Chapter 3

Eighteen

We actually missed Aubrey’s 18th birthday, because she was off at school and she couldn’t get away from her studies. We didn’t see her until her winter break a month later.

We already knew that she didn’t have much time to date. It wasn’t a “party school”, and Aubrey wasn’t the kind of girl that would seek out partying. She did have a dorm room to herself, and did manage to bring a boy around from time to time for a “hookup”.

The day Aubrey came home for winter break, Helen went to go pick her up from the bus stop. By the time I got home from work, they were busy in the kitchen making dinner together, talking and laughing.

“Daddy!” squealed Aubrey, rushing over when she saw me come in. I suddenly had my hands full of wiggling, excited teenage girl, French-kissing and squeezing me almost desperately.

“I’ve missed you too!” I managed to say between kisses.

“I want to do things with Dad, right now.” said Aubrey.

“Go ahead,” said Helen laughing. “Dinner will be ready in about half an hour.”

“Come on, Daddy,” said Aubrey, leading me by the hand to the living room, over to my big soft chair. We stood together, kissing as we slowly removed each other’s clothes. I helped Aubrey out of her jacket, her shirt, and her bra. She eased my boxer shorts down and off, then pushed me back to sit in my chair. She knelt in front of me, topless, taking my growing cock in her hand, and gave it a long lick while looking up at me.

“I want to talk about sex and consent,” she said.

“Sure, sweetheart,” I said, surprised a bit.

“I understand why you raised me like you did,” she said. “I wasn’t an adult, so consent isn’t fully meaningful. That’s why you never told me to do anything sexual, or even asked me to do anything sexual. Because even if I said yes and really meant it, I didn’t have the perspective to make that answer meaningful. That’s why you made me wait years to do stuff with you.” She gave my cock another long lick from base to tip.

“That’s correct,” I said, smiling. “This is quite a way to have a conversation!”

“So now I’m an 18 and society says I’m an adult. I do feel like an adult in some ways. Also, I don’t regret any of the things we did when I was younger. Really, Dad. Sticking your tongue in a 14-year-old girl’s mouth when you were, what, 36 years old? Sucking on a 15-year-old girl’s tits?”

“Uh...”

“Relax, Dad. I’m telling you it was great. Even with the full awareness that comes from being older. I was always in control, and it taught me self-confidence. Being totally open with me was also good. I mean, most 14-year-old girls would be way too embarrassed to tell their parents that they’re about to go off and masturbate. But it was no big deal with you and Mom. And now that I’m older, we’re both adults, and we can have a more equal conversation. You’re still my parent, and you’re a man, so the power relationship isn’t really level. But, I’m not a kid anymore, so I won’t feel like I have to do anything, just because you tell me to. Now, you can ask me for what you want, and I can say yes or no. Remember when I asked you one time, if you really wanted to fuck me? And you couldn’t give me a straight answer. Just a bunch of sweet stuff about not wanting to hurt me, and how you can only think of me as your daughter. I want you to treat me like an adult. Let’s try it right now.” She ran the tip of her tongue along the full length of my cock, and gave it a squeeze. A drop of pre-cum leaked from the tip. “I’ve never properly sucked your cock. I’ve just teased you a bit with the head in my mouth. Go ahead and ask me to do it. Tell me honestly that you want a blow-job. For the first time, let’s make our interaction be about what you want. You do want it, right?”

“Yes, sweetheart.” I smiled at her. “I love how smart and grown-up you’ve become. Yes, I’d love for you to suck my cock.”

“Ask me, in the form of a question.”

“Okay. Aubrey, my sweet loving daughter, will you please take my hard cock in your mouth and suck it?”

“Yes, Daddy, I’ll do it.” She smiled. “But your cock is kinda long, so I’m only going to suck as much as I can take comfortably. No putting your hands on my head like you do with Mom. And, it’s fine if you want to come in my mouth, but I don’t love the taste, so I’m not going to swallow, I’ll just spit it out. Is that all acceptable?”

“Yes, sweetheart.”

“Good.” She eased her mouth down over my cock. At first, she just swirled her tongue, and tested a few times to see how far down she could go comfortably. Once she had that figured out, she started rhythmically bobbing her head, while looking up at me. Her dark straight hair rocked back and forth as she sucked, her tits swayed, her sweet pale face showed focus and excitement. I relaxed and lay back in my soft chair, watching her work for a few minutes. Her technique was effective. One of her hands held the base of my cock, the part that didn’t fit in her mouth. The other hand was gently cupping my balls. I knew it was just a matter of time until I came. I tried not to think about how good her mouth felt, but it was impossible. I was struck by the fact that this was the very first time my cock was so far into my daughter’s body, and the first time I would ejaculate directly into her. The first time, no doubt, of many. Maybe she’d ... even want to fuck? The thought was inescapable, and it was too much to take. I started coming hard.

Aubrey moaned, carefully holding me in a shallow lip-lock as I filled the front of her mouth with sperm. She waited until I completely stopped pulsing, before carefully turning her head and letting the cum out onto my boxer shorts.

“That was perfect, Daddy,” she said.

“Yes.” I gasped. “You were perfect.”

“It’s not my favorite thing,” she explained, “but I love you and want to do things for you that like, so please, never hesitate to ask me, OK? No matter where we are, or what we’re doing. Well, maybe not in public.” She giggled. “But whenever we are alone or with Mom, and you feel like having your cock sucked, just ask. If I don’t feel like it, I won’t. OK?”

“OK, sweetheart.”

“Good.” She giggled. “You’re going to have to go upstairs and get some clean boxer shorts.”

“Dinner’s ready!” called Helen from the other room.

Over dinner, Aubrey went over every detail of the blow job, and the consent conversation. We had a lively dialog, as a family, about society, sexuality, age, consent. We even discussed incest more openly than we had before. Aubrey had done her research on it, and had a lot to say about incest in different cultures, the nature of taboo, the laws, and so forth. She had perspective, now, on what she was doing with us - on the ways that so much of incest is abuse, but in her case was nearly the opposite.

After dinner, I did the cleanup while Helen took Aubrey into the living room and started making out with her.

By the time I finished and found them on the sofa, they were both topless, kissing, and had a hand in each other’s panties.

“Hi, Daddy!” said Aubrey. “Mommy and me just had the conversation about asking for what you want. She asked me for the first time if I would eat her pussy.”

“She said yes!” said Helen excitedly.

“Sounds like we should take this upstairs into the big bed,” I suggested.

At the edge of the bed, we stood together as three, kissing each other while removing our remaining clothes. Helen got onto the bed on her back, and Aubrey lay on top of her. They kissed, face to face, tit to tit, belly to belly.

“You know, Mom,” said Aubrey, “I’m already familiar with how you taste. Lots of times I’ve put my fingers in you, and tasted them afterward.”

“My sweet baby girl,” said Helen. “You’ve made me come with your fingers many times in the past year. But now it’s time for you to worship the hole you were born from, with your mouth and tongue.” She grabbed Aubrey’s head and pulled her into a hot, deep kiss, then pulled back and continued, “It’s time for you to commit the ultimate in lesbian incest, eat your mommy’s hot pussy.”

“Yes!” said Aubrey, kissing her way down Helen’s body. Helen reached for a pillow to prop up her head, so she had a perfect view of our daughter’s mouth kissing its way down. Aubrey’s tongue was extended, her fingers gently spreading her mother’s labia to find the clit, and then she made contact and started to lick and suck.

“Oh, fuck yes!” gasped Helen, staring at Aubrey’s face between her legs. “That’s so beautiful. And so hot.”

“Yes it is,” I agreed. I watched for a minute and kissed Helen and twisted her nipples for a while, but I was careful not to distract her from her new experience.

“Daddy,” said Aubrey as she came up for air. “Can you touch me while I lick Mom?”

“Sure thing, sweetheart.” I moved behind her, caressed her shapely hips, planted kisses across her butt, and gently moved my fingers into her groove, playing in her wetness, finding her clit. She moaned into her mother’s pussy, which made Helen moan as well. They kept going for a few minutes that way.

“Can I guide you with my hands, sweetie?” asked Helen.

“Sure, Mommy.”

Helen reached down and ran her fingers into Aubrey’s dark straight hair, gripping her head. She mashed Aubrey’s face into her pussy. From where I was, it looked like she was alternating between the top and bottom of her clit getting the suction. I could see that one of Aubrey’s hands had a few fingers in her mother’s pussy. Helen was going crazy. Her frantic motions built quickly to a crescendo, and she cried out as she came long and hard.

Slowly, Aubrey kissed her way up Helen’s body. I moved alongside them, and the three of us kissed through the aftermath of Helen’s orgasm.

“The same thing I told Dad,” said Aubrey. “You can ask me for oral sex any time you like, Mom. Except in public, of course.” She giggled. “Don’t hesitate to ask me, any time, any place. I’m an adult now, I can make my own decisions. I’ll say yes or no.”

Helen kissed her again. “Thanks, sweetie.” She reached down and felt my erection. “I think we should do something for your father now.”

“I’m kinda hoping he’ll ask to fuck me,” giggled Aubrey. “It’s about time we finally did it.”

“I have no problem asking,” I said. “Aubrey, my sweet loving girl, I’d love to fuck you. Are you ready?”

“Yes, Daddy. But there are some things to talk about first.”

“OK, sweetheart. Are you concerned about ... how you’ll feel afterward? Once we’ve done it?”

“Oh, no, Daddy. We just need to talk about whether you’ll fuck my pussy or my ass the first time.”

I smiled. “Your ass?”

“Yeah. I mean, regular fucking can be OK, but it’s not my favorite thing. I’ve done it a bunch of boys, and it’s usually pretty uncomfortable. I mean, it’s exciting, and like making a boy come inside me, but he usually wants to do it really hard and deep ... I guess I’m still learning how to enjoy it. I mean, I want to practice with you. But, you know how anal I am. I love toys and fingers in my ass, and I like anal sex too, as long as the boy’s cock isn’t too fat. And you, Daddy, your cock is pretty skinny. So I know I’m going to like anal with you. Probably more than I’ll like regular fucking.”

“OK, sweetheart. It’s totally up to you. I can try to be gentle.”

“I know you can, Daddy. And there’s more to consider. I like anal best in doggy-style. But, I want our first time together to be face to face, so I can kiss you.”

“I love that you’ve thought about it so much,” said Helen encouragingly.

“So that’s my decision,” said Aubrey. “I want you to fuck me in my pussy, in missionary, for our first time. But before that, I want you and Mom to eat me to one big orgasm.”

“Of course, sweetie,” said Helen.

I kissed Aubrey, then kissed my way down her body, with Helen, finding our way between Aubrey’s wide-spread legs. I sucked on Aubrey’s clit, then gave Helen a turn. This was something we’d done many times, since Aubrey turned 17, so it was familiar territory, eating our daughter’s pussy together - the way to tease Aubrey’s inner labia with a finger, the tongue patterns on her clit. We switched back and forth, and it was barely a couple minutes before Aubrey came strongly, her hands pushing us away from her sensitive clit.

“OK, sweetheart,” I said, as Helen moved aside and I slowly got into position, lining up my cock with Aubrey’s hole. “Are you ready?”

“Yes, Daddy,” she replied smiling.

“We’re really doing this,” I asked.

“Yup. We really are. Come down here and kiss me as you push in.”

I lowered myself onto her, our lips meeting, our tongues gently seeking each other. I was in no hurry. My daughter’s tits were soft against my chest, her smooth inner thighs held me firmly between her legs. I felt the wetness of her pussy against the head of my cock. I gently pressed the head in. Aubrey seemed comfortable, so I sank in another inch, then another. I knew how snug she would be, from the many times I had a finger or two inside her. And I knew how wet she was, because I was just licking her. But it was still an amazing sensation, to feel the tightness, heat and wetness around my cock. I gently pulled back and forth, sinking in a little more with each thrust, until I felt myself lightly bump against her cervix, and pulled back a bit.

“That’s it, sweetheart,” I said. “That’s as far as I think you can handle me comfortably.”

“Thank you, Daddy.” Her eyes were large, full of love and trust, and arousal. “But don’t forget, this is for you too. Fuck me and enjoy it.”

“OK, I’m going to start moving. Just let me know at any moment if it’s uncomfortable, OK?”

“OK, Daddy.”

I started to move inside her, carefully controlling the depth of my thrusts. Once I settled on how to move my hips and form a rhythm, it wasn’t difficult. From the sounds Aubrey was making, I could tell she was fine, I wasn’t hurting her. She wouldn’t orgasm this way, but she was still enjoying the physical sensations. And there was a whole other level going on, beside the physical. Certainly, my cock felt amazing, she was a tight hot fuck. But far beyond that, this was my daughter, my only child, this amazing person that I’d spent so many years loving and supporting. That we were doing this most intimate of acts together felt ... very forbidden, and also very right. Like we were made to do this.

As for Aubrey, she had told me so many times that the things we did together felt better and more meaningful, because it was her Daddy doing them. So, I knew she was feeling something much like I was.

“You’re both ... so, so beautiful together,” said Helen, laying right next to us and watching, her eyes full of love and excitement.

I felt my orgasm approaching quickly. It felt too soon. But I knew there would be other times.

“I’m ... going to come, sweetheart!”

“Do it, Daddy! Fill me up with your sperm!”

My last rational thought before ejaculation was a flash of worry, that I was in fact dumping sperm into a receptive womb, then a split second later I remembered that Aubrey had been on the pill for several years. I pulsed, all the way inside her, my balls emptying directly at her cervix, flooding her insides. Exactly the same way I had come inside Helen, more than 18 years before, when we made Aubrey.

Very slowly, I pulled out and moved to lay beside Aubrey. She turned to kiss me, and we cuddled through the aftermath.

“That was great,” she said.

“That was ... amazing,” I agreed.

“Someday, I’m going to learn how to come that way, and you can fuck me to multiple orgasms, like you do with Mom.”

“I’d love that, sweetheart.”

We kissed, cuddled, and talked for a while. Helen left the bed and came back with a warm washcloth that she used to wipe the sex juices off my cock, then took me in her mouth a bit to make sure I was clean. Then Aubrey left the bed, and she and Helen went off to shower together. I was utterly drained, and fell asleep.

Aubrey’s winter break from school was two weeks long. We had an awful lot of sex in those two weeks. Sometimes it was me and Aubrey together, sometimes she and her mom together, other times it was threesomes.

Don’t get me wrong, we did other things. I still had to go to work most days, since my job doesn’t give that much time off around Christmas. Helen had her busy schedule. Aubrey had friends to visit. There were chores and shopping. In the house, we cooked and ate together, and watched TV.

Even with that, there was so much sex that I had to ration my orgasms. I can come twice, maybe three times in a day. In my usual life with Helen, this was almost never a challenge. But Aubrey was insatiable, and her lustful enthusiasm was contagious. She got Helen charged up, she got me charged up. If Aubrey woke me up with a blow job or morning sex, I had to think twice about coming inside her, because I’d already be one down for the day.

When Aubrey said we could ask her for oral sex anytime, anywhere, she wasn’t kidding. Helen took her up on that often. In bed, out of bed. In the living room, in the kitchen! Aubrey almost never said no, and Helen loved it, even just casually and not trying for an orgasm. Aubrey spent a lot more time with her mouth on her mother’s pussy than she did giving me head. Helen’s collection of vibrating toys, which usually satisfied her, didn’t see any use, except when Helen brought them out to use on Aubrey.

On Aubrey’s second day of winter break, I was trying to relax in my comfy chair, when she came to find me. I could tell by the look on her face I was in for some trouble. She was dressed in a striped skirt and a pink blouse, with no bra. She hadn’t dressed that way in many years.

“Daddy?” she said, in a little-girl voice.

“What is it?” I replied, smiling. “You’re up to something.”

“Do you remember? This is what I was wearing when I first came to sit in your lap, on my twelfth birthday, and asked you to kiss me the way you kiss Mom. And you said no, and you made me wait a year.”

“I remember the conversation perfectly, but I only kinda remember what you were wearing.”

“Then once I turned 14, you kissed me properly.” She wiggled my pants off of me, then climbed into my lap, facing me. She leaned in for a kiss, our tongues playing together gently for a minute. “Then I turned 15, and I demanded you play with my tits.” She pressed her chest forward. I smiled and took the hint, unbuttoning her pink top, her breasts springing free. I took her nipples in my hands, gently twisting them, then sucking each in turn.