Bobby Finds Out by Satan’s Fist

Disclaimer: The following is fiction. The story’s content does not represent the writer’s beliefs, opinions, or attitudes. This story is intended for adult entertainment only. The characters and events depicted in this work are fictional. The author does not condone or promote unlawful activity as the story describes. By continuing to read this work, you acknowledge that you are an adult who wishes to read works of fantasy and fiction for the purpose only of fantasy. All the characters in this story are adults. They may play different ages for the fictional character they are depicting, but they remain at all times adults.

Writer: Satan’s Fist

Subject: Bobby Finds Out

Link: LS666 Email 30.10.2024

Story Code: Incest, WS, Satanism, Devil Worship

Synopsis: Bobby has a feeling that something is amiss in his family home, but he can’t quite put his finger on it.

Bobby Finds Out

CHAPTER ONE

As Bobby lay in his bed, his mind buzzed with the unfamiliar aftertaste of soda floating across his tongue. It was the only thing keeping him awake as he stared at the ceiling, feeling a growing distance from his family. He couldn’t quite put his finger on it, but something felt off.

His parents had always been loving and attentive, even if they were constantly tired from taking care of their three children. And he knew they loved him just as much as his two younger sisters — there was no question about that. But lately, it seemed like all their attention was focused on them — Beth and the twins. They would laugh and play together, or whisper in corners of the room while he was left to fend for himself.

He shifted uncomfortably under his blanket, feeling a cold draft creep up his spine. The house was quiet, aside from the occasional snore from one of his siblings or a soft murmur from downstairs. The television was off, which meant everyone was probably asleep save for him.

Bobby’s eyes darted towards the clock on his nightstand; 3:17 AM glowed back at him in bright digital numbers. He needed to use the bathroom but didn’t want to wake anyone up by turning on the light or making any noise. As quietly as he could, he slipped out of bed and tiptoed towards the door, wishing he hadn’t drunk so much soda before bedtime.

Bobby padded softly across the cold wooden floor, his bare feet silent as he made his way towards the bathroom. The moonlight streamed in through the curtainless window, casting long shadows across the room, making him feel like he was moving through a dream.

As he approached the door, he could hear a faint hum coming from underneath it – like there was a party going on in there. He paused, listening intently but couldn’t quite make out any words or voices. Maybe it was just his imagination playing tricks on him; after all, his family hadn’t given him any reason to be suspicious.

He pressed his ear against the door, straining to hear anything more. His heart raced with anticipation, fearful of what he might find but also intrigued. The humming grew louder until it sounded almost like singing – soft and soothing voices harmonizing together. It made him feel warm and fuzzy inside despite the late hour and strange circumstances. Suddenly, there was a sharp knock on the door followed by muffled voices from within.

“Shhh! Keep it down!” his dad whispered urgently.

“But we’re just having fun,” his mom replied playfully, “You know how we get when we’re together.”

Bobby frowned, confused and a little worried. What could they be doing? His urge to pee overcame his curiosity and he continued to the bathroom and back to bed after relieving himself.

The next morning, Bobby woke up to the sound of birds chirping outside his window. He stretched his arms lazily above his head, yawned, and slowly sat up in bed. The warm sheets felt cosy against his skin as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes. He glanced at the alarm clock on his nightstand; it was already seven o’clock.

He climbed out of bed, still wearing his pajamas, and made his way downstairs to find everyone else already gathered around the kitchen table. His younger sisters were chattering away about some cartoons they’d watched last night while their parents prepared breakfast. The aroma of bacon and eggs wafted through the air, making Bobby’s stomach growl in anticipation.

As he took a seat across from Beth, he couldn’t help but notice how cheerful everyone seemed – especially his parents. They laughed at Beth’s jokes, ruffled her hair affectionately, very touchy-feely and even shared secret smiles across the table. It was a stark contrast to their usual tired demeanours from the night before. Bobby furrowed his eyebrows as he tucked into his plate of food; something didn’t feel right about this newfound happiness.

Beth caught him staring and winked playfully at him before taking another bite of hers.

“What’s got you so puzzled?” she asked between bites.

Her voice was slightly muffled by a mouthful of food.

“Um, nothing,” Bobby replied, trying to sound casual as he reached for his glass of orange juice.

His stomach growled again at the sight and smell of the food. The eggs were perfectly cooked, yolks oozing out golden yellow, while the bacon sizzled with a crispier crunchiness than usual. The scent of coffee brewing in the pot next to the stove filled the air with a rich aroma that made his eyes water slightly.

“Mmmm,” Beth hummed in agreement as she devoured another piece of toast slathered with butter and jam, “This breakfast is delicious!”

She giggled gleefully and turned back to her parents with an adorable grin on her face.

“Can we have pancakes tomorrow too?” she asked, batting her eyelashes playfully.

Bobby couldn’t help but feel left out as he watched their interactions; it was like they were all part of some secret club that he wasn’t a part of. His parents often doted on their two younger daughters, but never like this before — always attentive to their needs but never overly affectionate or playful like this morning seemed to be an exception. He glanced at them again and noticed how they kept stealing glances at each other across the table, sharing smiles and secret laughs. It made him uncomfortable — something felt … off about it all.

He finished eating quickly excused himself and set off for school on his bike. It was an uneventful day at school and that evening after dinner and doing his homework he went to bed.

Bobby woke up once again in the middle of the night. He lay there for a moment, staring at the ceiling, listening to the silence that filled his room. Suddenly, he remembered he drank too much soda earlier today and needed to use the bathroom. He groaned softly, pushing himself up from his cosy bed. His feet were cold on the hardwood floor as he made his way to the bathroom down the hallway.

The house was eerily quiet; even though it was still early, everyone else seemed to be asleep. As Bobby made it down the hallway, he noticed a faint light peeking out from under his parents’ bedroom door. He paused for a moment, frowning slightly before shrugging off his curiosity and continuing towards the bathroom. His bladder was starting to burn already; he could hardly hold it in any longer.

As he approached his parent’s room, the noise grew louder and more distinct — a mix of murmured conversations, hushed laughter, and occasional whispers. It wasn’t alarming or concerning, just unusual considering how they usually slept like rocks after dinner. He quietly made his way to the kitchen to retrieve a glass before returning to their door. Carefully pressing the glass against the door, he listened in on whatever was happening inside.

The sounds were becoming clearer as he held his ear against the wood. He could hear his mother’s voice, a bit higher-pitched than usual but still recognizable. She was giggling softly, almost in shock or surprise. Then there was a faint squeal — Beth? Bobby’s heart started to race as he tried to make sense of it all. The giggling continued, followed by the sound of someone moaning softly – it almost sounded like his dad.

Bobby shivered, feeling cold despite the warmth of the glass in his hand. What on Earth could they be doing in there? His mind raced with possibilities, none of them good. As he stood there frozen in fear and confusion, he heard Beth’s voice again.

“Oh yes, Daddy. Just like that! Don’t stop!” she gasped dramatically before letting out another squeal of pleasure.

His cheeks flushing redder than they already were from embarrassment, Bobby backed away slowly from the door, feeling like he was intruding on something private and intimate that he should never have heard. It felt like a violation. But Bobby had to know more.

The next morning, Bobby barely touched his breakfast, distracted by the events of last night. His parents looked at him with concern but he simply shrugged it off, insisting that he wasn’t feeling well. He had decided to stay home from school and try to find some answers to what he had heard. As he sat in his room, his mind raced with theories and questions, the sound of their giggles and moans still echoing in his ears.

After everyone else had left for work and school, Bobby began his investigation. He started by going through their closet, searching for anything that might give him answers. And there it was — a box hidden behind the coats and dresses. Inside, he found a video camera with a large collection of tapes next to it. The dates on the labels went back several years, and with shaking hands, he picked one up, popped it into the camera, and pressed play.

The fuzzy footage wasn’t much to look at at first; just his mom cooking dinner or his dad mowing the lawn. But then, as he scrolled through the tapes, he came across one labeled ‘Family Vacation’. Curiosity getting the better of him, he loaded it into the camera and hit play.

The screen flickered to life, showing their trip to Disneyland five years ago. Bobby grinned as he watched them ride roller coasters and pose for photos in front of Sleeping Beauty’s Castle. But then something strange caught his eye — his dad appeared from behind a tree with a sly smile on his face while his mom wasn’t looking. He winked at the camera before pulling her close and planting a sloppy kiss on her lips — right there in public! Bobby felt like he was watching something forbidden — heat crawled up his neck as he realized what was going on.

The video continued, and Bobby’s heart began to pound in his chest as he watched his parents engage in passionate kisses behind screen doors at the amusement park. They didn’t care who saw them or what others thought — they were lost in their world of desire. He watched with growing horror as they made their way back to their hotel room that night, his mom giggling and teasing him about staying up late. As soon as the door closed behind them, though, she turned to face his father and wrapped her arms around his neck slowly undressing herself with a playful smile on her face.

She slid her hands over his chest, feeling the warmth of his skin against hers. Her lips trailed kisses down his neck as she teased him further by whispering dirty things into his ear that made him shiver with anticipation.

His mother finally reached her destination – his father’s pants – and slowly unbuttoned them before sliding them off along with his boxers revealing a hard shaft standing tall before her. She took it into her hand gently stroking it up and down while looking into its eyes seductively. It twitched slightly under her touch sending shivers through its core while she leaned in closer to taste its tip with her tongue teasingly licking his throbbing cock. and the tape ends and Bobby plays the next tape.

He felt sick to his stomach as he watched a recent soccer game of Beth’s team being recorded by his parents. They seemed more interested in capturing the girls’ behinds than the game itself, their camera zooming in on skinny legs and round butts as the girls ran around the field. Bobby could practically hear his dad salivating through the television speakers as he narrated their actions, commenting on how … ”Sexy those little girls are.” His mom joined in, her voice high-pitched and breathy … “Does this get you as hard as it gets me wet?”

Bobby couldn’t believe what he was seeing — or rather, hearing. His parents were perverts! Excitement mixed with disgust as he watched them leer at the innocent children playing sports. They murmured to each other about which girl they found most attractive, giggling like schoolgirls themselves.

Suddenly, during the half-time break, Beth ran up to the stands to get some water from her mom. She handed her the bottle and leaned in for a kiss on the cheek, which turned into something more passionate as their lips locked together in a long kiss that left both of them breathless and flushed with desire. Bobby’s father could barely hold back his laughter as he filmed this intimate moment between mother and daughter.

“You two are something else,” he chuckled, teasingly, “I don’t think I’ve ever seen such a sexy sight.”

“Mmm,” cooed Bobby’s mom between kisses, “So, do you have any problem with us?”

She winked suggestively before pulling away from Beth and taking another swig of water. Beth blushed bright red but didn’t seem bothered by their public display of affection; if anything, she seemed to enjoy it.

Beth stumbled back to the team, out of breath but still sporting a wide smile. She couldn’t believe how much fun that little kiss was! It made her feel so loved and desired. She grabbed her water bottle and took a long swig, feeling the cool liquid slide down her parched throat. Her cheeks were flushed from embarrassment but also from excitement. She wiped away any traces of saliva on her lips before taking her place again in the game.

Bobby could hardly stand watching as his parents continued to film every move Beth made on the field. The camera zoomed in on her little behind every time she kicked the ball, capturing every bounce and sway of her hips in slow motion. Bobby felt like throwing up at their perverted behavior. He wished he could tell someone about it, make them understand how wrong this all was … but who would believe him? His parents were respected members of the community, after all.

The second half of the game started, and things didn’t get any better for Bobby’s eyes or ears. His dad cheered every time his sister scored a goal — even if it meant he missed an incredible save by their opponent’s goalie. Meanwhile, his mom kept whispering dirty remarks under her breath about how “sexy those young athletes” were as they moved around onscreen. Bobby wanted to crawl into a hole and die from embarrassment.

As the final buzzer sounded and their team erupted in cheers, Beth’s heart soared with overwhelming joy. She sprinted towards her parents, the camera still rolling in her hand, capturing every moment of this unforgettable victory.

“I’ll be back soon, just need to take a quick shower!” she exclaimed breathlessly.

Her mother smiled proudly and nodded, reminding her that her brother was out with friends for the day and her younger sister was visiting their grandmother, leaving them with the house to themselves. The thought of all three of them showering together brought a mischievous twinkle to Beth’s eyes.

“Then what are you waiting for?”

And the camera stops. After a few seconds of blackness, the video restarted. The camera was positioned on a tripod in Bobby’s parents’ bedroom, facing towards the open door of the ensuite bathroom.

“Let’s get you out of those sweaty clothes,” Bobby’s mom appeared on screen, saying to Beth.

Beth eagerly responded with an excited.

“Oh, yes please,” wiggling her cute preteen butt as she did so.

The room was filled with the scent of floral perfume and the sound of gentle laughter as the two girls prepared for their next activity. The warm light from the bedroom window shone down on them, casting a soft glow on their youthful faces and adding a sense of innocence to the scene. Outside, birds chirped and sang in the trees, unaware of the mischief happening inside.

Beth’s mother knelt down behind her and began to gently remove the sweat-soaked clothing. As she did, she couldn’t help but inhale deeply, taking in the pungent scent of her daughter’s sweat.

“You always smell so good after practice,” she exclaimed, a hint of desire in her voice.

Beth blushed, feeling both embarrassed and flattered by her mother’s words. The summer heat had made them both sweat profusely, but for some reason, the way it clung to their bodies only seemed to intensify their bond as mother and daughter. The sound of their breathing and rustling fabric filled the air as they continued to share this intimate moment.

As Beth’s mother kneels behind her, she gently removes her daughter’s pants, revealing smooth, youthful skin. With delicate movements, she then slips off Beth’s top, exposing her blossoming chest. Her mother’s warm breath tickles the back of Beth’s thighs as she leans in between them, her hands reaching around to cup the young girl’s budding breasts.

Both mother and daughter gasp in pleasure as their bodies press together. In a moment of pure ecstasy, Beth’s mother invites her husband over with a sultry voice. He eagerly enters the frame and drops to his knees in front of Beth, inhaling deeply and moaning in approval at the intoxicating scent of his daughter’s crotch. The air is filled with a heady mix of desire and taboo as the family embraces their forbidden desires.

After a few moments of Beth being orally pleasured by her parents from the front and back, her mother breaks off and says how about that shower. they pull themselves apart, and Beth shakes her butt while walking into the ensuite. her parents strip off their clothes, their arousal apparent, and follow her in.

The warm water cascades down from the showerhead as Beth steps inside, letting out a content sigh. Her mother follows, closing the door behind her, and then her father joins them, his cock already half-hard at the thought of being surrounded by their nudity. The family stands close together under the water, letting it rinse off their sweat and dirt.

Bobby’s mom begins to wash her daughter’s hair, gently massaging her scalp as she lathers up shampoo. Meanwhile, Bobby’s father steps up behind Beth, trailing his fingers along her slick skin as he reaches around to stroke his daughter’s pussy. She squirms in delight, moaning softly as he slips a finger inside her. His wife joins in the fun, kneeling to take one of Beth’s nipples into her mouth while working her daughter’s clit with her thumb.

The scene is a symphony of sensations — the warm water washing over them, soft soapsuds lathering on their skin, gentle kisses and nibbles on exposed flesh, and gentle humming as they all enjoy each other’s company. As the trio loses themselves in pleasure, Bobby’s parents switch places — his mother now attending to his daughter’s breasts while his father continues to finger-fuck her pussy. Beth closes her eyes and leans against the cool tile wall for support, letting out little whimpers of delight as they work their magic on her body

“Mom?” Beth asks, feeling the foreign sensation in her lower abdomen.

“Yes, honey?” Her mother replies, her voice soft and tender as she rinses off Beth’s hair from the shampoo.

“I … I think I need to pee,” Beth stutters, feeling a bit shy about it but also curious about what might happen next.

There’s a pause before her mother responds, a hint of desire in her voice.

“Do it in my mouth,” she says without missing a beat.

Beth blushes, feeling both embarrassed and flattered by her mother’s words. The summer heat has made them both sweat profusely, but somehow the way it clings to their bodies only seems to intensify their bond as mother and daughter. The sound of their breathing and rustling fabric fills the air as they continue to share this intimate moment.

Bobby’s father moves closer behind his wife, his hardening cock brushing against her ass as he watches his daughter closely through half-lidded eyes. He can see the confusion and curiosity on Beth’s face as she looks up at him with wide eyes, not quite sure what’s happening but trusting her parents nonetheless. His mother takes one of her hands off Beth’s head to cup her breasts, teasing herself as she waits for the young girl to relieve herself.

As Beth releases a small stream into her mother’s waiting mouth, she gasps

“Ahh, so hot!” Bobby’s mom exclaims as she savors the taste of her daughter’s pee.

It’s not the first time they’ve done this, but it never gets old for them – sharing everything, including bodily fluids. Beth’s mother swirls her tongue around, lapping up every drop of the warm liquid like it’s the sweetest nectar she’s ever tasted. She looks up at her husband with pleading eyes, nodding towards where he stands behind her. Without hesitation, he steps in closer and presses his hardened cock to her wet pussy lips. She groans as he slowly pushes inside, filling her up with his thick length.

Beth feels a mix of emotions — both embarrassed and aroused by what’s happening before her eyes. Her father fucking his wife while she suckled on her own daughter’s pee — it should be wrong, but somehow it feels right in this twisted world of theirs. Her mother moans loudly as Bobby’s dad begins to thrust gently inside her, their bodies slapping together with each motion.

The water droplets on their skin sparkle in the dimly lit bathroom, reflecting the soft light from the mirror above the sink. The steam fills the area with a hazy fog that only serves to heighten everyone’s senses. Beth shivers slightly as she feels another wave of pleasure wash over her from her father’s skilled fingers inside her puss

Bobby’s mother continues to drink her daughter’s pee, not missing a drop as she moans and tastes the salty nectar, her eyes rolling back in pleasure. She looks up at Beth’s father with adoration, her tongue circling happily around the inside of her mouth to taste herself. His thrusts grow deeper and harder as he takes his turn to enjoy their shared experience.

The bathroom is alive with their primal noises; the squeaking of wet bodies rubbing together, the slapping of skin against skin, the sucking sounds of their tongues and lips meeting. The warm water splashes against them all, adding to the steamy atmosphere. Bobby watches in awe as his sister lays back in the tub, seemingly lost in ecstasy as she feels her flesh being invaded by both parents. Her legs spread wide open invitingly, begging for more contact from anyone who dares to explore.

The scent of sex fills the room — Bobby’s mind is rushing, lost, and conflicted but not his body, his cock twitches within his shorts, watching this most perverted of videos. It has never been so obvious before but it does nothing to hide its unmistakable outline against his young body. He can see his reflection in the mirror, face flushed with arousal as he watches his family making love right before him on film. His mother’s moans become louder now as she reaches climax; her walls tightening around her husband’s cock while he pumps faster into her wetness.

Carefully placing each item back into its designated spot in the closet, he couldn’t shake off the unsettling feeling in his gut. The earlier bout of sickness had passed, but now he felt truly unwell. Sick with longing and envy, his mind raced with thoughts of all the secrets that may still be hidden. How long has this deception been going on? Are there even more layers of deceit to uncover?

As he made his way back to bed, the weight of it all settled heavily on his shoulders, suffocating him like a heavy cloak. He could only hope that the truth would soon reveal itself and set him free from this suffocating web of lies and betrayal.

CHAPTER TWO

Bobby spent the rest of the day in bed, his mind swirling with images from the video he had just watched. His parents and sister engaged in the most perverted acts — lesbian encounters, golden showers, and the corruption of his sister’s innocence. The shock and disgust he felt were mixed with a strange sense of arousal as he watched his family members engage in taboo behavior.

But underlying it all was a burning jealousy that he had been left out of these twisted activities. He couldn’t shake off the conflicting emotions that consumed him as he lay in bed, trying to make sense of what he had witnessed. The room felt stifling and oppressive, suffocating him as he replayed the scenes over and over again in his mind. It was a disturbing mix of taboo desires and revulsion that left him feeling unsettled and unsure of how to process it all.

As the front door creaked open, signaling his mom Ally’s arrival home from work, Bobby lay in bed, still faking feeling under the weather. She came into his room and checked in on him, gently placing a hand on his forehead to check for any signs of fever.

He flinched slightly at her touch, but she assured him that he seemed to be getting better. As she left the room, she mentioned that dinner would be ready shortly. To Bobby, his mother’s touch now sparked a whole new set of sensations and thoughts. He couldn’t help but be aware of where her fingers had been before, inside his sister during their afternoon activities. His body responded with an unfamiliar surge of arousal at her touch, leaving him confused and conflicted.

As Bobby made his way down to the dining room, he could already hear the soft clinking of silverware and the low murmur of conversation. His parents, Ally and Andy, sat at one end of the long wooden table, while his sisters Beth and Becky chattered away at the other end. He couldn’t help but feel a pang of disappointment as he realized they had started dinner without him. It seemed like he was constantly being left out lately.

The week was coming to an end, with only one more day until Friday. As Ally announced that her parents would be staying for the weekend, Bobby’s heart sank even further. He had been looking forward to spending the weekend camping with his friends, but it seemed like that plan was now out of the question.

“Mom,” Bobby spoke up, “Did you forget I’m going camping with my mates tomorrow after school?”

Ally’s expression turned apologetic.

“Oh no, I completely forgot! But your grandparents will be here all weekend, so you can see them on Sunday when you get back.”

Bobby felt conflicted as he thought about spending time with his grandparents versus going on a camping trip with his friends. But in the end, he couldn’t help but feel happy that he would at least get to see them on Sunday. The tension in the air lifted slightly as they continued their dinner together, but Bobby couldn’t shake off the feeling that something had changed between them all.

From the moment Ally suggested a camping trip, she couldn’t stop thinking about it. It was the perfect opportunity for her and Bobby, who were involved in a taboo relationship, to escape from judgment and indulge in their love without fear. Growing up in an incestuous household, this lifestyle was all Ally knew, and she saw nothing wrong with it. It was their secret bond that only grew stronger with time.

As dinner ended, Bobby started to wonder if his mother had intentionally suggested the camping trip as a way to get him out of the house. After all, it was her idea. He quickly came up with a plan to avoid the trip by telling his school friends that he was grounded for fighting with his sisters. He knew they wouldn’t question it and would continue on with their camping plans to avoid raising any suspicions. He also made sure to make himself scarce so no one would see him secretly spying on his family over the weekend.

The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm orange glow over the landscape. As Friday evening arrived, Bobby’s friends packed up their camping gear and headed out into nature, leaving him behind. But instead of feeling lonely or disappointed, Bobby was relieved. He had other plans for the night.

His neighbors were away on vacation, leaving their shed empty and available for Bobby to hide out in. As the night grew darker, he could see the lights flickering on in his parent’s bedroom window. Curiosity got the best of him and he crept over to get a closer look.

Through the window, he could make out his father and sister locked in an intimate sixty-nine position, seemingly unaware of anything else around them. But something was missing – his mother wasn’t there. Where could she be? Bobby couldn’t help but wonder as he watched the scene unfold before him.

Bobby’s heart raced as he watched his sister, Beth, straddling their father Andy’s lap in the bedroom. He couldn’t believe his eyes as she guided his hardened erection into her tight, wet pussy. The sound of her hips slapping against him echoed through the empty house. His sister gasped in pleasure, throwing her head back and exposing her neck to him. The sight of their intercourse only fueled Bobby’s arousal, and he couldn’t help but stroke his cock in the darkness just watching them.

In the dim lighting of his parents’ room, Bobby’s heart pounded in his chest as he watched in awe. His sister, Beth, was riding his father with a ferocity that took his breath away. Andy’s hands gripped her hips tightly, guiding her up and down on him as she moaned loudly with each thrust. Their bodies slick with sweat glistened under the soft glow of the bedside lamp. The scent of their arousal filled the otherwise quiet room, making it difficult for Bobby to catch his breath.

As he watched from his hiding spot outside the window, Bobby couldn’t help but feel a mix of emotions – lust, excitement, and shame all swirling together. His palms were sweaty as he gripped the window frame more tightly, biting his lip to stifle any noise that might give away his presence. He longed to join them, to feel his sister’s soft skin against his own and taste their passionate love. But at the same time, he knew it was wrong; society taught him that this kind of relationship was taboo and unnatural.

He wished he could escape from these cruel thoughts and just enjoy this moment with them. Instead, they clouded his mind as he watched Beth bounce up and down on Andy’s cock harder and faster. Her breasts jiggled enticingly with each movement, nipples hard from excitement. Andy groaned loudly while trying to keep quiet himself — struggling not to wake their youngest daughter, Becky, who slept soundly in the next room.

But it was clear that they were both lost in the moment, consumed by their desire for each other. Bobby’s cock throbbed in his hand as he watched, watching as Beth leaned forward and gave her father a passionate kiss while still riding him. Their tongues danced together, tangling and twisting as if they were the only two people in the world at that moment.

The sight of his sister’s ass cheeks clenching around his father’s cock sent shudders of pleasure through Bobby’s body. He couldn’t believe how tight she was — how incredibly hot it all looked. He wanted to be inside her too, feel those amazing cheeks squeeze around him as well. As he watched from the darkness outside, Bobby felt a rush of jealousy wash over him; why couldn’t he be the one filling his sister up like this? Why did it have to be their dad?

Despite his conflicting emotions, Bobby couldn’t look away from the scene unfolding before him. The erotic dance between father and daughter continued, with Andy finally reaching climax first. He pulled Beth off him and shot his load deep inside her, groaning loudly as he did so. She moaned in ecstasy as she felt his warm seed pump into her childish womb.

But Becky wasn’t asleep in the next room, her mother was in there too, sitting on the edge of her daughter’s bed and recounting stories about her childhood. She spoke lovingly of her special bond with her parents, Connie and Cody, and their close relationship with sister Beth. This weekend, Becky’s grandparents would be visiting to officially welcome her into the family lifestyle – just as they had done for Beth at this very same age. The anticipation and excitement filled the air, making it almost tangible to young Becky as she drifted off to sleep with a smile on her face.

CHAPTER THREE

As the sun rose on a lazy Saturday morning, Beth, Becky, Andy, and Ally gathered around the breakfast table. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the air as they chatted and laughed. Suddenly, Becky turned to her sister.

“How many times has Dad made you cum?” she asked in a hushed tone.

Beth’s cheeks flushed pink as she leaned in closer to share the intimate details of her sexual experiences with her father – how he knew just where to touch and what to say to drive her wild. A mischievous grin spread across Becky’s face.

“I can’t wait for tonight when granny and gramps will finally initiate me into our family’s taboo ritual.”

The thought of joining her relatives in their secret incestuous activities sent shivers down Becky’s spine and stirred an unfamiliar excitement within her.

Ally drove her car through the bustling streets, anticipation building in her chest as she made her way to the airport. Her parents were arriving just before lunch and she couldn’t wait to see them. At home, Andy was busy preparing for Becky’s big initiation into their incestuous family this evening.

As Ally pulled up to the airport, she could feel a familiar warmth pooling between her legs. She tried to ignore it as she waited for her parents in the crowded arrivals area. Finally, she caught sight of them walking through the gate and waved excitedly, feeling her heart skip a beat. The three of them embraced tightly, showering each other with kisses and affection. As her father hugged her, his hand discreetly squeezed her backside while her mother’s fingers brushed against her sensitive center. It took all of Ally’s willpower not to moan out loud.

Unbeknownst to the oblivious crowd around them, a steamy reunion was taking place right under their noses. But for Ally and her family, it was just another day in their taboo-filled world.

After a long flight, Ally& her parents drove out of the airport, Ally’s mother let out a small sigh and mentioned how hungry she was. They decided to take a break from their journey and stop for lunch. After driving for a bit, they came upon a charming little cafe that Ally remembered from previous trips. It had a cosy private booth nestled in the corner, perfect for catching up without any distractions. The scent of freshly brewed coffee and sizzling bacon filled the air as they settled into the booth, ready for some much-needed nourishment after their travels.

Ally and her parents gracefully slide into the plush, round booth seat at their favorite coffee shop. Her mother beams with pride as she tells Ally that she looks as stunning as ever and how much she has missed her. Their embrace is filled with longing and love Connie slips two fingers into ger daughter’s vagina.

As they settle into sipping their hot drinks, Connie leans in to tell Ally something important. Curious, Ally leans in too and asks what it is. With a serious tone, Connie reveals that she and Cody have recently started going to church. Shocked, Ally nearly choked on her coffee and exclaimed, “You guys are going to church after all the wild adventures we’ve had together?”

Cody interjects, explaining that it’s not a traditional church. They have been initiated into the Church of Satan. Ally’s eyes widen in fascination and intrigue as she eagerly asks for more details.

The cosy coffee shop suddenly feels charged with unexpected energy as Connie and Cody share their experiences with the unconventional church. Excitement and curiosity fill Ally’s mind as she listens intently to their stories, eager to learn more about this intriguing new aspect of her parents’ lives.

Ally’s parents sat her down and began to tell her about their new “Church,” which was more accurately described as a coven. They spoke of the Church of Satan, a place dedicated to indulging in all sorts of taboo activities, particularly incest. According to her parents, this church was full of families just like theirs, where every member engaged in sexual relations with each other without any boundaries or shame. As they shared more details of their experiences since joining the church, Ally felt herself growing increasingly aroused and eager to be a part of it all.

Her parents expressed their desire for Ally and her family to also join the church, and she couldn’t help but shiver in anticipation at the thought. However, there was a small problem – Bobby, Ally’s son, had no idea about their family’s activities or the existence of this church. Or at least that’s what Ally believed. But deep down, she knew that Bobby may have some idea of the depraved acts happening within their family and couldn’t help but feel a tinge of excitement at the thought of him being involved too.

As the lunch conversation continued, Connie and Cody’s voices grew lower and more hushed, as though they didn’t want anyone else at the cafe to overhear their sordid tales. The air around them felt thick with secrets and excitement, amplified by the aroma of freshly brewed coffee and sizzling bacon.

“Well, darling,” Connie whispered into Ally’s ear, “You see, in our church, we worship the Dark Lord himself through various rituals and celebrations. And one such celebration is the Satanic incest orgy.”

Her fingers continued to tease her daughter’s folds as she spoke, causing a warm tingle to spread through Ally’s body.

“Yes,” Cody chimed in, “It’s an experience like no other. We all gather together, families included, and indulge in lustful acts that would otherwise be deemed taboo by society.”

He couldn’t help but give his daughter a wink as he said this.

Ally shivered at the thought of being surrounded by so much depravity. The idea of witnessing her own family members engaging in such acts sent her heart racing with anticipation. She could almost feel herself getting wet at the thought of Bobby joining in on the fun too.

Connie then confessed that there were even special rooms dedicated to these orgies – large spaces filled with nothing but beds and various sex toys where members could explore their darkest desires

The more Connie and Cody described the Church of Satan’s rituals, the more captivated Ally became. Her heart beat faster in her chest as they spoke of how family members would strip off their clothes and couple openly with one another without any shame or guilt. The idea was both terrifying and exhilarating to her.

“It’s like a never-ending orgy,” Cody continued, his voice hoarse with excitement, “We lose ourselves in pleasure for hours on end, forgetting about everything else but our primal desires.”

The image of her parents engaged in such acts made Ally’s pussy tingle uncontrollably. She could almost feel her juices dripping down her thighs at the thought of watching them together.

Connie leaned closer to her daughter, running a finger along Ally’s jawline as she spoke about how each family had their unique twist on these orgies. Some families incorporated light bondage or BDSM into their sessions while others focused solely on group sex encounters. The possibilities seemed endless in this secret world where nothing was off-limits.

Ally visualized herself being part of these orgies, entwined with her husband and children. She couldn’t help but wonder what it would feel like to have Bobby’s hard cock inside her while he watched his grandparents fuck each other senselessly nearby. Her breath caught in her throat at the thought.

“And,” Connie whispered.

Their conversation continued, sending shivers down Andy’s spine. It was obvious from their whispers and glances that they wanted her to know more about this sinful side of their family life.

“We have our sanctuary,” Connie confessed, “A place where we can explore our darkest urges without fear of judgment or discovery.”

Her voice was hushed but full of excitement.

Cody nodded in agreement, a mischievous grin playing at the corners of his lips.

“It’s like walking into an erotic wonderland,” he murmured, leaning in close to Ally’s ear.

She could feel his warm breath brushing against her skin as he described the room filled with candles and incense, creating a sensual atmosphere perfect for their twisted desires.

The thought of Bobby being initiated into these rituals made Ally’s heart race even faster. What would it be like for him? Would he enjoy being taken by his grandparents?

The more details Connie and Cody shared, the more excited Ally became. Her juices were flowing freely now, her body craving to be touched and used in these ways. She could feel her heart beat faster, her breath coming in short gasps as they spoke of the other families and their participation in the orgies. The thought of watching her parents and Bobby, Beth and Becky being taken by others was almost too much for her to bear.

Connie went on to explain that there were often feasts after the orgies, with foods that would make any satanist salivate. Dishes like roasted lamb drenched in blood sauce or chocolate cake filled with ants were commonplace here. The scent of spicy incense filled the air as they spoke of these decadent treats, making Andy’s mouth water despite himself. Even the most taboo of dishes were on the menu.

Cody whispered about how some families even performed sacrifices during their ceremonies, offering up animals or even humans as a sign of their devotion to Lucifer. Ally shuddered at the thought but couldn’t deny the thrill running through her veins. It was as if she were being pulled deeper and deeper into this web of depravity, unable to resist its allure.

As they spoke about the sanctuary itself, Ally could almost picture it in her mind’s eye — a room filled with shadows and flickering candlelight, echoing with moans and groans of pleasure. She imagined her beautiful children being taken by lust.

As their discussion continued, details about other families participating in these rituals began to emerge. Ally listened intently as Connie described how some couples would engage in public displays of affection while others claimed private areas to indulge in secret fantasies. The air around them seemed charged with lust as Connie teased her daughter

Ally’s breath hitched at her mother’s words, her heart racing. The thought of being part of this hidden world filled with taboo pleasures was intoxicating, and she could feel herself getting wetter by the second. She licked her lips, tasting the sweet tang of anticipation. Her mind raced with images of what it would be like to watch Bobby experience the depravity that ran rampant in this secret society, his body being used for the pleasure of others while he watched his family members do the same. Would he cry out in pleasure or pain? Would he beg for more as he was taken by his grandparents? These thoughts sent shivers down her spine.

Cody joined in eagerly, describing the rituals that took place after each orgy. He spoke about how some families would perform sacrifices as offerings to Lucifer — a chill ran down Ally’s spine at the thought — and how much was she willing to give.

The night continued, and the more Connie and Cody shared, the more Ally’s mind spun with images of her family entangled in depraved pleasures. As they spoke of their lust for scat and fisting, she couldn’t help but feel an unfamiliar heat burning inside her. It was as if a part of her was unlocking desires she didn’t know she possessed. The thought of watching Bobby, Beth, and Becky being taken by their grandparents while she was used by her husband sent shivers of anticipation down her spine.

“We’ve even gone as far as performing anal fisting on each other,” Cody confessed in a hushed voice, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

Ally gasped softly at the thought of such taboo acts taking place within her family circle. The word “fisting” sent a shiver through her body as she imagined herself being stretched to accommodate something so large inside her ass or pussy.

“And we’ve discovered that we love it dirty!” Connie chimed in, “We don’t just stick to vanilla sex anymore; we indulge in all sorts of filthiness!”

She giggled wickedly, revealing a trinket around her neck — a small golden amulet engraved with the image of a devilishly grinning skeleton. It seemed to glow in the dim light, casting eerie shadows across their faces.

As they continued, details

Ally’s mind was reeling with excitement and curiosity. The more her parents divulged about their newfound lifestyle, the more intrigued she became. She listened intently as they spoke of their final ritual before revealing this secret to her — a sumptuous feast where everyone engaged in oral sex while eating off one another’s bodies. The thought of tasting her own family’s fluids sent electric shockwaves through her system.

Her body was on fire now, and she could feel herself wetness seeping through her panties. She imagined Cody fucking her hard from behind while Bobby watched, his little cock rock-hard from arousal. She pictured Beth and Becky being taken by their grandparents too, moaning in pleasure as their young pussies were stretched and filled. The thought made Ally’s pussy clench uncontrollably around nothing as she tried to quell the rising desire for more.

As they shared more explicit details about their adventures into depravity, Connie whispered about how she had taken multiple men’s cumshots directly into her mouth and arse unprotected during a Satanic orgy, savoring the salty taste on her tongue like fine wine. Her mother’s confession sent shivers down Ally’s spine, and she found herself wondering what it would be like to taste Bobby’s cum for the first time. Would she love it? Would she want more?

The conversation turned even darker when Cody revealed his desire to introduce Ally to scat and fisting. Ally felt her breath hitch as he described how he had eased his fist into Connie’s ass, admitting that it got him as high as the sight of his cum shooting onto his wife’s face. Her stomach churned with a mix of revulsion and excitement she couldn’t quite place. Despite herself, she couldn’t help but imagine her father’s rough hands gripping her asshole, preparing him to take her in ways she never thought possible.

Ally’s stomach churns with nervous anticipation as she and her parents finish a quick lunch. They rush home, eager to join Andy and the girls who are feverishly preparing for tonight’s initiation ceremony. The air is thick with tension and excitement as they gather supplies and double-check their plans, ready to induct the new member into their inner circle.

THE END OF CHAPTER THREE