Incest/Taboo The Nordward Family

"So where did you find him?" Sarah asked as she pulled Margaret off to the side away from Dean.

"Mom found him working at some small trust and mutual fund company," Margaret said her eyes running down Dean's back as Matthew and Beth chatted with him. Biting her lip longing to see that ass of his gracing her bed.

"I know that look Margaret spill," Sarah said smirking pulling her into the grand drawing room so they wouldn't be overhead.

"God how his fingers felt so good deep inside me!" Margaret said leaning against the wall. "The way his cum tasted as me and mother shared it."

"Oh!" Sarah's eyes lit up at the thought of tasting her little brother. "How big was he?!"

"Big!" Margaret said hungrily. "How I can't wait to have it within me," she purred.

"How big Margaret?!" Sarah asked pressing up against her sister kneading her breast.

"Eight inches maybe bigger," Margaret shuddered as her sister pinched her nipples. How she hated that Sarah knew how to turn her on so easily.

"Would you mind sharing him with me?" Sarah asked lustfully whispering into Margaret's ear. Her tongue teasing her earlobe before her lips gently tugged on it.

"Mmmhmmm," Margaret moaned into her mouth to keep those in the other room from hearing them.

"So where's Dad?" Margaret heard Dean ask as she and Sarah rejoined them.

"After his heart attack and stroke we thought it best to place him in full time care. Where he can get the care he needs," Kathleen said sadly as she pressed up against her son. "Yet I fear he won't be around for much longer," she said wiping away her fallen tear. Keeping her smile from her face as Dean's arm pulled her in close. In truth she and Edmund had since fallen out with one another. Due his wandering eye and his inability to keep his small cock inside his pants. She saw it perfectly natural to have his fun with their children, yet his stepping out on their marriage that she couldn't forgive. "But, come let's get you settled in your old room," Kathleen said her hand lingering on his abs.

"I'll have Charlotte whip up a big dinner for us," Matthew said giving his mother a knowing smile.

"Yes, we must celebrate Dean's return home," Sarah said nodding slyly looking at her brother's groin. Wishing she was the one to break in that cock of his.

Dean looked around his old room seeing what had been replaced, moved, or left alone since his years away. Unaware that his mother had slowly closed the door behind her locking it as well. To keep form being interrupted by what she was going to do to her son. Quickly undressing as he surveyed his room. Silently lowering her zipper on her skirt as Dean rummaged through his drawers, and his closet. Marveling at the new set of clothes that greeted him as he ran his hand down the material.

"Dean," Kathleen said lustfully as her panties daggled on the tips of her fingers. Watching as her youngest son's eyes widen at the sight of his naked horny mother. "I told you baby I'm going to enjoy having that big, hard, throbbing cock deep within my naughty pussy," she said pushing him backwards towards his bed. Smirking madly as she watched his body bounce as he tried to escape. Yet that wasn't going to happen not when she saw his cock stirring against the fabric of his pants. "Now, mother is going to take care of her wayward son," Kathleen said crawling along the bed, as she straddled his body. Her breast lightly kissing along his chest as she savored the man beneath her.

Ripping open his dress shirt listening as the plastic buttons flew across the room. Sitting on his lap, feeling that growing hardening bulge rubbing against her hot mound. Her hands running up his bare chest a deep rumbling purr emanating from within her chest. Her brown eyes absorbing everything committing everything to memory. However, she knew after today his cock was going to bring her to climax over, and over, and over again. For as long as she could maintain a sexual relationship with her son.

"Baby do you like your mother's tits?" Kathleen asked as she palmed her breast. "I know how you enjoyed Margaret's now come here and have a taste of mine," she commanded lifting him up by his tattered shirt. Gasping as his mouth captured her left breast like he would always do when he was an infant. Feeling her body coming alive after years of not having a man beneath her. While she loved how her daughter could eat her swollen cunt out. She need the hard male organ that was currently pressing against her wet lips. "Fuck yes Dean! Suck on your mother!" Kathleen moaned loudly as her hips moved on their own. Feeling her hot juices soaking into his dress pants. "Yes! Yes! Use that masterful tongue of yours!" she growled as her hands ran through his hair.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Kathleen cried out as her body succumbed to her orgasm. Her leg's clapping around his waist, her back arching, her breath coming out in heaves as the aftershocks racked her body. "No more foreplay sweetheart," she said pushing him back down onto the bed. Leaning over him a wicked sinful smile graced her lips as she leaned over him. Her right hand running down his chest as her son looked deeply into her eyes. "We won't be needing this any longer don't you think," Kathleen said unbuckling his belt. Tossing it across the room as she lowered herself. She just had to taste those lips of his. She had been jealous of her daughter at how well he had return Margaret's kiss in his office. Sinking into her lust as their lips locked, their tongues exploring each other, the sound of his zipper as the brass yielded to her fingers. Moaning into his mouth as her hand ran down the length of his cock. Kathleen couldn't remember when she had a cock the size of her son deep within her hungry cunt. "Now Dean your naughty, dirty mother is going to fuck this fine cock," Kathleen said smiling mischievously as she watched his eyes roll in the back of his head. The sounds of his nails dragging along the fabric of the comforter.

"I'm so wet," Kathleen said rubbing his bulbous head through her throbbing lips. "See what you do to your sinful mother. Don't you want to please her with this fine cock baby," she said not waiting for his answer as she lowered herself onto his steel rod. Sharp intakes of air engulfed her lips as Dean's cock inched deeper inside her. "So deep! So good!" Kathleen moaned tossing back her head. Her folds squeezing his cock as she raised and lowered herself on that hard member between her legs. "Yes! Dean shove that cock deep into your mother!" Kathleen gasped as his hip pumped his cock with a vigor. "Cumming! Fuck so soon!" she said through ragged breaths as euphoria filled her eyes. "Dean? Don't you love how your mother's hot cream feels on your cock baby?" Kathleen asked as she bit down on her lower lip. Her brown eyes flaring in hunger as she watched his slow nod. "Does this mean you be willing to give me this cock whenever I want it?"

"Yes," Dean moaned he couldn't believe how tight his mother was. His soon to be ex-wife had never felt this good and she was twenty years her junior. If he was dammed by fucking his mother then he was going to hell in a blaze of glory. Rolling his mother over, her auburn hair feathered out along his old bed. His mother smiling happily as her hands ran down his chest. Arching her back as Dean teased his mother with his super heated rod.

"Don't be a tease Dean! Shove that cock back into my dripping cunt!" Kathleen pleaded, moaning loudly as she felt his head pressing against her cervix. "That's it baby pound your mother's cunt. Own that dirty twat like it belongs to you," she growled bracing herself against the wall. Watching his rod gliding through her hot channel seeing her hot sticky cream coating his rod with each stroke. Loving the feeling of his balls slapping her ass as her core detonated. "Fuck! Yes! Yes! Yes baby! Make me cum! Make your mother cum on that delicious cock!" lights danced before her eyes as liquid fire flowed through her veins. Pinching her nipples as her muscle's trembled, her leg's locking around Dean's waist as her hips ground on his cock. "I can fill that cock ready to spill that tasty seed. Fill you mommy Dean, fill that starving pussy with your yummy cum baby!" Kathleen said sucking in a breath as his semen shot deep within her womb.

The lock to his door resounded throughout his room as Dean and his mother fought for breath. Sarah stood within the doorway her eyes lingering on her brother's cock. Dashing into the room, before he could object engulfing his manhood. Her tongue running along his shaft cleaning it of her mother's juices along with his remaining seed. Try as she might she just couldn't get his whole length into her hungry mouth.

"Dean?! Do you mind if I had my own spin on this cock?" Sarah asked rubbing his deflating cock along her lips.

"I mind sister!" Margaret said standing in the doorway. She had listened from the adjoining room, her cunt was sloppy wet from the numerous times she had came upon her fingers listening to them. "You may with my consent only after we had our time together Sarah," Margaret said staring down her older sister.

"But, Margaret its so lovely," Sarah said rubbing Dean's cock against her cheek.

"Yes I know it is," Margaret said her eyes never leaving it as she approached his bed. "I'm sure you'll get your chance soon," she said lifting her sister off the floor. Winking at Dean as she pushed Sarah out of the room. "Dean when you have showered, and changed into something not torn," Margaret said smirking sinfully. "I hope you don't mind if we can spend some alone time together," she said closing the door behind her.

"So baby, where is this wife of yours?" Kathleen asked her hand running along his chest. She had noticed the absence of a ring when they were at his office.

"Her mother's I would think, but, she won't be my wife for much longer," Dean said kicking off his shoes. His mind just couldn't understand how his mother could feel so good to him. When the woman he use to love was younger, supposedly tighter which now was another falsehood.

"Dean, sweetheart what do you mean at her mother's?" Kathleen asked watching as he tossed his shirt into the the trash bin. "Did she leave because of what happened to Ben?"

"No," Dean said in a monotone voice. "At the time of his death she couldn't even be bothered to be there with him. I was the one that left her!"

"Baby explain why wasn't she there for Ben?!" Kathleen asked propping herself on her elbow, feeling her son's seed leaking out of her satisfied cunt.

"Because she was off fucking her fuck toy while our son lay dying!" Dean yelled his pent up rage fueled his discarded pants flight into the far wall. "It wasn't until my son was gone from this world, at the crack of dawn she bothered to pick up her damn fucking phone!" he growled swiping off the books, papers, old school projects from his old desk. Scattering them across the room in his fit of anger. "Months! Months! She cared nothing for me, Ben, or our damn marriage! So no mother it wasn't because of my son's death, I was the one that left that harlot."

"Good! I rather not have that woman apart of this family!" Kathleen said her eyes narrowing in hate. Sliding across the bed knowing how his cum was leaving a trail along his comforter. "Now, you go and shower I'm sure Margaret is eager to see you," she said gathering his bedding into her arms. Dean watched his naked mother's ass she walked confidently out of his room. Smirking as she saw where his eyes lingered as she rounded the corner.

Dean stood underneath the hot stream of water that pour forth from the shower head. Hoping the hot water would drain away his rage that he felt just beneath his skin. He never wanted to explode like that in front of his mother like that, yet every time he thought about René it was enviable. Sighing as the water streamed down his body, leaning against the tiles hoping the steam would clear his mind. Unaware of the his bathroom door silently opening. Not noticing the shadow that darted past the cloudy glass shower door. Jumping at the sound out it opening behind him.

"Hello little brother," Beth said devilishly. "I just couldn't wait to have you for myself," she said stepping into the shower. "I heard you and mother, now its not often she talks dirty while having sex," Beth said closing the shower door behind her. "Its been a long time since I've heard her beg like that brother," her amber eyes running down his wet, naked body. Licking her lips savoring her younger brother as the water pounded on Dean's back. "You must have some kind of talent or tool," Beth said taking a step forward. Grinning madly as Dean took a step backwards, and then another until his back pressed into the water faucets. "What's wrong Dean surely you're not frightened by your older sister?"

"You no, but, that look is another thing all together," Dean said knowing he was trapped.

"Oh! Is that so little brother. Shall your big sister make it up to you," Beth said, looking up at her brother. "Does he not find the naked woman before him enticing?" she asked as her hand cupping his soft cock. "Margaret told me and Sarah about your kiss," Beth said her hot breath flowed along his skin, as her lips were only inches away from his. Her hand slowly stroked his cock wanting what her mother had. She knew no one would bother them, which was all the more pleasing. They knew the old wing was only for Dean. Her hand reached up, her fingertips danced along his skin, interweaving in his wet blond hair. Pulling him closer to her awaiting lips. Moaning into his mouth wishing that her husband, her brother knew how to work his tongue as Dean apparently did. "God! How I missed that," Beth whispered. "Would you mind if we did that again?" she asked studying his face. Her heart fluttered as Dean pulled her close, her nail's dragged down his back as his tongue set her body on fire. Pulling away biting her lip wondering where her little brother had learned to kiss like that.

"So little brother," Beth said over her shoulder, presenting her ass to him. Her hand moving over its curvature, taunting him with what he had been missing out on. "Well Dean? What are you waiting for. Come fuck me with that hard cock," she said smiling seductively. Gasping as she felt his broad head teasing her nether lips. "That's it Dean," Beth cooed as his cock inched into her hot mound. "Fuck me brother!" she said joyfully before spanking her ass. Her eyes flew wide as she felt his whole eight and a half inches within her cunt. "Fuck!" Beth cried out, this wasn't what she was excepting. She had thought his cock would have been the same size of Matthew's, and Brian's cock. God forbid the size of their father, she could understand why her mother had sought out her son's.

"Fuck your so big little brother! I love Matthew, but, god damn your cock is amazing. That's it don't stop fucking me little brother!" Beth moaned as she felt his balls slapping her clit. How her ass cheeks shook with each of his thrust. Moaning loudly as his cock touched her in place's that none of the other male members of her family could ever reach. "That's it right there don't stop," Beth begged as her orgasm reared its ugly head. Beth heard his grunts, the twitching, the swelling of his cock knowing where his hot seed would soon be.

"That's it baby cum in your dirty sister! Give her that cum she so hunger's for," Beth moaned as she reached down between her legs. Rubbing vigorous on her clit bring herself over the edge as she felt his sperm filling her cunt. "Yes! Yes! Dean oh Dean! That's it fill me with that cum baby!" Hanging her head smiling in satisfaction as she felt his cock slowly inching out of her spent twat. Breathing heavily knowing she was going to be riding his cock as long as she could.

Reaching down coating her fingers in his seed, tasting her sex and his on her skin. "Mmmm god he taste so good," Beth said to herself. Spinning around, sinking to her knees she wasn't about to allow the water to wash away her juice from his cock. "There all clean," Beth said as his cock left her lips in an audible pop. Smiling up to him loving how her taste had lingered on his cock. "You know I'm kind of jealous of Margaret now," she said rubbing his deflating member along her lips. "To get to fuck this amazing cock every time she wants," Beth said pouting. "You won't mind letting your sister have some of this every now and then?" she asked looking at him with doe like eyes. "Please! Little brother don't make me beg!"

"You have to clear that with Margaret," Dean said trying not to get hard again as her fingers teased his cock.

"If she agrees to it will you let me me ride this big cock?" Beth asked imaging how her little brother would look beneath her.

"Sure," Dean said wondering why he was giving in so easily.

"Good," Beth said rising from the shower floor. "Well hurry up you mustn't keep Margaret waiting," she said as she slipped out of the shower.

Margaret stood at the bottom of the grand winding staircase waiting for the man she loved. Her black slip dress flowed neatly down her body, its spaghetti straps tied in a cute little bow against the back of her neck. Her heart raced as she watched every step he took. She loved how his eyes looked at her knowing how her body was on display for him. Drinking in how his shirt moved over his muscle's, longing for the days where she would spend every hour tracing each and every one.

"Going some where sis?" Dean asked eyeing Margaret's attire. He had seen some beautiful women throughout his life, more so since he had moved back to New York. Yet they paled in comparison to the woman that stood before him. Granted all his sister's looked a like yet there was just something about Margaret. They way her lips curled into a smile, the slight redding of her cheeks, how she brushed back her raven hair. To him at least set his body on edge. Dean hadn't been so jittery around a woman since his prep school years. He just couldn't figure out why it was his sister that made him feel so young again.

"Oh! Here and there," Margaret said shyly. Smiling sweetly at her brother as he stepped off the landing of the stairs. "As long as you're there with me," she said fighting not to reach out to touch him.

"Anywhere in particular you wish to go?" Dean asked yet he couldn't stop the thoughts of how luscious her lips looked. Nor how much he wanted to feel them once again.

"I thought maybe you would like to walk through the hedge maze like we use to do."

"Is the gazebo still there?" Dean asked placing his hand on the small of her back. Stirring her towards the french double doors that lead to the entrance to the maze.

"Now you two stay within earshot, Charlotte will have dinner ready soon," Beth said from the entrance way to the library. Shooting her sister a jealous glance at the sheer luck of the equipment Dean had stashed in his jeans. Her cunt still throbbed from the well deserved fucking she had received from his hard rod.

"Why do you get to have him to yourself," Sarah said coming up from behind Beth. Unaware of what had taken place within his shower. "At least share our brother with us!"

"Sorry, but, he's mine!" Margaret said, before dragging her brother from the house. "Sorry about that Dean," she said peering over her shoulder. Watching her glaring sisters as they stood in the door watching them. "You know how they are always wanting to play with my toys before I could," Margaret said snuggling up to him. Dean kept his mouth shut about what he and Beth did, he had a feeling it wouldn't go over well if she knew. "Now come," she said pulling Dean into the maze. "You remember the times we would race through here? Trying to see which one of us could reach the other end before the other one did?" Margaret asked peering at him from the corner of her eye.

"Yes, though, I remember a certain someone cheating," Dean said with a mischievous smile, as his hand brushed along the leafs of the hedge.

"All scandalous lies!" Margaret said giggling. Pushing her body closer to his allowing Dean to feel the heat of her body. "But, if you think I've been a bad girl why don't you spank me," she whispered seductively into his ear. "That is if it doesn't cause something to rise," Margaret purred as her hand cupped his groin. "If it does then it requires extra punishment," she said her tongue teasing his ear, as they rounded the corner. Dean didn't know if he keep up the the constant demands of the women of his family. However, he was damn sure going to try he'd be a fool to allow this opportunity to pass him by.

"Oh! I think someone needs a spanking now," Dean said lightly smacking his sister's ass. Before squeezing her right ass cheek, watching as her cheeks, her chest quickly becoming flushed.

"Oh yes! You like my ass don't you," Margaret cooed loving how his hand felt on her body. "You know I've never sought out another man, while the men of this family have shared my bed I've never loved them in that way. Not in the way I love you Dean," she said stopping there advance. Turning Dean towards her, pushing him back against the boxwood hedge. "Now that I have you Dean, I'm not going to give you up ever again," Margaret said her hands running up his chest, as she looked deeply into his eyes. "I've seen you looking at my lips Dean," she said her face inches away from his. "I'm pleased that they and my body, mind are enticing to you," Margaret purred before her lush lips captured his.

Out of all the women Dean had dated none had kissed with so much passion as he felt in that one simple kiss. His arms moved along her back, his hands resting on her naked back pressing Margaret tighter against him. Sinking into the warmth he felt in that blissful kiss. The anger he felt for his cheating wife seemed so distant as his mind was a drift on that masterful tongue of hers. While the rage, the heartache of his son's death was still there for a moment he allowed himself to forget.

"Mmm," Margaret purred as her tongue flickered out brushing along the tip of his nose. Smiling triumphantly as she saw his glazed over eyes. "Dean I want you now, tomorrow, forever," she said unprepared as Dean assulated her lips. Her primal lust igniting as his tongue savagely tasted her, her hands taking hold of his face as she gave into her wanton passion. "Yes! I've waited so long for this!" Margaret said through gasps of breath. Her skin felt on fire as Dean kissed down her neck, gooseflesh rose as his hands migrated down her back. "That's it baby feel every part of me," she said urging him on. Moaning loudly as his hands cupped her ass feeling her channel growing wet. As she finally had the one she long for in her arms after years of waiting.

"Dinner!" Matthew called out. Margaret sighed in frustration as Dean had only just begun to tug on the knot that held her dress taut. "Come on Margaret I want to eat!"

"Fuck!" Margaret growled wondering if her sister would mind if they had one less brother. "Sometimes I hate that man!" she sighed. "But, least now I know there is something here," Margaret said softly, before pulling Dean in for one last kiss. Knowing how it would be on his mind throughout dinner.

"Oh look at you! You poor baby did Margaret do that to you," Sarah said pulling him away from her sister. "Come let your big sister take care of you," she said smirking at Margaret who glared evilly at her sister. "Now you sit right here so I can keep you safe from that ravenous woman," Sarah whispered into his ear, as she pushed him down into the chair.

"Excellent idea Sarah," Beth said carrying in the warm basket of rolls. "What better way to keep our little brother safe from her wanton exploration," she said leaning across the table allowing Dean to peer down her shirt. Letting him see that she wore no bra, slipping into the chair on his left as Sarah did on his right.

"Just what are you doing?!" Margaret asked ferocious at the sight.

"Settle down Margaret I'm sure they just want to be around Dean as much as they can," Brian said as he carried Susie into the dining room.

"You don't mind us sitting here do you Dean?" Sarah asked looking at him as her left hand rested on his crotch.

"It be like when we were kids," Beth said bumping his shoulder. Secretly fight off her sister's hand underneath the table.

"Margaret sit down its only dinner," Kathleen said as she entered the room. "I'm sure you can deal without Dean by your side till then," she said low so Susie wouldn't wouldn't hear.

"I'll make sure to take real good care of him," Sarah said smiling sinisterly at Margaret. Beth's hand muffling the sound as Sarah unzipped his pants.

"See so why don't you sit don't there," Beth said her fork pointing at the chair at the end of the table. All the while glancing at her her older sister who gave a gentle tap on her hand. "Now you behave little brother," Beth hissed into his ear eyeing Margaret as she scowled, her grip turning deadly white as she gripped her silverware. "We wouldn't want Margaret to know about our little encounter, " she said her lips brushing against his ear. "Now be a very good boy and let your sisters get you off in front of every one."

"I love how your cock feels in my hand," Sarah whispered hungrily.

"Mmmhmm," Beth moaned softly as her hand along with her sister's began to stroke him beneath the table. "Isn't this so naughty Dean," she said lustfully feeling his cock growing. "Do you like how your sisters will do anything, and I mean anything for you," Beth whispered into his ear, as her eyes glanced over to her younger sister. Smiling evilly as Dean bit down on his lower lip as their strokes worked in unison.

"Oh yes!" Sarah purred as her thumb circled around his bulbous head. "I can't wait to have a taste of that sweet cum," she said her free hand opening up a roll so she would have somewhere to place his hot sticky seed. Kathleen watched on knowing full well what they were doing to him. Her eyes flickering over to her other son's as they went about consuming their dinner. Wondering if they knew that Dean had forever overshadowed them. She loved her twins yet they had inherited their fathers small stature. Albeit an inch longer doesn't make up for what her youngest son had packing. If she wasn't going to give up that monster she knew her daughters wouldn't either. "All that precum going to waste shame," Sarah said feeling it coat her fingers. Glancing over to her husband who gave a slight nod as he cleaned off their daughter's face.

Making it appear like she accidentally dropped her soup spoon onto the floor. Slipping under the table as Beth held out his cock for her. Pulling back the table cloth so she could gaze at that wonder in the soft warm light. Licking her lips saying a prayer of thanks for what she was about to receive.

"How is Dean?" Beth asked her hot breath on his ear. "Having your older sister suck you off while dinner is going," she said moving her hand aside as she felt Sarah tap her hand. Yet she wouldn't be denied she needed this to have his sex on her or preferably in her. Cupping his balls as Sarah's hot mouth worked along his cock.

Sarah tried to contain her moan as her brother's cock poked the back of her throat. She needed to get it all the way in yet she never seen or had such a large tool in her life. She knew how ferocious Margaret was yet could she blame her for wanting what their brother had. Sarah reached down between her leg's as her tongue ran down his shaft. Pulling up the hem of her dress, pushing her lace thong to the side. Running her fingers through her lips she couldn't believe how wet she was just from sucking on Dean's cock. Her tongue circling his head tasting that salty dew, pulling her fingers out of her hot wet cunt. Running her juices down his cock she had to know just what it would taste like once they had finally fucked. Plus she needed to draw this out she wasn't about to give up his cock so easily to Margaret. She wouldn't interfere with their budding relationship. She knew since they were kids how much she loved Dean.

Sarah had watched as Margaret waited throughout the years for the man she loved to return to them. While she was hungry for the cock in her hand she wasn't about to break her sister's heart. Yet that wouldn't stop her from having that hard tool of his as often as she could. Yet first she needed to work on stuffing his cock as far as she could into her mouth. She wanted his whole length in there were she could show her brother her famous cock sucking skills. A devilish thought crossed her mind wondering if she had enough room. Shaking her head at the thought she didn't want her daughter to hear her mother in the throws of her orgasm. Returning Dean's cock back to where it belonged, working her tongue, her neck along his rod. Driving it as far as she dared go Sarah couldn't wait for that hot spunk to fill her ravenous stomach. Pulling his hips into her as his cum filled her wanting mouth. Beth's hand waving her over off she too wanted a taste.

Dean sighed heavily as he entered his room he couldn't remember when he had came so much in one day. The blue blinking light of his phone caught his attention, Dean had left it behind he didn't want his wife to ruin everything. Taking it off his nightstand bracing himself for what René had sent him.

"Well since you haven't bothered to call me!" Dean could feel his wife's scowl as she wrote that. "I'll take it as you're still mad and have no care about saving our marriage." Dean nodded he had no wish to prolong his suffering to an unfaithful wife. "Or may be you just need some time to yourself. Which I can understand I guess, but, if I haven't heard from you in the next two days. I'll take it as your decision to end this marriage."

"Dean," Margaret said softly knocking on his doorframe. Turning towards the sound of her voice, drinking in how the hallway light bathed his older sister. Margaret knew something was happening within him as his eyes lingered upon her. She felt his need, his longing for something that she hoped was forming between them. "What are you doing?" she asked stepping into his room noticing his phone in his hand. "Where you watching more video's of Ben?" she asked tentatively approaching him. Arching an eyebrow when Dean shook his head. "May I see then?" Margaret asked holding out her hand.

"Its just a text from the soon to be the former Mrs. Corven," Dean said trying to pocket his phone.

"Dean let me see," Margaret said authoritative holding out her hand. Narrowing her eyes as she read through the texts. Her amber eyes glanced up, as a sinister grin spread across her lush lips. "You don't mind if I take care of this here and now do you little brother?"

"Knock yourself out," Dean said turning around unbuttoning his shirt getting ready for bed.

"Good!" Margaret said with a stout nod. "You had your chance with a wonderful man, had a wonderful child by that same man. Yet that wasn't good enough for you! You had to go and destroy his world with your cheating ways. Now he will never be yours ever again not if I can help it!" Margaret typed out as she walked towards his door.

"Who the fuck is this and why do you have my husband's phone?!"

"He won't be your husband for much longer whore! As for me I'm the woman who's going to make sure he forgets all about your trampy ass! Where I will never betray him in the way you did, oh and don't bother texting him ever again. He'll be too busy fucking my brains out!" Margaret chuckled tossing his phone back to him. Her eyes running down his near naked state as Dean stood before her in blue and white stripped boxers. Moving up to him, her hands running up his naked chest, her tongue darting into his mouth. What she had said was true she was going to make sure that woman was forever gone from his mind. "Now let's get rid of these," Margaret said her hands pushing down his underwear. "You're mine now little brother and I will never hurt you," she said before pushing him onto the bed. Her finger directing him to move up to the head board.

"Now Dean where were we in the hedge maze," Margaret cooed seductively as her fingers tugging on the knot that held her dress taut. Dean's jaw hung agape as her black slip dress pooled around her feet. "This is what you were after yes?!" Margaret asked smirking triumphantly as she saw his cock beginning to rise.

"Beautiful," the word escaped his lips in a whisper.

"Is that true Dean you find me beautiful?!" Margaret asked her heart raced as he nodded. No words could ever described how his sister looked to him, even the word beautiful didn't seem to do Margaret justice. The way the light played across her body, the way her breast hung like heavenly orbs waiting to be plucked. The fire he saw in her amber eyes, the way her hips swayed as she walked. Her round taut ass taunting many a men to their ultimate demise. "Then I will no longer need these will I?" Margaret asked her thumbs hooked underneath the waistband of her black lace panties.

"Yes take them off!" Dean said grinning madly at his sister.

"Mmm that's what I like, a man who knows what he wants," Margaret said lustfully as her panties joined her dress on his floor. Where she hoped that many, many, many more of her articles of clothing would be lining his floor.

"Only a fool would pass up the chance to be with a woman as gorgeous as you Margaret," Dean said his eyes running down her naked body. To her neatly trimmed landing strip, to her pink lips moist lips.

"Do you like my cute little pussy brother," Margaret said as she lifting her right leg on to his bed. Running her finger through her slit watching as his eyes followed each stroke.

"Oh yes its a pretty little thing," Dean said feeling his cock surging to life.

"Good then you wouldn't mind pleasing my horny cunt with that mouth of yours," Margaret said positioning her nether lips above his mouth before he could answer. "Fuck!" she cried out as Dean's lips sucked gently on her throbbing clit that had been tormenting her since before dinner. "That's it baby suck on that clit," Margaret ordered breathing heavily as her hand ran along his cock. Sucking in a breath as she felt two of his fingers penetrating her hot mound. Massaging her folds seeking out the core of her heat as his tongue rolled around her clit. "That's it Dean make me cum, make me moan out as you taste my cream," Margaret moaned tilting her head back fighting back her tremors. The snapping of his fingers caught her attention as they pointed at his neglected cock.

"Oh! Yes sir right way," Margaret said teasingly, before her mouth engulfed his hard member. Her tongue lavishing on every inch of his cock as it pushed deeper into her mouth. Holding her breath as she inched it down her throat, gasping for breath as she came up for air. Before, returning to pleasing the man beneath her. Her hand working in time with her mouth as she alternated between deep throating. Feeling the swelling of his cock on her tongue knowing he was ready to cum. As much as she wanted to swallow his seed, she had a more proper place to deposit his hot cum. Margaret knew she was ovulating now with her man beneath her. It was her wish that now he would give her what she always wanted.

"Dean," Margaret said in a husky voice, as she rubbing his head through her saturated lips. "Are you ready for this, to become more then just brother and sister?" she asked lubing up his cock with his juices.

"Y...Yes," Dean studdered.

"Good answer," Margaret said smiling down at her brother, before plunging onto his rock hard cock. "Fuck!" she cried out as his whole length was stored in its proper sheath. "So deep! God she was a fool to ever give this up," Margaret cried joyfully as her hands ran up her stomach cupping her breast, as her hips ground into his pelvis. "That's it baby thrust that cock into that cunt. It's yours now make it please that hungry beast," Margaret said hungrily as she fell forward bracing herself on his headboard.

"Yes! Yes! Fuck your going to make me cum baby! Fuck yes do it! Make me into your horny bitch! Fu...ck," she growled as her juices overflowed his cock soaking Dean and his bed. "Don't stop fucking me Dean! Yes right there don't stop!" Margaret moaned out collapsing onto his chest. She couldn't remember when or if she ever came so hard. Yet now that she has had a taste of what his cock could do. She was going to ensure that he would never think about the life he had left. "Dean," she whispered into his ear. "I want a baby, your baby Dean. Will you love him or her like you loved Ben?" Margaret asked as she looked into his eyes.

"Yes always," Dean said his hands lavishing on her ass.

"Then fucking come in me baby, shove that cock deep inside me," Margaret growled thrusting down onto his cock. In time with his upward thrust sending his cock deep into her womb. "Yes! That's it fill your dirty bitch up with that hot cum!" Margaret screamed out smiling fiendishly as his hot seed spilled out into her fertile womb.

"You know never took you as one with a foul mouth during sex," Dean said sleepily as Margaret rested her had on his chest. "I think you even beat mother in that category."

"Is that a problem?" Margaret asked rubbing her hand along his chest.

"Umm not with me it isn't," Dean said seeing his door inched closed. He could have sworn he had seen Sarah watching them.

Margaret kissed him goodbye as Dean headed out the door. Wondering if he should just quit his job since he knew that would please them. Walking down the steps towards the awaiting limousine. Its tinted windows hiding the one member of his family he didn't see at breakfast. The doors locking instantly as he he slid into his seat. The knock on the partition telling their driver to take the very, very long way into the city. Dean took a dry swallow as he stared at his naked older sister.

"Morning little brother," Sarah purred as she uncrossed her legs. Allowing him to see her naked pussy. "Beth told me about how you fucked her in your shower," she said perturbed that she hadn't taken her brother any sooner. "Now you fucked Margaret and spectacularly I might add," Sarah said rising from her seat. "Now I want my turn at that huge cock that seems to make every woman of this family bow down before it," she demanded. Getting down on all fours presenting her ass to him. "Now take that fucking cock out and fuck your sister," Sarah growled spanking her ass. "Come on Dean," she said fingering herself to get his juices flowing. "I know you haven't unleashed your first load today. Since you left me to be the last one you satisfied. I want that huge first load right here in my horny dirty pussy," Sarah moaned lustfully. Smiling as she heard the sound of his zipper, the scuffling of his knees on the carpet.

"Oh! Yes!" Sarah hissed as his broad head pressed against her entrance. "Do it Dean shove that cock into your sister! Oh my god!" she howled as Dean thrust hard into her. "So big! So hard! So deep!" Sarah said through gasp of breath's as she fought to grow accustomed to his size and girth. "Don't you fucking stop! Pound my cunt! Make those balls slap my clit!" she moaned as the strength in her arms gave out. Sarah was lost in her wonder lust as Dean's hands held onto her hips. Propelling his hard tool into her hungry mound. She knew at that moment she would forever be addicted to his cock. "Fuck me Dean!" Sarah cried out as her breast swayed with every thrust of his cock. "I'm going to cum Dean! Make me cum on that cock!" Sarah growled spanking her ass again.

"Come on brother I know you can do better! Pound your sister into submission!" Sarah commanded her eyes going wide as his speed increased. Gasping in pain as his cock pushed through her cervix. Biting her lip so he wouldn't hear it, she wanted this she wasn't about to tell Dean to stop. "Oh fuck!" she screamed as her second orgasm racked her body. "Yes! Yes! So fucking good! God damn Dean fuck me harder! I'm sorry Brian, but, I'm a slut for this cock!" Sarah said to her disembodied husband. "Don't you dear pull out of me Dean! I want that hot cum deep in my womb were your cock is currently occupying," she growled looking over her shoulder.

"Now mark your bitch sister as your own!" Dean reached up taking hold of her ponytail slamming his hips into her ass. "Yes use me like a cheap whore brother!" Sarah begged. "Because I am a slut for that fine cock," she said pinching her nipple as her folds clamped down on his cock. Feeling her third orgasm taking over her body. "Oh god! Oh god! Oh god!" Sarah said as Dean's sperm erupted inside her womb as the peak of her orgasm hit. "Now let your slut clean off that masterful cock of her master," she said breathing heavily as she slid off his hard appendage. Loving how her taste soaked into his skin, slurping loudly seeing the skyline of the city approaching. "Dean want to blow off work today so I can take care of this cock all day?" Sarah asked with doe like eyes as his cock head rubbed along her lips. A devilish smile graced her lips as Dean nodded in agreement. Lowering the partition enough to speak with their driver.

"Bill change of plans! Turn around and take us home!" Sarah said before raising it once again. "I have something that needs the proper tender loving care," she whispered to Dean's cock. Sarah lead him back into the house once they had arrived. There standing in their nude glory were his mother and sisters waiting for his return.

"Come Dean its time for you to properly join the family," Kathleen said beckoning him with her index finger.
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