Incest/Taboo The Gaffney Family

It was in a tiny motel room many miles away from home that the Gaffney family got it's first taste of the forbidden pleasure's of incest. How did a normal, even dull family suddenly find itself one day breaking that ancient taboo?

The trip by car to visit relatives was a long and grueling one under the very best of conditions. This time they were stopped by car trouble in a small town while still better than an hour away from home. They managed to reach a garage, but were dismayed when they were told that parts had to be ordered and the car wouldn't be fixed until the next day. This was how the Gaffney family found itself ensconced in that tiny motel room, tired and more than a little cranky.

Things really began happening however when evening fell and the family started considering who would sleep where on the two double beds. Everyone couldn't help but notice how adamant Gloria Gaffney was that her two teenage children should not share a bed. Instead, she insisted that she should share a bed with her daughter Sarah and that her husband David should sleep alongside their son Wesley in the other bed.

Nineteen year old Wesley probably wouldn't have said it if he had been a little less exhausted and a little more conscious of what he was saying, but one side of his mouth quirked upwards and he told his sister, "It looks like Mom doesn't trust us to keep our hands to ourselves."

It was a pretty lame for a joke and under normal circumstances it would have hardly earned so much as a smile from the rest of them. At this point though everyone else was just as weary as him and everyone started laughing and a floodgate of incest humor seemed to open up.

"Well, let's face it," Sarah answered, batting her eyelashes at him playfully, "with a sexy little number like me in the same bed, what guy could possibly be expected to keep his hands to himself?"

David gave his eighteen year old daughter a grinning leer and swore, "I know I certainly wouldn't be able to!"

Even Gloria managed to get in on the act. "Well, if you're going to get to make a grab for Sarah, then I know what Wesley and I will be doing tonight."

The laughter continued for just a few moments longer, but started to become strained and eventually trailed off somewhat awkwardly. A heavy, tense silence fell over the cramped motel room as each and everyone of them looked at each other shyly, each now thinking about things that would have been utterly unthinkable just a few hours before. The scene was all set for something wild and wicked to happen that evening if only one of them had the courage to make the first move.

Wesley had been sitting on the edge of the dresser all this time and when he suddenly pushed himself to his feet, all eyes turned to him with a mixture of hope and trepidation. Well aware that he was the center of attention and still uncertain himself about what exactly he was going to do, the young man made his way over to one of the beds and sat down next to his mother.

Everyone caught their breath, wondering just how far this might progress before common sense once more took effect. Wesley and Gloria's eyes met for an interminably long moment, each watching the other and trying to gauge what the response might be if they actually tried to do what all four of them were thinking about.

Once, twice, and then a third time, Wesley's hand twitched or started to rise but always fear or perhaps sanity would assert itself and his hand would drop once more to the bed between them. Just when Gloria thought her boy might have finally given up, his shaky hand rose yet again and this time determinedly kept moving.

So lightly at first that she wasn't sure he was touching her at all, he stroked and caressed her shoulder-length hair for a moment. This had been a compromise for Wesley as they could all pretend it was an entirely innocent gesture if anyone chose to put an end to all this, but it was also the sort of gesture that could inspire something much more intimate. Gloria sighed with a warm smile, tilting her head to one side to lean into his touch and never once breaking eye-contact with him.

His heart leapt when she didn't shy away from his touch or push his hand away. There was no question in anybody's mind about where this might lead if somebody didn't put a stop to it soon and all four of them were more than a little surprised that no one did.

Sarah and her father were sitting next to each other on the other bed and watching what was happening with wide eyes, meanwhile. When David's hand started moving it was as much a surprise to him as it was to his daughter when he started gently rubbing her back. Her head turned slowly and she looked up into his eyes in silence, her heart pounding in her chest. He was as speechless as she and soon found himself unable to tear his eyes away from her's.

Wesley's hand had now moved from his mother's hair and was gently caressing her cheek. They were seriously testing the limits of what was appropriate behavior of course, but had they stopped right there and then it was possible that they could have convinced themselves that it had all been perfectly innocent. With each passing moment however it became less and less likely that they would stop as all four of them were now extremely aroused.

Suddenly, Gloria reached up to take her son's hand in her own. Wesley's heart fell, thinking that she had finally elected to put an end to this before it went any farther, but David had seen that look in his wife's eyes before and knew better. An audible gasp escaped Wesley when his mother took his captured hand, placed a tender kiss on the palm, and then pressed it firmly to one of her full breasts. She kept her own hand on top of his, holding it firmly to her bosom and waiting to see how he would finally react.

Wesley could do nothing but stare in wonder at his hand for a several moments, even now hardly able to believe that it really was where it now was. Slowly, he dragged his eyes up from her breasts to find her eyes again and she gave him a smile and an encouraging nod. Summoning up all his courage, he leaned into her ever so slowly and pressed a tender, lingering kiss to her lips. Both where left breathless and wanting more when their lips parted, their eyes dancing with pleasure and excitement.

Holding onto her son's hand to make sure it didn't become dislodged from her breast, Gloria slowly lay back across the bed. This pulled the teenaged boy practically up on top of her, which was just where they both wanted him.

Things had been progressing a little more quickly over on the other bed, meanwhile.

David was now kissing his daughter full on the mouth, his tongue probing deep into her mouth. His hand was still on her back, but it had by now slipped up under the back of her shirt and he was rubbing her bare back. She had one hand on her father's cheek as she kissed him back hungrily, but Sarah's other hand was on his thigh and perilously close to his groin and the tool that was already tenting the front of his jeans.

He moaned into her mouth and his kisses became more and more insistent when he felt Sarah's hand firmly caress that bulge in the front of his pants, the knowledge that his own daughter was fondling him nearly making him shoot off a load of cum in his pants. It was even harder to contain himself when he felt skillful fingers open the front of his jeans and reach in to pull out his rock-hard manhood.

He broke the kiss and looked down, needing to see for himself his baby girl's hand griping the thick shaft of his cock. The feeling he got from having his own flesh and blood stroke him like this that was just about overwhelming and it took a supreme effort of willpower to avoid an embarrassing explosion all over her hand. When his eyes rose to find her's once more, she was smiling broadly, well aware of how strongly she was affecting him and taking great pleasure in that.

"Hold onto your hat, Daddy," she purred softly. "I'm about to blow your mind!" Without so much as a moment's hesitation, she lowered her head and started to give him the most professional and intensely exciting blowjob of his entire life.

With a loud groan, he finally gave up that load of cum he had been so desperately trying to hold back all this time, sending a jet of pearly white cum shooting into her open mouth. Sarah swallowed as much as she could, then hurried to lap up every last drop that had missed her mouth and clean up both his quivering shaft and the hand which held it. Once she'd handled this somewhat premature explosion however, she popped that dick right back into her mouth.

David fell backwards across the bed with a shuddering sigh as his daughter worked, wondering who had taught her to do this so well and unsure if he wanted to beat that guy senseless or thank him.

Wesley was now straddling his mother's waist and was firmly kneading her full breasts through her top even as the two of them shared long, deep kisses. Gloria was on her back with her finger's tangled in her son's hair, her legs spreading wide as a serious fire started to burn deep in her twat.

Wesley needed to feel bare flesh under his hands and so with all the impatience and enthusiasm of youth, he grabbed hold of her blouse with both hands and literally tore it open, sending buttons flying everywhere. His mother gasped delightedly, it had been so very long since any man was this desperate to get his hands on her that she just couldn't complain about his ruining one of her best blouses.

Once he had her blouse open, he got her bra unfastened too in short order and at long last her full breasts were exposed to him in all their glory. They weren't the perfect, awe-inspiring globes they had been when she was her daughter's age, but they were still awfully impressive nonetheless and she saw no trace of disappointment in her little boy's eyes. He caught one of them in each hand and lowered his head to them.

Gloria's back arched and she groaned deep in her throat as Wesley sucked one nipple into his mouth and then the other. "Oh, sweet Jesus," she panted, clutching his head and writhing excitedly beneath him."That feels so good, baby!" She squealed with surprise and then sighed with pleasure when he unexpectedly started chewing and tugging on those big nipples. "Oh, my God . . ."

It was getting to be too much and she thought she might actually cum before he so much as looked at her boiling pussy, but he suddenly lifted his head from her bosom and reared up over her with a big grin.

"Please don't stop, Wesley!" she hissed urgently, reaching up to run her hands over his chest. "I'm so close, so very close!" He ignored her pleas, reaching down to play with his mother's sensitive nipples to keep her right on the edge of a huge climax. "Wesley . . ." Gloria didn't know what to make of this, firstly because her husband never teased her like this, and secondly because she could hardly think straight anyway.

"Don't move." He dismounted her swiftly and hurriedly hauled off her jeans and then her panties. She opened her legs wide for him without having to be told, well aware of what he must be after. His smile became even broader as he hurriedly got off all of his own clothes before returning to the bed and his extremely aroused mother.

She had always known that he looked a lot like his father had when he was that age of course, but she was pleased to see that the resemblance didn't end with his face. To her wide, fascinated eyes, his big hard cock looked identical to the one that took her cherry so many years before.

Wesley positioned himself on all fours above her so that his erect cock was aimed straight towards her mouth while his own head was right above his mother's swampy pussy. He held himself still, letting his mother throw an arm around his waist and raise her head just enough to take the bulbous head into her mouth.

The teenager was sorely tempted to simply drop his hips and drive his cock all the way down her throat, but with a supreme effort of willpower he resisted the urge. There was just something so overpoweringly erotic about having his own mother gnaw on the end of his cock that he was only too happy to let her work at her own pace and make this wonderful experience last for as long as possible.

Taking a deep breath, Wesley lowered his head and started eating her pussy at last.

A hoarse cry rose from the other bed.

With both hands on the back of his daughter's head, David pumped yet another massive load of his seed straight down the teenaged girl's throat. Once more Sarah took her time about lapping up every last drop before she lifted her head and gave her panting father a mischievous grin. He smiled weakly back, more aware than ever of how old he was.

There had been a time when he could have not just kept up with this minx, he could have worn her out! His wife could attest to that.

Standing up on the bed over her father, Sarah took her time about stripping off all of her clothes. The girl posed and postured just a bit to make sure he got a good long look at every inch of the exquisite young body he had fathered. He couldn't have looked away from her if he wanted to and his cock came back to life as he took it all in, the shaft growing harder and harder and standing straight up.

Suddenly feeling a surge of strength from out of nowhere, David reached down with one hand to give his erection a few strokes and raised the other to beckon his little girl back down to him. She came willingly, straddling him and sinking down to take her father's big cock into her tight, wet cunt.

Wesley didn't back off this time when he sensed his mother was just about to climax.

Gloria had been deep throating him when she realized that a huge orgasm was about to overtake her, so she let his member slip out of her mouth, wrapped both arms tight around his waist, and rode out the biggest climax of her entire life with her boy's manhood pressed against her cheek. She wanted desperately to take him back into her mouth and give him the kind of orgasm he had just given her, but she just couldn't as she needed to catch her breath and find her bearings first.

Before she knew what was happening, he had moved from atop her and roughly flipped her over so that she was now lying on her belly. Gloria wasn't sure exactly what he was up to but couldn't have refused him anything at that point. She lifted her head and suddenly found herself watching as her baby girl screwed David hard, deep, and very fast.

It was an incredible sight and she just couldn't pry her eyes away from the forbidden activities on the other bed. As she had made love to Wesley, she had almost forgotten that they weren't alone, that the world extended farther than the confines of this double bed.

She started when she felt her legs being pushed wide apart, the bed shifting as her son got himself positioned behind her. She discovered exactly what Wesley had in mind then as he started to work his spit-slickened dick up into her ass. She had never taken a man in the butt before and her inexperience showed as she tensed up and slowed his entry down considerably, but he kept at it determinedly until he was fully sheathed inside her.

With her wide eyes focused on her husband and daughter and both hands clenching the bed sheets tightly, Gloria had anal sex for the first time in her life in a cheap motel room miles from home with her own son doing the honors.

All of them exploded in violent, over-powering orgasms at almost the same time. Wesley came and was followed closely by Sarah. An instant later found their parents joining them in a heaving, shuddering series of climaxes, but then all four of them simply collapsed on the beds in utter exhaustion.

Their was silence in the room then, broken only by their shallow, rapid breathing and an occasional happy moan. The room stank of sweat and sex and seemed to be spinning around the two couples.

It was the two teenagers who started to move first, pushing themselves up awkwardly to a sitting position and surveying the results of their wickedness with satisfied smiles.

Lying on her belly on one of the bed's still, Gloria could not help but take a moment to just look at her daughter. Something else she had never done before was have sex with another woman, but she had always wondered what it would be like. Considering how many other rules her family had broken tonight, she decided she wanted to break just one more.

Sarah and Wesley's eyes had met by this time though and it occurred to them at the same time that they had not yet had the chance to sample the pleasures of sibling incest. With their parents seemingly down for the count, they were focused only on each other as they shook off their weariness and rose to embrace each other in between the two beds.

Neither even noticed how Gloria's pushed herself halfway up and reached out one hand towards her daughter, only to fall back disappointedly when Wesley took Sarah into his arms.

The teenagers kissed deeply, holding onto each other so tightly that their body's were being crushed together. Wesley's hands slowly slid down his sister's back to her ass and he took a cheek in each hand and lifted. Sarah's broke the kiss long enough to let out a little squeal as her feet came off the ground, her arms around his neck and her legs going around his waist.

David raised himself up on his elbows to watch his two children, a proud smile on his lips even as his cock started to stir. There was clearly still some life left in him and he reached down with one hand to start stroking himself. Gloria was also watching in fascination, her earlier disappointment all but forgotten as she rolled over on her side and propped her head up with one hand. Her other hand caressed her breasts for a moment, but soon slid down between her legs.

Never breaking the kisses they were showering on each other, Wesley turned and carefully moved back to the bed he had just fucked his mother on. Pulling his mouth from his sister's, Wesley grinned and leaned forward so that the two teenagers fell onto the bed. Crashing to the bed with her brother's full weight atop her, Sarah couldn't help but let out an, "Oof!" but did not release her hold on him.

As her two children made out hungrily, their bodies restlessly and relentlessly moving against each other, Gloria craned her neck just a little to see what was going on between their legs. His cock was already good and hard again already and rubbing it's way along the furrow of his sister's twat, but Gloria could see that it might be a little awkward for him to actually get inside her considering how they were holding each other.

It came as a complete surprise to Wesley when he suddenly felt a hand on his cock, gently guiding him right into Sarah. He glanced briefly back to see his mother with a little frown on her face, completely focused on getting him into his sister, and he just had to smile a little, but then he returned his full attention to Sarah.

As their parents closely watched every moment and masturbated themselves vigorously, brother and sister gave each other a slow and very thorough fucking. Admittedly though it would have been hard to give each other a hard, wild screwing as tightly as their bodies were bound together at that time.

Sarah came first, enduring an exquisitely deep and satisfying little orgasm. Another one followed almost immediately though, a bigger and more powerful one that seemed to be triggered by her brother shooting a seemingly endless stream of his seed deep into her twat. Sarah's long legs loosened and then completely let go.

No longer bound by her strong, tightly squeezing legs, his thick dick still fully entrenched in her twat and apparently not softening in the least, Wesley didn't hesitate then to give his sister a much harder, much wilder fucking that brought them both to huge orgasms. In the aftermath, the sound of gasps and sighs caught the attention of the two teenagers and they looked around to see their mother shuddering through an orgasm and their father shooting a stream of cum high into the air.

The hour was very late by then and the entire Gaffney family was pretty exhausted, but even so Gloria was all ready to get her hands on her beautiful young daughter. Her hopes of having her very first lesbian experience were dashed though when everybody else started yawning and stretching and talking about going to bed and getting some sleep.

All three of them seemed to be ready to get some sleep and Gloria grudgingly accepted this without complaining. It didn't really matter if she didn't get to make love to Sarah tonight, she supposed. Now that she and her family were lovers she imagined that she would have plenty of chances to wear that little girl out in the future.

She got into bed and smiled to herself as her husband spooned up behind her and wrapped an arm around her middle. Over on the other bed, Wesley was lying on his back with one arm around his sister's shoulders as she lay her head on his chest and Gloria couldn't help but laugh softly to herself as she remembered how all of this started.

In moments, they were all sound asleep.
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After all of their wild exertions of the night before, the Gaffney family slept very late the next morning, but finally the sunlight filtering in through the window curtains was too bright to ignore any longer and they started to stir.

Sitting up in the bed, Gloria yawned and stretched languidly, not minding in the least when the sheets slipped down to expose her naked breasts to her whole family. After everything that happened the night before, what did it matter? None of them had put anything on before going to sleep and in any case she was hoping for a nice breakfast fuck from her daughter this morning! She looked around at everybody and her ecstatic smile faded at what she saw.

There was something wrong with the other three. There was an awkward, tense silence in the motel room that morning and Gloria herself was the only one showing any nudity. All the rest of them had their blankets puled right up to their chins as they carefully avoided catching so much as a glimpse of anybody. Everyone seemed so incredibly uncomfortable.

To Gloria's horror, it looked like everyone was rethinking their earlier behavior in the bright light of day.

David lifted one arm to look at his watch. "Um, I guess I'd better go get a shower." He spoke in a low, nervous voice and everyone jumped as the sudden sound broke the heavy silence. "I should go and see how they are doing with that car, too." As if afraid to be seen nude even by his own wife, he leaned over and scooped up his underwear from the ground and slipped them on underneath the sheets. Taking a deep breath, he slid out of the bed then, gathered up the rest of his clothes, and darted into the tiny bathroom.

Both Wesley and Sarah went to extraordinary lengths to avoid seeing him as he went past, but Gloria just stared at him in speechless astonishment until he was gone, then looked at her children. By now the two of them were trying to find their clothes and get back into them without seeing each other or their dumbfounded mother.

Not an easy task considering they were both in the same bed and trying to dress under the sheets at the same time!

Gloria just sat there and tried to understand what was going on, her breasts still out in the open for all to see if any of them could have found the courage to look. Wasn't last night the best sex any of them had ever had? Hadn't they all felt the same incredible closeness and love with the others that Gloria had? She couldn't imagine why everyone was being this stupid. Were they all really going to try to sever that intense and unique bond they had formed the night before?

David came out of the bathroom a moment or two later, clean and once more dressed but still looking troubled. "I'd better go see about that car." He walked straight across the room to the door, his eyes straight ahead for fear of seeing his own family.

With his hand on the door knob, he paused and finally forced himself to turn and look at them. It hurt Gloria so much to see her husband actually wince at the sight of her bare breasts. "Listen everybody, about last night . . ." His voice faltered for a moment and he had to look down for a moment and gather himself before trying again. "Under the circumstances, I think it would probably be best if we all pretend that last night never happened."

Gloria was too shocked to say even one word when both Wesley and Sarah quickly agreed to this.

David left quickly then and shut the door behind him.

Both Wesley and Sarah seemed to want to get into that bathroom and wash away the last traces of their unspeakable crime, but the boy was faster. Sarah had to go back to the bed and sit down on it, her head down as she ran a hand over it and remembered how she had screwed her own brother right there immediately after getting nailed by her own father.

"Sarah?" Gloria called over to her hesitantly, sighing when she saw the girl duck her head even farther. It was obvious that she didn't want to talk, but her mother persisted. "What's going on, Sarah? You're not really going to just try to forget last night, are you? Didn't you feel it, honey? Didn't you feel that incredible connection between us all? I can't possibly be the only one who felt it."

She got no answer for several long moments, but just when she thought the girl wasn't going to be able to bring herself to answer her, Sarah spoke in a voice so soft that her mother almost didn't hear her. "It was wrong, Mom. It was incest! Incest is wrong."

"It didn't feel wrong to me last night."

"We all got carried away last night. Last night shouldn't have happened."

Gloria's shock at her family's behavior was melting away rapidly now and being replaced with a furious anger. They had given each other the most precious gift of all last night and now these people honestly intended to just throw it all away! She couldn't believe she had given birth to such stupid kids, married such a dunce. The intimate connection they now had with each other was something that should be cherished and revered, not discarded.

The bathroom door opened again and Wesley emerged, clean and fully dressed. "I'm starving. I'm going over to that little convenience store next to the motel to see what I can find to eat." In all honesty he just wanted to get away from everyone and from this room where all he could think about was what had happened here the night before. He was out the door before his mother or sister could react.

Sarah got up and took a step towards the bathroom now.

"Sit back down, Sarah."

There was an icy edge to her mother's voice and such an unfamiliar power behind it that the teenaged girl froze in mid-step, looking back and averting her eyes when she saw her own mother topless. "I need to . . ."

"I said sit back down, damn it! Do it this instant!"

As she returned to the bed and sat down, Sarah found herself thinking how she couldn't remember ever hearing her mother swear before. She stared hard at the wall, tensing up when she heard the older woman throwing off the covers and brazenly walking over to her still in her birthday suit. The smell of sweat and sex on her mother was strong as the older woman sat down next to her on the bed and Sarah could not help but breath it in deeply.

"Are you seriously going to tell me that you didn't feel it last night?" Gloria demanded. "That last night wasn't the greatest experience of your life? That you didn't feel closer and more intimately bonded with the rest of your family?" Her hand went to the girl's cheek to turn her head so that she could look her in the eye finally. "Are you going to tell me that you have ever felt happier and more loved than you did last night?"

Sarah couldn't deny any of that and didn't try, but she did repeat, "Incest is wrong, Mom."

Gloria smiled and leaned in to kiss her daughter's lips tenderly. The teenager didn't resist, but tensed up at first and did not kiss her back. When her mother's hand went around the back of Sarah's neck to pull her in for a deeper kiss however, the girl's mouth opened and she found herself kissing her back hungrily. However, Gloria's other hand came to rest on the girl's thighs, Sarah pulled away suddenly.

They gazed into each other's eyes for a long moment, then Sarah looked away and muttered, "this is wrong, Mom." Leaping to her feet, she dashed into the bathroom just as fast as she could and locked the door.
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The rest of the Gaffney's trip home was marked by the same tense and uncomfortable silence that they had greeted this morning with.

They had not been intending to stay out overnight and so none of them had brought along a change of clothes. Not even Gloria, who now had to finish the trip in a blouse that had been practically torn off her by the son who now could hardly stand to look at her. She didn't even try to hold it closed though and had pointedly refused to put on her bra and so her full breasts were visible not just to everyone in the car but to anyone they passed.

Gloria was as silent as the rest of them, staring straight ahead through the windshield, but inside she was fuming. She just could not believe that the rest of her family was being so stupid about this.

They should be celebrating what happened last night, rejoicing in their newfound closeness, not trying to pretend that it never happened.

She had thought for just a moment that she might have been successful in making that point with her daughter. Certainly, that kiss they had shared had been intense and incredible and had left her desperately wanting more, but then Sarah had disappointed her by running away.

On the other hand, Sarah had responded for a while there. She wondered if it might be worth it to press the issue a little more with her.

In the backseat, Sarah stared out the side window at the passing scenery and worked hard to resist the urge to gaze at her mother instead.

Running her fingertips lightly over her lips, she found herself thinking more and more about that kiss the older woman had given her in that motel room. There was just no denying that she had felt a huge surge of emotion as they french-kissed and between this and that bold hand on her leg, she had almost weakened and made love to her own mother!

Sarah had not gone into last night a virgin. She had kept her cherry for a long time, handing out blow jobs to the boys as a sort of consolation prize since she wouldn't let them into her pants. It was all that practice that had given her the oral skills her father had so marveled over last night. She had finally spread her legs for her current boyfriend only after she was convinced that they were in love and after being reassured that he would always use a condom. It sometimes seemed that she and her guy did nothing but fuck anymore and quite frankly that was just fine with her.

She had never felt a such an overpowering wave of pleasure from anything he did though that came close to matching what she had gotten from one kiss from her own mother! If she had lingered on that bed for just a moment or two longer . . .

Next to her, her brother Wesley was staring blankly out the window at the passing scenery, too, lost in his memories of what had happened the night before.

He couldn't imagine what had gotten into the four of them and made them do all the wild and crazy things they had done, but he had to admit that those few hours had been the most exciting of his entire young life. He had fooled around with a couple of girl's before, but it had never been so intense and pleasurable as it was when he fucked his own sister and mother.

His parents had gone to a lot of effort to teach him and his sister right from wrong though and no matter how much fun it was incest was right at the top of the list when it came to wrong. He figured that it wouldn't have happened at all if they hadn't been so exhausted from driving around all day. Last night had been a huge mistake that simply wouldn't have happened if any of them had been thinking clearly.

Like his Dad had said, it was best if they all just pretended that it had never happened. Stealing a glance at his sister and then looking away quickly when he felt something start to stir in his pants, he just knew that was going to be hard to do.

Behind the steering wheel, David was driving the car mechanically. It was fortunate that he knew the route he was taking like the back of his hand because he was really paying very little attention to where he was going.

In his head, he was kicking himself for letting things get so out of control.

He was Sarah's father, for God's sake! He hadn't been blind to what a beautiful young woman she was growing into, but he had no business doing to her what he had done last night. It was wicked, sinful, and unnatural for a man to screw his own daughter's brains out!

The whole experience had left him frightened and very worried. What if he got his own daughter pregnant?! She was still a teenager and far too young to be having kids of her own. Besides, when she gave birth to a baby with two heads and webbed toes, he couldn't imagine anyone in the hospital doubting for even a moment who the father was. Of course, there was also at least a chance that his own wife might give birth to such a child thanks to their son Wesley.

Everything he had known his entire life told him that he and his family had made a huge mistake and that continuing this immoral relationship would only lead to heartache and pain. Gloria was his wife and he didn't know if he could endure the jealousy of watching her regularly spend time being intimate with another man, especially if she came away from it more satisfied than she ever had been with him. How could he and Wesley ever hope to have a normal father/son relationship if they were always vying with each other for Sarah's attention?

No, putting an end to this here and now and putting it behind them was the best possible thing they could do in this situation.
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The Gaffney's managed to get home without any further incident, but things remained quiet and tense between them.

David took to his little workshop out in the garage where he could pretend to tinker with something. Gloria just plopped down in front of the TV and zoned out. Wesley and Sarah managed to get out of the house entirely and spent time with their various friends. They were all making a conscious effort to avoid spending any time together.

After a weekend of this sort of thing, Gloria was of the opinion that things were just getting more tense and difficult between them. Something had to be done to get everyone to relax and be more at ease with each other. She still thought that they had made a huge mistake by giving up this incredible new sort of intimacy and she said so to her husband one evening.

He had explained to her his deeply rooted fears of how their family would be torn apart if they did try to continue committing incest, to which her answer had been that it was being torn apart anyway by all the needless guilt and shame they were all heaping on themselves over it. David was unmoveable on the subject though and tried to reassure her that given a little more time all of this would pass and be forgotten.

That simply wasn't good enough for Gloria though. She didn't want to forget about what had happened in that motel room. She wasn't going to even try, either. As far as she was concerned, what was going to tear her family apart was not the incest but all of the unnecessary shame and guilt they were heaping on themselves. She was just going to have to find another way to handle this.

When Monday arrived and her husband was at work and her son left to spend some more time with his friends, Gloria found herself all alone at home with her daughter. This was perfect as far as Gloria was concerned, remembering how well the girl had responded to her kiss in that motel room at first. One on one, without the rest of the family there to whine about how sinful they thought it all was, she thought she had a fair chance of showing her daughter the error of her ways.

She marched down the hall to the girl's bedroom.

Sarah was lying on her belly atop her bed in jeans and a T-shirt, flipping slowly through a magazine.

She was well aware that she was all alone in the house with her mother now and was also well aware that her mother thought that the family should get over itself and hop into bed just as they had back in that motel. That was why she had been a fixture in her own bedroom this entire morning and why she meant to stay there until either her brother or her father or, better yet, both returned.

She was very deliberately avoiding her own mother not just because she thought the older woman might put the moves on her, but because she was very afraid that she would not be able to tell her no. Everything she knew told her that incest was wrong, but she just could not stop thinking about what might have happened if she had stayed on that bed in the motel and let her mother do whatever she wanted to her.

Her head snapped up in surprise when the door suddenly swung open and none other than her mother herself stood there in the doorway looking down at her. They were both frozen in place for a long moment as they just looked at each other.

It was obvious to the girl what her mother was there for and as she gazed up into her eyes she knew that she would not have the strength to refuse her. Somehow, she knew that the older woman could see that she wasn't going to put up a struggle, that she was her's for the taking, and that knowledge both thrilled and frightened her at the same time. There would be no escaping her fate this time.

Gloria walked into the girl's bedroom and over to the side of the bed, reaching out to pick up the magazine and look through it briefly and disinterestedly. When she tossed it aside carelessly at last, her eyes returned to her daughter. In a voice that was hoarse with emotion and excitement, she commanded, "On your back."

Sarah rolled over onto her back without question or comment, waiting for whatever her mother might do.

Smiling proudly, Gloria sat down on the edge of the bed and reached out with one hand to firmly take hold of one of the girl's pert breasts. The younger woman gasped and shuddered at the forbidden touch from her own mother, her eyelids fluttering closed.

Gloria was pleased with the girl's immediate and unquestioning submission to her. Just touching her own flesh and blood like made her entire body feel like it was on fire, but it was made all the more exciting by how passive and compliant Sarah was being to whatever she said or did. She had never before been able to understand what some people saw in domination and submission games, but the feeling of power and control she felt right now was helping her figure it out.

Sarah's eyes opened again and she looked up at her mother, running the tip of her tongue slowly and sensuously over her lips. Gloria's smile got even broader and she bent forward to kiss those lips tenderly. It was obvious that the younger woman was hoping for a longer, deeper kiss, but Gloria just let their mouths brush across each other before she pulled back again.

That was bad enough, but Gloria also let go of her daughter's breasts and just sat there next to her with a big grin on her face and her arms crossed. She seemed to be waiting for something, but Sarah couldn't begin to guess what it might be.

"Please, Mom . . ." Sarah whined desperately as she sat up, unable to sit still as her excitement built rapidly. "I need you . . ."

"But incest is wrong, Sarah," her mother reminded her, "you told me so yourself." She reached out to brush some of the teenager's hair back from her face. "Are you such a slut that you're prepared to break the incest taboo? Again?" Sarah whimpered needily and nodded, biting her bottom lip.

"I'm not going to play any more of your silly games, bitch!" Gloria snarled, grabbing a fistful of the girl's hair and making her squeal as she jerked her head back. She was absolutely reveling in the control she held over this sexy little teenager and couldn't believe how wet her cunt already was. "I'm not going to fuck you just to have you start whining and crying about how wicked and sinful incest is! If you want your Mom to screw you senseless, you're going to have to accept that I'm in charge now."

Panting and groaning, almost out of her mind with excitement from being manhandled and yelled at like this by her own mother, Sarah whispered, "Yes, ma'am. I'll do whatever you say. I swear to God. Please fuck me . . ."

Gloria could not help but laugh, thinking that she had never guessed that she was raising this girl to be her very own whore. She let her go, then commanded, "Take your clothes off." She just sat there and watched as the teenager hurried to tear off all of her clothes, offering no help and trying to keep a bored, disinterested expression on her face.

Her hands on her daughter's shoulders, Gloria pushed her back down on her back on the bed. "What are you, Sarah?" she whispered urgently, leaning over her so that their faces were mere inches apart and their breasts bumped against each other.

"I'm a slut, Mom. I'm your slut."

"Good girl."

Without any further delay, she kissed her daughter firmly on the mouth.


When Wesley returned home a few hours later, he was more than a little surprised to discover that nobody seemed to be home.

Frowning uncertainly, he made his way cautiously through the house as if reconnoitering enemy territory. The house may have seemed silent and empty, but something deep inside him told him that something very wrong was going on here. He thought he knew what it might be and that belief was justified when he heard a deep moan of absolute ecstacy from his sister's bedroom.

Holding his breath, hoping that he was right and very afraid that he just might be, Wesley edged his way silently up to the open doorway to his sister's bedroom and stuck his head inside. His eyes were as wide as saucers and his jaw hit the floor as he found himself face to face with the sexiest and most erotic vision of his entire life.

His mother and sister were both naked and in a lewd tangle on the bed. From all appearances, the two women had probably spent the whole day fucking, their bodies seeming to glow and their hair in wild disarray and plastered down with their sweat.

Yes, it was incest and yes, it was wrong, but Wesley just couldn't resist the chance to add a male presence to that bed. He had his pants and underwear around his ankles and his big cock was already standing at attention before either of the two women even noticed that he was there.

Gloria might have allowed him to watch them and play with himself, but when he took a step towards the bed she put her foot down. "Not so fast, young man!" she barked, bringing him to an immediate halt. "Nobody invited you to join us. You don't like incest, remember? You think we should pretend that it never happened, remember?"

He stared at them in shock. "But . . ."

"Beat it, buster. If I or my little fuck toy here decide we want to play with you we will let you know."

In desperation, Wesley actually pointed at his bobbing, hard as a rock manhood and pleaded, "But what about this?!"

His mother grinned. "Beat that, too."


Though they did take an occasional break to rest and get something to eat or drink and once to share a long, hot shower, Sarah and Gloria spent the rest of the day making love to each other. In fact they were still in bed by the time David got home from work.

Gloria's husband was horrified to find that the two women were committing incest again and that his son had apparently rubbed his dick raw while fantasizing about them since he wasn't being allowed to join then no matter how much he pleaded. He had hoped they would soon be able to put their terrible indiscretion in that motel room far behind them, but the rest of his family seemed determined to wallow in degradation.

It was quickly made clear that Gloria thought she was in charge now and he was amazed by how both of the kids seemed eager to jump to obey her. When he begged them all to stop this awful behavior at once, he was completely ignored. Watching his wife take their son's cock into her mouth to give it a nice, soothing blow job, and seeing his daughter bury her face between her mother's legs was all more than he could stand and he had to turn and walk out of the room.

No matter where he went in that house though, he was serenaded by the sounds of his wife and children making love.

They did offer to let him join in, of course. Remembering what a good lay he had been in that motel room, Sarah begged and pleaded with him to stop being such a stick in the mud. In all honesty, David would have loved to have been able to set aside his feelings and get back into his daughter's tight little cunt and skilled mouth, but he simply couldn't.

It took a couple of months for him to finally accept that his family wasn't ever going to stop their sexual games, months when he could barely bring himself to look at any of them or even to touch his own wife, but when he did he filed for divorce.

By then though, Gloria and her two teenaged slaves had all but forgotten he existed anyway.​