Must Read: An Incest Birthday (18+)

7 years ago

Must Read: An Incest Birthday (18+)

She pulled me into the side wall and held her leg up for me to grab and moved her K!ttyC@t around my J0yst!ck until she managed to slide it in without either of us touching it.

“”F**K YES! Pick back up right where I left off,” Rita m0aned.
“Shhhhh! Just because everything’s ok doesn’t mean we can be loud as hell!”
“Everybody’s downstairs anyway, and I’m not that loud, not yet, now F**K me!”
She held her arms around my neck for balance as I held onto her leg and F***ed her up against the wall while washing off as much soap as I could in the process. She leaned her head into my neck and sU-Cked on it for a while, and then out of nowhere she bit down on me, not enough to draw blood, but hard enough to leave a mark.

I responded by grabbing her other leg and picking her up off the tub floor, holding on to her butt0ckz while her legs dangled on either side of me. As dangerous as it was, it was worth the risk.

She brought it on herself by biting me. I F***ed her as hard as I could while making sure we wouldn’t fall in the process.
“I knew that would get you going, now F**K this K!ttyC@t baby, F**K it hard!”
“You want it hard? You want me to F**K you so hard you can’t move after?”
“YES! That’s exactly what I want! I want it to hurt every time I take a step!”
While I was Bleeping her pretty good, I couldn’t go all out because we were in a wet porcelain tub, any wrong move and we were crashing to the floor, so I lifted her off and bent her over so that she was under the water and it was hitting me in the chest, which in turn washed the rest of the soap off. I slapped her butt0ckz as hard as I could, definitely leaving a hand print, and while she was rubbing her cheek to make it feel better I shoved my J0yst!ck back into her.

“You wanted to be F***ed hard? I’m gonna F**K you hard!”
She didn’t get a chance to respond because every time she went to say something I would thrust into her and cut off her speech. She had nothing to grab on to other than the hot and cold faucets in front of her, so she grabbed the cold faucet and put her other hand against the wall to keep from hitting her head because of how hard I was Bleeping her. She tried to be quiet, but with each thrust her m0ans got louder and louder and her K!ttyC@t clamped down more and more until she had no choice but to let out a long m0an.
“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuugh yes! F**K me! F**K me baby! Feels so goooood!”
KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!
“Really you two? What did I tell you!” dad said from the other side of the door.
“Sorry dad, we just got carried away,” I said while still Bleeping Rita.

“I don’t wanna see it, hear it, or know anything about it, not cut it out and get out of there!”
He left and we went right back to Bleeping each other, not that we stopped in the first place, but dad being there was enough reason to take notice and slow down at least.
“We got carried away? You didn’t think that had any chance of flying did you?” Rita asked.
“It sounded a lot better than sorry dad I’m Bleeping your daughter, hold on a second!”
“When you say it like that it sounds so naughty, it makes me wanna F**K you harder…”
“I’m not stopping you. You can F**K me back just as hard as I’m Bleeping you.”
She started bouncing off my J0yst!ck as fast as I was Bleeping her, but it caused her upper body to go flimsy in the process, so every other thrust she’d turn the cold water on higher, freezing me, but not deterring me, and then she’d turn the cold water down, scalding me and making me slow down to try to get out of the way. Whenever she figured out it was too hot she turned the cold back on eventually put her other hand on the wall and leaned against it.
“Don’t stop baby, don’t stop! I’m about to Pour, keep going!” Rita m0aned.
“So am I, I’m about to Pour inside you baby, you ready for it?”
“Yes, Pour inside me, I haven’t felt you Pour inside me in so long, Pour inside that K!ttyC@t!”
I held onto her hips slamming into her as a rush of hot water hit me in the face, and then in the chest, and then in the face again because of me rocking back and forth. I felt myself about to Pour with each passing second, and when it came time to happen I grabbed Rita’s shoulders and stood her up so the water was now hitting her in the chest and squirted up inside her K!ttyC@t. She gasped each time I squirted inside her, and the water hitting her chest along with my grip on her tit was too much for her to handle, so she came right after I did.
“Yes, I’m cumming! Hold me up Randy, I can’t stand, hold me up! F**K!”
Her legs started buckling as she came. Luckily I was there to hold her up as she surely would’ve fallen with the weakened state she was in. she bent her arm back to hold on to my head that was buried in her neck as we both came together for the first time in I don’t know how long. When I was don’t cumming inside her I pulled myself off of her and let my J0yst!ck slip out of her, which made her groan all the way until I fell out, which made her groan louder.

“Dad is gonna kill us. I don’t even wanna go eat now,” I teased.
“Somebody has to go down, and since I still need to wash up it’s you.”
“No I can wait, you still need help standing. We can go down at the same time.”
“Stop being a scaredy cat, you’ll be ok. I’ll be down in like five minutes.”
I got out and dried off and went to our room and threw on some walk around the house clothes and headed downstairs just as Rita was coming into the room. She grinned at me knowing I was walking into a deep stare with dad because we were being too loud, well because she was being too loud, and now I had to go deal with the after effects, typical. I slowly made my way to the dining room table where dad was sitting there drinking his coffee with his paper while mom sat the table. I cautiously sat down on the other side of the table and one over so I wasn’t directly in front of him, and when I did, he put his paper down and looked at me.
“What are the rules Randy? Repeat to me what the rules are,” dad said.
“You don’t wanna see it, you don’t wanna hear it, you don’t wanna be anywhere around it.”
“So why am I hearing Rita screaming like she’s being killed in the bathroom?”
I really didn’t wanna answer that question. “Sorry dad, it won’t happen again.”
“Kids. I know I said I’d give it a try but that’s pushing it. Give them an inch they want a mile.”
“It’s not just his fault dad, I was there too,” Rita said as she came around the corner.

“Oh I know, you were kinda hard to miss. Next time can you please remember that were not living in a bunker? These aren’t soundproof walls so keep whatever
noise you make down.”
“Ok dad, sorry, we’ll be more careful next time. I still love you daddy.”
Rita got up and hugged dad just as we heard Aunt Lisa blow her horn and pull in. I got up and helped mom finish setting the table as Aunt Lisa came in and took a seat.
“Morning everybody. Where’s the coffee? I’m gonna need a full pot today,” Aunt Lisa said.

“On the counter. You’re just in time we’re about to sit down and eat now,” mom said.
“Perfect timing, you just saved me from ordering an egg mcmuffin from McDonalds.”
“So have you finally decided what you’re going to do?” mom asked.

Rita and I looked at each other and I nodded to her to tell them all the good news. “We decided that we are going to move. We’re gonna make a fresh start for
ourselves in Seattle.”
“Seattle? Why Seattle? You know it rains a lot in Seattle right? Seattle?” dad asked.

“Dad if you say Seattle one more time it’s not gonna sound right anymore, yes Seattle. It’s a pretty good city to make a good start in. They have good job opportunities, good pay, affordable housing, there’s plenty to do, we think it’s as good a place as any.”
“How far away is it? How often will you be coming back to visit? What’s the crime rate? What neighborhoods are you looking in? There’s so many more questions,” mom said.
We’ve done our research mom, we found a good area to live in that’s affordable if we both get jobs, which we will, and we’ll come back to visit often. It’s about a half a day away, so it’s far enough away that we’re actually on our own, but close enough that if we get homesick we can hop in the car and drive back without it killing us,” I said.
“When do you plan on leaving? Are you waiting until you have everything planned out or are you leaving spur of the moment in the middle of the night when we’re sleep?”
“We’ll have everything planned before we leave. This is one of those things where you have to make sure everything is right, we can’t rush moving out of the state.”
“Have you told Stephanie and Chris? Mr. and Mrs. Wilson? Ashley’s?” Aunt Lisa asked.
“Stephanie and Chris know already, we were thinking we could all go out together and eat dinner at this place we know, Café Stratos, and tell everybody there,” Rita said.
“Café Stratos? Never heard of it. Is it fancy? Do we need reservations?” dad asked.

“No it’s not that big yet, but their food is the bomb! We know the waitress girl, she’ll be happy to see us and she’ll take care of us the whole night. It’s a Greek restaurant.”
“Greek? I don’t know when the last time was I had Greek, I’ll be there,” Aunt Lisa said.
“Yeah it sounds good. Make sure I have enough time to come home and change, I don’t wanna wear a suit and tie to a non-fancy restaurant,” dad said.
“It’s not fancy, but it’s not a dump either, they just didn’t have enough money for a bigger place. Nobody’s heard of it because it’s unlisted and block in by two other restaurants,” I said.
“Ok I’ll take your word for it. We can’t be there no earlier than eight. I need at least fifteen minutes to come back and change. I’m off to work, see everybody tonight.”
Dad got up and kissed mom and took one last piece of bacon off his plate before he headed out the door. We like the scoundrels we were took all the food he had left on his plate and divided between us, and by we I mean Rita and I, mom and Aunt Lisa never had a chance.
“I should get going too. Everyone that got a promotion has to be in the office an hour early every day for two weeks for training. Everyone pretty much knows how to do their job but it’s mandatory so the company doesn’t get low balled about cutting corners and whatnot. It’s a twenty percent pay raise so I’m not gonna complain,” Aunt Lisa said.