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(I am very excited to release the second version! So, instead of dragging out the remaining plots in multiple chapters, this one will cover the rest. This part is told by Sky and takes place a year later.)

“Hurry up, Dylan!” My mother called out, her voice echoing through the hallway. “You’re going to make us late!”

Dylan ran down the stairs, a toothpaste-smeared grin on his face. “I’m coming, I’m coming!” He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.

“You always make us late,” Liana complained, her own backpack already on her back and her shoes on her feet. She wore a pink dress; her blond hair tied back in a bow that matched the color.

Summer, who was already dressed and eating at the kitchen table, giggled. “Boys always make us late,” she said, poking her cousin Sam with a spoon.

Sam, with a mouthful of cereal, mumbled a protest. “Not always,” He said, his eyes never leaving the cartoons playing on the TV.

“Come on, Kyler, stop this,” I sighed, trying shove shoes on my four-year-old’s feet. He hated shoes and always made it a fight. “Do you want sore feet?” I asked.

“No,” Kyler squeaked.

“Then put your shoes on.”

At last, he stuck out his feet and allowed me to put his shoes on them. Then I stood up, my keys jingling in my hand. “Alright, kids, shoes on. We’re leaving in five!”

Dylan and Liana already stood at the door, fidgeting with the straps of their bags. Summer was able to put her shoes on herself which was a big help when there were five children to get out the door on time. Samuel, tugged at the zipper of his Spider-Man backpack, his chubby fingers struggling to get it started.

“Come one, Sammy,” I said crouching down to help him. “We don’t want to keep the girls waiting or they’ll get grumpy.”

Before we left, the fathers gathered to see them off. Looking at the sadness in Ty’s eyes, I felt sorry for him. We had decided as a family it was best if only us mothers dropped the children off to avoid suspicion, but that didn’t make it any easier. But if nearly all the uncles came from the drop off, it would seem weird and people would notice. So, we had decided the mothers would get the first day of school, and the fathers would do the second morning, pretending us mothers went to work early and couldn’t do drop off or something like that.

Ty scoped up his three children, making them laugh as he lifted all three. Billy wrapped his arms around Summer, telling her he’d miss her and to have a great first day. And Samuel clung to Andy, he was the most hesitant about starting kindergarten. So, Andy ensured him he’d be fine and that he’d have a lot of fun. Samuel really liked hearing that the younger children would be stuck at home with the boring adults while he got to go play with all the other kids at school.

Dylan and Liana were already five years old, the age requirement to start kindergarten in North Carolina, but the other three were still four. Even though all five were born in the same year, the younger three weren’t eligible to start kindergarten this year because their birthdate was after August 31st. Therefore, we had decided to send those three to pre-k.

Mom and I drove Dylan and Liana to school while Millie brought the other three to pre-k. Before we let them out of the car, it was very important to remind them of our family rules.

“Okay guys, what’s the rule about your daddies?” I asked.

“We only have daddies in the house,” Liana replied confidently.

“That’s right, and if someone asks you who your daddy is, what do you say?”

“I don’t have a daddy,” Dylan answered.

“That’s right. Do we talk about daddy when we are not in our house?”

“No,” Liana said, shaking her little head.

“Perfect. What do we call daddy outside the house?”

“Uncle Ty,” Liana said.

“Why?”

“Because outside he’s my uncle, not my daddy.”

“That’s right. Dylan, what do you call daddy outside?”

“Just Ty, because he’s my brother outside, my daddy in the house.”

“Do you think you can remember that?” I asked.

The children both nodded.

It was a long shot, but we did not want to isolate the children from the world. It was important for them to go to school and mix with other children to build relationships and communication skills.

They did remember, and the school year went smoothly. Never once were we brought in to talk about incestuous things the children said. Even as the years passed, the children kept quiet about the truth of our family.

Until one year when Liana was nine.

“No, Liana! Absolutely not!” I put my foot down.

“It’s not fair,” she argued back. “No one else has to lie about their families!”

“I know its not fair, and I’m sorry. But you know that our family does things that are not allowed, and we will get in a lot of trouble if anyone finds out.”

Did I want to have to tell my nine-year-old küçükçekmece escort this, no. But we had told the children very early on about our family because we felt that it was important for them to know and be aware of just how important it was to keep it a secret. Especially now that were 21 children in this family, all under 18 as Victoria was only 16.

Ty came into the room looking quite defeated.

“Wanna switch?” He asked. I could hear our newborn twin girls screaming upstairs.

“Yes, I do.” I said.

“What’s the situation?” Ty asked.

“Liana’s class was assigned to do a project on their families. Liana and Dylan want to be truthful about our family on theirs.”

“Got it.”

I escaped upstairs, breaking up a fight William, 7 Noah, 7 Hannah, almost 6 and Summer, 8 in the hallway. Sometimes the screaming babies and bickering kids were easier to deal with then my nine-year-old daughter, who very much lived up to her name by having my mother’s incredibly strong will.

It happened a few days later.

It was lunchtime, and I had a few of the children at the table waiting to be served. Ellie, Billy and Millie’s four-year-old daughter, was making her fork dance across the table, entertaining the others. Millie had gotten pregnant with her only three weeks after giving birth to August who now five and in kindergarten. But she wasn’t their youngest as they also had Nicholas who was 19 months old and sitting in his chair wiggling around.

I was also babysitting Riley today. She was Ross and Lily’s first daughter together, and was currently four months old as it was April, 2029. Riley was an easy baby but it had taken Lily a while to settle into motherhood. Victoria and Ethan, now 16 and almost 13, adored their baby sister.

However, Ross’ older two children no longer lived with him. After Vanessa found out he was dating Lily, she had a major freak-out. She threatened to expose us to the police and social services unless Ross gave her full-custody of Victoria and Ethan. She only allowed Ross to have supervised visitations and phone-calls, not wanting her children to be further exposed to incest.

The entire family hated Vanessa for this, but there was nothing we could do. Ross did everything in his power to keep in contact with them. Victoria was already threatening her mother to run away the second she turned 18 and come home to us. Ethan, on the other hand, was upset with his father and confused on how to feel.

My twin girls, Makayla and Mackenzie were only a week old and napping. Which is why I was slightly annoyed when the phone rang. If those girls were woken up, there was no putting them back to sleep. I grabbed the phone and answered the call.

“Hello, Daniels residence, Skyler speaking.”

“Hi, Miss Daniels, this is Brenda Harrison calling from Apex Elementary School.”

“Oh, has something happened.”

“Yes, I’m afraid we’re going to need you to come in right away, with Liana Daniels senior and Millie Daniels. Its an urgent matter.”

“Oh my gosh, is anyone hurt?”

“No, the children and fine, we just need to speak with you asap.”

“Yes, of course, I’m on my way.”

I texted the family group chat, shouted for Ty to come downstairs, told him what was going on so he could stay with the children and then drove straight to the school. Mom and Millie arrived at the same as me.

“What’s this about,” Millie asked.

“I don’t know.”

“They called all three of us in?” Mom asked. This was the first time I saw her worry, and that coming from the strongest woman I knew, was very unnerving.

“What are you thinking Mom?” I asked.

“They called all of us in, which means its all of the kids not just one. I can’t picture them calling us in because they started a food fight, and our kids know better than to act up at school,” Mom said.

“You think they know?” I asked.

Mom nodded.

“No, they can’t. There would be police cars, surely, and wouldn’t the guys have been called in to?”

“Sky, your daughter and my son wanted to tell the truth about our family, and now all three of us moms get called in for an urgent matter.”

“No, Liana wouldn’t. She knows how dangerous that would be, she and Dylan wouldn’t go behind our backs,” I said, shaking my head.

“Are you sure about that?” Liana asked. “They might understand, but they are still young children. Kids are notorious for doing things without thinking about the consequences.”

“We better go in,” Mille said.

When we entered the school, the principal and vice principal were waiting for us. They brought us into the meeting main office, and through the glass window, I saw all of our grade school kids sitting in the private meeting room behind a closed door.

All of them were there. From Dylan and Liana in the third grade to August, küçükyalı escort Mason and May in kindergarten, and all the ones in between. Something was not right.

“It has come to our attention that members of your family, including the three of you are involved in incestuous relationships and activities,” Mr. Barnes, the vice principal stated.

“What, that is preposterous!” Millie stated straight away.

“Dylan and Liana told their entire class, with Mrs. Farris present,” he said, pointing to the third grade teacher, “that your entire family is incestuous. Liana also stated that her uncle- Tyler Daniels, is also her father but only in the house.”

“Oh come on, this is ridiculous,” I said. “She’s obviously making up stories for attention, she probably has no idea what’s even talking about.”

“Miss Daniels, a third grader does have the maturity and creative skills to create such a specific and detailed story about her family being incestuous. A third grader wouldn’t even know that term, especially what it means, unless it was taught to her.”

“You can find anything online these days, we really need to protect our kids from the internet,” Millie said, still trying to denying everything.

Mom was quiet, which didn’t surprise me. She was proud of our family, and would never deny it, but she also wasn’t stupid enough to admit it. So silence was her best option here.

“We are legally required to report this to the police,” Mr. Barnes stated.

“No, you can’t,” I said, my voice trembling.

“We do not have a choice.”

Mom stood up.

“Get the children now,” she said.

“We cannot let you leave with the children,” Mr. Barnes stated.

Mom left the office for a second and came back in. From the window I saw Andy open the window leading outside and start beckoning the children toward him, pulling them out one by and one. I pretended not to see anything and joined Mom on pro-longing the argument until mom received a text and stated we were leaving.

“You can’t.”

But we left anyway and went home where Andy had brought the children.

“The police will be here at any second,” my shouted. She opened the hall closet and started throwing out bags. “Kids, put anything you want to bring with you in this bag. We will never be coming back to this house so do not leave anything you want to keep.”

At once, the kids grabbed a bag and rushed off to their rooms. Ty and Billy grabbed some bags to pack the babies things. Mom rushed to the garage and I went with here. There were countless suitcases here, marked with names and categories: little Liana, clothes, Billy bathroom.

“I kept all this stuff packed just in case we needed to escape fast,” Mom said. “Help me load this all in the cars.”

We all gathered back in the living room once the cars were packed.

“Okay, Ross and Lily are making their own way to the cabin,” she said.

“The cabin? That’s where we’re staying I asked.”

“Yes your father and I built in case- we really don’t have time for this,” Mom said. “We have four cars, Ty’s truck, and the van. So, I will take Dylan, Samuel, and Hannah with me. Ty, you and Sky will take the van, that’ll fit all of your kids. Andy, you take Riley and Ellie, and Nicholas. Billy, you and Millie will take Summer, Will, Maddison.”

We all nodded and rushed out the door. There was a crowd of neighbors piled along the street watching. The news couldn’t have possibly spread that fast.

Mom grabbed Sam and Hanna’s hands, getting them into her car while Dylan climbed into his car seat and tied himself in. My kids were screaming and crying, confused and scared by the chaos. Ty and I struggled to get them into the van and strapped into their car seats.

We heard the sirens but they were still faint, which meant we still had time but not a lot of it. The adults jumped into the cars and we all took off, ignoring the speed limit. The cops didn’t catch up to us and when they arrived at our house, all they would find was an empty home and Ty’s old beat-up truck abandoned in the driveway.

We got away.

Chapter 19

Another round of incest

(From this point, the chapter takes place years into the future. Victoria, Ethan, Liana, and Dylan are now adults and can participate in sexual activities. They are NOT minors in the following paragraphs, and therefore this does not break any rules.)

Decades had passed and our family lived peacefully in the comfort of our cabin, which we had to expand to accommodate our never ending growing family. Ty and I had a total of fourteen children together, a record yet to be beaten. Billy and Millie came close with 12 children, while Lily and Ross only had 8 together.

And Victoria did come home when she turned 18, and had 6 children with her father, and 4 with her brother after his 18th birthday. kültür escort Neither of them talk to their mother anymore.

Liana was 30 years old now, she had 11 children with various cousins and siblings, and one with her father. Sat cross-legged on her bed, the fading light from the window casting a soft glow across her cheeks.

Her heart hammered in her chest as the door swung open. She felt her body respond, her skin tingling with an excitement that was both terrifying and exhilarating.

Ty leaned in, and his warm, rough lips met hers. As Liana’s arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer, it grew deeper, more urgent. They kissed as if to devour each other.

Liana felt her father’s hands on her waist, then sliding up her back, drawing her even nearer. Her hands rubbed his shoulders, feeling the muscles flex beneath his shirt.

Ty leaned back, his hands moving to the hem of her shirt. She helped him, lifting it over her head, revealing her lacy bra. His eyes roamed over her, taking in the sight of her bare skin, and the curves that had blossomed.

He unhooked her bra, and it fell away, revealing her breasts. They were full and firm, the rosy nipples peaked with desire. He took one in his mouth, and she gasped, arching her back. The sensation was overwhelming. His hand found the other, his thumb teasing the sensitive peak, and she felt a warmth spread through her body, a liquid heat pooling between her legs.

They stood, their bodies pressed together, their clothes peeling away like layers of an onion, each revealing more of their forbidden desire. Liana’s jeans slid down her legs, leaving her in just her panties. Ty’s hands skimmed over her skin. He kissed her neck, nibbling at her earlobe, and she shivered, her breaths coming in ragged gasps.

He knelt before her as he hooked his thumbs into her underwear and slid them off. She stepped out of them. Then, Ty leaned in, kissing her stomach, his tongue tracing the line of her navel. She felt his warm breath against her sex, and she spread her legs wider, inviting him in.

His kisses grew lower. HIs hands grabbed her ass, holding her in place as his tongue touched her in deep kisses. She moaned, her hands in his hair, guiding him. As Ty’s tongue delved deeper, Liana felt herself getting wetter. Her father’s mouth on her, his hands squeezing her ass, it was too much. Her legs trembled, and she wrapped them around his neck, pulling him closer.

His tongue circled her clit, teasing it mercilessly, and she threw her head back, the pressure building up inside her rapidly. She could feel her orgasm approaching, a pressure building deep within her. Liana’s fingers tightened in his hair, urging him on, and he responded, his tongue sucking faster.

As he moved up to suck her tits, Liana reached down, her hand finding his hard, and she stroked him. He groaned, his hips bucking into her hand. They kissed again, deep and hungry. He his hands roamed her body, touching every inch of her. Liana felt his erection nudging against her, and she opened her legs wider, inviting him in.

With a groan, Ty positioned himself at her entrance, his cock thick and hard. He pushed in slowly, inch by inch, as she gasped at the feeling of being filled by her father. It was tight but she was soaking wet, and he slid in easily, her body stretching to accommodate his size.

Liana’s nails dug into his back as he began to move, his hips rocking into hers. She felt every inch of him, his roughness against her softness. His movements grew more urgent, his breath ragged in her ears.

“Harder,” she whispered, and he obliged, his thrusts growing more powerful, his cock plunging deep within her. The bed creaked beneath them.

Liana’s eyes rolled back into her hand. She was close again, her orgasm building like a wave about to crash. He knew it, and his movements grew more urgent, his breath hot against her neck.

“Daddy,” she whimpered. “Fuck me harder, Daddy.”

Her eyes shut as Ty fucked her as hard as he could. Her body tightened, preparing for release. She clung to him, her legs locking around his waist, her heels digging into his back. The pleasure was unbearable, an agony that she never wanted to end.

“Yes,” she squealed. “Yes, like that.”

Ty felt his own climax approaching, approaching, a pressure building at the base of his spine, a coil ready to snap. He could feel Liana’s body tighten around him, her muscles contracting. He knew she was close, and the thought of her finishing with his cock buried deep inside her, was all it took to push him over the edge.

He thrust into her one last time and shot his hot cum deep inside his daughter, getting her pregnant with their second child together. He felt her spasm around him, her nails digging into his flesh as she climaxed with a scream.

(Thank you to everyone who has followed the series all the way to the end. Second version will be released soon and I promise it is way more sexy, detailed, and much longer. Title will be the same but instead of part it will say chapter so as not to confuse it with this version. Look for Unspoken desires chapter 1 in the coming days. Thank you everyone again, I can’t believe how far into this story we have gotten.)

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