Incestuous Harem's Passion Ch. 12

"Oh, oh," she groaned.

Shit. I couldn't let her know I'd just watched her masturbate. I crept back from the sight, my heart pounding with hot blood through my veins. Sweat poured down my face. I reached the stairs and went down them as stealthily as I could, my hardon tenting the front of my jeans.

I hit the couch and turned it on. I went to the CNN streaming app and selected it from the others. It loaded while I sank down on the couch, panting. My cock was so fucking hard. I wanted to just stroke one out. My wife should be home soon.

Could I convince her to have a quickie?

"We're joined today by Clint Elliston and his wife Pam and their girlfriend Melody," the host, Tug Carson, said as the live CNN feed streamed to my TV.

The words spilled over me as the sight of my daughter's pussy seared in my mind.

"Clint believes that he should have every right to also marry Melody," Tug continued. "He's lobbying for the State of California to recognize bigamy in the same way gay marriage was recognized a decade ago. He plans on suing the State to force the courts to intervene."

"Well, why should the government have a problem with me being married to more than one woman?" asked Clint.

"Well, the point of marriage is to create a stable environment for the raising of children," Tug said.

"That wasn't the argument ever used in gay marriage," said Clint. "It was all about love. And the right to have the same freedom to marry as a heterosexual couple."

"A right you exercised when you married Pam."

"He did," the Japanese woman sitting beside the dark-haired, young man said. I'd heard about Clint. My coworkers at the fire station were buzzing about him. For the last year or so, he'd been talking about getting bigamy legalized. "But I'm a bisexual woman. Why can't I be married to a man and a woman? It's not just Clint that wants to have two spouses."

"Two spouses?" Candy's voice drifted through the room.

I glanced up to see my flushed-face daughter appear. She had inherited my black hair. The locks fell down around her round face. Her mother's face save for my bold nose. She wore those jean shorts I saw dangling from her ankle and had pulled down her tank top. She wore no bra, her eighteen-year-old breasts jiggling freely as she scampered past to sit down beside me.

"That sounds wild," my daughter said.

"Yeah," I said.

"So this isn't a Mormon thing?" Tug said and chuckled.

"Not at all," Clint said. He had his wife on his right and his blonde girlfriend on his left. Both women wore dresses that left their toned legs bare, thighs crossed. They both had wedding rings on, I noticed. "Nothing religious about love. And I love them both. We've been dating since college. We live together, but every year, Melody has to mark single on her taxes. Why does the government get to approve some relationships and not others?"

My daughter giggled, her legs stretched out towards me, her round breasts looking so perky. Flashes of her masturbating danced through my head. "Mom wouldn't let you marry your girlfriend."

"She wouldn't let me have a girlfriend," I said, her feet so close. She had on pink toenail polish. It was hard not to look up her legs to where her jean shorts clung to her crotch. When had she grown up?

"And is that the reason you believe incest should also be legalized," Tug Carson said.

My daughter gasped. "What? Incest?"

"Why not?" Clint asked. His hand rested on the blonde's thigh. "Melody is my first cousin. Now in California, we can legally get married and have children, but in other states, we'd be breaking the law by having a sexual relationship. Some states would let us have sex but wouldn't let us marry. We're both adults. Both consenting. What's the harm if I wanted to marry one of my sisters if they agreed?"

"Or if I had a brother I wanted to marry," Melody added. "Or even my mother. Love is love."

"You should be free to love who you want," said Clint.

I swallowed, my daughter's feet rubbing against my thigh as she squirmed to pull out her phone from her pocket. She stared at it while her fingers typed rapidly. I swallowed, my thoughts were full of her masturbating. At how beautiful it was to watch her rub at her twat.

How amazing it would be to love her...

* * *

Delilah Midgley

"You should be free to love who you want," Clint said.

I trembled on my couch as he said those words. Tears filled my eyes. I hadn't seen my son, Ian, since I kicked him out. I wanted to love him. I did. My body shook as I leaned back. Clint's words were so powerful. So were Melody's and Pam's. They were so passionate about letting people have the freedom to love who they wanted.

"And what about pregnancies?" asked Tug Carson.

"Birth control," said Pam. "And just because your related doesn't mean your children will have problems. You can have yourself tested for bad genes that might cause issues. Make informed decision if you want to bring in a child."

"Our daughter is healthy," Melody said, smiling at the camera. "No defects."

The tears fell down my face. I turned off the TV. I wanted Ian so much. I missed him every day. I drove him away because I was terrible, but... but... I wanted to love him. Through blurry vision, I found my phone. Found his number.

My thumb hovered over it, wanting to call him. To beg him to come home so I could love him. Confess to him what I'd done and how I wanted to do more with my strapping son.

I swallowed. He'd be horrified that I'd molested him while he was passed out drunk. Why would he want his mother? He probably had young girls that wanted him. He was so handsome. So strong. My hand shook, my stomach twisting and writhing.

I shoved my phone back into my purse. He'd just hate me more if I told him. He'd learn what a terrible person his mother was. I laid down on my side. My breasts piled together. My hips wiggled from side to side.

Why couldn't I find the courage to love my son? To have Clint's confidence to talk about it to the entire nation.

* * *

April 9th, 2027 -- Clinton "Clint" Elliston III

"That's why you got to show your work, Hikaru," I said. "So we can know where you got your answer wrong."

"But it's so boring writing all of that out, Dad," Hikaru said. She was ten like her sister Christie. They were growing up so fast. I couldn't believe it had been over a decade since I started loving her mother. Both their mothers.

"You probably forgot to carry the two here," Christie said. She shoved her work over. They were close, born only an hour apart. The same age. They were my first two children. "See."

"I did?" Hikaru said. She had the glossy-black hair of her mother, her face not nearly as Japanese, but with that pale-olive hue. Christie's hair was a vibrant brown. It had been blonde when she was younger but it had darkened as she grew up.

Melody remained the only natural blonde in the family.

I was sitting in my daughters' room. It was a few hours after my naughty fun with my little sister Alicia. Now I was helping my two daughters on their math homework. I tried to do parenting with all my children a few times a week. It was difficult with so many of them. Of course, Christie and Hikaru were getting to the age where they could start taking care of the younger children, being big sisters to them.

The door opened and their mothers walked in, Melody hugging Pam from behind. They looked excited.

"Well?" I asked as Hikaru began going through her math work with Christie who whispered advice and help.

"They're brother and sister," Melody said. "Not married at all but not faking it."

"Oh, they'll be faking that they're married once I'm done with them," Pam said, a big smile on her face. "They're perfect."

"Yes, they are," Melody purred, peering over Pam's shoulder. "They're coming over for dinner tomorrow. We can start easing them into our lifestyle. Oh, they'll have such beautiful babies. They're both cute."

I glanced at Melody.

She gave me an innocent grin back. She was in a playful mood.

"Can you help your sister with the rest, Christie?" I asked, giving her a kiss on the head.

"Yeah, Dad," she said. "Are you, mommy, and mommy Pam going to be doing sex stuff?"

"What do you know about sex stuff?" I asked her. "Has your Grandma Vicky been teaching that?" Vicky had retired a few years ago from teaching college. She, with my mother, homeschooled our children. It was easier than risking them blabbing in public school. My children from the Campo sisters and from the three Mihara women were also taught by them.

"She started teaching Christie and me health," said Hikaru, her nose wrinkling. "Boys thingies look funny."

"Does yours look like that, Dad."

"You won't think it looks funny when you're eighteen," Melody said. "Now, we're going to go do sex stuff. You two get your homework done or there'll be no dessert for either of you."

Christie rolled her eyes. I'd never seen her do that before. They were getting older. About to be preteens. What would it be like when they were hormonal teenagers?

Pam and Melody pulled me out of the room and then both slipped their arms around mine as we descended down the stairs from the attic room. We were heading to our bedroom, my wives both giggling like they were a decade younger, schoolgirls again.

They were excited.

The moment we were in my bedroom, they started ripping off their clothing. Pam's blouse came off, her round tits heaving in her bra. Her black hair danced about her round face. She grinned at me, her slanted eyes sparkling.

"Our new neighbors are perfect to seduce into incest," Pam moaned. "I'll butter them up. Get them to admit their desires, then we'll let them know about us. Let them know how beautiful it can be."

"You are a master at it," I said. How many women had Pam seduced into incest through her practice? We'd made a number of naughty videos that she used, roleplay scenarios with my mother or sisters. Alicia had played my daughter in one that had been so hot.

Plus, Pam invited me over to have sex with a few of them. There was one girl who'd been fighting with her mother... That had been a fun romp. Now she loved both her mother, father, and brother, the family bonded tight together.

"You're an incest Picasso, Pam," Melody said. She unfastened her bra, her tits spilling out. "Mmm, the way you lead people on. You'd make a great trial lawyer. I'd bet you'd trip people up on the stand and get them to admit to a bunch of crazy stuff."

Pam wrinkled her nose. "I don't know how you two stand all that legal crap. It makes my head throb."

I shrugged. "It's the best way to get incest and bigamy legalized. Another month, and we'll be dropping the lawsuit. Start getting the courts involved." I grinned. "We're in the Ninth District. The most liberal appellate circuit in the country. If we can't get it done here, it's impossible."

"Yes, yes, we're going let the entire country know about the joys of incest!" Melody moaned as she wiggled out of her shorts and panties in one go. Her shaved pussy appeared, cuntlips thick and gleaming with cream. "Look at how wet I am. I'm just picturing that brother and sister over there thinking about each other, wanting to get wild. To bang."

"Yes!" gasped Pam. "Like reading those fan letters we get."

"I think Alicia masturbates as she goes through them," I said. "I swear, some of those printouts she gives me to read have pussy juices stains on them." When Alicia wasn't pretending to be naughty, little girl, she was my secretary. She handled all the requests for guest appearances on news shows. She was turning into quite the PR champion.

Everyone in the family worked, whether it was Zoey and Stefani as masseuses down at the Lady Touch Massage Parlor or Lee as their receptionist, to Mrs. Hiragawa running her pharmacy, or Melody with her job at a high-powered law firm, we brought in the bucks. I worked for Elisabet Reenburg along with her son, Sean. We would change the world from that law office.

"Should we call someone up?" asked Pam as she pulled Melody onto the bed. "Someone to spice things up."

I grinned as I watched my half-sisters writhing together. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and sent a text message. The two shuddered and shivered, staring at me with eager delight. They started tribbing each other as they wondered who I texted.

A soft knock rapped on the door then it opened and Pam's mother swept in. Mrs. Hiragawa was a mature and sensual version of Pam. The older Japanese woman, one of my father's old lovers, pulled off the simple sundress she wore to reveal her S&M wear beneath. A corset lifted her round breasts into two lush mounds while leaving her shaved twat exposed. She adjusted the glasses perched on her nose as she fell to her knees before me and unzipped my shorts.

"Master," she purred and drew them down. "What do you require of me?"

"Get our man ready to fuck us!" moaned Pam. "I want him hard and ready to fuck our cunts, Mommy-slut!"

"Yes, Mistress," Mrs. Hiragawa purred, eager to obey her daughter.

"Yes," Melody moaned, rolling on top of Pam. Her shaved pussy rubbed into Pam's trimmed bush. Their hips wiggled together, the pair tribbing each other.

I ripped off my t-shirt as Mrs. Hiragawa sucked my cock into her mouth. She stared up at me with such hunger in her slanted eyes. She had darker-olive skin than her daughter, who was half-Caucasian even if she didn't look it. Mrs. Hiragawa bobbed her head, sucking hard on my dick.

My cock throbbed in her mouth. I loved the feel of her lips sliding up and down me as I stared at my half-sisters--my sexy wives--grinding together. I would make bigamy legal. And incest. I would marry all the women in my harem. My sex slaves. Zoey and Stefani. My little princess.

My daughters when they became adults. The ones who didn't want to marry one of their brothers, that was. I had to leave my sons some incestuous pussy to enjoy.

I studied Pam's pussy and Melody's. They were both off birth control. Ever since last December, Pam had wanted another child. I think we were ready to handle a second round of children being born.

Once it started, all my women would want to have another one of my children. So it would be another burst of babies all over the house. At least older children could help.

My dick throbbed in Mrs. Hiragawa's mouth. She slid up and down my shaft, sucking hard. Melody's ass flexed. She wiggled her hips, grinding her clit into Pam's furred muff. They both moaned, both so excited.

"We're going to seduce them into incest!" moaned Pam. "They're going to be so hot when they bang."

"They're going to make babies!" panted Melody. "Incest babies! Those are just the cutest!"

Mrs. Hiragawa moaned around my cock, sucking hard like she agreed. Her tongue danced over my crown. I groaned, my hand sliding through her hair. I gripped her head, savoring how her mouth worked up and down my cock. She sucked and bobbed with hunger.

I would fire so much jizz into her mouth.

"Come breed us, bro!" moaned Melody. "You got to be ready for our pussies."

"Yes, yes, my mommy-slut has you fluffed and ready to fuck us hard!" moaned Pam. "Just slide into my cunt covered in my mother's saliva."

"Ooh, that's hot!" gasped Melody. "If my mom was home, I'd have her do that. Next time she sucks your cock, Clint, you have to slam it into my pussy coated in her saliva. It's like she's indirectly eating out my cunt!"

I chuckled at that. I glanced down at Mrs. Hiragawa. She stared up at me with all that lust and passion in her eyes. I pulled out of her mouth, my cock sliding out coated in her saliva. A line connected us, a thin strip of spittle that snapped after a moment.

"Thank you, slave," I said. "For your reward, find Lee and make her eat you to an orgasm. You may have up to three and pee in her mouth if you like. She's not to masturbate at all."

"Yes, Master," she moaned and grabbed her sundress. "Please, breed my daughter and your sister. I want to be a grandmother again."

I winked at her.

I marched to the bed as she rose and dressed in the background. The two women I loved most writhed together, their cunts stacked on the other, just begging of me to fuck them both. To pump my cum into them both and breed them.

I mounted the bed, my saliva-soaked dick bobbing before me. The neighbors across the street sounded perfect. Everyone who lived on our block new the value of incest. Pam had helped several families comes to grip with their love for each other.

"Fuck us, bro!" moaned Melody, wiggling her hips. "Breed your sisters! You're such a stud!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" gasped Pam. "Breed us."

I thrust a pillow beneath Pam's ass, lifting both their cunts. Then I aimed my cock at her black-furred muff. Dripping in her mother's saliva, I rammed to the hilt in her twat. I pressed into her, my bush rubbing into Melody's shaved twat. Her juices soaked my bush while Pam's snatch squeezed around my cock.

I pumped my hips forward. I buried hard and deep into my sister-wife's cunt. I thrust away at her, my cock burying hard and fast into her hot flesh over and over. The pleasure rippled through my body. I drank in the wonderful experience of burying my cock deep and hard into my sister's pussy.

Then I ripped out, adjusted, and plunged into a different incestuous twat.

"Oh, yes, yes, fuck her cunt hard, brother!" Pam moaned as my balls smacked into her furred muff. "Breed her! Ram that dick into her! I love it when you fuck her!"

"So do I!" Melody moaned, squeezing her cunt around me. "Damn, stud, you're turned on! You really want to breed us."

"I do!" I groaned. "I want more daughters!"

"Yes, yes!" Pam gasped. "We'll give you daughters! We love giving our brother daughters!"

"It's just the best!" Melody groaned, her pussy squeezing around me. "I want you to kno--"

I ripped out of her cunt and she broke off into a moan of disappointment. But I had another sister to love.

I buried into Pam's pussy. My bush smacked into Melody's cunt while Pam's hot depths welcomed me. Her silky twat squeezed around me as I pumped away at her snatch. I thrust hard and fast. I buried deep into her. Hard. I fucked her, the pressure building and building at the tip of my cock.

Then I switched back to Melody's pussy. She squealed in delight, her sandy-blonde hair dancing. She squirmed atop our sister-wife. Their moans echoed through the room. I plundered my sexy sister's cunt.

Switched pussies.

Pam's fingers scratched down Melody's back. My Japanese sister moaned and gasped as I buried into her over and over. I fucked her with hard strokes. My cock plowed hard into her. Deep. I slammed into her fertile depths, her cunt squeezing around my cock.

I went back and forth between their snatches, reveling in the feel of both my sisters. Their pussy creams mixed together. It felt so right as I plowed into their cunts. I fucked them hard and fast. I buried to the hilt in them both, bringing us all closer and closer to that moment of eruption.

"Yes, yes, yes!" gasped my Melody. "Breed us."

"Fire that cum in us!" whimpered Pam.

"I'm going to knock you both up!" I growled, thrusting away hard and fast. "You're going to be big and round with my daughters together!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Melody howled as I buried into her cunt.

She came.

Her pussy writhed and spasmed around my cock. Her flesh convulsed with wild delight. I groaned as I buried deep and hard into her cunt. My back arched. I stroked Melody's hips as I savored her pussy sucking at my dick.

Then I ripped out of her. Juices bathed me from her cunt as I fucked into Pam. I pounded her hard, loving the feel of her cunt squeezing around me. She whimpered and moaned. Her fingers grabbed Melody's ass, gripping those cheeks tight.

"Clint! Clint!" gasped Pam, her pussy growing hotter.