Family Therapy
Copyright© 2026 by Vanpeebles
Chapter 3: Going Deeper into Therapy
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 3: Going Deeper into Therapy - Upon discovering their eldest son and daughter are having sex, a couple consults a therapist, who plots to have the whole family, as well as her own, join them.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Ma/ft mt/Fa Fa/Fa ft/ft Fa/ft Ma/Ma Mult Teenagers Consensual BiSexual Fiction Incest Mother Son Brother Sister Father Daughter Group Sex Orgy Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie First Masturbation Oral Sex
Charles lay in bed that evening. He couldn’t stop thinking about the session with Angela that afternoon. He kept thinking about his bisexual past, in particular whether he had been honest and fair with Pris in not telling her. Should he come clean now? Angela may have been right. It had been seventeen years, even longer if you counted the time they had been dating. He should have told her when they first started having sex all those years ago. Telling her now might be far worse. Not only was it just as big a revelation as it would have been seventeen years ago, but now it was compounded by seventeen years of a lie. But now that it had come up in the session, he felt he urge to come clean.
He could hear Pris in the shower. She was oblivious to this aspect of his sexuality. She wasn’t a prude. She was very accepting of alternative sexualities. They had gay and lesbian friends. They had talked about what they would do if any of their kids turned out to be gay, and she was firm in her support and love for them regardless. But a husband who liked sex with men was different.
He heard Pris turn off the water, and a few minutes later she came into the bedroom and climbed into bed next to him. She turned to him. She clearly wanted to talk.
“I don’t mean to pry, but did your session go well today,” she asked.
“I guess. We didn’t talk much about Zach and Alex. That was a bit strange.” A nice deflection, he thought.
“I know. It was the same with mine the other day. I don’t know what to think. She seemed more interested in our sex life than with the kids.”
“She did say that it was all part of the same vibe, or ‘dynamic,’ to use her word.”
“Yeah, but I’m not sure I buy that. How often the two of us fuck can’t be that important.” She hesitated, then went on, “But she sure has a way of getting under your skin, bringing things to the surface that you didn’t know were there. Don’t you think?”
Charles let out a sigh. “There’s something I should tell you, should have told you a long time ago.”
Pris’s eyes widened with curiosity.
“Long ago, back before we started dating, I used to, every now and then, have sex with other men.”
Her mouth gaped. The expression was one of surprise. Not shock, not anger, just surprise. Eventually she said, “I don’t know what to say. I never expected that.”
“I haven’t been with any men, or other women for that matter, since we started dating. I’ve been completely faithful.”
“I’ve never doubted that.”
The two were silent, and after a few moments Pris spoke again, “Is it something you still want?”
“I hadn’t really missed it. Not much, anyway. But since this afternoon ... no actually since I caught Alex and Zach it’s been popping into my mind.”
“So you sucked cock, I mean back then?”
“Yes.”
“And you fucked men in the ass?”
“Yes.”
“And men fucked you?”
“Not so much. I was mostly a top.”
“Oh, you know the lingo.”
Charles looked at his wife. There was a playful expression on her face.
“The thought of you going down on a hot, young stud,” she continued, “is kind of hot.”
“Really?”
“Oh, yeah. I’d pay to see that.”
“You’re serious.”
She nodded and moved closer to him. “I’m getting wet right now.”
She wasn’t kidding. Her reaction surprised herself as much as it did him. But as soon as he had said it, the image of him with a cock in his mouth had leapt into her head and wouldn’t leave.
“Do you mean you really want to watch me be with another man?”
“I don’t know if I really want it, but the idea excites me.” She reached over and placed her hand on his crotch. He was hard. “And it seems it excites you, too. I have an idea.” She turned and opened the nightstand drawer, taking out her blindfold that the two of them sometimes used to spice things up. But this time she put it on him. “Now just imagine that I’m a man sucking your cock.”
Pris pulled down the bedcovers, then Charles’s boxers. His cock popped up, and Pris thought how lucky she was to have a man with a large and nicely shaped prick. Grasping it with one hand, she swirled her tongue around the head, and then engulfed it with her mouth, as far down the shaft as she could reach without gagging. She tried to imagine what her husband was fantasizing. Was it a big, bear-like man? Or was it a smooth, lithe body, like their son’s. A vision of Zach sprang into her mind. She tried to dismiss it, but it wouldn’t go away. So she gave in to it, and in her mind’s eye she was no longer sucking off her husband but her son.
Charles hadn’t told Pris, but this was far from the first time that he had fantasized about a man fellating him while she did it for real. And he was more successful in keeping his fantasy in line with what society would accept. Instead of his wife, it was an anonymous young man servicing his cock. At least at first. But his fantasy partner kept changing. At first it was a series of men, then it shifted to women he knew. Susan from the office, and Angela the therapist. And along with the vision of the busty Angela going down on him, came thoughts of incest. Then it was Alex who was servicing him. He had gotten a good look at her naked body the previous week, and it had been burned into his brain. Now it was part of his spank bank. Next it was his sweet, little Molly. Young and innocent. He could see her adoring brown eyes locked onto his as she sucked. It was wrong, but in that moment he didn’t care.
After seventeen years, Pris knew what her husband liked. She let the cock slip from her mouth, pushing it up against his abdomen. Then she proceeded to nibble along the underside of the shaft. Little bites, not deep or hard, not enough to cause real pain. She felt him quiver. He was close. So she returned to sucking him deep, and a moment later she felt his salty goo rush into her mouth.
She had a wicked idea. Instead of swallowing as she usually did, she held his cum in her mouth. And when he had finished and was starting to go soft, she climbed up his body and gave him a deep cum-kiss.
It wasn’t the first time Charles had tasted cum, but it had been a long time. He savored the salty flavor and the viscous consistency.
Pris removed the blindfold and smiled at her man. Then she lay back, spread her legs, and beckoned to him.
Charles needed no further invitation. He settled down between his wife’s legs and gave her clit a light kiss. She shivered and closed her eyes. Then he proceeded to lap at her slit, swirling his tongue around the opening to her vagina. He was toying with her, getting close to, but not touching her clitoris.
Pris loved his form of edge play and prolongation of pleasure, being kept in a state approaching but not reaching orgasm. While her husband lapped at her, she imagined it was Zach. She could picture his young face intently trying to bring pleasure to his mother. She wondered if Zach had gone down on Alex. Charles hadn’t given details about what he’d seen the brother and sister do to each other. Had Alex experienced being eaten by a lover? Had she played with a girlfriend, practicing for when they could do it with a boy? Then it was Alex’s face between her legs, and suddenly a single contraction passed from her pussy through the rest of her body. In her mind she locked eyes with Alex, and another spasm wracked her. At that moment Charles shifted to her clit, and she went over the falls, with visions of her daughter eating her out.
Alex and Zach entered Angela’s office for their next session. The therapist had called over the weekend and asked that the two come in together. She felt it was important to see how they interacted with one another, something she couldn’t assess if they were in separate sessions.
Both were immediately struck by the presence of a man in the office in addition to Angela. The furniture had also been rearranged. The chair that Angela had sat in the previous session had been moved against a wall on the other side of the room, and a second couch that had occupied that space was now in the center. The two couches were now facing one another.
“Zach and Alex, this is Bill,” said Angela. She didn’t mention that he was her husband. “He’ll be joining us for this session, and maybe some others. Today, we’re going to do some roleplay of family dynamics. I’ll take the part of your mother, and Bill will play the role of your father. You two, of course, will play yourselves. I find roleplay produces better results if the players resemble the actual subjects. I could play the role of the father too, but it would be less realistic, and you wouldn’t react realistically. Don’t worry. Bill is sworn to the same confidentiality that I am. Nothing that goes on here will leave this room unless you want it to.”
Alex eyed Bill. He was fortyish, trim and well built. But otherwise he didn’t really look like their father; he had a full head of salt-and-pepper hair and a beard, whereas their dad had a shaved head and just a moustache. But differences aside, he was quite a handsome man, she had to admit.
For his part, Zach didn’t think much about the change. In his mind, all he and Alex had to do was stop fucking one another and all this would be in the past. He didn’t want to stop fucking her, but it was a sacrifice he was willing to make. But whatever they had to do to get through this therapy and back to normal was fine with him.
“How have things been at home?” asked Angela. “Any changes, for good or ill?” “Have you had sex with each other again?”
“No sex,” said Alex. “Things have been a little weird, but I guess that’s to be expected.”
“Weird in what way?”
“Mom and Dad have been more touchy-feely,” answered Zach. Dad hugged me the other day. He’s never done that before. Mom, too.”
“Alex, do you agree?”
“I guess. Dad has always hugged me. I guess that’s a dad-daughter thing. But mom hugged me the other day, too. That was awkward.”
“I get the impression that your dad is more emotionally expressive than your mom,” said Angela.
The teens both nodded.
“And they’ve been lovey-dovey with each other, too,” said Alex. That’s weird and new.”
“Appropriate physical displays of affection between family members are important,” said Angela. “It shouldn’t be weird. That’s a place we can start today, getting you more accustomed to hugging and other physical touching. If that’s okay with you two?”
The two teens shrugged their acquiescence.
“Okay, let’s stand up, and Alex and Bill give each other a hug, and then Zach and I will hug.”
They all stood, and Alex and Bill stepped toward one another, Alex somewhat hesitantly. She leaned in and gave the man a quick hug.
“That wasn’t much of a hug,” said Angela. “Pretend he’s your dad, and not a stranger. The hug should reflect the love you have for your father.”
The girl leaned in and embraced Bill, putting her head against his chest. She felt the man’s strong arms encircle her and the heat of his chest against her cheek. It was nice. She squeezed, and as she did so, she felt his hands slip down her back until they were resting at the top of her butt. She slowly pulled back and disengaged, looking up at him as she did so. Their eyes locked, and she suddenly felt desire for this man who was like and yet unlike her father.
“Much better,” said Angela. “Now Zach and me.”
The same thing repeated itself, with Zach giving his therapist a quick, passionless hug at first. Then the second time he felt her breasts crush against his chest and her hot breath on his cheek. His cock immediately sprang erect. She had to have noticed that, but she didn’t let on that she had.
“Now let’s switch. Zach think of Bill as your father and give him a hug.”
This time Zach didn’t hesitate, giving the man a solid hug and holding it for several moments. He was nervous that Bill might feel his erection, which didn’t go down with the change in sex of his partner. Like his sister, he felt the strong arms embrace him, and strangely he found he enjoyed it.
And like her brother, Alex didn’t hesitate the second time. She gave Angela a big hug, feeling the woman’s arms enclose around her, their cheeks touching and breasts rubbing against each other’s. The girl felt a quick contraction in her pussy.
“Now let’s try a kiss. Alex, kiss me like you would your mother.”
The girl leaned in and gave the therapist a quick peck on the cheek.
“That’s not very affectionate,” Angela said. “You can embrace me when you kiss, and it’s perfectly acceptable to kiss your mom on the lips, at least at home. PDA in public should be more restrained.”
The girl made her second attempt, this time putting her arms around the older woman and kissing her on the lips. It was a quick kiss but not lacking passion. As she withdrew, Alex stopped and looked at the woman. Angela was smiling and batting her eyes, her hands lingering on the small of Alex’s back.
“Now the men,” said Angela, keeping her arms around Alex.
Zach stepped forward and put his arms around Bill’s waist. Being over half a foot shorter, Bill leaned down and, taking Zach’s head in his hands, gave him a kiss on the lips. Zach quickly broke it and stepped away. He had expected kissing another man on the lips to be weird, but this was weird in an unexpected way. He had enjoyed it.
“Now how did that make you feel?” asked Angela.
The teens hesitated. Then Alex spoke, “It was nice, I guess.”
“Just nice? How did kissing Bill make you feel? Was it different than when you kiss your brother?”
Alex bit her lower lip and thought for a moment before answering. “It made me feel warm and secure.”
“Did it remind you of anything? Have you had that feeling before?”
“It was kind of like when Dad hugs me.”
Angela didn’t respond right away, giving Alex time to realize the implication of what she had just said. Then she asked, “Did you like it when you kissed me?”
Alex nodded. But Angela didn’t respond. There was an awkward pause, then Alex finally answered, “It was different than with a guy, softer. And I liked it when your boobs pressed against me.”
“Did that remind you of anything?”
Alex looked down at her feet as she answered, “It was like when Mom hugs me.”
“Ahh.” Then turning to Zach she asked, “How about you, Zach? What was it like kissing a man?”
The boy had time to reflect and answered right away, “I thought it would be weirder than it was.”
“Did you enjoy it?”
He nodded sheepishly.
“What about kissing me? Did it remind you of your mom too?”
Again, he nodded.
“Okay, I think that’s about time for today. But I want the two of you to reflect on what just happened and how it made you feel. I want you to start thinking about what it would be like to be intimate with someone else, perhaps someone older, someone who can make you feel comfortable and protected, and maybe teach you a few things.”
After they left the office, Zach stopped his sister in the lobby of the building. Their mom would be waiting for them in the coffee shop across the street, and he wanted to talk to Alex about what had just happened.
“Was that weird?”
“Yeah.”
“I got the feeling that she was suggesting we do it with our parents?”
“Definitely. And like we were gay.”
“Have you ever thought about what it would be like doing it with Dad? Or with Mom?”
Alex paused and took a deep breath before confessing to her brother, “Not with Mom, but sometimes when I’m playing with myself, I think about Dad. What about you?”
“Same, except it’s Mom, not Dad.”
“Did you really like kissing Bill?”
Zach nodded. “Before this, I never would have thought I would, but I actually did. I don’t know if that makes me gay.”
“You’re not gay, trust me. I know from experience. But I think I might be a little bi.”
“Me, too, I guess.”
“C’mon,” said Alex. Mom’s waiting.
The pair left the building and walked across the street to the coffee shop where their mother was waiting. That had been the most intimate conversation the two siblings had ever had, and they felt closer than ever before.
Molly was excited for her session with Dr. Wilson. She had been masturbating furiously all the past week, starting to learn what gave her the most pleasure and letting her fantasies run wild. She mostly thought about the busty therapist, but she also imagined it was friends, both girls and boys, who were giving her pleasure as she diddled herself.
But she was surprised when she entered Dr. Wilson’s office to find another girl there. She looked to be about the same age and a lot like her sister Alex, except this girl’s eyes were a piercing blue.
“Molly, this is Thea,” said Dr. Wilson. “She’ll be joining us for some role play today. Don’t worry, everything that is discussed or happens here will stay between the three of us. Is that okay?”
“Okay, I guess,” said Molly, disappointed that the other girl’s presence would certainly mean that there wouldn’t be another masturbation lesson today.
Angela gestured that Molly should sit on the couch and then settled into her chair facing her. Thea sat down next to Molly.
After some innocuous questions about her week, Angela asked, “Now Molly, did you do what I asked and experimented with playing with yourself?”
Molly, conscious of the strange girl sitting next to her and looking at her, nodded.
“Good, and what did you think about when you masturbated?”
The teen hesitated, then said, “Mostly boys from school.”
“Just boys, or girls too?”
Molly nodded again.
“Anyone else?” Molly didn’t answer, so Angela continued, “Did you think about me? It’s okay if you did, after our last session.”
Molly nodded yet again.
“I’m a bit flattered, thank you. It’s nice to be fantasized about. Now, I’d like to try a little role playing with you and Thea. Is that okay?”
“Yeah, I guess.”
“Good. I’d like you two to stand up. Pretend that Thea is your sister Alex, and I’d like the two of you to hug.”
The two girls stood and turned to one another. After an awkward bit of positioning themselves, they hugged. To Molly’s surprise, it felt nice. She had thought hugging a stranger would feel weird.
“Very good,” said Angela. “Now try it again, a little more deeply.”
The pair embraced again. This time, though, Molly felt a twinge in her loins as Thea’s breasts pushed against her chest and the girl’s hands found their way down to rest lightly on her buttocks.
“Okay, you can sit,” said Angela as the pair broke the hug. “Did that feel like hugging your sister?”
“Not really.”
“Why not?”
The teen hesitated, then said softly, “It was sexier.”
“Do you find Thea sexy?”
Molly nodded, avoiding eye contact with the other teen. Then she felt Thea’s hand on her thigh.
“Would you like to see her pussy? I think it would be a good experience to see another woman’s. Too few women do that.”
Molly was quiet, too embarrassed with Thea sitting next to her, hand on her thigh.
“It’s okay,” said Thea softly. “I’d be happy to show you mine. Would you like that?”
Molly finally looked at the other girl and nodded ever so slightly.
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