Granddaughters
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Chapter 11: Saturday Night. Family Sex Party
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 11: Saturday Night. Family Sex Party - An mc-ish incest story, within three generations of a family. It's loving and consent-focused, as much as consent is meaningful in a story with magical persuasion. It's still fundamentally stroke, but with a bit more depth and character development than is typical for that genre.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/ft Fa/Fa ft/ft Fa/ft Teenagers Mind Control Fiction Incest Mother Sister Father Daughter Grand Parent DomSub Light Bond Group Sex Anal Sex Cream Pie Facial
We managed to avoid anything sexual for the next several hours. Aurora and I went home, did some chores, took a nap together, then got the place ready for the sex later. We set up a punch bowl with Aurora’s juice-tea recipe. We made sure the lube was refilled and left around on all the living room furniture. I turned the lights down a little.
I opted for simplicity, boxer shorts and a silk shirt. Aurora got more dressy, digging into her closet to find which bustier still fit, and putting on full stockings and garters, with nothing under them.
At 6 PM, our guests started arriving.
Jennifer arrived first, in a red dress I had never seen on her. She seemed very excited and kissed both of us eagerly.
Susan and her family arrived in their minivan. Mike was dressed smartly in a casual suit, Susan wore a black velvet dress with a pearl necklace. Emma actually had on a slinky green dress which hugged her body, something I’d never seen her wear. Sophie was in a girly dress with lace trim, typical for her.
Aurora greeted every arrival with a deep kiss and an offer to suck on a puffy nipple that poked out of the top of her bustier. Everyone accepted. Except for Sophie, of course, who just gave Aurora a peck on the cheek.
After sipping drinks and small talk, Aurora gathered us into the living room, where seven chairs had been arranged in a circle, facing each other.
“Thank you, everyone, for showing up tonight. I love all of you,” began Aurora. “Welcome to our living room, which tonight is the sex room. I’d like to propose we all put out our desires and intentions for this evening. You’re at a sex party with your own family. If you’re comfortable, you can say one thing you’d like to happen this evening. Does that sound OK?” We murmured our approval. “OK, I’ll start. If it’s possible, I’d like to take two real cocks inside me, back and front. That means you, Mike, and Peter. Two strong handsome men, in my pussy and ass. I know Peter’s game. Are you up to it, Mike?”
“I sure am,” Mike replied. “I love the idea of doing something for you.”
Aurora gestured to Jennifer next. Jennifer looked a little nervous, then finally spoke.
“I’d like ... if it’s OK ... for everyone to treat me roughly. When Peter came to my house the other day and had rough sex with me in front of the girls, it was incredibly exciting. So ... use me, yank me around, call me a dirty slut. Make me do whatever you want.”
“Wow, Mom,” said Susan. “That’s cool that you’ve discovered this different side to yourself! It feels a little funny, being rough with you when I love you tenderly. We all love you so much.”
“I know you love me, sweetie. I’ll know it even when you call me a dirty slut and force me to lick a butthole.”
“Mmmm, that does sound like fun,” said Susan. She turned to Emma. “Emma dear, do you have any specific desire?”
“Yeah, Mom. I want to have a nice slow threesome with you and Dad. And I want him in my pussy for the first time. Dad?”
Mike swallowed, looking apprehensive, then smiled. “Sure, pumpkin. I’m ready. I’ll try that with you. That’s my intention too.” He turned to his wife. “Susan? Do you have a desire?”
“I want what Emma wants,” said Susan. “A threesome with you and her. I want to be holding her body when you enter her for the first time.” She turned to me. “Dad, what’s your desire?”
“Oh, you know me. Butt stuff.” Everyone laughed. “Actually, I do have some specific sex acts in mind. I’d like each of you ladies that does anal - that’s three of you - to sit in my lap, with my cock up your ass, and spread your legs for someone to eat your pussy. I want to feel each of you come, while I’m inside you.”
“OMG. That sounds wonderful,” said Susan. “I’m up for it.”
“Yes. Please,” agreed Jennifer.
“That’s so cool,” said Sophie. “Um, I think everyone knows what I want?”
“You want to watch!” we all said, then all seven of us laughed together.
“Before this party gets completely sexual,” said Aurora, “I thought it would be nice to dance. I mean slow-dance, and of course it’s ladies’ choice. I choose my wonderful husband. Peter?”
“Yes, of course.” I stood, taking Aurora’s hand and elegantly helping her up. “Perhaps Emma should make the next choice.”
“Oh, cool. That’s easy. Dad.”
“As you wish, pumpkin,” said Mike, taking Emma’s hand. “Susan, who do you choose?”
“I think the idea of a slow-dance with my own mom is super sexy,” giggled Susan, taking Jennifer’s hand.
“Oh, sweetie, I love you so much,” giggled Jennifer.
Aurora walked me over to a side table where her mobile’s Spotify app was running, tapping it. “This one is for Peter, because he was a teenager in the 80s.” Then she melted into my arms, and I found myself slow-dancing with my wife to the tune of Cyndi Lauper’s “Time After Time.”
“Even I know this song,” giggled Emma. She and Mike fumbled with their arms for a bit, trying to figure out how to hold each other, then settled into a classic slow-dance embrace with his arm around her back, and one of hers on his hip. I glanced over at Susan and Jennifer, and saw that Susan was taking the man’s traditional pose in how she held her mother.
We all swayed to the music. Aurora and I looked into each other’s eyes, feeling the heat between our bodies. I pondered my luck in life. A loving family. A delightful second wife, smart and full of surprises, like this slow dance I didn’t see coming. Adorable grandchildren. And now, crazy amounts of sexual freedom, with everyone I cared for. Aurora and I kissed, even as our feet shuffled gently to the slow beat, our tongues gently entwined. As I came up for air, my peripheral vision saw Emma deep in a kiss with her father, and Susan deep in a kiss with her mother. I also saw Sophie, still sitting, watching us all dance. She was half-smiling, a bittersweet look on her face. I realized she was envious, and my heart went out to her.
“Next song, ask Sophie,” I whispered in my wife’s ear.
“Oh! I will,” she replied.
Moments later, the song ended. Aurora went over to Sophie and took her hand.
“Would you like to dance, Sophie?”
“Yeah. I’m not here for sex, but I want to try dancing.”
“Who would you like to dance with?”
“Grampa!”
My heart soared. Sophie walked over to me, and I showed her where to put her arms. Her eyes large and beautiful through her glasses, her wavy dark-brown hair framing her cute face, her awkward body language, her lacy dress. I thought of how, of all the people in my family, she was the only one who responded to my sex magic with the scientific spirit of inquiry, the flame of curiosity. I was so taken with her that I only barely registered that the song playing was Berlin’s “Take My Breath Away”.
“You take my breath away,” I said softly to Sophie. “I could not possibly love you more. I’m just lucky I get to dance with you.”
“Oh, Grampa!” Sophie smiled and pulled our bodies a little closer together. We swayed, our feet barely moving. I was vaguely aware that around us, partners had switched. Aurora sat out, Susan danced with her husband, Emma with her grandmother. Then Sophie put her lips to mine, and I was unaware of anything in the universe other than that kiss.
Time began moving again when the song was coming to a close. “Thank you,” I whispered to Sophie, releasing her and accepting Susan into my arms. I saw Mike embrace Jennifer. Sophie walked over to Emma and whispered something to her.
“OK, but I get to be the man,” said Emma.
“Of course you do Em,” said Sophie, then they both giggled and held each other.
“Daddy,” said Susan, holding me close. I caught a hint of perfume and felt her body through her black velvet dress, moving against my silk shirt. We looked into each other’s eyes, our mutual desire obvious in our body language. Mazzy Star’s “Fade Into You” played quietly from the house speakers. I leaned in toward her ear.
“Your girls are dancing together,” I whispered.
“Good. I was hoping they would,” she replied, then she looked into my eyes and added, “It’s just a matter of time.”
At the moment, my brain didn’t quite parse what she was saying. I kissed her, delighting in my daughter’s soft lips and eager tongue. As I came up for air, I glanced at the other couples. Jennifer had her head on Mike’s shoulder, holding him so close that she was practically humping his leg. Sophie and Emma were face to face, their lips close, but not touching, just smiling as they stared into each other’s eyes.
The song ended, and Aurora addressed us. “OK, everyone. Dancing is over. Emma, you asked for your desire first?”
“Yes!” Emma released Sophie. “I get Mom and Dad.”
“I recommend that bed,” said Aurora, pointing out a queen-sized, metal-frame bed with luxurious sheets, set against one wall of the sex room. Sophie took her parents’ hands and moved toward it.
“Sophie isn’t the only one who wants to watch this,” giggled Jennifer, turning a chair toward the bed.
We all found comfortable places to sit. Emma took charge, moving her parents to stand beside her. She kissed Mike, Mike kissed Susan, and Susan kissed Emma. Around and around they went, slowly. Emma unzipped the back of Susan’s dress and unsnapped her bra, attacking her mother’s breasts with kisses and nipple-sucks as they came into view. Susan gasped and shook her hips to drop the clothes from her body, leaving her wearing only her pearl necklace.
“Peel this dress off me, Dad,” commanded Emma. “Strip me naked.” Mike laughed and moved to comply, fiddling with Emma’s slinky dark dress. “Take Dad’s cock out, Mom. I want to try sucking him. For real this time.” Susan undid Mike’s pants and boxers. There was a tangle of arms and clothes, but soon Mike finished his job, tossing aside Emma’s dress, bra and panties. Emma moved to sit naked on the edge of the bed, putting her mouth at the same height as her naked father’s cock, bouncing in front of her face.
“Beautiful cock, Dad,” said Emma, slowly stroking it.
“I agree,” said Susan, moving to sit beside Emma. “And it belongs to a beautiful man.”
“An extremely lucky man,” said Mike.
“Mom, you’re going to be sharing this cock with me,” began Emma. “Hopefully, sharing it a lot. I want you to know, I’m not stealing Dad from you. I’m just borrowing him. So, can you please put him in my mouth?”
“Oh, sweetie,” said Susan. “I understand. You want me to show that I’m lending your Daddy’s cock to you?” She smiled. “Here you go, sweetie. Open up. You can borrow this.” Emma put out her tongue, Susan took Mike’s cock in her hand and directed it into Emma’s mouth. “There you go. Now be a good girl and suck your Daddy.”
“Finally,” I heard Sophie say, on a sofa next to my seat. I saw Sophie pull her dress up, push her panties off, and get into position to masturbate, as she watched her sister suck.
Emma was in no hurry. She sucked in short, languid motions. She wasn’t trying to get him off. I realized she was exploring the sensations, experiencing how it felt to have her father’s cock in her mouth. Carefully testing how deep she could take him comfortably. Emma was, as always, in control.
“Beautiful,” said Susan, cupping Mike’s balls in her hand as Emma sucked. Mike stared, transfixed, at the sight of his daughter’s face impaled by his erection.
“OK! Cool,” said Emma, pulling her head back after a minute. “More time for that later! Right now, Mom, lay down on the bed. I’m going to sit on your face so you can eat my pussy to get me ready for Dad. Dad, I’ve never seen you and Mom fuck. Could you fuck her while I sit on her face?”
“I’m happy to do that for you,” said Mike, as the three of them moved onto the bed into position.
“Yes! I love this,” said Susan, then her mouth was covered by eager teenage pussy.
“You and your Mom are so, so sexy together,” gasped Mike, moving between Susan’s legs, and lining up.
“It’s because of Grampa,” giggled Emma. “Good thing he had a kink for lesbian incest! I’m so happy his sex magic brought us all together. Like together, for sex.” She watched Mike enter Susan. “Mom’s pussy looks pretty wet and horny. Don’t fuck her too hard, though. In just a minute you’ll have my pussy.”
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