Demom’s Angels
by DiscipleN
— 8 —
During the night, red curtains swirled across their mother’s dreams. They were a veil resisting her questions. She wanted to call the demon’s name but couldn’t remember it. A couple times, she heard her husband say, “I’ve missed you. I’ve suffered an eternity.”
She awoke sweating in the middle of the night. She shook getting out of bed. Stumbling across the carpet, she steadied herself catching the door knob. Carefully she exited her room and shuffled down the hall. The children’s door hung open. They lay naked together in the boy’s bed. His hand was next the girl’s vee. Her hand was wet with his cum, cupping his cock like a flashlight.
Tracy knelt down and kissed their foreheads.
“Mommy?”
“Mom?”
“Can I sleep with you?”
Somehow they fit together perfectly in the small bed.
The mom woke to her children’s hugs. She kissed them awake. “Rise and shine my beautiful darlings. We’re going to be late.”
They weren’t much late after showing together, soaping and scrubbing each other, and toweling. Tracy warmed store bought danish, which they ate on the way to the bus stop. They missed the optimal ride, but caught the next. The children reached school in time.
“Late, huh?” Vanice grinned. “You look too happy to be coming in my employ late.”
“You mean, you’re finally going to fire me?” Tracy smiled back.
“Hell no! You gotta suffer when you disappoint me. I can’t make you suffer if you aren’t here.”
Tracy locked the door and flipped the sign to CLOSED.
That afternoon, the children’s knock sounded like worry, Tracy and Vanice parted their day long embrace. “I should fire you,” The boss stated, “I can’t afford to do this every day.”
“Dock all of my pay, then.” Tracy requested. She had learned so many invaluable lessons from this titan of sex, she’d be willing to pay to work here.
“I wouldn’t starve your children.” Vanice hastily put on her clothes. “Now I’m the one who’s gonna starve.”
“Hmmph!” Tracy snorted, pulling on her panties. “You’ve got more than John, Paul, and Nick in that little black book of yours.”
“Honey, if that thing of yours gets any bigger I’ll never need any of them again.”
“It won’t grow that big.” Tracy rolled her leggings up and over her panties. She slipped on her shoes.
“Even a size queen like me got her limits. I hate cock too big to fit.”
“How would you know? I bet you couldn’t find one.”
Vanice finished dressing. She snorted in retort and strode out to reassure the children that at least their guardian was still alive.
The mother and her kids rode the bus home, yet again. This time, when the Islamic, holy man boarded, he pushed his way through the crowd as if possessed. He reached them, again wearing his mask. His eyes wept upon seeing them. He knelt and swept the children into his arms. He hugged them gently, but his head shook while tears rolled down his face.
Tracy knelt down next to him, ignoring the dozens of eyes worried for them but too afraid to get involved. “What’s the matter, good sir?”
The imam stared with bloodshot eyes. He managed to wheeze around the mass of dick in his mouth. “Sssav dem.” The bulge on his mask lurched, gagging the poor cleric harder. He fell to coughing.
Save them. Tracy looked around at the confused passengers. She pulled the stop cord. The bus let them out at the next street corner.
“Mommy, Mommy, why are we getting off here?” Mina wanted to know. She and Howard stood confused, watching their bus drive away.
“We’ll catch the next one.” Tracy couldn’t be an atheist any longer, given her continuing torment from supernatural forces. For the same reason, she refused to believe in a worthy being who would allow such nightmares. She only knew her children were in danger. She hoped, by exiting the bus, the holy man was spared further suffering. Also, she could take control of their circumstances.
They stood alone at the bus stop. Tracy examined and re-examined her children. They seemed fine, if puzzled. Her concern and warm caresses reassured them. Tracy let several more busses pass, until one on their route had only a few passengers. It was getting dark. They boarded and sat. Tracy scanned the bus for possible signs of trouble. By the time they reached their home stop, some of her worry had eased.
The entered their house hungry. Mina and Howard sped to the kitchen to make a quick supper. Tracy followed, eyeing every corner of their house. Her fear gave the house an unfamiliar taint. After checking the kitchen, she searched every room and closet. She found nothing to support her fear. She even stepped out to check the yards and shed. Sandwiches and chips greeted her return. Eating the well-intentioned, if overly mayonnaised, food Tracy felt better. She praised her children but told them they had to clean the kitchen this time. Neither child batted an eye. They leapt to the task. It was the only strange thing to happen since the imam’s warning.
The worried mother relaxed further as the night progressed and they returned to routine, watching shows. Tracy watched her offspring play games, while pretending to read. She eventually closed her book. “Time for bed.” Tracy walked them to her room, arms around their shoulders.
“I forgot something, Mom.” Mina dashed down the hall. Tracy might have worried, if the girl hadn’t returned seconds later. “Okay.” She smiled sweetly, holding her hands behind her back.
“Silly girl.” Howard chastised before answering her mother’s questioning look. “I filled it. She was suppose to start it.”
The dishwasher? Tracy’s mind churned. Then it calmed. It had been fixed. The demon had made sure it would never name him again. Only in her dreams could she remember the exact sound it once made. She hoped she would dream it. She’d tell that horned, red villain never to mess with her life again!
Later, the three lay in bed, naked and holding each other. None offered to do more. Each sensed it wasn’t the right time.
“I can’t sleep, Mommy.” Mina pouted softly.
“You too, honey?” Her mother asked.
Their confessions allowed Howie to chime in. “Me too.”
“I know.” Tracy smiled in the dark. “I could tell a bedtime story.”
“Really, Mommy?” Mina delighted!
“I guess.” Howard allowed.
Tracy smiled and began, “Once there were a very good and very naked little girl and young boy…”
“Oh!” Mina asked with wide eyes, “Is there a naked Mommy, too?”
Her mother nodded, “Yes, but she’s been locked up, far away in a stone tower.”
“By a powerful dragon.” Howard chimed in.
“That’s right!” Tracy agreed, “A great, red dragon who wants to lure the children away from their home. So it can eat them.”
“I wanna save the mommy!” Mina exclaimed.
“I’ll kill the dragon.” Howard promised.
Tracy pressed her children’s hands together. “For those reasons the little girl and the young boy walked, all day, to the far away land where their mommy was taken.” Mina held her brother’s hand tight. “That night, a cold wind blew on the naked children, and they huddled together for warmth.”
Howard shivered at the thought. He shifted under the covers, to where he could hug his sister. “Are you cold?”
“Uh, huh?” Mina nodded. She turned in his arms and hugged him back.
“Both of the brave children missed their mother very much, but because they were brave they didn’t cry. To comfort each other, they kissed and hugged until they were so warm they almost melted together.”
Mina kissed Howard on the lips, pressing her small mouth to his. He hugged her tight. Then one of his hands rubbed up her back and over her shoulder. He smoothed down the front of his sister’s chest until he feel her small, hard nipple. He returned her kisses while playing with it.
The little girl sighed gratefully and moved one hand between them, pressing it low until she touched her bother’s stiff wiener. She broke their lingering, soft kiss. “Will you melt in me, Howie?”
“Uh-huh.” He answered. Howard rolled on top of his sister. She opened her legs, and he sank his hips between them.
Tracy coached her children. “And then the little girl helped her brother with her hand, to place his hot loving rod in her nest of joy.”
Mina fumbled to position her bother’s penis at the right spot between her bare pussy lips. When he felt her hand stop moving him, Howard repeated what he had done to his mother. He pushed his hard dick into the warm flesh waiting for it. He took it slow, but halfway in, he felt something catch the head of his penis.
“Huh?” Mina looked at her mother. “It stopped, Mommy.”
“I don’t want to hurt her.” Howie turned a worried look at Tracy.
“It’s okay. Girls have a little piece of skin, inside, to help them stay clean. Howard, if you don’t want to hurt her, you can still move a tiny bit. Try that.”
In fact, Howie found that he could pull out until the tip of his head was just inside his sister’s vulva. Then he pressed his hard shaft back until it caught her hymen. “How is that, Mina?”
“Oh.” Mina said, reassured. “That feels good.”
“I liked it too.” He smiled.
Tracy resumed her tale, “All night long, the young boy rocked in and out of his little sister.” Beside her, the bed’s springs began to creak.
Howie moved his young penis just enough, back and forth, to make his sister feel very good. She shivered in his arms, and she stole kisses from his cheek and neck. Although, he wished he could shove his whole prick into small Mina, he didn’t want to hurt her. Fucking half-way felt almost as good as when he was fully fucking his mother. He grunted and half-fucked his sister a little faster. the path inside of her grew slicker and slicker.
“Oooo, I like that!” Tracy’s daughter cooed. She could feel the hot head and shaft fill her small opening and pull back, rubbing her clit bud swift and firm. Mina opened her legs as wide as she could, to let her bother spear her as far as possible.
Howie slipped out of his sister’s cunny, just once, but she quickly helped him reenter. He rutted carefully while speeding up fucking her. Droplets of girl juice flung out from between her legs, wetting the sheet beneath them.
“Oh, Mommy, I feel-” Mina gasp. “Aaahhhh! Good!!” She tried to fuck back, but her hymen caught him a bit too hard and she squeaked. When she relaxed, letting her brother do what he wanted, it felt much better. “Oh, Howie!” She kissed his smooth chest.
“You make me feel good too, Mina.” Howard breathed heavily. He felt his balls tighten. It wouldn’t be long before they gave up up their precious fluid. He looked at his mother for approval.
But Tracy couldn’t see him. She moved one hand between her legs, to finger her protruding clitoris. Her children mated so sweetly and loving, its inches firmed with wanton blood. Her clit was a loaded pistol eager to shoot. Eyes closed, she rubbed and jacked, picturing her son’s young prick humping half way, in and out of his little sister’s virgin slot.
“Mommy wants to be with us too, but we still have to rescue her.” Mina told her brother. “Tonight it’s just you and me.”
“I’m going to make you feel good, Mina.” Howard promised. He wouldn’t stop fucking his sister until she exploded first.
“Ooooh, it does!” She cried. “You do.” A knot of pleasure burst in her belly. “Aaahhhh! Aahh! Do it, Howie. I want it!”
Prompted by her urgent cries, Howard fucked his cock as fast as he dared without slipping out of her slick cooze.
“Uuunnnnggghhhh!” Tracy groaned. She rapidly approached an orgasm. Watching her children mate was the most beautiful, wicked thing she’d ever experienced. Her body soared with nasty joy!
“Mommy’s gonna burst, Howie. I want to burst like that too!” Mina exclaimed, “I’m gonna. I’m gonna, if you don’t stop.”
Howard never wanted to stop fucking his sister, even half-way. His dick shivered from a wonderful ache. His balls roiled and tightened. He wished he could live out his whole life in a fairy tale, fucking his Mommy and Mina, forever and ever!
“I won’t stop, Mina. It feels too good, putting my wiener inside you and moving it, fucking it. Oooohhhh!” Howie felt his core being shudder from impending orgasm.
“Howie! Oh, Howie, I-I-,” His sister gasp, “I’m COooooommmiinnngggg!”
“Honey, sweetheart! You’re making Mommy cum tooooo!” Tracy burst with ecstatic static zapping her heart and soul. Joy flooded her nerves. “Are you cumming, Howard? I want you to. You have to cum in Mina, now!”
Howard’s orgasmic wave thundered up his body upon his mother’s command. It would have without prompting. Half-cock deep, plugging his little sister’s wet hole, his prick lurched and spat gobs of sweet boy cum into his mother’s daughter. “I’m cumming! I am. Mina, make sure your pussy soaks up every drop!” He felt so good and excited, he almost plunged his entire length into her. At the last second he caught himself before tearing through her virginity.
“I feel your cum. It’s hot and filling me!” Mina cried. Her brother’s blasts soaked her young cooze and flooded it with soothing goo.
Tracy couldn’t stop frigging her long clitoris. Wave after wave of incredible pleasure crashed against her better judgement, eroding it. She had brought together her children sexually, to enjoy each other, while she watched and supervised. Their moment was troubling and fantastic! Minutes passed. Tracy’s orgasms speared her again and again, until there was nothing left of her soul to elevate to ultimate happiness. When she could breath again, she sucked in air with great gasps! “Ooohhh, that was amazing.”
“Mommy, Mommy!” The children cried. “We like fucking!”
“Oh, sweethearts, I know.”
Peace and quiet overcame the master bedroom. Satisfied grins and daring eyes danced in the darkness. Tracy fell asleep first. The day’s stressful ending dragged her deep. Her children rested in each other’s embrace. Before their hearts quieted for the night, they heard the dishwasher shudder into its last wash cycle.
— 9 —
“It’s sounds funny.” Mina.
“No it doesn’t.” Howard defended.
“You loaded it wrong.”
“I told you, that’s how you’re suppose to load it.”
“No it ain’t. That’s how it broke the last time.”
“Just go to sleep,” Her nagging annoyed him.
Something about the sound troubled Mina. Her brother was a poopie head, but she would be okay. Her mother had been so worried, after leaving the bus, she made sure she had the one thing that always made her feel safe. She pulled her father’s, five pointed ashtray out from under her pillow and curled up around it.
Red wings blasted air all around her. In the dream, Tracy shielded her eyes with a hand. “I won’t let you hurt them!” She yelled against the wind.
Great laughter roared like a dragon. “Too late.” The ground beneath the angry mother trembled. The land heaved in terrifying waves. A young voice cried out in fear. “Mommy!”
Tracy bolted up in the shaking bed. Its covers had flung away. Her daughter’s cry repeated in her son’s voice.
“Momma!” Howie yelled.
Strong, red claws held him on the bed. The horned head guffawed, “You were suppose to corrupt them, Bitch. By enlightening them, you left me with no choice but to damn them myself!”
Tracy beheld a man-sized form of the demon. His rampant organ, still large for his size, pushed into her son’s bottom. Tears spurted from the boy’s eyes. “Momma, it hurts!”
“Shut up, Brat. I’m not even in you yet. You’re tight. I’m really going to enjoy this!” The demon promised. He pushed dark red cock hard, but the child was small.
“Get out, Monster!” Tracy leaped on the demon, grabbing and twisting his horns! With hardly any effort, he struck the anguished mother. The impact of his scaled backhand threw her against a wall. She struck and fell. Dazed, she struggled to her feet. “Begone!” It was the first word that came to mind.
“Hah!” He guttered. “If only you had taken your children for your own pleasure, and taught them to take pleasure instead of sharing it, I wouldn’t be doing this!” He eye beamed yellow hatred. “Brat, this is going to hurt you a lot more than it hurts me.”
“No!” Mina grabbed the glass tray and beat on the red monster attacking her brother. “Daddy! Daddy! Make him go away!”
“Hah! That’s where I came from, you baby cunt! It can’t hurt me, and your daddy’s too far gone to save you.” Finally, he pressed his black cockhead passed the boy’s resisting sphincter. “Got you now, you little shit!” Fat prick pushed dryly up his back hole.
Howie screamed!
“Damnation, I could cum in a second, when you scream like that!”
“Howie!” Tracy flung herself at the monster. She grabbed a lamp from the nightstand and beat its head. It simply bounced off.
“Tickling, won’t make me cum any faster.” The demon roared!
“Stop it! Stop it!” Mina wailed. “I’ll give you anything, if you stop!”
“That’s more like it.” The deep voice softened. His thrusting member halted. It turned its mighty horned head and asked, “Can I have anything, little girl?”
Tracy opened her mouth to warn her daughter, but a red hand reached out and clamped her jaws shut. She whacked the demon arm with the bent lamp, to no effect.
Mina bawled. “You have to stop hurting him!”
“Sure thing, doll. Do you promise you’ll give me anything?”
The monster had stopped bucking his mean ol’ prick. Mina cried for her brother, but she nodded. “Uh-huh.”
The demon pulled his thick cock out of Howie’s bleeding rear. The boy instantly fainted. “See, no more hurting. But now I’m all hard, and I have to put it somewhere. I have to fuck it to make it soft. Do you have a place where I can fuck this big ol’ cock?”
“NO!” Tracy yelled futilely into the demon’s gripping palm. She tried kicking the demon’s wing and twisting her mouth out of his grasp. It was like she didn’t even exist. Even her daughter ignored her. “Mina, baby! Don’t do it!”
The little girl sniffed. Howie wasn’t yelling any more. He seemed to be asleep. She had made a promise. “Uh-huh.” She nodded again at the horrible beast. His cock was going to make her bleed too. She knew that, but she would rather get cut and hurt than let her brother be torn ass to neck.
“I’m not going to be gentle, you baby bitch. I need to hurt you. I’ll hurt you bad.” The demon glared.
“Okay. Just let my mommy and Howie alone.” The little girl squatted on her heels. Her knees sank into the mattress. She stared at the terrifying face and promised. “You can hurt me instead.”
“Momma.” Howard squeaked. He came to with his ass on fire. “It hurts.”
The demon grinned from ear to ear. “Agreed!” He let go of the foolish mother and pounced on her innocent, young daughter.
Welling concern for her children freed Tracy. Was that part of the demon’s promise to stop hurting her and her son? If the demon continued to hurt her, wouldn’t that also hurt her son? The potential logic of demon promises and lies, nearly engulfed the mother. She shook her head to clear it. The one certain thing, while the demon concentrated on defiling her daughter, she was free to help Howie. “My boy.” She cradled his head in her lap. He lay on his side. Tracy ripped a pillowcase away from its pillow. “Take this and keep pressure on your anus.”
“Stop her, Momma. He’s going to tear Mina to pieces.” Howie blubbered.
“He won’t, Howard. We’ll stop him.” But the mother knew her words were an empty promise. She had no power to stop the demon. She had accepted his gift, and now she owed him everything about her.
“Lie on your back, you pretty little slut.” The monster commanded.
Tracy couldn’t bear to watch. She had tried to protect them. She could only cry and attempt to comfort her injured son. She winced went the bed shifted from her daughter’s obedience.
“Spread those cute legs, you baby bitch.”
Instead of covering her ears, she covered her son’s. “Don’t listen. It isn’t real. Its a nightmare. We have to survive until morning.
“I want to kill him, Momma.” The boy was crying again.
“Hush, sweetie. The only way to kill him is to-” Tracy stopped. She knew. There was a way. She grabbed Howard’s hand and kissed it.
“Just one second, you red, horned, sniveling worm! Just who’s daughter do you think you’re going to fuck?” Tracy sneered at the masculine, winged demon.
“Worm?” The horned head turned. “We’ll have words later, Momma Bitch. I’m going to rip that extra sex right out of your fucking cunt!”
“No. You aren’t.” Tracy meet it’s yellow glare. “I’ve got first dibs on that cunt lying in front of you.”
“What?”
“You gave their sex to me!” That was what the demon meant, when he had granted her wish. It had to be. If not, Tracy and her family would rot in hell, defeated and forever defiled by this minion of evil.
“Ummmm,” The monster hummed. “Mmmaybe.” He paused, hands hovering over Mina’s trembling nipples. He snarled. “But you heard her, she offered herself by her own will.”
“Not freely.”
“Free enough for me.”
Tracy huffed. Fear was eating away her moment of bravado. “Fine. You get to fuck her. You can rip her to shreds. I s-suppose that’s the only way you can get off.”
Mina had frozen on the bed. Her legs were half splayed, terrified for her mother. But now, she felt afraid of her mother. “Mommy?”
The demon grinned at the meek sound.
“But you can’t have her, until I fuck her first!” Tracy challenged their dark red foe.
Great wings spread out of the monster’s back and a single, silent flap launched him into the air. There he paused, floating, motionless. “After you, Ma-am.”
“Momma?” Howie felt cold air swirling around the room. He clung to his mother.
Tracy crawled to her daughter, dragging her son across the bedsheet. “Oh, Baby, I’m so sorry!”
“Mommy, Mommy, you made him stop!” Mina threw her arms around her mother.
“No, Mina. You did. You saved your Mommie.” Tracy wept anew. Her children were once more safe.
“AHEM!” The demon shouted. “I was told there would be fucking involved.”
“I’ll do it, Mommy.” Howie interjected. He was just starting to understand what his mother was talking about.
“You can’t, sweetie. Mother has to.” Tracy looked at her frightened daughter. “It’s the only way.”
“It’s okay, Mommy.” The little girl tried to act calm. She sniffed and wiped her eyes. “I-I want you to.” Bravely, Mina opened her legs wide, to make room for her mother.
Above the family of three, looming terror watched, waiting for the slightest infraction of his labyrinthine rules.
This was why her clitoris had grown to three inches. It was for this one act, to fuck her baby daughter. Now the deed must be done, yet her magically elongated prick dangled lifeless between her legs.
You try getting it up when a fat, winged demon is hovering spitefully above you, and your children are about to be dragged to hell. One half of Tracy’s mind complained.
A soft laugh issued from the floating menace.
The other half of the mother’s thoughts remembered brief words. “Wisdom comes from within. Experience is raw fuel. Sometimes it imparts knowledge but never enlightens. You must learn to burn it, to create light.”
The holy man had meant that sex was simply an experience. Enlightenment had to be earned. You had to work for it, specifically, and Tracy needed all the light she could burn. She hugged both her children, then crawled between her young daughter’s thighs. Kneeling, the mother bent down and she kissed her baby girl’s pussy. “You’re the most wonderful daughter in the world, Mina. I love you and your brother with all my heart.” She unreeled her tongue and started to lick her child’s sex.
“Ooo, Mommy!” Mina cooed. The horrible monster had hurt her brother. It scared her, but her mother got the better of it, and that felt good. Their strange situation infused the young girl with fear and excitement! Tracy’s daughter stuck out her tongue at the silently flapping horror. Her mommy was going to make everything better! The larger tongue between her naked thighs moved gently and carefully. Her mom knew a lot about how to please a woman. Her recent lesbo fuck with Vanice had only improved her technique.
The sharp, bleeding pain in Howie’s bum eased. His mother’s demonic conversation, and her warm hug, and now her oral love of his sister absorbed the boy’s attention. He watched his mom gracefully lick Mina’s sweet slit. He glared at the beast of a man floating above them. Howie’s steady eyes spoke for him. The boy joined his sister’s defiance of it’s wicked presence,while his hand held the pillowcase firmly against his defiled anus. He hugged his mother’s back and petted Mina’s hair.
Arms, lips, and tongues joined the family of three. Tracy warmed her daughter’s loins with hot breath and mellow, playful licking. Kisses danced between mother, daughter, and son.
“That’s not fucking…” The demon observed.
“You have a limited notion of fucking. It’s a lot more than simple rutting.” Tracy told him in her mind.
“Pagan.” It accused.
“Shut-in.” Tracy retorted. Then she had no more time for the creature. Mina’s body wiggled from anticipation. It was primed for the joining of clits and more.
“Ohh, Mommy, I-I need-”
“I know, Sweetheart.” Tracy shifted forward, raising her hips and positioning her short stem between her daughter’s young legs. Howie relaxed his hug, to let her move freely.
He stayed close, was able to kiss his sister’s hands when they wrapped around Momma’s midsection. Howie felt life return to his loins. A seed of desire sprouted and clouded his pain. His mother’s breasts hung like bountiful fruit above his sister’s nipple buds. He plucked them like guitar strings. “Momma, you’re gonna beat that villain.”
“Yes, we are.” Tracy agreed. She smiled for her daughter’s shining eyes, and she placed her fully erect clitoris at the child’s virgin entrance. Mina closed her eyes, wondering if it would hurt. Tracy used her hand to wriggle the tip slowly between her daughter’s wet, bare slit. Her son’s hands played with her nipples. She cooed and shivered. “That’s nice, Howard.” That he could still play, after suffering the demon’s assault, gave her confidence. She pushed with her hips. Three and a half inches of hard clit slid easily into the girl’s pussy, until it struck her virginity. When the mother pressed to push through it, sharp pain lanced up from where they joined. Tracy and Mina yelped!
“HAR, HAR, HAR!” The demon roared with glee. He anticipated their fowling. “That’s no prick, Sugar. Let a man do that for you.” He slapped a meaty paw of claw tipped fingers around Tracy’s shoulder, but before he could pull the bitch away, Howie shouted. “NO!”
The boy thrust his semi-rigid dick into his mother’s hole. It was wet from desire, and he entered her easily. With a hearty shove, his hips slammed his meat up his mother’s puss and pushed her forward, hard. Tracy and Mina howled, as the mother’s clit was driven deep into the girl’s cunt. The seal of flesh tore, nearly rupturing the sensitive, frail intruder. “Fuck her, Momma. Fuck Mina like I’m fucking you!” He pulled back without withdrawing and hunched forward again, shoving hard boy cock deep into his mother’s sex.
Twin lightning bolts, stunning the same sex lovers. The son’s angry cry jolted them back to awareness. Tracy threw off the demon’s paw with a fierce shoulder roll. She pulled her hurting clit nearly out of her child’s trembling cooze, but before the pain distracted her arousal, she slid her its hardness back into the groove perfectly sized for it. That felt wonderful!
Mina’s young mind experienced the tearing inside as a rip in her core being. It was the worst pain she ever had to endure, but when her brother called her mommy to action, she remembered his pain was far greater. “Oww, fuck me, Mommy. Ooow. It’s okay, Mommy. Ow! I’ll be okay. Don’t stop. You have to fuck me hard!” She winced with each of her mother’s strokes, but gritted her teeth and begged her mother to continue.” Then her suffering eased, and a new sensation built out of it’s thinning discomfort. “Ohh, Mommy, it’s not hurting. I like it, now, Mommy!”
“Oh, baby, I’m so sorry to hurt you. Howie saved us, Mina. He knew I had to fuck you. I had to drill through your baby cunt and plug you with my hard clit. Now it feels so good, poking you with my tendril, I would never stop. She added, “Howard, I’m so happy you’re fucking me. Are you still hurting? Let Mother do her best for you to feel good again. Take anything you want from me. Fuck me all night. Just let me keep loving your angel of sister.” She minded her less than three inches of wiggle room. Any more and her thrusting clit would fall out. Howie’s five inches dove and withdrew more than four inches, in and out of her adult cunt. “Mina, Mommy’s glad it’s not hurting you so much.”
“No, Mommy! It feels good now, really good!” Mina lifted her head and planted kisses on her mother’s face. Her body sank into her mother’s mattress and rebounded each time the parent pulled two inches of clit out of the girl’s wet slit. She could feel the double rhythm dancing through her mother’s body. “Fuck me, Mommy! Fuck Mommy, Howie!”
“Yes, Howard, your loving feels so good!”
Howie almost cried when he had pushed his mother to pierce his sister’s virginity. His continuing trusts grew confident upon hearing his sister and mother beg to be fucked. He kept rubbing his mom’s titties and kissing his sister’s hand, while swiftly plunging his cock in and out of his mother’s hot pussy.
The hovering demon repressed a growl. That wouldn’t help. Determined to find a mistake in the woman’s claim, he pretended to remain aloof, rolling his eyes and drumming his clawed fingers across his thighs.
The scene below was pretty exciting. Darkweb film crews would pay thousands of dollars to record the hot incestuous threesome, especially for the mother’s ability to fuck her own daughter. The demon could no longer claim they weren’t fucking. In fact, he had to repress another evil emotion, his growing urge to rape all three. Contract be damned, his cock kept growing, tormenting him. It was nearly the thickness of a baseball bat and half the length! It needed to fuck with a need far greater than all three below. His lust devoured his attention.
“Mommy, I never knew it could feel so gooooddd!!!” Mina shouted. Her perfectly fucked cunny dripped and spat girl honey. She hugged and kissed her mother as much as she could. She allowed her brother’s hands to maul the ripe fruits dangling above. She could feel his kisses on her hands. Oh she wished her mother and her brother were fucking her at the same time.
Tracy would have said, me too, if her thrusting clit hadn’t taken over every pleasure center in her body and cranked them to the max. She could barely hear her children, let alone reply. “OOOOOOOOOHHHHH, MINA! HOWIE! AAAAHHHHHHH, YES!!”
“Are you going to cum, Mommy?” Howie wished his mother would cum very hard. He still felt pain, and that kept his cock from exploding from all the slippery fun it was taking from his mother’s boiling cunt.
“Ohhh, YES! but I don’t want to. I want to keep fucking and being fucked! I don’t want to cum until my baby and son have exploded from my clit and cunt! I want your hot cum filling me, when I cum. OOOHHH, but I’m so close!”
“Yes, Mommy, cum! Cum lots. I want to cum when you do.” Mina felt contractions in her belly. Her repeatedly plugged and unplugged baby cunt couldn’t take much more pleasure. She didn’t want to cum first! It was much more fun to cum together.
Upon hearing his mother’s and sister’s rising pitches, his balls tightened. Maybe, just maybe, he could get off sooner, at the perfect time for all of them. Closing his eyes, his vision drifted upon aether. His body’s motions swam his senses beyond his corpus. The incredible joy suffusing his soul lifted him to a state of being he had once felt, not long ago.
Something nagged at the demon’s thoughts now committed to a new plan, a nagging warning. His lust never gave it a chance to reach his consciousness. To hell with protocol, he was going to tear into woman, boy, and baby girl with his aching prick! After wearing their holes to shards, he would pierce new holes into their bodies and fuck those!
“Ohh, Mina, darling, I can feel it, you…”
“Yes, Mommy. I’m gonna cum. I want you to cum too!”
“I can’t stop it, Baby. I can feel Howie. His thrusting is hard and strong. It’s making me cum like my clit is making us cum! His balls are biting my ass. I can feel them churning, his prick lurching inside me. Soon! OOOOHHHHHH SOON! Soooo goood.”
“Howard.” A man called from swirling clouds. His words issued like clouds. “Give Mother all of your love, Howard.”
“Huh?” The boy could barely make out the difference between the roar of joy in his brain and the words seeking him. “Father?”
“Cum, Howard. You have to cum now.” The words solidified in the boy’s thoughts, catalyzing them.
Tracy humped her red cigarette in and out of her baby girl’s now counter-thrusting pussy. The child’s kisses and her son’s tit gropes pushed her over the edge. “CUMMMINNGGG!!!!” Fire burst up from her womb, sizzling the nerves they flashed upon to her brain, and exploded like a fuel tanker!
“MOMMIEEEEE!!!” Mina burst. Her brain melted from the most amazing orgasm she’d ever known. All hurt and worry and fear flew to the far corners of the universe. Only love and pleasure and heat remained. Their cum joined two hearts, two minds, and two souls into one.
“You’re a good boy, Howie. Fuck your mom with everything you’ve got and CUM!” His father’s voice called out.
“NOOOO!!!” Howled the demon! The nagging fear tore through his rampant lust and he saw the truth! “DON’T CUM!” It cried. His only chance was to rip the boy away, to even kill to prevent losing everything he had schemed.
“Yes, Father!” Howie’s mind centered and balanced on the seesaw of fucking. His body worked to the exclusion of earthly distractions. His balls leaped in their sack and his prostate muscles clenched, forcing every ounce of hot cum through his plunging prick and exploded it into the orgasming womb of his mother.
“YOU’RE CUMMING IN MOMMY!” Tracy and Mina exclaimed together. And the link of two became three, and then four.
Just as the demon dived, claws outstretched, seeking to rip sacred unity asunder, the boy turned his head and opened his mouth.
“I REPENT, DEMON!” The father’s voice called out, followed by gouts of black smoke! Roiling fumes erupted from Howie’s face and struck the demon. They burned it.
“AAAAAGGGGGHHHHH!!!!” It screamed! Black smoke engulfed the beast, singeing it’s red scales and blinding and choking it. Howie’s mouth poured billowing blackness after billowing blackness upon the infernal creature. To the linked minds, it felt like a conjoined orgasm persisting to elevate their mutual bliss.
Moments later, only black swirls covered the ceiling. Not a hint of red remained. Their occlusion peaked as the last fumes left the possessed boy.
At the end, a great light launched from Howie’s mouth with a faint cry of victory. It through through the smoke, drawing its darkness away, as if out of a hole hanging above the momentarily rejoined family. Then the light flew through the ceiling unto the great beyond.
Three bodies collapsed in a perfect jumble of limbs and orifices, all trembling.
THE END
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