A Family that Plays Together

“Oh fuck me baby. I’m fucking cumming.”

“I’m about to cum too.”

“Cum with me, in my pussy. Make me pregnant with our child.”

“Oh fuck, I’m cumming now.” when Julie, my mother said, ‘pregnant with our child’ is all it took to get me to cum right then.

“Oh yes baby, I feel your hot cum filling my pussy up. Don’t stop filling my pussy up. I want all of your cum in my pussy, fuck.”

That was a little over eighteen and one half years ago, before my mother and I ended up with a beautiful little girl.

My daughter/sister is a splitting image of our mother, when she was just a teenager. My mother/wife and daughter, Marcie, have the same strawberry blond hair, blue eyes, but Marcie is on the slender tall side, which is what I am, where mother is slender but short.

Marcie is as tall as her mother, that is five feet five inches tall, and I’m right at the six feet mark.

While Julie was carrying Marcie, her tits started getting larger, and after Marcie was born, Julie’s tits had gone from a size B cup, to a D cup, and when Marcie was sixeen years old, I had to take her to get new bras, and the cup size was a C then.

Let me back up here for a bit—-

Back before I was born, my mother had met a guy from another school and they dated for a little while, then when he got her pregnant, he up and left her alone, never to return again. When that all happened, she was in her last year of school, towards the end of the school year.

When mother’s dad found out about her being pregnant with the guy’s baby, he kicked my mother out of the house, and when he did that, grandma up and left him, and stayed with mother and me, till she died two years before mother, and I, went to bed together that started the family we have now.

Mother went out on dates with a few men, but she would not have sex with them, because she was afraid of them just wanting to do just that, and then be gone, and her maybe pregnant again, with no help to take care of the kid. When the guy’s started getting a little too pushy, she would dump them, so there were a lot of guys, which never got a second date with her.

I had gotten a part time job that paid fairly, but being part time I couldn’t help much, and mother wouldn’t let me give her more than a forth, of what I made each week . Once a month, I would take mother out on a dinner date, but it wasn’t at a big fancy restaurant, but some small privately owned diner, or a drive-in diner.

Mother and I talked to each other anytime at home, and when we would go out on the nights I would pay, I got her to talk more sometimes, but we still talked about everything and anything no matter what. It was on one of these dinner dates that mother started talking, about wishing she could have found the right man to marry, and have another child with, but she never found that right man. I buttered her up with how beautiful she was, and that I would love to marry her so we could have a child together, but it did take some time to convince her, as to how beautiful she is. It took me three months to convince her, that she is beautiful, and on my eighteenth birth day, which was the third month, things happened that brought us to making a baby together.

Where we are at now—-

Marcie came in the office door with one shopping bag in her hand, “I’m home dad.”

I could tell in her voice that something was wrong and as I turned towards her, “Hay babe. Want to talk about what is wrong?”

“As you all ways say, it might help, so I guess I would like to.” as she stepped on over to my desk and turned to lean against it, to face me better, “What is wrong with me, as a person?”

“What?” as I sat back in my chair and turn toward her more.

The whole time Marcie leaned against my desk in front of me, I was able to see the bottom side of her tits, with the cut off T-shirt she is wearing, and the skirt she has on barely covered her butt, and leaning against the desk, I could see the bottom side of her butt cheek on the one side, from my angle.

“While I was at the mall with my two friends shopping, we ran across my boyfriend Jason, and he was with another girl kissing her and all, like they are lovers, like him and I all ways did when we went out on dates. I managed to get him alone and asked him what the deal is, and he told me that she will have sex with him, where as I want to wait for the right man for me. Is anything wrong with me wanting to wait, for the right man for me, before having sex?”

“No, there is nothing wrong about that at all.” with a hard on from looking at Marcie.

“Well anyway, we are no longer a couple. He even tried telling me that I need to be a better person, or I will never find ‘the right man to have sex with’. Now what is wrong with me as a person?”

“Nothing is wrong with you as person babe. The one that needs to become a better person is Jason. If he cannot accept the fact that you want to wait for the right man to have sex with, then he is the biggest jerk around, as well as a few others I’m sure.” Then I held my arms out to her to come closer to me, which Marcie moved from the desk to my lap, and sat down side ways on one thigh, and put one of her legs across my other thigh, which gave me a view of her bald pussy.

Marcie then put her arms around my neck, “Dad I think you are telling me this just to make me feel better.”

“Yes I guess I am, but it is the truth, and you do not let anyone tell you any different. You are growing in to a very beautiful woman and just sitting here looking at you now, you make every young man and old men have a hard-on, just by looking at you.”

“Is that why you have one down there now?” pointing down between us.

“Yes it is.”

“Are you sure that it is because of me?” rubbing her leg against me.

“Yes it is because of you babe.”

“When you and mother first started having sex with each other, did you make her horny to where she wanted you, the way you wanted her.”

“She said she had some thoughts about me that she shouldn’t have as a mother, but when I started telling her how beautiful she was, and doing things for her that most boys hated to do for their mothers, I was doing them willingly, which it got her to thinking that maybe, she should let it happen and hope for the best. ”

“Do you know how she feels about what all happened after the first time, you two went to bed together?”

“She tells me that she wishes she had said something to me back when she first started thinking about having sex with me, or let me have my way with her back when I first started giving her all the hints by telling her how beautiful she was, and wishing the law would let us do what we wanted to do with another family member that we love so very much and all, so that she wouldn’t have had such a hard time delaying the end result, that was bound to happen like it did do, by the time it was all said and done.”

“You know she pretty much tells me the same thing too, but I wanted to hear your side of it.”

“Does she tell it better than I did?”

“Mm, maybe a little bit better. Did you know she saw you masturbating once, which is what made her start thinking about having sex with you?”

“She didn’t tell me till after we made love the first time.”

“So you didn’t know she saw you doing that, till she told you about it?”

“No I didn’t know till she told me that she had.”

“Had you seen her watching you like she did, would you have just kept stroking it, or would you have stopped?”

“I was hoping she would catch me, so I would have kept stroking it, and I would have invited her in to join me, or to help me out with it somehow.”

“Wow that is pretty hot. I asked mother what she would have done had you invited her in to help you out, and she told me she wasn’t real sure what she would have done had you done that. As it was, you were saying her name which is what lead her toward your room, and she just ended up watching because she was really horny after seeing your dick, but with you being her son, she would not go in for anything, but after that she couldn’t keep her mind off of your big cock, and masturbated to the visions of your dick, going in and out of her pussy.”

“I remember her telling me something like that too.”

“Dad if you don’t mind, I guess I’ll go and get out of these clothes and relax some before supper.”

“When your mother gets home, we may have some news about the resort she heard about down south.”

“I hope so. Then I will not have to look at that thing I was seeing. Really I’m glad we didn’t date for very long myself now that I know what a jerk he is.”

“That is the best way to look at it. Sounds like mother’s car pulling in.”

“Then I’ll just take my clothes off here, rather than go to my room to stip.”

“Might as well.” just as Marcie pulled her cutoff T-shirt up and off.

I stepped out of the office as Julie stepped through the door from the garage and then took off her shoes.

Julie had on a pull over blouse with a deep V neck that showed good bit of cleavage. No sleeves in it. You could just make out the bra she had on under the blouse. The skirt she had on stopped right at mid-thigh and buttoned up the front, with a split up the side, half the length of the skirt.

“You want something to drink dear?”

“I think an ice tea sounds good right now.”

“Yes I agree, it is what I had when I got home.” as I stepped into the kitchen.

As I was getting an ice tea for Julie, and refilling my glass, Marcie stepped into the kitchen and went to the fridge, and got her a soda pop.

“I see someone is relaxing some today.”

“I am now that I had a talk with dad, after returning from the mall.”

“Is there anything I need to know about the talk you and your dad talked about?”

“No not really. We just talked about boys being jerks and how they don’t deserve to have a good looking girl like me, to just use for their pleasure alone.”

“Now you’re talking babe.” taking the glass of ice tea I was handing her, “Thank you babe.”

“You are very welcome.”

“Now how about the three of us sit down and have a little meeting right here at the table?”

“Okay sounds good to me.”