Fucking Mom & Sis

by Amber FoxxFire

Book Cover: Fucking Mom & Sis

It had been a rough night at the drive-thru. I was beat. The manager mercifully saw that I was in sore need of a rest and since the rush was over, he sent me home early.

Little did I know that my life was about to change forever as I stumbled upon my mother and 18-year-old sister's dark, incestuous secret.

A secret so forbidden that they bribed me into their little ménage à trois...

Excerpt:

It had been a rough night at the drive-thru. I was beat. The manager mercifully saw that I was in sore need of a rest and since the rush was over, he sent me home early.

Little did I know that my life was about to change forever as I stumbled upon my mother and 18-year-old sister's dark, incestuous secret.

A secret so forbidden that they bribed me into their little ménage à trois...

My first clue was that all the lights were off when I walked into the house. That was unusual. Usually mom was listening to some stupid talk-show host and sis was geeking out to some new punk band in her room.

Instead, the entire house was eerily silent.

Maybe they'd walked over to a neighbor's. I shrugged and grabbed a can of coke from the fridge. It wouldn't be the first time.

Just as I sat down on the recliner - thinking I had a few moments to myself - I heard something upstairs.

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My heart stopped and I paused in mid-sip as I listened intently for the sound again.

There! I jumped up, my heart racing wildly in my chest as I hesitated and thought about grabbing the kitchen knife for protection.

Was there an intruder?

I glanced at the clock above the TV. 9.32. I wasn't due home for another hour or so.

As I was pondering what to do, I heard a faint squeal that sounded suspiciously like my sister.

Every single hair on the back of my neck stood on end as I wondered if she was being hurt.

I had to find out! If she was in danger, I'd need to defend her.

Scarlett may have been a bit of a brat, but she was still my sister and I'd do anything for her.

Feeling half like a fool and half scared out of my wits - what if it was a burglar or kidnapper or something? - I crept up the stairs to her room.

The closer I came, the more I heard. The sounds were muffled, but I could definitely hear a second person in there.

Was that heavy breathing?

What the Sam hell was going on?

I gripped the knife tighter, my resolve strengthening, as I strode with a confidence that I didn't feel to my sister's room.

But it wasn't coming from my sister's room. It was coming from...mom's room? What the fuck?

Then I heard a giggle. No, two giggles! And a breathy sigh.

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