Incestuous Harem – Chapter 2A: Banging Mom Hard

Incest story: Incestuous Harem – Chapter 2A: Banging Mom Hard

by mypenname3000

Genres: Fiction, Blowjob, Female solo, Incest, Male / Females, Male/Female, Oral Sex, Voyeurism

Clint and his cousin Meldoy make plans to seduce his mother and fuck her hard.

My nineteen-year-old cousin’s pussy clenched on my dick as we stood in my dormer window of my attic bedroom peering down at her backyard. From my window, our backyards, side-by-side, could both be seen. Melody shivered, letting out a gasping, sighing moan as we watched in shock at our mothers kissing.

Our mothers. Sisters. They were kissing in Aunt Vicky’s backyard, sitting beside the pool, both older women in bikinis catching the last rays of the setting sun. And it wasn’t a sisterly kiss. My mom kissed Aunt Vicky with passion, her hand sliding down my aunt’s neck to the strap of a red bikini, tracing it lower and lower to Aunt Vicky’s cleavage.

“Jesus H. Christ,” I groaned, holding my cousin’s round breasts. “I…I…”

“I know,” Melody said, squirming, stirring her hot pussy around on my cock.

This was not how I expected my Friday night to go. My cousin and I were best friends, and for the last year we had been kissing cousins. We were both nineteen, a month apart in age, and had grown up together. Our mothers, for some reason, bought houses side-by-side. I grew up with Melody. She was a tomboy who would rather play war or violent video games than with dolls. But that didn’t mean she wasn’t pretty. She just didn’t flaunt it or wear a lot of makeup.

Tonight, after a strange dream where my dead dad berated me for letting the family fall apart after his death six months ago, he urged me to go all the way with my cousin. Well, it wasn’t really Dad, but my subconscious. Melody and I had been scared to take the final plunge into full-on incest. But when she walked in, wearing this tight tank top and no bra, I knew it was time. I was bold, confident.

I claimed her and popped her cherry and we both came so hard.

Melody wormed the dream out of me afterward, and I told her all of it, how Dad, or my subconscious, wanted me to get the family back in line. To be the man and show my mom, both my sisters, Aunt Vicky, and Melody’s younger sister who was in charge. To put discipline back into both households.

By fucking them.

So it was definitely my subconscious.

“Aunt Cheryl’s hand is slipping into my mom’s bikini top,” Melody gasped, her pussy clenching down on my dick again. She was so hot and wet, still swimming with the seed from our first fucking. I hadn’t even thought about using protection. We were both virgins, so no danger of disease, but I could still make her pregnant.

The idea of Melody carrying my child made my dick throb harder. My hips moved as I watched our mothers kiss. My mom’s hand pushed down the red top, exposing Aunt Vicky’s breast. Fingers pinched a nipple. It was hard to see details from my third story window, but it was hot. I groaned as I slammed my cock into my cousin’s pussy, my fingers finding her hard nipples.

Melody groaned, her hips shifting, moving, matching the slow rhythm of my dick pumping in and out of her snatch while my mind boiled with questions. Pleasure rippled down my shaft. My cousin was so tight.

“How long have they been doing this?” gasped Melody. “Sleeping with each other. Since Uncle Clinton died?”

“Maybe,” I groaned. “Maybe my mom turned to her sister after my dad died.”

“And she’s always spending the night,” Melody gasped. “I just thought it was your mom’s drinking problem. That she was passing out in my mom’s bedroom but…”

“Damn,” I groaned, my strokes picking up, my balls smacking into her flesh.

“Clint,” she moaned, my fingers rolling her hard nipples while I nuzzled my face into her sandy-blonde hair covering her neck. “Is this turning you on?”

“Yes,” I groaned, my eyes fixed on my mom slipping on top of Aunt Vicky, the pair kissing harder as they ground on the chaise lounge chair. I could almost hear the vinyl creaking as Aunt Vicky grabbed my mom’s ass through her blue bikini bottoms. “So damned much, Melody.”

I plunged my cock over and over into my cousin’s tight cunt, savoring the heat around me. My groin smacked into her ass with every stroke. I loved the sound, loved how she moaned when I bottomed out in her, loved the smell of her shampoo.

And loved watching our mothers commit incest like we were.

Aunt Vicky’s hands went into my mom’s bikini bottoms, fingers digging into my mom’s flesh, kneading, pulling my mom down so they ground together as they kissed. My mom’s hips moved, humping against her sister like I had seen women do in porn.

“Shoot,” Melody groaned. “Oh, shoot, Clint, this is… This is so hot.”

“Yes.”

“Harder,” she groaned. “Fuck me harder. Press me against the window and just pound me. I’m soooo turned on.”

I slammed into my cousin. I loved her so much. I loved sharing this wild moment with her, our flesh slapping together, her face pressed against my window. My right hand abandoned her breast, sliding down her flat stomach, feeling her muscles ripple as she moved, and shoved between her thighs. I found her clit.

I rubbed her nub.

Her pussy clenched so hard on my dick. I grunted, savoring the hot friction. It increased the heat in my balls, bringing them closer and closer to boiling over and exploding into my cousin’s hot, tight, wet cunt.

My eyes were locked on my mom’s ass and Aunt Vicky’s hands working beneath the blue bikini bottoms as I pounded my cousin. We weren’t making love like our first time on my bed. We were fucking. Our lusts were boiling over us as we watched our mothers.

“Yes, yes, yes, grab her ass, Mom,” Melody moaned. “Oh, my god, that’s so wild. Oh, geez. Oh, Clit, this is so hot.”

“Fucking A it is,” I growled. “I’m going to cum again.”

“Do it,” she hissed. “Cum in me while we watch our mothers be dirty lesbians. Incestuous dykes, Clint. Our mothers are incestuous dykes.”

“Yes, yes, yes, yes,” I growled, balls smacking hard into her the pleasure rippling through my body as I drew closer and closer to an orgasm, my finger dancing on her clit. “They’re keeping it in the family. Just like us.”

Melody bucked in my arms. Her pussy spasmed on my dick. She let out a low, throaty groan. She was cumming. I held her as she spasmed and squirmed, her breath fogging the window before us as her fingers squeaked against the glass.

“Cum in me, Clint,” she moaned. “Dump your cum in your cousin’s hole. Our mothers love incest and so do I.”

I slammed into her spasming pussy. I savored the hot, silky flesh massaging my dick. It boiled around me, made me shudder and groan. The room spun about me. I couldn’t believe this was happening. My mother and Aunt Vicky… Two beautiful MILF’s kissing… Sisters…

“Shit!” I grunted as my cum exploded from my dick.

Melody moaned, grinding her ass back into my groin as my cum flooded her pussy. Her fertile, taboo pussy. I could be breeding my first cousin right now. Planting a baby in her belly. I was the man of the house now. She was my woman. My lover.

I drew back and slammed into her a final time, pleasure thrusting into my brain with every explosion of cum bursting from my cock. My left hand squeezed her breast as I groaned through my clenched teeth, my pleasure peaking.

And then it was gone.

I leaned against my cousin, sucking in breaths, my head dizzy from the pleasure. From the thrill of fucking Melody and watching our mothers. Melody trembled in my arms. I took deep breaths, kissing at her neck, savoring the feel of her back and ass pressed against my chest and groin. Her hands moved, rubbing at my forearms holding her body.

“Clint,” she sighed. “Oh, Clint, that was great. I love this. Love you.”

“Love you, too,” I groaned.

Below, our mothers stood, my mom pulling Aunt Vicky to her feet. Her breasts were out, bouncing as my mom led them to the patio door and out of sight. They were going inside to Aunt Vicky’s bedroom to make love.

“Shit,” I groaned.

“You wish you could watch it all,” Melody giggled. She turned in my arms, my softening cock plopping out of her wet cunt. Her round breasts pressed into my chest as she slipped her arms around my neck. I was taller than her now, the opposite of when we were twelve, and she looked up at me with hazel eyes. “You want to fuck your mom, don’t you? Like your dad told you to in the dream.”

I shifted, staring into her eyes. They glinted with something. Just a few minutes ago, before I admitted who else my dad told me to fuck, Melody had indicated she would have a threesome with me. She would do what I wanted. My hands slid down, squeezing her ass, pulling her tight.

“Yes,” I said. “I want to fuck my mom. And yours.”

“And Zoey?”

I pictured my older sister, just turned twenty, wearing her tight jean shorts that showed off her camel toe, her body built like a brick house—a body she inherited from Mom. Huge tits, curving ass, long legs.

“Yes,” I growled.

“And bratty Lee?” Melody shivered as she mentioned her younger sister, Lee.

“I’d rather bend her over my knee and spank that ass for all the shit she does,” I growled, my dick twitching. Lee was a sexy, if immature, eighteen-year-old.

“And what about innocent Alicia?” Melody asked, her voice breathy. “So petite and small and quiet. Do you think she heard us down in her room while reading her books? Do you think her body is awakening to desires, needing her big brother to teach her?”

“Melody,” I groaned, shocked by the heat in her voice while images of Alicia, my eighteen-year-old sister, danced in my mind. She was slim, petite, with her glasses and light-brown hair in pigtails. She was so quiet, so antisocial, spending all her time reading since Dad’s death, withdrawn.

“Maybe she’s masturbating right now after hearing us,” Melody moaned, grinding her hips. “Does that make you hard?”

“It’s getting me there,” I groaned, staring into my cousin’s eyes. “You naughty minx. What have you been masturbating to?”

“Me and you,” she bit her lips. “Others. With us.”

“Fuck,” I panted. “You want me to fuck my mom, don’t you? You want to help me seduce her.” I stepped back, working us to my bed, my cock getting hard again. “You want to share our family with me.”