[Ultracasual, M/F, Cannibalism, Incest, Beheading, Eye Torture, Weird family dynamics]

PART 1/3

John and Maria were viewing a house. It was a newly renovated two-story building in a very good neighborhood. Built on top of a hill, it was the pride of the neighborhood. It had four bedrooms, a modern living room, and a spacious kitchen. It also had a large garden with a swimming pool. It had been waiting for new tenants for a long time, but the couple was almost decided.

John was a middle-aged man. He had long, salt-and-pepper hair tied in a ponytail and a rather unathletic build, with a paunch he wasn't proud of. His wife was slightly younger than him. The Latina, with large breasts, was significantly shorter than he was. She had long, wavy, auburn hair.

Their two adult daughters, Isabella and Valentina, were also wandering around the house. They were practically carbon copies of their mother, only with a lighter skin tone.
The landlady, a young, redheaded woman, approached the couple.

"What do you think?" she asked.

"It's wonderful!" John practically exclaimed. “It has plenty of bedrooms and a huge living room for all four of us.”

“And plenty of space in the kitchen!” Maria added. “Not to mention a separate freezer.”

To make her point, she opened the freezer next to the refrigerator. She realized a severed head with red hair was staring at her from inside.

“Oops, sorry!” the landlady stammered. “That’s my sister. I was going to throw her in the trash.”

“No problem,” John laughed. “We’ll rent the house.”

“Great! We can sign the contract. I just need a few more details for my dad, who owns the place. What is your source of income?”

“I run a catering company,” John explained with a hint of pride. “We supply meat sluts for events and parties.”

“I’m not technically working,” Maria admitted, “but I make extra money by seducing girls on the beach, snuffing them, and cashing out their credit cards.”

The landlady pursed her lips.

“Are you married? Sorry to ask, but I don’t see any wedding rings.”

“Yes, we are,” Maria hurried to answer. “But we don’t use wedding rings; we have a better way.”

She rolled up her shirt, exposing her large breasts. When they fell and stopped bouncing, the landlady noticed a scar on the left breast. It was a brand that had once been burned into her skin.

“I’m branded like a cow I am. We wanted to make it clear that I’m his property,” the woman laughed. “I’m surprised he hasn’t snuffed me yet.”

The landlady smiled, even a little envious. She handed the couple an agreement to sign. Once the signatures were in place, she shook their hands.

“Congratulations!” she said. “You have a wonderful new home. Will you be moving in immediately?”

“Yes,” Maria admitted. “Want to come to the housewarming party?”

“Don't make us convince you. We'll roast our Isabella for the guests,” John added, placing his hands on his older daughter's shoulders.

The girl smiled sweetly. Valentina frowned a little with envy.

“I think I can come,” the redhead admitted with a sly smile.


***


The sun warmed the garden while guests chatted, drank wine, and ate appetizers. In the center, a fire burned, over which the impaled body of a twenty-year-old girl was roasting. John rotated it occasionally to ensure even cooking. Valentina, the main course's sister, sat nearby, touching her small breasts and crotch. It was clear that the eighteen-year-old was eager to be in her place.

The pool was very popular among the guests. Aunt Camila, Maria's sister, was the first to strip naked and jump into the water. This encouraged the rest of the family to do the same. Now Camila was kissing John's sister in the water, while her brother penetrated her from behind. Not far away laid the decapitated, semen-spattered body of Aunt Rose.

The landlady entered the garden and looked around shyly. Dressed in a green summer dress and a straw hat, she was very elegant. She felt a bit awkward in the unfamiliar crowd until Maria found her.

"There you are!" the Latina exclaimed. "Just in time. We're about to cut up Isabella."

The woman was wearing a red bikini that accentuated her feminine curves.

"Here you are, Mrs. Drells," the girl said, handing her a package. "A little welcome gift."

"Thank you," the woman accepted. "And call me Maria."

"Mave," the redhead introduced herself, extending her hand.

Maria ignored the hand, grabbed the back of her head, and kissed it passionately. Mave blushed. Then she unpacked the gift. It contained a vibrator shaped like a big, spike covered penis. It was designed to give as much pain as pleasure.

“Aww,” Maria commented with a smile, “You got my preferences spot on.”


***


The party continued. The hosts cut their daughter into portions and distributed them to the guests. A heated debate ensued over whether they should kill Camila or allow her to bear her brother's incestuous child. Camila continued to play with her dripping pussy and suggested they should behead her.

John finished eating a piece of his daughter's leg. He wanted more, so he cut off her vagina as well and put it in his mouth. The pussy meat was the most tender. He was already thoroughly aroused. His hard penis strained against his pants. He approached his younger daughter, unzipped his fly, and shoved his penis into her mouth. A delighted Valentina began to give him a blowjob.

Next to them sat Maria and Mave, kissing passionately. The Latina was now topless and was allowing the landlady to fondle her breasts. Her hand, in turn, reached under the redhead's dress, where her panties were already gone, and her pussy was very wet.

Suddenly, Maria grabbed the hem of the landlady's dress and pulled it off her with a smile.

"Let me take care of it for you," she laughed, throwing it into the fire.

For a moment, she gazed at her young body with its small, shapely breasts. Then they both lunged at each other and began kissing even more passionately.

Meanwhile, John had an idea. He stopped his daughter with his hand and removed his penis from her mouth. He then led her to a group of men who were looking at Camila's severed head and wondering how they could use it together. Valentina blushed at the sight of so many erect penises. Her father left her, naked, in this company, knowing that no hole would go unused. To her delight, the men were already planning how many pieces they would dismember her into before they were finished with her. John stripped off the rest of his clothes and approached the caressing women, naked. He embraced them from behind, touching their skin with his hard penis.

“How about a little comfort?” he suggested.

He offered the women his hands to help them up. He led them into the house. Along the way, Maria removed her panties and threw them away.

John led the heated women upstairs to a bedroom with a king-size bed. However, Robert, John's brother, was already there, vigorously penetrating his wife, Ashley.

“Hey, Bob,” John asked. “We need a bed.”

“Oh, sorry about that.”

Without thinking, he grabbed his wife's head and twisted it with a terrible crack of her spine. The woman went limp and fell back onto the pillows. Robert stood, his penis quivering with excitement, and headed for the exit.

“The guys are fucking Val in the yard,” sugested John, feeling bad for interrupting the brother’s fun. “You can join them, if you want.”

Ashley, drifting into oblivion, had a moment to realize that her life was less important than vacating the bed. The last thing she registered was being thrown to the floor to make room for the trio.

John began kissing Maria and Mave. Their tongues danced around each other in a lewd dance. He ran his hands between his companions' breasts and pussies. They in turn touched his penis and each other. Maria took some time to unpack the new vibrator.

Finally, John threw them brutally onto the bed. He began to penetrate his wife while using the dildo on the landlady. The women continued to caress each other. After a few minutes, John pulled out of Maria and entered Mave. He penetrated her with equal force while pushing the machine up the wife’s womanhood. Finally, the redhead’s moans reached a crescendo, and she orgasmed. It was so intense that she pushed John out of her, spraying him with her juices, and began to tremble uncontrollably. She clung to Maria and squeezed her breast far too hard, which pushed her over the edge as well. For a moment, John had to step aside and let the women have their moment of ecstasy.

Maria, however, hadn't forgotten about her husband. As soon as she regained control, she crawled over to him and began giving him a blowjob with all the energy she could muster.

"You taste like Mave's pussy," she murmured with satisfaction.

It didn't take John long to come himself. At the last moment, Maria pulled his member from her mouth and aimed it at the still-lying Mave, drenching her face, breasts, and stomach with her husband's seed. Then all three collapsed, exhausted, onto the large, comfortable bed.

"That was so wonderful," Maria sighed happily. "We’re fucking here every day from now on."

Since neither of the women were able to stand, John went out into the yard alone to check if all the others were having fun. Valentina, contrary to her expectations, was still alive. The men had fucked her hard, and now she laid naked and dirty in the grass. She didn't have the strength to demand to be killed, and the men themselves had emptied their testicles inside her so much that they didn't even care to. The other women, those who had survived the orgy, drank wine and chatted merrily. The party slowly died down, but the guests left satisfied.

Mave soon left too. She put on her straw hat, kissed the couple goodbye, and headed home, naked and covered in semen. The glances of random people she passed were incredibly arousing.