So I Married My Own Daughter

by Severusmax

Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Ma/ft, mt/Fa, Fa/Fa, Mult, Teenagers, Consensual, Lesbian, BiSexual, Heterosexual, Workplace, Cheating, Slut Wife, Incest, Mother, Father, Daughter, Rough, Group Sex, Harem, Orgy, Polygamy/Polyamory, Swinging, Interracial, Black Male, White Male, White Female, Analingus, Exhibitionism, Oral Sex, Voyeurism, Big Breasts, Public Sex, .

Desc: Incest Sex Story: Otto Schaefer is in for a real shock when he learns that his wife Nadia is actually his firstborn daughter from his not-so-ex wife Carmen. The bigger shocks come soon afterward, when Carmen herself moves back in to share their husband's favors and his bed.

I was busy helping my four-year old twins decorate the Christmas tree when Nadia, my wife of five years, asked me to join her in the master bedroom for a moment. Being a little curious about her intentions, and fixing little Eric and Erica a quick lunch to feed and distract them, I made my apologies to the children and joined their mother on the bed, whereupon she took off her glasses and kissed me very deeply before looking me intently in the eye.

“Honey, there is something that I need to tell you, and I want you to promise to try and understand. If you get mad, I will understand, too, but please remember that I love you,” my lovely young wife (23 years old to my 46 years) pleaded with me.

“Okay, I’m all ears,” I said as I stroked her cheek, wanting a moment of tenderness before what big shocking confession might shake me up ... Nadia had to physically jerk herself away from my touch despite her obvious desire to simply enjoy it.

“Honey, I married you under false pretenses. I’m not just young enough to be your daughter. I AM your daughter. Yes, I know that you will have a hard time believing it, but it’s true. Why do you think that you haven’t met my mother yet? It’s because I wanted badly to be your wife and have a life with you before she told you the truth. I know that I made up excuses and stuff, but, yes, she and I have spent time together. And she’s ready to meet her grandchildren, honey. I couldn’t keep this a secret any longer, because she wants to meet you again. And frankly, it’s time that you reunited with your wife, Carmen. She very much wants to see you again and I’ve wanted her to, but only once I had a few great years to remember you by, just as she had, in case you got angry and chose not to preserve the family and the marriage,” Nadia really shook me up with her announcement.

“Wait, Carmen didn’t tell me that I knocked her up and that you were my daughter! Why not? And she’s my ex-wife, not my wife. We both cheated on each other, you know. Repeatedly. She would get insanely jealous and yet she would cheat on me just as badly as I cheated on her. We loved each other like crazy, but we were both terribly jealous and immature about it all. We should have just had an open marriage, but we had no concept of it and we were both such hypocrites about the adultery thing. Nearly everything else was perfect in our marriage but that. And I must admit that when we fucked, we went wild in bed together,” I recalled.

“Daddy, Mama already told me all about it! She admitted that she was very ‘difficult, jealous, and unfaithful wife, ‘ in her own words, and she also told me that you were the most loving, caring man that she ever knew, and that no one else measured up after you left. All of the other men proved to be very disappointing, but she was often involved with someone and she felt that she would find me a new father, but none of them were either interested or worthy to be with her and help her raise me. Anyway, she never filed the divorce papers, in fact, so you’ve still been married to my mother for the past twenty-three years! So, not only is our marriage incestuous, it’s bigamous as well! Doubly illegal!” Nadia admitted as she wept on my shoulder and kissed my neck repeatedly.

“What about the blood test? That’s required!” I asked her.

“I switched blood samples with someone else and you passed with flying colors. Namely, with Mama, since she’s not related to you. She wanted this marriage to happen, because it should. You have two wives and one of them is your own daughter, Daddy. And Mama wants to reconcile with you, if you’ll let her. I know that she did you wrong, but can you please forgive her and give her another chance? You can have both of us, in your bed, whenever you want us. You can make love regularly to two or more women for the rest of your life,” my daughter/wife urged me, stroking my cock through my pajamas.

“You’re serious about this? You want me to take your mother to bed and have my way with her. What about her jealousy? Won’t she try to drive us apart? And isn’t this wrong, me taking my daughter as my wife?” I was full of questions, reeling with shock and reverting to knee-jerk reactions that many men might have in my position.

“Yes, it is wrong by the standards of the Eastern Orthodox Church to which I belong, and to which my mother belongs. You’ve never been that religious yourself, so I think that you’re just throwing up society’s inconsistent values, mostly borrowed from Christianity, most of which you’ve already rejected, but apparently not its objection to incest. Personally, I don’t see a problem with it. It’s love ... so much love, and it allows us to bond in a way that we couldn’t as father and daughter because of how my mother behaved, for which she wishes to atone, by the way. Oh, and she’s taking back your name, legally, which means that all three of us will be named Schaefer. Otto Schaefer, Carmen Schaefer, and Nadia Schaefer. Sweet!” Nadia told me as she now freed my cock and began to suck it hungrily.

“So, by now, you probably know what kind of husband I really am,” I observed, hoping that she didn’t suddenly change from penitent to angry, aggrieved woman if she already understood.

“Yes, the loving, caring, sweet, protective kind. Who just happens to spread the love a little further than even most men. I’m not my mother. I’ve learned from her mistakes. Hell, she has also learned from her mistakes and won’t be nagging you about the other women ever again. Besides, if you know my genes, you must also realize what kind of wife I am. I haven’t exactly been Miss Fidelity, either. I got the double whammy of adultery in my bloodline, dear.

“You’ve been oblivious to that, since you didn’t know my ancestry, but I was well aware of your philanderings. I have to admit that most of them are sexy as hell. I mean, Mrs. Patton, our kids’ preschool teacher? She’s hot as hell and her husband’s an ass wipe, so why not bang her? Granted, she’s pregnant and I don’t think that hubby’s the father. I hope that she divorces him and moves in with us. That would be terrific, especially since she’s carrying your spawn inside her womb,” Nadia purred as she slipped down her pajama bottoms and invited me inside her freshly shaved twat.

The next thing that I knew, I was now deliberately, well aware of the consequences of my actions, committing incest with my daughter, who also happened to illegally be my second wife. After all, I had already knocked her up once and I was actually pleased with the results, fraternal twins Eric and Erica Schaefer. Under the covers, I slipped her my “winter sausage,” as I often jokingly called it, much to her delight, even though by society’s rules, I should have been sickened by the reality of what I had done and was doing all over again, this time with full knowledge of my “dirty deeds.”

“Oh, fuck me, Daddy! Fuck me, honey! Fuck your naughty daughter and spank my butt as you do it!” Nadia urged me, now getting on her belly in front of me and egging me on to spank her as I took her from behind.

“I’m not going to get an annulment. It would be stupid on so many levels. I’m not leaving you, baby. So you’re my daughter! I didn’t get to raise you, but I get to spoil you and love you and keep you by my side for the rest of my life! So, you’ve cheated on me! I’ve cheated on you repeatedly, and yes, I screwed the hell out of Mrs. Patton, and what’s worse, I haven’t stopped it! She and I meet regularly and fuck like bunnies!

“I won’t apologize for that, but I won’t ask for your apologies, either. We’re the same kind of person. We love so much that we can’t stop with one person. I never wanted to leave your mother, but things were just so rough back then. If she and I can work it out, I’ll take her and you to bed at once and dare the world to stop me!” I decided firmly to accept my daughter as my second wife and I told her such.

“Oh, Daddy, you’re the best! Much better than the neighbor, Mike, though he’s great in the sack, too! His wife doesn’t fuck him often enough, but I do! And then there is the paper delivery boy, Tim, whom I fuck during his route, even though it makes him late to the rest of it at times. It’s worth it for both of us. He also confessed to me his fantasy of getting caught in bed with you and fucked by both of us. Would it turn you on to bugger Tim as he fucks me, and then to sodomize me, too? That’s his fantasy, dear!” Nadia encouraged my lust.

“Yes, it would! Incidentally, I’ve fucked his mother a few times and she keeps dropping hints that she wants me to start again. Actually, I don’t think that she’s ever wanted me to stop it! But single moms are like that! Once you fuck them, they often don’t want you to quit, because then they have to seek another source of dick,” I chuckled.

“So, you fuck his mother, I fuck him, and someday you catch us and fuck us both! And then I catch you with Tim’s mother, what’s her name?” Nadia asked me as I kept taking her sweet slit and spanking her buns.

“Jennifer,” I groaned as I enjoyed my wife’s cunt and her sweet ass.

“Yes, Jennifer, and I join both of you in the sack for a threesome. Imagine the look on her face when I catch you two and just start undressing to slip it into bed with the both of you,” Nadia giggled as she added, “By the way, if you do the math, I was just seventeen when you and I first became intimate, same age as little Tim.”

“It wasn’t statutory rape, thankfully, because we live in a state where the age of consent is just sixteen,” I observed, gladly, as I screwed her even harder.

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