Date: Fri, 08 Dec 2023 03:53:02 +0000 From: subslutseven Subject: O Come, All Ye Faithful (Bisexual Incest / Mind Control) O Come, All Ye Faithful Let's keep our favorite naughty library open, shall we, dears? https://donate.nifty.org/ ##### It was the annual Christmas Parent/Child dance and midnight baptism at the Adonai Church of the Faithful. It was the first time my sister and I had catered it. It was also going to be the last time we had anything to do with the church. We'd been told by a friend that the Elders were going to throw us out after New Year's. Okay, sure, maybe we shouldn't have been having sex in the pastor's office, but as we explained to the furious Dr. Rev. Abraham Quinn, incest was condoned in many cases in the Bible, starting in Genesis 2 with Adam and Eve. He didn't buy it, but he didn't kick us out right then, either. His mistake. I uncorked the little bottle and emptied it into the punch bowl. It amused me to see the judgment in the eyes of the parents when they came up to get their little plastic cup and some snacks. Word travels fast in tiny churches. They didn't know about my little addition. They also were unaware that Crystal, my sister, had made all of the cookies and candies using her own little corked bottle. I watched as the party went on. It appeared that some of the folks dancing together had forgotten to "leave room for Jesus," as the saying went, as they were standing very close. I also noticed that hands were starting to roam a little bit. Aaaaaand... bingo! In the shadowy corner behind the stable scene, Shane Johansson, one of the church Elders, had his tongue halfway down his daughter Tina's throat, and his hand was up under her skirt. Tina had wrapped her leg around her dad's waist to give him easier access to her snatch, and she was pumping up and down on one leg as he finger-fucked her. On the opposite end of the gym, the McHenry boys were opening their gift early. Their gift was apparently inside their dad Jeff's pants. The eldest, Scott, had his dad's arms locked behind him while his younger brother Bill wrestled with Jeff's belt and zipper. Jeff leaned his head back against Scott's shoulder as his eldest kissed him hard. Bill finally got Jeff's pants down and started sucking his cock like it was peppermint flavored. Hell, maybe it was. I have no idea what Crystal put in the food. Out on the floor, people had stopped looking for shadows and corners and had just started going at each other right there in front of God and everybody. Rhonda Carlysle was straddling her son Neal, who had his nice long cock balls deep inside his mother as his dad Greg fucked her in the ass. Her blouse was open, and Neal had pulled her tits out of her bra, trying to catch them in his mouth as she bounced on him. Jessie Hayes was bent over the manger with her dress hiked above her hips. Her mother Becky, another Elder, had a thumb in her daughter's asshole and two fingers in her cunt. Her hand was glistening with Jessie's pussy juices, and she squeezed her daughter's small tit as she worked her to another orgasm. I was startled by a big *whump!* to my right. Autumn Leaves (swear to God that's her real name) had pulled down one of the thick gym mats so she could push her daughter Cynthia onto her back. Autumn leaned over to rip open the girl's white blouse, revealing a satin bra that was more decoration than support, since Cynthia's tits were A-cups. The bra was thin, too, showing surprisingly dark nipples and areolas for such a fair-skinned girl. Autumn pulled off her daughter's skirt and panties in one smooth move, then unzipped her dress and stepped out of it. In contrast to her daughter, Autumn had large, heavy D-cups, and they dropped enticingly when the redhead yanked off her bra. She pushed her panties down, uncovering a neat coppery triangle. She knelt down between her daughter's legs and began eating that sweet cunt with gusto. You could practically hear her thick nipples squeaking as they rubbed across the floor. One red-nailed finger worked her own pussy furiously. I had a raging hard-on. I'd always wanted to fuck Autumn. I rubbed my cock through my pants. "You think her ass is prettier than mine?" came a voice behind me, and I turned to see Crystal smirking at me. She had a big canvas bag over one shoulder. "Not at all," I replied, giving her a big kiss. "Just naked, up in the air, and available." "I suppose it could be one of your Christmas presents," she said. "As long as I get to ride that snotty bitch Cynthia's face." "I think that could be arranged." "Help my distribute these gifts first," she said, gesturing to the bag. We went out amongst the crowd, handing out dildos and vibrators and harnesses and other sex toys, making sure everyone had at least one, and various buzzes and clicks joined the moans and cries in the air. I extended a hand towards the gym mat. "After you, Santa." Crystal and I walked over to the mother-daughter team, stripping off our pants as we went. I knelt down behind Autumn and eased a big vibrator into her pussy, which she took control of immediately. Since she had that bit covered, I stuck my tongue deep into her tight, pink asshole. She squirmed a bit but otherwise didn't stop slurping on her daughter's pussy. I reamed her out for a few moments, then straightened up and pushed my iron hard cock straight inside her in one go. She moaned into Cynthia's cunt. Cynthia was pinching her nipples as she enjoyed her mother's tongue. Her eyes were closed, but she noticed the change in the light when Crystal swung a knee over her head, and opened them just in time to see my sister's bald pussy slam down onto her face. Crystal pistoned her hips back and forth, sealing her wet snatch against the younger girl's lip pink-glossed mouth. Out in the center of the action, our very own Dr. Reverend Abraham and his wife Ruth were being entertained by their sons. They'd had six in an apparent attempt to outbreed the sinners. I didn't see any of their daughters-in-law or grandchildren, who were presumably out in the crowd administering to the flock, but the six boys were focused on their mom and dad. The older couple were side by side, both on their hands and knees. Mama Ruth was vapor-locked. Her son Joseph was under her, fucking her gray-haired pussy, while his brother Elijah punished her asshole. Ruth's thick lips were wrapped around Isaac's cock, and thick streams of spit ran down her chin as she blew him. Next to them, Rev. Abe was getting his ass filled by his son Amos while Matthew fucked his daddy's mouth. Daniel, the youngest, had wormed his way up under his dad, and was sucking the old man's dick like he'd pull another brother out of it by force alone. At some unconscious signal, the six boys all stood up and circled around their parents, who obediently lay down on their backs in the middle. The boys were pumping their cocks hard and fast, and one by one, the other men in the room joined them. Just as the first bell chimed to announce the arrival of midnight, all of the men let go with a cry, completely coating the Reverend Abraham and Mama Ruth in a huge, hot, sticky baptism of cum. The women and girls scattered throughout the room had their own orgasms, and more yelps and panting cries added to the carol of the bells. I pulled out of Autumn's ass and stood up, reaching for my pants. "You didn't cum, did you?" Crystal asked, pulling off of Cynthia's face with a squelch. The young girl's face had moisture running down both cheeks and into her hair. I shook my head. "Saving it for you." "Awww. So thoughtful." "Merry Christmas, Sis. Let's go home." ##### Merry Christmas, ya filthy animals, from your favorite subslut elf, Savannah. Let me know if this story made your holidays happier! subslutseven@proton.me. <0;-)>