Subject: Comparing Sex With My Mom and Dad
Author: Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>
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Summary:
Of all the subjects people ask me about, sex with my parents is by far the
number one subject. As much as it's the most popular subject, it's also the
most misunderstood. Hopefully this will clear up the misconceptions which I
think are due to what people see in porn movies and so-called "incest" web
sites, not reality.
Table of Contents:
Chapter 1 - Background
Chapter 2 - Sex With My Mom
Chapter 3 - Sex With My Dad
Chapter 4 - Summary
Chapter 1 - Background
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Even though I'd been sexually active since I was fourteen, the idea of incest
never even crossed my mind before I started having sex with my parents not long
after my sixteenth birthday. It wasn't like I didn't know what my dad looked
like naked – we were always that way in the hot tub and I often saw both of my
parents masturbating regularly, especially my dad. Looking back I think it was
the fact that my dad's cock was NOT a mystery or a secret that I never
considered having it for myself. After all, I was his daughter, not his lover!
He was my dad, not some horny guy at church or school I could tease and have fun
with. Sexually, the only thing my parents really kept to themselves while I was
growing up was when they had sex so I never realized that there was a difference
between making love and fucking.
Well, all that changed one night when I came home early from a party and
secretly watched my parents in our hot tub from my upstairs bedroom window. It
was then I realized that sex could be more than just fun and pleasure, something
other than just to relieve my "itch". As I watched my dad and mom, I realized
they weren't just "fucking", they were "making love". It was beautiful to
watch two people so much in love having sex and suddenly it hit me – that was
what I wanted. After all, I loved my parents dearly and now I wanted to
experience the love and sharing that could only come from having sex with them.
Again, I had no thoughts on ever being a lover or anything kinky like that. God
forbid having a baby with a dad. I just wanted to be the best daughter I could
be for them.
The trick was, how to get started? Growing up, my father had never made any
overt move towards me in a sexual way. Of course I knew that he got an erection
sometimes when I was around him and I was well aware that he was turned on when
he would secretly watch me have sex with a boyfriend in my room or saw me
masturbate. My mom had explained to me early on that my father was still a man
and men had certain reactions which they couldn't control. Thus I never
suspected in the slightest way that he had been secretly lusting for me for
years.
This was all well and good growing up but now it became a problem I thought that
I would have to overcome. Given what I thought to be his indifference to me
sexually, I assumed that I would have to "seduce him" somehow or otherwise talk
him into it. Growing up, I could see from the looks in their eyes that many
fathers liked to look at young girls, even their own daughters. However, as far
as I knew none of those dads fucked their daughters which left me worried as to
whether or not my dad would want to fuck me. Would he be offended if he knew
what I was thinking? What if in doing do it hurt our relationship which,
although not sexual at the time, was still very close from an emotional
perspective?
Rather than approach him directly, I took a less risky approach and started
flirting with my dad, trying to advertise that I was "available". Now for most
girls it would probably be pretty easy to get their dad's attention. Not for
me. If I came in the room naked, he would just tell me to go put something on.
If I sat on his lap and rubbed my ass against him he would just accuse me of
teasing him. Other girls could start masturbating and let their dad "catch"
them, peaking his interest. My dad would just ignore me or at most, tell me to
keep it down so he could hear the TV! Short of walking up to him and asking him
to fuck me, I was facing a bit of a dilemma – or so I thought.
What I didn't know was that I didn't have to worry about "convincing" him of
anything. The truth was that my dad had been lusting for me since the first
time I held his cock in the hot tub back when I was just eight years old. My
dad had promised my mom that he would NOT do what her dad had done, force
himself upon his daughter the first time. Even though it worked out in her case
for the best, she was adamant that it had to be MY decision, even if that meant
it never happened.
Given the circumstances, it wasn't nearly as hard to "seduce" my father as I’d
been afraid it would be. Even so, he still waited until I’d all but thrown
myself at him before he finally appeared naked at my bedroom door and then
fucked me for the very first time. My mom joined in shortly thereafter and the
rest, as they say, is history.
Over time my sexual relationships with my family developed and matured. Once I
started with my parents they then felt free to tell me about the more intimate
family secrets that they had yet to share with me. I was amazed to learn about
my mom's experiences with her own dad and that she and her sister had been
sexually involved with MY dad since they were young teenagers. Eventually they
even let me in why it was so easy to "convince" my dad to fuck me. I was a
little embarrassed at first but he made it up to me, if you know what I mean.
Once I learned why my Aunt Linda REALLY came over sometimes to talk to my dad
about her “budget”, it was only natural that I eventually ended up being with
her as well. Although I still masturbated with my cousin and shared boyfriends,
I didn't tell her what I was doing with her, nor did I talk about her mom and
my dad. Little did I know what she’d been doing with her mom over the years
that she wasn't telling ME!
A couple of years later my cousin turned sixteen and soon after I left for
college. With me gone, my dad turned to her to satisfy his "needs". Nobody
told me at the time as I had enough issues to deal with. The following summer
they finally told me and now all five of us are together in one way or another
at different times.
When it comes to my parents, the most important thing I try to make people
understand is was NOT all about SEX. I HATE most incest stories that I've
read as they make it sound so perverted and like it's just for the parent’s
physical gratification. Anyone who REALLY understands incest knows these
stories are just fake fantasies and have nothing to do with true incest.
In general I have sex with men and women for my own fun and pleasure. In
contrast, I have sex with my mom and dad out of love and respect for them as my
parents. Of course I enjoy sex with them – I would never deny that. The point
I can't emphasize enough is that I don't have sex with them just for my own
enjoyment. I love them and want to show them just how much in the most intimate
way possible. If nothing else, I feel it’s my duty as their daughter to please
them although don’t confuse that with any sort of Dom-Sub relationship.
Before I get into the comparisons, there is one more thing I need to point out.
All incest is not created equal. What I mean is, for me there are three
"classifications".
First, there is incest with my relatives. This includes my aunt, uncle and
cousins. In many ways it's not a whole lot different from sex with anyone else
other than they're family. I fucked my cousins because I enjoyed it - period.
I let my Uncle Jim fuck me more as a favor to my dad than anything else so he
could fuck my cousin. For the most part, the only time I get together with my
Aunt Linda is with someone else – my dad or her daughter usually. Because
they're family, age is not an issue so it didn't bother me that my cousin Tammy
was only fourteen when I first played with her or helped my dad to fuck her. In
summary, incest with my relatives has always been pretty much all for the
physical enjoyment.
The other two classifications are my mom and dad. I split my parents up because
sex with them is so different. The rest of this article will explain that in
more detail.
Chapter 2 - Sex With My Dad
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So much for a brief history of how I got started with incest. What most people
want to know is what it's like for me to be fucked by my dad. What's important
to realize is that for me, at least 80-90% of sex is mental. From a pure
physical perspective, being fucked by my dad is no different than with any other
man. If I was being gang-banged by a dozen guys while blindfolded and my dad
was one of the guys, when he fucked me he would be no different than any of the
others.
The key thing to keep in mind is that when my dad fucks me, I KNOW he's my dad
and THAT is what makes all the difference. I love sex in general so it thrills
me to suck a warm hard cock and it makes me wet to just think about being fucked
first thing in the morning. But all that means is I feel good – admittedly DAMN
good at times, but it's just raw pleasure all the same.
When my dad fucks me I experience SO much more than just physical pleasure
because I know it is my own father that is doing me. When I see my dad's cock
getting hard when he looks at me, it's not just any older guy getting off
undressing me in his mind, it's my FATHER who's lusting for me. When I suck my
dad's dick, it's not one of hundreds that I've sucked over the years, it's my
DAD'S dick. When I feel his cock deep inside of me, I know it's my FATHER who's
dick is fucking me. When he cums in me I know that the live sperm filling my
pussy is coming from my DAD. This isn't just another horny older guy living out
his fantasy of fucking a girl half his age, this is the man I've known, trusted
and loved all my life. It's my FATHER!!!
All my life I've been a "daddy's girl" but through sex I found there was so much
more between us (no pun intended). Through sex I can please him and make him
happy in ways I couldn’t any other way. When I see him staring at me with his
cock all erect and hard, his eyes filled with intense sensual lust, I can
respond in ways most fathers can only dream that their daughters would.
It may seem contradictory, but when I give myself completely to my dad, without
holding anything back, trusting in him 100%, allowing him to have me any way he
wants, I actually find that I feel more free and complete as a person. PLEASE
don't take this wrong, but in concept it's like when I gave my life to Jesus.
Rather than feeling I was under his domination, I felt freed and an empty void
in me was filled. Again, I'm NOT trying to compare my dad with God or anything
even remotely like that. I'm just trying to describe the way he makes me feel.
Submission to someone you love and trust is not the same as most people
understand the term. Submitting myself to my dad is NOT at all like when I play
games with men and pretend to be their submissive slut. With my dad, sex is an
act of love and even though I "submit" to his desires and needs I know that he
would never taking advantage of me but rather uses my openness to express his
love for me in the most loving and direct way possible.
The end result of all of this is that as many times and ways I have been fucked,
I have NEVER cum as hard or felt as fulfilled afterwards as when my dad fucks
me. Granted he doesn't have the biggest cock in the world and his technique
sometimes leaves a little to be desired. He IS in his forties so physically
he's not nearly as hot as some of the young studs who have fucked me. My point
is that when I have sex with my dad, all that physical crap doesn't matter.
Until Steve came back in my life and asked me to marry him, nobody else has ever
made make me feel the way my dad does when he fucks me. I guess this is a good
time as any to say that this was how I knew when I'd found the man I wanted to
marry because only my husband will ever be able to take the place of my father
sexually. In Steve I found a man who could do that which is just one reason why
I know that I've found the man I want to give myself to for the rest of my life!
As I've said before, I love sex so if I'm going to be completely honest in this
discussion I have to acknowledge that sex with my dad also has a physical side.
Face it - I LOVE being fucked and it was nice to have my dad available to
satisfy my own cravings and I’m sure that has applied to his needs as well. I
take pride in the fact that I’ve NEVER refused him (at least sexually) – no
matter when or what the circumstances. Needless to say, this had led to some
interesting experiences, especially when he gets horny away from home!
Now I think after saying all this so far that I need to make something perfectly
clear… My dad and I love each other as any father and daughter should – as a
father and daughter. There has NEVER been anything even remotely kinky between
us. I've NEVER even considered us to be "lovers" or anything even remotely like
that. Oh sure he likes to tease me by calling me his "little slut" and even a
"teenage whore", but I understand that it's just for fun. He's my wonderful dad
and I'm his adoring daughter – period. We have NEVER confused that
relationship, not even through role-playing.
My dad made love to my mom but he fucks me and that's how it should be. After
all, she was his wife! As part of my marriage I will make love to my husband to
show him how much I love him as my soul partner and lover. I want people to
realize that I don't fuck my dad to SHOW him that I love him – we don't need to
fuck to know that. I ALLOW my dad to fuck me because I love him, because I want
him to feel good and to satisfy him as only his daughter can.
People always ask me how my mother felt about my dad fucking me. First,
remember that her father fucked her so she understood how it feels to be fucked
by your father. She knew that my dad loved her unconditionally as his wife and
lover. I could never replace her in his heart not would I ever want to. My mom
fully understood that when my dad fucked me it was because he loved me as his
DAUGHTER which is totally different from the way he loved his WIFE.
If anything, my mom coached me as to how to make my dad feel better when he
fucked me including how he liked his cock sucked and how to squeeze his cock
with my pussy in just the right way when he was ready to cum. My mom often
watched us but seldom joined in. Instead, she usually masturbated because it
made her feel good to see her husband and daughter being so close and
ultimately, so satisfied.
People have said that I don't need to have sex with my dad to show him I love
him. Well duh! Of course not. There is a huge difference between HAVING to do
something and WANTING to do the same thing. Everything I've ever done for my
dad, at least when it comes to sex, is because I WANT to, not because he has
coerced or forced me. I can say with 100% certainty that if I had never
approached my dad back when I was sixteen that he would have loved me just as
much for the rest of my life, even without ever having fucked me. The point is
that if I CAN have sex with him and if I CAN show him even more how much I love
him though it, why not do it? If I can give my father pleasure in a way only
his daughter can give him, why would I withhold that from him? More selfishly,
why should I NOT want to experience the incredible sexual intensity I get from
fucking my own father? So it's not a question that I HAVE to let him fuck me.
I know he loves me, no matter what. The answer to that question is I WANT to.
Chapter 3 - Sex With My Mom
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As you probably would have guessed, when it came to having sex with my parents
I spent the most time with my dad - at least 95% of the time in fact. My mom
loved to watch us but only rarely did she get involved. As you'll see, sex with
my mom was so much different than when I was with my dad that it was hard to do
the two of them together. Usually when we DID get together as a 3-some, it was
my mom and me agreeing to work on pleasing my dad more than anything between the
two of us.
While sex with my dad revolves around satisfying his sexual needs and desires,
the sexual relationship I have with my mom is entirely different. You may have
noticed that while I have a lot of stories about me and my dad, there are very
few about just me and my mom. I just find it difficult to express in words what
it's like when we're together sexually.
With my dad it's easy because all I have to do is describe how he fucked me.
When I am with my mom it's more mental than physical and so it’s orders of
magnitude more difficult to put into words. How would you describe the color
red to a man blind from birth? In the same way, how do I describe sex with my
mom to someone who's never experienced a similar relationship? Well, I'll try
to compare it with what I've already said about my dad...
First, on a day-to-day basis we have always had a caring and loving relationship
no different than what many mother and daughters have. Of course we had our
moments just as anyone else but overall my mom has always been my best friend
and we work things out.
The major difference between us and most mothers and daughters (and it's also
the biggest difference between the relationship between me and my dad) is that
when we're alone in a sexual situation we transcend the traditional parent-child
relationship to something far more intimate. As my mom she was dominant as she
was responsible for me. When we were alone together it changed to something
that can only exist between two women – and more specifically between a mother
and her daughter.
Another thing to keep in mind is that I don't consider myself or my mom to be
lesbians. If we didn't do other girls I wouldn't even call us "bi". What we
share is unique and doesn't neatly fit into some sort of category. One thing we
share is a love of being fucked by a man and so when we think of sex, we
typically think of something involving a cock. Although I say I "have sex" with
my mom, that’s more how society labels it. While I would agree that I "have
sex" with my aunt and cousin, with my mom it's totally different. It's a mother
and daughter sharing themselves with one another completely and without
reservation. My mom doesn't "take" me the way my dad does. I don't "submit"
myself to her as I do to my dad. With my mom it's a mutual relationship where
we are equal partners.
As with my father, one of the reasons I enjoy sex with my mother is to show her
my love for her. Like my dad, it's not necessary to have sex with her to do
this. The key again is that I want to express my love for her through the most
intimate and erotic means available. Sex with my mom is the most personal and
intimate relationship I can imagine, something that can only happen between a
mother and her only daughter. My mother is incredibly passionate with me. When
we are together she can be so loving that it is becomes almost overwhelming at
times. Really, why would I even consider not having sex with her given the all
the positives?
Finally, unlike my Dad, my Mom never came out and directly ask me to have sex
with her. Instead, our intimate times seem to always evolve from other
situations where we were close to one another. The transition from mother-
daughter to lovers just happened naturally. This didn't happen very often which
is the biggest reason why I had sex far more often with my dad than my mom. I
mean, all it takes is for either me or my dad to feel horny and off we go.
There may be times when one of us is not initially expecting it but we have
never turned the other away and inevitably it doesn't take long before we are
both hot and horny.
With me and mom we never put the other in a situation where one of us has to
"rise to the occasion". I can get wet just thinking of my dad fucking me but it
takes a lot more to achieve the state of mind needed for me and my mom to be
together.
Chapter 4 - Summary
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Because of these differences I would hope that you would now understand why we
seldom had sex as a family. The primary reason we did it at all is to please my
dad who, like any man, enjoyed having two women at the same time. Having those
two women also be the two closest to him makes it all the more special.
From a pure sexual perspective, it's fun and I freely admit it can get pretty
hot. But they're my parents and it wouldn't feel right to have sex just for the
sake of sex all the time. I don't want people to think my family life was
dominated by orgies and masturbating sessions. Of course sex was an integral
part of my family life but it was not the overriding factor.
Well, that’s as best as I can describe it. In summary, sex with my parents is
totally different than sex with anyone else simply because they ARE my parents.
Frankly, I would think that would be obvious to anyone. Face it, how could I
NOT feel something completely different when my own father fucks me than any I
do when any other man does? How could I NOT have a totally different
relationship with my mother when we are intimate with one another than I have
with any other woman? It seems silly to say this but my dad is a male and has
needs that are different than my mom has being a female so isn't is just natural
that I would have a different sexual relationship with each of them?
So much for the differences, what is more important to me is what is the same.
I love my parents and I know they love me unconditionally as well. If I'd never
had sex with them that love would not be one iota different than it is today. I
do NOT need to have sex with them for them to know I love them nor for me to
know they love me. The point I want to conclude with is that I have sex with my
parents because it’s simply a means to express that love in a way that all of us
enjoy and wish to share with one another. I don't see any reason why I should
NOT let my dad fuck me. Why would I deprive us both of the incredible sensation
of him cumming inside of me?
Laying in my bed with my father's cock throbbing inside me, my pussy filled with
the incestuous sperm he's just deposited in me, his strong arms around me
holding me tightly against him is the most wonderful way a father and daughter
can be together – period.
Laying together with my mother, our naked bodies pressed tightly together, our
pussies rubbing against each other's with a dildo joining them, is the most
wonderful way a mother and daughter can be together – period.
Enough said!!!!
THE END
Comparing Sex With My Mom and Dad