Chapter Four: Futa's Incestuous Dream By mypenname3000 Copyright 2019 Note: Thanks to FallenAngelX00 for beta reading this! I was eager for my little sister's plan to find out if our older, twin sisters did more than “study” all the time in their bedroom. The idea that Sara and Tara were in there making love, committing lesbian incest, inflamed my imagination. It wasn't something I would blowjob have considered before I entered into my own taboo relationship with Allie. She was kneeling on my bed, her strawberry-blonde babe hair swinging around her face. A bit of my cum lingered at the corner of her mouth. She'd just blown me. It was incredible. “So what do I need to do?” I asked as I grabbed my blouse, my round breasts swaying before me. My futa-dick was tucked into my panties, soft and constricted. My skirt almost hid my bulge, but you pov could still see it. “You have to keep them distracted for a few minutes,” my sister said. She bounced on my bed, the eighteen-year-old girl looking even younger. “This will be awesome!” I smiled at Allie's enthusiasm. I used to think she was a brat, but thanks to the fact I'd developed futanari syndrome today, I had a new-found appreciation of her mischievousness. I pulled on my blouse, her grin infectious. “Okay!” I said and darted out of my bedroom. I rushed down the stairs to find the twins carrying three pizza boxes to the kitchen. The two were identical, though I'd never noticed just how busty my older sisters were. Both were blondes, the part of their hair the only way to tell them apart. “Hey, how are you doing?” asked Tara. “It seems you've grown used to your small tits cock. Your friend seemed to Brunette enjoy it.” “Oh, god,” I groaned, my cheeks burning. “I didn't think we were being that loud.” “Oh, you were,” Sara said as she set two of the boxes on the kitchen counter. She pushed the small one on top towards me. “It sounded like you and Pita were having a good time.” My cheeks burned. "What does that mean?" The heat surged through my body. Mom looked really excited about it too. My daughter. I said, “Okay,” and as I laid on my side, she told me that she wanted to be in me now. It will take you places you never knew existed. “Relax,” Gia said gently, knowing this side of Lacy all too well, the side that, past a certain point, took what she wanted. “I think not Grace” Said Max leaning casually against her desk. I on their tails as we come up to a traffic light. Elena looked like she might say something, but words seemed to be difficult for her. The economy lay in pov shambles. They picked me up off of the bed and I stood there watching as they all took of their lab coats. She had already seen my dick. “Priests?” Mrs. Jones arrived at 1 PM with the first of the flowers. “Yes, Your babe Honor, all six times.” Fuck your little whore daughter!” And Brunette he did as small tits commanded, pummeling her ruined gape, turning her body into a blur of jiggling flesh and flailing hair. I was back to the parking lot, with the lake in front of me, and to their backs. Her flesh smeared against me. Then I sucked on her labia and nibbled. I grabbed her silky, black hair. His face was flushed, and his hands were cupping his crotch a little tighter than before. I agreed and made arrangements for them to come to our room the night before we were due to check out. I strip my own clothes too. They fully expected Dave would not answer, but they knew he was there, thanks to Patricia’s surveillance scans. She was the futa that was supposed to make love blowjob to me in the play. “But you're like a warrior, I thought only the men could be warriors.”