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Family Group Incest Novels

Title:  The Domino Theory

Series:  N/A

Author: Baron LeSade

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Publisher:  Baron LeSade

Language: English

Length:  62,000 Words

ISBN:  9781311459701

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The Domino Theory


Slipping the heels on her feet, she teetered over to her bed and sat down. Nothing to do now, but wait, she anxiously thought picking up the bottle of CC and splashing another couple of inches in her glass. Better turn off the light. Don't want anyone to suspect anything in case one of the kids had to get up for a glass of water or something. Flicking off her light, she sat on the edge of the bed sipping on the CC waiting. When would he come, she nervously wondered? Later, she laughed to herself at the pun. Of course he would. She could barely see in the soft glow of the night light. Scooting over to the headboard, she leaned back against it and waited some more. She could hear every cricket, every single katydid playing their fiddles outside her window. All her senses were on key. Everything seemed heightened, even her sense of feel as she felt her clit throbbing and pulsating down between her legs.

Smiling to herself, she reached down and slipped her hand down under the shimmering blue satin and quickly found it with the tip of her finger. God she was sensitive, she winced as she felt a shiver of excitement tickle up her spine when she touched it. She couldn't remember being so sensitive in such a long time.

Laying in her bed, sipping on the whiskey, gently teasing her achingly-sensitive clit, she listened and waited. She realized she wasn't breathing and her heart was pattering away like a runaway snare drum down inside her chest. Consciously, she began to breathe again and thought she heard something. Was it him? Was it Jason? Or was it something else? Restlessly, she listened even harder as her breathing stopped once again. Then she thought she heard the catch of the doorknob being opened. Was it? Or was it something else? Her skin was crawling as she fitfully waited.

Flicking off the night light, she pretended to be asleep just in case it was one of the other children.

Let it be him, she begged. She couldn't take much more. Now the only light was the dim glow of a street light filtering in through the window as she intently stared at the outline of the door. She thought she saw it move. All at once, she saw the dim outline of a man's body furtively slip around the door and into her room. Then the door quietly closed.

"Mom?" she heard a timorous, masculine whisper.

"I've been waiting—" she whispered back as her heart leapt into her throat.

He was here! She couldn't believe it was actually happening. Her heart was singing, leaping, bounding around inside her chest like an acrobat.

She could just make out the outline of his body as he crept toward the bed with his arms sweeping the air in front of him. Quickly setting her almost-empty glass on the nightstand, Carol scooted over toward the middle of the bed to make room for him. Then the bed shuddered as he bumped into it.

"Come on in…the water's fine," she softly giggled,

"Yeah—" Jason snorted as they bed lurched under his weight when he crawled up on it.

"I can't see," he complained as Carol felt a groping hand brush against a trembling breast.

"Feel your way then—" she told him, arching her back and thrusting her breast against his fumbling fingers.

As she felt his fingers exploring her breast through her thin gown, she reached out and suddenly found herself with a handful of stiff, rock-hard cock. God, it felt like a fucking baseball bat, she reveled as her fingers explored its impressive girth and length.

"So big—" she whispered, curling her fingers around it and giving it a rough squeeze.

"For you…" Jason grunted, his hand moving away from her breast, down over her heaving belly and up under her gown to the weeping wetness between her legs.

"Yes—" Carol hissed, spreading her legs, opening herself to his probing, searching fingers.

You fucking slut, she admonished herself. And Jason was no longer the shy, frightened boy of this afternoon. In fact, he was taking charge…



Coral becomes a wealthy widow after a construction accident takes her husband, a filthy-rich, lonely widow, raising a daughter of seventeen and two young boys. Her husband's former partner, Hank, provides everything needed when it comes up. Well, almost everything—until Hank's wife passes with ovarian cancer. Suddenly Carol and Hank find themselves both widowers with one thing leading to another; dating, marriage, and consolidating their horny families in one big house.

eBook TAGS    Incestuous Family, Brother Sister Incest, Father Daughter Sex, Mother Son Sexual Intercourse, Forbidden Love, Taboo Activities


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