Subject:     School Sendoff
Story Codes: MF MMF oral incest father daughter uncle niece
Diary Date:  September 4, 2006
Author:      Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>

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Summary:

It was time to leave for my last year of college.  In the past my dad was 
always the one to fuck me last but this year he was joined by his brother.  
It proved to be a "different" experience but then sometimes two can be better 
than one!

When I read this over I realized that I really rambled on a lot about things.  
If you're looking for a straight slam-bam style story, you might want to skip 
this one.  If you continue on, don't gripe at me later – you've been warned!

Table of Contents:
   Chapter 1 - Why Incest?
   Chapter 2 – Dad Does Me in the Garage
   Chapter 3 – Uncle Jim Joins In


Chapter 1 – Why Incest?
=======================

People always ask me why I have sex with members of my family.  In a way, I 
sort of resent the question as it implies there is some reason why I should 
NOT have sex with them but that’s another issue.  Well, there is no simple 
answer as there is a different reason for each one.  I have explained all of 
this in lots more detail in other article in my diary so this is only a short 
review to help to explain the events of this day.

First let me reiterate that in my view it is NOT adultery for a man to have 
sex with a woman other than his wife provided that woman is a member of his 
immediate family.  Adultery is having sex outside of marriage and a marriage 
is more than just one man and one woman – the entire family is a part of it.  
This is why family is so important to me.

My parents believe strongly in their marriage vows.  Thus my father would 
never even consider committing adultery yet he does have sex with several 
women besides my mother with but ALL of them are within his marriage family.  
This includes two of my cousins (primarily Kristi), my Aunt Linda (my mom's 
sister), and, of course, me.  Similarly, my mother enjoys being with my 
cousin Rick and his father (my Uncle Jim) but wouldn't dream of giving 
herself to any other man (except my husband someday, of course).

So let's start with the easiest to explain – my parents.  I shouldn't even 
have to explain why I have sex with my parents; the answer is obvious.  I 
love my parents more than anyone else in the world and would do anything to 
please them.  The bible commands that we honor our parents and in my mind, 
what greater honor is there than to offer myself physically to them, to 
present myself totally to them for whatever they desire and need without 
reservation or conditions?

Even so, there ARE difference between my parents when it comes to sex.  With 
my mother it is more of an equal relationship than it is with my dad.  When I 
have sex with my mom it is like being with a female "lover".  The bonds 
between us from just being mother and daughter evolve to another level to 
where we become "equals" in bed.

On the other hand, when I am with my dad I am ALWAYS his daughter and as such 
it is my duty to submit myself to him.  Now don't get me wrong as needless to 
say, I enjoy it physically but my greatest emotional feelings arise from the 
knowledge that I am pleasing my father and satisfying his deepest needs.  
When he cums in me it is not like it is when any other man does it.  With my 
dad, it is more than just a physical turn-on created by the feeling of a 
man's sperm filling my pussy.  When I feel my father cum in me it is a 
physical indicator of his love and respect for me, not to mention proof of 
the lust I have successfully created within him.

As for my cousin Kristi and me, it’s not complicated – we do it just for fun.  
Period.  Really, what more can I say?  I love my cousin but she is such a 
slut, and just loves sex.  I simply have a great time being with her.  It's 
all physical!  Besides, not that many people really have an issue with girls 
having sex with each other, even if they are cousins.

Many people are surprised when I say this but it's true... Kristi's mom, my 
Aunt Linda, and I haven't really been together a great deal.  When we have, 
usually it is in conjunction with someone else such as my mom or Kristi.  My 
aunt is an incredibly sexy woman and she certainly knows how to make love to 
a woman so I enjoy being with her, it just doesn't happen all that much.  
While she seems to like younger men, younger girls just aren't all that 
interesting to her in a sexual way (other than her daughter of course).

My youngest cousin, Tammy, is more of a "project" for me than anything else.  
I recognized early that she was going to be the sexy, rebellious girl in the 
family (her older sister Kate is SUCH a prude).  My goal was to teach her 
about sex so she wouldn't find out about it in the back seat of some car.  
Please don't judge me for this, but I also used her somewhat to soothe my own 
guilty conscious.

The only sexual regret I have concerning my family is that I didn't give my 
virginity to my father.  It wasn't that I made a conscious decision NOT to, 
it was just I didn't realize that he was even interested in having sex with 
me as I was growing up.  My parents wanted me to be the one to initiate 
things so unfortunately there was a two year period from when I first had sex 
until I was with my father.  That is a period that can never be reclaimed and 
I know my father would have loved to have fucked me when I was fourteen (or 
earlier from what my mom has told me).

Fortunately, my work with Tammy provided me with an opportunity to address my 
guilt, at least somewhat, as I arranged for my dad to take Tammy's virginity.  
Seeing him fuck her for the first time made me wonder what it would have been 
like had he been my first but at least I was able to do something to make it 
up to him.  Since then Tammy has done it with her dad and brother but as far 
as she and I are concerned, Tammy really prefers guys so there hasn't been a 
lot of action there, at least for me.

My cousin Rick, Tammy's older brother, is really just the ultimate boy-toy 
for both me AND my mom.  What can I say about him other than he is your 
typical horny teenage boy who wants to get laid every chance he can.  Oh did 
I mention that he can stay hard all night!  To my chagrin, he has what my mom 
calls a "Mrs.  Robinson" complex and seems to prefer my mom and Aunt Linda 
over me (although he certainly doesn't turn me down when I want him).  Oh 
well, it makes the two of them happy and it's not like I NEED him to get 
myself laid so I guess it all works out.  Still, I wouldn't mind being fucked 
by him more often!

Finally, there is my Uncle Jim.  He is a couple of years younger than my dad 
and married to a wife who is generally a pretty nice person.  Her problem is 
that she has enough sexual hang-ups to earn the title Prude Mother of the 
Century.  She is always on my mom's case about how I dress and act around 
men, and even has had a word or two for my mom at times when her bikini got a 
bit too small for my aunt's sensibilities.

Well, if Aunt Shari had even an inkling of what the men in her family were 
doing, it would be a disaster, not to mention what she would do if she knew 
what her youngest daughter was doing to every boy in school!  As a result, I 
would say my original moves towards my uncle were not so much based on any 
desire of mine to have sex with him but rather more to have him fuck me 
behind my aunt's back!

Anyone who knows me knows that I love having sex with married men.  There is 
no way to adequately express the way it makes me feel when a man fucks me and 
I know he has a wife back home who has no idea that her loving husband wants 
me more than her and is willing to risk everything just to have me.  With my 
uncle, this feeling is all the more intense because of the relationships 
involved.  My aunt would crucify her husband (and probably have me burned at 
the stake) if she knew he was fucking me!

Bottom line then, I have only been fucked by my uncle a few times and then 
primarily just for the thrill of doing it without my aunt knowing – 
especially later when I would see her, sometimes with a load of her husband's 
cum still in me!

I apologize if this has been boring but with that all said, hopefully it will 
make it easier for you understand why I did what I did on this day.  
Actually, it wasn't something I DID, as that would imply I initiated it, but 
rather something that I ALLOWED to happen once it was started by someone 
else.  I guess in my book there is a big difference between the two as they 
indicate the state of mind I was in and how I felt about what happened.


Chapter 2 – Dad Does Me in the Garage 
=====================================

It was the end of summer break and I was almost finished packing up my things 
to return to school.  I have my own car now so my parents didn't have to 
drive me over three hours to school and then back again.  While overall I 
think they appreciated not having to make the long drive, it DID mean that 
our goodbyes had to be said here at home and not at school – something that 
got pretty interesting in years past.

Down in the garage, I was standing behind my car with the trunk wide open and 
what seemed like a never-ending pile of stuff surrounding me as I pondered 
how I was going to fit the last of it in.  Somehow during the past few hours, 
what had seemed to be a huge trunk earlier had shrunk dramatically!  It was 
like a Twilight episode or something.

"Hey baby, how's it going?"

I turned to see who was talking to me and there was my dad at the door 
leading to the basement from the garage.  Our house is on a typical steep 
Pittsburgh hill so the garage was attached to the basement at the rear of our 
house.  Thus the door from the garage lead to the basement where our family 
room was.  We had a formal living room upstairs with fancy furniture and a 
fireplace but that was reserved for entertaining guests.  As a result most of 
our time was spent in the basement where the large screen TV loomed and lots 
of comfortable furniture was available.

It was Labor Day my dad was home for the holiday.  The last time I had 
checked he was watching TV and didn't even seem to notice when I passed by 
with another armful of stuff.  Sure, he had offered earlier to help me pack 
but when one look at what he was watching on the TV and I just smiled and 
told him to relax and enjoy himself.

Indeed, one of the things I would miss at school was seeing my dad jerking 
off to a porn flick!  My goodness, at my school even discussing masturbation 
was taboo, let alone doing it on front of anyone.  Frankly, I've never 
understood the big deal about it.  I mean, what's the point in trying to hide 
it?  I was raised understanding that everyone has "needs" and sometimes the 
best way to deal with them was to masturbate.  There was nothing dirty or 
pornographic about masturbation.  After all, doesn't just about everyone do 
it?

My parents had seen me masturbating since I was barely a teenager and it 
never resulted in some sort of perverted orgy or any other silly thing that 
the porn movies would make you think would happen.  I get disgusted at them 
sometimes because they mislead people so badly.  What is the point in having 
to sneak up to my room after getting horny from seeing a hot guy on TV 
instead of just taking care of myself wherever I am at the time?  Really, so 
what if my parents are in the room?  It wasn't like I was doing it for them 
or anything (well, at least I usually didn't.)

So anyway, seeing my dad at the door I surmised either the movie was over or 
he had cum and was finished, at least for the moment.  It wasn't very hard to 
figure out as judging from the bulge pushing out the front of his athletic 
shorts, I was pretty sure it was the former!  It wasn't just his erection 
that told me what he had on his mind.  He had that distinctive look in his 
eyes, the same look I got from the lonely guys at the mall get when I would 
tease them.  I smiled to myself as I realized that my father was horny as 
hell and it didn't take any special female intuition to see that it was his 
intention to take care of his "special needs".

My pussy was tingling, just as it always does whenever I see my dad this way.  
Well, what can I say?  It's not my fault that it excites me knowing that my 
dad wants to fuck me more than anything else at this moment.  Regardless of 
all that, it is God's command that you honor your father and as his daughter, 
if that meant allowing him fuck me whenever he wanted to, then that is was 
what I had to let him do.  Please don't take that to mean he forces himself 
on me or anything sick like I am his slave.  My father respects me completely 
and would never ask me to do anything I didn't want to.  Thus it works out 
well for both of us as I enjoy being with my dad this way.  Fortunately, not 
every responsibility I have needs to be unpleasant!

"Ohhhhh, I'm about finished, daddy," I replied as I squeezed the last bag 
into the trunk and tried to close it.

The damn thing resisted me at first so I jumped up and pushed down on it.  A  
loud click signified my triumph over technology!  Relieved it stayed closed, 
I looked back at him again and licked my lips at the sight of his erection.  
OK, technically I couldn't see it because it hidden behind his shorts but it 
was oh so obvious what was going on in there.  My dad had to be careful to 
wear tighter underwear when we were together in public to keep from being so 
obvious about how I made him feel.

I'll never forget the time in church after he had fucked me earlier at home 
and now he was horny for me again.  Just before the service started and it 
was still noisy, I leaned over to him and whispered in his ear, "Wanna fuck 
me again daddy?" That was all it took to set him off again.  When he stood up 
for the opening hymn, I almost giggled out loud when I saw him poking out so 
obviously.  The poor guy had to press against the pew in front of us to hide 
the erection that his loose boxer shorts didn't have a prayer to contain.

My mother was furious at us and I thought she was going to slap him right 
then and there.  I thought the whole thing was hilarious – well, I guess you 
had to be there.  To finish, just say that mom always set out jockey shorts 
for him on Sunday mornings!

"Hmmmmmm daddy, was there something special you wanted?" I teased him in a 
playful little-girl voice.

I put my hands on my hips and waited patiently for him to respond.  Being I 
had expect to be heading back to school when I was done packing, I wasn't 
wearing anything particularly sexy.  What would be the sense getting in 
trouble with the dress-code Nazis at school on my first day back?  A simple 
pair of jeans, snug but not overly tight, and a floral blouse with a pair of 
sneakers and other than white ankle socks, that was it.

While at school I have to wear opaque clothes and generally prudish styles so 
one of my personal little "rebellions" was to avoid underwear whenever 
possible.  To be sure, I couldn't be blatant about it, and with some outfits 
there wasn't an option but to wear something to avoid being arrested.  The 
nice thing about jeans is that there is no need for panties or even a thong 
unless I plan to be teasing someone later.  My 34C boobs are plenty firm 
enough to let me get away without a bra in most outfits unless the material 
is excessively tight or sheer.  I had my hair pulled back in a simple 
ponytail and was wearing just the bare minimum of makeup so it wasn't like I 
was looking super sexy or anything, at least not to me when I looked in the 
mirror.  Actually, some guys seem to prefer me this way, saying it gave me 
that "girl-next-door" look.  Maybe so but to me I am never sure if that means 
I am sexy or just plain.

"Oh yeah baby," my dad said with a twinkle in his eye, "And daddy's little 
slut knows what he wants, doesn't she?"

That was my dad's favorite nickname for me, "Daddy's little slut", and I just 
LOVED it when he called me that – and he knew it.  As for me, I loved calling 
him "daddy" when we were fooling around with each other instead of "dad" like 
I usually did (or "father" when I was perturbed with him).  I NEVER can even 
remember calling him John, not even in jest.  I know some girls who call 
their parents by their first names but that just seems so disrespectful to 
me.

As for the "slut" part, well what can I say about it?  After all, I AM a slut 
and quite proud of it actually, especially in the sense that my dad intends 
when he calls me that.  When most people call me a slut I know that it means 
that they see me as someone who is sexy and not afraid to show off a bit or 
even do something about it.  From that perspective, why would I consider it a 
slur?  Of course, some people use it as a way to be mean or to criticize and 
naturally I do not like it under those circumstances.  I know my dad doesn't 
mean it that way and when he calls me a slut it is like the ultimate 
compliment that he can give me!  There is something special when my dad says 
it though.  He is telling me that I am HIS little slut which makes me feel 
especially good and warm inside.

Looking at my dad, indeed, there was no doubt in my mind whatsoever what he 
wanted.  My dad had one thing on his mind now and that was to fuck his 
daughter!  I felt a shiver down my back as I realized that for all practical 
purposes, it was a done deal now.  No matter what my plans or intentions may 
have been even a few minutes ago, there was no way I was NOT going to be 
fucked in the next few minutes.

When my dad was in this mood there was only one way for things to turn out – 
he was going to fuck me.  I was OK with it and actually I was proud of the 
fact that in the past five years since I first gave myself to my father, I 
had NEVER refused him.  Sure there had been times when it was inconvenient or 
frankly, I just wasn't in the mood.  That wasn't the case today, not by a 
long shot.  Today there was no problem for me at all – I was just as horny as 
he was knowing that once I left for school, the odds of having sex (at least 
with someone other than myself) were pretty poor.

My car was the only one in the garage as my mother was out shopping and my 
dad had left his SUV out in the driveway so I would have more room to pack.  
I had pulled in the middle of the garage and had all the doors open as well 
as the trunk to make it as easy as possible to find just the right place to 
stuff that last thing I couldn't fit anywhere else.

Not only did our property slope sharply from front to back, thus allowing the 
garage to be attached to the basement in the rear, but it also sloped side to 
side going down the street in front of us such that each house was about half 
a story lower than the one preceding it.  Our driveway ran down the side of 
our house before turning into the garage so there was a retaining wall on one 
side to keep the neighbor's house from falling into ours.  The result was 
that once you were about half-way into our garage, unless you were actually 
standing in our own driveway or laying flat on our neighbor's driveway, there 
was no way for anyone to see inside.

At this moment that was proving to be convenient.  I slowly walked from the 
rear of my car to the front fender ahead of the driver's door and leaned over 
onto the hood, putting both hands flat on the hood and looking back over my 
shoulder at my dad.

"Ohhhhhhhhh, I think I have an idea what you want," I said seductively as I 
started to seriously tease my dad.

When he got this way I loved to tease him a bit at first rather than just 
throw myself at him.  Of course, he wouldn't have objected had I simply 
walked up to him, pulled down his shorts and started sucking his cock right 
then and there on the steps.  Truthfully, that didn't sound like such a bad 
idea the more I thought about it!  Even so, I knew that it would be worth it 
in the end to tease just a little bit at first and flirt, even if he was my 
father (or should I say, because he was my father!)  This wasn't the same as 
when I flirt at the mall with the men and boys.  Then I have no intention 
whatsoever of allowing them to so much as touch me, let alone do anything 
else.

Fooling around at the mall was the definition of true flirting – or cock-
teasing as the guys preferred to call it.  With my dad, though, it was more 
like giving him an appetizer or a preview.  No matter how much I pretended 
that it was not decided one way or the other, in the end he knew he was going 
to get it.  Still, I think it's more fun to do it this way and at least 
pretend he had to try to work to have me.  I wiggled my butt at him a little 
and giggled like a little girl.

"So daddy, see anything you like?" I said as I kept giggling at him like an 
eighth grader.

"Hmmmmmm, I THINK so," he replied with a clever smile, "But how can I be sure 
with all those clothes covering you up?"

He was so silly sometimes!  I laughed and flipped my head around, making my 
ponytail fly out straight which always felt fun to me.  Sometimes I would 
shake my head back and forth just to make it whip from side to side.  
Sometimes I toyed with the idea of cutting it shorter or letting it grow 
longer but this length seemed to be a good compromise.  Indeed, one of the 
worst things I ever did to my hair was to bleach it blonde one summer when I 
was nineteen.  Not only that, but I had it cut it a bit shorter than usual 
and I almost cried the first time I saw myself in the mirror (actually I did 
cry but it wasn't the girl's fault – I asked for it).  Not only did it 
drastically change the way I looked more than I was expecting, but people 
treated me differently afterwards.

It may sound like a clichι but yes, people DO treat blondes like they are 
stupid.  The only good thing, if you want to call it that, was they also 
expected me to be "looser" than your typical brunette.  Before I got my 
contacts I use to wear glasses - and sometimes I do when my eyes are 
bothering me.  During those times it was just the opposite as people seem to 
treat a brunette with glasses like some sort of nerd!  Not only that, but 
guys automatically assumed when they first met me that I was Little Miss 
Prude.  Needless to say, it was an impression I soon changed once they got to 
know me!

Turning around, I leaned back against the fender and grinned at my dad as I 
slowly undid my belt and unbuttoned my jeans after which I slowly slid the 
zipper down to the bottom.  I spread the waist open but without any panties 
to reveal there was nothing showing but bare skin.  My pussy was still well 
hidden as the jeans were much to high on my waist to reveal anything of 
importance.  Putting my hands to my side, I rested them on the fender and 
smiled at my dad again.

"Is this better daddy?" I asked innocently as if I had actually done 
something significant.

Of course he shook his head and just folded his arms as if he was prepared to 
wait me out until I did what he wanted.  I grabbed the sides of my jeans and 
pulled them down and off my ass until they were down to my knees.  I leaned 
back again and the cold steel of my car met my now bare bottom.  Having just 
shaved this morning, my pussy and legs were smooth as a baby's behind without 
a single hair showing.

My dad nodded his approval and motioned with his hand for me to keep going.  
I looked out through the open garage door and all I could see was the wall on 
the far side of the driveway as I was far enough inside that the house next 
door was up too high to see from my angle.  Well, if I couldn't see them, 
then I guess they couldn't see me.  It was an older couple next door to us in 
that direction anyway and I rarely even saw them so it wasn't a big concern 
of mine.

I wiggled my ass with my legs closer together resulting in my jeans falling 
from my knees to my ankles.  Although I tried at first to kick them off, my 
sneakers foiled my initial attempts so I slid them off, leaving my socks on 
so that I wouldn't have to go barefoot on the garage floor.  My dad kept it 
pretty clean but it was still a garage floor.  This time the jeans came off 
and with the second leg they flew across and hit the wall!

I put my hands to my mouth as I couldn't believe I had kicked them that hard 
but my dad just laughed.  Besides, he wasn't looking at the jeans – he was 
more interested in what the jeans had been covering up until now.  A grin 
came to face as I saw his eyes zooming in on my bare pussy.  It made me feel 
good to see him looking at me that way.

For the moment I was bare-bottom, leaning back against the car.  It was more 
comfortable for me as for whatever reason, I’ve always enjoyed running around 
with a top on but bare-bottom down below.  At night around the house I 
usually wear either one of my dad's dress shirts or a t-shirt without 
anything else.  While my dad's shirts were big enough to cover me enough to 
make me decent at a church sleepover, most of my t-shirts were not all that 
long and usually left my ass showing and everything else as you might 
imagine.

It wasn't just the sexual nature of the clothing, although that was certainly 
a factor at times, but as much an issue of comfort for me.  I just didn't 
feel comfortable running around with my boobs hanging out and even the 
slightest protection of a t-shirt was enough to make me feel more secure.  It 
wasn't the same with my ass.  If anything, I loved the feel of cool air 
against my butt and the way it felt when I sat down on the couch or a chair.  
Also, not having something pulling up my crotch was a pleasure all in of 
itself.  Like bras and panties, there was a time and place for "camel-toe" 
outfits but for general everyday living, just not for me.  So after all that 
is said and done, I was left in the garage with nothing on but my blouse 
which hung down to my waist but wasn't exactly being very useful in covering 
up my privates!

"Now THAT'S much better!" my dad complimented me.

"Well... are you just going to look daddy?" I said with my hand to my face 
like I was a naοve little girl again.  My dad chuckled, realizing it was time 
to take our little game to another level.  When I was younger I use to have 
fun dressing up for my dad and showing off in outfits he bought me but that 
is where our "game" would always end.  Sometimes he would take pictures of me 
but he never touched me nor did I touch him, at least not in any sexual way.  
After that fateful day when I was sixteen and we had sex for the first time, 
everything changed dramatically.  Our "game" now went from the demo version 
to the full version with all levels open for play!

My dad walked quickly through the garage until he was up against me.  He put 
his arms around me and grabbed my ass with both hands, each butt cheek in one 
hand.  I giggled as he squeezed them playfully and then slapped them one at a 
time with a naughty spank of his hands.

"Daddy!" I said in mock protest.

"Ahhhhhh, poor baby," my dad said softly, "Here... let me make it up to you."

My dad pressed up against me, pushing me back harder against my car.  I could 
feel his stiff cock through his shorts and wished he would take it out right 
then and there and give it to me.  Well, no need to rush things as he would 
soon enough if I knew my dad at all!  Meanwhile, he ran his hands up my back 
over the blouse and then tugged mischievously on my ponytail.

"Daddy!!" I said, more forceful this time, "Now THAT hurt!"

"Well, let's see if we can make you forget about that too," my dad murmured 
to me.

From the deepening tone of his voice I could tell his lust was building even 
stronger.  I knew from plenty of experience that the hornier he got the 
softer he spoke to me, at least until he was fucking me and about to cum or 
something like that.  He leaned down to me and I raised my head up to him as 
best as I could.  Our lips met and instantly his tongue was pushing against 
my mouth until my tongue came out to meet his as well.

When we first started having sex I wasn't always sure about kissing my dad.  
In some ways it was almost too personal, as if I was his lover or something 
weird like that instead of his loving daughter.  In the end, I figured I had 
to just trust him and allow him to do what he wanted without worrying about 
something that was likely not even remotely going through his head.  My 
father deserved my trust and I never had regretted putting myself in his 
hands – literally as well as figuratively.

As we kissed passionately, I lowered my arms and reached inside the elastic 
band of his shorts to search for his cock.  It wasn't hard to find, that was 
for sure!  Damn, if had been just a little bit longer it would have been 
poking out the top of the waist band!  As it was I found it almost 
immediately upon venturing inside his shorts.  I grabbed the shaft with my 
right hand, encircling it with my palm and fingers as I gently stroked it up 
and down in slow motion as we continued to kiss.  I felt my dad's breath 
quicken for a moment when my hand first held his cock and I also felt another 
twinge in my pussy as it reminded me in not too subtle of ways that it was 
still waiting for what I had promised it not too long before!

As we kissed my dad started to unbutton my blouse.  The buttons on this one 
were a little harder to deal with than most and he fumbled around so much I 
was tempted to reach up and deal with them myself but that would have meant 
letting go of his cock NOT something I wanted to do now that I had it in my 
hand.  Besides, it would have been a blow to his male ego.  Men always seem 
to have such fragile egos when it came to sex and I didn't want to disturb my 
dad's pleasure in any way.  He eventually got them all undone and his hands 
reached inside my now open blouse where each one cupped one of my boobs and 
gently squeezed them.  He let my nipples poke between his fingers which then 
tightened down on them causing them to pull just enough when he gripped my 
breast to send a tingle through me.  My nipples were hard and pointy and I 
loved them to be played with when they are this way.

"God you feel so fucking good," he whispered to me as his hands began to move 
over my bare body, caressing my smooth skin with his fingertips.  I loved it 
when he touched me like this, like a teenage boy exploring a girl for the 
first time.  His hands roamed all over my upper body, eventually working 
their way down to my lower back and then finally cupping my ass.  His hands 
were so big that it felt like they covered my entire butt and he lifted me up 
to my toes as he squeezed them and pulled me in tighter to him.

"I love your tight ass," he murmured to me, "It feels so warm and smooth; I 
could just hold it all day this way."

"I love you to touch me daddy," I sighed back to him.

I wasn't saying it just to make him feel good either.  Since I was a little 
girl I have loved my ass to be touched and played with, even it was just my 
own hands doing the work.  When I was little I would sit on my dad's lap or 
on the lap of one of my uncles and giggle when they teased me by rubbing my 
butt or squeezing it.  There wasn't anything naughty about it back them; it 
was just for fun but sometimes I look back now wonder what else they were 
thinking when they were doing it!

My arm was squeezed in tightly between us but I never let go of his hard 
cock.  Really, I was just holding onto it more than anything as I let him 
fondle me and kiss my neck and shoulders.  It felt so warm in my hand and I 
loved the feeling it gave me to know that he was hard because of his desire 
for me – his own daughter.  A guy can say anything and who knows what he 
really means but a cock is like a built-in lie detector.

There was no denying my dad's true feelings for me when the evidence was so 
plain to see (and feel!) between his legs.  It was one thing when other men 
got excited over me.  Face it, men can get excited over just about anything 
so if a guy gets an erection because of me it doesn't necessarily mean 
anything special to me, at least not emotionally.  With my dad, though, it 
was different.  How many fathers do you know get an erection when they think 
about their daughter?  Well, maybe quite a few but how many of those fathers 
would allow their daughter to KNOW they were having an erection because of 
their feelings toward her?

That was what made my dad so special to me, knowing that he loved me and 
respected me so much that he was willing to show me his lust for me, to admit 
his desires for me and then finally, to actually ACT on those lustful 
feelings and desires – even to the point of fucking me.  Holding his hard 
cock in my hand, I squirmed a bit as my pussy ached to feel him inside of me.  
At this moment I wanted my father to fuck me so bad I could have screamed!  I 
wanted to feel my dad's dick in me.  I wanted him to show me how much he 
loved me as his only daughter.  I wanted him to share himself with me in the 
most intimate way he could.  I sighed as I daydreamed, thinking of him 
cumming in me as he told me what a good daughter I was being to him.

"You want it, don't you baby," my dad said in a low husky voice, breaking my 
reverie.

Truth be told, I could tell from the tone that HE was the one who really 
wanted it but I knew that it turned him on when he thought that I was the one 
asking for it.  Well, of course I wanted him to fuck me – no matter who he 
was I loved sex so why wouldn't I want it?  However, with my dad I wanted it 
more so I could please him than for my own personal gratification.

"Oh yes daddy, I want it... Oh my god I want it... please fuck me daddy," I 
moaned as I pulled on his cock.

Under other circumstances I would probably sucked him for a while to get 
things started but today it seemed that my dad was so horny for me that he 
wanted to get right to it.  Slipping the blowjob today was fine with me as my 
pussy was dying for a cock!

"Oh yeah baby, you just love to be fucked, don't you... you're such a fucking 
Slut... you want your daddy's cock, don't you?"

"Yes daddy... I want it."

"Do you want to be a good daughter for your father?"

"Oh daddy, yes!  ...you can do anything you want to me... anything... just 
show me how much you love me."

I went on for a while longer, telling him over and over how much I wanted him 
to fuck me, how badly I wanted to please him, how much I wanted to be a good 
girl for my daddy.  My father has always been so wonderful to me and I owe 
him so much that to offer myself to him and give myself totally over to him 
seemed almost inadequate.  I would have done anything he asked and allowed 
him to do anything he wanted to me because he was my father and I trusted him 
totally.  He would never do anything to hurt me and it made me feel so 
fulfilled when he would just leave his cock in me after he had cum and just 
hold me in his strong arms, feeling our bodies joined together and knowing 
what he had he just left inside of me.

On a bit of a side note, while I LOVE my father to cum inside of me, it is 
NOT my intention or desire to ever get pregnant from him or anything weird 
like that.  Frankly, the very thought of such a thing is revolting to me.  
Think about it - I am his daughter, not his wife or lover, so why would I 
even want to dream about having his baby?  The reason I love my dad to cum in 
my pussy is because of the love and respect that it shows for me from him.  I 
am not just any girl to him – I am his only daughter and for him to fuck me 
and then leave his sperm in me builds a very special bond between us that can 
only be shared, and possibly even truly understood, by a father and his 
daughter.

So anyway, I could tell from his breathing and voice that he was entering 
that state of mind that he sometimes did when he was totally consumed by his 
lust and sexual desires.  His eyes seemed to lose their focus as it was like 
he entered this world where nothing mattered but sex.  I knew once he was in 
this state that there was no turning back.  The only result that was possible 
from here on was for him to fuck me.

I think the entire neighborhood could have gathered at the entrance to our 
garage at this point and he wouldn't have even noticed, let alone stop what 
he was doing.  It was almost scary in a way as I sometimes wondered if he 
even remembered who I was.  It was like he was some sort of animal that was 
in heat and the only way to bring him back was to allow him to consummate his 
desires.  I say scary only in that I have no idea what is his mind when he 
fucks me in this state and afterwards he never talks about it.  At the same 
time, it is a bit thrilling as I know that he must want ‘em even more than 
usual to get this way.

Without another word he grabbed me by the waist and lifted me up onto the 
hood of my car.  I leaned back on my hands behind me and spread my legs wide 
for him.  I still had my blouse on but it was hanging to the side, revealing 
my boobs in full for him.  He stood back for a second, stroking his cock as 
he stared at my pussy and licked his lips in anticipation.

"That's it you fucking little slut, spread those pretty legs apart," he said 
slowly in a deep voice, "Mmmmmmm, you know I'm going to fuck you so good."

I didn't respond verbally but instead just watched as he moved up closer to 
me and held the head of his cock up to the entrance of my pussy.  He rubbed 
it up and down my pussy slit, wetting the head of his cock and teasing my 
hard clit.  My hips squirmed as my clit shot out bolts of lightning that ran 
through my body like electricity.

"Yeah, you really want it bad, don't you," he teased me, "God, you can never 
get enough, can you?"

"Fuck me daddy," was all I had to say then.

It was all he needed to hear as well.  He placed the head of his dick at the 
entrance to my pussy and pushed forward.  He grunted as my pussy resisted at 
first but he didn't let up the pressure and suddenly his cock head just 
popped into me and disappeared from view as I watched him fucking me.  I 
could feel his head in my pussy which almost screamed with pleasure as his 
dick rubbed against the sensitive nerves that lined the entrance to my cunt.

"Damn, you're always so fucking tight," he said, almost to himself more than 
to me.

Although my dad loved my mother more than anything and she was the only 
person he truly "made love" to, even she would freely admit that my father 
was enamored with the tightness of my pussy, especially when he compared mine 
to my mom's.  It wasn't her fault – childbirth and decades of fucking take 
their toll!

In addition to the advantage of youth, another thing I think helps to keep me 
tight is that I am not a big fan of dildos so the only time my pussy gets 
stretched out is when I'm actually fucking.  Even then, most guys have dicks 
that are a lot smaller than your average dildo (sorry guys, but it's just a 
fact of life).  I know some girls that love these monster dildos and it's no 
wonder that they get loose fucking themselves with those atrocities!  It's 
like a smoker complaining about lung cancer – you have to pay for your 
actions sooner or later.  I was proud of my tight pussy, even if it DID make 
it a bit hard sometimes to get started.

My butt slid on the smooth clean car hood as he grabbed my hips and pulled me 
in tighter against him, driving his cock deeper into me in the process.  By 
holding myself up instead of just laying back and taking it, I was able to 
watch his dick as it disappeared inside of me and I smiled as my pussy 
hungrily took in my dad's cock.

"That's it daddy, push it in me," I encouraged him, "I love to feel it inside 
of me."

"You like it when my cock's all the way in you, don't you?" my dad asked, 
almost rhetorically.  Well duh, OF COURSE I did!  What girl doesn't like a 
cock deep inside of her?  Well, I guess there ARE those who claim to be happy 
just with girls but even so, don't most of them still rely on a dildo?  And 
even those, I bet, if you could offer them a cock without the guy attached, 
they would much prefer the real thing than some plastic replica.

"Mmmmmmm, yes daddy, I want you ALL the way in me," I purred as he continued 
to slowly push himself deeper and deeper into me.

Finally I felt the base of his crotch meet up against mine and I looked down 
again and saw nothing but his pubic hair pressed tightly against my bare 
pussy, his cock nowhere in sight and a shiver ran threw me as I realized my 
dad and I were now joined together as closely as a father and daughter could 
ever be.  It was like we were one now, a parent and child reunited through 
one of the most intimate and loving acts two people could share.

My dad began to stroke himself in and out of me, slow and first and then 
gradually picking up speed.

"Oh Christ, your cunt feel so damn good!" my dad groaned.

He reached down and lofted my legs up from where they had been hanging over 
the edge of the car hood and draped them over his shoulders.  Afterwards, it 
felt like his cock was even deeper into me when he was pushing it in and I 
grunted a little each time he banged into me.  My dad wasn't even looking at 
my face anymore but seemed to be concentrating on my body and especially down 
at his crotch where his cock was putting on quite a show for us.

I wasn't saying much by now as I wasn't sure he was actually listening to me 
anymore.  From the vacant look in his eyes and the grimace on his face as he 
struggled to fuck me even faster, it appeared that he was 100% focused on me 
and nothing else.  In fact, he was SO focused that he didn't even appear to 
hear the voice behind us - although I certainly did!


Chapter 3 – Uncle Jim Joins In
==============================

"Well, well, well!  Looks like someone's getting in a last minute screwing," 
a deep voice called out from the garage door opening.

I looked over and while I couldn't see much with the car in the way, I 
certainly recognized the voice.  It was my Uncle Jim, my dad's younger 
brother.  Actually, I was a bit relieved that it was him.  I could only 
imagine what the reaction would have been had one of our neighbors stopped by 
to borrow the lawn mower or something!  Now THAT would course quite a stir in 
the neighborhood!

Although I had no illusions that people thought I was some naοve innocent 
girl, at the same time I didn't think they thought me as some kind of whore 
either and certainly NOT the type of girl who fucked her dad!  What I mean is 
that although in my view I don't see anything whatsoever wrong with incest, I 
am not so naοve as to think everyone shares my point of view.  It would 
certainly have been a major topic on our town and I could probably hang up 
any aspirations of teaching should THAT ever get out.  We were both so sure 
that nobody would interfere that I wasn't worried about the door being up 
while we did it but now with his brother there it hit home just how big a 
risk we were taking on!

"Uhhhh, earth to John!" my uncle called out, "Anyone going to say hello or 
are you just going to ignore me and keep fucking your slutty daughter?"

I frowned a little at that.  When my dad called me a slut it was cute, sort 
of his personal pet nickname for me.  My Uncle Jim, on the other hand, called 
me a slut more as a slur than anything else.  I fucked him the first time 
partially for the fun of it but mostly as a little bit of revenge against his 
bitchy wife.  I had let him fuck me a few times after that more out of 
respect for my dad's wishes than anything else.

The problem was that I couldn't help but feel a little bit used by my uncle 
as it seemed he was just fucking me because he wanted to fuck a younger girl 
and I was simply available.  It wasn't like I meant anything special to him 
other than as a young piece to screw.  Sadly, I felt the same way after I 
watched him fuck Tammy and had more time to think about it.  It certainly 
wasn't the same for them was when my dad fucked me.  Again, it seemed more 
like he was taking advantage of her to get what most men can only dream about 
– fucking a barely fifteen year old girl.

Although I never said anything about this to Tammy, I DID notice she didn't 
exactly throw herself at her dad and seemed to avoid sex with him as much as 
possible after he had fucked her a few times.  It was a bit of a shame as I 
had hoped that she could have the same relationship with her dad that I 
enjoyed so much with mine!

"Hey Uncle Jim!" I called out, trying to put on a smile for him.

I didn't want my dad to know my true feelings for his brother, at least when 
it came to sex.  Strange as it may seem, I think my dad felt a little pride 
when his brother fucked me.  The two had always been extremely competitive, 
especially when it came to girls, and I think he loved knowing how much my 
uncle loved to fuck me and that he could have me all he wanted while my uncle 
only got to screw me a few times, at least so far.  It didn't hurt either 
that my dad had taken his brother's youngest daughter's cherry!

Uncle Jim stepped up to the driver's door and rested on foot on the car floor 
and leaned over on the top of the car to get a better view of me being fucked 
by his brother.

"Damn it John, you have one fucking hot daughter, you know?" he said.

It sounded like a question but I think he meant it more as a statement.  My 
dad just ignored him and stayed focused on fucking me even faster.  He was 
panting now and his face was flushed from the exertion of fucking me.  I 
wondered if he was just ignoring his brother or if he was so far gone into 
his sexual world that he was just tuning out everything outside of what he 
was doing to me.

"You know it Jim," my dad suddenly responded.  I think it took both of us by 
surprise as my uncle just stared back at him and I kept looking between the 
two of them.

"Well shit, you ARE listening... so you gonna share her or what?" Uncle Jim 
asked him, sounding a little impatient now.

My dad didn't skip a beat but just kept on stroking himself in and out of me 
in a rhythmic way.  He DID slow down a bit though until he was almost a clock 
with one stroke in each direction every second or so.

"So what do you say Kelly?" my dad asked me, looking me in the eyes for the 
first time since he had started fucking me, "Do you mind if I let your uncle 
fuck you for a while?"

I smiled at the tone of his voice and the way he said it.  For him it wasn't 
so much a question as to whether or not I wanted my uncle to fuck me, but 
rather a statement that my DAD would decide if his brother was going to have 
a piece of his daughter's pussy.  It was subtle one way and it was my 
decision whereas the other way made it his choice as to whether another man 
would fuck daughter – or not.

In the past I my dad had actually acted like my pimp, such as the time he 
recruited my cousin Kristi and me to act as "prostitutes" for some important 
clients of his.  It pleased me to see him take control, to be the one 
responsible for who would have sex with me - and how.  Again, I didn't worry 
because I trusted him implicitly so whoever I always consented no matter who 
he asked me to have sex with.  In this case it was just his brother so there 
wasn't any big deal anyway.

"Anything you want daddy," I replied.

Indeed, I really DID want him to do anything he wanted so far as I was 
concerned, and I DO mean ANYTHING.  It wasn't until you stop holding back 
anything, that you released yourself into someone else's care totally, that 
you could feel the true love between you and that person.

"Anything sweetie?" he repeated with a broad grin.

"Yes daddy... ANYTHING."

My dad looked over at his brother and shrugged his shoulders.

"Well, looks like it's your lucky day little brother," my dad chuckled.

He pulled his dick out of me but kept his death grip on my hips as he pulled 
me off the car hood.  He twisted me around to face his brother and then 
pushed me in the back, causing me to lean over.  I put my hands on my knees 
and kept my legs spread apart at about shoulder width as I felt my dad's hand 
groping my ass and directing his cock back into me again from behind.  In the 
meantime, my uncle shut the driver's door leaving his crotch about two feet 
in front of my face.  He was fully clothed but that didn't hide the growth of 
something under his jeans!

"Why don't you help him get ready Kelly?" my dad "suggested".

It more of a command than a suggestion but that didn't matter to me - I was 
more than happy to comply!  I reached forward where my uncle was already 
unzipping his jeans and probed through his underwear until I had his dick out 
in the open.  He was already pretty stiff But I knew a little attention from 
my tongue and he would be hard as a rock before long.

While my dad continued to fuck me slowly from behind, I took my uncle's cock 
in my mouth and started to stroke him in and out of my mouth in sync with the 
strokes my father was making with his cock in my pussy.  

"God damn John!  who taught her to suck cock like this?" my Uncle Jim 
groaned, "Shit, she is absolutely INCREDIBLE!"

"Well, I know Mary gave her a few lessons early on but I think she was born 
to it, don't you think?" my dad said proudly.

"Oh my god, you said it brother," Uncle Jim replied.

Listening to them, I went all the way down on my uncle's cock until I had it 
all in my mouth.  I shook my head back and forth to cause it to rub around in 
my mouth and on my tongue and my uncle just shuddered from the sensations I 
was giving him.

"Oh god, look at her now... Christ, she has the whole damn thing in her mouth 
now!" Uncle Jim gasped.

He put his hands on the back of my head and pulled me in even tighter into 
his crotch, almost making me gag before he allowed me to pull my head back 
and catch a breath.

"OK, my turn to fuck her now," Uncle Jim said to my dad.

I looked back over at my dad, expecting him to consent to his brother's 
wishes.  I was just as surprised as my uncle when I saw him shaking his head 
instead!

"Nope, I have a better idea," my dad said in a secretive voice.  What in the 
world was he up to now anyway?

"What do you say we BOTH fuck her?" my dad asked.

Now THAT got my attention, to say the least.  My first thought was he wanted 
one of them to fuck me in the ass while the other did my pussy.  Some of his 
porn videos had scenes like that in them and I thought at first he was trying 
to live out one of those fantasies.  I couldn't believe he would offer such a 
thing, especially since he knew how I felt about anal sex!  He must have 
sensed my trepidation or seen my face grimace as he quickly added more to his 
statement.

"Don't worry baby, I know how you feel about THAT!" he laughed at me.  "What 
I meant was two cocks in your PUSSY at the same time!"

Amazingly, with all the guys I have been fucked by, I’d never done anything 
like that before.  It wasn't that I turned it down, the opportunity just had 
never arisen, or at least I didn't realize that it had.  I know that guys 
love to watch me with another girl but when it came to having sex with me and 
another man, now THAT was a different story entirely.  To have their cocks 
actually touch each other, even if it WAS inside of my pussy, was apparently 
an act leading to homosexuality or something as "bad" as that.  None of the 
guys I had been with seemed to want to do it at least.  My uncle wasn't too 
keen on the idea either from what I could tell at first.

"Both of us in her..  at the same time?" he said, as if he hadn't heard my 
dad correctly the first time.

"Sure!  Why not?" my dad said like a little boy with a new idea.

I knew full well why he didn't want to but I figured this was one debate that 
was best for me to stay out of so I just shut up and listened.  My Uncle Jim 
hemmed and hawed but eventual he shrugged his shoulders and gave in.  He 
pulled away from me such that I wasn't sucking his dick anymore and waited 
for my dad to make the next move.

"Hmmm, now let's see how we can do this," my dad said as he pulled out my 
cunt as well.

Damn, here I was with two hard dicks right next to me and neither of them was 
in me or in my hands!  Well, at least THIS didn't happen very often.  He went 
over to the side of the garage and pulled out a blanket that had been stored 
on a shelf and spread it out on the floor.  I should say – the HARD cement 
floor.  I glanced over at the door leading to the basement and wondered to 
myself why we didn't just go inside where it was comfortable, not to mention 
not out in full view of the neighborhood.  Well, maybe that was an 
overstatement but still, someone COULD walk by at any time.  My dad was the 
one to get down on the floor so at least he wasn't making me do it!  He laid 
back on his back with his hard cock directed at his face, parallel to his 
stomach as he reached down to direct it skyward.

"Get over here Kelly and sit on my dick," he commanded.

Well, who was I to complain about THAT command!  I more than willingly 
positioned myself on top of him with my knees on the hard floor and my feet 
back up behind me resting on his legs.  I quickly lowered myself onto his 
cock, which slid MUCH easier into me now that he had been fucking me for a 
while.

"Mmmmmmm, that's better," my dad said with a grin.

I don't know how he could stand laying on the hard floor with nothing more 
than a blanket between him and the cold concrete but he didn't seem to mind 
one bit.  I guess his mind was on something else!

"C'mon Kelly, lean over," he said, "That's it baby, now put your hands on my 
shoulders."

As I leaned forward his cock automatically pulled out of me just a bit and I 
could feel the movement inside of me.  Uncle Jim was standing right behind 
me, taking in the view as he stroked his stiff cock with his left hand.

"So what do you think Jim?" my dad called out to him, "Think you can fit it 
in?”

"Damn, John, you know she's awful tight as it is and that's with ONE cock in 
her," Uncle Jim said in a tone that indicated he still wasn't quite sure 
about the whole idea.  I looked back at him saw him grinning mischievously.  
Uh-oh!

"That is... unless someone's ready to take it up her ass!" he said with a 
laugh that didn't take the edge off as I think it was meant to.  He wasn't 
joking.  Nope, he was damn serious!

I glared at him.

"Oh come on Kelly, a cute little asshole like that needs to be fucked sooner 
or later," my uncle went on, "Besides, it looks so damn pretty and pink – not 
at all like the dark brown hole in the middle of my wife's fat ass!"

It seemed odd, but I knew that as far as some men were concerned my asshole 
was "pretty".  So far as I was concerned, it was just that – an asshole and 
assholes are where I crap from so it doesn't turn me on in the least thinking 
about having a dick up in there as well.  For those that like anal sex, I 
don't mind if they LICK my asshole.  Heck, even I have to admit that it feels 
pretty good to have my asshole played with and licked.

The farthest I have gone is to play with myself in the shower and bath tub 
where there is lots of running water.  With just one finger it wasn't all 
that bad but then my fingers aren't all that big compared to most guys and 
nowhere as big as even a small cock.  Bottom line, this was NOT going to 
happen.  People have asked me what I would do if my dad asked to fuck me in 
the ass but that's not a fair question.  My father knows my feelings about 
the subject so I know he would NEVER ask me to do it so asking what I would 
do if he did is just moot.

"Better back off Jim," my dad recommended.  I had stopped rocking on his cock 
during our little exchange and he obviously didn't want to ruin the good 
thing we had going.

"Oh all right, don't get all hostile on me," Uncle Jim said with a distinct 
note of resignation.

I wondered quickly if he had ever tried to fuck Tammy in the ass.  God, she 
was so small it would have probably hurt her, and I mean physically harmed 
her!  Tammy had never even mentioned the subject but then she didn't talk 
about her dad fucking her either, at least not to me.  My thoughts were 
brought back to earth when I felt my uncle moving in behind me, trying to 
push his finger in my pussy alongside my dad's dick.

"Shit, she's so fucking tight I can't even hardly get my finger in her," 
Uncle Jim whined.  "How the hell am I going to get my dick in there?"

"There should be some lotion in my glove box," I offered.  I usually kept a 
small bottle in there for emergencies.  You never knew what you might need it 
for although admittedly, this was NOT one of the reasons I had anticipated!

Uncle Jim went around to the passenger side and opened the glove box and 
rummaged through my mess until he found the small tube.  There wasn't a lot 
left in it but I knew it should be more than enough.  As he walked back to 
us, Uncle Jim squirted some of the lotion out on his hand and used it to 
lubricate his cock by sliding his hand up and down his cock as if he was 
masturbating for us.  By the time he got to me again his dick was all covered 
with white lotion and he put some more on his hand before reaching down to my 
ass.  He spread it over and around my pussy which left us both ready for what 
was to come next (hopefully him if I can apologize for the bad pun).  

"There, that should be better," he said softly to himself as he worked his 
way behind me.  I couldn't see quite how he as positioned but somehow he 
managed to get the head of his cock to my ass and I felt it slide across my 
butt cheek and briefly rest on my asshole.

"Uncle Jimmmmmm!!" I said in a warning tone of voice.

He got the message and laughed, tugged my hair just a bit to tease me as he 
said, "Now don't get your panties in a bunch, just giving you one last chance 
to reconsider."

I didn't bother correcting him about the panties – hard to get them in a 
bunch when you don't wear them!  Instead, I concentrated on how it felt as 
his cock slid down my ass from my asshole until it was down to my pussy.  I 
was holding still to make it easier for him to do whatever it was he was 
going to try to do to force his cock into me alongside my dad's.  I was still 
not too certain about all of this.  Were they both going to fit?  I knew 
theoretically a baby could pass through my pussy but I also knew it wasn't 
without a lot of pain and tearing so forget that theory.  I felt his finger 
pulling my pussy to the side, trying to create an opening big enough to push 
his cock into.

"Ow!  That hurts!" I complained.

When it comes to sex, I am a definite wimp.  Nothing that causes pain or 
humiliation – that's my motto.  No bondage, whips, handcuffs, or any of that 
crap so far as I'm concerned.  I don't even have any piercings, at least not 
after one misguided flirtation with my belly button – a foolhardy effort that 
I gave up on after a few weeks of pain.  I couldn't even imagine getting a 
real tattoo as the very thought of a needle piercing me hundreds or thousands 
of times is enough to make me puke.

My uncle didn't seem to hear me, or more likely he was just ignoring me, as 
he pulled my poor pussy apart even harder.  Then, just as I was about to 
complain again, I felt him pressing his cock head into me.  From the pressure 
I could tell he was pushing with everything he had and I was surprised that 
his cock didn't bend in two!  I guess it just goes to show you how hard he 
was!

My uncle repositioned himself and tried again.  Then he repositioned himself 
and tried again.  To be honest, the thrill was beginning to dissipate – this 
was more like work than sex!  I was about to say something about trying 
another time, anything to get him to stop, when I heard him groan and it felt 
like my hips were being split apart.

"Oh yeah, here we go!" my uncle gloated.

I couldn't help but cry out a little as he pushed himself into me and then 
just kept pushing and pushing until he must have been as far into me as he 
could go because he let out a deep breath and I felt the pressure stabilize.  
I felt them both start to move and then they both stopped.  After a brief 
pause they started again and once again they both stopped.  Both of them 
started to laugh and my dad was the first to speak up.

"Well, you gotta admit... this looks a lot easier in the porn movies!"

My uncle laughed even harder and responded saying, "OK, do we do this 
together or what?"

"Guess we better stay together then," my dad offered, "On second thought, 
I'll lead."

"Oh sure, you always get to go first," my uncle whined.  God, it sounded like 
an Everyone Loves Raymond episode except I never saw one where the brothers 
discussed how to fuck one girl at the same time.  Maybe I should write in and 
recommend it!  Nonetheless, I sat still as I let them try to stroke their 
cocks in me.  My dad was right – it DID look a whole lot easier and hotter in 
the movies.  I guess it also helps if you have a pussy as wide open as a barn 
door like those porn sluts probably have.  Finally, after a few minutes of 
almost comical efforts, I felt my uncle pull out of me (it wasn't as easy as 
you might think either!) and he fell to the floor and sat down next to us.  I 
can't say I was all that disappointed.

"Crap, now THAT was one fucking horrible idea John," he said with a disarming 
grin, "Any more insane fantasies you'd like to try?"

My ears perked up at that and I quickly spoke up before he DID have any more!

"Hey, what if I sucked you both at the same time... how would that be?" I 
offered.  It was a spur of the moment idea and as soon as I said it my jaws 
were already starting to hurt but I couldn't take it back.

Not surprisingly, they both looked like they thought it was a great idea so I 
stood up and let my dad's cock slip from my pussy.  What a difference to go 
from being stuffed with two cocks to being empty!  Before they could do 
anything I looked around and saw one of the seat cushions left over from an 
old deck chair in the corner of the garage.  Maybe my dad didn't mind the 
hard floor but my knees hurt from the short time I was on it so I needed 
something to protect me better than just a thick blanket.  I tossed the 
cushion to the floor on top of the blanket and dropped to my knees.  I 
pointed a finger, one at each of the hard disks in the garage, and motioned 
with my finger for them to approach me.

"I think she wants to suck our dicks," my uncle joked with my dad.

"Oh, and what gives you THAT silly idea?" my dad replied, playing along.

"Will you guys just shut up and let me suck your cocks, gee whiz anyway!" I 
huffed as I rolled my eyes in mock exasperation.

They both stepped up to the plate, which in this case was about six inches in 
front of me such that their cocks were practically tip to tip.  To my dad's 
everlasting shame, his brother's cock was at least an inch or so longer and 
considerably thicker.  It really didn't matter to me but I knew it always 
bothered him so I rarely mentioned it.  In this case, however, it was sort of 
hard to ignore.  My uncle knew all about my dad's penis phobia and poked him 
in the side to tease him a bit about it.

"Still smaller, I see," he gloated, "So who's the 'little' brother now?".

"Ah shut up," was all my dad could come up with.  Not exactly a snappy 
response but I think he had other things on his mind at the time!

I took both cocks, one in each hand and started to stroke them.  They both 
had some of the lotion from my uncle's cock although naturally my uncle had 
more.  Even though my dad had plenty of my wet pussy on him, it wasn't as 
slick as the lotion so it was easier to stroke my uncle's cock at the start 
of things.

At first I just sucked them one at a time, starting with my dad first, doing 
a few simple head bobs and then switching to my uncle.  One taste of his cock 
and I learned a valuable lesson – don't use hand lotion to lubricate a cock 
if you plan to suck it later!  Ugh, it was gross!  Fortunately, it dissipated 
rather quickly but there was still an aftertaste when I sucked him.

After a few minutes of switching back and forth, I decided it was time to try 
out two dicks at the same time.  I normally prefer one-to-one sex and when I 
DO get involved in a gang-bang, usually there is more fucking than sucking 
involved.  As a result, this was actually a first time for me!  I wasn't sure 
how to go about it – take them both at the same time or put one in my mouth 
and then try to fit the other one in?  If my pussy experience had anything to 
say, maybe it would be best to do them both at the same time so I took them 
each in my hand and put the tips of the heads together.  I couldn't help but 
tease them a little by rubbing them together like two sticks when trying to 
start a fire.

"Crap, that's gross Kelly!" my uncle complained, "bad enough to see his 
miniature cock but don't rub it on mine!"

My dad playfully smacked him, although maybe not as playfully as he could 
have judging by the sound!  I figured I had better get to business before it 
got ugly so I opened my mouth wide and pushed them inside.  At first it 
really wasn't all that bad.  They actually went in without much problem 
although I had to watch my teeth more closely than normal to be sure I didn't 
chew on their dicks.  As I got more of their cocks in my mouth I started 
sucking on them like they were just one fat cock.  It seemed a little less 
then optimal to me but they must have liked it because I looked up to see 
them winking at each other and then giving high-fives to one another.

"Holy shit, what the HELL is going on out here?"

Now THAT was not something I expected and I practically choked on their cocks 
as my breath seemed to disappear.  I turned my head and there standing in the 
garage opening was my mom with a bag of groceries in her arms.  She had 
evidently parked at the top of the driveway and walked down to put some 
things in the freezer which was in the basement.  I bet she never expected to 
see this when she turned the corner!

"Hey Mary, nice to see ya again!" my uncle said, the first to respond and 
acting as if we were all just sitting around having a cup of tea.  My dad 
just had this sheepish grin on his face as my mom just stood there as if she 
couldn't quite believe what she was seeing.  It certainly wasn't the fact we 
were having sex.  Hell, she fucked both of these guys herself on a regular 
basis so what was the big deal with me doing them both together?  I soon 
found out.

"Do you horny bastards realize that the old folks next door are outside?" she 
said with a look of her eyes towards the driveway.  "Hell, if they weren't so 
hard of hearing they would have heard you by now.  Cripes sake, I could hear 
you from halfway down the driveway!"

"Don't worry, we'll be done in a bit," my dad assured her.

My mom gave him her classic put-down look and said, "I figured as much 
knowing you two."

"Ouch!" my dad responded, "damn Mary, now THAT hurt!"

Meanwhile, what was I suppose to do?  There wasn't much for me to say so I 
just kept sucking them off.  My mom wasn't through though and her next words 
added some urgency to my efforts.

"Well, just so you know, I was just on my cell phone and Shari is going to be 
over here in about ten minutes to pick up some of the stuff I got at the 
store for her."

Red Alert!  My Aunt Shari was the self-appointed Family Prude – and proud of 
it.  Frankly, I don't know how she and my Uncle Jim ever even had kids!  God, 
if she were to walk in right now the papers would have headlines tomorrow 
about the mass murder in Pittsburgh!  Even with this threat on the horizon, 
my dad and uncle were too horny to quit now.  Men!  My dad quickly took 
control of the situation.

"Well, no time to lose so let's get going," he said.  He pulled from my mouth 
and pushed me down onto the cushion.

"Sorry Jim," he said to his brother as he kneeled down between my legs, 
"parental privilege, you know." 

My dad quickly kneeled between my legs and reaching down, grabbed me by the 
upper thighs and pulled my ass up onto his lap until my pussy was up to his 
cock.  Using one hand to guide his cock while the other held me in place, he 
was soon inside of me and fucking me quickly.  Mmmmmmm, it felt good to have 
my dad fucking me again.  I had been afraid that he was just going to have me 
finish the blowjob and then cum on me or in my mouth.  Since this was my last 
day and home and I would be leaving for school shortly, I had been hoping to 
leave with a nice load of daddy cum in me!

"Oh well, I guess beggars can't be choosers," my uncle sighed as he moved up 
to my face and offered me his cock.

It was a lot easier to suck just his cock alone and I was soon blowing him as 
hard as I could while my dad was plowing my pussy, working to cum as quickly 
as he could.  I was curious who would cum first but if I had to lay money 
down, it would be on my Uncle Jim.  It wasn't anything really to do with him 
per se, it was more that he as the one getting the blowjob and I was quite 
proud of my ability to make a guy cum pretty damn fast with just my mouth.

Some guys claim that they can't finish off with just a girl's mouth on them 
and have to stroke themselves to finish.  Personally, I think they just have 
watched one too many porn movies where the stereotype is for the girl to suck 
until the guy is ready to cum and then he strokes himself off until he shoots 
all over her.  Hogwash!  That is just for the porn movies, or least so far as 
I was concerned.  Think about it – how could I get a guys so hard and excited 
and NOT be able to make him cum using my mouth?  It just didn't make sense to 
me and any guy that claims he can't cum that way just hasn't had the proper 
blowjob!

There was only one problem with my logic – my dad was a super horny toad 
today.  Sure enough, as I prepared myself for my uncle to cum while my dad 
was fucking away at my pussy, suddenly I heard my dad groan and to my 
surprise I felt him cumming in me!  God, he really WAS horny today to cum 
that fast!

Fortunately for my ego, my uncle was less than a minute behind him.  I locked 
my lips on him, determined to keep his cum in my mouth and not all over my 
face but he had other plans for me.  As I said, my uncle can be a bit of a 
jerk at times and apparently this was going to be one of those times.  Just 
as I felt his cum starting to erupt onto my tongue, he pulled his dick from 
my mouth and spurted his cum all over my face, hair and boobs.  If it hadn't 
been for the pleasure I had gotten from my dad's cock cumming in me, I would 
have been really pissed off so my uncle got off pretty lucky (no pun intended 
this time!).  Even so, I could feel his cum dripping down my chin and face.  
Then I looked down and saw that it was running all over my boobs and upper 
chest as well.  God only knows what was in my hair!

Again, the two of them exchanged high-fives and my dad let me slide down his 
lap, his cock withdrawing from me in the process.  Both of them were no 
teenage boys, that was for sure, as I noticed their cocks were already only 
about half the size they had been just a couple of minutes earlier.  Lack of 
stamina had its pros and cons and today the pros undoubtedly won out.

With Aunt Shari on the way, we had to get moving and they were out of service 
for at least the next few hours so there was no temptation to keep going and 
risk my snotty aunt catching us.  I grabbed a cloth from the rag pile and 
used it to wipe the cum as best I could from my face and body.  I looked over 
at my uncle as I did it and frowned.  He knew exactly what I was frowning 
about and just shrugged his shoulders at me – the jerk!

"What can I say Kelly?" he said with a stupid grin.  Well, maybe next time I 
won't suck him when he wants me to!

I checked my face out in my car mirror and sighed as I saw several strands of 
cum in my hair.  From past experience I knew better than to try and rub them 
out with the rag – they would have to wait for a shower.  My dad and uncle 
quickly dressed as I gathered my clothes and disappeared into the house to 
shower.  As I passed my mom going up the stairs, she noticed the cum still in 
my hair and the flush look on my face.

"You know girl, sometimes I really don't know about you," she said with a 
strange look on her face, "I guess I never dreamed when you were little that 
one day I would come home to see you sucking your father's and uncle's dicks 
in the middle of the garage – with the door open at that!"

At first I thought she was being serious and was unhappy with what had I had 
done but then she couldn't hold it back anymore and broke out laughing.

"Good grief Kelly, you are so easy sometimes," she said with a smile on her 
face.  "Now you had better get going... and for crying out loud, make sure 
you get all that cum out of your hair.  Let me guess... Uncle Jim?"

I nodded and she frowned, for real this time.

"Yeah, he CAN be an ass sometime, can't he?" she said sadly.  Then her face 
brightened up and she giggled, "But he DOES have a pretty nice cock, doesn't 
he?"

We both giggled like two schoolgirls sharing a naughty secret.  She spanked 
me playfully on my bare ass and then called up to me as I went up the stairs, 
"Now don't you DARE tell your father I said that!"

I smiled at her, just a mother and daughter sharing a little secret between 
them.  Just as I reached the top of the stairs I heard my Aunt Shari coming 
in the front door.  God, what would she have said if she saw me now; nude, 
clutching my clothes with a flushed face and cum in my hair!  It would have 
been especially interesting if she knew whose cum it was!  I went into the 
shower with a smile.

Not a bad send-off for my last year at college!

THE END

  
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