1. Incestuous Harem 10: Big Sis Plays with Her Toys

    Date: 6/4/2017, Categories: Fiction, Anal, Ass to mouth, Cum Swallowing, Domination / Submission, Lesbian, Incest, Lesbian, Group Sex, Straight Sex, Oral Sex / Blowjob, Toys, Voyeur, Author: mypenname3000, Source: sexstories.com

    Incestuous Harem Chapter Ten: Big Sis Plays with Her Toys By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 Cheryl Elliston “Hi, Mom,” my eldest daughter said, her face pale, her posture stiffening. “About what?” Zoey thought she was in trouble. And why not? It was after 3 AM, and she was just now getting home from her work at Dairy Queen. What had she been up to after her shift ended? I had fallen asleep waiting for her to get home and begin her seduction into Clint's harem. I sat in my bathrobe, naked beneath, wishing I was upstairs in bed with my sister and my niece, Lee. Tonight, Clint shared his bedroom with Melody and Alison. My youngest was super excited, acting like it was a sleepover, spreading bedding on the floor of his room for them to sleep on. It was so cute. No, I need to focus on Zoey. My eldest daughter was twenty. She could be out late on a Saturday night if she wanted. She was an adult. She didn't have school tomorrow. I breathed in, frowning. She smelled like body spray and perfume. A lot of it. Almost like a cheap whorehouse. Probably trying to mask the smell of French fry grease. “Come sit beside me,” I told her, patting the couch. Part of me, the motherly part, wanted to pry into what had her acting guilty. Did she hook up with a boy after work? She never really dated, too hung up on her crush on her daddy. Now that Clinton was dead, she might finally be ready to date again. Or yearn for another man of the house. “It's late, Mom,” Zoey complained, sitting down, her ... brassy hair bouncing about her shoulders along with her impressive breasts. She still dressed like a teasing slut, still trying to attract her father's attention. But she had only attracted her brother's. My poor Master had to masturbate so many times because of his older sister. It used to make me giggle every time he would make an excuse to go to his room after seeing his sister in another pair of shorts molding to her body, showing off her cameltoe. Zoey did not believe in underwear of any sort. “It's never too late to talk to your mother,” I told her. It was hard being so commanding. It wasn't my nature, but being a parent required it. And a sex slave. I had to help my dominating son claim all the women of the family. And Zoey was the last one. The hardest. The least submissive. The most dismissive. She still saw Clint as a boy. A Squirt. “What is this about, Mom?” She tensed again, hands folded before her. I fought a yawn as I leaned back. The robe wasn't belted tightly. It parted, and I caught her eyes glancing at my half-exposed breasts. They were large and pillowy, just a little bigger than Zoey's. She shifted. So she was bisexual or bicurious. That would make things easier. Maybe it wasn't only Daddy's attention she wanted. But Mommy's. “How are you doing?” I asked her. “You're out so late. Working hard?” “We need the money, Mom,” she said. “I'll have more when I get paid next week.” I nodded my head. “That's not what I meant. I feel like we haven't talked since...” “Dad ...