The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

A sensuous smile tinged with a hint of sadness spread across Aleksandra’s lips. Val knew that something was coming, something that would be both intensely pleasurable and likely painful. Valerie felt strong, stronger than she had all night. If Matthew were to again ask for her soul right now, she knew without a doubt she could deny him.

But a chill ran down her spine because she knew, deep inside, that whatever was over the horizon was not likely to be so easy…

Aleksandra helped move Valerie forward so that her elbows were resting on the ledge at the head of the bed, her pelvis straddling the thick pillows and her face inches away from the paneled mahogany wall behind the bed. Val arched her back to thrust her smooth, toned ass higher in the air as Aleksandra knelt behind her, her hands giving a delightful massage to her asscheeks. Valerie not-so-secretly hoped that the buxom tormentor would resume fingerfucking her ass. There were no more taboos anymore, so why not just revel in what felt good?

Consequences be damned.

Valerie would continue to resist Matthew’s request for voluntary subjugation. He may take her, when all was said and done, but he’d do it without her permission. The escalating pleasures she’d been introduced to were now a part of her sexual vocabulary, but they no longer demanded her capitulation. No doubt, her first ass fuck was just around the corner, and while that thought might once have filled her with horror, it only now filled her with anticipation.

She anchored her psyche in her own love for herself, a love that had given her strength to build a strong mind and moral character even while praying for adoption as a child in the Czech orphanage. She anchored her determination on the strength she’d built as a child waiting for release from her prison of abandonment. She anchored her fortitude on the love she got from Hank and Linda, her adopted parents who showered her and the three other children they’d rescued with love and affection. Matthew may be warping her reality, turning her into a sexual deviant, but at least he couldn’t destroy the love her family had given her – a love all the more pure because they weren’t blood relatives, but had shown her a love that was freely given and not just expected…for the “expected” love of birth parents had already failed her.

Sighing in delight as the redhead lowered her face and began planting little butterfly kisses on her asscheeks, goosebumps erupted over her flesh as her skin was tickled by her tormentor’s soft, cascading hair. When Val opened her eyes to see what Matthew was going to do next, she found that the wood panel before her face had disappeared and was now a clear pane of glass looking out into another room. It was as if Matthew’s office/bedroom was a half-floor above the next room, with the window looking down. This weird layout didn’t seem to jive with her memory of the layout of the house, but her mind was in such a delirious fog of pleasure, anticipation, and need that she didn’t dwell on her captor’s architectural quirks.

She could make out two figures, males she assumed, one sitting in an overstuffed armchair and another on a couch – a seemingly odd Norman Rockwellian setting given the depravity on the other side of the glass. The figures were just starting to look familiar when her recognition was cut short as she felt Aleksandra gently pull her asscheeks apart and something long, wet, and slithery work its way inside.

It felt so incredibly good that Valerie couldn’t help but moan in pleasure. It felt so incredibly good that even as she turned her head and met Aleksandra’s eyes over the round mounds of her asscheeks, she didn’t care that Matthew’s servant had crossed yet another boundary. Eyes rolling back in her head in euphoria, Valerie lowered her head back to her crossed arms on the ledge, focusing solely on the sensations of the wet tongue delicately tapping and probing her sphincter. Aleksandra teased her for a little while, licking around the rosebud, tickling her hole, lapping up and down the asscrack.

Just when Valerie thought she was going to die from need, the depraved redhead relented and, focusing her tongue like a spear, pushed it against and then through Valerie’s still tightly clenched ass-ring. Gasping in shock, her sphincter bursting wide open, Val immediately thrust a hand to her own crotch, eagerly seeking to capitalize on the insanely pleasurable sensations of the woman’s tongue in her ass. And with her eyes wide open, she was forced to view what was happening in the other room…and it was even more shocking than this latest carnal delight.

There was a knock at the door from the far side of the room Valerie was watching. Val didn’t know why she was focusing on the events in the room when the events in her own ass should have rendered the rest of the world irrelevant, but she couldn’t help but maintain that sliver of rational thought. As one figure arose from the couch, recognition set in. “What’s my brother Michael doing here?” she thought worriedly, suddenly gasping as Aleksandra’s long and dexterous tongue tickled new depths. Before she could voice her concern, Michael walked from the couch to the door, opened it, and ushered in…well, Valerie.

Valerie moaned as Aleksandra’s tongue went into overdrive, simultaneously replacing Val’s hands at her pussy to deliciously attack both of her sex regions. That freed up Val’s arm to help support her on the ledge, which gave her a better view through the glass as well as helped arch her back giving Aleksandra even better access to her ass and pussy…which the horny servant exploited to their fullest.

Yes, even while Valerie was getting her ass munched in Matthew’s private suite, she was also entering the opposite room. It was only after long seconds of intense scrutiny that Val saw that it wasn’t in fact her…just someone who happened to look a lot like her. There were subtle differences. The girl had slightly different hair, even bigger breasts, and her eyes were shaped slightly differently…but it was about as close as she could imagine without finding out that she had a long-lost twin.

“Hey Sis!” said her brother in the opposite room, helping “Val2” (as Valerie decided to call her) in from beyond the door. “We’ve been waiting for you.”

“Hey Bro. You’re looking good. Why did you need to see me so badly?”

Valerie, despite being kept on the threshold of another orgasm by the expert manipulations of Aleksandra, was annoyed by the girl’s performance. She never called Michael “Bro,” and the girl had a too-bubbly voice, her hips swaying too overtly, especially for being in the presence of family.

Just as Val was about to wonder why her brother’s hand was lingering a little too low on Val2’s backside, another voice sent a chill through her spine.

“We invited you here, Val, because we’re having an intervention.”

“Daddy?” thought Valerie at the same time Val2 cried it aloud in obvious mock surprise. Valerie watched in horror as her father stood from armchair and approached her clone.

“Yes Dear. It’s time you accepted the truth. It saddens me that you’re the oldest of your siblings and yet you’re the only one not to be a part of this family.”

“Oh Daddy, I don’t know what you mean. OH!” Val2 gasped as Michael’s hand slipped beneath the too-short boarding school outfit’s skirt. Valerie stared in lust-filled horror. She and her brother had always been affectionate, but he’d never done anything so overtly sexual. Sure, she and her 19-year-old brother, and two 17-year-old sisters were all adopted, none related to one-another, but ever since Hank and Linda rescued them from their Easter European squalors, they’d always been as close as blood-relations.

Hank moved back to his chair, resuming his seat. Valerie couldn’t help but notice his trim physique, his muscled arms and chest beneath a slightly too-tight shirt. This type of physical appraisal was never a part of Val’s mind-set, especially when it came to her family…but given all that she’d been through, given what was being done to her at this very moment, how could she not? Despite this being the man who had raised her from the age of thirteen, for the first time since her adoption, she saw him not as her father, but as a man. A virile, well-built, incredibly handsome man.

Michael pushed his faux-sister forward until she stood only a few feet from her sitting faux-father. She overplayed her downcast eyes – eyes that pretended to be sad and worried, but which sparkled with a knowledge of what was to come – a knowledge Val2’s doppelganger on the other side of the glass was both terrified as well as eager to gain.

“Honey, you’re a very beautiful woman. As are your sisters. As is your brother handsome. You know your mother and I can’t have kids. But I spent a lot of money and called in a lot of favors to adopt you kids. Normally, it would be impossible to adopt four kids simultaneously, especially ones that aren’t from the same family…and especially when the oldest is only twelve years younger than the adoptive mother.”

Valerie knew all this, but never questioned it. She had just been glad to be adopted into any family, but especially ones as kind and loving as hers. It was their warm hearts, their beautiful home, their strong morals, and loving ways that instantly made them like real parents in her mind. She never questioned how it came to be, she’d just always accepted it and always just assumed that their intentions were pure. To accept otherwise would be a huge betrayal to all they had given her.

“Linda and I were very particular about who we adopted. We made sure you were healthy, that you weren’t abused, that you were strong mentally and physically…and that you had indicators that you were likely to grow up to be beautiful. We encouraged your minds in school, your bodies in sports, and always maintained an open and liberal loving home for you to…develop in.”

Valerie began to tremble, in both fear and excitement. Aleksandra was still licking her asshole and her fingers were massaging her clit, always backing off a bit just at the moment when she was about to orgasm. She was like a bomb that was having explosives stuffed into her at an exponential rate…it was all that kept her from jumping off the bed and diving head-first through the window before anyone said anything else. What she did manage, however, was to glance sideways for a moment, and saw that Matthew was now standing beside the bed, the woman who’d been his human-footstool was leaning over the edge, waiting contentedly for him to fuck her, her pussy grinding on the edge in anticipation. The two women who were his seat were eagerly kneeling on either side of him, licking this long, thick, perfect cock, occasionally meeting at the tip to kiss each other. Yet despite this, his eyes remained locked on Valerie.

“But you continue to disappoint us,” said Hank from the other room. “Maybe we adopted you too late in life. Maybe you were too set in your ways. Maybe we trusted you too much to figure it out on your own. But, damn…you were just so sexy. Even at such a young age, we knew how beautiful you’d grow to be.” Hank sighed exasperatedly. “The fact is, you’re letting your family down. And it’s time you were punished for teasing us so mercilessly.” Hank slapped his knees and crooked his finger.

“Oh Daddy…I’m sorry,” said Val2 in over-the-top sadness. But, with an eager pace that caused her large breasts to bounce with each stride, she stepped to Hank’s side and lay herself over his knees. Valerie groaned in frustration and dismay to see that her clone wasn’t wearing underwear.

“Please…” Valerie gasped. “Please Michael! Make them stop. This is too cruel. You’re too cruel!”

Michael seemed dismayed. “You keep blaming me. I’m not doing this. This is your family’s reality. In this reality, this is how they see you…how they want to see you. It is how they believe you should be. You just never accepted this reality. You can choose to believe what you’re seeing, or deny it. Either way, it doesn’t change the vision before you.” Michael casually stepped forward, pulled apart the pussy lips of the girl on the bed with his thumbs and inserted his impossibly long cock into her pussy with ease. She moaned in pleasure, her eyes rolling back into her head, a look of sheer bliss on her face as Michael began to casually fuck her, his eyes still affixed to Valerie.

“Have you even considered that none of this is my doing? Maybe this is all in your head.” He smirked evilly. “Which of course would mean that what you’re watching is really just a product of your own imagination. Which would mean that in reality, YOU are the one harboring lustful desires for your family.” Matthew paused in his sensuous fucking of the woman on the bed. “If this isn’t reality, then isn’t it possible that that your family isn’t really an adopted family, but just something your mind worked up in order to handle your incestuous urges?”

Valerie screamed out her denial. “No! You sick fuck! I’m ADOPTED. I remember every day I spent in that hell-hole. I remember every night longing for a family. I remember the relief I felt when Hank and Linda took me into their home and hearts. YOU WILL NOT CONVINCE ME OF YOUR LIES!!”

Matthew smiled and shrugged. Whatever the reality, it didn’t change the current situation. He was still in charge, and she was still subject to whatever truths or lies he wanted to show her.

The bed sagged a bit, but Valerie couldn’t turn to look. Her gaze was pulled back to the room with her family. But from the way Aleksandra’s nose began rhythmically bumping into her asscheeks and her moans of pleasure, Val was sure one of the remaining men in the room had crawled behind her and had begun fucking her.

The room filled with the sound of Hank’s palm striking Val2’s bare ass in an odd syncopation with the sound of Aleksandra’s ass being struck by the unknown man’s hips as he fucked into her. But soon Hank relented, leaving behind a pink quivering ass on his lap. Valerie could see that her father…no, Hank…she wouldn’t call him father again after what she was beginning to accept. Hank was flush, clearly bursting with excitement.

“Now, have you learned your lesson?”

“Oh, yes Daddy.” Val2 looked properly chastened even as she shifted her weight from foot to foot, eager to move things along.

“Do you feel sorry for teasing your mother and me and your poor brother and sisters?”

“Yes Daddy.” Val2 tried to maintain her frown, even as she began unbuttoning her blouse.

“Then it’s time you gave me a little sugar.”

Val2 burst into a grin, glad the charade was over. She quickly pulled off her garments, revealing an almost comically large chest. She kept on her high heels, which could only be called stripper-shoes given their height and quickly knelt before Hank, undoing his belt and fly and pulling out a rather substantial length of pipe. After admiring it for a second, Val2 eagerly dropped her face to it, planting little kissed all over the tip and licking up and down the shaft before taking him as far as she could into her mouth.

Valerie was both disgusted as well as turned on beyond belief. She looked deeper into the room and saw that Michael had stripped naked, but seemed content to wait on the couch, slowly fisting his huge boner. “Was everyone in this house hung?” thought the delirious Valerie, barely clinging onto sanity as she struggled to cum, but was denied by Aleksandra who seemed to be waiting to build up to her own release…at least that’s what Valerie hoped the delay was for.

The door to the room burst open and Valerie’s mother stormed in, a scowl set on her face. “Hank! What the hell do you think you’re doing?!?”

The briefest moment of hope sparked inside Valerie as she saw her mother. Surely this kind, beautiful woman wasn’t part of this depravity and would set things right. But as had become the norm for this endless torture, every hope was soon shattered. This one barely lived before being crushed like a bug under foot.

“How could you start without me?” Val2 didn’t even acknowledge the entrance of her faux-mother, not missing even a single stroke up and down Hank’s cock. Hank merely smiled sheepishly at the sight of his wife, adoptive mother to their kids. How could he even fake being upset when the clone of his favorite daughter was eagerly sucking his rampant cock.

With a simple flourish and the release of two simple bows, Linda’s light summer dress fell to the floor in a pool around her heel-clad feet. Valerie for the first time had to acknowledge how attractive her young, beautiful adoptive mother was. Sure she’d seen her in a bikini at the beach on family vacations, but in this new sexual environment, Val grudgingly and somewhat admiringly took in Linda’s tight ass, flat stomach, boyishly slim hips, and pert tits. It was becoming hard to think of this beautiful woman as her mother, especially considering, now as she did, the woman’s chin-length blonde hair – a complete contrast to her own black hair and the dark browns of her “siblings.”

With seeming exasperation, Linda turned to her son and gave him an appraising glance. “Looks like we’ve got some catching up to do.”

Michael smiled and continued to fist his cock, his knees spreading wide in invitation. “Don’t worry MOM, (he emphasized the title, as if it were always one big joke) I’ve been keeping it nice and warm for you.”

Linda sauntered over to her son, her clothes in a forgotten heap by the door. She quickly dropped to her knees and inhaled her son’s cock, almost to the root. It was obvious, even to Valerie, that this wasn’t the first time the two of them had done this. How long had this been going on behind her back…or rather in front of her oblivious face as Hank had suggested?

“That’s right, Mom. Suck that cock.” Michael simply folded his hands behind his head, clearly enjoying a family ritual that Valerie, until this point, had been missing. It was getting increasingly difficult to deny what she was watching before her…as it was increasingly difficult to deny her own desires to join them.

Hank was reaching his limit on what he could handle from his faux-daughter, so he pulled her face off his cock. It throbbed visibly and Valerie knew that Hank had been moments away from bursting. As she assumed his place in the chair, Hank removed the rest of his clothes. He was more handsome and rugged than Valerie had ever previously admitted to herself. And his cock looked absolutely huge standing out from his torso like a wet, throbbing baseball bat. With obvious hunger, he knelt between her legs and buried his face between her legs.

At that moment, Aleksandra arrived at her own limit, the cock in her pussy thrusting in and out rapidly as she jerked between the man behind her and Valerie’s naked ass. She rubbed furiously at Val’s pussy, the two horny women cresting at the same time.

“Oh God! Oh God! Cumming!!” Val yelled, the pent up release almost too much for her. But Aleksandra was very quick to recover. Even as she moaned and writhed in ecstasy, she managed to flip around onto her back, somehow pulling free from the cock that had been fucking her without hurting either of them and pulled Valerie’s hips down so that the still spasming and squirting pussy landed lip-to-lip with Aleksandra’s mouth. The incredible orgasm was prolonged for far longer than any she’d had as yet as the redhead’s tongue kept her going and going and going.

Finally Aleksandra relented, letting Val catch her breath. Little licks and nips kept the brunette’s hips twitching, and it was only with the greatest of efforts that she kept her eye on the events transpiring in the opposite room.

As Val2 began moaning in genuine pleasure, Linda and Michael quickly dispensed with their foreplay, the youth clearly having no desire to delay the inevitable. Michael lay on his side on the couch, his mother spooned in front of him. He cradled her upper leg high in the air as if he knew he was giving Valerie a show. With practiced ease, his cock slipped into Linda’s tight, blonde-haired pussy and began a furious pounding. Linda’s body shook violently with each savage thrust, her tits bouncing up and down in time to the in and out of the immense shaft stretching her pussy walls.

“Oh Daddy…Daddy…lick that pussy! You know how I like it when you tongue me like that!” said Val2 breathlessly, somewhat breaking character since this was supposedly the first time the father-daughter duo had fucked. Whoever this actress was, she obviously loved playing this part time and again.

Valerie felt the bed moving behind her, but couldn’t tear her eyes away from the show before her. A cock nestled in her asscrack and Val could feel Aleksandra’s tongue moving back and forth from her pussy to the cock. She knew it was only a matter of time before she again felt her pussy walls stretched pleasantly.

Michael and Linda continued their fevered fucking on the couch, but with Val2 quickly approaching orgasm, Hank stopped sucking and stood, a breathless grin on his face. “You know what I want, Val. Get your ass on the floor!” Val2 sat up quickly, her hand rubbing her pussy in anticipation. She leaned forward and gave his cock a quick wet suck and then stretched out on the floor, wiggling her ass into a good fucking position and pulling her knees back almost to her tits. Hank stood over her, jacking his cock in excitement, drinking in the beauty of the woman pretending to be his daughter.

He dropped to his knees, aimed his cock true and shoved forward. Val2 cried out in pleasure as the mammoth cock buried itself entirely in a single, savage thrust. Valerie watched in awe as the man she once thought of her father began thrusting, his muscular asscheeks pounding into the girl’s pussy. He dropped to his elbows, crushing her tremendous tits against his chest, his mouth biting her shoulder as he repeatedly thrust in and out of her. Valerie swelled with excitement and jealousy. Given what she now knew about sex, the forced education she’d endured under Matthew’s steady gaze, she knew just how good what Val2 was feeling. Such a long, thick cock, such a furious pussy-pounding. What was once regret for the dissolution of her family values, was now regret for not partaking of such masterful fucking earlier in her life.

Just as Valerie was about to chide herself at the absurdity of her thoughts, on the edge of reminding herself that this was being done with a purpose, that this was all a psychological torture, the cock resting in her asscrack pulled back just enough so that the head nudged at her asshole. Aleksandra continued to lick at her pussy from beneath, but now also gripped her asscheeks firmly, pulling them apart. This finally caused Val to look over her shoulder at the man who was about to do something she both desired and dreaded. It was also a shock to finally recognize the man. He was her high school guidance counselor…a man she’d met only a few times since she was a star student and really didn’t need much guidance…a man who’s name she didn’t even remember, but who apparently remembered her. In the fuck-haze of her earlier encounters she hadn’t recognized him…and apparently he was yet another person from her past that had traded his soul for a chance to fuck her.

Finally seeing recognition in her eyes, the man began to push his large cock forward. Valerie instinctively resisted, her sphincter clenched tight, her body being pressed against the ledge. But his cock was coated with Aleksandra’s slippery pussy juice and her own asshole had been thoroughly lubed by the hot Czech’s tongue. The pressure against her asshole had become immense and panic filled Valerie’s eyes as she looked down to see the size of the man’s cock.

“Please stop!! You’re going to tear me apart! It won’t fit! You’re KILLING ME!!” Her pleas only seemed to spur the man on. He added his hands to her hips, near Aleksandra’s, whose tongue went into overdrive on Valerie’s pussy. He pushed harder as she sucked harder on Valerie’s clit, sending another rippling orgasm through her body. Her pussy and asshole spasmed, clenching and releasing. And on one of those fateful releases, the man’s huge cock finally managed to force its way past that tight ring of muscles.

Valerie screamed. But after an initial breath, she found that the pain, while intense, was much less than she’d feared. She felt stretched like nothing in her life prepared her for. She felt that if he flexed his cock, it would tear her apart. Her own ass muscles instinctively clamped down on the huge intruder, unable to expel it, yet giving it an unintended massage.

Her eyes brimmed with tears at the invasion, and she again looked over her shoulder hoping to beg him to pull it out…but she could see from the look of bliss on his face that he was using all of his mental focus to keep from cumming. Valerie tried to keep her ass muscles from flexing, hoping that if he calmed down, he might listen to reason…not that reason had proven effectual up to this point.

Sure enough, as soon as he regained his breath, Valerie felt the giant cock pushing forward. She grit her teeth, knowing that she was helpless to stop her ass-rape. For a seeming eternity, the cock plowed forward, centimeter after painful centimeter. And as each bit of flesh disappeared inside her, the pain eased a bit more, replaced instead with a warm fullness. It was actually with some regret that she felt his pubic hairs caressing her asscheeks, his balls pressing against her pussy mound.

Panting, she reached a hand under her belly, almost expecting to feel his cock pressing against her sternum. It was a silly thought, but she’d never felt anything like this…that was until he began pulling out. Slowly, like the insertion in reverse, he pulled backward, the delicious scraping of his taught flesh against the inner walls of her ass-tract. Somehow she remained lubricated so that he didn’t rip her apart. It defied biology, but she didn’t care. Her now empty ass tube now begged to be stretched again, to feel the shaft that remained buried only at the crown to force its way back in.

Nothing mattered now other than for that cock to reinsert itself. It didn’t even matter who it belonged to. It was a cock, and it had a job to do. Her eyes again took on that pleading cast, and the man who she once trusted with her academic future smiled wickedly, knowing she had succumbed. Leaning forward for better leverage, he again pressed his weight against her. She arched her back even further, pressing backward, helping him stuff his meaty cock into the oven-like confines of her ass. The fucking noises coming from the next room were merely a pleasant soundtrack to her first ass-fuck.

Slowly the cock retreated again, only to push back in. A slow but intense fucking rhythm pushed her body to and fro, her tits rocking back and forth as the man pushed in and out of her. Her own ass muscles helped, squeezing and massaging his plunging length. “Fuck my asshole!” she pleaded, desperate for each momentary emptying of her ass to be refilled. Each stroke made her that much more slick, made the intense feeling of being ripped open that much less. Even without the tongue in her pussy, Valerie was certain that she’d be well on her way to another satisfying orgasm in minutes. Now it was only seconds away.

“Ungggh! Oh, fuck! Oh, please, It’s so horny! My asshole is so horny! Ungggh! Ram the shit out of it, make it cum, make it cum. Don’t stop fucking me!!” The man threw his weight behind every thrust, his body and brow dripping with sweat of the effort to make her cum and keep from cumming himself until she was satisfied.

Below them, father and son seemed to have somehow picked up on the vibe coming from the bed that overlooked them. Their thrusting became even more furious, even more desperate. The sounds of their bodies slamming into their partners sounded borderline cruel as every fiber of their beings went into each savage thrust. But Valerie could hear that the women were in anything BUT pain. They shouted their excitement, their glee at being abused so. Their own orgasms were but moments away and Valerie knew that somehow, they were all going to cum together.

Sure enough, the visual stimulation and the tongue in her cunt were too much. Valerie started to buck and spasm, shouting her release for all to hear. “I’m cumming!” she cried. “Fuck my asshole, fuck my fucking asshole! Cumming, cuuummmiiinnnggg!” Valerie’s asshole exploded, contracting uncontrollably around the long, hard thickness of the man’s hammering prick.

The man collapsed on top of her, ramming his cock to the hilt in her bowels, pressing her forward almost to the point of crushing her face against the glass. Then his load of cum spewed out of his balls. It lashed out from his cock tip, spraying into Valerie’s asshole, deluging her insides with an ocean of cream. Val bucked and spasmed, flexing her shitting muscles around the huge, erupting cock, helping him drain his balls completely in her ass. Again and again, his milky sperm sprayed into her bowels, soothing the ravished walls of her ass with a creamy coating of jism. The man just didn’t seem to stop cumming, and soon there was nowhere else for the excess to go but out around his expanding and contracting shaft. Val moaned as she felt the spunk bubbling back out of her shitter, oozing out of her puckered ass-ring, around her puffy pussy lips and into the waiting redhead’s open mouth, there to mix with the already copious amount of pussy juice she’d collected.

Below, Hank stood suddenly from between his faux-daughter’s spread legs, and began jacking his shiny boner furiously. Val2 had already clearly just cum, perhaps multiple times. Linda was then unceremoniously dumped onto the floor as Michael jumped to the opposite side of Val2’s prone body, also fisting an angry-looking cock. Valerie just blinked dazedly as she watched arc after arc of thick, delicious sperm fly from both cocks to land wetly and repeatedly on her clone’s sweaty and satiated body. Val2’s back arched in rapture, each wet stream striking her body as if they were electrified whips.

The door to the room opened again, but by this time Valerie had grown numb to the ever growing waves of depravity. Almost as if on cue, her two younger sisters entered, neither appearing as if they expected anything other than a family orgy. Often confused for twins, but sharing no real blood relation, Sasha and Nikki were both seventeen, both with cascading thick brown curls, and both were wearing skimpy bikinis and high heels…and they had the bodies to justify such delicious expanses of skin. They were practically straight out of central casting for a porn-shoot.

They traded no-so-secret smiles with each other and, as they stepped into each other’s arms, Nikki’s foot kicked the door shut. Their arms entwined and they shared a searingly hot kiss that involved a lot of tongue and freely roaming hands that were quickly moving to the straps of the others’ bikini tops. This was not the first time they’d put on this show for an eager and waiting audience.

“Do they know I’m right here? Watching?” thought Valerie numbly. “I was able to watch every sex act with the perfect vantage. They spared me nothing…” she looked over at Matthew, but he seemed uninterested in her thoughts. He merely watched her as her brain tried to find an escape from this reality, his cock methodically reaming out the beautiful slave beneath him like the world’s most depraved clock. Instead of an insanity-driving “tick-tock” her ears were subjected to a rhythmic “squish squish” and the occasional moan of female delight.

This couldn’t be real. Hank would never do this to her. He’d been nothing but the father every adopted girl ever wanted. Linda had been the doting mother that every orphan dreamed would rock her to sleep after a nightmare.

But had there been the occasional glance?

Could she say with absolute certainty that never once had the man who had assumed the role of father had never cast an admiring eye over her developing and well-proportioned body?

If there was even a one-in-a-million possibility chance…then there was still a chance…

Valerie had seen enough. She closed her eyes and rested her forehead on her arms. The man behind her pulled his cock free and another cascade of rich, thick cum spilled onto Aleksandra’s face. Valerie took a moment to delight in the feeling, but no longer felt shame or fear. Those words didn’t exist anymore. They’d been branded from her psyche by Matthew’s hot iron of incest.

As the goosebumps came and went, she numbly climbed off Aleksandra’s face, slowly stepping on unsteady legs toward the room’s door. Barely giving Matthew or the now new woman he was fucking a passing glance, she headed out the room. The fact that she could even leave the room didn’t even register. Her own heels made slow clip-clop sounds on the hardwood floor of the hallway, echoed even louder as she descended a set of stairs, rounded a corner and paused in front of a closed door.

Fiction, reality…it didn’t matter.

Events were what they were. This reality was just believable enough that she couldn’t escape it.

So, if escape wasn’t an option…

Soundlessly, on well-oiled hinges, the door swung open with the barest of nudges.

Linda was on the floor between Val2’s knees. Val2 writhed in pleasure, still covered with cum. The clone’s hands were busy massaging the copious goo into her skin and occasionally scooping up drops to bring to her lips. Hank and Michael were each lying on their backs a few feet away with Nikki and Sasha respectively kneeling before them, naked save for their heels, coaxing their cocks back to life with their mouths.

The sucking slowed, but didn’t stop as Valerie’s entrance began to be noticed. Only Linda and Val2 seemed oblivious to the newcomer, as both moaned in ever-increasing passion. Father, brother, and both sisters’ eyes were a mix of excitement and fear, as if they didn’t know what was about to happen. Valerie’s nudity might have been a clue, but there was no guarantee that she was naked of her own accord. The white remnants of her former guidance counselor that stained the back of her thighs might have been another clue…but for them, reality had just intruded on their oft-enacted role-playing and reality could be unpredictable.

Valerie stopped, standing by her clone’s arm. Only when Val2 started flailing in orgasm did her arm strike Valerie’s shin and did she open her eyes. “Yes! Yes!! Suck me Mom!! Suck me!” Eyes locked with the real Valerie, the oblivious blonde pressed her face that much harder into her faux-daughter’s cumming snatch, her head shaking vigorously from side to side. Val2 came that much harder, knowing that the real Valerie was watching her cum on her mother’s tongue.

Valerie was content to wait. Linda guided the girl through the full length of her orgasm and only when she pulled her shiny face back did she realize that they’d had an audience. The only sounds in the room were the heavy panting of both girls and the slow sucking sounds from either side.

“Get out.” There was no expression on Valerie’s face. It was stated simply and directly. Val2 grinned and held out a hand. Valerie took it, helping the girl up, as one competitor might help a rival who’d been knocked down. It was good sportsmanship…but this was no game. Valerie was a few inches taller, but the other woman smiled as if she were the queen of the room. She blew a little kiss over to Hank and waved good bye. “Thanks Daddy,” she said without a hint of irony. Leaving her clothes behind, she sashayed out the room, her job apparently done and done well.

The sucking stopped. The girls pulled their faces free so they could look at their sister, but their fists continued slowly jacking the now fully-recovered cocks.

Valerie wordlessly cast her gaze from one family member to another, her expression blank. The room held its collective breath. With deliberate steps she approached Hank. Nikki glanced up at the woman she called “Sister” and crawled away toward Linda, leaving Hank lying there with a rampant, throbbing hardon as he watched the girl of his fantasies in the flesh take him in.

Straddling his body, she sat on his stomach, scooting back until his cock rested in her asscrack, her pussy leaving a trail of pleasure-slime on his abdomen, its fragrance filling his nose. With neither expression nor emotion, she reached back and swung a full-on slap across his face. Staring up at her in shock, his initial surprise was soothed somewhat as Valerie wordlessly began grinding her hips in tight little circles against the pole of his cock.

Thinking he was getting an all-clear message despite it’s rough opening, he began to reach for her tits, but was met with another full-on slap from the other hand, followed by even more insistent circles by her hips, her legs pushing her back somewhat so she trapped his dick in the folds of her pussy lips.

Hank was being driven insane by the mixed messages as much by the incredible feelings he was receiving by her hips. The real Valerie was SO much hotter than the stand-in. The large, real tits swayed so much more seductively over his torso than Vas2’s implants. The burning fire in her darker, wider eyes ignited his soul on fire. He’d trade any future fucks with that fake just to have one more minute to drink in the divine sultriness of his oldest adopted daughter.

Val finally raised her hips and let the crown of Hank’s cock penetrate her pussy lips. With each inch of descent, she paused and squeezed his cock with her pussy muscles. It was like nothing the big man had ever felt before. Not even his wife could elicit such control and dexterity. Valerie certainly had learned much in her time with Matthew.

Finally reaching bottom, Valerie paused to indulge in the full feeling the man once known as her father was giving her. She moaned, cupping her tits in her hands, her fingers pinching her nipples, her hips grinding slow, tight circles on his crotch.

“Oh, Honey, I –”

SLAP

Valerie struck him again full across the face and immediately returned to pleasuring her breasts. Her eyes remained closed in ecstasy, muttering a barely audible “Shh…” as she ground her pussy in tight circles. Hank quickly learned his lesson and decided not to speak. He did manage to get his hands onto her thighs, giving him a bit of leverage to fuck up into her as she continued to grind on him.

Valerie was there only for her own pleasure. She neither noticed nor cared as Michael reinserted his cock into Sasha’s mouth while watching them with desirous, even envious eyes. Linda and Nikki folded themselves into a sixty-nine beside them, but both of them kept stealing peeks at the fornicating couple in the middle of the room.

It didn’t take long for Valerie to work herself up to an orgasm. It’s was small compared to the numerous ones she’d experienced thus far, but she didn’t care. This was but a preamble.

“Oh…fuck that was good.” She looked down at Hank, his eyes brimming with need. But her need was greater. With her eyes still locked on Hank, she said matter-of-factly, “Michael, you’ve got fifteen seconds to get that cock of yours into my ass. If you fail me, you’ll never fuck me…ever.”

Michael looked at his sister in surprise for a few seconds, and then realized that each second that passed in contemplation was another second closer to losing the greatest prize of them all. His cock sprang free from Sasha’s mouth with an audible pop and dripped spit as he practically ran to behind Valerie.

Val supported her weight on hands gripping her father’s chest, nails digging almost painfully into his flesh. Her back arched, and even though she was still fully impaled on Hank’s cock, there was plenty of room for Michael to pry her asscheeks apart and aim his slippery cockhead.

This time Valerie felt no pain at the intrusion. And even though Michael’s already big cock felt twice as huge as it was due to the fullness of her pussy, it just felt right boring into her. Inch after inch of his incredible girth pressed home, and in much less time than it took her guidance counselor to bottom-out, Michael was soon pressed tight against her asscheeks.

Michael wanted to shout how good it felt, but he’d taken his cue from her earlier reactions and instead just began a slow fucking of her ass. Hank stayed fully embedded for a little while, letting his son work to a slow, but steady fucking rhythm.

Val immediately started moaning, the double penetration’s depraved deliciousness was compounded by the fact that a mere hour ago, these two cocks belonged to men she’d thought of as father and brother. Now they were just two more tools for her enjoyment.

Hank and Michael began fucking into Valerie in a mixed synchrony, at times fucking into her together like one giant cock, and at times sawing back and forth. Orgasm after orgasm cascaded through Valerie’s body, but neither man came. Whether a result of their experienced fucking or some cosmic need, Valerie didn’t care. She needed them to hold in their cum for a little while longer. The big one was yet to come.

Linda, Sasha, and Nikki had ceased their own activities, both of them enraptured by the insane show they were watching. None of them had ever attempted anything like this, overly afraid of the combined girths of their cocks.

Valerie was ready. Her body shuddered and tightened. Her breath came in short rasps. Every muscle was poised for the biggest release of her life. Michael fucked harder, his prick swelling even stiffer in the rubbery grip of Valerie’s asshole, moments way from showering her bowels with jizz. Soon both men were humping as hard as they could, guiding Valerie to the peak of her ecstasy, ramming their pricks in and out of her horny, writhing body.

“I’m cumming!” Valerie cried suddenly. The orgasm burst violently deep inside her, radiating through her pussy and asshole, making her two fuck holes spasm even harder around their cocks.

“Unnggggh! Fuck my pussy, fuck my asshole! Oh, shit, I love it! Cumming now! Unh, unh, cuuummmiiiinnnggg!” Her body seemed to explode, her twin fuck-holes contracting and spasming around the boys’ fucking pricks. Hank was the first to unload. He heaved violently up off the floor, burying his cock deeply into his daughter’s pussy. Hot cock-juice spewed up from his balls, flooding deep into her spasming.

“I’m cumming, too!” Michael finally dared to speak. “Oh, fuck!” He slammed his cock down hard onto Valerie’s ass, ramming his rock-hard prick deep into her shitter. His sticky load of spunk spewed out of his balls, making his massive cock twitch and throb as it sprayed hot gobs of jism deep up into her ass.

Val bucked and writhed between the two firehoses flooding her holes with her much-deserved reward. She flexed her pussy and asshole muscles, helping the men of her former family shoot out all of their cum.

Valerie collapsed onto Hank, panting. Michael collapsed on top of her. Everyone struggled to get their breaths. Michael eventually pulled his softening cock free, afraid that he might be suffocating his sister.

Valerie sat back, letting the thickness of her father’s cock slide free like a wet sausage. Twin streams of cum began drooling from her battered holes as she silently regarded its diminishing size.

As intense as her cum was, as depraved as this moment was, Valerie needed more. Her family had cast its lot. This was the reality they wanted from her. So be it. They wanted her as a fuck-toy? Well, she’d give them all the fucking they could handle. And they wouldn’t leave until SHE was satisfied.

Valerie turned her intense gaze toward Linda, Sasha, and Nikki. Nikki was sitting back against Linda’s naked torso, her hands covering Linda’s as one squeezed a breast and the other rubbed against her clit. Sasha sat nearby, taking care of herself. All three stared at their once-chaste family member with eyes filled with awe and fear. “Sasha, Nikki? Have either of you been ass-fucked by our dear brother or father?”

Eyes still wide, they responded with twin-like identical shakes of their heads and shivers down their spines. Their fear caused Valerie to smile a little. “Well then. I guess this is going to be an evening of firsts, isn’t it?”