It’s a story with stories about my mom, my wife, my two sisters, my daughter and me.
But what sets it apart is this: despite all the name calling, there are only three people in the story.
My mom was born in the mountains of Tennessee. Incest was a common thing in that dirty, poor basin. Being a virgin meant she had to be able to escape the clutches of her own brothers.
Mom never wanted to escape her father’s clutches. She was overjoyed when her father suddenly took her virginity. Their relationship lasted until ten years later when her father suddenly died in a mining accident.
I was nine years old when my father died. I always knew my mom as both my mother and my sister.
I never felt anything wrong about it either. That’s basically how kids in my area have all kinds of different titles with their relatives.
We migrated to a northern city when I was in my teens.
I was starting to get interested in women, but the girl I knew was the most attractive to me was my mom. I began to see her in a whole new light. We were often naked to each other, but never felt any shyness about it.
Mom’s breasts, a little small by today’s standards, were well proportioned and pointed. Her nipples were scarlet and when she turned around you could see those tiny little nipples like erasers on a pencil. Mom’s little ones were always covered with a handful of red pubic hair.
I’ve always slept in the same bed as my mom. Naturally for my age it was long overdue. Mom let me suck on her nipples if I had a nightmare or felt lonely, but it was just mother-son love not lust.
When I grew bigger, things started to change. When I started to have wet dreams, my mom always smiled and helped explain to me to allay my fears. I became very interested in my mom’s body and often pretended to be in pain so that she would suck on her nipples. Mom also noticed that my dick started to get hard whenever I went to bed with her. She told me that when I got a little older, she would teach me about sex.
When I reached 19, my mom started teaching me. First, he made me look closely at her breasts and fondle them. I learned how to fondle, lick and kiss them. When I aroused her desire, she let me suck on her breasts; then she let me masturbate while she watched.
Soon she began to teach me about pussy. She sat down in front of me, spread her thighs and peeled back her pussy lips so I could get a closer look there. Mom taught me where and how to lick and how to use my fingers to make her feel good. Just as I did what she taught me, mom always played with my cock with her hand.
We often came together. Mom taught me how to do a 69 and made me feel like I was in heaven.
Eventually I started learning to make love.
Mom was never about birth control. Mom’s philosophy was: if you don’t think it’s right to have a baby with your lover, then you shouldn’t have sex with him/her. So, from the first time I penetrated Mom’s pussy, I didn’t wear a condom.
Some may say we are not responsible, but we have a different perspective on this. What my mom taught me was to be responsible for myself and to make sex a part of love. That’s.
“If you don’t love that person, then don’t have sex with him/her.”
When we started having sex a year later, mom was happy she was pregnant. I was proud of that too. I tapped on my mom’s/sister’s tummy and hoped that she would grow up soon. I was so happy when my Laura was born, and I happily described my relationship with her.
She is my daughter, my sister, and my nephew. I still plan to give her a new title someday ∶
My wife.
I guess all daughters don’t steal their fathers’ hearts like Laura won mine all over. She was so beautiful and sweet, even when he was a little kid.
Of course, times have changed, and I know I can no longer have Laura the way my father had my mother. I tried to maintain a non-sexual “father/daughter” relationship. But she would one day bring that into our midst.
When Laura turned 18, Mom and I explained our kinship to her and told her we weren’t ashamed of it. We were silent about it simply because of the law.
A few days later, Laura asked me to teach her “love”, just like my mom taught me.
At 18, Laura was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen, and I even thought that in this world she was created just for me. I told her I loved her and asked her to marry me. I told her that I had prepared a new domicile for her through an acquaintance and that no outsider would know the truth as long as she wanted it.
Laura immediately said yes to my proposal.
We were married soon after, with Mom as our witness. Mom then refused to go on a honeymoon with us and moved back to Tennessee so we could have a “normal” marriage.
On the night of the wedding, I kissed Laura deeply with her passionate response.
“Daddy, how I loved you when I was a little girl! You had me at all times!”
I slowly and carefully undressed her, avoiding seeing her naked body all at once. Because I wanted to restrain my impulses well so that I could enjoy the pleasure of that fine view of her charismatic body on this incredibly beautiful evening.
I took off her shirt and now admired her wonderful breasts. She was still a little girl, only an A-cup bra, but perfectly shaped with deep red nipples. I licked that nipple and then sucked on her. Sucking almost the entire left breast into my mouth. I gently nipped there with my teeth and pulled back. Her nipple had long since hardened and was pulled up almost an inch long, as was her right side.
Now her skirt and panties fell to the floor as well. Her pubic hair had been shaved off, and her slit was as soft and smooth as a baby’s. Her words almost made me lose control.
“Okay, Daddy! I want you to know how much you missed out on by not raping me when I was a child! Now, Daddy! Take her!”
I wanted to kiss her little , but my daughter wouldn’t let me. She wanted me to enter her quickly without any foreplay.
As soon as I tore off my shirt, I pushed my hard prick into her pussy lips. Laura lifted her ass up desperately to take me in. I quickly pushed down hard and clearly felt her hymen being pierced as we finally joined together.
I started thrusting slowly, not wanting to cause her any more pain. She never screamed in pain and it wasn’t long before her ass began to move up and down in rhythm to match. I felt her pussy start to pump again and again, sucking my cock tightly.
“I love you… Laura! Daddy loves you so much… your little… is so tight… so hot… so good! Baby! … Daddy… can’t stand it anymore! I’m going to… cum…”
“┅Yes! Daddy… fuck me! Come in… Cum, Papa… Cum in your baby… Come, in your baby girl’s body… Cum in your daughter’s… Cum in your daughter’s… Come on! The baby you gave birth to wants to give birth to a baby for you! …”
I couldn’t control myself any longer and shot my cum into my daughter’s womb like a cannon. As I dazedly withdrew my limp prick from her little pussy, Laura used a pillow to prop her ass up.
“Do you realize what this means? Laura, do you want a baby that way?” I asked.
“I am your wife. I want to have my husband’s children and plan to have a large family! You had me with your mother, and she had you with her father. I think this is how our family will continue the next generation of family. Our mother told me that she told you the same thing: ‘If you don’t want your lover to have your children, then you shouldn’t be her lover.’ I don’t want us to be unable to enjoy the pleasure of the sex we just had anytime soon. But we are ready to make our love and our pleasure have a beautiful result.”
I loved her more than ever, and I was ready to teach her all the ways her mom used to teach me to make love.
The next night he asked me to lick her cute little .
Oh, my God! My baby’s little was so fresh, and it was flooded with so much delicious slime. I was ready to give her a good fucking. However, to my surprise she wouldn’t let me fuck her little mouth up her ass. She said she’d pick a better time to do all that pleasure.
One day about 5 months into our marriage, Laura came home from the street. When she entered she knelt down in front of the chair I was sitting in, pulled out my cock and started licking and sucking it. When my cock got hard she started moving her head up and down. She got faster and faster until I had to warn her that I was about to cum. And she didn’t care about that at all, still desperately sucking my cock. Finally I couldn’t take it anymore and a hot stream shot into her mouth while Laura swallowed them all.
It was the first time I had ever entered Laura’s mouth. I was surprised and asked her why.
“I went to the doctor. He gave me the best news: I’m pregnant, Dad! I’m going to have your baby! To celebrate the good news, Papa, come and penetrate your daughter’s virgin ass…”
From then on it became a routine: whenever Laura was pregnant, she would only let me cum in her mouth or in her beautiful little ass.
Now we have 8 children: 2 sons and 6 daughters.
Laura was sure that our children should be taught that we deserve the love of the whole and know our family’s understanding of love. She carefully controlled that only those who wanted children could enjoy making love.
Laura is starting her ninth pregnancy, but I’m not the father of the fetus, that’s my oldest son doing it with her.
This will be his third child. The first two he had with his sisters.
My 2nd son married my oldest daughter last year when she was pregnant with his 2nd child. She also has a handsome, strong older son and brother. Of course, that was my doing with her.
I have had children with my three oldest daughters and my fourth is expecting like her big sister.
I recently got my two youngest daughters virginized, but didn’t get them pregnant – but we’re all looking forward to that day…
I plan to have more daughters / granddaughters / great-granddaughters and to wait until they grow old enough… if I can live until they are 18 years old.
But then, changing social attitudes are also changing the age rules in our family life.
My youngest daughter complains that waiting until she’s 18 to have sex has cost her at least three pregnancies, or she would have had her son old enough to penetrate her little one.
I feel sorry for families who don’t have the love of a family, or who do have the love of a family but keep avoiding pregnancy.
They lacked a heart-stopping and heart-wrenching emotional atmosphere.
Make love with your child and have a child’s child with him/her.
*Haha! My first translation is finally done! But it’s so hard to translate! It’s so hard to translate!
A few days ago, I broke my leg in a car accident, and I am recuperating at home. Originally thought I could take the opportunity to pay off my debt. But the leg pain is unbearable, not a bit of literature. Just a few days ago, I pulled down many articles from the English web page introduced by ROSON, and it was very enjoyable to read them. I thought to myself: “I don’t need to think of a translation, I can just follow the instructions. Who knows, it’s hard!
I got halfway through an Auntie, Mom, and Me and couldn’t go any further.
I had to choose this shorter, but although light, I feel very appetizing and exciting. Love everyone to judge and criticize.
I look forward to more wonderful incest from all of you, so that I can be comforted in my illness.
Hugging Jade Hen with a broken leg