Me, the Father, & the Son
Copyright© 2022 by MariannaLove
Chapter 2
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 2 - Ashanti has lost her job but has an opportunity to house-sit for a handsome wealthy man named Raymond. There she encounters his equally handsome son and finds herself in a situation with both men. How does Ashanti navigate her feelings for both men? Who will she choose?
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Fa/Fa Consensual Heterosexual Fiction Incest Son Father Interracial Black Female White Male Anal Sex Double Penetration Oral Sex Squirting
Raymond was kind. He walked me to my car. He took one look at the tires, “There’s no way you’re driving home in that. I’ll be right back,” he said before turning to head back inside. Moments later, he returned with the keys to a Toyota Camry, “You can use this.”
“Are you sure?”
“Of course. It’s the car that you’ll be using to drive my mother to her appointments.”
I hugged him and stepped back, “Sorry.”
He smiled, “It’s fine. It’s been a while since I’ve received a genuine hug like that.”
“I’ll see you in a couple of days.”
He nodded, “Drive safely.”
As I drove off the property. I saw him and his son standing on the porch watching as I left. My center pulsated and throbbed. As soon as I got home, I went for a shower. As I stood under the cascading water, I imagined them there with me. Raymond was in the front kissing my mouth as Derrick showered kisses down my spine.
I touched myself. Fingertip on my hardened swollen clit rubbing back and forth, then two fingers, moving faster. I wanted them both badly. It was such a sin but my body craved them. I gasped and trembled. My hands held me up on the wall. I regained my composure.
That night before my eyes closed, I fantasized about them once more. After I climaxed, my phone sounded. I had a text message from Derrick, “I’ll see you tomorrow for breakfast, my treat.”
I responded, “Sure.”
The next morning, I met him at a spot near the school he attended. He was studying communications and playing sports. He congratulated me on getting the job and stated that his father was happy to have me helping out.
“And what about you,” I asked flirtatiously.
He blushed, “You already know I’m happy to have you helping out. I’ll get to see you every day and night.”
As we sat talking, I did receive a text from his father, “How is the car?”
“It’s running perfectly, thanks again.”
I looked up into Derrick’s eyes, and he smiled, “was that my father?”
“Yes. He was asking about the car.”
He nodded. After we ate, we went for a walk by the river, and later he had to go to class. I left and headed home to coordinate having what little furniture I had moved to the storage unit.
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