Chapter 4: The Plan

Sarah felt heavy. And couldn’t see anything. Then she removed a hand from her face and saw that there were a bunch of bodies sprawled on her bed. She checked her iPhone clock—9:37. Gosh, it’s late. But it’s Saturday.

She stretched and realized she was naked. Then she looked around and saw her children all sprawled around her. Naked. All the activities of the previous night came rushing through her with feelings. Guilt, fear, and shame were not there, as she only felt love, lust, and desire for her children. Was she now so corrupted?

She kept stretching as she fondly saw all her children. She could still feel, see, and smell everything from last night. Hell, she could even smell everything now. Sarah smiled—then she could feel it.

Emma was up, her fingers making up-and-down lines on her mother’s thigh—lightly tracing a path to her pussy. She looked up to see her Mom awake and smiled enigmatically. Then they looked at each other as Emma mouthed, “Good morning.”

Jason was at the foot of the bed, half-hard already and half-asleep—the boy always woke up ready. Lily, sweet, innocent Lily—was she innocent?— was curled against her brother’s side, her lips parted in sleep as she made soft snores.

The children had fallen asleep in the room since Mark was traveling and was not expected to come home until later that weekend.

Sarah bit her lip as she remembered her husband.

“So,” Emma said, rolling onto her stomach, her bare breasts pressing into the mattress. “Dad.”

It’s as if she read Sarah’s mind. When Jason heard the word ‘Dad,’ he got up, rubbing his eyes open. His stirring caused Lily to get up too; as she looked around drowsily, she remembered where she was and, with wide arms, greeted everyone cheerily with “Gooood Morning, Fam.” This cheerful greeting caused all of them to laugh and hug her tight, their naked bodies pressing against each other.

Emma tried again. “So what do we do?”

Lily: “About?”

Jason: “Dad.”

Silence as they looked at each other—the word hung in the air.

Sarah sighed, running a hand through her hair—her nervous tic. “Your father has ... kinks,” she admitted. She was practically blushing, even after what they did last night. And even after the fact that they were all naked. “He loves watching me...”

Jason interrupted, “So do we!”

Emma smacked his arm. “We’re being serious here.”

Jason: “Owww. So am I,” as he stared at her mother’s breasts.

Sarah smiled and continued. “He loves watching me, sharing me with others, and swinging with me. But incest? I don’t know. He’s never said anything.”

Emma, always the perceptive one: “But?”

Sarah was quiet

Emma: “There is a but.”

“But,” Sarah conceded, a sly smile creeping across her lips, “he’s always been very close to his sister Mary.” Her gaze flicked to Lily. “You remember Aunt Mary. The way she’d sit on his lap at barbecues, let him fix her drink...”

Jason started to question, “Do you think that Aunt Mary and Dad—”

Sarah replied, “I don’t know for sure. I can’t be certain. Until today, I never believed I would engage in incest. But I think, after what happened yesterday, anything may be possible!”

Emma said, “Wait, didn’t he say he was visiting Aunt Mary today before coming back from New York?”

Jason groaned, playing with his already hard cock. “Fuck. You think...?” He left the part unsaid.

“May ... be. But even then, I think—no, I know—if he did have the incest bug, he would want to be closer to home,” Sarah said, looking at Lily. “Maybe he could be convinced like I was,” continuing to look at Lily and putting a hand on her thigh.

Lily’s breath hitched as she started to say something.

Emma cut her off sharply, “I think I’ll seduce him. Aunt Mary or not.”

“NO,” Lily sat bolt upright, sheets falling, breasts jiggling. “I’ll do it.”

Silence as three pairs of eyes bore on her.

Emma suppressed a smile but feigned a single raised eyebrow. “Excuse me, little one?”

Lily stared back at Emma with her blue, determined eyes and said with a confident smirk, “Daddy can’t say no to me. I’m his princess,” she pouted.

Sarah smiled, but her fingers were drifting between her legs. “Oh.” This incestuous talk of seducing Daddy and also seeing her kids naked was making her, well, very horny. And apparently, it was making them horny too. Jason was stroking his stiff cock.

Jason tickled his younger sister. “Princess, huh?” He grasped Lily by her hips and hauled her petite body onto his lap—Lily helped him by allowing this easily. Jason’s cock was currently nudging against her bare pussy. “Say that again,” he teased her and grinned.

Lily’s pussy was doing an open-close motion against the tip as if trying to suck it in as Jason rubbed the head of his cock against her pussy.

“Daddy’s little princess,” she whispered, mixing sexiness with innocence in such a dirty way. She started grinding down on him, pushing her pussy on his dick. “His perfect girl—ohhhhh!”