He almost always awakened in the middle of the night needing to pee. There was only one bathroom so he had to walk through the kitchen to the bathroom, which was adjacent to Jessica’s bedroom, which was across the hall from Nolan’s bedroom. As he came out of the bathroom he heard groans coming from Nolan’s room. Marty thought that Nolan was probably having a dream, but then noticed that the light was on and that the door was halfway open.
He walked quietly down the hall and looked through the opening at the hinge of the door. The sight that met his eyes nearly floored him. Jessica was completely naked and was between her brother’s legs, obviously licking his nuts as she stroked his semi-hardened cock. Marty was not 5 feet from them and could clearly see what looked like drops of cum on Nolan’s legs and stomach. There was also a wet spot between his legs. What??? Jessica had, no doubt, given him a blow job!
Marty was transfixed. He couldn’t believe his eyes. He was insanely jealous that his daughter, whom he considered his own personal sexual conquest, was pleasuring her brother. Not that he could blame her. Nolan was a big, strong man and, from what he could see now, was equally as well-equipped as was his father. Marty crazily realized that Nolan would have the capacity to recover much more quickly that he could, himself. He also would supply Jessica with bigger loads of what Marty knew that Jessica loved – cum. If there ever was a girl who truly loved cum, it was his little girl. Apparently she was getting it from more sources than one. As jealous and angry as he was, he realized that he was becoming very aroused. Yes, he wanted to watch this. He would not intrude. He wanted to watch his Jessica in action with another man – even if it was his own son – and her brother.
Jessica crawled up her brother’s body, kissing his stomach and chest and then his throat, ears and, finally, his mouth. They tongue kissed as she sat down on his now almost-fully-erect cock and wiggled her ass to settle her drenched pussy slit onto his thick length. Her clit was swollen and distended and was deliciously stimulated when she moved against him.
Jessica rolled off of her brother and opened her legs. Marty could see, from his vantage point, that her pussy was drooling with her juices. Nolan got on his knees and between his sister’s legs as she reached to pull his face to hers so that they could kiss. Meanwhile, he guided his thick truncheon to Jessica’s opening and pushed.
“Unnnnnggggggggghhhhh,” she groaned when he entered her. “Oh, Nolan, fuck meeeeeee!” she squealed.
Marty fished his cock out of his boxers and began to stroke as he watched his daughter’s reaction. He knew well how much she loved a fat cock inside her hungry snatch, but she didn’t kiss him as passionately, he didn’t think, as she was kissing her brother. Her reaction to Nolan, though very similar to how she reacted to him, was somehow more intense. The little slut! He wondered how long this had been going on. Surely he would have discovered it before now if they did it often. The siblings were rarely home, together, when he was not home.
Nolan was very slowly and lovingly thrusting himself in and out of his sister’s delightfully wet, slick pussy. It occurred to him that it felt much different than he remembered. She was still very tight, but it had not been very difficult, at all, to get it in – the times that they had done it before had presented some difficulty. Tonight, though, it seemed easier. She seemed totally relaxed, as if she were accustomed to this. He knew it had to be his imagination. His sister desired him and her body had prepared itself for him. He loved that! He knew she loved him and he certainly loved her. He knew that she had him hooked now. He could no longer deny himself, or her, this great pleasure.
Jessica was trying to be as quiet as she could, but Nolan was fucking her so exquisitely that she could hardly keep her voice down. “Fuck me, Baby. Oh, Nolan, it’s so good. Do me deep, Baby! Oh, I love you, Nolan! You’re going to make me cum so goooood!” she chanted.
Marty watched wide-eyed as his son began to fuck her deep, as she had requested. He was withdrawing almost all the way, and then plunging deep inside his little sister, eliciting groans and moans of delight. He saw her place her feet squarely on the bed and begin to thrust her loins up at her brother, welcoming each deep thrust with abject surrender and great gusto. Marty recognized this. When Jessica felt her orgasm coming on, she often did this, bucking herself up at him with such ferocity that his pubic bone felt bruised the next day. She was doing that same thing right now. She was biting the sheet to keep from screaming, he noticed. When they were in the house alone, she often screamed like a banshee when she was about to reach her climax. Marty was proud of the fact that he had given his young daughter many, many intense orgasms. Nolan couldn’t possibly be giving her any more pleasure than Marty, himself, was capable of giving her. It occurred to him that, as strong as his own sex drive was, Jessica’s was no doubt even stronger. She had told him many times that sex with him was even more exciting because it was forbidden. Of course her brother was forbidden in the same way! And how could Nolan possibly resist his incredibly sexy sister? He and Jessica had talked about the fact that her mother would soon be home. Obviously he and Jessica could not have sex with the regularity that they were used to, but both of them had made it clear that they did not want it to end.
Jessica often came home from school so amped up for sex that she started undressing as she entered the door, telling him that she couldn’t wait — for him to hurry. He recognized now that a sex drive as strong as hers couldn’t be satisfied with just an occasional session with her father. From the looks of things, Nolan could pick up his slack. He would gladly take advantage when they could, but there was no way he was going to be angry about this. It was reasonable. In fact, he pondered, he might even tell her that he saw them and that he would never interfere.
Jessica placed her hand on Nolan’s ass and stopped thrusting. He took her cue and shoved himself as deep into her as he could as he felt her entire body begin to spasm beneath him. She had the sheet in her mouth, but she was still moaning so loudly that he was a little worried that their father could hear them, even at the far end of the house. Her pussy was squeezing his cock so tightly that it hurt, but as it gripped and relaxed repeatedly, it reminded him of a milking machine that he had seen on a dairy farm once. He could feel that he was going to cum again and, as he looked at his little sister’s incomparable, sexy body and beautiful face, he began to shoot his potent seed deep inside her.
As Jessica’s orgasm abated, she could feel her brother spewing his load inside her. She loved that feeling. She loved the feeling of her father’s thick cock as he emptied himself into her and she loved this, too. She wished that she could have them both on a regular basis, but she was quite sure that could not happen. They had taken a great risk by fucking with their father in the house! This hadn’t really been planned, but she was very happy that it had happened.
As her gasping brother lay on top of her, having emptied himself inside her willing body, she reflected on what she had become. A wanton slut? Maybe. She didn’t care. She felt loved and she felt happy. She loved her brother and she loved her father. They both loved her and both of them fulfilled her, though in different ways. She knew that she made both of them happy and gave them both great pleasure. They gave her great pleasure, too. Not just sexual, physical pleasure, but also the pleasure that only the love of a family member can give. Incest was truly best.
She smiled and winked at her father, who was peeping around the door. She mouthed, “I love you!” Marty grinned and went back to bed.
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