"So, don't forget about anything, sweetie. You have Carol's dad here too."

"I know, Dad," Kelsey told him, before pecking his cheek.

"We'll be back soon, Dad," Carol told me too, before doing the same. "See you, step-dad," she added, before they both left.

I nodded. "Well, she likes you, Martin."

"Loves me, Donnie, but I love her too. You raised a great young woman, and Roger is a good kid too. They have seemed to have a good impact on them. I'm surprised by it, but I'm not gonna complain."

"Fair enough, but is it fair to say..." I let out, before breaking eye contact.

"What?"

"I just mean, shouldn't they like be out there? If you know what I mean?"

"You mean like dating someone?"

"Yes."

"Well," he muttered, breaking eye contact. "I think we should let them get out there when they want. We shouldn't try to force something. I trust Kelsey and Richard to meet someone on their own terms in due time. Besides..."

I nodded. "Besides what, dude?"

"Nothing."

"No, that clearly wasn't 'Nothing.' Martin. What is it?"

"Um," he mumbled, looking all over.

"We're the only ones here, spit it out."

"Okay, can you keep a secret? I'm not asking lightly; I need to know. Our kids get along, and I think it's best that we do too, so I need a firm commitment before I spill anything."

I scratched my head and tried to figure out what he might've had to tell me.

"Well?"

"Okay, what is it?"

He took an intense breath and got even closer to me. It kind of freaked me out, but I knew then it had to be a bombshell.

"I'm just telling you, if you mention this to anyone, you'll fuck up everyone in this family."

"Did you kill someone?"

"No, this isn't Goodfellas."

"Then what?"

"Well, you think Kelsey is a pretty young woman, yes?"

I scoffed. "Um, yes, I've noticed. Am I supposed to ask if you've noticed how beautiful Carol is too?" I asked, before a gap. "You're fucking cheesing. Dude, what the hell?"

"Have you ever thought of her in that way?"

"What do you mean? You're confusing me, and inappropriately talking about our daughters, so just tell me whatever you need to tell me."

He took another deep breath. "I've had sex with Kelsey."

"What, you're joking, right?"

"It's true, so I haven't been too needy for her to get out there. I'm kind of having an affair with my daughter."

I felt my face with both hands. I didn't know what to think, but I couldn't figure out what motive he had to make that up.

"So, are you gonna say something?"

"I'm speechless, you're confessing you've actually done it with your daughter. Even if incest was legal, she's only 17. You're saying..." I groaned, before getting up.

"Whoa, dude, don't lose it," he added, rising.

"Well, this is a fucked up bombshell. I mean like..."

He didn't have anything to add, and I felt a huge headache coming on, and I didn't even know how to deal with it. It wasn't a murder or anything like that, but I couldn't comprehend it.

"I just mean, it's awesome. It's all that's been on my mind for weeks now. It first happened when the girls had a sleepover at my house, and Erin was away spending time with Richard. It was just so hot, and loving. I thought I knew my daughter, but I clearly hadn't yet. I already know you're judging me."

"I'm not judging you, but this is..."

"Fucked up as you said, I know, but I'm just asking you not to tell anyone. Judge me if you need to, but I'm just saying..."

"What, Martin?"

"Haven't you ever thought about Carol in that way? She is a stunning young woman, so wouldn't you like to have something happen with her if you could?"

"Um, no. I don't know what happened with you and Kelsey, but this is still fucked up, Martin."

"Do I need to prove it to you?"

"I don't see what motive you'd have to make it up, but incest is wrong and oh yeah, dude, you're married."

"I know, I know, I didn't plan on it happening, but it happened. I'm telling you, it just feels really damn good. I'm telling you, if something happened with you and Carol, there's not a single day ahead of you when you'd regret it. You'll be so much closer to your daughter, you'll want to slap yourself for not making it happen sooner."

"So, what are you saying, when the girls come back, I should make a move on my own daughter?"

"Are you even slightly interested?"

"No, of course not. She's my daughter, why would I?"

"Okay, I understand," he said, sitting down. "Just don't-"

"I won't tell anyone, but shit, Martin, this is fucked up."

"Whatever, man, I'm glad we could get closer."

I scoffed, and minutes later, the girls showed back up with our food. Of course, then I wasn't so hungry. I knew it was wrong to just judge him, but it was still fucked up. I couldn't get it out of my mind.

"Here you go, Daddy," Kelsey said, before handing him his food and kissing him.

"Thank you, sweetheart."

I scoffed again. 'You two kiss?'

"And here's your food, Dad," Carol told me, before giving me my food too, and pecking my cheek.

I didn't know what to think of anything. We all sat down, and Kelsey ate with her dad. Carol did the same with me, and I tried to eat. Yet, my stomach wasn't craving the food anymore. Needless to say, I couldn't help, but watch Kelsey and Martin.

I knew they had a sexual history and all of a sudden, it was like I saw some evil in them or something. I didn't think they were bad people, but it was something out of the ordinary that couldn't be ignored.

I couldn't finish my meal to save my life. Carol didn't have any issue, but once they were done, I quit. They didn't say anything about it, and both ladies took the trash to the kitchen. Then Martin and I made eye contact.

"Are you gonna be okay?" he muttered.

"I don't know."

He gave me a frustrated look and broke eye contact.

Then the girls came back and Carol sat down with me. "Care for some company, Daddy?" she asked, before lying down with me.

She didn't give me a choice, she just did it. I saw Kelsey do the same, and I jerked a bit.

"What's wrong, Dad?"

"Nothing, I'm just getting comfortable."

I was uncomfortable, but dealt with it in the best way I could. I didn't feel the same way about Carol as Martin felt about Kelsy, but again, I couldn't imagine him making it up, so I had to believe it. I felt the need to scream, but I kept them down for the time being.

I felt the love for my daughter, but still just not in that other way. I couldn't even remember the last time I cuddled with her, but I could only figure that she did it with me because Kelsey and Martin were doing the same thing.

I couldn't tell if they were doing anything because they were twelve feet away roughly. Sure enough, even if they were doing something, I couldn't just come out and bust them. Even if I did, he was right, I'd be fucking shit up.

As time went on, I felt Carol getting closer to me, and seemingly wanting to be both physically and emotionally closer to me. I even went further and wrapped my arms around her, so I felt something, but still not the same thing.

We cuddled for two hours and by the end of it, I was sure there was something going on with them. Seeing them getting so close was something, but at the same time, I had to wonder if Carol knew something.

Considering I wasn't sure how long it had been since we cuddled, I had to wonder. Either way, it was out of my hands, and it still got me closer to Carol. So, I couldn't care too much whether Martin was lying or not.

I breathed somewhat heavily at the notion that they might've done something, and that Carol might know it. For all I knew, her being so close could've been a ploy for something to happen with us.

Anyway, after the movie was over, Carol calmly leaned up. "That was good, wasn't it, Dad?" she asked, before kissing me on the lips.

I jolted a bit, and she just giggled. "There's nothing wrong with a young woman being affectionate with her dad, is there?"

"No, of course not."

"Step-sis, let's get some dessert," Kelsey said, getting up too.

"I'm coming," Carol replied, going to the kitchen with her.

I watched them both rummage into the fridge, and Martin came to me. "Just admit it, you want to boink your daughter," he said, sitting next to me.

"No, I don't. It's wrong, Martin, but were you doing anything with Kelsey over there?"

"I might've been, but look over there," he told me, pointing towards the kitchen.

We saw the girls down on their knees with their thongs hanging out there. I jiggled a bit and tried not to scream once again. Nevertheless, I felt my hard-on and I couldn't deny I felt something. Sure enough, he voluntarily let me see Kelsey too. So, I didn't know what to think, but it was something.

"If you don't judge me, I won't judge you. Confess, you want to fuck her, and shoot your load all over that butt or maybe her boobs."

"I, I, I," I mumbled, without making eye contact.

"You, you, you, what, dude?"

"I want to see some proof that you've been with her."

"You got from I couldn't have the motivation to make that up to you wanting to see some proof?"

"Um, yes, I guess."

"If I do that, I think you should admit there is some deep-seated want to boink her. Your daughter even has her bra sticking out a tad."

I noticed that as they both cut pieces of pie for us. Martin practically gloated next to me, but I didn't speak a word. Then they both brought us our pieces.

"Here you go, Daddy," Carol said, handing it to me.

I had to peek at the crack in her chest. I convulsed again, but didn't utter a word. I had to picture her tits, but of course, I made myself want to see them. Then Martin got up and went to talk to Kelsey.

Carol helped herself to sit next to me. "Oh, banana cream pie is always a winner, Dad."

I took a bite. "I agree," I muttered, checking her out.

Whether I liked it or not, I saw something I liked. She was an elegant young woman, and I had noticed before, but of course, Martin got into my head and planted the seed. I was able to finish the pie, but Martin and Kelsey stayed in the kitchen.

Then I noticed that they both excused themselves. "Carol, feel free to shower," Kelsey said as they left.

"You're gonna shower?"

"Yes, Dad, care to join me?" she asked, standing.

"What, no, why would I...?" I questioned, twitching a bit.

"Dad, it was a joke."

"Oh, okay," I giggled.

"Are you relieved?"

"Um, I guess."

"Are you okay, Dad? Did I make you feel uncomfortable when we cuddled?"

"No, you're fine, hun."

She answered by kissing me. "Are you sure you don't want to shower with me?"

"Yes."

"Okay, Kelsey has said I look great naked," she joked, turning around.

I watched her amble away and she still had her thong sticking out. I had to wonder whether or not she was flirting, but I couldn't help, but to also figure out where Kelsey and Martin went. Once I heard the shower going, I calmly went out of the hallway and saw the bathroom door closed.

Then I saw Martin's door closed. "I bet you're in there, huh?" I asked, before I strolled there.

"Oh, Daddy, you're making me be so bad," Kelsey moaned.

"I'm sorry, I'm a bad father," he added.

"It's okay, now pound me, and cum all over my butt."

"You are fucking kidding me," I mumbled, feeling my hard-on. "This is fucked up, but..."

I couldn't finish my own thought, so I calmly opened the door and confirmed what I thought was behind that door. "This is bullshit, you weren't lying, you're actually having an affair with your daughter. You're plowing her from behind, and she's loving it. I can't see her tits, but she's a sexy fox from what I see."

I felt my boner getting stiffer by the second, but I knew watching them was wrong, even if it was consequential. I told Martin I wanted proof, and maybe this was his way of forking it over. Either way, when I saw them together, I had to love the sight.

"Oh, let me kiss you, Kelsey," he moaned, pulling her up a bit.

Then I got to see her flopping breasts too, and my eyes widened. "Wow, those are nice, Kelsey. I can see why your dad likes to stick it to you."

I couldn't be sure if Martin thought I'd see them, but either way, I cherished the sight and rubbed my hard-on. I watched them like a hawk and heard the shower keep going the whole time, so I knew Carol was busy.

All the while, Martin enjoyed his daughter in a way he just shouldn't. Nevertheless, so was she. He held her arms hard and fucked her somewhat hard. She wasn't screaming, but to not gain attention. Either way, they had mine.

She was underage and incest was illegal, so it was like a double crime taking place right there. That only made it hotter, so I felt my system going haywire and I felt the need to take my rod out. I resisted and just viewed them like I'd die if I didn't.

So, I knew it for sure, Martin and Kelsey were a thing. I couldn't comprehend doing it with Carol, but the idea was out there. Seeing how consequential the sex was between them, I had to wonder how hot it'd be, but either way, I had to appreciate Kelsey's hot body too.

I didn't oogle her, but still witnessed her smoking hot body. She was a stunning young woman, and if anything, I'd want a piece of her too. Yet, I needed a piece of Carol. She showboated her thong before, and I had to think once I knew of the father/daughter incest with those two.

"Oh, let me suck your cock, Daddy," Kelsey moaned, before she got down on her knees.

"You do love your dad," I moaned, before I got to see her suck the life out of it.

"Holy shit, dear daughter," he moaned, feeling her head. "I love you."

"She must love you, man," I let out, rubbing my rod.

Then all of a sudden, I felt a hand on my shoulder. "Oh, shit," I muttered, before jerking around. "I didn't know you got out of the shower."

"Oh, Dad, are you being a naughty voyeur?"

"Wait, do you know what's going on in there?"

"I might, yes."

"What does that mean?" I muttered, trying to catch my breath.

"I love my step-dad, Dad, and Kelsey certainly loves him too. Yes, he's cheating on Mom, but trust me, he's a good dad."

"Okay, this is still fucked up. He told me that he was with her, but I didn't believe him."

"You should have," she told me, closing the gap. "You love me and I love you, and you have a hard-on while watching Martin and Kelsey having sex. Are you ashamed of that? Or maybe you're getting more uneasy with me standing here in nothing, but a towel?"

"I don't know."

"Do you think I'm an elegant young woman?"

"Um, yes. Why do you ask?"

Then she calmly let her towel drop. From one second to the next, I got to see everything on my daughter's body. She even let me see her backside when she did one twirl and got to see her butt as well.

Then she closed the gap completely and felt my hard-on. "Wow, that's hard, Dad. Is this okay?"

"You already did it, Carol, if the roles were reversed, you'd slap me."

"True, but would you like to feel me up now?"

"What, no, that's wrong," I whined, backing away.

"I know," she agreed, coming back to me and kissing me.

Then I saw her peek in there. "Oh, she's giving her dad head, and she's proving to be a masterful dicksucker," she whispered, before oming back to me again. "You were turned on seeing them have sex, Dad. I'm not saying that makes you a bad person, but they don't have to be the only other father/daughter duo," she added, before kissing me and stealing my hands. "It doesn't make me bad either if I want your palms on my tits," she mentioned, before lying them on her bundles of joy. "We did it once before, and you obviously loved it, but hated it after the fact. Don't worry, I haven't told anyone."

She just stayed back and watched me deal with the pleasure once again. My hard-on was getting stiffer by the second. It was wrong to have sex with my daughter, but Martin even admitted he was having an affair with his.

So, it was a very gray area, but of course, everything was consequential. She stoked my rod every so slowly and made me tremble, but I made sure to hold my place. If that wasn't enough, she kissed me several times too.

Then I had to bring my palms to her butt and have her right up on me. "Holy shit, I love you, Carol."

"Do you want to fuck me, Dad?"

"Yes, I do."

Then she took my hand and escorted me to the living room. I had no idea how much longer Martin and Kelsey would be fucking, but Carol had me sit down on the couch.

She took my rod back out and into both hands before she glanced at me. "Don't tell anyone about Kelsey and Martin."

"He told me, Carol."

"Even still, there's people out there that won't like it. Just how the same won't like that I have your big dick in my hands right now."

"I understand."

She blew me a kiss and took my member into her mouth.

"Oh, shit, Carol, you're a dynamite of a woman," I moaned, feeling her head.

She let her lips thrust ever so slowly as she kept her palms down at the base of my prick. I just lied back and took all the pleasure I could for her.

"Wow, I missed this, Carol. It's wrong, but fuck it."

She giggled and kept her lips moving ever so slowly. We exchanged eye contact and let the love flow again. We didn't say much after that last thing I spouted off. We both moaned quite a bit, but that was it.

All I could do was be thankful for having such a beautiful daughter that just wanted to love me in such an unorthodox way. I felt other ladies blow me before, but once again, she blew them all out of the water.

She massaged the base of me too and showed off her dicksucking skills. I had to appreciate that and revel in all the love she wanted to give me. I watched her as much as I could, but I had to break eye contact several times.

She didn't mind at all and even released my schlong a few times to rub it on her nipples. I made sure to see that and she fed me lusty looks in the process. I looked over everything I could see and fought the urge not to cum too soon.

I could tell she wanted to say something, but she resisted and thrived off of making me go nuts. A moment later, she took my dick back into her mouth. I felt her head again and shook a bit. She had no issue following me, and keeping me feeling good.

I underdressed myself all I could and he took off my pants, and socks without releasing my member. So, she was talented and showed she meant business when it came to father pleasing. I slanted my head back and all over several times in response.

That only made her go harder on me, and push my limits even more. I vibrated like mad and even shed a few tears too. She was extra special to me, and I needed to shed a few tears too. She proved to be my number one daughter.

Kelsey showed she was crazy about her dad too, but I was biased. She pressured my rod hard and practically begged me to lose it. Even if she did, I wasn't about to just cum once and have it be over. In any event, I couldn't care less if we got caught by Martin and Kelsey considering what they were doing.

I pulled her hair, but she didn't care, she was just amped to woo me. So, I took everything and more that desired to give me. She pushed harder on the base of my dick as time went on, and she practically dared me to scream.

I managed to keep them to myself, and just let her please me. She eyed me like she'd die if she didn't, and made sure to give me everything she had to give me. I had no idea how much she could throw my way, but I wanted to find out.

I felt my heart fill up with love that I just wanted to give right back to her. So, I pulled her up to me and kissed her. Even with my cock just in her mouth, I kissed her like I was in love with her. She rubbed my member the whole time.

"Holy shit, I love you, Carol."

"I love you too, Daddy, you're quite the hunk," she told me, before getting up on my lap. "Are you ready to fuck me?"

"Yes, I am."

She alligned my wood with her cherry and she let it go right in there. "Oh, Daddy, your johnson is even bigger than I remember," she moaned and slanting her head back. "What are you waiting for, feel me up already."

"I'm sorry, sweetie," I apologized, before doing that. "It won't happen again."

"See to it that it doesn't, Dad," she made clear, before kissing me. "You don't get to fuck your daughter every day."

I loved her tits and that only made my cock even harder. I moaned even louder and felt her melons moving right along with her. She made sure to thrust her cunt off my dick perfectly and made me want to shoot even more.

I saw her losing it right along with me, and sure enough, she needed to kiss me endlessly. She was crazy about me too, and if I needed any more evidence, she pushed my face to her jugs. I felt every single square inch of her moneymakers, and she shoved my face on them hard.

"Oh, Daddy, you are a dirty father, but I love you. I love you in more ways than one, and if you don't believe me, just say so. I'll slap the shit out of you."

I laughed and rose to her. "I believe you, I believe you, I swear. I'll be here loving you like no one else for the rest of my life, I promise."

"Good to know, Dad," she said, before pushing me back. "Now cum isnide your daughter if you want, I'm on the pill, so you won't get me pregnant."

"You're on the pill?"

She nodded. "So flood me if you want, Daddy," she dared me, before riding me. "And leer at my boobs if you want, I don't mind at all."

I nodded too and took her invitation to look at them and she certainly let them do all the talking. I found seeing them to be life-changing somewhat, and I held her thighs somewhat hard. She was still free enough to ride me as much as she wanted.

We even made the couch come off its legs, but we knew Kelsey and Martin were still busy. Even in the cool living room, we were both sweating our asses off, but we loved that. It showed how hot we were for each other.

I made sure to give her some eye contact too, but her tits grabbed a lot of my attention too. I felt my back paying a price too because I wasn't her age, but nothing and no one was about to stop this hot turn of events.

She made her bosoms shake like she was on a trampoline, and it certainly painted one sexy picture. I didn't have to say or do anything, she took care of everything. She was the best daughter I could imagine, and she made me fall for her.

She pushed down on my stomach too to give herself more leverage. I felt her pussy walls grabbing onto my cock a bit and surely giving me a little rug burn, but in a good way. I felt such grand pleasure before, but with the possibility of getting caught made it hotter.

She didn't utter a word, and let me feel all of her. I felt such a big need to shoot my load, but I held off and let her do all of her naughty business for over five minutes in that position. I made sure to eye fuck those tits and feel them on and off several times.

We didn't speak, but we didn't need to, though. Whether her pussy moved slowly or swiftly, my cock was feeling the serene pleasure and it made me want to cum even more. Yet, I wanted to last for my hot daughter.

She even pushed her moneymakers on my face too, so she gave me the full father/daughter experience to make it as steaming as possible. I felt her clench her cunt on my dick and she intensified the thrills even more.

Then she yanked me up to her. "Do you love fucking your daughter?"

"Yes, if I got paid for it, neither of us would ever get dressed again."

"Oh, is that so?"

I nodded and she calmly got off me. She went back to my pecker and took it back into her mouth. 

"Holy shit, you're an angel, Carol. I love you to the moon and back. I don't know who you've practiced sucking dick on, but I want to send them a fruit basket or something."

She giggled, but couldn't stop herself from pleasing me. She latched onto that idea and ran with it. I caressed her head somewhat, but she got the message. We maintained eye contact and I attacked her with my breath somewhat.

She had a small distance, but I knew she could smell it well. She didn't mind that at all, and even thrived off it somewhat. Sure enough, everything about this was fucked up, but in the best way possible.

"I think it's getting bigger in your mouth, you're like a powerful witch."

She giggled again, but couldn't release my schlong. So, she was not only horny, but down to fuck as much as possible. So, she pushed her lips down all the way to the base of my wood and got me to break eye contact.

That made her laugh even more, and I had to see the daughter in her. It was mindblowing that she could play both roles, but sure enough, nothing and no one could swing it like she did. I felt my load boiling again, but I wanted to last as long as possible.

Yet, she knew when to stop, so she leaned up. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you liked having sex with me, Dad. Is that true?"

"Yes, smart-ass."

"Be nice to your sexy daughter, now lie down."

I did that and saw her getting up on the couch with me. She put her back to me and peeked at me. I didn't need her to say a word, I just took my rod and aligned it with her cunt. I pushed it in there and reached for her tit.

"Oh, yes, there's nothing wrong with fucking your daughter when she loves it too, even if I am underage," she moaned, pushing down on the couch. "Fuck me hard, Daddy, and make my pussy sorry."

"Oh, yes, dear daughter," I let out, fucking her.

"Are you working up another good load, Dad? Does the excitement of getting caught make you want to flood my cunt with cum?"

"Oh, you're a dirty woman, the dirtiest one there is, you know? Wow, and these tits too, I know I'm biased, but still, they are to die for, that's no joke. Wow, I could marry you tomorrow if it were legal. A father and daughter hooking up, it might be fucked up, but oh so loving. I want to squeeze your boobs so much that my hands become accustomed to them. Is that fucked up?"

"Oh, yes, it is, Daddy. Just because you love me so much doesn't mean I'm not gonna be honest. I feel your schlong expanding a bit inside me too, does that mean that you're losing it? Well, I'll shut up and let you fuck me."

"No, I want my sexy daughter to talk," I made clear, before kissing her. "Well, except when I'm kissing you or maybe your mouth has something else in her mouth. I'll never look at you the same, but that's good. We can talk in a much different way than we've been used to, Carol. I love you, and now I'm having sex with you again. What could be better?"

"I don't know, but I love you too. If you love getting into my panties, then get into them as much as you want. Just save some cum for me, I want it."

I nodded and kissed her yet again. "Would it be okay if I said you're officially my favorite?"

"Really?"

"Yes."

"It's okay, but don't tell Roger, but you never know, he might be Mom's favorite."

"Okay, that's fair."

We smiled at each other and continued to fuck.  Her pussy continued to take my schlong and it was doing a number on her cunt. She wanted it all and more. She couldn't even look away from me, she wanted to look right into my eyes as I devoured her snatch.

I held her boobs the whole time because I loved them so much. They were perfect on her, and I couldn't make it a secret that I cherished them. I also pecked her neck and cheek a few times too. So, I displayed the love all I could.

As time went on, we both slowed down a little bit and soaked in each other a bit more. We just appreciated being together and didn't worry about fucking each other so hard. I held her closer to me and made her cunt feel the pain.

She couldn't keep her eyes on me, but I didn't care. The intimacy was still ironclad, and we proved we loved each other several times. We kissed each other so many times, it was almost as if we were in love.

Either way, after a few more minutes, I calmly pulled my rod out. "Words can not say how much I love you, Carol," I moaned, before I put it on her butt.

She didn't reply, but watched me the best she could as I came on her butt. I gave a few good shots of it and felt the serene taboo pleasure come over me. I couldn't love her more, and then I had to feel her up again.

"I take it you would marry me if you could?"

"That's a good assumption."

"We can tell," we heard Kelsey agree.