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Alyssa (Jenna Gargles) receives a phone call from her estranged stepfather, Darryl (JJ Graves). This makes Alyssa suspicious, because they haven't spoken since her other parent's death. Darryl admits he was a mess back then, and that he only recently found out about Alyssa being trans. He regrets not being there for her in the past, and wants to meet up. Alyssa is still suspicious but also hopeful, clearly wanting a familial relationship with Darryl. She agrees to meet with him. The next day, Darryl arrives and is overly warm. He dwells on Alyssa's beautiful appearance, which hints at attraction, although she doesn't notice yet. She invites him further into the house, and they sit down to catch up. Alyssa points out that Darryl had always ignored her back when she presented as male before coming out. Darryl tries to blame it on grief from when Alyssa's other parent died, though Alyssa isn't convinced. Darryl feigns regret, apologizing for being so terrible. He claims that they've BOTH changed a lot and that they should focus on the future instead. Alyssa wants to move forward, but is still a bit hesitant and hurt. Darryl changes the subject, seemingly a bit too eager to do so. He starts asking personal questions, claiming that he wants to get to know her well, though he is clearly sussing out her availability. Alyssa doesn't yet catch on, flattered by the attention, and admits that she's single. Darryl encourages Alyssa to take pictures with him, gushing about how photogenic she is. Alyssa is a bit bashful but agrees and they take some cutesy family pictures. Darryl sneaks her a peck on the cheek, which throws Alyssa off a bit. Darryl continues on to ask her how her transition is going, offering to buy her gifts to help. But things start to become uncomfortable as he overplays his hand by offering to buy her lingerie. Alyssa cuts him off. She starts to put the pieces together, calling him out for only taking an interest in her now that he thinks she's hot. He isn't acting appropriately for a normal familial relationship. Darryl finally drops the act, admitting that he's only there because he's sexually attracted to her. Darryl shamelessly preys on Alyssa wanting family in her life, telling her that he'll only be involved in her life if she gives him what he wants. Alyssa is shocked but desperate for family, so she agrees to have sex. But can this really give her the kind of familial connection that SHE wants? ]]> Fri, 27 May 2022 02:03:52 CEST https://fullfamilyincest.com/video/4875/how-much-we-ve-both-changed/ https://fullfamilyincest.com/video/4997/keeping-a-piece-of-you/
SCENE OPENS on Diana (Sovereign Syre) quietly walking into her 18-year-old step-son Joshua's bedroom. The air is melancholy as she slowly walks around the room, touching items that belong to Joshua in a loving way. Her gazes are longing, wistful, and she seems sad. We hear Joshua call out, 'Mom! I'm home!' Diana instantly perks up, her mood lightened, as she calls back to him and leaves the room. Diana then greets Joshua (Nathan Bronson), though her greeting seems a bit seductive. Joshua is also weirded out by Diana's choice of clothes, which are a bit revealing. He asks if she's dressed like this because Diana's getting ready to finally start dating again, arguing that she needs to move on since that's what his father would have wanted. Diana insists that she doesn't want to date and that raising Joshua was the most important thing in her life. She expresses how she'll miss him when he goes to college, and that she has an idea on how to make the transition easier. Diana leads Joshua back to his bedroom where they can talk. CUT TO TITLE Diana admits that she wants Joshua to impregnate her so that she can raise another child, believing that it'll help keep Joshua close. Joshua is shocked and reluctant, refusing. Diana breaks down, begging him for his help and guilt-tripping him. Does he WANT to break his mother's heart?? Joshua is stopped in his tracks by this argument, seemingly torn between logic and family obligation. Diana latches onto this moment of weakness, tearfully telling him that she won't ever tell anyone it's HIS child, if he doesn't want anyone to know. She knows guys his age are a bit young for so much responsibility... Joshua is torn but he clearly cares about how distressed Diana is. Finally, he slowly agrees that he will give her what she wants as long as it stays between them. He just wants her to be happy and he hates seeing her like this. Diana wants to keep a piece of Joshua, but how much is she REALLY going to take from him? ]]> Tue, 26 May 2020 03:08:22 CEST https://fullfamilyincest.com/video/4997/keeping-a-piece-of-you/ https://fullfamilyincest.com/video/5061/the-casting/
Scene opens on Amy (Abigail Mac ), a young waitress, as she waits by a bus stop at the end of a long shift. Still dressed in her work uniform, she rifles through her purse to find some change for the bus when her phone rings. It's her agent on the other end of the line, calling to inform the struggling actress that she received an invitation to audition for a new mainstream project -- a lead role in a pilot. Amy is ecstatic and surprised. It's the first audition she's ever had... The agent tells her that he received the invitation from the director himself, eager to meet Amy after seeing her demo reel. Eager to accept, she tells the agent to set up a time and she'll be there. 'Do you think you could make it to Los Verdes by 5pm?' The agent asks. Amy looks down at herself. 'As long as they don't mind my work uniform,' she jokes. The agent tells her he'll set it up and send the address. Amy puts the phone back in her purse and sits quietly for a moment, before jumping up and down in excitement at the bus stop. CUT TO TITLE PLATE Inside a staged living room, several crew members finish setting up lights and preparing their cameras. A small bespectacled man, the director (Jake Adams), comes on to the set and barks orders at several of them. Despite his slight stature, he commands a presence and the crew work obediently under him. He walks over to a separate area, where a makeup artist is finishing up with the male lead (Seth Gamble)'s hair. 'Tony Romeo,' the director says, clasping the man's hand. 'Do I have a fun audition for you today!' The actor flashes a toothy grin. 'Like last time?' he asks. The director smirks at him, adjusting his glasses, before telling the makeup artist to wrap it up. The actress will be here any moment. And he wants a closed set. Outside the building, Amy paces by the door. It is already after 5pm and she doesn't want to make a bad impression. A PA lets her in, paging the director on his walkie-talkie. Amy steps inside to view the set. It looks so professional ... like a real living room! She nervously sits down on the couch when the director storms in. With a strong handshake, he introduces himself. 'I'm Steven Rothschild, welcome to my set!' Amy recognizes the name instantly. Rothschild is one of cable's most successful showrunners. 'You're the guy behind Red, White, and Bad!' she exclaims. 'That's one of the best shows on television right now!' Tony struts into the room. 'OR ever!' he says, jokingly sliding into their conversation. Amy looks doubly starstruck. Tony Romeo is the hottest young actor in Hollywood right now. 'Oh my god, Tony Romeo. Are you in this?' He smiles, looking at the director. 'Are you kidding? Stevie wrote this for me!' He clasps his director friend on the back before sitting down on the couch. The director puts his arm around Amy and tells her that Tony is going to be helping read lines for her audition today. Is she ready to get started? Amy nods, then asks if he got her portfolio the agent sent over. Steven looks her up and down. 'Don't worry, I've seen everything I need to see about you already,' he says with a smile before turning to tell the crew to leave the room. This is a closed audition. The director sits down beside Tony and asks Amy to stand before them. He asks her age, height, weight and then to spin around for him. Amy looks a little confused. 'Do we have a script?' she asks. The director smiles and repeats his request, with Tony chiming in. 'Stevie likes to freestyle his auditions,' he adds. 'Starting off with how you look!' Amy slowly turns around, trying to keep her composure. She feels awkward. The director likes what he sees and pays several compliments to Amy's physique. 'You look like you take very good care of yourself,' he says, jotting down a note. 'Have you done a lot of physical roles in the past?' Amy feels even more awkward. 'Um ... I work out,' she replies. The two men look at each other and nod, before Tony gets up and walks over beside her. The director compliments how good they look together. 'Now, that's an attractive cast!' he remarks. Tony comes in close to Amy and puts his arm around her. He smells great and is very handsome. Amy blushes at the thought of him touching her. 'Thanks,' she squeaks. 'Now, are you sure you don't want me to read anything in specific?' The director stands up and walks over to them, scoping them out. 'Are you comfortable with romantic roles?' he asks Amy. Amy nods. 'Good,' the director continues. 'Because this new project is a love story and it's going to feature several very intimate scenes.' The camera lingers on Amy's face, as she tries to remain confident and professional despite her unease. Tony playfully teases her by saying not to worry, he brushed his teeth. 'I'm sure that won't be a problem,' she replies quietly. The director goes on to explain that there is one pivotal scene in the project that involves nudity. It is very important that she feels comfortable with being nude on camera. Amy's smile wavers. 'Um ... ok, I guess,' she replies. The director's tone changes sharply. 'Well, are you ok with being nude on camera or not?' he barks. Tony releases his grip and looks at her. Feeling cornered, Amy nods nervously. 'Yes, of course. I'm an actress,' she says. The director relaxes. 'Great,' he says, clasping his hands together. 'So, let's see you out of these clothes then. I want to make sure you don't have any tattoos or blemishes that would take away from the innocence of your character.' Amy stares at the men in shock, before slowly looking across the room. It is empty. The crew have left. She is completely alone. 'I don't have any tattoos,' she whispers. The director crosses his arms and motions again for her to undress. 'He just wants to make sure,' Tony adds reassuringly. There is a long pause before Amy slowly begins to remove her work uniform. She strips down to her bra and panties. 'See, no tattoos,' she says, eager to redress. The director stops her. 'Let me take a good look,' he says scanning her body. 'Please remove your undergarments.' Amy wraps her arms around her chest. 'I don't think that's necessary, do you?' she asks. Tony chimes in again, joking that she might have something hidden under there. They just need to take a quick look. It's not a big deal. 'You are an actress, right?' he says, his joking attitude turning serious. Feeling intimidated, Amy nods and slowly slips off the rest of her clothing. She stands before the two men fully nude and vulnerable. They exchange knowing looks before the director compliments her body again, saying how lovely she looks and what great shape she is in. She is a natural born star. Amy fakes a smile. 'Thank you,' she says. 'Shall I get dressed now?' The director says sure and goes back to sit on the couch when Tony interjects. 'Wait, wait, wait!' he says enthusiastically. 'Stevie, I have a great idea! Since we are all here and there is such a good vibe going on, why don't we just rehearse that scene you told us about to see what the chemistry is like? You can work out the angles you'd like for when we actually film it!' The director smiles. 'That is a FANTASTIC idea!' he replies as Amy covers herself up and the director leaves the room to grab his camera. Tony starts to remove his clothing, staring intently at the nervous woman. 'You should really relax,' he says coldly. 'Stevie hates difficult women!' He pulls down his pants to reveal his semi-erect cock, as she turns away embarrassed. The director returns with his camera and begins to guide them into position. 'I imagine that this scene starts with a long, intimate kiss,' he says. 'Standing just about where you are now. When you're ready, please begin.' He kneels to get a nice low angle look at Amy as Tony closes in on her. 'Are you ready, beautiful?' he says, inches from her lips. Looking down at his cock on her thigh, she closes her eyes and says 'ok.' The director yells action and Tony kisses her. She nervously kisses him back, not sure what to do with her hands, but the leading man grabs them and wraps them around his muscular frame. 'Closer,' the director whispers eagerly. 'More passionate!' Throughout the awkward make out session, the director moves around the couple to view his various angles. When he is not satisfied with something, he sharply asks Amy to bend and contort herself. The requests become increasingly exploitative and she tries to protest but both men remind her that this is an audition and she shouldn't break character. 'If you do what the director asks, you will get the part,' Tony whispers aggressively in her ear. 'So, don't be a diva about it!' She feels horribly conflicted but doesn't want to lose the role of a lifetime so, mustering up her courage, she tries her best to do everything the director says, no matter how invasive. She ends up spread eagle on the couch for both men to see, as the director sticks his lens right up to to her pussy and breathes heavily. 'This will make a perfect transition,' he mutters to himself as he hands his camera to Tony. 'Tony, I want your character to begin the sex scene with oral first, followed by penetration,' he says, matter-of-factly as he undoes his zipper. 'But, it needs to feel authentic, so let me show you how I'd like you to do it first.' Tony nods, pointing the camera. Amy looks at the director. 'I'm sorry ... What?!' she stammers. Looking at her coldly, the director arches an eyebrow. 'You don't have any issue with me showing him, right? I like to get into the minds of my characters through roleplay. It's just my style.' She closes her legs and starts to get up. 'I don't think I feel comfortable with that, I'm sorry.' She rushes over to her clothes and starts to gather them on the ground when she hears the men laughing behind her. Angry, she stands up and turns around. 'What is so funny?' She asks, her anger welling up alongside her anxiety. The men stop snickering and face her. 'You chicks are all the same,' Tony says. 'You take an opportunity and you ruin it with your attitude! Nobody wants to work with a bitch like that.' Amy tries to defend herself. She doesn't have an issue with nudity or even a sex scene, she just wished she'd be informed. 'I thoroughly explained this all to your agent,' the director adds. 'He assured me that you were professional and experienced.' Amy walks back over to them, pleading. 'I am,' she says, exasperated. 'And I want this role, I really do! I just wasn't expecting this much pressure!' Tony puts his arm around her and slowly pushes her back down on the couch. 'Look, I'm sorry if I offended you, I just hate it when actors aren't respectful on set. It's my biggest pet peeve ... right, Stevie?' The director nods, pulling his dick out. 'Nobody is here to pressure you sweetheart,' he says. 'We just want to make sure we create the most authentic scene possible!' She stares at the penis in his hands, her lips quivering. 'So, are you willing to continue?' he says. 'Because I've got girls lined up if you don't think you're strong enough for this role!' Amy closes her eyes. This isn't what she expected. But, if she doesn't do it, she won't get the role. Slowly, she spreads her legs wide again and stares at him. 'Yes,' she says quietly. ]]> Tue, 30 Jul 2019 03:33:26 CEST https://fullfamilyincest.com/video/5061/the-casting/ https://fullfamilyincest.com/video/5101/cum-addiction-intervention/
SCENE OPENS on girlfriend and boyfriend Carla (Athena Faris) and Rich (Codey Steele). They are in each other's arms on Carla's bed, chatting and laughing. They start to makeout and before long, things are pretty hot and heavy. As they kiss, Rich squeezes Carla's tits. As he moves his hand between her legs, he starts to rub her pussy over her pants but she gently pulls his hand away and breaks the kiss. She...she's not sure if she's...ready, she says softly. REALLY?, Rich asks, clearly disappointed. Yeah...she...she told him that she wanted to take things slow, Carla says. Yeah but...there's slow and then there's... SLOW, Rich says, visibly annoyed. 'We've been together for six months now. We're BOTH 18, so...what's going on? Don't you want to be with me?' Rich says, playing the victim a little. No, that's not it, of COURSE she wants to be with him, Carla says, seemingly worried that she's upset him. 'So what's stopping us, then? Let's be brave and go for it...' Rich says with a lusty grin. He resumes kissing her and gets handsy again almost immediately. But...but what about her step-brother? He's home and he might hear them, Carla points out, worried. Well, they'll just have to be quiet then, he responds. She hesitates. OK?, he asks. She still seems a little reluctant, but clearly wants to please her boyfriend. Ok, she smiles nervously, taking a deep breath. Rich and Carla have sex. She begins it nervously, since it is her first time being with him, but as she grows to enjoy it, her skittishness falls away. As the sex winds down, Rich is telling Carla how much he loves her and announces that he's going to cum any moment. She tells him to pull out, but as he continues thrusting, he says he's getting close. She protests, telling him that she's never done that before, but he pressures her, telling her that it will bring them closer together. 'Please, I'm so close...!' She still seems reluctant, but again wanting to please him, she falls prey to her own guilt and hesitantly says 'O-ok, yeah,' allowing him to creampie her. He moans loudly as he cums. When he leaves the room, she is fascinated by the cum dripping from her pussy. When she tentatively tastes it, it's as if she has an epiphany and is transfixed by the feeling and taste of cum. She exhales a huge breath, trying to get herself under control as she breathes rapidly, staring off into space, as if she is reborn. CUT TO TITLE Weeks later, Carla sneaks into the house, late at night. No longer sweet and virginal, she is disheveled and seems like she's been partying all night. She goes into her bathroom and takes a shower. Zombie-like, she dips her fingers in her pussy and licks what appears to be cum off them. As she showers, her stepbrother Toby (Robby Echo) enters the washroom. When she steps out of the shower, he desperately tells her that he needs to talk to her about something. Toby tells her that she's changed drastically in the past few weeks, going from sweet-natured and happy to a walking zombie who sneaks home late every night. It becomes clear that Carla has been sleeping with random men each night. Toby is worried and wants to help. 'Awwwwww. Mr. Nice Guy Toby just wants to help his poor messed-up step-sister Carla?!' she says mockingly. 'Give me a fucking break,' she says, rolling her eyes with a mean-spirited laugh. Please Carla...., Toby begins. 'You know what I think? I don't think you want to help, I think that you came in here because you're jealous,' Carla says, moving towards Toby. What is she...?, Toby says. She thinks he's jealous of ALL those guys that she fucks, Carla grins wickedly. Why is she SAYING these things?!, Toby pleads, sounding very distressed. That IS it, isn't it?, Carla says, moving closer still to Toby. He's jealous of all those guys...because that's all he's EVER wanted isn't it?, she asks. To get a little taste for himself, she adds tauntingly. N-no, of COURSE not! He would never even CONSIDER...Toby says, appalled at the suggestion. 'Don't worry, you can be honest. We tell each other EVERYTHING right? That's what brothers and sisters are SUPPOSED to do...?' Carla says, caressing his arm. He pulls away, but she seems to have struck a chord because his gaze lingers on her for a moment. He denies her accusation. Hungry for more cum, she begins to aggressively seduce him. 'You want to FUCK me? You want to...FILL ME UP?' she says, a crazed look coming over her face as she caresses his arm, pressing her body against his. No, she's wrong! Toby says fiercely, struggling valiantly to resist. 'Y-you...you don't know WHAT I want,' Toby stammers. Yeah...she DOES...she KNOWS that he wants...to give her all his...she begins, trailing her hand down his chest. Hot...Sticky...CUM, she whispers fiercely, licking her lips hungrily. Carla...he stutters, his resistance nearly gone. Well, GIVE it to her then...give her EVERY last drop, she says, her voice thick with need. Finally, any last semblance of hesitance from Toby is gone. Ok, he says softly. Carla is addicted to cum, and she's going to feed that addiction...no matter what. ]]> Thu, 11 Jul 2019 03:48:12 CEST https://fullfamilyincest.com/video/5101/cum-addiction-intervention/ https://fullfamilyincest.com/video/5105/substitute-wife/
SCENE OPENS on a close-up of unseen hands finishing putting a dress on a woman (Chanel Preston) on a bed, zipping it up and smoothing out the wrinkles. The hands clasp a bracelet to her wrist before applying lipstick tenderly to her lips. The woman never moves. We don't see her eyes. We cut to a POV shot from the bed, looking up at the man (Tommy Pistol) who is preparing the woman. He has his arms crossed over his chest and looks down at her, appraising his work. He thinks for a moment. Deciding something, he exits offscreen for a beat. He returns with high heel shoes. We cut away to a close up of him slipping the shoes onto her feet and cut back to the POV shot from the bed. He reappraises his work after the update. He seems pleased and smiles. 'I hope you can hear me, honey.' the man says sweetly as he sits down on the bed next to her and takes her hand in his. After a beat of silence, he says 'No, I KNOW you can hear me. I just wanted to say...I realize that...that things haven't been...all that great between us ever since your...accident and I...I could tell you a THOUSAND times how sorry I am, but I know it wouldn't change what happened. All we can do is move...forward. And I want SO badly to do that. I'm committed to making this work, I'm committed to being...BETTER, committed to... getting us through this.' After another moment of silence, as he gazes at the woman in bed his eyes mist up with emotion. He reaches out and brushes her hair a bit back out of her face. 'I understand...that this...that this hasn't be an easy...TRANSITION for you and I..I WISH things could be different, but if this is the only way we can be together, to me it's better than nothing,' he continues. A moment of strained silence follows. 'But let's not focus on negativity, let's concentrate on tonight. I'm going to make this such a special night for you honey. You deserve it,' he says, smiling. 'I love you...so much,' he adds sincerely. The doorbell rings. He gets up to leave the room. 'That must be her,' he says with an expectant smile. CUT TO TITLE He opens the front door to find Amanda (Gianna Dior) standing there, a tight dress clinging to her body as she twirls a small clutch on her fingers. Hi there, she says enticingly. Oh uh, hello, the man says nervously, smiling politely at his guest. Please...please, come in, he says, gesturing her inside. She walks in confidently and he closes the door behind her. 'You look very beautiful tonight. Thank you for...wearing the dress I requested,' he says. She does a little twirl. No problem, it's his night after all, plus...the dress is definitely her color anyway, she laughs. There is a moment of awkward silence. She glances around the house. Nice place, she says, trying to fill the silence. Oh thank you, he says nervously. Does he live in this big house ALL ALONE?, she asks playfully. Not...exactly, he responds, fidgeting anxiously. Amanda sees his obvious jitters. 'Oh baby, you don't need to be nervous, we're both consenting adults, relax! I'll take good care of you,' Amanda says soothingly, tracing her hand along his arm. He apologizes for being nervous, it's just been... a long time and he wants everything to be...perfect. She completely understands, Amanda says agreeably. He asks her if it's ok if he calls her Bonnie. He can call her whatever he wants, baby, Amanda says. 'And what's your name sweetie?' she asks him. Ron, he says shyly, clearing his throat. So...why don't they...go to the bedroom?, he asks. She thought he'd never ask, Amanda says flirtatiously. He leads her to the bedroom. When they get to the bedroom door, he pauses. Now, before they go into the bedroom, he needs to prepare her, he says. His wife is...in there, he continues. Oh, baby, she didn't know it was going to be a threesome, Amanda says. 'No, no, she's not...exactly...it will...maybe it's easier if I just show you,' he says, opening the door slowly. As the door creaks open, the form of an inert woman lying on the bed is revealed. It is the woman that the man was dressing earlier. Seeing this, Amanda becomes instantly wary. Um she's not sure exactly what's going on here...but she should probably go, Amanda says, moving away from the room. 'No no please...wait, it's not what you think. She's perfectly fine. Well, not fine exactly. She's...in a coma,' Ron says sadly. Oh, Amanda says softly. 'I'm...I'm sorry,' she says. 'I am too,' he says, looking in at his wife longingly. 'It's been a while since her...accident, but I'm still not used to...not REALLY having her around...to not having that...intimacy with her,' he continues. Amanda's worry has been replaced with pity for this lonely man and she looks at him sympathetically. 'I want SO BADLY to be close to her again. That's why I called you here tonight, so you could...HELP us be close again, so you could---just for tonight---BE my Bonnie,' he continues. Amanda thinks for a moment. Oh sweetie, he could have just said that over the phone, he really freaked her out there for a second, yeah...OF COURSE she can do that for him, Amanda says kindly. He smiles with relief. Thank you, he says softly. 'That means so much to me...to...US', he says, gesturing towards Bonnie. Amanda smiles back at him. So...why doesn't she come in?, he asks, waving her into the bedroom. His side of the bed is waiting for them..., he adds. This stops Amanda in her tracks. Her smile vanishes, her wariness returning. 'Wait, you want me to...right next to her...?' Amanda asks in disbelief. Yes, it will help him to feel closer to Bonnie by actually BEING close to her, he explains. Oh..um..wow, Amanda says quietly, shocked. She understands, but...her services don't usually include this sort of...thing, she tells Ron. Maybe it's best if he calls someone else, Amanda says delicately, again moving to leave. He puts his hand lightly on her arm to try to stop her. 'PLEASE, please...don't go, I just...I miss her SO much. Will you please...will you...pretend to be...my wife?' he asks pleadingly. Amanda looks back at the man, glancing over his shoulder at his comatose wife. She is clearly weighing her options, considering his request. He looks at her expectantly. Finally, she takes a deep breath. Ok, she'll do it, Amanda says. Relief washes over the man again. Thank you, he says quietly. He moves towards the bed, smiles down at his wife and kisses her softly on the forehead. Amanda looks on uncomfortably. He crosses over to his empty side of the bed and sits down. Please, please, he says, motioning her to sit next to him. He smiles encouragingly. Amanda, still a little uncomfortable, hesitates for a second, but her professionalism quickly takes over and she assumes her role, sitting next to Ron as Bonnie lies on her side behind them. Amanda shoots a quick, cautious glance over her shoulder at Bonnie before devoting her attention fully to the man, laying her hand on his leg and smiling seductively at him. He smiles back, brushing a hair from his face. 'You look so beautiful, honey. I've...I've missed you so much,' he says to Amanda. 'I missed you too, Ron,' Amanda says, moving in to kiss him. Their kiss quickly becomes passionate as she moves her hand towards his groin, caressing his package over his pants. As he kisses her neck, Amanda can't help but glance over his shoulder at Bonnie. Bonnie still lies on her back looking straight up with her eyes closed, but it's as if Amanda can feel her watching her. ]]> Thu, 07 Mar 2019 03:50:41 CET https://fullfamilyincest.com/video/5105/substitute-wife/ https://fullfamilyincest.com/video/5132/indecent-exposure/
Jane (Ella Knox) waits in the reception area of Dr. Bishop's home office. She is very nervous and agitated. The door to Dr. Bishop's office slowly creaks open. Dr. Bishop (Alex Jones) emerges from the office, telling her to please come in. The camera follows her as she enters the office. Dr. Bishop closes the door and motions for her to sit down in a separate area of the office away from his desk where there are two chairs across from each other, mentioning she should get as comfortable as she likes. She sits in a chair that faces away from his desk. Dr. Bishop formally introduces himself. Jane nods but otherwise doesn't respond. 'I understand that you have been referred to me by Dr. Hill?' The girl nods shyly, yes, she utters. He continues, saying that as he understands it, Dr. Hill is retiring. That kind of change can be very disruptive to a patient's therapy, but he is here to make sure that the transition is smooth, Dr. Bishop continues, walking around behind the chair that she sits in. What brought her to therapy?, he asks. Jane looks a bit thrown off - doesn't he have her file?, she asks. Yes, but he wants to hear it in her own words, he says. Jane takes a deep breath. 'Well, Dr. Hill says I have a fear of...intimacy,' she says slowly. She's having trouble articulating her real issue to a stranger. 'I'm afraid of...sex,' Jane finally admits. 'Can you help me?,' Jane asks softly, hopeful. 'I assure you, this is exactly my area of expertise, and I will do EVERYTHING in my power to help you,' he says. 'Let's talk specifically about your phobia. Fear of sex. Do you have a guess as to how this started?' Jane fidgets and says 'no' evasively. 'And HAVE you had sex before? Or has your fear always stopped you before?' Dr. Bishop asks. Jane looks increasingly uncomfortable. Yes, she has, she says quietly, looking down at her lap. 'Can you tell me how old you were when you lost your virginity?' he asks. She guesses it must have been about...4 years ago? She's 22 now, so it was when she was 18, Jane answers. 'Describe it to me,' Dr. Bishop says after a moment, unzipping his fly again. Losing her virginity?! Does he really want her to describe it to him?, Jane asks incredulously. Yes, he says matter-of-factly, since she has a crippling fear of sex, they need to isolate the root cause of it, he says evenly, as unbeknownst to her, he unzips his fly and takes his dick out. He slowly inches it towards her face, but Jane is too in her own head to turn around and notice anything. 'And take your time, dear,' he finishes, 'we're in no hurry,'. Um...ok, Jane says reluctantly. 'My parents were out of town and my brother was having a party, and it...happened that night,' Jane says. Continue, Dr. Bishop says. 'Well, the party was really fun, and I went to my room for a minute to touch up my make-up and...someone came in...it was this guy I knew. We had both had had a few....well let's just say we both had had a few, and I guess that gave him the courage to tell me that he had a crush on me, and before I knew it, things were out of control and I was...naked with him, and...it happened,' Jane says, exhaling loudly as she bites her nails. Please, be specific, Dr. Bishop prompts, pacing slowly behind her as he holds his cock and lightly waves it close to her, coming extremely close to her head, but not touching it. He tells her that to help, she can perform a relaxation exercise as she recounts the story. He tells her to lay her head on the back of the chair and close her eyes, and to focus on nothing but her words as she speaks. Jane does as she's told. Dr. Bishop lays his hand on her shoulder, offering her words of support as he continues to stroke his hard dick with his other hand. After a moment, Jane speaks. 'We started kissing, and he...took off my shirt, and then...I just did it cause I felt like...I had to,' Jane says, her voice quivering with emotion. Abruptly he pulls his cock away and efficiently puts his dick back into his pants, zipping up as he says 'That can be enough for now, Jane. Please open your eyes.' Jane opens her eyes and turns in her chair to look at him. He leans on the edge of his desk, smiling kindly. 'Take a deep breath, I know that was hard, but you're safe,' Dr. Bishop says. Jane exhales loudly, trying to steady herself after reliving the memory. The doctor remarks this was clearly an incredibly painful and traumatic experience, and in admitting what occurred that night, she has already made significant progress, he says. He is more convinced than ever that that night is the source of her phobia and he now feels comfortable recommending an appropriate course of treatment, Dr. Bishop says. 'Are you familiar with 'Exposure Therapy'?', he asks. CUT TO TITLE PLATE Jane shakes her head. No, she doesn't know what that is. He will explain, he says. 'Exposure therapy is the practice of exposing someone to what they fear the most, demystifying the fear and thus removing it. You have been afraid of sex ever since that experience, so what exposure therapy means for you is that you need to have sex once more, to face that fear, and to overcome it. I believe that this is the only suitable course of action for you,' Dr. Bishop says smoothly. Jane's eyes go wide and her lip begins to tremble. No, no, no, she can't do that, she WON'T do that, she can't just will herself to have sex with some guy!, Jane stammers frantically, clearly terrified at the very thought of it. 'Oh please do not misunderstand me, I'm not suggesting that you engage in some sordid 'one-night-stand'. Exposure therapy must be administered very carefully and under the supervision of a professional, thus I am recommending that I be the one to...administer your therapy,' Dr. Bishop says confidently and matter-of-factly. Jane's jaw drops. 'You want ME to...with YOU?! Are you crazy?? No way,' Jane exclaims. Dr. Bishop moves towards her. He smiles down coldly. 'I do not take this lightly and only recommend this because I truly believe that this is the correct treatment, but let me be very clear: if you do not want to do this, which is, of course, your right...' at this Dr. Bishop lays a hand firmly on her shoulder. She flinches a bit, but his grip is tight. He continues speaking. 'I'd only see one possible future for you: you would walk out of this office and resolve that you will fix your problem on your own. And maybe you will have some progress at first, but you will eventually revert back to all your old fears, all your old phobias, and you will live the rest of your life terrified. You will not be able to maintain relationships or experience any sort of closeness and ultimately any true pleasure. Before you even realize it, your life will be over. You will die alone, with no one by your side. And that future, for you or for any of my patients? That is MY greatest fear,' Dr. Bishop says. Jane looks confused, wrestling with what he has just told her. 'You can't know that this is what's going to happen!' Jane says, almost pleads. He has been a psychiatrist for almost 15 years and his experience tells him that this is exactly what will happen, he says patiently. 'Don't you want to be happy?' he asks. Jane still seems uncertain but looks up at him with a hopefulness, as if to say: please, please help me. 'Ok, if you promise that it will help me,' she says softly and reluctantly. Dr. Bishop asks Jane to stand up and face him. Mentioning that any sexual encounter begins with the participants getting naked, he tells her to remove her clothes. Nervously she strips down, exposing her huge tits. Dr. Bishop tells her to lie down on his desk. She hesitantly complies and he spreads her legs, getting his first look at her tight pussy. He lowers his face to it, burying his tongue in her juicy mound. Jane is still uncertain, but can't deny how good his tongue feels on her clit and moans loudly. As she gets more and more into it, Dr. Bishop eats her pussy hungrily. Soon, it's time for the next phase of her treatment, and Dr. Bishop has Jane get on her knees as he frees his cock from his pants. But Jane's therapy is just beginning, and before her fear of sex is cured, Dr. Bishop is going to expose her to things that she never even DREAMED of... ]]> Thu, 17 Jan 2019 04:02:14 CET https://fullfamilyincest.com/video/5132/indecent-exposure/ https://fullfamilyincest.com/video/5158/future-darkly-eyes-in-the-sky/
SCENE OPENS on an empty suitcase sitting in the middle of a woman's bed. While the radio plays in the background, items get tossed in as Alex (Adriana Chechik), a 21-year-old college student, hurriedly packs for the weekend. It's her anniversary with Derek (Seth Gamble), her boyfriend of several years. He's booked a cottage up north and she couldn't be more excited to get away from school and her roommates for some quality time alone. She wipes the frame, packing and repacking items including clothes, underwear, hiking boots, a book of erotica and box of condoms, and an anniversary card she made for him. She wants it to be a special weekend. As she frets over the final items, the camera pulls out to reveal her fully for the first time. A car honks in the driveway and Alex's roommate calls out -- 'Derek's here!' She zips up her bag and, with a big smile on her face, turns off the radio, exits her room and rushes to the front door. Derek is waiting outside, by his car, and the camera lingers as she runs out, gives him a big hug, and gets inside. A birds-eye shot of Derek's car driving down a tree-lined road, occasionally passing other vehicles. After a few moments of ambiance, an overlay of Alex's voice cuts in. She is playing a trivia game and Derek is trying to guess the correct answers. CUT TO a closer birds-eye shot of Derek's car isolated on the road, as the sounds of the couple playing and laughing over their game are heard. Finally, Derek loses and tells his girlfriend jokingly to turn the app off. CUT TO inside the car. Alex closes her phone and looks out the window at the trees passing. The sun is starting to set behind them and she smiles at the beauty of it all. CUT TO a front-mounted car shot. Derek notices his girlfriend's gaze and starts to talk up the cottage he rented. It's rustic but right by a lake and near many hiking trails. He just knows she's going to love it. Best of all, there is a hot tub on the deck! Alex turns back to him and squeezes his hand. 'I love you,' she says affectionately. 'I love you back,' Derek says leaning in to give her a kiss. They keep driving for a few moments in silence, as the camera cuts between angles. Alex thinks about what she packed -- the book of erotica she plans to ask Derek to read to her, the lingerie she purchased for tonight. She bites her lip in anticipation and sneaks a glance at her boyfriend's lap while he drives. Maybe she should start their celebration a little early? 'Hey, pull over for a moment,' she coos in his ear. 'Why? I want to get there before dark and we're still over an hour away,' he replies, not getting the hint. Alex grabs his crotch. 'Not even for a little road head?' She whispers flirtatiously. Derek looks down at her hand before a smile crosses his face. He shakes his head and pulls the car to the side of the road. CUT TO a profile shot of the parked car in front of the woods. Inside, Alex is unbuckling Derek's pants while he leans his head back. This weekend is starting off perfectly, he thinks to himself as he braces for her mouth. But something suddenly catches his eye. A red glowing light in the trees just past their car. He stops his girlfriend and pulls her back up to her seat. 'Do you see that?' He says, pointing. Alex looks in the direction of his finger at the ominous crimson glow. It's almost pulsating. 'What the hell is that?' She asks quietly. Derek zips himself up quickly and gets out of the car. Alex rushes out beside him. 'What are you doing?' She asks nervously. He hushes her. 'What if its an ambulance or something? Maybe someone's hurt. Just stay there. I'll be right back.' The boyfriend disappears into the woods, leaving Alex alone on the roadside. The sun has fallen behind the trees and it is getting dark. Crickets chirp loudly, and she shivers, not knowing whether to get back inside or not. She calls out a few times but no reply. Finally, Derek yells: 'Babe, come here ... you've got to see this!' A dolly zoom emphasizes Alex's reaction as she sees her boyfriend step out with something very unusual dripping in his hands. They are covered in red slime and he is holding what look like large fish eggs. Alex carefully walks over to examine them. As she leans in, the eggs pop and fizzle like something frying. The smell is horrible. 'Gross! What are those?' She asks Derek. 'And why did you get them all over your hands -- what if they're toxic?' Derek's eye gleam, his adrenaline pumping, as he tells her that he found a whole nest of them. They are cooking or something, maybe incubating, under a light that's coming from the sky! They must be on classified land - like you read about online. Government tests. She has to see it. He grabs her hand and pulls her into the trees. CUT TO a pile of eggs, oozing in slime and membranes, underneath a red spotlight. Derek crouches down beside them and starts poking at them with a stick. Each time the stick strikes one, it makes a buzzing noise, almost like an electrode. Alex is extremely nervous. 'Stop that,' she whispers. 'You don't know what you're doing!' Derek tells her to relax. He's held one. They are clearly harmless. And they seem to be multiplying. 'What?' Alex mouths in fear. Alex points the stick to the middle of the pile, where a cluster of smaller eggs are growing. They are grouped close together and making a lot of static noise. From a low angle, Alex and Derek lean over the cluster as the static amplifies. 'Derek ...' Alex says slowly as the noise increases. 'They're moving.' Derek nods slowly. The static reaches a deafening pitch as the couple instinctively cover their ears and the red glow turns into a bright white light. Alex looks up just as the light blinds her and a shower of red eggs fall on them. Fade to white. CUT TO a black chamber, illuminated only in the center by a small white spotlight. Alex and Derek lay like slugs, their bodies wrapped tightly in plastic-like cocoons. Only their unconscious faces are visible. The room creaks and echoes, as the distant sounds of inaudible conversation and movement are heard. It sounds like a crowd is gathering. Alex slowly stirs, her eyes going wide in horror as she realizes her confinement. She gasps out Derek's name, barely making a sound, as he too regains consciousness. Their breaths quicken as they struggle to free themselves ... but they can't. Suddenly, the light goes out and the room goes black. There is a moment of silent panic before a loud cranking is heard and the ceiling starts to open up, letting colorful flashes of light pour in to illuminate the chamber. On either corner of the small vapid space, two other humans (Kristen Scott, Ryan McLane) lay curled up and motionless in fetal positions. They are naked and covered in slime. The couple stare up into the lights, horrified, as the distant sounds grow closer. Pops, whizzes, screeches, hisses, and unrecognizable voices fill the room from the ceiling. The voices sound excited and boisterous but are not in any language that Derek and Alex can recognize. Soon, an even louder alien voice comes over a speaker and the crowd fall silent. In a bone-chilling tongue, it begins to speak and, as it talks in pops and clicks, the crowd erupts into more hisses, banging, and cheers. The lights beam down on the couple as they wriggle. The two humans in the corner suddenly stand up, as if instructed by the speaker. They crawl towards each other and over top of the couple. Without saying anything, they begin to have sex. Their bodies slap together, and they moan while the faceless crowd cheers on from above. Alex and Derek try to say something, but nothing comes out of their mouths. The man pounds the woman until she is just about to orgasm and the crowd hushes itself to listen. She lets out a large moan before falling back on top of the couple. The crowd erupts triumphantly, and the lights roll up as the ceiling closes again with a crank, leaving only a small spotlight left in the darkness. Alex and Derek start to writhe frantically but are surprised when the other couple quickly hush them. They have snapped out of whatever state they were in and appear normal. 'Be quiet, we don't know how long we have,' the man says, his hand clasped over Alex's mouth. His partner gets up and starts chewing at the side of Derek's cocoon to release him, while the man pats Alex's head sympathetically. 'It only takes a few minutes to get you out,' he reassures her. Soon, Derek is loose, and the trio help to get Alex out of her casing. When they are both free, the couple embrace and hold each other tightly, while Derek demands to know what is going on from the others. The man steps forward and explains that they don't know how long they've been here, but they know they're being watched. 'We're like some kind of fucked up puppets to them,' the woman chimes in bitterly. 'And they all love a good show!' Alex shakes her head in confusion. 'Why were you having sex?' She asks meekly. The woman stares at her coldly. 'We do whatever that voice tells us to do, that's how we've lasted' the man replies. 'Well, what the fuck is it saying?' Derek cuts in, his voice raising. A loud crank deafens the room and the ceiling opens again, letting the flashing lights and sounds of cheering back in. Alex stares up, squinting to see. 'What do you want from us?' She screams. The voice on the speaker chimes in, saying something inaudible. All of a sudden, Alex stops. She nods and, turning to her boyfriend, says 'yes' before dropping to her knees to begin blowing the other man. Derek goes to break them up, furious, when the other woman latches onto his cock as well and starts sucking. The men both begin to moan, as the woman suck harder and harder. The voice on the speaker speaks again, its voice raising and almost angry, as the crowds begin to whisper amongst themselves. They don't seem pleased. The men moan loader and Derek is just about to cum when suddenly, the lights are cut. The two couples fall back down to the floor, breathing heavily. Alex's mind is racing. She knew what she was doing. She agreed to what she was doing. But it felt as if something was inside of her the whole time motivating her actions. She starts trying to piece it all together. Was it a terrorist attack? Are they now being held at some kind of prison camp? Derek jumps in with his own theory. Maybe they're having an allergic reaction to the stuff that he found, and this is all just a dream or hallucination. The other couple shake their heads. 'They're not human,' the woman says. 'We think it's like an alien game show ... or a boxing match,' the man adds. Derek threatens to deck him for stepping in on his girl. 'Hit me all you like,' he snarls. 'It won't do anyone any good. They hate us guys anyway ... we're the first to die.' The woman breaks them up and urges them to be quiet. They need each other to survive. They have to try to get out of here. Alex asks her to explain what they meant by a game show. 'The lights come on and it's like a curtain is lifted so the spectacle can begin,' She says. 'We don't know how many are up there but it's like a fucking stadium!' The man adds that it seems as if they are placing bets on who will cum first. And they always want the women to win. If a guy cums, the host comes and takes him away. 'The host?' Derek asks. 'The one on the loudspeaker,' the woman replies. Alex, meanwhile, has been quietly listening and pacing. 'How many other people have you seen here?' She asks. The couple look at each other in desperation. '18 to 20 ... but we're the only ones who've survived,' the man replies. 'And they only ever come down here if a guy, you know, finishes first?' She asks. They nod. 'What do they look like?' Derek whispers. The man turns to him. 'Like the devil!' He says, terrified. Alex bites her lip before turning to the group and saying, 'Have you ever tried to trick them?' CUT TO a loud crank. The ceiling opens again, letting the flashing lights and sounds of cheering back in. The voice on the speaker chimes in and the crowd erupts in excitement. Alex finds herself spinning around to drop to all fours, ass up in the air, her hands spreading her cheeks frantically to expose her pussy. Derek drops to his knees to enter her while the woman crawls underneath him to lick her pussy as well. The other man puts his dick in Alex's mouth, which she begins to suck furiously. She finds herself getting crazier and crazier, moaning loudly to the excitement of the crowds. This is exactly what they want, she thinks to herself. So, she makes herself even louder, grabbing the man's shaft and working it with both her hands and her mouth. It cannot go deeper down her throat. She mouths at Derek to pound her, fuck her harder. He does obediently, his eyes transfixed by what is happening before him. This seems to be revving up the crowd to an uncontrollable pitch. Suddenly, just as she is about to cum, Alex screams 'NOW!' at the top of her lungs. ]]> Thu, 03 Jan 2019 04:11:54 CET https://fullfamilyincest.com/video/5158/future-darkly-eyes-in-the-sky/ https://fullfamilyincest.com/video/5155/cutting-the-cord/
Scene opens on Leah (Jane Wilde), a 19-year-old junior counselor at a conservative camp. The shy Jewish teenager has been attending the camp for years, but this will be her first year as a counselor. It is also where she met her boyfriend, Josh (Jake Adams), another junior counselor. They've been together for a year and Josh is a shining example of exactly who her religious parents want her to marry. He comes from an upscale family with deep roots and is planning to go into pre-med in the fall. Once he is settled, they will get married and she will start having his children. It's all been perfectly planned out. But, as they set up their tent for the camp's annual wilderness kickoff, Leah finds herself conflicted. She loves Josh, but she is anxious about spending the rest of her life with him. He is her only sexual experience. And, this summer, will be her last chance to explore herself before she makes that final commitment. She reviews the checklist on her clipboard, while Josh fumbles in the background to finish setting up their tent. He is busy talking about all the cliques in the camp and how Leah shouldn't worry about the fact that her family makes less money than most of them. She is with him now and everybody will accept her. Plus, they're junior counselors ... one step away from running the place! As Leah nods aimlessly, she notices one of the senior counselors approaching them. Charlie (Danny Mountain) is the only non-Jewish counselor at the camp, brought in several years ago as the football coach. Leah has always been fascinated by him. He is British, in his mid-thirties, athletic, and absolutely the opposite of everything her parents would approve of. With a boisterous laugh, Charlie struts over and checks in to see if Josh needs any help. 'There are a still a lot of tents to set up before the kids arrive, mate!' Josh looks irritated. 'I'll get them done,...' he replies. Flashing a wink at Leah, Charlie heads off to talk to another counselor. In the distance, Leah watches him. As Josh grumbles, she stares almost transfixed. CUT to inside her mind, as she fantasizes about Charlie kissing her and pushing her down to her knees. She stares up at his erection as he pulls out his uncircumcised cock and lays it over her face. CUT back to the present. Josh has said her name several times, annoyed, before she snaps back to reality. 'Can you help me finish this tent please?' he whines. She puts the clipboard down and turns to help him, apologizing, but not before sneaking one final look back over her shoulder. CUT TO TITLE PLATE Cut to that night, as the sun sets. Leah sits on Josh's lap in front of their tent. Apart from some flashlights going off in the tents behind them, all is quiet on the camp. The couple have 30 minutes left of 'watch duty' before they can retire, so they pass the time talking about their relationship. How they first saw each other years earlier at his brother's bar mitzvah, how he finally worked up the nerve to ask her out on her 18th birthday last summer, and the type of wedding they want to plan. Josh holds her tightly and kisses the top of her head as they talk. It's clear how much he loves her. Feeling conflicted, she tries to say something but backs down when she looks in his eyes. 'Is everything ok?' He asks. She wishes she could look at him and feel safe, secure, and in love. But she doesn't. 'What?' he asks again. 'Nothing,' she quickly replies. 'You just -- you're so amazing!' Josh smiles. 'Well, you know how much I love you. I don't have to say it.' Leah quickly shakes her head. 'No, you don't. You don't ever have to say it!' She leans in and kisses him on the lips. He kisses back, and they begin making out. They kiss intensely for a moment, as Leah desperately tries to feel something. Anything. Any sort of passion or excitement inside. She deepens the kiss and begins to undo his shorts when Josh pulls away. 'Whoa, are you sure?' he asks, looking around. She nods quickly. She knows she can't keep feeling like this. She wants things to go back to how they were when they first met. She doesn't want to hurt him. 'Of course, I am. I want to make you feel good.' He protests a little about their plans to wait till the wedding before she assures him it will just be a BJ. They've done that plenty of times before, just not in public. He smiles sheepishly as she grabs his hand, leading them away from the cluster of tents. They get to a tree and Leah pushes Josh against it. She sinks down to her knees, undoes his shorts, and takes out his dick. It's exactly as it always has been. Circumcised - the only one she's ever seen. She takes it in her mouth and starts to blow him, desperate to feel SOMETHING for her boyfriend... After the session, which leaves her feeling more anxious and guilt-ridden before, Josh's walkie-talkie buzzes. It's a senior counselor, asking why he left his post. There is a camper who just threw up and needs to see the nurse. He kisses Leah goodbye and tells her he'll take care of it. She should go shower or something. He jogs off, leaving the girl standing in the woods. CUT to Leah in the shower. As she runs her hands down her body, she closes her eyes and flashes of Charlie's face come to mind. She sees him smiling at her. His muscular, hard body. The slight bulge in his shorts. She can't help but slip a finger inside herself, still keeping her eyes closed. She moans softly and plays with herself, letting the fantasy take over. All thoughts of religion, Josh, and her parents are gone... She knows what she needs to do now. CUT to the gravel road. Her hair still wet, she looks down at her own walkie-talkie. Nervously, she tunes it to Charlie's frequency and calls him. 'What's up, my Jewish American princess?' he responds jovially. Leah takes a deep breath before stammering, 'Charlie, I need to see you. I need you to help me with something.' There is a pause before Charlie, with a notable change in his voice, replies. 'Of course, Leah. I'm down in the rec room. Meet me there.' Putting her walkie-talkie down, Leah takes one long look down the road before turning to run towards her first ever act of rebellion, breaking the number one rule she was raised to obey. ]]> Thu, 13 Dec 2018 04:11:25 CET https://fullfamilyincest.com/video/5155/cutting-the-cord/ https://fullfamilyincest.com/video/5184/anne-act-one-the-orphanage/
SCENE opens late one night. A cop car pulls into frame and parks beside a large residential complex. The driver door opens, and a uniformed officer gets out, adjusting himself and sauntering up the front steps. A plaque on the door reads: The Hands Transition House for Wayward Girls. No one answers when he knocks, so the officer lets himself in. CUT TO: Inside the complex. The officer walks down a darkened hallway towards the main office of Mr. Hands. His transitional facility is a government sponsored orphanage that, according to state regulations, is supposed to release its orphans once they turn eighteen. But, Mr. Hands has discovered a much more lucrative way to retain them. He has built a secret room in the back of his property where he moves the girls once they come of age. There, he can keep them occupied to support his other business ventures and no one from the establishment ever needs to know. But the officer knows. That is why he is here. He has been accepting bribes for years. When he enters the office, he walks in on Mr. Hands, dressed in a smoking jacket, receiving a blowjob from one of his girls. The 18-year-old orphan is dirty and half-naked, resting on her hands and knees to service the corrupt proprietor. She doesn't even look up as Mr. Hands casually invites the officerto sit down. 'Sorry, I didn't expect you tonight!' He laughs. The officer is used to the man's complete lack of discretion and curtly requests his monthly envelope. As he slowly takes it out of his pocket, Mr. Hands boasts to the officer about business. He has a fresh acquisition: an 18-year-old orphan named Anne. The girl had been dumped on his doorstep years ago and grew up in the orphanage. Despite being abandoned, she still holds out the na•ve hope that one day her beloved parents will return, even wearing a broken necklace left for her by her mother! Their conversation is intercut with tightly cropped shots of Anne being led up the back of the property to the secret room. We do not see her face, only her hands clutching a broken heart necklace as she walks nervously. The officer cuts the man off and demands his envelope. He doesn't need a sob story. Just keep the girls low-profile and nobody should come around to bother him. After all, they're all adults, right? And he isn't doing anything inappropriate to them, right?!? The men laugh, as Mr. Hands stands up, dismisses the girl, and hands the envelope to the officer. He peeks inside before tucking it in his pocket and going to exit. 'Please tell me one thing, though,' the officer says, chuckling. 'Is this one at least pretty?' Mr. Hands curls his lips up in a sneer and says 'The prettiest one I've ever had. A redhead!' CUT TO: Inside the secret room. Anne's face is revealed for the first time, as she sits down on her new cot still clutching the broken heart necklace. Anne stares out the window, still clutching her broken heart, as the camera slowly tracks back to reveal seven other 18-year-old orphans sharing the same room. The space looks more like a sweatshop than an orphanage, with work stations set up at each cot. Mr. Hands has been using the girls as labor for a black-market business he has selling used panties. When they aren't producing for him, they work on webcam and other forms of men's entertainment to earn their keep. Free room and board ... plus some extra perks if they get along well with the boss. On this evening, two of the orphans are busy working a cam show while three others rub, remove and package a giant stack of panties. They've been at it all day and look exhausted. Another girl dolls herself up in a cracked mirror, getting ready for a special guest that evening, while, Sally, a frail girl lies huddled in her cot trying to get some rest. Her leg braces rest beside her. Patty, the resident bully, comes bursting into the room with her sidekick, Bonnie. The two orphans have been with Mr. Hands the longest and enjoy making the other girls squirm. Sally is their favorite target. Bonnie grabs her leg braces and makes fun of her while Patty stirs up the other orphans to get involved, teasing that it won't be long before Mr. Hands gets tired of the normal girls and wants a go at the cripple. This is because, each night, he comes into the room and cherry picks a few girls to fuck him in exchange for work relief. Patty starts to imitate him, going from girl to girl, groping and kissing them, and offering them favors in exchange for sex as they all laugh and play along. Sally buries herself under the covers to hide from their teasing, as Anne takes notice and rushes over to break up the crowd. Protecting Sally, she demands that Bonnie let go of her braces. When Patty comes at her, the two girls almost get into a fight. The orphans restrain Anne until she finally backs down, telling the bullies to stop picking on girls weaker than them. Patty retaliates by telling all the other orphans that they shouldn't support Anne. After all, she is the reason why Mr. Hands has been doubling down on the rest of them. If she wasn't such a goody-two-shoes virgin and just let Hands fuck her occasionally, life would be simpler. After all, it's not that hard if you just play along. 'But Anne thinks she's better than the rest of us, girls!' Patty yells. 'All because of that stupid necklace and the delusional belief that her parents actually love her!' Furious, Anne rushes her again and the orphans start to fight when Mr. Hands comes barging into the room. The orphans panic and jump into their cots. Mr. Hands staggers through the room, demanding to know who was causing the ruckus. He pokes around each cot, unimpressed with the state of the girls' workload, before zeroing in on Anne, who is hiding in a corner of the room. Getting right up in her face, he accuses the orphan of distracting the other girls and keeping them from finishing their work. Before she can protest, he punishes her with double duty the following day. Several other orphans laugh gleefully as he doles out the punishment, but Mr. Hands quietens the crowd. 'Of course, there is one easy way to get out of this, Anne,' he says with a sneer. Anne tells him she isn't interested and tries to get around him. The lusty proprietor follows her, sneaking a look up her skirt and telling her it would only last a few minutes. All the other girls do it and some have even grown to like it. He pulls Patty to her feet and starts to use her as an example. She is clean, well-fed, and has everything an 18-year-old girl would want. He pulls Bonnie up as well and bends her over. Looking at her friend with a smirk, Bonnie hikes up her skirt and pulls down her panties. 'Would you like my pussy or my ass tonight, Mr. Hands?' She asks submissively. He slaps the girl on the ass and tells her to make out with her friend to get him hard first. She does obediently. Anne turns away in disgust. Mr. Hands fucks Bonnie and Patty in front of Anne to try and coax her into agreeing to be with him too. She continues to refuse his advances, even as the two girls join him in his taunts. They follow Anne all over the room, fucking and teasing her while she tries to avoid them. Several other orphans chime in to pressure her while the rest watch nervously in silence. In the end, Mr. Hands cums in the mouths of his two most loyal orphans, who lick him up eagerly and tell Anne she is just being a prude. Her parents are never going to come for her. And she has nowhere else to go. Anne clutches her broken heart and asks Mr. Hands to leave her alone. Angry, the sweaty man rips the necklace from her neck and storms out of the room, leaving the girl to collapse in a crying heap as all the other orphans tuck into their cots and go to rest. TWO WEEKS LATER Anne is shell-shocked and depressed, having no hope left after her necklace was taken. She kneels on all fours, scrubbing the orphanage's courtyard, while the other girls goof off around her. Mr. Hands has made it his mission to break the girl's spirit by having her do all the chores by herself. Only the crippled Sally tries to help her. CUT TO: A luxury car pulls into the complex. A beautiful and well-dressed woman named Ms. Farling gets out and walks to the front door of the orphanage. She is the personal assistant of a very successful businessman named Anthony Westfield, who has been asked to invite a local orphan to his estate for an upcoming charity event. When Mr. Hands opens the door, he is immediately suspicious. His informants are supposed to keep people like this off his property, especially nosey women. When she hands him a letter from the state requesting his cooperation, Mr. Hands has no choice but to invite her inside. As they tour the kitchen and common areas, Ms. Farling tells the crooked proprietor that her boss never had a daughter of his own, so she is hoping to take in a teenage girl for the week as a surprise for him. Mr. Hands freezes. He tells her coldly that they don't have any good girls right now ... only delinquents and troublemakers. But he has plenty of children in the other building if she wants to take a tour. Disappointed, Ms. Farling agrees but just as they are about to exit she overhears the orphans in the courtyard. She can see them through a window and insists that she go down and look, despite Mr. Hands' protests. CUT TO: Ms. Farling enters the courtyard and all the orphans stop, stunned to see such a beautiful and sophisticated woman in their midst. They know they are not supposed to interact with the public and a few of them even try to hide. Anne is the only one who doesn't react, her face still focused on the floor. Ms. Farling notices her immediately and walks over, kneeling to address the sad looking girl. She feels so sorry for her. She asks her name and how old she is and, when Anne doesn't respond, Sally limps over to join them. 'This is Anne, ma'am,' she says politely. 'She is 18-years-old and has been here since she was a baby. One day, her parents are going to come back and get her!' A single tear streams down Anne's face as she makes eye contact with Ms. Farling for the first time. 'Is that true, young lady?' She asks, clearly moved. Anne nods slowly. 'Would you like to come with me and let me help you find your parents?' She asks. Anne smiles for the first time in weeks and Mr. Hands, who has been watching anxiously in the background, steps in between them. He tells Ms. Farling to ignore Anne, she is the worst of the lot. A thief. Not the type of orphan her boss would ever want in his home. Ms. Farling, her eyes never leaving Anne's, replies that she has made up her mind. Anne is the perfect candidate, even more so if she has a troubled past. After all, the press loves a good story and the girl will be a great fit for her boss' image. Mr. Hands tries to dissuade her, but the assistant reminds him of her court order. The state clearly says that she can select any orphan she wishes from under his care. Left without a choice, Mr. Hands puts on a fake smile and assures the assistant that he will personally bring Anne to their estate in the morning. He is always supportive of charity. She smiles and, hugging Anne, tells her she will see her tomorrow. It's only a day away. She lets herself out, leaving Mr. Hands alone with the orphans. His fake smile turns into a snarl the moment she is gone. He plucks Anne up and drags her out of the courtyard, while the other orphans rush back up to their room. CUT TO: Mr. Hands leads Anne into his office and throws her down on the couch. He tells her that he has no intention of letting her leave after she has disobeyed him so many times. She begs him to let her go, pleading that this opportunity may be her only chance to find her real parents again. Mr. Hands laughs and pulls the broken heart necklace out from his pocket. He dangles it in front of Anne's face while using the situation to manipulate her. Why should he cooperate when she has been so uncooperative in the past? She knows what she needs to do to get favors from him. Desperate, Anne finally offers to have sex with Mr. Hands if he will agree to take her in the morning as he had promised. He smiles and makes her repeat her offer several times, to his amusement and sick satisfaction. Then he takes his pants down and takes Anne's virginity in his office. Once he has cum, Mr. Hands staggers over to his desk. He pulls out a vial and a rolled-up bill, leaning over the desk to sniff something up, as Anne struggles to put her skirt back on. She asks what time she should be ready in the morning and, looking coldly at her whilst sniffing, Mr. Hands replies that he has changed his mind. He's going to bring someone else instead. Maybe Patty. Anne wasn't quite as good as he would have expected. A bit of a letdown, really, considering all those months of buildup. Betrayed and furious, Anne charges at Mr. Hands, screaming that she is leaving and that she wants her necklace back that he stole from her. The crooked proprietor grabs her by the throat. 'You're not going anywhere,' he growls before locking the orphan in his closet. He sits down at his desk, does another line, and puts his feet up as Anne pounds her fists behind the door. ]]> Tue, 04 Sep 2018 04:22:22 CEST https://fullfamilyincest.com/video/5184/anne-act-one-the-orphanage/ https://fullfamilyincest.com/video/5162/the-rectal-exam/
SCENE opens with the camera focused tightly on the exposed back of a woman with a stethoscope pressed against her skin. The camera travels as the doctor's hand slowly moves the stethoscope lower down the patient's back, which elicits a light gasp and giggle from the patient without us ever seeing her face. She exclaims that the metal is a bit cold. A close-up of just the doctor's mouth, biting his lip nervously, shows us that the exposed skin and flirty noises of his patient are distracting him. 'Sorry,' Dr. Sumner says with a bit of a dorky laugh, 'just one more deep breath please?' We watch her exposed back rise and fall slowly as she breathes deep, and Dr. Sumner stares at her mesmerized. 'Gooood,' he exclaims softly. Catching himself staring, he clears his throat and lifts the stethoscope off her back. As he turns back to stand across from his patient, we see she is a strikingly beautiful woman, Yvette. In fact, Dr. Sumner finds he has trouble taking his eyes off of her as he speaks. 'Well, your breathing checks out, blood pressure is normal, and your vaccinations are all up to date... was there anything else that's been worrying you that you wanted me to look into?' Yvette looks uncomfortable as she tries to broach the subject. Actually, yes, there was something else that's been bothering her recently, but it's a bit uncomfortable to talk about. Dr. Sumner assures her that no topic is off limits, especially not for his favorite patient, and Yvette gets a bit more relaxed. Well, she elaborates, she's been feeling some discomfort in her... well, her you know, ('butthole' she mutters hurriedly), ever since she tried anal sex for the first time with her boyfriend a couple of days ago. Dr. Sumner is visibly taken aback, and he stutters over a response as he fidgets with his coat and tie. Yvette looks let down, she had hoped that Dr. Sumner would react more professionally than this, but he apologizes - it's simply because he's been treating her and her family since she was a little girl, sometimes he forgets she's a 22 year old woman now. But she's right, there's nothing to be ashamed of, what two consenting adults do in the privacy of their homes is not any of his business. He remarks that it's not uncommon for anal virgins to experience some pain and discomfort afterwards, and that the pain should subside after a day or two as long as she was careful, they went slowly, and used plenty of lubricant. Yvette, however, doesn't seem to have been put at ease - she's read about anal fissures and tearing and the like. Isn't he even going to take a look to make sure it isn't something more serious? Dr. Sumner starts to say that it's not necessary since her level of pain doesn't seem too severe, but then he cuts himself off. Actually, yes, she's absolutely right, he should perform a thorough examination. Just to be safe. So if she can just please lift up her dress, remove her underwear, and bend over the table... CUT TO TITLE PLATE CUT back to just a few seconds after, only now in a male gaze perspective from behind Yvette as we stare straight onward at her bent over ass. Her pussy and butthole are on full display as she waits patiently for her doctor to take a look. He kneels down close, placing one firm hand on each cheek to spread them wider, and stares transfixed for several seconds. 'Um... doctor?' Yvette asks timidly. 'Is everything ok back there?' Dr. Sumner snaps out of his reverie and stutters that yes, he's just making a preliminary visual inspection before he runs more extensive tests. He periodically spreads her ass cheeks wide to provide the camera with ample close-up shots of her winking hole - this goes on for almost a minute, though the doctor is now more conscious to make it seem like a proper inspection by adding authoritative sounds like 'mm-hmm', 'ok', 'so far so good', etc. to keep Yvette feeling assured. 'Well, at first glance everything seems in order, but I'll of course have to palpate the inside of your rectum next, so you should brace yourself for some mild discomfort.' 'Palpate?' Yvette asks nervously, but Dr. Sumner explains that palpate just means examining by touch. It's just a clinical way of saying he'll be inserting his finger. With lubricant, of course. He asks her to remain in position while he dons his medical gloves - as he does this, we see that unbeknownst to Yvette, the doctor's attention remains fixated on her ass on display. He smears some lubricant onto his index and middle fingers, and then gets back into position behind her. He reminds her that as he said, she might feel some slight discomfort - and then makes a bad joke about how he's sure it will be nothing compared to how it must have felt with her boyfriend sticking it in the other night. Yvette laughs nervously, not because it was funny but to make things less awkward. The doctor sticks one gloved finger in slowly, asking Yvette to describe the sensations as he does so. She describes the initial pressure, a dull ache as his finger goes deeper in, and then finally a yelp of surprise when he sticks the finger all the way in, though it quickly subsides, and she remarks that she doesn't notice much pain now that he's all the way in. He remarks that he's going to keep his finger there for a few moments, and suggests she takes a few deep breaths. He places his other hand on her ass cheek again and spreads it idly as they wait. Dr. Sumner begins to ask Yvette questions about her first anal experience. Though as he asks his questions, Dr. Sumner coyly pulls his finger in and out, pretending it's part of the process. Did she use lube? (Yes.) Did she work her way up to the night in question by using any smaller toys to start? When Yvette says no, the doctor suggests that if she wants to continue having anal sex she should consider it, in fact he's read about women who wear butt plugs for hours at a time to stretch themselves out, even in public. Yvette blushes and says there's no way she could be bold enough for something like that. Dr. Sumner changes the subject and asks if Yvette's boyfriend fingered her first to ease her into it, and she confesses no, he didn't. Dr. Sumner explains that that may be why she's experiencing some pain now, and that it's generally better to start slow and work her way up to bigger objects. As he says this, he tells her he'll be putting in a second finger to test her elasticity. The second finger is clearly more difficult for Yvette to handle than just the one, but he eases her into it with a sense of relish. After he satisfies himself with having fit two fingers into her hole and wiggling them around to make her squirm a bit, Dr. Sumner pulls his fingers out gently and then tells her that while things seem normal inside, he would like to get a final deeper visual inspection using a speculum. He lays Yvette on her side on the table, ass peeking out towards him, and he pulls out a rectal speculum from a nearby drawer. He inserts it carefully and uses it to expand her asshole slightly wider. Yvette remarks that the sensation is very uncomfortable, but the doctor remarks that the sensation should pass and that he promises it's absolutely necessary. However, he is clearly enjoying himself, even inserting his finger into the opening of the speculum to tease and toy with the rim of her hole. He tells Yvette that she's lucky that a 'complete amateur' like her boyfriend didn't injure her, and that they should really take better precautions next time. Yvette, slightly weirded out, remarks that Dr. Sumner really seems to know a lot about anal sex. Like, a lot. At this, Dr. Sumner gets very embarrassed. He takes the speculum out of Yvette and removes his hands from her, putting them between his legs sheepishly. He was just offering her some advice, that's all. Yvette asks where he even gets all this advice from, she's sure it's not stuff he learned at medical school. Dr. Sumner tries to evade the question, but Yvette coaxes him - he's been a friend of the family for years now and he's helped her through some very tough times, she won't judge him. Dr. Sumner bashfully answers that he watches a lot of anal porn. Yvette grins, it's almost cute how nervous the doctor looks. She asks Dr. Sumner if he's ever had anal sex and he admits that he hasn't but has always wanted to. Yvette gets bolder, she bets that he must get awfully tempted sometimes with all the pretty girls he must have to look at as part of his job. In fact, he's always said she's his favorite patient, is that because he likes her or is it just because he's always wanted to fuck her? Dr. Sumner stumbles over his words and Yvette takes advantage of this to coax him further. He's right that her boyfriend is a complete amateur. In fact, having anal sex with him hurt like hell. But she bets that if a real man showed her how to do it, a man who's completely obsessed with anal sex, he'd know how to do it right. She reaches for his crotch and he pulls back, it would be unethical. She gets up off the table and approaches him seductively, insisting that no other patient of his is ever going to go along with something like this, this is a once in a lifetime chance and he'd be an idiot to turn it down. She wants it, he wants it. What could be more ethical than that? She leans in for a kiss and he hungrily kisses back, his hands going straight to gripping her ass cheeks tightly as they embrace. ]]> Thu, 02 Aug 2018 04:12:54 CEST https://fullfamilyincest.com/video/5162/the-rectal-exam/ https://fullfamilyincest.com/video/5166/guidance/
SCENE opens on Jamie, a beautiful 18-year-old girl, as she sits at her kitchen table doing homework one afternoon after school. The student is copying notes from one of her text books when she hears a car pull in the drive and slam on the brakes. Panicking, she quickly gathers her things and rushes up the stairs, narrowly missing her father as he staggers inside. The mean-looking man slams the door and yells at the 'bitch' to get down and make him dinner. CUT to Jamie, cowering in a corner of her room, as the door bursts open and her father barges in. He takes a sip from his bottle, before undoing his belt and threatening the girl to get downstairs and do as she is told. CUT TO TITLE PLATE Jamie walks down the street in her school uniform, clutching her books. She looks shell-shocked and spaced out, almost bumping into a passerby as she stares ahead aimlessly. CUT to a teacher's lounge. Mr. Harris, the school's guidance counselor, is eating his lunch when one of his colleagues asks to join him. They small talk for a few minutes about work before the teacher mentions having some concerns over one of his homeroom students. Jamie is a bright, gifted girl, but something has happened to her this semester. Her once-perfect grades are slipping, and her attitude has really changed. He is worried that something might be happening at home and asks Mr. Harris if there is anything he can do to help. With college applications coming up, the guidance counselor suggests that the teacher send her in to receive some mandated counseling. It's normal for seniors this time of year and, while they are going over her post-secondary options, he will be happy to see if he can help in any other way. The teacher agrees and thanks him before excusing himself to get back to class. TEXT PLATE: The Next Day Mr. Harris sits in his office reading when there is a knock on the door. He quickly drops his book, reaches into his desk for some mouth wash, and gargles it into his coffee cup before straightening himself out and going to the door. Jamie is standing there meekly. She hands him a hall pass signed by her teacher and says she is supposed to see him for the college applications. Mr. Harris smiles and invites her inside, shutting the door. Asking the girl to sit down, Mr. Harris takes a seat behind his desk and studies the girl. She is beautiful but broken, with closed body language and an anxious looking face. 'You've never come to see me before,' he begins. She shakes her head. He introduces himself and gives the girl a quick background on his role at the school. He has been a member of the faculty for two years. He has an associated degree in child psychology. He is a big believer in the importance of counseling, especially as it relates to later adolescence and the transition years between teenager to adult. He asks how old she is and Jamie, without making eye contact, tells him she just turned 18-years-old. He smiles. 'That was a certainly an interesting age,' he recalls. 'There's a lot of change happening in your life, isn't there? Does it feel like a perfect storm?' Jamie tries to change the subject. 'My teacher said you had to talk to me about college?' Mr. Harris stares at her for a moment, smiling, before snapping back to the task at hand. He asks the girl some questions about her school plans. Has she thought about what she'd like to major in and where in the country she'd like to study? Jamie seems very distraught, as she chokes out that she would really love to attend Northwestern ... but she knows she isn't going to be able to. Mr. Harris leans in and takes the girl's hand. 'You can do anything you put you mind to!' He says encouragingly. Jamie looks down at them holding hands and seems very preoccupied by it. She even rubs her finger gently across his. Mr. Harris pulls away and moves behind her. He starts to talk about his role as a guidance counselor. 'I know you were sent in here to talk about one thing,' he begins. 'But I want you to consider this a safe space. A place where you can talk about anything.' Jamie stares down at her feet and asks if she can be dismissed. She doesn't need an application. Mr. Harris cuts her off. 'Gone are the days where a counselor like me simply sits in their office handing out applications and waiting for crisis to occur.' He says. 'I'm here to listen and help you in any way I can, be it academic, developmental or even personal.' Jamie looks up at him, her eyes welling up. From his vantage point, Mr. Harris can sneak a look down the white blouse of her uniform. He tries to avert his eyes, but the girl is very beautiful, and he can't help himself. 'Are you sure there isn't anything you would like to talk to me about?' He asks, gently putting his hand on her shoulder. This time, the girl doesn't touch him back. She just starts to cry. 'I can't go to college ... because my father came back home,' she says tearfully. Mr. Harris asks her to explain and the girl confesses that her father had recently been released from prison. Her mother had no choice but to let him back in, even though he had always been a very bad man. In the last six months, he has gambled and drank all the money they had saved for her school. Now, mom is barely home, and dad is home too much. It's getting bad. Mr. Harris hugs the girl as she confesses her family secrets. His hands slowly wander down her back and rest at the top of her school girl skirt. He closes his eyes, trying to remain professional while Jamie buries herself in his chest. 'Does your father hurt you in any way?' Mr. Harris asks nervously. Jamie nods into his chest, starting to rub her hands over the man's back as she breaks down. Mr. Harris bites his lip, looking at the closed door of his office. 'What does he do to you exactly?' he whispers. She looks up at him. 'He fucks me up,' she says, kissing the counselor. The troubled school girl aggressively kisses her counselor, backing him up against his desk. He tries to pry her off, telling her that it isn't appropriate for him to be doing this. Finally, she slumps back into her chair. 'I'm so messed up inside,' she screams. 'I don't know what to do with myself!' Not wanting to raise suspicions, Mr. Harris hushes her and darts over to make sure his door is locked. He stutters that everything is going to be ok, he won't tell anyone what happened. She should consider him a friend. He tries to pinch himself to stop the growing bulge in his trousers. She looks at him, her mascara running. 'Are you married?' She asks. Mr. Harris nods. She puts her head in her hands. 'I'm so sorry,' she says, breaking down. 'I'm just confused.' Mr. Harris stares at her, conflicted between his attraction and his sense of duty. From his POV, we see him scan her body as she twitches in her seat looking up at him with doe-eyes. 'It's ok, Jamie.' He says, opening his arms. She goes in to hug him again and they stare at each other, their lips inches away. 'Will you tell anyone?' She asks. He shakes his head. 'Everything is confidential in this room,' he finds himself saying. She bites her lip. 'I need to feel something inside of me other than my father,' she says back. 'Can you please help me?' There is a very long silence, as the sexual tension builds between them. Finally, unable to take it anymore, Mr. Harris throws the girl down on his desk, pulling down her panties and undoing his pants. He grabs his dick and stares at Jamie's bare ass, as she turns back to him. 'Please do it,' she begs as the guidance counselor slides inside of her. BG Rough Sex Scene. As they have sex, the broken schoolgirl demands that Mr. Harris fuck her harder and harder. Finally, he cums on her face. Panicked by what has happened, Mr. Harris tries to wipe up the girl's face and get her back into her clothes. 'I think you should probably take the rest of the day off,' he says nervously. 'Just to give this a little space. I'll write you a permission slip. Is there anywhere safe you can go?' He starts to throw his own clothes back on and write up the slip on his desk, his hands shaking, as Jamie looks defeated again. She tells him she has nowhere to go. He suggests calling a friend. She throws down her bag and screams that she doesn't have any friends. He suggests a women's shelter again but, by this time, the girl has begun crying again. Frantically searching for ideas, he ends up suggesting she come to his house that night. 'I can tell my wife it's an emergency,' he stammers. Jamie stops crying and nods, thanking the man. He tells her to sit tight while he pulls out his phone and dials his wife, his fingers now fumbling uncontrollably. As the phone rings, he motions to the girl to keep calm. 'Hi honey...' he says, his voice breaking. ]]> Tue, 26 Jun 2018 04:14:34 CEST https://fullfamilyincest.com/video/5166/guidance/ https://fullfamilyincest.com/video/5205/detour/
SCENE OPENS as two 18-year-old girls, Molly and Sandra, walk out of the mall where they both work and head over to the curbside rideshare area. From inside the car, the camera watches them lean in, confirm the ride, and get into the back seat. They are being driven by a clean-cut, handsome man named Stefan, who politely greets them, confirms the pickup on his phone, and drives out of the lot. CUT TO TITLE PLATE Throughout their drive, the girls small talk about the stresses of life at home. Having both recently turned eighteen, they are very ready to graduate and become independent. That's why they are both working at the mall - to save up for a dream backpacking trip after school ends. Stefan listens silently, smiling to himself at their banter. At a certain point, Molly, the more outspoken of the two, asks him where he is from, given his accent. When he tells them he is from Europe, they both perk up and start asking for travel advice. That's exactly where they want to go backpacking! Stefan, who seems very worldly and sophisticated, has lots of tips on where to go and what to see from his own life experience. Both girls listen intently and exchange glances. The driver is handsome for an older guy! As they sit listening and Molly, in her awkward teenage way, tries to flirt with Stefan ... Sandra starts to notice they are not actually going towards their destination. This makes her nervous and she starts to go quiet as her best friend continues to giggle flirtatiously. The handsome man drives them to a remote area where he stops the car. Before Sandra can say anything, he informs the girls that he's made a pit-stop at his house and invites them inside. He has something he thinks they could really use for their trip. Molly's eyes go wide, and she climbs over Sandra to get out of the car. Sandra is very reserved but follows her friend. Stefan and Molly enter the house, with Sandra cautiously following. Inside his living room, Molly comments on all the unusual artwork and books in the man's library. There is an old-fashioned suitcase propped up on the coffee table. It looks like an antique. Stefan walks over and opens it, showing the girls what's inside. The camera does not see the contents but, instead, focuses on Molly and Sandra's reactions. Their eyes go wide. Stefan smiles, his lips curling. He offers to give them everything inside the suitcase for free if they will simply agree to do one little thing in exchange. Sandra shrinks back and asks him what he wants. He holds his smile, staring coldly through her. 'I want to take some photos of you,' he responds. Sandra shoots Molly a look. Molly smiles nervously, asking what kind of photos he wants. Stepping towards them, past the open suitcase they are still staring at, he explains that he wants to take some photos of them kissing. He picks up a camera resting on his piano. 'There is nothing to worry about,' he continues. 'I am not a creep. I just have a real appreciation for young women!' Sandra is immediately reluctant, but Molly is transfixed by the suitcase. 'You will give us everything in that suitcase if we kiss for you?' She asks the man. He agrees. She turns to Sandra and starts trying to talk her friend into doing it. It's just a little kissing ... they've done it at parties before. Besides, he's clearly harmless. If he was a pervert, he would have done something by now. That suitcase is exactly what they need to get away from their parents and start living! Ultimately, Sandra agrees to do it for her friend. The girls kiss for a bit while Stefan takes pictures, with Molly trying to put on a good show and Sandra remaining very awkward. Stefan seems to get off on this and zeros in on her during the photo taking. At one point, he asks Sandra if he can kiss her himself. She is super weirded out and refuses. Molly, becoming increasingly frustrated with her friend, pulls her aside again and begs her to just do it. Finally, Sandra agrees and lets the man kiss her. As he does this, he starts to hold her hands and wrap them around him. She pulls away. Stefan stops abruptly, putting his hands up. He walks back to the suitcase, closes it, tells the girls they're wasting his time, and invites them to leave. Desperate and angry at her friend for being such a loser, Molly asks Stefan if there is anything she can do to him instead? After a long, dramatic pause, the man suggests he lick Molly's pussy, so he can get the sweet taste he craves. Not wanting to lose the opportunity, Molly agrees and goes over to the couch, pulling down the bottoms of her work uniform. The man eagerly begins to sniff and lick her, while Sandra paces around the room anxiously and tries to interject. Molly tells her to shut up and wait. Not knowing what to do, Sandra goes to a corner and tries to call her mom. Through a one-sided conversation, played out against a background of licking and sucking, the girl tries to ask her mom for a ride but ultimately chickens out. She doesn't want to rat her best friend out and the mom brushes her off. Sandra hangs up the phone, resigned, and goes back to the couch area to sit down and wait. His face full of pussy, Stefan asks to put himself inside of Molly. Swallowing hard, the girl agrees. 'Just please be careful,' she asks, 'I've only had sex twice and I'm not on birth control.' Sandra is outraged that her friend is taking it this far and leaps up from her seat. She begs her to stop and, while getting fucked hard, Sandra tells the reluctant girl to help her out and join in. He likes her better anyway, it'll make it faster. Stefan smiles and agrees with Molly. 'I'll be very quick,' he says politely. 'You might even enjoy it!' Finally, not wanting to watch any longer, Sandra agrees and joins in to finish the deal. BGG Sex. Throughout the rest of the sex, Molly is eager to please Stefan and Sandra, resigned and spiteful of her friend's actions, tries to fuck the man as hard as she can to get him to cum. He ends up pulling out and cumming on them both. As they dress in silence, the man locks the suitcase and hands it over. Sandra clutches it in her hands as he gives Molly the key. 'There, you both worked for it ... so, you each get half!' He says condescendingly. They can barely look at each other. The man offers to finish the rideshare and, silently, the girls follow him out the door. ]]> Thu, 21 Jun 2018 04:30:54 CEST https://fullfamilyincest.com/video/5205/detour/