Chapter 17: Futa Studies Incest

Allie had her laptop out and booted up on my bed. She was wearing a skirt, but I knew she didn’t have panties on underneath. Her naked twat had flashed at me when she’d raced before me up the stairs to reach my bedroom.

I reached beneath my skirt and shimmied out my panties. My futa-cock groaned in relief. Even these roomier panties, designed for transwomen who hadn’t had their sex change operation to remove their penis, didn’t quite have enough for a futanari. We were just hung. All fifteen or so of us in the world. So there was little chance of having clothes that fit our massive cocks.

It tented the front of my skirt. I hiked that out and let my pale shaft spill out. Allie was busy navigating her laptop with the touchpad. I slid onto the bed behind her, my cock nuzzling into her thigh. She threw a look over her shoulder, her strawberry-blonde pigtail almost smacking me in the face as it whipped around her head.

“Mmm, I need that cock in me,” she moaned, her blue eyes twinkling.

“My cock was just in you,” I pointed out. We had just returned home from our incestuous study session with my friend Pita and her hot mother. The four of us had sex in all manner of ways, thoroughly enjoying each other.

“But that was, like, fifteen minutes ago,” Allie said. “That’s so long for me to go without you in me.”

“You go longer than that every day at school.

“And it’s just torture,” she moaned. “Don’t you know how much I suffer because your futa-cock isn’t in me.”

“My apologies,” I said, sliding my cock up her thigh. “I’ll fix that right now.”

Allie let out a theatrical sigh. “You’re the best. I love you, Jenny.”

“And I love my cute, adorable, bratty sister,” I purred.

She giggled, not objecting to any of those adjectives.

My cock reached her pussy. I nuzzled into her twat, savoring the feel of sparse, fourteen-year-old bush covering her tight cunny. She opened up the spy program she used to connect to our twin sisters’ laptops.

I could hardly contain blurting out what was about to happen. So I thrust my futa-cock into Allie’s pussy.

She gasped and shuddered. Her cunt clenched down on me as my futa-dick slid deeper and deeper into her pussy. Her wonderful snatch massaged me. The pleasure flowed down my cock to my own snatch. The heat rippled there and then washed out through my body in wonderful ripples.

I hugged my little sister tight as I marinated in her pussy. I reveled in the incestuous grip of her silky, hot flesh about me. She groaned and shifted in my arms, her back rubbing against my breasts. My nipples throbbed against my bra.

“Okay, let’s see if the twins are magically doing anything naughty,” Allie said.

She opened the webcams. We had two different feeds. One was a close up of Tara, one of our older sisters, who looked to be using her laptop. She was peering at the screen, her green eyes studious. She had the same color irises as me but had our mom’s blonde hair instead of my fiery locks. Allie was in between the twins and me. The other camera showed Sara—I could tell the difference between them by how they parted their hair, Sara always on the right side. They were identical unless you really knew them. Then you could see minute differences in facial structures and little blemishes on their skin.

Naked, of course, it got even easier to tell them apart since Tara had her clit pierced and Sara both her nipples.

“See, they’re doing nothing,” sighed Allie. “Our older sisters are so boring. They could be having hot twincest all the time.”

“And inviting a certain, bratty little sister into their bed?” I asked, drawing back my cock.

“Yes!” Allie shouted.

“Shhh,” I said. “We have to keep it down.”

“Right, right.” Allie squeezed her pussy down around my withdrawing cock, sending a flare of pleasure down it. “Can’t have those two prudes find out the rest of us our fucking. They’ll ruin it all. Ugh, I can’t believe the four of us came from the same pussy.”

“And what a yummy pussy that is,” I said, remembering the last time I had sex with our mother. “Uh-huh,” Allie whimpered. “If the twins weren’t home, we could be having fun with Mom. They better not be around on Saturday to ruin Mrs. Asis’s visit.”

Pita and her mom were coming by on Saturday to, hopefully, let Mom join the fun.

I slid my hands beneath Allie’s shirt as I pumped away, the twins busy with their homework. My fingers slid up and up my sister’s belly to reach her breasts. I squeezed her budding tits, kneading them as I savored her pussy. Her cunt squeezed around me.

She whimpered, wiggling her hips and stirring her juicy cunny around my cock. I loved my sister. Loved being in my sister, too. My cunt drank in the pleasure her pussy generated. I trembled, waiting for the fun to begin.

Tara leaned back from her laptop and thrust her arms over her shoulders. Her large breasts stretched out the tank top she wore. “I need a break.”

“Yeah, me, too,” said Sara. “My head’s starting to hurt.”

“Think we have time before dinner?”

“They’re home, Tara.”

Allie perked up. Her cunt squeezed around me. “Why do they care if we’re home.”

“That little pipsqueak is not watching us any longer. She’s got to have grown bored with spying on us.”

“They know?” Allie gasped. “Wait, does that mean... ?”

“Fine, but we have to be quiet,” Sara said. “Mmm, sixty-nine?”

“I could eat you out and cum at the same time,” Tara said and popped off her tank top. Her breasts appeared, jiggling in her black bra. She unhooked that next. Her large tits spilled out right before the camera, her gold nipple rings on display.

“Holy fucking shit!” gasped Allie. “I knew it! I knew they were into twincest! I told you, Jenny! I told you they were doing more than studying in their room!”

“Yes, you did,” I moaned, thrusting harder as Tara stood up and crossed to Sara. The webcams caught them from two different sides. They were both topless as they kissed with hunger.

I knew they were lovers since the lunch period today. At the secret lesbian club meeting in the principal’s office, I had learned that Tara and Sara had been seduced into sapphic incest by none other than the head of our high school.

Tara and Sara were just like me: afraid that the family would find them disgusting for engaging in incest. They had revealed themselves today in the middle of the orgy hoping I would be too turned on to care.

Little did they know I had been banging Allie and Mom all week.

“This is so hot!” Allie groaned as they kissed, her pussy squeezed around me. “We’re going to have so much fun messing with them before we reveal we want to join in.”

“Mmm, yes, it’s fun teasing a sister,” I said, rolling her nipples between my fingers.

“Yes!”

Allie squirmed so much as I pumped away at her pussy. I thrust into her hard and fast. I savored how her snatch squeezed around my cock. She massaged me with her silky grip, sending such bliss shooting down to my twat. The pleasure grew and grew in my snatch, flowing down my clit-dick.

The twins shoved down the other’s skirt as they kissed with hunger. They wore matching panties, black and lacy that hugged their asses. They each shoved their hands into the other’s panties, cupping the other’s butt-cheeks. They gripped and kneaded each other, moaning as they kissed.

“So hot!” groaned Allie. “Mmm, Jenny, we got them.”

“Yes, we do,” I cooed.

I savored every stroke into my little sister’s twat. Her excitement sent a wicked thrill through me. The twins drifted to the bed, still kissing with their hands down the other’s panties. They reached the bed and broke the kiss. The ripped down those panties and kissed again.

Allie gasped, her cunt squeezing around my futa-cock. “Does Sara have a pierced clit? I thought I saw something.”

“No idea,” I lied, thrusting away at my little sister’s twat. I pumped hard and fast at her, reveling in plowing into her snatch. “But sure is sexy. Mmm, they’re going for it.”

Sara ended up on the bottom. Tara’s breasts swayed, her nipple piercings flashing, as she straddled her twin’s mouth. She settled down on Sara’s mouth. Blonde hair fell around Tara’s face as she went for Sara’s pussy.

The twins sixty-nined.

Allie groaned.

I thrust harder.

I pumped away with passion at my younger sister’s cunt as we watched our older sisters devouring the other’s pussy. They feasted on each other. They licked and lapped and ate each other out with such passion. It was so sexy to watch.

It made my cock so hard. I thrust into my little sister’s snatch. I pounded her hard and fast while Tara and Sara moaned their passion, their rapture coming out tinny through the laptop’s cheap speakers. They licked with enthusiasm.

“So hot!” gasped Allie. “They’ve done this a lot. Incest runs in the family! We’re all such horny perverts!”

“Yes!” I gasped, pinching her nipples. “And a certain bratty sister is the worst!”

“Yes, yes, yes!”

Her pussy went wild around my girl-cock. I shuddered at the intensity of her orgasm. Her flesh quivered and writhed with such enthusiasm around my clit-dick. It was a wild thrill to enjoy. A wicked and wild passion. I drank it in. I loved every moment of her pussy going wild around my shaft.

She sucked at my cunt. She drove me wild. I buried into her snatch as I watched the twins devour each other. Sara’s hands clenched around Tara’s butt-cheeks, holding tight. Fingers dipped into Tara’s crack.

“Yes, yes, Sara, go for it!” hissed Allie. “Finger Tara’s asshole.”

Tara spasmed.

“You wicked sluts!” Allie moaned, bucking harder in my arms, her pussy sucking at my girl-dick slamming into her heavenly snatch.

I groaned at the wild thrill of her pussy convulsing around me. That hot embrace spasmed with such hot intensity about my girl-dick. I groaned, my body bucking with wild enthusiasm. I panted and thrust into her, unable to hold back.

I erupted.

I shuddered and bucked on the bed, holding Allie tight, as I pumped her cunt full of my jizz. My little sister’s pussy went even wilder about my cock. She spasmed and writhed. She milked me with her silky glove. Juices gushed out of me. This amazing pleasure surged through me.

It was awesome.

“Jenny!” Allie moaned, bucking in my arms. “Oh, Jenny! Jenny!”

We weren’t being quiet, but it didn’t matter now.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I panted. “Oh, my god, that’s hot. That’s delicious. Mmm, I’m cumming so hard.”

“I bet you are!” Allie shuddered. “I know you are! I can feel it!”

Hot and wild eruptions of cum fired out of my dick. I groaned, the pleasure screaming through me. Stars burst across my vision. I bucked and moaned, loving every minute of that delicious rapture screaming through me.

I hit the peak of my pleasure and panted. A momentary wave of darkness washed across my expression. When it cleared, the twins were still devouring each other while Allie’s pussy wrung the last of my cum out of my dick.

“I just knew it!” Allie groaned. “Didn’t I, Jenny? I called that they were lovers.”

“Yes, you did,” I said, stroking her arm.

“Oh, we’re going to fuck with them during dinner,” Allie purred. She licked her lips. “They have no idea you’re fucking me and mom. I’ll make them squirm for keeping this from me.”

I tried to hide my smile. Luckily, Allie had her gaze glued to the screen.

The twins were moaning louder and louder. It was clear their climaxes approached. They were both squirming, their big boobs rubbing into the other’s belly. They moaned and gasped. Then they bucked.

Their orgasms moaned through the cheap speakers, almost screeching into shrilling feedback. The pair were in heaven. They licked up all that yummy pussy juices. I could say, after the last five days of fucking, that my sisters all had yummy pussies.

Not surprising since Mom’s was just divine.

Tara slid off of Sara. The pair turned around. They planted hungry kisses on the other. They loved each other like Allie and I did. I smiled at the twincest love on display. Their secret romance exposed to our eyes.

“They’re so cute together,” Allie said. “Just like me and you.”

“Uh-huh,” I said. I wanted to share my relationship with Allie to the world, but there were more and more people I could tell about it. Allie’s naughty friend, Kathy Greene, was in the lesbian club as were my friend Briana, Dean Washington, and a few other teachers I didn’t know that well.

They all accepted Tara, Sara, and me having sex. Allie would be a cinch. Kathy would want threesomes with us, and then we could seduce Kathy’s mother, my teacher Mrs. Greene, into our fun, too. She just had a baby and her breast milk tasted amazing.

“Dinner!” Mom called from below. “Come on, girls, get down here and eat it. Then you can get back to your studying.”

“Oh, we’re going to be studying all right!” Allie said, watching as Tara and Sara scrambled to get dress. “Mmm, studying twincest tonight!”

I giggled.

She wiggled off my cock and scampered off my bed, not bothering to do more than shove down her skirt and adjust her tank top. I grabbed my discarded panties and pulled them on while Allie pressed her ear to the door. Then she burst out into the hall.

“Oh, hey, how’s studying going?” Allie asked.

“Fine, fine,” one of the twins said. I couldn’t tell them apart by voice.

“Cool, cool, what are you studying? Biology?”

“History,” the other twin, or maybe the same one, answered smoothly.

“Oh, yeah, what? Women’s liberation? Studying how we got free to vote and own property and have jobs and be lesbians.”

“Lesbians?” One of the twins asked. “You’re weird, Allie. You know that?”

“Sure, sure, I’m weird,” said Allie. “I mean, you and Tara are always in your room. Alone. Studying all manner of things. Why, I bet it’s positively cozy when you two are feverishly studying. Just working each other into a lather as you memorize this or that. Poke around. Probe. Get into the subject matter real deep.” Allie sniffed. “What’s that smell?”

Then she darted away, giggling.

I shook my head and stepped out. The twins both had smirks on their faces. “She’s not subtle,” Tara said while Sara added, “Why didn’t she just accuse us of being dykes?”

“She wants you squirming all through supper,” I said as I strolled past them. “She wants you afraid that she’ll tell mom about what you two are doing in there.”

“What a brat,” one of the twins said.

The other grunted in agreement then added, “I’m not sure I want to play with her.”

“Oh, don’t be like that,” I said. “She’s got a pussy full of my cum. I know you’re both dying to taste it out of her tight twat.”

“Yes,” they groaned together.

Allie was helping mom set the table, something suspicious. “I kept hearing these weird noises while I was studying,” Allie said. “I don’t know what they were. Like the house was settling or something. It came from the twins’ room.”

“Oh,” Mom said. “I’m sure it was just nothing. This house isn’t young. Bound to hear funny sounds.”

“True,” Allie said, looking up. “Tara and Sara, did you two hear any weird groaning coming from your bedroom just a few minutes ago?”

“Just the normal sounds,” one of the twins said.

“Yep. Nothing unusual I heard.”

“See,” Mom said brightly, setting down a creamy mushroom and chicken casserole in the center of the table. “Go get the green beans, Allie.”

“Sure!” Allie said and gave the twins piercing looks. Then she darted off.

I set down to Mom’s right, who was at the head of the table, with Tara on my left. Sara sat across from her twin and Allie came back with the green beans and took the open seat across from me. She had this big grin on her face.

“I bet the twins wished it was tuna casserole,” said Allie as she spooned green beans onto her plate. They’d been cooked with bits of bacon for more flavor. “They just love fish, right? Especially fish tacos.”

“Oh, absolutely,” said Tara. She glanced over at Sara. “You know, Sara makes the best fish tacos I’ve ever had. Just knows how to spice them up.”

“Mmm, but Tara’s are pretty good,” Sara added as she scooped up the casserole on her plate.

“Oh, you should make them tomorrow for dinner,” said Mom. “I’d love to try them. We won’t have Jenny, so we can have a casual night.”

“Yeah, do that,” Allie said. “Show mom just how you like to each other’s fish tacos.”

“I don’t see why you’re saying that like it’s weird,” said Sara. She gave Allie a fixed look. “They’re just tacos.”

“Delicious tacos,” Tara groaned.

Allie’s vexation flashed across her face. This was not going the way she wanted. She shifted in her chair, giving Tara and Sara studious looks in turn. My sister’s blue eyes narrowed. I wondered what was going through them. Was she trying to figure out if the twins were missing her signs, or if they were playing along with her and acting like what she said was perfectly innocent?

Allie spooned up her casserole and stirred it around. I could almost hear the little hamster in her mind running fast on the wheel, her thoughts practically squeaking as she toyed with her food. Then she took a big mouthful.

“That’s a strange perfume you have on, Sara,” Allie said, glancing at our older sister beside her. Allie leaned in and inhaled. “What is that, Ode de Tara?”

“I’m not wearing any perfume,” she said.

“Then what is that musk?” Allie glanced at Mom. “You smell it.”

Mom inhaled. “I smell the casserole.”

“It’s really good,” Tara said and took a large bite.

Allie sighed then she shifted, “They’re studying history up in their rooms.”

“Yep, history of lesbians,” Tara said without missing a beat.

“Have to do a lot of research,” Sara said, not even smiling. “It’s for our class. We’re in an LGBT module.”

“It’s been quite fascinating. The things we’re learning. Just delving deep into the material. We were having a heavy study sesh when you called us down for dinner.”

“Yeah, we could have just kept going at it.” Sara smiled. “I’m eager to get back to it. I got that itch.”

Tara nodded. “You know that itch, right, Allie?”

Allie glared at them both. “This isn’t funny.”

“Why would lesbians be funny?” asked Tara.

“You’re not homophobic, are you?” Sara asked. “I know Reverend August is, but I didn’t think you are.”

Flashes of Reverend Helen August danced through my mind. I had masturbated to her and mom with my cock on Sunday. It had been while I was cumming thinking about them that Allie had burst in on me and capitalized our relationship.

“I’m not homophobic,” Allie said. “But Mom is. She doesn’t like lesbians. She agrees that it’s wrong. I don’t think she would like what you two are studying.”

“Oh, they can study lesbian history,” Mom said. “Eat your dinner before it gets cold, Allie.”

Allie let out a frustrated screech.

Mom wince. “Now, really, Allie, it’s not that bad.”

“They’re having sex!” Allie said, pointing at Tara and Sara. “They’re having sex all the time. They eat each other’s pussies. They were just doing it.”

If she expected the twins to panic at that, Allie was in for a shock because they just each took a bite of their casserole. Sara let out a groan of delight and squirmed beside me like she thought she’d eaten the best thing in the world.

“No, really, Allie,” Mom said, standing up and moving behind her. “Why would you think they were having sex just now?”

“She put software to spy on us through our laptops,” Tara said and turned to Mom. “I don’t see what the big deal is since she’s having sex with you and Jenny. You’d think she’d understand.”

Allie’s jaw dropped.

Mom leaned down and kissed Tara right on the lips, slipping in plenty of tongue.

Allie’s eyes bulged.

I leaned over to Sara and kissed her on the lips, thrusting my tongue into my older sister’s mouth.

Allie let out a strangled groan.

Mom and I kissed our respective twin, tongues dueling. I stroked Sara’s thigh beneath the table. She cupped my breast through my top, squeezing my round mound.

“What the hell is going on?” Allie demanded.

I broke the kiss and smiled at Allie. “Why, family dinner. Now, would you like to lick a creampie out of Sara’s pussy or not.”

“Of course I would!” Allie said. Then her eyes widened. “You knew, Jenny! You knew they were having sex! You set me up!”