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The house almost appears empty. The only sounds you can hear are deep moans. An expression of lust and desire. The whole house with the typical layout of a suburban home is clean and functional. For the woman of the house that was part of being a good housewife. Just two months ago, making a good home for her family was, next to being a good mother and a faithful wife, a big part of her life. That was before that fateful afternoon. Since then everything else has become unimportant. Once she thinks about the intense pleasure she will experience, anything else seems to fade.
Every door on the ground floor is open and so the noises are carried by the fresh summer wind, accompanied by the smell of a fine home cooked meal. The moans come all the way from the kitchen that is in the back. The kitchen floor is glistening and there is a frying pan on the stove. The fresh vegetables and fine meat is almost burned, because at the far end of the counter, Susan Ward is bend over the kitchen counter and braces herself against the thrusts of her son Danny. The only piece of clothing Susan wears is a white apron that was a gift from her son and now is the only thing restricting her bouncing tits. The apron once said “Kiss the cook”on the front, but when Danny gave it to his mother, “Kiss” was crossed off and “Fuck” was written above it. Susan has lost count how often she welcomed her son back from school, standing at the stove, making dinner, dressed in his gift. Every time the view of his mothers firm ass cheeks, that frame her magnificent pink pussy lips, almost drove him insane. The sexual lust he felt, made him rush towards her and press his hardon against her backside.
Today wasn't different. Susan had waited the whole morning for her son to come back and now she is in complete ecstasy. Danny's lust and vitality make up for his inexperience and she is close to what must be her third orgasm. His thrust become more uncontrolled and forceful. By her son's moans Susan can tell that he soon will send another load of his cum into the womb that carried him for nine months. He already filled her up twice, but they usually to do it a third time before Danny's little sister and his father come home from school.
Every look Susan and her son share, every family dinner is filled with sexual energy and they fuck every opportunity they get. Susan felt never hornier when Danny fucked her brains out with his father and sister in the house. It almost seems like every time is more intense than the last time and since she started fucking her own son, Susan's secret desire to get pregnant again comes to the surface more frequently. Now the time comes near when Danny and Melissa go off to college and she'll be all alone in an empty home. She can't shake off the idea of being impregnated by her own son. She wants to talk about it with Danny, but is afraid of his reaction. For now.
The air inside the kitchen is full of sexual energy. Even though the almost daily greeting has become some sort of ritual for them, it has lost nothing of its intensity. Usually they don't even speak before they rest on the kitchen floor, after they fucked like animals. Right now Danny realizes that he can't last much longer in the surprisingly tight cunt of his mother. So he lets his hands slide from her firm ass to the front. Under the apron he cups his mother's tits and rubs over her hard nipples. The need to pleasure his mother is the only important thing to him and the gentle stimulation of her nipples combined with his deep thrusts seem to be enough to send her into another orgasm. The timing couldn't be more perfect, because the contraction of her pussy sends Danny over the edge. He thrusts into her until his whole length is buried inside of her. The first stream of cum burst out of his cock and pours into his mother's womb. Danny sends shot after shot of his fertile sperm into his mother and Susan welcomes it with deep moans.
A minute later they are down on the kitchen floor, trying to catch their breath. The delicious smell from earlier hast turned into something burned. Susan doesn't care, because she is the most relaxed she ever was. Needless to say over the last few weeks, quite a few meals have been “overcooked”.
Almost at the same time the school day at the rather prestigious “Middleton Academy”, was over for ten minutes. The front office of headmaster Ward's office is empty. Julia the mid thirty secretary with her bewitching smile has already gone home. Paul Ward is still in his office. The heavy wood door to his office is closed and doesn't let out a sound. There would be much to listen to.
The old buildings of the very expensive private school and its wood doors is very impressive and the headmasters office is furnished with massive shelves and a giant desk, that underline this impression. If it wasn't for its enormous weight, the desk would slide an inch forward with every thrust of the headmaster. His cock is enveloped by the clean shaven pussy of his daughter Melissa. Like any student of the school, she is dressed in the school uniform, that is made up of a white blouse, a blue skirt and white knee-socks. The headmaster's attention to the dress code of the school seems ironic, because by now his daughter's blouse is open and every time he drives his cock all the way into her, her firm tits bounce up and down. The skirt that has to be longer than the knee, is flipped up to give Paul access to his daughter's swollen pussy lips.
Mr Ward sometimes catches himself thanking god for an secretary that wasn't very interested in overtime. This way he and his daughter had the opportunity to enjoy themselves before they go home.
His hand hold Melissa by her ankles and spread her legs, that are covered by white knee-socks, as far as possible. The hours he spent driving his little girl to her gymnastics training over the years paid off in a way he never had expected or even thought about. This isn't the first time for their father-daughter-bonding today. The force of Paul's thrusts lets the load, he has shot into her tight teenage pussy after a quicky this morning, leak onto the desk. Melissa cums every time she feels her father's sperm shoot into her womb. She just loves the sensation of his hot seed coating the inside of her tight pussy walls. At first he felt guilty of risking to get his own daughter pregnant, but by now he sometimes wishes her to bear his child. The idea of her swollen tits and round belly swaying with every of his thrusts makes his cock as hard as steel.
Melissa's high pitched moans become faster by the second and rip Paul out of his thoughts. His eyes search for hers. Melissa looks directly at him and smiles. That is enough encouragement for him and he increases his speed and the sound of his balls slapping against Melissa's firm cheeks becomes louder. He slowly bends forward and kisses her. His tongue is met by hers and he can taste the sweet aroma of her youth. Like every other time, the thrill of cumming inside of his daughter, overwhelms him and he starts to cum. Burst after burst enters his little girl and triggers her own orgasm. Her petit body contracts in front of her father and knocks the family picture of the desk. It was taken at Melissa's eighteenth birthday a few weeks back and found its place on Mr Ward's desk.
A minute later Paul places one final kiss on Melissa's soft lips and they both get dressed in a hurry, even though his wife never seems to notice when they're late. The drive home is short and they turn onto the driveway in time for a nice family dinner.
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