Literotic asexstories – Come Together Ch. 06 by UltimateSin,UltimateSin A/N – Taken far too long to get here, but this is the sixth and last chapter, wrapping up everything hopefully in a nice little bow.
There is quite a bit of same-sex female relationships in what follows as I wanted to do something different regarding a couple of the characters.
Editing and proofreading by OhDave1. My thanks to him as always.
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Emily
“Are you excited about turning eighteen, Emily?” Crystal asked her.
“I don’t think much is going to change except I’ll legally be allowed to drink, which interests me a little bit, smoking, which is a disgusting habit, and then voting, which I’ll get to do in the next election.”
“Have you thought about what you want for your birthday?”
Turning to meet her cousin’s expressive blue eyes, she smiled as she knew Crystal wanted to be eighteen as soon as possible. They were only a couple of months apart in age. Emily had to do a lot of maturing in the years after everything that happened with her family though she was still the baby of the family as much as her cousin was.
“There’s one thing I want above anything, but I just don’t know if it will happen,” Emily said softly.
Crystal rolled onto her side, cuddling into her cousin. “I think you need to talk to Charlotte about it. I mean, they’ve done what they can to keep us oblivious to everything. My mother and your father are clearly in love, and although they’re not married, they wear rings of commitment. But Charlotte is wearing the same thing…”
“I just don’t know if Daddy would ever…” Emily paused, taking a deep breath to hold back her emotions that were on the verge of overflowing. “When I told him I liked girls, it’s because I do like and prefer girls, but it’s mostly because the only man in the world I love, and I know I want…”
“And you’re not jealous that I love him as much?”
“He’s been the only male influence in your life for so long, it’s no wonder you have feelings too, Crystal. I love the fact you call him Dad too.”
Getting up for school the next morning, aware her eighteenth birthday was only in a couple of days, she knew something was being planned for her. Charlotte, Nathan and Alyssa had all been taken out on their birthday for a meal and to legally purchase alcohol for the first time. Emily hadn’t been tempted to drink yet and wasn’t sure she’d even like it anyway.
Her father was already up and about when she wandered into the kitchen. Turning to look at her, that familiar smile appeared before she walked over to cuddle him, feeling his strong arms wrap around her. They cuddled in silence for a couple of minutes.
“Love you, Daddy,” she whispered.
“I can’t believe my little girl will be eighteen in a couple of days. I’m fairly sure I told you to stop getting older.”
Giggling against his chest, she felt his arms tighten slightly. “I’ll always be your little girl, Daddy,” she promised him, “Even when I’m old and grey, and you’re even older!”
It was another long day of classes and studying, spending any free time with Crystal and her other friends. She hadn’t lied to her father about not liking any of the boys at school. They were all stupid and immature compared to her father, and even Nathan carried himself with a maturity that belied his youth. Probably because he was in a relationship with his sister and Crystal’s older sister.
Returning home to study, she was at her desk when she felt arms around her, a soft kiss on her cheek. She turned to see her oldest sister. She felt a wave of love flow through her. If anyone in the house loved her as much as her father, it was Charlotte. Her big sister had been there by her side for years, particularly when she was struggling so much in the last years before Christine was finally booted from the house.
“What do you want more than anything else in the world for your birthday?” Charlotte whispered.
“Daddy,” Emily replied immediately.
Charlotte kissed her cheek again. “I know. It might take a little convincing. He didn’t sleep with me immediately either. When I get home tomorrow, we’re going to go shopping for some sexy clothes. A new dress, maybe some jewellery, some sexy stockings and heels. I have a lot of make-up, so we’ll make sure you’re looking beautiful for when we go out for dinner.”
“Love you, Charlotte.”
Turning her around and standing her up, Charlotte hugged her little sister tightly. “I can’t believe you’re eighteen in a couple of days,” her older sister said softly.
Dinner was always a wonderful time in the Jenkins household. Her father and Caroline were quite obviously head over heels in love with each other. Emily had always wondered if she should start calling Caroline ‘Mum’ like Crystal called her father ‘Dad’. Even Natalie had started calling him ‘Dad’ in the past couple of years. Emily had no love for her birth mother after everything that happened, and Caroline had proven to be a wonderful mother figure in her life for the past few years.
Returning to her bedroom after dinner, Crystal joined her as the pair spent most evening studying hard. Emily wanted the best exam results possible as she wanted to be a vet. The household had never had animals, not even something like a hamster for her own room. It just wasn’t something that ever happened. She knew being a vet wouldn’t be easy at times, particularly when it came to animals that were in pain.
Heading to bed that night on the eve of her birthday, she did wonder if her life was going to change all that much once she was considered an adult.
“Happy birthday, Munchkin,” she heard her father whisper the next morning, opening her eyes to see her handsome daddy smiling at her, his hand immediately caressing her cheek before leaning down to kiss her forehead, “I can’t believe you’re eighteen today.”
Sitting up, she hugged him tightly, sighing happily as she felt how firm his chest now was. He’d never let himself go while he was married to Christine, but during that time everything was going wrong and then when things were getting serious with Caroline, there was no doubt he put a lot of effort into self-improvement, and he’d continued that in the years afterwards. The tight white t-shirt he wore clung to his muscles and highlighted the definition of his chest. Her father might be in his forties, but he was still very fit and undeniably hot.
What made her cry was when everyone else in the household appeared and it turned into a group hug. Caroline whispered how proud she was, her siblings whispered how much they loved and adored their little sister, and Natalie and Crystal hugged her tightly, whispering how much they loved spending as much time as they could with their cousin.
Her father remained in her bedroom after everyone left, Emily crawling into his lap and snuggling against him. She’d barely grown any taller throughout puberty and her teenage years, feeling almost like a dwarf compared to her father. Even Charlotte remained four to five inches taller than her. At least she was around the same height as Crystal, while Caroline was only a couple of inches taller.
“Where would you like to go tonight, Munchkin?” he asked, feeling his finger caressing her back, unable to stop snuggling into him as tightly as possible, “Wherever you want to go is fine with all of us. This is your night.”
Gazing up at him, his blue eyes sparkled as she leaned up to kiss his cheek, giggling as his stubble tickled her. “You know I love Italian, Daddy,” she replied.
“And what about after dinner? Where would you like to go?”
“I’ve never touched a drop of alcohol, Daddy.”
“You haven’t?”
“Crystal and I have always been good girls. All our friends are the same. We’re all good girls. We wanted to wait until we were old enough, and even then, we’d want to be safe. We’re told far too many horror stories about your women going out and ending up in bad situations. But can they come over on the weekend?”
“You know your friends are welcome at any time. If you want to spend Saturday lazing by the pool…”
“Might wear a new bikini. I don’t exactly have big breasts or anything…”
Considering how small she was, Emily hadn’t been surprised that her breasts hadn’t exactly developed. She was a B-cup at most. At least she wasn’t completely flat-chested, but even Crystal had developed larger breasts than herself. Caroline had a fantastic set of tits though that was probably helped by having kids as she had the sort of womanly figure that Emily would admit she hoped to have later in life.
Emily giggled as he easily picked her up, almost blushing as she found herself straddling his lap, his finger underneath her chin so her eyes were looking into his. “I don’t want to hear any of that, Emily,” he stated softly, his hand moving up to caress her cheek, feeling her lower lip tremble, closing her eyes as she savoured his touch, “You are my perfect little girl. If there is one thing that I can always be thankful to your mother for, it’s that I have Charlotte, Nathan, and Alyssa, but when she told me that we would have no more children after you…” He paused and hugged her tightly. “You were my last born child. I know I’ve doted on you something fierce. No matter how old you are, Emily, you will always be my little girl.”
She couldn’t help sobbing. “I love you so much, Daddy,” she murmured into his chest as his arms tightened around her.
“And I love you just as much, Emily.”
She didn’t want to let him go, but she eventually slid off his lap as she needed to shower and get ready for the day. Joining her older sister out in the kitchen a little later for breakfast, she couldn’t stop smiling as the one word to describe Charlotte every day when dressed for work was sexy. Charlotte knew she was beautiful though she wasn’t arrogant about it. Like nearly all students in New South Wales, Emily had to wear a school uniform though some girls did take liberties with certain things. Emily had started to wear shorter skirts as she got older, would leave buttons of her blouse undone, and liked wearing either knee-high socks or stockings in addition to her shoes which had a slight heel.
“Looking sexy, little lady,” Charlotte stated, who walked over towards her, “Are you trying to arouse Daddy?”
“No… Okay, maybe just a little. I most love teasing all the boys. I don’t like them at all, but me and my friends love dressing like this and then we’ll kiss in front of all of them.”
“You’re such a little tease, but I guess I used to do the same thing.”
“Charlotte… Can we talk about things later?”
Her oldest sister met her eyes and Charlotte smiled immediately. “I’ve taken a half-day from work. I’ll pick you and Crystal up from school when you’ve finished. We’ll go shopping, and then we can have a sisterly chat when we get home.”
She wasn’t the first girl to turn eighteen at her school. What disgusted her within a couple of hours was the number of boys, as that’s what they’d always remain in her mind, that approached her, wondering if she wanted to have a little fun. Thankfully, all her friends stepped forward and it almost turned physical.
“I’d prefer pussy compared to your little cock,” she added, loving the look of anger that briefly crossed his youthful features, “You’re just proof that you’re nothing but a little boy. I’d prefer a real man.”
“You’re nothing but a bunch of fucking dykes anyway,” he retorted.
Emily smiled at him, turned to one of her best friends, and laid one hell of a kiss on her, her friend replying in kind. Emily found herself backed up against the wall as quite a little crowd formed around them. Emily couldn’t help the moan as she made out with one of her best friends. She knew this friend wasn’t a virgin, that she’d been sleeping with another one of her friends for a couple of months since they turned eighteen.
“Holy shit,” Emily heard someone murmur, “That is so fucking hot.”
“Two chicks, dude. Two chicks,” another one stated.
The rest of the day was spent in peace though she didn’t miss the whispers taking place, the glances in her direction. She knew that she’d likely have a reputation based on what happened and found that she didn’t care. If the boys in the school wanted to consider her a lesbian, even better for her. Though they’d either now leave her alone or be one of those pig-ignorant men who claim a lesbian just needs the right dick to turn straight.
Crystal was standing with her when Charlotte arrived to pick them up and take them shopping. Emily hadn’t started a part-time job while she was studying as her father provided her with an allowance every week, preferring his youngest daughter to focus on her studies, wanting her to go to university with the best results possible. The only time Emily did work was during the six weeks of summer holidays. It usually involved helping out at either an animal shelter or a nearby veterinarian.
Emily was left thinking that Charlotte was rather excited about taking her little sister out shopping for dresses and accessories though Crystal wasn’t ignored either, Charlotte insisting that she treat her little cousin to a dress and shoes at the very least. Crystal had a loving and close relationship with her older sister, but Charlotte had practically adopted Crystal as her youngest sister.
“We have to find a colour for you,” Charlotte explained as they looked at dresses, “Something more interesting than black. Considering your gorgeous hair, I’m thinking of a dark red dress and matching stockings and heels. Make sure everything matches.”
“And underwear?” Emily wondered.
“We’re not buying underwear, Emily. We’re going to get you some lovely lingerie to wear.”
Emily had an absolute blast shopping with her sister and cousin, the two younger women trying on numerous dresses before they found a couple that they both loved, Charlotte reassuring Crystal that the dress would be in preparation for her own eighteenth birthday in a couple of months’ time. Charlotte led them next to a store that sold ladies’ lingerie, the shop assistant was helpful as Emily had no real idea as she’d never bought any before, and though Charlotte was helpful, even she wanted to make sure Emily was satisfied with the style and fit of everything she tried on.
Arriving home to find all but the adults were there, Emily took her things to her bedroom first before Charlotte knocked on her door.
“You wanted to talk, sweetie?” she asked softly.
Emily nodded and sat on the edge of her bed, Charlotte shutting the door behind her before sitting next to her. Cuddling into her big sister always made Emily feel happy. Despite the age difference, Charlotte had always shown her youngest sister nothing but love, particularly during those bad days when the family was falling apart, her father doing what he could to protect her at the same time.
“Charlotte… Do you love Daddy?”
“More than anything, sweetie.”
“I love him so much.”
Charlotte remained silent for a few seconds before she asked, no more than a whisper, “Do you know, sweetie?” Emily stilled as she knew what Charlotte was referring to. She eventually nodded, hearing Charlotte sigh. “We were trying to be careful about it. We didn’t want you and Crystal…”
“You look at him like Caroline does, Charlotte,” Emily finally stated, “You’re in love with Daddy.”
“Are you in love with Daddy too, sweetie?”
Emily couldn’t help bursting into tears, feeling Charlotte turn enough to properly cuddle her little sister, her hand caressing the back of her head as Emily sobbed. “I can’t help how I feel,” she finally murmured, “But I know Caroline loves him so much, and that you have him too…”
Charlotte waited until her little sister had calmed down before she leaned back, Emily smiling as she felt her big sister leave a loving kiss on her forehead. “Daddy didn’t agree to be intimate with me straight away, Emily,” she said, “It took him time to come to terms with how I felt about him. A father making love to his daughter…”
“Would he make love with his little girl?” Emily asked, feeling her cheeks grow warm at asking such a question.
“I’ll help you however I can.”
Emily met Charlotte’s eyes, seeing the love her big sister had for her. “You will?”
“Of course, sweetie. You’re my little sister and I want you to be as happy as can be. And I can share Daddy with my little sister.”
“Daddy’s the only man I want. It’s because I… I, um…”
Charlotte smiled knowingly. “You prefer girls. I don’t think any of us have been blind to how close you and Crystal have been since she moved in. Is she your girlfriend?”
Emily felt herself blushing again though she managed to nod. “When she turns eighteen, she wants two things. We’re going to make love, but she also, um…”
Charlotte laughed. “Daddy is going to have a house of women who want him, isn’t he?”
“I don’t want Daddy all the time, just occasionally. I know how in love he is with Caroline, and I know how much you love Daddy too.”
“I don’t love him any more than you do, sweetie. But I can’t lie and suggest that I don’t love sharing his bed, and having Daddy inside me…”
“I think Crystal would just like to experience a man a few times, and she trusts no-one more than Daddy. But… I love Crystal so much, Charlotte. And she loves me just as much. We’ve always been close, and we want to be lovers when she’s ready.”
“I’ll talk to Caroline if you’d like, sweetie. But I don’t think she’ll be surprised to hear that you want to be intimate with Daddy.” Caressing her cheek, Charlotte then asked, “What about me, sweetie?”
Emily felt her eyes widen in surprise before she met Charlotte’s green eyes. “You’d… You want to…”
“Emily… I like girls too. I really like girls. I love being with Daddy. He’s so masculine and powerful, and when he fucks me, my god, it’s wonderful. With girls, it’s usually softer and gentler. Caroline… She’s a wonderful lover. Sometimes I love it when Daddy fucks me and I go down on her, or Daddy will fuck Caroline and she’ll eat my pussy.”
“Oh… I didn’t realise…”
Charlotte chuckled. “Still quite innocent about certain things, aren’t you?”
“If Daddy agreed, would Caroline want to, you know, watch or something?”
“No. If you want Daddy alone, you get Daddy alone.” Charlotte kissed her cheek. “Best thing to do tonight is we’ll go out, enjoy a lovely meal, and then we’ll come home. I’ll make sure Daddy is nice and relaxed in the living room, and everyone else is in their bedrooms, then you do what I did a few years back. Take off your dress, leave your lingerie, stockings and heels on, and go meet him in the living room. That was the start of everything.”
“Will it work?”
“It might be more difficult for him with you simply because you have always been and will always be his little girl. The love he has in his heart for you, sweetie…” She had to look away, feeling a little embarrassed, Charlotte giving her a reassuring cuddle. “I just mean that you’re his baby. We’re both special to Daddy. I’m his first-born daughter. You’re his baby daughter.”
“Nathan and Alyssa?”
“He loves them the same, but they’re twins, and they’ve always had each other.”
Charlotte helped her little sister get ready later that night. Emily showered and shaved everywhere important, asking her big sister if she should completely shave her pussy and pubic area. She suggested a smooth pussy but leave some pubic hair, nice and trimmed, usually a small triangle or landing strip. Charlotte had started doing that, and Caroline had also started to leave a little hair above her pussy too.
Helping her with her dress, Emily finally asked, “Charlotte, what about Jessica?” She felt Charlotte’s hand stop the zipper halfway up her back which just made her chuckle. “Is Daddy with Jessica too?!?!”
Charlotte finished zipping her up before she chuckled as Emily turned to face her. “Not just Jessica, sweetie,” she finally replied.
“Who else?” Emily asked, Charlotte simply looking at her as Emily thought about other possibilities before her eyes widened and jaw dropped. “Grandma?” she whispered.
“I just call her Mary nowadays considering I’ve seen her naked and being intimate with our father.”
Emily giggled. She couldn’t help it. The giggles only lasted a few seconds before she said, “I guess Grandma has been single for a long time now. Still… Daddy does love his family, doesn’t he?”
“It doesn’t shock or… disgust you?”
“I figured out what was going on between you and Daddy long enough ago that anything else doesn’t bother me. I know about Nathan, Alyssa and Natalie…”
“You do?”
“They’re not always particularly quiet when having fun, Charlotte. And Alyssa looks at Nathan like you look at Daddy. Alyssa is so in love with him. So is Natalie. They both love him as much as you love Daddy.”
“Alyssa is… I think she’s always been in love with him, but that’s not to say that Nathan has never loved her just as much. They’re perfect for each other. It’s sad that their love would never be accepted outside of the family. Maybe with Natalie, something could happen in the future…”
They finished getting ready before Charlotte suggested she be the last to join the family in the living room, being the birthday girl and all. She finished fixing her make-up, looking at herself in the mirror more than once. Only just eighteen, still just a girl in many ways. Even her heels barely added more than a couple of inches of height. Her dress gave her cleavage she didn’t really deserve.
Hearing Charlotte call out, she took a deep breath, grabbed her purse and a light jacket for the evening, and walked out to join the family. The exclamations started immediately, Emily feeling her cheeks start to hurt from smiling within a few seconds. Her father was the last to approach her. He looked on the verge of crying as his eyes glistened.
“My little girl is so beautiful,” he said softly, Emily sighing happily as he gently pulled her close and hugged her, closing her eyes and savouring the feeling of being in his arms as always, “You’re now a little lady, Emily. The dress is gorgeous.”
“Charlotte helped pick it out, Daddy.”
“Your sister does have good taste in clothes.”
Dinner was at one of her favourite restaurants, trying her best not to stuff herself as her father insisted that she buy anything on the menu she wanted, eventually sharing a starter with her cousin, a main meal before she shared a dessert with her big sister. Unsure as to what sort of alcohol she liked, her sister suggested something sweet yet not too heavy on the booze, eventually choosing a cocktail that sounded quite nice to try.
The meal was fantastic, with everyone smiling constantly. Emily didn’t particularly like being the centre of attention, but she was rarely quiet for too long. Sitting between her father and her big sister, they both kept her talking throughout the meal. After finishing their meal, Charlotte suggested they head to a pub nearby to sit back, relax, and enjoy a drink or two but keep things in moderation.
“If you ever want to go to a nightclub or anything,” Charlotte suggested once they were relaxing back with a drink.
“The music in most of those places probably wouldn’t interest me,” Emily admitted, “And aren’t clubs just pick-up joints? Full of disgusting men who would treat me like a piece of shit?”
“Some of them are,” Charlotte replied, “Some are clubs to just enjoy the music and the vibe, but don’t feel pressured into going to them. I’ve only been a few times as while I like to go for a drink and a dance, I can’t stand the guys that fill these places. Some think they’re God’s gift to women, others don’t know what the word ‘No’ means, or if you say no, you need to give an essay as to why you’re not interested in them. I don’t need a reason, you dumb fuck. The word ‘No’ is a complete sentence.”
“Tell us what you really think,” Caroline stated, laughing to herself, “Though it’s why women go out with the idea of safety in numbers. The stories I heard when I was your age. So many young women would end up roofied, and you can just imagine what happened afterwards.”
“As long as you’re safe,” her father added, “But just remember that you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do, sweetie.” Emily looked at her father when calling her that name. “You’re no longer a munchkin. You are now my little sweetie, Emily.”
“I love it, Daddy,” she said, leaning over to cuddle him, “I’ll always be your little girl.”
They didn’t stay out too long. Emily had no desire to get drunk. She had a cocktail with dinner, and another two cocktails while at the pub, and that was enough. In addition to what Caroline said, she just had no real interest in going out and getting drunk. Maybe enough to get a slight buzz. She knew plenty of her friends at high school were already drinking constantly. She’d never really seen the thrill behind it. Getting drunk just led to stupid decisions and poor results.
Arriving home, it was a weeknight, so most people gave her a kiss and cuddle before heading off to bed. She didn’t miss that Charlotte made sure her father was sitting in the living room, a tumbler of bourbon for him, telling him to sit back and relax while she looked after Caroline. Charlotte took Emily by the hand, leading her to her bedroom. She was smiling when Caroline was waiting for her there.
“You’ll need to give him time, just like with Charlotte,” Caroline stated, her hand caressing Emily’s cheek before kissing her other one, “But he’ll soon see that you’re his little girl but also a young woman coming into her own, and just like he can be intimate with his oldest daughter, he can be intimate with his youngest. Don’t be upset that nothing will probably happen tonight. If you get a kiss…”
“Just kissing Daddy will be enough,” she whispered.
Taking off her dress in front of her aunt and big sister didn’t bother her as she had a feeling that her big sister would see her naked soon enough. The idea of being intimate with Charlotte thrilled her. She loved Crystal and wanted to be with her permanently, but if Charlotte was interested in having some fun, Emily wasn’t going to say no.
“You’re beautiful,” Caroline whispered once Emily stood somewhat awkwardly in front of her in just her lingerie, stockings and heels, “Your father is going to be stunned at how beautiful you are.”
“Go downstairs and surprise him, sweetie,” Charlotte added, “Caroline will sleep in my bedroom tonight. If you’re lucky, Daddy will take you to his bedroom to at least snuggle together.”
The idea of just snuggling with him like that was almost too much, and she felt a couple of tears fall down her cheeks. Her aunt and big sister immediately hugged her tightly, helping her to calm down, another kiss on each cheek, before Caroline encouraged her to head downstairs and stake her claim as well.
She wasn’t used to wearing heels so was careful when walking downstairs. Walking into the living room, her father was watching the evening news, his shirt undone, shoes now off his feet, sipping at a glass of bourbon. Everyone in the house knew that their father liked to have one drink after a long day at work. It helped him relax and unwind, working so hard for his family.
“Daddy,” she whispered.
Her father turned his head in her direction. She just about managed to smile, not knowing what to do with her arms and hands, eventually fidgeting slightly as she noticed the smile form on his face. “Hello, sweetie,” he said, “I remember something similar a few years ago.”
“Daddy…”
Watching him stand up, he walked over and stood before her, lifting her eyes towards his as one of his hands moved to stroke her cheek. Feeling his arms wrap around her, she sighed as she rested her head against his chest, his fingers stroking the skin of her back.
“You’re so beautiful, sweetie,” he said, feeling his voice rumble in his chest, “I’ll be honest and admit there was a part of me that expected this. And I’m guessing you do know about things. We’ve done our best to… I hate saying keep it hidden and a secret…”
“It’s okay, Daddy. I understand.”
“Want to sit and snuggle with Daddy for a little while?”
“Can I get a drink?”
“What would you like?”
“Something sweet and tasty. I don’t think I’d like your bourbon.”
“Alyssa likes Bailey’s Irish Cream. That’s very nice over a little ice. Want to try that?”
“Okay, Daddy.”
Her father led her to the couch, making sure she was sitting down before he disappeared into the kitchen. He returned rather quickly with a glass filled with ice and what looked like a milky liquid. He was also without a shirt, Emily felt herself blush as her father was still incredibly fit, and the fact his chest had a fine coating of dark hair didn’t surprise her. Sitting down next to her, she snuggled into his side as she sipped at her drink.
“Oh, I like this, Daddy,” she said, “Just a hint of alcohol.”
Sipping at their drinks, they remained silent for a few minutes, his arm wrapped around her as she cuddled as close as possible. She cuddled with him all the time but never dressed in such a manner.
“Daddy…”
“I know, sweetie. Just like with Charlotte, I’ll need a little time to get my head around it. Caroline has warned me for around the last three months that I should expect this though.”
“I still like girls too.”
“We’ve had this discussion more than once, sweetie. As I always say, love is love, and whoever you want to love is fine with me.”
“Can I snuggle with you in bed tonight, Daddy?”
He sipped at his drink before she felt him nod. “You can snuggle, but nothing else, sweetie. I have a feeling you’re not going to be like your sister.”
“I just want cuddles, Daddy. To sleep in your arms.” She paused and sipped at her drink before she added, “Crystal might want it on her eighteenth too. She loves you so much.”
“Her father was a piece of shit. I’m glad she’s been here for the past few years, so she’s at least had a positive male role model and father figure in her life.”
Finishing their drinks, her father turned off the television, and made sure the house was locked up before he took Emily by the hand and led her towards his bedroom. Sitting her on the edge of the bed, she giggled as he tickled her when helping off her heels first, tickling her little feet before she gasped as his fingers stroked her thighs when helping roll off her stockings.
“Daddy… I’m a little excited right now…” she whispered.
“That’s okay, sweetie. I’m guessing my hands did get close to somewhere very special.”
Despite the excitement she was feeling when spooning back against her father in bed, she slept like an absolute log, waking up in the morning still in the same position gasping when she felt something hard poking her in the back. It made her giggle, knowing exactly what it was, her father’s arms wrapping her a little tighter.
“Are you okay, sweetie? Sleep alright?”
“Best night of sleep I can remember, Daddy. And, um…”
“Want me to move a little bit?”
“No. It’s just a little weird the first time.” She paused and asked, “I know it’s natural. We learn all about it in sex education, but is it because of me too?”
“Yes, sweetie. You looked so beautiful last night, but when you came downstairs last night, looking how you did, that’s when I saw you as a young woman who is coming into her own sexual being. I’m your father, and knew that you would one day start dating and having sex…”
“You’ll be my only man, Daddy,” she whispered, “When I told you about liking girls, it was because I only ever wanted you. But I know I’d prefer girls otherwise. Most boys at school now think I’m a lesbian anyway.”
Explaining the story made her father chuckle as she rolled around to meet his eyes. “Well, hopefully, they’ll just leave you alone going forward. But if you want to have fun and experiment with some pretty girls, sweetie, then that’s what you should do. Live the life you want to lead. Only live for yourself. Don’t do anything you don’t want to.”
“How long until we can…” Trailing off, she smiled when her father kissed her forehead.
“Not too long, sweetie. Caroline has helped me prepare my mind for this possibility. Your sister also reckoned that you would approach me. Though we tried to avoid you finding out, I guess it would have been difficult keeping it a secret from you for this long.”
“I’m not jealous, Daddy. I love Caroline like a mother, and I’ve never been blind to how much Charlotte loves you too.”
“I’m a very lucky man to find myself loved by so many people.”
“Daddy… About… About Mum… Christine…”
“What about her, sweetie?”
“I hate what she did to me, but the therapy you made sure I had has helped me deal with everything. I don’t know how anyone else feels, but I find that I don’t hate her anymore. It wasn’t my fault what happened. It was her and… Well, my therapist reckoned it was her insecurities. Her narcissism. Her completely selfish nature. And it was also about the failure of her marriage to you. Her flagrant infidelity. And your close relationship with your children and even her family compared to her relationships with everyone.”
Her father remained silent before he asked, “You asking anything specific here, sweetie?”
“Not at the moment… But does Grandma still have contact with her?”
“Yes. Mary couldn’t bring herself to cut off her daughter completely. Although she knows I don’t really care, she does keep me in the loop with what’s going on.”
“How is she doing, Daddy?”
Her father kissed her forehead again. “The fact it sounds like you care speaks volumes about your heart, sweetie. As for how she’s doing, Mary suggests that she’s been living with a whole lot of regret for a long time now. She left us to go be with her lover. What happened is that they ended up cheating on each other. He didn’t mind when she was cheating on me with him, but when he received the same treatment, he didn’t particularly like it. From what Mary told me, he was allowed to sleep around but expected her fidelity. More fool him.”
“God… So what’s she doing now?”
“Living alone and feeling very alone because of it. Mary will talk to her on the phone but refuses to meet with her. Caroline has completely cut her off.”
“And Jessica?”
“She’s always been kind of heart. She misses having her sister. She’s tried talking to Caroline about it. I’m not sure Caroline will ever soften her stance. I think she and Charlotte will never forgive her. Nathan and Alyssa are fairly ambivalent about your mother. As everyone gets older and the anger and pain fades, it’s possible minds might change.”
“And you, Daddy?”
“I don’t hate her. I don’t really think about her all that much anymore. I’ve moved on. To be honest, I’m not sure what I’d do if I saw her again.”
“Could you ever forgive her?”
Feeling her father hug her tight, he asked, “Could you forgive her?”
“My therapist thinks forgiving her would help me get over it completely. Mum has many of her own demons, or that’s what my therapist thinks. Christine has paid the price for everything since the night she left. And doesn’t forgiveness show that I’m the bigger person in the end, that I could forgive my own mother for how she treated me?”
“You are a wonderful human being, Emily. Don’t let anyone else ever tell you any different.” Those words made her cry, sobbing against his chest as his fingers stroked her back. “You’ve always made me so proud, sweetie. The way you’ve dealt with everything over the years. I felt such guilt that it was even worse than I thought.”
“Never your fault, Daddy. Never your fault.”
Feeling him sigh, he finally said, “We’d better get up and ready. It’s not the weekend just yet.”
“I love you, Daddy.”
Lifting her head, she smiled when he kissed her on the lips. Not a chaste kiss, not a full-on passionate make-out session, but it was more than just a daddy-daughter peck. When he leaned back, she knew her cheeks would probably be bright red. “I love you too, sweetie,” he said softly, his eyes full of the unconditional love he always had for his daughter.
The next couple of weeks passed by quickly for Emily, filled with plenty of studying, and spending whatever free time she had with friends and family. She felt even closer to Charlotte now that she was eighteen and they could freely admit their feelings for their father, while Emily couldn’t stop blushing when admitting she wanted to fool around with her big sister. Charlotte’s eyes lit up before whispering some incredibly dirty thoughts in her ear that had Emily masturbating like crazy in bed that same night.
Charlotte suggested that their father should be the first to see her completely naked for the first time though her big sister admitted that she’d love nothing more than to do very naughty things in the same bed as her little sister even if it meant not actually touching each other.
“I can remain somewhat dressed while we masturbate,” Emily suggested.
“You’d love to do that with me?” Charlotte asked softly.
“God yes.”
The first time they spent the same night in the same bed masturbating led to Emily sharing her first intimate kiss with her big sister, and it was a wonderful experience, feeling her big sister pull her in close, her tongue exploring her mouth.
Emily had the joy of being alone with her father for snuggles in bed once a week. For two other nights, there was another person. One night was with her father and Charlotte, the other night was with her father and Caroline. On both nights, she’d find herself cuddled at both sides, her father’s hands exploring her body except for her most erogenous of zones, Caroline and Charlotte both whispering incredibly imaginative scenarios into her ear about what her father could do to her when they were both ready.
And one night of the week, she would get to snuggle with Caroline. Masturbating with her aunt and mother figure was a bigger thrill than she would have imagined, and watching Caroline pleasuring herself, even though they remained clothed, was a real erotic thrill. When she was spooning back against her aunt, she had to ask, “How does it all work? Are Nathan, Alyssa and Natalie involved in all this?”
That question made Caroline chuckle. “Not particularly. I guess you need to know, and Crystal will need to be told when she’s eighteen. Okay… Your father is committed to me in a relationship, but we are not monogamous though only when it comes to sharing the love with family. Charlotte is committed to your father as much as I am, and I am also intimate with her. Your father has also enjoyed a lot of fun with Jessica and has also had fun with my mother from time to time. When he’s ready, you will become his lover, and I’m aware of how my youngest daughter feels. I know how you feel about Crystal, sweetie, and it’s absolutely okay with me and your father.”
“Thank you,” she whispered.
“When it comes to me, I’m with your father and I sometimes fool around with most of the women. That is very rare though. Most of the time, I’m only with your father and Charlotte. My sister does like to fool around with her sister, though that’s usually only with your father and sister present nowadays.”
“Charlotte?”
“She’d marry your daddy if she could. She’s in love with him. She loves me like crazy. And she’ll lick pussy whenever it’s available. Alyssia and Natalie have had a little fun with her from time to time. Nathan loves watching his twin sister and older sister fooling around. Charlotte doesn’t fool around with her brother. She’s like you. The only man in her life is her father.”
“And you won’t mind sharing?”
“I’ll be honest, Emily. I know you’ll love being with your daddy, but you prefer girls. Charlotte… She adores and loves you so much. She knows Crystal is going to be your girlfriend, but she wants to be your regular lover. As for me, I’ll always be up for a little fun if you’d like that.”
“I would. And would Daddy be involved?”
“If you want him to be, but would you like a little one-on-one fun?”
“I would,” she replied softly.
“When it comes to Nathan, Alyssa and Natalie, they’re pretty much in a committed three-way relationship. The only other woman those two allow him to fuck is Jessica. Alyssa and Natalie keep him well and truly satisfied though. I sit down with Natalie from time to time. I know they’re going to marry in the end. Alyssa will wear his ring too.”
“Are you going to marry Daddy?”
“No. I’d love to, but I can’t do that to Charlotte. I just can’t. That girl is so in love with your father, I just couldn’t exchange vows with him knowing how much that girl loves him. I know you love him just as much, sweetie. I’m not minimising your love at all. But when I watch them being intimate… I just know her heart completely belongs to him.”
It was a month after her birthday that she arrived in her father’s bedroom to find him waiting for her sitting on the edge of his bed in just his underwear. Getting up and shutting the door, he led her towards the bed, sitting himself down on the edge as he helped her take off her vest top. Feeling herself shaking slightly, her hands cupped her arse before they moved up her back towards the clasp of her bra.
“Daddy?” she asked softly but a feeling of building excitement.
“I want to see my little girl naked on my bed. And then I’m going to explore your body, sweetie.”
“Really, Daddy?” she asked, unable to mask her excitement.
She loved his chuckle as he nodded. “I’m sorry that you’ve waited so long. Just having you in bed with me was almost too much for me to handle. Part of me, that animal part, just wanted to rip off your clothes… But you’re not your sister. She loves it when Daddy absolutely nails her. I can’t do that to you, sweetie.”
“I don’t want that either, Daddy. I want to be loved, not… um…”
“Fucked?”
“Not that, Daddy. I’ve seen it in porn. It doesn’t look nice. I want soft and gentle. I know a lot of women talk about being fucked hard.”
“You can love what you love and like what you like, sweetie. If you want Daddy to be gentle, then I’ll always be gentle. The last thing I want to do is hurt you.”
Having her breasts exposed in front of her father for the first time in a long time, probably since he bathed her when she was a child, was certainly a real thrill, and when his hands moved to gently cup them, she moaned softly as it was the first time anyone else touched her breasts.
“Magnificent,” he whispered, almost in reverence, “You’re such a beautiful young woman, Emily.”
“Thank you, Daddy.”
“Can I take off your panties, sweetie?”
“Yes, Daddy. I want you to see all of me.”
“I won’t be taking off my underwear tonight. It’s about you, sweetie. Okay?”
“Daddy… I don’t know if I’d want to… I just…” She sighed. “I know Caroline and Charlotte go down on you. I just don’t know if I’d like it.”
“Then don’t do it, sweetie. Not all women like giving blowjobs. That doesn’t mean I won’t go down on you in return. You’re going to allow me to be inside your body, sweetie. Do you know how much that is going to mean to me as your father?”
“As much as it’s going to mean to me, Daddy,” she whispered.
Having her pussy exposed in front of her father did make her blush, feeling her entire body get far warmer as her panties hit the floor, she carefully stepped out of them. Her father easily picked her up in his arms, making her giggle as she knew that she was easily light enough to carry. Carefully laying her down on the bed, he joined her at her side, kissing her softly as his right hand caressed her body.
“Just relax, sweetie. I know you’re nervous…”
“But I want this so much,” she said softly.
“So do I, sweetie. I want to see you enjoy yourself but also express yourself while we make love. Tonight, I’m going to explore your body, learn all your fun zones, and then I’m going to make my little girl orgasm a few times.”
“You’ll lick my tight, little pussy, Daddy?” she asked innocently, loving how his eyes completely lit up with desire before he chuckled.
“You’ve taken notes from Charlotte.”
“I am innocent though, Daddy.”
His hand caressed her body, making her gasp as his fingers ran over her nipples, feeling they were already stiff, her pale skin and pink nipples probably no real surprise to her father. Running his hand down her body, she felt it head towards her pussy, spreading her legs wide enough for his hand before he made her whimper as he stroked her thighs instead. That still felt wonderful, her skin sensitive to his touch.
Kissing her again, his tongue slid into her mouth, keeping his kiss gentle but passionate before she felt him move up, spreading her legs a little wider so he could lie between her legs. She felt a shudder of nerves again as his mouth moved down her cheek towards her neck, lifting her enough, making her giggle as he had his usual stubble that did tickle her a little bit.
“Sensitive, Daddy,” she whispered, “But it feels so nice.”
Kissing down her body over her tummy, she spread her legs even wider as she knew her father was going to be licking her pussy very soon. Hearing him inhale her scent made her giggle. Hearing his words of love for it made her blush. He kissed down each thigh, making her giggle again, all the way down over her shin and calves to her feet, where he even kissed those, before he lifted himself up enough, so his eyes were gazing into hers.
Feeling his mouth return to her breasts was almost too much, moaning softly as his tongue ran over a sensitive nub. But when she felt his fingers ever so gently start to stroke her slit, feeling how wet she was for her father, she had to bite her bottom lip to stop the sob from escaping her. He gave her breasts plenty of attention, feeling his tongue lick and his mouth almost sucking at them, making her moan more than once, waves of pleasure flowing to her core. She’d played with her breasts when masturbating plenty of times. Having someone else do it was much preferable.
Kissing back down her body, his eyes gazed up at her as he rested his chin on her pubic bone. “Ready, sweetie?”
“Yes, Daddy,” she whispered, “I love you.”
“I love you so much, sweetie. No matter what happens, you’ll always be my little girl. Okay?”
“Okay, Daddy.”
It was too much within a minute. Not the fact he was licking her pussy. The pleasure was just too much and the orgasm that had already been bubbling up under the surface simply tore through her body. Her father realised and only relented until she’d somewhat calmed down, his tongue working her pussy expertly, figuring out how she liked to be licked so quickly, it surprised her as she had wondered how she would like her pussy licked.
“Daddy,” she whimpered, smiling when she felt his strong hand grasp one of hers, gently squeezing it as he continued to pleasure her, “Don’t stop, Daddy. I love it already.”
She lost complete track of time as her father ate her pussy. She orgasmed again and again. And when he switched his attention to her clit, it was overwhelming. Far too much for her. And when he slid one thick finger inside her, her hymen had broken long ago, it found that special spot she knew about, and she almost passed out from the pleasure.
“Oh fuck, Daddy!” she cried out. She didn’t even consider the fact that she rarely cursed in front of her father. “Oh Daddy… Don’t stop…”
He didn’t stop until she did pretty much pass out, a few moments of darkness before she opened her eyes to see her father gazing down at her lovingly, his chin glistening with her juices, and a wide smile on his face. “Enjoy that, sweetie?”
“I loved it, Daddy. Thank you so much.”
“You’re welcome, sweetie. Tired now?”
“You made me cum a lot!”
“I’m glad I did. I love going down on Charlotte, and now my little girl will enjoy it whenever she wants to. Maybe you and your sister could have a little father time together?”
“I’d love that, Daddy. I love Charlotte so much!”
Then she cried because it was all feeling so good. Rolled onto her side, she snuggled into her father’s broad chest and wasn’t surprised that she found herself drifting off. Waking the next morning to find herself spooned back against him, she giggled as usual as she couldn’t help being aroused by feeling her father’s erection pressed against her though it still felt funny. He was already awake as his arms tightened around her.
“Feeling okay this morning, sweetie?”
“I feel wonderful, Daddy. Part of me just wants to remain naked all day!”
“It’s Saturday. Want to spend the night with Daddy again?”
“Will we make love?”
“Yes, sweetie. I think it’s time, don’t you?”
Rolling over to face him, the love in his eyes was the same she always saw in them. Absolutely unconditional and all-consuming. She might have been his occasional lover from now on, but she had a feeling that the sex they would share wouldn’t change the nature of their relationship too much. Getting out of bed, her father was still wearing his underwear and he put on a t-shirt. She had to run through the house naked to her bedroom to retrieve her robe.
Caroline and Charlotte were already up, immediately hugging Emily, not asking any personal questions as Emily knew private time with her father was just that. “It was wonderful,” she did tell them.
She spent most of the day continuing to study for her final exams that were fast approaching, Crystal usually lay on her bed behind her to help while Charlotte would pop in to bring snacks and drinks and would help answer or give advice whenever she was struggling with a particular topic. Lying back on her bed with Crystal in the afternoon, gossiping about events at school, girls they were interested in…
Nathan, Alyssa and Natalie headed out for dinner together as they did nearly every Saturday night if there was no family event planned. Crystal dressed and headed off to spend the night with a couple of friends as she was aware of the night’s plans.
“We’ll remain here for support if you need it,” Charlotte told her, “Daddy will be ever so gentle and loving, but if you want us to come and cuddle afterwards.”
The four enjoyed dinner together, Emily helping her big sister prepare the meal as Caroline and her father enjoyed some private time in the living room. Charlotte had explained that she always made sure that Caroline enjoyed some time with their father alone at least a couple of nights a week. After dinner, they gathered in the living room to watch some trash television, Emily taking note that her father didn’t touch alcohol. Caroline and Charlotte enjoyed a bottle of wine together.
“Right, I need some pussy,” Charlotte exclaimed, “Coming, Caroline?”
“Are we getting the toys out afterwards?”
“If you don’t fuck me hard afterwards, I’ll be a very disappointed young woman.”
The pair laughed away as they disappeared upstairs, leaving her alone with her father. She couldn’t stop laughing as she cuddled into his side. “You’ll get used to it, sweetie,” he assured her, “Now that they can be free about how they feel, you’ll learn that your aunt and your big sister enjoy sex and won’t be ashamed about the fact they do.”
“I don’t mind, Daddy. I’m glad they’re so happy and have such a good time together.”
“Do you want to go to bed, sweetie?”
“To make love?” she whispered.
“Yes, sweetie. To make love.”
“Can you carry me, Daddy? Like your bride over the threshold.”
He got up and closed up the house, turned off all the lights, before she found herself easily lifted up into his strong arms, gazing up at him feeling a surge of love for her father as he easily carried her into the bedroom. Sitting her on the edge of the bed, she took off her t-shirt to show she’d come prepared as she hadn’t bothered with a bra, her father helping off her shorts to see she wasn’t wearing any panties.
“Not wasting time tonight, sweetie.”
“Will you lick my pussy before we make love, Daddy?”
“I usually do unless I’m told that my lover just wants me to fuck them.”
Watching her father lower his underwear, seeing his cock for the first time, he wasn’t porn star hung but it was obvious even to her inexperienced eyes that he had an above-average length and girth, or that’s what she thought. Her hand was shaking as she reached out to touch it for the first time, unable to stop giggling as it was warm, and she felt it pulsing as she wrapped her fingers around the shaft.
To her surprise, she found herself gently pushed onto her back as her father spread her legs and lowered his mouth to her pussy. She knew she already loved having her pussy eaten and couldn’t wait for the day that women would almost be lining up to taste her pussy. But her father certainly knew how to push the right buttons already, and within a couple of minutes, he had her crying out in ecstasy.
After helping her orgasm a couple of times, she moved backwards on the bed until she was comfortable as her father joined her. Running her fingers all over his arms, chest and back, she found her father hot, but had seen plenty of other men without a shirt on and she felt absolutely nothing for those others. But she needed her father. A daughter needed her daddy. She was just like her big sister. She needed him intimately.
“Daddy…” she whispered.
“It’s okay, sweetie,” he reassured her, “I’ll be gentle. I’ll always be gentle with my little girl.”
Feeling the head of his big cock against her, she took a deep breath, understanding that this was the big moment. Losing her virginity to her father. Her daddy. He kissed her softly a couple of times, whispering how much he loved his little girl. He also asked one last time if she was certain this was what she wanted. He wouldn’t be upset if she changed her mind.
“This is what I want, Daddy,” she whispered, “Make love to your little girl, Daddy.”
Feeling him slide inside her did hurt. She was a virgin. Nothing but a couple of her own fingers had ever been inside her, and she had small hands and thin fingers. She remained still as her father took it very slowly, loving and reassuring kisses as she felt inch after inch of his cock slowly slide inside her.
“Oh my god, Daddy!” she finally exclaimed.
He stopped immediately, believing he’d likely hurt her. “Are you okay?”
“I feel so full, Daddy. It does sting a little bit. I know it’ll go away. Can you just start to, you know, move a little bit?”
Feeling him pull back and slowly slide forward again, she couldn’t help the whimper that escaped her. Unsure what to do otherwise, she moved her hands to her father’s back as she felt what felt like his entire cock finally slide inside her. When he whispered that was the case, she thought she’d start crying. Instead, she felt a smile form on her face as her eyes opened to see her father gazing at her with all the love in his heart he had for his youngest daughter.
“You’re inside me, Daddy,” she said softly, “I’m no longer a virgin.”
“I won’t last long, sweetie. You feel so good.”
“That’s okay. I… Maybe I should have…”
He kissed her on the forehead. “No, sweetie. Whenever we’re intimate, I’ll pleasure my little girl before making love.”
“Are you sure?”
“We’re making love now, sweetie. We’ll always be this close from now on.”
She knew about moving her hips. She knew she could move her legs in different ways. But just feeling her father’s cock inside her was more than enough. She’d enjoyed plenty of orgasms already, but the one she felt coming on with her father’s cock inside her felt different. Like it was going to be life-changing. She couldn’t stop the giggle when her father released what could only be described as a very masculine groan. Almost a growl, meeting his eyes to see his absolute desire.
“Cum in me, Daddy,” she said, “I’m not worried about an orgasm. I want to feel my daddy cum.”
“I’m close, sweetie. So close already.”
“That’s okay. We have all night, and you’ll get hard again, won’t you?”
He stopped for a moment as he needed to chuckle. “Sweetie, despite the fact I’m in my forties, there’s a good chance I’ll barely go soft being inside your tight little pussy.”
“Daddy’s tight little pussy.”
He growled again, Emily feeling a wave of desire flow through her body. Her father barely lasted another couple of minutes before she felt his cock pulsing and she knew he was having an orgasm. It was a strange feeling when his cock filled her pussy with cum. A momentary thought of being knocked up the very first time making love with her father made her smile.
Feeling him stop moving after his cock stopped throbbing, she wrapped her arms and legs around him, moaning softly as the angle of his cock changed inside her. “Daddy,” she moaned into his ear.
The rest of the night was spent fooling around. She absolutely loved riding him, slowly figuring out how to bounce up and down on his cock to ensure her clit was manipulated and his cock was touching all the right places inside her. Enjoying an orgasm for the first time with his cock inside her was an emotional moment, unable to stop the tears as her father sat himself up and cuddled her to his chest. The night ended with her spooned against him, her father gently making love to her, feeling so loved in that moment, and when he came inside her again, she sighed with contentment.
“I love you, sweetie,” he whispered into her ear.
Waking in the morning, she wanted to ride him again, making him laugh as she eagerly straddled his lap before carefully lowering herself down. And that’s how Caroline and Charlotte found her, Emily not embarrassed to be found enjoying her father. Her aunt and big sister lay to either side of her father, Emily resting her hands on his chest, as she rode him a little faster.
“Daddy,” she whimpered.
“You were gentle, Daddy?” Charlotte asked, “You treated my little sister properly?”
“He’ll never fuck her hard,” Caroline added, “And Emily will never have another man. She’ll be with my daughter in the end. And I couldn’t be happier that my daughter and niece are in love.”
“Charlotte… I can’t… You know… Do certain things… I don’t like the idea…”
Charlotte sat up and eventually positioned herself before Emily, wrapping her arms around her little sister. “That’s why I’ll always be available to suck Daddy’s big cock,” she said softly, “Never do anything you don’t feel comfortable doing.”
“I’d rather eat pussy,” Emily giggled, before moaning as her father’s cock felt wonderful, “But Daddy feels wonderful inside me.”
“Best thing ever,” Charlotte whispered, kissing her sister on the cheek, “Now what you need to do is cum lots for Daddy as he loves watching his daughters’ orgasm.”
“Few things more beautiful in the world,” her father stated.
The four of them moved out to the kitchen after her father filled her pussy again, laughing to herself when she eventually felt his cum start to dribble out of her. She did feel a little tender even though her father had been gentle with her the entire time. She spent the day relaxing around the house, chatting with Caroline and Charlotte from time to time, and her father was always available for cuddles. They didn’t discuss what happened because she didn’t need to. She was comfortable and happy with what happened. She loved her father, loved the fact they were now intimate, and that was what mattered.
Despite the intimacy with her father, Emily knew that one wonderful night wasn’t going to change her feelings otherwise. Sitting with her big sister later that night, she asked a favour. “Can you teach me how to eat pussy, Charlotte?”
Charlotte smiled at her. “Ah, I’m guessing you want to be ready for Crystal.”
“I think she’d rather lose her virginity with me than my father.”
“You really love each other, don’t you?”
“We do. The thing is, we’re still young and talked about having lots of fun with our friends particularly when we get to university. Just find lots of cute girls to have fun with.”
Charlotte laughed out loud. “Sounds like some lesbian orgies are going to be happening.”
“Would Daddy mind?”
“Of course not. None of us would mind if you had your fun, Emily. Daddy always said he wouldn’t mind if I had a lot of fun with my friends. He’d just never do anything with them himself. He promised Caroline that he’d only ever make love to women in the family. I knew a couple of my friends really had the hots for Daddy, but I told them it simply wasn’t going to happen.”
Emily chuckled. “Well, my friends love my father but are not interested in him that way. I think they’d love to have fun with you though.”
“They would?”
“Most of my friends think you’re hot, Charlotte.”
Charlotte pulled her a little closer. “So you want to learn how to eat pussy, sweetie?” she asked softly.
“Yes… Crystal didn’t get to be with me for her first time. I love that it was with Daddy. But I’d love to know what I’m doing for my first time with her.”
“We’ve got about six weeks to prepare. Want Caroline to know?”
“Of course. She’d love to know that I care about her daughter so much.”
For the next six weeks, Emily had a crash course in eating pussy thanks to her sister. Caroline would sit in from time to time. Emly never went down on Caroline, not wanting to do that until she’d been with Crystal a few times. But when she watched Caroline go down on Charlotte, and then Charlotte returned the favour, Emily couldn’t help masturbating every single time as it was beautiful, erotic and endlessly arousing.
She also sat in and watched her father make love with Caroline. It was the first time that she knew the pair were totally in love with each other and should definitely be married to one another. The way Caroline gazed at her father told Emily everything she needed to know. Caroline had been in love with her father for far longer than they’d been together. It actually made Emily feel a little sad that they hadn’t gotten together earlier, but at least they had each other now.
As for Charlotte, Emily was left thinking her big sister was showing off a little bit as her father absolutely nailed her one night, and watching her father slide his big cock into Charlotte’s arse took her breath away. Hearing Charlotte whimper and then begging her father to fuck her arse turned Emily on far more than she would have imagined. Leaning back against Caroline, her arms around her, Caroline assured Emily that Charlotte loved everything that she did with her father and that she had a submissive streak that needed satisfying.
On the morning of Crystal’s eighteenth birthday, Emily slid into the bed of her girlfriend, Crystal opening her eyes and smiling to see Emily with her.
“I love you so much,” Emily whispered.
“I love you too,” Crystal replied, the pair sharing a soft but increasingly passionate kiss. They were still making out when Caroline knocked on the door, finding her daughter and niece in a passionate embrace.
“You two are just far too cute together,” Caroline stated. Like Emily’s birthday, the entire family came to wish Crystal a happy birthday, Emily received smiles as Crystal snuggled against her once everyone had hugged and kissed her.
After a day of studying, Emily returned home with Crystal to find an empty house. Everyone else was now working so they wouldn’t be home until later. With the house to themselves, Emily led Crystal to the bedroom of her girlfriend, the pair not delaying in finally getting naked together. Crystal had a fantastic body, at least in the eyes of her cousin, a pair of lovely perky C-cup breasts, a tight, toned little body, and a small patch of fur above her pussy.
“Tonight,” Crystal whispered, “I’ve always wanted you as my first, Emily. I’d love to have fun with Dad from time to time, but I’ve always preferred girls. I’m pretty much a lesbian with a slight interest in only one man.”
“Me too… But I just had to have Daddy…”
Crystal smiled at her. “I really don’t mind, Emily. I just knew what I wanted when I turned eighteen. The woman I love as my first lover. And now that I’m eighteen, we can finally start having fun with our friends.”
“Can you handle doing that even though we want to be together?”
“Yes, because our relationship is going to be like that from the start. Only when we’re married…”
“I want to marry you too,” Emily whispered, “We’ll be monogamous then?”
“Until then, we’re young, beautiful, and have so many beautiful friends who want to have fun with us in return. I want to experience so many different things with a lot of sexy girls, as long as we’re doing it together.”
“No men?”
“Only your father, and even then… Part of me wants to, but part of me doesn’t care if I’m never with a man.”
“Daddy won’t mind if you don’t, Crystal. I loved Daddy, but he knows you’re my girlfriend, and my relationship with you is the most important to me.”
After dinner out with the family that evening, Crystal preferred something Asian-inspired with a hint of spice, they visited a different bar to enjoy a little music and a couple of drinks before Crystal was ready to go home. Everyone knew why. The fact Crystal and Emily were in love wasn’t a secret to anyone.
As soon as they were in the door at home, Crystal hugged everyone else, including a long hug with her mother. Emily didn’t hear what Caroline whispered into her ear, but the gaze in the eyes and the way Caroline caressed the cheek of her daughter, Emily was left wondering if Crystal’s mother was interested in being intimate with her daughter. Emily found herself smiling at the thought. Caroline had watched Emily being intimate with her father. Emily knew she’d love watching her girlfriend be intimate with her mother.
Crystal wanted to make love on her bed, the two young women slowly taking each other’s clothing off as they kissed and caressed each bit of skin that was exposed before they were both naked on the bed.
“Let me look after you,” Emily whispered, “I’ve dreamed about licking your sweet little pussy for so long.”
“I love you so much, Emily,” Crystal whispered, “I want to be your wife in the future. A big lesbian wedding and then we’ll spend our life together.”
“You don’t really want to be with Daddy, do you?”
“No… I want to be with Mum…”
“And she offered, didn’t she?”
“Mum would love to lick my pussy too,” Crystal whispered, Emily giggling at how she blushed brightly, “And she said it would be even better if you were there with us, Emily. And then after that, maybe Charlotte could join us.”
“And who would Daddy be with?”
“Aunt Jessica or Grandma. I’ve never been blind to how things work here.”
Emily laughed out loud. The rest of the family tried so hard to keep everything a secret, but even young people can read body language and understand relationships. Kissing down the body of her cousin, Emily knew her girlfriend was probably going to enjoy an orgasm rather quickly. All the teaching came to fruition as she had Crystal moaning constantly as she savoured each kiss of her soft skin, giving her beautiful breasts plenty of attention, before she moved down to her pussy. Emily inhaled her scent and groaned, Crystal giggling again as they gazed into each other’s eyes.
“I want you to cum so hard,” Emily murmured, “And I’m going to just lick you all night, Crystal.”
“I want to return the favour though. I have to pleasure my girlfriend in return.”
It was a wonderful night of lovemaking. She devoured her cousin’s pussy, and when the first orgasm tore through Crystal’s body, Emily had to move up and cuddle her cousin as the young woman sobbed before she begged Emily to make her cum again. Emily only stopped pleasuring her cousin when her jaw simply ached too much, Crystal enjoying so many climaxes, her cousin was left exhausted enough that she suggested Emily just straddle her face so she could eat her pussy.
Crystal might not have had any experience, but with some instruction from Emily, she was soon pleasuring her better than could be expected for a first time, and Emily savoured that first orgasm shared with Crystal. The pair then agreed that they just had to pleasure each other at the same time, Emily’s jaw still a little sore but the sixty-nine they enjoyed left both of them satisfied and rather tired afterwards.
Walking out to the kitchen the next morning, holding hands tightly, everyone else was already up and they were greeted by smiles before Caroline and Charlotte hugged them.
“Dad… I know you might have been told… But I’m a lesbian, Mum. I only want to sleep with girls,” Crystal confessed.
Caroline hugged her daughter, Crystal needing a little cry, before she walked across the kitchen and hugged her surrogate father ever so tightly. Emily smiled as her father kissed the top of Crystal’s head, his eyes glistening as she assured Crystal that he loved her like a daughter and that he expected nothing from her except hope that she loved him just the same.
“I love you so much… Daddy…” Crystal whispered.
That made her father release a couple of tears. Caroline joined the hug, kissing her daughter before leaning up to kiss her father. Natalie got up and walked over to hug her father. “I love you too, Daddy,” Natalie whispered.
It was too much for her father, hugging both girls tightly, Emily cuddling against her big sister as everyone watched the family truly come together. Sharing a glance with Charlotte, the four children of Mark then descended upon Caroline, who was caught by surprise before Charlotte said, “We love you so much, Mum.”
It was an emotional breakfast, Caroline unable to stop sobbing as she told the four of them that she loved them as any mother would. Returning to the table, the children all watched as Mark and Caroline hugged each other tightly.
“Daddy,” Charlotte stated, “You should marry Mum.”
“Yeah, I think we’d all love that, Dad,” Nathan added, “What do you think, Tali?”
“I’d love to see our parents get married,” Natalie replied.
“Probably the first of a few weddings if things work out,” Alyssa suggested, glancing at her brother and then at her little sister. Emily felt herself blushing though immediately held hands with Crystal.
“Well, it’s been emotional but I’m starving. I think it’s time to eat,” Charlotte stated.
Everyone gathered around the table as a family. Emily couldn’t stop herself smiling the entire time as she looked around to see the love clearly on display between everyone. Her father, Caroline and Charlotte. Nathan, Alyssa and Natalie. And now she and Crystal.
She could only wonder what the future would bring.
*****
Epilogue (Mark)
Whenever I find myself sitting back in silence for a few minutes, which doesn’t happen all that often if I’m honest, I can’t help but wonder how my life would have turned out had Caroline not told me everything that my ex-wife had been up to. I’d lived in the darkness for so long, unaware of the truth, but once Caroline told me what was going on, I knew the most important thing was keeping the family together. Caroline was my rock during that time. I’ve never felt any guilt about the fact our relationship started before my divorce was confirmed. Having to wait at least a year to move on with your life is, quite frankly, ridiculous.
Three months after that morning when I knew my little girl and my youngest niece had confirmed their love by being intimate, I proposed to Caroline. Though she expected it, she still burst into tears and could barely say ‘Yes’ before I slid the ring onto her finger. The family was delighted, but what made it extra special was when I proposed to Charlotte in front of everyone once Caroline and I had made it home.
We married three months later. Friends and family were aware of my relationship with Caroline and pretty much everyone approved, aware of the support Caroline had offered during the breakdown of my marriage and were not surprised that we’d fallen in love. I did worry about Charlotte and how she would react to me marrying Caroline. Charlotte assured me more than once that as long as she had a ring on a finger as a sign of her father’s love, and my commitment to always love her, then she would happily see me married to one of her favourite people.
The night Caroline and I consummated our marriage involved Charlotte. I was inside my daughter making love when I slid a second ring on her finger. Her bottom lip trembled as Caroline whispered into her ear that she was now my wife as well as my daughter and that Caroline would always love her just as much as her father. It was another emotional evening, Charlotte begging me to fill her all the time, admitting her only other dream was to have children with her father.
Caroline approved of the idea and suggested we discuss the idea seriously after we’d been away for our honeymoon.
Charlotte was invited to join us for that, and I would never tire of watching my two wives being intimate. Though they loved each other and loved pleasuring each other, it always ended with me being invited to make love to both of them before we’d cuddle up and go to sleep.
Two years after I married Caroline, Nathan and Natalie married. Marriage between cousins is legal where we live, and Nathan had proposed to Natalie a year earlier. In front of the family, he then proposed to Alyssa, heartbroken that he could never publicly reveal his undying love for his twin sister, but he knew how lucky he was to have two women who were as devoted to him as he was to them.
Only a couple of people didn’t approve of the relationship and subsequent marriage between Nathan and Natalie. Those people were simply not invited to the wedding and were cut out of their lives. It was a beautiful ceremony. My son was ever so handsome in his suit, and Natalie was stunning in her white dress. It was a fantastic night though I didn’t miss the fact Nathan disappeared for an hour with both his wife and twin sister, the three returning with large smiles, Charlotte eventually walking over and giggling, stating she’d been told by Alyssa that her brother’s cum was leaking out of her as her panties had been torn off her body.
The private ceremony occurred the next weekend, where I was in the role of celebrant as I ‘married’ my son and daughter before my son then ‘married’ his sister and cousin together, confirming they were a lifelong throuple.
Taking a deep breath, I stood before the door, knowing what lay on the other side of the door. “You can come in,” a voice called.
Opening the door, Emily had her back to me as she stood in her white dress. A couple of her best friends and former lovers were putting the finishing touches to her dress before they stepped back. Emily turned around and I couldn’t stop the sob that escaped me, her two friends immediately walked over to cuddle me.
“You’re so beautiful,” I finally managed to say, putting one foot in front of the other before I held my daughter in my arms, “I thought I told you long ago that you were to stop getting older.”
Emily giggled. She’d never lost that little giggle even though she was now in her mid-twenties. “I’ll always be your little girl, Daddy,” she whispered, “How’s Caroline dealing with Crystal?”
“Fairly sure she’s had to redo her make-up more than once.”
“I’m marrying my best friend and the woman I love, Daddy.”
Though I’d been her first lover, and taken her virginity, the sexual relationship with Emily had barely lasted six months. I had loved the time we shared together but I knew her heart belonged to Crystal, and I also knew her preference was for women. Once she was at university to study, the world was her oyster, and for three years, she and Crystal had the time of their lives. The house was sometimes full of gorgeous young women, certainly going against the stereotype I had of what lesbians were apparently like in reality.
I knew Caroline would be walking Crystal to the end of the aisle first, hearing the music start outside. As they had the same friend group, Crystal would have three bridesmaids, and Emily would have three bridesmaids. To my amusement, I knew the six bridesmaids had all been intimate with my daughter and niece, and I’d seen both pictures and videos of their joint bachelorette party. I joked they could have sold the videos online and made millions. It was probably one of the most erotic things I’d ever seen. Charlotte had kept copies and admitted to masturbating constantly while watching her little sister having the time of her life.
Friends and family had gathered once again, seeing the sea of smiling faces as I walked my little girl down the aisle towards the woman she’d always been destined to marry. It was a beautiful and simple ceremony, the pair exchanging vows and rings before they shared a passionate first kiss as… I guess wife and wife.
Our lives settled down after they were married and moved into their own place. Nathan, Natalie and Alyssa moved out within weeks of their marriage and now owned their own home only a couple of suburbs away. Natalie was pregnant with their first child, and the three of them were excited to start their family. I knew Alyssa wanted to carry a child and that they would likely start trying a year or so after Natalie gave birth.
Emily and Crystal moved into an apartment not too far away. They had no desire to have children and apartment living limited the idea of having pets. They have a cat which they treat like their only child. Though they have no desire to have children, they’ve offered to always be available to babysit their nieces and nephews.
Charlotte is currently five months pregnant with our first child together. She’s naturally worried, it being her first child and also the fact it’s with her father. Caroline is a wonderful avenue of support, and whenever Charlotte is having a difficult day, Caroline always has words of wisdom to offer that help my oldest daughter feel better about things.
So many kids moving out of the house left space and that meant Jessica and Mary decided to sell up and move in with us. No, that didn’t mean the pair immediately joined us in bed. Mary was now well into her sixties by this stage and her interest in sex had plummeted after menopause hit her big time. Caroline knew her sister needed an outlet and Charlotte was not jealous of Jessica at all. I didn’t take advantage of the situation, but there was soon a rotation of three women sharing my bed, and Caroline was never going to complain when it came to having fun with Charlotte. As for Mary, she was content to simply snuggle up with her son-in-law on the couch for an evening, hoping to live at least for a couple more decades to enjoy time with her children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren.
And finally… I guess Christine needs to be mentioned. After all the bitterness and hatred, it’s now been well over a decade since shit hit the fan. Mary had been in contact with her, and after a few years, decided she needed to see her daughter. Jessica was the next to meet up with her, returning to suggest that her sister had changed considerably.
Nathan and Alyssa were the next to break ranks, agreeing to meet their mother for lunch one day though only with their grandmother and Jessica as support. When they returned in the late afternoon, the fact Alyssa was upset had me thinking it had gone badly.
“She’s so sad and apologetic, Dad,” Alyssa stated as we shared coffee at the dinner table, “And she’s so alone in the world. We didn’t know the whole story of everything going on. She’s been completely honest about everything. Mary warned her that if she lied to us, she’d cut her off forever.”
“Honest about what?” I had to ask.
“She wants to meet up with you, Dad,” Nathan replied, “Even if it’s only once, it’s been over ten years. She’s hoping the hatred…”
“I don’t hate her any longer, son. I don’t really have any feelings about her. Emily has forgiven her in her heart. Charlotte just doesn’t think about her. And Caroline… I think even she’s missing her sister nowadays. We’re getting older, and when we reminisce about things, there is something in her voice about the fact she hasn’t had a second sister for a long time now.”
Talking with Caroline and Charlotte about it a couple of days later, Caroline surprised me by crying, admitting she wanted to meet up with her sister and finally just clear the air. Charlotte kept her face blank, left wondering what she thought. Only in bed that night with both of them did she tearfully admit that the hate she’d carried for so long had ended up hurting herself more than anyone.
“You should speak to her,” Caroline suggested, “As your son said, even if it’s only one time, maybe it’ll just clear the air after all this time”
And that’s how I found myself sitting at a nearby pub on a Saturday afternoon, nursing a schooner of beer, a glass of Christine’s favourite wine waiting on the table for her to arrive. She appeared right on time, rising to my feet as she looked ever so nervous when walking towards me. Her red hair had faded and there were whispers of grey. Her green eyes were still expressive. She’d aged gracefully though it seemed she did carry a little more weight.
“Thanks for agreeing to meet me, Mark.”
“It’s been a long time. Take a seat.” After doing just that, I had to ask, “How have you been?”
I didn’t expect the bitter laugh. “I’ll put it bluntly. I well and truly fucked my life up.”
“I guess I can’t really disagree with that considering what I’ve heard. The only question I really have after all this time is why you did everything you did. I thought I was a good husband. A good father…”
“The best,” she whispered, unable to meet my eyes as her hands fidgeted. Something she’d never done before. “I had the best husband. Wonderful sisters. A mother who adored me. Kids I should have never abandoned. But I was a selfish, narcissistic, self-centred bitch who thought I was owed… I don’t know what I was owed. I just thought after having kids and raising a family, I deserved far more than what I had.”
“All those guys, Chris…”
“Were a means to an end, Mark. I’m going to say ‘It was just sex’ and you know that’s bullshit. I knew it was bullshit, but considering I was cheating, I needed to justify it to myself. I’ll admit, I loved the sex. Really loved the sex. Most of them were not any better than you. Didn’t have a bigger cock or anything. It was just different. A physical act. Some figured out how to push my buttons. Others just treated me like a cum dump. A large part of me did like that.”
“Really?”
She sipped at her wine before nodding. “I’ve spent years in therapy unpacking how I fucked up my life, Mark. The most important thing I learned is that I have a dark, jealous streak inside me. And most of it stemmed from the fact I gave birth to our children, yet I was always left thinking they loved you far more. I hated it. Particularly when it came to…” That’s when I noticed a couple of tears run down her cheeks. “Could she ever forgive me, Mark? Could our little girl ever forgive me for being such a horrible mother? But I just couldn’t handle it. With everything else I was doing, seeing the little girl I’d carried for nine months, and then doted on until I returned to work, her entire world just seemed to be you. And I hated it. Hated it so much. And I hated you because of it.”
I had to lean back and stare at her before I whispered, “Wow.”
“I told you I was fucked up, Mark. Totally fucked up. All the sex I had was a means to an end regarding my job. I fucked anyone that could help me progress. The guy I ended up living with? We cheated on each other almost from the moment I moved in with him. He knew what I was like yet thought I’d change for him. Thing is, Mark, I still loved you even then. I never loved him.”
“And now?”
“No, Mark. Those feelings have died over the years. And I know you’re married to Caroline now.”
“How does that make you feel?”
“Regretful that I ruined my marriage with you, my relationship with my sister… And that ruined my relationship with my children. Hell, it’s only thanks to Mum that I’m here today. I know she’s spoken on my behalf a few times.”
“What are you doing now?”
“I quit that job years ago because of how it ruined my life. I now make a simple living working at a non-profit. Look after all their legal matters. I live in a small apartment. I have a cat.” I couldn’t help but chuckle at her tone. She did sound happy enough. “Mark… Would our children… Would they ever want to meet me again?”
“It’s been a long time, Chris. Maybe I could talk to them.”
“I know I don’t deserve it after everything, but I’d love to see them all again.”
“Including Emily?”
“I have so much to say to her. I have to apologise for everything. My heart hurts for what I did to our little girl, Mark. I’ve been to a dark place more than once because of everything.”
For the next few weeks, I kept in touch with Christine. So did Mary and Jessica. I mentioned Christine to Caroline and the kids, gauging their interest. Caroline eventually figured it out and suggested we host a barbecue and see what happened. I had to ask if she was sure, as the last words that I knew they’d exchanged had been hateful.
“It’s time,” she said, cuddling into my chest as we laid back in bed without Charlotte. She was busy having fun with Jessica. “I never truly hated my sister, I just hated what she was doing. But you’re right in that we’re all getting older, and although none of us are religious, I still believe that forgiveness is a noble thing.”
“I’ll send Christine a message and see if she’s available next month.”
Caroline was silent before whispering, “Is she okay, Mark?”
“She’s full of regret and sorrow, and she’s living a very lonely life. I think she’s doing that as penance for what she’s done.”
The morning of the barbecue, I made sure the entire family was there first. I was at the grill out in the backyard, all the children were lazing by the pool. Mary was lazing on a lounge chair under a large umbrella. Caroline and Jessica were in the kitchen preparing salads and other foods to accompany the meat.
Hearing the doorbell ring, I called out that I’d get it. Opening the front door, a very nervous-looking Christine Walsh, as she’d reverted to her maiden name upon our divorce, was already fidgeting when she removed her sunglasses, and she was already crying. What caught her by complete surprise was when I stepped forward and wrapped my arms around her. Then she just cried even more.
“I should go,” she sobbed into my chest, “I don’t deserve any of this. You should all hate me forever.”
“I never hated you,” I heard Caroline state, letting go of Christine as two incredibly tearful sisters embraced each other for the first time in over a decade, “I never hated you, Christy. You’re my sister, and I love you.”
Christine fell apart completely hearing that Caroline, her little sister, still loved her. We needed to help carry her inside so she could sit on the couch, almost wailing as Caroline held her tightly, lightly stroking her back, Christine just murmuring ‘Sorry’ again and again. Jessica appeared in the doorway, hearing everything, and she was crying as much as her two sisters, walking over and sitting on her knees in front of the couch to join the group hug with her sisters.
“You’re home again, Christy,” Jessica assured her, “Give it time, but you’re home again.”
Once Christine was all cried out, I helped her to her feet and she almost blushed when I held her hand. Caroline and Jessica walked out before me, stopping at the threshold as I felt her squeeze my hand. “Ready?” I asked softly.
She took a deep breath and nodded, stepping out into the backyard, the conversation halting immediately as all eyes fell on Christine. Mary rose to her feet within seconds and walked over to hug her daughter.
“Thank you for coming, sweetpea,” Mary stated softly, “I know this is difficult for you.”
“I had to do it, Mum,” Christine replied.
To my immense pride, Emily was the first to walk towards Christine. I heard her gasp as Christine noticed the beautiful young woman our daughter was. What made me smile even more was that Christine was holding her hands. They stood apart by only a foot or so and gazed at each other in silence for a few seconds.
“I’m sorry, baby,” Christine whispered, “I’m so sorry. I was an awful, horrible… I can’t say mother. I was barely that at times. I…”
She didn’t get anything else out before Emily stepped forward and hugged her. “I forgive you, Mum,” she said softly, “I’ve forgiven you in my heart for a long time now.”
I think this was almost going to be too much for Christine as hearing our little girl had forgiven her caused her to fall apart yet again, nearly sagging onto the ground as I had to help keep her up.
Nathan and Alyssa were the next to approach, my son hugging his mother without a word, seeing the delight on her face as our son was a handsome young man, before Alyssa took a moment to simply look at her mother before hugging her too.
Last to approach was Charlotte, her face a mixture of emotions. Christine had probably been aware of how devoted our first-born daughter was to her father. She’d admitted to an ugly jealousy of both daughters, of how devoted they did appear to me. I could have used a million and one excuses as to why that may have been the case, but Christine had held her hands up and said the jealousy was on her alone. Being jealous of her own children wasn’t right at all.
“You hurt Daddy,” Charlotte whispered.
“I know I did, sweetheart. I’ll regret that and so many other things for the rest of my life.” Then she noticed the bump on her belly and Christine glanced at me and smiled before looking back at our daughter. “Sweetheart, are you pregnant?”
“Yes, Mum…”
Hearing Charlotte call her that title was too much, mother and daughter both sobbing as they hugged each other for the first time in years. Charlotte glanced at me, and I could only nod my approval, Charlotte closing her eyes and savouring the moment. I was impressed by all my children. This could have been a day of hate-filled accusations and recriminations. While that might come later, the fact the four could find it in themselves to forgive her, and then hug her, spoke volumes about the children I’d raised.
Sitting down to eat was a little awkward, conversation stilted as no-one was sure how to broach particular topics. She was aware that I’d married Caroline, my wedding ring on display during our first meeting, and I’d confirmed the marriage during our third conversation.
“Mum…” Nathan finally stated after clearing his throat, “Mum, I married Natalie.”
“Oh… All that matters is that my son and niece are happy together,” Christine said with a smile.
“I’m a lesbian,” Emily blurted out.
“And we’re married too,” Crystal added happily.
Christine was up and walking around the table to hug our daughter again. “As long as you’re happy, baby… You have a beautiful wedding?”
“We recorded it if you want to watch it.”
“Nothing would make me happier, baby.”
Heading inside once it was dark, Christine then unloaded everything she needed to say, pulling no punches when it came to admitting everything she’d done. She also admitted to having undergone extensive therapy in recent years to figure out just why and how badly she’d messed up her life. She knew that true forgiveness and being accepted back into our lives wouldn’t be easy, but she was willing to do anything to be in all our lives once again.
When she was ready to leave that night, Christine spent half the time crying again, and I was a little worried about her mental state. I eventually offered to drive her back to her apartment, Caroline following in her car so she could drive me home. Caroline hugged her sister first before Christine wanted a hug with me, almost blushing before she ended up snuggled against my chest.
“I was an awful wife for so long, Mark. Hand on heart, I’m glad you found love with my little sister. To be honest, you’re just perfect together.”
“I guess part of me could be thankful…”
“Can we do this again? Get together one day and just spend time together as a family? I haven’t been able to talk about family for far too long.”
“I’m sure the kids would love to have their mother in their lives once again. You’re clearly not the woman they remember.”
“I’m not. I’m glad I’m not.”
“You’re not dating?”
She shook her head. “I’m avoiding relationships. My focus is on the kids and my family. Anything else is secondary. I want to spend time with my oldest daughter, doing things that mothers and daughters should be doing together. I want to spend time with our twins, enjoying just being in their presence. And Emily… I’ll never deserve her forgiveness, Mark, but I’ll do my best to make sure our relationship is wonderful going forward.”
“That’s all she’ll want in return, Chris.”
Returning home, Jessica and Mary were asleep in bed, leaving me with Caroline and Charlotte to snuggle into me. We didn’t make love as none of us really felt in the mood after what had been one hell of an emotional rollercoaster of a day. Caroline was smiling while Charlotte looked content.
I had no real idea what the future was going to bring, but I could only hope that the entire family would come together and live happy lives forever going forward.
*****
A/N – In a few stories, I give the ‘villain’ of the piece a redemption arc. I’m someone who thinks forgiveness is possible in most circumstances if the ‘villain’ is honestly contrite and sorry about what happened. Perhaps people will think certain things are unforgivable, but as with other stories, I think the best ‘revenge’ most people can have is moving on and living well.
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