Wendy's Incestuous Obsession

As you make your way to Wendy's room, you think about what just you just made happen. As much as you have been manipulating things to make the Owens women become attracted to you, seeing Wendy eat out her own mother was a major turn-on for you. And thus, you come to a decision of what your next move will be.

You knock on Wendy's door, and hear her shout from the other side, "J-Just a second!"

The sound of hurried rustling comes from the other side of the door, followed by a drawer slamming shut. Several seconds later, she finally answers the door. She looks a little disheveled, as if she had just thrown on her clothes quickly. She also seems to be chewing some gum.

"Hey," you say to her casually.

"Hey," she mutters back, red-faced and not looking you in the eye.

"Your mom said you have some mouthwash in your bathroom," you say to her, "May I...?"

"O-Oh yeah, sure," she says, stepping aside to let you enter her room, "Come on in."

You enter her room and take a look around. There's nothing too special about it, other than the fact that it has an attached bathroom to it. Not wasting time, you make your way to the bathroom, and luckily find the mouthwash on the counter. You take a swig of it, gargle, then spit it out into the sink. Turning back to the bedroom, you see Wendy siting awkwardly on the edge of her bed, still not looking at you. You act like you are washing the backwash out of her sink, but in reality you focus on Wendy and give your command.

After what just happened, you can't stop thinking about your mother's pussy. You realize you enjoyed eating her out, and want to do it again. You will know wanting to give your mom cunnilingus is wrong and will be ashamed of it, but this desire will only get stronger throughout the morning, and you will eventually get to the point where you will want to do whatever you can to bury your tongue in her snatch again, not caring if I'm there to watch.

You turn of the water and go over to the younger woman. Her shameful posture doesn't seem to have changed, so you decide a bit of prodding would be fun.

"So, do you want to talk about what happened in your mom's room?" you ask, sitting down next to her on the bed.

"Um... n-not really," she mumbles, her eyes not looking up from her knees.

"Are you sure?" you ask again, "It looked to me like you didn't mind me watching while you ate my cum out of your mom's pussy."

At this her face goes red as a tomato, and she clenches her hands on her knees, "S-She thought I was you..."

"Yeah, but I couldn't have done half a good of a job as you did," you say, causing her to tremble slightly, "Nor do I think I would have enjoyed it at much."

At this, the redheaded girl turns to you and pleads, "Please, you can't let her know I did that! It was so... I don't know what came over me. I just... needed it."

"Needed it?" you ask in an amused tone.

"Y-Your cum, I mean," she stammers, a hint of doubt creeping into your voice, "Y-You were already spent, s-so it was the only way I was... seriously, please don't tell Mom. If she knew I ate her out like that she'd-"

You interrupt her by taking her hand into yours and assuring her, "I won't say a word."

"Thanks Dylan," Wendy says quietly, a sheepish smile on her face. It seems like your old command for her to have a crush on you was still in effect.

Suddenly, the latch to her door turns. Wendy quickly pulls her hand out of yours just as her mom peeks into the room.

"Wendy, I'm making breakfast, so wash up and get your butt out here," Cathy says, before glancing at you and saying, "You're welcome to join us if you want, Dylan. I'm making pancakes."

"That sounds lovely," you tell her honestly. You now realize that you were so excited to test out the Sapphire that you completely skipped breakfast, and your stomach was finally starting to take notice of that fact.

Wendy gives her mother a confused look, "What gives? You told me you didn't feel like cooking earlier and that I should get cereal!"

"Yes, well, you'd be surprised how much exercise can work up an appetite," the older woman replies, shooting you a flirty grin before saying in a lower tone, "Don't take too long."

When she closes the door, you grin and turn to Wendy, "Seems like your mom's got a bit of a crush on me."

"Yeah," she grumbles dejectedly, before standing up and saying, "I'll meet you at the table. I need to use the restroom."

"Alright," you say, holding back a chuckle at the obvious jealousy Wendy was displaying. Thing was, you weren't entirely sure anymore whether she was jealous of her mom or you.

Either way, you know that after what just happened, breakfast with both mother and daughter present is going to be very interesting, regardless of whether you decide to use the Sapphire again or not.