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It's told by this man, from his perspective, while trying to encompass the feelings of others in the story. It's a work of fantasy, but may reflect a little reality. (family, extreme-inc, ped, voy, 1st, bi, orgy) *** I don't know why I found incest so exciting. I've read several stories and talked to a lot of people who were involved in incest that I wanted to try it out myself. I found a woman who I could share this desire with and who would share in this with me and married her. There was more to her than just one thing, but the fact that she was open minded like she was just scored points with me so much. About a year after our marriage, we had our first baby, a girl we named Bethany. She was a beautiful baby (still is). She had my eyes and her mom's smile. I fell in love with her the minute I laid eyes on her. I knew that I would be a good daddy to her. I knew that I would spoil her like no other child on earth. As she grew from baby into toddler, my wife and I got really comfy with being naked a lot around our daughter. I was very careful while changing her diaper. I would always take care to clean her little lips and her tiny pussy nicely. I didn't want anything to happen to my little prized treasure. Bethany was about 3 when my wife and I had another child, a little boy we named Vincent. We called him Vince as he got bigger, never Vinny. I wasn't raising a little mobster. Bethany was always there watching us as we changed his diaper. She liked playing with his little pee-pee. She would call it cute. "Make sure he's clean, daddy." She would tell me. One time, Vince got a small owie on his pee-pee. Bethany offered to kiss it. I didn't stop her. It was kind of weird, knowing what I had in mind for the later years for the both of them, myself, and my wife. There would be nights when my wife and I would stay up at night, after having sex, talking about what I had in mind. She was willing to go along and enjoy it, so long as no one got hurt and nothing was forced. I totally agreed. I didn't want to hurt anyone, least of all our children. My wife and I continued to be naked around the two kids of ours. We would all take showers together or baths together. Bethany liked it when I washed her. I always made it a game with her, so she would see how fun it was. She would let me wash between her legs too. I would always be gentle with her. I would ask her how it felt when I washed her down there. She would always tell me that it felt good. I would play with her little clit and play with her lips. She would touch my cock once in a while. I never made her touch it or forced her to do so. If she was curious, I just let her find out for herself. Her mom was a little more reserved that I was. She'd been raised in somewhat of a closed house. Things always went on behind closed doors in her house as she grew up. Same thing in my house, but I guess I have a different perspective on what "behind closed doors" is. I was always curious what went on when "us kids" were sent out to play. Anyway, Bethany and her mom were showering one day. I heard my wife yelp as if someone had just poured ice down her back. I rushed in to see what happened. "It's ok," she laughed. "Bethy just touched my pussy without warning." "Oh, is that all?" I snickered. "Mommy, will I have hair on my pee-pee too?" Bethy asked. "When you get older, honey." She replied. "Why don't you show her what yours looks like?" I suggested, poking my head in the curtain. My wife gave me a cock-eyed look. I nodded, urging her forward. She put one foot up on the side of the tub and spread her lips. "That is what a grown-up pee-pee looks like," I told Bethy. "One day yours will be like that." "Can I touch it?" she asked, and my wife nodded. Gently, Bethy poked at my wife's pussy, looking at her clit and her lips. She giggled upon feeling how soft it was. "Mommy has a hole down there too." I added. "She does?" Bethy looked deeper. "Yep, that's where babies come from, too." "Is that where Baby Vince came from?" "Yes, honey." My wife chimed in. "You came from there too." "Wow." Bethy was in awe. She had no concept of sex and the making of babies just yet. "Do I have a hole, daddy?" "Yes, Bethy, you do, but yours is smaller than mommy's." I reached in and put a finger between Bethy's pussy lips. Gently, I touched her vaginal opening, careful not to penetrate her too deeply. "It's right there." Quickly, Bethy put her finger where mine was. "I have one, too!" She squealed in delight. "I think it's time to get out." My wife spoke. I could tell that she was getting just a little uncomfortable with what we had just talked about. I agreed with her and pulled Bethy from the shower, wrapping her in a towel. My wife didn't say anything about what happened in the shower for about a week. I think that she was just trying to wrap her brain around this new concept of teaching our daughter about her body. She would be showing our son about his body too, so I think that she was just trying to get used to the idea of opening a door that had been closed to her when she was growing up. *** The next few years went by fast, though they seemed to pass just the same one hour at a time. Where did the time go? We continued to shower together and as Vince grew, he took showers with my wife more and more. When we got out of the shower, we didn't hurry to get dressed, except to put a diaper on Vince so he didn't pee everywhere. It is much easier to potty train a girl. Bethy was out of her diapers a lot sooner than I expected. She was always taking off her diaper so she could be like mommy and daddy. We told her that if she wanted to go without a diaper that she had to learn to pee in the toilet like a big girl. It wasn't too long before she was fully potty trained. Vince was a different story, but I was patient with him. I would always take him in the bathroom with me and show him how big boys went potty. It took him a while to catch on, but he made progress. I want to say that we were all comfortable with being naked, but it was more than that. It was never really an issue whether we were dressed or not. We did have a few rules though. If we had company, we got dressed. If friends were to come over, we were to be dressed, every one of us. From time to time, I would peak in on my daughter and her friend as they played. One time, I peaked in, they were both naked. I was about to step in when I saw them get dressed in different clothes. A little more listening told me that they were playing dress-up, so I left them alone. I told my wife and she smiled at that. "Oh, cute," she remarked and went to have a look for herself. Seconds later, my wife came back and reported that they were now playing doctor and that our daughter was giving the other girl a very thorough examination. "Uh oh," I spoke. "No, don't go in there." She held her had up. "Let them play." Apparently, my wife knew something that I didn't quite grasp totally. I knew that I used to play doctor at a young age. I was curious as to how girls played doctor, or at least, how my daughter was playing doctor. I backed down, trusting my wife's insight. A little while later, Bethy came out and informed us that Vince had peed on the floor in her room. "Did you take his diaper off?" My wife asked. "Yeah," Bethy spoke. "We just wanted to look at his pee-pee." This surprised me, but I wasn't shocked. "He just peed." Vince ran in crying, afraid that he's get a spanking for peeing on the floor. "Well, you shouldn't have taken off his diaper." I looked at Bethy. She gave me the sad puppy dog look but it didn't work on me this time. I knew how it felt to have cold air on my own cock: made me want to pee too. I felt sorry for Vince just a little. He'd been doing so well with his potty training too. "If you want to see Vince's pee-pee, don't do it in your bedroom, honey. You can see it all you want when he takes a bath." "I'm sorry, daddy." She showed her lower lip. "Don't let it happen again." "Speaking of baths," my wife chimed in. "I think that it's time your friend went home. You both need to get ready for bed." My wife picked Vince up and replaced the diaper. I grabbed some paper towels and went into Bethy's room to clean up the wet spot. Bethy not to far behind me, tried to stop me before I went in. It was too late. I opened the door to see her little friend naked, legs spread, playing with Barbie. Her little pussy looked so cute and so innocent. My cock swelled in my pants in spite of myself. I paused for a second that seemed to go on forever before I stepped back out. Bethy told her friend to get dressed as I stepped back out of the room. *** Later that night, after the baths and bedtime, my wife asked me a strange question: "Does it tickle when I suck on your dick?" This threw me. "Yeah, initially it does. Why?" "Oh, well, I … sucked on Vince's pee-pee a little." She spoke softly. "Oh?" This got me interested. This was something that she'd done on her own, without my urging. I started to get hard. "What was it like?" "Different." She sighed. "It got him hard. He giggled a lot, like I was tickling him." She paused. "He's too young to cum, right?" "Yeah, I would think so. He's only three and a half." "Because I tasted something salty." "Could have been semen." She paused, then suddenly got a weird smile on her face. "I wonder something." She got up and came over to where I was sitting, knelt before me and started undoing my belt. She pulled out my now stiff cock and started sucking on it. I was surprised at my wife's forwardness at this. It was definitely welcomed. I didn't stop her, but I knew that I would have to return in kind. I would gladly. My cock swelled and I shot my cum in her mouth and down her throat which she hungrily swallowed, and then some. "Yep," she spoke, wiping her lips. "Definitely." "What?" "Like father, like son." She got up and walked off, in the direction of our bedroom. "Oh no you don't … " I got up, pants still undone, dick still semi-hard and hanging out. "I'll show you …" Excited, she sprang into a run and darted into our bedroom. After some wrestling, I made my way down between her legs, pulled her panties to the side and dove in with my tongue. Her pussy tasted so good, just like the time we'd first made love. I was hoping that our daughter tasted the same way. My experience taught me that every woman has her own taste. After our foreplay and our love making, after I'd left quite a large helping of my own semen inside my wife's wonderful pussy, we cuddled and spoke sweet nothings to each other. "I love you." She cooed. "Hmmmm," I replied. "I love you too." "Are you going to teach Vince to fuck as good as you do?" "I don't know." I replied. "I'll do my best, I guess." This was a little strange coming from her. She'd always been a little quiet when it came to talking about teaching sex to our kids. "If he's anything like you, he's going to be trouble when he starts discovering himself. I'd rather him have someone who he can fuck and be safe about it instead of getting some girl pregnant." "What if he gets you pregnant?" "Well … we'll cross that bridge when we get there. What I mean is, I would rather him get it at home, than to go out and get a girl pregnant, and get into more trouble that he may be ready for." "I see." I paused for a second. "Who will I show him on, when it comes time?" "Well, there are two women in this house. Take your pick." I gave her a sly smile, and a sidelong glance. "Why pick when I could have both?" "True." She looked at me. "Just be careful with Bethy. Don't hurt her. If she wants you to stop, then stop." "I know, but like you said, I'll cross that bridge when I get to it." We were silent from then on, falling asleep in each other's arms. This was a definite change in events, in a good way, in the direction that I wanted to go too. It was good to see her being as proactive as she was. I knew not to push it, though. *** Over the next few years, we'd remained open with each other. Both had walked in on us having sex and wanted to know what we were doing. Not wanting to hide too much from them, we told them what it was that we were doing. Initially, that was ok with them and they didn't ask too many questions after that. Vince got up on the bed and crawled under the covers one morning and fell asleep, or at least we thought he'd fallen asleep. We started in on each other, shaking the bed. This woke Vince up but he didn't show it. I watched him as he opened his eyes just slightly and watched us. I leaned my head down and whispered in her ear that he was watching us. She turned her head and looked just as he closed his eyes again. I slowed down so as not to shake the bed as much, but this made him open his eyes again to see what was going on. "You awake?" I stopped and asked. Vince opened his eyes wide and looked at me. He got up and started to crawl out of bed. "Oh honey, you don't have to go," my wife spoke. "Daddy didn't mean it like that." "What are you guys doing?" he asked plainly. "Is that sex?" "Yes it is." I sat up, my cock still inside my wife. "Let me show you what I'm doing." I pulled back the covers revealing both our naked bodies. "I have my pee- pee inside mommy." "In her hole?" "That's right." "Does it hurt?" he looked at his mom. "No, it doesn't. It feels good." "It feels good on your pee-pee too, daddy?" "It feels very good." I started rocking back and forth, thrusting gently into my wife. "Someday, you'll do this." "To mommy?" "If you want to," I glanced at my wife. "If she lets you." "Ok." He smiled and got up and ran into his bedroom. "That was a start." I spoke. "We'll just have to see what happens." Vince was five at the time. Bethy was a very precocious eight. She definitely had a combination of our personalities. Vince was the ever curious little gnome, getting into everything and pretending he was some superhero. He once put a pot on his head and called himself PotMan, running around with a ladle, banging on another pot loudly. Bethy, at eight, was ever the show- woman, doing all sorts of gymnastics, cart-wheeling here and there, doing the splits. Both were at the age where little words could slip out and get heard by the wrong people. My wife and I sat them down one evening at the dinner table and talked to them. "You know how we walk around the house naked sometimes?" I began. "I don't want you telling anyone outside this house what we do." "Remember the rule we have about talking to strangers?" My wife chimed in. Both kids nodded. "What is it?" she implored "Don't talk to strangers." They both said in unison. "Ok, I'm going to add to that. What we do inside this house, stays inside this house. No one is to know, not grandma, or your aunts or uncles, not your cousins, not your friends at school, not teachers, not anyone. Do you understand?" "Why daddy?" Bethy asked. "First of all, because daddy said so." Mommy answered. "Second, not many people would understand what we do. If they found out, they could do bad things to our family. You don't want anything bad to happen to us, do you?" "No mommy." Bethy replied. "Vincent?" "No mommy." "Good boy." She glanced at me. "Besides, if you told anyone, you wouldn't be able to do what daddy was doing to me." I looked at her and saw the look in her eyes. "What was daddy doing to you, mommy?" Bethy asked. "We were having sex." "And Vince got to watch? That's not fair." She pouted. "He gets to see everything." "I'll show you sometime," I touched her hand. "I'll show you what mommy and I did." This brightened her up a bit. She got so upset when she thought something wasn't fair, and she didn't hesitate to let us know. I thought to myself that I would have to show her soon, otherwise she would start to complain. I would let the opportunity present itself. It presented itself sooner than I expected. That next Saturday morning, I woke up early, got up and went out into the living room to watch cartoons. Not long after I'd gotten out there, Bethy made her way out. I was just dressed in my robe and sitting in my chair. She walked up to me, rubbing her eyes, sleepily. I picked her up and put her in my lap. She dozed off for a little bit, but soon awoke. I'd kept the volume on the TV down low enough so as not to wake everyone in the house, but still she was wide awake. "I'm going to get a blanket," she announced, clamoring off of me. She came back with a large comforter off of her bed. I took it and waited to cover us up until she was comfy on my lap. All her scooting around had rubbed me the right way and I started to get hard. It wasn't long before Bethy noticed. She reached down and felt what was poking her in the back. Her touch was like electricity to me, making me that much harder. "Daddy, are you ok?" she asked. "Why is your pee-pee hard?" "It's what happens to a boy's pee-pee when you touch it or rub on it." "I didn't touch it." "I know you didn't, but while you were getting comfortable, you were rubbing on it." "Oh, sorry." She spoke. "It's ok. It's what happens when a boy gets excited about a girl, when he thinks she is very beautiful." "Do you think I'm beautiful?" "Bethy, you are my angel. Of course you are beautiful." "As beautiful as mommy?" "Yes, just as beautiful as mommy is." She smiled and nuzzled into me, rubbing her body on my dick. She wasn't helping the situation. I caressed her head and kissed her. I remained rock hard as we watched cartoons. Before long, I'd gotten her in a position on my lap to where she was sitting straight forward. I'd placed my cock between her legs and let it rub on her small pussy. She didn't complain. I made sure. I asked her how it felt. She liked it. A couple of times, she rocked her hips forward, rubbing her pussy on my cock. It excited me to no end. I didn't want to push it, but I wanted to show her more. While under the covers, I hooked my thumbs around the waistband of her pajama bottoms and slid them down to her knees. This allowed her bare pussy to rub on me. I asked her how that felt. She said it felt better. I reached around and slipped a finger down between her legs and felt her. She was a little wet. I could feel it on my cock. My own precum was oozing out of the tip of my cock. I gently rubbed my finger around her little clit. This made her jump, but she settled back down. She touched my hand and pushed it down more. "Stick a finger in my hole, daddy." She whispered. I was more than happy to oblige. I slid a finger into her just past the tip. This made her jump again. My finger was stretching her tight little pussy like nothing she'd felt before. She began to rock her hips back and forth on my finger. Her crotch was rubbing the top of my cock. I started to feel wetness around my finger and my finger seemed to slip in better, more smoothly. "Do you like this?" I asked her. "Oh, yes, daddy." she sighed, nearly thrusting herself on my finger. "Is this what you do with mommy?" "Well, yes and no." I felt her slow to a stop. "What do you do then?" she asked. I pulled the blanket away and had her turn around so she was facing me, her legs spread wide, straddling me. "I put my pee-pee inside her hole." Bethy got wide-eyed. "You do?" "Yep, I do." "But doesn't it hurt?" I wasn't going to lie to her. "Yes, a little, at first. But it feels better, if you keep going, rocking your hips like you were doing on my finger." I looked into her eyes and saw curiosity, wonder, and fear in them. I didn't want to push her into it, but I couldn't pass up this moment. "Would you like to try it?" I asked her. "I promise to be gentle." My cock-head was already touching her lips. All I needed was the go-ahead from her. "Ok, daddy." She agreed. I had her stand up over me so I could take her pajama bottoms all the way off. I then had her squat down on me. When my cockhead touched her lips, I held her so that she didn't fall all the way onto me and impale herself on me. I eased her down, feeling the tip of my cock enter her. I watched her face for signs of pain. She winced a little, but otherwise remained silent. I could feel her little lips stretch around me. I asked her if she was ok, she nodded. I reassured her that if it hurt too much that I could stop. I could feel a little pressure on the tip of my cock, which I knew was her hymen. I didn't know if she wanted to go that far today or not. "How does it feel?" I asked. "It's tight, and it hurts a little." "Do you want to stop?" I got no answer back, so I went a little further. I pressed a little harder against her hymen. This brought a stinging look to her face. "OWW!!" she yelped. "I'll stop, honey." I said, lifting her up off of me. I did so slowly so as not to hurt her. On the way up, I couldn't help but let loose my seed inside her. "Oh! What is that?" she asked as she felt my cock pulsate inside her. Once I was done, and had her totally off of me. I told her what it was. "It's called sperm or cum." I spoke to her. "It's what comes out of my pee-pee if it is rubbed the right way." "Did it feel good, daddy?" "Yes it did. What did you think about me being inside you?" "It hurt a little, but felt good." She snuggled close to me on my chest. "I liked it." "Maybe next time we can do more. Would you like that?" "Yes, daddy. I would like that." I hugged her to my chest and held her as my cock went soft and limp. I couldn't believe that I had been inside my daughter, inside the child that I'd helped to create. It was a wonderful feeling, yet a part of me that it was taboo, forbidden. That cautioned me, yet excited me. Bethy fell back asleep for an hour more. I covered both of us up and leaned my chair back so we could lay together. Hours later, when all of us were up and around, my wife confronted me with what we'd done that morning. "So, how was it?" she spoke. "You saw?" I was surprised. I didn't think that she had seen what we'd done. "Yes, I did." She answered. "I got up to go pee and found you both. I didn't see the whole thing, but I saw plenty." She grinned slyly at me. "Well?" "She was tight." I said cautiously. "I didn't go all the way inside. I didn't want to hurt her." "I know, I heard." She looked away. "Please do me this one favor." "What's that?" "When you both do go all the way, make it special for her." I could see the pleading in her eyes. I understood that a girl's first time was supposed to be special and private. I assured her that I would make sure that I would do my best. "Good." She smiled. "I have plans of my own for Vince." "Oh?" "Yes. His 6th birthday is next week. I'm going to spend some quality time with him once his party is over." "Hmmm, ok." I looked at her, wondering what she had planned. "Just be gentle." "Oh I will. I'm going to teach him how women should be treated, so that when he meets that one special someone, he knows how to please her." "Ah, I see." I went back to what I was doing. "Let me know if you need help." "I will, as with Bethy, let me know if you want some help." "No problems there. I'm thinking that we could all get together for an evening of fun sometime." "Oh?" "Yeah," I walked up to her and put my arms around her. "Imagine all of us, having fun, touching and caressing each other." I kissed her. "Sounds nice," she kissed me back. "I would like that." I gave her a deep kiss, tasting her mouth. There was something on her tongue, something salty. What was it? Had she gone in and woken Vince up with a little surprise as Bethy and I slept in the living room? I wondered. We played off and on over the next few months. My wife had told me that Vince's birthday night had been an interesting one. She told me all the details. She said that they started with a shower together. (I'd taken Bethy out to a movie, just the two of us.) After the shower, they got into our bed and she had Vince lay down, all the while telling him about a woman's body and the things that felt good. She told him that as a baby that he had sucked on her breasts. He was intrigued by this, she said. She let him suck on them and play with them for a little bit. Then she told him about her pussy. He sat between her legs as she explained what it looked like. He seemed interested, poking and touching her pussy. She showed him her clit and her lips. He'd asked if all girls had hair. She said yes, but it started when a girl was a teenager. She said that he would be getting hair too, when he got bigger. She spread her lips apart and showed him her vagina. This peaked his interest, she told me. She encouraged him to touch it, to put a finger inside. He did. She had him put another finger in her, and another one. She watched as his little dick got hard as he did this to her. He had 4 fingers inside her easily. This stretched some. She told me that it felt really good. She then told him to make a fist and to slowly put it inside her. He followed instructions and slid his fist inside her. This sent my wife over the top, scaring Vince. He wasn't sure of himself and pulled out. My wife told him that it felt really good when he'd done that, and that she wanted him to do it again, and to try to stick it in as far as he could, but to be gentle about it. He did so and gave my wife a huge orgasm. She told him to slide it in and out. He did so and gave her another orgasm. She then told me that she had him lay down on his back. She told him that she was going to suck on his pee-pee, just like she'd done before. He got on his back as fast as he could. She took his pee-pee into her mouth and wrapped her tongue around it and slowly began to suck on it. This made him laugh, it tickled him so much. She told him to just lay back and to relax. He did so, and was soon in the throws of his own little orgasm, spitting his own cum in her mouth. This she swallowed down hungrily. She kissed him after she was done, and then told him to go get his pajamas on. He did as he was told and came back in and lay down next to my wife and fell asleep. It was just after he'd fallen asleep that Bethy and I returned. Bethy was pooped and headed right to bed. I picked up our son and gently took him to his own bed. I got undressed and got in bed with my wife. She told me what had happened in great detail. I could do nothing more than smile. I kissed my wife and started playing with her tits, sucking on them. I encouraged her to keep telling me what happened as I began to play more intimately with her. She told me how she'd sucked him off as I licked her pussy lips. I slid my cock into her, fucking her as she told me that he'd fisted her. She told me how gentle he was and how she liked it. She'd said how she'd swallowed his cum and how good it tasted. "I'm going to let him fuck me when he gets a little bigger." She spoke. "I want to be his first." This took me aback a little. She openly admitted that she wanted to be his first. I liked what I was hearing and told her so. "I would rather that you be his first than some girl who doesn't know what she's doing." I agreed. "This way you can show him how you like it, and he'll know how to treat other girls." "Yes, but you need to teach him how to be a gentleman and let him know that women are not play toys, but are people who need to be respected." "I think that's something that we both can teach both of them." It was about then that I came deep inside her pussy, spraying her insides with my own seed, knowing that my son would be doing the same thing soon enough. *** I didn't take Bethy's virginity until she was a little older. Our first big even happened when she was about 9. On her 12th birthday, I decided to take her all the way. We'd played a lot together up 'til then, but I never broke her hymen. The weekend after her birthday, I did it. She'd had her birthday party on a Friday, and the slumber party with her friends that night. They all camped out in the living room in sleeping bags and blankets. They giggled and told each other stories of things they'd seen and done, trading secrets on boys and other gossip. I'd cautioned Bethy not to talk about what we'd been doing. She'd given me a wink and a kiss, telling me that our secret was safe. The next night, my wife had taken Vince out. At nine, he was really into video games and wanted to see the newest ones that were at the local store. She told me later that she'd taken him to a movie. They left the house to Bethy and I. I'd told my wife my plan and she told me again to make it special. I told Bethy that I was going to give her my birthday present the night after her party. She smiled, almost knowingly, and said, "Ok, daddy." Once my wife and son left, and the house was ours, I started in on my plan. First, I started off with her favorite dinner. Next came a bubble bath. On this one occasion, I gave her a little wine. She didn't like it too much, it wasn't sweet enough. I was afraid that if it was too sweet, that she would get drunk off of it. That was the last thing I needed. Afterwards, wrapped in a towel, I took her into my bedroom, laid her down on her stomach, and began to massage her back. She opened her towel all the way, allowing me to touch her whole naked backside. Bethy rested her head on her arms, closed her eyes, and enjoyed the sensations I was giving her. I started with her back and worked my way down. When I got to her lower back and butt, I was extra careful. I kneaded each cheek with care. She spread her legs some and I slipped a finger down between her cheeks and found her clit. I traced my finger back a little and pressed into her vaginal entrance carefully. She was getting wet from my touch. I didn't want to go all the way yet. I still had to finish the massage. I moved down each leg individually, always coming back up to her ass cheeks, kissing each one. "Daddy," she spoke up. "Yes, honey." "What about my front?" "I was just about to roll you over." I replied. "Oh ok." I couldn't believe that she actually wanted me to DO her front. I watched as she rolled over, exposing herself to me. Sure we'd all been naked in front of each other before, but not in this setting. I was actually going to have sex with my daughter. Once she got comfortable, I started massaging her again, starting at her feet. At 12, she was getting trace amounts of pubic hair. I traced my fingers over her pubic area and down her lips. This brought a shiver from her. I could see goose bumps forming all over her body. I moved my hand up over her belly. She giggled and squirmed at that feeling. I continued my caress up her body to her budding breasts. She definitely had enough there for them to show. Her nipples stood erect as I traced my finger around them. Bethy began to breath hard. "Does that feel good?" I asked. "Oh yeah," she sighed, closing her eyes. "Why don't you get naked too, daddy?" In all the fun, I'd forgotten that I was still wearing shorts and a t-shirt. I paused and undressed myself. Once naked, I continued my caresses. "Are we going to do it?" she asked me plainly. "Are we going to have sex?" "Yes, sweetie, we are." "Mom was worried that my first time wouldn't be special. I think that what you are doing is special." She smiled at me. "I want to do it with you, daddy. Even if it hurts." "Then I want you on top so that you control how far I go inside you." "Ok, but first, I want to do something." She got up and rolled me onto my back. "Mom taught me a few things. I watched her do this to Vince." Without another word, she took my already hard cock in her hands and began to suck on me. This was unexpected, but definitely not unwelcome. So she'd seen my wife doing this to Vince, huh? I thought to myself. I wondered how much more her mother had taught her in preparation for this night. She was not as good as her mother, but she had potential. She almost got me to cum, but I told her to stop. I wanted my first orgasm to be while I was inside her. I told her to stand over me like she was going to straddle me and to sit down on my crotch. She did so. Her pussy lips wrapped around my cock and her little clit was rubbing against my head. She liked this and began to move back and forth on me. I wasn't inside her yet. That would come in a few minutes. I was about to say something when she stood up and grabbed my cock and positioned it under her little hole. Slowly, she settled down onto me, sliding the head of my cock into her. She moaned as it passed into her and stopped when I reached her hymen. "Help me, daddy." she told me. "I want you in deeper." "How do you want me to help you?" I asked. "Help me push." she breathed. "It hurts a little, but I want you all the way in." "Ok, I'm going to count to three." I told her. "Then you're going to sit down all the way on me. Ok?" "Ok, daddy." On the three count, I grasped her waist and thrust my hips up to hers, penetrating her hymen. Bethy yelped in pain, and tears filled her eyes. She stayed on me for a few seconds and then she started to slide up off of me. By her face, I could tell she was in pain, but she wasn't crying. As she slid up, I could see that she felt something other than pain. Just before I was all the way out, she slid back down on me. The look of pain seemed to leave her face, replaced by the knowing look of someone who had just lost their virginity. Again, she slid up and back down, gently getting the feel of my cock. "Do you like it?" I asked her. "It feels good." she replied. "I like it." "If you want, we can switch positions." "So that you're on top?" "Yes." "Ok." She slowly slid off of me and lay down next to me. It was then that she noticed the blood. I told her that it was natural for it to happen the first time. I then asked her if she wanted to take another shower. She said yes, and we took our play to the shower. Once I washed her clean and made sure that she was ok, I started back in on playing with her and touching her. She responded well and even began to kiss me. I stood behind her, caressing her, kissing her neck. She kissed me back. This is where I taught her how to kiss like an adult. She accepted my tongue into her mouth and stuck her own into mine. She was a quick study and began to suck on my lips and tongue. By then, I was hard again, my cock poking her back. She turned fully around and wrapped her arms around me. I picked her up and wrapped her legs around my waist. She broke the kiss and looked down to watch my cock disappear inside her. Once my head was in, she let out a low moan and gasped for breath as I pressed deeper into her. I let her slide all the way down on me. I looked down and saw that I was buried all the way inside her. "I love you, daddy." Bethy spoke. "I love you too, angel." I replied, and kissed her. She began to move her hips around, maneuvering my cock where she wanted it. I pulled out and pushed back in with her rhythm. She was moaning loudly, loving every thrust I made into her. I sped up a little bit because I could feel my orgasm coming. Bethy seemed to like it as she was moaning louder. Suddenly, her pussy clinched around my cock and her body went rigid. She dug her fingernails into my arm and screamed as her orgasm overtook her. Upon feeling her orgasm, I began to shoot my seed deep into her womb. Feeling my cock erupt inside her made her buck against me all the more. Before I knew it, I'd shot my entire load into my daughter's virgin pussy. I could do nothing more than kiss her deeply. She did her best to return the kiss. We finished washing ourselves and got out. I hadn't noticed it, but my wife had returned while we were in the shower. Once Bethy was in bed, I went out into the kitchen, surprised to see my wife sitting at the table. "So, how was it?" she asked. "Well, I was gentle with her." I began after a moment. "I guess you'll have to ask her." "Did you cum inside her?" "Yes," I wasn't about to lie to her. All she did was nod at me. "How was you're time?" "I took him to a movie and drove around until he fell asleep." She got up and poured us drinks. "You know I'm still trying to get used to this direction we are going." I was about to say something, but she stopped me. "It doesn't mean that we have to stop. God knows I love our son's little dick. I just have to get used to sharing you with our daughter." I didn't know what to say in response. I just sipped my drink. "I'll get Bethy on the pill as soon as I can." she told me. "Until then, be careful." "Sure, so long as you are, too." I could sense that she didn't want to be as careful with Vince as she wanted me to be with Bethy. I would just have to wait and see how things went. *** It was some months later that anything significant happened. My wife and I continued our play with our kids discreetly yet separately. I would peak in and watch them from time to time. I discovered that she'd taught him how to fist her, being that his hands were smaller than mine. I could fist her, but it had to be a slow process. Vince could just reach in and get her to cum like a pro. She would then suck him off. She really seemed to like it. Vince didn't protest. He liked being close to his mommy. Bethany was enjoying being close to me. There would be nights when we would just cuddle together and watch TV. We weren't as careful as my wife wanted all the time. We would be in the moment and she would beg me to cum inside her. Most times I couldn't resist. She would cum loudly and violently. I loved doing that for her. My wife and I grew closer, enjoying each other's tales of what we'd done, giving advice on techniques. She would demonstrate on me and I would give her pointers. I would do the same on her and she would also tell me what she liked so I could try it on Bethy. "Do you still love me?" she asked me one night, as we basked in the afterglow of our love-making. "Without question," I responded. "I'm still in love with you." "Ok," she rolled over towards me. "I just wanted to check." "Honey, I still love you." I rolled over to face her and put a hand around her naked waist. "I couldn't keep my hands off of you when we first met, and that hasn't changed." "Really?" she smiled at that. "You are my best friend and love of my life. I don't love you any less." "I was just wondering, because of what we are doing with Vince and Bethy." "They are our children. I love them both deeply, but Bethy could never take your place in my heart." She nuzzled in closer to me. "Good." she whispered. "Because no one could replace you. No one could touch me the way you do." "Not even Vince?" "He's getting there. He's come a long way, but he's no comparison to you." I smiled at that. I truly loved my wife. She was the best friend I could ask for. I knew that no matter what happened, my love for her wouldn't change. No, I take that back. I think my love for her only deepened as time went on. It was about a week after that that something big happened. My wife and I were engaged in foreplay. She was being especially loud for some reason. I figured that I was hitting her spot and she was just extra sensitive. I paused for a second and sat up. Our bedroom door wasn't closed all the way and one glance told me we were being watched. It was Bethy. I could tell by her height. I invited her in. My wife didn't protest to this. "Why don't you show her what you were doing." She suggested. I gave her a wry smile and got down between her legs and started eating her pussy again. Bethy watched intently. I showed her what her mother's pussy looked like, though she'd seen it before, but not like this. I could tell my wife was about to orgasm so I stopped. "Would you like to try?" I asked Bethy. I didn't have to ask twice. I scooted back to give the girl room. I showed her how to spread her mom's pussy lips to get at her clit. From her experience from sucking on me, she used that same skill to lick and suck on her mother. I gave my wife a wink and got Bethy on all fours. I told her that this was the best position to do this in. While she ate her mom, I positioned myself behind Bethy and pressed my cock into her from behind. "Oh daddy!" she moaned as I entered her. "Are you fucking her?" my wife asked between breaths. "Yeah," I replied. "I'm going to leave a little present for you, too." "Mmmm." she smiled, moaning from the sensations her daughter was giving her, as well as guessing what the present was. It wasn't long before I came inside Bethy. She was overwhelmed with her own excitement, eating her mom's pussy and orgasming from feeling me cum deep inside her. "I want you to go and sit on mommy's face." I told Bethy. "She'll tell you what to do." As she did this, I repositioned myself between my wife's legs and slid my cock into her. I watched as Bethy squatted over my wife's face. Her tongue reached up and licked at her daughter's pussy, tasting the cum I'd just planted in her. She reached up with both hands and caressed Bethy's ass, pressing her pussy more into her mouth. I could see her tongue buried deep in Bethy's hole, trying to get at my cum. My wife was too intoxicated by our daughter's pussy to notice that Vince had joined us. When I saw him, I motioned him to be quiet. I motioned for him to get up where I was and to stick his pee-pee inside his mom, like he'd seen me do. He did as I told him and began to fuck my wife's pussy. My wife paused to see what was going on and immediately orgasmed, feeling her son inside her like he was. It wasn't long until he came inside his mom for the first time. My wife later told me that in spite of him being smaller than me, she felt his cum splatter deep inside her. When my wife was satisfied with Bethy's pussy, she had her get off and motioned for me to come closer. She wanted to suck on me. I did so, laying down next to her. She got on all fours and began to suck on me. Vince then began to fist her, and was showing his sister how to do it. Bethy gave it a shot. My wife moaned at the feeling. I called for Bethy to come up to me and I had her straddle my face. I ate her pussy as my wife blew me while our son fisted her. I came violently in my wife's mouth. Bethy was almost crying from the multiple orgasms she was having from my tongue. My wife also came several times on Vince's hand. When she was done with me, she turned her dangerously lethal mouth on Vince's cock. He was giving his mom healthy doses of his cum in her mouth. Bethy moved down from my mouth to my cock. I watched as it disappeared inside her. She rode me until I came inside her two more times. By then, my wife and son were dozing. Bethy collapsed onto me, exhausted and out of breath. We fell asleep in each other's arms. About a month and a half later, we all got a shock and surprise. Both my wife and Bethany weren't feeling so well for a while so they decided to make a doctor's appointment. Conveniently, my wife's appointment was on the same day as Bethy's, only at different times. Once my wife was done with her appointment, Bethy went in for hers. They both came home without incident. My wife didn't tell me the news until later on that evening. "So, how did things go at the doctor's office?" I asked. "Oh, fine." she replied. I could sense that something was up. She was playing coy. "That's it? Just ... fine?" I looked at her. "What aren't you telling me?" She let out a long sigh. "The reason that Bethy and I have been so sick lately," she paused, "Is because we are both pregnant." I was floored. My wife and my little girl were pregnant. I was all smiles. I was happy. Then I came back to earth. "Ok ... So, when did it happen?" "Well, Bethy and I sat down and figured it out. We think that it happened that night we all did our thing." She paused. "Bethy believes that hers is yours. Mine could be yours or Vince's." Had I not been sitting, I'd have fallen over. I didn't know what to think or feel. I knew that I'd filled Bethy up enough times to get her pregnant ten times over, so I knew that Bethy's was mine. My wife, on the other hand, could have mine or my son's growing in her belly. I just assumed that it was my son's since it was his first cum inside a woman. Who better to be his first than his mother? At least, we knew who he was fucking, and who he would be fucking for a long time, my wife assured me. If the baby was Vince's, we wouldn't tell him that he was the father. He would just be getting a new brother or sister. I told this much to my wife and she agreed. We didn't think that he would understand right now, but Bethy did. When she walked in, she was all smiles. She was simply radiant. She got up on my lap and smiled at me. "I'm pregnant, daddy." She looked into my eyes. "I'm carrying your baby inside me." She hugged me and I hugged her back. I was awash with conflicting emotions. My daughter was carrying my baby inside her, one that I put there. Wow! I thought to myself. I was going to have a big family. The three of us discussed what would happen and that Vince wasn't to know that he'd gotten his mommy pregnant. Bethy would be home schooled at least until the baby was born. If anyone asked her how she got pregnant, she wouldn't tell them anything. I told her that IF someone were to keep asking, to tell them that she got raped and that she didn't want to get anyone in trouble. "But don't volunteer the information." I told her. "Don't go broadcasting it to everyone." "I won't, daddy." she replied. "It's our family secret." Then she winked at me. This was my daughter, a girl after my own heart. *** The next few months were interesting. There were several nights where all four of us would be in bed together, making love to each other. Vince got good at pleasing his mother. I would come home from work to hear the two of them going at it. Bethy would either be at a friend's house or be waiting for me. Since she was pregnant already, we didn't need protection. She would think up ideas of things we could do. I would take her shopping for clothes. She would model them for me and, when no one was watching, she would flash me her tits, which were getting bigger by the day, or she'd flash me her crotch. I noticed that she stopped wearing panties, so she would always be bear when she flashed me. She kept her muff well trimmed, too. There was a time we almost got caught. She'd asked me to help her zip up her dress and I went into the dressing room to help her. She looked so beautiful that I couldn't help but kiss her. We were so engrossed in the kiss that we didn't notice a sales clerk walk by. "There's only supposed to be one person per room." the woman spoke. "Sorry." I returned. "I was just helping my daughter with her zipper." I stepped out and waited outside the dressing rooms for Bethy. She came out with a sly smile on her face. The excitement of it had turned her on as much as it had me. What excited me the most was when both my wife and Bethy started showing. Every time I looked at Bethy's swelling belly, I would get a hard on and get all giddy inside, just like I did when my wife was pregnant with Bethy and Vince. It really excited me to touch her belly. There were nights when I would be sleeping between them and either one, I would have my hands on their swelling bellies. I loved it. One Saturday morning, I'd gotten up early to watch cartoons. Bethy joined me. She sat right in my lap and covered us with her blanket. Of course I would get hard feeling her as close as she was. She would simply move so that I could get inside her, slip me in, and bounce on me until we both came, then she would just sit there, with me still inside her, and watch cartoons with me. I was in heaven. My wife, on the other hand, was a little more reserved about the whole thing. She knew she carried her son's child inside her. In the beginning, we'd talked about this eventuality. We came to the conclusion that we would see when we got there. Well, here we were. Both she and her daughter were pregnant. To a degree, she was excited. She loved being pregnant. Yet, it was her son who had planted his seed in her. That right there gave her mixed feelings. It turned her on to know that it was Vince who'd done it, but she felt weird carrying her son's baby. She wasn't about to give it up or abort it. She finally came to the conclusion that she would have the baby and would be careful not to get pregnant by him again. This all happened right around spring time, just before school got out. I could already tell it was going to be an interesting summer. Vince was spry and horny as ever. He and my wife spent a lot of time together as he always was around. He did have friends that he would play with. Sometimes his friends would come over and play games. I always kept an eye on him. I didn't want him to leak out anything to his friends. I sat him down once to explain things to him. I told him that I needed him to keep the family secret because no one would understand, not even his friends. I needed to know that I could trust him. "Why, dad?" he asked me. "Because..." I paused. "Because, son, if you really love someone, you do things for them just because you love them. You love mommy, right?" "Yeah." "You don't want to hurt mommy, do you?" "No." "If you told anyone our family secret, you would hurt mommy, not just mommy, but me, Bethy, and the babies that are on the way. You're going to be a big brother soon. You don't want to hurt a baby, do you? Especially a little brother or sister." "No, dad." "Good." I smiled at him. I knew that I could trust him, but I still kept an eye on him. I didn't know how he would react if he knew that his mom carried his child. I could tell that he was looking forward to being a big brother. He got all excited over it. I was happy for him. Then there was the weekend we went camping in the woods. We'd found a place that was quiet and secluded by a lake. It was a cabin. It was perfect. My wife and Bethy weren't too far along to where they couldn't go, so we packed up our things and went camping for the weekend. We got there on a Friday evening. Vince and I unloaded the car while my wife and Bethy unpacked. My wife made hot chocolate while I sat with the kids and roasted marshmallows in the fireplace. I told them a few ghost stories that got a good rise out of them. It was fun to spend that time with them. My wife joined us and roasted some of her own marshmallows. *** The next day, Vince and I went fishing. We sat on the shore and tossed our lines in. I didn't think that we would catch anything. We sat and talked, told dirty jokes, and listened to each other's stories. It was a good bonding thing that we were doing. At one point, I had to pee so I got up and headed to the house. Instead of going through the front door, I decided to go around back and check up on the girls. I crept in the back door. I was hearing them talk from around the corner. I peaked around the corner to see my wife eating Bethy's pussy. My wife later told me what had happened and how it started. What had happened was they were talking about being pregnant and my wife was explaining to Bethy what she went through when she was pregnant with her and Vince. They sat on the couch and talked and touched. They felt each other's bellies. They'd gotten excited when they felt the babies move. Bethy made the comment about how sensitive she was and how horny she'd been. My wife explained that it happened all the time. They were both wearing dresses as their pants didn't fit. Bethy had pulled her dress up and spread her legs to show my wife her pussy. It didn't surprise me that Bethy wasn't wearing panties. My wife started of by examining her pussy, then she kissed it lightly on the lips. My wife told me that when she kissed Bethy's pussy that it sent her over the edge. The smell was intoxicating and the taste was awesome. She licked her pussy until the girl came. The girl came so hard that she squirted. My wife drank it down like it was cum and she loved it. She stuck her tongue up into Bethy's pussy and tongue-fucked the girl. She told me Bethy went wild. When Bethy ate my wife, it was almost the same story: Bethy licked, sucked and fucked my wife until she came. She told me that the girl had brought her to more orgasms than Vince ever had. I was amazed but my wife said it was mostly due to what I'd done with Bethy up to then. My wife told me that they'd brought each other to several orgasms. They'd sucked on each other's tits, tasting the milk that was stored there. "Your daughter tastes rather good." she told me. "Both her milk and her pussy. I can see us doing more of this more often." I gave her a weird look. "Don't look at me like that. She's my daughter, too. I can have fun with her too." "I see what you're getting at." I smiled. "Go for it, hun. I'm sure she'll get an education from you." "What's that supposed to mean?" "I've known for a while that you wanted her all to yourself. So, go ahead." "Well, thanks for your permission." I laughed. "You never needed it. I was just waiting for the time when you would." "Well, it's going to happen more often now that I know what she is capable of." "Why do you think I like being with her?" My wife smiled at me and wrapped her arms around my neck. "Just so long as I get you, too. You know I don't like sharing." "I told you a long time ago that my dick belongs to you and our daughter, or daughters." "Yes, you did. And family IS about sharing, isn't it?" She planted a kiss on my lips that was soft and gentle. It turned into a deep wet kiss and before long we were making love. I found it very erotic to make love to a pregnant woman. Both my wife and daughter were getting very close to their due dates, almost dangerously so. It got down to where it would be any day now. It was Bethy who went into labor first. All four of us went to the hospital. My wife and Vince stayed in the waiting room while I went in with Bethy for moral support. I sat by her side and coached her to push and to breath. About an hour later, we were blessed with a baby girl. Bethy was exhausted and fell right to sleep once the doctor gave her some drugs. I walked out to the waiting room to see Vince by his mom and a wet mess in her crotch. "Daddy, something's wrong with mommy." He looked panicked. "It's ok, baby." My wife forced herself to be calm. "The baby is coming." "I'll get a wheelchair." I told her and rushed out. I called a doctor to follow me. Vince helped me get his mom into the seat. While I wheeled her down the hall, I whispered in her ear that Bethy had a girl. My wife gave me a half-hearted smile. It would have been more genuine had she not been in labor so I understood. The doctors prepped her and asked that Vince leave. My wife insisted that he stay and watch. No one argued with her. Vince and I got dressed in the sterile blue paper suits the hospital gave us to put on. I coached my wife while Vince watched. He stared wide-eyed as he saw his child being born. They too had a girl. My wife was happy and my son was happy that he was finally a big brother. The baby Bethy had we named Winter Marie. For some reason, Bethy always liked the name Winter. I couldn't argue. This was her first baby. My wife named her baby Paige Lynn. She ran the idea by Vince and he didn't mind. He seemed to like the name Paige. Our family play calmed down for a while, so we could raise the babies. Bethy did let me suck on her breasts. Her milk tasted so good. Vince got the same treat from his mom from time to time. There would be nights when my son would sleep in bed with his mom and "sister" and I would be in bed with Bethy and our daughter. Being with Bethy reminded me of when she was a baby sleeping with my wife and I. I would watch her feed Winter and just be amazed at this new life I'd helped bring into the world. I took advantage of this down time to reconnect with my wife. Lately, I'd been getting this vibe from her that she was feeling neglected. This was not the case, but I wasn't about to let anything come between us. The babies were just over a month old and I started taking my wife out on dates, making sure that her love meter was high. I wanted to reassure her that I still loved her just as much as I did before we got married. We did dinner, movies, and smaller dates like that during the week. I saved the bigger stuff for the weekends. I would take her to a fancy restaurant, get a hotel room, buy a bottle of wine, and celebrate our love for each other with our bodies. We made love long into the night. I wasn't as spry as I used to be, but I could tell that I was doing good because she was also letting me know that she was satisfied with her movements and her body. We were both secure in ourselves that if something wasn't going like we wanted it, we told the other person. There were only a few times that she had to say anything at all. One such weekend, when my wife and I were feeling especially frisky, something unexpected happened. I found out after the fact, but it wasn't like it wasn't bound to happen. It was Bethy who finally fessed up and told me what happened. Saturday night when my wife and I got home from one of our dates, we found the house totally quiet. All children were asleep, or so we thought. My wife and I took this opportunity to make love to each other. Well, we'd forgotten to close the door and neither my wife or I were being very quiet. Bethy had woken up and heard us in the act. She felt lonely and crawled into bed with Vince. She'd awaken him to let him know that she was getting in with him. All she was wearing was a long t-shirt. Vince was naked, she told me. She got comfy and went to kiss him on the cheek for letting her sleep with him. He rolled his head just at the right time and she planted her kiss on his lips. This woke him up in more than one way. They began to kiss and make out, which led to touching and caressing, which led to fondling, which then led them to all out fucking. He first was on top, demonstrating his skills he'd learned from his mother, then they rolled over. Bethy rode him as expertly as she'd ridden me. They kissed and fucked, not bothering to be quiet about it. When they were finally done, Vince had cum in her three times. Both were exhausted and collapsed into each other's arms and fell asleep like that. Bethy was afraid that I would be upset at her because she thought it was cheating on me to sleep with her brother. I rested her fears and told her that it was bound to happen sooner or later. She was also scared that she was pregnant with his child, because she only wanted to have babies by me. I told her that we would have to wait and find out. I hoped that she wasn't. I couldn't help but feel a little jealousy, but at the same time, I didn't want to be hypocritical. After all, my son and I WERE fucking the same women. I guess I could see how my wife felt about sharing. *** Three years pass... By now, the babies are toddlers. We all have raised them pretty much like how Bethy and Vince were raised. We are very comfy with being naked around Winter and Paige. They are both little rug rats full of energy. Bethy is now in high school and doing well. Vince is not far behind. We all still play but have had no more babies as of yet. I can see the look in my wife's eyes when she looks at Paige. I can tell she wants another one. It would take a miracle, though. She had her tubes tied a while back. That way, Vince could cum inside her all he wanted. He still doesn't know that Paige is his. My wife doesn't want to tell him yet. My wife and I are still as close as ever. We both are enjoying what we have and what we've done. Bethy just turned 16 and is looking as hot as ever. When we make love, she's as energetic as her mom was at that age. She rides me like a stallion. She moans and screams as she cums. We put her on the pill a while back and so far it's worked. I love fucking Bethy. She makes me feel young again. Vince is just as virile as I was at 13, though I didn't loose my virginity until I was 20. My wife has him almost trained to be a perfect lover in bed. He still loves to fist her. He can now get 2 hands inside her. This drives my wife crazy. She loves to have her pussy stretched. She bucks her hips on his hands like nothing I've ever seen. She loves it. One weekend, after Paige and Winter had been put to bed, the four of us settled down in the living room to watch a movie. We started out watching a comedy, but soon found that we weren't in the mood for that. Bethy suggested an x-rated movie. The rest of us agreed and I put in one of my favorites. As the movie began, I watched as my wife and our two kids fidget from being turned on by what they saw. Not wanting to be left out, I slid my shorts down and started to play with myself. They saw this and began to follow me. It wasn't long before my wife had her face in my lap, sucking on me. Vince was eating Bethy, who was also sucking on him. My son and I came about the same time, giving our loads to the women who wanted them. Bethy had gotten especially good at giving blow jobs. She would swallow me every time I would cum. My wife was, as usual, in heaven when I came in her mouth. She would suck me dry and still want more. When they were done, both Bethy and Vince turned their attentions on us. Bethy crawled up onto me, straddling me, while my wife leaned back, spreading her legs so Vince had full access to her pussy. Bethy bounced on me wildly, while Vince pounded his mother. Bethy leaned down and planted a kiss on my lips, pressing her tongue into my mouth. I returned the kiss and felt her body begin to shake as an orgasm overtook her. Her breathing was heavy and she was moaning. I couldn't help myself. I also orgasmed, spraying her insides with my seed. Bethy slowed to a stop and collapsed on me. She kept me inside her until I began to soften. I glanced at my wife and found that she and Vince were in the throws of their orgasms. "That's it." I heard her calmly say. "Shoot it in me, baby. Fill me up with your hot seed." Hearing her say that got me stiff again. Bethy moaned with pleasure, feeling me hard again. "Oh, do it." my wife plead to my son. "Cum in me! Give it to me!" I watched as my son shivered and shook as he shot his seed inside his mom. Feeling him cum sent my wife over the edge. She went into her own fit of orgasm that shook her violently. By then, I was hard again. Bethy sat up and started grinding into me. She was doing it nice and slow, swaying her hips with mine. It wasn't long before she was orgasming, quivering and squirming on me. I was in heaven. Watching my wife getting fucked by our son, as well as, Bethy on top of me was too much. I shot my seed deep into her, filling her up to where it ran back out and down my shaft. We were all breathing heavy and smiling. Once we'd all recovered, we went to bed. I carried Bethy to her bed and Vince walked his mom to her bed. She kissed him deeply before sending him off to bed. "I love you, mom." he told her. "I love you too, son." she replied. I tucked Bethy in and kissed her lips. She smiled up at me. "Daddy, what if I was to get pregnant by you again?" she asked. This took me for a loop. The first time wasn't intentional, but to do it again intentionally... "If I did get pregnant again, I'd want it to be yours." She reached up and touched my face. "I want another baby from you." "We'll see, honey." I smiled at her. "I love you." I kissed her lips. "I love you, too, daddy." There was a look in her eyes that told me that she really loved me, that what she felt for me was bigger than I realized. I passed my son in the hall as I was going into my bedroom and he was going into his. "Good night, son." I smiled at him warmly. "Sleep well." "You too, dad." I hugged him close to me. We were both still naked so we could feel each other. I could feel that he got a little stiff. It was at that moment that I wished that I was his age again. I slid into bed beside my wife, wrapping my arms around her, pulling body close to me. She sighed and I could tell she was smiling in the darkness. "I love you, my love." I whispered in her ear. "Still?" she asked. "Even though I have our son's cock cumming inside me?" "Yes." I held her even tighter. "I still love you. My heart belongs to you." "I love you, my husband." she rolled over and took me into her embrace. "I've never stopped, and I won't stop, no matter what." I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep, content in my wife's arms, content with her in mine. *** Lately, Bethy had been bringing friends from school home to hang out with. She would warn us beforehand so we knew to be dressed. When I would get home from work, I had to check and see if the coast was clear before I got undressed. A couple of times I would walk by Bethy's room and hear her giggling with a friend. I often wondered what they were doing. "Oh, leave them alone." my wife mildly scolded. "She needs friends. We can't keep her inside forever." This was very true. She was my little girl and she was growing up. I asked my wife who was over. She said that the girl's name was Sharon and that she and Bethy had become close friends. From the giggling, I wondered how close. About a week later, I got up enough courage to peak in at the two of them. As I walked up to the door, I noticed that it was open just a little. I peaked in and saw something that got me hard in a flash. Bethy was between Sharon's legs, eating her. I pushed the door open a little more so I could get a better view. Sharon, to me, was an attractive young woman. I guessed she was about Bethy's age. She was far from overweight, but she had a larger build than my daughter. She had brown hair that looked shoulder length. She was moaning as Bethy licked and sucked on her. She opened her eyes and looked right at me. Oh no! I thought to myself. I've been caught! But no, she was giving me a grin that told me that she was loving me watch her. She moaned even louder and orgasmed right there as I watched. Bethy, upon giving Sharon her orgasm, kissed her way back up to kiss her mouth. Sharon gave Bethy a deep, soft, wet kiss, then turned her head to one side and whispered something into her ear. Immediately, Bethy turned around and looked at me. "Daddy," she scolded me. "You're not supposed to find out yet." Before I could say anything, she closed the door on me. I was about to walk away when the door opened again and Bethy came out and kissed me, deeply. I could taste Sharon's pussy on her tongue. She pulled away and smiled, winking at me, then disappeared into her room. That night at dinner, we were all graced with two bits of news: Vince was in love with a girl named Jennifer, and Bethy came out that she was bi. I looked at my wife and she looked at me. "Ok." my wife replied. "I kind of guessed that when Sharon kept coming over." "But daddy found out today." She looked at me. I couldn't help but think of the kiss she'd given me. "He walked in on us." "It was an accident." I tried to defend myself. "You lie like a rug." my wife chided me playfully. "You've been wondering what's been going on in her room for a while now. It wasn't an accident." "Mom," Bethy put in. "It was an accident." "Ok, ok..." she raised her hands in defense. "But I still say that you were peaking in on them." "Believe what you want." I snickered. Bethy had covered for me in a big way. I thanked her later for it. "Sharon likes you." she told me out of the blue. "She would love it if you joined us." I'd taken Bethy out for a walk with Winter the next day so she and I could talk. Winter was cooing and giggling in her stroller. "She wants me to join the both of you?" I repeated. "Bethy, how much does she know? I told you not to tell anyone." "Before you freak out," she stopped and looked at me. "Just listen." I paused mid-thought and gave her the benefit of the doubt. "I can trust her. I love her, daddy. She's been there for me a lot. She's also confided in me secrets about her family that she wishes she had. I told her how close a family we are and she got jealous. I told her that I was pretty sure that she would be accepted in our family, if she hung around us long enough. We became lovers and now we are together." She paused. "Don't worry, daddy. You are the only man I want to fuck and have kids by, but I want Sharon in my life." I thought this over. It would be tricky having someone from outside the family enter our family. New concerns and apprehensions rose up. "If you can convince your mother, I'll agree to it." I replied. "I like the way she tastes." Bethy smiled at that, remembering the kiss she'd given me when I'd caught them. "Don't forget that I'm your girl." she warned. "Sweetie, you're always my girl." I told her hugging her. Bethy felt threatened just a little. I could just see it. But I reassured her that she had nothing to fear. I had no idea what I was in for. Once Sharon found out that I knew, she began to flirt with me, mildly at first. I found out that she'd always wanted to fuck her own dad. She was attracted to him sexually, but even her softest advances had been declined. Apparently, her family was ultra-religious, which left no room for a curious mind like Sharon's. Her mom was very subservient to her dad, yet her dad wasn't the dominating type. She told me he was more passive than aggressive, but he had a presence about him that she'd found extremely attractive. Apparently, she saw the same in me. That's why she found me so attractive. She also thought I was hot. We finally got our chance one weekend when my wife took a "girl's night out" with some of her friends. Vince stayed the night at a friend's house. Bethy arranged for Sharon to come over for a slumber party. She'd told me that my wife didn't like the idea that Sharon would be here. I bathed Winter and Paige. The two were growing up so fast. I washed them just like I'd washed Bethy and Vince so long ago. They played in the water for a while. Bethy had gone to get Sharon. I'd put the babies down to bed by the time Bethy returned with Sharon. "I'm going to take a quick shower." she told us and left Sharon and I alone in the living room. "Alone at last." she spoke. "This is a first." "Yeah." I agreed. "Can I get you something to drink?" "Yes," she walked up to me. "You." Before I could protest, she locked her lips to mine. One of her hands went straight to my crotch, feeling my already erect cock. Then, both her hands went to my belt, trying to undo my pants. "Shouldn't we wait..." "She won't be too upset. I want you to myself just for a little bit." She dropped to her knees and began to suck on my now- exposed cock. I have to admit, she was very good. She almost got me to cum, but stopped before it was too late. She pushed me back into the couch, where she quickly took off her shorts and mounted me. I wasn't surprised that she wasn't wearing panties. She straddled my waist and eased my cock into her. Once I was in, she lifted her shirt over her breasts to expose them to me. I caressed them and sucked on them, tracing my tongue over her hardened nipples. "I'm on the pill," she whispered in my ear. "So you can cum inside me all you want." She rocked her hips on me. "But one day, I will have your baby." On hearing this, I shot my load deep inside her. I couldn't help but feel a sense of naughtiness and fire when I was with her. She knew what to say and when to say it. She moaned and smiled as she felt my cock spasming inside her. "Cumming so soon?" she cooed. "Was it something I said?" Just then, Bethy walked in. "Hey!" she frowned. "You were supposed to wait for me." Sharon got up off of me, went over to Bethy, and kissed her on the lips. It was then that I noticed that Bethy wore only a towel. Sharon opened the towel and kissed her way down to her breasts. Bethy smiled and hugged Sharon to her. I guessed that Sharon was forgiven, because they both came over to me and started kissing on me. After some more kissing, fondling and heavy petting, we took our fun into my bedroom. They laid me down on my back and both started in on licking and sucking my cock. Sharon kissed her way up and straddled my face. Bethy got up on me and rode me, sliding me inside her. Sharon turned to face Bethy while still on my face. Sharon ground her pussy on my face. My tongue went from her clit to her pussy to her asshole and back again. I could feel her shivering with excitement. Bethy was working my cock for all it was worth. I could feel her pussy tighten around my cock with each orgasm. Before long, I was shooting my seed deep into her. Sharon knew when I came, because I poured on the pressure to her clit, causing her to orgasm as well. They both rolled off of me and cuddled. I rolled over and cuddled with them. "Daddy," Bethy spoke up. "I have something to tell you." "What's that sweetie?" "I just wanted to let you know that tonight's the night." I had a feeling I knew what it was, but I played dumb so she could tell me. "The night you get me pregnant again." She smiled at me. "I just wanted you to know." "Looks like I know who's going to get all my cum." I winked at her. I remembered what Sharon had told me out in the living room. She didn't want to be pregnant now. Maybe the two of them had talked this out already. Thinking about it got me hard again. "Oooo," Sharon smiled. "Someone is ready for more." She reached down and grasped my cock. "Shall we?" Sharon laid on her back and Bethy got down between her legs and started eating her. I laid beside them and watched. I couldn't believe that I was sharing in this with my own daughter. I then got up and moved around behind Bethy. I loved seeing her like this, with her butt high in the air, just asking to be spanked. And I did just that. I gave her ass a good swat and then started massaging both cheeks. I bent down and kissed each cheek, then traced my way to her open pussy. She moaned as she felt my tongue on her and in her. "Oh, fuck me, daddy." She begged, as she licked and sucked on Sharon. "Please, fuck me." I got up and positioned myself behind her. I was already hard as a rock, so I knew that she would love feeling me inside her. I carefully pressed my cock into her. This brought a moan out of her. This time, she wanted me to knock her up. I was just excited that she wanted it to happen. I watched her eat Sharon. It was such a turn on to see that I shot my load deep into her. "Mmmm, Sharon, he's cumming in me." Bethy spoke. Sharon smiled at me as I came down from my orgasm. I watched as she licked her lips seductively. Bethy got on her back and had Sharon straddle her face. I was still between her legs, sliding my cock inside her. Sharon pulled me close and kissed me hard. She was moaning and cumming as she kissed me. Feeling this, I shot my load deep into Bethy's womb. "Do you like that?" Sharon asked. "Do you like cumming in your daughter?" "Oh, yes." I breathed heavily. "You know you are knocking her up." Sharon moaned, and leaned in. "You will knock me up soon, too." This she whispered in my ear. It got me that much more turned on that I started pounding into Bethy. She moaned and screamed more, licking and sucking Sharon's pussy harder. Sharon came again and Bethy came again and I in turn came again in Bethy. By the time we were all done, Bethy was dripping with my cum, and both girls were sweaty and worn out. I was able to get them into Bethy's room and into bed. I collapsed on my bed, asleep before I hit the pillow. *** I woke up to a warm feeling on my cock. I opened my eyes to see my wife sucking on me. It had been a nightly ritual for her to wake me up with a blow job, and she wasn't done until she swallowed me. It wasn't long before I gave her what she wanted, shooting my load down her throat. She moaned, humming on my sensitive cock. That feeling woke me up more than anything. "Good afternoon." she smiled. "What time is it?" I asked. "It's one o'clock." she informed. "Bethy and Sharon are up. They told me about last night." "They did?" Last night's events flashed through my mind. "They said they had a lot of fun." My wife went on. "Bethy wants Sharon to join us." She crawled up to me and kissed me. I could taste my cum on her tongue. As she kissed me, she mounted me, sliding me inside her. "What do you think?" "I was about to ask you the same thing." I rested my hands on her hips. "I can see how things could get out of hand. We would need to be able to trust her, but..." "I can see how letting her join us could be fun." My wife was good at finishing my thoughts. "We'd have to talk to her and tell her our rules." "True." I thought to myself. "You should taste her pussy. It..." "I have." she smiled at me. "We played about an hour ago. Bethy and Vince took the kids to the park. Sharon's asleep in Bethy's room." "Why didn't you wake me?" I asked. "Maybe I wanted to play alone with her." She began to grind her hips on mine. "She's very good." "I know." I moaned, feeling my wife's pussy squeeze my cock. "I'm just glad you like her." "Bethy trained her well." My wife moved on me more, back and forth. She really knew how to put me where she needed me. "I think that she could be a good addition to the family, if she can be trusted." "I think we can." After what Sharon had told me and what she wanted from me, I had a feeling that she could be one of us. My wife rode me faster, moaning loudly. The door opened and there stood Sharon, naked and fingering herself. No words were spoken, but she walked in, got on the bed, straddled my face and started kissing and fondling my wife. She soon came in my mouth, my wife following her with her own orgasm. I came inside my wife so hard that it made her orgasm again. Sharon got off of me and nuzzled under one arm and my wife nuzzled under the other. "I love you, daddy." Sharon whispered to me before falling asleep again. Later, after Sharon woke up, we talked to her and told her our rules. She agreed to them and promised to keep our secret. We told Bethy and Vince when they got back with the babies. Bethy was happy. I could see Vince thinking already. I knew he had plans of his own. I just didn't know what. After dinner and after Sharon had gone home, Vince took me to one side to talk to me. "I'm scared about something." he began. "It's about Jennifer." "What's wrong?" "Nothing is wrong." he told me. "I don't want her to be a part of the family the way Sharon is." I had to smile at that. I knew what his concern was and why. "I love her, dad." Vince told me. "And..." "You feel she belongs to you, or you don't want to share her." I finished. "Son, I never had a thought like that. Neither would I ask you to do anything like that. She is yours. I respect that. You will find that I don't do a lot of things, because of respect." I walked with him out into the back yard. "You will find a lot of strange things in life and learn many lessons too. What you take from a situation is what helps you grow, what shapes your beliefs. As parents, all we can do is give you the tools to use. Once you're on your own, you have to use those tools to find out things for yourself. We can't hold your hand forever." "So, I don't have to bring Jennifer into this?" he asked. "Well, we'd like to at least meet this lucky girl." I smiled at him. "But, no, she doesn't have to join us. It was never a requirement." "Good." he smiled. I knew that he wanted something for himself, something he didn't want to share. That was fine with me. I only wanted the best for him, as well as all my children. *** By the same time, a month later, it was confirmed that Bethy was pregnant. This time, it was planned. When my wife found out, part of her was saddened. She'd expressed the desire to me that she wanted just one more and regretted having her tubes tied. To make her feel better, I'd gone to my son for ideas as to how to cheer her up. "Her birthday is soon, isn't it?" he spoke. "Why not do something special for her then." "You're right." I smiled at him. "What do you have in mind?" He only smiled at me. I already knew what he was thinking. Her birthday was over a week away still, so there was still time to plan. Bethy and Sharon had gone to Sharon's house the night my son told me his idea. We'd celebrated as a family the night before. We had a cake and presents ... the whole nine yards. I could see the look in her eye. She was happy. I loved seeing the smile on her face, loved seeing the twinkle in her eye. She was definitely loved and appreciated. Bethy went over to Sharon's and we put the babies down to sleep. My wife was in the shower, readying herself for bed. Vince was in with her, washing her. I could hear them talking, though I couldn't understand what they were saying. I knocked on the door and stepped in. "Can I get in here too?" I asked. "Hop in," my wife spoke. "Join the party." I undressed and got in. Vince was behind my wife, kneeling, washing her legs. I soaped my hands and began to wash her tits. I washed up to her neck and down her arms. Vince took care of her below the waist. Upon Vince's request, she sat down in the tub. This way, he could wash her hair. He lathered up her hair and massaged her scalp. Little did I realize, she was in the perfect position to get at both of our cocks. I was washing my hair when she reached up and started playing with me. I opened my eyes to see her sucking on Vince. I smiled and kept on washing my hair, until I felt her mouth on my cock. I just about came right there, feeling her tongue on me. I controlled it because I knew she enjoyed sucking on me and I didn't want to cheat her out of a good thing. It had been a while since she was in this position, sucking on me, but she was enjoying it. I finally came and she swallowed every last drop I had to give. We got out and dried ourselves and each other off. My wife walked into the bedroom and laid on the bed. Vince followed her in and began to eat her, licking her slowly and gently. I stood at the door and watched. He was going slow on purpose. He wanted her to enjoy it all before she orgasmed. I got on the bed and kissed my wife deeply. Then I brought my cock to her mouth. She sucked on it intently. I loved feeling her tongue on my cock. She always had loved to suck on me and she knew just what to do to get what she wanted. Before long, I was cumming. She swallowed every drop. Feeling me cum sent her over the edge. She orgasmed and squirted her own juices into our son's mouth. He didn't seem to mind, as he swallowed it all from her. Vince then looked at me, wiping his chin, motioning me to lay down. He told his mom to get on top and to slip me inside her. She did as he'd instructed and waited. I couldn't see what he was doing but I had the idea that he wanted to have his mother double penetrated. I felt as he got close. He wasn't going for his mom's ass, he was going for her pussy. I felt as he pressed his cock into her pussy right next to mine and began to slowly pump her. Feeling her pussy stretched around two cocks made my wife orgasm right there. I admit it was a little weird, but she was loving it. Not long after, I felt Vince's cock twitch wildly as he came inside her. Not wanting to be out-done, I moved my hips and fucked her till I came. She orgasmed again. She was loving this. Vince pulled out and moved off of me. My wife got up and turned around, settling back down on me. This time she was facing away from me, facing Vince. "Oh, my boy." she smiled. "Cum in mommy again." She slipped me inside her and leaned back far enough so Vince could get inside. Once again, I felt my son squeeze his cock inside mother right next to me. This time, it was my wife who did most of the moving. She rode the both of us like there was no tomorrow. This time, I came first, followed by my son. He'd been moaning and kissing on my wife and sucking on her breasts. My wife was going crazy over it. She was loving the fact that two of her favorite men were cumming inside her. She bounced and fucked until she was satisfied, having orgasm after orgasm, milking us both of our cum. She finally rolled off of me, sweat dripping off her body, her chest heaving with exhaustion. She nuzzled right up to me and Vince behind her. We fell asleep like that. I awoke the next morning to my wife sucking on me and Vince fucking her from behind. Once he left a healthy dose of his cum inside her, she mounted me and proceeded in sucking on him. It wasn't long before I came inside her too. I came so hard that it knocked me out. I re-awoke to someone caressing my face. I opened my eyes to see Bethy smiling at me. "Hi daddy." she whispered. She leaned in to kiss me on the cheek. I turned my head so our lips met. Her innocent kiss turned into a passionate kiss, tongue and all. I pulled her under the covers with me and cuddled her to me. I hadn't noticed but she was wearing a bathing suit. It was obviously later in the day than I thought. I pulled the covers over the both of us. "Daddy," Bethy whispered. "Mom wants you to get up and help with dinner." "Dinner?" I replied. "Can't I have a little snack right now?" "Mmmm." She nuzzled her ass up against my erection. "As much as I want to, not right now. Mom needs us." She rolled out of bed and I slowly followed. I went and showered, cleaning off the left-overs of last night. I dressed and went to see what my wife needed. "We're having company tonight." she told me. "Vince is bringing Jennifer over and I want you to help with the kids." I complied and piled Paige and Winter into the car. Bethy and Sharon wanted to come along, but my wife told them that she needed at least one of them. Bethy stayed. I could see the gleam in Sharon's eyes as she looked at me. We took the girls to the park and watched them play. "What attracts you to older men?" I asked her. "I don't really know." she replied. "I guess I like that an older man knows how to treat me, and I like that." "Sexually?" "Yes, as well as nonsexual. My mom is ten years younger than my dad. She told me that if I was to ever marry, to marry an older man, that I would be appreciated more." "Your mom is a smart woman." I commented. "But why be attracted to your dad?" "I happen to find him attractive." she retorted, a little on the defensive. "Besides, in this day and age, the only people who are safe to be with and are disease free is family." I couldn't argue with her on that one. "But your dad turned you down." I continued. "Yeah, but mom was a good teacher." Sharon smiled. "She still is." "You were with your mom?" "Yeah, she taught me almost everything. The rest I learned from Bethy." I had to smile, because I was the one who taught her most of what she knew. "She is good, isn't she?" I looked at Sharon. "The best since my mom." She looked over to where the girls were playing. "Your wife isn't too bad at all. I love the way she tastes." "You're not the only one." I replied. *** Now, back at the house, my wife and Bethy had the place to themselves, cooking and preparing for the evening. Vince had gone to get Jennifer a few hours before and wouldn't return until the evening. They both were engaged in conversation when Bethy walked up to her mom and started rubbing her neck. "This feels good, hun." my wife spoke. "I've needed one of these." "I know, mom." Bethy replied, working her hands down her spine. She moved her hands to her lower back and to her mom's butt cheeks, kneading them. Bethy then made her way around to her breasts and caressed them. "Stop it." my wife mildly scolded. "You're turning me on, and we have to get this ready for tonight." "Oh, come on." Bethy pushed a little. "We can put it on low and leave it for a bit." "No, we can't." My wife was doing her best to resist Bethy's touch. "Ok," Bethy took a step back. This left my wife very frustrated, but she HAD to get this dinner done. Without warning, Bethy got on her knees, under my wife's dress and between her legs, pressing her face into my wife's crotch. She grasped onto the side of the counter for dear life. "Young lady," my wife began, in a scolding voice, but changed it. "If you don't stop, I'm gonna ... gonna ... gonna cum ..." My wife bucked her hips against Bethy's tongue and let out a loud moan. With one hand on the counter and one on Bethy's head, she ground her hips into Bethy's face, who was grasping onto my wife's ass and kneading her cheeks. Soon enough, Bethy got a mouthful of her mother's sweet cum, which she swallowed eagerly. When my wife calmed down from the orgasm, she hauled Bethy to her feet and kissed her deeply. "Let's take this to the bedroom." My wife told her, turning the food down on low. Bethy headed to the bedroom with my wife in tow. It was there that I found them when Sharon, the girls and I came home from the park. They were asleep in each other's arms, though. Sharon was right behind me when I walked into the room. I looked at her. She gave me a sly smile that told me what was on her mind. "Not now." I whispered in her ear. "But later." I gave her a kiss on the lips that told her that we would definitely make the time to do something. I went into the kitchen to find out what they'd been making. I couldn't help but love the smell of the soup they were making, thick with potatoes and carrots, and the ever-present smell of pepper. I loved soup like this. "Don't turn it up too high." I heard my wife say. She'd thrown a robe on and had groggily staggered out to see me. I wrapped my arms around her and hugged her close. "Sleep well?" I asked. "Mmm, yes." she wiped her face with her hands. "Bethy attacked me while we were making dinner. She made me an offer I couldn't refuse." "She started eating you?" "Yeah," She stirred the soup. "And it was so good that I came right there. Our daughter has a dangerous tongue. It's no wonder Sharon likes being with her." "All I did was teach her how to kiss and give a good blow job." I spoke. "She's not the only one with a dangerous tongue." I walked up to her and planted a deep kiss on her lips. "Conceited, are we?" she smiled at me between kisses. "I was talking about you, my love." For that, I got a blow job right there in the kitchen. I didn't notice but Paige and Winter were peaking around the corner at us. I could only imagine what they were thinking. A few hours later, Vince arrived with his girlfriend in tow. This was here first time meeting us and we wanted to give her a good impression. When greetings were exchanged, my wife announced that dinner was ready. We all took our places while my wife and Sharon set out the food. Over the course of the meal, we found out that she was the youngest of three. Her parents were very proper and strict. To me, she seemed very meek and withdrawn, probably a result of her upbringing. She was beautiful, though, with green eyes and long blonde hair. I caught both Bethy and Sharon eyeing her. I knew I'd have to talk to them. Jennifer was off limits to them. She belonged to Vince. I could tell why Vince liked her. She seemed to compliment him almost perfectly. I doubt that she knew our family secret, but in time, I'm sure she would be trusted enough to be told. She was able to talk and laugh with us which proved to me she could be a part of the family. Sooner than I wanted, the evening was over, and Vince took Jennifer home. "I liked her." my wife spoke. "I did, too. She seems like she'll be good for him." I replied. "But I don't see her joining us." "I don't either. She doesn't seem the type." "I trust Vince to do the right thing when the time comes." I went to go talk to Bethy and Sharon, but they were already busy in the shower. I told them later that Jennifer was off-limits to them. They both faked innocence and giggled as if I'd told a joke. *** A few weeks later, my wife came to me with some strange news. She'd gone to the doctor's office with Bethy for her check-up. Just going on a feeling, she took a pregnancy test. It came out positive. Impossible, she thought. So, she took another one a while later. It also came out positive. I scratched my head, reminding her that she did get her tubes tied. "I know," she replied. "This has to be a mistake." So, about a month later, she went back in for a more formal check-up. The news was nothing short of a miracle. "Not only am I pregnant," she told us over dinner. "I'm having twins." My jaw dropped. The girls were all smiles. Vince grinned ear to ear. I think that he knew that he'd had a hand in doing it too. I was amazed and delighted, though I didn't know how we were going to feed three more mouths, what with Bethy pregnant too. Sharon said she would get a job. Vince said he would too, when he got his worker's permit. The next spring, we were blessed with three babies. Bethy had another girl she named Emily. My wife had her twins about two months later. She had a boy and a girl. They were fraternal twins. They looked nothing alike. I was of the opinion that one was mine and one was Vince's. My wife gave me a wink when I told her this. "You may be right." she told me. "It's a million-to-one chance, but you my very well be right." Paige and Winter were happy to have the babies around. They were ever curious about them. Winter loved helping out with Emily. She loved being Bethy's little helper. Paige loved helping out with the twins, William and Michelle. She loved being the big sister. Later on in life, we'd tell them how well they were really related. As with before, our playing calmed down a lot after the babies were born. Sharon played a big part in helping with the babies, especially with Emily. I soon began hearing her talk to Bethy about getting their own place together. At first, I didn't want to hear anything about it. I didn't want to let my little girl go, but I realized that I couldn't hold on to her forever. So before I got too upset about it, I made up my mind to be ok with it, so long as it wasn't too far away. I waited for her to come to me and tell me. That didn't happen until after her 18th birthday. But until then, those 2 wonderful years, my wife and I enjoyed our children and grand children. *** Bethy and Sharon finally found an apartment. Both of them got jobs and saved up the money to get a place big enough. Well, a two-bedroom, at least. We all helped them move in. We finally met Sharon's parents. They seemed nice, though standoff-ish. I could tell they didn't approve of Sharon living with someone who had kids already. They didn't like me too much either, but I couldn't tell why. Once they were all moved in, Bethy kicked us all out. "We're going to christen it." she told us. "And we'd like to do it alone for the first night." Sharon gave me a sly wink and a kiss on the cheek. "We'll get our chance soon enough, darling." she whispered in my ear. This was all a part of her plan. She still wanted me to get her pregnant. Hearing that, I instantly got hard. It wouldn't be too long before she would try to seduce me, and I would try to resist her. On the drive home, I thought about the times that I'd fucked Sharon, the times that she'd joined us when the family played together. She was good. It excited me every time I would see her naked. Every time I would slide inside her, I wanted to cum right then. She told me that when she and Bethy got their own place, she was going off the pill. I didn't know if Bethy would notice or not. Part of me hoped that she wouldn't notice. I was anxious to see how Sharon would execute her plan. I would find out soon enough. In the meantime, I had other things that occupied my time, namely the children still at home. Paige was already at the age where she would be asking a lot of questions. The twins, now about two years old, were enjoying life and bringing joy to one and all. Vince and Jennifer seemed to be getting along fine. Every time Vince had a question, I tried to answer it the best way I could. I had always taught him to treat women with respect and tenderness. He wasn't a pussy, nor was he a lady's man. Somehow, he found a balance in between the two. Jennifer seemed to love him more and more. He told me about the first time they'd had sex. It felt to him that he would rip her in half, from all her moaning. She cried some, but ended up giving her an orgasm, her first. I cautioned him on not getting her pregnant too soon. He understood and explained that they both had big plans together. "We want to travel and learn abroad," he told me. "We want to go to Europe." "Europe?" I almost yelled. "Why would you want to go there?" "That's where we want to go." Vince explained. "They have excellent schools there." "But, son ... Europe?" "You always said anything worth doing is worth doing right. This is right for me." He began to plead with me. "Please let me do this." After talking to my wife and laying down some ground rules, we agreed to letting him go. Jennifer was already suckering her parents into letting her go as well. Both would be getting jobs to save money for the trip. It would be a long and hard struggle for the both of them, but they seemed bound and determined to do this. I could do nothing less than encourage them. During this time, my wife and I busied ourselves with bringing up the next generation. The twins were almost three. Paige was in second grade. She enjoyed walking around the house naked, and did so as often as she felt. We'd explained to her the rules and she followed them well enough. She called me dad, though she didn't know that Vince was her biological father. Neither my wife or I were going to tell her otherwise, not yet at least. She felt perfectly at home taking showers with me or my wife. She would even offer to wash our backs for us. Paige loved it when we washed her. We'd make a game of it so she would have fun. She would also play with the twins as well. She would change their diapers and feed them too. One day, Paige came up to me and sat on my lap, hugged me, and asked, "What is fucking?" "Well," I began. "Fucking is a different term meaning having sex. Why?" "I saw you and mommy fucking in the shower. Does it hurt?" "For a woman, yes it does, on the first time." I went into a little detail about a woman's first time. I told her that when she was old enough that I might show her. I didn't tell my wife any of this, not yet at least. I didn't want to embarrass Paige. Not long after, Vince and Jennifer left for Europe. They were excited and scared. They didn't know what they were in for. (Neither did I.) But they plunged headlong into a future that was theirs. My wife cried on the way home. I knew that she was loosing more than just her son, but her lover as well. I'd left them alone with each other the night before. The two had made love one last time. The way she talked about it, I could tell that it was more than just sex. It was a quiet drive home from the airport. It was one of those awkward silences that lays thick in the air. Somehow, things had changed. It was about a week later that Sharon's plan went into action. I'd stopped by to visit to find out that Bethy was at work. Sharon was home, watching the kids. They were napping when I stopped in. Sharon was on the couch watching TV. I'd called before I'd gone over. She'd answered the phone and said that they'd be there, but that the kids were sleeping. I tapped on the door before I opened it. I found her under a blanket, dozing on the couch. I walked up to her and kissed her forehead. She awoke almost immediately. "Hi," I whispered. "Hi," she answered. "The kids are asleep." "I know," I replied back. "You told me. I'm going to check on them." I quietly and carefully crept back to the girls' room. I peaked in and saw them snoozing together. I smiled at seeing both of my girls peacefully asleep. I heard some rustling behind me and turned to see Sharon standing next to me, peaking in at the girls too. "Damn, but you do make some beautiful babies." she smiled. She traced a hand over my face. "It's time." She leaned in and kissed me deeply. I accepted her kiss, as I had so many times before, whenever she and Bethy would play with my wife and I. This time, though, something was different. I pulled back and looked at her. She was wearing a very loose tank top and a pair of loose fitting shorts. I could see her hard nipples through her shirt. She was very turned on. I was on my way to a full erection myself. "I ... don't think it's time yet." I tried to defend myself. "What about ... " "Bethy? She'll find out sooner or later, but it'll be too late by then." I was about to protest, but she leaned in and kissed me, this time reaching down and caressing my erection. As much as I wanted to stop her, I didn't. It had been a while since we'd all played together. I wanted to be inside Sharon and feel her warmth on me again. She kneeled down and unzipped my pants. She swallowed my cock down her throat. That right there was almost enough to make me cum right then and there. After a few sucks, she stood back up and led me into the bedroom. Without turning around, she began to undress. Her shorts fell to the floor and she slipped her shirt over her head. It was then that she turned around. Call it a weakness, but I couldn't resist her. It was too late to go back. She glided up to me and, taking my hand, put it on her breast. "Do you like that, daddy?" she asked in the most innocent of voices. I was too far gone to answer. I wrapped my fingers around her pert, supple breast and gently squeezed. I brought my other hand up to her other breast and did the same. She took a small step backwards to see if I'd follow, and I did. She didn't stop until she reached the bed. As I fondled her, she dropped my pants to my ankles and began stroking me. I kissed her deeply and pushed her back onto the bed. She spread her legs wide, accepting me into her like so many times before. What made this sweeter was that she was wanting me to get her pregnant. In my heart of hearts, I wanted to get her pregnant too, ever since our first encounter, when she whispered those sinfully good words in my ear. It was that thought that ran through my brain as I planted the first of my seed in her. Feeling this, Sharon bucked her hips, milking me and sending herself into orgasm. She smiled up at me and kissed me. "More," she whispered. I rolled off and she mounted me. She helped me take off my shirt and proceeded in grinding her crotch into mine. "Do you like this, daddy?" she cooed. "Do you like cumming in me?" "Yes, baby." I replied. She moaned and ground into me, speeding up. I could feel her vaginal muscles milking me. I could feel her juices dripping down my balls. Her tits dangled before my face and I leaned up and suckled them. Sharon rocked her hips, taking me deep into her. She was going to orgasm soon. I grasped her hips and pounded my hips to hers as hard as I could. This only heightened things as she groaned and squealed. "Yes!" she yelled. "Yes!" I felt myself building intensity and began shooting deep into her. Feeling this, Sharon screamed, succumbing to her own orgasm. Her breast heaved and she laid down on me. "Oh, daddy," she sighed. "I love you." "I love you, too, baby." I wrapped my arms around her. She smiled and nuzzled into me. Soon enough, she was asleep. Carefully, I rolled her off of me and got up. I dressed and composed myself, just in case Bethy were to walk in. I checked on the girls again. They were still asleep, so I left and made my way home. In the next few months, my wife and I began looking for a bigger house. With as many children that were around, we needed a bigger place to live. What I didn't know was that there was a storm brewing on the horizon. It was about 3 months after the last time I slept with Sharon. I got a call from Bethy. She sounded mad. "How could you do this?" she yelled. "I can't believe you, dad." "What are you talking about?" I replied. "You got Sharon pregnant!" she yelled. "She's pregnant with your baby!" I was silent. What could I say, or feel, for that matter? "We're coming over." Bethy said, then hung up. She was pissed. Like her mother, she had a hell-fire attitude. God help anyone who got her business end and I was about to get it. A few minutes later, Bethy came storming in. Her mother was there to greet her. I sat quietly, waiting in the kitchen. I listened as they talked. "So, where is she?" my wife asked. "She left before I got off the phone." "I knew something like this would happen." my wife spoke. "Where did she go?" "I don't know," Bethy replied. "I was pretty mad." "What did you say to her?" I asked. "I told her that she betrayed me and broke my trust in her." She looked at me. "How could you do this, daddy?" "How could I know? Is she still on birth control?" "I don't know." She scratched her head. "Women have gotten pregnant while on the pill." I explained. "So as much as it is my fault, it could be an accident." I knew better. I knew Sharon had stopped taking her pills. I just didn't know her method. "I don't care about that," my wife spoke, sounding distraught. "I can't handle this right now. I'm going for a walk." She walked for the door. "Just so you know, the couch is yours until further notice." She pointed that comment at me. She and Bethy left, leaving me alone with the kids. Thankfully, they were preoccupied with playing. I went into the bedroom and laid on the bed. The kids came in and laid with me, and we napped together. *** The next day, I got a call from Sharon. "You need to move." she told me. "I made a mistake and your family might be hurt." A cold chill swept over me. "What did you do?" I asked. She explained that in her grief over the fight with Bethy, she needed someone to talk to. She'd gone to her mother and damn near spilled the beans on all she knew about our family. She did tell her mom that the child she carried was mine, and that her mom went through the roof. She said her mom was going to do something about it. "I'm sorry, daddy." She sobbed. "I never meant for any of this to happen." "I know, sweetie." I tried to console her. "Neither did I, but you've broken a rule, the most important rule, and now I'm afraid things have to happen." I had to protect my family. I couldn't let anything break us apart. "I love you, Sharon." I told her. "I wish that you hadn't done what you did." "What's gonna happen?" she asked pensively. "I'm not sure yet. I'll have to talk it over with the family. For now, you work on making things right with Bethy." "Yes daddy. I love you." "I love you, too." We both hung up. *** That day, we had a family meeting. I told everyone what I'd talked to Sharon about. It was unanimous that we moved and soon. I instructed Bethy to work things out with Sharon. Since she was carrying my child, I wasn't about to abandon her. I loved her as if she were my own and I made this clear to Bethy. "We are still a family." I told her. She agreed to do as I asked and promised to help pack. I immediately found and rented the largest moving truck I could find, and we started packing. I called in a few favors from a few friends I had and got things arranged. Only my wife and I knew where we were going. This ends the first part of the story. The second part is in the works... *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kristen's collection - Directory 42