6 comments/ 167483 views/ 31 favorites Her Daddy's Secret By: lilywhite31 She could hear him outside her door again. The light fall of his feet sending a flutter through her body. It had only been a few weeks since they'd consummated their love for one another but each time felt like they'd been meant for one another for centuries, for infinity. Jenny pulled back the covers and made sure her nightgown had ridden up to her sides, exposing her bare genitals to his waiting gaze. She could feel her moist centre filling with hot, gleaming liquid. The door knob slowly turned and then he was suddenly there, his naked body lit from behind by the glowing hallway light. "Baby, are you awake?" Joe whispered, walking into the room and quietly closing the door, snuffing out the beam of light. His soft breath, his words, excited her young soft body. She decided not to answer him, she knew it excited him more to find her vulnerable to his touch. Her silky black hair fell gently around a small, flawless face. Her full lips, opened slightly, her dark brown eyes closed to his probing eyes. She knew he would be looking at her long sweet legs, at the white virginal t-shirt that exposed more of her breasts than covered them. Her nipples poking stiffly against the fabric invited his mouth and tongue. Her father emitted a gentle groan as he lightly ran the back of one single finger over her long rosy nipple. A shiver went up her back and through her centre, causing her to shift her thighs in response. "I knew you were awake my little cocksucker," he growled, abruptly pulling the blankets completely away. "Take your shirt off NOW!" her daddy ordered. His bald head gleamed in the moonlight and she acted quickly pulling off her shirt as Joe bent to turn the bedside lamp on, revealing every curve of her naked figure. "Are you sure she's asleep Daddy?" Jenny asked, praying that her mother wouldn't wake up before her father got her off. "Oh yes Princess, "Joe replied, pushing her back onto the bed until he had his cock at the entrance of her pussy. She could feel him hard and eager. "I gave her an extra clozapine, so she'll sleep like a baby tonight," he explained impatiently. "Is that safe Daddy?" Jenny inquired worriedly. "I've no idea Jen," shrugging his shoulders, "but it wouldn't be the first time she's doubled her doses. Now don't give your mother another thought. Daddy's here and he needs his pussy girl," he murmured taking her breasts in his hands and licking them excitedly. "Mmm, Daddy, yes." Jenny's long legs wound around her father's slight build. He wasn't an overly handsome man or muscled or very tall, standing at just 5 ft 6, but he loved her like no man did. She adored his small round, balding head and his small but fat dick. She loved the feel of him against her young, slim body and how he couldn't seem to get enough of her. Slowly sucking her tits, Joe's dick bumped against his daughter's lovely cunt . He could feel her juices leaking and remembered a discussion he'd had with his wife a couple of days ago about her finding fluids on Jenny's sheets. He'd laughed to himself the entire day when he remembered holding the sheets up and licking them, telling his wife that it was some kind of sweet syrup. It really was, the best syrup, her syrup. Whether she believed him or not, Joe could care less. Like every man with a new pet, he was determined to play with her until he lost interest. For the time being, he didn't care who got in the way and if his wife objected he had ways of dealing with that crazy woman. A friend at work was telling him about a very nice rest home for the emotionally unstable. This seemed like the perfect solution to his and Jenny's problem. "Baby, I need you to suck me, I need your mouth on my meat," Joe confessed untangling himself from her body so he could lay beside her. Turning towards her daddy and moving down his body with her tongue, Jenny took his fat tool in her mouth. Her father's juicy dick was the first fuckmeat she'd ever tasted, the first she'd ever let in her body and she hoped it was the last. They'd talked about her father divorcing her mother and of them going away together, but the timing wasn't right yet. In a couple of months she would be leaving for college and Jenny didn't know how she'd ever live without him. "Yesss Baby, like that. Nice and slow, rub my balls. You know how I love your little hands Baby," John encouraged. "Let Daddy rub his cock in your hair now Baby. I love to feel your lovely hair on my cock," he groaned. She took his cock and lightly rubbed it into her hair, like she was polishing silverware. She could feel some of his precum leak into her tresses and decided not to shower tomorrow so she could wear her daddy's fluids on her body all day. Then gently shaking her hair, she began to lightly message her father's whole body with her hair. Running the soft strands from his face down to his feet, where she gently sucked his toes, licking and sucking and them rubbing her face against them. Then moving her hair back up his body until once again she was bent over his genitals, like a slave worshiping her God. "Ok Bitch! ...ahhh ..." Joe panted, "Take me in your mouth and don't stop until I squirt it down your slutty mouth!" The submissive little slut wasted no time taking her father's cock in her mouth. Teasing and lathering his prick with her lips and mouth, she moaned, craving the taste of her father's seed hitting her throat. Lying between her daddy's legs, Joe had a delightful view of her kneeling form and slightly raised buttocks that he promised himself he would be chewing on before the night was out. Pushing her head down firmly, he bucked his hips, sending his dick further into her mouth where she gagged slightly on his yummy tool. Feeling her saliva coating his pubic hair and genitals, Joe wished he had thought to bring his camera so he could get shots of the little bitch to show his online buddies. He had already told his older brother Tom about Jenny and promised very soon to share her horny little body. "That's it ... yes Baby ...you're gonna get some of daddy's cream soon! Yes! Yes! .. Just like that SLUT," Joe yelled. Violently pulling her hair now and ramming his cock into her face, his meat was a painful lump in her throat. Thrusting and jamming his cock, straining his hips, Jenny was choking, unable to breath. "FUCK SLUT. TAKE IT TAKE IT. TAKE DADDY'S COCK MY CUM LOVING, COCKSUCKING WHORE!!!!!!!!" Joe bellowed, just about tossing Jenny off the bed as he squirted baby juice down her gullet. "AHH YOU SLUT Yes yes..." When Joe had finished being milked by his daughter's generous mouth, he didn't wait for her to catch her breath but pushed her aside and turned on her computer. "Daddy, what are you doing?" Jenny asked in outrage. Her young body was dripping with need and her father was checking his email! What the hell! "Just a minute honey!" Joe answered. "Your web cam is set up right?" "Yes, so what?" Jenny answered, walking over to father and seeing that he was on the chat boards talking to some guy named Daddy4U008. "Who's he?" "A friend of your Daddy's and he wants to meet you baby. Go back over to the bed." Joe ordered. Joe got up and put the laptop on the nightstand and then moved the web cam so that it was facing the bed. Joe walked back over to the computer and typed some more and after laughing a few times at whatever Daddy4u008 was saying, looked up at her and grinned. "It looks like you're gonna put on a show for my friend baby," Joe said smirking. "Now face the web cam baby. Atta girl," Joe encouraged. "Show him your pussy. Open up Baby, legs in the air, knees bent." "Like this daddy?" Jenny asked, her legs high in the air, spreading her pussy lips for the anonymous man watching through the web cam. Her thighs wet from her arousal, the pearly liquid glistened against her skin. "Yes Jenny, just like that. Now stick your fingers in your cunt, show him how deep your slot is," John instructed rubbing his rising erection. Never had any female made him this hot. Never had any female done whatever he wanted without questioning his authority. He assumed that was the beauty of fucking his own kid. "Ok, now shove one of your fingers in your asshole. He'll like that," Joe grinned. Joe watched as his eighteen year old inserted her own finger into her little anal opening using some of the fluids from her cunt. Her knew from experience that the crevice had barely been touched, so tight and round and unspoiled. He felt such joy from watching her little face as she tried not to cum, scrunching her eyes shut and panting like a puppy for a bone. "Take your fingers out of your cunt and wave at the web cam baby. Better yet blow Vic a kiss from those juicy lips of yours ... first suck the finger you had in your cunt though," Joe suggested walking to the computer and reading the message box that had popped up. "He says to turn over, get on all fours and shake your slutty little ass at him," Joe laughed. "Yes Daddy," Jenny agreed breathless with the effort not to come. "Daddy can I cum soon? Can I?" Jenny begged shaking her ass at Daddy4u008 and making sure he had a view of her swinging tits. Bending deep at the waist, her little anus puckered open and by spreading her thighs even wider gave her audience an incredible thrill. Daddy4u008, on the other end of the web cam was beating his meat as he fantasized about getting into her holes. Joe could feel his own cock hardening and the cum rising once again as he pumped his cock vigorously . "Fuck your cunt baby. Fuck your cunt with your fingers. Show Daddy what a WHORE you are!" Joe ordered as he climbed on the bed behind her, grabbed her hips and positioned his cock, shoving it hard into her asshole. Bent over with her face in the pillows, both hands clawing deeply inside her drenched slit as her father thrust repeatedly, Jenny screamed, "OOOH GODDD!" "OHHH ... YES FUCK ME DADDY. HARDER! HARDER! " she moaned, the man on the other end of the web cam forgotten as they worked toward their mutual release. The woman in the room down the hall forgotten as they fused ass and cock and cunt. "HARDER. FUCK ME HARDER!" Pushing his fat prick harder into the little teenager's crevice, he grabbed her vibrating tits in both hands and squeezing hard, using them like reigns on a horse. "YOU LIKE THAT SLUT? YOU WANT IT HARDER?" he growled humping her backside like she was a bitch dog in heat. Jenny continued rubbing her clit energetically, fluid covered her hands and wrist and still she rubbed feeling her body peaking. "OOH UNHH!" She ground her ass against her father's cock, feeling him grow harder, knowing by the pushing of his body into her ass that he would soon release his seed. "SHIT!" Joe yelled, his neck strained as his body drove one last time into his young daughter, flooding her rear, his seed leaking down her thighs and onto the bed. Grabbing her arms, he forced her hands from her clit, cutting short her anticipated orgasm. Crying and shocked, "What are you doing Daddy?" Jenny sobbed. Trying to get away from her father, Joe held tight and laughing at her pulled her arms back until she thought they would pop out of their sockets. "What are you doing? Please Daddy .. I .. I .. Please!" she wailed. "Shut up you little fool," Joe ordered sharply. "You're not allowed to cum until I say so. I said to fuck your cunt, I didn't say you could cum," he explained patiently. "If you want to cum, you have to face the web cam, legs spread wide and I want you to cum really really hard, but first you have to clean your daddy's cock or I won't let you cum. Understand my little cocksucker? Hmmmmm?" "Yes, " looking once again at her father with trust in her loving eyes and nodding her head. Releasing her, Jenny tenderly took her father's cock in her hands and loved it with her mouth and tongue, cleaning the tiny opening at the tip, sucking at the creases of smooth flesh that shaped his pleasure giving daughter-fucker. Never more content than when she had her father's meat between her lips, Jenny basked in her father's approval. "Ok Baby, that's enough, " Joe commanded patting her head like the good girl she was. "Now show Vic what a hot little cumslut you are," Joe smirked watching his daughter pull her feet up on the bed, knees bent, her pussy completely exposed to his chat buddy's vision. She began to message and caress her bare genitals moaning and humping her thighs. "Tell Daddy what you think about when you fuck yourself Baby," Joe insisted, leaning over and kissing her neck. "You Daddy, I think about you," she replied breathlessly. "At night I'd pretend you were watching me and play with myself. Sometimes you would come into my room and you would stand over my bed and rub your cock or you would let me play with your cock ... and sometimes you would cum on my face, on my tits, on my pussy. I wanted to rub it into my skin, wear your cream on me all day Daddy," Jenny moaned. "Did you ever imagine anyone else fucking you Baby?" Joe quietly asked watching her busy hands rub that little piece of heaven between her legs. "Yes ... but I don't want to say Daddy," she panted. Joe could tell it would be soon, she would scream her release and he hoped that bitch down the hall heard every moan and groan. He'd love to see her face. "Tell me who. Who else did you dream about while you played with your cunt?" "I thought about Uncle Tom and Grandpa Henry. I imagined them fucking me ... of all of you fucking me at once. Of me being covered in cum, from head to toe and of being your perfect slut Daddy. Ohhhhhhhh I ... cumming ... OH OH OH," Jenny began to whimper, her hands rubbing and pumping. Her little body arched, her legs straightened and what Joe was hoping would happen, did. From between her soft folds, her pussy lips red and swollen from use, a stream of cum SQUIRTED right at the web cam! "AHH..." Jenny screamed. Jenny fell backwards onto the bed, the cum still leaking from between her legs, still spread for her viewing audience. Joe smiled as he looked over at his young daughter, he couldn't wait to talk to his brother and father about Jenny's little fantasies. Her Daddy's Secret Ch. 02 Jenny walked towards her grandfather's home, noticing that the Christmas decorations were missing from the windows of the large white house. She was both nervous and excited about seeing her Grandpa Henry. She was always excited lately. Weeks ago she had started a very hot and heavy affair with her father and every night was a fantasy come true. Joe was the greatest lover she'd ever known and he did things to her body no silly college boy would ever dream of doing. While cumming in her father's arms she had told him her every dirty desire, including her sexual feelings for Uncle Tom and Grandpa Henry. Henry was a very tall man, standing over 6 feet and had the coldest blue eyes she'd ever seen. When he turned his cool, cerulean gaze upon her she felt her insides cream and turn to mush. He almost never smiled and when he did smile it was usually at someone else's expense. He loved to tease his wife and see her embarrassed. Most people would say his attitude was abusive but Jenny's Nan always looked with such love at Henry. He must have been doing something right. Jenny usually only visited when Nan was present because her grandfather very rarely spoke and she hated to be a pest to him. On this day, however, her Nan was going to stay with her sick sister. She would be gone for at least a week, maybe more. Jenny had promised Joe she would check on Henry to make sure he was comfortable and to let him know he was welcome to come over any time for supper. Knocking briefly on the door she walked inside, "Hey Grandpa, it's just me," she announced kicking off her boots and walking through to the living room where her grandfather was sitting in his favourite chair. Taking her coat off, she left it on the chair revealing a tight red sweater and short jean skirt. Her lovely legs exposed to her grandfather's hungry gaze. "Hi Kitten! What a nice surprise," Henry smiled and opened his arms for a hug. "Mmm," he moaned loving the feel of her nice big tits pressing into him. Henry checked out her rack as she pulled away and was rewarded with a peek at her pretty, smooth flesh peaking out from the top of the v-neck sweater. Patting his knee, "Have a seat Kitten and tell your old Grandpa what brings you out here today," Henry requested. No one ever said no to Grandpa so Jenny immediately sat on her Grandpa's lap and tried to get comfortable. "Oh, I just wanted to stop by and say hello. I figured by now you might be missing Nan or something and Daddy wanted me to invite you to supper," Jenny answered feeling something strange beneath her bottom and tried to shift her weight from the hardness. "Your Nan will be very happy that you stopped by to visit and keep me company," Henry said as he let one of his hands settle on her firm, young thigh and the other on her slim tummy just under one full breast. He could feel the heat emanating from between her legs and itched to dip his hands inside her tight box. He shifted in his chair again letting the young woman feel the hard cock she had under her hot ass. "Ummm Gramps," Jenny said breathlessly, "I ... um ... I think something is digging into me." Laughing embarrassingly, Jenny tried to leave her Grandfather's lap, only to have him hold her in place. "Are you leaving me so soon Kitten? I thought you loved your Gramps?" Rubbing his face against her back and moving her hair aside, her Gramps began to lick and suck on her neck. "Gramps," Jenny moaned, "What are you doing? You have to stop Gramps!" Jenny could feel liquid heating her insides and the itchy tingle in her cunt made her want to pant like a dog. She couldn't believe her grandfather was doing this to her. He'd never shown any interest in her. She knew enough to always obey him, everyone in the family did. She knew all about the paddle and instruments and equipment Gramps kept in his basement. All her cousins did. Once when she was eight years old, her mother had offended her Gramps and she remembered her Uncle Tom and her daddy forcing her mother into the basement. She was told by her cousin Sam that Gramps had used the paddle on her mother and in her mother and had done things to her to make her cry and beg, but he wouldn't tell her anything else. Jenny felt her Grandfather lift her sweater and grab her tits in his big rough hands. She ground her crotch down on the hardness between her legs, trying to ease the ache. "Oh yes Kitten, show Gramps what a good girl you are," Henry encouraged feeling the heat of her pussy against his still covered cock. Since starting an affair with her father she'd been instructed to not wear a bra or panties, unless it was her time of the month and so her body was open and unveiled for her horny Gramps. "Are you my good girl Kitten?" Gramps asked with his rough, husky voice. She'd always wanted to be his good girl, without even knowing what it meant. She knew her Aunt Sylvia was her grandfather's "good girl" and so was her cousin Tina. Sometimes Gramps even called Nan his good girl, but she never knew why. Jenny had never before had the honour of being good to Gramps, not the way she wanted to be. "Yes Gramps, I'm your Good Girl ... mmmm," she moaned grinding her pussy into his crotch, wetting the material of his pants with her slutty juices. "Make me your Good Girl!" she begged humping her grandfather's cock. "Ok," Henry replied laughing. "First you have to get off my lap though Kitten. Gramps needs to show you how to be his good girl." Henry's mouth was smiling but his blue eyes were cold and stern and they made her shiver with more than arousal. She knew in her family that what Gramps said was law and she knew she was about to find out why. Jenny was standing before him with her red sweater pushed up to her throat exposing her tits and her skirt shoved up to her waist. Henry could see her female juices gleaming on her smooth, perfect thighs and her nipples were erect and red like cherries. She had left his pants stained and wet and he knew he'd make her suck her own cum from the front of them before she went home to her father. "Open my pants Kitten and take my prick out, you know what to do with it," Henry instructed. Quickly getting to her knees, Jenny unzipped his black pants and eased the hard monster out from his trousers. It was at least 8 inches semi erect and stretching to 10 inches when fully erect, she experienced a flash back of her father easing his own cock into her inexperienced cunt. She was worried about taking such a big cock into her body. It was no wonder that men were always horny. She barely got by each day with her screaming pussy. Her Grandfather had a constant reminder swinging between his legs, reminding him of his power, of his source of pride, of the unbelievable pleasure he could give to any female. Jenny couldn't wait to taste his manhood, to take it and ride it and be a good girl! Barely able to get both hands around his huge cock, Jenny began to lick and suck and pay homage to the beautiful beast that had given so many woman before her such bliss. "Yes that's it Kitten, show me what you can do. Be a good girl for me. Yesss," Henry moaned watching the little whore between his legs. His son had trained her very well. He'd experienced some worry over the years that Joe's bitch of a wife would taint the abilities of this little beauty, but seeing her bent and willing between his legs put all his fears to rest. The women of his family had always known who was boss, who was superior, they'd learned or paid the consequences for their disobedience. "Ok Kitten, that's enough, that's enough. I don't want to cum in your pretty mouth," Henry pried his huge cock from between her lips. Her eyes were dazed like someone high on drugs and she was having trouble taking her eyes off his prick. Chuckling, Henry got up and pushing the slut backwards kicked his pants off his legs. "Pick those up and follow me," Henry ordered walking towards his basement door. Immediately getting up, Jenny pulled her sweater off and followed her grandfather down into the darkness below. Standing at the bottom of the stairs, it was pitch black and she couldn't see her grandfather. She couldn't see the strange dark room that housed her grandfather's deepest darkest desires. It was a large room and within it could be found an assortment of cages and benches with cuffs, chains suspended from ceilings with black leather manacles and odd looking tools and whips on his work table. There was a lot of leather and a lot of cold hard steel. Suddenly she felt him come up behind her and he dragged something across her eyes. "Easy now," Gramps whispered. The cloth was soft like silk and he quickly tied a knot at the back of her head holding it in place. He stepped away from her young body and then she heard some more noises but she was unable to see what he was doing. The temperature in the basement was cooler than upstairs and she felt goose bumps on her arms and breasts. "Do you know what this room is Kitten? Hmmm? Has anyone told you what I do down here?" Henry softly enquired into the young woman's ear. "N..noo," Jenny whispered. Henry knew she was lying, he didn't have to see her eyes to know that the little slut had heard the stories. He could smell her fear and her excitement. Grabbing her shoulders he pulled her towards one of his most used pieces of equipment. "Do you know what a painslut is Kitten?" he asked gently as he pushed her over the spanking bench and attached the cuffs to her slim wrists. Henry had been designing and adding to his dungeon for years. It was a place of pride, a place where he'd taught his daughter to be a woman and his sons to be men and where he'd taught his wife to be a good girl. He was happy to hand down his knowledge and experience to his sexy granddaughter. "What are you doing? Gramps, what? What's going on?" Jenny asked alarmed and confused by what her grandfather was doing. She could feel cold metal against her wrists and she was bent completely at her waist over something hard and uncomfortable that was digging into her stomach. "Are you questioning me girl?" her Gramps roared. Grabbing his paddle, he began to teach her over and over. "I asked you if you know what a painslut is?" Henry yelled as he brought the wooden paddle down on her perfect round ass cheeks. Screaming from the pain, Jenny couldn't hear her grandfather's question and was confused by the sensations in her pussy. She was desperately aroused but her ass burned from the beating her grandfather was inflicting. "Please Gramps, please stop," Jenny begged as tears ran down her white cheeks. Chuckling, he put the paddle down and walked over to the front of the bench. Lifting her head he traced his finger over large puffy lips and dipped his finger inside her mouth where Jenny immediately sucked it further into her willing orifice. "A painslut is what you will become Kitten. There is so much more I want to teach you Kitten, so much more goes into being a good girl. Do you still want to be my good girl Kitten? Hmmm?" he asked pulling his finger from her mouth and holding her face with both strong hands. "Yesss," Jenny whispered still aroused and needing her grandfather's hard cock. His blue eyes saw more than she could ever know. Henry could smell her arousal, he could see her cum leaking onto his basement floor. It wasn't the first time a female had done that on his bench. Just last month he'd locked his granddaughter Tina in a cage, strapped her to the whipping post, suspended her by her ankles and used the violet wand on her tender young pussy until she'd begged to be fucked and her juices poured like a hard spring rain. It was good to be a man! Walking to where her ass was presented for his lusty gaze, he pulled her jean skirt completely off and grabbing her ass began to fondle the perfect globes. Sliding his hand between her ass cheeks, her wetness coated his hands. A moan erupted from his throat before he could stop it. His cock was hanging heavy and full against his thighs and he'd been waiting all day for her visit, fantasizing about what he would do to her. She was more than another notch on his bench. He'd decided he would breed her, he would do what he'd never done to his own daughter or nieces of other grandchildren. He would knock her up good, just like he and his son had decided and then she wouldn't be able to continue her plans for college. She'd be too busy popping out her own granddaddy's baby. He'd even bought a new cage and a collar and leash just for her! No more birth control pills for her! Easing his big monster into her tender pussy, he shoved all the way in, hearing the familiar gushing noise he loved best. A nice, juicy pussy ready for his monster. He began to pump his cock, feeling the walls of her cunt give way, squeezing and welcoming his monster. "Oh Gramps likes his good girl's pussy! Only now, it's my pussy Kitten! Yes, you're mine now!" Henry growled as he shoved harder inside the slut's cunt. "My pussy, my tits, my ass ... all mine!" he repeated fucking his granddaughter's hot slit. "Fuccck!" Jenny screamed as the full impact of her Gramps's cock hit her pussy walls. Henry had learned a long time ago that his monster could control women, he'd learned it well from his own mother. She was a hot slut that couldn't get enough of his cock and even consented to fucking his wife to keep him. He use to laugh about how easy some women were, but as he'd aged he'd come to appreciate the god given gift between his legs. At 67 years of age, he was going to be a Daddy again to a new child and hopefully his monster would live on. "You like Gramps's monster my good girl? You like what it can do to your... excuse me, MY PUSSY? Hmmm? Tell me slut! Tell me!" he continued to fuck and grind his cock into her over and over. "Love it, love it! Need it... need it so, oh oh ... oh!" she moaned and pleaded. Unbearably stretched and barely able to think past the cock in her cunt, she moaned and whimpered and tried to pushed her cunt back at her grandfather's magnificent cock. The pain had receded and now she could feel the delirious pleasure only he could give her. She came against her grandfather's cock, screaming gibberish and still he pounded her tender flesh into the bench. Lifting her legs from the floor, he continued pumping and fucking her tight pussy, her head had fallen forward and she had passed out. Henry must have fucked her for twenty minutes when she lifted her head once again, amazed that he still had not cum. The monster continued, his aim like a bull eye's in cunt. Over and over, the rhythm began to build and she could feel her muscles clench again and the need filled her insides making her moan and whinge like a child. "What are you? What ... are ... you?" Jenny sobbed as she came a second time, flooding his cock. Amused, Henry fucked his sexy slutty granddaughter and thanked science for those little blue pills that kept him constantly hard! When she had cum a third time, screaming his name and begging like a whore, he let his load fill her cunt, gushing and spelling his seed within her fertile womb. After Jenny was securely attached to one of his wrist suspensions in the dungeon's celing, Henry made a quick call to Jenny's father and explained that she would be staying with him for a couple of days. When he was satisfied that his seed had taken, he'd let his son Tom have a turn but for now, she belonged to him. Her Daddy's Secret Ch. 03 "That bastard," Katie muttered into the mirror. Four days ago Henry called to inform them that Jenny would be staying with him for a while and Katie, her mother was going insane with worry. She knew first hand what Henry did to women, all women. He was truly sadistic when he wanted to be. He was charming when it suited him. He was like a vampire, both repellent and attractive. He had a gift between his legs and he knew it. What was worse he exploited it against all the women in his family. Except for her and that was why she hated him so much. Sitting at her vanity table, Katie brushed her soft brown hair until it fell in waves around her small boned face. Her face was unlined and smooth at the age of 41. She didn't exercise as much as she use to, but she just didn't have the energy. Depression did that to a woman she supposed. When her first child, her darling son had left for college, she was sad, lonely and dissatisfied with her life. Without her son to care for she just didn't seem to care about anything. Jenny had always been her daddy's girl and Katie would have to be blind to not see how Joe looked at the girl. Katie even knew when he had first touched Katie. She could tell when she had got back from shopping that Joe had fucked her. Jenny was flushed and smiling coyly at her father, like he was her new boyfriend. Katie had even mentioned the cum stained sheets and Joe had laughed and lied to her face. The bastard! She was not an idiot and she was NOT going crazy. Getting up from the vanity, she wandered downstairs to the kitchen and wondered what she would prepare for supper that evening. Maybe just a small pasta tonight, she mused. She opened the pantry door and bent down to get the sauce. "Surprise!" someone yelled, grabbing her from behind. "Oh! What! Oh my God! Stephen!" Katie smiled realizing it was her son. She spun around and grabbed her beautiful son into her arms, holding him close. He had grown so much, was her first thought. "What are you doing here Baby?" she asked, running her hands up and down his back. He felt so good in her arms. That familiar tingle she hadn't felt in so long found its mark between her legs. Dismayed by her reaction, she leaned back, easing her body from his. This was the reason she had agreed to a college for her son that was so far away from home. "How did you get here Stephen?" she asked again. Smiling down at his mother, Stephen noted the shadows beneath her beautiful eyes and the tiny lines around her mouth that hadn't been there a few months ago. Her small body, so tiny and delicate against his own. He'd missed her so much. Too much. "I drove my car Mom. Duh!" he smiled, running the back of one hand down her cheek lovingly. "I finished my exams early and decided I needed a break. I missed you mom," he stated kissing her briefly on the lips. "Did you miss me too?" he asked, dipping his tongue gently into her mouth. He knew she wanted to reject their feelings for each other, but after four months away from her, he wasn't about to listen to her denials. "Yes, of course I missed you honey," she quickly stated, licking her lips and gently shoving him away. "Are you hungry?" she asked nervously, looking into the pantry for something that would fill her growing son. "I'm 22 years old mom, I'm always hungry. For lots of things," he laughed, rubbing her shoulders. "Well, go on into the living room and I'll fix you a sandwich," she offered. She couldn't believe what she was doing. After missing him for so long, she was telling him to get away from her. She felt like she was the worst mother. "On second thought honey, why don't you sit at the kitchen table and tell me about school. Tell me all about your friends," she requested, a bright smile on her lips. "Sure," he agreed. Taking off his leather jacket, she noted how big his arms had gotten. Stephen had always worked out, lifted weights, but now he seemed bigger, bulgier. "I'm surprised you'd want to hear about school. I figured you'd want to blast me for not coming home for Christmas this year," he frowned. In the process of getting the mustard from the fridge, Katie sighed. "Stephen, I'm not going to lie and tell you I had a great Christmas, because you know I would be lying. However, I understand why you didn't want to come home. I just wish I could have been with you," Katie answered honestly. "How was your Christmas?" she asked politely. "Ok," Stephen muttered. He hadn't been able to come home and pretend around his family anymore. His father was a jackass who treated his mother like shit. He knew she was the most beautiful person alive. She had comforted every worry and bruise and pain. She had raised him to be strong and kind and it made him sick seeing her stuck in a marriage to a man like Joe. What was worse, he treated Stephen like shit most of the time and it caused a lot of tension, a lot of anger and fighting between his parents. Katie moved like a dancer, graceful, her black, knit sweater hugging her delicate breasts. She was a perfect 34B. He knew because he had stolen one of her pretty lace bras, used it nightly to masturbate with. After months of repeated washings, it shouldn't have been able to retain the smell of her essence, but he could swear that it did. He could at least pretend that it did. He had a quite a collection of her underwear. "Did you meet any pretty girls at school?" her voice suddenly high with tension. "I met some girls mom. I even boned a few of them, but they weren't you," he drawled. "I wanted you Katie," he whispered, looking at her with hunger, running his eyes up and down her body, as if he could picture her naked. Katie's breathing increased and her movements became jerky as she tried to make her son a sandwich. "Stop that Stephen! Please," she begged, feeling her pussy moisten. "We've talked about this before." "No we didn't. You did. You talked and convinced yourself that admitting our feelings was wrong and evil and all kinds of other shit!" he yelled, getting up from the table and grabbing her. Lightly shaking her, "I can't stop it Mom. I can't help how I feel. I don't want to!" His hands were rough as he forced her body against his. His cock was hard and seeking the softness of Katie's feminine core. One big hand grabbed the back of her head and tried to bring her lips to his. "Stop it! No Stephen!" Katie struggled, trying to block his advances, unable to believe her son would try and force her. Stephen was too strong for her though and so his lips crushed hers, demanding she open her mouth and take his tongue. Fuck his tongue. His leg slipped between hers, rubbing against the soft fabric that covered her damp pussy. Stephen pushed up her skirt and grabbed her panty covered ass, urging her cunt against his erect dick. This was a game they had played before. She would always try to pretend, but eventually he would wear her down. Eventually he would have her body under his and she would forget all her silly worries. Pushing the leg of her red panties aside, he shoved two fingers up inside his lusty mother. Her whimpers of protest turning to consent as he fucked them hard up her entrance. She felt so good on his fingers. So tight and small. No one would believe that she had children. Shoving her back against the wall, she dangled in his arms, unable to hold on as her son pushed her body to release. It took so little for him to make her cum. He knew it was the forbidden nature of their relationship that appealed to her naughty side. He knew she liked having her little boy love her like no one else. "Yes Momma, cum for me. You like it don't you? So sweet. Squeeze my fingers Momma, ride me," he encouraged hoarsely, his cock bulging and uncomfortable in his tight jeans. Her hips swivelled back and forth in time to his thrusts, meeting the intrusion in her cunt like a sailor on shore leave. "You're so wicked Momma, so bad. You like being wicked for me, don't you," he grinned. "C'mon, you don't have to say the words Momma, just moan for me. That's right Momma, just like that! You feel so good," shoving his finger harder, he listened as his mother's wanton noises filled the kitchen, making him harder for her. "Yes Stephen ... Fuck Mommy ... Fuck me ... Cum ... C...cumming Baby!," she bawled and shrieked as her orgasm attacked her tiny pussy. Kissing her long and deep, Stephen continued diddling his mother's twat, drawing out every shudder and breath and muscle contraction. His cunt, clutched and pulsed around his large fingers. When he was sure she was finished, he picked her up in his arms and carried her through the house to his parent's bedroom. Tossing her on the bed, he began to disrobe. His mother was always weakened after a good hard cum and he knew she had been in need of one since he had left. Pulling off his shirt, he flexed his muscles, attracting her eyes. He unfastened his tight jeans, peeling back the material, his cock barely contained. It sprain to life as he shoved down the pants and shorts roughly, kicking off his socks with his feet. His movements were hurried, impatient. Katie's eyes followed the lines of his perfect young body. The strong neck that rose from a sculptured chest and arms, ropey veins running up his large muscled arms. His flawless chest free of any hair except for the small dusting of pubic hair that followed the line to his cock. Slim, narrow hips carried his beautiful, large cock. His blond hair overly long and falling to his strong, beefy shoulders. His light blue eyes were intense as he held his mother's gaze waiting for her complete and utter assent. Seconds ticked by and still neither spoke. Finally, Katie dropped her head and began pulling off her clothes. He would take her panties and bra again as a souvenir. Today she wore a matching red bra and panties. The bra was lace trimmed and with a bow in the center. She calmly unclasped the bra, exposing her beautiful breasts to his gaze. She had once told him that he had a hard time being weaned off the tit, preferring his mother's milk to the bottle. He still craved his mother's tits and he knew he always would. Her head still bowed, she wouldn't look at him again until he had his cock in her. He knew her so well. She feared their relationship. She feared fucking him up and ruining him for other women. Too late. "You know the drill Momma, get on your stomach," he panted. It had been too long for him, too long without her. His cock felt like it was ready to split open. He felt raw, animal-like in his need to fuck her. God she was beautiful, he thought to himself. Crawling up on the bed, he pushed aside her long silky hair and began to lick and gently nibble her neck. She was wet, she would be easy to enter, but still he wanted her panting and in pain, like him. She deserved this for making him feel so alone. So many months he needed her and she denied their love. He couldn't wait though. Sliding his hands under her legs, holding her apart, he shoved his cock inside her in one long, hard shove. "OH FUUUUCK!," Katie squealed. He drove his cock into her, hard and harder. She wasn't his mother when he had his cock into her. She was more basic, simple, primitive. She was pussy. "Oh yeahhhh," Stephen panted, "You love this! You love it more than me! Don't you Katie? You love COCK!" he yelled. Her hands crushed the pillow beneath her head, holding on to it, her eyes closed as she delighted in the energetic fucking her son was giving her. She knew he wouldn't last long, just as she knew she wouldn't either. He could smell her pussy, her juices sliding against his own, mixing and mating. He loved the little grunting noises she made, like a pig only more high pitched. Her head thrashed and tossed and her toes were curled, straining and pushing. "Let me hear you Momma, let me hear you squeal," he ordered. "LOUDER ... LOUDER ... LOUDER BITCH!," he roar. She sobbed into the pillow, biting her lip and grunting, unable to get control. He found out quite by accident that his mother didn't respond to soft, pretty words. She liked it rough, she liked to be humiliated, completely debased and cheapened. The more he degraded her, the harder she came all over his shaft. He could get her to do anything as long as he had his cock in her. "My slut likes her little boy's dick in her doesn't she? Yeah! She'll take it in every hole ... slutty holes. Just a cumbucket, cocksucking sonfucking whore BITCH!" he roared. Sweat poured down his body, the slapping and squelching of their bodies making obscene noises in the room and competing with Katie's squeals and Stephen's panting. "Oh my ... Stephen .. Fuck ... I .... I ... cummm ... Oh .. Oh ... Pussy!" she babbled, her body jerking, releasing the torrent inside her cunt. "Mmm ... oh ... oh ... Ahhhhhhh." "Fuck ... fuck, so good ... fuccckkk," his balls tightened, letting loose his warm load. She could feel him splashing inside her, hitting her womb, her muscles contracted and squeezed. Collapsing on top of her, he gasped for air, intertwined his legs with his mother's smaller ones. Her hair was tangled and covered her pretty face. He gently laughed to himself and without giving her time to rest long, shoved his knee against her sensitive slit, eliciting a moan from his mother. Her clit peeked from beneath the folds and he ever so gently rubbed his knee back and forth. Hearing her breathing increase and seeing her bite her lip again, he knew she had a good 3 or 4 more cums in her. Raising himself up, he licked his way down her back, over the fine, elegant muscles of her back. She was so tiny, fragile compared to him. However, he knew her emotional strength far outweighed his physical strength, no matter what his father or Jenny might say. He ran his hands over the smooth, generous swell of her ass, dipping into her crack, smiling at her sudden indrawn hiss. She was so wet, so juicy from previous use. Licking over one shoulder blade, he slid his tongue down the center of her back and then slowly made his way to the side of one breast, licking along the edge. He dipped his tongue as far as it could go and then continued his descent downward and over the cleft of her ass. He knew they had hours before either his father or Jenny got home and he was determined to savour this time with her. He would make her squeal and beg and soon she would never again tell him to "stop it". He would be the one with all the power. She would be the one crawling, on her knees, weeping, pleading, naked, begging him for attention. Then, maybe then, he would forgive her for making everything so god-damned difficult. An hour later, Katie begged. Two hours later she sobbed and pleaded with her son and still she came. Three hours later, Stephen got his second wind and showed no signs of stopping until he was ready. ----------------------------------------------------- Later that evening, Stephen and Katie, Joe and Jenny and Grampa Henry were sitting down to dinner. Unfortunately due to a busy afternoon, they were eating delivered pizza, but Stephen grinned and rubbed his stomach, satisfied with a perfect day. He swapped stories about school with his grandfather, they had always shared a special bond. Grandpa Henry asked Stephen about the pretty girls he was seeing and about his studies. Stephen explained how he was thinking of moving to a school closer to home. Katie was strangely silent, barely speaking to anyone. Stephen noticed that his sister looked a little different. Her clothing sure was tighter, she looked more grown up. He also noted that she had given him strange looks all evening. At one point, he was sure she had been staring at his cock, but dismissed that thought as just being a part of his over-sexed brain. Currently she was leaning against Grandpa Henry and laughing at every joke he made. "You know my boy," Henry began, "you should speak to your Uncle Tom about a job at the newspaper and then you could go to school part-time. I know we've discussed this before, but we can always use new blood there. That's where your father started out and your uncle of course and also your mom actually. I remember when your mother use to work as one of the part-time assistants. Remember Katie? Hmm? Your mom was briefly my secretary when Denise got pregnant," he chuckled. "She actually worked there before college and once she turned eighteen and had some college courses under her, I decided she should get some real experience. Right Katie?" he smiled devilishly. "Ah ...yes," Katie answered quickly, smiling wanly and pouring herself another screw-driver. "Those were the good old days. I miss the newspaper. You should try it, it's in your blood boy," he encouraged. "Maybe I will Grandpa," Stephen agreed. "You know, your dad and I and Tom are playing poker at my house tonight, why don't you join us. Right Joe, that would be fun?" he suggested looking at Joe, who was checking out his daughter's tits. "Yeah ... sure, it'll be great," he agreed, bewildered since he thought that the only "poker" they would be playing would be with Jenny ... a little POKE HER. "Ah .. Can I come Grandpa?" Jenny asked hurriedly, believing their plans had been changed. "Well, my good girl, you let us play for a little while and then why don't you stop by, ok?" he asked softly. He had no intention of changing their plans, he just didn't see any need in keeping Stephen from sharing in the eager beaver between his sister's legs. ----------------------------------- That night, the group of men sat around the huge wooden table in Henry's dining room, the smell of beers and cigars filling the air. Laughter erupted as Tom won yet another round. It was his night tonight. He was a ruggedly handsome man, much like his father and nephew, with pale blue eyes and light blond hair, tall and sturdy. Not overly muscular but by no means soft. Tom was raised to be a hard man, an uncompromising man that could see a liar or a saint a mile away. He had married a woman his father had handpicked and had been blissfully happy with her ever since. They had three sons and one attractive, sexy daughter who was currently studying at an all-girls college overseas. He missed her desperately and was looking forward to sampling some new teenage tail. Placing his bet, he once again spread his legs wide, easing the ache. He wished she would arrive soon. Ever since Joe had mentioned Jenny's wish to be fucked by him and the rest of the men in the family, he had been sporting a woody just for her. He had a cock full of juice he needed to unload. "So Stephen, I didn't expect you here tonight," he stated, pulling the mountain of chips to his side of the table. "Didn't know this was your kind of thing," in truth, despite Stephen's physique, he had always seemed kind of a momma's boy and not in a good way. "What do you mean Uncle Tom, I like poker," Stephen defended, bewildered by his Uncle's comment. "Yeah but do you like POKE HER?" Tom asked, laughing at his own joke and taking another drink of beer. "Huh?" Stephen asked, looking at his Uncle for a clue as to what he was talking about. "What your Uncle means is that we'll be playing a different kind of game in a little while. A game that will include your sister. You know things have kind of changed around here Stephen. People have changed," Joe explained briefly. "Yeah ... in a good way," his uncle said, wiggling his eye brows and laughing. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. "Oh, the entertainment has arrived," Tom said gleefully, leaping out of his chair to answer it. "What is going on Dad?" Stephen demanded of his father. Hearing laughter, he whirled around and was shocked to see his sister, his little sister Jenny dressed in a white, transparent baby doll nightgown and high heels. No panties covered her clean-shaven, velvety pussy and Stephen's mouth dropped when he saw his Uncle dip his head and kiss her in a very Un-uncle way. His hands running down her body to plunge themselves into her small cunt. Her Daddy's Secret Ch. 03 "What the fuck!" Stephen yelled, jumping up out of his seat. His sister's eyes looked up, alarmed. Grabbing his son, Joe pulled him back and Henry shoved him back in his seat. "Calm yourself Boy," Henry demanded roughly. "She doesn't belong to you Boy. She's our slut. Your sister is very willing and has been for quite some time," he yelled, shaking his finger at Stephen. "What do you mean willing?" Stephen asked belligerently, not willing to hit an old man like his grandfather. "She came onto me Stephen," Joe lied. In truth, he had initiated the affair, but she hadn't put up much of a fight, if any. "She crawled into my bed when your mother wasn't home and I woke up to her cock in my mouth. After that, she didn't miss an opportunity to rub up against my cock. You saw her tonight, where do you think her hands were? Hmm?" he sneered. "Yeah and then she came over here a few days ago and seduced me. Sat in my lap, grinding that young pussy against me, knowing your grandmother wasn't home. Does that sound like someone who isn't willing? She even told me she wanted me to knock her up! Can you imagine anyone NOT willing saying something like that to her own grandfather" Henry asked, eyeing the young man and seeing that his words were sinking in. "The truth is Boy, she needs it. Otherwise, she gets really upset. All women do. You've seen your mother. She use to be a very generous, happy woman and now look at her. She's on medication because she denies what her pussy needs," Henry urged, understanding dawning on Stephen's face. "I like fucking Grandpa and Daddy!" Jenny yelled petulantly. "And I want to fuck Uncle Tom too ... and you too, if you want Stephen," she huskily stated, undulating her hips against her Uncle. Tom shoved her against the table, bent her over, grinding his cock against her ass, his hands clutching her firm tits. In the commotion, they hadn't noticed Tom discarding his and Jenny's clothing. Impatient to fuck her, he hadn't bothered with much foreplay. He just needed his cock inside her right away. Reaching under, he wiped some of her juices onto her ass crack, positioning his cock, he shoved it in without any preliminaries. "OH FUUUUUCK ME!" Jenny bawled. Henry and Joe no longer restrained Stephen, the began abandoning clothing and shoving the chips and cards aside, watching the table vibrate violently beneath Tom's battering hips and cock. He used her hair like reins, riding her like a horse, shoving into her ass hard and deep. Jenny wailed and grunted beneath her Uncle, watching the men around the room, all sporting hard cocks. Her brother's shocked, horrified face starring intensely at her backside, where her Uncle fucked her. Jenny felt dizzy from the sexual hunger that flowed in her body. Her grandfather was sweet enough to let her have some of his weed earlier and she was mellow and feeling grrrrrreat. Like Tony the Tiger, she though hysterically. Her pussy hummed as she shoved it against the hard table, feeling the juicy meat, squish and dribble beneath her. The rigid cock in her ass, stretched and pulled at her pussy muscles deliciously and Uncle Tom's harsh breathing slithered down her tummy to her cunt. "Ohhhh ... what an ass. You have to try this Stephen. Your sister's got an ass that's opened for business," he laughed. Stephen watched, hypnotized. He had never fucked a woman in the ass. Not even his mother. It was a secret desire he hadn't shared with her. He was afraid of hurting her, but after watching his Uncle fuck Jenny like that, he had to try it. With a groan, he watched his Uncle's muscles clench and go stiff, giving one, then two quick shoves and watched as Tom released his balls into Jenny's ass. Suddenly, without any warning, his Uncle yelled and released more than just cum in her ass. He was pissing in her! "Oh fuck! I guess I shouldn't have had that extra beer," Tom laughed, stepping away from Jenny, his fluid leaking from between Jenny's legs to the carpet below. Jenny moaned and crossing her legs, rubbed them together. He couldn't believe his eyes. SHE WAS ENJOYING THIS! SHE REALLY WAS! He watched as his father and grandfather and uncle all laughed. Henry grabbed a bottle of water from the kitchen and poured it over her sensitive ass, cleaning her skin, uncaring of the mess, the urine. Henry stated that the "old lady" would clean it up when she got home. Stephen continued observing his family, watching Joe pull Jenny up and watching as Henry laid on the floor, she got on top, sitting onto his huge cock. He couldn't believe she could take a cock that large. Then Joe got behind her, shoving his cock into her already closed asshole. Tom walked up and shoved his piss and cum covered cock into her gluttonous mouth. They began fucking her simultaneously. She raised her eyes, looking straight at Stephen, telling him with her eyes how much she wanted his cock too. Looking at him like that, she reminded him of Katie. So hungry and open and needy. Walking over to the copulating group, he began taking off his clothes. His cock was long and hard and rubbed it beneath his jeans. Unbuckling his pants, he unzipped them and peeled them down, his cock bobbing free. Her eyes watched it carefully, examining it. The men fucking her, yelled approval and encouragement when she would twist her cunt this way, shove her ass that way, suck harder, lick more. She took direction like an experienced prostitute and he wondered just how long she had been doing this. When her eyes rolled up in her head, she accidentally released Tom's cock, her orgasm exploded through her body, provoking a high pitched screech that sounded more animal than human. Tom began hitting her face and mouth with his cock, laughing at her reaction. His father and grandfather, seconds later released their balls covering cunt and ass in cum. Jenny collapsed against her grandfather, licking his lips and murmuring her thanks. Before she had a chance to catch her breath, Tom pulled her up and pushed her onto the coach with him, giggling the whole time. They wrestled playfully and finally she had him under her, impaled on his cock. In a daze, Stephen walked to the coach and seeing the small, tiny hole of her ass, shoved her forward, lifting her ass to his avid gaze. His large hands spread her ass cheeks wider, opening her, her small sphincter seemed to beckon to him. Semen oozed from the shiny, redden gap. His father and grandfather watched him, secretly pleased that he was taking part in their little party. Stephen, grabbed his stiff cock, aimed it at her crevice and plunged forward. Jenny reared her head in ecstasy. A new cock for her. Her brother was such a hunk and she wondered if he knew how to use his cock like the rest of the men in her family. The intrusion in her ass compelled her to push down harder onto her Uncle's cock causing him to growl and smile up at his nasty niece. "That's right Jenny, treat me right slut. Uncle Tom will treat you right," he promised. Her slimy crack rocked against him, rubbing her clit back and forth. She looked back at her brother, smiling at his intense stare. He looked like he couldn't quite believe what he was doing, like his cock was separate from his incestuous deeds. Stephen had never felt anything like the clutch of his sister's ass. So tight and hot and spongy. The head of his cock should never have been able to fit but it did. Her ass sucked and gripped, sending wave after wave of pleasure pulsing through his prick. He moaned as he shoved inch after inch into her and she took it, rolling her ass like a true whore. "Go ahead Bitch, grunt for me, grunt for your brother" Tom ordered. "Grunt like the pig you are!" he laughed. "Oink ... oink ... OINK! Agggggggh ... OINK!," she grunted enthusiastically. Stephen listened in disbelief as his eighteen year old sister began to oink, like a pig. Oinking as she fucked herself back and forth between cocks. Joe and Henry were currently standing over them, furiously rubbing their cocks, ready to spray her with their cum. She continued on acting like the slut she was and desired to be. He couldn't hold it any longer and erupted up her ass, heaving into her brutally. He then watched as first Joe and then Henry spilled their seed all over Jenny's back and head, roaring as they released their juicy load. Jenny opened her mouth wide, trying to catch it in her mouth like raindrops. White, creamy cum crisscrossed her face and head and back and she grinned as Tom continued humping his cock into her from below. After quickly cleaning up, Stephen left when the men suggested they convene downstairs in his grandfather's basement. Before leaving Henry took Stephen aside and told him how proud he was to watch him in action and hoped he would continue to help them take care of Jenny. More confused than ever, he decided he needed to get home and take care of his mother. -------------------------------- Walking through the house, he sensed her presence in the living room. Finding her half drunk and obviously unhappy had him pausing in his tracks. However, it wasn't an unusual situation since he had been aware from a very young age that his mother was unhappy in her marriage. He hadn't realized until tonight however, that perhaps his grandfather had something to do with her depression. "Momma," he greeted her, sitting down beside her on the coach. She lifted her eyes to him, looking at him with anger. She'd never looked at him like that before. She couldn't have known what he was doing tonight, he thought, could she? "How was your night Stephen," she sneered, tossing back the drink she held and slamming the glass down hard on the end table. "Get enough pussy from your sister? Hmm?" she asked contemptuously, her eyes wild with rage. Seconds ticked by, silence filled the room. "I don't know Mom, did you get enough cock from Grandpa Henry?" he countered smoothly, watching her fury explode. She launched herself at him, fists hitting his head and chest. He calmly grabbed her, easily restraining her. He listened as she sobbed and struggled. When she finally became silent and withdrawn he released her. She quickly walked out of the room and ran up the stairs. Following her, he managed to shove open the bedroom door that she tried to shut in his face. "Tell me about it Mom! Tell me how you met my grandfather? Why do you hate him so much?" Stephen yelled. She backed up, falling onto the bed. Scrambling up, she backed toward the head of the bed and examined her volatile son. "He's not your grandfather, he's your father," she whispered, her large eyes gazing at him warily. "Henry's your father, not Joe." "What?" he was expecting an affair, an office attraction before her marriage to Joe, something, anything less complicated. "It's true," she softly cried, "he was my first lover. I ... he seduced me. I was eighteen. I knew Tom. I knew Joe. Joe and I were in school together and he got me a job at his dad's newspaper. I was 16 when I started working there during the summer. When I turned eighteen, Henry suggested I work for him, as his assistant while Denise was away, just for a couple of months while they looked for someone more permanent. He invited me into his office. It wasn't a seduction. He FORCED me Stephen! He made me have sex with him and I ... I like it ... A lot. I was so stupid!" she shouted. "I fell in love with him. Jesus! I went to his house for barbeques with the rest of the employees and I went to picnics and attended family outings with Joe as my date. I thought at first he was trying to hide his affair from his wife, but then I discovered that she ... she ... Oh God! She became part of our lovemaking. She liked it too. She was as sick as he was! I was so stupid. When I found out I was pregnant, he was angry at me, but he said I shouldn't worry about it, he would take care of it. I didn't know he expected me to marry Joe," she sobbed. "I thought, stupidly thought he would want me, care for me, change his ways. No. He told me I would have to marry Joe or he would take the baby from me and raise it himself. He would tell my parents I had prostituted myself. He would show them the pictures! He would show them pictures with his wife," she continued weeping and hugging her arms to her body. "I thought I was in hell before I married Joe, but afterwards it was worse. He still thought he had the right to my body and he let ... he let ... others! Your Uncle, his brother, friends. Stupid! I was so stupid! I loved him though," she explained. Stephen stood across the room, just starring at her. There was no emotion on his face as he observed his beautiful mother describe how she became his grandfather's personal property. "Have you seen the basement?" she whispered. "No," he answered tonelessly. "It's awful," she cried brokenly, rocking her body. "Mom ... tell me something. When you were fucking me, were you pretending it was him?" he asked angrily. Shocked, "No, of course not! How could you ask that of me," she demanded. "How?" he asked bemused. A smile hovered on his lips as he pondered the information she had fed him. "You kept this a secret a very long time. You allowed this secret to continue even after your parents died, long after your affair with Henry had ended. A very very long time," he answered sarcastically "You're still in love with him, aren't you Mom?" he pushed, walking to the bed, crawling up on it and forcing her to look him in the eye. "No .. no .. I'm not, I swear," she assured him, violently shaking her head. "Then why did you keep my father's secret?" he asked quietly. "I ... I just ... I needed to be near him, I guess. He stopped needing me. He ... it was a couple of years ago now and I angered him and it was the last time he made me go down to his basement. He ... stopped. It was his way of punishing me. He ignored me to hurt me. I didn't know what to do and I guess I convinced myself that it didn't happen to me. I didn't see it and wasn't part of it any longer. I just tried to be a normal wife and mother, but I wasn't good at it Stephen," she rationalized, running her hand down his muscled chest. "Is Jenny his daughter too Mom?" he asked, wanting every secret out. "No .. no she's not Joe's, but she's not Henry's either. I'm sure of it Stephen," she promised. "Joe was sterile, on account of a bout of childhood mumps. I think her father is Tom, but of course I can't be sure, not really Stephen," she implored him to try and understand the complexities that made up her younger days. He now understood why his father seemed to resent him so much sometimes. He understood the hostility and bitterness, although he was still confused about his father's motivations for marrying Katie. "So ... Jenny is my half-sister, my niece and through marriage, my cousin? Hmm? Yeah, quite a mess you've made of this Mom," enjoying her hands on body. She was trying to soothe him, but he wouldn't be soothed by her. She was about to discovered that he was a lot like his father. "Why did Joe go along with this? Why did he agree to marry you?" "He .. He was attracted to me, always had been. I ignored him. He wasn't very attractive and at the time I was a pretty, shallow young girl that appreciated looks over more important qualities. He probably thought I would be grateful for marrying him, but I wasn't. He's never forgiven me for that and I doubt he ever will. However, he has the pleasure of fucking my daughter and sticking it to me, doesn't he," she asked bitterly. She leaned forward to kiss his neck, enjoying the smell of old spice he splashed on every day. His chin was rough and he needed another shave. She knew his jaw would be harsh against her skin, abrasive against her pussy. She shoved his t-shirt up, needing to feel his skin, to let him know she loved him. She needed his forgiveness. "You taste so good Baby," she murmured against him. She smelled like vodka but he was willing to overlook it for now. "Mom?" he mused, letting her kiss her way down his chest, allowing her to pull his t-shirt off. "Mom ... did he fuck your ass?" he suddenly asked. Stopping, Katie looked up, surprised by the need in his voice. Breathless, she answered truthfully but shyly, "Yes, he fucked me in every way Stephen." She pulled at his jeans, unzipping them and was gratified to see he wasn't wearing underwear. She carefully tugged his cock out, shoving his jeans down, off his legs. She climbed on top of him, still fully clothed and began stroking his perfect body, so like Henry. "Mom, I don't know if I can forgive you unless you let me use you in every way too," he deliberately ran his hand down her hip to her ass. He shoved the skirt up, exposing black thong panties. The fabric was so sheer he could see her crack through the cloth. Reaching down, he cupped her pussy, pressing his palm to her mound and causing her to squirm. "I think ... that after telling me all this ... I deserve a special treat Mom, don't you?" he asked seductively. Hooking his finger inside the fabric, he eased a single digit into her wet, waiting core. He didn't feel the need to undress her, usually he would. Tonight though would be about him. She would service him, the way she had his grandfather ... his father, he amended and his uncles and his grandmother and every man his father had offered her. He would never beg her again for her attention. She might want to lie to herself, but there was only one reason she had kept Henry's secrets. She privately hoped he would come back to her. He would once again turn his attentions to her and use her like she was allowing her son to use her. Stephen knew something that Katie just didn't get yet. Henry didn't need her anymore. He had another generation of women keeping his secrets. Rolling her onto her back, he ripped her panties from her body, stunning his mother. Shoving her hips up, he grabbed the pillow beneath her head and thrust it under her hips, lifting her, positioning her at the perfect angle. Leaning down he noticed how small her anal entrance was, so much smaller than Jenny's. "Please ...please," Katie begged ripping at her sweater, dragging her bra down, baring her tits to his eyes. Stephen didn't know what she was begging for and he didn't really care. Easing his thumb into the small bud of her asshole, he managed to push it all the way to the end, feeling her body clench. She tossed and oohed and made sounds of gibberish that normally would heat his blood. He began driving his thumb in and out of her ass, pushing harder and harder and then eased a second finger inside of her. She twisted and tried to stop him, but he wouldn't be denied. She would be lucky if he didn't shove his whole god-damned fist up her chute, the way he was feeling. Finally, he removed his fingers and flipped her onto her stomach, rearranging the pillow again. Then without warning he shoved his cock home. "Oh yeah ... feel my cock stretch you! Feel it Bitch!" he growled. He hammered his cock in and out. Her head hit the headboard of the bed, momentarily stunning her. She finally reached out and grabbed a hold of it to keep from slamming into it again. Stephen showed no mercy as he assfucked his mother. He listened to her begging him to be gentle. He wondered if his father had ever been gentle and sincerely doubted he had. Grabbing her hair, he pulled, stretching her beautiful swan-like neck and thrusting into her small ass with more force. "Not enough cock for you SLUT," he yelled slamming into her tight backdoor. She squealed realizing her son was using her, just like his father before him. "I'll have to fuck you a new hole. Would you like that WHORE? How'd you like my cock to rip you open?" he grinned, riding her callously. "He doesn't want you doggie! He doesn't need your ass. You'll have to bark for me now BITCH!" he chuckled cruelly. "Go ahead bark like a dog. DO IT," he yelled, slapping his hand down on her ass, brutally. Her Daddy's Secret Ch. 03 "Ruff! Ruff ... arf ... arf ...," Katie sobbed, her pussy throbbing and vibrating. "Arf! ... Arf!" "Yeah, you can be my bitch Mom. Until I'm tired of you too. You can suck my cock when I tell you. You can lick my ass and I'll bury my cock in your nasty old cunt whenever I want because let me tell you, Henry does not want YOU. He's got a really tight, yeah tight ... Little bitch to fuck now. You'll have to be my fucktoy," he continued, shaming his mother. He slammed her head back down into the bed, twisted her arms behind her. He watched as she blubbered, her cunt humping the pillow below her cunt. "Oh sweet cunt, look at you. Humping a pillow like a dog. You want to hump my leg instead?" he laughed, twisting her arms, causing an indrawn breath of pain. "Ohhhhhhhhh fuuu," she babbled, her body giving in to the passion her son brought out in her. She hadn't felt so horny, so electric since Henry. Only he knew her secret naughty desires. Only he realized that sex for her had to be a lot dirty, a lot nasty, a lot brutal and a lot cruel to get her off good and it had been so long. He was so much better than Henry. "You're disgusting cum-bucket slut and I'm going to use you every day. Every day you'll be my whore. You're gonna leave Dad and you're gonna be my whore. Do you understand mom? You'll be my fucktoy, because only I want you. Nobody else wants this ass," he repeated hoarsely, on and on. Her body trembling and twitching to her third orgasm. Finally, when she couldn't have taken another slam, he flooded her narrow channel, his neck stretched and veins all but popping. Sweat covered his body and he'd never cum so intensely before. Falling forward, he collapsed roughly on top of his mother, trapping her beneath his big, strong body. Weakened and satisfied, he tenderly kissed the side of her face. "I love you mom," he sweetly whispered into her ear and fell asleep. The End.