I've done a lot of thinking about my daughter Katy since we started having sex a few weeks ago. God knows I can't stop having sex with her, and any concerns I had about incest have disappeared completely. Our love has reached a level neither of us even knew was possible. We can't get enough of each other, even though we both each still have sex with others and have no hangups about it. Katy was driven by her need for sex, which I am only too glad to help satisfy.
Katy has been spending fewer and fewer nights with her mother, and I've wondered what impact my alcoholic ex-wife may be having on Katy. Her custodial rights terminated at Katy's eighteenth birthday, but she continued to live with her mother at least half the time. I'm a wealthy man, living in the most expensive part of Family Acres. I set Katy up with her own mini-apartment in the big house.
"Daddy, can I talk to you about something?"
"Of course," I chuckled, "I can't imagine anything we cannot talk about openly."
"Am I a nymphomaniac?"
"What in the world makes you think that?"
"It's just that I love sex so much. I think about it all the time. I want to fuck all the time, and there doesn't seem to be anything I don't want to try. Is that abnormal?"
"No, Honey, it's not, particularly with someone your age. Hell, I'm the same way, so maybe you got it from me. But tell me what kind of things you're doing that make you wonder."
She hesitated. "Well, you know I've told you about how Mom is drunk most of the time and brings a new guy home almost every night. I don't mind hearing her in her bedroom fucking some guy's brains out. Actually, it's kind of a turn on. One night when I came in from a date she and this guy were on the floor in the hall going at it, and I had to step over them to get to my room."
"I went to bed and masturbated listening to them before I went to sleep. When I was still half awake I heard the door to my room opening. As usual I was sleeping naked. I pretended to be asleep. Mom brought the guy into my room. I couldn't hear what they were whispering but the next thing I knew I felt the sheet being lifted off me. I peeked and Mom was standing next to the bed stroking the guy's dick while they stared down at me. Next thing I knew Mom was bent over facing me and the guy was fucking her from behind while they looked at naked me. God, it was incredible! I got so hot I wanted to open my eyes and tell Mom to let the guy fuck me too!"
I was more than a little surprised to hear the story. I knew Katy's mother was a drunk and would fuck any man who got near her, but involving Katy was something that simply never occurred to him. He wasn't sure if he was angry or turned on by the picture in his mind.
"What happened the next morning?"
"We both acted like nothing had happened. Then, the very next night it happened again. Only this time I made sure that I was positioned so that they got a good look at my pussy with my legs wide open. God, I was so hot again! The next morning Mom told me she knew I was just pretending to sleep and the next time she was going to let the guy touch me or fuck me. She was going to tell him I took drugs at night to make me sleep and I'd never know what was going on. I said okay. God, Daddy, there must be something wrong with me to agree to something like that."
"Anyway, that night I was ready, and when I felt the guy's fingers in me, I stayed asleep. I peeked and saw Mom sucking his dick while he fingered me. They then whispered something and I felt his prick being rubbed against my pussy. He stuck it in and fucked me. It felt really good, and I almost lost it when he came inside me. I wasn't expecting that, but I loved it!"
"Has it happened every night since then?"
"Mostly it has, except for times when Mom is so drunk she passes out before they can come in. Are you mad at me?"
"Mad? Hell, no. I'm getting turned on picturing you doing it."
"Mmmm, I can tell." Katy moved onto the couch next to me and pulled my robe open exposing my semi-erect cock. She began to toy with it.
"Slow down a minute, will you?" I've got another question. What caused you to begin thinking of possible incest?"
Katy continued to play with my hardening dick as she answered. "Well, you remember I told you how I lost my virginity when double dating with Christine and her boyfriend? Tommy was my date, and we ended up swapping dates and fucking? Well, the thing I didn't tell you was that Tommy is Christine's brother. When I saw her sit down on her own brother's dick and fuck him like crazy, it was the hottest thing I'd ever seen. Then we found out that my date, Peter, also fucked his sister and said he had fucked his mother as well! That really got me thinking. Daddy, you're really getting hard. I want to suck you."
"In a minute, honey. Let me get this straight. You know two people who engage in incest?"
"Oh, geez, Daddy, I know a lot more than two. It's happening all over the place. It's almost common, at least with the kids at my school. And some kids in other schools too. Jason and Joann have been doing it for a long time.
"What?," I almost yelled. Jason and Joann are my sister's twins. They're the same age as Katy but live in another school district.
"Does their mother know?"
"I don't think Aunt Lois knows. She's never said a thing to them about it. It's hard to believe that she could ignore it this long and say nothing."
I was stunned speechless. I'd known those kids from the day they were born. They had grown into two good looking teenagers, Jason being an athlete and Joann with her slim figure. She was a gymnast. The picture in my mind of them fucking was mind boggling, but it also was turning me on a bit.