This is a work of fiction. All characters are 18+. The story involves themes of Incest, BDSM, Dominance/submission and bisexuality. If any of that offends you, just move on to the next story. Comments, Favorites, and Ratings are appreciated. Thanks.
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We decided that we wouldn't have Jillian come to visit, until her lingerie, breast forms, and wig were delivered. Dad seemed both disappointed and relieved. He's very conflicted and confused about Jillian. I guess we all are. It's strange, realizing your father has multiple personalities, a Dissociative Identity, as my mother, the former Psych Major says. It's even weirder when, you feel a strong sexual attraction for your Dad's female personality, like I do.
Mom instructed Dad and I to go shower upstairs. The shower near my bedroom is a full shower. There's no tub in that bathroom. But there's more room for two people in the shower. Mom and I have experimented with both. The traditional Tub and Shower combination in their Master Bathroom downstairs is cramped, and the tub is a little slippery too. Mom said that Dad and I could play with each other, but weren't allowed to cum without her permission.
We were nervous, showering together. It was something we had never done before. But, Dad asked if he could kiss me. I leaned down, and said it was OK if Dad wanted to kiss me.. And when he did, he closed his eyes. So I closed mine too. And we necked for a while in the shower. It was interesting and exciting, evidenced by my hard cock pressing against Dad's belly. Dad broke the kiss and held my cock.
"This is nice," he said.
"Do you mean, my cock, Red?", I asked. I called my Dad by his submissive nickname.
"That's nice too, Master. I just meant this feeling of closeness. I guess this is Gay, me getting excited by holding you and kissing you and touching your cock, Sir. But, you don't make me feel sick and dirty like Nick always did. If this is Gay, I don't really mind."
"We don't have to talk about your brother, Dad. He's an asshole."
"You're not, Sir." Red leaned forward and took my nipple in his mouth. He swirled his tongue around it, and then bit the tiny button. I gasped. "Is this all right, Sir?" I guided his head to my other nipple. Then got some shampoo and started lathering our hair, first mine, then his. My Dad laughed. But then he spat. "Oh, crap. I got shampoo in my mouth," he yelled. He was laughing. He turned around and opened his mouth to the flow of water from the shower. He rinsed his mouth and spat it into the drain. "I'm sorry, Sir. That's not very sexy at all!"
I laughed, "That was my fault, Red." I spread my legs and pressed my cock against the cleft of Dad's smooth, hairless butt cheeks. "I think this is very sexy, Dad. You've got a great fucking ass!" Dad is shorter than me. I'm about 6'2" tall, and Dad is just 5'9". He's about the same height as my mother. Dad is also much thinner. Not scrawny, but lithe. He probably weighs under 150 pounds. I'm on the brawny, muscular side of the spectrum. I would probably weigh 215, if I was really in shape, but I'm not bad looking for being around 220 to 225 pounds. I could weigh 225, but more of my bulk should be muscle.
Mom and I had discovered a problem with sex in the shower. I either have to lift her up to the height of my cock. Or I have to crouch. One way is a strain on my arms, and the other is eventually a strain on my legs. I spread my legs and hunched and pulled my Dad back against my groin.
"Oh, God, Master. Your cock feels so hot, pressed between my butt-cheeks!"
I leaned forward and whispered in my "Do you want to feel your son's cock spreading those ass-cheeks and fucking you deeply, Pops?" I reached around and grabbed Dad's cock. He had already cum twice today, but he was back to full erection. For a guy in his mid-forties, he had a lot of sexual stamina. Maybe he was using boner pills.
"Yes, Bobby! I do. But your mother would kill us if she wasn't here to watch!"
The semi-transparent door to the shower folded open. My mother was standing there, naked, holding some towels. "Then it's a good thing I'm here," she said.
My father and I both jumped, startled. I shouted, "Jesus, Mom! You scared me half to death. Haven't you ever seen 'Psycho'?"
My mother was giggling, laughing hysterically is more like it. She dropped the towels on the floor to catch the spray from the shower on the floor. Her nearly flawless, firm body was revealed, from her perfect, full, medium sized tits, to her beautiful, fully shaved, waxed and bare cunt. Her auburn hair cascaded around her shoulders. "Sorry, Boys, didn't mean to scare you."
