Incestuous Flesh Massaged Ch. 09

It was so fucking hot.

My cunt grew hotter as I sank down onto the massage table. My hips wiggled from side to side to get comfortable as I slid into place. Juices dribbled out of me and ran down to my asshole. I felt the MILF's eyes on my cunt, staring at me with hunger.

"Get to massaging my unicorn!" moaned Stefani.

"Yes, Daughter!" groaned the married MILF.

Her hand grabbed my thigh, her wedding ring flashing. She leaned down, her red hair spilling around her hungry face. Then she pressed her face into my cunt. I gasped as the married MILF licked my twat. My lover's mother ate me. Her tongue darted through my folds. She stimulated me. Pleasure rippled through me.

Her tongue darted up to my clit. I groaned as she brushed my bud. My body trembled. My toes curled. My breasts jiggled as I trembled. She fluttered her tongue through me. This was incredible to enjoy.

It was just such a wonderful treat. I moaned as her hands slid up my thighs, caressing me as her tongue darted around my clit and fluttered back to my folds. She caressed me, licking up all the juices flooding out of me.

Then she thrust her tongue into my depths. Her tongue fluttered through me, massaging me. My breasts jiggled. This amazing rapture shot through me. My back arched. I gasped and moaned, savoring every bit of this.

"Your mom is a pussy eating fiend!" I moaned.

"I know," she said and smacked her mother's ass. "Make her cum! Ooh, I love it!"

"Yes, Daughter!" the married MILF moaned into my cunt. Her tongue fluttered through my folds, teasing me, driving me wild.

Then my girlfriend sauntered to the head of the table, her pierced nipples flashing atop her swaying tits. She had such a wicked grin on her face. I licked my lips, eager to feast on her pussy and asshole. To make her cum again while I experienced the delight of her mother's tongue feasting on my cunt.

Stefani mounted the table. She threw a leg over me. That juicy pussy gleamed over my head. I grabbed her hips, a greedy hunger seizing me to eat more of her pregnant pussy. We were bred together. We would have our children only weeks apart. They would grow up so close.

We would be the best mothers. Not like that cunt eating my pussy. We would love our sons or daughters. We would nurture them, accept them, and love them.

I pulled Stefani down. Her pussy planted right on my lips. That tangy passion flooded my mouth before my tongue could even dart out. I licked through her twat the way her mother ran her tongue through mine.

"Mmm, yes," groaned Stefani, shifting around, grinding her twat on my face. "Mmm, yes, yes, my unicorn is hungry."

"My dandelion is pregnant," I moaned, my hands clenching into her thighs. "I have to feast on her."

As my tongue ran across her folds, I groaned as Mrs. Armstrong's tongue darted through my labia. This wicked delight surged over me. I shuddered, squirming on the floor. I moaned into Stefani's cunt, enjoying her mother's lapping hunger.

The MILF gave me such a teasing treat.

I whimpered and shuddered, squirming back and forth as the heat rippled through my cunt. The MILF's hands shoved beneath my rump. She gripped me. I groaned, loving the feel of her hands gripping my asscheeks. She massaged me as she thrust her tongue deep inside of me.

The door opened.

"Found them!" Lee called. "Ooh, they're being naughty, Master."

I shuddered. Master... My brother was here.

"Yes, they are," Clint said. "Good job. You can have an orgasm."

"Thank you, Master!" Lee moaned, her voice getting throaty. "Could you... turn the vibrator to max and... Master!"

I didn't hear it buzzing, but I knew Lee had one of her favorite remote control vibrators churning away in her. She gasped and moaned as Clint's footsteps moved through the room. I was surprised he was here.

"Don't you have class?" Stefani moaned. Then she gasped. "Yunie, ooh, yes, yes, jab that tongue into me."

"I have a late morning," Clint said. "Thought I'd stop in and check on your slave's progress."

"Ooh, she's being such a good Mommy-slut." Stefani wiggled her hips from side to side. Then she leaned back, her pussy sliding across my lips followed by her taint. Then her asshole pressed wrinkled and sour on my mouth. "Just eager to please. She hasn't had an orgasm all weak, right?"

"Of course not!" moaned Mrs. Armstrong. "I've been good. I won't even let your father touch me. He's just masturbated to my naked flesh."

"Good!" moaned Stefani. "That's what I want to hear and... Ooh, Clint, yes, yes, feel free to use my slutty mommy. She was just telling me how much she loves your cock."

I shuddered as I pictured Clint unveiling his dick. My brother had such a beautiful cock. Every female member of the family--well, not his daughters so far since they were just toddlers or infants--loved his dick.

As I licked my girlfriend's asshole, I heard clothing rustling. I shuddered as Mrs. Armstrong jammed her tongue deep into my pussy's depths while her fingers massaged my rump. She squeezed my rear hard, gripping me as I feasted on my girlfriend's sour sphincter.

"Fuck my slutty mother's cunt!" Stefani moaned, grinding her asshole on my lips. "Ooh, you have to breed another Armstrong woman."

"Yes!" I moaned. "Breed Stefani's Mommy-slut!"

"Master can't pass that up," groaned Lee from the corner, her voice throaty with delight.

My half-sister sounded like she was in heaven. I wanted to join her.

Mrs. Armstrong's fingers crept into my butt-crack. As I rimmed her daughter's asshole, she quested for mine. I groaned into Stefani's sphincter at the wicked touch at my backdoor. The MILF's fingers danced around my puckered opening the same way my tongue danced around Stefani's.

The table rocked as Clint mounted it. We had sturdy massage tables just for this sort of fun. Mrs. Armstrong moaned into my cunt, her tongue wiggling through my depths. I knew why. Clint had his dick against her pussy.

She rocked forward and moaned. Flesh slapped flesh.

My brother fucked the married slave's cunt.

"Yes!" Stefani hissed. "Fuck my Mommy-slut's cunt and breed her, Clint!" Stefani wiggled atop me, rubbing her asshole into my mouth.

I sucked on her anal ring while the pleasure flooding through my flesh from my pussy. It was so hot hearing my brother fucking the MILF. He pounded her, slamming into her cunt while she feasted on me. Her finger jammed into my asshole, the velvety delight surging through me.

My tongue probed against Stefani's sphincter. I wiggled it inside as Clint's cock plundered over and over into Mrs. Armstrong's pussy. He grunted and groaned, fucking her hard. I shuddered, my tongue wiggling past Stefani's asshole.

I popped into her sour bowels.

"Oh, Yunie!" groaned Stefani. Her bowels clenched on my tongue. Her pussy juices leaked down from her folds to my lips, mixing with the sour flavor of her asshole. The tangy flavor enhanced my excitement.

Mrs. Armstrong's finger plundered in and out of my bowels, teasing me while her tongue fluttered over my folds. She licked and lapped at me, moaning as Clint plowed into her. She rocked forward with his every thrust, pressing her lips tighter into my twat for one wonderful moment.

Her tongue fluttered against my clit. Then she sucked on it. I gasped into my lover's asshole. My tongue twitched around inside of her. I fluttered in fast circles, teasing her. Her moans echoed through the room as her bowels clenched about my tongue.

It was such a wonderful delight to fuck my tongue in and out of her asshole. Her tangy juices kept dribbling down, pooling on my chin. She squirmed from side to side, her moans growing louder and louder.

My right hand gripping her thigh slid up her flesh, coming closer and closer to something naughty.

"Oh, Clint, fuck my Mommy-slut!" hissed Stefani, her bowels clenching around my tongue. "Ooh, I want you flooding her cunt with your jizz. Just flood her. Leave her dripping. That will be so hot."

"So fucking hot!" I moaned in delight, my body buzzing. I fucked my tongue deep into Stefani's cunt as my hand came closer to her twat.

She grabbed it and shoved it up to her pussy. She pressed my fingers into her cunt as she moaned, "Ooh, Yunie, yes!"

Her fingers pressed two of mine into her cunt. I shuddered, licking her asshole while her juicy twat sank around my digits. She shuddered atop me, squirming. I groaned, my tongue darting around inside her asshole, teasing her as the pleasure flooded out of me and into her mother's hungry mouth.

It was such a wonderful, wanton delight to enjoy. This wicked heat that had my heart beating in my chest. I groaned in delight, my head tossing back and forth as the heat swept through me. I licked my girlfriend's asshole as her mother fingered my bowels. Mrs. Armstrong's tongue plundered my cunt. The pleasure swelling and swelling inside of me.

My cunt clenched around the MILF's tongue. My toes curled.

Clint slammed hard and fast into the MILF. She moaned into my cunt. Licking me. Lapping at my juices. I moaned into Stefani's twat. I thrust my fingers into her pussy's depths. Her juices soaked me while my tongue swirled around in her sour bowels.

"Damn," Clint groaned. "Your cunt's just hungry for my cum."

"It is!" moaned the MILF. "May I cum, Daughter? I haven't cum in a week. I need it. I'm so horny! I even want my husband to fuck me with his little cock. I just need it!"

"Once you milk out every drop of Clint's cum," my lover moaned, her pregnant pussy squeezing around my fingers. "Then you can cum!"

"Yes!" the MILF moaned.

"Goddamn, her pussy just got tighter," groaned Clint. "She wants my jizz bad. Your mother's a fucking slut. A married whore who can't control herself."

"She can't!" moaned Stefani. "Right, Mommy-slut?"

"I need my sexy Daughter to control my whorish lusts!" whimpered the MILF. Then she sucked on my clit.

I gasped as my cunt exploded. Rapture burst through me. My body bucked on the massage table. The stars burst across my vision. Juices gushed out of me as the waves of ecstasy washed through my body.

I thrust my tongue deep into my lover's bowels and my fingers buried to the hilt in her juicy cunt. The pleasure rippled through me. The MILF sucked and nursed on my clit. Sparks burst through me as the rapture swept out of my pregnant pussy.

"Ooh, my unicorn is coming!" Stefani moaned, bucking atop me. Her pussy squeezed on my fingers. "Oh, damn, yes! You did good, Mommy-slut. Now make her brother cum. Do it!"

"Yes, Daughter!" Mrs. Armstrong moaned, her voice sounding feverish with need.

I fucked my fingers in and out of Stefani's cunt. My tongue swirled around in her asshole as the pleasure melted through my mind. Mrs. Armstrong's finger probing into my bowels kept me cumming. She stirred it around inside my anal sheath as she lapped up my cream.

The massage table creaked and groaned. Clint fucked the MILF with hard strokes. He buried into her again and again. He fucked her with all his passion. I could hear the strength of his flesh impacting hers.

It was incredible to hear.

It had me feeling dizzy. This incredible rush of passion that surged through my body. I groaned, my heart pounding in my chest. Mrs. Armstrong sucked on my clit again. She moaned with frustration. I could hear her fighting off her orgasm as my brother fucked her with hard, passionate strokes.

"Cum in her!" hissed Stefani, her pussy molten around my fingers. "Do it!"

"Yes!" my brother growled. "I fucking will. I'm going to make that wimpy husband tell the world my child's his. He's going to know every day that his wife would rather have my cock in her cunt than his!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" howled Stefani.

Her pussy convulsed around my fingers. Hot juices gushed out around my digits and flooded down her taint to my tongue plundering her sour asshole. That tangy treat seasoned the naughty flavors. My body bucked.

I came even harder.

I rimmed my girlfriend's asshole, dizzy with the strength of my orgasm. The waves swept through me. They drowned my mind with passion. My asshole convulsed hard around Mrs. Armstrong's fingers. She moaned around my clit as Clint slammed into with his passion.

"Fuck!" Clint groaned. "Take it, whore! When you see your husband, you tell him that I bred you! That he's going to raise my child! That he'll never fuck your cunt until your nice and pregnant!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Stefani howled.

"I will!" Mrs. Armstrong moaned. "Daughter, I can cum now, right? His jizz is firing in me!"

"Cum!" my girlfriend howled, her pussy convulsing so hard around my plunging fingers.

We were all moaning, the massage table swaying. I shuddered, the pleasure rippling through the room. It was so incredible. I trembled through my bliss, hearing my brother grunt as he bred my lover's married mother.

Even Lee was gasping in the background. My half-sister sharing in this rapturous moment.

I loved it. I loved my family.

My orgasm peaked. The bliss died into buzzing delight. I groaned as Stefani slipped off of me. My lover staggered, grabbing the counter to keep from falling over. Her red hair fell about her flushed face. She whimpered, biting her lower lip.

"Oh, my god, yes, you're going to be an excellent masseuse," moaned Stefani. "You're going to shadow me all day. Watch me please the clients. Learn every wicked trick."

"Yes, Daughter," mewled the MILF, her wedding ring glinting on her fingers as she lifted her head, her choker shiny about her neck.

She groaned as Clint pulled out of her. He marched over to Lee, grabbed her black hair, and thrust his dick into her mouth. He didn't ask. Didn't order. He just took her. Used her. My half-sister sucked with such joy bursting across her face.

She loved being used.

"Oh, damn, I could just lie here all day," I moaned.

"You have customers to please," said Stefani. "We got to make this popular. Babies are expensive."

"Well, we can use Christie and Hikaru's cribs," said Clint as Lee sucked on his dick. Those were his eldest daughters. They were both three, little terrors that ran through the house. "And we should have baby clothes that could fit them. Clinton has outgrown his."

Clinton was his son with our mother. He was both my half-brother and my nephew. Our family was... interesting. At two-and-a-half, Clinton was the next oldest, followed closely by Lee's daughter Amber then Alicia's twins, Aaron and Cassandra. Aunt Vicky had yet to conceive, she was having fertility issues, and Clint had held off breeding Mrs. Hiragawa. Of occurs, that didn't count his other children with Juana, Carmelita, and the Mihara family. Twin Japanese daughters and their mother whom Clint had bred.

"I guess we have to be responsible," I said, rolling off the table. "Our family is growing and growing."

Clint grinned, nodding his head. "Yeah, I better get this law degree finished at some time."

"Uh-huh," I said. "You have to make bigamy and incest legal. You have a lot of women who want to marry you."

"I've kept in touch with Senator Reenburg," Clint said. "And his wife is helping me draft some things. I'm going to have a summer internship at her law office next year."

"Good," I said. I stretched again. "Shame there's not time for me and you to have some fun, but I don't think the clients would like me dripping with cum."

Clint laughed and shook his head. "Probably not." Then he groaned. "Damn, Lee, that's it. You're doing good."

I left my brother to enjoy his blowjob. I had to help get the massage parlor set up. We opened in fifteen minutes. I hummed, so glad I had my life. It was incredible, and it would only get better once my child arrived.

* * *

I clutched my pregnant belly as I stood in the bathroom. My belly was so swollen. I was only days away from my due date, my son feisty and active. He was going to be a powerful man like his father. I just knew it.

Stefani stood beside me, her arm sliding around my waist. Her breasts, swollen with her milk jiggled while her round belly nudged mine. She had a glow about her as she carried my brother's daughter.

"Mmm, hurry up," I moaned. "I got to pee."

"You always have to pee," Stefani purred and then leaned in to kiss me.

Mrs. Armstrong, her own belly swollen with my brother's daughter, crawled up to me. She was eight months along. I don't know if Clint bred her that morning in the massage room or not, but it was close to that day.

She nuzzled her face into my pussy. I shuddered and then groaned as I relaxed my bladder. My piss flowed. I groaned into the kiss with Stefani. Our lips worked together, tongues dueling as the urine streamed out of me.

A wonderful, delicious tingle raced through me. I let out such a throaty groan, feeling almost dizzy from the sensation. My toes curled against the bathroom floor. Mrs. Armstrong moaned as she sucked out my piss.

My flow didn't last long. I pissed so much that my bladder just never got really full. Pity.

Stefani broke the kiss as her mother smacked her lips. "Now me, Mommy-slut!"

"Yes, Daughter," purred the pregnant slave.

She crawled sideways, her large tits, heavy with her milk coming in, bounced and jiggled. I smiled, rubbing my belly as the slave nuzzled her face into her daughter's pregnant cunt. Stefani threw back her head, her face scrunching up.

"Yes, yes, yes!" she moaned as her piss streamed into her mother's mouth. "Ooh, that's good. You wicked whore. Drink it all. Oh, my god. I love it!"

My pussy grew juicy. I smiled, enjoying the passion crossing my lover's face. She whimpered and then she let out a groan as her piss, too, ended far too fast. She panted, tits rising and falling as her mother pulled her mouth away.

"That was delicious, Daughter," Mrs. Armstrong moaned.

I opened my mouth to say something when the doorbell rang.

I sighed. The day was done.

Stefani and I waddled down the stairs with the MILF trailing after us. It was so awkward being so front heavy, but worth it. I hoped my son would enjoy his two half-sisters. I had such dreams that he would love Stefani's daughter and turn Mrs. Armstrong's into their piss-drinking slave. It would be so wild.

At the base of the stairs, Mrs. Armstrong grabbed her blue maternity dress. She pulled it over her naked body, her head popping out, her auburn hair falling in lustrous waves. Her choker gleamed bright around her neck, proof of who she really belonged to as opposed to that wedding ring on her finger.

She opened the door. Mr. Armstrong stood there. Stefani smiled. She took her mother's hand, holding her tight, as they went through their ritual. "Now, I don't want you letting Daddy touch your pussy at all. No asshole either. If he needs to get off, you can give him one handjob but only if you feel he begs enough."

"Yes, Daughter," she said. You never knew what Stefani would allow her slave to enjoy. Sometimes she'd let her father even fuck her mother's pregnant pussy, but often it was handjobs and blowjobs if he was lucky.

Other times, he just had to masturbate.

"Now you take care of yourself," said Stefani. "Rub that lotion into your belly. I want to limit stretch marks. I want you to be a hot grandmother when my daughter's born."

"Yes, Daughter."

Stefani nodded then handed her mother off to her father. "Night, Daddy."

"Night, honey," he said and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. Then he led our Mommy-slave off.

Stefani closed the door and grinned. "He's so hard. He's going to want more than a single handjob, and he won't get it."

"You're such a bad daughter," I said, pulling her to me. Our pregnant bellies came together. "Making your father raise Clint's daughter while lying to the world and claiming the child as his own."

"I know," she purred. "Mmm, your brother really knows how to do revenge properly. They both love it."