Incest
2009-06-08
Mom competes with Dad Part 1.
This is a long story. I am placing parts 1 and 2 now. The rest will follow it I get good reviews. If you don’t like it there is obviously no point in telling the rest. . . . .
Carla and I are in the same grade although she is almost a full year older than me. They live four houses down the street from us and my mom and hers work at the same hospital and have become friends. Both our parents have what they call open minded marriages. She and Mom goes out to so called ‘hen nights’ once or twice a month. Her dad usually uses ‘hen night’ nights to go out with the ‘boys’, and all three of them usually only get back in the early hours of the morning, usually to some extent plastered. Dad, having a much more sober nature than mom, sometimes also goes out, but often just stays home and surfs the internet.
Carla has a brother that she simply adores who is six years her senior but who stills stays with them although he already has a steady job at the local hardware shop.
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She doesn’t have a lot of girl friends because she is rather withdrawn by nature and she shuns the boys of our age, regarding them to be childish. Although I have more girl friends, I am Carla’s best friend and she sometimes acts a little jealous over me.
One day at school she told me she had found a whole file stacked with porn movie clips on her dad’s computer. Like everyone else my age, I guess, I have a begun to be seriously inquisitive about sex. This was my first chance to see the sex act in action and I grabbed at the chance when she asked me if I wanted to come over and watch some of it with her. We really bonded while watching her dad’s porn, spending about two hours a week in front of his computer over the following six weeks.
Watching the hard core porn clips made me horny as hell and we were soon confessing our horniness to each other although we never masturbated together. I left that for when I was in the bath or fantasizing in bed before falling asleep. Watching adult men fuck turned my head a little. I found that I became disinterested in boys of my own age. They seemed more and more immature and simply began to piss me off. I started fantasizing about adult men, studs with real cocks. A yearning had started inside me, a craving for sex with real stud.
In my mind I went over every adult man I knew, fantasizing about the possibilities of getting them to fuck me but rejecting them one by one as being only suitable for my fantasy world. Dad was the only man in my fantasies that I was fantasizing about more and more.
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A slow yearning for my dad was starting to take hold of me, but of course sex with him would be incest.
Then, one afternoon, while we were watching grown up guys fucking girls no older than us, I wondered aloud how they got their monster cocks into those tight pussies, having inserted a single finger into mine and discovered its tightness.
“It hurts quite a bit when he puts it in the first time, then afterwards the hurt fades and it gets really fucking good. ” Carla replied smoothly.
“If it hurts so bad, why do they look like they like it so much. I mean listen to that bitch begging for more?” I was totally one track minded. We were watching clips that were supposed to be of virgins getting their pussies ‘destroyed’.
“Because coming on a cock feels so fucking good. Once you start coming you can’t get enough f it. ”
“How would you know?” I looked at her quizzically.
She looked at me intensely, and I knew she was as turned on by the porn as I was. “Can you keep a secret?”
What kind of a question is that? Keeping secrets is what being a girl is about. “Of course I can!”
“You will have to swear on the Bible for this one. ”
“Go fetch!” This was going to be big, I knew.
She did.
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After I solemnly swore not tell a single other person, she took a deep breath and told me: “Al and I are lovers. ”
“You are out of your mind! He’s your brother!”
“Yep, and my lover. My lover! We fuck each other’s brains out! We’ve been doing it for almost a year now. ”
“Oh my god!”
“He has a seriously big cock. Our sex is mind-blowing stuff, sister. We are almost as hot together as some of the couples in these clips. When I watch it I am always looking out for some really horny stuff that we can try out with each other. ”
“Oh my god! How did it happen? How did you become lovers. ”
“Oh, I secretly wanted him and he secretly wanted me all the time. I started giving him peeks of my boobies up my skirt. I would let him see me naked going to my room from the bathroom and he began to leave his door open on a crack when he masturbated on his bed to see if I would peek and then one night when our folks were out he just got into my bed and I made room for him and we started seriously kissing and petting and he ended up fucking me. ”
“Oh my god! But why with Al? Why fuck your brother if there are more than enough guys who are dying to have sex with any one of us girls!”
“And tell the whole school what a slut you are. I would rather die than let one of those immature little bastards touch me. He will fuck you, then he won’t be able to wait to brag about it to all his friends and to add insult to injury his pee-pee is probably the size of a weeny and wont give you any pleasure but still made you pregnant because he cares sweet all about birth control. ”
“Okay, but still! Al! Isn’t fucking your brother like, you know, incest or something?!”
“We’re not going to have babies, dummy.
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Okay, it felt gross the first time he French kissed me but the fucking is out of this world. ”
“You do stuff like this?” I pointed a by now trembling finger at the computer screen.
“You bet. ”
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I don’t have a brother. For a few weeks I pondered asking Carla if she thought her brother would be interested in fucking me also, but that never progressed into anything more than a daydream. I became thoroughly frustrated, watching hard porno but having to contend with only my finger to gratify my steadily increasing desire for sex.
Watching porno clips with Carla one afternoon I complained to her about not having a brother. She looked at me considering an answer and I was half hoping that she would offer sharing Al, but instead she said: “You have a really sexy dad, Angie. Mom says your mom treats him like shit. If I were you I would make notice my hot body and begin hinting that I need someone to fuck me. It’s a simple recipe. It worked like a charm with Al. ”
“We’re talking about my dad! I can’t fuck my dad!”
“There’s a whole directory here full of daddies fucking their kids. It happens all the time, only nobody ever talks about it, just the same as with Al and me. Know what? I have been fantasizing about my dad fucking me.
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Am I becoming a real little slut or what?”
“Yeah, but you can afford to fantasize about your dad because you have Al, you don’t have to fuck your dad. You can fantasize about your dad all you want and then Al sneaks into your bed and screw you and you get what you want. The thing is Carla, you and Al both want to screw each other, while my dad doesn’t even know I am craving him. ”
“So you have been thinking about it, you precious little slutty, you! Listen Angie, I never knew Al wanted to screw me and he never knew I was so fucking hot for him. Only when I started teasing him a bit and he started showing me that I made him horny did we discover we wanted the same thing. ”
“You seriously propose that I should seduce my dad?”
“You want to seduce him already! Gosh Angie, he’s attractive! Look at him next to the pool, will you? He has good looks and he has a great body. He dwarfs you babe, he is at least one meter eighty and you are what, one five fifty because we are the same height. Check out his shoulders and his arms when you see him again. And his thighs! Your dad is a stud! I bet you any odds I can get him to fuck me inside one month if you’re not interested. Just imagine his body on top of mine, then imagine him on top of you.
I’m positively drooling, Angie!”
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That Saturday night Mom and Dad went out separately. Dad came home about midnight and woke me up when he busied himself in the kitchen making himself a quick snack. I didn’t go to sleep again immediately. I started thinking about seducing him and slowly started playing with myself. I rubbed my breasts pretending it was him lusting after me.
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I rolled and tweaked my nipples, pinching them hard while imagining that I was begging him to be gentle.
Then Mom came home. She was loud and I knew she was plastered. Dad asked politely whether she had a good time and she answered: “God John, that was the damn hottest strip show I’ve ever been to. It got me horny as hell and I still am. Why don’t you drag me upstairs and screw my brains out?”
Dad replied quietly: “Nine o’clock most nights you don’t have any inclination for sex when I want it. You come back from a sex show half past midnight and now that you want it I must produce it for you. Have you ever though that I may eventually get fed up with living off the scraps?”
“John, I work terrible hours. Most nights I simply cannot muster the energy for ex. We’ve been over this so many times. Now I need to be fucked and I know you want it too. Drag me to bed and fuck me, John. ”
They were silent for a few minutes so I guessed they were kissing, then Mom giggled a little drunkenly and they went up the stairs noisily. After some noise and drunken laughter and giggling from mom and some growling noises from Dad that I couldn’t make out they were very quiet for a few minutes again and I presumed they were kissing again. Then Mom whimpered loudly and I heard her cry out “Oh, John!”
From the clear sound of her voice I assumed that their bedroom door was open.
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Their bedroom is upstairs and directly above mine. When both our windows are open in summer I can hear them making love those infrequent times when it happens. Their bed’s headboard bangs against the wall and Mom doesn’t exactly whisper when she cums. Lately I have started masturbating when I heard them fucking because it gives me an extra jolt when I hear Dad’s animal grunts as he cums.
I crept out of bed and up the stairs. I had assumed correctly. Their door was only half shut and I had a very pornographic view of my Dad fucking my Mom. My eyes were already adjusted to the dark and I could see Dad’s cock rhythmically slamming into Mom’s pussy with long, deep strokes just like in some porn clips. I squinted, trying to form an idea how big he was and just then he pulled back too far and Mom wiggled her ass too much and it slipped out. It was huge. My Dad has a cock any time as good as a porn stud. Not as big as the weird ones, not ten inches, but he compared pretty good with any of the regular stud cocks I have watched.
Dad didn’t put his cock straight back in but ordered Mom to kneel in front of him and proceeded to fuck her doggie-style, holding her by her hips and pounding her pussy so that his pelvis slapped rhythmically, thwak, thwak, thwak against her but. I have seen it done on screen but never live like this. He was slamming his meat into her pussy and she was moaning, groaning and crying out.
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Watching the way she moved her ass I could sense the pleasure she derived from his cock and my own pussy lips swelled until they ached. I could not keep my hands off my nipples and pinched them hard. Mom’s fingers were digging into the sheets now and she was urging him on and on. “Yes John! Yes! Fuck my pussy! Fuck me, John!” I watched as her body started bucking at the onset of her orgasm.
Dad, breathing heavily grunted something I did not understand then: “Whatever you get from your bitches, they can’t give you this, can they. ” Mom let out a wail in response and then I watched her whimper and thrash about through the throes of her first orgasm as Dad just kept on dominating her body and kept on fucking her until she had a second and a third, and then it looked as if her orgasms ran one into the other and she thrashed and whimpered and cried unintelligible things and sobbed and finally wailed uncontrollably as Dad came inside her pussy, grunting and groaning like some rutting farm animal.
I snuck back to bed shaken and trembling. I played with myself more roughly than I ever did before. I pinched my nipples mercilessly. I thrust two fingers up my pussy all the way up to my knuckles. I pictured Dad’s cock in my mind and lusted for something more substantial. There was a candle on my dressing table and I reached out, pulled it from the candle holder and inserted the blunt side into my pussy, slowly sticking it up into my wet tunnel as far as it could go. It felt hard and a little uncomfortable but was still thin compared to Dad’s meat. I started fucking myself with my candle while rubbing my clit in circles around and around with four flat fingers of my other hand, urging myself on in my mind: ‘Come on, bitch! So, you want your Dad, do you? Then take this, you little slut. This and this and this! You want his meat the way Mom gets it?’ and so on and on until I came, rubbing my clit with the fingers of one hand while boring the candle into myself, angling it towards my elusive G-spot, and that all consuming orgasm that I have not yet been able to trigger.
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I had kicked off my sheets and got rid of my cotton nightie so as to be totally nude to myself when I rubbed my breasts and teased my nipples. I must have been sighing and groaning really hard because Dad opened my door to a crack to see what was happening to me. What was happening was that I was coming, my butt flying off the mattress and my body writhing and thrashing about. It was the best come I had ever had and I never even noticed Dad at the door until he started closing it and the slight movement caught my eyes as I fell back limp on the mattress, panting and wet with perspiration.
I blushed crimson in the dark, thinking of what Dad saw and what I little slut I must have looked like. I did not plan it to happen and I really wasn’t ready for him to see me masturbating. Eventually I told myself: ‘Okay, now he knows that I masturbate. He probably also know that I saw him and Mom, and in that case he knows that it drove me wild with desire. ’ I would pretend I didn’t see him and would look for any sign that his behavior towards me has changed.
I didn’t know what I expected, but I was disappointed with Dad’s reaction over the following days. There was no staring, no drooling, no sexually loaded remarks, in fact nothing. The incident was so completely ignored by him that I wondered if I had really seen him at my door.
Knowing that Dad had seen me nude and horny and masturbating made me a little bolder though, I was not quite ready to give up on seducing him yet. I overheard him telling Mom that was coming home early on Wednesday afternoon to fetch the lawnmower, as it needed a service. The garden shed is inside the pool enclosure and so I prepared myself.
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On Wednesday afternoon I went tanning next to the pool. I put on lots of suntan lotion so that my body glistened and waited topless on my tanning towel next to the pool. When I heard his car I just peeked to make sure that he was alone and then lay down on my back with my legs spread so that my ankles were off the towel on both sides. I had enough time stretch my tanga over my crotch to display my camel toe and tweak my nipples until they were hard. I placed a magazine over my face as if I had been shading my face and was ready for my act by the time I heard the back door open. The magazine was my excuse for not noticing Dad immediately when he approached so I could hold my pose for him as long as possible.
It worked! I heard him approach and then stop at the gate to the enclosure but not opening the catch. I placed my tanning towel so that from the gate would be looking straight down the V of my legs and into my camel toe. There was nothing subtle about my display. I lay unmoving apart from my nipples getting harder and my camel toe filling out more. Dad was silent for what felt like a very long time, then he opened the gate with a cough and I looked up feigning surprise.
“Dad! What are you doing home?” I asked still acting surprised. I had left my top in my room so I had to cover my breasts with my arms.
“I came for the lawnmower. ” He answered and I could hear his voice sounded stressed.
“I didn’t realize you tanned topless, Angel. You must be careful not to get your nipples sunburnt. You should put a touch of factor 30 just on your nipples only if you don’t have nipple caps. ”
“Do we have factor 30 in the house, Dad?”
“I have a tube in my bathroom cabinet. ”
“Please fetch it for me, Dad. Please! Pleeeze!”
He went into the house to fetch it and the gears in my mind spun. When he came back with it I said: “Dad, can you put it on really carefully so that it does not spill over on my breasts. I am going to make a mess of it if I try. ” He looked at me and for a few moments he was at a loss for words.
“Do you really want me to do it for you?” he asked and his voice sounded as if he swallowed a grater.
“Please, Daddy! Must I stand up or lie down?”
“I think it will be easier if you are lying down. ”
I did so, placing my feet about half a meter apart to show off my crotch.
Okay, daddy, I was thinking, let’s see if you can ignore me now.
He kneeled next to me. His fingers were trembling when he touched a dollop of lotion to my nipple and started rubbing it all over the small circle of my areola, which shrank and bunched up as soon as he started rubbing it.
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Wordlessly he rubbed my nipple, rolling it and milking it between his thumb and index finger, sending exquisite pangs of pleasure straight to my clitoris. I groaned softly as my buttocks involuntarily contracted, lifting my pubis.
I lifted my arms above my head to lift my breasts. I was so blatantly randy now that I had to close my eyes. “Will it be better if I lie like this?” I asked and my hoarse voice must have let him know that I was really excited.
“Yes. ” He almost groaned, “It is a lot better. ” He almost reluctantly finished teasing my nipple. “I think this one is done, now the other one. ” and then did the same to my other nipple. I sighed with my eyes closed and licked my lips and my buttocks wriggled a little on the towel.
“Am I doing it okay, Angel?” he asked softly, and there was a lustful undertone in his voice which made me open my eyes and see that he was staring at my hard little nipple with his lips slightly parted and his tongue sticking out a little.
Good! I thought satisfied. Ignore me now again, huh? “Oh gosh, Daddy! I had no idea your fingers would fire up my nipples like that. ” He finished up reluctantly and I didn’t do anything to cover my breasts immediately.
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Let him look all he wants to, I decided, burn my tits into your brain, Daddy!
“Oh I’m sorry Angel. I didn’t mean to embarrass you or anything. ” He said softly, almost whispering.
“Daddy It’s okay, really. I just didn’t know it would feel so good when a man touched my nipples like that. Gosh dad, I almost didn’t want you to stop. Does that mean I am a sex fiend or something?” Was I sounding too slutty? I watched him closely for any signs of displeasure with me.
“No Angel, I think it is pretty normal to get excited if a man touches your nipples. We were both a little naïve to think that it would be different just because I am your dad. ”
“Dad, you understand so much and you are such a great guy. Can I come to you sometime when we have a lot of privacy to talk to you about sex and stuff? You see Daddy, all my girl friends are starting to date and there is a lot of petting and necking and stuff going on at parties. Some of my girl friends are into sex already. I need to know about boys and how to stay safe and, oh Daddy, I have such a lot of questions. I really don’t know anything about sex. What if I go out with a boy and get into a situation.
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I need you to give me some sex education!”
“Gosh Angie, I would have thought your friends are still way too young to get involved with sex, Dear. Gee Girl, isn’t this more you and your Mom’s domain? Shouldn’t you have this discussion with her?”
“Dad! Can you see me discussing sex with Mom? We will never get past first base. ”
“You do have a point, Angel. So when are we going to talk?”
“What about on Saturday night when Mom is out with her hen night friends?”
“Can do, a couple of the guys are watching the game at Fred Michaels’ house, so I will be back at home at about nine. We can have a nice relaxed chat then, how does that sound?”
He was still on his knees next to me. I reached up and put my hands around his neck and pulled his head closer. “Gosh Daddy, you are the sweetest, sexiest, most caring guy I know. I know you are going to teach me everything I need to know. Now gimme a real man kiss before you go. ”
“Angie! You are being silly now!” I didn’t mind being silly. I pulled him down and myself up and suddenly he put his arms around me and lifted me up to him so that I was on my knees in front of him, straddling his leg with mine. I sat down on his thigh pressing my knee against his crotch and put my arms around him. He hesitated only for the briefest moment before kissing me on my mouth. Not a French kiss or anything sexual, just a solid, sweet, lips to lips kiss, but it was much more of a kiss than the pecks I usually got from him lately.
I ran my flat hands up and down his upper arms, lightly caressing his biceps and triceps with my fingers.
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“Gosh Daddy, you have a great body. You dwarf me!” I used Carla’s words, “You lifted me up as if I weigh nothing at all. Firm embrace! Give me a firm embrace!”
“Angie! One embrace, then I must go. ” He hugged me to him and I squeezed myself against him as hard as I could. He bent down over me and kissed my hair. “Gosh Angie, I haven’t been noticing how fast you are growing up lately. ” He said with a small groan.
He released me and I noticed that his fingers were trembling slightly. He was just a little shaken, I decided a little smugly. “Do you think I am sexy, Daddy?”
“Way too sexy to be hugging and kissing your Dad, Sweetheart. I’ll have to put on a fresh shirt now. You soaked this one with suntan lotion!”
I lay back on my towel, sticking my pert tits up to the sun to catch its late afternoon warmth while watching him fetch the lawnmower from the shed. He was looking at me in between everything he did, not even pretending not to. His pants bulged behind his zipper and he turned his back to me to hide the fact that he had to adjust his cock but I knew perfectly well what he was doing. It felt like a good afternoon’s work.
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I could hardly concentrate on any school work on Thursday and Friday. What I was planning to do felt so wrong. It went against the grain of everything I thought I believed in, but it was as if a fire of lust has been kindled inside the nether regions of my being and it defied all my attempts at putting it out. Masturbating only fed it. I could make myself cum repeatedly, leaving myself panting, weak kneed and drained but still yearning for something more that I instinctively knew I was missing.
I slowly, almost unconsciously, realized what it was that I had to have. I not only lusted for Daddy to fuck me, I needed him to dominate my body during sex. I needed so surrender myself to his desires. I knew that as he would be taking me, using me for his pleasure, he would be slaking my lust. I was having this recurring fantasy of him holding my wrists down above my head with one big, strong hand, torturing my nipples with the other while fucking me beyond that threshold where my fingers won’t function.
While getting my mind around what I needed, and battling with the wrongness of my planned incestuous fling with Dad, I almost desperately searched for alternatives.
I studied every boy in my class during those two days, also those in my grade, the older ones I knew and some I only knew from seeing around. I weighed them up against the need that I felt inside me. I knew that I could manipulate any one of those boys to fuck me if I wanted them to. I was attractive, sharp and everybody liked me.
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I had gran’s soft, full lips and big brown eyes that guys seemed to drown in. I knew from girl gossip that quite a few boys had already hinted at making it with me. I rejected every last one of them. They seemed childish to me, immature and woefully inexperienced around girls. The mental picture of Dad fucking Mom was engraved into my mind and I almost laughed out aloud when I put any of the boys I knew into that frame.
Carla’s brother Al was the only alternative to Dad that would do. I could have a go at seducing Al if I could only find the opportunity to do it. I was convinced that Al would fuck me if I gave him even half a chance. I went over to Clara on the pretext of watching some porn, which I liked anyway, but also to check out on Al’s whereabouts over the weekend. My alternative option was shot down in flames. Al was going trout fishing. I was really disappointed but kind of decided that I’ll wait for him.
However, by eight o’clock Saturday evening I was trembling with excitement. Al was trout fishing somewhere and Daddy would be home by nine. He was expecting to come home to an open hearted Daddy to Angie sex talk and I was quite certain that he was looking forward to it.
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Oh god, so was I. I walked home from Clara, we are staying only four houses from each other and we live in a really safe neighborhood. Clara wanted to know why I had to go so early so I told her: “I have a private date with Dad“.
“A date with your Dad? What do you mean? Oh my god, is this a hot date? You are into screwing your Dad and you don’t tell me?”
“Not quite into yet, but I think he has swallowed the bait”.
“Oh my god! You mean Wednesday when you let him rub your titties?” Clara and I do not keep secrets from each other. Sharing is half the fun.
“I’ll tell you everything later. ”
“Oh my god! You little slutty minx, you!”
Part 2 continues. . . .
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