Incest/Taboo Evolution

When Laura eventually walked down the stairs, dressed in a white skirt equally as short as her daughter's, she was greeted by the sight of Claire still bent over the sofa armrest, her bare pussy a white creamy mess. It was only when I peeled my eyes off her legs that I noticed my wife's outfit was identical to Claire's, except it was all white instead of black. Her ass looks equally as good as her 18 year old daughter's. How she keeps herself looking so good is astonishing.

"I see you two didn't waste any time," Laura said, chuckling to herself.

It was at that exact moment a knock came to the back door. I pulled my sweatpants up, and Ben tucked himself away too. Claire stood up, and scooped a handful a cum off her pussy that had leaked out. Then she straightened her clothes, making herself look somewhat presentable. Although she was still wearing the sluttiest clothes imaginable.

"Well hello Tom, great to see you. May I come inside?" Doctor Moran, our 63 year old family doctor who lives next door said as he stood on the doorstep.

"Doc, of course. Come on in," I say, standing to the side to allow him pass. No prizes for guessing why he's here, the horny old fat fuck.

"It's actually your wonderful wife I came over to see Tom," he said then. No shit.

"Oh my, you look exceptional today Laura dear," the doc said, when he looked past me and saw her in her new slutty clothes.

He has a serious thing for Laura. He mounts the poor woman regularly, but she never complains, she just let's him dump into her.

"Hi Doctor Moran, nice to see you again," Laura said politely.

"And there's little Claire, my my, you've gotten so big. Not so little anymore now, are we," the old pervert said when he clapped eyes on my daughter.

He must have thought he was dreaming, with both Laura and Claire dressed like hookers.

"Hey," Claire said, and walked past him over to the sink to get a glass of water. He obviously couldn't resist the temptation. He reached his hand down and cupped Claire's ass, sliding his fingers up under her skirt and into her ass crack. Claire stopped dead in her tracks.

He's an old creep, but honestly, I couldn't blame him. Her ass looks absolutely divine.

Then I notice he reached his hand further down and in between her legs, feeling for her snatch I assume. He doesn't seem to mind, or maybe not even notice the cum dripping from her bald hole. Some of it is even running down her inner thighs.

Ben stood there with his mouth open, looking on. Laura made herself busy and started emptying the dishwasher, she's much more familiar with our elderly neighbor's wandering hands.

When I looked up at Claire, she had her eyes closed and a smile on her face. Obviously not too perturbed by our visitor.

"Laura, dear, you don't mind if I, eh...." the doc tried to say.

"Of course not. Do you want to stay here, or go up to the bedroom?" Laura said, knowing what he's trying to ask.

"Oh here is perfectly fine," he said, looking over at the countertop.

Laura guessed that's where he wanted to fuck her, so she walked over and assumed the position, leaning down on her elbows and arching her back just enough to make her cunt more accessible.

The randy doctor removed his hand from between Claire's legs and his fingers were glistening with cum, but it didn't seem to bother him. He unbuckled and unzipped his pants, dropped them down to his ankles together with his white underpants, and started jerking his cock bringing himself to full hardness.

Never in a million years would an old fat bastard like him get within a mile of someone as amazingly hot as Laura, before the world changed. But the world has changed.

Belly leading the way, he shuffled over to the countertop and up behind my stunning wife, then he started poked around with his cock trying to find her pussy. When he eventually found it he shoved it in unceremoniously, and he needed to rest his fat gut on her ass when he humped her like a dog.

He managed to get into a good rhythm though, and gave it to Laura hard, crushing her down against the countertop. But after a few minutes of grunting and mauling her from behind, he let a final roar as he presumably squirted his load into my wife.

"Thank you dear, that was terrific as usual," he said when he pulled out and gave her a little pat on the ass as he casually walked away from her.

"The old bastard timed that well," I said when he closed the back door behind him. "Probably couldn't believe his luck when he saw the two of you dressed like that."

I saw that Ben was hard again, and this time he had eyes only for his mother, who was leaning with her ass against the countertop now, having not moved from where the doc used her. He pulled down his shorts and kicked them off, then walked over to Laura. As soon as he reached her, he leaned down and gently kissed her on the lips, lingering there, then they both opened their mouths to properly make out.

Laura lifted up her right leg and pulled her son in close, guiding his hard cock into her waiting pussy. They continued kissing and fucked slowly like that for the next few minutes, with Laura remaining standing up and leaning back against the countertop, her leg wrapped around behind Ben's ass.

Claire must see me getting hard while looking at my wife and son, because the next thing I know she's kneeling down in front of me and is pulling my sweatpants down to release my pole. Then she went to work on me with a nice sloppy blowjob.

It was at that point I realized we're not going have a lot of time for anything else except fucking in this house from now on.

"Mmmm, that's it baby, take it all down," I say as I put my hand down on the top of Jean's head and grab a handful of her blonde hair to hold her in place. Then I let my climax take over as I feel my cum shoot up my shaft and down into her stomach. She has my whole cock stuffed down her throat already knowing that I was close, the master cocksucker that she is. She lets me squirt out every last drop before pulling me out of the neck. And I don't bother rushing.

"Hmmm, yummy. I needed that little snack," she says, before taking my tip back into her mouth to clean off the last strands of cum and spit with her tongue. "Your son better have saved some cream for me, he's coming over to mine after work. He's been neglecting me this week, with your new home arrangements."

"Oh, he never told me he was going over to you this evening," I say.

"He's a big boy Tom, he doesn't need to tell you everything," Jean says as she gets to her feet again and fixes her hair after I messed up her ponytail.

I don't say anything back.

I get up early on Saturday morning to make sure I have a good breakfast. Our 10k race is on at noon, so I want to give myself the best chance of a performance I can be happy with by fueling myself well. I'm just cracking two eggs when Ben walks in the back door.

"Hey Dad, oh great, you're making breakfast. I'm starving."

I grab two more eggs for Ben and crack them on side of the pan too.

"So, did you stay over with Jean last night?" I ask.

"Nah, I left her house at 10, then called into Carla. I stayed over at hers," Ben says.

"Does she mind you spending so much time with Jean?"

"The opposite. She loves hearing all about it, it drives her wild knowing Jean is so much older than me," says Ben.

"That's funny, she's a lot like your mother so. She loves hearing about other women I use too."

"She's coming to the race today to cheer us on," says Ben. "Carla I mean, not Jean."

"Your Mom and Claire are coming too. We better do our best with all this support," I say.

The two of us eat our breakfast and then relax for a while watching some morning TV.

"Dad, I have something to ask you and Mom," Ben says while we're watching TV.

"OK, go on," I say.

"I'd like to ask Carla to stay over here more often, and be part of our new family life. I know it's quick, but I think things are moving fast with Carla. What do you think?" Ben says, and I can tell he's a bit nervous asking me this.

"Does she know how we do things here now?" I ask.

"Yeah, I've told her everything. It really turns her on. She wants to be a part of the family, and that includes doing what Mom and Claire do," he says.

"Well that's good enough for me," I say, unable to believe my luck. Having Carla walking around semi naked ready to be fucked is beyond my wildest dreams. This is the best news imaginable.

"I'll ask Mom when she gets up. Do you think she'll be OK with it?" Ben says.

"Don't worry about your Mom, I'll make sure she's on board."

Laura won't be a problem. I suspect she has almost as much of an addiction to Carla's pussy as me. Who could blame her, Carla is probably the most beautiful woman I've ever seen.

Ben and I cross the finish line together. He's a good kid running the whole race with his old man. He could easily have left me in his dust, but he stayed with me and kept up the encouragement when the going got tough.

Laura, Claire and Carla are all there waiting for us at the finish, and wrap us in a warm embrace before we even catch our breath. Claire pulls me close for a long kiss, the first time we've done that in public. I catch Laura doing the same to Ben, another first, and I see Carla looking on with a definite twinkle in her eye at what she's seeing.

My wife give me a deep kiss then, and finally Carla does the same. What a prize for finishing a race.

All five of us get a post race coffee to sip while we take a nice leisurely walk around the nearby park. We need to take it really slow, my leg muscles are really starting to tighten up now.

It was while we walked around the park that Ben asked his mother about Carla staying over more often, and she didn't hesitate in giving them her blessing. I already had a quick conversation with Laura in advance to prepare her, and once she heard Carla wanted to be involved in our new lifestyle she seemed very keen indeed.

We found a picnic table and bench, and Claire went to a cafe she spotted to get some pastries for everyone. Then the five of us spent the next while just sitting and talking, eventually all going home together an hour later.

Later that evening, Carla went back to her house to collect a change of clothes. She is staying over tonight and wanted to fit in with the new "house rules".

Even though I'm pretty tired after the race, I feel like fucking Laura's sister Emma. It's been a while since I've nailed her, so I text her to see if she's at home.

You at home? I want your pussy, now, I write.

Fuck you asshole, Emma writes back, playing hard to get.

Only one asshole getting fucked this evening, and it ain't mine, I say.

Whatever. Don't you have a wife to bother instead of me? she says then.

Quit being such a bitch and just have the lube ready when I get there. Oh, and tell that loser husband of yours to make himself scarce. I'll be there in 10 mins I say, and I grab the car keys.

You're a piece of shit, she says, but I don't bother replying. She won't be saying that when her eyeballs are rolling back in her head and she's squirting on my cock.

I just smile to myself, as I look forward to fucking my gorgeous sister-in-law's brains out.

It feels so good to be able to have Laura's sister whenever I want her now. I've lusted after her for so many years, stealing glances at her tight ass at family gatherings, or a kiss on the cheek on her birthday, and nursing a raging boner all day afterwards.

Then I would pound Laura into the bed that night imaging it was her sister. I always just assumed that would be the extent of it. It's hard to believe that Emma is there for me to use whenever I want now. The fact she's a filthy slut is an added bonus. But honestly, if she just lay there like a statue and took it, I would be quite satisfied with that.

She's ready for it when I get there, as expected. She doesn't even try to pretend. She opens the door wearing a robe, and I soon discover she has nothing on underneath when I pull it open as she closes the front door behind me. I dump my first load deep into her well used pussy in under a minute, when I fuck her standing against the front door.

"I know what's going on in your house," says Emma, as we sit drinking coffee. She didn't even bother closing over her robe.

"Oh yeah?" I say, a little surprised.

"My sister tells me everything, remember?" she says, and a grin appears on the corner of her mouth.

"Are you jealous? I might not need you any longer with all the pussy I'm getting at home," I say. "You're not that fucking special." She totally is.

"Good," she says, and forces a laugh. "One less asshole I'll have to put up with."

I laugh now. "Get your ass up those fucking stairs, and quit talking bullshit. You need this more than me."

I'm talking complete shit, but she gets off on me treating her like this. She stands up and walks towards the stairs in her hallway, her robe wide open and flowing behind her.

We spend the next hour fucking in every position I can think of. She's a crazy bitch in bed, and she knows what she likes. At one stage she's on top riding me, her milk filled tits looking particularly huge at this angle, when she tells me to slap her face. I've never hit a woman, and I never would, it's the most disgusting and cowardly act a man can do.

I hesitated, and tried to say I can't when she slapped me hard on the jaw.

"Stop being such a bitch Tom," then she slaps me again, harder this time, all the while continuing to grind down on my root.

I play along and give her a light slap.

"Oh for fuck sake, is that all you got," she says, and sneers. Then she hit me for a third time, the hardest one yet. That one pissed me off.

I threw her off me onto her back, the sunk my full length easily back into her loose cunt, and cracked her with a hard slap across her face. I immediately regretted it. But of course she loved it.

"Hmmm, that's more like it," she groaned, and I can feel her juices flow now.

I give her another slap on the same jaw, this one even harder. The side of her face reddens, but her pussy tightens a bit.

I really hammer it into her cunt now, and I grab hold of her throat with one hand. A smile flickers on her face when I do this, so I take the hint and squeeze a little tighter. Then I slap her hard again with my other hand as I sit back on my heels and keep on fucking her. She's cumming hard.

When she comes down from her climax, I turn her around onto her belly, and press my tip up against her ass hole. Then without any hesitation, I push it in. She roars like a wild animal.

"FFFUUUCK," she screams. "That's fucking big!" Then she pants trying to control her breathing.

"It's the only tight hole you have," I say, harshly.

"I've had three kids, you motherfucker," Emma spits back, and she seems a little hurt.

"I love your loose pussy, but your tight ass feels so fucking good right now."

I unload into her ass a couple of minutes later, and both of us collapse onto the bed. As we lay there recovering in silence, I'm tracing my fingers along Emma's bare leg that she has thrown across my stomach. She has her head resting on my chest.

"You're beautiful, you know that," I say quietly.

She looks up at me and smiles, then blushes a little, and I kiss her gently on the lips. It's still so surreal to be doing this with my sister-in-law.

"I need to use the bathroom," Emma says after a while. She gets up off the bed and walks naked to her en suite. I can't take my eyes off her perfect ass. I'm feeling pretty good about myself knowing I've just stretched that ass out and left my seed inside. A naughty idea comes to me then.

Emma doesn't bother closing the bathroom door, but when I walk in she's a little surprised. She's sitting on the toilet and seems to be wiping her ass, probably scooping out the remains of my load.

"What are you doing?" she says, surprised to see me coming in when she's sitting on the toilet.

"I need to take a piss" I say, as I walk naked over to where she's sitting. "Scooch back a bit."

"What? Are you crazy? I'll be finished in a minute," she says.

"Go on, there's lots of room for both of us." I'm standing right in front of her now, my soft cock swinging inches from her face.

"You're nuts," Emma says laughing, but she moves back a bit on the toilet seat opening up a little more room. There's plenty of space for me to aim for now, and I can see the water in the bowl.

I take hold of my dick, keeping it steady with my right hand, and I aim it at the gap Emma has created between her spread legs. When I'm happy my aim is good, I release the start of my stream of piss and it hits my target, the sound of it splashing into the water dulled a small bit my Emma's ass covering up most of the bowl as she sits on the seat.

"What the fuck Tom," she says, but she's staring at my cock now, and the piss shooting from it into the small opening between her legs into the toilet. She fucking loves it. I knew she would, the kinky little bitch.

I decide to push my luck. I bend my prick a little bit upwards, just enough to raise my piss stream high enough to hit her pussy. She's let her pubes grow out a little, they're still very fine on her pussy lips, but they're long enough to darken slightly when I wet them.

"You're a dirty bastard," she says quietly, as I continue pissing on her pussy. But she's not trying to get away from it, and she's keeping her legs well spread for me. She has also leaned back a small bit now, which has opened up more of her pussy for me to aim at. I put my free hand on her shoulder to help keep my balance.

When I aim a little higher to piss directly on her clit she groans, then leans back fully and closes her eyes. She uses both hands to pull her pussy lips apart, completely baring her swollen clit to me. She doesn't seem to care about my piss splashing all over her fingers.

I can feel my bladder is getting nearly empty, so before I finish I point my cock higher and piss all over her stomach, and then up onto her tits. I notice Emma is rubbing her clit while I do this, and then just as I shake out the last few drops, she takes a piss herself. A huge stream splashes hard into the water in the toilet bowl. She keeps her legs spread for me so I can see, and I'm fully hard before she finishes.

We take a shower together to clean off, and I can't resist lifting Emma in my arms and fucking her up against the tiled wall with her legs wrapped around me while the water sprays down over us.

Our fucking continues back in the bedroom, then when we finish both of us climb in under the covers and fall asleep. I wake up a while later and check my phone, it's 1am. I know we have a strange relationship, but I'm really enjoying just lying beside her, holding her. I actually feel really close to her. So I decide to snuggle up against her naked body, pressing my flaccid cock up to her bare ass and wrapping my arm around her stomach, then I allow myself to fall asleep again. It's such a nice feeling doing this with Emma after so many years of longing for her.

"Good morning sleepy head," Emma says as she strokes my hair and kisses my chest.

"Hey. What time is it?" I ask.

"Almost 8am. Did you sleep well?"

"I had such a nice sleep. You're bed is so comfortable," I say.

"I really enjoyed last night," she says.

We woke up around 3am and had a nice slow fuck with me on top. Then we fell back asleep in each other's arms right afterwards.

"Yeah, it was amazing. I loved having you there when we woke during the night," I say.

"I know, that was nice. But I really liked what we did before, in the bathroom. I even dreamed about it last night," Emma says. "I never thought I would be into that sort of thing."

"Yeah, me neither. The idea just came to me. I was worried after that you might have thought I disrespected you, I mean really disrespected you. I know we have this thing going on, but you know I would never treat you badly. If I thought you didn't want it I mean. Oh I don't even know what I'm trying to say," I say, rambling on.

"Tom, relax. I love everything we do. Some of it is fucking degrading, but that's what makes it so hot, and I know it's just between the two of us. You're the only man who can satisfy me, because you know what I like. And because of this thing of course," she says, while grabbing my cock under the covers.

"I need to use the toilet, but hold that thought," I say.

"Tom, hold on," she says, but then pauses.

"What Emma?" I ask.

"OK, I know we did that thing last night, but this is still awkward for me. Will you.....oh God I can't believe I'm even saying this. Will you do it again? On me?" she says eventually.

I stand up and walk towards the en suite, leaving her on the bed. Then I stop at the door and say, "get the fuck in here," as I point into the bathroom, getting back into character.

She does what she's told, of course, and I slap her ass hard as she walks past me. But instead of sitting down on the toilet like last night, she walks to the shower. Whatever, I think. I'll piss on her anywhere.

But then she really surprises me and drops down on her knees. I raise an eyebrow, basically asking the question, Do you want me to do what I think you're asking?

She nods her head, picking up on my unasked question, so I take that as a green light.

I walk over to the shower, which she hasn't turned on by the way, and I need to concentrate on not getting an erection. I'm bursting for this piss, my first of the day, so I know it's going to be a big one. I can see she's trembling, but she's in such a sexy position sitting back on her heels now. She reaches her hands up and pulls her hair back behind her shoulders, leaving no doubt what she wants.

I take hold of my cock in my right hand, it's long and fat even though it's soft, and I lift it up pointing directly at her face. She takes a deep breath, waiting for what's going to happen any second.

The urge to release it starts to build in me, but I hold it back to increase the pressure. Then when it gets too much, I let go and it hits her between her two eyes, which she closes just in time. I surprise myself how hot this is for me, seeing my piss completely cover this beautiful woman's face. I piss all over her hair, down onto her forehead and then on her nose. When I lower the stream down to her lips, I'm shocked when she opens her mouth and lets it fill up. She spits most of it out, but I see her swallow some. What a fucking slut.

I aim for her neck and tits next, and then back up to her face for the last few squirts before shaking off the drops into her mouth, my tip brushing off her lips. She opens her eyes and looks up at me, her face and hair glistening, soaked in piss.

When she stands and turns on the shower, I leave the en suits and get dressed. I meet her husband Jack in the kitchen on my way out, I didn't even know he was home.

"I think your wife wants you to wash her back," I say as I walk past him to the front door. He doesn't answer me.

I stop off to get a coffee and some breakfast after leaving Emma's, then I head for home.

The first person I see when I come in the back door is Carla, and of course my eyes almost pop out of my head she's looking so fucking hot. She's wearing a blue pleated skirt, it looks like something a cheerleader would wear. Then on top she's wearing a white string top that can barely hold in her big tits. Her toned stomach is on show too. Good to see she's up to speed on the new dress code!

I can't resist sticking my tongue into her mouth and reaching up under her skirt to feel her ass. Why not make the most of this new arrangement. No underwear by the way, as expected. She throws both arms over my shoulders as we make out, and I feel her grind her mound against my quickly stiffening pole.

As I'm kissing Carla, I see my daughter walk down the stairs in a short cream colored dress I've never seen before, it must be new. She looks like a prostitute it's so revealing, and my cock responds as you would expect.

"Mmmm, someone likes looking at their little girl I see," Carla whispers into my ear, as she works her hand down into my sweatpants and wrapping her delicate fingers around my now rock hard shaft. Claire just looks on.

"Where's your mother?" I ask Claire. Carla has my cock out now and is jerking me off as we both stand in the kitchen.

"In bed with Ben," she says.

"They've been at it all night," Carla says then. "We thought you'd never get home. We need some too you know."

Claire walks over beside us and kneels down, then opens her mouth to take in my cockhead as Carla continues to slowly stroke me.

"You've been busy," Claire says, obviously tasting pussy on my cock. "Anyone we know, or just a randomer?"

"Your auntie Emma," I say casually, as if that's nothing. Claire's eyes go wide and she takes her mouth off my cock. But then she thinks about it and sucks me back in, deeper down her throat this time.

"That's a good girl," I say, and I rest my hand on top of her head as I turn my face back to Carla and get back to our kiss.

Claire's really turning into a great little cocksucker. She has me shaking at the knees in a few short minutes, and I just let her finish me off in her wonderful mouth as I keep kissing Carla. I feel fucking amazing after that.

The three of us go and sit down on the sofa for a while and flick through the TV channels.

It's soon time for lunch, and I'm delighted when Carla offers to make some sandwiches. I'm just starting to wonder if everything's OK with Laura and Ben when both of them walk down the stairs.

"Where were you last night?" Laura says to me.

"Over in Emma's, shit I'm sorry honey, I completely forgot to let you know. I hadn't planned on staying over, it just kinda happened," I say, a little sheepishly.

"It's OK, just make sure you tell me where you are next time," Laura says.

As I sit there on the sofa I look around the room at the three beautiful women dressed like complete sluts, purely for Ben's and my enjoyment, and I realize my wildest fantasies don't even come close. The fact they are my wife and daughter, and my son's 19 year old girlfriend, makes it immeasurably better.

Sure I love fucking different women, particularly Emma and Jean, but I would happily spend the rest of my days right where I am with these three women and never leave this house again.
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