1. Futa's Wild Passion 11: Futa's Incestuous Fashion Show


    Date: 3/25/2020, Categories: Fiction / Fantasy Anal Ass to Mouth Oral Sex / Blowjob Cum Swallowing Voyeur / Exhibitionism Lesbian Incest / Taboo Author: mypenname3000, Source: sexstories.com

    Futa's Wild Passion
    
    Chapter Eleven: Futa's Incestuous Fashion Show
    
    By mypenname3000
    
    Copyright 2019
    
    Note: Thanks to FallenAngelX00 for beta reading this!
    
    We were caught by Adele, the salesgirl at Girls, Inc. She stared at my mother and I wrapped up in a passionate, incestuous embrace. My futa-cock pumped the last spurt of cum into my mom's writhing pussy, the pleasure rippling through my mind turning into fear.
    
    We were busted.
    
    “What the fuck!” Adele hissed. “You can't do that here! And I thought she was your mother!”
    
    I didn't know what to do. I trembled, my futa-cock buried in my mother's pussy. I broke away from her, ripping my massive clit-dick out of my mom's snatch. A flare of pleasure slid down my shaft, sensitive from my orgasm. I hit the opposite wall of the narrow changing room, my naked breasts rising and falling.
    
    “Get dressed and get out of here, perverts!” Adele continued, her short, pink hair swaying about her face flushed red with embarrassed anger. Her blue eyes swam with shock. Light glinted off her silver nose ring.
    
    “This... I...” I struggled to form words.
    
    “Now before I call security and have you arrested!” Adele continued. “What is wrong with you both?”
    
    My mom, her large tits heaving, snagged Adele and pulled her into the changing room. The salesgirl, in her early twenties, gasped out in shock. She stumbled into my mother's naked body, the salesgirl's face almost planting into my mom's tits.
    
    “What the fuck!” Adele gasped.
    
    My mom, to my utter surprise, was calm. Even composed. We just had sex and she wasn't freaking out now? Her blonde hair fell around her flushed and mature face. We had been overcome by our hormones, by our wanton need for each other. We both wanted the other, but my mom had been ashamed of it. Once I let her know it was okay to act on her desires—I thought she was talking about her lesbian relationship with her dominating boss which went against her Christian beliefs on homosexuality—she sprang on me.
    
    Now she was being bold again as she said, “What do you want, Adele?”
    
    The salesgirl shifted and blurted out, “Huh? What are you doing?”
    
    “What do you want?” my mom said. There was this strength in her I knew she possessed, but I had rarely seen. Her daughter was in trouble, and she was going into this mama-bear protection mode. I bit my lip as my mom turned Adele around and had her staring at my naked girl. “There's a futa here.”
    
    “Mom!” I gasped. This was how she was protecting me? By offering me to Adele as a bribe?
    
    “I heard you talking,” my mom continued. “How you were addressing my daughter. The way you kept glancing at her crotch. She turned you on. You were all but drooling over her.”
    
    “No, I wasn't,” gasped Adele. “I was just giving customer service.
    
    “Liar,” purred my mom. She had a husky quality to her voice. “She's right there. Naked. Don't tell me you don't want to do things with her.”
    
    “Mom!” I gasped in shock. “You're pimping me out?”
    
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