A shiver ran through me. “You know?”
“Of course I know.” She pressed her lips on mine. She kissed me with hunger. I couldn’t believe this was happening. Her tongue brushed my lips. I opened wide, scared not to and also turned on all at the same time. Her perfume filled my nose.
My eyes closed as I kissed her. Her hand slid down my back, caressing me through my blazer. My pussy grew hot. My nipples throbbed. I found my own tongue playing with her. There was something freeing in surrender. They had me. I had committed incest. A lot. And they had proof. I didn’t want to go to jail for it. I wanted to keep doing it.
I loved eating out my daughter. I wanted to meet this boyfriend of hers who fucked his mother. I wanted to have a threesome with them. A foursome. Get his mom in bed and swap children. A fire burned through me.
Elisabet broke the kiss. “Mmm, I can’t wait to see you cum on my son’s cock tonight, Counselor. You’re going to look so sexy as he pumps you full of cum.”
I shivered. How far had this incest spread? Elisabet broke the kiss and said, “Now, let’s pretend we’re having a discussion on pleas. How desperate do you want us to sound.”
“Very,” I panted. “Ed wants to destroy you.”
* * *
Clint Elliston
The sergeant slid over the evidence back that had my personal effects in it. I opened it up and pulled out my wedding band, watch, wallet, pocket change, as well as a few receipts I didn’t care about. I slipped them into my pockets and then signed the itemized release form.
He nodded to the door. I marched to it. A buzz growled as it unlocked. I opened it and stepped into the lobby. My family waited. Alicia threw herself at me first, hugging me tight. She pressed her face into my chest, trembling in my arms.
“It’s going to be okay,” I said as my women moved around me. Zoey and Stefani held hands. I felt bad for Stefani. She wasn’t even committing incest as far as the authorities were concerned, but she knew about it. Participated in it. Pam and Melody hugged me around Alicia. Our mothers stood behind them, looking exhausted.
Guilt rippled through me. I put my women through so much. The interrogation yesterday had gone late. It felt like they would never end. I closed my eyes, wanting to apologize to them. If I never went public, never tried to change the world, we might have passed through life unnoticed by the authorities.
But I didn’t.
I had to be selfish.
“Don’t even think of apologizing,” Melody hissed in my ear. “We’re in this. We’re committed. We need you to be strong now, Clint. You’re the man. Be that.”
I gave a slight nod.
They broke away so I could hug Lee and her mother. Then my mother and Pam’s. Even Zoey and Stefani I swept up into my arms. No kisses. It didn’t feel right sharing off our intimacy in the lobby of the county jail.
Through the glass doors, I could see the media waiting. I took a deep breath and held out my arms. Pam took my right, her wedding ring glinting as she rested her left hand on my wrist, and Melody took the other. The rest of my women flowed behind me as we headed outside. Elisabet opened the door for us, giving us a nod of support.
All our lawyers were on our side. They all had something to gain from our victory. A few fathers who had nubile daughters. A young man who had a hot mother. A wife who enjoyed sharing her daughters with her husband while he shared her with their son. They would do everything to get us free.
So would I.
Our friends and supporters were out there. Politicians ready to pass laws if we could turn public opinion. We couldn’t run from these charges. There was no denying them. No excuse we could give. We had to gamble on one way out of this: jury nullification.
Twelve individuals we would have to convince that though incest might be illegal, it shouldn’t be. Twelve people we had to convince to acquit us even though we were guilty of breaking an unjust law. A moment when things could change. A flashpoint that would have our family at the center of it. Proof that there was no harm if it was consensual.
I had no idea if we could do it. Twelve people who would be drawn from the 115,000 registered voters of Yolo County. Twelve people who would come from different backgrounds. Different religions. Different views on sexuality. Who knew what sort of people we would get.
I stepped out before the media. The microphones were already waiting for me. Pam and Melody clung to me on both sides. I stood before the podium and gazed out the sea of reporters, cameraman, and photographers. Flashes burst from all directions. Even in daylight, it was dazzling.
“I have a brief statement to make,” I said, staring out at them. “Yes, the rumors are true. My lover, Melody, and my wife, Pam, are my half-sisters. We share the same father.” That had leaked this morning, Cruzita’s doing on my orders. “I love them both. I love all the women in my family.”
I boldly faced the cameras. Pam and Melody stood straight-back at my side. I felt my family around us. The TV was capturing this. Our public admission to incest. I let them record it. Let them show the world how normal we looked.
“We’re united. It’s consensual. Beautiful. And we believe that the people of California will see the truth in that. They will understand that there is a great injustice in our laws. Some might even wish to experience familial love. Bigotry about sex has gripped our nation for too long. We have been slowly escaping our puritanical past. Now it’s time to remove this stigma, too. Love is free. It can be shared between any groups of individuals, even if they’re your mother and father. Brother and sister. Why are we shackling those who only want to share their passion with those they are closest to? Thank you.”
The questions barraged us. The hired security pushed into the lawyers to clear a path for our women. Elisabet Reenburg led the way, smiling at the cameras. She reached the door and opened it. My women ushered in. I stood on the other side, making sure they got in. Lee had a huge grin on her face, drinking in the attention while Alicia appeared almost like a rabbit. I wanted to pull her into my lap and cuddle my little princess.
Elisabet slipped in then I gave a last look to the camera before sliding in after them. I slammed the door shut and pulled Alicia onto my lap. She pressed into me and started to cry. Her little body shook in my arms.
“I’m sorry,” she whimpered. “I just… This is… It’s all so overwhelming. Our children, Clint. Are we going to get to see them?”
“Coburn will make sure they’ll get to stay with our friends,” I said. “He knows how important that is.”
“So Leyla informed me,” Elisabet said, sitting across from me. “She and her mother gave him quite the reminder last night. They filmed it. it’s quite a… stimulating video to watch. The judge’s daughter is a passionate and submissive one.”
“Good,” I said, stroking Alicia’s light brown hair. “We’re going to get through this together. Okay? They’re going to find us innocent. Pam’s going to guide our jury selection. Cruzita understands her role in it.”