Come Together Ch. 05

Literotic asexstories – Come Together Ch. 05 by UltimateSin,UltimateSin A/N – I said at the end of a previous chapter that there’d only be five. I wrote this chapter and knew I’d have to write at least one more, so after this chapter, there will be a sixth and last chapter. Apologies that this chapter has taken so long but I’ve had trouble trying to figure out how to wrap all of this up without it ending up being another ten chapters long.

This chapter starts out a little wild but settles down afterwards. It had been on my mind for a while before I started writing it, so I thought I’d just write it and let you either enjoy it (hopefully) or perhaps not like it!

Editing and proofreading by OhDave1. My thanks to him as always.

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I’m the first one to admit that my life isn’t exactly as I imagined it even five years ago when I was a clueless husband unaware of his wife’s long-term infidelity. My life was now so much different to even the day that I had my ex-wife served divorce papers and she learned the truth about what I knew, what her sister had been telling me, and the subtle suggestion that I’d been intimate with her sister during the collapse of our marriage.

I still felt no guilt about the fact I had been intimate with Caroline during those last tumultuous months when I’d simply been waiting for the evidence to build up while waiting for Emily to turn fourteen so the chances of me having full custody stood an even greater chance. I knew Caroline had no guilt and no-one expected her to feel any. My wife had been cheating on me for years, and though two wrongs don’t make a right, what’s good for the goose is good for the gander. She’d lied to me for years. It wasn’t just about the affair itself. It’s constant lies that someone having affairs tells their spouse, and there were the lies not just to me but to her family.

But I never expected to be in the current position I was in. Many would find it strange considering that I thought I’d been monogamous with my ex-wife, only to find out I was an oblivious fool, but my relationship with Caroline from the start had been different. She confessed to having sex with her mother and her sister. I was now having sex with my daughter and my former sister-in-law. My son was having sex with his twin sister and his cousin.

“Oh my,” Mary moaned, my ex-mother-in-law currently on my lap, “Oh my, Mark. I never thought…”

“You loving his cock, Mum?” Caroline asked, sitting next to me on our lounge.

Mary’s smallish breasts moved with every bounce on my cock. She couldn’t stop smiling though there was also an almost continuous blush, as if she couldn’t quite believe this was happening. Leaning forward to leave a soft kiss on my lips, she then leaned over to kiss her daughter. “No wonder you’re always smiling,” she stated, “I haven’t had a cock this good in years!”

“His son isn’t too bad either,” Jessica stated, turning to see my son sitting back next to me, his aunt riding his cock hard and fast, “Still love your dick though, Mark.”

“I think we need to fill her up later, Dad,” Nathan suggested, “Front and back. Or end to end. I think she’ll love it.”

If you’re wondering where Alyssa was, she was on the floor with Natalie and Charlotte, my two daughters and niece busy pleasuring each other. Charlotte insisted she wouldn’t sleep with any man except me, and I think Nathan wasn’t particularly worried about the idea of never having the experience of being with his older sister considering he was usually with Alyssa and Natalie. But when Jessica asked him if he wanted a taste of an older woman, Alyssa agreed almost immediately, to my admitted surprise.

“Just one cock for now, sweetie,” Jessica stated, kissing my son on the lips, and the smile on her face suggested she was enjoying herself immensely, “Now I know why Alyssa and Natalie are so happy with you.”

Charlotte squealed behind Mary, leaning around her enough to see her younger sister was licking her pussy while Natalie had the strap-on sliding inside her. “Oh fuck,” Charlotte moaned, “Fuck me, Natalie.”

“I love your sister, Aly. She’s such a wanton slut sometimes.”

“Only a slut for Daddy,” she retorted, turning to glance at me, “Whatever Daddy wants…”

“We are a very unusual family,” Caroline said with humour, leaning over to kiss my cheek, “Ride him faster, Mum. You need to orgasm again.”

“I’m getting tired, sweetheart.”

“Hold onto me, Mary,” I said, waiting until she’d wrapped her arms and legs around me before lifting her up and carrying her through to my bedroom. Lying her down, we shuffled back together until we were in the middle of the bed, Mary moaning as we resumed making love. “Better?”

“I can’t believe we’re finally doing this,” she whispered, “I never thought Caroline would joke about something, but the idea that you’d… That you’d…”

“Why not, Mary? You’re a beautiful woman.”

“In her late fifties…”

“And?” I left my cock buried as I kissed her hard, loving it when she didn’t hesitate in kissing me back. She moaned again as I felt her hips move for a moment. “You still love sex, right?”

“I do,” she replied softly. Caroline walked in and lay beside us as she wanted to lick her mother’s creampie when we were done.

“You look beautiful, Mum,” Caroline added, “I love how you look when you’re freshly fucked. So content and happy with life again.”

Resuming our movements, Mary couldn’t help moaning loudly as her orgasm was building. I knew she didn’t have the energy to ride me again, but contorting her legs in the right place helped my cock rub along the right places while also ensuring I played with her clit. When I felt her pussy clench and she cried out, she near enough started to cry as her orgasm passed.

“I haven’t cum with a man in over a decade,” she said, her body continuing to shudder, “Keep going, Mark. I need to feel you cum in me.”

Mary received what she wanted a few minutes later, her entire face lighting up as she felt me pulsing away inside her. She wrapped her arms and legs tightly around me, and when I finally stopped moving, I felt her shaking again as this time she was having a little cry. I rolled onto my side and cuddled her, feeling her tighten her arms around me. “Just hold me,” she whispered.

Caroline cuddled her from behind. “You looked beautiful with him, Mum,” she said softly, “I’m glad you finally got to make love with him.”

“Thank you, Caroline. And thank you, Mark. You’ve made an old lady feel wonderful.”

Caressing her cheek, I met her hazel eyes before moving my fingers up to run through her vibrant red hair, Mary having no embarrassment in admitting to colouring it. As for her pussy, that had been going grey, so she just shaved it. When Caroline saw her shaved pussy for the first time a few years back, she couldn’t believe it, thinking her mother would have had an enormous bush. Then remembering that she’d been intimate with her sister for a long time, it all made sense.

Leaving Caroline to clean up her mother, Caroline wiggled her arse to entice me, I eventually slid inside her pussy as she enjoyed licking out her mother, Mary meeting my eyes as I gently fucked her daughter, blushing brightly as it was the first time that I’d ever seen the two being intimate with each other. I wasn’t going to keep fucking Caroline until I came, but when she needs my cock, she’ll usually get it.

Once Caroline announced her mother was all clean, moving forward so my cock fell out of her, mother and daughter shared an intense kiss, and the three of us headed back out to the living room. It was there that I found my son nailing his aunt from behind, while Charlotte was on her back in front of Jessica, having her pussy eaten and enjoying it quite a lot. Alyssa and Natalie were in a sixty-nine, apparently oblivious to everything going on around them.

“We are quite the family now,” Caroline murmured, wrapping an arm around my waist, “Who would have thought we’d end up like this?”

Watching Nathan filling Jessica with his cum impressed me as he kept fucking her for quite a few more minutes before he finally stopped and pulled out, collapsing onto his back. What amused me was that Alyssa and Natalie stopped what they were doing immediately, moving to clean up their lover. The love and devotion in their eyes towards my son had me smiling.

As for Jessica and Charlotte, well, the latter wasn’t going to lie there without at least one orgasm and Jessica was happy to give her one.

Agreeing to dress once Charlotte had orgasmed, and Nathan had cried enough, we gathered at the table, the girls opening a bottle of wine while I enjoyed a beer with my son. Caroline and Charlotte sat on either side of me, Alyssa and Natalie on either side of Nathan. We shared a glance and that nod men do when they’re respecting each other.

“I’m guessing this won’t happen too often?” Jessica wondered.

“I’m happy sharing Mark with all of you,” Caroline replied, “Though that depends on Charlotte too.”

“I don’t mind sharing Daddy with the family. The only reason I haven’t had him fuck my friends is that I’m still not sure how I’d react to seeing it. I love what we share, Caroline, and seeing you riding him on the couch was beautiful, Grandma.”

“Please call me Mary, sweetheart,” she asked, “Having you call me Grandma after what we all just did together… It’s not weird, but considering you’ve now seen me completely naked and having sex…”

“You saw me having sex too!” Charlotte retorted, giggling away to herself.

“I did, and you were beautiful. You all were.” I think even I blushed as Mary gazed at me with a dreamy look in her eyes. “I haven’t felt so good in years. I love the sex I share with my daughter, and I always loved the times with Caroline, but I feel invigorated after finally having a nice load of cum dumped in me.”

“And that service is available upon request, Mum,” Caroline replied, chuckling to herself. “As for you, Jessica…”

“I’ll have them both please!” she stated immediately, laughing away.

Clearing my throat, I looked around the table. “My only concern is about the relationships that make up the heart of all this. Yes, we can all have fun together, but it cannot be to the detriment of my relationships, and Nathan, you also have to consider your relationship with Alyssa and Natalie. Having fun between us at the table is okay, I guess. But I would be hesitant about adding any outsiders. That means the likelihood of me being with your friends is slim, Lottie. I know they’re somewhat aware that we’re together, but when reality hits them in the face, their opinions might change, and then we’re in a world of trouble.”

“We know, Daddy,” Charlotte said, “But the idea of watching you fuck my friends does arouse me.”

“Arouses me,” Caroline added, “Though it goes to the idea of fantasy meeting reality. I’d probably be insanely jealous while it actually happened.”

“What matters is family,” Mary stated, “I love what I share with my daughters, and Mark, if we can share that again sometime, I’d love it.”

“Mum, next time you get him all to yourself for an entire night. I’m sure Charlotte wouldn’t mind having me in her bed for an evening.”

“Break out the sex toys!” Charlotte exclaimed.

“What about you, stud?” Jessica asked Nathan.

“It would depend on my girlfriends,” he replied immediately. My son was smart and knew where his bread was buttered. “Are you not… I don’t mean to pry, Jess, but are you not interested in… Um. Caroline is with Dad and all…”

“I don’t want any other men,” Jessica stated, “You now know that I’ve been intimate with my mother for years, Caroline joined in for a while when she was single, and I’ve also enjoyed some fun with your father in the recent past. While I would still like the occasional bit of fun with him, there is another handsome man in this house who might like my company from time to time.”

“Um, maybe even we could join in,” Alyssa said, pointing between herself and Natalie, “There are plenty of ways the four of us could make it work.”

“Sweetheart, if you want me to eat your pussy, I’ll do it in a heartbeat,” Jessica replied, and I noticed Alyssa’s face colour as the idea immediately aroused her.

It had been a fun afternoon, and after we shared a dinner that consisted of pizza and sides, Mary announced rather early in the evening that she was feeling tired and asked if Jessica was ready to go home. Jessica was quite clearly horny and was probably up for a lot more, but as she’d driven her mother over, Mary promised her some affection if she took her home soon.

Walking her outside to the car, we had to be mindful of the neighbours. Hugging Mary tightly, she kissed my cheek and whispered her thanks into my ear. I whispered back that she was always welcome into my house, and if she was interested again, into my bedroom. She chuckled and assured me that would always interest her. As for Jessica, she moulded herself into my body and hugged me tightly, suggesting she would want some fun with father and son one day. I told her to give me a time and place and I reckoned we’d be there in seconds. That earned one hell of a laugh before she kissed my cheek.

Gathering in the living room back inside, my son had that satisfied look all men have after they’ve enjoyed themselves with a lover. Alyssa and Natalie cuddled into him, and I could see that despite his time with Jessica, the love he felt for his twin sister and cousin trumped everything. I knew neither girl would ask him to make the choice. They were a true threesome, and it was working out wonderfully for them.

Heading to bed later that night, Charlotte was already waiting for me in bed as Caroline had been in the shower with me. Sliding into bed, my daughter cuddled into me on one side, Caroline on the other. No surprise Charlotte’s hand immediately reached for my cock. I knew my daughter and she’d been horny all evening. “Got enough in the tank for me, Daddy?” she whispered into my ear. Feeling my cock grow in her hand, she kissed my cheek before sliding up onto my lap, moaning softly as my cock was soon enveloped by her hot, tight pussy. “Ooh, Daddy, it’s so naughty that your big cock is in your little girl’s pussy,” she said.

Caroline cuddled into my side, turning to kiss her forehead. “You okay, honey?” I wondered.

“Feeling loved as always. Focus on your little girl.”

“Yes, Daddy, focus on your little girl and her tight pussy. Do you love it, Daddy?” she asked innocently.

“You know how much I love it, sweetheart.”

Leaning forward to rest a hand on my chest, she really started to grind against me. “So good, Daddy. I love your big dick when it’s inside me. I love it when it’s in my mouth and down my throat, just aching for you to cum so I can swallow it down like a good girl.”

“You are a very good girl, sweetheart.”

“Always for my daddy. And because I’m his good girl, I love it even more when he’s inside my pussy, pumping away as he knows how much I love it when he fucks me. I’ll get into any position he wants, and all I want him to do is make me cum before he fills me with all his hot daddy cum, and one day, he’s going to fill my womb so I can have a baby.”

“Turns me on too,” Caroline whispered.

“Me three,” I grunted, “The idea of knocking up my own daughter…”

“Whenever you want, Daddy. I’ll stop taking the pill whenever you want and you can fill me with all your cum and put a baby in me. Our baby, Daddy!” Then she cried out as the orgasm slammed into her, barely able to keep herself up as she whimpered and moaned, not stopping for a second. “Oh god, that was a good one, Daddy. I love cumming on your big daddy dick.”

Caroline chuckled next to me. “I love how much it arouses her,” she said softly, “She gets off on the incest completely.”

“God yes. I love knowing that my daddy fucks me hard nearly every day. I spent so long waiting for the chance that I’m never going to stop loving him forever more.” Leaning forward, I knew what she wanted, running my hands down her back towards her arse. “Daddy, I need you to fuck me hard now. I need it because I’m a good girl who needs her daddy’s big dick just pounding her little pussy.”

“You’re a very good girl, Lottie. You’re my good girl.” Kissing the tip of her nose earned a giggle. “What does my girl want?”

“She wants her daddy to fuck her nice and hard before filling her up with all his hot cum.”

“Okay, sweetheart. Want to lie on your back for this?”

“I want to be walking funny in the morning, Daddy. No holding back on me!”

“Of course, sweetheart. Anything for my good little girl.”

She giggled as she lay on her back, gazing up at me with an intensity that I could only hope to match. Sliding my cock back inside her had us moaning together, placing her feet on either side of my head as she moaned again. She loved it when I practically folded her in half and absolutely slammed her. She felt it the next morning every time, but she’d practically skip around the house and the smile never faded through the day.

“Oh fuck, Daddy,” she grunted as I fucked her just how she wanted, “Fuck your good girl. Fuck her good.”

“You want me to clean you out afterwards?” Caroline asked.

“Depends on how tender I am,” Charlotte replied, leaning up to kiss me, “Harder, Daddy! Harder!”

“Jesus, Lottie,” I growled, but I did what she wanted, slamming my cock even harder. She winced more than once but urged me on. “Fuck…”

“Oh god, Daddy. My pussy is on fire! Nice and deep, Daddy. Give me all that big cock.”

“Close, sweetheart…”

Keeping her legs back, I moved them from over my shoulders, placing my hands behind her knees as I spread them wider. Her eyes lit up as even I felt my cock go even deeper inside her, enjoying the occasional grunt that escaped her as I fucked my little girl just how she wanted. Sometimes, she wanted sweet and tender, but other times, she wanted me to really fuck her hard. I knew she wanted to experience rough sex and perhaps even a little bondage. Charlotte definitely wanted to experiment with her father, and I knew she was also eager to do that with Caroline.

When I did finally cum, it took any remaining brain power to not collapse onto her chest immediately as I dumped what felt like an enormous load in her pussy. Letting her legs go, I rested on an elbow as I left my cock inside her, Charlotte needed kisses from her father as I knew she was already feeling it. Finally pulling out, I wasn’t surprised that Caroline was immediately down between my legs to clean me up.

“Need a little loving?” she asked my daughter.

“Always, Auntie,” Caroline replied, giggling to herself. She loved using titles in the bedroom with the pair of us. “Just be gentle. My pussy is going to be very sore tomorrow. Daddy fucked his little girl nice and hard.”

I loved watching my former sister-in-law and my daughter fooling around and, sometimes, genuinely making love with each other. I knew how much love and affection they shared. Caroline pleasured Charlotte enough to give my daughter an orgasm, and Charlotte always returned the favour, the pair ending up in a sixty-nine. Getting a little carried away, I was happy to lie there and just watch, not feeling the need to involve myself, both glancing my way occasionally and smiling.

Finally breaking apart, we all needed a shower as it was rather warm in our bedroom before we snuggled up into bed, Charlotte spooning back against me, how she loved to sleep with me when she had the chance, with Caroline lying on her other side, facing both of us.

After that day of what could only be described as wild family sex, things did calm down for a little while. We had to be careful regarding my youngest daughter and niece, as although they were now getting older, we still didn’t want to tell them the truth until they were eighteen. Caroline was convinced the pair were dating as there was never any mention of boyfriends, and I knew my daughter had no male friends at all.

Even though she was now sixteen, Emily was still completely my little girl, as much as Charlotte had always been. Most evenings I arrived home, Emily was the first to greet me, always wanting a long hug from her father, sitting down on the couch immediately so she could snuggle into me, and talking about her day. She might be awkward sometimes with others in the household, but with her father, she was still that precocious little girl at heart she’d always been.

Sometimes at night, I recognised when Caroline and Charlotte gave my youngest time with her father. Occasionally we’d just sit together while she was doing her homework, Crystal sitting on my other side. Crystal would occasionally let slip her own feelings about me as more than once she’d called me ‘Dad’. The first time she did, I hugged her and told her that I loved her and if she wanted to call me that title, I wouldn’t object. It wasn’t a name she called me constantly, but I worked to make her feel as special as my own children, and she started calling me ‘Dad’ far more often as time progressed.

As for her own father, neither she nor Natalie had seen him in years. Caroline had no idea where he was though. If we ever married, both her daughters would be too old to legally adopt, though I had looked into adult adoptions, and if they were both interested in legally having me as their father, I wouldn’t hesitate to do it for them.

It was a Friday night when I was sitting alone that I learned the truth first. Caroline and Charlotte were out together for the evening, as they liked to go out for a drink and a dance. Amusingly, they would head into the city and towards certain bars catering to same-sex couples, so they were not bothered by men all night. Nathan, Alyssa and Natalie would happily head out together all the time.

I didn’t mind a night to myself. Sometimes I’d catch up with friends, but honestly, it was nice just having the place to myself. Still thought that way even if Emily and Crystal or just one of them was home as they would usually never bother me too much. That evening, Crystal was out with some friends from her old school, leaving Emily by herself with her father.

“Daddy,” she said softly, turning to see her fidgeting in the doorway. I muted the game I was watching as I looked at her, “Daddy, can we talk?”

“Of course, Munchkin. Come here.”

Opening my arms, she giggled before skipping across the room and leaping onto my lap. Even at sixteen, she was a tiny little thing compared to the other women of the family. Holding her tight, she sighed happily. I knew she loved these nights when she had her father to herself. I loved them too as she was my youngest, the apple of my eye. Part of me wished she would never grow up.

“What do you need to talk about?”

“Um… So, Daddy, you know at school how we have sex education classes, and they explain nearly everything nowadays, including gender and sexual orientation and all that…”

“I’m aware. It was sort of similar when I was at school though things have definitely changed over the years.”

“Well, um… It’s left me thinking about… Um…”

“Take your time, Munchkin,” I said softly, cuddling her a little tighter, feeling her relax against me. She met my eyes and I saw the unconditional love of a daughter for her father. “Nothing you tell me will make me angry or upset. Okay?”

“Okay, Daddy,” she whispered, snuggling against me even more.

“Love you, Munchkin. I love it when we get this time together.”

“So do I, Daddy. I love you too.”

Every single time my little girl told me she loved me, I had to blink rapidly. I loved all my children, but I’d always been so close to Emily. Christine had shown absolutely no interest in her when she was growing up, and after learning what happened, the guilt was overwhelming. She’d had some therapy after I’d kicked Christine out of the house, but she proved her resilience as she was soon that same little girl growing up. It was a major reason why I’d never forgiven Christine. Treating me badly is one thing, but to treat your own flesh and blood in such a manner?

“Daddy, I think I like girls,” she finally said softly, “Or, at least, I like girls more than I like boys.”

“Have you got a girlfriend?”

“No,” she replied softly, “Well, maybe… Um… Crystal and I… We kind of date each other sometimes. Like when we go out, we’ll hold hands and cuddle, and we have kissed a lot. Is it wrong because she’s my cousin?”

“Not at all. Do you love your cousin?”

“Of course.”

“No, I mean do you have stronger feelings than that?”

“I’m not sure. We have talked about it. We keep the fact we’re cousins to ourselves ever since she started at my school, so that means we can act like girlfriends, and no-one says anything. Girls being together is far more accepted than boys at school.”

“Any interest in boys?” She snorted and that just made me laugh to begin with. “Guess that answers my question.”

“Boys my age are idiots, Daddy.”

“Emily, the best advice I can give is for you to love who you love.”

She giggled, leaning up to kiss my cheek. “Well, I love you most of all, Daddy,” she said softly, and I could only hug her tighter for that, “I want to live with you forever and ever.”

“You are a most unusual teenager, Munchkin. But I love you just as much.”

She eventually spent all night with me, happy to cuddle as I finished watching the game before I agreed to watch a movie with her. We were lying together on the couch, Emily fast asleep as she snuggled into me when Caroline and Charlotte walked in the door to find me half-asleep. When I woke up enough to see them, both looked ready to start crying.

“So utterly adorable,” Caroline whispered, leaning over to kiss Emily’s cheek, “You’d better carry her to bed.”

Placing her into bed a couple of minutes later, she woke up enough to want a hug and a kiss. Whispering her love for me again, I could only hug her that little bit tighter. “Stop getting older,” I whispered, earning a giggle, “You’ll always be my little girl in my heart, Emily.”

“Goodnight, Daddy,” she yawned, “See you in the morning.”

Charlotte was waiting for me in the hallway as I pulled the door shut. She moulded herself into my body as I cuddled her. “You have two daughters who absolutely love their daddy,” she said softly. Heading towards our bedroom, Caroline was already in bed and dozing away. Joining her in bed, Charlotte added, “You realise we all head out so you get time with her?”

“I’m not blind, Lottie. But thank you. I know how much Emily appreciates it too.”

“She’s always been D.L.G, Daddy. Daddy’s Little Girl. She’s always been that to you. But we all absolutely love our little sister, Daddy. She’s the heart and soul of this house sometimes.”

Cuddling Charlotte to me, I whispered. “I’m glad you think the same, sweetheart. Now it’s your turn for some daddy snuggles though.”

“The best sort of snuggles,” Charlotte whispered back.

Despite the fact our house felt crowded at times, it was peaceful most of the time. Caroline and I rarely had an argument. We had disagreements, but there was never yelling or shouting, the slamming of doors and all that other nonsense. Agreeing all the time would have been boring. We could both be hard-headed at times, but one thing we never did was go to bed angry.

Charlotte was just happy all the time. She was never jealous of the relationship I had with Caroline, and she was very much part of the relationship. Caroline absolutely loved my daughter in return, and there was never a hint of jealousy from Caroline. As for Charlotte, she admitted to feeling the occasional twinge, something Caroline expected and accepted.

I didn’t talk to Nathan or Alyssa about their relationship too often as it was none of my business. But there was no missing my twin children were head over heels in love with each other. Though still careful when in the presence of Emily and Crystal, when they had a chance to express their love, they were not shy in their affection. Add Natalie to that partnership, and I knew my son was aware of how lucky he was. I could see how utterly in love Natalie was with my son. I wasn’t exactly sure if she had that same level of feelings for Alyssa, and I assumed there was jealousy at times from both, but I rarely heard any arguments between the three.

It only felt crowded on the occasional weekend when my children had friends over. Whenever Caroline and I entertained, it was no more than two or three other couples. Any friends I otherwise had; I’d just meet at a pub for a few beers. Might have hosted the occasional barbecue, but I found I didn’t host too often as they were all aware of my living arrangements.

So life was great in the Jenkins household. Caroline was happy with our relationship. Charlotte was devoted to her father. My son was in love with his twin sister and cousin. And my little girl was continuing to grow up alongside her cousin, who now saw me as her father figure and loved living in a house with people who loved her completely.

The only outliers to the relationships in our household were with my other sister-in-law and mother-in-law. I didn’t bother with the whole ‘ex’ as I was in a committed relationship with Caroline and had even discussed with Charlotte the idea of proposing to her. The idea had ever so excited her though I had to temper that excitement by stating it was only an idea, and that I wasn’t sure Caroline even wanted to marry me. Everyone knew she was Christine’s sister, and we had been honest about everything that led to us getting together. Thankfully, nearly everyone understood and accepted our relationship, even if they did have a few questions.

Charlotte didn’t sleep with us every night as occasionally she had a long night of studying and wanted a night alone. It gave Caroline and I time alone. We’d normally make love and then enjoy some pillow talk, whether discussing serious topics on our minds, or we’d laugh and joke around.

“Mark, I need to suggest something.”

“Shoot.”

“You need to take my mother out on a date and spend the night with her.”

“Has she asked about it?”

“No, it’s something Jessica and I have been discussing. Would you be willing to do that?”

“What does your mother think?”

“We haven’t discussed it with her yet. I wanted to gauge your interest first.”

“I’d be delighted, sweetheart. Just tell me when. What about your sister?”

“Jessica? She hasn’t really mentioned anything. Would you take her out on a date too?”

“I’m aware of her feelings for me, Caroline. I’m committed to you and Charlotte, but I’m aware you’re both open-minded when it comes to Jessica.”

“I’m her little sister, and I love her so much, I just want her to be as happy as I am now,” she said softly, her fingers caressing my chest. Kissing her forehead, she cuddled into me even tighter. “Do you ever worry about all this?”

“Of course. I’m in a relationship with my daughter that could blow up in our faces should it be discovered,” I replied, “Our relationship could have caused all manner of issues, thankfully everyone’s accepted it as they can see how much I love you.”

“As much as I love you, Mark,” she replied, kissing my cheek, “I’ve always wondered if I should feel any guilt about the fact that I’m here now instead of her.”

“God no. After everything she did, you have no reason to feel any guilt whatsoever. Honestly, Caroline, the only thing I wish you’d done was give me all the information far earlier.”

“I know, but I wanted it ironclad. I only felt bad about the fact you were completely unaware for so long, but even Mum and Jessica supported what I was doing. They love you like a son and brother, and hated what Christine was doing to you. It’s why Mum never had a problem when we started sleeping together. She knew how much I loved you, but more than that, you needed my love to get you through those times.”

“And now you’re happy sharing me with your mother and sister…”

“We’ve never agreed to be monogamous when it comes to family. I love the relationship we share with your daughter. God, seeing you two make love sometimes, even I feel like I should step aside and leave you together.”

I pulled her closer, kissing her forehead. “Not happening,” I whispered.

“I know, but that’s how I sometimes feel. As for Jessica, we’ve had some fun together, and she isn’t after anything serious. You know she’s focused on her career and loves the relationship she still shares with Mum. And regarding Mum, as I said, she’s always loved you like one of her own, and I just want her to be happy. And when she was intimate with you, I haven’t seen her looking like that in a long time.”

“Okay, honey. Have a chat with your mother and we can organise something together. I’ll give her a call when you’ve organised it, and I’ll ask her out.”

“She’ll be giddy like a teenage girl being asked out by the boy she’s crushing on.”

I didn’t hear anything from Caroline for a couple of weeks, but I had that feeling she would have talked to her mother immediately about the idea. Figuring I might as well just make the call, I arrived home from work one evening, Emily cuddling me as soon as I walked in the door as always, and after greeting everyone else, I walked outside and made the call.

“Evening, Mark.”

“Hello, Mary. How are you?”

“Same old, same old. I’m looking forward to the day I can retire. Not for a while yet though.”

“I’m thinking the same but longer for me.”

“I’m glad you called, Mark. I feel we haven’t talked in a while.”

“Sorry, Mary. It’s just life at the moment. Sometimes feels like I barely get time to stop and take a breath.”

“I understand, Mark. You’ve got a busy house there, and though I’d love to visit more often, I don’t want to intrude.”

“Mary, you are welcome to visit whenever you want. We’d all love to have you over.”

“Thank you, Mark. I might take you up on that offer.”

“Anyway, there was a purpose for my call, Mary. Would you like to go out this Saturday night?”

There was silence for a few seconds before she whispered, “I’d love to, Mark. You’re… You’d really like to take me out on a date?”

“Yes,” I replied simply.

“Um… Doing what?”

“I’m thinking dinner and then dancing. Somewhere age-appropriate for both of us, unless you want to shake that fine bottom of yours in a nightclub.”

“God, I haven’t been taken out on a date like that in well over ten years, Mark. Sign me up! I’d love to go.”

“Great. I’ll pick you up at 5pm. Well, the taxi I’m in will pick you up. I’ll make some reservations for a restaurant in the city and then we’ll find a place to relax, unwind then perhaps enjoy a dance.”

“You realise I’m going to call Jessica and Caroline now, don’t you?”

“I’d expect nothing less, Mary. I’ll shoot you a message on Saturday morning to confirm we’re still on.”

“I’m going to tell all the girls at work tomorrow that a handsome young man is taking me out on Saturday. They’re going to be very jealous.”

“Would they know that I’m your son-in-law?”

“They’ll probably think it’s still a wonderful thing, Mark. My god, I’m already feeling giddy. Thank you, Mark. I’ll speak to you soon.”

“Night, Mary.”

Mary must have called Caroline immediately, as I was sitting on a chair outside when she wandered out and immediately sat on my lap, giving me one hell of a kiss. She didn’t have to say a word otherwise as she cuddled into me.

I’ll admit I was actually a little excited about taking Mary out for dinner. I’d known her for nearly twenty years by now and our relationship has always been solid. I’d given her four wonderful grandchildren, in addition to Caroline’s two that she doted on something fierce, and she had never laid an ounce of blame on me for my failed marriage to her other daughter. I was more than aware of the heartache she’d suffered with her ex-husband, not surprised it had left far too many scars on her soul for her to find happiness with another man. When Caroline confessed to the relationship she and Jessica had with her mother, I wasn’t terribly surprised.

Charlotte was also happy about the fact I was taking Mary out for the evening. Asking where I’d likely end the night, I figured going to her place would probably be for the best. “No, bring her home, Daddy,” she told me, “Caroline can sleep in my room.”

“Got plans for me, Lottie?” Caroline asked my daughter.

“I’m thinking a night of pussy and sex toys, Auntie. Maybe you can tie me up and be very naughty with your niece?”

“Still exploring and experimenting?” I asked.

“I’m still waiting for you to give in and give me the really rough sex I want from you, Daddy.” She cuddled into me, kissing my cheek. “And you know my arse is yours first too.”

“You’d better hurry up with that, Mark, as we’ve picked out a toy that she wants me to wear when I fuck her arse,” Caroline added, “But you get her virginity back there.”

Well, that was something to think about. I knew my daughter was open-minded in regard to wanting to try absolutely anything with me and trust me on this, she was online and researching things constantly. She wanted to do all of it while she was still young, admitting that after she’d had a couple of children, her focus would be on keeping me and our children happy, and though we’d still have sex, she was aware it would be a little different.

Waking up early on Saturday morning, I was outside after some coffee and toast as I wanted to mow the lawns and tidy up the place. Emily was now in her final two years at high school and being inundated with schoolwork. I’d normally find her studying on a Saturday when she wasn’t at her part-time job, happy to sit at the kitchen table sometimes, though more often than not, she was at her desk in her bedroom. Whenever I found her in the kitchen, I’d sit with her just to keep her company, always available to help if I could.

After showering later that afternoon, I got dressed, applied some cologne, and made sure I was neat and tidy before checking myself out in the mirror. I thought I looked good but left proper judgement to others, walking out into the living room where Caroline, Charlotte and Jessica were waiting for me.

“Wow!” Charlotte exclaimed, “You look hot, Daddy! Want to fuck me before you go?”

Caroline and Jessica both burst into laughter. “I don’t think we need to say anything,” Caroline stated, “But you look very handsome, Mark. Mum’s going to love the effort.”

“She deserves it,” I suggested, “I just hope she enjoys herself tonight.”

The taxi arrived a few minutes later, and I found myself escorted to the door by the three of them. Receiving a kiss on the cheek from each, they told me to have fun but to look after Mary for them. “And when you bring her home, make love to her,” Jessica added, “I mean really show her how much she means to you, Mark.”

“I will, Jess. Don’t worry.”

“Good. Mum deserves all the love we can give her. She’s a strong woman, but that bastard left so many scars. We’re healing them, one by one, and you’ll really help tonight.”

The taxi pulled up outside Mary’s house, walking up the path to the front door. Pushing the doorbell, I heard her call out before she opened the door and I admit I sucked in a deep breath. Her red hair was more vibrant than ever. She’d added light make-up to her face. Like many women her age, she’d had a skin care routine in the hope of avoiding too many wrinkles, and to be honest, apart from some crow’s feet, her face didn’t exactly show her age.

But it was the dress that made me smile. It was modest for a woman of her age, but the dark blue material clung to her womanly curves, and the neckline was perhaps lower than she’d normally wear, giving a hint of some marvellous cleavage, and her shoulders were bare. She almost chewed her bottom lip as I looked her up and down in silence.

“Do I… Do I look okay?”

“You look absolutely beautiful, Mary,” I replied, keeping my voice even, “I mean… Wow… Absolutely gorgeous.”

Watching her face light up was worth it as she stepped forward to kiss my cheek. Once she locked up, I took her hand and led her towards the taxi, opening the door so she could slide into the backseat, and walking around to join her. It was a smooth ride into the city, arriving at the restaurant around half an hour before the reservation time so we could relax before our meal.

I knew Mary was more nervous than she was letting on as she ordered a cocktail rather than a glass of wine. Crossing her legs as we sat side by side on stools, I couldn’t help but glance down her stocking-covered legs, moving my eyes back up her body until I met her eyes, appearing rather amused as she sipped at her glass.

“The fact you’re checking me out does make me feel better,” she said.

“You’re looking absolutely stunning tonight, Mary. I’m the one that should be nervous about having such a beautiful woman on my arm.”

She glanced away for a moment before leaning over to leave a soft kiss on my lips. Kissing her back, she opened her mouth slightly and I felt her tongue just teasing me slightly. Leaning back, she sipped at her drink but I could see in her eyes how happy she was. I knew that she’d tell Jessica and Caroline about our date and I wanted to ensure their mother woke up tomorrow morning happier than ever.

Sitting at our table a little later, we ordered two courses separately but she wanted to share a dessert. I figured out why. Conversation flowed ever so easily, discussing our lives, our family, our jobs, and we even broached the awkward subject of her oldest daughter.

“I know my grandchildren have nothing to do with her now, but when did you last hear from her?” she wondered.

I had to think hard about that question. “To be honest, I can’t remember. Charlotte, Nathan and Alyssa had nothing to do with her once custody was sorted out. They were already old enough to state they didn’t want to visit her and let’s be honest, Christine wasn’t particularly interested in having a relationship with them except as pawns during our divorce. And after everything that came out during the custody hearing, it’s obvious that Emily has had no contact with her whatsoever since the day she left. As for myself, I want nothing to do with her either. She turned up the night of Nathan and Alyssa’s eighteenth and they gave her pretty short shrift.”

Mary sighed as she took my hand. “I’ve got some news for you. Her behaviour hasn’t changed since she left. The guy she was living with has already kicked her out as she was busy being the corporate whore that she’s been for half her life it seems.”

I’ll admit that all I could do was laugh. Thankfully, Mary wasn’t upset by my reaction. “She was asking if she could move home. I told her to get stuffed. She’s made her bed more than once, she can lie in it. The fella she was with wasn’t you by any stretch. I have a feeling he was a means to an end for her. She treated your marriage like a joke and is now reaping what she sows. Caroline and Jessica want nothing to do with her, and I’m finding it very difficult to show her any empathy.”

“Honestly, I just don’t think about her anymore. My focus is on my family. And tonight, Mary, my entire focus is on you.”

Our first two courses were fantastic, and I enjoyed the reaction Mary was making to practically every mouthful. Moving my chair around when our dessert arrived, I took great joy in feeding her, eyes lighting up with every spoonful, leaning over to softly kiss her every so often. Her eyes sparkled in the candlelight, but it was the constant colour in her cheeks, the third cocktail definitely having its effect on her.

Paying up when we’d enjoyed an end-of-meal coffee, the place I’d chosen for us was only a short walk away, Mary wrapping her arm around mine as we slowly made our way there. Heading inside, it wasn’t too loud as we found an empty table, purchasing us a drink each before I joined her. The music was the sort aimed at people of our age rather than those far younger than either of us. She took two sips of her drink before wanting to have a go.

Moulding her body into mine, I enjoyed the scent of her perfume and her soft body against mine. When her hazel eyes gazed up into mine, and she smiled at me, I couldn’t help kissing her. Kissing me back, I tightened my arms around her as my tongue slid into her mouth. When she whimpered, we both smiled as I had a feeling my mother-in-law was very excited.

After dancing through a few slow songs, we only stopped when she mentioned her feet were getting sore. She might wear heels all day at work, but she was sat down for most of the day. Returning to our table, we finished our drinks, and I ordered another round.

“I can’t thank them enough,” she said when I returned, ensuring our chairs were close together so I could wrap an arm around her, “Charlotte and Caroline are so open-minded… And then there is you, Mark. That day we shared together… I couldn’t stop smiling for a month afterwards.”

“My only worry was about things being awkward, but whenever I saw you afterwards, you were so happy that I knew this might happen again.”

Resting her head against my upper arm, she wrapped her other arm around my chest. “I think we can admit that we love each other, Mark, but that we’re not and never going to be in love. I’m not expecting this to last forever. What you’re doing is in agreement with your daughter and my daughter. You’re all helping me feel better, putting a smile on my face, making me feel wonderful about myself once again.”

“Because you’re a wonderful woman, Mary.”

That earned another kiss that quickly grew more passionate with each passing minute. When she moaned softly, we had to break the kiss as we couldn’t stop smiling. “You want to get out of here, Mark?”

“Want to come back to mine?”

She was aware of what we’d all discussed, but I wanted to make sure it was what she wanted. “I’d love that, Mark. To fall asleep in your arms after making love…”

We kissed again, feeling her soft body mould into mine before I took her by the hand, and we made our way home after I’d flagged down a taxi. Arriving home later, Mary having ensured she spent the entire time cuddling against me, we entered our house to be greeted by darkness and near silence. Asking if she wanted a nightcap, she thought that was a wonderful idea, opening a bottle of scotch and pouring us a couple of fingers.

Polishing those off rather quickly, we stood up and I led her towards my bedroom. Closing the door so we would be uninterrupted, she turned around so I could help lower the zip of her dress, slowly lowering it down to find she was wearing a strapless bra, moving lower and finding the panties she wore suited the dress perfectly.

Stepping out of her dress, I quickly hung it up as she stood in her bra, panties, thigh-high stockings and heels. I couldn’t help marvelling at how sexy she looked and had to vocalise that thought. Her face lit up again as she was rather quick in trying to get my clothes off, kicking off my shoes and socks as my shirt, trousers and underwear hit the floor.

I didn’t expect her to join my clothes on the floor, resting on her knees as she gazed up at me. “I haven’t sucked a man’s dick in over a decade, Mark,” she told me, “My ex-husband… I stopped as soon as he stopped licking my pussy. Will you lick my pussy afterwards?”

“Mary, I’m sure Caroline has informed you of what I like to do with my lovers.”

Watching my mother-in-law wrap her lips around my cock, her hazel eyes gazing up at me, alive with lust and desire, I ran my fingers through her hair as she slowly bobbed up and down on my cock. I groaned more than once as I could feel her tongue busy working at the same time, and she loved to remove her mouth, stroking me slowly, talking dirty at me. That did surprise me, a smile forming on her face as she suggested all the naughty things we could do together until I tired of her.

“Hard to think I’d tire of you, Mary…”

“You’re far too sweet to me, Mark. I love you for it.”

“I love you too, Mary. Hand on heart, you’ve always been a second mother to me.”

“Sit on the edge of the bed, handsome. I need a protein injection before we make love later.”

She resumed sucking my cock, feeling her nose eventually bump into my groin as she took my entire length, Mary looking incredibly happy with herself that she’d managed it, before she really started to bob up and down, eager to make me cum. She’d kept me aroused all night, looking as sexy as she was, but it was on the dancefloor where she’d taken my breath away. Until my first time with her, I’d never been with a woman so much older than myself.

“Oh fuck,” I grunted, “Mary…”

She was ready for it, gazing up at me again and I could see the delight in her eyes, the fact she’d made me cum with just her mouth. That first spurt still surprised her, but there was no movement away, feeling her hand wrap around my shaft as she milked my cock dry.

“Oh fuck,” I groaned as it felt like my orgasm was endless, “Jesus, Mary and Joseph…”

Pulling back once she’d swallowed everything, she kept stroking my cock as she rested her head against my thigh, her eyes still gazing up at me lovingly. “Enjoy that, Mark?”

“I had no idea you were so talented, Mary,” I replied, offering my hand, surprising her slightly when I immediately kissed her, “Now I hope I can only make you feel just as good.”

Lying her back on the bed, I took off her bra first to unveil her breasts, her large nipples hard and eager for attention. She moaned as I latched on one of them, her hand immediately on the back of my head as I practically suckled at both of them. Suggested that she did love breast play but wanted something more, I kissed down her soft body until I reached her panties. Kissing her pussy over the damp fabric had her giggling, lifting her arse so I could easily slide them off, holding them to my nose to inhale her scent.

“Fucking hell, Mary. Your scent is utterly divine.”

“Lick my pussy, baby. Been way too long since I felt a man pleasuring me in such a way.”

I knew Jessica was her full-time lover, mother and daughter having been in what was little more than a loving lesbian relationship for close to a decade. I loved licking pussy though. Always had. Even Christine had loved that about me, the fact I’d loved pleasuring my wife. Caroline learned very quickly that I loved going down on her, and it was always part of our lovemaking. And as for Charlotte, I probably spent too much time licking her hot little pussy for my own good.

What I didn’t expect was for Mary to be smooth. When I mentioned that, she released another girlish giggle, admitting that she coloured the hair on her head and didn’t want the hair on her pussy a different colour, so she just shaved it off. I admitted it looked sexy as hell, her pussy already glistening with excitement, my cock already hard again as I couldn’t get enough of it.

Her moans of pleasure excited me further, spreading her legs wide so I could really get to work. Her taste was wonderful, burying my tongue in her pussy before I figured my tried and tested method should work with her as it had done with most women. Sliding a finger inside her made her moan. Adding a second finger made her moan louder. Her body started to move, her hips moving slightly.

“I love you,” she whispered, “Such a good boy, Mark. Looking after your mother like this.”

Okay, that idea turned me on more than I thought. I’d never been sexually attracted to my mother. We had a normal relationship. But adding that kink to having fun with Mary?

Oh yes! Oh yes please!”

“Does Mummy like this?” I murmured, “She love her son licking her pussy?”

“Please keep licking, baby. Mummy loves it so much.”

I found her special spot as she practically groaned, her pussy clenching tighter around my fingers, her clit now prominent and it was quite large, certainly something a man shouldn’t miss. Figuring out who she liked that pleasured only took a few minutes, and then she went off like a rocket.

“Yes, baby!” she cried out as she orgasmed, “Oh god… So good, Mark. Don’t stop! Mummy loves it!”

If everyone else was home, they now knew that their mother and grandmother was having a great time. And I didn’t relent on her, earning more loving moans and cries of delight, Mary pulling her legs back, her pussy now completely exposed as I fucked her harder with my fingers, my tongue now relentless on her clit. Her body shuddered through another orgasm, Mary almost whimpering as the pleasure coursed through her body.

“Don’t stop, baby,” she moaned, “Please don’t stop until I need your cock.”

“I won’t stop, Mummy.”

“Oh baby…” she stated softly, “Oh Mark, it’s too good.”

She enjoyed two more before she practically begged me to make love to her. Slowly kissing up her body, giving her breasts more attention, her fingers tenderly running through my hair as I licked and sucked at them again, I finally lifted my head so I could meet her eyes before kissing her. Pressing my cock against her, I easily slid inside, taking it nice and slow, watching her face and her eyes.

“My son’s inside my pussy,” she whispered, “You like Mummy’s hot pussy, baby?”

“I love being inside you, Mummy.” I couldn’t stop smirking as I had to ask, “You do this with Jessica?”

“Of course, baby. I love being with my daughter. And now I’m with you, Mark. Make love to me.”

The sex was wonderful, our bodies moving together as the sex was incredibly tender and loving. I felt her pussy tighten around my cock every so often, and she was tight to begin with. Feeling her legs wrap around my waist, her fingers gently stroked my back as I loved watching the reactions on her face to her thrusts. She loved feeling my fingers squeezing and tweaking her nipples, earning moans of delight.

I’ll admit I didn’t last too long that first time. Having licked her out for ages, and everything we had been saying, it had turned me on far more than I would have thought. When I warned her that I was close, all she did was beg me to cum inside her. She got what she wanted within a couple of minutes, grunting as I filled her pussy with what felt like a gallon of cum, my cock spurting over and over again. Mary loved the feeling, holding onto me tightly as she tightened her legs.

“That’s how you make love to Mummy, baby,” she whispered, “Fill her pussy with all your cum. All the way to my womb so I can carry your baby.”

“Fuck, Mary. That’s hot,” I admitted.

“Should have done this years ago. I could have carried your baby. Imagine Mummy having your baby.” My cock barely went soft as she certainly knew how to arouse me. “You love that thought, baby. Of Mummy’s belly swelling as she carries her son’s baby?”

Lifting my head to meet her eyes, I resumed thrusting, and her face broke out into a grin. “Fuck, Mummy, I’d love to have a baby with you.”

Her fingers moved to caress my cheek. “I love you, Mark,” she whispered.

Leaning down to kiss her, she kissed me back, whimpering as I upped the tempo of my thrusts to much harder and faster than before. “I love you too, Mummy,” I whispered back, “Loving your son’s big cock?”

“Best cock ever!” she exclaimed, “Baby, can I ride you?”

“Of course.”

Lying back, I was captivated by the sight of my mother-in-law ever so excitedly sitting on my lap before she sank down on my cock. Her hands on my chest, she knew how to ride me, that’s for sure. I couldn’t help myself as I continually played with her breasts. What I had learned during our first time being intimate was that she loved the position, and she had figured out how to orgasm, and feeling her orgasm on my cock again had us smiling at each other.

She kept riding me until she was too tired to go on, eventually leaning down to rest on my chest, my cock remaining hard as she loved it when I just stroked her back. Rolling her over, she spread her legs nice and wide as she just begged me to fuck her and cum inside her again. I barely lasted five minutes as having watched her ride and orgasm on me was simply too much, moaning in unison as she felt my cock pulsing inside her once again.

After showering together in the ensuite bathroom, Mary was unable to wipe the smile from her face, particularly as I took a lot of pleasure in applying soap to every inch of her body, she snuggled into me once we were back in bed. Wrapping my arms around her, I whispered into her ear again that I loved her.

“Thank you for looking after Mummy tonight,” she replied softly, “My pussy will be feeling tender again in the morning. But I want to make love before we get up.”

“Whatever Mummy wants…”

We did make love in the morning though only after I’d waken her up by licking that sweet pussy on offer again, earning soft moans of appreciation as she slowly woke up, giggling away as she lifted the sheets to see my head between her legs. “Love my pussy, baby?”

“Mummy needs to orgasm before getting up.”

After I’d cum inside her again, she slung on the robe she’d brought with her as we joined the rest of the family, only Emily and Crystal were not present as they were at a sleepover with a friend, not wanting the awkward questions of why her father and grandmother appeared to be sleeping in the same bed. Caroline and Charlotte couldn’t stop smiling at me while Jessica asked her mother if she could lick out her creampie after breakfast.

“I’ll make sure you have a fresh one as I’m sure he would be willing to make love again once he’s refuelled,” Mary suggested.

“Anything Mummy wants.” I noticed the eyes looking at me as I smiled. “Oh yeah, we went there, and it was hot.”

“Just like how I love it when I’m with Daddy?” Charlotte asked softly.

“Somewhere similar, sweetheart. Trust me, I’ve never looked at my own mother in such a manner, but it was a kink Mary and I both enjoyed last night.”

“Caroline, Charlotte, I now completely understand why you’re with him. I haven’t felt so loved by a man since… Well, certainly not since my ex-husband. There’s one man I fondly remember from before him…”

“The one who died, Mum?” Caroline asked.

“The one good thing about your father is that he gave me two wonderful daughters.”

“Only two, Grandma?” Charlotte wondered, no-one missing the smirk on her face.

“I have three daughters. The third is not wonderful. Anyway, even today, over thirty years later, I do wonder what would have happened had he not been killed on his motorbike. We had that sort of relationship where it was always passionate, and the sex… My god, the sex was, well, last night was a real reminder of what I once had.” Taking Mary’s hand, she gazed lovingly at me. “Thank you for that, Mark. I try not to think about him too often as, even over thirty years later, it still hurts to think about him sometimes.”

Mary was soon hugged by everyone as she did become a little upset. As soon as we finished breakfast, I took her hand and led her back to the bedroom to make love again. This time, though, it ended with humour as Jessica eagerly joined us, Mary suggesting I make love to her daughter while she licked her pussy. I shook my head, not wanting to be with anyone but Mary that weekend.

“Baby, Mummy wants you to look after your sister. Will you do that for me?” she asked.

Jessica gazed back at me. “I want my big brother to slide his big cock inside me,” she added softly, “Fill my pussy, big brother. Pretty please?”

Watching Jessica licking my cum out of her mother’s pussy was beyond arousing. Once Mary had another orgasm, she cried enough so Jessica lay next to her mother as I slid my cock back inside her. “I love you, Mark,” Jessica whispered, “Not like Caroline…”

“I know, Jess. You know I love you too. But I’m glad you have Mary.”

“I love everything I share with my mother. But I’m glad we both get time with you. It’s why I love my sister so much.”

Caroline walked into our bedroom a little later to find her mother cuddling to one side, and her sister to the other. She joined in by first taking my cock in her mouth to get me nice and hard before sliding down it and lying on my chest. “Have fun this weekend, Mum?”

“Thank you for everything, Caroline. I’m lying here with him, wanting to pinch myself that it actually all happened.”

“You know you both can have him whenever you really need him.”

“What about Charlotte?”

“Mum, she’ll probably want to join in sometimes. She’s a little exhibitionist at times and would love nothing more than for both of you to watch her father fuck her.”

Finally getting up and dressed, Mary and Jessica were in no hurry to go home, and I enjoyed having them in our home for as long as they wanted to stay. Emily and Crystal arrived home, and the two girls still loved having their grandmother visiting. So much for sixteen, near seventeen-year-olds not wanting to hang around their grandparents and other relatives.

Emily found her way onto my lap as usual, noticing all the other women, even Alyssa, smiling as Emily cuddled up to me as always. “Enjoy your sleepover?” I asked.

“Just me and some girls, Daddy,” she replied softly, wrapping my arms tighter around her.

“No boys?”

“No boys, Daddy. Just some very pretty girls, like your pretty little girl.”

“Okay, she’s just too damn adorable for her own good,” Charlotte stated, walking over to sit next to me, “Love your daddy?”

“I’m never moving out, Lottie. I’m staying with Daddy forever.”

Crystal sat to my left and I felt her cuddle into my side. “I love living with you too, Dad,” she said softly.

“Well, I love you living with me, Crystal. This will always be your home.”

Mary and Jessica stayed long enough to share dinner with the family before I offered to drive Mary home while Jessica drove herself. On the way to her place, I glanced her way and she looked at me, desire in her eyes. “Still capable of some backseat nookie?” I wondered.

She laughed out loud. “Trying to help me feel like a teenager again, Mark?”

“I just like making you laugh and smile, Mary.”

Taking my hand, she held it the rest of the way to her place. Walking her to the front door, she hugged me tightly before we shared a long, loving kiss, resting her hand on my chest when she leaned back to look into my eyes. “Thank you for this weekend, Mark.”

“My pleasure, Mary.”

The house was quiet upon arriving home. Walking around to say goodnight, I found Emily and Crystal together like always, giggling away about something as they both noticed me in the doorway. Sitting on the edge of the bed, I hugged Crystal first before Emily hugged me for longer. “Love you so much, Daddy,” she whispered.

“I love you too, Munchkin.”

Calling out goodnight to my son, daughter and niece, I heard them laughing away before shouting out their goodnight in unison. Knowing what those three were like, they were having some fun together before going to sleep. To my surprise, only Caroline was in bed when I walked through the doorway, lying back on the bed, playing with her pussy. She looked at me and smiled. “Want to fuck your third Walsh woman today?” she asked, “Charlotte is fast asleep as we wore her out last night.”

Sliding my cock inside her within a minute, we chuckled as we didn’t usually leap straight into sex. Sharing a soft kiss as our bodies started to move, she moaned softly. “Did you like making love to my mother?”

“Honestly, I loved it. I’ve always had a large soft spot for your mother.”

“I think you’ll need to have a Walsh women foursome one day. Just spend all day fucking a mother and her two daughters.”

After enjoying an orgasm each, I admitted to feeling rather tired, Caroline happy to spoon back against me, snuggling back against me as I held her in my arms. “Caroline… We’re committed to each other but we’re non-monogamous when it comes to the family. Still sounds weird to my ears at times, but it’s how it has worked since the start. But do you want something more than that?”

She was silent for a couple of minutes before I felt her wiggle back against me. “Part of me would love to say yes,” she whispered, “But I can’t do it knowing how Charlotte feels. I couldn’t marry you knowing how much she loves you too.” Turning around, she caressed my cheek before leaving a soft kiss on my lips. “If you were to give me something, you’d have to give your daughter something too.”

“Some sort of commitment ring then?”

“I’d wear any ring you’d give me, Mark. I would love to marry you…” She stopped and took a shuddering breath as her eyes started to glisten, “I’d love to be Mrs Caroline Jenkins. But if there’s one person on this planet who deserves to be your wife, it’s Charlotte, Mark. Your little girl absolutely worships you, and I know how much you love her in return. She’s already a Jenkins. But she’d love to be her daddy’s wife too.”

“You’ll both be my wife but without the certificate?”

“Yes. Trust me, it would be the greatest day of her life if you were on one knee to give her a ring.”

“Sounds like I need to go ring shopping.”

“You know who else would love Daddy’s ring? Emily. She adores her daddy as much as Charlotte does.”

“Has Emily talked to you?”

“About her interest in girls? She has. I gave her some advice as I explained I also like girls and boys. Surprised her but made her feel better when I could explain some of her feelings. But when it came to talking about you, Mark… That girl is in love with her daddy too.”

“You mean like Charlotte?”

“I’m not sure. I just mean she worships you like Charlotte does. You’ve been the one main positive male influence in her life since she was born. Nathan is a good kid but everyone knows how much you’ve done to try and protect your little girl. Little wonder the love she has for you in return is near enough overwhelming at times for her.”

“She told you about her dates with Crystal?”

“All perfectly innocent, Mark. They love each other as cousins, and they might end up experimenting when they’re old enough, but I don’t think they’ll end up together. Considering everything going on in this house sometimes, it’s nice that they’re just sweet and adorable with each other without pushing boundaries.” She sighed and cuddled into me. “Such a shame about my idiot sister, what she’s missing out on. I find I can’t really hate her any longer. I feel sorry for her. Think of the love that we’re sharing in this house nowadays, how close we all are.”

“Mary told me that she’s been cheating again.”

“I have nothing to do with her, same as Jessica, but Mum hasn’t cut contact completely. If she did, Christine would be completely and utterly isolated from everyone, and I don’t think Mum has the heart to do it to her.”

“Have you forgiven her?”

“Letting go of the hate means I could probably forgive her one day. But we’ll never be close like we once were. What about you, Mark?”

“I honestly don’t give her a thought. We’re divorced, my kids think of you more as their mother nowadays, and I haven’t heard from her since she showed up the day of Nathan and Alyssa’s eighteenth. As for forgiveness, I’ll never have anything to do with her again, so I don’t see the point one way or the other.” I paused and gave it some thought. “I guess not hating her, but not really caring anyway, means I could probably forgive her one day. But she’d have to show contrition and almost beg for forgiveness from all of us before that were to happen.”

“Well, I don’t think she would have accepted everything in this house anyway. She was the one allowed to go out and fuck anything with a dick. The thing is, Mark, in her own weird way, she still loved you most of the time. She’s just a slut.”

“Well, considering what Mary told me about her continuing behaviour, she going to be lucky to find a man who’ll tolerate her bullshit. I know it’s rich coming from me now, considering our life together, but then again, you, Charlotte, Jess and Mary are not sleeping with other men… Well, Jess has had fun with my son.”

“We’re happy together with how our lives now work.” Resting her head underneath my chin, she wrapped an arm around me, lifting her leg to rest it on mine. “All I know is that I’m with the man I’m in love with and that’s all that matters to me.”

“I love you too, honey.”

“Good. Now I think it’s time for sleep, as I’m going to need a dose of my man’s cum in my pussy before we go to work in the morning. And you’re always happier if you make love to your sister or your daughter.” She lifted her head briefly to add, “Totally hot how you were calling her ‘Mummy’. I think I’ll just refer you to my brother from now on as that’s totally hot in a way.”

“That means I should call you my sister?”

“God yes!”

“We are a weird couple, Caroline. But you’re right, it’s totally hot.”

“Make love to your sister in the morning?”

“Absolutely, if she wants her big brother to do so.”

“Love feeling my big brother slide his big cock inside me,” she murmured.

“Then that’s what my sister will get in the morning.”

Snuggling into me, I cuddled her tightly as she relaxed, stroking her back as she whispered her love for me. It had been one hell of a weekend. Unusual in many regards. I was left wondering how long or how often Mary would want to be intimate. I knew Jessica was interested in being together more often, but didn’t want to intrude on the relationship I had with her sister and my daughter.

I’ll definitely have to buy a couple of rings soon though. The idea of proposing to my daughter certainly had me smiling like an idiot occasionally for the next couple of weeks.

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A/N – There will be one more chapter to finish all of this off. I’ve finished writing it. Now just editing it, will send it off to my editor / proofreader, than get it uploaded ASAP.