Family Issues part 3
Family Issues part 3
Sex Story Author: | wrpj7569 |
Sex Story Excerpt: | That's unacceptable." "Well, you don't make the decisions around here," Nichole sputtered at his audacity. "What she did... What |
Sex Story Category: | Anal |
Sex Story Tags: | Anal, Fantasy, Hardcore, Incest, Male / Older Female, Non-consensual sex, Reluctance |
CHAPTER 4
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Falling asleep between two warm, beautiful, naked women was like a dream come true. Jason finally drifted off with a shit-eating-grin plastered across his face, but when he woke up the next morning he was alone. He felt the disappointment like a hollow pit in his stomach, and for a few moments, it was hard to believe that it hadn’t been some disturbingly erotic dream.
He had never came more than twice in a single night with Rachel. After the second time, his cock usually became useless, but last night was something else. Watching his aunt make his Mother cum with her talented tongue, something he had failed to do, was so sexy that it got him hard a third time. And since Rachel’s ass was already in the air, so he couldn’t resist getting some of that tight little pussy.
Rachel came three times in the first five minutes. Jason’s cock was just so thick, and commanding, her body wanted to orgasm the moment he slid inside her, and he knew exactly what drove her crazy. She was so tight, and he was so big, long, slow strokes drove her completely nuts, and every time it pushed her over the edge, her body started to shake and convulse.
Rachel was gasping, groaning, and howling in release, but Nikki was starting to get frustrated, so she grabbed her sister’s head and held it in place as she ground her pussy into her face. Jason liked that desperate, aching desire in his mother’s eyes, so he decided to help her out a little. He grabbled a handful of Rachel’s hair, something he already knew that she liked, and just held himself still inside her as Nichole’s face started to light up.
Watching his mother’s face as her orgasm built and then exploded was almost too much for him. She was gasping and writhing on the bed, so wanton and completely… open. She was always so controlled and proper, seeing her like this was like seeing into her soul for the first time. When she finally came, she broke into the most genuine, care-free smile that he had ever seen on her face, and he wanted to join her.
On pure impulse, Jason shoved Rachel out of the way, and Nikki gasped in surprise as he shoved her legs back and sank his thick prick inside her. She had a split second to marvel at how wonderful if felt to have a cock inside her again, and then she was just trying to breathe as Jason started to pound the hell out of her. It felt like he was driving into her with every ounce of strength he had, and she screamed as another orgasm tore through her body like it was going to rip her apart.
“Oh my fucking God!” Nichole screeched.
Jason jerked out of her as his balls clenched, and his cock pulsated in his hand as he sent arching ropes of cum splattering across her abdomen and chest. Then he just collapsed and watched as Rachel licked up all his seed, slurping up a little, and then transferring it to Nikki with a deep kiss.
She didn’t stop until she licked her sister clean, and then they all snuggled up, just to take a break.
The next thing Jason knew, it was almost one in the afternoon, and if his cock wasn’t so sore, he wouldn’t have believed that it really happened. He got up and took a quick shower before he went downstairs. He didn’t see his mother anywhere but Rachel was hanging out on the couch, watching television and looking miserable.
“You look like death,” he told her as he sat down on the loveseat.
“Thanks for noticing,” Rachel told him dryly before she took a drink of ice water and shut off the television. “But we have a bigger problem than my hangover.”
“What?” Jason frowned.
“Regret,” Rachel told him simply. “Nikki and I were pretty drunk last night, and she’s ashamed of what we did. She told me that she didn’t know how she was ever supposed look at you again, and she asked me to move out.”
“What?” Jason repeated in disbelief.
“You don’t really know her very well,” Rachel struggled with how to say it. “She’s like two different people. The woman you’ve always known is a persona she created to deal with the responsibility of being a single mother. All she does is worry, and think, and worry some more. She’s almost rigid because she feels responsible for you, and she only wants what’s best for you, and now she’s afraid that she’s ruined you.”
“And then there’s the woman I saw last night,” Jason sat back and sighed heavily.
“That’s what happens when she just gives in and lives for the moment,” Rachel nodded slowly. “That’s the happy, funny, sexy sister that I grew up with, and I want her back. How do we fix this?” She asked with tears in her eyes. “We have to fix this.”
“Where is she?” Jason asked quietly.
“She hasn’t come out of her room since she dragged me out of your bed this morning,” Rachel couldn’t stop the tears, and her voice trembled slightly as she looked at him with pleading eyes. “She told me she hated me, Jay. I can’t have her hate me. She’s the only thing on this Earth that I’ve ever loved.”
“I’m going to fix it,” Jason promised as he got up and gave her a light kiss on the forehead before heading back upstairs.
Now he just had to figure out how.
Nichole didn’t answer when Jason knocked on her door. She was just laying on her bed, fully clothed in one of the cheap, one piece outfits that Rachel called “Mom Dresses.” She just felt dirty, and disgusted with her sister as well as herself.
She just wanted to die.
Nichole continued to ignore it as he knocked louder. He didn’t say anything, but she knew it was him as he tried the door and discovered that it was locked. It was almost like she could feel him out there, but after several moments of silence, she knew he had left. She took a deep, unsteady breath, trying to keep from bursting into tears again, and that was when the door swung open.
Nichole sat up and gaped at Jason in surprise as he came in and shut the door behind him. Part of her wanted to just crumble right then and there, but then “Mom” came roaring to the forefront, trying to stamp out her doubts.
“How did you…?” She faltered at first. “That was locked for a reason, Jason. Please, just give me some time alone.”
“No,” he told her bluntly as he walked over to the bed. “We need to talk about this right now. You told Rach that you hate her, and kicked her out of the house.
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