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SEX FUELED WEEKEND FOR TWINS PT1

josephsmith1974@live.co.uk on Incest Stories

“Okay we will see you two in a couple of days. Be good and no parties.” My mother said while getting into the car with my dad just before setting off on a weekend getaway. Leaving me and my twin sister Vicky alone with our best friends and also twins Paul and Sarah. We’ve been best friends all our lives literally since birth since we were born four days apart although we’re the older set of twins. Our mothers bonded during their hospital visits while pregnant and became best friends and we’ve always been best friends doing everything together and now seventeen years later we’re been trusted to spend the weekend home alone. It’s fair to say we’ve been planning this for a while, hording alcohol we took from BBQ&

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rsquo;s and parties and buying as much junk food as we could.

It was early in the day, the sun was out and it was very warm so we spent most of the day outside sunbathing playing games etc. At one point in the afternoon I lay down on the sun lounger watching the two girls and Paul throwing a Frisbee around our large garden in their bikini’s, I caught myself checking out the girl’s bodies as they ran and jumped around. Vicky and Sarah had very similar bodies they were both around 5’4” and slim. Vicky has very dark straight hair down to her shoulders, bright blue eyes, full pouting lips, 34D’s which her leopard skin bikini struggled to keep covered and an unbelievably sexy, firm round ass. Sarah had long wavy blonde hair, beautiful hazel eyes, very soft lips, 34B’s and a small perfectly sculpted, tight ass which her light blue bikini bottoms seemed to melt into. Both their bodies glistened in the sunlight and I couldn’t take my eyes off them. Paul stopped playing and walked over to me and lay down on the sun lounger next to me while the two girls lay down on a blanket on the grass. “What time we ordering the Pizza?” He asked, “Don’t know what time is it now?” I replied, he leaned over and picked his phone up off the floor. “It is three, forty five,” he said, “I will order it soon, I will try to get it for around five that way we can start drinking earlier,” I said, “We should have had a party man?” he said, “Come on. That house is loaded with goods, would you let half the people we know into your house?” I replied rather bluntly, “True...It doesn’t really matter we will have a great night any way we always do.” He said, “Too fucking right,” I said. We then watched the two girls get up and walk over to us, “What time we eating we’re so hungry,” Sarah asked, I looked up at her, “I’ll order it now if you want?” “Yeah,” they both replied, “Okay then what we having?” I asked, “20” meat feast,” Paul shouted, “Paul I was asking what sort of Pizza you want not what your sexual fantasy was.” I said, “Fuck you man!” He replied, “I want it large hot and spicy,” Sarah said, “Again I wasn’t asking you how you like to be fucked. Only kidding is everyone cool with the a large hot and spicy?” I asked and everyone else nodded and I got up and wandered into the house to order the Pizza.

An hour later the pizza arrived and half an hour later we had all been fed. It was starting to get cooler outside as the sun started to go down. Both the girls had put t-shirts on but you could still see their nipples poking through and we continued to sit and talk until the sun went down, “Who’s for a drink?” I asked, everyone put their hand up, “Okay what’s everyone drinking?” I continued, “We want wine,” said Vicky, “I’ll just have a beer please mate,” So I walked into the house to grab the drinks from the fridge, grabbed some glasses from the bench and came back out onto the deck. I handed the bottle and some glasses to the girls and a beer to Paul. We just sat there drinking, talking, telling jokes and reminiscing for a couple of hours until it was really dark. “Who’s for the Jacuzzi?” Vicky said and with that everyone jumped up. My father had gotten this for my mother as an anniversary gift and we all loved it. I quickly whipped the covers off it and straight away steam started to rise up into the night air, the girls took off their t-shirts and we all climbed in. The water was lovely and warm and it was made even better when Vicky turned on the jets. I had a jet right between my legs that was blowing bubbles against my inner thigh and my cock, which felt really good and I was soon rock hard. My dad really had thought of everything when he bought this because it had a fridge on the side which we had stocked up earlier so we didn’t have to get out for another drink. It was fantastic the garden was dark, our house is on the edge of a large private estate and is very private and we have a large fence and trees all the way around for extra privacy. All we could hear was the low rumble of the jets and the splashing of the water. Paul was sat to my right in one corner and Sarah to my left in another corner and Vicky was straight in front of me. As I reached for another drink I noticed Paul staring at something and as I looked back around I saw what he was looking at, Vicky’s nipple’s were poking through her bikini top, they looked rock hard. I myself tried not to stare but kept catching myself looking. Soon we were all well on our way to being drunk, the girls had finished off their bottle of wine, Sarah leaned forward and reached over me to grab the second bottle which was by the fridge. As she did this she slipped and landed onto of me with a splash, her hand falling right onto my hard cock which I thought was intentional. As she got up she looked straight into my eyes and gave me a little smile. Straight away I knew what I was getting tonight, due to the fact the two of us slept together from time to time in fact we lost our virginity together, but it was our secret. She sat back down she topped hers and Vicky’s drinks and put down the bottle of wine on the side, her nipples were also hard but not as obvious as Vicky’s.

 “Let’s play a game,” Sarah shouted sounding all exited. “What?” Paul said, “Let’s play truth or dare,” she said, “Aren’t we a little old for that now?” I asked, “No of course not, it’ll be fun, it’s always a good game to play pissed,” She said, “Okay then, since it’s your idea Sarah you can go first, truth or dare?” Vicky said, “Truth!” She replied all exited, “Who was the first person to give you an orgasm?” Vicky asked, “That’s easy Joe.” She said without thinking, oh shit I thought to myself as Paul and Vicky looked at me, I looked at Paul, “Sorry mate.” I said rather sheepish, “It’s okay bud I’ve been with Vicky.” “You have, have you?” I asked, “Yeah,” he replied, and that was it, we laughed and moved on, “Sarah truth or dare?” Sarah said, “Truth,” Vicky replied, “Has Paul ever given you an orgasm?” She said, “I can’t tell you that you’re his sister,” Vicky said sounding rather shocked, “So, just tell us!” Sarah replied, “Alright then, yes he has,” Vicky said, “Next. Paul, what’s the dirtiest thing you’ve done with a woman?” I asked, “What... Do I not get asked truth or dare?” He replies “Sorry, truth or dare?” I laugh, “Truth,” “Okay same question,” I said, “I’ve let a girl finger my arse,” he replied, “Wow,” I said, “Don’t mock it till you’ve tried it,” “Not mocking mate,” I reply, “Come on then Joe truth or dare?” Paul asks, “Well since everyone else went truth, I will too,” I reply, “Have you ever masturbated over Vicky?” He asked, they all look at me, “Fuck you man, I’m not answering that!” I reply angrily, “it’s a genuine question.” He replies, “I’m not answering that!” I reply, “Okay then you do a forfeit.” He says. “Fine,” I reply, the three of them huddle up in Vicky’s corner whispering among them for a minute or two, and then sit back in their corners, “Okay then we want you to drop your shorts and run around the garden.” Paul says, “Fine,” I say and with that I stand up grab hold of my shorts, pull them down revealing my semi-hard cock, pull them off, step out of the Jacuzzi and set off jogging around the garden naked.

After that I clean off my feet and climb back into the Jacuzzi not even bothering to put my shorts back on. “Right, then Sarah, truth or dare?” I say, “Dare!” She says, “Okay, I want you to strip step out onto the deck and sing I’m a little teapot with all the actions,” I said, everyone laughed, as she stood up and stepped out onto the deck and removed her bikini letting it fall to the deck, her hard nipples pointing up at the sky and I watch as the water runs down her body and down towards her pussy with a sexy strip of pubic hair just above, she then stood back and sang the song with the action which we clapped along and laughed too. Afterwards she climbed back in again not bothering to cover up, “Okay Sarah truth or dare?” “Dare,” “I want you to strip and sit on the side and spread your pussy lips and rub yourself for thirty seconds,” Sarah said, I thought this was too far and Vicky would never do it, but she stood up and pulled down her bikini bottoms, bending over to remove them, reached back and untied her bikini top allowing her beautiful round breasts to fall out, dropping the bikini top to the floor and sat down on the side directly in front of me. I couldn’t help but watch as she parted the lips on her perfectly clean shaven pussy, licked her fingers and began to rub her pussy right in front of me. I was now deep in shock, I couldn’t believe what was happening and I also couldn’t believe how turned on I was. My cock was now rock hard under the water all I wanted to do is fuck her. She then stopped and lowered herself back into the water. The night had become sex charged, it was obvious that we were all extremely horney and over the next few goes things just kept going to the extreme, Paul chose truth and admitted he had fantasised about fucking Sarah, I chose dare and had to stroke myself on the side of the pool, Sarah chose dare and was dared to hold Pauls cock for thirty seconds and actually stroked it instead, Vicky chose truth and admitted to masturbating over me. I felt like I should stop what was happening but couldn’t bring myself to do it, Paul then chose dare and I dared him to let Sarah finger his arse, which she did and now it was my turn again, “Joe. Truth or dare?” Said Sarah, “Dare,” “Okay I dare you to lick Vicky’s pussy,” Paul jumped in.  I couldn’t believe what had just came out of his mouth but I knew I wanted to, I looked towards her and she smiled at me just as she started to lift herself up onto the side. I moved over to her as she spread her legs, I brought my hand up and began to rub her pussy slowly, I then brought my other hand up to spread her lips. This was it, I thought to myself as I lowered my head down and begun to lick her pussy. She seemed to get wetter with each lap of my tongue, she grabbed the back of my head and pulled me into her pussy even further to the point I could barely breathe. I felt an arm reach around me and take my hard cock in hand, “Fuck me he’s rock solid!” I hear Sarah shout, I then feel a shove which knocks me off balance, and I look around to see Sarah and Paul making out passionately opposite us. I look up at Vicky and she lowers her head down to me and we share a soft but passionate kiss ourselves.

I stop and stand up in the Jacuzzi revealing my rock hard cock to Vicky the water dripping off all 6 ½ inches of it. She reached out and took hold of it, pulling me towards her and we share another kiss. She then lays back and spreads her legs even further, without hesitation I position my cock at the entrance of her waiting pussy, I take a hold of it as I slowly begin to slide it in. She’s so wet as I begin to pump in and out of her, I look in her eyes as we share a connection unlike I have ever experienced with anyone else, she lifts herself up and we kiss again as I fuck her pussy. When I pull away again I am mesmerised by the way her beautiful tits bounce to the rhythm of my thrusts and the harder I thrust the more violently they bounce, this turns me on even more. I can see the ecstasy in her face as she closes her eyes and her mouth opens wider and her moans get louder and louder, “I’m going to cum!” She yells, I continue to fuck as she wraps her legs and arms around me causing me to stumble inside the Jacuzzi onto her causing my cock to slam deeper into her pussy as she cums onto my dick. I can feel her whole body shacking and her pussy becoming extremely wet around my dick. We share another passionate kiss as she begins to come down from the high of her orgasm. I am now distracted by another scream and I look up to see Paul fucking Sarah doggie over a sun lounger they’re both facing Vicky and myself watching us as we fuck which seemed to turn us both on as we began to speed up again, this time everything seems slower and I begin to take more notice of what’s happening, I look down and watch as my cock slides in and out of my twin sisters pussy. I watch it as it glistens as it slides out then watch it disappear again, as I slowly look up I watch her tits bounce and even they look to be moving slow, I can see her moving her body trying to match each thrust of my cock and when I reach her face I can see the look of pleasure etched all over it and the look of pure lust in her eyes. I then watch as her right arm moves slowly up to my shoulder which causes me to snap back and for everything to speed up again, “Oh, God I’m going to cum again!” She shouts, I can feel more and more blood flowing into my cock and my balls begin to ache as I feel myself coming close to coming, “Hold it! I’m almost there!” I shout, I continue to thrust in and out, she wraps her arms and legs around me again digging her finger nails into my shoulders , “I can’t hold it much longer!” She shouts, just as I feel my cum begin to race from my balls up through my throbbing cock, I quickly kiss her passionately before my cum explodes out the tip of my cock into her just as she releases her orgasm. Our bodies quivering together as the pleasure pulses through our bodies. We’re almost locked together for a little while, holding each other tightly.

Once we begin to come down and back to our senses, we looked at each other and smiled it seemed like the perfect moment which is soon broke up by the sound of clapping. We both looked up to see Paul and Sarah sat naked on the sun lounger, “Fuck me that was so amazing! You two were electric I have never seen anything like that!” Sarah shouted, “No bull that was far hotter than any porno that I have ever seen!” Paul said. We looked back at each other and kissed again as I slid my cock out of her and my knees buckled under me and I fell back into the water. I was shaking, Vicky slid down into the water and cuddled up to me. We were both exhausted and extremely satisfied, there was no doubt in our mind that what we’d done was so right, “How was it for you two?” I eventually asked, “Amazing! It was amazing and watching you two just made it even better.” Sarah said, “Well good job we still have the rest of the weekend to ourselves.”

  

  

I love to see pics of the women who read my stories. Would you mind sending me one if you’re 21 or older I base my characters off of it sometimes.            josephsmith1974@live.co.uk 

The Love I Found; Chapter 2

FarmBoy on Incest Stories


Karen led the way into the bedroom, and stopped at the side of the bed. Stepping up to me, she kissed me again. As her tongue entered my mouth for the second time that night, I felt her hands undoing my belt. She undid the snap, and let my jeans fall to the floor. She then started pulling my shirt up over my head. Before long, I stood in front of her in nothing but my jockey shorts. Breaking off the kiss, she knelt down in front of me, and started slowly pulling my shorts down my legs. When my erect manhood sprang out of my shorts, I saw her eyes get big. It wasn’t that it was long, but the circumference of my penis is about 3 ½ inches, and I don’t think she had ever seen one like that before, if she had seen one at all. She looked at if from every an

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gle she could, before looking up at me and smiling. Then, warping her small hand around the shaft, she leaned in and ran her tongue of the head of it, licking up the clear seminal fluid that was there. I felt my knees go weak. The feel of her tongue on the head of my manhood was something I wasn’t prepared for. She moved back, and looked up at me. I could see her lick her lips, as she tasted my nectar. She then smiled, and leaned in again. The next thing I knew, she was taking my manhood into her mouth. I felt her warm, wet lips close on the shaft of my penis, and then start to slid back and forth, as her tongue flicked over the tip of it. I couldn’t stop the moan that escaped my mouth, as I felt her start sucking on my member. I was afraid I was going to explode in her mouth if she kept this up much longer, and that was not where I wanted to deposit my seed. Reaching down, I lifted her up with my hands under her arms, and kissed her again. "What’s wrong Daddy?" She asked, looking upset. "Did I do something wrong?" "Lord no baby, that was fantastic." I said, as I kissed her again, "I just didn’t want to climax just yet, and if I hadn’t stopped you, I would have. This night is your night, and I want to please you before you please me. Now, let’s get you undressed." I said, as I started unbuttoning her blouse. I removed it, laid it over a chair that set beside the bed, and then reaching behind her, I unbuttoned her bra, letting her sweet breasts escape their confines. Her nipples was hard as a rock, and standing out so proudly. I ran my hands over them, feeling how soft the flesh was, and how firm they were also. As I bent my head down, and captured her left bud in my mouth, I heard a little gasp escape her lips, as she leaned her head back, enjoying the feel of my tongue dancing across it. I alternated between the right, and the left bud, paying equal attention to each. "Lie down Angel," I told her, as I guided to the bed. Once she was stretched out, I climbed up on the bed beside her, and lay next to her. I reached down to feel the downy softness of her pubic hair, as I rested my hand on her mound. "Are you sure you want to do this, Sweetheart?" I asked, as I looked into her eyes, searching for any doubt that might be there. "Oh yes Daddy. I,,,I have dreamed about you being my first, and now that dream will come true." She said, looking back into my eyes. "I love you, Baby," I whispered, gently kissing her soft, luscious lips. Raising my self up again, I moved down her body, till I was once again at her womanhood. She slowly spread her leg open, allowing me access to her most secret area. I raised her right leg over my shoulder, as I lay down, putting my face a breath away for her flower. I inhaled her sweet perfume, and smelt the aroma of her. I felt my member grow harder. Snaking my tongue out, I flicked at her swollen bud, hearing another moan escape her lips. For the second time that night, I drew it into my mouth, and started gently sucking on it, moving my head back and forth, giving her the same thing she had started giving me earlier. After a few minutes of that, I took my tongue, and ran it up the inside of her labia, as far up inside her as I could, searching for that really special spot where I knew it would give her the most pleasure. After a few moments, I was rewarded with a sharp intake of breath, and a loud moan. Knowing that I had hit the right spot, I went to work, moving my tongue around, and pressing the spot with the tip of it. It only took a few minutes of this, when she again arched her back, moaned, and announced that she was cumming. I quickly buried my tongue in her love tunnel, so I could receive my ‘just reward.’ After a few minutes, and a number of climaxes, she started catching her breath. I had moved over her, and started rubbing the head of my manhood against her dew covered flower, coating both of us with her nectar. I heard her catch her breath, as the bulb of my manhood entered her love tunnel, and I also gasped, from feeling how tight she was. "I’ll go slowly to start out with Sweetheart, so it won’t hurt so much." I said, as I slowly pushed another inch into her. I couldn’t believe that this was really happening. That I was about to turn my baby from a young lady, into a woman. God, I felt like the luckiest man alive. Then I felt it. Her Maidenhead. I knew that there was no turning back, and at this point, I wouldn't have wanted to. I wanted to withdraw a little, and then ram it back into her, breaking her hymen, tearing it apart, but in the back of my mind, something told me she would be more comfortable, and would enjoy it more, if I was gentle with her. I pushed against her Maidenhead, and felt the resistance, and also heard her groan, as I pushed. "Just relax Angel." I said, releasing the pressure. "This will hurt, and there probably will be some blood, but I promise you it will only hurt for a minute or so." I said, looking deep into her eyes. She nodded her head, indicating she understood. I asked her if she was ready, and she again nodded, but at the same time, I forced my manhood deep into her, tearing her hymen, and hitting bottom. She screamed, and I saw tears running down her cheek, which I bent down to, and started kissing them away, telling her how much I loved her. After a moment, I started slowly withdrawing, until the tip was just inside her love channel, then I started the decent back in, slowly. After a couple minutes of this, I noticed that her breathin

MY LITTLE SECRET DESIRE

itsonlyfun on Wife Stories

 My little secret desire.

 Yes I had this secret desire to watch my wife getting fucked. I just didn't dare reveal it to anyone.

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 We hadn't been married all that long. We had a great sexual life together,but I wanted desperately to watch her getting fucked by another guy. She had all the attributes necessary,good personality,fantastic and what appeared to be a slutty fun loving side. Not being married that long we had not gone down the sharing secret desires line that much. So I kept this too myself.

 I knew she liked flirting when out with our friends and this was on one such occasion. We were at

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a pub where we knew the landlord well and he had a habit of stting amongst the clientel and trying it on with the wives. This particular night he plonked himself between my wife and another of my mates wives. She was some years older and was having none of it.

 As the night wore on he was chatting enthusiastically with Dawn,my wife And I saw her putting her hand tentatively into his trouser pocket while being egged on to go deeper by Steve,the landlord. Having touched something,blushing she quickly retrieved her hand from the said pocket and funning,punched at his shoulder. He then turning towards her conspiritally opened his pocket somewhat and displayed what she had touched.

 It turned out to be a rather slim hard aluminium cigar container. Smiling widely he removed himself from the fray and went to help behind the bar. Somewhile later he was back at it. This time he sat himself in between myself and my wife on the otherside from where he had sat previously. She in turn went to the loo and on returning finished up with me then her then the landlord with a mate at the far end. Me and the mate watched as the landlord again got my wife's attention and was trying to get her to feel in what was now his other pocket.

 "No,you're not getting me again" she exclaimed. 'No,I'm not' he responded,pulling the thin tube from the original pocket. "Well what have you got hidden in this one?" 'Nothing,honest,its just a bit of fun,- really it is' She tentively started putting her hand in now,stopping and I could see her fingers groping around,obviously expecting another ploy by him. She went deeper and then felt some more. Her face changed now. Her brow furrowed and his face went bland as she with her mouth close to his ear whispered something. Her hand explored somemore. "It is I heard her whisper,that's the head of your cock!" A broad grin crossed the landlords face as I distinctly noticed he was getting hard. "You dirty old sod" she whispered, "You're getting a hardon" And promply but slowly pulled her hand from the pocket.

 She turned to me. "Did you see that,he got a hardon when I felt his cock,he's got a hole in that pocket and all" This had not been lost on the mate on the otherside as he had also been watching the antics of our landlord. Who by now had removed himself and carefully covered his protrusion on moving away. The night went on with no further moves made on my wife. Ribaldry was at an end it seemed.

 My wife on the other hand continued to quietly comment on his hardon and how much and in such detail she'd felt it. Virtually ever vein and feature seemed to be rivetted in her mind. I commented eventually, 'You evidently'  enjoyed the feel he let you have, "No,of course not,I was just saying" 'Yeah,it sounds like you were just saying it made you horny and you enjoyed feeling another man's cock' "That's silly" It was left at that,but I was convinced she'd got a buzz from the experience.

 'I bet your knickers are wet' "Leave it" I did and watched as other events overtook the moment. One such moment was as my wife again went to the loo,the mate I mentioned took a good squeeze of my wife's ass cheek on her way out and the other one on her way back to her seat. A furtive glance from her to me told me she hoped I hadn't noticed. Sitting again, "I didn't ask him too" 'I know,don't worry about it,he saw you playing with the landlord' She blushing. "I hope he didn't get the wrong idea" All the time secretly I hoped he did get the right idea. That is she's horny and up for it.

 We all drifted off at the evenings end and no one but me noticed as this mate pulled my wife aside as we traipsed along the sidewalk. They were missing and only I had clocked it. I knew the area well and intent on seeing what they were up to and secretly hoping I was about to see what I'd dreamed of,I too drifted away from the straggling group.

 Back I went to where they had left us. Not a sign of them. I stopped and listened. Nothing,then I heard a faint giggle,it was coming from a small lane. This lane had various wall protrusions down the entrance part of it then it opened out into a clearer straight part. I snuk quietly down it stopping and listening. "No,we'll get caught doing it" 'Just have a feel' - A gasp, - He - 'Keep doing that,ugh! Fuck,come on' - "Stop,that's tickling, - Giggle, - oo! don't its making it tingle"

 I now spotted them,he had his cock on display and my wife was wanking it. Meanwhile her dress was high up her hips and he clearly was tickling her pussy. "No! we'll get caught" I watched as he pressed his cock now towards my wife's pussy. It touched and he had it inside her quim in a flash. His hand squeezed deeply at her buttocks. "Don't shoot it up there" He was instantly in full flow as he pumped his knob up her cunt. She started to push at his thrusting and with her usual sounds I heard and seen my wife being or rather getting fucked by another man.

 From leaving the group,this had been only about 10 - 15 minutes. They stood enjoying the aftermath of their respective orgasm's. He with his hardon still in her started to play with her clit again. "Wait" She eased him away a bit as she fumbled with his waistband between their bodies. His trousers now dropped to his ankles,no shorts. As she moved him still further away,I saw the gleam of her cunt juice along the length of his shaft.

 She was removing her panty's,with them gone she started in again. With his hand around his hardon I saw him jab it again back inside her vagina. "Go on,fuck it in me properly,not with all our clothes in the way. He now fucked at her with a vengeance. The thrusting was so frantic that once it popped out completely and jabbed into her belly. "Get it back in,I'm nearly cumming, AAGH! OO-OO UUGH! You're making me CUUMMM! This was the usual sounds of my wife cumming as I watched him race to his climax, the strain in his loins was showing she was about to get one hell of a spunking and she did. In the next second he tensed and with short sharp thrusts he spilled his seed deep inside my wife.

 She clung tightly to him as she,on coming down from her orgasm,opened her eyes to be confronted with me watching her as he pulled his dripping hardon from her body. Her look was a picture too behold as he looked down at his dripping cock, while instinctively she put her hand over her naked sopping wet cunt. He nearly vapourized as I spoke. 'Lets keep this between ourselves then shall we?' My wife went to speak. I putting my hand to my mouth with a SSSH! stopped any further talk for now with, 'When we're all sober,its the wrong time now'

 With me on one side and my mate on the other,both with our arms around her we followed on to our destination. Not though before in her panic as we moved away,she broke free from us and made back to retrieve her knicker's. This gave us both a bonus as she bent to pick them up revealing a very wet sticky pussy and upper thighs. Like a woman,her guilt just had to know. Alone later she couldn't resist, "Are we finished over what happened?" 'Of course not,think of it as more of a beginning' "BEGINNING!!!?" 'SSSH! Of course' She was now even more bothered,but she needn't have been. She had a very understanding husband. That's another secret though!

 Bye.

Cindyleej on Incest Stories

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Peter my half brother, had asked me to meet him in the village after school where I lived, as I said in my last story I was very young but getting older and, it would seem, forming nicely!

Meeting up with Peter usually meant that he and my cousin Jack would offer me sweets to let them fiddle with me, which I enjoyed, and so did they but this day would turn out to be very different.

I had not long been going to secondary school, the trip to school was on a bus with other kids from the village, my cousin Jack had left school and was working on the farm, Peter was about to leave that year so used to come
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back to the village before the walk to the farm, he never sat with me, he sat with his school boy mates and got up to the usual pranks boys did while travelling from school, when we got off the bus Peter said; would I meet him at the old pigsty?  The pigsty was a little way from the village, we all used to use it as a bit of a den, we had swept part of it and put an old chair and couch in there so it was a good den, and I agreed to meet him there after taking my bag home first.

When I arrived Peter was waiting for me, he had a big grin so I knew what he wanted! But there was no Jack this time, they had always fiddled with me together so I was surprised not to see him there with Peter, I asked where he was and Peter said that he would be along soon but had milking to do first, Ok I said, what do you want to do then? And smiled as I said it as I knew the reply!

We moved in to the den, Peter sat on the old couch and told me to lift my skirt up, I was wearing my uniform, I should have changed before I came out but I had become quit exited at the thought of the little games we would all play so I had dumped my bag and came right out to the den!
I had really started to grow now and I was developing a bust and was quit tall, I had been getting wolf whistles as I walked to school from passing work men and I liked the attention, I particularly enjoyed Peter and Jacks little games, although I was not to sure about Jack, and he was quit a bit older than me, never the less I recognised the stirring in my knickers as my pussy got a little wet walking to the den.

I had been fondling my pussy for quit a while now and I could bring myself to orgasm by rubbing my little pink clit hard as I imagined Peter and Jack making me do naughty things for them! I had also had orgasms while riding my pony bare back, but that is another story!

My pussy was tingling as I pulled up my skirt for Peter, his eyes were on storks, I loved it, I could see his cock was bulging in his pants, I wanted to see it so I asked him to show me it? Peter could not wait to un do his pants and pull them down, he sat there with his very large (I thought) cock sticking up Ok he said pull your knickers down! I did, they had a damp patch in them, hell I thought, Peter had noticed and said don’t worry about that, it’s a good thing! Peter was pulling his fore skin back over his cock as he watched me pull my knickers down, that made me wetter, I could feel the warm juice running from me! Peter reached up with one hand as he stroked his cock with the other, then gently parted my pussy with his finger’s, this I liked, then slid one in there, this I loved, both Peter and Jack had fingered me before many times in my pussy  and Jack ones in my bottom, I didn’t really like that but Jack did, I remember when he made me bend over and as I felt his big rough hands and fingers in me he would pull his fore skin back, this one time though he pushed his finger in my bum hole hard and when I said; no it hurts, his cock spurted all over my bum.

Peter was about to do the same as he rubbed and fingered my wet pussy, and I wanted to see it, I had made both of them pull there cocks and cum as I sat with my legs open and no knickers on ones and it felt good to see them exited! Just as I thought Peter was going to spurt his cum out, the door opened and in came Jack, he made us both jump and he laughed, great he said! Have you made her kiss your cock yet? No Peter replied, well go on then, make her kiss it! I could see that they had been talking about what they would do to me, and I never really liked Jack that much, Cindy Peter wants you to kiss his cock! OK I said, I had often thought about doing some thing like that as I played with myself.

Peter stood up from the couch, I bent down and kissed his eager cock, I liked the taste of it, and I wanted it to spurt cum as I kissed it more! Jack could not wait to get behind me, he lifted my skirt and I could feel his tong lapping at my pussy, it was different though, he licked and sucked and moaned and I could see he was taking his pants down, I liked the feeling though, it was nice, Peter was telling me to keep kissing the end of his cock so I did, Jacks finger was right in my pussy, he had big hands and his finger felt big in there, he was wanking hard now as he slid in and out, then he moved to my bum hole and before I could say NO, he had rammed it in, I yelped and as I did Peter grabbed my head and held it tight! He had always been gentle but this time there was a change, they were both so exited I was a little scared.

Jacks finger was hurting my bum! Stop I said! It hurts, OK he said if you open your legs wider I will not do it, he pulled his finger from my bum, then with my legs apart I felt him get very close, then the pain! I squealed out, Jack had put his cock in my pussy, he was pounding me like the farm dogs did and it hurt, Peter was no help, he to had grabbed my head and was pushing his cock in my mouth, come on Cind, its OK! For who I said, the funny thing was, that I sort of liked it, Jacks cock was huge and hurt, but it felt good to.

Jack had pumped into me about 8 or 9 times then I felt him pull his cock out and then the wet cum on my bottom, as he moved away, Peter stood up grabbed my waist and was into me the same as Jack had dome, Jack held on to me encase I objected, his hands in my bra now and squeezing my little tits hard! It was to late by then! And I liked it to much also, Peter banged into me hard, I could feel him thrusting and banging off my bum, he was moaning and Jack was telling him to give her a good fucking! They were fucking me, and even though they were rough, I enjoyed it, Peter pulled out his cock and wanked it over my bum, I felt his sticky cum mixed with Jacks! I had been fucked now, had proper sex! It all changed from that day!

House To Myself Part2

ladys man on Incest Stories

well if you didn't read part1 this is what happen my parents and sister and i had the house to myself untill my aunt Rose came over for the weekend, I got to fuck my aunt Rose and when i woke up my sister Jane was in the doorway looking dead at me and aunt Rose and that where i left off.

I was so shocked to see my sister here looking at me and aunt Rose the first words was what do we have here big brother sham on you taking advantage of poor aunt Rose.I asked her was she going to tell mom ane dad she said maybe,maybe not then she took out her phone and took a picture of me and aunt Rose I woke up aunt Rose she got dress quickly and left she was so emb

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arrassed.I asked my sister what was she doing here so early she said that mom dropped her off.my would always do things like this she was so evil, what do you want from me Jane,alots of things okay ill give you 50 dollars if you would delete the picture in her phone I don't your want my 50 bucks okay ill do your chores for a mouth I don't want that either then what do you want then mom and dad came though the door ill tell me later and she left to her friends house so i went to sleep when i woke up it was 5:00 she was on the couch watching tv come and watch this movie wit me with me so i did started watching the movie wit her when i notice that it was a porn movie.Why are we watching a this movie,I like this movie it was a incest movie im not watching this she said yes you are,unless you want mom and dad to find out what you been doing with aunt Rose so i sat back down she said that the sister and brother sceen was her favorite part the guy in the porno bent the girl over the table and started fucking her doggy style Jane asked me have i ever did some one doggy style before yeah once or twice.what do you want from me Jane i want you to fuck me right here on the couch just hering here say that got me a hardon, what are you crazy your my sister so aunt Rose is your aunt.she started massaging my dick i t felt so good but i couldn't do it i pushed her hand off and went into my room and went to sleep the next day i got up to go make some breakfast Jane was at the table eating bowl of ceral dad was in the kitchen reading the news paper i sat down across from her she was stroking my dick with her feet under the table I was lovin ever second of it but i acted like i hated it i was ready to cum when she stopped i got up and left.I was about to call my girlfriend Jamie to see if she wanted to go to the movies but jane told me that she wanted to go to the movies I told her no im not taking you to the movies O well i guess mom and dad is going to have to know what you and aunt Rose did,fine ill take you to the movies. we got there she wanted to sit in the front row when the movie started she leaned on my shouder and in the middle of the movie i felt her hand rubbing my dick i started to get erect she unzipped my pants and pulled out my dick and started sucking me right in the movie i wanted to say stop but i couldn't it felt so good i was moaning and she was sucking me like a expert i came all over my little sisers face it felt so good.we got home and went in to my room i couldn't even stop thinking about Jane i couldn't even wait to fuck her i decided to go in to her room late tonight and fuck the shit out of my little sister.It was 1:00am i got up and walked down the hall iwas outside her door when i herd moans coming from her so i opened the door and saw some guy fucking my sister i was so mad was about to kill that guy but my sister just told him to leave i was almost broken hearted she came up to me and asked me why was i going into her room for i told her that i want to fuck her as much as she wants to fuck me.She came closer and started stroking my dick with her hand i thought i was about to cum right then and there i started sucking on her tits she told me that she wanted to suck my dick again so i shoved my dick in her mouth i started to moan real load, she got up off her knees, I pulled her panties to the side and started  teasing her wet pussy with my dick then i shoved it in she yelled FUCK ME BIG BROTHER!!!FUCK YOUR LITTLE SISTER PUSSY she yelled FUCK ME DOGGY STYLE!!! then she turned over then i started pounding the shit out of her she was yelling FUCK ME HARDER !!FUCK ME HARDER!! I yelled IM ABOUT TO CUM!!!!!! THEN I LET MY LOAD OUT ALL OVER HER ASS THEN SHE LICKING MY DICK CLEAN

Keri - Part Two

Sir James on Incest Stories

Keri - Part two

I have to admit that my new relationship with my sister Keri was exciting. I had taken our “captive” games to a new and exciting level. “Kidnapping” and fucking my sister had to one of most defining moments in my life. We were now in love with each other, and in love with what we were doing. I should point out that Keri was on the “pill”. Our mother had put her on the “pill” shortly after Keri’s thirteenth birthday.

Keri and I had our own bedrooms, but we shared a common bathroom, which was between both bedrooms. It was a “walk through” bathroom with each bedroom having a door to the room. When one of

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us was using it, we would merely close the door to the other persons bedroom. This was to change.

Keri was now my beautiful little naked sex slave. Every chance we got, she would end up being tied in a way to make her helpless and vulnerable to my sexual advances. She seemed to live for those moments when she was helpless to me. I would allow her privacy when she had to use the bathroom, but I ordered the doors open when she bathed or was fixing her hair or makeup. Further, I made sure she was always naked in the bathroom so I could see her. It was exciting.

If our parents were gone, we would shower together. That would almost always result in hot love making in one of our beds. I would not allow Keri to be dressed when we were alone. It seemed that we were completely absorbed with her sexual slavery. We didn’t even pretend to play the “captive” games. We were doing it for real. Keri would be tied, whipped, tormented, and sexually abused as a matter of course. We looked for any excuse to “play” with each other. Our parents never figured out what was happening, they just enjoyed the fact that their two children got along so well. I had to be very careful not to leave any obvious marks on Keri body that might betray our new relationship.

One afternoon, about a month after I had made Keri my sex slave, a couple of months after her fourteenth birthday, Keri asked me a question. We had just finished a little session. I had made her strip, after which I tied her hands behind her back. It seemed that her elbows were the next logical thing to bind as it forced her breasts out from her chest, exhibiting them very prominently. She has magnificent breasts that begged to be displayed and touched. I had made her put on a pair of my mothers high heel shoes, and required her to pose in front of me, in various revealing positions. The high heel shoes made her nice legs more shapely, and forced her ass to stick out more. I loved this addition to her nakedness, and she seemed proud of the change.

After showing herself off to me, I lay down on my bed and made her to straddle me, impaling her pussy on my rampant cock. I made her ride my cock to a climax as I slapped her breasts. She had a shuddering climax. After she came back from the ozone, I ordered her to suck me to a climax.

I released her wrists and arms and had her lay beside me on my bed. I had my arm under and around her as she put her head on my shoulder. Her delicate little hand was stroking my semi-hard cock. We were basking in the after glow of a wonderful bondage and sex session.

Keri moved her head up so she could kiss me on the cheek. I kissed her back and gave her breast a squeeze.

“Jack, I love what we are doing. Can we do it forever?”

Smiling, I replied, “I sure hope so. I love us, and I love what we are doing.”

Keri was quiet for a moment, then asked, “What are you telling Jerry and Damon. They used to play “capture” games with us all the time. Since you made me your sex slave, we have not seen them.”

I thought for a moment, “Well, I guess I have been too busy with you, and just us. They have been asking when we are going to get together again, and when will we play our “capture” games. I have been stalling them.”

Keri asked, “Why? They have got to be wondering what is wrong.”

Now, I was not sure how to answer her. But, I tried, “Well, now we are playing “capture” for real. When you are tied, you are stripped, tortured for real, and raped, and sexually abused. I love it. I don’t want to change that. It would be very difficult for me to play our “capture” games and not do it for real.”

She was quiet, and I continued, “I had thought, that if we are really going to keep doing this for real, and not just playing around like we used to do, that I could allow them to join in and make it real for them, too.”

Keri remained quiet, and waited for me to continue. I was not sure what I wanted to say, but made an attempt to make sense of my thoughts.

“If you are really my sex slave, then you would have to agree. Of course, if you did not want to be my sex slave, then we would quit playing our games for “real”, and go back to what we did when we were little kids.”

Keri squeezed my now erect cock and answered, “Jack, please, I don’t want to quit being your sex slave. I really love you and what we are doing. I don’t want to give it up.”

“Well, what should I do”, I asked?

Keri paused, “Oh, Jack, I don’t know what to say. I just don’t have an answer.”

She remained quiet for a moment, “I don’t know, Jack. I love you. I will do what you want me to do.”

I am sure my cock leaped in her tight grip. My heart skipped a beat. I could not believe Keri was telling me to do what ever I wanted to do to her. I hugged and kissed her. Rolling her on her back, I climbed above her and slipped my rigid cock into her sweet pussy. In a matter of a minute or two we both we coming with each other.

Damon was the only one of my two best friends in town. Jerry and his parents were in Seattle. Jerry’s father worked for a company that was transferring him to that city. Now they were there looking for a new house to buy. I decided not to include Jerry in our expanded “capture” games with Keri. I invited Damon to come over the next morning for play the game. He readily accepted.

After our parents went to work, I instructed Keri to get “dressed”. She had a bikini ensemble that was perfect. The top was very revealing, just covering part of her breasts. The bottom was just a little more than a thong. There was a pleated matching mini skirt that matched the bikini. It could be worn away from the pool area, hiding the wearers nearly exposed buttocks. I had her wear this outfit, along with a pair of my mothers black patent leather high heels. She was absolutely stunning. My cock was ready to leap from my trousers.

After Keri completed her makeup, I bound her wrists behind her, and again with the elbow ropes. I loved this tie as it made her breasts even more magnificent. I kissed her, and placed a gag of wadded handkerchief in her mouth, tightly securing it with another handkerchief which was tied around her face and head. Keri looked incredible.

Before Damon arrived, I had Keri parade and pose for me. I was wondering how Damon would react to the advancement of our “capture” games. Keri seemed nervous, yet there was an excitement in her eyes that told me she was ready to obey me.

Damon arrived about fifteen minutes later. I placed Keri in the closet in the hallway next to the family room. Damon arrived, and I explained the new rules of the game.

“Here’s the deal. First, if you repeat anything about what we are going to do this morning, you will never be allowed to play our games with me and Keri again. Do you swear to never say anything about this to anyone, ever?”

Damon looked at me, questioningly. “Yeah, man, I promise. This sounds mysterious.”

“Well”, I replied. “It is serious. In the past when we play “capture” or “kidnap” games, we played for pretend. If we had kidnapped Keri for real, then we would have done anything we wanted to her. We held back because it was only a game.”

Damon looked even more confused. “What does that mean, “for real”.

I tried to make him understand. “Hey, man, you’ve read books about what happens to a girl or woman when she is kidnapped or captured. The gangsters and bad guys do what they want with the woman. Those guys were not pretending. That was for real.”

“Does that mean we are going to kidnap Keri, for real, and really do things to her”, he asked?

“Yeah, that’s what I mean. I decided to quit playing games, and do it for real. Keri has submitted.”

Damon’s eyes were wide with wonderment. “Wow! Man, that’s heavy.”

“O.K., remember, she is my sister, and I am in control. I will decide how much and what we do. O.K.?”

“Yeah, sure, whatever you say”, he said. His mouth seemed dry from anticipation, and already I could detect a bulge in his trousers.

“O.K., have a seat on the couch, and we will get started. I have already kidnapped Keri, and tied her up. I will get her, and we will get started.”

Damon sat down and watched me walk to the hall closet, and open the door. He was even more amazed when I brought a helplessly bound and fantastically costumed Keri from the closet. I led her into the family room as Damon watched with amazement and lust written all over his face.

I slapped Keri’s tight ass and ordered her to pose and parade around for Damon. She was amazing, and Damon was awestruck. He could not take his eyes off her.

“Damon”, I said, “Our captive is a wealthy woman, and I have kidnapped her for ransom. No one has paid the ransom, so I have decided that we will torture her until the ransom is paid.”

I untied the strings holding the bikini top on Keri, and the top fell to the floor. Damon was speechless. I reached around Keri and grasped her breasts, squeezing and pinching them.

“Prisoner, since no one has paid your ransom, you will pay the price”, I said. Keri just moaned behind her gag.

I reached down and removed the mini skirt. Turning Keri around and making her face me, I hugged her to me, pressing her breasts against my chest. I gave her sweet ass several swats, and then removed her bikini bottom, leaving her standing there bound, gagged, and wearing only a pair of high heel shoes. My handprints were obvious on her ass. Damon was dumbstruck.

“Prisoner, go to my friend and let him examine you.”

I grasped Keri’s bound wrists and pushed her to where Damon was sitting. Her breasts jiggled as she walked to where Damon was.

“Prisoner, lean over, and offer your tits to my friend”, I ordered.

Keri bent over and offered her breasts. Damon was quick to take them into his hands, kneading them and teasing her nipples. After a few moments of this, I ordered her to turn about and offer her ass for inspection. This she did with aplomb. Damon was quick to seize this opportunity to feel and stroke a magnificent ass. He even gave her a few substantial slaps on her bottom. He ran his hands over her thighs and ass. Finally, I ordered her to face Damon, and spread her legs, exposing her pussy. Damon grasped her Venus Mons. He toyed with her nether lips and inserted his finger into her heated passage. Keri started to moan and move her hips slightly. I stepped up behind her and pulled her back into my chest, to support her. I cupped her breasts and played with them as Damon was busy rummaging through her pussy. Keri was absorbed in what was happening to her. Her bound hands found my rigid cock and was stroking it as well as she could, considering her stringent bondage.

After Damon had thoroughly inspected my beautiful sister, I led her and Damon to my parent’s bedroom. They had a wonderful old four poster bed. I placed Keri on her knees, with her back against one of the bedposts. Using several strands of rope, I tied her to the post. She could not squirm, or wriggle loose. Next I blindfolded her. She knelt there, naked and bound to the bedpost while Damon and I undressed. I picked up the small leather whip I made to use on Keri’s breasts. Now was an opportune time.

“Prisoner”, I said with authority, “No one has ransomed you, so you will now pay the price.”

I removed the gag from her pretty mouth, and allowed her to breath fresh air through her mouth. She did so with relish.

“Prisoner, there is a dick in front of you face. You are to kiss it, and tell me if it is mine, or Damon’s. If you are wrong, you will receive five strokes of the whip across each tit, for a total of ten lashes.”

I stepped up and put my cock to her lips. Keri kissed it, and tickled the tip with her pretty pink tongue. I then had Damon step up and do the same. Keri treated his cock in the same manner. Damon closed his eyes. He was caught up in the moment. At least he did not moan, giving Keri a clue whose cock she was kissing.

“Now, prisoner, whose cock was first and whose cock was second? Was it the same cock, or were they different cocks?”

Keri paused for a moment or two, the almost whispering, replied. “Sir, the first one was Damon’s. In fact I think both kisses were on Damon’s cock.”

“Cunt, you are wrong on both counts. The first was my cock. For that mistake, since it was two questions, you will receive ten strokes on each tit.” Keri bit her lip and trembled slightly.

I picked up the whip, and brought it down sharply on her right breast, followed by a similar lash on her left breast. Keri tried to struggle, but she was too well tied. After five lashes on each breast, she was beginning to moan and attempt to avoid the lash.

The next ten lashes were delivered by Damon. He loved this torturing her for “real”. His cock was rampant. He was in a fantasy world that was beyond his wildest imaginations.

“Prisoner”, I said. “Now you will take each cock into your mouth. Again, tell me whose cock you are sucking. Fail, and you will pay the penalty.”

I had Damon put his cock in Keri’s mouth. I allowed her to suck it for about 20 seconds. Then quietly I stepped up and put my cock in her mouth. She sucked it vigorously for about 20 seconds. When asked, she said she thought the first was mine, and second cock was Damon’s. Wrong again!

Again her breasts suffered another ten lashes each. By the end of the last lash, she was gently sobbing. I let her regain her composure, and pressed on.

“Prisoner, you have failed miserably. In order to help you out, you will have a cock placed in your mouth. You will suck it and make that cock cum in your mouth. Based on that, you will tell me whose cock you have just sucked.”

“Yessir”, was Keri’s whispered reply.

I had Damon put his cock in her mouth. I was sure he had never been sucked off, and today was the day he lost that virginity! Damon was in heaven. Keri was working on his cock, while Damon was practically fucking her face. In just a matter of a minute he was cumming. He climax was so great that Keri could not swallow all of his issue. A small amount trickled from the corner of her mouth. A couple of drips of glistening cum dropped on her delightful breast.

“Now, prisoner, who cock as that?”

“Sir, I think it was Damon’s cock.”

“Well, very good, prisoner. Just for that, I will reward you with a good fucking. Would you like that”, I asked.

“Yessir, I would like that. Thank you”, Keri replied.

I untied her from the bedpost, an escorted her to my bedroom. I put her in the middle of my bed, with her arms still bound and pinned under her. Leaving the blindfold in place, I got on the bed and entered her sweet pussy. She was hot. He pussy was a scalding caldron of female juices. She was a delight to fuck. Damon stood on the side and voiced encouragements.

“Hey, man, fuck that beautiful sister. Man, she’s hot.”

I noticed that his cock was rigid and ready to go again. After I finished fucking Keri, I let Damon get on her, and fuck her with his rampant cock. Keri was humping Damon as he ravished her. She kept experiencing one climax after another. Finally, Damon had a massive cum, and collapsed on Keri. It took both of them a while to come back from the ozone.

After we had rested, we returned to the family room and sat on the couch. Keri was ordered to get on her knees, and use her newly released hands to stroke each of her tormentors to another erection, suck each cock, the use her hand to jack each cock to a climax. This she did. She seemed to love what we did to her, and loved playing with each cock.

It was time for Damon to go. He kept hugging and kissing Keri. It seemed that he could not get enough of her. He promised to return soon and play more “games”.

After Damon left, I had Keri sit next to me on the couch. As usual, I had my arm around her, stroking her breasts, while she was stroking my relaxed cock. We talked about what had just happened. She told me she had enjoyed the afternoon, even though she was very apprehensive at first.

“Sis, do you still want to be my sex slave and naked prisoner”, I asked?

“Jack, my big brother, I really love you. I love what you do to me, and let me do to you. I want to be your sex slave, and your prisoner. I don’t want that to ever stop. I will do what you want me to do.”

I hugged Keri, and kissed her for the longest time. Yes, I was in love with my sister. No other woman could ever make me feel like this. I was not sure what the future held for us, but I wanted Keri in my future, as my lover and “prisoner”.

Continued…

Five O'clock

littlegirlkate on Incest Stories

It was five o’clock and I knew what that meant, in half an hour Daddy would be home! I knew he expected my homework done and dinner ready so I had to hurry. I spread my math book over the counter and struggled through algebra as I stirred the spaghetti sauce. Just as I shut my book I heard his truck pull into the driveway. Smoothing out my skirt and shrugging off my sweater I met him at the front door as he liked.

As soon as he was in the door he shut it behind himself and grabbed me up into a gentle hug. He used to pick me up and swing me around but since my tummy got a lot bigger with the baby he doesn’t do that no more. I wrapped my arms around his neck and smelled his cologne, he smelled so good and felt so strong under my tiny body. Even t

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hrough I was fourteen I was incredibly small for my age, I never even had to wear a bra until Daddy gave me his baby. Now my boobies are getting huge and I have to wear a bra all the time, even when I sleep!

I felt Daddy’s hand at the bottom of my skirt, sliding up to cup my behind under my skirt. I giggled and looked up at him, I told him he was a silly Daddy and that dinner was going to burn if we had play time now. He slapped my ass and smiled at me, told me he was going to shower and that I should get the table ready for dinner. "Take off those damn panties too." he added with a smirk.

Being the good little girl that I am I slipped out of them immediately and went to the kitchen to set the table. Lots of times Daddy liked me to eat naked so he could look at me and touch me whenever he wanted, but since my milk came in he doesn’t do that no more either.

One time we were sitting at the table eating and he told me to close my eyes for a surprise. Boy was I surprised when I felt one of the carrots I peeled being pushed inside of my kitty! I squirmed a little bit but he told me to sit still in his Daddy voice and I did like he said the best I could. Afterwards he set it on my plate and made me eat it. It tasted funny at first but after awhile I started to like it. Sometimes when Daddy is at work and I miss him lots I stick a carrot in my cunny then eat it and think of him. He’s such a good Daddy, he knows just what his little girl needs, even when I don’t!

He walked into the kitchen and I was sitting at the table like a good little girl waiting happily for my Daddy. He looked down at me with one of his sneaky Daddy smiles and he told me that he changed his mind, that he wanted me to eat naked cause he missed looking at me while he was eating. I gladly stripped quickly as not to keep my Daddy waiting. I folded my dress shirt on an empty chair and stepped out of my pleated shirt exposing my bald pussy. Daddy says he likes it best when it’s clean like that cause it reminds him that I’m still his little girl. Last was my bra cause sometimes it hurt my back to take it off. My boobies hung heavy, filled with milky goodness for the baby we were having. I felt my growing tummy and remembered how scared I was when Daddy would leave his goodies inside of me. I was such a silly little girl, how could I be scared of something that felt so good?

I sat down to the right of him and waited for Daddy to start eating before I did. He kept looking at my titties, he was amazed at how big they got. While I was eating my dinner Daddy reached over and cupped my tit in his hand, he bounced it a few times and I giggled at the way it felt. He brushed his thumb over my nipple then released my boobie to pinch my nipple. To both our amazement there was a whitish fluid that came out. I didn’t know my milk would come out so easily!

I looked up at him startled and immediately apologized using my best little girl voice. He took my hand in his and told me not to worry and that I should come sit on his lap. I sat on his lap like a good little girl and he rubbed my belly, feeling our baby kick inside of me. He whispered that he loved me and that he loved our baby growing inside of me. Then he did something that really surprised me, he licked the milk off of my boob!

I couldn’t believe it! Daddy’s tongue felt so nice on my nipple and I moaned very softly, so quiet I wasn’t sure Daddy even heard me. I moved backwards a little bit, whispering to Daddy, "That felt nice." but he didn’t have to say if he liked it or not. I could feel how much he liked it cause his man thing, his cock like Daddy made me say, was growing in his pants. I looked up at him with my big blue eyes, silently asking him what he wanted me to do. He knew his little girl would do anything to make her Daddy happy. Quickly Daddy pulled his shirt off while I knelt between his legs and pulled his pants and his boxers off. Daddy’s cock was already hard and sticking up at me. I leaned forward and pressed my face between his cock and his balls, loving how it left against my skin. He grabbed my hair and pulled me back, "Not like that." He made me sit up straight and aimed his huge cock right between my boobs!

He told me to lean forward and let him "tittie fuck" me, boy did that feel weird! His hands were on either side, pressing my boobs together as his cock slid between my giant utters. Then Daddy told me to hold them and while I held them together he pinched my boobied and made my milk come out. It hurt a little but it made my cunny so wet, I love when my Daddy hurts me. He kept squeezing them until the milk ran down between his prick and my boobs and Daddy used it as a lube as he thrust against me.

Daddy started groaning like he goes when he’s good release his man milk, usually in one of my hole or across my face. He stopped moving and looked down at me as I eagerly awaited his directions, "Come here and bounce on Daddy’s cock sweetheart."

As soon as Daddy told me what to do I was doing it! I moved into his lep and put my legs over him, my hairless pussy aready wet from what Daddy was doing to me. He slid inside of my love hole perfectly, Daddy always said I was made for his cock. I grabbed on to the chair behind his head and started to push and pull myself up and down on his thick piece of meat. I couldn’t help but yell out, "Oh Daddy, you feel so good inside my cunny, your cock is so big it feels like it’s hitting our baby!"

Daddy liked when I talked real dirty. His hands rubbed at my belly as he kissed my neck, he liked to talk dirty too, "That’s right baby, fuck Daddy hard, Daddy loves to blow his sweet load inside his pregnant daughter." Then Daddy reached for my titty and looked it over, "You wanna feed Daddy some of your milk baby? I bet it tastes sweet like your pussy juice do."

One trembling hand reached down and I grabbed my own boob and lifted it my Daddy’s mouth. He’s lips closed around it and he started to suckle on it. The sensation only make my cunny burn hotter and I started really slamming down on his huge cock. After a few minutes I grabbed his hair and motioned for him to suck on the other one because it felt so much heavier. He sucked both of my titties dry and it felt so awesome. All he had to do was reach down and touch my slit and I came hard all over his man piece.

I kept riding him until Daddy started to growl like a big bear and I knew that he was going to give me something back for taking all of my milk. Daddy started coming inside of me and I thought he was never going to stop! His come started to leak out of me but he told me not to move, he liked to stay in me until he was soft. So I collapsed into his chest, both of my utters drained of their milk and Daddy’s man milk rolling down my thighs.

Now I’m almost grown up! Our daughter is two and we have a six month old baby boy, both were bottle fed (for the most part) and I’m still producing milk. Guess my Daddy likes it!

The Best Decision of My Life - Loving Cousins

JohnnyJunior67 on Incest Stories

The Best Decision of My Life
 
          It was the beginning of September. I had just moved into college and I knew the next four years would be insane. The party animal I am I had definately picked the right University. It was only 30 minutes from home so I was set. I knew quite a few people at school considering I was only a freshman. My cousin Amy went there, a few people from my high school, people I worked with over the summer, etc..  I had two choices, study orÂÂ
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 party. I chose the latter.
 
         It was sunday night and classes didn't start until Wednesday. My cousin Amy,  a Junior, had her own house with 2 room mates. Parties there would never end. I got a call from Amy explaining that she was going to have a few people over. I decided to go, I didn't have much else to do besides sit in my dorm. I called her up and she told me they had a keg of Michelob Golden Draft..... One of my favorites. This was the first of many times I would have keg beer, here at school.
 
        When I got to the house, there were only 8 people there. It was cool, people I already knew, so I wasn't shy. We played some drinking games, more people came and suddenly the little get together turned into a full fledged party. I had to drink as much as possible before the keg ran out. Well I actually drank around 25 beers that night so I was pretty fucked up. I was sitting in the garage with a couple guys chatting when Amy came out. She was going to bed so she came out to say goodnight. She said goodnight to some of her guy friends and then came over to me. 
 
"Oh Johnny, Im so glad you are going to my school. We are gonna have so much fun."
 
        She sat on my lap and gave me a big kiss on the cheek and I kissed the top of her head. She told me she loved me and I just gave her one of my famous huge hugs.
 
"I love you too." I whispered.
 
         Then after a few minutes of hugging she went to bed. Now believe me, we are not  southerners. Our family is just so close. We love eachother so much. It was nothing out of the ordinary for us. I know, you wish you could be the same, but to tell you the truth, too many people these days are so miserable with the family it is ridiculous. Anyway, I knew from that point on, Amy and I were going to get closer and closer by the day.
 
        A couple days later she called me up again and said she wanted to check out my dorm. I just told her come on over. I cleaned up a little bit, but for the most part I am pretty organized. Then I sat and played Madden 06' until she got there. We sat on my bed and chatted for half an hour, talking about how messed up we were at the party and talking about school, family, and things. Then she had to go to class so we just hugged for a second and she was off.
 
       September 24th was her 21st birthday so her roommates were gonna have a little fun night before she had power hour at the bars that weekend. So we all went bowling, had a good time, ate dinner, and chatted. After awhile, her two room mates Kaitlyn and Ashley had to go to the Cities to see their boyfriends. So I just told Amy, why don't we just go watch movie tonight, and that she will need to be rested for her weekend of insane drinking. So we headed back to her house and chilled for a bit. She told me she had to take a shower so I just sat and watched TV until she finished.
 
      After 20 minutes or so of Family Guy, she came in the living room wearing some pajamas. My cousin is just so extremely beautiful, I just looked at her and told her I love her. She came in sat down and leaned her head on my shoulder. We started watching EuroTrip and cuddling. Out of no where she says:
 
"John I'm sad, Mark is just so dumb these days, he has changed so much. All he does is get with other girls, and now there is no way we can get back together."
 
      So this was maybe the 5th time her and I talked about her ex since they broke up 1 month before. I just told her to forget him, if he doesn't realize how much he is missing, then he doesn't deserve you. Consoling her is just easy for me because she fits so perfectly into my arms. I just squeeze tighter when I feel her get sad. Her and her ex were a great couple, and I was looking forward to drinking with them at their wedding but it seemed like that hope was shot to hell. I'm sure both our minds were racing with thoughts. She looked at me and said:
 
       "John, I'm so glad you're here with me right now, you make me so much happier."
 
       I looked at her and told her she was so important and special to me and that we will always be close. I stared at her watching the movie and she looked so innocent. I was just so content at that moment. She looked at me and our eyes met, I gave her a kiss on the cheek and she smiled and gave me one on the lips. I looked at her in awe and she smiled again. She then started watching the movie again. I was stunned but happier than Crack Head Joe winning the lottery. I leaned my head onto hers and hugged her even tighter. With a yawn she looked at me again and told me she loved me. She was getting tired so I layed her on the couch and put her head on my lap. Blanket free we sat for a while and I asked her if she was cold.
 
      "I can see you shivering, want me to get you a big fluffy blanket?", I asked.
 
      "No, I don't need a blanket, just lay down with me and hold me." She said in her little girl voice.
 
      I layed down next to her and wrapped her in my arms. She turned around and we just looked at eachother for a few minutes. I asked if she was ok, and she told me that she is now. I kissed her on the lips, lightly, like a family kiss. She smiled and kissed me back but for longer. I opened my eyes mid-kiss wondering just what was happening. She opened her mouth and mine and slowly put her tounge on mine. Suddenly I felt aroused. I laid with her kissing her for a quite a while. I hugged her and rubbed her back and down to her butt. I had no idea what was going on but I was going with the flow. This was a girl I had loved all my life, I wasn't going to pull back. She stopped kissing, hugged me and asked me to tuck her into bed. I picked her up like a little girl and brought her to her room. I put her down and she patted the other side, motioning me to join her. I slid in and pulled the covers over us. She kissed me again out of no where and ran her fingers through my hair. She took my hand and locked fingers. She brought my hand to her breast and guidedly cupped it. I caressed it and then I took her other soft breast into my other hand and gently massaged her nipples. I kissed her on the neck and lifted up her shirt. After taking a shower, she didn't have a bra. I sat there with a blank look on my face, facisnated by the site of my beloved cousins breasts. I got down and began kissing down her neck to her sternum in the middle of her chest. She breathed in deep and her lungs expanded her chest. I kissed one breast at a time and began to lick her nipples. Complete bliss fell over me. Who better to do such a thing with than one of the people you love most.
 
        Out of nowhere I felt her hand clutch my crotch. My dick was pretty sturdy and she laughed. I came up from her breasts and kissed her another time. Tounges intertwined in passion she broke away and began unzipping my fly. She pulled off my shorts and put her hand in the hole of my boxers. Holding my johnson she stroked it downwards a couple times and then pulled out. She slid my boxers off and started playing with me. She massaged my head and cupped my balls. She leaned down and kissed it. It jumped playfully and she smiled. I told her that she was first, so I propped her up on her pillow and pulled down her pajama bottoms. I rubbed the bottom of her tummy and crawled to the end of the bed. She opened her legs and I put my head inbetween them. I began by running my tounge around her labia and vagina lips. I rubbed her clit a little to heighten the mood. She jolted with excitment. I didn't want to ruin it, so I slowed it down immensely, barely touching her pussy. I stuck one finger in her slit and caressed the inside. The warmth engulfed my slightly cool finger. I felt her clamp down on it and told her she was getting too excited, so I stopped and she offered me a helping hand.
 
        I propped myself up on the same pillow and she made for the end of the bed. I felt her wrap her small hand around my dick and begin to stroke. She kissed the head and put her mouth around it. More warmth to tickle my senses. I felt her salvia drooling and the sensation was excellent. She put it deeper and deeper into her mouth until she couldn't go any more. Her head bobbing up and down was my imagery. I couldn't believe my cousin was actually doing this to me. She looked up at me, my dick still in her mouth and her eyes still innocent. I knew what she was looking for, and I myself was ready to give it to her.
 
       She got up on top of me and we locked lips again. Passion was filling the room and we both kissed like we were the perfect lovers. I held her, and I could feel the anticpation from her tounge. As we kissed, I lifted up her ass and started guiding my dick to her lovely opening. Trouble was I was too focused on kissing her. It meant so much to me that I couldn't concentrate. So she put her hand between our bodies and held my dick until we found our goal, The tip of my dick touched her labia and blood flowed rigorously into my member. She began to push down and my dick began to disappear. Deeper into her holy body I creeped, as far as possible. We stopped and paused so she could collect herself. Then she started to push harded in my dick. Hormones raging I felt her lift up and push down. Slowly but surely she sped up and every second was better than the first. Suddenly, we were thrusting at lightning speed and panting harder and harded. She was moaning and letting out high pitched squeals. I was just getting too hot so I slowed her down and grabbed her chest. I told her I wanted to work for her. So I layed her on her back and kept my dick inside her. I looked at her again, and her eyes were so beautiful. There was not another thing in the world I would rather be looking at than her eyes. I pushed my lips against hers and we again enjoyed eachothers mouths. I started to pull out and push in her slowly only 2 inches. I was teasing her and I don't think she liked it. So I pushed super hard and super deep and she let out a huge breath. I thrusted quicker and quicker, seemingly going deeper each time. Continuing to kiss her we were at full speed. We couldn't keep our tounges locked because we were moaning so much. I was lightning fast and I sat and looked at her. Everything fell silent and all I sensed was complete ecstasy. I saw her head moving back and forth but I didn't hear her moaning. I looked at her and explored her soul through her eyes. She looked at me and told me she was about to cum. With all my emotions running wild I didn't know I was as close as I was. I told her to hold on and pushed one final time, deeper than any other. She opened her mouth but nothing came out, I held my breath and she bit her lip. She began to scream and I began cumming inside my condom if I didn't mention it earlier. Her hips bucked at my body and she was going insane. After a couple minutes of her spasms she finally closed her eyes and fell to the pillow. I held my position and continued to stare at her beautiful face. Her eyes opened slightly and again her lovely smile popped out. I couldn't think of a better sight. I pulled out and wiped clean with a towel. I layed in bed with her and we cuddled even more lovingly than before. She kissed my cheek and I kissed her forehead. I told her I loved her without a drop of lust. I said it from the very bottom of my heart. She said the same and we gave eachother a peck on the lips. I held her for the rest of the night. She felt so perfect in my arms and I know she was the safest she ever felt in her life. I stayed up and watched her all night. Never to be forgetten is my little Amy.
 
I love you Amy.
 
(Names have been changed to conceal identities)

My threesome with my sister

Magnificent1 on Incest Stories

It started out as a usual night of drinking and partying.  My wife had talked about having a threesome for a while but we had to find someone safe.  Someone my wife wouldn't worry about me ending up with.   My sister was perfect.  I could let her suck my cock, but I couldn't fuck her.  Now my wife is a classy woman in front of people but in the bedroom she is a little slut.  We would fantasize about bringing my sister to bed with us, but until now never did it.  My wife went to take a shower and I told my sister what to do.   When she came out to the livingroom  my sister was naked waiting for her.  She immediately started to kiss her.   She stuck her finger in my wife'sÃ

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‚ tight little cunt.   My wife has a pussy as tight as a sixteen year olds.  She looked at me waiting for approval and I gave it happily.   Now my wife has played around with girls all her life so she was in heaven.  My wife then got on her knees and started to suck my sisters cunt.  I proceeded to also suck it with her.  I couldn't believe it.  I always wanted to suck my sister's pusssy but didn't have the guts to ask her if I could.  I then went behind my wife and fucked while my sister cheered me on.   My wife came and came.  Now it was my turn.  I walked over to my sister and put my eight inch cock in her mouth.  She sucked it like it was a candy cane.   My wife proceeded to eat her while she sucked me till I came.   They we went into the bedroom for some real fucking.   As we laid on our queen size bed I could see my wife was dripping wet and could't stop her self from finguring herself while my sister sucked my cock.  I put wife on all fours and slammed her pussy till she screamed in ecstasy.   My sister asked me if I came and I told her yes, she then sucked every ounce of cum from my wife's drenched pussy.   I know I wasn't suppose to fuck my sister, but I was too far gone.   I put my sisiter on all fours and slipped my cock in her ass.  My wife was not happy about this but atleast she wouldn't get pregnant.  The next day we woke up like nothing ever happened.  THE END 

Brie's story pt 3

Fantasy kiss on Incest Stories

Month six

 

One night, during family night, we all had dinner and watched a movie in the family room. I was able to really enjoy it now that my first semester was finally over. We decided I would not go back to school until after the baby was born and I was settled. Mom and dad were on the big couch while I was on the loveseat. We

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were actually watching a slightly old comedy called Joe Dirt. It was one of those movies that was funny because it was so stupid!

 

They were over on their couch teasing each other, making fun, laughing, joking, and tickling each other. It was actually kinda sickening to watch. They were like teenagers. They were like that a lot. It sometimes made me wonder about him and me. He was clearly very happy with his marriage to mom. I don’t always understand where I fit in regarding our ‘sexual’ relationship.

 

When the movie ended mom got up. “Okay. I need to straighten up this mess before we go to bed. I made some pudding. It’s in the fridge. Why don’t you get some and go away so I can clean.”

 

“Are you saying we get in your way?”

 

“Yep. Bye.”

 

Daddy faked a look of heartbreak and slowly walked into the kitchen with his head down. Mom just rolled her eyes and began picking up the loose popcorn on the floor. I followed daddy as he was filling up a cup with chocolate pudding.

 

“What’s your poison?”

 

“I’ll take the vanilla.” I grabbed the cup he had waiting for me and began filling it up. The bowl was cold.

 

“Want to eat it out on the back pouch? It’s nice out.”

 

“Sure honey. I’ll put this back in the refrigerator and meet you out there.”

 

I headed back through the family room. Mom was turning off the DVD player and I opened the door leading outside. I leaned against the rail, stirring the creamy goop and looked out across the long back yard. Dad came out a few minutes later, laughing at some insult mom had given him and settled beside me against the rail, chuckling quietly. Must have been funny as hell.   

 

“You love mom, don’t you?”

 

“Undeniably. She’s my life. I don’t think I could exist without your mother.”

 

I simply stared at him. He had such a content look on his face. A happiness, a radiance that was so pure and so strong. I found myself whispering, softly, ever so softly. I was almost afraid that my words could freeze the very air around us, turning it to hard glass that would shatter, causing our world to fall apart, cutting us to pieces in the process. I have a flair for drama sometimes, but I had to know.

 

“Then, why me?” I asked, ever so softly.

 

He froze and I flinched slightly, expecting, waiting…

 

Then as if someone flipped a switch he resumed swirling his pudding, looking into it deeply as if the answer was somehow hidden inside of it. He didn’t say anything for a long while, but I knew he would answer. I knew he was thinking. He probably never bothered to ask himself why, preferring not to dwell on it, to bring forth guilt.

 

After several minutes and several spoonfuls of pudding he spoke. “I don’t know. It certainly wasn’t planned, at least not at first. It was completely unexpected. It was…the wonder…the magic of you…” He looked at me then and I saw in his eyes the awe, the love, the joy, the…pain.

 

“I never had seen a little girl. I never knew the wonder, the beauty of seeing a little girl slowly blossom and become the exquisiteness of a woman. I watched you grow and develop into what you were meant to be — a woman, a beautiful, desirable woman made for one primary purpose.”

 

I slowly began to understand. Kind of. As he has told it, my father didn’t have a typical childhood. He was raised primarily by men. His mother died giving birth to his sister. Jessie was going to be his first female sibling, but she died too. Grandma and grandpa had seven boys in all, including my father. My father was the youngest of the children. They all lived in the same house, on a farm, believe it or not. All he knew was men. His brothers and father shaped his world. Eventually some of his brothers married and moved away and started their own families, but once they moved he rarely saw them or his cousins, female and male alike. He did see girls, and interacted with them, but not very much.

 

He saw them at school, but at school you studied. The only time you socialized was at recess. He didn’t really understand girls. They were strange to him and being raised by men, my father was actually a very rough type of individual. You know the type — the jock and the sexist. One thing about my father though, he was very smart. Very smart. He liked to learn and any and every bit of knowledge he gained he kept. As a result he received a full academic scholarship to NYU in New York, far away from his little hometown in Kansas. He went there and studied medicine.

 

It was that move that changed daddy. Up until college, and really most of it, women had no place in his world, other than for one purpose—sex. And when it came to sex he’ll be the first to admit he loved women then. Sexually wise, a woman was and is flawless. But, during that time that was the only value he credited them for. That is until he continued his medical education. There were women beside him — few, but there — who were also pursuing careers in medicine, all at various levels and all that required a fair amount of intelligence.

He began to see women in a whole new light, particularly after meeting one in particular whom he considered to be the most brilliant neurologist in existence — Mrs. Pamela Goldstein. Being the smart man that he was, he began to realize he was a sexist and his viewpoints of women were wrong, so he changed. Well, somewhat. There still are some things that come out of his mouth that makes even my mother want to smack him, but for the most part he’s a decent guy.

 

So I guess what my father was saying was: having a little girl, seeing one ‘develop’ for the first time intrigued him?

 

He laughed. “Yes. Intrigue is one word for it and surprisingly I found myself,” he sighed, “aroused by it. I never saw or experienced anything like it. Oh, I know how it happens. I’ve treated women of all ages at hospitals but I never saw it up close and personal on a day to day basis with a girl — woman — that I already loved. So I found myself sexually excited.”

 

I put my empty cup on a table and turned to look back into the house. I could see my mother in the living room, cleaning up the mess daddy and I always seem to leave behind despite our best efforts.

 

“You knew it was wrong.”

 

Even though I wasn’t looking directly at him I saw him move. He leaned lower on the rail, resting his weight on his elbows.

 

“Yes.” He said it as if it were a matter of fact. No denial. Simply fact. I wonder if he even felt guilty, if he ever did or had he simply learned to accept his actions.

 

“And that didn’t bother you?”

 

“Of course it did! You are my baby girl, the idea of hurting you… ”

 

“Then what? What was it that made you continue? God, Dad, have there been others? Are you a pedophile?”  I turned to him, shocked for a moment, that idea never having occurred to me before.

 

“Oh god. I…shit.” He turned away from the yard and like me faced the house window and then he saw mom. “Oh, god!” He turned back toward the yard. “There’s only you. Only you. I never felt that way toward anyone else. It was only you.”

 

I relaxed. I felt a little better.

 

“Because we have love.”

 

“Yes. And…”

 

“And…?”

 

“And I knew you…wanted…it.”

 

He turned to me then, looking me full in the eyes, almost asking me to deny it, but I couldn’t. I knew I couldn’t. He was right. I did want it. From the moment I was old enough to understand the looks, I wanted it. I may not have been considered old enough to know what I wanted or completely understand the urges that were coursing through my body but I did want it and I did tease him with the new power I quickly learned to master—my femininity. I liked his touches and his attentions. I craved it. I encouraged it.

 

“Yes. I did.” There was a flash of something there — relief. Perhaps some part of him had doubts.

 

“So now that I’m older — now that I’m no longer innocent and ‘developing into what I was made for’ — is it over?”

 

He looked away again, off into the night. The night always seems to offer false hope that the answers we seek are hidden just beyond it. Another thought occurred. “Daddy? Is my baby safe with you?”

 

He laughed, a short, quick bitter laugh. “Yes, baby girl, your daughter will be safe with me, that I promise. The idea of reliving those experiences I had with you doesn’t even appeal to me. To be honest, I don’t think anyone could take your place, like no one could take your mother’s. The feelings I feel for you…”

 

“Damn it, stop being so damn dramatic and complete your sentences! What? What? What feelings, they what?”

 

He laughed and turned to me. “Sorry. Didn’t realize. My feelings for you, my attraction for you, is purely for you, only you. I do know that, even if the rest of it is crazy.”

 

I smiled. I liked that. “Then why? Why haven’t you touched me in so long? You stopped right after I told you I was pregnant. You just — changed.”

 

He sighed again. He looked down at the slight swell in my tummy and reached out his hands. “You are so beautiful like this. Your mother was beautiful too when she was like this, but with you for some reason it’s different. It’s always been different with you. Again, you are changing, growing, become more of what you were made for — a mother. And the idea is driving me crazy, Brie. You have no fucking idea.”

 

His hands pushed harder against my skin and moved, circling my hips, feeling their curves, down, around my ass, squeezing, molding, and pulling my body closer to his. I quickly looked back into the house. Mother was gone, probably in the kitchen. He saw my look and paused, following my lead, but seeing it all clear, he continued, he moved me to him. Our bodies touched, his hardness, and mine — my tummy, but despite that I was still soft, a soft curvy woman.

 

“Daddy? I’ve missed you.”

 

He growled, that deep, sexy growl at the back of his throat and I felt his hardness rise up as he buried his face in my neck. I reached up and wrapped my arms around him. Pain. My pussy went straight to pain. That only happens when arousal hit me hard and fast, when my pussy becomes ready for fucking faster than the rest of my body, but it was quickly catching up. My heart began to pound, my nipples harden, my skin began to tingle and waves of desire began coursing through my body uncontrollably.

 

“I want you so bad. More than I ever thought possible. There are times when I look at you now, seeing you like this, watching the curves grow — it’s all I could do from raping you. You are so fucking sexy. My cock is constantly hard. I’m afraid sometimes it’s going to fall off cause he never rests. I need you so much. I need you so much.”

 

He was moving against me, hard, sure, grinding, biting my neck, sucking on my skin, finding my mouth and we kissed. He kept pulling me closer, lifting me so our bodies would fit better, despite the baby. I lifted my leg and wrapped it around his hip, opening myself to him. His dick found my panty-covered puss and he began rubbing, up and down, grinding against her, my pussy, making the moisture flood the fabric. Grinding, grinding, up against my clit. Oh, god, I was so horny. I was losing my damn mind. Our tongues clashed. Devouring, sucking, mating. His whole mouth surrounded mine. He invaded my moist cave with such force and desire I thought I would faint. He grabbed the hair on my head and slowly began to pull.

 

“Ah.”

 

I reached one hand back, wrapping around his as he bent me backwards against the rail and forcibly pushed against my clit. Waves of pleasure surrounded me so intensely I was crying. He reached up and carefully unbuttoned my top, revealing my body to him.

 

“They are growing again. You know that, don’t you? I’ve seen them. They are becoming fuller and they will continue to do so and they’ll become harder, and juicier, and filled with milk and when they do. I’ll be ready. I’ll be there.”

 

“Oh Daddy, you can’t. The baby. I have to feed the baby.”

 

“And you will. She’ll get some, but I’ll have the rest. She’ll have formula too; I’ll buy the best. Don’t worry. Your baby will be taken care of, but this…”

 

He pushed my bra aside. My nipples tightened in the cool air. He growled some more. He grabbed on, hard. I whimpered. It hurt. It hurt but…

 

“Good. Yes. The nipple, the nipple.”

 

He cupped my breast in his hand, giving it a cone shape as he twisted my nipple. Playing it like a violin, making me produce pussy cream on demand, like a cow producing milk.

 

“Daddyyyyyyyyyyy.” I wanted to scream, but mom — I couldn’t because of mom. I couldn’t see anything; he kept me bent back, away. I looked up at the stars in the sky and felt so small in comparison to their vastness. I felt tied into existence and the natural order of things. He was right; this was what I was made for. I felt him slowly apply his thumbnail to the tip of my nipple. Sweet agony. An annoying itch I didn’t know how to scratch. God, my pussy. I was so wet, so wet my panties were a mess. I tried humping up against him, but it was no use. There was so much moisture that there was no friction, not the kind I needed and my panties just slid and he just slid, completely unstable. I needed it there at my clit.  And then the nail was gone and my nipple was pounding. It was on fire, that one nipple. My back was beginning to ache. My head hurt from the pressure of his hand. He wouldn’t let up. I gave up trying to do whatever it was I was trying to do and slid my hand down to rest on the arms holding me close. His scent surrounded me as he leaned closer. Hmmmmm. I loved his cologne.

 

I jumped. Moisture. Warm, soft, slimy heat swirled around my nipple. Covering it, sucking it. Daddy. ‘Suck me, Daddy. Suck me. Suck me, Daddy…suck, suck, suck.’ He released my hair and his right hand found my left breast, circling, engulfing it. It felt so good, that warmth. He squeezed slowly, sensually, loving my mounds with smooth solid pressure. I loved the soft sucking sounds. It drove me crazy. Reaching down, I fought against the pressure of our bodies and found my panties. I pulled them down, despite the pressure of his weight against mine. I lowered my leg and let the panties fall naturally to the ground. 

 

He gripped my hips and lifted me up onto the rail, never releasing my nipple as he lashed it with his moist tongue, licking my skin, my curves, squeezing it periodically, licking against the bulges he created.

 

“Hmmmmmmmm,” he moaned. His hot breath bathed my skin.

 

“Daddy. Please.” I was out of my ever-loving, cotton-picking mind. He released my nipple with a pop. I shuddered. It was cold — cold without his heat. I couldn’t take it. I was so close.

 

“Daddy, please,” I begged, but he just stood there, inhaling deeply, trying to breathe, squeezing my breasts over and over, like they were dough. He just loved the feel of their fullness in his hand.

 

“Daddddddddddyyyy,” I said in a gutteral plea. I even scared myself. I began to rock, nearly falling back until he caught me. I wrapped my arms around his neck again for support. He leaned down and took my right breast in his mouth and reclaimed the wet one for his palm. His free hand lowered itself to the heat between my legs.

 

“Yesssssssssss,” I hissed.

 

He found my button, covered it with his fingers and squeezed.

 

“Uhhhhhh,” I grunted, that deep-gutted grunt that made me sound like some huge animal. My world exploded and I was left jerking uncontrollably in his arms.

 

“Uh uh uh uh uh.”

 

My body was no longer mine. I cried. Tears flowed down my cheeks, but I was barely aware of them. I fell against his hard frame, trying to breathe, still making those strange sounds.

 

I felt him move against me. Somewhere along the line he stop sucking on my tit, perhaps when I fell. He was slightly jerking himself, toward me, I felt myself slightly bouncing to his rhythm. Something was hitting me in my stomach repetitively, against the baby. Not hard, but it did make me look down. I rested my forehead on his shoulder and looked between us, still breathing kinda hard.

 

His dick. He had his dick in his hand and he was jerking off between us. His hands were stroking his cock much like in the bedroom and then I heard him bellow a hard breath, like all the air exploded from his lungs and he growled again and then...

 

Splat!

 

I was hit with a wave of cum shooting out of his dick in high spurts, some landing on my tits, most finding my stomach and still he stroked, less intense, but still strong. I heard him groan as if he was in slight pain. Now he was leaning on me just as much as I was leaning on him and still he pumped, even though there were only a few drops finding their way to my thigh. Then he released his cock and his dick fell on my leg, hot, moist and red.

 

He reached behind me and gripped the rail to support himself. If he leaned on me anymore we both would fall over. I looked back up over his shoulder and into the house. I moved closer to him, pressing more of my body against his, forming a sort of loose hug. It was quiet now. I could hear his heartbeat. I turned my head and rested it against his shoulder, staring at nothing in particular. I was at total peace. Not a single thought had entered my head. I just absorbed his warmth.

 

After a few more minutes in each other’s arms he began to pull away. I let him. I sat up on my own and looked at him. He smiled and kissed me on the nose. I watched him readjust and tuck himself away. I sighed and began following his lead, pushing my sore breasts back into their home and buttoning my shirt.

 

“Daddy?”

 

“Yes, baby?”

 

“Will you be my Lamaze coach?”

 

He smiled. He reached for my face and slowly kissed my lips. “I’d be honored.” He helped me off the rail and picked up my panty. I tucked half of it in the waist of my skirt, under my shirt. I didn’t feel like putting it back on.

 

“You’re wet.” I looked up and saw him staring at me. My blouse was sticking to me because of the cum and there was a small amount of cum trailing down my thigh that hadn’t dried. I reached for my thigh and began rubbing the white stuff into my skin like lotion (fastest way to get rid of it).  Then catching a particularly thick glob I paused and looked up at him. Our eyes met.

 

I looked back down and lifted my skirt. We watched as I leaned back on the rail and lifted my leg again for a better view. For the first time ever I rubbed his cum into my pussy. We watched as my pussy sucked it up, swallowing it deep. I didn’t have to worry about getting pregnant.

 

I looked back up and daddy was staring at me. He looked like he wanted to attack. Lust so intense gripped me hard and I felt the tears start again. But he didn’t touch me; instead, he moved further back. I put my leg down and we continued to stare, fighting for control. We both wanted more but knew it wouldn’t be smart. Not now. Not again.

 

“I don’t think I can anyway.”

 

He slowly began to relax. My words gave him the strength to regain composure.

 

“I’m tired. I think I’ll go to bed. If I pass her and she asks, I’ll say you made me laugh and I spilled my pudding. Good thing I chose vanilla.”

 

“Good thing.”

 

And just like all the nights that have come before…

 

“Night, Daddy.”

 

“Night, baby girl.”

 

I went into the house and up to my room. Mom was nowhere in sight.

 

*****


 

 

Months seven through eleven

 

The next few months went by extremely fast. We decided to make the guestroom the baby room. Daddy bought these really expensive baby monitors so we could have a receiver in every room of the house if we needed. They were like walkie talkies. The base, or sender would always be with the baby and turns on automatically with any noise, sending the noise to all the receivers throughout the house so we could hear if she starts crying. So, if the baby cried in her room, and mom was in the kitchen and heard her, mom could pick up a receiver, press a button and we would all hear her confirm that she’d look in on Jessica.  Jessica is the name I had chosen, after daddy’s little sister.

 

I also started Lamaze classes.  Daddy was there with me every step of the way. He was also going to be there when I gave birth. He was going to help me raise this child and he’ll probably be the only true father little Jessie will ever know. Not necessarily a bad thing. The holidays came and went. I got a lot of mother-to-be stuff, but some cool stuff, too, for when I started college again, like a new computer and palm pilot. I was happy.

 

I never did run across that cute guy who knocked me up. I guessed that he may have been a mechanic and for a while I did drive around to shops surrounding the area where we met. I even went to the little park were Jessie was conceived. Not a thing. Oh well, I doubt he would have been much help anyway.

 

When the day arrived it was actually a week earlier than predicted by Dr. Pearlmen. At the time, I was eating a tub of ice cream, which rested on the baby, when I first felt a contraction. At first I didn’t know what the hell it was. I figured it was a muscle cramp from sitting in the same position for so long and it took a while before another occurred. But another did occur, as did another, and about two hours after the first contraction my water broke. Both my parents were actually at work. I paged my dad and my mom and my dad got back to me first. I told him my water broke and we started to time the contractions. Soon after mom called and it was decided that mom would come pick me up to take me to the hospital. I had time, the contractions were about 40 minutes or so apart and the hospital where they worked at and I was going to use to deliver wasn’t that far.

 

Fifteen minutes later mom was at the front door and I had my pre-packed delivery bag with me. Dad got hold of Dr. Pearlmen and she said she would meet us at the hospital. When the time came for actual delivery I was scared as hell and in so much pain. I never want to go through anything like that again. I agreed to have a natural birth, but about two hours into labor I was screaming, practically begging, for them to knock me out and cut Jessie out of me, but they didn’t and forty-five minutes later I delivered a healthy beautiful baby girl, seven-and-a-half-pounds.

 

They kept me for about a week. I would have been out sooner, but daddy wanted to make sure I was okay. The most interesting thing I had to get used to with the new baby was the breast-feeding. I expected relief, because having my breasts fill up with milk three or four times a day was actually very painful, and having it taken out was longed for. What I didn’t expect was the desire I felt when that little girl latched on with strength I would have never have expected from one so tiny. By the time I was through with each session I was screaming for the chance to cum. My body was a four-alarm fire, but there was nothing I could do. I had to wait six whole weeks.

 

When I came home my family was wonderful. Daddy and mom each took a week off, first mom and then dad. It was dad who was the most interesting to have with me. Mom had all the little knowledge on baby care that they don’t tell you about in books — the stuff you just learn through trial and error — and she was very helpful and cool in that aspect, but dad… it was almost like when I was younger and he would come in my room to watch me move. He did it again. He loved watching my body. I was nearly the same size I was before I had her, except my hips were a little fuller and my breasts were a lot bigger. I went from a 36D to a 36E-F. I was big before, well not really that big, more like, right for my frame, but now…I was huge. I could tell he liked it.

 

When his week came, he would make me walk around naked in the house. The most I would be allowed to wear was my panties. He would watch me move and watch my breasts move with me. Sometimes he would let me wear my nursing bra, the one where the flaps came down so you can breastfeed the baby, but he wanted the flaps down all the time, which provided me with next to no support, but I didn’t mind too much. I missed his eyes on me. At first he would just watch me feed the baby, his eyes never missing a beat. Sometimes he would ask me to sit in his lap and he would cup my breasts up at just the right angle so the baby would be comfortable as she nursed.

 

What I liked the most was the time when he held me because he would often be naked too, and I would sit on his thighs, with his cock cradled in my ass cheeks and he would rock himself back and forth in my crevice while the baby sucked on my nipples and he sucked on my neck. I was in a constant state of arousal during his week off.

 

It wasn’t until the fourth week that he started filling his promise. I would usually keep the baby with me, right up until I would go to bed. Daddy would start coming in my room after work to visit me and Jessica and watch her feed and when she was finished, we would put her in crib for her nap and daddy would take her place in my arms, sucking on my hard dark tips.

 

There wasn’t much but when he took me in his hands he stimulated me, squeezed me, played with my nipples and the sweet liquid would flow from barely noticeable little holes. He would attach himself on my breasts, moaning and rocking up against my body, heaving over me with his big strong body, licking and biting my nipples, stroking and squeezing my ass, as I would wrap my arms and legs around him and enjoy the pleasure coursing through my body. Sometimes as he fed from me and rocked against me I would slide my fingers down the crack of his ass and find that puckered hole and slip my finger in deep and massage that magic spot I knew he loved so much, me and daddy, sucking and ass fucking. It was almost perfect…almost.

 

*****


 

 

Month twelve

 

It was actually on the same day (a year later) that I had met Jessie’s father and conceived her that I decided to make my move. I was in much the same state that I was back then: happy, free, about to start school again in a week. Life was good. We found a nanny to help me out with the baby, mostly when I had to go to school and such. Mom and dad helped out a lot. Dad actually cut back on his hours and things were going well. I met with Dr. Pearlmen and she declared me healthy. Not needing her services anymore, I went back to my regular family doctor and we finally got me on birth control. Well, actually it has been a year and one day to the day I conceived that I made the move on daddy. He was very busy with his staff evaluations and was up a lot lately writing boring behavioral reports.

 

He was in the dining area and it was late, around one or two in the morning. Mom had long ago gone to bed and I had taken a nap earlier in the day with the baby so I was up and Jessie was out like a light, thank god. He had papers everywhere covering almost every inch of the table. He was hunched over some forms, wearing his reading glasses, which somehow made him look like the grandpa he is. There was a laptop beside him, glowing an eerie bright blue.

 

I decided to go simple and wore a wife beater shirt, a.k.a, a Fruit of the Loom’s men’s white undershirt. On a woman that type of shirt was pretty sexy. It clung to curves and the thin material made it damn near transparent. It was long enough to wrap around the curve of my hips and stop right above my thighs. The house was a nice toasty temperature so I didn’t mind walking around in next-to-nothing. My red painted toes dug into the carpet as I made my way to his side. I leaned against the edge of the dark hard wood and slid onto the top, pushing papers out the way with my behind. Daddy turned toward me and took in my shirt; pausing and peering over his Ben Franklin like glasses.

 

“Hi, Daddy.”

 

His eyes of course were at my breasts. They began to harden beneath the cloth and I felt a bit of moisture leak from the tip as if the contraction pushed it out and it blended with the white fibers, making a small wet spot over the hard bump, which became more defined.

 

“Hey, baby girl. You’re up late.”

 

“I couldn’t sleep.”

 

He looked up from my milk sacks for a moment and looked into my eyes. I smiled. He continued to stare at me as he moved away from the table and leaned back in his chair. Leaning to his right, away from me, he rested his face on his fingers, watching me with a look of speculation. My smile got wider and I slid from the table.  My shirt rose with my movement, gliding further up my thighs reveling my fluffy little bush. His eyes darted down, never missing a beat.  I stepped closer to him and lifted a leg. I straddled his lap, trapping him between my thighs and sank down on his legs, using the table as a backrest. I was already wet. Just before I came down here I had lain on my bed with my hands between my legs, fantasizing, well, more like reminiscing back to the days he would come into my room for our little ‘talks.’

 

He didn’t say anything, just looked at me, with his head resting on his fingers, waiting for what I was going to do next. I lifted my arms and rested my hands directly onto his shoulders. His eyes were so watchful, taking me completely in. I reached up and took off his glasses putting them behind me.

 

“Daddy? It has been over two months.”

 

“I know.”

 

I begin to move. My hips slid back and forth on his pants; over the bulge that developed the moment I entered the room. I rocked against him slowly, seductively, teasingly.

 

“The doctor said I’m okay.”

 

“I know that, too.”

 

He was looking down now. The moisture of my pussy began seeping through his kaki pants. He watched the medium tan color darken dramatically as I rubbed and humped my pussy against him, loving the roughness against my sensitive clit.

 

“Good.” I rose higher, closer. My breasts began to tingle. Wetness was everywhere. My shirt, soaked in milk, clung to my breasts as the tension began to build in my body.

 

“Now lets stop fucking around…”

 

His hands moved and wrapped around my rising ass as I moved over him. I dipped my head, stopping centimeters from his lips.

 

“…and finally start fucking around.”

 

My mouth dove for his. We met and we embraced, kissing, biting, sucking, bonding as my tongue invaded his mouth, taking control, demanding that he meet me and he did. He pulled me closer, hugging me so tight I nearly lost my breath. The shirts between us were becoming wetter from my leaking breasts. He moaned and pushed me back. I watched as he lifted the shirt off my body, sticky wetness everywhere: juice from my pussy, milk from my breasts, and drool from my lips. And still I continued to rock, that slow, intoxicating rock, moving my body against his. He watched me move, mesmerized. His hands reached up and circled my breasts. My nipples pressed up against his palms, seeping slowly. He lightly stroked my skin, sliding with ease as the light reflected off me. I had to concentrate on breathing. Sometimes, I would actually forget how when I was like this — when the arousal was so strong it seemed to reach my core.

 

He leaned forward and nuzzled them; making his face wet as well, until he closed his eyes and he latched on to my breasts and began to suck.

 

I stopped.

 

Everything within me went still. He looked…different. He looked peaceful as he rested against me, sucking from my breasts, pulling on my nipple, rolling it in his mouth as his tongue danced around it, driving me fucking nuts with all the little thrills he was sending through my body, yet still I stopped. He looked like he had come home. My right breast remained in his right palm as he slightly stroked it, preparing it while he sucked on my left. He reminded me of Jessie. His face was innocently content. Well…not that innocent. His cock was still hard beneath me. He almost looked like he was napping and that he was sucking on instinct.

 

“Daddy?”

 

“Hmmmm,” he groaned and pulled me closer, sucking hard, his throat moving as he swallowed the milk. “Hmmmmm hmmmmm hmmmmm,” he moaned as sucking noises filled the air. I watched him drink, my pussy raging on fire. My body began to shake with chills and I continued to hump him, riding his cock through his pants. Then he let me go, licking and kissing my nipple before discarding it. He moved to my other breast. Latching on, his teeth grazed the tight nub. Slight contractions started in my womb and slowly spread a euphoric haze over my body as I came in small waves, still rocking, flooding him with more pussy juice as he sucked.

 

He groaned some more and reached behind me with both hands and wrapped his palms around the cheeks of my ass, pulling me closer against his body. Releasing my nipple briefly he said, “Release me.” Then he clamped back on. I tried to reach down between us, but it was hard. He held me so close. He squeezed and pulled my ass cheeks, opening and closing them, wider and wider, until I felt the pull on my pussy lips as they began to spread and close also, rubbing against my clit, stroking my clit with my own pussy. Pleasure engulfed me, while at the same time that achy little itch nearly drove me mad.

 

He let my breast go and reached back up, squeezing both of them harder. Milk shot out from the tips, directly onto his face, landing on his nose and mouth. He opened his mouth and aimed and caught the remaining milk. I began to regain control and began moving again, against him. He squeezed me, causing milk to splash all over us. What milk he missed he reached down and licked off my skin and rubbed his face in until he began to need something additional.

 

He reached behind me and began to push everything within reach off the table and onto the floor. Finding room, he stood up from his chair and lifted me by my hips and set me on the table. Our bodies pulled free and his dick bounced back against his stomach. He picked up the laptop and gently tossed it in a side chair and pushed off as much paper as he could.

 

“Don’t you need that? What if your papers get mixed up?”

 

“I’ll figure it out.”

 

I looked around behind me, making sure nothing was in the way and then I noticed it. He wasn’t moving. Looking back up I saw him staring at me. He had this soft sweet smile. There was love in his eyes.

 

“I’m not always the best father and I don’t always do or say the right things, but I do love you. Very much.”

 

My heart filled with so much emotion I couldn’t speak. Instead, I pushed back tears, reached up and smoothed out his eyebrows. They were a mess.

 

“Me too.”

 

Then he slightly lifted me up again and sort of threw me back against the table, closer to the center. My ass vibrated in pain from the sudden impact, but I didn’t have time to respond. I was too busy watching my father climb on top of the dining room table and begin crawling his way over my body. He looked like a panther, stalking his prey and he was getting ready to attack.

 

“Daddy?”

 

Heat surrounded my pinky toe as he pulled it in his mouth and sucked it like it was a little clit. ‘Oh Daddy.’ He kissed his way to my knee, licking the underside. It tickled. I laughed. I turned my head to the left and I saw him move over me in the reflection of the large mirror centered on the wall. I saw his dark head dip again and felt the swipe of that tongue as it crawled again on my pussy flesh, moving along my thigh, biting again, licking, sucking little hickeys along my knee…my foot…my toes.

 

I watched him move over me and totally worship my body. He looked so sexy, so in control. I, on the other hand, looked ridiculous. My hair was a mess. Dried tear trails lined my face. My lips looked sore and red from our kissing and my biting when I tried not to cry out. My breasts, depleted of milk, no longer stood firm and high but rather began to sink to the side of my body, victims of gravity and my daddy’s feasting. My skin was tight from the dried milk that he hadn’t gotten. Then I looked back and watched him, watched and felt as his tongue bathed my flesh, washing away the excess pussy juice from my thigh, only to be replaced with new, fresh pussy juice, just as heavy, just as salty, slipping down the tunnels of my body, onto the table, which he promptly licked clean.

 

He reached up and cupped that fatty part of my mound, molding it in his palm. Releasing it and dipping low again, he sank his teeth in my puss. Biting hard. I cried out and arched my back. The world went black as I closed my eyes, lost. I knew that by morning I would have teeth-like bruises all over my body. Again he licked away the pain, moving up, floating over me. So hard, so strong, so sure. I opened my eyes again and could see his dick between our bodies, sticking out from the top of his briefs. His pants were trapped around his ankles.

 

He continued his assault, his tongue licking over the curve of my tummy, dipping into my navel and off to the side, leaving me wet in his wake. His tongue softly outlined the tiny stretch marks that developed from the baby. Not many, barely noticeable, but there.  He kissed each mark, showing it love and I watched it all in the mirror. Up and up he moved, up the valley of my chest, licking past the mountains of my breasts, kissing and hugging me. His hands reached up and covered mine, still resting on my nipples, all but forgotten. And he squeezed them close, trapping his face in their cushiony softness.

 

“One of theses day I am going to have to fuck these with my dick.” He moved to the left and kissed a nipple, he moved to the right and did the same. He kissed along my jaw and along my cheekbone. Our faces rested on each other. The room was quiet except for our breathing. His moist breath bathed the side of my face as we rested cheek to cheek. I could no longer see the mirror. His face blocked the image.

 

“Ready?”

 

“Yes, from the moment I was born.”

 

He lifted his hips; the pressure of his face on mine became unbearable as he used me for leverage. Quick jerky moments followed and then suddenly, at my cooling moist center I felt the head of his cock waiting at my entrance.

 

“Spread wider for me.”

 

“Yes, Daddy.”

 

I opened my thighs, lifting my puss higher and making myself ready to be taken. He was going to do it. He was going to fuck me. ‘In a moment he’s going to push his hips forward, his cock is going to part my folds like Moses parted the Red Sea and juice will leave me, slide down, free from its prison as his cock works its way into my channel, displacing pussy juice. He will slide deeply into my mushy flesh and fuck my cotton-pink insides until they turn a raw, well-used, well-fucked red. I wonder if they make that color lipstick.’

 

Anyway. Never mind. My mind goes weird places sometimes.

 

And then it happened. He slid inside, like butter. No restrictions. He slid inside and I felt every inch of my father’s cock entering my body, filling it, making it whole. He went as deep in as he could go until meeting the back of my pussy, in balls deep. My pussy reshaped itself, forming around him, taking shape, and hugging him. My daddy’s dick was up in my pussy. Deep inside; all up in my shit. His body covered mine completely.  My thighs wrapped around his hips.  His hands moved from my breasts and reached out along my arms until he found my hands. He moved them up, over my head and held them together. I was completely his.

 

I expected him to move and kiss me, but he didn’t. He turned his head more to the wall. His hair was in my face. His head was pressing against my nose. I turned away and then I realized he too saw the mirror. He was watching. My pussy involuntarily tightened around him and he groaned. I turned my head in the opposite direction to the other wall and closed my eyes. I didn’t want to watch. I just wanted to feel.

 

He, on the other hand, couldn’t look away. He watched as his ass contracted and released as he slid his cock in and out of the wet fuck hole that was his daughter. He watched as her thighs gripped him in a death-like embrace almost preventing him from the movements he truly wanted to make. He watched his dick move in and out of her, her lips wrapped around him, fat and juicy as he rammed inside of her repeatedly. It was unreal almost, the image of his dick in his daughter, fucking her. He pushed harder and harder until he heard the slapping sounds of the their flesh when his dick slammed home and his hips beat against her ass. He heard Brie moan and groan and saw her hips attempt to rise up and meet him. He knew she was reaching another climax, so he doubled his efforts.

 

My pussy was on fire. Sweated poured from me as I felt him slam, slam, slam into me. The fit was so tight, his hips felt like they barely moved in between my thighs but they moved, they moved and they fucked me with such force. His body engulfed me completely. His scent was everywhere and he held me down, using my body for his cock to fuck. Slamming against my clit, almost pushing it back against my body as our skins slammed against each other in sharp, stinging little slaps. My clit was so sore and raw I didn’t think I could cum again. I felt numb there, but the sensations — the wanting — the desire was running all through me as I felt him fuck me so hard, so intensely, almost mindlessly. There was no gentleness in how he did it. No emotion, no kissing, no hugging, just fucking as he watched from the mirror, as if he was analyzing the situation, watching his dick molest my achy gaping hole.

 

I was so close. I was so close but I couldn’t get there. I couldn’t find the edge so I jerked under him, bucked almost, pushing my body up against his as he came down, slamming, slamming. He pushed back harder. I cried out in pain, but the pain meant nothing. The pain disappeared. The waves took over, swallowed it, crushing it as I worked harder and harder. I needed to cum. I had to cum. Damn where was it when I wanted it? I lifted my hips, fucking him back, riding the wave that wouldn’t reach its peak. I struggled against his hands. I had to be free. I needed to be free. I fought him. He held on tighter but I needed more.

 

“Daddy, Daddy, please. I need to touch you, I need to move.”

 

He released me. His hands left mine. He stopped fucking me. He lifted himself up, his breathing was fast but still in control. He reached beneath my body and wrapped his hands around my ass and lifted me closer to him. I repeated the movement. I lifted my thighs up higher on his back and that seemed to open up more space than I knew I had and he sunk deeper. He groaned and I cried. My nails bit into his ass and I got ready. His thrusts began again, deeper this time, higher, ‘yes higher that was it.’ It was angled differently. Contact with my clit wasn’t as constant and the little achy button pulsed to the beat of my crazy heart as he fucked me again, ramming, thrusting. He was no longer looking at the mirror. He was looking at us, watching as his cock pushed deeper and deeper inside me, in and out, out and in, and wet and raw all at once. My pussy opened and made more room and he moved faster, fucking so fast and hard the table began to bounce, began to rock. I spread my thighs wider feeling him dominate me over and over. My daddy, my big, strong daddy with his big strong cock fucked me on the table hard, into the table, taking me higher, yes higher, that’s it — that’s what I need — that’s what I want.

 

“Fuck me more, fuck me more, Daddy fuck me more.”

 

And he fucked and pushed and rammed. Our breathing was harsh. He was pouring sweat. It was leaking from all over him. Drops fell from his head, from his nose from his lips, splashing on me as he jerked and rocked above me. He was grunting, grunting these deep animal-like grunts and he pushed himself harder and harder. One time he stopped, trying to regain control but I got pissed and punched him in his chest. He grunted again and kept fucking me.

 

I didn’t want to cum. I needed to cum, but I didn’t want it to end. I wanted it to last and last and last forever — my daddy fucking me on the table like we were animals.

 

“Fuck me Daddy, fuck me more. Fuck me.”

 

By then I had no choice. It was coming. It was becoming more than anything I ever felt. My tired body tensed, preparing for the assault. I began to pant.

 

“Yesyesyes… uh uh oh uh oh yes ahhh. Daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy…”

 

He heard me. He knew I was there and redoubled his efforts.  He released my thighs from his waist and folded my legs toward my chest, closing my calves around his ears as he pushed up and up and in until I released a hoarse scream. Cumming so hard against his cock, his fucking cock.

 

“Oh thank God!” he bellowed, and his body jerked hard against me. My body arched with tension and my eyes rolled back in my head. I felt warm wetness bathing my body. It was almost as if someone had poured warm water all over me and it pooled under me, around my ass.

 

My breathing was shallow. There wasn’t enough air. I needed more air. The world around me became fuzzy and I felt my daddy release my legs. They fell down in a thump, like rubber. He slowly pulled away from me as if the movement caused him pain and just as the world went from fuzzy to black, I felt his crushing body fall on top of me. I grunted at the impact. So much for me receiving more air. I think I passed out.

 

When I woke up, there was something heavy on top of me. My body was unbelievably sore and I felt itchy. My skin felt like it did when you came from swimming out in the sea. The smell of urine surrounded me. I turned toward the weight on my body, it was daddy, and he was snoring. I felt dehydrated. I lifted my arms and pushed at him.

 

“Daddy? Daddy? DADDY!”

 

He snorted and came awake.

 

“Oh shit.”

 

“I know. I know. Please. I can’t breath.”

 

He rose up over me.

 

“Move over.” I slid to the edge of the table, making room. He slid on his back and lay beside me. “What’s that smell?”

 

I began to laugh. “I think I peed on myself.”

 

“Oh…. Happens a lot, does it?”

 

“No never. What time is it?”

 

He raised his arm and looked at his wristwatch. “Oh, shit! It’s 5:12 in the morning. Your mom will be up soon. We’ve got to clean this up.”

 

I groaned in despair. “I can’t. I can’t move.”

 

He sat up and slid off the table.

 

“You’d better move, young lady. I will not run the risk of your mother seeing this. I’ll clean up. You just get out of here and wash up.”

 

I moaned as he proceeded to straighten his clothes and pick up papers. I slid off the table and slowly bent over to pick up my shirt. ‘I am so out of shape.’

 

“What about the pee?”

 

He laughed, “I’ll get it. Come here.”

 

I walked around to his side just as he was putting a stack of papers on a side chair. He reached out and pulled me into his arms and kissed me, long and deep. My pussy began to tingle and my nipples hardened.

 

“You know Daddy loves you, right?”

 

I smiled. “I love you too, Daddy.”

 

He growled and bit my lip. Smacking me on the ass he said, “Go on.”

 

I took my pitiful ass out of the dining room and up the stairs. I snuck past mom and dad’s room and found mine. I just turned on the shower when I heard the first cry.

 

“Waaaaaaaa. Waaaaaaa.”

 

“Oh damn.” The baby was awake and wouldn’t you know it? It’s feeding time. I don’t think there is any milk left.