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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.

I knew it was Derrick. As his huge cock filled my center and we enjoyed a deep passionate kiss, my mind flashed to the moment with Raymond in the piano room. He was going to visit me but it was already late. Maybe he changed his mind, I thought.

Sweet moans filled the room as I enjoyed Derrick’s strokes. His hand cupped my left breast. “Are you in love yet?” he asked jokingly.

I smiled, “Almost.”

He eased on top of me and fucked me so good my body quaked. He was so close to filling my pussy when I heard a tap on the door, “I whispered, “It’s your dad.”

He quickly rolled off me and went to the right side of the bed on the floor. The door opened and Raymond walked in wearing a robe. He joined me in bed kissing my mouth sweetly. Slowly, he went between my legs and found me wet, “You’ve been waiting for me,” he said as he began to lick and suck.

There was something magical about the way Raymond licked me. He took his time. His tongue made traces along my labia and flicked my swollen clit as he fingered me to perfection. He caused me to gush. I pulled his hair and screamed.

He wiped his chin and pushed his way into my already throbbing center. I held him tightly as he worked his magic on me. He was slightly longer than his son and more girthy. He caused me to bite his neck and leave little marks. He was magnificent.

He looked down at me and said, “Are you enjoying yourself?”

“I am. I love it here. I never want to leave.”

He smiled, “Glad to hear.” He pushed deeper into my pussy. I moaned from the pit of my belly as I climaxed. He rolled to my left and waited for me to mount him. His hands cupped my breasts. He pulled me into him and suckled each nipple. Then his hands eased down to my ass and he unleased a series of thrusts that made us both cuss.

I felt him unload his seed into me. We were both panting and gasping. He kissed my mouth, “I’ll see you at breakfast,” he said as he left the bed.

I nodded and watched him leave. Minutes later, Derrick surfaced and joined me in bed. his cock was still throbbing. He had me roll onto my belly. He fucked me in prone. He kissed my shoulders and neck. I turned to look into his eyes. Our lips touched. Was this really happening? Was I fucking the father and his son? I was.

Derrick filled my center with his cum. He rolled to my right side. We lay talking for a while until we fell asleep.

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