I traced it, touching the top C. “Clinton,” I said then moved down. “Cheryl and Vicky. You were both Dad’s sex slaves.”
“And lovers,” Mom moaned, pain flooding her eyes. “I loved your father so much, Clint. From the first time we made love, I knew I would be his wife. And when he wanted to do other things, experiment, I didn’t fight him. I submitted. I gave him what he wanted. Even other girls. And then he wanted my younger sister. And I was so excited. So wet to make her a gift.
“Our first night together was magical. The three of us were welded, united. Vicky and I were so much alike, but submissives, eager to please this strong man who loved us both. Since I was already dating him, we kept that up. Vicky became his secret lover, his mistress.”
“That’s why we live side-by-side?” I gasped. “So Dad could have access to Aunt Vicky.”
“And…and…” Melody looked over her shoulder, her hazel eyes wide. “That means Uncle Clinton is my…”
“He’s your father,” nodded my mom. “Until now, Vicky and I never had another man. Only him.”
I glanced at my cousin. Only she wasn’t my cousin. She was my half-sister. My dick throbbed even harder. I had already fucked one of my cousins, and she was the woman I loved, my best friend in the whole fucking world.
“Damn,” I groaned, my dick felt even harder. “I’m going to break in my sister’s ass.”
“I have a brother,” Melody said and turned, throwing herself at me.
I was startled by the hug, by how tight she pressed against me, her breasts rubbing on my chest, nipples so hard, my dick throbbing against her stomach. I hugged her back, holding her as she cried into my neck. Her wet cheek pressed against mine.
“My brother,” she groaned. “My man, my brother, my master, my husband. Oh, Clint. I…”
I understood. Nothing had changed and yet everything was some how different. We were even closer now. I rocked her and kissed at her cheek, loving my half-sister. She squeezed my tighter for a moment before breaking away and glaring at my mom.
“Why didn’t anyone tell me that Uncle Clinton was my dad? I thought I didn’t have one.” Her voice broke and her lower lip quivered. I put my arm around her shoulders, pulling her close.
“We were waiting for Lee and Alicia to get older.” Tears beaded my mom’s eyes. “We wanted to make sure everyone in the family was mature enough to understand and not freak out. We wanted to make sure you wouldn’t tell people, even by accident, and start rumors. It might have made things weird for you at school or something. And then…”
“He died.”
Tears beaded my mom’s eyes. I held out my other arm for her. And then my mom was pressed against me, her face pressed into my neck, sobbing for my dad. She loved him a lot, probably as much as I loved Melody. Tears burned at my own eyes as I held both my sister and mother. Their arms were around each other, all of us hugging, remembering what a great man Dad was.
Finally, the tears dwindled. My mom sniffed. “I’m sorry, Sir,” she said. “I…I shouldn’t have been crying. I ruined the mood.”
I shook my head. “Mom, don’t be. It’s good to cry. I understand. You’re my Mommy-slave, but it’s Dad who you’ll love. I don’t mind. I have Melody. I just want you to be my slut.”
“Oh, I am,” she purred. “And I do love you. You’re my big, strong son.”
Melody giggled. “He’s already getting hard again, Aunt Cheryl.”
“He wants that ass.” Mom’s hand moved and squeezed Melody’s rear. “He wants his sisters tight, virgin ass.”
My dick was hard again. Aching as it pressed into Melody’s stomach. My half-sister, that would take some remembering, wiggled, her nipples hard against me. “I do. I want that ass. I love watching anal.”
“What other porn do you like?” Melody moaned.
“Lesbians,” he grinned. “And creampies.”
“We covered that,” Mom said. “And anal.”
“Titty fucks.” My eyes flicked down at Mom’s big breasts pressed into my side. “I’ll be breaking in those tits sometime.”
“They’re yours, Son,” she breathed.
“Asians,” I added. “Tight, petite Asian girls.”
Mom laughed. “Your father did, too. Your Aunt Vicky and I were on standing orders to find him any Asian woman interested in a threesome.”
Melody gave me a look. “Well, there’s Pam Hiragawa. No wonder you’re always staring at her ass during PE.”
“Guilty,” I groaned, loving Pam’s tight, petite body and slanted eyes. She was Japanese but born in America. Silky, black hair, almond eyes, delicate face.
“I think you just got harder thinking about another woman when you have your hot sister and busty mom in your arms, asshole,” Melody said, a playful smile on her lips as she lightly punched me on the shoulder.
“Asians,” I grinned. Then I smacked her ass, hard. She gasped at the stinging slap. “Now on your knees. Mommy-slut, get her ready for my cock. I’m going to pound my sister’s ass.”
“Oh, yes, Sir,” moaned Mom, her voice husky, eager to please.
“It better be my ass you’re thinking about while fucking me,” Melody said, a dangerous glint in her eyes. She was still a tomboy.
“Keep that tone with me, and I’ll bend you over my knee.”
She smiled. “I just might like that.”
Then she turned onto her hands and knees, presenting that beautiful ass. So firm and curving. She had a great ass. I stared at it, loving my red handprint marring her ivory flesh. Oh, yes, she would be over my knee before too long. That ass was too inviting to give up.
“I also love watching women getting spanked,” I groaned. “My last kink.”
Melody wiggled her ass at me, teasing me as Mom knelt before her. Damn, I loved my half-sister. She would be my wife. I bet there was states were we could marry. Technically, she was my first cousin. My dad’s name wasn’t on her birth certificate. I would have to look into that. Maybe relocate the family in a few years.
“Anal can hurt,” Mom said as she ran her fingers through Melody’s dripping pussy lips. “But if you are ready for it, cocks are lubed with spit or pussy juices, then it is amazing. I’ve had some of my best orgasms with your father’s cock in my ass.”
“I bet Daddy fucked you so hard,” Melody moaned, savoring the word. I could hear the joy in her voice. Just knowing she had a Daddy who loved her, even if he had passed away, made her feel wonderful. Dad always did show affection for Melody and Lee, treating them like he did my sisters and me.
Damn, Dad was a stud.
“So we’re going to get you nice and juicy for your first time,” Mom moaned and shoved two fingers into my sister’s hot, tight twat. Melody moaned, shuddering as Mom licked her tongue up through her taint and between the cheeks of her ass. “We’ll use spit and pussy juices to get you lubed up.”
“Oh, damn, Aunt Cheryl,” gasped Melody as my mom rimmed her ass. “Oh, isn’t that nasty?”
“So nasty, Miss,” Mom answered. “That’s what makes it hot. So sour. Mmm, I love it.”
I licked my lips, envying my mom. I slowly stroked my dick, wanting a taste of my sister’s ass as Mom’s tongue licked and swirled about her sphincter, getting her nice and wet while her fingers pumped in and out of Melody’s snatch. Mom pulled her two digits out, covered in my sister’s cream, and moved them up to Melody’s asshole.
My half-sister gasped as Mom worked the first of her fingers into the tight, brown sphincter. I groaned, my balls aching as Melody’s back arched. Her sandy-blonde hair danced about her shoulders as she wiggled.
“Oh, that feels soooo weird,” gasped Melody. “Your finger is going so deep in me, Aunt Cheryl.”
“Does it feel good?” I asked, moving around the bed. I grabbed her blonde hair, yanking her head up to look at me. “Does it, slut?”
“Yes, Sir,” she moaned. “It does. It’s weird, almost burning and yet… Oooh, yes, that’s even better.”
My mom had slid the second finger in, making Melody rock and shudder on the bed, her eyes fluttering as her hips undulated. She moaned again, sounding so wanton and aroused. She licked her lips, eyes fluttering. Her lashes were so long and lovely. I stared into her eyes as Mom fingered and rimmed her, watching the pleasure cross my half-sister’s face.
Damn, this was hot. I wanted to share everything with Melody. I wanted her to enjoy my sisters with me, especially bratty Lee. I wanted to watch her make her own mother cum. I wanted her to seduce Pam Hiragawa for me and lick my cum off that Japanese beauty’s face.
“Shit,” I groaned and rammed my cock into her mouth. “Keep me hard but don’t make me cum. I just want to feel that mouth on my dick while Mom gets you ready.”
Melody moaned her yes about my dick as I shuddered. My balls ache so much as I held her hair, savoring her warm, wet mouth around my cock. She didn’t suck and tried not to move her tongue, but it was still paradise. My eyes were locked on Mom ripping her fingers out of my sister’s asshole and moving them lower, out of sight.
Melody moaned. Mom had shoved her fingers back into Melody’s pussy.
“Get her ready for me, Mommy-slut,” I growled. “Get her nice and loose. I’m going to pound her asshole so hard.”
“Yes,” Mom moaned. “I will, Sir. I will make sure your top slave is ready for you. That she will cum so hard when you fuck her. I know you want to make her cum. You are such a generous man, like your father. You want your women happy.”
“’A happy woman will do anything for her man,’” I quoted Dad. He had been grooming me to be a dominant, to probably claimed Melody as my submissive lover if everyone in the family realized we had been in love since children.
“She will,” Mom moaned. “Look at Melody. You made her very happy, Sir.”
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