Feeling sickened by Nate's words, a lump formed in his throat.
His voice, once an echo of caresses, now felt like an open wound.
In a tone that chilled her blood, Nate replied, "Isn't it obvious?" His gaze fell on his mother, a gaze that made her want to disappear.
"I'll train her from the time she's little. And when she's old enough, I'll fuck her just like I will you."
The words, though expected, resonated with a force that left us breathless.
Her mother, her voice breaking from pleading, barely managed to articulate, "Nate, she's your daughter... we're one thing, but you can't do that to your daughter."
Nate looked at her indifferently.
"I'm sorry, Mom, but I won't let this opportunity pass me by."
"What chance?" his mother snapped, pain laced through her voice. "Are your children just a game to you?"
Nate stared at her and then looked at Larisa, a sick smile forming on his lips.
"Mom, just imagine how fun it would be to take her first time," Nate replied. His gaze never left Larisa's face.
The vision he painted with his words was so real that I felt my body shrink.
Nate began to recount his fantasy in a low voice, but each word resonated with terrifying clarity.
"I would lay her mother on her back in bed, then my daughter would crawl over her, kiss her lips. I would be behind her, penetrating her mother."
A pang of fear and revulsion coursed through him. Nate, finishing his story, looked at his mother for a few seconds. Then his gaze returned to Larisa. "My lips on my daughter's pussy, sucking her juices, my tongue playing with her clitoris."
At that moment, the truth hit me.
Nate wasn't just talking about his daughter's first time, but Larisa's first time.
"After I came inside her mother," Nate continued, his erection brushing the table. Aisha and Marciel, who were sitting next to him, noticed the bulge in his pants.
Aisha blushed and swallowed, feeling overwhelmed by the magnitude of his erection. The thought that one day that cock would penetrate her stirred a small feeling in her that she couldn't understand or ignore.
She knew Nate wouldn't give up on her.
He made it clear that she was his, that he considered her his property.
"I'd take my daughter's body down, put her face in her mother's crotch," Nate continued, lust clouding his eyes.
"Ha... ha, brother"
A moan escaped Larisa's lips.
Somehow, his hand had found its way between her legs, rubbing her wet vagina.
Nate continued to share his fantasy with his mother and younger sister.
Although he has personalized her as his daughter and his wife.
"While she was eating her mom's pussy, I'd put my hands on her pussy," Nate said, his voice a mix of ecstasy and perversion.
"I would open it and with gentle caresses I would prepare her for her first penetration."
His mother stared at him with empty eyes, silent terror reflected in them. He was informing her what would happen if she fell into his clutches. "Nate, son, please," his mother murmured.
With a pleading voice his mother spoke to him.
"Ha.. ha. Ha".
While his mother suffered listening to his morbid story.
Larisa was enjoying it, almost bringing her to climax.
Instead, Larisa moaned with pleasure. His hand increased its speed, bringing her closer to climax.
She had always been ready to give herself to her brother.
She loved him.
She knew very well that her feelings were instilled in her.
Nate always whispered words of love to her.
He guided her towards that feeling, just so she could be his.
She knew very well that she was nothing more than a toy created by Nate.
Maybe since she was born Nate already knew what he would do with her.
I prepare her so that the only man she would have is him and only him.
But she didn't care.
She wanted him, she loved him, there was no one else in her head but him.
At this point Nate had already finished his sick story.
Everyone at the table had finished their breakfast and those who hadn't, didn't feel like continuing.
Different emotions filled the room.
Despair, fear, longing, excitement, resignation.
Everyone felt differently; their reactions upon hearing this morbid desire varied.
Her mother held her head; she didn't know where this absurd agreement would lead her, but she was sure that she would soon find out and she wouldn't like the outcome.
Nash, her older sister, had her arms crossed while a strange smile formed on her lips.
Aisha, his second sister, looked at him in a disgusting way, as if she were looking at the biggest piece of garbage on the planet.
Marciel looked down, resigned to her fate. She was nothing more than a slave and therefore had no right to vote in her life or in his.
Larisa was leaning back in her seat with a satisfied smile. She had wanted her brother to take her for a long time and upon hearing that story, she was filled with emotions knowing what her first time would be like had partly fulfilled her curious perverted imagination.
Nate, on the other hand, is extremely impatient.
He was already excited before, this story only increased his excitement.
Her gaze was fixed on Marciel, he was devouring her with his eyes, his erection was rubbing against the table, his baggy pants weren't doing their job of containing her very well.
Nate stood up, stood behind Marciel, and stroked his cheek.
Marciel trembled as she felt his hand on her face, images of what happened the night before flashing through her head.
Her body remembered the brutal way Nate had taken her for hours, penetrating her, he didn't take into consideration that this was her first time, her vagina was swollen when she woke up.
"Darling," Nate whispered, his lips almost touching her earlobe.
His breath made Marciel feel like hell was coming.
"We have to take a bath yesterday we both sweated a lot" Nate followed these words with a soft kiss on Marciel's cheek.
As Nate finished his prayer, he confirmed to Marciel what was coming.
Surely the last thing they would do would be to take a bath.
But even knowing that, Marciel got up and followed Nate to the second-floor bathroom.
When Nate left, he left his enormous erection visible to everyone; some had already seen it and didn't react.
But Nash couldn't take his eyes off that incredible cock.
Even as she listened to Nate and Marciel's little dialogue, which was sure to end with sex.
When Nate withdrew she lowered one hand and slowly placed it between her legs.
I caress her secret cave for a few seconds and then remove my hand.
When I took it out I noticed that her fingers were incredibly wet.
"Damn, that bastard made me wet."
Nash grumbled, but as he watched the smile never leave his face his gaze shifted toward the stairs Nate had recently climbed with Marciel.
A hint of jealousy crossed her mind and was reflected in her eyes when she thought about how that incredible penis would be destroying Marciel's pussy.
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