Incest/Taboo Evolution

"We need to start tapering from now Dad," says Ben. We've just finished a tough hill running session and are in the middle of stretching in the backyard at home. It's a nice sunny Saturday morning, perfect for a getting outside for some exercise.

"What the hell is tapering?" I say, not having a clue what he's talking about.

"We only have one week to go before our race. Tapering is gradually cutting back on training so we're fit and fresh for the big day," Ben explains.

I can't believe the progress I've made since we started this. I've lost weight, I feel much healthier in general, and it's been great spending so much time training with Ben, and Claire when she joins us.

"So we need to do less running to run better next week?" I say, a little skeptical but kind of getting it.

"Yep, that's how it works Dad, trust me," Ben says as he laughs a little.

My life feels like it's been turned upside down recently. I've started screwing my sister-in-law Emma, my wife's Laura's younger sister. I'm also sleeping with my son Ben's 19 year old girlfriend Carla. I'm obsessed with fucking my boss Jean. To really send me into a spin, my daughter Claire wants me to ejaculate into her panties on a regular basis, and she wears them around all day afterwards. And my wife Laura knows all this, and she seems to enjoy it almost as much as I do.

That's the confusing thing, I'm having the time of my life. But it's a lot to get my head around, especially the thing with Claire. Apart from running, sometimes the only other thing I can do to get away from everything is fuck a random stranger. It's like an escape. But being honest, I don't really want to escape from any of the women in my life, I just need a little break sometimes.

Getting out in the fresh air for runs has really helped clear my mind of all the confusing emotions I've been having.

Luckily my sex drive is through the roof. My sexual capabilities have evolved immeasurably since our world changed over three years ago. I seem to have a never ending supply of cum for one thing. My loads do get smaller as the day goes on, but the urge for sex never seems to diminish very much, it only abates for a short time after fucking.

My confidence has improved a huge amount since Ben and I started our training. I've lost a lot of weight, my belly is almost completely flat now, and I've noticed my muscles are getting toned all over, which is probably down to the weight training Ben has convinced me to do as part of our workout plan. Women are paying me more attention than I'm used to, which is a real buzz.

"Dad, remember that day when aunt Emma came over and we, eh, you know," Ben says suddenly. We've finished our stretching and are in the kitchen drinking some water. He's talking about me and him both fucking his mother's sister, then his mom walking in on us. All that was messed up enough, but then Laura made Ben shoot his cum into her mouth. She said it was so Emma wouldn't get pregnant, and to save the furniture. But really that was bullshit. Laura can be into some pretty kinky stuff in the bedroom, and I think she just wanted to eat her son's cum.

"Sure, I remember. What about it?" I say, wondering where he's going with this.

"Well, when Mom told me to, em, cum, into her mouth. Did that bother you?" he says, looking at the floor.

"It was a bit weird," I say honestly. "But your mother makes her own choices. If she wanted to do that, then that's up to her."

"So you're not mad at me?"

"Ben, I screw Carla whenever she's over here, who am I to talk?" I say, and he laughs. "Look, you're an adult, and so is your mother. Yes it's probably wrong, but I know sometimes things that are forbidden like that can be the hardest to hold back from. Your mom is a very attractive woman, I understand what you might be feeling."

"OK. Thanks Dad," Ben says quietly.

"I'm going to take a shower. I don't want you worrying about anything, OK?" I say to him, putting a hand on his shoulder.

He smiles back at me, looking a lot more relaxed.

I've been trying hard to hide my infatuation with Claire, which has intensified since she asked me to cum into her panties, while she was still wearing them! Seeing her pussy, being so close to her body, cumming for her, it's changed me forever I think. Every time I see her around the house I get such a strong desire to do it again. But since that one time, she hasn't asked me for a repeat in-person performance.

When I jerk off into her panties now, which she still leaves on my bed a few times per week, all I can see is her standing in front of me stretching them out for me to shoot into, her bare pussy on show. It was the hottest, most taboo thing I have ever done. And I need to do it again.

So this evening I decide to take my chance. Claire is wearing a white skirt with pleats I've never seen before. It looks like a skirt a tennis player would wear, but she doesn't play tennis! It's short of course, it's looseness hinting at showing a little too much, but never does. She makes me hard as soon as I see her.

Laura is visiting her sister, and Ben is up in his room. I'm in the recliner watching TV when Claire comes down the stairs. I can't take my eyes off her perfect legs as she stands at the end of our kitchen island. I start at her bare feet, gazing up over her slim ankles, tracing her legs upwards as they slope wider at her calves, then narrow slightly at the knees. I keep going, following them up her sexy thighs, then I reach the hem line of her mini skirt, just an inch or two below the bottom of her ass.

When she comes over to the sofa, she sits down at the end closest to me, and lifts her legs up onto the cushions, tucking her feet in at the side under her ass with her legs to the side. I decide to just go for broke.

"So Claire, no gift for me for a few days now. What's up?" I say casually.

"Oh, yeah, I've just been really busy with school work. And I know you have a lot of work on, so I didn't want to bother you," she says, looking up from her book.

"I can do it for you now, if you like?" I say, but I'm starting to lose my confidence rapidly.

She smiles, leaves down her book, then reaches her hands up underneath her skirt to presumably take off her panties.

"No, I meant with them still on you," I say, my heart pounding. Jesus, I'm shaking.

She pauses with her hands up either side of her skirt. I can see to the very top of her outer thigh, her ass is buried in the sofa cushion.

"You sure Dad?" she says staring at me.

I just nod.

"So......will we go up to my room?" says Claire, looking towards the stairs.

"Eh, yeah good idea," I say, trying to cover up my excitement. "You lead the way."

Both of us jump out of our seats at the same time and practically run up the stairs. She's in front of me and I stare at her ass as we take each step. We're breathing heavily when we reach her room, and she closes the door after we walk in. We both laugh as we realize how quickly we got here.

"I thought you'd never ask," she says as she turns around from the door.

"What? I thought you had gotten bored with this..... with what we're doing," I say.

"Are you kidding? No chance. I didn't want to seem too desperate asking you again, after coming into your room the last time," Claire says.

We both smile at each other.

"So, you want to do it the same way again," I say. I'm getting very horny now that I know what we're going to do. Also, I don't feel as embarrassed or nervous about Claire seeing my cock this time.

"No, I want it different this time," she says immediately.

"Oh, sounds like you've been thinking about it?" I say as I smile at her. She blushes in return.

"Like you haven't," she smirks and play punches my shoulder, then looks down at my raging boner in my sweatpants.

Now it's my turn to blush a little.

"I want you do shoot your cum into my panties from behind this time, and on my ass too. I loved how it felt when you hit my pussy with it the last time. I want to feel that on my ass."

This openness increases my hardness more, if that's even possible. I don't waste any more time. I pull down my sweatpants and my cock springs free, bouncing up and down, then settles pointing straight at Claire, the precum dripping from my pisshole already.

Claire doesn't say anything. Her expression changes to pure hunger. She keeps staring at my cock as she turns around slowly, then steps her bare feet slightly apart to create a little gap between her legs.

I step up behind her, my hand around my cock now. I see her hands drop to her hips and grab hold of the sides of her loose fitting skirt, then she lifts it up until I can see her ass covered in her white panties. She holds her skirt up high enough so it's not in the way.

"You'll have to pull my panties back Dad, I don't have enough hands!" She could easily hold her skirt up with one hand, but I'm not going to look a gift horse in the mouth.

Holy shit. I can't believe I'm going to do this. I step up even closer to her, and hook my finger into the center of her panties at the back, right at the bottom of her spine, the skin on her back is so smooth. I slip my finger under the elastic, grazing her skin at the top of her ass crack, them I pull the waistband towards me and pull it downwards an inch or two. I can see down her panties from behind now, and it's a divine view. Two perfect round globes.

I'm stroking my cock to her right side. It's too long to comfortably to it directly pointing it at her ass if I want to see into her underwear. She seems so small when I'm this close to her, especially when she isn't wearing any shoes.

Neither of us are saying anything. The only sounds are the slopping noise from my precum soaked cock as I jerk off, and Claire's heavy breathing.

"OK, I'm close Claire. Are you ready," I say when I feel my climax approaching.

"Yes Daddy, give it to me," she whispers.

Fuck, that does it for me. I swing my cock into her panties, pushing the material down. My tip is less than an inch from her asshole. I can see it now as Claire has curved her back slightly, sticking her butt outwards.

I feel my cum leave my balls and shoot up my shaft. The first blast to leave my cock is massive. It hits her directly on her asshole, and splashes onto her panties.

At this point I'm shaking violently from the start of my orgasm as it ripples through me. I stumble and take a small step forward, letting go of my cock. I could probably have maintained my balance, but I just couldn't resist the temptation to shove my cock into her panties and take hold of her body. It nestles between her ass cheeks, the tip pointing downwards against her panties between her legs. At the same time, I let go of the panties with my other hand, the elastic now resting on the bottom of my hard shaft.

Both hands now free, I take hold of Claire by her waist and she pushes her back to my chest. The feeling of her soft, perfect ass around my cockhead, and her panties underneath my shaft and around my tip is magical. Rope after rope of cum shoots out of my cock now. As I push forward more, my throbbing prick slides further between her legs into the material at the front of her panties, while the top of my shaft is rubbing against her hairless pussy lips. I move my hands from her waist, and wrap them around her midriff instead, holding her tight as I hump her from behind and continue to unload between her legs.

Her panties aren't able to hold my massive load. It starts to spew out the sides and down Claire's legs, over the top of her waistband onto her bald mound and belly, and then it starts to drip down onto the carpet. She's still holding up her skirt keeping it out of the way.

Eventually, my climax starts to subside, but my cock is still rock hard. I can feel Claire squeezing it between her upper thighs. I'm looking down over her shoulder and I can see my pole sticking out from between her legs covered by her panties.

"Wow Dad," she says while still breathing heavily.

"It feels so good Claire," I say, while still slowly grinding behind her.

"You can do this whenever you want Dad. I love it."

"Are you serious?" I say, thinking she might have been annoyed that I didn't really stick to the plan.

"Of course I'm serious. Whenever you want, you don't even need to ask me. That would be even hotter for me. I want all your cum," she says, then pushes her ass back into me. The tip of my cock pushes up past the elastic waistband at the front of her panties when she did this. Claire is looking down at it between her legs.

"It's huge Dad. Mom is so lucky."

I'm delighted with myself when she says this. I take my arms from around her belly and step back away from her. I purposely drag my cock along her slit when I do this, and she reacts by pushing down just a little, but enough that I notice.

Claire fixes her cum filled panties back into position, then lets go of her skirt. It falls back into place again, barely covering her ass.

"That's a big load, the biggest yet I think," she says with a big grin on her face. "Thank you." She turns around and rises up on her toes, then kisses me on the cheek before walking out of the room.

I think I need to lie my empty balls down after that and sleep.

"I know it was wrong Laura, and I can't even blame Tom. I wanted it, I'm not going to deny it. You would see through me anyway if I did try to lie to you," Emma says to her sister Laura as they sit drinking coffee in Emma's living room.

Laura is not upset that her sister and her son had sex. If anything, it turned her on. It's not every day you walk in on your son banging his aunt from behind on your living room floor. While she has your husband's cock in her mouth to add the icing on the cake.

Who am I to cast judgement anyway, Laura thinks privately. I was happy to swallow Ben's cum that day Jean was over. Then I made up some crap about Emma getting knocked up, and my furniture, to get another load from him. I tried to make it look casual and that I didn't enjoy it, but that wasn't the truth. I loved him shooting his cream into my mouth.

Shit, it was one of the few things to truly excite her recently. Her husband fucking their son's girlfriend is a huge turn on too, but catching Tom wearing Claire's panties, now that was majorly fucking hot.

When she's thinking clearly and not in the heat of the moment, Laura isn't sure how to feel about swallowing her son's semen. Especially making him ejaculate into her mouth. Did it make her a bad person? In the past, the answer to this would have been definitely yes. She wouldn't have even considered it before everything changed. But her sex drive and peculiar urges have changed dramatically in the last few years. She felt very confused.

All she knows for sure is that she finds Ben extremely attractive, and feels a need to let him ejaculate into her mouth, to drink more of his cum. She has an urge to use her body to make him feel good. Is it some kind of weird, warped motherly instinct to take care of her son? She can't say, all she knows for sure is that she will let him do it again. And again. Until he doesn't want to anymore.

"Emma, don't worry about it, honestly, I don't care," Laura replies to her sister. "So, what is he like?"

"What do you mean? Sex with Ben?" Emma says, raising both eyebrows. "Jesus Laura, he's your son!"

"So? He's a man too, isn't he?" says Laura.

"He sure is," says Emma, a smile creeping onto her face.

"And.....go on!" Laura pushes.

"OK, if you really want to know.......he fucks like an animal. He pounds hard, really hard. And his cock is magnificent. OK, not on Tom's level, that thing Tom has is a beast, but Ben has that youthful energy. He could fuck all night, I just know it," Emma says, obviously having thought this through in detail.

"I'm glad you enjoy my husband's and son's cocks," Laura says, feigning annoyance.

"Sorry Laura. I know what I'm doing with Tom is wrong too. Jesus I'm a terrible sister. I'm such a bitch," Emma says, tears forming in her eyes. "I'm a mess Laura."

"Hey, I'm not upset. You know what I've been doing with Jack. Glass houses and all that," Laura says, placing her hand on Emma's around her coffee cup. "It's sex Emma. We're all a little bit fucked up since all this shit happened. I think we need to accept to share, even with our family."

Emma smiles a warm smile back at her sister, and they both lean forward and touch foreheads together, something they've done since childhood.

Laura leaves her sister's house at 3pm and decides to stop off at the mall for a quick browse before going home. I'll only spend an hour here at most, then get home in time for dinner, she plans in her mind. I need to go to the sporting goods store first, Ben needs some new exercise shorts and socks. As I walk around, I see some of my students from school, Noah, Alex and Joe. They are three seniors, and are very polite, well mannered boys.

Joe spots me first and gives me a friendly greeting.

"Hi boys, I hope you have all your homework done," I say.

"All done Miss," Noah says. He's a handsome young man. Always seems to have a different girl hanging around him.

Alex is a little nerdy, but a very sweet young man. Poor Joe is overweight, and is always trying hard to diet. While Noah has the good looks and gets the girls, Alex and Joe struggle in that area. I've never seen either of them even speak to a girl around school.

We chat for a little while about school, then I tell them to be good and say goodbye. As I walk away, I hear footsteps come up behind me.

"Miss," Noah says.

I turn around and he immediately looks at the floor. I instinctively know why he's come after me. There are very strict rules about being intimate with students. It is forbidden for students and teachers, or even students and students, to have any kind of sexual contact on school grounds, even if everyone involved is over 18 years of age. But outside of school, once all parties are over 18, then anything goes. He wants sex.

"Yes Noah?" I say quizzically.

"Eh, I was wondering, em, would you, eh, like to go somewhere private? With me?" he eventually manages to say.

The poor kid is nervous.

"For what?" I say, making him squirm.

"For, you know, em, could we maybe, eh do it?"

"Noah! How dare you. I'm your teacher," I say while raising my voice.

"Crap. I'm so sorry Miss. Please don't tell my mom. She'll kill me," Noah pleads, on the verge of tears.

"Relax Noah. I'm just kidding. Of course you can fuck me." The poor guy is in shock. "Come on, the changing rooms are just over here."

I'm feeling kind of horny after talking with Emma about Ben and Tom. I feel like having some fun with someone around Ben's age. Noah is as good as anyone, and he's handsome.

When we close the changing room door behind us, he just stands there. I think he's afraid to touch me.

"It's OK honey, you can touch me if you want. Here," I say, and I reach up behind his neck and pull him down to kiss me.

His hands go straight to my ass. He's gentle at first, but he soon gets a little bit of confidence and squeezes tighter. I'm wearing my faded blue skinny jeans, and he seems to really like my ass in them. It does look pretty good, if I do say so myself.

"I can't believe I'm making out with you Miss. You're, like, so hot," Noah says when he pulls his tongue out of my mouth. Then he freezes again.

I realize I need to take the lead or we're going to be here all day.

"Sit down Noah," I say, looking at the chair in the corner of the changing room behind him. " And pull down your pants." He does what he's told.

He has a nice looking cock, about 6 inches and average thickness.

I take off my jeans and pumps, then step over to the seat.

"Pull down my panties honey," I say to him. His face lights up, and I think he is unable to speak. But he does what I ask him.

"I can't believe this is happening," he says to himself.

When my panties fall to the floor I step out of them, then I straddle him on the chair, lowering my pussy down on his cock. He immediately starts groping my tit's and licking between them, at the flesh he can get at that's not covered by my top.

I start off slowly riding him, his hands firmly holding onto my ass. It feels good to fuck someone so young, and I can't help but imagine this might be what it would be like fucking Ben.

I speed up a little, but that must tip the poor kid over the edge.

"Sorry Miss, I can't hold it any longer. Aaahhh!" he groans, and I feel him squirting into my pussy. Jesus, I had barely gotten started.

"That's OK Noah," I say as I stand up and let some of his load fall out of me onto his lap.

He stands and pulls up his pants. The poor guy looks really embarrassed.

"See you at school on Monday Noah," I say after him as he opens the changing room door and leaves as quick as he can. He doesn't answer me.

As I reach down for my clothes, the door opens again. It's Joe, the overweight kid.

"Oh, hi Joe. Do you want a go on me too?" I ask, making it easy for him. If Noah was nervous, poor Joe must have used up all the courage in his body opening that door.

"Em yes Miss, do you mind?" he says quietly.

"Sit down, and have fun Joe. Pull down your pants and let me look after you."

I kneel down between his legs and take his already hard cock into my mouth. He's not very big, maybe 4 and a half inches. I take him fully into my mouth, and lick around his balls with my tongue. He strokes my face while looking at me do this.

"You're so beautiful," he whispers.

I smile up at him with my mouth around the base of his shaft. Then I stand up and turn around, facing away from him, and lower my pussy onto his cock while I sit down in his lap with his cock inside me. His hands immediately grab my tits. He lifts up my top and bra so he can feel them naked, and starts groping them with both hands. He pinches my nipples between his fingers and the stimulation hardens them.

He's lasting longer than Noah, but I can tell by his breathing and how his cock is hardening even more inside me, that he's close. He comes with a grunt, both hands still holding my tits.

I noticed a shadow appear outside the door while Joe was shooting his load. I assume that's Alex waiting for his turn. My suspicions are confirmed when Joe opens the door to leave and Alex is standing there.

"Do you want to sit down on the chair Alex?" I say, getting ready to treat my third student of the day.

"No Miss, I want to do you from behind. Will you bend over for me?" he says with a confidence I've never seen from him before.

"Sure honey, whatever you want."

I lean my hands against the wall, and bend at the waist sticking my ass out for him, spreading my legs a little. I can feel the cum from the two loads flow out of my cunt. I hear a zipper and then I feel the pressure of a penis press against my cum filled fuck hole. He feels big, I think, then he pushes forward, and forward, Jesus, he is big. The sound of Noah and Joe's loads squelching around in my pussy when Alex pistons in and out of me is all I can hear. He doesn't seem to mind going third and having a sloppy pussy to screw.

"Alex," I gasp, "You know how to fuck." He doesn't answer. He just keeps slamming his thick seven incher into me, his balls slapping against my clit each time. When he grabs a tit and squeezes my nipple between his finger and thumb, I cum. Not many men can make me cum, but the ferocity and roughness was exactly what I needed.

I did not expect this from Alex. He's a scrawny kid, I didn't have high hopes. But his dick is big, and he knows how to use it. He fucks me for another ten minutes, thrashing into me at the same hard pace, then lays his head on my back between my shoulders as he unloads into me. I'm coated in sweat and out of breath.

When he pulls his cock out, a flood of cum hits the floor.

"Thanks Miss," he says, then grabs my ass and squeezes it hard.

When he leaves I just ignore the mess between my legs and pull up my panties and jeans. The cum soaks through the pale blue color of the jeans before I'm out of the changing room, it looks like I've pissed myself a little. I get a few looks walking through the mall to my car. It's embarrassing, but I'm getting a little thrill from the humiliation if I'm honest.

I get home to find Tom lying down on our bed having a nap. I lie down beside him and soon fall asleep.

When Ben wakes up early on Sunday morning, he doesn't bother getting up straight away. Instead, he lies there for a few minutes just relaxing in bed. He uses the time to appreciate everything he has going on. Ben can't deny he has been very lucky so far in his young life. He has been blessed with good looks and athletic ability, he is doing very well in school, and he has a beautiful girlfriend. He also has a supportive and caring family who are always there for him whenever he needs them, recently in more ways than he could ever have imagined or dreamed of.

Ben has always known his mom was a beautiful woman. He's not blind. But as she was his mom, he made sure to keep any impure thoughts of her out of his mind. But that all changed the day his mom walked in on him and his dad having sex with Jean, the older lady his dad works with. What his mom did, taking his cum into her mouth from Jean and then swallowing it, cracked open a door he had tried so hard to keep closed. Then when his Mom told him to cum directly into her mouth when he was fucking aunt Emma, that door had been blown off the hinges.

He can't stop thinking about it. It's all he can think of when he sees her, and he can't stop himself from looking at her in ways that are not acceptable or normal for a son to look at his mother. He is becoming obsessed with her, and he can't shake it off. He needs to do it again, to shoot his cum into her mouth, to feel her soft lips close around his cockhead again. His mom has always told him he should never keep any anxiety bottled up, that he could come to her and talk about anything. Well, he was going to take her advice.

Dad and Claire have gone for a run together, but I have football practice this evening so I don't join them. My real reason is to get mom on her own. She's in the sitting room reading on her tablet when I decide to take my chance.

"Hey Mom, do you have a minute?" I ask her as I sit down beside her.

"Sure Ben, everything OK?" she replies, while still looking at her screen.

This is not as easy as I imagined it would be. Maybe I'm not as ballsy as I thought. Mom looks hot as usual. She's wearing her denim shorts that barely cover her ass, and a blue tank top. Who am I kidding, I can't do this.

"Eh, never mind Mom, sorry," I say as I stand up to leave.

"I'm sorry Ben, look, I'm leaving my tablet down. Now what's up honey," she says, thinking I was upset at her for not giving me her full attention. She catches my hand as I'm standing up and pulls me back down.

I freeze.

"Ben, what did you want to talk to me about?" she presses me.

"Em, look, it's nothing. Just ignore me. So what are you up to?" I say, trying to get out of this situation.

"Ben," she says, looking me in the eye. "Come on, tell me. I'm worried now."

Well, here goes. You only live once.

"Remember when aunt Emma was here?" I say quietly.

"Yes, when you and her were having sex and I walked in, you mean," Mom says, showing no emotion.

"Yes, that time. Well, remember how I, you know, finished?"

"Into my mouth so you wouldn't make a mess all over my sofa?" she says flatly.

"Yes. Well, I don't want to make a mess now either," I say, my heart beating out of my chest.

She says nothing for what feels like minutes, but was really only a few seconds.

"OK," she replies, and doesn't move.

I freeze again. I'm such a wimp.

"Well? Are you going to get on with it then?" she says after a while.

"Em, yes......yes, sorry," I say. Oh my god, I'm actually going to take my cock out in front of Mom. She has seen it twice before, I remind myself, to try to take the pressure off. But I want this so bad. Cumming into her mouth is all I can think about, I need to do it again.

I just block out my mind and pull down my shorts without standing up. My cock springs back and hits my stomach, the tight boxer shorts had been holding it down. Mom doesn't say anything, she just sits there with her hands together on her lap.

I instinctively bring my hand to my prick and start jerking off, sitting beside Mom. What the fuck am I thinking. But then I look over at her and seeing her body, those bare legs, all my urges for her come flooding back.

"I really want to make sure none gets on the sofa, and you seem pretty excited. I think I better put my mouth on it now just in case," she says, then bends over sideways while sitting next to me and lowers her mouth down.

What! Is she serious? Then I feel her lips on my cock again, and I keep jerking off slowly. She lowers a bit more now, taking my whole cockhead inside her mouth, and that's when I feel her tongue swirl around the tip.

"Fuck Mom, that feels amazing," I whisper. I can't believe she is doing this. All I wanted was to unload into her mouth, maybe feel her lips on my tip again. I hadn't expected this. No way! Not that I'm complaining.

She flicks and swirls her tongue around for another minute, before she takes her mouth off, looks up at me and smiles, then takes my cock back into her mouth keeping eye contact the whole time. But she doesn't stop at the tip now. She slides her mouth down around my shaft, and I watch it disappear into her mouth and down her throat until her lips come to rest at my balls. Nobody has ever been able to take my full 8 inches into their throat before. The feeling is mind blowing.

"Mom, I don't think I can last much longer," I say while panting.

But she doesn't seem to mind. Instead, she does something with her throat muscles that feels so good I feel my balls twitch, and then the first shot explodes out of my shaft. She doesn't recoil or seem remotely shocked, she just clamps down on my root, and holds my balls with her right hand. She's still sitting beside me, bending her upper both sideways. She can't be very comfortable.

My body starts to shake as my huge load unleashes, and I grab hold of the back of her neck, my fingers slipping under her sexy blonde hair. I did this without thinking, but she doesn't seem to mind. I even hear a groan when I grip her firmly.

Happy that I've fully emptied my balls, Mom slowly lifts her head off my cock, my long pole gradually coming back into view, and sits up straight on the sofa again. I'm in total shock. I've just gotten the most incredible blowjob, from my own mother! I'm still rock hard, but drained at the same thing. Now the guilt hits.

"Mom, I'm so sorry, I....I...."

"Shush Ben," she says gently, placing a hand on my thigh. "Do you feel better now?"

"Em, I guess," I say, as I struggle to think clearly.

"That's good honey. You come to me whenever you need to relieve yourself, OK?" she says, smiling at me.

"O.....K.....," I say. Is she serious?

"Good. Now would you like me to fix you something to eat? You must be hungry after that," she says so casually.

Did my Mom just offer her mouth to me whenever I want it? To basically dump my cum into. To "relieve" myself! This has to be a dream.

"Sounds good Mom. A sandwich would be nice," I say eventually. She stands and walks over to the kitchen.

I watch her fine ass the whole way, I need to get my hands on that thing. Would she mind? I doubt it, she let's me ejaculate into her mouth, what's an ass squeeze compared to that!

I realize I'm still sitting with my hard cock out, so I pull up my shorts before Mom comes back with my sandwich.

We sit and chat for the next hour or more, Mom not even mentioning what we did. The indifference alone is turning me on. I can't believe she doesn't seem to care about it, how wrong what we did was. It was then I decided to really test out her offer, when the time is right.

She doesn't need to tell me twice to use her, mom or not.

I arrive into work on Monday morning desperate to fuck Jean after going without her all weekend. I have confided with her about what's going on with Claire, and she is more into it than I expected. She even asked me to bring Claire's panties for her to wear again while we have sex. I have a pair of sexy black lace ones in my pocket now for today. Also, she's started calling me "Daddy" sometimes while we screw.

I'm surprised to see she isn't at her desk already when I get there. Maybe she got delayed on her commute again. So I turn on my laptop while I'm waiting, and I see an email from her sent this morning. That's unusual. I open it and see she's not feeling well and won't be in the office today. Fuck.

Just as I'm about to stand up to find someone else, preferably one of the young interns, maybe Amber today, another email catches my attention. It's from our CEO, and he seems to think an important issue has come up. It's not a big deal, but it does mean that most of my day will now be taken up with meetings, and meetings about meetings. Just my luck, on a morning I have blue balls and really need to empty myself. But he is the CEO, so I need to tow the line here.

I get home at 7pm, the day having gone as I expected. Very little actual work done, but lots of unproductive meetings. More importantly, I didn't get to relieve myself. I immediately look for my wife as soon as I walk in the door.

But she's nowhere to be seen. I search the house, and there's no sign of her. That's when Claire walks in the back door.

"Hi Dad, are you just home from work," she says, seeing me still wearing my work suit. "It's pretty late."

"Hey Claire, yeah, I had to work late. All sorted though. Is your mother around?"

"No, she texted saying she was going to the gym," she answers. "Why, do you need her for something?"

"Em, yes, sort of," I say, my eyes drifting down her body unable to stop myself. She's wearing a pair of navy blue hot pants and a white hoodie. I try my best not to look at her crotch and legs, but I'm too weak.

"Oh, I see," Claire says, a smile breaking out across her beautiful face.

Then she walks past me, pulling her hoodie up over her head. She's wearing a plain white t-shirt underneath that's really form fitting. She looks hot as fuck.

She discards the hoodie on the sofa, and makes her way towards the stairs. When she reaches the second step she stops and looks back at me, catching me staring at her ass of course.

"She's not the only one around here who can help with that you know," she says, then resumes walking up the stairs.

I hesitate for a split second, then bolt after her, taking the steps two at a time. She sees me coming and squeals loudly, then runs the rest of the way to her room, laughing the whole time.

I catch up with her just inside her room door, and I grab hold of her waist, then grind my cock against her ass.

"Hold on," she says. "I want to wear something different."

Taking a step forward, and still facing away from me, she pulls down her hot pants. She's wearing a blue thong underneath. Taking hold of the strings over her hips, she pulls these down too and steps out of them leaving them in the floor.

My daughter is standing with her back to me completely naked from the waist down. She reaches into a drawer and pulls out a pair of sexy deep purple color high cut panties, they have more material to hold my load I notice.

I unbuckle my suit pants, and pull out my stiff cock.

"Take them off," Claire says, as she pulls her purple panties up over her ass. I do as I'm told, kicking off my shoes and pulling my pants and boxer shorts off at the same time.

While I'm getting ready, I see that Claire has bent over her desk slightly, and is leaning on her hands, her arms straight. I move in behind her, stroking my cock to full hardness. I stick it in between her legs, right into her sexy thigh gap, keeping it outside her panties. She keeps her legs close enough together to create a hole of sorts for me to fuck.

I take hold her her narrow waist, and get into a steady rhythm. It's pure bliss, and it gives me some idea of what actually fucking her would be like. The sensation of the soft skin of her thighs that has now become slippery from my precum, and the silk material of her panties is majestic.

I'm much braver with my hands this time. I'm caressing up and down her sides and over her firm stomach, then feeling down to her ass and legs. It's driving me wild, and I can feel my climax starting to build.

So I pull back, then reach down to her panties and pull a leg hole wide enough so I can fit my cock in. Her pussy is right there, and I can see her moistness glistening when I stretch the material even further. I slip my cock between her legs, putting the tip inside the material at the front of her panties. My shaft is pressing the whole way along her slit. Then I start humping her like this, my tip pushing into the panties to the front.

Claire's breathing becomes a lot more ragged now. The top of my shaft is dragging back and forth over her clit, as my tip protrudes out between her legs, bulging the thin material of her panties. There is so much pussy juice flowing from her I can feel it run down my cock.

"It's so big," she says to herself, as I feel my climax take over my body.

This is so fucking wrong to do this with my daughter. But I'm past the point of caring anymore. I'm obsessed with her.

When my cock starts to pulsate and squirt, Claire groans deeply and trembles with her own orgasm. I keep shooting my cum for what feels like an eternity, with most of it landing on Claire's desk as the tip has moved up past the waistband of her panties now.

"I've only ever been able to make myself cum, with my vibrator," Claire whispers, "and you didn't even put it into me."

I'm not able to respond. A couple of minutes have passed now, and I can't bring myself to step away from her. I'm massaging her lower back and ass, relishing in being in this position. It may be the last time, if either of us come to our senses.

I'm still standing with my pole shoved between her thighs, rock hard still as I look down at her ass. She's squeezing her thighs together. Then using my cum for lube, she very subtly starts pressing her ass back into me. I've recovered so quick from my climax, I'm able to keep going with this.

Claire gradually increases the length she slides forward, with my cockhead now coming the whole way back to her slit. It's so wet and hot on my tip, I can't even think straight.​