Chapter 2: Back Home Again

When I did finally arrive at home it was about 6:00 in the evening and saw my dad’s SUV wasn’t in the garage. Actually I would’ve been surprised if it had been there as he usually didn’t get home from work for another couple of hours at least - sometimes a lot later. My dad may bring home a lot of money but he certainly works hard for it. Hoping to surprise him, I pulled my car into the garage so he wouldn’t see it until he opened the garage door. While I’d told my mom about coming home for the weekend, we had both agreed that it would be a great surprise for my dad.

I went in the house carrying my purse and bag where I found my mom in the kitchen getting dinner ready. She was still in her nurse’s uniform and had evidently just gotten home herself. Even though she worked as a supervisor, she still had to wear a uniform. What was incredible was that she was still wearing almost the same size as she had when she earned her degree. When I opened the door from the basement she turned and a big smile came to her face.

“Ahhhhh, I thought heard the garage door,” she greeted me, “Oh Kelly, I’m SO glad you were able to get home this weekend!”

She reached out and we gave each other huge hugs and kissed for a few minutes. Then she held me out from her and looked at me in the eyes asking, “And so tell me, how was your trip home sweetie?”

I grinned a little sheepishly and replied, “Well, it started out pretty boring but I made do.”

My mom laughed at me and said, “Sure - did you make do or did you do you?”

Of course I pretended to be a bit shy and then couldn’t hold it an any longer and burst out in a smile. Holding my pussy finger to her nose I asked, “Well, does this tell you anything?”

My mom sniffed my finger briefly and then realizing what it was she took it in her mouth and sucked on it. Smacking her lips she grinned and said, “Now that’s my little girl! Well, I hope you at least made a few trucker’s day on the way home.”

We both laughed and then reached out for each other and kissed once again, only this time deeper and with more appropriate passion. Mmmmmmm, I missed the feel of her soft lips against mine! I could feel her large breasts pressing through her uniform against mine and once again my pussy began to crave attention. I imagined her pussy hiding beneath her uniform, surrounded by thick black pubic hair, smelling strong with her sex. Mmmmmmm, I bet it would taste so good right about now! My mom must have sensed my growing lust and so she leaned her head back, taking a deep breath before she said anything.

“Ok my dear, I think we’d better get upstairs and cleaned up before your father gets home.”

Seeing the disappointment on my face she smiled and gave me another peck on the cheek saying, “I know Kelly, I want you that way too but you need to be ready for your dad when he gets home. God ... he is going to be soooooo surprised to see you!”

As always, my mom was pragmatic and correct. If we allowed ourselves to go any further we would probably have just stripped, gotten in her bed and odds were would’ve still been there when my dad walked in! Now to be sure I had no doubt that he would not have minded in the least but still, I wanted to be all fresh and ready for my daddy when he came home.

I practically skipped up the wooden stairs leading to our bedrooms and went in my bedroom. Looking around I felt a sense of security as it was just as I had left it, not a thing noticeably out of place. I looked out the back window to check out the view. Our deck was a floor below, on top of our garage which, in typically Pittsburgh fashion where most homes are built on the side of a hill, was level with our basement.

The hot tub cover was on and I grinned as I thought about how many good times I’d had in it with both of my parents as well as being alone and with my friends and relatives. My nipples tingled as I was reminded of that night almost five years ago when I looked out this very same window after coming home early from a party. Closing my eyes I recalled the initial shock I felt when I saw my parents were making love in the hot tub. It may surprise people but it was the first time I’d ever seen them making love. Although nudity was no big deal and I was taught that masturbation was a healthy activity that need not be hidden away, their intimate sex life was the one thing they kept private between the two of them. Standing at the window again I remembered how fascinated I’d been as I witnessed for the first time how they were able to express their love for one another in a manner so much more intimate and personal than I’d ever seen before. It was at that very moment when for the first time in my life I realized I wanted to have that same relationship with my parents. I wanted to be as close and intimate with them as they were at that moment with each other. It just seemed so “right” if you know what I mean.

Of course I wasn’t attracted to my parents sexually in the same way I was to the guys I dated, even though both of them were in excellent shape for their ages and still quite attractive. Frankly, I don’t think I could ever look at either of them in that way - it would be WAY too weird! I mean, they were still my parents for goodness sake! It was just that I loved them so very much that I wanted to share that love the same way my parents were at that moment.

At the time I had no idea my dad had been wanting to fuck me for years but he never would have made a move unless I initiated it. Thus it took a couple of weeks to “convince” my dad to finally fuck me, finally share the intimacy I craved. Of ouches it wasn’t because of lack of desire on his part. He just wanted to make sure it was something that I really wanted to do without him pushing me in any way to do it. If I regret anything today, it’s that I didn’t allow him to have my virginity. It was probably the only bad part about him letting me take the initiative. Face it, at fourteen when I started having sex with boys I had no idea my dad would even THINK of me that way, let alone DO it.

Well, since that momentous time my dad has probably fucked me hundreds of times. My family “relationships” have grown to include my mom and her sister (the two fo them had also done their dad when they were my age). A couple of years later my cousin Kristen and I went beyond the masturbation sessions we had shared since we were barely teens and it was then I learned my dad had been fucking her since I had started college!

For years our family’s incestual relationships were confined to my mom’s side of the family but in the past six months or so things had widened a bit. Now my Uncle Jim and cousin Rick were also fucking me and my mom on a somewhat regular basis. Little did I know growing up, my uncle had actually done my mom as a teenager when she dated both him and my dad but he had stopped once my dad married her. You have to understand my mom has this thing about NOT cheating on my dad.

Rick still didn’t know his dad was doing me as we worried that at seventeen he might not be able to deal with such things. The latest entry into our “inner family circle” was his younger sister Tammy but for now our relationship had been confined to a couple of girl-girl sessions. After watching me fuck her brother she started blowing him and his friends but so far was drawing the line at penetration. My hope was that by summer Tammy’s condition will be “cured”. I’m not sure who will get the honor; all I know is that she definitely DOESN’T want it to be her brother. My dad would certainly love to be the one but I still have hopes her own father will take her as it would be a wonderful memory for her to carry the rest of her life. I know how much I wish I had that memory.