Subject:     School Sendoff
Story Codes: MF MMF oral incest father daughter uncle niece
Diary Date:  September 4, 2006
Author:      Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>

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Summary
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It was time to leave for my last year of college.  In the past my dad was 
always the one to fuck me last but this year he was joined by his 
brother.  It proved to be a "different" experience but then sometimes two 
can be better than one!

When I read this over I realized that I really rambled on a lot about 
things.  If you're looking for a straight slam-bam style story, you might 
want to skip this one.  If you continue on, don't gripe at me later – 
you've been warned!

Table of Contents
=================
   Chapter 1 - Why Incest?
   Chapter 2 – Dad Does Me in the Garage
   Chapter 3 – Uncle Jim Joins In


Chapter 1 – Why Incest?
=======================

People always ask me why I have sex with members of my family.  In a way, 
I sort of resent the question as it implies there is some reason why I 
should NOT have sex with them but that’s another issue.  Well, there is 
no simple answer as there is a different reason for each one.  I have 
explained all of this in lots more detail in other article in my diary so 
this is only a short review to help to explain the events of this day.

First let me reiterate that in my view it is NOT adultery for a man to 
have sex with a woman other than his wife provided that woman is a member 
of his immediate family.  Adultery is having sex outside of marriage and 
a marriage is more than just one man and one woman – the entire family is 
a part of it.  This is why family is so important to me.

My parents believe strongly in their marriage vows.  Thus my father would 
never even consider committing adultery yet he does have sex with several 
women besides my mother with but ALL of them are within his marriage 
family.  This includes two of my cousins (primarily Kristi), my Aunt 
Linda (my mom's sister), and, of course, me.  Similarly, my mother enjoys 
being with my cousin Rick and his father (my Uncle Jim) but wouldn't 
dream of giving herself to any other man (except my husband someday, of 
course).

So let's start with the easiest to explain – my parents.  I shouldn't 
even have to explain why I have sex with my parents; the answer is 
obvious.  I love my parents more than anyone else in the world and would 
do anything to please them.  The bible commands that we honor our parents 
and in my mind, what greater honor is there than to offer myself 
physically to them, to present myself totally to them for whatever they 
desire and need without reservation or conditions?

Even so, there ARE difference between my parents when it comes to sex.  
With my mother it is more of an equal relationship than it is with my 
dad.  When I have sex with my mom it is like being with a female "lover".  
The bonds between us from just being mother and daughter evolve to 
another level to where we become "equals" in bed.

On the other hand, when I am with my dad I am ALWAYS his daughter and as 
such it is my duty to submit myself to him.  Now don't get me wrong as 
needless to say, I enjoy it physically but my greatest emotional feelings 
arise from the knowledge that I am pleasing my father and satisfying his 
deepest needs.  When he cums in me it is not like it is when any other 
man does it.  With my dad, it is more than just a physical turn-on 
created by the feeling of a man's sperm filling my pussy.  When I feel my 
father cum in me it is a physical indicator of his love and respect for 
me, not to mention proof of the lust I have successfully created within 
him.

As for my cousin Kristi and me, it’s not complicated – we do it just for 
fun.  Period.  Really, what more can I say?  I love my cousin but she is 
such a slut, and just loves sex.  I simply have a great time being with 
her.  It's all physical!  Besides, not that many people really have an 
issue with girls having sex with each other, even if they are cousins.

Many people are surprised when I say this but it's true... Kristi's mom, 
my Aunt Linda, and I haven't really been together a great deal.  When we 
have, usually it is in conjunction with someone else such as my mom or 
Kristi.  My aunt is an incredibly sexy woman and she certainly knows how 
to make love to a woman so I enjoy being with her, it just doesn't happen 
all that much.  While she seems to like younger men, younger girls just 
aren't all that interesting to her in a sexual way (other than her 
daughter of course).

My youngest cousin, Tammy, is more of a "project" for me than anything 
else.  I recognized early that she was going to be the sexy, rebellious 
girl in the family (her older sister Kate is SUCH a prude).  My goal was 
to teach her about sex so she wouldn't find out about it in the back seat 
of some car.  Please don't judge me for this, but I also used her 
somewhat to soothe my own guilty conscious.

The only sexual regret I have concerning my family is that I didn't give 
my virginity to my father.  It wasn't that I made a conscious decision 
NOT to, it was just I didn't realize that he was even interested in 
having sex with me as I was growing up.  My parents wanted me to be the 
one to initiate things so unfortunately there was a two year period from 
when I first had sex until I was with my father.  That is a period that 
can never be reclaimed and I know my father would have loved to have 
fucked me when I was fourteen (or earlier from what my mom has told me).

Fortunately, my work with Tammy provided me with an opportunity to 
address my guilt, at least somewhat, as I arranged for my dad to take 
Tammy's virginity.  Seeing him fuck her for the first time made me wonder 
what it would have been like had he been my first but at least I was able 
to do something to make it up to him.  Since then Tammy has done it with 
her dad and brother but as far as she and I are concerned, Tammy really 
prefers guys so there hasn't been a lot of action there, at least for me.

My cousin Rick, Tammy's older brother, is really just the ultimate boy-
toy for both me AND my mom.  What can I say about him other than he is 
your typical horny teenage boy who wants to get laid every chance he can.  
Oh did I mention that he can stay hard all night!  To my chagrin, he has 
what my mom calls a "Mrs.  Robinson" complex and seems to prefer my mom 
and Aunt Linda over me (although he certainly doesn't turn me down when I 
want him).  Oh well, it makes the two of them happy and it's not like I 
NEED him to get myself laid so I guess it all works out.  Still, I 
wouldn't mind being fucked by him more often!

Finally, there is my Uncle Jim.  He is a couple of years younger than my 
dad and married to a wife who is generally a pretty nice person.  Her 
problem is that she has enough sexual hang-ups to earn the title Prude 
Mother of the Century.  She is always on my mom's case about how I dress 
and act around men, and even has had a word or two for my mom at times 
when her bikini got a bit too small for my aunt's sensibilities.

Well, if Aunt Shari had even an inkling of what the men in her family 
were doing, it would be a disaster, not to mention what she would do if 
she knew what her youngest daughter was doing to every boy in school!  As 
a result, I would say my original moves towards my uncle were not so much 
based on any desire of mine to have sex with him but rather more to have 
him fuck me behind my aunt's back!

Anyone who knows me knows that I love having sex with married men.  There 
is no way to adequately express the way it makes me feel when a man fucks 
me and I know he has a wife back home who has no idea that her loving 
husband wants me more than her and is willing to risk everything just to 
have me.  With my uncle, this feeling is all the more intense because of 
the relationships involved.  My aunt would crucify her husband (and 
probably have me burned at the stake) if she knew he was fucking me!

Bottom line then, I have only been fucked by my uncle a few times and 
then primarily just for the thrill of doing it without my aunt knowing – 
especially later when I would see her, sometimes with a load of her 
husband's cum still in me!

I apologize if this has been boring but with that all said, hopefully it 
will make it easier for you understand why I did what I did on this day.  
Actually, it wasn't something I DID, as that would imply I initiated it, 
but rather something that I ALLOWED to happen once it was started by 
someone else.  I guess in my book there is a big difference between the 
two as they indicate the state of mind I was in and how I felt about what 
happened.


Chapter 2 – Dad Does Me in the Garage 
=====================================

It was the end of summer break and I was almost finished packing up my 
things to return to school.  I have my own car now so my parents didn't 
have to drive me over three hours to school and then back again.  While 
overall I think they appreciated not having to make the long drive, it 
DID mean that our goodbyes had to be said here at home and not at school 
– something that got pretty interesting in years past.

Down in the garage, I was standing behind my car with the trunk wide open 
and what seemed like a never-ending pile of stuff surrounding me as I 
pondered how I was going to fit the last of it in.  Somehow during the 
past few hours, what had seemed to be a huge trunk earlier had shrunk 
dramatically!  It was like a Twilight episode or something.

"Hey baby, how's it going?"

I turned to see who was talking to me and there was my dad at the door 
leading to the basement from the garage.  Our house is on a typical steep 
Pittsburgh hill so the garage was attached to the basement at the rear of 
our house.  Thus the door from the garage lead to the basement where our 
family room was.  We had a formal living room upstairs with fancy 
furniture and a fireplace but that was reserved for entertaining guests.  
As a result most of our time was spent in the basement where the large 
screen TV loomed and lots of comfortable furniture was available.

It was Labor Day my dad was home for the holiday.  The last time I had 
checked he was watching TV and didn't even seem to notice when I passed 
by with another armful of stuff.  Sure, he had offered earlier to help me 
pack but when one look at what he was watching on the TV and I just 
smiled and told him to relax and enjoy himself.

Indeed, one of the things I would miss at school was seeing my dad 
jerking off to a porn flick!  My goodness, at my school even discussing 
masturbation was taboo, let alone doing it on front of anyone.  Frankly, 
I've never understood the big deal about it.  I mean, what's the point in 
trying to hide it?  I was raised understanding that everyone has "needs" 
and sometimes the best way to deal with them was to masturbate.  There 
was nothing dirty or pornographic about masturbation.  After all, doesn't 
just about everyone do it?

My parents had seen me masturbating since I was barely a teenager and it 
never resulted in some sort of perverted orgy or any other silly thing 
that the porn movies would make you think would happen.  I get disgusted 
at them sometimes because they mislead people so badly.  What is the 
point in having to sneak up to my room after getting horny from seeing a 
hot guy on TV instead of just taking care of myself wherever I am at the 
time?  Really, so what if my parents are in the room?  It wasn't like I 
was doing it for them or anything (well, at least I usually didn't.)

So anyway, seeing my dad at the door I surmised either the movie was over 
or he had cum and was finished, at least for the moment.  It wasn't very 
hard to figure out as judging from the bulge pushing out the front of his 
athletic shorts, I was pretty sure it was the former!  It wasn't just his 
erection that told me what he had on his mind.  He had that distinctive 
look in his eyes, the same look I got from the lonely guys at the mall 
get when I would tease them.  I smiled to myself as I realized that my 
father was horny as hell and it didn't take any special female intuition 
to see that it was his intention to take care of his "special needs".

My pussy was tingling, just as it always does whenever I see my dad this 
way.  Well, what can I say?  It's not my fault that it excites me knowing 
that my dad wants to fuck me more than anything else at this moment.  
Regardless of all that, it is God's command that you honor your father 
and as his daughter, if that meant allowing him fuck me whenever he 
wanted to, then that is was what I had to let him do.  Please don't take 
that to mean he forces himself on me or anything sick like I am his 
slave.  My father respects me completely and would never ask me to do 
anything I didn't want to.  Thus it works out well for both of us as I 
enjoy being with my dad this way.  Fortunately, not every responsibility 
I have needs to be unpleasant!

"Ohhhhhh, I'm about finished, daddy," I replied as I squeezed the last 
bag into the trunk and tried to close it.

The damn thing resisted me at first so I jumped up and pushed down on it.  
A  loud click signified my triumph over technology!  Relieved it stayed 
closed, I looked back at him again and licked my lips at the sight of his 
erection.  OK, technically I couldn't see it because it hidden behind his 
shorts but it was oh so obvious what was going on in there.  My dad had 
to be careful to wear tighter underwear when we were together in public 
to keep from being so obvious about how I made him feel.

I'll never forget the time in church after he had fucked me earlier at 
home and now he was horny for me again.  Just before the service started 
and it was still noisy, I leaned over to him and whispered in his ear, 
"Wanna fuck me again daddy?" That was all it took to set him off again.  
When he stood up for the opening hymn, I almost giggled out loud when I 
saw him poking out so obviously.  The poor guy had to press against the 
pew in front of us to hide the erection that his loose boxer shorts 
didn't have a prayer to contain.

My mother was furious at us and I thought she was going to slap him right 
then and there.  I thought the whole thing was hilarious – well, I guess 
you had to be there.  To finish, just say that mom always set out jockey 
shorts for him on Sunday mornings!

"Hmmmmmm daddy, was there something special you wanted?" I teased him in 
a playful little-girl voice.

I put my hands on my hips and waited patiently for him to respond.  Being 
I had expect to be heading back to school when I was done packing, I 
wasn't wearing anything particularly sexy.  What would be the sense 
getting in trouble with the dress-code Nazis at school on my first day 
back?  A simple pair of jeans, snug but not overly tight, and a floral 
blouse with a pair of sneakers and other than white ankle socks, that was 
it.

While at school I have to wear opaque clothes and generally prudish 
styles so one of my personal little "rebellions" was to avoid underwear 
whenever possible.  To be sure, I couldn't be blatant about it, and with 
some outfits there wasn't an option but to wear something to avoid being 
arrested.  The nice thing about jeans is that there is no need for 
panties or even a thong unless I plan to be teasing someone later.  My 
34C boobs are plenty firm enough to let me get away without a bra in most 
outfits unless the material is excessively tight or sheer.  I had my hair 
pulled back in a simple ponytail and was wearing just the bare minimum of 
makeup so it wasn't like I was looking super sexy or anything, at least 
not to me when I looked in the mirror.  Actually, some guys seem to 
prefer me this way, saying it gave me that "girl-next-door" look.  Maybe 
so but to me I am never sure if that means I am sexy or just plain.

"Oh yeah baby," my dad said with a twinkle in his eye, "And daddy's 
little slut knows what he wants, doesn't she?"

That was my dad's favorite nickname for me, "Daddy's little slut", and I 
just LOVED it when he called me that – and he knew it.  As for me, I 
loved calling him "daddy" when we were fooling around with each other 
instead of "dad" like I usually did (or "father" when I was perturbed 
with him).  I NEVER can even remember calling him John, not even in jest.  
I know some girls who call their parents by their first names but that 
just seems so disrespectful to me.

As for the "slut" part, well what can I say about it?  After all, I AM a 
slut and quite proud of it actually, especially in the sense that my dad 
intends when he calls me that.  When most people call me a slut I know 
that it means that they see me as someone who is sexy and not afraid to 
show off a bit or even do something about it.  From that perspective, why 
would I consider it a slur?  Of course, some people use it as a way to be 
mean or to criticize and naturally I do not like it under those 
circumstances.  I know my dad doesn't mean it that way and when he calls 
me a slut it is like the ultimate compliment that he can give me!  There 
is something special when my dad says it though.  He is telling me that I 
am HIS little slut which makes me feel especially good and warm inside.

Looking at my dad, indeed, there was no doubt in my mind whatsoever what 
he wanted.  My dad had one thing on his mind now and that was to fuck his 
daughter!  I felt a shiver down my back as I realized that for all 
practical purposes, it was a done deal now.  No matter what my plans or 
intentions may have been even a few minutes ago, there was no way I was 
NOT going to be fucked in the next few minutes.

When my dad was in this mood there was only one way for things to turn 
out – he was going to fuck me.  I was OK with it and actually I was proud 
of the fact that in the past five years since I first gave myself to my 
father, I had NEVER refused him.  Sure there had been times when it was 
inconvenient or frankly, I just wasn't in the mood.  That wasn't the case 
today, not by a long shot.  Today there was no problem for me at all – I 
was just as horny as he was knowing that once I left for school, the odds 
of having sex (at least with someone other than myself) were pretty poor.

My car was the only one in the garage as my mother was out shopping and 
my dad had left his SUV out in the driveway so I would have more room to 
pack.  I had pulled in the middle of the garage and had all the doors 
open as well as the trunk to make it as easy as possible to find just the 
right place to stuff that last thing I couldn't fit anywhere else.

Not only did our property slope sharply from front to back, thus allowing 
the garage to be attached to the basement in the rear, but it also sloped 
side to side going down the street in front of us such that each house 
was about half a story lower than the one preceding it.  Our driveway ran 
down the side of our house before turning into the garage so there was a 
retaining wall on one side to keep the neighbor's house from falling into 
ours.  The result was that once you were about half-way into our garage, 
unless you were actually standing in our own driveway or lying flat on 
our neighbor's driveway, there was no way for anyone to see inside.

At this moment that was proving to be convenient.  I slowly walked from 
the rear of my car to the front fender ahead of the driver's door and 
leaned over onto the hood, putting both hands flat on the hood and 
looking back over my shoulder at my dad.

"Ohhhhhhhhh, I think I have an idea what you want," I said seductively as 
I started to seriously tease my dad.

When he got this way I loved to tease him a bit at first rather than just 
throw myself at him.  Of course, he wouldn't have objected had I simply 
walked up to him, pulled down his shorts and started sucking his cock 
right then and there on the steps.  Truthfully, that didn't sound like 
such a bad idea the more I thought about it!  Even so, I knew that it 
would be worth it in the end to tease just a little bit at first and 
flirt, even if he was my father (or should I say, because he was my 
father!)  This wasn't the same as when I flirt at the mall with the men 
and boys.  Then I have no intention whatsoever of allowing them to so 
much as touch me, let alone do anything else.

Fooling around at the mall was the definition of true flirting – or cock-
teasing as the guys preferred to call it.  With my dad, though, it was 
more like giving him an appetizer or a preview.  No matter how much I 
pretended that it was not decided one way or the other, in the end he 
knew he was going to get it.  Still, I think it's more fun to do it this 
way and at least pretend he had to try to work to have me.  I wiggled my 
butt at him a little and giggled like a little girl.

"So daddy, see anything you like?" I said as I kept giggling at him like 
an eighth grader.

"Hmmmmmm, I THINK so," he replied with a clever smile, "But how can I be 
sure with all those clothes covering you up?"

He was so silly sometimes!  I laughed and flipped my head around, making 
my ponytail fly out straight which always felt fun to me.  Sometimes I 
would shake my head back and forth just to make it whip from side to 
side.  Sometimes I toyed with the idea of cutting it shorter or letting 
it grow longer but this length seemed to be a good compromise.  Indeed, 
one of the worst things I ever did to my hair was to bleach it blonde one 
summer when I was nineteen.  Not only that, but I had it cut it a bit 
shorter than usual and I almost cried the first time I saw myself in the 
mirror (actually I did cry but it wasn't the girl's fault – I asked for 
it).  Not only did it drastically change the way I looked more than I was 
expecting, but people treated me differently afterwards.

It may sound like a clichι but yes, people DO treat blondes like they are 
stupid.  The only good thing, if you want to call it that, was they also 
expected me to be "looser" than your typical brunette.  Before I got my 
contacts I use to wear glasses - and sometimes I do when my eyes are 
bothering me.  During those times it was just the opposite as people seem 
to treat a brunette with glasses like some sort of nerd!  Not only that, 
but guys automatically assumed when they first met me that I was Little 
Miss Prude.  Needless to say, it was an impression I soon changed once 
they got to know me!

Turning around, I leaned back against the fender and grinned at my dad as 
I slowly undid my belt and unbuttoned my jeans after which I slowly slid 
the zipper down to the bottom.  I spread the waist open but without any 
panties to reveal there was nothing showing but bare skin.  My pussy was 
still well hidden as the jeans were much too high on my waist to reveal 
anything of importance.  Putting my hands to my side, I rested them on 
the fender and smiled at my dad again.

"Is this better daddy?" I asked innocently as if I had actually done 
something significant.

Of course he shook his head and just folded his arms as if he was 
prepared to wait me out until I did what he wanted.  I grabbed the sides 
of my jeans and pulled them down and off my ass until they were down to 
my knees.  I leaned back again and the cold steel of my car met my now 
bare bottom.  Having just shaved this morning, my pussy and legs were 
smooth as a baby's behind without a single hair showing.

My dad nodded his approval and motioned with his hand for me to keep 
going.  I looked out through the open garage door and all I could see was 
the wall on the far side of the driveway as I was far enough inside that 
the house next door was up too high to see from my angle.  Well, if I 
couldn't see them, then I guess they couldn't see me.  It was an older 
couple next door to us in that direction anyway and I rarely even saw 
them so it wasn't a big concern of mine.

I wiggled my ass with my legs closer together resulting in my jeans 
falling from my knees to my ankles.  Although I tried at first to kick 
them off, my sneakers foiled my initial attempts so I slid them off, 
leaving my socks on so that I wouldn't have to go barefoot on the garage 
floor.  My dad kept it pretty clean but it was still a garage floor.  
This time the jeans came off and with the second leg they flew across and 
hit the wall!

I put my hands to my mouth as I couldn't believe I had kicked them that 
hard but my dad just laughed.  Besides, he wasn't looking at the jeans – 
he was more interested in what the jeans had been covering up until now.  
A grin came to face as I saw his eyes zooming in on my bare pussy.  It 
made me feel good to see him looking at me that way.

For the moment I was bare-bottom, leaning back against the car.  It was 
more comfortable for me as for whatever reason, I’ve always enjoyed 
running around with a top on but bare-bottom down below.  At night around 
the house I usually wear either one of my dad's dress shirts or a t-shirt 
without anything else.  While my dad's shirts were big enough to cover me 
enough to make me decent at a church sleepover, most of my t-shirts were 
not all that long and usually left my ass showing and everything else as 
you might imagine.

It wasn't just the sexual nature of the clothing, although that was 
certainly a factor at times, but as much an issue of comfort for me.  I 
just didn't feel comfortable running around with my boobs hanging out and 
even the slightest protection of a t-shirt was enough to make me feel 
more secure.  It wasn't the same with my ass.  If anything, I loved the 
feel of cool air against my butt and the way it felt when I sat down on 
the couch or a chair.  Also, not having something pulling up my crotch 
was a pleasure all in of itself.  Like bras and panties, there was a time 
and place for "camel-toe" outfits but for general everyday living, just 
not for me.  So after all that is said and done, I was left in the garage 
with nothing on but my blouse which hung down to my waist but wasn't 
exactly being very useful in covering up my privates!

"Now THAT'S much better!" my dad complimented me.

"Well... are you just going to look daddy?" I said with my hand to my 
face like I was a naοve little girl again.  My dad chuckled, realizing it 
was time to take our little game to another level.  When I was younger I 
use to have fun dressing up for my dad and showing off in outfits he 
bought me but that is where our "game" would always end.  Sometimes he 
would take pictures of me but he never touched me nor did I touch him, at 
least not in any sexual way.  After that fateful day when I was sixteen 
and we had sex for the first time, everything changed dramatically.  Our 
"game" now went from the demo version to the full version with all levels 
open for play!

My dad walked quickly through the garage until he was up against me.  He 
put his arms around me and grabbed my ass with both hands, each butt 
cheek in one hand.  I giggled as he squeezed them playfully and then 
slapped them one at a time with a naughty spank of his hands.

"Daddy!" I said in mock protest.

"Ahhhhhh, poor baby," my dad said softly, "Here... let me make it up to 
you."

My dad pressed up against me, pushing me back harder against my car.  I 
could feel his stiff cock through his shorts and wished he would take it 
out right then and there and give it to me.  Well, no need to rush things 
as he would soon enough if I knew my dad at all!  Meanwhile, he ran his 
hands up my back over the blouse and then tugged mischievously on my 
ponytail.

"Daddy!!" I said, more forceful this time, "Now THAT hurt!"

"Well, let's see if we can make you forget about that too," my dad 
murmured to me.

From the deepening tone of his voice I could tell his lust was building 
even stronger.  I knew from plenty of experience that the hornier he got 
the softer he spoke to me, at least until he was fucking me and about to 
cum or something like that.  He leaned down to me and I raised my head up 
to him as best as I could.  Our lips met and instantly his tongue was 
pushing against my mouth until my tongue came out to meet his as well.

When we first started having sex I wasn't always sure about kissing my 
dad.  In some ways it was almost too personal, as if I was his lover or 
something weird like that instead of his loving daughter.  In the end, I 
figured I had to just trust him and allow him to do what he wanted 
without worrying about something that was likely not even remotely going 
through his head.  My father deserved my trust and I never had regretted 
putting myself in his hands – literally as well as figuratively.

As we kissed passionately, I lowered my arms and reached inside the 
elastic band of his shorts to search for his cock.  It wasn't hard to 
find, that was for sure!  Damn, if had been just a little bit longer it 
would have been poking out the top of the waist band!  As it was I found 
it almost immediately upon venturing inside his shorts.  I grabbed the 
shaft with my right hand, encircling it with my palm and fingers as I 
gently stroked it up and down in slow motion as we continued to kiss.  I 
felt my dad's breath quicken for a moment when my hand first held his 
cock and I also felt another twinge in my pussy as it reminded me in not 
too subtle of ways that it was still waiting for what I had promised it 
not too long before!

As we kissed my dad started to unbutton my blouse.  The buttons on this 
one were a little harder to deal with than most and he fumbled around so 
much I was tempted to reach up and deal with them myself but that would 
have meant letting go of his cock NOT something I wanted to do now that I 
had it in my hand.  Besides, it would have been a blow to his male ego.  
Men always seem to have such fragile egos when it came to sex and I 
didn't want to disturb my dad's pleasure in any way.  He eventually got 
them all undone and his hands reached inside my now open blouse where 
each one cupped one of my boobs and gently squeezed them.  He let my 
nipples poke between his fingers which then tightened down on them 
causing them to pull just enough when he gripped my breast to send a 
tingle through me.  My nipples were hard and pointy and I loved them to 
be played with when they are this way.

"God you feel so fucking good," he whispered to me as his hands began to 
move over my bare body, caressing my smooth skin with his fingertips.  I 
loved it when he touched me like this, like a teenage boy exploring a 
girl for the first time.  His hands roamed all over my upper body, 
eventually working their way down to my lower back and then finally 
cupping my ass.  His hands were so big that it felt like they covered my 
entire butt and he lifted me up to my toes as he squeezed them and pulled 
me in tighter to him.

"I love your tight ass," he murmured to me, "It feels so warm and smooth; 
I could just hold it all day this way."

"I love you to touch me daddy," I sighed back to him.

I wasn't saying it just to make him feel good either.  Since I was a 
little girl I have loved my ass to be touched and played with, even it 
was just my own hands doing the work.  When I was little I would sit on 
my dad's lap or on the lap of one of my uncles and giggle when they 
teased me by rubbing my butt or squeezing it.  There wasn't anything 
naughty about it back them; it was just for fun but sometimes I look back 
now wonder what else they were thinking when they were doing it!

My arm was squeezed in tightly between us but I never let go of his hard 
cock.  Really, I was just holding onto it more than anything as I let him 
fondle me and kiss my neck and shoulders.  It felt so warm in my hand and 
I loved the feeling it gave me to know that he was hard because of his 
desire for me – his own daughter.  A guy can say anything and who knows 
what he really means but a cock is like a built-in lie detector.

There was no denying my dad's true feelings for me when the evidence was 
so plain to see (and feel!) between his legs.  It was one thing when 
other men got excited over me.  Face it, men can get excited over just 
about anything so if a guy gets an erection because of me it doesn't 
necessarily mean anything special to me, at least not emotionally.  With 
my dad, though, it was different.  How many fathers do you know get an 
erection when they think about their daughter?  Well, maybe quite a few 
but how many of those fathers would allow their daughter to KNOW they 
were having an erection because of their feelings toward her?

That was what made my dad so special to me, knowing that he loved me and 
respected me so much that he was willing to show me his lust for me, to 
admit his desires for me and then finally, to actually ACT on those 
lustful feelings and desires – even to the point of fucking me.  Holding 
his hard cock in my hand, I squirmed a bit as my pussy ached to feel him 
inside of me.  At this moment I wanted my father to fuck me so bad I 
could have screamed!  I wanted to feel my dad's dick in me.  I wanted him 
to show me how much he loved me as his only daughter.  I wanted him to 
share himself with me in the most intimate way he could.  I sighed as I 
daydreamed, thinking of him cumming in me as he told me what a good 
daughter I was being to him.

"You want it, don't you baby," my dad said in a low husky voice, breaking 
my reverie.

Truth be told, I could tell from the tone that HE was the one who really 
wanted it but I knew that it turned him on when he thought that I was the 
one asking for it.  Well, of course I wanted him to fuck me – no matter 
who he was I loved sex so why wouldn't I want it?  However, with my dad I 
wanted it more so I could please him than for my own personal 
gratification.

"Oh yes daddy, I want it... Oh my god I want it... please fuck me daddy," 
I moaned as I pulled on his cock.

Under other circumstances I would probably sucked him for a while to get 
things started but today it seemed that my dad was so horny for me that 
he wanted to get right to it.  Slipping the blowjob today was fine with 
me as my pussy was dying for a cock!

"Oh yeah baby, you just love to be fucked, don't you... you're such a 
fucking Slut... you want your daddy's cock, don't you?"

"Yes daddy... I want it."

"Do you want to be a good daughter for your father?"

"Oh daddy, yes!  ...you can do anything you want to me... anything... 
just show me how much you love me."

I went on for a while longer, telling him over and over how much I wanted 
him to fuck me, how badly I wanted to please him, how much I wanted to be 
a good girl for my daddy.  My father has always been so wonderful to me 
and I owe him so much that to offer myself to him and give myself totally 
over to him seemed almost inadequate.  I would have done anything he 
asked and allowed him to do anything he wanted to me because he was my 
father and I trusted him totally.  He would never do anything to hurt me 
and it made me feel so fulfilled when he would just leave his cock in me 
after he had cum and just hold me in his strong arms, feeling our bodies 
joined together and knowing what he had he just left inside of me.

On a bit of a side note, while I LOVE my father to cum inside of me, it 
is NOT my intention or desire to ever get pregnant from him or anything 
weird like that.  Frankly, the very thought of such a thing is revolting 
to me.  Think about it - I am his daughter, not his wife or lover, so why 
would I even want to dream about having his baby?  The reason I love my 
dad to cum in my pussy is because of the love and respect that it shows 
for me from him.  I am not just any girl to him – I am his only daughter 
and for him to fuck me and then leave his sperm in me builds a very 
special bond between us that can only be shared, and possibly even truly 
understood, by a father and his daughter.

So anyway, I could tell from his breathing and voice that he was entering 
that state of mind that he sometimes did when he was totally consumed by 
his lust and sexual desires.  His eyes seemed to lose their focus as it 
was like he entered this world where nothing mattered but sex.  I knew 
once he was in this state that there was no turning back.  The only 
result that was possible from here on was for him to fuck me.

I think the entire neighborhood could have gathered at the entrance to 
our garage at this point and he wouldn't have even noticed, let alone 
stop what he was doing.  It was almost scary in a way as I sometimes 
wondered if he even remembered who I was.  It was like he was some sort 
of animal that was in heat and the only way to bring him back was to 
allow him to consummate his desires.  I say scary only in that I have no 
idea what is his mind when he fucks me in this state and afterwards he 
never talks about it.  At the same time, it is a bit thrilling as I know 
that he must want ‘em even more than usual to get this way.

Without another word he grabbed me by the waist and lifted me up onto the 
hood of my car.  I leaned back on my hands behind me and spread my legs 
wide for him.  I still had my blouse on but it was hanging to the side, 
revealing my boobs in full for him.  He stood back for a second, stroking 
his cock as he stared at my pussy and licked his lips in anticipation.

"That's it you fucking little slut, spread those pretty legs apart," he 
said slowly in a deep voice, "Mmmmmmm, you know I'm going to fuck you so 
good."

I didn't respond verbally but instead just watched as he moved up closer 
to me and held the head of his cock up to the entrance of my pussy.  He 
rubbed it up and down my pussy slit, wetting the head of his cock and 
teasing my hard clit.  My hips squirmed as my clit shot out bolts of 
lightning that ran through my body like electricity.

"Yeah, you really want it bad, don't you," he teased me, "God, you can 
never get enough, can you?"

"Fuck me daddy," was all I had to say then.

It was all he needed to hear as well.  He placed the head of his dick at 
the entrance to my pussy and pushed forward.  He grunted as my pussy 
resisted at first but he didn't let up the pressure and suddenly his cock 
head just popped into me and disappeared from view as I watched him 
fucking me.  I could feel his head in my pussy which almost screamed with 
pleasure as his dick rubbed against the sensitive nerves that lined the 
entrance to my cunt.

"Damn, you're always so fucking tight," he said, almost to himself more 
than to me.

Although my dad loved my mother more than anything and she was the only 
person he truly "made love" to, even she would freely admit that my 
father was enamored with the tightness of my pussy, especially when he 
compared mine to my mom's.  It wasn't her fault – childbirth and decades 
of fucking take their toll!

In addition to the advantage of youth, another thing I think helps to 
keep me tight is that I am not a big fan of dildos so the only time my 
pussy gets stretched out is when I'm actually fucking.  Even then, most 
guys have dicks that are a lot smaller than your average dildo (sorry 
guys, but it's just a fact of life).  I know some girls that love these 
monster dildos and it's no wonder that they get loose fucking themselves 
with those atrocities!  It's like a smoker complaining about lung cancer 
– you have to pay for your actions sooner or later.  I was proud of my 
tight pussy, even if it DID make it a bit hard sometimes to get started.

My butt slid on the smooth clean car hood as he grabbed my hips and 
pulled me in tighter against him, driving his cock deeper into me in the 
process.  By holding myself up instead of just laying back and taking it, 
I was able to watch his dick as it disappeared inside of me and I smiled 
as my pussy hungrily took in my dad's cock.

"That's it daddy, push it in me," I encouraged him, "I love to feel it 
inside of me."

"You like it when my cock's all the way in you, don't you?" my dad asked, 
almost rhetorically.  Well duh, OF COURSE I did!  What girl doesn't like 
a cock deep inside of her?  Well, I guess there ARE those who claim to be 
happy just with girls but even so, don't most of them still rely on a 
dildo?  And even those, I bet, if you could offer them a cock without the 
guy attached, they would much prefer the real thing than some plastic 
replica.

"Mmmmmmm, yes daddy, I want you ALL the way in me," I purred as he 
continued to slowly push himself deeper and deeper into me.

Finally I felt the base of his crotch meet up against mine and I looked 
down again and saw nothing but his pubic hair pressed tightly against my 
bare pussy, his cock nowhere in sight and a shiver ran threw me as I 
realized my dad and I were now joined together as closely as a father and 
daughter could ever be.  It was like we were one now, a parent and child 
reunited through one of the most intimate and loving acts two people 
could share.

My dad began to stroke himself in and out of me, slow and first and then 
gradually picking up speed.

"Oh Christ, your cunt feel so damn good!" my dad groaned.

He reached down and lofted my legs up from where they had been hanging 
over the edge of the car hood and draped them over his shoulders.  
Afterwards, it felt like his cock was even deeper into me when he was 
pushing it in and I grunted a little each time he banged into me.  My dad 
wasn't even looking at my face anymore but seemed to be concentrating on 
my body and especially down at his crotch where his cock was putting on 
quite a show for us.

I wasn't saying much by now as I wasn't sure he was actually listening to 
me anymore.  From the vacant look in his eyes and the grimace on his face 
as he struggled to fuck me even faster, it appeared that he was 100% 
focused on me and nothing else.  In fact, he was SO focused that he 
didn't even appear to hear the voice behind us - although I certainly 
did!


Chapter 3 – Uncle Jim Joins In
==============================

"Well, well, well!  Looks like someone's getting in a last minute 
screwing," a deep voice called out from the garage door opening.

I looked over and while I couldn't see much with the car in the way, I 
certainly recognized the voice.  It was my Uncle Jim, my dad's younger 
brother.  Actually, I was a bit relieved that it was him.  I could only 
imagine what the reaction would have been had one of our neighbors 
stopped by to borrow the lawn mower or something!  Now THAT would course 
quite a stir in the neighborhood!

Although I had no illusions that people thought I was some naοve innocent 
girl, at the same time I didn't think they thought me as some kind of 
whore either and certainly NOT the type of girl who fucked her dad!  What 
I mean is that although in my view I don't see anything whatsoever wrong 
with incest, I am not so naοve as to think everyone shares my point of 
view.  It would certainly have been a major topic on our town and I could 
probably hang up any aspirations of teaching should THAT ever get out.  
We were both so sure that nobody would interfere that I wasn't worried 
about the door being up while we did it but now with his brother there it 
hit home just how big a risk we were taking on!

"Uhhhh, earth to John!" my uncle called out, "Anyone going to say hello 
or are you just going to ignore me and keep fucking your slutty 
daughter?"

I frowned a little at that.  When my dad called me a slut it was cute, 
sort of his personal pet nickname for me.  My Uncle Jim, on the other 
hand, called me a slut more as a slur than anything else.  I fucked him 
the first time partially for the fun of it but mostly as a little bit of 
revenge against his bitchy wife.  I had let him fuck me a few times after 
that more out of respect for my dad's wishes than anything else.

The problem was that I couldn't help but feel a little bit used by my 
uncle as it seemed he was just fucking me because he wanted to fuck a 
younger girl and I was simply available.  It wasn't like I meant anything 
special to him other than as a young piece to screw.  Sadly, I felt the 
same way after I watched him fuck Tammy and had more time to think about 
it.  It certainly wasn't the same for them was when my dad fucked me.  
Again, it seemed more like he was taking advantage of her to get what 
most men can only dream about – fucking a barely fifteen year old girl.

Although I never said anything about this to Tammy, I DID notice she 
didn't exactly throw herself at her dad and seemed to avoid sex with him 
as much as possible after he had fucked her a few times.  It was a bit of 
a shame as I had hoped that she could have the same relationship with her 
dad that I enjoyed so much with mine!

"Hey Uncle Jim!" I called out, trying to put on a smile for him.

I didn't want my dad to know my true feelings for his brother, at least 
when it came to sex.  Strange as it may seem, I think my dad felt a 
little pride when his brother fucked me.  The two had always been 
extremely competitive, especially when it came to girls, and I think he 
loved knowing how much my uncle loved to fuck me and that he could have 
me all he wanted while my uncle only got to screw me a few times, at 
least so far.  It didn't hurt either that my dad had taken his brother's 
youngest daughter's cherry!

Uncle Jim stepped up to the driver's door and rested on foot on the car 
floor and leaned over on the top of the car to get a better view of me 
being fucked by his brother.

"Damn it John, you have one fucking hot daughter, you know?" he said.

It sounded like a question but I think he meant it more as a statement.  
My dad just ignored him and stayed focused on fucking me even faster.  He 
was panting now and his face was flushed from the exertion of fucking me.  
I wondered if he was just ignoring his brother or if he was so far gone 
into his sexual world that he was just tuning out everything outside of 
what he was doing to me.

"You know it Jim," my dad suddenly responded.  I think it took both of us 
by surprise as my uncle just stared back at him and I kept looking 
between the two of them.

"Well shit, you ARE listening... so you gonna share her or what?" Uncle 
Jim asked him, sounding a little impatient now.

My dad didn't skip a beat but just kept on stroking himself in and out of 
me in a rhythmic way.  He DID slow down a bit though until he was almost 
a clock with one stroke in each direction every second or so.

"So what do you say Kelly?" my dad asked me, looking me in the eyes for 
the first time since he had started fucking me, "Do you mind if I let 
your uncle fuck you for a while?"

I smiled at the tone of his voice and the way he said it.  For him it 
wasn't so much a question as to whether or not I wanted my uncle to fuck 
me, but rather a statement that my DAD would decide if his brother was 
going to have a piece of his daughter's pussy.  It was subtle one way and 
it was my decision whereas the other way made it his choice as to whether 
another man would fuck daughter – or not.

In the past I my dad had actually acted like my pimp, such as the time he 
recruited my cousin Kristi and me to act as "prostitutes" for some 
important clients of his.  It pleased me to see him take control, to be 
the one responsible for who would have sex with me - and how.  Again, I 
didn't worry because I trusted him implicitly so whoever I always 
consented no matter who he asked me to have sex with.  In this case it 
was just his brother so there wasn't any big deal anyway.

"Anything you want daddy," I replied.

Indeed, I really DID want him to do anything he wanted so far as I was 
concerned, and I DO mean ANYTHING.  It wasn't until you stop holding back 
anything, that you released yourself into someone else's care totally, 
that you could feel the true love between you and that person.

"Anything sweetie?" he repeated with a broad grin.

"Yes daddy... ANYTHING."

My dad looked over at his brother and shrugged his shoulders.

"Well, looks like it's your lucky day little brother," my dad chuckled.

He pulled his dick out of me but kept his death grip on my hips as he 
pulled me off the car hood.  He twisted me around to face his brother and 
then pushed me in the back, causing me to lean over.  I put my hands on 
my knees and kept my legs spread apart at about shoulder width as I felt 
my dad's hand groping my ass and directing his cock back into me again 
from behind.  In the meantime, my uncle shut the driver's door leaving 
his crotch about two feet in front of my face.  He was fully clothed but 
that didn't hide the growth of something under his jeans!

"Why don't you help him get ready Kelly?" my dad "suggested".

It more of a command than a suggestion but that didn't matter to me - I 
was more than happy to comply!  I reached forward where my uncle was 
already unzipping his jeans and probed through his underwear until I had 
his dick out in the open.  He was already pretty stiff But I knew a 
little attention from my tongue and he would be hard as a rock before 
long.

While my dad continued to fuck me slowly from behind, I took my uncle's 
cock in my mouth and started to stroke him in and out of my mouth in sync 
with the strokes my father was making with his cock in my pussy.  

"God damn John!  who taught her to suck cock like this?" my Uncle Jim 
groaned, "Shit, she is absolutely INCREDIBLE!"

"Well, I know Mary gave her a few lessons early on but I think she was 
born to it, don't you think?" my dad said proudly.

"Oh my god, you said it brother," Uncle Jim replied.

Listening to them, I went all the way down on my uncle's cock until I had 
it all in my mouth.  I shook my head back and forth to cause it to rub 
around in my mouth and on my tongue and my uncle just shuddered from the 
sensations I was giving him.

"Oh god, look at her now... Christ, she has the whole damn thing in her 
mouth now!" Uncle Jim gasped.

He put his hands on the back of my head and pulled me in even tighter 
into his crotch, almost making me gag before he allowed me to pull my 
head back and catch a breath.

"OK, my turn to fuck her now," Uncle Jim said to my dad.

I looked back over at my dad, expecting him to consent to his brother's 
wishes.  I was just as surprised as my uncle when I saw him shaking his 
head instead!

"Nope, I have a better idea," my dad said in a secretive voice.  What in 
the world was he up to now anyway?

"What do you say we BOTH fuck her?" my dad asked.

Now THAT got my attention, to say the least.  My first thought was he 
wanted one of them to fuck me in the ass while the other did my pussy.  
Some of his porn videos had scenes like that in them and I thought at 
first he was trying to live out one of those fantasies.  I couldn't 
believe he would offer such a thing, especially since he knew how I felt 
about anal sex!  He must have sensed my trepidation or seen my face 
grimace as he quickly added more to his statement.

"Don't worry baby, I know how you feel about THAT!" he laughed at me.  
"What I meant was two cocks in your PUSSY at the same time!"

Amazingly, with all the guys I have been fucked by, I’d never done 
anything like that before.  It wasn't that I turned it down, the 
opportunity just had never arisen, or at least I didn't realize that it 
had.  I know that guys love to watch me with another girl but when it 
came to having sex with me and another man, now THAT was a different 
story entirely.  To have their cocks actually touch each other, even if 
it WAS inside of my pussy, was apparently an act leading to homosexuality 
or something as "bad" as that.  None of the guys I had been with seemed 
to want to do it at least.  My uncle wasn't too keen on the idea either 
from what I could tell at first.

"Both of us in her..  at the same time?" he said, as if he hadn't heard 
my dad correctly the first time.

"Sure!  Why not?" my dad said like a little boy with a new idea.

I knew full well why he didn't want to but I figured this was one debate 
that was best for me to stay out of so I just shut up and listened.  My 
Uncle Jim hemmed and hawed but eventual he shrugged his shoulders and 
gave in.  He pulled away from me such that I wasn't sucking his dick 
anymore and waited for my dad to make the next move.

"Hmmm, now let's see how we can do this," my dad said as he pulled out my 
cunt as well.

Damn, here I was with two hard dicks right next to me and neither of them 
was in me or in my hands!  Well, at least THIS didn't happen very often.  
He went over to the side of the garage and pulled out a blanket that had 
been stored on a shelf and spread it out on the floor.  I should say – 
the HARD cement floor.  I glanced over at the door leading to the 
basement and wondered to myself why we didn't just go inside where it was 
comfortable, not to mention not out in full view of the neighborhood.  
Well, maybe that was an overstatement but still, someone COULD walk by at 
any time.  My dad was the one to get down on the floor so at least he 
wasn't making me do it!  He laid back on his back with his hard cock 
directed at his face, parallel to his stomach as he reached down to 
direct it skyward.

"Get over here Kelly and sit on my dick," he commanded.

Well, who was I to complain about THAT command!  I more than willingly 
positioned myself on top of him with my knees on the hard floor and my 
feet back up behind me resting on his legs.  I quickly lowered myself 
onto his cock, which slid MUCH easier into me now that he had been 
fucking me for a while.

"Mmmmmmm, that's better," my dad said with a grin.

I don't know how he could stand laying on the hard floor with nothing 
more than a blanket between him and the cold concrete but he didn't seem 
to mind one bit.  I guess his mind was on something else!

"C'mon Kelly, lean over," he said, "That's it baby, now put your hands on 
my shoulders."

As I leaned forward his cock automatically pulled out of me just a bit 
and I could feel the movement inside of me.  Uncle Jim was standing right 
behind me, taking in the view as he stroked his stiff cock with his left 
hand.

"So what do you think Jim?" my dad called out to him, "Think you can fit 
it in?”

"Damn, John, you know she's awful tight as it is and that's with ONE cock 
in her," Uncle Jim said in a tone that indicated he still wasn't quite 
sure about the whole idea.  I looked back at him saw him grinning 
mischievously.  Uh-oh!

"That is... unless someone's ready to take it up her ass!" he said with a 
laugh that didn't take the edge off as I think it was meant to.  He 
wasn't joking.  Nope, he was damn serious!

I glared at him.

"Oh come on Kelly, a cute little asshole like that needs to be fucked 
sooner or later," my uncle went on, "Besides, it looks so damn pretty and 
pink – not at all like the dark brown hole in the middle of my wife's fat 
ass!"

It seemed odd, but I knew that as far as some men were concerned my 
asshole was "pretty".  So far as I was concerned, it was just that – an 
asshole and assholes are where I crap from so it doesn't turn me on in 
the least thinking about having a dick up in there as well.  For those 
that like anal sex, I don't mind if they LICK my asshole.  Heck, even I 
have to admit that it feels pretty good to have my asshole played with 
and licked.

The farthest I have gone is to play with myself in the shower and bath 
tub where there is lots of running water.  With just one finger it wasn't 
all that bad but then my fingers aren't all that big compared to most 
guys and nowhere as big as even a small cock.  Bottom line, this was NOT 
going to happen.  People have asked me what I would do if my dad asked to 
fuck me in the ass but that's not a fair question.  My father knows my 
feelings about the subject so I know he would NEVER ask me to do it so 
asking what I would do if he did is just moot.

"Better back off Jim," my dad recommended.  I had stopped rocking on his 
cock during our little exchange and he obviously didn't want to ruin the 
good thing we had going.

"Oh all right, don't get all hostile on me," Uncle Jim said with a 
distinct note of resignation.

I wondered quickly if he had ever tried to fuck Tammy in the ass.  God, 
she was so small it would have probably hurt her, and I mean physically 
harmed her!  Tammy had never even mentioned the subject but then she 
didn't talk about her dad fucking her either, at least not to me.  My 
thoughts were brought back to earth when I felt my uncle moving in behind 
me, trying to push his finger in my pussy alongside my dad's dick.

"Shit, she's so fucking tight I can't even hardly get my finger in her," 
Uncle Jim whined.  "How the hell am I going to get my dick in there?"

"There should be some lotion in my glove box," I offered.  I usually kept 
a small bottle in there for emergencies.  You never knew what you might 
need it for although admittedly, this was NOT one of the reasons I had 
anticipated!

Uncle Jim went around to the passenger side and opened the glove box and 
rummaged through my mess until he found the small tube.  There wasn't a 
lot left in it but I knew it should be more than enough.  As he walked 
back to us, Uncle Jim squirted some of the lotion out on his hand and 
used it to lubricate his cock by sliding his hand up and down his cock as 
if he was masturbating for us.  By the time he got to me again his dick 
was all covered with white lotion and he put some more on his hand before 
reaching down to my ass.  He spread it over and around my pussy which 
left us both ready for what was to come next (hopefully him if I can 
apologize for the bad pun).  

"There, that should be better," he said softly to himself as he worked 
his way behind me.  I couldn't see quite how he as positioned but somehow 
he managed to get the head of his cock to my ass and I felt it slide 
across my butt cheek and briefly rest on my asshole.

"Uncle Jimmmmmm!!" I said in a warning tone of voice.

He got the message and laughed, tugged my hair just a bit to tease me as 
he said, "Now don't get your panties in a bunch, just giving you one last 
chance to reconsider."

I didn't bother correcting him about the panties – hard to get them in a 
bunch when you don't wear them!  Instead, I concentrated on how it felt 
as his cock slid down my ass from my asshole until it was down to my 
pussy.  I was holding still to make it easier for him to do whatever it 
was he was going to try to do to force his cock into me alongside my 
dad's.  I was still not too certain about all of this.  Were they both 
going to fit?  I knew theoretically a baby could pass through my pussy 
but I also knew it wasn't without a lot of pain and tearing so forget 
that theory.  I felt his finger pulling my pussy to the side, trying to 
create an opening big enough to push his cock into.

"Ow!  That hurts!" I complained.

When it comes to sex, I am a definite wimp.  Nothing that causes pain or 
humiliation – that's my motto.  No bondage, whips, handcuffs, or any of 
that crap so far as I'm concerned.  I don't even have any piercings, at 
least not after one misguided flirtation with my belly button – a 
foolhardy effort that I gave up on after a few weeks of pain.  I couldn't 
even imagine getting a real tattoo as the very thought of a needle 
piercing me hundreds or thousands of times is enough to make me puke.

My uncle didn't seem to hear me, or more likely he was just ignoring me, 
as he pulled my poor pussy apart even harder.  Then, just as I was about 
to complain again, I felt him pressing his cock head into me.  From the 
pressure I could tell he was pushing with everything he had and I was 
surprised that his cock didn't bend in two!  I guess it just goes to show 
you how hard he was!

My uncle repositioned himself and tried again.  Then he repositioned 
himself and tried again.  To be honest, the thrill was beginning to 
dissipate – this was more like work than sex!  I was about to say 
something about trying another time, anything to get him to stop, when I 
heard him groan and it felt like my hips were being split apart.

"Oh yeah, here we go!" my uncle gloated.

I couldn't help but cry out a little as he pushed himself into me and 
then just kept pushing and pushing until he must have been as far into me 
as he could go because he let out a deep breath and I felt the pressure 
stabilize.  I felt them both start to move and then they both stopped.  
After a brief pause they started again and once again they both stopped.  
Both of them started to laugh and my dad was the first to speak up.

"Well, you gotta admit... this looks a lot easier in the porn movies!"

My uncle laughed even harder and responded saying, "OK, do we do this 
together or what?"

"Guess we better stay together then," my dad offered, "On second thought, 
I'll lead."

"Oh sure, you always get to go first," my uncle whined.  God, it sounded 
like an Everyone Loves Raymond episode except I never saw one where the 
brothers discussed how to fuck one girl at the same time.  Maybe I should 
write in and recommend it!  Nonetheless, I sat still as I let them try to 
stroke their cocks in me.  My dad was right – it DID look a whole lot 
easier and hotter in the movies.  I guess it also helps if you have a 
pussy as wide open as a barn door like those porn sluts probably have.  
Finally, after a few minutes of almost comical efforts, I felt my uncle 
pull out of me (it wasn't as easy as you might think either!) and he fell 
to the floor and sat down next to us.  I can't say I was all that 
disappointed.

"Crap, now THAT was one fucking horrible idea John," he said with a 
disarming grin, "Any more insane fantasies you'd like to try?"

My ears perked up at that and I quickly spoke up before he DID have any 
more!

"Hey, what if I sucked you both at the same time... how would that be?" I 
offered.  It was a spur of the moment idea and as soon as I said it my 
jaws were already starting to hurt but I couldn't take it back.

Not surprisingly, they both looked like they thought it was a great idea 
so I stood up and let my dad's cock slip from my pussy.  What a 
difference to go from being stuffed with two cocks to being empty!  
Before they could do anything I looked around and saw one of the seat 
cushions left over from an old deck chair in the corner of the garage.  
Maybe my dad didn't mind the hard floor but my knees hurt from the short 
time I was on it so I needed something to protect me better than just a 
thick blanket.  I tossed the cushion to the floor on top of the blanket 
and dropped to my knees.  I pointed a finger, one at each of the hard 
disks in the garage, and motioned with my finger for them to approach me.

"I think she wants to suck our dicks," my uncle joked with my dad.

"Oh, and what gives you THAT silly idea?" my dad replied, playing along.

"Will you guys just shut up and let me suck your cocks, gee whiz anyway!" 
I huffed as I rolled my eyes in mock exasperation.

They both stepped up to the plate, which in this case was about six 
inches in front of me such that their cocks were practically tip to tip.  
To my dad's everlasting shame, his brother's cock was at least an inch or 
so longer and considerably thicker.  It really didn't matter to me but I 
knew it always bothered him so I rarely mentioned it.  In this case, 
however, it was sort of hard to ignore.  My uncle knew all about my dad's 
penis phobia and poked him in the side to tease him a bit about it.

"Still smaller, I see," he gloated, "So who's the 'little' brother now?".

"Ah shut up," was all my dad could come up with.  Not exactly a snappy 
response but I think he had other things on his mind at the time!

I took both cocks, one in each hand and started to stroke them.  They 
both had some of the lotion from my uncle's cock although naturally my 
uncle had more.  Even though my dad had plenty of my wet pussy on him, it 
wasn't as slick as the lotion so it was easier to stroke my uncle's cock 
at the start of things.

At first I just sucked them one at a time, starting with my dad first, 
doing a few simple head bobs and then switching to my uncle.  One taste 
of his cock and I learned a valuable lesson – don't use hand lotion to 
lubricate a cock if you plan to suck it later!  Ugh, it was gross!  
Fortunately, it dissipated rather quickly but there was still an 
aftertaste when I sucked him.

After a few minutes of switching back and forth, I decided it was time to 
try out two dicks at the same time.  I normally prefer one-to-one sex and 
when I DO get involved in a gang-bang, usually there is more fucking than 
sucking involved.  As a result, this was actually a first time for me!  I 
wasn't sure how to go about it – take them both at the same time or put 
one in my mouth and then try to fit the other one in?  If my pussy 
experience had anything to say, maybe it would be best to do them both at 
the same time so I took them each in my hand and put the tips of the 
heads together.  I couldn't help but tease them a little by rubbing them 
together like two sticks when trying to start a fire.

"Crap, that's gross Kelly!" my uncle complained, "bad enough to see his 
miniature cock but don't rub it on mine!"

My dad playfully smacked him, although maybe not as playfully as he could 
have judging by the sound!  I figured I had better get to business before 
it got ugly so I opened my mouth wide and pushed them inside.  At first 
it really wasn't all that bad.  They actually went in without much 
problem although I had to watch my teeth more closely than normal to be 
sure I didn't chew on their dicks.  As I got more of their cocks in my 
mouth I started sucking on them like they were just one fat cock.  It 
seemed a little less then optimal to me but they must have liked it 
because I looked up to see them winking at each other and then giving 
high-fives to one another.

"Holy shit, what the HELL is going on out here?"

Now THAT was not something I expected and I practically choked on their 
cocks as my breath seemed to disappear.  I turned my head and there 
standing in the garage opening was my mom with a bag of groceries in her 
arms.  She had evidently parked at the top of the driveway and walked 
down to put some things in the freezer which was in the basement.  I bet 
she never expected to see this when she turned the corner!

"Hey Mary, nice to see ya again!" my uncle said, the first to respond and 
acting as if we were all just sitting around having a cup of tea.  My dad 
just had this sheepish grin on his face as my mom just stood there as if 
she couldn't quite believe what she was seeing.  It certainly wasn't the 
fact we were having sex.  Hell, she fucked both of these guys herself on 
a regular basis so what was the big deal with me doing them both 
together?  I soon found out.

"Do you horny bastards realize that the old folks next door are outside?" 
she said with a look of her eyes towards the driveway.  "Hell, if they 
weren't so hard of hearing they would have heard you by now.  Cripes 
sake, I could hear you from halfway down the driveway!"

"Don't worry, we'll be done in a bit," my dad assured her.

My mom gave him her classic put-down look and said, "I figured as much 
knowing you two."

"Ouch!" my dad responded, "damn Mary, now THAT hurt!"

Meanwhile, what was I suppose to do?  There wasn't much for me to say so 
I just kept sucking them off.  My mom wasn't through though and her next 
words added some urgency to my efforts.

"Well, just so you know, I was just on my cell phone and Shari is going 
to be over here in about ten minutes to pick up some of the stuff I got 
at the store for her."

Red Alert!  My Aunt Shari was the self-appointed Family Prude – and proud 
of it.  Frankly, I don't know how she and my Uncle Jim ever even had 
kids!  God, if she were to walk in right now the papers would have 
headlines tomorrow about the mass murder in Pittsburgh!  Even with this 
threat on the horizon, my dad and uncle were too horny to quit now.  Men!  
My dad quickly took control of the situation.

"Well, no time to lose so let's get going," he said.  He pulled from my 
mouth and pushed me down onto the cushion.

"Sorry Jim," he said to his brother as he kneeled down between my legs, 
"parental privilege, you know." 

My dad quickly kneeled between my legs and reaching down, grabbed me by 
the upper thighs and pulled my ass up onto his lap until my pussy was up 
to his cock.  Using one hand to guide his cock while the other held me in 
place, he was soon inside of me and fucking me quickly.  Mmmmmmm, it felt 
good to have my dad fucking me again.  I had been afraid that he was just 
going to have me finish the blowjob and then cum on me or in my mouth.  
Since this was my last day and home and I would be leaving for school 
shortly, I had been hoping to leave with a nice load of daddy cum in me!

"Oh well, I guess beggars can't be choosers," my uncle sighed as he moved 
up to my face and offered me his cock.

It was a lot easier to suck just his cock alone and I was soon blowing 
him as hard as I could while my dad was plowing my pussy, working to cum 
as quickly as he could.  I was curious who would cum first but if I had 
to lay money down, it would be on my Uncle Jim.  It wasn't anything 
really to do with him per se, it was more that he as the one getting the 
blowjob and I was quite proud of my ability to make a guy cum pretty damn 
fast with just my mouth.

Some guys claim that they can't finish off with just a girl's mouth on 
them and have to stroke themselves to finish.  Personally, I think they 
just have watched one too many porn movies where the stereotype is for 
the girl to suck until the guy is ready to cum and then he strokes 
himself off until he shoots all over her.  Hogwash!  That is just for the 
porn movies, or least so far as I was concerned.  Think about it – how 
could I get a guy so hard and excited and NOT be able to make him cum 
using my mouth?  It just didn't make sense to me and any guy that claims 
he can't cum that way just hasn't had the proper blowjob!

There was only one problem with my logic – my dad was a super horny toad 
today.  Sure enough, as I prepared myself for my uncle to cum while my 
dad was fucking away at my pussy, suddenly I heard my dad groan and to my 
surprise I felt him cumming in me!  God, he really WAS horny today to cum 
that fast!

Fortunately for my ego, my uncle was less than a minute behind him.  I 
locked my lips on him, determined to keep his cum in my mouth and not all 
over my face but he had other plans for me.  As I said, my uncle can be a 
bit of a jerk at times and apparently this was going to be one of those 
times.  Just as I felt his cum starting to erupt onto my tongue, he 
pulled his dick from my mouth and spurted his cum all over my face, hair 
and boobs.  If it hadn't been for the pleasure I had gotten from my dad's 
cock cumming in me, I would have been really pissed off so my uncle got 
off pretty lucky (no pun intended this time!).  Even so, I could feel his 
cum dripping down my chin and face.  Then I looked down and saw that it 
was running all over my boobs and upper chest as well.  God only knows 
what was in my hair!

Again, the two of them exchanged high-fives and my dad let me slide down 
his lap, his cock withdrawing from me in the process.  Both of them were 
no teenage boys, that was for sure, as I noticed their cocks were already 
only about half the size they had been just a couple of minutes earlier.  
Lack of stamina had its pros and cons and today the pros undoubtedly won 
out.

With Aunt Shari on the way, we had to get moving and they were out of 
service for at least the next few hours so there was no temptation to 
keep going and risk my snotty aunt catching us.  I grabbed a cloth from 
the rag pile and used it to wipe the cum as best I could from my face and 
body.  I looked over at my uncle as I did it and frowned.  He knew 
exactly what I was frowning about and just shrugged his shoulders at me – 
the jerk!

"What can I say Kelly?" he said with a stupid grin.  Well, maybe next 
time I won't suck him when he wants me to!

I checked my face out in my car mirror and sighed as I saw several 
strands of cum in my hair.  From past experience I knew better than to 
try and rub them out with the rag – they would have to wait for a shower.  
My dad and uncle quickly dressed as I gathered my clothes and disappeared 
into the house to shower.  As I passed my mom going up the stairs, she 
noticed the cum still in my hair and the flush look on my face.

"You know girl, sometimes I really don't know about you," she said with a 
strange look on her face, "I guess I never dreamed when you were little 
that one day I would come home to see you sucking your father's and 
uncle's dicks in the middle of the garage – with the door open at that!"

At first I thought she was being serious and was unhappy with what had I 
had done but then she couldn't hold it back anymore and broke out 
laughing.

"Good grief Kelly, you are so easy sometimes," she said with a smile on 
her face.  "Now you had better get going... and for crying out loud, make 
sure you get all that cum out of your hair.  Let me guess... Uncle Jim?"

I nodded and she frowned, for real this time.

"Yeah, he CAN be an ass sometime, can't he?" she said sadly.  Then her 
face brightened up and she giggled, "But he DOES have a pretty nice cock, 
doesn't he?"

We both giggled like two schoolgirls sharing a naughty secret.  She 
spanked me playfully on my bare ass and then called up to me as I went up 
the stairs, "Now don't you DARE tell your father I said that!"

I smiled at her, just a mother and daughter sharing a little secret 
between them.  Just as I reached the top of the stairs I heard my Aunt 
Shari coming in the front door.  God, what would she have said if she saw 
me now; nude, clutching my clothes with a flushed face and cum in my 
hair!  It would have been especially interesting if she knew whose cum it 
was!  I went into the shower with a smile.

Not a bad send-off for my last year at college!

THE END