I rose and opened my robe, my large breasts coming into view along with my wet bush. He couldn’t see my ass and the cum leaking out of me. Our son’s cum. This wicked thrill shot through me as I cupped my breasts.
His eyes fell on them. I could see the lust in them. “Mmm, are my tits still beautiful?”
“Yeah,” he groaned.
“I know they’re not as perky as our daughter’s. They’re not as firm as they used to be, but…”
He swallowed. Then his hands cupped them. Squeezed them. “They’re still great, Jill.”
I smiled as he fondled them. I shifted forward, straddling him. I grabbed his cock and guided it up between my thighs. I pressed the tip into my bush. I rubbed it back and forth. His grip tightened on my tits.
“You’re not just saying that, right?” I asked, my voice smoldering. “You still like the feel of my tits? Of my pussy?”
“Yes,” he groaned. “Jill, you’re still gorgeous.”
“As hot as our daughter?” I asked him. “Mmm, it’s okay to look at her. She’s growing into such a minx. Just like I was at her age, right?”
“Yeah,” he panted. “She’s beautiful, but… You’re my wife. I love your tits. Your body.”
“My pussy?” I engulfed an inch of his cock. It had just been in my daughter’s cunt. This wild rush surged through me.
“Yes,” he groaned.
I slid my pussy down his cock, enjoying the shaft that my daughter just had. My asshole clenched, forcing out more of our son’s cum. I felt it trickling down to my taint as I bottomed out on my husband’s cock.
He groaned, his chest rising and falling. His hands kneaded my tits as I took every inch of his wonderful cock. I loved this dick. It was familiar. Together, we’d made our children. I licked my lips, smiling at that thought. I rubbed my hands up and down his chest.
“Mmm, you like the feel of my pussy wrapped around your dick, don’t you?”
“Uh-huh,” he groaned, his chest rising and falling. “Shit, Jill, you feel great.”
“Mmm, it’s going to get better,” I purred and slid up his dick.
He groaned while I whimpered. His cock stimulated my pussy. I was still buzzing from having sex with our son. We had such a naughty family. I stroked his chest, massaging him as I slammed down his cock. I took him to the hilt. My breasts jiggled and bounced in his grip.
He massaged my tits as I worked my pussy up and down his cock, enjoying the shaft my daughter just had. It was an incredible treat. A wicked passion that sent rapture shooting through me. I groaned, my hips wiggling from side to side. A hot rapture burned through me.
“Jill!” he groaned. “Fuck, Jill.”
“Mmm, yes, yes!” I purred. “Fuck indeed. You love my pussy wrapped around your cock, don’t you?”
“Uh-huh,” he panted. “Shit, work that pussy. Slide it up and down my dick. Ride me.”
“You’re going to cum in me?” I moaned. “You’re going to fire all that jizz in me. Maybe you’ll start a new baby in me.” Maybe Doug will.
“Fuck,” he groaned, his fingers squeezing into my tits. “You’re not… taking your pill?”
“No,” I moaned. I’d stopped after “picking” blackberries with Doug. “I want one more baby!”
I worked my pussy up and down his dick. I slid fast and hard. My cunt gripped him. This heat rippled through my body. I groaned, my tits heaving. His hand kneaded them. He teased me. This pleasure surged through me. I whimpered, my cunt clenching about him. My hips wiggled from side to side, stirring his cock through my twat.
My pussy gripped him. My orgasm built faster and faster as I rode him. This wonderful bliss shot through me. It would be such an amazing orgasm. I would explode so hard on my husband’s cock. I would milk him.
Just like my daughter had.
That thought swelled my orgasm faster.
“Damn, Jill,” my husband panted. “You are wild tonight.”
“Just want you to know how amazing I am,” I moaned. “How much I love you. Your cock. Oh, yes, yes!”
More and more of our son’s cum leaked out of me. I felt it dribbling down to my bush. It was so wicked. I rode him faster, my fingernails scratching at his chest. His hands squeezed my tits hard. His face twisted in rapture.
I knew it wouldn’t be long before he was cumming in me. Spurting all that wonderful spunk into my depths. I quivered, my heart pounding in my chest. My pleasure built and built. I screamed towards my orgasm.
“Oh, yes, yes, I’m going to cum so hard on your dick!” I moaned. “I’m going to explode on it. Isn’t that hot?”
“Uh-huh,” he groaned. His fingers found my nipples, twisting them.
“Oh, that’s it,” I panted. “Mmm, yes, yes!” My cunt clamped down on his dick as I impaled myself all the way down his cock.
My clit ground into his hips and pubic bone.
Sparks flared through me. I gasped as my orgasm burst inside of me. My cunt convulsed around my husband’s dick. A rush of bliss shot through me. I loved the incestuous delight that rushed through me. He groaned as my pussy writhed about his dick.
“Jill!”
“Cum in me!” I howled, the pleasure drowning my mind. It was as good as with my son. “Flood me, Martin!”
He pinched both my nipples hard. He growled and then thrust his hips upward. He bounced me on his dick, my convulsing twat sliding up his dick and then slamming back down him. I gasped as another orgasm exploded through me.
He erupted.
My husband’s spunk fired hot and thick into me. He filled me to the brim. I groaned as the rush of bliss shot through me. I collapsed forward on him, kissing him hard, my robe swaying and rustling about me. He held me as I savored his jizz pumping into me.
I loved my husband. Our children. I wanted us to be a happy family. I hoped Dr. Elliston’s plan worked. We had our first joint session tomorrow, and Mercedes seemed to hate me even more since she’d seduced Martin.
I broke the kiss and moaned, “I love you.”
“Love you, too,” he panted, his hands squeezing my ass through my robe.
* * *
Group Session 1 with Jill and Mercedes Daniels
“You blew him after he made love to me?” Mercedes spluttered at her mother, her tits jiggling. “And then you fucked him? That’s… You…” She shook her head. “Doesn’t change anything. He still loves only me. He just did that to keep our secret. He fucked you and said he loved you because he doesn’t have a choice.”
“Doesn’t he?” asked Jill. “He enjoyed me last night. He wasn’t faking it. And…” She spread her thighs apart and revealed why she kept them so tight. The base of a florescent-green dildo thrust out of her cunt. She grabbed it and drew it out. Her pussy cream glinted on it along with streaks of pearly spunk. It popped out of her. More cum leaked out of her, staining her brown bush.
Her daughter stared at the dildo. “Whose cum is that? Doug’s? Did you fuck him before coming here?”
“Your daddy’s,” Jill purred. “Right before I came here, we made love.”
“But he’s at work,” Mercedes protested.
“I called him, told him I needed my husband in me, and he came over on his lunch break. He was eager for it.” Jill shuddered. “He fingered my asshole as he made love to me. It was beautiful. I clutched him tight. I came as hard on his cock as I do on your brother’s.”
I grabbed the dildo from Jill. I moved to Mercedes, holding it up before her. “Look at that. That’s your parents’ love mixed together there. Their sexual fluids. They made you together, and they both love you.”