Freaky Family Secrets Exposed: A Teen's Journey into Her Satyric Inheritance
Daughter of the Satyrs
by TikiMan
Mom and I sat in the anteroom just outside her and dad's bedroom. As usual, the door to their bedroom looked locked, just like it has been all my life. Never once have the let me in there and they wouldn't ever tell me why.
"Lisa, I know you're confused about why we're here on your birthday." I just nodded.
She sat beside me on the chaise lounge and put her arm over my shoulder. "Have you been feeling achy, down here?" Her other hand reached over to stroke my lower abdomen, just above my pubic region. Again, I nodded. As she stroked, the ache began again, but this time it was different. It kinda felt good.
Mom nuzzled the side of my neck. "Its almost time, I can smell it on you." She enigmatically said, her voice think and almost slurring.
"Mom, are you drunk?" I asked. She laughed.
"No, well a little, but not like you think." She got to her feet and I was suddenly reluctant to let her go. The pleasure/pain in my abdomen that was building started to fade again.
"There is something you need to know." She bit her lower lip. "Just listen and don't judge until we are through today, OK honey?" She stepped away from me and began to disrobe. The ache inside me started again.
"The women of our family aren't human." She unhooked her bra and her d-cup breasts didn't have any sag at all, there were as high and perky as a sixteen year olds. "We are descended from satyrs of Greek myth. We need human men to get us pregnant, but we are a different breed." She removed her silk pants and I could see her legs were covered with a thick coat of hair going all the way up to a treasure trail to her navel. She spun and as she stuck her hairy butt out a stubby tail twitched at THE END
by TikiMan
Mom and I sat in the anteroom just outside her and dad's bedroom. As usual, the door to their bedroom looked locked, just like it has been all my life. Never once have the let me in there and they wouldn't ever tell me why.
"Lisa, I know you're confused about why we're here on your birthday." I just nodded.
She sat beside me on the chaise lounge and put her arm over my shoulder. "Have you been feeling achy, down here?" Her other hand reached over to stroke my lower abdomen, just above my pubic region. Again, I nodded. As she stroked, the ache began again, but this time it was different. It kinda felt good.
Mom nuzzled the side of my neck. "Its almost time, I can smell it on you." She enigmatically said, her voice think and almost slurring.
"Mom, are you drunk?" I asked. She laughed.
"No, well a little, but not like you think." She got to her feet and I was suddenly reluctant to let her go. The pleasure/pain in my abdomen that was building started to fade again.
"There is something you need to know." She bit her lower lip. "Just listen and don't judge until we are through today, OK honey?" She stepped away from me and began to disrobe. The ache inside me started again.
"The women of our family aren't human." She unhooked her bra and her d-cup breasts didn't have any sag at all, there were as high and perky as a sixteen year olds. "We are descended from satyrs of Greek myth. We need human men to get us pregnant, but we are a different breed." She removed her silk pants and I could see her legs were covered with a thick coat of hair going all the way up to a treasure trail to her navel. She spun and as she stuck her hairy butt out a stubby tail twitched at THE END
Mga komento
