Incest/Taboo Strawter Family does Incest Porn

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All characters are over 18+

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A four days had passed since Martin had starred in his own incest porn movie for the billionaire Howard Goldburg. He didn't stay long at his home once Lula had called him two days after to inform him of an opening at Johns Hopkins. Once she had informed him, Martin moved in a blur as he packed his car. With the money he had earned burning a hole in his wallet. He was planning on buying a new car once he got to Boston, along with an apartment close to the school. However, once he had arrived at the school he was surprised to find Lula waiting for him at the entrance.

"Hello Martin," Lula said waving at him as the climbed the granite steps. "Mr. Goldburg sends his regards that he couldn't be here in person, some unfortunate matters came up," she said her eyes running down his body. Her mouth watered, recounting the time when she had that monster of his in her mouth. "Well, come along, we shouldn't keep the Dean waiting," Lula said looping her arm around his.

"See? Mr. Goldburg always upholds his deals," Lula said as they exited the main entrance of the school an hour later. Her silver framed wire glasses slid down the bridge of her nose as her flaming red hair hid her blushing cheeks as they walked down the steps. Taking Martin by the hand as they came to his rundown rusted out car. "Listen, I know you just got here, but I've already looked at a condo for you. If you'd like, I can take you there now," Lula said eyeing the empty passenger seat.

"Sure, thank you, I wouldn't know the first place to start," Martin said bashfully rubbing the back of his neck.

"Good," Lula whispered into his ear, "Everything you need for film making is already there so you needn't worry," she said kissing him lightly on his cheek before walking around the front of his car.

"Take a left up here," Lula said pointing to the stop light before resting her hand on his lap. "Martin, I don't have to be back in California until tomorrow and I can't stop thinking about this cock," she said as she rubbed his groin. "You were interested in fucking me...I hope you still are," Lula whispered lustfully into his ear.

"Yeah," Martin muttered as his grip turned deadly white as they sped down the city streets of Boston.

"Good, then you won't object to this," Lula said sneakily as she unzipped his fly. "Take a right at the next light and then straight on for four miles, you'll see the building before we'll get there," she said smirking devilishly as she grasped his soft member. "What's wrong Martin? Surely, some teenage slut has jacked you off while you've driven before haven't they?" Lula asked as her tongue flickered out teasing his earlobe.

"No," Martin said weakly shaking his head.

"Oh, then let me be the first to give you road head," Lula said unbuckling herself, wondering if she'll have enough time to get him off before they reached the condo tower. "God Martin, I just can't get over the size of this thing," Lula purred as she ran her lips down side of his cock. "I can't wait for you to fuck me with this beast," she said before devouring his stout rod.

"Oh, fuck," Martin moaned trying to keep his attention focused on the road and not on the wonderful sensations of Lula's skillful tongue.

"You better fucking cum in my mouth Martin," Lula growled teasingly as she winked up at him.

"If you keep sucking my cock like that, you'll have all the cum you can handle," Martin said breathing heavily as he pulled to a stop as the stoplight turned red. A chill of fear crept up his spine as a female police officer pulled up beside his passenger door. Martin was frozen fear as Lula showed off his cock to the female officer, who looked on in shock awe as her sunglasses slipped from the bridge of her nose as her mouth hung agape. Martin's heart fluttered in relief as the light turned green hoping he wasn't going to jail for indecent exposure. His mind breathed out a sigh as they got a block away only to have his fears come to life as the siren and lights flashed behind him.

"Pull in there," Lula said pointing to the parking garage. "Park there," she said mischievously pointing to the darkest corner of the parking structure. "Here let me put this back in," Lula said impishly as she place his hard cock back into his pants. Killing his engine, Martin waited with trepidation as he watched the officer approaching from his side view mirror.

"License and registration," the female officer asked as Martin rolled down his window. Martin fumbled with his glove box as Lula caressed the outline of his cock. "Do you know why I stopped you?" she asked as Martin handed her the two cards.

"No," Martin said weakly looking over that the officer. He caught the hints of her cocoa butter lotion that drifted of her caramel skin.

"Sir, I need you to step out of the vehicle," she said backing to the rear of the car, looking around ensuring they hadn't garnered any unwanted interest. Glad that she had the wherewithal to shut off her lights to keep that corner as dark as she could. "Turn around and put your hands on the trunk," she said smirking at Martin's nervousness. "Do you have any weapons, drugs, anything sharp that will poke me?" she asked as she started to pat Martin down shaking his head that he didn't. Starting from his shoulders, down his arms, his back, his chest, his left leg, Martin took a dry swallow as her hand ran down the length of his eleven inch cock. "I asked if you had a weapon on you!" she said spinning Martin around her body only inches away from his.

"Then what is this?!" she asked as she squeezed his cock.

"That's me," Martin said bashfully looking away.

"This thing can't be you it's too long and hard to be a cock," she said her lush lips curled into a smile at his nod. "Then I'm going to need you to remove these pants to show me that it isn't a weapon." Martin sighed yet he wasn't about to spend a night in a strange cities jail.

"See," Martin said letting go of his pants looking down at his protruding phallus.

"Oh, my," she gasped fanning her face as she came face to face with his monster. "Well, Mr. Strawter I did ask if you had anything on you that could poke me," she said as her gun belt dropped onto her hood. "It seems I'm going to have to teach you on better ways to listen to an officer's orders," she purred as her hand gripped his cock lightly. "Come with me Mr. Strawter, we will discuss this in the back of my squad car," she said leading Martin by his cock as his mother once had done.

Lula played with herself as she listened as the female officer fucked Martin's brains out. Five times he had made her cum waiting for that cock she had been hungering for. Five times he had made her call out his name as that woman was stuffing her cunt with the cock that was meant to be inside her. However, she knew soon that giant cock would finally be where she had wanted it since the film shoot.

"Here, call me for anything," the officer said handing Martin her card with her cell phone number on the back. "And I do mean anything," she said taking him by the belt pulling him close. "Don't make me come hunt you down to get another ride on this cock," she said her hand running up and down his deflating rod.

"Okay," Martin stammered, never in his life he had this fountain of luck with the opposite sex.

"Hope to see you soon Mr. Strawter," she said sashaying over to her car before turning back to Martin. "Oh, and Martin, do call me Beth, because I want that name passing those lips when I have you beneath me again," Beth said blowing him a kiss as she slid into the driver seat of her patrol car.

"There it is," Lula said pointing to the towering building. "You can go again right? Because I would be extremely hurt if you can't fuck me like how I want to be destroyed by this monster," Lula pouted, wishing that the cop hadn't stopped them.

"Yeah, shouldn't be a problem," Martin said squirming in his seat as Lula directed him towards the condominium's underground parking garage.

"Good, but first we need to get rid of that woman's scent," Lula said playfully batting his shoulder as she exited his car. "Leave it Martin, you can come back later for your things, right now I want some eleven inches deep inside me," she said seductively. "Oh, here are your keys," Lula said handing him his new house keys. "You'll have the top floor mostly to yourself, there is one other person living on that floor but I doubt you'll ever see each other, that is if you don't want to see me," she said hitting the button for the fortieth floor. "We can't have your actives over heard now can we," Lula giggled as she bumped her hip into his.

"Wait you live here?!" Martin asked looking over at her.

"Oh, yes I've lived here since Mr. Goldburg built this place," Lula said leaning into him as heat infused her cheeks. "You don't mind if I pop over every now and then?"

"No, I'm grateful someone I know will be living next to me," Martin said looking away. "Plus, it be of great help if you could show me to a car dealership.

"Yes, a wealthy hung man needs a more fitting ride, namely a certain redhead," Lula purred hungrily into his ear.

"Wow," Martin said in awestruck as looked around the spacious penthouse.

"Well, you have your kitchen, living room and back there are the other two bedrooms, your dining room, a lap pool if you're into that," Lula said showing him around his new home. "However, this is what I really want to show you, the master bedroom," she said pushing open the ornate double doors. While the room was bare of anything that would discern it's former tenants, or if the place even had any before his arrival. The common areas of his new dwelling could have fit most of the floor plan of his childhood home in it, yet the master bedroom could have fit the rest and with room to spare. The irritable ring of his cell phone brought Martin out of his meandering thought. "Don't be too long Martin or I might start without you," Lula said looking over her shoulder as she headed towards his new bathroom. Leaving the door open to torment the teenager as he talked to whom she could only assume was his mother.

"Hey mom," Martin said as his mother's voice came over the line.

"Baby did you get to Boston all right?" Christen asked as she paced her living room missing her son and his monster cock. Once Martin had left, it didn't take her husband long to book a flight to Vegas, where she knew he would blow through all that money, which she hoped to be gone from their house before he returned. Even before their trip to the Outer Banks, their marriage had been on shaky ground when Ben squandered Martin's college fund. She still loved Ben, yet there was a more reliable and financially sound and with a larger cock of a man she could rely on, than that poor excuse for a gambler.

"Yeah, you'll never believe who I ran in..." Martin's voice was cut off as Lula leaned against the door frame in nothing but her underwear.

"Oh, who was it?" Christen asked hoping it wasn't who she thought it was given his abrupt stop.

"Umm....Mom do you mind if I call you back?" Martin asked as Lula's bra dangled from her fingertips.

"Sure sweetheart," Christen said as the line went dead.

"How's Martin?" Michelle asked as she shut off the TV.

"In trouble I think," Christen said tossing the headset onto the lounge chair.

"Mom, do you want to go check on Martin?" Michelle asked with a knowing smile. She wanted her own ride on that thick root of her brother's.

"Excellent idea, why don't we go and see your brother," Christen said knowing this was a perfect excuse to be gone from the house should Ben come home while they were gone. Also, it would give her time to decide if she wanted a divorce or not.

"Get in Martin, I've waited long enough," Lula said as she rested on the far side of the jacuzzi bathtub that was large enough to hold four people. Biting her nail as her arm rested on the lip of the tub as she watched as Martin stripped out of his clothes. Her eyes zoned in on his cock as it disappeared beneath the water. "Martin have you ever had sex in a tub before?" Lula asked as she crawled towards him.

"No," Martin said watching the rise and fall of her breasts as the tiny waves lifted them.

"Martin, was that movie your first time?" Lula asked her hand roaming up his thigh keeping him unaware of the red blinking lights for as long as she could.

"Yes," Martin said weakly.

"Oh, you poor boy," Lula said rising out of the water, water droplets dangled precariously on the tips of her light pink nipples as she slid into Martin's lap. "Then you've never sucked on a woman's tits before have you?" she asked as she rested his growing member against her martini shaped pubic hair, as her left hand stroked his cock underneath the steaming water. Feeling it rocketing towards her navel, Lula knew if she rode that monster she wouldn't be able to walk straight for a week, yet that's exactly what she wanted to feel, him, days after when she was in California.

"Well, now is as good of a time as any to have your fill Martin," Lula said her right breast brushed against his lips as she reached for the soap. "Yes, that's it Martin, pay attention to those neglected nipples," she cooed as his tongue playfully flicked her hard buds. "No, more playing Martin, suck on those tits," Lula hissed softly as her muscles rippled in pleasure. "Mmm....yes, right there, god yes Martin, I love it when a man sucks on my tits," she cooed as she held his head to her chest. Reaching beneath the water, cleaning off the residue the police officer had left behind. She wasn't one to suck off another woman's cream unless she was part of the act or it was her own.

"Then I can also assume you've never eaten a woman out before?" Lula asked after she was sure his cock was pristine. A wicked smile graced her lips as Martin once again shook his head. "Hmmm...so many new experiences for you to enjoy," Lula said shyly as she rose out of the water. Martin took a dry swallow as Lula's neat red public hair starred him down. He could smell her arousal as the water dripped off of her labia. "Would you like to see this tight pussy that you're going to fuck so spectacularly?" Lula asked as she ran her middle finger through her sex coating her juices along Martin's lower lip as he nodded. "Good I do enjoy a man that likes to reciprocate," she said sitting down edge of the tub sneakily pressing the zoom in function on the hidden remote.

"Now get over here and taste this sweet pussy," Lula commanded as she spread her legs open. Her fingers weaved through his hair as Martin's breath flowed over her hot throbbing cunt. "Now start from the bottom of my lips and work your way up until you find my clit," Lula said sucking in a breath as Martin's tongue ran from the bottom of her moist lips spreading her labia as he neared that hooded shy bud. "Yes, roll that tongue baby," Lula said her thighs trembled as she held his head against her sex. Her eyes flew wide as Martin inserted two fingers into her hot cunt.

"Yes! Fuck me with those fingers!" Lula shouted tossing back her head as Martin found the pinky size rough patch denominating her g spot. "O...h...go....d...don't....stop, " she begged as Martin pressed hard on that mysterious spot as his fingertips moved up and down across it. "I'm going to.....cum!" Lula cried out as her thighs locked around Martin's head as her body was infused with the blissful pleasure that flooded her veins.

"Now I think it's time for me to return the favor," Lula said her chest heaving as her orgasm subsided as she patted the spot next to here. "Mmm...god would you look at that cock," she said in awe as Martin's eleven and a quarter inch long cock stood proudly before her. "Now you just relax baby," Lula cooed as she posed herself over his bulbous head. Martin groaned loudly as Lula took seven inches of his rod into her hot mouth, her left hand worked the rest of his cock as Lula played with herself, to prepare her body to take the beast in her mouth.

"Martin, I know it wasn't a long blow job but I need you to fuck me right now. I hope you don't mind?" Lula asked looking up at him as her tongue circled his head.

"Nope, I don't mind," Martin said smiling down at her.

"Good because I want to be fucked by you every chance I can," Lula said reaching up pulling Martin down. Her lips brushed against his, saving every sensation to her memory, so she would have something to pleasure herself to while she was away. "Mmm..." Lula moaned as her eyes fluttered open. Spinning around resting her arms on the lip of the tub presenting her ass to Martin, "Now got over here and fuck me!" Lula commanded reaching back slapping her wet ass.

"Go slow Martin, this is my first monster cock," Lula said looking over her shoulder.

Martin took a moment to admire the pear shaped ass that waited before him. Never in his life would he have thought he'd have so many women throwing themselves at him for a ride on his cock. Running his hands along her soft supple skin of her ass knowing he wanted her in every position he had ever heard of. Smirking as Lula wiggled her ass as she grew impatient.

"Oh fuck!" Lula hissed as her canal began to be spread open by Martin's engorged head. "Fuck Martin, it's so fucking big!" she moaned joyfully as he continued to inch into her. "Stop!" Lula stammered as she reached back touching his hip. "Let me do it," she said breathing heavy she didn't think he would stretch her out so much. She knew at that rate she wouldn't be able to have that monster right where it belonged. Looking back as she began to ride his cock, smiling seductively, loving the look on his face as her canal gradually took him farther into her body. "Do you like how my pussy wraps around that fucking cock?!"

"Fuck yes," Martin said in a drawn out moan.

"Good, then you'll love this," Lula said as she slammed her body backwards impaling herself on that monster. "Oh fuck, oh fuck," she patted as Martin's balls rubbed against her clit. She had expected there would be some difficulties in taking all of his cock, she didn't expect the sharp pain in her abdomen. However, Martin didn't give her time for it to subside as she felt the withdrawal of nine of his inches before he rammed them back into their new home. "Fuck! Yes, fuck me Martin! Fuck me like a dirty little whore! Fuck me like you did that woman earlier," Lula moaned as she bit her hand to contain her screams.

"Like a dirty little whore huh," Martin whispered into her ear.

"Yes, baby fuck me hard I need to cum on this cock. Make me yours Martin, destroy my pussy so that only you can ever satisfy me," Lula said lustfully as she peered out of the corner of her eye. "Yes, spank my ass I love it!" she squealed as she felt the sting on her ass. Lula braced herself as Martin's cock drilled into her with a precision that all her past lovers never could. "Cumming! Martin, I'm cumming on that fat cock!" Lula screamed out in ecstasy.

"Fuck me Martin!" Lula begged as Martin took hold of her hair. "Yes! Yes! Yes!" she cried out as her ass jiggled with every thrust of his hips. "Fucking give me that cum Martin! Soil my cunt in that white hot sperm baby!" Three times she drew breath as Martin sent that cock deep into her in three deep body altering thrusts. Three times she felt her body sundering to that monster between his legs. Laughing madly as his spunk flooded her cunt knowing he was hers now and forever.

"Hey mom," Martin said as he walked out of his bedroom leaving Lula to rest on his naked bed.

"Baby, I have a question well, make that two questions that I want answered," Christen said sternly as she stood over her open suitcase.

"Okay, shoot," Martin said offhandedly as he walked into his kitchen looking for something to drink. Sighing as he starred into the void of his empty refrigerator.

"Martin, would you mind if we came up to see you? Well, you see your dad is gone off somewhere when you left and I'm awful lonely here without you. Secondly, have you been fucking that Lula woman?" Christen asked in a huff as she her hand on her hip.

"Sure, if you want to make the drive I have two spare rooms for you to chose from and yes I......" Martin said stopped himself as he felt his mother's anger over the phone.

"Martin, baby," Christen said in a sweet motherly voice. "You do realize I'm going to fuck you now since you give out that dick to everyone," she said her jealousy rising. Martin felt his cock growing at the thought of his mother riding his pole once again.

"Come and get it then," Martin said taunting his mother.

"Oh, my dear boy just you wait! Mommy is going to fuck you so hard your cock will be so sore for the next three days," Christen said seductively.

"Is that before or after I bend you over my kitchen counter making you beg for this cock of mine?" Martin asked retorting with his own taunt. Looking around for a scrap of paper so he could make a list of the things he needed. Martin heard his mother's primal moan as it rolled over the phone line. "Oh, you like that mom? To have your son forcibly bend you over, strip you of your pants and panties, and thrust my giant cock into that wet cunt?"

"Mmmhmm," Christen said as she walked around her bedroom wondering why those words got her so incredibly wet. "So, you really don't mind if Michelle and I come see you?"

"Not really mom, this place is bigger then home is, it's kind of lonely here by myself," Martin said finishing his grocery list. "Mom, is there anything you want me to pick up while I'm out? And you might want to bring your own bedding."

"Okay, slow down, what do you mean that place is bigger then home?!" Christen asked as her mind raced wondering if her son was going to tip the scales in favor of a divorce.

"Okay, hold on I'll have to take some pics," Martin said putting his mother on speaker as he went room from room showing his mother his new place, except his own bedroom. Martin didn't think his mother wanted to see a naked woman on his bed.

"Oh my Martin, where exactly do you live?" Christen asked in awe of her son's new home.

"On the penthouse floor of Mr. Goldburg's condominium tower," Martin said matter-of-fact. "The place isn't too far from the school either which is nice, however, before school starts I'm going go buy a new car, don't think my current one will last a winter up here."

"Oh, just what exactly are you thinking of getting?" Christen asked as she sank down onto her bed. Wishing that she didn't have to drive sixteen hours just for her son to fuck her like a woman deserves to be. However, if she and Michelle split the drive, they could be in Boston by the next morning.

"A Rolls-Royce Ghost," Martin said stretching out on the couch that overlooked his new lap pool.

"Baby, that's a really expensive car," Christen said glancing at her daughter as she stood in the doorway with her suitcases by her feet.

"I know mom, I just made two hundred grand so I'm only losing another two hundred," Martin said offhandedly surfing the web for a dealership that sold the car.

"Martin," Lula said walking out into the living room nude. "I know a place that sells them, if you'd like I can take you there then we can go shopping," she said draping herself over the couch smiling sweetly at him. Biting her lip as her cunt throbbed like never before.

"Sure, that would be great," Martin said eyeing her chest.

"Martin!" Christen yelled into her phone as Martin starred at Lula's ass as she walked back to his room.

"What?! Right, sorry mom I kind of got distracted," Martin said apologetically.

"Well, don't worry about it," Christen sighed heavily as she locked up her home. Wondering if this would indeed be the last time she would ever see it. "Okay, your sister and I are on the road, we should be up there sometime in the morning and Martin don't you fuck her again," Christen whispered into her phone.

"I promise nothing mom, see you then," Martin said as Lula exited his room.

It took Martin an hour to unpack his car with Lula's help and another hour to fully clean it out of anything he didn't mind losing when he traded it in.

"Very nice car," Lula cooed as the sleek black freshly washed Rolls-Royce pulled alongside the curb. "I can't wait to have you fuck me in it," she whispered lustfully into his ear, taking his hand placing it over her hot mound. Just so he could feel the heat radiating off her sex.

"Thank you, again for shopping with us, and we apologize once again for that mix up from before," the saleswoman said handing over the keys eyeing where Lula had placed his hand.

"Well, it's not every day you get a nineteen-year-old coming in here wanting to buy one of your most expensive cars," Martin said flashing her a warm smile as he teased Lula's womanhood.

"Well, if you like we could go for a test drive just to make sure you're satisfied with everything or if you wanted to modify anything," she said glancing down seeing Martin's bulge.

"Sure," Martin said knowing what the woman had in mind.

Martin didn't know how he pulled off a threesome inside his new car, yet as they pulled into the dealership, he couldn't say it had that new car smell anymore. Lula lounged happily at his side as he pulled out of the parking lot following the GPS navigation to the store Lula told him to visit.

"Martin, my pussy is so sore from that pounding, I don't know if I have the strength to walk," Lula said looking over at him. "I think you should take responsibility for it," she cooed taking his hand placing it between her legs as her thighs rubbed together. "Play with me Martin," Lula begged wondering why she was acting like a sex starved slut. "Mmm...yes, play with my pussy Martin! Make all those men driving those cheap cars envious of you, having a woman beside you allowing you to touch her so inappropriately," Lula writhed in the seat beside him. "Fuck yes Martin fuck me!" she said screaming out the window, causing the few pedestrians that were on the sidewalk to stop and look around as he drove passed.

"My, aren't I a naughty one," Lula giggled was she pulled his fingers from her spent cunt. Licking clean his fingers as they pulled into the high end stores parking lot.

After dropping off the items he had purchased, they headed out once again to stock the items Martin would need to fill his luxurious kitchen. As the setting sun bathed Lula's silhouette, Martin knew he couldn't have done everything on his own without her. Martin also knew he would have been so lost in the linen store, he didn't know the difference in a two thousand thread count sheet to a three hundred and fifty one; nor as he roamed the aisles of the grocery store picking out things he had no clue how to make.

"Thank you, for coming with me Lula," Martin said as they rode the elevator upwards as they were surrounded by bags upon bags of groceries. "I don't know what I would have done when that guy laughed in my face about buying that car."

"You're quite welcome Martin," Lula said snuggling up to him. "Thank you for allowing me to have my own spin on this cock," she purred as she rubbed his groin knowing she was giving the security personnel a show.

"Any time," Martin said as the doors rolled open.

"Martin, why don't I cook you something," Lula said as he put the last item into the freezer. "Least this way I'll know you'll eat something more healthy then those TV dinners," she said bumping her hip against his.

"Sure, what better way to stare at that sexy ass," Martin said setting the pack of chicken breasts, asparagus and the bag of rice next to the stove.

"You keep talking like that young man... I might just fuck you again," Lula teased pointing the skillet at him.

"Why wait," Martin said nodding to his bedroom.

"As tempting as that is I don't think my cunt can take another pounding today, plus I have to be up early to catch my flight," Lula said sadly. "Martin," she said turned around looking at him, "Promise me when I get back," Lula said walking seductively over to him as she waited for the copper pan to heat up. "That you'll fuck me into oblivion on my bed," she said kissing him passionately.

"I had planned on it," Martin said coyly.

"Oh, you naughty boy whatever am I to do with you," Lula said wrapping her arms around him.

"Oh, I could think of a few things."

Martin awoke the next morning to the irritable shrill cry of his smart phone. Lethargically, rolling over as his half-awake mind fumbled for his phone. Rubbing his eyes as he tried to read the screen without success.

"Hey mom," Martin yawn loudly.

"It's Michelle, Martin," she giggled over the line. "I couldn't find mine so I borrowed hers for the moment. Martin, we're passing into the city limit where exactly am I going?" Michelle asked as she nudged her mother awake as she sat at a red light. Watching as her mother typed in the address into their portable GPS unit. "Okay, we should be there in ten minutes."

"Okay, pull into the underground parking garage I'll meet you there," Martin said yawning once again before he hung up.

"Martin!" Christen squealed in joy as Martin walked towards them.

"Mom, it's only been two days," Martin huffed as his mother enveloped him in a crushing embrace.

"I know, I was so worried about you," Christen said caressing his left cheek. "Now come help us with our bags," she said taking him by the hand. How she wanted to show him just how much she missed him, however, she knew giving the luxurious building there were cameras everywhere.

"Hey bro, so where's this new car of yours?" Michelle asked as she popped the trunk.

"Right there," Martin said pointing two spots up.

"Nice," Michelle said leaning into her brother. "I do hope you're planning on taking me for a spin in it," she said lustfully peering down at his morning bulge.

"I'm sure your brother will, but he better make sure he takes me along," Christen purred handing Martin four sets of bags.

"How long are you planning on staying?" Martin asked a little shocked that they would have brought so much luggage.

"I don't know maybe a week or two," Christen said moving close to him, "Maybe forever," she purred as she rubbed his cock. Thankful that her bag hid her hand from the prying cameras. "Would you like that Martin? Having two hot women in your house eager to fuck you," Christen said in a wanton whisper.

"Perhaps," Martin smirked as he saw the lust in his mother's and sister's eyes.

"Oh my god!" Michelle squealed in glee as she ran around his penthouse. "This place is huge," she said patting for breath.

"So where are our rooms?" Christen asked cupping her son's left ass cheek. Her eyes followed his hand as Martin pointed to the other side of his home. "And where is yours?" she asked not eager to be separated from her son any longer then she needed to be.

"Over there," Martin said pointing to the other side of the penthouse.

"Well, I know where we'll be sleeping," Christen said motioning her daughter to follow her to Martin's room. "Son of a bitch! This place is bigger then my own master bedroom," she seethed with jealousy as she looked around the spacious room. "If you have a jacuzzi tub, I'll be very angry," Christen said marching into his bathroom. "Motherfucker! You know how many times I've asked your father for one and you hung bastard have one large enough for four people!" she screamed out in frustration.

"I told you young man I would be angry, well I'm very angry," Christen said giving her daughter the signal. "Did you fuck that woman in there?" she asked nodding behind her narrowing her eyes as Martin nodded. "Then you leave me with only one choice," Christen said her hips swayed as she walked towards her son, smiling at how stealthy her daughter had stripped. "My naughty son needs to be taught a lesson," Christen said before claiming her son's lips for herself. Smiling wickedly at his surprised yelp as Christen pushed him back onto his king size bed.

"Get up there and show your brother that pretty pussy baby," Christen said as she stripped out of her own clothes.

"Hey bro," Michelle said crawling along his body. "You remember when you turned me down for that blow job, now you're not going to toss me out again are you?" she asked as she hovered over him. Listening to the intake of breath as she gently aroused the slumbering monster. "Mama can't be the only one that gets a taste of this cock, you'll let your sweet little sister have her own taste of it right?" Michelle asked pinning his arms to the bed as their mother yanked his pajama pants off his body.

"You know Martin that cock never ceases to amaze me," Christen said licking her lips as her eyes ran up and down his cock.

"I know, I can feel it tickling my pussy like it knows where it belongs," Michelle said tempted to sit on it as it rubbed her wet lips. Yet she knew if she did that his cock would tear her in half and she wasn't about to sit out watching them fuck like rabbits while she healed from her foolishness. Since the filming of their movie, Michelle had been getting her cunt to except a dildo roughly the size of her brother's cock. So far she has gotten ten inches deep into her twat without too much pain, as she once felt when her father first fucked her in their van on the way home from the Outer Banks.

"Doesn't my pussy look pretty Martin?" Michelle asked as she filled his view with her teenage cunt.

"Yes, it's a pretty pussy Michelle," Martin said not enjoying how her legs pinned her arms.

"Is it prettier then hers?"

"N..." Martin began to say until his sister's cunt muffled his huffs of annoyance.

"Did you hear that mom? I have a prettier pussy then hers," Michelle said over her shoulder.

"Yes, I did it's so nice to see my two children getting along so nicely," Christen said straddling Martin's chest, rubbing her snatch along it as she ran her hands up Michelle's chest. "You know mommy misses that tongue tasting my sweet cunt," she said kissing along her daughter's neck as she fondled Michelle's breasts.

"Yes, mommy play with my tits," Michelle shuddered as Martin's nose rubbed against her clitoris, "Martin, please taste me, I want to know if my body pleases you," she said lovingly as she looked down at her older brother. "Martin, yes taste me, that's it," Michelle moaned as he licked along her labia. Michelle rocked her hips along his tongue as her she neared her climax. She wanted, no, needed her brother to feel her in the throes of her orgasm. Then she knew he wouldn't need another woman other then her or their mother. Michelle wasn't keen on that woman riding her brother's cock that she herself had yet to conquer.

"Baby are you wet enough?" Christen asked reaching down playing with her daughter's clit.

"Almost, make me cum mommy," Michelle said in a small child-like voice. Pressing her back against her mother's chest as her fingers rubbed, pinched, circled around her hard pink bud. "Yes, mommy right there, yes, yes, yes!" Michelle cried out as she planted her cunt over Martin's open mouth as her cream flooded her canal. Pushing her daughter off her son's face blowing Michelle a kiss as she giggled before she crawled towards Martin's steel rod. Cleaning off her daughter's juices from her son's face loving how sweet her little girl is.

"Martin, you know how terrible it was when you left us," Christen said as she hovered over him as she felt her daughter's hands on her ass. "That you would leave us all alone with no man to rightly fuck us senseless like you have done to me? To leave us hot alluring women all alone is tantamount to a crime," she purred as she kiss Martin lightly on his lips as Michelle inserted two of her fingers into her welcoming mound. "You won't leave us again will you my son?" Christen asked shuddering as her daughter teased her to no end.

"You can do this, just go slow," Christen heard her daughter whisper as she posed Martin's cock at her entrance. "Oh god! Oh fuck, it's so big! Fuck Dad doesn't have anything on this!" Michelle moaned as Martin's four inch thick cock spread her cunt open like no one before him.

"So Martin doesn't Michelle's tight pussy feel good?" Christen asked watching as his eyes rolled to the back of his head as Michelle's hands gripped her ass as she sank deeper onto Martin's one eyed monster.

"I can't take anymore mommy," Michelle said sadly as she looked down longing to have the last four inches of her brother's cock in her.

"It's okay baby, you just ride that cock and let it make you feel good," Christen said spinning around positioning her mound over Martin's mouth. Ever since she took her son's virginity, she needed to have her son eat her out. To have him taste her sweet hot juices as he had done with his sister. Little did her husband know once she had rode that beast her daughter was presently enjoying, his cock could never please her any longer. The times she came on Ben's cock it was because of the image her son's mighty cock. The way it touched her like she was a virgin all over again, an experience she was eager to repeat once Michelle had her fill.

"Martin, baby eat your dirty, horny, naughty mother," Christen cooed seductively as she peered down her chest. "Mmm...yes, play with your mother's clit," she groaned as her son sucked gently on her throbbing bud. "Oh, someone's learning," Christen teased as Martin inserted two of his fingers into her super heated sex. "Mar......" the inhalation of the massive breath resounded throughout his room as he found his mother's g spot. "Fuck me, yes!" Christen howled in pleasure as Martin pressed down on that small circular rough patch.

"Mommy I love this cock," Michelle said drunk on the euphoria that flooded her petite body. "It just won't let me go until I had it all," she said in a haze without thinking, sinking like a stone down the last remainder of his cock. "It's to much, too big, too fat, too irresistible," Michelle said in a dream like state as she drooled, not feeling the pain as her brother's cock slightly bulged out her stomach. Yet Christen knew her daughter had pushed herself too hard and too fast in taking all of her brother, given the glossed over look in her green eyes.

"Aww you poor thing," Christen said catching her unconscious daughter in her arms. Listening to the wet, slick pop of Martins cock as she moved her daughter to the other side of the bed to allow Michelle the time to rest and heal. "Well, I think we need to get you a cock ring for this thing," Christen said crawling between his legs. "Shall I finish where she left off?" she asked as her tongue ran up the back of his cock tasting the juices of her slutty daughter.

"Oh, most definitely," Martin said yet as he looked over at his sister he didn't have it in him to wake her. "However, let's take this somewhere else," he said detaching himself from his mother before he rolled off of his bed.

"Martin, where are you taking me?!" Christen asked feeling her cheeks heat as her son took her by the hand. Her heart fluttered as she watched her son taking control. She had never seen this side of him before, wondering if having sex was giving him the confidence he needed. While she wouldn't admit it out loud, how she loved staring at her son's ass as he led her through his new home.

"You know what this is right?" Martin asked as his fingers skimmed along the polished onyx island counter.

"A counter...." Christen gasped as her cunt began to tingle remembering what he had told her over the phone. "Martin, you can't be serious that you expect me to just bend over...." she stammered as a mischievous light flared in the depths of her son's eyes.

"Oh, I am now bend over," Martin said spinning his mother around and pushed her down onto the cool surface of the counter.​