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I found out what was going on completely by accident, and maybe I should have been surprised, but I wasn't. I guess in the back of my mind I suspected it all along. I mean, they were extremely close. I'm sure that questions about the true depth of their relationship had surfaced once or twice in my mind. But there was never anything I could put my finger on, so I probably shrugged the feeling off. Then one day I came home early from work and everything became crystal clear.
When I saw the car in the driveway, I recognized it and thought nothing of its presence. I entered the house happily, looking forward to relaxing with my wife and family. As soon as I stepped through the doorway and heard my wife's deep moans of pleasure, I knew that my happy homecoming had become a rude awakening.
Creeping up the stairs, I made my way to our bedroom. The door was open and I could see everything that was happening inside. I saw our two children, ages one and a half and three months, asleep in the playpen. And I saw my wife lying on her back on our bed, with her long, caramel-colored legs wrapped around her father.
I am a tall, dark-skinned black man. My wife, Sheila, is a beautiful,
light-complexioned mulatto woman. I love her very much. She is twenty-three, very polite, and extremely sexual. But I didn't know exactly how extremely sexual until I saw her with her father.
Standing in the doorway, I looked directly at the bed. Her father's back was to me and every time his hips rose I could see his long black dick lathered with my wife's pussy juices. He humped at her with slow, hard strokes that sent his prick pounding deep, something she always has enjoyed.
"Damn, Sheila, I love fucking this hot little pussy of yours," I heard him say.
Sheila laughed and kissed her father's lips.
"Oh, Daddy! You say the sweetest things," she laughed. "I'll bet you say that to all your daughters."
"That's because all of you have tight pussies," he said.
"And you love fucking all of us," she panted.
"You know I do, sweetheart." Suddenly he grunted and his hips began to move faster. "Oh, shit, baby. I'm gonna come."
"Yes! Do it! Come in my pussy, Daddy! Shoot me full!"
"What if I get you pregnant again?"
"I hope you do! Oh, Daddy, I'd love to have another baby for you!"
As they thrashed together in the throes of their mutual orgasms, I left before they could see me. I crept back down the stairs and out the door. Getting into my car, I went for a long drive and thought about what I'd seen.
Darren, my wife's father, and I were close. I thought of him more as a father than a father-in-law. We went fishing, camping, and generally spent a lot of our time together. And when I had problems, he was the man I talked to. Discovering that he was screwing his daughters gave me a fresh perspective regarding the man and my in-laws.
A million questions appeared to my mind. I wondered if everybody in my wife's family indulged in incestuous relations. Recalling my wife saying she'd love to have "another" baby for her father, I became curious as to which of our children he had fathered. That led me to wondering if any other members of their family produced children through an incestuous family union.
I wasn't upset by my wife's relationship with her father. If anything I agreed with it and was turned on by it. I've always felt that sexual pleasure as an expression of love between family members is acceptable. I've been fucking my mother and my twin sister since I began having sex. Incest has never been taboo in my family. And making babies within the family is something that occurs quite often.
I, myself, have five children by members of my family. My mother has two babies by me, my twin sister has one, my mother's sister has one, and one of my cousins has one. There are also a few that may or may not be mine.
I believe that children produced through family love to serve to strengthen the bonds of the family. And I was glad to know that, even though she was unaware of it, my wife agreed with me.
My cock was hard as a rock as I drove around thinking about what I'd seen and occasionally I'd stroke it through my pants. I wanted to let my wife know how I felt, but I couldn't figure out how to do it without causing her discomfort. I didn't want to embarrass her by walking into the house and simply blurting that I'd seen her fucking her father. But I wanted to let her know, let both of them know, that I was aware of what was going on and that I approved. As I continued to drive, I came up with a plan.
When I returned home, I saw that Darren's car was gone. Entering the house, I greeted Sheila with a passionate kiss and lifted her off her feet. I carried her into the living room and sat her down on the sofa. As I continued to kiss her, I removed the robe she wore.
Sheila smelled like fresh soap and strawberry shampoo. She had obviously just finished taking a shower and her soft skin glowed moistly. As I ran my tongue along her neck, I thought the taste of her flesh was especially sweet. At that point she wore nothing but a tiny pair of flower printed nylon bikini panties. And as I covered her firm breasts, then belly, with teasing licks and kisses, I slid her panties down her legs and helped her step out of them.
Turning her around, I spread kisses over the soft round cheeks of her butt. I could see red marks there, where her father's fingers had gripped her when they were together, and I kissed each one lovingly. I have always enjoyed kissing my wife's beautiful ass, but never as much as I came to enjoy it after discovering her with her father. And kissing those marks that day made me feel as if I was a part of their lovemaking.
Sheila squealed and wriggled her hips as I buried my face in the moist crack of her sexy, caramel-colored butt. I wrapped my arms around her wide spread legs as she knelt on the floor, with her upper body face down on the cushions of the couch, and rubbed her ass in my face while I licked and sucked her pretty asshole.
"Oh, yes, Ass Bandit. Lick me there. That feels so nice," she moaned. "Ass Bandit" is the playful nickname she gave me the first time I licked her ass. She said that she gave me that nickname in tribute to my ability to giver her pleasure through such a renegade sexual act.
Moving my lips to her furry swollen slit, I covered her juicy hole with my mouth and sucked a rush of salty sweet fluid from it. Although she had taken a shower, she hadn't douched, and I could taste the flavor of the cum mixture inside her. To me, it was especially sexy to know that I was tasting the combined sexual flavors of a father and daughter as I ate my wife's pussy. And I think my wife found it especially exciting as well, reaching behind her to hold my face to her fragrant cunt as she experienced multiple orgasms on my tongue.
I ate my wife until she couldn't take any more and pushed me away from her. She fell on the floor and lay on her side, drawing her knees up to her breasts and hugging her legs as creamy white juices drooled from between the plump lips of her slit.
After dinner, Sheila asked what had gotten into me when I came home, but I didn't tell her the truth. Instead, I told her that when I came through the door and saw her fine ass, my mouth immediately began to water. I said that I just had to eat that sweet, beautiful pussy, and she was happy with the compliment.
Sheila didn't become pregnant that day and the next month, when I was sure she was ovulating, I put my plan into action. I took the day off from work, made a few calls, and by the time we finished eating dinner, everything was ready.
We played with the kids for a while as we usually did after dinner. It was a family ritual that we spend time together after dinner. A couple of hours later we place the babies in the living room playpen and began to play with each other. Sheila and I kissed and teased each other as we removed each other's clothing. We took our time. When the doorbell rang, I was completely naked, and the only clothing Sheila wore was an open emerald blouse as her matching panties ringed her lower calf like an anklet.
I called out for the person at the door to come in and Sheila gasped in surprise as she attempted to remove my two fingers from where they were lodged deep inside her. She tried to get away from me and cover herself, but I held her where she was, turning her so that she faced the door while holding her arms down and pulling her back against me. The door opened and we both watched as her father walked in.
"What the hell?" Darren said, a frown appearing on his face. But even as he frowned I could see the way his eyes flowed hungrily over his daughter. "What's goin' on here?"
They both acted like they were embarrassed, and maybe they were in the beginning. Not knowing I was aware of their special relationship, perhaps they were shocked to find themselves in a carnal circumstance while in my presence. Anyway, both of them attempted to act as if they were uncomfortable, but I wouldn't allow it.
Laughing at their antics, I told them I knew they were making love to each other so they didn't have to act for my benefit. That shocked them. What shocked them even more was when I told them that I was also aware that he was the father of one of our children. You should have seen the look on their faces. But that was not why I had set up that moment, so I proceeded to put the rest of my plan to work.
I released my wife's arms and turned her face toward me. I gave her a brief kiss and told her I loved her and I thought what she and her father shared was a beautiful thing. I let her know that I respected and supported her love for her father and asked her to let me be a part of it. When I finished, she looked into my face for a moment, then she smiled. Sheila kissed me and relaxed, looking back against me.
"Well, what about it, Dad? Are you gonna come over here and join us or what?" I asked her father. I parted the front of her blouse and displayed her firm, round tits with their taut brown nipples to him. Coaxing her legs apart, I had her display her
brown-haired pussy to his gaze and let him see my fingers moving in and out of it. He continued to hesitate. "Or are you ashamed of your love for your daughter? I heard you say you love her. And I heard the two of you say that you want to make another baby together. Well, here's your chance. Sheila's hot and ready, and she should be fertile right now. What are you waiting for? All you have to do is move between her legs as she lays back on top of me, and fuck her. Look at how her pussy's creaming for it."
"Yes, Daddy. Come and fuck me. You heard him, he wants you to. He wants me to have another baby by you," Sheila said. She raised her legs so that her knees were pressed against her breasts and her cunt was completely exposed as I continued to fuck her with my fingers. "His fingers feel nice, but I'd prefer to have your big dick inside me. Give it to me, Daddy. Come over here and make love to me."
Darren literally ripped his clothes off. There was a sound of tearing and buttons flew as he bared his dark flesh. When he was naked, he wasted no time joining us on the sofa, and Sheila squealed happily as her father moved between her thighs.
Taking my fingers from her soaking wet cunt, I gripped Sheila's smooth thighs and held her legs open for her father. I watched as they shared a passionate kiss and heard my wife moan deeply as she guided his cock into her. As he began to fuck her, she clung to him lovingly.
"Ummm. Yesss. I love it. I love making love to the two most important men in my life. I love feeling my husband hold me while my father is fucking me," Sheila moaned. "Oh! This is so good!"
My had prick nestled in the crack of my wife's firm ass. I caressed her as she was fucked by Darren. For me, it was a perfect loving moment, and I enjoyed every second of it. Holding Sheila as her father fucked her with strong deep stokes was the most erotic time of my life, and I got off before either of them, my cum spurting out to cover her asscheeks with wetness.
Darren fucked Sheila three more times that night and ended up spending the weekend with us. During the time he was with us, I didn't make love to my wife at all. I let her father have her all to himself, and by the time he left she was well fucked and pregnant.
That was six months ago and since then there have been a lot of changes in our lives. I found out that not only is Sheila's immediate family incestuous, but her relatives on both her mother and her father's sides of the family are as well. I've introduced them to my family and everybody is getting along great. Babies are being conceived right and left.
Being a part of my wife's family is a dream come true. We are all close and loving and supportive, the way a family should be, and I thought your readers should know about it.