This is another story about family Incest. Everyone in this story is over the age of eighteen. No one was ever forced or pressured to participate.
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The next morning at breakfast things were surprisingly normal, everyone was cheerful but what happened the night before was obviously on everyone's mind. I knew it wasn't because anyone was embarrassed or feeling guilty; it was really quite the opposite. The feeling was that the three of us were completely relaxed and okay with it. What took place in my parent's bedroom that night had a definite impact on our family. All three of us were affected by it; each in our own way. I came to the conclusion that mother now had another man that she could have frequent and very uninhibited sex with Father was free to enjoy his wife on a new and deeply erotic level that included acting-out some of his long-held, and deepest, fantasies. The strongest included watching as his wife as she was being enjoyed by another man. For me, I was wildly fortunate to be having frequent sex with an erotic, beautiful, sensitive, mature woman any time, and almost any place we wanted. The fact that she was my mother...I admit that that was even more of a turn-on.
What had happened in their bedroom the night before was well-planned and certainly not a shock to my parents; after all, they were the ones who set it all up under the guise of teaching me about sex. What I didn't know was that for years they'd talked, and even fantasized, about expanding their sex lives to make it more enjoyable by stretching the limits. This included exploring sex with other couples and even singles but for various reasons they just hadn't acted on it before.
We'd finished breakfast and dad and I were still sitting at the small kitchen table as mother cleared the last few dishes. The three of us chatted as if nothing had changed; just a normal morning. Once, as mother bent forward slightly her robe opened enough that I caught a quick glimpse of her naked right breast and nipple. My stomach tightened with lustful excitement but I tried not to let it show. When everything was done mother left the kitchen and dad and I continued to sit at the table making small talk about nothing important. Dad was wearing his usual weekend attire consisting of a bathing suit and a t-shirt. Our conversation so far had politely skirted around what happened in their bedroom the night before. After a lull in the conversation dad looked directly at me and with a slight smile said, "How did you enjoy your lesson last night?"
It was a simple and direct the question, typical of him and I was relieved that the subject had finally been raised even though I didn't quite know how to answer it, "Um, fine," I said awkwardly.
"Just fine?"
"Um, no it was incredible...everything was incredible...really," I said.
"Well, I have to tell you that your mother and I thought so too. It was good sex for us and we'd like to do more if you're okay with it," he paused for a moment looking directly at me. "Your mother and I have always had a good sex life but often there were times that she needed more than I was able to give her, but she never complained. In the past few years she seems to need more and more sex." He paused. "A few things have happened that made us make the decision to do what we did last night. We were pretty sure you'd be okay with it."
I wondered what he meant about a few things happened, but didn't ask. I knew I'd probably find out later anyway. "I'm very okay with what happened...I loved it!" I said enthusiastically. "When you first told me in my room, I guess I didn't really know what to think, I mean I thought I'd be embarrassed watching you and mom having sex but I wasn't. I couldn't believe how good everything felt...mother was incredible—I wasn't embarrassed at all."
He nodded. "Your mother is a very sexy woman and she loves and needs a lot of sex." He looked down at his hands for a moment before looking back at me and saying, "We've talked about having another man or a woman or even a couple, join us but your mother's still a little reluctant about it. We both realized that you're mature for your age and the more we talked about it the more we thought it would be a perfect solution to have you join us for sex. It's fun and a good way for you to learn about sex from your mother and I. Your mother feels safer keeping it in the family." He smiled at me and winked as he added, "This arrangement will let your mother be more open to trying new things and getting a little more adventuresome...kinky," he said with a smile. "She's always wanted to experiment a little. Then he added, "She's on birth control so there is no worry about her getting pregnant. Another nice benefit of her being on the pill is that, since your mother doesn't like condoms, all of our play is bareback."
Dad took the last sip of his coffee. I was surprised at his complete openness about what happened. "I'll be very honest here," he said. "I was surprised that it was such a strong turn-on for me to watch and listen to the two of you having sex. It's been a long time since I've seen your mother as turned-on as she was last night and her orgasms were stronger than she's had for a long time."
"I loved it a lot, her body's incredible and it felt really good to fu -."I hesitated saying the word.
He smiled at me and finished my sentence, "Fuck her? It's okay," he said. "You can say it, that's what you and I both did...we fucked her! We fucked your mother. And believe me, she's a woman that can keep us both satisfied and cuming."
He stood up from the table taking his coffee cup and placing it in the sink. As he did I couldn't help but notice the large, and awkward looking bulge in his bathing suit that he didn't try to cover. Obviously, our talk had the same effect on him as it did on me.
"I'll be in the spa," he said before going out the kitchen door and onto the patio. We had no close neighbors near the back of the house and the garden behind the house afforded total privacy. I sat for moment thinking about what was happening and what dad and I talked about. I had the feeling they were holding something back and all I could do was to wait and see what happens.
I finally got up from the table and went to my bedroom. As I passed by the bathroom I heard mother taking a shower. I couldn't help imagining what she must look like as the hot water poured down over her naked body.
I'd made plans earlier in the week to go to the beach with my cousins Jason and Brianna; they're brother and sister and, even though I didn't feel like it, I couldn't get out of it. Besides, I actually thought it might be a good diversion from everything that had happened. I always loved going to the beach with them. The three of us went almost every weekend during the summer. Sometimes I thought the only reason I went was because I got to see Brianna in a bikini. Jason and I are the same age; Brianna is a year older than us. The three of us spent a lot of time together while we were growing up and the three of us have always been close, a lot closer than most cousins I knew. Brianna is pretty with long brunette hair and dark eyes. Her tender looking breasts were small and full and I could only imagine what they must look like under her bikini top. For as long as I could remember I'd hidden the fact that I had a serious, and I guess, harmless crush on her. The older she got the more attractive she became. I've spent countless hours fantasizing about her as I masturbated. I'm positive that Jason knew how I felt about his sister but he was cool about it and never said anything. Jason and Brianna spent so much time together that neither one of them seriously dated anyone else but that was their business.
When we got to the beach is wasn't very crowded and after setting up we went through the rituals of applying sunscreen to ourselves. As the day went on it was very relaxing and the sun and water felt good but I constantly kept thinking about what had happened the night before. What was it, I wondered, that made my parents decide to take me into their bed under the pretext of teaching me about sex? I didn't have the answer.
At times it seemed like it was all a very real dream and whenever I thought about it, my cock would start to get hard; forcing me to turn over and lay face down on my towel on the sand.
At one point Brianna went down to the water leaving Jason and I on our towels. Jason looked at me with a grin and quietly said, "Did you see that blond woman in the green bikini that walked by here a few minutes ago?"
"No, I must have missed her," I said.