mid-twenties, grimaced. He tapped the picture before him. It was from Clint’s high school graduation. He was in his cap and gown, his younger sister Alicia sitting on his lap. She looked like a little girl instead of a high school student herself. Beside Clint sat his “first cousin” Melody. Her gown was open, her naked body on display, Clint’s hand between her thigh clearly fingering her in public. On paper, they were cousins, but rumors buzzed that she was really Clint’s half-sister.

Apparently, the deceased Clinton Elliston Sr. had been screwing his wife’s sister, Melody’s mother. We couldn’t find any existence of Melody’s father, a supposed Canadian.

“He’s probably got his dick in Alicia here,” said Tad. He tapped her. Alicia was Clint’s sister for certain. “She liked to sit on his lap and play a little girl, letting her skirt hide the fact they were having sex.”

Disgusting. His own sister? And in public?

“Any proof?” I asked. You couldn’t see that they were having sex, just that he was fingering his “first cousin.” That was legal in the State of California. They could marry and have children, too.

“No,” said Tad. He leaned back in his chair. “But Alicia is six months pregnant in this picture. Everyone at our high school knew he was the father of her child even though she claimed it was some Canadian boy she met and who had gone back home before she knew she was pregnant. A one night stand.”

“Yeah, we’ve heard that one before,” said Sunny, her voice tight. “Tell us about this day.”

Darkness flashed across Tad’s face. Pain. “It was our graduation day. A fucking terrible day.”

June 23rd, 2018 – Clinton “Clint” Elliston II

“I am so proud of you, Clint,” my mom said. She had just given birth to our son, Clinton Ellison III, a few days ago. She looked so sexy right now. She’d rebounded fast from her pregnancy thanks to some herbal remedies from Mrs. Hiragawa’s pharmacy. Mom’s breasts were a little bigger. They were now the same size as Zoey’s. Milk beaded at her nipples.

I loved breast milk.

“Your father would be so proud, too, if he were here,” Mom continued as she advanced on me, her large tits swaying. Her fat, dark-red nipples looked so delectable decorated with her creamy milk. “You’re graduating. Oh, Clint...” Her eyes misted with tears as she reached me. Her hands slid down my black graduation gown. It was open. I was naked beneath it, my cock hard.

“And would he be thrilled to have you congratulating me naked?” I asked, my hands hefting her heavy breasts. I squeezed them.

Milk squirted from both nipples, splashing on my bare chest.

“Mmm,” she purred, leaning down. Her dyed-blonde hair swept over her cheeks. “Your father would want me to be happy. I know he’s happy watching us from heaven.” Her tongue licked up my chest, gathering her milk. A tingle raced over my skin. “He’s waiting for me and Vicky up there. He’s glad that you’re taking care of us.”

I stared down at her. She was a submissive woman who was first tamed and dominated by my father when they were teenagers. She had proven her devotion by delivering her younger sister, my Aunt Vicky, to Dad. They both became his slaves. They bore tattoos proving it. They had a triangle tattooed over their hearts, a C in the top corner, a V and C in the lower corners.

“And you’ve done such a good job taking care of us, Clint,” Mom purred. “You’ve been such a hunky son and strong Master to us.”

She had been drowning after Dad’s death. Dominating her had saved her from her drinking and depression. She had come back to life serving Melody, Pam, and me. Her hungry eyes stared into mine, her fingers biting into my shoulders.

“Master, may I show you how proud I am of you?” she moaned. “Your Mommy-slut wants to love you. You’re such a hunky and strong and powerful son. You make your Mommy-slut so wet.”

My hands squeezed her tits. I loved digging my fingers into her breasts. They were so soft and delicious. “Granted, slave.”

She purred in hunger and pushed me back. I hit the edge of the bed behind me and sank down on it. Mom mounted my thighs. Her large breasts swayed before my face as her hands slid down my muscular chest to my rippling abs.

“God, you make your Mommy-slut so wet,” she moaned. “Your Mommy-slut’s so hot and aching for you. You’re such a sexy son. God, your Mommy-slut wants you in her pussy.”

“Whenever you want it,” I said, grinning at her. “I’ll give my Mommy-slut the pleasure her horny cunt needs.”

She lowered herself down to my cock, guiding my tip to her pussy. Her brown bush caressed the tip. She was one of my few women I let have pubic hair. I liked the contrast of her dyed hair not matching her carpet. The silky hairs caressed my crown. Pleasure rippled down my shaft.

Then her cuntlips engulfed the tip of my cock. Incestuous heaven surrounded my dick. My mother slid lower and lower down my cock. She moaned, her back arching as she sank her cunt down my dick. Her moans echoed through the bedroom, a wanton sound of a woman getting the itch in her snatch scratched by a big dick.

Her son’s dick.

“Master!” she moaned as she bottomed out on my cock. “Oh, your Mommy-slut loves her big son’s dick in her. It’s where you belong! Back inside your Mommy-slut’s cunt!”

“Yes,” I growled and nuzzled my lips against her breast. I latched onto her nipple. Her fat nub felt amazing in my mouth. I suckled on her.

Her milk squirted into my mouth. She moaned, her cunt squeezing around my dick. She wiggled her hips from side to side. She stirred her twat around my cock in a slow, mind-numbing undulation. Her pussy gripped me. Then she slid up and down my cock. Not fast. Slow.

She took her time, savoring my cock while I enjoyed her milk and pussy.

That hot, creamy breast milk flowed into my mouth. My mother’s milk. I drank this as a babe from her tits, and now she was nursing me again while riding my dick. My hands grabbed her ass. I squeezed her rump and suckled hard.

I gulped down her milk. The creamy treat flowed down my mouth. I suckled and nursed on her with hunger. Her milk splashed against the roof of my mouth. That sweet delight, with a cantaloupe aftertaste, poured down my throat. It warmed my stomach, the heat flowing to my cock held in her juicy cunt.

“Oh, Master, yes!” she moaned. “Oh, your Mommy-slut is so happy to nurse you again!” Her cunt slammed down me then gripped me as she slid back up. The friction transformed into bliss that flowed down my dick. “Your Mommy-slut loves suckling you again! You’re in your Mommy-slut’s pussy and nursing from her tits!”

Her throaty passion echoed through the room. She slammed down me again. She engulfed my cock over and over in her delicious, tight cunt. I had come from this pussy, just like my two sisters and now my first son. I had bred my own mother and now enjoyed her milk.

I loved it.

My fingers dug into her rump. I squeezed her ass and lifted her up my cock. She whimpered. My cheeks hollowed as I nursed. She impaled her cunt down my dick. Her pussy massaged my shaft over and over. The pleasure spilled through my body. An amazing heat that rippled through my veins. Her hips wiggled from side to side. She stirred around me.

Teased me. Loved me.

It was a delicious treat to experience my mother in every way. I gulped down her breast milk. My dick throbbed in the incestuous grip of her cunt. My balls tightened as she slammed down me. Her pubic hair rubbed against my stomach as she rose up my long cock. Her cream dribbled down my shaft and soaked my balls.

My fingers dug into her flexing ass. Her moans sang around the room. I stirred such passion in my mother. My incestuous sex slave worshiped me with her cunt. With her sweet breast milk. I gulped it down. I loved it.

“Oh, my god,” Mom moaned. “Your Mommy-slut loves your dick! Loves nursing her strong son! Your Mommy-slut wants to cum on your cock.”

I ripped my mouth off her nipple and moaned, “When I cum, you can have all the pleasure you want, Mommy-slut.”

“Thank you, Master!” she moaned and slammed down my cock.

I shifted my head over and latched onto her other nipple. I suckled hard on it. The milk fired into my mouth. That hot and creamy treat. Her breasts jiggled, her left rubbing into my cheek as I nursed from the right. My fingers slid into the crack of her ass. My digits slid lower and lower until I found her sphincter.

I thrust my middle digit into her bowels.

“Master!” she squealed, her pussy squeezing tight about my cock as she impaled herself down it. “Oh, Mommy-slut loves everything her strong Master-son does to her!”

Her asshole gripped my digit. I fucked it in and out of her bowels. My orgasm built and built. I gulped down her milk as I teased her. The heat around my cock swelled. Her juicy, incestuous twat massaged me. I suckled with hunger on her nipple.

She slammed down my cock. She engulfed me again and again. My cock erupted. I fired my incestuous seed into my mother’s cunt. The pleasure slammed through me. I growled around her nipple as I suckled as hard as I could.

“Master!” she howled and joined me in rapture.

Her pussy engulfed me to the hilt as my cum erupted into her cunt. My hot jizz fired into her convulsing twat. My mother’s snatch milked my cock. Spurt after spurt of my seed pumped into her. It spilled into my mother while her juices gushed out around my shaft.

Her passion bathed my balls. She trembled on my lap. Her pussy writhed around my cock. Her asshole massaged my finger pumping in and out of her. I growled around her nipple. I suckled as hard as I could. Her milk squirted into my mouth as my jizz squirted into her pussy.

“Oh, Master, yes, yes!” she moaned. “Your Mommy-slut is so proud of you! You’re graduating! I love you so much!”

I ripped my mouth from her nipple. I kissed my mother as her cunt milked out the last of my cum. The pleasure peaked in me. My body buzzed with bliss as I thrust a tongue laden with her sweet cream into her mouth. My tongue darted around inside of her mouth. Our lips worked together.

“Don’t you two look beautiful together,” Melody sighed. My queen watched us from the doorway wearing her graduation gown. It was open to show off her naked body beneath.

Pam, her cap perched on her head, peered over Melody’s shoulder. My Japanese half-sister smiled. “Yes, they do.”

Melody Samuels

After seeing Clint and Aunt Cheryl having sex, I was on fire. Of course, we had to get going to our graduation. Pam, Clint, and I were all graduating from high school. No more having fun at this school. We were off to college. The entire family was heading to the Golden State Arena in downtown Sacramento where it would be held. I sat beside my daughter in her car seat on the ride. She had to face backward since she was only a year old. She looked so beautiful.

“Your mommy and daddy are graduating today,” I told her. She yawned and looked up at me. I smiled. “One day, it’ll be you. And your daddy and I will be so proud of you.”

When we arrived, my mom took my daughter, Zoey took Pam’s, and Aunt Cheryl had her new son cradled in her arms. He was so cute, too. A third generation of Clinton Ellistons. I bet he would grow up into a sexy man like his father.

Clint, Pam, and I headed into the waiting area with the rest of our graduating class. We nodded to our classmates. They were all excited. So was I. I was horny, too. My pussy burst with passion. I found a chair and sank down on it. With a casual gesture, I opened my robe.

Everyone in our school knew I was an exhibitionist slut. I bared my naked body, round breasts coming into view. I shuddered, my blonde hair falling down my back in a thick braid. I spread my legs, flashing my shaved twat at Clint and everyone else.

They had all seen us fuck. Clint and I had a little hiccup in our relationship a few months ago. I got a little jealous of all the time he was giving to other girls. The Mihara twins, Mrs. Umayyah and her cadre of schoolgirl prostitutes, and more. I almost cheated on Clint. It shocked me at how my jealousy had skirted the line.

Clint had adjusted things. He paid more attention to his sisters, especially Pam and me, and I had found myself more devoted to him than ever. I saw what I almost gave up, what I almost ruined, and vowed to let nothing ever destroy us again.

“Feeling frisky, Melody?” Clint asked as he sauntered over.

“Uh-huh,” I said. I bit my lip. “You know me. When we’re in a crowd, I’m always feeling frisky and naughty.”

He sank down in the chair beside me and boldly shoved his hand between my thighs. The other students were watching us. I shuddered in delight, my eyes flicking across the room at them. Tim Yates nodded to me. Brothers and sisters, sons and mothers, daughters and fathers were all having so much fun. Coach Young had found love with his daughter thanks to Clint. I helped Becky Yates seduce her brother. Tad Blake, who was watching us, had fucked his sister.

Lee had filmed them a couple of times.

I shuddered as Clint rubbed his fingers up and down my pussy. My milk-laden breasts jiggled. I arched my back, loving every moment of his digits caressing my twat. His fingers felt amazing. He brushed my clit. Teased my labia.

Thrust into my cunt.

He plunged his digits deep into my snatch. I savored the pleasure. My half-brother’s digits felt amazing. It was a wondrous delight to experience. My twat squeezed tight around his digits. Pleasure rippled through me. I groaned and squirmed in my seat. This awesome pleasure surged through my body.

“Look at Melody,” someone in the crowd whispered.

“Of course, the slut’s getting fingered.”

“Damn, Clint is lucky to have all those sisters.”

“Is she really his sister?”

“I hear Clint’s dad had a thing for sisters, too. He and Melody are definitely not cousins.”

It made me so wet. I beamed at the audience. Pam watched, surreptitiously masturbating. She had pulled her right arm into her robe. It moved beneath her black gown. Her fingers caressed her twat the way Clint’s stroked mine. She was such a voyeur.

She liked to watch, and I loved to be seen. We were the perfect pair to be Clint’s girlfriends. No one suspected she was our sister. That made it so hot. My cunt squeezed down on Clint’s digits. I whimpered and shuddered.

My chair creaked beneath me as I moaned, “Oh, god, Clint, you’re such a stud. You’re going to accept your diploma with my cunt juices on your hand.”

“Go Melody!” whooped Tad, his eyes hungry. He was probably thinking of doing things with his younger sister. He pulled out his phone and started texting. I wonder to who? His sister? Was he organizing his own hot fun before the ceremony?

“You’re such a slut, Melody! I love it!” shouted Svetlana.

I winked at her, my breasts jiggling. I squirmed and jiggled. My breasts bounced. Milk trickled from my nubs, the hot milk running across my round tits.

“God, Clint, you are so lucky. I wish I had a sister!”

“Make that whore cum!”

“Mmm, I am such a whore!” I moaned. “Clint’s whore!”

“She’ll cum,” Clint said, his voice a confident growl. He pumped his fingers in and out of my cunt while his thumb rubbed at my clit. He stroked me. Teased me. The pleasure surged through me. I groaned, my cunt clenching around his digits. “Won’t you?”

“Oh, fuck, yes!” I moaned, my orgasm building faster and faster. “So fucking hard!”

Pink flashed in the corner of my eyes. To my shock, Alicia appeared. I didn’t know how our little sister got into the back area, but there she was. She wore a pink dress that made her already petite and girlish frame seem even younger than fifteen. The skirt started right beneath her breasts, falling in pink delight down her body. She had layers of petticoats beneath. It hid her growing pregnancy.

She was six months, her belly nice and round, but you couldn’t tell unless you looked carefully at her.

Her glasses flashed on her cute face, her light-brown pigtails flowing behind her. She darted up, turned around, and mounted his lap. She squirmed around, her hand reaching behind her to adjust her skirt. She let out a whimper. Clint a groan.

The little slut just sat down on his cock. That was how she conceived her twins with Clint. Right in the cafeteria, she’d pretended to sit on his lap like she always did. Right now, she looked so innocent perched on Clint’s lap.

You’d never know she had a cock in her.

Alicia Elliston

It felt so wonderful to slide my pregnant pussy down Clint’s cock. I giggled with girlish delight to be impaled on my big brother’s cock. He groaned. Melody shuddered beside us. My big sister trembled, breasts jiggling. Milk gleamed as it ran white down her tits.

“Oh, cupcake, how naughty of you to be here,” Melody moaned, her voice throaty with pleasure.

“I just had to wish my big brother good luck,” I moaned, squeezing my cunt around his cock. I felt so naughty to be sitting on his lap. For him to be in me. My hands rubbed at my belly. I was so round. I would have my big brother’s twins. A son and daughter.

It would be so amazing.

A smartphone flashed as Tad snapped a picture of us.

I beamed. No one could know I had my pregnant pussy around my big brother’s cock. I clenched and relaxed my cunt. I had worked so hard on my Kegels to pleasure his dick this way. It was so hot to pretend to be a little girl sitting on her big brother’s lap while actually having sex with him.

We’d done it in the mall. On the Ferris wheel. At the movies.

“Damn, my little princess,” panted Clint. My brother wrapped his arm around me. He cupped my belly. Our twins grew inside of me. It was so wonderful. “Work that naughty, little cunt on my dick.”

“Mmm, you are such a hot slut, cupcake,” Melody purred, her voice soft. “Our brother’s going to make us cum.”

His digits plundered in and out of Melody’s cunt. It was incredible to participate in. I squirmed, stirring my cunt around his cock. I massaged him by clenching and relaxing. He groaned, savoring my pregnant twat while I reveled in his cock reaching so deep into me.

I whimpered. My back arched. My small breasts jiggled beneath my dress. I squeezed down on his shaft. This wonderful passion surged through me. I whimpered, staring out at all the students watching us. I bet they knew what I was doing.

Pam did.

My Japanese half-sister watched us as she masturbated beneath her graduation gown. She looked so hot. So naughty. I smiled at her, giving her all my girlish charm. She shuddered and bit her lower lip. Her arm moved faster beneath her robe.

She pleasured herself with vigor.

I clenched and relaxed my twat on my big brother’s cock. The stimulation rippled through me. My pregnant pussy quivered around him. I could already feel that wonderful orgasm building and building inside of me. This wonderful explosion of bliss which would consume me. It would be incredible. I would explode in delight.

In quivering rapture.

“Damn, princess,” groaned Clint, his free hand rubbing over my pregnant belly. “You are such a naughty and sexy and wicked little sister.”

“Yes, she is,” moaned Melody. “Oh, my god, Clint, this is so hot. Cupcake, you’re such a treasure. Oh, yes, yes!”

Melody threw back her head. Her body spasmed. I watched her breasts heaving, milk bubbling from her nipples. She moaned while the seniors around us cheered. They loved her. I loved her, too. My cunt grew hotter. My pregnant pussy massaged Clint’s cock as I watched my older half-sister cum.

Melody’s blonde braid swayed behind her. She gasped and moaned. She bucked on her chair. Her legs kicked out. Her eyes squeezed shut. She moaned my big brother’s name, crying out in delight. A huge smile crossed her lips as she hit the peak of her orgasm.

“Oh, Clint, thank you,” she panted. “I needed that.”

“I bet you did,” Clint said and kept fingering her.

“Ooh, you are such a stud!” She trembled. “Make me cum again.”