My Mother-in-law Has a Secret
Copyright© 2021 by Brayce Hart
Chapter 3
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 3 - Mike finds some interesting things in his MIL's nightstand. His wife takes it to the next level.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Mult Teenagers Consensual Teen Siren Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Sharing Incest Mother Father Daughter Grand Parent InLaws BDSM DomSub MaleDom FemaleDom Light Bond Rough Spanking Group Sex Harem Interracial Black Male White Female Anal Sex Exhibitionism Facial Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Sex Toys Squirting Voyeurism Foot Fetish Leg Fetish Revenge
Two days after my twin daughters’ eighteenth birthday, my wife and I had a date night. We were supposed to stay at a hotel downtown but she felt sick after dinner. We decided to cancel the night and go home.
There was a car blocking my side of the garage, so we parked in the driveway and went in through the front door. Had the garage door been used and heard by my girls, we may never have known what we found out.
As I walked through the door, I heard one of my daughters say, “That’s a good girl. Make your mistress cum.”
I dropped my keys in shock and my wife gasped when we walked into the living room.
Jenny was spread eagle on the couch being eaten out by some girl, while Jessie was standing beside her nude. The girl’s ass was red from being spanked.
The sound of my keys hitting the ground startled all three of them and they spun around.
Jessie smiled as she saw us while Jenny looked panicked. Jessie pushed the girl’s head back down to Jenny’s pussy and commanded, “No one said to stop!”
Shockingly, the girl went back to eating Jenny out as Jessie walked over to us.
“Hi. We didn’t expect you home tonight,” she said as if it wasn’t the most surreal situation ever.
Holly and I stood shocked as she stopped before us without attempting to cover her nudity.
“I guess you’re shocked by this?” She understated. “We need to talk, let’s go to the kitchen.”
Holly snapped out of her shock first. “What the hell are you doing? Were you spanking that girl? Were you forcing her to service Jenny?”
“No way, Mom. We don’t force her to do anything; she likes to be dominated. My spanking her, punishing her, turns her on like nothing else. She came to us for this.”
I still couldn’t form words. My daughter talked to us like she wasn’t naked and their submissive friend wasn’t eating her sister out in front of us.
I walked to the kitchen in a daze from shock. I still couldn’t decide what to do as I tried not to look at my daughter’s naked butt in front of me.
Jessie opened a bottle of water and leaned against the counter shamelessly. Holly and I sat, but Holly looked like she wanted to hit something.
“Look,” Jessie began, “We didn’t start this. Carrie did.”
I was about to ask who Carrie was, but was cut off.
“Carrie is the girl on her knees right now. She knew we turned eighteen and she was always attracted to us. After school Wednesday, she asked us to go to her house for a birthday present. Our shock was that she was the gift.”
“Jessie...” Holly shrieked.
Then I heard Jenny scream out in orgasm. I shivered for some reason.
“Mom, dad, we aren’t lesbian. Well, maybe bi-sexual or pan-sexual, but we don’t put a label on it. We’re just us.
“Anyway, one time at lunch this bitch dropped a piece of cake on my foot, on purpose. I got pissed and hit her. When the fight was over, I made her lick the frosting off my shoe. I guess that gave me a reputation of being a bitch. Carrie took that to mean I would be a good person to dominate her. She’s a submissive. Do you know what that is?”
I looked at Holly, still in my state of shock. Holly smirked and said, “Yes. We know what it is, continue.”
Jessie smiled and continued, “So anyway, Carrie asked us to dominate her sexually. She assumed Jenny was like me. She’s really not as aggressive as I am. You know that.”
I nodded.
“Well, not wanting to disappoint Carrie, we said, ‘what the fuck,’ and tried to give her what she wanted. She’s older and has more experience than we do, so she helped us along. We spent most of our time that night on the internet looking for info to help us. We found a lot.”
She laughed and looked at Holly. Holly must’ve been feeling better because I would swear she looked horny.
Jessie continued, “So, any questions?”
“Make her eat my pussy,” Holly demanded.
“Oh shit!” I said. “Look, Jessie, we love you girls, and whatever you’re into is fine with us as long as you’re safe. Hell, after the shit we’ve done recently, we have no room to complain.”
Jessie’s eyebrows shut up. Holly stood and said, “You girls are adults and we think we’ve raised you to be good young women. This is just a shock for us. I guess you’re not virgins?”
Jessie’s laugh as she shook her head no made me wince. A father doesn’t need to know that. Although I couldn’t understand why I didn’t make her get dressed. Did I want to see her naked? Why didn’t I stop Carrie from dining on Jenny either? What the hell had I become?
I was snapped out of my reverie by Holly pulling me out of the kitchen. We walked into the living room where Carrie was sucking my daughter’s big toe. I shook my head. What the hell was going on?
Holly said, “Jenny, Jessie, you’ve disrespected us by having sex in the living room and getting caught. Your punishment is you lose your pet for the night.”
Pet? What the hell was my wife googling when I wasn’t there?
“Carrie, I don’t feel well tonight, so you’re going to suck my husband’s big cock and then go home. Do you understand?”
Carrie smiled and said, “Yes, mistress.”
“Fuck!” I whispered as Carrie crawled over to me and began to unzip my pants.
My head snapped up when Jenny asked, “Can we watch?”
“Wait a minute!” I shouted, but Carrie’s hot mouth engulfing my hard cock pulled my attention away. “When the hell did I get hard?” I wondered.
Apparently what I wanted didn’t matter again, as my wife sat on the couch with my daughters on either side of her. Was I submissive? Shit!
I moaned, “Holy shit!” as I watched my wife’s hands rub each of our daughter’s pussies as they stared in rapt attention at Carrie sucking me off like a pro.
Carrie started jerking me off quickly as she sucked my balls, and I said, “Fuck! I’m gonna cum.”
“On your face, slut!” Jessie shouted as Jenny beat her to orgasm. I’d really need to have that couch cleaned.
She released my balls with a pop and said, “Yes, mistress.”
Moments later I shot stream after stream all over Carrie’s acne-covered face.
I groaned as she shook the last drop, then wiped my glans on her cheek.
She let my still hard cock hang as she stood. Jenny whispered in Holly’s ear and Holly shook her head no. “Your father’s not ready for that yet.”
Jenny pouted and Jessie finally climaxed. I wondered what Jenny was denied.
Jessie said, “Wear your reward home. I hear it’s good for your skin.”
Carrie smiled and agreed before she was allowed by my wife to get dressed. Not before Holly shocked me when she licked my daughters’ juices off her fingers.
I shook my head and walked to my bedroom with my hard cock still flopping out of my pants. The women giggled and I knew I was in over my head.
“What the hell is happening to us?” I asked Holly as she slid into bed.
“Our life has changed, hasn’t it? But has it been for the worse, Mike?”
I thought for a moment and decided it wasn’t all that bad. She didn’t wait for my answer.
“See, baby? You’re benefitting from all of the changes. I’ll grant you our daughters threw me for a loop tonight, but it turned me on like crazy.”
I was about to argue that our daughters changed the game for me and had to be off limits, but she cut me off again.
“Before you tell me that the girls are out, you didn’t have any issue fucking me while my mom ate my pussy.”
She was right, but my girls had to be out for me. I couldn’t see myself playing with them or watching them with my wife. I knew that was what was whispered and I really wasn’t ready for it. I didn’t think I ever would be ready.
The next night, my mother-in-law went to say goodbye to my daughters, and--well, she was surprised as well.
We sat in my bedroom and at times could hear my girls shouting commands at Jane, and at other times screams of passion and pleasure from any and all of them. Holly was squirming, listening to the sounds of ecstasy, while I was nervous and torn.