Doctor's Incestuous Family Collection 2

by Reed James

  I grinned at him, loving his eyes falling on my robe, belted loosely. I was naked beneath. I led him backwards into the bathroom, his eyes watching my tits bounce. His boxers fell off his hips as I held his cock like a leash, stroking him. He was so thick, so hard. Bigger than his father by an inch or so.

  Better than his father. He would never leave me for a hussy. He would always love his naughty mommy.

  I had fought this so much, I knew this was so wrong but after last night I just couldn't care. Not after how hard I came. How wonderful it was to feel like a woman again. My hand found the shower handle. I twisted it. It hissed on, water falling as I pulled my son to me, lifting my head to kiss him.

  When had he gotten taller than me?

  His lips were so hungry on my mouth. His hands were bold. They pushed open my robe, the lose knot coming undone. His hands found my large breasts, squeezing them. I shuddered, loving his touch, feeling like such a whore-mommy for letting my son fondle my big tits.

  Steam billowed out of the shower as I rubbed his hard cock against my stomach before moving it down to my pubic hair. He groaned into the kiss, squeezing my tits harder as my silky curls caressed the sensitive crown of his dick. He found my nipples, playing with them, making me feel amazing.

  I broke the kiss. “Mmm, you're so eager for Mommy's pussy.”

  “So eager,” he panted with all that youthful lust.

  “Good,” I groaned. “I need to relax. To calm down.”

  “Jenny's not a slut,” James said. “If you'd just calm down. We could go talk with her. Figure this all out. Just the three of us.”

  “Talk?” I asked, arching an eyebrow. “With this hardon? Don't you want Mommy to take care of it?”

  He opened his mouth, about to say something but then groaned as I moved his cock lower, letting him feel the heat of my pussy lips sliding wet on him. His hands squeezed hard on my tits.

  “That's what I thought,” I cooed, stepping backward into the shower. The hot water splashed on my naughty body. I pulled on his cock.

  He didn't resist.

  My son was on me the moment he stepped in, water spraying on that yummy body. He pushed me against the wall, his lips finding the nape of my neck. I groaned as he kissed me. His hands sliding down my wet body to grip my ass while I stroked that hard cock.

  The cock I made. I created him. The perfect lover.

  And he was all mine. Mommy's big, strong son.

  “Yes, yes, yes,” I moaned over the shower's hiss and water's splash. “Mommy needs you in her pussy. So badly. She's so wet for this cock.”

  “Yes,” he groaned into my neck, clenching his hands on my ass.

  I guided him, this wonderful cock, to my pussy. I rubbed him against my folds until he found the entrance. He thrust hard, returning inside me, filling me up. I groaned at the incestuous rush of his cock filling me up. I clenched on him, shuddering against him, my breasts pressed into his chest. He moaned into my neck, sucking, nibbling, teasing.

  He drew back his cock, sliding it through my folds. The friction shuddered through me. Pleasure burned hot. I groaned as he drew back and then slammed his dick into me. He filled me to the brim. My pussy clenched on his dick, loving him in me. My fingernails clawed at his back as he drew back and rammed his cock in again.

  And again.

  The steam billowed around us as he fucked me. The water was so hot on our skin, almost as hot as his body. I savored how tight we were pressed, how he gripped me, how he fucked me with that cock. My son's big, thick dick.

  “Oh, yes, fuck Mommy's naughty cunt,” I moaned, loving talking like that. It was so wrong, so taboo. And that made it feel so amazing. “Fuck your naughty Mommy.”

  “So naughty,” he groaned, his hips pumping. “You're almost as tight as...”

  He bit off his words as he rammed his cock into me. My eyes widened. I stared into his blue eyes as he fucked me, passion crossing his face. “Do you have a girlfriend?”

  “Yes,” he groaned. “Basically.”

  “And do you fuck her?” I hissed, undulating my hips, suddenly so turned on by this. I was jealous just minutes ago, but now that he was in me, his cock pumping in and out of my cunt, I burned. “Do you pound her naughty cunt like you pound Mommy's?”

  “Yes,” he growled, his hands clenching my ass. He kneaded them, pulling my butt-cheeks apart, making me tremble and groan. His fingers slid in between my butt-cheeks, caressing my sphincter.

  I gasped at that. His finger felt so wicked touching my sphincter. I had patients who confessed to doing anal. Some hated it, some loved it. My ex-husband always wanted it—I bet that slut who stole him away gave up her ass. But feeling James's finger play with my asshole, touching it, made my pussy clench on his dick. It was so...exciting.

  And then he pressed his finger into me. Into my asshole. I groaned, my eyes widening. I couldn't believe him. He was so bold. This was so wrong of him to do. He didn't ask. He just did it. He just pumped his finger into my asshole as he fucked my cunt.

  And I loved it.

  The sensations of his finger reaming my asshole mixed with his cock spearing into my pussy's depths. I groaned, my hips undulating, meeting his thrusts as he kissed me hard on the lips. He claimed my mouth, fucking me with such confidence.

  Who was his girlfriend? Why had he never mentioned her?

  I broke the kiss, panting, “Does she let you fuck her asshole?”

  “Yes,” he growled, thrusting even harder into me. Every time he buried into me, my clit throbbed against his pubic bone, the stimulation shooting through me. “She loves it when I fuck her ass.”

  “That's so hot,” I moaned, humping against him. The desire to fuck him grew even stronger hearing those words. I wanted to be such a whore for him. That thought surged such lusts through me. “What a naughty son. Fucking your girlfriend's ass, fingering Mommy's asshole. Mmm, such a bold, strong son.”

  “That makes you hot?” he growled, pounding me, burying that cock over and over into my pussy.

  “So hot,” I gasped, clawing at his back. “That makes Mommy so hot for her big, strong son's dick.”

  The pressure swelled in me. I was coming closer and closer to cumming. It was so fast. I was so hot. So turned on by my son. He was so sexy. My fingernails clawed at his back as my pussy and asshole clenched. He grunted, thrusting his dick harder into me, savoring my tight pleasure.

  His balls thwacked into my taint. My clit burst with rapture, crushed by his pubic bone.

  My body shuddered.

  Pleasure exploded through me. I groaned, my eyes widening as rapture surged through me. My pussy writhed about his dick, milking him, eager for his cum to flood my pussy. He slammed his dick so deep into me. Every thrust sent more waves of rapture washing through my body.

  “James!” I gasped in joy. “Oh, my god!”

  “You're cumming, Mom,” he groaned, sounding so full of pride. “You're cumming on my dick.”

  “Yes, yes, yes,” I hissed. “Such a good cock. Oh, you're back inside me. I love it. I love you. Mommy loves her big, strong stud.”

  He kissed me hard, slamming his cock over and over into my pussy. The pleasure kept rippling through me. It kept washing through my body. I shuddered, my eyes rolling back into my head. This was amazing. I trembled against him, my nipples throbbing on his chest as I clung to him. He was such a great son.

  Such an amazing lover.

  And he hadn't cum yet. He had so much more stamina than Pete ever had. I don't know how James didn't flood me the moment I started cumming. But I was so grateful as another orgasm burst through me, washing through my slutty body.

  I was just as much a whore as my daughter. I was so jealous of this other girl James fucked, and so turned on picturing him ramming his cock into her. It was so wrong. This was all so messed up. But in such a wonderful way.

  And then he ripped his cock out of me, breaking our kiss.

  “James?” I gasped as he spun me around, pressing my breasts in
to the tiles. They were cool on my hard nipples. “What are you doing?”

  “Fucking your ass,” he groaned, bringing his cock between the cheeks of my butt. My eyes widened as his dick, wet with all my juices, rubbed on my asshole.

  “What?” I gasped. “But—”

  “Don't worry,” he groaned, his hand reaching down to finger my clit as he pressed against my resistant sphincter. “You'll love it, Mom. It'll make you such a slutty Mommy to take my cock back there.”

  “Yes!” I hissed, my clit throbbing beneath his touch, my body so hot. If that girl he fucked could take his cock in her asshole, then so could I.

  And I would do it better!

  His dick pressed on my sphincter. I groaned, shivering as his finger danced on my clit. The pleasure flowed through me, relaxing my body. I didn't fight it as he pressed forward more and more. My eyes rolled back into my head. The water splashed on our bodies as his cock pressed into my asshole.

  The crown was past my sphincter, in me. Burning friction sent heat through my body. My pussy clenched as he groaned, pressing in deeper and deeper. It was slow, almost agony, but an agony of rapture and not pain. I shuddered at the ecstatic delight as he delved into my depths. His fingers rubbed my clit so hard. Pleasure burst through me.

  And then I felt his wet pubic hair on my ass. His crotch pressed against me.

  “Yes!” I moaned, such pride surging through me. “Mommy took all her son's big cock in her ass.”

  “You did, Mom,” he groaned. “Damn, I love you.”

  I shivered at those words. “I love you, too, James!”

  And then he drew back his cock. And the pleasure... Oh, god, the pleasure was incredible. So different from his cock being in my pussy. He drew back and then slid his cock back in, the pleasure so hot and rough, not the silky glide in my pussy. I grunted as he buried in me, his balls swinging. He drew back and thrust again.

  And again.

  I pressed my cheek against the tile, so cool while his hot lips nibbled on the other side of my face, following my jawline. He reached my ear, teasing it, sending hot shudders through my body as he fucked my ass harder and harder.

  Our flesh slapped wetly together. The sound echoed through the bathroom as he reamed my bowels. I groaned, loving it. I wiggled my hips, taking his cock, savoring every moment of our incestuous passion.

  “Fuck Mommy's ass,” I hissed, the pleasure growing in me, his fingers rubbing so hard at my clit and pussy lips. I was so wet, and not from the shower.

  “Yes,” he growled, his voice so thick with pleasure, his strokes so hard and fast. “You're so tight. I'm fucking your virgin ass, Mom!”

  “My virgin ass!” I moaned. I hadn't felt like a virgin since I was Jenny's age. “Yes, yes, do it! Cum in Mommy's ass!”

  He growled. He loved that. He loved it when his girl begged for his cum. He fucked me so hard, such primal strokes. He rammed his cock into the depths of my asshole. The burning pleasure crashed into the delight his fingers churned on my clit. My hips wiggled, my nipples throbbing against the cool tiles of the wall.

  I clenched my asshole on his dick. I wanted to feel that friction increase. To shudder in delight as he reamed me. It burned so hot as he fucked me and made me explode. I grunted and groaned. He slammed so hard, so deep into me. He stirred me up. He made me groan and grunt and pant. It was amazing. He was amazing. My son was such a great lover.

  “Yes, yes, yes,” I hissed. “Ream Mommy's ass. Make her cum so hard.”

  “I will, Mom,” he snarled, burying his cock into the depths of my bowels.

  “Then flood my ass with all your yummy cum. Flood your naughty, slutty Mommy's asshole!”

  “Yes!”

  His excitement made me shudder. Made me cum. My eyes widened as the pleasure burst out of the depths of my body. My asshole writhed about his dick. My entire body shuddered at the detonation. It was so powerful. Juices gushed out of my cunt and around his fingers. I moaned and gasped, bucking back into him, begging him to cum in me.

  As the rapture boiled my mind, his cum spurted into me. Hot blasts of jizz flooded me. I groaned, tossing my head back and forth. It was so amazing. He was so amazing. He growled with each blast, pressing his muscular torso into my back, leaning against me as he moaned into my ear.

  “Such a bad Mommy,” he panted. “Oh, damn, yes. You loved it. You came so hard.”

  “So hard,” I whimpered.

  He held me, kissing my neck, his cock softening in my asshole as my orgasm died down. I loved it. I wanted to stay in his embrace forever. To just be held by him. He was such a wonderful son, and I was such a terrible mother.

  And then the shower grew cold.

  “Damn,” James said, pulling away and turning off the water. “That was hot, Mom.”

  “Yeah,” I nodded, glancing at his cock. That was just in my pussy and then my asshole. I stroked it and leaned in to kiss him. After, I groaned, “I love you, James.”

  “Love you, too.”

  “But you can't tell anyone.” I swallowed. “Especially not your...girlfriend.”

  “I don't know,” he said. “It might be—”

  Fear spiked through me. “No! No one can know. We have to be so careful. Especially with your sister in the house. She would freak out.”

  “Yeah, especially after you called her a slut,” James said, his voice hard.

  I flinched. “I...I shouldn't have said that.”

  “She's not a slut,” he said. “Just because she's pregnant, doesn't make her a hussy.”

  “I know that. It's just...”

  “Why did you say it?”

  I really didn't understand why. I was just so angry. She made me furious, it just spilled out of me.

  “I'm going to talk to her,” he said as he dried off.

  “What?” I blinked. “I thought you found her to be a brat?”

  “She's my sister. She's in pain.” He gave me a hard look. “Let's go talk to her together. I think that would be good. Get everything in the open and—”

  Panic surged through me. “What? Are you even suggesting telling her about us?”

  “Well, yeah, she might—”

  “James!” The blood drained from my face. My stomach twisted. “What we did was illegal. I'm your mother. I'll go to jail. You can't tell her!”

  “Mom, I don't—”

  “No!” I gave him a hard look. “This is our secret.” Then I moved to him, pressing my naked body against his, letting him feel my tits. “If you tell people, we won't be able to have fun. And you want to have fun with your naughty Mommy, right?”

  “Yeah,” he groaned, his dick twitching against my stomach, swelling hard again.

  “There's all sorts of naughty things I can do for you, but only if you don't tell anyone. It's our secret.” Then I fell to my knees. He was young, recovering so fast. I grabbed his swelling dick. I could smell the sour musk of my ass on him. “Things like this.”

  “Jesus, Mom,” he groaned as I swallowed his dick, not caring how filthy this was. I knew it was. I was a doctor, and yet...it felt so wicked to taste my ass on him. My pussy clenched. His cum leaked out of my asshole as I sucked on his dick, cleaning it of my sour ass. “Jesus, I promise, I won't tell anyone, Mom.”

  I moaned about his cock, sucking, bobbing, getting him nice and hard again. He leaned against the counter, his eyes rolling back into his head as I worked my mouth up and down his dick, my tongue licking, savoring the sour musk.

  It tasted...good.

  More of his cum leaked out of me, dribbling through my crack to my pussy as I sucked so hard. I hadn't blown anyone since Pete left. I hadn't even realized I missed sucking a dick. But there was something so wonderfully naughty about having a cock in my mouth.

  My son's cock.

  “Damn, Mom,” he groaned. “You could give...my girlfriend pointers.”

  I shivered, bobbing my mouth, twisting my head. I reached behind me, sliding one hand through my butt-crack to my sore sphincter, lov
ing the feel of the cum leaking out. I played with the incestuous jizz, massaging it into my skin as I sucked so hard, staring up at my son with such love.

  * * *

  James Wilson

  This was all so fucked up. I wanted to just have Mom and Jenny in the same room, to talk about these changes, but how would they react? They were fighting. Mom was calling her a slut. And she didn't want me to tell Jenny. What if it stopped?

  What if I ruined having sex with either of them?

  I didn't want to give up having Mom suck my cock after it had been in her ass. This was so hot. I leaned against the counter, groaning as she worked her mouth up and down. I stared down her supple back to her ass, her fingers buried in her crack.

  She was turning into an anal slut.

  “Damn, yes, Mom,” I panted as she bobbed her mouth.

  This was so nasty. Jenny hadn't done this for me. She hadn't sucked my cock after it had been in her asshole. I had seen it in porn. It was so hot, then, and even hotter now. I had already cum twice this morning, once in my sister's mouth, and that had given me the stamina to really fuck mom.

  But this... Holy shit, this was the hottest thing ever. My balls boiled so fast as she bobbed her mouth and fingered her asshole. She moaned, staring up at me with her motherly face burning with rapture, her dark eyes smoldering. Her bleached-blonde hair clung to her shoulders.

  “You are such a slut, Mom,” I panted. “Suck my dirty cock clean of your asshole. Oh, yes.”

  She moaned, sucking even harder. It turned her on to hear those words. She was so much like Jenny. I groaned, my head leaning back as the pleasure built and built in my balls. They boiled with how hot this was.

  I clenched at the counter, the corner digging into the top of my thighs. I didn't care. I just loved her mouth sucking so hard. I groaned, the cum rising and rising. The pressure building and building as her hot mouth worked its magic.

  “Mom!” I grunted. “You want my cum. You want to taste it. You want to devour it.”

  She moaned about my dick. She did. I could see it in her eyes.

  “Fuck!”

  My cock erupted. My incestuous seed flooded my mother's hungry mouth. I shivered, bucking as she gulped down load after load of my cum. She shuddered, her hand moving faster as she played with her asshole. Her eyes squeezed shut.