THE KINCAID FAMILY KINK – part 3

THE KINCAID FAMILY KINK – part 3

by Oediplex 8==3~

Part 3: What happened when all three view the video

A sort of unspoken agreement of a sexual truce was in effect over the next couple of days. It was not as if they regretted anything they had done, nor were the Kincaids burned out or shy. Now that the hot action, which had crossed certain boundaries of intimacy had happened, they were willing to not press for any more testing of the lewd limits already stretched. More like, letting the tide ebb out before it rolls back in, allowing the pendulum of events to make its natural swinging cycle, they waited for the natural cycle to come (cum?) full circle. All of them could tell, by looking at one another, from the way no one brought up the subject of their foray into the outskirts of incest; (which spoke volumes about everybody’s suspicions that they would be engaged in the mangling manage once again) that it was just a matter of time and temptation and opportunity.

Harry and Mandy even refrained from hot and heavy huddling that the pair held so dear. All was respectful and relaxed among the family threesome. Then Jack was a bundle of nervous energy one afternoon. Mandy could tell something was in the wind, but she waited for Harry to be home and for him to be the one to investigate the matter. As the two men came into the kitchen after a conference in Jack’s room, she overheard Harry say, “Well, I think it would be alright to tell your mom, she knew you were going to anyway.”

“Knew what? What are you two gabbing about?”

“Ah . . . Mom, I got a package today – in the mail?”

“I saw, was it a new game disk?”

“No, it was a DVD.”

“Yes?”

“The video.” Mandy had a blank look. “The porno video that dad and I saw at the hotel? I suggested that I order it and you agreed, remember? You even said you would pay for it, it cost thirty bucks by the way. But it’s worth every dollar. Wait till you see it, you look awesome! Uh . . . I meant the woman who looks like you is awesome – you’re awesome too, you’re both sexy and hot, real MILFs!

“How do you know if the gal in the video is a mother? I know I’m a mother you’d like to fuck, but that porno flick is the closest you’re going to get to doing it to your old mom!”

“As opposed to watching us the other night, Mandy?” Harry had her there.

“Ah . . . yeah, he can watch the video as many times as he likes, but our . . . uh . . . encounter – isn’t something that is going to be a regular thing. It just sort of happened by – happenstance, for lack of a better term, and now that Jack has his video of my clone fucking, he doesn’t need to invade our privacy, or horn in on our love life, no matter how horny I make him.” She smiled at her son.

“Does that mean you’re not going to watch the video with dad and me?” Jack was obviously disappointed by his tone.

“Well, are you and your father going to do what you did, when you saw it at the hotel?”

They both looked at each other, then turned to face her. As one they chimed, “Of course!”

“Let me think about it over dinner.” Mandy equivocated. But she wouldn’t miss the show of her two guys pulling their puds for anything. However, she didn’t want to seem too eager. Not to have them think she was expecting any repeat of the other evening, fun as it had been. After all, as any good ‘poke-her’ player knows, you don’t tip your hand, nor lay all your cards down until the round is over. Mandy’s bet was that it would be Jack’s gonna’ be wild and the King would kinky; but this Queen intended to trump any try to get her to do something she was not ready for, and she meant that with all her heart, in spades!

Dinner was simple spaghetti and meatballs made earlier. Harry opened a very nice Vapolicelli, they killed the first bottle of wine and left half of the second one to finish with the movie. Each of them changed into robes. Just robes. Somehow, it didn’t seem fitting for everybody to just saunter into the living room nude. On the other hand, nobody was kidding themselves or one another either, they were there to masturbate to porno, not make polite small talk! So each of them had only their birthday suits on underneath. It was an erotic kind of atmosphere as they all sat down on the couch.