Taboo Sex 20-Pack

I looked around the hallway in despair.  Why was this happening to us?!  As I turned my head back to the door, I caught a look at the strip of Jeff’s body that was illuminated by the escaping light.  His cock had started to come to life again.

“What’s this?” I asked, holding it.

Jeff was silent.

“Is this turning you on?!” I asked, rubbing my thumb on him.

“I guess,” Jeff shrugged defensively.  “It’s sex, Cathy.  Sex is sex, right?”

“That’s not sex, honey.  It’s incest.”

That didn’t seem to stop Jeff.  I held him in my hand and felt him become even harder.

“It turns you on, doesn’t it?” I asked, looking back at the image of our daughter bouncing on Brandon.

“It’s just so dirty,” Jeff said.  “I think that’s why I like it.”

I tugged at him and moved in front to stare.  Jeff looked over my shoulder.  “I think I know what you mean,” I told him.

The two of us watched now.  I wish I didn’t have to admit this to you guys, but watching really started to turn me on too.  Jeff was right.  It was so fucking wrong, but somehow that made it even hotter.  I unfastened my gown and let it drop to the floor.

I started to tug at his cock as he watched.  I could feel my excitement begin to return with a vengeance.  I jerked Jeff and pulled him towards me until I was working the cock between my ass.

I put a hand on the doorframe and arched my back.  Jeff knew just what to do.  He steered himself in under me and I felt his cock at my wet O again.

“Yes,” I hushed.  “Fuck me.”

Jeff pushed inside and sent his cock all the way deep.  I winced, trying not to cry out into their room.  He felt so good.  It felt like a brand-new kink to be watching the two of them while we fucked.  I felt like some kind of sexual pioneer.

“Look at them,” Jeff said behind me, close to my ear.

He started to rock into me and then leaned away to hold my hips.  I stared forward and watched Harriet bounce.

Jeff gripped my ass and fucked me hard.  I bounced forwards and my shoulder hit the door, nudging it open wider.

Thankfully Harriet was far too engrossed.  She leaned over Brandon now and kissed him, but her ass still worked away.  Jeff and I stared at the sinful union of incestual flesh.  Harriet’s creamy pussy swallowed up our son’s cock over and over.

“Look at that,” I moaned.  “Jeff honey, look.”

“She’s almost as wet as you.”

He lunged forwards again and I reached out to stop myself from falling forwards.  My hand pressed the door and then it opened wide, giving way.  I fell through into the room and the sound of thudding and moaning stopped.

When I looked up from the floor both Brandon and Harriet were staring down on me.

“Mom?” they asked in unison, then they looked up behind me.  “Dad?”

I turned back to see that Jeff had come into the room at full mast.  His hard cock was jutting out from his body and commanding the attention of everyone.  It helped take the onus off me for a second at least.