Subject:     Our First Family Orgy 
Story Codes: MF FF MFFFFF oral inc father mother daughter aunt uncle 
Diary 
Date:        July 4, 2004 
Author:      Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>

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Summary
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Sorry - the title is a bit of a tease so right off I want to be sure that 
everyone understands that when I say “orgy”, I simply mean my parents, 
aunt, cousin and I were all together at the same time, not some weird or 
kinky group thing like you would see in a porn movie.  The one thing that 
made it especially interesting for me was it was also when I found out 
that my dad had been doing my cousin while I was at college!

Before anyone gets the wrong impression, I want to be clear that 
something like this does NOT happen very often in our family.  For me, 
having sex with my mom is a very different experience compared to being 
with my dad.  Needless to say, the times I’m with my aunt and cousin are 
unique as well.  Actually, our group “activities” are really more to 
please my dad than anything else.  Can you blame him for wanting four 
women all to himself?

Table of Contents
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   Chapter 1 - A Bit of Family History  
   Chapter 2 - How I Started With My Aunt Linda  
   Chapter 3 - Growing Up With My Cousin Kristi  
   Chapter 4 - 4th of July Picnic  
   Chapter 5 - After the Party


Chapter 1 - A Bit of Family History
===================================

My Aunt Linda is my mother's younger sister by two years.  She and her 
only child (my cousin Kristi) live nearby and as a result, they 
practically live at our house.  Aunt Linda was divorced when her jerk of 
a husband demanded that she choose between him and her family.  It was 
really unfair of him to put her in that position.  After all, it’s not 
like she hid anything from him.  She’d told him all about her 
relationship with my mom and dad well before they were married and if 
anything, he claimed to be excited about being allowed to be with my mom 
once they were hitched.  Alas, some men’s egos are just too big and his 
jealousy finally overwhelmed him to the point he demanded that my aunt 
stop having sex with her brother-in-law.  Really, what choice did that 
leave my aunt but to divorce him?

Kristi was only a couple of years old at the time and has no memories of 
her real father so in many ways my dad is the only “father” she has ever 
known.  Growing up, I’d no idea that my dad was doing my aunt although 
looking back I probably should’ve figured it out. In my own defense, why 
would I have even suspected that they were doing it? My aunt is a realtor 
and dresses pretty sharp (some would say slutty but that’s their 
opinion).  Although we would never qualify as nudist, it’s not like 
nudity was something we hid either, especially in the hot tub and out on 
the deck.  So seeing my aunt around the house in little or no clothing 
was just something she did, not something that would cause me to think 
anything else.  It wasn’t until I started having sex with my parents that 
my mom informed me about the true relationship they had shared since they 
were barely teenagers.


Chapter 2 - How I Started With My Aunt Linda
============================================

I first had sex with my aunt just over three years ago, not long after I 
started doing my parents.  Actually, I’d it with her before my mom 
“introduced” me to my aunt but at the time I didn’t let on.  Here’s what 
happened...

One evening Aunt Linda stopped by to see my mom.  I was surprised to see 
her as someone must have mixed up their schedule.  My mom had been 
planning all week to get her hair done and she just left.  Even though 
she wouldn’t be home for several hours, my aunt decided to hand around 
and so she joined me in the family room where I was watching TV.

I couldn't help but notice her outfit as she sat in the loveseat across 
from me.  It was a typical “Aunt Linda outfit” as my dad would have 
described it.  She was wearing a sharp fitted jacket with a tight cami 
underneath.  The dark jacket gave it a “business” look but the low cut, 
skin tight cami underneath made you wonder just what “business” she as 
in!  The outline of her bra was clearly visible - when you’re in your 
late 30’s some things become necessities whether you like it or not.  A 
matching skirt and heels completed the outfit.  The skirt was a few 
inches shorter than what most women would have considered “decent” but my 
aunt had incredible legs and loved to show them off.

Sitting on the loveseat, she crossed her legs which had the effect of 
pulling her skirt practically up to her ass! She was wearing sheer black 
pantyhose, the type you don’t wear panties underneath, which accentuated 
her lean legs even more.  She was wearing her hair shorter again.  After 
a year of shoulder-length hair I guess she was fed up with the 
maintenance.  As always, her makeup was perfectly applied and if anyone 
didn't know her I was sure they would have thought her to be five to ten 
years younger than she was.

As for me, it was early in the evening but with no plans to go anywhere 
I’d already changed into my favorite night outfit - a simple t-shirt and 
nothing else.  The t-shirt was just long enough to cover my butt when I 
was standing so when I was on the couch with my legs curled up under me, 
it never stood a chance of covering my ass nor was it expected to.

It really didn't matter what I wore, or didn't wear, around the house 
anyway. The only reason I was wearing anything at all was that I felt 
uncomfortable running around the house nude, not to mention it just 
seemed more proper to wear SOMETHING for a bit of protection.  I felt 
vulnerable for some reason with nothing on at all when I was just hanging 
around.

We’d been watching TV for a bit when my aunt looked across the room at me 
and ruefully shook her head.

“You know Kelly,” she remarked, “I’ve known you since you were born and I 
just can’t believe how much you’ve grown up!’

Then she grinned naughtily and said in a lower voice, “I even use to 
change your diapers, you know.  Hmmm... from what I’m seeing you 
obviously aren’t wearing them anymore.’

She laughed a bit at that which made me think about how my bare ass was 
hanging out pretty much in full view.  The material tended to ride up on 
me whenever I moved around on the couch and it wouldn't have surprised me 
if she had even gotten a glimpse of my pussy a few times.  Well, like she 
said, she had known me all my life so it wasn't like it was something she 
had never seen! Even so I tried. with a marked lack of success, to pull 
my T-shirt down a bit without being obvious about it.  Aunt Linda wasn't 
fooled at my feigned shyness and she just laughed at my efforts.

“Oh Kelly,” she teased, “Don’t worry about it.  After all, there’s 
nothing I haven't seen before...  although you DO look a lot more grown 
these days.’

It WAS pretty silly of me when I thought about it.  Heck, Kristi and I 
had been playing in the hot tub, naked as the day we were born, with her 
and my parents as long as I could remember.  We may not FLAUNT nudity in 
my home, but we aren’t terribly shy about it either.  Like most things in 
life, there’s a time and place for everything.  The hot tub and deck were 
places where it was expected that you didn't wear clothes while sitting 
on the couch watching TV wasn't really the proper place to be naked.  I 
DID have to wonder a bit though as my aunt had never really made any 
direct remarks about me in this way before which probably explained why I 
instinctively reacted the way I had.

Aunt Linda saw my hesitation in replying and tried to put me at ease.

“I’m so sorry girl,” she said in a soft voice, “I hope I’m not making you 
uncomfortable talking this way.  I just figured we could be more open 
these days with other.’

Then she looked at me with her eyes narrowed, as if she was studying me 
to figure something out.  “Ummmmm, you DO know that your mom tells me all 
about your little escapades... don’t you?’

My eyes widened at that remark which told her the answer right off 
without me saying a word.  Damn, just how much of my private sex life had 
my mom been sharing with her sister these past couple of years? If my 
aunt knew about me, did my mom knew all the things my cousin had done! I 
mean, Kristi may make me look like a virgin in comparison but then, she 
didn't care who knew either.  Well, it really didn't matter to me either 
so long as it was limited to what I did with my boyfriends.  As close as 
they were, I couldn't imagine my mom telling her anything about me and my 
dad.  Yes, in retrospect it was sort of stupid of me to think that at the 
time it still would have been quite as a surprise!

“And yes,” she chuckled, seeing my discomfort, “I know ALL about your new 
adventures with your parents; and it’s about time is all I can say!’

Considering she had been what, twelve when her father had first done it 
with her, I guess from her perspective I WAS a little late getting into 
the game but still, it wasn’t like I was some naïve virgin or anything. 
My first time was back when I was fourteen and I’d over a half dozen 
notches on my chastity belt already so it wasn’t like I was some virtuous 
young maiden.  Still, it DID seem a bit odd to hear your aunt make such 
comment.  It was almost as if she was blaming me for it taking so long to 
let my dad do me.  OK, so technically I WAS at fault and I felt guilty 
enough about it as it was so she didn't have to rub it in!

Aunt Linda sat up and looked me in the eyes.  “You know, I’m glad your 
mom’s not home tonight.  I’ve been hoping for a chance to talk with you 
privately about what you’ve been up to lately.”

She hesitated a second as if to see if I would react or not, and then 
continued, “I mean, you DO know that your grandpa was doing your mom and 
me when we were your age, don’t you?’

Actually, I did know about that but some things are better kept to 
yourself so I gave her what I hoped was look of astonishment and she 
grinned and laughed just a bit.

“Me and my sister, as in YOUR mom, have been close in more ways than one 
since junior high,” she explained, not realizing my mom had told me 
pretty much the same story.  I was curious, though, to hear it from her 
perspective.

She continued saying, “We still do it but not nearly as much as when we 
were teenagers, of course.” Then she gave a sinister grin and asked, “So 
do you know what we always wanted growing up?’

THAT was certainly a wide open question and I wasn't going to touch it so 
I just shook my head and waited for her to tell me.

“We always wished that we had a brother to fuck us,” she confessed, “Do 
you ever wish you had one?’

Actually, that WAS one of my fantasies although I could never decide 
whether I wanted an older brother who would be more mature or a younger 
one where I would be in the driver’s seat.  Either way, I would have been 
happy.  Rather than go off into a discussion about my own fantasies, 
though, I just nodded and kept my silence, encouraging her to continue.

“Well, we may not have had a brother but your dad was the next best 
thing.  Did you mom tell you that he fucked me before he did her?” she 
giggled as if she was revealing something she shouldn’t.  “Knowing Mary, 
I bet she didn’t!’

Now that WAS something my mom hadn’t told me.  I knew she and her sister 
were a bit competitive but this was obviously a sore point with my mom or 
she would have told me.  My mom distinctly told me that she was with my 
dad first and that my aunt had barged in later.  Who was telling the 
truth? Somehow it wouldn't have surprised me if my aunt hadn’t led the 
way.  Just as her daughter Kristi was a lot wilder and more adventuresome 
than me, my aunt always seemed to be more outgoing than my mom.  Maybe 
that’s why my mom became an RN whereas my aunt is a highly successful 
realtor?

My aunt went on to tell me a number of other things I wasn't aware of.  I 
had always thought my mom shared everything with me, as I did with her, 
but apparently there were a few gaps.  I don’t think it was something 
deliberate but rather an oversight on her part.  After all, doesn’t 
everyone remember the past with a bit of bias or spin? My dad’s a lawyer 
and one thing he has always claimed is that the worst witness is an eye-
witness.  If you have more than one then you get more than one story!

The most interesting part for me was her explanation of what had happened 
between her and her ex-husband.  I knew he had issues with her sexual 
preferences but again, there were some interesting twists that I hadn’t 
been aware of.  My mom had told me that she had told him about what they 
did with my dad and their father but she claimed that Linda’s husband had 
been OK with it at first.  

Well, according to my aunt he wasn't ever totally on-board with the 
issue.  Her mistake was assuming that as a typical horny male, once he 
got involved her sister that his own lust would override any issues he 
had with her activities.  It wasn't like she was expecting him to be a 
swinger or anything; if anything quite the opposite! Sex outside of 
marriage has always been an absolute forbidden in our family so she 
figured being able to fuck both her and her sister would be a positive 
motivator for him.

Then she revealed something that was the biggest surprise for me so far.  
Once they got married he refused to even discuss sex with anyone else so 
my mother had gone to him privately and offered herself to him, sort of 
an effort to break the ice, so to speak.  Surprisingly, he actually went 
along with it but then she found out that it was only because he thought 
that they were going to have an affair - just a month after he had taken 
his marriage vows.  It wasn't the sex itself that was the issue, it was 
the secrecy and intent that made both my mom and aunt so pissed off.

Needless to say, THAT didn't happen by my mom did try to encourage him to 
join in my dad and basically swap sisters.  She was shocked when he 
freaked and afterwards he wouldn't talk to my mom for the longest time. 
One day my aunt came home from being at my parent’s house and he could 
smell the strong odor sex on her.  It was the final straw for him and for 
a moment my aunt was fearful he would get violent.  It was then that my 
aunt had to choose between him and her family.  Well, that wasn't really 
a choice so far as she was concerned - family always comes first.  A 
short while later she divorced him, keeping Kristi to raise on her own. 

Without a father of her own, Kristi and I grew up more as sisters than 
cousins, and shared many experiences.  We both lost our virginity when we 
were fourteen (two years apart) and we both had a great sex life although 
it was strictly guys for the both if us.  In general, we shared most 
everything with each other until I started having sex with my parents at 
sixteen.  For some reason I decided to not tell Kristi as it just seemed 
like it was a private thing between me and my parents.  As crazy as 
Kristi was, I wasn't sure how she would react to incest, especially with 
someone she all but considered to be her own father.

Anyway, back to my aunt... 

“Kelly,” she said and then hesitated as if she wasn't sure whether or not 
she should continue.  I sat there silently, hoping she would continue but 
wondering what was going to come out.

“Your mom told her that she and your dad have finally started having sex 
with you,” she repeated.  Again, she hesitated as if unsure she should 
continue but this time a look of determination came to her face and she 
took a deep breath before resuming.

“I was wondering, well more like hoping, that now that you know about my 
relationship with your parents that you might be willing to include me.  
After all, do you really believe that your mom forgot that I was coming 
over tonight?’

I looked at her and she smiled gently at me.  Was she telling me the 
truth or just telling me what I wanted to hear so I would go along?

“Your mom and I talked about this and she thought it might be easier if 
she was gone when we had this little discussion.’

“Ummmmm, what do you mean by “little discussion” exactly?” I asked her.

It seemed a little suspicious to me that my mom would do such a thing 
without telling me.  Yet when there is something you WANT to believe, it 
is a lot easier to believe it and I wanted to believe what she was saying 
was true.

Aunt Linda took a REALLY deep breath this time and then softly whispered 
to me, “About you and me being together.  I mean having sex together.’

Wow, like THAT was not what I’d been expecting to hear when I woke up 
this morning! As I have mentioned already, for someone twice my age my 
Aunt Linda was very pretty, actually you could say she was HOT.  Although 
having sex with her wasn't something I’d thought about before, it 
certainly wasn’t something that turned me off when I considered it.  Not 
quite sure how to respond, I just sat there as she moved over to sit on 
the couch next to me.  She slowly leaned over and then gently kissed me 
on the lips for the first time ever.

At first it wasn’t that much different than any other time she had kissed 
me other than instead of on the cheek it was on my lips.  Her full lips 
pressing tightly against mine.  As the pressure increased, I felt her 
lips part as her tongue reached out and touched my lips, which were still 
tight together.  I felt almost like a young girl making out with her 
boyfriend for the first time! As if on autopilot, my lips opened and my 
tongue met hers just inside of my mouth and she flicked hers playfully 
against mine.  My heart was pounding as our kiss intensified and I could 
feel her breath against my face as she breathed through her nose.

I’d kissed my mom like this before but other than that, never with a 
girl.  A girl kissing her mom isn’t exactly what I would call an act of 
lesbianism, even if it went beyond what most people would consider 
appropriate.  This time, however, I was with an older woman and I 
couldn't rationalize it as a simple mother-daughter “thing’.  For the 
first time in my life, I was kissing another woman out of lust.  That’s 
lesbianism by any definition of the word but I was loving it!

We continued to kiss passionately for a while and then I felt my aunt's 
start to run her hands delicately over me and then they found their way 
under my t-shirt.  I tensed at first when she cupped my breast, hating 
myself for reacting that way.  It was almost like the first time a boy 
had touched them, that sensation you get when you do something for the 
first time.  No matter how much you enjoy it later, there is never 
another “first” time for anything and I knew I would remember this moment 
of the rest of my life.

That night you could say I got to know my Aunt in a whole new way.  She 
quickly stripped out of her clothes, even her heels (be real - only porn 
stars and whores keep on their heels when they have sex!).  Next thing I 
knew my aunt was standing in front of me in nothing but her birthday suit 
and god did she look hot! Over the years I’d seen her naked more times 
than I could ever count but somehow this was different.  Before she had 
been naked, now she was nude.  Before she had just been my aunt, now she 
was a potential lover.  Before she had boobs and a pussy but they were 
just anatomy; now I couldn't wait to taste them!

At first I wasn’t quite sure what to expect when she crawled between my 
legs and lowered her head slowly down to my pussy.  What followed next 
can only be described as incredible! I would NEVER dare tell my mom this, 
but when my aunt licked my pussy it made me feel like nothing I’d ever 
experienced before!  With my mom, it certainly felt great but it really 
meant more to me that it was my mom doing it to me than anything else.  
Aunt Linda, on the other hand, was just physically intoxicating!

By now I was so horny and wet it that a quick orgasm was inevitable and 
sure enough, it was only a few minutes before I felt my heartbeat begin 
to race and the pressure inside of me began to build. It’s like when you 
have to go to the bathroom REALLY bad and you can’t think of anything 
else except in this case I didn't need to piss, I needed to CUM.  When my 
mom licked me, I would cum hard but it was as much from the overwhelming 
emotions that were flooding me as her technique.  With my aunt, it was 
all about her mouth and tongue. All these years I’d known her and never 
had I dreamed she could make me feel this way!

I get asked many times how it feels to have an orgasm.  If you haven’t 
had one, I don’t know how I could possible do it justice in words.  Of 
course they come in varying degrees of intensity, everything from a light 
tingle to full blown out-of-body type experience.  For me, the biggest 
factor is not so much what is being done to me physically, but more the 
emotional aspect.  Who is doing me, where, and why can overcome even the 
lamest guys attempts.  The ultimate, of course, is when the emotional 
high crests with the physical which was what was happening with me now 
with my aunt.  Emotionally, knowing my own aunt, my mother’s sister, was 
licking me and tasting me was incredible by itself.  The fact she was 
extremely talented as well resulted in an orgasm of epic proportions - 
and more than one to boot before the evening was over!

After making me cum to the point of exhaustion, it was time to trade 
positions and now it was my turn to show off my talents to my aunt.  
Unfortunately, the only pussy I’d ever licked before was my mom’s and of 
course she was happy with whatever I did.  It was like bringing home a 
painting from first grade - she loved it no matter how awful it was.  I 
was actually a little nervous as I nestled in between her legs and the 
realization of what I was about to do sunk in.  God, after the fantastic 
job she had done on me, what if I turned out to be a disappointment for 
her?

Evening had transformed to night by now and the only light in the room 
was the flickering of the TV screen.  I looked up at her as she lifted 
her head to see what I was doing.  Our eyes met and she winked at me, 
probably trying to calm my nerves.  I put one arm under her leg and 
rested the other on top of the other and then rubbed my cheek against her 
soft thigh.  She must have just shaved as her skin was silky soft without 
a trace of hair or stubble.

My face was only inches from her crotch and I could see it glistening in 
the soft light with the wetness of her lust.  I could also smell her - 
that distinct pussy odor a woman gets when she is horny.  Guys don’t seem 
to smell it as distinctly as girls do which makes me wonder where on the 
evolutionary trail something went wrong.  You would have thought it would 
have been just the opposite to where the male of the species would be 
attracted by the female scent. This seems to work for other species but 
in humans the men seem to be a bit deficient. I can be with a group of 
girls and if one of us is really horny, ALL of us know it whereas the 
guys just stand there like nothing is going on!

Like my mom, my aunt’s pussy was pretty hairy.  I guess it’s a 
generational thing.  Honestly, I think a bare pussy on a woman almost 
forty years old is a bit like mom’s trying to dress up like Britney 
Spears when they take their daughters to a concert.  I reached for her 
pussy and softly caressed the coarse hair that covered it.  It wasn’t 
like a guy’s pubic hair, but rather more soft and nice to touch. My 
fingers ran through it and I could feel the wetness of her pussy on my 
fingertips as I passed by her pussy hole. I pushed the hair out of the 
way from her slit and then with two fingers, spread her pussy apart to 
expose her little clit.

“That’s it Kelly,” she whispered down to me, “Suck my clit... Take it in 
your mouth.’

It was physically no different than when I licked my mom yet somehow it 
WAS different.  Being her niece, I wasn't a complete stranger yet at the 
same time it wasn't like I was her daughter either.  This was the closest 
I’d ever come to doing what I would have labeled an act of lesbianism and 
for a moment I hesitated but only for a moment.  I reached out with my 
tongue and began to eat out my aunt’s pussy, as my dad would say.

“Oh yes, lick it faster,” she moaned.  One thing I learned quickly with 
my aunt was that she was a lot louder than her sister when it came to 
sex! When she wasn't exhorting me to lick her and eat her, she was 
moaning like a porn star in a cheap movie!

When she came I was both excited to taste her and proud that I was able 
to make her feel so good.  Yes indeed, my aunt was quite the trash talker 
and when she came it was a non-stop litany of four letter words and 
graphic descriptions of how she felt and what she wanted.  Some people, I 
guess, really get off from that sort of thing.  As for me, I can take it 
or leave it - preferably the latter.

Later, when we had finished and laid there holding each other’s nude warm 
body close, I asked her how she had gotten to be so good at licking 
pussy.

“Well, let’s just say practice makes perfect.” she said in a sly voice.  
I would have given anything to know just who it was she had been 
practicing with but I didn't have the nerve to ask.  Was it just my mom? 
My aunt was divorced and free to date whomever she wanted - and according 
to Kristi she dated quite a bit; but I’d never heard any mention of 
girls.

She left before my mom came home, making me promise not to say anything 
to my mom.  I knew my mom was due home any minute so to provide an alibi 
for the odor in our family room I began to masturbate on the couch.  It’s 
not like it was a chore or anything! I was so sensitive from doing it 
with my aunt that I easily made myself cum before my mom returned.  

When she came through the basement door (our garage is at basement level 
due to the typical Pittsburgh hill we live on), I saw she tried not to 
disturb me, thinking most likely that to ignore me would be best when I 
was in that frame of mind.  I almost burst out laughing when she grabbed 
a can of air freshener and gave it a spurt.  I would have had a hard time 
explaining why I used it otherwise!

After that night, my aunt and I got together now and then, but it wasn’t 
a frequent thing by any means.  Fortunately it wasn't long before my 
mother “introduced” me to my aunt sexually so I didn't have to worry 
about keeping up the facade. A couple of times she even joined in with me 
and my parents but that was really rare.  Mostly we just have fun at her 
house when Kristi wasn’t around.  I could only imagine what my cousin 
would say if she knew what I was doing with her mom!

Despite the hints of a lesbian side to her, my aunt seemed especially 
fond of fucking my dad more than me or even my mom.  It wasn't unusual 
for her to drop by just to be fucked by him, something she never did with 
me. 

Now that I was aware of what she and my dad were REALLY doing, Aunt Linda 
dropped all pretense of hiding anything and if anything, became quite 
blatant about it, as if to compensate for having to hide things in the 
years prior.  Now, instead of leaving the room with a backwards glance to 
see if my dad was following, they would just do it in the family room, 
leaving my mom and I to try and watching TV in the same room.

Personally, I think she gets off from the fact we are there, watching her 
fuck our father and husband without any shame or remorse.  My mom is 
really cool about it and if anything, typically just rolls her eyes and 
shakes her head at her younger sister’s antics.  I have a feeling that 
this was the way things had been back in high school for her with her 
sister trying to keep up with her exploits.  On RARE occasions she would 
join in with them and of course, now and then I got to get in on the 
action as well!


Chapter 3 - Growing Up With My Cousin Kristi
============================================

For the next three years or so, this was the story with me and my Aunt.  
Actually, I think I was more of a “toy” for my aunt than anything else, 
someone different but not at the top of her priority list.  Except for a 
few time that I could probably count on one hand, anyone watching the two 
of us would think we were your typical aunt and niece, a little sluttier 
perhaps than average, but nothing that different.

In the meantime, her daughter Kristi and I were slowly forming a 
relationship that was going beyond the “normal” cousin-to-cousin bond.  
Really, it all began in my grandparent's hayloft one summer day when we 
watched each other masturbate for the first time.  It wasn't like I 
didn't know she did it, it was just not something we had openly shared 
before.  It also marked the first time I deliberately masturbated for the 
purpose of letting someone else watch me and I found the exhibitionism to 
be almost as erotic as what my finger was doing to me.  It wasn't the 
first time someone had seen me - my parents had been around countless 
times as I grew up but I never did it for their viewing pleasure, they 
just happened to be in the same room.

As we got older, we would sometimes double date and even shared a few 
boyfriends.  On rare occasions we had had sex together with one or two 
guys but it was strictly heterosexual. We never did anything with each 
other physically other than maybe a quick kiss just to tease the guys a 
little bit.  We both knew they would have loved to see us go further and 
frankly, even in those brief moments when our lips touched I felt 
something inside that made me wonder what it would be like to get closer 
with my cousin.  Neither of us made the first move, though, which was a 
bit odd looking back considering neither of us was shy about much of 
anything else when it came to sex.

Kristi and I shared most everything so the hardest part for me when I was 
with Kristi was not spilling the beans about what her awesome mom was 
doing with me and my parents.  Kristi was a lot wilder than me in many 
ways, a true slut by every definition of the word, but I loved her 
dearly.  Even so, she stuck to “normal sex” - no anal, bondage, bestial, 
or even lesbianism.

As for incest, Kristi never even discussed it or even joked about for 
that matter.  I knew her mom and her were extremely close and that they 
had slept in the same bed since she was a baby; but I always viewed that 
as just as something that had developed given she was a divorced mom and 
she was a daughter without a father.  It seems I’ve said this about a 
number of things but once again, I didn't see what perhaps to most people 
would have been an obvious situation.  

With the lifestyle my family enjoyed, Kristi and her mom sleeping 
together was not something I automatically would have thought had any 
sexual overtones.  Maybe in another family perhaps, but I totally missed 
it when it came to her and her mom.  It seems rather ironic now to 
realize that at the time, we were BOTH doing her mom but neither one of 
us knew what the other was doing and we both thought we were keeping 
something about her mom secret from the other!


Chapter 4 - 4th of July Picnic
==============================

So much for background - I guess I should have made everything up until 
now a separate entry but it really helps to explain what happened on July 
4th during my summer break after completing my freshman year of college. 

For the big day my parents hosting a party with a number of their friends 
and some of my dad’s business associates.  Our deck is pretty big - 
covering an area equal to the two car garage just below it, but it was 
still crowded most of the day even with people drifting in and out of the 
house.  Thankfully the weather was great which allowed most everyone to 
wear swimwear or at most shorts.  The hot tub certainly got a workout! 

During the day my cousin and I had fun flirting a bit with some of the 
guys but nothing happened.  My other cousins were there as well, two 
girls and a boy all younger than Kristi and me.  Rick, the oldest, was 
about to turn sixteen in a few days and was developing rapidly into quite 
the hunk. Kate was next at thirteen and while quite a pretty girl, was a 
spitting image of her mom, including being the biggest prude imaginable.  
For instance, she was the only female there under the age of thirty NOT 
wearing a bikini or at least a two-piece suit.  

On the other hand, Tammy, who had just turned twelve about a month ago, 
was just starting to show the promise of things to come.  It was amusing 
to see the older guys all trying to catch a glimpse of her little ass 
when they thought nobody was looking.  It didn't help that Tammy already 
was realizing the power she had over men and did everything she could to 
tease them!

My Uncle Jim and Aunt Shari were there, of course, with the kids.  Uncle 
Jim was my dad’s younger brother and my mom had privately told me that 
she had been doing him in high school whenever my dad would start to 
drift towards Linda.  My Aunt Shari was nothing but an overbearing bitch, 
always complaining to my mother about what she let me wear (which was as 
little as I could get away with) and even criticizing my mom for not 
“dressing her age’.  More than a few times I caught my uncle stealing a 
peek at me and I actually wondered for a time if he was more than just 
leering at me - maybe interested in me? With my aunt around there was no 
chance of THAT ever happening, that was for sure.  She was the type that 
would have castrated him as he slept if he ever strayed.

All of us kids tried to dominate the hot tub but my dad chastised us, 
telling us it wasn't a miniature swimming pool and to let the adults have 
their turn.  It was the same lecture I’d heard since I was a little girl 
and had about the same impact on me that it always had - none! With all 
the people around, any temptations to do anything naughty in the tub were 
pretty much squelched but that’s not to say I wasn't getting horny as 
hell as the day went by.

By early evening everyone had left except my aunts and uncle along with 
my cousins.  Finally, we had the hot tub to ourselves while the adults 
hit the rest of the drinks that were left over. Kristi got in the tub 
next to me and seeing Rick across from us, she looked me in the eye and 
with a devilish grin, she tugged on the string holding my bikini together 
behind my neck, letting the top flop down and exposing my boobs! Somehow 
I had a feeling she was up to no good so it didn't shock me all that much 
but Rick certainly got an eyeful - and he didn't miss one second of it, 
keeping his eyes riveted to my chest as I quickly pulled my top back up 
and tied it once again.

“What’s goin’ on over there?” I heard my Aunt Shari call over, hearing 
Tammy’s squeal of surprise and then the laughter of my cousin.

“Kristi untied Kelly’s top!” Kate called back over, ever the little miss 
prissy, quick to tell on whoever was doing something bad.

“Kristi!” my Aunt Linda said loudly, “You know better, now behave!’

I couldn't quite hear the exchange that went on between my aunts after 
that but I could make out something about “Is that ALL you’re going to 
say?” and something else about “harmless fun” but I could see my Aunt 
Shari was infuriated.  She got up out of her chair and marched over to 
the tub, pointing a finger at her son.

“You didn't look, did you?” she said sternly.

Rick started to shake his head but little Kate sang like a canary saying, 
“Oh yes he did - he stared at Kelly’s breasts.’

God, what girl her age called them “breasts’? I suppose she referred to a 
cock as a penis and her pussy as her vagina!

Aunt Shari motioned for Rick and the girls to get out of the tub and she 
turned back to my parents and Aunt Linda and then to her husband.

“Let’s go Jim,” she huffed.  She stormed off, muttering something about 
“heathens” and “sluts” but she didn't say anything directly to my mom or 
aunt.  Rick stood up and I almost laughed at loud when I saw the bulge in 
his swim trunks.  Yep, he had certainly gotten an eyeful! Fortunately, 
his mother had already entered the house and he put a towel around his 
waist to hide himself from her wrath.


Chapter 5 - After the Party
===========================

The deck was as quiet as a funeral parlor.  We were all speechless after 
the little exhibition my aunt had put on.  No sooner had they pulled out 
of the driveway than the silence was broken by my dad starting to laugh 
and pretty soon we were all roaring with laughter.

“God, was she pissed!” Kristi said in awe.

“Oh well, she needs to get a life,” her mother replied.

I leaned over to Kristi and giggled, “Did you see his hard-on?’

“Hell yes!” Kristi replied, “Too bad he’s our cousin, looked pretty 
tempting otherwise!’

Now it just the five of us out on the deck so we could be more relaxed 
finally.  We girls were all in skimpy bikinis, even my mom and aunt, 
while my dad was wearing his favorite baggy swim suit.  My mom was 
actually the first one to take any action, stripping off her suit and 
stepping into the tub.

“Well, at least I don’t have to wear that damn thing anymore,” she 
sighed, lowering herself gingerly into the steaming hot water.

My mom was quickly followed by her sister, who also left her suit behind 
and now all four girls were in the tub as Kristi and I stripped ours off 
as well and threw the wet suits into a pile by our mom’s. 

“Imagine if Rick were here now!” Kristi gushed, giggling with what she 
thought was a naughty suggestion.

My dad still had his suit on as he went around picking up trash and 
collecting bottles and silverware.  At one point I noticed the my mom 
looking at me a bit oddly and finally I couldn't take it anymore.

“OK, what’s the story?” I demanded. All of them, not just my mom, started 
to smile and now I was really wondering what was going on.  “C’mon... I 
know you’re hiding something from me so spill it!’

Kristi was sitting on the edge of the tub with just her feet and legs in 
the water.  Her body was still a bit red from the heat of the water and 
all I could think was how hot she looked sitting there all naked and 
warm.  I could see why the boys lusted after her so much - she may have 
been seventeen according to her birth certificate, but she didn't look a 
day older than fourteen - although a well-developed fourteen at that.  In 
church she might look like the most perfectly innocent and naive little 
girl but I knew what was lurking behind that sexy little smile she had on 
at the moment!

Everyone was silent as Kristi motioned for me to get up and sit next to 
her.  Not knowing what she had on her mind, I did the easy thing and 
followed her instructions.  I took a position about six or eight inches 
away from her so she moved over closer to me until our nude bodies 
touched.  Then, to my complete surprise, she put her hand on my wet thigh 
and started to slowly run her hand up and down my bare leg.  Looking at 
our mothers and then at my dad, who had moved over closer to watch, 
nobody appeared to think anything was out of the ordinary and I 
immediately had this feeling I’d been set up for something - but what?

Kristi grinned at me as she stroked my leg and inner thigh saying softly, 
“You know cuz, I haven’t been entirely up front with you about 
something.’

I looked at her with a questioning eye and then turned to my parents who 
were both grinning broadly as if they couldn't wait for something to 
happen.

“Well, they decided that now that you’re back from school it’s OK to 
share something with you,” she continued.

“Ummmmm, who are “they’?” I asked. 

Kristi pointed a single digit at my parents and her mom.  My dad had his 
hands on my mom’s bare shoulders and was massaging her gently as they 
both watched.  I couldn't help but notice he had a raging hard-on which 
even his baggy swim trunks couldn't disguise.  Her mom was leaning over, 
resting her elbows on her knees, watching intently as if she didn't want 
to miss a single thing.  Seeing my dad with an erection wasn't exactly 
something for the evening news but usually there was a good reason for it 
so what was going on in his mind?

“Well, maybe it would be easier to show you,” she said.

That was obviously a pre-arranged cue as no sooner did she say it than my 
dad stood up and dropped his trunks to the deck, stepping out of them and 
then kneeling on the ledge behind my mom. Yes indeed, his cock was rock 
hard! He moved up close behind my mom such that it draped over her 
shoulder and rubbed against the side of her face.  Both my mom and aunt 
turned to look at him and I noticed my aunt wetting her lips 
subconsciously.  My mom reached up to her shoulder and grabbed my dad’s 
cock.  Then she started to stroke him gently but keeping her eyes fixed 
on Kristi and me on the opposite side of the hot tub.

It was evidently Kristi’s turn now and she got up and stepped out of the 
hot tub, water dripping from her wet nude body.  She moved over to a 
nearby chaise lounge chair and put one knee up on it and leaned over to 
hold herself up on the opposite edge.  Her little ass, still red and 
showing the marks from sitting on the edge of the hot tub, was facing us 
and when I looked back to my dad I saw that his eyes were fixed on her 
butt as my mom continued to slowly stroke his erection.  Then my dad 
stood up straight and started to walk slowly over to where Kristi has 
“assumed the position’.

Suddenly it struck me what was about to happen.  It wasn't necessarily a 
bad realization, but it WAS a shock as I’d never even dreamed that such a 
thing would ever happen.  Well, maybe dreamed of it but certainly never 
thought it ever actually would.  The look on my face must have given away 
my thoughts as Kristi giggled and winked at me.

“I think you’re getting the picture, eh cuz?” she said with a nasty grin, 
“Watch... Your daddy’s gonna fuck me.  She paused for a second and then 
threw in for good measure, “And NOT for the first time either!” 

As she teased me my dad stepped up behind her and without saying a word, 
immediately lined up his hard cock with her welcoming pussy.  I saw his 
ass clench and his leg muscles tighten as he grabbed her by the waist and 
pushed himself deep inside of her.  Fortunately, Kristi was obviously 
soaking wet not only from the hot tub but from the anticipation of being 
fucked so he slid relatively easily into her tight little pussy. As 
little as she was, he could have been lubed up with a tub of oil and 
never been able to EASILY enter her, at least not the first time.

Kristi let out a loud, exaggerated gasp when he first entered her.  Even 
if it WAS a bit on the theatrical side (I’d seen enough guys fuck her to 
know how she usually reacted), I couldn't blame her as I always did the 
same whenever my dad first violated my fresh pussy.  My dad tightened his 
grip on her the waist and began to stroke himself in and out of her, 
pulling her back and forth in rhythm with his strokes.

“Guess we have more in common than you thought, eh cuz?” Kristi called 
out to me as she rocked back and forth in time with his thrusts. 

Her tiny boobs, 32A at best, were still jiggling as she rocked harder and 
harder in response to his dick in her.  I glanced over quickly to where 
my mom and aunt were watching, now sitting on the edge of the hot tub 
next to each other with their arms around each other. 

It was a little surreal; they looked like proud parents watching their 
daughter at a recital except in this case she wasn't playing the piano, 
she was being fucked and by her uncle at that!.  I wondered which one was 
turned on most - the mother seeing her daughter being screwed by a guy 
more than twice her age and the wife watching her husband sticking it to 
his seventeen year-old niece? Tough call!

I wasn't going to just sit there all alone so I got up and pulled a chair 
over in front of Kristi where I sat down like some perv watching a sex 
show on stage in front of him.  It was all so surreal at this point - my 
dad was actually fucking my cousin! They hadn’t explained it to me yet, 
but evidently this was something they did on a regular basis as well! 
What the hell had been going on while I was away from school? Here I had 
felt bad about how horny my dad was when I was away and from the looks of 
things, he was banging my younger cousin all the while!

Speaking of surreal, as my dad continued to fuck my cousin from behind, 
Kristi and I started to carry on a conversation as if we were all alone 
and nothing out of the ordinary was happening.  I don’t mean to imply 
that anything WRONG was happening, just not typical, at least so far as I 
was concerned that is.

“So girl, just how long have you been letting my dad fuck you?” I asked, 
trying to stay nonchalant, as if I was just asking her the time of day.

“Ohhhhhh, not RIGHT away when you left,” she assured me.  Then she 
giggled and added, “We waited at least two days after they dropped you 
off at school.’

I couldn't believe it, he couldn't wait longer than TWO days before 
getting another piece of teen pussy for himself! Kristi must have 
recognized how that upset me because she tried to smile.  

My dad rammed himself in her particularly hard just then and the air was 
pushed from her lungs so she had to pause to catch her breath before she 
said in a conspiratorial tone, “It wasn't MY fault.  God Kelly, you have 
one horny dad!’

What could I say to that? I knew how horny my dad could get sometimes, 
that look he would get in his eyes when he came into my room and stared 
at me like a lion approaching a young antelope. I learned early on when I 
saw that look that I may as well just strip and get it over with - 
nothing was going to stop him from taking what he was lusting for at that 
moment! I wondered if something like that had happened with Kristi? I 
couldn't wait to hear about it yet at the same time I was still struck 
with a sense of indignation that nobody had bothered to tell ME about it. 

“Don’t worry baby,” my dad chimed in between his guttural grunts, “You’ll 
always be my little girl.  We just didn't want you to worry about 
anything with everything else you had going on.’

Kristi tried to laughed between the moans she was issuing nonstop at that 
point and said, “Yeah, you have NO idea how hard it was not to say 
anything when you were home.  Really Kelly, I wanted SO bad to tell you 
but your mom said to wait.’

As my head cleared and I watched them fucking and realized what had been 
happening for the past nine months or so, for a moment I actually felt a 
little pissed off.  It wasn't about the sex or him fucking her.  What got 
me going was that my cousin had known for almost a year about me and my 
parents yet I had no idea about her! Once again, my poker face failed me 
and I must have given away my concerns.

“PLEASE don’t be mad at me Kelly,” Kristi begged although I could barely 
make out her words as my dad was really fucking her hard now, “After all, 
who’s been fucking my mom and not telling ME?’

Well, she had me there so I guess we were even.  From the sounds of it 
she knew everything which meant she knew what I’d been doing with her mom 
and in all fairness, I’d kept that a secret from her a lot longer than 
she had hidden what my dad was doing to her.  Besides, how long can you 
stay mad at someone when they’re being fucked by your dad just inches in 
front of you?

At that point my dad pulled himself out of Kristi and lifted her up by 
the waist.  She was so small it was no problem at all for him to carry 
her back over to the hot tub where he set her down on a corner edge with 
her feet facing away from the tub.  Her mom slipped back into the water 
and moved in behind her, allowing Kristi to lean back against her.  
Somehow I got the idea this wasn't the first time this rodeo had played 
in town!

Aunt Linda quickly moved across the tub until she was at Kristi’s side.  
She reached an arm around her daughter and began to rub her fingers into 
her freshly fucked pussy.  Now THAT was hot! I all but slapped myself on 
the forehead as I quickly caught on to the fact that they obviously 
hadn’t been so innocent sleeping together all these years!

As my dad kneeled down on one knee, Kristi raised her feet until they 
were on the hot tub next to her, spreading her thin legs apart and 
revealing her cute pussy.  Her mom held my dad’s cock up to her and he 
leaned forward to drive it home once again.

“Oh god Uncle John, fuck me!” the little slut called out, as much for our 
enjoyment as my dad’s if I knew her.  She loved to put on a show! As he 
began to fuck her again, my aunt started to play with her daughter’s 
little boobs, cupping them easily in her hand and massaging them with her 
fingers.  Nothing like mother-daughter love!

I shook my head in amazement as I watched the spectacle being played out 
in front of me.  Kristi looked so small compared to my dad, almost child-
like, that it was hard to imagine that his cock could even fit in her if 
I wasn't seeing it with my own eyes.  It was blatantly obvious from the 
look on his face and the way he was pounding her pussy that my dad was 
really enjoying her and for a moment I couldn't help but feel a bit 
jealous.  Kristi was two years younger than me but looked more like three 
or four.  Did my dad really enjoy having such a young girl to fuck? I 
knew he had wanted to fuck me years before I offered myself to him but at 
the time I had no idea at the time what his true desires were for me.  It 
was something I have always regretted and even more now, seeing how much 
he was enjoying fucking this tiny little teenager.  I was never this 
small when he fucked me and I suddenly felt so guilty for depriving him 
of that pleasure when I was her size.

My mom was still supporting Kristi although one of her hands were 
underwater so I knew she was turned on by what was taking place in front 
of her.  Looking over she saw me watching from the chair so she finally 
spoke up.

“Hey honey,” she coaxed my dad, “Why not give Kristi a chance to watch 
you fuck Kelly for a while. Don’t forget, she’s never seen the two of you 
together.’

I could have kissed my mom because there was nothing I wanted more at 
that moment than to let my dad fuck me. I’d dreamed so many times of what 
it would be like to have Kristi watching us and now it was finally going 
to happen.  Besides, I’d seen enough of my father enjoying her sweet 
little cunt, it was time for me to take over.  Kristi may have been his 
niece but I was his daughter and it was my duty to please him, not hers.

To my dismay, my dad didn't stop fucking Kristi! From my own past 
experiences I knew that once he had his cock in a pussy, it took an act 
of God to get him to pull out if he wasn't ready.  Taking matters into my 
own hands, I got up and sat down next to Kristi.  She certainly wasn't 
helping the situation, that was for sure! The little slut was moaning and 
going on about how good it felt to have her uncle fuck her.  My dad loved 
dirty talk and nobody had a filthier mouth than Kristi when she got 
going.  Looking at her at church you would have thought she was the 
sweetest, most naive young girl ever.  Stick a cock in her pussy and next 
thing you knew a stream of the most raw sexual words flew from her mouth 
like an auctioneer.

With my feet resting on the ledge that ran around the hot tub, I spread 
my legs wide apart to give my dad a good view of his daughter’s hungry 
pussy - hungry for her daddy’s hard dick! My fingers were running up and 
down my wet pussy, pushing inside of me and then out again to rub my 
clit.

“Fuck me daddy,” was all I said.  Kristi might have the advantage when it 
came to pouring out the sex talk, but if there were three words that 
always got my dad’s full attention, those were the ones.  I loved to 
whisper it in his ear when we were in public, seeing him tense up and the 
bulge that would inevitably rise between his pants.  Trust me, if there 
was an opportunity, he never said no!

Bingo! Something in my voice and the simple words I said brought my dad 
back to reality and he seemed to realize who his real priority should be 
- ME.  He sighed loudly though, as if there were still a few thoughts of 
sticking with Kristi but he was mine! He reached forward to kiss Kristi 
and then he slowly pulled himself out from her.  It wasn't like he just 
pulled it out and left her.  No, he teased her (and me) by withdrawing as 
slowly as he could.  Inch by inch his cock reappeared, wet from her 
pussy.  I just stared at her crotch, mesmerized by the site of his cock 
as if it was slowly growing from her pussy.  Finally just the head was 
left in her and for a moment, he held still and Kristi moaned with 
desire.

“Oh Uncle John, put it back in me,” she pleaded, “Fuck my cunt with your 
fucking dick!’

For a moment I feared my dad would change his mind and just shove himself 
back in her again.  My heart almost burst when he made the final move and 
his cock flopped out of her and her turned to face me.  Yes!! My dad DID 
love me more than her.  I don’t know how I could have possibly ever 
doubted him.

As he stood in front of me, his hard stick standing out parallel to the 
deck, pointed at me like a missile ready to fire, I leaned over to lick 
her pussy juices from his cock.  I’d never eaten Kristi’s pussy so this 
was the first taste of her cunt for me and I loved it!  God she tasted so 
sweet!  Considering her pussy was about twenty years younger than any 
other I’d ever tasted other than my own, it was interesting to compare 
the difference in generations.  As I have said many times before, such 
comparisons are never easy due to the many elements involved.  Overall, I 
would say emotionally I got more from licking my mom and aunt whereas for 
pure flavor and taste, Kristi’s pussy won hands-down!

With his cock in my mouth, my dad started to fuck my mouth but I knew he 
wasn't looking for a BJ.  No, if I knew my dad he had only one thing on 
his mind - he wanted to fuck me! I looked up into his face and saw that 
look again - that intense stare, eyes almost out of focus as if he was in 
another world.  His lust had taken over and until he was satisfied, I 
knew I would have to do anything he wanted.

I firmly took his cock from my mouth and held it in my hand, directing it 
downward to my bare pussy.  I heard the water splashing behind me as my 
mom moved over to my side and then I felt her hands on me as I held his 
cock at the entrance to my cunt. 

“C’mon John, fuck her,” my mom said to him, as if he needed any more 
encouragement! 

“Yeah, fuck her Uncle John!” Kristi chimed in.  I turned to her and 
grinned - at least she didn't hold a grudge!

With my dad’s cock head pressed against my pussy hole, I felt my pussy 
try to resist the invader.  I was proud of my tight pussy, avoiding fat 
dildos and anything else that might abuse it and stretch it out.  Of 
course, as they say in Star Trek, “Resistance is futile” and without 
warning it gave way and allowed his head to literally pop into me and 
disappear from sight.  I had my eyes fixed on his but from the feeling 
between my legs, I didn't need to look down to know he was now inside of 
me.  God, my dad was fucking me and finally, everyone in my family was 
watching us!

My dad may be my father, but he is still a man, so I guess it would have 
been impossible to expect him to stick with just me when he had another 
teenage pussy waiting for him to be fucked again.  Sure enough, after he 
had fucked me for a while he started to trade between the two of us, 
screwing his niece for a while and then moving back to his daughter.  
Both proud mothers looked on.  I imagine on the one hand they were 
pleased with the performance of their daughters but at the same time, I 
couldn't help but wonder if they wanted some of that cock for themselves!

Kristi turned to me and we started kissing each other, for real for the 
first time! At first I couldn't help but giggle when she jumped a bit 
when my dad switched to her and first pushed himself in.  I always did 
the same, no matter how many times he entered me it always felt wonderful 
when my pussy was forced open to take him in.

“Oh my god, I love it when he fucks me,” she gasped while he was fucking 
her, “You’re so lucky to have a dad like him.’

Any jealousy I may have been harboring towards my cousin vanished at that 
moment.  She was right, I WAS lucky to have a dad like mine.  Kristi 
didn't have a father and as much as I knew she must enjoy the intimacy of 
being fucked by her only uncle, something that must have been different 
than being with any of the other guys she had been with, it couldn't be 
the same as what I felt as his daughter.  

As much as I could see that my dad was enjoying fucking her, she was 
still just his niece.  I knew that it was as much his lust to fuck a 
young girl than anything else that drove him to want her.  On the other 
hand, with me I knew it was more than just lust and sexual needs that 
were addressed when he fucked me.  I know beyond any shadow of a doubt 
that my dad loves me unconditionally, in a way that only a father can 
love a daughter.  After all, why would he fuck me if he didn't love and 
respect me? 

Just then Kristi cried out and threw her head back as she orgasmed.  My 
dad held himself still in her, leaving her impaled on his hard dick as 
she literally shook with pleasure. Her hips thrust up against him 
convulsively as she let out the longest moan I could imagine, like a 
coyote howling in the dead of the night. Finally she just collapsed and 
fortunately her mom still was holding her or she probably would have 
fallen backwards into the water!

“Damn she can really clamp down!” my dad said as a grimace appeared on 
his face.  “Shit, does she lift weights with that cunt?” he asked, not so 
much to anyone specific as just a rhetorical question.

Finally, my dad was able to pull his still hard dick from her and then he 
quickly pushed it back into me again.

“OK, your turn baby,” he grunted with a sly smile on his face.

I was fingering my clit now as he fucked me slowly at first and then 
gradually picked up the pace. This time I knew he wasn't going to pull 
out until we had both cum and I wanted it so badly I could have screamed 
it out loud for all the neighborhood to hear.

Meanwhile, I was vaguely aware that behind us, my mom and aunt were 
discussing Kristi and me as calmly and matter-of-factly as if they were 
critiquing the two of us after a school play.

“You know, I have to admit I wasn't so sure about it, but it really IS 
good to finally see the two of them together, don’t you think Mary?” my 
Aunt Linda remarked.

“Well, maybe so but I have to admit that growing up I never dreamed we’d 
be watching our daughters both getting fucked by my husband!” my mom 
replied with a quick laugh.

“Yeah, I just wish Kristi had a father of her own,” my aunt mused, “It’s 
so hot to see John with Kelly.  I mean, I LOVE seeing Kristi with him but 
it’s not the same, you know?’

“I know, I know... there’s something about seeing my daughter with him 
that’s so...,” my mom hesitated, as if not able to find the right words 
to express herself

“Fucking hot?” my aunt helped out.

My mom laughed, “Yeah, I guess you could put it that way.  I was looking 
for something a little less crude I guess!’

“C’mon John, what’s taking so long?” my aunt teased.

My dad just ignored her as he began to stroke even faster and deeper into 
me.  I knew that this meant he was about to cum so I rubbed myself faster 
to meet up with him.

“I want you to watch me cum in Kristi,” my dad said, trying to catch his 
breath.

At first it was like a knife had plunged into my hearts but then I guess 
it shouldn’t have surprised me.  This was the first time I’d seen him 
fuck her so I should have expected that he would want to finish in her if 
for no other reason than to show off a bit for me.  

As for me, I was so close to cumming myself that I couldn't utter a word 
which he took that as permission from me and pulled out.  My pussy felt 
so empty, as if something was missing from it and I guess you could say 
something was! Dad quickly moved over to Kristi who looked positively 
thrilled and triumphant at the prospect of what was about to happen.

No sooner had he started stroking in and out of her than I shuddered as 
my own orgasm gripped me and my empty pussy exploded.  God how I wished 
at that moment that he was still in me; but at least I could see him 
stroking in and out of my cousin. Still, it took every bit of 
concentration to keep watching them as my own orgasm continued to roll 
over me like a Mac truck blindsiding me going sixty miles-per-hour!

“Oh god, almost there... I’m gonna cum!” my dad cried out.

“Give it to me Uncle John,” my little slut of cousin begged. Like me, I 
knew she loved being fucked and even more to have the guy stay inside and 
fill her with sperm.  Who could blame her - it was one of the greatest 
feelings in the world!

Watching my dad fuck Kristi, I realized that I’d never seen my dad fuck 
another girl my age before, only my mom and aunt.  My parents believed 
strongly in the sanctity of marriage as well as the requirements of the 
Ten Commandments against adultery.  Even though I believe that sex inside 
a family is not an act of adultery, somehow it still seemed so much 
naughtier, so much more erotic, to see him as he thrust his thick cock 
deep inside my cousin and began to release his cum inside of her. When my 
dad fucked my mom or aunt, it was like two older people fucking and 
enjoying themselves.  What I was seeing now was an older married man 
mating with a young girl who looked as if she was barely out of grade 
school.  If I hadn’t known it was my father and his niece, I might have 
mistook it for something pornographic.

Suddenly my dad’s is whole body was convulsing as he finished cumming in 
her and Kristi cried out as she felt each load of his hot cum shooting 
deep into her pussy.  Trust me, my dad can let loose quite a load when’s 
he’s really horny and it feels like a series of huge hot explosions 
inside of me when he cums.

As if to give me a consolation prize, once he finished cumming in my 
cousin he pulled out of her and stood in front of me, his cock still hard 
and now dripping with a mixture of his sperm and her pussy juices. While 
it was still fresh, I leaned forward to suck his cock which was now 
slowly dwindling.  Mmmmmmm, I loved the taste of Kristi's pussy together 
with his cum and I was even able to suck a few more drops of cum from 
him.

Kristi was still panting and she looked over at me with her legs still 
spread wide apart.  It could have been she was too tired to move but 
somehow I wasn't buying that.  One thing about me - you can't say I don’t 
know how to take a hint! I quickly got down on my knees between her legs 
and buried my face in her smelly pussy, tasting and drawing in the odor 
of that cute little pussy which I’d dreamed of so many nights before 
while I masturbated.  My dad's cum was now draining out of her pussy and 
I lapped it up like syrup on an ice cream cone - except this cone was 
warm and smelled like sex.

Kristi pulled me up by the arms and we both stood there in front of our 
parents and kissed.  My face was wet with a combination of her pussy and 
my dad's cum and her tongue eagerly licked me clean.  Again, the school 
play analogy struck me as our moms clapped and congratulated us on 
putting on a great show.  Really, I don’t know who was more proud - my 
mom or hers!

My dad is not a teenager anymore so staying hard for another round of 
fucking was not possible but in between we had fun just playing around in 
the hot tub with each other.  My dad may take a few more minutes to 
recover than some twenty-something but he wasn't over the hill yet by any 
means.  Suffice to say that before the night was over, my dad had also 
fucked his wife and sister-in law while his daughter and niece watched 
intently!

Obviously, the events of the day opened a door for Kristi and me that 
would never be shut.  It was like a taunt rubber band had snapped and we 
never missed a chance to fool around! We had an understanding where when 
I was home my dad pretty much just did me and then used her for his needs 
when I was away.  It wasn't totally fixed in place as I couldn't begrudge 
him for wanting to fuck his cure little niece now and then.

Now when I’m at school, I actually felt better knowing that Kristi is 
there to meet my dad’s sexual requirements.  Don’t get me wrong, I don’t 
mean to imply that my mom doesn’t satisfy my dad.  Indeed, if my cousin 
and I weren’t available I know my dad would never cheat on my mom. But, 
if a man has two teenage girls who are biblically, if not necessarily 
legally, available for him fuck, why shouldn’t he take advantage of the 
situation?

As I mentioned at the start, I never felt like what happened this day to 
be an “orgy’.  Instead, it was just a situation where a family could be 
together and enjoy themselves.  Since then, there have only been a couple 
of times when all four of us participated together.  That’s not to say 
there hasn’t been some pairing off when the four of us are watching TV or 
such, but that’s different and it just happens when it feels natural.  
Personally, I much prefer being one- to-one but when we do it all 
together it’s almost like we are crossing some sort of line between 
family love and sex for the sake of sex.  

Oh well, I guess we’ll work it out! When love and respect are the driving 
forces in a family, anything is possible!

THE END