Her right arm swung up to cover her mouth. Then she started shaking. I knew the signs. She was having one hellacious orgasm. I could feel her collapse against me, arm still over her mouth trying to stifle the hoarse breathing. The girls were still oblivious to our presence. Tammy rested against me, still stroking her clit.
We could hear Jamie ask “Are you close? I’m ready, Mel, I’m gonna cum”
Mel’s voice was muffled by Jamie’s pussy but we could still hear her, “Suck my clit. Now.”
Jamie apparently obeyed because Mel’s body rose up into Jamie’s as Mel fastened her mouth around her sister’s clit and applied suction. I came against Tammy’s ass as my beautiful daughters enjoyed a simultaneous orgasm. I think Tammy came again but I was so lost in my own release that I couldn’t be sure.
I think I was the first one to come to their senses. Tammy was leaning into me, head against my shoulder, breathing deeply. Mel and Jamie were both on their backs now, but Jamie’s eyes were closed and she was rubbing Mel’s abdomen.
I unclasped my arms from around Tammy and started slow clapping. Tammy giggled. Mel flipped over onto her stomach, making high pitched squeaking noises and trying to cover herself with the bedspread. Jamie just opened her eyes and glared at me, “Really, Daddy? A little privacy?”
I just grinned at her, “If you wanted privacy, try closing the damn door.” As I started to pull the door closed, I added “Get cleaned up and dressed, we’ll be downstairs. We need to have a talk, girls.”
Mel was still making frantic squeaking noises as Jamie told her, “Calm down, Mel. They’re not that mad.”
I had to help Tammy down the stairs because her knees didn’t want to hold her weight. It was only then it occurred to me that she was definitely one kinky woman. The only real discussion about multiple partners we ever had happened the morning after our parents found us in bed together. At the time, neither one of us were interested in trying it. My reason was that I just didn’t want to share her with anybody else. That was her objection as well.
While we were waiting, Tammy readjusted her bra and tried to straighten herself out. She was still incredibly turned on, though. She had that glazed over look Mom had that morning. I knew about her impregnation kink, obviously. Hell, we still played with that. Her being turned on by catching our daughters fucking was new, though. I had no idea she was into other women. She would sometimes get mad at me because I didn’t realize I was being flirted with and shut it down. I didn’t feel threatened by it, though. She was a very sensual person so I didn’t find it all that surprising.
We just sat there and waited for the girls. The load I blew in my pants dry humping Tammy’s ass had gotten cold and that was uncomfortable enough to keep my erection at bay. I wasn’t sure what we were going to say when they came down, but I sure planned to take Tammy upstairs and rail her into unconsciousness when we were done. She was going to need it.
The girls came down after about 45 minutes. The shower ran only once and for longer than usual for either daughter, so they obviously showered together. Oops, twitch goes the penis. They were dressed as usual for house lounging, an extra long t-shirt with presumably some form of underwear beneath that. Both were barefoot and had their hair pulled back in a ponytail.
We sat on one side of the table and the girls sat down next to each other opposite us. They held hands on the table. Mel still looked like she was having a panic attack but was no longer squeak breathing. Jamie was defiant. I knew exactly who was in charge in this relationship.
“You wanted to talk?” Jamie was going on the offensive, judging from the way she pronounced the word “talk”.
“Yeah, sweetie, we need to. First, you need to understand we aren’t mad. In fact, we understand — ” I decided to just freestyle it. This conversation was going to go wherever it went.
“What?” Mel and Jamie asked in unison. Apparently, understanding wasn’t on their list of expected responses.
“No, we understand. Really, we do.” I had my hands up as a reassuring gesture.
“We’re brother and sister. Your father is my brother.” Tammy just blurted it out. I wish I had a picture of their faces, though.
“WHAT?” Again in unison. “Are you — that’s not — who — seriously, how –” They just started stammering.
“Yeah. We are brother and sister. We just never knew how or when to tell you and you never asked any questions that made it necessary to tell you before now.” I explained.
The girls just sat there and stared at each other for a few seconds. Then they stared at us for a few seconds. Mel was obviously having more trouble processing it than Jamie.
“Well, that explains the one set of grandparents, anyways. Always wondered about that but I just thought you,” looking at me, “didn’t get along with any of your family and I didn’t want to bring it up.” Thanks, kid. Love you, too.
After her outburst, Tammy just sat there with her glazed eyes and slight smile. “You two are going to need to be very careful outside of this house or your place, I hope you understand that. A lot of people are not going to understand you and they won’t try, either.”
“We know,” Mel finally spoke on her own. “Don’t you — ”
“Does it matter, honey? How it happened? Not to us. What we want to know is, are you happy together? Do you two understand what the other expects from this? That’s what we want to know. Are the two of you happy?” Tammy was serious now. Still horny as hell but serious.
“Yes, Mom.” They were really good at this unison thing.
I shrugged, “That’s all we got, girls. We thought you should know who we really are to each other and we wanted to make sure you had some idea of what you were getting into.” Tammy reached over to grab my thigh under the table. It was time to shut up, apparently.
The girls got up and came around the table to give us a hug. Mel apologized to both of us and Jamie gave me a hug and an apology. As she went behind us, she leaned down so her head was between me and Tammy. She gave her mother a hug from behind and whispered loud enough for both of us to hear “I hope you enjoyed the show,” and nibbled on Tammy’s ear.
She had another orgasm sitting right there in the chair. Jamie gave me an evil grin and Mel just blushed. I damn near came, too. I wasn’t sure how I was going to get Tammy upstairs but she managed to do it under her own power. Getting her undressed, she had soaked her thong and the back of her sundress.
Without being prompted, she crawled onto the mattress on all fours. I didn’t even bother getting completely undressed. I took her from behind right there, pants around my ankles. I was pounding away, totally absorbed in her moans and groans. Out of nowhere, she turned her head to look at me and whispered “I want to watch you fuck our girls, Mitchell. Fuck both of them. I want to eat your cum out of them.” For a minute, I thought I might have to go to the hospital because I ruptured something. She came right after that, furiously fingering herself as I continued to stroke inside her pussy.
We stretched out next to each other and cuddled until she fell asleep. I was tired but I was also having a small mental crisis. Tammy was the only woman I had ever been sexual with. She was the only woman I had wanted to be sexual with. I had always tried to give her everything she ever wanted, material or experiential. These were my — our daughters. Part of me recognized that they are extremely attractive, just like their mother. They are adults now and capable of making their own decisions. Apparently, Tammy had no problem with her attraction to the girls.
I just accepted that if the opportunity arose, I probably would fuck both girls, as long as Tammy was there. What drove me wasn’t the girls themselves, it was thought of them with Tammy that I found arousing. I couldn’t bring myself to initiate it but I’d roll with it if there was an occasion.
When Tammy woke up from her nap, we talked about what had happened earlier. I was honest with my reservations and assured her that I had no intention of trying to seduce either one of our daughters. I didn’t say anything about going along with it if she seduced them, though. If she wanted to bring it up, we’d discuss it.
She listened to me like she always did, chin on my chest and watching my face as I talked. When I finished, she thought for a moment and admitted a few secrets I had no idea she even had.
Her first admission was that she really enjoyed voyeurism. She knew, from the very first conversation we had with our parents that morning, that my parents were into it as well. So, she and Mom worked out a deal. Her part of the deal involved recording us having sex. She would then give those recordings to my parents. I had no idea. I guess I should have been upset, it was something that I wouldn’t have agreed to at the time if I had known, but it was already done and given the events of earlier today, probably hypocritical. My parents would provide an opportunity for Tammy to watch them fuck live, when I wasn’t home. They would leave their bedroom door cracked open, have their fun, and Tammy would get off watching them while they got off knowing they were being watched by their daughter. She never actually had sex with either of my parents because I wasn’t there to participate. She, correctly, didn’t think I would be willing to.
That’s why we got a webcam as a housewarming gift when we went off to school. They disabled the recording indicator light before they gave it to us. Turns out, my parents favorite video was the one where we conceived Mel. I remember that night very well. It was epic.
And that’s part of the reason she got so turned on when we caught the girls together. Just watching people have sex was intoxicating to her. She also got off on the fantasy of having sex in front of other people. Combined with the fact that she had a latent bi-curious streak that she discovered, it drove her over the edge. Even after being together as a couple for 30 years now, she still surprised me sometimes.
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