Perverts 'R' Us

An Incestuous Episode: The Life of Reilly

By The Purvv ( M/f, 1st, teen, cons, inc-fath/dau )

Ken Reilly knew from about the age of 11 that he had a problem. It was at that time that he first learned about sex. Like most kids his age, what he learned came from his school, but his knowledge was augmented by the older kids. How he reacted to this information is the basis for our story, because his way of handling this information was not normal.

Even at that young age, he was different from his friends. Often at night, when his family was asleep, he would sneak into his 8-year-old sister's room and nervously look at her sleeping body. A few times, he even dared touching her legs and tried to slip his hand inside of her panties without waking her up. He was usually unsuccessful. A couple of times he actually got his fingers under the elastic at her crotch but her movement at his touch scared him into withdrawing in haste.

Then there were the two times when his sister Marie was asleep and her head was at the edge of the bed with her mouth partially opened. Both times Ken became brave enough to put his cock to her outer lips, but dared go no further.

During this period of his life, he also would find his mother's panties in the clothes bin and he would soak up the pussy aroma into his nostrils, while he masturbated.

So yes, he was always perverted and never fully understood real sex. Indeed, even his marriage was the result of a misdeed. When Ken was sixteen, Marie had her 15-year-old girl friend Sandy over at their house for the night. Both girls were sexually naïve and during the evening, they started fooling with him, and the playing at times led to tickling.

It was during this time that Ken occasionally grabbed at Sandy's breasts and at one time his hand landed on the young girl's pussy. On each of those times that he touched her in a forbidden place, not once did she attempt to stop him or say anything against him. That was because he was clever enough to touch her without warning and when no one was looking. Although his sister was there and his parents were nearby, none of them saw what was happening, and before Sandy had a chance to protest Ken had removed his hands.

Later that night he had sneaked into the guestroom and forced himself on the youngster. He convinced her that she was the cause. Or, was she just a tease? If she did not want it, she would not have encouraged him earlier, etc. etc. The young girl was very confused. She knew that she had not said anything earlier to discourage him and he now had her convinced that her earlier inaction gave him reason to believe that she wanted sex. He ended up raping the young girl, yet she never said anything to her family or any of the authorities because she was sure that she had been the cause. It was her fault.

When Sandy found out that she was pregnant, it was too late to cry rape. Instead, they concocted a story that it happened because they were in love. Sandy did not want her parents and friends to think that she was a slut and she was sure that's what people would think if she said she was raped, but had kept quiet about it. Not only would they have not believed her, but they would have suspected that she was normally promiscuous and had simply had an accidental pregnancy.

Ken was just as happy that the young girl was not going to tell what really happened. The end result of the whole situation was that their parents agreed that the kids should get married and they, the parents, would help Ken and Sandy out financially.

Sandy had a baby girl that they named Denise.

Ken's father owned a business and because of that, the young boy was able to get a job in the company and move up the corporate ladder quickly. Now, not yet 30-year's-old, they seemed to be a typically successful family, but looks can be deceiving. Even though the marriage survived, Sandy could never be described as happy. Much of her unhappiness was because she never loved Ken, but a lot of it was also because of the way that he treated her in bed. During the early years of their marriage, he continuously forced her to give him either oral or anal sex, both of which she hated.

She finally was able to keep him at bay when Denise began coming into bed with them. This started when the little girl was about 5 year's old and continued right up through the present. This arrangement forced Ken to curb his somewhat perverted appetite with his wife.

What also helped was that as the owner's son he was able to take advantage of a couple of girls at the office. However, as lawsuits were becoming more common in the workforce, Ken was becoming much more cautious at work.

Nevertheless, his perversions were not to be denied. Denise was growing up. She was now a 15-year-old girl who was already turning guys' heads. Unfortunately, she was even turning the head of her father. Ken did not remember when he started to take notice of his daughter, conjuring up forbidden ideas, but subconsciously, he probably was always aware that he might someday try to coax her into having sex with her daddy.

As far back as when she was 12-year's-old, he would find her soiled panties in the hamper and suffocate his face in them, allowing the aroma to capture his brain. From that time forward he paid attention to her without trying to be obvious. Secretly he hoped that a day would come when his wife was not around and he could do something with Denise. Her body was continuing to fill out and he often found himself admiring her long legs, her wonderfully formed ass or her budding breasts, whenever no one was paying attention to him. As tough as it was not to get caught, Sandy never took notice.

However, Denise did. Every once in a while, when Ken was not expecting her to, the young girl turned to find her father ogling her. Inwardly, she filled up with pride to think that her dad was noticing and obviously appreciating her looks. If it had been her mother, Denise would not have cared. That was because for some unknown reason she had grown to actually hate her mother. Probably it was the way that Sandy mistreated Ken, in Denise's view. The child could not stand that, because she worshipped her father.

Even though Ken had secret incestuous thoughts, he never acted on them. Although Denise slept between him and Sandy every night, he managed to avoid doing anything stupid.

On this particular night, nothing unusual was going on. It was a hot summer night and the three of them were lightly dressed, watching television. Denise was the least dressed. She was simply wearing a full length T-shirt that reached down far enough to just cover her panties. She had no bra underneath, and if she walked in front of the lamp a silhouette of her body could be seen.

At a certain time during the night, the young girl moved her legs up absent-mindedly and Ken happened to look over at his daughter. Her T-shirt had crept up enough to give him a full view of his daughter's shapely body, ensconced in her panties. Whether it was the angle in which she was sitting that did it, or the thought of the aroma that was even now moving into the crotch from her pussy, Ken suddenly felt his prick twitch and begin to swell.

Up until this moment, he had never completely thought of his daughter as a sex object, but this view inflamed his mind. He felt his face flush. He wanted to walk over and put his hands on the silk underwear. His mouth went completely dry as he kept looking at her from the corner of his eyes. A few times her legs moved and he caught his breath. One time his daughter's thighs actually parted a bit and for a few seconds he actually was looking right up to her crotch. At that time, Ken felt himself shooting in his pants. It took all of his willpower to keep from making any sound; afraid that Sandy might become aware.

While he was cumming in his pants, he looked up to see his daughter paying close attention to him. Ken realized that she had been watching him looking at her and he knew that she had not made any effort to cover up or move away from his scrutinizing eyes.

He hurriedly slipped away and changed his shorts.

Once he had clean shorts on, he returned. From that moment into the rest of the night he kept looking at his daughter, sneaking peaks at her body. Often, he saw that she was watching him, and she did not attempt to avert his roaming, piercing, eyes.

Later that night Ken showered. When he was finished, he went into his bedroom and climbed into bed. His wife and daughter were already in it. As usual, Sandy was on the outside and Denise was to be in the middle. As he lifted the sheet to go under, he sucked in his breath. His daughter had on the same things that she had worn downstairs. Her back was to him. Her T-shirt was up around her waist and Ken got a fantastic view of his daughter's shapely hips and buttocks, tightly packed in those tight panties.

He quickly moved under the sheets and turned sideways on the mattress, facing his daughter, whose back was to him. The night's viewing of the youngster's body had turned him totally on. He had made his mind up. He was going to touch his daughter. He could not be sure that if he touched her whether or not Denise would stay asleep, but he was determined to try. Besides, earlier in the night she looked like she knew that he had been looking at her and she did not seem to mind.

He waited a reasonable time to assure that both his wife and daughter were asleep. He moved his stomach right next to Denise's back and his cock was close to her buttocks, almost touching her. He made a decision that instead of initially being tentative that he would immediately be bold. He brought his arm around and gently but firmly put his hand on his daughter's hip. The heat from her young body moved through her paper-thin panties and reached into the palm of his hand.

His cock rose from his inner excitement. Denise did not move; obviously, she was asleep. He moved his body inward a bit, so that his cock was actually lightly touching against her. Ken did not want to go through hours of inch-by-inch as he had done years earlier with his sister without success. He decided to make a move and if Denise woke up, he would just feign sleep.

His hand again moved boldly, this time off her hip and down over to the child's belly. His palm and fingers were open and resting ever so gently on the young exciting flesh of his daughter's stomach, at the top elastic of her panties. Ken was wild with excitement now. He had been waiting for Denise to move but there still was not any movement.

His hand was afire from her flesh. He gently moved his finger just under the elastic of the panties. No movement.

With his heart pounding fiercely in his chest, he moved his body gently toward her and his hand slipped all the way under the elastic and into her panties, moving down on the young flesh. His hand stopped at the inside crotch of her panties with his fingertips coming to rest on the edge of Denise's young pussy mound; upon the soft short-hairs lightly covering it.

His temples were pounding in his brain and his chest was thumping as he waited nervously, afraid that his daughter would wake up. A tremendous sense of excitement was running through him. His hand was entrapped within the confines of his daughter's panties and he was shocked at the intensity of the heat within. Ken ever so gently moved his fingertips on the mound, feeling the softness of the pussy hairs surrounding his young daughter's flesh. His whole head was pounding now.

Suddenly without any warning, Denise began to move. Ken could feel her begin to shift her position but he could not react fast enough. As her body started to turn, he felt that if he suddenly pulled his hand out of her panties that he would wake her. He made an instant decision to just relax his hand and let it move wherever her body moved. With his hand within his daughter's panties and at the edge of her pussy, he felt her turn toward him. At first, it seemed as if she was going to stop when she got onto her back, but instead her body made a complete turn to face him.

Every nerve in his body was activated. Fear and excitement possessed him. Here he was, in bed with his wife and his 15-year-old daughter and he was pressing front to front with the young girl, with his hand at her pussy.

Denise was afraid to open her eyes for fear that he might stop. This was what she had been hoping would happen. She loved her dad so much. She had wanted to make him happy for a couple of years now because her mother mistreated him.

She actually fantasized that her father would be the one to take her virginity. She had broken her own hymen a year back while masturbating and fantasizing about him. She knew that these thoughts were not natural but she did not care. Giving herself to her father would give him the joy that he deserved and it would be Denise's way of getting even with her mother...the bitch!

She had turned to give his hand access. However, she now kept her legs squeezed tightly together as the reality of the situation created a fear in her.

'Oh daddy...I'm scared...' her brain whispered.

Ken's whole being was pounding. He was determined to touch his daughter's cunt. If he was lucky maybe he could get his finger into her and get her worked up in her sleep so that when she woke up she might be sexually excited.

Unable to control his urges any longer he put gentle pressure on his hand pushing into her body between the warmth of her legs. His middle finger was extended, hoping to force itself into the crack of his baby's pussy. As he continued to apply pressure, his daughter's tightness seemed to ease and his hand moved inward. Then his finger was moving into the crack between the lips, feeling sticky moisture.

In the semi-darkness, Ken's eyes were on his daughter's young innocent face as she slept. His cock was rock-hard and twitching. As his fingers moved farther down in the crack, a fire began raging within the youngster's inner body. Her eyes suddenly shot open as she caught her breath.

Ken's finger had just entered slightly past the entrance of the child's cunt-hole. As he looked into her face, he was shocked to see her eyes wide open, looking at him. He was sure that he could see a wanton look on his daughter's face. He gently moved his fingers about within the pussy entrance and he felt her legs relax even more, giving him freer access.

Their eyes held on each other as each of them were seemingly waiting for a cue from the other. Lust was quickly overtaking both father and daughter and their faces reflected their passion.

Ken was afraid to go any further. Did she realize that his hand was at her cunt? That this was his finger that was starting to go into her? Did she want him to do this? His mind was awhirl with questions.

She moved closer to her father. Their faces were only inches apart. Denise wanted to please him so much. She loved him. She wanted to kiss him to assure him that it was all right. How would he react? Did he really want to do this or did he just want to touch her?

The youngster gently moved her face toward his. Ken couldn't believe that his daughter's soft lips were actually opening up to receive his. He was on fire now. Her mouth brushed against his and held there. He softly kissed back at the child. Silently their mouths explored each other. He was very surprised how experienced Denise was in kissing.

As their lips sucked upon each other, Ken gently held his finger within her pussy, only slightly moving it. As their mouths continued quietly pecking, he withdrew his finger temporarily. Then his hand began moving over every inch of flesh within his daughter's panties. He rubbed and felt her lower stomach, her hips, around to the wonderful flesh of her buttocks, and back over the hips to her belly, and down again to her pussy. The touch of her father's hot hand gently probing inside her panties had Denise moving her hips about, smoothly, under his touch.

Then, with his hand moving about and his mouth sucking lightly on hers he spoke for the first and only time in the bed, when he whispered in his softest voice, so as not to wake his wife, "More?" His eyes were looking intently into hers.

Denise gulped at the realization of what her father was asking. After taking a deep breath, she slowly gave him a nod of assent.

Ken also felt in a panic at what was actually happening. Her nod caused his mind to explode. He looked hard and long into the child's eyes, which had a determined, yet frightened look about them. As afraid as she might have been she unflinchingly returned his gaze.

After what seems like minutes, Ken began pulling away from her and sliding gently out of the bed. When he was on his feet alongside of the bed, he looked down at his daughter and soundlessly mouthed the words, "Your room?"

Easily reading his lips, she nodded, and he retreated to the bathroom. Denise's heart was pounding wildly. She was actually going to get up and 'do it' with her father. She was excited and anxious. Trying not to disturb her mother, she inched off the bed. If her mother woke now it would all be off. When she was fully away from the bed she looked and saw that the woman was still sound asleep. Denise silently retreated from the room and closed the door softly behind her.

Passing the bathroom on the way to her room her father met her and quietly said, "You go ahead to your room sweetheart. I'll be right there...okay?" She nodded and he continued, "I just want to make sure Momma's asleep."

She nodded and hurried into her room.

Denise had often thought about how she would become a woman and the most exciting fantasy to her was always the one where her father and she had sex. Now her dream was about to come true. This would be her way of getting back at her mother and giving her father all of the love that he deserved. She further thought of the consequences and strangely enough, she actually wanted to get pregnant by her dad. She wanted his baby!

Her hands were trembling as she pulled the T-shirt off her upper body and then pushed her panties off her legs. Stepping out of them, she then climbed naked onto her bed and slipped under the blanket. As she waited, her little heart was pounding fiercely within her chest.

Ken had looked in on Sandy, confirming that she was still asleep, and then, nervously, he went to his daughter's room. He opened her bedroom door and saw that she had the dim-light on the lamp. He had been afraid that she would have changed her mind or at best would have wanted the lights completely off. The fact that he was going to get a look at her totally naked body excited him even more.

He walked over to the side of the bed and looked down at the child. She had the blanket pulled up to the neck. Her eyes were wild-looking; almost like a caged animal. He eagerly pulled off his undershirt and he watched his daughter's face as he pushed his shorts down to the floor. He could see what he felt was terror in Denise's eyes as she looked at his stiff cock, which extended straight out.

Her mouth was trembling and she felt herself shaking.

"This...this is your, er, first time sweetheart, right?" he asked. He was sure what her answer would be.

She nodded nervously.

He moved his hand down to the bed, grabbing at the blanket to lift it so that he could go beneath it. As he lay down, he held the blanket up to slip underneath and, as he did so, he got a full view of his daughter's naked body. He sucked in his breath. Trying not to scare her, he slowly pushed the blanket back off her body. The child was frightened at her first complete sight of a naked man. His cock looked huge to her. Yet, she was thrilled that her father had pushed the blanket and was looking hotly at her.

She was lying on her back with her head turned, facing him. Ken's eyes ran frantically up and down the flesh of his own daughter. He was absolutely flabbergasted that a 15-year-old girl could look so ravishing. His cock was twitching wildly as his hand reached out to hold the flesh of her breast that was furthest away from him.

His daughter gasped at the touch of his hot palm as it closed on her breast. His thumb and forefinger squeezed gently on the nipple and a slight groan emanated from within her throat. Denise was thrilled. As he continued touching her, an extended low moan escaped her mouth.

"You okay, sweetheart?" he whispered softly.

The child nodded in rapid nervous jerks and added, "I'm...scared, too!"

Almost immediately, his mouth was again at hers. She opened hers eagerly. She wanted to renew the same passionate pleasures that she had been experiencing in her parent's bedroom moments before. When her father's mouth closed on hers Denise emitted another moan, this one sounding more animalistic, and she slightly turned to him while her hot mouth opened to suck in his attacking tongue.

As his fingers worked on her breast, her hands rushed to the back of her father's head, drawing him in to her. A wild abandon had overtaken the girl and she was clutching and sucking at him with desperation. She could not get enough of him. Her own tongue now was pushing into her father's mouth and as their naked bodies pushed hotly against each other, low moans kept coming from both of them.

Ken was then mindlessly shifting his body over his daughter's and his legs were moving within hers. She felt her father's cock nervously jumping and pushing against her. Their two bodies were writhing about and both of his hands were clutching at the youthful flesh of her breasts. Both of their bodies were bucking against each other.

He pulled his mouth away from hers and looked down into her face. Denise looked as wild as he felt, and he felt completely out of control. "Denny baby...You know...this is going to, er, hurt hon?" he whispered.

She shook her head as she kept her hands on the back of his head and looked longingly up to her father's passionate face, "It's okay dad...I don't...I don't have...a cherry."

"But..." His cock was pushing at the entrance of her pussy as he whispered, "you said...I thought you were a virgin."

She smiled. There was a wonderful animated hot look about the little girl. She felt his cock at her and she instinctively raised her knees. "I am, but it's okay..." And then, almost as a plea, she hissed, "...Dad, do it...do me..."

His cock slowly pushed into his baby's pussy. As it slid into her she opened her mouth, gasped, and sucked for air. The feeling of her father's cock, starting to fill her, was fantastic. Denise kept her mouth wide open and she pulled his mouth back down to hers. Her lips pushed up to meet his. She wanted to feel him totally inside of her.

Ken's cock had never been so inflamed. His daughter's cunt was as tight as a vise and her passions had him wild. He plunged as deep into her as he could. Denise's sucking mouth actually began biting while it was wide open. Her teeth were nipping and nibbling all over his lips, chin, mouth and tongue. She was as hot as he had ever seen any girl. The child was completely overcome by lust. She was twisting and writhing her legs, hips and stomach under his quickening assault. Her mouth continued on his and her hands were fiercely pulling at the back of her father's head.

Ken was fucking into his daughter with total abandon. His hands were on her ears as their faces continued sucking passionately at each other.

"Oooooo, dad...daddy...ooo," she murmured into his mouth.

The youngster's hips were moving up harder to meet his thrusts as she felt her climax approaching.

Ken felt his cock begin to fill up as he continued pounding desperately into his daughter. He was almost there! He started to pull out and Denise sensed it. She frantically moved her hands down to his lower back, and pulled him tightly into her, holding him in a death grip.

"Ooooh, baby, I gotta get out...I'm gonna cum," he stammered.

Denise frenetically shifted her legs over the back of his and her whole body was clutching desperately at him, pulling him into her; not allowing him to separate their fucking joints.

"Me too, daddy. I'm...ooo daddy do it...do it daddy," she was whimpering. "In me, I, I, I, ooooo..."

Spasms began shooting through her.

Ken was frantically trying to pull out when he felt his own climax at its apex. Suddenly he thrust wildly into his daughter, shooting every drop of incestuous cum inside of her waiting womb.

"OHHH! Baby, I'm cumming I'm ooohhh..."

Both of their bodies gave volcanic tremors as they finished together.

This was the first night of the rest of their lives. His perversions were satisfied. Denise was truly her father's child. Shortly thereafter, their incestuous relationship blossomed. Everything that his wife hated about sex, his daughter loved. They became so engrossed in the total perversion of their relationship that they became careless, almost as if on purpose.

It was inevitable that Sandy would find out and she did.

The End?