Crazy, Pt.4: Further developments and growing ambitions [fF] [lactation]

For those who asked for more, I’m sorry it took so long! I’ve been busy, blah blah blah, just enjoy. If you haven’t read the openings of the story you will be missing critical details. If you have read, you may want to skim over part 3 to refresh. The links are on my user profile.

And now, part 4.
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It felt like forever since the family had fallen asleep, sexual fluids oozing over their bodies and sensitive skin going numb. Jenna woke far before Lyra and Mother would, leaving the two to sleep despite how much she wished for more.

 

Jenna went on to stare herself in the mirror for quite a while. Her young naked body was developing faster than she could keep track of. Her breasts now seemed about as big as Lyra’s, and still, they felt heavier every week. Lyra of course had breasts that even busty girl’s jaws would drop at, and mother was even bigger than that. Even being just 16, Jenna thought that she might surpass her mother within a year at this rate. Deep inside, she hoped they would develop even faster, and become the milkiest breasts in the world. Jenna took some measurements of her bust to compare later on in the week.

Crazy pt.3 [Ff] [Fff] [incest] [cumplay]

The smooth vibration of the car on the highway soothed Mother’s body. She had taken so much cock she felt like she would fall asleep once she got home, immeadiately. Her short short’s were stained and wet, her tank top ripped down the back, the night air came through the window of the car cooling her hot body.

She knew 12 was probably overkill, knowing how fertile her blood line is. But she liked being that slutty every now and then. She had to be careful, or else she would risk falling into old habits.

“Thirty-three” She said out loud, into the lonely night.

“8 month term, 2 months of recovery… 17 years until potential menopause… 204 months over 10…”

“Twenty.” Mother looked down at her stomach. “Twenty possible terms…”

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After arriving near midnight at the home, Mother wondered if her daughter’s were sleeping or maybe “sleeping”.

They lie on the couch, sticky and warm, naked and locked together sleeping. Mother was glad to see them bonding so close, and was sad she had missed some of the fun. Then she remembered how tired she was, how sore she was.

Crazy pt.2 [fF] [FM] [Fm] [incest(fF)] [impreg]

Jenna stood at her Mother’s door, feeling every drop of her wetness run down her thighs, her skin was more sensitive. She felt more in tune with her senses, like she had awakened. She slowly twisted open the door.

Mother had always been less graceful than Lyra, she laid with her blanket covering her face, her belly and nothing else. Legs spread wide, her pussy was plainly visible, a hand rested just above her clit.

Jenna’s eyes were transfixed, step by step she got closer to pleasuring her mother, her head rested between her mother’s silk-smooth thighs, she wanted to lick them almost as much as her pussy.

One lick of her, and she felt hooked. Mother stirred gently as Jenna licked at her, then she kept still. A second later, her thighs closed in on Jenna’s head, trapping her in a sweet embrace. Mother breathed heavily, her hands reached for Jenna’s head. First she stroked her red hair gently, then she grabbed her head and pulled her deeper into her embrace. Jenna licked deeper, Mother’s scent drove her to madness.

Crazy [ff] [incest]

“Jenna Craze, get down here right now!” Mother yelled.

Down the steps, the 16 year old girl approached her mother and sister meekly.

“What?” She asked.

“You know what. You washed your sister’s sheets.” Mother scolded.

“I was trying to be nice.” Jenna said.

“I can’t sleep in sheets that are clean.” Her sister, Lyra, claimed.

“Good, so we’ve established two things: I’m nice, you’re weird.” The bratty 16 year old said, with a flick of her red curly red hair.

“Jenna, quit with your attitude. We’re a weird family, you knew the reason why she likes to… *use*, her sheets, and you washed them anyway.”

“The reason? I don’t know the reason. All i know is that it’s considered nice to do someone’s laundry for them.” Jenna said simply.

“Alright, I’ve had enough of your attitude young lady. Are you ready for your punishment?” Mother asked.

“What are you gonna do, make me shave her again?” The brat challenged.

“No. You are going to *use* her sheets so she can sleep comfortably. If I know your sister, she’ll sleep very well afterwards.”