Free use incest in a post-feminist world.

I saw a post requesting ‘free use’ themed erotica and remembered this story I wrote a few years ago and thought I’d share. It is full of free use situations and takes place in a sort of post-feminist / dystopian future. I have more chapters written if there’s interest. Let me know what you think.

**Foreword:**

This story is set 25 years after an overthrow of the government led to the complete removal of any rights for women. Women were property of men, property of their fathers until they were married and became property of their husbands.

Parts of each chapter are told from the perspective of different members of the three families the story focuses on:

The Eatons – James, Sarah, their son Kevin, and their daughter Katie

The Harpers – Bill, Jessica, the twins (Samantha and Alexandra), and their son Johnny

The Lowes – Michael, Lisa, and their daughter Becca

This will be an ongoing story. If you have any comments or suggestions please feel free to email me.

**Chapter One** **–** **An Introduction to Every Day Life:**

**Sarah Eaton:**

I was just a kid when the government fell, it’s officially called ‘The Rebirth of Decency’ but it will always be an overthrow to me. I remember my mother tearing up while she watched the whole thing unfold on the TV, I didn’t really understand what was happening but that day changed history. Long story short, Anthony Meyers and the Rights of Men Party took over the government and immediately repealed women’s suffrage. Not long after the Rights of Property law was signed into place, effectively eliminating any rights women had left. Now women are property of men. We are property of our fathers until we are married and become property of our husbands, it’s that simple. There are some who try to fight it and I’ve heard whisperings of organized rebel groups but this world is all I’ve ever really known and my mother always told me to try to make the best of the hand I’m dealt. I try to enjoy life the best I can.

All things considered my life isn’t so bad, that’s to say there are some who have it a lot worse. My husband James, while strict and demanding, is one of the better men out there. He treats me like a fellow person most of the time but never as an equal of course. We married 18 years ago when I was only twenty years old; together we have two children, Kevin is our eldest and Katie is one year younger than him. I love them dearly.

James keeps us girls on a pretty regulated schedule. I wake up at 7 o’clock sharp and slip out of bed, careful not to wake my sleeping husband. Katie and I make breakfast together, eggs bacon and toast for the boys and low-calorie oatmeal for us, it’s one of my favorite times of the day since I can actually talk to my daughter without the men around. After breakfast is prepared I wake my husband (and Katie her brother) with a blowjob and breakfast in bed. Then I bathe and dress James as Katie does whatever Kevin requires of her. Then my husband leaves for work and I take the kids to school; Kevin in whatever he wants to wear, Katie in her school uniform and me in a sundress (though we are required to be naked in the house James allows me to be clothed when I go outside, not every girl is so lucky).

Kevin goes to a Westfield High School which is all boys and Katie goes to Westfield Training Academy for Girls. As you can imagine the course work at the two schools is very different. After I get home I tidy up the house and hit the treadmill (I’m required to run five miles every day and provide the time-stamped print out to prove it). In the afternoons I go for a walk with Lisa and Jess, two of the neighborhood wives. Then I pick up the kids and prepare dinner, after James gets home I do … well … whatever he wants. Luckily James does well enough so I don’t have to work; I’ve heard office life is absolutely dreadful.

**Katie Eaton:**

For us girls, life is all about routines. I remember when I was first getting used to my responsibilities as a woman of the house everything was new and scary but now that I know what to expect it isn’t so bad.

I wake up at 7 o’clock every morning and take a few minutes to brush my teeth and comb my hair a little just to make myself presentable. There are few things in this life that I have a semblance of control over and making myself look as good as possible is one of them. I take pride in my appearance and always try to look my best. Then I head downstairs to join Mommy in the kitchen, no need to get dressed since Daddy keeps us naked in the house. Usually she’s already done fixing up our oatmeal and we sit down and have breakfast together. I like this time of the day because it’s relaxing when the boys are still asleep. After we’re done eating we make breakfast for the boys, usually some combination of bacon, eggs, sausage, pancakes, French toast and whatnot. After we clean up and get the food on our trays Mommy always gives me a kiss on the forehead and I head up to Kevin’s room.

I’m always sure to keep quiet when I enter and put the tray down on the little table by his window that he likes to eat at. Then I creep towards his bed and ever so gently pull back his blanket and sheets. Usually he sleeps on his back I’ll gently run my tongue across the length of his penis a couple of times before slowly taking the head into my mouth. Kevin likes slow and gentle blowjobs to wake up so I make sure to really take my time. Sometimes he sleeps on his back and I’m always a little disappointed when that happens because that means licking his ass until he turns over. When that happens I start by planting kisses all over his butt cheeks licking them in between the kisses then I gently pull them apart and run my tongue up and down his crack for a while before taking a deep breath and start pushing the tip of my tongue into his asshole. Usually I’m only down there for a few minutes before he rolls over and let’s me get to work on his cock but sometimes he makes me earn it. If it’s been more than 5 or 6 minutes I start to really give it my all to try to get him to the point of wanting his cock sucked. Kevin has a lot of stamina and doesn’t like to rush it in the morning so I’m usually working on him for at least 30 minutes before he gives me his load.

When he finally rolls out of bed we sit down at the table and chat a bit while he eats. I really do love my brother even though he makes me do all this stuff to him, most guys are way more mean to their girls. Even though Daddy is the top boss in the house I’m more responsible for taking care of Kevin and he’s usually the one to tell me what to do.

After he’s done with his breakfast I follow him into the bathroom to help him get ready for the day. About a year ago he got the idea to have me hold his dick and aim it for him as he peed, I don’t know why but at the time I thought that was the worst thing in the world. Now he has me do it every day but I stopped caring about it once he started making me wipe his ass for him. Ugh that’s just the grossest thing in the world and I absolutely hate it but I know better than to complain. The first time he told me to do it I refused which earned my ass a serious date with his paddle. After that he made me wipe him using just my hands for a week … god … just thinking about how gross that was makes me shudder. But I guess it worked because after that it never seemed as bad. Even just having to be in there while he shits is bad enough but … whatever.

After he’s done with his…er…business, I bring him into the shower and bathe him. I like to make Kevin feel good and I know he really likes it when I gently wash his body, I’ve been paying attention to what he especially likes and I think I’m pretty good at it at this point. Since Kevin’s older than me there was about a year and a half when Mommy had to take care of both him and Daddy. That must have been a lot of work! But after I became a woman she taught me how to take care of Kevin by having me watch her. She taught me how to gently scrub his body and what parts to pay special attention to (cock, balls, and ass…what a surprise). I remember being shocked one of the first times I was in the shower with Mommy and Kevin and right in the middle of her washing his dick he all of the sudden spun her around bent her over and started fucking her without saying anything. Mommy grabbed the handle in front of her and gave me a look to let me know everything was ok and Kevin just pounded away for a few minutes before letting out a long groan and pulling out (he didn’t last very long back then). Anyway Mommy thanked him for fucking her and went back to work washing him.

So sometimes Kevin decides to fuck me in the shower or have me suck his dick, not all the time though. Sometimes, like once a month or so, he decides to fuck my ass which I HATE! I try to grit my teeth and take it like a good girl but I really can’t help making some noise and even screaming sometimes because it just hurts so much. After our shower I dry him off and head off to my room, leaving him to dress and get ready for school. In my room I put on my uniform for school. Our uniform consists of a white polo shirt with the school’s emblem on the chest, short red plaid skirt that falls to about six inches above my knees and fans out a bit at the bottom, high white socks that go up almost to the knee, and white tennis shoes. Then I go back to Kevin’s room and ask him for underwear. I’m not allowed to wear a bra but I almost always get to wear panties. He unlocks my underwear chest (which is kept in his room for some reason) and picks a pair for me. I really hate it when he doesn’t let me wear any because one of the girls always notices and then they all tease me all day about it.

Once we’re ready we go downstairs and get in the car and Mommy drops me off at my school and then Kevin off at his. After school ends Mommy picks us up and drives us home, her and I undress right when we get in the door and then Kevin and I go to our rooms to do our homework. Homework time ends when Daddy comes home from work and we all sit down to dinner as a family. After dinner the boys usually have some activities or games for us or they just fuck us. If Mommy or I were bad at all during the day we have punishment time before bed. Pretty simple really.

**Chapter Two** **–** **The Day of the Party**

**Michael Lowe:**

I woke up like I do every day, to the sounds of gentle slurping and the feeling of my wife’s lips around my cock. I closed my eyes again enjoying her talented mouth, today was going to be a busy day and there was no reason to rush into it. After about half an hour I finally came, filling Lisa’s mouth with my load which she swallowed without spilling a drop.

“Good morning Sir.” she said softly as I forced myself out of bed.

“Good morning Lisa, ready for Becca’s big day?”

“Yes, I can’t believe our little girl is becoming a woman.” She feigned enthusiasm but I knew she had been dreading this day. It wasn’t of much consequence to me, I stopped trying to understand or pretending to care about women’s emotions and feelings years ago. It’s not that I didn’t love Lisa it’s just that I always put my desires first, as was my right. Anyway, it’s hard to take someone seriously when you’ve subjected them to the kind of depraved and sadistic activities I like to dabble in now and then.

I had to say I was a lucky guy, well these days all guys are pretty fucking lucky but I have an especially good life. I moved my family to Westfield after being promoted to regional vice president of Davis National Bank two years ago, a promotion that came with a healthy pay raise. And despite being just shy of 35 years old my wife had the body of a college cheerleader. 5’5” with beautiful olive skin, pert tits, and a firm ass … who could ask for more.

My mind wandered thinking about tonight’s event as my wife led me to the bathroom but first things first, I’ve gotta shit. Lisa kneeled next to the toilet as I sat down, leaned back, and let out a relaxed sigh. Lisa’s eyes looked up questioningly and I nodded so she moved her head forward and took my dick into her mouth, massaging it with her tongue. As I pushed out a fresh log I let my bladder go, releasing a stream of hot piss into Lisa’s mouth. I could sense her slight shock as she rapidly started swallowing. I rarely pissed in her mouth but she knew to always expect it, lest she spilled and had to be punished.

This is the life, eh? Truth be told I’m not sure why I don’t use Lisa’s mouth as a toilet more often, it turns me on how absolutely disgusted by it she is. Better to do it sparingly so I can still enjoy the shock in her eyes as she fights the urge to retch.

Done pissing and shitting I stand up and bend over so Lisa can wipe my ass before taking me into the shower and bathing me. Though I was pretty aroused I decided not to fuck her, I had to prepare for this evening. Today is our daughter’s birthday and tonight I will take her virginity.

**Kevin Eaton:**

“OH GODDDD KEVINNNNN PLEASSSSSEEEEEEE!”

“Not yet you fuckin’ slut!”

I chuckled to myself watching my sister writhing around on the floor. We learned about enemas in punishment class last week and I had just tried it out on Katie for the first time. She had only been holding it in for five minutes and already she was screaming louder than I had ever gotten her to scream before. I gave her 2 liters and the bitch looked like she was 5 months pregnant, it was great!

“PLEASSE KEVIN….PLEASE LET ME GOOO!

“It’s only been 5 minutes, 10 more to go sis!”

“NOOOO….FUCK! AHHHH I’ll do anything…oh god…. KEVIN… PLEASE!”

In class Mr. Foley said if you pump enough water into a slut she’ll agree to do anything, I was going to find out. Dad pretty much let me do anything with Mom and Katie as long as they fell within the guidelines he set up for me when I turned 13 and became a man, I could ask him if I wanted to try something new but they stayed pretty much the same since then. There was a loophole though, there’s nothing off limits as long as she asks for it.

“I don’t know sis…you’ll do anything?”

“GODD YESSS, ANYTHING, PLEASE!”

“I’ll let you go right now if you agree to eat my shit.”

“Oh FUCK…UGHHhhh….GOD…Please..please…anything else.”

“nah, that’s ok….only 8 more minutes, you’re almost half way there!”

“Noooo Ughhhhhh”

The thought of having my sister eat my shit had never entered into my mind until a few days ago. It was at lunch the day after the enema lesson when Mr. Foley said we could make a bitch do anything if we put enough water up her ass when my buddy Steve said he got his mom to beg to eat his shit. We all thought he was full of shit (no pun intended) till he pulled out his phone and showed us the video of his bound mother covered in sweat begging to eat her son’s shit. He said he wasn’t actually gonna make her do it but he wanted to test Mr. Foley’s theory.

I waited. Less than a minute later:

“Ugh .. uhh … Kevin….AHH…KEVIN…”

“yeah Katie?” Tears were streaming down her face.

“I…I’ll do it….just LET ME GOO!!!” Oh man, I couldn’t believe it, this was it! But I wasn’t about to let her off the hook that easily…

“I’m not sure Kate, are you sure you want to?”

“FUCK kevin YESSSS….PLEASEEEE” she spat the words out between breaths, she was literally convulsing now.

“If you want it you can fucking beg for it.”

Her face sank and more tears flooded out of her eyes as she took a few deep breaths.

“KEVIN … PLEASE….PLEASE LET ME EAT YOUR SHIT….I WANT TO EAT YOUR SHIT…..PLEASE KEVIN …PLEASE GIVE ME YOUR SHIT KEVIN….”

Well, I had to honor my word.

“Ok kid but don’t let any out till you get to the toilet”

As I was pulling out her butt plug she was a blabbering mess.

“oh thank you thank you thank you ohhhh gooddd fuck”

Once I pulled it out I couldn’t help but laugh as she clamped her hands over her ass and waddled into the bathroom. I also loved that after this whole ordeal she was still embarrassed enough for her face to turn a deep shade of red as the enema water and shit cascaded out of her ass into the toilet. It was great.

After she was done she collapsed into a ball on the bathroom floor. I actually felt a little bad.

“It’s ok sis, it’s done. Clean yourself up, ok?”

“Yeah…ok Kevin.”

I left her so she could pull herself together and went to the other bathroom to shower and get ready for Becky Lowe’s cherry popping party. I was pretty excited, it’s the first one I’ve been to other than Katies and Becky’s hot. I’m gonna enjoy fucking her….even though I’m gonna have to wait my turn. Honestly I’d settle for a crack at Lisa if Mike makes her available. Either way it’s going to be a fun night. Oh and unlike Steve I planned to hold Katie to our deal.

**Lisa Lowe**

My jaw ached. It always starts to ache after about 20 minutes and I’ve been sucking Michael for almost half an hour now. Finally I feel him start to tense up and I kick it into overdrive. Less than a minute later her explodes down my thought and I slurp and swallow as fast as I can, he punishes me if I spill even a drop. Usually I try to be cheerful but today it’s hard. As cruel and harsh as Michael can be I’m glad I’m with him, he’s handsome, well off, and he makes me laugh. That’s than most girls get in a man. I knew this day would come as it comes for every young girl, but it was still hard to greet it with a smile!

“Good morning Sir.”

“Good morning Lisa, ready for Becca’s big day?” …more like his and his buddies’ big day….

“Yes, I can’t believe our little girl is becoming a woman!” I put on my best attempt at a smile but I think he saw through it, who knows if he even cares.

I led him into the bathroom to get him ready like I do every morning, kneeling next to the toilet awaiting instructions like he trained me to do. Still groggy with sleep and post orgasm fatigue he stumbled his way towards the toilet and plopped down. Usually he has me hold his cock for him as he takes his morning piss before sitting down to shit, god I hope he doesn’t make me drink his piss I fucking hate that. I look up at him and he gives me a nod so I lower my head down to his crotch and take his semi-hard penis into my mouth. This doesn’t mean he’ll piss in my mouth necessarily; he always likes me to blow him while he shits. I can feel him hardening as I gently move my tongue under his cock.

The stink hits me like a wall … god it’s fucking disgusting! You’d think I’d be used to it by now but it never gets any better. I focus on tonguing his cock, if I get him hard enough there’s no way he’ll be able to piss.

Michael lets out a sigh as the stink grows…then it happens. Just a trickle at first, enough to fill my senses with the acrid aroma of morning piss, then the flood gates open. There’s no time to be disgusted, I need to focus on swallowing and not puking. He punishes me when I spill and the one time I puked on him…I’ll save that story for another time. Gulp after gulp of thick disgusting piss, what is he a camel! Finally he’s done and I suck up the last drops before he stands up, turns around, and bends over. I used to think wiping his ass was the absolute worst thing in the world until my friend Jessica told me that her husband makes her use her tongue…I was a little more grateful after that. I wiped him and gave him a kiss on the butt to let him know I was done, I didn’t have to be too thorough since I’d be washing him off in the shower shortly.

I ran the water and got in the shower, motioning Mike in when the water got warm enough. I started soaping his back up, paying special attention to his ass because I knew he liked it. I genuinely enjoyed making him feel good and usually I got him worked up enough in the shower for him to bend me over and fuck me. I liked when he did…hey, women may be little more than sex objects these days but that doesn’t mean we don’t like getting fucked! Today though I hoped he’d pass because I didn’t have much time before the guests arrive and I wanted to take as much time as possible to talk Becca through what was going to happen to her. Jess said she’d come by if she could and help get the house ready so I could spend more time preparing my daughter, I hope she can get away. I gently scrubbed his body and rinsed him off before massaging the shampoo into his hair. When he was clean he got out of the shower and told me he was going to work on the preparations. Usually he had me dry him off and pamper him a bit but I guess I’m not the only one who has a busy day.

**Jessica Harper:**

I promised Lisa I’d try to come by and help her set up for tonight’s event and was desperately trying to finish all my chores so I could. Becca is such an innocent girl she’s going to need her mother’s full attention to comfort and prepare her, these days us mothers have to stick together. I’m lucky Alex and Sam had each other. I remember crying when this day came for my girls but at least twins always have someone to lean on.

I asked Bill last week if I could spend today at the Lowe’s house and he agreed. I was worried he wouldn’t let me. He’s been getting more and more sadistic lately and now that Johnny is old enough to drive and really becoming a man they’ve been egging each other on. Anyway….chores done, Bill’s busy downstairs with the girls, finally I can go. Slip my sundress on and out the door….

“Hey, Mom.”

….fuck…..

“Yes Johnny?”

“Come over here for a second.” Dammit dammit dammit dammit.

“Sure sweetie, of course.”

“Why are you wearing clothes in the house?”

“Oh…I was just walking out the door, your father said I could go over to – “

“Well you’re not out the door so take it the fuck off, NOW!”

“Of course Sir, I’m sorry sir” No mother should have to take orders from her son like this, Jesus I’m literally ripping my sundress off and apologizing for wearing clothes in my own fucking house.

“That’s better, now before you leave I need my dick sucked.”

Bill has made me do some pretty awful things, like really awful…he can be a fucking mad man, but nothing is ever worse than the shame of being ordered by Johnny to perform sexually. But I know I have no choice, it’s much easier and much less painful to be obedient to my teenaged son.

“Yes Sir” I walked over to where he was reclined naked on the couch stroking his frighteningly large penis (at least two inches longer than his father’s 6 inches). I gently flicked the tip with my tongue before engulfing him. I was absolutely in shock as he grabbed my hair, ripped me off his manhood, and BAM slapped me so hard in the face I saw stars.

“I’m not ready for that yet you fucking PIECE OF SHIT!”

I was delirious.

“Lick my asshole a bit to get me warmed up.”

I couldn’t believe it but I didn’t complain. He scooted forward and raised his legs as I pulled apart his ass cheeks and started gently tonging his ass. Ugh, gross…he obviously didn’t clean himself very well after he last used the bathroom because I can taste stale shit all around his hole.

“Faster Mom Jesus Christ do I have to get out the cane?”

“nnoo serrr” I mumbled not taking my tongue out of his ass. I started furiously making out with his asshole as fast as I could. Five minutes passed, then ten. I was exhausted and my tongue was starting to cramp but I heard nothing from my son apart from the occasional moan.

“Ok, suck me Mom.”

Finally! I took him into my mouth quick and deep, I wanted this over with. I started fucking him with my mouth going deeper with every thrust, almost getting my lips to the bottom of his enormous shaft.

“ENOUGH!”

I pulled out and looked at him.

“on your knees”

Fine he was going to fuck me, that would probably make it go quicker anyway. Can you believe that, a mother saying ‘fine he’s going to fuck me’ about her son! I got on my knees and put my forehead to the ground praying this would be over quickly. He slid his cockhead up and down my slit and I’m embarrassed to say I was getting turned on….god how!

“HA HA HA You’re wet you fucking slut!”

I buried my face in the carpet….oh god the shame. I wish he’d just do it already and stop fucking around. Still sliding his dick up and down my slit getting it wet with my juices. Oh no. Oh god Johnny no. I felt the head of his cock touch my puckered up asshole. Bill never fucks me in the ass, he doesn’t like it. He last fucked me there as a punishment 6 months ago and I couldn’t sit down for days. AND JOHNNY IS SO MUCH BIGGER. This can’t be happening, he wouldn’t.

“Please Johnny not my ass, I’m begging you.”

…..nothing…..

“Oh God Johnny please don’t, you’ll kill me!”

…..still gently resting against my tiny opening…..

“I’m your mother for god’s sake Johnny don – AHHHHHHHHHH FUCKKKKKK”

He slammed into me, half way down. Then out then …

“UGHHHHA HHHHHHAHAHAHHHHHHHH FUCKKKKKKK”

….All the way in.

In and out he furiously fucked my tiny hole while I was screaming so loud I didn’t think I could scream any louder, begging… pleading with him to stop this assault on my ass. All the while, above the screams I could hear my son’s laughter. He was laughing at me, ME, his mother screaming in agony as he raped my asshole.

It must have turned him on because after about 5 minutes he finally bellowed out as he came in my ass, collapsing on top of me and crushing me with his much bigger frame. Laying on top of me and panting in post-orgasm bliss as I, his mother, lay beneath him sobbing in pain.

“Get the fuck out of here” he said as he rolled off me. I did, threw the sundress on, and went straight to Lisa’s house. God damn him.

**Katie Eaton**

So here I am, bent over my big brother’s bed, cuffs on my wrists and ankles holding me in place, and an enema tube sticking out of my ass. I wish I could say this wasn’t a usual Saturday. Actually, although weekend torments were the norm with Kevin, this one was a first. I had never gotten an enema and by the way he was fumbling about back there I can guess that he’s never given one. How bad could it be though?

Wow this feels weird. Dad really likes to fuck my ass so I’m used to things being up there but this is totally different. It actually doesn’t feel terrible.

Starting to feel full….how much is he expecting to put in me exactly?

More…feeling fuller. More…feeling fuller…..my god, more….so fucking full….Jesus Christ, more!

“Keven that’s enough.”

More, I’m gonna burst.

“KEVIN PLEASE I CAN’T TAKE ANY MORE”

Even more, oh god it hurts!

“KEVINNNNNNNNN”

“Relax sis, we’re done. Just gonna slide this plug in so you don’t spill.”

“Huh, wait….what do you-“

“haha the hard part isn’t taking the enema, it’s holding it in silly!”

Oh no.

He undid my bonds (thank god) and I immediately fell to the floor and rolled on to my side, doubling over desperately trying to release some of the pressure. YOU CAN GET THROUGH THIS. The first wave of cramps hit but I managed not to scream but the second wave felt like it was twice as painful as the first.

“FUCK! AHHHHHH FUCKKK!!!!!”

I’m sure he loved this.

An eternity passed; surly my torment would be over soon. Another wave of cramps. This is too much, I am going to burst!

“KEVINNNNNN!!!!!!! PLEASE PLEASE LET ME GO!” I wasn’t even sure what I was saying but I knew that he loved to hear me scream his name and beg. I have never ever ever had shit so bad.

“It’s only been 5 minutes sis, 10 more to go!” He sang

No oh god no, TEN MORE MINUTES?

“NOOOO FUCK!” I had to get this out of me.

“Please….Kevin ….. I’ll do anything!”

“hmm … anything?” What a fucking ass.

“GODD YESSS, ANYTHING, PLEASE!”

“I’ll let you go right now if you agree to eat my shit.”

………..WHAT!………There was no way……..

“Oh god….anything else please!!!!!!” I begged but I knew it was in vein as Keven very rarely offered me a second deal in these types of situations.

I would try to hold out, I had to. Oh god the cramps are getting worse! I glanced down at my swollen stomach, was it getting bigger?

Kevin said I had 8 more minutes, not even half way there! Oh god…I had to do it….Dejected and humiliated I told my brother I’d do it. I’d eat his shit.

“If you want it you can fucking beg for it!” He spit the words out at me, my god how much was enough for him. There was no turning back now though I gritted my teeth and started begging for all I was worth.

“Please let me eat your shit kevin please I want it, give me your shit!” I kept repeating it and repeating it needing the release from my torture to come now!

Finally he reached around for the plug he had stuffed in my ass reminding me not to spill any until I got to the toilet. I covered my ass with my hands and made a run for it, sprinting as fast as I could with a bloated stomach…It probably amounted to little more than a slow waddle though.

Then finally at the toilet I relaxed as a mixture of water and shit poured into the toilet splashing up on my ass. It seemed to take forever. It’s funny how some things still embarrass a girl even if she’s never had any semblance of privacy. For me, using the bathroom in front of others has always been a deeply humiliating experience. I would never tell anyone this secret though; it would surely be used against me if I did.

**Bill Harper**

For the past two years I’ve been injecting the twins every day with “girl alert.” Marketed as a mild stimulant ‘with a little kick,’ it was in reality the strongest aphrodisiac ever invented. With their normal dose, Alex and Sam were insatiable. When I first started dosing them they couldn’t believe how their bodies were betraying them. There was nothing hotter than seeing one of my little girls forced to do something they found repulsive and not understanding why it was turning them on. Then, when orgasm approached they would turn into animals, doing anything to get there to reach it. The look of utter shame as they came down from that high, knowing what had driven them there was a sight to behold.

Today however I doubled their dosage; it was time to have a little high stakes fun!

Sometimes I needed to take a minute to appreciate how beautiful my girls really were. Sam and Alex were identical twins, both 5’7” with platinum blonde hair a few shades lighter than their mother’s. And while my wife was a fuller woman with large tits and a plump ass the girls were far more slender with pert C-cup breasts and small but absolutely delicious little butts. Right now they stood at attention, naked of course, waiting to see what I had in store for them today.

“Alex, bring me the black double ended dildo”

“Yes Daddy!” She said sweetly and padded off to the toy chest in the corner. They knew I liked them to always have a cheerful disposition, and they especially knew to make every little thing count if they sensed I was about to pit them against each other. Loosing was never good.

She handed me the toy and took her place next to her sister, both anxiously waiting for me to explain today’s game.

“Okay girls, listen up. Today’s game is simple; you will fuck each other with this dildo and whoever cums first is the looser. As you know, the Lowe’s are having a party for their daughter tonight. I told Mike that I would donate a toilet slave for the festivities. I’m sure I don’t have to explain it but just to make sure we’re clear, the loser is on urinal duty.”

I could see the cheerful looks on their faces flee. They weren’t expecting something so severe. It’s funny how these girls would take terrible physical tortures before drinking a little piss and licking a few asses.

“Kneel down facing opposite directions.”

Once the girls were in position I walked over to them sliding a finger up their slits. Their cunts quivered almost simultaneously….you know what they say about twins. Wow they were sopping, I would have to give them double doses more often. I slid one end of the dildo in each of their pussies and gently guided their asses together until only about 4 inches separated.

“Okay girls, on your mark….get set…..go!”

They started slowly, gliding back and forth. There was a science to this and no need to rush, the catch 22 was that if they fucked faster to try to get the other one off it would also bring themselves closer to the edge.

I sat down in my chair and cracked open a beer. It was going to be a good show.

They slowly started to pick up the pace. By about 5 minutes in there was a glimmering sheen of sweat covering my princesses and I could hear muffled grunts as they both desperately tried to fight off the impending orgasm.

I was impressed, after almost ten minutes neither girl had cum. With a double dose of girl alert I would have thought one of them would have given in by now. The grunting was getting louder though and the pace had quickened, I knew one of them would blow soon.

I saw it in Samantha’s face first, the grimace … gritting her teeth, clutching her fists….she was close. Alex wasn’t far behind her but she soon realized that her sister was on the edge, they knew each other so well. I could see her getting ready to make her move, like a lioness ready to pounce on some unsuspecting prey….then it happened.

Alex started violently thrusting backward with all she was worth, gripping the dildo with her cunt and driving it into her sister.

“Ohhhhhh FUCK ….. goddddd” Sammy was about to lose it

“Ugh … Ugh …. Ugh ….” Alex was giving it all she had, knowing that she too was about to give in but also knowing that her sister was one step closer than she was.

“Nooooooo ohhhhhh….FUCK … AGUUUHHHHHHHHH AAHHHHHHHHHHHH”

Samantha pushed her face into the carpet and started pounding her ass backward in the throws of an intense orgasm. Like clockwork, about 5 seconds later Alex let herself go too.

“FUCKKKK YEAHHHHHH OH GODDDDDD”

It was like a chorus of moans and my cock was as hard as it’s ever been. Finally the orgasms subsided and the girls collapsed on the floor, sweating and panting. It was over. Samantha had lost.

**To be continued.**

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/apzbaa/free_use_incest_in_a_postfeminist_world