Subject:     Our First Family Threesome
Story Codes: MFf exhib inc father mother daughter
Diary Date:  May 19, 2001
Author:      Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>

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Summary
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It wasn’t long after I first had sex with my dad that I was with my mom.  
I have say that having sex with your mom is a LOT different than being 
with your dad and I just don’t mean the fact that one involves a man and 
the other a woman. Then again, this WAS the first time I ever had sex 
with another girl which made it even more amazing for me.

I recommend reading my article “My Thoughts About Incest” before reading 
this one. Incest is a serious subject and the article may help you to 
better understand the events in this one, not to mention provide a 
different perspective on incest than what is “politically correct”.

Table of Contents
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   Chapter 1 – A Little Background...  
   Chapter 2 – Mom Confronts Me  
   Chapter 3 – Learning the Family Secrets  
   Chapter 4 – Fucked by My Dad  
   Chapter 5 – Mom Joins In  
   Chapter 6 – An Incestual Lifestyle


Chapter 1 – A Little Background...
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When I look around at some of the parents of my friends I find myself 
going home and thanking God for my parents.  It’s no wonder many families 
never enjoy the benefits of incest when you see how they let themselves 
go to pot.  Just because you’re over forty and married doesn’t mean you 
have to forget about how your hair looks or gain fifty pounds.

As for my parents, they keep themselves in pretty good shape and my mom 
still looks fantastic in a bikini while my dad still wears about the same 
pant size that he did when he graduated from college.  Mom loves it when 
people mistake her for my older sister! It probably helps that she only 
had one child to recover from as well.   It wasn’t that she only wanted 
one child, but after the difficult birth she had with me she was told she 
shouldn’t have any more children.  While having a sister or brother would 
have certainly made my life different, as it was she and I have always 
been very close and I share everything with her (well, almost 
everything).

Besides the usual things mom teach their daughters – dress, makeup, 
hygiene, etc., my mom also taught me things most mothers are either too 
up-tight or even embarrassed to discuss with their daughters.  For 
instance, while masturbation tends to develop naturally for most girls, 
it never hurts to get a few pointers.  Mom even introduced me to her toy 
collection although I never grew as fond of it as she was.

Rather than hide things from me as many mothers do, somehow thinking that 
if they don’t say anything then their daughter won’t learn about it, my 
mom made sure I was well informed when it came to sex.  Once I started 
being sexually active, she even helped me get started on birth control.  
When my gynecologists was reluctant to put a fourteen year-old on birth 
control my mom insisted, telling her that she preferring that I be safe 
rather than trying to defy a girl’s natural instincts and preach 
abstinence.

Our discussions went both ways.  For example, when I gave up my virginity 
I couldn't wait to get home and tell Mom all about it.  After a date, she 
insists on a full report – with ALL the details.  Sometime I think my mom 
was living vicariously through me!

My more intimate relationships with my parents was not limited to just 
talk but to the physical as well.  I don't mean as in sex – my parents 
aren’t pedophiles although hugging and such was always encouraged.  There 
is a BIG difference between being comfortable about sex and HAVING sex.  
For instance, while I often saw my parents masturbating and they in turn 
didn’t make an issue of it when I did it around them, I never saw them 
making love.  Of course I knew they did it thanks to the wall between our 
bedroom being pretty thin, but it was something they considered as being 
special between the two of them.  Masturbation is just a natural reaction 
to the needs that everyone has - it’s NOT sex.  Sex was an integral part 
of their marriage and something special and intimate, not something a 
pre-teen should be watching, let alone be involved with.

Because of the way I was raised regarding sex with regards to privacy, 
respect, and responsibility, the thought of me having sex with my parents 
never even crossed my mind as I grew up.  Sure I noticed that my dad was 
looking at me a little differently as I grew up but I considered that to 
be a compliment.  Even my mom would point out that while he may be my 
father he was also a man.  Other men were beginning to look at me 
differently so why shouldn’t he do the same?  Just because I was his 
daughter didn’t mean I wasn’t attracting his attention.  It’s what 
someone DOES to you that counts, not how they look at you.

Everything changed when I came home early from a party one night and 
watched through my bedroom window as my parents made love in the hot tub.  
It was the first time I’d ever seen them having sex and it’s almost 
impossible for me to explain the feelings that arose within me as I 
watched.  While my mother was doing some of the same things to my dad as 
I was with my boyfriends, at the same there was something drastically 
different.  I loved sucking a boy’s dick and even more, being fucked, but 
it was all about the physical feelings it gave me and the emotional high 
that came from getting him off as well.

Watching my parents, sex became so much more – it was an act of love.  It 
was like seeing Ephesians come to life – my mother submitting herself 
biblically to my father while my father loved her in response. 

It was at that moment then that I realized that I wanted to have sex with 
my dad – not to just be fucked by him like the boys I dated, but to give 
myself to him as his daughter in a loving and respecting way, just as my 
mom was doing.   There wasn't a doubt in my mind that my father loved me, 
but I wanted him to show me his love as my father in the intimate was he 
showing his love as a husband for my mother.

After that night I started fantasizing more and more about being with my 
parents, especially my dad.  It wasn’t as easy as you might think.  I 
couldn’t just come out and ask him to have sex with me – what if he 
didn’t want to fuck me? After all, despite what the porn industry would 
suggest, not EVERY father wants to have sex with his daughter.  It took 
some serious flirting and suggestive moves before he finally made my 
dream come true (and his as well although at the time I didn’t know it).  
Although he seemed tentative at first, after the first time he never 
hesitated again. 

Once we got started, there was no going back.  Whenever my mom was not 
around we would have some quality father-daughter time together - 
although what he did to me was a lot more intimate than most young 
daughters get to experience with their dads!

Whenever we had sex I was overwhelmed by the emotions that stirred within 
me.  It was like nothing I’d ever experienced before, WAY beyond any 
physical pleasure as I learned that true sex was more than just getting 
off, it was the emotional aspects that made it truly special.  From a 
purely physical perspective, when my dad came inside of me it was no 
different than when any other boy did yet the orgasms it produced and the 
intensity of my response was on a whole different scale.  This wasn't 
just another round of sex, this was my FATHER fucking me, showing me his 
love for me as his daughter in a special way.

The only part that sometimes bothered me was the thought that we were 
doing it behind my Mom's back.  I’d never kept anything of any 
consequence secret from her before and what could any bigger than me 
fucking her husband?  It wasn’t that I thought she would mind, but it was 
like when I was trying to get my dad to fuck me for the first time - I 
just didn’t know how to tell her.  I couldn’t just open up a conversation 
with, “Hey mom, guess what? Dad just fucked me.” 

When I lost my virginity I knew she was probably waiting for it to happen 
so it was easy to tell her about it at the time.  Somehow I didn’t think 
she was standing back and waiting for me to tell her that her husband was 
fucking her daughter.  Actually, I expected that my dad would tell her 
and that she would come to me and talk about it.  It was a bit of a 
surprise to me that he didn’t tell her, which just made me all the more 
tentative.  If he wasn’t telling her, then maybe that was a good reason 
for me not to tell her as well.


Chapter 2 – Mom Confronts Me
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Have you ever tried to keep a secret from your mother?  I mean a really 
secret type of secret, one that meant something big to you.  It’s a silly 
question but I’m sure your results were no different than mine was in 
this situation.  It wasn’t long after my dad and I had established our 
new relationship that I started getting this funny feeling that my mom 
was more than just a little bit suspicious.  I suppose it didn't help 
that my dad was getting a monstrous erection every time I walked anywhere 
near him – even more than her had been before.  Finally one day my mom 
called me into her room as I passed by. 

“Hey Kelly, have a seat on the bed next to me.” She put her arm around me 
and gave me a warm hug. “So tell me girl, how’s the ol’ sex life been 
lately?”

The question didn’t surprise me the way I imagine it would most girls.  
As I said before, my mom and I discuss everything – and I mean 
everything.  I tell her about all of my dates and what happens, including 
the “naughty” parts I doubt most girls would feel comfortable telling 
their mothers.  But my mom has always been cool about it.  She listens 
intently to me and if anything even pushes me for more intimate details.  
Sometimes she would flush a bit but it I knew it wasn't from being 
embarrassed - it was obvious that my horny mother was getting stimulated 
listening to her daughter’s latest sexual exploits.  It was OK with me, 
actually a bit amusing as I assumed she was somehow reliving her youth 
through me.

“Well, it’s been pretty good until recently,” I replied. “You know I just 
broke up with Greg after that stupid party where he got all drunk so I’ve 
been pretty much on my own since then.”

My mom nodded in an understanding way. “Hmmmmmm... I’ve been so worried 
about you ever since the two of you got into that silly argument.  Don’t 
forget that I was your age once and you’ve got your mother’s genes so I 
know how much you need sex.”

She laughed a bit at that and it helped to takes some of the edge off the 
seriousness of the conversation.  Then she continued with, “Sheesh, from 
what you were telling me it seemed that Greg must’ve been doing you 
almost every day!”

I started to say something but she cut me off before I could get anything 
out.  “Kelly, since you’re not getting the real thing, don’t forget that 
you can always use my toys.  I know you don’t like them all that much but 
I just wanted to remind you in case you wanted to use them until you find 
another guy.”

Despite myself I couldn't help but roll my eyes a bit.  For goodness sake 
it wasn't like I couldn’t get laid anytime I wanted it if I really wanted 
it badly enough.  There were plenty of boys at school more than willing 
to help me out so it was just a matter of being selective.

Rather than bragging about my options I frowned just a bit responding 
with, “No thanks mom, I just can't seem to get myself off with them as 
well as I can by myself.  Don’t worry, I won’t go off and do anything 
stupid.”

Then mom then took a deep breath, took my hand and looked me straight in 
the eye. From out of the blue she asked, “Kelly, I want you to tell me 
the truth.  Have you and your dad been having sex?”

Needless to say I was caught totally off guard at her abrupt change in 
conversation so I imagine the shocked look on my face was more than 
enough confirmation for her.  How had she been feeling knowing suspecting 
that her husband he was doing it with her own daughter?  I sat there with 
my mouth hanging open like a fish out of water, totally unsure of as to 
how to respond.

“OK, then let me ask it more in your terms...  Kelly, is your dad fucking 
you?  Is my husband having sex my daughter?”

Despite how it might seem, there was something in her voice that 
reassured me.   She wasn’t being threatening or accusing, more like 
curiosity.  It was as if she already knew the answer but she wanted to 
hear me say it.  It didn’t hurt when she grinned and hugged me again. 

“Ahhhhh, don’t look so shocked,” she said nodding her head knowingly. “So 
how long have the two of you had been doing it?  How often does he fuck 
you?  Every day or what?  Tell me how you got started...  Who started 
it?”

So many questions, she seemed ready to burst with curiosity.  Taking a 
deep breath I tried to explain to her how I’d watched them making love in 
the hot tub and how deeply it affected me at the time.  Then I described 
how I tried to seduce him in the weeks afterwards by wearing skimpy 
clothes, flashing him, and making lots of sexual remarks, all the while 
trying to see if he had any sexual interest in me.

Finally I told her about the night I teased him by lying on the couch in 
my t-shirt, giving him a sexy view of my bare ass after which I went to 
my bedroom and masturbated, waiting to see if he would take the bait.  
Long story made short, he did and that night my father fucked me for the 
very first time.

My mom listened without saying a word the whole time, muttering an 
“Mmmmmmm” now and then and licking her lips when it got hot.  When I 
finished describing our first time together she couldn't hold back any 
further and interrupted my narrative.

“Oh my god Kelly! That’s so incredible! So tell me, how often does he do  
you now?” 

For whatever reason it was making me extremely horny to realize that my 
mother was getting so turned on by what she was hearing.  While I’d 
assumed she wouldn’t be totally opposed to it, I never would’ve guessed 
that she would WANT my dad to fuck me.  I really wasn't sure where to go 
with this.  Was she REALLY turned on by this or was she just pumping me 
for more information?  She seemed genuinely interested so I felt I had to 
take her at her word.  We’d never discussed incest in the past, not even 
as a general topic let alone anything more personal.  For some reason she 
always changed the subject whenever I mentioned it.  

Well, I was in too deep to back out now so I decided to go for it...  
“Well mom, I hope this doesn’t upset you, but he fucks me almost every 
day.   There have been a few days when he even did me twice! I guess you 
could say we do it about any time we’re alone together.”

Mom just gave me that all-knowing smile again and asked, “Haven’t you 
feel strange, or even a bit guilty, doing it behind my back?”

“Sort of,” I responded sheepishly, “I just didn’t know how to tell you.  
I just figured dad would anyway.”

My mom leaned back and it seemed that it was all she could do to keep 
from bursting out laughing.

“C’mon you silly goose, did you REALLY think I wouldn’t know when my own 
husband was screwing someone else?  And it’s not like you haven’t been 
positively beaming lately whenever the two of you are together.”

She had a point.  I sort of stammered something back but wasn't able to 
put together a coherent sentence.  My mom laughed again and hugged me 
saying, “Don’t worry Kelly, there’s so much you need to know.”

And to think I thought that I was the one keeping secrets...


Chapter 3 – Learning the Family Secrets
=======================================

With that my mom began to tell me things about her and my father I’d 
never known before, never even suspected for that matter!  She told me 
how her and her younger sister had both given their virginity to their 
father.  I knew she’d lost hers when she was pretty young, but not THAT 
young and to find out that my grandfather had fucked my aunt when she was 
only ten... well THAT was quite a shock.  For that matter, just learning 
that my grandfather had been her first was an eye-opener for sure, not to 
mention that he kept doing them until just before he died of a sudden 
massive heart attack.

Somewhere along the way growing up I’d learned that my mom and aunt were 
both fucked by my dad back in their high school and college days.  Maybe 
Kristi had mentioned it or whatever, but it wasn't like it was a state 
secret or anything.  I knew better than to think my mom was a virgin when 
she married my dad or anything even close to being one.

What DID surprise me was to find out that the three of them hadn’t 
stopped, even after both sister were married.  For the first time I 
learned the real reason my aunt was divorced – it was because her husband 
changed his mind after they got married and wanted her all to himself.  
Apparently having his wife fucking her dad and brother-in-law was too 
much for him to deal with, even though he could have fucked my mom had he 
wanted to (which he never did).  Despite all this, it’s what she said 
next that really threw me...

“So Kelly, now that you know more about your dad and me, do you still 
think the past few weeks have all been an accidental series of events?”

“Ummmmm..., what do you mean mom?”

“What I mean Kelly is, don’t you see now that your dad and I have always 
hoped that someday you would want to join us?  The difference was that I 
didn’t want you to have to go through what I did with my father at first.  
Thankfully in the end it all seems to have turned out for the best.  I 
just wanted to wait until you were old enough to make the decision for 
yourself and not feel forced into anything.”

Like a light bulb suddenly turning on over my head, it suddenly all 
became clear to me.  Now I understood why mom had reacted as she had back 
when I was eight with my dad in the hot tub.  No wonder my dad “allowed” 
me to seduce him.  It all had been just a little too easy, hadn’t it?  So 
this was why we were able to keep things a “secret” from Mom when there 
was nothing else I could ever hide from her in the past.

“But what if I hadn’t done what you were hoping?” I asked, “What if I’d 
never made the first move with Dad?”

My mom hugged me tightly again as she replied, “That would’ve been just 
fine for us too Kelly.  We just never would have told you about these 
things and we would’ve loved you just as much as ever!” 

Then she grinned slyly at me and added, “But you ARE my daughter and I 
had confidence in you.  I figured it was only natural for it to happen 
someday as you matured sexually.  It’s in the DNA.”

With that she leaned over and kissed me.  We’d kissed a million times 
before but not like this.  For the first time, it was not the typical 
mother-daughter peck on the cheek but an intimate, open-mouth, tongue 
exploring, sloppy wet, passionate, sexual kiss!

Even though I’d never kissed a girl before, it seemed so natural that I 
responded in kind and we held our first real kiss for what seemed like 
hours.  It felt so wonderful, so instinctive, so RIGHT to kiss her that 
way.  We held each other tightly, each pressing against the other, 
feeling the warmth and softness of another woman.

It was at this moment that something magical happened.  It was as if 
someone had waved a magic wand over us when almost instantly she 
transformed from being my mother to my lover, someone I wanted to be 
intimate with, to share myself with.

This wasn’t anything like being with my dad, not at all.  With my dad, 
there was ALWAYS a line that was never crossed.  I was his daughter, NOT 
his lover.  I loved him so much but it was with the love of a daughter 
for her father, not of a wife for her husband.  I submitted myself to my 
father as a daughter should, giving myself to him for HIS pleasure and to 
fulfill HIS deepest needs and desires.

With my mom it was a totally different relationship.  There were no 
feelings of submission and no thoughts of her as my mother  Nothing was 
held back by my being her daughter.  It was so much simpler, so much 
purer.  It was two women in love, two women that had shared so much of 
themselves with one another over the years and suddenly allowing the last 
wall between them to crumble into dust.

As we kissed, a sharp tingle ran through me as my mother’s gentle hand 
found its way to my small breasts and began to massage them.  My breasts 
are always sensitive and when I’m in this kind of mood they can become 
extremely hypersensitive.  She pulled away and smiled, asking, “Have you 
ever been touched like this by a woman before?”

Well duh, I certainly had NOT!  My eyes cast downward as I shook my head 
slowly, still not quite sure how to respond to this new development.  It 
was like I was in a dream, as if I was floating and everything around me 
was in a fog.

“Mmmmmmm, that is soooooo perfect,” she murmured, “I’d always hoped to be 
your first.”

My eyes widened involuntarily as she went on. “I’ve been watching you as 
you’ve developed into a sexy young lady and god only knows how much I 
love hearing about your sexual adventures with my boyfriends.  As you 
know, many a night after listening to your descriptions of your dates 
I‘ve had to resort to using my toy collection.  What you didn’t know was 
that it was more than just the thought of you and your boyfriend, I was 
also dreaming of what it would be like for me to be with you instead of 
him.”

A wave of relief surged through me.  Although it would be much later 
before I realized the full meaning of all of this, I sensed that somehow 
my life was changing in a way that could never be reversed.  In response 
I hugged her and said softly, “Oh mom, I can't tell you enough how happy 
I am that you feel this way.  I’ve wanted so badly to share daddy with 
you.”

My mom smiled gently at me saying, “Well tonight we’ll be together as a 
family then, more so than we’ve ever been before. I tell you what... you 
can have him first and then I’ll join in.  Now don’t tell him, I want to 
surprise the horny bastard.  We hadn’t planned on telling you until next 
week so this should be fun!  He still thinks you don’t know anything 
about what’s really been going on.” 

With that she left me sitting in my bed, pondering all she had just told 
me.   Somehow I knew that there was more that she hadn’t told me.  My 
goodness, how I could I have been so naïve and blind all these years?

Then I laid back and started to masturbate...


Chapter 4 – Fucked by My Dad
============================

Later that night my dad and I were in the family room watching TV when 
mom called down the stairs saying she needed to do some shopping and 
would be gone for a few hours.  It was all I could do to keep a straight 
face as I realized what her true intentions were.  As I’d come to expect, 
no sooner was she out the door than my dad moved over to the couch, 
taking a seat next to me.  His hand pressed between my legs, seeking out 
my pussy as he fondled and groped me.

“C’mon baby, don't you want your daddy to fill up that empty little pussy 
of yours?” he teased me with a naughty grin.

His words made me shiver with anticipation as I looked him in the eye and 
saw the sexual desire and lust that was there whenever he was horny for 
me.  A big grin came to my face as I licked my lips in anticipation.  
This time, though, it was not just about the great fucking I knew I was 
about to get that was making me horny.  I was thinking further ahead and 
wondered how it would happen.  In the meantime, it was time to please my 
father and I knew exactly how to turn him on!

“Mmmmmmm, yes daddy... fuck me!”

Those words never failed to get a rise out of him (literally) although I 
don’t think that this time he needed any help judging from the erection 
he already was sporting.  Without another word, he gathered me up in his 
arms and carried me off to their bed where he literally dumped me on the 
bed and then stood back from the edge as he quickly undressed.

Following his lead, I stripped off the loose t-shirt I’d been wearing and 
scooted over on my side to the edge of the bed where I waited impatiently 
for him to finish.  As his pants and underwear came down I licked my lips 
in anticipation as his hard cock was freed and stood up and away from his 
handsome body. It made me tingle as I realized he was that way because of 
me.

What can I say? How do I explain it? If you’ve never been a girl 
confronted by her father’s sexual lust, how can you even begin to 
understand the intensity of the emotions that were spilling from me? 
There’s just something about seeing your own father getting turned on by 
you that means so much more than just your typical horny guy.  It made me 
proud to know he felt that way about me, that I could turn him on the way 
the girls in the porn flicks and magazines did.  Seeing my dad’s 
erection, I knew it was ME that was the cause of it.  It was ME that my 
father wanted right now.  It was ME that he wanted to fuck.  Seeing his 
desire for me, his NEED for me, made me feel so much closer to him than I 
ever had before.

Once he was finally naked my dad stepped closer to the edge of the bed 
where I was waiting for him hungrily.  Mmmmmmm, I couldn't wait to let 
him feel my mouth around his cock and he certainly didn't waste any time 
in letting me do it!  I reached out and grabbed it with one hand, pulling 
him in towards my waiting mouth.  As I opened my mouth wide he plunged 
his dick into it and started to fuck my mouth while I held my head still, 
letting him release the pent up lust that was threatening to explode 
within him.

“OH god Kelly, that feels so good,” he moaned.

He slowed down his thrusts which allowed me to start sucking on his cock. 
When he pushed it forward it would hit the back of my throat, causing me 
sometimes to gag a little but he didn't keep it there which allowed me to 
regain my composure.  At the same time his hand moved down and cupped my 
breast, gently squeezing it and playing with my nipple.  With his other 
hand he pulled my hair back so he could see me sucking his dick.  

His balls rolled gently in my hand, his coarse pubic hair running through 
my fingers.  It was amazing.  As many cocks as I’d sucked in the past two 
years, I felt a special thrill when I sucked my dad’s dick.  I don’t 
really know how to describe it but somehow knowing it was my FATHER’S 
cock made it so much more special.  Like, how many girls were lucky 
enough to ever have this opportunity?  Indeed, it was something special, 
something that can only be shared between a father and his daughter.  
What more can I say? I loved it!

My dad’s hand moved from my breasts down to between my legs. I lifted my 
uppermost leg for him and felt his large hand cupping my warm crotch.  
His finger began to press and explore and soon he found my wet pussy 
hole, already dripping with my desire for him.  I moaned softly as I 
sucked his stiff cock when his finger pushed its way inside of me and 
then started to stroke in and out of me like he was fucking me with it.

“Damn you’re wet!” he chuckled, “I take it that somebody horny for her 
dad to fuck her, am I right?”

Holding onto his cock, I let my mouth slip off just long enough to 
respond saying, “Oh yeah, anything you want Daddy – anything.”

“Move over,” he commanded as he pushed me back onto the bed.  

My dad got in bed himself and laid on his back, his wet cock glistening 
in the soft light and standing up straight as a missile ready for lift-
off.   He motioned for me to get on top and I knew what he wanted.  I 
straddled his chest and leaned back over his crotch, taking his cock back 
in my mouth once again.  I liked to take him in my mouth from this 
direction as the curvature of his dick helped it to go down my throat 
more easily.

In the meantime, I lowered my ass over his face where I felt his hand 
spreading me apart and his tongue started to lick my pussy.  I almost 
jumped off him when it reached my clit – damn it was sensitive!  At first 
he just flicked his tongue over it but then he pressed harder with the 
flat of his tongue along the length of my pussy slit.

I wanted to scream, it felt so good, but I had my own duties as I sucked 
his cock relentlessly. When I took it all in my face as pressing down on 
his crotch, his thick pubic hair covering my face.  I loved the smell of 
his crotch, a mixture of seat and sexual musk.  My breasts rubbed against 
his stomach as I worked on his thick cock.  The hair on his body tickled 
the nipples on my boobs if I rubbed them just right as I slowly rocked 
back and forth.

Oh my god, I could feel it in me, that insane feeling I always get when 
my orgasm is almost there but not quite.  It’s like dangling a carrot 
before a horse, or a meal before a starving man.  I closed my eyes and 
concentrated on my dad’s mouth that was pressed against my crotch.  So 
close... yet not there! 

I held my mouth still on his cock as I practically willed myself to cum.  
Then his tongue hit just the right spot and suddenly it was like my pussy 
literally exploded in a wave of the purest pleasure a woman can 
experience.  Soon my entire body was shivering like I was naked outside 
in winter and then just as fast I felt like I was burning up, like 
someone poured gasoline on me and lit the match.  

Yes, I was burning up but it was a fire fueled by lust and pleasure as my 
dad sensed what was happening to me and his tongue moved even faster over 
my pussy and clit.  I could feel the wetness of my orgasm gushing out of 
me.   The thought of it pouring over his face and into his mouth made me 
tingle.  It was so all intense that I couldn't breathe and so I had to 
let his dick flop from my mouth as I gasped for air like a fish out of 
water.

“Don’t stop!” I begged him, practically sobbing as I sat on his face, 
pushing my pussy even tighter against his mouth where his incredible 
tongue was driving me insane!

“Oh god, I’m cumming so hard,” I was finally able to cry out as my voice 
seemed to be overwhelmed by the need to moan as loudly as I could.

Indeed, I wanted nothing more than to feel the throbbing of my pussy as 
it sent wave after wave of the most wonderful sensations imaginable 
through me from my toes to the longest hair on my head.  I wanted my dad 
to hear me, to know how good he was making me feel. 

Finally I collapsed on him, my entire weight bearing down on his body as 
my arms and legs simply failed to support me.  As I laid there, my face 
up against his throbbing cock that looked so big when I was this close to 
it.  As my orgasm began to slowly recede, my aching pussy began to get 
that feeling it gets when it needs something in it, a need that can only 
be properly satisfied by a man’s cock.  In this case I was looking at the 
cock it wanted – my dad’s!

I twisted around until my position on my dad was reversed and I was lying 
face to face on him.  I felt his cock rubbing up against my stomach as I 
moved upward to kiss him.  As our tongues met I could taste my pussy on 
his mouth and imagined how it must have been when I came all over his 
face.  While we kissed I ground my pussy up and down against his rigid 
cock, feeling the hardness of it against my clit.  Feeling how stiff he 
was, I could only imagine the desires in him.  God, my dad must want to 
fuck me SO bad right now!

“You want it in you, don’t you,” my dad said with a smirk on his face.  
He wanted it just as bad as I did but yet he was making it as if I was 
the one needed it.

“Mmmmmmm, you know I do daddy!” I whispered hoarsely back to him.

“Beg me to fuck you,” he said in a demanding tone, “Tell me what you want 
me to do to you.”

Like most guys, I learned quickly once I started having sex with my dad 
that he seemed to like it even more when I asked him to do me.  It wasn’t 
like he didn’t already know.  My dad knew full well that he could have me 
anytime he wanted and do anything he desired, I’d made THAT clear to him 
from the start.  

Although we hadn’t discussed it, my guess was that it was an ego thing.  
He may have been my father but he was still a guy and nothing seems to 
turn on guys more than to think the girl wants it just as much or more 
than he does.  I would imagine that having your own daughter begging for 
it must have been the ultimate turn-on for him!

“Yes daddy, fuck me daddy,” I said, as if I was begging for my life. “I 
want to feel you in me…deep inside of me... Oh daddy, fuck me fuck me 
fuck me... I want you to cum in me.”

“That’s my girl, you want my cum... don’t you... god you’re such a 
fucking slut,” my dad said with a smile.  

My heart almost burst with his words.  I loved it when he called me a 
slut.  Indeed, I was my daddy’s little slut alright, and proud of it!

“Ride me slut,” my dad demanded

I giggled a little in nervous anticipation.  Even though I’d been fucked 
by him quite a few times by now, there was still something about it that 
made my stomach flutter just a bit. It wasn't anything bad, it was more 
like I was nervous about pleasing him, about being as sexy as he expected 
me to be for him.  If there was one person I didn't want to disappoint 
sexually, it was my dad!

I reached between my legs and grabbed his hard cock like a long sausage 
and held it up against my wet pussy.  It wasn’t going to be easy with me 
down low like this so I sat up on my knees and then raised one leg so my 
foot was on the bed.   It gave him a great view of my wet cunt while his 
cock was just outside of it, ready to violate me in just a few more 
seconds.

“Mmmmmmm, I want it in me,” I murmured softly as I rubbed his cock had 
against my slippery pussy.  The best part was when the mushroom head 
would pass over my clit, making me shiver all over.  Using my free hand, 
I held my pussy lips apart as I pressed down on his hard daddy cock.

“Oh my god daddy” I cried out as he first started to penetrate me.  My 
dad’s cock was one of the larger ones that I’d ever had so far and it was 
always like he was splitting me in half when he first entered me.  My 
eyes looked down as I watched his swollen cock head disappear inside of 
me.  

Mmmmmmm, I loved to watch a cock when it first enters me and at the same 
time feel it as it fills my pussy.   There’s just something about SEEING 
it and FEELING it at the same time, trying to relate the incredible 
pleasure inside of me to the sight of it sliding in between my legs.

Once his dick head had pushed its way in, the rest of his hard shaft slid 
easily in behind it.  As his cock moved inside of me, the shaft rubbed 
against the walls of my pussy like a bow over the strings of a violin 
only instead of creating beautiful music, it stimulated the sensitive 
nerve endings resulting in the most incredible feelings of pleasure 
imaginable.  I could never get enough of these sensation; a guy could 
fuck me all day and I still can’t imagine being satisfied completely.

Looking back at my father and realizing that it was HIS cock that I could 
feel deep inside of me just made it all the more wonderful.   From the 
look on his face and the groans as I lowered myself onto his dick, he was 
enjoying it just as much!

“Jesus Christ, that feels so good!” he gasped, “You’re so fucking tight!”

Suddenly I stopped rocking on his cock and just sat still with his hard 
cock pulsing and throbbing deep inside of me.  He looked at me and asked, 
“Hey baby, something wrong?”

I squirmed a little bit around his cock before I answered. “Daddy, is it 
wrong for us to do this behind mom's back?”

“Don’t worry Kelly, I’ve been keeping your mom satisfied.  I’m sure she 
has no idea.”


Chapter 5 – Mom Joins In
========================

I couldn't hold back any longer.  I started to giggle which was the 
signal for my mom to enter the room from the hallway where she’d been 
watching us the whole time! My heart almost burst as I looked at her 
beautiful body, nude and looked positively gorgeous. 

My mom walked slowly over to the bed where I was sitting on top of my 
dad's stiff cock.  Seeing her nude lithe body at the same time I had her 
husband's hard cock buried in my horny pussy was almost enough to bring 
me to another orgasm right then and there! 

Mom looked at my dad and grinned.  “Well John, looks like you’re enjoying 
fucking our daughter.  Don’t you think it’s time for me to get involved?”

My dad had such a look of surprise on his face it was priceless!  Of 
course he knew that she knew about everything so he wasn’t embarrassed 
about the situation and he made no effort to do anything about fucking me 
in front of his wife.  Instead, he seemed to be just surprised by my 
mom’s unexpected appearance more than anything else.  Then I remembered 
that my mom had said they were going to wait another week before letting 
me know she knew.

My mom grinned at my dad and took his hand as she continued saying, 
“Sorry to surprise you dear, but I just couldn't any longer!”

My dad looked up at me, his cock still as hard as ever inside of me. Then 
his expression changed from one of surprise back to the lust that turned 
me on so much to see.  He reached out and grabbed my mom's bare ass, 
pulling her closer.

 “Well honey, if you really want her so bad, then what are you waiting 
for?”

My mind was racing the entire time they were talking to each other.  
Somehow I had the feeling my parents had set this whole thing up.  How 
far did their plan go? Was it just this or was everything back to the hot 
tub scene all some sort of plan on their part? Whatever it was, I guess 
it didn't really matter.  The end results were fine with me and I 
wondered what my mom would do next.

Well, my mom didn't hesitate to get involved, that’s for sure!  She 
quickly jumped in bed and straddled my dad's face, lowering her hairy 
pussy down to his waiting mouth and facing me as I started to rock on my 
dad's erect cock buried deep inside of me.

As my dad licked her pussy she kissed me and ran her hands all over my 
sweating body.  I loved the feel of her touching me, especially as she 
lingered over my boobs, touching my nipples lightly and sending tingles 
up my spine.  She also started to moan softly as my dad's talented tongue 
worked on her - I knew from my own recent experience just how good he 
was!

Then I saw my mom looking down at my crotch, staring at her husband’s 
cock in my pussy.  I realized that this must be a special time for her, 
the first time she’d seen her husband’s dick inside of her daughter’s 
pussy.  As a mother, how did this make her feel? It’s not like she had 
never seen him having sex with another girl but it was one thing to see 
him fuck her sister, while I was their only daughter.

“Oh Kelly, I’ve always dreamed of this... I’ve always wanted to see my 
daughter’s pussy filled with her father’s cock deep inside,“ she 
whispered in a husky voice. “I can’t believe I’m finally seeing it for 
real.”

I smiled at her, “Oh mom, it makes me feel so much better to have you 
here with us.”

“I love you Kelly,” she whispered, and then suddenly gasped as my dad 
must have hit an extra sensitive spot on her pussy, “Oh God John, that’s 
it, right there!”

“He’s a good pussy licker, isn’t he?” I said with a big grin on my face.

“Oh yeah!” she gasped.  Then she looked down at my crotch and back to me 
again.   “Tell me Kelly, how does it feels to have your father fuck you?”

I settled down on my dad’s dick and started to slowly swivel my hips in a 
circular fashion around his crotch, making his dick rub all over inside 
of me.  It was like I was stirring a pot or something except his dick was 
the ladle and my pussy was the hot and wet pot!

“Oh mom, I love the feeling as he enters me... he’s so big!” I squeezed 
my pussy down on his dick and gasped as I could feel my orgasm 
approaching.  “He fucks me so much better than the other boys... I can 
feel him deep inside of me.”

I raised myself up until he was just barely in me so she could get a 
better view.  She reached down to feel him and my pussy at the same time.  
I lowered myself back down on his cock, slowly so she could feel him 
sliding through her fingers as he entered me again. 

“That’s it Kelly... tell me more about how it feels to be fucked by your 
daddy,” she asked me again.

I gasped as her fingers played over my clit as I ground my horny pussy 
against his crotch with her fingers in between.

“Oh mom, you’re making me cum,” I said, barely able to get the words out, 
“Oh god mom I’m cumming!”

I threw my head back and closed my eyes as I ground my pussy onto his 
cock, driving it into me as deep as it would go.  Suddenly my pussy 
clamped down on his dick, gripping it so hard it wouldn't move in or out 
of me.

“Cum Kelly,” my mom encouraged me.

“God, you’re gonna flatten my cock!” my dad cried out, not entirely 
joking as my pussy squeezed even tighter around him.

I leaned back until I was holding myself up with my arms as I came all 
over his cock, drenching his crotch with my pussy cum as waves of lust 
and pleasure cascade through me. My mom had seen me fuck other boys 
before (although they didn't know it!) but this was the first time she’d 
been right up next to me and for it to be my dad’s cock that she saw 
buried up in me, it had to be an incredibly erotic experience for her as 
well.

Sure enough, it wasn't long before she was cumming as well.  I’d seen her 
cum while she as masturbating but I’d never been with her when she was 
with my dad so this was special for me as well.  She cried out loud – one 
thing I learned early in my childhood was my mom was quite the moaner 
when it came to sex!  They may have kept the door closed but the walls 
were thin enough to let me hear most of what was going on.  If anything, 
seeing my mom cumming on my dad’s face just revived my orgasm, which had 
been starting to drop from its peak, and I was cumming hard again!

How my dad kept from letting loose during all this was beyond me.  To 
have his wife and daughter both on top of him, his wife’s pussy on his 
face and his cock nestled in his daughter’s pussy must have been 
incredibly hot for him.  I felt so good inside, knowing how good I was 
making my dad feel.  This was what I really wanted more than anything – 
to please him and do whatever he wanted for him!

My mom’s orgasm was waning and she moved off his face and laid on the bed 
next to my dad.  She kept touching herself though and I knew how she must 
be feeling, wanting to keep her pussy going.

“Fuck her John,” she whispered to him, “Show me how you fuck our 
daughter!”

My dad grinned and reached out for my hips.  He lifted me up and I 
followed his lead and moved off of his cock.  His head pulled through my 
pussy hole and then suddenly my pussy was empty and suddenly I felt like 
crying at the emptiness.  It wasn't to stay that way for long, though, as 
my dad flipped me over on my back and spread my legs apart.  With one 
last look at his wife, he lowered himself over me and without even using 
his hands, pushed his cock up against my pussy. It was too high at first 
and so he let it slide down my pussy slit until it was just in the right 
place and then he pushed it quickly back inside of me.

I was so wet and already a bit stretched out from having in me just a few 
seconds before that he easily slid all the way into me.  He held himself 
up and off of me with his arms as his hips swung in and out to drive his 
dick in and out of my hungry cunt.

“That’s it John,” my mom called to him as she masturbated while she 
watched, “fuck her... fuck the little slut.”

I think that was the first time my mom had ever called me a slut.  My 
dad, on the other hand, used it all the time and his favorite pet name 
for me was “my little slut”.  With my dad, I loved to hear him call me 
that because it made me feel good for him to treat me sexy.  When my mom 
called me that, though, I realized she meant it – she thought I was 
really a slut!  Cool!

My dad leaned back and lifted my legs up and over his shoulders.  He 
twisted me around enough so my mom had an open view of my ass and his 
cock as it fucked my pussy. I could tell from the way his cock was 
swelling even more in me and from his hips thrusting upward faster and 
faster, driving himself even deeper into me, that dad was really getting 
turned on and was going to cum at any moment.

“Quick mom! He’s going to cum - mouth or pussy?”

It was a rather surreal thing to ask your mother, THAT was for sure, but 
it made me feel so slutty and sexy to ask her that.  My mom thought for 
just a moment, obviously distracted by her hand on her pussy as she 
watched us. “Swallow his cum girl.  Show me what you can do.”

My dad took the hint and after a few more strokes to get himself at the 
edge he slipped his cock out of me and immediately moved up and kneeled 
beside my head, holding his took his rigid wet cock just above my mouth.  
I opened wide and he pushed it into my mouth, letting me taste the 
wetness and flavor of my pussy all over it!  

He pulled it back out and started to stroke his dick, holding it just an 
inch or so above my waiting mouth.  He had never done it this way before 
but rather would let me suck on him until he came.  Then I realized what 
he was doing – putting on a show for my mom.  He must have wanted her to 
see him spray his cum into my mouth so she could see me actually taking 
his cum.  Now I really felt like a slut, or some whore in one of his porn 
films! Well, so long as I was my daddy’s whore, that was fine with me.

It didn’t take much before he tensed up and began to shoot his cum into 
my mouth.  My mom could see that he was cumming and encouraged me.

“That’s it Kelly, keep it all in your mouth.  Take your daddy’s cum for 
me!”

The first couple of shots hit my mouth on target, covering my tongue with 
sperm.  He must have been having a hard time keeping his aim once he 
started cumming, though, as the next couple missed and landed on my cheek 
and chin. After that he let me suck on him as the remaining few loads 
discharged directly into my mouth.

I looked over at my mom as I kept my lips sealed tight around his jerking 
cock, feeling the final few loads of his hot cum I my mouth.  He kept 
cumming though and I couldn't believe how much cum he had! Finally he was 
done and laid there with a big grin on my face and a mouthful of his cum, 
some of which was now dripping from the corners of my mouth to join that 
which he had hit my face with. 

My mom stopped playing with herself and rolled over to kiss me.  When our 
mouths were joined I spit his cum into her waiting mouth. My dad was 
totally mesmerized by the sight of his wife and daughter trading his cum 
between them.  Totally spent, he just laid back in bed watching and 
stroked his now softening cock as my mom gave me a huge hug. Even though 
I had felt her nude body against mine many times since I was a small 
child, somehow the feel of her breasts against me was so much erotic now.

“It’s my turn now,” she whispered softly to me.

I wasn't sure what she meant at first – was it her turn to be fucked by 
my dad? As excited as he might have been, I doubted he would be ready for 
a little while yet.  One thing about young boys – they keep on going but 
when you get to be my dad’s age I guess that stamina is one of those 
things that drops off.  I was wrong, though, as I soon realized what she 
had in mind!

My mom kissed me one last time and then began to kiss my face and neck, 
licking the cum from my face as she did.  Then she slowly worked her way 
down my body, kissing and licking almost every square inch of me as she 
worked her way towards my lower body.  Her hair fell over her face and I 
could feel it tickling me as her tongue caressed me and flickered over my 
stomach and lower body.  As she neared my crotch, she moved between my 
legs and started to lick the inner sides of my thighs and I thought I had 
died and gone to heaven! That was nothing, though, to what she was about 
to do to me.

I’d never been licked by a woman before and so as my mom’s tongue worked 
its way slowly to my pussy, I was a little nervous.  That all disappeared 
once she went to work.  Oh my god!!! I had NEVER felt anything like it 
before.  As a woman, my mom knew exactly where to touch me, where to lick 
me, how to make me feel absolutely incredible.  Her tongue seemed to know 
exactly what I wanted, exactly how I wanted her to touch me.  She knew 
when to be fast, when to be slow, when to lick hard and when to let her 
tongue flutter lightly over me. 

Needless to say, it wasn't long before I orgasmed again, except this time 
it was like comparing a tsunami to ripple on a pond. My hips thrust up 
against her face and I began to bounce on the bed like I was having a 
seizure.  My breasts felt like they were swelling up and my nipples felt 
like they would burst.  I actually screamed out with pleasure and 
thankfully the windows were shut or someone might have been calling the 
police!

Finally it was like I couldn't take any more and I begged her to stop as 
I tried to push her head away from my pussy.  Who would have thought I 
would EVER ask someone to stop?!  She was relentless, though, and refused 
to listen to my pleading.  My eyes were open but it was like looking down 
a long tunnel as everything as out of focus and it was like I going 
blind.  I couldn't worry about it, I was too overwhelmed with everything 
else happening to me.  My pussy usually gushes when I cum hard but this 
time it was like I was releasing a flood.

For a moment I thought I was going to the bathroom but then I saw it was 
my cum that was all over my mom’s face and hair.   Just when I thought 
she was going to have mercy on me, she thrust two fingers up inside of my 
pussy and I was off to the races again as her mouth gripped my clit 
between her lips.

How long this went on, I have no idea.  I honestly didn't think I could 
go on any more and I just laid there motionless, my mom’s tongue still 
flickering over my pussy slowly but deliberately. Sensing my total 
surrender, my mom lifted her head up and moved along side of me, holding 
me in her arms.

“I love you Kelly,” she said softly in my ear.

At that moment, I was sure she did! It took a few minute for my breathing 
to slow and my entire body felt like I had just finished a complete 
workout by some sadistic trainer. I could have laid there the rest of the 
day, just feeling the aftermath of this incredible orgasm.  My mom, 
though, had other ambitions.

“Your turn dear,” she said with a grin, “One good orgasm deserves another 
you know.”

God, she wanted me to move?  Somehow I managed to get up and as I did, I 
looked down at my mom.  My exhaustion disappeared as I took in her 
beautiful body.  My only hope was that I had inherited the genes that 
made this woman look like someone at least ten years younger than her.  
Her large breast weren’t as firm as they were when she was a teenager, 
but they still held their own and her nipples were several times the size 
of mine.  Her stomach was as flat as mine, thanks to endless workouts at 
the gym, and her legs would have been good enough to be on the Dallas 
Cowboy Cheerleader squad.

Then there was her pussy.  She had never shaved it in her life although 
she trimmed it as needed for her bikinis.  It was dark dense thatch of 
curly black pubic hair and it looked incredible sexy.  I realized then 
that that was where my face was going to be in just a few moments and my 
pussy throbbed at the thought of it.

“Show your dad what you can do to your mom,” she encouraged me.

Damn! I’d never tasted another girl’s pussy and here I was about to take 
my own mother's cunt in my face!  After what she had just done to me, 
needless to say I was concerned that I wouldn't do it well enough but I 
would give it my best.

I maneuvered between her legs so my head was between her smooth firm 
thighs.  I looked at her hairy cunt, still glistening from my dad’s 
licking and her playing with it, open and waiting for her daughter to 
taste.  With a deep breath, I lowered my face to her crotch, running my 
tongue around her. I’d never tasted another pussy other than own and she 
tasted so sweet with a scent that was strong and musky. Her hair tickled 
my nose as I licked her clit and pushed my tongue as far into her as I 
could. My mother loved it and so did I.

“That’s it Kelly... lick your mother’s cunt... Mmmmmmm, taste my pussy.”

I ran my tongue around her clit which was all hard and swollen by now. 
Then took it in my mouth, tugging softly on it. My mom let out a load 
moan as her hips raised up to meet me. 

“Oh my god!” she moaned, “I love that soooooo much! Look John, see our 
daughter sucking my clit? Damn she’s good!”

Her moans kept increasing and I looked up to see my dad started to play 
with her boobs, sucking on her nipples one by one. She grabbed his now 
reviving cock with one hand and pushed my head into her tighter with the 
other. When she finally came her hips bucked so hard that she almost 
pushed me off the bed! I could only hope hers was half as intense as mine 
had been! She gasped and moaned.

“Don’t quit, make me cum again! Oh god I want to cum again soooooo 
badly!”

Following her example, I inserted my fingers into her pussy and sucked on 
her hard clit until her orgasm caused her to cry out in pleasure.  My 
mouth as feeling a little soar but I didn't want to quit until she was 
satisfied.

Finally, without a word she pulled me up to her and I laid on one side of 
her while my dad was on the other, both of us kissing her and fondling 
her.  I pushed up against her until my still sensitive crotch was against 
her hip while I saw my dad’s cock was nice and hard again, laying against 
her stomach.  For a moment I thought about how it would feel to have him 
back in me again but I wasn't sure how much more I could take at one 
time.


Chapter 6 – An Incestual Lifestyle
==================================

Well, you could say our concept of family night was now a bit different 
than it had been in the past.  Just teasing...! Actually, it was only on 
rare occasions that we were a three-some as I preferred to be with one or 
the other.  As time went on, I had sex with my dad at least 90% of the 
time as compared to my mom.  I guess that is to be expected – my dad used 
me when he needed me and do men ever get enough sex?

In contrast, when my mom came to me for sex it was usually when she felt 
an deep emotional need more so than a physical one.  Even though the two 
of us rarely did anything together, she seemed to enjoy watching me and 
my dad so I always made it a point to try to fuck my dad in front of her 
whenever possible.   Trust me, she enjoyed it.

Usually instead of getting directly involved, one of us would watch the 
other two and either masturbate or take pictures and/or video.  We’ve 
developed quite a library of tapes (and then DVDs) over the years and our 
“special” photo album is especially hot! Sometimes I like to look back, 
especially at the early ones from those early days when I was just 
sixteen and it was all so new to me.  Years later, when I look at them I 
can’t help but marvel at how young and small I look in them!

There will always be those people who say that incest is bad and to be 
honest, for the most part I agree with them.  Yet in truth, there are two 
types of incest – child molestation and true family love.  Virtually 
everything you see and read about incest is really just child abuse which 
is called incest because technically it involves family members.  When I 
talk about incest, it is a much different concept.  In my family, incest 
has brought us together in ways that would never have been possible 
otherwise.

Forgive me for maybe pushing a point, but I want to emphasize that I have 
NEVER regretted anything I’ve done sexually with my parents for even one 
moment.  If there is any regret it would have to be that we didn’t do it 
sooner.  In fact, I wish my dad had been the one to take my virginity! 
Who better to be with for your first time than your own father? 

To my future husband, be forewarned! Getting married doesn’t change me 
from being his daughter and a daughter has obligations to fulfill.  Thus 
I intend to keep letting my dad fuck me even after I get married so be 
prepared! In any case it shouldn't so bad since he will have his own 
opportunities.  After all, how many guys get to fuck their sexy mother-
in-law?

THE END