Bob Parr was Mr Incredible. The man anyone could rely on to swoop in and save the day, putting smiles on everyone's faces. But he felt like a joke ever since he was fired for throwing Gilbert Huph through a wall for praising InsuriCare's greedy and predatory practices. Each and every day, he printed off his resume and pounded the pavement. Every night, he sent email after email, hoping just to be able to get his foot in the door. The retired hero was beyond desperate for work at this point. The only way he could keep his family afloat was by dipping into his savings more and more each day. He felt ashamed that he couldn't protect and provide for his family whenever he saw his bank balance.
Being a provider meant the world to the blond giant. He could at least save his family if he couldn't save the day.
So, Bob was more than stunned when he got a callback for the position of Team Leader for DevTech's Insurance Department. It was a role and position that Bob had applied for after a particularly sour day, believing that his record at InsuriCare and his lack of a letter of reference would have killed the application outright. "H-hello... this is Bob Parr." The broad mountain of a man stuttered out as he held the phone in his hands.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Parr, I'm Winston Deavour." Bob froze at hearing the CEO of DevTech was calling him personally. "I hope this is a good time." Why's the CEO calling me? I-is here to offer me a job, blacklist me, m-mock me? What? What do I say!?! Bob thought as he felt his voice catch in his throat. "Mr. Parr, are you there?" Winston called out, pulling Bob from his thoughts.
"I-ahh, yes! Yes, this is a good time," Bob said with a cough. He turned to look at Helen and their kids, feeling excitement and trepidation grow within him. "M-may I ask why you are calling?" Bob asked as he reached out and took Helen's hand.
"I am calling to offer you the job," Winston eagerly answered. "However, I'd prefer to talk about the specifics of your new position in person if that's okay with you." Those words felt like Bob had been struck by lightning. He quickly rushed out of his tiny closet office to find Helen, a fat grin on his face as he mouthed the word "job" to her before turning the phone onto speaker.
"Sure, sure, sure; w-when would you like to come by to discuss the details of the position?" Bob asked, trying to hide his excitement at his luck finally changing.
"Oh, I can do it right now if you're happy to do that." Winston's words were punctuated with three sharp taps at the Parr Family's front door. Bob and Helen made their way to the door and opened it, revealing the bright-eyed and optimistic billionaire himself. "It is great to meet the both of you." Winston grinned as he made his way toward both Bob and Helen.
"Both of us?" Helen asked.
Winston nodded. "Absolutely! I-in fact, you both being here will make this meeting run incredibly smoothly."
Bob raised an eyebrow. "How so? I-I mean, what would my wife have to do with my job?"
"Well, what do you know of the Appeal for Supers Bill?" Winston asked.
"Isn't that the big push from private lobbyists to reinstate Supers after the Syndrome's assault on Metroville with the Omnidroid?" Helen rhetorically asked Winston as she stood by Bob. "Why is the Bill important for Bob's job?"
Winston's grin turned into a big smile as he snapped his fingers and pointed to Helen. "That's the exact one! She is a firecracker!" Winston said to Bob. "Well, I'm interested in it because I am the person who spear-headed it!"
Helen raised an eyebrow. "And?"
"And I am looking for the perfect Super to really sell the Bill to other lobbyists and politicians," Winston answered honestly. "The big thing that pushed Supers underground and has kept them there is perception!" The billionaire stressed. "No one saw the battle with Bomb Voyage; no one saw Buddy Pine forcing himself into a situation he was not equipped to handle; no one saw the homing bomb trailing after a 10-year-old boy. Y'know, what they did see?"
"The crashed train!" Bob bitterly grumbled.
"EXACTLY! The only people who know what saving the day is like are Supers!" Winston emphatically announced. "Metroville needs heroes, and people need to see what heroes truly do for them."
"So... how exactly do I fit into all of this?" Helen piped up, giving her husband and Winston a pointed look.
"Optics," Winston answered. "Sure, having Mr Incredible prove how great heroes would be good, but the memory of the Metroville Express bombing would be hard to work around and, in some cases, could work against my Bill." Winston gave Bob an apologetic look as the towering man looked dejected at having his dream dashed by his past failure. "But Elastigirl! The heroine who stopped Xerek thwarted Madame Feline in all her heists and was a voice for an entire generation of women. She is the perfect candidate to represent the Bill!"
"So... You'll give Bob the job if I agree to be the Appeal for Supers Bill's poster girl?" Helen asked, her voice tinged with cynicism. "How do we know we can trust this offer?"
Winston wrung his hands as he heard Helen's sharp concerns about his approach. "Trust me, I have no intention of manipulating or using the both of you. I want Supers back; my parents would still be alive if they hadn't gone away. Without you and Mr Incredible, no one would have stopped Syndrome or the Underminer." The billionaire pointed out the benefits of their actions. "For Bob, the job comes with 120,000 a year after tax, company car, and housing."
Bob's mouth fell open at hearing what his proposed salary would be. "A-a hundred and twenty thousand... a year." His voice sounded far away as he tried to process going from working 8-10 hour days at minimum wage to a luxurious six-figure income. "W-what kind of car, and why new housing?"
Winston smiled as he saw the shock and awe on Bob and Helen's faces. "Yes, a nice six-figure income with an accompanying bonus based on customer satisfaction. Oh, and whatever car you want, I will happily pay for your company car in full." Winston remarked as he gestured to the several car enthusiast magazines on the coffee table. "Also, for the new housing perk... that's to ensure clear and secure communication between us as we work together to advertise and lobby for the reinstatement of Supers to active duty." Winston reached into his suitcase and pulled out several sheets of paper, including a photograph of a strikingly beautiful mansion set over a cliff flanked by lush gardens and a flowing waterfall. "This will be your new home, and don't worry, it will stay yours long after Supers get reinstated."
Bob didn't even need to think before he picked up a pen, signed the contract in front of him, and happily shook Winston's hand with a smile.
By the end of the week, the Parr Family had packed everything from their tiny, suburban house into a moving truck. Bob, Helen, and Jack-Jack sat in the tiny cabin while Violet and Dash were seated on a couch in the back of the van surrounded by bookshelves and bed frames. "We're sorry you guys have to sit all the way back there," Helen called out. "But we didn't think we'd have so much to pack away. If you want, we can wait and call Lucius so he can drive you to our new home."
"Helen, I'm renting this truck by the hour," Bob grumbled under his breath. "I'm not exactly made of money right now."
Violet eyed her brother as she heard her parents talk to one another. Her gaze fixated on the swollen bulge of his half-hard cock as it throbbed and twitched. Ever since their dad had gotten a new job, the incestuous pair hadn't had a real moment to enjoy themselves. And Violet planned on making up for lost time. "Yeah, Mum! We can't just wait around." Violet stood up, practically shoving her ass in Dash's face. "We've got more than enough space back here. We don't need to wait for Lucius."
"What if the ride gets bumpy? How will you be alright?" Helen pressed.
Violet hooked her fingers into the waistband of her yoga pants while smiling at her mother. "It's okay! Everything's strapped down; if anything happens, I can create a forcefield. Besides, we're already packed; we wouldn't want to waste time... right, Dad?"
Bob nodded with an excited smile. "Vi's right! We're here, packed, set, and ready to go! What music do you wanna listen to, princess?" Bob asked as he revved the truck's engine
Violet just giggled, using the rumble of the engine to mask the sound of her pulling her spandex pants down. "Oh, I have movies on my laptop. You, Mum, and Jack-Jack can have all the fun you want, Dad." Violet leaned backwards and buried her brother's face under her pussy. "I'll make sure that Dash d-doesn't get fussy or complain the entire trip."
Violet watched her Dad beam with pride and give her a thumbs up. "I knew I could count on you, princess."
"Dash," Helen called out as she buckled Jack-Jack into his chair. "Are you okay with that? Just being alone with Vi, it's going to be a two-hour drive to our new home."
Violet quickly pulled herself off of Dash and let the panting blond slowly stand up so he could answer their mother's question. "Y-yeah... I-I'm okay with just b-being with Violet."
"Well, now that that's sorted, everyone buckle in because we are moving." Bob half-shouted as he turned the radio on to some classic rock station.
Violet effortlessly threw up her forcefield as guitar riffs and drumbeats filled the truck. She could have all the fun she wanted, and their parents would be none the wiser. "So, did you enjoy your snack?" Violet coyly asked as she slowly pulled her yoga pants back over her bouncing booty.
"W-why'd you do that?" Dash yelped out as he angrily spanked his sister's fat ass. "They could have found out! And we could have gotten into so mu-."
"But they didn't, so we aren't in trouble." Violet purred out as she straddled her brother. "It's okay, I thought of everything." Violet rolled her hips, grinding and humping against Dash's swelling bulge. "Just let go of all that frustration. Don't you want big sis to make you feel good?"
Dash's body responded before he could think, his hips rising to meet Violet's as his sister dry-humped him. "B-but... our parents c-could see!" The blond grunted out as he fought against every fibre of his being to worship his sister's curves.
Violet just rolled her eyes and kissed Dash. Her lips ghosted across his once, twice, before she buried her brother underneath her and forced her tongue deep into his mouth. "They can't see... not with that bookshelf in the way... we'd have to fuck standing up for them to see." Violet purred into Dash's ear in between, lavishing Dash with hot, wet kisses. "Hmmm... God, I love tasting myself on your lips."
"Oh, they can't." Violet grinned against Dash's kisses. "I've perfected my forcefields. They're completely soundproof." Violet traces her tongue across her brother's lips. "Even if they weren't blasting music, they wouldn't hear a damn thing from us. Just like they don't hear me waking you up in the morning, when I help you with your maths homework, or whenever we have a family movie night." Violet's eyes shimmered with lust and pride as she referenced each and every time that they had fucked each other, all while their parents were entirely unaware. "Now, do you want big sis to make you feel good?" Violet asked as she unbuttoned Dash's jeans and dragged her fingers over the throbbing bulge in his underwear.
Dash could barely think, let alone find the strength to speak. Seven straight days of being unable to cum left the middleschooler hornier and needier than ever, and Vi wasn't helping him; Dash could hear and feel his balls churn and gurgle, desperate for release. Finally, Dash managed to grunt. "Yes... Y-yes, please, j-just stop t-teasing me!" Which was all the slutty ravenette needed to hear; with a speed that almost made Dash jealous, Violet ripped off his pants, underwear and wrapped her hands around his throbbing, pre-drooling pillar of dickmeat.
"I bet you are just loving this," Violet purred as she kissed up and down Dash's neck, pulling whimpers and grunts from the blond as she worked her hands from the tip to the base of his shaft, smearing precum all over it. "Feels good, huh? Almost like you're fucking me, slamming this big, fat, hole-stretching cock deep into your big sister." Violet moved her hands faster and faster and tightened her grip as she gave Dash the handjob of a lifetime. "I bet you just wanna cum and cum and cum, don't you?"
"Y-yes... oh fuck yes, I-I do." Dash gasped out as his hips slammed upwards, trying to fuck his sister's hands as he felt his orgasm roil and bubble within his heavy, swollen balls. "G-god, I just want to fucking cum!"
Violet smirked like the Chesire Cat when she created a second forcefield around the base of his dick, a psychic cockring. She could feel his cock swell as her brother began to buck into her sinfully soft palms like crazy. "I-I'm..." Dash grunted out. "I'M G-GONNNA CUUM!" Dash shouted as he hammered his hips into Violet's hands, but Violet's psychic power held against the power and speed of his thrusts. "W-what? W-why can't I cum, I-I wanna cum! I WANNA CUM!" Dash weakly howled as he tried to fuck Violet's hands even faster.
"Oh, I tell you when to cum, little bro," Violet coyly told Dash. "When that psychic cockring around this beast, you'll just have to do everything I say if you ever want to empty those big, fat, backed-up balls." The psychic highschooler softly cupped and massaged Dash's churning and gurgling nuts. "I want you on the verge of losing your mind before I let you cum." Violet slowly brought the tip of Dash's cock to her lip, and she traced the tip of her tongue across his cockhead. "I want you begging to worship me, to do whatever I want, when I want, no questions asked." Violet's voice was sultry and firm, flirtatious but with a bold, darker edge to her words as she sandwiched the throbbing monster between her tits. The sight of utter submission and need on Dash's face, alongside the power and control she had over him, left Violet shivering with pleasure and anticipation.
"I-I'll do anything, j-just let me CUM!" Dash hissed out as he started to roll his hips so he could fuck his sister's tits. All the blond could think of was his sister and her body. How he wanted-no needed to be deep inside her, fucking her with all the power he had until he couldn't feel anything anymore. "W-what do you want m-me to do?" Dash asked as he felt his body tense up as he tried to cum only to be stopped by the tight forcefield wrapped at the base of his cock.
Violet's answer was to peel away her clothes and smother Dash and his cock with her naked body. "I want you to be honest... I've heard you talk in your sleep." Violet's voice was soft as she slid her tits up and down Dash's cock. "You love me, don't you, Dashie?"
Dash's face went bright red as all his dreams flooded to the forefront of his mind; from hearing his sister beg him to get her pregnant, getting caught mid-orgasm, becoming lovers and becoming utterly shameless as they spend the rest of their lives on Nomanisan as nudists, to fucking all over their school and avoiding being seen by anyone. The blond gulped as he tried to think of something, anything to say, but his body's need and the miasma of his fantasies were clouding his mind. "Y-yes... I-I love you." Dash finally answered.
"Good, because I love you." Violet confidently responded. "In fact, I don't I could go on without you and this," Violet happily wrapped her lips around the head of Dash's cock, before releasing him with a loud, wet POP! "I think I'd go crazy without your cock, and I am a woman of my word." Violet winked at Dash as she crouched over Dash and guided his cock until it rested up against her wet, drooling slit. "Now to give you your reward." Violet purred as she slammed her hips down, stuffing her cunt with every last throbbing, thick, veiny inch of Dash's dick.
Dash's world exploded. Pleasure, ecstasy and need surged and roared through him like a hurricane; all he wanted and needed now was release, and now he was going to get it. His hands wrapped around Violet's hips and sunk into the wobbling plush of her fat asscheeks, pulling his older sister down onto his dick with as much force as he slammed his cock deep into her pussy. PLAP PLAP PLAP Each thrust left Dash a mewling and moaning mess, entirely unable to process Violet's words and confession to him properly. All he wanted was to fuck and cum and fuck and cum for the entire car ride. The speedster groped at and spanked Violet as he felt her tighten and cling to him, ecstasy flooding his mind as he wrapped his lips around his sister's tits, determined to drive Violet crazy with the same white-hot bliss searing through him. "S-so good... oh fuck so good... so tight..." Dash groaned as he felt Violet's pussy become a sinfully tight velvet vice as his big sister came all over his fat cock.
Violet was in heaven. Every hammering thrust crashing against her cervix left the psychic riding orgasm after orgasm as she felt Dash turn into her perfect little blond fuck machine. Oh, this couldn't h~have gone any more pe~perfectly! Violet barely managed to think as she came again, drenching herself and Dash in her juices. The ravenette could see the love and bliss on her brother's face just before she buried it in her tits. "OH~! You've been so good to me, making your big sister cum so much." Violet purred as she felt Dash hammer his cock deep into her pussy. He's just like me, utterly addicted~ "I can feel your love, it's so strong, so pure, you deserve a reward for being so honest with me." Violet lifted her tits off of Dash's face and cupped his chin in her hands and made her brother look her in the eye. "No more cockring." was all Violet said as she freed Dash's cock from her tight psychic ring.
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If Dash felt like he was swimming in erotic bliss before, now free of the cockring, it left him feeling ecstatic to the point he felt like lightning was racing across all of his nerves. He needed to thrust harder, faster, and deeper; he needed more of this utterly intoxicating pleasure as he stared into the lustful pleasure-drunk face of his sister as he hammered her cervix flat and speared deep into her womb. With every breath he took, a crashing waterfall of lavender and Violet's natural musk and sweat crashed down against him, riling the blond up as he grit his teeth to fuck Violet for as long and as hard as he can. Bliss and tension built within him as he felt his balls groan and churn, eager to make him erupt and empty everything everywhere. He couldn't tear his eyes away from Violet's, watching his big sister be completely swallowed by her own orgasmic bliss. A bliss that he himself wanted to feel more than anything. "G~Gah... Violet, g-get up, I-I'm about to cum!"
Violet just grinned down at her brother as she leaned forward and curled her tongue against his ear. "Nope. I want you to cum in me."
Dash was stunned by Violet's words and barely had enough strength to keep his focus. "What!? Are you crazy?? T-that's going too far, isn't it? What if you get pregnant?!"
Violet couldn't help but giggle. "Ha... Remember when you teased me for being afraid to do anal on the island? Well, look who's afraid now?"
"T-that's completely different!" Dash grunted out. "Y-you've gone completely overboard since we came home! I thought it was supposed to just be our one-time little secret on the island! B-but you've tried to fuck me under the bleachers, in the backyard, when Mum and Dad are home, and right now, d-during car rides!!"
Violet just basked in hearing her brother highlight just how depraved and shameless she had become since their time on the white sands of Nomanisan Island. "I know, right? I used to think it was so wrong, but now I can fuck him without a second thought! And I know that he loves it too, doesn't he?" Violet slammed her hips down and stuffed every trembling, throbbing inch of cockmeat into her womb and used her psychic power to massage Dash's balls. "Buuuut, if you don't want to, I guess I'll just get o-" Violet's teasing tone vanished when Dash wrapped his arms around her fat ass and forced her back down onto his cock. "Dash?! Wait!! I was just bluffing!! You can't cum inside me! You know our rules!!!"
"Yeah, right! You can't fool me anymore! You just tell yourself all these silly rules, but really, you wanna let your little brother have his way with you!! So, I'll cum where I wherever I want!!" Dash spanked his sister as he finally stopped holding back. His hips became a blur as he flipped their positions, pinning Violet against the couch as he tried to fuck his beautiful, slutty older sister through the faded green piece of furniture. His hips crashed and thundered against his sisters at speeds he didn't know he could move at. There wasn't a single thought in Dash's head but to lose all control and fuck like a some kind of crazed lust-filled beast, he wasn't going to stop until his over-full balls were completely and utterly drained deep into Violet's holes; and even then he'd still try to keep fucking his sister. The power Dash felt as he watched Violet desperately try to hold onto her mind as he turned her into his personal fleshlight was what finally pushed the blond into erupting and painting the inside of his sister's womb white.
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Violet trembled as she felt the gushing flood hammer against the walls of her womb, causing her belly to bulge and distend from the sheer enormity of her brother's load. Her arms and legs shivered and shook as the most powerful orgasm the ravenette had ever felt crashed through her; her cunt gushed and squirted like a hose as her brother hammered and pounded her pussy like crazy. Nothing else compared to the intoxicating and addictive maelstrom she was pulled into, each thrust, each time Dash pulled in and out of her tight pussy, made her feel like she had cum a hundred times in a single second. Violet had been addicted to her brother and his cock before, but now, she could never go a day without it. OH MY GOD... M~MY BROTHER... IS ACTUALLY CUMMING INSIDE MY WOMB... A~AND... I FUCKING LOVE IT!!! Violet as she wrapped her legs around Dash's hips, pulling him in tighter and causing him to release another roaring deluge of jizz deep into her overstuffed womb. "Don't stop... Oh fuck, don't stop, Dash! FILL MY PUSSY UP~!!! I'M ALL YOURS, LITTLE BROTHER!!! HAVE YOUR WAY WITH YOUR SLUTTY, BROTHER-FUCKING SISTER!!" Violet ecstatically wailed as drool and bubbles spilled from the edges of her mouth.
Dash kissed his sister on the lips as he lay atop her, enjoying how tight she felt around his dick as well as admiring the streaking mascara that ran down her cheeks, if only for a moment. "My balls are still full. You are going to make sure that by the time we get to our new home that they're empty." His voice was dark and full of authority. "Then you are going to sneak into my room after dinner and stay there," Dash added as he ran his thumb over Violet's plump, plush lips. He didn't wait for Violet to answer before he pulled his cock free from her pussy, unleashing a geyser of dense jizz that crashed down against Violet's face and hair, plastering half of her face as he pressed his cock against her puckering asshole and slammed forward.
Helen and Bob were happy to be out of the truck as they pulled into the driveway of their new home. "Oh, that cabin was so tight and cramped." Helen sighed as she rolled her neck, using her powers to undo all of the cricks she had gotten from the long drive.
"I know what you mean. I can't wait to have you help me stretch later." Bob chuckled as he unbuckled the cackling little Jack-Jack from his car seat. "I wonder how Violet and Dash held up? I mean, two whole hours and not a single fight, that's a miracle!"
Helen rolled her eyes at Bob's insinuation before moving to the back of the truck, where she unlocked the roller door and threw it open. This revealed her daughter slowly trying to towel off a thick, heavy-looking white substance from her face. "Vi, what happened?!" Helen's shout caused Bob to rush over to check on his little princess.
Violet blushed a deep red as she stared at the concerned looks on her parent's faces, unable to think of an answer to their question. "Oh, I can answer that!" Dash shouted out as he appeared from behind the couch. "Vi was tired from staying up late preparing her room for the move, and she tried to moisturise during the trip. Dad must have hit a bump or something because before I could blink, Violet was covered in the stuff."
Violet quickly nodded. "Y-yeah, it was a bottle I-I had gotten from a friend. I'll just use some of my babysitting money to pay her back and apologise."
"Oh, there you go." Bob said, satisfied with their answer.
"Honey, wouldn't you rather just buy your friend a replacement?" Helen asked, eyeing her red-faced daughter and her haughty, over-confident son.
"I-I wish I could, but it was like total specialty item. Limited release." Violet quickly told her mother.
"It's fine. They made a mess, cleaned it up, and Vi is going to make it up to her friend," Bob softly said to Helen. Let's take the victory that they were able to be alone with each other and didn't kill each other." Bob kissed his wife on the cheek before handing her Jack-Jack. Dash, you can take your sister upstairs and help her clean herself up. I'll handle the furniture."
"Got it, Dad!" Dash said with a mock salute before picking Violet up in his arms and zipping off into their new luxurious home.
Helen sighed as she strolled out of the shower and slid into a warm, fluffy bathrobe. She was deep into the campaign trail, changing lives and opening minds one saved day at a time. "Winston sure knows how to treat a VIP," Helen whispered to herself as she poured herself a glass of champagne. She took a sip and enjoyed it as she slowly made her way to her desk, sitting on a chair and opening up her laptop. She could feel her heart hammer in her chest as she watched the screen light up and a soft jingle play as the machine turned on. The talented heroine felt paused if, for just a moment, anticipation and anxiety froze her in place as she tried to think of any kind of way of explaining away the changes in her two oldest children other than her one sole suspicion. Helen poured herself another tall glass of champagne as she powered through her nerves, opening the program that connected her laptop to the several spy cameras that she had planted all over her house, including in both Dash and Violet's bedrooms. I... I just hope I'm wrong, oh how I want to be wrong so bad... But I wasn't born yesterday, I know what cum looks and smells like, Helen thought as she clicked her mouse, pulling up the feed of Violet's bedroom.
"Oh, I can't wait to see what he thinks of this!" Violet purred to herself as she stood in front of her mirror, admiring herself in a purple bikini that was beyond obscene. The top barely covered her nipples and the bottom disappeared completely between her bouncing asscheeks. "Oh~! I just know that he won't be able to think straight once he lays eyes on me." Her hands crashed against her cheeks, moaning as she swayed and danced, gyrating her hips and squeezing her breasts like a pornstar for no one but her mirror, and secretly, her mother.
Helen froze in her seat as she watched the depraved display, unable to look away as her daughter lost herself in her own performance. W-where did she learn this!? I-I don't even know she could bend like that! Helen's mind reeled as she watched Violet fold herself in half and watched her pert, round ass ripple and clap. M-my sweet Violet... w-when did you change? A-a-and who for!? Who makes you want to dance like this!? Helen's thoughts spiralled as she downed another glass, alcohol soothing her anxiousness as her eyes burnt every intimate curve, sway, and ripple of her daughter's breasts and buttocks into her mind. S-she's... almost as big as I was at her age... The thought came, unbidden, as her hands glided over her mature curves as she continued to spy upon her daughter as she limbered up for "him".
Violet slowly stopped her dancing, strutted across her bedroom, and pulled out a bottle of baby oil. Her tongue glided over her lips as she made her way back to the mirror. She slowly adjusted her lewd swimsuit, showing off a tiny halo of her areolae as she blew herself a kiss. "But just in case, there's no harm in using my... secret weapon." With a well-practised flick of her finger, Violet opened the bottle, drizzling the slick, shimmering liquid all over herself. Her hands groped and fondled herself, shamelessly moaning as her fingers sunk deep into her tits and ass. Her skin glistened as her knees wobbled as she teased her fat, beaded nipples with one hand, and started to finger herself with the other. "O-oh god! I almost can't contain m-myself! I... oh I ~need~ him here and now!" The lustful ravenette pulled her hand up to her glossy, plump lips, licking her juices off of her fingers.
Helen felt her breath hitch in her throat as she continued to watch. She couldn't look away, Violet seemingly hypnotising her with her body and voice as she finished another glass. "Say a name... please, baby, just say a name!" Helen whimpered as she shifted in her chair, robe coming undone as she leaned forward. "Y~you just have to say Tony's name... then, then mummy can stop watching," She pleaded as she felt her hands twitch as she watched her daughter paw and play with herself so wantonly, feverishly. If only Bob pawed at me like that... like he used to, Helen thought as she licked her lips as she waited to see what Violet would do next, oblivious to her own nipples hardening or how her slit quivered with need. "Just... say Tony's name... say it for mummy baby..." Helen softly whispered to her laptop, her face glowing flush as she continued to unconsciously leer at her daughter.
Violet barely managed to pull her hands off herself, biting back a keening whimper as she tore her gaze from the mirror. She dove into her bedside table and pulled out a tiny container of pills. "As much as I wanna carry his baby, I don't wanna have to explain this to Mum either... good thing she left these just lying about." Violet popped the container open and dry-swallowed two tablets before placing the container on her bedside table. "Now I'm ready," Violet whispered as she strutted out of her bedroom.
Helen froze at Violet's commentary and enhanced her spy camera on the container of pills, and felt her breath freeze in her throat as she realised her daughter had stolen her birth control pills and was... using them. Her body quivered as she realised that Violet was only using them because she didn't have a good enough lie prepared for HER. "S-sweety..." Helen moaned. "Mummy gets it... Mummy understands... girls have needs... dirty, slutty needs... You could always talk to Mummy." Her eyes glazed as her own fingers found her pussy and her aching nipples, sending waves of pleasure through her body as the glasses of champagne unwound any reservation or restraint from the elastic heroine. "Just gotta see who makes my baby girl so horny... then... then I can stop watching." Helen drunkenly told herself as she followed her daughter on her spy camera as she finally emptied the champagne bottle.
An accidental click of the mouse caused Helen to lose track of Violet. "Noo... Mummy needs to know... Needs to know if you're Dash's dirty, cock-sucking sister slut," Helen drunkenly mewled as she sloppily tried to find Violet again, the feed on her laptop changing until she was staring at their new pool. Just as she was about to tap away, Helen watched Dash in nothing but a scarlet red speedo erupt from the water. Her eyes grew wide as she took in every sculpted fibre of muscle and how her baby boy's speedo wobbled and groaned as it fought to keep the gargantuan swell of his cock and balls covered. It turned the boiling heat within Helen up several notches, pushing her to start fingering herself as she watched her son pose and flex right in front of her camera. "Ooooh~! Did... did you know you're bigger than Daddy?" Helen softly purred as she zoomed in on his crotch, admiring and lecherously leering at her boy, temporarily forgetting just why she was using her spy cameras to begin with.
Helen's ogling was cut short when who would step into frame, but Violet. The brunette held her breath as she watched her daughter grin as Violet wrapped her arms around Dash and kissed him. She heard every groan and whimper as their tongues battled each other. Drool connected their lips to one another as they pulled away. "Oh dear! If you don't take off your speedo, you'll rip it in half!" Violet gasped as she reached down, massaging Dash's balls as his dick angrily throbbed, begging for attention.
"Hhrrngk... t~then take them off!" Dash growled as he whipped his hands across Violet's big beautiful asscheeks. "Take responsibility for making me hard before I take you myself."
Helen felt a rush of vindication, shock, and undeniable lust at seeing her suspicions proved right. Entirely unable to look away as Dash turned Violet's rippling cheeks red as she freed his cock, before he made her kneel, slapped her face his cock before burying it deep in her throat.
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Helen found herself drooling as she watched her son throat-fuck his older sister like she was some penny-an-hour backalley slut. Especially with a throbbing pillar of dickmeat that truly looked like it was just slightly larger than Bob's. "He... he's still growing," Helen moaned. "W-when he's older... he'll be twice B-Bob's size... no woman will be able to handle him..." Her fingers pinched harder and plunged deeper as she eagerly, drunkenly, lustfully watched her children fuck like animals.
Dash's face shifted as he slammed deep into Violet's slutty mouth, power and dominance shifting into biss as soon as Violet's thick lips crashed against his crotch. His big sister's tongue drove him crazy, dancing across every throbbing vein of his cock as her throat drew him deeper and deeper into the hot, tight wet hole of her throat. "Fuck~! You look perfect like this!" His hips moved faster and faster as he gripped Violet's black hair. "Like you were fucking made to take my cock." Lust saturated his voice as his balls slapped against his sister's throat, and his hips slowly turned into blurs.
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Violet went limp, focusing all of her energy on Dash's cock, what wasn't being jammed deep down her gullet was being massaged and teased by her psychic powers. Any sense of seductive control or dominance evaporated as she tasted Dash on her tongue. The ravenette loved hearing her brother compliment her, it made Violet slurp and suckle and gag and drool harder than ever; she wanted-no needed his praise. No one could her feel like as beautiful or as erotic as Dash could; she needed to be his, his one and only. There wasn't a thing she wouldn't do for him if he asked her to. She looked up at him, eyes watering, mascara running down her face, spittle and precum spilling from her lips and down her chin and gargled out. "Aah wurve oooh dddrrrisheee!" The hum and vibration of her words pushed her brother over the edge as he hammered her face into his crotch repeatedly.
"F-Fucking cumming!!!" Dash roared as he bottomed out in Violet's throat. He smothered her face against his crotch as his balls rolled and churned as he poured an eruption of thick jizz deep into Violet's belly. SPLURT SPLURT SPLURT He watched Violet's eyes roll back as her belly swelled with each gargantuan blast of cum he fired down her throat. As he pulled himself free from her throat, he painted her face white. "God! You look so beautiful covered in my jizz. What I'd give to make you look like this all the time."
Violet grinned as she felt his seed crash and spray against her face and run into her hair. "Gwah... hah... well, there's no need to stop now! You can keep going until Dad gets back with Jack-Jack," Violet drunkenly purred out. "Paint every inch of me, inside and out! I'm yours Dashie, I'm your slutty, huge ass, fat-tiddied, incest loving, brother fucking whore of an older sister." She winked at Dash as she kissed the tip of his cock, giggled as a geyser of precum spilled over her lips. "And even after Dad gets home, you can always sneak up to my room for Maths tutoring." Her eyes dazzled with mischievous glee. "I just love hearing him and Mum praise me for being so good when I'm being just so absolutely ~naughty~!" Violet mewked as she slipped two fingers into her pussy before bringing them to her lips to lick clean.
Violet winked at Dash as she slowly rose up from her knees, pushing herself against him, burying his face deep in between her tits. "I just know that one load isn't enough for you, Dashie, so why don't you mount your sister and breed her? I found a fertility drug in Mum's drawers, and my womb is going crazy!" Violet lied as she kissed Dash tenderly on the lips, their tongues whipping and coiling around one another as the ravenette wrapped her thighs around Dash's cock as it throbbed and pulsed until it was drooling pre into the swimming pool. "Oh my~! You really like hearing that, don't you? Want me waddling about with a big belly? Bet you'd jump at the chance to dote on me, taking responsibility as I grow bigger and rounder and ~needier~." A smirk on her lips as she felt Dash crash his hand on her ass as a thick stream of pearlescent stream of precum burbled from his cock.
Within the blink of an eye, Violet was pressed into one of the pool chairs as Dash clambered atop of her, pressing his cock against her aching slit, and slammed down into his sister. His thrusts were wild, fast, and drilled deep into Violet's sopping wet cunt. He felt her body tighten around his cock as pussy-juice spilled down Vi's thighs in floods as his balls spanked and slapped her clit like crazy. PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP "FUCK! FUCK! FUUUUCK!!! YOU'RE SO FUCKING TIGHT!!!" Dash howled as he got lost in the ocean of wobbling, jiggling assmeat as he hammered and battered against Violet's cervix. His mind was ablaze at her words, unable to think of anything else but his big sister deep in the throes of pregnancy, which made his hips slam harder and move faster until they were a constant blur. "GET PREGNANT! GET PREGNANT! GET PREGNANT! GET FUCKING PREGNANT!!!!"
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Dash's balls swelled as they churned up a massive load for his sister. His thrusts became jerky as he bottomed out inside Violet, flattening her cervix and stretching out her womb. "G~GET... F~FUCKING... ~PREGNANT~!" Dash snarled through clenched teeth as his orgasm hit him; flooding Vi's womb with eruptions of jizz as his balls tensed and gurgled. Each white-hot blast of cum fired from his cock made Violet's belly swell and distend until the pool chair began to tremble and protest against the burgeoning dome of her midsection. As he came, Violet squealed and moaned beneath him, her cunt gripping at his cock to try and keep him from pulling back to thrust into her as she gushed and squirted like a sprinkler every time he thundered against her hips. He grabbed at his older sister's hair, making her look up at him as he kissed her, forcing his tongue into her mouth as he rode out the last moments of his herculean climax.
He spanked her ass as he pulled his cock free from her pussy with a lurid POP! leaving her pussy stretched and gaping as rivers of his dense, thick cum flowed out of her and into the pool. "Well... I'm going to go get a snack. Don't forget to clean yourself up before following me, I don't think Dad will buy that we spilled mayonnaise all over the carpets twice in one week."
"Y~yesh... Dashie~." Violet mewled out as she tried to sit up, only to flop onto the pool chair as she felt an orgasmic aftershock ripple through her. "I-I pwomith not to make a mess inside." The ravenette cupping her hands around her gravid middle as more of Dash's jizz spilled out of her quivering slit.
the tinny echo of glass echoed out through Helen's tiny hotel room as the empty champagne bottle finally slipped free of Helen's trembling and stretched asshole. The drunken milf had fully given into her dark and wanton feelings that bubbled within as she watched her children fuck. She whimpered as she felt her gaping hole pucker, eager to feel her slam and stuff the thick champagne bottle back deep inside her as she continued to watch Dash and Violet's depraved activities. "I... I was right... You are fucking each other..." Helen slurred out as she grasped the neck of the bottle, admiring it for a moment before she pressed it against her achingly wet and drooling slit. "But if you needed someone... someone to help you deal with being a growing boy... Mummy could help you... Mummy should help you... because Mummy can be as tight as you want, and you can fuck Mummy pregnant for rules if you want." Helen hit a button, making the spy cameras replay everything she had just seen, licking her lips as she prepared to use the bottle of champagne to masturbate with and drench herself in her juices over and over again until she finally passed out.
Things were definitely going to change once Helen returned from this little trip of hers.
"Really!? You're going on a massive business trip!" Helen gasped, putting on her best acting voice at hearing Bob's excitement to begin jetting all over the US selling Hero Insurance. Helen already knew of the series of conferences and symposiums that Bob was front-lining because of Winston. The chipper businessman had told her on their way back from their successful lobbying campaign.
"Yeah! Boy, it'll be rough riding, travelling across the US helping build Super Insurance and the policies behind it. But boy!" Bob's eyes flashed with vigour. "It feels like I'm already back to being Mr Incredible!" The large man grinned as he performed a flexing pose, his large muscles causing his clothes to softly groan in protest.
"Well, I shouldn't keep you from saving the world." Helen smiled as she kissed Bob on the cheek and gave him a tender hug. "I see you're already packed." The brunette pointed at the several pieces of luggage sitting behind Bob.
Bob smiled as he returned Helen's hug. "Yeah! Winston said he wanted to capitalise on your work as quickly as possible. So, he wanted me prepped and ready to mobilise the moment you got back." Bob reached out and gripped the handle of one of the larger suitcases. "I wish I could stay and enjoy having you back here, but there's a world I have to save." Bob softly chuckled as he gave Helen a cheeky pinch on the ass. "But we can enjoy our time together once I get back."
"I'll definitely be here when you return, Mr Incredible." Helen winked at Bob as she watched her husband gather his luggage and walk out the front door. She waved him goodbye, blowing her husband a final kiss. She even gave a lilting giggle as Bob caught her kiss, gave her a wink and was out the door.
The moment she heard the soft rumble of Bob's convertible come through the closed front door, her tender smile melted away. She no longer needed to continue the act; now she was free to act on the thoughts and plans she'd been brewing ever since she watched her son utterly ruin his sister. For the next eight weeks, it would just be her and her children, a thought that left Helen smirking. She idly ran her tongue over her glossy, plump lips as she slowly sashayed through her home. Things were going to change, and Helen was going to enjoy every last moment of it. I won't just be watching… not anymore. With a cock as big as Dash's he needs a more mature touch, Helen mused as she slowly made her way to her bedroom, eager to dress into something that will catch her son's attention when he and Violet get home from school.
She stood there, confident and proud, a fixture of power and beauty, staring into her reflection in the mirror. Her hands shifted and glided as they cupped and squeezed, weighing and measuring herself as she admired her body, top down and front to back. Finding a growing sense of pleasure and satisfaction from every probing touch and almost self-conscious exploration of her body, Helen wanted to make Dash's jaw hit the floor before making his pants follow after it. Her mind flicked back to how her daughter could barely keep her hands off her own body. Well... She is her mother's daughter after all. If you've got it, why not flaunt it? Helen mused before she decided that her usual look of a conservative, long-sleeved white shirt and sturdy mom jeans just wouldn't cut it. So, she effortlessly glided her hand down her top, undoing every button of her plain white shirt, and letting it fall off of her; freeing her black satin bra and the two bountiful, heaving globes they barely contained. Though, why should Dash settle for a knock-off when he can play with the original? Helen thought as she slowly unbuttoned her jeans, pulling them down until she was nothing but her lingerie.
"This will be too obvious," Helen remarked, tenderly squeezing her breasts, watching them wobble and almost spill out of the straining cups with every little touch she gave them. "If I want to seduce Dash out from underneath Violet, I certainly can't play my hand too loudly until I'm ready to pounce." Her voice was low and conspiratorial, as if her speaking too loudly would cause Violet to hear of her depraved incestuous plot. "Though, thanks to watching Vi with my cameras, I know just how to get Dash running red-hot!" Helen gave a dark chuckle as she pivoted, standing on the tips of her toes and looked over her shoulder; admiring the soft clap of her asscheeks as her round, ripe swells collided into one another. "Like father, like son. Dash likes big, curvy girls with fat tits and even fatter asses."
Helen's hand came down like a whip, striking her ass over and over until her cheeks were a dusty pink and her pussy was trembling with want. She let out a tiny purr as she felt her own juices spill and drool down her thighs from her aching slit as her mind flooded with visions of her taking Violet's place: feeling Dash's hands in her hair, choking her on his cock, him suckling on her nipples as he fucks her stupid, pulling her clothes off and mounting her whenever and wherever he wanted. ~FUUUUUUUUCK~!!! Dashie~! Look at what you've done to your Mummy! Helen shivered as her body jiggled with anticipation. Taking a steadying breath, Helen marched to her walk-in closet, knowing exactly what she needed to make her son harder than a steel girder. Inside a tiny black box at the far-end of her closet was an "anniversary" gift Bob had bought her: a set of specially designed red spandex clothes, practically lingerie crafted by the textile genius of Edna Mode. The fabric was a prototype that was used in her supersuit, so it could stretch, to a degree. Oh, these will do~! Helen grinned as she made her way back to the mirror.
Helen threw off her black bra and panties, loving every wobble and ripple of her breasts and her asscheeks as she admired her beautiful, sculpted, and mature body. "Oh, Dashie~, Mummy cannot wait to have you all over her, under her, and ball's deep inside of her." She blew herself a kiss as she slid the spandex micro shorts and tighter-than-skin-tight top over her curves. The pressure made her shiver in delight as the spandex accentuated the heft and swell of her hourglass physique. Oh, hehehe… Dashie won't be able to keep his eyes off of me! But… I think I can still catch more of his attention… Helen groped at her breasts, pinching her nipples until she was left mewling, looking at herself through half-lidded eyes. Every twist and pull made her tits grow larger and heavier, only stopping when she went weak in the knees from how sensitive she was becoming. "N~now… now to even myself out." Helen licked her lips as she turned to admire her ass as she mimicked a video of Violet dancing for Dash. Her hands high above her head as she sunk down into a low squat, her eyes glued to the mirror, watching every wobble, shake, bounce and jiggling ripple of her asscheeks as each CLAP and CRASH grew louder and louder as they swelled and thickened until the spandex of her micro shorts began to dig and sink into the overflowing plush of her assmeat. Her body was wracked by how sensitive she had become, Helen clung to her bed to keep her stable as she adjusted to how aroused and needy she felt after modifying her body. "~Ooooh~… ~ooooh~… ~aaahn~… Oh, Dash, Mummy can't wait to see you." Helen confidently said as she rose back to her feet.
Helen couldn't wait to surprise her children with her new look before stealing Dash away. She was excited at the idea of teaching and goading her golden-haired son into stretching and reshaping her body with his cock until he was fully and completely addicted to her perfect elastic body. Time just simply flew by for the milfy beauty as she set the final things she needed to prepare for tonight: dressing up long enough to get Edna to take and babysit Jack-Jack, then threw out all of the condoms Violet had hidden throughout the house, and finally, reclined on the couch, ass in the air as she waited to hear the door open.
Helen's pulse quickened as she heard that tell-tale click of the lock turning and the door swinging open. She held her breath and arched her back, exaggerating and accentuating her ass. "Mum! Mum, me and Dash are hoo-what the fuck!?" Helen paused at hearing Violet's confused wail, and quickly changed tactics.
"Oh, hey there Vi," Helen smirked as she pulled herself off the couch and swayed toward her to daughter, ogling her daughter as she hugged Violet, "accidentally" smothering Violet deep in the valley of her tits. "I missed you so much!" Helen said as she smelt the musky tang of jizz on her. "You're still using your friend's expensive moisturiser; your skin looks so good~! You'll have to tell your mother exactly where she gets it." Helen loved how Violet sputtered, struggling to find anything to say to her as her face turned red like a cherry.
"Woo~! Today was stressful, I can't wait to kick back and relaaaaaaaa…" Dash's boisterous energy collapsed into a weak sound as Helen could feel his eyes focus and laser in onto her fat ass. "M-Mum… are… are you… ummm… I-umm…. Okay?" Dash stuttered and stumbled as he tried to focus enough to speak.
Helen bit her lip as to suppress a moan as she could just tell that the spandex and her massive ass had the perfect effect on the middle-school speedster. "Oooh, this old thing?" Helen coyly asked as she let her daughter come up for air, as she whipped a hand over one of her cheeks. "I was a little hot and wanted to try on something a lot more… freeing. What do you think Dashie~? Do you think your Mummy looks good dressed like this?"
She wasn't expecting or looking for him to answer. All Helen was looking for was the soft sound of his clothes fighting to hold back his cock and the hulking bulge stretch and distend the front of his short as she flaunted and posed for Dash. All it took was a soft jiggle of her tits and supple shake of her ass before she could see that she had Dash under her spell. "I-I… I-mean ummm… w-what was the question?" Dash stuttered out as he tried and failed to meekly try and hide his growing boner or his leering, lingering gazes.
"M-Mum! Ummm… a-as fun as this has been." Violet butted in, standing in between Helen and Dash. "B-but Dash has a-umm… big maths assignment due and I-I promised to help him once we got home." Helen watched as Violet's eyes flickered down at her breasts before the ravenette tried puffing hers out to compete with her.
Oh, she is so fucking adorable! But no Vi, dear… Mummy's home and what Mummy says, goes, Helen proudly thought as she bent over and pretended to look for something in a cabinet. "Well, if that's the case, I can't let my sweet boy fall behind. Okay, Dash! It's Homework Time, so you can go up to your room. I'll be there to help you in a sec!" Helen looked over her shoulder, taking in the open-mouthed gawking of her son, the very clear and undeniable throbbing bulge in his pants, and her daughter's shock and indignation.
Violet finally found her courage as she weakly cleared her throat. "W-what do you mean, Mum!? I-I usually help Dash with his homework! It's our Sibling Bonding Time!!" The ravenette argued. "I've been helping Dash since before we moved. I know exactly how to teach him and how he learns and remembers things!"
Helen gave a simple and vague nod, barely acknowledging Violet's passionate argument, though she made no effort to back down. "I don't doubt that, but you shouldn't worry, Vi. Dash is just dealing with problems that are just far bigger than what you can handle." She said, lightly tapping her daughter on the nose before pressing a finger against her lips, silencing her daughter. "Trust me, there's only one person in this house capable of teaching Dash everything he needs to know about huge, hard, and long math problems, it's me." Helen then turned to look at her son and made a shooing motion. "Dashie, be a sweetie and go up to your room, now."
"I-I… understood." Dash squeaked out before he vanished up the stairs.
"There's food in the fridge Vi," Helen informed her daughter as she pulled her finger off her daughter's lips. "Have whatever you want. I think I am going to be busy all night long." She chuckled before she happily followed Dash up into his room.
Violet was just left standing in the middle of the dining room, stunned, shocked and completely bewildered at everything that had just happened. Though one thing bubbled to the surface of her mind: frustration. As for whatever reason, their mother had determined to ruin their nightly fun of her teaching Dash until midnight. SHIT!!! How am I gonna fuck Dash with Mum hovering over him all night!? Violet mentally screamed before she shook her head and, as quietly as she could, skulked up the stairs to spy on her mother and brother.
Helen grinned as she stood in Dash's room, seeing her son flustered and struggling to look at her, finding the desk full of textbooks and notes far more fascinating. "Well, now that we're alone, I think it's time for us to get to studying." Her eyes shining with delight as one of her hands stretched out behind her, locking the door behind her, and the other shoved all of Dash's school work onto the floor. "So… tell me, have you started doing Sex Ed, yet?" Helen coyly asked as she sat on Dash's desk and tilted his chin up, filling his vision and burying his face in her breasts. "Well, what do you know about sex?" Her gaze sinking down as she heard the tell-tale POP! of the top button of Dash's shorts, his clothes losing the battle at keeping his monstrous cock contained. "Do you want your Mummy to teach you everything about sex?" Helen moaned into his ear as she traced her fingers over the throbbing and twitching bulge that hung between Dash's legs. "I can show you things you couldn't even imagine."
Dash could only whimper at Helen's touch. The tension about being found out and seeing his mother's sensual touches and body stuffed into the straining red spandex made everything his mother did to him feel ten times more intense. He knew what his mother was after, Dash could see the glint of hunger and perverse glee in her lidded eyes as she left him trembling and fucking the primal urge to have her kiss him as she jerked him off, painting them both in roiling waves of his cum. But knowing that his mother was looking at him and was touching exactly the same way that Violet would when she teased and seduced him into fucking her over and over again. As another button on his shorts ricocheted around his room with a sharp PING! he found his voice as his shorts groaned and struggled, almost ready to rip in half. "M-Mum… i-is this really okay? I-isn't it w-wrong to do this?" Dash shock as he rocked his hips, his unbidden desire to feel his mother grip and hold his cock and massage his balls overriding any sense of shame or confusion he was feeling.
Helen couldn't help but admire her son's honesty, but not nearly as much as she admired the gargantuan serpent desperately trying to rip his pants in half. "Hmmmm~ Did you really think fucking your sister every singly night is okay? Or did you think mounting her out of the pool chairs and drilling so deep into her cunt that you leave her whimpering as rivers of molten cum pour right out of her was right? You certainly weren't concerned about it being okay when you stuffed your cock deep into Vi when we drove here in the moving truck?" Her tone was tender but firm as she slunk down into a deep squat and pulled Dash's pants down to his ankles, letting his pillar of cockmeat crash down against her face, spraying precum all over her hair, down her back, and across his desk.
She expertly traced her tongue across every throbbing cockvein she could feel as Helen watched Dash tremble, fighting at his shame for being caught as an incestuous sister-fucking bullstud, and his primeval need to drain his balls deep down her throat. "Its okay," Helen kissed his cockhead, tenderly driving her tongue into his urethra, tasting his raw and roiling masculine essence as she looked up at Dash with an expression of love and raw devotion. "I'm not mad, honey, I understand it. It's okay, I can see just how your bodies are maturing. Violet's getting my curves, I bet you loved how she jiggles and bounces, you can barely keep your hands off of her. You, you're growing this big, thick, massive, ~throbbing~ cock!" Helen punctuated her words by effortlessly wrapping her lips around Dash's angry, precum spewing cockhead and throated his entire cock in one single motion. Winking up at Dash as his body pulsed and twitched as she used her elastic strength to turn her throat into the perfect vibrating onahole for him.
Dash's face fell slack before the pleasure screamed through him and he clenched his teeth, desperate to hold off on cumming instantly down Helen's throat. "I-I… W-what!? H-how!?" He managed to choke out as he tried to start hammering his hips into his mother's sinfully tight and perfectly wet throat. Only for her to ensnare him with her arms, pinning him to his bed.
"Guffaahh! Hah… Hah.. Spy cameras." Helen panted out as she released Dash with a lurid slurp. "I wasn't born yesterday sweetie, Mummy knows what cum smells and looks like. So when I was away, I hid cameras in every room and area of the house." Helen used her power to tease and taste Dash as he trembled in the net of her stretched limbs. "I saw her wake you up with her throat, I saw every Maths tutoring, sports training, and drama play recital you two ever did. I even watched you desperately try to breed your sister stupid by the pool." Her tone became sultry and husky as she let Dash spray her face with precum, her lustful, playful smirk still on her lips as she had Dash writhe underneath her. "Like I said, I'm not mad, I understand the need to experiment. I'm experimenting right now," Helen playfully grinned as she released Dash from her limbs and peeled her micro shorts right off. Without a word, she mounted Dash, pressing the tip of his dick against her aching, needy, sopping wet, juicy pussy and slammed her hips down. "Aaaahnn~! Already as big as your father… FUCK!"
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Dash had been edging all day due to Violet's instruction, and to lose control and hammer against his mother's cervix as white-hot pleasure seared through his mind, felt incredible. So his world was set alight as his body moved on autopilot, no desire! He loved Violet and he truly loved fucking her, their romance starting from a onetime thing until they couldn't function without being with each other. But everything Vi could do, their mother could do better. She was tighter, take more of his cock at one time, even her tits and ass were practically twice Violet's size. More than that, due to Helen's elastic power, she could take more, endure more, and that lit a competitive desire within Dash. He wasn't just as big as his dad; he was better than his dad, and he would prove it. "F~Fuck! S~so tight! Gonna fuck you so hard~!" Dash's hips rocketed up, crashing up against Helen's, slowly gaining speed until legs were a complete and utter blur.
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"~OOOOH FUUUUCK~!!!" Helen drunkenly squealed as her belly bulged and distended with each and every cunt-quaking thunderous collision between them. H-He's better than Bob! What has Vi been teaching you!? Helen screamed inside her head as she found herself gushing and squirting all over Dash, which only seemed to encourage to jackhammer deeper, faster, and harder into her cunt. She could see the need, the want etched deep into Dash's face as she blew him a kiss. "Go on baby, fucking cum. Show Mummy just how big your loads are." Her sultry coo was enough to push her son past the limits of his willpower. She felt the orgasmic bliss of his cock swelling, stretching in all the best ways possible just before Dash unleashed a roaring eruption deep into her pussy, desperately trying to slam into her womb. "Oh, baby! You came nearly three times as much as your dad," Helen shivered in delight as she felt how much Dash pumped into her as well as how hard he still was. "Okay, Dashie~, here's what I want you to do: forget about morals, about right and wrong and be a good boy for mama and put a baby inside her~!"
Which was all Dash needed to hear to push her face down into his bed, mount her like he did Violet, and turn her arms into reins, as he slammed and thrusted his fuckhammer deep into her over and over again. Every single movement he made left Helen cumming her brains out as every inch of her body rippled and quaked as he pistoned against her cervix. "YOU WANNA GET PREGNANT~! VI WANTS T~TO BE PREGNANT~! I'LL DO IT! I'LL GET YOU FUCKING PREGNANT!!!" Dash roared as he felt his balls tighten as he finally battered down Helen's cervix, finally entering deep into her womb. He could feel her belly bulge and punch deep into his bed with each and every thrust as he forced his mother to look at him as he kissed her.
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His orgasm was the strongest he had ever felt, not stopping or slowing down for a single moment as he erupted and flooded his mother's womb over and over again. Each churning blast as so intense it felt like he was cumming while he was already cumming. Loving and growing even more horny as he watched Helen's belly swell more and more until she was resting atop of it. "Hah… Hah… Hah… H-how was… that?" Dash asked as he spanked Helen on the ass.
"Perfect. You are perfect." Helen purred.
Violet whimpered quietly as she tried using her power to create a psychic dildo shaped like Dash's cock as she listened in on just what Helen was teaching her brother. I can't beleive that bitch! She's p-planning on stealing Dash from me! Violet venomously thought as she pressed her ear to the wall, wanting to hear more and bring herself to orgasm, just once. But just as she was about to pinch her nipples and ride her psychic sextoy, Dash's bedroom door swung open and the first thing Violet saw was her mother's immensely gravid and swollen, cum-soaked belly.
"Oh, Vi, just the girl I was looking for," Helen smiled as she caught her naked, trembling and shameless as she ached with need. The milfy brunette softly patted her belly, rubbing it in her face that the loads Violet had Dash churn up for her were inside her mother. "Turns out I think Dash is going to be a bit of a genius and he's going to need a tutor capable of truly helping him handle his big, heavy, throbbing problems. Dash will not you or your kind of... tutoring ever again." Helen gave Violet a knowing look before turning and waddling back into his room and locking the door behind her.