Strict and preachy Rachel had a daughter and a son. Misty, from her first marriage, was a nubile cheerleader; Marc, from her second, was a mild-mannered bookworm. Both attended the same high-school. Each day they walked there and back – bonding in conversation along the way. On one such journey home, they talked about Rachel. They felt that she had now become unbearable, and that something needed to be done about her. But they could not think what. As if to confirm their feelings, Rachel was harassing them within minutes of their getting back. She demanded to know why they were not getting on with the homework, complained that they were selfish and irresponsible, and gave them a list of chores to do. Despite this, Rachel was actually in a better mood than usual. Her husband had bought her some beautiful diamond earrings and set up a date for that night. Rachel had a high opinion of herself, and she believed such treats were her rightful due. However, while she was off changing outfits for a church function, her husband phoned Marc. He asked his son to tell Rachel that he would not be able to make his with date her. Something had come up at work. Neither Marc nor his sister wanted to be the one to pass on the bad news. When they called her, Rachel knew something was up. She came straight out of her room, not thinking that she was half undressed. For all her uptight ways, she was an extremely sexy and well-shaped woman. Her unbuttoned blouse testified to this. It revealed her bra – which in turn showed off the cleavage of her big tits. Rachel was furious upon hearing about her cancelled date. She threw her hands up in the air, cursed her husband as a good-for-nothing louse, and stormed back into her room. Hell hath no fury like a Rachel scorned. That evening, Misty and Marc ate in total silence. Because she would not be going out later, Rachel had already donned her nightie. It was tight, black and low-cut. Again her great, big-titted body could be appreciated. Normally, Rachel would have worn a gown to cover her modesty. But she was preoccupied with angry thoughts. She was in no mood to eat either. Instead she knocked back a couple of glasses of wine. After the meal, each of the trio went to their separate rooms. Misty was reading her bible when her boyfriend phoned. He told her that he was thinking about her as he stroked his cock. Misty was so turned on by this that she could not help joining in the fun. She stripped out of the cheerleader’s uniform that she had been wearing all day, then removed her panties. Naked except for her white knee-high boots, she lay back on her bed, spread her legs wide, and began rubbing her hot pussy. Soon she was moaning and writhing with pleasure. Meanwhile, Marc was on his way to ask his sister for help with his studies. He opened her door so quietly that Misty did not know he was there. Marc took a good long look – relishing the sight Misty’s sexy, slender body stretched out on full display. He could tell she was a young woman of sizzling passions from the electrified way she arched her back and pushed out her pert tits while busily finger-fucking herself and rubbing her clit. It was so intense for Marc that rushed back to his own room, pulled out his cock, and started to jerk of frantically. Unfortunately for him, a restless Rachel decided to look in right at that moment. Marc covered himself, but it was too late. Rachel screamed in horror. She yelled at Marc – telling him he was disgusting and that he was grounded indefinitely. Unable to look at him for another second, she hurried off to check on Misty. What she saw there was almost enough to make her faint. Just like her brother, Misty did not have time to hide her antics. Rachel did not believe in knocking on doors in her own home. Now, insanely upset, she confiscated Misty’s phone, gave her a royal chewing-out, grounded her, then walked away feeling as if her world was about to implode. When Rachel reached her bedroom, she took her special nerve-calming medication. It was enough to put her out like a light. In the meantime, Marc had returned to Misty’s room to talk over what had happened. Both siblings decided the time had come to fight back against their mother’s harsh rule. Now, at last, they hit upon a plan of action. They knew that Rachel would soon be in one of her deep sleeps. That meant they could do anything they wanted with her – including gag her and tie her into a chair. Once that was done, Marc and Misty could force her to watch as they fucked each other. Such sexual depravity would cause Rachel the maximum of offence. It might even drive her mad. Misty liked the idea so much that she even suggested Marc get her pregnant. The more wicked she could make things, the better. A short time later, Rachel woke up in just the predicament they had intended for her. Confused and distressed, she struggled and tried to scream. But it was all to no avail. The siblings greatly enjoyed laughing at her and mocking her helpless state. Then they got down to business. Having stripped naked in front of Rachel, they pulled her big tits out of her nightie, and lifted its hem to expose her naked pussy. Together they fondled and mauled her while she squirmed in torment at their violating touches. Presently, Marc and Misty climbed on to the bed. There Misty lay before her kneeling brother and started sucking on his stiff cock. Rachel wept and tried to avert her eyes, but Misty told her that things would only get worse if she refused to watch. So it was that Rachel witnessed every sordid detail of the act. She saw her daughter bobbing her head as she hungrily mouth-fucked Marc’s length. She saw the eager licking and stroking and deep-throating too. Her misery increased further when Marc and Misty moved on to full, penetrative sex. Brazenly, in Rachel’s direct eye-line, the siblings went at in an epic, sweaty fuck-fest that included the doggy, missionary, side-on and cowgirl positions. Their passion was intense. Their moans and gasps and wet-sounding fuck-action drowned out Rachel’s constant sobs. Often they talked dirty – anticipating the moment when Marc would blow his potent cumload deep into Misty’s fertile pussy. That occurred when Misty was riding him on top of him. She bucked and groaned as Marc hit home and filled her up. Afterwards, the pair still has the appetite and stamina for a bit more fun. Misty gave Marc another sucking off – along with a cock-cleaning. Then Marc played expertly with her pussy while she lay stretched out on the floor. It drove Misty wild and left her utterly breathless and satisfied. Yet, even then, there was one last deed to be performed. Marc, ready for his second cum, went over to his mother and jerked his hot creamy load all over her exposed tits. It was the final, horrible humiliation for Rachel. She closed her eyes, flinched, and gave an agonized, gag-muted scream. Six months from that fateful night, Misty was sat sporting a heavily swollen belly. She had indeed become pregnant, and was delighted to be expecting her brother’s baybee. Marc was with her – the proud and smiling father-to-be. Nearby was Rachel. She was nothing like her former well-groomed, disciplined self. She wore a shapeless, filthy outfit. Her hair was wild; her eyes dark with rings. Her speech was a mere, incoherent murmur. She had been ruined by the chain of events set in motion by her daughter and her son. Her husband had left her, and the neighborhood had found out about Misty’s pregnancy. Gone was Rachel’s financial security and good reputation. Gone too was her sanity.
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