1. Mummy & Nanna (Part 3)


    Date: 4/8/2024, Categories: Incest Fantasy, Author: SandG_Play 

    ... around, then I found myself half on top of Mummy, my arms and hands squashed between us. Somehow, my fingers stayed in contact with both clitties while we shuddered together. I shouted into the void of her mouth, and I felt the vibration of her voice pulsating into my throat.

Panting and heaving, we lay there together, and when I could catch my voice, the only words I could say or wanted to say were whispered into her ear.

“I love you, Mummy. I love you, love you, more than anyone in the world.”

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9: Daisy

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Driving home, crawling along the motorway in heavy rain, my knickers soaked through in the crutch, I pondered the events of the past few days.

On Wednesday afternoon, I invited James for a meal. That evening we made love together; it was beautiful, beyond anything I thought could come my way at my age. An old, flabby woman actually being the object of a man’s desire.

On Thursday morning, I made love to my daughter. Who seduced who? I really don’t know; perhaps it was Lizzy’s doing, but it was an incredible experience, beyond anything else in the whole of my sex life.

Friday morning we sat shopping for sex toys and lingerie together, and then we did it again—two huge orgasms.

How could I make sense of it all? Where did James fit into this jigsaw? I wanted to be with him, have him make love to me again, and possibly build a proper relationship, but Lizzy was taking all my attention and time.

Then, the bedroom clothes she chose. I would have ...
    ... wanted silky, floaty, feminine things, not gaudily coloured shiny stuff. How would I use that vibrating double dildo? Fuck my Lizzy, or would she fuck me? Which one would I prefer, or was I just a pawn in her game, destined to be taken on a journey to a destination I would not want for myself?

Oh, problems, problems, Daisy. Still, I had the weekend to think it all over.

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Monday mid-day, I was back on the motorway, heading to Lizzy’s to be ready to collect Tim. I usually get there early and do a bit of house cleaning while it’s quiet. About two o'clock, the front doorbell sounded. I opened up to find a large box sitting on the step, and then I looked up at the sound of the delivery van’s engine revving for its trip to the next drop-off.

Bulky but not too heavy for me, I staggered down the hall into the lounge, unable to see my feet as I went. The inevitable happened: I trod on a discarded toy and then pitched forward, throwing the carton away as I grasped for support.

Somehow I managed to control my fall, ending up half standing and hanging onto the sofa arm. The box hit the corner of the TV table and split in half, its contents scattered across the floor.

I looked at the mess of packages and realised this was the result of Lizzy’s online sex shop visit. But there was a lot more than a dildo and two pieces of clothing.

One by one, I gathered up the items, turning them around in my hand to see what they were.

My heart was racing as I realised where my ...
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