1. Jake's Magic Remote, Part III - Karma Chamele


    Date: 10/29/2017, Categories: Sex Humor, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: WriterJim, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    NOTE: This story is intended for adults only. It includes elements of voyeurism, time stop, non-consent/reluctance, ince$t, and mind control. If you are offended or upset by this sort of thing, please do not read it. The story is fiction and any resemblance to real persons or events is either coincidental or the result of artistic liberty. Feedback and positive criticism is welcome, as are suggestions and requests. ------------------------------------------ Sarah got home only a few minutes after the food was delivered, and the f****y sat on the couch together to eat in front of some mindless television. Jake sat in the middle, acutely aware of his now-fully-clothed daughter’s body so close to him. He kept seeing her in his mind, gloriously nude and splattered with his cum. Swallowing hard, he looked in the other direction at Sarah, his wife. Sarah was much shorter than Jake and Petra, with broad shoulders and wide hips. She’d been very overweight early in their relationship, but when Jake started getting in shape, she followed suit. He was immeasurably proud of her transformation; now she had an hourglass figure and a firmness all over that really couldn’t be beat. She was like a tiny Amazon, a pocket-sized She-Hulk. She had fair skin and brown-blonde hair, pale blue eyes and a beautiful smile. Her breasts were wonderfully large, a fact she didn’t mind showing off by wearing low-neck tees, and Jake’s greater height afforded him a nice look down at her cleavage.It was ...
    almost a good enough look to make him forget about his daughter’s breasts, round and perfect, with the water beading off of them. Sarah smiled up at Jake. “What have you two been up to this afternoon?” Jake felt himself blush when Petra leaned against him and answered, “Just watching TV and hanging out, mom.” Jake smiled nervously and nodded. “How was your day?” he asked, hoping to change the subject. Sarah groaned. “Don’t even get me started. We have this huge order to do, and the truck didn’t come in until almost noon…” After years of marriage, Jake had learned that “How was your day?” was husband-code for “Please tell me everything that happened so I can nod and smile for half an hour.” Jake leaned back, one hand running through his wife’s hair as she continued talking. He really did love her, even if they didn’t have sex nearly as much as he would have liked. He had no doubt about her feelings; her libido had just never been up to his. But then, he’d never had the ability to stop time before… Petra kissed her parents good night and bounced her way upstairs a couple hours later, and Sarah put on a movie. Jake snuggled in close and smiled, one hand on the remote in his pocket. Once the movie was running and his wife was distracted, he stopped things. First, he pulled up Sarah’s shirt. She’d taken off her bra and changed into looser clothing after dinner, and her breasts - F cups, believe it or not - hung bare underneath. “Hung” wasn’t really the right word; Sarah had almost as ...
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