Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 27

My body heaved as my balls unloaded. Hot cum fired over and over into Denise's married cunt. Scott groaned, more tears falling down his face. I shuddered, basting his wife's married cunt. Every blast sent a spasm through my body. I groaned, pleasure burning through my thoughts.

My hands tightened on Denise's hips. Pleasure surged through me. I loved emasculating him.

“So good,” his wife whimpered, her pussy milking out the last drops of my cum. “Oh, Scott, that's how you fuck a married woman. Ooh, I bet none of the whores you fucked ever came so hard.”

“I didn't,” Anne giggled. “He's rather pathetic. If I wasn't so vulnerable and depressed, I'd never have enjoyed him.”

I think I loved my wife even more right now. I should have paid more attention to her. But now we could both enjoy our daughters nubile, young bodies. My dick twitched in Denise's cunt. I pulled out of her.

“Stand up,” I groaned. “Show your husband my jizz dripping out of you. Let him see the proof that you cuckolded him.”

“Gladly,” she said, voice throaty.

I groaned as she rose, her half-dozen braids swaying about her back, moving with sinuous, sultry grace. Her back rippled. Then she stood proud before her husband, legs spread wide, white cum dribbling down her coffee-brown thighs.

“Mmm, more of that yummy cum,” she groaned, swiping up my jizz on her finger, bringing it to her mouth.

Her husband whimpered again.

Then my twins were on her. The wife gasped, pulled down as the two hungry vixens buried their faces between her thighs, lapping up my cum. Their identical, dimpled asses wiggled at me. Their own thighs soaked with their pussy juices.

My wife shifted then her tongue lapped at my cock, cleaning the other wife's pussy off of me. “Mmm, Scott, your wife has a such a yummy tasting cunt. I'm so glad she's my husband's whore now. It's only fair. I fucked your pathetic cock.” She stared up at me, such sorrow in her eyes. “I'm so sorry, Michael.”

I stroked through her brown hair. “You're forgiven, hun. I love you.”

My wife licked my dick again, her eyes flicking towards the couch. “Are you going to play with Opal now?”

I grinned at her. “What a wanton slut was lurking inside of you.”

“You just had to free her.” Then she engulfed the tip of my cock.

“Scott, strip your daughter for me. Show me her virginal, pure flesh. I'm going to despoil her.”

“Oh, yes,” Opal whimpered, her hands almost rubbing at her crotch now. “I want to be fucked like Mom!”

“You'll love being his whore, child,” groaned Denise, writhing as my twins devoured her snatch.

Scott blubbered as he stood and stumbled towards his daughter. Opal stretched with leonine grace, her back arching. I wondered if she performed gymnastics. She had the petite, leggy build for it. She raised her hands, almost like a gymnast at the end of her routine.

“Strip me naked for him, Dad.”

“No, baby,” he groaned. “You can't do this. You're daddy's little girl. You can't let him touch you.”

Even as he objected, his hands pulled her pink babydoll t-shirt off, exposing her conical, tan breasts, her nipples lighter than her mother's but still brown. They were also puffy, her areolas swollen around her nubs.

“Thank you, Dad,” she purred as Scott fell to his knees before her.

“Please, baby,” he groaned. “You're only eighteen. You can't do this.”

“But I want to, Dad. He made me so wet. I want to be his whore, too. Just like Mom!”

My dick ached and throbbed as my wife fluffed me, keeping me hard and ready for her. Then Scott pulled off his daughter's boy shorts, revealing the soft down of her pubic hair, as dark as her hair, and soaked by her virginal juices. He worked them down, moving slow, wanting to put off his daughter's deflowering for as long as possible.

I groaned, such depraved ideas shooting through my mind as Opal stepped her dainty, right foot out of her boy shorts. Then her left. Then she stood naked, her conical tits jiggling as she bounced on the balls of her feet.

“Scott, go sit down and watch,” I grinned.

He retreated, clutching his daughter's boy shorts in his hands.

“And Opal, sit on your mother's face. Let's make sure your pussy's ready for my cock. Have your mother lick you to an orgasm.”

My thoughts prickled at that.

“But she's my mother!” Opal gasped, heading to her mother anyways.

“She's my daughter!” groaned Denise.

“But you both love incest,” I told them, my thoughts burning harder. “You're both my sluts, you love me and all the women in my harem. Including each other.”

“Oh, yes, Mom, I want you to lick my pussy,” Opal said, her brain accepting my commands. She moved faster to her mother and plopped her pussy on Denise's lips. “Love me, Mom.”

Scott cried more, watching his pure, innocent girl being violated by the woman he loved. My dick throbbed in my wife's mouth. As much as I liked Anne sucking, Opal's mouth, opened wide in lewd pleasure, beckoned.

I pulled my cock from my wife's lips and moved to Opal. The eighteen-year-old grinned, grabbing my dick and bringing it to her mouth. She sucked my dick with ease. I had a feeling she'd at least given a blowjob to a boy.

“She's no stranger to sucking dick,” I groaned, my dick aching in her mouth. “She loves your wife's pussy juices, too. Just sucking them off my dick And the way she's moaning.” I grinned. “Your wife's devouring her pussy.”

“Mmm, she is,” Anne groaned, crawling to join us. She hugged Opal from behind, pressing her ivory breasts into the tan girl's back. “That's it. Suck your master's cock. He's going to pop your cherry and make you explode with that shaft.”

Opal only shuddered and bucked on her mother's mouth. The horny girl moaned about my dick, eyes rolling back in her head. I shuddered, realizing she already climaxed. So turned on by watching Denise fuck me, it didn't take more than a few licks from her mother's tongue to set her off.

“Yes!” Denise moaned.

“Drink her juices,” my twins cooed. “Ooh, lap through her cunny.”

“That's the pleasure my husband's whores get,” my wife moaned, cupping the girl's tanned breasts. My wife squeezed them. “Keep moaning, sweetie. Let my husband feel your pleasure humming about his dick.”

“I'm feeling it,” I groaned, my balls tightening. My wife's fluffing kept me on the edge, and Opal's hot moans as she experienced her first incestuous orgasm burned pleasure down to my balls.

My cock throbbed. I pulled it out of her mouth and erupted across her tan face. She gasped, eyes squeezing shut in shock. My cum basted her face, coating her flesh in pearly lines and dribbling globs. She shuddered, grinding her hot pussy on her mother's mouth as I unloaded on her face.

I shuddered, stroking my dick still slick with her mother's juices. Her tongue flicked across her lips, tasting my cum. Her eyes widened. She licked more, then her fingers were scooping up my cum, bringing the pearly gobs to her hungry lips.

“Mmm, honey, share that with your mother,” Anne moaned. “Bend over and let her lick you clean while you point that virgin cunt at my husband.”

“Yes, ma'am,” Opal groaned.

I glanced at Scott as his daughter shifted around. “What's it like seeing your wife and daughter loving me?”

“It's horrible,” Scott groaned. “I'm sorry. I only fucked your wife a few times. She wasn't even that good of a lay.”

Anger surged in me. “My wife is an amazing fuck if you know how to make her purr.”

“He didn't,” Anne moaned, leaning over to lick a glob of cum beading the tip of my dick.

My cock throbbed. Oh, yes, it was the right decision to forgive my wife. She made this even more exquisite. His wife and his lover both preferred me. And his daughter dripped for my cock. As Denise licked my jizz off Opal's face, the little slut wiggled her ass, her virgin cunt aching for my dick.

So I moved around to give it to her.

Kitty appeared, her face smeared with Marybeth's pussy cream. She grabbed my dick. “Let me help you pop her cherry, Daddy. It's the bestest Opal. You're going to love it.”

I shivered, my youngest guiding my cock to youthful, virgin twat. Crystal appeared on the other side, her blonde hair falling loose about her shoulders. Her eyes shone up at me as she grabbed my dick too.

“Fuck her hard, Daddy,” she beamed. “I'm so glad you're a god.”

I grinned down at my blonde child then groaned, the pair rubbing my dick against hot, virgin cunny. I felt Opal's hymen. She kissed her mother now, my wife, stroking the girl's back, beaming at me, eager for me to deflower the slut.