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Family Love
by wyspr26 (wyspr26@hotmail.com)

***

This story is about a family started by one man and 
spans generations. 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...

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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.
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