Incest/Taboo The Anderson Women

"Nah, you're good. Don't apologize over something like that."

"Still, I feel-"

"Shhh!" Mike silenced her by placing a finger over her lips.

It wasn't awkward or upsetting, they had that much kinship between them for ages. And even when she was in a bikini it wasn't special as Mike had seen in her bikinis since he was little.

However, he had to admit there was something different about Deborah that wasn't there before, and she being in a bikini wasn't it. Mike couldn't place exactly what it was but he was sure something was different.

Deborah removed his finger from over her lips but not before she gave it a soft kiss.

A jolt ran through Mike because of that little action and he quickly retreated, confused.

"Hehe," Deborah giggled. "Don't be like that; it's just a little kiss from your aunt, nothing to balk at..."

Mike smiled and shook his head. He too didn't know why he reacted so, however, he didn't dwell on it, and playfully pinched her cheek.

Deborah giggled, she seemed to be enjoying it and also inviting it. She softly swatted his chest and said, "Bad!" She then tapped his chest with her index finger. "So, what are you hiding?"

"Hiding?"

"Or should I say, why are you hiding?"

"What are you talking about?"

Mike was confused by her questions. For a second, he thought that she knew about Sarah or Julie, but he dismissed it as swiftly as the thought came to his mind. There was no way anyone could think of that.

"You don't want to talk about it, is it?" Deborah asked with a smile.

"I'm confused."

"That you sure are..."

Mike was lost; he never knew that his aunt liked to talk in riddles. He tilted his head sideways and gave her a long look. He wanted to ascertain if she really knew something or was just probing him.

The last thing he wanted to do was to open his mouth in an inopportune timing and spill the beans.

"Well since you won't say it on your own..." Deborah began and sharply stared at him. "... I might as well just do what I came to do..."

Mike gulped nervously. He couldn't make out the reason why, but at that moment Deborah seemed very scary to him.

"Now I don't have any proof or such, but I believe there's something going on between you three. You and Sarah and Julie. I don't know what it is and why it is... but don't hurt them."

"Hurt them?"

"I am not talking physically; I mean don't hurt their hearts. I don't care what you do or who you do it with, I have only one thing to say, don't break their hearts. Or you will pay for it."

"Aunt Debbie-"

"It's just a warning."

"I-"

"And also, make up your damn mind!"

Sarah was running behind Joe, with a bowl of veggies in her hand. She was trailing him and also calling for him to stop. She was making different animal sounds and also proposed various bribes she would offer him if he just stopped running and finished his veggies.

Joe was giggling and running circles around the dinner table. He was very much enjoying this little game with Sarah.

Julie who was having her dinner was watching them mirthfully. Joe still hadn't taken to her but she liked the little fellow. He was a bundle of joy. Regretfully though, he was only ever like that with Sarah and Vanessa, apart from Mike of course.

"Why are you playing along like that? Just hold him and stuff them in."

"What?!"

Sarah was appalled listening to her younger sister's words. She could never, ever, imagine doing what she had suggested in passing, or at least that's how it seemed to her.

"Are you crazy?"

"Why? It's better than what you are doing now. Running around like that how's it better than my thing?"

"You don't know... that's why he doesn't like you..."

"What? What did you say?" Julie felt like she had been hit at her sore spot. She already felt sad that little Joe wouldn't take to her and was worried about it, unnecessarily so. She knew anything needs some time, especially with Joe and his case; however, it was a sensitive topic for her.

Anger consumed her as she stared at her elder sister, who seemed sorry but it didn't matter to Julie. She was enraged, she hadn't had a good time recently what with Mike and everything, and this on top of it made her mad, mad enough to exact vengeance.

"What do you know, you are not his Mom!"

Julie instantly regretted saying it. She didn't get the satisfaction; it only served to make her feel worse. But the damage was done.

Sarah had a hint of tears in her eyes as she stormed off.

"Sarah, wait!" Julie went following her to her room. "Wait, I'm sorry! I did not mean it!"

Sarah meant to slam the door shut but Julie got in before she could do that. Julie apologized profusely to her but she didn't say a word.

"Look, I'm sorry, ok? I didn't mean it and I'm sorry!"

Sarah kept mum while sitting on the bed. She didn't even listen to any of the words her sister was saying. Suddenly, though, she had a steely look on her face as she stared at Julie.

"I know!"

Julie furrowed her brows. She didn't get what Sarah meant by those words. However, before she could ask for an explanation, Sarah continued.

"I know about you and Mike!"

Julie was stunned speechless. It was like a thousand-pound hammer hit her on her face. She didn't know what to say or what to do. She had been exposed, brutally so. Still, she tried to take stock of the situation by putting up a front. "What about me and Mike?"

"No need to pretend otherwise, I heard you that night."

"You heard?"

"Yeah, I had come home early and happened to hear you and Mike. So don't pretend to be holier than thou, I know all about your tryst. I don't need advice from someone who goes behind people's backs and fucks their cousin."

Julie was crestfallen. She felt exposed and vulnerable to be calledout like that. She wasn't yet ready, she had been processing that night inside her mind, and what it meant going forward, still she wasn't ready for her family to know. If it wasn't handled carefully, it could break apart their families, and not just because of their family business.

"I- I," Julie stuttered when suddenly the smug face of Sarah came into her line of vision. Her earlier rage came back to her and she wanted to hurt her sister.

But Sarah was like the perfect woman in her mind, her idol. But there was one thing that she...

"At least I'm not fucking a dead fish!"

"Dead fish?!"

"Yeah, dead fish Rick!"

"What did you say about my fiancé!?"

"Fiancé or not at least my choice is better than yours... at least Mike is smart, hot, and fucks deliciously. Not like someone's fiancé who only cares about the quarterly report!"

"Oh, yeah? Well, at least I have a fiancé and not stuck in my high school phase still... fucking for fucking's sake. At least I have a real connection with someone."

"You call that a connection?" Julie scoffed. "I call that compromise! Have you ever noticed how you don't seem to care about his opinions or wants? Have you noticed how pissed off you get if ever Rick expresses himself in front of the family?"

"You! Well, I'm not fucking my cousin, am I?"

"Again, with that... don't you have something else to say?"

"Don't pretend what you are doing is acceptable! It could tear apart our families!"

"What do you care?"

"I just told you that! It could tear apart our families. You are playing with fire!"

"You don't have to worry! We will be together!"

"Together? So, you have finally decided?!"

The shouting had calmed down and became more of an inquisitive questionnaire. Julie, with her eyes widened, asked her sister about what she meant by those words.

"Finally?" What do you mean finally?"

"I noticed your odd behaviour, especially near Mike. So, you have decided?"

"Why do you care so much about my decision?"

"I care dammit! Just answer me!"

"Why?"

"Answer me!"

"Why?! Tell me why!"

"Because I love him, too! Because I am in love with him!"

Julie's brows lifted up as those words registered in her brain. It was like an endless echo for her. "You are in love with Mike?" She murmured.

"Yes! I am!" Sarah broke down after saying it, admitting to it.

Julie lost in her thoughts and shocked out of her body as she sat beside her sister. She hugged her close and tight. "It will be fine; it will be fine. Don't worry!"

"But how? We are in love with the same person at the same time!"

"Love? Who said anything about love? I am not in love with him!"

"Didn't you say that you would be together?"

"I was just saying that to piss you off..." Julie smiled wryly.

"So, you're not in love with Mike?"

"No!"

"And I can believe you?"

"Yes, you can! Yes, you can..."

"Where is everyone?" Mike asked Vanessa. They were the only ones at the dinner table with no one else in sight.

"Deborah went shopping with Joe, and Sarah and Julie are in their rooms. It's just us two for dinner tonight, baby!"

Vanessa smiled mirthfully. She loved the fact that she was having dinner alone with Mike. Ever since Mike had gotten back, she hadn't had much time to spend alone with him. First there was the work situation, Mike had a lot of responsibilities, and secondly Joe was always around.

It didn't mean that she didn't love having Joe around, far from it. Still, she craved for a mother son bonding time. She used to have so much fun with him when he had been at home and somewhere inside her mind, she missed those days of leisure.

"Oh," Mike muttered before digging in.Sarah had cooked the food for the day and he had always loved her cooking.

Mike was still lost in thought because ofDeborah's words. He wasn't paying much attention and Vanessa didn't like it. She wanted him to pay attention. That's why she had worn such fancy clothes and fancy jewellery.

"Baby? What are you thinking?"

"Huh?"

"I asked you what you were thinking..."

Mike was pulled back to reality due to his mother's pouting voice. He turned his face towards her and stared at her silently.

"Wow, mom! You look so beautiful!"

"Thank you, baby! I wore it for you!"

"For me?"

"Yes, for you!"

"Why? I mean, I love it! Definitely love it, but why did you put in so much effort?"

"Sometimes, baby, you are a dunce!"

Mike grinned at that and it made his mother giggle.

"Anyway! You look so beautiful, and it's making me feel underdressed. It's like we are not even from the same planet, you and I!"

"Don't be so modest, baby! You are very handsome!"

"Now, you're just saying that..."

"It's true, though..."

Mike laughed it off and decided to focus on his food. He was still a little rattled from his talk with Deborah. It was quite eerie.

After a short lull, Vanessa spoke, "Baby... um... have you thought about it?"

Mike knew this time what she was referring to. He also knew that he couldn't escape this time by making an excuse about not having enough time to go over it. Because, here, all he had was time. But he didn't know what to say at the moment.

Seeing that her son kept silent, she spoke in a soft voice, "Don't be worried about my reaction, and just say the truth. I am a big girl; I can handle it."

Mike was not so sure about that. He had inkling that she would be terribly disappointed if he said anything other than a resounding yes.

"Have you talked to Dad about it?"

"No, I haven't, you know that..."

Mike nodded to show that he in fact did actually know that. Still, he wanted to be sure whether or not his father knew about Vanessa's wish.

"But I did tell Debbie about it!"

"Yeah!? What did she say?"

"Nope, you have to tell me first what you think about it and then I will tell you what she said."

Mike smiled surreptitiously. He couldn't get away with it.He was in a dilemma. Not just because he found it weird that his mother wanted to have a baby or because she was asking for his opinion or maybe permission, he just was going through a lot and didn't know how to process this at the same time.

"Okay, first can you repeat it for me why you actually want to have another kid?"

"Gladly." Vanessa beamed. She cleared her throat and laid down her cutlery. "So, you may think it is a snap decision but I have really put some thought in it."

"I'm listening..."

Vanessa smiled and took Mike's palm in her own. "You were so little when I got married and I had made a promise to myself that even though I may not be your real mother, I won't let you ever feel that way. And I think I have done a good job. Don't you think so baby?!"

"Mom..." Mike never liked it when Vanessa referred to herself as stepmother. In fact, he hated it, he couldn't even entertain the idea that she was anything but his mother.

He knew it was a bit disrespectful to his birth mother but he loved Vanessa so much that it was hard for him to express it in mere words. That's why it was so hard for him to stay separated from her. He often mused about what if, what if Phil wasn't his roommate, what if he never met Robin, would he still be able to live away from his family, his mother. He got homesick easily, even though he tried to deny it, he knew it to be true.

"It's fine baby... I didn't mean to upset you... but the truth of the matter is I have never experienced giving birth, and I want to do it before I'm too old and physically unable to do it."

"Is that the only reason? Why haven't you talked about it then?" For Mike it was very strange that his mother would ask him or discuss with him about this rather than with his father, her husband.

They get along well, so what is the problem? He thought.

"Listen, first of all I want to get your view on it, it's what matters to me. Everyone will have their views on it but what matters to me is what you think... I will only go through with it, if you think you will be fine with it..."

"But mom-"

"Let me finish first!" Vanessa pumped her fingers which were clutching his hand. "Don't think that I want to replace you or that I have got this notion because Joe has started to stay with us. No, I have been thinking about it for a while now..." Vanessa paused and drank some water.

Mike, who was now quietly listening to his mother talk, could feel how much she wanted this. He could see from her expression that she really wanted it. That was the clincher, really. His decision was already made for him, for he didn't want to disappoint her, ever. It didn't matter anymore what he thought about it or what his father's opinion would be, he just wanted to make his mother happy. And if she wanted to have a baby, she could very well have it.

"For the longest time, I haven't felt like a woman. Your dad never pays any attention to me anymore, and I miss the intimacy. I want to feel like a woman again. And what better way to feel that way than getting pregnant..."

"But then-"

Vanessa increased her volume and talked over him. "As I said, I am not replacing you or diminishing your status. You are the most important person in my life and will always be that no matter what... I just don't want you to be jealous of your new brother or sister..."

"Okay!"

"You sure baby? Don't play any pranks!" Vanessa tightened her hold over his palm. Her nails almost dug in his skin.

"Yes, I'm sure. Let's do it! Let's get you pregnant!"

"You! Watch what you're saying, baby!" Vanessa swatted his hand and fake scolded him with a hearty smile on her face.

"Sorry!" Mike said while laughing. He was excited for a new sibling to join their family. "Now can you tell me what Aunt Debbie said?"

"Haha! She said that she supports my choice, that's not something I can say for your father though..."

"What do you mean? Of course, he has to support and whatnot... I mean how else would you get pregnant?"

"That's the thing baby... I don't want it to be your father's..."

"What? What? What!?" Alarm bells started ringing in Mike's head. It was like the warning before the storm. His instincts told him that he should not poke the bear.

"It's exactly what you heard; I don't want it to be your father's..."

"Then how? And more importantly are you getting a divorce?"

"No baby! That's not it! I just want a little payback is all!"

"So, you want to get pregnant as a payback for all the times he had ignored and abandoned you? Really?" Mike was miffed.

"You have got it wrong baby! I will raise the child as your father's and no one will know any better... just you and me..."

"I don't think I can join you in this betrayal or whatever you have planned..." Mike shook his head and declared. "Also, how would you do it of you don't want it to be Dad's? Sperm bank? An affair? No, that's not important... I can't do it, no!"

"Calm down, baby, calm down!" Vanessa got up and hugged him from behind. She put her lips close to his ear and whispered in a soft voice, "I want you to be the father..."

"WHAT!?"

Mike woke up when he heard some noise coming from his bedside.

It was dark in his room, of course it was, as Mike was sleeping and had switched off the lights. He had retired early but sleep didn't come easy that night.

His mind was reeling because of the thing his mother had said in the dining room. He couldn't fathom the fact that she had proposed something so preposterous that it was wholly unbelievable.

If, and only if, they ever went through with it, it would be such a huge betrayal. He didn't want to give his father that kind of pain, and it didn't matter that his father wouldn't know, he just couldn't do it.

But on the other hand, he really wanted to make his mother happy. Now that he was taking care of Joe, essentially, he was father to the little guy; he could understand his mother's side of the things. Except, except that he still didn't understand why it had to be him...

Vanessa had explained why, however, he was much too shocked and couldn't understand, or even hear, a word she said afterward.

He was pissed off and restless, turning from one side to the other, but sleep escaped him. I came here to sort things out, not to complicate them further! He thought as he remained wide awake. He had too much to process. With Robin being not around anymore, he felt at loss...

It was only after a long while that he got some semblance of peace, enough to make him fall asleep. His last thought before that was that he would leave everything to fate. He didn't want; he wasn't equipped to make the call on something like that, like having a baby with his mother, even if she wasn't his real mother, but stepmother.

He was a light sleeper anyway, and especially tonight when he wasn't able to sleep. That's why he woke up with a start as he heard rustling of the sheets.

Someone's sitting by the bedside...

Mike went to switch on the lights but was stopped midway by the hand of the intruder. He recognized that it was a woman by the softness and the feel of their hand and also because it could only be a woman. He was the only man in the house at the moment and little Joe didn't count.

"Who's there?" Mike asked. He really couldn't tell who it was. His first thought was that it was Vanessa but he rejected as she wouldn't stop him from switching on the lights. He also rejected the thought of it being Deborah as she wouldn't have any reason to come to his room this late at night.

"Shhh!"The mystery woman shushed him by placing a finger over his mouth.

A little taken aback, Mike once more reached for the lights but was again thwarted by the woman's hand.

"Fucking what do you want? And why aren't you letting me switch on the lights? Moreover, who are you?"Mike was really pissed off. He was pissed off because of the antics of the women in his family.

He was pissed at Julie because after making the first move she had been dodging him ever since and hadn't been forthright with her intentions. He was sure that he didn't do anything wrong but was getting treated like he did.

He was also pissed at Sarah for giving mixed signals. She was the one who had broken it off with him and now she was acting as if he had committed a crime by moving on, he just didn't get what she wanted.

And most annoyingly he was pissed at his mother. He certainly knew what she wanted, but it was something so far out there that he shuddered at the thought of it ever coming true.

And now this, this stupid play of hiding her identity. It really made him mad. Mike shouted out in frustration, "What do you want?"

He got no reply, only a muffled giggle. The mystery woman then took his hands and placed them over her bust.

She was naked Mike realized. He didn't know what to do with that. It was only for an instant though; he made up his mind to expose her identity by forcing her to make sound.

He cupped her breasts and an exclaim of delight escaped his mouth. He mashed those two soft balls with his fingers and pulled at her nipples.

The mystery woman didn't make a sound. Mike found it insulting that she didn't. So, he took it as a challenge and went to lick her exposed skin.

In the back of mind he realized that he shouldn't do this, and his self that was angry at family, especially the women, forbid him to go along with this farce, however, he also wanted to please them, all of them, even if it meant going against his principles, only this once.

Whether it was his mom or his two cousins, he couldn't see them sad, and if it was only the one time, that too, when he was in the dark about the identity of them, he tacitly agreed to make this concession. He was fine with waiting a little longer, and at the same time didn't want to look down on the courage that the woman had showed by attempting this...

His hand travelled down and only stopped after finding her opening. He inserted his fingers in her. It was wet and soft.

"Ssss!"

Mike smiled as he won the game. He increased the force behind his fingers and jabbed her repeatedly. While doing that his mouth was busy sucking on her nipples.

Sadly, he couldn't make out who it was. He was afraid that it was his mother but he soon compartmentalized it by thinking that it wasn't his fault and it was dark and he didn't know who it could have been...

"Ah!" Another moan escaped the woman's mouth as he bit her playfully and softly.

Earlier, Mike wanted her to make sound but now he was afraid to find out who it was and wanted her to keep quiet. So, he thrust his finger in her mouth.

She welcomed it gladly. She sucked on it like it was a mini cock and put all her force behind it. She held his hand and went to town on his finger, slobbering all over it. She was like a pornstar with a toy.

Mike too increased his finger fucking fervently. He wanted her to cum and then taste it. He wanted to memorize her smell and her taste.

Suddenly, though, she pushed him down and, in a jiffy, got rid of his pants. His hard cock jutted out instantly. "Oh!" Mike groaned as she took him inside her mouth. He couldn't believe the tongue action and the force with which she was blowing him.

Mike forgot all about his troubles and all about the prospective identity of the woman, such was the pleasure he was experiencing at the moment.

The woman didn't let him catch a breath and he was close to cumming under her technique. But as if she could read his mind she stopped right when he was about to go over the edge.She pressed hard at his cockhead and licked his balls.

Mike felt like he was in heaven and hell at the same time. Heaven because of the pleasure, and hell because she wouldn't let him cum.

She repeated her actions time and again; bringing him to the edge and then pushing him right back. She seemed an expert at what she was doing with her precise timing and technique.

Mike begged for mercy and she giggled and stopped. Her hand though, kept him honest. The way she was softly stroking him kept him hot. And then it happened when he least expected it.

"Oh! Shit!"

She sat over him and slowly inserted his cock in her cunt with the help of her hands. It was so wet inside, and so deliriously soft and inviting. Her vaginal muscles held his cock between them and a wave of pleasure washed over him.

"Please!" Mike wanted to cum and cum and cum... but she won't let him. She remained still as if enjoying the sensation of being filled as if it was the last time; she was ever going to have this experience. It was only after minutes that she started moving.

It was heavenly, the feeling of mystery only added to his pleasure.Mike put his hands on her waist and thrust upwards.

"Ooh!" Another moan escaped her lips.

Mike, though, was too lost to notice. He pumped upwards and kept fucking her like a madman. Sweat dripped down his body and his hands became slippery.

The thwack, thwack, sound muted out their moans and groans. Meanwhile even as he was fucking her, he tried to switch their positions but the woman stopped him from doing so and slowed down his pace.

She seemed to enjoy denying him as she increased her pace. She was riding him like a cowgirl and Mike loved it. He was at the receiving end of a monumental fuck session and the whole thing with darkness and mysterious identity of the woman made him delirious with pleasure and joy.

Mike moved his hands upwards and played with her erect, hard nipples while she kept riding him back and forth. He felt himself close and thus spanked her hard. The mystery woman seemed to get the message and increased her speed.

They were both humping like animals, in a race to finish each other off. Mike wanted her to cum and realized she wanted the same for him...

"Cumming!!!"

Mike held her tight and shot his load deep inside. The woman riding him stopped any and all motions before she convulsed and fell on top of him.

I don't know whether it would be right to continue after this... But you don't know, I was never going to write this part as well. It was only because of your feedback and requests that I got around to write this.

Thank you for reading!

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