12 comments/ 196951 views/ 44 favorites A Family Changed Forever By: guiltydad2 This is the story of how my family was changed forever. This story is almost completely true. A few details have been changed for obvious reasons. We are a typical family. Maybe a little more fortunate than some, but I consider us typical....or at least I did. It was spring break three years ago. We were supposed to be going to Arizona for spring break. My wife, son, two daughters, and I we going to be spending a week at my parents' winter home having fun in the sun by their incredible pool. Unfortunately, my wife is an attorney and her most important client had a class action lawsuit take a horrible turn a week before we were supposed to leave. So, we cancelled the trip and decided to take a family vacation later in the summer. We were supposed to fly out that Friday, but instead we were all at home that night. All, except my 16 year old daughter, Claire. She had decided to spend the night at a friend's house. My wife and I decided to make popcorn and watch a movie with our children. Our son Luke was home from college for spring break. He is our oldest child and was handling the disappointment of our cancelled trip very well. He could have probably tagged along with some college friends, but he decided to spend the break with us. Kate was not taking the situation nearly as well. She was 18 at the time and had gotten into a screaming argument with her mother a few days ago. That is why she was stuck at home with us that night. She had taken the argument a little too far and said some choice words to her mother that resulted in her being grounded for the weekend. Kate blamed my wife for ruining her senior spring break, but she had graced us with her presence for the duration of the movie. It seemed like a typical night. We watched the movie and all went to bed a little before midnight. I was lying in bed when I heard something. I looked over at the clock and it was almost 2 a.m. I am a very light sleeper and I often hear things at night. I didn't think much of it and tried to go back to sleep. Then I heard another sound. This time I was sure it was the sound of a voice. I got out of bed and headed down the hall to find the source of the sounds. I figured it was my daughter on her phone that she was grounded from for the weekend. I opened the door to her room and saw that she was sound asleep. I then checked to see if Luke was awake, but he also was sleeping. So I headed down to the basement to see if Kate had left the TV on after the movie. When I got to the bottom of the stairs, I knew something was wrong. The hair was standing up on the back of my neck and I knew there was someone in the house. I turned to get back upstairs when I heard the sound of a gun being cocked and then a deep voice said, "Don't move." I froze. "Put your hands up." The voice said. I raised my hands Then I heard a second voice. "Dude, let's get out of here!" "Shut up and let me handle this." The first voice snapped back. "How many people are in the house with you? And don't lie to me, or everyone dies." Then the other voice pleaded again, "Dude, come on. No one was supposed to be home. Let's get the fuck out of here!" "I said, shut up and let me handle this! We aren't walking away from this score." the man with the gun pointed at me said with confidence. Then he asked me again. "How many people are in the house and don't fucking lie to me!" I was ready to lie and say I was alone, but the vision of these two walking through the house and killing my family flashed though my head. "3 others." I whispered. "Where are they?" "Upstairs, and they are all sleeping. Just take what you want and leave. " I pleaded. "Just please leave them alone." Then the man that was obviously the leader of the two spoke. "Here's what's going to happen. You are going to walk upstairs and we are going to get everyone together in a room. We are going to tie you up and then take what we want and everyone will live to see tomorrow." "Ok." I replied. The two men followed me upstairs. I first went to my son's room. I followed their instructions to wake him. My son was startled when I woke him, but he quickly grasped the gravity of the situation when he saw the two men in masks with guns pointing at us. They ordered us to Kate's room where we woke Kate up. I had to cover her mouth to keep her from screaming when she saw the men with guns. I was terrified that if she screamed, the men would kill us. Or that she would wake her mother and start a series of events that would end up with us all dead. The two men forced us down the hall to my bedroom. There I turned on the light and my wife slowly awoke from her deep sleep. Once she realized we weren't alone, she jumped out of bed as if she was going to do something. She quickly came to her senses and froze after she jumped out of bed. It was then that she and everyone else in the room noticed that she was completely naked. My wife was 45 at the time. She is an attractive woman. She has a normal body for a 45 year old that gave birth to three kids, She is 5'6" tall and was probably 150 pounds then. She was not in the best shape. She didn't have time to exercise much and we ate well. She does have large breasts though. 38DD breasts that only sag in a perfectly natural way. I find her attractive and I think most men would find her naturally attractive. The two burglars unfortunately did. "Well, look what we have here!" the leader hooted. My wife started to reach for the covers, when the leader ordered her to stay where she was and not to move. The leader of the two then looked at the other and said, "I just changed the plan for tonight." I could see him smile a wicked smile beneath the mask he was wearing. It sent a terrible chill through my body. I was terrified at what they might do to my wife and daughter. But, not in my wildest dreams would I have guessed what came next. "It looks like mommy likes to sleep in the nude." the leader giggled as he spoke. To be honest, my wife almost always slept in the nude. It was no secret to anyone in our family. In fact, all five of us had seen each other naked on multiple occasions and never thought much of it. We were just open about nudity and our bodies. We weren't freaks about it, but we were all comfortable if we accidently caught a glimpse of each other naked it was no big deal. "Yea, it sure does look that way" the other burglar added. " And she ain't half bad for an old lady." My wife now had one arm trying unsuccessfully to cover her large breasts and her other hand covering her pussy. "Put your arms at your side, bitch!" ordered the leader. "Let everyone see what mommy looks like. Look at mommy everyone. Look at those huge tits and that hairy pussy! God damn that's a sexy bitch" "Dude, look at the boy! It looks like he thinks mommy is sexy too!" The second man said pointing at my son's crotch. My son was only wearing boxers and they were not hiding what was going on down there. He had a noticeable bulge showing and by the looks of it was close to a full erection. It was then that I noticed that we were all wearing very little. I also was only in boxers and Kate was wearing panties and very short cut-off t-shirt that barely covered her perky breasts. We were all standing in my large bedroom suite staring at my naked wife, who was clearly uncomfortable being the center of attention. And she also was clearly shocked that Luke was developing an erection while looking at her. "It sure does look like he likes what he sees." Chuckled the leader. "It doesn't seem fair that mommy is naked all alone. I guess we should let her put some clothes on...Or better yet, why don't the rest of you get naked. NOW!" he barked as he pointed the gun at us with emphasis. "Take your clothes off. All of you!" I started to protest, but I stopped when he pointed the gun at my face as I spoke. So we all took off our clothes and now we were all standing naked in front of each other. And it was confirmed that my son was having an unfortunate reaction to the tension. His erection was in full view for everyone to see. And it was hard not to look at his erection. It was a nice sized dick. It wasn't as long as mine is, but it was much, much thicker. Maybe twice as thick as mine, which in all honesty isn't that thick. Mine is about 8 inches long but average girth. Luke's erection was maybe 6 inches long, but was unusually fat for that length. My wife had seen Luke naked a number of times, but I don't think she had ever seen his dick fully erect as she was now. I caught her looking at Luke's hard dick a couple of times as the two burglars were whispering to each other. The thought of my wife wanting to look at Luke's dick was perversely turning me on a little. I could feel my own penis starting to swell a bit. I tried to think of something else and focus on the terrible danger we were all obviously in. I thought about these two assholes hurting my wife and daughter. Then I looked at my grown up daughter. She wasn't my little girl anymore. She was a woman in every sense of the word. She was standing naked in front of me and she looked so much like her mother did when I met her in college. Except her breasts were not nearly as large as my wife's were, but Kate has the most perfect nipples and her body is much firmer than my wife's ever was. And where my wife had always preferred a more natural look to her pussy, my daughter had a very neatly trimmed strip of hair above hers. "What the fuck is wrong with me" I thought as I caught myself checking out my own daughter. I looked up and Kate was looking at me with the strange look in her eyes. I was so ashamed. My daughter caught me and knew I was staring at her naked body. And she could tell it had given me an erection. I was mortified! Then the leader spoke to us. "Listen very carefully to what I am about to say. You will do exactly as we tell you and you will live. The first one to protest anything we say will get to watch everyone else die before we kill you. Does everyone understand what I am saying? Answer me!" "Yes." We all said together. "Good. Now that we are clear. It's time to have a little fun. And from the look of everyone, this is something you are all going to enjoy. It looks like the guys are already primed for the game I want to play, but I can't tell if the women are yet. So let's get them warmed up a little. Ladies, get on the bed and lie down on your backs!" I didn't know what to think. At any moment these guys could kill us. I was also horrified at the thought of them killing Luke and I and then raping the girls. For the first time in my life I was not in control. I had absolutely no control over what was going to happen. All I could do was listen to what they told us to do and try to keep my family calm and try to survive this. Then he told us what to do. "Now, you guys go eat their pussies until they get good and hot!" I instinctively started to move towards my wife. Not even thinking about the fact that was going to leave my son to perform cunnilingus on my daughter. "NO!" barked the leader. "Let the boy eat his mom. You eat your daughter" I looked at Luke and he looked at me. I just gave him a nod and said, "Just do as they say. No matter what, son." So it began. I crawled onto the bed as did my son. I looked at my wife and whispered " I love you, Kim." She gave me a knowing look and I knew she understood what was about to happen and that she loved me too. I then looked at Kate and told her I was sorry. She just turned her head and looked away as I moved my head between her legs and placed my mouth on her lips. I heard my wife slightly gasp as I assume Luke started his tongue assault on her pussy. I wondered to myself if she was enjoying it, or if he knew how to please her. Then I found it hard to think about them. My mind started to focus on what I was doing. My tongue started to trace my daughter's outer labia. She smelled so clean and she tasted so sweet. So different than my wife, who had a more musky taste that I had learned to love over the years. But Kate tasted almost like nectar. I found myself starting to lick with more purpose. I licked my way up and found her clit and started to flick my tongue across it. My daughter started to squirm a little and I heard her moan. And it turned me on! I took her clit between my lips and gently sucked on it as I flicked my tongue across it and her legs actually started to close and squeeze my head. She was enjoying it. She was really enjoying it. I could hear the commentary from the two burglars. They were actually encouraging us to make them cum on our faces. "Come on dude. Suck on your mommy's hairy cunt. Make her cum all over your face. Look at her, she loves it!" I could hear the second burglar say. "I bet daddy makes his daughter cum before the boy makes his mommy cum." Teased the leader. I couldn't tell what was going on with Luke and my wife. My daughter had my head pinned between her legs squeezing as I went crazy on her clit. I then slid my tongue down so I could stick it in her pussy only to find that she was soaking wet. And she was so tight that my tongue had a hard time squeezing in her love hole. I knew my daughter wasn't a virgin, so it was surprising that she was still this tight. Of course it had been nearly 22 years since I ate out an 18 year old girl. So it wasn't like I was an expert on the matter. I could tell Kate was close to cumming. I was so caught up in making her cum, that I had almost forgot about the situation we were in. But I was quickly reminded that I was still not in control. "Guys, flip around on the girls and get in a 69 with them. I want to see them sucking your cocks." The leader ordered us. As I lifted my head from my daughter's pussy, I looked over at my son and wife. He too was lifting from his position. I looked at his face and it was covered with my wife's juices. He obviously was doing something right. My wife normally doesn't get that wet anymore. I looked at my wife and she had a mortified look on her face. I knew her well enough to know why. She was enjoying it and she hated herself for it. She couldn't look me in the eyes. I slowly moved my body around to position my dick in my daughter's face. As I did, I watched my son's fat cock move over my wife's head. To my shock, as soon as it got within reach, she eagerly reached her mouth for it and sucked his fat cock-head into her mouth. She moved a hand up to hold it in a position where she could try to handle it. But she has a small mouth. Hell, she struggles with my cock. But she stretched her mouth beyond the limits I thought possible to get the whole tip of his cock into her mouth. I was fixated on watching her. She was sucking on his cock like I have never seen her do to me. She was possessed and licking and sucking on his cock and balls. I couldn't believe what I was seeing from her. It was like she had lost all control of herself and completely given in to the most carnal of desires. My wife was sucking my son's cock as he was sucking her clit. And I was perversely turned on by it. And then I felt my daughter's mouth wrap around my cock. I looked back between our bodies and watched her tongue lick the shaft of my extremely rigid dick. Then she again placed my cock between her lips and sucked me into her mouth. This clearly was not the first time my daughter had sucked on a penis before. Even in the slightly awkward position we were in, she was having no trouble taking most of my manhood into her mouth. Her head kept lifting off the bed to get as much of me into her mouth as possible. I could not believe that my daughter was actually trying to deep throat my cock! We had all lost all sense of decency and self control. At that moment I also gave completely in to the depravity and searched out my daughter's clit with my tongue. Then the leader spoke. "Well, I've seen enough of this. It looks like everyone is plenty warmed up. I think it's time to really heat things up." I remember that there was a part of me that was actually sad that he had stopped me before I came in my daughter's mouth. She was driving me crazy and I was so close. But the leader ordered my son and me off the bed. I was really worried that the burglars were going to do something awful to my wife and daughter. The reality of the situation came rushing back and again I was helpless to do anything about it. Everything was completely out of my control. "Dude, make them fuck!" The second burglar said as he nudged the leader with his arm. "I want to bust a nut watching them fuck each other." The leader pointed the gun at my son and I and said, "You heard the man. Start fucking!" I didn't even attempt to head for my wife. I knew they would just order me back to my daughter. And truth be told, a part of me wanted to know what Kate's tight pussy would feel like wrapped around my long slender cock. As I crawled on top of my daughter, I looked at her and told her I was sorry. This time she did not turn away. She looked back at me and whispered, "It's ok daddy. Better you than one of them." I turned to look at my wife. She was looking at me with a sadness in her eyes. For a moment she had come to her senses and realized what was happening and the effect this moment would have on our lives forever. I knew my wife very well. I could almost read her thoughts. She was feeling the same self-disgust as I was for partly enjoying this nightmare. My son guided his thick cock to the opening where he entered this world 20 years earlier. As he pressed into his mom, my wife, her eyes went as wide as her pussy must have been stretching. Her eyes were fixed on mine. And her eyes said it all. It felt good. It felt really good! Whatever sadness or guilt she had been feeling moments ago vanished without a trace. Her eyes became wild and she looked away from me and focused on her son that was impaling her with a girth that she had never felt in her life. I watched for a brief moment longer as she grabbed my son's ass and pulled him all the way into her and she let out an audible "Unghh." I looked down at my daughter who had that "deer in the headlights" look. The tip of my penis had been pressed against the entrance to her wet pussy while I had been watching my son and wife. I locked eyes with my daughter as I very slowly pressed into her. My God, she was tight. There was pressure on every square millimeter of my cock. By the time I had pressed all the way into her, it was all I could do not to cum right there and then. My eyes were still locked with my daughter's. When I had finally pressed into her as far as I thought I could, she repositioned her legs and shifted her hips just a bit, giving me the ability to press even further into her. I pressed that final inch into her and we both groaned in pleasure. I don't know what it felt like to her, but this was the best feeling pussy I have ever had. I started slowly pumping in and out of my daughter. It's awful to admit, but I wanted to make it last and I was dangerously close to cumming. I varied the depth and the angle of my strokes, savoring every exquisite sensation that my daughter's tunnel was giving me. It was so surreal. I was having the best fuck of my life and it was with my own daughter! "A little faster, baby." My wife's words broke me from my focus on my daughter. I looked over and my wife had her legs bent up in the air giving my son easy access to plunge his cock as deep as it would go in his mother's sopping wet pussy. "Just a little faster, baby." She urged my son. I couldn't believe my wife was asking her own son go faster. My wife and I had a good sex life for a couple that has been married over 20 years. We knew how to please each other and we did so a few times a week on average. One unique thing about my wife was that she could only climax during intercourse if she was on top. It allowed her to grind her clit on me in such a way that guaranteed her a satisfying orgasm. In the 22 plus years we had been having sex, I could count on one hand the times I made her cum during intercourse in a position other than her on top. And it was easy to tell when she was about to cum. Her chest and neck would turn red. The more red she got and the larger the area that turned red, the bigger the impending orgasm would be. So when I looked at her and saw how red her chest and neck were, I was stunned that my own son was about to give her a massive orgasm even though my wife was on her back. I knew my wife well enough to know that she was out of control. Lost in her own pleasure and waves of endorphins. She wasn't thinking like a mother anymore. She was a woman that wanted to cum hard. And she was about to. A Family Changed Forever: Aftermath This is the story of what happened after that fateful night. If you did not read the first chapter of this story, I recommend you do so. I am telling this story with the benefit of the knowledge I received almost a year later when my wife and I finally opened to each other and shared our true thoughts and feelings about this period of our lives. The next morning was extremely awkward to say the least. As usual, I was the first to wake up. I had rolled off my daughter at some point during the night, but she was still sleeping peacefully by my side, snuggled up against my side to keep warm. I had hoped it had all been a bizarre dream, but seeing my naked daughter next to me and looking to the other side of the bed where my son was still sleeping with his head resting on his mother's chest, I had to face the realization that it all really had happened. We had been forced at gunpoint to do the unthinkable. Those bastards had forced us to do things to each other that no right-minded family would ever consider. I had been forced to have sex with my own daughter, and my wife had been forced to have sex with our son. They had come to rob us of our possessions and ended up robbing us of so much more. Our lives would never be the same. Even then, I knew it. What had been done could never be undone. There was no going back to the way things were before. My heart was broken and I felt sick to my stomach. I rushed out of bed and ran to the bathroom where I threw up as the details of the previous night replayed in my head. I flushed the toilet and washed my face in the sink. That's when I heard my wife shriek. "Oh my God! Luke, get off of me!" I shut off the water and rushed back into the bedroom to see my son standing naked beside the bed. My wife had grabbed the sheets and covered herself. My daughter was trying to wake up and figure out what was going on. Everyone looked dazed and confused. "Oh my God. Oh my God," was all my wife could say over and over again. She had a horrified look on her face as the memories of the previous night played through her head. The realization of what had happened was almost too much for her to take. I told my son and daughter to go to their rooms and get dressed and wait for me to come get them. I asked my wife to do the same while I checked out the house to see what all had been stolen and make sure the house was secure. To my shock, only our basement TV and computer were gone. The burglars must have just grabbed what they could carry of value and ran off. Otherwise, the house was just as it had been. If only the same could have been said about my family. I headed back upstairs to my bedroom to see how my wife was doing. Kim had managed to get herself dressed and she seemed to have gotten over the initial shock. I began to tell her about the stolen items, but she cut me off. "Get Luke and Kate and meet me in the kitchen. We all need to talk." She said with a tone that made it clear that this wasn't to be debated. I went to my son's room and knocked on the door. "Come in." My son said sheepishly. I opened the door to find my son sitting on his bed with his face in his hands. He looked up at me with a frightened and lost look in his eyes. "I'm so sorry dad." He started to say. I held up my hand to stop him from saying more. "Your mom wants to have a family meeting in the kitchen. We can talk about all this there. Don't worry son, we will get through this." I said as I tried to comfort him. I walked to my daughter's door and hesitated as I reached for the door. How was I going to look my daughter in the face? I was so ashamed about what had happened the night before. It wasn't so much what I had been forced to do that I was ashamed about, but rather it was the fact I had allowed myself to enjoy it so thoroughly and completely. I raised my hand to the door to knock, but it opened before I reached it. My daughter walked by me without even looking at me and said as she walked to the kitchen, "I heard. Family meeting in the kitchen." I felt about 2 feet tall. "My daughter couldn't even stand to look at me," I thought to myself as I headed for the kitchen feeling like the worst father in the world. My wife was back to her normal self. At least that is how she portrayed herself as she spoke. She said all the right things about how this was a horrible thing that happened to us. How we would get through this and not let this moment define the rest of our lives or our relationships with each other. We all followed her lead and said the politically correct things. We all agreed that we would not let this change us as a family and that our 16 year old daughter, Claire, must never know about what happened. We would keep this a secret and only speak of it during counseling, which we all agreed was absolutely necessary. We all hugged when the family meeting was over and put on our best faces and tried our hardest to get through the weekend. Unfortunately, none of us really believed in our hearts that we were going to be the same family ever again. ------------------------------------------------------ Nearly three months had passed since that tragic night. It had been a very difficult time for my family. Luke had gone back to college and was seeing a counselor regularly there. Kate struggled through her last few months of high school. She blamed it on senioritis, but we all knew what was really troubling her. My wife and I were struggling too. Though we were getting along fine in the everyday aspects of our marriage, we had not been able to have sex once during that time. We had tried a few times, but neither of us were able to get into the moment enough to get beyond foreplay. That was a big change from the two or three times a week we normally had sex. We simply could not find a way to connect the way we used to. We were all seeing counselors on our own as well as a semi-monthly group session. The counseling was helping, but it was a very slow process. Looking back, progress was slowed because we were all lying to ourselves and one another about what happened that night. I know it wasn't until many months later that I finally admitted to my counselor that I had secretly enjoyed having sex with my daughter. The others weren't admitting their true feelings about that night either, at least not in the group sessions. Things got even more awkward when Luke came home for the summer. It was just one more person in the house regularly that wasn't acting normal. Though Claire still had no idea of what had happened, she was constantly asking us what was wrong with everyone. It was a very painful time for everyone and our family truly had been forever changed. I was really struggling. I couldn't sleep at all. I was a very light sleeper and any unfamiliar sound at night would get my adrenaline pumping and make it impossible to get back to sleep. The new security system we had installed and the white noise generator were not helping much either. My doctor had prescribed sleeping pills for me. But I hate taking medicine, so I only would use them occasionally when I was too exhausted to function. The pills worked when I took them, but I refused to take them regularly because they completely knocked me out and I was scared we would have another break-in and I wouldn't be able to protect my family. I had become obsessed with protecting my family. I had failed as a father and a protector that night, and I vowed never to let that happen again. I had even gone so far as to buy a handgun which I had hidden under my bed. No one would ever hurt my family again. ----------------------------------------------- Two weeks after my son came home, things took a turn for the worse for my family. My kids were all in bed and my wife and I were watching TV in our bed. Kim was worried about how little I was sleeping and urged me nightly to take my sleeping pill so I could sleep. That night was no different. "Scott, honey. Did you take your pill tonight?" My wife asked. "Yes." I lied. I had already taken a pill three out of the last four nights and I wasn't about to get hooked on them. I just wanted to avoid her trying to convince me to take it, so I did what every husband does to avoid conflict. I told her what she wanted to hear. I turned off the TV and rolled over and tried to fall asleep. About an hour later, I hear my wife whisper to me, "Scott. Are you awake, honey?" I didn't reply. She asked the question again, and again I pretended to be asleep. If I had answered her, she would have known I was lying about taking the sleeping pill. A few moments later, I heard her get out of bed and head down the hall. I didn't think much of it and tried to fall back asleep. About 15-20 minutes later, I rolled over and realized my wife was still not in bed. My heart started to race as my adrenaline kicked in. Panic set in as I started to fear the worst. As silly as it may seem, I was worried that someone was in our house and my wife was in danger. I grabbed my gun, jumped out of bed, and searched the house for my wife. Careful to be quiet in case there was someone in the house, I searched the main level of the house. My wife was nowhere to be found. I made my way down to the basement to look for her, but there was no sign of her in the family room. Then I heard a noise come from the down the hall of our basement. I slowly walked down the hall towards the guest bedroom door. As I got closer, I could tell the sounds were definitely coming from the bedroom. I couldn't make out what the sounds were, but it sounded like soft moans along with a rhythmic beat that sounded like music. When I finally reached the bedroom door, I could tell that the moans seemed almost sexual and that soft music was playing in the room. "What the hell is going on in there?" I thought to myself. "And who the hell is in there? My wife? " A vision of my wife masturbating sprung into my head. I started to reach for the door handle. I had no idea what I was going to find on the other side of the door, but I had to know. I slowly started to turn the door knob when I heard a whisper from behind me. "Dad, don't!" Someone whispered to me. It startled me and I quickly turned around and instinctively pointed my gun at the source of the noise. Thankfully I realized it was my daughter, Kate, before I pulled the trigger. I was completely on edge and had nearly shot my own daughter! I quickly lowered the gun and rushed back down the hall to my daughter who was literally frozen with fear due to a gun being pointed at her. "What are you doing down here, Kate?" I asked. I had to snap my fingers in her face to get her to respond. She shook her head as if coming out of a trance and looked at me. "What the hell are you doing with a gun, dad? You hate guns," she asked. As I started to explain, she told me to whisper and she started to pull me back up the stairs. "Wait." I whispered. "I think your mom is in the guest room." "I know." Kate replied. " But you don't want to go in there." "Yes, I do!" I said. "Trust me, you don't!" Kate said with a tone and look in her eyes that resonated with me and I followed her back upstairs to my bedroom. When we got to my bedroom, I put the gun back in its hiding place under my bed and turned around to face my daughter. "Why don't you want me to go in the bedroom where your mother is? What could she possibly be doing in there? Is she ok? Is she with someone?" I asked my daughter in rapid succession as my mind rushed to make sense of everything. "Dad, just calm down and sit down and I will tell you what I know." My daughter softly pleaded with me. I sat on the edge of my bed and my daughter sat down beside me. She grabbed my hand and looked at me with loving, but very sad, eyes and started to tell me what was going on behind that door. I sat and listened in disbelief as my daughter told me what she witnessed a few nights ago. Apparently, my daughter couldn't sleep that night and had heard someone walk by her door. Then a few minutes later, she heard someone else walk by her door. Since she couldn't sleep at all, she decided to get up and see what was going on. She heard voices and saw a light coming from the basement. She could tell it was Luke and Kim that were down there and they were talking about how neither of them could sleep. She started down the stairs to join them, but as she got near the bottom of the stairs their conversation started to get more personal. So my daughter stopped at the bottom of the stairs and listened and watched as the following took place: (the following is partly what my daughter witnessed and partly from what my wife admitted to me almost a year later) "It's impossible to sleep when I can't stop thinking about that night, mom. And when I do sleep I just keep dreaming about what happened." Luke told his mother. "Oh, baby. I am so sorry for what I did." Kim started to cry as she reached out to hug Luke. "I am so ashamed of how I acted and I beg you to forgive me. It must be awful to have to remember that night and know that your own mother acted in such a horrible way. I am the worst mother in the world. Please sweetheart, please forgive me." "Mom, you don't understand. It isn't like that. I can't forgive you because there is nothing to forgive. It's you that needs to forgive me, mom. I hate myself for how I feel about that night. There is something wrong with me because a normal person doesn't enjoy having sex with his own mother. Do you understand what I am trying to say mother? The reason I can't stop thinking about that night is because it was the most erotic and incredible sexual experience of my life." Luke went on to explain how he was obsessed with the memory of that night and how he had been unable to have sex with his girlfriend back at college afterwards. My wife then asked him, "You actually think you enjoyed having sex with me, sweetie?" "Mom, that's what makes me so screwed up. I know I enjoyed it. Actually, I loved every moment of it." Luke clarified. "Sweetie, the counselor said we would have conflicted feelings about what happened and that it would be natural to be confused. You are just confused about what you are feeling. That doesn't make you screwed up at all." His mother tried her best to comfort him. "No, mom. I'm almost 21 years old and no stranger to sex. Having sex with you was the most intense and incredible moment of my life. When you were on top of me and I felt you have an orgasm, it was the greatest feeling in the world. At that moment I felt so close to you that I didn't care about the men with guns or even Kate or dad. All I could see and feel was you, mom. The rest of the world disappeared. Then when you kissed me and..." Luke was stopped by his mother's finger pressed against his lips. "That's enough, Luke." She said in a firm tone. "You can't talk about that night like that. We all got caught up in a moment that was intensified by the threat of being killed. However, it wasn't right. No matter how good it felt, it was unnatural and wrong and can never happen again." My wife said in a way that seemed like she was almost trying to convince herself as well as Luke. "It didn't feel wrong to me." Luke retorted. "It felt perfect." "Yes, it did feel perfect. But it can't ever happen again." Kim said to her son and she leaned in and kissed him gently on the forehead and then hugged him tightly. Luke had his head nuzzled in his mom's neck as she hugged him. She smelled so good to him that he couldn't resist the urge to kiss her neck. He gently started to kiss her neck and softly parted his lips and let his tongue run across her smooth skin. Kim knew she should stop him, but she couldn't say the words. Her body had ached and hungered for her son almost non-stop since that amazing night. She had never felt anything so incredible as she had when her own son had entered her, stretching her and filling her in a way she had never dreamt possible. So as her son started to suck on her ear lobe, all she could do was moan and say, "Baby, this is wrong." My son whispered into her ear, "I don't care mom. I need more than anything to make love to you tonight." With that, my wife ran her hand through her son's hair and turned his head to face her. She looked into his beautiful brown eyes and could see how much he loved and needed her. She could no longer resist and she kissed him on the lips. The kiss started out sweet and tender, but soon her son's tongue entered her mouth and the kiss caught fire. They were kissing passionately and their hands started to touch each other in places a mother and son should never touch each other. My daughter watched in shock as her brother pulled their mom's shirt over her head, exposing her huge breasts to cool basement air. Her mom's nipples were huge and fully erect and seemed to be calling out to her brother. Kate could not look away as Luke started sucking on his mother's right nipple while he squeezed and fondled her left breast. My wife grabbed her son's head and pressed it hard to her bosom and moaned out loud as her son suckled from her breast. The pleasure was so intense. Kim could not believe how much it turned her on to have her son sucking on her breast again. She actually wished she still had milk in her breasts so she could feed him like she used to when he was a baby. Her son was driving her crazy with his tongue as he played with her nipple while he sucked feverishly like a hungry animal. My son pulled of his mother's shorts while he continued teasing her nipples. He finally removed his mouth from her nipple and started to kiss his way down her belly. He wanted to taste his mother again. But before he got there, my wife grabbed his head and stopped him. She pulled his shirt over his head and started to push down his boxers with her foot. "Baby, I can't wait another moment. I need to feel you inside me again. I need you now!" She almost begged him. My son removed his boxers completely and climbed on top of his mother. She spread her legs as wide as she could while lying on the couch. She reached down and wrapped her hand around his fat cock. She could barely get her fingers all the way around it. She had almost forgotten how thick it was. She guided it to the entrance of her now dripping pussy. My wife rubbed the hard tip of my son's cock against her lips, coating it with her juices. Luke waited as his mother readied his cock to enter her. She rested his cock against her pussy and removed her hand. She wrapped her arms around his back and he looked into her eyes. "I love you so much, baby." His mom said to him as she urged him to press into her. My wife almost couldn't handle the intense pleasure that coursed through her body as her son slowly pressed his massively thick specimen into her. She felt like she was going to rip, but it felt so good. She moaned as she adjusted to his size. It felt even better than she had remembered. There was pressure against every square inch of her vagina walls and the intense pleasure was indescribable. What remained of my wife's self control vanished at that point. "Oh baby, you feel so good inside me. You are so thick, baby. No one has ever filled me like you do, Luke." My wife cried out as Luke started to slide in and out of her. "Mommy loves having her baby inside her again. God yes, baby. Make love to me. Make mommy cum again like you did before." The build up was quick for both of them this time. My wife urged her son to quicken the pace as her orgasm built inside her womb. My daughter looked on as Luke started to pound his rigid cock faster and faster in and out of his mother's pussy. The sound of his body slapping against Kim's body echoed through the basement as he did as his mother begged and fucked her harder. Then she kissed him and used his mouth to muffle her scream as she came with amazing intensity. Her whole body had electricity shooting through it. She could feel her pussy convulsing around her son's cock as her orgasm started to subside. Then her son moaned back into her mouth as they continued their kiss. She could feel his body tense up and her own orgasm re-intensified as she felt her son shoot his load deep inside her. She could feel his cock twitching as he filled her wanting pussy with more cum than she could believe. Her son was the prefect fit for her in every way. Never had she felt such erotic emotions coupled with intense pleasure like this. She knew in her mind that what she was doing was wrong, but the pleasure was more potent than a drug and she was already addicted to it. A Family Changed Forever: Aftermath My daughter slowly and quietly made her way back to her bedroom. She was trying to make sense of what she just witnessed. Not only could she not believe what had just happened, she couldn't believe that she had not stopped it. She had so many different emotions running through her head. She was shocked and a little angry at her mom and brother for doing this to me, yet she could not deny that it turned her on to watch them. It brought back memories of the night she had been forced to have sex with me. Those memories were still so vivid in her mind. She then realized that it wasn't really anger she was feeling, rather she was jealous of them for getting to experience that intense pleasure all over again. I sat there in disbelief as my daughter told me what had happened between my wife and son a few nights earlier. In reality, Kate did not go into that much detail. She told me what I needed to know while leaving out the parts that she thought would hurt me. Oddly, I wasn't hurt. I wasn't angry either. I just couldn't believe what my daughter had just told me. I got up from the bed and started to leave the bedroom. "Where are you going?" Kate asked me. "I need to see it for myself. Don't worry, I won't do anything to them. I just need to be sure." I said as I headed downstairs to the guest bedroom. When I reached the door, I could still hear the soft music playing in the room. Every so often I would hear a soft moan as well. I slowly turned the knob and gently cracked the door open. Our guest bedroom has mirrored sliding closet doors and I could see the bed in the reflection without opening the door very far. My daughter had told me the truth. On the bed I could see the profile of my wife's body sitting on top of my son, who was lying on his back. My son's hands were fondling Kim's breasts. Kim's hands were on her son's hands, helping him squeeze her breasts just the way she wanted. I could tell that she was riding his dick slowly, savoring the feeling as she slowly rocked her hips up un down on his thick member. Then I heard her whisper, "Oh baby, mommy is going to cum again." She then leaned down and placed one of her breasts to his lips and he happily started to suck on her nipple as she climaxed. I just stared at their reflection while I listened to my wife whimper softly as her orgasm passed. Normally, my wife would stop after she had an orgasm and allow me to get on top of her and fuck her as hard as I wanted until I came. That was the fairly standard routine we would follow most times we made love. It was rare that my wife would try to have multiple orgasms because she couldn't easily have multiple orgasms without a break between them. So I was surprised to watch her sit back up and start riding Luke's cock again just as her orgasm subsided. This time Luke sat up and they started kissing. From my vantage point, I could see their tongues playing as they kissed. It actually was very sensual and loving to watch. It was more than sex they were having. They were making love. I watched for a few more minutes as my wife continued to grind on her son. She was clearly close to having another orgasm. I wondered how many she had already had tonight. I felt a tinge of jealousy as I realized that my son was clearly a better lover to my wife than I was. But how could I compete with added intensity of the taboo? And how could I blame them? The reason I had been unable to have sex with my wife lately was because I couldn't stop thinking about how much better it was to make love to my daughter. It was all so confusing. So many emotions were flooding my mind. I slowly closed the door and headed back to my room. My daughter was waiting for me in my room. I was surprised to see her still there. She walked up to me and hugged me. I wrapped my arms around my baby girl and held her tight. "I'm so sorry, dad." She softly said as we ended our embrace. "Don't be, angel." I responded. "This whole situation has been impossibly hard on everyone. Clearly, we can't go back to the way we were as a family. Though I don't agree with what your mother and brother are doing in secret, I can hardly blame them." "Of course you can blame them, daddy. They didn't have to give in to their desires...did they?" She added the question at the end almost as if asking for herself. "Desire is often the most intense emotion we feel. Especially when that desire is rooted in love. Your mother and I love you and your brother and sister more than anything in the world. We have always been extremely close to you three. After being forced to experience that love and connection in a sexual way, it is hard to not desire that feeling of ultimate connection again." I explained to my daughter the best I could. "And there is a special bond between a mother and son that is hard to explain. I know growing up, I had sexual feeling towards my mother that I kept secret. So it doesn't really surprise me that this is happening now." "What about the bond between a father and a daughter?" My daughter asked as she looked at me with a look I hadn't seen since the night we had made love. "We have a special bond too. Don't, we?" she added. "Of course we do, angel. But surely you don't mean that you want that?" I asked my beautiful daughter. "Don't you?" She asked as she slightly nodded her head as if to encourage me to say yes. I was already very much turned on after watching my wife and son make love. Now my daughter was almost pleading with me to do the same with her. It was completely wrong and dysfunctional, but desire had taken over. I grabbed my daughter and picked her up. She wrapped her legs around my waist and we started kissing like the long lost lovers we were. I carried her to the bed and practically jumped with her in my arms onto the bed, never breaking our kiss. We kissed for a long time while our hands groped each other through our pajamas. We rolled all over the bed trying to touch each other every way we could. At one point, Kate was on top of me kissing me when she sat up and, in one quick motion, pulled her shirt off over hear head. Then she lifted my shirt over my head and pressed her naked chest to mine and started kissing me again. She then broke our kiss and started to kiss her way down my body. I played with my nipples and chest and licked various parts of my belly. When she got to my waist, the tip of my long cock was sticking out the top of my boxers. She kissed the tip and started to lick it playfully. It felt amazing. She looked up at me with the same devilish look that always meant she was going to do something naughty when she was a child. Now that look had a whole new meaning for me. She pulled off my boxers and engulfed my whole cock with her mouth. It was the sexiest thing I have ever seen. My half naked daughter deep-throating all 8 inches of my rock hard dick. I still don't know what she does with her mouth and tongue, but it is like heaven. It only took a few minutes before I was ready to cum. "Angel, if you keep doing that, I'm going to cum." I warned, expecting her to stop. Instead, she looked up at me with that same devilish look in her eyes and twirled her tongued around my cock and then started to move her mouth up and down faster on my shaft. Her eyes were locked on mine as my orgasm erupted in her mouth. Her eyes rolled back in her head as if in ecstasy. She sucked every last drop from my cock. The tip of my dick became so sensitive from my orgasm and her suction that I could barely handle the sensation. She continued to softly suck and lick my cock as it started to soften. Kate stood up and took off her panties. She then crawled back on top of me and began kissing me with soft and loving, yet passionate kisses. "You taste so good, daddy." She said between kisses. I could taste the hint of my own cum on her tongue. It was extremely erotic! I rolled over with my daughter in my arms. Now I was on top of her and it was my turn to kiss her body. I licked and nibbled and sucked on her perky 18 year old breasts. I grabbed her breast with my hands and pressed them together so I could get both her nipples in my mouth at the same time. It was something I would do often to Kim and it would always drive her crazy. Kate was just like her mother because as soon as I had both her nipples in my mouth, she started to moan and squirm. "Oh my God, daddy. That feels so amazing!" My daughter rasped as she lost control of her own body. I continued to suck both her nipples until she begged me to lick her pussy. "Daddy, please lick me now. I need to feel your mouth and tongue so bad. Please, daddy, please suck on my clit." I slid down my daughter and she had her legs spread wide giving me great access to her wet pussy. I could see her juices leaking from her labia. I placed my nose against her clit and breathed her in. she smelled so good and so clean. I started to lick her lips, running my tongue over and around her inner and outer labia. I was teasing my daughter and she was loving it. I stuck my tongue in her love canal a few times just to get the full taste of her on my tongue. She truly tasted sweet. It was a taste I would never grow tired of. My daughter was almost whimpering, so I finally moved to her pretty little clit. I placed my lips around and gently started to suck and nibble at it while flicking my tongue across it. I found just the right amount of pressure to make her go crazy. She wrapped her legs around my head and squeezed my head so tight that I thought my head might pop. Then I could feel her body tense up and her hands were on my head pressing my face hard against her clit. "I'm cumming!" she screamed and whispered at the same time. And then her body went limp. I looked up at my daughter and she was breathing heavily, almost gasping for air. I crawled up the bed and laid next to my daughter. I ran my fingers through her hair and moved some strands of hair out of her face. She looked at me and smiled and my heart melted. "Make love to me, daddy." My daughter said in the sweetest, most loving voice. "I need a little help first." I replied looking down at my semi-erect penis. My daughter moved her head down to my dick and started to stroke my shaft with her hand while she kissed and licked the head. With her skills, it didn't take me that long to get really hard again. My daughter laid back on the bed and rolled on top of her. I moved my hips until I felt the tip of cock press against her pussy lips. I slowly pressed into my daughter. Her tight lips parted as my shaft sunk deeper and deeper into my baby girl. We both moaned in ecstasy as I finally had my entire length inside her. We started kissing and we never broke that kiss. I started out slow and varied the speed, depth and force of my thrusts. My daughter's hands were all over me, squeezing and caressing my body as I made passionate love to her. Kate's body moved in rhythm with mine almost perfectly. Out tongues never stopped dancing together as we pleasured each other. Her amazing pussy was milking my cock with almost every thrust. I could feel the walls of her pussy contract and grip my shaft as if she was trying to squeeze the cum out of me. Then Kate started to suck on my tongue with growing intensity. It was too much for me to take and I thrusted one last time and a torrent of hot cum shot from my dick and coated the inside of her tight pussy. My daughter squeezed her cunt around my cock even harder and she said while moaning, "That feels so good. I can actually feel you cumming, daddy." "I love you so much, angel." I said as I collapsed on my daughter. "Oh daddy, I love you too. That was so perfect." Kate responded. I could not argue with her. It truly had felt perfect. There is something about incest (when mutual) that heightens every sensation and every emotion. Making love to my daughter is the most incredible experience I have ever had. It is impossible to put into words. I can only tell you that the orgasms I have while making love to Kate are unlike any orgasm I have ever had before or since. Kate and I held each other for almost an hour afterwards. I finally had to get up to go to the bathroom. When I came back to the bed, Kate was gathering her clothes. "Mom will be coming back to bed sometime soon." She said. "I need to not be here when that happens." "I guess I need to talk to your mother about all this." I half-heartedly said. "That...or you could just come to my room whenever mom goes to the basement." My daughter said with a wicked grin on her face. Then she turned and walked out of the room. I got into bed and went to sleep. ------------------------------------- The rest of the summer flew by. About three nights a week I would pretend to take a sleeping pill and wait for my wife to go to the basement. I would then go to Kate's room and we would make love for a couple hours before I headed back to bed. I always made sure I was back in bed before my wife got back. I didn't want her to find out yet. I liked having control of the situation. I dictated when my wife and son could have sex by choosing what nights to "take the sleeping pill." I would even play games with my wife sometimes and tell her early in the day that I was going to take a pill that night, and then when it was time for bed I would change my mind. I would almost laugh when she would try to talk me into taking it. She would get so frustrated those nights and toss and turn almost all night long. A few of those times my wife and I even had sex. It wasn't anything great, but we would both cum and fall asleep. I am sure my wife and son found times to have sex other than at night. I know my daughter and I did. As the summer neared the end, our family dynamic was completely dysfunctional. We pretended the best we could to be normal to each other, but you can't do what we were doing and be normal. I knew that my marriage was in trouble. My wife and I hadn't really talked about anything important all summer and we weren't really connecting in the bedroom anymore for obvious reasons. I had to confront my wife soon, but I decided to wait until Kate and Luke went off to college in the fall. It was the day after Luke left for his senior year of college. Kate had already been at college for a few days. I sat down next to my wife on the couch and turned off the TV. "Kim. We need to talk." A Family Changed Forever "Oh my God" she said through clinched teeth. Then she grabbed my son's head and pressed it to her breasts. "Suck baby, suck them." Her mouth pressed against his ear as she begged him to suck her nipples. Then I watched as she started to nibble on his ear while he took one of her nipples into her mouth and started to suck. My son was sucking on my wife's breasts for the first time in over 19 years and they both were loving it. It put my wife over the edge just like we both knew it would. "Baby, I'm cumming! Mommy's cumming!" she hissed into his ear. She dug her nails into his back and clenched his body, pressing it hard against her. She was cumming and it was a monster orgasm. I can't imagine what my son was thinking or feeling, but it must have been too much because his body started to convulse as he pumped into his mother. He was cumming in his mom's pussy. My wife could clearly tell or feel it and it put her even further over the edge. Her own orgasm intensified and I thought she might even pass out. If she did, I wouldn't have known. My attention had been drawn back to my daughter. While watching my wife and son cum together, I had continued my slow fucking of my own daughter, but she started doing something I had never experienced before in my life. She started squeezing her pussy even tighter as I pulled back on each stroke. She was milking my cock! Squeezing it in rhythm with each of my strokes. She would relax her pussy as I pressed into her and then squeeze my cock as I pulled away. It was unbelievable! It was like she was trying to keep me from pulling away from her. I looked into my daughter's eyes and she looked back at me with a look of wanton desire. She was lost in the moment just like my wife and son were. At that moment I gave up on trying keep any level of decency. I had tried to do only what was ordered by the two sick bastards with guns. But now I was done pretending that I wasn't enjoying it. I was done pretending that I didn't want it. I could see in my daughter's eyes that she felt the same way. We weren't fucking anymore. We were making love. I leaned my head down closer to my daughter and she lifted up and met my face with hers. Our lips connected and we began kissing like long lost lovers. Our tongues started dancing and her hands grabbed my head and pressed my face even harder against hers. She kissed me like there was no one else in the world that she wanted more. The rest of the world ceased to exist for that moment. I could feel the pressure building inside me. Kissing my daughter was too much for me to maintain control. I groaned in my daughter's mouth as I unloaded a torrent of hot cum in my daughter's pussy. My body went numb as I emptied my seed into her. My daughter's grip on my head softened as did her kisses. Her hands moved to my back and she started to caress my back as I collapsed on her. Unexplainably, my daughter and I were sharing the most amazing tender moment amidst what should have been the most horrible and traumatic moment of our lives. "Holy fuck, dude. That was the hottest fucking think I have ever seen!" The second burglar said to his partner. "No shit. I am so hard right now, I can barely stand it." The leader replied. I turned my head to face my wife. Scared to death that she had seen what Kate and I had just done. I'm not sure if she did or not, but at that moment she wasn't looking at me. She had her face buried in my son's neck holding him close to her. He was still on top of her and probably still inside her. He was not moving and I could tell my wife was crying a little. Probably out of guilt or fear of what was coming next. I know both those feelings were growing quickly in my own mind. "I've got an idea." I heard the leader say to his partner. "Alright boys, get up and stand at the foot of the bed facing the girls." I found it difficult to move. Partly because of the intense orgasm I had just had and partly because I didn't want to pull away from my daughter. But I managed to slowly pull back and stand as ordered at the foot of the bed. My son was already standing beside me when I stood all the way up. I looked over at my wife. Her legs were still partly spread. I could see her pussy clearly from where I was standing. My son's cum and her juices mixed together leaking out from her hole. Her labia still stretched apart from the massive thickness of my son's dick. That site is still vivid in my memory. By the look of it, my son had satisfied her in a way I never could. "Girls, get on all fours and clean those messy cocks off!" The leader barked his order. "I want to see those cocks clean and hard again. This ain't over yet." As my wife and daughter got up and positioned themselves as the man ordered, I looked over at the burglars and noticed that both men had their dicks out through their zipper holes. "Fuck!" I thought. Reality was once again shoved back in my face. This wasn't going to end well. The two men were slowly stroking their unimpressive hard ons as my wife and daughter started sucking our cocks. I again found myself watching my wife in shock as she sucked my son's cock with a fervor that I have never seen from her. Even semi-flaccid, my son's cock was so thick that she was struggling. But she was determined to get it all in her mouth. To my amazement, she did! My wife's mouth was stretched wider than I have ever seen and it was stuffed full of my son's dick. My son had moved his hands to his mom's head and has running his hands through her hair and guiding her head back and forth on his now fully hard penis. Watching that scene along with what my daughter was doing to my own cock, brought the blood back to my rod in full force. I looked down and my daughter was looking up at me while she started to deep throat my dick. She had no gag reflex at all! She would make a few normal strokes on me and then plunge her face against my body, literally swallowing the tip of my cock down her throat. It was indescribable. All 8 inches were in her mouth and throat time and time again. My daughter was amazing! "Alright guys, this is almost over for everyone. Move around behind the girls and start fucking them doggie style. Then my friend and I are going to see which one of these sluts sucks the best cock." My heart sunk! I guess I knew those sick fucks were going to want something for themselves. I just hoped they weren't going to want to fuck them too. To my surprise, my wife and daughter didn't say anything. I could tell Luke wanted to and I shot him a look to remind him that they had the guns. This was better than the alternative. I positioned myself behind my daughter and pointed my pole at her dripping wet pussy. It easily slid in despite her pussy being even tighter in this position. I watched my wife brace herself as Luke grabbed her hips and tried to get his cock in his mom. I guess I should mention that my wife still has a tight pussy despite having bore three large babies. It had always been a nice fit for my cock, so I know she was struggling to handle Luke's girth in that position. She groaned loudly as he finally pushed it all the way in her cunt. The two bastards then took their positions in front of the women and stuck their cocks in the girls' mouths. It was fucked up situation. Luke and I were looking directly at the burglars who were getting their dicks sucked by the same women we were fucking. They both had their guns held up and pointed at us. "So who gives the best head?" the leader asked me. I ignored his ridiculous question. But I thought to myself that it wasn't even close. My daughter was clearly skilled in ways my wife would never be. "No matter. I will find out soon enough." He laughed as he spoke. "Dude, this girl is fucking amazing. She's going to make me cum any second." The second burglar could barely manage to say the words as my daughter apparently wasn't holding back. "Don't cum yet! I want to switch so we can see who is the best cock sucker. And let me tell you, mommy is got some serious skills!" the leader chirped. I looked over at my wife and she in fact was going to town on his dick. My son was pumping her from behind at a nice pace that was allowing my wife to face fuck the burglar's cock. I thought I knew my wife after all these years, but I truly did not recognize her at that moment. She actually seemed to be enjoying what she was doing. "Ok, time to switch it up." exclaimed the leader. "Now, you two sluts are going to drink every last ounce of our cum. If you can manage that, we will leave without incident. But I don't want to see a drop of our cum leak from your mouths. Do I make myself clear?" The two men switched places and shoved their dick in the girls' mouths. It didn't take long for the men to cum. The leader came first. Which was no surprise considering my daughter's skills. She easily deep throated him as he came and swallowed it all without flinching. The other burglar came a few moments after the leader. And again, my wife shocked me. The same woman who would gag every time she tried to swallow my cum, eagerly drank that man dry. As soon as he started cumming, she grabbed his cock with her hand and started sucking on his tip. She stroked his shaft and I could see that she was creating vacuum-like suction on his cockhead. She swallowed what appeared to be a sizeable load. When the burglar couldn't stand the intensity of her suction anymore, he pulled away and a loud "pop" sound came from my wife's mouth. It sounded almost like a champagne bottle being opened. I wouldn't believe it if I hadn't seen it myself! The two men zipped themselves up. The leader walked over to our bedroom phone and tossed is on the floor and smashed it to bits with his foot. "Keep fucking." He ordered. "We are going to leave now. Those were the best blowjobs I have ever had. I'd stay to fuck you, but I don't want to leave any evidence. But you better keep fucking for at least 10 minutes. If my partner or I decide to come back and you have stopped, we will shoot the guys and fuck the girls before we kill them too. Am I clear?" "We won't stop." I assured the men. "Good. You all enjoy yourselves. And just so we know you are, make sure we can hear you as we leave." And just like that they were gone. I looked at my son who was looking back at me. "Just keep going. Just to be safe." I said softly. So my son faced forward and grabbed his mother's hips and started pounding her with more force and pace. I followed his lead and did the same to Kate. Both my daughter and Kim started moaning loudly per the leader's last demand. This went on for a few minutes. I could tell my wife was really getting heated up and Kate was clearly enjoying the ride I was giving her. Looking back on it, it was so fucked up. The burglars were clearly gone. We all knew it, yet we were all using them as an excuse to keep this moment going for just a bit longer. Then my wife lost all control. "Oh my fucking God!" she cried out. "I need to cum so bad!" With that she pulled away from my son and his thick rod slapped against his chest as my wife turned around to face Luke. She pushed him on his back. "God forgive me!" she said as she straddled her only son and guided his cock back into her cunt. My daughter and I had stopped moving. I don't think either of us could believe what we were seeing. My wife had her hands on my son's chest and was riding his cock. Then she leaned down and pressed her tits in Luke's face and started grinding her clit against his pelvis as she slid up and down on his pole. My daughter looked back at me. We only needed to look at each other to know that we both wanted the same thing. Kate swung her one leg up and over my head and in one smooth motion she rotated onto her back without ever separating from my dick. She pulled me down to her and we started kissing like we did earlier. I started thrusting harder and faster into my sweet little girl, who clearly wasn't a little girl anymore. When we broke our kiss, she looked at me and said, "I love you so much, daddy." I felt my cock grow even harder and Kate started squeezing and milking my cock again as I increased the force and pace of our love making. It was all so intense. I could hear my wife quickly building to what had to be another monster orgasm. The sounds of my son moaning as he suckled from her huge breasts. The slapping of my body against Kate's as we both were building towards our own orgasms. My wife was the first to scream. "Oh God YES BABY! Mommy is cumming so hard on your fat cock. It feels so fucking incredible!" she exclaimed as she collapsed against him. I could hear her whimpering for a bit and I slowed my assault on my daughter's pussy long enough to make sure Kim was ok. I looked at my wife and she was making out with her son. She broke the kiss and then said something I will never forget. "Baby, roll me over and fuck me as hard as you can." And in one motion my son rolled her onto her back and moved on top of her. He grabbed her legs and pressed them almost up to the headboard. Her ass was almost off the bed. My wife held her legs and Luke started to move like a jackhammer, pounding his mother with wild abandon. My daughter grabbed my head and pulled it back to hers and gave me the perfect kiss for the moment. She made me forget all about my son giving my wife the fuck of her life. Kate lifted her legs and wrapped them around my back and urged me to fuck her. I always gave my daughter what she wants, so I did. I can't say how long it lasted. Time seemed to stand still. It was probably only a couple of minutes before I felt my daughter cum on my cock. It put me over the top and I emptied my balls in my daughter and then collapsed on top of her. I looked over at my son, who had already collapsed onto his mother and they both were asleep or passed out. I turned back to my daughter and we kissed one last time. "I love you, Angel" I whispered. "I love you too, daddy." And then we both passed out.