It’s Good to be a Little Bad – Chapter 13 & final

Incest stories: It’s Good to be a Little Bad – Chapter 13

Author: DDMarshall5285

I woke up the next morning and Bobby was still asleep next to me in my room. I got up and slipped a pair of jeans and a t-shirt on and went down to the kitchen. Carol was already preparing breakfast and the coffee was ready. I poured myself a cup and asked, “So what do you think. I did not get a chance to talk to you before Roger hustled you off to your bedroom.”

“I think I am the luckiest woman in the world. What else could I think? Most men would have at best just kicked Bobby and me out. At their worst they would have killed us for what we did. And to let us continue and then some of the things Roger talked about the four of us doing, well I don’t know what to say.”

“What about Mark?”

“I totally agree with Roger that Mark not knowing everything that is going on is probably best.” Carol had a grin on her face when she said, “I will still have sex with him but I have to admit that having permission kind of takes a little of the fun out of it.”

“So you are not the ‘bad girl’ anymore.”

“I’m still bad, I’m fucking my son for god’s sake and loving it.”

“I heard that.”

Carol went over and wrapped her arms around Roger and kissed him. “Good morning sweetheart.”

With one arm still wrapped around Carol he leaned in and gave me a kiss.

“So how are my two favorite women this morning?”

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Incest stories: It’s Good to be a Little Bad – Chapter 14

Author: DDMarshall5285

For the next few weeks I had a man in my bed every night. Bobby and I still went up to the pond on good days to skinny dip. We never left until I sucked him off and he licked me to an orgasm. Every few days Bobby and I would have a threesome with Carol while Roger was at the store. Once a week Mark would take me to dinner and I would stay over at his place. Carol continued with her Monday afternoon visits with Mark and all was well with our family.

Roger seemed content to rotate sleeping partners with Bobby. As long as Carol allowed him access to me he was willing to let her have unlimited sex with her son and Mark. There were even three and four day periods in row that Carol slept with Bobby and Roger slept with me. I know Roger was turned on listening to Carol and Bobby have sex but he never mentioned our conversation about him watching them while we had sex.

Then came the night we were watching NCIS and Carol, Roger and I were on the couch and Bobby was sitting on the floor with his back against the couch in front of me while I had my legs and bare feet draped over his shoulders. Carol was on Roger’s left and I was on his right. I had my head on Roger’s shoulder.

Booby and I were watching the show and did not notice that Roger had undone Carol’s blouse and had her bra unhooked and was playing with her breasts. We would not have noticed until the show was over if it was not for Carol’s sudden heavy breathing and Roger turned away from me and my head came off his shoulder. Bobby and I must have noticed at about the same time, Bobby turned and watched as I did.

Carol had her hands by her side and her head thrown back with her blouse wide open and her bra pushed up around her neck. Roger had her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers and was twisting them. Carol put a hand behind his head and guided his mouth to her breast. Roger had her pinned against the back of the couch but I could see she was fumbling with his belt. I decided to help her out. I reached over and undid his belt and unsnapped his trousers and pulled the zipper down.

“Lift up Roger.”

Roger lifted his butt a bit so I could drag his trousers down. I reached in and took his cock out of his boxers. Carol wrapped her hand around it and cried “Suck him Kate. I want to see you suck him.” I was more than willing to be accommodating. I leaned into his lap and took the head of his cock in my mouth and tasted my brother’s cock while his wife and son watched.

Roger stopped licking Carols breasts and said “Bobby, help your mother with her slacks.” Then went right back to burying his face in Carol’s breasts.

Bobby scrambled over to his mother and undid the button and zipper on her hip and slid her slacks down. He remove her shoes and then took her slacks completely off. He reached for her panties then hesitated and looked to his father.

“Yes, her panties too.”

I caught most of what was happening out of the corner of my eye as I tried to take more of my brother’s cock into my mouth.

Bobby stripped his mother’s panties off. Carol let her legs fall open.

Roger sat back up on the couch, “Bobby take care of your mother.”

“Right here in front of you.”

“Yes, I want you to fuck your mother right here while I fuck my sister.”

Carol added her encouragement. “Yes honey come here and let your father see what a man you are. Come lick me, then fuck me my sweet baby.” Carol sat up and shed her blouse and bra.

Bobby started to remove his clothes, all the time keeping an eye on his father as if not truly believing this was happening and he was not going to be disemboweled for what he was about to do. I stopped sucking on Rogers cock and got up and went to Bobby. Carol took over my duties between her husband’s legs.

I started to help Bobby undress. “It’s okay Bobby, your father really wants us to do this.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes I am sure. Watching each other have sex was something we did before you were born. Your mom and dad would even have sex right next to me and your uncle Mark. We want to bring back those days with just a little twist. You have no idea how erotic it is for me to watch you have sex with your mother. For me to have sex with my brother and you is a sexual high only a few people will ever know. Your mother and I want your father to be able to enjoy everything we have enjoyed.

“Dad?”

Carol stopped sucking Rogers cock and sat back against the couch between Roger’s legs as he answered Bobby, “Look Bobby, I know you like to have sex with your mother and your aunt. You also have a proclivity to ménage a trois with your mom and Aunt Kate. From what they tell me they love it. Your mom and Aunt Kate are two of the sexiest women you will ever know. I do not see why we cannot enjoy their charms together.”

Carol got up and walked naked toward us. “Let me, Kate.” Carol put her hands on Bobby’s shoulders and gave him a motherly kiss on the cheek. She slipped to her knees, swiftly unzipped him, pulled his pants down and took Bobby’s hard cock out of his underwear and took it into her mouth as she had done so many times before. She sucked him as Roger and I watched Bobby put his hand on his mother’s head, push his hips forward and close his eyes.

I sat back on the couch next to Roger and took his cock in my hand as we watched his wife give her son a blowjob. We thought Carol was going to finish him off but suddenly she got up and said “There now, your dad just watched you stick your cock in your mother’s mouth and he did not kill you. Now get over here and fuck me while I suck off your dad. I have been dreaming about doing this for days.”

I had to admit that was a lot more effective than the cajoling of Roger that I had attempted.

Carol stood up and marched over to Roger, knelt down and pushed his leg apart, moved in on all fours and took Rogers cock from me. She turned her head to look at Bobby, “Come on sweetie, make your mom’s dream come true.”

Carol kept looking at her son until he knelt behind her and put one hand on her butt and took his cock in his other and started to tease her vagina. I watched fascinated as Carol took Rogers cock into her mouth again and had sex with the two men she loved. I could not help but touch myself as I sat next to Roger and witnessed the three of them having forbidden sex.

I wanted to join in but did not know what to do until Roger said, “Kiss me Kate.”

I turned toward Roger and put my hand on his cheek and leaned in and kissed him. “I love you my sweet brother.”

“I love you too.”

Proclaiming my love and making out with my brother while his wife sucked his cock and his son fucked his wife was beyond anything I could have imagined three weeks ago. I never felt so randy in my whole life.

“Oh damn, I can’t suck you while Bobby is in me. He is so good. He is going to make me cum.” I watched as she Carol buried her face in Roger’s crotch to muffle the scream she was about to let out as she wrapped her arms around Roger’s legs.

Bobby was starting to glisten with sweat as he pumped his cock into his mom. He seemed to have gotten over his father watching or he was in such a state that he did not realize he was there. Or me for that matter when he cried, “Mom, you’re the best fuck ever, I am going to cum too.”

“That’s it my baby, just like that.” Carol looked up at her husband and with lust in her eyes said, “Thank you Roger.”

Roger reached down and took his hard cock in his hand and rubbed it on his wife’s willing face and said, “Suck it honey, lick my balls.”

Carol gave Rogers balls a couple of licks and again had to back off as she threw her head back and squeezed Rogers legs as she came for what looked like the second time.

Roger and I watched in fascination at what was going on right before our eyes. Finally with one hard thrust that buried his cock deep in his mother Bobby emptied his load. He kept his cock buried until he finished and Carol stopped pushing her ass into his crotch and collapsed onto her side on the floor. Bobby lay down beside her and the two of them smiled at each other as they lay breathing hard. They rolled toward each other and started to kiss.

Roger whispered to me, “That was so fucking hot Kate.” Then he put his arm around me and pulled me on top of him. I sat on him cowgirl style with my knees against the back of the couch as his cock slipped into my wet pussy.

Epilogue

I stayed with my brother and his family almost all summer and had more great sex than I had in the last twenty years.

Carol and I had to stop having sex with Mark a few weeks ago. Mark met a woman named Maryann Storm that was the town’s new librarian. She was a very attractive 39 year old brunette. The only thing that identified her as your typical stereotypical librarian was her refusal to wear contacts. She wore horn rim glasses that actually make her look quite intriguing.