Family Bonding Ch. 03

Emma and Vincent kept fucking like rabbits in the following weeks. They seized every opportunity to fuck each other in every room of the house. And I let them do whatever they wanted. It was a newfound sensation for all of us after all.

I found them in each other’s arms whenever I came home. Vincent’s dick was in his mother’s throat most of those times. He couldn’t get enough of her lips wrapped around his dick, and she loved pleasing her son.

One day I came home and Vincent was playing some game on his gaming console sitting on the couch. And Emma was on her knees in front of him and she was casually licking and sucking his cock like she was playing with a toy. The sight was fucking hot. Maybe the hottest thing I ever saw.

Treating his own mother like a sex slave, like she only existed to receive his seed… My blood boiled because of both anger and arousal every time I witnessed it. But Emma loved it as well so I didn’t interfere. Besides, it wasn’t always like that of course. It was just a sexy play between them, Emma being an obedient lover and Vincent using her for his own pleasure.

But that fact didn’t reduce my excitement. So I immediately dropped my pants and positioned myself behind Emma. I entered her from behind without warning and fucked her like an animal as if I was punishing this slut.

And another day when I came home, Emma was obviously trying to cook in the kitchen but Vincent’s dick was in her pussy from behind and he was thrusting into her with great intensity as she lay facedown on the kitchen table.

I waited until he finished inside of her. Emma was tired a little but I didn’t care. I approached them and made Emma drop to the floor on her knees. I fucked her face and spilled my seed into her stomach.

I couldn’t walk around the house without getting an erection because of those two. Most of the time I joined them. ‘The more the merrier’ was literally our family motto.

The only condition was we would do it only if Lucy wasn’t home. We warned each other that even implicit insinuations were forbidden around Lucy.

But as much as we were careful, you can’t hide something for a long time from the people you live together. And it wasn’t so long before Lucy came to talk to me.

Vincent and Emma were out one day. Lucy and I were alone in the house. She came to me when I was killing time in the living room.

“Dad?” She called me.

“Yes?” I looked at her. She seemed nervous.

“Can I… can we talk about something?”

“Of course, honey. Come sit.” I invited her to sit beside me. “What is the problem?”

She sat on the couch. “I…I don’t know how to tell you.” She avoided my eyes.

I took her hand in mine. “You know you can tell me anything. I wouldn’t judge you. You know I’m not that kind of father to you.” A lot of scenarios seeped into my mind. What was it that she wanted to talk about?

“I know.” She began to talk. She seemed to gather her courage to say it. Eventually, she revealed, “I-I’m aware of Mom and Vincent. And I know you are included in it as well.”

I froze. My mind took its time to process what she said. ‘She knew?’ I began to panic. Sweat formed on my back and forehead. “What… what do you mean?” I tried to counter by feigning ignorance.

“You don’t have to pretend, Dad. I’m not mad or anything.” She assured me.

“You are not?”

“No. I mean, I was confused, angry, and disappointed at first. I didn’t know what to do. But then, when I thought about it a lot, I made peace with it.”

I was speechless. I didn’t know where she was going with that. So I waited for her to finish.

She continued. “I made research about it on the internet. I was afraid that maybe you had some kind of mental disorder. I mean all of you. But I learned that there are a lot of people with this…kink. And at some point, I started to get interested in it too.”

I was shocked again. “W-what do you mean?” I asked once more.

Her face flushed and she avoided my gaze again. “I-I want it, Dad. I didn’t do it yet and I want it to be with you. It will be my first time.”

Even in my wildest dreams, I never thought I would hear something like that from my sweet daughter. The daughter I loved and cherished. She was proposing I take her virginity now.

I always loved children, but I liked girls a little more than boys. So when she was born, I was the happiest man in the world. I spoiled and pampered her while she grew up to be a gorgeous young woman. There was a more special bond between us, just like the bond between Emma and Vincent.

I remained silent. I could see she was growing more nervous with every second. She was fidgeting and playing with her fingers, and she was not able to look me in the eyes.

Gathering my thoughts a little, I asked. “Honey, are you extremely sure about that? Please, don’t rush it. You don’t have to do anything just because we are doing it.”

“I know, Dad. Y-you wouldn’t force me to d-do anything. But I really w-want it.” She shyly replied.

I pondered for a while. Vincent fucking Emma was one thing, but thinking about my little sweet daughter in that way made me a little uncomfortable. She was always innocent and demure in my eyes.

But at the same time, exactly because of her personality that I gave her in my mind, even imagining it made my dick rock hard. I wanted to see her horny side. I wanted to see her expressions as I did the unspeakable things to her. Man, I was one depraved son of a bitch.

She saw my bulge and smiled shyly while averting her eyes. I was embarrassed a little and tried to hide it with my arm. But she looked at me and said, “You don’t have to hide it, Dad. I just said I wanted to do it with you. And it makes me happy to see you interested.”

“Honey, you know I can’t give you an answer now. I need to discuss it at least with your mother.” I informed her.

“I…I understand.” She said a little disappointed.

I gave her an encouraging smile. “Don’t worry, honey. Your mother will agree to it.”

We talked some more and eventually Vincent and Emma returned. I told Emma we needed to talk. And at night, we were in our bed.

“So what is it? You made me worried a little.” Emma began to talk.

“Lucy and I talked while you were out. She knows about you and Vincent.” As soon as these words left my mouth, the color drained from Emma’s face. So I immediately added. “But don’t worry. She is not mad.”

“She is…not?” She asked unbelievingly.

“No,” I replied. “In fact, she wants to join us.”

Emma showed the same shocked expression as I did earlier that day. “Are you…are you serious?”

“Yes,” I replied. She was stunned for a while. “She said she is a virgin, and she wants me to be her first.” This got her only more shocked. “I told her I needed to talk to you.”

Emma thought for a long time as I waited for her answer. Eventually, she agreed. “Okay. If that’s what she wants, then let’s give it to her.”

Of course, she was going to say yes. She would be a big hypocrite if she didn’t.

After that day, I played the role of a mediator between Emma, Lucy, and Vincent. Finally, we decided that Lucy and I would do it alone because that was Lucy’s wish. It wasn’t like Emma and Vincent weren’t gonna fuck in a hotel to take advantage of this opportunity.

A few days later, it was time to make it happen. Vincent and Emma left to fuck in somewhere I didn’t care. My focus was on Lucy and we were alone in the house. She told me to wait in the bedroom.

So I sat on the bed waiting for her as I leaned against the headboard. I thought she was probably trying to gather her courage, or maybe wearing a sexy underwear if I was lucky.

I was actually nervous. The things I wanted to do to her excited and scared me at the same time. The things I wanted to do to my sweet, dear daughter…

My waiting finally came to an end when she opened the door and got inside. I looked at her in a daze because of her appearance.

‘Holy shit!!!’

She was wearing a black transparent babydoll and her beautiful legs were clad in a thigh-high black stocking, making her legs look extra exquisite. Her long auburn hair cascaded down on her back and shoulders, attracting attention to her pale face that was a mix of me and her mother. There was also a sexy black choker around her neck.

Again, never in my wildest dreams I would imagine seeing my daughter in that outfit one day. I would say it was a dream come true if I dreamed about it before.

Lucy wasn’t too lean or too pudgy, just the right amount of fat to accentuate her womanly curves. And this outfit made her look even more feminine. She definitely evoked my most primal instincts. Some part of my male brain was screaming at me that I found a perfect breeding stock.

She fidgeted as she avoided eye contact again. She was truly a perfect mixture of cuteness and sexiness, just like her mother. My already rock-hard dick was trying to break through my boxers upon seeing that view.

I took my time to appreciate her extremely feminine appearance as she nervously waited for my response. Eventually, I beckoned her to come to bed. “Come here, honey.”

She slowly approached the bed and climbed it to sit, but I grabbed and pulled her onto my lap with a swift move. She yelped a little as she straddled me. I grabbed her plump ass with both hands and gave it a tight squeeze. She moaned softly.

“Look et me, babygirl.” I ordered and she obeyed. Our eyes locked as I kept rubbing her voluptuous ass. “Are you embarrassed?”

“Well, it’s hard not to be.” She honestly replied. “I’m afraid you wouldn’t find me good enough.”

“Fishing for compliments, are we?” I smiled and teased her. “But believe me when I said this. You are extremely sexy and I’m using all my willpower to hold back from ravaging you right now.”

Her face flushed as she looked away again. “You d-don’t have to hold back.” Her eyes met mine again.

“So you love it a little rough, mmm?” I teased again. ‘Like mother like daughter,” I thought.

“Well, I don’t know for sure since I didn’t experience it before.”

“Let’s forget about it for now. The time will come when we will experiment about what you like and don’t like, but it’s your first time right now.” I told her.