My Mom and my Sis are my Sex Slaves Part 2

This will be a series of stories which serves as an epilogue to the “Playing Dare with Sis”, “Training my Sister Kayleigh” and “Making my Mom my Slave” series. This series will loop all story lines together. It really won’t make much sense unless the other stories are read first.

This final series will focus around David building towards the life he always fantasized about, where he and his sex slave mom and sister would live in unbothered harmony. The story will be told through the perspective of multiple characters involved.

DISCLAIMER #1: All sexual acts in this story occur between adults over the age of 18.

DISCLAIMER #2: Themes of this story revolve largely around humiliation, sex slavery, and voyeurism. If you are not interested in these themes, please do not read. Of course, in real life much of what is portrayed in this story is despicable, and should not be tolerated under any circumstance. Hence, why this is a story of fantasy, and should not be taken seriously.

DISCLAIMER #3: While themes of the story certainly can be dark, I do try to keep things light with a certain “comic book” style. Again keep in mind that this is a work of fantasy and not everything will be fully realistic.

Enjoy! Please leave comments on what you want to see next as much of the following chapter is a work in progress. Cheers.

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John’s Narration

It was Friday evening and I was just reaching the house after seemingly months away from home and a full day of travel. I was pissed. Despite my family knowing that I was taking care of family matters after my mother passing, I didn’t even receive a text from any of them after my Wife came back home about a month ago. I’d maybe expect this from my Daughter Kayleigh and my good for nothing son David, but I was shocked by my Wife’s behaviour. Usually she was so caring.

To top it all off, my Wife informed me that she and David were away this weekend at a college site visit for my Son. I was shocked that any college would let that kid near them, but hey, it would be better for me to have him out of the house, so I wasn’t against it. Still, it meant that after a sexless past month, I wouldn’t be getting any this weekend either. My daughter Kayleigh was the only one that would be home.

The thought of spending some alone time with Kayleigh brought a smile to my face though. She was the apple of my eye. She was a beautiful, smart and accomplished girl. I was always proud of her achievements. She was always daddy’s litte girl, I liked to think that we shared a special bond.

I knocked on the door and was greeted with Kayleigh. She was beaming a smile.

“Daddy!! I’m so happy to see you.” She beamed

I looked her up and down. My daughter was always gorgeous, but this summer she seemed to have taken her looks to the next level. Everything about her face, hair and skin seemed radiant. My eye drifted down from her face and my jaw almost dropped. She was wearing a skin tight pink tank top. The neck of it seemed to dive down endlessly showing her cleavage. And speaking of cleavage.. it looked like my daughter’s breasts had doubled in size since the last time I saw her! Teenage hormones I guess..

She gave me a tight hug. I almost welped. ‘Woah’ I thought to myself as I felt two large breasts press against my chest through her sweat shirt. I wrapped my hands around my daughter’s bare waist, as her tank top ended at the level of her navel. She certainly seemed a lot slimmer around the waist, which was impossibly narrow now with not an ounce of fat.

“Hey Kayls, great to see you again hon!” I tried to keep my composure

She took my bags and helped carry them up the stairs to my room. Again, this was to my surprise. Partly due to Daddy spoiling her, she did gain the reputation of being a bit of a brat. I took it as a pleasant surprise.

I followed her up the stairs, almost mesmerized by the sight in front of me. She was wearing a tight pair of her matching pink high school volley ball shorts. The fabric was skin tights to her butt, sinking in to her ass crack to show plenty of cheek. I was sure that these shorts were fitting much tighter on her than they used to..

I dizzily followed her ass into my room as we both put pieces of luggage down. I stole another look at her body before commenting.

“Thanks Kayls, you’re a sweetheart. I’m gonna unpack OK but I’ll see you downstairs.”

“No problem Daddy!” she beamed before giving me another tight hug.

I felt the bulge in my pants get even bigger as I felt her perfect tight teenage body press against mine. She made this hug even tighter than the first. I couldn’t complain..

Her tits pressed hard against my chest. From the feel of her tits against my chest, I realized that she didn’t have a bra on which amazed me given how her tits seemed to defy gravity and naturally sit so high on her chest. My hands grasped the small of her back, and it took a lot for me to not let them fall towards her ass cheeks.

I let go of her before I did anything stupid. I smiled and thanked her again for her help. She scampered out of the room, I stole another few looks at her ass jiggling before I pried my eyes away and got to unpacking.

I had to take a few calm breaths to settle myself after she left. I reflected on what had just happened.

Kayleigh had always been a beautiful girl. In the last few years, she certainly had developed into a sexy young woman. I’d be lying if I told you that I didn’t check her out when I could. As her tits and ass grew bigger over the years, I would spend more and more time thinking about her in ways that a father should never think of his daughter. Over the past year, even when I was fucking my wife I would often pretend that I was fucking Kayleigh! This certainly seemed to spruce up our sex lives!

Of course it was all just fantasy, I knew that I could never do anything to act on these perverse thoughts. I had a perfect daughter and loving wife, a successful career, and came from a prestigious family. There was no way I would let some perverse fantasy jeopardize everything I had built.

Now, I couldn’t stop thinking about her body though. She had developed into a sexual goddess this summer though; I couldn’t believe it! She miraculously became curvier but more toned. I chalked it up to the perfect mix of post pubescent hormones, genetics, and hard work with her volleyball camp this summer.

Just then I heard her footsteps scamper up the steps. She had two large glasses of wine in her hands. She gave me one.

“A well deserved glass of wine for you daddy.” She beamed “we’re going to relax tonight.”

“I can cheers to that!” I exclaimed.

I took a small sip, while she took a large gulp. She motioned to me to drink up. I chuckled before taking a large gulp. I couldn’t help but think the wine tasted a bit funny, more bitter than I’d expect. But I shook it off a kept drinking.

She again scampered off again. She let me know to call her when I was done so she could bring me another glass. I practically drooled at the site of her ass cheeks jiggling with each skipping step away from me.

I drank the glass down a bit quicker than usual. I started to feel a bit warm. I wouldn’t call myself a light weight, but I hadn’t been drinking much over the past while and I was quite tired, so I thought the wine was getting to me more than it usually would.