Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Unholy Matrimony 01 - The Thanksgiving Feast Copyright(C) 2016 by Lucifia ---- Description: James is the son of a devout preacher, and has been pursuing Emilia, the shy blonde. His friends tease him for going after the least sexual girl in school, but little do they know just how deep the depravity runs, and how far it would spread. Codes: anal, incest, corruption, preteen, ahegao, coercion, dirty talk, , gangbang, orgy, blasphemy. ---- Emilia was so nervous, it was the first time she was bringing James back to meet her family. She and James had known each other since middle school when they were in grade 6 and 8 respectively. In high-school they crossed paths several times, and they had been close friends right up until he had started asking her out a few years ago. She had been quite the plain looking girl, but as the years passed she had blossomed into a 17 year old with beautiful blonde hair and blue eyes and a body to shame any porn-star. But unlike other girls with such assets, she always seemed so shy. She never flaunted her body, always wearing loose clothing that hid her buxom perky chest, and bubbly ass. The only time anyone got a hint at her figure was during swimming classes, where even the bland one-piece swimsuit couldn't hide those luscious curves. At first she had resisted his dates, always stating some excuse, or pleading to be busy. She didn't seemed to be putting him off, rather she didn't want to disappoint him. All the other girls thought she was crazy...who wouldn't want to go out with James, the 6+ foot tall athlete with broad tanned shoulders and that devilish smile. Maybe she was asexual? Maybe she was lesbian? Or maybe she was just insane. Fortunately for him, she finally caved to his polite persistence, going out on several dates over the next few years. Even so, she always appeared for her dates in long sleeves and jeans. She only moved up to dresses and sleeveless after a number of dates. Equally, it took James a very long time to get to first base... three or four dates in he managed to receive a peck on the cheek. A few dates later, he finally got a full kiss...and wow, she French kissed him right off the bat! Sensual and slow, playing with his tongue, even giggling a little when his hands went around to grope her ass! That wasn't the first time the chaste Blonde had given away a hint of sexuality. James was proud of his 'abnormally' long and thick cock barely hidden in his pants. More than once Emilia had been caught sneaking a glance at that thick hose outlined in his jeans. But whenever James made any jokes or suggestive comments, she would go red and avert her eyes. It was almost like she'd never seen a male phallus before - real or otherwise. It was very confusing for James, but at least today, he was a step closer. He was going to meet Emilia's family. James was so twitchy. He'd gone so long without any sort of female companionship that he was becoming as irritable that even his baby sister had started to tone down her constant teasing of him. His mother was worried and he didn't know how to explain to them that his normal, caring disposition had been burned away under the heat and pressure of the sort of blue balls that only Emilia -- or Emi as James had called her first as a joke and then as a term of endearment -- could induce. Or sure, there were girls that might be as physically hot. But no girl had those heart-stopping blue eyes, that sweet giggle. She just seemed to glow with a vivacious intelligence and beauty that James had wanted even before puberty had struck her like a lightning bolt. A bunch of his friends on the football team thought he was nuts. When the head cheerleader Margaery Vazquez -- a senior at that! -- had propositioned the junior athlete, James had turned her down. The news that it had been because he was dead-set on Emilia had sent the school's gossip circuit into overdrive. But Emilia just seemed to shyly giggle and brush it off. Which only made James want her more. Everything she DID made him want her more. So that was why he was willing to spend Thanksgiving at her house, much to his sister and mother's disappointment. His dad was away on business, working with that damn foundation he was vice-president of. Something about railing against corruption and pestilence in society. James didn't care, but he did swear to make it up to his mom and sisters. It was all worth it to be sitting in a care, watching Emilia fidget nervously as she pulled away from his hug in the driveway of the upscale Snow home. "You look amazing babe," He said gently, taking in her beauty. It didn't matter what she wore, she always looked amazing. James had dressed up for the occasion, a tight polo shirt strung across his barrel chest and nice, pleated khakis over loafers. A helping of his mom's mac-and-cheese for the dinner in his right arm, he let Emi lead him inside. A firm handshake to the dark-haired patriarch was rewarded with a nod. He waved at Emi's little sister, Maisie, just starting out in fifth grade. She... did she bite her lip at him? That was strange. She must just be nervous. And then he was pressed up against Emi's mother. A... warm embrace that seemed to linger, the heady, womanly scent of her filling his longs. Well... they might be a touch different -- redhead to blonde for one -- but it was easy to tell where Emi got her looks. "Uhhh, thanks Mrs. Snow." Emilia smiled with relief, so first impressions were good. She'd hate for James to get on her family's bad side before the 'test'. "Yes, I think you've met James before... you've seen him once or twice at school during parent/teacher days and some of the school's sports events." she explained to her father Jon. "Oh thank you dear, that's so very sweet of you!" said Sophie, Emilia's mother, taking the mac and cheese. She looked gorgeous, with beautiful red hair, and green eyes. Whereas Emi's voice was high and girlish, a high harp of the most elegant kind, Sophie's was heady and smoky, just like her scent and... Did her green eyes flick down to his crotch? And did Maisie just pinch his ass as she walked by?! She must have been aiming for his thigh and missed, James thought as the flurry of activity continued. He let Emi take him to the side, an arched eyebrow his only question. His hands went to her sides to steady her. Why was she so nervous? "I'll put that in the oven to heat up a little. Emilia, why don't you take James on into the living room, then come help me in the kitchen. Maisie, go get your father ready for the testing...then I'm sure he'll want to speak with Emilia for a second!" The girls moved off along with father as Emilia lead Jon into the elaborate family home. It looked very proper and expensive with much decoration and plumage. She gave his arm a tight squeeze. "Now promise me James...whatever they ask, or whatever you see...just don't be scared, ok?...and..." she gazed up at him with those heart stopping eyes. "Don't judge me on what happens. If things work out, great. If things don't work out, don't go telling everyone how weird I am, ok?" she smiled again before disappearing into the kitchen with her mother. Maisie kept throwing glances James's way, but was soon shooed upstairs by Jon. For the moment, James was left sitting on the sofa by himself. "Emi... what..." He started but out of the corner of his eye, he saw Sophie bend over to put his dish in the oven, her round ass almost bursting through her long green dress. He flitted his eyes back to Emi as she sat him down on the couch. "Testing... I don't... okay..." James said, more confused than frustrated. But he WAS frustrated, in more ways than one. But he was willing to do anything for Emi. If it meant getting a hair closer to her by putting up with whatever game her family had in mind, he was willing. After all, despite his reputation, he was a virgin. He couldn't shame his family like that. His father's politics and extremism weren't James's... but his conservatism, his family's insistence on appearances and honourable action well... The only thing he would ever even contemplate giving up on those was Emi. And that was it. James could hear Emi and her mother talking in hushed, swift tones. At one point he heard Sophie burst out laughing in disbelief. "I think you're exaggerating, young lady!" He heard in that smoky, amused tone even as a frustrated Emi responded back, a stamp of her foot clearly audible. "No, I'm not! It looks like a soda can but longer, at least!" James didn't know how to take that before Emi was bounding upstairs and all he could do was look at the magazines on the table. Standard fare, nothing outlandish. It seemed almost an eternity that James sat there on the sofa, hearing the dishes, and random noises of the house. Finally in the distance he could hear Maisie calling out with a giggle, "Emi!! Daddy's ready for you, I've warmed him up!!" A strange thing to hear certainly...but he didn't have long to think about it before Maisie herself came bouncing into the living room wearing a big shirt...it looked like it belonged to her Father. That was strange, why on earth would she change BEFORE dinner? He couldn't help but smirk at the little imp's question, attire notwithstanding. Hardly pausing, she plopped down on the sofa beside him, giving him a long stair before asking, "So.... you're Emi's boyfriend huh? Think you're big enough for her?" she said reaching out to touch his muscular arm. It was at that point he noticed...she wasn't wearing shoes or socks anymore... nor could he see any shorts or pants. Intact, the ONLY piece of clothing he could really see was that big shirt covering her from her shoulders to her knees. "I'm 6'3, she's barely 5'5, I think I'm plenty big for her," He said. "And what about you, short stuff? You four and a half feet, with a box?" He grinned and reached out to muss Maisie's hair, though her smirk was disconcerting. And the way she caressed his arm... that seemed way too much like Emi did on their infrequent make out sessions. Emi's mother poked her head through the kitchen door. He gulped, feeling warm as her green eyes pierced him. "Oh James, I'm so sorry for leaving you there like that. Emi just had some preparations to make." She looked gorgeous in that green tight dress...and she didn't seemed disturbed at all that Maisie was so close to him. "So did Emi explain about anything before you got here?" she asked him, watching his response closely. "Uhhh, no ma'am... she didn't really, uh, tell me anything other than to come over for dinner. What's, uh, this test everyone's talking about, if you don't mind my asking, ma'am?" All the while, Maisie was getting closer, she inhaled deeply and turned to her mom, "He smells real good, Mommy!" She grinned cheekily as she peered up at hom again. "I'm not that big inside... but I'm at least 16 inches deep! Daddy checked!" Said Maisie with pride, "Wanna seee?" She was about to lift up her shirt when Sophie interrupted her. "Hush now Mai, you'll scare the young man! Besides, you're not due for your Break-in Day unless your Daddy says so. And he'll probably not say so until he finds someone as big as he is!" Maisie pouted cutely, "But Mamma....Emi says Jamesie's really big! Maybe Jamesie can be my Break-in?" she suddenly reached across his lap and grabbed his cock. Not his thigh, not an accidental brush...the 5th grader clearly reached directly for the thick hose in James's pants and gave it a big squeeze! James's eyes almost bugged out of his head when he heard Maisie say she was 16 inches deep! What the hell was going on? Okay, so, sure, James was 18 inches long and probably thicker than Maisie OR Sophie's forearms but that was neither here nor there. It was both a blessing and a curse. Every girl seemed to love the IDEA of James's enormous cock but actually having it was something else. And what the hell was a Break-in Daaayyy okay, okay that was weird, she'd grabbed his cock! Sophie didn't even flinch, just smiled and nodded. "Well if you're as big as Emi says, you might be in for a nice young treat!" she said, "Maisie's been waiting all so many years for her Break-in Day, goodness knows Emilia had her Break-in day around Maisie's current age...I had my when I was just 7!" Sophie smiled and absently massaged her breasts, "It just goes to show Jon was big, even in his youth!" James darted up from his seat, turning to face the giggling Maisie on the couch and a clearly flushed Sophie looking predatorily at him as he backed away. "Uhhh, Maisie, no, bad touch..." He said, as if speaking to a kindergartner, as Maisie was way too young to know what she was doing... right? "Wait, Emi said what?" He said, but his question was blocked as Sophie apparently... wait, did she just say she had a break-in day at 7? Did that... "Ma'am... I'm... I'm real confused and I uh..." Jesus... she was massaging her full, matronly but still perky orbs through that insane green dress. James could feel his cock pulsing down near his knee, trapped by his slacks as he felt his mouth go dry. "Uhhh, Mrs. Snow?" He said, even as his eyes locked on her breasts, not seeing anything else... Sophie seemed lost in the moment, massaging her fingers around the firm outline of her nipples for a moment. She sighed, then looked up at James. "Oh goodness! I'm so sorry, that was so rude of me!" she smiled apologetically, "You're the first boyfriend Emi's brought home in a while, and I forgot my manners....Here, is this better?" Sophie suddenly pulled her green dress down in one swift movement. Her enormous glorious breasts popping free of her elastic dress. She wasn't even wearing a bra, as they floated gracefully in James's direction. "There sweetie, all bare now." she gave Maisie a stern chastising look. "Well young lady?....Well??" Maisie looked perplexed at her mum before realization dawned on her face. "Oh right! Sorry Mum!" she scampered towards the frozen James, and before he could react, unzipped his fly, thrusting her tiny hand into his pants, biting her lips in concentration as she fished about for his cock. "Oh bother....forget it...just lose the pants m'kay!?" she chirped at him, as she undid his button and shunked his pants to the floor. Sophie moved right up to him, thrusting out her breasts, "Go ahead, James, have a good feel, I promise Emilia's will feel even better than this!" Too much was happening at once for James to even process. The moment Sophie shrugged out of her dress and it pooled at her feet, his mind went haywire. "WHAT?" Was all the poor, naive, inexperienced boy could get out before he could veritably FEEL his cock shoot straight to hardness, threatening to tear through his slacks as it engorged, the specially tailored custom slacks barely able to accommodate him soft, they were painful now in that moment. "Mrs. Snow!" He called out but then Maisie was scampering to him, "Wait, stop!" He said, but his hands were clumsy as they tried to bat Maisie's away from his crotch. He grunted as her fingers found his length but gasped when his pants pooled at his ankles. And then Mrs. Snow was right there, her breath warm on his neck as with her heels she was just a hair shorter than him. James tried to get away but his mind wasn't working and his feet were concrete, tripping in his slacks, he fell straight onto a padded-leather footstool in front of a La-Z-Boy chair with a thump. Looking up he had just enough time to see a dark, full nipple before a warm, soft hand at the back of his head pushed forward and he was gasping for air... which just let the nipple push into his mouth as a heady moan filled his ears and he felt small, eager hands tug at his boxers as his cock pulsed and raged. Maisie giggled again, this time her voice was undoubtedly filled with lustful glee as she grabbed James's cock and slowly started stroking it. Her eyes filled with unbridled desire and longing...."Oooooo Emi was right he is enormous! Even bigger than my 16 inches deep! Oh please Mommy...Please can he be my Break-in?" she begged Sophie. Maisie's two small hands could barely encircle his entire shaft, but she stroked him expertly -- or what James had to assume was expertly because there was a slow, smooth confidence in her strokes that made him think she was an expert. He groaned right into Emi's mother's breasts. Jesus! This was Emi's MOM! Oh, he was so fucked. This was wrong, this was depraved! What would his family think of this! Sophie's eyes too flashed with lust, but they were tempered with patience, "Maybe darling....but remember this is Emi's test day. If you're good enough James... you might just get to find out how deep my little Slut Maisie is!" She said it! The beautiful MILF had just called her 9 year old daughter a slut! What sort of house was this!? Shuddering from terror and lust -- his body betrayed him -- he came up for air, gasping and sputtering. "Mrs. Snow, we can't-" he said before he was cut off, Sophie's finger on his lips before she pushed it into his mouth before smirking and using the saliva to whet her nipples as she cooed all kinds of filth at him. SLUT! Emi wasn't a slut, how on earth could her baby sister be a slut!? Just when things couldn't get worse.... they got worse. They all heard footsteps approaching from upstairs. Maisie quickly pushed James further back from the footstool onto the armchair, and Sophie got up to stand behind him, her breasts pushing into his head from either side. "Oh no!" James whimpered when he heard footsteps. He tried to rise but Maisie was pushing him and his slacks were a personal tripwire as he fell back into the chair and Sophie pinned him there. Reaching down, she pulled up his shirt to display his chiselled muscles just as the door opened, and Emi and her father walked in. "I'm serious Daddy, he really is Coke-can sized, and-...oh?" Emilia turned her head as she entered...stopping dead at the sight of her mother caressing her boyfriend's head with her tits, and her little sister cupping James's balls... "Emi! Mr. Snow! Please, I didn't... this isn't what it looks like!" He said even as he gasped when Maisie popped one of his massive balls into her mouth, a smoky laugh from Sophie ringing in his ears. For a moment Emilia stared at James, her eyes wide open in disbelief, her mouth slack with horror. She walked slowly into the room, until she was standing right over James. James was as confused, terrified and turned on as he'd been in his entire life. This was insane! He was being pinned down by his girlfriend's little sister and her mother as the former tongued his swinging nut-sack. "Emi, please!" He said desperately as she strode over to him, a horrified look on her face. Whether he was begging for her understanding, her aid in releasing him from the depraved insanity taking place or her help in releasing the churning powerful orgasm in his clenching balls, even he couldn't say. Then the corners of her lips twitched and she dissolved into laughter. Jon, Sophie, and Maisie all giggled and chuckled before Emilia gave him a comforting smile to ease his tensions. The laughter seemed to explode around him and James was even MORE confused in that moment. "I wish I could have explained to you earlier, but I had to wait until you came to meet my family!" she grinned, as Maisie noisily slurped on his balls, her little preteen tongue darting out to rim his asshole. "You see, Daddy's really protective of me...he wants me to experience the best!" Reaching down, she lifted up her skirt, revealing a bare smooth-shaven pussy. Her smile took on a sensual lust as Jon boldly reached around to finger her clit for a moment. "Explain what?!" James shouted but then he moaned as Maisie tongued his balls but then he yelped high as a kite, his shock as Maisie's tongue pushed at his asshole like electricity as he jumped up in his seat before being pushed down by Sophie, "Jesus Maisie, what the F---FRACK!" He said, even now, the poor boy couldn't swear. It was then James noticed Jon was completely naked, his thick cock swinging freely between his muscular thighs. He was a good 17 inches long and fully erect. Without hesitation, he lined his cock up with her cunt, and with a single buck of his hips...rammed his cock straight into Emilia's juicy cunt. Emilia let out a completely un-ladylike scream, "Fuuuck oh god my CUNT, Daddy!" Sophie clapped her hands and grinned, "That's it my girl, take that Daddy-cock like a champ!" Emilia was smiling that painfully hot smile and James moaned again. "Emi... that's... ungh, god... so wrong!" But so was the fact that Sophie had leaned over the chair to give his cock a slow stroke, gathering the sticky precum pooling there and lapping at it right in front of his face. James's eyes bugged out as he saw Jon's massive prick invade his little girl's vagina. It was the most horrifying, disgusting and beautiful thing he'd ever seen. What he couldn't see or hear was Jon's whisper in Emi's ear. "You weren't lying, my nasty little fuckpet," He husked, stroking his cock inside her over and over. "He just MIGHT be bigger," But far from jealousy, the thought made Jon's cock twitch inside his little girl's cunt. Grinning, Emilia fixed her eyes on James's monster cock and licked her lips as she explained. "In our family, all men have big thick hard cocks!" she said, as easily as explaining chemistry 101. "Equally, all girls have extremely tight but deep pussies." she said, slowly running a finger around hers. "To keep it that way, it's a tradition in our family that the girls can't have a boyfriend with a smaller cock than their fathers. He's been fucking my little cunt ever since I was Maisie's age, 9 years old!" she said with a moan, loving how James's cock twitched with every new filthy revelation. "That was my break-in day, since I couldn't find any boys with a cock bigger than Daddy's. Of course, he's been ploughing my slutty little asshole since I was 6, and I've been eating his cum since I was 4" The image of Emi at 9 years old -- Christ that was right when he'd met her! -- fucking that massive cock had James's twitching. That was insane, this was all insane. There was no way ANY six-year-old had taken that cock ANYWHERE, let alone their... butt. James had never heard Emi swear before, and now she was shouting, EAGERLY, the most depraved words he'd ever heard. He wanted to clasp his hands over his ears, but his palms were kneading the full breasts in his face. She bit her lip sensually as her body shook with every pounding thrust, her wet pink cunt gleaming with juices only a foot or two from James's face. "Everyone thinks I'm such a good shy virgin over-achiever. The truth is..." Reaching around her back she unclipped her dress and with a single movement, pulled it up over her head to reveal what she had been wearing underneath: a slutty corset proudly displaying her huge bouncy tits. "The truth is... I'm a filthy Daddy-loving fuckslut that enjoys cum and cock in all my nasty young holes!" Her eyes darted to Maisie, who was now deep-throating James's huge shaft. "And if things go as I want... Maisie will be just as obscene and slutty as I am!" Her expression went concerned for a moment, which contrasted beautifully to how widely her cunt was being stretched. "James, I really do love you.... Don't think I just chose you because you've got a huge cock." She grinned in spite of herself, "I mean it definitely helps that you do have one... but I want you as a whole...if you can accept my weird family. Is it alright with you?" she asked apprehensively, the worry evident in her eyes. "Emi, Emi... I... shit..." He said and gasped at the word. "Sorry," he said absurdly, apologizing for swearing even as Emi's mother cooed and stroked his hair, urging him to be a good little boy, that she'd reward him if he could please her daughter as Maisie teased him, her father fucking her elder sister in their living room! "But... but... this... this is.... ungh... I just... I need to cum, please, I'll do anything, just let me cum!" He said, gasping as his cock twitched and jerked. Emilia moaned as she was fucked hard from behind, grinning at James. "Ugh...you have no idea how long I've waited! I've sworn off cock for at least a week before this!" she hopped up on the chair's arms, with Jon moving in behind her. Slowly she sat down until Jon caught her and sat her on his cock, his huge length spearing into her cunt. The squelching noise of thick daddy cock invading precious baby-girl pussy was soooo lewd and nasty!...but so too were the words that came out of Emilia's sweet mouth. "James...before you cum, can you...please...take the test?" she begged him..."Slam you cock up my cunt...right next to Daddy's! I need to see whose is bigger!" Cram it as far up me as you can till you hit my slutty little cervix!" she growled hungrily at him. "All the way in... fuck me till you bottom out!" The rest of what she tried to say dissolved in a moan of wanton pleasure. Sophie nodded understandably, continuing where Emilia has left off, "...and whoever's still got more shaft sticking out at the bottom is longer. Maisie, get the measuring tape! Oh and take that silly shirt off, young lady, you won't be hiding that gaping asshole for long." she turned and smiled almost apologetically to James. "Honestly, that little girl's such a trickster, wearing her father's shirt like that to hide her asshole after he stretched her open. Mind you, she'll give herself away once all that cum runs down her thighs to her ankles!" It was all too much. Too much for a virgin to process. He could barely imagine Emi even toying with his cock with his pants on in the back of their car after a football game. Now she was being slam fucked by the only cock that wasn't at least half the size of his own! This couldn't be real, he couldn't be living this life. James's eyes darted to Maisie as she pranced away, laughing as she tugged and threw her shirt off. Her ass WAS full of cum. "Oh my god," He gasped out and moaned, closing his eyes. But when he opened them, Jon was smirking at him, violating his daughter over and over as she hovered her cunt over his shaft, Sophie having moved to the side, off his lap to make room for Emilia. "I can't... I can't..." He said over and over even as his hands went to Emi's ass. "I can't!" At the last word, he realized that what his lips were vocalizing was that he can't STOP! And his hips slammed up, up into Emi's cunt, double-fucking her sex with his cock, right next to her own father's, battering his cockhead against her cervix as a veritable ocean of cum blasted up into James's crush, seemingly years' worth of pent up lust inside her. "You're too fucking hot, Emi! GAAAH FUCK!" The boy said with no regrets as her cunt squeezed him and another massive blast shot into her sex. "JESUS FUCKING CHRIST THAT'S SOOO GOOOOD, EMI!" Emi too exploded with orgasm, screaming her brains out as her tight young 17 year old cunt was slammed full of Daddy cock and Boyfriend cock! "Fuuuck oh god yes! Fuck me Fuck meeeeeeeEEEEE!" she squealed loudly, swearing and cursing like a filthy gutter whore. Meanwhile Sophie was massaging his balls, licking his neck as she whispered to him, "Mmmm that's sooo fucking hot James! Take my babygirl's cunt! Ram that huge cunt-breaker into her! Fucking Christ she looks so happy doesn't she? Double-impaled on two mammoth cocks!" Emilia's eyes rolled back into her head as she shook like a rag-doll, her big tits bouncing everywhere as she was violated in the most unholy manner. Emi was slowly cumming down from her orgasm, and her screams had dissolved into babbling expletives. "FUuuuckkkk....my cunt...oh shit Jamesie that's so good! You're so fucking big...fucking my nasty pussy...full of cum..filthy gooey...mmmmmhmmmmm!" she moaned as she kissed him fully, loving his hands on her, her father's hands on her, even her mother's hands all over her fucked-up whore body. From somewhere around James's balls, she could hear Maisie giggling, "18 inches Daddy! He's just an inch bigger than you! He passes the test!!" ---- Hello All! I'm Lucifia (author), your naughty little fantasy! Your midnight dream! Your sinful guilty pleasure!...etc etc etc. I'm happily an ordinary young lady who enjoys reading Asstr stories and roleplaying. I particularly like incest and ageplay roleplays and stories, and noticed there aren't too many of them out there. So I've decided to take some of the stories I've played out over the years and plonk them on Asstr.org for everyone to enjoy. If you like my stories and would like to leave feedback, feel free to email me at mistress_luluAThotmail.com! Often my ideas come from roleplays so if you have an idea that you'd like, do let me know. Or even let me know other RP ideas you think I should write about!