Author: Easy

Title: Dutch Incest Surprise

Summary: A visit to my sister and 13-year old niece in Rotterdam totally changes all our lives.

Keywords: MFg(13), incest, oral, intercourse, cons

This is a story not only of incest sex, but of strong incestuous love. My thanks go to my correspondent Ellie for inspiring the writing of it.

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DUTCH INCEST SURPRISE

The plane touches down with a jolt at Rotterdam. Hm, not the best of landings, I muse. But I don't care, really, Ellie - I'm so looking forward to staying with you and my niece Kerry. Haven't seen either of you for 5 years, since she was 8 years old. On the way over I've been getting so hard thinking about what you and I got up to, growing up together. Started with showing each other our private bits, like brothers and sisters do, then touching and feeling, then we couldn't stop ourselves wanting to go the whole way. And by god, did we! I first fucked you when you were just thirteen, and couldn't get enough of you. And after our naive parents put us in the same bedroom - well, I can't think that dying and going to heaven could have been any better! We carried on shagging even after you left school and starting having boyfriends, we both loved it, and each other, so much. The last time was on the evening before your wedding; we knew it would be the last, because you were determined to try to be faithful to your Dutch husband.

But it didn't work out, did it, Ellie. You've been divorced for 4 years now, and on the telephone and in e-mails you've been giving hints about how great it was between us all those years ago. You've invited me over me over to stay for a couple of weeks, not least because I haven't seen my niece Kerry for so long. You've told me how fast she's grown up and how she'd love to see her uncle again. A part of me is hoping against hope about the possibility of being able to fuck you again - I got so hot and bothered about it on the plane that I just had to use the plane's toilet to wank myself off in, as the only way to get my cock to go down again. It always does get hard just thinking about you, Ellie, and remembering how good you were with your sweet mouth and wriggling hips. Can't help wondering whether young Kerry's inherited your talents yet, as she's the same age as you were when I first got my cock into you. She was budding beautifully at 8 years old; it's going to be interesting to see how far she's developed!

You're waiting for me at the exit gate, and my heart skips a beat when I see your smiling face, clearly as delighted to see me as I am to see you. And Kerry's with you - bloody hell, hasn't she grown! What a little beauty! The three of us kiss and embrace warmly - we sit in the back seat of the taxi on the way to your flat, me sat between you and Kerry. I can feel the warmth of both your thighs against mine, and I feel a stirring in my cock as the movement of the taxi creates a slight but lovely friction between us. Kerry is wearing a loose skirt that has ridden a long way up, showing lovely schoolgirl legs. I catch a glimpse of white knickers; could she be doing this on purpose, I can't help wondering?

We chat excitedly on the way through Rotterdam. I am impressed by the new Erasmus bridge as we cross it, and get a great view of the river. We dodge a lot of trams, but finally we’re home. You’ve partly prepared lunch, and leave Kerry and me to talk while you’re in the kitchen. She’s wearing just a t-shirt in addition to her skirt, and I can see the outline of a bra holding her 13-year old budding breasts. She has some of your mannerisms in the way she talks and moves, Ellie, and I silently reproach myself for wondering whether she’s going to acquire your undoubted sexual talents, or even acquired them already. ‘Oh, stop it!’ I tell myself.

We all eat together, and I can’t help noticing the sly little smiles that pass between the two of you. ‘What’s that all about?’ I wonder. After the meal one of Kerry’s friends calls round, and they go together to the park to meet up with other friends. You and I sit on the sofa, and I’m thrilled when you take my hand and snuggle close to me. I catch a whiff of your perfume as you kiss my cheek. “It’s been too long, Peter,” you murmur as I turn my head and our lips meet. In that instant my cock hardens as the kiss transports me back to the delicious times we shared together over so many years. “Oh, God, Ellie!” I gasp as our tongues entwine. “I was hoping…….”. “Not as much as I’ve been!” you breathe in reply as your warm wet tongue delves deep into my mouth. “I want you again – now – quickly!”

Your hand goes straight to my jeans, and I jump as you squeeze my erection. “Mmm” you giggle – “Someone else wants it, too!” In only a few seconds you liberate my cock and lovingly wank it as we continue kissing. My heart is pounding away. Suddenly I remember Kerry. “Isn’t Kerry – won’t she be coming back soon?” I gasp. You smile. “Don’t worry about Kerry” you say. “I’ve told her to give us an hour at least. She knows about us, Peter – I don’t keep any secrets from her.” You give a sweet smile as you move your head down towards my cock. “Now this won’t be for long, just enough to get it wet – I’m too excited for much foreplay; I just want you up me again, now!”

As your moist pink lips slide down over my cock I remember what a good cocksucker you always were. As you start to slobber excitedly and noisily up and down I am taken back to those lovely early times in our bedroom together, trying not to make enough noise to alert our parents in the next bedroom with our incestuous illegal lovemaking. The forbidden nature of our rutting always made it so much hotter than it ever was with anyone else, Ellie!

I’m in seventh heaven as your warm, wet mouth works it's magic on my cock, your brother's cock. I'm delighted to see that you've learned to deepthroat in the intervening years, and the feeling (and sight) of your wet lips pressed firmly up against my balls and belly, with not a centimetre of cockflesh remaining outside, is too exquisite for words. But after only a couple of minutes you draw your drooling mouth off my prick. "Right!" you say, as you deftly remove your knickers. "You sit - I'll ride!"

"Take your skirt off, so I can watch you taking me up you" I urge. In a moment your skirt has joined your knickers on the floor, and you are kneeling on the sofa, straddling me. You take my hand and pull it to your sweet cunt, the object of my fascination and gratification for so long. What man wouldn't love to sink his cock into you, Ellie, and I'm the lucky bastard who's going to do the dirty deed. Tough job (not!), but someone's got to do it!

Your cunt is just as I remember it. Remembering how much you liked your clitoris played with, I delve my fingers into your opening, searching for lubricating juices and finding them, and draw them up to your emerging clit. As I start to massage that sweet spot you lean forward and lovingly kiss me, our tongues meeting in a hot incestuous dance. We are both breathing quickly as our sex hormones run riot through our bodies, and after only a few moments your hand goes to my hard cock beneath you. "Mmm, come on then, big boy; let's go!" you breathe, as you position your cunt up against the head of my knob, and lower yourself onto me. As my glans enters your moist warm opening I start to push in and out to work it further up into our belly, but you stop me. "Keep still!" you order - "I want to do this!"

'Yeah, as bossy as ever!' I think, but I do as I'm told - I wouldn't dare do otherwise! You start to work your lovely body up and down, and within a few seconds I am completely inside you. You stop and smile at me. "God, Peter!" you exclaim - "I've so missed you, and missed your cock. I even bought a dildo that looks like it, and dreamed of you as I fucked myself to orgasm with it. Kerry's so going to love - oh, shit!"

What? "Kerry?" I query. "Tell you later, my illegal lover!" you reply as you lean forward and kiss me again, and start to work your cunt up and down my full length. I am soon lost in love and lust as you breathlessly pound away. I remember how good you were, but now you're even better! But of course, I think - you were married for years, and you may have had other lovers with hard cocks, maybe even while you were married; practice makes perfect!

"Keep playing with me!" you urge. I know just what you mean, Ellie, and my fingers go straight to your swollen clit again and start to rub. It's so engorged, it's almost like a tiny cock! As you thrash around on me we become completely lost in each other; the air is filled with the sounds of sweet squelching of a wet cunt being royally fucked, and our lust-fuelled moans and cries. I know I won't be able to last long with such delicious stimulation, and within a few minutes I feel that familiar sensation starting in my balls as they come to the boil.

"Oh, Ellie!" I gasp. "It's - I'm cumming - do you want - are you on the Pill?" Your eyes blaze at me. "No, I'm not, and don't you dare pull out! Cum inside your sister like you used to, you dirty bastard!"

My eyes glaze over as my spunk comes charging up my cock, spurt after spurt shooting out into your wriggling belly. "Oh, God," you groan - "Fill me up - FILL ME UP!"

I almost scream in response; "Yes, Ellie, Oh, YES - TAKE MY SPUNK - IT'S FOR YOU, IT'S JUST FOR YOU, MY SISTER!!!" You slow down as the last drops squirt into you, and lean forward and whisper in my ear; "And for Kerry, my lover - and for Kerry!"

In my gloriously befuddled post-orgasmic state, your words don’t register immediately. But as my head gradually clears, the significance of what you said dawns on me. “Kerry?” I query. “What about Kerry?”

You put your arm around me and kiss me.  “ Peter, Kerry’s thirteen now, she’s started her periods and her body’s full of hormones running riot. I remember what I was like at thirteen, and you remember what I told you about losing my virginity to our uncle and his friend without really knowing what was going on. You, my big brother, taught me about love and sex – it was great! I want her taught the same way, by someone who cares about her and who I trust, not spotty schoolboys just trying to add her to their tally. In short, my sweet, you!”

For a few seconds I’m lost for words, Ellie. My sister and my lover wants me to fuck her underage daughter! Eventually I manage to ask you whether Kerry has any idea about this. You look at me with twinkling eyes. “Oh, Peter, sometimes you’re so naive! You bet she does. I’ve told her all about us and how good it was when we were teenagers, and she really wants her first time to be with you, and for you to teach her how to give and take love.”

I’m struggling to take the notion in, but I can’t help feeling a little warming in my softened cock at the thought of the lovely pubescent girl that I’ve just met for the first time in five years opening her slim legs for me and giving herself to me to teach, as I did her mother, my sister, at the same age of thirteen. “Could she keep it a secret if I, er, if we actually did it? I can’t risk going to jail, whether here or in England.”

“Oh, yes, Peter – don’t worry about that. She wants to so much to learn from you; she’d never tell, and nor, of course, would I. Oh, please, say you’ll do it – pleeeeeeeze, pretty please?” Your hand goes to my cock and fondles it sexily, and you look lovingly into my eyes. I know I’m lost, Ellie – I never could refuse you when you look at me like that.

I take a deep breath. “You are so devious, Ellie!” I chide. “You knew perfectly well I wouldn’t be able to turn you down – of course I’ll do it. But on one condition….”

Your brow furrows. “What’s that, then?” I kiss you. “That you help me. I want you with me and her, at least for the first time. I reckon it’d make her more relaxed as well, if you were there.”

A big grin spreads across your face. “Oh, you bet, my lover! I’ll guide you into her and hold her hand while you fuck her – I so want to see the cock that fucked me at thirteen, fucking my daughter at the same age! Oh, god, I’m getting so wet again, just thinking about it!”

I kiss you tenderly. “When shall we do the dirty deed, then?” I murmur. “Later tonight, well after dinner.  Look, shall we go out for dinner, the three of us? I’ll tell her when she gets home, and you and her can flirt at the restaurant!”

“Sounds good to me” I reply. “Look, I need a bath. If you get her to suck my cock I don’t want her to taste her mother’s juices!”

You giggle. “Ooooh, you’ve no idea, have you? She’s tasted that plenty of times, and I’ve tasted hers! Now go and have your bath. And I need to tell you, I’ve put her on the Pill, in preparation for this, so you can fuck her bareback!”
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You drive us to your favourite restaurant, which serves Indonesian food. Indonesia is a former Dutch colony, and so Indonesian cuisine has become a big favourite in the Netherlands. You insist on me sitting in the back with Kerry, and from the way she snuggles up to me and holds my hand, it’s clear you’ve briefed her about how you want the evening to go. From the warm look in her soft eyes as she looks at me it’s also clear that she’s also well up for progressing what you’ve planned. The realization of this, and the close contact with your nubile young daughter who obviously wants me to fuck her, gives me something of an erection already! It isn’t helped by the low-cut dress she’s wearing, giving me a tantalizing view of breasts that have grown enough to wobble slightly with the car’s motion. Kerry sees me glancing furtively at her cleavage and smiles at me.  She kisses me; a peck on the cheek, but then a second kiss, full on the mouth. Her soft lips linger for a few seconds, but that’s all it takes to give me a raging hardon! But before anything else can happen we’re at the restaurant. You see me slyly trying to adjust my cock to avoid my trousers tenting as I get out of the car, and I see you smile to yourself. You’re so wise to me, Ellie!

Once inside we’re shown to our table, and sit down. You insist on me sitting next to Kerry, with you opposite us. We order, and make small talk while we wait for the food to arrive. I can’t help noticing the glances that appear between you, and in response to one such glance Kerry moves closer to me; so close, in fact that our thighs are touching. I can feel her warmth through our clothes, and it’s intoxicating! Eventually the food arrives and we eat and drink, sharing a bottle of Merlot. Kerry has a lemonade that you make into a Merlot spritzer, not strong, doubtless as she’s only thirteen and not very used to alcohol. “Can’t have her rendered incapable through alcohol, can we?” you laughingly tell me. “Certainly not! “ I reply, looking down at Kerry, who giggles and blushes a little. So alluring!

We talk between mouthfuls. “Have you got a girlfriend, Uncle Peter?” she asks. “No-one regular,” I tell her. “Just occasional dates.”

“Do you……..do you, you know, do stuff with them on your dates?”

I think I could play the innocent here and ask her what she means, but quickly decide that there’s no point. “Well, occasionally,” I respond. “If we like each other enough.”

We continue eating. “How old are your dates?” asks Kerry, talking through a mouthful of food. You interject immediately. “Kerry, don’t talk with your mouth full. Not full of food, anyway!”

I almost choke.  You laugh, and Kerry blushes again. When I recover my composure I tell her that I don’t always know how old they are, as it isn’t the sort of thing one asks of occasional dates.

“What’s the youngest you’ve ever done stuff with?” she asks, with a little smile on her face. I hesitate, but then remember you telling me that you’ve told Kerry all about you and me and what we got up to in our teens. “Well, the same age as you,” I replied. “Your Mum’s told you about us, hasn’t she?”

Kerry gives a coquettish little giggle; you, my incestuous sister, just look sweetly at me, saying nothing. “Did you like it?” she asks. Now it’s my turn to laugh. “So many questions! Of course I liked it – so did your Mum, or we wouldn’t have kept doing it! Now come on, let’s not have the food get cold because we can’t stop talking.”

We finish the meal, and avoid coming back to the same subject. I enjoy the little glances that pass between you and Kerry as we wait for the bill. One such glance by you, Ellie, is accompanied by a slight motion of your head towards me as you look at her, and I suddenly feel Kerry’s hand on my thigh. There is an instant reaction from my cock, but before I can say anything about not being in the right place for anything like this, her hand has found my erection and is stroking it through my trousers.

I take a sharp breath in; how wrong is this, to have a 13-year old feeling my cock in a public place. The sensation is so delicious, though, that I can’t bring myself to stop her. You’re grinning broadly at me; this is working out just as you planned it! But suddenly the waiter appears with the bill, and Kerry slides her hand away. I pay the bill, and we head for the car. As I get in the back again I see you lean down and whisper something in Kerry’s ear, and see her smile and nod in response.

Kerry gets in beside me and once again gets up close to me as you drive off. We kiss again, and as we do her hand goes straight to my cock again. But this time it doesn’t stop at touching me through my trousers; she pulls down my zip and eases my underpants down, exposing the head of my erect cock. She looks smilingly up at me, and gently squeezes just below the head.  I gasp at the feel of this 13-year old Lolita’s fingers on my naked cockflesh; I want to give her my whole bare knob to stimulate, so I undo my trouser button, lift up a little, and pull down my trousers and pants just enough to expose my whole length together with my balls. I see you glancing in the mirror. Kerry does too, and looks up at you, questioningly. “Go on, darling,” you tell her as you drive, “like we said.”

I think ‘Fantastic – she’s going to wank me off in the car!’ But immediately it becomes obvious that this isn’t what’s been planned at all, as she leans down and licks my glans. I breathe in sharply with surprise, but no sooner than I’ve taken a couple of deep breaths, Kerry holds my cock upright and sweetly slips her mouth over it. “Oh, Kerry, yes – yes!” I gasp, as she gets a surprising length into her mouth for one so young and proceeds to bob up and down.

The sensations are to die for, as the willing child’s warm wet mouth does its sweet work on me. ‘God, where the fuck did she learn this!’ I find myself thinking as I look down at her sucking me off and listen to her little-girl voice going “Mmm….mmm….mmm.…mmm…..” as she goes up and down on me. I am so transported into ecstasy that I don’t notice us stop at traffic-lights until I see the female driver of the car next to ours gazing open-mouthed in shock at the lewd act she’s witnessing! But I’m certainly not going to pull Kerry’s mouth off, and just smile at the driver as we pull away when the lights change. I know I won’t be able to hold back from cumming for much longer, but just as I feel the first stirrings we arrive back home and Kerry pulls her mouth off and looks up at me with a big grin on her face.

“Come on, you two lovebirds!” you say, getting out of the car. “Let’s get indoors and carry on with this.” I manage to get my cock back into my trousers, no easy task because of its hardness, and we head for the front door. “Where’d she learn to do that, at just thirteen?” I whisper to you. “Oh, Peter!” you snigger; “Dildos make great training tools!”

Once inside, we all head upstairs. “You,” you order to me; “in my bedroom, now! Kerry, get yourself ready and then come in and join us. Put on what we agreed,” you add, with a smile. “Peter, you’re going to love her in what she’s going to have on, it’s so sexy!”

We go into your bedroom, which you have prepared beforehand, with soft lighting. You light a scented candle. Everything about you during this evening has made me realize how carefully you have planned what you want to happen, Ellie. You kiss me, eyes sparkling with anticipation. “Come on, get undressed and get into bed,” you tell me. Quickly we both strip off and get under the warm duvet and snuggle together, your hand lovingly caressing my cock, still wet from your daughter’s hot sweet sucking.

Kerry appears in the doorway, and my breath is taken away at the sight of the 13-year old wearing only a short see-through baby-doll nightie. Her pert provocative young breasts are clearly visible, darkened nipples pushing against the sheer material. “In here, darling, between us,” you tell her, and she climbs obediently in, a lovely smile on her face. I almost can’t believe this is happening, but my cock confirms that it is!

“Mmmm, Kerry, you look lovely,” I tell the youngster as I put my arm around her and draw her close to me. She’s clearly used a dab of scent as she smells wonderful. “Mum said you’d like me in this,” she says smilingly.

“She wasn’t wrong,“ I tell her. “Kerry, you’re irresistible. But before we go any further, I need to know – are you really OK with what we’re about to do? I don’t want you to feel pressurized.”

You interject. “Oh, Peter, of course she’s up for it, I’ve been preparing…..”

I interrupt you; “No, Ellie, I need to hear it from Kerry. Tell me, Kerry, are you ready for this?”

The young nymph kisses me on the cheek. “Yes, Uncle Peter, I am – Mum’s been using one of her dildos on me, that she says is like your……you know, your cock. Since she started to talk to me about it, and said that she could make it happen, I can’t help myself keep thinking about what it would be like, to……to have your real cock do it to me.”

“And did she tell you that you must never tell anyone about it, not ever? I could go to jail for what we’re about to do.”

“Yes, I’ll never tell, I promise, cross my heart and hope to die! Oh, please say we can do it, I want so much to know if it’s as good as Mum says it is!”

Well, what would any red-blooded man do in such a situation? I looked her straight in the eye. “Kerry, I’m going to fuck you, I don’t care that you’re only 13, you’re fucking gorgeous, just like your mum. You’re going to feel my cock going right inside you, inside your virgin cunt. I’m going to fill you up with spunk!”

My words inflame you, my incestuous lover and mother of the young daughter whose virginity I’m about to take. “Oh, God, Peter, I want to see this so much, I’ve wanted it for so long! Let me see it happen! But…..but, I want to watch you lick her first, she loves being licked, we do it together such a lot………go on, go down on her – you won’t taste a sweeter cunt!”

I look at Kerry; her eyes are shining brightly with excitement.  “Come on then, my sweet, get those lovely legs wide open for me,” I tell her. As the girl obediently does as she’s told, you pull her baby-doll nightie up above her budding breasts. What a glorious sight she makes, lying there expectantly, not at all afraid about what’s about to be done to her! I ease down the bed and position myself between her splayed thighs, but don’t go straight for the intended destination. With little licks and kisses I work gradually down from her belly-button – I can sense you’re impatient to see my tongue flicking over your daughter’s clitoris, but I’m in charge of this, not you, Ellie.  As I near the Holy Grail I glance up at you and smile. “Go on, you bastard, stop teasing me!” you exclaim.

I’ve made my point, that I’ll have some say in what happens. My fingers gently spread Kerry’s cuntlips, and the youngster gasps as I lightly kiss the moist pink flesh that appears. I can sense the tension as I pause to gaze at her most secret place that she and her mother are making available to me. A hint of perfume reaches my nose; she’s even thought to apply a dab or two down there, doubtless on the advice of you, her mother! My tongue snakes out and licks delicately upwards from Kerry’s glorious opening, up the full length of her slit. There’s no sign of a clitoris yet, but I pause at the apex of her cuntlips to give special attention with the tip of my tongue to where I know it will be hiding. She gasps even more at this, and reaches down to put one hand on my head as I start to lick and kiss her cunt more meaningfully. The taste of such a young pubescent girl enjoying cunnilingus for the first time is wonderful, so different from that of an adult woman.

I’m so concentrating on my lewd task and revelling in the sensations of enjoying my niece’s 13-year old cunt that I’m oblivious to what’s going on elsewhere. But when the tone of Kerry’s breathless little moans changes I glance up, without my tongue ceasing its wriggling ministrations, and see you and Kerry locked in a passionate kiss, your tongues duelling. The whole scene is so erotic, so illicit, making my prick so hard that it’s almost painful. I know I’m going to have to get it up her very soon, just to get some relief, and after a short while I lift my head. You break off from your panting daughter and smile at me. “Come on, then, lover, let’s go for it!” you urge. “She’s ready for it, oh, she’s so ready!”

I almost can’t believe how fast the situation is developing as I find myself pulling myself up over Kerry until my waggling erection is hanging over its intended destination. I kiss the young girl. “Are you really ready, Kerry?” I ask her, even though the expectant look on her highly aroused face tells me that my question is unnecessary. She just nods at me; her lips, wet from the hot kissing with her mother, are slightly parted, giving me a glimpse of her teeth and tongue.

“Guide me in, Ellie, guide me in!” I urge. You need no second invitation, and grasping my cock, you rub the head up and down your daughter’s pouting cuntlips a few times before holding it firmly against her inviting opening. “Go on, Peter, in you go!” you exclaim - I can hear the passion in your voice as what you have wanted and planned is about to happen. I look down between our bodies as I start to ease my cock into my new 13-year old lover!

So warm, so sweet! For a moment I worry about a hymen, and why my entry isn’t more difficult into the lovely virgin, but almost immediately remember that my sister’s dildo has very effectively smoothed my passage into her daughter’s pleasure-grove. Within a few pulses I’m fully into the youngster and fucking her like I would a grown woman. Kerry is gasping with each in-stroke, her mouth open. You take her hand and kiss her. “Oh, Kerry, you’re doing so well!” you encourage. “Is it nice – do you like being fucked?”

“Oh, Mum…….it’s…..so strange……..aah…….aah……aah…..!” The look of pure pleasure on Kerry’s young face, the lust I can see blazing in your eyes as you watch your brother heartily shagging your daughter, and the hot sound of a wet young cunt enthusiastically taking cock for the first time, all combine to almost make me think I’m in Paradise! “Kerry, you’re fucking gorgeous!” I pant as my pace gradually quickens.  “We’re…….we’re going to have so much fun together………Oh, God, this is fantastic!………..you’re fantastic!.............so hot………….so young……!”

Still holding Kerry’s hand you kiss me hotly, your tongue probing into my mouth as I plough in and out of your daughter’s wonderful cunt. This tips me over the edge, and I feel the delicious sensation of my balls preparing to deliver up their load. “Kerry……..Oh, Kerry, I’m going to cum in you…………..Oh, fucking hell, YES, YES, YES!.........AAAAAAAAAAARGH!”

I look down at Kerry’s sweet perspiring face as I shoot deep inside her. “I love you, Uncle Peter!” she cries out, and lifts her face to mine and kisses me as the last spurt of my little wrigglers leaves me. I almost collapse onto her, but manage to fall to the side as my cock slips out.

The orgasm has been so powerful that I am unable to stop myself drifting rapidly into oblivion. The last thing I remember is seeing you and Kerry once again warmly kissing, this time with you gently running your fingers up and down her de-flowered gash. I think how much I love you both as I lose consciousness.
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When I awake some hours later, Kerry is gone and you’re asleep beside me, your back to me. I spoon into you and cuddle you. You acknowledge my presence as you half wake up; “Mmmm…...”  I nibble your ear and kiss your cheek as my arm reaches around and softly fondles the nearest breast. “Where’s Kerry?” I ask, as I feel a stirring in my loins. “Back to her bed,” you murmur, “sleeping soundly now you’ve made a woman of her. But I’m here and available……….”

I don’t need asking twice, and slip my now-erect cock easily into you from behind. It is a nice, gentle, loving fuck, and I’m not even sure if you’re fully awake! But isn’t too long before I’m cumming again, this time in my sister, my wonderful sister! Only a few minutes later we’re both fast asleep again.
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I awake in the morning to the smell of coffee that you’ve made for us while I was still asleep. We relax in bed close together, sipping the fragrant hot liquid. After the events of the previous day and night, just being here with you like this, with  your warm body touching mine, I feel that there’s nowhere in the world I’d rather be. You turn to me and kiss me, but I notice a serious look on your face.

“Peter, I’ve got something to tell you,” you say, in a quiet voice. “What’s that, Ellie?” I ask; “You’re looking very serious.”

You draw a couple of breaths before responding. “You remember the evening before my wedding?”

I smile at you. “I could hardly forget, could I? I’ve lived on the memory of that last time for us ever since. It was so erotic, knowing that the next day you’d be taking your wedding vows with a bellyful of my spunk inside you!”

A smile flits across your face. “Oh, wasn’t it just! And think how I felt in the church, marrying Henk but looking at you and thinking how lovely the previous evening was for us.”

“Mmm, I noticed you kept glancing at me. Such a turn-on!”

You say nothing for a few seconds, then speak again. “Right, listen to what I’ve got to say, and let me finish before you say anything. Henk had been back in Holland on business for three weeks before the wedding, and only came back three days before. What with all the wedding preparations, we never had the opportunity to have sex again before the wedding-day. Well, on our wedding-night at the hotel nothing happened either; although Henk wasn’t drunk, the effect of the alcohol intake had left him unable to perform, so to speak. Didn’t really mind, as I was pretty tired. We flew off for our honeymoon later that day, but something in the hotel breakfast had seriously upset his stomach. In short, he’d got food-poisoning – not life-threatening or anything like that, but which had him spending most of the next few days either washed out in bed or on the loo. Even when the effects started to dissipate, he was in no condition for making love, and in fact, it was another two weeks after getting back from the fortninght’s honeymoon before he was able to raise a hard-on again.”

I giggle. “What a lovely way to put it!”

“Shut up and listen. As you know, I got pregnant with Kerry. You know when her birthday is; have you never thought about that in relation to my wedding-date?”

I’m suddenly sensing where this is going, and go cold. You continue; “No, I can see you haven’t, Peter. Kerry went full-term, the doctor and midwife said to the day; she was born exactly nine months after our last time together on that night before my wedding.”

It’s gone where I feared. “So……….Oh, fuck!”

“Yes, Peter – she’s your daughter. You’re her father as well as her uncle. There’s absolutely no possibility of her being anyone else’s.”

My mind’s in an absolute whirl. “How ……how long have you known?”

“Always, you idiot!”

“Did you ever tell Henk?”

“Of course not, what would have been the point? And there wasn’t any point in telling you, either, at least, not ‘til recently when I got to seriously thinking about Kerry’s and my future, and feeling that I couldn’t leave you out of it, after everything that’s been between us over the years.”

“And Kerry, does she know?”

“NO – absolutely not! And she must never know, either. I can’t have her spending the rest of her life living with the knowledge that she’s the product of an illegal incestuous relationship.” Your eyes blaze at me. “You MUST promise me that you’ll never tell, Peter, either Kerry or anyone else – I won’t allow the risk of her finding out.”

I’m still struggling with taking in the enormity of the situation that’s been thrust upon me. Not only that I’m the father of my sister’s child, but that I’ve just fucked my own daughter. And that it was one of the best fucks I’ve ever had, maybe THE best, in the eroticism of the circumstances of it, being helped by her mother.

You interrupt my thoughts. “Promise me, you bastard – PROMISE ME!”

I know I have to promise, and I do. “Oh, Ellie, of course I promise. You know I wouldn’t do anything to adversely affect either of you. But cut me some slack, please; I’m trying to come to terms with the fact that not only am I the father of my own sister’s child, but that you’ve knowingly set me up to fuck her!”

You look worriedly at me. “Are you mad at me? Would you rather I hadn’t? I know you well enough to know how much you enjoyed it!”

In my heart of hearts I know that even if I’d been aware of the truth of the situation before getting my cock into Kerry’s cunt, I would have still gone through with what my sister had set me up for. And enjoyed it just as much. And possibly even more, I think guiltily! “No, Ellie,” I gently re-assure you, “Of course I’m not mad at you. And I’m glad you’ve told me. And yes, you bet your sweet life I enjoyed it, and would have still fucked her and enjoyed it just as much if you’d told me beforehand.”

A look of relief comes over your face, and tears well up in your lovely eyes. One runs down each cheek; the sight absolutely melts me and I put my arms around you and clasp you to me and kiss your wet cheeks. I’m almost in tears myself at the emotion of the situation. “I love you, Ellie. And I love Kerry, too. I loved her as my niece, and now I love her even more as my daughter, even though she’ll never know that I’m her father.”

You turn your tear-stained face upwards.  “Oh, Peter! You don’t know how much it means to me to hear you say that. The situation, and you not knowing, has been tearing me apart for years. And…….and……” You stop, unable to carry on.

“And what, my love?”

You clear your throat. “And now you know, that doesn’t mean I want you not to do what I said – to carry on teaching her about love, sex, and everything.”

I grin at you. “So you want me to keep on fucking her, then?”

A smile appears again on your face, to my relief. “Oh, you put it so crudely! Yes, of course I do. And, of course, me as well!” You look serious again. “Peter, I want you to come here and live with us so we can all share our lives together. No-one knows us here, so no-one would ever know we’re brother and sister – maybe we could even get married. I know you could get work here; you’re qualified to teach English as a foreign language, and there’s always work here doing that. Please say you will; oh, please!”

I have difficulty keeping up with how fast this is all moving. But deep inside I know it’s a no-brainer. England with an obnoxious Tory government that’s ruled by the money-god, seemingly hell-bent on destroying everything that everyone’s come to value over the decades; attacking employment rights, taking money away from local authorities so that they have to cut valuable services; libraries closing; privatizing everything that so that their cronies can cream off money. Or the Netherlands in a loving relationship with my sister and daughter, and a liberal government that puts people first.

“Of course I’ll come, Ellie – of course I’ll come…………….”

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