Doctor’s Incestuous Family Chapter 8: Sister’s Incestuous Surprise

Doctor’s Incestuous Family
(An Incestuous Harem Story)
Chapter Eight: Sister’s Incestuous Surprise
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2017

Note: Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this!

Dr. Bernice Wilson

“Have fun at your convention,” my son said as I headed out the door, my suitcase rolling behind me.

A hot shudder ran through me, my pussy tingling and nipples aching as James grinned at me as he sat at the breakfast table beside his sister. The little trollop was wearing a t-shirt far too small and a soft blue thong that was fully on display.

“Yeah, Mom, bye!” Jenny said, her blue eyes minx-bright. She wanted James. I was growing more and more sure of it. But he didn’t need her. He had his girlfriend, and he had me. “We’ll miss you.”

Another hot shudder ran through me. Today I would meet James’s girlfriend. For three weeks, since I seduced him, I wondered about who she was. I thought she must be at professor at his college, an older woman like me. But the pink thong he produced Thursday night, covered in his cum and her pussy juices, made me wonder if it wasn’t a girl his age.

Either way, I was having a hot threesome with them. James’s girlfriend found it so hot I was fucking my son.

I headed out the door, trying not to shout out my love for my hunky son. Nineteen, so strong, maturing into a powerful man. He would be a lady killer. I know he made me swoon. I squirmed as I started my car. We told Jenny I was going out of town for a medical convention, but really I was going to spend the weekend at the hotel with James and his girlfriend.

Two days of hot and wild sex.

I rubbed my hand on my tummy every time I had to stop at a light on the way to the Grand Paramount Hotel. I was pregnant. Bred by my own son. I had no idea what I would tell others. I had just found out. I especially worried about my daughter.

She would throw it in my face after how terrible I was acting. Whenever I was away from her, I wanted to try and mend fences, but when I was around, seeing her prance around James, using the same whorish techniques the eighteen-year-old had used on the married teacher who knocked her up, it sent my blood boiling and the most horrible things spilled out of my lips.

I pushed that down. After the weekend, once I met this other woman, I would patch things up with Jenny. She wouldn’t steal my son from me.

I arrived at the Grand Paramount, pulling up beneath the covered valet driveway. It was a glamorous hotel, built in the thirties, and with that delightful, art deco retro look about it. A white tower thrusting up around the other tall building in downtown. I squirmed as I handed over my keys to the valet and walked in.

“I have a reservation,” I purred to the concierge. “Under James and Bernice Wilson.” I smiled. “My…lover will be here later.”

“Of course,” the concierge, wearing a black suit, said, a smile that promised discretion on his lips. He probably thought I was married and having an affair. “I just need a credit card.”

Ten minutes later, I was in our suite. It was expensive, and I didn’t care. I was giddy to have this fun. There was a huge bed, covered in graceful white covers with pink roses. Potpourri scented the air. The curtains were heavy and I drew them closed, plunging the room into romantic darkness. I opened my suitcase, pulling out the scented candles.

James would arrive at noon. I would have everything ready.

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Jenny Wilson

“Oh, my god,” I moaned, bouncing with excitement for my threesome with James and his mystery girlfriend today. I was so eager to meet her.

Who was she? Which girl at school was it? Carmelita, Michelle, Juana, or Maria. They were all cute in their own way. Or was it a teacher? There were a few MILF’s at our school. I knew James had a thing for big tits. He claimed my smaller, rounder tits were fine, but…

I hoped they would grow big with my pregnancy. I couldn’t wait to nurse my brother with my tits. Alicia said it was so hot to nurse from Melody and Pam. My friend told me so many wicked things about sex. She acted so innocent, like she was a five-year-old girl, but the things she knew made my eyes bulge sometimes.

I was most looking forward to eating my first creampie, licking my brother’s cum out of his girlfriend’s pussy.

I was so excited, I darted through the house, ripping off my too small t-shirt, my tits bouncing before me. I burst into James’s room. He sat at a desk working on his homework. He turned around, grinning at the sight of my naked tits.

“Let’s fuck!” I moaned, darting to him. I jumped onto his lap. “Let’s fuck and fuck and fuck! We have hours to kill.”

I ground my thong on his crotch, my pussy growing so juicy. His cock hardened beneath him as my tits jiggled right in his face. Mom would be gone until tomorrow night. We had the house to ourselves. We could enjoy ourselves. No hiding. No sneaking around. Just loving each other.

And his girlfriend. She could come back after our afternoon at the hotel. If she was nice.

She better be nice.

“No fucking,” James said, being stern.

“But I’m horny,” I groaned, bouncing on his cock. “You knocked me up and made me horny.”

“And I want all that horny energy saved up for this afternoon,” he grinned. “I’ll have two women to satiate. I need my stamina, too.”

“Please.” I blinked my eyes rapidly at him, squirming, my boobs jiggling right before his face. “Pretty please, big brother.”

He let out a groan of frustration. “No. I mean it. Plenty of time for fucking this afternoon.”

I let out a screech of annoyance and hopped off of him. “Just tell me who she is then.”

“Nope.”

“I won’t go,” I said, crossing my arms before him.

“You will,” James grinned, his eyes flicking down to my thong. “You’re too horny not to.”

I screeched again. “Darn it! I am.” I threw myself on his bed, my tits bouncing. “I’m just soooooo bored.”

“Work on homework,” James said. “We’re going to have a busy weekend.”

I shivered. “We’re going to spend it all having fun, right?”

“Right,” he nodded, such a huge grin on his face. “I have been dying for this for weeks.”

I bit my lip. “You really like her.”

“Love her. And just as much as I love you.”

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James Wilson

Jenny squirmed the entire way on the city bus. I wish we had a second car. She bounced beside me in her long skirt, blouse, and jacket. Fall weather was turning more and more unpleasant, no more were girls wearing the short skirts at school. Her cheeks were flushed, looking so cute with her brown hair held back by a headband.

She counted the stops. “Five more to go. Four more to go. Three more to go. Oh, James, Two more to go. One more to go. We’re here!”

Everyone looked at her when she hopped to her feet and darted for the exit. I followed after, grinning at her. She bounced on her feet, waiting for me, her hips swaying. Her cuteness almost overwhelmed me, her blue eyes so bright, her button-small nose quivering over pursed lips.

She took my arm. “Let’s go, big brother.”

The hotel was another two blocks away. It was nice walking with my sister on my arm. In downtown, we just looked like another young couple, boyfriend and girlfriend. No one here knew us. They didn’t think it was wrong for us to be so affectionate.

I even kissed her. A quick, hot meeting of lips that had her shuddering and bouncing for joy. It was so wonderful seeing her so happy.

I got the key from the desk clerk. He gave me a look then flicked his eyes to Jenny waiting behind me, but didn’t say a word. I could see it in his eyes—discretion. He didn’t care what we were doing up there.

“Ohmygod, ohmygod,” my sister said, her excitement running her words together, echoing in the elevator as we rode it up. “This is happening.”

“Yeah,” I said, my heart racing, my cock so hard. “It is.”

It dinged at our floor. Three doors down, we arrived. I reached into my pocket and pulled out a lacy, black sleeping mask. My sister blinked as I dangled it before her face.

“What’s that for?” she asked.

“I want you to wear it. My girlfriend inside is wearing one, too. I want you two to…enjoy each other before the big reveal.”

Her eyes widened. “Oh, my god, that’s so wild. You know this is killing me not knowing.”

“Yeah,” I grinned. “But you’re going to do it, aren’t you?”

She nodded her head and snatched the blindfold from me. She pulled off her hairband, handing it to me while her hair spilled across her shoulders. Then she pulled on the sleeping mask, adjusting it. She reached out her hand to grab my arm.

“Don’t let me trip,” she hissed.

“I won’t.” I kissed her on the lips. “I love you.”

The words made her shudder, a smile on her lips. I loved seeing her smile.

I shoved the keycard into the slot, my heart racing. This would work. I would finally have them both. The lock whirred. I opened the door and led my sister in.

It was dark inside. The soft scent of spice filled the air. Candles burned, golden light dancing. I could just see the bed and a pair of long, naked thighs on white covers. I guided my sister forward, whispering, “Don’t make any sounds.