mechanically divested themselves of every article of
clothing, in obedience to the will of their son, whilst Frank also
willed the housemaid Maud to come into the room naked. This girl, under
his influence, first approached Mrs. Etheridge and sucked her bubbles,
then her cunt till she spent, after which she did the same with the
prick of her master, while Frank and Ethel gamahuched her bottom-hole
and cunt to stimulate her lasciviousness; then she was sent back to her
room.
Mr. and Mrs. Etheridge began to fondle, and after struggling a little
together on the bed, Mamma was pulled onto her husband, and they
commenced a most luscious St. George.
Heavens! What a sight for their incestuous son and daughter! With
greedy eyes and bated breath, they watched that lovely prick appear and
disappear within the loving cunt above it. Now the paroxysm of spending
approached, and their voluptuous furor increased—it was simply
maddening.
Frank and Ethel rushed forwards and with their hands assisted their
beloved parents to experience the utmost possible enjoyment attainable,
which they undoubtedly did, literally screaming with pleasure, as the
spunk came forth in prolific streams.
Frank now determined to run a great risk in allowing his parents to
know what was going on.
First directing his sister to lie on her back on the bed, with extended
thighs, he willed his father to lie on her and himself placed his prick
within her cunt. Then his mother (under his influence) lay on her back,
on the bed by Ethel's side, and Frank, excitedly mounting upon her,
buried his prick within the moist and juicy folds of the delicious cunt
that gave him birth.
As they were all four approaching the divine climax, Frank dissolved
the mesmeric charm and allowed both father and mother to realise the
situation at a moment when it would be impossible for them to resist
the impulses of their carnal nature.
Mr. Etheridge gave a cry of horror, and Mamma screamed with fright, but
Ethel held her father in a convulsive embrace, her erotic fury making
her at the moment as strong as a lioness, whilst Frank for his part
thrust so vigorously at his mother that, in spite of their horror at
the incestuous situation, they all spent simultaneously.
It would be impossible to describe the sense of shame that overcame the
poor parents; they seemed to think they were still under the influence
of some horrible dream, an idea which their children did their best to
foster, whilst they were delighted by the sight of their father's fine
prick stiffening again of itself, from the mere thought of having
enjoyed his daughter.
Presently Ethel and her brother glided noiselessly from the room, but
remained just outside the door to peep and listen. In a moment or two
Mr. Etheridge threw himself upon his wife in a perfect transport of
lust, exclaiming, "What a dream to fancy I've been fucking Ethel, and
what joys she gave me! I feel, dear, as randy as if I had been away
from you for six months!"
"How curious," sighed Mrs. Etheridge, "that I am also excited by having
been dreaming the same thing about dear Frank! Ah, how fine, stiff, and
hot your love of a prick is, my dear, and as moist as if you had really
had the girl. Put it into me quick, love, and I'll fancy you really are
Frank. I'm excited enough to do the real thing at this moment!"
"For shame, wife," responded Mr. Etheridge, "it's an awful sin even to
think about, and yet they do say the great Napoleon used to fuck his
own sisters and aunts, and considered he had a right to enjoy himself
as he pleased."
"Besides," continued Mrs. Etheridge, "there's the case of Lot and his
daughters, and no doubt they were thought quite as respectable as ever
by their acquaintances afterwards. In fact, they must have told about
it for Moses to have known how to write the tale, and he could not have
been very horrified at the incest, as he makes no mention of its being
discontinued by Lot when he found it out. And then, you know, the
ancient
clothing, in obedience to the will of their son, whilst Frank also
willed the housemaid Maud to come into the room naked. This girl, under
his influence, first approached Mrs. Etheridge and sucked her bubbles,
then her cunt till she spent, after which she did the same with the
prick of her master, while Frank and Ethel gamahuched her bottom-hole
and cunt to stimulate her lasciviousness; then she was sent back to her
room.
Mr. and Mrs. Etheridge began to fondle, and after struggling a little
together on the bed, Mamma was pulled onto her husband, and they
commenced a most luscious St. George.
Heavens! What a sight for their incestuous son and daughter! With
greedy eyes and bated breath, they watched that lovely prick appear and
disappear within the loving cunt above it. Now the paroxysm of spending
approached, and their voluptuous furor increased—it was simply
maddening.
Frank and Ethel rushed forwards and with their hands assisted their
beloved parents to experience the utmost possible enjoyment attainable,
which they undoubtedly did, literally screaming with pleasure, as the
spunk came forth in prolific streams.
Frank now determined to run a great risk in allowing his parents to
know what was going on.
First directing his sister to lie on her back on the bed, with extended
thighs, he willed his father to lie on her and himself placed his prick
within her cunt. Then his mother (under his influence) lay on her back,
on the bed by Ethel's side, and Frank, excitedly mounting upon her,
buried his prick within the moist and juicy folds of the delicious cunt
that gave him birth.
As they were all four approaching the divine climax, Frank dissolved
the mesmeric charm and allowed both father and mother to realise the
situation at a moment when it would be impossible for them to resist
the impulses of their carnal nature.
Mr. Etheridge gave a cry of horror, and Mamma screamed with fright, but
Ethel held her father in a convulsive embrace, her erotic fury making
her at the moment as strong as a lioness, whilst Frank for his part
thrust so vigorously at his mother that, in spite of their horror at
the incestuous situation, they all spent simultaneously.
It would be impossible to describe the sense of shame that overcame the
poor parents; they seemed to think they were still under the influence
of some horrible dream, an idea which their children did their best to
foster, whilst they were delighted by the sight of their father's fine
prick stiffening again of itself, from the mere thought of having
enjoyed his daughter.
Presently Ethel and her brother glided noiselessly from the room, but
remained just outside the door to peep and listen. In a moment or two
Mr. Etheridge threw himself upon his wife in a perfect transport of
lust, exclaiming, "What a dream to fancy I've been fucking Ethel, and
what joys she gave me! I feel, dear, as randy as if I had been away
from you for six months!"
"How curious," sighed Mrs. Etheridge, "that I am also excited by having
been dreaming the same thing about dear Frank! Ah, how fine, stiff, and
hot your love of a prick is, my dear, and as moist as if you had really
had the girl. Put it into me quick, love, and I'll fancy you really are
Frank. I'm excited enough to do the real thing at this moment!"
"For shame, wife," responded Mr. Etheridge, "it's an awful sin even to
think about, and yet they do say the great Napoleon used to fuck his
own sisters and aunts, and considered he had a right to enjoy himself
as he pleased."
"Besides," continued Mrs. Etheridge, "there's the case of Lot and his
daughters, and no doubt they were thought quite as respectable as ever
by their acquaintances afterwards. In fact, they must have told about
it for Moses to have known how to write the tale, and he could not have
been very horrified at the incest, as he makes no mention of its being
discontinued by Lot when he found it out. And then, you know, the
ancient
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