Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Out Of Control:(Incest/Taboo)>Ep45

Last time: While on a family camping trip, the Campbells took senergy pills with sstrange

and memorable side effects: uncontrollable pissing followed by uncontrollable fucking. Mom with

son. Dad with daughter. Brother with sister. After a full day of debauchery, the family thought that

they finally had things under control. The next morning, however, they went right back at it. Worse,

this tstrangers caught the horny household in the act.

Can the Campbells escape their raging desires before things get even worse? Spoiler Alert: No. No,

they cannot.

James, his wife Christine, and their three children -- eldest daughter Lexi, middle son Austin, and

youngest daughter Molly -- tore down their lakeside campsite like there was a hurricane headed

their way. They rolled up the sleeping bags, took down the tents, and stuffed their bags,

haphazardly shoving everything into the back of their SUV. No one said a word. No one even dared

to look at each other. As if even that small act would pose a significant risk to their safety. The sad

part was, it probably did.

I really believed we had this under control, James thought to himself. But then another voice came

into his head. No you didn't, you just wanted to believe that so you could fuck Molly again. It's hard

to win an argument with your inner monologue, but James tried his best as he foldedthe tentpoles

down from long sticks to short, folded piles.

James was clearly conflicted, at war with himself in a way that could only end with both sides losing.

On the one hand, he was horrified with himself. With what he'd done. What they'd all done. On the

other hand, Molly.

His blonde baby girl with tremendous breasts and fuck-ready hips was rolling up a sleeping bag

next to him, putting her tremendous ass on display. James groaned despite himself. His daughter

was made for sex and for her Daddy's cock, in particular. It took all of James’ effort to focus on

tearing down another tent instead of tearing off his daughter's clothes, throwing her to the ground,

and filling her with his fuckstick. Filling. Well that was one thing they hadn't done, at least. James

wasn't that far gone at least. He still felt relief rather than regret at the fact that he'd managed to

not inseminate his youngest daughter's unprotected womb. But even thinking about it... Well,

maybe he did regret it. He just knew better than to satisfy that urge.

James risked a glance over at his wife, Christine. The skinny blonde woman was frantically throwing their piss-

soaked clothes in the car, not even bothering to repack them. Christine was almost the exact opposite of their

youngest daughter. Almost wiry with muscle, at thirty-nine James" wife was in the best shape of her life. It was

something that her son, Austin, clearly hadn't missed.

James saw their only boy was eyeing his mother in that very moment, in fact. James knew that Austin had been

with Christine, had seen it with his own eyes. Now he wondered if it had happened again. Mother and son had

gone together to the camp showers. What went on while they were there? Something had occurred, for certain,

to make Christine and Austin run back to the camp and demand that the family leave so suddenly.

James felt anger, jealousy. Then shame. He was getting used to that cycle, too. After all, if he couldn't stop

fucking Molly, why was it fair for him to judge his wife for being with Austin? In fact, it worked out perfectly since

it gave James license to keep sticking it in...

No. James wasn't going to let himself think that way. He turned and looked to the far side and his eyes caught on

his oldest daughter, Lexi, as she took down the third and final tent. The girl was a perfect mix of her parents: she

had Christine's tight body, deep green eyes, and small breasts. But she had her father's height and dark hair.

James had been with Lexi, too. He wasn't proud of it, knowing what it looked like when both his little girls

reached their ultimate, illicit peak. But he couldn't stop picturing it either.

Lexi looked back at her father, shyly. Something spun precariously behind those verdant eyes. James knew that

Lexi had fucked her brother as well as her Dad. And then there was what had happened at the lake. They'd gone

there to wash up. To cool down. To prove to themselves that they could be in control of these insane urges.

They'd met a group of college kids in the water. But instead of slowing things down further, the young group

seemed to make the situation even worse. James ended up fucking Molly right in front of one girl. And Lexi had

been with a strange boy and girl over on the lake shore. That's what had set this off, this mad dash to clear the

campsite. Bad enough to be doing what they did -- a whole family fucking each other in a crazed orgy -- worse

now that the world might know what was going on.

And just like that, James knew any hope of having a normal life was over. There was nothing left to do but run for

help and hope that someone could fix him. Fix his family. Oh God we're so fucked up, James thought.

Austin threw the last of the tents into the back of the SUV. The car looked like it had been stuffed full by a

deranged, blind person, but it was finally, completely packed. James sprinted to the car and climbed in. He heard

the rest of his family do the same. He didn't even look to check that they were all there. He just jammed the keys

into the ignition and fired up the engine.

The car roared to life and with it, James felt a strange sense of relief. He was taking action, finally. The A/C blew

cold on his face. James hadn't realized how much he'd been sweating. He felt his chest loosen like he'd been

holding his breath for hours. Maybe he had been. He looked over to the passenger seat to share that sense of

relief with his wife. Only Christine wasn't in her usual spot.

Instead of his wife's short, straight blonde hair and green eyes, James saw a cascade of golden ringlets and pale,

almost gray, blue eyes. Molly. The beautiful blonde grinned at her father in a way that made him think she was

either about to cry or jump his bones.

James glanced to the backseat and saw Christine, holder of eternal shotgun privileges, had ended up perched in

the middle between Lexi and Austin. In the chaos of their escape from the campsite, the Campbells had chosen

quite the nontraditional seating arrangement.

Christine seemed to catch James' confused eye and she smiled. A bit pained, but still affectionate.

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"James, honey?" Christine again. James looked up and realized they were still sitting there in the

running car, going nowhere.

"Sorry," James said, "Sorry, sorry, sorry." He took his foot off the brake and he felt the car pull

forward. The whole family seemed to relax as they rolled down the dirt road and headed for home.

Finally, escaping to what they assumed was safety.