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Date: 11/6/2014, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Fisting, Group Sex, Hardcore, Incest, Male / Females, Masturbation, Reluctance, Author: FreakyTastes, Rating: 82.9, Source: sexstories.com

all subtlety to my sanity-shattering lust. And that brings me to now. I was ashamed at myself. My behavior was no better than that of an animal in heat. But despite whatever feelings I may have... The tug was still there. Even now, my body still thoroughly exhausted and sweaty, I wanted to jump Gary and ride him until he went soft. Then wait for him to harden and ride him again. And again and again and again and again... He fills my mind and my body craves him like a drug. I can think of no psychological or physiological phenomenon that would cause such unnatural attraction. It scares and thrills me at the same time. So what do I do now? Throw myself at him? Beg? Appeal to Tabitha? I decide on Option 3. I turn and look at Tabitha pleadingly. She looks back with a pitying glance and shakes her head slightly. I look at Gary. I have no choice, I have to beg him to keep me. But before I can open my mouth, we all hear something that stops us dead in our tracks. "WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED?!" Cynthia's POV: I cringe harshly as my mom screams at the realization that she's naked with me in the room. She hastily covers herself with a still sweat-covered blanket. Then her eyes fall on me. In order, they go from confused, to shocked, to hurt, then to mad. Madder than I've ever seen her. There's enough fury in her eyes to cow a cape buffalo. Then she does something even scarier than scream. She gets quiet. "What happened to me last night young lady?" she says in a tone so icy it freezes ... my heart. If I didn't know any better, I'd think she didn't even love me anymore. Not even as her child. "I... I-I u-u-uh..." I manage to stutter before I hurriedly run into her master bathroom and vomit noisily into the toilet. The fear and guilt are actually enough to make me sick. I vomit until my stomach has nothing left to give. Until I feel like an empty shell. I don't have the strength to get up on my own. My mom's hand falls onto my back and rubs reassuringly. That gives me back my ability to move. I rise shakily and allow my mom to guide me back into the bedroom. I sit next to her on the edge. I notice that she's thrown on a bathrobe. Her face is still mad but it's softer now. "Tell me what you did last night Cynthia," she says calmly. I take a few deep breathes to steady myself before I begin. "Well... I wanted... No, I needed to have sex with you. I know it sounds ridiculous," I say quickly when she narrows her eyes at me, "but it's true. I'm sorry, you'll just have to believe me. So I came up with a... Less than innocent plan. Get you drunk and take advantage of you... You uh, kind of drank all the wine I gave you, got drunk and... Well, we had sex. A lot of it. That's why you're bed is so messy... Sorry about that by the way..." I finally trail off and fall silent. The silence is deafening. I almost think I hear something scuffle in the hallway, but it's too faint for me to be sure. My mom just stares at me. She finally speaks. "Are we done?" I shake my head in ...