Family Secrets Ch 02 5

Characters:

David Jackson, 21, son of Greg.

Nina Jackson, 21, daughter of Clare.

Clare Jackson, 40, wife of Greg, step-mother of David.

Greg Jackson, 45, father of David, step-father of Nina.

The next morning, Clare knew that she had to let Greg, her husband, know that she had fucked their kids, that she loved it, and that she intended to continue to have sex with them. Clare sent a text message to Greg, who was scheduled to return from a business trip that evening. The message read, "Greg, I need to tell you about something that happened yesterday. Nina, David, and I became involved in something very serious that we need to talk to you about. Basically the three of us slept together, and it was very passionate. All of us want to continue to do this. We all love you."

When Greg read Clare's message, he was shocked and upset. After thinking about this for about an hour, he texted back, "Clare, I need time to think about this, and will want more details. Let's talk when I get home tonight." A bit later, he sent a second text to Clare, telling her that he would try to keep an open mind about the subject.

Later that morning, as Clare was cleaning the house, Nina finally wakes up and comes downstairs. "Morning mom" Nina says as she stretches to try and wake up, "what's up?" Clare smiles, and replies "Morning, honey. How are you feeling this morning?" Nina smiles and says "I feel wonderfully sore, and ready to do it again." Clare laughs, then more seriously adds "We'll need to discuss things with your father soon." Nina's eyes widen, but she nods in agreement.

"I don't want to give up you or David," Nina says with a determined look on her face. "I hope Greg is OK with this," she adds, looking at Clare. Nina pauses, and blushing, states "Dad is kind of hot, too." Clare laughs, "Yeah, I've always thought that--which is one of the reasons that I married him." Right now, we just need to be patient and see how Greg reacts." Nina sighs, "I know mom, but I've been thinking that I would really like to fuck Dad--is Greg good in bed?" Clare laughed out loud at Nina's boldness. "Yes, he's quite good, attentive and full of passion. He's always made sure that I was pleased, no matter what he had to do."

When Greg stepped through the front door, Clare and Nina were sitting at the dining table. "Greg," Clare began, her voice steady, "we need to talk, David's at a friend's house, watching the game." Greg sat down, and motioned for Clare to continue. Clare continued, "I know this is a shock, and it's not something that we planned." Nina blushed and started "David and I ..." then faltered, unable to continue, a tear running down her cheek. Clare put her hand on Nina's to reassure her, and looking Greg directly in the eyes, said "They made love, dear, it was passionate and beautiful."

Greg nodded in understanding. "I appreciate your honesty," he said, "We'll figure this out together."

"I hope so, but there's more that you need to know, honey" Clare said as she reached for and held Greg's hands. "I was there too." Greg's eyes widened. "Watching Nina ride David, it was so beautiful, so hot that I felt a desire that was like our first times together," Clare confessed. "And I joined them ... I know that this is hard to hear, dear, but you're still the love of my life, and I want us to work out what we're going to do going forward." Nina put her hand on Greg's arm, saying "we are all part of this now."

Greg just sat there, stunned, trying to get a handle on his thoughts and emotions. Clare's confession was hard to hear. "I'm not sure what I'm supposed to think or say," Greg whispered. Both Clare and Nina just nodded silently, tears in their eyes, hoping that Greg could come to terms with this. Greg breathed deeply, slowly beginning to nod. Clare said "We have to be past the point of pretending, honey." Nina stifled a sob, and Greg looked at the two most important women in his life, realizing how much that they loved him and understanding the courage it took for them to come clean about what happened.

In a firm voice, Greg said "First there have to be ground rules. Everyone has to consent to this, no one is to be coerced, at all." Clare and Nina both nodded. Greg continued, "There has to be honesty and open communication. Next, we respect each others privacy, personal space, and relationships outside of the family." Both women nodded again. Greg then added "Finally, this stays within the family, no exceptions. It is too dangerous to include anyone who doesn't have a family tie."

Greg's voice then changed, seeming somewhat uncertain and vulnerable. He said that the thought of Nina and David together, and then being joined by his wife, kept running through his mind, in all sorts of combinations, different positions, and different acts, that he because wasn't sure what actually happened, it bothered him. Clare and Nina looked shocked, only now realizing how this affected Greg, and not just looking at it from their own perspective.

Clare put her eyes on Greg, and gripped his hands tighter. "Honey, Nina and I will tell you everything, blow by blow, if that's what you want us to do. But if you think that it would hurt you, I would recommend that you just let it go with what you know now." Nina added "Daddy, if you want to explore the thoughts that you are having, we can do that too." Greg turned to Nina, "What do you mean, exactly?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

Nina responded, her voice low, "I mean that we can talk about what happened, relive it in our minds, and see where our imaginations take us." Clare added "We can share our fantasies, explore our desires... resolve those issues within the family." Greg asked "Nina, Clare, where do you see your imaginations going?"

Nina made comments about being unbound by the norms and taboos of modern society, and Clare talked about indulging in their passions without judgment or condemnation by others. Greg laughed loudly, startling the two women. "You two are overthinking this," he chuckled, "I'm a simple man. I know what I want. I want to know every inch of both of your bodies, to love you, kiss you, fuck you, so that you will know exactly was my imagination is craving. I guarantee you that you will understand the passion I feel for each of you."

"Let's not leave any room for imagination then," Clare whispered, her voice thick with longing. Nina locked her eyes onto Greg's. "Show us what you want do to mom and me," she said, her voice a whisper of anticipation. Greg moved into the living room, by the couch and turned to wait for the girls. As Clare and Nina walked toward Greg, both women were shedding their clothes. Clare dropped to her knees in front of her husband, looking into his eyes as she pulled his pants and boxers down. At the same time, Nina was taking Greg's shirt off, and as soon as she had, was kissing his chest. Greg had never felt more masculine, feeling Clare's mouth and tongue move over his throbbing cock, while his step-daughter kissed and caressed his upper torso.

Clare's eyes were locked on Greg's eyes, as she slowly let the head of his cock penetrate her mouth, her tongue swirling over the head, while her right hand slide up and down his shaft and her left hand cupping and caressing his balls. Meanwhile, Nina, turned on by the sight, was playing with herself and moaning.

Nina lay down on the couch, her legs spread wide, her fingers dancing rhythmically within her. "Eat me, Daddy," she purred, her eyes locked onto Greg's. The look of desire on Greg's face was obvious. Clare, watching the exchange, took her mouth of Greg's cock with a wet pop. "Show Nina how well you eat pussy," Clare urged, "Show her what she's been missing." Greg, his desire overwhelming him, needed no further encouragement. He knelt before Nina, his hands cupping her ass, his intentions clear.

Greg's lips and tongue kissed and licked Nina's inner thighs, who moaned in response, her back arching. It was easy to see how it affected Nina. Greg lowered his mouth to Nina's inviting warmth. His tongue flicked out, tasting her nectar, and Nina's reaction was immediate, "Oh my god, yes!" Clare watched, her own hunger growing as she witnessed the intense connection between them. She moved closer, her hand slipping between her own legs, moaning in harmony with her daughter. Clare positioned herself behind Greg, her fingers teasing his length as she continued to pleasure herself with her other hand until she shuddered with her first orgasm.

Clare moved up and whispered in Greg's ear, "Fuck her, honey. Fill her with your meat and your seed. She needs you to fuck her." Greg moved in-between Nina's legs, positioning his cock to enter her body. Nina, impatient, said urgently "Fuck me Dad, now, please, fuck me hard." Greg then buried his cock into Nina's pussy, not being gentle, but instinctively giving her the hard, rough fuck that she desired. Nina came on Greg's second thrust, her gasp of pleasure filled the room, her legs wrapping around his waist, pulling him even closer.

"Yes, honey, just like that," Clare encouraged, her hand slipping down to her own heat, matching their rhythm. Nina was in a series of multiple orgasms, moaning and making incoherent noises, while Greg's thrusts grew more fervent. "That's it, give it to her good," Clare purred, her own climax building as she watched the taboo spectacle unfold. With a final, powerful thrust, Greg reached his peak, spilling his seed inside Nina. Her body arched, and she shattered around him, their ecstasy echoing through the room. Clare found her release once more, her moans harmonizing with theirs.

Greg, after he had recovered a bit, looked at his wife and said, "Your turn, baby." Clare, clearly aroused from watching Greg and Nina, moved in front of Greg and took his softened cock in her mouth, only concerned about getting him rock-hard again. Greg's member, once hard, twitched in anticipation as she straddled him. Nina, still recovering from being fucked senseless, watched them, smiling.

Clare rode Greg with an intensity that spoke of her pent-up desires, each roll of her hips driving them both closer to the edge. Her cries grew louder, more desperate, as she chased her orgasm. "God, you feel so good," she gasped, her movements becoming erratic as her climax approached. Greg's hands gripped her hips, pulling her down hard onto him as he thrust upwards, meeting her stroke for stroke. With a final, powerful surge, they tumbled over the precipice together, their cries of ecstasy mingling.

As Clare's orgasm subsided, she collapsed atop Greg. "That was incredible," Clare panted, her voice a whisper against Greg's neck.