Date: Tue, 22 Dec 2009 23:09:24 +0000
From: A. B. <wildcard100@hotmail.com>
Subject: I Love My Parents - Bisexual/incest

Disclaimer: Incest is considered wrong in almost every culure that I'm
aware of. The following story is purely fictional and is written solely for
the enjoyment of the reader.  It is not intended to encourage anyone to try
anything you read here. This story contains scenes of innocent childhood
sexual exploration and incest. If it is not legal for you to read this
story, please leave now. Don't try this at home people. 

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I know I'm wierd. I'm not a normal kid in so many ways I don't even know
where to begin, but I guess the thing that sets me apart from most of my
friends is that I really love my parents. Oh I know that most kids will say
they love their parents if pressed, but with me it goes even deeper.  Not
only do we get along great, but frankly, I'd rather spend time with my
folks than hang out with my friends. I know that when they tell me I can't
do something that they're only looking out for my best interests and so I
never whine or complain like my friends do when their parents say "No". I
can also talk to them about anything, and I do mean everything, and they
never make me feel ashamed or embaressed and they always give me a straight
answer. So, yeah, I love my parents.

I guess I should tell you a little about myself. My name is Jack, although
sometimes I also go by the name Jackie. I'm 14 years old and I have blond
hair and blue eyes. I'm 5'5", 135lbs and I keep in pretty good shape by
swimming and doing martial arts. By body is almost hairless and what little
hair I have is very light blond. My hair is a little long, down to about my
shoulders, but I like it that way. I like the way it brushes against my
shoulders and back when I move my head and I like to put it in a ponytail.
I've been told I'm more "pretty" than classicly handsome, with an angular
chin and high cheekbones. I've been teased endless by some of the other
boys in school but once I learned Tae Kwon Do and kicked a few of the
bigger kids asses, the teasing stopped. I have a sister, Tammi, who's
12. Like me she has long blond hair and sky blue eyes. Her hair is even
longer than mine, trailing almost to her cute little ass. She stands 5'1"
and weighs 90 lbs dripping wet. If it werent' for her being shorter than
me, we could almost pass as twins and on more than one occasion, people
have me for her sister rather than her brother. I don't mind though. I love
Tammi as much, if not more, than my parents. Unlike most brothers and
sisters I know, we get along great. We rarely fight and when we do we
always make up pretty quickly. I'd give my life for my little sis and she'd
do likewise for me.

In fact, I almost did give my life for her once. When she was 6 years old,
she fell through the ice on a pond where we were skating. Without thinking,
I jumped in after her. The weight of our clothes and the thin ice was too
much for my 8 year old arms to pull her out, but we held onto each other
and treaded water for over five minutes before help arrived and pulled us
out. Let me tell you, five minutes in freezing water can seem like
hours. When they pulled us out we were both nearly frozen to
death. Thankfully, we were close to a hospital and we both recovered pretty
quickly, but as a result I tend to be a little overprotective of Tammi. I
hate it when we're apart and when we're together I'm generally right next
to her, hugging her, holding her hand. Most people don't understand the
bond we share, but they can all go fuck themselves. We love each other and,
if we could, I'm sure we'd marry each other.

My parents, Rachel and Paul, are 32 and 34 years old. Yes, they had me
early. Mom was only 17 and dad 19 when mom got pregnant. They were high
school sweethearts and married as soon as mom turned 18. The wedding
pictures are pretty funny, with mom's big pregnant belly in a white wedding
gown but despite the odds against them, they were able to attend college
and have good jobs.  They own a gym franchise where Dad also acts as a
personal trainer for some clients who pay extra.  Because of that he keeps
in excellent shape. Mom teaches aerobics at the gym so she's in fantastic
shape herself. Dad is 6'2" 175lbs, with light brown hair and green
eyes. His broad chest has well defined pecs and a light dusting of
hair. His square chin and broad shoulders tell everyone that he's a real
"man's man".  Mom looks like Tammi's older sister at 5'5" and 120lbs.
She's got 34C breasts and a rockhard ass. Her blond hair and blue eyes make
heads turn whereever she goes, especially when she's wearing her workout
clothes.

We live in a suburban town in a two story house on a cul-de-sac in a quiet
neighbordhood with tree lined streets. When all is said and done, I think I
have a great life.  But like I said at the begining of this story, despite
outward appearances, it's not what you'd call a "normal" life. You see,
when I said I was wierd because I love my parents, I didn't mean that I
love them in the "normal" way. I...we...make love.  We have sex
together. Tammi too.

It started, for the most part, after Tammi and I nearly drowned.  The day
we got out of the hospital, I woke up in the middle of the night after
having a nightmare. In my dream I was looking for Tammi and I couldn't find
her. When I awoke in the darkness, I was terrified that something bad had
happened to her. I climbed out of bed and quickly padded down the hall to
her room and relaxed when I saw her sleeping peacefully in her bed. The
terror of my nightmare still held me in its grip and I couldn't leave her
side. I felt a chill and realized my feet were cold and climbed into bed
next to her. I snuggled up close to her and wrapped my arm around her as I
spooned her from behind. I guess I woke her up because I heard her whisper
in the dark, "Jack, your feet are like ice."

"I'm sorry," I replied.  She rolled over to face me and I couldnt help but
run my fingers through her hair. She looked so beautiful laying there with
me.

"What's the matter?" she asked.

"I had a bad dream," I said, "I couldn't find you."  I felt a tear roll
down my cheek.

"It's ok," she said softly, "I'm here." She put her arms around me and we
held each other.  Our faces only inches apart. I told her about my dream.

"I can't lose you Tammi," I said, the tears flowing freely.

"You won't Jack. You'll always save me, like you did the other day," and
suddenly, for reasons I couldn't understand or explain, we kissed. We
hugged each other so tightly and a fierce ache gripped us both so that we
pressed our lips together hard as though trying to devour the other,
pressing our bodies together as though trying to merge into one. I could
feel the heat of her body flowing into me, warming me, and without warning,
I became aroused. My little four inch dick got hard and slipped out of the
fly in my pajamas and poked Tammi in her belly. She broke the kiss first
and looked at me curiously. "What's that?" she asked.

I knew immediately what she was referring to but tried to play dumb. I
didn't want her to push me away and tell me how gross I was because my
"thing" was touching her.  "What's what?" I asked innocently.

"This..." she replied, and reached down between us to feel my stiff little
weiner pressing into her soft, flat belly. I gasped as I felt her hand grip
my little shaft.

"Tammi..." I began.

Realization crossed her face. "Is this your pee thingy?" she asked.  I
could only nod. I tried to moved back and away from her but at the same
time I didn't want her to let go. Her soft little hand felt so good. I'd
never had a hand other than my own touch me there and the feeling was
exquisite. Tammi, however, wasn't about to let me move away from her and
she gripped it even tighter.

"Why's it so stiff like?"  I shurgged.

"I don't know. It does that sometimes," I said as I squirmed under her
touch.

A little smile played across her lips. "Can I see it?" she asked. Again,
all I could do was nod. She let go and pulled the covers back before I had
a chance to put it back in my jammies. She scooted down till her face was
level with my crotch and I could feel her warm breath on it. Again she
gripped it in her little fist and tugged on it this way and that,
inspecting it with the purely clinical eye of childhood innocence.  Letting
go of it again, she pressed it down with a finger, only to release it and
giggle as it sprang back up. She did this a few times and her toying with
my stiffy was making me squirm even more. I could feel a tickling in my
tummy that seemed even stronger than those times I'd played with myself.
"Tammi..." I squeaked. She continued pressing down on my cock with her
finger and letting it bounce back upwards to point at the ceiling, giggling
at her newfound toy and headless of strain in my voice.

"Tammi," I tried again, "I...I don't think you should be doing that."

"Why?" she asked innocently, "Am I hurting you?"  She stopped twanging my
twanger but grasped it again in her fist and began to gently caress it. If
anything this felt even better and made the tickle in my tummy even
stronger.

"N-no. It feels good actually. It's just that...I don't think it's right
for you to be touching my pee thing."

"How come?" she said, looking at me with her big curious eyes.

"Well...its just that..."

"I've seen Mommy touching Daddy's pee thingy before," she interrupted.
 
That caught me off guard. "You did?" I said, surprised.

"Yeah. A couple of weeks ago. I couldn't sleep and went to their room. The
door was open and when I walked in, Mom was on her knees and Daddy was
standing naked in front of her. She was tugging on his pee thingy like
this..." and with that Tammi began to stroke the length of my shaft
slowly. I gasped and my hips came off the bed. she stopped suddenly and
said, "I'm sorry! Did I hurt you?"

"No!" I nearly shouted, "That felt amazing. Can you do it again?"

She smiled then and started to slowly stroke my dick again. As before, a
jolt of pleasure shot from my little dick through my belly and into my
brain. I sucked air through my teeth and closed my eyes, enjoying the
sensation.  "Do you think that's why Mommy was doing it. To give Daddy
those same good feelings?" she asked me. "Probably," I replied.  She
stopped then and looked up at me. I wanted to beg her to continue but I
still felt that what we were doing was wrong.

"So if it feels good, and Mommy does it to Daddy, why do you think I should
stop?"

"I...I think its like some kind of sex thing," I said almost sadly. We'd
seen enough television to know there was this thing called sex that
grown-up men and women did with each other but we had no idea what that
entailed. All I knew was that it had something to do with kissing and being
naked and touching each other's private parts but that was about the extent
of my limited understanding on the topic.  Tammi, I thought, knew even
less.

"Nuh uh," Tammi replied, "It's not sex. I heard Mom calling it 'making
love'.  While she was doing this..." she said and began stroking me again,
"she was saying 'I love to make love with you Paul'."

"Well...duh...that's another way of saying 'having sex' silly," I
explained.

"It is?" she asked, continuing, nevertheless, to stroke me slowly.

"Y-yeah," I replied, my voice quivering from the feelings coming from her
handling my cock.

"Well, so what," she said defiantlly. "If Mom and Dad can make love, why
can't we?  I love you Jack. Just like Mom and Dad love each other. And you
saved my life, so why shouldn't I make love to you?"  I had no good
response to that and at that point I really didn't want her to stop anyway,
so all I did was nod in agreement. Tammi smiled widely at me. All she
wanted to do was make me feel good and love me like Mom loved Dad, and what
could be wrong with that?But nevertheless, it didn't seem fair that she was
giving me all these feelings and I was just laying there enjoying it. I
felt like I should be doing something for her too and I told her so.

"Well..." she began, "After Dad's pee thingy got stiff like yours is, the
got on the bed like this..." and with that Tammi sat back and pulled off
her nightgown and got on top of me with her head pointing towards my
feet. I gasped as her bald little slit hovered just inches from my
face. Tammi continued her recitation of what she'd witnessed by saying,
"Then they started kissing each other's pee things like this..." I felt an
electric jolt hit me like a lightening bolt as her soft lips began to kiss
the length of my shaft. I'd never felt anything so wonderful in my entire
life and all thoughts of this being "wrong" vanished from my mind as I only
wanted her to keep doing what she was doing. I reached up and ran my hands
up along the backs of her legs and grabbed her tight little ass and pulled
her crotch down to my mouth and began to kiss her all around her puffy
pussy lips. Tammi gasped and said, "Oh wow Jack! That feels nice!"

We continued kissing each other's privates for a few minutes when suddenly
a new sensation on my penis made my whole body shiver. Tammi ran her tongue
up along the length of my shaft while at the same time she reached into my
jammies and began to caress my hairless nutsack. I had to stop kissing her
pussy and catch my breath. "Does this feel good too," Tammi asked. "I saw
Mom do this too," and suddenly I felt her warm wet mouth engulf the head of
my dick and felt her tongue begin to move around and around.

"Oh shit, Tammi," I groaned, "that feels so good."  She took her mouth off
my cockhead for a moment and giggled.

"You said the 'S' word hehehe."

"I don't care," I hissed through clenched teeth. "Just don't stop."  She
resumed her licking and sucking my little prick and I took a moment to
relish the sensations before deciding to try the same for her. I stuck out
my tongue and pressed the tip against her slit, expecting a nasty
taste. Instead I only tasted a slight saltiness that wasn't bad at all and
I began to lap at her pussy more agressively. Tammi moaned with my cock in
her mouth and the vibrations travlled along the length of my shaft and into
my balls. I moaned as well and tried the shove my tongue into her her
slit. I felt her lips part and suddenly felt an opening with my
tongue. Instinctively, I pushed it further inside my little sister while
simultaneously pulling her ass down harder towards my mouth. The feeling of
wanting to merge our bodies together washed over me and I pressed my face
harder into her crotch while Tammi also tried to swallow more of my little
boy cock in her mouth. The two of us were so engrossed with lapping and
licking and sucking each other that we hadn't noticed that we were no
longer alone in the room.  Unbeknonst to us, our whispered conversation and
moans and groans had awoken our mother who, worried that one of us might be
having a relapse after our ordeal, had come into Tammi's bedroom to checek
on her. Mom told us later that she walked in while we were 69'ing, as she
called it, and was at first too shocked to say anything, but then as she
watched us, she said we looked so adorable and when she heard us telling
each other how much we loved each other (which I don't even remember doing
while we were 69'ing) she said she didn't have the heart to interrupt
us. She told us that began to remember how she and her brother had fooled
around some when they were little and felt that it hadn't hurt them at all
and after what we'd been through she felt she should let us love each
other.  As she watched us, though, she said that something completely
unexpected happened. She said she began to get aroused.  Her hand seemed to
move of its own will, pushing up her babydoll nighty and slipping into her
panties. She began to finger her slit and felt herself become wet.  She
said that as she watched us she became so overcome with love for us both
that she almost jumped into bed with us but she felt that if she did so,
she'd scare us so, instead, she watched for a couple of minutes and went
back to her room where she woke up Dad and told him what she'd seen. Dad
was surprised that Mom hadn't stopped us but she noticed him also become
aroused as she described the scene she'd witnessed.

Dad couldn't help it, he said later. He snuck out of bed and crept silently
to Tammi's room where he peeked in to see us still sucking and licking each
other and moaning loudly now. Mom crept up behind him and together they
watched their two little children pleasuring each other. Mom slipped her
hand into Dad's boxer biefs and began to stroke him as the watched my
tongue now plunging in and out of my little sister's bald cunny while her
head began to bob up and down on my shaft like a pro cocksucker.  Tammi
made little mewing sounds like a lost hungry kitten as I tongue fucked her
little pussy while squeezing and kneading her asscheeks.  My nose was right
up in the crack of her ass as I sucked her pussy. Had you told me only a
day or two ago that I'd have my tongue in my sister's twat and my nose
buried in her asscheeks I'd have told you that such a thing was disgusting
and impossible. But as I lay there that night trying to shove my tongue as
deep as I could inside my little baby sister, I wanted nothing more than to
delve as deep as I could into her body.

As Mom and Dad watched, Tammi's whole body went stiff for a moment and she
stopped sucking me. She gave a little cry and began to quiver from head to
toe. I barely noticed as I continued licking and sucking her cunny until
she finally inhaled sharpely and rolled off me. I looked at her frightened
that I'd done soemthing wrong. She was gasping for air and I finally asked,
"Are you ok?"  Tammi grinned the biggest grin I'd ever seen on her face
and, without saying a word, she practically dove for my cock again and
swallowed it down her tiny little throat to the hilt. She began gently but
firmly squeezing my balls as she egerly tried to give me an orgasm like
she'd just had. she didn't know what it was called of course, nor whether
it was even possible for a boy to feel what she'd just felt. She only knew
that I'd given her the best feeling she'd ever had and she wanted to
reciprocate.

Mom and Dad meanwhile understood exactly what had happened and were both
more turned on than they'd ever been. Dad put his hands to Mom's shoulders
and pushed her to her knees. Mom understood what he wanted and she pulled
his boxer briefs down and he stepped out of them as she swallowed his prick
and began to suck his cock like her daughter was doing to her son. Dad held
her head in his hands and began to fuck her mouth. Aklthought they tried to
be quiet I was now sitting up in Tammi's bed facing towaqrds the door and
couldn't help but notice the movement, even in the dim light of the room. I
gasped as I saw Mom and Dad but Dad noticed me and put a finger to his lips
to silence me. Tammi assumed my gasp was as a result of her working my cock
with her tongue and didn't miss a beat. Dad and I stared into each other's
eyes knowingly. Each of us aware of what the other was feeling and each
more excited by the fact that the girls were unaware that they were being
observed doing what girls do best.  I became even more aroused, if that
were possible, at seeing my mom with Dad's cock psitoning in and out of her
mouth. I watched as Dad ran his finger through Mom's hair, pushing it out
of the way so I could see his cock slide in and out of her mouth better. I
mimicked his actions and caressed the top of Tammi's head and slid my
fingers through her silken tresses, pushing it aside so Dad could see her
working my prick. Suddenly Dad threw his head back and shoved his cock deep
into Mom's throat and held it there, shooting a load of hot spunk into her
belly. That was all it took for me to orgasm as well and I suddenly
realized what Tammi had felt. A pressure seemed to build up in my belly and
then a rush of ecstacy flowed from my dick throughout my body and I
couldn't think, I couldn't breathe. My body stiffened and my ass lifted off
the bed and my toes curled. My eyes rolled int he back of my head as waves
of pleasure like I'd never felt coursed through my body. It seemed to go
foreve and, at the same time, to end too soon. When I could breathe again,
I had to push Tammi off my dick because it was too sensitive. She looked up
into my eyes wondering for a moment and then smiled at me. "You felt it?"
she asked. "The good feeling?"

I could only smile and nod. I looked back to the doorway but Mom and Dad
had gone. But down the hall I could hear muffled moans that sounded like
Mom and I figured it was Dad's turn to give her the good feeling too. I got
a wicked thought in my head as I heard Mom and a phrase I'd heard recently
on TV came back to me, "Turnabout is fair play."  I grabbed Tammi's hand
and said, "C'mon" and we crept silently down the hall.

To be continued....