Family 2 by Syd

Disclaimer: The following is fiction. The story’s content is not representative of 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 any unlawful activity as depicted in the story. 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.

Feature Writer: Syd Hobart

Feature Title: Family 2

Published: 28.10.2024

Story codes: Incest, Blasphemy, Satanism. WS

Link: Family 1 — https://littlesally666.com/family-1-by-syd-hobart/

Author’s Note: This is fantasy and the continuation of my story (10.11.2023)

Synopsis: A family’s journey into depravity.

Family 2

Ginny held her mom’s hand as they climbed the stairs to and stopped outside the master bedroom. They stood at the door, both naked, hand in hand but not holding each other’s hands. Loving family members but now as incestuous lovers. Having destroyed one of the great taboos of pure love that should hold together members of a family. They had broken a sacred bond but there was no guilt or remorse.

What they now share felt good to both of them. It felt exciting. Both mother and daughter had crossed a threshold that should never have been breached, and to them, their incestuous act had been so fucking exciting. They felt good and exhilarated. Their cunts dripped. They could still feel how each other’s tongues felt when they kissed and sucked each other’s saliva.

Ginny didn’t quite understand why her world had suddenly been turned upside down, or why she was suddenly having lewd sex with her mother. But it was good. She liked it. Her hairless cunt was moist. She tingled all over. Her Mom’s soft hand holding her own was now different — holding Mommy’s hand like a lover — not just a daughter. Ginny knew she was experiencing adult, grown-up stuff she previously believed she would not know about until later in life but she loved it. It made her feel so good.

Ginny wondered, still with what innocence she still possessed, if all girls in her class were having the same experiences with their parents, in their own homes, at that time, like it was some kind of coming-of-age ritual.

As if to maybe answer her still confused mind, Ginny’s mom turned to her, stroked Ginny’s hair, then ran her soft hand down Ginny’s naked back to fondle Ginny’s soft, cute bum. The look in her mom’s eyes was one of excited lust. Ginny could sense her mom was excited, she could see the tip of her mom’s tongue protruding from her mouth as her mom leaned forward to kiss Ginny passionately on the mouth.

Her mom’s tongue filled Ginny’s mouth. Ginny responded kissing her mother on her lips lewdly while her mom’s soft hand still groped Ginny’s arse. The two incestuous lovers lewdly, without shame, French kissed, swapped spit, sucking each other’s tongues, just like lesbian lovers. Moaning into each other’s mouths until finally her mom reluctantly broke away.

Replacing her tongue with her fingers which she inserted into Ginny’s eager sucking lips, thrusting two fingers in and out of Ginny’s mouth in a fucking motion.

“Suck me, slut!”

Her mother’s command made Ginny suck on her mother’s fingers, wrapping her eager lips around the two fingers, sucking them, and covering them with saliva. Ginny looked into her mother’s eyes. She saw her mother’s wicked, lustful gaze, looking deep into Ginny’s soul, wickedly toying with Ginny, having fun. Ginny could see her mom was excited and aggressive at the same time, and Ginny liked it, for she realized she enjoyed being her mom’s sexual toy. Her cunt was so moist, she so wanted to finger herself, but everything was happening so fast, so many things, so much she was trying to understand.

Her mom stopped thrusting her fingers in and out of Ginny’s mouth. Withdrawing her wet fingers from Ginny’s sucking lips, her mom held them up in front of her face and began sucking Ginny’s saliva from them.

Then, bringing her right hand up from Ginny’s ass she had been molesting, she tilted Ginny’s head back slightly. Putting a finger on Ginny’s chin to gesture that Ginny should open her mouth, her mom spat into Ginny’s mouth, then locked lips once again in an aggressive, passionate French kiss. Ginny was shocked by her mom’s dirty act but responded with her deep French kiss back, she could not get enough of her mom’s mouth on hers, and she eagerly responded as lewdly and as passionately as her older lesbian lover. The two lewd lovers parted lips.

As they gazed at each other, panting, wet pussies dripping juices down their warm thighs, high on last, Mommy spoke, almost as if to answer some of the questions that still confused Ginny’s young mind.

“Darling Ginny, my sexy little slut, I know you may be confused by all this, bet you never expected to be licking your own mother’s wet, slimy cunt when you got home from school today, did you? Or to be sucking your own mother’s tongue, did you?”

Ginny gazed at her mom’s lustful eyes. Her mom didn’t swear usually, so this too was a shock to Ginny, hearing her mom using dirty language. Ginny answered her mom by shaking her head and her mom could see Ginny was looking for answers. Her mom continued.

“Today I was introduced to a new church, by our new priest, Father Connor, and his lovely black rapist friend, Mr Jacobs. We will still go to church on Sundays, but there’s another aspect to the church which is a secret kind of club, and Ginny, it must remain a secret. Only those who have been prepared and chosen can be members. It’s a Satanic club Ginny, a secret society that follows and worships Satan. It’s a church where we give and receive pleasure to each other. We can do the kinds of dirty, sexy things you and Mommy have been doing since you arrived home. You did enjoy what we did, didn’t you Ginny?”

Ginny tried to take in what her mom was telling her. Worshipping Satan? Doing sexy things to each other? Secret society? Her young mind was trying to understand all this, confusing so it was, but it had been exciting, doing these sexy things, and if her parents were a part of this secret society, this church of Satan, it must be okay.

“Well Ginny, what do you say? Would you like to be a part of this secret club, darling? It’s all about enjoying ourselves and having so much fun with lots of other members. What do you say?”

Fun and doing exciting things would be good, though young Ginny. She had enjoyed eating out, kissing, and having sex with her mom. She would like more of these sexy sensations she was having. Ginny nodded to her mom.

“Yes, Mom … I want to join.”

“Good darling, I’m so glad, we are going to be a much happier family from now on.”

Her Mom was genuinely pleased with Ginny’s decision to be a part of this wickedly perverted church.

With that, Ginny’s Mom slowly opened the door to the master bedroom. Ginny’s expression changed. Her jaw dropped. Her eyes widened. Her Mom edged Ginny into the room.

“Oh, wow Mom, what’s happening? What’s that man doing to Daddy? Why is Daddy licking Father Connor’s butt?”

The room was lit by candles, black candles, and the light was soft, but the atmosphere in the room was a little chilling to the mind of a young girl, wicked, she thought, but sexy as it aroused her.

Her Mom stood by her side, but Ginny could not take her eyes off the scene in front of her. She noticed not just the atmosphere was different but not unpleasant. She was aroused by the smell of some strange herbs, the smell of sweat, cum, and piss was distinct. It was strong but not unpleasant to her, as the wickedness was beginning to envelop her … to possess her.

The television caught her eye. Her parents only watched the bedroom television when they had an early night but it was on. Ginny recognized it was showing porn with men, women, and children fucking. She assumed it must be a family. There were several more people in the film, one of which was Father Connor fucking, what Ginny assumed to be a young girl. Probably the daughter, while an older woman, the mother, sat on the young girl’s face, as the young girl eagerly licked her own mother’s wet cunt — just as Ginny had done earlier.

Ginny was aghast, even more so when she looked at the bed. A naked black man, Ginny assumed he must be the Mr. Jacobs her mother mentioned, the same Mr Jacobs her mother casually describes as …

“The nice Mr. Jacobs who had raped me,”

… was behind her naked father, ramming his black cock in and out of her Father’s arse. Her naked father had his tongue deep into the arse of Father Connor, licking Father Connor’s arse. Ginny had never seen anything like it.

Had never imagined anything like it. All three men were enjoying their threesome. Grunting hard, breathing heavily. Until Father Connor turned his head and looked lustfully at naked Ginny and her mom.

“Hello, my dears.”

As he moved away from Ginny’s dad’s arse licking and got off the bed and stood naked facing the two females. Father Connor had a cock Ginny could not ignore, still stiff, it stood erect between them.

“Welcome to our Church of Satan, Ginny. You don’t realize how special you are. The Dark Lord, Satan, has led you and your family to us. To join with us. You will be very well rewarded with unimaginable pleasures of the flesh. There will be lots of exciting times await us all in the future. The Dark Lord will reward us many times over. In due course, your parents will explain everything to you. Soon you will meet many of our members, who live in this town with us … as well as many, many more disciples of Satan. Both here in this country, and abroad. Your parents and I will answer your questions later. Please, drink this. It will relax you, it will increase the pleasures you will soon experience.”

Father Connor takes a cup from the bedside table, it is half full of what looks like some tea. It has a quite strong aroma. Ginny takes the cup from Father Connor’s hand and begins to drink. It’s not unpleasant. She sips, then drinks more.

“All of it, my dear,” Father Connor instructs her.

As she drank it, her eyes were open wide, once again. Father Connor and her Mom embraced. They put their arms around each other. They kissed passionately. Sucked each other’s tongues. Just as lewdly, as Ginny and her Mom had kissed earlier. Ginny knew that actually, none of this made sense still. She looked onto the bed, her Dad was still being fucked in his ass, by the black stranger. They were both grinning at her.

They were looking at her naked young body like she was a piece of meat. Ginny continued to look at them as she continued to drink. She realized that whatever the drink was, it was affecting her. She liked the lustful leering gaze of Mr Jacobs and her dad. She realized she enjoyed the attention of the two perverts, leering at her, even if one of them was her Father.

Ginny realized her cunt was wet. It was on fire. She moved a hand down to her wet fussy, and started rubbing herself.

Ginny’s attention was drawn to her naked mother, and the naked priest, Father Connor. Both had their arms around each other, kissing deeply, and passionately. They were like teen lovers. Though Ginny knew Father Connor was in his mid-fifties but still looked after himself as best he could. The two stopped their lewd embrace and broke off when they realized Ginny had finished all her special tea. Her Mom took the empty cup. It was obvious the special herbs that made up the drink were already affecting Ginny’s young mind and body.

Ginny’s eyes were glazed, she was fingering herself openly, and she smiled at the two adults.

“That was tasty. I feel kind of strange. But it feels so good,” she was panting by now.

“Excellent child,” Father Connor told her, “We will begin your initiation. Ginny, you must stay within this circle.”

Father Connor brought Ginny’s attention to a strange circle she had been standing in all along. The circle was made up of some cards which had illustrations printed on them, strange signs. There were some objects also which made up the circle. A skull that looked real. An upside-down cross. One or two other symbols, which Ginny did not recognize. But the last symbol looked like it was made of actual bone — human bone — and it had been carved to look like a cock. It had to be at least eight or nine inches long. Later Ginny was to be told it was modelled on Father Connor’s erection.

All this wickedness … the strange drink, symbols, perverted adults … it was all starting to appeal to young Ginny. It excited her. It made her wet. Making her horny.

Mr. Jacobs continued fucking her father. He feverishly rammed his cock into her own father’s ass. Her father grunted obscenely as his ass was pummelled. He gritted his teeth and pushed back onto Mr. Jacobs’s cock. They both looked at Father Connor, Ginny, and her Mom. Their eyes were full of lust. Breathing heavily.

The atmosphere in the room was changing, in a wicked way, it was becoming chilling, but the room’s occupants’ excitement and lust were becoming more intense. Ginny remained in the circle, she could not help but gaze at Father Connor’s stiff cock. Ginny’s mom knelt beside Ginny, on the edge of the circle. Father Connor put his hands on top of Ginny’s head.

“The prayer of Satan will fill us all with His unholy spirit, his wickedness will possess us, his evil lust will drive us and give us the strength to fulfill his demonic goals,” Father Connor said.

Then he spoke in an ancient tongue that he alone understood — he was calling on Satan and the demons of hell to possess them all — to possess him and use him to take the virginity of the pure Ginny, to defile and corrupt her, to bring her into Satan’s circle of recipes … so that she may learn, follow, carry out the wishes of the Dark Lord. So that he, Satan, should guide her and gift her with the powers to corrupt others, and lead them to Satan.

Everyone in the room could feel the pressure, intense atmosphere filled with the sounds of demonic chanting, the chants were in the air itself, though nobody could see anyone, or anything else except those that were already in the room. The chants from beyond had an evil, guttural sound, menacing, evil was among them, they could not see it, but it was within that room, possessing them. They were filled with heightened lust. It was electric, though sinister, it made them all horns, they, especially Ginny, were now disciples of Satan, and they felt good inside.

The distant chants within the room subsided, and the pressure they had felt also lessened. They looked around them. Father Connor had been in some kind of demonic trance for several minutes, but his breathing became more calm, though his cock was still erect, in front of the young Ginny. She looked up at Father Connor, looked at his cock, looked up at Father Connor again, smiled with the lust of a young harlot, and licked his cock, then took his cock into her young mouth, and began sucking cock like a whore, sucking a Priest’s cock at that.

Father Connor let her suck for a while, enjoying the pleasure of a virgin cock sucker’s soft lips wrapped around his stiff cock, his raging hard-on needed to violate her cunt, it was what the dark Lord demanded, and that command had to be fulfilled, even though Father Connor simply wanted to grab the little whore by the back of her head, and violently skull fuck the whore, and flood her throat with cum, the wishes of Satan had to be followed and fulfilled.

“Child,” he said to Ginny, “Do you promise to be a true bride and whore for Satan? To obey his command, and help us establish His Kingdom on earth? Do you pledge to do whatever the Master commands to achieve his goals to spread his message and corrupt and enslave anyone into Satan’s Church? Just as your parents have pledged.”

“I promise I will, Father Connor.”

“Excellent, my child of Satan,” said Father Connor.

Then, leaning forward, the priest placed his hands on her face, and slid his tongue into Ginny’s mouth, kissing her deeply, passionately, in front of her parents. Ginny responded with equal passion, returning the old Priest’s kiss, sucking on his tongue, like lovers do.

The priest broke off the sweet kiss, reluctantly, but knew there was more sweet wickedness soon to follow. Turning to Ginny’s mom, obediently still sitting next to the circle, the priest stood closer to her as she looked up at him, the priest, as if it was a normal course of action, took his cock in one hand, and casually urinated over the sitting mother. She didn’t even react. She was not shocked or protested.

As the yellow piss flowed from his cock, drenching the kneeling woman’s face and hair, she smiled, opened her mouth, and accepted the Priest’s piss into her mouth, swallowing as much as she could. Gulping down and swallowing these unholy perverts streaming piss, she did so as if she was drinking her favorite wine. What piss she missed, flowed onto the wooden floor, and she leaned forward and made loud slurping noises as she cleaned as much piss off the floor with her tongue.

“Join the men on the bed,” the priest told the piss slurping mother.

She stood up, lay in front of her husband who was still being arse fucked by Mr Jacobs, grabbed her husband’s hair, and pulled him into her pussy.

“Eat me you fucking faggot,” she demanded of her husband.

He tongued his hot wife’s pussy, tasting the cum that had earlier been flooded into her by Father Connor and Mr. Jacobs, he realized this day his long-suppressed bi-sexual tendencies could be enjoyed, and he planned to fuck as many males and females as he could, and the Church of Satan would give him many opportunities to experiment with both sexes.

Meanwhile, Father Connor had positioned young Ginny onto her back, on the bed. He spread her slim soft legs, looking down at her bald gash, he ran a finger lightly over the slick lips, moist, glistening, itching for violation by Satan through Father Connor.

Father Connor positioned himself between the young girl’s legs. She saw his pulsing, veiny stiff cock. Her instincts told her this would be the day she became grown-up, a woman. More importantly, she would become a bride of Satan. His whore, just like her whore mother, and all the other girls and women would come to corrupt, for Satan.

Ginny lay under Father Connor, she could hear him breathing heavily. Ginny looked up into the eyes of the fallen priest. Ginny looked at him, full of wickedness, and lust, his eyes were not kind as Priests should be. He was evil, a perverted violator of Satan, a corruptor of goodness and innocence. He excited Ginny.

Father Connor, excited, breathing heavily, looked down at young Ginny trapped under him. Her lips half smiled, letting him know she was ready and willing to be corrupted by him. To taste the forbidden fruit that innocent young girls like her should not taste until much later in their lives. But Ginny was ready and willing, eager for the old priest to destroy her innocence, as he supported himself above her, and rubbed the tip of his bulbous cock head against her wet cunt.

“Father,” Ginny’s mother spoke from the side.

The priest glanced over into her lust-filled evil eyes, she still held her husband’s head between her legs.

“Father, don’t be gentle with my little whore!”

“No father, don’t be gentle when you violate me, rape fuck me, and fill me with Lord Satan’s sperm,” Ginny hissed from below Father Connor.

The priest stopped rubbing his cock playfully against Ginny’s fussy. With one long forceful thrust, he slid into the child’s fussy, not holding back, not caring, but purposefully violating her hymen covering his cock with her blood as she held onto him, clenched her teeth until the sharp pain gripped her, crying out briefly, Ginny’s eyes bulged as the Satanic priest withdrew slightly, then thrust again, battering Ginny’s fussy with his thick manhood.

Ginny continued to grit her teeth and cry out as each thrust opened her up, time after time the perverted old priest thrust forward, grunting obscenely, cursing, fucking away her childhood innocence in the name of Satan.

The pain in her pussy began to decrease, and the big cock violating her became more bearable until Ginny started to accept the banging her insides had to endure, and she began to relax a little. The lust in her grew. The need to be fucked grew. Ginny began to move her hips to the rhythm of the Priest’s thrusting cock. He picked up the pace, fucking her harder once he had broken her in. Her parents and Mr Jacobs looked on with evil lust in their very souls. Enjoying the violation of the young girl, adding to their excitement.

All Ginny could do while the priest fucked her lay there, enjoying the filthy act Father Connor was committing against her. She told the priest under her gasps between his thrusts, demanding he fuck her harder and harder, to fuck her and fill her with his cock.

“Fuck me, Priest. Fuck me for Satan,” she demanded.

And the priest did. He fucked her harder and harder. Thrusting powerfully into Ginny’s cunt. Both were breathless, eager to cum, eager to sate their lust and get the most out of this utterly lewd rape of a child by this Satanic priest.

The priest was thrusting as hard as he could. Ginny could see his eyes turn black. He was being possessed by Satan, his voice now course, guttural evil and blasphemous, perverted filth spewing from his lips towards Ginny as his cock exploded into Ginny’s cunt. Ginny shook and arched her back as she was flooded with the hot cum of Satan through the priest.

It seemed to go on and on. Ginny screamed as her young body convulsed and thrashed under the powerful attack on her. At the same time, both her parents and Mr Jacobs also cum together. Ginny’s dad walked himself off as his wife held his mouth over her cunt, cumming over her husband’s face. Mr Jacobs flooded Ginny’s dad’s arse with copious amounts of cum. All three fell exhausted.

Father Connor also at long last fell on top of Ginny. They both tried to make their organization last as explosive as they were. They kissed and sucked each other’s tongues, finally, the priest managed to roll off Ginny, everyone lay where they were and rested. For a while, they all caught their breath. The evil lust seemed to linger in the air, it was palpable, they could sense the evil demons that guided and possessed them were still in the room, watching. Ginny’s dad’s arse was being cleaned by Mr. Jacobs’s eager tongue. Ginny’s mom needed to piss, so she casually pissed over her husband.

Ginny just stared at the ceiling, exhausted, but still could not believe that the events of the past couple of hours actually happened, and when could it all happen again?

“You are now a bride of Satan,” the priest told Ginny with a croaky voice, “How do you feel Ginny?” he asked her.

“Amazing!” she replied.

THE END