It was the Advent season, a time of year when families would gather together to celebrate and spend time with one another. For the Wilsons, this annual tradition took on a more taboo twist, as incestuous desire simmered beneath the surface of holiday cheer.

Colleen Wilson, a 38-year-old divorcee, had recently moved to a new suburban house with her two children, Felix and Fleur. Felix, a strapping 22-year-old with chestnut hair, had just returned from a semester abroad in Europe. Fleur, a petite 19-year-old with an infectious smile, was taking a gap year before starting university.

As they sat around the fireplace on a cold December evening, sipping on hot buttered rum and mulled wine, Colleen felt a familiar ache between her legs. It had been months since her last sexual encounter, and the proximity of her children was igniting long-dormant desires. She caught Felix's eye, his gaze lingering on her ample cleavage before quickly averting his eyes.

Meanwhile, Fleur had been casting furtive glances at Felix's crotch, marveling at the sizeable bulge straining against his jeans. She squirmed in her seat, feeling a dampness between her thighs as she imagined what lay beneath.

As the night wore on, the alcohol flowed freely, and inhibitions lowered. Colleen found herself sitting beside Felix on the couch, their legs brushing against each other. She turned to him, her face flushed and eyes heavy-lidded.

"Felix, darling," she purred, "have you found a girlfriend while you were away?"

Felix gulped, his gaze dropping to Colleen's heaving bosom. "N-no, mum. I haven't had the time."

Colleen smiled, reaching out to stroke Felix's thigh. "Well, perhaps you'd like some... practice?"

Before Felix could respond, Fleur flounced over, plopping herself down on the armchair opposite them. "What are you two talking about?" she asked, her voice breathy.

Colleen turned to her daughter, a wicked gleam in her eye. "Just discussing Felix's...sexual education."

Fleur's eyes widened, her tongue darting out to lick her lips. "Oh? And what's that?"

Colleen leaned forward, giving Fleur an ample view of her cleavage. "I was just telling him about the birds and the bees."

Fleur giggled, her hand drifting to her own breast. "Is that so? Well, perhaps I should give him a few pointers as well."

Colleen grinned, patting Felix's thigh. "Why don't you show him what you've learned? Give your big brother a little... taste."

Fleur's eyes lit up with mischief. She turned to Felix, her hand cupping his bulge. "Want me to teach you how to please a woman, bro?"

Felix nodded, his mouth dry with anticipation. "Y-yeah. Show me."

Fleur leaned in, her lips brushing against Felix's ear. "First, you need to tease her... make her crave your touch."

With that, she slid her hand beneath Felix's waistband, wrapping her fingers around his throbbing shaft. He groaned, his hips bucking forward.

Meanwhile, Colleen removed her top and bra, exposing her creamy breasts to the cool air. She pinched her nipples, gasping at the sensation.

"Look how horny she is for you," Colleen purred, gesturing to Fleur's hand stroking Felix's cock. "She wants you so badly."

Fleur looked up at Felix, her eyes hooded with lust. "I do. I want to feel your hard cock inside me."

Felix growled, grabbing Fleur's wrist and pulling her hand away from his crotch. "Not so fast," he said, his voice rough with desire. "I want to taste you first."

She gasped, her thighs clenching together as she imagined his tongue delving between her folds. "Yes," she breathed. "Taste me."

Felix dropped to his knees before his sister, pulling down her leggings in one swift motion. He inhaled deeply, savoring the musky scent of her arousal. Then, without warning, he dove forward, burying his face in her sopping wet pussy.

Fleur cried out, her hands fisting his hair as his tongue laved over her clit. "Oh god, yes," she moaned. "Eat my pussy, Bro. Make me come on your face."

Felix obliged, his tongue delving deep into Fleur's cunt, lapping up her juices. He moved lower, rimming her tight asshole before sliding back up to suck on her clit.

Colleen watched the scene before her, her hand buried in her panties as she fingered herself to the sight of her children engaged in an incestuous act. "That's it," she gasped. "Eat that pussy like a good boy."

Felix growled into Fleur's cunt, doubling his efforts as he felt his own orgasm approaching. He thrust two fingers into Fleur's dripping hole, fucking her hard and fast as he suckled her clit.

Fleur wailed, her body tensing as she neared the edge. "Fuck, I'm gonna come," she cried out. "Don't stop, Felix. Make me come on your face!"

With a final swipe of his tongue, Fleur came undone, her pussy clamping down on Felix's fingers as she rode out her intense orgasm.

Felix didn't stop there. As Fleur slumped back in the chair, gasping for breath, he turned to his mother. "Now it's your turn," he growled, rising to his feet.

Colleen's eyes widened, her heart pounding in her chest. "You want to taste me too?" she asked, her voice quivering.

Felix nodded, his eyes dark with lust. "I want to devour every inch of you."

Colleen moaned, spreading her legs wide in invitation. Felix dropped to his knees before her, pulling her panties aside to expose her dripping cunt.

"Fuck, mum," he groaned. "You're so wet."

Colleen bucked her hips forward, pressing her pussy against his face. "Suck it," she demanded. "Taste how wet you make me."

Felix obliged, burying his face in his mother's cunt. He licked and sucked at her folds, his tongue delving deep inside her.

Colleen cried out, her hands fisting in Felix's hair as he ate her out. "Oh god, yes," she moaned. "Lick my pussy, baby. Make me come."

Felix growled, doubling his efforts, he thrust two fingers into his mother's cunt, fucking her hard and fast as he suckled her clit.

Colleen wailed, her body tensing as she neared the edge. "Fuck, I'm gonna come," she cried out. "Don't stop, Felix. I'm close!"

With a final swipe of his tongue, Colleen came undone, her pussy clamping down on Felix's fingers as she rode out her intense orgasm.

"I'm not done yet," he said, his voice rough with desire.

Colleen and Fleur turned to him, their eyes wide with anticipation. "What do you mean?" Colleen asked.

Felix grinned wickedly. "I want to fuck both of you."

Fleur gasped, her pussy clenching at the thought of her brother's hard cock plunging into her tight hole. "Yes," she breathed. "Fuck me, Bro."

Colleen nodded eagerly, spreading her legs wider. "And me," she said. "I want your cock inside me too."

Felix stripped off his clothes, revealing his massive erection. He grabbed Fleur around the waist and lifted her, pressing her back against the wall. She wrapped her legs around him as he positioned his cock at her entrance.

"Fuck me," she begged. "Fuck me hard."

Felix complied, slamming his cock into Fleur's tight cunt with one swift thrust. She cried out, her nails digging into his shoulders as he began to pound into her.

Colleen watched them fuck, her hand buried in her panties as she fingered herself to the sight of her son plowing his sister's pussy. "That's it," she panted. "Fuck that tight cunt."

Felix grunted, pulling out of Fleur and turning to his mother. He grabbed her by the hips and bent her over the armchair, positioning himself behind her.

"Fuck me too," Colleen begged. "I need your cock inside me."

Felix didn't hesitate, slamming his hard cock into her dripping cunt with one swift thrust. She moaned, pushing back against him as he began to fuck her hard and fast.

Fleur watched them from the floor, playing with her clit as she watched her brother plow into their mother's tight hole. "Yes," she panted. "Fuck that pussy, Bro. Make it yours."

Felix obliged, slamming into Colleen harder and faster as he felt his orgasm approaching. He reached around to rub Fleur's clit as he fucked their mother.

Colleen and Fleur cried out in unison as they neared their own climaxes, the pleasure building to an intense peak. With a final thrust and a cry of pleasure, Felix came. Filling his mother's cunt with his seed.

As the three of them collapsed in a tangle of limbs on the floor, they couldn't help but marvel at the erotic turn their Advent celebration had taken. But as they gathered their clothes and headed upstairs to retire for the night, they knew this was only the beginning of a new tradition, one of incestuous pleasure and familial bliss.