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This is a revised version of the story that I published on Smashword starting back in 2014. It is rewritten with much-added material. However, I did have to age up some of the characters so no one is underage in this version.

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Monday, August 7th, 2073 – Chasity “Chase” Glassner – The Sierra Nevada, CA

The sun was hot as I crossed the mountain meadow. One of the cows had broken through the fence and wandered far from the cabin. The long summer had begun drying out the grass, turning greens to golds. I wiped at my brow and scanned the tree line a mile away for the missing heifer with a pair of broken binoculars. One of the lenses was cracked—Rex had dropped it last year—but the other still worked.

Nothing.

How far had this stupid cow wandered?

I shifted the quiver of arrows dangling from my belt and headed out across the meadow, cursing Rex beneath my breath. He should have fixed the fence last night like I told him to. Then the cow would still be in her pen.

My younger half-siblings could be a pain. At eighteen, I had thought they were mature enough to be trusted with simple chores. Instead of fixing the fence, that boy was probably mooning after Queenie, the oldest daughter of the panhandler that worked the valley over from us.

Rex took after our father. He had grown up with the same boyish face, piercing eyes, and manly build, though his skin had a darker cast from Isabella, his Hispanic mother. Reina didn’t have as much of our father in her face, though she did have his blue eyes. She had grown into a pretty thing, skinny and perky, a sultry grin always on her lips.

I had seen her cast eyes on my boyfriend Joab, and she was blossoming into a little vixen. Our father’s blood pumped as hotly through her veins as mine.

Despite the hassle of searching for the missing cow, I did love the Sierra Nevada. There was a remote, austere beauty to them. Not as lush or green as the mountains of Washington, but just as solitary. Here, I wasn’t constantly reminded of the pain and misery my deeds had caused.

The world had suffered the last nineteen years, though things were beginning to stabilize into the new normality. Between my parents stifling technological growth and knowledge for forty years and the wars that consumed the world in the wake of their deaths, mankind had backslid. At least in the Americas.

I was told there were still working power plants in Europe around Rome.

After rescuing Rex and Reina from those bigoted, misguided Christians, I settled in the nearby mountains. It was a hard life, but I managed. I did have certain skills—the ability to travel instantaneously around the world on the Light—that kept us supplied. I’d settled us in an abandoned cabin I found beside the Truckee River and raised my twin siblings.

Most of the time, I was actually happy. But my despair always lurked, a shadow in the recesses of my mind that could swallow me up at a moment’s notice. If it wasn’t for the twins, there were times I would have just laid out in the snow and let winter bury me.

But I couldn’t.

I had to raise my siblings. But they were getting more and more self-sufficient. I expected Rex and Queenie to marry in another year, and Reina would find some guy to make her happy. Then they wouldn’t need me any longer.

I tried not to think about that, driving back the growing shadow.

I was halfway across the meadow when the wind shifted and the overwhelming stench of sour sweat and shit slammed into me. I froze, my heart hammering as I shifted to my right, knocking an arrow and preparing to draw my bow.

The wild men burst out of the brush with a loud whoop. I let out a startled yelp, struggling to think. There hadn’t been bandits roaming the Sierra Nevada in a decade. These men were brutish, smeared with dirt, their beards and hair wild and gnarled with twigs and leaves.

I loosed an arrow.

It sailed over their heads. My hands shook as I drew another. Metal flashed, each raider drawing rusty, long knives. They howled almost like beasts. I fumbled to knock the second arrow, the men crossing the ground far faster than I thought possible.

Shadow burst between them.

I rarely saw the demon. It only appeared when I ran into trouble. Once, it had killed a hungry bear that decided I would make a fine dinner, and this would be the third set of raiders it had killed to defend me. The wild men howled in pain as the demon tore into them.

I shuddered as viscera and limbs went flying, crimson painting the golden grass. I turned my back from the massacre. These men deserved it. They were murderers and rapists. They would have hurt me before they were finished, then tracked my trail back to the cabin and the twins. They had to die.

I just wish they wouldn’t scream so loud.

My hands trembled as I began to undress. My protector would want satisfaction after he finished. Despite the violence, my pussy already itched, eager to feel his girth stretching me out. No man filled me up as much as Shadow did.

I cared for Joab, maybe even loved him, but he could never make me this wet.

My nipples were hard, warming beneath the shining sun. The screams had died behind me; my demon lover had finished protecting me. I knelt on my hands and knees, shuddering, my pussy clenching in desire as Shadow stalked to me.

His tentacles were the first to touch me, sliding up and down my back, caressing my ass, and slipping between my legs to rub at my shaved pussy. I shuddered, pleasant sensations bursting through me as the demon played with my labia.

Other tentacles slithered about my side. They crossed my flesh as they reached up my stomach to my breasts. I shuddered at their touch. This wicked delight shot through me. He caressed my clit, sparks bursting through me.

“Yes,” I moaned as the tentacles wrapped around my tits, squeezing them together. The tentacles slithered up my breasts and reached my nipples. “Mmm, you know what I need, Shadow.”

The demon snarled, his breath hot on my naked pussy.

He never said much. He didn’t need to.

I gasped as the tentacles parted my labia, spreading my cunt open. His tongue licked at my folds. He started at my clit and slid all the way up to my asshole. I gasped in delight, my bud sparking with pleasure, my sphincter tingling.

I loved the way his tongue could caress every part of my pussy at once.

He concentrated on my asshole, rimming my sour sphincter. I wiggled, my breasts clenched in his massaging embrace. One of the tentacles parting my pussy folds pressed inside me. I groaned as he fucked it in and out of my twat, stimulating me.

“Oh, Shadow, yes,” I groaned, my excitement building and building.

The second tentacle slithered into my snatch. They both pumped in and out of me while his tongue swirled around my asshole. He bathed my sphincter. It felt so naughty. His leathery muzzle rubbed against my asscheeks as he feasted.

He pressed his tongue against my sphincter. My anal ring parted for his thick appendage. I shuddered as his thick tongue thrust into my bowels, stirring a hot heat through me. I pushed back into his lapping tongue as his tentacle worked in and out of my pussy’s depths. They were a taste for the feast that was to come: his massive cock.

I bucked my hips, my fingers biting into the sere grass as he fucked my asshole with his tongue. His tentacles wrapped tighter about my tits, squeezing my pliant flesh. My nipples ached and throbbed as the appendages wrapped around my tits played with my nubs. They bated my nipples back and forth.

“Ooh, you’re such a tease, Shadow, and…” My words trailed off as he thrust a third tentacle into my pussy. “Shadow!”

He plunged the three tentacles in and out of my pussy. He thrust them in deep, letting them marinate inside of me. I groaned, my pussy squeezing down on the three tentacles. They each had their own teasing rhythm, my flesh drinking in the wicked delight while his tongue swirled through my asshole.

“Yes!” I hissed. “Keep eating my ass. Make me cum! I love it! Oh, Shadow! Oh, yes! Oh, fucking yes!”

I bucked my hips back into his hungry mouth. My orgasm built fast. It swirled through me. This amazing treat. I shook my head, panting and groaning. My heart pounded in my chest. Heat surged through me. I groaned, my cunt clamping down on those three tentacles. They felt incredible in me.

I whimpered, his tongue reaching so deep into my bowels. Joab, or any other human, couldn’t reach that deep in me. I shuddered, my tits swaying. My nipples throbbed against his tentacles. Pleasure shot down to my pussy.

“Shadow,” I moaned. “Oh, yes, yes. That’s… it, and… Yes!”

I came.

My body spasmed. I squeezed my eyes shut, stars dancing across my dark vision. My pussy convulsed about his tentacles as my orgasm burst through me. I groaned and swayed, letting him ravish me. I threw back my head, gasping and moaning for the mountains to hear.

My asshole writhed around his tongue. His tentacle teased my pussy. I soaked them with my passion. The rapture surged through me. It bathed my brain in ecstasy. I arched my back, loving this pleasure.

“Oh, Shadow,” I groaned, eager for more.

Six tentacles wrapped about my waist and upper arms in a flash. They squeezed me. I shuddered, helpless as he lifted me up, my pussy still writhing about his pumping tentacle. My breasts heaved as he moved me. I gasped as Shadow rolled onto his back, his thick cock rising up from his black belly, throbbing with desire.

He held me over him now. I smiled, knowing what he wanted.

Shadow’s red-yellow eyes met mine, burning with lust. More tentacles seized my legs, spreading them apart. I didn’t fight. I could never fight Shadow’s lusts. I would let this demon do whatever depraved acts to me he wanted.

“Yes! Impale me on your cock!” I moaned as his tentacle ripped from my dripping sheath. He lowered me down to his jutting cock. I licked my lips, eager to feel it sliding into my depths. “Do it. Make me cum so hard.”

The demon impaled me down his shaft.

I screamed in delight as my pussy engulfed his massive cock. My cunt stretched, almost tearing. A shudder of pain and bliss ran through me as his hot cock stabbed into the depths of my cunt. It felt like he brushed my heart. I groaned, letting him bounce me up and down on his cock.

He worked me up and down his shaft, a living sex doll. My tits heaved in his tentacles embrace. They wrapped me up in shadowy passion. My twat clung to his thick dick, the friction driving me toward another orgasm.

“Use me!” I groaned. “That’s it! Oh, fuck! Use me! Cum in me! I love it, Shadow!”

His pink tongue lolled from his mouth. The tentacles bent me over, my tits jiggling. The tongue licked at my dangling breasts, the rough tongue caressing my nipple. I shuddered, tingles racing down to my pussy. Pleasure burst out of my twat as he worked me up and down that amazing dick.

He bathed my tits in his saliva. He licked over them. I shuddered at the wicked sensations. He gripped me, working me up and down his dick. My pussy drank in the friction as his hot tongue batted my nipple.

“Shadow!” I groaned. “Oh, fuck, I’m going to cum on your dick!”

His tongue slid up my breast to my neck, leaving a trail of heat behind. He climbed higher, licking over my chin. He brushed my lips. I moaned, opening my mouth wide. His tongue thrust into my mouth. My lips brushed his snout, my tongue grappling with his.

He worked me up and down his dick faster and faster. My flesh drank in the friction. My clit throbbed on every downstroke. It was incredible. I moaned into the kiss, my body helpless, bound by his naughty tentacles.

I loved it.

Savored it.

My orgasm built faster and faster. His cock stimulated me. My breasts heaved in his tentacles’ embrace. I dueled with his massive tongue. I savored kissing the demon. My pussy clenched on his thick dick.

The friction increased my pleasure. Bliss built and built in me. I kissed him with such fervor. My body trembled. I whimpered. His tongue danced around inside my mouth. He teased every bit of me. He made me tremble.

I loved it.

He slammed me hard down his dick. His cock filled me. My clit throbbed against his leathery hide. The pleasure burst inside of me. I squealed into his lips as my orgasm burst through my body. Ecstasy rushed through my flesh.

My pussy writhed about his cock. I massaged his thick dick as the pleasure burst and exploded through me. I gasped and moaned, bucking as he used me. The rapture assaulted my mind. My body was awash in the bliss of his wonderful, demonic cock stabbing into my depths.

He kept fucking me up and down his shaft as my pussy spasmed. The tentacles tightened about me, biting into my flesh. A deep growl rumbled from his gullet. His cock throbbed inside me, the tip expanding.

I shuddered, squeezing my pussy down harder, eager for his blasts of cum.

The tentacles slammed me down his girth. His cock throbbed and swelled, stretching my pussy to the limit. My orgasm burst with even more intensity through me. A tsunami of ecstasy slammed into my mind.

His cum burst inside me. I threw back my head, breaking the kiss, and howled in delight as the hot cum fountained into my depths. My pleasure drove all thought out of my mind. I was just a ball of sexual bliss impaled onto a magnificent cock.

He spurted over and over into me. My pussy milked him as I writhed. My tits heaved in his embrace. Thick, hot jizz spurted into me again and again. It left me dizzy. My head shook from side to side, my body drinking in the pleasure.

And then Shadow was gone.

“Fuck!” I gasped. I fell onto the grass, landing on my hands and knees. His cum spilled out of my twat, the only bit of him that remained.

I panted as I rolled over onto my back. I stared up at the beautiful sky. A huge smile crossed my lips. My demonic lover never failed to please. I idly rubbed at the black spunk leaking out of me as I came down from my orgasmic high.

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Rex Glassner

“Hurry up,” Reina moaned as she straddled the fence, her long, blue skirts sliding up to expose her stocking-clad ankles as she ground herself on the long plank, her small breasts jiggling in her tight bodice.

I glanced at my twin, her impish, blue eyes twinkling at me. My cock hardened as she ground on the fence, little moans escaping her lips. I wished it was me she was humping right now. I adjusted myself and then went back to work.

“Let’s go, Rex!” she panted.

“I have to fix the fence,” I muttered. “Big sis is pissed with me.”

“But I’m horny,” she moaned. “I need you in me.”

You can fix the fence later, my lust whispered. Enjoy Reina’s body now.

“That’s why I didn’t fix the fence last night,” I said, fighting down my desire as I lifted the new plank. “It’ll only be a little bit longer.”

“Rex…” Reina panted. “Don’t make me wait.”

“But you’re so affectionate when you wait.”

“Ooh, you… I…” She shook her head.

I grinned, loving the way she squirmed.

My sister was one of the most beautiful women in the world. It was a toss-up between her, big sis, and Queenie. My twin was gorgeous with her smooth, tan cheeks, perky tits, and her bubbly ass, but Queenie had those wonderfully pillowy tits on her. Chase was gorgeous, but she didn’t have the innocence of Queenie or the vivacious playfulness of Reina.

I couldn’t decide who I loved: Queenie or Reina.

Nothing wrong with loving them both, my lust whispered, supplying depraved fantasies of enjoying both women at the same time.

But Queenie was a good girl. I had only managed to sneak a kiss from her. The girl’s parents were strict Christians, and she feared her father’s belt. What a shame. She had a body that demanded to be worshiped.

Sighing, I grabbed the hammer and pounded in the nail. Reina licked her lips, her fingers toying with the buttons of her bodice. The first one popped open. I paused, the nail only halfway driven in as my sister’s hands worked down her bodice, exposing her tan, creamy flesh, the slopes of her small breasts coming into sight.

Her nipples were pink and hard, thrusting from her small areolas. She had a wicked grin on her face as she stroked one, her finger circling it. My dick throbbed in my pants as I watched the hot sight, my blood boiling.

“Mmm, better hurry,” she purred, grinding harder on the fence. “If you take too long, brother dear, I’ll finish on the fence.”

I groaned and slammed the hammer onto the nail, driving it deep into the wood. I grabbed a second nail from the bucket, beating it in with vigor. I tried not to be distracted by my twin sister’s hard, pink nipple and her soft moans.

My cock throbbed hard in my pants.

I pounded the nail flush with the board. I dropped the hammer and declared, “Done!” I seized Reina. She gasped in shock as I yanked her off the fence and into my strong arms. “You’re mine!”

“Oh,” she yes, she moaned.

Giggling, she threw one arm around my neck and kissed me with a fierce passion. My heart beat faster as our lips melted together. I loved my twin. We were almost the same person. We had been together from the moment we were conceived.

It was only right that we love each other, even if the Church preached incest was wrong.

What’s so wrong about love?

Nothing.

My hands held her ass through her dress, kneading her as I kissed her tongue. We dueled together, tongues dancing and swirling. My dick throbbed in my trouser as she ground against it, her whimpers so sweet.

I had to take her.

“Oh, Rex,” moaned my sister, breaking the kiss as I lowered her down to the grass.

“My Reina,” I growled, pressing her down on her back.

We had been lovers for a few months, finally giving in to our lusts not long after our eighteenth birthday. Reina was a perfect woman. Playful, loving, and passionate. She melted my bones with a look, and when I was inside of her, uniting our flesh, I felt complete.

I wanted to make her my wife.

I wanted to make Queenie my wife.

Make them both your wives, suggested my lust.

Polygamy was another sin. But my father had multiple women. He had his wife, Mary, but he’d also had a whole army of women devoted to loving him. His sluts and maids. His bodyguards. Was it so wrong?

No. Especially when you can have a woman as loving as Reina.

I listened to my lust and kissed my sister with greedy hunger. She moaned beneath me, squirming. Her hands slid down my shirt and untucked the tails from my denim pants. She reached beneath it, her hands sliding across my bare skin to my back. She clawed at me as her hips humped into my crotch.

My cock throbbed as I dry-humped her. I kissed her with passion as my hands reached between us. As she scratched my back, my hands found her firm breasts. Her hard nipples. I rubbed her nubs and kneaded her tits.

“Oh, yes,” she moaned, breaking our kiss. “Rex!” Her voice was liquid passion as my fingers played with her nipples.

I loved the feel of them, but I wanted to be naked with her. I wanted to love her. I rose and ripped off my shirt. She bit her lip, moaning in appreciation as she stared at my torso. Her hands shot up to my muscular chest. I groaned as she traced the lines of pecs.

As she stroked me, stirring fire in me, I stared down at her smiling beauty. Her breasts rose as she breathed deeply. They were so entrancing. They beguiled my mind. I had to enjoy her. I leaned down and nipped her pink nipple.

“Rex!” Reina squealed in delight.

I loved her sound as I suckled at her nipple and nibbled on it. As I loved her nub, my hands were busy. She squirmed, helping me pull her dress off her shoulders and down her torso, baring her fully to the waist. She moaned and purred her appreciation as I sucked and nibbled on her nub.

It felt so right having her nipple in my mouth. I loved it. My tongue darted around her nub and areola, caressing her. She shuddered. Her head tossed from side to side. Her moans were wicked. Just the naughtiest sounds to hear.

“Mmm, you are so sexy,” Reina purred, stroking my short, dark-brown hair. “I have such a sexy brother.”

I popped my mouth off her nipple. “Oh, yeah?”

“Mmm, just a hunk,” she moaned.

Grinning, I had to prove it. I kissed down her breast to her stomach, my lips hungry to taste her spicy flavor. As I smooched across her belly, my hands hiked her skirt up her thighs. I pressed the fabric up her silky flesh.

She was naked beneath.

I rose up to appreciate the sight of her as she spread her thighs. Reina never bothered to wear her petticoats and bloomers. She loved the freedom of going without undergarments afforded. I groaned at the view of the shaved lips of her pussy, a triangle of brown hair right above her hard clit.

“Damn, that is a beautiful sight,” I muttered before I pressed my lips into her snatch.

The moment my lips made contact with her juicy folds, I licked through her slit. She gasped and moaned in delight. Her flesh was hot on my lips. Her juices were spicy and delicious. I groaned, the flavor melting on my tongue.

I loved this delight. I nuzzled into her, lapping through her folds. I explored everywhere as I loved her, tasting every bit of her spicy juices. She bucked, grinding her pussy lips against me. I gripped her thighs, holding her tight to my face.

“Oh, yes!” my twin groaned. “My brother is a stud! Eat me! Oh, yes! Oh, Rex! I love you!”

I winked at her as I licked through her pussy. My tongue danced everywhere, touching, caressing, making her whimper. I loved the sounds she made, how she shuddered. It was such a wicked delight to experience.

I plundered my tongue into her pussy’s depths. I swirled around in her, letting my tongue marinate in her depths. She humped against me, moaning in need. I could feel it. She needed more than my tongue in her cunt.

“Rex,” she gasped, bucking against me.

I lapped up from her hole to her clit. I danced around her bud as my hand moved. I slid it down her thighs until my digits rubbed at the hot folds of her pussy. Sucking hard on her clit, I thrust a pair of fingers into her depths.

“Oh, yes, yes!” she moaned, humping her hips. “That’s good! Ooh, you’re the best.”

Her praise swept through me. Her pussy squeezed down on my fingers as I suckled at her clit. Her hips spasmed as I pumped my fingers in and out of her sopping depths. Her silky flesh clung to my digits.

My cock throbbed in envy. I wanted to penetrate her. I loved to feel her flesh wrapped around my cock. The urge gripped me. Seized me. It swelled in me as I fingered her twat and loved her clit. I just wanted to rise up and ram into her, but I wanted to make her cum first.

I did love the way she gasped and moaned.

Reina’s small breasts heaved as her hips bucked. She tore at the grass, gasping. “Oh, Rex! Make me cum! Oh, yes!”

Her thighs squeezed about my head, holding me in place as she writhed. Her pussy grew hotter and hotter as I nibbled on her clit. Her breasts heaved, kissed by the sun. My tongue danced around her bud while I thrust my fingers in deep.

“Rex, yes!” she squealed as she came.

I drank down all her spicy juices, savoring the incestuous treat. I jabbed my fingers deep into her cumming pussy, her flesh sucking at my digits. They writhed around me. Her hips humped and bucked. Her moans echoed around while her juices gushed out around my fingers.

“Fuck me!” she moaned. “Stick that wonderful cock in me, Rex! Please! I need it!”

I didn’t need to be told twice.

I ripped my fingers out of her still-cumming twat. I rose over her while she trembled. She stared at me, whimpering, then her hands deftly undid my belt and trousers. Reina pulled my cock out hard and throbbing. She guided me to her hot sheath.

I groaned as I sank into my twin sister’s pussy. Spasms still rippled through her flesh as I sank deeper and deeper into her. I groaned as she rippled around me. Her body bucked and shuddered on the ground.

There was no feeling better on earth.

“Damn, Reina,” I groaned. “You’re so hot and wet.”

“You make me that way,” she groaned, humping into my hard thrusts.

I kissed her lips, her tongue tasting her own juices. Reina loved her pussy cream. I think she liked women, too. I had seen her gazing at our big sis and Queenie before. A flash of Queenie and Reina entwined together flared in my mind.

Wouldn’t that be perfect?

“Yes!” I groaned, pounding my sister faster. “I want that.”

“What?” Reina asked, bucking into my thrust, her hands squeezing my ass.

“To watch you and Queenie!” I moaned without thought, my dick hammering into her silky, incestuous twat.

“Yes!” she hissed, her fingernails biting into my rump. “Oh, yes! That’s so hot. Me and her! Oh, fuck!”

Reina came again already. I couldn’t believe it. She bucked beneath me, her tight sheath massaging and writhing about my cock. I shuddered, thrusting hard into her. I buried over and over into my twin’s spasming depths.

I reveled in it. I kissed her as she trembled beneath me. My cock’s strokes plundered her writhing pussy again and again. She kept squealing. My twin humped beneath me, her thighs gripping my waist as leverage.

She never stopped rippling. It was intense. I pounded her hard and fast, my orgasm building so fast. Her pussy drove me wild. I pumped my cock in and out of her spasming twat as fast as I could. I reamed her.

She loved it.

“Rex!” she moaned, breaking our kiss. “Cum in me!”

“Reina!” I groaned. I couldn’t resist.

My balls couldn’t handle it. The tip of my cock ached. I buried harder into my twin as my entire body tensed. That wonderful pleasure shot down to my nutsack. My cum came to a boil in a flash and rushed up my dick.

I erupted into my twin sister’s hot pussy.

My orgasm exploded pleasure through me. Ecstasy slammed into my mind every time I erupted in her. I pumped load after load of my jizz into her. I shuddered, growing dizzy from the bliss that assaulted my mind.

“Yes, yes, Rex!” she whimpered.

She shuddered and bucked beneath me. Her spasming cunt milked out every drop of cum out of my balls. I groaned with each eruption while she whimpered. Her blue eyes sparkled as I fired the last of my jizz on her.

Panting, I collapsed on her. I held her in my arms, the pleasure surging through me. Her breasts rubbed into my chest. She held me, caressing me. I stroked her sides as I kissed her, savoring our closeness.

“Mmm, do you really want to watch me and Queenie?” she moaned after a few minutes.

I grinned. “Yeah.”

She giggled. “You have such a crush on Queenie.”

“I don’t. I… I love you, Reina.”

“And you love Queenie.” Reina cupped my cheeks. “That’s okay. I love her, too. Mmm, those big, pillowy tits. What’s not to love?”

I arched an eyebrow at her. “You’re just as perverted as I am.”

“Well, we are the children of the Living God. Why wouldn’t we have his appetite? I know Chase has it.” Reina giggled. “Joab will be coming by. You hear how loud they get?”

I nodded my head, rolling off my sister and lying on the grass. “So… do you think Queenie would…?”

Reina shrugged. “I know she loves you.” My sister’s hand stroked down my body, fondling my half-hard cock drenched in her juices. “We just have to overcome her… upbringing.”

I sighed. “You make it sound easy.”

“It will be.” She winked, leaning down to lick at my cock.

I groaned, my hips shaking.

A cowbell rang.

“Shit, that’s Chase,” I groaned.

Reina’s mouth engulfed my cock.

“We need to stop. She’ll catch us.”

Reina sucked harder, my cock expanding in her mouth as she sucked me clean. Panic surged through me even as the pleasure of her wanton mouth rippled down my cock. Her tongue danced around my cock while she purred in delight.

Chase won’t care, my lust whispered. She’ll understand. You’ve heard the stories of Father. She’s slept with him. Just enjoy Reina’s sweet mouth.

I relaxed, listening to my lust. I always had such great pleasure when I did.

Not fighting it, I embraced the pleasure. Reina sucked harder as the cowbells approached, my sister’s blue eyes flashing up at me, her lips smiling as she worked more and more of my cock into her mouth.

Chase reached the nearby gate, leading the missing cow. Her auburn hair was loose, her face flushed. She stopped, staring at the pair of us. I nodded to my older sister, my dick throbbing in my twin’s mouth. Unlike Reina and me, Chase didn’t age. She looked eighteen and gorgeous.

“I see you are our father’s children,” she muttered. “Don’t let others catch you.”

“We won’t,” I groaned. I leaned back and enjoyed the blowjob. My lust was right; Chase understood the power of desire, love, and incest. I stroked Reina’s hair and erupted into her hungry mouth.

* * *

Chasity “Chase” Glassner

I couldn’t get the sight of the twins naked, Reina’s mouth wrapped around Rex’s cock, out of my mind. The look Rex gave me was so confident and cocky. For a moment, they were my parents loving each other while I watched from their bedroom doorway.

I wanted to join them. A powerful, burning pleasure shuddered through me. I had been trying hard not to molest the twins since they turned eighteen. I had raised them in the more repressed culture of the modern day. Once a month, we traveled to the nearby town of Truckee and the twins and I attended a church service.

So they had heard the lectures.

But I didn’t hide who our father was. It was clear they couldn’t fight their attraction for each other. I should have marched over there and put an end to Reina’s blowjob. But I couldn’t. They looked so happy. I missed that same intimacy I had with my father and grandfather. I smiled, remembering grandpa, his reddish hair going gray, as he took me hard. He was so much older and dignified.

My pussy grew hot remembering the night I had dressed up like a naughty schoolgirl for grandpa.

I dumped the bucket of water over my head in our outdoor shower, a small, wooden shack near the house. I grabbed the rough bar of soap. I hated making soap. It was worse than butchering an animal.

I had to learn so many new skills in the last eighteen years.

I washed Shadow’s seed and my sweat from my body, working fast. I had to start supper. Joab promised to stop by today. After being ravished by the demon and watching my twins, I needed Joab. He was my hunky trapper with piercing, blue eyes and a burly physique.

He wanted to marry me, but I’d been reluctant. I wasn’t going to age. Eventually, he’d realize that. The twins knew my secret, but Joab didn’t realize that the girl named Chase was actually Saint Chasity. I wanted to keep it that way.

I used a second bucket to rinse off the soap. I stepped out, dried myself, and pulled on a clean dress. The twins walked by, both their tan skin flushed, big smiles on their lips. They eyed me, hunger burning in their blue depths.

I stirred. They both had Father’s smile, and Rex looked so much like him. It was sometimes like seeing Father in the flesh. A sudden emptiness yawned in me. I would never get to be loved by my father again. He must hate me down in Hell.

All our family must despise me for taking away their happiness and sentencing them to eternal torment.

“Hey, beautiful,” a voice called out.

I drew out of my despair, smiling at Joab as he trooped up to the house, a line of fur pelts dangling from his pack. He wore a deerskin jacket and tough, brown denim jeans. His boots were worn and faded. He was handsome, almost thirty, his cheeks covered by a dark patch of stubble.

“Hey, you,” I greeted. Smiling, I strolled up to him.

He scooped me up in his arms, kissing me boldly. I loved it, letting myself melt into his strength as I stared into his blue eyes. His hand dipped down, groping my ass. I giggled into the kiss, enjoying his familiar grip.

“Someone’s excited to see me,” I purred, grinding against his hard cock. I was nearly sixty, but he made me feel eighteen. And since I did have the body of an eighteen-year-old, I embraced my lusts. I gave him another kiss, savoring his cock’s bulge as my tongue played with his.

“Hi, Joab,” Reina purred, her voice dripping with coquettish desire.

I broke the kiss and turned. The twins stood nearby. Rex had a big grin on his face. He was still at that age where he could bounce from adult maturity to boyish excitement.

“Did you see any bandits, Joab?” he asked.

Joab loved to tell a story where he fended off twenty bandits with his traps. It was such a tall tale, but my siblings had grown up in a world without TV or even books, so they drank the stories up. Particularly Joab’s.

“Well, I did see the strangest sight,” Joab said, nodding to my brother. “Came across a mess of bandits torn apart in the upper meadow.”

“Yes, some bear or something got to them,” I said, nodding. “Passed them on the way to finding the cow.” I shifted, trying to keep a straight face. Joab was an amazing tracker. Would he figure out what else I did there?

“It was more than a bear,” Joab warned. “Something dark is prowling up in the mountains. It tore apart those bandits like they were made of dried kindling.”

Reina’s eyes were wide, but Rex drank it in, hugging his sister from behind. They had always been close, but now I was wondering just how long they had been intimate. Months? The blowjob I’d witnessed today was so casual; clearly, it had not been the first one.

“What do you think it is?” asked Rex. “Some devil left over from the Demon Wars?”

“Maybe.” Joab shrugged. “Or one of the Tyrants’ foul pets.”

“Come on; let’s get supper started,” I said, clapping my hands together. “You two can speculate as we work.”

And they did, Rex spouting off idea after idea for what the monster might be. I kept silent. I didn’t want anyone to know that I cavorted with a demon. I doubted even my siblings could handle that revelation. My pussy clenched as I drifted in thoughts, remembering the pleasure of Shadow’s girth.

Supper was a simple affair. Vegetables from our small garden, the carrots mashed up and served with a hunch of venison Joab provided. The twins devoured their food, the pair grinning at each other as they sat side-by-side.

“Well, that was a mighty fine supper,” Joab nodded, his hand squeezing mine. Outside, night fell. The days were growing shorter. “Been a long day.”

I grinned. “Rex, Reina, clean up before you find your bed. I’m exhausted from having to find that cow.”

“Right.” Reina smirked. “Exhausted.”

Joab grinned, winking at her, and the little vixen puffed out her chest and smiled. If Rex noticed his sister’s flirting, he didn’t care. Joab took my hand and led me upstairs to my bedroom. The twins each had a room downstairs, but I doubted they would be using both tonight.

The moment we burst into my bedroom, Joab pushed me against my dresser, his hands roaming my body. I groaned, savoring the rough stubble of his lips on mine as my hands roamed his muscular body through his flannel shirt.

His lips moved down, nuzzling my neck. I stroked his face, glancing down into his blue eyes.

“Oh, Daddy,” I moaned as he sucked and nipped at my flesh.

Why did I say that?

“Daddy, huh?” he asked with a grin. “That’s a new one.”

I blinked as his fingers squeezed my ass. “I…”

“Have you been a naughty girl?”

His eyes were so blue, so like Father’s. “Yes. I’ve been so bad. I’ve been thinking such naughty thoughts all day.”

“About a boy?”

“Oh, yes,” I panted. “A hunky boy.”

Joab pulled me to the bed. He sank down and, with ease, threw me over his knee. I gasped in delight, shuddering on his lap. This wasn’t the first time he’d spanked me. I’ve always loved being disciplined by my lovers. I squirmed as he slowly drew up my skirt, the fabric sliding up my thighs.

My pussy clenched in anticipation.

Joab bared my naked rear. I shuddered as his rough fingers ran across my right butt-cheek and dipped down into the crack of my ass. I gasped as he slid past my sphincter and taint to brush my dripping pussy. I squirmed more while his cock throbbed beneath my belly.

“No bloomers or petticoats,” he groaned. “You have been a bad girl.”

“So bad.”

“And you’re wet. You’ve been thinking impure thoughts.”

“So impure,” I moaned. “About this older, hunky man.”

His hand raised.

CRACK!

I gasped in delight, the burning pain shooting through me. I squirmed harder, rubbing his cock as my pussy wept juices. His hand smacked down a second time. My asscheek burned. I shuddered, the pain shooting right to my juicy twat.

“Such a bad girl,” Joab groaned, stroking my quivering rump, soothing the pain. “Such a beautiful, bad girl.”

“You shouldn’t touch me like that, Daddy,” I moaned. “You’re just supposed to spank me.”

“Right,” he panted.

CRACK!

“Yes, Daddy. Punish me! I was so bad!”

I killed you…

CRACK!

“I deserve to be punished. I’m such a horrible, bad girl.”

“Yes, you are,” Joab groaned. “So bad and so sexy.”

CRACK!

I gasped as his fingers lingered on my burning rump. He squeezed and kneaded me, sending jolts of wondrous passion through me. My toes curled and my cunt grew hotter and hotter. I squirmed on the bed.

“So hard to resist.” His fingers dipped down, brushing my pussy again.

“No, Daddy, stop! This is wrong. You need to keep punishing me.” Please, please keep punishing me.

Tears beaded in my eyes as his fingers shoved into my sopping pussy.

“I can’t resist your hot body,” Joab groaned. “You’re making Daddy so hard. You have to do something about it.”

“What?” I gasped as he pumped his fingers in and out of my twat. “No, Daddy. Keep spanking me! I’m such a bad girl!”

“Yes! And bad girls get fucked!”

Joab suddenly lifted me up. The world spun around me and then he threw me back on the bed. I gasped, lying on my back, struggling to catch my awareness. He was on me in a flash, pushing my thighs apart. I groaned as he fumbled at his belt and pushed his jeans down.

His cock buried into me, hard and thick. I gasped as he filled my pussy. A shock of pleasure shot through me. His cock pumped away in me. I trembled beneath him, pinned by his weight. I whimpered, my emotions roiling in turmoil.

“Daddy needs this,” he groaned, pounding hard. “Be a good girl, and love your daddy.”

“Yes, yes,” I moaned, hugging him tight. “I love you, Daddy! Keep fucking your bad daughter!”

I closed my eyes, picturing a different man with blue eyes pounding me. I bucked my hips into Joab’s thrusts, crying out, “Daddy!” over and over. My pussy convulsed, a hot flood of passion bursting through me.

I came beneath Joab in a flash. I thrashed on my hay-stuffed mattress as the pleasure rushed through me. I whimpered and moaned, my cunt writhing about his dick. The bliss was incredible. It surged through me. I whimpered, tossing my head back and forth as the rapture spilled across my awareness.

The wooden frame of my bed creaked as Joab pounded me. I squeezed my thighs tight about him, bucking into his thrusts. Pleasure surged through me, mixing with the guilt that clung to my soul. I wished so desperately it was my father fucking me, loving me.

Forgiving me.

“What a good girl you are!” Joab moaned. “Take Daddy’s cock! Oh, fuck! That’s it! Such a good girl. Mmm, I love it! Oh, fuck! Yes, yes, yes!”

Joab came in me.

I moaned as my pussy drank his cum. He fired hot into me while my pussy rippled about his dick. I clung to him, struggling to pretend he was a different man. I shuddered, one last wave of delight sweeping through my body.

Joab collapsed atop me, gasping for breath as his lips nuzzled at my cheek.

My tears came. He wasn’t my father. I would never feel his love again.

“What’s wrong, baby girl?” Joab groaned. “Good girls don’t cry after loving Daddy.”

The roleplay disgusted me. I shuddered, feeling soiled. He wasn’t my father.

“Get out!” I snarled.

“What?” Joab blinked.

“I said get out!” I pushed at his strong chest. “Get out of my bed! Out of my house!”

“What the fuck, Chase?” Joab demanded, sitting up. “What’s gotten into you?”

“You’re not my father!” I cried, the sobs wracking my body.

“No shit,” he snapped back. “Based on how different you look from your siblings, I doubt you even know who your father is. Your mother had no idea which john she bedded—”

I slapped him hard.

“My parents were married, asshole!” I screeched, my fingernails leaving red streaks across his cheek. “Get out of my house! How dare you call my mother a whore! She was a…” Goddess. “…a beautiful, loving woman.”

And I killed her.

I killed everyone I loved.

The sobs came harder. I buried my face into the skirts of my dress as Joab pulled up his pants.

“Fucking bitch,” he muttered, rubbing at his cheek. “I don’t know why I put up with you? The way you fuck, I bet you’re servicing every trapper that wanders through your valley.”

My entire body shook from the sobs as he stomped to the door.

“Fucking whore. Maybe I should go see your little sister. The slut’s been giving me such heated looks. I bet she fucks as passionately as you do.”

Joab slammed my bedroom door.

I barely heard the scuffle downstairs.

I really didn’t care. I laid my head on my pillow, clutching them tightly, and sobbed as the shadows swallowed up my soul. I felt my parents watching me from Hell, hatred in their eyes. They were surrounded by my half-brothers and sisters, the sluts, the maids, the bodyguards. Everyone I killed glared at me.

* * *

Reina Glassner

I examined my twin’s black eye and gushed in a breathy voice, “That was so brave, Rex.”

“Hurt like hell,” he muttered, his knuckles bloody. “But the asshole deserved it. Neither of my sisters is a whore.”

I glanced upstairs. I had tried to talk to Chase, but she wouldn’t answer me when I tapped on her door. I could hear her sobbing, though. I didn’t know what happened in there. It sounded like she and Joab had been fucking like rabbits, and then…

Shouting.

I turned my attention back to my twin. I squeezed my thighs together, my pussy wet. It had been exciting watching Rex thrash Joab. Sure, the older man got a hit in, but Rex had knocked Joab on his ass and sent him packing.

Pity that’s the last I’ll see of Joab, my lust whispered. He was so cute. He would have fucked me hard.

I nodded my head. I so wanted to fuck Joab; he was hunky. I’m sure Rex wouldn’t have minded. I loved my twin, and maybe even Queenie, but there was only lust I felt for the hunky Joab. A fun romp, nothing more. I squirmed again, rubbing the wet cloth around Rex’s eye.

He winced.

“You were so dashing,” I purred. The lust I felt for my twin rose along with my love for him.

“Really,” Rex smiled. I loved that boyish grin. It always made my nipples hard and sent a warm flush through me. Chase always said Rex looked so much like Father. I wish I had known our father. I bet he would be a magnificent lover.

But I had Rex, and he was amazing.

“I really was dashing?” he asked, pushing back a lock of his hair.

“Uh-huh,” I cooed. “You made me so wet.”

My concern for Chase faded. Rex and I would have to find a way to make her feel better. But that could wait until tomorrow. Tonight, my horny pussy needed to be satisfied. My hand found Rex’s cock, stroking him through his jeans.

“I’ve been such a bad girl,” I purred.

Rex’s eyes widened.

That’s it. Let him pull you over his lap. He’ll love spanking your ass.

I didn’t fight it as Rex pulled me across his lap and hiked up my skirt. It had been so hot listening to Chase and Joab’s roleplay. In a moment, my pert bottom was exposed. I groaned as Rex’s hand squeezed my rump, then he gave me a light slap.

He can spank you harder. You’ve been bad.

“Oh, Rex,” I purred. “I’ve been so bad. You have to spank me harder.”

“Really?” he asked, and then his hand slapped down.

CRACK!

A stinging slap echoed through his bedroom. I yelped, the burning heat shooting straight for my naughty pussy. My eyes widened. “Yes! Like that! I’ve been so bad, Rex. Discipline your sister.”

CRACK!

“Yes!” I gasped. “I love it.”

“I love you.”

CRACK!

“I love you, too!” I gasped in pain, shuddering on his lap, his cock hard beneath me.

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