Chapter 47: The Intruder on the Trail

We left the pool area and headed toward the private trail cutting through the woods at the back of the property. The feeling of the sun hitting our bare skin, mixed with the cool morning air and the scent of damp earth, made the atmosphere feel surreal. We were all completely naked: myself, Mom Ana, Sophia, and Bia. Sophia walked ahead, holding firmly onto the leather leash attached to Letícia's collar. Letícia crawled over the dry leaves on the trail, carrying a small backpack with water bottles on her back like a pack animal.

​We walked for about ten minutes until we reached a higher clearing. That was when we heard the sound of twigs snapping just ahead.

​I turned around and came face-to-face with a middle-aged woman—around 50 years old, very well-preserved, wearing tight shorts, a workout top, a cap, and holding trekking poles. She was walking absentmindedly, but stopped abruptly just a few steps from us.

​The silence that followed was absolute. The woman's eyes widened, her mouth agape, processing the unbelievable scene in front of her: a young man surrounded by three stunning, completely naked women, and a girl kneeling on the dirt, tethered by a leather collar.

​"What kind of indecency is this?!" the woman blurted out, taking an involuntary step back, her voice stuttering with shock and moral outrage. "This is public indecency! Are you all crazy? I'm going to get my phone right now and call the police to arrest everyone!"

​Before the intruder could even put her hand in her shorts pocket, Mom Ana stepped forward. With an impeccable posture, her full breasts held high, and showing not the slightest hint of haste or shame about being naked, she stared the woman dead in the eye with a cold, dominant glare.

​"I am the one who will call the police, ma'am," Mom Ana retorted in a firm voice, cutting through the woman's outrage like a blade. "You just crossed the barbed-wire fence and passed the warning sign five hundred meters back. You invaded private property. And if I call the authorities right now, you are the one who will leave here escorted by the police for trespassing."

​The woman froze with her hand still in her pocket. Mom Ana's unshakeable tone of authority caused the intruder's anger to deflate in seconds, replaced by a violent wave of embarrassment as she realized her own blunder.

​"And since you invaded my property and ruined our walk," Mom Ana continued, taking another step forward, "you are going to introduce yourself right now. State your name and what you're doing here before I decide whether to call the police or not."

​The woman swallowed hard, glancing nervously at my dick just a few feet away from her, completely thrown off balance.

​"I-I'm sorry..." she stammered, completely losing her defensive posture. "My name is Márcia... I'm 52 years old. I live in the neighboring gated community and went out for a hike... I swear I didn't see the private property sign. Please forgive me..."

​"Very well, Márcia," Mom Ana said with a superior smile, crossing her arms under her full breasts. "I am Ana, the owner of this property. This is my daughter Sophia, this is my daughter-in-law, Bia, and this is my son Lucas... the man of the house, who fucks me, his sister, and his girlfriend all in the same bed. And this blonde kneeling in the dirt is our personal slave, Letícia."

​The impact of Mom Ana's words made Márcia's face go pale with sheer moral terror. The intruder looked from me to Mom Ana, then to Sophia and Bia—who were both smirking with absolute mockery, without a trace of shame—and finally to Letícia, the humiliated and marked blonde kneeling at my sister's feet. The brain of a traditional 52-year-old woman simply short-circuited: the mother not only approved of but participated in the incest, the girlfriend found it all completely normal, and they even kept a blonde slave on a leash.

​"Mother... son... sister...?" Márcia faltered, covering her mouth with her hand, in absolute shock at the sheer aberration and debauchery of this family. "My God... you people are sick..."

​"Not sick, Márcia... we are free," Sophia taunted, pulling Letícia's leash and making the blonde groan softly on the ground.

​I stepped closer to Bia and pulled her by the waist. Bia gave a quick look at Márcia, feeling a rush of exhibitionism take over her body as she saw the older woman paralyzed with horror. I pressed Bia's back against the thick trunk of a tree and tilted her hips. Without wasting any time, I lined up my dick with my girlfriend's wet pussy and pushed all the way in to the base, eliciting a loud groan that echoed through the woods.

​"Aaaahn... Lucas!" Bia gasped, throwing her head back against the tree trunk and digging her nails into my shoulders.

​Márcia caught her breath, horrified yet fascinated, watching the rough thrusts of my hips against Bia. Mom Ana took two steps toward Márcia and stopped right beside her, less than three feet from the action.

​"Take a good look, Márcia," Mom Ana whispered in the woman's ear in a deep, velvety voice. "This is how our family operates. You wanted to call the police... but now you're going to stay right here, quiet, and watch my son fuck his girlfriend in front of you, knowing that his mother and sister are next."

​Márcia was trembling, trapped between the sickening shock of that family revelation and an involuntary arousal at watching Bia get fucked hard against the tree, hearing the sound of my pelvis slapping against her flesh and seeing the blonde slave drooling on the dirt at her feet.

​"Please... let me go..." Márcia begged in a barely audible whisper, unable to take her eyes off my dick sliding in and out of Bia's pussy.

​"You'll leave when we say so," Mom Ana replied with a dominant smile, as I picked up the pace of my thrusts, turning the shocked intruder into our private audience in the middle of the woods.