Part 3 of the Adventures of Anje Larsson and her family.
All characters are fictitious and any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely accidental. Everybody is at least eighteen years of age and it's all consensual, enthusiastically so!
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You've probably read the stories my slutty wife and daughter wrote and posted here. I actually didn't know this site existed until Mary, my wife of twenty-two years, sent me a link to Literotica. If I didn't have the wonderful distractions of two amazing women at home who have decided to fuck me to death and each other, besides, I'd probably be spending my waking hours in the pages of stories published here. As it is, I've found a few favorite authors already.
I never would have dreamt of pursuing it, but I had the privilege of taking my teenage daughter's virginity (she'd already turned eighteen, so she's quite legal.). She's been on birth control for a couple of years. Her mom insisted she be protected and prepared for sex as it's as inevitable for a pretty, intelligent girl as is sunrise. I was just amazed she'd waited as long as she had and truly grateful. I've admired my little girl and fantasized about her since she was much too young to consider as a sexual partner, but still very cute.
I've known my wife is bi since before we married. Part of the agreement was that she may have an occasional fling with another woman to satisfy those urges. I've withheld my deeply seated desires longer, but she understood I'd one day bring them to the surface and air them out. I believe everybody in the world has some kind of fantasy of sexual encounters other than the traditional binary monogamous sex portrayed in the movies (mostly).
Well, the incident in which I caught my wife and daughter in flagrante delicto heralded a sea change in our relationship. I work a lot and travel much more than is healthy for a good marriage. Yet, I have a wife who is beyond a doubt the best I could ever hope for. She has always been cheerful, just a delightful sexual partner and a business partner as well. I have known for years she loves to fool around with other women and she often tells me stories of what she has done and with whom, all with my blessings. The result has been a woman who continually brings to our connubial bed a joy and total pleasure in sex that lights up my life and reenergizes me when I've been working much too long and too hard.
Adding my sweet daughter to the mix has had a surprising effect on me. Let me describe Anje (pronounced ahn-ya). She is actually a much slimmer version of her mother. She is a really skinny blonde with long straight hair that hits at her mid-shoulder blades. Her face is angular, but still delicate and her eyes are as blue as her mother's. We're both of Norwegian descent and Anje inherited the best traits of our ancestors. The thing is, she is just plain skinny. Her hips are narrow, her breasts are tiny and her tummy is flat. She's always been quite athletic, competing in track and field and in tennis in school. She still plays tennis for fun, but she works diligently on her academics.
She complains of not looking girly enough, but I find her astonishingly sexy. This brings me to my great fantasies. I might as well air them here and now. You'll learn about my little perversion soon enough. I'm attracted to younger men. I mean sexually. I see them at the gym or just on the street and I want to take them home and seduce and fuck them.
You surely realize just how two-faced and hypocritical this is. I readily accept my wife and daughter's bisexuality and can't reconcile my own. I did have a few experiences while I was in junior high school with a friend with whom I learned how to jack off. He shared with me magazines and books that described transvestism and bondage and domination. In fact, he would dress in his sister's things and we would play together. I still think about those times when I masturbate or even when I'm making love with my wife, imagining her as my old boyfriend who borrowed a pretty dress from his mother. For some reason, it was always he who wore the dresses, never me. I still preferred the male role though I was attracted to another boy. We got to the point of jacking each other off by the time his parents were transferred to another city. I never saw him again. I'd love to know how he turned out. I imagine he might have even tried transitioning to female. It's a provocative thought.
I almost answered ads on craigslist when such things were still allowed from males who enjoyed crossdressing, but I always chickened out. I've had sex a time or two with transsexual escorts while I was traveling on business. It always seemed a bit rushed and too commercial for my level of comfort, so I stopped it years ago.
When I saw my daughter on top of my wife, fucking her, my first thought was that some younger guy was fucking her. My second thought flashed on my fantasy of fucking a younger guy. Now, just about all I can think about is asking my daughter to crossdress as a man and let me pick her up for some sexual activity. The thing is, I know she will happily let me fuck her cunt any time I ask. She told me as much and I intend to take advantage of her offer. She really is a cutie and having her in a lovely dress and lingerie will be really sweet. What I most want is to dress her up as a young gentleman and to seduce 'him'. I want her to wear her strap on cock under her slacks and to allow me to fuck her in the ass and then to take me in the same way. It has to be anal sex for my gay fantasy to work. Transforming my little girl into my little boy will be part of it. I'm going to brace her today or tomorrow and see if she's up for something new and kinky for her old dad.
I've talked about it with her mother who is most sympathetic. She's way ahead of me in the satisfying fantasies department. She said I have to be the one to ask her, but she believes Anje will agree to be Andy for an afternoon or a night. Maybe for longer to make us both happy. To do that, I'll have to agree to be her date In my turn, shopping for a wonderful new dress, buying all the necessary lingerie and hosiery, perfume, cosmetics and then a night on the town as her gentleman, followed by a delicious seduction.
I can't wait.
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"Honey, would you mind if I fuck our daughter this afternoon?"
She turned to me with a big smile on her face. "Why should I mind? She's your daughter as much as mine and I'm not the jealous type. After all, I've fucked her brains out for months before you busted us, my dearest love. I know she'll love it. She loves you so much!"
I kissed her face, nibbling on her earlobes and holding her close to me. She felt my cock hardening against her tummy and wiggled back and forth to encourage this development. I moaned softly and pulled up her skirt to get my hand on her ass.
She giggled. "Hey, I thought you wanted to fuck Anje. Or is it Andy you want?"
I nibbled on her nose. "It's both, love, but I always want you. Do you have plans for this evening?"
She pushed her knee between mine and gave out a low chuckle. "I was thinking I'd go to the Pussy Cat Club and see if I can hook up with some strange girl while you make incestuous love with my bisexual daughter."
"Hmmmm... I'll bet you can't wait until she's twenty-one. Taking her to your Pussy should be an amazing experience, I'm thinking."
"You're thinking correctly, my love. Besides, it's been since I first seduced Anje that I've been to the Pussy. I need a girl tonight and you're going to have ours, so I get to shop elsewhere."
I chuckled and lightly caressed her pussy through her panties. "I hope you have good hunting, my dear. You know how much I enjoy hearing your stories about the women you meet there. Are you looking for anything in particular?"
She considered this for a moment, stroking her chin as though she had a beard there. "Well, she has to have a pussy and she has to let me check it out before we leave the club. I almost went home with a pre-op tranny last time I was there. She was very cute, but I made a promise..."
I laughed. "My darling, if you meet somebody irresistible, text me her photo and I might just tell you to go with your feelings. Or maybe to go feel her up. Whatever. Just have fun!"
She hugged me lovingly. "You have fun, too, my dear. I can't wait for our next threesome with our little girl. I loved seeing you fuck her last night. She's really enjoying a real hard hot cock in her now. I know you're loving her tight little pussy, too."
I kissed her and went to the kitchen to make supper for me and Anje. I wanted her to be comfortable with regular sex with us, and so with minimal changes to our routine. It will only be the fifth time I get to fuck my little girl and I can hardly wait. I'm doing things to force myself to be patient. I know she had some homework to finish for her classes and we all agreed her school work comes before we do!
I made one of her favorite dishes, spaghetti and meatballs. I had the pasta just about ready to drain and the sauce simmering. A salad was made and a bottle of a nice red wine open and breathing on the counter when Anje came down.
"Hi, love! Perfect timing. Supper's about ready. Is your homework done?"
She had changed into a cute little red plaid pleated skirt and a white blouse. The schoolgirl outfits always do it for me and she knows it. "Homework is done for tonight. I have some research to do tomorrow to finish up my conclusions, but I'll get it in on time. This smells amazing, dad! My fave and I love you for it!"
She threw her arms around my neck and pulled me down for a rather lengthy kiss. I took my time to enjoy her attention. We knew we were alone together tonight and I thought it a special night. I broke away for a moment and poured a glass of wine for both of us.
"To my beloveds, good health, long life, and great sex!"
We clinked our glasses, drank a sip and I served up salad and handed her a bowl for her pasta to serve herself. I followed and sat next to her at the table. I spread her wide napkin and tied it around her neck, covering her lovely white blouse. I donned mine as well and I leaned over to kiss her. "You are such a gorgeous girl, my dear. I'm so proud of you. I can't wait to do dirty, disgusting, sexy things to you."
She giggled. "Daddy, mommy and I have been very disgusting girls almost every day. I can't wait to see what you have in mind."
My heart and hopes soared. Maybe she'd agree to my little role play. I wanted to see if she would let me take her from behind. It's so much a part of my fantasy.
"I have some interesting things for us to try, love. I hope you enjoy it."
She looked at me seriously. "Daddy, I can't believe how much I love it when my daddy fucks his little girl. I hope you do fun, degrading things with me. It makes me feel like a fully-grown woman when you do and I love the feeling that I'm your little slut and mom's little slut, too. She's talking about having another woman over for a threesome some time. I think that'll be amazing. After we've committed incest, what's next? I'm your girl, daddy in every way."
I dropped my hand to her knee and then to the inside of her thigh as I kissed her again. "Darling, the thought that I get to fuck my daughter is just delicious. Would you consider some role play with me?"
As I said this, I ran my hand up under her skirt to see if she was getting wet yet. In response, she opened her thighs as widely as she could to give me access to her core. "Yes, daddy. I'll play with you. Any role you like. Your sister? Your secretary? Maybe a girl you meet at random and pick up for sex?"
