Subject: Sins of a Father (MF, Mg, Fm, mg, incest, oral)
Diary Date: May 15, 2010
Author: Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>
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!!!WARNING!!!!
This file is a work of fiction containing sexually explicit material which may
include depictions of underage, nonconsensual and unprotected sex as well as
incest and adultery. It is not intended to implicate any person or action by
them or me, nor advocate such practices. If you can't separate fantasy from
reality, get professional help - FAST!
The material is distributed as "For Adults Only" and possession by a minor is
strictly forbidden. If you are not legally empowered to be in possession of
this material, do not read it and delete it immediately.
This work is copyrighted �2011 to the author. It may be posted with the
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Although I wrote this to stand on its own as much as possible, it might help to
understand things better if you read my previous diary entries at
https://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Kelly85/. The "About Me" directory also has a
lot more information about me as well if you're interested.
Summary:
Everyone is human, including our fathers although most girls don't see their own
dad�s that way at all. I was no different than any other young daughter so who
could blame me for not seeing what should have been obvious?
Table of Contents:
Chapter 1 � My Father�s Needs
Chapter 2 � Making the Arrangements
Chapter 3 � A Close Encounter of the Strange Kind
Chapter 4 - After the Adults, the Kids Play
Chapter 5 � The Aftermath
Chapter 1 � My Father�s Needs
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If there is one man most girls look up to more than any other, it would have to
be their father. After all, he is the head of the household, a source of
strength and wisdom. He�s the man she runs to for comfort even though sometimes
she fears his discipline. Is it any wonder that a young girl would do just
about anything to please her father?
Unfortunately, there are some men in the world who take advantage of that
natural desire of a girl to please her father. These so-called �men� abuse the
trust and faith that has been given them to satisfy their own perverted desires,
putting their needs ahead of their daughter�s. Some of them try to rationalize
their behavior, saying their daughter does it willingly and enjoys it. I�m not
saying it isn�t true but it does not make their behavior any less revolting.
She does it willingly because her daddy asks her to do it, not because she
initiated it. She doesn�t understand the implications of what he is asking, only
that her supposedly loving father is telling her to do something and that it is
OK for her to do it. No doubt she probably DOES enjoy it but in a na�ve,
immature way no different than she enjoys her back to be scratched or her hair
to be played with.
So bottom line, I believe that any father who has sex with his daughter before
her teen years is committing child abuse. Maybe there are rare instances where
a younger girl might be mature for her age to where she can understand and
comprehend the implications of sex but it would be so rare I hate to make an
exception. Certainly girls younger than thirteen THINK about sex. I started
masturbating when I was eleven so of course I was THINKING about sex. By the
time I was twelve I was really starting to look at boys �that� way but I wasn't
ready to make the big move and give up my virginity.
Just to be sure where I�m coming from, I am NOT talking about so-called �oral
sex�. Oral �sex� is a totally different subject in that it is technically not
even sex. Still, I don�t feel right when it comes to a girl under eight years
old sucking a man�s cock. There�s no real justification for my feelings except
to say it just seems wrong in my gut for a girl any younger to be doing it.
While I would not condemn a father for having his daughter suck his dick at an
earlier age, it�s just not something I would ever want to be involved with or
have done to my future daughter.
Perhaps I am biased in my feelings by my own experiences and for that I make no
apologies. While I was raised to accept nudity and sex as something natural, at
the same time my parents also emphasized respect and personal accountability.
For instance, I never saw them having sex before I was sixteen. It wasn't that
they were hiding it from me as I certainly knew they were doing it from the
sounds through my bedroom wall, and they openly discussed sex with me. Still,
it was something they considered as being intimate between them as husband and
wife, not some sort of show to put on for their young daughter. Masturbation
was something they both did openly but still not for the purpose of being
watched, but more that it was something that did not have to be hidden.
From an early age I knew my father was deeply involved in pornography. My mom
Didn't seem to be bothered by it as she explained to me that it was something
that men needed and that when my dad masturbated while watching it he was doing
it to feel good, not because he wanted someone other than her. I have to say my
mother was always supportive of what I now recognize to be my father�s sexual
addiction to porn. Some people might say she was enabling him more than
supporting him but that would be their opinion. As I grew older I came to see it
as an indication of the strength of their marriage in that she was secure enough
as his wife not to feel threatened by the sight of her husband masturbating to
some unknown woman in a magazine or DVD.
What I didn�t realize until I got older was the implications of the TYPE of
pornography my dad enjoyed. Like most men his age he was interested in the
�classic� porn movies with stars like Ginger Lynn and Christy Canyon. In fact,
I have to say I learned a lot myself from watching them at times when I was with
my dad! However, a significant part of his collection was not the kind of stuff
found in the porn sections of video stores or most web sites. Indeed, my dad
had an extensive collection of what would most people would label �child
pornography� that he used whenever he was really horny.
It just goes to show how na�ve a preteen girl really is that I didn't make the
connection between his interest in the girls he was masturbating that were my
own age and me. It may be hard to understand but you have to understand the
conditions I was raised under. It never once even occurred to me that my father
might be interested in ME in the same way he was those young girls he loved to
look at.
All those just bolsters my argument that preteen girls do not have sex with
their dad because THEY want it, but rather because HE is the one who wants it.
My dad never made any overt move or say anything whatsoever to imply that he
wanted to have sex with me. As a result, the thought of having sex with my dad,
never crossed my mind, even when I started to think about being fucked by the
boys at school. I�m certain that had he asked me to let him fuck me that I
would have, simply because he was my father. What it shows is the respect my
father had for me in that he never put me in a position where I even had to
think about whether or not I should please him.
It wasn't until I was months past my sixteenth birthday that I saw my parents
having sex. Seeing them doing it awakened something inside of me and I realized
for the first time that I wanted a similar relationship with my father. I don't
mean I wanted to be his lover, not by any means. What I wanted was that feeling
of intimacy and love that I saw between my father and mother. Thus it was ME
that initiated incest, not my father. While I regret today that I did not go to
him earlier, especially knowing now how he felt about me when I was younger, it
is a regret that I did not go to him, not that he didn't come to me.
Still, even then I did not think of my father having sex with me out of any
desire for young pussy. To me, it was all about being his daughter and him
showing his love and respect for me in an intimate way only possible through
sex. Indeed, how much could my father show his love for me than to fuck me and
then cum inside of me, literally mating me and leaving the same sperm inside of
me that conceived me so many years before? For me, it was the most wonderful
and fulfilling act he could possibly do with me.
While at sixteen I was certainly older than many of the girls my father would
masturbate to watching porn, I was still just in my mid-teen years. As I grew
older, he still came to me whenever he was horny and needed me to satisfy him as
only I could. It was a point of pride for me that I NEVER refused him, no
matter what he asked or where we were. Submitting to him totally was only
possible because I trusted, respected and loved him. I knew he would never ask
me to do anything that would hurt me or humiliate me so even when some of
requests might seem to be a little �out there�, I would still submit because I
knew his intentions were good and that he make sure nothing bad happened to me.
Now, at the ripe old age of 25, I�ve passed from where I was like the girls in
his child-porn to being even older than the porn stars in his �classics�
collection. It was only recently that I came to understand how this affected
his desires for me. Sure, he still enjoys fucking me today � it�s not like I�m
now an old lady and besides, I AM his only daughter. At the same time that
burning need in him doesn�t seem to be satisfied in the same way as when I was a
teenager. What can I say?
It took their divorce and then the subsequent move by my Aunt Linda (my mom�s
younger sister) to live with my dad before I fully comprehended the depths of my
father�s sexual addictions. Although I never saw anything myself, my aunt would
hint at times that they were having sex with younger partners. I have always
known that both my aunt and her daughter, my cousin Kristi, were into young
boys. Now that I HAD seen numerous times and if fact they�d tried to get me to
join them on numerous occasions.
Granted, the idea of being fucked by a thirteen or fourteen year-old boy is
tempting, if for no other reason than I�ve never had sex with a boy under
sixteen in my entire life, even when I was just fourteen myself. Still I have
never given into that temptation. It hasn�t been a case of morality or guilt,
but rather I just don�t want to take the chance of someone saying something and
ultimately ruining my teaching career.
Although the act itself wasn't something on my agenda, I have to confess that I
WAS curious as to what exactly my dad and aunt WERE involved in. Without my
mother to keep his buried desires in check, what was he getting himself involved
in? Indeed, with my Aunt Linda around it was just the opposite as when my mom
was with my dad. If anything, unlike my mother I had no doubt that my aunt was
encouraging my father�s pedophile tendencies if for no other reason than to
satisfy her own appetite for young cock � and pussy I suspected.
To some extent, I was always a little worried about my dad. Having seen enough
specials on TV involving child porn stings, I knew just having an extensive
collection of child porn was enough to put him in jail should someone ever trace
it back to him. As I said, there have been enough stories on TV about men being
arrested in sting operations where they purchase illegal videos from police-run
websites and before they know it they find themselves in prison. While I don't
know where he gets his �stuff� from, I did know that he�d had a lot of it for a
long time so I wasn't all that concerned about it any more.
More than the porn, it was the implications of what he and my aunt were now
doing with REAL people that had me worried these days. Unlike DVDs and
magazines, real people can talk � and do. That�s why I�ve always been so
concerned about my privacy on-line and why I�ve shied away from joining my
cousin and aunt in any of their �escapades�.
With all that said, I guess what pushed me over the edge was coming home from a
date one night and finding my younger cousin riding some kid on the living room
couch who didn't look old enough to be out that late without a babysitter. My
first instinct was to simply walk right by and go upstairs to my room without
even saying a word but then I looked again and dang if my pussy wasn't tingling.
Well, I should say tingling even more than it already was after having some fun
sex with a guy I�d met at a party.
Seeing my cousin being fucked, I had to wonder what it felt like to be fucked by
someone so young, someone who looked so eager and thrilled? Kristi was almost
24 which might make her twice his age so I could only imagine what he must be
thinking as she bounced on his stiff little cock. Yes, THAT was what drew my
attention more than anything � the look on his face and the sheer joy of fucking
a girl at such a young age. Keck, maybe it was even his first time!
Kristi looked over and saw that I was watching and so she waved me over,
obviously wanting me to join in. That was enough to shake me from my thoughts
and I shook my head and hurried upstairs. While I had tried to look
uninterested to her, nothing could have been further from the truth. I didn't
even bother undressing but rather just dropped on my bed, lifted my skirt up to
my belly and immediately started to masturbate.
God, I was suddenly so horny I couldn't hardly take it! When I finally came it
was with the thoughts of that young boy pushing his small dick into me, gasping
as he felt his virgin cock surrounded by my warm tight pussy, something he
undoubtedly had masturbated about before but never felt until Kristi brought him
home and then handed him over to me.
Afterward I�d finished myself I felt a just a little bit guilty but then it was
only my fantasy, not like I�d actually gone back down and fucked the kid so what
was the harm? Still, it made me think about my dad and I wondered yet again
what he was involved with... or should I say WHO?
Besides the legality issues, there was the simple logistics that I couldn't
understand. Like, how did he even find such young girls to have sex? What ages
did he actually have sex with? How did he keep it private? What kind of girls
even DID such things and did their parents know about it? Did he pay for them?
Where they young prostitutes or did they do it because they enjoyed it? I mean,
not to say anything about my dad but he WAS over forty so why would any girl
barely thirteen want to have sex with a man so much older than her in the first
place?
These weren�t exactly the easiest questions to ask your own father which is why
I hadn't raised the topic with him, at least not directly. There had been a few
off-the-cuff comments and such over the years, but we�d never really sat down
and talked about it. Hmmmmmm, maybe it was time for such a discussion to
finally take place.
Chapter 2 � Making the Arrangements
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In the end I compromised (chickened out would probably be a more honest
assessment) and went to my Aunt Linda instead to see what she would tell me. As
it turned out, she wouldn't say much and actually seemed surprised that I was
interested, knowing how I felt about the subject matter. When I pushed her to
tell me at least a little bit more, she shook her head and smiled gently at me.
�Really Kelly, I think this is the sort of thing you have to either be willing
to experience yourself or else just stay away from it,� she explained rather
impatiently, �You can�t go half-way and then try to back out. You need to
either commit or drop the subject.�
She had a point, even if it wasn't what I wanted to hear. I was trying to be
more of a voyeur I guess, wanting to be in on everything yet not committing
myself. In essence, I wanted my cake and to eat it too so my aunt was perfectly
correct in calling me on it. Still, I wasn't really all that sure that I was
THAT curious to where I would get involved just to learn the truth!
After a rather awkward silence we moved on to another topic but all the while my
mind kept wandering back to what she�d said. Was I ready to commit in order to
learn more about what was going on? Then again, just what did she mean by
�commit� in the first place. Did I have to participate or could I just watch?
So maybe I couldn't have the whole cake, but how about a slice?
�So.... let�s say I was willing to commit,� I said, totally switching topics at
the time. My aunt blinked, obviously surprised by my reverting back to what she
probably had figured was an open and shut topic. �Does that mean I have to
actually be physically involved or can I just watch?�
My aunt smiled as she immediately understood what I was trying to say. My aunt
was sharp, there was no getting around that. She wasn�t about to be taken in by
my not-so-subtle line of questions.
�You know neither your dad or I would ever force you to do anything you didn't
want to do Kelly,� she said, taking my hand in hers, �But it can�t be like
sneaking a look from the closet or anything, it needs to be upfront and everyone
else has to be OK with you watching � assuming that�s all you want to do.�
Now if there was anything that I was certain of, THAT was it. Like, it wasn't
as if I hadn't watched my aunt or cousin having sex with kids before. It was
seeing my DAD being involved that would be new for me. Sure I�d watched him
fuck my youngest cousin Tammy when she was just barely fourteen, but that was
totally different as she was his niece which made it incest so I didn't even
think of it as being �underage� sex�.
I guess I should point out that when it comes to incest, there are no minimum
ages except what the people involved impose and I�ve already stated my personal
feelings on that topic. Doing his niece was nothing like doing it with some
strange girl, even at that same age. Indeed, it was something totally different
to me and I wasn't sure how I would react seeing my dad with another girl that
wasn't related to us.
�Well then, I guess it�s your lucky day girl,� my aunt said, standing up from
the table, �I wasn't going to say anything to you about this but in a few hours
your dad will be back from the office and we will be having some �guests�
arriving shortly after that.
Try as I might she wouldn't give me any more details than that putting the ball
squarely in my court. Either I committed and stayed, willing to go along with
whatever happened even if I didn't actually participate myself, or I had to
leave now. While I knew my aunt would probably be disappointed if I left, at
the same time I knew she wouldn't pressure me to stay either. She was just
offering me a choice and it was up to me to make the decision.
Something in me made me stay. Was it curiosity, concern or just being horny?
Most likely a combination of them all although my pussy was feeling warmer than
I would have admitted at the time. Really, who would NOT be turned on under the
circumstances. Regardless of how you might feel about it, the idea of my dad
and aunt fucking younger kids was something that would make just about anyone
feel a little horny if they were honest with themselves.
By staying I essentially gave my aunt my decision. Nothing more was said
between my aunt and so far as the upcoming events, whatever they might be. At
the same time it was the proverbial �elephant in the room�, dominating my
thoughts during our conversations. My emotions were on a roller coaster ride,
soaring up and down between absolute dread one moment only to be followed by
horny feelings of anticipation the next.
Forgive me for dwelling on this but remember, I�d never seen my dad having sex
with someone I didn�t know. Every woman I�d seen him with had been a member of
our family except for my own best friend Beth, and my mom�s best friend Tammy,
and they may as well be family as close as they were with us. Also, my dad had
only fucked Tammy and Beth a couple of times each so it wasn't like it was
something that happened a lot. Seeing my dad with a strange person was going to
be a �first� for me tonight and knowing that she was also going to someone
considerable younger than me just made it all the more erotic to think about.
The part that probably had me going crazy the most thinking about it was
wondering who this girl was that he was going to be having sex with. How old
was she going to be? If for no other reason than knowing how cautious my dad
had always been regarding incest, I assumed that he would be somewhat the same
when it came to having sex with an underage girl where he wouldn�t go TOO far
over the line just in case something got out. As bad as it would be for him to
be caught with a sixteen or seventeen year-old girl, it would be so much worse
if she was a few years younger. And if she was only eleven or twelve... I
couldn't even imagine that.
Another thing that I couldn't wait to be answered was where would she be coming
from? Would she be alone? If not, who would be with her? Would there be more
than one? What about a boy for my aunt? I knew she liked girls and appreciated
the budding sexuality of a girl entering puberty, but she always seemed more
attracted to the young boys. How would they get here � drive or taxi or would
their parents bring them? Speaking of parents, would they be with them and if
so, would the be involved as well?
When I thought about a dad dropping of his daughter so she could be fucked by a
man old enough to be his old college buddy, it raised even more questions that
might never be answered. Would her parents know about what she was doing? If
so, what kind of parents would allow their underage daughter to have sex with
strange older men? Did they have sex with her too? What about her siblings. If
she had any, did she have sex with them too? How had it all gotten started in
the first place?
The one scenario I hoped would NOT be true was that the girl would simply be a
prostitute. Maybe she�d been forced to leave home because of an abusive
father and now had no other option than to turn to being a whore just to have
money to buy food and housing. I knew from back when my cousin was a prostitute
that she would tell me horror stories of girls of practically all ages forced
into service as sex slaves and whores. I didn't think I could stay around if
that should prove to be the case later tonight. If an older girl or woman wants
to sell her body, that�s her business but to see an innocent young girl forced
into sexual bondage was one of the more horrific images I could think of.
It wasn't too long before my dad returned from the office. Working Saturdays
wasn't at all unusual for him. In fact, it would�ve been unusual of he had NOT
worked today. I guess that�s the price you pay to be a partner in major law
firm. On the other hand, it also helped him bring home a paycheck that allowed
me to attend private universities and to help support me now when my job wasn't
paying enough to pay the rent. He seemed rather surprise to see me but before
he could say anything my aunt stepped in.
�Hey John, Kelly�s going to be staying tonight when our friends come over. I
told her it was OK for her to watch... I hope that�s not a problem for you.�
Judging from my dad�s reaction it WAS a problem but he saw the look in my aunt�s
eyes and knew better than to argue. It was funny to me at times to see how
similar my aunt and mom were. With one glance both sisters could melt my father
like an ice cube on a hot summer sidewalk at noon!
�Does she know...� he started to ask but my aunt cut him off with one slice of
her hand.
�She doesn't know much of anything which is why I told her she could just watch
and then make up her mind about things,� Aunt Linda explained. Then she gave him
a more stern look as if to say, �That�s enough... just shut up!�
My dad shrugged and then reached over so he could give me a long warm kiss. As
out tongues met I felt his large hand on my bottom as he grabbed my ass and
pulled me unto him. Mmmmmmm, I knew he wanted me and with all the other talk
going on it still thrilled me to know he could be turned on by just a kiss from
me.
�Hey, hey... that�s enough you two, save it for later. You better get ready
John, they�ll be over in less than an hour. Can�t you EVER be home on time?�
My dad pulled his head back and I loved the look in his eyes as he licked his
lips quickly and then gripped my ass even tighter. He pulled me against him and
I could feel his dick pressing out from his slacks, forcing it�s way against my
stomach. Oh yeah... he wanted me! It had been weeks since he�d last asked me
for sex and it wouldn't have bothered me a bit if he were to ask me to come
upstairs with him now and take care of him but my aunt would have none of it.
�Come on John, I said to save it for later!� she teased him but at the same time
firmly pointing him in the direction of the steps leading to the second floor
where the bedrooms were all located.
Reluctantly my dad followed her �orders� and headed upstairs to get cleaned up
and ready. As soon as he was out of earshot my aunt turned to me with a bit of
a quizzical look.
�I thought you weren't all that thrilled about incest with your father these
days?� she asked, �Yet you seemed like you wanted to jump his bones right then
and there. So what gives anyway?�
Well, what could I say? Sure a lot of water had run under THAT bridge in the
past few months but in the end, no matter what happened or was said, he was my
dad and I loved him and I would still do anything for him. OK, so maybe I
wasn't throwing myself at him anymore but it wasn't like I was going to start
turning him down now for the first time in my life. Besides, he WAS my father
and in the end, incest always adds a little to the thrill no matter how often
you do it or how much a part of your life it has become. The idea that it was
my DAD�S dick in me never failed to excite me!
�So what about you?� I asked my aunt, looking her over rather critically.
�Oh it will only take me a second to two to change clothes,� she replied, �One
advantage of young boys... they don't get all up tight about my hair and
makeup!�
Well, THAT little tidbit was more than she�d told me before so there WAS going
to be at least one boy and girl coming over. Of course that just raised even
more questions than answers. Would they know each other, maybe be boyfriend and
girlfriend? Wow... what if they were cousins or even brother and sister? Would
they split up, the boy going to my aunt while the girl tended to my dad? Would
they have sex with each other?
Hmmm, so many questions... so few answers. It was enough to be totally
frustrating and I caught my aunt looking at me and smiling. Ahhhhhh, so she
KNEW what she had been doing, teasing me with just enough information to inspire
my nastiest fantasies but yet not enough to really know a single thing
about our upcoming �guests�.
A little bit later she excused herself and headed upstairs as well, leaving me
alone in the kitchen to ponder the upcoming events. Nobody had arrived yet so
technically I could still back out and to be perfectly honest, with each passing
moment my courage waned more and more until I was just about to get up and leave
when my dad reappeared.
Seeing my dad coming down the stairs and knowing what his plans were filled me
with a rush of mixed emotions. He had on one of his favorite pairs of ancient
sweatpants, all faded and loose, so much so that they always seemed to be
threatening to fall down to his ankles. Of course, I knew from much past
experience that the ease at which they DID fall to his ankles was what made them
his favorite thing to wear when he was horny. The looseness also helped to hide
anything going on underneath which made them useful when other people were
around and he didn't want his reactions to whoever it might be to be TOO
obvious.
Other than the sweatpants, he also was wearing a plain polo shirt that was also
loose-fitting, hanging out over his sweats. On his feet were a pair of brown
leather slippers which could have passed for street shoes had they not had such
a soft sole.
All in all, he looked just like he did so many times when I would see him back
in the days when I was living at home which left me a bit nostalgic. At the
same time, it felt a bit awkward as back in these days, if he had come
downstairs to me dressed like that, I knew what it meant � he wanted me. It
always gave me a bit of a thrill at those times because I knew it was ME he
wanted, that it was ME he needed to quell the burning desires inside of him that
threatened to overwhelm him.
As a young teenager, it was an incredible gift from my dad in that it made me
feel pretty and sexy, that I was desirable in such a way that even my own father
couldn't hide his lust for me. On those days when my self-confidence was low
and I was feeling down, seeing his approach me in that simple outfit, seeing the
burning look in his eyes and the flushness of his face was exactly what I needed
to feel good about myself again. Then to feel his cock growing in my mouth,
telling me that I was turning him on, and to hear him sigh as I sucked his stiff
dick, made me feel even better.
Finally, when he was inside of me, pumping his incestuous cock in and out of his
daughter�s tight pussy, it was like everything was perfect in the world and all
I could think about was the feeling of my father mating me, of him cumming
inside of me as he gave me the ultimate gift of his love and respect for me.
But today was completely different. Today he wasn't dressed like this for ME
but rather some other girl that he would soon be fucking. When he was dressing
it wasn't me that was on his mind but some nameless young girl that he had never
seen before, except maybe in photos. He greeting me with his wonderful smile
but there was something missing in the way he looked at me. Something special
was gone. He wasn�t looking at me THAT way, at least not the way he did when I
was younger. It wasn't even the same hungry look he�d had before going upstairs
a few minutes ago. It was like something else was on his mind now � or should I
say, someone else.
�Hey baby, Linda told me all about what was going on. Damn, I can�t believe
you�re staying but I have to say that I�m glad you are.�
I didn't say anything but instead just rose to hug him and we kissed. For a
brief moment that closeness that only a father and daughter can experience
flashed as our tongues met and he pulled me in tight to him. Just as I thought
maybe he was about to surprise me and take me, my Aunt Linda showed up and the
mood evaporated like water on a hot griddle.
�Hey you two, they�re going to be here any minute so no funny business!� she
teased us, slapping my dad on the butt playfully.
I saw Aunt Linda had changed into a pair of loose shorts that while short, were
nothing indecent yet managed to show off her legs quite nicely. She had on a
blouse that actually seemed to be her size, nothing fancy with a button-down
front that she left undone to not only show off her cleavage, but also as proof
that she wasn't wearing a bra underneath. She was barefoot and wasn't wearing
any jewelry except for a simple gold anklet on her right foot. Her hair was
pulled back into a ponytail which seemed to take ten years off and gave her more
of a girl-next-door type of look � or mom next door. She wasn�t going to pass
for twenty by any means but she certainly didn't look like a women in her early
forties.
Just then the doorbell rang and my dad let go of me to go and answer. Not quite
sure what to do, I stayed back in the kitchen as my aunt followed him to the
door. It was now or never if I was going to leave but it was like a moth being
drawn to a flame. I may end up being burned for what was about to happen but I
couldn't find the strength of will to pull myself away! If I left now, I knew I
would always regret it.
Chapter 3 � A Close Encounter of the Strange Kind
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I don't know what I was really expecting to see when the door opened but
whatever it may have been, it wasn't what I saw. For all intents and purposes,
the neighbors from next door could have been at the door for a visit. Standing
in the doorway were four people � evidently the mother and father with their two
kids � a boy and what must have been his younger sister. My dad ushered them in
and closed and locked the door behind them.
The adults exchanged rather bland hellos and the men shook hands as I sat back
and looked on. The parents, while not dressed formal, were wearing what could
be called �dress-casual�. The father, who looked maybe five to ten years
younger than my dad, was wearing black slacks with a blue dress shirt and black
dress shoes. If anything he looked more like an accountant than a swinger. The
mom was wearing a rather simple floral summer dress which came below her knees
and was quite modest overall. Anyone seeing the two of them might have thought
that they were heading for a PTA meeting or something like that.
As for the kids, I was especially curious about them. The boy looked to be in
his mid-teens, maybe fifteen or sixteen at most. He seemed a bit shy and hung
back for the most part, shaking my dad�s hand when my dad offered his but
otherwise not saying a word. He didn't seem so much apprehensive as rather more
like any other teenage boy going out with his parents. He had on jeans and
short sleeved shirt with black sneakers. He DID look quite cute, I had to
admit, with thick black hair that looked like it could use a comb. The dark
hair served to enhance an almost olive complexion which he must have inherited
from his mother.
The daughter was definitely the youngest sibling, maybe thirteen or fourteen at
most. It�s so hard with some girls at that age to guess how old they are so she
could have been as young as twelve provided she was mature for her age. She was
wearing what was almost a uniform these days for girls her age � short denim
cutoffs with a tight cami that constantly pulled up to expose her midriff along
with a pair of flip flops (each a different color). The shorts were cut up high
enough that if she had leaned over I was sure her ass would have poked out but
then they weren�t any shorter than what it seemed most of the girls her age were
wearing these days. Her boobs weren�t all that big yet, probably still an A-cup
but the tightness of the cami showed them off to their best advantage, allowing
her hardened nipples to poke through. Her long blonde hair, taking more from
her father it seemed, was pulled back into a pair of ponytails that hung half-
way down her back. All-in-all she was super cute and was surely turning heads
everywhere she went.
My dad shepherded everyone into the living room and then waved me to come in as
well. When I stepped into the room, my parents were each seated in high-back
arm chairs with the family squeezed onto the couch, with the father at one end
with his wife next to him. The kids were at the other end with the daughter
next to her mom. When they saw me standing there the room went deathly silent
for moment and I could see the confusion on the other�s faces as they looked at
me and then at my dad and aunt.
�Sorry John, but just who is this?� the father asked, trying to sound pleasant
but there was a definite accusing tone in his voice, �I thought we had an
agreement that it would be just to the two of you.�
My dad, seeing that things would quickly get out of hand if he didn't do
something quickly, responded with, �It�s ok, this is my daughter Kelly. She was
visiting earlier and she was hoping to stay and watch. Don�t worry, she knows
everything. In fact, we have our own sort of a �special� relationship... if you
know what I mean.�
The other parents looked at each other and the mother was the one to answer back
saying, �Well, so long as she just watches I guess it�s ok. Just to be clear on
one thing though � what you do with your daughter is your business but we do NOT
have sex with our kids, nor do we approve of incest in general so it would be
best for everyone if nothing more was said about that... OK?�
I grabbed a seat on a small chair off to the side as she spoke and did my best
not to snicker. So it was OK to offer your young children to strangers for sex
but when it came to having a loving family relationship THAT was going too far?
Seemed pretty hypocritical to me and if anything I thought she had her
priorities completely backwards. Still, it was their business and I wasn't
about to start a debate over the pros and cons of incest.
�Did you explain to her the rules?� the father asked almost accusingly. He
still didn't seem to have quite bought into the program. My dad shook his head
and the father just frowned all the more. Then he turned to me and counted them
off on his fingers as he spoke.
�One... first names only � no last names. Two... you can watch but that�s all.
The arrangements were for John and Linda only. Three... no cameras, videos, or
anything like that. And four... no personal questions like ages, addresses,
schools, or anything about us. Now are you OK with all of these?�
I nodded. Really, it wasn't anything unexpected. I WAS sort of curious what he
meant by �arrangements�. Did my dad pay them or was this something people just
did for fun?
Then the mother added in one more thing. �Oh, and just so you know, Simon and I
are just here to chaperone our kids. We don't swing with other couples and as
Simon said earlier, we certainly don't have sex with our own children.�
I caught the part where she said she didn't have sex with her �own� children.
Was that a deliberate parsing of words or was I reading more into it than I
should? I started to wonder if maybe they were part of some circle of parents
who share their kids with others. It was sort of mind-boggling to me to be
honest. How could anyone do that with their own children? How could they allow
strangers to have sex with them yet not show them their own love as well? It
was just sex for the sake of sex I guess. Evidently they got off watching their
kids having sex. Like it�s been said, it takes a village...
From the looks of the two kids, it certainly wasn't like they seemed abused as
they didn't appear to be frightened or even apprehensive in the least. Had I
seen them at church I would have thought they were just an ordinary brother and
sister. If I had taken a picture of them now, there would have been nothing in
the image that anyone would have been able to see that they were at all thinking
about what was about to happen. If anything, they seemed distracted and
uninterested in what the adults were saying � just like you would expect from
any two kids their age.
The thing is, we weren�t at church and they weren�t just any two kids in a
�normal� situation. Mom and dad might now have sex with them but it was quite
apparent from the start that they were NOT �ordinary� when it came to their
personal relationships. Indeed, from the start the brother had his hand resting
between his sister�s bare thighs, gripping the smooth soft flesh in his hands
and gently massaging it slowly. At the same time she had her hand resting on
his crotch, almost imperceptibly moving it in small circles over what I could
tell was already an erect dick. It wasn't anything TOO outrageous but enough
that had they done it in public people would have looked at them more than a
little oddly.
�Oh, and by the way, I�m Marlene, this is my husband Simon, my son Mark and my
daughter Elisa,� the mother finished. I noticed she did not state their ages as
most mothers would have in such an introduction. It was also quite clear from
her tone that this was ALL she was going to tell me about them.
Now that they�d addressed their concerns about me, the two of them seemed to
ignore me after that and went back to talking to my parents. It was sort of
surreal as they just talked about the local news, politics, weather and whatever
else typical parents chat about when they are forced together socially but don't
know each other.
In the meantime Mark and Elisa seemed to be getting bored which only made them
more interested in each other. Elisa had scooted back into the couch and spread
her legs provocatively, allowing Mark to move his hand up her thigh until the
side of it was pressing against her crotch. As for Elisa, her hand was still on
her brother�s crotch but now she was gripping his dick though the jeans as best
she could, squeezing it and rubbing it. Meanwhile, the conversation continued
between the parents as if nothing was going on at the other end of the couch.
Needless to say, I was totally clueless as to what the protocol was for this
sort of occasion so I just sat there motionless in my chair. Since nobody was
addressing me, I didn't join in on the conversation. For all sakes and
purposes, I might as well have been invisible. On the one hand it made it
easier as I wasn't sure what I would have said in the first place, on the other
it was a bit awkward in that I WAS there but they just ignored me.
The adults were saying something about the latest news about the Middle East as
things continued to heat up between Elisa and her brother. Mark had taken his
hand from between her legs and moved up to lift up the cami up and over her
small boobs. They were barely a handful for him but her nipples were incredible
hard and stuck out between his fingers as he caressed her breasts. I looked
over and saw my dad may have been talking to Simon and Marlene but it was clear
where his attention was focused. My aunt was also keeping a close eye on the
two kids while their parents just rattled on like nothing was happening at all.
Elisa had been working on her brother�s jeans. Mark wasn't wearing a belt,
which helped, and she unzipped him first and then undid the button that held
them together. Evidently he wasn't wearing any underwear either because as soon
as she spread apart the fly his erect cock sprung out like some Jack-in-the-Box.
It had been quite a while since I�d seen a sixteen year-old cock and I couldn't
help but feel a pang of desire as I saw how incredibly stiff he was. God, you
gotta love a teenage erection! Elisa gripped it in her tiny hand, her fingers
wrapped around the steel-hard shaft as she just held it at first while her
brother spread apart her blouse to expose her bare boobs to everyone.
The parental chat continued but I noticed it was more of a one-way conversation
as my dad and aunt became more and more mesmerized by the scene on the couch.
For that matter, who would NOT be staring as Mark undid his sister�s shorts and
reached his hand down into them. It was obvious when he hit the spot when
Elisa�s back arched and she gasped, closing her eyes and sighing softly as he
must have been playing with her clit. Both of them were still essentially
dressed but with her hand on Mark�s dick and his hand deep into her shorts they
were anything but innocent.
My dad was the first to respond. Watching the brother and sister act right in
front of him finally pushed him over the edge and he reached down into his
sweatpants and starting stroking himself.
�It�s OK John,� Simon said as he saw my dad start to masturbate. �Why don't you
let the kids see better how you feel watching them? I�m sure they would
appreciate it.� Then he turned to Aunt Linda and continued, �So what do you
think Linda, do you like Mark�s dick? Why don't you show him how it makes you
feel?�
It was all the encouragement she needed. Aunt Linda stood up and quickly
dropped her shorts to the floor, stepping out of them and sitting back down in
the chair, only this time with her bare ass barely on the edge as she leaned
back and started to play with herself. Damn, she looked to be as horny as I�d
ever seen her in ages!
Similarly, my dad had dropped his sweatpants and was now stroking himself
shamelessly in front of everyone as he stared at the two young siblings as they
played on the couch. Mark and Elisa HAD to know what was going on a few feet
away but they were acting as if they were the only two people in the room as
they continued to play with one another. So far it was just fondling and him
sucking on her boobs but I had a pretty good feeling that the two of them were
ready to do a LOT more.
For a moment I was starting to think that perhaps this wasn't going to be as
�bad� as I had worried it might be. Was this the essence of what was going to
be happening tonight? Were the two kids just going to put on a show for my dad
and aunt to watch? I had assumed they would have sex with them but then I
realized that at no time had anyone actually ever said anything about sex.
Even if this WAS �all� there was going to be, it was still incredibly erotic.
If I�d been watching this on a video it would�ve been sexy for sure, but it
would never have had the impact that it was having on me now. Seeing their
parents, all seemingly prim and proper, right here on the couch next to their
kids as the brother and sister played with each other�s sex parts was
mesmerizing to say the least. There was no doubt they were their kids and
knowing it was �real� and not some actors pretending to be a family gave it
something extra. For the parents to all but ignore their kids as they fondled
and groped each other just made it even more erotic in a strange sort of way.
From the looks of things, Elisa and Mark were about to get to the next base when
their mom finally turned and looked at them. She smiled as any proud mother
would saying, �Now kids, don't be so selfish. Don't you think our hosts deserve
some attention? Looks like they want it, don't you think?�
I almost laughed. Looked like they wanted it? No THAT was the understatement
of the day. My dad and Aunt were both masturbating openly, staring at the two
youngsters on the couch across from them. There was little doubt what they
wanted, THAT was for sure!
Still, from their responses I could tell the kids would�ve been happy to have
gone at it with each other right then. Their mom gave them that, �Do what I
said� look that all mothers seem to possess so in the end they acted just like
any other two teenagers would, shrugging their shoulders and mumbling something
to their mom. They stood up and started to head towards my dad and aunt but
before they could do anything, their mom once again cut in.
�Now kids, take your time... C�mon, you guys know better so don�t embarrass me.
Mark... undress your sister for us.�
Elisa�s shorts were already undone but as tight as they were they weren�t about
to fall down without some assistance so Mark grabbed them at each hip and
quickly pulled them down to her ankles where she pulled her feet through,
dropping her flip-flops in the process. She was incredibly petite, maybe been
barely five feet tall and couldn't have been more than 90 pounds or so soaking
wet. Her figure still had that little girl look to it but her hips and legs
were beginning to show the signs of what was about to come before long. She
wasn�t a �natural blonde� as her pussy had a wispy covering of dark brown hair
that had yet to fill out. What really grabbed my attention, though, was her
incredible little ass. God.... it was perfect!
With his sister�s bottom now bared, Mark reached to her shoulders and moved the
blouse off and down her arms, letting it drop to the floor as well. Elisa was
naked now, the perfect image of the most innocent and cute little girl I could
have imagined. Standing there with one finger to her lips and her other hand on
her bare hip, it was hard to imagine that she could be a slut. She didn't seem
the slightest bit shy or embarrassed, as if being nude in front of three
strangers was something she did every day. Maybe she did?
�OK, now undress your brother Elisa,� her mother directed, pointing at Mark like
a director on a movie set putting the actors in position.
Fortunately Mark�s jeans were already undone as with his dick as stiff and hard
as it was it would�ve been hard to pull them down otherwise. For his age he had
a thick thatch of pubic hair but the rest of him was virtually hairless with the
beginnings of something starting on his lower legs. His shirt hung down and
covered his crotch but his dick sprung out like a turtle poking out from its
shell; only this �head� was a lot longer. In fact, I was quite impressed with
Mark�s dick as it appeared to be bigger than most men I�d been with! I couldn't
help but smile to myself. Hmmm, no wonder his little sister had wanted it so
badly!
�So what do you think Linda?� Marlene said, obviously proud of her son�s
endowment, �Is my son hung or what?�
Linda had one finger buried in her wet pussy by now. Somewhere along the line
she had managed to strip off the rest of her clothes but I must have missed it
while my attention was focused on the Mark and Elisa Show. Her dark nipples
were erect as she toyed with them back and forth with her other hand.
�Impressive... I can see why you�re so proud of him,� my aunt responded, her
eyes glued to the boy�s crotch.
�How about you John?� Simon prodded, �Does my daughter turn you on? I know
she�s a little younger than I might have led you to believe on the phone so I
hope everything�s OK with you. Trust me, she may be young but knows what she�s
doing.� Then he said to her, �Elisa, why don't you show our new friend here
what you like to do with their cocks.�
�Oh daddy!� she said, sounding like she was embarrassed at all the things being
said about her. Still, she didn't hesitate and stepped right up to my dad,
kneeling on the throw rug in between his legs. She grabbed his hard shaft and
without another word she took him in her mouth and started to suck his cock like
it was the most natural thing in the world for her to do.
�She�s pretty good, isn�t she John?� her proud father asked, beaming with ride
as his naked little girl did her best to take as much of my dad�s dick into her
small mouth. My dad didn't answer directly, the groans and the way his head
went back and he closed his eyes were enough to tell us all how she was making
him feel.
�That�s it Elisa... good girl,� he encouraged his daughter.
I�d never seen a girl her age sucking my dad�s dick before. Heck, I�d never
seen a girl her age sucking a dick period, at least not for real. It once again
brought out a series of mixed feelings for me. Sure my cousin Tammy had blown
him when she was barely fourteen but compared to Elisa, Tammy looked downright
old! Besides, Tammy had been his niece so it really didn't matter how old she
was. Elisa, on the other hand, looked even younger now that she was naked than
she had when she�d walked in the door. Dang, I was starting to doubt that she
was even a teenager yet. In fact, I wouldn�t have been surprised if she hadn't
even seen her twelfth birthday. This SHOULD have shocked me but the way she
seemed to love sucking my dad�s dick made it seem OK for some reason.
Meanwhile, Mark had been just standing there, his hand on his cock while he
watched his sister sucking off my dad. No doubt he was wishing she was sucking
HIS cock and I had the distinct feeling that it was something he got from her
regularly at home. I couldn't help but wonder when she had first sucked him?
Was this something relatively new or had it been going on for quite a while? How
had it gotten started in the first place? Had their parents encouraged it or
had they started out on their own? My thoughts were interrupted by Marlene...
�Now Mark, you�re not being a very polite guest. Can�t you see Linda needs some
attention? Why don't you let her enjoy that incredible dick of yours?�
Somehow I got the idea Mark would have preferred his sister enjoy his dick more
but he did as his mother told him and stepped over in front of my aunt. He
seemed uncertain, waiting for her to make the first move. I was curious myself
what she wanted from him first � to suck his dick or have him eat her horny
pussy? It didn't take long to find out.
�Oh my god, it�s so beautiful,� she whispered but loud enough for us all to
hear. Just as Simon was proudly watching my dad being blown by his daughter,
Marlene was practically beaming as Linda reached out for Mark�s cock with both
hands. Even with both hands she was barely able to cover the entire shaft.
�Soooooo, do you like your dick sucked Mark?� my aunt asked, smiling up at him
as she gripped his erect cock.
Mark hesitated and looked back at his mom as if he wasn't sure how to answer.
�Now stop being so shy Mark and answer the pretty lady,� his mother admonished
him.
Mark licked his lips and looked down at Linda. �Yes maam, I love it to be
sucked.�
�I bet your sister suck you good, doesn�t she?�
Again Mark looked back at his mom who just nodded and so he answered, �Oh yeah,
she�s great!�
My aunt nodded over to where her brother-in-law was finding out for himself just
how good Mark�s sister was when it came to blowjobs and she grinned. �From the
looks of things, I would have to say you�re right. How about I show you what I
can do? Would that be OK with you?�
Without waiting for an answer she leaned forward and licked Mark�s dick from the
tip to the base and then back up again. She kissed the tip of his bulging head
and then gently took it between her lips, sucking on it softly. It was almost
like she was caressing it and loving it. Then she surprised everyone by
suddenly pushing it into her mouth in one quick motion until her face was buried
in the thick covering of hair at its base.
�Oh wow!� Mark couldn't help but exclaim as his eyes bugled and stared down at
where his cock had disappeared from sight, now wholly engulfed in my aunt�s
mouth and throat. She shook her head and then pulled up again, taking a breath
and then plunging back on his dick like she couldn't get enough of it � which
was likely exactly how she was feeling at the moment. I knew the feeling well.
Sometimes when you feel a dick in your mouth it�s like you just want more and
more of it and you can�t bear the idea of letting it go.
Looking at Simon and Marlene, I sort of expected the stoic �chaperone� persona
to disappear. I actually hadn't bought it from the start, figuring it was just
part of the show and that sooner or later they would drop the veneer and join in
one way or another. Yet for the moment, the looked like your typical mom and
dad sitting in the audience at a recital as the proud parents while their
children performed. The difference here was that instead of playing a piano or
acting out a school play, THEIR kids were having oral sex with two people older
than their own parents! They were holding hands but that was about as far as
they were going so far. Well, maybe the rest would come into play later. There
was no way I was buying all this. It just didn't seem possible for a couple to
watch their kids having sex, especially at their ages, and NOT want to be
involved.
�Careful Elisa, don't let him cum yet,� her father warned. I looked from Linda
to my dad and indeed, he was starting to look and act like he as on the verge of
an orgasm. Even if he had taken his Viagra I knew it would still take him a
while to get it up for a second time so it was a wise warning on Simon�s part.
�Hey John, why don't you try out Elisa�s pussy? She loves her pussy licked and
you know there�s nothing better tasting than pre-teen pussy.�
His comments made me wonder just how he knew about how pre-teen pussy tasted.
Had he tasted Elisa�s or was he experienced with other girls? Maybe they traded
with other couples with similar age kids. Damn, I wished I could just get to
talk to them for ten minutes! I had a million questions and it was killing me
not to know the answers.
Elisa clearly knew what to do without being told this time so she got up from my
dad�s crotch and sat back on the couch next to her mother. This time she leaned
back and pulled her legs up with her arms, locking her knees in the crook of her
arms such that her legs were spread and her wet pussy was fully exposed to my
dad as he moved forward towards her. Her mom was now right next to her but
didn't make a move to touch or otherwise help her. The fact that this little
girl was naked and laying back like a whore as her mother sat right next to her
didn't deter my dad as it was his turn to kneel down in front of Elisa. He put
a hand on the back of her bare thighs to push her back even further and then
lowered his head between her little legs.
Well, her father had been right about one thing, his daughter LOVED to have her
pussy licked! My dad�s tongue had barely touched her clit when she practically
jumped off the couch, moaning loudly. My father licked her up and down her pussy
like a dog would have had she been covered in peanut butter, now and then
sucking on her clit like it was nipple.
�Put your finger in her John, she likes that when she�s being licked,� Marlene
offered her motherly advice. Although Elisa was pressed against her, Marlene
didn't make any move to touch her, just talking gently to her and encouraging
her to enjoy herself.
My dad pressed his index finger into Elisa�s soaking wet pussy. She seemed
really tight and I found myself wondering if he was having to press so hard just
to get his finger in her, how was he ever going to get his dick in her? Still,
I was under no illusions that Elisa was a virgin and judging from the size of
her brother�s dick (which was bigger than my dad�s), he should be able to get it
in her but it was going to be tight, that was for sure. If he thought my
cousin had been tight (and she was fourteen at the time), I could only imagine
how Elisa�s pussy was going to be for him.
While my dad was licking this young girl, I expected the next step would be for
Mark to do the same for my aunt but it just shows you can�t always predict
Everything, especially when it involved sex. What I didn't take into account
was how horny my aunt was for Mark�s teenage dick. Sucking it was great, I was
sure, but that's not what she REALLY wanted to be doing with it. No... had
another destination in mind and she wasn't going to wait for anyone else to make
the first move. Taking her mouth off Mark�s shaft, my aunt looked up at him as
she stroked the slick rod with the most incredible expression of lust I�d seen
on her in a long time � if ever before.
�Fuck me Mark... I want you to fuck me now,� she begged him.
Mark just stood there for a second when his dad intervened, �What are you
waiting for? You heard the nice lady Mark, she asked you to fuck her so fuck
her.�
My aunt leaned back and Mark grabbed the wings of the chair to steady himself as
he lowered himself to my aunt�s waiting pussy. She grabbed his dick with one
hand, using the other to spread her hair pussy apart for him. As he positioned
himself, she rubbed the head of his dick against her clit for a few seconds and
then placed it directly at the entrance to her pussy. Mark may have been a bit
shy before but any sign of awkwardness disappeared as he plunged his erect dick
into my aunt�s pussy like a pro, practically pushing her up into the chair with
the force of his initial thrust. Oh yeah, this wasn't his first rodeo!
�Oh my god..... he feels so good!� my aunt cried out in ecstasy. Mark went
right at it, thrusting himself in and out of her, banging her as hard and fast
as he could.
Marlene and Simon exchanged glances as they watched their son fucking a woman
more than twice his age. The pride was obvious in their faces as they smiled and
nodded to one another when my aunt would gasp and cry out as their son fucked
her over and over again.
Elisa could also see what her brother was doing and I wondered if she was a
little jealous of my aunt getting her brother�s dick instead of her. Whatever
she was thinking, it seemed to set off her own needs. Turning her head to her
mom, she said in the sweetest little voice, �Mom, I want to be fucked too.�
Had she said it in anything other than English, from the tone and expression on
her face I would have thought she was asking her mom for a new dress or
something. It was incredibly erotic to see this little girl being eaten by my
own father and then have turned innocently to her mother, requesting to be
fucked.
Personally, I could�ve said the same thing about now as well. I almost got the
nerve to ask Simon if he would be interested in fucking me but then I remembered
the �rules�. I was so damn horny now I was about to burst yet I was afraid to
do anything more than watch. Would they care of I masturbated? Would that be
going outside the rules? I wasn't sure and I didn't want to mess things up for
my aunt and dad so I just sat there with my pussy practically screaming for
attention!
�Honey, if you want the nice man to fuck you, why don't you just ask him?�
Elisa�s mom said gently back to her, �I�m sure he wants to.... don't you John?
Don�t you want to have sex with my little girl?�
My dad looked up, his face covered with his own saliva and Elisa�s pussy juices.
He didn't say anything but the look on his face spoke volumes. Standing up, his
dick was still fully erect and I could tell he was about to fuck this little
girl in front of him. To his surprise, her mother stepped in before he could.
�You didn't answer me John... do you want to fuck my little girl? I want to
hear you say it.�
My dad seemed surprised at this but he nodded and mumbled something like, �Sure
I do.�
�John,� she insisted, �She�s my only little girl so you can understand I�m a bit
overprotective. I just want to be sure of your intentions. So tell me what you
want to do to my daughter.�
�Overprotective� my ass. I was starting to see more and more what was going on
with the parents, especially Marlene. She was clearly getting off from offering
her daughter to my dad. Sure it was hot to see her having sex with him, but
what REALLY turned her on was seeing how bad he wanted her and what he would do
to have her.
�OK, OK... I want to fuck Elisa,� he finally said. Marlene looked at him like
she was expected more so he continued, �I want to fill her little pussy with my
dick and fuck her. I want to fill her tight little cunt with my sperm and make
her my cumslut.�
�Now John, is that a proper way to talk to a mother about her only daughter,
especially one as young as Elisa?� she teased him.
My dad had also recognized what her game was so he played along and grinned, �Of
course it is. I�m going to fuck your little whore daughter and I�m going to do
it right in front of her mother.�
Marlene finally seemed to have heard what she was waiting for. Sitting back,
she grinned and said, �Then what the hell are you waiting for? Fuck the little
slut. Can�t you see she wants it?�
Elisa kept her legs up and spread to open her pussy as wide as possible for my
Dad�s approaching dick. He had her thoroughly soaked by now and with his finger
in her had started to get her ready for his hard dick. Still, when I saw his
firm cock pressing up against the wet entrance to her tiny little pussy, I
couldn't help but wonder to myself how that big thing was were going to get
inside of her. As it turned out, it wasn't easy.
�Damn she�s tight!� my dad groaned as he tried to push his dick into Elisa. As
hard as he was, his dick still somehow bent a little as he pushed against her.
Grabbing her legs by the ankles, he held her up as she used her now free hands
to spread her all but hairless pussy wide apart for him.
�Trust me, if she can take her brother she can take you,� Marlene encouraged my
dad. It was actually the first time anyone had openly stated that the brother
and sister had sex together. Of course I had assumed it but still, it was
interesting to get the official confirmation.
With another shove and a grunt my dad�s dick began to penetrate Elisa. At first
just the head made it on but once that hurdle was cleared the rest of him slid
in fairly easily. Elisa groaned loudly as my dad pushed himself even deeper
inside of her, raising some concerns on his part.
�Are you OK honey?� he asked softly, holding himself still with about three
quarters of his dick buried inside of her pussy. He may have been concerned but
not enough to pull any of himself out of her.
�It just feels so big in me.... it feels so good.... fuck me, please fuck me
more,� she moaned with her eyes now tightly closed.
If Elisa had looked tiny and young before, it was nothing compared to what I was
seeing now. She seemed incredibly small now with my dad�s larger body hovering
over her, his thick dick literally impaled in her tiny little pussy as her thin
legs rested on his shoulders. Her proud mom was keeping a close eye on
everything and I kept waiting for her to at least start masturbating but she
never did anything other than to whisper something to her little girl now and
then in a voice too soft for me to hear.
Elisa was rubbing her pussy now as my dad fucked her slowly, sliding in and out
of her as if he was trying to make himself last so he could savor the feeling of
his dick inside of this ridiculously young girl as long as possible. It was a
scene that I'll never forget. It was both surreal and yet somehow so innocent
to see this older man having sex with a girl barely old enough to masturbate. In
my heart I knew it was wrong what he was doing yet there was no way I was about
to say anything about it because it was so incredibly hot to watch.
Whether it was coincidence or whatever, both Elisa and my aunt came at almost
exactly the same time. Of course I�d seen my aunt cum many times before so my
attention was more directed to Elisa. Honestly, I wasn't totally sure a girl
her age COULD cum but once again it goes to show you can�t predict anything when
it comes to sex.
The feeling of Elisa�s pussy throbbing around his dick must have pushed my dad
dangerously close to the edge as he stopped his movements and just held his dick
deep inside Elisa while she came. She seemed so cute as her orgasm consumed
her, like a little doll baby moaning and looking up at her mom as if to seek her
approval.
Meanwhile my aunt had pushed Mark back and down to the floor on his back with
his head almost at his father�s feet. She quickly straddled him and used her
hand to direct his dick back into her pussy which was hungry for more of his
teen cock. Sitting on him now, she could practically reach out and touch his
father. It amazed me how he could just sit there and watch a woman as beautiful
as my Aunt Linda ride his son�s dick right in front of him yet act like it was
the most ordinary thing in the world. From what I could tell, he didn't even
have an erection! I mean, didn't he want to fuck my aunt too? Could he be so
into little girls that a woman the age of my aunt, even as hot as sexy as she
was, didn't turn him on?
My dad was back to fucking Elisa again. He didn't seem interested in changing
positions, seemingly perfectly happy with what he was doing. I wondered if
fucking her right next to her mom, so close he could have reached over and
played with her pussy, was what was turning him on as well. Marlene wasn't
encouraging him to change either so maybe she was getting to watching this close
up and personal just as much as my dad was. While Simon just watched the show
in front of him and didn't say a word, Marlene seemed to enjoy being more
involved, at least verbally.
�Are you ready to cum yet John?� she teased, �Where do you want to cum? Her
mouth?.... In her pussy?.... maybe you want to cum all over my daughter.... is
that what you want John... to spray your cum all over her tiny little body?�
I got the idea that SHE wanted to see his cum spraying all over Elisa but then
she didn't know my dad. If she had asked me, I could have told her exactly
where my dad wanted to cum � IN her pussy. My self-congratulatory feeling was
quickly struck down as my dad surprised me yet again.
�I want to cum all over her... cover your slutty daughter with my cum,� he
managed to get out in short bursts between thrusts.
As he said it, he was looking at Marlene more than Elisa and I then realized
what was going on. Maybe had be been fucking Elisa alone upstairs he would have
stayed and cum in her pussy, but this was for her mother. My dad was seeing how
much his fucking her daughter was turning her on and he also quickly took the
hint as to where she wanted to see his cum.
�Oh FUCK!� my dad exclaimed as he yanked his dick out of Elisa�s abused pussy.
She dropped her legs and he grabbed his dick, using it like a garden hose to
spray his cum over her face and budding chest. Damn, he really needed to cum as
one shot after another landed on her, with the last couple on her almost bare
pussy.
Marlene whispered something to her daughter and Elisa nodded and then started to
spread my dad�s cum all over her like it was body lotion, creating a sheen over
her torso and face as his cum was distributed all over her tiny body. When she
finished she licked it off her fingers and again smiled at her mom.
�Does he taste good?� her mom asked. Elisa grinned and nodded her head quickly.
Yeah, she was a little cumslut, that was for sure. No doubt she would have
enjoyed getting the whole load in her mouth and I was willing to bet a lot that
she swallowed as well.
My dad�s dick was quickly dwindling as he sat back in his chair again, sweating
and trying to catch his breath. Now everyone�s attention was on Mark and my
aunt as she humped his cock like a bull rider. I�d seen her with her daughter
Kristi doing other boys about his age so it wasn�t anything new for me. It had
been a long time since I�d rode a boy that age myself and it was tempting to see
if anyone would really mind if I took a turn but common sense prevailed and I
never even tried.
Mark groaned and it was obvious what was about to happen. My aunt hopped off
him and kneeled between his legs, stroking his dick furiously with her mouth
open and tongue sticking out, waiting fore her prize. She didn't have to wait
long as the first rope of sperm spewed from his dick and landed directly on her
tongue. Damn, that boy must have had huge load of sperm saved up for her as he
just came and came like there was going to be no end. My aunt tried to take all
of it in her mouth but there was simply too much of it so some of it ended up on
her face or dripping out of her mouth. When he finally finished she showed off
the results to his parents and then swallowed it all down with a savage grin.
Chapter 4 - After the Adults, the Kids Play
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Now it was her turn to take a seat again as everyone went silent for a few
minutes, gathering their thoughts and I wondered what would happen next. Was
that it? Would they get dressed and leave now? Or was what I had been
expecting all along finally going to happen � the parents get involved.
I have to say I was a little disappointed in that the parents didn't show any
sign of being anything but the perfect chaperones. Suddenly the conversation
was struck back up between the adults, almost like nothing had happened in
between their previous conversation and now. Now my dad and aunt were naked but
my father no longer had an erection and my aunt was beaming with some of Mark�s
cum still on her cheek and chest.
Mark got up and sat back down next to Elisa, the both of them still naked as
well. They both were looking at their parents expectantly and I wondered what
was going on. Obviously they were expecting something from their parents and it
didn't take long to find out what it was.
�Ummmmmmm, I hate to change the subject like this but don't you guys think it�s
only fair that we let the kids have some fun for being so good to you?� Marlene
asked.
Really, what was my dad or aunt going to say? After all, they WERE teenagers,
or at least one was and the other would be in a year or two so it was only
natural that they would have more need for sex than their older partners.
�Sure.... but we get to watch though... right?� my dad confirmed.
�Of course,� Simon replied, �Besides, they love to be watched, don't you kids?�
Both Elisa and marked smiled and nodded eagerly. They didn't need to be told
any more as Elisa laid down on her on the rug in front of the couch, her leg
spread apart and her arms outstretched towards her brother. This was obviously
something they were quite accustomed to as Mark quickly climbed on top of his
sister and without further ado pushed his dick into her freshly fucked pussy.
Given she had just being fucked by my dad, he was able to enter Elisa a lot
easier than he might have otherwise and they immediately began fucking one
another.
�Awwwwww... don't you guy agree that they look so sweet together like that?�
Marlene cooed, �I think it�s so wonderful that they get along so well, don't you
Linda?�
�Well, I guess sex is better than fighting and arguing,� my aunt agreed.
�I mean... just look at the way he does his sister,� their mother continued,
the pride practically bursting from her, �and she loves it so... I just love
seeing her being so happy.�
It was killing me. Why didn't anyone say anything more about them? How long
had they been having sex? How did it get started? Who else did they fuck? Did
they really not do it with their parents? My dad could see I was about ready to
burst and all it took was one sharp look from him for me to keep my mouth shut.
�See that? He�s cumming in his sister.... isn�t that so special?� Marlene said,
looking almost like she was about to cry with happiness. �He always cums in
her, he even did the first time. I�m so proud of him.�
Indeed, Mark WAS pumping his load of cum into his sister who seemed more than
happy to be receiving it. Her hips arched up against him as if she was trying
to take it as deep inside of her as she could. The look on her face was
priceless! Something about it was different than it had been when my dad had
cum in her. With him she had seemed to enjoy it but with her brother, it was
something more. I don't know how to describe it, but it was clear that having
her brother cum in her was special. In a way I cold relate to her. It was like
when my dad came in me. There was just something about having my own dad cum in
me that made it different from anyone else. I guess it was the same for Elisa
and her brother.
�Well, we really should be going now,� Simon said, breaking the spell that
seemed to hang over all of us in the aftermath of watching Mark mating his
little sister. So much for small talk after sex! It was like the show was over
and that was it � time to leave.
�Aw dad, do we have to?� Elisa whined, looking up at her dad from the floor, �I
want Mark to fuck me again.�
�No, that�s enough for now, he can do you on the way home,� her dad chastised
her.
For a moment she looked every bit her age as she seemed frustrated and almost
ready to cry for not getting her way. �On the way home?� What the heck, did
they let then have sex in the back seat while they were driving? Then again, I
got the feeling that it might be hard to stop those two once they got started!
Everyone stood up except me. The men shook hands and the women hugged while the
kids got dressed. Elisa had to be a mess with my dad�s cum all over her and now
her brother�s cum leaking from her pussy but I guess that didn't bother her mom
at the moment. I guess since they would likely be going at it on the way home
again there was no sense in worrying about cleaning up now.
As they left, I felt a little left out as they totally ignored me. I guess they
were OK with me watching but anything beyond that was not part of the �deal�,
whatever that was they had made with my dad and aunt. I guess deep down I was
sort of hoping they would at least ASK me if I was interested in being involved.
Frankly, NOT being asked made it easier to keep from caving into my lust and in
the long run I knew it was the best thing that could have happened. Still, it
was a point of ego and pride and to be ignored in a sexual situation was NOT
something I was accustomed to dealing with.
Chapter 5 � The Aftermath
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My dad closed the front door and now it was just the three of us again. The two
of them were both naked and reeked of sex so I felt a little bit out of place.
�Ummmm, Aunt Linda...� I said, pointing to my cheek to give her a hint. She
reached up and realized there was cum and giggled like a little girl who had
just been caught leaving the theater without cleaning up completely.
�You gotta admit it, that kid could blast a fuckin� load,� she sighed
whimsically as she grabbed a dish towel from the kitchen and wiped herself off.
I couldn't hold back anymore. �So can you tell me more about what all just
happened?�
What do you mean Kelly?� my dad asked, �Seemed pretty obvious to me!�
�Ok... so like... how old was that girl? She couldn't have been in her teens.
Was she even twelve?�
�I really have no idea. Part of the deal is we don't discuss anyone�s age. So
long as they have their parents with them and it�s all consensual, that�s what
counts.�
�Dad!� I huffed. He knew better than that. What a lame answer, Still, I had a
strong feeling that it was about all he was going to tell me.�
�She was old enough to know what she was doing... and old enough to enjoy it,�
my aunt injected, �From what I could see, she wanted it as badly as anyone.�
I let it go, no sense in trying to argue it as they both seemed to have found a
way to rationalize it so what could I say to counter it? Still, I had more for
them.
�So what�s with the parents? Was this something typical or what?�
My dad answered again. �Actually this was the first time I�ve seen anything
where the parents just watched. They seemed pretty adamant about it but I have
to say, every other family we�ve been involved with included the parents too.�
�So you do this a lot?�
�Not really... a few times... now and then I guess.�
Now for the question that REALLY mattered to me...
�Dad, did you ever want to fuck me when I was her age?�
My dad smiled at me and took a breath before answering. �Of course I did baby,
but your mother wouldn't let me.�
I was almost afraid to ask the next question, afraid of what the answer might
be. After all, he had just fucked a pre-teen hot little girl so how could sex
with me, a girl twice her age, even compare?
�Daddy, �I said softly, bowing my head before him in submission, �Do you want to
fuck me now?�
If he had said no I don't know what I would have done. It wouldn't have
surprised me but it would have disappointed me. For the past nine years I loved
to go to him and say those word and see his eyes light up and the smile come to
his face. He�d never said no, at least not until now.
�Of course I do baby... there�s nobody I want to fuck right now more than you.�
�Oh daddy!� I exclaimed, wrapping my arms around his bare body. My aunt silently
disappeared, respecting this special moment between a father and a daughter.
After seeing him with that little girl, seeing the pleasure it brought to him,
and for him to still say he wanted me more than anyone else was the most
wonderful thing he had said to me in along time.
He quickly undressed me and took me in the living room on the couch. Linda took
a seat on the chair across from us. This was rather unusual as she usually
didn't hang around when my dad and I had sex but I guess after everything that
had just happened she wasn't about to just walk away as if nothing was
happening.
It took a little coaxing to get my dad�s dick back up to full strength again but
it was well worth the effort as I laid there and felt him entering me. It felt
so perfect... so right. This was the way a daughter should submit to her
father. This was how a father should express his love for his daughter.
Later when I thought about it more it saddened me that Simon didn't fuck Elisa.
For her not to feel the love and honor of her father in this intimate way was
something she would never get from anyone else.
�Yes daddy!� I cried out as he finally came in me. I could feel his cock
throbbing in me, flooding me with his incestuous sperm. This was so much more
than sex. This was my father, taking me as his daughter, as only a father can.
He stayed in me afterwards, his cock pulsing inside of me as it slowly
diminished and drew itself out of me. We kissed and I felt his hands all over
me, fondling me and caressing me. I thought of his sperm inside of me,
something he gave me in a moment of complete submission to his love and
authority over me as his daughter.
While I can�t say I approve of everything my father does, how can I be mad at
him when he can make me feel like this?
THE END