Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 3

I wanted to kiss my sister. I wanted to lean over right now and claim her lips. I wanted to bury my cock into her pussy. We didn't have to use our hands to pleasure ourselves. We could pleasure each other. We could be like Clint and his sister.

“Damn, you're pussy is driving me wild, princess,” groaned Clint.

“Are you going to cum in me, big brother?” Alicia moaned. “Please, please. Cum in me. Breed your little sister.”

“Yes!” Jenny hissed, her body trembling. She clamped her jaw tight, whimpering.

My sister was cumming beside me. She was getting off watching a brother and sister fuck. My dick throbbed. My balls boiled. I was so close. Jenny shivered, her entire body trembling. The pleasure overwhelmed her. She fell to her knees, groaning through clenched teeth.

“Cum in me, big brother!” Alicia screamed like she was having another orgasm. “Breed me! Please, Clint!”

“Yes!” he growled, slamming so hard into her. “Take it!”

“Yes, yes, yes!” Alicia moaned.

He was cumming in her. My dick throbbed. He was trying to breed his own little sister. My eyes shot down to Jenny kneeling beside me, her tongue licking her pink lips. Her head twisted, her blue eyes, glossy with her orgasm, met mine.

An electric charge passed between us. Communication.

My body turned, my cock aiming at her. Jenny opened her mouth and sucked the tip past her lips. I groaned, my hand freezing on my cock as her warm, wet tongue slid across the crown of my dick, the pressure boiling in my balls.

“Jenny,” I groaned, a powerful convulsion shuddering through my body. My dick throbbed in her mouth. “I'm going to cum!”

Instead of pulling away, she sucked harder, her hand still buried in her panties, but the other one snagged my belt loop, pulling me tight against her, not letting me go. Her blue eyes stared up at me with such lust and adoration.

My balls clenched.

I came into my little sister's mouth.

I clamped my jaw to keep from screaming out my pleasure. Rapture shot out of my cock with every blast of cum into her mouth. My balls boiled. Spurt after spurt shot down my cock while the pleasure speared into my mind.

My sister swallowed my cum.

My little sister swallowed my cum.

I trembled, my heart screaming as the pleasure wreathed my mind. My knees buckled. I almost collapsed as she sucked so hard, her tongue playing with the tip, working out every drop of my jizz while I swayed.

My thoughts boiled.

“Jenny,” I groaned. “Oh, my god, Jenny, that was amazing.”

Her eyes squeezed shut. Her body trembled. She moaned about my dick, cumming again on her fingers. The vibrations tingled about my sensitive dick. I groaned, the crown of my cock almost aching in her mouth as she sucked so hard.

“Jesus,” I breathed. “Jesus, that just happened.”

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Dr. Bernice Wilson

“Doctor,” Ayesha said, popping into my office, “patient's ready for you in exam room 2.”

“Okay, thanks,” I said to Ayesha, a Black woman wearing pink scrubs, one of the three nurses who worked for my gynecological clinic.

I finished typing into my computer. My office was neat, tidy, everything in its proper place. I kept my desk free of clutter. There was only my computer, a coffee mug full of pens, and a photo of me and my two children, James and Jenny. They were both smiling in it, younger than they were now.

I couldn't believe they were both in college. They grow up so fast. I should get Jenny on birth control. But I didn't want to think about my baby girl being sexually active yet.

I pushed that out of my mind as I stood up, my heels clicking on the floor. I liked working in my gynecologist office. Unlike when I was at the hospital delivering babies for my patients, I didn't have to wear my scrubs here. I could wear nice skirts and blouses, feeling like a woman. My only concession was my white doctor's jacket with my name and specialty monogrammed above my heart.

I grabbed it, pulling it over my silk blouse, and walked out of my office, adjusting it. My heels clicked down the linoleum as I headed to exam room 2. Ayesha had left the patient's chart in the holder on the door. I pulled it out, looking at it.

And groaned at the name: Cheryl Elliston.

The Elliston family had me out-of-sorts. Over the summer, I delivered twenty-year-old Melody Samuels's daughter. She was Cheryl's niece, and the father of Melody's child was Cheryl's only son, Clint. Now Melody's younger sister, Lee, was also pregnant by Clint.

Both his first cousins.

It wasn't illegal in the state of California for first cousins to have children, but it was still...weird. And now Cheryl was coming in to visit me. I half expected her to tell me that Zoey or Alicia, her two daughters, were pregnant and that she thought Clint knocked them up.

I couldn't handle that. Brothers and sisters definitely should not be having sex.

But I couldn't stand out here in the corridor forever. I had to get in there and talk to my patient. So I took a deep breath, opened the door, and put on a smile. “Hi, Cheryl.”

“Hi, Bernice,” Cheryl answered. She had been my patient since she was pregnant with Zoey, both of us so young. For twenty-one years she had been my patient. We knew each other well. I attended her husband's funeral last year. She was a gorgeous lady with a body women in their thirties would kill for. Her bleached-blonde hair spilled about a mature but flawless face, her dark eyes fluttering. “How are things?”

“Jenny started college this year,” I said, trying not to think about Clint and what he was up to. “She's eighteen.”

“Right,” Cheryl nodded. “Vicky mentioned she's teaching both your kids this semester. She says Jenny's very bright.”

“But James...”

Cheryl licked her lips then diplomatically said, “He could focus better on his schooling.”

“He could. He's smart, but he just doesn't want to try.” I sighed. “And your kids?” I winced. I didn't want to talk about that.

“They're doing wonderfully. I love being a grandmother. I just dote on Hikaru and Christie. And we're all so glad Zoey graduated so Melody and Pam can keep going to school while there's someone at home to watch over the babies. Zoey and her girlfriend, Stefani, are wonderful nannies. And Lee's just glowing. She's not showing, yet, but she's so energetic and happy.”

“So no friction between the three girls?” I asked. Three girls. It was like something out of Utah. And two were sisters. I gathered that Melody and Pam were also lovers, but did Melody...do things with her sister Lee? A strange, itching heat radiated out of me.

“No, no. Pam and Melody love each other, and Lee's just a good slave to all three,” Cheryl said, sounding proud of her niece for being Clint's sex slave. I knew Cheryl had a similar BDSM relationship with her late husband. After knowing her a few years, she had confided to me she was her husband's devoted sex slave.

My cheeks burning, I glanced down at the chart. “So, it's not time for your yearly check-up. What brought you in?”

“I just learned I was pregnant yesterday,” she said, a big smile on her lips. “But I know there are some risks for a woman my age having a child.”

“Increased risk of down syndrome,” I admitted, “or other forms of autism. You are nearing the end of your reproductive cycle.” I licked my lips. “I thought you went back on the pill last year. Did you...stop?”

“Oh, I guess it was an accident. Like with Lee,” she laughed. “Oh, god, and it was with a one-night stand. I don't even know how to contact him.” She blushed. “I went on vacation at the end of August, met him on the beaches of Cancun, and come back with this surprise.”

I blinked. She looked so pale to have been down in Mexico on vacation. “Well, that can happen. We should also check you out for STD's.”

“I doubt that's necessary. He looked clean.”

“Let's just be safe,” I said, frowning. “You're taking this really well. I've had plenty of women in your position, and they are all freaking out with an unplanned pregnancy from a man they had a fling with. Especially when they can't contact him. But you're...”

“Happy!” Cheryl beamed, rubbing her stomach. “I am. I am so happy. Maybe it's jealousy seeing Melody and Pam give birth. And probably from Lee's pregnancy, too. Maybe I wanted another baby of my own.”

There was something in her eyes. Something deep that made my stomach twist. An image of Clint, a handsome nineteen-year-old, on top of his mother, fucking her hard, her big breasts bouncing as he plowed her, flashed through my mind.

Was Clint fucking his mother? Had he knocked her up?

Another hot flush raced out of my pussy. My cheeks warmed at the deviant image. Incest was wrong. And with her own son. I could never do that with James. An image of my son floated through my mind. Only he was naked. He was athletic from playing soccer, with a fit frame, his face the same boyish handsomeness his father had at that age, with those blue eyes and great smile.

I shook my head. What was wrong with me?

“Cheryl?” I said, swallowing. “I'm your doctor. You can tell me the truth about the father.”

Cheryl leaned forward. “What are you asking, Bernice?”

“Nothing,” I flushed. “Let's get started with the exam. Get in the stirrups.”

But the idea that Clint had impregnated his own mother wouldn't leave me as I did the pelvic exam. I kept imagining his cock sliding in and out of her pussy, my own growing hotter and hotter with every heartbeat.

I was so glad my kids weren't deviants.

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