Hey, all! This story is about 80% complete, but I thought I’d tease everyone with a sample…
Around 4 PM, I unlocked the front door and set my two suitcases and backpack down, when I heard the first moan. It caught me so off-guard that I thought it was someone in pain, so I ran towards the sound. As I heard it again, the sounds led me to my mother’s bedroom, its door ajar. I pushed it fully open and froze, my eyes not believing what I saw. My mom and my sister were both naked on Mom’s bed, in a 69 position, Annie on top, both of them shaking against each other’s face and crying out their mutual orgasms.
They didn’t look like they noticed me, so I slowly backed out of the room, returning the door to where it had been, then retreated to my bedroom to deal with the erection that I’d formed.
As I stripped naked and lay back on my bed, my cock grasped by my fingers, the images in my mind as I jacked off fought with the word incest. It wasn’t so much because the two of them were having sex, which isn’t actually incest since they aren’t biologically related. I was thinking about incest because part of me wished that I hadn’t left the room. That I had walked over to the bed and joined Mom in licking Annie’s pussy. Or gotten the two of them to form a daisy chain with me. Those were the images my head was struggling with, while they equally turned me on.
I was rock hard and seconds away from cumming, when the door to my bedroom opened, both of them there, still naked. They wordlessly watched me spurt into the air, splattering down on my chest and stomach. The extra surge of adrenaline at being caught made each spasm more intense, my grunts louder.
Expect to see “Rumors” on Smashwords.com and Excitica.com soon.
