All characters in this story are over 18 years old.
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Damn lawn. It just grows and I mow it and it grows again. I can see myself, dead, my skeleton hanging on to a mower. Maybe if it wasn't ninety it wouldn't be so bad.
I grab my water bottle and see there's only one swallow left. Just as I start to walk into the hall from the garage I hear my lovely wife's voice.
"Ok, honey. It sounds like we need to have a girl talk."
'I stop and listen. This should be interesting. I've always wondered what happened with one of these.'
"What's on your mind, honey. Boy trouble?"
"Well, kind of. I was just wondering what sex is like. I've seen some on the internet, but it seems so faked"
"Oh my. I guess it's about time we talked more about it."
"I'm really curious. I hear you and Dad sometimes and it doesn't sound like the videos I've seen."
"I haven't seen too many videos, but with your Dad, even after all these years, he still melts my panties. He's so loving it makes my heart just swells up with joy."
'Wow. This is getting good. I want to hear more. My ears are on full alert.'
"Was Dad your first?"
"Sorta. Once, before I was going with you Dad this boy and I tried it. He made a mess on my leg and he was so embarrassed he ran away. I found out later what had happened. He was so excited he couldn't control it. He never talked to me again. Then I met your Dad."
"We really had some hot make out sessions. I let him play with my titties and I gave him some hand jobs. I would rub on his leg and have an orgasm. We decided to wait till Prom night. An older brother of a friend of his had an apartment near the school. Dad talked him into letting us use it."
"Were you on the pill, or did you use a condom?"
"We used a condom, but I didn't care. I loved him so much I would have given him a baby right away. He was the adult that night.
Anyway, we did it twice. The first was kinda fast and it hurt a little. We waited a while and did it again. I had two orgasms that time. He was so sweet and tender. I just loved him all the more. After that we joked that we would put the condom factory on double shifts."
"Is it the same every time?"
"Oh my, no. Even after all these years it's still so special. Sometimes he bangs me like a drum and sometimes he's just sweet and tender. Sometimes, I just give him a blow job. I sleep knowing I just gave my man something nice just because I love him.
Before you were born we did it in every room in the house. We would run around naked all day. We do that now when you're not home."
"Do you swallow it or spit it out."
"I always swallow. After a while, I got to like the taste. But, mostly, I want to stay and cuddle with him afterwards. I really like to cuddle after any kind of sex.
"Mom, somethings been on my mind for a while now. But I'm afraid if I tell you you'll hate me."
"Oh god, no. I'll never hate you. You can tell me anything. Anything at all."
"I'm not sure. Sometimes I think I'm crazy for the thoughts I have."
"I'm sure you're not crazy. Just tell me."
"Sometimes I think about having sex with Daddy."
"Oh my. How long have you had these thoughts?"
"They started when I saw him naked. I think I was sixteen or seventeen. I'm going to college this fall and I don't want to be a virgin then. I want Daddy to be my first.
"Well, I'm heard about young women that had thoughts like that. Also, some young men want sex with their mother. I think it's normal. I don't know how many actually do it with their Daddy. They probably don't tell anyone."
"You don't hate me?"
"Of course not. I'm just glad you can talk to me like this."
"Sometimes I masturbate thinking about him, and I've even had a few dreams where it happened."
"It sounds like it's pretty intense for you."
"It is, Mom. Sometimes I listen to you guys and pretend he's doing it to me."
"Let me think about this for a while. I need to get my head around it."
"Mom, please don't tell Daddy."
"OK, I won't. And don't worry about this. We'll figure something out."
"Thanks, Mom. You're the greatest."
"I know, sweetie."
"Mom!"
I hurried back out to my mower, my head in a spin. Holy shit. My daughter wants to fuck me. Jesus Christ on a crutch. I can't fuck my own daughter. That's incest."
I wondered if any of my friends that had daughters Jen's age they were fucking. I wondered what Sue was thinking. Surely she wouldn't be OK with it. Would Jen put a move on me when Sue was off somewhere? What if I did fuck her. Would it mess her mind up so she would never have a normal relationship in the future? What if we did it and she got knocked up? If Sue did give Jen the go ahead, how would I know. Would I do it if she did. If she did make a move, should I reject her. How would she handle the rejection. If I did start fucking her, could I handle two women. Imagine me, being double teamed by my wife and daughter. The possibilities of this going bad were off the scale.
I decide to wait and see what they come up with. I'll just watch. I'm sure I'll notice any change if I pay close attention. Once I know what they're up to, I can go from there.
Way back in the recesses of my mind was an inkling that Sue was going to OK this and my sweet daughter would be going after my cock.
The first hints were so subtle I really didn't notice. Jen usually wore a t shirt and panties after her shower at night. Then I caught it. She would pull them up in her butt crack. When she would walk away she would do something with her hair, lifting her t shirt. I got the full view of her sweet little ass. I wasn't positive, but it was still a hint. A few times she did it facing me with her panties pulled up into her pussy, showing me her camel toe. A couple of time with that and I knew it was on.
The next move she made was asking me for a cuddle when I was in my recliner. She was so cute, like a little girl asking.
"Daddy, can I have a cuddle, Please."
"Of course, sweetie." And I would pat my lap.
She would sit across my lap with one of her firm titties against my chest. She would lay her head on my shoulder and gently breathe on my neck. I knew Sue had told her to do that. It was one of my hot spots. Along with the neck breathing she would wiggle a little trying to get me hard. Well, it worked. When she got up and I saw her glance at Sue with a sly little smile.
This went on for a few days and then she raised the ante. Where my recliner was, I could see down the hall to the bathroom and bedrooms.
One evening she came out of the bathroom with a towel on her head drying her hair. She was completely naked. I got the back view of her beautiful legs right up to her naked ass. She got to her door and dropped the towel on the floor. She bent over stiff legged and picked it up. I could see all the way to Philadelphia and it was all good. There was no hair showing so I guessed and a total shave or a landing strip. I kinda hoped for the total shave. That happened three more times and then came the clincher.
"Honey, Sis called today. She wants me to come and visit for a while. She got a bonus at work and wants me to help her revamp her wardrobe."
"Oh god, not that. You two in the mall will bankrupt me. Please, not that."
She put her arms around me and rubbed her titties on me. When she stroked my cock, I gave in. Actually, I made her work for it. I would have said yes anyway.
"When you going?"
"Tomorrow is Friday. I'll leave after you get home from work. It's only an hour to her place. She wants to go out for dinner. You and Jen can come up with something."
I almost choked when she said, 'come up with something.' I knew in one or two days Jen and I would be running around the house naked.
When Jen mentioned it she said: "Don't worry, Daddy. I'll take care or you." My cock twitched at that thought. I was going to be getting some sweet, tight, virgin pussy. That made me think back to when I got Sue's cherry.
