Incestuous Harem's Passion Ch. 17

I shuddered as she unzipped my skirt. Not a single one of his women had cracked tonight. That was unusual. With that many defendants, someone was always bound to want to serve themselves. Screw over others. No resentment among his women. He was fucking them all, and they were loyal to him. Even Juana here.

How many other friends did he have out there? He knew many rich and powerful people. Influential people. How far did his tendrils reach? Did he really have a way out of this, or was he just lying to Juana and his family?

Arrogant people could be so good at telling their lies that they started to believe them. They could string along scams for years knowing that one day they would collapse but still being unable to stop themselves from maintaining the lie.

My skirt fell off my legs. "And matching panties," cooed Juana. Her fingers dipped into the gray thong I wore. If I knew I would be having this day, I wouldn't have worn something so skimpy. She yanked it down off of me and breathed in deeply.

"Mmm, pretty lady, you need your daughter, don't you?"

"Yes," I moaned. "So much."

"Then let's go say hi to her." She rose and took my hand.

Juana led me through my house with the same bold confidence she had at her massage parlor. Her curvy rump swayed before me, her dark hair spilled down around her shoulders, little ringlets dancing around her side. Down the hallway. My bedroom door was open. Candlelight danced and flickered. My pussy clenched. I needed my daughter. My Laurita.

I shuddered as I stepped into the room to find Laurita being oiled up by Carmelita. The older Campo sister, her large breasts swaying, smeared the gleaming, sweet-smelling massage oil across my daughter's golden-brown flesh.

I groaned in delight, drinking the sight of Laurita. She was tall and slender, her black hair loose and spilling over my pillows. Her small breasts rose and fell, her legs spread, her gleaming pussy aimed right at me, bald and tight slit. She had a tattoo of a flaming heart on her right hip coated in the glistening oil.

"Mom," she said.

"My little mermaid," I cooed, staring at her in hunger. My pussy clenched. "Oh, your mother has had a long day."

"Big case?" she asked and then shuddered as Carmelita massaged her small breasts, kneading my daughter's firm titties. Laurita bit her lower lip and sighed.

"The biggest," I said, drawn to the bed by my daughter's beautiful pussy. I had to eat her out. To remind me what this all was for.

Her.

I breathed in deeply, the sweet scent of oils unable to hide the spicy scent of my daughter's pussy. I slide naked onto the bed, my round breasts swaying. My cunt burned with need. I breathed in her musk as I came closer and closer to her.

"You just relax, Mom," cooed Laurita. "We have our masseuses here to relax us away. Isn't that nice of them?"

"They're just... dedicated to their friends," I said. My daughter didn't need to know the peril we were in. "Mmm, I'm going to eat you out. I need to feast on you."

"Of course, Mom," she said and giggled. "You know, I might bring my boyfriend one day. Would you like to have a threesome again? Enjoy some cock, too."

I hesitated. "Is that wise? I mean..."

"Oh, well, he's been fucking his mother since he turned eighteen," she said. "You know, inspired by Clint Elliston's talks."

That made me pause. Was his influence spreading?

"Come lick my pussy, Mom, while Carmelita massages my titties!"

Laurita's words dragged me back to the naughty fun. I leaned my head down. My hands slid up her sleek thighs, stroking her. Then I pressed my face right into my daughter's cunt. I thrust my tongue into her spicy depths. I fluttered around in her. I teased her. My tongue danced and fluttered through her wonderful folds.

I loved the taste of her. The wonderful, spicy aroma of my daughter's pussy. I brought this sweet thing into the world. Now she gave me pleasure. She was such a sweet thing. So beautiful. Gorgeous. She was perfect.

And tasted divine.

I closed my eyes and forgot about everything. I just needed to focus on this delicious and spicy pussy right here. My daughter's cunt. I had to lick and lap at her. Make her cum. Drown in her juices. I could forget about it all.

"Mom!" she groaned, her hips rotating. "Oh, yes, she's just licking me."

"Yes, she is, pretty girl," Carmelita cooed, her fingers sliding up to pinch my daughter's brown nipples.

Laurita gasped.

I fluttered my tongue up to my daughter's clit. I caressed it. Teased it. I thrust my fingers into her pussy's depths, two digits sliding into her silky walls. She gasped in delight, her twat squeezing around me. She whimpered and moaned, loving it.

The bed shifted behind me as I fingered my daughter and nursed on her clit. Then a rubbery tip rubbed into my butt-cheek. I shuddered, feeling the dildo sliding across my rump and then nuzzle into my twat's lips.

Juana thrust.

I groaned.

This wonderful heat swept through me. I moaned into Laurita's pussy as Juana fucked a dildo into me. A strap-on. Her crotch smacked into my flesh. I whimpered, my boobs jiggling. I jammed my fingers deep into my daughter's twat as Juana drew back the toy.

"Yes, yes, fuck my mom!" gasped Laurita. "Ooh, and she's got her fingers so deep in my cunt!"

"Of course she does, pretty girl!" Juana moaned, thrusting ahead again. She plowed that dildo deep into me. "She loves you. She would do anything for you, right, pretty lady?"

"Yes!" I moaned, my cunt clenching down on the dildo burying to the hilt in me. "Anything, Laurita!"

I fluttered my tongue against my daughter's clit. I thrust my fingers in and out of her cunt. I teased her. I drove her wild. She whimpered and moaned, her body trembling on the bed. Her twat squeezed around my digits plunging into her cunt's depths. She whimpered, her moans so sexy and cute.

I loved the sound she made. I reveled in them. My fingers thrust forward deep into her twat. I loved every moment of burying my digits into her juicy cunt. I enjoyed licking and lapping at her clit, too. Then I sucked on her bud.

"Mom!" she howled.

"Make that cute daughter cum, pretty lady!" Juana moaned, her hands sliding up and down my sides, fingernails lightly scratching me.

Shivers ran across my sensitive skin.

"Yes, yes, Mom! I want that! I want to cum."

"Mmm, of course you do, pretty girl!" cooed Carmelita. "What daughter wouldn't?"

"Yes," I moaned and then caressed her clit. "Cum on my face, my little mermaid."

She shuddered as I caressed her bud. I teased her. She gasped, her thighs squeezing about my face and her cunt clamping down on my digits thrusting in and out of her. Her moans echoed through the room. She gasped, quivering, Carmelita pinching my daughter's nipples.

And the entire time, Juana fucked me hard. She buried her dildo into my snatch again and again. She hammered me. She rammed so hard into me. So deep. It was incredible. I groaned, clenching down on that amazing dildo as it reamed out my cunt. I wiggled my hips, working them from side to side as she fucked me with passion.

Hard thrusts that would make my mind melt.

Have me screaming my head off in rapture.

I licked and lapped at my daughter's pussy, my tongue dancing around my fingers plunging into her snatch. Her pussy clenched around me. Her body trembled. She moaned then gasped as Carmelita ducked her head down and sucked on an oiled nipple.

"Yes!" my daughter howled as her pussy convulsed around my digits.

I savored the feel of my little girl's twat spasming around my fingers. Her pussy rippled. Writhed. Her passion gushed out of her, spicy juices that my tongue was eager to lap up. I drank them, savoring them. I could drown in them.

I had to save Clint so I could keep licking and lapping at my daughter's cunt.

Juana rammed the dildo into my pussy. My cunt clenched down around the toy, drinking in the friction and mixing it with the wild rush caused by feasting on my daughter's cunt. I shuddered and then burst with my own orgasmic delight.

"Mother of God, yes!" I howled, my pussy convulsing around the toy.

"We're both coming, aren't we, Mom?" my daughter howled.

"We are, my little mermaid!"

I licked and lapped up her cream, the pleasure drowning my mind. The ecstasy flooded out of my pussy. I groaned through the pleasure. The stars burst across my vision. My daughter's bucking slowed. Her orgasm died as mine hit that wonderful peak.

The Campo sisters would be here for us. To relax us from the stresses of this case. It would be hard, but maybe Clint could find a way to change everything. To get off from these charges. Perhaps I was deluding myself, so desperate to believe so I could keep enjoying my daughter's beautiful pussy.

Her sexy body.

I even wanted to have a threesome with her boyfriend. I hadn't had a cock in some time. And maybe we could meet his mother and we could share our children and watch their love blossom. Wild fantasies danced through my mind.

They were only possible if Clint Elliston won.

* * *

Jaiden Walsh

I sat on the bus, my shift over. I was exhausted. My empty apartment awaited me. I hadn't seen my sister in a year. Not since our mother caught us fucking and kicked me out of the house. She threatened to send me to prison.

Incest was illegal. I was Black, so the police would bury my ass.

I glanced at my phone, seeing all the news reports of Clint Elliston's downfall. If that White boy couldn't get away with it, what hope was there for me? I leaned back, my mind aching, missing my little sister. I wanted her back so bad.

* * *

Alysha Walsh

"How's your homework going?" Mom asked.

"Fine," I muttered, hardly able to look at her. I was still so pissed at her. And scared.

"You see who got arrested today?" she demanded. "Clint Elliston and his whole perverted family. That could have been you if I hadn't stopped your--"

"I'm not in the mood to fight," I muttered. "So don't say anything bad about Jaiden."

She glared at me.

"You don't even care that we hate you, do you?" I slammed my book shut. "We were happy, Mom. All you had to do was let us love each other."

"That wasn't love! That was lust! Your brother is a filthy beast who preyed upon you! He lied to you and--"

"He's not a loser like Dad!" I roared at her. "God, just get out of my room! I'm doing my homework. Okay!"

I couldn't wait until I could move out. Find my brother. My mother could go to hell. They all could. I would have him. I didn't care if society thought it was wrong. Or if Clint Elliston got arrested for it. We won't be stupid. Won't be blathering about legalizing incest to the world.

I'd have my brother's babies and rub it in my mother's face!

* * *

Catherine Nicholson

My brother ripped my pants down as I leaned over the very interrogation desk that Clint had sat at with his lawyer. Detectives Nelson and Savage had cleared out, leaving it free for my brother and me to use. We hadn't had sex in hours.

We were addicted to it. To each other. I couldn't get enough of him. I could ride his cock all day.

This was so risky. We could go home. His apartment. Mine. It didn't matter, but we were here. At the county jail. In our uniforms. Cops from a dozen municipalities, sheriff deputies, corrections officers, and civilian employees could walk in on us. The cleaning crew could burst in on my brother lining his cock up at my pussy.

"Fuck me!" I hissed, wanting to drown out the guilt in me. My brother and I were no better than Clint and his women. Last night, they had trusted us. Showed us the passion Isaac and I could have. "Pound that cock into me."

Isaac rammed hard into me.

I gasped in delight, my pussy clenching down on my brother's cock. Footsteps thudded down the concrete flooring of the hallway, passing our room as he drew back. I savored the incestuous rush. The wicked delight.

This was my brother's cock in me. His dick reaming me. Fucking me. Giving me all the bliss I could ever want. I groaned, clenching down on him. I reveled in his cock plunging over and over into my pussy.

He fucked me hard. Fast.

He rammed his cock into me with such passion. He gave me all the bliss that I needed and craved. I groaned, loving every second of him plowing into me. Thrusting hard. Fast. My nipples throbbed in my bra, trapped by my bulletproof vest and my uniform's blouse.

"Fuck, Cat!" he groaned. "You're so wet!"

"Hours!" I moaned. "It's been hours of waiting and aching for you! Oh, cum in me, then take me home and fuck me some more!"

"Yes!" he snarled. "I might just fuck you in the back of my patrol car!"

"Ooh, that sounds hot!" I panted. "Right in the jail's parking lot. That would be so hot!"

"Yes!"

He rammed so hard into me. I needed this so badly. My orgasm was building faster and faster. Every hard thrust of his cock into me united our flesh. We came from the same womb. Had the same father. His blood was mine.

We were one.

I squeezed down around him, understanding why Clint fucked all his sisters. Why they loved each other as a family. This was intense. A rush to enjoy. I shuddered as Isaac's cock plunged hard into my pussy. Fast. Powerful strokes that had my pussy blazing with heat.

His balls smacked heavily into my clit. My bud burst with sparks. They showered through me. I groaned and gasped. My heart pounded faster and faster. My hips rotated from side to side, stirring around his cock. It was incredible to enjoy.

"Isaac!"

"Cat! I know! Let me feel that pussy spasming around my dick! Let me feel your passion!"

"Yes!" My cunt clamped down on my brother's cock. I savored that wonderful and wild delight. My body trembled. The heat swept through my body as his dick rammed to the hilt in me. The friction set me off.

I came on my brother's cock.

The wonderful waves of incestuous bliss washed out of my cunt. They inundated my mind, bathing my thoughts in euphoria. My twat convulsed and spasmed around his dick, sucking at him as he drew back.

"Give it to me!" I hissed. "Your seed!"

"Fuck, yes!" he growled and slammed into me.

His cum erupted. Hard and fast pulses of jizz that matched our wild fucking. My moans echoed through the room. They reverberated back and forth. My head swayed. Stars danced before my eyes. I trembled, my cunt milking his cock.

His seed filled me to the hilt. I quivered, enjoying every moment of his cum brimming in my cunt. I felt dizzy. A huge smile crossed my lips as I swayed there. I breathed heavily, quivering on his cock and floating on my orgasm.

I loved having my brother's cock and cum in me.

I panted as my brother fired the last of his cum out into my pussy. I shuddered and then groaned as he pulled out of me. It was such a wild fuck. His cum leaked out of me. I couldn't wait until we got home and could make love in his bed. Mine.

Didn't matter which. I just wanted him to hold me.

We drew up our clothing fast. Now that the rush of fucking was gone, the possibility of getting caught swelled in us. I buttoned and zipped up my pants. I drew on my gun belt as my brother adjusted his. He looked so handsome, hair buzzed short, face flushed.

I cupped his rugged face and kissed my big, sexy brother. After we finished, I whispered, "Love you."

He grinned at me.

We stepped out of the holding cell into the hallway like we belonged. We were just two cops exiting a room. No big deal.

"Crossed that line yet, Officers?" a purring voice asked. "Have a good, productive meeting?"

I jumped to see Clint's lawyer, Elisabet Reenburg, saunter by. The older woman, a blonde cougar with long legs, didn't even stop. She had a knowing way to her walk. My stomach curdled. She knew we were fucking.

Which meant Clint knew.

"Fuck," my brother muttered.

* * *

Melody Elliston

I slumped into the holding cell in the Yolo County Jail. Pam rushed up to me and hugged me fiercely. My sister came up next and my mom. They were all in this one. The others must be in the other holding cell for women or were still being interrogated.

My mind ached. I was sore, hungry, and thirsty. I had to pee, the damned detectives holding me in there on purpose, making me as uncomfortable as possible. It was clear they wanted me to break. To just confess.

"We know you're his half-sister and not his cousin," said the detective, a tall, Black man. He was one of a dozen or more that had descended on us. "That you're having sex with your sisters. Your mother and aunt. I get it. It's exciting. I can't blame you for wanting it. I know it's stupid that it's illegal. I'm sure you just want to shout out to the world, let everyone know that it's right. This is your chance."

"Don't comment," Rex Carson had said, one of the partners at my firm. "I'm advising my client to remain silent."

So I did. For hours.

"How did you hold up?" I asked them. "Lee."

She drew her fingers around her mouth like she was zipping them up.

"Mom?"

"I've had more discomfort from your father in the dungeon," she said. "I'll be fine."

"We're not cracking," Pam said. "Though their interrogation techniques were interesting. Ego up and reframing techniques were all being used, but there were subtle lies, too. That you had confessed. That it would go badly if I was the only one who didn't talk. Effective if we were alone."

"You don't think anyone would have?" Lee asked.

"And let Clint down?" I demanded. "Or each other?" Only Stefanie worried me, but she loved Zoey. "We have our plan. Just focus on that."

"And what about Clint?" asked Mom. She glanced at the cinder block wall. "He's not going to have anyone with him in his cell. Not anyone he knows."

"He'll be fine," Pam said with supreme confidence. "You'll see. Tomorrow at our arraignment, he'll be standing tall. We're getting through this together. We're a family. We just have to stick to the plan and trust things are going right."

I nodded. My heart thundered in my chest. Worry for my daughter, all our sons and daughters, ate at me. They must be so scared. They would be in the State's custody by now, even the ones Alicia dropped off at the Miharas. Even if we were released on bail, California wouldn't let us come anywhere near our children. Social workers would talk to them. Try to get them to turn on us. See if we had done anything to them.

They were so young. We hadn't touched them. Didn't have sex in front of them. It was the one part of the plan that scared me. I had to believe this would work. Clint and I had discussed our legal strategy many times. What we had to do. We had Pam to guide us. We just had to navigate through a perilous forest full of landmines. Go around the wrong tree, and we'd be destroyed.

But if we found that right path, the right people to guide us, this was our chance to change everything.

* * *

Clinton "Clint" Ellison II

I stared up at the ceiling of my holding cell, the bench hard and uncomfortable beneath me. I squirmed on it, my chest rising and falling. There were others around me, most trying to sleep, but a few were talking in the corners. Drunks. Petty thieves. A man who'd robbed a convenient store at gunpoint.

I ignored them as my mind raced. I should sleep, but I couldn't. My thoughts wouldn't let me. Worry rippled through me. When I decided to change society, to get bigamy and incest legalized, I knew I was risking my entire family. That I could be sacrificing them for my ambition.

I just wanted everyone else to have the same joy as me.

During my time in college, I saw how incest spread. How my fellow students and professors discovered the joys of loving those closest to them. Fathers and daughters. Brothers and sisters. Or sisters and sisters. Mothers and sons and daughters. Families loving each other.