Do you think there is incest in this story?
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After breakfast, of course, Sashenka immediately crawled under the table to again plant her small mouth on Zhora's penis. Natasha and I, and even Zhora himself, vying with each other, began to persuade Sasha not to do this, since the omelette had not yet been digested and the consequences could be very dire. Then Sasha suggested simply caressing Zhora with her tongue and lips, without taking it deeply. We agreed, but set a condition - we had to wait at least half an hour.
Zhora and Sasha went into the hall, and Natasha and I decided to discuss my participation in oral sex between my daughter and her partner.
"Arkash, when I saw this, it was as if a stone had been lifted from my shoulders." I thought, well, that's it, Sasha doesn't mind, we can calm down... And then, when she asked, "Did you persuade me?" and looked at me with such a look... I felt uneasy. Somehow I got out of it, I hope she didn't notice.
"I didn't believe it myself when she suggested." Just think about it - the daughter asks her own father to impale her on his penis! And at the same time, she clearly told me several times that she is categorically against incest.
-- Did you just say so?
- Yeah. I got a hard on when they were having fun on the sofa, Sasha noticed, asked "What is this?", I referred to the TV, like, there's a pretty weather presenter there.
- Is she really pretty? "Natasha suddenly looked at me sternly, but then relaxed her face and smiled. I realized that she was joking.
- Whatever it is... We need to decide what to do next. Zhora is not on vacation like us; he has to go to work in a couple of hours.
- Yes...
- Maybe we can convince her without Zhora?
- Let's see.
"Okay," I took a deep breath. - Whose turn is it to go buy bread today?
"Mine," Natasha said. She quickly put on her sundress, kissed me on the cheek and left.
And I went into the room where Zhora was now orally satisfying Sashenka. The daughter lay spread out on the sofa, groaning and shuddering as Zhorin's tongue penetrated her slit. When Sasha finished, Zhora stood up and began to rub his dick across our daughter's flushed face. Sashenka remembered very well that it was not worth doing a deep blowjob yet, so she simply hugged Zhora's penis with her lips, kissed it and stroked it with her fingers.
After another kiss, Zhorik changed his position a little - now he hung over Sashenka with a jack and began to quietly spank our daughter on the cheeks with his dick. His fingers slid over the girl's breasts and thighs, making her moan barely audibly and close her eyes dreamily. Then Georgy stopped what he was doing and looked at the watch that lay nearby. Sighing, he clenched his penis in his fist and began to methodically approach the finish line, obviously time was running out.
Seeing what Georgy was doing, Sashenka understood everything.
- It's time for you to go, right?
- Yeah, sorry, Sash. I'll quickly finish and go...
"Okay," the girl opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue.
Zhora didn't take long to wait, grunting and spraying our baby's face literally right away. The splashes flew everywhere, but not onto the daughter's lips and tongue. Zhora bent down and began to lick his seed from Sashenka, continuing to massage her breasts.
I looked at all this and felt how my penis was bursting my pants - thank God, I was now wearing stretched sweatpants, they did a great job of hiding my erection. By some miracle I was still holding back from cumming, partly because memories of yesterday's dialogue with my daughter were replaying in my head. Why is she so categorically against incest, despite the fact that she is not at all embarrassed not only to run naked in front of the apartment, but also to have oral sex with her boyfriend in front of Natasha and me?
However, what a young man Zhora is, he is only a year younger than me. I wondered what was going on between them. I was never able to hear declarations of love for Zhora from my daughter; she mostly talked about sex, about Zhora's penis, but certainly not about feelings for him as a person. Perhaps the daughter perceived George only as a gift for sex, which, in fact, he was. And Zhorik, in turn, considered Sashenka to be an incredible piece of luck that life had thrown at him. He didn't even mention his feelings for our daughter. However, Georgy was generally quite silent, and even more so now, when he clearly had enough other worries besides talking.
When Natasha and I planned this, we in no way could have imagined that everything would go so far. On the other hand, what did we even expect? No matter how much I thought, I could not answer this question.
My daughter brought me out of my thoughts. Zhorik had already retreated, and she asked me something.
- I'm sorry, what? Sorry, I didn't hear...
"Dad, I'm saying that I haven't been able to give a blowjob this morning!" And I'm already so used to these sensations, it's a pity that Uncle Zhora had to go so quickly...
- Yes, daughter... Listen, tell me what you experience during a blowjob? Why do you like it so much?
Sashenka thought about it. I was pleased to see the blush of shame on her cheeks, where droplets of Zhora's sperm were still glistening - he didn't have time to lick it all off, as he urgently needed to run to work.
- Dad, I'm very embarrassed to tell you about this...
- Well, speak up now that you have started!
"I hope you don't think I'm some kind of pervert!"
- Well, you asked your father to take you by your pigtails and put your mouth on the dick of a stranger! What kind of perversions are there, really!
Sashenka frowned and lightly poked me in the shoulder with her fist.
- Uncle Zhora is not a stranger... He is very good...
- Okay, okay, not a stranger, don't be angry... I'm just saying that we have very unusual relationships in our family. So none of your revelations will make me consider my daughter a pervert. Unless you ask me yourself, of course," I smiled.
- If you egg me on, I won't tell you anything!
- OK then. Go ahead and tell me why you like blowjobs. "I'm all attention," I was once again glad that Sashenka didn't see my erection--the sweatpants hid it perfectly.
The daughter took a deep breath and began the story.
"The thing is that at the very beginning, when I just take it with my lips, lick it, squeeze it with my fist, it's not too strong yet. And it fits in my mouth without difficulty, but when I caress it for a while, everything changes! It's like some kind of magic, it gains strength, gets stronger, becomes bigger, then even bigger... And at some point I already have to make an effort to hold it, it literally bursts, suffocates me, so much so that I'm already in tears from the eyes!
"And it's nice to know that you are the source of this power, right?"
"Yeah..." the daughter blushed even more.
- And you want to experience this again and again? -- I sat down on the sofa next to my daughter and ran my hand through her hair.
- Yes... I tried it with sausage and cucumber - but it's not the same at all... They don't change their size, don't pulsate, don't tremble... I just want a penis, to stick my neck on it... I hope I could explain to you. You will never experience anything like this...
For a moment I imagined a picture in my head that gave me goosebumps, but I carefully pushed it aside and hugged my daughter by the shoulders.
- Yes, of course. Well, don't worry, Zhora will come to us as soon as he's free.
- When will he be free? -- The daughter's eyes sparkled.
- Well, the shift will end tomorrow morning, for now this and that - I think he will be with us by noon. But most likely, he will want to sleep, after a 24-hour shift...
- Don't worry, Zhora won't be able to sleep! -- my daughter giggled and put her pretty head on my shoulder.
I leaned over and sniffed the scent of her hair. They smelled of peach and something else deliciously elusive. Shifting my gaze lower, I began to stare at my daughter's round breasts with tense nipples. I so wanted to take them with my hand, caress them, feel their delightful heaviness and elasticity... I carefully drove away these thoughts, when I suddenly realized that my daughter was holding her breath under my gaze.
And then it dawned on me that Zhora had already left about twenty minutes ago, and Sashenka's nipples were still standing like soldiers on duty! So this means that the girl is not so against incest at all, but she is ashamed to admit it! At that moment I could not find anything better than to state this directly.
- Daughter, why are your nipples standing up like they're on parade?
- A? -- my daughter abruptly pulled away from me. Emotions of shame and fear were reflected on her sweet face.
Sashenka had no way to refer to the TV, because it was turned off, so she feverishly tried to think of something. And I suddenly realized that if I put pressure on her now, it's unlikely that anything good will come out. It's better for my daughter to come to this on her own, without me driving her into a corner.
- Uh, dad, you see, we were talking about dicks... In general, dicks, yours has nothing to do with it, of course... Here I am... Yes, and also here! -- my daughter pointed her finger at the football poster on the wall.
- Messi? Does Messi excite you?
- Well, yes and what? -- the daughter shrugged.
-- Do you know that he was injected with growth hormone as a child? Surely his size there," I ran my hand between his legs, "isn't very impressive...
- How do you know? Maybe it's the other way around for him - all his growth went there! And in general - size is not the main thing! -- the daughter pouted.
- Well, okay... Don't you want to get dressed?
- For what? It's summer, it's hot, I want to be naked all day today! "Sasha looked at me capriciously. She took a deep breath and drew my gaze like a magnet.
"Well, whatever you say..." I shrugged.
- By the way, you can undress too! What didn't I see there? -- my daughter stared at me demandingly.
My daughter's trick left me confused. I couldn't allow Sashenka to see what I had in mind for her, my own daughter. On the other hand, if you believe Sasha's nipples, then she herself is not at all averse, although she verbally expresses protest. However, one cannot blame her for this - Sasha could have continued to stick to her line and then the situation would have become completely insoluble. I was forced to continue the game, knowing full well Sasha's true attitude towards me. However, there was still a tiny chance that my daughter's nipples really became erect not because of me, but because of the conversations about sex.
The solution was found quite quickly. I just turned on the TV, found my favorite porn and began to undress.
"If I'm going to be naked, then at the same time I'll masturbate properly."
- You got excited quickly! - the daughter said suspiciously.
- Well, that's how fast-excitable I am.
- Since you have decided to engage in masturbation, then I will caress myself too!
- No problem! -- I patted her on the shoulder and laughed. And then the same hand habitually lay on the penis and I began to move it up and down. Meanwhile, the daughter next to her spread her legs and began to crawl between them with her palm.
On the screen, the smiling actress Diana Dali was just getting fucked in the mouth. She was somewhat reminiscent of Natasha, only my wife had lighter hair color. Sasha's cheeks were already red, she was breathing quickly, and her hand was flashing in the crotch faster and faster. I realized that she was looking not so much at the screen as at my penis.
-- How do you like the video, daughter? If you don't like it, we can switch it.
