Father beds daughter, so mother sets out to seduce her son

No sign of the injuries she had suffered. The human body was truly an amazing thing. Especially at that age. It could suffer such trauma, such harm; and it could recover. There wasn’t a scratch on her. She had been at death’s door, and now she was reborn. Created anew to become his lover.

He entered the room and closed the door behind him. He was wearing a short robe, which soon fell to the floor. Now, he too was naked, his large cock bobbing in front of him. He climbed on to the bed and enveloped her much smaller body in his. He could feel the soft, silky texture of her skin rubbing against him. She spread her legs wide apart and, without saying a word, he penetrated her for the first time.

Ray had been suddenly conscious of the audience watching them. The row of soft cuddly toys lying at the far edge of Kim’s bed, propped up against the wall. Various teddy bears and rabbits and lions and even a koala he had picked up for her on a trip to Australia. She must have been seven or eight years old, and he remembered the tiny weight and heat of her body, draped against his, as she hugged and kissed him with joyful, childish gratitude.

Now, that koala seemed to be staring at him. Its dead eyes looking on, wordlessly accusing, as he grabbed hold of one of her breasts, her big, fat, juicy breasts, and wrapped his lips tightly round her nipple, sucking desperately, as if his life depended on it. Those cuddly toys, combined with the pop stars and actors on the posters on the walls, all staring down in judgement, as he violated his daughter in the most primal and forbidden way imaginable.

And he didn’t care one bit.

Disparate images and sensations from that night would live with him until the day he died. Her delicate hands roaming his back, straying between the cheeks of his ass, teasing his anus. Her tongue on his neck and shoulders. Her teeth tugging at his nipples. The moment he had to clamp his hand over her mouth, desperately trying to keep her quiet, as she orgasmed beneath him. The transcendent feeling he enjoyed when he came inside her for the first time. The way they had both wept, whispering sentiments of shared love and adoration.

Neither of them knew how many times they had fucked each other since then, but they’d done it a lot. They did it as often as they could, wherever they could.

Hence their latest assignation in this dingy storage unit in Cotton Heights. Both of them knew this would have to be a quick affair, work and school awaited, so they were getting down to it as rapidly as possible. Kim was moving around frantically on top of him, her body bouncing up and down, her tits jiggling in a frenzied rhythm.

Before the accident, she had been a gymnast, and she still possessed the lithe flexibility that discipline could gift a young woman. Her body was so bendy and fun to play with, as she practically did the splits on top of him, albeit with his cock speared inside her.