Subject: My Dad's Dream Comes True... Again
Story Codes: MF Mf oral incest father daughter granddaughter uncle niece
Diary Date: June 12, 2016
Author: Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>
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Summary
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One of my deepest regrets will always be that I didn't give myself to my
father first so it seemed I was always looking for a way to somehow make
it up to him. Ten years ago I think I did a pretty good job when I
arranged for him to take my fourteen year old cousin Tammy's virginity
and then swap daughters the next day with his brother. So now, ten
years later, could I pull it off again? Of course even if she wasn't
engaged Tammy was far too old now for my dad's tastes but it wasn't like
there weren't other options in our family that were available. So if I
was going to do this then what better day to pick than Father's Day?
Table of Contents
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Chapter 1 - Family Relationships
Chapter 2 - My Annual Dilemma
Chapter 3 - Making Plans
Chapter 4 - Getting Katlyn on Board
Chapter 5 - Father's Day Morning
Chapter 6 - Lake Swap
Chapter 7 - My Father's Gratitude Expressed
Chapter 1 - Family Relationships
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Family life can be complicated enough sometimes and then throw in curve
balls like incest and underage sex... well it becomes almost unmanageable
at times! Often I think about how helpful it would be if everyone was
on-board but for better or worse that's just not the case. This is
especially true when dealing with my dad's side which is by far the
largest, and hence the most complex.
For years when it came to incest things were pretty much limited to my
dad's younger brother, my Uncle Jim, and two of his three kids - Tammy
the youngest and Rick who was four years older. Then there's Kate who
falls in between but she's a carbon copy of her mom - straight-laced and
terribly self-righteous. Rick and his dad were both fucking me (although
not at the same time!) back when I was in high school starting after my
dad began having sex with me after I was sixteen. It was no secret, at
least to anyone who knew what signs to look for, that both of them had
their eyes on Tammy. Surprisingly it ended up being my dad who got to do
her first shortly after her fourteenth birthday. I'm proud to claim
responsibility for setting all that up but then it was the least I could
do for him after denying him that opportunity with me when I was her age.
It wasn't until years later that I learned my mom and my oldest uncle,
Uncle Paul, had a thing going on going back to their high school days
which NOBODY knew about, not even her sister (my Aunt Linda) with whom I
thought she shared everything! To say I "learned about it" is to say he
confided in me when trying to convince me to do it with him the first
time so it's not like he was spilling the beans without a good reason.
Uncle Paul has two daughters, neither of which are the proper daughters
they should be, at least when it comes to satisfying their father's
needs. It was his daughter Ginny who brought us Katlyn. Technically
that makes Katlyn my second cousin but we've always been so close that
she calls me "Aunt Kelly" and I've just grown accustomed to referring to
her as my niece.
While my dad and his brothers all had their eyes on young Katlyn growing
up, given that her parents weren't in on the family secret it was pretty
much assumed she was hands-off (amongst other things) although I'm pretty
sure that didn't keep them from fantasizing about her. At least I know
my dad surely did as I would often see him masturbating looking at the
most recent photos he'd sneaked of her at a family gathering. Funny how
most of them seemed to focus on her cute little butt, LOL.
Eventually my husband Steve joined Katlyn's "fan club" but in his case he
was fortunate enough to be married to me. So while none of the guys had
the good fortune of being Katlyn's first (she gave that up to some silly
boy at school), last fall my husband DID get the bragging rights to being
her second - and the first in our family to fuck her. Once the incest
line had been crossed it wasn't long afterwards before my father FINALLY
got to realize his dreams and enjoyed the tight grip of her fifteen year-
old pussy around his incestuous cock as well. Since neither Ginny or her
husband were involved in incest we had to be careful but fortunately my
cousin was pretty liberal and with Katlyn being a bit of a slut anyways,
her flirting with my father and husband seemed to go unnoticed. Not to
her grandfather though! The last time Uncle Paul fucked me it seemed he
was more interested in talking about his granddaughter than his niece!
So as far as my dad's side of the family goes, that's pretty much how
things are. Well, I don't mean nothing has changed. Tammy, for
instance, went off to college and got engaged. With a ring on her finger
she won't even let her brother fuck her, let alone my dad or her father.
Personally I'd always thought she was a better daughter than that but
then I suppose not every daughter takes her family duties and
responsibilities as seriously as I do.
As for me, I haven't had sex with my Uncle Jim or his son in years. Both
of them are pretty much assholes and since I no longer needed to put out
for them so my dad could enjoy Tammy I didn't see any point in doing so.
My Uncle Paul and I still get together every now and then but that's only
like once or twice a year at some family gathering if we think we can
pull it off. It's not like we get together at other times for sex, more
a convenience thing for both of us I guess you could say.
As for my mom's side... that's totally different as it's just my Aunt
Linda and her daughter, my cousin Kristi. Kristi had been married for a
short while a few years back. In my opinion it was weird relationship
with some married (at the time) client she met during her career as a
prostitute. Actually the marriage lasted longer than I figured it would
although my expectation pretty low - I gave them a week, LOL. As for
Aunt Linda, she's still living with my dad, just as she has since the day
my mom moved out after the divorce. Yeah, literally the same day! I
think most of my dad's family has finally accepted it after years of
whispering and raised eyebrows. Of course almost none of them know he's
doing her daughter as well - not to mention his own!
Most important, at least to this diary entry, has been the development of
Katlyn's relationships in the family. After she first got started having
sex with my dad and husband everything was new and exciting, leading to a
number of get-togethers and sometimes questionable choices for more
public outings. My dad even somehow convinced her to attend one of her
mother's family sex parties where she got to enjoy herself with several
other fathers in a safe and family-friendly environment. Like me though,
she really didn't get off from it as much as my dad had hoped so that
pretty much turned into a one-time event. One thing I've noticed is that
her popularity at school increased exponentially as she learned to use
her budding sexuality to her advantage - I like to think I helped her a
bit with that. Sadly, at least to my dad and husband, her little trysts
with older men have died down significantly. It was now summer and I
think the last time she had been with either was several months ago!
Chapter 2 - My Annual Dilemma
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With Father's Day approaching, I was facing my annual struggle - trying
to decide what to get my dad for his big day. It's not like he NEEDED me
to buy him anything as with all the money he made at his law firm he
could buy just about anything he wanted. He had all the usual boy toys -
the car, boat, country club memberships, clothing, and of course every
gadget imaginable. His HUGE flat screen TV coupled with an array of
computers, tablets, video equipment and high speed internet was the hub
of his porn activities.
Rather than buying a useless tie or pair of silly socks, or some mug with
"world's greatest dad" or the like emblazoned on it, most years my "gift"
usually involved more of something to do with ME than anything I could
buy in a store. While my dad didn't need anything on a store shelf, I
knew there was one thing he always needed - his daughter. More
specifically - sex with his daughter. Between my aunt and cousin, not to
mention the family parties, it wasn't like he didn't get enough sex and
let's be honest... at his age it doesn't take as much these days to keep
him happy. Sex with his daughter, just as for me having sex with my
father, is totally different. I can see the need in his eyes and feel
the lust in his kisses as he takes me as no other man can. I can hear
his groans as he cums in me, giving him what I can give no other man - a
daughter's total submission.
Well, I DO buy sexy outfits and such to wrap his "present" in.
Now I'm in my thirties, more than twice the age which usually draws the
interest of my dad. Other than the women in our family he pretty much
sticks to younger girls. Once they get a driver's license he is pretty
much over them. Still, as his only daughter I know I have a special
place in his heart - not to mention his crotch.
This year would be the fifteenth Father's Day since my dad and I started
having sex so I wanted our "anniversary" to be a little special, making
it all the more difficult to decide on anything. My mom certainly wasn't
any help. When I asked her for some ideas she just said, "Show up in his
bed naked and he'll be happy." OK, so he WOULD be happy I'm sure but I
wanted to do something he'd remember years later. The funny thing is
when I asked my Aunt Linda the same question her response was, "Show up
in his bed naked and he'll be happy." I guess sisters think alike! I
supposed they were right but I still wanted something more special for
the best father in the entire world!
So what do you get the guy who has everything?
The answer to my prayers came appropriately while sitting at a Sunday
morning church service in the pew next to my dad. At the time I could
still feel the tingle in my pussy from him having just fucked me
literally minutes earlier at his house. I closed my eyes, pressing my
thighs tightly together as replayed those moments in my head. A shudder
went through me as I recalled the sound of his voice in my ear, telling
me how much he loved me as he ejaculated deep within me. The warmth of
his sperm, the feeling of fullness as he buried himself deep within me,
the pressing of his thick pubic hair against my bare pussy as he mated
me... it was almost too much!
I felt a hand on my leg, squeezing my upper thigh gently. Opening my
eyes, I looked down to see my dad's hand casually resting on my leg right
at the edge of my skirt which came about half way to my knee. I looked
up at him and our eyes met and he smiled. I knew what he was thinking
and no doubt he knew the same about me. It was all I could do to not
lift my skirt and pull his hand into my aching crotch!
Looking just past him I could see across the sanctuary where Katlyn was
seated with her younger brother between their parents. I smiled as she
looked SOOOOO bored. Then again, what sixteen year-old isn't in church?
It was a warm spring day and I could tell that she was wearing one of her
favorite little sundresses. I was a little surprised she was wearing it
to church though as her mother was usually pretty strict about such
things even though away from church she pretty much let Katlyn choose her
own wardrobe. If I remembered right, this particular one showed off her
teen body perfectly. Even from far across the sanctuary I could see her
nipples poking through the thin material although more likely it was just
an optical illusion. At sixteen her boobs were pretty well developed so
the odds of her mom letting her go to church without a bra were about
non-existent.
My dad's hand squeezed my thigh again, a little stronger this time and I
felt his thumb rub me ever so gently just under my skirt. Hmmmmmm, he
must still be pretty horny this morning to push things right in the
middle of the service! My pussy tingled again and I looked once more at
pretty Katlyn. Then it hit me like tablets had dropped from the sky... I
knew just what to get my dad for Father's Day! He'd already fucked
Katlyn several times so it wasn't like THAT would mean a whole lot but
what I had in mind would surely be a present worthy of a father as
wonderful as mine.
Chapter 3 - Making Plans
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Unfortunately as with most things in life the devil would be in the
details. Oh sure the concept was simple, it was the logistics that
caused me headaches. It wasn't that I expected any problems getting my
dad to go along and I was sure Uncle Paul wouldn't be a fuss either. I
figured even Katlyn wouldn't want to miss out on such an opportunity.
No, my problems weren't with any of those who I expected to be involved -
it was the ones who WEREN'T that drove me nuts. The biggest problem I
faced was that it WAS going to be Father's Day how would I get my cousin
to allow Katlyn to spend the day with her grandfather rather than her
father? It wasn't like I could go to Ginny and ask, "Hey, do you mind if
your slutty daughter comes alone with me and her horny grandfather and my
uncle so they can fuck her all day?" Of course it WOULD be kinda fun to
see her reaction if I did, at last for a few moments until all hell broke
loose. Obviously I had to come up with a more realistic approach.
In the end I had to compromise a little. My initial thoughts were to
surprise Katlyn but it soon became apparent I would need her on board if
my mission was to be successful. Of course THAT meant confiding in her
my plans ahead of time. I'd felt pretty confident seeing what a slut
she'd become in the past year that once she found herself in a situation
without many options she'd gladly go along and from there we'd all have
fun. Telling her ahead of time gave her more options though, not all of
them necessarily favorable to my plans.
Even before she started having sex with my husband and father I'd
realized that Katlyn and I had a few different views about men. For me,
the older the better (up to a point). If he was married, all the was
better. Add in a teenage daughter or two and it was perfect. Katlyn, on
the other hand, was obsessed with boys at school. It may have been
because they were just as obsessed with her and fawned all over her
throughout the day. To her, older men were just that - OLD. So while
the thrill of being naughty in committing incest kept her interest, over
time things along those lines dwindled as her sex life with boys more her
age blossomed.
There was also the fact that despite my best efforts, I'd never made much
headway when it comes to teaching her about the duties and
responsibilities of proper Christian daughters, particularly when it came
to giving themselves sexually to their fathers. It wasn't totally my
fault though as her dad never made even the slightest move in that
direction from which she could initiate anything. It wouldn't be such a
big deal normally except it was messing with my plans. The problem was
that if she wasn't fucking her own father, then doing her grandfather was
going to be a bigger step than for most family-oriented girls.
For days I struggled trying to come up with a plan that would work
perfectly but just when I thought I had it licked there always seemed to
be a glitch. My first thought was to go with the obvious - an invitation
to go water skiing. That one was quickly shot down as I knew if we
extended the offer to Katlyn it would be difficult to explain why JUST
her and not the entire family as was the norm. Maybe if it was just her
I might have been able to strike a deal but adding in Uncle Paul without
anyone else would be pretty impossible to rationalize.
It wasn't until once again I found myself praying in church when the
answer came to me. Hmmmmmm, I don't want to hear anyone try and tell me
that God doesn't answer prayer!
One thing my Uncle Paul was big on was fishing. His biggest problem was
he didn't have a boat. The main reason he didn't have a boat was that
nobody else in the family was into fishing so the money went elsewhere -
like their big camper. On the other hand my dad was never one for
dealing with messy fish but he DID have a boat. Yeah, it was really
meant more for water skiing than fishing but it WAS a boat. From what
I'd heard the my uncle would try to take his kids and grandkids out to a
nearby lake for fishing now from the bank although I wasn't sure how
thrilled Katlyn was about it. She was always pretty much the girly-girl
and so dealing with messy, smelly fish didn't seem like her cup of tea.
Still, it WAS the only opening I could think of so maybe it could be made
to work. Hey, it was better than nothing!
Chapter 4 - Getting Katlyn on Board
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All the plans in the world are fine... it's putting them into play that
counts. I'd leave it up to my uncle to work things out with his family.
When I mentioned to him my plans he was excite - to say the least! As
much as he craved his sexy teenage granddaughter, crossing the line with
her had proved to be more than he was ready to do on his own. Watching
her flirt with him made me almost feel sorry for the poor guy but then
she flirted with everyone so nobody thought anything of it. It wasn't
much different than when I was her age only my mom caught a lot more
flack back then for my outfits even though they weren't much more risqu‚
than Katlyn's these days. I guess times have changed in fifteen or so
years. Wow... makes me feel so old!
Yet again, church came to the rescue - and people wonder why I'm such a
church girl! As usual I was seated up tight against my dad, legs crossed
this time which allowed my skirt to ride up my tanned bare thigh on the
side next to him a bit more than perhaps was socially acceptable but then
being "socially acceptable" had never been a worry of mine. This time
I'd noted Katlyn and her family were seated behind us so I couldn't see
her once we'd taken our seats. It was about midway through the second
hymn when I felt a wetness between my legs. Oh crap, I must not have
pushed out enough of my dad's cum in the car on the way to church and now
it must be leaking out! Had I worn panties it wouldn't have been such a
problem but when do I ever wear panties to church - or much anywhere else
besides at work? Not like it would be the first time my dad had to walk
behind me as we made our way out after the service to hide the wet spots
on the back of my dress. Still, why even get into that situation in the
first place? With everyone standing and my dad next to the aisle it made
it easy to step out and make my way quickly to the restroom on the lower
level without drawing too much attention.
Entering one of the stalls, I cleaned off the seat and took a seat,
pulling up my dress to my waist in the process. Reaching down, I could
feel the slickness of my father's cum as it drained from me. Wow, he
must have cum bucket this morning! I wondered if it had anything to do
with the discussion we had about my plans for father's Day. It wasn't
like I could NOT tell him after all since he had to deal with the
logistics.
Wadding up some toilet paper, I dabbed my pussy and then rubbed to wipe
it clean. Suddenly it was like a jolt of electricity traveled up my
spine as my fingers rubbed on my clit. Hmmmmmm, guess who was still
horny?! I really needed to get back to the service but another rub and
my willpower drained away. It couldn't hurt to take a few more
minutes... could it?
Using my finger directly on me, I began to masturbate in earnest in the
empty bathroom, thoughts of my daddy fucking me earlier on the kitchen
counter playing over and over in my head...
Well, it HAD been an empty bathroom... Suddenly my masturbation
activities were interrupted by someone opening the door and entering.
Dang, talk about bad timing! I didn't stop but rather just slowed a
little to keep from gasping or otherwise raising any suspicions.
"Kelly, you in here?" I heard a voice and instantly recognized the
speaker. Katlyn!
"I can see your heels so I know it's you," she giggled, knocking on the
stall door, "What's the matter... didn't get enough from your daddy this
morning?"
The little tease! She knew me well enough to know exactly what button to
push.
I reached up and unlatched the door. She pushed it open and stood in the
doorway.
"I figured as much," she giggled, "You had that look when you left. You
know... I don't know anyone who plays with herself as much as you do!"
Ignoring her commentary, I noticed she was wearing the same sundress as
the last time I'd seen her in church. Oh wow, she looked stunning! I've
always said I was technically bisexual in that while I was OK with doing
girls, guys were my number one priority. Well, at this moment I was 100%
lesbian!
"I can't believe your mom lets you wear that dress to church!"
"Oh? You like it?" she teased, twirling around to reveal a pair of
matching high-cut panties. Then she broke out in a naughty grin and
pointed at me. "I guess you do... you haven't stopped."
What could I saw? Ok, so I was horny and seeing my sexy niece holding
her sundress up to show off her incredible teenage legs was enough to
make anyone masturbate - male OR female. God what I would have given to
have her figure when I was in high school.
This had the potential to go in a number of different directions but once
again I guess I showed my age in that rather than doing what I probably
would have fifteen years ago, instead I pulled my hand from my horny
crotch, stood up and pulled my dress back down. At least I didn't have
to worry about panties!
"Actually Katlyn, I need to talk to you about something, OK?"
"Wow, must be pretty important," she said with a surprised look, "I mean
like you stopped masturbating... you NEVER do that!" and then she giggled
again.
I swatted her on the butt playfully. "Give me a break!"
Checking myself out in the mirror, I was a little flushed but otherwise
OK so I turned my attention back to Katlyn.
"You know Father's day is next Sunday," I started out, "And I wanted to
make sure it was extra special for my dad, fifteen years now and all."
Katlyn looked a little puzzled. "Fifteen years since what?"
I just gave her a "duh" look and then she laughed. "Oh yeah, THAT!"
"Did I ever tell you about how he and Tammy did it the first time?"
Katlyn nodded. "Only about a dozen times," she laughed then in response.
"Well I was thinking about getting my dad to take me to the lake next
Sunday."
I paused to give her time to consider.
"You mean with Tammy again?" she asked with her eyebrows raised, "I
thought she wasn't..."
"No, not with Tammy," I interrupted before we went too far down that
wrong road. I looked at her and waited...
"ME?" she blurted out as she finally put the pieces together, "But that
doesn't make sense, we've already done it."
She also didn't appear all that enthusiastic. Whether it was something
she'd done before or not, she wasn't exactly jumping at the chance to do
it again.
"I was thinking more in terms of the next day, remember?"
Katlyn got that screwy look on her face whenever she was thinking hard.
It wasn't like I'd actually told her all this stuff a dozen times. A
few, maybe. Then she got more serious.
"You mean swap dads?" she asked incredulously, "Oh Kelly, my dad would
NEVER go along with that, you know that."
"Well, maybe not your dad but I know someone who would," I tried to tease
her.
"Not Uncle Jim," she groaned, "He's a jerk... always trying to feel me up
in the pool or when people aren't looking."
"No... someone a little closer to you..."
"Honestly Kelly, I have no idea. Sometimes all this family stuff gets a
bit too complicated for me, you know?"
I slumped my shoulders in mock despair. "Oh you know... think about it.
Who's always asking you to sit on his lap... besides Uncle Jim of course.
"Grandpa?" she gushed as the realization hit her, "Really? He wants me?"
I reached over to her and planted my hand on her firm teenage butt.
"Katlyn, in case you haven't noticed, EVERY man wants you."
"But why hasn't he told me?"
"Well, I think your reaction right now pretty much says everything."
There was a moment of silence as I allowed her to process everything.
"So what do you have planned?" she finally asked. Well, she didn't say
no, that was a first step.
I quickly gave her the Cliff Note version as she listened intently.
"I guess it's OK," was all she said after I'd finished.
"Don't you want your Grandpa Paul to fuck you?"
Katlyn just shrugged. "I guess so. Might be cool to do it once I guess.
But what about Grandma?"
I gave her a quick kiss before answering, "Some things we don't share
with the entire family, right?"
"I guess," she sighed, "Can I waterski?"
So much for committing incest with her grandfather. She seemed more
interested in whether or not she could waterski!
"Well, it IS supposed to be a fishing trip."
Katlyn frowned. "I HATE fishing... it's so stinky!"
I nodded in agreement. "Well, I'm sure my dad will bring the ski gear
but you can't tell anyone back home."
"Well, I guess so long as we get to ski..." she mused.
I assured her that her grandfather would take care of all the plans from
her end and then glanced at my watch. Dang, we really needed to get
back! I looked at my hot niece in an all but transparent short sundress,
her boobs pressing out with teen cleavage in full display. Oh well,
maybe in a week I might get a turn as well with her!
Chapter 5 - Father's Day Morning
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The week went by slowly but finally Sunday arrived. I woke up early, too
excited to sleep in even though I didn't have to be at my dad's house for
a few hours. My dad and his brother had figured it would placate a few
people's feelings if we all at least attended the Father's Day service at
church as a family before heading off on our own to the lake.
Wiping the sleep from my eyes, I rolled over towards my husband but
instead bumped into someone else - our oldest daughter. Mia was sound
asleep and snuggled up against her naked father. Steve and I had
debated, briefly I might add, over whether or not to start wearing
something to bed when our daughter started sneaking into bed with us. I
think it was more a formality so later we could at least say we discussed
the matter as neither of us was so inclined. Other than a few brief
periods while in college, I haven't worn anything to bed since I was
twelve or so. It really has nothing to do with sex but rather more I
just feel more comfortable when I'm naked in bed. Don't think that makes
me a nudist though. I keep a nightshirt or robe next to the bed and the
first thing I do when I get up is to put it on.
Mia, of course, wasn't naked like her parents although we'd had a few
battles over it recently when she insisted she had to sleep like mommy.
Well, maybe in a few years... or more. For now mommy wins this debate.
Yet while she was wearing her favorite Frozen nightshirt, it had pulled
up to her waist such that her father, who WAS nude, was laying with his
hairy crotch pressed in tight against her bare little bottom.
What could I say? They were both sound asleep so it wasn't like there
was anything going on. Still... so much for any thoughts of seeing how
hard I could get Steve while he slept - a favorite game of mine that he
didn't seem to mind playing. With a sigh I slipped out of bed and
grabbed my terrycloth robe. Had I been wearing it in a more public are I
would have needed to be wearing shorts or PJ bottoms as it didn't quite
come down to the bottom of my butt and if I so much as reached up or down
in the slightest it totally revealed my ass. Still, at least I wasn't
naked and that was the whole point of putting it on.
Checking in on our other daughter, all was well with Kylie as always.
She was an angel! Unlike her older sister who never seemed to have slept
a night through in her life and seemed hell bent on spending as much time
in bed with her parents regardless of what they might be doing, Kylie had
gone the entire night without a peep just the third night after brining
her home. In fact, I'd woken up late the next morning after being
exhausted the day before and almost had a heart attack when I realized
she hadn't woken up. My first thoughts was she was dead but thankfully
it was for a much less intense reason.
There was no sense in going back to bed as I would never fall asleep
again thinking about the day to come. It was Sunday morning so forget
the TV and I didn't want to get started with anything on the DVR. I
thought about my short visit with Katlyn in the lady's room at church the
previous week and her remark about now knowing anyone who masturbated as
much as me. I chuckled, thinking to myself about how my mother use to
say almost the same thing when I first started doing it.
I was eleven or so, closer to twelve I think, when I first touched myself
in a way such that I deliberately tried to get myself off. I'd been on
"journey of self-discovery" (my mom's wording) for a couple of years by
then but that was much more driven by curiosity than anything sexual.
Once my mom gave me a few pointers, including a demonstration on herself,
I learned how to make myself cum and quickly became addicted. Since that
day there haven't been many days that I haven't done it at least once,
most multiple times. It has NOTHING to do with sex - I just enjoy
masturbating myself. It isn't like one cancels out the other - if
anything doing one just makes me want to do the other even more!
In the end I just ended up doing my bible study for my women's group at
church. It wasn't often I had time to myself these days so it was
relaxing and fulfilling as well. So engrossed was I in the material that
suddenly I realized I was running later. Dang it! For once I had woken
up in plenty of time yet here I was again rushing around to get ready.
The plans were to leave straight from church to the lake, stopping only
to hitch up the boat at the storage place so I had already laid out my
clothes for the day last night. It wasn't like I needed much - just my
swim suit, a few towels, the usual purse stuff and the like. Of course I
couldn't wear a bikini to church, nor would my go-to short shorts and
tank top be well received by the stuffy elders and old ladies. I'd had
enough run-ins with them over the years as it was! Still, it was summer
and dress codes were much more relaxed these days so I grabbed my
favorite "Ben" football jersey which came down almost to my knees to
throw over the shorts and tank top underneath. Pretty good compromise if
you asked me.
Ready to go, I checked in again on everyone. Kylie was rolling around a
bit but was probably good for another hour or two. Amazingly, Steve and
Mia were in the exact same position as I had left them. Well, almost. I
noticed he had his arm draped over her and had her pulled in tightly
against him. With the covers thrown off (as usual - something we always
fought over) I was treated to the luscious sight of my husband's firm
naked body as he laid on his side spooning with our cute little four-
year-old daughter. I couldn't help but wonder how many more years it
would be before he was more than pressed up into her. At least five or
six if I had any say about it. Yes, technically as the head of the
household Steve had the final say but he also respected me as his wife
and I knew he wouldn't do anything I didn't approve of no matter how
horny he might be. Still, I was determined NOT to be make the mistake my
mother had with me and force him to wait until Mia was in her mid-teens
before she knew about her father's needs and desires. At the same time,
SOMEONE had to be the adult in the room, LOL.
It wasn't long before I was at my dad's. He had on some lightweight
khakis with a Steelers polo shirt. The khakis had a built-in belt that
snapped together in the front, making it easy for me to undo once our
hello kiss had finished.
"Not gonna wait for the lake?" he teased me.
Oh yeah, like I was doing this for ME, LOL. Sucking my dad's dick wasn't
like doing just anyone, not even my husband. Over the years I've lost
count of how many different men I've blown but I know the number has to
be in the many hundreds. Blowing a man doesn't bring me any physical
pleasure, it's all about the reason I'm blowing him and the emotional
pleasure it brings me.
For most men, especially the strangers for whom I probably don't even
know their names, it's all about feeling them hard in my mouth knowing
it's that way because of ME. Making them cum because they want ME and
I'M the one turning them on. It's the validation of my sexuality and of
me as a woman.
For friends and family, it's about giving them pleasure and the
fulfillment it brings me knowing I can bring them to an orgasm. Of
course there's still the element of validation and personal ego-building.
For my husband, a blowjob is all about submitting myself to him. It's my
way of pleasing him, pleasuring him, especially at times and places where
he can't fuck me. It's about giving him bragging rights when I can blow
him in front of other men. It's about turning him on when he watches me
blow other men.
Then finally there's times like this... when I suck my father's dick.
There's only one man in the world I can call my father and to bring him
as much pleasure and to meet his deepest needs is the highest honor I can
bring to him. Sucking his cock is just one way of doing this. Of course
the number one gift I can give him is my body, to allow him to take me
and enter me, to fill my empty pussy with his thick incestuous cock, to
accept his ultimate gift as he release his love inside of me, flooding my
pussy with his cum.
Indeed, that was exactly what he did not long afterwards. My shorts were
at my ankles with my jersey pulled up as I bent forward over the kitchen
counter and spread my legs apart for him. Quickly he was in me,
penetrating me with no hesitation, thrusting his hard wet erection deep
inside of me until I could feel the wooly thickness of his pubic hair
against my smooth bottom.
"Oh daddy...," I moaned softly as he withdrew slowly until the tip of his
dick was barely in me and then I cried out with pleasure as he thirst
himself hard back inside of me, only to repeat this again and yet again.
"Fuck me daddy," I cried with pleasure, tears spilling down my cheeks as
I felt my father's body joined with mine. How many times had I had this
pleasure, this honor? Hundreds? More? It didn't matter as every time
was like the first and I knew no matter how many more times he did it
would never change.
My dad groaned as his orgasm grew. "I love you baby girl," he breathed
heavily into my ear as his hands clutched my boobs under my jersey and
over my tight tank top.
Instead of withdrawing and thrusting he jerked inside of me and I knew
exactly what was happening. My father was cumming inside of me! He was
mating me, taking his only daughter as his own! It was overwhelming to
be loved and respected so intensely by the man who created me, the man
who raised me and had given me everything - and continued to give me all
he had within him.
"I could stay like this forever," he moaned as he held himself still
inside of my throbbing pussy, "I love you Kelly."
"I love you too daddy," I somehow found the strength to reply.
We stayed like that for a while, our heartbeats slowing as his dick
slowly dwindled inside of me until finally he withdrew. I could feel the
war wetness of our cum as it quickly drained out of me once the plug had
been removed from the dike.
"I'd better clean up a bit," I giggled as I reached for a dish towel. My
aunt was always fussing at me for messing up the towels in the house when
paper towels were always available but it felt better to have the soft
cloth against me than stiff paper.
"Just once I'd love to watch you walk into church with a load running
down your inner leg or maybe all over you face, just to see the look in
old Mrs. Petersen's face!" my dad chuckled as he got himself back
together while watching me wipe myself off.
"Daddy!" I scolded him, pretending to be shocked but secretly I would
have loved to do it as well. Oh well, SOME fantasies just have to stay
as fantasies.
"You know... you COULD leave those shorts and tank top off," my dad
suggested, "Not like that jersey reveals anything."
It was tempting but then I knew better. It wasn't so much what the
jersey revealed in terms of my body but more what it revealed about what
else was underneath. Sort of like seeing a girl with no panty lines or
bra straps. True, she wasn't actually showing anything but it was
considered naughty all the same. Not seeing any bulges or lines under
the jersey wouldn't show anyone my nudity but it WOULD tell them I was
naked underneath which to some people was just as bad - especially the
people in charge at our church.
"I promise to take them off right afterwards daddy."
The look on his face was priceless. I'm not so sure THAT was exactly
what he was hoping I would be wearing once we left the restricted
confines of the church.
We made it to church at the usual time - about half-way through the first
chorus of the first hymn. I looked around to see if I could locate
Katlyn and her family and just as we took our seats I finally caught a
glimpse of them way on the other side. I almost laughed - she too was
wearing a football jersey. I couldn't help but wonder what SHE was
wearing under hers. Dang, I was feeling so old again! At 31 I was
wearing shorts and a tank, worried about what people would say if I
hadn't. Fifteen years ago when I was her age I wouldn't have worn
anything if I could get past my mom that way - who cared what people said
about you when you were an invincible teenager?
It seemed like we were caught in a time warp as ages went by before the
final benediction. We met Katlyn and her family outside the church at
the bottom of the steps. I noticed she had a beach bag with her - all
set to go. Uncle Paul there with Aunt Julie along with my cousin Ginny,
her husband Bill and Katlyn's younger brother Bill who about thirteen
and a half or so.
"Ready to knock 'em dead bro?" Uncle Paul asked my dad, punching him
playfully in the shoulder.
"I don't know how he talked Katlyn into going with you guys but I imagine
you had something to do with it, eh Kelly?" my cousin asked me.
"I'm just thankfully you said yes Ginny," I replied, pretending to be
unhappy with the planned events, "At least I'll have SOMEBODY to talk to
while those two do their thing."
"Maybe you can convince them to let you guys do a little skiing?" Ginny
suggested. Hmmmmmm, now THAT was a nice suggestion! I tried not to look
too pleased with myself.
"I don't know," I said sullenly, shaking my head, "You know what it's
like once they get started.
"Well jut behave yourselves out there," Ginny teased me, "All those hunks
are going to be fishing for two girls."
We laughed and I gave her a hug. As cousins we'd never been especially
close, nothing like I was with my cousin Kristi, but still family is
family.
"Oh don't worry, I promise you none of them will lay a hand on her."
Of course I didn't say anything about the hands of her father or mine!
Chapter 6 - Lake Swap
=====================
It took over two hours by the time we got the boat and made it to the
lake. The drive down was rather uneventful, unlike some other trips I'd
made with my cousin Kristi. Maybe it was the age difference as after
all, I wasn't all that much younger than her mother and the guys in the
front seat were both old enough to be her grandfather - and one of them
was! We'd quickly dropped the jerseys once in my dad's SUV where I was
treated to the sight of Katlyn's new bikini. Wow, if the men in church
had any idea what had been hiding under that jersey! If fact, I had to
wonder if her parents knew either. It wasn't like she exactly wore
conservative suits to start with but this one was definitely not for
public pool consumption, at least not in the United States.
"Excuse me young lady," my dad called back checking us out in the rear
view mirror as we drove, "Are you wearing anything? You know the rules,
no nudity in the vehicle."
Katlyn and I both laughed as we both knew how absurd his statement was.
At the same time it wasn't THAT much of a joke as in the mirror it
probably WAS hard to tell she wasn't nude given the small area that the
so-called bikini was hiding. It obviously wasn't her usual as the tan
lines that were already forming were extremely obvious.
"You like it Aunt Kelly?" she asked as if she didn't already know the
Answer from the looks I was giving her.
"How about for today we just call me Kelly, OK?" I offered. She just
shrugged which I took as agreement although a few times on our trip down
I had to remind her until it seemed she was comfortable with it.
I was still wearing the same shorts and my tank top, feeling totally
overdressed in the presence of Katlyn's micro bikini. Even if I HAD mine
on I still would have felt so as even though mine wasn't exactly
conservative by any stretch of the imagination, it wasn't in the same
league as her. Rather than draw comparisons I decided just to leave my
shorts and tank on until we got on the boat.
We had to wait almost a half hour at the ramp to unload the boat, most of
which Katlyn and I spent laying out on the bow of the boat flaunting
ourselves to the men around us. I'd quickly changed once we'd arrived so
now neither of us was hiding much of ourselves. My bikini was actually
as similar in style to one my dad had bought me back when I was fifteen
or so to wear on the boat or on our deck. He had labeled it "Kelly's
slut bikini" for obvious reasons. I'd hunted everywhere for it, hoping
he might notice and remember the style. Even so, I was a bit surprised
when he did!
"Where did you dig up THAT old suit?" my dad teased me once as he passed
by while pacing back and worth waiting our turn. I just grinned and
didn't correct him. Like how would I EVER fit into a suit from back then
even if I DID still have it after all these years? It's not like I've
gained much weight but my boobs are considerable larger now after two
kids and besides let's face it, I'm 31 - not 15, ok?? Deal with it.
Katlyn was in her element, drawing the eyes of everyone that passed. It
didn't hurt that she was practically nude. From behind she was covering
nothing with just some thin strings around her. Even from the front she
all but spilled out of her top with every twist and turn and she was
constantly fussing with the tiny bottom to keep it from pulling into her
pussy crack and disappearing from sight altogether.
FINALLY we were in the water! As I stepped onto the boat, my uncle
holding out his hand to steady me as I stepped off the pier, I noticed
something missing though.
"Ummmmm daddy? Where's the fishing stuff?"
"Really Kelly?" he responded jokingly as he sat down and prepared to
leave the docking area. OK, so it was a stupid question. Still, I
thought they might at least pretend to be serious about it.
Katlyn and I took our seats in the bow seating area ahead of where my dad
and his brother sat in the driver's seat and passenger spot. It was a
perfect day with the sky clear and the sun shining brightly overhead. I
looked around and saw lots of boats were taking advantage of the good
weather and the holiday.
The first hour or so was pretty much your average day out on the lake as
we took the time to get comfortable and let some of the initial
awkwardness playout. Considering the men in the boat were 59 and 52
years old while the girls were 15 and 31, it was an interesting mix, one
I'm sure wasn't lost on some of the folks cruising by us. I wondered if
maybe they thought one of the men had married a younger girl (me) and
then had a kid (Katlyn) while the other guy was maybe just a family
friend or relative. I felt pretty confident that had a poll been taken
that none of them would have guessed the truth. Really, this all sounded
like something from some silly porn movie, not real life. But then who
would have believed it in a movie? Just goes to show that life can be
stranger than fiction sometimes.
The best part was that instead of having to deal with stinky fish, we got
to go my favorite sporting activity - water ski! All my life I'd been
pretty much a klutz when it comes to sports. Something about striking a
ball with a stick just isn't in my DNA. My gym teacher even labelled me
as the worst tennis player he'd ever seen! Any thoughts of sucking HIS
dick went right out the window I can tell you that! For some reason
water skiing works for me. I can't snow ski or ice skate but put me on a
slalom ski and I'm an ace! Tammy hadn't near the opportunities as me to
learn but she could at least get up on two skis and have fun.
These days you really stand out when you ski as most people are on boards
or tubes. Few people it seems want to go through the years of practice
it takes to be a good skier. I loved raising a huge rooster tail as we
zoomed by some poor soul in a tube bouncing along. I LOVED to ski!
Another think I love about water skiing as compared to snow skiing, ice
skating or similar activities is that you get to do it in a bikini.
Unfortunately you also have to wear this cumbersome life vest which hides
most of your top but that also means you can go without anything under it
and nobody knows. As for the bottom, these days you can practically go
bottomless and nobody seems to mind - as Katlyn was proving today.
It was mid-afternoon by now and as much as I would've loved to ski some
more there were other things on my mind. After all, I hadn't planned on
skiing for my Father's Day present. Until now things had been more or
less innocent. A little grab-ass and groping but nothing serious.
Katlyn and I were topless most of the time but then looking around it
wasn't like we were the only ones. After my last run I kissed my dad and
gave him a hug.
"Time?" was all I needed to ask as he knew exactly what I meant.
My dad looked over at his brother and his hands moved quickly to my ass,
grabbing my all but bare bottom and squeezing both buttocks.
"What do you say Paul?" he said with a grin, "I think it's time we did
some fishing."
We all knew he didn't mean getting out the rods and lures and when it
came to bait, the only worms that would be involved were hanging between
the guys' legs.
"Katlyn?" Uncle Paul asked in a surprisingly gentle tone. Then again,
she WAS his granddaughter. He patted his lap with obvious intentions.
I looked at Katlyn who suddenly seemed a little unsure. I couldn't blame
her. From personal experience I know it's easy to be the school slut
where the guys are all your age or close and they practically bow at your
feet. Aside for his age, Uncle Paul wasn't just any guy - he was her
grandfather. Sure she'd fucked my husband and her uncle, but again I can
vouch from my own experience that it isn't anything even close.
An idea popped into my head, one I'd maybe thought about before but never
given it any real thought as it had never seemed feasible.
"Daddy, why don't you drive somewhere a little more private while me and
Katlyn get ready."
My dad looked at me and I could tell he was dying to ask me to explain
myself. Get ready? For what? Oh sure it would ultimately be to fuck
her, THAT I'm sure he was confident that I would follow through for him.
But I obviously had something else in mind and it was killing him with
curiosity - not to mention the rapidly rising of his crotch.
Uncle Paul was likewise curious but he kept silent. Once thing I love
about older men trained by years of marriage - they know when to keep
their mouths shut!
"C'mon Katlyn, let's sit back here," I told her, reaching for her hand.
She took it and followed me to the stern bench seat. With an inboard
motor it allowed for an almost sunken living room in the back of the boat
- perfect for my idea.
My dad revved up the motor and started moving towards the shore across
the lake. This wasn't our first rodeo so to say and over the years we
knew the lake well enough to have a good handle on where to go for our
more private requirements. It would take a few minutes to get there,
hopefully my dad wouldn't rush and give me the time I needed.
"I want you to close your eyes and forget about them, OK," I said into
her ear over the noise of the engine. Again, we had an inboard so the
noise level wasn't anything like my dad's older boats with the monster
engine hanging off the back making any conversation impossible.
With her eyes closed I leaned over and kissed her. As my lips met hers
she briefly opened her eyes but then shut them and pulled back a little.
"Just relax and enjoy," I encouraged her as pressed my mouth against hers
again. This time she didn't pull back and as my lips parted, hers did as
well. Soon our tongues were touching and I could feel the tension begin
to fade as I hugged her. Without releasing our kiss, I reached in and
pushed her top off her boobs - not exactly a difficult task as it took a
lot more work keeping it ON them than off. Mmmmmmm, they felt wonderful,
nice firm B cups I estimated. I'm pretty fortunate in that my boobs
haven't sagged much with age but I'd be fooling myself to compare them to
Katlyn's. Feeling hers, I could remember how it felt to touch mine when
I was half my current age. Her nipples were a little larger than mine
and when they got nice and hard as they were now they really poked out.
"You can touch mine too," I said, parting my lips from hers just enough
to speak and then resuming our kiss. I was rewarded with the caress of
her hand on me, fumbling at first with my bikini top and then pulling it
up and over my boobs.
Sadly I was sort of on the clock so I pressed things along quickly,
pushing a little more until I felt her resist, backing off slightly and
then pressing forward again. Each time it was like she felt compelled to
push back but on the second attempt she always allowed me to continue.
Before too long I had her on her back on the bench seat, one leg draped
over the top with the other balancing her on the deck while I was eating
out her pussy. It wasn't like it was our first time but then again it
wasn't our tenth either and never with her grandfather and uncle watching
- my dad as best he could without ramming somebody!
It had been a while since I'd tasted someone else's pussy. I've always
found it a little contradictory that while I LOVE the taste and smell of
my own, when it comes to another girl it's not such a big thing for me.
When I first started masturbating as a tween I was always licking my
fingers, driving my mom nuts when I didn't wash my hands afterwards. So
while Katlyn's pussy was OK - not counting a bit of lake water mixing in
its own flavor, I was far more interested in looking up at her as I
licked her, watching her reactions and facial expressions so as to make
her feel as good as I could. While people think girls automatically know
exactly what to do when it comes to eating pussy, they forget everyone
had their own preferences and so for me the key is to use her feedback as
a measure of what to do - and not in some cases.
"Oh my god!" I heard her gasp as she thrust her hips up into my face,
driving me tightly into her until I could barely breathe. I could taste
her as she came, her pussy flooding my mouth with her cum, covering my
cheeks and chin with her wetness.
Just as she was cumming I felt the boat slowing. My dad must have found
our favorite cove and luckily it was empty today. It was off the beaten
path and the fishing sucked, or so my dad claimed, so most people
probably didn't even knew it existed. Without taking my mouth off
Katlyn's hot pussy, I looked over to the side where I saw the two men
both watching us after having anchored the boat. I silently gestured to
my dad and uncle for them to come over. What the heck, why not start
with a bang - literally?
It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure this one out. Let's see, two
naked girls, one on her back being eaten out by the other on her knees to
the point of a beautiful orgasm. Hmmmmmm, what to do next?
Not surprisingly my was the one to get things dad started, dropping his
shorts and moving in behind me, his stiff dick already poking out like a
missile ready to launch. He put one knee on the bench behind me,
standing on the other foot as he took his incestuous erection in hand and
guided it straight into my already wet pussy. Not to be outdone, his
brother moved in between Katlyn's perfect legs as I leaned over to the
side against the cushion to give him room. I held Uncle Paul's rigid
dick in my hand and carefully guided it to Katlyn's waiting teen pussy,
now soaking wet and ready to be fucked.
Katlyn was also watching, lifting her head to see what was happening.
Her eyes widened when she saw my dad fucking me from behind and then even
more when her grandfather's dick pressed against her sixteen year-old
pussy.
"Ready for me Kat?" he asked gently. Without any hesitation she nodded,
her eyes fixated at the sight between her smooth bare thighs as her
grandfather pressed his dick into her. It actually started to bend a bit
as her pussy resisted him but then his head popped in suddenly and next
thing we all knew he was half-way inside of her. With my face just
inches away, I had a front row seat to it all!
"God you're tight!" my uncle gasped. He reached down and put his hands
under her tight butt, pulling her up and off the bench seat a few inches
as he pushed his dick a little deeper into her. I was mesmerized by the
sight of this horny grandfather as he fuck his teenager granddaughter!
My dad's dick was barely moving in me now as evidently he was watching
the show as well. My hand moved over her tight stomach and up to her
breasts, caressing them and pinching her hardened nipples as she gasped.
"Oh grandpa!" she moaned as her slender hips bucked instinctively up
against her horny grandfather. Untold years of evolution took control as
her female instincts drove her most basic of human desires - the desire
of a female to be mated with a male, to do whatever was needed to draw
his incestuous cock even deeper inside of her so he could flood her womb
with his seed.
Wow, talk about a surreal moment. It was like just a few minutes ago
that we were out in the middle of the lake, waterskiing and doing all the
things any "normal" family would be doing on Father's Day. Yet without
almost any lead-up or foreplay it had turned into a sexual free-for-all
with a father fucking his married daughter as they both watched a
grandfather taking his oldest granddaughter for the very first time.
When I'd originally thought about doing this I was thinking back to when
my cousin Tammy and I went out with our fathers. While this was a
similar scenario, the actions and immediate results couldn't be any more
different. Then again Tammy at the time was in a vastly different place
in her sex life than Katlyn. Two years younger (a BIG difference when
you're in your teens) and having just lost he virginity the day before,
Tammy was nowhere near ready to just plunge into sex with anyone, let to
be alone her own father. Katlyn, on the other hand, had been involved in
incest with my dad and father for almost a year now, not to mention
fucking several boys at school so when it came to having sex she was
certainly ready.
That said, there's still a HUGE difference between having sex with just
any boy from school and your own grandfather. Sure she'd been with my
dad and husband but family tree wise that was a bit remote for her. Yes
they were family but it wasn't at all the same as if they had been her
father or grandfather. I had to wonder if we hadn't just plunged right
into it (I smiled as THAT thought came to mind watching my uncle plunging
his dick in to her) whether she might have hesitated more. It wasn't
like he'd really ASKED her before just fucking her. A safe assumption
but still, it might have been polite to at least ASK.
I felt my dad jerk inside of me, probably involuntary as I knew his
attention was focused on the pair in front of us. I didn't mind that he
was so intent on them so long as we were together sad well. Sometimes we
would just couple with his dick in me as we watched TV or simply lay in
bed and talk about our day or whatever. At moments like that I felt so
close to him but then I guess we WERE as close as two people CAN be when
your bodies are literally merged together. It would've been hot to just
sit back and watch my uncle fucking Katlyn but to do so with my dad's
erection filling me at the same time just made it extra special.
Just then Uncle Paul reached under his beautiful granddaughter and lifted
her up while keeping her mounted on his dick, her long dark hair flowing
down behind her. She wrapped her slender arms around him as he turned
and sat on the seat, leaving her facing him as she straddled his legs
keeping herself spread apart with his firm erection buried deep within
her. Holding his shoulders for support, she leaned back and looked down
between them, concentrating as she humped slowly back and forth on him.
Turning to me and my dad, she bit her lower lip and then smiled.
"You're grandpa's doing pretty good for an old guy, eh girl?" I teased
her.
"Oh wow, I NEVER thought I would EVER do this," she gushed with wide eyes
as her grandfather leaned forward to suckle on her aroused dark nipples.
I'd never had the opportunity to fuck my grandfather so in a way I was a
little jealous of her! Then again, my father was fucking ME which was
something she'd never been able to enjoy and in some ways I think
father's trump grandfathers when it comes to incestuous intensity.
"Hey, when do I get some of that?" my dad cut in unexpectedly. Yes, I
fully understood WHY he wanted to fuck Katlyn - what normal man wouldn't
go for the girl half the age of the other? Still, I could've stayed this
way for the rest of the afternoon with him never pulling out of me, let
alone to fuck another girl. Then again it WAS Father's Day and this was
my present to him so I wasn't about to say a word to discourage him or
make him feel guilty.
"OK with you Kat?" Uncle Paul asked her, his hands gripping her curvy
bare hips as she sat mounted on his dick like a beautiful butterfly in a
collection.
"I guess," she said softly. The girl HAD to be a little flustered and
confused. Whereas I had fifteen years of experience with this sort of
thing, she was still in her rookie year and even then it wasn't like it
was something she could be fully involved with given her parents weren't
part of these things. At the same time I could see the ravenous hunger
within her and I remembered how I felt when I was her age when it seemed
I just could never get enough cock in me! While different in many ways,
when it came to the essentials she was practically a carbon copy of me!
It was obvious she had some of that family DNA in her that drove her
sexual desires and needs.
The words were barely out of her mouth when my dad immediately pulled out
of me, leaving me with sudden empty sensation like something was missing.
Not too hard figuring out what that was though! Anytime a guy pulled his
dick from me it was the same in that my pussy felt so empty so you can
just imagine how much more it felt that way when my own dad was the one
to abandon me.
Then Katlyn pressed up on her knees to free herself from her
grandfather's cock as my dad grabbed her under her arms and lifted her
off his lap. Without dropping her my dad carried Katlyn over to the
large driver's chair, set her down and lifted her legs over the arms of
the chair. No words were spoken as everyone watched as he bent his knees
and lined up his dick to her freshly fucked pussy and then pressed
himself all the way into her.
"Oh wow!" she gasped for the umpteenth time as my daddy fucked her. I
watched for a moment and then remembered I had a dick of my own to enjoy.
OK, so it wasn't my dad's but it was his older brother's which made it a
little special compared to most.
"Fuck me Uncle Paul," I told him as I took his hand and led him up to
where I could sit in the chair next to where my dad was drilling the
sixteen year-old girl. Taking about the same position as Katlyn, I
waited and then reached out to grab my uncle's erection so I could guide
it to my own pussy.
"Been a while," he muttered as he pressed into me. While he fucked me I
couldn't help but notice that he was still watching his granddaughter.
Oh well, at least he was fucking me.
It went on for maybe another twenty minutes or so. To keep from cumming,
whenever one of them would get close he would pull out and take a break
for a moment which was their signal to swap girls. It was sort of like
roulette in that I had to wonder which of us each of them would
eventually cum inside of or would they both do her? I didn't even bother
thinking they would both do me, not when Katlyn's tight little teenage
pussy was available.
Not surprisingly Uncle Paul came first. He'd later claim that he was
getting a little worried my dad might do it before him so he finally
decided to do it. Besides, we'd been fucking hard for over half an hour
and it wasn't like they were teenagers anymore. Actually I wouldn't have
been surprised if Uncle Paul had lost it within moments of first fucking
Katlyn so I gave him credit for lasting as long as he had.
"Take it Kat!" he groaned as he pressed himself deeply into her. "Oh
fuck this feels so good!" he cried as he ejaculated, his sperm emerging
unseen into her sixteen year-old pussy. I wonder briefly is guys usually
cam inside of her but then knowing teen boys it could go either way. One
the one hand they were usually so horny that they would just sum wherever
they were at the time - my pussy of course but my mouth if I was sucking
him or even sometimes on me first from being, well, a teenage boy and not
having any control. With my uncle though I knew here was no way he was
going to cum anywhere else - just like his brother.
"Oh grandpa!" she cried out for the umpteenth time as it looked like her
own orgasm was rolling through her again. From the way she squirmed as
he was fucking her it was sort of hard to tell actually.
Katlyn was on her back laying on the bench seat with Uncle Paul in
classic missionary position, her long bare legs wrapped around his hairy
butt as he rammed himself as deep as he could with each fresh shot of
sperm. Thankfully her mother had allowed her to be on the pill rather
than trying to fight her school "activities" but I'm sure my cousin had
no idea it was to protect her from her own father's sperm as well.
Meanwhile my dad was pumping himself slowly in and out of me as I leaned
over the edge of the boat over the dark lake water. I knew he was pacing
himself while waiting impatiently for his opportunity to finish inside of
Katlyn. While I naturally would've loved for him to cum in me instead,
again this was my present to him so who was I to complain? I wasn't
about to blame him for being now different than most every other man in
his desires for the younger girl. I'd been the lucky recipient of such
desires when I was her age so in some ways it was time to pay the piper
so to say. While I may have understood it, that didn't mean I had to
LIKE it!
"My turn," my dad called over to his brother. At first I wasn't sure
Uncle Paul had heard him or if he had, that he was going to do as my dad
asked. I suppose it must sometimes be as difficult for a man to leave a
woman's grasp as it was for her to lose him. Then he gave Katlyn a quick
kiss and pulled his dick out, glistening in the bright sun with a coating
of his sperm and her pussy cum.
Just to be clear - my dad is EXTREMELY homophobic so for him to do
"sloppy seconds" was pretty incredible and just went to show what a
wonderful gift I'd prepared for him. For my dad to put his dick in a
girl right after another guy had just come in her was almost unheard of
and I certainly couldn't remember a time recently when he had. I
wondered if Katlyn had any idea how much my father craved fucking her?
Oh sure she knew he wanted her - didn't every man? But did she know just
how special she was to him? Maybe later we'd need to have a little talk
about how to better show her appreciation...
Without a moment's hesitation my dad buried himself in Katlyn's freshly
fucked pussy - quite an easy feat given how wet she was being drenched
with his brother's sperm. Oh sure she might be tight but nobody's pussy
is THAT tight! It only took maybe thirty seconds at most before his cum
was mixing with his brother's. OK, so technically he was filling her
with unleaded while my uncle was premium grade, but for all practical
purposes there was no difference just because my dad was shooting blanks.
"That... was... incredible!" my dad groaned after he had cum.
"Yeah, that's one hell of a tight pussy," his older brother agreed.
Meanwhile there was Kelly standing there all alone and empty while my
niece lay there content with two loads of incestuous cum draining from
her... oh well, just another sign of getting older when you weren't the
young teenager getting all the attention - and the cum.
It was getting later and we still had a long trip back home so now that
both of them were running on empty it was time to head back. Their lust
now satisfied, my dad and uncle quickly slipped on their shorts and T-
shirts and got the boat ready to go, leaving Katlyn and me all alone in
the rear. Men can be so weird right after they cum, like all their
horniness drains out of them with their sperm. I sat down on the bench
seat next to her head and ran the backs of my fingers lightly along her
smooth cheeks and forehead, remarkably free of any blemishes that plague
most girls her age. Her skin was so soft and I loved the feel of her
nakedness against mine. My eyes took in her beautiful nude body so
deliciously laid out before me. Oh to be sweet sixteen again!
"You were incredible," I told her, "I'm so proud of you."
Katlyn twisted onto her side and rubbed her crotch a little like it
itched. Probably all that cum in her now draining out that was making
her feel that way. Two loads in quick succession tend to do that! Maybe
"itch" wasn't the right word but in any case it just made you want to rub
it and rub it!
"Ummmmm... 'proud' of me?" she asked with a wry look, "For what... being
a little fuck toy?"
Not exactly the response I'd been expecting.
"Oh no Katlyn, don't let all that fool you. You're so much more than
that to both of them," I assured her, "MUCH more... I mean you're his
oldest granddaughter for goodness sakes."
Katlyn sat up now and watched the activity ahead of us as she mused, " I
guess not many grandfathers fuck their granddaughters like this, do
they?"
The way she said "like this", emphasizing the two words, gave me more of
a clue where she was coming from.
"I think the real question is more how many grandfathers WISHED they
could fuck their teenage granddaughter like this," I replied with the
same emphasis on the last two words.
I wanted to explore this more with her, to ensure she was OK with
everything, but then Uncle Paul was back with us.
"We're ready... maybe you two should be thinking about put something on?"
I reached for my bikini but Katlyn had other ideas apparently.
"No, I don't think so," she said defiantly. "In fact, I don't plan to
put ANYTHING on until we get home." Then she looked at me as if
expecting me to back her up. What could I say?
Her grandfather looked a bit out of whack, like he didn't know what to do
next. Then HE looked at me like he expected me to back HIM up.
"Hey, sounds like a plan to me," I responded on the spur of the moment.
Just HOW we would do that I wasn't sure but then it wasn't like out
bikinis hid all that much to start.
Actually it wasn't all that difficult to pull off with the large beach
towels we'd brought. Out on the lake we just went nude until we got
close to the marina where we wrapped the giant towels around us. Well,
maybe not so "giant" as I quickly found that the towels weren't nearly as
large as I'd thought - no wonder they'd been on sale! Still, they were
just enough to cover what had to be covered although I think we got a few
stares along the way.
The ride home was sort of anticlimactic. I'd thought as we rode across
the lake that maybe this time we'd split up with boy-girl in the front
and back seats but nope, men in front and girls in the back again. It
was probably best as Katlyn was still acting a little weird at times. Oh
well, she WAS a hormonal sixteen year-old so no telling what was going
through her pretty little head.
In some ways it was a little surreal if anything. Anyone spying on us
would have no idea what had transpired just hours earlier listening in on
our conversations. Not a word was said about anything we'd done, at
least from a sexual perspective. Oh lots about water skiing but even
then nothing about us being topless and all but bottomless as well as we
were in full display of everyone out on the lake. Maybe a few questions
may have come up if it was a web cam as to why the two women in back seat
were naked but nobody could see us anyways so what was the big deal?
After we exited the highway and drew close to home we got dressed (more
or less, "dressed" can be a relative term) in the back seat. I had to
admit it felt sort of good to ride home naked - we hadn't bothered with
the towels other than to spread them out on the seat. The windows in the
SUV were tinted so it wasn't like we were putting on a show for anyone.
Unnecessary nudity wasn't ever really my thing and if we weren't going to
show off for people driving by then my usual response would have been why
get naked? If it hadn't been for Katlyn insisting on doing so I probably
wouldn't have but it worked out for the best.
My cousin was waiting as we pulled in, coming down the sidewalk as we
drew near. Then I remembered Katlyn's cell phone - had Ginny been
tracking us using a phone finder app? I'll have to remember to check on
that next time - if there WAS a next time. Oh well, if so it didn't
matter this time as we went exactly where we'd said we would - even if we
hadn't DONE any of what we'd said we would.
Katlyn's father appeared shortly from the garage and joined Ginny as they
welcomed home their daughter. Seeing her parents give her a hug I
wondered what they would've said had they any clue at all what she'd been
doing since they last saw her in church? Well, maybe the idea of her
having sex wouldn't be terribly shocking although I know many parents who
like to live in a world of denial, but had they know it was her own
father and his brother that were responsible for the remnants of sperm in
their daughter's pussy... well THAT might have been a different story
entirely.
Katlyn ran off to her room as soon as she'd said hello to her parents
without so much as a goodbye or thank you to her grandfather and my dad.
Hmmmmmm, yes, I definitely needed to have a talk with that girl!
Chapter 7 - My Father's Gratitude Expressed
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It wasn't that long a trip back to my apartment alone now with my dad.
For the first time we discussed the day's events. I was thrilled that he
seemed so pleased with my "gift" for this special day.
"So what do you think Kelly, do you think she'd be up for something like
this again?"
As much as I wanted to make him feel good by saying something like, "Oh
yeah daddy, she can't wait to fuck you both again," I knew that would be
a lie and just raise false hopes so better to be honest and up front.
"You know daddy, I don't think so. Maybe if her own dad was involved but
I think it's just a little too much for her with it being her grandfather
and you. Heck, even Steve seems too old for her!"
"Yeah, I wish there was some way we could get Ginny and Bill on board.
You know I've always had an eye on Ginny and Laura."
Like I didn't know THAT, LOL.
"Ginny seems pretty open to most things," I mused, "I mean she lets
Katlyn get away with murder and even allowed her to get on the pill."
"True," my dad agreed, "but I just don't see it happening now that
they're so old."
"Well Laura is only two years younger than me daddy!" I teased him.
He reached over and playfully rubbed between my open legs. "Don't get so
upset... you'll always be my baby girl."
"I don't know daddy... you seemed happier with Katlyn today than me," I
pretended to pout.
"Well what else did you expect?" he answered defensively, "After all, YOU
were the one who set things up."
"So do you want me daddy? Do I turn you on?"
"Oh baby girl, you know I do," he assured me with a smile, "You know
there's nobody in the world I'd rather fuck than you."
I pulled away and crossed my arms. "Prove it then daddy... easy to say."
My dad chuckled. "Same ol' Kelly... alright, soon as we get back."
This time it was my turn to be defiant. "No daddy, fuck me right now!"
My dad shook his head and smiled, "I'm driving silly!"
"Then pull over... the rest area is right ahead. Fuck me NOW daddy!"
Indeed it was fortunate that the last rest area was just before our exit
and another minute and we'd been past it. It was only five minutes from
there to home but I wanted to prove a point.
I've often said this but I think it bears repeating... I don't need to
have sex with my dad to know he loves me. I have sex with my dad BECAUSE
he loves me. So was the case now. I wasn't overly horny, at least no
more than usual, so it wasn't like I NEEDED sex. Even if that was the
case I had a perfectly willing husband waiting for me at home who would
be more than happy to help me out in dealing with such needs. Other than
back as a teen when it seemed I just couldn't get enough of it no matter
how often I did, I can't say I've ever gone to my dad because I needed
him to satisfy me, at least in a physical sense. Usually it's because HE
wants me but there are times when he can give me what nobody else can -
his love and respect.
Such it was now as I laid out on the back seat of the SUV after stripping
off what little clothes I had on. My dad closed the door behind him and
dropped his shorts, his erection popping out like a Jack-In-the-Box.
"Love me daddy," I murmured softly to him as I reached out to him.
Indeed, that's what I wanted from him... to love me not just fuck me.
Not love in a romantic sense - we'd NEVER gone down that road, not even
in a roleplay sense as it was just too creepy and weird for me to even
imagine taking my father as a lover. No, what I wanted from him was the
unique love of a father for his daughter.
My eyes were closed as my father entered me. I heard a gasp and realize
it was from me as he pushed himself deep inside of me and then just
stopped, holding himself in me as we both relished this moment.
"I love you Kelly," he whispered in my ear as I felt his hips gently move
just enough for me to feel his dick do the same inside of me.
"I love you too daddy.... so much!"
He gradually began to fuck me a little harder and then a little more. We
kissed as I just lay there letting him take me as his, surrendering
myself totally to him to do with me whatever he desired. Honor your
father we're told and what more could I do to honor him than what I was
doing at this very moment?
I heard a sound outside the door as some people parked right next to us.
Sheesh! An entire parking lot and they had to pick the one spot right
next to us. I wanted to roll down the window and shout out, "Hey, my
daddy's fucking me so go away and leave us alone!" but of course that
would have been ridiculous to say the least. Besides, it wasn't like
they were bothering us or trying to peer in through the tinted glass.
Not that I would have cared if they had!
My dad didn't even seem to notice, or at least if he did he wasn't
allowing it to interrupt things, as he just kept thrusting himself into
me over and over - not fast but slowly and deliberately. Each time he
bottomed out he would hold himself still for a few moments which let me
focus on the incredible sensations created when my pussy was stretched
out and rubbed in the most wonderful ways. The thing is though it wasn't
just his dick that was making me feel good, it was the fact that it WAS
his dick in me that did the trick for me.
"You want it?" he asked me, looking me in the eyes with that intense gaze
whenever he was in that world men do as they are about to get off.
I knew what "it" was - his orgasm, and of course I did!
"Fuck me daddy...give it to me now... give me your love... I want it all
inside of me!"
My legs pulled him in tightly as his hips jerked and somehow he drove
even himself further into me just as he released.
"Oh god I'm cumming so hard!" he winced, trying not to be TOO loud with
the people right outside.
It had been a few hours now since he'd fucked Katlyn, plenty of time to
reload and he gave it all to me. Dropping to his elbows after he'd
finished, we kissed for a while as he stayed in me.
"Oh my baby girl... I love fucking you more than anyone else in the
world," he finally told me.
I just kissed him again in response, too worked up to say anything. THIS
was what I really wanted from my daddy on Father's Day! In some ways it
was almost better right now with his cum filling me as it was held back
from spilling out by his dick resting in me. We didn't say a word as we
held each other and kissed gently, remaining joined together in an
intimate father-daughter bond.
**************
When I finally arrived home I let myself in and the apartment was as
silent as a morgue. Hmmmmmm, where was Steve and the girls? It was too
early for them to be in bed.
Checking the girl's bedroom, it was empty. Then I got to ours and sure
enough, there they were, daddy and his girls.
From the looks of things, and I'd have to confirm it later when they all
woke up, Steve had been helping himself to his own version of Father's
Day! Oh for sure nothing at all like what my dad had received from me
but a foretaste perhaps of things to come maybe by 2020? I will say I
was proud of my hubby though for respecting me enough to honor my wishes
when it comes to our own daughters. Maybe in six more years or so
though.... who know?
THE END
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