Incest/Taboo The Abandoned Son

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All characters are over 18+

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Florence, Italy

The warm sea air flowed through Damien's raven hair as he assembled the Remington CSR. His partner Agent Silvermane stood over him peering through her binoculars at their targets location. The snapping of the components caused her to peer down at her counterpart. She knew he was one of the best snipers they had within their organization. It was the reason why they had recalled him from his temporary leave. Her auburn hair fluttered in the breeze as the scope snapped into place. The muted brown stock fading into the stone of the bell tower as Damien took up his position.

"Distance 1.5 km, wind seven knots east/southeast," Silverman's said peering down as Damien made the changes. "We only have one shot at this can you make it?"

"Obviously or I wouldn't be here," Damien said arrogantly peering down the scope.

"30 seconds," she warned looking at her watch. Three black sedans rolled down the ancient cobblestone streets. Steadying his breathing as their target's men bustled around the middle sedan. Stilling his heart rate as his target stepped into view.

"3,2..." pigeons scattered to the wind as the bells rang out in the morning air. The copper jacketed lead bullet cut through the air in its spiral fight to find its home. His finger tapping the seconds before the 7.62 mm found its home in the skull of the Czechoslovakian weapons dealer. Damien had been sent to eliminate the man before he could sell off the stock pile of yellow cake uranium currently in his procession. Smiling sinisterly as the red spray of blood was followed after the jerking of the man's head. "Excellent work as always Metalbane," Silvermane said watching as he broke down the rifle. "Go I shall take care of it," she said as Damien stuffed it into the art portfolio. She had used to smuggle it into the church.

"That's not how I work and you know that," Damien said as he zipped up the bag. The first rule he learned never trust anyone especially those in his line of work. Damien knew it would only be a simple matter for her, or someone within their company to plant the weapon. Damien wasn't about to have that blow back onto him. Plus, he had to pick Martha, Lynn, and Amber up from the airport. He knew the prefect spot to dispose of the pieces of the rifle. Repelling down the shadow side of the bell tower another rule Damien had was always have your own escape plan in place. Escaping across the courtyard's rear wall dropping down into the small alleyway knelling down as police siren's roared passed. Walking casually towards his rental car tossing the portfolio into the rear seat of the Bentley Mulsanne. Wondering how the girls would enjoy the luxury he had in store for for them.

Damien leaned against the metal frame that housed the enormous window planes of the arrival terminal of the airport. Checking his watch then looking to the arrival board. He had left a few days earlier to take care of the job now he had to play the role of brother and son. Which to him relaxing in the Italian country side wasn't such a bad thing. He had been in far less hospitable places, and the Villa he had rented for the next two weeks. Would probably blow their minds, plus the owners had built their own fresh water lagoon on the property. Damien had already scanned the home for any electronic listening devises. Knowing his organization he wouldn't put it past them too listen in on their little get away.

"Damien!" Lynn and Amber screamed in joy as they caught sight of their brother. Their bags bumping into his legs as they crushed him in their warm embrace.

"I've missed you so much Damien," Amber whispered lustfully into his ear.

"My bed has been so cold the last few days without you in it," Lynn purred her tongue teasing his ear.

"Hello Joshua," Martha said her linen sun dress clung tightly to her body. "I hope you got whatever business it was taken care of?" she asked longing to spend her days at his side in that foreign land. Where none knew that he was her son and she was his mother. Where for once she could treat him like the lover he had turned into be. To spend the Italian nights lounging beneath the star filled sky. Exploring each other's bodies without hindrance to her fun with his glorious body.

"Just wrapped up this morning," Damien said taking Amber and Lynn's bags. "Come the car is this way," he said leading them out of the airport.

"Wow!" Lynn gasped at the sight of the expensive luxury car.

"Damien is this for us?" Martha asked as he set their bags into the trunk of the car.

"While we are here yes," Damien said as the trunk closed with a loud thud. Martha's hand rested high on his inner thigh as the sped through the countryside. Her eyes savoring the rich culture that zipped past them, listening to the gasps of wonder from the lips of her children in the car. Knowing her daughters were as pleased as she was that he brought them along.

"Oh my!" Martha gasped her hand covering her mouth as the Villa came into view. She had seen some very exquisite places either on TV, or in magazines yet she never dreamt of ever being in such a place.

"Damien, brother just how rich are you?!" Lynn asked from behind him.

"Oh, just enough to be a nuisance," Damien said smirking as he pulled the car to a stop in front of the entrance to their vacation home. "Go on I'll get your bags," he said before they dashed off to explore the place. Chuckling at their shrieks filled the home as he set their bags by the door.

"I so love this place!" Amber said smiling down at him from the second floor mezzanine. His eyes running up her smooth legs her skirt did little to hide her naked womanhood. "I can't wait to break it in," she purred seductively.

"I have to said Joshua I'm impressed," Martha said hugging him as her chest pressed into his back. Softly kissing the back of his neck as her hands ran up his chest. Since he had been gone on his business trip they had their own conversation about the man that tugged at their hearts. They had agreed since they all had a taste of the man they would no longer tiptoe around each other. No more sneaking around having their fun with him whenever they could. Now they would do it openly before each other ensuring that each one of them were taken care of. "I can't wait to show you just how much," Martha whispered her hand slipping beneath his waistband of his jeans. Biting her lip savoring the tool that rested in her hand.

"I just wish we were closer to the beach," Lynn pouted knowing the little swim number she had brought along would go to waste.

"We are," Damien fought to steady his voice. "The owners of this place have their own private lagoon just out back," he said pointing towards the rear door. Fighting back against the pleasure of his mother's hand as she stroked his cock.

"Oh, do they," Lynn said hungrily as she watched her mother pleasure the man they hungered for. Sinking to her knees as her mother held him, the days they were separated were mur*er on her body. Working his jeans free of the button that shielded her for their prize. Licking her lips as his rod stood proudly before her. Her mother's hand softly caressed his hard tool. Looking up to her mother who offered it to her hungry mouth.

"That's it baby suck his cock," Martha cooed as she watched her daughter servicing his manhood.

"No fair!" Amber pouted as she leaned on the railing. Her hand slipping between her legs playing with her moist lips. Blowing Damien a kiss as he looked up at her.

"Yes, baby work his cock!" Martha purred as Lynn worked in time with her hand. "Are you ready to shallow this huge load baby?!" Smiling wickedly as her daughter nodded in response. "Make sure you don't waste any of it," Martha said nibbling on his earlobe. Wishing it was her on her knees swallowing his hot cum she felt surging forth from his cock. "Didn't that feel good Joshua?!" she purred as she turned his chin towards her. Her lush lips capturing his she had waited days to do this so freely. "Mmm... baby I've missed you so much," Martha said breathlessly.

"Uh huh," Damien said indifferently wondering how got himself into this mess. "I going to take a nap explore the place we will be here for two weeks," he said drifting off to his room.

"Mom, Lynn!" Amber cried out in glee as she stood on the pale sandy shore of the lagoon. "Look at this place," she in awe as she looked around the secluded spot. Her turquoise mini bikini did little to hide her womanly body, her sister's crimson matching outfit showed far more then she was comfortable with. Then there was her mother's pale white two piece which she suspected was translucent once it was wet.

"Oh my, your brother sure knows how to find the hidden places," Martha said in wonder as she surveyed the grandeur of the estate.

"Though, I wish he would get up so he can see me in this," Lynn pouted the g-string felt uncomfortable in the crack of her ass. Knowing she should have gone with the thong piece instead.

"Come on Lynn he's only been sleep for two hours now. I'm sure he had a rough day already so what if he's resting," Amber said her toes testing the temperature of the crystal blue water. "Plus this way we can explore this place for you know," she said feeling her cheeks heat. It's only been three days since she lost her virginity, and she couldn't wait to be in his arms again. Hopefully she could learn to be a better lover to Damien. She knew how inexperienced she was in such things, even Lynn knew how to properly pleasure their brother with her mouth.

"Amber what's wrong sweetheart?" Martha asked she knew her daughter enough to know when something troubled her mind. Even if she couldn't see her face her body language spoke volumes to her.

"Mom can I ask you something?" Amber asked as she turned around as her mother's beach towel bellowed out on the breeze before settling onto the warm sand.

"Of course sweetheart! You know you can ask me anything," Martha said in a loving motherly voice.

"How do you suck a..." Amber stuttered her cheeks glowing in a ruby red. Her hands fidgeted at her sides as she worked her tongue to say the word. "Cock," she said in a low whisper.

"Oh!" Martha said tilting her head to the side, her index finger tapping her chin in her contemplation. "Well the sucking part is straight forward baby, now if you want your brother to curl his toes. Then you'll need to work on your tongue technique," Martha said smiling to herself as she lowered herself onto the towel. Wanting to work on her tan while they were under the Mediterranean sun. Thinking that would answer her question closing her eyes eager to show her son her newly tanned body.

"Mama," Amber whispered kneeling in the sand at her feet. "Can you teach me?" she asked with doe like eyes.

"Baby I don't have a cock for you to practice on," Martha said resting on her elbows as she looked at her daughter.

"But, we want to get better mom," Lynn said pleading with her as she sat at her side.

"What are you two asking me?" Martha asked looking between her twin daughters.

"That if we practice on you," Amber said inching forward. "That if we can get you off with our tongues then we would know Damien would enjoy it as well."

"Plus, we all know how horny we all are, ever since Damien left before us we all have taken care of our own needs. We know how lonely you have been since he's been gone mom," Lynn said her hand slipping beneath her mother's top cupping her left breast.

"Lynn! Get your hand off of my tit!" Martha said nearly screaming at her daughter. Yet she knew she couldn't not without the neighbors hearing if there were any around. Yet as her daughters hand remained on her breast playfully teasing her nipple. Martha couldn't refute her daughters words ever since she and her son have started having sex with one another. Her libido has been rocketing skyward with no signs of slowing. Every part of her body seemed to be sensitive making her womanhood moist at the slightest touch. Then she felt Amber's hands on her thighs as she neared her covered snatch.

"Please mom! All we want is to please Damien," Amber said sneakily untying the strings that held her bottom piece taut. Seeing the growing wet spot as Lynn continued to play with their mother's tit. "And, what better way to learn then with you," she said quickly exposing her mother's naked cunt to the world.

"Amber you give that back right now!" Martha screeched trying to grab her garment yet Amber quickly tossing it into the grass. "Lynn what's gotten into you?!" she asked as Lynn exposed her breast, trying to cover her body yet her daughters batted away her hands.

"Who us! We aren't doing a thing are we Amber," Lynn said smirking at her mother. "I think you have an excellent idea mother," she said undoing her top before tossing it aside. Doing the same with the g-string bottom glad to have that irritable merger piece of cloth off her body. "Amber don't you think we shouldn't leave our mother all alone do you?"

"Good point Lynn," Amber said with a nod. "We shouldn't leave our mother out here all alone that would just be wrong," she said loving how her naked body felt underneath the sun. Leaning down blowing softly along her mother's slit.

"What's wrong mom surely this isn't affecting you," Lynn said leaning down capturing her left breast before Martha could offer any words of resistance. Kneading her mother's right breast while she toyed with the one in her mouth. Her eyes glanced over to Amber seeing her mother's legs slowly opening. Holding back her sister's hair as her tongue ran through their mother's moist lips. Exposing her throbbing clit to the warm air of the afternoon sun. "Is Amber doing it right?!" Lynn asked as she tweaked her mother's nipple.

"N... fuck right there! Yes use that tongue baby!" Martha moaned pressing her daughter against her sex. "Stick that tongue in me baby taste your mother!" she growled her back arching as Amber's tongue penetrated her channel. Martha's eyes went wide as Lynn's landing strip hovered over her mouth.

"Mama you can't be the only one here getting pleasure now that wouldn't be right," Lynn said smiling down at her mother. As her fingers spreading her lips as she lowered herself onto Martha's mouth. Martha wondered how or when her children became so forceful yet she wouldn't deny her daughter either. Lynn bit her lip thinking of the time Damien was between her legs giving her what none of her former boyfriends would ever do for her. "Yes! Right there mama!" Lynn moaned falling forward. Her fingers digging ruts in the pale sand as she ground her hips on Martha's tongue. Unaware of the pair of eyes that watched from the tree line. Damien had awoken just as they left the Villa to partake in the cool waters of the lagoon. Slipping out from the other side of the house shadowing their every move as they neared the lagoon.

While he might be called a peeping tom and what not for staying hidden as they pleasured each other. Yet what straight man would break up the show that was happening before him. None that he knew off and if he did there was the off chance they would be furious that he was spying on them. While the risk was a small one still a risk he wasn't about to test. Not when Amber was working furiously on their mother's cunt. The soft moans that escaped Lynn's lips as Martha tasted her teenage twat. Scowling as he felt his member straining his underwear wondering why his body was so disloyal. Sighing knowing if he didn't take care of it then they would wonder why he had a hard on. Stroking his rod as he peered around the tree he was using for cover. As Amber now was the one on her back and their mother between her legs. Lynn sat off to the side playing with herself as she watched on.

"Yes! Yes Damien right there!" Amber cried out in a state of bliss. Causing Damien to increase his pace along his hard shaft. "Make me cum Damien!" watching as Amber pinching and tugged at her nipples as her orgasm peaked.

"Fuck!" Damien hissed as streams of semen jetted out from the tip of his cock.

"Mmm if you do what you did to me Amber I doubt Damien will stand a chance," Martha said smiling down at her daughter all the while her juices glistened along her chin. Looking down at her towel that was now soiled in hers, and her daughters juices. Damien sneaked out from the grove of tree's that shielded the lagoon from prying eyes. Back tracking to the house making sure he wasn't seen in the process. Making it appear that he had exited the rear door as he head back to the lagoon.

"Hey," Damien called out as he neared the beach. "Seems you've found the lagoon without any trouble," he said innocently his eyes running over their naked bodies. "Just what have the three of you been doing while I was asleep?!"

"Oh a little this and a little of that," Lynn said grinning up at her brother. Showing off her womanhood to his wandering eyes, loving how her body seemed to please him.

"I see," Damien said trying to still his rebellious body at the sight. "Well, I was wondering if you all want to go out for dinner, or should I go buy some charcoal for the built-in grill here?" Smiling inwardly as he watched as Martha and Amber quickly washed their faces clean of each others sex.

"You don't mind if we just in for tonight do you Joshua?" Martha asked as she rested on her legs.

"Nope I'll go run to the market and pick us up something to eat," Damien said his right foot moving behind him ready to pivot his body back towards the Villa.

"Wait I want to come with you brother," Lynn said quickly getting to her feet. "You don't mind waiting a bit do you?" she asked picking up her discarded garments before heading off to get change.

Lynn leaned against her brother as drove causally through the country side. Her red tube top was so tight to her chest it-might-as-well-be-painted-on. Her red mini skirt would give her brother easy access to her hot mound. Which she hoped to get filled while they were away from the others. While they had agreed to please him in front of each other. Yet Lynn wanted him all to herself. Even if they would get angry with her. She knew they too were planning to have their own private rendezvous. Lynn didn't mind that it was fine with her. It was the act of having their own one-on-one time with each other. She knew they couldn't expand their own relationships with everyone clustered around Damien. Her blue eyes peered at him as the sun haloed his face. Taking hold of his right hand she knew where it truly belonged.

"Touch me Damien," Lynn purred seductively into his ear. "Can you feel the heat pouring off of my pussy?" she asked as she placed his hand over her covered mound. "Here feel for yourself, brother," Lynn said pushing her panties to the side to give him access. Her hand guiding his touching her in the most intimate of places of her womanhood. "Yes, right there brother," she moaned as her folds squeezed his fingers. Grinding her hips on his fingers smiling joyfully as her sex coated his hand. "Take me somewhere old and fuck me in those ruin's," Lynn commanded pointing to the outcrop that loomed over the hill top. Lynn pulled him along as they entered the ancient temple of Cybele. Leading him through the crumbling marble columns, to the small sanctuary that lay dead ahead. Pine cones decorated the walls, two lions laid at the foot of the stone throne. A stalwart woman sat proudly her stony eyes watched their every move. Lynn wasted no time wiggling out of her matching panties. "Come fuck me on her lap," Lynn said beckoning him with her index finger.

Lynn licked her lips as her hands ran down his chest. Her fingers made quick work of his zipper as she scooted back onto the statue of the goddess. Looking into his eyes as her hand worked along his rod. In the back of her mind she wondered what the temple was once used for. Sending whomever it belonged too her apologies. She just couldn't wait any longer to have her brother once again.

"Now fuck me, brother," Lynn demanded positioning his head at her wet entrance. Gripping his shoulders as his rod thrust into her canal. "Yes!" she howled in joy as her womb welcomed him home. Breathing heavily as her folds squeezed his penetrating member. "Do it Damien play with your sister's tits!" Lynn growled inhumanly her blue eyes shimmered in her lustful desire. Her hips rocking in time with his thrust seeking to grow accustom to his girth. Lowering his head her lips locked around his. Her tongue tasting the man she had so desperately missed the days he was gone. Feeling the stone beneath her becoming soaked in the juices as Damien's cock refused to yield to her tightness. "Cum with me Damien, fill me with that seed that my womb has missed," she said before nibbling on his lip. Her legs locked them together as his sperm surged forth. Lynn could feel the vast amount that flooded her cunt. Reaching down between her legs as Damien pulled out of her. Running her fingers through their mixed fluids, her eyes fluttered loving how they tasted together.

"There you are?!" Amber huffed as Lynn carried in the bags filled with all manner of vegetables. "I've been worried sick something had happened to you," she said running into Damien's arms. "Did your sister do bad things to you?" Amber asked pressing her chest against his.

"That's enough teasing Amber," Martha said entering the kitchen. Her blue slip dress swayed with every step she took. Her eyes running down his body wishing to feel his strong hands on her body. "Come help me prepare dinner while Damien sets up the grill," she said pulling Amber off of Damien. "You naughty boy mama is going to punish you," Martha hissed into his ear. "Fucking Lynn before I got a taste of that cock! Now you better have saved up some of that tasty cum for your dirty mother to drink down," she whispered before tugging on his earlobe. "Now you get out there I'll see you soon," Martha said cupping his groin as she pushed him towards the door.

Damien lounged in the patio chair as he waited for the coals to turn gray. Fingering his scar on the back of his hand wondering how his brothers' would view his life now. Would they condone the job he had taken with a certain agency? Would they reprimand him for what he did to their ex-captain? What would they think of how his female relatives serviced his body? Trying to block out the sounds of that dreadful day. Yet the sounds of machine gun fire, exploding mortars, the screams of his dying brothers' wouldn't leave his mind.

"Are you all right Joshua?" Martha asked holding the tray of steaks that she had trimmed the excess fat from. She had seen that look before - it was before she had taken her son as her lover. Setting the tray down beside the grill her motherly instincts kicked in. "Joshua, I can't begin to understand what is going through your mind," she said tentatively approaching him. After he had told them about the ordeal that was forced on him. She had scoured the net for everything she could find on PTSD. Hoping that she could help ease his mind of the memories that tormented her son's mind. "It's ok baby," Martha said slipping into his lap.

"I'm here," she cooed softly pressing his head against her chest. Trying to stop her body from reacting to his hot breath on her breast. However, to Martha that was easier said than done. "I can understand you still morn their deaths Joshua. Yet ask yourself this would they wish to see you so broken by it. Your friends will always be in here," Martha said placing her hand over his heart. "Now would they tell you, you have mourned long enough, that I can't say. Would they tell you, you have suffered enough both in body and soul? Again I can't say, but only you know the truth of that Joshua. I am here if you ever need me baby," Martha said tilting his chin up. Placing a long loving kiss upon his lips hoping he accepted the truth of her words. "Now come help me with the steaks," she said smiling down at her son as she pulled him to his feet.

Playfully slapping away his hands as they worked over the grill. Her hip bumping into his as they seasoned the steaks. Her hand cupping his arse as she watched as smoke rose above them. Smirking as Martha slipped her hand into his left pocket. Grasping his soft tool through his boxers. Teasing it while they waited for the raw side to get seared. Gasping as his hand breached the hem of her dress. A deep rumbling purr emanated from her chest as his fingers ran along her moist lips. Yet she didn't stop him as her mound welcomed his exploring appendages.

"Don't stop Joshua!" Martha begged as her womb was on the verge of a meltdown. However, she wanted something thicker filling up her neglected canal. "Fuck me," she said in a hush whisper. "Joshua, I need you inside me baby. Fuck your mother with that fabulous cock of yours," Martha begged for release. Bracing herself on the granite severing area of the grill as she felt her son lifting up her dress. Smiling as her hair cascaded down shielding her face as she felt his head running through her lips. "Give it to me baby," Martha pleaded as her legs trembled. Gripping the lip of the granite counter as her son's cock inched it's way into her cunt. "God, how I've missed that feeling Joshua!" she said tossing back her head as he thrust into her.

"You like fucking your son don't you?" Damien asked his hands held onto her hips as he sent his rod deep into his mother.

"Yes, I fucking do baby," Martha said through gasps of breaths. "Spank your dirty mother's ass for enjoying her son's cock so much," she moaned her folds tightening around his shalt with each blow of his hand. "Yes, give it to me! Punish me for being so bad!" Howling in pleasure as her son reached up taking hold of her hair. Ramming his cock deep into her cunt. "Oh, fuck!" were the only words she gave of warning as she came upon his cock.

"What kind of a mother cums so easily on her son's cock?" Damien asked keeping his smirk to himself.

"One that hasn't been fucked so well in a very long time Joshua," Martha said looking over her shoulder. "One that can't get enough of her son's cock filling her horny pussy. One could wonder about how the son could so easily ram his cock deep into his mother," she said smiling wickedly as she thrust backwards. "That he would allow her to cum all over his hard cock. Letting her cunt squeeze, love, caress that cock that stirs her womanhood like none before him," Martha said her voice becoming shaky. Knowing she was on the verge of another orgasm. It was something not even her ex-husband could ever preform much less alone one orgasm a night. She knew she would never give up her son, nor the fine cock that was currently lodged inside her hot cunt. "Now make me cum baby!" Martha braced herself as his hips thrust hard into her sending her over that cliff. "Joshua, your making your mother cum!" Martha cried out euphoria flooded her mind as her womb flooded her canal. "It's ok baby fill me to the brim with that hot sperm that I know is just waiting to shoot out," she said reaching back touching his hand.

Martha breathed heavily as she rested on the counter. Feeling her son's cum dripping out of her satisfied cunt. She couldn't believe she came so much in one day. Michael used to be able to do that for her, yet as the years wore on he failed in his role as a husband. Leaving her to satisfy her own needs. Where she had become an expert on getting her own self off. However, the force of her orgasms had never been as strong as they were when her son's cock pleasured her. Picking herself off the sweat covered stone. Her eyes falling on her daughter who glared at her evilly. Before Amber marched off to her room.

"Joshua, I think you need to go and speak with Amber," Martha said taking over the cooking. "It seems she is either mad at us or me," she said yet she wouldn't change anything. Martha loved how her cunt hummed from the fucking her son just gave her. "Go on I'll make sure nothing burns," Martha said waving him off.

Damien could hear the soft sobs through the door. Wondering what could have cause her to be so emotional about their encounter. Was it not she that came onto him while in his car? Plunging herself down onto his cock when he knew it was wrong. When she had almost been raped at the party that night. Shaking his head he would never understand women.

"Go away Mom!" Amber shouted as Damien knocked on the door.

"Amber it's me," Damien said through the door. He listened to the scurrying of her feet across the floor. Listening as she cleaned herself from the salty trail her tears left. "Amber is something wrong?" he asked knocking once again on the door.

"Hello Damien," Amber said through the crack of the door. Pop Evil's: Torn to Pieces played in the background as she leaned against the door. Her heart fluttered as his smile greeted her. Since the night she had given herself to him. Amber had spent enormous amount of time thinking about their relationship. Was it more than the one act of sex they shared? Could they truly be together in the way she wanted? Would he love her as she was falling for him? Was there anything in his heart that could love her in any way? These questions plagued her teenage mind.

"Mind if I come in?" Damien asked placing his hands behind his back. Arching an eyebrow as 'If only for now' begun to play. "If you lay here with me now, I promise the stars won't make a sound," he sang along. Oddly Damien found the song soothing to his troubled mind.

"If only for now," Amber whispered a coy smile graced her face. Opening the door wide enough to admit him entrance to her room. Pressing her back against the door as the latch fall into place. Her heart raced as her brother stood in the center of the room. Hoping that he didn't hear the lock falling into place. What she had to say was for him and him alone. "Damien why haven't you come to me like you did with Lynn and mother?" Amber asked trying to keep her voice steady. Her heart melting as his soft brown eyes fell upon her body. "I know I might not be..." Damien held up his hand stilling her words.

"Amber if you say your not as pretty as your sister I'm going to smack that cute little ass of yours," Damien said with a teasing smile. Amber felt her cheeks burning she had never heard anyone calling her ass cute. That one statement had her completely befuddled. "May I sit?" Damien asked gesturing to the chair to his right.

"Sure," Amber said stuttering wondering how he had gotten her so off kilter. "So... what else about me do you find cute?" she asked biting her lip as his eyes ran down her body.

"Those lips," Damien said gesturing at her. "Your laughter," he said feeling his cheeks heat looking away. Unsure of the emotions he was starting to feel when he was around them more so with Amber then the rest.

"Yes, go on what else?" Amber asked taking a step forward.

"That moan," Damien said in a whisper.

"Oh," Amber's mind raced at a hundred miles an hour. Hoping what she saw wasn't a lie. "What about my breast brother are they not cute?" she asked cupping her firm breast. Noting how his eyes lingered on her body.

"No, they are very lovely," Damien said knowing she was leading him into a trap of her own making, and he was willing to go along into that unknown place.

"So... it's not my body that you haven't came to then it must be my personality that drives you away from me?" Amber asked closing the distance between them.

"No, that's not what I said," Damien said not enjoying that light he saw in her eyes. He had been the hunter many of times yet it felt that he was the one on the menu.

"Then what is it Damien?" Amber asked as she leaned on his knees allowing her shirt to hang open. "Surely there must be a reason why I have yet to feel the touch of my brother?" she asked as he hands ran up his legs. "To have the one man that made me into a woman. Touching me in the places only meant for him," Amber said lustfully. "To be satisfied and to satisfy my lover," she said resting her knee on the seat. Her heart raced as Damien grabbed hold of her arms. Yet it wasn't the same feeling she had felt when her father tried to force himself onto her. This was something else as she saw the burning passion in his eyes. Yelping as he picked her off the floor coming to a rest in his lap. "Damien tell me why have you waited until now to find me?" Amber asked studying the man beneath her. "Is it because you don't like how we forced ourselves on you?" she asked as he shook his head. "Is it because you are starting to feel something?" she asked hoping that was the case. Her blue eyes flared as his nod answered her. Her fingers weaved through his hair as her lips assaulted his.

Moaning into his mouth as she felt his passion. The exploration of his hands over her body. The growing bulge beneath her as she savored the man she loved. Gooseflesh rose along her skin as his hands slipped beneath her shirt. Nodding as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Grinding her hips on that hard bulge beneath her. Her tongue swirling around his as his hands moved up her chest. Purring loudly as Damien captured her breast. Leaning back the Mediterranean sun bathing her chest as her hands anchored herself on his knees. Falling into her bliss as her brother kneaded her breast. Her blue eyes flared hungrily as he played with her nipples.

"I love how you play with my tits," Amber said in a deep sultrily voice. Her hips pumped rubbing her clit against the material of her jeans. "Make love to me Damien," Amber said softly. "Make me feel the passion that burns within you, brother. I told you once Damien let me fill that void that's formed in this stalwart heart of yours. I meant every word of it. I want to be the one you come too, the one you lean on when you can't handle what's troubling you," Amber said somberly. "I want to be yours now and forever brother."

"I don't think that would be wise Amber," Damien said yet he knew he could fall for her. "I'm not the kind man of man you want to be tied to sis."

"I don't care about that Damien! I love you!" Amber growled pressing her forehead against his. She couldn't believe she just said that out loud. "I understand you may not know what that means. However, I am not going to give up on you. So you better get use to me being around," Amber said wondering where she got the strength to say the words. Never before has she felt such emotions for the boys that went to her school. Yet as she looked into his eyes. She knew her brother was the one that she could spend the rest of her days with. "Now you carry me to that bed and make love to your woman. Am I clear soldier?!"

"Yes ma'am!" Amber smiled triumphantly as his hands gripped her ass. Only to be stopped by the knocking on his door.

"Amber, sweetie dinner is ready please come down," Martha said from the other side of the door.

"We'll finish this later tonight," Amber whispered before capturing his lips one last time. Pressing her body against his telling him he was hers and she was his. "Ok, mom I'm coming!" Amber called out rubbing her hand across his bulge as she slid off his lap. "Well, we don't want to keep them waiting," she said her hips swayed as she approached the door. Damien just couldn't take his eyes off her firm taut ass. "Well, come on," Amber said containing her smile seeing where his eyes were lingering.

"So I was thinking we all should go to a museum or some place fun. It's not everyday we get to see Italy," Martha said reaching for her wine glass. Her eyes lingering on her son, she had heard some of their conversation. Wondering just what about him that made them all fall in love with him. She knew it was when he stood up to her abusive ex-husband. How he had single handily took Michael down with such ease. That was when she knew she loved him. "Now girls I haven't heard you thank your brother for bringing us here," Martha said the candle light dancing across her eyes.

"Thank you Damien," Lynn said winking at him. Feeling her body heat wondering if they could christen another ruin.

"Yes, thank you brother I'll make sure to repay you later," Amber said reaching underneath the table. Her hand running up his leg squeezing his thigh. "I heard they are having an art exhibit in town tomorrow maybe we should go?" she asked loving how she put him on the defensive. (At least to her), it showed her how his mind worked boxed into a corner.

"Sure why not," Damien said focusing on his steak as Amber's hand inched higher along his thigh. Jumping in his seat as her hand squeezed his manhood.

"Something wrong Damien?" Martha asked with a knowing smile.

"No," Damien said his fork becoming shaky as he held it between his fingers.

"You sure, your fork seems offal unbalanced?" Martha asked smiling into her glass. "So I have been thinking," she said setting down her glass. "We all love Damien," Martha said looking at her two daughters. "It has become apparent to me that we all can't have Damien's attention at once. So, what do you say what we spilt the days between us? During the day we can tease him as much as we like. Yet at night only one of us shall share his bed. So we each get two night's of uninterrupted bliss, and the last day is for group activities," Martha said hinting at what she hoped her daughters would agree upon.

"Two night's of having Damien to myself," Lynn mused liking the idea her mother put forth.

"Yes, I do find that most pleasing mama," Amber smiled sinisterly. Knowing that for two whole night's he would be hers and only hers.

"So since Lynn and I have already had your brother today why don't you have tonight to yourself," Martha said smiling motherly at her daughter. "Plus, tomorrow will be the group activities so don't wear him out to much," she said ominously winking at her daughter.

"I can't guarantee anything Mom," Amber smirked. "I might just have to punish him all night."

"Your so bad," Lynn teased giggling into her glass.

"Well, just make sure he's aware enough for us to have our fun," Martha said waiting for her son to refute everything she said.

"I shall try," Amber said looking over at her brother. "Though, it be hard to give this up," she said squeezing his cock. "But I shall try," Amber said looking back to her mother.

"That's all I can ask," Martha said matching her daughter's smile.

"I'm going to go take a shower," Amber whispered softly into his ear as she leaned into him. "I'll give you an hour if you aren't in your room by then I shall hunt you down. Do you understand me soldier?" she asked her lips brushed against his ear.

"Yes ma'am!" Damien said with amused smirk.

"Good, don't disappoint your sister," Amber said her hot breath flowing along his skin. Her fingertips skimmed along his jaw as she moved passed humming happily as she approached the stairs.

"Well, what are you sitting there for Joshua? Get that ass upstairs and make love to my daughter that loves you more then you know," Martha said shooing him out of the room. "Lynn what do you think of Amber marrying your brother?" Martha asked when they were alone.

"Well, I guess I would be fine with it I guess. Would that mean we would have to give him up?" Lynn asked trying not to be jealous at her sister, or mother for suggesting it.

"Lynn I know you love him yet I think Amber sees it as more then sex. I think she truly believes they could have a real relationship. Don't misunderstand sweetheart I'm not saying we leave your brother. Just that we give Amber this chance. I have never seen her so driven when it comes to the opposite sex. I believe he has mended something within your sister. Something that we ourselves could never do for her. So while she maybe legally his wife on paper, we shall also be his common law wives. I doubt that man could maintain a relationship with out us around," Martha said joy swelled within her heart at the possibility of seeing her daughter marry.

"So we would be married to him as well just not in the eyes of the law?" Lynn asked trying to comprehend what her mother was saying. "Is that why you suggested the the two nights for each of us?"

"Yes," Martha said vigorously nodding her head. "This way we can maintain our relationship with Joshua. Plus, a wife will always want to the only one his mind during the act of love making. Though, on the seventh day we could give him sometime to himself, or we all can share in his body," Martha said smiling wickedly.

"Heavens forbid we leave him to his own devices," Lynn said matching her mother's smile. The thought of becoming Damien's wife sent a warm feeling throughout her body.

"Now you're thinking like a woman married," Martha chuckled.

"So shouldn't we pick out rings for us? When do think we should tell Amber? Where do you want to hold the wedding?" Lynn asked peppering her mother.

"I tell Amber in the morning after she has her fun with your brother. As for the wedding what do you think of having it here? Just us mind you, I don't know how the world would see our family marrying ourselves to Joshua. What do you say doing it on last day we are here? I can't think of a better stage of holding a wedding," Martha said recounting how Michael had only paid for the court to marry them off. Now though it would be only them in attendance Martha was determined to make theirs one to remember. "As for the rings," she said her index finger tapping the table. Her eyes glanced down at her ring finger seeing the white band missing the feel of the metal. "How about we go shopping after the art exhibit?"

"Sounds good to me, however, how about we get a head start," Lynn said smiling pointing over to the computer.

Steam bellowed out of his bathroom as Damien rubbed his towel through his hair. The waning sunlight highlighting the scars that marred his chest. The scents of strawberries and lilac drifted on the air. Slowly lowering his towel as he peaked over the edge.

"Hello Damien," Amber said her eyes running down his wet, clean body. Resting on her side her arm propping up her head as her naked body was on display for her brother. "Come to your woman Damien," she said beckoning him forward. "Make love to the woman that yearns to have you in her arms once again," she said seductively rising from her spot displaying her chest to him. Enticing Damien to pluck at her forbidden fruit. Biting her lip as she smiled as his towel jetted across the room. Watching how the sun danced across his body as he crawled across the bed. Gooseflesh rose as the pads of his fingers skimmed along her thigh. Giggling in joy as he slid her body beneath his. Her hand traced his face as she stared into his eyes. She knew without a doubt there in his bed, underneath his fleshly clean body was where she truly belonged. "Kiss me," Amber whispered her heart raced as his lips inched down.

Her body was on fire that tentatively kiss slowly grew into a roaring passion. Bring her arms up and around his neck sinking in that turbulent waves that burn through their joined bodies. Running her nails up and down his back as his right hand trailed along her left side. Breathing heavy as she came up for air. Arching her back as his thigh interweaved with hers. Her hands balling the comforter in her hands as Damien kissed down her neck. His lips plucking softly along her skin moaning as his delicate touch dance along her moistening lips. Her right hand gripped tufts of his hair as his lips captured her right breast.

"Yes, Damien taste every part of the woman that loves you," Amber moaned as her muscle's trembled as he teased the entrance of her paradise. "Yes!" she screamed out as his fingers penetrated her channel. Pushing his head down as Damien kissed down her stomach. "Taste me Damien, taste how sweet your little sister is," Amber cooed lifting her leg onto his shoulder. Gasping as she felt his hot breath along her overheated mound. Arching her back, her hands taking hold of his hair as he sucked gently on her clit. "Oh, Damien!" Amber cried out in ecstasy. She knew if he kept it up it wouldn't be long before he would taste her hot cream. "Fuck!" she yelled clapping her legs around his head. Grinding her hips on his tongue as it joined his tantalizing fingers. "Now it's my turn to take care of her man," Amber said before tossing him into his back.

"I may not be great at this," Amber said her breast teasing his leg as she straddled his left leg. "I'm hoping that you give me time to learn how to please you, brother," she said reaching out grasping his semi hard cock. "Because we are going to be together for a very long time Damien, and I want to learn everything I can about this body," Amber said slowly beginning to stroke his rod. "So you lay there and watch as your sister tales care of you," she said looking up at him posing his manhood just centimeters away from her lips. Smiling around his shaft as she heard his primal grunt as her mouth engulfed his rod. Slowly working her neck and head at first. Gradually getting the feel of servicing his manhood Amber knew she had to take her time. To learn every muscle tremble, every gasp, every reaction her tongue made on his sensitive head. Yet as his hands pressed on the back of her head she hoped that was his way of showing that he was enjoying it. "Cum in my mouth Damien I want to know how my man tastes like on my tongue," Amber commanded before returned to her task. The only warning she had was the bucking of his hips as his cock swelled in her hungry mouth. Her cheeks puffed out as his seed surged forth.

Sitting on her knees, tilting her head back so she wouldn't spill any of his salty treat. At first Amber had trouble dealing with the taste. Yet he had swallowed her cream without a word. She was determined to do the same. Swallowing it down in three trys her eye twitched, her cheek trembled at the strange foreign taste. However, she told herself she would grow to like it. She wasn't about to deprive her love anything that her body could provide for him.

"Now that we got the appetizers out of the way," Amber said smirking as she loomed over her brother. "I have a question that needs to be answered Damien," she said lowering her hips onto his deflating member. Running her throbbing wet lips along his cock hoping the sensation would reignite his fires. "You know I love you, how I want to be yours and only yours," Amber said running her hand up his chest ignoring his jagged scars. "Will you let me be the one that fills your heart brother?"

"Is that what you want to be with me like that?" Damien asked studying her.

"I know the others would say the something Damien. With all my heart I want to be your woman, your partner, your rock when you have the need for one," Amber said feeling cock lengthening beneath her. "So will you have me as a girlfriend maybe more down the road?" Damien remained silent for a moment contemplating her question. He knew he could never tell her what he did for a living. That would only get her and the rest killed if they knew the truth.

"If that is what you want Amber then I have no objections too being yours," Damien said watching her pleased smile spreading across her face.

"Good, then its time for you to return to your girlfriend's tight cunt," Amber said before positioning his head at her entrance. Smirking triumphantly as she watched his eyes rolled back. Gliding along his rod biting her lip as it stretched out her canal. Loving how his manhood fit so perfectly within her womanhood. Pondering if it knew all along that his cock belonged within it. Pushing herself up giving into the pleasure she felt building within her. Her moans echoing off the walls as her hips raised and lowered herself on his cock. Dragging her nails down his chest as her womb detonated. Flooding her canal, coating his cock as Amber plunged down on to his rod. "Fuck me Damien!" Amber screamed out pinching her nipples in her orgasmic bliss. "That's it brother pump that cock into your slutty sister!" she growled collapsing forward. Biting his shoulder as his hips sent his cock deep into her body. Ravishing his mouth forever locking them together as his spunk filled her womb.​