The Rules

My wife wanted me to fuck her, but my cock was completely spent from cumming all over my daughter's body and my mother in-law's face. My libido was not drained, however, and I definitely wanted to cum again. The question was how to get there, how to get my cock inflated again so that I could sink it in Chloe's messy pussy, oozing with her father's semen.

Fortunately, my mother in-law knew just what to do. As I held myself propped up over my wife's body, all sweaty and panting from being fucked hard by her father, I felt warm moisture on my wet cock. I looked down to see Beverly's face insinuated between her daughter's body and mine, sucking my limp dick into her mouth.

"Yes, Mommy, get Johnny hard for me so that he can fuck me with that big tool of his," Chloe said. She didn't even look down, she held my gaze the whole time. And I knew that what she had told me when she shoved her panties into my mouth was true: She loved me.

"Oh, fuck, Bev," I groaned, "That feels so good."

Beverly mewled as she slurped my dick. I knew she wanted my cum, but she had fulfilled her role as grandmother dutifully, making sure that I came on my daughter first.

"Did you see me cum all over Kaylee?" I asked Chloe proudly.

"It was beautiful, Johnny," she purred. "And when Mommy made her suck the cum out of your cock.... ohhhh, I loved it."

Chloe ran her fingers through my hair, looking up at me admiringly as her mother brought life back to my dick.

"You're not scared anymore," Chloe said, and there was pride in her voice too. "I knew you would love it."

"I do, Chloe," I gasped. "Watching you cum for your father was so hot. And tasting his cum inside you was... It's so perverted and sick and wrong, and I love all those things about it."

Chloe chuckled and smiled as she looked up at me.

"I'm going to fuck Daddy for you all the time. You're going to see what a good little slut I am for him. I love him so much. And now you see that it doesn't mean that I don't love you. It just means that I love you each differently. He is my first love ever, and you will be Kaylee's first love ever."

I leaned down and kissed my wife as her mother continued to suck my cock.

"Mmmmmm, Honey," Chloe mewled. "Tasting me and Daddy on your lips is so wonderful. I can't believe how in love with you I am right now."

Hearing my wife say that, swelled my cock even more than the blow job that her mother was giving to me. I started thrusting into Beverly's mouth as I kissed my wife, my dick returning to its full size again.

Beverly, feeling my potency returned, played the role of good mother dutifully and pulled her mouth off my cock and guided it into her daughter's pussy.

"Fuck her hard, Johnny," Bev whispered in my ear before stepping back to watch.

Feeling my wife's warm, sloppy cunt envelop me was delectable. I don't know if it was my imagination or what, but her pussy felt swollen and used.

"How does it feel?" Chloe asked me, wrapping her arms around my neck as I sank into her.

"It feels like I'm fucking a dirty, little whore," I replied, "and I like it."

"I'm such a little slut," she said, smiling up at me. "And, Johnny..."

"Mmmmmmm. Hmmmm?" I hummed, closing my eyes and savoring the feel of my wife's used cunt.

"You should know that I'm ovulating right now, and I want to get pregnant again."

I opened my eyes in shock and looked down at my wife. Fear gripped my heart. What if my father in-law just put a baby inside of my wife?

"It could be yours or it could be Daddy's. Who knows? But either way, we're going to love it and raise it. And if it's a little girl, I'll make her into a slut for you too."

"Chloe," I gasped. "How could you fuck him when you're ovulating?"

"Johnny," Chloe chided. "I've had a baby of Daddy's before. And I'll probably have lots of babies for both of you. You two can fight over my womb."

It dawned on me, as I slowly pushed into my wife's cunt: her sister.

"So Gabby isn't your sister? She's your... daughter?"

Chloe chuckled.

"Technically, she's both. She's my father's daughter, so that makes her my sister. Well, half sister since we have different mothers. And she's also my daughter."

My heart tumbled over inside of my chest at the thought of Chloe raising her father's child... and making me raise her father's child.

"Don't worry, Honey," she said, stroking my cheek. "You're going to love this baby no matter which dick she came from. She'll be family, regardless."

"She?" I asked.

"Well, our family tends to produce a lot of girls for some reason. But you never know. It could be a little boy, too."

My mind was going a million directions at once.

"Remember how sexy you thought I looked when I was carrying Kaylee?" she asked.

I nodded and smiled, a good memory temporarily driving out the fear.

"Johnny," Chloe said, grabbing my face and making me look at her. "I'm my Daddy's slut, first and foremost. You're probably going to help me raise a lot of his children. I plan on having a lot of babies for him. But some of them will be yours too."

I nodded, not really sure what I was nodding about. I definitely didn't feel in agreement on this.

"Johnny, say it with me," she instructed. "I belong to my Daddy. Say it, Baby."

"You belong to your Daddy," I gulped.

"That's right, Honey. My pussy is his. Not just to fuck, but to impregnate too. Right?"

I nodded.

"And you belong to me, Johnny. Say it."

"I belong to you." I whispered.

"Louder, Baby. Let Mommy and Daddy hear you say it. You're my cuckold."

My eyes were watering. I hated myself, but I couldn't help it. As fucked up and humiliating as it felt, I somehow wanted it to be this fucked up.

"I'm your cuckold. I belong to you."

"Ohhh, Johnny, yes!" Chloe cried, pulling my face down to hers to kiss me. "God, Johnny, you're such a good cuckold. You're going to do whatever I say, aren't you? Because I own you."

I nodded.

"Yes, Chloe. You own me."

My tears fell down onto Chloe's face, and she smiled as she felt it.

"Don't you love how much it hurts?" she asked.

I nodded and smiled weakly.

"I hate how much I love it," I whispered.

"Yes, Johnny," she crooned. "Isn't the torture exquisite?"

"I..." I sobbed.

"Say it, Baby," she encouraged. "Whatever it is, you can say it."

I took a deep ragged breath. I couldn't believe the words that were about to come out of my mouth. My heart was aching, but I did love how much it hurt. This is it, I thought. This is the life I have embraced.

"I want you to have your Daddy's baby," I sobbed. "And if you're not pregnant yet, I want you to fuck him every day, over and over, until you have his child growing inside you."

"Oh, God, Johnny!" Chloe cried, and her eyes began to water. "You're such a good cuckold. Oh, Johnny, I will. I'm going to have Daddy's baby for you. Now get your dick out of me and put a condom on it. I want you to keep fucking me, but I don't want you to cum in me again until I'm pregnant with Daddy's baby."

I gasped as I pulled my dick from Chloe's cunt. Beverly was ready. She sucked her husband and daughter's cum from me and then unrolled a condom over my dick before guiding me back into her daughter.

Chloe beamed up at me, stroking my face as I shoved myself back into her.

"You're such a good little cuckold, Baby," she said. "This way I get to fuck your nice, big cock, but I don't have to worry about whose baby it's going to be. Now, fuck me, Johnny. Fuck me knowing that I'm probably already pregnant with my father's child. Fuck me, knowing that your seed will not spill inside of me until Daddy's incestuous baby is growing in me."

I cried out in agonizing joy as I fucked my wife. The perversion of how hard she was cuckolding me was exquisitely painful. I hated it. I loved it. I hated myself for loving it. I loved how much I hated it.

I opened my eyes and looked down at my wife.

"I love you so much, Johnny. Embrace it. Embrace the pain. Know that you're my fuck toy. Both your dick and your mind. I'm going to fuck you every which way, and you're going to love it and beg me for it."

"God, yes!" I cried out.

Chloe was panting, gasping, nearing another climax.

"Tell me how hard I own you, Baby," she crooned as her body began to writhe under me.

"Oh, God. Oh, God, Chloe. I'm your toy. You own me. You own my mind and my heart and my dick and my soul."

"FUCK, YES, JOHNNY!" she cried out.

"I love how hard you hurt me, Chloe," I moaned as tears fell from my eyes down onto Chloe's face.

She wiped them away and licked her fingers.

"Oh, Johnny. OH, FUCK, JOHNNY. GOD YES. I'M CUMMING. I'M CUMMING. Unnnnnngghhh. Say it, JOHNNY! SAY IT ALL!"

The agony was driving me. I knew I was going to be able to orgasm again, but I didn't know when. My eyes burned with tears from the heartache, but the buildup inside of me was wracking my body so hard that it would have made my eyes water all its own.

"You own me, Chloe. I'm your cuckold. Your good little cuckold. I loved watching you Daddy fuck you. I loved eating his cum out of you. I want you to have his baby."

Just then, Chloe rolled us over. I was amazed at her strength, but when I saw the look in her eyes, I knew that she was riding on the adrenaline of dominating me. Before I knew it, I was on my back, and Chloe had her hands on my chest, holding me down as she fucked herself with my cock.

"I'm going to use you so hard, Johnny," she cried out.

"Use me, Chloe. Oh, fucking use me," I groaned.

"And I'll reward you for this. I'm going to make your daughter into the best little slut for you. And my new baby is going to be a perfect fuck toy for the whole family."

Just then I heard the sound of Kaylee cooing. I was almost too lost in the reverie of being taken by my wife to notice. But when I looked over at her, Beverly was picking her up.

"Daddy's going to make your pussy feel good again," she told her granddaughter, and she lowered Kaylee down onto my face.

As my tongue slipped between Kaylee's folds, I knew my orgasm wasn't far off.

"Oh, fuck yes!" Chloe exclaimed. "I love it when you eat her little pussy, Johnny. She's yours. I made her for you."

I reached up and held my two-year-old's hips to steady her as I lapped hungrily at her tiny little twat.

"Oh, shit, Johnny," Chloe moaned. "I'm going to cum again already."

"S'good, Daddy," I heard little Kaylee chime in over the sound of Chloe's hips crashing into mine.

The sound of my daughter's innocent, little voice encouraging me as I licked her young cunt drove me insane. I began to thrust up into Chloe, hungry for the orgasm that was building. The thought of everything I had been tortured with today was worth it to taste this sweet little pussy sitting on my mouth, to make my baby daughter happy in the most carnal way possible.

I moaned into Kaylee's cunt as I shot my load. The tight, burning sensation in my balls exploded as ground against Chloe's pelvis. Hearing me climax, feeling the tension in my body, but not feeling the flood of warm semen because the condom was trapping it, sent Chloe over the edge. She screamed out.

"UUUUUNNNNGGGHH, YES! EAT HER PUSSY, JOHNNY! MAKE OUR BABY CUMmph."

Her last word was cut short by her father shoving his dick into her mouth. I couldn't see it because my only view was of Kaylee's belly. But I heard not only the sounds of forced fellatio as if Jim were holding Chloe's head and fucking her throat, but also Beverly's encouragement.

"Yes, suck your Daddy, Chloe. You need his cum to feed the baby growing inside of you."

Soon Kaylee's belly started tensing, and I knew my daughter was close to her own orgasm. Her little legs clamped hard against my cheeks. I focused my attention on her little clitoris, and she almost collapsed over onto my head. If Beverly hadn't been holding her by the waist, she might have tumbled off of me.

"Yes, cum for your Daddy, Kaylee," Bev crooned. "He loves the taste of your little pussy's juice."

Kaylee was humping my mouth as I felt her orgasm flood my mouth. I slurped at her, hungry for my daughter's cum. But all too soon, Beverly was laying Kaylee down on the bed next to my head and climbing up onto my face herself. It wasn't long until I heard Kaylee's soft little snores.

"Make me cum, John, I'm so close," she said as she straddled my mouth.

I savored the taste, noting how different she was from her granddaughter. Kaylee was light, fresh, almost having no flavor. Beverly was hot, musky, and ripe. She tasted like sex.

Beverly grabbed my by the hair and lifted my face up to better grind her cunt against me. My dick was still inside my wife as she sucked her father off, but despite how hot it was to eat my daughter to orgasm and then immediately be mouth-fucked by my mother in-law, my poor dick was spent. Beverly heard the squishy sound of Chloe's contractions pushing my dick out of her. She reached behind herself to slip the condom off of my cock. I could see up her body as she took the used condom and squeezed my jism from it and into her mouth.

She threw the spent rubber down on the floor as she sloshed my semen around. Then she leaned over and kissed my daughter, letting a tiny bit of my cum dribble into Kaylee's sleeping mouth. Then Beverly sat up and swallowed the rest of me.

She looked down into my eyes and said, "When you cum in me, there won't be any condoms. And I haven't hit menopause yet. What do you say, Johnny, wanna get your mother in-law pregnant? Chloe and I could give birth to each other's husband's babies at the same time. We could train them up together."

With that, I felt Beverly's body tense. She smashed my face into her cunt and rubbed herself all over my mouth, smothering me to where I could barely breathe. But I loved it. I loved being used for her. It made me feel so good to know that I was nothing more than mouth for her to cum in. She made no noise as she came. She merely looked down into my eyes, breathing raggedly, as I felt her juices flow into my mouth.

Beverly rode out her orgasm on my face, twitching and spasming against my lips as my tongue continued to lick inside of her, slurping up her cum, until she eventually collapsed, falling over on the bed next to Kaylee.

The only sound left in the room was Jim's grunting and the gurgle made by his cock going in and out of my wife's throat. Eventually even that subsided with a prolonged groan, and Chloe collapsed on the bed, too, while Jim slumped back into the chair where I had been tied up.

As I lay on the bed, exhausted, surrounded by three generations of females, each of whom I'd just had one sort of sexual encounter with or another, I realized that I was the luckiest man alive.