Granddaughters
Copyright© 2025 by Puppy
Chapter 5
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 5 - 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
Saturday Evening. Three Generations.
“Can you meet us at Mom’s place?” Susan asked me on the phone, later that day.
“Who’s us?”
“Emma and me. Mike’s staying home with Sophie.”
I smiled. “Yes, my love. I can.”
“You go ahead,” said Aurora when I was off the phone. “You’ll be up to your neck in pussy. I don’t need to be there. Have a special time.”
“OK. But I’m going to tell you every bit of what happens, when I get home tonight.”
“I’ll love that.”
I meticulously groomed myself and dressed up nicely, before heading over. This felt like a major occasion. Like going on a big date ... with my ex-wife, our daughter, and our granddaughter.
When I arrived, Susan and Emma were sitting at the table. Jennifer was shuttling back and forth from the kitchen, bringing snacks and cups of herbal tea. They were laughing, relaxed. They looked happy.
“Peter!” Jennifer reached me first, throwing her arms around me and kissing me eagerly. “The man of our lives! Thank you for coming to our little get-together. Come, sit down.”
“Not until you’ve greeted me properly,” said Susan, standing up and giving me a similarly warm embrace and kiss. As we kissed, she took my hand in hers, and pulled it under her short skirt. I got the idea, slipping fingers under her panties, feeling her wet pussy. She moaned into my mouth with approval.
“OK, OK, my turn,” said Emma, tugging her mother and me apart. Susan released me, Emma hugged and kissed me. She also pulled my hand toward her skirt.
“Did you want me to slip my hand into your panties, too?” I said smiling.
“No, Grampa. I’m not wearing any.” My fingers explored under her skirt, and found only soft, wet, excited teenage pussy.
“Enough of that for now,” said Jennifer. “Let’s talk first.”
“Damn,” said Emma. “I just wanted to go straight to crazy family sex.”
“Emma! You know we have a lot to talk about,” chastised Susan.
We all sat at the table, sipping tea and talking. Jennifer and I recounted the first time I had come over with Aurora, re-awakening her sexuality with a wild threesome. Susan and I recounted our romps together, and our foursome with Mike. Then Emma, who had apparently already described our morning in full to Susan, gave Jennifer a full update on what had transpired.
“So now, we all know the whole picture,” said Susan. “Dad, I see how you went about it, you brought us into your sexual world one at a time, gently. I can feel how much you love all of us.”
“I can feel that too,” said Jennifer. “I’ve always known you to be a good man, caring, considerate, loving. And now there is this wild, crazy sexual power you have. But you’re not just fucking strange hotties all the way across town. Instead, you just decided you wanted to have every kind of sex with the women you love most. Your wife, your family. And I guess, it makes sense for us to enjoy sex with each other, too. Because we’re going to be having sex with you, together. And you probably already had a kink for...”
“Lesbian incest,” finished Susan.
“That’s all true,” I admitted.
“But Grampa,” said Emma, “You didn’t really use your sex magic consistently. I mean, not yet. What did he tell you, Gramma, when he used his magic on you?”
“Let me think. He came over with Aurora ... He asked me to make love with them. He asked me to ... fuck him silly. And let him come in my mouth. And he said I would want to commit incest, and then ... some butt stuff.”
“As for me,” said Susan, “He gave me all sorts of things, starting slow. Showing off my body, making out with him, and with Aurora, and letting him touch my pussy, wanting to suck his cock and drink his cum, and then for my mom and me to get orgasms from each other. And then ... me too, butt stuff.” She laughed.
“And me,” said Emma. “He was even more gentle and slow at first. He said I would get turned on by watching family members having sex. That I’d want to play with him and Aurora, affectionately and sexually. And ... I remember it by heart, he said, nothing makes me as happy as sexual intimacy with my family. Which is kinda like saying I’m going to crave incest, but not exactly.”
“I didn’t exactly have a plan before starting all this,” I said apologetically. “I know, it seems a bit inconsistent. I just told you whatever I thought you needed to move on to the next step.”
“But where are the steps leading?” asked Jennifer. “I think you should give us, together, some consistent magical instructions. If we’re all going to end up loving every kind of sex, let’s get there together.”
“Yeah,” said Susan. “Like, Dad, the only kinds of incest you made me crave are with you, and with my mom. You didn’t give me a desire to have sex with my girls, but we’re obviously headed in that direction.”
“And you told me I’d really want to commit incest,” said Jennifer, “like me, personally, doing it. But you didn’t make me turned on by other members of our family having sex with each other.”
“Don’t worry, Grampa,” offered Emma. “Mom and I worked it out. We wrote down a few phrases that you can use on us, tonight. And then we’ll be all set for the future.”
I sat and looked at the three women, full of love. “You are all incredibly wise.”
“I know,” said Susan. “Emma?”
“Number One,” said Emma firmly. “Incest is going to be hot. We’re all going to find it sexy, whether we’re involved or not. So say that, and say the magic phrase.”
“Right here, right now? You all approve?”
“Yes, my love,” said Jennifer.
“Yes, Daddy,” giggled Susan.
“OK,” I agreed. “Incest will be sexy, for all of you, whether you’re involved or not. Dametun infulas tormena.”
“Oh. Wow! I actually felt that,” giggled Emma. “Mom, did you feel it too?”
“I ... did,” gasped Susan, “Before he said it, I was pretty unsure of whether I ... ever wanted to have sex with you and your sister. Or whether you and your dad should ever have sex. And now ... every situation I can think of, just seems like great idea.”
“Cool!” said Emma. “I am totally fucking Dad, as soon as I can. And Grampa.”
“Next,” said Susan. “Dad, you kinda sorta bent my sexual orientation, from straight to flexible. But you didn’t really make me desire a woman’s body as much as a man’s. You had Mom and me want each other, but I was making love to her because she was my Mom, and kinda had to ignore the fact she’s a woman.”
“I think I was already more bisexual than Mom or Gramma,” said Emma, “but I didn’t know it, until I had sex with you and Aurora this morning. You’ve expanded my horizons, but I still haven’t licked a pussy, yet.”
“So here’s the phrase,” said Susan. “We crave and enjoy sex with a woman just as much as we crave it with a man.”
“OK,” I repeated. “You crave and enjoy sex with a woman just as much as you crave it with a man. Dametun infulas tormena.”
“Wow,” said Jennifer. “I ... feel like I just shifted several places on the Kinsey scale.”
“Those ... those are the big two we came up with,” said Emma. “I think other little things, like for me, not wanting you to come in my mouth, we can just revisit those when they come up, I guess. And maybe someday, you could help me to enjoy butt stuff. But not today. OK?”
“Of course it’s OK,” I said. “It’s better than I could have possibly come up with on my own. All three of you are brilliant and amazing women. I was one of the luckiest men in the world, even before this strange magic came along. Just to have you all in my life. I can’t express how much I love all of you.”
“Awwwwww. Dad.” Susan seemed to be on the verge of crying with happiness. “You know we feel that way about you, too.”
All three of them stood up, came around the table, and attempted to kiss me at once. It was thrilling, and a little comical, with faces and mouths colliding. A three-way kiss is sometimes possible, to a degree; a four-way kiss much less so.
“Let’s go to bed, now,” said Susan eagerly. “There are a lot of kinds of sex we haven’t had together yet.”
“I am 100% eating my mom’s pussy!” declared Emma.
“And I am eating yours, you naughty girl,” said Jennifer.
“And maybe Grampa will finally fuck me?” asked Emma.
“Slow down, please, all of you,” I begged. “Let’s take this nice and easy. Susan, Emma, you go ahead and get acquainted with each other’s bodies, but go slow. Jennifer, darling, sit with me and watch?”
In the bedroom, the sheets were pulled back, the scene was prepared for sex. Jennifer pulled a loveseat up beside the bed, and she and I sat together on it. Susan and Emma stood, embracing, still fully clothed, beside the bed. They held each other and came together in a kiss, which went on and on.
“Our granddaughter loves long, slow kisses,” I said.
“I can’t wait!” giggled Jennifer. “I remember how amazing it felt, that first time you had me really kiss our daughter, as a lover. And now, she gets to have the same experience with her own daughter.”
“Do you like your tits sucked, Mom?” asked Emma.
“Only when I’m really turned on. Like right now.” She fumbled with her shirt and bra.
“Slowly, slowly, it’s too nice a job to rush!” I said, then realized I was quoting Rocky Horror.
“OK, Grampa,” said Emma. “I’m going to strip my Mommy naked, bit by bit, and make love to every bit of her. Starting with these.” She slowly removed Susan’s bra and tossed it aside. “Beautiful tits, Mom. I’m going to suck ‘em just like when I was a baby.”
“Oh, sweetie,” said Susan, sighing. “I didn’t get to breastfeed you as much as I wanted to. I was trying to get through college, so I had to pump during the day. Your dad would give you my milk from a bottle, feeding you around the clock.” She smiled. “And now you’re all grown up, and I don’t have any milk to give you. And you nursing on me feels like incest, which is turning me on.”
“Good, Mom,” agreed Emma. “Now I get to thank you for all the hard years you put in, raising me. I get to thank you with naughty incestuous lovemaking.” She pushed off Susan’s skirt, reaching around to grab her mother’s buttocks. “Nice butt, Mom. Feels great in my hands. And nice sexy wide hips.”
“Child-bearing hips,” said Susan. “I bore two of you.”
“If I was Dad and saw these hips, I’d want to get you pregnant too.”
“Oh sweetie, you say the nicest things,” giggled Susan. “He sure did. We fucked like bunnies, and it worked twice.”
On the loveseat, Jennifer and I held hands. We glanced at each other with a smile, then turned back to the bed. I knew she was remembering the first year of our marriage, when she got pregnant with Susan.
“And now,” said Emma, “The real prize. Under these panties.” She slowly rolled them down. “My Mom’s pussy. I want it.” She reached down and petted. “My Mom’s wet, horny pussy.”
“Yes, sweetie,” encouraged Susan. “My pussy, for giving birth to you and your sister, but also for my husband to fuck, and my Dad to fuck, and for you and my Mom to pleasure me with your mouths and hands. And you can even fuck me too, sweetie, with the right toy.”
“I’ve never licked anyone’s pussy before,” said Emma, “and I’m so happy you’re going to be my first, Mom. I want to start learning to make you feel good. Starting right now.” She gently pushed Susan backwards on the bed. Susan fell back and wiggled, finding a pillow to put under her head. Emma moved onto the bed, spreading Susan’s legs, and went right in, licking eagerly.
“Oh, sweetie. That’s wonderful!” sighed Susan, looking down at Emma’s face between her legs.
“I want to be closer to them,” said Jennifer. “And naked.”
“Let’s do it,” I said, standing up with her. Jennifer and I gently removed each other’s clothes, then we moved onto the bed, on either side of the mother-daughter cunt-lapping that was in progress. Susan smiled at us, holding one of Jennifer’s hands on the right, holding one of my hands on the left.
“Mom. Dad.” Susan looked back and forth between us, then down at Emma between her legs. “We’re really doing it! This is really happening.” Susan’s voice was cracked with raw emotion. Joy, excitement, lust.
“Yes you are, sweetheart,” said Jennifer. “Real sex, with your own offspring, that you carried in your own womb, like a part of you that you lost, that’s now come back to you. I know how it feels. I felt it when I had sex with you on Sunday night.”
“Mommy pussy is delicious,” said Emma, raising her mouth for a second. “I didn’t expect to like the flavor so much. And sucking her clit is fun!” She put her mouth back down, and must have flicked Susan’s clit hard, because Susan’s body shook involuntarily.
“It’s so beautiful,” I said. “I don’t want to distract you from your first time together.”
“But I want you to touch me,” said Susan. “Mom, Dad, maybe suck my tits?”
Jennifer leaned in to suck. I leaned in to kiss Susan tenderly, then took a nipple for myself. It didn’t go on that long. Susan’s gasps and moans spent the next minute rising to a crescendo, then she arched her back and came strongly. She let go of our hands to try to push Emma’s head away.
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