Here! Let me smell your butt!" She again shook her head. "I can't believe you Matt." "Kris look...I'm sorry and..." "Oh forget it Matty. Everybody does that. My mom never figured out that I could hear her headboard banging against the wall to my bedroom at night when she was getting off. One day I found a dildo in her nightstand and it didn't take long for me to understand what that thing was for." At that point I was relieved and reasonably sure she wasn't going to blab to her mom or my dad. She gave me a little smile when I sat down next to her and then she leaned over and gave me a peck on the cheek. Just a little kiss but I wasn't expecting it, that's for sure. Our relationship seemed to change after that day. We were somehow a lot closer and...more than friends if you know what I mean. She would come in my room after a date and give me some salacious details of what had transpired in the back seat earlier. I came to believe she was a virgin but I was wondering how long that would last. A few more weeks went by and then Dad and Cynthia went on a belated honeymoon to Las Vegas. They left on Friday night and told us to be good...natch, and left us a couple of fifties in case something went wrong. Well, something went wrong right away! We got hungry and sent out for pizza and chicken wings! There was a 24 pack of PBR in the garage that Dad had bought for some reason, he really doesn't like beer, but I guess it was cheap so we iced some of them down and then we were having a little party! Just my step sis and me. She started asking me about my dates with college girls and I was somewhat reluctant to get started since I hadn't had all that much experience myself. So I kind of fudged and made up some untrue details that at least made the stories interesting. Kristin smiled at my slightly true tales and then went over and laid down on the couch. She gave me a kind of strange look and then she picked up her phone and began fussing with it. I couldn't help but notice that the new position she had placed herself in afforded me a tiny glimpse of her panties. And they were white! Mmmmm! White panties! I can feel my puss pulsing and squeezing the breadstick that is still inside me and I gasp and give a little squeal as the brush slides down my tummy and twirls my belly button before sliding down to my inner thigh, stopping short of my tingling puss. As we got closer to the centre of town I saw a few people looking at us; well Clara and Emma. That was why I dressed very particularly for tonight. Daddy kept grunting. “Well now, ladies,” he said with a jeer, “all the arrangements have been made. I could feel the end of my erection swelling, ballooning, ready to burst when Nadine grabbed my shoulders and pulled me down and held me tight.
They explicitly give us permission to continue sleeping together any time we wished with the agreement that from now on the family would talk about sex, nudity, relationships, dating other people at school, how even though we were only stepchildren we needed to understand society would still view this as incest, and as a family we all needed to agree on what was and was not appropriate to share with others and the implications of doing so. Our dinner conversations from that point on were very robust and probably helped both Max and me sail right through what was typically difficult HS years for our friends.” —————— I had to ask...(and this answer took even longer for Jenny to share with me), “Did the two of you ever have sex with your parents?” What she and Max eventually told me, still to this day seems so private, I hesitate sharing it with you. I don’t think any one else besides the two kids, their parents, spouses and me have ever heard the stories. I will tell you what they did and how it affected them but I’m not going into much detail. ———————- In short... yes they did. Literally hundreds of times. Sex between the four of them didn’t occur very quickly. It took about six months to finally start and only then when Jenny and Max schemed to make it happen. How?... by Max and Jenny deciding to have sex when and where their parents might see them; by increasing their own sexual sound effects; by continually asking provocative questions like “can we watch you two again?”; by increasingly touching, hugging and kissing their parents in more intimate ways... until one day their parents sat them down and said... “What’s going on? Are you two trying to seduce us?” Max and Jenny both shouted YES! which made all four of them laugh. Their parents exclaimed... “Well then... why didn’t you both just ask us if we would let you?” They soon came to love their parents in ways that few of us could understand or even want to hear about. Jenny’s mom taught Max things very few men come to know or ever perform. Max’s dad did the same for Jenny. The four of them remained sexual all the way through HS, through college, and into their marriages when their family intimacy was extended to their new spouses. The respect and care they all shared for each other was simply exemplary and I have never known such a familiar, yet well adjusted family. To know them is to have any prejudices you might have had with incest or group sex challenged. They all were well respected leaders in their communities and churches and no one ever knew what they shared behind closed doors. ——————- I believe incest is quite prevalent in our society but we rarely if ever hear the successful or healthy stories. After what seemed like ages Stephanie crossed her arms and shifted uncomfortably before asking, "so you are our real parents?" I caught a firm grip over her hair and raised my ass from the chair, slowly pushing my cock up, and deeper into Aunt Sheen’s dripping mouth. You're makin' me cum!" Was he trying to pry her off of him or hold her tight? She just laughed and pulled out a chair to sit beside me. What is it, Ms. Dane?” And, the only one who cares about me is the one guy I can’t have…. We had seen each other’s cocks and his looked to be the same as mine. “Damn,” Tali sighed. She eventually replied with videos of her fingering herself and I loved those. You know what to do.” The intimacy of my soft caressing hands washing under his arms and around his chest had him quivering from head to foot. Deana saw her brother turned towards the gate, so she ducked under, hastily pulling her bottoms up and surfacing a few feet to the left. I stood there and stroked my cock with my hand and got it nice and stiff and very hard. His once-expressionless face looked comically surprised, then it rolled off his shoulders with my backhanded swipe, and bounced into the sand. Though, by now, it would be more accurate to call it Dominion’s office. She thought about it for a long couple of minutes, “it would definitely help my mood”.
Comments (0)