1. 3838 Walnut Street Pt. 01


    Date: 4/27/2024, Categories: Incest/Taboo, Author: byrawlyrawls, Source: Literotica 

    ... Betsy tried to hold onto her underwear, but her son was so strong. "Billy... Billy... you were once... my sweet little boy... what have you become?"

"The father of a goddess... if all goes right." Billy tossed her panties at his father, and pulled her bra down to her belly. "Spread your legs... and become the mother you were meant to be." He lowered his trousers and underwear, and placed his back to the ceiling.

"Ohhhhh... Billy... I can't... I can't... I... oh my." Betsy's limbs and head dangled toward the floor, but she spread her legs. She looked over her shoulder at her slumped husband. She saw that he was staring at them with the most idiotic expression on his face. "Harold, if you don't do something, Billy is going to make me his doe. He's going to do it right now!" She waited for her husband to come to her rescue, while Billy maneuvered his penis between her legs. "Harold... I can see that you're awake. You need to do something before... oooohhhhhhhhhh... uuuuuggghhhhhh... too late... oooohhhhhh... gosh... it's too late... Harold... I'm sorry... I can feel him... inside me... he's so big... I... oooohhhh... gosh... I won't ever... be the same." She looked away from her husband and gazed into her son's ravenous, glowing eyes. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and let him hump her in midair.

"Mom... Mom... can you hear Her? Ugh... ugh... ugh..." Billy held his mother aloft with one hand on her upper back, and the other on her ass. He was a skinny ...
    ... teenager, and she outweighed him, but he rutted her easily.

"I can... ooohhhhhh... only... hear you... Billy... and you sound... so manly... Oh... my... I think I'm going to... eeeeiiiiiiiiiiii." Betsy orgasmed under her son.

"St... st... st..." Harold tried to croak out the words that would stop them. But he couldn't get anything out. Instead of ending the vile act, he cowered on the floor and stared at the buck that was claiming his doe.

Twenty minutes later, Betsy was a slobbering, wailing mess. She could barely comprehend the bliss she'd found between her legs. She was still limp in her son's arms, as he pulled her up into him again and again.

"Mom... it's... ugh... ugh... time... it's time... it's... aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh." Billy erupted in his mother's pussy.

"Oh... no..." Harold squeaked. It seemed he could hear the squelching rush of sperm pumping over and over into his wife's vagina. Soon, he could see the overflowing, horrid stuff dripping to the living room carpet below their unholy breeding.We should have never come to this building. It's evil. And now we're trapped.

But the building was happy to have them.

~~

September 14, 1993: Apartment 9B: Diary of Rosalin Eklund

I've been trying to sit down for interviews with other tenants ever since I moved in a week ago. They seem standoffish and insular. It's been frustrating. After my success solving the Bloomfield Murders, I thought I might roll in here, pin some people down, and be out in a matter of ...
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