Chapter 3: Brat’s Final Taboo Lesson

Kat

Fear rushed through me at my mother’s fury.

I ripped my pussy off Daddy’s cock and threw myself from straddling him on his recliner. Mother stood at the entrance of the living room, wearing her gardening clothes. She was supposed to be out in the backyard. She wasn’t supposed to come into the house and catch me with Daddy.

I fled.

I raced out of the living room, tears spilling down my cheeks. I felt the cum leaking out of my pussy. I darted up the stairs, my bare feet slapping on the carpeted runner. I reached the second floor and darted to my bedroom. I burst into my bedroom and slammed the door behind me. I threw myself on my bed, burying my face beneath my pillows.

Tears spilled from my eyes. She wasn’t supposed to catch us. She was supposed to be gardening so I could enjoy Daddy. It had been so fun being with Daddy. I loved him so much. The night before, when our blowjob lesson went too far and Daddy took my virginity, I discovered that I wanted him.

I couldn’t give him up.

Now it was ruined.

Mike

I swallowed and stood up to face my wife, my cock soaked in our daughter’s pussy juices. The incestuous cream soaked my cock. My chest felt so tight as I faced my wife, her arms crossed beneath her breasts, her tank top clinging to them. The night before, I had given our daughter, Kat, a lesson on blowjobs. It was my wife’s idea.

It went too far.

I didn’t want to repeat the mistake, but our daughter didn’t want to give it up. Kat spent all morning flirting with me, teasing me. The moment Sierra went outside to garden, Kat had sprung on me. I was weak. I couldn’t stop myself from my bratty daughter’s inviting body.

From her nubile passion.

“You fucked her, huh?” my wife asked, her green eyes staring at me.

I nodded.

“Last night, too?” she asked.

I nodded again.

“Just so you know, when you wash the sheets, they smell like detergent when you put them back on the bed.”

I froze, staring at her. “You knew?”

“Yep,” she said, marching forward, her blonde hair swayed about her head, her lips twitching like she fought a smile. “And the moment I gave you and our little brat the chance, you went for it. She’s a naughty thing, huh?”

“Sierra?” I asked, the emotion shifting on my wife’s face. Her anger was melting away as she stopped before me. A smile swelled on her lips. Amusement.

She fell to her knees before me and engulfed my dick in her mouth. She sucked our daughter’s dick into her mouth. Her lips sealed about my shaft, tasting the incestuous cream on my dick. My balls tightened as she bobbed her head.

“Sierra?” I groaned, confused.

She winked at me.

Sierra

Our daughter’s pussy cream tasted amazing on my husband’s cock. Her sweet juices coated Mike’s dick. I bobbed my head, sliding my mouth up and down him. It was such a treat. My body squirmed and my breasts jiggled in my tank top.

I was so wet. I had snuck back into the house almost immediately. I listened to our bratty daughter seducing my husband. She had used her nubile, barely legal beauty to lead him into incest again. I’d wanted to masturbate. I’d wanted to frig myself to an orgasm.

But I hadn’t wanted to make any noise and spook them. My panties were soaked. I bobbed my head, sucking on my husband’s cock. The blowjob lesson last night had gone better than I imagined. I gripped my husband’s muscular thighs. I bobbed my head, sliding my mouth up and down his dick. I sucked hard on him, my cheeks hollowing every time I slid down his shaft.

My tongue darted around his cock. I swirled and caressed him. His spongy crown throbbed in my mouth as he groaned, still looking bushwhacked. I loved the pleasure crossing his stunned face. My pussy clenched as I nursed and suckled on him.

“Sierra,” he groaned.

I purred about his dick.

I swirled my tongue around his cock. I teased him. This wonderful dick felt amazing in my mouth. I bobbed my head faster and faster, sucking more and more of my daughter’s cream off his dick. That wonderful flavor coated my husband’s shaft.

Sweet, delicious pussy.

I had never had pussy before. I’d been so curious, so when our daughter turned eighteen, when she’d became a woman, wicked ideas burned in my mind. My cunt clenched and relaxed. It was this wonderful passion. It was an amazing passion. Juices flowed out of me, soaking my bush and panties.

It was amazing.

Awesome.

I sucked and nursed and loved him. He groaned. His confusion dwindled as his pleasure increased. His hands grabbed my head. I loved when he did this. I loved sucking my husband’s cock. A good marriage required intimacy, and what was more intimate than having your man’s dick in your mouth, loving him in a purely selfless way.

When he returned the favor and ate you out was the other side of the coin. Just as intimate and loving.

“God, Sierra,” he growled. “You are a naughty woman, aren’t you?”

I shuddered, glad he recognized it. My twat clenched. I sucked harder on his dick. Pleasure shot through my body. My cunt grew hotter and hotter and hotter. Every time I sucked, my pussy begged for attention.

I gripped his hairy thighs with my tight fingers, not wanting to let go. It was amazing to feel his cock in my mouth. My head twisted and turned. My lips sealed tight about his shaft. My tongue swirled and danced around him. It was just the best thing in the world.

No, having Kat’s incestuous cream on his cock was even better.

“Goddamn, Sierra,” he groaned, getting into it now. “You’re hungry for it. You’re cleaning my dick, aren’t you? Cleaning our daughter’s cunt off my cock. Yeah, you love it.”

I moaned, nodding.

I slid my mouth all the way down his cock. My husband groaned as I deep-throated him. I doubt Kat could do this. I had so much practice with my husband’s shaft. I swallowed him. I moaned around his dick. I loved the feel of him sliding down my throat, my lips coming closer and closer to his thick thatch of hair.

I pressed my lips into his bush. I breathed in his manly musk. His cock twitched and throbbed down my throat. I held his thighs tight. I moaned and groaned. I loved him. This was incredible. My pussy was on fire.

This naughty heat surged through my body as I swallowed and nursed on him. My hips wiggled from side to side, my juices soaking my panties. I wanted his cock in me. I slid my mouth up his shaft. I sucked hard on him.

My cheeks hollowed. His dick throbbed in my mouth. He grunted and groaned. I reached the top of his cock. My tongue danced around his crown. I loved the texture of his spongy tip and the taste of his precum leaking out of his slit. This was always amazing to experience.

“Damn, Sierra,” he panted. “I’m going to flood your mouth. I’m going to pump you full of so much jizz.”

I wanted it.

I ached for it.

Hungered.

“Shit!” he moaned as I nursed hard. “You’re going to get it. I know you love it. You love my cum spurting into your mouth.”

I groaned and suckled hard. His hands tightened in my hair. His face twisted as I loved his dick. My tongue swirled again. I loved him. I stared into his green eyes. At his sexy body. He was fit and strong. He had tattooed on his chest a black star with a snake crawling out of it. His muscles flexed across his torso.

He growled, his face twisting. His hands tightened on my head. He held me in place and thrust forward. He fucked my mouth. I loved this, letting him use my mouth for his pleasure, giving him my love.

This man was so sexy.

Such a stud.

Our daughter agreed with me. She thought so, too. My pussy burned with need as his cock pumped hard and fast in and out of my mouth. He brushed the back of my throat. I sucked as he pulled back, giving him all my passion.

“Goddamn, yes!” he gasped and exploded.

His jizz fired into my mouth. I loved his cum splashing against the back of my mouth. It spilled across the back of my throat. The pleasure spilled through my body. His dick pulsed and spurted more and more of his cum into my mouth.

I gulped it down.

“Sierra!”

I swallowed his spunk. It flowed down my throat. That wonderful, salty delight. It filled my belly, warming down to my cunt. My pussy blazed. I needed to touch it. To have my own orgasm. My fingers clung into his thighs as he spurted the final time into my mouth.

“Goddamn, Sierra,” he panted. His chest rose and fell as he stared down at me. “That was incredible.”

I smiled at him and then slid my mouth off his cock. I popped my mouth off his dick, a bit of drool running down on my chin. My breasts rose and fell as I sucked in heavy breaths. I grinned at him as he panted and gasped.

“What is going on?” he demanded.

“I just wanted to make you squirm a bit,” I said, playful. “Kat did go farther than I told her she could.”

“No, you wanted her to go farther,” Mike said, staring at me. He stroked his hand through my blonde hair. “Didn’t you?”

“I hoped she would.” I shuddered, my breasts jiggling. “I’m hot. I’m so wet from it.” I licked my lips. “Now, I have a delight to clean up.”

“Delight?” he asked, brow furrowing.

I winked at him and hopped to my feet. I darted towards the stairs, my cunt clenching. I ripped off my top, exposing my large breasts in a sports bra. I threw my tank top down as Mike groaned and raced after me.

I giggled in delight as he chased me. I raced up the stairs, my fingers pulling up my tank top. My tits heaved and bounced as I pulled it over my head. My disturbed, blonde hair fluttered around my face. I reached the top of the stairs, feeling like a naughty girl, a brat like Kat.

My husband rushed after, footsteps booming.

Glee rushed through me, fueled by the heat between my thighs. My pussy ached. My clit throbbed and ached. Heat rushed through my cunt. I grabbed her doorknob and thrust it open, my breasts heaving before her.

“Oh, baby, Mommy is...” My words trailed off as I saw my naked daughter lying on her belly, cum leaking out of her pussy. She had her head buried beneath her pillow. She pulled it down tighter, her body shaking.

She was crying.

All my joy and mirth vanished. Guilt rippled through me. I just wanted to give her a little scare. She wasn’t supposed to really go all the way with him last night. I wanted to be there for their first time. I wanted to witness it, to guide them to it.

Last night was to give them a taste of incest.

“Oh, Kat, honey,” I said, padding to the bed. “It’s okay. You don’t have to cry.”

“I’m sorry, Mommy,” she whimpered. “I just ... He’s such ... You know...” Her sobbing choked off her words.

“I know he is,” I said. “I’m not mad that you made love with your daddy.” I sank down on her bed beside her, stroking her back. I ran my fingers up and down her, caressing her. I wanted to grab her ass. “I’m not mad that you made love with him. I’m happy you did.”

She sniffed deeply. “What?”

“I’m not mad,” I said. “I wanted this. Not this fast, but I hoped you and your father would have such sparks. That you’d want to experience it. I wanted to share him with you. I love you both so much. I wanted us to be so close.”

She pulled the pink pillow, fringed in lace, off her face. She lifted her head, her red hair mussed. Tear stains ran down her face, her green eyes a little red from her emotion. She sat up and then her eyes fell on my breasts.

“Mom!” she gasped.

My daughter sat up and then hugged the pillow to her chest, hiding those cute and little breasts. She squeezed tight about them. She bit her lower lip and then she gasped as she stared down at my naked breasts.

Her cheeks reddened.

“See,” I told her. “I’m not mad. I was just faking it. I didn’t mean to make you run up here and cry. I was just a little annoyed that you didn’t wait for me to be there so I could watch.”

“Mom?” she said, her eyes wide with shock. “You really wanted me and Daddy to...”

“Make love?” I asked. “Mmm, it was so hot watching you flirt with him under my nose. Being such a brat. You had your daddy so scared that he’d get caught.”

A bit of a smile touched her lips.

“You made him squirm. He was panicked I’d notice how you were acting.” I put my hand on her thigh as I leaned over. “You naughty brat. Teasing your poor daddy until he was so hard he had to fuck you.”

“I fucked him,” she said, my hand sliding up her body. “I rode him.”

“I know,” I said. “It was so hot.” I leaned towards her. “I love you. I love your daddy. I want our family to be happy together.”

“Together,” she whimpered, her eyes flicking down to my hand on her thigh. “Me and you?”

I nodded my head as I pulled her thighs apart, exposing her pussy coated in her trimmed, red bush. My husband’s white cum coated those hairs, clinging to them. My tongue darted over my lips. My hunger swelled and swelled.

I wanted to feast on her. I shifted over, sinking between her thighs. She still hugged her pillow to her body. She squeezed it tighter to her breasts, her green eyes wide. My daughter stared at me with surprised. I licked my lips, feeling Mike watching us.

It was my turn to enjoy incest.

I breathed in. This salty, sweet scent filled my nose. The aroma of my husband’s cum and our daughter’s pussy. My mouth hungered as the heat swelled and swelled in my twat. I was soaked. Drenched.

I wanted to just have a wild time with my husband and daughter.

I nuzzled into my daughter’s pussy. Into that sweet and forbidden hole. I carried her in my womb for nine months. Now I was about to devour her, licking my husband’s cum out of her. The very seed that had started her in my womb.

I flicked my tongue out and dragged it through her pussy folds. It was my first time going down on a girl. And I was doing it on my bratty daughter. This naughty heat rippled through my juicy cunt as I feasted on her. My tongue caressed her, scooping up that wonderful jizz out of her. It was just a treat. She tasted amazing.

“Oh, wow, Mom,” my daughter moaned. The pillow covering her small, cute breasts slipped away. She leaned back on her elbows, pleasure crossing her face. “That’s ... Oh, that’s different from Daddy.”

“Mmm, am I not as good?” I asked. “I don’t have as much practice as he does.”

My daughter giggled. “It’s different. You don’t have his rough stubble.”

“I know,” I purred.

I thrust my tongue into her pussy’s depths. I swirled around in her, giving my daughter the same intimate, worshipful passion that I gave my husband. I remembered all the wicked things he did to me when he ate me out. I struggled to copy him, but the taste of his cum melting on my lips, seasoned by her sweet cream, inflamed my desires.

I had to eat more of his cum out of her.

I rammed my tongue into her pussy to find more. It was so good. My husband and daughter mixed together. I wiggled my hips, my blood burning through me. This was amazing. This had me shuddering in delight.

“Oh, wow, Dad,” my bratty daughter moaned. “Mom’s got her tongue deep in me. Ooh, this is so naughty. She’s just licking me. Lapping at me.”

“Yes, she is,” Mike said, his voice tight. I could feel him watching the incestuous sight before him. “She’s just feasting on you.”

“She was being a brat,” moaned Kat. “She was playing a prank on us.”

“Well, we did break our promise,” he said, slipping onto the bed.

“Mmm, but it all worked out,” Kat said, a big smile on her lips. “We can fuck whenever we want, and Mom can join us.”

“Mmm, yes,” I moaned, my tongue darting into my daughter’s folds.

My tongue fluttered through her cunt. I scooped up her cum. I pulled it out of her. My arms wrapped around her thighs to feast on her. I thrust my tongue deep into her. I plundered her cunt, devouring the spunk out of her.

It was such a tasty treat.

My husband’s hands slid up my thighs. I shuddered, my toes curling. I groaned, wiggling my hips. His hand reached my hips. He squeezed my rump through my shorts. I loved the feel of him. I thrust my tongue deeper into my daughter’s cunt. I scooped out the cum in her. I loved the feel of her pussy around my tongue.

“Damn, Sierra,” my husband said. “I had no idea how wild you were.”

“I’m just full of surprises,” I purred, rubbing my ass back into my husband’s hands. “Got to keep our marriage exciting.”

“You do that,” he said, his hands sliding around my waist.

I shuddered as he reached down to unsnap his jeans. My zipper rasped as he opened it. He drew it down as I plundered our daughter’s cunt. I licked and lapped at her, scooping out more and more of that cum. My husband tugged down my shorts, jerking to work them off my rump and down my thighs. I shifted from side to side so he could slip off past my knees. Then he whipped them off my feet.

Next, he attacked my panties.

“Ooh, Daddy, are you going to fuck Mommy while she eats me out?” Kat asked, licking her tongue.

“Mmm, how can I resist her?” my husband asked. “Look at that ass. Just gorgeous. Your mother needs to be fucked.”

“I do,” I groaned as he tugged down my panties. He drew them down in seconds, exposing my blonde-furred muff. I fluttered my tongue through my daughter’s cunt as he dragged them off my legs and past my feet. I licked up and down her slit, scooping out his cum. I sucked on her clit.

She gasped, her thighs squeezing around my face.

My panties off, my husband stroked my naked ass. He squeezed and kneaded me as his cock nudged at my pussy. That wonderful, familiar shaft. I groaned as he pressed into me. My pussy lips spread over his cock. I loved this moment.

“He’s penetrating you,” Kat said in awe.

“It’s the best part, isn’t it?” I asked her as my husband’s shaft slid into my cunt.

“Yes, Mommy!” she moaned, her thighs squeezing about my face.

My husband’s cock penetrated deeper and deeper into my pussy. I rubbed my face into my daughter’s cunt. I licked and lapped at her. My tongue darted over her folds. I teased her, devoured her. My tongue fluttered up and down her folds. She shuddered, licking her lips, and groaning in delight.

I caressed her. Teased her. I drove her wild with my tongue. I thrust my tongue into her pussy. I swirled my tongue around her cunt. My hips wiggled around my husband’s cock. He sank to the hilt in me. That amazing heat surged through me as he bottomed out in me.

My cunt squeezed around his cock as he pulled back. He groaned as he felt my cunt’s embrace. He slammed back into me, my large breasts jiggling. My nipples brushed the bedspread. Tingles rushed through my pussy.

“Ooh, Daddy, fuck her hard!” Kat groaned, her thighs squeezing around my face. She humped against me. “Pound her. Fuck her. Just make Mommy cum! She’s moaning into my pussy, Daddy.”

“Yes, she is!” my husband groaned.

His balls smacked into my clit as he pumped away at my cunt. He buried into me over and over, that wonderful friction burning through my body. The delight surged through me. It was this incredible passion.

It was amazing. The best. This was the pleasure I wanted to experience. To enjoy. I loved every moment of this. His cock pumped away hard and fast. He buried into my cunt with bold strokes. He filled me with his big dick.