Incestuous Harem’s Passion 1: Naughty Jealous Passions

Incestuous Harem’s Passion

(An Incestuous Harem Story)

Chapter One: Naughty Jealous Passions

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2019

Note: Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this!

December 17th, 2026 – Detective Nelson Tucker

I snapped pictures with a telephoto lens, aimed at the targets of my current investigation. From the backseat of our unmarked car, I could see him, Clint Elliston hugging his wife, Pam. He was a tall, young man in his twenties, dark hair, wearing jeans and a t-shirt. He stood before a black SUV. His wife was shorter, a petite, Japanese woman with sleek, black hair.

Beside them stood his “cousin,” Melody Samuels. I had my suspicions on the sandy-blonde woman and her true relationship to Clint.

The young man had pissed off people in Sacramento. Powerful people with his rhetoric, his desire to change laws and upend relationships. Bigamy. Incest. He wanted to make both legal in not only California but the entire country.

“Okay, thanks,” my partner, Detective Sunny Salvage said, lowering her cell phone. She slipped it into her jacket pocket. She was young to be a detective, only twenty-three, a rising star in Sacramento P.D. She glanced back at me, her round face peering through the gap between the driver and passenger seat. She had a legal pad in hand.

“Your contact at the State Department?” I asked.

“Yeah,” she answered. “They have no records of a George Philip Samuels ever applying for a visa. He’s not Canadian like it says on Melody’s and Leann’s birth certificates.”

“Still doesn’t prove that they’re Clint’s sisters and not his cousins,” I said. I had my suspicion, but in California, first cousins could have sex and even marry. Siblings, even half-siblings, could not. “He could have crossed the border with his driver’s license. No one cared back then.”

“True,” Sunny said. She glanced out at the SUV where our target stood talking with Pam and Melody. “We’ll have to catch him with Zoey or Alicia. No getting around him there.” Those two were Clint’s “official” sisters. The names on the birth certificate’s for both women’s children were another Canadian they couldn’t locate.

I shook my head as Clint climbed into his black SUV, his wife and cousin slipping into the back. “His entire family,” I growled. “That’s fucked up.”

“We’ll nail his ass,” Sunny said, flashing a vicious grin.

She was young but bloodthirsty. I loved it. I took another picture as my partner started our car. I set my camera down as she backed our car out of the space. We would follow him at a discreet distance. Eventually, he would fuck up.

My phone buzzed in my pocket, set on silence. I pulled it out and swiped the screen, seeing it came from communications. “Detective Tucker.”

“Detective Tucker,” the cool voice of the communication officer reported, “you have a message. Identification has tracked down the person who took the photo. Texting you the information.”

I smiled. “Thanks.” I hung up. “New plan. We have a lead.”

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June 3rd, 2017 – Clinton “Clint” Elliston II

The day was warm. I grinned as Zoey arched her eyebrows at me as I led her to this small alcove outside our college. It was by the main HVAC unit, drawing in air to keep the school inside warm or cold. No one came back here.

“We could be doing this inside,” said Zoey, my older sister. She was a busty girl with brassy hair, a year older than me.

“You’re about to graduate,” I said. “We’re not going to have much time to have fun outside of school.”

“Or inside,” she said. “Where we won’t get caught.”

“But it’s such a nice day,” I said, giving my big sister a grin. The last six months had been wild. At the start of my junior year of college last September, I had to change my family’s life. I had claimed all the women in my family into an incestuous harem. It started with Melody. I thought she was just my cousin then, but it turned out she was my half-sister.

When we discovered our mothers, who were sisters, were lovers, it changed everything.

Melody and I dominated our mothers, then we seduced Alicia, discovered bratty Lee was a masochist, found out that Pam was our long-lost sister, seduced her mother, and lastly invited Zoey to join the fun. I had a different relationship with each of the women in my harem. I loved Melody and Pam as my girlfriends, Alicia was my special princess, Zoey was my fuck buddy (along with her best friend), and my mom, Aunt Vicky, and Lee were my sex slaves.

“You know you want to take off your top, give our brother a titty fuck, and have fun out here,” Melody said. Her sandy-blonde hair fell in a braid down her back. She wore a maternity dress, her pregnant belly swollen with our first child. She was almost due, two weeks away, and looked so hot with her hands holding her belly.

“You’re the exhibitionist,” said Zoey.

“You’re the stripper,” countered Melody with a big grin on her face.

Learning my older sister was a stripper and not working at Dairy Queen had been a surprise. I was angry at her for keeping it from the family. She had agreed to join the harem and obey, not as a sex slave but as someone following the rules.

“That’s just for money,” Zoey said. She looked around as I sat on the chair I had Lee set out ahead of time. I’d have to give her a reward for doing a good job. Maybe I’d shove a vibrating butt plug up her ass and send her to classes with it buzzing away.

“And this is for fun,” Melody said and then pulled off her maternity dress. Her round belly came into view first, ripe and swollen with our daughter. Next, she revealed her tits as she pulled the dress over her head. Those beautiful, twenty-year-old breasts were plump and round, looking firm, her nipples bigger than they were six months ago when I first made love to Melody. I grinned at her pregnant beauty. My queen squeezed those perfect breasts, wearing only a thong. “Get those tits out and love our brother.”

Zoey rolled her eyes. “Fine.” She looked around. “It is kind of hot.”

“Kind of?” Melody asked as her hands slipped down her round belly. She caressed over her pregnant stomach and reached down to her thong. She peeled it off, exposing her shaved twat, her pussy lips tight and juicy. She wiggled her body, her stomach swaying, her firm titties jiggling. “It’s fucking hot!”

“Yeah,” Zoey groaned, staring at our pregnant sister. “Fine. Let’s have some fun. I’m about to graduate. You’ll have to find another busty sister to give you a titty fuck at school.”

“Maybe there’s another one out there,” said Melody. “A busty, Japanese sister. That would be hot.”

I smiled. Our departed father had claimed both our mothers as his sex slaves. Mom and Aunt Vicky knew he had a thing for Japanese girls. They found him lovers. There might be more sisters out there, but we only knew of Pam. We were lucky to have found her and her mother, Mrs. Hiragawa.

Zoey pulled off her belly shirt, revealing her large tits constrained in a leopard print bra. Her brassy hair spilled about her lush and beautiful face. She had a hungry look on her eyes, her hips swaying in her low-riding jeans. Her thong peeked out, red and exciting.

“Cute bra,” said Melody, her hands fondling her tits.

“Bought it last week,” said Zoey as she reached behind her. “Stefani chose it.”

“She has great taste,” said Melody, licking her lips.

Zoey winked as she undid her bra next. She had the biggest tits in the family, larger even than our mother’s. It was hot watching her large breasts coming into view. They were soft and beautiful, swaying with her every moment. I could see why she made money stripping.

I had hot sisters.

She licked her lips and arched an eyebrow at me as she squeezed her fingers into her tits. She kneaded them, squeezed them. My dick throbbed and ached as she sauntered to me. Her hips swayed from side to side, clad in those tight jeans.

“Mmm, I’m going to give you such a hot titty fuck,” she purred. “Your cock’s going to be molten between my titties. I’m going to work them up and down. I’m going to make you cum so fucking hard, bro.”

I grinned at her. “Big talk. You better deliver.”

“Or you’ll spank me?” she cooed as she sank down before me. “You’ll bend me over and spank my ass until I beg for your forgiveness.”

“I like the sound of that,” purred Melody. “You have a hot ass, Zoey. It should be red more often.”

Zoey’s smile played on her sultry lips. “I’m not Lee. I don’t fuck up. When I give a titty fuck, my brother is satisfied.”

“Do it,” moaned Melody, her eyes smoldering. “Give our man the most amount of pleasure you can!” She squeezed her tits hard. Her fingers massaged her breasts, sliding up to her pink nipples. She latched onto those hard nubs and squeezed them.

Zoey ran her hands up my jeans to my crotch. Her fingernails rasped across the denim. The scrape was incredible. My dick throbbed at the feel. I smiled as she reached my hardon’s bulge. She squeezed my cock. She massaged me. Teased me. She stroked up and down my shaft, teasing me.

She massaged the tip through my jeans. My dick throbbed and ached. My balls were full of cum that would fire out of me. She grinned at me and licked her lips. She had such pouty lips. Then her fingers unsnapped my jeans.

The zipper rasped as she drew it down. She opened my fly, her hand reaching into my jeans to pull out my cock. I groaned as she tugged down my pants and boxers. I lifted my ass, helping her out. My hard dick came into sight, kissed by the warm, late spring sunlight.

“God, I love that cock,” Melody moaned. She squeezed her nipples. “Anyone could come across us, Zoey. Isn’t it hot? We could get caught loving our brother.”

“Mmm, we could,” Zoey said. “God, you two have my head all screwed up. I’m so wet, you know that?”

“Perfect,” I said. I grabbed a fistful of her brassy hair. “I want to feel those big tits sliding up and down my dick. I want you to make me cum.”

“Yes!” Zoey hissed, her breasts jiggling.

“Ooh, go for it,” Melody moaned, her right hand sliding down from her tits to her stomach. She stroked across her belly, touching her swollen roundness. She was heavy with my child, proof of our incestuous love. She reached lower, heading for her shaved cunt.

As Zoey lifted her tits, Melody reached her pussy. My half-sister fingered her twat, hazel eyes smoldering. Zoey piled her tits around my cock. Her huge breasts swallowed my shaft. Her soft boobs felt amazing on my dick.