What Comes With the Territory
Copyright© 2020 by Mark Gander
Chapter 3
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 3 - Victor and Anastassia make a little deal to be together as lovers just before they reveal their other partners, including his sister. Watch what follows.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Consensual BiSexual Cheating Sharing Incest Mother Son Brother Sister Daughter DomSub FemaleDom Group Sex Harem Orgy Polygamy/Polyamory Swinging Interracial White Male White Female Hispanic Female Anal Sex Analingus Oral Sex Pregnancy Squirting
“Make ... love to me, son. Please. Now. On the dining room table, right next to the pizza. Michael already gave me a ‘bucket list’ hall pass, just in case I might feel the need for it. I’m cashing it in to ... for once in my life, know what it means to be fucked by my own son. He doesn’t want me to have any regrets, you know,” Mom stripped down to her underwear now.
“Do it, bro!” Amy egged me on now.
“Do it, papi. Chinga tu madre!” Anastassia encouraged me as I dropped my pajama bottoms and Amy unhooked Mom’s panties for me.
Before I knew it, having barely touched my own pizza (Hawaiian-style with pineapples and Canadian bacon), I slid into my own mother’s dripping wet pussy to fuck her at last. I could sense that she had been ... steeling herself for this moment, showing signs of relief in hindsight that I was intimate with my own sister and another man’s girlfriend. It would make me easier to seduce ... it also explained why Mom was so easygoing on us about it. Well, that and the wine, which might have also been part of letting her kick back and go with the flow.
“OH ... MY ... GOD!” Mom screamed as she felt me really hit the downward strokes and her own legs land on my shoulders.
“See how intoxicating Victor can be, Mom? See why I can’t just ... give him up for a good Jewish boy? He might be a bad Jewish boy, but he’s a great man ... and he’s my brother ... and the love of my life. And his dick is to die for ... sorry, bad choice of words!” Amy blushed at her unfortunate turn of phrase.
“OH ... honey, don’t sweat it ... just hold my hand, please, while your brother fucks me. Anastassia, hold my other hand, please. You’re his women ... show me your blessing by holding my hands while your man ravishes me,” Mom urged us before first Amy and then Anastassia kissed her passionately on the mouth.
“Time for a kiss from me, too,” I told Mom as I leaned over and slipped her a lot of tongue.
“Have your way with me, baby ... just take me ... like you’d take them, please!” Mom begged me now, so I flipped her over onto her belly to enter her doggy-style.
Amy, on her own, began feeding Mom some more pizza by hand while Anastassia gave her more wine to drink now. They pampered Mom so well while I ravaged her, backing off now and then to let her chew and swallow safely. They then smeared marinara sauce all over her flesh and started licking it off her skin while I humped her with abandon.
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