Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 447

I was breathless when she broke the kiss, and Father was there, turning my face. I trembled, staring into his deep, blue eyes. He kissed me. It was different than Mother's, rougher, more powerful, and I melted into his strength. I could feel his hard cock rubbing on my stomach, leaving a wet streak of something on my belly. Not pee? Did he cum already? No, it's precum, remembering Mother's quite frank sex talk from a few years ago.

We fell upon the bed in a tangle of kissing bodies. Hands roamed me, groping my breasts, gently pinching my nipples, stroking my thighs. Mother toyed with my thick mat of fiery-red pubic hair, then slid down to find my wet pussy. I shuddered and came as the first person touched my sex. It was intense, glorious, so much better than using my own fingers in my bower at night.

“She's so wet,” Mother purred, then licked her fingers, tasting my juices. “Umm, tart and sweet.”

She held her fingers up for Father, and he savored my passion. “I have to get a better taste,” he grinned.

He spread my legs and Mother stretched out beside me as Father's whiskers scratched at my thighs. “You are in for a treat, Chase,” she cooed, licking my ear. “Your dad is a wonderful pussy eater. He's had a lot of practice on me.”

“Can I taste you?” I asked, a little hesitant. Father's tongue toyed with my pussy lips, stirring my lust.

“I would love that, baby girl.”

She straddled my face, her beautifully waxed pussy descending to my lips. Father buried his face into my hairy snatch, and I realized that I wanted to have a bald cunt just like Mother. Father's tongue felt amazing, rough and wet, as he explored my folds. I tried to copy what he was doing to me on Mother's spicy, sweet flower.

“Oh, Chase!” Mother moaned. “Umm, you're a quick study! Nuzzle my clit. Yes, just like that, baby-girl. Oh, fuck! Oh, my baby-girl!”

I almost panicked when a flood of juices poured out of Mother's cunt into my lips. Then I heard her moans and gasps, and I realized I had made her cum. I felt so happy as Mother ground her pussy into my eager mouth. Father was really eating me, his tongue fucking into my pussy hole, pressing against my hymen as his fingers skillfully manipulated my little pleasure button.

Mother slid off my face, and licked her juices off my cheek. “Are you about to cum, baby-girl? Is daddy's tongue driving you wild?”

“Yes, Mom!” I groaned. “Oh, Daddy, you're making me feel so good. I love you so much! You and Mom!”

“Aww,” Mother sighed, a tear brimming in her eye. “I love you, too, baby-girl.”

Father showed his love by bringing me to an earth-shattering orgasm. I bucked and moaned, Father hanging on for dear life as he ate me out. It seemed like every nerve in my body exploded with pleasure while Mother held my hand and smiled encouragingly at me. And then it passed, and I collapsed onto the bed, breathing heavily.

“Thank you, Daddy,” I gasped as he crawled up the bed. He kissed me on the lips. I tasted my pussy, it tasted as sweet as Mother's, but had a tart flavor instead of a spicy one.

I could feel Father's cock prodding the entrance of my pussy. He broke the kiss, staring his blue eyes into mine, and asked, “Are you ready, Chase?”

“Yes, make me a woman, Daddy!”

Mother squeezed my hand as Father drove his cock into me; for a moment, my hymen resisted, then his cock broke through and sank into me, filling me up. “Eylowm!” Father hissed in my ear.

Energy burst inside of me, flowing out of my body and into Father's. Our bodies were connected, and this energy formed a bond between our very souls. My life-force touched Father's, and we merged together briefly. Pleasure exploded through me. I thought my last orgasm was amazing—this one blew it away. As our souls merged, I became ecstasy, driving every thought from my mind except the exquisite pleasure blossoming inside me. Father's cum shot into me, warm and wet, and filled me up. Mother's hand squeezed mine and I heard her moans of pleasure. Her soul was so connected with Father's, our joining touched her's as well.

“Holy shit!” I gasped when our souls parted.

“You did it, baby-girl,” Mother praised. “None of us will ever die. Your father is immortal.”

I didn't know what to say to that, and I really didn't care, as Father started driving his cock in and out of my pussy. Every thrust filled me up, stretching my little hole. There was some pain, but it was a beautiful ache, and dwarfed by the pleasure every stroke of his cock gave me. I wrapped my arms around him, my fingers raking his back as I pumped my hips. I needed to cum again. I needed to feel my father's seed pouring into me.

“Oh, yes!” I groaned. “Fuck me, Daddy! Harder! Oh, I'm going to cum again!”

My little cunt spasmed on my Father's cock as he pounded me. I could only moan wordlessly and pump my hips. I learned to grind my clit into his groin, and that pleasure quickly built another orgasm inside me. His rod kept pistoning into me, faster, harder, more frantic. I felt so full, and his shaft's every thrust sparked greater and greater passion inside me.

“My baby-girl,” he groaned. “Your pussy feels so amazing, Chase! Fuck!”

His cum shot into me a second time, sending me over the edge. I went rigid; my orgasm writhed through me. “Oh, yes, Daddy!” I groaned. “Oh, yes, thank you, thank you!”

“You're welcome, baby-girl,” he sighed, and then he rolled off me. I felt empty. Mother cuddled on one side of Father, and I cuddled on the other, smiling happily. “This is the best birthday ever.”

Mother's hand stroked my cheek. “It's not over yet, baby-girl,” she smiled.

She ate me out, devouring all of Father's cum from my naughty cunt, then she tongued my asshole. It felt weird when she slid first one, then two fingers into my ass, lubing me up with my pussy juices. Father was fucking her from behind, his muscular body glinting with sweat, his face contorted with animalistic pleasure as he pounded her. Then I had the pleasure of eating out Father's cum from Mother's pussy, enjoying his salty cream and her savory juices while Father took my anal cherry. We fucked the night away, in every combination and position, until we all collapsed sweaty in their bed, Mother and I cuddling on either side of Father.

After that, I couldn't get enough of sex—and there was a mansion full of beautiful women for me to experience. I fucked my half-siblings, I fucked the sluts, I fucked my Aunts and Uncles, my Grandfather, and Grandmothers. I worked my way through every maid we had. My poor pussy felt so abused after the end of the first week. Luckily, Sam showed me this cream she had created, rubbing first the soothing lotion, and then her cock, deep inside my pussy.

“It's your choice if you want to be bound to us,” Mother always said. “You can be free to live your life, grow old, and die, or be young and live forever with those that love you.”

As my eighteenth birthday approached, I made my choice. “I want to be bound to Mom,” I told my parents a week before my birthday. “No offense, Dad, but it lets Grandpa get involved.”

Father laughed, and rubbed my head, mussing my hair—I hated when he did that. “You do seem to be an affectionate granddaughter.”

“Ever since you sent him and Grandma to Washington D.C. to govern North America, I don't get to see him that much,” I pointed out. “He is coming for my birthday, right?”

“Of course he is,” Mother reassured, and reached out and gripped my hand. I was going to be the first child bound to them; the trio of Silas, Delilah, and Andrea were waiting for their three-way wedding in a month to be bound.

I was full of energy all week; I'm sure I drove everyone in the mansion nuts, but I was just so excited to see Grandpa. Finally, the day arrived, and my parents threw a lavish party for me. Every Governor and Bishop showed up, all my parents' old friends and their most devoted worshipers. Once again, the entertainment was brought by Bishop Mattock and his stable of Temple Prostitutes.

“I was his first prostitute,” Jessie, Bishop Kevin's wife, confided in me as we slipped into an alcove in the ballroom, one of many constructed so people could find a nice, intimate spot. She was a bubbly blonde that looked only twenty. “And it's all thanks to your Father that we got together.”

Jessie gave me a screaming orgasm. She was one of many men and women that were eager to bed a Goddess. I was my mother's daughter, and I shared my affections with as many guests as I could before the binding ceremony. A bed had been assembled in the center of the hall, and we all watched Mother getting ravished by Grandfather while Dawn and Rose Cunningham led the assembled clergy in a hymn of praise.

I approached the bed when they were finished, Mother's legs spread wide and her cunt glistening with cum and juices. I crawled across the crimson silk sheets, inhaled the bouquet, and licked deeply into her pussy. Grandfather was salty and Mother was sweet.

“Zimmah,” Mother intoned.

Energy seemed to flow from Grandfather into Mother and me, binding me to Mother with chains stronger than death. I shuddered, breathing in deeply. “We'll be together forever, Mommy,” I sighed.

“Yes, we will, baby-girl,” she smiled, as everyone cheered.

As the party was winding down, I cornered my Grandfather, “You haven't given me your gift yet,” I pouted.

“I wanted to give it to you in private,” he said.

“Well, I have a surprise for you, too,” I giggled wantonly. “Why don't you come to my bedroom in fifteen minutes.”

“Sure, Chase.”

I slipped out of the ballroom as an orgy formed with those guests still here; Mother and Father were at the center of it. Mother had Alison rimming her ass as Bishop Addison ate her pussy. Father was buried beneath a pile of female flesh made of Aunt Antsy, Jessie, one of Governor Chris's busty wives, and Jessica.

I entered my bedroom and found the outfit that Lillian helped me procure. “They're quite hard to find these days,” she had said. “Have fun!” When Grandfather entered the room, a smile broadened his face as he saw me standing coquettishly.

“My sweet Chase, how beautiful you are,” he smiled.

“I heard you like naughty schoolgirls,” I purred, feeling his eyes rake my body.

I wore a white, button-down blouse tied below my breasts to leave my flat stomach exposed; a tartan skirt, green-and-blue, fell in pleated folds down to my upper thighs, and knee-high, white socks completed the look. I had my auburn hair in a ponytail, hanging over my left shoulder to add a splash of color on the white blouse.

A smile creased his face, and he ran a hand through his red hair streaked with gray. He walked to me, cupped my chin, and stared into my blue eyes. “I love naughty schoolgirls.” His hand slid down to squeeze my breast through the blouse, his finger brushing my nipple. “You've been a such a bad girl, haven't you?”

“I have,” I purred.

“You'll need to be disciplined.”

I blinked, not sure where this was going, but Grandfather's lust was making me feel so womanly, that I didn't resist as he sat down the bed, and pulled me over his lap. He was going to spank me, I realized, as he drew up my skirt.

“Naughty slut, no panties,” he hissed, rubbing his hands roughly across my exposed ass.

“I forgot them,” I said, trying to sound scared and innocent. Grandfather's cock bulged beneath me.

His hand fell on my ass with a meaty smack, stinging my flesh. I yelped in pain. “You are such a bad little girl!” he groaned. Smack! “So bad!” Smack!

My ass burned, then his hand gently rubbed the flesh, soothing the hurt and building a fire inside me. He spanked me again, harder, and juices leaked out of my cunt. I squirmed, eager for the next strike. I felt so naughty.

“Ohh, spank me, sir!” I moaned. “Punish me!”

Smack! My bottom quivered; the pain went straight to my clit, feeding my fires. He kept spanking me, and I writhed on his lap, rubbing my clit into his thigh. Then he slapped right on my cunt, a wet, smacking sound that shot pain and pleasure through me.

I exploded. “Yes, yes!” I screamed. “I'm so bad!”

He rubbed my cunt, smacked it a second time, and growled, “What a whorish girl you are! I guess I'm going to need to use my rod to punish you!”

I gave a throaty laugh. “Punish me with your thick tool!”

He threw me down on my bed, shoved a pillow underneath my stomach, and knelt behind me. I heard his pants unzip; his cock smacked my plump, smarting asscheek. “Little sluts like you need a hard rod to keep you in line!” he groaned as he shoved his cock into me.

“Fuck me! Pound my little snatch!” I groaned. “Punish me!”

My bed creaked as he slammed his cock into me. The angle let him drive deep, his cock rubbing down the top of my hole, brushing my G-spot. I quivered, and started cumming after just a few strokes, my little cunt rippling on his cock.

“You fucking whore!” he groaned. “You came already?”

“Your tool feels so good!” I panted.

“It's supposed to be a punishment! I think a different hole needs to be reamed!”

“Umm, I couldn't agree more!”