Me, the Father, & the Son
Copyright© 2022 by MariannaLove
Chapter 6
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 6 - 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
It was a few days before Christmas. Raymond’s sister called him to ask if she could bring her family down for the holiday. He was slightly perturbed that she wanted to visit. She had not been to visit since his wife passed away. Yet, he obliged her request. He informed me that we would have to be on our best behavior for a few days while she and the rest of the family were at the house.
As I lay in bed with him, I said, “I can always just leave for a few days. I should go visit family anyway.”
“No. I want you here with me for the holidays. Please.”
“I was just trying to make things easier. Less complicated.”
“Being without you will not be easy for me.” He stared into my eyes and asked, “So, what are your goals? Where do you see yourself in the next five years?”
Wow, that was a deep question. I thought for a second, “I’d like to find a nice job. I have a degree in Business. I could do accounting.”
“And what about your love life? Do you want marriage? Children?”
I remembered my mother that passed away in 2019 from breast cancer and my father that left when I was seven but managed to find me whenever he needed a few dollars. The only person I had was my grandmother in St. Pete which was where I went to school.
“It would be nice but I don’t have a lot of family to raise a child around.”
He nodded as if he understood, “You could always start fresh. Have plenty of kids and build from there.”
I chuckled, “Plenty? It’d be like one or two.”
He smiled and eased on top of me, “If things continue to be great with us, I’d love to father a couple of kids with you.”
“Really?”
He nodded, “Yeah. I always wanted more. My wife could only have one.”
“I guess, we’ll have to see how things pan out.”
I felt his erect cock penetrate. It was amazing how couldn’t get enough of me. “That’s it, babe, I love it,” I said in his ear. I held him tightly and bit his shoulder a little. Nights with my Raymond were always divine.
On December 23rd, Ray had taken his mother with him to the airport. He went to pick up his sister, brother n law, and two nieces. I was lying in bed with Derrick deep in my center kissing me wildly like he had a point to prove.
I grabbed his face and made him look into my eyes, “Baby, what’s wrong?”
He paused, “I just want you to love being with me as much as you like being with my father.”
His father did have me more often. I spent many nights and mornings with Raymond. Sometimes, he kept me for so long, I didn’t have a chance to be with Derrick before he started classes or left for his morning workouts.
I kissed his mouth, “I do.”
His stroke resumed at an even steady pace just how I liked them. “Yes, Derrick, yes,” I moaned. He gave me his all until he exploded inside of me. He rested on top of me kissing my mouth until the moment subsided. He rolled off in complete bliss.
I turned to him, “We have to get cleaned up before the people arrive.”
He grunted, “I have to behave, but,” he tickled me, “Our bathrooms are connected, so I get to see you all week.”
“Yes, we get to still play. But, On Christmas day, I will go check on my grandmother.”
“I can come with you.”
“My grandmother will think we’re a couple.”
“What’s wrong with that?”
I smiled, “Okay, we’ll work it out.”
By midday, they had arrived. I was sitting in the den reading when they walked into the room. I rose to my feet as Raymond began the introductions. Her husband Paul was tall and heavy-set with a hole in his natural. He had a belly like Santa and a jovial look on his face as he greeted me.
His wife, on the other hand, her eyes dug into me. She was pretty but her resting bitch face was giving the devil’s wife. I nodded and spoke, “Hi.”
“Um, interesting a young woman like yourself doesn’t have anything better to do than sit around a house with an old lady.”
“Nana is delightful. I enjoy her company.”
“Mrs. Foss,” she said to correct me.
I nodded, “Mrs. Foss.”
“Mom loves Ashanti, she can call her Nana. Mom prefers it.”
Nana walked over to me, “Suga, it’s time for our show,” she said before giving my cheek a little pinch and heading to the sofa for the remote control.
“I’m just saying, it’s not wise to have mom—”
“Susan.” He stopped her firmly. She cleared her throat. I was then introduced to his two nieces.
One looked like her mother but more pleasant. She actually smiled. She was older, taller slimmer. Her name was Jessica and her younger sister Anna was shaped more like her father. She spoke to me, “My uncle says that you can play the piano.”
I nodded with a smile, “I can.”
“I’m taking lessons. Maybe you can listen to me play.”
“I would love that.”
“I was thinking we could have Mexican for dinner,” said Raymond.
The girls looked excited by that announcement. Derrick walked into the room. They hugged him. He spoke to his aunt and uncle.
“Look at you Derrick,” she stated, “you’re shaping up to be a great catch. Be careful of the women that will only see you as a meal ticket,” she advised him as she gave me the side-eyed.
I chuckled inside.
“I’m not concerned with that. The woman for me will love me for me and I’ll take care of her.”
She huffed and rolled her eyes before looking at Raymond, “Will the girls use the same room, next to Derrick’s room?”
“No, I have the three of you on the third floor.”
She grumbled, “Raymond?”
“You haven’t been here in years. Besides, Ashanti sleeps in that room.”
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