Chapter 6: A New Home
Derek made an announcement to the family. "I've decided that we're going to move. If we sell the farm, we will have enough money to buy an entire apartment building. We can all live together on the top floor in the penthouse suite, and we can rent out the units below us to other people if we choose."
"That sounds like a fantastic idea," said Melanie.
"I've always wanted a change of pace and to live in the city. And it would be great for the whole family to be under one roof."
"Exactly," said Derek. "I've already done some research on potential properties and I think I've found the perfect one. It's an entire apartment building in a prime location, and the price is within our budget.
"There is a catch though," said Derek. "Since we're moving, we will have to go back to wearing normal clothes again. We can't let anybody think that we're breaking the incest taboo. We will also have to be careful to act as a normal family as much as we possibly can."
Derek said firmly, with a tone of determination in his voice.
His parents and sisters all looked at him with shock and confusion, unsure of where this sudden change in plans came from. They all knew about their shared sexual experiences, but they never thought that it would lead to something like this.
"But, Derek, are you sure about this?" Brittany asked, her voice laced with uncertainty and concern.
"Yes, I'm sure," Derek replied, with a confident tone in his voice. "We can't let our feelings for each other compromise our family dynamic or our reputation. We have to be discreet and keep this secret to ourselves. Besides, living in the same building will allow us to continue our relationship in secret, without raising any suspicion."
His family looked at each other, unsure of what to say or do. They knew that Derek was right, but they couldn't shake off the feeling of discomfort and guilt that came with this decision.
But Melanie, ever the protective mother, was the first to speak up. "You know what, Derek, you're right. I don't like it, but I trust you and I'm willing to take that risk. Let's do it." she said, giving Brittany a reassuring squeeze on the shoulder.
The rest of the family reluctantly nodded in agreement, not wanting to let their family apart.
Fast forward to a few months later, the Heaman family had settled into their new home. The apartment building was beautiful, modern, and luxurious.
They explored their penthouse apartment. There was the master bedroom which Rick and Melanie shared. There was Derek's room, Courtney's room, and Brittany's room. There was a kitchen, a living room, and a small den. There was plenty of room for all 5 of them."
The family sat down together on the couches and chairs in the living area, taking in the view of the city on the horizon through the windows. The wine was flowing, and spirits were high.
As the evening wore on, Derek's gaze kept drifting over to Courtney and her plump, inviting body. She was wearing her brown sweater and tan pants.
"Courtney, let me see those tits."
Derek demanded, his voice dripping with raw hunger and desire.
Courtney shivered with excitement at her brother's words, feeling her pussy growing wet and swollen with need. She had always had a secret crush on Derek, and she couldn't believe that he was finally showing an interest in her. She slowly stood up from her chair, swaying her hips as she approached her brother.
Derek watched her movement, his eyes glinting with hunger and lust. He reached out and grabbed her sweater, pulling it over her head in one swift motion.
"Is this how you think a normal family would act, Courtney?" asked Derek, as he reached his hand out and lightly rubbed her nipple. "Answer my question"
" Derek, I-I don't know. I've never thought about it that way before.
But now that you mention it, yeah, I guess this is how we would act.
We're not a normal family. We never have been.
We're the Heaman family, and we do what we want."
Courtney's voice was shaky with excitement as she said those words, and Derek knew that he had her.
He reached out and cupped her breast, squeezing it gently and rolling her nipple between his fingers.
"Mom! Come in this room for a moment, please." Melanie entered the room moments later.
"What is it, Derek?
"Look at what your daughter is letting me do. I told everybody to act like a normal family. Does this seem normal to you?"
Derek asked, his voice dripping with mock innocence and a hint of a challenge.
Melanie looked at the scene before her.
Her eldest son, Derek, was kneading her daughter's plump, round breast in his hands, his fingers rolling her hard nipple between them. And Courtney, her dearest daughter, was standing in front of him, her eyes glazed over with lust and pleasure.
This wasn't the normal family behavior that Melanie had in mind when they decided to act like one in front of the world. She decided to tell Derek the truth.
"Yes, Derek, I do think it's normal for this family.
We've all fucked each other before, haven't we?
And we all enjoyed it."
Her voice was shaky but filled with conviction. She could see the shock and confusion in her son's eyes, but she knew that she had to be honest with him. She couldn't deny the fact that their family was far from normal.
"But, mom, this is wrong. We can't keep doing this.
We can't keep fucking and pretending that it's normal." Derek said, his voice tight with guilt and frustration.
Melanie walked over to him and put a hand on his shoulder. "Derek, it is normal for us. We are a family that fucks and we enjoy it. We don't have to deny ourselves of the pleasure that we bring each other."
Derek looked up at his mother, unsure of what to say or do.
"Courtney, take off your top and suck my cock. Mom, you may watch if you wish, but you may not touch."
Melanie nodded in understanding, her eyes glazing over with lust as she watched Courtney sink to her knees in front of Derek.
Courtney eagerly unzipped Derek's pants and pulled his hard cock out, gasping at its size. She had never seen a cock so big before, and she couldn't wait to feel it inside of her.
She wrapped her lips around the head and sucked hard, swirling her tongue around the sensitive tip.
Derek groaned, his hands going to the back of Courtney's head as he held her in place.
Melanie watched as her daughter sucked on her brother's cock, her arousal building up inside of her. She could feel herself growing wet, her pussy clenching with desire. She wanted to reach down and touch herself, but she knew that she wasn't allowed to. She could only watch.
Courtney sucked and bobbed her head, taking more of Derek's shaft into her mouth with each movement.
Derek groaned and closed his eyes, his fingers knotted in her blonde hair as he guided her mouth over his cock. Melanie watched, her breath quickening as she watched her daughter pleasuring her brother in such a filthy way. She could see the strain on Derek's face as he fought to hold back his orgasm, and she knew that he wouldn't last much longer.
"Stand up, Courtney," Derek growled, his voice rough with desire.
Courtney stood up, her full breasts heaving with excitement as Derek reached out and pulled down her pants, revealing the neatly trimmed blonde hair between her legs. He reached out and ran a finger over her slit, feeling her slick wetness coating his fingers, before pulling his hand away.
"Bend over the couch," Derek ordered, his voice tight with need.
Courtney did as she was told, bending over the couch and sticking her ass in the air, her full breasts resting on the cushions.
Derek wasted no time, positioning himself behind her and guiding his thick cock to her wet entrance. He pushed inside of her with one swift thrust, causing Courtney to cry out in pleasure.
Melanie watched with bated breath as her son began to pump in and out of her daughter, the sound of his hips smacking against her ass and the wet, squelching noises filling the room. She could see Derek's balls swinging with every stroke, his shaft glistening with Courtney's wetness.
Melanie her hand between her legs, rubbing her own pussy as she watched her children fucking. She couldn't help herself, the sight of them together was too much for her to resist.
Derek reached down and grabbed Courtney's hips, pulling her back onto his cock as he drove himself deeper inside of her. Courtney moaned and pushed back onto him, their bodies moving in a primal dance that had them both on the edge of release.
Melanie moaned and started to rub her clit faster, her orgasm building up inside of her as she watched her children fucking.
She could feel her legs shaking with pleasure, the pressure building up inside of her chest.
Just as she was about to cum, she felt a hand on her shoulder, a thumb brushing against her cheek. She looked up and saw Rick standing behind her, his own cock already hard and ready.
Without a word, he leaned down and kissed her deeply, his tongue plunging into her mouth. She moaned and opened her mouth wider, their tongues dancing together in a passionate embrace. He reached down and pushed her hand away from her pussy, replacing it with his own fingers.
He rubbed her clit in slow, calculated circles, causing Melanie to moan into his mouth.
Meanwhile, Derek and Courtney's fucking reached fever pitch. Derek's strokes were long and deep, each thrust causing Courtney to cry out in pleasure. She could feel her orgasm building up inside of her, the pressure and heat spreading from her pussy all the way to her chest.
The pain only heightened her pleasure, and she could feel herself getting close to the edge. She moaned and ground her hips against his fingers, the pressure and heat building up inside of her.
In the living room, Derek's thrusts became erratic as he felt himself getting closer and closer to the edge. With one final, deep thrust, he came hard inside of Courtney, his hot, sticky cum filling her up as she moaned and pushed back onto him.
As Derek and Courtney caught their breaths, Rick and Melanie moved to the bedroom.
They were both naked, their bodies slick with sweat from the intense make-out session in the living room.
Enough of this. Get your clothes back on, both of you," said Derek.
"We're not animals, we're human beings. We can't just fuck whenever we feel like it. We have to be civilized and behave like normal people."
"I order all of you to respect the incest taboo," Derek said. "That means no more sexual activity like the type we just witnessed."
Derek said firmly, his voice leaving no room for argument.
"But Derek, why?" Brittany asked, her voice filled with confusion and frustration. "We love each other and we enjoy being together like that. Why do we have to stop?"
"Because, Brittany, it's not right. We're family and we have to respect each other and the taboos that come with being related. We can't let our physical desires override our moral compass." Derek replied, his voice firm but gentle.
"We can still respect each other as family and have a loving relationship without breaking the incest taboo. We need to set boundaries and respect them.
Brittany, I know this is hard for you. But you have to trust me on this. We need to be careful and protect ourselves and our family.
Now, let's get back to our lives and act like a normal family."
Derek's words hung heavy in the air, a reminder of the new reality they had to live in.
"However, the incest taboo does not apply to Melanie and Rick," Derek said. "They are husband and wife. They are free to have sex however they wish."
Melanie and Rick exchanged a knowing look. They had always had a healthy and active sex life, and the incest taboo being lifted between them only made it more exciting.
They made their way to the bedroom, their bodies still slick with sweat from their make-out session.
Rick closed the door behind them and turned to face his wife, his cock already hard and throbbing with desire. Melanie reached out and wrapped her hand around it, stroking it slowly as she looked up at Rick with a seductive smile.
Derek shouted through the door. "Mom, dad, there's actually no need for you to have sex in the privacy of your bedroom. You could do it with the door open, or even out here in the living room."
Rick and Melanie looked at each other and shrugged. They had never been shy about their love life, and if Derek was okay with it, they were too.
Rick pulled off his shirt, revealing his hairy chest and thick muscles. Melanie couldn't help but stare, her pussy growing wet with desire. She loved her husband's body, and she never get tired of looking at it.
Rick walked over to the couch and sat down, spreading his legs wide. Melanie followed him, sinking to her knees between his thighs.
She reached out and grabbed his cock, stroking it slowly as she leaned in and licked the tip. Rick groaned, leaning back and closing his eyes as he enjoyed the sensation of his wife's mouth on him.
Melanie sucked him deep, her lips stretching wide as she took him all the way to the back of her throat. She hummed with pleasure, her tongue swirling and teasing as she bobbed her head up and down. Rick reached down and fisted her hair, guiding her movements and keeping her in place as he fucked her mouth.
Derek walked out of the room and into his bedroom. He had to plan the next day.
He went to sleep, and slept solidly until the next day.
The next day, he woke up and walked into the kitchen, finding his entire family there.
"Mom, follow me please." Derek walked into his parents bedroom.
Melanie followed him, still in her bathrobe from her morning shower.
"I've picked out the clothes that you will be wearing today," Derek said. "It's important that you wear these clothes all day. I put a lot of thought into it."
On the bed, his mother's clothes had been laid out. There was a black bra and black underwear. There was a white tanktop, and a red sweater, and a blue denim skirt.
"Put these on, please." Derek said.
His tone was firm and assertive, leaving no room for argument. Melanie looked at her son for a moment, studying his face to see if there was any room for compromise. Seeing that there was not, she sighed and walked over to the bed to begin getting dressed.
As Melanie put on the clothes that Derek had picked out for her, she couldn't help but wonder about his motives. Why was he so insistent on them all dressing a certain way? And why did it matter so much to him?
Derek had always been the responsible one in the family. He was the one who held it all together, the one who made sure that things ran smoothly, the one who always made wise and logical decisions. He was the leader of the family, the one who everyone looked up to and respected.
But this insistence on them all dressing a certain way, and his sudden obsession with "normalcy" was starting to raise some red flags.
Melanie, who had been all but submissive to her son's demands, couldn't help but feel a sense of relief at being told what to do.
"Change right here, in front of me," Derek said.
Melanie blushed, suddenly feeling very vulnerable in just her bra and underwear. But she knew that she had to trust her son, and that he had his reasons for being so insistent.
She undid her bra and slipped it off, revealing her large, round breasts. She then slid off her underwear, standing naked in front of her son.
Derek took a moment to appreciate his mother's body, admiring the soft curves and the way she carried herself with grace and elegance.
He could see the slight tremble in her lips as she stood there, and he knew that he had to tread carefully.
"Mom, I want you to know that I'm doing this because I love you and I want what's best for our family. I know that it seems strange and controlling, but I promise you, there's a reason for it. I just can't tell you what that reason is yet."
Melanie looked at her son, her eyes searching his face for any signs of deceit or manipulation.
But all she saw was love and concern, and she knew that he was telling the truth. She took a deep breath and nodded, trusting her son to do what was best for their family.
"I trust you, Derek. I don't know what's going on, but I trust you."
Derek gave his mother a small, grateful smile and helped her into the clothes that he had picked out for her. Once she was dressed, he stood back and admired his handiwork, a sense of satisfaction settling in his chest.
"There, you look beautiful, Mom.
Melanie and Derek went to the lobby of the apartment building. They were meeting prospective renters today, a family of 3. Alex and Marie were a married couple, and Lily was their 18 year old daughter.
They were a beautiful, happy family, and they were looking for a new place to live.
Melanie and Derek greeted them in the lobby.
Derek, being the responsible one, took the lead in the conversation, asking about their previous living situation, their likes and dislikes, and what they were looking for in an apartment.
Marie, the mother, was clearly captivated by Derek's charm and good looks. She was hanging on to his every word, her eyes shining with interest and admiration.
Alex, the father, seemed like a nice man, but he was a bit reserved. He was the strong, silent type, and he let his wife do most of the talking.
Derek turned his attention to Marie. He noticed her shoulder length blonde hair. She dressed like she was rich. He asked her a question about herself.
"Marie, what do you do for a living? You dress like royalty, so I imagine you're successful in whatever profession you chose."
Marie was flattered by Derek's comment, her cheeks turning a slight shade of pink. "Why thank you, Derek. I work as a marketing manager for a luxury fashion brand. And my husband Alex, he's a successful businessman as well."
Alex nodded in agreement.
They agreed to move in, and moved in right away.
When they were settled, Derek decided to surprise them by knocking on their door. He was alone.
The rest of the family was in the living room, watching a movie together.
Derek took a deep breath and knocked on the door.
A moment later, Marie opened the door, her eyes lighting up when she saw Derek standing there.
"Derek! What a surprise! Come in, come in," she said, stepping aside and gesturing for him to enter.
Derek stepped into the apartment, his heart pounding in his chest. He had never done anything like this before.
The apartment was beautiful, just as he expected.
There was a large living room with floor-to-ceiling windows that looked out over the city. There was a modern kitchen with stainless steel appliances and a large island in the center. The furniture was sleek and contemporary, and the art on the walls was of the highest quality.
Derek couldn't help but feel a sense of pride as he looked around the apartment. This was his family's new home, and he was the one who had made it happen. He had worked hard to find the perfect building, and to make sure that they could afford it.
Derek spoke to Alex, Marie, and Lily. "Listen carefully, I order you to listen to what I'm about to say and absorb it as if you were under hypnosis. Alex, you now believe that Lily, is your wife. You also believe that Marie is your daughter. You will treat them accordingly until I tell you to return to normal." Derek then turned to Lily. "Lily, I order you to obey your father's wishes, no matter what. He sometimes gets confused about who you are, and it would be a lot easier for him if you just went along with things and made his life easier by playing along." He turned to Marie. "Marie, I order you to act normally."
Derek said firmly.
Marie looked at Derek, her eyes wide with confusion and concern. "What do you mean, Derek? What's going on?"
"I can't explain it right now, but please, just trust me. Act normally, and everything will be okay."
Marie nodded, her brow furrowed with worry, but she did as she was told. "Okay, Derek. I'll act normally."
Derek nodded, a feeling of relief washing over him.
He didn't know why he was doing this, but something deep inside of him was telling him that it was the right thing to do. He had always had a strange connection to the people around him, a feeling that he could influence and control them. And now, for the first time, he was putting that power to the test.
Derek said, "for the next hour, I command all of you to ignore me,. Act as if you can't see me, I'm not here."
Derek commanded.
The family members all looked at each other, confused but willing to comply. They went about their business in the living room, ignoring Derek completely as he stood in the corner and watched them.
Derek felt a sense of fascination and curiosity as he observed the family interacting with each other under the influence of his commands. It was like they were under a spell, unable to see or hear him, only able to act on the orders that he had given them.
Derek watched as Alex and Marie sat on the couch, the tension between them palpable. Marie seemed unsure of how to act around her "husband", her movements stiff and forced. Alex, on the other hand, seemed more at ease, his eyes locked on his "daughter" Lily.
Derek couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy as he watched them, but he quickly pushed those thoughts aside. He had made his decision, and he had to stick with it.
He watched as Lily sat down at the piano in the corner of the room and began to play.
Her fingers danced over the keys, the sound filling the air as she played a beautiful, haunting melody. Alex and Marie watched her, their eyes glazed over as they stared at her, lost in the music.
Derek felt something stir inside of him as he watched Lily play. She was so beautiful, so talented, and so young. He couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to be with her, to touch her delicate skin and press his lips to hers. But he knew that he couldn't, that it was wrong.
Alex moved over next to Lily, and began talking to her as if she was his wife.
Derek watched as they interacted with each other, their voices hushed and intimate. He couldn't help but feel a strange mix of emotions as he watched them, his heart pounding with excitement and his mind reeling with confusion.
Derek had never felt this way before, this strange blend of attraction and control. It was like he had tapped into a new side of himself, a side that was powerful and dominant. And he couldn't help but wonder what else he was capable of, what other secrets and powers lay hidden within him.
The family continued their activities, their movements fluid and natural.
Derek stood in the corner, watching them, trying writing down his thoughts and emotions in his journal. He couldn't quite understand why he was feeling this way, but he knew that he had to explore these newfound feelings and desires. He had always been drawn to the concept of incest, but he had never acted on it before. Now, he felt like he was on the verge of something new and exciting, something that would change his life forever.
As the hour passed, Derek slowly came out of his trance-like state and returned to reality.
He could see the family members moving around the room, acting natural as if nothing had happened. He blinked, unsure if what he had just experienced was real or not. But the evidence was right in front of him.
Derek's heart was racing as he approached Alex and Marie. He could feel the heat radiating off their bodies, a magnetic pull that seemed to draw him in closer. He stood there for a moment, watching them interact, before finally breaking the silence.
"I see that everything is going well," Derek said, his voice barely above a whisper.
"I order you all to return to normal," Derek said. "Alex, you can now remember who your wife is. It's Marie. And your daughter is Lily."
Derek said, completing the command he had given to Alex earlier.
At first, Alex seemed confused, looking around the room as if he was trying to remember something. But then, recognition flashed across his face and he looked at Marie with a loving gaze.
"Of course, Melanie. I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me," Alex said, calling Melanie by her proper name once again.
Derek had to admit, the change in their behavior was seamless. It was as if the past hour had never happened.
"Marie, come with me please." Derek and Marie left the apartment, and they went up to the top floor, to the penthouse suite.
Derek and Marie entered the Heaman residence. Derek said, "Everybody, this is Marie. I'm going to go fuck her brains out in my bedroom. If you need anything, come on in and let me know."
Derek paid attention to his mother's expression. This woman was about her age, and he was curious if her presence would make her jealous.
But Melanie didn't bat an eye. Instead, she smiled and said, "It's nice to meet you, Marie. I hope you'll be happy in your new home."
Derek was impressed by his mother's calm and gracious demeanor. She was not the type to get riled up easily, and she always knew how to handle herself in difficult situations. He was lucky to have her as his mother, and he knew that she would always be there for him, no matter what.
Derek led Marie to his bedroom, his heart pounding in his chest. He had never felt this way before, this overwhelming urge to possess someone and make them his own.
As they entered the room, Derek closed the door behind them and turned to face Marie.
She was standing there, her eyes wide and her breathing shallow. She looked vulnerable and unsure, like a deer caught in the headlights.
Derek moved closer to her, his eyes locked on hers.
He could see the fear and uncertainty in her face, but he also knew that there was something deeper there, something that drew him to her.
He reached out and ran his fingers through her hair, gently tilted her head back. Marie's breath hitched as she felt his warm, soft lips brush against hers.
Derek deepened the kiss, his tongue probing her mouth as he tasted her sweetness. Marie responded in kind, her hands reaching up to tangle in his hair as she kissed him back with a passion that surprised even her.
She couldn't help herself, she was being consumed by the moment, and she didn't want it to stop.
As they explored each other's mouths, their bodies pressed together, Derek's hands moved down to the buttons of Marie's shirt. He started to undo them one by one, slowly revealing the soft white skin beneath. Marie shivered at his touch, the sensation of his fingers on her bare flesh driving her wild with desire.
When the last button was undone, Derek slipped the shirt off Marie's shoulders and let it fall to the floor.
She was now standing before him in nothing but her bra and skirt. He took a step back to admire her, his eyes roving over her curves and taking in every inch of her.
Marie stood there, feeling self-conscious and exposed, but also excited by the situation. She had never been with a man as young and handsome as Derek, and the thought of what was to come made her pussy tingle with desire.
Derek reached behind Marie and unclasped her bra, letting it fall to the ground and revealing her large, firm breasts.
"How old are you, Marie?"
Derek asked, his voice husky with desire.
"I'm 39," Marie replied, her voice barely above a whisper.
Derek began to strip naked. "That's how old my mom is." His cock bounced out of his underwear, already fully erect. Marie couldn't help but stare at it.
It was huge, much bigger than her husband's. She swallowed hard as she imagined what it would feel like inside of her. Derek noticed her gaze and smirked, knowing full well the effect he was having on her.
"Would you like to have any more children?" Derek asked.
Marie looked up at him, her eyes wide with surprise. "I-I hadn't really thought about it. I mean, my husband and I have been trying for years, but it never happened. I always thought that maybe I was too old, or that there was something wrong with me," she said, her voice tinged with sadness.
Derek took a step closer to her, his arms wrapped around her waist. "There's nothing wrong with you, Marie. You're beautiful and desirable.
"Maybe you should try with me, instead."
Derek whispered in Marie's ear, as his hand moved down to her thigh, slowly starting to inch up her skirt.
Marie hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to do. But then she felt Derek's lips on hers again, and she couldn't resist the pull any longer. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her body against his, letting out a soft moan as his fingers found their way to her wet pussy.
As they explored each other's bodies, a sense of forbidden desire washed over them.
Marie had never felt such an intense connection with anyone before, and she couldn't deny the attraction she felt towards Derek.
Derek, too, was consumed by the moment. He couldn't believe what he was doing, but he drifted on a wave of pleasure, letting it carry him away. He had always had a fascination with taboo desires, and he couldn't resist the opportunity to explore that part of himself with Marie.
As the hours passed, the two of them lost themselves in each other, forgetting everything else.
Derek explored every inch of Marie's body, learning what made her shiver with pleasure and what made her gasp with delight. Marie, in turn, discovered new depths of pleasure with Derek, experiencing sensations she had never felt before.
Derek rubbed his cock against her ass.
She moaned and pushed back against him. He slipped his fingers between her legs and found her slit wet and ready. He slipped two fingers inside of her as he teased her clit with his thumb.
"You like that, you dirty slut?" he growled in her ear.
She moaned and nodded her head.
"Say it," he demanded.
"I'm a dirty slut," she replied.
Derek thrust his fingers deeper inside of her and picked up the pace. She moaned louder and louder, her body trembling with pleasure.
Derek could feel her tightening around his fingers, her orgasm building inside her. He didn't let up, continuing to thrust his fingers in and out of her as he rubbed her clit.
"Come for me, you dirty slut," he growled, his voice low and commanding.
She cried out as she came, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm. Derek didn't let up, continuing to fuck her with his fingers as she came down from her high.
When she was finished, Derek pulled his fingers out of her and turned her around.
She looked up at him with a dazed expression, her pupils blown with pleasure.
Derek grabbed ahold of her hips and pulled her towards him, his cock brushing against her wet slit.
"You want this, don't you?" he growled, his voice heavy with desire.
"Yes," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.
Derek thrusted into her, filling her to the brim. She cried out in pleasure as he started to move, each thrust harder and deeper than the last.
"I command you to be louder," Derek said to Marie. "I want my mom and my sisters to hear us."
Derek said, his voice husky with desire.
Marie's eyes went wide with shock, but she didn't protest as she felt Derek's hands on her hips, holding her in place as he thrust into her again and again.
"You like that idea, don't you?"
"Yes," she moaned, her voice shaking with pleasure.
Derek's thrusts became more urgent, more demanding.
He could feel Marie's body responding to him, her pussy clenching around his cock as he drove into her again and again.
The thought of his family hearing them, of them being aware of what was happening, only added to Derek's excitement. He could imagine their shocked faces, their outrage, and it only turned him on more.
He reached up and gripped Marie's breasts, his fingers tugging at her nipples as he fucked her harder and faster. Marie moaned loudly, no longer caring about who might hear them.
She was lost in a sea of pleasure, her body trembling and shuddering as Derek thrust into her. She could feel his cock hitting her deep inside, sending waves of pleasure radiating through her entire body.
She reached down and gripped Derek's ass, pulling him into her harder and faster. She could feel her orgasm building again, the tension coiling inside her like a spring.
Derek could feel it too. He could feel Marie's pussy clenching around his cock, her moans growing louder and more urgent.
She was close, and he wanted to make sure she came with him.
"Come for me, Marie," he growled, thrusting into her harder and faster.
She let out a loud cry as she came, her pussy tightening around his cock in waves of pleasure. Derek couldn't hold back any longer, his own orgasm crashing over him like a tidal wave. He groaned as he came, filling Marie's pussy with his hot, sticky seed.
They collapsed onto the bed, panting and spent.
Derek rolled onto his back and stared up at the ceiling, unable to believe what had just happened. Marie snuggled up next to him, her head resting on his chest.
Derek couldn't believe what had just happened. He had just had sex with his mother's best friend, Marie. He had never felt such an intense connection with anyone before, and he couldn't deny the attraction he felt towards her.
As they lay there, he couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt and shame wash over him.
Derek took Marie's hand and led her out into the kitchen. They were both still naked, Derek's cock flopping all over the place, half hard, covered in cum. Marie had cum dripping out of her vagina. They were covered in sweat, and their hair was a mess, it looked lied they were just having sex.
Derek's mom, Melanie, and his sister, Brittany, were sitting on the couch, sipping on some wine, and watching a movie. When Derek and Marie walked into the kitchen, they both turned to look at them.
Melanie raised her eyebrows at the sight of them. Derek's cock was huge and still half-hard, and Marie's hair was a mess. Derek couldn't help but feel a sense of shame and guilt as his mother and sister looked at him.
"Your name came up as we were having sex, mom," Derek said.
He was still breathing heavily from their recent lovemaking, and his body was glistening with sweat.
Melanie's eyes widened in shock and disgust. "What? How could you even think about such a thing? That's disgusting! You're my son!"
Derek leaned back in his chair and took a sip of his wine, unaffected by his mother's reaction. "Come on, mom. You can't tell me you've never thought about it before. We're both adults, and we both have needs.
Derek turned to Marie, "Marie, I order you to get dressed and go back home to your family. Tonight, make love with your husband with an extreme enthusiasm."
"I command you both to have the most intense, passionate and physical lovemaking you have ever experienced together. I command you not to stop, to continue to respond to each other in every way until you both reach a satisfying climax. After that, I command you both to lay peacefully together in bliss. I want you to not only feel the pleasure of your own orgasm, but to feel his pleasure as well.
Marie nodded. "I understand." With that, she gathered her clothes and left.
Derek sighed and leaned back in his chair, taking another sip of his wine. The taste was bittersweet, a reminder of the pleasure he had just experienced, and the guilt and confusion that followed.
His mother, Melanie, was silent for a moment, her eyes locked on his. He could see the anger and disappointment in her gaze, but he could also see the hurt, the confusion. She didn't understand, and he couldn't blame her. He didn't understand himself.
"Wow, my cock's getting hard again already," Derek marveled. "Look, mom. Look how hard it's getting already."
Derek said, gesturing to his rapidly growing erection. He couldn't help himself, he was consumed by his own desires, unable to think straight.
Melanie's eyes widened in shock and disgust as she took in the sight of her son's growing arousal. "Derek, what is wrong with you? You can't just think about your own mother that way. It's not normal!"
Derek let out a deep sigh, his arousal slowly fading as the weight of his actions settled in. "I don't know, mom.
Maybe it's not normal, but it's how I feel," Derek admitted, his voice low and earnest. "And I know you feel it too. I see the way you look at me, the way you touch me. It's not just my imagination."
Melanie shook her head, tears welling up in her eyes. "No, Derek. You're my son. I'm your mother. I could never feel those things for you. It's wrong."
Derek couldn't bear to see his mother in so much pain.
"I know it's wrong, but I have an erection right here in the kitchen," Derek said.
"Derek, that's enough!" Melanie snapped, her voice trembling with emotion. "This is wrong, and we need to stop it before it goes any further. I'm your mother, for God's sake. I'm supposed to protect you, not be with you in that way."
Derek nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation. He knew he couldn't keep going down this path, even if it meant denying his own desires.
"You're right, mom," Derek said, his voice soft. "I'm sorry." He began to slowly stroke his cock, right in front of his mother.
"Derek, what are you doing? Stop that right now!" Melanie exclaimed.
Derek ignored her protests, and continued to pleasure himself in front of her.
"I can't help it, mom. I have these desires and I can't control them. I'm sorry, but I need to do this," Derek said, his eyes heavy with lust.
Melanie watched in shock as her son stroked his cock, her mind racing with a mix of emotions.
She knew she should stop him, but she couldn't bring herself to move. She was frozen in place, unsure of what to do.
Derek's breathing grew heavier as he neared his climax, his hand moving faster and faster on his cock. Melanie couldn't take her eyes off of him, her own arousal building as she watched him pleasure himself.
Without conscious thought, she found herself reaching up to cup her breasts, her fingers rubbing her nipples through the fabric of her shirt. She moaned softly, unable to believe what was happening.
This was her son, her own flesh and blood, and yet she couldn't deny the intense attraction she felt towards him. She had never felt this way before, and it scared her. But at the same time, she couldn't help but be drawn in by his raw, primal desire.
Derek's breathing grew more and more erratic as he felt himself nearing the edge. He could see the look of pure lust in his mother's eyes, and it only served to fuel his own arousal.
He was close, so close, and he could feel the tension building inside him.
Without warning, Derek let out a deep, guttural groan as he came, his seed spurting out in powerful jets, landing on the kitchen floor. Melanie watched in amazement as her son reached his climax, her own body tingling with desire.
As the last spasms of pleasure subsided, Derek's eyes fluttered open, and he looked at his mother, a sheepish expression on his face.
"I'm sorry mom, I came right on your clean floor," Derek said.
He couldn't help but chuckle at the absurdity of the situation.
Melanie, still in shock, looked down at the mess on the floor. She couldn't believe what had just happened.
"Go ahead and clean it up," she said, her voice cold and distant. "I'm going to go to bed."
Derek nodded, understanding that he had crossed a line.
"Okay, mom," he said, gathering a towel and some cleaning supplies.
The next morning, Derek approached his mom privately.
"Mom, I have a problem," Derek said. "I keep on getting these huge erections. I masturbate and have an orgasm,. but within 5 minutes I have another huge erection again. I think something is seriously wrong with me."
Derek's voice was filled with concern and confusion as he spoke to his mother.
Melanie looked at her son with a mixture of pity and worry. She knew that he had always been a bit of a handful, but she never thought that his sexual desires would become such a problem.
"I know what could help," Melanie said. "What if we all decided to be nudists. That way, if your cock gets hard, you could just immediately masturbate and deal with the problem right away!"
Melanie suggested, a hint of a smirk on her face.
Derek blinked at his mother's unexpected response, taken aback by her sudden change in demeanor. "Wait, you mean...?"
Melanie nodded. "Yes, I mean it. I think being nudists would help us all feel more comfortable in our own skin and with our bodies." She raised an eyebrow at her son. "Unless you're too embarrassed about your giant penis to show it off in front of your own family?"
Derek scoffed. "Of course not.
I'm not embarrassed about my body," Derek said, trying to hide his embarrassment.
Melanie smiled, knowing she had gotten her point across. "Good. Then it's settled. We'll start being nudists as a family."
Derek couldn't believe what he had just agreed to. But at the same time, he felt a sense of relief. Maybe his mother was right. Maybe this would help him deal with his constant erections.
As the days went by, the Heaman family started living as nudists. Derek would get his regular erections, but he would simply masturbate as soon as they materialized. Once he came, he could return to his normal activities. None of his family members seemed to mind.
In fact, they too seemed to enjoy the freedom and lack of constraints that came with being nudists. Derek felt a newfound connection with them, as if they had all shed not just their clothes, but the facades they had put up in front of each other. They were all just humans, with flaws and imperfections, and they had decided to embrace them instead of hiding them away.
As time went on, Derek found himself growing more and more at ease with his own sexuality.
He no longer felt ashamed or embarrassed about the size of his penis, or the frequency of his erections. He embraced his desires, and he no longer felt the need to hide them from his family.
One day in the kitchen, Derek walked in with a full erection wobbling in front of him. "Good morning, mom!"
Derek said cheerily as he walked into the kitchen, not bothering to hide his erection.
Melanie, who was standing at the counter, sipping her coffee, couldn't help but chuckle at her son's open display of sexuality. She had grown used to it by now, and even found it endearing in a way.
"Morning, Derek. Sleep well?" she asked, raising an eyebrow at him suggestively.
Derek blushed at his mother's innuendo, but couldn't help but grin.
"I did, thank you. I had some very intense dreams."
Melanie's eyes sparkled with curiosity and mischief. "Oh? Do tell. What kind of dreams?"
Derek shrugged, his grin growing wider. "The kind that leave you with a hard cock in the morning."
Melanie laughed, a deep, genuine laugh that filled the room. "Well, at least you're honest. But seriously, Derek, I'm glad you're feeling more at ease with yourself.
"So am I," said Derek, as he slowly began to rub his cock.
"It's a beautiful morning, and I can't think of a better way to start it off than with a nice, long masturbation session."
Melanie raised an eyebrow at her son's bold declaration, but couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and admiration. She had never seen him so confident and self-assured, and it was a beautiful thing to witness.
"Well, you go ahead and do what you need to do, honey," she said, with a knowing smile.
"I'll just be over here, enjoying my coffee."
Derek nodded, and walked over to the living room. He sat down on the couch and began to stroke his penis. His mother was also participating in being a nudist. He looked in her direction and used her body as inspiration for masturbating.
He imagined her breasts bouncing as he thrust deeply into her, and the way her moans sounded as she came.
As he stroked his cock faster, he noticed a faint outline of her nipples and how they stood at attention. She suddenly gasped and covered herself with her hands. She had been caught.
Without hesitation, Derek walked over to her, still stroking his cock.
"There's nothing to be ashamed of, mom.
This is just a natural part of who we are," Derek said, with a confident and calm demeanor.
Melanie looked at her son with a mixture of admiration and surprise. She had never seen him so sure of himself, so comfortable in his own skin. It was a side of him that she had never seen before, and it was a beautiful thing to witness.
She let out a deep sigh, and slowly lowered her hands. "You're right, Derek.
I'm sorry for being so uptight." Melanie said, as she watched her son continue to pleasure himself. She couldn't deny the feeling of arousal that was building inside of her as she watched him, and she found herself feeling a newfound respect for him.
Melanie was enjoying the attention, and began to jiggle her tits as her son watched. "Are you ready to cum, Derek?"
Melanie asked, her voice husky with desire. She couldn't believe what was happening, but she couldn't deny the intense attraction she felt towards her son. It was wrong, but it was also incredibly hot.
Derek nodded, his breathing coming in short, shallow gasps. He was close, so close, and he could feel the pressure building inside him. He was on the edge, and he was ready to jump.
"Yes, mom. I'm ready," he gasped, his body tensing as a wave of pleasure washed over him.
With one final, powerful thrust, he came, his ejaculate spurting out in thick, white jets, landing on his mother's chest and stomach. She couldn't believe what had just happened, but she couldn't deny the intense attraction she felt towards him.
As their eyes met, both of them knew that things could never go back to the way they were before.
Derek looked down at his cock. "See? It's already hard again. I could go again."
Melanie was shocked by this. Her son had some kind of affliction that made him horny all the time. The thought of all of those hormones turned her on.
"My God, Derek, is your cock hard again already?" She asked.
Derek chuckled, "Yes, mom. It seems like nothing can quench my thirst for release. But I don't mind. It's a new experience for me, and I'm learning to enjoy it in all its aspects."
Melanie looked at her son with a mixture of concern and fascination. She knew that this new phase in Derek's life was a result of some kind of hormonal imbalance, but she couldn't deny the feeling of excitement that coursed through her body as she watched him pleasure himself.
"Well, quickly now, start jerking that cock again, maybe if you cum again quickly it will help with your problem."
Melanie suggested, her voice filled with a mix of concern and excitement. Derek nodded, and started jerking himself off once more.
"Talk to me the entire time, Honey," Melanie said. "What are you thinking? What are you feeling? It might help diagnose the problem if you talk the entire time."
Derek did as he was told, talking to his mother as he continued to pleasure himself. "It feels amazing, mom. I never knew it could feel this good. I can feel my orgasm building again already."
Melanie couldn't tear her eyes away as she watched her son, his cock hard and swollen, his body slick with sweat as he stroked himself. She couldn't deny the feeling of arousal that was coursing through her body, and she found herself reaching down to touch herself as she watched him.
Melanie spoke, "try looking down here at my bush, honey, at my vagina. Does that help? Does that make you want to cum?"
Melanie asked, her voice breathless and needy as she touched herself.
Derek nodded, unable to tear his eyes away from his mother's bush and her fingers as they explored the folds of her wet, juicy pussy.
"Yes, mom, it does," he groaned as he felt his orgasm approach once again.
Melanie couldn't believe what was happening, but she couldn't deny the pleasure she was experiencing as she watched her son pleasure himself and touched herself at the same time.
She had always known that Derek was a handsome and attractive young man, but she had never let herself dwell on those thoughts. Now, those thoughts had come to the forefront, and she was struggling to cope with the feelings they brought.
As Derek's breathing grew faster and his strokes became more urgent, Melanie could feel her own orgasm building. She was on the verge of losing control, and she knew that she wouldn't be able to stop herself much longer.
"Derek, I'm going to cum too," she cried, her voice trembling with pleasure.
Derek's cock twitched in response, and he knew that he was close as well. He could feel the tension building inside him, and he knew that it was only a matter of seconds before he exploded.
With a loud groan, Derek reached his climax, his ejaculate spurting out in powerful jets, covering his mother's hands and chest.
Melanie soon followed, her body shuddering with pleasure as she reached her own orgasm.
As the waves of pleasure subsided, both of them were left in a state of shock and awe. They knew that what had just happened was wrong on so many levels, but they couldn't deny the intensity of their experience.
"Derek, I don't know what came over me," Melanie said, her voice trembling.
Melanie spoke, "Derek, you know I don't mind if you need to masturbate at any point during the day. Even if we're having a conversation, or you're eating dinner, feel free to masturbate whenever you feel the urge."
Melanie continued, "I'm not sure if this is a permanent condition or something temporary, but I think it's important to embrace it and not fight against it. After all, pleasure is a natural part of life."
Derek nodded, relieved that his mother was not only understanding but supportive of his situation. "Thank you, mom. I really appreciate it."
"Of course, honey. That's what moms are for," Melanie said with a reassuring smile.
"Now let me help you clean up," said Melanie. She stood up, totally nude, and went to grab some paper towels. She ripped off a piece and began cleaning the cum off of Derek's body. She roughly lifted his semi-hard cock and wiped down underneath it. There was a lot of cum, it took her quite a while to get most of it."
"God, I'm going to need more paper towels," laughed Melanie.
"You sure are a horny boy, my dear."
She got a wet wash cloth and began washing Derek's body. She washed under his balls and around his penis. She lifted his penis and moved it to the left, and then to the right.
She cleaned behind his balls again, and then wiped off the final droplets of semen. She threw the wash cloth in the laundry basket, and turned her attention back to Derek.
"You are lucky to have such a caring mother," Melanie said, as she wrapped her arms around her son and pulled him in for a hug. "I love you, Derek. I'll always be here for you, no matter what."
"I love you too, mom," Derek replied, his voice muffled against her shoulder. Melanie could feel Derek's penis getting hard again, but she pretended not to notice.
An idea occurred to Melanie. Maybe there was something physically wrong with Derek's penis. "Derek, hold still, let me examine you," she said. She got on her knees and got her face within inches of Derek's penis. She examined it with extreme precision.
Melanie's eyes scanned over every inch of it, taking note of every subtle detail. Her fingers gently brushed against the shaft, tracing the contours of the veins that ran beneath the surface of the skin. Derek's cock twitched involuntarily under her touch, eliciting a soft gasp from Melanie as she felt him growing harder in her hand.
"It's a very impressive penis," Melanie said, admiration evident in her voice.
"I've never seen one quite so big."
Derek blushed at his mother's praise, but couldn't deny the pride he felt in that moment. He had always been self-conscious about his size, but she made him feel like a god.
Melanie couldn't tear her eyes away from her son's cock. She watched it grow harder and harder under her touch, until it was fully erect and standing at attention. She wrapped her fingers around the base of it, marveling at the feeling of its girth and hardness.
She was careful not to stroke it. She was simply inspecting it with extreme eye to detail.
Melanie's mind couldn't help but wonder about the possibilities. A mother's love for her child was unconditional, but there was no denying the attraction she felt towards her son's body. She tried to suppress these thoughts, but her mind kept drifting back to them.
Derek, on the other hand, couldn't help but feel a surge of arousal as his mother's hands explored his private areas. He had always had strong feelings towards his mother, but he had never acted upon them.
"Perhaps it would help if we cleaned up your pubic hair a bit," said Melanie. "All of this extra hair around your testicles, it can't be helping the situation. Why don't you lie down on the floor, I'll go and grab a razor."
Derek did as he was told, lying down on the soft carpet in the middle of the living room. He watched as his mother rummaged through the bathroom drawers, searching for a razor and some shaving cream.
Melanie returned a few moments later with a razor and a can of shaving cream. She knelt down between Derek's legs and carefully applied the shaving cream to his pubic hair.
Derek couldn't believe what was happening. Here he was, lying on the floor with his mother between his legs, shaving his pubic hair.
Melanie grabbed Derek's cock between her fingertips, just the head, and pulled it up towards Derek's bellybutton. "Let me know if it becomes too sensitive, Derek." She began making the first shaves with the razor.
The cool sensation of the metal against his skin made Derek shiver with pleasure. Melanie's hands moved with ease, as if she had done this countless times before. She was focused and determined to finish the task.
Derek couldn't deny the odd feeling of his mother shaving his pubic hair, but he couldn't deny the strange and growing arousal coming from it. The feeling of her touch down there, the intimacy of the moment, it was all too much for Derek to handle.
Melanie noticed Derek's cock twitching a bit, as if he were approaching orgasm. She stopped shaving and grabbed his dick hard, squeezing it with her fist. "Don't come, son. Let me finish my job here first."
Melanie said, with a stern look on her face. She wanted to make sure that Derek understood that she was in charge, and that she would not tolerate any kind of inappropriate behavior from him.
Melanie soon finished the shaving job. She left pubic hair above his penis, but shaved everything in and around his testicles. She thought it looked much more aesthetically pleasing. She sat back to admire her handiwork, and Derek's semi-hard cock.
It was now fully exposed, and the shaving had made it look even bigger and more impressive.
Melanie couldn't help but feel a flush of excitement as she sat back on her heels. She couldn't deny the attraction she felt towards her own son. She had always thought of him as her little boy, but now, seeing him lying there with his cock exposed, she couldn't help but see him as a man.
Derek, for his part, was feeling a surge of emotions. He couldn't believe what his mother had just done.
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