Nancy

You burst into the hospital room, overwhelmed by worry and confusion. Your gaze falls upon your dad's motionless body lying on the slab. Before you can fully process the fucked-up reality, his eyes snap open, mistaking you for Melissa.

"Holy shit," the dad's body croaks, sounding disoriented. "Melissa, what the hell are you doing here?"

You shake your head, frustration building within you. "No, it's not Melissa. I'm her boyfriend, and I got stuck in her body. This whole situation is fucked up beyond belief."

The dad's body's confusion dissolves as he comprehends the bizarre predicament. He furrows his brow, taking a moment to gather his thoughts.

At the same time, Nancy steps forward, her voice filled with uncertainty. "Um, I'm Nancy, your girlfriend's mother. Can someone please explain what the actual fuck is going on here?"

Nancy's eyes bore into yours, a mix of arousal and discomfort evident in her expression. She begins to recount the sickening scene, her voice laced with a tinge of hesitation and desire. "Uhm.... I can't believe I'm fucking remembering this, but I need you to hear it. It was my husband, wearing my goddamn daughter's sluttiest clothes. That sick piece of shit squeezed into that skin-tight dress, his ass hanging out for anyone to see."

As she continues her depraved recollection, Nancy makes sure to emphasize the twisted details, her words savoring every filthy moment. "And then, just fucking imagine it, I fucked his tight asshole with a cock. His ass, clenching tight around me, pleading for more. I thrust into him with ****, feeling him give in to the pleasure and the pain."

Nancy's voice trembles as she looks at you, a mixture of confusion and curiosity in her gaze. "What the fuck are you doing?" she demands, her voice a mix of disbelief and raw temptation. "Why the hell is this turning you on, you sick fuck?"

You're caught off guard by the intensity of Nancy's words, your own twisted desires bubbling to the surface. "Sorry, Daddy. Just couldn't fuckin' help it," you stammer, your voice betraying the perverse pleasure you find in Nancy's twisted recounting.

You're looking up at Nancy, her cock throbbing in your mouth. You can't help but blurt out, "Want me to stop... Daddy?"

Nancy smirks down at you, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "I didn't say that," she retorts, her voice dripping with both amusement and arousal. "You're just not good at it yet, but don't worry, I'll teach you."

Your heart races with a mix of nervousness and excitement as Nancy takes control.

Nancy looks down at you, a devilish glint in her eyes. "Alright, listen up, baby," she purrs, her voice dripping with seduction. "I'm gonna guide you through every fucking step of this blowjob. I want you to please me like a good little cock-slut."

She takes a deep breath, steadying herself as she starts giving you explicit instructions. "First, I want you to wet your tongue and swirl it teasingly around the head of my cock. Drive me fucking crazy with your tongue, tracing circles and flicking that sensitive underside."

You eagerly follow her instructions, your tongue eagerly exploring every inch of her throbbing member. You can't help but moan as you taste her, feeling her pulse against your wet mouth.

"That's it, baby," Nancy encourages, her voice husky with desire. "Now, take me deeper. Open your mouth wide and let me slide in inch by inch. I want to feel your throat around me."

You obediently relax your throat muscles, allowing Nancy's cock to push deeper and deeper, until you're taking her all the way in. The stretch and the sensation is overwhelming, but you're determined to please her.

"Fuck, that's good," Nancy groans, her voice thick with pleasure. "Now, start bobbing your head up and down, never breaking the rhythm. Take me in and out, using your lips and tongue to drive me wild."

You follow her instructions, bobbing your head with a steady pace, your lips tightly wrapped around her shaft. As you suck and slide, you can't help but revel in the way her moans grow louder, encouraging you with every filthy sound.

"Remember to use your hands," Nancy reminds you, her voice breathless with desire. "Stroke me while you suck, feel the texture, the heat. You're mine to command, and I want you to pleasure me in every fucking way."

You comply, your hand sliding up and down her shaft in perfect rhythm with your mouth. The combination of your wet mouth, skilled tongue, and firm grip pushes Nancy closer to the edge.

"I'm getting close, baby," Nancy gasps, her grip on your hair tightening. "Keep going, suck me harder. I want to feel that sweet release building inside me."

Driven by her words, you increase your suction, your tongue working overtime to bring her over the edge. And just as you feel her pulsating and tremors shaking her body, Nancy's voice explodes in a crescendo of pleasure.

"Oh, fuck! Yes! I'm cumming!" Nancy cries out, her orgasm crashing through her like a tidal wave. You feel the hot, salty surge fill your mouth, the taste both overwhelming and addictive.

As Nancy catches her breath, her body still pulsating from her orgasm, a wave of realization washes over her. She looks down at you, her eyes wide with a mix of confusion and newfound desire.

"Oh, fuck," she breathes out, her voice filled with a mixture of surprise and desire. "I just realized... My husband must be one hell of a cocksucker. He sucks your dad's dick all the time."

Her words leave you stunned, your mind reeling with the forbidden knowledge of this taboo connection. The very thought sends a surge of twisted desire through your veins.

Nancy's voice quivers with a mix of curiosity and lust as she continues, "I can feel it, the memories coursing through this body. The way my husband expertly takes your dad's throbbing cock into his mouth, the taste, the pleasure."

She takes a moment to gather herself, a wicked smile creeping across her face. "You must be thinking, who the fuck are we really? Whose body am I in? Whose body is my husband in? It's a deliciously filthy mystery, isn't it?"