A FANTACY

Maile's Bedtime Princess Story

Late in the evening Maile asked me to read her a bedtime story, as she
brought me a small stack of childrens books. "I wanna read the one
about
the princess!" she said with a big bright smile.

"Sure sweetie, but why don't I tell you a special story about another
princess instead?" She liked that, so we climbed onto the couch
together.

"Since this is a very special story, we have to take our clothes off totell it. Come on, it'll be fun!"

"Okay!" she said, stripping off her teeshirt and panties and standing
there naked. I caught my breath at the sight of the naked six-year-old
girl and felt my pulse quicken, my cock thickening in my jeans. I slid
my
jeans down quickly and my erection continued to rise.

I lifted my cute little waif up onto my lap and parted her legs to let
my
rapidly-stiffening cock stick up between her babyfat thighs.

"Oh no! Your penis is all hard Uncle Kurt!" she exclaimed with
surprise,
pointing between her legs as she settled herself into my lap, sitting
more
or less on my lower tummy.

"Yes, it sure is... here, put your legs together sweetie..." I groaned
as
her warm inner thigh flesh wrapped snugly around my cock, grunting as I
thrusted up and down slightly. "It's moving!" she giggled.

"Yes, here, wait, ungh... let me put some of this oil on..." I said
breathlessly, reaching for the suntan oil on the sofa end table. I
squirted a liberal blotch right on top of my cock and groaned as I felt
the cool slippery liquid trickle down my shaft. I splashed a little
extra
on Maile's bald little pussy slit and then rubbed it in gently.

A few more slow thrusts up and down and my cock was completely oiled,
trapped neatly between Maile's soft thighs, the glistening purple tip
appearing just beneath Maile's tiny pussy slit. I had to stop humping
or
else I'd ejaculate in seconds, being so turned on by this little baby
girl
in my lap!

"Tell me the story!" she said eagerly, as my heavy breathing returned
somewhat to normal. My cock was still amazingly stiff between Maile's
bare
thighs, but as long as I didn't move it too much, it would be fine.

"Okay, this story is about a beautiful princess named ... Princess
Arina."
I began to weave my tale about a darling little princess who lived in a
faraway country with her parents, the King and the Queen, and one day
she
went down into the village for the first time.

"How old was she?" asked Maile innocently.

"Princess Arina was only six years old, just like you sweetie." I said,
pushing my cock up just slightly. Maile gazed down at the swollen tip
poking up between her oily legs, right next to her bald pussy. I patted
her bare pussy gently and added "Princess Arina had a lovely little
girl
coochie, just like yours sweetie, no hair or anything, perfectly cute
too..." Maile smiled at this.

"When Princess Arina went to the village for the first time, her maid
took
her to a special house where all the people went to take their bath
every
day, since they only had one house with hot water." Maile nodded and I
saw
her gaze become distant as she envisioned a place where everyone took
their baths together.

"Inside the hot bath building it was all steamy, and there were lots of
people all walking around, and none of them had any clothes on.
Princess
Arina had to take all her clothing off at the door too, because that
was
the rule, nobody could have any clothing on inside the bath area."

"Did her maid have to take all her clothes off too?"

"Oh yes sweetie, of course! Everybody had to take their clothes off at
the
bath house, especially the maids, since they had to give people their
baths and they didn't want to get their clothes wet!" Mailed nodded, as
this made sense to her.

"Well, inside the hot bath place, Princess Arina was amazed to find
that
all of the men had erections already, every single one of them!"

"What's an 'erection?'" asked Maile, puzzled.

"This sweetie..." I thrust my cock up between her oiled thighs,
grunting
lightly. "Their penises were hard!" I explained.

"Oh... there thingys were hard?" she asked innocently.

"Yes, when a man's penis gets hard, it's called an 'erection,' but you
can
call it a boner if you want," I added.

"My big brother calls it a 'boner' sometimes..." she said matter-of-factly.

"Anyway, all the men in the hot bath building had giant boners," I
continued. "Princess Arina laughed because they looked so funny walking
around all sticking out straight like that, waving in the air." I waved
my
arm in front of us and Maile giggled as she pictured the scene.

"At first Princess Arina thought all the men were funny and justlaughed."

"But then Princess Arina remembered what her daddy had taught her about
erections, something very important that her daddy said she should
never
ever, ever forget about erections." I looked right into Maile's big
brown
eyes.

"What!?" said Maile impatiently.

"Well, Princess Arina's daddy taught her that whenever she sees an
erection, she should go talk with the man and ask him if he needs help
making his erection feel better."

"Did her daddy get erections too?"

"Oh all the time, and in fact Princess Arina loved rubbing her daddy's
big
erection to help him feel better, since she loved her daddy so much and
knew how good it felt for him."

"Really?"

"Yep, she sure did, and you know how she liked to rub her daddy's penisthe best?" Maile shook her head.

"Just like this," I said, gesturing down to her lap and thrusting my
stiff
cock up and down some more in the velvety channel between Maile's soft
thighs, grunting quietly at the sensations.

"Between Princess Arina's legs?" asked Maile, frowning at me.

"Yep, that was the favorite way for Princess Arina to make her daddy
feel
better... honest!"

Maile seemed to accept that so I continued. "When Princess Arina
remembered how it was her job to help penises feel better, she started
talking to one of the men, a redhead man who had a very, very long
erection, longer than any erection Princess Arina had ever seen
before,"
I said, thrusting my penis up and down a few times to emphasize my
point.

"Was it longer than your penis?" asked Maile innocently, glancing down
at
my slowly-pumping cock jammed up between her oily thighs.

"Oh yes, the man's penis was THIS long," I said, gesturing to a point
in
space maybe a foot beyond the tip of my own cock, right in front of
Maile's bare chest.

"THAT LONG??" she asked incredulously, big wide eyes staring at me inalarm and surprise.

"Yes indeed it was, because remember, back in the olden times when they
had kings and queens and princesses, men's penises grew a lot longer,
just
like their hair grew longer, remember?" The day before we had just
watched
a video about olden-day people and the men all had long hair, so this
made
sense to Maile.

"Princess Arina asked the nice man if he needed help with his erection
and
he told the pretty little princess that he really did need help."

"Princess Arina said 'I'll help you!' and the man was very happy and
had
a big smile on his face. He picked up Princess Arina and set her right
down on his tummy, just like this, and put her legs around his great
big
erection, just like you're doing for me here," I said, thrusting some
more, feeling my balls churn and squirm around inside my scrotum.

"But the man's penis was so long, it reached up and bumped Princess
Arina's chin, and she giggled because it tickled her." I held my thumb
up
in front of Maile and swayed my hand back and forth to mimic the
enormously long cock in my story. Maile watched as my thumb swayed back
and forth and I bumped her chin with it a few times, making Maile
giggle.

"Bump, bump, bump, just like that," I said, still humping my hips, now
gradually starting to build up my tempo, thrusting up and down
rhythmically.

"So what did Princess Arina do?" asked Maile.

"Well, she remembered how her daddy taught her that penises like to be
held inside little girls mouths too," I continued. Maile squealed with
surprise at the thought, clapping one hand over her mouth as if to
prevent
the imaginary penis from going inside. I swayed my thumb over towards
her
mouth and bumped the back of her fingers, watching her wide eyes
staring
at my invading thumb.

"Go ahead, open up Princess Arina, open your pretty mouth," I whispered
to
Maile, tapping my thumb on her chin. Reluctantly Maile took her hand
off
her mouth and opened up her lips just a little bit.

"Wider sweetie, open up... remember, the man's big penis is VERY thick,
very swollen, very tender, so open wide..." I said, speeding up my hips
as
my thumb touched the child's lower lip, pushing its way into her mouth.

Maile opened her little pouty lips fully and I slid my thumb into her
hot
mouth, angling it to reach into the back of her mouth. My other fingers
rested against her far cheek. I groaned as I humped her thighs, and
with
my hand I drew her pretty little face to mine and kissed her near cheek
and whispered into her ear.

"And that's how Princess Arina made the man's penis feel good, by
sucking
and licking on the end of it, while she held it between her legs like
this." My cock was pistoning up and down rapidly, the sperm starting to
boil in my balls as I neared the end of my story.

Lowering my voice even further I asked Maile in a tiny little whisper.
"Suck on my thumb Princess Maile, lick it with your little tongue, suck
it
and pretend you're Princess Arina and you're making a great big penis
feel
better..."

My voice trailed off into a groan as I felt Maile's warm sticky tongue
working over my thumb, her eyes turning to meet mine, an unsure little
girl seeking approval.

"Oh yes, that's the way sweetie..." I grunted as my cock slid back and
forth, up and down, the purple head just an intermittent blur as it
popped
into view again and again beneath Maile's pussy, then suddenly it
happened.

With both arms I grabbed Maile as tightly as I could, hugging her tiny
frame to my chest, drawing her head firmly against my shoulder. I felt
Maile sucking on my thumb, struggling slightly to get comfortable, and
my
stiff cock begain shooting off between her legs. I felt sperm spraying
out, felt a splatter on my forearm, saw droplets appear on Maile's
cheek,
right in front of my face. My vision blacked out as I came, thick bolts
of
molten seed spraying all over my darling little girl as I gripped her
tightly to my thrashing, humping body.

Minutes later I opened my eyes. I could still feel Maile sucking gently
and contentedly on my thumb. Down in her lap I could barely see her
baby
pussy, there was so much oil and sperm sprayed everywhere, a thick
layer
splattered up her belly. I could not remember a time when I had come so
powerfully! As my wilting cock drew back between Maile's warm thighs, a
thick droplet of white sperm oozed from the tip and clung to the her
tiny  hairless vulva.

Beach Fun

Jim Thorpe lay back on his beach  towel  and  surveyed  the
scene before him.  Sparkling  blue  water  rippled  in  the
dazzling sunlight, golden rays bouncing  off  of  the  wave
crests to reflect back  into  his  blue  eyes.   He  sighed
heavily; he was in heaven.  The sounds of children  playing
all around him in the sand filled his ears and sparked  his
brain.  Surreptitiously he let  his  gaze  float  over  the
closest little kids playing nearby with a bucket and  sand.
Two little girls, both no more than six years old, crouched
on the sand dumping shovelfuls of the grainy stuff into the
bucket.  Their one-piece  swimming  suits  clung  to  their
shapeless  bodies  tightly,   molding   their   undeveloped
shoulders and hips and behinds.

Jim Thorpe took this sight into his mind and  relished  it.
You see, Jim Thorpe just loved little girls.  He liked them
especially from the ages of 5 up through 12 years  of  age.
He loved looking at them, he  loved  being  near  them,  he
loved fantasizing about them.  Jim Thorpe was also 35 years
old.

Jim was in heaven because his wife had  gotten  a  migraine
headache this morning and said that she wouldn't be able to
go down to the beach with him and their daughter, Jennifer.
Secretly, Jim thanked his lucky stars  for  that.   Now  he
could lay here on the beach and watch all the  cute  little
girls running around and playing on the sand.  And his wife
wouldn't be there to wonder what he was looking at.

Jim was 35 years old but he was a much younger-looking man.
He had a muscular, lean body  that  he  liked  to  keep  in
shape.  He had short cut dark blonde hair  and  a  ruggedly
handsome face.

His chest was broad and though he lacked  hair  on  it  his
muscles more than made up for it.  He was wearing a pair of
loose-fitting  dark-blue-with-black-stripes  swim   trunks,
with the legs of the trunks  running  down  to  his  knees.
Almost like shorts.  He had purposefully  picked  these  to
wear because he didn't want anyone to notice  his  erection
as he watched the pretty swimming-suit clad girls run by.

He looked out towards the water now and squinted  into  the
glaring sunlight at the  bathers  out  in  the  clear  blue
water.  He tried to find his daughter among the  crowd  but
she was lost in the multitudes.  Funny thing,  even  though
Jim loved little girls he had never had  a  sexual  thought
concerning his daughter.  Perhaps it was the stigma of  the
I-word--Incest!  He didn't know.  Another  thing  was  that
Jim had never touched another little girl, even though  the
very idea of it was fuel for his masturbation fantasies.

Jim took another peek at the two six-year-olds playing with
the bucket and shovel, noting that the one girl was now  on
her knees in the sand and her tiny buttocks  were  pointing
right at him.  He could see where her one-piece  suit  rode
up slightly into the crack of her butt.  He closed his eyes
and imagined that he was behind her, his hand  cupping  the
child's round butt cheeks and squeezing them.  As the child
played, his hand slipped in between her thighs in the  back
and proceeded to trace a path along  her  swimsuit  crotch,
playing over top of her covered mound.

His finger was just about to slip  underneath  the  elasticlegband of her suit when he heard----

"Daddy!  Hand me my towel, will you please?  It's cold onceyou get out of the water!"

Jim opened his eyes to see  his  daughter  standing  before
him, dripping wet, arms hugging her tight  little  body  as
she stood there shivering in the sun.  Jim reached  to  the
side and grabbed her beach  towel  and  handed  it  to  his
daughter.

"Thanks, dad!  Were you falling  asleep?"   Jennifer  asked
her father as she wrapped the towel  around  her  shoulders
and closed it in front of her.

"Nah, just daydreaming, honey," Jim answered her.  Lucky he
had on the  loose  swim  trunks,  he  thought  to  himself.
Wouldn't look too good for his daughter to see her old  dad
sporting an erection now would it!

Jennifer Thorpe was eight years old going on  nine.   Well,
nine in three months,  anyway.   She  liked  to  be  called
Jenny, and her parents only called her Jennifer  when  they
were angry with her or wanted to impart something of  major
importance to her.  Jenny was a very  pretty  little  girl,
with dark blonde hair like her father's.  She usually  kept
it shoulder length and today her mom had  tied  it  into  a
ponytail in the back of her head in order to go swimming.

Jenny was wearing a two-piece swimsuit.  It was  pink  with
pink-and-white  daisies  on  it.   The  top  part   was   a
halter-top type, with strings going  around  her  neck  and
tying in the back.  The bottoms were bikini style with  the
elastic waistband a few inches below her belly button.

Jenny had pretty blue eyes and a smile that could melt yourheart.

Jenny walked over to her blanket on the sand and  sat  down
on it crosslegged.  She was warming up now  and  the  sun's
hot rays were beating down on her.  She unwrapped the beach
towel from around her body and dried off her legs and  face
with it.  She set the towel aside and rummaged through  her
carryall bag and brought out the bottle of tanning  lotion.
Jenny wanted to get a nice tan before they had to  go  back
home after their vacation.

She looked over at her  father  sitting  forwards  now  and
looking around at all the people.  Jenny really  loved  her
father and thought he was very good-looking.   Compared  to
the other girls' fathers back home, anyway.

"Daddy, will you please rub this  tanning  lotion  on  me?"she asked her father.

Jim was startled out of yet another fantasy and  he  turned
to look at his young daughter sitting on the towel next  to
him.

"What?  Oh, yeah, sure,  honey!   I'll  do  it,"  he  said,
taking the bottle of lotion from her and turning around  on
his own towel to face her.

Jenny had unfolded her legs and had stuck them straight outnow.  Jim got onto his knees and knelt in the soft sand.

"Lean forwards a little, honey, so  I  can  get  your  backfirst," he told his daughter.

Jenny leaned forwards and reached behind her and moved  her
ponytail out of the way.  Jim squirted some lotion onto his
hand and rubbed both his hands together to  make  them  wet
with the lotion.  He  placed  his  hands  on  each  of  his
daughter's shoulders and began to work the  tanning  lotion
into her skin.  He slid his  slick  hands  onto  her  back,
smoothing the lotion out  over  her  shoulder  blades.   He
moved his hands down her back, over the knot where her suit
top was tied.  He lifted the knot up and spread some lotion
underneath it.  He slid his hands  down  her  smooth  back,
feeling how incredibly smooth  and  supple  his  daughter's
skin was.

As he swept down her back smoothing out the tanning lotion,
his  eyes  swept  downwards.   His  gaze  fell   upon   his
daughter's swimsuit bottoms in the back, right at  the  top
of her butt.  He could see the two  halves  molded  by  her
pink swimsuit bottoms.   They  jutted  out  nicely  as  she
leaned forwards.  Jim cleared his head and shook away those
thoughts.  This was his daughter, for crying out loud!

He swept his lotion-covered hands down Jenny's back and  as
he rubbed the lotion into her lower back, his hands brushed
against the elastic waistband of her  swimsuit  bottoms  in
the back.

"Okay, Jenny, all done in  the  back!   Sit  back  up  now,honey!"  he said, and his daughter straightened up again.

He squirted more lotion  into  his  hand  and  rubbed  them
together again.  He  started  slicking  down  Jenny's  arm,
lifting it up and holding it out from her body  as  he  did
so.  Her upper arm felt so soft and silky to his  hands  as
he worked the lotion over it.  God, did all  little  girl's
skin feel like this?  It felt incredible!

When he was done with that  arm  Jim  lifted  his  body  up
somewhat and stretched across his daughter to do her  other
arm.  When that was done Jim went back down on his knees.

"I guess I'll do your  legs  next,  Jenny,"  he  said,  andsquirted more lotion into his hands.

After he slicked both hands up,  he  started  applying  the
tanning lotion to his daughter's legs.   He  started  right
above her knee.  For some reason he didn't want to get near
Jenny's swimsuit crotch.  He applied the  lotion  from  her
knee on down to her ankles.  Then he did the other one.

"Daddy, what about my upper legs?  I don't want them to getburned!"  Jenny said, eyeing her father.

"Uh, okay, honey, I'll do them, too!"

Jim applied more lotion to his hand and placed his hands on
his daughter's  lower  thigh.   As  he  slicked  his  hands
upwards along her thigh, he marveled at the softness of her
skin there.

As he neared  her  swimsuit  crotch  he  swiped  his  hands
quickly around her thigh where her  leg  came  out  of  the
swimsuit leg opening.  Then he did the other  thigh,  doing
the same  thing  and  not  getting  near  or  touching  his
daughter's swimsuit crotch.

"But Daddy,"  Jenny  said,  "what  about  my  legs  on  theinsides?  You have to get them, too!"

Jim sighed and applied more lotion  to  his  hands.   Jenny
spread her legs apart in order to allow her  daddy  to  rub
the lotion onto the insides of her legs.  When Jim  started
applying the tanning lotion to his daughter's inside thighs
he thought he would die!  His cock was now starting to grow
erect in his loose swim trunks.

He couldn't believe how good his daughter's body fet to himas he rubbed lotion all over it.

His hands smoothed out the lotion along the insides of  her
thighs.  Jenny's legs seemed to be spreading wider apart as
he did this  and  his  eyes  were  drawn  to  her  swimsuit
bottoms.  He could see the  crotch  of  her  pink  swimsuit
bottoms and swore that he could make out the fleshy lips of
her little slit.  His cock started pounding now, growng  to
its full seven inches inside his  trunks.   He  rubbed  his
hands dangerously close to Jenny's crotch now,  and  as  he
lost all inhibitions now he even  let  his  knuckles  brush
against his daughter's mound through her swimsuit.

This was crazy!  Jim thought to himself.  What am I  doing?
I'm trying to feel up my own eight-year-old  daughter!   In
public, yet!  And on that reminder, Jim looked  around  him
quickly but saw no one near them  that  was  even  remotely
interested in what he was doing.

"Okay, Jenny, that's done!  I guess that leaves your  upperchest and your tummy!"

Jim worked some  more  lotion  into  his  hands  and  began
massaging it into his daughter's  upper  chest,  above  her
swimsuit halter top.   As  his  fingers  worked  the  slick
lotion into her  skin,  his  fingertips  brushed  over  the
material of her swimsuit top and once  or  twice  his  ring
finger and pinky would slide beneath the  pink  top,  going
underneath.  Jim wasn't  sure  if  he  was  near  her  tiny
nipples, but he did notice that suddenly  two  little  tiny
points appeared poking up from underneath her top.  Had  he
brushed over them?  Or was his young daughter just reacting
to the sensual massage and rubbing by her father?

Then he started on her tummy.  If he thought her  legs  and
thighs and arms felt smooth he was in for a shock  when  he
felt his daughter's tummy.

As his hands glided  over  her  flat  tummy,  Jim  got  the
sensation of running his hands over a cloud,  or  at  least
imagining what a cloud would feel like if you  could  touch
one.

Jenny giggled a little when he smoothed the lotion over her
hips on the side--she was ticklish  there.   Jim  felt  the
elastic waistband of Jenny's swimsuit bottoms brush against
his pinky fingers as  he  neared  her  belly  button.   Jim
looked up at his daughter's face.  She had her eyes closed,
as if asleep.

"Jenny, honey, why don't you lie down on the towel?"

Jim had come  to  the  edge  of  the  precipice  and  stoodthere--and then decided to take the dive.

Jenny lay down on her back, her eyes  still  closed.   When
her father had been rubbing the lotion into  her  body  she
had begun to feel warm and tingly  all  over.   His  strong
hands just felt so nice rubbing on her skin.

Jim glanced around him again and  noted  that  no  one  was
looking his way.  In fact,  it  seemed  that  most  of  the
people around him had gone into the water.

Jim began applying more lotion  to  his  daughter's  tummy,
drawing nearer and nearer to  her  swimsuit  bottoms'  top.
His fingers met with  the  elastic  waistband.   His  hands
already slick with  the  lotion,  they  slid  quite  easily
uderneath Jenny's swimsuit  bottoms'  top.   Jim  felt  the
incredible softness of his daughter's pubic  pad.   As  his
hand dipped lower into her swimsuit bottoms he  could  feel
the hard pubic bone that led down into the vagina itself.

Jim looked up at his daughter's face but she still had  her
eyes closed.  She was letting him do this to her.  She  was
okay with it.

Jim snaked his hand down  deeper  inside  Jenny's  swimsuit
bottoms, until his fingertips suddenly felt the twin halves
of her fleshy labia.

He was touching his daughter's hairless cunny!  Her  littleslit!  God, it felt so incredibly soft!

His middle finger separated the halves of her slit, opening
them up.  His fingers were coated with tanning lotion so as
he fondled and probed Jenny's cunnylips  his  fingers  were
not too rough on her smooth, babysoft genitals.

Jim was hunched over his prone  daughter  while  he  played
inside her swimsuit  bottoms.   His  aching  cock  throbbed
hotly inside his loose trunks.  As his  fingers  manpulated
Jenny's sexual  organs,  he  suddenly  felt  a  small  hand
squeeze his erection through his trunks.  He looked down to
see Jenny, his daughter, using her hand to squeeze his cock
through his trunks.  Her eyes were still closed and she was
obviously enjoying what he was doing  to  her  cunny.   Jim
looked around him again and still no one was watching them.

Jim began to  massage  and  rub  Jenny's  slit  fully  now,
running his middle finger up and down her puffy labia.   He
searched for and found her immature little clit and when he
touched it his daughter jumped,  and  she  made  a  gasping
sound.  He continued to stroke her clit and rub her slit up
and down.  Suddenly, he felt his daughter's small hand slip
down inside his  loose  trunks  and  grab  a  hold  of  his
seven-inch-cock!  She was  squeezing  it  inside  his  swim
trunks!  As father masturbated daughter,  daughter  stroked
father's cock.

Jim's middle finger slipped down further underneath Jenny's
swimsuit bottoms and found the entrance to  her  cunnyhole.
His slick finger slipped inside the entranceway easily  and
he began to slowly slide the digit in and  out  of  Jenny's
cunnyhole.   Jenny's  hand  increased  the  speed  of   the
masturbation of her father's cock.

Jim diddled his daughter's little sensitive clit again  and
he felt her whole  body  stiffen  and  knew  that  she  was
experiencing her first orgasm!

She relaxed again and her hand continued stroking his cock.

Jim removed his hand  from  Jenny's  swimsuit  bottoms  and
knelt there hunched over as she continued jacking him  off.
Jim could feel his orgasm building and  on  his  daughter's
downstroke he erupted, shooting his seed into the front  of
his swim trunks.  As the last spurt shot out of  his  cock,
Jenny released her father's erection and  pulled  her  hand
out of his swim trunks.

She opened her eyes and father and daughter locked  stares.
Not a word was spoken.  But a signal passed between the two
of them.  A silent signal.

Father and daughter were bonded together.

My Mother

Chapter One - Mother

As my mother bent over, her huge, milky white tits filled the front of her
nightdress and, at the rear, her asscheeks split open revealing her hairy
pussy. I guess she was too dumb to realise what she was showing me and
too dumb to realise that although I was only just twelve I was as horny
as a dog and gagging for my first taste of pussy - hers or anyone else's.

Up until then I'd been interested in trying to catch a glimpse of my
sister's fourteen-year-old pussy but she was smarter than my mom and
knew what I was up to. Whenever she caught me creeping round trying
to sneak a peek she'd tell me to fuck off in no uncertain terms. That was
that then. 'Course, I was still able to snitch the odd pair of her panties
out of the laundry basket for a quick sniff, but they didn't do much for
me.

I guess I could have looked at all the pussy in my collection of Hustlers
and Playboys but after a few flick throughs I'd got weary of those
whores and wanted the real thing.

This glimpse of mom's pussy was just terrific. I think then and there I
decided to pork it. Fuck knows how, but I would.

I guess I'm abnormal. Even amongst my pervy crew at school they
thought I was sick for wanting to pork my old lady and, naturally, I
became known as 'mother-fucker'. 'Course, I'd sooner fuck THEIR
mothers, but, like I said, I was so horny at twelve I'd take any pussy I
could get.

Trouble was, how was I going to get the dumb fuck to let me pork her? I
had only one advantage - I was smarter than she was. Mother and I had
never really got along. Tanya, my elder sister, was the apple of her eye
and I was just a crude punk as far as she was concerned. Step one of the
operation then was to get into mommy's good books.

Yeah, I straightened up my act, cleaned my room, helped with chores,
even spoke to her. She was gobsmacked. I heard her telling my old man
that, "Kevin must have a girlfriend." A girlfriend? Fuck! No girl would go
near me with my reputation.

Step Two involved much present buying (ok, stealing) and general
flattery on my part. "Oh fuck mom, don't you look nice - is that a new
hairdo?" - Ok, I even left out the 'fuck'. She was so relieved to see me
back in the bosom of the family that she bent over backwards to be nice
to me too.

Step Three. "Mom, I'd really like to take you out on a date - just you and
me." The old cow was charmed by the idea and much mirth was had by
dad and Tanya too - fuckers.

Step Four. I chose a diner on the edge of town so none of my friends
would see me. Mom had dressed up nice for the occasion and although it
was nothing sexy, it did show off those fat boobs nicely - boobs that I
was sure to be squeezing soon.

Step Five. Romantic Film. Carefully chosen to have a bit of passion too.
Not a patch on a good porn flick though.

Step Six. Ask mom to drive us to a romantic quiet spot so we can look at
the moon. The dumb fuck is charmed even more and saying she can't
remember being out on such a lovely date. The old man never gets off the
couch anymore except to get another beer.

Step Seven. Good, the place is deserted. We sit in the car in silence.
Mom's probably thinking dumb thoughts to herself but I'm copping a
view down the gap in her blouse at the top of those mammeries. Here
goes!

I reach over and put my arm round her shoulder. She turns to me with an
affectionate smile. Too late she realises I'm zooming in with mouth open.
Confused she doesn't have time to react except to turn her head a little as
my lips make contact with her face. I missed her lips but that doesn't
matter - I head for her ear with my tongue instead. She's kinda struggling
slightly but my arm round her shoulders has a tight grip and my other
hand's up, copping a feel of her jugs.

"John, John, what're you doing?" she's trying to say, but by now it's
fairly fucking obvious.

"Oh mom, mom!" I moan, acting like I'm in the throes of passion.

"No, no," she's saying, getting a little panicky, like she's stepped into the
wrong movie.

I'm getting to salivate a lot over her ear and neck now and although she's
trying to bat it away I'm getting a good feel of her tits which is genuinely
making me feel horny now. Eventually though I have to give up -
otherwise I'd have to rape the old cow and what fun would that be?

I hang my head in shame and look suitably contrite. After she's over the
shock of my fumblings she's back in control again and starts to speak:

"Oh John, what on Earth did you think you were up to?"

"I'm sorry mom," I say in a suitably sorrowful voice. "I dunno what came
over me."

"Well, let's say no more about it then."

Fuck - that's no good.

"No - I'm so sorry - it's just that I get these urges and you're such a
beautiful woman," I say quickly.

She responds well to 'beautiful woman'.

"Oh John, I understand, but you're only twelve. You've got a lot of
growing up to do before you learn to control those feelings."

Who wants to control them?

"Uh yeah, I guess so. I guess you hate me kissing you like that?"

Now it's her turn to look uncomfortable.

"No, no darling. It's not that at all. It's just that it's... it's...
inappropriate."

Inappropriate! Christ! Not as inappropriate as something I just thought
of! I try a little sob and like magic, her arm is round ME now.

"Shhh, shhh," she says.

"I wish I could die," I sob. I should get an Oscar.

"Come, come," she says, her little boy back in her arms for once.

I bury my head in her tits. Mmmm. She strokes my head. Now's the
time. Inhaling that sweet scent I go for....

Step Eight. I unfold from her arms, look her straight in the eye, wipe an
imaginary tear from mine then say: "Oh mom, you're so cool."

She smiles, flattered down to her in-growing toenails.

"Let me kiss you. Let me kiss you properly."

She closes her eyes and puckers up.

I kiss her, modestly, on the lips, but, as I hoped, the earlier action has got
her wound up and her heart is beating rapidly. The kiss goes on for a few
seconds longer than any filial kiss ever should and in those seconds lies
my triumph. 'She's mine,' I think, but like the cautious angler reeling in his
champion catch there is still more work to be done.

I initiate the parting and a new look travels between mother and son.
That of equals, conspirators who share a common secret. She looks
slightly guiltily at me but smiles nonetheless. No one has paid her a
compliment in years and so she must take happiness where she can.

"C'mon," she says, still grinning. "We'd better be getting back or what
will they be thinking!"

Yeah, what will they be thinking. Certainly not that mom's dangerously
close to getting porked by some incestuous cock.

"Yeah," I agree, but making no attempt to move away from her. "I guess
we had."

I drop my hand on her thigh and she doesn't move either. She's gazing at
me, exploring my face as though seeing me for the first time.

"Oh John, you're so handsome. I guess I haven't noticed how
good-looking you're becoming. Just like your father."

My father? Spare me please - I'd sooner top myself now rather than end
up looking like that fat bastard!

Is it time? Is it time for Step Nine? Yes, of course it is.

I lean forward until our lips are almost brushing and this time it's she who
cannot resist - even when I let my lips hang slightly loose and our
tongues touch. I'd only ever done tongue-touching before with a kid in
my class who I had to beat up afterwards in case he was a poof - it was
nothing like this. This was electric and I almost lost control, but I still
hadn't reached Step 10.

This time there was no resistance to my exploring fingers. She was like
putty. Nah, not like putty; like a generous helping of something soft,
warm and silky smooth. There was no resistance as my tongue explored
more of her mouth and my fingers clumsily undid her buttons. Christ, she
even helped me by undoing her own bra strap so I could get a better feel
of her tits. The fat nipples at the ends were rigid and I flicked them with
my fingers, enjoying their rubbery quality. Of course, getting my cock in
her cunt was still my main objective but I felt that at Step 10 there would
be no more obstacles.

When I put my mouth to those little goodies she began to moan. I'd had
no practice at this, except from flicking my tongue over the cock of the
guy at school - you know, the one I beat up. I seemed to be getting the
same response from her as I did from him though.

She was muttering, "I mustn't, I mustn't," but I knew she was too far
gone to stop now. I bet you that if I'd slipped my hand under her skirt
right now I would have found a slippery mess. It isn't every day your
son goes down on your nips.

I lost control a bit then. My hard-on was aching for release from my
pants and I wasn't that sure I could stop from ejaculating right then and
there. I persevered though and took out the sensations on her nips,
squeezing and gnawing and biting them as hard as I dared. Mom had gone
from moaning to groaning out loud.

I guess I could have carried on like that and tried to ease my way into her
panties but that route could have led to disaster. Instead I pulled back,
put on my most sincere face and initiated Step 10.

"Mom," I said. "I want to be inside you."

She was a taken aback by the sudden lack of attention on her nips as she
was by my request. I tore my attention from her stiff little wet shining
nipples that poked up towards me in the moonlight and looked in her
eyes.

"John, you can't be serious!"

"Why are you denying me when you know your body wants it?"

"I don't know... I don't know what I want. Oh John, you're confusing
me!"

I told you she was dumb.

I stuck my hand under her skirt that was rucked up with all the action
and reached her pussy. Sure enough her crotch was soaking. She gasped a
little at the touch and I held up my fingers to her face triumphantly.

"See? You want me inside you too!"

I could see her brain desperately trying to work it all out as her body
betrayed her. I shouldn't let those cog wheels turn too long though. A
brain can be a dangerous organ in the hands of someone as dumb as mom.

I kissed her again. By now my lips were beginning to feel a bit sore and
puffy from all the attention I'd given to her breasts. While kissing, which
hopefully disengaged her struggling brain, I slipped my hand under her
skirt again and skilfully, I felt, managed to disengage her panties too.
With those suckers round her ankles she was mine. Carefully untrapping
my painful erection I moved in for the kill.

Really I would have liked to have got down on my knees with a flashlight
and explored that pussy of hers properly. I knew what they looked like
from a host of split wet beaver shots in those mags of mine but they
weren't the same as the real thing. But, for Step 10 to succeed there must
be no hesitation - no beating around the bush, so to speak. Exploration
would come later.

Anyway, to cut the story short, in the uncomfortable front seats of my
dad's Chevvy I lost my virginity to my mother. (That's if you discount a
host of other less savoury objects I'd tried putting my cock into over the
past few years of discovering what an enormous amount of pleasure it
could generate). I couldn't claim to be an expert and I doubt whether my
twelve-year-old cock could deliver that much pleasure but fuck her I did
and I lasted for all of about ten seconds. But, oh, those first five seconds
and the ball churning five seconds of orgasm I had after that were
incredible. Mom was so worried she thought she'd actually damaged me
in some way. It was difficult to explain that it was as if my balls had just
been turned inside out.

Although I was quick my main advantage was that I was ready again
almost instantly and wanted more. We fucked a total of ten times in that
front seat. Mom couldn't get enough of her new source of cock and I
couldn't get enough of it being inside her.

Eventually, when we were all screwed out and sitting dishevelled in the
front seats we both realised that it was getting seriously late and so mom
reluctantly started the engine and we drove home.

I love watching women drive. There's something really sexy about the
way they concentrate on the road, their bodies seemingly passive and yet
working to control the power of the car. I watched for a while but
eventually could not resist undoing some of those hastily fastened
buttons. Now I could play with my mom's breasts to my hearts content
and she could not stop me - even if she wanted to.

We got home. Mom looked dreadful fearing that dad would somehow
sense what we'd been up to. The dumb fuck was sprawled out in front of
the TV asleep so, grinning guiltily at me, she gave me one last tonsil
tasting, told me she loved me, then took herself off to shower and bed.

Me, I preferred to keep the smell of her cunt on me. I went to bed and
wanked long and hard over the evening, replaying how perfectly my ten
steps to heaven had gone..

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Chapter One - Mother

As my mother bent over, her huge, milky white tits filled the front of her
nightdress and, at the rear, her asscheeks split open revealing her hairy
pussy. I guess she was too dumb to realise what she was showing me and
too dumb to realise that although I was only just twelve I was as horny
as a dog and gagging for my first taste of pussy - hers or anyone else's.

Up until then I'd been interested in trying to catch a glimpse of my
sister's fourteen-year-old pussy but she was smarter than my mom and
knew what I was up to. Whenever she caught me creeping round trying
to sneak a peek she'd tell me to fuck off in no uncertain terms. That was
that then. 'Course, I was still able to snitch the odd pair of her panties
out of the laundry basket for a quick sniff, but they didn't do much for
me.

I guess I could have looked at all the pussy in my collection of Hustlers
and Playboys but after a few flick throughs I'd got weary of those
whores and wanted the real thing.

This glimpse of mom's pussy was just terrific. I think then and there I
decided to pork it. Fuck knows how, but I would.

I guess I'm abnormal. Even amongst my pervy crew at school they
thought I was sick for wanting to pork my old lady and, naturally, I
became known as 'mother-fucker'. 'Course, I'd sooner fuck THEIR
mothers, but, like I said, I was so horny at twelve I'd take any pussy I
could get.

Trouble was, how was I going to get the dumb fuck to let me pork her? I
had only one advantage - I was smarter than she was. Mother and I had
never really got along. Tanya, my elder sister, was the apple of her eye
and I was just a crude punk as far as she was concerned. Step one of the
operation then was to get into mommy's good books.

Yeah, I straightened up my act, cleaned my room, helped with chores,
even spoke to her. She was gobsmacked. I heard her telling my old man
that, "Kevin must have a girlfriend." A girlfriend? Fuck! No girl would go
near me with my reputation.

Step Two involved much present buying (ok, stealing) and general
flattery on my part. "Oh fuck mom, don't you look nice - is that a new
hairdo?" - Ok, I even left out the 'fuck'. She was so relieved to see me
back in the bosom of the family that she bent over backwards to be nice
to me too.

Step Three. "Mom, I'd really like to take you out on a date - just you and
me." The old cow was charmed by the idea and much mirth was had by
dad and Tanya too - fuckers.

Step Four. I chose a diner on the edge of town so none of my friends
would see me. Mom had dressed up nice for the occasion and although it
was nothing sexy, it did show off those fat boobs nicely - boobs that I
was sure to be squeezing soon.

Step Five. Romantic Film. Carefully chosen to have a bit of passion too.
Not a patch on a good porn flick though.

Step Six. Ask mom to drive us to a romantic quiet spot so we can look at
the moon. The dumb fuck is charmed even more and saying she can't
remember being out on such a lovely date. The old man never gets off the
couch anymore except to get another beer.

Step Seven. Good, the place is deserted. We sit in the car in silence.
Mom's probably thinking dumb thoughts to herself but I'm copping a
view down the gap in her blouse at the top of those mammeries. Here
goes!

I reach over and put my arm round her shoulder. She turns to me with an
affectionate smile. Too late she realises I'm zooming in with mouth open.
Confused she doesn't have time to react except to turn her head a little as
my lips make contact with her face. I missed her lips but that doesn't
matter - I head for her ear with my tongue instead. She's kinda struggling
slightly but my arm round her shoulders has a tight grip and my other
hand's up, copping a feel of her jugs.

"John, John, what're you doing?" she's trying to say, but by now it's
fairly fucking obvious.

"Oh mom, mom!" I moan, acting like I'm in the throes of passion.

"No, no," she's saying, getting a little panicky, like she's stepped into the
wrong movie.

I'm getting to salivate a lot over her ear and neck now and although she's
trying to bat it away I'm getting a good feel of her tits which is genuinely
making me feel horny now. Eventually though I have to give up -
otherwise I'd have to rape the old cow and what fun would that be?

I hang my head in shame and look suitably contrite. After she's over the
shock of my fumblings she's back in control again and starts to speak:

"Oh John, what on Earth did you think you were up to?"

"I'm sorry mom," I say in a suitably sorrowful voice. "I dunno what came
over me."

"Well, let's say no more about it then."

Fuck - that's no good.

"No - I'm so sorry - it's just that I get these urges and you're such a
beautiful woman," I say quickly.

She responds well to 'beautiful woman'.

"Oh John, I understand, but you're only twelve. You've got a lot of
growing up to do before you learn to control those feelings."

Who wants to control them?

"Uh yeah, I guess so. I guess you hate me kissing you like that?"

Now it's her turn to look uncomfortable.

"No, no darling. It's not that at all. It's just that it's... it's...
inappropriate."

Inappropriate! Christ! Not as inappropriate as something I just thought
of! I try a little sob and like magic, her arm is round ME now.

"Shhh, shhh," she says.

"I wish I could die," I sob. I should get an Oscar.

"Come, come," she says, her little boy back in her arms for once.

I bury my head in her tits. Mmmm. She strokes my head. Now's the
time. Inhaling that sweet scent I go for....

Step Eight. I unfold from her arms, look her straight in the eye, wipe an
imaginary tear from mine then say: "Oh mom, you're so cool."

She smiles, flattered down to her in-growing toenails.

"Let me kiss you. Let me kiss you properly."

She closes her eyes and puckers up.

I kiss her, modestly, on the lips, but, as I hoped, the earlier action has got
her wound up and her heart is beating rapidly. The kiss goes on for a few
seconds longer than any filial kiss ever should and in those seconds lies
my triumph. 'She's mine,' I think, but like the cautious angler reeling in his
champion catch there is still more work to be done.

I initiate the parting and a new look travels between mother and son.
That of equals, conspirators who share a common secret. She looks
slightly guiltily at me but smiles nonetheless. No one has paid her a
compliment in years and so she must take happiness where she can.

"C'mon," she says, still grinning. "We'd better be getting back or what
will they be thinking!"

Yeah, what will they be thinking. Certainly not that mom's dangerously
close to getting porked by some incestuous cock.

"Yeah," I agree, but making no attempt to move away from her. "I guess
we had."

I drop my hand on her thigh and she doesn't move either. She's gazing at
me, exploring my face as though seeing me for the first time.

"Oh John, you're so handsome. I guess I haven't noticed how
good-looking you're becoming. Just like your father."

My father? Spare me please - I'd sooner top myself now rather than end
up looking like that fat bastard!

Is it time? Is it time for Step Nine? Yes, of course it is.

I lean forward until our lips are almost brushing and this time it's she who
cannot resist - even when I let my lips hang slightly loose and our
tongues touch. I'd only ever done tongue-touching before with a kid in
my class who I had to beat up afterwards in case he was a poof - it was
nothing like this. This was electric and I almost lost control, but I still
hadn't reached Step 10.

This time there was no resistance to my exploring fingers. She was like
putty. Nah, not like putty; like a generous helping of something soft,
warm and silky smooth. There was no resistance as my tongue explored
more of her mouth and my fingers clumsily undid her buttons. Christ, she
even helped me by undoing her own bra strap so I could get a better feel
of her tits. The fat nipples at the ends were rigid and I flicked them with
my fingers, enjoying their rubbery quality. Of course, getting my cock in
her cunt was still my main objective but I felt that at Step 10 there would
be no more obstacles.

When I put my mouth to those little goodies she began to moan. I'd had
no practice at this, except from flicking my tongue over the cock of the
guy at school - you know, the one I beat up. I seemed to be getting the
same response from her as I did from him though.

She was muttering, "I mustn't, I mustn't," but I knew she was too far
gone to stop now. I bet you that if I'd slipped my hand under her skirt
right now I would have found a slippery mess. It isn't every day your
son goes down on your nips.

I lost control a bit then. My hard-on was aching for release from my
pants and I wasn't that sure I could stop from ejaculating right then and
there. I persevered though and took out the sensations on her nips,
squeezing and gnawing and biting them as hard as I dared. Mom had gone
from moaning to groaning out loud.

I guess I could have carried on like that and tried to ease my way into her
panties but that route could have led to disaster. Instead I pulled back,
put on my most sincere face and initiated Step 10.

"Mom," I said. "I want to be inside you."

She was a taken aback by the sudden lack of attention on her nips as she
was by my request. I tore my attention from her stiff little wet shining
nipples that poked up towards me in the moonlight and looked in her
eyes.

"John, you can't be serious!"

"Why are you denying me when you know your body wants it?"

"I don't know... I don't know what I want. Oh John, you're confusing
me!"

I told you she was dumb.

I stuck my hand under her skirt that was rucked up with all the action
and reached her pussy. Sure enough her crotch was soaking. She gasped a
little at the touch and I held up my fingers to her face triumphantly.

"See? You want me inside you too!"

I could see her brain desperately trying to work it all out as her body
betrayed her. I shouldn't let those cog wheels turn too long though. A
brain can be a dangerous organ in the hands of someone as dumb as mom.

I kissed her again. By now my lips were beginning to feel a bit sore and
puffy from all the attention I'd given to her breasts. While kissing, which
hopefully disengaged her struggling brain, I slipped my hand under her
skirt again and skilfully, I felt, managed to disengage her panties too.
With those suckers round her ankles she was mine. Carefully untrapping
my painful erection I moved in for the kill.

Really I would have liked to have got down on my knees with a flashlight
and explored that pussy of hers properly. I knew what they looked like
from a host of split wet beaver shots in those mags of mine but they
weren't the same as the real thing. But, for Step 10 to succeed there must
be no hesitation - no beating around the bush, so to speak. Exploration
would come later.

Anyway, to cut the story short, in the uncomfortable front seats of my
dad's Chevvy I lost my virginity to my mother. (That's if you discount a
host of other less savoury objects I'd tried putting my cock into over the
past few years of discovering what an enormous amount of pleasure it
could generate). I couldn't claim to be an expert and I doubt whether my
twelve-year-old cock could deliver that much pleasure but fuck her I did
and I lasted for all of about ten seconds. But, oh, those first five seconds
and the ball churning five seconds of orgasm I had after that were
incredible. Mom was so worried she thought she'd actually damaged me
in some way. It was difficult to explain that it was as if my balls had just
been turned inside out.

Although I was quick my main advantage was that I was ready again
almost instantly and wanted more. We fucked a total of ten times in that
front seat. Mom couldn't get enough of her new source of cock and I
couldn't get enough of it being inside her.

Eventually, when we were all screwed out and sitting dishevelled in the
front seats we both realised that it was getting seriously late and so mom
reluctantly started the engine and we drove home.

I love watching women drive. There's something really sexy about the
way they concentrate on the road, their bodies seemingly passive and yet
working to control the power of the car. I watched for a while but
eventually could not resist undoing some of those hastily fastened
buttons. Now I could play with my mom's breasts to my hearts content
and she could not stop me - even if she wanted to.

We got home. Mom looked dreadful fearing that dad would somehow
sense what we'd been up to. The dumb fuck was sprawled out in front of
the TV asleep so, grinning guiltily at me, she gave me one last tonsil
tasting, told me she loved me, then took herself off to shower and bed.

Me, I preferred to keep the smell of her cunt on me. I went to bed and
wanked long and hard over the evening, replaying how perfectly my ten
steps to heaven had gone....

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Chapter Two - Tanya

The next day at school I invited my mates to smell my mom's pussy on
my cock but none of them took me up on the offer. I described in detail
what had happened but none of them believed me. I was pissed off.
Although the (multiple) fuck had been thoroughly enjoyable, what was
the point unless I could brag about it afterwards? There was only one
thing to do; a repeat performance, but this time with a suitable audience.

Mom was a changed woman. She had a new spring in her step and
seemed to spend a lot of time tarting herself up. I don't know why she
bothered; all I wanted was pussy.

We had a chance to fuck later that week. Tanya was out with her
girlfriends, dad was asleep in his chair so, coyly (which was a disgusting
sight) she led me upstairs by the hand, stripped me and jumped me. I got
my first blow-job that evening too. While she bent over and sucked at my
cock I was able to play with her pussy and give it the examination I
really wanted. I got to know that pussy even better when she pushed my
head down into it so that I could use my mouth on her. Apart from the
smell it wasn't that unpleasant, in fact I quite enjoyed running my lips
over the moist fleshy flaps; making her squirm as I flicked her clit with
my tongue. It really was like being in control of her - all the time I was
giving her pleasure I controlled her. I got a big kick from frigging her off
and looking as she lay, eyes tight shut, moaning on the bed. The thought
of controlling her was turning me on more than the thought of the sex.
How far could I go? I wondered.

We fucked that week whenever we could. Dad had no fucking clue but we
had to be a bit more careful with Tanya. She had female intuition on her
side and sensed that something was up. She was suspicious of me acting
nice to mom right from the start of my little plan, taking every
opportunity to denounce me as a two-faced creep. Once I'd porked the
bitch though I could ease up on the good kid routine a little, which,
frankly, was a big fucking strain and a relief to end it. I knew I'd never get
Tanya off my case though and so it was time for another PLAN.

In the meantime I still had to prove to those cunts at school that I was
getting some off my old lady. I arranged a second romantic evening but
this time we cut short the food and flick and went straight for the
fucking. I got mom to drive us to the same spot where I'd arranged for my
mates to hide, waiting to see me perform. I glanced out of the car into the
darkness but saw no sign of them. Hopefully they were just well-hidden.

We got straight down to it but I made every opportunity to make sure
my mom's bod was on display while I fucked her. She didn't want the car
light on, but there was still enough moonlight for us to be clearly seen.

The next day at school I was a fucking hero. Word spread from my own
little gang until most of the fucking school knew. 'Moth-er-fuck-er!' I
heard shouted with awe as I walked down the corridors. Yeah,
motherfucker par excellence!

It was inevitable that, with the rumours flying, Tanya, who was a few
years above me in school, would find out. She caught me during one of
my frequent smoking breaks behind the bike shed and pushed me up
against a wall.

"What the fuck are you up to?" she demanded.

"Having a smoke, what's it look like, sis?" I answered, laconically.

"I guess you've heard that everyone seems to think you fucked mom on
your little date last night?"

"Yeah," I answered.

"Oh, so I suppose you think it's funny when rumours like that spread?
Well I fucking don't!"

She was now shaking with anger at my lack of response. It was time,
time for THE PLAN.

"Look, cool it. They're saying it's true 'cos it is. I porked mom last night
and the night before that and several times this week in fact."

She looked as stunned as I hoped she would, but there was also the awful
realisation that her intuition was not wrong. She knew, but had been
unable to admit it to herself.

"How could you?" she said, dully.

I smiled. "Because you wouldn't let me."

"What?" she screamed, trying to make sense of it all.

"Because it was you I wanted - you know that - but you wouldn't let me
near you. Well, mom would."

"No! You're saying all this is because of me? I don't believe it!"

I'd totally fucked her mind over. Time for Mr. Sincere. I put a hand on
her shoulder and looked her in the eyes. I looked at her through a lank of
hair that hung over my eyes - I'd heard it once described as 'cute'.

"It was you I wanted Tanya - mom picked up on those vibes and I
couldn't stop myself - but it was you I wanted."

I'd turned her world upside down and had a shrewd idea where she'd fall.
There was a moment of silence then she screamed, "You fucking little
fucking filthy fucking pervert!" with tears in her eyes. She walked away
then turned and spat, "Both of you!"

Well, that was more or less what I expected. What? You expected her to
jump in to my arms and forgive me? Christ, you don't know my sister.
One thing for sure was that life at home was going to get exciting....

The tension in our house grew to boiling point - it was only dad who
couldn't feel the vibe. Tanya refused to speak to mom. That's not quite
true. When mom asked her innocently what was wrong she glared at her
and told her to fuck off. It was great - I'd touch up mom at every
opportunity, morning and evening, as I knew she couldn't resist. Tanya
would strop about; glaring at us if she even caught us together in the same
room.

Mom, dumb as she is, began to catch on that Tanya's attitude might have
something to do with our illicit sex life.

"D'you think Tanya knows?" she finally asked me, incredulous that this
could be a possibility after how 'careful' we'd been.

"Dunno mom," I said, "Maybe you should talk to her?"

Mom attempting to find out what was wrong ended with Tanya giving
her a slap. At fifteen Tanya was now bigger than mom (except in width)
and there was nothing she could do about it.

"I think she knows!" said mom, horrified.

"Let me talk to her then," I said.

I hauled my incestuous ass into her bedroom - the forbidden territory -
and found her lying on the bed, listlessly flicking the pages of a book, too
sulky to even order me out.

"How long are you gonna keep this shit up?" I said.

"'Til I finish school and can leave this dump," she replied.

I looked across her bod. I'd got a hard-on the minute I'd entered her room
and got a whiff of the feminine scent. She was in shorts, bare foot and her
long legs stretched the length of the bed.

I sat on the bed; still no response.

"Don't leave," I said. "It was a one-off thing. I swear I haven't touched
her since."

She looked up at me - searching my eyes to see if I was bullshitting. It
was a hard act to keep up but she seemed satisfied. I gradually began to
tell her how much I fancied her. I told her all the things that turned me on
about her as she sat in silence. I told her that even now, being close to her
like this was giving me the most tremendous hard-on. She laughed at this
and I looked hurt.

"I'll prove it!" I said, and before she could object, whipped out my little
stiffy to her gaze.

"Fuck!" she breathed.

I proffered it to her like I was her lover bringing her a bouquet of roses.
Like I thought, she was unable to resist touching the cock that had fucked
her mother.

"It's yours," I said. "If you want it."

She smiled at me and stroked it gently. I had no idea if this was her first,
but from what I'd heard at school it probably was. Good.

"So this is the cause of all the trouble?" she said, smiling indulgently.

"I can't help it, sis. I'm just a horny dog." That at least, was true.

I let her hold my cock like it didn't belong to me, like it was just some toy
that I'd given her to play with. She was so fascinated by it that she kind
of ignored me. She pulled back the foreskin and wanted to know if it hurt.
She cupped my balls and rolled them in her fingers. She ran one fingertip
around the edge of the crown of my cock. All this was driving me nuts of
course. The desire to fuck her was overwhelming, but, true to the plan, I
held back. Eventually she came out of her appreciative trance and looked
up at me.

"Is this what mom did?" she asked, stroking the shaft.

"No, nooo," I breathed. "It was just a quick thing, over before it started.
She never touched me the way you're touching me now."

Tanya seemed pleased with this info.

"Mmmm. What else didn't she do? This?"

And with that she tucked her hair long hair behind one ear, bent over and
took me in her mouth. I clutched the bed sheets at the fantastic sensation.
Mom had blown me but she didn't seem to be a natural like Tanya. Mom
was all teeth compared to this. I had to hold on carefully to avoid
blowing my load in her mouth. I was still too prone to coming early.
Smoothly, like a velvet piston, she brought her head up and down on my
cock, seeming to keep the suction up all the time. It was no good. I think
I managed a brief moan before spurting.

Tanya jerked her head up immediately, cum running out of her mouth and
down her chin. I have to admit that, just for that instant, she looked
superb - a pearl necklace princess.

She spat.

"You fucking bastard!" she yelled. "How dare you come in my mouth
without... without... without even fucking ASKING!"

I tried to look suitably ashamed but before I could offer any explanation
she hustled me to the door, tears in her eyes and threw me out.

Mom was hovering anxiously in the hall. I looked at her and smiled.

"No problems," I said.

Later, when Tanya had calmed down, she shyly called me back to her
bedroom and we made love properly. The lovemaking was superb, far
better than it had ever been with mom and when I was ready to come she
deliberately went down on me... and swallowed.

Later still, as we lay in bed together and I idly toyed with her hair I
promised myself that I would not fuck mom again. It was a promise I
broke immediately. Leaving Tanya's room later, after she'd fallen asleep, I
bumped into mom creeping round the landing.

"Is she ok about things now?" she asked, apprehensively.

"Yeah," I said. "I explained everything to her and she doesn't mind any
more."

"Oh, that's wonderful!" she exclaimed, and flung her arms round my neck.

Despite two hours of solid fucking with Tanya my treacherous cock rose
to the feel of my mother's body against mine.

"Do you want to...?" she began, feeling it too.

"Er... yes," I said, truthfully.

Knowing that things were patched up with Tanya seemed to have made
her feel much better. She stuck her tongue down my throat on the
landing, right outside Tanya's bedroom door. I lifted up her nightie letting
my hands roam freely. She kissed me fiercely and we collapsed on the
floor and I'm ashamed to say that we rutted like pigs on the landing.
Anyone could have seen us, dad or Tanya but I no longer gave a fuck - it
was pussy and it was mine.

Loving Daughters

Terri was nervous as I led her into the room, my hand resting gently on the slight indentation of her waist. I felt a slight tremor course through her slender young body. She looked at Daddy, lying on the big double bed, wearing nothing but his shorts, and then her big innocent eyes were once again looking questioningly into mine. I heard her take a deep breath. She wanted to run, I knew, but she also wanted to stay.
She wanted to say… and be fucked, just as we had planned.
Daddy looked surprised, but both of us — me and him — knew that he was pretending. For weeks I had hinted that I wanted to bring my little sister to bed with us, and he had made no objection. He had not openly agreed, but he had made no objection.
And now she was here.
He raised himself up on one elbow, as if he were startled to see her there, but there was no way he could mask the desire that was in his eyes. It seemed to flash in the dark pupils. His tongue flicked out to dampen the thin line of his lips, and I could see that his cock was already hard and pressing against the front of his shorts. I closed the door behind us.
“She knows about us. She’s known for a long time,” I said as I crossed the room toward him. Before he could reply, I bent down and kissed him on the mouth, my hand going to the front of his shorts. I gave his cock a squeeze, then ended the kiss and turned to take a good look at my little sister.
She was enough to stiffen the cock of any man. Slim, even for a girl of thirteen, but slim in a way that was a promise of delightful things to come. The sheer green nylon of the short little gown that ended very high up on her smoothly tanned young thighs revealed the rounded little apples of her tits. She wore no bra — as her titties were only now approaching the stage when she would need one and the little nipples were seen as darker circles at the dome of each breast.
At the center of her transparent bikini panties was a hint of darkness — perhaps it was made by the hair that was beginning to sprout around her cunt, perhaps it was not — and on the insides of her thighs showed a flash of white, the end of her tan. Her eyes watching the floor, a nervous hand touching her long blonde hair, she shuffled from one foot to the other until I motioned for her to join us on the bed.
My hand was still squeezing the wonderful hardness of Daddy’s prick through the cotton shorts as, entranced by the exquisite beauty of her tempting young body, I watched her timidly make her way across the room. Her bare feet padded softly on the wooden floor. I felt a warm wetness building in my cunt.
“Baby, you don’t have to do this,” I heard Daddy whisper in a voice so thick that the words seemed to run together. I was sitting with my hip pressed against his naked thigh, with only the thin material of my dress between us, and I felt his muscles tighten into knots. Then Terri was there.
“I want to do it, Daddy,” she said, her lower lip trembling and her voice breaking. She seemed ready to cry. “I love you. I love you just like Brenda does… and I…” Sobbing, she threw herself into his arms.
I slipped my hand from between their bodies, watching as she pressed her face against his naked shoulder, her body shaking. She was sprawled between his legs, her little belly over the swelling cock I had just released, and she had slipped her hands beneath his shoulders. She gave a small whimper; then, like a swimmer diving into freezing water, she slithered upward and locked her lips to his.
Time seemed frozen. Then, slowly, as if he had fought and lost a battle, his hands began stroking her body. They moved slowly down across her shoulders, in to the small of her back, onto the cheeks of her rounded little ass, and they paused there. They flexed on her pretty ass, playing with the yielding flesh. She wiggled between his legs.
Her gown had worked its way up above her rump — or maybe he had tugged it there — and his hands began to ease her panties down, revealing her delightful little ass. It was untanned, very white in comparison to the tan of her legs. I was standing now, my legs feeling very weak, and I watched his fingers probe at the little cleft between her buttocks. I saw the pink flesh of her pussy for an instant as her ass lifted in reaction to the caresses of his hands, and then his wrist was blocking my view.
A moan escaped his lips as her small hand shot between their bodies, finding his prick, and then he rolled her over. Her panties were stretched tight between her thighs. Her pussy was a pink slit framed by a pale golden fuzz. Her eyes were very big in her childish face. Violently he jerked her panties off, then threw them on the floor.
As he moved to a kneeling position between the legs she had spread wide in readiness — his big cock now standing erect through the opening of his shorts — I felt my breath catch in my throat. My knees shook when Terri reached up to grasp his prick. She whispered something I couldn’t hear through the buzzing that filled my brain, and then she began to tug at his shorts. He was out of them in an instant.
As he flung himself on top of her, his mouth locking on hers, one hand squeezing at her tit while the other slipped beneath the cheeks of her ass, she once again grasped his prick and struggled to guide it home. I began to undress.
I felt a searing flame rush upward from my cunt as he gave a powerful thrust downward, plunging his cock deep into her eager little pussy, and the soft moan that escaped her lips was not a childish cry — it was the sound of a woman being fucked. She was no cherry, not by a long shot, and her purring alone was proof enough of how much she loved a good fucking.
By the time I had stripped myself bare, Daddy had settled into a steady stroke that carried his cock deep into her upraised cunt, then be withdrew it until only the head remained between the clinging lips. Her heels were dug into the bed, her body arched into a bow, and I could clearly see the union of their bodies. Ready to come just from the excitement of watching, I joined them on the bed. I knelt beside them, purposely letting my tits hang down so that the nipples brushed against the moving back of my father, and I began to stroke him with one hand. Across his hard and hairy ass. Lightly, down into the crack of his ass. Between his legs. Feeling the firmness of his balls, holding them and feeling them move as he fucked. Without moving from between Terri’s legs, he raised himself and threw his arm around me, pulling me to him. We kissed.
Terri’s leg, raised and bent at the knee, was between us, and it felt silken and soft as it moved against my belly and my cunt. I could hear her breathing heavily as she writhed against the cock that was piercing her, and I found myself reaching down to stroke her tit.
The perfect little tit felt delightfully rigid through the thin nylon, and the hardened nipple seemed to burn my stroking palm. I had meant to hold off — to let Terri have a good fucking before I got my own — but that was forgotten now. I needed some. And I went after it.
Terri was going to have to share that cock.
“Let her sit on your cock, Daddy,” I said, pulling away from the two of them. He smiled, knowing what I was going to suggest, and slipped his cock free. I stroked his hard shaft, wet with the juices of their fucking, released it as he rolled onto his back, and said, “If I have to wait for my cock, I’ll need some tongue to keep me going.” And I quickly moved to straddle his face.
Even as my knees were sinking into the mattress and I was lowering my ass and cunt down over his face, I felt him reach up eagerly to grasp my thighs, pulling me down. I closed my eyes as I felt the first licking of his warm, wet tongue, a licking that began at the front of my cunt and ended when it had reached far back into the crack of my ass. When I opened my eyes — an eternity later it seemed — Terri was facing me, kneeling, one leg on each side of his body, getting ready to lower herself onto the rigid prick she grasped in her trembling fingers. The gown had been cast aside. She was totally naked.
As she let herself slowly down onto that beautiful cock, I could actually see the pink little lips of her pussy spread wide to accept it. Her face looked dazed. Her eyes were glassy, her lips slack. As Daddy’s tongue licked deep into my cunt, I found myself reaching out to stroke the base of his cock, the hard flatness of his belly. His tongue licked faster.
I could feel it moving hungrily back and forth between the lips of my pussy, stretching out to stroke at my clitoris, probing deep in my vagina. My hips pumped back and forth as if I were fucking, and he kept his head high between my thighs, licking and sucking whatever he could reach. A red haze seemed to fill the air between me and Terri.
She was moving herself in tight little circles above his pumping hips, and I could see her little cunt opening and closing like a flower as his cock slid in and out of her. I leaned forward far forward bracing one hand on each side of Daddy, and very gently placed my lips on Terri’s delectable tit. It tasted sweet, clean. She put one hand on each side of my face, holding me there, and the bed groaned loudly as she began frantically pumping her hips above the cock that was in her.
I sucked her rigid little nipple between my lips, nipped it once with my teeth, then lifted a hand to her shoulder and pushed her backward. I knew she was ready to come; I knew Daddy was ready to come, and I wanted in on the action.
It was exactly like doing the sixty-nine, except that the cock I leaned forward to lick was partially covered by an almost hairless little pussy that weaved and bobbed before my eyes. With Terri leaning far back and bracing herself on her hands, I was able to touch my lips and tongue to the base of his prick, the crisp hairs of his pubis, and my new position let him do a better job on my cunt. Better and better. Faster and deeper. Faster. Licking the right spots… Faster… I began to come.
The wet heat inside my cunt built like a volcano. Suddenly, it erupted. I pressed my quivering cunt down tight against his face, moving it, and I trembled as he greedily sucked the juice that flowed from inside me. And then the two of them followed suit.
“I can’t… I can’t… I can’t!” Terri cried incoherently, thrusting her cunt down to meet the powerful lurch of his hips, leaving no room for me. They strained against one another, groin to groin, trembling as they came. Terri slumped backward. As if in slow motion, I watched his prick slide free from the quivering lips of her pussy, saw his prick release one last silvery spurt of semen, and watched her collapse onto her back, their legs tangled together, his hairy balls were almost touching her little cunt.
His prick was wet and shining with the juices of their fuck, and a few pearls of come had beaded in the black curls of hair above his cock. I licked them up, tasting the familiar saltiness of his come, and I put my hand around his cock. It was fast going soft.
“I can’t go again, Brenda,” he said from between my thighs, and I felt his hands drop away from my body, felt his hair brush against my naked legs as he lowered his face from my cunt. “I couldn’t fuck again if my life depended on it. Not now.” But I had already thought of a surprise for him.
The surprise lay spread before my eyes — pink and coral and tempting, surrounded by a shimmering halo of pale golden fuzz, with here and there a sparkling diamond of his come. Terri’s cunt.
Without really thinking about it, I had decided to eat her cunt.
“You’ve got two daughters for lovers now, remember?” I reminded him in a voice that was more teasing than serious. Then, because I knew that he would be more easily aroused if he could watch what I was about to do, I shifted my body over so that I lay with my cunt near his face — my tits against his side, my face very close to his prick and his nuts — and very close to the open pussy of my little sister. We were ready.
As I took his sticky, limber prick in one hand and his balls in the other, leaning down so close that I knew he would be able to feel the touch of my breath, I kept my eyes on the delicious little box that lay between Terri’s thighs. Though she was beginning to come out of the stupor that always claims a woman after she has been fucked, her slim legs were still draped over his, her gash in front of my face.
I lifted his cock and fitted the sticky flesh into my mouth, tasting the sweet-salty-tasteless come that coated his prick, and I heard Terri’s breath rattle in her throat, and I squeezed his balls until I felt his shaft begin to swell slightly inside my mouth, and then I released him… and went after my little sister.
Daddy slipped away from us as I used my hands to lift Terri’s ass from the bed, and I knew then that he had clearly understood what I wanted to do… and I knew what he would do.
Her fine little pelvis seemed to twitch as I lifted her butt and draped her thighs over my shoulders, and for a moment I was afraid she would try to pull away. Then I kissed the center of her pussy and her reaction told me that was the last thing on her mind.
Her nails clawed painfully — but pleasingly, oh, so pleasingly! — into the back of my neck, trying to draw my face into her sopping little pussy, and her thighs trembled against my shoulders. I resisted her.
“Hold your pussy open, Terri, so I can see it,” I said, and it was all I could do to whisper the words. I shifted myself into a kneeling position, using my shoulders to raise her ass so high that she was resting fully on her own, and I watched in breathless silence as she reached down with two fingers of one hand and pulled apart the tempting lips of her tight little cunt. It was gorgeous. As she spread it wide before my eyes, revealing the inner flesh that was slightly darker than the pink lips — slightly puckered from fucking — a trickle of come was released from inside her. I went after it like a cat goes after cream. I felt Daddy coming after me.
In the same instant that I clamped my mouth tight over her dripping little pussy, sucking hard as I sought the delicious come she had drained from his cock, I felt his hand reach beneath me to grasp my tit; I felt my flesh being spread wide by the head of a cock. In others words… I felt wonderful.
I was near the edge of the bed, with my ass raised high in the air, and that allowed him to fuck me while standing. Let me tell you, there is no better way. Add that to the cloudy white come Terri was serving from the priceless cup of her pussy and you will see that. I was getting the best of everything… from two people I loved. Cunt and cock. The best of them both.
In front of me, squirming in reaction to the darting of my tongue, the delicate sucking of my mouth, was a pussy that any woman would envy and any man would desire. It seemed to flex around my stroking tongue; it seemed to struggle to draw me deeper into its tasty flesh. And behind me, behind me… behind me!!
His heavy cock pumped steadily in and out of my cunt, spreading me wider than he had ever done, reaching deeper than any prick I had ever known exciting my throbbing clit beyond imagination. I could feel the hair at the base of his cock teasing the sensitive flesh of my ass with each inward thrust he made, and I could feel the lips of my cunt being drawn outward each time he withdrew. For the second time that evening, I was getting ready to come. Terri beat me to it.
Her thighs tightened spasmodically around my neck, she almost smothered me as she used both hands to hold me tight against her cunt, and her clit went prick — hard between my lips. Her cunt was slack and wet.
Hot come exploded deep inside my gash, spurting from the cock of my father, at exactly the same second I felt myself reach a coming that was one for the books. For just a moment he held me like that, letting me writhe on the end of his dick, and then we collapsed across the bed. Daddy fell between us and it was a long time before I could find the energy to raise my head and look at my sister. She looked exhausted, satiated. I winked at her.
I had made a wise decision. Daddy would need someone when I was gone. Terri would be that someone. She would love him, as I had done. She would care for him, as I had done. She would fuck him, as I had done. A wise decision. One I was sure I would never regret.

Our Family Life

As I set here with my young naked daughter on my lap,
she leaning back against me, my one hand fondling her
small breasts and nipples and my other hand softly
caressing her wet no longer virginal hairless pussy slit.

As I flex my cock that is buried in her tight young
cunt, with my hand tickling and fondling her sensitive
little slit.

Yes my little ten year old daughter was sitting on my
lap with her daddy's big stiff cock buried deep in her
young cunt, pressing hard against her cervix.

My little sweetheart Elena, loved sitting on my lap
like she was with my cock buried inside of her and
me fondling her little titties and nipples.

She looked over at her mother, who was sitting with
our son, Carl, Thirteen.  They too were naked.  Carl
had his arm around his small petit mother, his hand
fondling her firm small breasts, he loved playing with
them and sucking on them, and his other hand was
between her legs his fingers buried in her tight cunt
finger fucking her as she fondled his stiff cock.

While we sat there, me with our daughter and
my wife, Bonnie, their mother with our son,
Carl, we were watching a home made movie of
Bonnie, losing her virginity to her own father just
as our daughter had lost her virginity to her own
father when she was four years old.  Our son lost
his virginity to his own mother when he was ten
and she learned he was spewing his fertile sperm.

It was exciting watching her with our son that first
time.  He couldn't restrain his excitement when his
own mother fondled his stiff little cock.  Especially
when she leaned down and licked her tongue around
his cock head and then sucked it into her mouth.  I
knew how good she was sucking a cock.

He blew his load of hot fertile young sperm into her
mouth almost as soon as she began sucking his cock.
He couldn't believe that his own mother was not only
sucking his cock but also swallowed his sperm.
She kept sucking it and playing with it and his balls
and soon had his cock just as hard as it had been
before he cum.  This time he last for a long time as
she worked on him.

Finally she lay down on the rug and spreading her
legs she had him move between them as she guided
his young cock to her hot wet experienced tight cunt.

She taught our young son how to fuck a woman, by
teaching him how to fuck his own mother.  We did
explain to him that he would be able to fuck his
mother as long as he wanted too, but when the time
come if it did that he found his own girl to be his
wife, and then did not want to fuck her anymore all
he had to do was tell her.

After that first time, he wanted to have sex with his
mother a lot.  Bonnie had more sex than she had had
for a long time.  After all she was having sex with
two of us, me and our son.  Many times I fucked her
and found her cunt full of our son's sperm.  Of course
he fucked her and found her cunt full of my sperm
also.  He even learned to lick and suck his mothers
cunt right after his father fucked her and filled her
full of cum.  He actually come to enjoy licking and
sucking her after her being fucked and still full of
hot fertile sperm of his father.

He was also told that when the time came that he
took his own wife, he could also keep fucking his
mother if he wanted and that if he and his wife
decided they could or would like to have his father
fuck his wife, his father would gladly do it.

Then came our daughters deflowering .  She was
seven years old at the time.  Bonnie felt it was time
to began her training in sex.  She talked to her and
Elena said that yes she wanted her daddy to fuck
her and teach her all about sex.

Well that very night we took her to our bed and
after Bonnie licked and sucked her tight little cunt
taking her through her first orgasm, before her
daddy licked and sucked her little virgin cunt then
mama guided his big stiff cock to her tiny little
virgin cunt opening.

She screamed out when daddy's cock plunged up
into her stretching her tiny cunt wide and when
her daddy's stiff cock tore through her hymen,
taking her virginity from her.  She suffered
through her deflowering a brave little girl.  She
did not  try to push her daddy away, keeping his
big stiff cock deep inside of her, pressing on her
tight little cervix.

Finally I felt her little cunt relax a bit, so I slowly
began fucking my stiff cock in and out of her tiny
cunt and body until she was even feeling some
pleasure from it.

That first time was the worst for her.  After the first
time, our little sweetheart, bravely and more and
more easily, was able to take her daddy's stiff cock
up into her tight little cunt and body.

The more daddy fucked her the more she enjoyed it
until she began coming to him wanting to sit on his
lap.  When she did she would take his cock out and
sit on it, slipping it up into her own tight little cunt.
Then she would sit there, trying to wiggle and
fuck herself on it.  She always took daddy's hand
and put it on her little nipple wanting him to lick
suck and pinch it while she had his cock buried
deep inside of her.


Well, our extraordinary family life began with
Bonnie taking her own son's virginity with daddy
watching and daddy taking their own little girls
virginity, with mama watching and helping.

 Now sometime later we are planning on taking our
family life even further.  Tonight little Elena and
I will be watching Carl, her brother and my son,
fucking and breeding his mother.  He will be
making a baby in his mother every day, several times
for the next few days.

Yes, his mother decided that she wanted to have her
own son's baby.  She thinks it will be exciting knowing
who's baby it is.  I have to agree with her.  I think it will
be exciting knowing that our son bred his own mother
and she had his baby.

Now one thing too, we are hoping that when our son
does take a wife it will be one that understands our
lifestyle and will join us in our sexual activity even to
maybe having a baby by me.

I am also hoping that when little Elena takes a husband
he too will join us and want to fuck her mother and
want his wife to continuing fucking her father.

Another thing that we are planning is that when Elena
does have her first period and fertile time, I, her father
will be breeding her.  After she has it, if her future
husband is the kind that will not understand then the
baby will be Bonnie's and mine.  If he does understand
and join us, then Elena will still be it's mother.  Her
husband will also join us in having sex with his wife's
mother and her brothers wife and any daughters that
we may have.

But then that is in the future.  For now, as Elena and
I set there with my cock buried deep inside of her
we watch her mother lay down on the rug and then
watch her brother move between her legs.  We watch
as she grasps his stiff young cock and guides it to her
tight opening.

Very quickly he buries it deep inside of his mother and
begins fucking her, plunging his young cock in and out
of her.  We watch as she wraps her legs around his
waist, then fucks her tight cunt back at her own son's
plunging cock just waiting for him to pump his young
fertile sperm up into her.

Of course she and our son will be watching Elena
fucking her father during her first fertile time
milking his hot fertile sperm out of him and up into
her own fertile womb to make the baby with his
own daughter that they all want her to have.

Oh by the way, Carl is also fucking his little sister,
when ever he and she decide they want too.  Oh yes
they both still have their own bedroom and sleep in
them most of the time, but it is also nothing for us
to look in and see them both in bed in one or the
other of their rooms, naked, and usually with his
cock buried in his little sisters cunt.

Oh sometimes, his mother will spend the night in
bed with him and his little sister will spend the
night in bed with me. Sometimes all four of us
will spend the night in our bed because it is the
largest.  Then we swap back and forth and even
Carl and I will enjoy one or the other of them
together at the same time.  They enjoy having
two cocks buried deep inside of them at the
same time.

As Elena and I watch Carl pump his hot young
fertile sperm up into his mothers fertile womb,
I also began pumping my sperm up into Elena's
young womb that is not fertile, yet.