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June 28th, 2027 – Clinton “Clint” Elliston II

The last month had been rough. I’d seen my children only twice on supervised, half-hour visits. I had a joyless social worker watching me like a hawk afraid that I would do something with them. They weren’t old enough to consent to do that stuff. They’d have to be least fourteen and willing.

At least our children were staying with various family friends who’d avoided trouble so far. Not the Miharas, sadly, who lived on our street, but the Reenburgs had several, the Wilsons, the Youngs, and Stefani’s parents. I didn’t like splitting up our children, but it was the best we could do.

At least they weren’t in the foster care system.

I sat on the jury table with my legal team, Pam, and Melody. The rest of our family weren’t here. It was voir dire. Jury selection. The panel was assembled and while Judge Coburn asked them questions to get a feel for their attitudes and to weed out any potential conflicts of interest, we were putting together our opinion of them as fast as possible.

The same thing was happening over at the prosecutor’s table. Cruzita was there with the lead prosecutor, Ed Thomas. The most experienced member of the Yolo County District Attorney’s office. A sharp man that wanted me buried so he could win the seat. He had ambition. From being DA, he’d go for the Attorney General of California, then push himself up into the national spotlight.

But he had poisoned words being whispered into his mouth.

My lead attorney, Elisabet Reenburg, already had it worked out with Cruzita. Text messages sent to her phone. Cruzita would just glance at her phone from time to time and know who to ditch and who to keep. It wasn’t perfect, she didn’t make the decisions, but it was better than nothing.

“I don’t like number 17,” I muttered, glancing at the Black woman who kept glaring daggers at me. She clearly hated me. Believed the rumors about me. I could feel her wanting to drive her thoughts into my mind.

“Yes, her animus is on full display,” Pam said. “We don’t want someone with such masculine energy on the panel with that level of outward manifestation. Now 12 is a father. I can see the conflict on him.”

“Yeah?” I asked, glancing at 12. He was a tall man, fit and buff, with a goatee of black hair surrounding his serious mouth. “Conflicted is good. Probably has a daughter.”

“Mmm, perfect,” Melody said.

Elisabet nodded. All our legal team was onboard with incest. We had a battalion of lawyers, many from the law practice where Melody worked. She’d recruited them over the years. They all had enjoyed the same forbidden fruits, motivated to get us off.

“21 is another good one,” said Pam. “A mother, but she has guilt written all over her. And 35 is perfect. He looks excited to be here.”

“We’re not getting 35 unless there are a lot struck,” said Melody.

I nodded my agreement. The jurors would go in numerical number. The judge had only dismissed two from the pool, and they were in the back end. We hadn’t given him any instructions for today other than to not interfere in our choices. We couldn’t afford it to look like he was tainting the jury pool in the eyes of a prosecutor.

“9, 10, 13 and… 3 are the ones we need to get rid of,” Pam said. She shifted their note cards around on the table. “I don’t like them at all.”

I nodded. We had five strikes, challenges to their membership on the jury. We didn’t have to give cause at all why we wanted them dismissed. The prosecutor had the same amount. If we’re lucky, we could get the DA to dismiss some of our big threats for us.

Elisabet casually tapped her phone on the table, hidden among all the note cards.

At the other table, Cruzita glanced at her phone and then swiped away the message. She had the most difficult job of all, but she was on board now, too. She was committed to incest, to enjoying her daughter as much as possible.

“Okay, Mrs. Reenburg,” the judge said. “Who does the defense want to strike first?”

“Your honor, jurors 5, 9, and 10,” she said with a ringing voice.

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Cruzita Martínez

“I want 2, 12, and 8 gone,” Ed said.

I swallowed. None of those were the ones that Clint wanted me to dismiss. Worse, one was a priority they wanted to keep. 12. The message, according to the code I’d memorized from Elisabet, was adamant that 17 had to be dismissed. “I don’t think 12’s a problem,” I said. “17 is a much better person to strike.”

“17?” asked Ed. He shot me a look in surprise. “Really? Did you see how she’s glaring with anger at Clint.”

“I don’t trust that level of anger,” I quickly said. “I mean, she’s got passion. That could be disruptive. We want a cool and calm jury.”

“No, we want passion. We want someone who craves justice as much as me. We’re keeping 17.” The firm tone in my voice made me sigh. Clint wouldn’t be happy. He had to convince the entire jury panel to vote him not guilty. If he didn’t, and even one person held out, it would be a hung jury. A few months from now, we’d be at this again.

“Then 6,” I said. “I don’t like 6. But 12 is going to be perfect. He has that look of a father.”

“Good point. Fathers are what we want. We’ll make him think of Clint preying on his children.” An evil grin crossed Ed’s lips.

I shuddered. Clint didn’t prey on his children. I didn’t prey on my daughter. It was mutual. Consensual and beautiful.

“Mr. Thomas, who’d you fine folks at the prosecutor’s table like to dismiss?” Judge Coburn asked.

“2, 6, and 8,” Ed answered in a ringing tone.

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Pam Elliston

“I don’t like 18,” I whispered.

“And we need to strike 17,” muttered Clint. “She’s going to be on the panel now.”

“Then let’s strike her so we can get 21 in,” Melody said. “I really like the look of her. She’s a mother and old enough for her son to be full-grown.”

“Yes, he’s a man now,” I said, studying the woman. She was blonde and busty, in her forties. She didn’t dress well or put on makeup. She was suppressing her sexuality. “She’s definitely struggling with something. An hour in my office, and I would have her admitting how she liked to spy on her son when he masturbated or fantasized about sucking his cock.”

“That is definitely something we can work with,” Melody said. My half-sister smiled at me.

I smiled back.”

“Mrs. Reenburg, I assume you and your battalion of colleagues have come up with your next choices?” the judge asked, something mocking in his tone.

Clint’s brow knitted tight. He leaned back in his chair, detecting the faint bitterness in the judge’s voice. We’d put too much pressure on Judge Coburn to remind him to follow orders. The man resented it. That could bite us in the ass.

I’d have to consider that.

“We’d like to strike 17 and 18,” said Elisabet.

“Objection,” Ed Thomas said.

“Fuck,” Clint muttered beneath his breath.

“The State will use one of its strikes to preserve 17,” Ed continued.

The judge nodded. He could overrule, but he wasn’t. Elisabet started an argument, but Coburn waved his hand. 18 stood up and walked off, but 17 was there. I glanced at the Black woman. She had a smug look on her face now.

She would definitely be a problem. My confidence in this plan plummeted.

“I thought Cruzita knew what to do,” hissed Melody. “I’m going to go to her house tonight and spank her for this.”

“It’s Ed,” Clint said, glancing at the lead prosecutor. The man didn’t hide his smile. He knew he’d won something at the cost of losing a challenge. All he needed was someone on the jury to be his mouthpiece when it came to deliberation. Who’d have the passion to assert the case? To browbeat the others? 12 could be it for us. I was certain, and maybe 21, but 17 would be it for him.

“Who would you like to strike in 17’s place,” Judge Coburn continued.

“Uh…” Elisabet glanced at me.

“11,” I said.

“We’ll strike 11, Your Honor,” she said, using our last challenge.

“If they strike one more,” Clint said, “at least we’ll get 21. If not, she’s an alternative.”

“We’re not going to get lucky and 17 gets sick or something,” Melody said.

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Cruzita Martínez

“I think we should strike 12,” Ed Thomas said. “Something feels off about him.”

I had to think fast. 12 was important. I couldn’t let him get struck. I’d already failed with 17. I didn’t think Ed would object to her dismissal and use one of our own strikes to preserve her. He’d sprung that on me. I could have talked him out of it. Given him two targets to strike. Make him think that 22, who could never make it on the panel now, was someone that we’d want while two others were bad.

“19,” I said, glancing at the man. He looked so normal, bored of course. What to say. “He looks like a pervert.”

Ed blinked. “He does?”

I nodded. “Women can tell these things. He’s a pervert. Probably enjoys incest porn on the internet.”

“The State will strike 19, Your Honor,” Ed said in a loud and ringing voice.

I sighed. 21 was in. and I managed to keep in 12. It was the best I could do. It would be up to Clint and his team to convince 17 during the trial. I didn’t see how. That woman had anger inside of her. This seemed personal to her.

The judge glanced down at his notes. “1, 3, 4, 7, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 20, and 21 are the primaries with 22 and 23 as alternatives,” the judge said. “Trial is set to start in two weeks. Jurors, you will be notified when to report. Keep your schedules open.”

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Clinton “Clint” Elliston II

We entered our home. It always felt so empty without any of the children running around. The rest of the family drifted in from various parts of the house, all with anxious looks on their faces. Today had been an important battle.

I put a big smile on my face. “We have a great panel,” I said to my mother as she knelt before me. Alicia then darted up and held me. “Got some promising jurors on it.”

“And 17,” Pam said. We now knew her name. Jonette Walsh.

“And we’ll convince her,” I said strongly. “We got in 12 and 21.” They were Elmer Bennett and Delilah Midgley. “And the others look good, too. 20 seemed like the type of old man who’d always wanted to enjoy his granddaughter when she’d come of age, like he’d wanted to love her mother before that. We’re going to do this.”

“That’s right,” Melody said, hands on hips. She stared out at our family. “Pam is going to guide us through this.”

“Yes, you are,” I said, glancing at my half-sister and wife.

Pam lifted her gaze. She swallowed while I put all the confidence into my look and smile I gave her. I had faith in her. She wouldn’t let us down. She was brilliant. An amazing therapist. She had guided so many women into incest.

Now she had twelve more strangers to lead down that path.

“Elisabet has the team researching into all fourteen of them,” I said. “We’re going to help Pam build up her dossiers on them so we can win them to our side over the trial.” I lifted her hand to my lips. Kissed it.

“That’s right,” Melody said. She moved in on the other side of Pam, taking our sister-wife’s other hand. “You’re amazing. Why we all love you.”

Everyone in the harem nodded. They were all naked, waiting for us. We all needed to unwind. We had the media perched on the street, wanting to catch glimpses of us. Heavy drapes covered all the windows, cutting off any natural light. We were living under siege, but we were together. United.

“We’re a family,” I told my women, “and we’re going to stay strong through this entire ordeal. We’re going to keep Pam strong, too. We’re going to give her all our love.”

“We will, Daddy,” Alicia said, thoroughly wrapped up in her age-play and daughter-play. She looked adorable in her glasses even if her body had developed too much to pull off the little girl’s look while naked. “We love you Pam.”

“You kick ass, Mistress!” Lee said.

“Yeah, you do,” Stefani added. She held Zoey’s hands. “We’re going to wrap this up before you and Melody gave birth.”

Pam glanced down at her belly. If we didn’t pull this off, the moment Pam and Melody’s babies were born, they’d be taken away from us, too. That put a time limit on this. I wasn’t about to let that happen. We couldn’t afford a hung jury.

“Mrs. Hiragawa, strip your daughter naked and lick her pussy.”

“Yes, Master,” the Japanese MILF said. Her round breasts jiggled as she darted forward, her glasses shifting on her nose. She looked so much like Pam. They could be sisters. Mrs. Hiragawa had aged beautifully.

Pam would, too.

Melody and I stepped away from Pam and watched her being stripped. My own mother grabbed my suit jacket and pulled it off of me while Mrs. Hiragawa unbuttoned Pam’s light-blue blouse. On the other side, Aunt Vicky stripped Melody naked.

I stood there as my mother removed my tie, shirt, slacks, socks, and boxers while watching more and more of my beautiful Pam being revealed to my eyes. Her creamy-olive skin, that delicious hue of a Far East beauty, always turned me on. Her black hair swayed in a French braid down her back, rustling as her mother pulled off the blouse.

Pam’s round breasts jiggled in a violet bra. Her mother pressed her own tits into her daughters as she reached behind to unhook it. Without pulling their boobs apart, Mrs. Hiragawa pulled the bra straps off of her daughter’s shoulders and then slipped the cups from between them.

Their breasts pressed naked together.

“You are so beautiful,” Mrs. Hiragawa said. “You’re going to save us, Pam.” She kissed her daughter on the mouth.

The entire harem groaned or sighed at the beautiful sight of a mother kissing her daughter. My cock, still trapped in my boxers at that point, throbbed hard. Melody groaned, her breasts already in view since she rarely wore bras. She cupped them while her mother knelt to finish undressing her.

Mrs. Hiragawa’s hands slid down her daughter’s back as their tongues dueled. My sister-wife trembled in her mother’s embrace, hips wiggling back and forth. The MILFs hands found their way to the hem of Pam’s gray skirt. Deft fingers found the fastener in the back. The short zipper.

The skirt fell away. A pair of violet panties clung to Pam’s delicious curves. Her mother thrust her hands into her daughter’s panties. I grinned at the sight of them making out with passion. Pam kissed her mother with aggression, her hands squeezing her mother’s rump.

“That’s so hot,” Stefani cooed. “Kiss me like that, Yunie.”

Yunie was Stefani’s nickname for my older sister Zoey.

The pair kissed hard, my busty sister’s big tits piled against Stefani’s round breasts. Alicia squirmed, her thighs rubbing together, her brown pigtails dancing. Melody watched with hunger, naked now, Aunt Vicky busy licking at her pussy.

Another mother and daughter enjoying themselves.

My mother kissed my asscheek from behind and stroked my cock. She pumped up and down it as I watched Mrs. Hiragawa kiss her daughter with hunger. With such love and passion. I savored my mother’s delicious hand.

We needed this break. This reminder that we were united in this situation together. Having 17, Jonette Walsh, on the panel was a blow, but we’d recover. Pam would find the key to the Black woman. She’d convince the woman to vote for us.

Somehow.

Mrs. Hiragawa broke the kiss with her daughter and sank down to her knees with all the grace of a submissive beauty. She hooked her daughter’s panties, a naughty glint in her eyes. My dick throbbed in my mother’s hand.

The Japanese MILF pulled down her daughter’s panties, unveiling a trimmed, black bush. Pam went through phases of when she shaved or not, unlike my other sister-wife who kept a bald pussy all the time.

A bald pussy her mother was currently feasting on.

Pam’s gorgeous rump came into view, curving and plump. I smiled at the sight of her. She glanced over at me and grinned back, delight shining in her slanted eyes. She was eager for the fun to begin. To have her mother devour her.

“Mommy-slut, go eat out Pam’s asshole,” I ordered. “And Lee, stop drooling and suck my cock.”

“Master!” my mother purred, releasing my dick.

“Can I drool on your cock, Master?” Lee asked as she darted over, a mischievous grin on her face. “It’s going to be hard to suck it without doing that.”

I shook my head at her, a smile playing on my lips. “Someone wants to be spanked.”

“Always,” Lee said in a breathy sigh before she fell to her knees before me, grabbed my cock, and swallowed it with hunger.

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Pam Elliston

The moment I stepped out of my panties, my mother pressed her face between my thighs. I closed my eyes and smiled. This was a joy that every daughter needed to feel from her mother. A joy every mother had to deliver to her daughter.

Did Jonette Walsh have a daughter? Where did that anger she directed at Clint come from?

I gasped as my mother’s tongue dug through my pussy folds. My pregnant twat clenched. I grabbed my belly. I wasn’t showing, yet, but I would be soon. I shuddered, savoring my mother’s tongue caressing at my pussy. She swirled through my folds. She licked me. She teased me. She pleased me. It was incredible to feel. My entire body trembled in delight.

Then Mrs. Elliston was behind me. Clint’s naughty mother grabbed my butt-cheeks and spread them apart. I was so thrilled to have the two wicked MILFs playing with my body. Mrs. Elliston’s face nuzzled into my crack. Her tongue went straight for my butthole.

I trembled as the two submissive mothers flicked their tongues over my naughty holes. What a treat to experience. My head shook from side to side. This wicked wave of delight washed through me that had my heart screaming in my chest. I would have such a huge orgasm.

I smiled over at Melody standing by me. She ground her pussy on her mother’s face, blonde hair pinned up in a bun. She pulled at the hairpins. Her locks fell down around her face, transforming her from professional to wanton in a single motion.

“Mmm, that’s it, Mommy-slut,” purred Melody, grinding her pussy on Ms. Sullivan’s mouth. “Just get that fucking tongue in me. Yes, yes, you’re going to drown in your daughter’s juices.”

“Yes, she is,” Clint groaned, our half-sister sucking away at his cock.

“Pam!” Alicia gasped. “Mommy-Pam, you’re going to do it! You’re so awesome!”

My little half-sister daughter rushed over to me, brown pigtails dancing. Her glasses looked so cute on her elfin face. She darted her head over and latched onto my right nipple. I groaned as she sucked with hunger. The pleasure surged through my body. It was amazing. A delight to enjoy.

My hips wiggled back and forth, grinding my twat on my mother’s mouth. Mrs. Elliston’s tongue danced around my sphincter. I groaned, savoring being pleased by three women. Alicia’s delicate fingers kneaded my tits.

“You’re going to cum hard!” Melody cheered. “God, you’re sexy, Pam.”

“Yes, you are,” Clint said, his voice deep rumble. “I want to watch you explode.”

“Oh, yes, I’m going to explode,” I moaned, wiggling my hips back and forth. “Just erupt. It’s going to be amazing. I’m going to cum so hard on our mothers’ tongues.”

He grinned at me, his muscular chest rippling as she drove his cock into Lee’s mouth. He held her by the side of the hair, not holding back. She gagged and gurgled as he buried his dick down her throat. Just the way she loved it.

“I want to eat that pussy, Dandi,” groaned Zoey. My black-haired, older half-sister sank to her knees before Stefani. The redhead had a big grin on her face as Zoey kissed the dandelion tattooed on Stefani’s pubic mound.

“I can’t ever say no to that, Yunie,” cooed Stefani.

Alicia sucked hard on my nipple as I watched Zoey bury her face into her lover’s twat. Stefani’s head threw back, round boobs jiggling as she enjoyed it. Her hips wiggled back and forth, grinding on Zoey’s face. My sister’s hands grabbed Stefani’s ass, clinging tight.

My pussy clenched on my mother’s probing tongue. Mrs. Elliston’s own wet appendage wiggled against my asshole. She drilled it past my sphincter and swirled around in my dirty bowels, moaning just how much she loved it.

All the women in our family were dirty whores, me included. I glanced over at our patriarch. Clint watched this all with lust in his eyes. That confident grin on his lips. I shuddered; my brother-husband was so damned sexy.

“Mmm, watch me cum on their mouths,” I cooed, my hands stroking down Alicia’s back. “While our naughty daughter sucks on my nipple.”

“God, yes!” he growled, hammering Lee’s mouth. His balls cracked into her chin. That heavy smack echoed through the room.

I smiled, my blood on fire. The pleasure rushed through my body. My hips wiggled from side to side. This wicked and wanton surge of lust shot through me. It fed the orgasm that would have gasping and moaning. I loved it. I would have the best climax of my life.

It would be incredible.

“Yunie!” Stefani moaned. “Ooh, you know what I love!”

“Mommy-slut! Fuck, yes!” Melody’s breasts bounced on the edge of my vision. “Hungry for my cunt cream! Ooh, such a wicked mother.”

“The best sort,” Stefani cooed. “Fuck, yes, I’m going to explode on you, Yunie!”

My orgasm built so fast. It swelled and swelled through me. This wild wave of desire that would burst out of me. My cunt clenched. The heat surged through me to the hilt. I groaned, my hair dancing around my shoulders.

The pleasure surged towards the very pinnacle of my explosive orgasm.

I would gush out so much juice. They would just squirt out of me and bathe my mother’s face. Mrs. Elliston’s tongue danced through my asshole and Alicia nursed with such adorable delight on my nipple.

All these sensations mixed in my cunt. They swirled in me, driving me towards that explosive orgasm. I would shake and shudder. I would gush juices. They would rush out of me. I whimpered, my eyes squeezing shut.

“Oh, yes, yes!” I moaned as my mother’s tongue brushed my clit. “Mommy-slut!”

My asshole clenched on Mrs. Elliston’s tongue. My fingers rubbed at Alicia’s supple back. I savored my mother’s hungry tongue darting around my bud. She stroked it. Teased it. Incestuous sparks rained through my cunt.

They ignited my orgasm.

The fires blazed through me. My pussy convulsed, releasing the wildfires to rush through my body and consume me. I bucked and groaned. My butt-cheeks clenched on Mrs. Elliston’s face as she rimmed my asshole.

“Holy shit, yes!” I groaned.

“So good!” my mother moaned. Her tongue licked through my folds, gathering up the juices that rushed out of me. “Oh, you taste so yummy, honey!”

I whimpered, nodding my head. This incredible rapture shot through my body. Stars burst before my eyes. The rapture slammed into my mind. My head swayed from side to side as my mother licked up all my juices.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Melody groaned beside me. “Drink up all that cunt cream, Mommy-slut! You better not miss a fucking drop! Yeah, that’s it. Mmm, that’s what you crave. God, you’re such a whore. Look at you. Just drinking your daughter’s cunt cream like it’s ambrosia! What sort of whore are you?”

“Your mommy-whore!” Stefani moaned.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I gasped, the pleasure burning across my mind as my mother lapped up my cream.
“Goddamn, you are radiant, Pam!” Clint growled and buried his cock to the hilt in our half-sister’s mouth. I knew from how he growled that he dumped his cum straight into her belly. “Love you.”

“We all love you, Pam!” gasped Melody.

Alicia ripped her mouth off my nipple. She threw her arms around my neck and gasped, “Love you, Mommy-Pam!”

She kissed me with such enthusiasm. I held her tight, her firm titties rubbing into mine as I trembled through my orgasm. I reveled in that wonderful bliss that surged through me. It spilled over my thoughts, blazing hot and bright.

I reveled in it. This was amazing. I savored this outstanding rapture blazing through my mind. Stars burst across my vision. My hair danced around my shoulders. I hit the peak of my incestuous pleasure I hovered there.

Felt Clint’s hungry eyes on me.

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Clinton “Clint” Elliston III

Pam looked so beautiful as she swayed through her orgasm.

I pumped the last of my cum down Lee’s throat and then ripped my cock out of her mouth. I left her panting and shuddering as I advanced on my sister-wife. Pam glanced at me and smiled. She pushed her mother from her pussy.

“That’s enough, slut,” Pam commanded. “Stop licking my ass. Your son wants to love me now.”

“Yes, Mistress,” my Mommy-slut cooed. She pulled her face away from Pam’s butt-cheeks.

“I’m going to love you so hard,” I growled.

Her hands grabbed my dick. “Mmm, you got me all warmed up with our mommy-slaves. Now I need a cock in me.”

“Fuck her hard, stud!” Melody cooed. “Lee, fetch my strap-on. I want to fuck that ass of yours.”

We had to buy new sex toys. A decades worth of our collection had been taken as “evidence.”

Lee scampered off as Pam sank down to the floor. She spread her legs, her pussy lips gaping open surrounded by her black fur. Her pink depths gleamed with her juices. Her round breasts jiggled. She bit her lower lip, looking so cute on the floor.

“Can I sit on your mouth, Mommy-Pam?” Alicia asked in her wheedling, little girl’s voice. She had that down perfectly.

“Yes, you can,” Pam said. “Plant that sexy pussy right on my mouth!”

“Yay!”

Alicia’s firm titties jiggled as she sank down and dropped her lithe body onto Pam’s mouth. Our youngest sister had kept her petite frame through dieting and exercise, committed to being my little girl for as long as she could.

“Daddy! Daddy!” She grabbed my cock as I sank down to my knees between Pam’s thighs. “Mommy-Pam’s got her tongue in my cunny! It feels so good in me! And naughty!”

“Enjoy, princess,” I said.

“Yes, yes, enjoy, cupcake!” Melody cooed. “And there’s Lee. That was fast, slut. Someone wants to take a dildo in her asshole.”

“I do, Mistress!”

Alicia pulled my cock to my sister-wife’s pussy. The grin on my youngest sister’s face was adorable, her eyes burning with naughty fire. She pressed my cock against Pam’s pussy, silky pubic hairs caressing the sides.

“Right there, Daddy!” Alicia cooed. “That’s where your cock goes. Make Mommy-Pam so happy!”

“So happy!” groaned my wife, her voice muffled by our sister’s pussy.

Alicia released my cock as I thrust into Pam’s pussy.

I groaned at that hot plunge into the bred depths of her cunt. That incestuous heaven spilled over me. A wonderful treat to enjoy. I groaned, my balls smacking into Pam’s taint. Her thighs locked around me while she purred into Alicia’s pussy.

Then our mothers ducked down and latched onto both of Pam’s dark-brown nipples. She squealed, her pussy clenching around my dick as they suckled. My mom was on the left, her mom on the right. Their suckling rose in the air.

“Ooh, the Mommy-sluts are making Mommy-Pam moan into my pussy, Daddy!” Alicia’s eyes twinkled behind her glasses. “It’s so amazing and… Oh, gosh, her tongue’s sliding into me! Daddy! Daddy! Mommy-Pam’s tongue is in my cunny!”

“Just where it belongs!” I growled and drew back my hips.

Alicia nodded in serious agreement, her glasses shifting on her nose.

I slammed back into Pam, savoring her snatch wrapped around my cock. It was always a treat to enjoy. I savored that silky sheath. All my sisters felt different from our mothers and the other women in our lives. Each cunt was its own heaven full of blessings for me to enjoy.

Alicia’s hands fell on my shoulders. She ground on Pam’s mouth. Joy burned in my little sister’s eyes. She grinned at me, pigtails dancing. I grinned back as I thrust over and over into Pam’s twat. Her thighs gripped me, her hips shifting and dancing.

Alicia darted her head forward, her arms tightening around my neck. She planted a quick smooch on my lips. Then another. I shuddered as she rained kisses over my face, giggling and cooing as we enjoyed our sister.

“Yes, yes, yes!” Zoey gasped. “Dandi, get those fingers in my twat! Oh, that’s incredible! Oh, yes, yes, I’m going to cum on those digits!”

“Mistress! Mistress! Fuck my ass! Pound it so hard! Yes, yes, yes!” Lee gasped.

“You fucking know I will!” hissed Melody, her blonde hair dancing around her face, her round tits heaving. “I’m going to fuck you until you’re screaming your damned head off! Yeah, you little sister-slut! You nasty fucking whore! You love it! No fucking lube on this dildo! It must be burning in your asshole!”

“It’s on fucking fire, Mistress!” gasped Lee. “But I’m just a nasty, filthy, dirty pain-slut! Ass-fuck me faster! Ravish my bowels! Yes, yes, yes!”

I grabbed Alicia’s sides. I stroked her as she smooched across my face to my lips again. She whimpered and then kissed me on the mouth. I thrust my tongue past her lips. Her tongue met mine, dancing. She moaned as she loved me with such hunger.

The pleasure swelled in my balls. I thrust hard and fast into Pam’s twat. I fucked her with powerful strokes. I buried into her over and over again. I slammed to the hilt in her cunt. I reveled in her twat’s hot grip on my dick.

The pleasure spilled down my shaft. This wild pleasure that had me groaning. I kissed my sister with hunger. I plowed into my other sister’s twat with powerful strokes. My balls smacked into her taint. Her pregnant snatch squeezed about me. Massaged me.

“Oh, god, yes!” Pam moaned, her voice muffled by Alicia’s cunt.

Our mothers suckled with noisy hunger on Pam’s nipples. They fed more bliss to her pussy that squeezed around me. I wanted all my women to have all the bliss they craved. To be satisfied in every single way.

We had to prevail. Had to show the world the injustice of anti-incest laws.

I slammed deep and hard into my sister-wife’s cunt. I shuddered, enjoying every last stroke. Every plunge into her hot cunt. My balls grew tighter and tighter. I would fire so much jizz into her twat. I would baste her with all my seed.

Alicia kissed me harder. Her tongue danced with mine. She whimpered and groaned, climbing to her own orgasm. Lees gasps and moans echoed through the living room, flesh slapping flesh as Melody pounded the slut’s asshole with the dildo.

“Shit!” Zoey gasped. “Dandi!”

“Cum for me!” Stefani moaned. “Just do it! I love it when you cum!”

“Just keep rubbing my clit like that! Fuck! Fuck! Yes!” Zoey’s big boobs heaved out of the corner of my eyes. They smacked together, flesh rippling.

Alicia then ripped her mouth from mine. “Mommy-Pam!”

“Cum on her face!” I growled, thrusting so hard and fast. I drove my cock to the hilt in Pam’s pussy. I slammed hard and fast.

“Daddy! Mommy-Pam!” Alicia’s face contorted. Then she bucked, squealing in delight.

Pam purred. I smiled, knowing the delightful taste of Alicia’s fresh cunt. My sister-wife must be in heaven right now, just drinking up all that cream while taking my big dick in her pregnant pussy. I slammed hard into my sister.

Her twat welcomed me with climaxing delight.

Her snatch writhed and spasmed around my cock. Her wonderful pussy rippled around me. She teased me. It was the most incredible thing in the world. I groaned, savoring the feel of her flesh sucking at my cock. I came closer and closer to that moment of eruption.

Her pussy brought me to the brink.

“Fuck, Pam!”

“Cum in her, Daddy!” Alicia howled, squirming from side to side on Pam’s mouth. “Flood her!”

“Yes!” I growled and buried into my sister’s spasming twat.

I erupted. I fired spurt after spurt of hot jizz into her cunt. I basted her. The pleasure rushed out of me. It slammed into my mind. The pleasure blazed across my thoughts. I groaned with each eruption. I pumped my seed into her.

I savored it. Her pussy writhed. She sucked at me. She worked out every drop of cum brimming in my balls. I basted her twat. I loved it. Triumph surged through me. Every time I came inside one of my sisters or mother or aunt was a triumph. A defiance of those closed-minded bigots trying to destroy our lives.

“I love you, Pam!” I growled. “I love all my women!”

“Yes!” Melody howled, her tits heaving.

“Master!” Lee groaned, trembling, no doubt cumming on that dildo driving into her asshole.

“We’re yours, “Aunt Vicky cooed, masturbating on the couch. “We’re with you all the way.”

“All the fucking way!” Zoey purred.

I grinned, riding high on the euphoria. I ripped my cock out of Pam’s pussy and growled, “Who wants to lick her clean.”

“Me, stud!” Melody moaned.

“Then she’s all yours,” I said and grabbed Alicia. I threw her over my shoulders. “And you’re all mine.”

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Alicia Elliston

I spun around before my big brother. I wiggled my tight rump at him as I stared out at the family. He was on the couch. Melody had already slid between Pam’s thighs, eager to lick her clean. Mrs. Hiragawa and Aunt Vicky were slipping into a sixty-nine while Zoey had our mother crawling over to lick her ass. Stefani held up a double-headed dildo.

“Fuck me with this, Lee,” Stefani cooed.

“Yes, Mistress Stefani!” Lee said.

“Ooh, Daddy, our family is amazing,” I cooed. The older I got, the more I wanted to cling to the fantasy I was a little girl. Even if my twins were getting so big. I tried not to think about them. I saw them the other day. They were happy staying with the Reenburgs.

“Yes, it is,” he said.

“And you’re going to fight to make sure that we stay together!” I said. “You’re going to win.”

“That’s right,” he said, full of such confidence.

Then he grabbed my hips and pulled me down. I gasped as he brought me right to his cock. I shuddered as my waxed-bare pussy, done by Stefani just the other day, nuzzled into his dick. My pussy swallowed him with ease. I sank down him, shuddering as my big brother stretched me out.

I sat down on him. My hands on my knees. He gripped my sides as I wiggled my hips, stirring his amazing shaft around in my cunny. The pleasure rippled through my body. I groaned and squeezed my eyes shut for a moment.

Then he lifted me up.

“Daddy!” I squealed, squeezing my twat around him.

“My little princess!” he groaned as he slid me to the tip of his long dick. Then he slammed me back down. “Fuck, that’s good!”

“You make my cunny feel so good!” I moaned, my pigtail dancing around my face.

He pumped me up and down his cock. I groaned, squeezing about his cock. I loved the feel of his dick in me. My pussy gripping his shaft, drinking in the friction. He was so strong, lifting me over and over again.

The pleasure spilled through my body. Little stars danced around the edges of my vision. They twinkled with such amazing brilliance. They were just so gorgeous. I could stare at them forever. I grinned in delight, my hips wiggled back and forth, stirring my twat around his cock. It was an amazing thing to enjoy.

And I knew I made him feel amazing.

He grunted, groaned, as he worked me up and down his dick. My pussy clung to him. I gasped, my firm titties jiggling. My butt-cheeks smacked into his thighs on every downstroke. His cock reached so deep into me.

“Yes, yes, yes, Daddy!” I cooed. “You make my cunny feel so good.”

“He makes all our cunnies feel amazing!” Pam said, squirming on the ground as Melody feasted on her creampie.

“He does, Mommy-Pam!” I moaned, squeezing my twat around his dick. “Yes, yes, yes! Oh, he makes me feel amazing!”

“Ride him, little sis!” Zoey cooed, riding our mother’s face. Zoey’s big tits heaved while her hands kneaded our mothers’ large boobies. “Mmm, you look so cute and sexy.”

“Yeah, she does!” Stefani panted, humping against Lee as they worked the double-ended dildo in and out of the other’s cunt.

“Such a sexy princess!” Lee moaned.

I beamed at them, my orgasm building so fast. My big brother worked me up and down his cock. He slammed me down his dick and then dragged me up again. I groaned, my hair swaying from side to side. The pleasure stirred through me. It was incredible to enjoy. I bit my lip, reveling in every second of it.

Clint groaned. His hand tightened. I knew my pussy was driving him wild. He would be cumming in me any moment. Just firing all his jizz into my twat. I wanted it so bad. I loved it when he fired off all his cum into me.

“Daddy!” I gasped, squeezing my cunny around his cock as he slid me up and down his dick. “Give me all your passion! Love me, Daddy! Breed your little princess!”

“Shit!” he groaned and impaled me down his cock.

His dick reached so deep in me. I gasped, arching my back as he knocked on my cervix. Then he grunted. Hot cum spurted out and flooded against me. Feeling his spunk splash against the entrance to my womb sent me over the edge.

“Daddy! I love your cum in me, Daddy!”

He spurted blast after blast of cum into my pussy. He fired it into me over and over again. That wonderful bliss swept hot through me. It was amazing to enjoy. A wild rush. The pleasure blazed through my mind as more and more of my big brother’s incestuous spunk erupted into me.

My cunny milked him with hunger. I squirmed and groaned, my twat going wild around his dick. He panted as I wrung him dry. I hit my pinnacle of rapture. I hung there, panting, my little titties rising and falling as I gazed out at the living room.

Our family writhed together. Loved each other. There was nothing wrong with this. In a few weeks, when the trial started, we would show the world that. We would expose just how beautiful our incestuous harem was.

And we’d win. I just knew it! My big brother wouldn’t let us down.

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Clinton “Clint” Elliston III

Jonette Walsh…

Would she ruin everything? Had I led my family into a trap? Had I failed us all thinking I could convince twelve strangers to vote us not guilty when we were. We broke the law—were breaking the law right now.

I closed my eyes as Alicia squirmed on my lap. Had I fucked everything up?

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Delilah Midgley

I felt disembodied when I stumbled into my apartment. How did I get on his jury? Clint Elliston’s. I barely made it through selection. Number 21. Everyone with a number higher than mine was either an alternative or dismissed. I slumped down into my couch.

“Fuck me,” I muttered and stared up at the ceiling. Then I glanced at the picture of my son. If only incest were legal, I could be with him. I rolled over on my side. I wanted to grab my phone and call him. Invite him over.

Beg to suck his cock.

I shoved a pillow between my legs, my pussy on fire. I closed my eyes, my naughty fantasies playing out in my mind. If only incest were legal. Then I wouldn’t be a terrible mother. I’d be an awesome Mom.

“Ian,” I whimpered, picturing my son, and ground on the pillow.

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Alysha Walsh

“I’m on Clint Elliston’s jury,” the text from my mother read.

I glared at it. “So you get to ruin his life, too? I thought I said don’t text me. I’m done with you. Jaiden and I are free!”

I had done it. School had been out for weeks. I had found my brother. He’d been scared, but we were two states away now. Alamogordo, New Mexico. That bitch couldn’t find us. No one had to know that we were brother and sister here. We lied, said we were married.

“Come home. We can talk about it. You can’t be doing well. Your brother is like your father. He’ll leave you high and dry.”

“Fuck you bitch!” I texted back. I glanced at the clock. Jaiden would be home any minute. I was going to welcome him in style. The way only his little sister could. “Never text me again! You’re not my mother!”

I threw my phone down. I didn’t need her. I had my own life.

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Elmer Bennett

“I’m on Clint Elliston’s jury,” I told my wife when I came home.

“Holy geez,” she said, turning around. She wore a sleeveless sundress, a picture of iced tea on the counter. “That’s incredible.”

“Yeah,” I said, guilt twisting in my guts. “I should have said… said I couldn’t be. You’re Pam Elliston’s patient.”

“Why didn’t you tell them that?” Candy asked.

“Because you’re Pam Elliston’s patient. They’re going to wonder about them. A sex therapist who helps women. I mean, look at you.”

She arched an eyebrow at me. “What is that supposed to mean?”

“That you want me to have sex with our daughter. Because of Pam.”

“She just helped me understand my desires.” Candy drew up her skirt to flash a skimpy, red thong. “Your daughter was wearing these earlier. She handed them to me. Told me she masturbated in them.”

“Fuck,” I groaned, falling to my knees.

“Eat me out then let’s go do it. It’s time. Your daughter’s ready. You have a chance to enjoy something amazing and help an innocent family escape persecution.” My wife wiggled her hips. “What do you say.”

I couldn’t hold out any longer. I leaned forward, breathing in her musk mixed with my daughter’s soaked into those panties. I tried to be a good man. I did, but the women in my life wanted to corrupt me.

And I wanted to be corrupted. The rest of the jury might despise Clint, but he’d have one ally even if he didn’t know it.

To be continued…

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