7 comments/ 89855 views/ 23 favorites The Three R's Ch. 01 By: Many Feathers I sat downstairs in the den watching one of the Saturday College football games on TV when I caught movement out of the corner of my eye. Looking up and out of the basement window, I saw what I knew to be my wife's still very shapely legs as she walked by on the driveway headed towards her car. Minutes ago I had heard her call downstairs to me, telling me she was about to leave, so wasn't surprised when I saw her already heading out without actually seeing her. "So much for a kiss good-bye," I thought. But it had been like that for some time now between us. Even now I wondered, "Where and why had we lost it?" Maxine...or rather "Max" as everyone called her, my wife of some twenty-two years now, was on her way for her Saturday workout with her girlfriend. Something she'd taken up doing a few months back. Though I had since learned...there was a lot more going on than her working out at the gym, though perhaps that's where it had all started early on. Even as I sat looking at the TV, not seeing it, I knew that she'd soon be getting a workout of an entirely different nature. And as yet...I still hadn't come to grips with that, or decided what I was going to do about it...if anything. I'd almost resigned myself to the fact that our relationship was what it was, and there was no sense trying to fix what could no longer be fixed. Which meant, either live with it, or like Maxine was, find something on the side to amuse myself with. Divorce for me at least, just wasn't part of the equation. Max and I had always had a great sex-life. Well at least up until a couple of years ago anyway. Suddenly however, it just seemed to taper off, becoming less and less than what it once was. Now...I was lucky if we did anything at all, even once a month if that. Though looking back (and though she had twice now told me I was exaggerating) it had been two months since we'd even had intercourse. I refused to accept or count her quick "get me off" on Sunday morning hand jobs in the bathroom, which even then I had had to all but beg her to give me. And it wasn't like I was totally out of shape or anything myself. Sure, the years had put on a few extra pounds, but I could still stand in front of the mirror in our bedroom and not look at myself in disgust. And I'd had one or two appreciative looks thrown my way from a couple of women at work too. Though I was now becoming more and more tempted to act on those possibilities myself. So I knew it wasn't that. All I could think of, was that our sex-life had gotten "predictable" perhaps, something we'd both allowed to happen. The problem was, when the sex actually did get boring and predictable, neither one of us said or did anything to change that. Now... Max had obviously found some on the side excitement, and she was well past the stage of feeling guilty about it. I'd have probably never even known if I hadn't accidentally overheard a conversation between her and her girlfriend a couple of month's back. After that, I was aware, took note of the changes in her demeanor, not to mention the way she was dressing, somewhat sexily again. And that was with her just supposedly going to the gym to work out. I was past the stage of being angry really, or hurt about it myself. The way I saw it, I was just as much to blame as she was. Allowing things to get to the point that they had. As they say, it takes two to tango. And I hadn't been much of a good dancer myself lately. Still. Added to the complication of all that, was the fact we really didn't have a lot of private time to ourselves to enjoy one another the way we once did. Though our fraternal twins, Jared and Stacy had graduated from high school two years ago, both were still living at home in order to keep the expenses down. Not that we didn't mind them still living there, but at one point I'd actually found myself looking forward to their living away from home. Something I'd hoped would have given Max and I more time...well, a lot more personal time to share with one another anyway. Obviously that hadn't really happened. One or both of them was usually always around. So the spontaneity of getting it on in some other area of the house besides the bedroom, or even occasionally the bathroom, didn't fit into our plans for predictability and boredom either. Hearing excitement on the TV, my attention was drawn back towards it. One of the teams had just scored, though for a moment I had no idea who had. Simultaneously, commotion upstairs in the kitchen alerted me to the fact that one of the twins was up and about, and obviously about to head out for the day as well. Though I had no idea which one it was. Though twins, Jared and Stacy were about as opposite as night and day. Jared had played football in high school himself. At just over six feet, he was not only tall but also well proportioned otherwise, and had been very popular with the girls in school. Though up until a year or so ago, he'd been shy, quiet and reserved, unlike his twin sister. Stacy on the other hand had always been outgoing. Perhaps more so than either her mother or I would have liked. "Free Spirited" we called her, even as a young girl, always getting into mischief. And then much later as an adult teenager, exploring her sexuality, and sensuality in ways that had me wanting to pull out my hair. Not quite as tall as her brother, though just a couple of inches shorter than he was, she also had long dark hair falling well past her shoulders. Jared on the other hand was more blonde than brunette, a mixture of the two perhaps, more like the coloration of his mother's hair, with Stacy taking after me. Thankfully she had her mother's looks though. Looking more like a much younger version, though there were times that people that they ran into thought the two of them to actually be sisters. Being a "dad", I had to constantly tell myself not to look at my own daughter in certain ways, though she made that almost impossible to do at times with some of the provocative outfits she enjoyed wearing. One thing she hadn't inherited exactly was her mother's breasts. Now don't get me wrong. Max had great looking tits (though it had been a while since I'd actually seen them). A large B cup, though still nicely shaped and proportioned even now. Stacy on the other hand was fairly well endowed. A couple of sizes larger than her mother was at least, and as I said...much to my chagrin, she tended to enjoy showing them off more than I would have cared for her to do. But she was after all now twenty-one, certainly an adult, and responsible to herself now for what she wore out in public. She didn't dress like a slut or anything like that, but she certainly enjoyed showing her breasts of to their best advantage. Something I was only too aware of whenever she had leaned over in front of me for one reason or another. It was a constant battle for me to tear my eyes away rather than to continue to sit there and look at her. Moments later I heard the back door slam shut. Looking up once again, I soon saw Jared's legs as he passed by the basement window headed out towards his car. So now I knew at least that it was only Stacy and I who were still home, and wondered how long before she herself would be heading out for the day, once again leaving me home alone. In a weird twisted way. I was actually looking forward to that. Max might be off to enjoy her "tryst" with god knows who...something I even then realized I was simply accepting as a stage Max was going through for whatever reason. The fact I could find myself horny as well, though not currently having any sort of outside relief from that beyond my own hand. Well...for the moment at least, I was accepting of that too. Which meant as soon as Stacy cleared out, I'd paw through my stash of dirty movies and find one that interested me, sit back...and stroke off a little anxiety and some much needed tension relief. But before I even thought about doing that, I needed to get something to eat and settle my stomach first too. Already it grumbling, reminding me I was hungry as I stood up and slowly made my way up the stairs towards the kitchen. When I entered the kitchen I literally froze in my tracks! Across the way from me, Stacy stood in the open doorway of the refrigerator bending over. It was obvious she was scrounging around inside looking for something to eat as well. That in and of itself wasn't what seized me. What did, was that she was wearing nothing more than a tiny white thong, so her twin ass cheeks were totally bare to me. But to make things even worse, she was also wearing a very large, cut off sweatshirt that had been cut around her midriff. Hanging open as it was as I stood behind her, her full firm breasts dangled downwards enticingly as she rummaged about inside the fridge. Once again I found myself playing the "you should tear your eyes away from those things" game. Though I allowed another three seconds or so of guilt free enjoyment before my conscious kicked in. And though she was certainly old enough to wear whatever she felt was appropriate, or in this case at least, highly inappropriate for being around me, I swallowed my intention of telling her so. Instead, I merely made her aware of my unexpected presence. "Hungry? Me too!" Though startled a little at my sudden appearance, Stacy merely stood up, not at all concerned that she'd given her father quite an unexpected show of her back end, though I didn't thing she realized as she stood up, that her breasts had been nearly as exposed as her ass had been. Growing up, Maxine and I had both treated the various states of dress, or undress as natural and healthy, never trying to hide our own nudity from the kids, though not going out of the way to exactly flaunt it either. Our intent had been to bring them up in such a way that they weren't ashamed or inhibited as far as that went. I stood there wondering if we'd been a bit too liberal in our beliefs. Stacy didn't act or seem at all embarrassed or shy about the way she was currently dressed standing in front of her father. Though it wasn't the first time I had seen her as scantily dressed as she was now. It's just that she was a woman now, fully developed and mature. And the fact I'd been contemplating jerking myself off here at some stage didn't help much. "How about I fix us some scrambled eggs and toast?" She asked. "A lot easier to fix for two than just for myself," she added. I was certainly up for that, but I was starting to feel "up" in another way as well, and quickly took a seat at the kitchen table, pouring myself a fresh cup of coffee first, and then angling towards it before sitting down so as not to embarrass myself or Stacy. She on the other hand went about preparing our simple breakfast, not giving any further thought (though had she even considered it in the first place?) towards her current state of dress as she began doing so. I decided to try and make small talk with her in the hopes that my rapidly escalating member might simply go away. "So punkin' what's on your agenda for today?" Stacy stood at the stove scrambling some eggs in a pan after having popped four slices of bread in the toaster. The fact she had done so with her twin ass cheeks staring at me was of no moment to her. And I found myself sitting there staring at my daughters very gorgeous ass as I asked her the question. "You really want to know?" she asked turning around with the frying pan in her hand as she scooped out two equal portions of eggs onto our plates. Once again I was now staring down the front of her bulky sweatshirt. Hints of her somewhat darker colored nipples winking at me as I glanced down the front of her shirt, though only for a fraction of an instant as I looked back up into her face just as her eyes met mine. She had a quirky smile on her face, and I wondered for a moment if she'd caught me looking at her, but she continued. "I'm meeting Charlene at the mall later this afternoon. They're having a big sale at Victoria's Secret, lots and lots of sexy new bras, thongs and panties, thought we'd go down and have a look around. Why? You want to come with?" She asked not actually meaning it of course, but enjoying my sudden discomfort at the thought of that, though I again had to wonder and ask myself, "Had she seen me peeking?" "Ah no...thanks," I said sheepishly forking myself a healthy mouthful of eggs. "Was just wondering," I added almost whispering now feeling a whole lot more uncomfortable than I had been earlier. Stacy laughed however, amused by our conversation, obviously aware of my embarrassment. Though she quickly tried changing the subject, and oddly enough, not in a direction I was happy about her taking either. She took a sip of her orange juice eyeing me over the rim, and then as though asking me about the weather in the same tone of voice I might have expected, she said, "So dad...what's up with you and mom anyway?" "What do you mean?" I asked nearly choking on the mouthful I was trying to swallow. "You know what I mean. Are you and mom planning on getting a divorce?" I was glad I had just swallowed, or I might have choked. "Whatever gave you that idea?" I asked pretending that nothing was wrong. "Oh, maybe that you and mom aren't doing the nasty anymore for one thing. And don't tell me you are either. I overheard her talking to Aunt Susan a week ago. Mom told her the two of you hadn't done much of anything for several months now. What's up with that?" So...she was as aware of it as I was. But the fact she had actually told her sister about our lack-luster love life wasn't good news either. As much as I liked Susan, ever since her divorce a few years back, she'd been hanging around, flirting and coming on to me a whole lot more than I would have liked. Maxine thought it was funny, as did Susan I think. But I never quite knew how to act around the two of them whenever they got together. And especially when Susan started flirting with me whenever Maxine wasn't around to notice. Point was...I didn't know what to say to Stacy. Obviously she knew the facts. And worse, it now appeared she knew a lot more than what she was telling me on top of all that. "You know dad, it's not healthy for you to be going without." That made me chuckle in spite of the rather bizarre conversation we were suddenly having. "Oh? And you're an expert on that?" I shot back. "At least I'm happy," she responded. "Seriously...if you and mom are tired of doing the nasty together, maybe you should at least hook up with someone who is...like maybe Aunt Susan!" That response surprised me, and this time I really did spew out my coffee, which I'd just sipped. "Jesus Stacy!" I spat as I likewise spilled the rest of my coffee all over the table. Stacy stood up in order to fetch some paper towels. That damn ass of hers filling my eyes as she did. Even as she sauntered back with the roll handing it to me, she said, "You have any idea who it is mom's sleeping with?" "No!" I said simply, confirming no doubt that I did know as I began mopping up my spilled coffee off the table. "And I'm not sure I want to know either. Our problems are ours to work out...if we can. But regardless of that, in answer to your previous question, divorce as far as I'm concerned is out of the question!" "So even though mom's fucking someone else...you're willing to live with the situation the way that it is?" It's not like I hadn't heard the word before, and even on occasion out of her own mouth, though never pointedly directed towards me. Still, it was a bit odd hearing her use it in this context. "Ok, we're having a few problems admittedly, and yeah...maybe mom is seeing, someone. But I don't think it's serious, or she'd have approached me by now about moving out. I do think she's just trying to find away to have some pleasure, which unfortunately at the moment...isn't with me." "So? Like I said before then. Maybe you should start doing the same thing. Not healthy for you to go without for so long. And I don't think jerking off all the time is any substitute for that either! Trust me...I know!" Only then did I realize that Stacy too had in fact broken up with her long time boyfriend of several years only recently. At one point, Maxine and I had thought she was about to be proposed to, though we were both glad when it didn't come about, as we wanted to see her finish her education first before she even considered doing that. For several days, she had in fact mopped about the house driving everyone nuts, and then just as quickly almost overnight, resigning herself to the situation perhaps, once again acting like her old self. Though hearing now that my own daughter obviously masturbated wasn't something I was quite prepared to stand there and hear coming out of her mouth. New visions suddenly filling my head briefly. My cock involuntarily lurching with the sudden interest upon hearing that. Once again, I had to take my mind broom out and sweep everything away before I stood there thinking on it any further. We managed to get through the next few minutes without making it any worse than it already was. After cleaning up, Stacy announced she was headed upstairs to dress and head off to the mall to meet up with her girlfriend. "Well, go back down to your den, enjoy your...game," she said grinning at me. "Or whatever else it was you planned on enjoying," she added. "But just so you know...even if you're not curious, I am. So...if I do find out who it is mom's been sleeping with, I'll let you know...unless of course you'd really rather not." "I wish you wouldn't," I informed her. "But even if you do...keep it to yourself. We'll find a way to work this all out one way or the other, and the last thing I need is to muddy up the waters even more so than they are already." "Suit yourself," Stacy told me, and then scurried upstairs to her room. I stood below her at the landing watching her go. I allowed myself the defiance at staring at my daughter's tight sweet ass as some form of recompense for my own failures perhaps, not to mention my lack of having any sort of sex-life beyond my own hand. Watching her finally disappear, I noticed just before she did that she paused briefly at the top of the stairs looking down, and then reached down yanking her sweatshirt up and over the top of her head. For the briefest of moments, I saw her exquisite bare breasts before she disappeared from view. "Fuck me!" I said to myself, and then headed back down towards my den. ** Several days passed. Same old routines, same old problems. I found myself trying to lose myself at work getting home later and later every night. Finally it was Wednesday night. Max's night at her weekly book club. I knew she'd already be gone by the time I got home, as was usually the case. And as expected, she'd left a note for me to that extent, along with a mention about dinner waiting for me in the microwave. I poured a glass of wine and sat down waiting for the timer to go off on my dinner. The house was quiet once again as it usually was on Wednesdays. Jared no doubt off with his friends, and Stacy too for that matter, until I heard the sound of her car pulling up into the drive. I certainly hadn't expected to find her coming home so soon, and actually found myself looking forward to seeing her...seeing someone anyway. And then she barged through the back door without so much as a glance in my direction, storming through the kitchen straight on past me and up stairs to her room without so much as a word of hello. "Shit! Now what?" As curious as I was, I knew better than to go chasing after her. Whatever it was that was bothering her, she'd either share it in her own sweet time, or get over it almost as quickly. That's usually the way she responded to things like that. I knew that her ex boyfriend had called her a couple of times in the past week or so. It was evident he was trying to patch things up with her, though so far she'd declined doing that. I half suspected it had something to do with him, and no doubt whatever argument they had gotten into earlier, had no doubt sent her home in a huff. The Three R's Ch. 01 But like I said I knew better than to try and approach her whenever she got into one of those "moods" of hers. The problem for me was...I was in sort of a "mood" myself, and had been looking forward to a nice long, leisurely stroke off downstairs in the den. I'd actually tempted fate a little, testing the waters so to speak at work earlier in the day, which had gotten me aroused and had kept me there. Brenda, who shared an office with me, had been the one to start up what eventually became first and foremost a reasonably good friendship at work. From there it had escalated slightly into some flirtatious teasing, joking around without getting really serious. Equals in status, and neither one of us over the other, it was easy to lapse into this comfortable flirtatious easy-going relationship with one another. Occasionally going out to lunch, and twice now actually attending conventions. It had been at the last one we'd both gotten a little tipsy at the cocktail party after the meeting, and had come very close to ending up in bed together. Now today, at work, she'd flirted, I'd flirted back a bit more than usual. That had led to a couple of dirty jokes, some laughter, and a touch here and there. We'd ended the day emailing one another back and forth, sharing a few private thoughts, fantasies. I'd ended up riding down the elevator with an erection, one that she'd seen and taken notice of as we left together. She'd given me a big smile, and a quick affectionate little caress on the way down. I decided then and there, if things progressed I just might let it happen. Now, sitting alone down in the den, horny as all get out, I was nervous about Stacy's being home unexpectedly, somewhat spoiling my plans. But knowing she was upset, pissed off...she'd no doubt spend the entire evening upstairs in her bedroom, which was usually the case. And though I was nervous about her being home, it was also decadently exciting too. Wicked in another way that I couldn't quite explain to myself. Only that sitting there with a massive hard on, needing some much needed relief, the thought of jerking myself off downstairs in the den, and not locked behind the door of the bathroom, well...that just seemed to be the double shot of espresso that I was looking for. Funny how it felt. Even just taking my cock out while sitting there in my large comfy chair. I'd initially intended to get entirely naked, now with Stacy home, even though she was all the way upstairs, I didn't dare risk it. Additionally, I had also decided against turning on the TV, slipping in a porn movie to watch. In fact, as I sat there slowly stroking my cock, I was l glad that I didn't. It was a throwback to older times, and I found myself enjoying it even more. I was using my imagination, thinking back to the day, recounting the real moments that Brenda and I had actually had, and then adding a bit of spice to that, making the fantasy even more erotic, more nasty as I continued working my cock up and down. I was using the juice that was dripping out of the head of my dick to further tease myself with, so lost in the pleasurable sensations that I had lost track of my surroundings. Which was about the time I was treated to the surprise of my life. "Here, why don't you let me help you with that?" The first thing that happened of course was that my eyes popped open along with my mouth, though no words came out. They sort of got stuck somewhere down in the pit of my stomach. The second thing was that I actually tried to hide the fact I was sitting there jerking off, which seemed rather silly under the circumstances. But the third thing was, aside from the presence of my daughter now standing directly in front of me, was the fact that she herself was...entirely naked. "Stacy?" I heard myself asking as though she wasn't really there, perhaps hoping in a way that she really was just a mirage, and not really standing there. Silly me. She walked over then, taking a seat in my lap, my hands still sandwiched beneath the two of us as I used them in some feeble effort to cover, and now protect myself from the touch of her too near...too beautiful pussy. The sight of which only then registered in my head. I mean I had seen her standing there naked, but it was like my brain didn't fully register the sight for a moment. All the circuits suddenly on overload, taking a moment more than usual to process the information. But like I said, by then...she was sitting in my lap, her luscious breasts only inches away, hard firm nipples pointing at me. And then I saw her somewhat smeared eyeliner and knew she'd been crying. And even with my daughter naked, sitting in my lap, it was daddy time. "What's wrong honey? Why are you down here...uh, like this?" "I don't want to talk about it...not now anyway. But what I do want...is for you to fuck me daddy. Right now! Please?" Talk about being between a rock and a hard place. Only this was the rock-hard tips of her breasts looking at me, the hard place which my hands were still trying their level best to keep concealed, though even then Stacy was grinding herself against me, my knuckles now being caressed by the slippery softness of her bare cunt. Again, an image suddenly popping into my head, because though I had looked at her, I hadn't really seen her until now, actually looking down between us. Sure enough, her pussy was bare, her puffy swollen lips now pressed against the top of my hands as she slid herself back and forth against them as though urging me to remove my hands. I knew the moment I did that, all would be lost. "Stacy...I'm your dad...we can't, we shouldn't." "Shut up and fuck me!" She said again, even more urgently, more demandingly, now reaching down, forcing my own hands away, placing them on her soft full tender breasts as she did. "Touch my tits, play with them play with me," she now added desperately, hotly...using a tone of voice I had never heard her use before. And all the while, that slick, juicy pussy now resting directly against my shaft, still sliding up and down, back and forth, her twin lips licking my prick like a pair of hot hungry mouths. It felt too fucking good. And in the next instant, I was balls deep inside my own daughter's cunt. ** In the back of my head, I knew there would be repercussions, remorse, and regret. The big three as I called them. From the time that the kids were little, Maxine and I had tried very hard to instill those three words into the kid's daily life. We'd always told them before they acted on anything out of anger, that the Three R's and later the Big Three, as we referred to them, would come back to haunt them every time. But at the moment, I was thinking with my dick rather than my senses. And I certainly wasn't thinking about the Three R's. Like they say, "Easier said than done!" The fact that Stacy's breasts filled my hands as I sat there tweaking her nipples, pulling on them, rolling them around as she rocked gently back and forth against me, mewling pleasurably chased away the "Big Three", at least for the moment. I had had a vasectomy some years back when Max and I had decided with the arrival of the twins, we had no desire for any more children. But I also knew that Stacy too was on the pill and had been for a number of years now. So the question never came up, or was necessary in discussing as I began to feel what I knew would soon be the generous eruption of my cock spurting off inside my little girl. Though her tits reminded me immediately that she wasn't quite so little any more. It was then that I felt this sudden gush of juice saturating my cock and balls, Stacy's cry of pleasure telling me she was in the throes of climax herself as she mashed herself down upon me, grinding against me even harder now. It was all I could do to hold back and keep from emptying myself inside her right there and then, but somehow I managed it. As though sensing my own pending climax, seconds later Stacy was off me like a shot, now kneeling before me, spreading my legs even wider a part, and suddenly engulfing my entire prick with her mouth. "Stacy..." I said softly, almost fearfully. But all she did was look up into my eyes, her mouth wrapped around my cock as she smiled, sucking it. And then I felt the explosion. Seconds later I was emptying my entire soul into my daughter's mouth. ** She was still kneeling on the floor licking the last traces of my glorious spending, though the three R's had returned, now chasing away all the naughty nastiness I'd allowed myself to feel. "Stacy, please baby...we need to talk." "Yes...we do daddy. And you're going to listen to what I have to say first. After that, we're going to fuck again...over there on the couch. Now...here's what I have to tell you," she began. I sat there listening to her, dumbfounded by what she had to tell me. To be continued... The Three R's Ch. 02 "I followed mom," she began. Her rush into the house earlier, the obvious anger and frustration on her face had had nothing to do with her ex-boyfriend. I now knew she had discovered who my wife's lover was, though I once again immediately headed her off. "I told you Stacy, I don't want to know." "Fine. I won't tell you who then - but I will tell you this. Aunt Susan's in on it. I followed mom to her place, obviously she's offered her home as a place for the two of them to meet. And to be honest with you daddy, I wouldn't doubt that she's not involved with the two of them herself!" The fact that Maxine had gone over to her sister's place, instead of where she was supposed to be, at her weekly book club, said it all. Even then, I didn't want to hear any more, didn't want to actually be confronted with the truth. I'd just fucked my own daughter, and at the moment I was still trying to come to terms with that. Though Stacy had continued to kneel on the floor between my legs, her hand still lightly wrapped around my prick, it had wilted like a flower after a first frost. Though suspecting my wife's infidelity was one thing, actually having it confirmed still sliced into me like a knife. The fact I had just fucked my own daughter didn't help matters much either. If anything, I saw it as only complicating the entire situation, making it even worse. I half wished as I sat there that I'd taken Brenda up on her offer and met her at the motel. Had I done that, then perhaps none of this would have happened. Though I also realized, Stacy would have found away to tell me about her discovery even then. Only she wouldn't be naked, kneeling on the floor still fondling my dick perhaps. "I'll deal with your Aunt Susan at a later time," I informed her. "If she is involved, and if she has indeed been allowing your mother and her lover to use her place for their rendezvous, then that's something she's going to be held accountable for. But like I said honey, until your mom and I can agree to sit down and discuss all this rationally, until then...I don't want to drag everyone else into this and make it even worse. Bad enough that..." "I know what you're going to say...but don't," she told me suddenly standing up. "I fucked you because I wanted to. And not because I wanted to get even with mom for what she's doing. Believe it or not daddy, I came to this decision some time ago. I knew you and mom were having problems long before I even began to suspect she was sleeping with anyone. I saw the hurt in your eyes every time she left the house without kissing you good-bye. Or the way she suddenly started dressing sexy again...but obviously not for you. That's when I made up my mind to sleep with you myself, and would have before now. Only I knew that had I approached you, you'd never have allowed this to happen. I had to find the right moment, the right time to do this." As much as I had admittedly enjoyed it, the Three R's were wracking my emotions considerably. "Regardless of what just happened Stacy, it still doesn't make it right, or even make it the right time. It wasn't, we shouldn't have..." Once again Stacy headed me off. "Didn't you enjoy it?" She asked standing there in front of me looking down. It was hard talking to her, looking at her as she stood there. A grown woman now...more woman than I'd been with in a while anyway, with a near flawless body that she'd been only too happy to share with me. And only too happy to allow me to continue to look at as well. Though there was really no other place to avert my eyes at the moment either. My hormones and emotions already processing this new stimulating information, though I myself hadn't as yet realized that. Her beautiful bare breasts hanging there against her ribcage, nipples still hard, pointed and inviting. The taut swell of her tummy, the smoothness of her skin as I allowed myself to briefly glance once again down between her legs. Her lips, still a bit puffy, swollen from our recent fucking. And then I felt my prick throb. She glanced down seeing it, smiling once again. "You did didn't you! So why don't you just admit that you did?" "Ok, I admit it. I enjoyed it. It was nice. Fuck Stacy...it was better than nice, it was fucking unbelievable. There! I said it. But just because it was..." "You're still going to fuck me again," she said holding out her arm towards me." "Stacy no." I heard myself saying, speaking the words. But I felt my prick twitch once again. Stacy knew I was struggling, and she knew damn well what I was struggling against. "I'll give you three new R's to fight back against the three you're dealing with," she told me. "Revenge..." she said grinning. And...and... ah, Randiness," she added looking down at my rapidly stiffening cock. Though she now struggled for a third one to come up with. Her eyes suddenly opening wide as she lifted up her hands, cupping her own breasts, grinning down lustfully towards me. "And really...really, nice tits!" Her effort made me laugh, I couldn't help myself. Her boldness was typical Stacy, though seeing her standing there in front of me in the nude was a bit bolder than I would have preferred. Still, she had in one swift moment lightened the mood, though standing there cupping her own breasts, now fingering her taut hard nipples had caught me momentarily off balance. And then the phone rang. I reached over grabbing it off the end table. "Hello?" "Brad? Just wanted to call you and tell you I'll be home late. We're enjoying the book we're currently reading, and decided to extend our discussion for a couple of hours. So...don't wait up for me." She didn't even bother waiting for a response. "Good-bye," she then said. And the phone went dead in my hand. I looked up at my daughter. The frown had returned to her face. "That was your mother. She said she'll be home late," I told her. "Their book review, it would seem...is real interesting." "I'll bet," Stacy said now crossing her arms over the front of her breasts. "I bet mom and Aunt Susan are reviewing it in depth right now in fact," she told me looking at me sternly. I stood up, replacing the phone back in its cradle. I then turned towards her, my belt already undone, zipper down. It was easy to allow my pants to fall down around my ankles a second later. Stacy's eyes lit up, the smile returning to her face. "Lay down baby girl. Daddy's going to fuck you silly." ** Both Thursday and Friday came and went without further incidents, though that was partially due to work, school schedules and the like. Both Jared as well as Stacy had part-time jobs, so that left the evenings alone for both Max and I. As usual, we sat silently through dinner, and then watching TV. After the news, as was typical of late, Maxine excused herself and wandered upstairs to bed. As was also usual for me, I remained behind watching the Tonight Show, though my thoughts were elsewhere. I had indeed fucked my daughter again. Twice later on that night downstairs in my den. I had already determined that the mistake had been made, "So might as well enjoy it since I have," I had thought. Reality would sink in soon enough the following day, after which, I'd put my foot down and not allow things to get out of hand again the way that they had. But I couldn't help sitting there remembering either. Stacy had the silkiest, slickest, creamy-good pussy I'd ever fucked before. She had indeed spread herself out down on the couch, one leg propped up on the back rest, the other wrapped around my torso as I drove into her repeatedly. I had literally fucked her three-ways to Sunday, and then back again. We had ended the evening with me going down on my daughter, licking that sweet tasting pussy of hers, sucking the juice out of her cunt until she exploded with an ear-shattering climax that for a moment I thought might burst out the windows. Like a rag doll, I had carried her upstairs afterwards to her bedroom and slipped her into bed, tucking her in just like I used to do when she was little. She had the same beautiful smile on her face that I remembered seeing back then. As I started to stand up again, Stacy threw her arm around my neck, drawing me back down, giving me an affectionate kiss. Though this too was a bit more intimate than I had ever shared with her. "Good night daddy. Sweet dreams. I know I will!" And with that, I turned around, still naked...and walked from her room. I had of course been a bit nervous, and agitated the following day. I was worried about what Stacy might do or say, though I had pleaded with her to do nothing and let me eventually handle it. Reluctantly she had promised...not to "say" anything as she put it. But that was as far as she was willing to go. I knew my daughter however. So it was like waiting for the other shoe to drop. I knew that eventually in time...it would. But until then, all I could do was hope, and think about what I was soon going to have to do about all this. The first thing however was to put out the small fire I had started at work. I had a much bigger fire at home to deal with now, and I didn't need to spread myself thin trying to deal with all the additional stress. Needless to say, Brenda wasn't too happy when I told her that I was sorry...but that I had had a moment of weakness, and that it just wasn't a good idea for the two of us to continue on the way we had been. I found myself missing our emails that afternoon as well as the following day. But, it was for the best under the circumstances. Friday night I had climbed the stairs up to our bedroom. As was usually the case by now, Max was laying on her side facing away from my side of the bed. And as she'd begun doing a while back, I also noticed she was again wearing a pair of pajamas, something she didn't used to do, sleeping naked even during the winter months. I stood there looking down at her, watching her breathe, wondering if she was in fact really asleep. A few months back I had found myself standing here just like I was now. Only then Maxine still slept naked, even though we hadn't done much of anything for several weeks now. I was horny, though I'd approached her earlier in the evening, receiving a "Not tonight Brad, I'm too tired," response from her. So...there I stood, looking down at my sexy wife, horny...cock in hand. I had carefully pulled back the covers in an effort not to wake her. Standing there staring down at her body. Unlike now however, she had slept on the opposite side of the bed from where she slept now. I stood there admiring her body, her smaller, but still wonderfully beautiful tits. I stood stroking my cock, jerking off, enjoying at least the pleasure of seeing my wife. I guess the coolness of the night air, even though it was summer time had gradually wakened her. With a start, she opened her eyes, saw me standing next to the bed jacking off. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?" She had asked me. It was shortly after that, Maxine had started wearing pajamas to bed. I hadn't seen her totally naked again since. And...I was horny again. Images of my daughter still haunted my thoughts. As much as I had chastised myself for what had happened, the vows I'd already made to myself so that they wouldn't happen again, still didn't take away the delicious, sensual memories I now had. Mixed in with those, the past passionate times I had also enjoyed with my wife. But I wasn't about to stand there and make the same mistake I'd previously made either. "Fuck this!" I said to myself silently, and then just as quietly, slipped into the bathroom to undress, throwing on my bathrobe, and then from there heading back down the stairs towards the den. ** As an afterthought, I had grabbed the bottle of baby-oil from beneath the bathroom sink, taking it with me downstairs. Rather than shuffle through the few porn movies I had looking for one to immerse myself in, I turned on the TV, selected a cable channel that I knew would be showing hot erotic movies. I needed something I could lose myself, in, something I could sit there and look at, enjoy a much needed jerk off, and then hopefully after that, be relaxed enough to go to sleep. Maybe it was fate, Karma, or whatever, but wouldn't you know it? When the movie came on that was well under way, the first thing I saw was an older man, older than I was...but still older. Especially when you saw the very young looking woman who was currently riding his cock, her large breasts bouncing wildly as she looked into the camera. Her eyes had this sultry, wanton, decadent look to them. She was obviously enjoying the guy's dick inside her as she rode it. For a millisecond, I thought about finding something else to watch, it was too close to home. But then as I'd already paid for it, it didn't make much sense to go looking for something else. Besides, I didn't plan on being here all that long. At least the young woman had blonde hair and didn't look at all like my daughter. The problem was, watching them, reminded me of that, and I found myself thinking about that, seeing Stacy, even though I was staring at the TV. I poured a liberal dose of baby-oil into the palm of my hand and then wrapped that around my hard stiff cock. It felt good...once again reminding me of Stacy's sweet slick pussy. Though I was staring at the young blonde's cunt as the older gentleman filled it with his thick fat cock, I was again seeing Stacy's and not hers. I tried shaking the thought from my head, but the feel of my own hand sliding up and down my shaft, was too similar of a reminder to the way my daughter's pussy had felt as I'd slid in and out of her, fucking there on the couch. Which I now looked at instead of the TV, once again lost in the memories of the previous night. It was at that moment I caught a shadow of movement out of my peripheral vision. I thought in that instant that perhaps Maxine had gotten up out of bed and come down stairs for some reason. Already my hands moving towards the folds on my robe in order to close it, which is when I then heard the all too familiar giggle. "Oh for heaven's sakes daddy, don't bother. Who'd you think it was? Mom?" "Jesus Stacy!" I said once again, as this trick of hers, showing up out of nowhere was starting to get a bit spooky. "I wish you'd quit doing that!" I added though I let go of my robe and the effort to close it. After all, what was the point? She laughed, now coming over to stand in front of the TV, effectively blocking my view though it wasn't the TV I was worried about. At least she was dressed this time. "Saw the flickering light from the TV through the window. Figured you were down here, and then figured what you were most likely doing this time of night too," she added still giggling. "Aren't you still supposed to be at work?" I asked. I glanced over at the clock next to the TV, it read just a little past midnight. "Got off early tonight. Thought I'd come home, see if I couldn't get off early here too," she grinned. Her hands were already busy unbuttoning her blouse. Suddenly it was de'ja'vu all over again. "Stacy..." "Shhh...unless you want to wake mom," she told me as her blouse came away in her hands. "That's the point," I said unable to take my eyes off her as she now reached around behind herself as she began to undo her bra. A new one I noticed, black with delicate wisps of white lace around the cups. It looked sexy as hell on her, and she noticed my looking at it. She held off removing the bra, and now smiled. "Like it? It's one of the new one's I got at Victoria Secret last weekend." "It's very pretty," I said coming to my senses. "But..." Her hands went back behind herself. "No buts," she told me. "The way I see it, you only have two options here. One...you can fuck me again. Though I do want you to lick my pussy like you did the other night first. Two? Well, if you don't...or won't, then I'll march right up to mom's bedroom, wake her up and tell her I know who it is she's been sleeping with. So daddy...which one's it going to be?" I didn't see that I really had much of a choice. And it was evident that the other shoe had now fallen. For the moment at least, I once again allowed myself to cave in to Stacy's desires...and now my own. But it was a sudden reminder that this couldn't continue to go on forever like this either. I was going to have to act, one way or the other...and soon. "Well? So which one's it going to be?" She asked once again as her bra now slipped down her arms. She tossed it casually off to one side. I made one last feeble attempt before I succumbed to what I already knew I was going to. "What if your mother wakes up, comes down stairs and finds us?" I asked. "I don't care. In fact daddy...I actually hope she does. I'd love to see the look on her face!" That was a look and a face, that I myself wouldn't care to see. "But I do care!" I now told her. "As much as that doesn't make much sense right now Stacy, I really do care." "Well, until you decide to do whatever it is that you're going to...that doesn't change the here and now much does it? So...what's it going to be daddy? Fuck me? Or I go up and wake mom, tell her everything I do know about what's going on." My hand went back to my cock, and I stroked it. Watching me do that, she again grinned. "That's hot!" she then stated. "Keep doing that while I finish taking my clothes off!" I now sat, continuing to slow-stroke my prick. Admittedly, it seemed damn fucking hard. Sitting there watching my daughter as she now turned her undressing into a bit of a strip-tease made it even more so. Stacy took her time removing her short, black, skirt. I didn't mind though, it was sexy as hell. And I had to admit, I was now getting into it, watching my daughter strip, the TV behind her now no more than a distant memory. Adding a bit of erotic naughty sound perhaps to her strip-tease, as well as just enough lighting to see by. And then, she stood in nothing more than a black thong, similar to the white one I had seen her wearing while bent over looking into the refrigerator. She pulled it tight, clasping her hands around the waistband synching it up. As she did that, she effectively forced the material to split her pussy-lips apart. In the next instant, they seemed to ooze around from the sides, once again red, swollen almost angry looking. She moaned, now letting go of the material though it remained tightly tucked between her split, and then pulling on it again. I knew then she was using the material of her own thong to tease herself with. "Oh fuck, fuck!" She moaned hotly looking over towards me as I continued fisting my cock, still slowly working it up and down, though now I had added the added stimulus of smearing some precum fuck juice around my hard shiny helmet. "God!" I moaned back at her in return, watching as she now began teasing one of her thick long hard nipples with one hand. The other, more directly now caressing her still hidden clit as she pressed her fingers against the outside of the material of her thong pleasuring herself. "I want to see you spunk it daddy. I want to watch you spunk it for me, jerk it off...squirt your juice, shoot your wad. Whatever you want to call it. I want to see you cum!" My hand was now flying up and down my shaft like a jackhammer. Even as I did that however, she walked over, still rubbing herself, playing with her tits. She got close enough to put her hand on the back of my head, forcing me to lean over. "Lick it! Lick my clitty through my panties," she told me hotly. I did so. I could smell her heat, and even through the material of her black thong, I could taste her juices as they smeared her tiny wisp of black material, just barely separating my tongue from the hard little knot I was now trying to suck. "That's it! Suck it daddy! Suck it! Eat my pussy...taste my creamy wet fucking cunt!" The Three R's Ch. 02 I was delirious with desire, like a madman I buried my face between her legs, trying desperately to somehow chew a hole through her thong just so I could finally wrap my mouth around her clit. But I was also hovering on the edge now too. I had purposely slowed my stroking, but already I could feel the sensation as my balls tightened, threatening to release the semen that had now built up like a seething volcano about to erupt. "You ready? You ready to squirt daddy? Ready to show me all that hot sweet delicious cum cream? Where would you like to squirt it daddy? On my tits? My pussy, my face? How about here daddy? How about right here...right on my tight hot little ass!" Stacy turned then, forcing my face away from her crotch, though just in the nick of time too. As she did that, I felt the first powerful discharge of my spunk racing up the length of my shaft. As Stacy bent over, now wiggling her ass almost in my face, I stood. I looked down, the tip of my prick now nudged against the crack of my daughters ass. She reached behind, spreading herself. I now saw the thin strip of black material as it parted the seas of her ass. Her pussy glistening, her own juices now adhering and clinging to the thin strip of material. Her cute little starfish beckoning to me. I placed the tip of my prick against it, and then watched as her ass was suddenly enveloped in a white sticky discharge that completely obliterated her opening, not to mention filling her split as though I was using calk to do it with, other than sperm. And even as I did that, Stacy too came. She had slipped her fingers inside the opening of her pussy, grasping her hard little clit between two fingers, working it, pulling it...jerking herself off. She cried out as did I. Still spunking her holes, both of them. Massive spurts of my cock continuing, even surprising me as I bathed her in a shower of white hot sticky cum that now began running down both sides of her legs. Finally, weak in the knees, I stumbled back to my chair collapsing within it. Stacy now stood, once again facing me, her hands still continuing to fondle her cunt even though she'd barely only moments ago climaxed. She turned then, looking over her shoulder towards me. She literally slithered onto the couch like a snake, now lying on her back, her legs again spread bent at the knee. She began fingering her clit once more, eyeing me...looking at me. "Take your time daddy. Enjoy the show. Though whenever you're ready, I have a nice hot...juicy sweet cunt just waiting for you to come over here and begin licking!" My cock hadn't even gone down. Not one iota. I stood up and followed it across the room towards her. She scooted backwards on the couch making room, settling her head a bit more comfortably against the armrest of the couch. I spread her legs even wider with my hands. My eyes feasting on the delicacy before me. Her own white frothy cream having saturated her thong, hints of which even now coated her lips. I yanked her thong down and away from her, revealing my daughter's pussy in all its glory. I grinned, I drank from her essence, and then buried my tongue as deeply inside her as I possibly could. Stacy cried out, her pleasure too intense, too delightful not to. And for the first time, I found myself actually agreeing with her. At that moment, Maxine, Susan, hell...her entire family could have come down the stairs and seen me eating my daughter's cunt. And I would have cared less if they had! It wasn't long after that that I was once again plowing into my daughter's cunt. This time...while I stood up above her on the couch, and as she literally slid off of it in order to stand on her head. ** Neither one of us heard the door to the upstairs room leading into the kitchen quietly close again. ** I rolled over in bed opening my eyes. Sure enough, Maxine was already up, the sounds of the shower on inside the bathroom. I slid out of bed and in bare feet walked over to the closed door trying it. Sure enough, it was locked, and I desperately needed to pee. I thought about knocking, and then realized how futile an effort that would be. With no other choice before me, I tossed on my cum-stained robe, and headed back down the stairs towards the guest bathroom. I nearly ran into Jared when doing so. He looked at me sort of sheepishly at first. "Morning dad." "Morning son," I told him. "Sleep well?" "Yeah...you?" He asked with a somewhat curious look. It was then that I realized I'd been whistling. "How long had it been since I'd actually done that?" I asked myself. No wonder he'd looked at me that way. "Fine, thanks!" I responded and quit whistling. "Mom's using the upstairs bathroom," I then offered, though why I thought it was necessary to do so I didn't know. I think partially due to my sudden nervousness for one thing, realizing I was acting a bit more happy than was usual. Though it was too late to suddenly revert back to the way I had been acting too without rousing even more suspicion. I quickly stepped around him and stepped inside, closing the door, leaning against it. "Get a grip on yourself!" I stated in a hushed whisper. But even then I was remembering the night before. The softness of Stacy's pussy as I finally slipped inside her, she...standing on her head, me...standing on the couch, angling my rock hard cock down into my daughter's cunt where I fucked her into oblivion. "God...good thing nobody saw me doing that!" I told myself. I was whistling again as I stood over the toilet trying to pee. Problem was...I once again had an erection. I closed my eyes, my hand beginning to work its magic on my dick as I stood there. I figured, "why not?" I wasn't in any big hurry to go anywhere, that's for sure! And secondly, not that Maxine would care anyway. She was already getting dressed in preparation for going off to the "gym", I thought. "Or was that Jim?" I actually chuckled not really caring any more. I stood watching my cum curdle in the water of the toilet bowl minutes later. I then chased it around inside as I peed, laughing to myself. When I re-emerged from the bathroom, I headed off towards the kitchen rather than heading back upstairs to the bedroom. To my surprise, Maxine was already there, just having poured herself a cup of coffee, her hair still wet, though she wore it short now, and knew it would dry quickly. "Heading off soon?" I asked actually smiling at her, which surprised her a little I think. "Yeah, thought I might go in a little early, get in a bit more of a workout than normally," she responded. "I bet," I said to myself, merely nodding my head. Commotion behind now drawing both my, as well as my wife's attention. Stacy entered the kitchen area carrying a load of clothing to be washed. She was headed downstairs. Normally a fairly common and somewhat expected occurrence, until she passed us both by. She didn't have a stitch of clothing on, though thank god the basket of laundry covered everything else up except for her bare ass. "Judas Priest Stacy!" Maxine spat. "What the hell are you doing anyway?" She stopped midstride looking over her shoulder back towards us. "I'm doing the laundry? Why?" she asked. Maybe I was wrong after all. Maybe the other shoe hadn't fallen when I thought it did. Or at least not as hard or as loud as it did now. "You know better than to parade around the house looking like that...especially in front of your own father!" "Oh really? Then why is it mom, that just last week I saw you doing the very same thing in front of Jared? Didn't seem to bother you none too much. Though I will say...it certainly seemed to bother Jared a little. Or should I say excited him instead?" she now asked. She then turned and headed down the stairs with her laundry, leaving her mother and I to stand there staring at one another. ** The Three R's Ch. 03 Had it not been for the look in Maxine's face, I might have passed off her possible inadvertent exposure to our son. It's not the first time that had happened. Growing up over the years, we'd all seen one another in the nude on many occasions, not to mention in various states of undress outside of that. But her look...the way her mouth hung open in startled revelation told me in an instant everything I wanted to know. Stacy hadn't just dropped the other shoe. She'd thrown it...at the two of us. "How long?" I asked maintaining a level of civility though I could feel my face reddening. And the more it did, the whiter Maxine's got. Another dead give-away that she was caught dead to rights with her pants down so to speak. "It's...it's...not what you think," she stammered making a last ditch effort to head me off. But it was already too late for that. "Oh? And what should I think?" I asked her. "You've been sleeping with our son, or should I call it what it is? You've been fucking him, and he you. How long Maxine? How long?" "You don't understand," she tried once again, weak in the knees now as she almost stumbled reaching out her hand to grab the back of one of the kitchen chairs, almost missing it, latching on, and then suddenly sitting down. "Then how about you explain it to me?" I told her. "Or would you rather I speak to Jared about it first? By the way...where is he anyway?" "He...he left already," she said almost too softly for me to hear. "No doubt waiting for you at your sister's then am I right?" I asked seeing the surprised look in her eyes that I obviously knew a lot more about what was going on than she thought I did. "Maybe we should call him," I said glaring at her. "Brad, listen please..." she almost begged. "Yes...yes, you're right, we have been sleeping together, but that only happened recently, not like it's been going on for months. It was an accident." "Oh you mean along the lines of he tripped and sort of fell inside your pussy? That kind of accident?" I could see she was defeated, I had taken the breath out of her by my hammering at her the way that I was. Yet...I was curious too. "How long had it been going on? How had it come about?" The fact I had myself now fucked our daughter wasn't something I was quite ready to share with her at this point either. But what she had inadvertently done, was open the door for me to spring my own little surprise on her once I had all the facts. "Alright, why don't you tell me how it did happen then?" I said sitting down across from her in a much more normal tone of voice. She seemed surprised by this, expecting an explosion, which never came, though she did look somewhat relieved. "It's a long story..." "You planning on going somewhere?" I asked staring her straight in the eye. "No," she said once again almost breathlessly. Whatever her plans had been...that was done now. "I'm sure when you don't show up in a reasonable amount of time they'll call you. When they do...you can tell Jared something's come up. Don't tell him what, just tell him to come home. I'll deal with him when he gets here. And I'll deal with your sister after that." Maxine just nodded her head and began. "A couple of month's back I got approached by a guy at the gym, I don't even remember his name now, but he hit on me. I mean it when I say, I was flattered, and yes tempted too. But I didn't act on it. I swear to God Brad, I didn't!" As funny as it may sound, I believed her. "Go on." "Well, so naturally, I did tell Susan about it later on that same day. You and I, well...you know as well as I do, our relationship, our sex-life has been strained. I was tempted to interrupt, but I didn't, just nodding my head urging her to continue which she did. "I told you early on in our marriage about Susan and I, that we had fooled around together growing up as kids," she paused letting this sink in, though for the life of me, where she was going with all this, and what it had to do with Jared still escaped me. "Yeah? So?" "Well, it...it happened." "What happened?" "Susan and I..." she said sheepishly. "We were talking about it, admittedly I was aroused, and then she was...and then...and then..." "Now you're telling me you had sex with your sister." "Yes, it had been years since we'd done anything, but suddenly, all this pent up emotion, arousal, well...the next thing I knew, we were in her bedroom going down on one another the way we used to do when we were living at home, when we were experimenting, curious...fooling around." "Well as interesting as this is Maxine...it still doesn't explain how you ended up fucking our son." "I'm getting to that...please be patient with me, I really am trying to explain!" I had heard movement behind the door leading downstairs to the basement. I didn't react, but I knew damn well Stacy was now standing behind it listening. I figured then and there she had just as much right to hear everything as I did, though everything seemed to be getting more and more complicated by the minute. "Somehow, fooling around with my sister again didn't seem so bad, or as wrong as I thought at the time it would have been, had I actually slept with the guy at the gym. But after we had, as good as it felt to have done that again...been with another woman, even if she was my own sister, I still felt guilty. And that's why I know I became even more distant towards you. By then we were hardly having sex at all. Either you were too tired, or I was. And the distance between us grew even more so. But now...now I'd had this excitement with Susan again. And as much as I tried to deny it at first, I'd enjoyed it. And so we ended up getting together again, only this time...it was here. And that's when Jared accidently came home early and walked in on us." "So you're telling me, Jared saw you having sex with your sister." "Yes, except I didn't know he had at the time. You see...he came home early, unexpectedly. We didn't hear him when he came in the back door. But...he could hear us. He snuck over to the door leading from the kitchen and peeked in on us where we were playing together on the couch. That's when he watched us for a while, and then...well, he sort of got aroused by seeing that, watching us. But that was when we heard Stacy's car pull up in the driveway. So then Susan raced upstairs to the bedroom to dress. I had left my robe in the kitchen, so I headed that way. Imagine my surprise when I came into the room and found Jared standing there. He was still trying to stuff his cock back in his pants when Stacy came walking in. Obviously she was as baffled and confused as I was. I had no idea at the time that Jared had been watching us the entire time, though it was evident by his condition that he'd been doing something. Anyway, Stacy went to her room after casting us both a look. Which I tried to pass off as a just one of those moments where I didn't know either one of them was home. Which I didn't. Susan then came back down the stairs, just as surprised to see Jared standing there as I was. I then asked him what he'd seen. He told us. He told us he'd seen the two of us together, and that he'd gotten aroused watching us. And then he said, unless we did it again...while he watched us, he'd tell you he'd seen the two of us together." "Oh this is getting better and better all the time. So you're telling me that Jared basically black-mailed you into performing with your sister in front of him." "More or less...yes," she told me. "And so we did...a few days later." "But it didn't stop there did it?" "No...it didn't," Maxine said shaking her head lowering her eyes refusing to look at me. "We shouldn't have done it now I know. But at the time...I was afraid, fearful of what you'd think, knowing I'd been fooling around with my own sister again, behind your back, and with you and I basically not even doing anything ourselves any more. So it just got worse and worse after that. I felt more guilty than ever, and all that did was...make me distance myself from you even more. Especially after Susan and I ended up fucking Jared, and then after we had...we just couldn't seem to stop. One thing led to another, and pretty soon the three of us were getting together even more frequently." "Saturday's...and Wednesday nights you mean." "Yes." "I see," I said looking at her. "Now what?" She asked worriedly. "You remember the three R's?" I asked. "How could I not? I've been dealing with that very thing now for a very long time." "Then you know what one of those is...repercussions," I reminded her. Her eyes grew wide with worry, showing more than just a little fear. "What are you doing to do?" She now asked. When the door to the basement opened I was a little surprised, though glad to see that Stacy had at least put something on, though it wasn't much. She'd managed to find a pair of panties at least, and not one of her thongs from the clean clothes still in the drier, along with a wife-beater tee shirt, though she wasn't wearing a bra. Her nipples were clearly in evidence beneath it, but as alarmed as her mom was when she entered, I'm not sure she even knew. "I think the only fair thing here mother...is for daddy to now fuck me," she said staring at her, seeing the look of total disbelief in her mother's face when she said that. "You can't be serious!" She said looking first at Stacy, then back at me as though expecting to see me side along with her. Obviously, Stacy was giving me...giving us and excuse. At the moment, it seemed like a good idea, at least until later when maybe I'd actually come clean myself after things had settled down again. If they ever did. But before I could comment, Stacy continued. "Well the way I see it mother...you've been fucking my twin brother, which is bad enough. But then you admittedly state you've been fooling around with your own sister, and that it's not the first time either. Which I think is pretty fucking hypocritical of you, since you made such a big scene out of walking in and seeing Jared and I watching one another masturbate. And that's all we'd ever done! We've never even once touched one another, and yet...you go off on the two of us as though we're both a couple of perverted misfits or something. And here you are...sucking cunt with your sister!" Once again, this was news to me. Maxine had never told me she'd walked in on the two of them. Though now to some extent anyway, I could better understand why Stacy was so upset with her mother for all of this, especially now. And I actually felt a bit sorry for my wife too. She looked totally confused, bewildered, though so was I at this point. "Max? Give me a moment alone with Stacy if you would please," I asked her. "I'll come upstairs to our bedroom after that, and see where we take things from there." Without another word my wife left and quickly headed upstairs to our room. I waited until she was well out of earshot before turning back towards Stacy. "Number one...what's all this about you and your brother? Number two...I know why you said what you said...and I appreciate that. But...we can't let this become the excuse or the reason for that now can we?" "And why not?" She grinned a bit more wickedly than I would have liked. "It's the perfect opportunity. But even more importantly daddy, it's also a chance to put this family back together again. Maybe on a little different ground than we've all been traveling, but...think about it, it will level the playing field for everyone after this. And to answer your other question. Weren't you ever curious about your sister when you were growing up?" I had been yes...and like most siblings we'd had a few run ins with one another, but unlike what I was now learning, Kathy and I had never actually done anything. "What's your point?" "My point is this. Do you still love mom?" That was easy, I still did yes, and said so. "Well then, like I said...maybe things will be a bit different around here after this, but...it's obvious mom enjoys fucking Jared. And I enjoy fucking you daddy," she said batting her eyes at me. "And I don't have any intentions of stopping now either. So...the way I see it, if we're to keep this family together, and get through this together, it only makes sense and stands to reason, that we just accept that we all do. And the truth is, now that Jared and I are both adults, and able to decide what's right or wrong for ourselves, I think it's only a matter of time before he and I sleep together." "Jesus Stacy," I said shaking my head. "I need to think about all this," I told her. "What's to think about?" she grinned reaching down and once again removing the top she was wearing. "Or don't you want to be able to play with these any time you want to?" I stood looking at my daughter's tits. I couldn't help it, they were right there in front of me. And I felt the slow rising bulge within my jeans reminding me I liked what I was looking at. "So what do you have in mind?" I found myself asking her. She grinned. "Easy...this is what you're about to do," she began. ** I still couldn't believe I'd let my daughter talk me into doing this. But...she was right on the one hand. If this family had any chance of keeping it together after all this, especially after we'd all blatantly opened Pandora's Box, then this just might be the one way to accomplish all that. Even so...now I was nervous. It could still backfire on the two of us, a whole other set of repercussion as it were. I slowly climbed the stairs heading towards the bedroom. Stopping at the top I looked back, Stacy still standing below me, except now she was naked...waiting. She waved at me with her hands, shooing me, telling me to get on with it. And then she slowly began to climb the stairs herself. Maxine was sitting on the bed waiting for me when I came in. I closed the door, though I didn't lock it. I knew that in moments Stacy would be standing outside the door listening, waiting for her cue to come in. My wife looked up at me expectantly, about to speak. "Get undressed," I told her. "What?" "You heard me...take your clothes off!" Maybe it was the tone of my voice, the unexpectedness of my request. But she stood and rather hurriedly began doing just that, though I could see she was a bit frightened and confused as hell. I just stood there watching her. When she had finished getting undressed, she stood looking at me, waiting to find out what else it was I wanted her to do. I walked over to the bathroom door. On the side facing our bedroom, we had long ago installed a very sturdy door hanger for our bathrobes and such. I walked over towards it, untying the sash from my bathrobe as I did. "Come here," I said demandingly. Almost meekly Max walked over towards me, though I could see concern with equal portions of confusion mixed in as she did so. "Give me your hands," I added. Any other time, she'd probably have refused, or at the very least asked me why. But not this time. She merely extended her arms even holding them together as I bound her wrists together, and then pulled them up an over her head, fastening her to the back of the bathroom door that way. I was wondering about some sort of a gag I could use on her, and then the answer presented itself. Looking down at the floor, I saw her own discarded panties, which I then picked up balling them up and went back to where she stood. "Brad...please, no!" She actually begged this time, but it was too late for that. I shoved them into her mouth so that she couldn't speak. Now standing bound with her hands over her head, naked...her own panties, which I had noticed had a dried up, pre-arousal secretion clinging to the crotch. It was fitting in a way. She'd been aroused earlier as she'd prepared herself to run over to her sister's house where she and our son were no doubt still waiting for her. "Let that be a reminder to her about what she was thinking about earlier," I thought as I turned away from her heading back towards the bed. I now began removing my own clothes, surprised to find myself highly aroused, and highly stiff as I finished taking everything off. Now standing there across the room in front of my wife with a massive erection sticking out in front of me. "Well Max, remember how I warned you about their being repercussions? And since you obviously no longer care, or want to have anything to do with this, obviously...there is someone else who does care, and who does want it. So...you might just as well stand there the way you are now, and see me fuck our daughter, the same way you enjoy fucking our son!" And with that...the door opened, and Stacy just as naked as her own mother, though not bound and gagged against the door, came walking in. Though she struggled briefly in an attempt to free herself, I had seen to it that she couldn't. And though she tried hard to speak, the wadded up panties inside her mouth effectively kept her from doing that as well. I noticed she quit struggling however the moment our daughter walked over to me, her hand suddenly clasping my rock-hard cock as she began stroking it, playing with it. "I can't believe you've grown tired of daddy's dick mom!" she said looking down at it licking her lips. "It's so big! So nice and hard! Didn't you enjoy it when daddy fucked you?" she asked incredulously. "I know I would...and will! " she added lustfully. "Maybe you'll remember what it felt like to have this big hard cock inside you, making you all wet, all squishy, all juicy inside," she said getting more and more aroused by the moment. "And maybe...just maybe, after you watch the two of us fuck one another, you'll want to do so yourself again. And maybe...just maybe, daddy will even let you, but I guess that will be up to him, "and you," she added suddenly licking the tip. After several delicious moments of her sucking my cock, Stacy stood bending over with her hands on the bed, feet spread. "Jared once told me that his favorite way to fuck a woman is standing behind her like this. Is this how he fucks you mom? Is this one of your favorite ways too?" She asked. "How about you daddy? Did mom like it when you fucked her like this, from behind? Or does she like it some other way better?" "Well she used to," I said admittedly, remembering. But it had been a couple of years now since we'd done anything even so called out of the ordinary. I now stepped behind my daughter, cock in hand, running the tip lovingly up and down the wet juicy split of her pussy as I stood there looking down at her. "Too bad Jared's not here right now," I told my wife. "If he were, might be interesting to watch him fucking you like this. Side-by-side, him inside your pussy, and me of course inside Stacy's." "Yeah, and maybe after a while, we could even switch!" Stacy suggested. "I could finally find out what it would be like to fuck my own brother, and do that while my sweet naughty parents watched us, while we in turn got to watch them! Don't you think that would be super, hot, naughty mom? I certainly do!" Admittedly Maxine's eyes were wild. It was hard to tell if she was fit to be tied at seeing this, or what. I couldn't help but wonder if we hadn't indeed taken this too far, agreeing to Stacy's idea no longer seemed like a smart thing to do, though there was no use backing out now. I was committed, regardless of the consequences, or what happened afterwards. And so I decided to enjoy myself. At this point what did it really matter anyway? "You see mom," Stacy began again. This is my version of the three R's. Revenge, for doing what you yourself have been doing, for getting angry at me for fooling around with Jared, when you yourself have been doing the very same thing with your sister. And then Randiness...because boy am I! I am so fucking horny! Daddy's cock feels so damn good inside me, though admittedly...I'd enjoy watching him fucking you too. But then I guess that's up to you now isn't it?" she asked looking over towards her mother. "And what was the other one again? Oh yes...and these," she said standing up slightly, holding onto her own breasts, thumbing her nipples. "Having really...really, nice tits to play with. You know mom...I wouldn't mind playing with yours too. Never really thought about doing that really, but now suddenly...the thought of doing so is sort of turning me on. Wonder what your pussy would taste like?" she added. "Maybe if you and daddy patch everything up together, the two of us can eventually find out. Would you like that? Maybe Aunt Susan and I could both do you together, now wouldn't that be fun!" The Three R's Ch. 03 My daughter's cunt was so slick and so juicy, you could hear the sounds of it as I slid in and out of her all the way across the room. Maxine no longer hung there trying to free herself as she had in the beginning. But she was fidgeting as she stood there, looking on at us, her eyes still wide, but the shock of what she'd initially began witnessing had taken on an entirely different look. I had seen that look before. On our honeymoon. Eventually Stacy turned around. "You know once...years and years ago now, I never told either one of you about this, but I woke up one night needing to pee really bad. And so I came out intending to use the bathroom, but then I heard voices coming from your bedroom. Curious...I crept down the hall, I tried the doorknob, it wasn't locked so I quietly opened it. And you know what I saw? I saw you mom...holding your tits around daddy's cock, jerking him off with them. And I thought that looked so cool! So hot and fun! When was the last time you did that to him? For him?" she now asked her as she wrapped her own beautiful breasts around my cock. It had been a long time since I'd felt that...too long. "You're boobs might not be quite as big as mine are, but I'm willing to bet daddy loved tit-fucking you, and I've even willing to be you enjoyed doing it for him too. Do you let Jared tit-fuck you mom? Or haven't you gotten around to doing that with him yet?" she now asked. As for myself, I was starting to think that maybe we really had taken this about as far as we probably should. Reluctantly I stepped away from my daughter though admittedly I was tempted to let her finish me off there between her breasts before I did so. Even Stacy seemed surprised by my sudden movement, even reaching out towards me, not yet wanting me to end this. I walked over towards my wife, yanking the panties out of her mouth seconds later. "Well? If you have something you want to say, now's the time," I told her. "Go ahead Maxine...anything you'd like to say?" "Yes," she said staring at me straight in the eyes. "What?" "Fuck me!" ** Admittedly, it had turned out a hell of a lot better than I'd first thought it would. At the moment, I was kneeling on the bed between my wife's stretched out legs. Stacy, kneeling between the two of us, her hand still wrapped around my cock, but she was using it to tickle her mother's cunt with. It felt damn fucking good too! And looked good. It had been a while since I'd actually seen my wife's pussy this up close and personal. And I realized just how much I'd missed it. As good as Stacy's cunt had felt, and it had...I was actually quite looking forward to this. "I can't believe I'm finally going to see my own mom and dad fucking!" Stacy said excitedly, still rubbing my cock up and down her mother's very slick, very wet split. "Well if you keep that up...you might not!" I warned her gritting my teeth. The way she was playing and teasing the two of us, I was about ready to shoot a big load now. She laughed at that but continued to fondle the two of us, slapping my hard cock against Maxine's clit, causing her to squirm around as well. "God mom...when was the last time you had this big stiff prick inside you anyway?" She asked. "Too long," Maxine groaned. "And like your dad said...keep it up, and it might be a while before you do see that," she told her. "Well, can I at least be the one to stick it in? That would be so cool to actually stick daddy's dick inside mommies pussy!" "Then do it!" I actually admonisher her. As it was, I wasn't sure how long I was going to last when I finally did put it inside her. But then, thankfully, I felt Stacy ease the tip in, as did Maxine. Once again she moaned, and then I did as yet another inch, and then another slid inside her. Soon, Stacy had no choice but to let go of my prick as I found myself balls deep inside my wife's lovely cunt. It felt good to be home again. I began to slowly fuck in and out of my wife's cunt while she lifted her legs holding onto them, making the angle even more interesting and deeper. Stacy sat back on her haunches watching, now fingering herself as she did. Once again Max moaned looking over at her daughter. "I can't believe I'm saying this...but Stacy? That looks damn fucking hot honey," she mewled, and I couldn't have agreed more. Stacy was uninhibitedly pleasuring herself, watching us as I continued thrusting in and out of my wife's horny wet cunt. And then Maxine came. Unexpectedly, for her and for me. Early on in our marriage she had infrequently "squirted" a little juice as she called it. It wasn't a lot, not like some women I'd seen do in porn movies. But she did have this little spurt-spurt-spurt thing she did, whenever she was extremely aroused, and way horny. And she was doing it now, crying out at the top of her lungs as her cunt sprayed this thin little streamer of girly-cum juice all over my shaft. Seconds later she was laughing deliriously as she lay there enjoying the moment. "Fuck it's been a while since I've done that!" She freely admitted. "Damn!" Stacy said watching as she did. "Wish to hell I could do that!" She exclaimed. "You can baby, you can...remind me sometime, and I'll show you how, what to look for, what it feels like. If you want me to," she then added a little concernedly. Stacy grinned, and then went back to fingering her pussy as the two of us watched. "I'd like that," she said. "I'd really...really like that!" And with that she came. Not quite as squirty as her mother had, but certainly juicy as she pummeled her pussy with her fingers, the other hand working her clit almost violently until she collapsed back on the bed. "Hey! What about this?" I now asked, leaning back, a drool of pre-cum hanging down from the tip of my cock, my prick hard throbbing and swollen purple. Max looked at my daughter, and then she looked at her. They both grinned. "Shall we?" Minutes later I was watching, feeling and enjoying the sensation of my wife and daughter's mouth busily working up and down the length of my shaft. Watching them share my cum, almost fighting over it when I came was even better. ** "Boy, is Jared going to be jealous when he finds out he missed all of this," Stacy said as she lazily toyed with the still hard tips of her mother's breast. "Speaking of..." I said sitting up. "Until I decide what I'm going to do about that, neither one of you is to mention a word of this to anyone," I told them both. "He still has me to answer to for his part in this," I then told them, though I then smiled. "But...I'll make sure he realizes his mistake, in a good way. So...not a word to him about any of this, from either one of you. Max? You especially. Until I come up with a plan, it's business as usual for you. I don't want him getting suspicious." "Seriously? You mean?" "Yeah, that's right. Don't let on any things changed. Don't act any differently around him than you have been. At least until I figure out what it is I'm finally going to do about it." "You're not going to hurt him are you?" Max asked worriedly. "Only his pride babe...but that much he deserves." Not too surprisingly the phone rang moments later. "Jared? No I'm fine...nothings wrong, something just came up. I got a call from work, had to finish a report that was do. Thought I would have it done in time, unfortunately it took me a lot longer than I expected it to. No...probably best not to plan on me making it over there tonight. You go ahead...enjoy yourself with your Aunt Susan. I'll see you home later this evening son. Yes...I love you too honey. Good-bye." "It'll be another good hour or so before Jared said he'd be home," she told us. "So...anything in particular the two of you would like to do?" Max asked. "I don't know about daddy...but I'd certainly like to see what it's like to taste another woman's pussy. You up for that mom?" Minutes later I was sitting there watching my lovely wife and daughter licking one another's cunts. Smiling. But that was because I'd already figured out what I was going to do about Jared. And after that...their Aunt Susan. To be continued... The Three R's Ch. 04 I was still putting the pieces of my little plan together in getting back at both Jared and Susan. I'd pretty much figured out how I was going to deal with Maxine's sister, but I wasn't ready to do that until I'd first dealt with my son. And that was going to take a bit of unplanned timing for that. Stacy was of course more than willing to do whatever I asked her to do, but it was Maxine who was hesitant. It was almost ironic. Now that the cat was out of the bag and things had taken an interesting turn at home. She was far less anxious to continue to do things with Jared under the circumstances. I had to remind her however that until I did settle the score with my son, she wasn't to act any differently around him than she had been. And if that included occasionally playing grab-ass with him and her sister like she'd been doing, then so be it. "So how much longer is this going to go on?" She asked. It was Wednesday, I'd just gotten home from work and Max was preparing to get dressed and head off to her "Book Club", though we both knew where it was she was really going. Jared was at work, though Max had already told me he'd made arrangements to get off earlier on Wednesdays, and then head straight over to his Aunt's house where they would all usually meet up. "Perhaps by the weekend," I informed her. "It all depends on if Jared has a date on either Friday or Saturday, and when he might come home afterwards. Timing is everything," I said smiling as she finally removed the bath towel she'd had on around her in preparation for getting dressed. I smiled inwardly, Max still had a very sexy, very attractive body. And though I'd most recently enjoyed seeing, let alone touching my daughter's magnificent breasts, I still found my wife's tits just as alluring to look at as well. I noticed as she opened her lingerie drawer that she was hesitating as she rummaged around inside it trying to decide what to wear. "What do you usually wear on Wednesday's?" I asked. "Certainly not your everyday bras and panties?" I saw her face turn red a little with embarrassment. It was still hard for her, and in some ways she was still feeling guilty about all this, but I personally found it amusing. Though we were certainly getting along a lot better than we had for the past several months now, I hadn't entirely let her off the "paybacks a bitch" hook yet. "Not usually...no," she admitted her face a titch redder now than a moment ago. "Well then? Wear that one," I said as she had briefly held up a very sexy red-laced bra before discarding it off to one side. It was one I hadn't seen her wear before either. "How long have you had that one anyway?" I now wondered. Once again she seemed a bit uncomfortable as she held it up for me to see. "Actually, I just got it a couple of weeks ago. I haven't even worn it out yet," she admitted. I knew she had purchased it for my son's enjoyment, and not my own. But I didn't bring the issue up with her. "Wear it," I told her. "Put it on...let me see how it looks on you." Once again she was hesitant, but she did what I asked. There was just enough patterned lace to give hint at the flesh beneath it as she slipped into it, readjusting her breasts slightly more comfortably. When she did, I noticed something else. There were two very small holes strategically placed where her nipples poked through. "That's nice," I said feeling my cock twitch as I sat in one of our two very comfortable chairs there in our bedroom. I then noticed she had set aside a tiny gold chain that had been attached to the garment on her dresser. "What's that?" "It uh...came with it," she told me. "It's a...well, it's a nipple clamp, you attach it to your nipples and then that supposedly keeps them hard so that they stick out through the opening the way they are now and remain that way," she said with what looked to me like a bit of a lusty look to her face. "Let see it," I told her again, my hand now rubbing the ever-growing bulge in my slacks. Maxine in fact attached the tiny gold chain connecting her breasts, though I also noticed now there was a longer chain that was attached to the middle of that one. And it too had what appeared to be some sort of clamp attached to the longer chain. "And what about that one?" She was about to remove it, but once again I asked her what that one was used for. "Well, it sort of goes down here," she said pointing towards her pussy, which is when she also removed a matching pair of red lace panties, the crotch of which was open as she slipped into those for me. "This one, you sort of attach on the hood of your clit, another sort of arousal thingy," she freely told me. "Do it!" I said again, watching her as she now finished attaching the longer chained clamp to her exposed clit. Seeing her standing there like this, both nipples comfortably pinched and connected, along with her clitoris now, had me seriously considering fucking her before she left. Resigned now to wear what I'd told her to, she actually did seem to be enjoying it as she smiled at me. "I should finish getting dressed and then get dinner started before I leave," she reminded me. "That...and Stacy should be home anytime now too," she added. But all that did was give me another idea. And as I said before, I was far from letting my wife off that easy just yet. "You look fine the way you are," I said seeing the confused look in her eyes. "At least to finish fixing dinner. In fact...I'd enjoy watching you do just that, dressed just as you are now." "But Stacy?" "Oh I don't think Stacy will mind, in fact...I think she'll get quite a kick out of it, coming home seeing her mother cooking dinner for us, looking the way you do. Hell, she might even decide to give you a hand with it," I said grinning at her. I noticed the slightly queered expression on her face when I said that. There was no denying the fact now at least, she and Stacy had had a pretty erotic, pretty intense sexual experience with one another. I had enjoyed watching the two of them licking one another's cunts, fingering one another to two very hard, nicely felt orgasms. Especially when Maxine had managed to squirt again as Stacy clamped her mouth down on her mother's pussy and drank it all up. "Come on Max, time to start dinner," I said standing, letting my wife see the now very hard, very stiff cock that was protruding against the front of my slacks. Almost meekly, she followed me down the stairs into the kitchen wearing nothing more than her red sexy underwear and began preparing our meal. I sat down at the kitchen table to watch, pouring myself a glass of wine as I did. Moment's later hearing Stacy's car pulling up into the drive. Maxine tossed me another concerned look without saying anything however, and then continued on with dinner. I sat back, watching her as she did, waiting to see the expression on Stacy's face when she came in through the back door. Though startled at seeing her mother standing there at the stove dressed the way she was, Stacy immediately smiled however, commenting. "Wow mom, you look sexy as hell! But I have to admit, I didn't think you even owned anything quite that sexy!" She said walking over to stand by her, only then spinning her around so she could have a really good look at her mother's underwear. When she did, her eyes lit up even more than they already were. "Fuck me! Now that's interesting! My, my! Now aren't we full of surprises!" Stacy then pulled on the chain a little, effectively applying a little more pressure to her mother's nipples, only then seeing and realizing the chain continued on down from there. "Holy shit! Is this connected to where I think it's connected?" she asked looking at Maxine, and then over towards me. Almost immediately she reached her hand down to discover for herself. I thought Maxine's legs were going to buckle when she did. It was obvious the mere touch of Stacy's hand when she found her now sensitive clit was threatening to do just that. "Leave her be babe," I told my daughter. "She's fixing dinner for us, and we don't want her to be late for her book club now do we?" Almost reluctantly Stacy stepped back though still looking at her mother. Without even realizing it perhaps, she licked her finger off as she did that, tasting no doubt her mother's obvious arousal before walking over, leaning over, and giving me an affectionate kiss hello. Upon doing that, she saw the very noticeable tent I was making in my slacks and giggled. "Well, can't say as I blame you for having one of those," she said glancing back towards her mother as Maxine looked over her shoulder at the two of us. "But...it certainly can't be very damn comfortable!" She added, once again leaning forward, her hand immediately reaching for the zipper which she quickly began undoing. I let her, especially after seeing the expression on Maxine's face. She was obviously torn, still confused by all of this, regardless of the fact she would soon be on her way and no doubt end up fucking our son later, not to mention doing god knows what with Susan before and after that. But I was also being treated to another nice surprise too. As Stacy leaned forward, her braless breasts once again danced within the loose fitting blouse she was wearing. Her own nipples just as equally hard now as her mother's were. Even as she finished unzipping my slacks, freeing my cock, I reached up beneath the hem of her blouse and latched onto one of my daughter's breasts. "Here, let me take it off for you," she told me, and then yanked it up and over her head completely, tossing her now discarded blouse over the back of a nearby chair. Once again she glanced back towards her mother who was still standing there looking at the two of us. "Wish our boobs were the same size," she stated. "I wouldn't mind trying on that sexy bra of yours sometime. Though I would like to try out the clamps at some point," she added. "Maybe your mother can order some for you," I suggested, once again fingering my daughter's nipples, taking delight in how hard and long they suddenly were as I sat there rolling them around. Stacy's hand already milking a nice fat droplet of pre-cum fuck juice from my prick as she now began swirling that about the head of my dick, further teasing and pleasuring it. "We're ready to eat," Maxine stated turning off the stove, though I was pretty sure her comment was directed at turning the heat down elsewhere. "You can say that again!" Stacy chuckled looking at her. "I wouldn't mind doing that before you have to leave!" "We can always warm it up later," I offered looking at Maxine, seeing that same lusty expression on her face she'd shown me earlier. "What do you think Max? Think you have just enough time to get your clit sucked before you have to head out?" Stacy didn't wait for an answer, already moving the bowl of fruit, which had been sitting in the middle of the kitchen table off to one side. After she'd done that, she pulled her mother over closer to her. "Jump up, lay down...and spread em!" she told her. Maxine quickly did just that. In seconds, Stacy was leaning over licking her mother's clit, the sight of which looked damn fucking obscene as Maxine lay there spread out atop our kitchen table with our daughter hungrily, even greedily tonguing her. Not to be left out, and now rather horny myself, I stepped around Stacy, undoing her jeans and soon after yanking them, along with her sexy black thong down around her ankles. Without missing a beat, or rather a lick, she stepped out of them, now spreading her feet apart as I stepped between them, resting the head of my very stiff cock against the opening of her slick wet split momentarily. I continued to tease her for several moments, enjoying the feel, but likewise enjoying the scenery as I looked down at Stacy, listening to her as she devoured her mother's cunt. Maxine lost in her own ecstasy as she lay there enjoying it, now fondling her own breasts, pinching her nipples even harder than the clamps had been doing. "Damn it daddy, fuck me! Fuck me while I eat mommy!" She mewled in wanton need and abandonment. Maxine opened her eyes, half sitting up as I slid my prick deep inside our daughter's cunt and began doing just that. "Maybe later, if you're not too terribly tired, I'll let you clean Stacy's juice off my cock," I said looking at her. "Unless of course, she cleans it off herself," I then added. ** Thursday was an interesting evening, though I knew it would be. For one, it was time to implement the first part of my plan. Something I had already instructed both my wife as well as my daughter in beforehand. As Maxine was still playing her part in this, as she'd been doing for the past several months now, when ten o'clock rolled around, she excused herself and headed on up to bed. Both Jared as well Stacy had been home that night, we'd all just finished watching a movie together, though it had indeed been a very reserved evening with very little conversation taking place. After Maxine got up and headed up to our bedroom, Stacy as she usually did, likewise left a few minutes later in order to get ready for bed herself, though she usually came back down long enough to watch the monologue with David Letterman before going off to sleep. With nothing but silence between us, Jared too headed upstairs to the kitchen for a last minute snack. If there was one thing Jared could be counted on to do, was to follow his almost nightly routine. Stacy had already gotten things ready before hand, so all she had to do at this point was slip into what she was planning on wearing to bed, and to sleep in. It would be the most revealing thing her brother would ever see her wear in front of me. Phase one of the plan. And one in which we were both pretty confident would shock and surprise him. Which it most certainly did. Stacy waited of course until she had heard her brother head back down the stairs to the den with his sandwich. Only then coming down herself. I thought Jared was going to choke on his chicken! Moments later Stacy walked into the room, crossing in front of me to take a seat on the couch next to me just as she usually did. But what she was wearing had caused her brother's eyes to all but pop out of his head. All she had on was a very sheer light blue nightgown that left very little to the imagination. "That looks nice honey," I told her. "Isn't that one of your mothers though?" I asked pointedly looking at her, though speaking about the nightgown, and not reacting at all to the way she obviously looked in it. "Yeah it is," she grinned back at me. "Mom said she wasn't wearing these things anymore, so I asked her if I could have them, so she gave them to me," she said looking down at herself, and then across the way at her brother. "What do you think Jared?" she asked sitting up slightly, her full breasts obviously pressing even more fully against the nearly sheer material. "Think it looks good on me?" Jared stood, taking his plate along with his half eaten sandwich with him. "Where are you going?" Stacy asked, looking disappointed that he hadn't commented on her attire, or how she obviously looked in it. "I guess I'm not as hungry as I thought," he told her, simultaneously tossing her a look that asked her to follow him, which I caught, but pretended not to. Once again appearing to be engrossed in the TV program, even though my half naked daughter was sitting there next to me on the couch. Stacy stood, pausing a moment allowing Jared to head up the stairs towards the kitchen before grinning at me, leaning over to give me an affectionate kiss, and allowing me a quick naughty feel of her tits before she sprinted off up the stairs after her brother. I stood up myself and quietly made my way up the stairs moments later. Sure enough, I could hear the two of them talking in the kitchen, though they were both doing so in low tones so as not to be overheard. Which I wouldn't have, if I'd stayed below in the den, which is where I'm sure Jared thought I would be. "Are you nuts?" He asked his sister. "Parading around like that in front of dad? What the hell were you thinking anyway?" "What's wrong with the way I look?" Stacy shot back seemingly offended. "It's just one of mom's old nightgowns, one she said she wasn't wearing any more. I liked it, so I thought I'd sleep in it...what's it to you anyway?" "Did you even bother to look at yourself in the mirror?" He asked her again. "Jesus Stacy...you can see damn near everything through it!" He told her obviously looking at her as he said that. "Yeah so? What's the big deal? Not like daddy hasn't seen me naked before," she reminded him. "Or like you haven't seen mom lately either," she then added. "And besides, you know damn good and well mom and dad aren't doing the nasty any more. And I'm fairly certain mom's got a boyfriend on the side. And poor daddy, well he's not getting anything anymore obviously. So what's the harm in giving him something to think about at least? At least that way he's got something to think about while he's jerking off, which has to give him some form of pleasure since mom's obviously not giving him that." Although I couldn't see him, see the expression on his face, his sudden stammering spoke volumes. He was obviously tongue-tied at what his sister had just told him, and subtly reminded him of. "What makes you think she's seeing anyone or doing anything?" Jared suddenly asked a bit too nervously avoiding everything else she'd just said. "Because she's smiling a lot more than she was there for a while," Stacy told him. "You know...sort of like daddy after he's gotten some. The way he hums or whistles to himself. Remember we used to laugh about that? We could always tell when they'd recently had sex. Mom would smile and sing to herself, dad would hum or whistle. Then they'd suddenly stop, and we knew it had been a few days, until they were suddenly doing that again. Anyway...mom's been smiling and singing to herself again, and daddy's not been whistling!" There was a long pause without either one of them saying anything. And then Jared spoke. "Well, just the same...you should watch what you wear around dad, especially if he isn't getting any from mom any more. It might put thoughts in his head if you were to keep doing that." "That's the whole point Jared," Stacy told him. "Daddy needs a few naughty thoughts in his head these days," and with that, she laughed and then scurried out of the room and upstairs to bed before Jared could react to that. Hearing that, I hurriedly headed back down the stairs to the den, not at all surprised when Jared passed by heading off to his own room for the night. He didn't even bother looking in and say goodnight. "Tomorrow...phase two," I told myself smiling, and then sat back taking my cock out, and switched to the porn movie I wanted to watch, "Taboo". It was an oldie, but a goodie. ** "Well it looks like tonight's the night," I told my wife. "According to Stacy, Jared has a date with Chris. And from what she's told me, because Jared's confided in her...the most Chris has ever let him do is feel her up a little. Which means, as usual, he'll be coming home after the drive-in, all horny and frustrated again. So if he does, and if he is, then what he'll walk in on should do the trick. It'll be interesting to see how he reacts to that," I told her. "It's still mean," Maxine told me, though looking away as she did, already resigned to go along with it as I'd given her no other options. "It'll teach him a lesson on the one hand," I informed her. "But if there's any hope of getting some semblance of normalcy back in this family again...then that's how it's going to be," I reminded her. "Not to mention the fact that things have obviously changed now...and there's no going back the way I see it. Unless of course, you no longer want to enjoy any pleasures with Stacy," I asked seeing the look in her eyes when I said that. I knew of course she was already well beyond that herself with our daughter. And knowing Stacy the way be both did, she wasn't about to let that happen with either one of us now either. "Anyway...just be ready to react either way," I reminded her. We'd already gone over this several times. A lot depended on how Jared did react when he walked in on us. Dependent upon that, is how Maxine would then react to him when she came out of her own place of concealment, where she'd be waiting. The Three R's Ch. 04 "What if he gets angry over this instead?" She asked worriedly. "Then what?" "He'll get over it," I told her. "Especially if he realizes that he'll soon be fucking his sister, which is obviously something he's always wanted to do. "But he'll have to accept the fact, I fucked her first, and that she has every intention of continuing to do that once he finds out. And of course, that's where you then come in. Imagine his surprise." "I'm not sure I want to," she said softly. "Yeah well, you should have thought of that before now," I said letting her know she and I still had a few loose ends to tie up ourselves. "And after this...we deal with your sister." ** As we'd anticipated, Jared was expected home any time now. Unless he'd actually gotten lucky, which according to Stacy was highly unlikely, knowing Chris as well as she did. Stacy and I were already downstairs in the den, it was hoped that Jared would indeed see the light on, and as he was prone to do out of curiosity, take a quick peek inside as he passed by on his way to the back door. Especially as it was late, even past my own bedtime. That in and of itself should make him curious enough to look. And of course Stacy would be there with me, wearing an even sexier gown than she had the last time he had seen her. And though I did have my bathrobe available like I usually did, and usually wore when it was this late at night, I would quickly slip into it once we were aware of Jared's presence. A lot depended on how long he stood watching us, and how he reacted to that afterwards. If Jared did peek in on us, we didn't want things to look too out of character. As for Maxine, she stood well back behind us, watching the two of us. Even that was a small continued punishment as she'd moaned about having to stand there in the dark, watching the two of us fooling around without her being directly involved. Upon hearing Jared return, Max would then slip into the adjacent bathroom. Standing in the far back end of the shower enclosure, she'd remain hidden even if by some chance Jared went into the bathroom. But the likelihood of him doing that was next to impossible. He'd first have to pass by the den where the two of us were. And once he saw, or had an idea of what we were doing, I doubted quite seriously he'd head into the bathroom to do anything. In the meantime, Stacy was keeping me nice and hard. And I was keeping her nice and wet, hopeful that Jared would be returning home any time now. It was important for him to "catch us" going at it, and then pretend as though we hadn't been. A lot depended upon him peeking in on us in the beginning, and then seeing where things went from there. "I think that's him," Stacy said running over to the window looking out through the blinds quickly. "Yep! It is! He just pulled up against the curb out front!" She informed us. "In that case...it's show time!" I stated. "Time for you to head into the bathroom and wait there for a few minutes Max. Keep your ears peeled though, if I give you the code phrase, you know what to do after that. If anything else happens, then go to plan B," I reminded her. As Maxine disappeared, Stacy slipped down between my legs there on the floor. And though this was being staged more or less, there was nothing staged about the way Stacy began sucking my dick, and Jared hadn't even walked by the window yet. I also knew when and if Jared did look in on us, that I'd know. I had just prior to this placed a small mirror next to me on the couch. Though it appeared as though I was watching Stacy (which I still was) it was also very easy to see any sort of movement that might occur outside the window in the event Jared did stop and look in. "Anything?" Stacy asked as she knelt there still lapping sweetly away at my dick. "Never mind, just keep sucking," I told her, enjoying the sensation, though I did have my eyes glued to the mirror now, waiting to see if Jared would look, or simply walk by. Seconds later I got my answer. "He's looking," I whispered, which Stacy giggled over all the while still sucking my prick, though she seemed to become even more animated in doing so than she had been. "Don't get too carried away," I once again whispered. "Now, let's see what he does." I watched Jared in the mirror. Sure enough, as he started to walk by, he paused, no doubt curious about the light he could see coming from the TV in the den. Kneeling down, I could see the shadow of his form as he peered through the top of the window over the edge of the blinds looking in on us. Stacy of course, busily sucking my prick, the sheer black gown she was wearing barely hiding her magnificent assets. "Here he comes!" I informed her. Now it would be curious to see how he entered the house. Storming inside, making noise, perhaps angry even. Or would he use stealth in an effort to try and get a better view of us inside. He made no noise coming in whatsoever. "Ah yes...I love it when a plan comes together," I said to myself, and wished then that I actually smoked cigars. ** To be continued... The Three R's Ch. 05 We hadn't heard him come in, so we knew then he was trying to be sneaky as he came into the house. Had I not been actually listening for him, I'd have missed the subtle "click" of the upstairs door opening leading down into the basement area. Especially with the two of us making noise, which we hadn't been. We'd both been quietly listening on purpose to see what we could hear. The moment I did however, I looked at my sexy half naked daughter still kneeling between my legs, holding onto my cock as she smiled back, wiggling it about excitedly. "He's coming down," I whispered. "Now you can get noisy, especially while sucking my dick!" Stacy giggled and then began doing just that, making her licking and sucking my prick even more decadent and obscene than was usual. We both knew the sounds she was making, along with her vocal expressions would suppress any minor noise Jared had made coming down, at least in his mind. But more importantly, what she was doing, the way she was doing it and talking about it, we also knew would be shocking and surprising to say the least as Jared made his way closer to the room. Admittedly, I was curious as to what he'd do. Would be simply barge in then? Or would he wait for a while and merely watch us? "I so love sucking and licking this big stiff prick of yours daddy," Stacy said laying it on as she then slurped and licked making as loud of sounds as she could while doing so. She even spit on my prick making it even more slippery than it already was just so the sound of the juices could be heard as she jacked it up and down in between sucking it. "You like that huh?" I responded back. "Tasting your daddy's sweet cum-fuck juice, swallowing it for me when I cum. Or maybe, having me squirt it all over those precious sweet tits of yours, or your pussy..." "Or in my ass!" She giggled excitedly, not faking her arousal one tiny bit, her lips working the head of my cock like a pro at the moment. It felt so good, I had even temporarily forgot all about Jared, only then realizing it, and wondering where he was and what he was possibly doing. He'd had more than enough time to reach the room and simply barge in if that had been his intention. Obviously, he hadn't. "Oh yeah baby, daddy's looking forward to fucking that hot tight pussy of yours...again," I added a bit loudly, moaning purposely, yet enjoying it too as I did. My daughter's mouth indeed was working a bit of magic on my wand as she now sat licking and tickling the head, still stroking it up and down. "And my pussy is so wet for you," she then said finally standing, which is something we had rehearsed briefly if and when we had gotten this far before Jared finally walked in on us. "See?" She now asked standing before me, lifting her nightgown up and over her head, baring herself fully as she then reached down with her hands, spreading her pussy a part with her fingers. Slipping one delicate finger inside herself, she then offered it to me. I quickly sucked her extended digit, savoring the pungent sweet taste of her girl cream, likewise being as noisy about it as she'd been while doing so. And though I knew she was also looking, without trying to be obvious about it, the darkness behind us in the hallway would have made it impossible for her to have seen anything. Hopefully by now, Maxine would have crept out of the bathroom and be standing somewhere behind where Jared was, secretly watching him. I smiled looking up at my very sexy, very naughty daughter. It was time to turn the heat up a little and see if we got the pot to boil. "Well baby, you read for daddy to fuck that sweet hot pussy of yours yet?" "Oh yes daddy yes! I want to feel your big hard cock inside my hot wet cunt!" She purred saying it even louder than she normally would have. With her mother supposedly upstairs asleep, had this really been going on with her there, we'd have been a lot quieter under the circumstances. But with Jared as we both well knew, now watching us from the safety of the dark hallway behind us, I seriously doubted he was thinking about that at the moment. Especially when it was now time to rub it in a little. "Ok baby, then lets fuck," I said standing up. "But you have to promise me something before we do," I told her which again was all part of our rehearsed act. "What's that?" She said already positioning herself over the arm of the chair, which we knew, would give Jared a total unobstructed view of the two of us as I nailed her from behind. "You told me that you'd enjoyed watching your brother masturbate, and that the two of you had even hinted and toyed with the idea of doing even more than that." "Yes?" "Well, what you have to promise me, if you really want to feel this hard stiff cock inside your pussy again, is that you won't ever do anything with your brother ever again. And that means no watching him jerk off, no flaunting yourself in front of him, or teasing him ever again. And certainly, you're to never...ever fuck him, under no circumstances! Is that clear?" "Yes daddy," she giggled hotly. "I mean it Stacy, if you truly enjoy sucking and fucking this big hard cock, then I'm the only one you're going to do that with, understand?" "Yes daddy," she said again wiggling her ass towards me wantonly. "And that won't be a problem either," she then added. "Jared's cock isn't nearly as nice, or as big as yours is. And now that I've sucked it, and fucked it...I have no desire to do anything with him ever again now anyway," she said easily, almost sounding like she meant it when she did. "That's a good girl," I now offered slapping my prick against her backside, hearing her moan in pleasure as I did so. "Put it in now daddy, please...put it inside me, fuck me with that big hard cock of yours!" "Oh yeah baby, yeah, I'm going to fuck you now, I'm going to watch those gorgeous tits of yours swing back and forth while I do. I'm going to listen to your juicy pussy while I shove my prick in and out of it. I want to hear you moan while I do baby, want to feel you cum all around my cock while I'm thrusting in and out of that tight wet fuck hole!" ** "Just what the hell do you think you're doing?" Jared suddenly stated having stepped into the room from out of the cover of darkness. I actually chuckled when he did that. Stacy and I had had a twenty-dollar bet going, which she'd just lost. I'd bet he'd either say or do something before I was actually inside her. She'd bet he'd at least watch long enough to see me actually fucking her before he actually did anything. And being that we were well past worrying about Plan B, I merely stood there looking at my son. "What does it look like I'm doing?" I shot back, "I'm about to fuck your sister that's what," I said answering his question, totally confusing and shocking him as I said that, especially as Stacy gave no hint of shocked surprise upon seeing her brother standing there having supposedly walked in on us. "You going to stand there and argue with Jared? Or are you going to fuck me?" she asked rubbing her ass against my stiff member which for the moment at least, continued to lay there pressed against the twin cheeks of her ass. "You...you, you can't!" Jared blubbered now totally confused as his confrontation at catching us in the act had totally come apart on him. "And why not?" I now asked him still teasing my daughter's spit with the head of my cock, though not quite putting it in yet. "Because...because, because she's my sister for one! And... and...she's your daughter for hells sakes!" He barked. "So? Aren't you currently fucking my wife? Your mother?" I asked inquisitively, taking delight in the expression of his face upon hearing that. And upon having said that, sent out the signal to Maxine who I saw leave the shadows of her own hidden spot as she slowly walked up to Jared from behind. "What?" "You heard me," I said moaning, running the head of my prick up and down Stacy's split, the sounds of her very juicy pussy easily heard as I did that. "Who said anything about me..." I laughed at him. "Who? Well...your mother for one," I grinned eyeing him directly. He looked as though he was about to faint. "Mom? She said that we were...uh, were...No she wouldn't!" He said finding himself, refusing to believe his mother would give him up that easily, and that I was perhaps fishing, guessing...suspecting perhaps, but not really knowing the truth. "Because we..." "What? Because you haven't been fucking her? Is that what you're actually telling me?" I said, and only then sliding my cock deeply, fully inside his sister's ass, letting him see me as I did it, and then pulling out, shoving it inside her once again as Stacy fucked back sighing pleasurably as I did so. His eyes were glued to my cock slipping in and out of his sister's cunt now, his mouth open though no words came out of it as he stood there. "She wouldn't..." he barely managed to say, almost too softly for anyone to have heard him, until his mother stepped up behind him speaking, causing him to actually jump in fright as she did. "I wouldn't what?" She asked looking at her son, though I knew she wasn't really enjoying this when she did. But it was again part of her own punishment that I forced her to do so for having lied to me about all of this in the first place. "Mom?" The fact that she was naked didn't even seem to register as she stood there. Perhaps he thought she had heard something going on, and had just suddenly come down the stairs to investigate for herself. "Dad...Stacy, I...I came home, I...I heard them, ah...they are," "Yes I know Jared, they're fucking. And you didn't just come home, I know...because I've been standing back here in the dark watching them, and then watching you. I saw what you were doing. Until your father mentioned he was about to shove his prick inside Stacy's cunt...you were standing there jerking off while watching them weren't you?" I don't think I've ever seen a more confused, more shocked expression on a person's face before beyond the one I was looking at now. "Getting your rocks off while watching us were you?" Stacy asked smiling at her brother, though she was still slowly moving against me. "Why am I not surprised at that?" She asked him. "Hypocrite!" He looked for a moment like he was going to say something, and then thought better of it, once again taking notice of his mother standing next to him, and realizing only then really that she too was naked confusing him even more. "So here's the deal the way I see it Jared, since I obviously do know a lot more about what's been going on than you think I do. If you really don't want me to continue fucking your sister any more, then that means you have to quit fucking mom too. And...it also means, that never ever again are you and your sister to do anything either. Oh...and one more thing, that also includes your Aunt Susan!" I honestly think Jared looked like he was about to collapse as he made his way further into the room, finally taking a seat on the couch, all but falling into it as he did. Maxine of course now followed him in standing next to the three of us as I finally pulled out of my daughter's cunt, though she looked none too happy about it when I did. "So. What's it going to be Jared?" I asked him, not even caring that I was standing there with a wet glistening erection pointing towards him, that was currently coated with his sister's pussy juice as I stood there. "If you really want all of this to stop, then it will. Period!" Only then did Max step forward standing more fully in front of her son. She stood there actually holding her own breasts, tweaking and fondling them, all the while pinching and pulling on her hard extended nipples. "Your decision Jared," she said looking down at him. "But that will mean...as I promised your father, no more stuff between you and I ever again. Or your sister...or your Aunt," she added. He looked up at the three of us, still bewildered. "You mean..." "That's right Jared," I began. "You can...right now if you want, fuck your own mother while I fuck your sister beside the two of you, so we can watch the two of you, while the two of you watch us. No more behind the back stuff...everything out in the open from now on going forward." He looked up at his mother once again, she was now standing there fingering her pussy, obviously very aroused and horny at this point...though wondering what his final decision would be. It was still anyone's guess. "So...so it's ok if I still fuck mom?" he asked in surprise. I nodded my head. "But...but not Stacy?" He asked once again looking at his sister. "That's entirely up to her," I told him, though I already knew the answer to that question. Jared looked towards his sister, who nonchalantly nodded her head at him. "Depends," she said smiling a little. "On what?" He asked. "On how horny you get me while watching you fuck mom, while daddy's fucking me," she said. Jared then looked at me again. "You heard her," I told him. "Might as well see you do it as opposed to just hearing about it," I stated. He then looked at his mother, she was grinning, though her fingers were still busily at work between her legs. "You mean right now?" "Unless you need time to think about it," I said wondering if in fact he actually did. "In the meantime, I am going to fuck your sister some more, until you decide," I added. Stacy looked pleased of course, once again taking up a position, leaning over the armrest of the couch waiting for me. Max looked a bit disappointed however as she looked down at her son. "Ok," he said suddenly actually smiling. "But what about Aunt Susan?" He then asked. "Not a word to her about any of this...not yet anyway," I told him in no uncertain terms. "I'll deal with Susan in my own way, so until then..." "Ok," he said once again standing up, and this time I noticed he was sporting an erection. "Oh good, I was worried you might not be able to get off again this evening," Max said looking down at her son's obvious bulge. "Again?" Stacy asked. "Yeah, just before he came in and confronted the two of you, he finished tossing one off into the hanky in his back pocket," his mom informed everyone much to his embarrassment. "But I guess being as young as he is..."she said smiling. "So you did get off watching daddy and I together didn't you?" she stated accusing him. "Come on now Jared...at least admit it, admit that you did!" "Ok, ok...I did, now what?" "Now you fuck mommy, while daddy and I watch!" His sister told him excitedly, and then reached back grabbing my cock and all but shoving it up inside herself. ** It didn't take long after that for things to suddenly get going either. Once Jared was over his initial awkwardness, letting his own horniness settle in, and actually come to terms with his own jealousy at not having fucked his sister before his old man had, things got pretty heated. And to be perfectly honest about it, Stacy and I did as well, finding it pretty damn exciting to be sitting there next to the two of them on the couch while we sat fucking side by side. With Stacy now sitting in my lap, and Maxine in Jared's, it was damn interesting to watch the two girl's together, boob's giggling bouncing up and down the way they were. Even with Maxine's being somewhat smaller in size than her daughter's were, they seemed to bounce around a bit even more so, though Jared finally reached up latching onto the two of them sucking one of them into his mouth as Maxine began riding him even more wildly. "One more thing," I then said before the two of them got too carried away here. "What?" Maxine asked curiously, her breath already labored along with the glaze in her eyes as she strove towards orgasm on her son's cock. "You two aren't out of the dog-house just yet," I informed them both grinning wickedly. "Ah oh...so what does that mean?" Jared asked worriedly. "What it means is...you don't get to cum inside your mom's pussy...not this time anyway," I informed him. He frowned, as did his mom. "I think what I'd like to see instead, is when you are ready to cum Jared, you do so all over your mom's face so Stacy and I can see it." "Oh Brad, you know how I hate getting spunk in my eyes!" Maxine complained, though by the look in her face, she was already resigned to doing it. "Yeah...I know," I said looking at her sternly. "Tell you what though," I offered. "I'll let you put on your glasses at least." Even Stacy laughed at that. "But I get to be the one holding Jared's cock when he squirts," she said looking at her mother. "But I'll try my best not to get any in your eyes even with your glasses on...well, maybe," she added with a bit of a sick twist to her laugh. I think just the mere mention of hearing that his sister would soon be touching his dick nearly got him off right then and there. Seconds later he was crying out, already fighting it. "Shit! Oh fuck...stop mom, stop!" He pleaded all but lifting her off his lap as he said it. Luckily for her, she did, soon after scrambling off the top of him, already his prick oozing out what appeared to be a droplet of seminal fluid. Stacy too then climbed off my lap in preparation for wanking her brother off against my wife's face. "Damn!" She said. "And I was so fucking close too!" she now added. "Here, sit on this," I said offering her my own still creamy slick dick. "You can fuck me while Stacy jerks her brother off onto you," I informed everyone. Max didn't seem to mind that too much, though she did put on her glasses first before easing herself down over me, though facing away this time as Jared now stood in front of us both. Stacy took up a position next to us on the couch, kneeling as she reached over clasping her brother's cock in hand and began working it up and down. "Tell me when," she admonished him. "You'll fucking know," he said through gritted teeth, his knee's already beginning to buckle. She let go, sitting back on her haunches glaring at her brother. "Ok! Ok! I'll tell you too!" He informed her looking wild-eyed. She smiled at that, once again placing her hand on her brother's dick, milking it slowly up and down. "Oh yeah...yeah, just like that sis, just keep doing that, nice and slow...nice and..." He never finished, yelling out instead a second later. "Here it fucking comes!" It was a delight watching it, and feeling it too as Max never even skipped a beat, still humping herself up and down on my cock as Stacy giggled in her own unique way, pumping and fisting her brother's cock ever so slowly, watching the spurt of it which she now directed fully against her mother's face, though she did direct the first few shots against Maxine's wide open mouth. Even then, as much as Jared came, she still purposely, or so it seemed anyway, to aim a lot of it against her mother's glasses, all but obliterating her ability to see even then. Not much made it through to get directly in her eyes though, or at least she certainly never complained of it even afterwards. "That's it Jared! That's good! That's good! Squirt that nasty hot fuck juice all over mommies face!" she told her brother still yanking it out, aiming her brother's dick at her mother, while she in turn continued fucking me. Somehow during all this, I felt the hot wet liquification of my wife's cunt as she herself splurged all over me. The trickle of her spending suddenly bathing my balls in her warmth, almost as though she had peed on them instead. "Oh fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" she cried out, and each time doing so, receiving a white liquid response to that, almost gargling the words trying to swallow her son's spunk as Stacy aimed it directly towards her mouth, back to her glasses, and then back to her mouth again milking her brother dry. The Three R's Ch. 05 Weak in the knees now, Jared stepped back collapsing down into one of the chairs. Removing her glasses, there was still a great deal of Jared's spunk still clinging to his mother's face which had now begun to run, dripping down onto her chest and breasts. "Here mother, I'll get that," Stacy offered leaning over to now begin licking her brother's sperm off her mother's face, and tits, taking a moment to kiss her with a line of sticky cum dangling from the tip of her tongue as she did. "Holy shit...mom? And Stacy?" Jared asked from across the way. "See what you've been missing?" I laughed openly as Stacy now pulled her mother up into a standing position and proceeded on downwards from there, not only licking up whatever strands of Jared's cream had fallen onto her elsewhere, but eventually kneeling between Maxine's legs where she proceeded to clean her up carefully there too. "Fuck!" Jared moaned, his hand once again wrapped around his cock though he'd just barely finished shooting off, still managing to coax out one last little droplet of his own fuck butter as he sat there astonished, watching his mother and sister together for the very first time. "All right ladies...I'm about there myself now," I told them both. "How about the two of you get down on your knees here in front of me, and work together in making daddy's cock feel all nice and good now shall we?" Obediently, they both did. The feel of two tongues now lapping away at my cock was heavenly, though so was the look and expression on Jared's face as he sat across the way watching all this. Seeing my son looking envious at the pleasure I was receiving was worth its weight in gold. But I knew then even as he did, that things had indeed changed now going forward. His next comment adding the exclamation point to all of that as I felt my own beautiful release suddenly making its way up though my shaft. "Fucking A dad! Fucking A!" I could only smile in acknowledgement of that, watching the first powerful jettisons of my cream as they shot out of the head of my dick, watching the girls as they almost wickedly fought over my wildly pulsating prick. In seconds they were both covered in my own torrent of white-hot spunk, streamers of it in their hair, running down the sides of their faces. Though amazingly enough, they had actually managed to feed one another most of it, passing my cock like a baton back and forth to one another. Minutes later it was a continued joy for both of us, watching the girls pleasuring one another there on the floor. And though Jared was soon more than up for going again, I waved him off, still taking a bit of delight in getting back at him in some small way. "Save it for tomorrow Jared," I told him pointedly. "I'm sure you can put up with having a hardon until then," I grinned. Though I felt the beginnings of another coming on myself, already looking forward to what the new day, and new open surroundings might bring. But I was also getting a woody over the fact, I had yet one more person to get even with. And I was already looking forward to that one too! ** To be continued... The Three R's Ch. 06 I opened one eye feeling my wife roll out of bed. I smiled inwardly watching her as she did so. She was naked, the memory of the past night still fresh in my mind as we'd thrilled one another passionately for what seemed like half the night. But it was the image of seeing her naked again, sleeping that way that pleased me even more. It had been so long since she had. I rolled over fully awake half sitting up in bed as she slipped into her robe. Already my prick was beginning to harden again as I sat there. In seconds it was tenting the sheet that barely covered me as she came strolling out of the bathroom moments later. She laughed. "Don't tell me you're actually horny again, especially after last night," she mused though she seemed more than pleased at my very obvious erection. "That's exactly why I am horny again," I said tightening the sheet around my hard swollen cock so that it was even more obvious, more noticeable as she stood there looking at it. I was again pleased with the simple hesitation in her eyes. "Go start the coffee...I'll be down in a minute and we can continue on with our conversation," I grinned. By the time I had thrown on my own robe, and nothing else, I could already smell the fresh morning coffee brewing downstairs. Much to my delight when I entered the kitchen, Maxine was already pouring the two of us a cup. Her robe was open as she did so, her full breasts peaking out at me teasingly, not to mention her somewhat puffy looking pussy lips. Obviously she was horny too, though I had ravaged her cunt thoroughly the night before. She gazed down at my crotch as I sat, still hard, my hand already undoing the belt on my robe allowing my stiff member to stand up proud and hard as she took a seat next to me. "You really are a naughty man," she giggled flirtatiously. Again, a tone I hadn't heard her use in quite some time, or at least until recently anyway." "And you are a very naughty woman yourself," I responded back, reminding her of her own wicked ways that she'd so recently been allowing herself to entertain. "And what would you have this naughty woman do for you this fine Saturday morning?" She asked. I noticed her free hand had already disappeared down between her legs as she sat there sipping her coffee. I placed my own cup back on the table scooting backwards in my chair. "How about you come over here and fuck me?" I suggested. Without even blinking so much as an eyelash, Maxine stood up and made her way over to me. "Face around the other way," I told her as she prepared to sit in my lap. "I might want to stand up and fuck you from behind that way too." Max spun, soon settling herself down over my prick, easing her already wet pussy down over it until I was fully inside her before she began working herself up and down. Even as she did, we heard the sound of Stacy's bedroom door opening and then closing. "Damn!" Max said preparing to stand up again. "Where are you going?" I said grabbing her hips forcing her to remain just where she was. "Stacy." "So?" "You really are a very naughty man, you know that?" She giggled once again settling herself down over my prick as we heard the footfalls coming down the stairs. Max was still slowly fucking me as Stacy eased into the kitchen, somewhat surprised at finding us this way, though she quickly recovered. "Good morning," she said as though what we were doing was the most normal natural thing in the world to be sitting there doing as she walked over towards the kitchen counter. Pouring herself a cup of coffee, only then did she turn leaning against the counter watching us. All she had on was what she usually wore to bed to sleep in. A white, wife-beater tee shirt that looked painted on over her own full breasts, and a very skimpy pair of light blue bikini panties. Already her nipples were hardening as she stood there pressing against the material of her almost too thin tee shirt. "Mind if I watch?" she now asked. "Not at all, was sort of hoping you would," I told her as I reached around in front, now clasping my wife's breasts, pinching each of her very hard, very extended nipples between my fingers as Max continued to slowly move against me, her own hand down between her legs frigging her clit gently as we fucked. Needless to say, it wasn't entirely unexpected when Stacy slipped her own hand down the waistband of her panties as she stood there. In seconds, the subtle movement of her fingers clearly showed us what she was doing, as was the lustful expression on her face. "God that looks hot!" she moaned pleasurably as she stood there fingering herself. "So does that," her mother responded just as hotly, moaning pleasurably now as she continued frigging her clit, fucking my cock. "This...this is so fucking naughty!" she breathed a second later. "Who'd have thought?" she barely managed to even say. "You've got that right," Stacy agreed now reaching upwards to remove her tee shirt, freeing and exposing her breasts a moment later. And though she had, she kept her panties on, though she now slid them off to one side, partially exposing her own swollen pussy lips as she went back to fingering herself. Though I was pleased to see her now begin to fondle and tease those damn hard nipples of hers with her other hand as she did. "I need to fuck you standing up, and from behind," I now stated. "And I need to lick that," Maxine purred wantonly still looking at our daughter. "Why don't you come over here and lay down on the table baby so we can do that?" Stacy didn't need to be asked twice, finally slipping out of her panties, tossing them off to one side as she did so. Maxine too removed her own robe, laying it down on the table as a bit of comfort for Stacy as she took up her position there. Pushing the bowl of fruit that was there off to one side, which we'd been doing a lot of lately, I now had another idea. My own decadent horniness kicking in. "While you do that, use one of those on her," I stated pointing towards the bowl. Max didn't need to ask me what I meant by that either, chuckling...as did Stacy. "I have used a cucumber a time or two," Stacy told us. "But admittedly, this is a first time for a banana." "Hmmm, I'll have to try that myself some time," Maxine mused thoughtfully. "Yeah, maybe a really big long one the two of you can share," I offered as I now stepped behind my wife once again, watching as I did as she placed the tip of the bright yellow banana at the opening of our daughter's cunt. She then spit on it, as well as spitting on our daughter's pussy too, slicking her up considerably, though it was evident she was already pretty wet. As Maxine now began teasing the opening of our daughter's cunt with the fruit, I likewise began doing the same to my wife's succulent opening before slipping my prick deeply inside her again. "Fuck mom! Eat me! Suck my clit! Fuck my pussy!" Stacy wailed excitedly, both hands now upon her somewhat flattened breasts as she lay there on the table playing with them. Like our daughter, Maxine didn't need to be asked twice either, immediately wrapping her lips around Stacy's clit gently chewing and sucking it as she slid the banana in and out of her. "Oh yeah...yeah, that's nice," I said taking advantage of the toaster on the counter, seeing our somewhat distorted image off to one side as I stood there fucking my wife. Though it was the sounds of two very wet cunts being played with that was even more stimulating to me. Just hearing that slick, sticky slipperiness as I slid in and out of my wife's cunt, as she in turn did the same thing to Stacy's with the banana. The periodic pop, sucking noises they both were making, the squish of the fruit going in and out of Stacy's wet cunt, their respective moans along with my own. "Right there! Right there! Keep doing that!" Stacy urged her mother, now bouncing a bit uncontrollably on the table, her hands letting go of her breasts as she reached for both sides of it in order to steady herself. "Fuck, you're gonna make me cum!" she announced, gripping both sides of the table now for support as she arched her back. "Me too!" Maxine cried out almost simultaneously, though her own cry of release was somewhat muffled as she spoke, still sucking, and licking her daughter's quim. "Jesus H!" Jared spoke from somewhere behind us all just as Stacy cried out, thrashing about wildly there on the table. Maxine too, now quivering, shuddering though she continued to suckle Stacy's clit, sucking it even more fully into her mouth. The sudden surge of my wife's cum cream bathing my prick was enough to trigger my own release however, though I had other designs for it, rather than simply shooting it off inside her tight cunt. And now realizing that Jared was there watching all this, it made the next moment even more pleasurable for myself. I reached down removing my cock from my wife's lovely pussy, jerked it once...twice...and then grimaced with the pleasurable release as I spurted. As though standing outside my own body, watching it...a long streamer of white-hot sticky spunk flew from the tip of my prick. Almost in slow motion, I watched as it splattered against her shoulder, Maxine now lifting up, arching her back somewhat still in the throes of her own release. It was evident however she had felt the first squirt as it landed on her back, almost giggling now as it did, as she continued to climax. The second even then well on its way, though miraculously passing over her head, actually landing almost perfectly between Stacy's tits as she had let go of the table, once again cupping her breasts. She too watched in delight as the second, and then third streamer of my spunk flew over her mother's head, catching her squarely between her magnificent breasts. "Nice fucking shot daddy!" She squealed in delight, though she now glanced over to where her brother still stood. Jared, mouth open in obvious surprise and shock at what he was standing there witnessing, though I noticed his own hand was busily fondling the protruding bulge in his white briefs. Still panting now and out of breath, I finished, wiping the head of my still oozing dick against Maxine's ass, flipping it up and down, watching a droplet or two spin off from the head landing god knows where. "Holy fucking shit!" Jared proclaimed once again. "Why didn't you guys tell me you were planning on having an orgy this morning!" he said somewhat seriously still playing with himself. Only then did I step back once again sitting down, as did Maxine. Though almost laughably, Stacy remained laying on the table, the bright yellow banana still sticking halfway out of her cunt as she too fought to collect her breath. "You know what they say Jared," I said looking over to where he still stood, his own arousal clearly obvious through the press of his white briefs as he realized what he was doing and took his hands away. "What?" "The early bird always gets the worm." "Only that wasn't no worm," Max sighed pleasurably, as she reached over to tenderly fondle my still half-hard shaft. "And besides...if you snooze...you lose!" She likewise joked with our son, seeing his consternation at being left out of all of this. Stacy finally managed to sit up a little, the banana only then oozing out of her pussy altogether, falling with a "plop" onto the table. "Tell you what Jared. You come over here and eat my peach for me once again, and maybe afterwards, I'll peel your banana for you!" ** After we had finally gotten around to making, and then eating breakfast, I followed my wife upstairs to our bedroom to dress for the day while the kids cleaned up the kitchen. "Today's the day," I told my wife, which wasn't entirely unexpected. "Figured as much," she responded as she dressed. "She hasn't called yet, but I'm sure that she will soon." "When she does, just tell her you'll be there around the same time you normally are. Except of course, it'll be me ringing her doorbell instead. I can hardly wait to see the expression on her face when she opens the door." "Just don't be too terribly harsh with her," Maxine half begged me. "It wasn't entirely her fault you know," she then added. "No...it wasn't. But she did convince you to start fooling around with her again...behind my back," I reminded her. "Had you two simply come out and expressed those desires to me before hand...well," "Oh? And you'd have been ok with that?" Max asked. "After I had thought about it for a while, I might have. I mean after all...seeing you with another woman has always been a fantasy of mine, and you've known that. The fact it would have been with your sister might have made me wonder about it...but yes, I think I'd have eventually warmed up to the idea. But the point is...she managed to convince not only you...but Jared into fooling around together behind my back. So she deserves a bit of punishment for that don't you think?" Maxine didn't comment verbally, though she nodded her head slightly in agreement as she finished dressing. "You still have a spare key to her house yes?" Once again she merely nodded her head. "Good...like I told you earlier, the three of you will slip in the back door after I arrive. But I don't want any of you making your presence known until I say so. I don't want her being aware that you're there, not until I've made her squirm a little. And certainly not until I've got her to compromise herself. After that, is when her real punishment will begin," I reminded my wife once again. "And then after that you'll let it go?" She asked. "We'll see," I said simply. "A lot depends on how sorry she is. Let's just say, she's got a lot of making up to do," I added. After we had gotten dressed and returned back down stairs, I then gathered up the kids and sat them down in the living room. "Ok, here's the deal," I began. "And you Jared are going along with all this, same as your mother is...understand?" His expression told me that he did. "Good. And here's what everyone's role is going to be after she opens the door and lets me in." I spent the next half hour laying out my plan to each of them, and their own particular roles, which were to be followed without exception. Neither Jared nor Maxine were too terribly pleased, but they really had no other choice but to go along. Stacy on the other hand was obviously excited and anxious at her own very important role. "This is going to be damn fucking fun!" she chuckled. "Don't get me wrong, I dearly love Aunt Susan...but she really does have this coming," she stated looking at her mother and brother, neither one of which commented on what she'd just said. It wasn't long after that that the phone rang. Maxine answering, confirming with a look and nod of her head that it was indeed Susan on the other end. "Yes...we'll be there, same time as usual," she said ensuring that she sounded unconcerned or worried about anything as she did. "Yeah...me too honey, horny as ever. In fact...just for fun, and as a special treat for Jared, why don't you wear that sexy black lace corset you just got. Yeah, that one," she said once again looking over towards me nodding her head. "Seeing you answer the door in that will be a nice surprise. A very nice surprise indeed!" ** The one nice thing about my son and I was, that even though I was certainly older, we looked quite a bit alike, even down to the way we wore our hair at almost the exact style and length. Even if Susan looked out the window first before opening the door, I knew if I stood there, slightly turned away off to one side, she wouldn't know it was me. Not if she only took a brief glance at least, which I was counting on. I even planned on wearing a simple pair of faded jeans, something Jared always wore. And again, giving her more of a view of my back profile as opposed to my front, her quick glance out the window should at least give me a reasonable chance of success in surprising her. A distinct advantage. Especially if she met me at the door in that black corset, and nothing else. I purposely arrived a bit earlier than Jared would have. Once again throwing her off some perhaps, catching her off guard and by surprise. We had parked the car down the street, as Jared usually did as well, the three of them now standing off to one side of the house waiting for my signal. The minute Susan opened the door, the three of them were to make their way around the back of the house and then quietly let themselves in. After that, they were to wait just as quietly until it was time to really surprise her with my real purpose in being there. I knocked rather than ringing the doorbell, which is what Jared told me he always did. Another indication hopefully that it was Jared and not someone else who was standing there at her door. Though tempted to look after I had, I didn't. Feigning to be interested in looking at something else with my back partially turned away. I knew if Susan peeked out her front window before heading towards the door, she'd think I was Jared, provided she didn't stand there to wait and make sure first. When I heard the door click, I knew. Smiling...hoping she'd be standing there in nothing more than the sexy black corset that Maxine had told me about. She was. Even as I heard the door open I waited a moment more, wanting to ensure than she had opened it fully before turning around to face her. The surprise in her face was priceless when she did. "Brad?" "Hi Susan...have you got a minute?" I asked already taking the door stepping in before she could gather her wits and try closing it. "Expecting someone?" I asked now taking notice of her attire, which she only then realized after her initial shock at seeing me instead of Jared, and suddenly making an effort to try and cover herself. "I...I was yes...let me," "Don't bother...this will only take a minute," I informed her stepping in the rest of the way, closing the door behind me as I did, though even then she stood looking frantically about for something to thrown on over herself. "Nice outfit," I said then. "You in the habit of wearing things like that around the house? Or are you indeed really expecting someone?" It was funny watching her actually glance out the front window as though she was, worriedly so from the looks of it, almost panicked. "Why are you here?" she then asked, giving up on trying to find anything in which to cover her nearly exposed breasts that were half falling out of the almost too small corset she was wearing. I smiled not yet ready to let on as to my real reason for being here. I wanted to drag this out a little yet...watch her nervously squirm, especially in what she was wearing. "Maybe we should sit down and have a little chat," I informed her, taking delight in the sudden panic showing in her eyes. I then purposely led her over towards the couch, taking a seat next to her. "About what?" She asked nervously, once again glancing out the front window as though expecting someone. "About you...fucking my son." "What?" I was loving this, actually seeing her as she at first attempted to deny it. "I overheard him on the phone just a little over an hour ago, talking to one of his friends, bragging to him how he would soon be on his way over here to do just that," I now told her. Once again seeing the paleness of her face as the color all but drained away. "Is that who it is that you're actually waiting for?" I asked, looking out the window myself as I did before turning back around to face her, giving her a harsh stare and determined look. "Well? Is it?" "Brad...I can explain," she stammered though I knew she was scrambling for something that would make any sense, though she suddenly tried to cover herself with her hands as though that would make any difference now after what I'd just asked her. The Three R's Ch. 06 "I certainly hope so," I said interrupting her. "Because Jared certainly couldn't." "You...you, spoke to Jared?" If she'd turned pale before, she was even more so now, the color almost entirely drained from her face. But the real funny part was, I knew damn well she was worried about the rest of it. So far, I was only letting on that I knew about her and Jared, and not at all about my wife's involvement with her as well. Or about the three of them. "I did yes...and I guess I should tell you...he won't be coming over here obviously. But I felt that I should, so that you and I could have a little chat about that don't you think?" Susan looked like she was about to faint. Her mouth opening, closing, as she fought with trying to come up with any words to say. "I thought maybe...I should come over here and find out first hand for myself what it was he was telling his friend all about, you know...maybe after doing that, I'd have a much better understanding myself about what it is made you decide to start fucking my son...your nephew. I mean...the way he was going on and on about the way you sucked his cock made me curious about it myself." "What?" "Oh come on Susan...how many times have you flirted with me when you've come over before?" I asked her. "Don't tell me you're too shy about it now, not after what I just heard anyway..." "But that was just you know...being a little silly, nothing serious really...just me, just me being the way I am, having a little fun with you is all." "Like having fun with Jared? Or should I say having a little fun with his cock?" "That's not what I meant by that," she once again tried to explain. "So, you're telling me it's just Jared's cock you're interested in sucking and fucking and not mine too is that it?" I reached down unzipping my jeans, her eyes wild as she sat there across from me watching me do that. "You can't be serious...what, what about Maxine?" she now asked. "What about her? Not like she's going to know anything, unless you tell her of course, or unless you want me to tell her about you and Jared," I said fishing my stiff cock out of my pants, now waving it there in front of her as I sat. She just looked at me trying to decide if I'd gone insane or was being serious. "So...what's it going to be Susan? You wanna suck this or not?" She stood. "On your hands and knees. I think I'd much rather see you crawl over here towards me," I informed her. With obvious fear in her eyes, she did just that, dropping down onto the carpeted floor. "Slowly," I cautioned her again. "And I want to see you wanting it...not just coming over here to do it because I told you so," I now added taking delight in her added confusion momentarily. And then she actually seemed to get into it. Her face taking on an entirely different look as she gazed upwards towards my hard stiff cock as I sat there waving it at her like a dancing cobra. Moments later she had reached me, now kneeling between my outstretched legs, her hand coming out to take hold of my cock, though I brushed it away. "Not so fast Susan," I said stunning her with my action. "You know...the true test of a really good cock-sucker, is if she can do it...and make it feel just as good without using her hands. Now...it just so happens..." I reached down into my back pocket and withdrew a long black silk scarf I had managed to stuff in there. "Brad..." Susan began looking at me with renewed worried eyes. "I'm not so sure..." "About what?" I again interrupted. "About you sucking my cock? Or about you being as good at is as Jared claimed you to be? Once again she hesitated. "Ok, if you'd rather not...then maybe I should go back and have a chat with your sister about all this. I wonder what she'd have to say about you sucking and fucking her son's cock?" She lifted her hands towards me placing them together. "I think behind your back would be even better, then you'd be less tempted to forget and try using them don't you think? Turn around..." This time she didn't hesitate at all, doing as I'd asked her to do, spinning around with her hands behind her back now as I quickly secured the two of them together with the long length of the silk black scarf. "Oh yes, much...much better! Now you can touch me...but only with your mouth, and it better be every bit as good as Jared claimed it to be to his friends," I warned her. By the look in her face, it was obvious she wasn't too terribly pleased at the moment with Jared. Blabbing to his friends about how good his Aunt was at sucking his cock was one thing, but I knew she was wondering as to what else he'd been bragging about. She looked worried. "Come on now...lets feel that tongue, those lips. I know you've been wanting to do this for quite some time now, hell...even Maxine's told me you once told her you'd enjoy doing this if she ever let you." "She...she told you that?" "Oh hell yes! And of course you knew she'd told me all about your experiences together growing up. Have to admit...wouldn't mind seeing that actually, even jerked off a few times thinking about it. But then I decided...nah, that's just too creepy, too perverted, too fucking sick to actually consider." Once again Susan looked as though she were about to sick up, though I hoped she wouldn't do so while actually sucking my cock. "Now...where were we? Oh yes...you were just about to start licking and sucking my cock weren't you?" I reminded her. I sat back letting her mouth begin to tease the tip of my prick, her tongue busily lapping away at my hard stiff member. I knew as well that Maxine, Stacy and of course Jared was somewhere in the back of the house no doubt listening to all of this. And if what I had to say in using Jared the way I had upset him...so be it. He knew I was planning on using him this way and had only made a brief futile effort to keep me from doing so. I let her continue on for several more minutes, actually enjoying the tongue-lashing, cock sucking she was giving me. I had to give her extra credit for being creative with her mouth, not using her hands as it really did feel pretty good. Reluctantly, I actually pushed her away with my hand. "Have to admit Susan, not bad. Not as good as I'd hoped...but not too bad either." "Excuse me?" "No, now don't go getting all upset by what I said. You really do suck a mean cock, especially without using your hands, but to be perfectly honest...you don't do it quite as good as someone else does." "Maxine?" Susan asked looking surprised. I laughed. "Well you and I both know it's been a long...long time since she's done that," I told her...though of course I didn't bother telling her that she had done so recently, and truth be told...did it as good if not better than she just had. But then I hadn't made Maxine do so without her hands either, so it wasn't an honest comparison. "No...I was talking about someone else." "Someone else? Recently? Who?" "You really want to know?" Susan nodded her head. "Suck my cock some more, maybe I'll tell you if you show me you can do it even better than you were." Enthusiastically, she attacked my prick like a wild woman, sucking, licking, almost swallowing the entire length of it as she gagged on it in doing so. "Ok, ok...you convinced me," I laughed looking at her as she sat back expectantly waiting. "Who?" She now asked. "Stacy." Susan just sat there looking stunned. "What did you just say?" "You heard me...I said Stacy, my own daughter yes! She sucks my cock quite nicely, and unfortunately, she really does do a better job of it than you do." "But...but she's your daughter!" "Yeah? So? And my son's your Nephew...so is one any worse than the other?" Once again Susan just looked at me with a blank expression on her face, she was clearly confused now by what she'd just heard. No doubt her own guilt, fears and uncertainty adding to all that. "Maybe I could get her to show you how she does it," I said suddenly. "You...you can't!" "Oh? Why not?" "Because....because...because you just can't that's why!" Susan declared. "Yes I can. Stacy?" Stacy had had plenty of time to get undressed and be waiting for her cue of course, and then upon hearing it, came strolling out of the backroom area into the front part of the house. Naked as they day she was born, but certainly looking more the woman that she was now than she was then. Her Aunt turned hearing her approach, once again looking at her wild-eyed as she entered. "Ha....ha....how?" She stammered in shock, stunned. "Hi Aunt Sue!" Stacy smiled actually leaning over to kiss the top of her Aunts forehead as she passed by walking towards me. "I used mom's key," she then said answering her question. "So...I heard daddy say you need some tips on how to suck his cock better than you were. In order to do that, I'd suggest you let me squeeze in between the two of you there and have you watch how I do it," she said easily. "Oh...and just to be fair? I won't use my hands either," she added. The look of disbelief on Susan's face was better than I could have ever imagined. She sat there leaning back on her haunches, first towards Stacy, and then me, hands still tied behind her back. "Are you watching?" Stacy admonished her Aunt taking my cock into her mouth, gently chewing on the head a little before fully engulfing it. "See? See what I'm doing Aunt Susan? Daddy really, really likes this. A little nip with your teeth, very, very gently...but he likes that." She paused glaring at her Aunt. "You're NOT paying attention!" "Sa...sa...sorry!" Susan said thoroughly confused now. "Ma...ma...maybe you'd best show me again." "Much better. Like I said, chew on the head a little like this, and then lick it, paying particular attention to his tiny little eye slit there, like this. Now...you do it," she said watching as Susan leaned forward, nipping at the head of my prick just as Stacy had been doing. "Oh yeah, much better Susan," I told her. "If I didn't know any better, I'd think you were my daughter, sucking my prick instead of her Aunt!" And I almost laughed...because the best was yet to come. To be continued... The Three R's Ch. 07 Two things I knew about my sister through conversations I had had with Maxine. One, she didn't like anyone to cum in her mouth, and two, she didn't care to have anyone cum on her face either. Under the circumstances, and for those very reasons, that was what I had planned as part of her punishment. I had already told Stacy early on that if I was teased for a long time before hand, it generally ensured a rather copious load when I came. As such, the two of them had been working and playing with my cock for nearly an hour now. I also knew that my wife and son were still somewhere in the back of the house waiting for their turn to appear. No doubt they had taken off their clothes the same time Stacy had. I couldn't help but wonder, listening to us as they no doubt were, they would or should at least be getting fairly aroused now themselves. I was even willing to bet they'd been having a little fun of their own, which was fine...provided that it didn't ruin the rest of my plans. It was definitely time however for the two of them to soon be making an appearance, but I didn't want to do that until I had properly prepared Susan for when they did. "Oh yeah, I'm getting damn close now," I informed the two of them, though Susan immediately sat back, expecting Stacy perhaps to take over at that point. "Oh no you don't..." I warned her. "Not like that. Stacy? Since your Aunt's hands are still tied, you'll have to help her out a little with this when I cum." She tossed me a disapproving look, but I merely smiled at her knowingly, giving her one of my own as Stacy dutifully fed her Aunt my prick. I grinned, leering at her as Stacy held it in her hand, rubbing it around the opening of her Aunt's mouth though she had partially closed it. I had pretty much figured she would, but it would suit my purposes just fine as she did that. "Oh yeah, yeah...keep working it baby, keep smearing it around your Aunt's pretty face, because she's about to..." The whole point was, I didn't want to give her too much warning. Not even finishing my sentence as I'd already felt the first intense surge as it traveled up my cock, watching seconds later as I spurted. She flinched. The first spurt hitting squarely against her pursed lips, though Stacy laughed, now working my cock all around her face, not just her mouth as I continued to pump out a torrent of cum cream. Within seconds, she looked like she'd just had a Meringue Pie beauty treatment. Cum was dripping off her face in thick white pasty globs, dangling down off her chin now, plopping down between her breasts. Stacy had done a damn fine job of ensuring that her Aunt was a total mess. I think what was funny for me however, was the look on Susan's face as she knelt there actually trying to smile as though she'd really enjoyed the experience. Though I knew that she hadn't. But I also knew, as anxious as she was perhaps for someone to wipe her off, she wasn't about to give in and say anything either, patiently waiting perhaps for that to happen soon. "Well as nice as that was, I still think you could stand some improvement Susan," I told her. "Think you could do a better job of that next time?" Rather than open her mouth to speak, as there was still an over abundance of my thick sticky cum splattered against her lips, she merely smiled a bit more, nodding her head yes. Once again hoping perhaps I'd at least remove her bonds so she could clean herself up. "That's good...because you're about to do just that," I said looking down at her as she continued to kneel there between my legs. The confused expression on her face obvious. And though my dick certainly wasn't as rigidly hard as it had been moments ago, she looked at it wondering perhaps if I was honestly so ready to go again that soon. "When I was younger maybe," I said answering her unasked question. "Takes me a bit longer now to recover again," I said smiling. She seemed to relax upon hearing that as Stacy stood, fully aware of what was about to happen next. "No...not me," I then added. "But since you are so fond of sucking cock, especially Jared's I thought I'd bring him along with me too, and watch you do it myself. Jared?" I now called out, seeing my sister's eyes widen in surprise, turning now expectantly behind her as he walked in. As I'd asked...he had a nice full hard erection as he entered the room. Even with cum clinging to her mouth still, she actually spoke. "Jared? Wha...wha...what are you doing here?" she asked though he never answered her really, her eyes suddenly growing even wider as she looked behind him to see her sister, equally nude walking in behind him. "Max? Just what the fuck is going on here?" she now asked sternly turning back towards me. "Just what the hell's going on Brad?" she questioned trying to stand up, which was obviously difficult with her hands still firmly secured behind her back. Though it was the cum dripping off and still clinging to her face which I mostly admired. "Suffice it to say Susan, I know everything that's been going on around here. I know all about your little seduction with your sister and my son. The sudden renewed interest in playing Dr. with her again the way you used to do when you were kids. And it's funny...that wasn't what really bothered me so much that the two of you did, it was not being informed about it when the two of you decided to do so. And worse of course, then including my son into the whole thing, even though he is culpable himself for attempting to black-mail the two of you into it. You see...had you gotten me involved in this from the beginning, you wouldn't be here where you are now. Though...looking at it from the other direction, you might not have had the pleasure of sucking and fucking him either. But the way I see it, it's a bit too late for all of that now isn't it? So...as I told Maxine and Jared, we're at a place where some obvious decisions need to be made here." "Like what?" She finally asked, actually licking her lips though I'm not sure she was even aware of doing it as she did so. I watched her do so again, taking even more of my cream from her upper lip, effectively removing the cum-stash she was wearing. "Well, as they've already agreed to do...since the decision has been made amongst the four of us at least...to continue on with this perverted decadent life-style we're suddenly involved in. No more behind the back trysts for one. In the future, we're all going to be totally open about what's going on, at least amongst ourselves. And that means being invited before hand to participate. And if for whatever reason we can't, then at least given the full juicy details about it afterwards," I stated though in truth...that last part was actually more for me than for anyone else. "And...and they've...you've all agreed to this?" She turned asking them directly. "We have," Maxine said looking down at her sister, though I noticed she was trying to suppress a small grin as she did so. Good thing Susan didn't have a mirror handy so she could actually see herself. Though Jared soon made her aware of her obvious state a second later. "Jesus dad, impressive!" He actually stated looking at his aunt with a big shit-eating grin on his face as his own cock lurched in obvious interest just as another dollop of cream dripped from her chin down between her breasts as a sudden reminder as to what she'd just been through. "Will you at least untie me?" She then asked. I nodded my head at Stacy who began undoing the black silk scarf. "So here's the deal Susan," I began. "As I already mentioned, no more secret get together's for one. Secondly, if you intend on continuing to participate, then that includes everyone. If not...then you're out...period. No more pussy-pussy stuff with Maxine, and certainly no more fucking or sucking my son. Understood?" "I won't have a problem with that," she said now eying Stacy with a bit of renewed interest. "What else?" "Well, one other major rule is this...whenever I am around or participating myself, I at least get one recommendation as to what I want to see...or do, and it's non-negotiable!" Susan raised her eyebrows over that one. "I mean it Susan, I want to see you do something, or anyone else for that matter, then you do it. The first time someone balks at doing it, then they're out. That's it, end of discussion. Think you can agree to that?" Once again she looked around the room at everyone else, but their faces told her they had already agreed to these additional terms, though it was actually Stacy who had suggested it to me in the first place. "Ok...sure, I guess so seeing that I don't really have any other choice now do I?" "Not if you want to continue licking your sister's pussy you don't...no. Or anything else for that matter." "Ok, I'm in." She said simply though she was now eying Jared's rock hard cock as he stood there next to her. "Good, and as a sort of initiation in agreement of all that, and in accordance to what I said earlier, there's something that I would now like to see you do before we get involved in doing anything else here." "Like what?" She asked nervously, though Maxine, Jared and Stacy of course already knew what that was as I'd filled them all in beforehand in anticipation of her agreeing to this. "Well for starters, you...Stacy and myself, are all going to watch Jared fuck his mother right here in front of us all. After which, you're then going to go down on her after he's deposited a nice creamy load inside his mother's cunt and clean out every bit of it that you can find, and then feed it to your sister that way. If you're willing to do that, then I'll forgive you for the emotional turmoil you've put me through because of all this. So Susan...you ready to apologize to me for what you yourself have done here?" To my surprise, with her hands now free, she actually wiped a bit of cum drool from between her breasts with her finger, and then licked it off. "Ready whenever you all are!" She stated. ** As we'd already discussed prior to all of this, Maxine then moved over to her sister's couch immediately lying down on it. Jared too moved over to join her as did Stacy, taking up position off to one side where she immediately began fondling her mother's breasts, which I could see Susan was itching to do herself. She made movement to head over and join them. "Not yet," I said freezing her in place. "You just watch for now," I informed her. "After Jared's filled his mother's cunt with his cream, then you can go over there and take care if it for her. In the meantime, you can sit on this until then." Admittedly, I was a little surprised at myself. Once again fully hard, though just looking at my family as they began touching and playing with one another had easily accomplished that. Susan was happy as well, more than content at least to ease herself down over my hard cock, the two of us now watching the three of them as Jared slowly eased his cock inside his mother's cunt and began fucking her as Stacy continued to sit there by her side, fondling her breasts. It didn't take long however before Maxine reached over parting Stacy's legs and began fingering her clit while she did that. And I knew after all this time that Jared had been anxious and patiently waiting, that he wasn't going to be at it too long before he was pouring out his semen into his mother's womb. Just minutes after he'd begun really, he announced he was about to do just that. "Shoot it baby, shoot it! Fill your mommies pussy with your cum so Aunt Sue can come lick it out of me!" Funny how being aroused and horny can cause you to lose whatever inhibitions you might once have had. Though Sue had certainly been enjoying my cock inside her pussy, the moment Jared's face turned glassy-eyed as he began to spunk his mother's cunt, she flew off me in a flash. Susan in fact made it to their side before Jared had even finished yet, taking his cock inside her mouth and draining him of the last few drops before he collapsed there on the floor beside his mother. Sue of course quickly diving between her sister's legs, where she proceeded to lick my wife's cunt just as I'd instructed her to do. Kneeling as she was, I soon sauntered over and crawled in behind the two of them, easily finding my sisters wet snatch. I toyed with the opening only briefly, rubbing my prick up and down that wet succulent slit before sliding inside as she continued eating her sister's pussy. Just listening to her as she did that, looking over her shoulder at my wife as Maxine groaned deliriously was erotic enough. But then Stacy who was about as horny as she'd ever been, especially as she hadn't as yet done much of anything except to herself, decided it was time to fix that. "Jared? See this horny wet juicy pussy of mine?" She asked him as she sat herself down in one of her Aunt's over-sized armchairs, one leg dangling over the side of it as she spread herself obscenely. "Yeah?" He said grinning looking at her, though he was also bending over slightly so he could watch his Aunt busily licking his cum out of his mother's cunt. "Well, if you'd like to stick that prick of yours inside this in a little while here, you're first going to need to come over here and lick it a little," she told him. Jared didn't bother standing, scrambling over the few feet to where his sister was sitting on his hands and knees. She laughed seeing his eagerness. "And just lick it the way I tell you to, no fingers...at least until I say you can," she added pleasurably, Jared's tongue already spearing his sister's split. "Whatever you thay thiss," he said speaking with the flat of his tongue already inside her. I watched in delight as he did so, seeing my daughter as her hands came up to begin rolling those amazing nipples around between her own fingers, just as her mother was now doing. "Oh yeah Sis!" Maxine cried out, just like that, suck on my clit honey, that's it...pull on it with your lips, chew it and suck it a little...just like that!" "Hear that Jared?" Stacy asked. "Do to me, what mom's telling Aunt Susan to do to her!" I pulled out, running the head of my cock around my sisters ass, enjoying the look and feel of it as I did, even going so far as to tease that pink little star-fish of hers with the tip, hearing her moan delightfully as I did so. "Hmm," I wondered to myself, and then pressed it a bit more fully this time against the opening. "If you're gonna do that," she said looking back over her shoulder towards me, make sure I'm good and slippery first ok? And then take it easy when you do...it's been a while!" I noticed my wife's eyes pop open as she realized what was happening. That was one of the very few things she had never let me do to her before. So hearing her sister's comment on what I was now attempting to do, had surprised her. "You...you, enjoy that?" She asked her. "Don't you?" Susan responded, surprised obviously that Maxine never had perhaps. "I don't know...we've actually never tried." "Well then maybe you should sometime, provided you're well lubed," she said again looking back, as I produced some saliva, letting it fall from my mouth guiding it perfectly on her cute puckered little opening. "Just remember, take it nice and easy," she said again, and then went back to licking and sucking her sister's cunt. "Damn daddy...I wouldn't mind trying that myself sometime," Stacy spoke informing everyone through her own slurred pleasure as she continued fondling her own tits, guiding and directing her brother in his tongue play. "Now you can stick a finger in me," she spoke to him directly, and another one inside my ass too please!" I took my time, enjoying myself as I did so...but finally managed to ease just the head of my blood engorged prick inside the opening of my sister's ass. "Oh fuck that feels good!" she moaned deeply, rotating her ass now a little, urging me to slip more of my dick inside her. "This I gotta see!" Maxine stated, and then slid out from beneath her sister, hotly curious as she came around to stand off to one side, watching my dick as it slowly eased the rest of the way inside that hot tight little passage of hers. "Me too!" Stacy declared, almost toppling poor Jared over backwards in her haste to come over and stand beside her mother. "You know what..." Susan grinned, her breath nearly a whisper as she moved back to even more fully impale me inside. "If Jared's up to it yet..." she said letting the implication of what she was suggesting hang there for a moment. "You serious?" He asked. "You mean me and dad?" "Oh yeah, but only if you're interested," Susan challenged him. "It's been so fucking long since I've actually done that, but I'd love to see what it feels like again, and having a father and son filling my holes...well, that would make it even extra special don't you think?" I stopped moving briefly, waiting patiently for Jared to slide beneath his Aunt there on the couch, letting them settle as he soon after entered his cock inside her dripping wet passage. It was an odd feeling, the sensation of my son's cock resting next to mine, separated by only the thinnest of walls keeping us apart. It took a moment to get our rhythm down, but once we did it was glorious! Each one of us sliding in and out, fucking Aunt Susan simultaneously, working her together. Maxine and Stacy in the meantime standing beside the three of us, watching, fingering themselves in rapturous delight. I could see by the look in my wife's eyes that she was now seriously considering trying this herself now upon seeing it. Already I was looking forward now to fucking my own wife's virgin little ass somewhere along the way. And if she continued to be more attentive as she had been lately, I might even decide to let Jared fuck her as I did so. In time anyway... As horny as she was too, it was fun watching her get herself off as she stood there, so unashamedly fingering and toying with her cunt as she came. That triggered Susan's release as well, groaning and moaning around Jared and I as each one of us soon began filling her passages with our own brand of hot sticky sauce. It wasn't long after we had all collapsed in a heap against one another, trying to collect our respective breaths. "Excuse me," Stacy said moments later. "What's wrong with this picture?" she asked. I looked up at her, still half out of it. "What?" "I STILL haven't fucking cum yet! That's what!" she said as she stood there with her hands on her hips looking down at the rest of us. ** The days, and then weeks that soon followed were a blur of passionate delight for everyone. Though even then it was sometimes a little strange, walking into a room, seeing Jared's mother sucking his cock, or going down on his sister. Very often I would stand there and watch for a moment, sometimes joining in myself, sometimes not. Most of the time Susan would call before coming over, it wasn't very often after that episode at her place that we wound up over there. I preferred it that way however, less chance for anything happening without my not being aware of it for one. But for another, I rather enjoyed just whipping out my cock the moment she walked in the door, and without having to say a word, seeing her come over and either suck it or fuck it for me waiting for the others to join in if they so wished to. Which they usually did of course. It was two weeks before the Christmas holidays however when Maxine came into the bedroom and reminded me about my sister's visit. "Guess we're going to have to put things on hold and behave for a while aren't we?" She asked. Kathy had been coming to visit and stay with us during that period for several years now, and this year was to be no exception. "I'll call her before she does," I informed Maxine. "I think it's time she and I had a little chat ourselves," I told my wife. "I meant it when I said no more behind the back stuff...and I'm not going to start doing that with her being here either." The Three R's Ch. 07 "What are you planning on saying to her?" Maxine asked surprised that I'd even consider doing that. "Everything...the truth! Better she hears about it now before getting here and finding out then." "How...how do you think she'll react?" Max asked a bit nervously. "To be honest? I don't know. But like I said Max, this is our life now, it's the way things are, and the way things are always going to be. Better she knows the truth rather than walk in and find one of us fooling around with another member of the family by accident don't you think?" "We could try and behave while she's here," Max suggested. "Oh yeah...like that's going to happen. I know this bunch, like I know myself. Someone would slip up, get horny, think they could get away with a little quickie or something, which is about the time she'd walk in and discover it. No...better she knows the truth now before hand." "Whatever you decide," Max said worriedly. "But let me know how it goes ok?" "Yeah, I will. Maybe I'll give her a call now while you're out shopping. When you get back, I'll tell you how it turned out." I waited for a moment until after I had seen Maxine drive away in her car before picking up the phone in order to call my sister. "Hey Sis...its Brad," I said upon reaching her. "Bradley!" She responded excitedly upon hearing my voice, just as she always did. "I was just thinking about calling you, just finished booking my flight! So anxious to see you all again!" She told me. "Yeah me too, but I thought I'd best give you a call before you get here," I told my sister. "Why? Is there a problem with me coming out there this year?" "Oh no, not at all...but before you do, there is something I need to talk to you about. Do you remember the Three R's?" I asked. "How could I forget? Mom and dad pounded them into us growing up...why?" "Well, as you already know, Maxine and I have sort of raised the kids up using those too, though they're slightly different than those mom and dad had us learn, anyway the last one is." "Yeah...they always told us, no regrets, no remorse, and always be reserved, especially while out and away from the family. Why do you ask?" Kathy wondered. "Well, because that last one...about being reserved?" "Yeah?" "Well...you don't have to worry about that one this time." "Oh really...does that mean you DIDN'T need to get us a room?" "Not this time no," I chuckled. "Oh really...do tell. No...wait! Before you do that, let me get naked so I can get naughty on the bed here while you tell me about it!" Once again I laughed, already unzipping my fly, fishing out my hard stiff cock. It was already wet and slippery with anticipation. "Ok, all set...got a nice hot slick pussy that's dying to feel my brother's cock inside it again. You horny to see me too?" she asked. "You better believe it sis," I said smiling. "Can't wait to fuck you again, and taste that hot slick pussy of yours," I said fisting my cock, listening to Kathy as she likewise fingered her wet cunt, holding it up next to the phone so I could. "Ok Bradley, so tell me...what happened? And don't leave any of the really naughty, juicy details out while you do either!" I sat stroking my cock, letting her hear me as I did. "Well, it's like this..." And then I began to tell her everything that had happened.