Candace Can't Win (Incest, Impreg)

Story by andromeda

Tags: Major: Incest (Mother/futa daughter; sister/futa sister), Impregnation (via said incest), Young Teen. Minor: Breastfeeding/lactation; semi-forced sex (consensual rape?)

A quick story I pulled together on a whim and an on-again-off-again fascination with Incest/impregnation stories. Blissfully short on plot and complex character development and hopefully long on sexiness, this is quite a departure from my usual style... Kind of more a gonzo-style "everyone must get to fucking as quickly as possible" imperative over my usual "soap opera with hardcore sex scenes" approach.

part one is the intro and warm-up. Enjoy!

Chapter 1 I love Thursdays. It’s the only day of the week during the school year that I get the whole house to myself- from the moment I step off the bus to the moment mom comes home with my sisters, long after dinner time.

Naturally, I spend as much of that time as I can completely naked, masturbating myself silly to the porn I can play on the big screen in the living room with the volume as loud as I want. It’s much better than trying to fap quietly in my bedroom to my tiny laptop screen with no volume, like I have to when everyone’s around.

So, anyway, a little about me before I tell you anything else. My name is Candace, I’m in high school, and I’m a futa. Now, I know what you’re thinking- the fact that I’m a girl with a cock is some deep secret that I have to keep from everybody… Nope! We’re rare, but not unheard of. Most of us are perfectly fine with the world at large assuming we’re ordinary girls until we begin to become… romantically involved, let’s say. Even then, our mates are almost always pretty cool with our extra parts- except the strictest conservative types, that is... but we tend to avoid them anyway.

So anyway, let’s see… what else can I tell you about me, Candace the futa-girl? Well, if you met me in real life you’d probably first notice that I’m pretty small… like five-foot-two can’t reach the top cabinet small. Nonetheless I was blessed with really nice boobs (the second thing you’d probably notice about me if we ever met). They’re a large C-cup on the verge of glorious D-cup status. Maybe if I’m good this year Santa will hook me up! =) Anyway, the other thing about me that people seem to notice are my curves; I’ve definitely got them- which is nice because I’ve got a face like a twelve year old and my body drops a not-so-subtle reminder that I’m TOTALLY not twelve.

Right! Where were we? Oh yeah! Thursdays! This particular Thursday I wanted to tell you about started out like any other. I practically catapulted off the bus, eager to get home and begin my marathon fap-fest. In fact, I’ve been getting so eager on Thursdays that I usually begin stripping before I even get in my house. Usually I get off the bus with four other kids, and we walk and talk and that’s when I’ll usually take off my jacket. Two of the kids turn off at the first street, and I’m left alone with Heather and Nick, the two quiet freshman who just moved onto my block last summer. For them, I’ll pop the top button or two of my blouse, just to see them furtively eying my chest. See, my boobs strain against the fabric of my shirt as it is, and just popping one or two buttons from my top usually results in a total cleavage fiesta. Heather and Nick seem to enjoy it, anyway.

By the time they’ve turned off to their houses, I’m usually walking by myself with my blouse fully unbuttoned, exposing my bra and tight midriff to the world. Once I reach my front lawn and begin walking toward the front door, I pull my bra cups down and let the sun kiss my dark-pink nipples. I swear feeling the sun on my bare nipples is one of the greatest feelings in the world… But not as great as feeling the sun on my stiff, exposed cock, which I almost always have out as I step up onto my front porch, either sticking out from my unbuttoned jeans or from under my hiked-up skirt. Every once in a while I think a landscape guy catches me, but I don’t mind… Actually, I think it makes it hotter when they see me and stop their equipment so they can stare at my youthful body, so naughtily exposed in public.

So on this particular Thursday everything went to plan. I reached my front door tits out, cock exposed, ready to fuck myself to several orgasms- both boy and girl kinds- and pushed into my house. Once inside, I pulled all the rest of my clothes off immediately, leaving them in a pile by the front door, and practically skipped to my room to fetch my laptop. Several minutes later, I was lying spread-eagle on the couch, one hand stroking my thick eight inches and the other playfully feathering my quickly stiffening clit. I felt myself getting wetter as the action on the 60” TV began to heat up. I stroked harder, gearing my cock up for my first orgasm as I let my fingers sink slowly into my hole, my entrance dilating reluctantly to a

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