Possession Portal

My sister Lori has been dating Chip for almost a year, but it was obvious to me she was getting tired of him. So I wasn’t surprised when she came home with a sad look on her face after their recent date. “You and Chip have fun?” I asked. “She dumped me,” she replied as she looked down at the floor. “What?” I asked, confused by her choice of words. She met my eyes and I could see the hurt and shock there. “Huh? Oh, I meant, uh, I… yeah… I dumped him.” I nodded and said, “Well, between you and me, you’re better off. You’ll have a line of guys waiting for their turn now that you’re single again.” She walked off, and I swear I heard her mutter, “I knew you never liked me.” I meant what I said about guys lining up for her. I’d never say it to her face, but my sister’s hot. If we weren’t related… Yeah, I better not finish that thought. After a few minutes I head to my room, but as I was about to walk past the bathroom, I hear my sister say angrily, “You said I’d never get to touch them again, but now I can touch them as much as I want.” I peer into the bathroom, and see my sister completely naked. A thrill shoots through me. I should go on my way, but I want to see more. I peek again, and she’s leering at herself like she can’t believe how perfect her boobs are. My jaw drops as I watch her squeeze em, lift and drop em. I don’t know if I made a sound, or if I’d just been staring too long, but she suddenly looked my way. I ducked out of sight, but she’d definitely seen me. She took a moment to cover herself in a towel, then stepped out to confront me. I was prepared for a lecture about not being a creepy brother, but instead she said, “So I guess you know I possessed your sister. What’s it gonna take to keep this a secret? I’ll do whatever you want.”

“I wish you could just see it my way for once!” Mom and I had both shouted that at each other at the same time in the middle of a heated argument. The next day, I was in mom’s body, and she was in mine. We thought the universe was trying to teach us a lesson, and then we’d switch back. But that’s not what happened. It’s been 3 months, and I’m still my mom, and she’s still me. To make matters worse, the magic keeps us from telling anyone who we really are, and forces us to act like the other. Like right now while I’m showering, and my father walks in, I can’t tell him I’m really his daughter. “Mind if I join you?” he asks with a wink. I want to yell for him to get out. To tell him I’m his daughter and not his wife. But instead the magic makes me say, “Mm, please do honey. You can help me get all those hard to reach areas.” He steps in and presses his body against me, and then his mouth is on mine. I hate that I know that my dad is a good kisser. Suddenly he spins me around and runs his hand down mom’s tits. He whispers in my ear, “This is gonna have to be quick. I promise I’ll make it up to you when I get home.” I know what that means, and it’s actually sort of good news. This isn’t gonna turn into lengthy fuck session like it so often does. But the bad news is I find myself grinning and turning back around. My hand grips dad’s stiff member as I say, “I know how to make it quick.” And then I’m bending down. I feel my ass cheeks press against the shower door as I take dad into my mouth. I know full well though that later tonight, it’ll be in my pussy, and mom will be able to hear me moaning from my former bedroom.

I’m pretty sure my wife fully expected me to jump her bones as she ran a hand up our daughter’s naked backside, but I held my ground. I was still hard as a rock though, something my wife was very aware of as she turned around and gave me another terrific view of Daphne’s boobs. “You’re SUCH a good father for wanting to respect our daughter’s body, dear. But there’s no harm in looking, is there? Especially as I make her twerk?” I sucked in a breath as my wife turned and bent over, then began shaking my daughter’s ass. It takes everything in me not to reach out and smack it. “I’m so horny Daddy!” she whines as she faces me again. “Since I can’t have YOUR cock, I’ll just use Mom’s dildo. If you keep watching, you can tell me which hole to put it in first.” I’m ashamed to say, I kept watching.

I woke up to the sound of my wife coming back into our room from the shower. As I rubbed the sleep from my eyes, I saw it wasn’t my wife, but our daughter!. “Daphne, what are you-” I began, but she cut me off. “Relax. It’s me.” I understood now that it was my wife possessing my daughter, but that did not make me relax as she kept on talking. “Daphne always sleeps in, so I figured what the hell, and hopped her so I could enjoy a shower in her younger body. I could take her back to bed and hop out. Or…I could stay for a bit.” She gave a coy smile as she began to wiggle my daughter’s butt playfully, causing the towel to slip. “Babe,” I said firmly. “I appreciate that you’re a perverted bodyhopper that needs sex every day. I usually love that fact. But you’re not gonna get me to fuck you while you’re in our daughter’s body. No matter how much you…you…” But I forgot what I was gonna say as she turned around and revealed my daughter’s boobs. “I’m sorry, what were you saying, Daddy?” my wife teased before turning around again. “Oops, sorry about that. I let the towel slip a little too far down. Did you see my butt, Daddy? Would you like to see it again?” And then she dropped the towel. I shouldn’t let her bait me, but I can’t stop staring.

My husband loves big boobs, which is a problem, cause I’m a B cup. Unfortunately, my husband also knows that I’m a bodyhopper. We took advantage of that fact the first few years of our marriage, but now I only do it for special occasions like his birthday. Then he got the idea of taking me on a cruise. I thought it was a sweet romantic getaway, but as he began eyeballing all the women around us with D cups and above, I began to suspect ulterior motives. But he HAD taken me on a fantastic getaway. So that first night, I hopped a woman that I know had caught his eye, and brought her to our cabin. As soon as he knew it was me, he yanked her top off and began roughly massaging this massive chest. I’d forgotten how passionate he gets over a set of large breasts. “Roger, just cause you took me on a cruise doesn’t mean I’ll hop every busty woman on this ship. This is the only one you get, do go on, get it out of your system. Honestly dear, I wish you didn’t know you I was a hopper somedays.”

My wife is a bodyswapper, meaning she can swap bodies with someone just by touching them. Because of this, she has the craziest kink. She likes to watch herself being fucked. For her birthday or special occasions, she’ll hire a sex worker to come and swap bodies with her. Then she’ll have me fuck her body while she watches from the hooker’s, recording all of it on her phone. She’ll begin masturbating and giving words of encouragement. “Yeah babe! You look so good fucking me right now. Rail my pussy! Fuck me hard!” she moans. She’ll eventually start giving directions like we’re on the set of a porno. “Ram my body against that door. I wanna feel sore when I swap back!” Since I love her body, I always give her what she asks for.

I woke up to my parents arguing loudly. Dad apparently woke up with morning wood that Mom wanted no part of. Looks like I’m about to fulfill my part of the deal. I hear Mom walk by my room and go into the bathroom to shower. She’s naked and about to turn on the water when I hop her. I’m about to go downstairs and start playing video games so Dad can do his thing, but apparently, Dad can’t wait that long. He steps into the bathroom and I see how hard he is in the mirror. I instantly feel Mom’s pussy get wet. How doesn’t she want to get fucked by that big dick of his every second of every day?! “You inside her already, son?” he asks gruffly. “Y-yeah, Dad,” I replied. An awkward moment passes between us. Usually I’m facing away from him, staring at a screen, and I can just pretend that I’m not getting fucked by my Dad. But I meet his eyes in the reflection as he lifts Mom’s leg up onto the sink, spreading me open for him. And then he’s inside me. “Aah!” I gasp, as I bring a hand up to mom’s big boob and give it a squeeze. I’ve really come to like being in her body, especially when I get railed like this. Honestly the extra video game time has become an afterthought by now. I just want my Dad’s big throbbing cock.

While she was in the bathroom, my wife’s phone buzzed. I glanced at it, and saw it was a text from an unknown number. My wife and I don’t have secrets, or so I thought, so I checked it. It was a question. How about this weekend? Wanting to know the context, I scrolled up and read the message my wife had sent an hour ago. My blood ran cold as I read, I want to feel your big thick cock up my ass. My wife was cheating on me. I scrolled more, reading quickly, about this guy who had a dick so big she couldn’t stop thinking about it and how it was so much better than my own. I heard the toilet flush. I turned off her phone, and shoved it deep into the couch. I tried to quiet the betrayal I felt in my heart and layered a placid expression on my face. I acted like nothing was wrong, and when I could, I retrieved her phone and left to run an errand. I sent a text to her secret lover, getting the time and place, then I went to a magic shop to purchase a possession spell. It cost a pretty penny, but I wasn’t thinking about the money. I was thinking about ambushing my wife’s lover with her own body. I wanted to see this jerk, wanted to compare him to me. Surely he wasn’t THAT great. When I got home, I held up my wife’s phone and told her, “I know.” She looked horrified and began speaking quickly, “You don’t understand! That man, he-” But I cut her off. “I’ll find out for myself,” and then I said the spell. It was jarring to suddenly be in her body, but I managed it until the time of their rendezvous at the hotel. I expected the anger I had towards this man to grow every second I was with him, but that was not the case. The moment I saw him was the moment I felt like I was under a spell HE had cast. His smile stole my breath away. Made it hard for me to think. I wanted to tell him off, to yell at him for ruining my marriage, but instead I was passionately kissing him and undressing my wife’s body the second we got into the room. “Let me give you what you asked for,” he said, and I felt myself laying down on the bed, turning my wife’s butt towards him. And then I felt his cock slide between her cheeks. I couldn’t think for myself after that. And when he grabs my wife’s hair and pulls it, I can’t get enough as I push myself back onto his big thick cock again and again. I owe my wife an apology, cause I totally get it now.

“George, he just turned his lights on,” my wife whined from behind the driver’s seat. I tried to keep my tone even, but I was pissed. “That’s cause you blew through that stop sign, dear.” She gripped the steering wheel tightly. “What do I do?! This’ll be like, my fourth ticket. They’re probably gonna take my license!” I sighed and said, “Just flirt with the officer, babe. Show a little skin and he’ll probably let you off with a warning.” She slapped my arm and yelled, “George! I’m not gonna do that!” She pulled over the shoulder and looked at me. “Would you do it? You’re so much better at stuff like that than I am. Remember when you got the plumber to give us that discount?” I stifled a laugh, cause boy did I remember. He gave my wife more than a discount, I can tell you that. “You sure you want me to, babe?” I asked. She put her hands together and said, “Please George. Possess my body and do what you gotta do to get me outta this.” I gave her a wink and said, “All you had to do was ask.” Ever since I can remember, I’ve been a bodyhopper, but with certain limitations. I can only hop someone I have a deep personal connection with, and only with their permission. You can imagine that I don’t get to use this gift very often. You’d be right. But I’m glad when the situation presents itself. I unbuckle and slide across the front seat towards her, and a second later, my body disappears as I phase effortlessly into my wife. I reached into her purse, took out her lipstick, and ran it quickly over her lips to make them pop. A few seconds later, an officer tapped on my window and motioned for me to put it down. As soon as I do he said in a deep authoritative voice, “You ran that stop sign back there, ma’am. Let me see your…” He trailed off as he looked past me, into the vehicle. “Wait, wasn’t there someone else in the car with you?” When I replied, I made sure to use my wife’s bedroom voice, with just a touch of helplessness. “I’m so sorry I ran that stop sign officer. But no, it’s only just me in here.” I reached down to my wife’s blue top and began pulling it down. “Well, just me and my big titties. If you wanna search ‘em, I completely understand.” In the end, I did successfully talk my wife out of getting a ticket, but only after I submitted to a very thorough search in the backseat of the officer’s car. That man REALLY liked my wife’s boobs.

It was the last day Mark would show up at my door in the body of a hot girl. Tomorrow, he’d have to go back to being his chubby awkward self. As soon as I let him in, he practically dragged me to my room. There was no pretense now. No shyness about getting naked. We both knew what we wanted. I laid back on my bed, and he went to straddle me to milk my cock with his wet pussy. This had been our go to the last couple of days. It got us both off, but we still avoided penetration. But before he settled in, he winked at me, and spun around, giving me a great view of his butt. “You can stare at my ass this time,” he giggled. I didn’t know till later that he was doing this to have a better look at my dick and balls. I didn’t care. I was gonna throw caution to the wind since he wouldn’t be looking at me and reach around when I was close and grab those perfect tits of his. The desire in both of us to keep pushing the limits was so high. We were both playing with fire and we knew it, but we didn’t care. And then what seemed inevitable finally happened. As Mark rocked back and forth on top of me, he lifted my dick a little too much, and I slipped inside of him. I’m pretty sure he did it on purpose, and if so, I loved him for it. “Ooh finally,” he moaned. “You’re right where you belong. Shit it feels good. Dude, I feel like I should bounce on it.” And that’s what he did. And very quickly, I felt a wonderful pressure in my balls building. “Fuck!” he yelled as he went even harder. “We should have been doing this all week!” He was right. We should have. I don’t know what tomorrow will bring, but I do know that today and tonight, we’re gonna fuck as many times as we can. I hear that if someone gets pregnant while swapped, they have to stay that way till after they give birth. Who knows. Maybe we’ll get lucky.

Mike and I were in his backyard tossing the pigskin around. Our bare chests were covered in sweat as we ran to catch pass after pass. I was about ready to call it quits and go get a cold one, when I caught a glimpse of a babe watching us from the house next door. Our eyes locked, and she suddenly stepped out of sight. “Dude, dude!” I exclaimed, dropping the ball and pointing at the window where she’d just been. “Your hot neighbor wasn’t wearing pants in her house!” I was oblivious to Mike smirking at me as I strained my eyes hoping for another peek. “She was just in a shirt and thong. Just wait! Maybe she’ll walk by again.” But several seconds passed, and she didn’t. Suddenly Mike was next to me, tapping my shoulder. I reluctantly tore my eyes away from the window, and when I did, he asked, “You know what a trader is?” I squinted at him. “You mean like, for the stock market?” Mike laughed, then explained, “No man. It’s someone who can swap bodies, but only with other traders. I happen to be one, and I found out a year ago that my neighbor Cindy is one too. She owes me a favor, so since you want to see her so bad, one sec.” He pulled out his phone, made a call, and began talking to the person on the other end. No way was he ACTUALLY calling that hottie next door. “Yeah, my boy here saw you. He’s a big fan. Mind if I trade with ya so I can give him a proper show? Uh huh, yeah, whatever you want. Ha! I don’t think he’ll agree to it, but if you can get him to, go for it. Just…not in my mouth. You said you wouldn’t the last time, and that’s how you ended up owing me, so if it happens this time, I get to trade for a whole day next week. Alright, sounds good. No, thank YOU.” He smiled, then hung up. “What’d she say, man?” I asked, not believing any of this. Mike held up a finger that I took to mean one moment, and then he tightly shut his eyes and looked like he was concentrating very hard. He stumbled, and I reached out to steady him, one arm on his shoulder, and the other on his abs. He blinked, then looked at me with a sly grin. “Hey there stud. I heard you liked what you saw.” He took my chin in his hand and pointed my gaze back towards the neighbor’s window. “Get ready for a whole lot more.” I was about to say something smart, but I forgot what as the neighbor suddenly stepped back into view. She had her butt pressed against the window. I’m an ass man, so that view instantly gave me a throbbing boner. “Mm, yeah,” I heard Mike say as he patted my bulge. I jumped back in surprise. “Hey man, what the hell?!” He laughed, but it didn’t sound like his usual laugh. It was, I dunno, different. Like someone else laughing in HIS voice. “Relax,” he said softly as he stepped beside me and again directed my eyes towards the lewd display from the neighbor’s window. “Just keep looking at that hot body you wanted to see. It’s fine to look. I was. At both you hunks out here with your shirts off getting all sweaty. I’m so glad Mike called me up.” I didn’t understand, but I didn’t care, because now the neighbor lady was pressing her cheeks against the glass. She pulled her thong up even higher. I jerked slightly as I felt a hand reach down my shorts and squeeze my dick. “It’s alright,” Mike’s voice whispered. “Just keep watching. Mike really knows how to work my body. I love how hard it’s making you. It’s so nice and thick. I don’t want to let it go to waste. Just stand there and let me take care of it.” I was aware of Mike sinking to his knees as the lady slowly turned and lifted her shirt. She began massaging her boobs, looking right at me with a half smile, as if knowing my eyes would be glued to her. I stared back, as a hot mouth and soft tongue engulfed my dick. My best friend was sucking me off, but I didn’t stop him. I told myself it wasn’t gay as long as I kept looking at the hot neighbor lady.

I came super fast. Mike stood next to me and kissed me on the cheek, and the lady finally disappeared. “Fuck me I love seducing straight guys in this body,” Mike said. “It’s got me so wet. I mean, hard. I’m gonna go rub this out, unless you want to return the favor…” I made a face, and Mike continued. “Yeah, didn’t think so. Mike will be trading back soon. He’s probably off to do what I’m about to do. Ha, I’ll for sure owe him a day next week for letting you cum in his mouth.” He gave me a hearty slap on the butt and with a wink said, “Worth it though.”

Lacey didn’t know the Uber driver was a special kind of astral projection hopper that could split his soul to occupy more than one body. Halfway home, her BFF Jade shook, then looked at herself with a lecherous grin. Lacey noticed the car pull onto an empty street. “Why is he stopping?” Lacey asked, annoyed. Then the driver slumped over. “Ohmygosh!” she shrieked.” I think our driver just passed out!” Jade just giggled and lifted her shirt, exposing her boobs. Lacey gasped “Why are you taking your tits out right now?!” But she didn’t get to protest further as her body shook violently. “Ha! Now I know why.” She lifted her own shirt and began playing with her friend’s chest. "Thanks for letting me be your driver today ladies. Now let’s have at these titties.”

Mom and I couldn’t believe it. Dad actually booked us a week long stay at a beach resort! Mom says I get the credit since I’m the one that was able to convince him by using her body. I didn’t point out that she was just as capable of making it happen since it was her assets I’d been using, but I held my tongue cause I want to be the only one who gets to fuck Dad. Mom disappears into the bathroom and comes out a few minutes later in a one piece swimsuit. I see Dad check her out, and then he looks at me. Mom notices the nonverbal cue and with a roll of her eyes she says, “Really? We just got here.” Her shoulders slump as she looks at me pointedly. “Get it over with I guess. Just try not to turn it into a marathon session. I really want to get to the pool.” There was an irritable tone in her voice. Maybe she’s aware I’ve been spending more and more time in her body after sex. Dad hasn’t seemed to mind. I say a noncommittal, “Sure, Mom,” and then hop her. I’ve worn her skin so many times that it feels like my own. I walk away from my Dad, towards the balcony door. I slide it open and step outside. I hear the pounding of the surf and smell the salt in the air. I know that Dad followed me, and as I lean against the railing, I push Mom’s butt out and run a finger between her cheeks. “Ya gonna be quick, Daddy?” I tease. He shakes his head, then grabs me and pulls me back to a patio chair. He whirls me around and puts my right leg up onto his shoulder, and with skilled hands, he unfastens the swimsuit. He instantly leans in to give Mom’s pussy a lick. I know what he really wants though. He wants Mom’s ass. He’s a sucker for it. He’d eat it out forever. It’s the opposite of what Mom wants. But I want it more than I can say. I turn around, and I feel his fingers go to the thin fabric that stayed wedged between Mom’s buttcheeks. It goes flying up my back as I put Mom’s ass in his face. His beard tickles as he presses his face into her crack and starts slobbering up and down it. This goes on for several minutes, until finally he has me bend over on the chair he’d been sitting in. He shoves into Mom’s dripping cunt, and I begin to shake her ass up and down, working his cock deeper and deeper. By the time he nuts, I’ve cum at least three times. I do NOT hop out of Mom, but I do go to the pool like she wanted, with Dad’s hand firmly glued to what I’ve really begun to think of as MY ass.

I didn’t hop out of Mom until the next day, and boy was she not happy. She threatened to pack up and leave if I did that again. I was still allowed to hop her once a twice a day for short fuck sessions with Dad, but they HAD to be short so she could also enjoy our vacation. On the last day though, she gave me some bad news. I decided to break it to Dad as he was pounding me from behind, because I had a new deal I wanted him to consider. “Ooh you fuck me so good, Daddy!” I moaned. I wasn’t lying. My Dad really knows how to use his dick to hit all the right spots. I look back at him as he keeps making Mom’s ass jiggle and make my pitch. “Mom says I’m being too selfish with her body, and when we get back home, I can’t hop her anymore. But I can’t give this up! What if-AH-what if I just like…didn’t leave? I could be your wife instead of your son and keep letting you have your way with Mom’s body every day.” I could tell he liked the idea because he grew harder inside me, then started REALLY giving it to me. “Is that a ‘yes’ Daddy?”

My parents love each other, but they fight A LOT, usually over Dad getting turned down for sex. He’ll get pissy, Mom will get pissy right back, and then Dad will take his frustration out on me by making me do chores, which really cuts into my video game time. So when I discovered I could hop into people’s bodies, I struck a deal with Dad. Whenever he gets into a fight with Mom, I’ll hop her. I’ll go back to playing video games in her body, but I’ll leave her fat ass out in the open, and Dad can do whatever he wants to it. I’ll admit, the first time we tried this, it was weird. Right after they’d fought, I was happily playing games in Mom’s body, when I heard Dad get behind me. I just kept playing as I heard his knees hit the ground, and then I felt him bury his face between Mom’s cheeks. I felt his long, wet tongue begin to explore back there. I did not expect to like it, but I REALLY did! Like, it makes me tremble all over, and I can’t keep from making these little moans. The problem is, it’s super difficult to clear levels with Dad slobbering all over Mom’s asshole. By the time he starts pounding me from behind with his big dick, I forget all about playing video games and just let him make me cum over and over again. Now every time I hear them start to fight, I smile, and get hard, knowing what’s about to happen next.

Samantha had not been feeling like herself lately. She had big gaps in her memory for starters, and would wake up in the most random places, including other people’s houses. It had started shortly after she’d begun dating Jason. She loved him, but the way they’d gotten together had been very stressful. In short, Jason had left his fiance, Sheri, for her. And Sheri had been Samantha’s best friend. Samantha felt horrible about it, and had been randomly missing time and feeling tired ever since. But today, she suddenly got a text from Sheri. Unfortunately, it was not to make amends. Dread ran through Samantha as she read it. “Think you can steal my man! Well I can have him anytime I want, because I can possess you, Sam. Wherever you are I can take control of your body and make you do the nastiest things. And I can get it all on video.” And then she received a text attachment. Samantha didn’t want to play it, but she had to. She went into a full panic as the first image came on the screen. It was her on all fours with her naked butt on full display. But it didn’t stop there. It cut to her on her knees, her sports bra pulled down for the camera. Another of her from behind in her bathtub. One of her pulling down her favorite black panties. And then one of her on her own bed. She was masturbating with her legs spread wide! The small clips kept coming, getting worse and worse! Her on her knees in three different hairstyles, giving head to THREE different dicks. Then her ass in a thong. Another dick, and a man’s hand patting her demeaningly on the head. MORE masturbation! And it finished with her in a ridiculous outfit, flashing the camera. A second message popped up. “This video just went to all your friends. Now they can see you as the slut I already knew you were.”

The atmosphere in the house has improved since I started hopping my Mom to do the thing she sees as a chore, which is fucking my Dad. Mom has noticed the positive mood shift too, and she told me to take full advantage of it by convincing Dad to take us on vacation. “He’s not gonna listen to me,” I argued. She tapped her chest, her sign for me to hop her and said, “It all depends on how you ask.” So that’s how I ended up on top of Dad and riding his massive cock. It’s a brand new position for me. Usually he takes me from behind cause he loves Mom’s jiggly butt. I gotta say though, I’m liking the control I have up here, plus I love how Dad stares so intently at this massive rack. He’s truly in awe of this body. Mom doesn’t know how lucky she is. “Ya like this view, Daddy?” I ask as I start to bounce. “If you take me and Mom on vacation, I’ll make sure she wears stuff that shows off her boobs as much as possible. And anytime you want, I’ll hop her and drain your balls. Say yes, Daddy. Say yes as you cum inside me!” To my surprise, he starts chuckling, and I pause as he raises a hand to grope Mom’s boobs. “Sure,” he grunts. I smile wide. I did it! We’re going on vacation! A second later Dad’s hand smacks Mom’s sensitive tit, sending a jolt of pleasure through me. “Get back to bouncing on my dick,” he says firmly as he goes back to groping these titties. “Ooh YES, Daddy!” I moan. I pick up the pace, and have him squirting in me a minute later. I can’t wait to hop out and tell Mom she’ll need to pack. And maybe buy some more revealing clothing.

“It’s been awhile since we had sex,” my wife pouted. She sat topless on the edge of our bed. She bit her lower lip in anticipation of what she thought was to come. I sighed, and began to explain to her that we’d had sex this morning. And last night. At LEAST once a day, every day, for the past month. But she never got to remember it, because right before we made love, the ghost of my obsessive ex girlfriend would possess her, and refuse to leave until I fucked her. My wife listened with a sly smile. It was clear she didn’t believe me. She laughed, just like she always did. “Sounds kinky." She unzipped my pants. “I guess I better hurry and fuck you before she ‘possesses’ me, huh?” That was the last thing she’d say for the night, because a second later, she flopped backwards onto the bed as the ghost of my ex took her.

Dad was sad for a couple of days after I hopped Mom for good. But then I showed him how completely I could become her. I walk how she walks. Laugh how she laughs. Cook how she cooks. I bring up old memories and tease him with inside jokes. Even her friends can’t tell the difference. We told them that I’d gotten a job overseas and was doing well. No one asked any questions. Yes, the only thing I do different than my Mom these days, is fuck. And since I’ve upgraded from son to lover, I’ve been doing a LOT of fucking. It starts early too. Every morning I make sure Dad wakes up with Mom’s butt in his face. I’ve really got to stop saying that. It’s MY butt now. He never gets tired of MY butt, and it always gets him so hard. “Yes, Daddy,” I moans as he shoves his tongue deep inside me. “Lick my juicy ass.” My ‘husband’ still prefers I call him Daddy. It’s about the only reminder that I used to be his son. I suck his dick lovingly as I drench his face with my arousal. I’m so grateful that I made that initial deal with my Dad.

Jen and I were playing Guess Whose Pussy every day now, and we were running out of people we both knew. Today I’m in the living room chair, blindfold on, when I felt her press this newest body against me. It was like there was suddenly an electric charge in the air. As Jen sank onto my lap, it was like there was an electric charge in the air. We must have both felt it, because I could feel Jen shaking in anticipation as the tip of my cock pushed into her. It was the wettest pussy I’d been in since the game began, and one I don’t think I’d ever been in before. Jen began to bounce with the intensity that told me she was going to cum quickly. I put my hands on her waist. It was slender. I caressed a nice ass and gave it a squeeze. Not too big, not too small. Long hair tickled my forehead. She shoved two perky tits in my face. I put a nipple in my mouth, and heard the faintest of gasps. I knew who this was, but I couldn’t say it out loud because I knew this person was family. CLOSE family. I could just pretend it was my wife. But Jen wasn’t going to let me do that, because she was getting off of the fact that I know now. While she bounced her way to a powerful climax, she said, “Go ahead big brother, cum inside your sister’s wet pussy. Pretty please.” Dammit. My wife knows I can’t say no to my little sister.