Incest/Taboo Broken

I'm not saying this to degrade my husband in any sense. But I know you don't have those types of feelings for me. I knew the moment you saw my children's bedrooms that you didn't want to break us up either. Can you truly be accepting of just being the man that fucks me, but can never make love to me?" Delph asked, those brown eyes peered down at me, yearning to hear my answer to her question. "Can you live with the fact that it might be only once a week that you can be between my... legs?" she moaned out as my thumb rolled gently along her clit. "Because if you can, I'm willing to give you everything my body can give you. I can't give you my heart -- never that -- I'm sorry, I do love Greg," Delph whispered as she bent down, her lips were inches away from mine. "And I..."

"Don't want to hurt your children, I get that. I did tell you the last time I got to feel this..." Listening to Delph whimper as I lightly pressed on the entrance to her sweet paradise, "whatever you want, I'll follow. I can't believe how lucky I got to sleep with a beautiful woman. It was true that night as it is now," I stated, this was never about luring Greg's wife away from him. I wasn't about to destroy his family like Roy and Pauline had done to mine. It was simply to make her want me far more than her own husband; in part that had come true, given her confession. However, this was only her lust talking, in time I knew it would fade and I'd be cast to the wayside. Which I was totally fine with. It wasn't like this could go on forever, and she was right I really didn't have those type of feelings for her. So her leaving Greg, for me, only to learn I couldn't give her that seemed in poor taste to me. Nonetheless, that didn't mean I wasn't going to fuck her every chance I got until whatever this was between us played out. I'm not that stupid. If this ended tomorrow I'd still have a smile on my face knowing that I had fucked my childhood bully's wife far better than he ever could, and I'm okay with that.

"You truly mean that don't you?" Delph asked, studying my eyes as I nodded. "And you're okay with only being with me once a week. I'm not about to let my kids, or Greg suffer because I greatly enjoy what you can do with your tongue, and that hard cock of yours."

"Wouldn't want you to," I uttered, seeing her eyes quiver as I lightly ran the pad of my thumb along her lower lip. "Plus rest for six days gives me time to save up the strength to really make you moan, just like you did that night," I said, sinfully. Watching how her cheeks reddened at my words. Delph rocked her hips along my hand getting herself off as we both stared into each other's eyes.

"So... will you come Saturday?"

"Oh, I'll be there," I said, watching how Delph whimpered, I felt her cum striking against my fingers. What can I say Delph was stunning when she was in the bliss of her orgasm.

"Good, I can't wait," Delph cooed, her fingernails lightly played along my jawline. "Now you better go, or they might come and hunt you down," she giggled lightly.

As soon as I walked into the waiting room Emily and Pauline were on me like flies on honey.

"What do you have there?!" Emily growled taking hold of my chin. Her eyes ran along my lips and neck.

"I see you've been fooling around with the good doctor," Pauline grumbled.

"What I do is my business, not yours," I stated firmly, wrenching my chin out of Emily's grip. I still can't believe she was actually my full-blood sister. Still, the question remained was Billy or Roy my father. I glanced down as their hands took hold of my arms.

"We'll talk about this in private." Emily's voice took a hard tone to it.

"Yes, we need to excise The Deluge from him." I looked at Pauline in a very strange light as she got this equally strange look on her face. What the hell is The Deluge anyway?!

"Mmmhmm. A cleansing is in order to rid you of this need you have," Emily said, nodding in agreement with her mother as they dragged me out of Delph's office.

"What the hell are you two yammering about?!" I nearly shouted.

"We need to purge you of this need to seek out other women. When..." Arching an eyebrow as Pauline's voice stilled and her face grew red. I so did not understand what was going on, and I really didn't want to know either.

"Do you think my lips and neck are the only places that have lipstick on them?" I asked, no sense in not making them as uncomfortable as I was at that moment. I wasn't prepared for how red their faces were getting or how pointy their nipples had become.

"Mother, it seems the Enochians have taken root in his soul."

"So it seems Emily, we must cleanse your brother of this taint that has corrupted his soul," Pauline said, it almost sounded like she was quoting something. What that was, I rightly didn't know.

"You know what," ripping my arms from their grip, "I think I've had enough of this weird shit for one day. So how about you get in my damn car so I can get you out of my house," I growled, stomping towards my car.

"If you think we're leaving when I just learned that you are my real brother. You've got another thing coming," Emily said heatedly, watching how she crossed her arms below her breasts. Causing them to lift sightly, making my gaze focus on those hard little buttons of hers.

"She's right," Pauline nodded, wrapping her arm around Emily's shoulders, "Ever since Emily was born I've thought Roy was her father. I had no idea I was already pregnant with her when you saw what happened on that day. You don't know how happy I am that Billy gave me one other gift," she said, looking lovingly at Emily. "Now we're a real family..."

"The hell we are," I spat. I did not see the smack coming, I rolled my jaw at the sting.

"You do not talk to us like that," Emily hissed. Why did it sound like there was jealousy in her voice. "You should treat us better than that."

"As the women of this family it's our duty to provide for the man of the house," Pauline said, in a matter-of-fact tone. Rolling my eyes, turning around and opening my car door.

"Get in, so we can get this over with," I said, I was so eager to get them out of my home.

Later that night...

I was sitting at the kitchen table going over the bills. Ever since we got back from Delph's office. It's been some religious crap after another, for hours on end, as they both read from a book that oddly looked like a bible, but unlike any bible I've ever seen before. While that irked me to no end, it was the call I had gotten, telling me that it would cost more to fix their car than it was worth, that truly had me reeling knowing that it would be at least two months before I could save enough to get them another. Again, it was only to get them out of my house. So I told the man just to junk it and mail me the check for the car.

"What the hell are you wearing?!" I stammered once I looked up to find Pauline wearing a very short robe and nothing underneath it, at least from what I saw as the front of it opened as she wiped down the table.

"A robe, obviously. Why?" Leaning back in my chair as Pauline invaded my personal space. "What's the matter Jacob? Surely, you've seen breasts before, after all you did fuck that woman."

"What does it matter to you who I have sex with?" I asked, trying not to let my gaze drop to her dangling breasts.

"Because I'm trying to save your immortal soul Jacob. Fornicating with women who aren't your wife or of your family is a sin." What the hell is she talking about?! I might not be a church going person, but when I was, thanks to my grandmother until I was sixteen, that was not something I remember ever being in the bible.

"Come again?!"

"The Gnostic bible states the man's seed should only be passed to those within his family," Pauline said, I saw a strange light in her eyes. "If you need that kind of release, we are here to serve you..." I surged up from my seat as Pauline undid the knot in the belt of her robe.

"What the hell are you doing?!" I shouted trying not to let my eyes run down her naked body.

"What does it look like Jacob?" Pauline stated as she removed her robe. "I'm offering my body to the man of the house, as it states in the good book."

"No, not now, not ever going to..." My head snapped to the right as the door closest to me slammed closed. "Fuck!" I cursed in my mind, wondering who in their right minds puts the lock on the other side of the door. If I remember correctly the locks were on this side of the door. Which meant they had planned this to happened. My head quickly turned to as I heard feet -- that could only belong to Emily -- racing towards the other door.

"This is for your own good brother!" Emily shouted before slamming the other door closed.

"The hell you say!" My voice filled the kitchen, my hand rattled the handle hoping I could disengage the old lock. Sometimes that did happen, I just never got around to replacing them; however, that wasn't happening this time. Breaking down the door wasn't an option either given that they were solid oak doors.

"Be at ease Jacob," Pauline spoke in a light, alluring voice. "You don't have a problem with fucking that woman. It shouldn't be too hard in fucking me." I pressed myself against the wall once Pauline slid the chair I had been sitting in back underneath the table.

"That so isn't going to happen," I stated skirting around my kitchen table as she continued to approach.

"But the only way to get out of this room, is for you to release the seed of life upon my altar," Pauline said, in a sultry tone. "Were upon the man shall take delight in the women who share his home. To keep the man from wandering and damning his soul, the women of his house shall welcome his rod of man into their temple. Whereupon the women of the man's home shall welcome the seed of life into their wombs. So the man shall know his holy love." I had no idea what she was spouting off, but it sounded like scripture to me. The insane light I had once seen, a week ago, reappeared in her eyes. My eyes glanced around for an escape from my own damn kitchen. I was not too proud to crawl through a damn window to escape whatever the hell was happening. Nonetheless, the size of the windows were not conducive to a grown man crawling out of them. My heart raced as my ass bumped against the counter that sat between the sink and the stove.

"The mother shall kneel before the man, giving her body to open her son's eyes to the light." My eyes shot down as her left hand then her right hand mirrored her left as they boxed me in. My head shot back as hers filled my view. "She shall display her body to the man, whereupon the man shall partake in her body. Bestowing his seed upon her altar," Pauline chanted like she had repeated that line before or that's what it sounded like to me.

"What crazy shit are you in..." My words were cut off as Pauline kissed me. Feeling her left leg hooking around my right before I could react I felt something cold and metal slapping around my wrist.

"Now you can no longer refute me," Pauline purred as I tugged on the cuffs that was connected me to the handle of my stove. "I told you Jacob the only way to get out of here is spreading your seed on my altar."

"Then we're going to be here all night, because it's not going to happen," I hissed my nose was only an inch away from hers.

"I believe you will." I rose on my toes as she caressed my manhood. "After all, you have to work tomorrow, and ever since we've been here, you're very prompt on your work ethic." I was not, I was not trying to enjoy it. But could you resist when there was a naked woman standing before you, pressing her breasts into you, and stroking your cock. She might have given birth to me, but she stopped being my mother when she ran off with Roy. "All you have to do is let me slip this into my pussy," Pauline whispered into my ear. "After all the bible says it's my duty to ensure that you find your way into Heaven."
Okay, I believe we have officially entered the twilight zone and a very twisted one at that. "I am not fucking you, not now, not..." Pushing Pauline away as she started to tear at my clothes.

"I must save you from yourself Jacob!" Pauline yelled; I have to say fending off her hands with only one free hand is quite difficult. "It's the only way you can gain access to the halls of the afterlife," she said, I think she really meant it too. What the hell kind of crazy shit did Roy get Pauline into?! What was all that submissive shit that she's been portraying since she's been here? Was that all a ploy to lower my guard? Or was that the real her, and this... whatever the hell this is, is a break in her submissive nature to... save me? Hell if I know. All I knew was this was not going to happen... "Emily! Come help me save your brother!"

"Don't you..." My heart stopped as Emily unlocked the door and stepped into the room nude as a jay bird. Oh, how perky those 32Cs (Something I later come to find out and Pauline's 36Cs. I'll get into that later), of hers were as those light pink nipples stood erect as she sauntered into the room. I was expecting Emily to have a hairy bush given her life, yet that wasn't the case as it appeared to my eyes. Her mons Venus appeared to be freshly shaven, just like her mother's.

"Jacob is being quite difficult. The Deluge must be more engrained in his soul than we thought. Come help me perform the rite of the Apareilementum." What?! What the flying Nine Hells is she talking about?! "Come hold his arm while I prepare the rod of man for its journey to the altar," Pauline said, in this weird commanding tone.

"Yes mother," Emily said obediently, nodding her head.

"Emily stop this?!" I pleaded with her when I felt that it was taking all of her strength to hold my arm down.

"This is for your own good Jacob." There wasn't a hint of uncertainty in her eyes as she said those words. "The Gnostic states one cannot find God if one is unclean in his body and soul. We are only trying to cleanse this taint that has fallen upon you." I saw the truth -- or her truth -- in her eyes. To me it all sounded like some batshit crazy cult crap you hear every few years popping up.

"Son of a..." I gasped as Pauline squeezed my balls.

"Be still son," her eyes had a stern look, a look that foretold of her blind devotion to whatever she and Emily were spouting off, "I do not wish to harm you. You are the man of this house, it is our duty to tend to your needs, in every way you see fit. Yet you're plagued by the Enochians, they lead many men astray. It's our job to see to that you, my darling Jacob, do not succumb to their whispers," Pauline said, running her left hand up my chest. "Did you think me waking you every morning was some act? No," shaking her head, "it was to see you honey. To wait on you like it is spoken of in the bible. To be the one who takes this..."

I really tried not to let my body trembled as she stroked my manhood, yet my body betrayed me, "whenever you need relief from your manly needs." I had no idea why Pauline had that look in her eyes, it wasn't like I gave her any signals that I wanted to fuck her. However, I do remember how she had been staring at my morning wood every morning like she wanted it. "We," her eyes glanced to Emily who was nodding along the entire time she spoke, "are made to service you and this." I didn't know it at the time but while she was distracting me she was gently removing my belt from my pants. It wasn't until she dropped down and bound my legs together that I even registered what she was doing.

"Can you hold him for a moment more Emily?" Pauline asked, to which Emily hummed an 'Mmmhmm' as she nodded. I held my breath as her nose trailed up my cock, then her breasts along my chest as she pressed her body into mine. "Trust in us Jacob, we are here to help you rid yourself of this uncleanness. In time you will come to understand, like I did, that this path is the only path to God."

"God can kiss..." The smack that stuck the left side of my face stung like a bitch.

"You do not! Speak of God in such a manner!" I saw the fire in Pauline's eyes as she pressed the tip of her nose against mine. "It was He who is I am that answered my prayers, that brought us safely home. It was through him that my sweet Billy gave me a gift that I thought belonged to Roy, and Billy is your father. I know you've been questioning your lineage since we all learned the news. It was through him, in his guiding hand, that you, Jacob, could be the only one to save my Emily. You might not believe, you might have lost faith, but we will help you to find it again," Pauline said, with a zealot's resolve. I, for one, wasn't about to let that happen. I have no idea what crazy bible she's referring to, but it's not one I know off. My head dropped down as Pauline shoved my pants to my knees.

"Relax Jacob, this is the only way to exorcise the Enochians from you," Emily said, she had this sweetness to her voice. I noted how her eyes couldn't look away once my cock sprang free from the confines of my underwear.

"Hold him just a moment longer honey, let me get the belt from my robe." A shiver ran up my spine as Pauline's fingernail lightly dragged along the length of my cock. I tried to fight them off, but I was cuffed and bound with only one free arm to fend them off with. "Don't be difficult Jacob," Pauline grunted as she held my arm against my torso while Emily tied it to it. "Now..." I noted how she was breathing hard as those eyes of hers stared at my throbbing cock, "take a good look Emily, I know this will be your first time seeing one. Moreover, as disciples of the Gnostic faith, it is our duty, as women, to please the man."

"I understand," Emily nodded. "May I stay and watch mother?"

"Of course, you may," Pauline cooed, her hand caressed her daughter's cheek. "It is through the mother that the daughter knows how to please the head of this house."

"So your submissiveness was all an act?!" I spat, trying to wiggle out of my bindings.

"No, Jacob," shaking her head, "we are subservient to you and only you, as the good book states. These scars," directing my eyes to the ones lining her stomach, "are the hard lessons I had to learn while under Roy's care. I was stubborn in my resistance to the teachings and I was punished for it. Yet as your mother, and I am your mother, it's my duty to serve the last male of my family," Pauline said, sinking to her knees. "Emily, fetch a chair while I prepare the rod of man for its baptism."

Those brown eyes of hers were always on mine once her lips wrapped around the head of my rod. All I could do was stand there and watch the elation in Pauline's eyes as she swallowed six inches of my manhood. She couldn't get the whole seven inches in her mouth, and she tried, believe me, she tried. I mean what more could I do than be an observer to this weirdness that had befallen me. Her breath came out in heaves, her saliva left a string connecting my cock and her lips. I noted how Emily was watching intently. "Now honey, this is how you pleasure your brother's cock." Pauline had a coy smirk on her lips as she spoke those words as her hand jacked me off. If I had to guess this was her plan all along. How I foolishly walked into it. Had I let my anger blind me to their plot? Probably.

"It's been three years since I've been able to give pleasure to the rod of man that was worth anything," Pauline spoke as if I would care either way. "This is so much better than Roy's old, feeble cock. Here Emily, touch it," she said, in a commanding tone.

"I'm I hurting you?" Emily asked, her inexperience was showing as she ran her hand along the length of my shaft. Yet I remained silent I wasn't about to get sucked any deeper into this weird cult shit.

"You're doing fine honey," Pauline rubbed her daughter's back, "your brother is just being difficult. Do you feel it flexing?" she asked, to which Emily nodded. "That means he's enjoying it even if Jacob won't say a word. I know you're eager honey, but until your transplant happens you can't. We can't risk spreading your illness to Jacob. However, once you're healthy again, I will teach you everything you need to know on how to please him as the bible states." That so wasn't about to happen, I might be at Pauline's mercy at the moment that did not mean I was going to fuck my own sister. I am not that damn twisted. "I know this is difficult for you Jacob. I get that, it was for me as well when Roy joined the church a year after Emily was born. Yet in time you will come to see that we are right, only we, your family, can lead you to the path of righteousness."

"How, by sucking my cock?!"

"In many ways," her eyes glinted hungrily her tongue licked along the meatus of my crown, "God did create us to please Adam as Eve once did, we," gesturing to Emily, "shall do the same. I promise you; you'll never have to seek out anyone else," Pauline uttered rising to her feet.

"It'll be a cold day in hell before I even think..." Again, my words were stilled by her wagging tongue in my mouth. Not that I kissed her back; all the passion was on her part. I so wasn't getting off on this weird shit.

"Just like Job, for eighteen years we've been tested, have been weighed, have been faithful, our faith has been rewarded by being with the rightful head of this house," Pauline stated, pressing her breasts into my chest. I felt how hard her nipples were against my skin. "I know you've suffered baby," her voice softened, caressing my right cheek in a loving manner. "I understand your anger. I understand that you might think we've entrapped you. We have not, I assure you. Yet your path is dark, I cannot, as your mother, sit back and watch you throw your immortal soul away. I must save you from yourself even if you cannot see the danger before your very eyes."

"I promise, I'll do my very best to make you happy brother," Emily said, peering up at me. Her resolve was evident in her eyes. "You're going to save my body, I, as your sister, must do everything I can to save your soul. I promise: once I'm better, you'll be pleased with my body." I don't think a sister should ever say that to her brother. Especially when she's kneeling naked on the floor of your very own kitchen. I felt Pauline's lips on my cheek before her own brushed along it.

"I promise you Jacob, you'll enjoy this, after all, I haven't felt the touch of a man in three years," Pauline whispered seductively into my ear. As much as I bit back the moan, a whisper of it escaped my lips as her hand masterfully tugged on my cock. "I know how you must feel right now. You must think of me as a scheming mother, only trying to get you to fuck me. I promise you, this isn't going to be like when you saw me that day." I felt her nose nuzzling my hair, her breath loud in my ear, her lips brushing along it. "Like then, as I was doing what I had to in order to save my family, I'm doing this to save my son. In time you'll learn, like I did, to enjoy it, and I'll be here every step of the way to see that you do."

"Uh-huh," I muttered in my mind. My eyes watched as she turned around, pulling the chair closer to her. Noting how Emily had gathered every cushion from the other chairs in the room.

"Very nice, this shouldn't be too hard on my knees." I noted the wink Pauline shot to her daughter; who's cheeks quickly heated at the praise.

"No, no, no, no," I muttered rapidly in my head as I watched how Pauline reached between her legs. I franticly tried to free my left hand and legs, yet they remained steadfast in their bindings. I watched with trepidation as her ass neared me.

"Be still Jacob, you wouldn't want to injure manhood," Pauline hissed as she peered over her shoulder at me. I could feel the radiating heat of her womanhood soaking into the crown of my cock as it neared the entrance of her cunt. "Mmm," she hummed, the wetness of her sex rang in my ears. She was far too wet, so I knew she had prepared for this, then again, that was pretty evident given my current situation. "Feel that baby," Pauline purred as she inched deeper onto my member. "That's how tight your mother is," she said, with this rather coy smile as I bit my lip once she slammed her ass against my hips. "Oh? Does my baby like his mother's hot pussy? I know I love the feel of my son's cock deep inside of me," Pauline spoke in a wanton tone as she rubbed her ass up and down against my pelvis. God. She was fucking tight. My breathing quickened as her glide increased, my nails scraped up my leg, and cut into the palm of my right hand.

"Yes baby, you're so hard for me," Pauline moaned. The feet of the chair tapped loudly in the floor of my kitchen as she impaled herself on my rod. Mind you, this was not something I thought I'd ever be doing. I can't deny -- to Pauline oh I was going to deny it until Hell froze over -- she didn't feel good as her folds squeezed my cock. Biting my lip as her canal clenched as I felt her womb spasming. "Yes!" Pauline screamed out as I felt her orgasmic juices paint my cock.

"This is so wrong?!' I bemoaned.

"Nothing wrong about this baby," Pauline purred, those eyes of her looked at me with such satisfaction before her attention turned towards Emily. "Have you been watching honey?"

"Mmmhmm," Emily nodded her head very vehemently.

"Do you see how well your brother's rod of man makes my pussy cream?" Pauline asked, moving her hips from side to side causing me to unintentionally release one of the pent up moans I had been fighting back. "That's it baby, take pleasure in my pussy, it is, after all, one of the reasons we, your women, are here for," she spoke, her voice shuddered as she once again increased her pace. "You see how your brother enjoys it?" Pauline asked, between breaths.

"Yes... does it really feel good?" Emily inquired, with innocent eyes.

"Oh yes, your brother has a very good cock. Its all nice and hard, far harder than anything Roy could ever achieve. It's nice and long, not too thick, nor is it too thin. Its just right," Pauline sighed in bliss, rolling her hips, coating my cock in her cream. "You have been practicing like I told you to, haven't you?"

"Of course, Mother," Emily nodded, "every night, like you told me, I kneel on my bed and practice moving just like you've showed me."

"G-g-good," Pauline stammered. A whimper escaped her lips, I heard the sound of her nails scraping up the back of the backrest of the chair. "Oh Jacob," she panted, "you feel so good inside me." The sound of her wet sex filled my ears as I felt that she was close to another orgasm. I on the other hand was fighting tooth and nail not to bust a nut in my own damn crazy mother's pussy. Pauline wasn't making that an easy task either! I watched how Pauline reached out to her daughter, their fingers interlocking with one another's. "Pray with me baby, your brother is almost there. Jacob shall be free from the Enochians once his seed touches my altar." I rolled my eyes at that. Whatever these so-called Enochians were did not hold sway over my soul. Although, there was no mistaking the joy in Emily's eyes.

Our Father, which art in Heaven,

Hallowed be Thy name.

Thy kingdom come,

Thy will be done on Earth as it is in Heaven.

Give us this day our supplementary bread,

And remit our debts as we forgive our debtors.

And keep us from temptation and free us from evil.

Thine is the kingdom, the power and glory for ever and ever.

Amen.

I peered out the window making sure fire wasn't raining down from the sky, because I was sure as Hell that little prayer of theirs was sacrilege. Given what was being done to me at that moment. "No, no, no!" I screamed out in my mind as I felt my balls tightening up. The swelling of my cock giving off the telltale signs that my climax was nigh.

"Yes baby, don't fight it," Pauline panted from her exertions. "Release your seed so you might be cleansed of this taint that has befallen you."

"No... fuck!" I grunted as Pauline slammed back burying my rod deep within her cunt. Grinding her ass against my hips, her folds squeezing with everything they had to get me to release my sperm deep into her womb. My body quaked, my muscles spasmed, I felt the head of my cock swelling. Feeling my cum rushing up the length of my pole, the eruption from the crown of my rod as rope after rope of it filled Pauline's cunt. I was panting hard; I could have sworn I heard Pauline scream out 'Yes!' My eyes rolled to the back of my head as she came as I neared the end of my climax.

"Mom, can I see what it looks like?" Emily asked, with an innocent voice.

"Of course, you can baby," Pauline cooed, in this motherly voice that I haven't heard since I was six. I noted how those hungry, satisfied eyes of hers peered over her shoulder as the tips of her fingers skimmed along my wet cock as she eased off of it. Watching how she pivoted in the seat, "Can you see all the nice, white, hot semen your brother gifted my altar?"

"Mmmhmm?" Emily hummed.

"Would you like a taste of it?" Pauline asked, shooting me this devious look.

"Yes Mom, I too wish to be a good shepherd of the good book."

"Then put your mouth to your mother's pussy and I'll fill it with your brother's seed." I so couldn't believe what was happening before my eyes as Emily didn't hesitate to heed Pauline's direction. I noted the look in Emily's eyes, how it twitched as I listened to how Pauline's cunt sounded as she pushed out my cum. However, my attention was drawn back to my cock as Pauline inhaled it. Her slurping sounds filled the room as she cleaned off her sex from my rod. "Don't you dare! Don't you do it!" I hissed at my cock as I felt it beginning to reharden.

"Mmm... baby, are you getting hard for me again," Pauline uttered in a lustful tone. I shook my head vigorously. "Seems to me that you are," she teased me. "Would you like for me to ride this hard cock again?" Again, I shook my head. "Get the key for the handcuffs Emily, this chair just isn't going to do." A sinful smile formed on her lips at the sight of how my cock flexed before her eyes. "Mmm, yes, so much better than Roy," Pauline purred before swallowing my cock once again. My eyes glanced over to Emily who's chin and mouth area were covered in her mother and my own cum. This was getting too damn fucking weird. Listening to Emily smack her lips, rolling her tongue around her mouth.

"Mom, what's a man's cum supposed to taste like?" Emily asked, her eyes just couldn't look away as Pauline was going to town on my rod.

Pauline's gasp filled the air once she pulled off my pole. "Well, Roy's was very sour, I always spit it out. Something he didn't care for, which got me beaten. Your father's, mmm, now his, his was very delicious. There wasn't a day that didn't go by that I didn't have his cock in my mouth or pussy. As for Jacob's," my eyes glanced down while she rose and placed her left foot on the floor, "mmm," her lips smacked as she sucked her fingers clean, "my, my Jacob, your as tasty as your daddy was," Pauline said, turning gaze to her daughter. "I know, it being inside my pussy makes the taste far different than if it came from the source, but Jacob's cum isn't bad, you'll grow to like it, if not, you don't have to. He will always have me to swallow his loads if you can't stomach the taste," she said, with this loving smile like this was all fucking normal!

"Will you teach me how to like it?" Emily asked, her mother with this rather strange... ah hell, this was all strange to me, for all I know this could be their damn normal and I'm just now seeing it!

"Of course, baby!" Pauline brought her daughter into a hug. I cursed into my mind once Emily's hand closed into a fist as I tried to make a play for the key to the cuffs. "Naughty boy," Pauline wagged her finger at me, "we still have to deal with that," she stated pointing at my cock.

"Don't you think you've taken this shit far enough?!"

"Ah hell!" I cursed into my mind at the looks in their eyes. It was as if they were possessed by something and I didn't have a salt shotgun with me or iron!

"It seems Emily, the rite wasn't fully successful," Pauline said, taking on that creepy tone once again.

"So it seems," Emily nodded.

"Go to my room and fetch us the good book. We must speak on what we must do next," Pauline said, sinking down into the chair and crossing her legs. I gasped as her hand took hold of my cock. "I shall keep your brother hard until you return."

"Okay," Emily nodded before running off.

"Why must you fight us Jacob?"

"You fucking know why you crazy..." Hissing as she squeezed my cock painfully.

"You do not talk to me like that." I honest to God saw genuine hurt in her eyes. Or could she be faking that too?! Hell if I know, this whole damn night has been one insane moment after another. I don't know how much more of it I can handle. "We are only trying to help you, to save your soul! Do you want to go to Hell? To spend your eternity in damnation?"

"Well, if I remember correctly Dad would have been sent there too..."

"No," shaking her head, "I've spoken to a priest of the church he has performed the rites to lift Billy's soul up to heaven."

"And what did you have to do to get that accomplished? Spread your legs for the diddling... fuck!" I seethed as she squeezed tighter on my cock. Almost causing my legs to buckle out from beneath me.

"The only man!" Pauline hissed the word. "That I ever, ever spread my legs for is you! Have you not understood any of the words I have spoken this night?!"

"Nope. Not a single damn one," I said, defiantly. "Look at what you've done to your own damn son! You honestly believe I'm going to believe a word you say?! Hell, this whole thing could have just been a ploy to get inside my damn house!" My heart hammered rapidly as Pauline rose, I would have moved back, but really I had nowhere to go.

"Oh baby," I was not expecting the softness of her tone, or how her hand lightly caressed my cheek, "this aloneness must have done this to you. To make you doubt my words of truth." Pauline's brown eyes held worry and concern in them as she stared at me. "Don't you worry, mama," referring to herself in a name I once called her before that day, "is going to make it all better. Emily open the good book to the exorcism rites! These Enochians and The Deluge must be too strong for the rite of the Apareilementum to properly cleanse," Pauline spoke once Emily had returned. "Place it in the living room, we're going to need more space to work the rites. Then come help me with your brother, I don't think they will let go of his body so easily."

"Of course, Mother. Don't worry Jacob, we'll save you," Emily said, with a determined nod. Who the fuck thinks I need saving?! From them most certainly, from my sex life not so much.
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