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My Girls, Part 3 (MF/gg, inc, ped, cons)
by Lan Garrick (lan_garrick@afreeinternet.com)
***
This is a work of erotic fiction, and is not intended for
viewing by anyone under the age of 18. All characters and
events portrayed in this story are fictional, and any
resemblance to actual persons or events is coincidental.
Do not progress further if you are under 18 or if
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I get enough response. By and copyright Lan Garrick, 2002
***
After that first time of making love with my eight and
twelve year-old daughters, life, inevitably, changed. We
became likely to have sex at pretty much any given
moment, though there were often times when sex didn't
even cross our minds, for a day, or even two or three
days at a time. On those days, it was just a normal
relationship, daddy and his daughters.
I was relieved by this - honestly relieved. It assuaged
some of the guilt I felt, or felt at first, to have days
like that. Nowadays, it just feels... normal, rather than
guiltless.
A lot of things changed, of course. The girls generally
slept with me, after that, whether or not there was any
sex involved. And there were moments of spontaneous
arousal that led to spontaneous sex.
But a lot of things *didn't* change as well. Here's a
list of things that didn't happen, that I see *FAR* too
often, in writing about sexual relationships with
children:
I didn't begin referring to the girls as "sluts,"
"bitches," or "daddy's little whores."
I never told them to beg for "daddycum." Hell I never
told them to beg for anything. Nor have either of them
uttered the word "daddycum."
I never forced my attentions on them, in any way at all.
I didn't begin dressing them as adults, and especially
not as sleazy adults.
I didn't try - I couldn't have, but wouldn't have, if I
could - to get them pregnant.
I never tried to encourage them in any sort of kink, like
S&M games, or spanking. (What, it isn't kinky enough,
that I'm making love with my little girls?!)
I didn't buy them sex toys - dildoes, and the like, or
strap-ons - and they never asked for any.
I didn't encourage them to "bring home friends" for daddy
to play with. Or even for daddy to watch *them* play
with.
I *NEVER EVER EVEN CONSIDERED* having my male friends
over to "fuck" my little girls. Never bragged about what
I was doing, or even hinted at it.
And they never *asked* me to do any of those things. None
of them, ever.
But, oh, the changes that did come about!
One afternoon, a couple of weeks after my daughters and I
became lovers, I was forced to go out and mow the lawn.
It had gotten very shaggy, and the kid I usually paid to
do it was laid up with a broken leg. The services I
called were all busy, couldn't fit me in for days. So,
against my will, I did it myself.
I hate that particular chore more than any other, riding
mower or no. I have terrible hay fever, and mowing grass
gets it going worse than pretty much anything else I
could do.
So, it took three hours, and when I came in, at about
three in the afternoon, I was sweaty, hot - despite
having taken off my shirt - and tired, as well as
miserably stuffed up in the head.
First thing I did was reach for the box of tissues I'd
set just inside the door, on purpose.
Second thing I did was gasp, as, while I blew my nose, I
was pushed gently back against the closed door, my pants
were unbuttoned, unzipped, and lowered - and a warm and
tiny mouth engulfed my cock, tongue wiggling quickly and
repeatedly around the head.
After a minute of this, Lisa, my eight year-old daughter,
lifted her mouth off of my dick, and looked up at me,
saying, "Poor Daddy. You look like you don't feel good.
Is this helping?"
"Yes, baby," I gasped. "Yes, baby, it feels wonderful -
please, don't stop!"
Lisa giggled, took my dick back into her mouth, and
sucked me to a delightfully explosive orgasm, overflowing
her mouth, as usual. Since Amy wasn't around to lick up
the excess, Lisa wiped my semen off of her chin and
throat with her fingers, then licked them clean. Very
shortly after that, I set my baby girl on the couch in
the living room, and ate her pussy to multiple orgasms.
And a couple of weeks later, I was helping Amy put the
last of the dinner dishes away, after washing them, and I
heard her say, "Daddy?" while my back was turned. When I
looked around, I got an instant erection.
Amy was bent flat over the kitchen table, the skirt she'd
worn that day flipped up over her hips, panties shoved
down slightly, her damp pussy showing.
"Put it in me Daddy, please? Right now?"
I didn't need to be told twice. In two seconds, I was
sliding my cock into my 12 year-old daughter's pussy,
groaning in the immense pleasure of her tightness, and
the sensation of hot, oil-dipped satin that went with it.
That was the first time that I was less than gentle, with
Amy. I wasn't "pounding" her, but I did stroke into her
hard, and fast. We both came hard, her three times, me
just once, before I pulled out. As soon as I had pulled
out, Lisa's voice came from the door between kitchen and
dining room.
"Can I lick you now, Amy?" Lisa asked. She was leaning
against the door frame, one hand in her pants, playing
with her little pussy. "Please, can I lick you?"
A few seconds later, Amy was kneeling on the floor, her
barely-matured pussy writhing over her baby sister's
mouth, and my dick in her mouth. After I came in my older
daughter's mouth, we moved to the bedroom, and got
serious . . . .
The girls were a lot more likely to be spontaneous than I
was. I was still afraid, on some level, of hurting them,
or scaring them, so, I never just asked them to do
something, or started anything abruptly, as they did. I
would start things, sure - but, slowly, and gently. A
gentle caress of a nipple, or a romantic kiss. Never the
sudden sexual acts the girls would sometimes come up
with.
Things were wonderful, and I thought they couldn't get
better - until one night in early August.
The girls were allowed complete internet access, openly,
now. Before, I'd had IDs set up for all of us, in
Windows, and their IDs had been monitored by NetNanny,
and a couple of other adult-content-barring services.
(Amy had gotten around that, and found the sexual info
she wanted, by figuring out my password, and logging on
under my ID - the girl is almost too smart!)
Now, though, I simply extracted a promise from them, that
they would ask me about anything they didn't understand,
and save any first conversations with new chat contacts,
for me to go over. In this way, I eliminated many "posing
pervs" from their contact list, and taught them to spot
the pervs themselves, over time.
So, one night in early August, when the three of us had
been lovers for six weeks or so, the girls called me into
the study, to show me something. When I saw it, I dropped
into the chair in front of the computer as though I were
a puppet without strings.
They were checking out an "internet community" that had,
among other things, profiles for it's members, with
interest lists, and the ability to upload pictures. Amy
told me, while I stared, that they were checking out the
"incest" list, and had searched for female members, with
pictures in their profiles (one of the ways I'd taught
them to spot fakes was by the pictures, my knowledge of
visual art enabling me to spot "net pics," and teach the
girls to spot them). They had been maybe two-thirds of
the way through the list, when they spotted this one, and
called me immediately.
The screen-name on the profile was "rose_gone_wild." The
interests included; bisexual, lesbian, erotic fiction,
group sex . . . and kids, teens, and incest.
I sat, and stared, without saying a word, for a minute,
before Amy said, "It's her, isn't it, Daddy?"
I nodded, after a moment, and said, "Yes, Amy. That's
your Aunt Valerie."
My sister, Valerie Rose Johnson. Nude, from the waist up,
at least (the picture didn't go below the waist). And
gorgeous as all Hell.
In the general information section of the profile, she
mentioned that she wrote erotic fiction, which was
available on her homepage, along with "more (and sexier!)
pictures."
"She's really pretty, Daddy," Amy said, from behind me.
She leaned down, her tiny breasts pressing into my
shoulder, nipples rock hard, and asked softly, "Can we go
look at her pictures and stuff?"
I thought about it for just a second, then clicked the
supplied link to my younger sister's homepage. The page
opened in only a second, showing the same picture of Val,
and another, of her fully clothed, and looking just as
sexy. There was an "about me" section, and then there was
a set of links in a frame, including a picture gallery,
and a link to her fiction.
I started reading the "about me" section, and Amy began
reading it aloud, for Lisa's benefit, as she read faster.
"Hi, I'm Rose!" Lisa read. "I'm 24, 5'-8", and weigh 125
pounds. I'm a kinky girl, I warn you! I'm bisexual,
though I lean more towards girls (sorry, guys!). My
hobbies include taking erotic pictures, having sex with
lots of women (I like petite women best), writing erotic
fiction, and dreaming about having sex with my older
brother!"
There was more, but I never looked at it - and Amy
stopped reading, there, and cried, "Daddy! Aunt Val wants
to make love to you!"
There couldn't be much doubt. Val and I were our parents'
only children.
"Looks that way," I said, thinking I sounded calm. (The
girls told me later that I sounded like I was about to
have an orgasm - which wasn't far from the truth!)
"Can we look at her pictures?" Lisa asked. "Please,
Daddy?"
I clicked the link to the picture galleries, without
saying anything. There were two options, on the gallery
page - "Me," and "Me and friends." I chose "Me," first -
and saw my sister totally nude for the first time since
she was 12, and I was 20.
What a babe! She'd grown up to be a beautiful woman,
indeed.
Valerie's honey-blond hair was long, when the pics were
taken, down to the middle of her back, and wavy. She
shares my green eyes, and that was largely where the
family resemblance ended (Valerie takes after my father,
more, while I look like my mother). Her face is
beautiful, high cheekbones, in an oval face, a slightly
wide mouth, but not too wide, and a nose that is just
right for her face.
And her body... Val is slender, and well-toned. Her
breasts looked to be b-cups, or maybe c-cups. She had a
tiny waist, making her slender hips look more full. And
she shaved her pubic hair...
There were no "pink shots" - but, there were plenty of
shots that were very, very close up, to Val's pussy.
Amy was still leaning against me, and was now rubbing her
little breasts against my shoulder, and Lisa had come
around to sit straddled on my leg, and she was rocking
slightly, stimulating her little pussy.
"Can we look at the ones of her with her friends?" Amy
asked in my ear, sounding very excited.
Wordlessly, I clicked the link for "me and friends."
As I expected, by that point, these were photos of Val
making love with women. There were two sets. In the first
set, the woman my sister was with was a sexy little
redhead, who looked to be about Val's age. There were 24
pictures, chronicling the two of them making love, and
they were . . . not really graphic - just very frank.
There were no close-ups of tongue in pussy - but, there
was no doubting but that pussy was really being eaten,
either.
By halfway through the set, Lisa had a hand down her
pants, and Amy's body was moving against my shoulder in
such a way that I didn't have to look to know that she
was playing with herself, too. Me? I just had a hard-on
that could have punched through a bank vault door...
The second set was even hotter. Again, there were 24
pictures, and Valerie was making love to a woman. Or
maybe a girl...
The other girl was oriental, Japanese, by the look of
her, and *very* tiny. She couldn't have been more than
4'-9" or so, and might have weighed 90 pounds. Her
breasts were barely there - about the size of Amy's,
really - and her pussy devoid of hair. At first, I
thought she was 12 or so - the same as my older daughter.
But, closer looks at her face made me think she was
older, maybe Val's age. Something about her face, and the
way that her pussy looked shaved, as opposed to just
bare... I couldn't quite put my finger on it.
When we reached the end, Amy came around to the front of
the chair I was in, and knelt in front of me. Without a
word, she took my dick out, and engulfed it in her mouth,
bobbing up and down, and sucking with more vigor than
usual. I leaned back, and let her, needing the release
very badly, and slid my hand down Lisa's pants, gently
moving hers aside, to begin playing with my baby girl.
Amy was playing with herself, while she sucked me, and
from the sound and feel of things, coming often. She
sucked me until I'd come twice, and I'd made Lisa come
three times, with my fingers, before getting up to sit on
my other knee, and asking me to go to "Aunt Val's sexy
stories."
I did so - and, after the look of Lisa's lover, in the
second set of pics, I wasn't surprised to find that the
stories almost all involved a woman of Valerie's age,
making love with girls of 13 or 14 years of age.
The last story was plainly a fantasy - and just as
plainly, to me, based on reality.
It involved a 12 year-old girl named Rose (Val's middle
name) seducing her 20 year-old brother, Alan (*my* middle
name!), after he accidentally walked in on her nude in
the bathroom, one day.
I *remembered* that day! It had happened, or at least my
walking in on her nude, had. She'd taken a shower, and,
of course, closed the door. But, she'd turned on the heat
lamp, outside the shower, before she closed the door. The
bathroom was small, and the forced air from the heat lamp
was sufficient to hold the bathroom door, unlatched,
against the frame by simple air pressure.
She'd gotten out, toweled off, wrapping her hair in the
towel, and was looking in the cabinets for another towel
to wrap around herself, when she turned off the heat lamp
- and the door fell halfway open, without her noticing. I
came along, about that time, and seeing the door ajar,
assumed the bathroom was empty. I strolled in, to find my
little sister, her hair wrapped in a towel - and wearing
nothing else. She had turned, when I came in - and we
both stared, for a second, before I stammered an apology,
and backed out.
After that, it was fiction - well, except for the
erection that "Rose" noticed - *that* had been very real!
But, what "Rose" had done about that erection, in the
story - that was fiction.
Dammit!
Valerie had made no effort to cover herself, that day. I
remembered that, now. And it started me thinking...
About the time that Amy finished reading that one aloud,
Lisa slipped off my leg, and started blowing me - thank
God! Despite my having come in Amy's mouth twice, not
long before, I desperately needed the relief of another
orgasm, to calm my hard-on. I played with Amy's pussy,
and took her shirt off, to suck on her nipples, while
Lisa sucked my cock.
When it was over, and Lisa had resumed her seat on my
other leg (after necking with Amy, for a couple of
minutes, and letting her older sister lick the overflow
of my semen from her face), Amy asked a question that I'd
been hoping she'd ask.
"Daddy," Amy asked, "do you think Aunt Val likes girls my
age, too? Not just 13 or so, like in her stories? And
maybe even Lisa's age?"
I thought about it. There were the interests in "kids,"
and "teens." And there was a note from Valerie, on the
bottom of the page of links to stories, that said, "E-
mail me, and let me know what you think. If you like
these, I have some more stories - that are even kinkier!"
I thought that the probability of those stories involving
even younger girls was pretty damned high.
"I think that there's a very good chance of that, Amy." I
squeezed her breast, gently, and let my other hand slide
up to toy with one of Lisa's nipples. "A very good
chance."
"Do you think she might want to make love to us, and not
just you?" Amy asked.
"Probably, yes," I agreed. "I can't say for certain, of
course - but, probably."
"Daddy, I... don't be mad, Daddy - or you, Lisa - but I
think I'd like to do it with Aunt Val!" Lisa said.
"I'm not mad!" Lisa said. "I want to do it with her too!"
"Yes," I admitted. "I would, too. And I'm certainly not
mad, Amy."
"Could you invite her to come visit?" Amy asked, in a
small voice.
"Absolutely," I said. "Absolutely, honey!"
I did some other things, first, while the girls went off
to shower before bed. I wanted to know, for certain, that
my sister was interested in younger girls than those she
had written about, before she got here. The best way to
find out was subterfuge, so, I set about being sneaky.
First, I made a new e-mail account, in the same web
community where Val had the profile the girls had found,
claming to be a bit younger than I really was, and
joining many of the same interests as Valerie had, and a
few other sexually related ones, as well, to avoid
looking too perfect for her.
Then, I e-mailed her giving a critique of her stories,
and asking for some of the other, "kinkier" stories that
she had. And then I sat, and smoked a little of the pot I
keep around for special occasions, just to relax myself
some, and surfed the net a bit.
The girls came out, after a bit, and dragged me off to
bed - where they were very emphatic about showing their
arousal over the evening's revelations to me.
The next morning, after I got up, and while the girls
were still asleep, I checked the new e-mail account I'd
created. Sure enough, my sister had replied. And there
were three stories attached to her gracious thank you
note that she sent in response to my critique. I opened
them - and knew that what the girls wanted was very, very
possible.
The first story involved the gentle seduction, by a woman
Valerie's age, of an eleven year old girl. The second, a
sequel to the first, involved the two of them seducing an
eight year old neighbor girl.
And the third... the third had a note at the top, that
said this story was true. After reading it, I found
myself believing that it was true.
It was the story of Valerie's first time with another
girl, and I *knew* despite the name changes, exactly who
she was talking about.
According to the story, my sister was first seduced by
her babysitter at the age of eight. The babysitter, I
remembered, had been a pretty, if very shy, girl of 16,
the age I was, as well, when it happened. Val's
recollections were so very clear, that they sparked my
own - as it had happened in October of my sixteenth year,
on the night of the homecoming dance. My parents had gone
to some big, dad's-business-related-dinner-and-party,
that night, and since it was homecoming, they had gotten
a sitter for Valerie, rather than leave her with me.
And that sitter - whose real name, I remembered, was
Kelly - had seduced my little sister, in a fashion that
Val remembered as sweet, kind, gentle, and lots of fun.
I had a huge erection, again, when I was done reading,
and I went to see if the girls were awake. They were, and
were cuddling sweetly. I crawled in, naked, and things
very soon got very intense.
After breakfast, I had the girls read the stories that
Val had sent, and then asked if they still wanted me to
invite her to visit, with an eye to seducing her. The
answer was a resounding "Yes!"
So, after checking the time, and figuring that Valerie
would probably be both at home, and awake, I called her.
"Keith!" Valerie cried, on hearing my voice. "Hey, what's
happening?"
"Not much, Val," I said, struggling to sound relaxed.
"Just calling to see how you were."
We talked about family, and our respective jobs, for a
while, before I asked Val if she had any vacation time
coming.
"Got four weeks, yeah," Val said. "I haven't used any,
this year, so I've got it all. And this is the first year
I get four weeks."
Valerie was into computer programming, doing graphics for
video games, and was very well paid, and had a great
benefits package.
"Want to use a couple, and come visit?" I asked. "Been a
while since you were here. We could hit a couple of the
tourist places - the girls never get tired of the
amusement park, and it's just an hour away. I bet they'd
love to have you go with us."
"That sounds good," Valerie agreed. "I missed them, last
Christmas - damn, hard to believe it's been a year and a
half, since I saw you guys!"
She hung up, shortly after, and called her employer,
found out that taking off the next couple of weeks was
okay, and then called me back. I made her flight
arrangements for her, and she called the travel agency
I'd used, and paid with her credit card.
The girls were ecstatic, and I was barely less so. Val
was going to arrive Friday evening, which gave us three
days to clean the house - and plot her seduction.
***
Valerie arrived Friday evening, at about eight, thanks to
time differences, and we met her at the airport. After
some very tight hugs, and kissed cheeks, we picked up her
luggage, and headed home.
We didn't seduce her right away, having decided to wait
until after we went to the huge amusement park that was
an hour away, on Monday, to do so. Keeping our hands to
ourselves, for the three days between, turned out to be
impossible, as excited as the girls and I were - but, we
did limit ourselves very severely, having sex only very
late at night, after Valerie had gone to sleep, and early
in the morning, while she was in the shower. (Val had
loved long showers - 45 minutes or longer - since about
puberty, and we took advantage of that.)
Monday came, finally, and we went to the amusement park,
which regularly drew people from four or five states.
Mondays were very slow, even for a place this big, and
the four of us had a blast - and very gently, I set about
letting my sister know that I found her sexually
attractive.
By "gently," I mean "accidentally" - at least on the
surface. It was impossible not to get an erection, after
all, when she was pressed back into me, on some of the
rides.
The first time, it was a roller coaster. It was narrow
cars, and people sat one in front of the other. I got
into our car first, and Val got in front of me - and I
soon had that beautiful ass pressed hard against my
crotch, as the g-forces mounted. Of *course* I got a
hard-on!
And she didn't shy away from it, even wiggled against it,
a bit, "accidentally." The park had several coasters,
those being it's main draw, and I soon discovered that
Val's favorites - the ones she wanted to ride first, and
repeatedly - were the three that had narrow cars, and
single-file seating. And every time, she would sit in
front of me, and not shy away from my erection. She
wiggled against me, every time, as well, with various
degrees of subtlety.
By lunch time, I was pretty much constantly hard.
We rode everything, except the most banal of the kiddy
rides - and those, even Lisa wasn't interested in. And,
late in the day, I took the opportunity to take things
just a bit farther, in a way that wasn't quite
screamingly seductive - but wasn't all that subtle,
either.
This being middle-America, and river country, there was a
certain fascination with riverboats. And one of the more
popular "sedate" rides was a mock-up of a riverboat, that
took a long tour of a manufactured "river," complete with
animatronic dioramas depicting life on the river, at the
time of the riverboats' highest popularity.
And you didn't sit, on this one, as it was so very
sedate. Instead, people stood lined along the railings,
watching things go past.
It was cool, for August, and this late in the day (we got
on at sunset), the ride was very sparsely populated,
thanks to that coolness, and the fact that you had to
stand. This late in the day, most people didn't *want* to
stand - they'd spent enough time on their feet, already,
standing in line.
We were all dressed casually, of course. Valerie had worn
a pair of (delightfully) tight shorts, and a tank top.
The girls and I had all worn jeans and t-shirts. The
sunset breeze was cool, up on the top deck of the
"steamboat" we were on - and I saw Valerie shiver, about
a quarter of the way into the 15 minute ride.
"Chilly?" I asked, turning to her.
"A little," Val admitted. "Kind of cool, for August."
So, I stepped back from the rail, stepped up behind my
sister, and put my arms around her, pulling her back
against me. Our heights are fairly close, her being only
two inches shorter than me, and that put my erection
right up against her ass.
For just an instant, she stiffened, and I was afraid I'd
gone too far. Then, Val relaxed, and leaned back against
me, placing her hands over mine, where they were linked
across her flat tummy. She shifted her weight just a bit,
seemingly naturally, moving the cheeks of her ass against
my hard-on. She repeated that, several times, before the
ride ended.
We rode one more ride, the bumper cars, again, before the
four of us left. We stopped at a restroom, on the way
out, and Amy came out right after I did, before Valerie
and Lisa got out.
"Are you still going to try to seduce her, Daddy?" Amy
asked, quietly, when she came out.
"Yes, honey, I am," I assured her. "She's had her butt
against my erection a lot, today, and never shied away,
so I'm pretty sure it will work."
"Should Lisa and I still - ?"
"Yes, sweetheart," I said. "I think it will work, too."
"Oh, god, Daddy, I'm horny!" Amy said.
"Me, too, Amy," I assured my older daughter. "Me, too."
The ride home was nice, all of us talking and reliving
the day. We got home just after nine-thirty, and my
daughters promptly went to bed, claiming tiredness.
(Though I knew better - they wanted to make love!) After
they had hugged both me and my sister, they went off, and
Valerie and I sat in the living room, to talk some. I
fixed us both a glass of wine, and sat right next to my
sister, my leg brushing hers, after handing her a glass.
Casually, I dropped my arm across her shoulders, and
pulled her close. She came very willingly, and rested her
head on my shoulder.
"God, Keith, what a great day!" Val said, sipping her
wine.
"I know," I said. "Wish they could all be so much fun."
"I had forgotten how much fun hanging with you is,"
Valerie said, raising her face to kiss my cheek. "And the
girls - well, I hated that bitch you married, but I can
forgive it - because of the girls."
I chuckled, then, and squeezed Valerie closer, kissing
the top of her head, before relaxing my arm - and letting
my hand fall to her breast, fingers just grazing her
aureole. She didn't move away, at all, or make any sign
of displeasure, so, I sipped my wine, set down the glass,
on the end table next to me - and slid my fingers down,
to toy very frankly with her nipple, which was rock-hard
- almost as hard as my dick felt!
Val didn't say a word, just burrowed a little closer, and
sighed. I took that as assent, and slid my hand under her
breast, cupping it, and rolling her nipple between my
thumb and forefinger.
"Keith," Valerie said, a little breathlessly. "What are
you doing?"
"Fondling your breast, Val," I answered, sounding calm,
and reasonable.
"You probably shouldn't be," my sister said, the catch in
her voice telling me she didn't mean it.
"Why not?" I asked, in my most reasonable voice. "I can't
get you - I can't get *anybody* -- pregnant, Sis. And I
find you to be very sexy."
"Well, yeah," Val said. "I think you're pretty much a
hunk, too, Keith, but - "
"But what, Valerie?" I asked, when she stopped. "Sis, I
love you, and I want you. And... Valerie, I know. I found
your profile, rose_gone_wild, and I know."
Her head jerked up, then, and she stared in my eyes. "Did
you go to my homepage, Keith?"
"Yes," I said. "I did. And I read your story. About us.
About what I wish to Hell you'd done, that day, instead
of just dreamed - "
I couldn't go on, then - I couldn't talk, around her
mouth on mine, her tongue in my mouth, darting around my
own.
During the kiss, I slid my hands under her tank top,
cupping her bare breasts, enjoying immensely the feeling
of that firm flesh in my hands. She made no objection,
only pressed her breasts into my hands, and moaned into
my mouth. After a second, her hands went to work below my
waist, unbuttoning and unzipping my jeans, getting my
bare cock out, and beginning to stroke it with both
hands.
"Oh, god, Bro, I love you!" she said, when she pulled
away from the kiss.
"I love you too, little sister," I said, and started to
lean closer to kiss her.
But her face wasn't there - it was descending, and in
less than a second, my 24 year old sister had my cock in
her mouth, and was sucking me madly, and with a skill
that was simply incredible. She went deeper than either
of my daughters could, taking most of my seven inches
into her mouth, tonguing the head, sucking hard, and
generally giving me the best head I'd ever had, from a
full-grown woman.
In less than a minute, I was ready to come, and I told
her, to give her a chance to get it out of her mouth. She
didn't reply, only sucked harder, and increased her
tonguing of the head. I shot my semen into my little
sister's mouth, after just a second of that, and she
swallowed every drop, eagerly, continuing to suck even
after I came, milking every drop of semen from it, before
raising her head.
"Do you have *any* idea of how long I've wanted to do
that, Keith?" she asked, after she caught her breath.
I kissed her, and said, "Since you were about twelve, I'd
guess."
"No," Valerie corrected, surprising me severely. "More
like since I was eight!"
"Huh?!"
"Yes," Valerie said, and kissed me. "I ate my first pussy
when I was eight, Keith. And the girl... she was cool,
Keith. Older than me, and cool. When I asked questions,
she answered them. I asked what girls did with boys,
after the second time we were together, and she told me.
THAT is when I started wanting to blow you."
"Damn," I said. "Well, Sis - if there's anything else you
want to do - let's not wait sixteen years to do it,
okay?"
Val laughed, then sobered, and looked at me. After a
moment of searching my eyes, she said, "You knew already.
That I was eight, when I started having sex. Didn't you?"
"Yes, I did," I admitted. "I'm the one who e-mailed you,
last Monday night, asking for more stories."
"So... you know," Valerie said slowly. "That I like girls
of pretty much *all* ages, I mean."
"I know," I admitted. "But, we can talk about it later,
sweetheart. Right now... there's something I've
occasionally dreamed about doing, for the last twelve
years or so, and I want to do it!"
I kissed her, wiping the slightly worried look from my
sister's face, and then pulled off her tank top, and my
own shirt, kicking off my shoes as I did so. I then
stood, and shucked my pants, knelt next to Val, and began
pulling down her shorts, while she kicked off her
sneakers. There was a distinctively wet spot on the
crotch, I was flattered to see, and she wore no
underwear.
As soon as I got Valerie's pants off, I stood up, and
looked at her, where she sat, leaned back on the couch.
*Perfect!* I thought. And she was - to my eyes, at least.
Her breasts were right on the line between b- and c-cups
(I found out later that which size bra she wore depended
on manufacturer and cut), and her nipples a dark
tan/light brown, and very erect, slightly larger than
pencil erasers. Her belly was flat, and hard, a result of
lots of swimming, and some jogging and calisthenics. Her
waist was very small, making her slender hips look more
womanly. And her pussy... clean-shaven, very wet, and . .
. compact. I knew she'd be tight, despite the fact that
she was obviously no virgin.
After a moment, I knelt before my sister, gently spread
her legs, and leaned forward, kissing her pussy,
flickering my tongue over her labia, and up against her
erect clit. She tasted fine, not as sweet as my
daughters, but no sort of bad, either. Rich, and musky.
"Keith!" Val gasped, urgently. "The girls - "
"Sssh," I said. "It's okay, Val. They won't come out."
Then I leaned back in, and began eating my sister's pussy
in earnest.
Val was incredibly sensitive, and not exactly passive.
She writhed under my tongue and lips, held my head to
her, gasped my name, and the occasional little yelp of
approval. Three times, before I was willing to quit, my
sister grabbed a throw pillow, and held it to her own
mouth, to smother the cries that came with her orgasms.
Finally, I stopped eating her, and moved up to suck on
Valerie's nipples, lightly, while she calmed down after
that last orgasm.
"God, Keith!" Valerie said, after a time. "You eat pussy
as well as some girls, brother dear!"
"One more reason not to hate Jan," I said. (Jan being my
ex-wife.) "She wasn't shy about telling me what I was
doing right - or wrong - when I ate her."
Valerie pulled my head up, and kissed me, then, and
wrapped one hand around my cock, stroking lightly.
"I want you to make love to me, Keith," Val whispered
against my lips. "I want you to take me to the bedroom,
and put it in me right - "
Val gasped, then, as she got the better part of wish,
right there, on the couch. I didn't wait to take her to
the bedroom - I just shifted my hips, and moved forward,
sliding my dick into my sister's wet - and *incredibly
tight, damn near as tight as Amy's - pussy in a single
smooth motion.
"Oh, God!" Valerie near-whimpered. "Keith, the girls - !"
"Stop worrying," I breathed in her ear. "It's okay, Sis,
just stop worrying."
I moved then, turning Valerie on the couch, and pushing
her back, moving up on to the couch with her, and
beginning to pump my cock slowly in and out of her pussy.
Her long, slender legs wrapped around me, and her arms
went around my neck, as she began moving her hips in a
perfect counterpoint to my thrusts.
She kissed me, then, for a long moment, and in the middle
of the kiss, had her first orgasm with me inside her,
crying her excitement into my mouth, as she came.
"I love you, Keith," my sister whispered, when her mouth
finally let go of mine. "Oh, god, I love you!"
"I love you, too, Valerie," I answered, slowing my
thrusts, trying to hold off the orgasm I was so very
close to. "I love you, Sis!"
Valerie simply pressed her mouth to mine again, in
answer, and we kept moving. She came again, and again
cried her pleasure into my mouth. The flexing of her
tight pussy on my dick was pushing me closer to the edge,
and I picked up the pace of my thrusting again, Valerie
answering my increase in speed with her own, matching my
speed and rhythm without thought.
Valerie's orgasms came fast, after that, and in less than
a minute, the excitement of making love to my sister, of
her near-constant orgasms, and the incredible tightness
of this woman, caused me to begin coming myself. Val's
orgasms milked me dry, her cries into my mouth escaping,
as the shuddering of our orgasms broke our kisses.
After a long moment, Val shifted under me, wrapping her
legs more firmly around me, and holding me to her with a
strength that was surprising.
"Don't you dare pull out, Keith," she sighed in my ear.
"I've waited for 16 years to have you inside me - so
don't you *dare* pull out!"
"Wouldn't dream of it, Sis." I shifted, pulled her
closer, and slowly rolled us over, though, taking my
sister's weight on me happily. "But, this will be more
comfortable."
"Good point," Valerie said, and snuggled closer.
For a couple of minutes, we were silent, before Valerie
said, "Keith?"
"Yes, dear?"
"About those stories I sent you..." Valerie hesitated,
for a long moment. "Keith, I... I'm not a true pedophile,
I don't just do it with young girls. I just... I like
girls of all ages."
*So,* I thought, *she has had sex with younger girls.*
"That's okay, Valerie," I said, and kissed her. "I'm not
worried about it, okay?"
Long silence, finally broken by Val asking, "Why not,
Keith? I mean - well, why *aren't* you worried?"
"Because I'm not," I evaded. I was still hard, and, now
that I'd rested a bit, ready to go again. I rocked,
slightly, moving my cock inside my sister's pussy. "Now,
hush, Sis. Hush, and enjoy."
Val's eyes closed, and she shifted on top of me. "No
fair," she whispered. "I can't exactly think clearly
while you do that."
"That's okay," I answered, and moved again, beginning to
thrust up into my sister. "I don't think we really *need*
to think about this, do we?"
Valerie answered by shifting, and *flexing* her pussy,
before sighing against my lips, "No, I guess not, Bro!"
This time was slower, more gentle, the mad urgency of
years of repression abated some, and we both paid more
attention to little things. My hand found her breast, and
Val stretched up a little, to offer her nipple for
sucking. I didn't argue, just pulled it into my mouth,
and obliged her, until her first orgasm pulled her up
straight, and made her cry out her delight. She forgot to
make any effort to smother her cries, which were fairly
loud, this time.
After a while, several orgasms for her, and another big
one for me, we stopped again. Val snuggled down against
me, her lips moving against my throat as she sighed her
delight. After a few moments of this, she pushed herself
up a bit - just enough to look me in the eyes - and
spoke.
"Keith, really - I need to know something, and I really
need you not to dodge the question, this time, okay?"
I nodded, and moved my hands from my sister's delightful
ass up to the smooth curves at the small of her back.
"You know, from reading, and my admitting it, that while
I'm no pedophile, I have tendencies that way," Val said.
"You know I am interested in incest. You *have* to know
how beautiful your daughters are. But . . . you don't
seem at all worried about me trying to seduce them.
"Why not?"
I sighed, no unhappily, and said, "It will be easier to
show you, Sis. Let's get up."
Val stood up, and I got up after her. She started to
reach for her shorts, and a stopped her by simply taking
her hand, and tugging her towards the stairs. She
followed, after only the briefest of hesitations.
At the end of the upstairs hall, on the left, there was
light coming from the open door to Lisa's room. Putting
one finger to my lips, I led Val down the hall, and
peeked in the door, to see if things were happening like
they were supposed to be happening - and they were.
I pulled my sister forward, and stood her in the doorway,
so that she could see exactly what was happening. I
pressed up against her, so that she could feel my
erection, as well.
Amy was flat on her back, her legs spread, and pointed at
the door, so that her barely-mature (and VERY wet!)
twelve year-old pussy could be plainly seen. Lisa, just
as nude as Amy, was straddling Amy's face, risen up just
a bit, so that Amy's tongue, reaching up to her little
sister's baby pussy, was plainly visible, as it teased
the wet folds, parted them, and darted inside to tease
Lisa's clit.
This was the part that was slightly risky, and what I
expected to come next was *very* risky - but, I was
fairly sure it would all be okay.
Valerie whimpered, a sound of pure desire, and reached
behind herself to grab my dick. I moved closer to her,
reaching around to cup her breasts, and stroke her
nipples.
For a moment, Val just watched, and stroked my dick.
Then, her hand clamped on my dick almost painfully, as
she spasmed all over, from an orgasm. She bit her own
free hand, as she came, to keep from making a sound.
After her orgasm, my sister finally spoke.
"Oh, god, Keith!" Valerie whispered, in a shaky, lust-
filled voice. "How do you live here, knowing that those
two girls are doing that, and not try to join in?!"
Then, Val gasped, in fear, as she realized what she'd
just said. I took the plunge into high risk, and allayed
her fears - and shocked the Hell out of her - with my
answer.
"I don't," I said.
Val froze, then, for a moment, and turned her head
slightly, to address me - but her eyes remained fixed on
the sight of Amy making love to Lisa.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean that it wasn't me who found your profile,
online," I said, whispering right against my sister's
ear. "It was them. They were looking at the incest list,
searching for profiles of women, with pictures in the
profile. When they saw yours, they called me in. We
looked at it together.
"When we got to your homepage, I got so hot that first
Amy, then Lisa, had to blow me, to let me focus enough to
look at the rest of your page."
Val actually turned, then, and locked her eyes on mine,
her expression an odd mix of disbelief, shock, arousal,
and hope.
"You... You're telling me that those two little girls are
your lovers?"
"Yes," I answered, simply.
She stared, for a long moment, before asking, "Why are
you telling me?"
"Because, Sis," I said, pulling her closer, and kissing
her. "Because it was Amy who first suggested inviting you
here, and seducing you. Lisa and I agreed, right away!
But, It was Amy's idea."
"Are you telling me... Keith, do they *want me?!*"
Valerie asked.
"Yes, Sis," I said. "That's exactly what I'm telling you.
They want you, as much as I do!"
"How can we go in there?" Val asked, looking hopeful, and
insanely horny.
About that time, Lisa cried out, and Val turned to look
into the room, just as my baby girl pretty much *fell*
sideways, off of her sister's mouth, as her orgasm rocked
her world. Amy promptly moved to pick Lisa up, and cuddle
her.
Risky time was over. Time to play...
I moved in front of Valerie, took her hand, and tugged my
adult sister into my youngest daughter's room after me,
letting go of her hand once we were both all the way into
Lisa's room, and both girls had looked up from the kiss
they were sharing, and seen us both.
I moved over beside the bed, and bent to kiss them,
leaning across Lisa, cuddled in her sister's arms, to
kiss Amy, then pulling back to kiss Lisa, who was
wiggling out of her sister's arms, to sit on the edge of
the bed. As soon as I broke the kiss, Lisa, without a
word, looked right at Valerie, then took my cock in one
hand.
After a moment of looking into her aunt's eyes, Lisa
leaned forward, and wrapped her mouth around the head of
my cock, and began sucking. My eight year-old daughter's
head was bobbing up and down on my cock both farther and
faster than ever before, in her excitement, and in
seconds, I could feel my orgasm begin to build.
Valerie let out this little moaning shriek, as the orgasm
caused by the sight of my baby girl sucking my dick took
her by surprise, and leaned against the wall, for a
moment. Then, Amy spoke.
"Aunt Val?" Amy said, slow and shy. "Do you want to kiss
me?"
Val was on the bed so fast I barely saw her move,
kneeling in front of Amy, cupping my older daughter's -
my sister's older niece's - face in her hands, and
kissing her with the most screamingly sexual mix of
passion and tenderness I'd ever seen.
The kiss went on for almost a minute. After a few
seconds, Amy's hand came up to tentatively stroke her
aunt's breast, and that only increased the hungry
intensity of Valerie's kiss.
When she finally broke the kiss, Valerie said to Amy,
"Honey, I love you! And you are so beautiful!"
"I love you, too, Aunt Val," Amy answered, and ducked her
head to lick my sister's nipple. "And you're so pretty it
almost hurts!"
Valerie was too crazy with lust to wait any longer. She
gently tugged Amy slightly down the bed, and a little to
one side - the pushed my twelve year-old daughter's legs
apart, and shoved her face to Amy's pussy, beginning to
lick immediately.
Amy shrieked and came instantly, and Val . . . Val's
mouth was glued to Amy's pussy - but her eyes, hungry and
horny, were lifted, and turned to watch my cock
disappearing into Lisa's tiny little mouth.
It was too much. My sister, eating my twelve year-old's
pussy, frantically. My eight year-old, her mouth wrapped
around my cock, bobbing up and down with a nearly
desperate speed, the suction she was applying making me
feel almost hollow - I started coming.
I grabbed the back of Lisa's head, for the very first
time, pulling her down just a bit on my dick, and
shooting a larger load than what *should* have been
possible into my baby girl's mouth, as both her twelve
year-old sister and her adult aunt shrieked their own
orgasms, Val's shriek muffled by Amy's pussy.
Lisa sucked, and swallowed, not objecting at all to my
hand on the back of her head, and I just kept coming,
knowing that this was just the start of the best night of
my life.
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This archive does not condone child abuse, we also do not
censor authors. 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.
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