Incest/Taboo The Antisocial One

"No, I totally understand," Tate said putting on his polite face. He kind of liked it this way, no going out, no encountering the millions of people in the city. "Well then, I don't want to keep you," he said shaking her hand, "I'll see you first thing in the morning."

"Oh," the woman said stopping in her tracks, "Jacob left a package for you at the front desk. The studio sent over the screenplay and he wanted you to take a look at it before the meeting tomorrow."

"Understood," Tate said with a curt nod.

"Look at this place," Becky said in awe as they entered the lobby.

"It's so grand," Cindy said her eyes moving over the elegant space.

"Come on, let's get checked in I got a lot to do before tomorrow," Tate said nudging his sisters' arms.

"Right. Tate, you wouldn't mind if we ordered room service?" Becky asked as they walked towards the front desk, "I'm kind of famished."

"Me too," Cindy joined in, yet while her hunger was poking at her mind what truly held her enthralled was what she and Becky would soon be doing in that room. Unaware of what Becky and Tate had done on the plane.

"Alright, just so long that it isn't too expensive," Tate said hoping it wasn't given the sight of the place.

"Yes, how may I help you?" the man behind the desk asked as Tate walked up to the counter.

"Yes, Jacob Talon of Three Suns Inc. reserved a room me Tate Miller," Tate said watching as the man's fingers flew across the keyboard.

"Ah yes, we have you in room 354," he said pulling out a blank keycard from the shelf below the computer. Inserting it into the reader encoding the card with the room's unlocking code. "You do know the room is a king size bed, will your lady friends need a room?"

"No," Becky said quickly coming up to Tate's side.

"The room will be suitable," Cindy said sharing a smile with Becky.

"Well," the man said clearing his throat. Wondering how the boy before him got so lucky. "Is there anything else I can help you with?'

"Yes, I was told that you could send someone up to my room about a suit?" Tate asked unsure the whole process that went into buying a suit.

"We can most certainly help you with that. Would you happen to know your measurements?"

"No."

"No matter now are you looking to rent one or buy one?"

"Buy. No sense on wearing a pair of pants that some strange man's jewels rubbed up against, you know what I mean?" Tate asked with a knowing smile.

"That I do," the man chuckled, "I'm assuming you aren't looking for an overly expensive suit?"

"And you are correct," Tate nodded, "just something that looks sharp."

"Any particular color?" the man asked writing down all the information he could to limit his guess wait.

"Black, with a white dress shirt size large," Tate said looking over at his sister, "you think I should get a tie?"

"Yes," Becky nodded sternly, "you can't go to that meeting looking half dressed."

"The lady knows her business," the man said nodding in approval.

"I don't know the first thing about ties," Tate sighed.

"Here," the man said pulling out his red power tie from his suit jacket, "have a feel of the material."

"Silk?" Tate asked perplexed as he rubbed the material between his thumb and index finger.

"Do you like the feel of it?"

"Yeah, thought ties were made out of polyester or along that sort," Tate said letting go of the man's tie.

"Only the cheap ones are, and they aren't the kind you're looking for," the man said writing down the name of his tie. "Now if that is all, I'll ring your room once she arrives."

"I appreciate the help," Tate said glancing at the man's name tag, "Dale."

"We aim to please here at Hotel Sunscape," Dale said smiling warmly shaking Tate's hand.

"Oh," Tate said turning back as he walked away, "this place has room service correct?"

"Correct," Dale nodded.

"Thanks we're kind of starving after our flight," Cindy said waving to the man.

"Lucky bastard," Dale muttered watching Becky's and Cindy's ass shake before they turned the corner to the elevators.

Tate huffed as Becky shoved him into the corner while Cindy pressed the floor number. Her bag landed in a thump on the floor. Her hands held Tate's face getting her fill of his lips after hours of waiting to be alone with him. Alternating with Cindy once she joined them. Becky was sure whoever was watching the camera feed that their eyes were probably bulging out at the sight of them. She wondered if they looked like sex starved deviants as they had their way with their brother.

"I can't wait to see you in a suit," Becky said breathlessly as the bell for their floor rang.

"Don't worry Becky we'll see it soon enough," Cindy cooed smirking sinfully at Tate as she stepped onto the third floor.

With their bellies full and the tailor gone Tate stared out onto the city proper. Taking a sip of his drink pondering what was his next move once he got home. Without his own car moving his belongs would be such a pain, along with finding an apartment. He knew either Becky or Cindy could drive him around, yet he didn't want to rely on them to much. That would just make his mother curious something he wasn't to fond of doing. So he had to limit their time away from home until he was settled. Shaking his head an apartment wasn't going to cut it not if his sisters would be living with him. So that left renting a house, plus it would give them more privacy than an apartment would. Tate didn't need people butting into things they had no business in, and if what his sisters said was true then he needed a place where he could really make his sisters moan without someone pounding on the floor or walls for that matter.

"Tate what are you thinking about?" Cindy asked wrapping her arms around his waist pressing his back to her chest as she stood behind him. Resting her chin on his left shoulder watching the afternoon sun playing across the city.

"Thinking of getting renting a house instead of an apartment, well that all depends on if I can afford to that is," Tate said setting his glass down onto the table.

"Tate, we can help afford a house if you let us," Becky said her interest pegged. Her mind flashing to a time that they could act like a couple even if it was only in their own home.

"Really?"

"Of course!" Cindy said gently squeezing him, "we are going to be together, aren't we? Then why wouldn't your future wives not help pay for a home we all will share?" she asked seeing Becky's eyes sparkle in the window. "Now..." Cindy was rudely interrupted by the ringing of her cellphone. "Damn it! This better be damn important!" she grumbled causing Tate to chuckle. "Fuck!" Cindy hissed.

"I take it that's Mom?" Tate asked holding out his arm for Becky who quickly filled the space.

"Of course, who else has the knack to cock block me?!"

"Cindy be nice, she is our mother," Becky said nuzzling her brother's neck. "So, when are you going to fuck your sisters? My pussy wants to feel you inside of me."

"Once we have a shower, so I can get you dirty all over again," Tate said palming her ass hearing Cindy answering her phone.

"Hello," Cindy said feeling her nipples hardening at her brother's words.

"Cindy where is your brother?!"

"Why?" Cindy asked her eyes racing wondering if her mother called home and got no answer and sent someone to check on the house.

"Because I flew home knowing that boy wouldn't do a damn thing I told him, and you know what I found when I got home?!"

"No, what?"

"Tate's room is empty! All his things are gone! I'm worried he's gone off and done something."

"So what you're only worried about him because he "might" do something?!" Cindy said in exasperation.

"Don't you dare sass me young lady! Do you know where he is or not? If you do then we need to go and get him, so we can keep an eye on him; because you and I both know what he is capable of."

"Tate's right here, he's fine. Nothing is going to happen to him, I thought you wanted him out of the house anyway?" Cindy asked pacing the floor.

"I only say that because he pisses me off, you know that. Now you know he's grounded so where is his things, and why did you allow him out of the house?" Cindy didn't believe a word she said. Her mother only wanted to keep what control she could over Tate. She wasn't going to allow that to happen not on her watch. Now that Tate was hers her mother was going to have to fight her to get to Tate. Her eyes flickered up noticing how Tate had turned towards her holding out his hand.

"What do you want now Amanda?" Tate asked resting his elbow on Cindy's shoulder as she and Becky sandwiched him in. He had to keep himself from hardening as their braless breast pressed into him. Which he had to admit was a herculean task given the exquisite feel of them.

"Where are you?! You get your ass home right this second!"

"That's going to be hard to do since I'm not currently in the state."

"What?!" Tate smirked evilly at his mother's shocked voice.

"What? Did you think I was going to stuck around?"

"Then where is your things?"

"Some where safe from you, mother. You need to realize I'm gone and I'm not going to come back crawling like you think I am," Tate said peering down as Becky and Cindy fought over who's hand was going to touch his crotch.

"And how do you expect to live on nothing! You don't have a job, you're a lazy ass that sits in his room all day. You have no plans for the future like I've been trying to get you to do. Like applying to the college here so you can make something of yourself."

"Is that what you think? Excellent! Just as I have planned, and you know why I don't want to go to that college. It's because you are there! You honestly think I want to be stuck underneath your thumb at home and at school. Fuck that shit!"

"Watch your damn mouth this is your mother you're speaking to!"

"What did you think I have forgotten who you are? I'm insane not senile," Tate said smirking watching the war taking place before his cock.

"Fine. Do what ever you want. Don't expect to have a room here when you realize you can't do shit on your own."

"Well, isn't that sweet," Tate said sarcastically once he heard the click of the line cutting off. "I need a shower..." Cindy and Becky wasted no time dragging Tate to the bathroom.

Tate could have sworn they had used the whole hotel's supply of hot water after that hour and a half long shower. He was surprised that the glass hadn't shattered due to his sisters' combined moaning after he had made them cum four times. Showing them that he had the skills to keep them well satisfied. The way they held onto him after the last orgasm just showed him, they truly weren't prepared for what he had acquired from all the escorts he had paid for over the last few months.

"So," Tate said confidently strutting his stuff tossing his wet towel across the room. Turning in time as Becky and Cindy leaned against the door frame that led to the bathroom. "We are going to do this, yes? Or are you simply content with four orgasms?" he asked with a confident smirk as he stood in front of the foot of the bed. Tate huffed as his sisters rushed towards him, their combined body weight causing the three of them to crush down onto the bed. Becky's and Cindy's hot, wet naked bodies wrapped around Tate's as they pinned him to the bed. Rubbing their naked cunts along his thighs coating his skin in their scent to mark their brother. To show the world who he truly belong to.

"Finally I get my own taste," Becky purred her body sliding down his body. Moving in-between his legs her eyes savoring the cock that she had waited so long for.

"Tate?" Cindy said walking her fingers up his chest. "Since Becky is about to have her mouth full, don't you think it's time to taste you sister?" she asked lifting herself off the bed. Her knees resting on either side of his head. Her fingers spreading her labia showing Tate just how much he made her pussy wet. "Fuck!" Cindy howled as Tate wasted no time plunging his tongue into her canal. "Yes, eat that pussy Tate," she moaned feeling his tongue wiggling around in her hot box.

"It taste so good," Becky said dreamily her eyes glossing over before swallowing his cock whole.

"I know," Cindy said holding Tate's head to her snatch, "Our brother can eat a pu...ssy," she said before cumming all over Tate's tongue. "You like my pussy, don't you?" she asked peering down into Tate's cobalt eyes. Who had let to stop tasting her sweet cunt. "Well, you can have all of my pussy you want, whenever you want. Your sweet sisters will always allow you to taste our pussies, isn't that right Becky?" Cindy asked over her shoulder.

"Mmmhmm," Becky mumbled brushing her hair behind her ear working Tate's cock, so she could have her treat. Abruptly flying off of his member as she coughed spraying Cindy's back in Tate's cum. "S-sorry, I wasn't expecting it to come out so forceful," she said seeing all the wasted cum that should have been swallowed and warming her stomach.

"Poor dear," Cindy said trying to get at his cum, so she can partake in what her sister wasted only to feel Becky's tongue running along her back gathering up that spent seed. "No fair! It was mine!" she pouted.

"You sucked him off twice so no whining," Becky said sticking her tongue out at her.

"So who's going to go first?" Cindy asked still grinding her mound against Tate's face.

"Want to play rock, paper, scissors?" Becky asked resting her chin on Cindy's shoulder. Tate rolled his eyes as he still munch on his sister cunt. "Yes!" Cindy shouted after she won for the third time in a row.

"Cheater!" Becky teased.

"Is it my fault you only throw paper," Cindy said wiggling her nose, "Tate why don't move up on the bed," she said enjoying the sight of her juices coating his face.

"Tate, my pussy needs you to taste it like you said you would on the plane," Becky said crawling towards him like a hungry panther.

"Well, what are you waiting for?" Tate asked licking Cindy's juices from his lips.

"Mmm," Becky hissed as she lowered her sensitive lips onto his mouth. Watching Cindy as she licked up Tate's deflating cock urging it to reharden. "Yes Tate, love how you suck on that clit," she moaned her muscles trembling wondering how he had learned how to eat a woman out.

"You best make sure you cum down his throat Becky," Cindy said looking up from her task feeling his rod starting to reawaken. "It's only fair he swallows all of that yummy juice."

"That is true," Becky said returning Cindy's smile, "Our man should love how we taste shouldn't he?"

"Mmmhmm," Cindy nodded getting to her knees once Tate's cock stood at attention once again. "Tate, I know my pussy is going to be really tight so last as long as you can, okay?" Smiling when she saw his thumbs up before, she eased herself down onto his steel rod. "Fuck!" she cried out as his head then his shaft begun to stretch her out. "God. It feels so good," Cindy moaned hungrily as she slowly started to move her hips.

"Fuck that's tight!" Tate said to himself as his grip tightened on Becky's thighs.

"Yes Tate, fuck your sister!" Cindy begged as Tate thrust upwards into her snatch.

"That looks...," Becky begun to say only to toss her head back. Her nails dragged up his chest as her hot juice flooded her channel surging down into Tate's awaiting mouth. "Fuck! Yes! Eat your sister's pussy! Make that pussy purr for you Tate!" Becky hissed grinding her mound against his face urging on another orgasm.

"Oh God! Yes! Yes! I'm going to cum brother! I'm going to cum all over your cock!" Cindy howled allowing her lust to take hold rapidly plunging her hips down sending Tate's cock into the deepest part of her cunt. Her legs locked around his hips, her body shuddered as her cream coated his cock. She hoped wasn't for the last time.

"Cindy, it's my turn," Becky said fighting herself not to push her sister off of Tate's cock.

"Okay," Cindy said dreamily shuddering as she felt his rod gliding out of her cunt as she fell to the side. The biggest smile on her face as her body bounced on the bed.

"Tate, is there a position you would like to see your eldest sister in?" Becky asked blushing hard knowing the moment was near that she would finally be connected to the man she loves in the most intimate of ways.

"Well, I would like to see how that ass bounces from behind," Tate said with a sinful smirk.

"Tate!" Becky gasped feeling her face redden.

"What?! You do have a nice as sis," Tate said only to flinch at Cindy's slap on his chest.

"You better think the same about my ass too," Cindy said sternly propping herself up on her elbow.

"Yeah, you do," Tate said holding up his hands, "I'll admit the two of you do have very, very nice butts, among everything else that is beautiful about your bodies."

"T-then how do you want me," Becky said nervously. Glad Tate found her beautiful.

"Here," Tate said scooting off the bed, "relax," he whispered into Becky's ear as he leaned her forward. Situating her ass just enough to hang of the bed. Listening to the soft gasps that escaped Becky's lips as he ran his cream smeared cock head through Becky's wet lips. Watching how Becky gripped the comforter as he eased his cock into her. "Damn, fuck sis," Tate hissed as Becky's folds squeezed tightly around his rod.

"Tate you feel so good in me. Now fuck your sister," Becky begged before yelping as Tate sent his cock hilt deep into her dripping snatch. Tate's eyes grew wide as he watch the most erotic sights taking place before him as Cindy and Becky French kissed. "Oh God!" she moaned before her juices surged out from around Tate's cock coating his groan in her hot pussy juice.

"That feels good doesn't it?" Cindy said smirking as Becky nodded weakly. Catching how Tate was staring at them, yet that wasn't enough for Tate to lose his momentum. "Tate? Do you want to see your sweet eldest sister eating out your other sister?" she asked with a mischievous smirk. Giggling when Tate nodded vehemently at her question. "Well, you heard Tate," Cindy said spreading her legs resting them on either side of her, "Well, eat up Becky," she said spreading her well satisfied cunt open. Blowing Tate a kiss as she felt her juices leaking out onto the bed. "You didn't know we like to eat each other, did you?" Cindy asked as her fingers ran through Becky's brunette hair.

"N-no," Tate said trying to keep his voice steady from the exquisite feeling of Becky's cunt.

"Mmm, yes, we normally taste each other every night mostly. Do you want to know what was always on our minds when we did," Cindy said her muscles trembling as Becky's tongue played with her clit. "You. It was always you we moaned out to when we made each other cum. Only wishing you would hear us and come take us on our beds. To fuck us with that splendid cock of yours into our mattress'. Yes Becky, make that pussy cum, can you taste our brother's cock that was within only a few minutes ago?"

"Fuck!" Becky yelled out from around Cindy's cunt. "Yes! Yes! Fuck me!" she moaned loudly as Tate pounded her into submission.

Cindy quickly spun on her ass wiggling underneath Becky, so she could watch as Tate's cock plunged in and out of her pussy. Her breasts brushed against Becky's as she worked her body down to the edge of the bed. Opening her mouth catching the drop of her sister's juice tasting how the two of them mingled together. Licking her lips wondering if that was how his cock looked when he was thrusting into her as she watched on.

"Give it to me Tate," Cindy purred looking up at him. She wasted no time cleaning her brother's tool of her sister's hot slick juices. Watching how his eyes fluttered as her tongue circled around the head of his cock. Giving it a loving kiss before lining it up with Becky's entrance. "You better not cum in her. I want to be covered in your cum, okay?"

"I don't know if I can. The two of you have the tightest pussies I've ever fucked," Tate grunted.

"Well try, alright," Cindy said winking at him. Tapping her dance floor telling her sister to get back her meal.

"Oh baby! I don't know how much more I can take," Becky moaned. Not that she didn't love being fucked by Tate, yet her pussy wasn't accustom to the pounding he was giving her.

"Then I'll take her place. You have been fucking her longer then you did with me," Cindy said before teasing Becky's clit with her tongue. Watching how she instantly came on Tate's rod.

"Okay," Tate said out of breath. Knowing it would give him a moment or two to catch his breath.

Cindy's hand ran along Becky's chest as she rested on her side. Their fingers interweaved connecting the two of the together as it should be. Knowing that this was how it was always meant to be.

"Tate come, I want you on top, so I can look into your eyes as you make love to me," Cindy said lovingly. Becky's fingers trailed up Tate's sweaty back as he moved in-between Cindy's legs. Watching her sister as her back arched as Tate entered her. "Yes! That is where your cock will always belong. Inside of my hot pussy," she said wrapping her arms around his chest pressing Tate against her chest. Wrapping her legs around his waist hearing his balls slapping against her ass. Biting into Tate's shoulder loving the fucking Tate was giving her. "Make me cum, please! Your sister needs to cum once more on your cock before you cum."

Tate steadied himself with on hand on the ceiling peering down at his kneeling sister's. Whose tongues waited to catch his flying semen. Grunting as Tate stroked his cock splattering his sisters' bodies in his hot spunk. Breathing heavily watching his sisters wiggling around the bed to clean each other of his cum.

"So everything you hoped for?" Tate asked wiping the sweat from his brow with his used towel.

"Yes!" they said in unison before giggling at each other.

"Can we fuck again?" they said as one. Their heads snapped towards one another giving each other a light shove.

"Sure. Just after I'm done reading the screenplay, alright," Tate said knowing they were going to need another shower.

"Okay!" They said before pulling Tate down onto the bed.

Tate stared at himself in the mirror straightening out his tie. Listening to the light sounds of his sisters sleeping in the next room. He doubted they would have the energy to wake up so early this morning not after what happened last night. Not that he could blame them. That was his first and second threesome he had ever had; and he suspected there would be a great deal more of them in the near future. Opening up his phone deleting the number he used to call into the escort service. Knowing that he would no longer be need it. However, Tate did keep all the pictures and the phone numbers of the girls from the youth group. He so wasn't going to delete those what man in their right minds would delete freely given nude pics. Although he did enjoy the sight of Darlene's and Millie's pussies. Maybe, just maybe he'll take them up on their offers.

"I have to go," Tate whispered into Becky's ear before placing a kiss on her cheek.

"Nah uh, get back here and give your sisters a real kiss," Becky said rolling over exposing her bare breast to him.

"Yes, you can't leave without one," Cindy said sleepily rubbing her eyes.

Staring smugly at his refection in the metal doors of the elevator. Knowing everything was going to change after this day. Stepping out onto the lobbies tile floor, his dress shoes squeaking waving to Dale as he headed to the doors.

"Good morning, Mr. Miller. I hope you slept well last night," his driver asked holding the door open for him.

"Like a baby," Tate smiled warmly before she shut the door.

A week had passed since Tate arrived in LA. With the contract signed and the check for the movie rights burning a hole in his pocket. Tate Miller was looking forward to lounging in a motel room in peace away from his mother. He didn't know how long it was going to take to hunt for a house, yet as he said his goodbyes to his sisters. A sense of loneliness pegged his heart as he watched them drive away. He knew it was going to take some time for his check to clear. A quarter of a million dollars was a lot of money and Tate wasn't going to burn through it. No. He needed to be smart to show his mother once and for all time she was wrong.

A month of house hunting was tedious for Tate; however, he did finally find the home he and his sisters would enjoy until they were out of school. The few times they were able to sneak out of the house, so their mother wouldn't grow suspicious wasn't enough for him. Oddly, Tate missed them deeply. Which was strange for someone so antisocial, when he enjoyed his solitude over the company of others. There were nights he laid in his motel bed texting his sisters late into the night. Sexting with his own sisters wasn't something he ever think was going to happen. The videos they sent him as they fucked one another was about the only thing that got him through his month long search. Once he had informed them that he had signed the lease for the place not to far from their college Tate had to hold the phone away from his ear at their combined joyous squeals. Sending them the pictures of the place he had took during his walk through the week before. How he felt his smile spreading across his face hearing how his sisters love it.

Now as he waited on the porch of his new home, leaning against a column waiting on his sisters to arrive. Tate pondered what will have in store for them in the coming years. His ears perked at the sound of a heavy duty engine approaching. Turning in time to see the telltale colors of a U-Haul truck.

"Tate!" Becky shouted jumping out of her car. Her hair whipping through the air as she ran into his arms. "I've missed you so much!" she said rubbing her cheek against his.

"Hey! Don't hog him," Cindy said pushing Becky out of the way. Grapping a handful Tate's ass as she brought him into a crushing hug.

"I've missed the two of you too," Tate said bring them into a hug once again. The sun began to set on the three of them unaware of the person spying on them from afar.
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The End.

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Epilogue.​

Two years had passed since Tate had moved out from underneath his mother's nose. With his royalties from his books and two and a third movie on the way Tate was set. Keeping to his word having bought a large plot of land deep within the mountains he waited for the days that he could sit on his porch and not see a soul in sight. Watching as the movers lock down the truck Tate knew he would never be coming back to this town, at least not if he could help it. Becky and Cindy snuggled up to him nuzzling his neck as they stood in their now empty living room, where they had shared so many laughs and quite a few fights.

"This is it Tate, our life will official start once we get home," Becky said dreamily waiting for this day where they could be out in the sun acting like a married couple should.

"Yes, I can't wait to test out the hot tub. The things I've been wanting to do to you in it while we waited for the house to be built," Cindy purred. "You sure you don't want to bury the hatchet with Mom?"

"Quite sure," Tate said looking at his four wheel drive truck he had bought for the times when the snow got to heavy to drive in. What he told his mother was true. He never went home again. What or if she cared that her only son never spoke to her, never visited her he couldn't care. To his mind his mother made her bed along time ago. Whether she wanted to be a part of her grandchildren's lives that was up to Cindy and Becky. He wasn't going to keep them from allowing their soon-to-be born children from her. However, Tate was unaware that for the past two years someone had been spying on their actives. That very same person was about to make herself known. "What the hell! Did either of you tell her where I lived?!" Tate asked his fist clenching as his mother's car blocked their driveway as the moving trucked pulled away.

"No! We would never do that to you Tate," Becky said shaking her head.

"We know you would hate us if you did," Cindy said trying to sooth her brother.

"Then how does she know?!" Tate asked filling his muscles tense as his mother stomped towards their front door.

"So," Amanda said throwing open his front door, "my insane son enjoys fucking his sisters' does he?" she asked with an arrogant smirk. "Did you think I would not know what my deviant children have been doing for the past two years? Did you honestly think you could ever escape me?" Amanda asked noticing her daughters growing bellies. "That you could keep my children and grandchildren from me? You may hate me son, but I am and will always be your mother. Nothing you do or try will ever take that away.

So you better have room for me in your new house because you are never going to leave me again," she said slowly taking off her suit jacket. Tate, Becky, and Cindy glanced at one another as their mother lowered the zipper of her skirt. Her eyes always on Tate as she unbuttoned her dress shirt. "Now since you don't mind incest, and from all the moans I have heard and your technique I have witnessed on more than one occasion. You are going to fuck me like you fuck your sisters. Your mother is in need of a good fucking, and son, you are the one I want to fuck me right now," Amanda said exposing her graying bush to her son. "Come along son, you don't want the moving truck to arrive before you do now do you," she said beckoning her son to her.​