Adria was grinding and writhing atop me like she had been fucking all of her life, instead of just the last 30 minutes. She had gained lots of book experience, thanks to her loving tutors, but tonight was totally for us. She was gaining practical experience, which she would need in the months and years to come.
"Oh daddy, daddy, my wonderful, sexy, hard-cocked daddy, this is
amazing!
" Adria cried out as she continued to impale herself on my cock. "It's better than I ever could have imagined, a real cock feels so hot and thick inside my tight, little girl pussy. I'm finally one of you; I'm finally a fuck toy like mommy and sissy!"
Dear readers, I am Burton Charles, a successful stockbroker, philanthropist and practitioner of "family love", what some call
incest
. It's generational in our family, on both sides. My half-Swedish wife was initiated by her family and siblings as soon as she was legal. My first taste of pussy came from my half-sister, a cocoa butter beauty named Hope. My gorgeous sister currently works in the adult entertainment business in various facets. She's been a performer (mostly in artistic girl-on-girl films), a performer, an author and now, she combines all of those in her own successful line of erotic productions. She has an exclusive deal with a well-known production company to distribute her product, all of which are made from ideas suggested by her fans. She has even managed to turn that into a lucrative business. Fans can make a suggestion for a $50 gratuity on her website. Once she makes her "goal", the winning suggestion is picked and turned into a film. The winner gets a co-credit as an author and also a check for $1000, plus a signed copy of the film and a web show that only she / he is allowed to see. I've actually won a few times and I donate my winnings to various charities. Her last production involved her and a friend of ours, the delicious Jessica Swan. Jessica was able to make the film due to a loophole in her contract, which was discovered by her husband.
Sorry for digressing, I'm getting off topic. You may be wondering why my own mom didn't initiate me. I'm a twin and she was with my 5-minutes older brother at the time. She didn't want our first time to be a threesome, figuring seeing our twin fucking our gorgeous blonde mom might freak the other one out. So, a coin toss later, Ross was in the family room giving it to mom, while Hope and I were getting our freak on in the family "dungeon". Hope takes a back seat to no one and she loves her kid brother. She has her own strange set of ethics and almost never fucks a man who isn't family. She says that she's still a slut, she's just a
choosy
slut.
Oh yeah, of course once the deed was done, we switched partners and I screwed mom while Ross gave Hope a solid dicking. Later that night, my sister walked in to my room in a filmy white negligee and told me she wanted more. Ross and I are identical twins, but Hope groaned that in ways that mattered to her, we weren't identical.
I happen to know that my brother is a bit less vanilla than I am, he's a more dominant personality. You might think it odd for a guy who fucks his family to describe his older brother as kinky, but Ross is into more games and kinks than I am. He likes bondage, role play, spanking and even water sports on occasion. He also likes the single life, while the rest of us are all happily partnered up. Even Hope has a live-in girlfriend, a freckle-faced redhead named Missy who knows the sitch and is cool with it. That's a story for another time, suffice it to say that we all consider Missy a member of the family.
My parents are members of an ultra-exclusive swing club and that's how they met my wife's parents. Many swingers still consider incest "off limits", this club - based in Toronto, but now with a facility here in New York - does not. My wife's mom and my own gorgeous mom clicked and snuck off to a private room for a girl-fuck while their husbands chatted at the bar about arranging a swap. Sometimes in "the lifestyle", a few words of negotiation must be exchanged so no one errs or offends anyone else. As an example, some couples allow various sex acts, but kissing is something reserved for their partner or spouse only. Some swingers want everyone in the same room and others are the opposite, not wanting to see their lover with someone else. There are some guys who love seeing their wives fucking another man or couple, but don't want to participate beyond mere voyeurism. The cuckold thing isn't for me. Likewise, some women like multiple men and what the Japanese call "bukkake". Everyone has their own kinky shit, right?
I have lots more I could tell you, because I've been screwing for almost two decades and lost track of how many sexual partners and scenes I've been involved in. My wife, Veronica, has kept a journal ever since our first date. After any encounter and before going to sleep, Ronnie writes a detailed few pages in her journal. Next year, a publisher friend of mine is going to publish a "fictionalized" version of her erotic journal, with details added to disguise some identities and link things together. The cash advance was rather substantial, so Veronica opted to take us all on a family vacation that also served as a birthday gift to our youngest child. Once our children are of legal age, they are asked if they wish to join in the family activities. The pros and cons are laid out in front of them, with everyone in the immediate family sharing their experiences. All three of our children opted to join in. My wife has a fuck partner any time she needs one - two cocks in the house and our two daughters. Our son Brant, the middle child, is hung even better than his dad and grandpa. He's also a pretty good stud and gaining experience. He's the artistic one in our family and that artistic temperament has served him well. Veronica says he's a good listener and attentive and creative in bed. He is also unflappable and nothing seems to throw him. The first time his older sister snuck into bed with him and Veronica as a "surprise", he fucked the stuffing out of her without missing a beat on his sexy, auburn-haired mom.
I haven't told you about some things, including our oldest child. Veronica was told that she couldn't have children, so we chose to adopt. A family friend told us about a pretty friend of hers who was pregnant at 16 with no familial support. After consulting with my wife and our extended family, we reached out to Carla Joelle and offered to ease her burden. She liked us and Veronica seemed to win her over. They became fast friends and my 20-year old wife was able to transfer our shy little caterpillar into a lovely butterfly. CJ is still in our lives and she presented us with a lovely little girl we all jointly named Jasmine.
From the first time I held my daughter in my arms, I felt a transformative change. I was now a dad and that meant unconditional love. My baby girl was likely going to be a spoiled brat and I knew I could never deny her anything. Jasmine can still get her way with the tiniest of smiles and my wife teased me that once Jazz, as we call her, got old enough, she would be able to wrap me around her slender little digits. She was right in more ways than she knew. Before that happened, life took a strange turn.
My wife was in a small car accident, some drunk driver blindsided her in his Hummer. It cost me a few bucks, but a PI I hired tracked down the S.O.B. and he's currently serving a long term for several drunk driving offences. While in the hospital and patching up my wife, a very talented surgeon discovered several errors in her original diagnosis. With a few minor procedures and after some proper medical care, Veronica would be able to conceive a child and carry one to term. Once Ronnie was healed, we started "practicing" our baby-making techniques. We two randy people could have taught advanced classes. We curtailed our swinging for a bit so when Brant arrived 16 months later, he was most assuredly my son. Veronica says he has my chin, although there are other attributes he possesses that unique to him. Let's just say I'm happy that I am not the jealous type in any way, shape or form. The first time I heard my son fucking his sexy mom, I felt like I was cheering on a favorite athlete.
Don't worry, I'm getting to the story of me and the girls, I just want you all to understand what kind of family I have.
While we weren't running around with our bodies on display in front of our children, neither did we hide our lifestyle from our kids. We were discrete, but when the questions eventually came, we took the time to explain "the lifestyle" to the kids. Being our children, they accepted our word at face value.
Our oldest daughter, Jasmine - we all call her "Jazz" - was the first to ask questions that became sexual in nature. Despite her background, there is nothing at all shy about Jazz. She is lovely and exotic, but her personality is almost that of California Beach Bunny - only with the mind of a member of Mensa. Her curiosity was not going to be satiated by pat, ordinary answers and Ronnie and I both knew that.
"What are we going to do about our daughter?" Ronnie asked me on one of the rare occasions we weren't out screwing with friends - or each other. The two of us still have above-average libidos, but have learned the value of taking an occasional night off. That night was a movie and casual dinner evening at home. Even our kids had chosen to spend time with us and it was going to be an all-Pixar festival.
"I don't really know what you mean," I said. "She's doing well in school and is popular - what seems to be the problem?" I wasn't playing dumb or coy, I was trying to avoid the elephant in the room. I know that there was a small part of me that wasn't sure how to cope with finding my daughter desirable. I had a double-standard, despite being seduced by my own mother and sister, I wasn't yet sure if I wanted to continue that with Jasmine. If she had come to me or her mother and made such a request, I would have been fine with it. But to set out to bring her into our world, that made me a bit uncomfortable at that point.
