Chapter 2

One day, while I was sitting in my room, my mom, dad, and sister suddenly showed up. “Mike, do you still want to help us?”

“Yeah! How?” I asked, intrigued.

“We want you to join our new project,” my dad said. “We’re thinking about adding a young man to our fold. We asked our supporters for their opinions, and they thought it would bring more dynamics. So, what do you think? Would you still want to help us?”

“Yes ... but...” I hesitated. I hadn’t expected to be in erotic videos with them, but I really wanted to help. “I have a blank idea about ... whatever you are doing.”

Lily’s grin widened. “No problem! I’ll send you some of our videos that explain what we do. Just watch them, and you’ll pick it up in no time.”

“Yeah ... Thanks, Lily,” I replied, trying to mask my anxiety.

Hours later, I sank into my desk chair, feeling a mix of feelings as I opened the first video in the Google Drive she sent me. The screen lit up, and I began to follow along.

As the video played, I saw Mom and Lily cooking in the kitchen. The only clothing they wore were aprons, which left their asses exposed as they focused on preparing the meal. I felt my dick begin to erect, unsure if I should continue watching this.

The scene shifted to other ordinary moments in their home. I watched as they showered together, the bathroom door suddenly opened, showing the camera the scene of mom and daughter stroking each other’s bodies under the warm water while the bubbles enveloped the erotic parts of their bodies. Then it cuts to them lounging on the couch, watching porn on TV, their feet resting on the coffee table, dildo in their hands stroking between their legs. Mother and daughter began to masturbate together side by side.

However, as I scrolled through the suggested videos, one thumbnail caught my eye: it said Lily and Daddy. I forward to the middle of the video, my dad sat on the couch and Lily was on the floor in front of him. Both of them were naked as my dad’s fat and long pole stood pointing at his daughter’s face. Lily’s hand was around his meat, stroking it from head to base. I felt nervous watching my sister handjobing my dad. Not long, the white thick liquid was squirted from my dad’s cock all over Lily’s little tits.

“Now it’s my turn, Daddy,” Lily said on the video.

I thought next could be the scene where Dad used a dildo on or even fingered Lily. My heart raced as I clicked forward. The video began, showing my dad and Lily on the same couch, doing the same type of work I had discovered before. They seemed to be having fun, and Lily’s moaning filled the room as my dad was playing with his daughter’s sex. “Yes. I love it so much, Daddy!” she cried.

But as the video continued, I jumped as I just realized what was going in and out of my sister’s little sweet hole wasn’t a dildo, it was my dad’s fat cock. Oh my god, it was stretching her sex so badly as he fucking her. No! Actually, she was fucking him with pleasure, moving her hip faster and faster.

In a panic, I jumped out of my chair and rushed down the hallway, my mind spinning. Why didn’t they tell me? I raced toward my family members but found no one. My heart was pounding with urgency. Then I noticed that the door to the basement was wide open; it had never been like this before. So, I walked down and found that they had renovated it into a studio room.

Bursting into it, I found my parents and sister on the bed with a small camera setup. They looked startled, and my face flushed with a mix of confusion when I realized that they were all naked. First time in my life that I saw my family members in their bare skin. My mom, at thirty-nine, has a curvy figure with striking auburn hair along with beautiful breasts with brown areola, which gives her an MILF look. Unlike Mom, Lily was a redhead, her figure was shorter and less curvy. She had a cute innocent face that resonated with her smaller breasts, making her a daddy’s little girl material. Speaking of which, my dad has a classic dad bod—strong arms, a broad chest, and a slight beer belly. I didn’t see his giant snake since he was on his knees behind Lily.

“Mike!” my dad exclaimed, surprised. “What’s wrong?”

“Why didn’t you tell me?” I demanded, struggling to contain my frustration. “I just saw you and Lily in a video ... fucking.”

My mother’s expression turned to surprise. “Mike, I thought you would have figured that out already. That is what we do, making porn videos.”

“From what I saw before, I thought you were only making musturbation videos.” I stuttered.

My dad spoke, his voice firm yet calm. “Son, we did many kinds of porn videos, from teasing to hardcore. We didn’t mean to hide it from you. That’s why we put every type of video we made into that folder for you to explore. We thought you’d be okay with it since you decided to join us.”

“But this is wrong! It’s taboo!” I yelled.

“Mike,” Mom asked, “do you remember the wedding photo of your dad and me? The one where we were holding you? You were two years old at the time, and it was actually your dad’s second marriage. I was already five months pregnant with your sister.”

“From what I know, you and Dad got married after dating for just three months,” I replied.

“That’s right!” she said with a smile. “Have you ever wondered, since your dad has raven hair and I have auburn hair, where your sister’s red hair comes from? Well, the truth is ... your dad isn’t her biological father—just as I’m not your biological mother.”

I stared at her, shocked by the revelation.

“Even if it were the other way around, incest wouldn’t matter much,” Lily argued. “We’re not making a baby anyway, thanks to modern contraception.”

At the end of the day, I managed to suck it up. “I guess I might just overreact.” I shook my head, still feeling overwhelmed. “And why are you here? In the basement?” I asked, changing the subject.

“As you saw in the video, we usually do it around the house, sex in ordinary life is our theme. But after you moved back in with us, we had to set up this place for our work—before you knew the truth.”