Must Read: An Incest Birthday (18+)

Episode 7 years ago

Must Read: An Incest Birthday (18+)

I nodded in agreement with her as we undressed in our room and headed to mom and dad’s just as Unclad as the day we were born. Rita turned on the bedside lamp and I closed the door and pulled back the big blanket and climbed in. the bed was cold but that was expected, and it was a welcomed feeling as it made us move closer to each other. Rita leaned over and cut off the bedside lamp and melded her soft, warm, Unclad body to mine as we lay in our parents bed.
“This is nice,” Rita said as she put her cold feet on me, making me jump.
“Aaahhhhh! Why are all women’s feet always so freaking cold!”
“Women? What other women are you cuddling up with? Tell me right now!”
“You know what I mean. They’re like two blocks of ice, get em off me!”



“Nope, that’s what you’re for, to give me all your body heat, now lay there and accept me.”
“I will not accept you, not for…” She dropped her hand to my junk and gripped it like she was about to sq££ze it in her hands. “Ok, I’ll accept you a little bit.”
“That’s more like it. I forgot what mom and dad’s bed was like, it’s Bleeping huge.”
“We haven’t slept in it in so long, I forgot how big it was, it was even bigger back then.”
“When we move out on our own, we should get a big bed like this.”
“Oh you mean you don’t wanna get separate rooms?” I joked.
“Not if you know what’s good for you, I still have the family jewels in my death grip.”
“I’m just messing around, but yeah, we could get a bed like this. We can get a lot of our own stuff, our own house, our own car, our own money…”
“Our own family…”
I’ll admit that caught me a little off guard, but in a good way. We’ve never talked about having kids before, but it’s something I thought about on and off for a few months now. “You think we could? What if we have a kid and he’s born with a defect?”
“That’s only if there’s years upon years of inbreeding, we’re the only ones in our family that have s*x, well mom and Aunt Lisa don’t count. And what makes you think it’ll be a boy?”
“What man doesn’t want a boy? I’d want a little girl too though, so I could spoil her.”
“Like you spoil me? I don’t think you’ll have the time to spoil both of us.”
“I will if I do that same stuff with both of you, two birds with one stone.”
“I’m glad I wasn’t the only one thinking about it, I was a little worried.”



“Really? When are we not thinking the same thing, we think the same even when we’re sleep.”
“Yeah. I can’t wait until we start our own life, but I’ll miss this one too.”
“Me too, it’ll be weird not coming out of our room and seeing mom and dad, but that’s life, we have to grow up sometime, plus, you know mom would kill us if we made her a grandmother before she turned forty, I can hear it now.”
“That’s why birth control is my best friend.”
“And anal is mine,” I joked.
She couldn’t help but laugh. “Asshole. Lucky for you I like it too. Alright enough of that talking stuff, come here, I wants to cuddles up with my manz in this big butt0ckz fluffy bed.”
She cuddled into me and now I was more relaxed than tired, still tired yes, but I could lay there for a little while. I grabbed the TV remote from off the night stand next to the bed and turned it on, I could tell mom was in here last because it was left on one of those cooking channels. I flipped through the channels and before I could find anything worth watching Rita grabbed the remote from me and went straight to Lifetime to some cheesy over the top romance movie Lifetime is usually good for.
“Right here, this will either make us horny or make us tired,” Rita said.
“I like the way you think, win-win. That’s why I keep you around,” I joked.
“Your balls are still within squeezing distance…”
“Ok ok you win. I give. You’re the queen. Let’s watch this crappy movie and see where it goes.”
“That’s more like it, I knew you’d see things my way.”
Rita’s phone beeped and she checked it to see a picture from Stephanie and Chris, they took a selfie while Bleeping doggystyle but the picture only shows them from the neck down and it had the caption “2 hours and counting!” across where Stephanie’s tits were. We took in the irony that we were in their spot not too long ago and even months later we haven’t wavered from each other, well except for that one incident, but if we could get past that and come out on top, then everything from here on out should be a piece of cake. I held onto her thinking that, and she sq££zed my hand letting me know she was thinking the same thing. We had one obstacle left, and good or bad, I knew we’d face it together, the way it was always supposed to be.