Me, the Father, & the Son
Copyright© 2022 by MariannaLove
Chapter 3
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 3 - 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
I had successfully moved into the house. I was ready to start my duties house sitting. As I walked about the house, I ended up in the room right off of the foyer which had a black piano. I had taken lessons as a child and teenager and still loved playing. I had a keyboard in storage which was how I kept my skills sharp. I had planned to buy a piano when I finally moved into a house of my own.
My fingers danced across the keys playing Frederic Chopin’s Minute Waltz. The melody filled the room and brought my heart great joy. I paused and smiled. I heard his voice, “Keep playing.” I turned and saw him smiling, “Beautiful and talented.”
My fingers danced across the piano once more until I finished the piece. I stood and stepped by the side of the piano where he stood, “Thanks for being so generous,” I said to him.
There was that gaze. His thumb touched my bottom lip, “Are you attracted to me, Ashanti?”
I nodded.
“What would you like me to do?”
“Touch me.”
I had already showered and put on a short maxi dress. His hand glided up my thigh. He found my panties moist. His finger touched my gem. His gaze never left my eyes as he touched me. Tiny circles repeatedly until my swollen clitoris throbbed. I gasped and buried my face into his neck trembling.
He lifted my chin and I felt his tongue slip into my mouth, “You and I are going to have a lot of sweet moments. Would you like that?”
“Yes,” I replied.
He kissed my forehead, “I’ll come to see you later tonight after you’re settled.”
That night, I had dinner with them. I learned that Raymond had his own business. He was a developer and built shopping centers, malls, and business parks around the state. That his wife passed away five years prior from pancreatic cancer. She was Derrick’s mother.
Derrick was in college still. He was there on a basketball scholarship. He was a great player and had several teams interested in him.
Henrietta, the grandmother had early signs of dementia and some other health concerns. They really didn’t know how much time she had left with them.
After dinner, I helped her to her room and read to her for a while. When I was done, she smiled, “Thank you sugar.” Soon after, she went to sleep and I went to my room,
That night as I rested, I felt someone enter the bed. I was being taken from behind with kisses on my neck, “I missed you,” he said sweetly.
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