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WARNING!  This article contains adult fiction and is not to be read
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Synopsis:  Originally posted in 1995, this is Michelle's description
of her introduction to sex and incest by her parents.  

Comments:  the truthfulness of this story, as with other such tales,
is of course questionable, but it still makes for interesting and
arousing reading.  


******  NOTE: I didn't write this.  The names of the characters
******  have been changed from the original.  It was originally
******  posted in summer 1995 on alt.sex.incest



In an earlier post, I argued that parent/child incest does not
necessarily have to be abusive and cause harm to the child. I
described the environment whereby my parents had sex with me and
how it was VERY wonderful. So many of you have emailed me for
details about how my parents introduced me to this that instead
of writing each of you, I will just post it.

My name is Michelle. I am 27. I am married to Mark, age 33. He
has two children from a previous marriage, ages 12 and 7. We live
in Dallas and work in computer-related fields.

My first exposure to sex came when I walked in on my parents
having sex one night when I was about nine. I remember my mom was
on top, straddling my father. They stopped what they were doing
and my mom got off the bed, took me into my room, and gently
explained a tiny bit of the "birds and bees" to me; only enough
to satisfy my curiosity and explain what they were doing.

I shared my new information with my best friend, Sylvia. We were
both so shocked and amazed about the whole idea of having
something inserted inside us that we talked about what it would
be like for some time. It's funny to think about now, but I
remember we tried to have sex with each other by my lying on top
of her nude and grinding our pussies together because we loved each
other as friends and thought we should do this to express our love,
just as my mother had said. It felt kind of good, but I didn't
think it was the same because neither of us had a cock, and I
remember wishing I had one. We talked about trying what it would
be like by putting something else in there, but we never did try
putting foreign objects inside. In fact, we didn't really talk
about sex ever again. I think it was because of the
straightforward attitude about sex my parents expressed to me, it
just wasn't something that was a big deal.

But while snooping around in my parents closet a year or so later
(I think I was 10), my curiosity was aroused again when I found a
pornographic magazine in my father's things in a trunk. The
magazine was written in German and depicted men and women in
various sex acts, mostly intercourse. There were also a few
pictures of my parents having intercourse and oral sex, taken
several years before, in an envelope inside the magazine. The
most interesting pictures to me were of my mom performing oral
sex on my dad. I remember I couldn't figure out why they were
doing this, since my mom had only explained intercourse to me,
not oral sex. I also remember being curious about why my dad's
cock was so much longer and straighter than it was whenever
I saw him nude around the house. I guess I wasn't curious enough
to ask my mom about it then, though, because I didn't.

One night later that year, I had planned to sleep at Sylvia's
house but after we got into a fight, I came home. That's when I
walked in on my mom performing oral sex on my dad in front of the
TV in the family room. I guess they didn't hear me come in, but
my Dad saw me and made my mom stop. That was the first time I'd
ever seen his cock erect, but it shriveled fast, as it must have
done inside my mom before she got off him when I  had walked in
on them having sex the year before. I asked them why they were
doing that, and my mom explained that it was just like sex, a way
for her to make my dad feel good. She also said my Dad often used
his tongue on her vagina to make her feel good. I was satisfied
with that, although I didn't really understand it too well.

I got my first period shortly before my 12th birthday. My chest
had also begun to bud by then, and I had started to get some
pubic fuzz. My mom had already explained what was going to happen
to me at puberty, so it wasn't really a big deal. But she did
mention that I was now turning into a woman, and I remember I was
proud of that fact, as most girls are. The night of my 12th
birthday my mom came into my bedroom as I was getting into bed
and talked to me about masturbation and orgasms. She talked about
how it was normal and how she had started doing it when she was
12, and she volunteered to show me how to do it. She masturbated
my clit gently with her fingers and I remember how great it felt
when I came. She said I could do it as often as I wanted to, and
I remember thinking that I would be doing it all the time!

A few days later, my mother came to my room and asked if I had
been masturbating lately. I told her I had been all the time,
just like she'd showed me. She then asked if I wanted to try it a
different way, and I said, "sure." She went to her room and came
back with a really small vibrator and a small tube of KY jelly
and said I could have them as a present in honor of my becoming a
woman. She pulled up my nightgown and showed me how to use it on
my clit and in between my labia, but with little insertion. This
felt much different than using my fingers, and I loved it!

She explained that many women used vibrators to simulate vaginal
intercourse, but that she didn't think I was ready for
penetration until my pussy began lubricating naturally. She
explained to me about the hymen and what it meant to be a virgin,
and recommended that before I chose to have sex one day, I should
use a vibrator to break my hymen and get used to the feeling of
insertion. She said losing my virginity would be much less
painful that way. It made sense to me, although I didn't think I
was ready for sex yet, either. She also said she would buy me a
larger vibrator if I ever wanted one.

Over the next few weeks, I used that vibrator constantly! I had
to keep asking her for new batteries and new KY. She was wrong
about my ability to accept insertion, as I had no trouble with
self-lubrication, but I also used KY. My curiosity caused me to
try inserting the whole thing, and, sure enough, I did break my
hymen with it. Naturally, that wasn't much fun, but I accepted it
as an inevitable part of growing up. Soon, I could insert the
vibrator most of the way (it was only about three inches long and
three quarters of an inch wide). But it was more pleasurable
for me to work just a little bit in and out while using the
fingers from my other hand on my clitoris. That was WONDERFUL. I
guess I was truly addicted to masturbation by then, doing it at
least daily. You might laugh at this, but one day I turned it on
and it wouldn't go on, even with fresh batteries. I guess I wore
it out! My mother got a big kick out of this when I told her, and
she bought me another. It was slightly larger, about four and a
half inches long and maybe an inch wide. My mother told me to go
slowly with it and be very careful, but I tried inserting the
thing right away and got it almost all the way in without too
much discomfort.

About three months after my mother had taught me how to
masturbate, she came in again when I was about to go to sleep and
asked if I wanted to try something new that might feel even
better than masturbating. At that point, I couldn't understand
what could possibly feel better than rubbing my clitoris with one
hand while inserting the vibrator with the other, but anything
that could feel better than that sounded great to me! I didn't
know what she meant though, so she asked me if I remembered the
time I had interrupted them having oral sex. I said I did and she
asked if I might like to try it with her. Sure! Who wouldn't be
willing to try something that felt better than masturbating!

She then had me remove my nightgown and proceeded to lovingly and
slowly stimulate my entire vulva with her tongue and lips. After a
few minutes, she asked for my vibrator and brought me to a
powerful and wonderful orgasm with her tongue flicking around my
clitoris and the vibrator working gently back and forth inside. I
knew then I would never again be satisfied with masturbation
alone. After I came, she nestled next to me in bed, with her
fully clothed and stroking my hair and breasts ever so sweetly. I
felt so satisfied and loved her so much right then. She surprised
me then when she lightly started licking and sucking my nipples.
That was a whole new feeling that I didn't really know I could
have, and she did it for several minutes.

My mother stood up and took off all her clothes and lay back down
against me. It felt so warm and soft to feel her skin against
mine. She asked if I would like to learn how to please her, and I
said, "sure." So, she showed me how to caress and suck her
breasts, and I really enjoyed that. It seemed so satisfying. Then
she said if I was ready, she'd teach me how to perform oral sex
on her, and I was ready. I got down between her legs with the
vibrator and listened to her instructions as she taught me how to
please her. Her scent and taste I found to be very pleasant. I
don't think I was able to bring her to an orgasm, but she said
afterwards that I had done a very good job considering I'd never
done it before. I remember I was very proud of myself when she
said that.

The next day, my mother explained that we had done something very
special that few mothers get to experience with their daughters.
She said most people wouldn't understand why we did those things
because they were usually done between lovers and parents and
children couldn't be "in love" the same way. I didn't understand
what she meant at all. I thought love was love, and I wasn't able
to discern between romantic love and family love. Regardless, she
asked me not to tell anyone else about what we had shared because
they might not understand, and I promised her I wouldn't. But she
said my father already knew about it and it was fine to talk with
him about it. She even said he would be happy to do similar
things with me if I wanted. She also said we could do it again
sometime if I wanted.

I wanted to that night, of course, and I came right out and asked
her if we could. That time, I went down on her first, and I was
able to bring her to orgasm solely with my tongue. I was really
proud of myself for being able to do that! A couple of evenings
later, while she and my dad were watching TV and my brother was
out playing, I again asked her if she wanted to do it. But before
she could answer, my father asked if he could do it to me
instead. My mother thought that would also be a good idea, and
said that she would teach me how to make my father "feel good"
afterwards.

So, I sat down on the couch, my father kneeled on the floor in
front of me and began to lick me. He used different techniques
than my mother, some were more pleasing, and some weren't. I
could also feel his finger working inside of me. Meanwhile, my
mother was on a chair watching and masturbating herself. I could
see that my father's cock had grown hard while he worked, and he
occasionally used his hand to masturbate himself. I had an orgasm
in almost no time.

Afterwards, my dad lay on his back on the couch and my mom and I
knelt down beside it. While he had been licking me, she had gone
upstairs and got the KY Jelly. I had always been fascinated by
the sight of a man's cock, but this was my first look at an
erection other than in pictures. And this was my first
opportunity to actually touch one. I lifted up his scrotum,
cupped his testicles in my palm, moved his cock every which way.
I was fascinated by his hardness, like I had a new toy. My mother
then spread some KY on his cock and showed me how to work both my
hands up and down it rythmically. She taught me about a man's
most sensitive parts and different ways to masturbate a man. I
remember feeling that more than anything, I wanted to make my
father feel as good as he had made me feel minutes before. It
became a mission for me: to please my father. He ejaculated when
I least expected it, after only about three minutes of stroking.
I screamed in surprise, which caused my mother to burst out
laughing. The semen shot onto his stomach and dribbled onto my
hands, and I kept stroking in this slickness until he asked me to
stop. I was fascinated by the slippery, slimy feel of the semen
and by the fact that his cock got so small so quickly after his
orgasm. My mother then rubbed the semen around on his belly.

Afterwards, my father said I did a great job, better than my mother
had the first time she had done it to him. I was so proud, I gave
him a big hug and stayed clinging to him for several minutes,
secure and happy in his arms. All this sex play had taken
probably less than half an hour, and my brother came in from outside
while I was hugging my dad. That night, I lay in bed masturbating
for a long time, thinking about what I had done with my father. I
couldn't wait to try it again.

The next night, after my brother and I had gone to bed, my mother
came in and asked if I wanted to sleep in their bed that night.
However, she had me remove my nightgown before I got into bed
with them, and she did likewise. I got the idea right off that
this wasn't going to be like when I slept with them when I was
eight during a big thunderstorm. My dad gave me a big hug and a
kiss and asked me if I wanted to do "sexy stuff" with them. I
told him I wanted to masturbate his cock again, but he said he
also wanted to teach me something new if I wanted to try it. With
my Dad in the center of the bed and my mom and I on either side,
we began by her spreading KY on his cock again and my
masturbating him. After just a couple of minutes, my mother told
me that she was going to suck on his cock while I masturbated
him, and she put the head of it in her mouth while I jacked my
hand up and down to her lips.

After a minute, she stopped, removed my hand, and said she'd
teach me how to masturbate him with my mouth. She then began to
perform oral sex on him assisted by her hand, stopping every now
and then to tell me what she was doing and what the best way to
do it was. After this quick lesson, she asked if I wanted to try
it. I did but I couldn't fit much of his cock in my mouth; only
the head. I had to strive not to let my teeth touch him, which
was hard. My dad kept coaching me, saying things like "that's it
pumpkin. Just like that. You're getting the hang of it." He also
said to keep doing it until he said to stop.

It took a lot of concentration to suck and use my hand to
masturbate him, and my rhythm was probably terrible because after
awhile he took my hand away and did it himself while I sucked. I
will always remember the feeling of that spongy flesh in my mouth
when it suddenly seemed to get bigger, he started taking deep
breaths and moaning and suddenly I could feel hot jets in the
back of my throat. It scared me because I felt like I was going
to choke or drown or something, so I pulled my mouth off him. My
mother moved right over and took my place and he finished his
orgasm in her mouth.

After he was through, I asked him how I had done, whether I had
made him feel good. He explained that I had done a great job, but
that next time I shouldn't take my mouth off until he said to. I
told him I was scared I was going to choke, and my mom explained
that next time I could either start swallowing then like she had
done, or just keep it in my mouth and let it drool back out
around my lips. I promised I would do better the next time.

My mom then had me lie on the bed while she leaned over me and
went down on me. While she did that, my father alternated between
kissing and stroking my breasts, stroking my hair, and kissing my
forehead. Having my nipples sucked while my mother worked on my
clitoris was a new feeling and drove me wild! Plus, my father's
soft stroking added to my pleasure. They worked on me for a long
time. My mother brought me to one orgasm, then they switched
places and made me cum again. I slept so deeply that night, with
their arms around me in their bed.

The next morning was Saturday, and we slept in. My brother was up
watching cartoons, and my Dad got up also. After I was awake, I
lay next to my mom. She was on her back, and the sheet had fallen
off her, revealing her breasts. I just lay there, admiring her
beauty for a long time. Finally, I reached over and began to
caress her breasts and nipples ever so slightly. Then I put one
nipple in my mouth and sucked gently, so as not to wake her up.
It didn't work. While I was sucking, she put her hand on my head
and began to stroke my hair. Her other hand began to caress my
back. I stopped, looked up at her, and asked her if I could go
down on her. What was she going to do, refuse? She suggested I
lay on top of her and she would lick me at the same time, and
that's what we did. After just a few minutes, my father walked
into the room, but said nothing. He just stood there, stroking
his cock up and down. I brought my mom to an orgasm, then
stopped. My father asked if I wanted to try sucking him again,
and I was so happy! I wanted to do such a good job, and I was
disappointed in my performance the night before. This was my
chance to make it up to him.

My mother showed me how to shuck his cock up and down without
lubricant, and I sucked on the head. After a few minutes, he shot
into my mouth. I swallowed all but a little that leaked around my
lips. The taste was strong, and I felt like retching, but I was
determined not to let up until my Dad said I could. Finally, he
said I could get up. Then my mom did something that shocked me.
She leaned down and kissed me wetly on the lips. She told me to
stick out my tongue, and we wiggled our tongues together.
Finally, we ended up in a long french kiss, my first. That was
almost as good as sex, I thought. After several minutes of
kissing, we broke it off and I went to get dressed. My whole body
was tingling, and I ended up masturbating in my bed to relieve
myself, my tension was so strong.

I finally had sex with my father that night. My mom helped him
guide his cock, which was covered by a condom, into my little
hole. It was a snug fit, but there was no pain, and much pleasure.
I thought I was in heaven. While he screwed me slowly, my mother
sucked my nipples. I didn't have an orgasm because he couldn't
last too long. When he pulled out, my mother took off the condom,
took his cock in her mouth, and cleaned him off. Then she went
down on me until I came hard, which didn't take long at all.
I was exhausted afterwards and slept hard.

The following morning, my mother invited both me and my brother
to their room. We stripped at their orders, and my mom asked if I
would suck my brothers penis until it was hard. He was shocked,
but as soon as I started, he was happy. It felt really neat to me
to have that tiny 3" cock in my mouth after being only to get a
little of my Dad's in me. I can still remember the feeling, and I
have always wanted to experience that again now as an adult. My
brother liked it, but couldn't cum at his age, so I did it until
my mom said to stop. My parents watched this little show, each
masturbating furiously.

After that, my mother taught my brother how to insert his penis
into her while my Dad fucked me silly. I came twice! After he
came, I mimicked my mom by removing the condom and cleaning his
cock for several minutes. Meanwhile, my mom gave up trying to
have much pleasure from my brother's little one, so she taught
him how to masturbate her and then how to go down on her. He
didn't like licking her much, although he liked fingering her
a lot. Afterwards, when my brother had left, my mother
explained that he was just too young to enjoy most of this,
so we wouldn't try it with him again unless he asked.

By that Sunday nite, we were all pretty worn out. My brother had
gotten bored of it all pretty quickly, but not before I had had
sex with him, sucked him, and he had licked me. I had sex with my
father several times, and I had eaten my mother after my father
had cum in her, which I didn't much care for but did because my
father suggested it.

That was just the beginning of a long sexual relationship that
was particularly strong between myself and my parents. We had sex
several times each week until I was 16. But by then I had found a
boyfriend who I decided to have sex with, and my parents made me
quit having sex with them. I actually had at one point decided
that it wasn't worth giving up sex with my parents for this guy,
but my mother talked me out of it. Poor guy. By then, I was so
hopelessly oversexed that I practically wore him out. At first I
had to really work to make him think I wasn't some slut with all
the knowledge of sex I had. But then he came to really appreciate
my sex drive, as any 16-year-old would.

As I said in my previous post, my husband and I are now
considering having sex with his children. We would like to have a
discussion with other parents who have either experienced
parent/child incest or are, like us, considering it. If this is
you, perhaps we can be friends. We'd like to hear your opinions
and experiences. Should we try this, or do you think there is too
much risk of damaging them? (We might not agree with that
opinion, but we'd like to hear it anyway.) How do you handle the
necessary secrecy and the potential legal hassles? Can it really
stay a secret these days? Please write us. Privacy and anonymity
is guaranteed. SORRY, BUT IF YOU DON'T HAVE EXPERIENCE WITH THIS
OR AREN'T CONSIDERING IT, PLEASE REFRAIN FROM EMAILING US FOR A
FEW DAYS. Thank you.

Michelle



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