Subject: My Incestuous Family
Story Codes: MFF Mf Fm oral incest father daughter mother son cousins
Author: Jane Ward <daddyluvsjanie@yahoo.com>
Posted By: Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>
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Summary
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Jane was a reader of my original web site and decided to write me one day to
talk about some thoughts she had about incest. One thing led to another and
now she enjoys an incestual relationship with most of her family to the point
where her daughter is also her sister, not to mention the most complicated
family tree I’ve ever seen!
There are taken from our various exchanges. I’ve tried to refrain from
adding dates and other information which would make them too personal.
Table of Contents
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Chapter 1 An Introduction
Chapter 2 My Personal Survey
Chapter 3 Losing My Virginity
Chapter 4 Ghosts from My Past
Chapter 5 Sex With My Dad for the First Time
Chapter 6 Sex With My Dad at His Office
Chapter 7 Sex With My Dad at a Restaurant
Chapter 8 Sex With My Dad and Uncle Burt
Chapter 9 Sex With My Dad and Uncle Burt, Again
Chapter 10 Sex With My Dad and Uncle Burt While Watching TV
Chapter 11 Giving My Dad a BJ at a Restaurant
Chapter 12 Fun in St. Augustine
Chapter 13 Sexy Weekend With My Dad and Friends
Chapter 14 My Grandfather Visits
Chapter 15 An After-Dinner Party
Chapter 16 Stripping for My Husband's Family
Chapter 17 A Shopping Spree With Kaylyn
Chapter 18 A Double Date With My Dad
Chapter 19 A Family Gangbang
Chapter 20 Sex With My In-Laws
Chapter 21 My Cousins Visit
Chapter 22 Kaylyn's Weekend Guests
Chapter 23 Kaylyn's Boyfriend Spends the Night
Chapter 24 Our First Houseguests
Chapter 25 My Husband Fucks Sissy, My 13 YO Cousin
Chapter 26 Daddy-Daughter Relationships
Chapter 27 George & Lucy - and Family
Chapter 28 Trip to England
Chapter 29 The Girls Of Stone Mountain
Chapter 30 New Hooker in Town
Chapter 31 Business Trip to Tampa
Chapter 1 An Introduction
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Hi,
My name is Janie. I am a 35 year-old female. Married too young and divorced
after less than two years. I have no children, but would love to be a
mother. I am not sure if I should consider myself bi-sexual or not. My
girl-girl activities were limited to one experimentation as a teen, and a few
experiences during a brief foray into swinging, along with my husband. I am
certainly not opposed to such and probably would not hesitate if the occasion
arose. However, I am primarily interested in men. At this stage I am in a
special relationship with one very special man, my father, which doesn't
leave me much interest nor time for other men. It was a long time coming and
I guess I am trying to catch up. This newfound relationship with Daddy has
me more excited than a school girl with her first big crush.
I recently discovered Kelly's Diary and her writings encouraged me to try
getting something going with my dad. I had long thought that I wanted to,
but never felt it could be. My mother was killed in an accident when I was
twelve, and Daddy and I have been very close ever since, but not close in the
way that I thought I wanted. He kept himself distanced in that regard. Only
after Kelly helped me break the ice did I discover that he wanted me, too.
Although my dad has been so great with me, it has been tough growing up
without my mother. I would like to think with her guidance and advice, she
may have helped prevent my ill fated marriage. I have written some about
that in one of my letters to Kelly. If you are interested, maybe she will
pass on some of the better ones on to you.
I would never have thought that I would be sharing such personal information
with total strangers, but I am beginning to get excited about it.
Janie
Chapter 2 My Personal Survey
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Name: Jane Ward
Age: 35, March 25, 1975
Profession: Shop Keeper
Location: South Georgia
Marital Status: Married
Former marriage at age 18 lasted less that 2 years
Kids: Daughter - Jenny (Born 6/08)
Vital statistics:
a) height? 5'4"
b) weight? 112 lbs
c) measurements? 34-24-35
d) cup size? C
Clothing Sizes:
a) dress? 2 - Depending on style, fabric and who made it.
(even then they often have to be altered)
b) pantyhose? A or small/medium, depending on the brand. Prefer
thigh highs or nothing when I can do without.
Favorite TV show: Monk
Which Hollywood actor/actress would you like to have sex with?
Katherine Heigl (ever since I first saw her in Love Comes Softly)
George Clooney
At what age did you gave your first BJ and who got it?
15, Brother of girlfriend who lived across the street
At what age you first had sex and who took your virginity?
Same guy (a few days before the BJ)
How many sexual partners have you had (male and female)?
I lost count during those orgies with my ex. Didn't know then that I
Needed to keep score. Since my new life began a few months ago with
my father, I can count 13 male and 5 female.
How many times a week on average do you masturbate?
If you mean to climax, from one to three times. Just playing around
with it while enjoying watching or waiting for a turn at the real
thing, then often.
Do you prefer a dildo or your finger?
Fingers
What is your favorite position during sex?
Spoon, Doggie, or Cowgirl. What do you call the one where one of my
legs is on the bed with the other up, and he is straddling the leg on
the bed and hammering away deep inside me? That one too.
QUESTION: Is there a bad position?
Do you let a man cum in your mouth? Do you prefer to swallow or spit?
Swallow!!!
What is your favorite sexual fantasy?
Teaching my son the fine arts of love (hoping that we have one).
Watching my husband do the same with our daughter (hoping that we
have one)
What is your nastiest sexual fantasy?
Being gang banged by the men in my family (wait, didn't I do that
already?)
What is your favorite part of your body? Legs Least favorite?
Favorite: Mouth or pussy
Least favorite: Hair (too mousy. I want it like my auburn wig or
the avatar on my page)
Do you like anal sex? Yes If so, when was your first time?
Yes. Especially if there is another one in the front at the same
time.
Have you ever had sex with an animal?
No. But might be tempted. (Sarah makes it sound so good)
Do you shave your pussy, trim it, or just let it grow?
Shave
Do you like having sex during your period?
No
Whether you practice it or not, do you believe incest is ever OK?
Love it. It's been so good for me. Don't believe anyone should be
coerced into it Seduced into it like I did my daddy is fine, but not
coerced or forced. He would never do that to me, and even though I
missed out on all that good loving all those years, I love him all
the more for respecting me that way. It is definitely not for
everyone. But I don't think we should be condemned for loving it and
having it in such a good way.
What do you usually wear to bed, if anything?
My wedding rings and a smile.
What kind of car do you drive? What kind would you LIKE to drive?
Pontiac Montana. It will be great for the infant seat.
Growing up, did you ever see your parents having sex?
N0
How much would a stranger have to pay to have sex with you?
How much did the Bureau of Engraving print this year? If he can't
afford that, then free.
What kind of birth control do you use, if any?
Tried the pill. But too late. (condoms during those lean years)
Do you prefer pads or tampons? Tampon What is your favorite brand?
Tampons. Tampax
Do ever go out in public without panties? If so, what were you wearing?
When I can. Dress or skirt. The shorter, the more fun.
What is your favorite style/material of panties)?
High cut, stretch cotton. Recently I like the Ambrielle line
If you had a son, at age would you like him to wait until he got his first
blowjob? Lose his virginity?
How soon would it be big enough? Seriously, I would be tempted to
kiss it the first time I see it. But not suck it until he is ready
and he wants me to.
If you had a daughter, at age would you like her to wait until she gave her
virginity”
It's not so much the age as waiting until she is ready and wants him
to. (even if she is 32, like someone I know)
What one thing do you wish people reading this knew about you?
What haven't I told them?
What about you would shock your neighbors the most if they knew about it?
That my daddy knocked me up
What about you would shock your boyfriend the most if he knew about it?
Don't know anything that I haven't told him or that he has not seen
for himself.
Bi or Straight?
Bi
Prefer circumcised or uncircumcised?
Both. Husband is cut. Daddy is not. Daddy keeps himself very clean
for us. That's the important thing. Cleanliness. I enjoy playing
with that extra skin sometimes. I enjoy them both. Both are still
cocks, aren't they. And both spew out that delicious cum.
Chapter 3 Losing My Virginity
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I was fifteen and so was my good friend Cathy, who lived across the street.
I was over at her house one time when we started to talk about sex. I was
not experienced with sex, but she was. My mother had told me about the
basics of sex, but did not get to share a lot of the special things about it.
And as much as I loved and appreciated mine, daddies are just not very good
for that kind of talk with a young girl.
Mother had died when I was twelve. So she had been gone for three years. As
my girl friend and I talked, we began to compare things about ourselves.
Like our budding little breasts. She was a little ahead of me there. We
took off our shirts to compare them. Without think of why or if I should, I
reached out to touch hers and it felt good. Strange, but good. Then she
started feeling of mine. Once we started, we didn't know where to stop, so
we wound up taking off all of our clothes. We got carried away with our
exploration of each other, and soon we each had our fingers in the others
pussy. We both experienced a climax that way.
Then she told me she wanted to show me an even better way. She had me lay
down and she got between my legs and began to lick me down there. I had
heard talk of course, but this was the real thing. She put a finger in me
too, while she licked me, and soon I had another climax. Wow! So I did her
the same way. As I said before she had already become sexually active, but I
hadn't.
I think the thing you were really asking me about was sex with a boy or a
man. My first fuck. When I gave up my virginity. Well that comes next.
She had an older brother. He was seventeen. His name is Howard. She told
me that if I thought sex with her felt good, I should try what they do. She
told me that her brother had been fucking her for at least two years. I had
no idea. I couldn't say anything for a little while, so she asked me if I
would like to get him to fuck me. I found myself saying, "Do you think he
would want to?" I had a lot to learn about boys and men, didn't I.
My mother had not gotten to tell me some of the things a girl needs to know
about those guys. So she laughed and said that she really believed he would
like to do me. In fact he had recently asked her about me right after they
had fucked. Boys!! He just finished fucking his lovely sister and right
away he asks her about another girl. Just what a girl wants to hear at a
time like that. So a few days later, I was over at their house again and
Howard was home. Their parents were gone. Well, Cathy asked me if I was
still interested in trying out Howard. Would I like for him to take my
cherry and make me a woman, she asked. I asked her if she had talked to him
about me. And was he really interested in me that way. She said, "I'll call
him and see what you think."
When he came into the room, he got a real big smile on his face. I like
smiles. He said, "Hi, Jane." Then Cathy came right to it. She asked him if
he had thought about what she had told him about me. He said it was hard to
think of anything else since she told him. That sounded so good to a young
impressionable girl, coming from and older boy. He came over and sat beside
me and put an arm around me. He said that he had been watching me grow up
and had wanted for a long time to get to know me better. He put his other
hand on my bare leg. I remember I was wearing shorts and a halter top. As
we talked, his hand moved farther up my leg until he was touching me through
my tight shorts.
After a little of that he said, "Why don't we get those out of the way?" I
didn't hesitate. I began pushing my shorts down and off, and my panties with
them. He took off my top and felt of my small breasts. I didn't need even a
training bra back then. He leaned over and kissed each nipple.. I was
surprised at how hard they got. While he did that his hand went to my crotch
again. This time, with my clothes gone, his fingers started rubbing my
pussy. Soon he pressed a finger in just a little. It felt exciting.
Suddenly he stopped fondling me and he stood up and took off his clothes. He
stepped in front of me with his hard cock in front of my face.
My daddy was always very careful that I never saw him naked or anything, so
all I had to compare Howard to were a few mostly clinical pictures, bulges in
pants, and talk from other girls. But I was impressed. Cathy had told me he
liked her to suck his cock some before he put it in her. So for the first
time, I took a boy's cock in my mouth. I had worried about it, but I found
it felt good having it there. And I wasn't ready to release it when he
pulled it out and had me lay back on the couch. He got between my legs and
positioned himself with that nice tasting cock at my pussy. He looked at me
and asked if I was sure that I wanted this. In my excitement I blurted out,
"Fuck me." I thought later, "Where did that come from? Did I really say
that?" For the first time, I had told a boy to fuck me. And yes he did. I
really believe he cared about what we were doing, too. He wasn't just trying
to get his jollies with a new girl.
No, I didn't think he loved me or anything like that. It's just that he
seemed to care about me and how I felt. I didn't reach a climax, but he sure
did. But he pulled out of me at the last minute and his cum went all over my
tummy and up on my chest around my little tits. He knew that I was not on
the pill like his sister, and we had not used a condom. My first experience
with all that mess, but at the time I thought it was the most wonderful thing
that had ever been on me. Well I found that after that first stabbing pain,
I liked the way it felt to have him in me. I also had found that I liked his
cock in my mouth and a few days later I had a chance to try that again. And
I did my first real blow job on him. Cathy had talked to me about how much
he liked that, and especially when she let him cum in her mouth and she
swallowed it, which she didn't always do. She said I didn't have to do that
if I didn't want to. I wasn't sure about how that would go, but I wanted to
impress Howard, so I did it. I learned that I liked it and I have been
hooked on men's cum ever since.
No, I didn't think I was in love with him, nor he with me. We just enjoyed
fucking and sucking. We got to do it several more times before their family
moved away. I got to watch him fuck Cathy, too. And boy could she suck
cock. I found that I enjoyed having her watch me with Howard also. In fact
I can't remember a time that we fucked without Cathy there. We never double
teamed him, though. I think it was especially nice that she was there with
us the first time. I think I was a little less afraid with her there. So,
there you have my initiation into the wonderful wide world of sex.
I never asked her and she never mentioned it, but sometimes I wandered if her
father ever fucked her. I knew that kind of thing happens sometimes. And
since her brother was fucking her, who knows. I guess it was in my mind,
because I had already begun to think of daddy that way. Now that I knew more
about sex, I thought about him even more.
I have been working on something I want to share with you, but I haven't
gotten though it yet. I'll try to get it finished soon. Some of my memories
during my marriage are just not the most pleasant times of my life. And
lately I have been having some very good times, and would rather write about
them. But I have thought more about those early experiences lately. Making
reference to one woman in particular in my letters, has gotten me thinking
more about them lately. Permit me a little self therapy.
Chapter 4 Ghosts from My Past
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My recent reference to one of the girls at those sex parties, got me
remembering detail about them. I had promised to tell you about this girl.
She is the one I spoke of, who was deep throating all the men. She is also
the one I mentioned seeing do ass to mouth. She really put on a show. And I
mean that I think that is just what she was doing. Just putting on a show.
Proud of her sexual skills, and that she was the only one who could or would
do some of those things. I couldn't really tell if she was getting any
physical enjoyment from the sex itself. She just seemed to get off on
showing off for the rest of us.
The men fell all over themselves to get to her when she started her show.
She did a merry go round. Someone set up a padded bench that must have been
built just for this type of thing.. It was just the right size and height.
She lay on her back with her feet up near her butt and knees spread. The
first man moved up and stuck his stiff cock straight in her pussy. He fucked
her for only a few strokes, then pulled out. She brought her knees up near
her tits, raising her ass. He then moved right in and soon had his cock all
the way up her ass. She took it like there was nothing to it. Another man
moved over and placed his cock near her mouth, and she turned her head and
began sucking him in.
They fucked her from both ends for awhile and then the one in her ass moved
out and the other one made way for him to get that ass soaked cock into her
mouth. As he did another was already fucking her ass. That gaping hole did
not have chance to relax. One of the women went over and knelt beside her
and started fingering her pussy and sucking her tit. Another man stepped up
and placed her hand on his cock, and without looking around she began to
stroke him. I thought of that old game we played as kids, where you try to
rub your belly and pat your head at the same time. I have to say this girl
was coordinated. As the next man moved out of her ass, the one in her hand
was quick to replace him. So they went. They rotated around her like a kids
on the playground merry go round. From her hand to her ass to her mouth,
while the woman kept stroking her sloppy pussy and licking her nipple. I
hadn't kept count of how many she had before she began to go wild with an
orgasm, but she didn't miss a stroke with the men and they didn't miss her
mouth and ass.
After a bit she scooted up on the bench until her head was tipped back over
the edge. The man closest to her saw what she wanted and was quickly in her
mouth, his cock probing around until it went all the way in her throat.
Several men took turns fucking her throat until she moved back up on the
bench. The merry go round continued, and then some of the men were ready to
cum. They would unload in her mouth, on her face, over her breasts and
another would take his place. One would already be in her mouth while
another was still shooting globs of goo all over her tits. She would coax
the last drops from a sloppy cock with one hand while rubbing the cum over
her tits with the other. All while a cock was ramming up her ass, with
another in her mouth.
I have no idea how many men were involved, but I do remember one quite
vividly. My ex would take his turn and while in her ass he would look over
at me with a big grin on his face. Then on his second turn around, he
creamed her face as he grinned at me.
The next week we were at a party at the same house. Some of the other girls
started in on me, trying to encourage me to do a merry go round like
Danielle. They kept telling me how their men would just love to do it with
me. I was still the new girl and the youngest of the lot. The fresh meat.
Notice it was the women who tried to get me to do ass to mouth with multiple
men. And none of them were offering to do it. Later events lead me to
realize that they must have been trying to take the edge off of my popularity
with their husbands and boyfriends. Although the men got their kicks out of
using Danielle, she was far from the most popular woman there.
This was a show of jealousy. As the young and tender fresh meat, I had begun
to attract a lot of attention from most of the men. They were even dropping
by my house during the day while my husband was away. They all seemed to
want me. My new found penchant for swallowing cum may have added to that
interest as well. As I told you before, my new popularity and my own growing
enjoyment of this attention, was something that began to change my husband's
attitude toward me and the whole scene. Before it was all over, I could tell
that he wasn't even enjoying the talents of the other women like he did at
first. Early on he was getting his kicks out of showing me what he was doing
with the other women. And he enjoyed showing others how he fucked his pretty
young wife.
I think they were surprised when I counter offered. Absolutely no ass, but
would they settle for a pussy and mouth merry go round? They got the bench
out and set it up. One of the women instructed the men about the rules of
doing it with me. No ass. They were all for it. I looked at my husband and
he glared at me. Remember hubby, this was all your idea. You started this.
The woman who announced the rules saw him and suggested that he go first, and
show the others the way to his wife. He hesitated but stepped up to the
plate, and I knew my plate was full. He looked me in the face, (not in the
eyes) and shoved his hard cock into me quickly and roughly. After that, how
he had the nerve to place his vulnerable cock between my sharp teeth, I don't
know. But I just sucked him as if eager for him to cum in my mouth. And I
was, because I wanted him to finish quick and get out of the way, so I could
enjoy what I was doing with the others.
One of the men, after a few strokes in my pussy, pulled out and rammed
himself straight into my ass. I yelled and he laughed. I glared at him. I
noticed two of the women laughing too. When he pulled out and came around to
my face, I told him loudly, "Not unless you want it bit off." And they could
all tell that I meant it. The two women who laughed, now giggled as they
pulled him off to another room. I couldn't be certain, but I really think
they put him up to it, and they took him away to reward him for his foul
deed.
After he and my ex were eliminated, I enjoyed the rest. Most of them having
enjoyed my cock sucking skill before, knew my eagerness to swallow rather
than have the cum all over me. So most of them gladly finished in my mouth
and I swallowed as much as I could. I knew some of the women wouldn't
swallow, so most of the men appreciated my appetite for their cum. Another
subject of their envy, I saw later. Only one man finished in my pussy before
he could get out and get to my ravenous mouth. He didn't seem disappointed
and neither was I. When I sat up I didn't let out a big burp, but I could
tell that I had swallowed a lot of cum, and my cunt had been well used. Some
of the guys were really nice and I made note of them. I always made sure
they got special attention the next time I was with them. Yes, unlike
Danielle, with a few noted exceptions, I enjoyed the sex more than the show.
That was my only merry go round. I found my popularity with the men was
still growing. Sorry ladies. It didn't work.
So, Kelly, I guess I was a cum slut long before I came under your influence.
However I was soon turned off to it back then and it was only recently
revived in me. Now I enjoy being a cum slut.
Thanks to my ex and my new 'friends' my life was becoming so ugly. Now I am
thrilled that I have new real friends and two wonderful men in my life who
make it so beautiful.
I have been working on this off and on for long enough. So I will stop for
now. If you are interested, I may share more of our activities another time.
The bitterness regarding my ex-husband still gnaws at me. Maybe writing
about it will prove therapeutic for me. I am sure that Jerry will be my best
therapy. I do love this man.
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Can you stand another of my ghosts from the past?
I have noticed that you didn't post that last one. It was a bit over the
edge. Certainly not in keeping with the incest theme. And not appropriate
for some readers. You don't need to post this either unless you want to.
That's up to you. I'd just like to get it off my chest, so to speak.
Once my memories of those parties and my ex started running freely through my
head again, a number of things have come to mind. The excess amazes and
astounds me now as I look back on them. It was different at the time, as I
lived it. Much of it was very exciting back then. Some a nightmare. Now
sometimes it seems like it wasn't even me.
One event in particular was at a Christmas sex party. Everyone was to bring
a wrapped gift. The women were to bring something for a woman and the men
for a man. I noticed when I placed mine in the pile that some had names on
them and others didn't. If your name wasn't on one you had to pick one from
the rest of the pile. They were all supposed to have some sort of sexual
theme, of course. Comical or serious. The idea was, the more outrageous the
better, and the more fun for everyone else at the gift recipients expense.
One girl got a double dildo and was required to demonstrate it. she had no
trouble finding a partner. Another got one that had two heads. One large
and the other smaller, pointing in the same direction. She sat back on a
table with both feet in the air and poked them into her simultaneously. One
in each hole. And she got herself off with it.
One man got a cock warmer. A red and green hand knitted cover for his dick
with two large ball shaped bells on either side. I saw one of the women
later start pulling at the thread at the end of it and got it open and pushed
it up enough to start sucking what stuck out. A couple of the men got
inflatable dolls, and everyone had a good laugh as they fucked the inflated
cunts and mouths of their fresh young partners. Some got sexy bits of
lingerie. Why? Everyone was either naked or nearly so. Well, it is sexy.
One particular girl, whose name was on the package, got a paddle. She had to
go around the room and let each man take a whack at her buttocks with it.
She did have that reputation. And boy were her cheeks red...not from
embarrassment. When it came my turn, there was a package with my name on it.
I opened it and found a nice champagne glass. I almost never drink alcohol.
I looked at a girl who had befriended me from the start, wandering what I was
supposed to do with it. As it was explained to everyone, I was to go around
the room collecting a shot of cum from each of the men in my glass. And what
was I supposed to do with it then? One of the ladies said that my craving
for the men's cum was to be fulfilled.
Once every man had made his deposit, I was to drink the whole thing down.
With that explanation, every man there began to get prepared. Some had women
sucking them. Some were being jacked off by women. Some were doing their
warm up in pussies. Some were doing themselves. I saw a woman furiously
trying to get my husband off, and he was the first to be ready. So I held
out my glass for him and he made his gift to me. I had to wait a moment for
one of the men (one of the nicer ones) to pull out of a pussy and when he had
made his deposit in my glass, I went them one better, I bent down and cleaned
the pussy juice from his cock and finished draining him with my mouth.
By the time I had gotten a deposit from all of the men, my husband came back
with seconds. The same woman had sucked him and worked him up to another one
already. I never did count the men, but I had a load of cum from each one
and two from my husband. I stood in the center of the room and lifted my
glass as if in a toast, and said, "Merry Christmas one and all." And with
that I began to drink from a champagne glass more than half full of semen.
It took some effort and a lot of swallowing, but I would not be outdone.
Little by little I got it all down, and made a show of licking inside the
glass for good measure. When I finished I was afraid for a moment that I
would have to run for the toilet. But I held it and received a big round of
applause, mostly from the men. With that, I did an exaggerated curtsy, and
said, "Thank you very much, gentlemen." Most of the men came by and hugged me
warmly. A few mentioned that as soon as they could, they wanted to fuck me.
I was still the favorite. My husband glared. Not a happy camper. I never
knew who hatched that scheme, but it hurt my husband worse than it did me.
Say, with that 24 hour sex marathon you did with those four guys, you could
have been a real hit at our sex parties. Sorry, but you were about eight or
nine at the time, a little too young yet...don't you think? Only joking.
You know me. I enjoyed reading about that one, even if your guy was such a
jerk for setting you up that way. Sounds a little like my ex. Assuming I
would suck and fuck anyone he brought home or sent to me, or told me to.
I thought I was a bit too popular with the men when they started coming
around to our place whenever my husband was away. They were stopping by two,
three and four a day. Sometimes more than one at a time. Some fucked me,
but most wanted my special treatment. A cum swallowing blow job. Once five
of them showed up at my door together. I let them in and told them they
would have to take turns, because I only have three holes. They laughed and
used all three holes at a time. I still hated it in the ass. I found out
later that it was my husband who got this started. He told some of them when
he was going out of town, and even suggested they might keep me from getting
lonesome. And he told a couple of them that they should really try my ass.
When I found out how he was using and abusing me, I determined to get even in
some way. It wasn't that I didn't enjoy most of the sex, but not the idea
that my 'loving husband' set me up that way as a way of abusing me. One day
I had four of the men come by at different times. I had them dump their cum
in a clear coffee mug, a little disappointed that I wasn't swallowing that
day. I covered it and put it in the refrigerator. When my husband came
home, I got it out and warmed it up in the microwave just enough to take the
chill off. I said, "See what your friends gave me." And I drank it, leaving
some in my mouth and on my lips. Then I planted a big sloppy cum covered
kiss right on his mouth. He thought it was such a good thing, why not share
it with him.
That was one of the few times he actually hit me. Mostly he abused me
verbally and in the way he began to treat me around others, including his
family.
What an awful mistake I made in my choice of husbands. I was seeing the
wrong things. Older man so interested in little me. Good cock. Family well
off. He could take care of me well. And he did for awhile. Until he got me
involved in those sex parties so he could get his thrills showing off his
young sexy trophy wife. Then he started to get angry as he lost control of
what he had started. I guess it is partly my fault, but he did not have to
treat me the way he did. He could have simply suggested that we cool it with
the party circuit, and I believe I would have welcomed returning to just the
two of us. Then he demanded a divorce. His family encouraged him in that,
too. I didn't want a divorce. I wanted things back the way they were in the
beginning.
Well my dad got a lawyer friend for me and he was able to get me a very good
settlement. He and his family certainly did not want the scandal that would
have come out if it had been dragged though the courts and local newspapers.
Neither did some of our influential friends who were involved in those
parties.
My lawyer wouldn't even take part of the settlement as payment. He said it
was a favor to my dad and the enjoyment he got from sticking it to that
family.. I did, however, insist on giving him some added pleasure to show my
appreciation. And I enjoyed that myself. Good one.
The settlement gave me the house and bought me my shop with a tidy sum left
in the bank drawing interest. My shop is in the old downtown area. It's
slowly but surely being revitalized. I was one of the first to invest in
refurbishing the old office and storage areas up stairs over my shop, and I
rented the two apartments out to college students. The idea caught on and
now many of the old buildings have them. Other small stores and restaurants
are opening up in the old store fronts. It is really big with the college
crowd as well as others. The crowds at some of the coffee bars and
restaurants spill out onto the sidewalks in the evenings, with European style
cafe tables and chairs outside. Especially the weekends. And it hasn't hurt
my business. I'm even thinking of staying open on weekend evenings. Should
be able to hire a couple of college girls to work those hours.
Well, I guess that's more than you wanted to know about making biscuits.
Sorry. That's an old family joke about me. If someone asks how my biscuits
come out so good, I have a tendency to give them the complete recipe with
added tips to ensure their success. Can you believe that?
Chapter 5 Sex With My Dad for the First Time
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I am so excited. I am having trouble typing. I want it to all just spill
out instantly.
It was Friday night. I set the stage as we discussed. After dinner I went
to Dad's computer to "check my e-mail." Then just lingered a little while
playing a game. Dad settled in front of the TV. He wasn't paying me any
attention, so I pulled up your site. I went right to the entry you
suggested, and read it over again, so that it was all fresh in my mind (also
to embolden me). My heart got a little faster as I thought about the
possibilities.
I minimized the article and got up and loaded the dishwasher. Sure enough
the TV was boring, so Dad went to the computer. I think he started playing
his usual Free Cell game. I kept sneaking a peak around the corner, hoping
he would not notice. After awhile he hit a key and the screen changed. I
couldn't see what was on it, but he became very intent as he read. I had
just ducked back when he got up and started my way.
"Janie, what is this you have on the computer?"
My heart started pounding. "Oh, someone told me about this interesting
website and I was curious. I'm sorry, I should have turned it off. Thought
I might read a little more after I finished with these dishes."
Ok, here goes. Don't back out now.
He asked if I found that subject interesting. I went to the computer and sat
down, fumbling for the right words. Don't blow it now girl. "Blow," I
thought. Well, that might be a start. Sure enough Dad came over behind and
looked over my shoulder at the screen. I told him that it was an intriguing
idea. He said, "Surely you are not thinking about you and I in a situation
like that."
My heart sank. Was he going to stop me before I really got started? I
turned and looked up at him, and he looked down and our eyes met. Holding
that gaze for a moment, I reached for the crotch of his pants, right in front
of my face. I unzipped them and reached in. My hand found its target. It
was already starting to swell. I eased it out, still looking into his eyes.
I caressed it gently and lovingly. Then with our eyes still locked together,
I guided his cock straight into my mouth. I held it there for a moment, then
eased it out and began licking all around it. Then it was back inside and I
began to slowly bob my head on it. He was silent for awhile, then said, "Oh,
Janie, my sweet daughter, you don't know how I have longed for this."
There it was. Words I had dreamed of, but never thought I would really hear.
His cock had become extremely hard, and I realized he might not last long, so
I decided that I wanted something of him inside of me. Why not finish it
quickly this way and have plenty of time for more adventures later. Sure
enough, he soon shot his long pent up load into my mouth, and I didn't lose a
drop. I looked back up into his eyes again as I swallowed. The look on his
face was amazing. I guess it will be etched in my mind for a long time.
I stood up and he took me into his arms with the greatest hug he has ever
given me. I guess it was the new feeling we both had inside that made a
difference. We kissed for a long time. Father and daughter. Lovers united.
A long time love was beginning to be realized more fully.
I have to stop for now, but I will get back to you on the rest of the week-
end. Wow! There is so much to tell. Thank you, Kelly. Thank you for your
help and for someone to share it with. I just have to tell somebody, and I
have no friend that close to confide in. Maybe you will be that friend. How
can you love someone you have never seen nor talked to face to face? But I
am beginning to feel that way about you. Thank you again.
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Well, after our initial "contact," we went up to my Dad's bedroom, where we
lay down side by side on his bed. We were still clothed. We lay there
looking at each other, saying little...mostly how much we loved each other,
etc. After awhile like this he drifted off to sleep. Guess I did a good
job.
As he napped, I slipped quietly out of the bed and went to the bathroom to
freshen up. When I returned, I removed all my clothes and lay gently on the
bed facing Daddy. As I stared at him in wonder, he began to stir. I've
heard that staring at someone who is asleep can wake them up with a start.
Not wanting to disturb him, I closed my eyes. I couldn't be patient much
longer and my hand sort of drifted in the direction of his still open fly. I
eased inside and felt his now limp cock. It twitched and he stirred a
little. I stopped for a moment, but soon my eagerness took over and I began
to caress him. It began to grow just a little and soon his eyes opened.
There was a brief look of surprise, then his eyes glued on mine for a moment
before moving slowly down my entire naked body, and the most precious smiled
came on his face.
That was the first time he had seen me like this since I was a small girl.
Now there was more to see. Things had changed to where he now saw the sexy
body of a grown woman. I'll have to say it myself...it is a body that most
men seem to enjoy looking at, and a few have enjoyed caressing. Some almost
worshipfully.
I unfastened his belt, but he stood up and began removing his own clothes.
As he stood before me naked for the first time, his cock was coming alive
again. It was soon somewhat erect. I swung over and sat on the side of the
bed. Looking up into his eyes again, I took that precious part of my father
into my mouth once again. A little of that and he was rock hard again.
I moved back onto the bed and lay back with my legs open. I motioned for him
to come to me. He moved a bit clumsily onto the bed as his eyes stayed
mostly on mine. When he was between my legs, he looked slowly down my eager
body. His gaze stopped at my tits for a moment, then he leaned forward and
kissed one and then the other, taking one into his mouth and sucking gently,
his tongue caress the nipple. Wow! His lips released my breast and moved
over my navel and tummy. His tongue came out and gently licked around the
sides of my pussy lips. He kissed my inner thighs and my tummy. Then back
to the pussy lips. His tongue slipped to the middle and began to caress my
clit. Soon he lipped as deep inside of me as he could reach with his
marvelous tongue. Wow, again!! This was my Dad, and he knew so well how to
love a woman's body.
I was a bit surprise, but I guess I should have known that he would have had
good practice with my mother. Then there were those women who have been
after him. He would be a good catch. I prefer to think that he was only
like this with my mother and me.
He had me going pretty good when he moved above me with his hands resting on
each side of me. As he held himself there gazing into my eyes again, I took
his hardening cock in my hand a gently stoked it for a moment before pulling
slightly and guiding him straight into my eagerly waiting body. There it
was. My father was fucking his hot, sex crazed daughter.
It was almost as if I was being fucked for the first time in my life.
Certainly, I had never been made love to like this. And this was a man who
truly loved me for me, not just one who was eager to get his rocks in a good
way.
Daddy varied his motions as he fucked in and out of me. After a few strokes,
he would push as hard as he could into me and hold it there for a moment,
then stroke in and out some more. He seemed to especially enjoy that hard
push and holding it. He kept this up for awhile and then suddenly he held
himself hard in me slightly longer than before. And there it was. He was
filling his daughter's body with his love juices. It was so thrilling that I
felt my on climax coming and I joined him, while joined together with him.
Can I describe how I feel? Not at this moment. Maybe I will be able to
after I have sorted things out in my mind for awhile.
For now, I guess you can relate to my feelings better than most could,
without me telling you directly. Maybe you could help me relate it in words.
I would like to share these feelings with someone. Thankfully I have you.
Oh! We did enjoy each other more over the week-end. We would lay in each
other’s arms naked as we watched TV. We went to the computer and pulled up
your site again, and read together. As we read we would reach over an touch
one another, and we would turn and kiss, our bodies still naked. We only got
dressed to go out to eat. The waiter in this one place must have thought we
were newlyweds as we fawned over each other and couldn't seem to get enough
of looking at each other. He had some trouble getting our order as we found
it difficult to take our attention off one another. The expressions on our
faces must have been priceless. And no one with a camera.
I'm already toying with ideas of moving back home. Surely no one would think
anything was wrong with a daughter coming home to take care of her widowed
father. They just don't have to know how well I would be taking care of him.
I called for an appointment with my doctor this morning. I had better get on
the pill fast. With my boyfriends, I have insisted they use protection.
This business is for real, and I could become my own sister, or something.
That's not quite right but you get the idea. Let's see, I would be both
mother and sister to my son or daughter. Dad would be both father and
grandfather. Interesting, but let's not go too far with that. Sounds like
the pill works good for you. Just have to keep my fingers crossed about the
week-end, since I couldn't keep my legs crossed. :)
I guess that's enough for now.
Listen, about that love talk at the end of my last letter. I hope I was not
going too far. I was just so filled with such a lovely feeling, it sort of
gushed out.
Chapter 6 Sex With My Dad at His Office
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You keep putting ideas into my head. I had read about you and Kristi going
to your dad's office.
You got it. I just had to arrange an unexpected visit to my dad. His
secretary is not the stunning Playboy type you described, but she is very
attractive, and I have seen more than one client hitting on her. I don't
think any of them ever got past first base, and certainly not a home run.
This was my first time there since Daddy and I had started fucking, and I am
sure she had no idea what I was up to. I tried to keep from having a
mischievous smile on my face, as I thought about my plans for may father.
After a few pleasantries, she said, "Go right in Jane. I'm sure he won't
mind." Won't mind? I want him to be shocked. "Hi, Sweetheart. What brings
you down here?" As I closed the door behind me and Daddy watched in surprise,
I quietly as I could snapped the latch. He looked at me quizzically and I
removed any question he might have, as I quickly unzipped my dress and pushed
it to the floor.
Following your cue, Kelly, I had on no bra or panties. Even though I am a
little older than you and Kristi, I can still pull off something like that.
The dress has a full bodice and full skirt, so my boobs just lolled around
under it, not really showing my daring, and my pussy just enjoyed the fresh
air under discreet cover. But now Daddy saw it all and had to know what I
had in mind. By the way, my dad has always like that style dress on me, even
picking out some for me, and now I imagine he will like it even more.
"And now, just what would my father like to do with his horny daughter?"
He moved to me quickly and began caressing my body with those marvelous
talented hands as he kissed me with a full open mouthed kiss. Not the
fatherly peck on the forehead I got the last time I was here. He doesn't
have a couch, so I just sank to the carpeted floor as he opened his pants and
removed them and his shorts together. Wouldn't do to get our mixed love
juices on them, now would it. I doubt that he keeps a spare pair at the
office. I might suggest that for future surprise visits.
We both knew there was not a lot of time for fooling around with foreplay.
Just get the animal urges satisfied. So he was soon on his knees between my
legs, leaning over me, with his hard cock near my waiting, hungry pussy.
Once more he looked deep into my eyes as I reached for that magnificent piece
of man flesh and guided it into me. Yes, I was definitely already wet and
ready for him. Juicy Janie. That's me these days when I'm around him. He
has called me that once already, and it might just stick as my new pet
nickname. "My juicy Janie." And it's the way he said it that sends a tiny
shiver through me.
So we fucked hard and fast, my hips rising from the floor to meet his
thrusts, again and again. When he started to cum in me, the physical feeling
and the emotional feeling came together to bring my own orgasm. Once more my
loving father has filled my raging pussy with his wonderful warm love juice.
The romance faded just a little as he reached for his pants and took out his
handkerchief and held it at my pussy below his softening cock. Let's not
have to explain that stain on his office carpet. I guess I hadn't planned
everything all that well. Maybe next time. And I expect there will be a
next time...and a next...and a next. As he pulled himself from inside me, I
held the handkerchief and squeezed with my pubic muscles as best I could.
Fortunately for my lack of planning, he has a private restroom in his office
suite.
I cleaned up quickly and slipped my dress back on, kissed him with a light
kiss, and headed for the door. "I won't be coming by the house this evening,
Daddy." And casually blew Miss Clark a kiss as I hurried out. "Later."
Was I there more than twenty minutes? No need to keep a man form his work,
just because his loving daughter needs him and wants him so badly.
See what you inspire in me, Kelly? I'm reminded of that question you asked
me before. "Daddy fuck you good?" You bet he did...again. Thank you again,
Kelly. That was Monday. This is Wednesday and I am thinking. Let's see
what I can cum up with.
Chapter 7 Sex With My Dad at a Restaurant
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Yes!! He fucked me very good last night. He has been making love to me the
best that I have ever had. It is so special because of who he is, what he
has always meant to me, and as I have discovered, and accomplished lover.
I'm not too sure about your cousin Kristi. Like you, I think experience and
maturity add a lot.
Now, about those details. Last night was fantastic. Just being with Daddy
lately is more fantastic than it ever was before. We went to a restaurant
that had one of those round table booths. We could sit next to each other
there. After the waitress got our drinks and took our order, we sat quietly
for a little while, until I decided to take advantage of being behind the
table. I slipped my hand over his leg and in between his legs. A little of
that and I got bolder and unzipped his pants. I fumble around rather
awkwardly until I had his cock out, under the table cloth. I stroked it
gently, and found myself getting hungry enough to not wait for the food
order. But before I could think of a way to do it, the waitress returned
with our salad. So much for efficiency. The waitress looked at us and when
Daddy wasn't paying attention, she gave me a big smile and sort of a wink,
before quickly turning to go. I think women have better insight into some
things than men ever will.
I made him leave his cock out, hidden by the table cloth, but handy...for my
hand. We finished the salad and just as I got playful again, there was Miss
Efficiency again. Should Dad tip her good for her efficiency or bad for her
interruptions? Anyway, that went back and forth until we had finished and
decided to relax with coffee. It was pleasant atmosphere and comfortable.
That is, until I started to get too playful and Daddy said, "Maybe we should
go somewhere else."
My dad drives a large Mercury, with no gap between the front seats, and the
center armrests folded up out of the way. As he started driving, I reached
across him to the door and pressed the seat controls. Yep. I moved his seat
way back from the wheel. Right there in the middle of traffic, with people
in the vehicles all around, maybe even sitting in higher vehicles where they
could see in if they wanted to, I unzipped those pants again, more
efficiently this time. I mean, after all, I wasn't paying attention to them.
Why should they pay attention to me? So, out came his cock, down went my
head, and into my mouth it went. That reminds me.
I haven't described his cock. Maybe later. Too busy right now with what's
at hand... or in mouth. It was a great blow job if I must say so, and he was
pleasantly surprised. He probably thought he was beyond ever getting that
kind of service. I wander if Mother ever did that for him, when they were
young? Maybe I will find an opportunity to ask that kind of thing. Would
love to talk more with him about her and their relationship, now that we have
things more open between us. Oh, Yes! He did cum in my mouth (great desert)
and I was careful not to spill a drop. Wanted to keep it nice and clean, not
to mention really wanting it all. "Good to the last drop." Good theme,
Maxwell House.
After we got home, he had to relax for awhile. As he sat in his easy chair,
I got undressed... slowly... and went upstairs to freshen up and put on my
robe. I went back down and sat on the couch with my legs up...and showing
off well. I think he had been watching the History Channel but started
surfing, and asked what I would like to see. What I would like to see was
not on TV, but I knew I had to be patient. I offered to get us a drink while
he found something to watch.
I squirmed around on the couch until I "accidentally" had my robe loose and
open just enough so that I was a more interesting and tempting view than the
girls in the TV show. That seemed to eventually get to him and he came over
and sat on the floor looking up at me, and began to caress my legs, then
gently upward, bypassing my hungry pussy, across my tummy, my robe fully open
now, then he cupped my breast. I love the way he fills his large hand with
one of those. He held it like it was the most precious thing he had ever had
in his hand. He gently squeezed and massaged it awhile before moving so that
his finger and thumb gently held the nipple, which was quite hard, as you can
imagine. Then the other breast the same sweet way. Have I mentioned how
gentle and loving my father is with me? He raised up on his knees and leaned
over to kiss me, long and with slow, sweet loving tongue action.
After kissing his way back down my body and legs, all the way to my feet
(with stops at my tits and pussy), he stood and removed his clothes. I
didn't help, just lay there and watched...enjoyed, and anticipated. I opened
my legs as he knelt between them. He lowered himself as I guided his now
hard cock into me.. He was looking lovingly into my eyes as he entered me.
I love the way he does that, before ever looking down where he is moving in
and out of me. He likes seeing that. With his instinct and my guiding hand,
he doesn't have to see where he is going. What a precious relationship.
He filled my craving body with his lovely sperm and relaxed on top of me. He
lay there, still in me, though a bit limp, until he was about to go to sleep.
We decided to moved to his bed, leaving his clothes lying there in the floor.
A good night's sleep and off to start a new day, with smiles for everyone we
met.
That enough detail, Kelly?
Have I mentioned that I love that man? In deep, wondrous love with my own
father! Wow! I do believe now there must be another man out there that I
could enjoy a similar loving relationship with, and marry. But until he
finds his way to me, I will enjoy the love that I have, to the fullest. It
might just work better now because I am not so much looking for him, he will
have to be looking for me. I am more content right now.
Chapter 8 Sex With My Dad and Uncle Burt
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I am usually only over at Dad's house on weekends. I was a little horny, I
guess after missing our week end and only that quickie at his office Monday,
then doing some writing about our new relationship. Relationship takes on a
whole new meaning, doesn't it. I thought I would surprise Dad Wed.
afternoon. I was getting there much earlier than he would, so I thought I
would set the stage for his surprise.
I let myself in and went to the kitchen for a drink, trying to think just how
to work this. How about a quick shower and meet him at the door in a towel?
That sounds like it has possibilities. I sat the drink down and went up to
my room to use the shower there. I keep a lot of my stuff there for
convenience. Although I thought about using his shower, just in case he got
home early and might catch me there...more interesting possibilities. Oh,
Dad's floors don't creak, Kelly. So I wouldn't hear him coming. (Though, I
hoped to hear him cumming later.)
As I entered my room, I could hear the shower. Whose surprise is this?? I
didn't see Dad's car, but it could be in the garage. He usually doesn't
bother with it, but sometimes he does. Not much bother with an automatic
door opener. Wish I had one.. Anyway, new possibilities, but why was he
using my shower? Enough questions. I quickly got undressed and slipped into
the bathroom just as the shower door opened.
AAAAAAAH!!! I never realized how fast so many thoughts could run through my
head. I knew where Daddy's gun was in his room and I could probably beat
this intruder in there.
Right, that was not dear old Dad. The naked, wet man, standing there with a
huge cock was definitely not him.
"Jane, it's me... Uncle Burt."
At least he was quick with that one, even though he was also surprised. At
least it kept him from getting shot. As he said later, he was not only
surprised to see me suddenly, but totally surprised at "the gorgeous, hot
looking, naked, grown up woman" standing before him. (His words later.)
Yeah, I soon noticed that huge piece of man meat getting harder. He quickly
grabbed a towel and covered himself. It was only then that I had the sense
to grab my robe from the bathroom door.
OK. This was my mother's younger brother, whom I had not seen in years. He
kept in contact by phone and mail, but lived out in California, and we hadn't
actually seen him in a long time. How long was it?
When we had calmed down enough, we both began to talk at the same time. I
stopped and let him go first. "Your dad picked me up at the airport and
dropped me off here because he had to finish up some things at work. He said
I could use your room and to make myself at home."
"We had some business here and I grabbed at the chance to spend some time
with my lovely little niece. Still very lovely but, well, not so little
anymore, huh? Wow, have you grown up!" (I wasn't sure how much he had grown
up since I saw him, but boy, was he grown!)
I thought, OK, this is my mother's baby brother that we haven't seen for
awhile. So I went over to give him a big hug. He hugged me also, and when
we moved back the towel came loose and fell to the floor with him grabbing
for it. I said, "Speaking of growing, what do you feed that thing?" I know
it's not original, but it was appropriate. It may well be the biggest dick
that I have seen. "It's not so much what I feed to it as what I feed it to.
(I'll bet he has said that before) Look, enough of that. How have you been?"
as he turned to take some boxer shorts and a t-shirt out of his bag and put
them on. OK, nice buns, too, if you were wandering. I'll bet those hips
could operate that instrument pretty good.
Before I could respond, he added, "Do you know how much you look like your
mother? It's amazing. I'll never forget how gorgeous she was. Sorry. I
hope that doesn't bother you."
"Dad has mentioned it, but he doesn't talk too much about it, even though I
like hearing about it. I have looked at some old pictures, but they don't
seem to tell the whole story. A 'thousand words' just doesn't seem to be
enough. And I would like so much to learn more about her. There must be so
much I don't know. I'll bet there is a lot that you could tell me."
He said, "Well, it was like a flashback when I first saw you just now. It
has been so long since I saw her like that.. Oh! I'm sorry."
"Don't keep apologizing, I like to talk about her. But, what did you mean
about seeing her like that?"
"Well, Jennifer was a bit older than me, but we were very close, and I did
have occasion to see her beautiful body naked. She sort of helped raise me,
you know. But, what are you up to these days? Tell me about yourself."
"Hold it, Uncle Burt. You are not getting out of this that easy. There is
more here isn't there? There is so much I don't know about her. She had had
the ‘talk’ with me, but she was killed before we got close enough for mature
girl talk. And she certainly never told me anything about a close
relationship with you, other than big sister/little brother. I want so much
to hear all you can share with me about her. But for now let's start with
what you just shied away from."
"I think you liked her naked body. Come on, out with it." "Just what do you
want to know, Janie?" "Right now, I want all the juicy details about your
relationship with my mother? Later you can catch me up on other interesting
stuff. Like did you have sex with her?" "Well, if you really want to hear
it.. This is your own mother we are talking about, you know." "YES!! Now
out with it."
"OK. The whole story, as brief as I can tell it." And he proceeded to tell
me how this one time just before his twelfth birthday, Jennifer (Mother)
talked him into hiding in her closet. The doors had louvers, so he could see
out without being seen. She said he would see something that he might find
hard to believe, but she couldn't describe it to him. He would have to see
it. He was to keep it a very strict secret, just between them. He couldn't
tell anyone.
"I was in there for awhile before I heard someone come into the room, and I
moved to where I could see who it was. It was Jennifer, followed closely by
our father."
He went on to related how Mom got undressed as my Granddaddy stood there
watching. He got excited at seeing his big sister naked. The fact that his
father was there watching made it kind of strange to him. When Mom was
totally naked, she knelt down and reached out to opened her daddy's pants and
pushed them to the floor. He thought, "What a big cock. Maybe my little
dick can get that big someday." Although not real big then, it was starting
to get hard. He couldn't believe what happened next. She bent down and took
that big dick right in her mouth.. What is this?
Their father started pushing himself in and out of her mouth, but she didn't
seem to mind. In fact, when she pulled her mouth away and stood up, there
was a big smile on her face, and she glanced toward the closet door. Did she
really like doing that? A lot of questions ran through his young mind.
Then she went to the bed and lay on her back with her knees up and spread
open. Their father followed her and knelt on the bed with her. She took
hold of his dick and soon it was going into her body. "So this is fucking!"
Uncle Burt thought. "But why is my father fucking my sister, his own
daughter? Shouldn't he be doing that with Mom? " He watch in awe until his
father began to grunt, then moan and stopped fucking. He couldn't see well
enough, but found out later he had left a big load of cum in his sister.
"I hope she was on the pill." Hearing such revelations about my mother, and
this was my first thought?? Actually I think it was a reaction to the fact
that I had not gotten my pills, yet. They rescheduled my appointment, then I
couldn't make it and had to wait again. Couldn't really explain why I need
them in a hurry. Got to do that.
After their father left, she went into the bathroom. When she came back, she
opened the closet door, and stood there, still naked as could be, and said,
"Well, What do you think?"
He said, "How could I express my thoughts after that, and still staring at my
beautiful naked big sister."
"Would you like to try some of that?" she asked him.
"What?? You and me?"
With that she opened his pants and pushed them down, like she had his
fathers. She had him lay back on her bed and she got over him and looked him
square in the eye with a big smile and slowly lowered her head to his small
but hard dick. He said it felt fantastic. Like no feeling he had ever had
before. She was sucking hard on it as her head went up and down.
"I'm sorry, but you insisted, Janie." He said he had an overwhelming
sensation but nothing came out of it.
When she was finished, she sat back with a huge grin of her face, and said,
"Welcome to the club, Little Brother."
Later she helped him fuck her, though it was anticlimactic. But, he had just
had his first fuck... and with his own sister. A beautiful girl that he knew
the older boys all wanted. He knew because he had even heard some of them
talk about it. And he got to do her. He said he felt so special. He said
that it was later that his climaxes started producing small loads, then
larger loads. And she seemed to love it.
Wow!!! Now this was my Mother he was talking about. It was so hard to
believe, but he had to be telling the truth. And I had pressed him to tell
me. I'm sure I will think of my mother in a different light from now on.
But just how? My mother was involved with incest as a young girl. Uncle
Burt said that Granddaddy had started fucking Mom when she was twelve, and
she thought that was a good age to initiate her little brother. But she
never did them both together. She tried hard to keep her father from finding
out about Burt.
Kelly, didn't you say something about inheriting your mother's genes. Well
maybe that's where I got it from. And I never knew about it. It just took a
lot longer to happen for me, even though the urges were there all the time.
If I had only known sooner. The possibilities are staggering.
So much sudden information, but more questions than answers. Like, did my
dad know about any of this? Was she still screwing her father after they
married? Did her relationship with her brother continue? How could she keep
this from me? Well, that one doesn't need an answer. Would she have shared
any of this with me if she had lived longer, and talked with me as I grew up?
And, with recent events in mind, would she have been willing for my dad to do
me? Why, it might have happened soon after, if that tragic accident had not
prevented it. After all, I was the same age then as she was when it started
with her. Whoa! Where are these thoughts going to end?
I looked up and suddenly realized that Daddy should be getting home soon. So
I took some clothes to Daddy's room and dressed, as Uncle Burt finished
getting dressed in my room. Looking back, I laugh and ask, "Why?" Also
looking back, it's too bad I had to leave him with that lump in his boxers.
Maybe more on that development later.
All these recent developments are beginning to overwhelm me. Too much to
absorb so quickly. My Dad, my Mom, my uncle, my grandfather...who's next? I
almost expect someone to pop out of the woodwork (or the shower) with another
surprise. Where will it all end? It has got to settle down. But, then, I
started the ball rolling, didn't I?
Got to close for now, Kelly. But, yes, there is more to this. Write soon.
***********************
I just wanted to pick up where I left off after my surprise with Uncle Burt.
When Daddy got home, Uncle Burt wanted to take us all out to dinner, but I
insisted on fixing something there. I wanted a relaxed setting where I could
get them both talking about my mother. And right here in her house might
help those memories to come back. I even had them sit around the kitchen
table and talk while I cooked, as Daddy and I sometimes did when I was a
little girl and my mother was cooking. Daddy always keeps enough there to be
able to fix a good meal quickly and easily. This time it was broiled fish
with steamed veggies, sweet potato fries, and hush puppies. (I'll bet you
haven't had sweet potato fries up there.) Want to keep my lover healthy and
happy, and Uncle Burt said it sounded fine for him. No, I didn't say that
part about "my lover" to them. OK, enough from Kelly's Kooking Korner.
[aside: Do you cook, Kelly? I know you have some great recipes for love
juice served up warm and fresh.]
As I cooked, I told my dad that Uncle Burt and I had been talking a little
about Mother and that it had gotten me to wanting to hear more about her.
Daddy asked what we had talked about already.. OK. I quickly said, "Oh, he
just talked about how she had sort of helped raise him (yeah, raise an
erection), and how he always thought she was such a great big sister. And
how he admired her and thought she was so beautiful. He told me that I look
a lot like her." Uncle Burt got a little restless at that, and I figured that
was far enough. "Do I really, Daddy?" Sounding like an excited little girl.
That opened the door. "You know I've told you that before, Honey. You
certainly do. Even more and more lately." Careful where you go with that,
Pop.
After how Uncle Burt had told it, I had to wander if Daddy had the same thing
in mind as he did. I hope so.. From there they went into telling me all
sorts of things about Mother. Some I had heard before, but a little more
detail now, with the two memories coming together. Others quite new to me.
One would start to tell something and the other join in. This was great, but
nothing so surprising as what I had already heard from Uncle Burt. Neither
of them got even close to anything like that. It was all so exciting to me.
As I learned more about this woman who had been such a saintly memory, I
began to see her in a new light. She was even more real to me than ever
before. And I felt even closer to her than ever. Why hadn't I insisted on
this kind of thing long ago? Even with the knowledge of her incestuous
activities with Granddaddy and Uncle Burt, it did not diminish her in any way
in my eyes. As I thought more and more about it, she climbed the ladder of
esteem even higher. What an amazing woman my mother was. And I love her
more and more. [stop to wipe tears] It was getting late before the tales
began to fade, so I decided to spend the night on the couch in Daddy's den.
As much as I like Uncle Burt, and appreciate his visit, he was suddenly in
the way. If catch my inference. I could take off the next few days, so it
was convenient. There is a half bath down stairs, so I could be totally
discreet. I just went up and got some things from my room. Wishing all
along that I could cuddle up with my father in his bed, in his strong yet
gentle arms. OK, it wouldn't have all been that peaceful and restful. But
It would have been goooood.
The next morning before going to work, Daddy came to the den. Sorry, no wake
up calls like yours, Kelly. Uncle Burt had not stirred, yet. My dad was
already dressed for work and here I was in a sheer nightie. I got up as we
talked and walked him to the door. He hugged me and kissed me very tenderly.
Thoughts of me looking like my mother, him hugging and kissing me as he left
for work, flooded my mind, as I stood just outside the door. Oh! What will
the neighbors say? The morning sun shines right through this thing. Oh, who
cares? Had I become my mother to him? I don't really think so. But, I hope
I am a loving sweet reminder for him of the beautiful but all too brief time
they had together. A time when they made me together. Wow!
I thought of going up to his bed and lay where he had been, but I returned to
the den. With so much of last night going through my head, I found it
impossible to sleep. So I went to the kitchen and made coffee, then fixed me
some breakfast. As I was finishing, Uncle Burt came in. "Good morning,
Uncle Burt. There's fresh coffee. I'll let you fix it the way you like it.
What kind of breakfast would you like. There's cereal, English muffins or
eggs with sausage or ham. Sorry, no bacon." "You were such a good cook last
night, how about the eggs and ham. If it's not too much trouble" "Easy
enough. That's what I just had. Guess the smell was suggestive. What time
do you have to be at the office? I told Daddy I would drive you."
They were not expecting him until after lunch, so we had the morning. I
thought I might just pump him some more about him and my mother. That's when
I realized that I was still in a sheer nightie that did little to hide what
he had already seen anyway. I thought that just because he had seen it once
didn't give me license to flaunt it, though. But, I guess it would have
drawn more attention if I suddenly ran out of the room to get dressed. So I
stayed like that. I turned and saw him looking at me with a sweet expression
on his face... not lecherous at all... like remembering something special, I
thought. "I couldn't help thinking of Jennifer when she sometimes fixed my
breakfast. But never dressed like that." I was right.. "I guess I should
have thought to bring my robe down last night. I'll run get it" "Not on my
account." I think he said that little too quickly and insistently.
Whoa! Was I getting my uncle turned on? I stayed like I was and finished
his breakfast order. But I couldn't help wondering if he had a different
breakfast order in mind now. I sat at the table with him and finished my
coffee as he ate. He could hardly keep his eyes off me. He barely looked
down to see what he was eating. Suddenly I thought, careful, girl.
Remember, this guy is loaded for bear. Now where did that come from? Was I
the one who was now horny for my uncle? "I really do remind you of her,
don't I?" "You have no idea. So much that I have been entertaining thoughts
of what it would be like to have you the way I did her. I'm sorry if that
shocks you, but you see, you have me so turned on I don't know if I could
even stand up right now." He pushed his chair back from the table and
stretched his legs out.
I got up and walked around, looked at his crotch and sat down in his lap. "I
see what you mean. I hope I'm not hurting anything...but it feels good under
there." "Janie!" Or did he mean "Jennifer." Was I about to play out the role
of my mother again? I didn't care who he thought I was. I suddenly wanted
this man in the same ways she had him. A bit like continuing her activities
through me. I really am like her. And as I think back on it, I love the
thought of being like my mother in every way. I got up and took his hand and
lead him up to my room without a word form either of us. Or was it my mother
who was leading him into a new experience as she had long ago. It was like
there was some sort of spell, and I didn't want to break it, least we stop
too soon. Who is this woman in my dad's house with my uncle? The feeling
was almost as if I wasn't really there, just hovering like a spirit in the
room only watching what transpired. Could I be watching my mother and her
brother?
But soon I felt the reality of it all, as the feelings got very physical.
And it was definitely me there. Was it only three weeks ago that I started
and incestuous relationship with my father, and now I was about to broaden it
to include my uncle? When we reached my room, Uncle Burt looked at me
intently as he removed his clothes.. I was still in my nightie when her came
to me and took me in his arms and held me close. That huge cock trying to
get through the sheer fabric of my nightgown. "Are you sure?" he asked,
gently.
I knelt and took his big cock into my mouth for a moment. Then standing back
up, looking him in the eyes, "Is that sure enough?" With that he lifted my
nightgown over my head, and we stood there, both totally naked, looking into
each other’s eyes. That big cock reached out for me but my eyes stayed on
his. I love so much the way may father looks into my eyes at times like
this. And this was turning me on even more as my uncle now did the same.
Was it my mother that inspired both of them to do this? With a lovely naked
woman before them, they look lovingly into her eyes.
Mmmmmmm! I could never get too much of this. As much as I enjoy my father
looking at me now when he is appreciating my body (it sometimes sends a
shiver through me), this thing he and Uncle Burt do with the eyes is even
better. He took my hand and we moved to the bed. He sat on the edge and
leaned back. I knelt between his feet and stared at that enormous cock
before me. I held it in my hands and looked up into his eyes as I guided it
to my lips and kissed the head of it. I opened my mouth and let my tongue
lick all around the head, then down and back up the underside of it. Back at
the top I opened my mouth and looking him in the eyes again, I took the head
into my mouth and held it there, letting him feel the warmth and wetness of
my mouth. Our eyes never leaving the other's.
I pulled it out and looked at it, then back into his eyes, and back into my
mouth it went, as far as it could go. For a fleeting moment I thought of
you, Kelly. How I wished at that moment that I could take it into my throat
as you describe. All of this wondrous thing in me. You make it sound so
good, it must be wonderful. But I could only get about half, or maybe a
little more. He had his hands on my arms and he drew me up to him and we
kissed a long, passionate kiss. He stood as I shifter around and he laid me
back on the bed.
I opened my legs as he knelt before me. After a longing look at my face and
then my pubic area, he lowered his head with his mouth open wide to cover my
pussy and in came his tongue. I was not making comparisons at the time, but
as I think back now, not quite the finesse of my father, but very effective.
He swirled his tongue in and around the opening of my pussy, then licked up
over the clit. His hands moved up over me and he captured both of my breasts
and began massaging them and playing with the hard nipples. He sucked
strongly on my clit and flicked his tongue rapidly over it. After a few more
strokes in and over my wet pussy, he stood up.. As I think back on it now,
some of that was a lot like Daddy. Mother? I moved up further on the bed
anticipating what was coming. I spread my legs and he knelt on the bed
between them. My eyes were going back and forth between his eyes and his
cock. I'm glad that he got my pussy juices flowing.
He moved the head of his cock back and forth over my pussy, wetting the head
enough to ease the entry. Then he stopped, looked into my eyes and pushed
gently, but firmly until he was entering into my body. It was a very tight
fit, and a tremendous feeling, but he made it, and began stroking in and out,
slowly, then faster, then slow again. I was loving ever feeling that he was
causing in me. I don't think I can describe those feelings well enough. My
body seemed to be feeling things it had never felt. He fucked me like that
for what seemed a long while, yet also seemed not near long enough.
Soon I was feeling the rise of my orgasm, thinking, "Don't stop now. Please
don't stop. Fuck me. Fuck me, Uncle Burt." I wanted to scream it. Then I
was cumming and cumming and cumming. As my orgasm began to subside, I caught
a change in his expression, and I said, "It's alright. Cum in me. I want it
in me. I want you in me." And He did. "Janie. Janie." he said. He flooded
me and his cock and my pussy got slick and sloppy with all the juices. They
ran out and down and paddled around my ass and I didn't care about the mess.
I loved it as he still pumped in and out of me, until he relaxed and lowered
his body onto mine. Yes. He called my name at that magic moment. It was me
he was making love to and not a specter of his sister. Although I do hope it
was a sweet remembrance of her for him as well. And I wished she could
somehow feel it through me. That I could somehow share this with her. I was
saddened that we couldn't both be there to share him together. How fortunate
my mother was to have known both of these men. And now, so does her
daughter, who loves her so very much.
Thank you for sharing them with me, Mother. Thank you for teaching them both
so well. It must have been because of her. I've never had any other man
like these two, and she is the common denominator. I especially love the way
they look deeply into my eyes at a time when most men would be ravaging a
woman's naked body with their eyes. Hadn't he said that she looked him in
the eyes when she took him the first time? This isn't just sex and
satisfying a physical urge. These two men both made love to me. Even as
they both made love to my mother, and perfected with her some of the things
they have shared with me.
Yes, it was very good, but he is not my father. Daddy is still the best for
me. For now, he is my man. And I am so anxious to be with him again. But
how, with Uncle Burt here? And He has several more days. I'll figure out
something. Another quickie at his office if nothing else. "Uncle Burt,
should we tell Daddy?" That will have to wait.
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Just want to catch up on what's happening. It is all going so fast. Some of
my writing about it will have to wait. I type pretty good, but can't do it
while this is all taking place. :) :o :)) (If you don't understand that
middle symbol, just read on.)
Daddy wound up having to meet with some business associates that evening, so
it was me and Uncle Burt for dinner. He wasn't familiar with the restaurants
here, so he had me pick something that I thought would be special. I did not
take him to our booth with the round table.
When we were settled, I returned to my earlier question.
"Uncle Burt, should we tell Daddy?"
"First. Why don't you just call me Burt? That Uncle part sounds strange
coming from a beautiful grown woman I'm enjoying being out with, and after
what we have done together now, it just seems out of place. Second. Why
would we need to tell your father? I'm afraid it might upset him. I really
would like to stay on his good side."
By the way, there were no special activities like the ones with Daddy in the
booth behind the round table.
I said that we could skip that for now, then. Then I told him that I had
been thinking and I have even more questions for him about Mother. And I
began firing them at him in rapid order, without giving him a chance to
answer each one. Like: Did you still have sex with Mother after she married
Daddy? Did Daddy ever know about her incestuous relationship with him and
Granddaddy? When did he last fuck her? Did she suck him off a lot? Did you
eat her pussy? Did she get to enjoy that huge cock of his after it got so
big? Did Granddaddy ever find out about his son having sex with his
daughter? When I go to visit Granddaddy, is it possible that he might be
able to fuck me? I've had two of her lovers, why not him too? Oooooops.
That slowed me down enough for him to get a few words in. "What do you mean
two of her lovers? You're not telling me that you have slept with your own
father?"
"I'm sorry. I guess that was a slip of the tongue."
"No. I think that was a Freudian Slip, and Freud would probably have been
very interested in that one, like I am. Now it's your turn. Out with it."
We had gone this far. Why not? I mean he was already somewhat familiar with
incest. And he was family...close family. They had both fucked Mother and
now they had both fucked me.. So I began to tell the whole story, of how I
had dreamed for so long of making love with my father, who loved me and I
loved him so very much. I knew he missed Mother, and although I did not wish
to replace her, I did want so very much to do something special for him. And
letting him fuck me seemed to be something I would love to do for him.
Besides, I wanted it for myself as well. I was really hung up on the guy. I
told him how that after all those years of Daddy not ever letting on that he
wanted me, too, I finally got up the nerve to try initiating the act myself.
I told him I did it by reading your website, and by writing to you for advice
and encouragement.
He asked me about this website that encourages a girl to have sex with her
own father. I told him how your site is so beautiful and how it's about sex
with many members within the family...even uncles. He said "Yeah, right." He
asked if he could see the site, so when we got home, we went to the computer
and I pulled it up. After all, it's bookmarked for ease of access. First I
let him read some of your diary accounts, especially the one about your first
time with your dad. Then when I thought he might be ready, I showed him my
new page. That got to him good.
"You're writing in there about all the things you have been doing with your
father? Where anyone can read it? Does he know?" He must have missed that
part. Now who is full of questions? At least he didn't ask if he would wind
up in there also.
He seemed confused, but at the same time was getting excited. He was
standing behind me, reading over my shoulder, pretty much like Daddy was that
first time. I turned to see that bulge in front of my face. I looked up at
him, reaching for his belt and zipper, and said, "Here, let me help you with
that." With that I lowered his pants (it would have been difficult to get
that thing out through the fly in that condition.) and began to caress that
precious hunk of man meat. I kissed it, all around the head and down the
sides and back up...licking and kissing. I even got bold and took a light
nibble along the side with my teeth. Don't know why. Don't know if it did
anything for him, but I suddenly I wanted to do it and I did.
Back at the head I gave it a few big kisses (appropriate for his size)
letting my saliva drool over it. With a quick look up into his eyes I
brought it into my eager hungry mouth. Like the night I took Daddy in the
car, we did not have desert after dinner, so here again was my desert about
to be served to me in one of my favorite dishes.' Delicious desert from a
delicious dish. What more could a horny, hungry girl ask for? After I
bobbed my head on that pole for awhile, Burt (that does sound nice without
the 'uncle') began to gently stroke himself in and out of my mouth. Nice.
It relieved my neck for a moment, and I just relaxed and enjoyed the motion,
the feel, the excitement, eagerly anticipating what he was working up to, as
he lovingly fucked my mouth.
I had not yet taken his cum in my mouth, and I found that I eagerly
anticipated it. I wanted it more than anything I could imagine at that
moment. At this present moment, as I write about it all, what I really want
most of all is my father in me. Back to the matter at hand...in mouth...you
know what I mean. Actually it was both since there was plenty for mouth and
hands. In fact I was using both hands to caress what I could not fit into my
hungry mouth. I have got to learn to deep-throat, but I doubt that I could
ever handle this one.
Both of us were in action now, with my head bobbing and his cock stroking, my
hands caressing, and there it was. He had a load to go with that cock. It
filled my mouth, and with it already stuffed with all that meat, the semen
began oozing out around his shaft. Down my chin and dripping onto my dress .
Yes, it all came about so quickly and naturally that I had not yet removed
one stitch of clothing. I have said before that I like it nice and neat, but
when you just can't help it, go for it. I slipped my mouth back enough to
begin swallowing. When I got that much down, I let him slip out of my mouth
and began licking all the precious goo that I could get from around his cock.
Then back inside for another moment of strong suction to get all that I could
from him. Once I felt that I had him drained, I moved back and with my
fingers began swabbing the cum that was clinging to my chin into my mouth. I
licked my fingers as he watched with a beautiful look on his face. And I put
that look there. Just a slight touch of pride.
Once more in front of your website, Kelly. It may not be like the tribute
pictures you write about from your admiring fans, but I guess you could say
that this is my tribute to you. I wander just how many men I could get to
read your writings over my shoulder? Never mind, let's just keep it in the
family...for now at least.
I found myself thinking what a lucky woman I am to now have two such
accomplished lovers in my life after having only an occasional fuck for so
many years. Then I realized that my uncle will be going back to California.
But I do have Daddy, and he is enough for me. He is really all that I wanted
for such a long time.
This experience with Burt will be a beautiful memory, and I may even
masturbate thinking about him. Best of all I will be able to remember
sharing love with my mother in a very, very special way. I so wish that she
could be here now, where we could actually share these special men and talk
together about them later, like you do with your mother. I would love to lay
naked, cuddled up with her as we talk, and feel the soft warmth of our bodies
together, and drift off to sleep in a dream world.. Whew!!
But now it's time to wake up and get moving.
Hopefully there will be more developments soon.
Chapter 9 Sex With My Dad and Uncle Burt, Again
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I find it interesting, to say the least, that so much happened so quickly
with Uncle Burt. Wednesday afternoon it was tantalizing sights and
titillating talk.. Thursday morning and evening, it was full blown sex.
Well, at least in the evening he was blown fully. Mmmmmmm! Mmmmmmm! good.
Well, I finally had a chance to talk with Daddy. He came home early Friday,
and Uncle Burt was upstairs. I lead up to it by talking about your site
again. I talked about reading how your mother had sex with her father and
your uncle, and how your father and mother have shared such a strong love
though it all, and maybe even strengthened because of it all. It worked
again. Have I told you that I love your site?
After talking a bit back and forth and throwing in some innocent comments
about Mother, the thoughts all sort of converged in him. I had tried to keep
her on his mind.
"Honey, about your mother. With your uncle here and all this talking about
her, some things have been crowding my mind. Things I've never been able to
share with you, but have wanted to. I think you might be ready for them,
now. At least I hope you are."
With that he began to relate how Mother had first been initiated into sex by
her father. He told me how it was at such a young age, twelve, She didn't,
yet understand it all, but soon began to enjoy it herself, and looked forward
to it. You don't have to let Uncle Burt know that I told you, but she even
took him at the same age and began an incestuous relationship with him also,
although she was a bit older than him.
"Honey, I hope this is not too much for you, but in light of what we have
now, I have been thinking that maybe you should know. I hope you won't think
badly of her. She was so precious, and she loved you so much."
"Oh, Daddy. No, I don't think badly of her. And I never will. I want you
to know that I love her even more than ever. Thank you for sharing this with
me. You have no idea how much it means to me. You and Uncle Burt have told
me so much about how I am like her. I want terribly to be just like her in
every way I can. Having you like I do now, kind of like she had you, and
knowing these things about her, it's given me such a wondrous connection with
her. It's something that I can't explain."
"Daddy, I hope you won't take this wrong, but Uncle Burt has already shared
some of this with me. He started telling me how much I reminded him of her,
and soon something slipped out. I started pressing him then and forced him
to tell me all that he could. I had such mixed feelings for a little while.
But soon my love for her took over. It's a love that I feel we could have
shared so well had she not died when she did. And knowing now about her
early experience with Granddaddy, maybe, just maybe she could have shared me
with you in that special way, too. I would so much love to have been sharing
you with her all those years. Yes, from the same age that she started, or
even earlier. I really needed for you to know that I already knew some of
this, so that you and I could talk freely about it all. Thank you, Daddy for
understanding and talking with me. She means so much to both of us. And
now, we can share her so much better. I love you. We both love you."
"One more thing, Daddy. Thursday morning, as Uncle Burt and I talked about
mother, one thing lead to another and it was like Mother took over my body,
and we lead him up to my room where we made love to him. I hope you don't
mind too much, Daddy. It really was such a beautiful thing. It can't
compare to what you and I have, but now I have shared two of Mother's lovers
with her. I feel such a marvelous kindred spirit with her now. I share a
love with her that I had never known before."
"OK. I'll stop. You say something. Tell me you love me and tell me how
much you love Mother."
"Sweetheart, you'll have to give me some time to absorb all this. But, know
this. I do love you. I love you more than ever. And I have always loved
your mother, and always will. I'll never see you as a substitute or fill-in
for her, or anything like that. No matter how much you are like her, you are
you, and you always will be. It's just that I love you both more than I can
ever tell you. And I still tell her every day. These recent days, I have
been telling her how thankful I am that she gave me you. You were made from
our love for one another, not from an act of sex. Always remember that. We
wanted a special representation of our love and we got you. What could be
better. How one man can be so blessed to have not one but two such loves in
his life is beyond me. Thank you for being one of those loves, and for
finally opening it up for us. And, I guess you could thank Kelly when you
write to her. I suppose you are writing about all this. This little
conversation is probably too personal for her site, though."
Well, maybe I'll let him read it later.
"As for your Uncle Burt. Well, I was able to share your beautiful mother
with him, why not my beautiful daughter, also."
"Oh, Daddy, Daddy, I love you, I love you." As I rushed into his arms.
After a while we were lying back on the couch entwined in each other’s arms,
just relaxing silently, for a long time, trying to absorb it all. Then Uncle
Burt came in.
"Oh! Is everything alright?"
I started to bolt from Daddy's arms, but why? "Everything is just about as
fine as it can be, Uncle Burt. Remember what I asked you about telling
Daddy? Well , I did, and everything is alright. And if it's all right with
you, too, everything will be just perfect. He even said that if he could
share his beautiful wife with you, why not his beautiful daughter, also.
Isn't he sweet? But I want you to know this. As good a lover as my mother
taught you to be, you will never match up to this man. So, get used to it
now."
"I guess I can handle that. It's the same reaction I used to get from your
mother."
"Since we are being so open about all this now. I'm thinking that with my
time here so short, that maybe we might take advantage of that understanding
and I could get as much of you as I can handle before I have to go. Would
that be okay with you?"
"I think I would love it. Just how much of me do you think you can handle?
Get this straight though. I am also going to have as much of my father as I
can during the same time. I've lost too many years just wanting him and not
having him. Are we all agreed, then?"
"Daddy?"
"Sure."
"Burt?"
"Why not?"
"Janie? YESSSS!!!"
We clasped our hands together like three musketeers. How corny, but
precious.
I stood and quickly started removing all my clothes. "Rather than draw
straws, you had better both get naked fast. Did Mother ever have you both at
the same time? No matter. I intend to. If she hasn't, then she can just
jump back in me and share you both with me now if she wants."
"Just get busy fucking me... let me suck you... anything and everything.
Whatever you want. Whatever you can think of. Do it with me...or to us.
Ready for this, Mother?"
And they were on me like flies on honey. I was enjoying being their honey.
I don't know how I can tell all this and keep it all straight. There were so
many things happening to me at once. There were hands all over me. It seem
there were more than just four. Mine were busy on those two marvelous cocks.
One rather large, the other what I call just right. Plenty big enough and
the most talented that I have ever experienced. Maybe that's mostly in the
mind. But the mind is really the sexiest part we have. Both of them got
harder and harder very fast. Got to have one in mouth, now. Which one
doesn't matter. They will both get there.
I knelt between them and quickly took one into my hungry mouth. I think it
must have been Daddy's. The memories are swirling in my head now. I quickly
moved to take the other one. Yes, this was Burt's. I remember how that the
first one had just felt so good in my mouth and this one almost hurt my jaws,
and it felt good, too. I loved it. I could only stay with one for a little
while before I wanted the other one again.
Soon Daddy was helping me lay back on the thick carpet. As I lay back, I
never release my jaw hold of that enormous cock filling my mouth. Burt just
moved gently with me. What was Daddy doing? Where was he? I don't have
him. Ahhhhhh, there he is. He's kissing and licking my body. He's trailing
kisses over my breasts and my tummy. His tongue dipped into my navel, then
down, down to my waiting pussy. Mother, I hope you are enjoying what you
started...what you taught him to do so well.
Uncle Burt pulled out and let my jaws relax. Isn't he a sweetheart? As much
as I wanted him in me, it was the thing to do for the moment. He leaned down
and kissed me with an open mouth, passionate kiss. He left my lips and moved
over my chin, down my neck and over my chest, onto one titty and then the
other, cupping the breast with his hand and loving the nipple with his
talented tongue in the way that sends a shiver all through me. All this
while my father's skilled tongue and lips were quickly drawing me to the
verge of an orgasm, as he kissed and lick and nibbled all over my pussy. I
love the way he gently nibbles on my clit at just the right moment, with just
the right amount of gentle pressure, releases it and licks some more and
flicks his tongue over it, just touching it. He's moving his tongue inside
my cunt as far as he can. He seems to be trying to stretch it longer and
longer, so that he could fuck me with it.
Just when it seems he can't get enough of it in me, he pulls it out and
quickly moves up over me, with Burt dodging aside so Daddy can place his
wonderful cock at the entrance of my body. Then without hesitation, but with
gentleness, he looks lovingly into my eyes and pushes smoothly into my wanton
pussy. My vaginal muscles start clinching and hold him in me. Don't ever
come out. But I realize he must eventually, because there is even more to
share.
My uncle moved his cock back to my lips, where I kissed and caressed it so
lovingly. Then I pulled it back inside. I had a magnificent cock in each
end of me. I was never so filled with loving manhood. Oh, I had been
screwed by more than one man at a time before, but that was it. They were
screwing me, even my own husband. This was different. These cocks, these
hands, these lips, these tongues were making love to me...all at the same
time, in perfect unison. What is that marvelous feeling? Yes, I'm cumming,
I 'm cumming. Don't let it stop. "Yes, Daddy, Yess, Yess, Yess.!" Right , I
had to let go of Burt's cock for that one, or I might have bit into it.
Can't be damaging that.
Daddy looked up and patted Uncle Burt on the shoulder like a signal. then he
drew himself from inside me and they were switching places. It was almost
like it was pre-arranged. Had they practiced this? Mother? Can't think
about that now. That huge cock was nestled at my door, eagerly waiting to
come in, and he is looking into my eyes. Here it comes. It's pushing its
way in me. I want it in me. Come into me, now! There. There it is. The
pressure is so great, but it's so magnificent...so wonderful. And it's
pressing and moving in just the right places. I'm cumming again, already.
Again and again.
Then I notice that as Burt is fucking me to a beautiful climax, Daddy has
been doing his part to help, as he's caressing my body so lovingly. These
guys have their team work going like they are well practiced. Mother? Yes,
she keeps joining in. Working from the inside, in my mind, like she is
making love to me, too, from her own vantage point. What a team! What have
I started? Will I ever come down from this wonderful high? Not until these
men have filled me with a double load of their man juice...their love juice.
I am suddenly anxious for their cum to fill me...to overflow me. All for me.
All in me. "Fuck me, Uncle Burt. fuck me."
I literally grab for my father's cock, I want it in my mouth, to love it and
draw his juices from him. Got to balance this feeling in my body with a like
feeling in my head. I'm not making love to his cock now. I'm attacking it.
Demanding that it shoot his cum into my mouth, and down into my body. I have
to have it in me.
My uncle is actually slamming himself into my body now. The excitement is
overwhelming. How am I taking all that flesh into me like this? Who cares
how. Just do it. I'm on the verge of another orgasm. I feel it building in
me. It's coming. It's coming. And I'm cumming again. What is that? He's
shooting his cum in me. With my own orgasm, I did not see his coming. It's
so wonderful. What could be more perfect? Mmmmmmm! Mmmmmmm! There's the
answer. And I'm swallowing my daddy's cum, and it's becoming a part of me.
My daddy is a part of me. The love juice he made is inside of me. Uncle
Burt's is oozing out of me, but for awhile, it is in me, too.
Do I have to come down from my high? Only for a little while. The men
decide to order dinner delivered. There is a place here that delivers full
steak dinners. (Sorry. No name. No commercial placement here) We have to
keep their energy level up, don't we. I've already had my appetizer. I
guess if I had sucked both cocks to a climax, I would have had a full meal.
Maybe another time.
I slipped on my robe long enough to answer the door. If this delivery boy
only knew what kind of party he was servicing. Or did he get some idea. He
glanced inside. I looked back and although the men had disappeared, most of
our clothes were still scattered around. And my robe wasn't doing a very
good job of hiding what my men had been enjoying. OK. Let the guy get a
little bit of an eye full. I shrugged my shoulders and the robe opened. His
tip was more than generous, so this was just icing on his cake. Better get
that door closed quick, or there might be a door I can't close.
After we ate and relaxed, and talked for awhile, I was beginning to get that
feeling again. I wasn't sitting close with either of them, but I was sitting
where they could both look me over real good, if they wanted to. Were either
of them ready, yet? What can I start now? They took turns fucking me this
time. Each wanting me, yet each willing to let the other go first. Stop
with the delays. Somebody fuck me.
They took turns filling my body and our juices were flowing everywhere. I
cleaned off both of their cocks with my cock hungry mouth as each in turn
pulled out of me. Later I was able to suck Burt's cock to one more climax.
Daddy just rested and watched with an admiring, maybe even proud look on his
face. And I savored it for a long while as I looked into his eyes, and then
into Burt's eyes and I swallowing it all, little by little...drawing out as
much enjoyment as I could. This was probably the last for the night. So why
not get as much pleasure as I can from it.
After a warm shower, I drifted off to sleep cuddled in my father's gentle
arms, thinking that no one has to go to work tomorrow. What will the day
bring?
If it's worth telling, I'll let you know. Probably just laze around the
house doing nothing. :) With this team? Right!
I woke up and slipped out of the bed quietly, before the men. I made a pot
of coffee and started writing this while it was still fresh, and I had no
distractions. I had to come back to it to finish it. But, here it is. Hope
you enjoy it. I sure did.
Chapter 10 Sex With My Dad and Uncle Burt While Watching TV
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When I picked up Uncle Burt from work Monday, he introduced me around to some
people in their local office. They all seemed nice, and I was invited to
come back anytime. General pleasantries. I was probably going to bring him
back and pick him up again anyway. I'll just pop in and say hi.
On the way home, Burt started telling me about one of the men there. His
name is Jerry. I recognized which one he was talking about. I remember he
seemed to be rather interested in me. Burt told me that he was widowed for
almost two years now. I'd say he's about my age. He's not the 'Hollywood
handsome type,' but tall and quite good looking. Good build. Well dressed.
He should have no trouble getting another wife, if he wants one. From the
few words we shared, he seemed well spoken, also. No. I'm not sizing him up
for myself, but I do know a girl who might be interested. She needs a good
husband. Have to see if I can get her down to his office on some pretext.
After some of the things I have been able to come up with and accomplish
lately, I should be able to pull this off. My turn to do you part, Kelly.
I'll be the instigation and inspiration and the coordinator. I doubt if I
could get them to read your diary, though. Wish me luck. They really would
at least look good together.
I had asked Burt to drive. I was wishing I had Daddy's car. I had to
satisfy myself with just reaching over and stroking his thigh, and then that
bulge growing in his pants. I watched him in profile as he drove. Not bad
at all. I hadn't really paid attention to details before. Well, maybe one
little detail. His hair line has started to recede. Maybe that's another
reason I didn't quickly recognize him right away when he stepped out of my
shower. Was that less than a week ago? And now, here I sit caressing his
cock through his pants, and wanting to get to it. Things have been happening
so fast. I guess he will have to leave after this week. Have to coerce him
into spending the week-end at least. Now, how could I do that? Maybe if I
promised a repeat of our three way. Heck, he could get that tonight if he
wanted. Kelly, you had a suggestion about doing them together in a public
restaurant. Any more thoughts as to how? Only thing I can come up with is
to find one with a large table and a low hanging table cloth. The waiter
wouldn't even have to bring me a dinner order. Well, at least not an
appetizer or desert. I'd have one of each. No, Burt would have to qualify
for main course. Maybe I could get the appetizer and then desert both from
Daddy. Would that give him long enough in between? Where has my mind gone?
I never thought like this before. Can't he drive any faster?
I told Daddy I'd like to sleep in my own bed last night. He said sweetly
that he would be lonesome, but he understood. I learned one more thing about
my uncle. He snores. Not bad, though, so once I was exhausted enough, it
didn't really matter. I slept very good. How did I get so exhausted? If
you don't know, then you haven't slept with enough good healthy men, yet. :)
It's nice that he is younger than my dad, and still has a bit more stamina.
Sometimes I find myself a little frustrated having to wait for Daddy to
recharge his batteries. Goes with loving and older man. But I think they
are worth it, don't you?
We had spent the evening in front of the TV just screwing around. Well I was
sure screwing with them. I don't even know what was on the TV. They could
have been watching a cooking show or a porn movie for all I cared. After
cleaning up the kitchen, I decided to just leave my clothes on a kitchen
chair. They weren't going to need a porn movie. They were going to get the
real thing. They both looked me over good when I came in. A nice little
shiver ran through me. They looked at each other and exchanged a few wise
remarks. The one that sticks in my mind was Daddy, "Just like her mother."
What had I missed in that beautiful past?
For that remark, I decided to take him first. He was laid back in his
recliner. I went over and sat on the floor beside him. I looked over my
shoulder at my uncle and told him, "You just watch your Television and I'll
get to you soon enough." My hand was already in my dad's pants. After a few
gentle strokes he was just about ready. I raised up on my knees and leaned
over to take that wonderful cock in to my mouth. I sucked on him for a
little while, turning just enough to look toward his face. He's ready. I
let go a bit reluctantly, and crawled over on the floor and stopped there in
front of him on my hands and knees with my ass toward him.. I looked back
over my shoulder at him, with my best 'What are you waiting for?' look. He
didn't need any more encouragement.
As Daddy got undressed, Uncle Burt tossed me a pillow from the couch. The
sweetheart. I cuddle into it with my head and arms. That put my pussy at a
good angle for ease of entry. Daddy got down with me and began kissing and
fondling my ass cheeks. Then he spread them with his big hands and kissed in
between. His tongue went down under my pussy and he licked for just a little
bit before he said, "My juicy Janie." I can live with a nickname like that if
he will just hurry and take advantage of all that juiciness. After all,
isn't that why it got that way?
He delayed entry just a little longer as he liked my pussy lips and moved
slowly up through the crack and right onto my ass hole. What a lovely tingle
that sent through me. I tried to crane my neck to look around at him.
"Daddy?" "It's okay, Sweetheart. Didn't feel good?" "Yesss." With that he
raised up and scooted up between my feet and positioned that precious cock
and my entrance. He rubbed the head over my pussy enough to get it nice and
slick, and pushed it into me slowly, withdrew and then in again, still slowly
but all the way. "Yes, Daddy, Yes. Fuck me." The only thing I don't like
about this position is that I miss him looking deeply and lovingly into my
eyes as he enters my body. My reaction got him going and he fucked away at
my body almost with a fury. He hadn't fucked me quite like this before and
it was exciting me. He reached under me with one hand and began to fondle my
hanging breasts. He seems to like feeling them when they hang down like
that.
It is a little different from when you are on your back and they are somewhat
flattened out. Or standing. You know I think he likes them any way he can
get them. I had reached under and felt of his cock going in and out of my
pussy. I got the juices on my finger and began rubbing on my clit. Here it
comes. I feel it sort of rolling through me like little waves on the ocean.
Then they get bigger and bigger until the waves are washing though me.
"Ohhhhh. Oh, yes, Daddy. Yess"
I have to change position. He slips out of me as I flip over on my back and
shove the pillow under my ass to help raise myself up to him. His cock still
wet, he rubs it up and down in my open crack, even over my puckered ass.
There's that tingle again. And then he was quickly back in me. That didn't
take long before I saw it coming as he looked deep into my eyes again and
then I felt the warmth of his cum filling my hungry body. With his softening
cock still in me, he literally collapsed on top of me. Soon he raised just
enough to ease the weight on my body. And lifting his head he looked into my
eyes and smiled. I love that smile I put there. And I smiled back. Have
you ever noticed how the eyes can smile so much more than the mouth can.
Yet, we always associate a smile with just the position of the lips.
I won't bore you with a lot of detail, but it was soon my uncle's turn. He
has to take 'sloppy seconds." Well, I did run to the powder room and clean up
a little and freshened things for him somewhat.
Half time is over so back into the game. Uncle Burt you're in play. I
remembered a small battle of scented body oil in the cabinet and I brought
that back with me just in case cleaning up might have dried my juicy pussy
too much for what lay in store for it. Burt was lying on the couch with one
leg stretch out on the couch and another draped over the side and the third
sticking almost straight up. I went over and straddled him, with one foot on
the floor and the other knee on the couch. This is too awkward. It'll never
work efficiently.
I had him get up and I threw the couch cushions on the floor. "Lay down
there." Rather bossy, aren't I. He obeyed and lying there looking up at me,
that flag pole stood straight up, waving just a little at me. I think it was
motioning for me to come on. Straddling him again, I leaned down and rubbed
the oil over his cock, caressing it lovingly with my hands. Looking into his
eyes like my mother used to, I lowered my body onto him and took that huge
thing slowly into my body. My pussy stretched and the oil helped ease him
in.
I told you I wouldn't go into too much detail this time. So, yes I fucked
myself good with his marvelous cock and felt a storm burst inside me. I was
over the top... in more ways than one. He was still going strong and I was
feeling second orgasm building in me, then his cum burst into me and flooded
me. As I kept thrusting my body on his cock the juices were pushed out and
ran down over him and onto the cushion. I may have to get a carpet cleaner.
I pulled off and lay on the floor beside him. He looked at me and I guess he
could tell that I had not quite made that last climax. He spread my legs and
knelt between them and I raised my hips as he lifted them with his hands. He
began to eat my pussy as his own juices were still oozing out. I didn't ask
if he liked it as well as I do. He was literally slurping it until it was
cleaned up enough that he could just concentrate on pushing his tongue into
my pussy and licking all around it, then gently nibbling on me just right.
Then as his marvelous tongue flicked back and forth over my clit, I shuddered
through my orgasm. Isn't he a sweetheart?
Sorry. I did get carried away with details. As I wrote, I kept remembering
how wonderful it was, and the details just kept cumming out. :)
I left them to relax, and went up to shower. As I said earlier, I slept in
my own bed...with my own uncle. But not before tucking Daddy in with a
delicious blow job. I swallowed every scrumptious drop, and kissed him with
a "Good night, Daddy. I love you."
I went to sleep cuddled in my uncle's arms with him spooning me. I lifted my
leg just enough to place his relaxed cock between my legs and held him there
as I drifted off to sleep. Sometime during the night, I woke to a movement
between my legs. Now what could that be? Who would have thought this would
happen? I reached down with my hand and felt the head of that special thing
that had to be part of my uncle. I had to let go of him with my legs as I
shifted around to face him and gave him a big kiss. Kisses will have to do,
I thought. And with that I trailed my kisses down his body to take this
thing that has invaded my sleep into my mouth. I'll keep it short and just
say it was good and I was able to swallow it all and clean him up with my
tongue and lips, so no one had to get out of bed. I was soon snuggled in his
arms again and I was asleep with a lovely warm full tummy before he started
snoring again. And I don't think I stirred again until early morning.
Good morning. Have to get my men off to work and stop by the shop to take
care of a few things. But basically I'm taking the week off. They can get
me on my cell phone if they need me. I guess you could say that I have my
'work cut out for me' these days.
I like getting up before the men and coming down to write about them.
I think they are up now. See you later.
Chapter 11 Giving My Dad a BJ at a Restaurant
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I'm still working on the account of our week end in St. Augustine. I may
have to break it up into installments. But I just had to stop and tell you
quickly about last night. I took your suggestion about the restaurant and
maybe added touch that you didn't expect. Let's see.
I talked Daddy into making a reservation for our round table booth. Remember
that one? And would you believe it, we got the same waitress. When she came
for our drink order, she apparently recognized us and she gave me a big
knowing smile and I just grinned back as our eyes met. When she left, I
instructed the men to open their flies and take their dicks out. They were
safely behind the table on either side of me. Well, safe from other people,
anyway.
They looked at one another, and Daddy gave Burt a little nod, and said,
"Trust me. Do it." And they obeyed. The waitress brought our drinks and
took our order. I think she was smiling a little more than for the average
customer. The way I felt, it must have put a twinkle in my eyes, and I
guess, being a woman, she could tell, where a man probably wouldn't notice.
When she left again, I reached out and took both cocks in my hands in unison.
They were stiffening more and more. I began to caress and stroke them
together. We talked about things in general and anyone in the room would
never think anything was out of the ordinary. Sometimes I would steer the
conversation to mother.
It may have been in my mind but I think they both got harder when we talked
about her. Maybe it was my hands getting more excited. When Judy (our
waitress) brought our food, I relinquished my hold on those precious jewels.
As I would be eating with one hand the other would slip over and fondle the
cock on that particular side of me. Switching back and forth, I believe I
gave them about equal attention.
Daddy finished and relaxed against the seat back. I began to give him a
little extra attention, and sure enough, he was soon on the verge of shooting
the load that had been building up. Judy came back to ask if we would like
desert. Just in time. Standing there, she helped block the view of other
diners. Daddy was about to blow and taking advantage Judy's position, I
quickly dropped my head into his lap and got him in my mouth just in time. I
held it for a moment, then when he had finished, I lifted my head and
swallowed. I caught the rolling of Judy's eyes and a little shake of her
head, and I gave her a big smile and whispered, "Thank you." She took each of
their desert orders and looked at me, "And you, miss?" "Thank you, but I
brought my own." I think she was about to burst as she struggled to say,
"I'll be right back."
I quickly turn my attention to my uncle. I could tell he was getting close
now. What had just transpired probably hastened his arrival. Soon I saw
Judy headed back our way, and I raised Burt's big cock straight up. It
couldn't be seen from across the room, but there was no doubt that Judy got a
good look.. Her gaze was noticeable as my hand work up and down. "Could you
wait just a moment, Judy?" She stood there staring as I lowered my head once
again and she could see that big cock go into my hungry mouth. I began
swallowing and swallowing as burst after burst of his precious juice went
into my mouth and down my throat. I raised my head as I put a finger to my
lips and ushered some of the spillover from the side of my mouth onto my
tongue, then licked my finger and my lips and swallowed one more time. With
a big smile to Judy, "Thank you again." "Any time I can be of service." I
almost lost it with that one.
Have you noticed that I enjoy saving seat cushions from spills?
I suggested that Daddy tip her very well. Knowing my dad, it was undoubtedly
the largest single tip she's had since she has been here.
As we were leaving, Judy motioned to me and mouthed a silent "Please?" I went
over to her and reached for her hand. She whispered, "I'm sorry, but I
couldn't help but notice. That's the most daring and craziest thing I have
seen. And that thing looked big enough to share. Any chance?" I said, "If
he had time I would love to, but he has to return to California. But listen.
Could I borrow your pen? Here's my number. Call me when you get a chance.
I'd love to talk with you. Maybe over lunch... at your favorite restaurant.
We both laughed. "I'd like that, too," she said. I gave her hand a squeeze
and turned to rejoined the men. I said, "Thanks again." "My pleasure. Any
time. Just be sure and ask for me."
Who knows? Maybe I have a new friend. I think we both had fun together
tonight. And yes, she is very attractive. In her mid twenties, long blond
hair. The lighting wasn't the best, but I would say natural. Nice figure
and great legs, that she showed to advantage beneath a short skirted uniform.
Her male customers must be hitting on her a lot, and hopefully tipping well.
Uncle Burt, with the big cock that got her attention, would probably enjoy
her, but he will be gone.. I wonder if Daddy would like to get acquainted.
What am I thinking??? I wouldn't have any trouble sharing my uncle, but not
my father. Besides, I'm sure she has her own man. If not, there is a very
stupid man out there somewhere.
Anyway, I thought you might like to hear what came of your latest suggestion
and inspiration. Keep them coming and I will try to keep them cumming. Your
ideas are great. I like the way you think. Also, you are so right. It is
so much more exciting when you realized that someone else sees you and knows
what you are 'secretly' doing in a public place.
Oh. On the way home Burt told my dad, "I think she topped Jen with that
one.." My smile must have been as big as his cock. Well, almost.
Chapter 12 Fun in St. Augustine
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I realize that I haven't told you anything about Sat & Sun. Just a lot of
screwing around. And I love the way they screw into me. Actually it was not
all just fucking and sucking. Daddy borrowed a condo at St. Augustine Beach
for Sat. night. So went drove down and spent Sat. and Sun enjoying the
area...and other more personal attractions. I suppose you would rather hear
about those personal attractions than get a boring travelogue of what really
is an interesting place. It is a shame that the moon was not full. Daddy
brought me here once before when the moon was full. Have you ever watched
the moon come up over the ocean. The reflection ripples on the waves, and
its light shines on the sand. You hear the gentle sound of the waves as they
wash on shore, and smell the surf. With so many of the senses involved
together, is it any wonder that all of your emotions want to get in on it. I
find it one of the most romantic settings that I know. That was before we
began our incestuous love life together.
We have missed so much. I told Daddy that I want him to bring me again when
the moon is full. Just the two of us. Maybe there will be something to
share with you. Have I told you that I love this man? Kelly, I know how you
feel about love and incest. I have read your writing on the subject. And I
know that someday I will meet a man that will be my own, in that unique way
that you describe. Something that can only be experienced with that special
one, as husband and wife. But for now, this man who has loved me in a
special way all my life, and whom I have loved as a loving daughter, and
longed for in a more intimate way for so long, this man is my special
interest.
As we share our love in the most intimate of ways, he is my love. As for my
uncle, yes, I love him, but its different from what my father and I share.
It's sharing myself with someone special in my life, together with thoughts
of how my mother loved him in her way, too. Okay, enough of that drivel. I
know what you really want to hear about. "Daddy fuck you good, Janie?" You
bet he did, and my uncle ,too. Where to begin? I guess you might like to
know that after we had driven a little way, my dad decided to stop for a cup
of coffee. We all got something to drink, and going back to the car, I asked
my uncle if he wouldn't be more comfortable in the back with me. His comfort
was not the uppermost thing on my mind, and I'm sure he was aware of that.
As we got in, Daddy looked around at us and said, "Now, you two behave back
there. I don't want to have to stop this car again.."
What a sweetheart. Here he knew that his brother in law was probable about
to screw his daughter in the back seat and he makes jokes. We had hardly
gotten back out into traffic before I was almost tearing into Burt's pants.
He began opening my blouse to see that I had not worn a bra. I think that
helped turn him on...if he needed any more help. I noticed him looking at my
blouse earlier, probably trying to decide if I had one on or not. Now he
knows. I brought one in my bag in case I needed it later.
Anyway we were soon getting down to business. I was fondling his cock and he
was fondling my breasts. Then he brought one hand up under my skirt. Nope.
Nothing there either..clothes wise that is. The panties were also in my bag,
just in case. His fingers played around my pussy then probed inside. "You
really are a Juicy Janie." "I heard that. Just remember she is my Juicy
Janie. But you can fuck her as much as you can get. I think that's what she
wants. Who am I to deny my favorite daughter what she wants. I could never
deny her mother what ever she wanted, either. I'll get mine at the condo.
It should be a lot more comfortable."
Thanks, Dad. My dad moved the front passenger seat forward as far as it
would go. "I love you, Daddy." I saw him look in the mirror and grin. Uncle
Burt had his fingers real juicy now and he pulled them out and put them to
his mouth. "Mmmmmmm, just a delicious taste of what's in store for me." Then
he put them back in for a few more strokes and pulled them out again. This
time he offered them to me. "Mmmmmmm, you're right." With that I shifted to
where I could get his prize possession in my mouth. A little sucking and I
raised my skirt around my waist and with one knee on either side of him, I
paused for a moment. He put his fingers into my pussy again and brought out
juices that he rubber over the head of that magnificent cock. "Thank you,
kind sir." And I lower my body onto him.
I wondered if people in other cars could see in. With these tinted windows,
I doubt it, but for a fleeting moment, I wished they could. Slowly I let my
hungry cunt devour all of him that it could get in. Our cramped quarters
didn't allow for me to get it all, but I was getting enough that with just a
few strokes, I was already feeling that beautiful buzz. It didn't take many
of those strokes before I as cumming, oh so good. As my orgasm began to ebb,
I decided one was enough for now. I dismounted that stallion, and positioned
myself to take that monster into my mouth. It tasted of my pussy and I just
couldn't get enough. I kissed and licked and sucked like a voracious wolf
devouring his favorite prey. There it was, in huge warm globs, squirting to
the back of my mouth, again and again.
I began swallowing as quickly as I could. I didn't want to miss one single
drop. And I didn't. Daddy's leather seats were saved again. I wandered if
I could crawl over the back of the seat and get up there with Daddy? Hmmm.
I folded the two armrests down, turned and kissed Burt and said, "You relax
and start getting your strength back." It was a little struggle but I got
into the front seat, put the armrests back up and leaned over to use the seat
controls once more. I soon had my father in my loving mouth. He said,
"Didn't you hear me say that I would get mine at the condo?" "Well, I also
heard you say that you could not deny you favorite daughter anything she
wanted. Now hush and enjoy the scenery. Drive." To keep it brief, that was
three for three. The leather seats were saved once again. And I had a warm
full tummy, and a warm full heart, and a big smile on my face.
I laid my seat back and relaxed. Very satisfied with myself. I dozed off
and awoke as we were getting into St. Augustine. I had daddy stop at a
small shop, where I bought the skimpiest bikini that I have ever owned.
Maybe that will keep their interests where they should be. Just in case
there are other girls on the beach vying for their eyes. It has just enough
fabric to show that it is a lovely shade of blue. Okay, a slight
exaggeration but you get the point. And they were going to get my points as
they show well through the thin material. They will probably be hard all
week end.
After we checked out the condo and freshened up, we went sightseeing, like a
bunch of tourists. We toured the old town area, with it's almost endless
tourists trap shops. We enjoyed looking through some of them and joking
about some of the stuff they were pushing on the unsuspecting and gullible.
We had lunch, and then toured the fort. Wasn't it amazing that so long ago
someone built a fort from a local material that actually absorbed the enemy
cannon shot, rather that shatter. We bypassed the lighthouse, and went back
to the condo and changed into beach attire, and strolled down to the sand..
We hadn't done anything overtly sexual except for the teasing that I did for
them. With that new bikini on and out in public where they couldn't do
anything about it, my teasing became merciless. I wore a short thin beach
jacket over the bikini, until we found a nice spot and laid out our towels
and things.
It was just late enough that the crowds were down and the heat of the mid day
sun was passed. I kicked sand mischievously at them and ran into the surf.
They ambled on down like a couple of old men. And I had hardly begun to work
on them, yet. I noticed a couple of men nearby who stopped and stared my
way. My audience grew slightly, and I could imagine some other things
growing. Kelly, there was one older teen in the water near me. I could
swear that was the head of his tool just poking out below the leg of his
trunks. Now, he knows how to excite a girl in return. The two girls with
him were not enjoying things and one of them spoke sharply at him, "Put that
thing away." I guess I was right about what it was.
My men were soon in the water with me and I lost interest in my other
audience. These two now had my undivided attention. I splashed around them
and grabbed feels of their crotches under the water. I was as giddy as those
teen girls with the boy should be. If the two of them would team up on their
guy like I was doing my fellas, they would have a lot more fun. They could
have him shooting in the surf. I couldn't believe they were letting me have
all the fun, even with their guy. We soon had enough play in the salty water
and headed for the towels. I stretched out on my towel lying on my stomach
and unfastened the thin bra strap, letting the straps fall away with my boobs
pressed into the towel and the sand beneath it. I was playing it to the
hilt.
I could hear others as they strolled along the beach past us. I heard one
'loud whisper,' "George!" I just grinned inside. I only hoped my men were
enjoying my show. Uncle Burt started to get hungry for something besides me,
so I sat up and leisurely picked up my bikini top and slowly put it on. We
gathered our things, and rinsed off at the public shower.. I still felt a
bit of mischief and as I basked in the show spray, I ran my hands under the
little bits of material in my bikini. Supposedly trying to get all the sand
off, but actually rubbing my tits and fingering my pussy, right here in broad
daylight. What a wanton tease I had become.
I can't remember having so much fun as I have been having these recent days.
Everything had gotten really good with Daddy, but the fun stuff began when
Uncle Burt arrived. One factor I'm sure is the new understanding I have of
my mother. That and the security I feel with these two men who love me. One
who loves me so unconditionally as you describe, Kelly. That knowledge and
security have given me a new freedom that I never had before. Freedom to be
like I now knew my mother to be, rather than like I always believed she
wanted me to be. I know you love and appreciate your mother, Kelly. That is
so good.
We got dressed very casually and found a nice seafood restaurant. Typical
southern coastal atmosphere. The food and service were good. I almost said
'nothing to write home about,' but here I am writing to the world about it.
I behaved and the ride back to the condo was uneventful.
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The owners were having the spare room renovated, so that only left one bed.
At least it was a king-size. Guess I will be right in the middle of things.
Two wonderful 'thingies.' I put our swimwear and towels into the washer to
get the salt water out. When I returned to the bedroom, the men were already
in bed, on either side. I crawled right up in between them and they moved in
on me. We snuggled and shifted around until little by little we settled into
a nice position. Uncle Burt was spooning me while Daddy was in front of me,
kissing me and fondling everything he could get his precious hands on. They
were all over me like an excited school boy. I guess I did have the desired
effect that I had been working on all afternoon.
I raised my upper leg and my uncle positioned his big cock at my pussy. Yes,
it was juicy and he was able to push that thing up into me. He fucked me
that way for awhile as my father continued to feel my tits and ass cheeks..
He got one hand to my pussy and began caress my clit. He moved down enough
to take one tit in his mouth and suck, with special attention to the nipple.
Cock fucking my pussy, mouth sucking my breast, hand caressing my ass, finger
playing with my clit. You got it. One great orgasm. Over and over it
shivered through me.
As it subsided, I wiggled and they both moved back just a little, Burt coming
out of me. I lay on my back and Daddy quickly moved between my legs. He got
his arms under my knees and raised my legs. I knew what he wanted and lifted
my hips and curled my lower body up to meet his hungry mouth... hungry for
his own daughter. His mouth was between my legs, tongue running all over and
in an out of my pussy. Still my excited school boy.
His tongue was going wild as it licked all over and around my cunt. It even
ranged so far as to flick over my ass and I felt that tingle again. I think
he noticed a little shiver in me and he took what he thought was a cue and
licked my ass some more. It did feel strangely good and exciting. His hands
were also busy this whole time and a finger found its way into my slick
pussy. He fingered me awhile and then pull it out and suddenly it was at my
puckered ass hole. Was he going to...yes, he slipped that pussy juice slick
finger into my ass. and that was strangely good, too. It didn't hurt at
all, I thought.
He pushed his finger all the way in before pulling out and moving away. He
lay back up beside me. Uncle Burt was being neglected, I thought. So I
rolled to my side facing him and kissed him with a big sloppy wet kiss. My
tongue couldn't get enough of his lips and mouth and tongue. Daddy slipped
his hand between my legs and I raised my upper leg to give him better access.
He played with my pussy as he whispered beside my ear, "My Juicy Janie."
He moved his hand as Uncle Burt placed his huge cock at my pussy door again,
and it slipped through the juicy opening rather easily. He was in me. My
dad snuggled up behind me with one hand around me fondling my breast. His
hand slipped around over my body and down my hip and over my ass check. I
love his hands on me. Uncle Burt was hold my leg up leaving me wide open
below. My dad's hand slipped between my cheeks and began to caress my ass.
Then his hand moved away. Where did it go? Oh, there it is again. No.
That's not his hand. It's his cock moving over me and up to where my uncle
was moving in and of me. It is moving all around my pussy, getting my juices
on it as uncle Burt is pumping out of me bringing the juices with him. How
sexy. One cock rubbing around the other as it pumps me, getting itself all
slick with my juices. I'm glad I'm his Juicy Janie.
Then Daddy gently placed the head of his hard cock at my ass and slowly
pressed until the head popped through. My dad was fucking my ass. He was
fucking my ass as my uncle fucked my pussy. As he pushed himself as far as
he could into me I had to wander if they could feel each other’s cocks
through the thin layers of my flesh that separated them. What a wildly
wickedly wonderful thought. My lovers are bonding through me. Oh! Mother,
you did this, didn't you. You trained these two marvelous men to work so
well together. So well that they broke down another barrier for me. My
father was fucking my ass and I was loving it. What did they call it in the
porn movies? I was doing a DP. I was being double penetrated and loving
every wonderful feeling that was going through me.
And suddenly I am climaxing. I'm cumming and cumming and cumming. Don't let
it end. Keep cumming. Then my uncles cum started flooding me. I hadn't
seen it coming, but there it was, warming my insides as it filled me. Just
then I felt something else. It must be Daddy cumming in me. He's jerking
and he's cumming in my ass. I'm full of cum everywhere but my mouth. They
slip from me, one and then the other. I feel their precious cum oozing out
of my two holes. Mixed with mine, they flow over my leg and my hip and onto
the sheets. Mess? What mess? I was going to wash the bedding in the
morning anyway.
For now I may just lay here and wallow in it. I love those juices. And I
like how they got there. "I have to ask something? Two things. Could you
feel each other's dicks through me?" "Of course." Daddy said. "And did my
mother help you learn to do that so well?" "Right again." Uncle Burt said.
"How could you tell?" "Oh, it's just something she and I have between us.
Something special we share. Along with the two special men that we share."
"Are there any other surprises that the three of you have in store for me?"
I told my dad that he of course had no idea, but ass fucking has been taboo
with me ever since my ex did it to me. And there is the rub. He did it to
me. I explained how Daddy had made love to me with what he did. It was all
terribly exciting. I told him that I wouldn't want it often, but any time
that he felt he wanted me that way, I would be there for his pleasure. I
knew that anything he would do with me, he would do in a way to give me
pleasure, too. He would do it with love, even if a little lust got involved
along the way. Double fucked. Too bad they couldn't find someone for my
mouth. Where is my mother's other lover when I need him? :)
Now, let me get this straight. I will always associate my first good ass
fuck with a Saint. While my men sleep, I wanted to put some finishing
touches on this and send it. I'll try to get Sunday morning in St.
Augustine and the drive home ready for you. Hope you enjoy. I sure did.
Kelly: "Daddy fuck you good?" You bet he did... and in the ass,
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Sunday morning I had breakfast in bed. Hey, you're jumping ahead of me.
So maybe I don't need to tell you. But I will.
Once again I started with Daddy. I love doing him, but he also provides a
good warm up before tackling my uncle. I woke up snuggled against Daddy's
back with my arm over him. As I began to realize where I was and the
situation at hand, I let my hand drift down to check out Daddy's limp dick.
It was about as flaccid as I have felt it. Even like that it felt so good to
hold him in my loving hand. I just held him gently at first, trying not to
disturb his sleep. Have I told you that I love that man? Although my hand
was still, I soon felt the first stirrings of growth. It was slow, but I was
in no hurry.
We were like that for a little while before I began to gently fondle and
slowly stroke him. Soon he made stirrings and began to wake up. "Good
morning, my sweet horny daughter." "Oh, Daddy. You know I will never get
enough of you. We wasted too many years." With that I moved back enough for
him to roll onto his back. I leaned over and kissed him long and deep.
Forget about things like morning mouth at a time like this. I trailed my
kisses down over his chest and firm tummy and stopped and stared at his
growing cock in my hand. I squirmed around so that I could look back up at
his eyes as I brought my mouth over a now erect cock. I felt it grow even
more as I cradled it lovingly in my warm mouth. I took it out and admired
it, then began licking all around and up and down it. I took as much as I
could into my mouth and then began bobbing my head up and down.
Soon his blood was stirring enough that he began to hump upward. As he
fucked my mouth with that wonderful cock I looked into his eyes. We
alternated who was doing most of the motion, and sooner than I had hoped for,
as we looked in to each other’s eyes, I saw his eyes close, his head go back,
and he flooded my hungry mouth with my first breakfast of the morning.. What
a wonderful way to start the day. This may be Florida, but orange juice
can't beat this. I don't know which one has more vitamins and minerals, but
this is my first choice.
I guess our activity woke Burt, "Good morning. You two at it again already?"
I yanked the sheet off of him and commanded, "Shut up and lie still." Then I
was quiet. A girl can't talk with her mouth that full. With my hands
caressing and pumping and my mouth and tongue busy on his head, I soon had
what I wanted. Once again my mouth was rewarded and I began swallowing as
fast as I could, but...Oh, well, I need to change the sheets again anyway.
I left them to make coffee while I put the sheets in the washer. I came into
the kitchen, where they were already drinking their coffee. Still naked as I
could be, I said, "Do you have some for me?" Daddy flashed back , "You
already got it all, Sweetheart." "I meant the coffee, you nut."
We got dressed and went for a big breakfast. I didn't want to mess up the
kitchen just to have to clean it up. This time I started with orange juice.
When we got back to the condo, we changed and headed for the beach. I just
had to display my new bikini for them one more time. Well maybe more that
just the bikini. We didn't stay long. Very uneventful. I did tease at my
father a little. "You know I haven't had my orgasm, yet. Do you want to
fuck me here, Daddy?" He just groaned. There was one man walking by who
stumbled in the sand as he stared. I think he may have heard me. Mostly
just quiet and relaxing. We returned to the condo and I finished with the
bedding and towels. We checked the place out good and left for home.
This time I coaxed my uncle into driving, and without any prompting, Daddy
crawled in back with me.. Did I tell you how intelligent my father is. He
said that he remembered that I had not gotten off this morning. "Sorry I
couldn't fuck you on the beach. Will here be alright?"
We weren't out of St. Augustine when Daddy started getting me out of my
shorts and top. He began to eat my pussy and fondle my tits and was driving
me wild. He brought me to orgasm and then he moved himself over me. It was
a little awkward for him but soon he had that precious cock buried in my
pussy. It wasn't the best that he has fucked me, simply due to the position,
but it was so good just having him in me. For just a fleeting moment I
wandered if people in other vehicles could see us. Forget them, Daddy is
about to cum. I put a finger to my mouth and said, "Remember, Daddy, here."
Would you believe, the picture of you with your finger to your lips, briefly
popped into my mind? When he finished and sat back, I raised up and leaned
on the front seat next to Uncle Burt and looked at him in the mirror. I made
a show of swallowing and let out an appreciative, Mmmmmmm! And licked my
lips noisily. Yes, it got a laugh form both of them. I stayed in the back
this time, snuggled up to my father, for a lovely ride home. With so much
going on, I forgot to get back to this and finish it. But here it is, for
whatever it is worth. Sorry it's so late.
Chapter 13 Sexy Weekend With My Dad and Friends
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Just wanted to fill you in on my week end with my father. I came over Friday
evening prepared to pull up the deep throat video and get in some practice,
but decided to let that wait. Maybe Sat., I thought. Right then I was just
horny for the man and he seemed no less anxious to get into me. I picked up
take-out for dinner on my way over. Chinese, if you were interested. That
saved time for us to just enjoy each other. It had been just too long since
we were together. Almost a whole week. Not that I had not gone much, much
longer without a man before, but it was different since Daddy and I had
broken the ice, so to speak, and began fucking on a regular basis. And then
there was a little over a week with my uncle adding to my sexual activity.
So I was quite ready to get this special man into me, any way and every way
that I could.
Daddy was about as anxious as I was and he really wanted to fuck me, so we
went at it, helping tear each other’s clothes off rather wildly there in
front of the TV. Why was it even on in the first place. No one there was
interested in anything they could possibly have been running. We fucked
right there. Later we move up to bed and I sucked him back to a very good
erection. Then he ate my pussy for awhile and brought my second orgasm of
the evening. I just love the way my mother taught him to do that. Aren't I
lucky. I got him already trained.
Then I sucked him just a little more and he switched to fucking me again. He
soon had me cumming again and when I saw he was almost ready to shoot, I told
him that I wanted to eat him up, to please give it to me in my mouth. He did
and I just savored it for awhile before looking into his eyes again and
swallowing, then giving him a great big grin. That's two for him and three
for me. He kissed me sweetly and we cuddled up together for my best nights
sleep in days.
Jerry called me Friday and apologized for leaving the way he did when Burt
called. But he thought it best for the time. He was concerned about me and
where we could have been heading. Why do we love these idiots called men?
They are either all over you because of the sex, or they are afraid to touch
you because of the sex. Figure that one out for me. I guess they are the
perfect complement to us brilliant women, though. Like Somebody had a real
plan.
We had dinner last evening. We talked, and Jerry told me that he feels that
he may be falling in love with me. He said that his feelings for me are so
much like what he felt for his late wife. Whether that is the best way to
put it or not, I don't know. But he did get the point across. He actually
asked me if we could just take it slow for a little longer. He doesn't want
to rush me. So, RUSH, RUSH, RUSH!! No really. I think he is right, this
could be getting very serious for both of us. Pray for us, Kelly. Not for
any particular action, but that we know the right thing to do.
Also Judy call yesterday morning. I was still in bed snuggled up to Daddy.
That girl is still interrupting. Alright we did get in a quickie after she
hung up. Just couldn't keep my hands off of him, nor my mouth off of him,
nor him out of me. You get the picture.
I may have to get a social secretary. A week end juggling Daddy, Jerry and
Judy.
Anyway, she picked me up and we went shopping at the mall. We didn't dress
overtly sexy, but we did flaunt what we have and managed to raise a few
masts. We will have to try going all out soon, like you and Kristi. This
was spur of the moment.
The real kicker was when she took me back to Daddy's house. I invited her in
and she and Daddy renewed their acquaintance. She had a big grin on her face
when they spoke. She told him, "I'm sorry about interrupting you again this
morning." I shrugged my shoulders and told him that Judy and I were sharing a
lot of things. Before Daddy could think of a way to reply, she stepped over
close to him and reached for his crotch and said, "Could I make it up to
you?" She turned to me and said, "Do you think you could share him with me?"
Kelly, my new friend was seducing my father, and right in front of me. Well
at least she wasn't trying to sneak around behind my back. She had said he
was a hunk.
It took me just a minute, and I looked at him, "What do you think, Daddy?"
The man was still standing there speechless, dumbstruck, in awe. When he did
get his voice back, he reached and gently took her by the arm, and looking
into her eyes, he said "She really is irresistibly gorgeous, Sweetheart." I
thought to myself, there he goes with the eyes, not looking her up and down,
ravaging her body with them. He's a goner. To me he said, "But what about
you, Sweetheart?" I said, "Hey, I'm coming with your. His bedroom is way,
Judy." And I took her by her other arm and headed toward the stairs.
How can I make a long story short? I can't. We were no sooner in the
bedroom than she was attacking his pants, getting them off of him as quickly
as she could. He began helping her remove her clothes and I was left to get
out of my own, thank you very much. I watched as they stood there for a
moment as he held her eyes with his. Listen, I had decided I can let him
fuck another woman, but those eyes are mine and mothers. But it's him. It's
the way mother taught him to be with a woman he cares for. Alright but only
this one other woman.
They were soon in each other’s arms and kissing passionately.. I went and
flopped down naked on one side of his king size bed although neither of them
noticed. He soon brought her over an laid her back one the bed. Trailing
kisses over her body pausing at her beautiful breasts, (better than mine, by
the way). He licked and sucked on each nipple in turn while fondling the
fleshy globes with his hands. Oh, those hands. I wanted them on me, but I
wouldn't interrupt these two for anything. I just rubbed my own tits and
pinched my nipples.
He moved slowly down to her smoothly shaven mound. He kissed her inner
thighs, and all around her those delicious looking lips. It looked like he
was taking a gentle nibble here and there. Then his tongue was between those
cunt lips and licking slowly and agonizingly over her clit. I could almost
feel it on my own. I had to get my hand down there. Someone had to play
with mine. I could tell he was driving that talented tongue into her pussy.
Then he raised himself up and moved up to her where he could rub his very
hard cock back and forth through those now juicy cunt lips, then pausing at
the entrance to pure delight, he looked deep into her eyes and she into his,
and he entered her. My dad's precious cock was buried in someone else's
juicy pussy with those eyes looking deep into hers.. And I was lying there
beside them watching up close. And I could only approve. I do have a very
close friend in Judy. And I have a father inside of her. After his expert
oral manipulation it didn't take long with his cock working in and out of her
before she was showing signs that she may be cumming soon, and there it was.
She was more vocal with her orgasm than I am, and it sounded wonderful. I
know I had a big smile on my face, and I wasn't the one getting fucked.
Soon Daddy was cumming too and neither of them made any effort for him to go
anywhere but deep inside of her, as if they had already agreed that that is
where it should be. He relaxed and lay on top of her for a moment, then
lifted his head and looked into her eyes and they both smiled beautifully at
one another. I got my own climax with my own manipulation and the excitement
of watching these two. As soon as Daddy pulled out and rolled over to one
side, I couldn't help myself. I quickly moved between Judy's still
outstretched gorgeous legs and buried my mouth into her pussy.
I began licking and sucking and getting all of their mingled juices that I
could into my ravenous mouth. They were so delicious together. I had not
taken time to see if she might be amenable to another woman eating her out.
But she certainly did not resist in any way. I just kept up my feast on her
puffy pussy until she began to softly moan again, and there was another
orgasm. She scored one for Daddy, and one for me. I moved up to her side
opposite Daddy and we nearly smothered her. Welcome, little sister that I
never had.
I used to think it would have been great to have a brother to fuck me. I now
thought it would have been wonderful to have had a sister. We could have
shared so much, including this fantastic lover. And if Mother had lived long
enough we could have worn this man out together.
I left the two of them together while I went out to dinner with Jerry.
Oh, yes, Kelly. I got mine later as they double teamed me. Judy didn't go
home last night.
Thought you might like to know how the more joyful part of my week end was
going. Other than what we have already talked about.
Poor Jerry. I guess he was the only one left without getting any.
Oh, the practice is still on hold for now. But I promise to get at it soon.
Have to get my social secretary to schedule it.
Chapter 14 My Grandfather Visits
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My Granddaddy came down to visit like he promised. My older cousins Harry
and Harriet (Not twins. Uncle George and his wife just have no imagination
in names) drove him down even though Granddaddy is quite capable to drive
himself. He is in remarkable health. No heart trouble and no special
medications. In good shape generally. But Uncle George insisted on him
living with them after Grandmother passed away. My cousins are both married
and have their own homes in the Atlanta area. I got to see them briefly when
I took Uncle Burt up to visit before catching his plane. They heard about
Granddaddy's trip and decided to come with him. They made a reservation at a
local hotel since they had not planned it with us. I had them cancel it and
stay at my place. Granddaddy is using my room a Daddy's house.
Daddy took us all out for dinner, and everyone was trying to talk at once. I
was especially interested in Granddaddy talking about my mother, but we did
not get much of that in. When we went back to my dad's house, I told them I
needed to take care of some things in my room, and asked Granddaddy to come
up with me and tell me all about my mother while I worked. I had him alone.
I closed the door behind us and went over and took both of his hands in mine
and stepped back stretching our arms out.. "I really didn't have anything to
take care of up here. Or maybe I do. I just wanted to have you alone to
talk about Mother. Daddy and Uncle Burt carried on while he was here about
how much I look like her. What do you think?" "You're just like my beautiful
Jenny. Oh, how I loved that girl." "Granddaddy, I'm not going to drag this
out. Uncle Burt told me a few things about how much you loved your
daughter.. And how you made love to her. And I think that was so beautiful.
Granddaddy, would you like to relive your memories of her through me? Uncle
Burt did, and he and I both loved it. I enjoy being like her. Would you
make love to me...and to her again?"
He was speechless and just looked at me. And it was such a precious look. I
don't know how to describe it. A mixture of thoughts swirling through his
mind as he looked into my eyes. It was one of those things you just have to
see to appreciate. I pulled him to me and hugged him and he hugged me
closely. "I can't believe this." he said. "To have my Jenny again. Oh, my
mind is OK. I know it's really you, Jane. But you are my Jenny all over
again. And I love you both." I refuse to do blow by blow on this one. But I
will tell you that my orgasms were marvelous. And I left him in my bed,
beautifully exhausted.. I simply told the others that he was tired from the
trip and decided not to go down and back up the stairs again tonight. Let
them think he is getting old. I know better.
Daddy looked at me with a lovely smile on his face. And I smiled back with a
slight nod. I had not told him of my intentions. He just knew. Back at my
place, Harry and Harriet told me how Granddaddy had talked of nothing else on
the way down, but how much I looked like his Jenny. I offered my room to
Harriet and the spare room to Harry. I sleep very well on the couch. I was
a bit dumbfounded when Harriet spoke up and said that wouldn't be necessary.
She had noticed the spare room had a double bed. "We'll be just fine in
there." she said and watched the look on my face. "Jane, we have been having
sex together since we were teenagers. Just not very often lately, so we
thought this would be a good opportunity. That is if you don't mind."
"My bed is a queen size, if you would be more comfortable there."
"That won't be necessary...unless you wanted room to join us." OK, give me a
day or two to think this all through, and I'll get back to you on that.
Would you believe that I told them I was really happy for them, but I
couldn't right now. But let's try it another time. It certainly was
tempting. I didn't explain it to them, but I think I just wanted to savor my
time with my grandfather, and go to sleep thinking about him and my mother,
and the time that we have now shared.
Wow! All this incest in my family. Was I the only one who never knew? I'm
glad my head is out of the sand now. I will pin my dad down and make him
tell me of any others that he knows about. When I woke them the next morning
with a gentle tap on the door, it was Harry who said come on in. I opened
the door stepping just inside and stopped in my tracks. They were still in
bed and Harriet's mouth was full of Harry. She didn't even pause, just sort
of mumbled a "Morning" around that mouthful of cock. Very full. That thing
must run in this side of the family. Burt still wins but, wow. Harry said,
"It's alright. Come on over." As I got close to the bed, Harriet finally
took her mouth away from her task and offered, "Care try some?" Well I had
turned it down without seeing it last night, but now...well! So I took a
turn and enjoyed a mouthful of another of this family's wonderful cocks.
After a little while, I pulled off and told Harriet, "You finish what you
started while I go start breakfast. Maybe I could get him to fuck me with
that thing next time. I don't think he's going to be too long now though."
I missed seeing Jerry last night. At least we had lunch together. He
stopped by today for a little while and met Granddaddy and my cousins before
they all left.
I've been writing about so many other things lately. Let me just assure you
that I have not been totally neglecting Daddy. I've had him fucking me every
chance I could get. And sucking him off when that wasn't practical. Another
quickie at his office. Once in his car. That second time in the restaurant.
And a few times in the relative comfort of home.
I'll never forget your question, Kelly. "Daddy fuck you good?" Yes! And as
often as he can.
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Yes. It was much, much better than never. Wish I could share more details
about the experience, but I just feel this one is so very special, and I just
want to savor it for myself. I do plan to go up to visit him soon. Maybe,
if we can work it out, I will feel freer to share then. Besides, if it
doesn't work out with Granddaddy, maybe I can get some more of Harry.
There's plenty there to get. Would you believe that the night my 70 year old
grandfather fucked me, the newspaper carried an article on the front page
titled, "Yes, it's true, your grandparent do have sex, and enjoy it." Right!
Tell me about it. They didn't say with whom they were having sex. Should I
write the paper and tell them? As I have said before, a lot of things about
sex and its enjoyment is in the head (I don't necessarily mean giving it).
It is the most erotic sex organ that we have.
Chapter 15 An After-Dinner Party
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Hi Kelly,
I'm sorry this has taken awhile to catch up.
When we left the restaurant, we did take Judy with us.. Her head stayed
above the seat back, but I know where her hand was. I have told her how I
did it. After I had already feasted off of him at the table, I guess she
wanted to save him for later. I just snuggled under Jerry's arm and behaved
myself for a nice ride home.
At the house, I went to the kitchen to put on a pot of coffee. Judy had
brought a key lime pie from the restaurant that no one seemed to be ordering.
She said that I was the only one who had dessert back there. Jerry was going
through my dad's music collection and found just the soft romantic background
music that he and I both like. Judy did not need help with her romantic
mood. We didn't really need it either. It's just nice. When I came out of
the kitchen, she was already working her way into Daddy's pants.
Jerry opened his arms toward me and I walked into them. We danced slowly to
the music oblivious to anyone or; anything else.
When the music changed we broke for a moment and sure enough there was Judy
between my father's legs with her mouth full of his cock. Kelly, she was
deep throating him, and I never heard her gag one time. That slut. I wanted
that. Actually I thought that maybe now he would feel more comfortable doing
it with me. We watched her for a moment and I looked at Jerry. I don't know
what he saw in my eyes, but he smiled and said, "Go ahead, Sweetheart. Maybe
Judy won't mind." How did he know?
I went over and stood beside Judy. She pulled away and looked up at me. She
too smiled, as she stood up. I said, "Maybe Jerry would like to dance some
more." And she just sort of drifted over into his arms. I started getting
out of my clothes as I looked down at my father, and he began removing the
rest of his also. I straddled him and lowered myself to take his cock into
his Juicy Janie pussy. We were looking into each other’s eyes as he entered
me. Then I quickly looked into the eyes of the wonderful man I will marry.
I returned my attention to Daddy. When I looked toward Jerry again he was
watching me with a precious smile. I looked at Judy and then back to him and
said in a soft voice, "Yes, Jerry. Do it for me. I love you."
I began to fuck my father harder as I rode him. Judy had primed him and soon
he was filling my body with his juices. And my husband to be had watched me
fuck my father. When I was able to turn my attention to Jerry and Judy
again, she had replace my father's cock with Jerry's in her mouth. And yes,
she had him all the way in. Her nose was pressed against his belly. I just
sat there with my daddy's softening dick still in me, watching my friend deep
throat my fiance. She stood up from him and finished undressing as he also
got naked. She laid herself down on the thick carpet that I was so familiar
with. Jerry looked at me, then knelt down and lowered himself into her open
waiting cunt. I kissed Daddy and move off of him. I went over and stood for
a moment watching my lover fuck my friend.
Then I knelt down beside them, then laid down beside them. With my eyes
glued to Jerry's cock moving smoothly in and out of Judy, I lay my head on
her smooth tight tummy. I raised my head for just a moment to look into his
eyes, then laid it back with my face close to him. Another stroke and he
pulled out of Judy and placed his beautiful pussy slick cock into my mouth.
Not a word had been spoken as he let me suck those delicious juices off his
hard cock.
After I sucked him clean he return to fucking Judy's sweet pussy. Again into
my mouth, and once more into Judy. The extra excitement got to Judy along
with that wonderful cock and she was very vocal as she rocked with a
beautiful orgasm. I could feel her spasms with my head on her tummy, and I
grinned. As she subsided, Jerry pulled out and was once more home in my
mouth. He soon flooded my mouth for the second time this evening. And I
swallowed every drop. I rolled back on the carpet and Jerry stood up. Judy
moved in on me as I had that first time Daddy and I shared her. There was
still a lot of Daddy's cum in me, and she was trying to get it all out. She
brought me to my first orgasm of the evening. With all the sex I had been
involved in I finally had mine.
Judy helped me bring the coffee and pie from the kitchen and we all sat
around naked enjoying ourselves. We talked for awhile, then I took the
dishes to the kitchen as Judy lead Daddy up to his room. Jerry followed me
into the kitchen and came up behind me at the sink. He held me in his arms
with his naked body pressed against mine. Neither of us could say 'I love
you' enough times.
We went to my room and showered together. I enjoyed exploring his body as I
soaped him all over. He didn't seem to mind doing mine either. We relaxed
in bed together for awhile. Then I could hear a faint cry from Daddy's room.
Judy. Then I notice some stirrings telling me that just maybe Jerry have one
more fuck left in him. He did and I got it out of him.
I didn't have my breakfast in bed this time. I cooked for everyone in only
an apron, with my bare ass toward them as I worked at the stove. They sat
around the table with the men in my father's robes and Judy scrumptiously
naked. At different times each of them reached over to caress one of her
gorgeous breasts and I caught Daddy pinching her nipple and her moaning. I
told her that she should bring some of her things over here. But I was
thinking, why not just move in here. I think we should keep her. What do
you think?
Well Kelly, I told you I would try to share some of Jerry with you after that
first night if I could. Judy and I enjoyed sharing him. Hope you did too.
Oh. Judy told me that the young girl I spoke with at the restaurant did come
back with her daddy. Yes, he really is her father. She is only seventeen.
Her mother left her father for a lesbian relationship with another woman a
few years ago. The settlement gave custody to her mother, because her father
didn't want to embarrass everyone with a court case. She has plenty of
visitation with her daddy and has been seeing that he is well cared for
sexually for a couple of years now. And yes, when they were seated behind
our table, Judy winked at her and said, "Enjoy him, and if you need any help
just let me know. He looks delicious." And would you believe when Judy
returned to the table the girl looked a Judy and smiled as she held his cock
up for her to see, before bobbing her head down on it.
Judy hasn't been able to work that out with Daddy and another waitress, yet,
but some of them have become suspicious of what is going on back there when
she takes so long waiting on people at that table. She did play with him
cautiously that time he took her there. She said she was so hot for him
after that, she literally attacked him in the car.
Look what followed us home. Can we keep her, Daddy?
I have to get back to Jerry before he forgets about me.
Chapter 16 Stripping for My Husband's Family
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Jerry took me to meet his family as planned. We had a lovely visit and I
really believe they have accepted me. I know I am thrilled with them. Even
if his dad couldn't keep his eyes off of me. OK, once I noticed him looking,
when no one else was watching, I did start to encourage him just a little.
Have to mark that for future reference. :) He has a brother and a sister.
Jerry is the oldest and the sister is the youngest. When I was alone with
his sister Jill later, out on the porch swing, we did a lot of the usual girl
talk. She is very sweet, and quite pretty. Once we were somewhat
acquainted, she confided in me that Jerry had been the first to fuck her when
she was only eleven and he was sixteen. That's her interpretation of the
age. She said she wanted me to know, because even though they hadn't been
together in several years, she does want him to do it again sometime. She
wanted to know how I felt about that, and she wouldn't do it if it would
upset me, or hurt my relationship with her brother.
I surprised her right back, "Can I watch?" Giggling like a school girl, "I
take that as approval, then. Thank you. I think it would be thrilling for
you to watch us. I've never had anyone watch me being fucked before." I
asked if we should call him out here now? More giggling. It came out that
Celia knew that he fucked his sister a couple of times after they were
married, and was okay with it. I like Celia more and more. After they had
left, I was talking with Jerry's mother as the two of us cleared up the
kitchen. She asked me to call her Anna. After getting acquainted, I asked
her to tell me more about Celia. I told her that Jerry was such a gentleman
that he stopped talking about her once we started to get serious about each
other. I told her that I am hoping he will open up and feel free to talk
about her with me as our relationship grows. I really want to know. I was
straight forward and told her how she had done such a beautiful job of
raising her son to be such a fine gentleman. I told her that he did not make
one sexual pass at me before asking me to marry him, and I literally jumped
all over him with my yes. I told her all the details of how romantic he and
Daddy had been with the proposal, and how excited I got. I even told her how
my father had lead us to my room and ushered us in and closed the door.
She loved it. And she said she is looking forward to meeting my father. She
likes that he and Jerry get along so well. If she only knew. I did not tell
her about Jerry having to ask me twice. That bold I'm not. Maybe later, if
it becomes appropriate. I told Anna that I have come to appreciate Jerry's
relationship with Celia and how she had trained him so well in the arts of
love. I was a little shocked with myself, being so bold as to tell this
precious mother how good her son was in bed. But that wasn't the biggest
shock. Anna said, "Sweetie, Celia didn't teach him that. I did."
KELLY!! No wonder he is so accepting of my incest. His mother and his
sister, and the louse hadn't told me. Kelly, where was I when they passed
out the incest permission slips or instruction cards or whatever? Am I the
only one who wasn't in on it all those years that I was wanting it and
couldn't have it? Maybe if Mother had not died when I was so young. Let's
not go there again just now. When Jerry and his dad started bringing our
bags in, Anna spoke up. "Janie, there are two spare bedrooms, but I'm not
going to embarrass you by suggesting separate rooms for you two. I'll take
your father's lead." Jerry looked at me with a question in his eye. I just
told him smugly, "Yes, we ladies have been talking just a little."
As I got close to him, I added in a whisper, "And you have been a naughty
boy." Let that one bounce around in his head for a while. If that worries
him a little, good. He should have told me. He did explain later that he
had not wanted to say anything until he saw how I got along with them and
letting me get my first impression without that knowledge. Knowing him, I
can accept that. Of course, I wasn't really bothered by it anyway. But it
was fun teasing him with my new knowledge.
I've just got to tell you what I did on the way up there. I had seen these
signs along the interstate before and never gave them a lot of thought, but
this time they caught my attention. A 24 hour cafe advertised totally nude
dancing girls. All nude. Naked. When we got near the exit, I told Jerry to
pull off up here. He thought I needed a potty break, so he quickly turned
off the highway and asked which place I preferred. I told him, "That one."
And pointed to the nude cafe with all those neon lights gaudily outlining it.
"Would you take me in there?" Just as I am coming to expect, "Are you sure?"
Will he always ask that? "Yes."
We went in and found a table and placed an order. We had a good view of two
lovely naked girls dancing on the stage at the bar where four men were
sitting for a closer view. They were sticking money in the girls only
clothing, a garter high up on one thigh. It was obvious the men were trying
to sneak in a feel of tender flesh as they did. I reached over to hold
Jerry's cock through his pants. It just then started to grow. Is that
normal? Those girls looked sexy to me.
When our waitress came back I asked if the manager could come over and speak
with us. Nothing wrong, just something I wanted to ask about. I was
surprised when an older woman came over and sat with us, saying, "You wanted
to see me? I'm the manager." Stereotyping, I expected a man. I told her how
lovely her girls were, and asked if she ever permitted a patron to get up and
dance. She said they had a rare amateur night occasionally but normally kept
it to the professionals, since this is their lively-hood. I told her I have
a good friend who makes a good living for herself and two daughters
stripping. I wouldn't want to take anything away from her girls. I told her
that any tips I got she could split between them. She said that she did have
two girls call in sick today, and maybe the others would appreciate a little
break. "Have you ever danced naked before?" "Only for my fiancé."
"This him?" She looked at Jerry, "You okay with this?"
I jumped in with, "Yes. That's why I want to do it. Something he can tell
our future children about." Jerry added, "If that's what she wants, I'll
enjoy watching her." She stood up, "Let's go in the back and get you set up."
I kissed Jerry with a "Thank You." and followed her. She asked if I wanted
to borrow an outfit. I was wearing a front button blouse with a wraparound
skirt and a bra that accentuated my cleavage and bikini panties, with high
heel pumps that magnified the curve of my legs. Another outfit that Daddy
had picked out for me. I wore it hoping to please Jerry's dad too. And I
guess it did. I asked if that wouldn't be alright. I really didn't want to
take too long and maybe lose my nerve. She looked me over and said, "Sure,
just don't keep them on too long. It's a nude show remember. You'll need
this." and she handed me a pretty baby blue ruffled garter. My cash
register, I thought. And I slipped it up under my skirt, high on my thigh.
Was it too high?
She introduced me to one of the dancers who was not on stage at the time.
Suddenly I was thinking, where is my friend Sarah when I need her. My heart
was pounding, I was afraid I would freeze up. The music stopped and one of
the girls on stage began gathering her things and as she came down, the
manager told her briefly what was happening, then went around to the front of
the stage and told the other dancer. Just then another song began to play
over the speakers. I thought I was going to choke with the lump in my
throat. (No deep throat jokes) I shook myself and started up the steps. I
quickly got into the rhythm of the music and began doing my interpretation of
a dance to the beat. I looked down at a man sitting at the bar in front of
me. "Hi, Sweetie, you come here to see something special?" I couldn't
believe I did that.
I had noticed the other girls carrying on a light banter with some of the
customers at the bar. Especially when they were putting money in their
garters. He came back with, "You know it, Baby. Let's see what you got?"
OK! Show time. I began unbuttoning my blouse and danced around with it
hanging open showing my low cut, tittie-filled bra pushing my breasts
together to accent the cleavage. With my back to him, I slipped the blouse
off and threw it to the back of the stage. I turned toward the man in time
to the music and bent forward cupping and pushing my breasts up with my
hands, almost popping a nipple over the edge. Just a little more dancing and
I unhooked the wraparound skirt. With my back to him again I held the skirt
open and played it across my butt, before tossing it with the blouse. I
don't know why I turned my back to the men. The whole wall behind us was one
huge mirror. When I turned around the man stood up with a dollar in his hand
and I moved over to let him place it in my garter.
My first dollar earned as a stripper, and I wasn't even naked yet. But now I
really wanted to be. I danced for him just a little more and then moved over
in front of another man who I noticed had his eyes glued on me. I stooped
down with my legs spread wide and my hand caressing my panty-covered crotch,
looked him in the eye and said, "Hi." And he reached up to put my second
dollar in my garter. I stood back up, swaying to the music with my eyes
closed dreamily. Then I reach behind me and unfastened the bra. As the
straps loosened I caught the cups in my hands, holding it in place over my
tits, and shrugged my shoulders to let the straps fall away. I danced around
and again with my back to the men, tossed the bra on my pile of clothing.
With my hands covering and massaging my breasts, I turned back to my
captivated audience. When I danced close to the edge of the stage, another
man stepped up with another dollar. I leaned forward just as he reached for
the garter, and I let go of my breasts. He fumbled trying to get the money
in the garter and get a very close up look at my naked tits at the same time.
I just smiled and giggled. I heard an exaggerated "Mmmmmmm" from one of
them. More dancing with my breasts bouncing to the music, when I wasn't
holding and caressing them with my hands. More dollars.
Then, when I was about to start on the panties, I decided to tease with them,
pushing them down almost showing my shaved cunt, then back up, turning around
and pushing them down again to show my bare cheeks, the up again. I pulled
them away from my body and looking down inside them, then at the men and
pouted my lips and shook my head 'no-no.' Then I ran a hand down inside. And
a handsome gentleman stepped forward from his table and came up between two
of the bar customers. He reached up with his money and I presented my garter
to him. His hand brushed against my panty-covered pussy and my upper thigh
as he placed a twenty dollar bill in my garter. Well that ups the ante. The
others had all poked their bills in the front or on the outer side of my
thigh. He went back to his table and the two men at the bar looked at each
other for just a quick moment. One pulled out a wad of cash, but wasn't
making a move toward me yet. Waiting for the panties, I guess.
So I danced back from the edge a bit and with my back to them, I took hold of
the sides of my panties with my legs spread just a little and locked
straight, I bent over at the hips and with my ass held up in the air pulled
my last garment down my legs quickly and held that pose for a moment as I
peaked around at the men, before I straightened up to get them over my feet,
and I held my last bit of intimate clothing in my hand. Before tossing it on
the pile, I got playful with them. I twirled them around in the air, then
held them to my face as I exaggerated a big intake of breath, filling my
lungs and making a show of my titties with an outward thrust of my chest. I
looked at the men and held the panties out as if to offer them a whiff,
before tossing them on the pile. They were a little messy. I glanced around
and the other girl was holding her share of the audience, but I had my share
of eyes glued to my naked body. Sarah, you are so right.
It is an awesome rush to realize how I was turning all these men on, letting
them actually see what they came there hoping for. And I felt so proud that
I had it to show them, and it felt so good doing it. I was fulfilling their
desires and my own. The gentleman from the table was back at the bar again,
between two other men, holding out another twenty. I danced over to him and
squatted before him as close as I could get, with my knees spread wide. His
eyes drilled into my bare pussy and then into my eyes as he brushed my lips
gently with his knuckles putting the twenty in my garter. That got some
attention and when he sat back down at his table, the other men began to
offer me fives and tens, and yes, I let them get their quick feel.
I knew it must be against the house rules, and of course the law, but I
couldn't help myself. I wouldn't have stopped those men for anything. One
man stepped up from another table and holding his twenty out, I saw a finger
pointing out as well. I did draw the line there and kept my very juicy pussy
lips just slightly out of his reach. I stood back up and danced all around
my part of the stage. When the music stopped the other girl indicated it was
time to switch places. As the music started again, once more I was swaying
and moving around to the new rhythm. Then I noticed for the first time
actually that there really was a brass pole. So I "made love" to that
phallic symbol for awhile before returning to the front of the stage closer
to my new audience.
There were more dollar bills, and then the handsome gentleman once more
stepped forward with another twenty. I turned my back to him but stepped as
close as I could to the edge of the stage, and with my feet wide apart, and
my legs locked straight again, I bent forward at the hips pushing my bare ass
and pussy toward him His hand got just a little bolder as he brushed my pussy
lips and I'm sure got my juice on the back of his fingers. He put them to
his lips and kissed them. Once more he got other men's attention and I got
more fives and tens. One man leaned forward and asked me for a private dance
when my set finished. I hadn't thought about that happening and wasn't
prepared for it.
I quickly got the attention of one of the dancers who was working the
audience while off stage. I motioned for her to come over. I remembered her
name as Casey. I told the man that I wasn't able to do private dances, but
that Casey would love to, and he would find her much better at it than I
could possibly be. I was just hoping that I wasn't putting Casey on the
spot, and committing her to something she didn't want to do. To my relief,
she took over from there and soon they were headed away from the stage. I
didn't get to see where they went exactly as I returned to working my
audience...glad that I had gotten out of that one so easily. I was so turned
on after that I didn't know just what I was doing, until the handsome
gentleman came forward with yet another twenty. I hoped that he was getting
his money’s worth. All together he placed ten twenties in my garter and got
his quick feel. Actually a couple of times it was not all that quick and I
found myself wanting this man to put those fingers right up into me, there in
front of everyone. But I held myself together until my set had finished.
Just before the music finished the handsome gentleman leaned forward and
whispered a suggestion to me as he place the last of the ten twenties against
my warm tired flesh. He just may have a good idea. When I left the stage
the manager was there and I handed all the money to her and asked her to
divide it among the other four girls. I never knew how much. Then I thought
and pulled back a one dollar bill and stuck it in my garter, and said, "Can I
keep this one and the garter for memories?" Just then the girl going on in my
place tossed me my clothes and with a big grin said, "Aren't you forgetting
something, Honey?" I was just standing there in the buff as I talked,
surprisingly at ease with my public nakedness. I quickly asked the manager
where the girls did the special private dances. She said they had three
rooms, but Casey was busy in one right now, and she's taking longer than
usual. I had to grin real big at that one. She asked if I wanted to see the
rooms. I told her that actually there was a very generous gentleman who had
already given me ten of those twenties and he was interested in a private
dance. She just said, "Get him and follow me."
I motioned for the man and he came over. I took his hand and lead him away
behind the manager. She opened a door and ushered us into a room with a
couch and a table. When the door closed, I turned to the gentleman and
planted one great big open mouthed, tongue tussling kiss on him, as I tossed
my pile of clothes on the table. Yes, I had paraded naked through the room
holding his hand. I knew it was not the normal thing for the girls to do,
but I was on a roll, and wasn't through yet. I started frantically opening
the man’s shirt and then his belt and pants. I pushed his pants to the
floor. Yes, Sarah I know it was a no-no, but I had to have him in my cock-
hungry mouth. I looked around and there was the security camera you told
about, Sarah. Was it me or did the lights just brighten a little? My eyes
just becoming accustomed to the light I guessed.
With a brief blow job, I pushed him back on the couch, with that magnificent
cock sticking straight up. I couldn't wait to get my wet pussy on it. I
looked toward the camera again. It was pointed right at where my hungry
pussy was sliding down over this man’s awesome cock. I hoped that the
manager was watching. I had three wonderful orgasms before Jerry filled me
with my reward for a job well done. I thought they wouldn't stop. OK. I
knew you wouldn't be surprised at who my gentleman customer really was, but I
had fun avoiding telling you.
We got dressed as best we could and as we left the room, the manager took me
by the hand, and said, "I want to show you one more thing before you go." She
lead me out into the main room and pointed to a large TV screen on one side
of the room. In my excitement, I had not noticed it before. Just then I
recognized Casey coming onto the screen, and she blew us a big kiss. Girls,
she was in our private dance room. The manager laughed and Jerry laughed and
the whole house broke into applause and I just took my bow, wishing I was
still naked for them. She said, it was the first time she had ever even
thought of doing something like that and she had to hurry to switch the
cables as soon as she closed the door. She knew there were no police in the
place.
Then as she handed me something, she said, "I promise you this is the only
copy of the security tape. Save it for when he tells those future kids about
this. They will have to believe him when they see that." She told me that
she knew when I started taking off my blouse that she had a winner there.
And she watched the whole thing. She said she almost stopped me when she saw
the feelies I was allowing, but she saw that it was my fiancé who started it.
She just kept one eye on the door. She told me that she ran brief pics of
the girls up there and ads and music videos and sometimes ran a porn flick to
help promote sales in the adjoining room, where they had videos and adult
toys and such. So it really was not unusual for the customers to see
something like that up there. Except this time it was live and up close and
personal. She said as soon as someone recognized me from the stage they
started cheering me on and the dancers stopped and watched.. How
embarrassing. :) :) :) Sarah, do you think your boss would hire me? Maybe
if I give him a blow job, too? Thank you anyway, but one awesome experience
like that is enough for this girl. One more time and I might become addicted
to it. Especially if my gentleman customer was always there.
Sarah, I just thought, how about getting Dana to describe her first time
stripping, for us. It was hot when you told it, but to get it straight from
her would be something else. Like what she was feeling and such. Oh, yes,
back to my gentleman customer's family. His brother and sister are both
married with children. Hey, I'm going to be 'Aunt Janie.' I hope it's not
'Auntie Jane.' His sister has the cutest little seven year old girl who
really caught my eye. A lot like her pretty mother. I will be keeping a
close eye on her as she grows up. With a mother who is already into incest,
who knows. And then there is her five year old brother. Alright, I'll let
his mother have first crack at him. He is adorable. And I will have to
watch him. When he was sitting on my lap, I could have sworn he copped a
feel of my breast. Five? Nah! Jill probably breast fed him. Jerry's
brother and his wife have two sons. One in his younger teens, I think. I
wander about his mother. If she doesn't, I might. The other is 13 months,
and Cindy is definitely breastfeeding him. It is a beautiful sight, Sarah.
This one did snuggle my breasts when I held him, naturally. I was wishing I
could feed him. I hope I can do that with my own someday soon. The next
morning I had my breakfast in bed, and then asked Jerry if I should go down
and offer to cook breakfast. He said, "Not the way you like to do it. It
might be too much for Pop." I thought to myself, 'I might just like to make
Pop pop.' Maybe someday.
The afternoon and evening was devoted to an outdoor barbecue. With aunts and
uncles and cousins galore. I'll have an awful time learning them all. I may
need a score card to keep track of which ones might fuck me and which ones
are off limits. Just joking there...I think. Have I rambled on too much
again? Let me just say, YES, Kelly, he did fuck me good, and in the very
room where he grew up. I could just see him as a teenager stroking himself
off in this very room while he dreamed of a time like this. There were some
of his old toys still on display, and his new toy in his bed. My precious
playful little boy, and my wonderful gentleman customer, all rolled together.
And I didn't charge him for it this time. :) I had been paid quite enough
already. Oh, I behaved myself all the way home, Kelly. Darn!
Chapter 17 A Shopping Spree With Kaylyn
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During our girl talk with Kaylyn the other night, I mentioned something about
wanting to go shopping for clothes. She asked if we could go shopping
together sometime. I told her that I would like that.
I called her and arranged to pick her up from school the next day. She was a
little surprised to see Daddy with me. She asked if he was dropping us off,
or was he crazy enough to go shopping with a couple of girls.. I told her
that he was good at helping me pick out dresses and things. And yes he was
just crazy enough about me to do it. She thought it would be great. Her
daddy never went shopping with her for clothes.
We went to a well known department store that is connected to the mall.
Kaylyn asked if there was something particular I was looking for. I told her
that I was thinking of skirts and blouses or other tops...short skirts in
particular. Didn't you say mini skirts, Kelly?
We wandered through the racks, looking at various items. As we got to the
short skirts, I held up one and asked if she thought I could get away with
something like that. Or was I too old for it. She thought it would look
great on me. So I picked out three to try on and went into the dressing
room. I came back out wearing one and modeling it for Kaylyn and Daddy.
After a few comments, I asked Daddy if it showed enough. He said almost. I
glanced around the area. We were blocked from other shoppers from almost
shoulder height down by a rack of clothes. I pretended to look through them
and 'accidentally' dropped one. With my legs straight, I bent at the hips to
pick it up. Daddy was strategically behind me, as I intended, and I said,
"Does that show enough?" I had left my panties in the dressing room. He
said, "Just enough," as he reached over and caressed my bare ass. As I stood
up, "See anything you would like to get into?" "Careful, girl." from Daddy.
I glanced around again. No one could see us below the racks of clothes.
With my back to Daddy, I reached back and unzipped his pants and reached in
and pulled out a stiffening cock. When I raised the back of the skirt, he
said, "You are going to get us in trouble, girl." But he did what he knew I
wanted as I reached down and helped guide him into his Juicy Janie. I was
standing in high heels with my legs spread, my back arched and my butt poking
back to Daddy to ease his entry. Not the most comfortable position I had
been fucked in, but it worked. Kaylyn had been looking at some clothes when
she turned and saw us, and her eyes opened wide and she quickly looked
around. I grinned at her and looked to see that the nearest people were a
young couple. They couldn't see what was really going on behind the racks.
Kaylyn was speechless as she stared at where Daddy was going in and out of
me, then looked at the people.
When Daddy came out of me, the young couple were looking intently at
something else, so Kaylyn squatted down behind the racks quickly and grabbed
his cock and pulled it to her mouth. "ME get us in trouble, Daddy?" After a
few strokes she withdrew and pushed his hard dick back toward my pussy. I
took it in again and this time he shot his load quickly. When he came out
again, once more Kaylyn squatted and had him in her mouth cleaning him up
before letting him put that well used tool away. Kaylyn stood up wiping her
mouth with her fingers and licking them.
As I turned toward the dressing room, I found myself looking straight into
the eyes of the young couple, reflected in the full length mirror on the wall
beside the dressing room door. Ooops! So that's why they were not looking
at us...they were too busy looking at us. I just smiled and went in to
change. Yep, got cum on that skirt. I bought it and one more. Then Kaylyn
and Daddy helped me pick out a low cut spaghetti strap top that showed plenty
of cleavage and would go great with no bra. Also a short cut blouse with
pointy tails that I could tie in the front rather than button. Also nice
with no bra. Now where can I wear my new sex kitten outfits? I bought
Kaylyn a couple of similar outfits also. We were ready to rock.
Oh, when the lady at checkout was picking up each item to ring them, she
grabbed the cum skirt without looking and got her fingers in it. She
retracted her hand and rubbed her fingers together. She put them close to
her nose and sniffed. "Is that...?" I shook my head. "Him?" motioning
toward Daddy. "Yep! He's the one." "Where?" "Behind those racks over
there." She actually licked her fingers off and went back to ringing up the
sale with them as she let out a "Mmmmmmm." Now that one I didn't expect.
"Does he have any left? He must be quite a man. And tastes good too." I may
shop here more often.
Isn't it strange how often you plan something to fool around with others and
wind up getting surprised yourself?
Kaylyn's father was picking her up at Daddy's house that evening. No one had
eaten yet so Daddy suggested staying there and ordering something delivered.
Kaylyn jumped in excitedly with "Piazza?" Daddy and I had not had piazza in
quite awhile so it sounded good.
Kaylyn told her daddy that he had to go shopping with her soon. She started
telling him about our little escapade at the store. She had changed into one
of her new outfits to model it for her dad. She bent over with her ass to
him so he could see that she had no panties. The excited way she told
everything, together with her little display, started getting us all turned
on and one thing lead to another and soon we were all naked. We were fooling
around with each other when the door bell rang. I grabbed the money Daddy
had laid out, and handed it to Kaylyn. "I dare you to do it like you are."
She giggled and started for the door. I quickly straddled Daddy who was
sitting on the couch with his legs stretched out. With my wide spread ass
toward the door and me humping on his hard cock, I looked around at the door
to see a young lady of college age. As she made her transaction, she quickly
surveyed the room. Harry was standing to one side slowly stroking his rigid
dick Having finished her business, she smiled real big and said, "I hope you
folks enjoy the piazza, too." And she was gone.
"Next time, you answer the door and I will be between both daddy's sucking
their cocks." Where did we find this kid? Am I such a bad influence on this
innocent youth? Needless to say, the pizza got cold while we all had at
least one orgasm. I had two and if I'm not mistaken, little Kaylyn had at
least three, or was it one loooooonnnnng one. It's wonderful to see how
excited she gets with sex. Makes you want to do it again.
School tomorrow, so they left, and I went home to Jerry. Yes, I told him
about the whole day. Did it turn him on? He about fucked my brains out.
I'm thinking about how I will get him together with Kaylyn. Would you be
interested in that one, Kelly? Now, let's see what else did I have on that
list of things to do? I've got to hurry before I settle down as an old
married woman.
Chapter 18 A Double Date With My Dad
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Would you like to hear about our Father-Daughter double date? We met at the
restaurant. Judy lead us to our table and gave us our menus and took our
drink order. I think I was outmaneuvered by youthful agility and craftiness,
and one sly old geezer. Or did it just happen? Kaylyn wound up between the
two fathers, with me on the other side of Daddy. I may have met my match
here. Judy smiled real big and winked at Daddy, then she quickly puckered
her lips in a kiss gesture toward him before turning to go. Kaylyn caught it
and looked around him at me and asked, "Is there something going on there
that I don't know about?" "I think she is in love with this old geezer here."
I said it lightly, as if joking. Just wait until she gets the whole story.
Judy hadn't been gone long before I noticed Kaylyn fumbling with her father's
pants and struggling to get his cock out. I just looked and Daddy and
smiled. He opened his own pants for me...and it was out. No fumbling in
awkward positions. I just took it in my hand and began to massage it gently.
I think she caught the difference, as she watched my hand. Then her hand was
joining mine. She wasn't trying to take him away from me. She was trying to
play with my hand and Daddy's cock together. I think this little slut did
outmaneuver me on purpose. Now the question in my mind was, is she going to
try to go down on my father, too? Well, as long as we coordinate it and
don't but heads, I guess she is playing in to my plan. Or am I playing into
hers? My plan was to have them over for dessert at Daddy's house later. I
leaned around Daddy and whispered to Kaylyn.
When Judy came back Kaylyn raised both cocks straight up for Judy to see, as
both of my hands rested on the table. We were both smiling broadly at Judy.
Judy leaned over the table and said, "You know you girls are going to give
this place a reputation. Enjoy." And to Daddy, "You just behave." She
grinned at him and was gone again. Kaylyn asked, "Has she been with your
dad?" "And she's good, too. You should see her deep throat him." "No. She
doesn't!" "She sure does." "You watched? Can you deep throat him too? Have
you done him together?" Slow down, girl. "Yes, to all the above. And I
finally got him in my throat for the first time Monday night." She turned
quickly to her dad and said excitedly, "Daddy, I want to see you with another
girl." Back quickly to me, "Janie, would you like to fuck my father? Could
you show me how to deep throat him?" "I thought you'd never ask."
WE laughed. She's jumping ahead of me at every turn. And I do mean jump.
Everything is so quick with this kid. But she is fun.. "I'd love to if it's
alright with him." I said. Then to my dad, "Daddy, would you like to fuck
this lovely young lady while I fuck her dad?" Daddy, "I don't think Harry and
I have any choice in the matter. You girls seem to have divided us up for
yourselves already. You don't hear us complaining though. Right, Harry?
Are you interested in trying some older, more experienced pussy?" Harry just
looked at me and nodded with a big grin on his face. He hasn't said much so
far. I'll get even with my dad for that "older pussy" crack. "So, why don't
we all go over to my dad's house when we finish here? I have a fresh backed
apple pie and vanilla ice cream, unless you would be interested in some other
kind of dessert, Kaylyn."
We didn't finish off either of our dads at the restaurant, just enjoyed
playing with them. And I had to share mine with her. We decided to save
them for later. Besides, we've both done that show already. On the way out,
Daddy grabbed a quick feel of Judy's ass and whispered, "I behaved... So
far." She told him she was going to visit her folks for a couple of days. So
he was free to explore. I rode with Harry and Kaylyn with Daddy. I rested
my hand in Harry's crotch, and could feel the bulge in his pants. Nice. I
didn't get to feel his in the restaurant. I'll have to watch this girl.
At the house, I went into the kitchen and started the coffee. When I came
into the living room, there was Kaylyn curled up on the couch right up
against my dad chattering away at him, holding on to his arm. Her legs
were... how can I describe this? Her legs were pulled up, bent at the knees,
with her thigh resting on his thigh, practically sitting in his lap. Her
skirt rode up to her hips, showing plenty of lovely bare young leg. My
father wasn't missing it. His hand was resting on her knee. 'Resting' might
not be the right word. There was a slight movement there as he gently
caressed that tender young flesh.
Enjoy yourself, Daddy, I thought with a smile.. With that quick survey, I
turned my attention to Harry, who was sitting in Daddy's big chair watching
the action on the couch with a smile on his face. I went over an sat on the
arm of the chair, sort of backwards, so that I could lean over in front of
Harry, facing him. "So, what do you think of those two? You have quite a
lovely, sexy daughter there. Do you mind seeing her with another man? "Yes,
she is very lovely. I'm very proud of my little girl. To tell you the
truth, I have been wishing she would get out and see younger men more her
age. She hasn't been dating.. She just seems to want to spend her time with
me. I'm hoping this experience will help break her out of that rut. I'm
pretty sure she hasn't even been with anyone else sexually since she first
seduced me into it." "She seduced you?"
With a slight laugh, "She sure did. The little minx. It wasn't that I
didn't want her. But I am her father. It just wasn't the proper thing for
me to do. Do you know what I mean?" "I know quite well what you mean. It
took me nearly twenty years to seduce my dad." And I gave him a brief run
down on how I got into incest with my father. I told him how Daddy wouldn't
even give me the slightest hint that he wanted me that way all those years.
I found that he had wanted me as much as I wanted him. "What about you,
Harry. Do you want me?" "Janie, I have wanted you since that first night
Kaylyn watched you in the restaurant.
When Kaylyn stopped to talk to you, I couldn't keep my eyes off of you."
"You mean that you were there with that sexy young girl and you wanted me?
And you must have been headed home to fuck her then." "Yes. And I couldn't
help thinking of you when I did. You must know that you are closer to my age
and interests. If I was looking for another wife, you would be at the top of
my list. Maybe the only one on the list." Now here was a twist I didn't
expect. We here for the express purpose of having sex and he's coming on to
me as if it wasn't a sure thing. Like he wants to court me. I held up my
ring, "Sorry, Harry, I'm engaged already.." His hand moved form my leg
quickly.
I took it and put it back. It had felt good there. "It's alright. He
knows. I told him that this was father & daughter night and he couldn't come
unless he could bring his own daughter. I'm working on that one for him, but
it's going to take at least nine months." That got a laugh and loosened him
up some. "You mean he doesn't mind?" "Well, he's already watched me suck and
fuck my father. And Judy and I shared him together one night." "Say, what is
it with Judy and Will?" "I think she is in love with that old geezer. She
can't keep her hands off of him, among other things. But enough about them.
What about you and me? Would you like to fuck me, even if I can't marry
you?"
No resistance, so I began to open his shirt. Then his belt and pants and
reached in a took out a stiff cock. A couple of strokes and I stood and
looked down at him as I began to seductively remove my clothes. He couldn't
take his eyes off of me again. I thought of my strip at the cafe. When I
was standing before him totally nude, he just sat there transfixed for a
little while before he go up and finished getting out of his own clothes.
His cock was now fully erect.
I stepped into his arms and we hugged each other close and kissed, with his
stiff cock pressing my crotch, as his hands began to roam over my naked
flesh. "Mmmmmmm. Now this is a real woman." I took that as a compliment...I
think. "And what do you call that over there with my dad's cock in her
mouth?" "I call it wonderful. But I prefer my woman more mature and better
filled out in all the right places," as his hands explored those places.
"Round and soft. A little slower and sweeter. That fast pace of youth is
fun, but a little too much sometimes. Everything so quick ." Now let me get
this straight. That was a compliment too, wasn't it? Well, at least I have
confirmation from hi hard cock, which I took in my hand a began to stroke it
slowly. Isn't that what he said he wanted?
I looked over to see Kaylyn lying on the couch naked with her legs open and
my dad moving his hard cock toward a young pussy that was lifting up to greet
him. "Honey, look." I told Harry. And we stood there holding each other,
his cock getting harder in my hot hand as we watched my father slowly press
himself in to this young daughter. I had to admire that young, small, lithe
sexy body my daddy was now fucking, even if her daddy did prefer my 'rounder,
softer' one. Yes, Daddy was doing that thing with the eyes again. I guess
it's his nature by now. Mother, me, Judy, now young Kaylyn. I suppose he
will do that with any woman he fucks. But it will always be special when
it's my eyes he holds in his gaze as he enters me.
I guess Harry had enough of watching, as he got my attention by cupping my
breast in his hand and bending his head down to kiss the nipple before
sucking it into his mouth. Mmmmmmm. OK, let's play. I knelt before him and
took his dick into my hungry mouth. I took it in to the back of my mouth but
not in my throat, and just let it sort of soak in the moist warmth for a
moment. I pulled back slowly with a strong suction, then licked around the
head, kissing it and licking it. I sucked it back in again and began to move
back and forth on it for several strokes before withdrawing again. Looking
up at him I pulled at him as I lay back on that familiar thick carpet. "Fuck
me. Fuck me slowly and gently, Harry. Fuck me."
When he was on top of me and in me, I glanced over at Daddy and Kaylyn again.
He was still pumping away in her with those long lovely young legs wrapped
around his body, like she wasn't going to let him go until she had what she
wanted out of him. Sudden thought. This is not time to ask, but I hope she
is on the pill, because Daddy is used to letting it go inside me and Judy.
There was no time to ask anyway because there were the signs, he was cumming
in that tender young pussy.
When he withdrew and sat up, he motioned toward us and said to Kaylyn, "I
think you wanted to watch this." She sat up and snuggled against Daddy as she
stared at her father fucking another woman for the first time. She has such
a lovely smile. It was a good turn on for me, as if I needed one at that
moment. This young girl and my father sitting together watching as her
father fucked my juicy pussy. My attention was back on Harry now, as he
pumped smoothly in and out of me. I had bought Daddy on of those new large
ottoman/coffee table things. I asked Harry to let's change positions.
He slipped out of me and moved over. I got up on my knees and leaned over
the ottoman. Say, why hadn't I thought of designing one of those? Harry was
quickly in my pussy again from his new vantage point. He hit the wrong hole
at first but fortunately didn't try to go in. H just moved quickly and
smoothly in where all the juice was. I purposely positioned us so that we
were facing our special audience. I looked around at Harry and he was
looking at his luscious young daughter as she watched him fuck me. I
couldn't resist, "Oh! Oh! Yes! Yes! Fuck me, Harry. Fuck me." I closed
my eyes as I turned my head back, then opened them to look at Daddy and
Kaylyn. "He's so good in me, Kaylyn. Your daddy fucks me so good. Does he
fuck you this good all the time?"
I could tell it was getting Harry even more worked up. He began pumping my
pussy harder and faster. "Cum in me, Harry> Cum in my hungry pussy. I guess
it worked on me too, because I began to climax, just before he flooded my
pussy with his warm cum. He withdrew and leaned over and kissed the cheeks
of my ass before slumping to the floor.
Kaylyn jumped from her perch and pounced on her father, kissing him and
chanting, "Oh, Daddy, Daddy, Daddy. You're so wonderful. It was so
beautiful." I could see that my father's cum was still oozing from her pussy
lips. I hated to break up that sight, but I took her arm and said, "Come
here a minute, Kaylyn." As she moved toward me, I had her lay back on the
ottoman. I spread her legs and moved between them. I brought my tongue to
her cum slick cunt and began to lick. I covered the opening with my mouth
and sucked, ran my tongue in her as far as I could and pulled out that
delicious mixture of her and Daddy. I feasted on that young pussy until she
was crying out as I could feel the orgasm building in her. "Oh, yes, Janie.
Yes!" Her orgasm was barely subsiding when, "Oh, Janie, let me do that to
you. I want to eat Daddy's cum from you." I'm no dummy.
I quickly switched places with her, and she excitedly ate me to my second
climax of the evening.. I learned later that although she had experienced
sex with another girl, it was the first time anyone had eaten a man’s cum
from her pussy. She thought that was so exciting, and she loved doing it
with me. After we rested a moment, I offered, "Anyone interested in my pie
and coffee? And I don't mean my cream-pie, Kaylyn." Yep. She giggled.
Youth. Just how old am I again? Don't answer that. Everyone followed my
naked ass into the kitchen.
So we sat around the kitchen in the buff as we had our dessert and talked.
Yes, I had to compare that lithe young body and its perky tits with my more
mature, larger breasts and rounder, softer body, as Harry said. A little
surprised, I found that I had nothing to complain about. After all, this is
the naked body that had just recently entertained a bunch of leering men at a
nude cafe. And had a marvelous time doing it. I had to admit though, that
those same men would have loved to ogle that sweet you g thing also. I like
it myself.
When we had finished, I offered, "Harry, since there's no school tomorrow and
you don't have to work, why don't you and Kaylyn just spend the night here?
There are two very comfortable bedrooms upstairs." "Kaylyn, I have a
delightfully sexy new nightie you can borrow, if you like. Guaranteed to
turn any healthy man on." They conferred for a moment before announcing that
it sounded great. "Daddy snores a little sometimes, Kaylyn, so you might
rather sleep with your own father. She looked at my dad, and with a big
smile, "I'll take him anyway. Maybe I can have seconds on dessert. And
thanks for the nightie. Will I need it?" She was gazing into my father’s
eyes as she said that.
Well I can tell you that things went very well in my room. Kaylyn or Daddy
will have to tell you about theirs. Harry was well done in for awhile, and
settled in snugly up behind me in a spoon position. He felt good against my
back, against my butt, his upper leg on top of my lower leg.. His flaccid
dick nestled in there. We slept that way for a few hours. I awoke in the
middle of the night as I often do. You may have noticed that I sometimes
slip out of bed and go to the computer then. This time the computer was the
last thing on my mind. Now that flaccid dick was not so flaccid. I could
feel it prodding between my legs.
I raised my upper leg and eased my hand down, taking hold of Harry's cock and
guiding it into my waiting, now wide awake pussy. He fucked me like that,
then raised up, straddling my lower leg, with my other leg pulled up to me,
still on my side.
He slid back into me, getting all the way in then. He caressed my ass and
fondled my breast as he pumped in and out of me. He flooded me good once
more and collapsed behind me. I turned and cleaned his cum covered cock with
my mouth, enjoying the mixture of our juices. Soon he was sound asleep. I
was restless, so I slipped out and down to the kitchen and fixed a cup of hot
tea. I settled in the den with my tea when I heard someone else come down.
I looked to see Kaylyn. I startled her. She said she woke up and thought
she might get a glass of milk. We went to the kitchen and poured her a glass
of milk. She was quite alluring in my nightie. I told her she could keep it
since it looked so good on her. We went back to the den and settled on the
couch. She was curled up on one end facing me. Sh started telling me what a
great lover my father was. She said she got him hard again sucking him and
planned to take it all in her mouth, but decided she really wanted him in her
cunt again and he made her cum again too. When she woke up a little while
ago she said he was sleeping so good that she did not want to disturb him
again.
So here we were, this sexy seventeen year old charmer and I, each telling the
other about what good fucks the others father was. And we were giggling over
little details that we shared. I this something like it could be someday
with my own daughter as she shares things with me about her date she just
came home from? Or about some horny boy who is trying to get into her
panties? Will my daughter be able to share such things with me? Will my
daughter wear panties? That Jerry has just got to get me pregnant soon.
I don't know how long we stayed that way. No sex between us by the way, just
sharing. We went back upstairs and I offered to swap places if she would
like. Wouldn't that surprise our fathers when they woke up? She wanted to
stay where she was for the night. I asked if she was thinking of trying for
breakfast in bed. She smiled and said, "Thanks for the idea." What does my
father have that these younger girls like so much? I guess I should know the
answer to that.
I was the first up, so I went to the kitchen and started the coffee. I put
on my apron and began getting things ready for breakfast. Once more I was
standing facing the stove when everyone came in. Harry was the first to
speak. "I think I'm going to like breakfast, no matter what she's cooking."
And I remembered that I was showing my bare ass to them...proudly. Why not?
It's a nice ass. Plenty of people have told me so. "For that you get served
first. What will you have besides me?"
Daddy chimed in, "Don't worry about Kaylyn. She's had hers already." Which
brought a big giggle from the little miss with, "Well, it was Janie's idea."
Once again I have two men in the Kitchen in Daddy's robes. This time
accompanied by a young teenager in a sexy nightie, and me in my apron. Quite
a bit of the conversation centered around the events of the previous night.
When we finished eating, Kaylyn asked me again about teaching her to deep
throat her dad. Her dad was long enough to reach into her throat alright,
but not as big around as my dad so just maybe she could do it. I had an
idea. I had them all come into the family room, where I told Kaylyn to ditch
the nightie and lay on the big ottoman, on her back. She did. "Now, scoot
back until your head is tilted back over the edge." Again she did as
instructed. "Harry, get that robe off and get on your knees." I was kneeling
beside Kaylyn.
I grabbed his cock and pumped it to get it harder. "Now, Kaylyn, open wide
and stick out your tongue as far as you can, and hold it over your lower lip.
Harry, get in place at your daughter's mouth. Now, Kaylyn, breath in slowly
and deeply. Can you feel the passage way opening all the way into your
throat? Harry, move in slowly, but steadily." She gagged and he jerked back.
"Again." She gagged again and again. She had the same trouble that I had.
And Harry wouldn't try anymore. He was afraid of hurting his daughter, just
like my dad.
"Here, let me show you." The old experienced pro there. It had been almost a
week since my first time. She moved to one side of the ottoman and I lay
down beside her. She slid off the side and got down where she could get a
close look. Harry put his cock in my mouth and as he pressed at the back, I
gagged. He started to back out, but I grabbed his ass cheeks and pulled him
back in.
Again I gagged, but not as bad. I urged him on and he pushed one more time
and he was in my throat. He was only in a second or two and pulled out. I
pulled on his ass again and he began moving slowly in and out, fucking my
willing throat. Several good strokes and he pulled all the way out. "Now
you just work on that at home, and report back to class and I will grade you
on your homework."
To Kaylyn, "Do you want to finish what you started or can I have him?"
"Can we share him?" With that we got Harry on the ottoman with Kaylyn and I
on our knees and taking turns sucking on Harry's grateful cock. When she
pulled off, I kissed her before taking my turn. She followed suit for her
turn. One after the other. He was in my mouth when his cum started flowing.
I caught it all, but rather than swallow, I let him slip from my mouth and
turned to kiss Kaylyn, sharing the treasure that filled my mouth. Daddy was
sitting in his chair watching our little show.
Kaylyn looked at him and asked, "Can we share you daddy next? I want to
catch it this time." As I looked at him with a big grin, Daddy opened his
robe and his cock was ready and waiting for us. And so soon after serving
this young creature her first breakfast of the morning in bed. We enjoyed
him very much. And I think he liked it, too.
We just lounged around for awhile chatting, and I made a fresh pot of coffee.
It was early afternoon when I asked Kaylyn if she had ever had two men do her
at the same time. No. Ahhhhhh! New game. And I get to make up the rules.
:-] :-] Is that a broad enough grin?
Daddy excused himself for a moment. "I'll be right back."
"alright Kaylyn, let's go ahead and get you in position. Harry, you can go
ahead and start fucking your daughter's eager pussy. I haven't seen you do
that yet. She was wearing the nightie again, without the matching panties.
Saucy and tempting little number, she was , like that. If that didn't get
these men hard again, nothing would.
"Daddy, are you coming? We have a hungry little mouth waiting here."
"There you are. You know what to do. Fuck that cock hungry little slut's
mouth."
"Yes, I want to suck your cock while my daddy fucks me." Good little girl.
I had been kneeling beside Kaylyn. I stood up and mover around. What was
that in the living room? Why that sly old fox. I moved around to the other
side of the action on the ottoman. "Time to switch. Daddy, let Harry get in
her mouth." Harry moved quickly, but paused with his pussy juice slick cock
at her lips.
"Yes, Daddy, let me taste my pussy juice on your hard cock." This is my kind
of girl.
"Alright, Daddy, are you just a spectator, or are you costarring in this
little production?" He looked at me and I winked at him. He grinned and
shoved his rigid dick into that warm juicy cunt that Harry had all loosened
up.
I watched this beautiful action a little while, then, "New position.
Everyone out of the pool. Kaylyn get rid of the nightie. and turn over.
Daddy, you're back in her mouth and Harry, doggy style." She was on her knees
lying across the ottoman. Daddy spread his legs across the ottoman and slid
forward with his cock disappearing into her open waiting mouth. Harry began
pumping away in her pussy. I was kneeling beside them again, and caressing
her smooth back and down over her nicely rounded buttocks. I let my hand
drift down to feel Harry's hard cock pistoning in and out of his sexy
daughter.
Director, "One more change. Out guys. Up, Kaylyn. Daddy, you lay back on
the ottoman. Kaylyn, saddle up cowgirl." Daddy lay down with his cock
pointing up at Kaylyn and she leaned down and gave him a few good sucks..
"Mmmmmmm, nice." She got on her knees straddling my father, and I took his
stiff dick in my and guided it into her juicy pussy as he bucked his hips up
to meet her. As she fucked my daddy, I opened a small bottle of scented oil
I had been warming in my hot hand. I poured some on my hand and took Harry's
cock and began massaging him, feeling his steely harness as he gazed at his
daughters pussy going up and down on my father's cock. Her spread open ass
cheeks were inviting. I leaned down and let my tongue brush across her
puckered hole. She craned her neck to look back at me, "Ooooh! Naughty
Janie. That felt nice."
I did it again since it was so well received. Licking ass is not my thing,
but I wanted this young girl really turn on good. Then as she looked forward
again, I brought my oily hand to her ass and caressed it, letting my finger
press into it just slightly. "Mmmmmmm. that feels good." Keep it up girl.
I tugged on her daddy's dick again and ushered him toward her. I rubbed the
head around her ass and Kaylyn quickly looked around again. This time
looking at her father. "I've never had a cock in my ass before. I want you
to do it, Daddy. Fuck my ass for me, pleeeaase." zI moved my hand as he made
the extra effort to pop his cock into his daughter's virgin asshole.
"Aaaeeehhh! Yes! Oh, yes. Fuck me, Daddy. Fuck your daughter's dirty ass
. Oh, Oh. Yes, Yes, Yessss. Oh, fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck my pussy. Fuck
my ass. Fuck me."
They settled into a rhythm and Kaylyn calmed just a bit. "Janie I have two
daddy's fucking me together. Isn't it wonderful? It feels so good." I was
kneeling beside her caressing her small firm breast. I leaned in and kissed
her nipple, then drew it into my mouth. I sucked hard and heard her moan
louder. The girl is going wild. "Ohhh! Ohhh! Yes, fuck me. Chew on my
nipple. She grabbed her other tit and began mauling it, pulling hard on the
nipple. I nibbled on the one I had.. She was shaking violently as her
orgasm rocked every inch of her little body. It seemed like it wouldn't
stop. She kept going and going. Screaming about the cocks in her pussy and
ass. "I love it. I love it. I love it. More. More. Fuck me more. Fuck
meeeeee!"
Her daddy was cumming in her ass, and the cum began to ooze out around his
cock as he continued to pump in and out of her. What about my dad?? I
couldn't tell. "Daddy?" "Yes, Sweetheart. She squeezed every drop out of
me.. Boy, can she squeeze with that tight little cunt when she's excited.."
Then I could see it seeping out and over his balls.
I was rubbing my hand between her legs, between those two cocks, as the cum
flowed and mingled. I brought my fingers to my mouth. "Mmmmmmm! Delicious
mixture. "They were all exhausted, but soon realized they must be squashing
my poor daddy. They began to unpile. Kaylyn rolled off the ottoman and
flopped on the carpet. I lay beside her and held her and kissed her. "Oh,
Janie, that was so utterly fantastic. You've got to try it."
"Been there, Sweetie. That's why I wanted to see you do it. Don't you just
love being double fucked?"
"Mmmmmmm, Hmmmmmm! That's the first time anyone fucked my ass. He was
wonderful. And your dad fucked my pussy sooo goooood! Thank you." And she
kissed me hard.
I surveyed the damages. They were all so exhausted that there was none left
for me, and wouldn't be for a long while. But I was very satisfied. I think
I did good.
"Are you going to show them?" I whispered to Daddy. He got up and went into
the living room again. When he came back, he was carrying a small video
camera and a cable. He connected it to the large screen TV and turned it on.
In living color and starring Kaylyn, costarring Harry and Will, her daddy and
mine, and directed by Janie. Hey, I'm a porn movie director now. Add that
to my resume.
Kaylyn was enthralled as she watched herself on the big screen. When it
ended, "Can we do it again?"
"Sorry, Sweetie. You will just have to rerun the video. It's going to be
awhile before your two costars will be up to anything like that again. You
wore then out good. We may have to find you some younger lovers."
"I like these two. They are the absolute best." With that she went from on
to the other kissing them passionately. I remember her dad saying that he
believed he was the only one she had fucked until now. So what was she
comparing them to? I'm going shopping for a couple of young men for this
girl. Not that I want her to stop fucking these two. But she could
definitely use some young fresh meat. Say, do you think she might share?
Daddy transferred the video to a DVD and showed Kaylyn as he erased the tape.
Isn't he sweet? And such a gentleman. Doesn't kiss and tell. Doesn't fuck
and show.
Harry and Kaylyn went home early in the evening. I have a strange feeling
that Harry may want to come back, with or without his lovely escort.
Something in the way he kissed me and squeezed my ass as he left.
I called Jerry. When he heard they were gone, and he came rushing over.
Maybe I wasn't through for the day, yet, after all.
Daddy headed up to bed for a much needed rest. "Youth!" He grinned as he
started up the stairs and we headed for home. I was in Jerry's pants before
we were out of the driveway.
Yes, Kelly. Jerry fucked me very good. Kaylyn's dad did me pretty good too.
Chapter 19 A Family Gangbang
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YES! I was right. Your mother is just as wonderful a friend as I know she
would be.. I would love to count her among my special friends. She is so
very special indeed. Your dad wasn't so bad either. Thank you for sharing
that with us, as she shared her husband with her best friend. I'm glad it
was your dad who fucked her instead of your cousin. Although you left it
suspiciously open as to that happening later. Are you going to tell us?
Please.
I know a little of how you felt watching your dad fuck another woman. I have
enjoyed watching mine with Judy and Kaylyn. They were so good together. The
girls were thrilled with him. I was proud of him. But his is still MY
daddy, and I can have him anytime I want.
I saw you had more new stuff, but I will have to read those later. That was
the one I had been begging you for.
Well, my little family gang bang was not as big as I originally planned, but
it was the quality that counted in the end. And I did get the most important
ones in. And I do mean IN. I began by making the rounds at Daddy's house.
Starting with Granddaddy. I took him by the hand and lead him into his room
where I quickly stripped and began taking his clothes off. He seemed
mesmerized, looking at my naked body while I remove every stitch from him. I
knelt before him and took that massive piece of flesh into my hungry mouth.
I sucked and caressed him for a little while before surprising him by taking
the whole thing into my throat. Yes, maybe I will be able to get all of
Burt, too.
Granddaddy doesn't get quite as hard as his son now, but I'll bet he was
quite something when he was fucking his beloved daughter. He told me that he
had not had anything like that since my mother. I hope he never has to go
into a nursing home. Those old ladies would be fighting over him. I let him
enjoy what he called a "fantastically marvelous" feeling for a few minutes,
as I enjoyed him gliding in and out of my mouth and throat. Then I released
him and lay back on his bed. "Fuck me Granddaddy. I want to feel you
filling my juicy pussy. Fuck me the way your precious Jennifer liked it.
Fuck me."
I drained his first load early in the day, so that I could revive him later
that night along with the other two. I had my plan under way. A little
later in the morning, I was at the kitchen sink when I realized the water was
running somewhere else in the house. I rushed up the stairs and into my room
and quickly threw my clothes on the floor and entered the bathroom, opened
the shower door and stepped in with my wet and slippery uncle. We like
showers. Since that first time he stepped naked out of this one and into my
incestuous life.
I soaped his stiff cock and his sac of balls and rinsed it before turning to
lean against the shower wall, with my but poked back at him. He knew just
what I wanted him to do with that clean tool. For the second time today, my
body felt the warm flow of man juice inside. I turned and knelt and, with
the help of the water spray, I cleaned him back up with my mouth.. When
Daddy came in from the office, I told the others that supper would be in just
a few minutes, as I ushered my father to his room where I fucked him cowgirl
style. One from the front, one from the back and one with me on top. Nice
variety. As his incestuous cum began to ooze out of me and down over his
balls, I pulled off, kissed his dick and told him he could clean up while I
finished supper.
I hurried down the stairs and donned my breakfast cooking attire. I seem to
be at home in the kitchen with just an apron. This time with my father's cum
running down my legs. Three for three and the grand finale still to cum.
After finishing with the dishes, I joined mine and my Mother's three precious
lovers in the living room. I went to Daddy and picked up his remote and
turned off the TV. In the center of the room I began removing my apron.
When they were all three staring at my naked body, I told them that I want
them all to strip and come over and take me.
Uncle Burt got to me first and I took his hardening cock in my hand and
stroked it a moment before taking it into my mouth, just then Daddy got to me
and I took his dick in my hand and began stroking it. Then Granddaddy came
to me and held his big tool toward me. I released Burt's and took his in my
mouth and felt it stiffening more. Then stroking two cocks with my hands, I
bobbed my head on the third one. I looked up into my grandfather's eyes as
his big penis glided in and out of my happy mouth. There on my knees in the
middle of my circle of wonderful men, I began going from one to another. If
a cock wasn't in my mouth, it was in my hand.. I was in ecstasy.
"Come in the bedroom." And I lead them all into Granddaddy's room as I pulled
him along by his cock. "Now I want all of you in me at one time. Three
amazing cocks filling three hungry holes."
"If that's what you want, let me fuck your ass, Sweetheart." I kissed him,
"Thank you, Daddy." Maybe he was thinking of those other two monsters trying
to penetrate what he knew to be a tight asshole. Or, maybe he just wanted my
ass again. Me? I think I wanted my loving daddy in my ass again.
Uncle Burt lay on his back on the bed and I straddled him and began lowering
my juicy pussy onto that great shaft, slowly. It hurt so good at first, then
felt just plain gooooood. Daddy was applying the warmed, scented oil that I
had brought with me. first to his hard cock and then after kissing my ass
and licking over the puckered hole he oiled me up. Then he was pressing at
my ass and was soon in, a few strokes and then all the way in. My body felt
deliriously full. I looked up at Granddaddy and with a big grin called,
"Next." And I opened my mouth invitingly for him. He was in to the back and
then out and he held it for me to lick on. Then back in again. After
several strokes, I was able to get out a mumbled, "MORE!" Remembering where
he had been earlier in the day, he knew I wanted him all the way in my
throat. It took a couple of tries, but soon he was gliding in and out of my
mouth and throat.
"Wow!! Where did you learn to do that?" came from Burt with his close
vantage point.
"She's been working on it for awhile. Finally got it perfected with Jerry,
and then surprised me with it." from my proud father.
Those wonderful men were soon able to establish a good rhythm. When
Granddaddy gave my throat and mouth a break, I told them, "I want you all to
cum in me right where you are. See if you can time it close together.. Give
it to me, you incestuous fuckers. Fuck me. Fuck your daughter. Fuck your
granddaughter. Fuck your niece. Fuuuuck meeeeeeee!!"
I was ecstatic. It was all so terribly exciting, not only for me, but I
could tell I was doing something very special for them also. No sooner did I
feel one begin to cum in me, than there was another before I could savor the
first one. Then Granddaddy got my attention the most as he filled my
ravenous mouth. Some oozed out before I could get it all and it ran down my
chin and dripped onto my uncle's shoulder. With a warm glow filling my body,
I finished swallowing that delicious incestuous cum from my own grandfather.
Then releasing his dwindling cock I bent down and licked the spilled cum from
Burt's shoulder. I lay there still sandwiched between those two marvelous
men, impaled by their two cocks. My second load of cum from the three of
them still warming my body and feeding my baby. I turned my head and Daddy
leaned around and kissed me. "You are fantastic, Sweetheart." "Thank you,
Daddy. And thank you again for my baby." I don't know how many times I came,
it just sort of kept rolling through me. "Well, I think she outdid her
mother again, didn't she. With all the loving Jenn gave us, she never did
take us all three at the same time." My uncle again.
"Thank you, Mother. I only wish you had shared them with me sooner.. I love
them all so very much." Then to my men, "Tell me.. If mother hadn't died
when she did, do you think she would have let all of you fuck me when I was
twelve or thirteen or so? And would you have wanted to fuck me then?"
"Without a doubt, Janie, Without a doubt," from my family patriarch. Bless
his incestuous heart.
Well, it might not seem like such a big gang bang to some folks, but for me
it was tremendous. It was who they were that counted more than how many.
I looked down at my tummy, "Well, baby, I guess we have been fucked enough
for today. Tomorrow's another day. Let's you and I get some rest." And baby
and I went to bed in the den. I'll let the men all rest too. Well, for
tonight anyway.
The next morning I had just finished making the coffee when Granddaddy came
in. I poured him a cup and turned to the stove to start cooking breakfast in
my favorite cooking outfit. Just my trusty apron. I let my grandfather
enjoy his coffee with a view that I think he liked, from his, "My! My! My!
You are as beautiful as your mother ever was." I think I'll keep him too.
With the smell of bacon and sausage in the air, Daddy and Burt came in
together. "Such a fabulous cook. And her food is good too." That came from
my favorite uncle.
It was a delightful breakfast. Much of the conversation centered around me.
My mother, my wedding, my baby, my future, my joy at servicing my special
men, and how good I was at it. Wait until they hear my next idea for being
the center of their attention.
When we finished, I announced, "Now that I have served you all a good
breakfast, it is time for you to serve me mine. I want to eat all of your
cum together. Do you think you can time it as close together as you did last
night? I want to swallow all of you at one time. So get those pants down
and robes open. Baby and I are still hungry."
There I was on my knees in the middle of the three of them again with my
hands stroking and caressing and my mouth sucking and licking. Many hands
groping my breasts. With just a little assistance from them to get it timed
right, I was soon holding my mouth open expectantly like some porn starlet.
There was the first load, then the second, and after what seemed a long time
holding my mouth that way, but was really only a moment, the third load
finished filling my wicked mouth. I had a load of cum in my mouth from each
of these special men. I savored it for a little while and then with them all
watching me closely, I began to swallow, and I got it all down and stuck out
my tongue proudly. "I made it all gone, Daddy." It warmed my tummy and fed
my baby. I was a very happy woman. I still have my champagne glass from
that Christmas orgy. Maybe next time I will let them fill that for me and
watch me guzzle it down.
I think I can let these three rest for a few days now...or maybe not.
Actually I never slept in the den again. I spent a night sleeping with each
of them. Well, not just sleeping. The night before the wedding was
different story. Stay tuned.
From your friend, the insatiable nymphomaniac bride. Who's next?
Chapter 20 Sex With My In-Laws
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Saturday, I took my things to my dad's house and waited for Jerry to call
when his parents came in.
The rest of his family would be coming in Sunday. There would be his sister
Jill and her husband and two kids, and his brother Ken and his wife Cindy and
their two children. They will have my house. It may be a little crowded,
but mostly comfortable for a few days. I'll let them work out sleeping
arrangements. Hmmmmmm. I do know that Cindy is into incest with her big
brother. I just wonder now what might be going with her and the rest of the
family in my home the next few days. Could I have turned my house into
'Incest Central?' No that would be my daddy's house.
While I waited for Jerry's call, I decided that since things were going to
get so hectic, I would take this chance to go by and check on Harry. While
there, I decided he needed his exercise so I got him to fuck me, and gave him
a good work out, just as the doctor ordered. It's a good thing he has a
constantly horny "girl friend." I was just enjoying the leftovers as I
cleaned our mingled juices from his spent cock with my mouth and tongue when
my cell phone rang. It was Jerry's ring tone. So I wiped my mouth and off I
went to meet with the in-laws.
I gave Harry another exercise work out Monday, and Tuesday too. Am I a good
physical therapist or what? Don't answer that. We all know I was doing it
as much for me as for him.
It was good to see Anna and Karl again. The way Karl hugged and kissed me
this time, I began to think I would not have any trouble getting my next pre-
wedding conquest. Once they got settled in and freshened up from the trip,
we took them out to eat.
There are quite a number of good places to eat around here, but we wound up
at our favorite restaurant with the round table corner booth and our favorite
waitress. The hostess seated us and left us with our menus. When Jerry and
I saw Judy headed our way, we raised up our menus to hide our faces.
"My name is Judy and I will be your server for this evening. What could I
get you to drink?"
"I'll have sweet tea." as I lowered my menu.
"Oh, No. You aren't going to cause trouble are you?"
"Yeessss!!" After we exchanged laughter, I made introductions. "Judy is my
Dad's new fiancée. I hadn't gotten a chance to tell you before, because it's
been just a few days ago that he broke down and asked her. They are getting
married a month after Jerry and I. So, my mother-in-law, meet my wicked-
step- mother." Good laugh from all, I'm glad to say. A little small talk and
Judy left to get our drinks.
Anna asked, "She's cute, but what was all that about causing trouble?"
"Cute? She's scrumptious!" One horny old man is about to get in trouble...
with two women. I saw a big grin on the groom's face, but he kept wisely
quiet.
"Oh, it's just a little game we've played with her a couple of times.
Harmless fun."
I looked at Karl. "Anna has asked me to call her by her name, but you and I
haven't decided what I should call you. Your children call you Pop. Papa
seems to roll off my tongue a little better. My I call you Papa?"
"It sounds beautiful when you roll it off your tongue. I'd love for you to
call me Papa. Any time I hear 'Papa' I will know it is my lovely new
daughter."
"So, Papa, I couldn't help but notice how you look at your new daughter. And
surely you've noticed me teasing and flirting with you. I'm going to get
straight to the point and not beat around the bush. Papa, would you like to
pop me? I haven't just been teasing. I would love for you to fuck me."
"Well,... I... ummmmm..."
"Oh, go ahead, Karl. Tell her. Janie, he told me that he was anxious to get
to know you much better. He said his son was one lucky man. He said you
must be quite hot in bed. He thinks you are gorgeous and sexy. And yes, he
would like to 'pop' that thing in you. So there." And she was smiling...
almost laughing. I think my new mother-in-law and I are going to get along
just fine... just fine indeed. I just had to kiss her. "Thank you, Anna."
"Take him with my blessing, Sweetie."
"Well then, maybe we can show you how our little game with Judy works. It
really is fun. And I hope you like it. Anna, just follow my lead." I had
arranged the seating with Karl on my left and Anna on my right with Jerry on
the other side of his mother. Not like Kaylyn did me, getting to have both
men. I had a different idea in mind.
My hand was already in Karl's crotch and fondling what I found to be a
quickly hardening rod. I unzipped his fly and rummaged around trying to free
that stiff tool. I got it out and turned to Anna as I began caressing and
stroking Karl. "Anna, when was the last time that you held your sons cock in
your hand?"
"It's been much too long." And she took my lead and soon had Jerry's very
hard cock out and pointing straight up as she stroked him.
Yep! Just then Judy came back with our drinks. "What kind of family am I
getting into?"
"A very loving family as you should very well know." I grinned.
"You are going to get me fired." she said with her big laugh.
"Well, you know Daddy wants you to quit anyway." All the time stroking Karl's
rigid member. "You know what I usually have. Go ahead and take their orders
while I have my appetizer." With that, as Judy stood cover for me, I dropped
my head into my new Papa's lap and sucked in his cock for my first taste of
Jerry's dad. I wasn't disappointed and I'm pretty sure he wasn't either. I
raised up just as Judy finished taking their orders. "Thank you, Judy." as
we exchanged big smiles.
"Anna, you see when Judy is standing there, the other diners can't tell what
I am doing. When she comes back, give your son a try. He's used to it.
Trust me. You do suck don't you?"
"One of the best." Finally a word from the groom. And I'm so proud of his
wisdom. Saying "...one of..." in front of his two favorite women. I just
love that man.
I told them how I had been stroking Daddy under the table the first time we
came here and Judy had noticed. "Then I realized he was about ready to go
off, just as Judy came back to the table, so I quickly dropped my head just
in time to catch his whole load in my mouth and swallowed it all. I thanked
Judy and we talked later and we became good friends. When she and I went
shopping and she dropped me off at Daddy's house, she went in with me just to
say hi to him, and she wound up seducing him right there in front of me.
They've been fucking like rabbits ever since."
"You were sucking you dad's cock?" Anna asked.
So, I took the opportunity to catch them up on what had happened with Daddy
and me. I explained about how thankful I am, because of how it helped
reshape me to where I could accept and respond to Jerry in the right way,
since my life was now so much happier than it had been in years. The way my
life was before I began having sex with my dad was not pleasant. If I had
met Jerry then, as wonderful as he is, I would probably have blown the whole
thing and we would not be together now. In fact he may very well not have
ever asked the old sour-puss out in the first place. As it turned out after
my new life with Daddy began, I was so much happier, so well pleased with
myself and my life, and was able to have a much better relationship with
others. And it especially made it better when Jerry came into my new life
and he made it perfect.
"And the way your son courted me was fabulous. Do you know he never touched
me overtly, with sexual intent, until after he proposed to me and I accepted.
Our sexiest contact was when he held my hand in his and gave me a light kiss.
He didn't even feel me up. And not because I didn't want him to. I was so
horny for this son of yours, there were times that I almost couldn't stand
it. But he was ever the gentleman. Frustratingly!! He would leave me after
spending time with me and I would have to masturbate over and over.
Once, I jumped in my car and went to Daddy's house and cried on his shoulder.
He comforted me, but it wasn't what I wanted. I wanted Jerry. Our first
time was when I accepted Jerry's proposal. It was at my dad's house, with
him right there as our witness, and Daddy lead us to my room and closed the
door behind us. I just have to thank you so much for what you gave me that
night, and for the rest of my life. I want to spend the rest of my life
making your son happy. And I think I can add to making him happy if I make
love with his dad while he makes love with his mother." With that I kissed
her and returned my attention to Karl.
Just then Judy returned to the table and sure enough, Anna dipped her head
and she had her sons delicious cock in her mouth. Mother and son. What a
beautiful sight.
Judy grinned, "What a fucking family." She looked at Karl and said, "Listen,
Honey, I get off at ten. If these two aren't woman enough for you, let me
know."
When we had finished dinner Judy came back. "I guess the ladies have had
their dessert. Would you gentlemen care for anything? Pie, cake, ice cream,
me."
We all had dessert... real food dessert. Anna and I had decided to save the
men's energies for later. I told her how much I had been looking forward to
watching her son fuck her, ever since she told me that she had been the one
who taught him so well. Of course I had plans for her husband also...and had
since that first time I saw him give me a good once over... or was it two or
three.
Going home, I rode in the back seat with Papa, as Mama sat beside her son.
Yes, I got another quick taste without letting him go off. Just a nice taste
of pre-cum. He was going to be so ready when he finally gets that thing in
me. I think he likes his new daughter. I still hadn't found out if he fucks
his real daughter. His wife does her son and his son does his sister, so why
not make the circle complete? And what about his other daughter-in-law.
Cindy must surely turn him on. The question is, does she get him off?
Plenty of time to learn all the family ins and outs. And I do mean in and
out, and in and out, and in and out.
At home, Karl settled in a recliner and Anna and son settled on the sofa. I
chose to settle on Papa's lap. Why do I always seem to get the one in the
recliner? I'm getting Jerry one of those ottoman/table things like I got
Daddy. They didn't have the one I wanted in stock, so they had to order it.
Would love to have it now.
After loving on Karl for awhile, I began opening his shirt and pants. Then I
stood up to strip out of my own clothes. I think his eyes widened when he
saw no panties or bra. I think he had been wondering earlier, as his eyes
feasted on me the way he does. He must know that I love it when he looks at
me with that lust in his eyes. As I looked over at mother and son, they were
really getting into it, kissing and groping one another.
I was the first to be completely naked and began helping Karl out of the rest
of his clothes. When I looked again, Jerry and Anna had stopped fondling
each other and were quickly shedding their clothes as well. Soon there were
four naked people in this room, with one thing in mind. Fucking. I was the
first one naked, could I be the first one to reach an orgasm? I was already
so worked up, having anticipated this for so long, and now experiencing it
happen to me and for me, I probably could. All I would need was that special
cock in me.
Once more I was sucking on that now familiar cock. And suck I did, for
several minutes. Not wanting to finish him before he could fuck me, I
decided it had been in my mouth long enough. So I straddled Papa as he sat
there with that hard cock sticking almost straight up. I lowered my juicy
cunt onto him and engulfed his rigid member into me.
Oh, it felt so good to finally get him in me. Anticipation is sweet, but
following up the anticipation with the fulfillment of the act is fantastic.
As good as it was, when I looked at Jerry and Anna again, I pulled off of
Karl and told him I wanted to watch this. I was just in time to see my man's
cock slip deep into his own mother's vagina. The same one he came out of.
Amazing! They were so beautiful. I wished I could get this on tape. It
will be etched in my mind for all time, though. I kissed them both. "I love
you so much. You are so beautiful together.""
"You looked fantastic riding Pop's cock yourself. I love you, too."
Back to Karl, "Now, where were WE? Would you be more comfortable on the
bed?"
"Would you mind right here on the floor, Janie?"
"Anywhere. Just get that thing back in me."
So Karl and I fucked on the floor, shifting into a variety of positions, as I
thrilled to the sight and sounds of Jerry and Anna fucking on the couch right
near us. Mine was such a beautiful orgasm to say the least.
When we had all cum, I crawled over to the couch where Jerry was leaning back
with his legs stretched out. I moved between them and took his cum covered
dick into my mouth and savored the mingle juices of mother and son. Then I
moved to his mother and licked as much as I could of the cum oozing from her
pussy. I hadn't thought about it before with older women, but she still
shaves. And she is still a gorgeous woman naked. That's after three
children and her age. I hope I can do so well. Any son I might have would
surely want to do with me what hers had just done with her. Wow! One more
time, I hope this is a boy, so that I can some day invite him back into where
he came out of.
I need Jerry to be here right now, between my legs licking my pussy as I
write this. It is so juicy it's leaking onto the chair.
I told Anna that if she didn't mind, I would like to sleep with her husband
that night. She looked at her son and smiled, "Sounds good to me."
He snores just a little, but there were very good compensations. And I had
breakfast in bed before going down to fix breakfast for the others. I had to
borrow an apron that Celia had left. It didn't have a bib so I had to be
careful of popping grease from the bacon. That can hurt on bare tits.
This takes us up to Sunday morning. Stay tuned. There's more to cum before
the wedding. And cum and cum and cum.
Chapter 21 My Cousins Visit
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My cousins, Harry and Harriet (brother and sister) came down with her 16 year
old son Kevin and his 12 year old daughter Sissy. I found out that my
incestual offspring is not something new to this family. Harry is Kevin's
real father. Kevin's real parents are brother and sister.
As we chatted about family history and such, Harry finally came around with,
"Janie, I seem to remember the last time we were here, at your house, you
started something that you let Harriet finish. Would you be interested in
doing the full job this time?"
"I remember. But... Harry... the kids??" I stammered.
"Oh, Kevin can fuck his mother while you and I get it on, and Sissy can fit
in anywhere she feels like it."
"They can what???"
With that she opened her sons pants and pushed them down revealing to me the
latest in the line of that wonderful family trait. "It's alright, Son.
Janie is good with it." And she promptly took her son's cock, put it into her
mouth and began sucking and bobbing on it. I'd swear it was as big as
Burt's. He must have gotten a double dose. Mother and father from the same
line. Can't wait to see him grow up.
After staring for a couple of minutes, I turned to Harry, "So, why do you
still have your pants on?" With that I did a very quick strip, no panties or
bra, and moved over to join a very naked cousin. He licked my juicy pussy
and I sucked his cock before we began fucking like mad. Then I looked over
at Sissy. "Have you been fucking you own daughter, too?" "For close to a
year now." he responded. Then I saw Sissy was watching as Kevin was fucking
his mother so beautifully. Mother and son. Could that be how my son and I
would be? Now I do hope this is a boy inside me.
That thought drove me to my first orgasm, as Harry continued to hump me. In
fact that probably had as much or more to do with making me cum as what Harry
was doing. My baby already making mommy cum. When he had filled my body
with his warm juices, I looked again to see mother and son lying together
side by side with sweet smiles on their faces. His semi- erect dick still
glistening with their mingled juices. Young Sissy had come over to take her
daddy's incestuous cock into her mouth and clean off our mingled juices.
"Do you suppose Kevin has any of that left for his cousin? Have you ever
fucked a pregnant woman, Kevin? Would you like to? Would you like to fuck
me?"
The juices on his cock had begun to dry just a little by the time I got my
mouth on it, but they were still so good. I soon had him down my throat.
"Wow! Mom, can you do this?" She moved where she could see all of her sons
large tool disappear into the cavern of my mouth. "I don't know. I've never
tried, Son." He was certainly hard enough for another good fuck now. I let
him enjoy what must have been his first deep throat before pulling off of him
and begging, "Fuck me Kevin. Fuck me with that precious big family cock." He
did and I came again twice before he was spent. Well, at least I knew now
that I could deep throat Burt.
Sissy was still alternately sucking and caressing her fathers cock as they
watched us. "Sissy, do you think you can get him hard enough again to fuck
you? I would really love to see him in you." She did and he did and it was
something to see. I was enthralled watching as her daddy's big cock
stretched that sweet young pussy open. She first wet him up with her saliva
and he entered her slowly. He didn't quite get all of that thing in, but
most of it, and then he began humping it in and out of her.
He withdrew, and then went straight back in to what seemed to be her limit.
I saw the expression on her face as he must have hit bottom. When I thought
I had seen it all, her brother came over and stuck his big cock in he mouth
while her daddy was still fucking her pussy. She handled them both like a
trooper. She was very good for 12 years old. When they had both unloaded in
this young slut, I went over and ate as much as I could from that sweet young
pussy. So sweet and tender. She had another orgasm.
Sarah, now I have a better idea of what is happening with Kristin. WOW!!!
That little girl taking that big cock. Where was mine when I was that age?
Every time I read about Kristin, now I will probably be seeing Sissy in my
mind.
Well, Kelly, score two more cocks to my pre-wedding collection, plus one
young pussy. That's three for today and it's still early afternoon.
Chapter 22 Kaylyn's Weekend Guests
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Well you have been asking for this one. Kaylyn's weekend guest was
everything I had hoped for, and a lot more for Jerry. He lived a young man's
wet dream, with a 'hot' (if I do have to say so myself) and horny wife and
two 17 year old nymphs. Janice is petite like Kaylyn for the most part, but
with bigger boobs. Jerry and I both enjoyed sucking and fondling those.
They all took turns on mine and I felt anxious for someone to suck milk out
of them. I think they are already getting a little bigger. It may just be
wishful thinking. I also want to say I am just starting to show. Hard to
tell for sure, but I hope so.
After three blow jobs, fucking three pussies and a quick turn in my ass, we
let Janice take his cum, since this was her first time with him. Kaylyn and
I were both wanting it for ourselves. I was so hungry for it watching her, I
wanted to yank him out of her and grab and swallow it all. But I didn't.
Darn. Janice got a good orgasm from him and we all did our share of licking
and fingering and generally feeling up one another, so no one was left out
from the cumming.
As mine was subsiding I noticed both the girls giggling and Kaylyn told
Janice, "See. Didn't I tell you?" She likes to watch my body twitch and
twist and spasm when I get a really good one. Some girls are more vocal,
like Judy, but I'm more mobile... more body language. Janice might like to
hear Judy in orgasm. Maybe I can try to set something up there. I sure
would like for Daddy to get some of this girl. We could get Harry over too
and have a full blown orgy. If Kaylyn or Janice could round up a good boy or
two, that would round it out really well. I'll work on that. Harry hasn't
been over for group fun lately. Kaylyn and I go by and give him his
'physical therapy' regularly. Still following doctor's orders, you know.
Really, Harry is doing very well. His doctor released him from cardiac
rehab. He's working full time now and often more. The last time I went with
him for his checkup, his doctor looked at me with a sly grin and said that I
had been taking good care of him. In fact I'm not so sure about what was
really in his mind when he looked at me a little longer and more closely than
he needed to. Hmmmmmm. I wonder. Maybe I should get an exam. Or didn't I
just have one.
Back to current affairs (pun ??) Daddy and Judy came over Saturday afternoon
and I talked them into staying for the evening, and called Harry to come
over, too. The girls had gone to the mall. They came back with Billy in
tow. You remember Billy? Kaylyn's first overnight guest. The one who got
turned on by my apron at breakfast (or at least by what the apron did not
cover) and I had to get him off. Alright, I wanted to get him off, and I
enjoyed it myself. I admit it. Well that set the stage for an orgy evening.
And an orgy it was. Kaylyn even had to show off for Janice by taking my
daddy in her ass and adding my husband in her cute little cunt. Billy was a
bit overwhelmed. Thought he was in the middle of a porn movie. Then I
whispered naughtily in his ear and...you're getting ahead of me, aren't you?
Yes, he made it three in one. Who was the math teacher that said three into
one won't go? Hah! Well if the one has three holes, why can't three go into
her? They did, and it was lovely. We didn't let her have all the cum
though. She had to share that. I don't know if I could begin to describe
the rest of the groupings and gropings that went on, but there were climaxes
galore. Judy screaming and me writhing and the young girls doing their
thing. After watching Kaylyn, Billy wanted to try the ass fuck, so I took
him and Harry together. I had one great and long drawn out orgasm. Jerry
got a laugh out of watching me as I bounced Billy out a couple of times,
unintentionally. But he came back for more each time.
Jerry said the hole wasn't closed before he was back in it. I even got up
the nerve to ask Kaylyn to try fisting me. She didn't. She said she was
afraid of hurting the baby in some way. So no one else offered to either.
"It's alright, Sweetheart, Mommy will not do anything that might hurt you.
You are too special to me. I can wait. But would you like some more dinner?
I'll see if there is any left." There was, and Billy fed my baby really good.
With all the excitement around here, I haven't been keeping up on the email
and the site, until now. I see that you have Myra's page set up. Looks
good. Makes a pretty good fill in for that "empty" spot. I also got a very
sweet letter from Donna, Tom's daughter and Debbie's mother. That's the
Debbie of the "Celebration of Debbie." She told her daughter about her real
father. It went really well. I share that later if you don't mind. I must
get my baby her beauty sleep.
Chapter 23 Kaylyn's Boyfriend Spends the Night
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I almost forgot to tell you about Kaylyn's overnight guest. So let me back
up, time wise. After the movie, Daddy took me back to Jerry's house. The
next morning I was up early and made coffee and some fresh sweet rolls. I
was relaxing with my coffee and roll and thinking of all that I had to do
these next few days. With my mind on all that, I forgot for the moment about
our house guest, so I was startled when Kaylyn walked into the kitchen with
her young man in tow. "Janie, this is Billy." "Good morning, Billy. Good to
meet you. Could I get you some coffee and a roll? They're fresh backed."
And I got up and turned to the coffee pot without thinking. I was in my
apron as had become my habit (no reflection on the nuns). Yep! Young Billy
got a good look at my bare ass before Kaylyn called out, "Janie!!"
I turned quickly, "Ooops. Sorry. I forgot myself." I don't think Billy will
forget 'myself' very soon. I'm not so sure turning around quickly helped all
that much as my boobs nearly spilled over the top of the apron. Suddenly I
was a little embarrassed. Can you believe that? As much as I have enjoyed
exposing myself lately, I was suddenly self-conscious in front of this kid.
"Now look what you've done. And after I just spent a half hour getting that
thing down. Now I have to do it all over again." came a faked huff of
exasperation from a smiling Kaylyn, as she put her hand to the bulge in his
crotch. "Do you need some help? Since I seem to have caused it, maybe I
should help remedy it."
Billy is looking from one nearly naked woman in just an apron to a gorgeous
young girl in that sexy nightie that I gave her, and back again, not knowing
what to say or do.
"Billy, would you like to screw an older woman for a change?" OK, I guess I
deserved that older woman crack this time. I had caused her embarrassment,
after all.
"You really mean it?" As he stared holes through my apron. I think he liked
the boobs. Just a little more flesh there than he had with Kaylyn. Although
her perky tits must have been very enjoyable for him. So I untied the sash
and lifted the apron off.
"Since you seem to have worn Kaylyn out, it's the least I could do to help."
With that I moved in on him, as Kaylyn started opening his pants. After
rubbing my naked body up against him, I turned and bent across the table,
with that bare ass he first saw offered wide open to him, and Billy stepped
right into my inviting, juicy pussy that I had been fingering for his
encouragement. With my head turned back to watch him I saw Kaylyn grinning
at him as she helped guide his stiff dick to the entrance and it slipped in
nicely. I guess she has this one hooked good now.
The boy didn't know what to make of the situation. His new girl friend was
helping him fuck her older friend. And that after an apparent night of
outstanding sex with the girl. But that didn't lesson the stiffness of his
cock and the way he was pounding it in me. I was enjoying myself as I helped
give this young man a night and morning he was not likely to forget any time
soon. Just how many of his friends would he be bragging to? How many will
believe him? Kaylyn may have a parade of young men after her now. Never
told him he was fucking a pregnant woman. Oh, he enjoyed the sweet rolls,
too. I never did put my apron back on.
So, Kelly, this one was an unexpected bonus in my 'fuck-till-I-drop'
campaign, leading up to the wedding. He was good too. My first cock this
young in a long time. But then later was my cousin's sixteen year-old son.
How young am I headed for now? I wonder if twelve year-old Sissy has any
boyfriends her age? Still more to cum.
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Kaylyn is seventeen and Billy is eighteen. IN me of course.. Where else
have you ever known me to want cum?
Not THAT adventurous. Only joking about Sissy's boyfriends. They live a
safe distance away anyhow. You have to admit it is quite an idea though. It
was fantastic watching that 12 year old take her father and brother at the
same time. And such big cocks for such a little girl. Now I have an idea
what Sarah's girls might look like with David and the boys.
It was neat licking her dad's cum from her too. Especially when I made her
cum again. Did you ever lick one that young, Kelly? It was a first for me.
Got to get back to my writing. Saw your email and just had to reply quickly.
Chapter 24 Our First Houseguests
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Well we had our first house guests over last night. Sharon, Tina and Burt.
It was a lovely evening with so much to talk about. Between our honeymoon,
the wedding, and their activities since the reception. They actually thanked
me for pushing them together. I just loved when Burt described in detail how
he discovered her lack of panties. She blushed again and told us about the
tingle it sent through her. One she hadn't felt in a long while.
Sharon told us about her mixed feels about going out on a date with him. "I
was telling myself that he must think I would be an easy lay. You all know
that I am not that easy. Don't you? This was all Janie's doing. Making me
take my panties off. He told me later how you put him up to his part in this
too, Janie." What kind of girl would be sitting there with no panties on,
waiting to see if this man would touch her like that? Would he take
advantage there in front of everyone and really try to feel her up? Did she
want him to touch her? She was so nervous and excited at the same time.
"When he really touched me there, and I felt that sensation he sent through
me, I was a goner. I wondered if he could tell somehow what he had caused in
me.
So when he asked me out later, there was no way I was saying no. It was just
a matter of how would I say yes and not sound anxious. After all he was so
adorable and he was my best friend's uncle. What could happen?" Yes, what
could happen indeed. Just what I hoped would happen, that's all.
If he had gotten her skirt much higher, we could have all witnessed their
first intimate touch. Her blush and his smile told me he had scored, and I
was proud of myself. I'm learning, Teach. Maybe some day I can be almost as
good as you. Things had happened so fast since that first touch. Now they
didn't know where this might all be heading. But they did know that they
both want her to go to California for a visit. Not certain yet about Tina,
but Tina says she would like to stay with Aunt Jane and Uncle Jerry for few
days. Sure I bribed her. I had picked up a new Barbie doll with different
outfits, and some other things for her to play with. She had a good time
here until it started getting kind of late and she was sleepy. I put her on
the bed in the room next to ours. I told that this was going to be my baby's
room. She liked that.
We talked into the night and when it got into the wee hours, I suggested that
rather that wake Tina, why don't they just take the other room for the night.
Sharon blushed again as they accepted. I'm going to enjoy this girl. It is
going to be fun finding ways to make her blush. "I have a nightgown you
could borrow if you would like." My, how that girl can blush. I went over
and hugged my uncle and he started to get a little carried away before he
remembered that Sharon didn't know about our little family fun. I made an
excuse to go to the kitchen and Sharon came with me as I was hoping for.
In the middle of other conversation, I asked her how she liked that huge cock
of Burt's. That opened the door as I had hoped. "You know about that?"
"Hey, I was the one who pointed it at you, remember." I told her what had
happened with us when he came to visit last time. The accidental meeting as
he came out of the shower. I left out the part about me being naked too,
anticipating being fucked by my father.
She asked me what I thought when I saw that thing. Now just how far am I
ready to go here? OK, here goes, I thought. So I told her that one thing
lead to another later and we wound up in bed.
"You let your own uncle fuck you?" That word still sounded strange to me
coming from my good friend Sharon. She was beginning to open up.
"LET him?? I WANTED him to, Sweetie. I wanted him to. I sucked that thing
and we fucked as much as we could before he had to go home. Have you sucked
him off yet? Isn't he delicious?"
"Yes! Oh, this is so strange. Standing here talking so openly with someone
about fucking and sucking cock. I was so surprised at myself when I told
Judy about us. But I was just so filled with excitement that I was about to
burst wanting to share it with someone. Then when she called it just gushed
out."
"And what did my wicked-step-mother have to say about all that?" I asked.
"She thought it was wonderful. Janie, I guess I shouldn't ask, but have you
been with him again since he came back?" She was shifting back to the Sharon
I knew. So I had to get her back on my track again.
"Honey, I was so horny for him, I sucked him off in the car on the way home
from the airport. And he fucked me a couple of times later."
"Janie, does Jerry know?"
"Who do you think was driving home from the airport?"
"I just can't imagine such a relationship. It's over now, though, since the
wedding. You being married and all...right? I mean, you aren't going to
continue with Burt now, are you?"
My thoughts were racing. How do I do this? Which was is she leaning? Was
she open to hearing the truth or was she edging toward closing the door?
"Maybe the big question is, how would you feel about it if he fucked me
again?" I had to keep her thinking of Burt fucking me.
"He doesn't belong to me, Janie. I couldn't stop him if he wanted you."
"Sharon, do you really think you're just some wild fling for Burt? I think
you've got him hooked, Sweetie. I think that if you wanted him to not fuck
me again ever, he would leave me just begging for his cock, without getting
another taste."
"You sound like you want him right now."
"Would it shock you to hear that I do?"
"Janie, this is all so new to me. I don't know what to say. I've never even
talked openly like this about sex before. What's happening with me?"
"Sweetie, it's alright. Just relax. Remember me telling you that when Burt
first introduce me to Jerry, I had the idea of trying to set you up with him?
Do you think you would have like that?"
"Sure. What girl wouldn't have liked getting attention from a guy like
Jerry?"
"Well, Sharon, if he hadn't turned the tables on me, and you would have gone
out with Jerry, do you think you would have slept with him?"
"I guess so."
"Then you would have liked for my husband to have fucked you." "Well, yeah!
What girl in her right mind wouldn't like to be fucked by such a special
man?" "So, would you still like to get in bed with him? I mean, as long as
you know it is alright with me. What we could do is, when we go upstairs, we
let the boys go on into their bedrooms while we stay in the hall to chat for
a few minutes. Then I go into Burt's room and you go in and surprise Jerry.
Don't worry. He has already confided in me how he thinks you are so gorgeous
and how lucky Burt is to be fucking you. Yes, my husband would love to fuck
you himself. So, would you take my husband for the night? Would you do it
for me?" "Janie..." "Please. I know you would like it. He really is
wonderful lover, and I know he would do you very, very good."
"Alright. Alright. I know how much you must want your uncle again, so yes,
you can have him tonight and I...I'll sleep with your husband. I'm not sure
just what I'm getting into, but suddenly I have to admit that I am excited
about all this. I'm still trying to get used to the idea of having such
marvelous sex with Burt, and now I am about let another man fuck me. Your
husband. Oh, Janie, are you sure?" "YES!!!" Well, I don't have all the juicy
details about my husband and my good friend, but I knew the next morning that
it went very well indeed. Would you like to hear a little of the action in
the other bedroom? When I opened the door and stepped into Burt's room, he
was already on the bed naked with that flag pole sticking straight up.
"Surprise! Looks like you were expecting someone special. I'll just bet it
wasn't me. Disappointed?" "Yes, delightfully disappointed. Where is Sharon?
No, don't answer that. You didn't..." "Yes, I did. She is well on her way
to getting fucked by my loving husband. Aren't I naughty? I hope you don't
mind sharing her this once. I wanted you again before you have to go and
Sharon has been hogging you all to herself. I had an awful time convincing
her to trade with me for the night." I was out of my clothes quicker than a
stripper and without music. I knelt beside him on the bed and began kissing
the head of his cock and caressing up and down with my hands, as if
worshiping some phallic idol. I licked and kissed and stroked for awhile
before taking its head into my mouth. All the while thinking, can I do it?
Can I possibly do what seems impossible? Can I take this huge thing into my
little throat? I had to at least try. I had taken Kevin's, and this one was
only slightly larger. Think positive. Yes, I can. Yes, I can. Yes, I
did!!
That first time was very brief, but I had done it. Now for more. I bobbed
my head down and back up, fucking my throat with that precious man meat. He
was surprised, and loved it. We changed positions to be more comfortable and
he continued to fuck my throat for a few more strokes. He withdrew with a
"Wow!" and lay back on the bed again, with that pole sticking almost straight
up again. I straddled that magnificent cock and lowered my juicy pussy onto
it, feeling it stretch me practically to my limits. It hurt so good at
first, then only good...very good. Somehow I thought of my baby having to
squeeze out through there. Could I really open up that much? Suddenly,
taking this "puny little dick" didn't seem so big a deal.
He raised his head to lick and such on my breast, again not only sending
delicious tingles through my body, but bringing more thoughts of my baby.
Suddenly I was shuddering with a beautiful climax. We rolled over, still
joined at the hip, and I let him do all the work, fucking me marvelously as
he began filling my body with that wonderful warm feeling of his cum shooting
into me.
I was delighted to be filled with his cum, but at the same time wishing I
could have a taste, when he pulled out of me and moved to put his mouth on my
cunt, and began to slurp out as much as he could of his own cum. Then he
moved quickly up to kiss me and deliver that delicious nectar to me that I
had wanted to taste. I swallowed with great delight. Did he read my mind?
No man had ever done that with me before.
I asked him about that cum swapping later. He said he had thought about it
with Sharon, but with this opportunity, he decided to try it with me. I
kissed him again, "Any time, Lover." I think Sharon is in for a big surprise.
I had to ask, and he told me that she did swallow his cum. I just knew she
was my kind of girl. We relaxed and talked for awhile and then I switched
around and set up a delicious 69. When he filled my mouth with his warm
delicious semen, it triggered my own orgasm that he had been working on so
marvelously. I moved back up and fell asleep with him spooning me.
The next morning I was up and made the coffee and remembered to put something
on this time besides my apron for breakfast. Remembering little Tina.
When Sharon came in with a big smile on her face, I knew I had done well.
She didn't fill me in on all the juicy little details, but assured me that my
Jerry had fucked her very well indeed. She did have special comments on how
good he was at eating pussy. She asked if I trained him to do that or was it
his first wife. I decided she was ready to learn a little more about our
family make up. And I told her how Anna had confided in me that she was the
one who taught her son the fine arts of loving a woman. Well, she can still
be shocked, even after last night. Wait until she hears that my daddy is
just about as good.
Sharon did say that Jerry was no Burt but he was a very good lover. Now I
would have said that the other way around. I guess it is best this way. I
didn't tell her that I think Burt ranks third, behind my daddy.
What a wonderful, widening, incestuous family I have.
Thank you again Kelly.
Oh, my husband thanked me later for his gift. He thanked me to another
beautiful climax.
Chapter 25 My Husband Fucks Sissy, My 13 YO Cousin
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Jerry and Sissy are in the kitchen having a late breakfast. He has taken a
few days off. I let them sleep late. They looked so precious snuggled up in
my favorite spoon position with Jerry's arm across her. I just looked at
them and thought a few years down the road. This wonderful man like that
with my own daughter. My little Jenny.
He loved his gift, but looked first at me with his often stated "Are you
sure?" look in his eyes. I just smiled and nodded. "Now, go unwrap your
gift. I love you."
I should let Sissy be the one to tell you all about it. But I will say it
was beautiful, the way he didn't rush a thing. He made beautiful, sweet love
to this precious vibrant, seemingly innocent, yet so sexy, and irresistible
young girl. Like it should be with a couple's first time together.
In the middle of the night I woke up to see them in that spoon position. She
was lifting her leg and fumbling with her hand at her crotch. She was trying
to guide the head of a sleep hard into her. He began to wake with a
"Mmmmmmm?" Still groggy, he was probably thinking it was me, as we have done
so often before.
Then his eyes were suddenly open and he looked across her at me, as I smiled
at him. He soon shifted and she had him in her again. It was beautiful,
Kelly. Just beautiful. She closed her eyes and smiled as he began a slow
rhythmic motion in and out of her. As they became more aroused, she pulled
off and rolled onto her back and tugged at him. "Fuck me, Uncle Jerry. Fuck
me good again. Pleeeeease."
He was between her legs and she was guiding that lovely hard cock into her
again. With it pressed in to the bottom, he looked at me and mouthed a
"Thank you." I just lay there and watch until I saw her little tummy start to
do a roll, and her tight little pussy noticeably clinching around that shaft
of manhood moving in and out of her. She was shuddering and moaning with a
very beautiful climax, then he was pressing firmly in he and with small jerks
I knew he was once again filling that cum hungry young lady. They relaxed
with him still in her. When he rolled off, I couldn't resist. I sucked that
thing into my mouth and cleaned it off good before shifting the that
delicious cum filled young pussy. I got up for the bathroom. When I came
back they were both asleep in that familiar position again. I just stood and
stared from who knows how long, before I came down and made coffee.
At breakfast, Jerry was sitting at the table in his robe when Sissy came in.
I asked what she would like to eat. She stopped and looked at him and then
surprised us both as she ducked down and was under the table opening his robe
and pulling his dick into her mouth. Well I guess that answered my question.
I set about fixing them both eggs sunny side up with grits, ham, and fresh
baked biscuits. Somebody was going to need all the strength they could get
for the day ahead. I could hear the moans and grunts behind me. Then there
was a slurping sound. It seems someone has taught her to drool a guys cum
back onto his cock and then slurp it back up and lick it all off of him. She
came up wiping her mouth and licking her lips just in time as I was getting
their breakfast on the table.
Uncle Burt got in from California yesterday. Haven't seen or heard from them
since a brief visit before they headed for Sharon's apartment. I guess I
will have to wait for them to come up for air. I called the shop and the
girls are there and everything is fine, they assured me. I'll swing by later
and see if they need anything. I gave them orders not to call Sharon.
Well, I can hardly wait to see this girl with my daddy now.
Chapter 26 Daddy-Daughter Relationships
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I liked your summation of our daddy/daughter relationships. You are right
about the differences between us in that regard. Mine and Daddy's was never
based on a need really. If it had, then it would have found a way much
sooner. Daddy and I always had a very good, very close relationship that was
never based on sex. We had that from as long ago as I can remember. I can't
remember things from when I was Jenny's age, of course, but as I watch those
two, I like to think that was what it was like with me and Daddy even back
then. Losing Mom just made the relationship that much more close and
special. THEN came the sexual desires. And that's what they were, desires
rather than needs. Something we wanted, as opposed to something we felt we
had to have.
As we finally realized, they were mutual desires, yet neither of us knew the
other felt that way for all those years. Sounds like a lot of wasted time,
but like you have pointed out, if we had started back then, what would it be
like for us now. Could it possibly have turned out to be as wonderful as it
is now? I have to doubt it. No one can know for certain, but I am so glad
for what we have now, that I would not trade it for all those "wasted" years.
Have I told you that I love that man? Such a strong, very real love, yet it
in no way takes away from the love I have with Jerry, anymore than the love I
share with Jerry takes away from what Daddy and I have. It's just different.
Like you also said, it's not just because it's incest, but for us it's
because we have a strong love for one another. That's what makes the
difference. Our love for one another. Me and Daddy, or me and Jerry. The
fact that Jerry and Daddy have such an amazing understanding of me and my
feelings for each of them is almost unreal. They built a great rapport from
the start, when Jerry went and talked things over with Daddy before asking me
that second time to marry him. They have respect and admiration for one
another, and it makes for a most unusual and fantastic relationship. As you
said, it's love that defines our relationships, not the incest nor anything
else. Love.
How that will eventually play out with our offspring, only time and the
children will be able to tell. Ideally for me, I want most of all to see my
daughters in a good loving relationship with their daddy and/or my
father/grandfather, hopefully involving sex so we can all be together openly
as a family.
Much like what you are talking about with me and Jenny, is the reason I
became friends with Donna. She was going through the same thing I could see
myself having to deal with someday. She had a teenage daughter who, like
Jenny shared the same father with her mother. If you remember, that wound up
being what they called "A Celebration of Debbie". She gave her virginity
lovingly to her dad, and later that same night gave herself to her
grandfather, whom she had a lovely, close relationship with. It was a few
weeks later when her mother felt she could handle the truth about her real
paternity.
It was disturbing to her at first, but her mother gave her time alone to
think things through, and it all worked so beautifully. At least I know that
it worked for someone else, so hopefully we can maintain a good
mother/daughter relationship and be able to work it all out for ourselves as
well. There will come a day when I will have to tell Jenny about her true
paternity. Imagine a young girl trying to work out those complicated
relationships in her mind, so different from what she has always known
before. Not only her daddy/daughter relationship, but in Jenny's case, she
will learn that her uncle she has grown up with is also her half brother. It
boggles the mind sometimes thinking it all through.
As for my young daughter Jenny and sex. I don't expect either of her dads to
try anything with her before she is the one ready and eager to have it but
then you never know what will happen. Hopefully it will be something like
what Sissy had with her family. I don't see her having anything to do with
their semen, not oral nor anyway at all, until that time although I think the
guys might be having other ideas. She doesn't know, of course, but she has
already had her initial taste experience. I told you about my naughtiness
with putting just a dab of Jerry's fresh semen on my nipple when she was
ready to nurse a couple of times. Well, she didn't reject it.
She looked up at me with the same sparkle in her eyes as always. There was
just no way to tell if there was an extra quality to that sparkle or not. I
would not be surprised in the least to learn someday that both of my
daughters are cumaholics just like their mother and their grandmother. Is it
in the genes or in the jeans? It's an acquired taste to say the least, and
they may never know, without someone telling them, just where they may have
acquired it.
I can also relate to what you have been saying about sex and kids. Based on
my own experience, it's one thing to watch kids and adults enjoying one
another, but when it's two of the kids together, it really does have a
beautiful "innocence" about it. Strange word for it, but I think you get
what I'm trying to say there. One thing I have observed that may seem odd.
Those siblings I have observed who are involved with each other in such a
special way, seem to have the best sibling relationships other than having
sex also. Better than most I have seen. I remember Sissy making such a big
thing out of her bratty little brothers not being bratty at all anymore. You
and I didn't grow up with siblings, so that's a little out of our field of
expertise.
Well, I do have siblings now, but I don't think we will have too much trouble
between us. I suppose Jenny and Billy will have their moments just like most
kids growing up together. And between me and Jenny, it will be more Mom and
daughter differences. There's already a bit of "Mine" going on at times with
those two. It's normal, and I actually love it. I just have to discourage
it at times. Ah, the trials of motherhood. I think maybe that covers
everything I wanted to touch on. If you think of anything else, just let me
know.
I love you, Janie
Chapter 27 George & Lucy - and Family
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Hi Kelly,
We had dinner with the couple from my past that I told you about a while ago.
Dinner itself wasn't fancy - dad. Texas Roadhouse. The food is good, and
service is great, especially for the guys. They have the cutest waitresses
in town and they wear the shortest and tightest shorts. Our men could hardly
keep their eyes off those fabulous legs flashing as they scurried around. I
get a kick out of the set up here. Next door to Texas Roadhouse is Hooters.
That gives the guys a choice of boobs or legs. Why do the ladies get left
out? There are a few restaurants in town that have some really cute young
male servers, though. Most likely college students, just like the girls.
That's one more nice thing about having a big college in town.
The dinner conversation started out a bit slow, but then I let it be known
that Jerry knows all about my former life...everything. Another good thing
about our choice of eateries. The noise keeps the folks at the next table
from overhearing your conversations. We didn't plan it for that purpose, it
just worked out that way.
Then Lucy and George both began recalling some events that could have been
embarrassing if I hadn't known my wonderful husband could handle it, which he
did quite well. George was recalling how delighted he and the other men were
when they saw that I was so good at orally satisfying them.
Then it did get embarrassing when Jerry chimed in with, "She's the best,
alright. She does the most fantastic blow bangs." then he went on to tell
how I confine it to family and a few very close friends who are like family
now.
That opened the Pandora's box of incest. I had to field a number of
questions on my participation in that. Once they were satisfied, I guess,
that we were actually involved in very loving incest, the two of them began
to open up. Well, it's not like these were total strangers or that forbidden
sex was not already on the table, so to speak. I mean, given my history with
the two of them, we started with sex swapping between couples as a given in
the conversation.
So, anyway, as I told you before, they have three children. Michael 15,
Sandra 13, and Ricky ll. Yes, all of them. Lucy even told us, somewhat
delightedly, about Ricky's dry fucks when he first started fucking her and
Sandra. I took it that Michael was already ejaculating his first time, but I
didn't pursue it.
They said it began when they caught Michael and Sandra playing with each
other, but they hadn't fucked yet. Just exploring. I believe she said
Michael was 13 and Sandra 11 at the time. They decided it was family sex ed
time, except they left Rickie out of it, feeling that his time would cum soon
enough. And it did. From what I understood, they did a thorough job of
explaining things to them and then demonstrating before allowing on the job
training. Lucy said they discussed the pros and cons of how Sandra should
surrender her precious virginity. George, maybe somewhat surprisingly,
suggested that it might be good for the kids to give up their virginity
together. He told us he thought at the time that it could be a very good
memory for them to share the rest of their lives.
This was all coming about because of their interest in one another anyway.
Once they were assured the kids understood what would be happening, such as
the pain for Sandra, they asked if she and Michael thought they could handle
it. They said Michael was not happy with the thought of causing his sister
pain like that, but if she was willing for him to do it and she could handle
it, and they could enjoy it so much better from then on, then he really would
like being her first and her being his first.
I'm so used to the fathers in our family doing the honors, that I found it
even more titillating to hear how brother and sister did it together. Lucy
said it surprised them all when Sandra smiled at Michael and said, "Alright,
brother, bust my cherry hymen." Her mother said she later confessed that she
and her girlfriends had been talking a lot about it all, but she said none of
those girls had their facts all straight. She said she was the first in her
group to actually do it.
Lucy and George seemed to enjoy retelling the details. One would say
something and the other would chime in with his or her rendition, or a little
more detail than the other was sharing. I had to wander how many people they
had told this to. It seemed a bit strange since Jerry was like a complete
stranger to them. Lucy had become my best friend in the swinger group, but
we hadn't talked in so long.
A lot of things did start coming back to me was we got reacquainted. I can
well remember how she got up so close watching her husband fuck my mouth that
he pulled out and stuck it in hers for a little while before switching back
to mine and feeding me his man juice. George asked if I remembered a later
session where he started fucking Lucy and I got close and let him pull out of
her pussy and into my fucking mouth. That brought other watchers and I had
to do it again a couple more times before George shot his load and I
swallowed. As I think back on it, I was a real porn queen. It was live
action porn all the way.
Well, all we did that night was get reacquainted. It just never did jell
into a swap. I think that possibly all the talk about the kids tamed the
savage beast within each of us for the time being. We, of course had to brag
on our girls, but without any of the sex-ed stuff. They don't know that
Jenny is my sister as well as my daughter. They might never know. Why would
they need to?
It all ended with, "We just have got to get together again." We'll see.
This was the first time Jerry has had the opportunity of talking with anyone
from that fucked up stage of my life. He seemed to be pleased. He sure
fucked me good that night. Well, I guess that's not so unusual, so I don't
think I need their help in getting him horny.
Love you,
Janie
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Dear Kelly,
One of the things that's bothering me about going any further with George and
Lucy is that I'm not so sure Jerry and I want to get involved with other
people's kids. I'm also not exactly anxious to get to "the top" of that
august group. Would you like to?
Jerry and I like what we have now. If we get involved with this couple,
would that somehow bring them into the fold with what we have now? That
would get to be too much like some swinger group of the variety that my first
husband got me into. As it is now, we are like family. It's all our genetic
family together with Kaylyn and her dad and her in-laws-to-be. I just don't
feel that kind of kinship with Lucy and George.
Love you,
Janie
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Dear Kelly,
Lucy did call. She seemed to have become infatuated with my "dreamy hunk of
a husband." She commented on how sweet he is as well as handsome. She also
mentioned noticing how much he loves me. She said there's something about a
man that much in love with his own wife that she finds irresistible. I had
to wander for just a moment if George is lacking somehow in that department.
I don't remember him quite that way. Sure he was quite taken with my oral
skills, but I always got the impression then that he was very much in love
with his wife.
Anyway, she said she could see it in the way he looked at me, and so often,
while we talked. And I thought he and George only had eyes for those lovely
legs parading back and forth waiting tables. Not really. I can somehow tell
when he is looking at me the way he does. Lucy just didn't know how thrilled
I was inside at the time. That man could have said spread 'em and I would
have right then and there, and just because of the way I knew he was looking
at me. Have I told you that I love that man?
The thing is now, that we have another horny woman noticing my husband's
natural charm. It's not something he does on purpose to entice the ladies,
it's just the way he is. How in the world some other lady had not snatched
him up before I got my chance, I'll never know. I guess someone had reserved
him just for me. I'm so sorry about Celia dying the way she did, but I'm so
thankful that she kept him happy while waiting for my turn. I have a special
place in my heart for her. I think of her as still being a part of him
somehow. No matter what we have, I believe, and rightly so, that she will
always be a very important part of him. It had to be a very real love, a lot
like ours. There's room in that big heart for both of us. That's my man.
Actually, I'm quite aware that one thing that helped me hook Jerry was him
learning about the incest in my life, and how it would match his own so well.
We are the perfect match if there ever was one. However, I still think it
was mean of him not to tell me about that, and let me find out in
conversation with his mother the very first time I met her. I have Celia to
thank for that, too. It was when I told Anna how well Celia had taught her
son the fine art of loving a woman. I'm so glad she was able to take that
and open up with me about the fact that it was not Celia who taught him so
wonderfully well. It was his own mother. When I recovered from the
surprise, I was so delighted to learn my man was doing the same with his
mother as my father was doing with me. Let's see those dot com matching
services beat that. All it took on my part was letting my dad knock me up,
and then telling my new boyfriend about all about it. Quite simple really.
Anyway, Lucy suggested we have dinner with them at their house. I countered
with the idea of them coming here instead. I said that way we wouldn't have
to get a sitter for the girls, to which she responded that theirs wouldn't
need one. Right. You know where my mind went with that one. I left it with
her to think that this way we would not have to explain any possible all
nighter to the sitter, but I didn't express it that way. What it really was,
was a bit of a defensive tactic to keep from winding up in any possible
situation with their kids before we are ready for that...IF we ever will be.
Like you said, if it's right we'll just let it happen naturally. More
later...
Love you,
Janie
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Hi Kelly,
As I've been recalling, Lucy did seem to show more interest in my first
husband back then than most of the other ladies. More often than not, she
would be the one entertaining him while I was entertaining several other
husbands and boyfriends, including hers. Maybe she just has a thing for my
husbands. LOL Then again, maybe it's me. As I remember, she was the first
one to lick her husband's cum out of me. The memories coming back are
amazing.
Maybe she's a bit like someone else I know. Maybe she just has a thing for
husbands...anybody's. Only she likes it the way you and Steve have become
more comfortable with...swapping.
As I remember, every time she would lick her husband's semen from me, she
would stay with it long after she had consumed all that he had left there.
Almost always to orgasm. I'll keep that in mind if things do get started
with us now. They're coming this Friday evening. Maybe we'll all be cumming
this Friday evening.
No. I would really rather they not being the kids this time. I think we'll
wait for that when and if we go to their house. If they do want their kids
involved, they can easily set things up there. We'll just see how things
progress this time first. Take it a step at a time. The kids will still be
there and they will still be kids for awhile longer.
Love you,
Janie
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Hi Kelly,
I believe you have been wondering about our recent experience with my old
friends from my former life.
George and Lucy came over that Friday evening as planned. They were
surprised that our girls were not here. Lucy said she was looking forward to
seeing what I had produced. She "just knew that they must be adorable."
I explained that when I mentioned to Daddy and Judy about them coming over
for the evening, they insisted on us letting the girls spend the night with
them and their little Billy. What I didn't share with them was that Daddy
got a bit antsy about what would likely happen when he found out who they
are, and their connection with my past. He warned me about getting too
involved with folks from that era. I assured him that I understand what he
was talking about and that I would be very carefully about things going too
far. His loving and thoughtful wife told him that I am quite capable of
handling myself. I love my "wicked-step-mother." I gave her a quick kiss and
said, "Thanks, Mom." That lightened the mood, even for Daddy.
They also do not know, and don't need to, that Jenny is his daughter, and he
may have been feeling just a little protective or her. Kind of reminiscent
of his protection of his older daughter all those years.
I was serving my special meatloaf with potato salad, mixed veggies, and fresh
baked yeast rolls and a garden salad. I had baked a blueberry pie to serve
with vanilla ice cream afterward. Lucy came into the kitchen to help me get
everything on the table, while the men relaxed in the den. I had to be a bit
curious as to what they were talking about as they got better acquainted. I
asked Jerry later. Surprise, surprise! It was mostly about me. One of the
things was George's appreciation for me helping Lucy learn to become at ease
with swallowing and how she even began to enjoy it. I had created another
cumaholic. Is sex the only thing men talk about while their wives are
preparing to cater to their other appetites?
Fortunately we found other things to talk about over dinner. Lucy asked for
my meatloaf recipe, of course. I tried without success to determine if she
was being polite and using that as a compliment or if she really wanted to
learn something else from me.
Lucy helped me clear the table and when we got to the den with the guys,
George was regaling my husband with vivid details of one of my experiences
under the chandelier in that big foyer with the stair case that circled
around up to the second floor and the balcony overlooking the area below. My
husband of that time, liked to get up there and look down where he had me
position myself directly under the chandelier, right in the center of the
foyer. He told how I would kneel there on a cushion totally naked and he and
the other men would all gather around me, all of them usually all quite naked
also. Some stroking their cocks as they gathered around me watching for
their chance to get close enough for me to take over the cock stroking chore
for them.
Of course he had to tell how they were all also looking for a chance to get
those hard cocks into my busy mouth. I would stroke and suck, suck and
stroke. George said, "Talk about multitasking! She was quite skilled for
eighteen years old. She was fantastic!" I had never heard of multitasking
back then, and yet it seems I was good at it before it became a popular term.
I saw the grin on Jerry's face. Yes, he knew what I could do alright, and
that I still can.
“Sorry to interrupt, guys.” Lucy went straight to Jerry's chair and sat on
the arm. "Has my husband been telling tales out of school about your wife,
Jerry?"
No one spoke in reply, only grinned. She looked at George and said, "It
looks like my husband has gotten a bit aroused talking about his memories of
your wife."
I turned on some soft background mood music. A record I had placed on the
turntable earlier. Then I went and sat by George on the couch. After all,
isn't that where this whole thing was headed? It didn't seem that Lucy had
any intention of taking too long getting down to it. I saw her leaning with
one arm around Jerry's neck and the other hand drifting into his crotch.
"Someone else is turned on by talk about you, too, Janie. You still have
that affect on men, I see. And you're not even naked yet."
Another lull in the talk, and then, "Should I get things moving?" It was a
rhetorical question, as no one could answer before she was up and her hands
went quickly to her skirt, which was soon on the floor around her feet. Then
came the button front blouse. She was wearing a push up bra that enhanced
the cleft between her generous boobs. From the look, I figured she needed
the extra support in holding those things up.
When she backed up to my husband for him to do the honors of unhooking her
bra, I watched as those things drooped a little, but not as badly as I was
afraid they would. She's kept herself up pretty well. She tossed the bra at
her husband and stood in front of my husband, hooking her thumbs in the sides
of her lacy bikini panties. She looked back at him before sliding the
panties down her legs, which stayed straight as she bent over at the hips,
giving Jerry a good view of what she had between her legs. Her legs were
quite good, even though they were a little heavier than mine. When she
straightened up she tossed the panties into my husband's face. Little did
she know that he was not turned on by that. I always toss mine across the
room at times like that, or just step out of them, leaving them on the floor.
He likes it either way, but not in his face. He likes his face in a good
pussy, but first hand.
She sat on Jerry's lap and announced that it was my turn. "You may not be
eighteen anymore, but you've apparently been taking real good care of what
you have. Let's see, girl."
Well, at least I wasn't having to keep up the conversation. LOL "George has
been talking about how fabulous you still look. He said, maybe even better
than ever." I took that as my cue and said that a compliment like that should
be rewarded. Whereupon I got up and did my strip. I moved a bit slower,
more in keeping with that background music, but I soon had everything off.
You know how I love getting naked in front of men. As soon as I had bared
all, I squatted in front of George, spreading his knees apart. I started
opening his pants and soon had his already hard cock out. I almost said his
"familiar cock," but actually it wasn't all that familiar at all. I couldn't
have distinguished it from any of the many many cocks I had back then along
with this one. I got lost in the shuffle, but I didn't tell him that. I was
complimentary and actually said, "Mmmmmmm, I remember this." Liar. With a
few strokes, and looking delightedly (habitual liar) at it, a kiss and a
couple of licks, it was soon inside my mouth.
"I just knew Janie would be the first with a cock in her fucking mouth." With
that Lucy was up and pulling at my husband and helping him get his clothes
off like she was in a hurry for something. When he was naked, she pushed him
back into his chair, stepped up on the cushion on either side of his legs,
and lowered herself onto his hard cock she was holding pointed straight up.
Maybe it was a bit catty, but I actually was surprise that she could still
perform such a maneuver. Regular practice, I supposed. My old friend was
fucking herself on my husband's hard cock, the one I observed at that moment
that I would really rather have in me...in my pussy or my mouth or anywhere,
but in me rather than the one I was left with, and definitely would rather
have in me than in my old friend. As mine and Jerry's eyes met, I knew we
were of the same mind, but neither of us was about to let on to our guests.
End of round one.
We were all still quite casually naked when I served the pie and ice cream
along with coffee. Wouldn't you know that someone would spill blue berries
on himself. Yep! George. I didn't bother deciding if he did it on purpose
of not, but I knew what he most likely was hoping for as he looked at the
spill on his loser belly, just above his semi-hard cock. I went and leaned
over and licked up the blue berries. After all, I had worked hard on those
things, and I was not about to see my hard work go to waste.
There was suddenly another hard that I wouldn't let go to waste either, and
there I was in the middle of desert, sucking his cock again. I didn't bring
him off, though. After demonstrating my expertise in that department once
more, I pulled back and patted his cock and said for him to save that for me
later. Besides, I liked the vanilla ice cream on my blue berry pie. If I
wanted other cream on them, I would prefer my own husband's, or
Daddy's...both of which I have had, by the way.
That brought the talk around to the arrangements for the night. As a good
hostess I invited them to stay for the night if they didn't have to get back
home to their kids or anything. Surprise! They didn't have to get back.
There was no school the next day and Lucy even went so far as to say that the
kids would very likely all sleep together in their king size bed with the
daughter sandwiched between her brothers, and most likely DP'ing her. My
mind tried to process their young daughter doing anal at her age, but I did
not ask. She also said that back when we were together, she never would have
dreamed of someday having such a wonderfully incestuous family.
That lead to more discussion of how their kids fit into their sexual
lifestyle. They never mentioned a network like you describe, Kelly, but once
they were having sex with the older son and their daughter, Lucy said it
seemed only natural to share them with a few of their closer swinger friends.
Some that I probably knew, but I didn't ask. I mean, how do you get your two
cents worth in with such a one sided "conversation?" I could only get one
cent at a time in. I honestly did not remember Lucy being this much of a
chatter box. So, the answer, without having to ask it, was that they would
most assuredly have offered us their kids for sex if they had been here.
Yes, before they left the next morning they did insist that we come to their
house next time. Next time???
We wound up with Jerry and Lucy in the guest room and George with me in our
room. George liked the large new walk-in shower Jerry had a friend install
for us. Yes, he just had to try it out...with me. Afterward, he called his
wife and told her she just had to see this and try it out. He told her he
wants one like it. I detected a bit or reluctance on Jerry's part that I
hope they did not see, but my husband joined her. They dried one another and
pranced off naked to the guest room with Lucy tugging my husband behind her.
I don't think she even noticed her husband banging away in me as they passed
us, but my wonderful, loving husband did. I was kind of glad Kaylyn and Bill
were spending the night with her dad.
George snores! Big time! It suddenly dawned on me that having had sex of
various sorts with him so many times, I had never actually slept with him
back then. I do have a few things to be thankful for in those experiences.
LOL
He fucked me, not made love with me, and rolled over and was out like a light
before I could have an orgasm. I didn't even bother to masturbate to have
it. I was just not that turned on by this old friend. I remember him as
better than this back then. More caring and more interested in how I was
doing. He would even ask me back then if I was holding up alright with all
that they were doing to and with me. I always assured him that I was just
fine. There was real concern in his attitude back then. What happened?
Well, he woke up during the night and I had to blow him. Notice the wording.
I "had" to do it, not that I wanted to. My, how things can change.
Jerry's night wasn't much better than mine as we compared notes the next day.
We were good host and hostess though and took good care of our guests.
Now the question is, can we get out of their invitation graciously? One
little thing does make if more tempting, of course. You guessed it. Their
kids. Should we...can we...will we? I cannot get the picture of their kids
out of my mind. When I had asked if Lucy had a picture of their kids with
her, she proudly produced one of her daughter on her hands and knees between
her two brothers, with one in her mouth and the other in her pussy. They
were all smiling at the camera, even though the daughter's smile showed
mostly in her eyes...her mouth was too busy. I could not imagine that a
mother would carry around such a picture of her kids like that. Just maybe
we should not get that involved with this family.
Jerry's impression is that the best part of the whole experience with them
was getting to hear more about me and my earlier experiences. My horny
husband loves that. He loves me! And best of all, he never lets me forget
it...which I could never do. Have I told you that I love that man?
Well, maybe we will both just get horny and go anyway. It would be a
different experience for both of us.
Again, we haven't actually sat down and discussed it, but I have the
impression that Jerry was no more thrilled with Lucy than I was with George.
Actually, as I think about it, he seemed to be more interested in hearing
George talk about fucking me than in him fucking his wife. You know, I think
I could fall in love with that man. Madly in love. Is he ever going to get
a good loving tonight!!! Mmmmmmm! Maybe before tonight. LOL
I would have to drag more out of my husband about Lucy, so there's not much I
can say there, except about that incessantly wagging tongue of hers. That's
another thing that's changed about them. She should spend more time holding
that tongue out for the guys to cum on it, than using it to chatter on and
on. Works for me. LOL Doesn't work for me when chattering on and on at the
keyboard, though. Who wants guys to cum on her fingers? LOL
As for why I went through with it, even a bit grudgingly as you said, I'm
basically a polite and courteous woman, and once I was into that initial
discussion with Lucy, I never saw my chance to graciously get out of it.
More credit to that wagging tongue. Also some credit to a nagging curiosity
inside me. You know what they say about curiosity.
I know that George's interest in my back then did affect Lucy to some degree,
as demonstrated by her desire to become a swallower like me. Jerry did say
that she swallowed his cum and smiled at him when she sucked him off while I
was otherwise engaged and not observing. I don't think her chattiness was
due to intimidation at all. I think she has become one who wants to be more
in charge, and being the one dominating the talking accomplishes that for
her. Somehow, I think she must have been the one who took charge in the
sexual initiation of their children. Pure speculation there, though.
Relax. I haven't spurned their invitation. I firmly intend to approach our
cumming visit with them with an open mind...as best that I can. The one
thing that has me nervous, of course, is their kids. I won't speculate on
that because it would only serve to bias my thinking there as well. I don't
want to build up false expectations, either good or bad. Just let it
happen...IF is does. I just wonder how much Lucy will be coaching them ahead
of time. I'm sure she would like to empress us with their performance. She
has no idea of what they are up against in that department, or course. She
does not know, and I hope she never will, about our incestuous lifestyle.
Believe me, any kid would have a tough time measuring up to our extended
family kids. As I said, I will do my best to keep an open mind going in.
Another very real fear I have is that one or both of them will share some of
this with other "old friends" from my past. I know they do still swap with
some of them. She didn't actually say it, but I gathered from what she did
say, that they were into swapping the kids as well. I expect to hear more
about that, either from Lucy or the kids, when we get together again. We
haven't set a date yet, but when we talked last, I could tell that Lucy is
anxious. Remember, they are still active with others of our former group, so
they will have to work us into their schedule. Again, I'm very nervous about
them talking with some of those folks about us. I did ask them not to, but
you know how that can be. I could have just been planting the idea for them
to consider.
One of the things with the kids is that all we have known up until now have
been family, kids I have known since they were born and I held them and I
changed their diapers. They have been incest experiences, complete with a
caring and loving of sharing a special joy with one another. This will be
strangers using one another just for the sake of sex. A bit too much like my
former life. Wait! This IS related to my former life, isn't it. There we
go with that one again.
Love you,
Janie
********************
Hi Kelly,
Well, we did it!
We went to George and Lucy's house for dinner. It may sound a little catty,
but I was surprised that she is very good cook, and well assisted by her
thirteen year-old daughter, Sandra. George had steaks on the grill when we
arrived, but (and don't tell the guys we know) that's the simplest part of
preparing a great meal. The only real skill in that is getting the fire
right and making a pretty good guess as to when each one is done to the taste
of its intended consumer. Guessing is the best you can do without cutting
into it and doing damage to an otherwise choice piece of meat. As you've
heard me say before, red meat is not a staple of our diet. I stick mainly to
the white meats and sea foods, with only an occasional serving of the red
meats. I have nothing against red meats as long as you don't overdo it, like
too many folks do. Remember, from the age of twelve, I took responsibility
for my father's good health, so I learned to set a good and tasty, but
healthy table.
Okay, so this isn't "Kelly's Kooking Korner." On to the more juicy stuff.
Pun intended. LOL
Following a delightful meal where it seemed everyone cleaned their plates and
qualified or desert, Lucy offered two choices. However, young Sandra
gleefully intoned, "I know what I want to eat for desert." She was looking
straight at my husband. Michael (15), looking straight at me, :) chimed in
with, "Me, too! And I have a special desert for her, too." All doubts about
sex with their kids flew right our the window. "Mommie, can I have chocolate
syrup on my ice cream?" Young Ricky (11) knew what he wanted, too. LOL But
wait. "After I finish, can I fuck Miss Janie?" Didn't I say he knew what he
wanted? It was right then that I decided what I wanted. Yes, I wanted that
sweet, spontaneous, adorable eleven year old boy. All trepidation was
suddenly gone.
Lucy rescued the moment with the assurance that the deserts would keep until
later when everyone might enjoy them more. However, she admonished her
offspring that we should take a little time to allow our delicious meal to
digest a bit. With that, Lucy put away the few leftovers and her army of
helpers quickly had the dishes all loaded in the dishwasher and turned it on.
Wow! Will I be able to train my daughters to help like that? I'm sure they
will. After all, they ARE MY daughters, hopefully in more ways than one.
Time will tell.
I was shushed away from the kitchen chores, so I joined the men in the den.
George said that we must surely have some idea of what the evening's
entertainment would be like after the kids' display of eagerness. "Janie,
have you ever been fucked by boys the ages of Michael and Ricky?" Before I
could respond, he followed with, "I do remember you taking good care of the
sons of some of the men back when. But weren't they around sixteen or so?" I
responded affirmatively, but went on to say that I have since then had boys
in the twelve to fourteen year age range also. I did catch myself and not
include that they were family boys. I was still adamant about not getting
these folks involved with our family circle. I also reported that I had
never had one so young as his eleven year old, but I was excitedly looking
forward to it. Did I really say that? Well, someone said it because it was
ringing in my ears for the next half hour, it seemed. It rang out again when
that hard little penis was pointing directly at my juicy bare pussy. We'll
get back to that.
When the others joined us in the den, they weren't settled in long before
young Sandra once more lead the way. She had settled in beside my husband.
Surprise, surprise! She quickly had her hands in his lap and was soon
opening his pants. She had a little trouble getting his already hard cock
out, so she told him straight out, "Take your pants off." Such an order from
such a sweet looking young girl. With that she stood and was quickly out of
her clothes and totally naked, without an ounce of hesitancy in front of
everyone there. She wasn't a seductress. She knew what she wanted and she
was going for it. I glanced at her mother and father. They were both
grinning from ear to ear. Proud parents.
Sandra didn't wait for him to take his shirt off. Only his pants and shoes.
Like I said, she wasn't a seductress, she was on her knees between my
husband's legs and had his wonderfully hard cock in her mouth without even
kissing or licking around on it first. The way she went after that thing, it
sort of surprised me when she jumped up and spread her slim but shapely young
legs his and straddled him. She held his rigid cock in her little hand and
lowered herself down onto it, impaling herself right to the hilt. She had
been playing with her pussy with one hand while sucking him, so I'm sure she
was juicy enough because that thing went so smoothly into what looked like a
tight little young pussy. Experience, surely played a part in that, also.
I noticed young Ricky looking a bit longingly at his naked sister, but before
she had impaled her slim young body on my husband, he said, "Ain't she
pretty." "ISN'T she pretty!"
Yes, his mother was paying attention. I toned in with, "Yes, she is. Very
pretty. You like seeing your sister naked, don't you?" "Yes, Ma'am, but I
want to see you naked, too." With that his eyes were mine. I glanced around
once more and his parents were still grinning with pride. With that, I
decided I was not going to let a thirteen year old girl have all the fun. It
was when my bra dropped that I noticed the pupils in his eyes grow larger.
Yes, little motherfucker, take it all in. It was so exhilarating, just
showing myself totally to this little boy. I can't remember a boy that young
ever seeing me in the nude before. The surprising part was that I knew at
that moment that I could get used to the idea.
My thoughts turned to another little boy growing up, that I dearly hope will
see all of his big sister someday. I hope so much that he will want to look
at me naked, and do more than just look. Enough of that. Back to the one
who was actually turning me on at that moment. Young Ricky hadn't begun to
undress himself until he saw my boobs and saw my hands slip into the waist of
my panties and pause. I stopped and smiled at him questioningly. He was so
cute getting out of his clothes in a hurry. He tripped but caught himself
getting out of his pants. He recovered quickly from his moment of
embarrassment, as I threw my panties in his face. With young reflexes, he
caught them and, whoa! He sniffed them before tossing them aside.
"Mommy’s pussy has hair all around it. I like Mommy’s pussy a lot and I
really like fucking her better than anyone, even Sandra, but I think I like
clean, bare pussies like yours best for eating. Yours is so pretty it makes
me want to kiss it and lick on it. I like fucking Mommies, but I don't like
feeling all that hair with my mouth. I like yours and I want to lick it and
fuck it, too."
One more honest, unpretentious vote for bare pussies. "Well, you just help
yourself, young man, and I hope you find it as delicious as you think it is
pretty."
I just loved the look of hunger on his young cherubic face. If anyone had
ever told me that an eleven year old boy knew his way around a pussy the way
this one was demonstrating, I would have had my doubts. Or, that one so
young could turn a grown woman on the way he was this one. He knew to start
off with my breasts, fondling, kissing, licking and sucking, before trailing
his kisses down over my body and kissing and licking all around his eventual
target. He even took delightful time in the hollow between my thighs and
vagina. That young tongue felt so good. He took sweet time probing my juicy
slit, shoving his delightful young tongue as far in me as he could reach and
all around it. I could tell he was straining to get as much tongue inside me
as he could. All that luscious attention before his probing tongue finally
found my clit. He demonstrated unexpected skill in licking, sucking, and
gently nibbling on that hard and very sensitive little piece of my flesh. A
sensitiveness that he had skillfully enhanced.
Okay, so I had to change my mind about some preconceived ideas concerning his
mother. I learned later that Lucy was shaving when she first started
teaching him how to eat a pussy properly, but had let the hair grow out
later. He was eight at the time, and she also enlisted his then ten year old
sister as a teaching aide. Three years of experience with real pussies, and
only eleven years old. He told me he really liked eating his sister's pussy.
He said she orgasms so good when he eats her pussy. More than when he fucks
her. His eyes lit up when he talked about her orgasms. Yes, he looked up at
me with genuine pride after he ate me to a lovely climax. Would I ever let
an eleven year old boy eat my pussy again? Would you?
While young Rickie was enjoying desert, I glanced...only briefly, mind
you...over to see young Sandra bent over with my husband stroking in and out
of that juicy pussy (quick mental note: When Jerry cums inside her, I just
have to get to her and lick it all out of her), and also saw Lucy sucking on
her 15 year old son. I didn't really notice at the time, but later I saw
that George was the only one being left out, and he was simply stroking a
hard cock while watching the sex circus going on as if for his viewing
pleasure, his live porn show, staring his own children.
When my eleven year-old cunt lapper was finished with desert, he wasn't
finished with me. He was quickly between my legs, which I raised and spread
for him, and as I mentioned earlier, the smallest cock I have ever seen
intent on fucking me was poised right in front of me pussy lips. I took it
in my hand and looked at it with what I hope was seen as an admiring
expression. I stroked it a little, then on sudden inspiration, I tugged at
it, encouraging him to bring it up to my face. He managed to get up where he
could fuck my mouth with it. Just a little of that and I pulled back and
told him, "Now fuck me with that thing, stud." I had one happy little boy
fucking me for all he was worth. It was nothing like what I have been used
to, but it did feel very, very good. Once more, I'm sure that my most erotic
sex organ was playing a part in what I was feeling
"Daddy, hurry and get naked. I want them to see my daddy fucking me."
She had only been fucked three times so far. Not enough for a horny young
slut like the daughter of my fucking friends. She reminded me so much of
Candy's eagerness the first time they visited us after she became a fuck toy
for her father and brothers. I remember watching her and thinking it was
like she had discovered something she had been missing out on and she was
desperate to catch up. Young Sandra was no different. How did I miss out on
it at that age? I know. Because we lost my mother all too soon. I just
know she would have soon given me to her husband, my daddy. Can't be crying
over spilled milk, or unspilled semen.
Sandra was tearing at her father's remaining clothes, and quickly had his
rigid cock in her little hands, then in her mouth, and then she was on her
back on the cushions that were thrown on the floor, with her legs open wide
for her father to enter her. He dutifully kneeled down between his daughters
lovely, slim and shapely young legs and her hands guided her father's hard
cock into her.
"Yes, Daddy. Fuck me. Fuck me hard. Show them how you love fucking your
daughter. Fuck me, Daddy."
Was she playing to her audience, or was she genuinely that horny for her
father to fuck her silly? Who cares? It was lovely to watch, and I looked
at my husband with a big smile. I asked him later if he knew what I was
thinking at that moment. He did. Someday. Some beautiful day. I looked
again toward our porn show, and I saw my oldest daughter and then my
youngest, being loved so wonderfully by this amazing husband and father.
Time doesn't always fly, but it will get here soon enough. Until then, I can
watch these other young girls being fucked by the most precious and loving
daddy any girl could have.
Too much going on at one time to keep it all in absolute order, but when his
kid brother had dumped his first cum load of the evening inside me, Michael
came over with dick in hand, already quite hard after having fed his mother
her desert.
"Can I have sloppy seconds?"
"You can have me, any way you can get me. Fuck me, Michael. Fuck my horny
pussy. I've been wanting to feel that hard thing inside me all evening."
Well, there was some honesty in that. It was one of the hard things I was
wanting in me, and while the first one was nice, it just wasn't quite up to
bringing on another climax to match the surprising oral one his kid brother
had so skillfully induced. Hmmm. I wandered if older brother had been
taught to eat pussy by his mother, too. Michael was not up to the standard
of Denise and Harry's twins in terms of size, but he definitely had something
special there for the ladies.
I was so horny that it didn't take him long humping that fine piece of young
manhood in and out of me, before he sent me over the edge. I opened my eyes
to a sweet smile. He knew he had done well. So did I! And I told him so
with a wide eyed, "Wow!" A brief pause and then, "I just might be envious of
your mother and sister, Michael." Wow, again. I thought he would last longer
than that, especially after already unloading in his mother's mouth just
moments before. But sure enough, I had my second load of boy juice of the
evening inside my horny body. Now all I needed was for my loving husband to
come and fuck my brains out.
However, it was a naked and familiar George who stood before me offering me a
cock the next size up the ladder from the former two. I laughed lightly and
said, "I know what you want, but first dip it in here with your sons' semen."
He did, and then I did. Once again I was sucking the cock and swallowing the
cum that I remembered from long ago, but this time initially flavored by the
semen from his two sons.
I was disappointed when I realized that I had been kept so busy that I did
not get to retrieve my husband's love juice from young Sandra's lovely little
pussy. However. There's that word again. Later I was reveling in watching
the loving sex going on between brothers and sister. That is such a special
thing to watch. Young brother and sister making sweet, innocent like, young
love together. That's how it started out, but after awhile there was one in
her pussy and the other in her mouth, and then they traded places. Young
love had turned to pure sex.
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Did I tell you about Ricky ejaculating at eleven. Yes, it did taste good, as
I think you already know. Just the idea of it being so "fresh" made it seem
all the more delightful, I'm sure. The "freshest" mouthful I have ever had.
LOL
He fucked me twice and I blew him twice that night. Between him and his
older brother and their dad, my pussy and mouth were nice and busy that
night. I only had one load from George, because his daughter insisted on
showing us how he cums in her young pussy. I don't think I told you that I
did get to eat her daddy's cum out of her, even though I had missed out on my
husband's. I was otherwise delightfully engaged when he spent his load in
her. When her young body settled down and I had all of her daddy's cum I
could get out of her, I looked up at him and told him that I always did like
his semen, but it was at its best mixed up inside his daughter with her
delightful juices. Sandra smiled big time. No, she never did get to eat my
pussy that night, as with two men and two boys, she was in demand. Maybe
next time. Yes, I said next time.
Lucy has called and this time she wants us to sleep over. I told her, "Only
if I can sleep between your boys." She said Sandra wants to sleep with my
husband, so that leaves her stuck with her own husband. Actually, I thought,
with the way they have been so busy with others, that might just be a nice
novelty for them. LOL It could be a good time to contribute something
special to their own marriage. Maybe I can use that reasoning to justify us
going, and getting more deeply involved. Right!
Jerry is also kind of eager for a return engagement. He didn't fuck Lucy
that time. He dumped a load in Sandra's pussy and another in her mouth. My
man!
So, when a young boy announces that he wants to fuck you, you have at least a
little understanding now of how Denise has felt when her twins came to her
saying, "Mommy, can we fuck you now?" She said they did it again one
afternoon recently. She still gets that same feeling from it, even though
they have grown up so much since the first time she was surprised with it.
She knows they only do it once in awhile now, as a special memory for her.
Aren't they sweet?
*******************
Kelly,
Now that you mention it, young Ricky did seem to show a bit of pride in the
others watching him fuck me. Especially his mother and my husband for some
reason. He looked at both of them several times while he was humping in and
out of me. Actually, he came out quite often, but I discovered something
about that. When that hard little thing made it's way back inside me, it
really hit my clit good on the way in. MMmm! When I think about it now, is
it strange that it seems I was getting more from less? You've been there.
What do you think? Like we've said before, it's not how much you've got so
much as how you use it. I think this is a little extreme in that regard, but
it kind of makes a point. LOL
If his phone sex call wasn't enough, his mother called one day and asked if I
would be home for awhile. She wanted to stop by. Yes, in walked young Ricky
right behind her.
We exchanged the usual greetings and then Lucy turned to her son and said,
"Didn't you want to ask Janie something?"
Are you ready for this?
"Miss Janie, can I fuck you now? I want to so much." I looked quickly around
at my daughters.
They had no idea what was being said or what was happening. "Jenny and
Cindy, this is mommies friend, Miss Lucy. Would you entertain her for a
little while? Show her where to get a drink and share some of those brownies
with her, and you can have some for yourselves, too." I whispered to Ricky
where to find my room, and then waited a moment as if trying to fool my
daughters about what was about to be going on. Where is my life going? I
was actually sneaking around my daughters to have sex with a boy nearer their
age than mine.
When I got to my room, I had barely closed the door when I was baring myself
for my young lover. He was getting out of his clothes as quickly as I was.
I was amazed at the excitement in the air. I was quickly on my knees and
sucking on that hard little dick while his hands found and fondled my tits.
He showed experience in the way he caressed the globes and tweaked my
nipples. Mmmm! A little of that and I threw myself on the bed in wild
abandon, calling for my young lover to fuck me. He did, and he bent down and
licked and sucked on my breasts. One and then the other, all the while
driving that little cock in and out of me.
Yes, I did have a lovely orgasm before he shot his little load. In the
excitement of the moment for both of us, it was actually on one of those
slipped out thrusts and just as he hit my clit going back in that he began to
cum. Some spilled, but his thrust drove him back inside where the rest of it
spewed while he held still, and I felt his body jerking. He had the sweetest
smile, and I hugged him to me and kissed him, very passionately. Something
that had not happened that first time. Yes, you could call it a lovers'
kiss. After the kiss, I reached down and scooped up the semen he spilled on
my clit and licked it from my fingers. He had the most precious grin on his
sweet little face. Then I pulled him up to straddle my face and took his cum
flavored cock in my mouth.
Without letting it out, I asked him if he could give me another load of his
lovely semen to eat. "Some yummy for my tummy." He giggled and said yes,
with what seemed like a sense of pride. I lay there with my head on the
pillow and let him fuck my face. The only thing missing was that there was
no deep throat. Maybe in a few years. Then it hit me. Was I really
planning or hoping for a long term engagement with this young stud? Where
could that lead? To my daughters?
When they had gotten home, he called me again to tell me how good it was for
him and how he hoped I enjoyed it too. I assured him that I did. He told me
he was sorry that he didn't eat my pussy. I told him, "Next time, Sweetie.
Next time you can eat all of me that you want." Yes, I said that, and yes he
will. You can have your one night stands, Kelly. I'll take my returning
lovers...even a young one.
I think it did feel a bit more erotic with George taking sloppy seconds to
his sons in me, than I remember it being with him before. It's that most
erotic sex organ working overtime again. Without that amazing mental
activity, it would be more erotic to take a shower than it is when some men
are fucking you. That's a reference to some of the jerk's friends, and not
to my current lovers. That is because of the very thing I'm talking about
here. There is something special about each of them that my mind can work
with. Isn't it strange that men like looking at our other sexual parts, but
never seem to consider what is going on within our most erotic organ. Would
they react the same if they could see our minds as they do when they see our
boobs, or our legs and butts, and of course these pussies? Just the thought
of them looking at all of me turns me on, maybe as much as it turns them on
to see me.
Strange as it may seem, all overt activity with the adults stopped while we
watched the kids going at it together. Sandra had her own little private
gang bang going, and she was visibly enjoying it. I was sitting next to my
husband and we were caressing one another softly. I glanced, briefly, and
saw George and Lucy doing pretty much the same. I guess it's sometimes
allowed for married couples to enjoy their own spouses in such a setting.
That won't get us kicked out of "Family Fuck Club" will it?
Jerry has mentioned that he would like being with young Sandra again, but he
hasn't given any indication of broadening his horizons with more young pussy.
That opportunity may not even come up for us. Who knows? A couple of months
ago we would never have expected what has already happened. We'll have to
cross that bridge when we cum to it. He did seem to enjoy telling Daddy all
about her...in detail. How many men can say that their best buddy, and the
one they talk openly with about their sex lives, is their father-in-law? As
we observed once before, I married my father, even though I didn't realize it
at the time. One might say that I had "married" my real father when he
impregnated me. I love the fact that I have been blessed with both
scenarios.
I talked with Lucy about Ricky's infatuation with me. She says he was quite
impressed with me because I had such a good orgasm from his ministrations.
None of the other mothers in their group do. ??? And the nine year-old girl
doesn't. It makes him feel so grown up and special for me to orgasm like
that for him. I'll certainly have that in mind the next time I'm with him.
Whether that will work for or against the orgasms, I'm not sure. If I see
that I'm not about to go off with him, should I fake it? He's so sweet, I
would hate to disappoint him. I'm not used to having to fake it now. I used
to with the swinger group and the jerk's "friends" sometimes. Sometimes I
just wasn't concerned enough, but other times I felt obligated to "perform"
for my husband. There were a few, like George, that I faked it once in
awhile because I liked them better than my husband's fellow jerks. So, I do
know how. The question is, should I? Help!!
I've given it a lot of thought...surprise, surprise...and I really feel like
me feelings about Ricky are based on more than one thing. One, of course, is
having a live performer in the place of my fantasies about little Billy. I
other words, he's a substitute for my half brother. If Billy were suddenly
old enough I would drop young Ricky in favor of him in an instant. Another
thing is the sweetness of the orgasms he has induced in me. It's so
surprising. If this boy likes giving me an orgasm, just think how he would
feel about the very orgasmic Candy if he ever got to eat that sweet pussy and
fuck her. I'm sure I would lose my new boyfriend quickly. LOL Hmmm! Sounds
like a lovely thing to see if the opportunity arises. Candy has never had a
boy younger than her. She's so taken up with and by older studs. Partly,
also, I think there is a bit of the novelty of the whole thing. It's so
different. Once that wears off, if it does, things will likely change in
that regard. Anyway, I don't think that lady "is long gone." I have it
figured out that this is only a very temporary infatuation for both of us.
However, this all has me wishing he would call and ask to come over. LOL Am
I incorrigible?
Those new conquests work very good for you, and I love hearing about them.
Which reminds me, you haven't shared any of those lately. As for me, I like
my return engagements. While I do like having someone new in my entourage, I
like that I begin to care about them. It's a love thing. I motto is,
"Whatever you do, do it in love." Realizing, of course, the different types
and levels of "love." For me, it's so different from my former life, now that
I do it all with love in my heart.
******************
I think I figured out the difference between what has happened with me and
Ricky and what didn't happen with Sandra and Jerry, is what I remember from
that night now. Jerry never did "make love" to her. Looking back, after the
fact, it was almost uncharacteristic of him. Sissy, Candy, Carol and Tracy,
all "fell" for him, and for Daddy, because they made love to those girls.
Jerry only had sex with Sandra. Very good and enjoyable sex on both parts,
it seemed, but just plain old pure sex for the sake of enjoying sex. I'll
have to watch for that more in the future. My husband seems to have a side
to him that I haven't knowingly witnessed before. Not a bad side, just
different strokes, so to speak, if you pardon the pun. Well, after all, he's
had several girls her age that I would put above Sandra, even though there
seemed to be nothing lacking in that girl's sexual arsenal, and she's such a
cutie.
When I talked with Lucy, I complemented her on her training skills. Both
sons and the daughter as well are very well versed in the sexual arts. She
told me how that when Ricky was first starting out, she and his dad would use
Sandra to teach him the various places, and what to do with each one. She
said his dad would demonstrate on his sister, and then have him copy what he
saw. The touches, the caresses, the kisses, and yes the penetration. She
seemed to delight in spelling it all out for me with details. Neither of
their boys are any match for Denise's twins, but George and Lucy have done a
better job than I would have given them credit for before. While I do have
fond memories of them as opposed to some of the others in my past life, they
were not really all that impressive. I suppose they matured along the way
like the rest of us. LOL Just raising the kids would have made some
differences in them, with or without the sex. Viva la sex!
I am mulling over the idea of other families in Lucy and George's group, I
still feel I should wait for them to bring it up and make such an offer. The
question is, what will we do if the offer does cum? As I said in the
beginning of this letter, that woman is still very much here. LOL
Having Ricky spend the night with me here sounds quite tempting, but the
hotel thing would be a bit overboard, don't you think? I would have to take
him out of town somewhere, and I definitely couldn't show off with him like I
enjoy doing with the men. I'll think more about inviting him for a night of
debauchery right here at home.
Anyway, I can see his interest in me starting to fade already, because he
talked so much about that nine year old girl again on the phone. Their
mothers were getting together for coffee and the other mother brought her
daughter along. Those two played in his room while the mothers talked. From
his description, they did it all, over and over again. Even a hotly
described 69. He even talked about fucking her tight little ass for her
first time. I told you about him fucking his sister's ass when he and their
brother DP her. Now he wants his or her brother to help him DP this girl..
A nine year old girl in a DP? I didn't say that to him.
Somehow, I heard someone on the phone say something about how exciting that
would be for her. It was a woman's voice and I was the only one on that line
except for Ricky. I can't tell it the way he did (like WOW!), but he said
they were fucking in the missionary position and her legs were up with her
knees near her flat chest. He looked down when he came out of her pussy and
saw that cute little ass hole. He put his hard dick against it and looked
into her eyes. He said she looked a little worried but she shook her head
without saying a word, so he shoved himself inside her. She had seen him
fucking Sandra's ass in those DPs, so she knew what he was going to do. She
winced (I forget the words he used, but that was the word that came to my
mind), and let out an "OH! OH!"
He said he kept going in and out of her real slow, but pushing all the way in
(the whole thing - LOL), and her Oh, soon turned to an "Mmmmm!" Well, I guess
this girl won't have the qualms that you do about that. LOL I won't ask him
to fuck my ass, but if he decides to try it he's welcum to.
I'm still determined to wait for Lucy to suggest meeting with another family
rather than me ask her. I've thought of various scenarios with that. IF I
should decide to go along with it, one thing I would prefer is for Lucy's
family to be there joining in, too, rather than her setting us up with
complete strangers. I know that works good for you and Steve, but I can't
see us being comfortable with it.
Ricky will always be special in my memories because of how surprisingly good
he is. It's almost unnatural the way they have trained that boy. Denise and
Harry started teaching their boys when they were twelve. This boy's training
began at nine. By the time he is fifteen, he may be as good as the twins,
but not yet. It seems the training methods used are similar, though. Using
mommy and sister as training aides. Before you ask, this Saturday. They
want us to go on a picnic with them at a private lake they have access to.
*******************
Now what was it that I started to tell you about? LOL I did wear more than
just the sundress, but not much. Have you tried a C-string? I brought some
with me to give to Lucy and Sandra. Sandra was quick to strip down
completely and put one on. She paraded around in it for a moment then ran
from the room. She wanted to see it in the mirror. When she came back she
gave me a hug and a kiss. Then she settle in her Daddy's lap to watch the
"floor show." Her daddy loved it. That was still the only thing she was
wearing when I left, but yes, she was wearing it. LOL But she did have her
daddy's cock out and was stroking it almost absently as she talked with the
rest of us.
Oh, you wanted to hear more? It was Saturday and Michael was out on a movie
date, and they planned to walk over to the mall afterward, where his dad
would pick them up. Only Sandra and their parents were there to witness my
scene with my young boyfriend. No bra, so I pulled the dress down to flash
my young lover. He stepped over to me quickly and grabbed one in each hand
and kissed both nipples. Then I turned and hiked up the back of my dress and
bent over at the knees. Yes, that's a little too high for him, but as I
planned, I quickly dropped to my knees and assumed the position, with my head
resting on my arm on the floor. I reached under me and snapped the C-string
out of his way. That left my butt up in the air with my pussy lips
protruding enough to give Ricky a good idea what I had in mind. He was out
of his pants in a flash and he got up behind me and shoved that little thing
right in.
I was able to look around and smile, and his face was beaming as he looked
around the room at his audience. He couldn't quite hit the spot, but it felt
so good. Just the idea of what we were doing was almost enough to drive me
over the edge, but not quite. After he fucked me for awhile, I looked around
at him, then put my hand back to my butt with a finger just touching my
puckered ass hole. He got the message and quickly pulled his pussy slicked
dick from me and I took it in my fingers and placed it at the spot. He
shoved himself in my ass and renewed his fucking strokes. It didn' take long
for him to start cumming in my ass. When he finally pulled out I turned and
patted his butt and told him to run clean it off for me. He did. When he
got back, I was still on the floor and I took his lovely, still hard dick in
my hands and fondled it and kissed it before taking it in my mouth. When I
had swallowed his second load of young semen, he had me lay back on the floor
and he straddled my body and went down on me. I couldn't quite reach his
dick to make it a real 69, but he seemed determined that it was my turn, so I
lay back and let him gorge himself on pussy juice.
After a bit, he changed positions and got between my legs with my knees up
beside my boobs. He was working so beautifully on my pussy lips and my clit,
with an occasional quick flick of his tongue just barely touching the ass
hole he had just fucked. Ooooh! I know how you feel about that, but you
wouldn't want me to leave anything out, I'm sure. You can at least enjoy
hearing about your friend feeling such things. An eleven year old, expert
cunt-lapper. Yes, it was a very good orgasm, and my young lover was so proud
of himself. I pulled him to me and we kissed, a tongue tussling lovers'
kiss. I could feel his still hard horny dick poking me, so I swung around
and sucked it again for one more special load of tasty boy semen. I felt
kind of proud myself, having gotten my young lover off three times.
The sundress never came off, so all I had to do was snap the C-string back in
place, shake the dress down and I was on my way. The only trouble was that
Jerry called and asked me to stop at the store to pick up a couple of things
for the girls. I wasn't sure about that sundress with no bra among the other
shoppers. One thing nice though, was that there was no pantie line showing.
I hate seeing those on other women and try hard not to show mine. At least
the dress was not sheer like a couple that I have that need a slip. Yes, I
do wear a slip with those...most of the time. Maybe I was just a little
self-conscious, but I did seem to get a few more stares than I usually
notice. I almost always get at least a few. On rare occasion, I do notice
that one of the men staring is one I recognize from my first life. I simply
ignore those and move on, as if I didn't see them at all.
So, thanks for the suggestion, even though I did modify it some. As I
remember, I modified several of your challenges in the past, too. Mostly to
make them work our better for my personal situation. However, they were your
ideas. Thank you, Sweetheart.
*****************
OK Kelly, here are a few more details...
I called first to be sure they would be home, but I didn't say anything then
about what I had in mind.
Ricky answered the door and we exchanged a quick smooch. Isn't that what
"lovers" do? LOL Now I have to remember details that far back. I went in
and we exchanged greetings all around, and as George came over for a quick
hug and kiss hello, I reached for his crotch and sure enough, he as already
getting an erection. I whispered in his ear while we hugged, something like,
"Sorry, Sweetie, This one's just for your horny little son. But you should
stay and watch." He did. He didn't seem to mind watching at all once that
hot young daughter of his perched on his lap in nothing but that C-string. I
did notice once that his eyes were on us while one of his hands was resting
on her lovely leg and the other hand was fondling a budding booby. Lovely
sight, but my main attention was elsewhere.
Lucy just sat there with a glass of iced tea and watched all the action. If
she got horny enough to masturbate at all, I didn't notice. I forgot to
mention before that just before I left, Ricky told me he was going to see
Sheri that night. Note that he didn't say their families were getting
together. It was all about him and his younger sweetheart. Horny little
kid. Juggling two sweethearts, at both ends of the age spectrum, and didn't
mind one knowing about the other. LOL Does he have the makings of a grade A
stud or what? I'll have to ask him next time we talk if her ever tells young
Sheri about what he does with me. NO, I am not jealous, just curious.
Actually it would be a relief knowing he has a stronger feeling for her than
for me. I know that I'm just a passing infatuation for him. They could be
sweethearts for a long time. I'm just having some good clean fun with the
boyfriend bit, and partly going along with my husband's teasing. Playing out
the fantasy.
I have no idea who fucks Sandra the most. Very likely her older brother or
her dad. I do know that she sometimes sleeps with Michael, but also with her
dad and with Ricky. Add to that those of other families that she sometimes
sleeps with, and the girl doesn't much need a bed of her own.
I've toyed with the idea of borrowing Sandra for my husband sometime, but I
haven't cum up with the right scenario yet. Maybe the ribbon and bow gift
set, but then he's already been given that present. How would it be if he
discovers her in our shower when he comes home from work and I suggest he
freshen up before dinner? Or she could be perched naked in the middle of our
big bed. Or, better yet, if I leave the girls with Judy, she could greet him
at the door when he comes home...either totally naked or in one of those C-
strings I gave her. One that I gave her has ruffles around the front frame
on the inside, which covers things but leaves a ready access route, like a
slit crotch pantie. Just some naughty thoughts that have run through my
mind. Of course it would all depend on whether Sandra wants to or not, and
if her mother will loan her out like that.
Love,
Janie
Chapter 28 - Trip to England
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Hi Kelly,
Did you even try to guess where we were? Well, I'll just tell you, because
you would have no reason to even suspect where we were. England. Where I
have wanted to go ever since Daddy took me once when I was a teenager. It
was a very brief trip then but I really loved what I saw and always wanted to
see more. Well, there's still so much more that I would love to see and do
there, but at least now we have a contact and more reason to go again.
Actually there is so much to see and do that even those who are born and
raised there and live their whole lives there, never see.
It was a marvelous trip, but the down side was that we had to be away from
our precious daughters. It was quick notice and the girls are just too young
to get anything out of the experience anyway, so they stayed with Granny and
Granddaddy. I just love calling a woman five years younger than me "Granny."
That's what the girls call Judy, but I can't imagine where they got the idea.
LOL She enjoys it. She's such a good sport. Well, that's what she gets for
marrying their grandfather. Let me tell you that it was heart wrenching
being away from those two for the first time, for more than a night or
two...which is always bad enough. I missed them so very much. There were
times I wanted to forget the whole trip and get back on that plane and head
home to them. Life is that way, so I suppose I had better get used to being
without them once in awhile. The day will come all too soon when they move
out to live their own lives, hopefully with a man a lot like their loving
daddy and granddaddy.
Now for why we went.
Jerry has a English friend from his college days that he has stayed in touch
with, They have gotten together on a few occasions when his friend, Charles,
came over here. I got to meet him briefly when he visited with us a couple
of years ago. We only had a long lunch together and he was on his way.
Jerry had never been to England to visit with him, though. Charles contacted
Jerry and invited us to visit with him and his wife at their estate in the
Cotswolds, near the beautiful little town of Chipping Campden. I won't try
to regale you with my many thoughts about this wonderful little town. Just
know that it is an adorable, quaint old town, much like it was centuries ago.
There are no shopping centers or malls on the outskirts of town. You walk
down the old, sometimes cobblestone streets, along rows of old buildings
looking like they always have, except for the small signs out front that tell
you a modern business is located behind those ancient fronts.
We were near enough to places like Stratford-on-Avon and Warwick to do a bit
of touring. We had tea at a little shop with indoor and outdoor seating. We
sat outdoors and watched people go by. Across the street was a Starbucks
that looked like Will Shakespeare may have had a latte there. It was just
down the street a little way from his birthplace. Warwick Castle was
amazing.
Enough travelogue, unless you ask me. LOL
Just a couple of years ago, Charles inherited his father's estate where
Charles had grown up, but hadn't lived there since his college days. He
isn't a titled gentleman, but he is well respected, as was his father and
those before him. He is call Master Charles by the household staff and some
of the locals that we met. A place like that has to have a staff to take
care of it all.
The estate is basically a sheep farm as it has been for centuries. There is
additional income from investments his father and grandfather before him had
set up, along with what he has accumulated in his own right. And all this
time I thought my former in-laws were wealthy. The manor house dates back to
the 16th century, but it has been updated inside with modern electrical and
plumbing fixtures. Stated simply, it's a dream house. I love the large open
fireplace in the main living area, and there is still a large open fireplace
in the kitchen, complete with adjoining brick oven, across the room from the
modern appliances. I couldn't get enough of this place. I'm glad we have a
standing invitation to come back again and again.
One thing I was especially interested in was that Charles knew Celia, Jerry's
first wife who died of cancer. When I say he knew her, I mean he really knew
her, before he introduced her to Jerry. I won't bother you with the details
I learned about her, but I can tell you that I admire that woman even more
than I already did from what I had learned from Jerry's mom and dad. I never
knew what special shoes I was stepping into. I know in my heart that he must
have loved her a lot like the way he loves me. I'm not talking about his
sexual expertise. I'm talking about how he loves in his big heart, and how
he shows that love. Celia was very special, and I know she helped mold him
into what I am so richly blessed to have now. I'm so thankful for her taking
such good care of him while we were waiting our turn.
Charles' wife, of only two years, Jeanne (pronounced as zhahn or Shawn), is
an absolute beauty. She's the personification of beautiful. Because of her
looks, she was shuffled into modeling, but found it was just not her thing.
She doesn't have the temperament for it. She is too sweet and loving a
person for that game. She is so sweet that she simply draws you in without
trying. She has the most perfect figure to go along with everything else.
She's sort of on the petite side like Denise, but Denise has more in the boob
department. Believe me, I could live with what Jeanne has there...happily.
Nice slim hips with gently rounded ass cheeks. Again, so nearly perfect.
Legs and dainty feet that were made for a stocking ad. Yes, I did watch my
husband looking at her.
Later, as we were talking about her alone, he told me that Jeanne is
extremely pretty to look at, but that I am still the most beautiful woman he
has ever seen. I'll never ask if that even includes Celia because I would
never want to compete with her, only to compliment her and carry on the best
care of our man that I possibly can. I had noticed a look about him when he
would gaze at Jeanne, but also how his look changed when he looked again in
my direction. His eyes changed somehow and the look on his face and in his
eyes said, "I LOVE YOU." While we talked about that he held me close and
looked into my eyes and told me how glad he is that I love him, because he
loves me more than life. Have I told you that I love this man? Yes, that
did lead to a wonderful time of making beautiful love together.
To add to the whole picture, Charles is quite handsome and in excellent
physical shape. Trust me!
Having said all that, you most likely want to know if we had sex with this
fabulous couple. We had been there five days before anything like that took
place. I was enjoying everything else so much, believe it or not, I really
was not thinking of how I might get that very desirable man into bed and into
me. Nor was I thinking about my husband fucking that picture of beauty. It
all actually sort of slipped up on me. Jerry and Jeanne were talking
together and Charles and I were talking together across the room when he
began telling me how blessed Jerry was to have had two such beautiful and
desirable women in his life. Having been sexually intimate with his first
wife, before she became his wife, he assumed that I must be just as great in
bed as she was. The look in his eyes was saying more than his mouth was by
that time. This was the man who has the most picture perfect woman as his
loving wife, and he is hitting on me. Well, it worked! Jerry says he's
still not sure who made the first subtle move between him and Jeanne, but it
had the same eventual effect. Charles even told me at some point along the
way that he was taken with me that brief time we were together over lunch.
He says he knew then that Jerry was one very lucky man. Kind of turns a
girl's head.
Jeanne and I had already talked about our men. Imagine that. I had bragged
about him being the most amazing lover ever, and that there is only one other
who comes even close to his expertise with loving on a woman. Ooops! Yes, I
caught myself before having to tell who that other man is. You girls know
him as my father, but I didn't think Jeanne needed to know that much about
us. Well, it turns out that while her husband was hitting on me, she was
telling my husband the wonderful things I had told her earlier about him.
She just had to find out for herself. Well, I could certainly never blame
him for his willingness to fulfill the desires of that vision of loveliness.
And, I have to tell you that she was impressed. "Is there anything he
doesn't know about a woman's anatomy, or her desires, and what she will
respond to?" My answer was that I have never found any, and we're nearing our
fifth anniversary. Are we all so much alike that men like Jerry and Daddy
can literally know every woman?
I won't go into the whole sexual part of our adventure because I want to wrap
this up for now and get it to you to make up for my teasing note earlier.
Let me just briefly tell you this much. It was amazing to see that pretty
little sculpted face wrapped around my husband's hard cock, and those big
bright eyes smiling up at him and at me with her tiny mouth so full. Also,
Master of the Manor not only has excellent taste, he tastes good, too. It
was all so wonderful. Like some strange dream cum true.
One more. While we were in London I got to ride the Underground again. I
remembered being so amazed with it as a young teenager. It was the first
time underground for this south Georgia girl. One train we were on had a
recording of a lady's voice that, between station announcements and such,
kept saying, "This is a Piccadilly Line train to Cockfosters." I told Jerry I
wanted to go there and see if they'd let me foster a few cocks. He said it
wasn't that kind of place. :-( Oh well, it was a nice thought while it
lasted. LOL
We made several side trips to different places, such as Hampton Court Palace,
where I just had to imagine myself as Henry VIII's number seven. I like to
think I could have made him very happy without losing my head over him.
(pause for groan!) Did you see "The Other Boleyn Girl?" I noticed it was on
TV right after we got back, so with all that we had seen and learned recently
at one of his palaces, we just had to watch. I missed some of it because I
did get a bit distracted by my own lover who was right there at hand...and
mouth, etc. You know how that goes. Nothing on screen could ever compare to
that. One thing I learned from the movie that I didn't pick up on in history
class or at the palace, was that Elizabeth was born of his mistress that he
never married (I suppose she could be considered number seven), and she was
the older sister of Anne Boleyn. Is fucking your wife's sister before she is
your wife considered incest?
Sorry about the history lesson there, Teacher. One more "side trip." Now
where was I?
Among other places, we did make a couple of excursions into London. One was
pure unadulterated (pun intended) sightseeing. The other is the one you
would be more interested in. Charles is a member of a very exclusive private
gentleman's club in the London area. Don't ask me where. I was lost. I had
my head down part of the trip and didn't see outside the car some of the
time. No, I didn't finish him. Jeanne told me I should save it for
later...while she was nonchalantly stroking my husband.
The club has several sections for various activities, including the gentlemen
only lounge which Jeanne and I didn't even get to look into. I pictured
something out of those old English movies, like one I vaguely remember where
a woman did enter to the awed gasps and derisive comments of several stodgy
old gents. There were other lounging areas where escorts of the gentlemen
were allowed. Hmmm! How would you have liked that setting in your escorting
days?
There were different dining areas and more that we didn't see, but the most
interesting room was where Charles was taking us. I learned from Jeanne that
he had taken her there only once before. She was grinning at me as we
entered a large, dimly lit room where I saw a round black draped platform (as
in stage) in the center of the room. It was larger around, but not too high,
just enough for everyone to see, yet not too high to get a good view of
whatever went on up there. There was comfortable seating all around.
Chairs, sofas and love seats, as opposed to theater type seating. They were
arranged in a variety of set ups, rather than in a row, but they surrounded
the platform.
We were not introduced to other patrons at all. Not so surprising, I
suppose. When everyone who apparently was coming was seated, the lights went
down even more and spot lights lit up the center of the room. A man and a
woman entered quietly from either side of the room, rather sedately while
very soft and soothing music could be heard around us. They were wearing
robes and they walked up onto the stage, then looked at one another briefly
before dropping the robes to reveal two very hot body's that looked like a
perfect fit for one another. He was a bit large while she was more toward
petite, reminding me a bit of Denise and Harry. They came together for a
kiss and hands began to roam all over one another. The man was first to drop
to his knees where he soon had his face buried in her crotch. I couldn't
quite see, but he had to be licking and eating that lovely pussy. A nice
start, as I have often heard, "If you eat your woman's pussy well enough, you
can have just about anything you want for yourself."
That evolved into a beautifully performed session of what looked for all the
world like a couple making real love to one another until they each achieved
an orgasm. As they changed positions, I noticed some of the guests get up
and move around for a better view before settling back in their seats. The
guests were not allowed on stage at all. When the orgasms subsided and I
thought the show was over, two more men entered from either side of the room
and went up on the platform. The "love making" was over and the ravaging
began. The music was never loud, but it began to get more intense. The two
fresh men, each with large and very erect manhood, began to do all kinds of
things to the woman, to her quite evident pleasure. At one point she bent
over at the hips and one of the new studs entered her from behind (pussy, I'm
sure because of the ease with which he entered her), while she took the first
man's spent cock into her mouth. If they had lifted her legs, she would have
been like a pig roasting on a spit. That thought did enter my mind then
because we had seen a pig roasting on a large spit back at the manor.
They got into a variety of positions, complete with a three holer. One that
I sort of envied, but knew I would never be able to duplicate at home (I
could hear in my head, "Don't try this at home. These are professionals."),
was when they turned the girl upside down with the back of her head and her
shoulders on the floor and her but up in the air and her legs spread wide. I
have seen a porn video where the man fucks the girl this way, and I'm sure
there's one of two in your dad's collection that you have seen, however, this
time two of the men double fucked her, pussy and ass at the same time. Just
when I thought I was seeing it all, the third man got on the floor and slid
his legs between the feet of the other men and eased himself to where his
cock was just above the girl's face. You got it. Or, rather, she got it.
He began fucking that lovely face, and his cock was disappearing inside her
mouth. She, of course, couldn't move if she wanted to. The men were doing
it all to her, shoving all three hard cocks in and out of her. How could she
take that thing in her throat in that position? I was impressed and amazed.
Jeanne and I both got up and moved closer for a better look. Wow! When we
were sitting back down, I looked at our guys and shook my head and quietly
mouthed, "No fucking way."
There were gentler scenes where the girl went into orgasm mode big time.
Either they were real orgasms, or this girl was a fine actress. Of course
the men all ejaculated on her in various places. I suppose for proof to the
audience, like in porn flicks. One man shot his load into her open and
waiting mouth. Yes, she swallowed. The other two shot theirs on her lovely
tits and her flat tummy that we had watched undulating with her own orgasms.
Quite a show, and I was ready to go somewhere that I could be fucked. I
needed it big time. Charles had been fingering my wet pussy off and on,
while I saw Jerry doing the same with Jeanne. I was about to get up, but I
noticed the others were not moving. Then I saw a half dozen nude girls
entering the room. They were dancing slowly in tune with the music. They
moved around the room, stopping in front of the guests. They paid special
attention to the unaccompanied patrons. However, Jeanne reached out her hand
to one of the girls who took her hand and Jeanne steered her in front of my
Jerry (hers for the past three days). The girl stopped in front of my
husband, whose very hard cock Jeanne had fully out by then. I watched as
Jeanne held his cock pointed straight at the dancer's bare crotch. She
straddled him and slowly lowered herself onto him, impaling herself on my
husband. She didn't stay long enough for him to cum, but when she moved
away, my new friend was quick to take him into her mouth, where I could tell
from the obvious signs that he was cumming quite heavily. She devoured it.
Then I looked around to see other sexual connections taking place. I was
suddenly aware that I was neglecting my man of the evening. I raised my
dress, pulled off my panties, and straddled Charles, fucking myself on his
hard manhood. Unlike the dancer, I didn't pull away before he was cumming
inside me. Before he was finished, I was cumming with him. When it
subsided, I moved off and down to clean our combined juices from his slightly
less than hard cock. Bent over the way I was, I soon felt someone behind me.
It was Jeanne, her hands on either side of my butt, and she was licking and
eating the semen her husband had left inside me. That's when I noticed a
girl in a maid's outfit passing out warm, moist towels. They think of
everything. We cleaned up and noticed the dancers were gone and a few of the
other patrons had already left.
As we walked toward the door, I looked back at the stage with just a quick
thought of how I would love to have been on that platform for all to see.
Well, realistically, I could definitely not have performed that one feat that
we watched. I can settle for what I saw and had there, though.
Before heading home, we stopped for a bite to eat.
The limo was not one of those stretch things, but it had plenty of room in
back with two sets of seats facing one another. Charles and I sat together
on the rear seat looking and smiling at my husband and his wife as she began
to fondle his crotch. Jeanne and I were both soon out of our dresses and
once again, I was straddling Charles' lap with his hard cock deep inside me.
I looked around to see Jeanne doing the same with my wonderful, loving
husband. I also looked up to see the driver's face in the mirror. Yes, he
could see me whenever he glanced that way from the road ahead. It was a nice
leisurely fuck, as I fucked myself with his cock. I was a bit amazed that
she and I both got off like that, and not far apart.
After awhile like that, glancing back at one another off and on, it was
almost like on cue that Jeanne and I got off our mounts and moved around
switching places, where we each went down on our own husbands. It was the
best way to finish in the car. Clean and neat, just the way I like it. We
each ate what the other had built up in our loving, fucking husbands. Each
one tasting the pussy juices of the other mixed with our own husband's semen
as we sucked them clean. The rest of the ride home was nice and restful. In
fact I went to sleep in Jerry's arms. I think Jeanne did the same with her
own husband. That night we returned to sleep with our own mates. We had
spent the most of three days basically as the wives of the other woman's
husband. As good as it had all been, it was wonderful to be "home." As I lay
there snuggled in Jerry's arm thinking about that, my mind went to our other
home, and to our little girls that I missed so much. I went to sleep
thinking about them, and not about the sexual activities of the evening.
As I look back now, the whole trip seems so unbelievable. So much like a
dream that I just awoke from and realized I was right here all along. Well,
the girls missed us and Daddy missed fucking his oldest daughter, so it must
have happened. Oh, yes, my husband fucked my step-mother when we got home,
also. However, she didn't miss him quite like Daddy missed me. She had the
second best lover in the world all the while we were gone...and she had him
all to herself, without his horny daughter borrowing him. I can say that
with more confidence now, since I have had one from another part of the
world.
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During the trip, besides missing the girls so much, as you might expect, I
missed Daddy just a bit, too. When we got home we went straight to Daddy and
Judy's house to pick up our precious daughters. There were hugs and kisses
all around, big time. Then my daughters gravitated to their loving daddy.
Daddy's girls. Who can figure? LOL I took that cue and gravitated to my own
father. After some discrete looks and touches, we drifted off to a room
alone where I soon had that wonderful uncircumcised cock out and was
devouring it for a few minutes before lifting my skirt, dropping my panties
and laying back with my legs up and open wide inviting him into his loving
daughter. When he was firmly inside me, I told him how I had missed him so
much. I love so much the look in his eyes as he gazes into mine while he is
in me. I asked him once, and he explained that it was something he did with
my mother. I'm sure he does it with Judy now, too, but he began doing it
with me from the first time he made love with me, and that's so special to
me. While doggie style does have some advantages as far as pure physical
feeling (with men other than hubby and Daddy), my favorite with my father and
my husband will always be missionary because of the look in their eyes.
The thought of having my loving daddy inside me once again, along with the
obvious physical feeling, had me over the edge quickly. My orgasm seemed to
trigger his, and he was spilling his incestuous semen inside his oldest
daughter. As I thought of being his eldest, the thought briefly crossed my
mind about the possibility of him someday being inside his youngest daughter.
I didn't really want to dwell on that idea right then, so my mind raced back
to the reality of what was going on between father and daughter at that
moment. Actually there was nothing between us. It was what was going on
inside me. It felt so good. When he pulled out, I cleaned his yummy cock
off orally and then cleaned myself up some and we straightened our clothes
and rejoined the family. I was HOME.
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The girls are down for a nap and I was just remembering our trip. One thing
that comes to mind was our departure. I loved Jeanne's farewell. She said
she loved or visit and kissed us both again and wished us many happy returns.
That's the best use of that term I have ever heard. She really was wanting
us to return. We invited them to visit with us also, of course. Our
"private club" is not quite the same as the one in London, but I think they
will enjoy our style club. I call it our "All in the fucking family" club.
I'm sure our family circle will enjoy them, too.
Sort of makes me wish I still had my old house to kind of impress them just a
little. It's not a manor house, but it is impressive, at least it is now
that there's not some lonesome old divorcee living a shell of a life there
all alone. It's so much more alive now, with Burt and Sharon and Tina living
there. I like going there now more than I ever did while I "lived" there.
Well, to be honest, I did find it rather exciting those first few months of
my marriage. The possibilities I was imagining for children sliding down
that the banister of that great staircase, playing in there and in that huge
garden out back made me look forward to such great expectations. Those
dreams just faded in the bacchanalia that soon overtook the place. Even
today, I can't stand directly beneath that big chandelier in the foyer and
look up at it. It has nothing to do with a fear of the thing falling. There
was a time when I almost wished it would. But those thoughts can wait for
another day. I'm too happy right now.
Like you, I enjoy the all-nighters. I enjoyed playing Charles' wife for
three days and nights. It wasn't like I had run off with someone else or
anything like that, yet it had some of the same excitement. One strange
thing was never knowing just what the household staff was thinking about it
all. We couldn't exactly hide it the whole three days. I did learn that
some sexual shenanigans were not unheard of within the household. His father
had a chamber maid who took care of more than just the chamber, if you follow
me...and I'm sure you do. She had been with him and his wife for years
before Charles' mother died. As I understand it, she was taking care of him
occasionally while she was still very much alive, but even more so afterward.
Anyway, this woman met an American and married him and moved to the states,
whereupon, her daughter took over her "duties" as the master's chamber maid
until he died. Charles "inherited" her along with the estate. She was
caring for the master on a regular basis until he married Jeanne. There was
no indication of anything like that going while we were there, but Jeanne
told me that she still takes care of him, as well as her, on occasion. With
us there, I suppose there was no need for her special services. Charlotte,
the chamber maid, is a lovely young thing. Very early twenties, which would
have made her only in her teens when she took her mother's place.
Fascinating! Straight out of an old English movie. And "Alas, poor Yorick,
I know them well." Okay, so it's not an exact quotation from Willie S. Did I
mention before that we also got to visit Stratford-on-Avon while we were
there? It was a little disappointing that we didn't get to see one of his
plays, though. I'm not that much into Shakespeare, but it would have been
nice to see one of his plays in his hometown. The spears I like to shake,
usually produce something more pleasing than a musty old play. Now there's a
thought. How about blowing your husband, or someone else's, while Romeo and
Juliette are doing their thing on stage?
We did have tea and scones at a nice sidewalk cafe just down the street from
Shakespeare's birthplace. I enjoyed watching all the people walking by.
There was no traffic, and people were all over the cobblestone streets. I
was glad Jeanne and I were not wearing heels. I noticed a number of ladies
having difficulty with that. Some of them were wearing very short skirts and
the stumbling did draw attention to their lovely legs. One even showed nice
butt cheeks with what must have been a thong hidden between them...or was
there? Yes, Jerry and Charles both caught that one with cute grins on their
faces. When Charles said, "Very nice!" Jeanne playfully slapped his face.
Hmmm! Could some of that stumbling have been on purpose? I told Jeanne that
maybe we should step over to the little shoe store across the street and get
us some heels so our husbands would look at us. It was fun trying to imagine
things about some of their lives. People watching can be lots of fun. If
those people only knew what kind of thoughts I had about them. I can only
hope they would have enjoyed my rendition of their lives.
Across the street was a Domino's Pizza, but the building looked like it must
have hundreds of years ago...except for the small signs. I'm sure there were
changes inside, but we were not interested in pizza at the time, so I didn't
go in to see. Anyway, I doubt Willie ever went there for pizza, even though
he may very well have been in that same building for some other purpose at
times.
So much for the travelogue.
Chapter 29 - The Girls Of Stone Mountain
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Hi Kelly,
Trying to catch things up here. So here’s what I had written so far about
the girls' visit. This is difficult since so much of it is not first hand.
Our men folk went up to pick up the girls and spent the night sharing my
cousin's beautiful and hot wife...Denise. The girls were each sleeping with
their own fathers that last night before leaving. Fair enough. Our men did
get their turn on the way back. Their first turn with Tracy. Candy had told
her so much about these two fantastic lovers that she was very anxious to
experience them first hand...and mouth and cock. They stopped over for the
night at a hotel in Macon. Such a long and arduous, four to five hour trip,
they just had to get a good night's rest along the way. Right!
From Stone Mountain to Macon, Jerry drove with Tracy in front with him. That
left Candy in back with Daddy. Yes, she got mostly naked because she wanted
the truckers to see as much as they could. However, Daddy says she got back
into her seat belt quickly as she had promised her parents she would. So,
disappointing or not, there was no back seat blow job. All the truckers got
to see was a naked young girl. Tracy took notice of Candy's actions and did
the same. Jerry observed that Tracy was even more visible to the truckers
than Candy due being more exposed in the front seat. They could, and he said
at least two of them did, look down through the windshield right into her
bare lap. He said he would parallel them as long as he could comfortably, so
they could get a good look and the girls could get even more turned on by
their own display. He said Tracy even fondled her boobies and her pussy when
she knew a trucker could be looking down at her. Of course her playfulness
was not lost on my husband as he tried to keep his eyes on the road and
traffic. She told me she noticed the bulge in his pants and reached over to
caress it as best she could under the circumstances. At least they were
"practicing safe sex." LOL
When they checked into the hotel, Candy says the desk lady looked her and
Tracy over really good. I would like to know what she was thinking about
these two young girls checking into a hotel with two grown men so early in
the day. Teen hookers? They were dressed nice, in decent shorts and tops,
and not as obvious hookers. Well, no undies after their episode in the car.
They didn't bother putting those back on to get out at the hotel. Maybe the
lady at the desk could see that, but we can't be sure.
They got separate but connected rooms. Maybe not quite so obvious as getting
one room for the four of them. Those were set up family style, with two
queen size beds in each room. I was told that the girls were first to get
things started once they were in the rooms. They were all in one room and
the girls looked at each other and giggled and started stripping. When they
were totally naked, they went to the men and began undressing them...with
cooperation. They swapped partners from their seating arrangement in the
car. Candy took my Jerry and Tracy got Daddy. Like with Sissy and Candy, he
was her first uncircumcised cock. She, too, was fascinated with it. Daddy
said she took so long exploring it, fondling and kissing and licking on it,
that he was afraid he would go off before ever getting into that sweet young
pussy. He held out but didn't take long fucking her to have a beautiful cum
inside her. He said he realized he had not had enough time to get her off,
so he went down on her and ate her to what she called a very beautiful
orgasm. She was so surprised at him eating her pussy with his cum still
inside her. She said that made it even more exciting. I told her that I
know firsthand that it does add a little something to the experience. Been
there many times.
Meanwhile, my husband was fucking the delectable, and very orgasmic young
Candy. He stated with some pride, that he sent her into orgasm twice before
he flooded her pussy with his warm semen. When he was telling it, she added
that she loved the feeling, and that he is every bit the amazing lover that
her best friend had described. And at that time there was more to cum for
her.
They all cleaned up and dressed and went out for dinner at a nice restaurant.
Candy says they did draw some interesting stares from other diners. She
enjoyed it. The girls were dressed nice and not slutty or sexy. Jerry said,
they didn't need to dress sexy for the other men to want a second look, or
probably more. He said, in fact, some were downright staring. It was a
source of pride for those two men knowing they were having what a lot of the
other men were very likely dreaming of. Daddy said he even went so far as to
smile, nod and wink at one man he saw staring at Candy. The man quickly
turned, and Daddy wasn't sure if he ever looked their way again. LOL
We seem to have a tradition going here. We've done it with Sissy, Carol,
Candy and now Tracy. Candy had told Tracy about her family gang bang,
compete with an audience of the wives. Tracy was the one who asked me
excitedly if I would set one up for her like I had for her best friend. I
was able to get Jerry and Daddy, naturally, along with Harry, Bill and Gary
and their dad. Uncle Burt got left out due to prior engagements. At Candy's
got things started as she began removing her best friends clothes, stripping
her for the men as they waited for their cue to converge on her.
When she was standing there totally naked except for high heel shoes, Candy
stepped away. It was a beautiful thing to see. Her eyes were on the men,
looking first at one and then another. It was not a bump and grind kind of
thing at all. She began swaying gently to the soft background music I had
started. It was like she was one of the instruments providing the music. As
she moved she soon turned her back and bent over at the hips, legs locked
straight, I could hear some of the men breath out and then in again. An
almost silent exclamation. It was just the way Sissy used to like doing for
the object of her attentions. If that wasn't invitation enough for these
men, nothing could stir their blood. I looked around. Every eye was on this
young star. When she straightened up and turned around her heels were the
last thing she stepped out of. There she stood, so adorable, with those long
slim legs with just the right amount of curve, going up to those slim hips
and tight little butt that almost made me envious. Such a slim waist with
very nice firm young breasts, just a little more full that Candy's. Solid B
cups. Then that long slim Audrey Hepburn neck that I think I mentioned once
before. The way she held herself reminded me of the actress, also. Stately,
I think is the word for it. She radiated that almost impossible mix of
innocence and sensuality together.
Then she lay back on that huge hassock, lifted her legs in the air and let
them drift apart slowly. "Who's first?" It almost shattered the moment.
Very quickly other clothes started dropping and suddenly it was hard for me
to see her with all those men around her. Daddy was the first between her
legs and he began licking that sweet young pussy to get her really started
and in an orgasmic mood. Then he stepped back and let Harry get between
those inviting legs with his hard cock at the ready. He paused, just
touching her lips that must have been quite juicy from what Daddy had been
doing. She looked at him and almost shouted, "YES! Now! Fuck me, please!"
So much for the innocence.
I was thinking that Daddy must have left her on the verge of orgasm. It
didn't take long with Harry thrusting in and out of her, and I could easily
tell she was in the throes of ecstasy. The female orgasm is so much more
beautiful to watch than a man's. I just had to have a closer look. Having
gotten close, I couldn't resist a feel of her young breast, and the it was a
kiss before I withdrew to let the men have their way with her. The thrill of
the whole thing soon had Harry ready to cum and he looked around and caught
my eye. I smiled and nodded, letting him know it was alright to cum inside
her. He did.
I can't tell more than one thing at a time, but Tracy was certainly doing
more than one thing at a time. She had a cock in each hand and another found
its way into her sweet little mouth. It was Bill's and Gary's dad. I saw
him looking from her face with his hard cock buried in it to the cock in her
pussy and her body in orgasmic convulsion, back and forth from one to another
and then he sort of froze his gaze down where his cock was feeding that sweet
little mouth, right on top of the other one filling her young vagina. I
could see that she was gulping down his semen without letting him out of her
mouth.. That looked so sweet.
It was Bill who quickly went for sloppy seconds once his father-in-law-to-be
pulled out and stepped aside. She let go of the cock in her hand and reached
her arm out toward Harry, with her hand flexing as if wanting something in
it. Harry moved where she could reach him and she tugged him toward her
face. He definitely did not resist when she took him in her mouth and
cleaned their mingled juices from him. Then she released him and turned her
head to the other side where Jerry was standing with his beautiful hard cock
pointing right at her mouth. She licked its head before taking it in and
sucking on it. He was moving slowly in and out as she sucked. He didn't
stay for the climax. I know what he wanted, and where he wanted to deposit
his first load of the evening. He would wait his turn patiently.
Yes, this girl has been gang banged before. She told me later about the boys
doing her while the other girls watched. She said it was so exciting to have
these married men doing her with their wives watching. She said she could
hardly wait to get home and invite all the dads their, including her own, to
gang bang her, and she hoped all the wives, including her mother, would
watch. I m quite sure none of those men will turn down that invitation. I'm
also sure all those wives will want to watch. I just wish I could be there
to watch her again.
Of the four teen girls we have done this with, I would be hard pressed say
which was the best. They were each so amazingly marvelous in their own
right, though each had her differences.
Gary recruited his best friend at college to join him and the girls on dates.
Gary said his friend didn't know about all the sex stuff that is going on
within our family circle, so there was no sex with the girls while he was
with them. There was a little "innocent" fooling around, though. Some hot
kisses and a little light fondling, which Tracy admitted turned her on more
that she wanted him to know.
When they delivered the girls at our house after the dates, Gary would take
him home and return. That's right, he had both girls to himself. I got the
impression that he liked that. LOL One evening the three of them went into
Kaylyn's room where they joined her and Bill for a wild orgy. I looked in,
but didn't try to get involved. Let the kids enjoy being kids. They were
just completing the hook up for a lovely daisy chain. Bill was the last to
settle in with his mouth on Tracy's sweet pussy. Yes, I can verify, first
hand, that it is definitely a sweet pussy. I ate it twice after my husband
had filled it with his delectable semen when she was sleeping with us. Was
it his semen that made it taste so sweet? I doubt it, but I never did get to
try it plain, so I can't be certain. She was in great demand, as was Candy.
I know those girls get fucked a lot at home, but at times it seemed as if
that was all they were here for, and they loved it. Two fourteen year old
girls having so much sex. Where was all that when I was their age? Once
again my mind drifted back to my mother and what it might have been like for
me if she had gotten to offer me to her husband before she was taken from us.
I'll never know now, but I like to think it would have been awesome. It
would have opened a whole different world to me, and best of all, I might
never have married the prince of jerks.
I have to stop for now. I may not go into other details about the girls'
visit unless someone asks. It's been awhile back now, and that bus has
already passed.
Love you,
Janie
Chapter 30 - New Hooker in Town
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Hi Kelly,
This one may surprise you girls... or maybe not. Yours truly is the newest
hooker on the block.
Well, not quite like you might be thinking. When Gary was here fucking me
just awhile back, he began telling me about a good friend of his in college
who is still a virgin. He's not the one Gary had going out with him and the
girls when they were here for Spring break. It was a young man that I didn't
know and who didn't know me. What started out with us just joking around,
soon turned into a scheme of sorts. This guy, Larry, was telling Gary that
he would really like to take care of his "problem," but he didn't have a
steady girlfriend and had no idea about how to go about asking a casual
female friend to help him out. He also said he would even settle for a
hooker, if he knew how to find one in the area. I'm sure there are some, but
prostitution is not quite so "open" here as in some larger cities.
After a bit of tinkering with ideas, some of which were just for laughs, we
came up with a plan whereby I would meet the two of them at a hotel in a town
along the interstate just north of here. Gary was to tell him that I was a
whore he knew about in that town and he had arranged for me to take care of
both of them. Gary was going to tell him that he was paying for everything
and he could consider it a gift. Larry insisted though that he should pay
his own way. Neither of us had any idea of the "going rate" for such
services in this area, so Gary told Larry I charged $100.00 a night each for
the two of them...for all night. Okay, so it was my $200 that we used, so
I'm still not a full-fledged whore. You might call me a cheap whore, since
actually paying nothing for it is about as cheap as you can get. Since it
was my own money, was I buying my own services?
I tried to dress the part, including heavier makeup than I've ever used
before. I also wore my auburn wig, so that if this young stud ever sees me
around town again, maybe, just maybe, he won't recognize me.
I said $200 a night. Yes, I spent the night with them. We let Larry watch
Gary fuck me first, which may or may not have been best. Larry was ready to
shoot as soon as he got inside me. I flipped around and sucked him off, not
only cleaning off our mingled juices but staying at it while he got good and
hard again and let him cum in my mouth, whereupon I let him watch me swallow
his cum. He was surprised, but he liked that a lot. Surprise, surprise! We
lay on the king size bed with me in the middle and dozed off for a little
while. When woke up they both fucked me again. Later, I could see daylight
coming around the drapes, and I was about to tell them it was time for me to
go. Before I did, though, Larry said something about guys fucking girls in
the ass in porn videos. He didn't come right out and ask to fuck mine, but I
took the ball and ran with it. I suggested a DP. Since they were such nice,
sweet guys, no extra charge. That got Larry going for sure. He was so
excited. Gary's been there before so he lay on his back and I straddled him
and impaled myself on his hard cock. Then I encouraged Larry to get behind
me where he could shove his hard cock up my ass. First, I moved off of Gary
and told Larry to put it in my pussy first to get it wet so it would go in my
ass better. He did for just a few strokes and then pulled out. I was back
on Gary's cock quickly so Larry could get his in my ass before it dried off.
There was a mirror across the room behind us, so I told him to look around at
it. He was excited seeing two cocks going in me at the same time and knowing
one of them was his very own. He said it was like a porn video only live and
in person. I was his first pussy fuck and his first ass fuck, and of course
his first DP. He said a girl had sucked him off a couple of times when he
was younger, though. Oh well, sometimes you just can't do everything
yourself. You try your best to do everything for a nice guy, but...
I had a great time with it and I think the guys got my $200.00 worth of me.
So how much should I have charged myself for a night like that?
Another old saying laid to rest. There really is a charitable hooker.
Sure, I could have told Gary to just bring his friend over and I'd be happy
to oblige him. When Gary told me what Larry said about getting a prostitute
to do it, we began teasing about ideas with that. We both began to get
turned on to the idea and I soon got so excited about the whole thing that
Gary had to fuck me again. Imagine that.
Jerry had me tell him everything the next night and he was quite turned on.
Actually, he gets plenty turned on with just me being there for him. I guess
it's kind of like extra icing on the cake. Yes, it was a fabulous fuck. One
good husband in the hand is worth more than two young studs in a hotel any
day. My husband is the best. I trust that you girls all feel the same about
yours.
Love,
Janie
Chapter 31 - Business Trip to Tampa
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Hi Kelly,
We recently took a brief trip. Jerry had to go to Tampa on business, so me
and the girls hitch hiked with him as far as some of my family who live just
north of Tampa. I only wished Jerry could have had more time with them. He
met a few of them at our wedding, but you know how that kind of introduction
is. He dropped us off there and spent one night with us there when he picked
us up.
You haven't "met" these folks before. They are on Daddy's side of the family
and as far as we can tell, they are not into incest at all. With the way
things have gone with my side of the family and Jerry's family in the last
few years, I couldn't help but look at each of my kinfolk and try to imagine
IF there might just possibly be something going on. However, those thoughts
all played out rather quickly. The most probable that I could see would have
been something between brother and sister and cousins of the younger
generation. The younger, "more enlightened," generation.
The girls and I stayed with my aunt and uncle whose kids were grown and on
their own with had kids of their own, so there was plenty of room. They
called around and got up an impromptu pot luck dinner, so we were able to
visit with everyone without us having to go from place to place. They are
all so sweet that way. A very loving family, but without the extra loving
that we enjoy so much with ours. Everyone was thrilled with our girls, and
the girls were a little dazed at first with everyone fawning over them. The
older kids enjoyed playing with them and they had some interesting times with
the ones more their own age. Like, who are these girls playing with the toys
their grandparents kept there for them. You know the drill. Anyway, that
all played out and things went really well for the girls. I was so proud of
them.
Incest was a new thing to Daddy when he fell in love with Mother and she
opened up and explained about her father and her brother fucking her and how
much she loved it. They kept on seeing each other while they both thought
things through because they had already been talking about the possibility of
marriage for awhile. She still lived at home with her family, and one
evening they went to her room while the rest of the family was out. He said
they were in the middle of a nice leisurely fuck when her brother barged in.
Uncle Burt had no idea Daddy was there, but he had been to an X-rated movie
and was very horny for his hot fucking sister. The way he says it is that
Mother grabbed Daddy and wouldn't let him pull out. She also called for her
brother to stay because he had quickly turned to leave. Daddy laughs and
says they both minded her rather well. My Mother. It took me awhile to get
used to the idea that the sweet and loving mother I had known could have ever
been like that.
He says she told them that it was time for them to get things worked out
between them all about this sex thing. She told her brother to get his
clothes off while he watched her lover fucking her. Then she told Daddy to
fuck her silly, and show her brother how much he loves being with her and IN
her. Daddy says his intimidation was quickly gone and he somehow got up
whatever it took to do just as she said. He says that the feeling of fucking
her while her brother watched was second only to his first time with her. He
had never had anyone watching while he fucked a girl before, and he quickly
realized how much it turned him on, and it was her own brother who was
watching and waiting in the wings for his turn in her. Such exhilarating
thoughts as he shoved himself in and out of her. As he was telling us, he
let out a big sigh and a "Wow." He says she was ecstatic with her response to
his excited and loving thrusts. He says she was first to cum and that put
him over the edge and he was filling her quivering body and she seemed to
respond even more to that. When they settled down, Daddy says he suddenly
felt a little sheepish at puling his then limp dick out of her where her
brother would see it for the first time. He laughs about that now.
Mother told her then naked brother that he gets sloppy seconds, and that he
should show her fiance what incestuous loving is all about. Yes, she used
the "f" word before it was formally decided between them. More about that in
a moment. Daddy says she insisted on sucking her brother's cock a little
before he shoved it up in her juicy, cum filled pussy. He stood there
watching someone else's cock in his woman's mouth, and then his sweetheart's
brother fucking her and the sight and thought of it all was such a thrill
that it was beginning to arouse his manhood again. He said that later he was
a bit surprised that he actually found he was enjoying it so much. He had
thought about what it might be like after she told him about her incestuous
lifestyle, but that was nothing like seeing and hearing it firsthand. She
called for him to come closer to her, and she was reaching for his cock. He
hesitated at first because he thought their mingled juices were beginning to
dry on it and he felt a bit awkward at her touching it like that. However,
she was insistent, so he moved closer and she pulled on his cock and brought
it close to her face. She smiled up at him and then back to his cock and she
opened her mouth and flicked the head of it with her tongue before drawing it
into her mouth and sucking on it. She had blown him many times before, but
this was so different. Not only was she enjoying their mingled juices as she
had before, but that should have been a bit yucky by this time. On top of
that, her brother was watching intently as he began fucking her warm mouth.
Daddy says his attention went from looking at what she was doing to him, to
what her brother was doing to her, and back again. He didn't know which part
of her he wanted to watch being used more. He says he found himself in a
porn show and the girl he loved so much and wanted for his wife was the star
and central figure, being fucked at both ends, with one of the fuckers being
her own brother. He says he loved her that way and wanted it to never stop.
She didn't have another orgasm, but after her brother had cum in her already
filled pussy, Daddy went off in her mouth and she looked up at him with a
smile in her eyes and swallowed without letting him out of her mouth. He
says their eyes were locked together as she loved on his cock for awhile
after swallowing his second load of the evening. Was he bragging about how
he was beginning to respond once more to her loving ministrations? From
experience, I don't think so, and he was much younger then. My stud Daddy,
and my porn queen Mother. Is it any wonder that I'm the way I am? It was
only a few short years ago (short but so well filled with so many amazing and
beautiful experiences) that I would have said, "No way!"
He stayed after Uncle Burt left and they talked. Her use of the "f" word in
the midst of such an emotional experience came up in their conversation.
With both of them still quite naked and holding one another as they lay in
her bed, he asked her to marry him so that the happiness that he felt then
could go on forever. She said yes, and they didn't feel they needed a along
engagement because it seemed they had already been engaged for a long time.
What more could they learn of one another by waiting longer anyway? They
were soon married and within a years time, there I was.
Daddy just shared some of this with me after talking about our visit with his
non incestuous family. I'm so glad Mother made such a wonderful convert. I
might never have been able to seduce him for myself without her. He knew she
loved her father fucking her, so why wouldn't her daughter want her father
the same way? I know in my heart that my mother would have wanted the same
for me.
Love,
Janie