The Ghost Inside: Part 2
Today, screens across the US show footage commemorating a tragic event a decade ago. "We're remembering the millions lost in Brasilia, Brazil," says the news anchor, "when a meteor crashed into the city, killing over two and a half million people." This number is staggering - more than those killed by atomic bombs in Hiroshima and Nagasaki combined. It's a somber reminder of the fragility of life as the audience's thoughts and prayers go to the Brazilian people, trying to rebuild their lives.
"Back then, NASA couldn't detect the asteroid until just two days before it hit," he adds. "Four nuclear warheads were launched to destroy it, but despite hitting their target, they were ineffective." The screen changes to show home videos of the devastating impact, then more footage of Brasilia's post-apocalyptic landscape.
"At 2:38am local time, the meteor struck, wiping out everything within a 25-mile radius." A summary of lives lost leaves a stark reminder of the catastrophic event.
*****
A decade ago...
"Four, three, two, one, bingo!" The Air Force lieutenant reported the strike as the team gathered around the monitors, watching the portrait of the missiles and the fireball in the sky. "We've hit them," he said, excitement evident in his voice.
"Give me a minute," the president said at his desk, hoping the plan would work. He couldn't bear the thought of incurring the wrath of any alien superior force.
"One second..." the lieutenant replied.
"What's happening?" the Secretary of Defense asked.
"It looks like there's no damage," the lieutenant stated, surprised.
"Chuck," the president said to his right-hand, "we need to step up our defenses. What are our next steps, if they don't attack?"
"They're mobiles and can escape orbit before we can take them down," Chuck replied.
Two days passed, and the situation in the Department of Defense remained tense. However, the aliens made no attempt to invade the atmosphere or engage in a wider attack. Instead, footage showed the aliens beaming a powerful energy beam to earth, directly impacting Brasilia.
*****
Now in present day...
"God, do you think - please don't tell me I have one!" Gabrielle panicked, striving to close her pussy.
"Mom, we have to check you. I'm scared for you," Emmanuelle urged.
Gabrielle was extremely frightened due to the experience with her daughter Emmanuelle. She had dismissed the email Emmanuelle received as a hoax, but now, her fear had skyrocketed. She wondered if she, too, was infected. Her affectionate connection to her daughter had expanded as Emmanuelle experienced incredible pleasure from their closeness.
"Alright... I'll undress," Gabrielle decided. "Hopefully, we can check me."
"Yes, we need to do that thoroughly," Emmanuelle agreed.
As Gabrielle began to undress, Emmanuelle was overjoyed to finally see how her mother's body looked naked. She'd always been envious of her father's fortunate glimpse beneath her mother's clothes. Gabrielle wore a gorgeous deep purple bra, showcasing her voluminous, delightful breasts.
Gabrielle then took off her pants, allowing Emmanuelle to help her remove them. Emmanuelle was sitting on the couch, facing Gabrielle, her head level with her mother's pussy. As Gabrielle pulled the pants down, the matching purple G-string was revealed, a mere curtain concealing her pussy beneath it. Emmanuelle was alarmed by the possibility of the parasites but was oddly intrigued and excited. She couldn't help but notice her mother's prominent labia.
"I'll take everything off, too," Gabrielle added. "Is that okay?"
"Yes. I need to inspect you properly."
The intimate examination followed, with Gabrielle and Emmanuelle both physically and emotionally tangled in the process - as they removed the alien parasite, they also uncovered a newfound appreciation for each other.
"Yup." Gabrielle slid her panties down and then reached behind her to unhook her bra.
"Let me assist you." Emmanuelle got up and stepped behind Gabrielle, unclasped her bra, and slid it down her arms.
"Thanks babe." Gabrielle blushed. "I must admit, I'm super nervous. I can't guarantee that I'll have an orgasm. I don't know if I'm capable of reaching that state."
"It's fine, mama...we'll just proceed gradually," Emmanuelle comforted her. "How does Dad..." she paused, "...get you excited, anyway?"
"Well, to be honest, he usually begins by fondling my breasts." Gabrielle confessed. "He's quite a boob guy, you could say."
Emmanuelle slid her hands under her mother's breasts, feeling their weight and size while cupping them. Her face pressed against Gabrielle's shoulder as she breathed heavily, making her mother shudder. Gabrielle placed her hands on her daughter's, encouraging her to touch and play with them. The mother and daughter exchanged feelings of pleasure.
"How about this?" Emmanuelle questioned.
"Yep... perfect. My nipples are so sensitive and stiff," Gabrielle groaned softly as Emmanuelle lightly pinched and rolled her nipples.
"Do you wanna see them?" Emmanuelle whispered in her mom's ear as she turned her attention to her other breast.
"Want to see my hard nipples?" Gabrielle turned and positioned her breasts between her and her daughter.
Emmanuelle inspected her mother's nipples closely. They were pointed and very erect. "This what you meant when you said they were still a bit soft?" Emmanuelle asked.
"Yes...but now you can really look at them up close," Gabrielle answered.
Emmanuelle cupped her mother's breasts in her hands, teasing and rubbing them, playing with her nipples.
"I think they're as hard as they get," Gabrielle whispered.
"Pinch your nipples a little more."
"Ohhh," Gabrielle sighed. "Yes, pinch them."
"Mommy, should I... lick them?"
"Yes, if you'd like."
Emmanuelle bent forward and licked one nipple with her broad tongue.
"What? How does it feel?" Gabrielle moaned in pleasure.
"It feels amazing," she answered, moving to the other nipple and starting to suck.
"Oh my! This is so embarrassing," her mother said.
"I can help," Emmanuelle giggled, standing back up and kneeling behind her. "You're the only one here, it's just us." Emmanuelle still held her breasts, gently kneading and twisting her nipples.
"Oh, it feels fantastic. I barely can contain myself," Gabrielle moaned. "I can actually feel it deep inside me."
"You taste so good." Emmanuelle smiled, squeezing her nipples but not fully pinching them like her mother had demonstrated.
"Are you trying to be all naughty?" Gabrielle joked.
"It's fun," she replied, her hands now circling her mother's nipples, stroking them gently. "I hope I can do this to you properly."
"Well, you had some guidance from me," Gabrielle said. "And being with someone who is comfortable with your body is important."
"I will do my best, mom."
After a moment or two, Emmanuelle stood up again, still caressing her mother's breasts. "I need to do it properly, okay? I'm kneeling down here."
Gabrielle, still kneeling on the couch, smiled as Emmanuelle crouched behind her, caressing her butt as well. "An idea I found online said to lean into the couch and slightly raise my bottom," she instructed her mom. She gently pressed on her lower back, urging her to arch more and spread her knees. Gabrielle, feeling undone and vulnerable, was rather self-conscious. This type of attention was very different from what her husband, Emmanuelle's father, would give.
Emmanuelle knelt down in front of her, studying her face for a moment before speaking. "So, like this?" she asked. "I'm going to be kneeling between your legs." Emmanuelle adjusted her position, feeling her mom's rear, and pushed her knees apart slightly. Gabrielle felt a bit exposed, but the sensation of being touched was so good that she couldn't help but enjoy it.
Emmanuelle glided her digits along Gabrielle's vulva, savoring the warmth and dampness. The delicate tissue was mesmerizing, inviting her exploration. Gently, she inserted her forefinger and gradually introduced her middle finger as well, noticing that Gabrielle's vagina could accommodate both digits easily.
"Can you see anything?" Gabrielle inquired.
"I don't see any parasites... yet," Emmanuelle chuckled dryly. "But it's best to wait until I make you climax before looking."
"But, baby," Gabrielle hesitated, about to delineate their purpose, but was silenced upon Emmanuelle flicking her clitoris with her thumb. The sensations sent through Gabrielle's body were extraordinary, and she begged for the continued caress. "Please don't stop that, it feels so good."
Emmanuelle laughed playfully. "I promised to be thorough."
"And you certainly are," Gabrielle gasped.
Emmanuelle had never heard her mother be so vocal during arousal. She pondered over how she'd never overheard her parents having intercourse.
"Oh... my goodness," Gabrielle grunted. The gratification swiftly built within her. "Oh my God!"
"Let's examine more closely," Emmanuelle suggested, driving her fingers further in and swirling them around, heightening the gratification. "Hmmm... you're quite moist but nothing abnormal yet."
"Are you certain?" Gabrielle inquired incredulously. "If there is a parasite in there, it's bound to come out soon. I'm getting... closer."
Gabrielle giggled as Emmanuelle's tongue tickled her anus. "I don't think there's a parasite in there."
Emmanuelle giggled mischievously. "It was just there..." She leaned forward and licked the sphincter while her fingers continued their rhythmic, in and out motion and her thumb circled Gabrielle's clitoris. Gabrielle moaned loudly.
"Oh my God, baby... oh fuck... don't stop... that feels phenomenal. You... you weren't kidding when you said you'd be thorough."
"I always keep my promises, mommy," Emmanuelle giggled.
"God, baby... Have you seen any parasites?"
"Nope... still investigating. Although, I'm beginning to think this won't be sufficient."
"It's certainly tiresome on my arm," Gabrielle commented. "Perhaps we should investigate through another... method."
"I agree," Emmanuelle agreed. "Hop up onto the couch and plant your foot on it, like this." Gabrielle was astonished by her daughter's ingenious solution. And remarkably excited by the novelty of this unfamiliar position. She appeared as if in a prime porn performance, with her display open to her daughter. Emmanuelle speculated if her daughter had previously witnessed this particular pose.
"You'll have a fine view in this position," Gabrielle said, gazing down at the younger woman.
"Your vagina is exquisitely captivating," Emmanuelle said, swiping her fingertips through Gabrielle's labia. Gabrielle began to shake with wanting. "It's so superbly moist." Emmanuelle inserted three fingers inside Gabrielle and began sliding them around, determined to propel her over the edge of climax. She then sat back and started rapidly lapping at her mother's clitoris.
"I must confess, baby," Gabrielle whispered, doubtful if she dared to divulge this to her child, "this... this position... is immensely erotic to me. The sight of you on your knees in front of me... it's like... I'm commanding you or something. I've never done anything like this."
Emmanuelle smirked. "It's incredibly arousing! From now on, we'll utilize this perspective." In swift movements, Emmanuelle repositioned her fingers within her mother's pussy, increasing agility and intensity. Gabrielle cried out with sexual need as her breasts were massaged.
"I know a parasite would covet the glorious depths of your vagina," Emmanuelle mumbled seductively. "Observe how astonishingly plush your pussy is. Oh my... it tastes so scrumptious."
"Oh fuck, maintain that, wifey," Gabrielle demanded, groping her bosom and tugging at her nipples. "It feel so fucking wonderful, darling. Oh, I adore your licking. Oh that feels heavenly. I'm going to burst! Make me cum, daughter."
A loud shriek echoed through the house as Jason entered. Upon glimpsing the scene before him, he froze in complete astonishment, unable to absorb the scene playing out before him. He would forever be scarred by this image - his wife, in front of the couch, her vagina open, and his daughter's mouth suctioning her bellybutton - they were consummating their sexual desires. His wife and daughter were in a lesbian union. His wife and daughter were in a lesbian union!!!
"Oh my gosh! What are you doing? You... you're banging my... my daughter? Your daughter?"
"Jason," Gabrielle said, turning her face towards him, but her body was still angled away. "It's not what it looks like."
"What? Stop this!" he yelled.
"No... don't stop baby... I'm so close... just keep going," Gabrielle said, putting both her hands on Emmanuelle's head and pushing her hips forward to keep the young woman engaged. "Jason... stop... I'll explain... in just... a second," she panted.
"The hell you will. You're going to stop right now. And it better be one hell of an explanation."
"Just... a few... more... seconds," Gabrielle moaned. "Don't stop, baby girl. Don't you... dare fucking stop.... I'm soooo... fucking... close."
"Mmhmmm... mmhmmm... I love it, mommy. Please cum for me mommy," Emmanuelle said, keeping up the pressure. She had to make her mom cum. It was the only way to dislodge the parasites.
"Ahhhhhh.... oh yes... oh fuck yes... yes! Oh my God!" Gabrielle groaned as her orgasm began. "You're making me cum... Oh God yes... right there, right there, right there!"
Emmanuelle sat back a moment, her face covered with Gabrielle's juices, her tongue sliding around her mouth to gather them up. She still worked her fingers into her pussy, driving as deep as she could.
"Now let me see." She pushed in three... then four... and then her whole hand inserted into her pussy. She could feel her pussy contracting around her hand and arm. She could feel the warm wetness that was so inviting, dripping down her arm. And then...
"I feel one!" she said, as Gabrielle and Jason watched, completely entranced. "Oh my God! I feel one... What? Wait! I think, I think there's another one." Emmanuelle slowly pulled her hand free and Gabrielle fell onto the couch as soon as it was. All three of them looked at her wet hand, at the two translucent little finger-like snakes caught between her fingers.
"Oh my God!" Jason yelled loudly. "What the fuck is that?"
Emmanuelle tossed them onto the coffee table, needing to get them out of her hand. It was the grossest thing she'd ever seen. The two parasites hit the wood surface and stuck there, moving slightly back and forth in the slime.
"What? What the fuck?" Jason asked loudly as he grabbed the nearest book and slammed it down on them, crushing them.
"That," Gabrielle said, still breathing heavy from her orgasm, "was why we were doing that."
Naked, Emmanuelle grabbed her phone and brought up the video to show him. His brain was still reeling from everything that had happened in this short span of time, that they had to replay it several times. He fell onto the couch, holding the phone as he watched it over and over.
*****
It was a week later when Emmanuelle came down the stairs for breakfast. Gabrielle was in the process of cooking. "What are you making, mom?"
"Oh, some eggs, bacon, and some toast. Your father just left. You want some?"
"Yes... please." She sat at the breakfast bar and grabbed a piece of the bacon, slowly breaking it into pieces and eating each one. After last week, they'd all sent emails to all of their friends, warning them, and pointing them to the video. Many... far too many... thought it was just a joke, no matter what they said.
But they tried.
"Are we going to check again today?" Emmanuelle asked.
"I thought that would be a good idea," Gabrielle said. "I checked your father this morning and he was clean, if I'm checking him right. I'm hoping we are, too. He tried to check me, but... his hands are big and clumsy for this kind of thing."
"I guess I can do it myself. There's only one way to know for sure if we got re-infected." Gabrielle turned towards the stove and smiled over her shoulder as she gave Emmanuelle a good look at her from behind. Emmanuelle felt her ass looked so nice in those tight pants... and her breasts... they were still to die for. She couldn't wait to see them again... she couldn't wait to touch them again... she couldn't wait to taste them again.
All to save humanity.
Read also:
- Maternal Instruction: The Third Edition
- Support from Brother Chris Chapter 1
- Celebrating Chloe's Special Day
- "Chapter 15 of 'My Black Babies' "
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