Incest/Taboo Amber

Amber and her twin brothers, Bobby and Billy, continued with their illicit relationship. Amber had not only had sex with both of her brothers, but eventually had a threesome with them. She told them at that time that she needed at least one of them every day. That, of course, was hyperbole and was said in the passion of the moment. The next couple of months, however, seemed to bear out her claim.

Nearly every single day, either Bobby or Billy would avail themselves of their little sister's services, whether it was a blowjob or fucking, or anal --though Sometimes she enjoyed pleasuring both of them separately on the same day. A couple of times they had threesomes. Amber resigned herself to the fact that she was addicted to sex. She no longer even tried to rationalize it to herself. She loved sex and simply could not get enough of it. She did, however, break up with her boyfriend. She had regrets, because she was fond of him and she really did have fun with him, but she had enough on her plate to continue to do well in school and satisfy both of her brothers sexually.

One or other of the twins sometimes would arrive home and go upstairs to discover the other twin having sex with Amber. Sometimes they would watch or even wait for a turn. More often, he would go about his business until Amber was available for him. Many times, if Amber didn't feel like having anal sex, she would blow one brother while fucking the other one. Sometimes they would just all lay together in bed, kissing their sweet sister, cuddling her and, perhaps, drifting off to sleep.

Amber sometimes did a little soul-searching. She still continued to attend church, although she felt as if she were going through the motions. She asked herself if her sexual activity with her brothers was diminishing her sex drive or desensitizing her to sex. She didn't think so. She was always in the mood and still lusted for both of her brothers almost constantly. She loved everything they did to and with her. Best of all, in her opinion, was the fact that she was still attracted to other boys. She imagined fucking or sucking many of her professors or boys in her classes. She didn't plan on doing so (when would she have time?), but she was secretly glad that she still was attracted to men other than her own brothers.

One day, Billy and Amber were home, eating lunch. They sat on the couch watching TV while they ate. Amber anticipated that Billy would want sex after they finished. She, of course, wanted it too, but decided, as she still sometimes still did with Billy, that she might put up a show of reluctance. She was wearing blue-jean shorts and a tight knit top. Underneath she wore a push-up bra that made her B-cup breasts look much bigger. Her shimmering red-blonde hair was in pigtails. She knew she was no raving beauty, but she knew she had a very desirable body and that neither of her brothers could get enough of it.

"Stop looking at my legs, Billy. You're making me feel uncomfortable," she quipped, with a grin.

"Shut up. I ain't looking at your skinny little legs," Billy stated, and went back to watching TV.

"My legs aren't skinny. They've filled out!" she countered.

Billy looked at her well-tanned legs. Yes, they were definitely filled out, though they were, indeed, slender. They had a very good shape. He thought of the many times those strong young legs and been wrapped around his body as his cute little sister urged him on, giving herself totally to him. His cock began to stir.

"Still skinny, but they're nice legs. Makes me horny," he stated, looking into her face.

"Well you can forget it. I'm not doing that stuff anymore. It's time to stop that. I should never have let you in the first place," she argued, but almost burst out laughing.

"Oh, Baby Sister, you forget. You didn't let me. I took it. Remember? Only after you realized how much you love it did you let me," he smiled.

Amber thought back to the first time she and Billy had sex. She had, indeed, been reluctant and had tried to fight him off, at first. There was no doubt, however, that she had wanted it. The fact that he "forced" her made it more exciting, for some reason. She still was very turned on by the thought of him, or someone else, just taking what they wanted sexually. She was not, at all, turned on by Ra*e; there was a sharp distinction, in her mind, between Ra*e and reluctance.

"I remember. You need to learn that 'no' means 'no'. The fact that I learned to enjoy it, and then allowed you to do those things to me, doesn't mean that you shouldn't respect my decision whether to do it or not. So, I've been thinking about it, and I think it's time that you paid for what you did. I'm cutting you off," she declared, as she twisted one braid around her fingers.

Billy snorted. "Cutting me off, huh? What about Bobby? You and him just gonna be exclusive?"

"I'm cutting you both off. It's time. He never forced me, but he did take advantage of me when I was vulnerable..." she began.

"Vulnerable?" Billy asked, incredulously. He was almost sure that Amber was teasing him, which he loved, but could she possibly be serious?

"Yes, vulnerable," she giggled. "You know, back when I was skinny and ugly, before I blossomed and got this awesomely hot body?"

Billy laughed with her. Amber was not one to ever brag about herself or her looks. He knew now, and was relieved, that this was just another of her games. He loved them. She was such a tease and that just made his desire for her grow exponentially.

"You laughing at my awesomely hot body?" she challenged.

"Well, first off, you really are awesomely hot, but I know you're just playing. Secondly, I may just have to have me some," he said, seriously.

"Have you some what? We have some strawberry pie left in the 'fridge. Get me some while you're in there," she smiled.

"I've got my mind on something that's a lot more tasty than strawberry pie!" he smiled.

Amber could feel her panties getting wet. She knew her teasing was getting to him and she knew the ultimate outcome. They would fuck. It was the intervening time, between their teasing discourse, and the ultimate incestuous coupling, that was going to be the fun part. She knew that her brother would not hurt her, but he would take what he wanted. She was what he wanted; it made her wet pussy clench with anticipation.

"Better than strawberry pie? What could be better than that?" she laughed.

"Fuck, Amber, you make me so hot," Billy admitted.

"What have I done?" she pled, innocently. "All I did was tell you that we're not doing that anymore. Now be a good brother and go get your little sister some strawberry pie."

Billy stood and walked toward her. He grabbed her hand and attempted to pull her out of her chair. She jerked her hand back and pulled her legs up into the chair, fending him off as he continued to grope for her hands.

"Get away!" she said, sternly. "Don't touch me!"

Billy stood straight up and gazed at her. She wasn't going to make this easy. That excited him even more. "I bet your little panties are already wet, just thinking about what's about to happen. Am I right?"

"How do you know I'm wearing panties?" she teased. "Been watching me dress again?"

Billy suddenly moved toward her and put his hands underneath her body, then easily lifted her from her chair and into his arms. One strong arm was under her thighs and the other was around her back to steady her. Amber placed her arms around him to keep from falling. Their faces were suddenly inches from each other. Billy gave her a brief kiss on the lips.

"Stop, Billy. Put me down! This is what I meant. You don't know what 'no' means."

Billy started walked toward and then up the stairs, carrying his little sister easily in his arms. "I know what 'no' means, Amber, but it means something totally different when you say it," he laughed.

"Billy! I mean it; put me down. I'm not doing this today!" she screeched, half-heartedly.

Billy carried her into her room and tossed her onto her bed. As she watched, he removed his shirt. He sat on the bed to remove his shoes and socks, then stood and began to unbuckle his belt.

As he began to remove his jeans, Amber quickly got off of the bed and sprinted to the bathroom, locking the door behind her. She smiled, knowing that she was really frustrating her brother. She knew that he had a quick temper and was apt to be a little rough with her when he finally had his way. He had never hurt her, though, and she knew that he wouldn't.

Billy banged on the door. "Amber, stop this shit. I don't intend to knock this door down. If you really don't want any part of this, I have things to do."

"Then go do them," came the reply. "Seriously, we have to stop this." Billy, of course, couldn't see her grin from the other side of the door.

Silence.

Amber listened and heard nothing. She pressed her ear to the door and thought she heard him in her room, but wasn't sure. Then she heard the unmistakable sound of him walking down the stairs. Had she overplayed her hand? Was he really not into this game? Had he really lost interest in her and was this easily dissuaded? As she pondered these things, she removed her clothes and started the shower running. If anything did happen, she preferred to be clean. If it didn't happen, so be it. Maybe it really was time to stop this.

After drying off, she wrapped her towel around her and listened again for Billy. She could hear the television downstairs, but nothing else. She slowly opened the bathroom door and stepped into the hall. Suddenly, out of nowhere, Billy appeared, dressed in nothing but a pair of boxers.

"Shit! You scared me to death, you sneaky bastard," she cried.

Billy picked her up roughly and threw her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. He took the few steps into her room and deposited her on the bed. "You're not getting away this time, Amber. Your games have really pissed me off."

Amber moved to slip by him again, but he grabbed her roughly, ripping the towel off of her in the same motion. "Fuck, Little Sister, that body of yours..." he began, as he slid his boxers down and off, revealing his fully erect penis to her gaze.

"No, Billy, don't. I'm not in the mood, now. You scared me. Let me catch my breath. Let me quit shaking. Please, at least wait a few minutes," she pled, knowing full well that her requests were falling on deaf ears.

Billy roughly spread her legs and crawled between them. Amber pushed at him, but to no avail. He was so much stronger than her that she could not fight him off, even if she had really wanted to do so. He reached down and guided his thick, wet penis into her opening and thrust inside her, all the way to the hilt.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh fuckkkkkkk yesssssssssss!" she cried, surrendering completely to her older brother. "Oh Billy, it's so good! Oh Baby, it's so good. Fuck me hard and deep!"

Instead, Billy lay between her legs, not moving, his thick cock sunk all the way inside his little sister's hot, juicy cunt. He played with one of her pigtails as he looked in her cute face. "Sweet little sister," he gasped. "I love you, Amber. You're so pretty."

She looked into his eyes and stroked his face. "You really do love me, don't you, Billy?" she whispered.

He nodded as he felt tears forming in his eyes. "I love you more than anyone on earth, Little Sister. Even if you really did cut me off, I would still love you."

She kissed his mouth sweetly, then stroked his face. "Do me slow, Baby. Love me, Billy," she moaned as he began to slowly stroke in and out of her clasping pussy.

"Oh, Amber, it feels so good, doesn't it?" he groaned.

She wrapped her legs around him, resting her dainty feet on his ass. "Yes, Billy. Ohhhh, like that, Baby. Oh you're so good," she croaked.

"Is my sweet baby sister going to cum on her big brother's cock?" he smiled.

She giggled, almost silently. "Most definitely. Do me deep, Baby. Get it up in there!" she moaned. "Oh, Billy, fuck! I love you so much!"

She groaned and her body shook. Billy recognized that she was cumming, but he continued to methodically saw in and out of her tight cunt as he watched her face. She was so beautiful to him. He wondered if he could ever feel this way about anyone else. He doubted he would ever find another woman that would meet his sexual and emotional needs the way his baby sister did.

"Unnnnnnghhhhh!" she groaned. "Oh Baby, I'm cumming so good. Give me your cum, Big Brother!" she screeched as she undulated her hips feverishly. "Let me taste it!" she yelled, pushing him up.

Billy quickly withdrew and stood up. To his surprise, Amber rolled off the bed and onto her knees, reaching wildly for his dripping cock. "Feed me!" she smiled.

He stepped forward as Amber stroked his cock. "I need my nourishment, Big Brother," she smiled as she glanced up at his face.

"Cumming!" he yelped. He watched as her warm and eager mouth enveloped his thick cudgel as she continued to stroke him. Huge wads of his semen leapt into her mouth. As she hungrily accepted rope after rope of his man-seed, she moaned passionately with each offering. She suckled gently when he stopped ejaculating, then bathed his cock with her mouth and tongue.

"Oh Baby, I love your stuff!" she said, gleefully, as she stood and pulled him down on the bed with her. "Now, hold me. I need to be cuddled. I love cuddling with my naked brother, especially when he has fully satisfied me!"

"Oh, you're satisfied?" came a voice from across the room. Bobby. "Should I come back later, or am I no longer welcome here?"

Amber giggled. "Go get a shower, then get in here with us. I love it when both of you cuddle me!"

When Bobby had shut the door to the bathroom and had turned the shower on, Billy asked, "Do you want me to leave? Want some privacy with him?"

"No, but I better freshen up. You stay here!"

She hopped out of bed and went into the bathroom to shower with Bobby. She was greeted with a smile and a semi-erect cock.

"I thought you'd like me a little better, if I freshened up for you," she said as she stood on tiptoe to kiss him, then began lathering herself all over.

"I do prefer that," he smiled. "Are you sure you're in the mood? I don't want you to just go through the motions for me."

"I just want to be held by both of you. Who knows what will happen?" she winked.

As they emerged, both totally naked, they noticed that Billy had fallen asleep. "Wake up, sleepy head!" Amber said as she shook him gently.

She lay on her side, facing Billy, kissing his lips as Bobby kissed the back of her neck, giving her goosebumps and making her giggle. She flipped over and began kissing Bobby, inserting her tongue into his mouth and accepting his. He moaned appreciatively as she began to manipulate his cock and balls.

"What do you want, Bobby?" she whispered as she continued to kiss him passionately.

"Ride me," he gasped.

As she proceeded to straddle him, Bobby propped himself up so that he was in a sitting position. She rubbed his tumescent cock along her wet slit, then slowly sat on it, taking her brother's cock deep inside her, just as she had done with his twin, earlier.

"Oh that's so goooood!" she moaned as Bobby pulled her to him and began to feast on her breasts. "Oh Baby, you know how I love this!"

Billy, now awake and alert, scooted over so he could lick and suck one of her breasts while Bobby did the same with the other one. The smacking sounds of the twins suckling their little sister's breasts mingled with the wet, suctioning sound of Amber's tight, wet pussy, clinging to Bobby's thick cock as she rode him, up and down, in and out.

"Yessssssssssssss," she groaned. "Both of you taking care of me," she grunted. "Nothing could ever be this good!"

"Not even ass-fucking?" Billy teased.

"Don't tempt me!" she laughed.

"You've never let me do that," Bobby complained. "I guess I never asked, but..."

Amber stopped for a moment. "Is that what you want, Baby? Because you can have it right now!"

Bobby looked over at Billy.

"Go for it, Bro. It's really not fair that you haven't done that. It's not fair to her, nor to you," he laughed.

"You gotta use lube," Amber reminded them. At that, Billy jumped up and looked through the bedside table where he quickly found the tube of lubricant.

Immediately, Amber extricated herself from Bobby's cock and got on all fours. She had long ago lost any inhibitions concerning anal sex. She and Billy had engaged in anal play and anal sex on many occasions. The twins had doubled her up, pussy and ass, on three occasions. Each time, she had declared she wasn't doing that again because she experienced discomfort for a couple of days. Then she would get to thinking about it and fantasizing about it and wanting it again.

Bobby took the lube and squirted it directly on her asshole, then smeared it around and began to insert his index finger inside her. He went very slowly. When he had his finger all the way in, he noticed that Amber was breathing hard, almost hyperventilating.

"You okay, Sis?" he asked.

"I love it!" she cried. "I can't wait!"

Bobby was so turned on by his sister's reaction that pre-cum was coursing down the shaft of his cock. He now lubed up two fingers, slowly and methodically, working them inside her, as he had seen his brother do on other occasions.

Billy was watching closely. "She's ready, Bro. Give it to her. Gently at first."

Bobby stood on the floor and indicated that Amber was to turn sideways on the bed. He figured he could get better balance that way than standing on the bed, as he had seen Bobby do. He rubbed his cock on her dripping-wet pussy, then stroked inside her cunt. Fuck, it was like a sauna in there!

"Oooooooh!" she moaned. "That was unexpected!"

He pulled out and now rubbed the wet head of his cock in her nether ring, pushing gently. The head popped in and she groaned.

"Hold it there a minute, Bobby. It will adjust," she gasped.

Bobby didn't move as he watched his sister's delectable breasts sway gently beneath her, in rhythm with her accelerated breathing. She reached for Billy's cock and, as he opened his legs and scooted toward her, she took him in her mouth. She sucked and licked him for a few seconds, then panted, "Go deeper, Bobby!"

Bobby pushed and, to his great surprise, his cock slid easily all the way to the hilt, deep inside his precious little sister's tight asshole. "Oh shit, Sis, it's so tight!" he gasped.

Amber giggled. "See what you've been missing?"

"Don't make me laugh. I'm about to cum!"

"Cum, then. It's not like you can't have it again," she replied as she licked up and down Billy's hard shaft.

"Do... fuck... do you want him in you?" Bobby gasped, almost losing his battle with his impending orgasm.

"I'm game," she whispered.

Bobby eased himself out of her asshole. Billy lay crossways of the bed with his feet on the floor. Amber placed him inside her pussy and looked back at Bobby, expectantly.

Bobby took another dollop of lubricant and smeared it on his cock, then gently pressed himself back inside her.

"Whoa now, Cowboy," Amber warned. "It's not quite the same with this other horse cock already inside me!"

"Sorry," Bobby muttered. He slowly pushed forward. He realized that, as he got deeper inside her asshole, that his brother's cock was being forced out of her pussy. He had experienced this and realized that they had to get in rhythm. He withdrew, leaving only the head inside, as Billy thrust deep inside her. Then Billy withdrew and Bobby slid deep inside her. In no time, they had a perfect rhythm.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh! Yesssssss! Oh yes. Oh yes. Oh fucking yesssss!" Amber moaned and groaned as her brothers double-fucked her. "Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck meeeeeee!"

Bobby, who had not cum at all, just couldn't hold it any longer. His sweet little sister's cries of incestuous passion was more than he could bear. He felt the spasm between his nuts as his scalding geyser of boy-cum jetted deep into his sister's vice-like asshole.

When Amber felt Bobby's boiling cauldron of cum blast into her ass, she screamed, "CUMMMMINGGGGGGG! Oh it's so fucking good!"

In a chain reaction, Amber's orgasm triggered Billy's. "Unggggh," he moaned, unable to even enunciate how powerful his orgasm was. "Fuck!" he finally said as all three of the siblings lay in a sweating, panting mass.

After a minute, as Amber caught her breath, she gasped, "Let me up. I have to pee!"

The boys scrambled to let their little sister up. Presently they heard her turn the shower on. "That's three showers in like 2 hours for her," Billy laughed.

"Well, I guess if two guys were doing to one of us what we do to her, we would want to shower, too," Bobby replied.

"You ever have qualms about this?" Billy asked.

"Hell, yes, I do. Do you?" came the reply.

"Yes. I do. I don't worry about myself. I worry about her. Know what I mean?"

"I absolutely do. I mean, obviously we can't resist her. And I guess she feels the same toward us, right?"

"So what do we do? Obviously, at some point, things have to change. We can't live our whole lives doing this," Billy pointed out.

"A moratorium," Bobby replied.

"What's that?" Billy asked.

"You know. A temporary suspension of something."

"Yeah, I've heard that in government class, I think. That may be a good idea," Billy said, thoughtfully.

"Well, if we are agreed on this, what do you think she'll say?"

"Don't know," said Billy. "We'll just bring it up and see."

Just as he said these words, Amber walked into the room. She had dressed in the same clothes that she had worn earlier, downstairs. "Guys, I've been thinking. I don't know how to say this, but we really do need to take a breather...don't you think?"

The twins looked at each other and laughed.

The next couple of weeks were tough on all three siblings. Each time Amber was alone with one or both of her twin brothers, she was tempted. It was hard not to make a teasing remark and she had to be extra careful to wear clothing that was not provocative.

It was just as hard on the twins. Both of them were accustomed to having their sexy little sister at their beck and call. She was always eager to please them in any way they wanted. Now, even though being around her still aroused them very much, they resorted to taking their sexual needs into their own hands.

One night Amber was so horny that she was very tempted to wear something that she knew would arouse her brothers -- maybe a cut off tee shirt with a pair of bikini panties. She could just walk in their room or by their door, making sure they saw her. Nature would take care of the rest. She needed sex and masturbation just wasn't enough -- not after she knew what it was like to have one or both of her well-hung brothers deep inside her.

Maybe she would just offer to give them both a blowjob. Would that be so bad? As she imagined what she might do, it almost turned into a plan. She imagined exactly what pair of panties she would wear and the words she would use to entice them. As she imagined this scenario, she got totally undressed and lying on her bed, began to masturbate. Maybe this would stifle her urge to have sex with her brothers, after all. Besides, she wasn't the only one this affected. If they were ever to be able to quit this awful, sinful, practice they had to deny their desires. If she enticed them, they would all be back at square one.

That night, as she lay in bed unable to sleep, she suddenly realized what she had to do. She had been contemplating changing majors in college, which would necessitate her changing colleges. The college she would attend was some 30 miles away and, while that was a manageable commute, moving on campus or into an apartment would separate her from her brothers. She hated the thought of being apart from them, but knew in her heart that this was what she needed to do.

Since the semester was at an end, it was fairly simple, over the next couple of weeks to get her credits transferred and get enrolled into City College in the next county. Her brothers were extremely distraught about her moving. Billy even suggested that they have a goodbye sex session, but as much as she wanted to do just that, she vetoed that proposal. Bobby, without Billy's knowledge, approached her about having one last love-making session between them, but she vetoed that as well, even though her body demanded that she take him up on it.

The difficult part of moving was finding a place to live. She had already been informed by Student Housing that there were no dorms available, at least until the next semester. Her father, Bart, lived about 10 minutes from the college, so she called him to see if he could help her find a place to stay. She didn't need much. Just a cheap apartment, and she was okay with having a roommate.

Bart had walked out on his family and, for this, Amber was extremely disappointed. However, unlike her brothers and mother, she had never said, or thought, "Good riddance". Her father had never mistreated her in any way. When she was younger, he often helped her with her homework and seemed to favor her over the twins. Naturally trusting and loving, Amber had been puzzled and hurt when he moved out. She didn't know anything about the arguments between him and her mother. She didn't know if there had been infidelities, or money problems, or what. It was hard to understand. Kaley, her mother, was drop-dead gorgeous. Why would her dad give her up? Could he not compromise?

Whatever the reason, he had left and hadn't come back a single time. He occasionally called to talk to her or the twins, always making it a point to send a card and calling on their birthdays. He sometimes called her, unexpectedly, for no apparent reason. She suspected that he was drinking, but he always said nice things and told her that he loved her.

Amber had very little reluctance in calling her dad and explaining that she was changing to City College and asking for his help in finding an apartment. She had been tempted to ask him if she could stay with him, but she knew that he had a live-in girlfriend and she didn't think she wanted to be part of that situation. After explaining what she wanted, Bart assured her that he would make some calls and get back to her within a few days. He told her that he was excited that she would be nearby so they could meet for lunch or maybe catch a movie from time to time.

A couple of days later, Bart called back. Amber could tell immediately that he was excited.

"Hey, honey, I hope you haven't found a place to stay yet, because I have the perfect place!" he informed her, excitedly.

"Oh yeah? What does it cost?"

"Oh, it's very reasonable. You can afford it!" he laughed.

"Tell me about it, then! Is it furnished?" she asked.

"You're moving in with me! I've got an extra room. It won't cost you a penny, and you're 10 minutes from campus. A bus comes right by here, if you don't want to drive," he exclaimed.

"Daddy, no. I don't think I would be comfortable living with you and your girlfriend. No offense, but I have never even met her. What's her name? Yvonne?" she said, disappointedly.

"Yvonne was two girlfriends ago," he laughed. "No, when you called, I told my latest girlfriend to hit the road. It was a dead-end relationship, anyway. Well, obviously they all are since your mother and I are still married. Anyway, it would make me very happy to have you here with me," he explained.

"Are you sure, Daddy? You haven't even seen me in almost 3 years. You may not even like me," she told him.

"Well, I love you, Sweetie. We'll soon get reacquainted. Maybe we'll even invite you Mom over to eat sometime. What about it?"

"Daddy, I don't want to be any part of some scheme for you to get back with Mom. I'm sorry, but I don't want to be in the middle of that," she told him matter-of-factly.

"Well, I can see that you have changed. You speak your mind, now, don't you?" He paused. "I don't mean that in a bad way... I'm glad you have matured in that way. I don't think your mother and I will ever get back together. I didn't meant to imply that, at all. Please consider my offer, okay?" he asked, almost in a pleading voice.

Amber giggled. "Tell you what, Daddy. I'll drive over tomorrow and check it out. Are you going to be mad if I say I don't want to move in?"

"Frankly I'll be a bit disappointed, but I will get over it...and I'll help you find an apartment...and I'll pay for it. How does that sound?"

"Well that sounds too good to be true," she replied. "That's a deal. See you tomorrow. Love you, bye." She hung up and smiled. Things were really going to work out, one way or another.

A week later, Amber showed up at her dad's house to move in.When he came to the door, a week previously, when she visited to check out the arrangement, he almost hadn't recognized her. He had seen nothing but a school photo, sent in a text message, in 3 years -- since she was a skinny 16 year-old waif. Now she was a beautiful young woman with a bright smile and, he couldn't help but notice, the body of a woman. She had certainly filled out up top, her legs were no longer pencil-thin, and she was just so very pretty. Today, she was dressed in tight blue-jean shorts and a tight tshirt. Bart felt a surge of lust, but remembering that she was his daughter, chastised himself and set about bringing her things in and getting her settled.

She had her own room, complete with a desk. Bart lived in a small, frame house which he had remodeled himself. All the floor coverings were new and all the rooms were recently painted. There were two bedrooms, a large kitchen, and a living room with a large-screen TV. Alas, there was but one bathroom, but Amber had been sharing a bathroom with her two brothers, so she didn't see that as a problem.

The day she moved in, Bart decided that he would grill steaks to celebrate. Amber drove to the store to buy potatoes to bake in the microwave and asparagus to grill. As she set the table, she was disappointed to realize that she had not bought her favorite, Dr. Pepper, to drink. The only thing Bart had to drink was tap water, orange juice, coffee, and beer. She settled for tap water, with ice.

As they began to eat, she took one sip of her water and grimaced. "Ugh, Dad, what is wrong with this water? It tastes horrible!"

Bart laughed. "Yeah, I never drink it. They put an over-abundance of chemicals in it, for some reason. It won't hurt you. Do you want a beer?"

Amber smiled. "Daddy, I'm not old enough to drink and I've tasted that stuff before and it's just nasty."

"Suit yourself," he laughed. "How does the steak taste? It's pretty rare; I can put it back on the grill a few minutes..."

"No, it tastes good. I can eat it rare. How is your potato? All I could find to put on it was salt and pepper and margarine. Do you need me to buy groceries for you?" she grinned.

"One, the potato is perfect. Two, yes, I want you to buy the groceries. That will pay your rent. Agreed?" he laughed. "Of course I'll pay for them. You're not going to have to pay for anything. I just don't like going to the grocery store. Sure you won't have a beer?"

"I'll be happy to do the shopping!" she exclaimed. "This is going to be awesome, Daddy!" she said as she stood up, kissed his forehead, and got a beer from the refrigerator. "I can't drink that water," she stated.

By the time that Amber had gotten through eating, even though she only drank one beer, she felt the slightest bit light-headed. "Daddy I think I may be drunk," she giggled.

"No, you just have a little buzz because you're not used to it. I usually keep diet sodas and bottled water, but I just happen to be out. I don't want you to think that I just drink beer. I don't drink much, even when I do," he explained as he began to gather the dishes and take them to the sink.

"I don't mind, Daddy. The twins keep beer, but they don't drink it that often, either," she informed him.

"For real? Kaley lets them keep beer? She used to fuss at me for having it. I'm not going to criticize her, though," he said, as he filled the sink with water. "I'll wash; you dry," he smiled.

Later, as they watched TV, Amber said, "I've got a conundrum. I'm either going to have to drive to the store and get something to drink or I'm going to have to drink another beer. I am parched. I think I put too much salt on the baked potatoes."

"Help yourself, Little One," he said absent-mindedly as he focused on the baseball game. Occasionally he would look over at her, amazed at how pretty she looked. He felt bad already for not being a part of her life for three years, but now he felt that he had really cheated himself by not being there as his skinny little daughter blossomed into a pretty young woman. He was happy, however, that she didn't seem to bear any grudge toward him. He was excited to, once again, be a part of her life. He resolved to try to re-connect with the twins, as well.

Amber decided that she would go ahead and shower and get ready for bed. The baseball game was still in the 6th inning, and she wanted to see the end. She took a shower and changed into her pajamas. They were just cotton shorts, which hugged her ass perhaps a bit too nicely -- a close look and you could see the outline of her bikini panties. A cotton top completed the outfit, which fitted snuggly around her braless breasts. It crossed her mind that this outfit was not nearly as risqué as what she sometimes wore around her brothers, but was getting a bit too small for her. She had filled out in all the right places and her clothes were a bit snug in those places.

She grabbed a beer from the refrigerator and took one to her dad. When she handed it to him, Bart, for the first time, noticed just how his daughter had developed since he had seen her. He had already noticed how cute she had gotten, but hadn't really thought much about how her body had developed. He took the beer and allowed his eyes to quickly look from her cute face, down to her perfectly-sized breasts, to her tiny waist, her flaring hips, and her smooth, shapely legs. He quickly averted his gaze, reminding himself that she was his daughter.

A few moments later, Amber lay back on the couch and muttered, "This stuff doesn't taste all that good, but it sure does relax me. Maybe I'm just tired."

Bart looked over at her. The way she was laying gave him a clear view of how tight his daughter's pajama top was across her breasts. 'When did she grow THOSE?' he wondered. He could feel his cock begin to stir. He certainly didn't want to have inappropriate thoughts about his own daughter. Should he ask her to put something on that was a bit more modest? Actually it was pretty modest, he thought, although he could barely make out a hint of her nipples through the thin material. He forced himself to concentrate on the baseball game. He wouldn't start imposing rules on her that might be off-putting.

Amber forced herself to drink the last of the beer, even though it had gotten a bit warm and she wasn't crazy about the taste. She felt the same buzz that she had felt at supper, and felt that everything was right with the world. She was reconnecting with her Dad, and she had never really noticed before how handsome he was and how his tee shirts fit his upper body so well. She felt a surge of excitement imagining being in the arms of a man as powerfully built as her Dad. She looked over at Bart, who wore a tight tee shirt and shorts. She let her eyes drink him in for a moment since he was focusing on the game and wasn't paying attention to her. She let her mind imagine her Dad holding and kissing her beautiful mother. That was so exciting right now, but she recognized that the beer was altering her thoughts.

"Did you see that, Little One?...Amber? Amber?" he laughed.

"What? Sorry, I was just thinking about starting college," she lied. "What happened?"

"He made that batter look silly with that curve ball! I thought you liked baseball. We used to watch it a lot. You were more interested in it than your brothers were. Remember?"

"I still like it, but I don't watch every game like you do. I will, though. I will watch it with you. It will be fun!" she said as she stood, intending to put her beer bottle in the trash. She felt a bit wobbly and, accidentally stumbling over one of his discarded shoes, just fell in her Dad's lap. "Hello," she giggled. "I haven't been in your lap in a long time!"

Bart's first reaction was to put his hand up to catch her when he saw her falling into his lap. He saw, and felt, her ass against his hand, simultaneously. Had she been working out? How did a 19 year old girl get an ass like this? How had he not noticed it right away? Now she was sitting right on his crotch. What should he do? He was a man with a strong sex drive. Any female, especially one as sexy as Amber, was going to cause him to have an erection! This was his daughter! He couldn't allow himself to be aroused by his own daughter, and he certainly couldn't let her know that he was getting an erection!

Suddenly her arms were around his neck and she was kissing his cheek. She giggled and he knew she was a little woozy from the beer. He could feel the warm softness of her barely-clad body. He knew that if he allowed himself to get horny that he would act inappropriately -- even with his own daughter. His mind went back to his teen years when he got drunk with his cousin, Peggy, and had felt her up. Peggy was drunk -- drunker than him -- and when he started touching her, she just took all her clothes off and they were fucking before they could come to their senses. He wondered where Cousin Peggy was these days and if she would still be willing to hook up. They had, several times, after that first time -- even after both of them were married. She was always as hot as a firecracker, but she had been nowhere near as sexy as his own daughter was now.

Suddenly the TV announcer caught their attention. "That ball is back, way back, and it's GONE! A walk off homer for Ozzie, and the Braves win again!"

Even though Bart whooped with joy at the game, Amber suddenly realized that she could feel her father's erection under her ass and that she was nestled in his arms like she often was with one of her brothers. She immediately stood. "Sorry, Daddy," she giggled. "I guess I was a little buzzed. I'm too old to sit in your lap like that," she whispered. "Braves win!" she laughed nervously.

Bart was flustered. "Well... no... it's okay. If you want to sit in my lap, nobody's going to stop you... It's okay, Little One." Realizing that she must have noticed his involuntary semi-erection, he muttered, "I didn't mean to embarrass you."

Amber knew that he knew that she was aware that he was getting an erection. She certainly was far from naïve. She knew she had a good body and, even if he was her father, he was going to get an erection if her scantily-clad body was in his lap. It was natural and it was her fault. She would be more careful next time -- if there was a next time -- she would not be dressed for bed, if she sat in his lap, and she would be careful that her ass wasn't against his cock.

She giggled again and leaned forward to kiss his cheek, careful not to allow her breasts to rub against him. "I love you Daddy. Sleep well!"

With that, she turned and headed for the bathroom to brush her teeth. Brad watched her sweet, teenage ass as she walked away from him. His cock was now fully engorged and Bart was as horny as he had been in as long as he could remember. He tried to watch the post-game show, turned it to the news and watched a bit, but he could not get his daughter's sexy body off of his mind. He wondered if she was still a virgin. Probably not. What girl with a body like that could remain a virgin until they were 19? He imagined sucking her perfect young breasts; he imagined licking her hot teen cunt until she exploded in his mouth; he imagined impaling her with his thick root. He felt terrified that he could not control himself. He finally got up and went to his room and locked the door, not wanting to catch another glimpse of her hot young body as she emerged from the bathroom.

Amber lay in bed, no longer feeling any effects of the beer. The buzz had lasted no longer than 10 minutes. Now she was intensely horny and was anticipating playing with herself until she came. She had left the door to her room open, as her father told her that the air conditioning didn't circulate efficiently if the bedroom doors were left shut. He told her that she was welcome to keep it closed as much as she needed, but to open it when she was about to go to sleep.

Her father had emerged from his room shortly after she had gotten through in the bathroom. From her room, at the end of the hall, she could see the bathroom entrance from her bed, and all the way down the hall to her father's bedroom. She had caught a glimpse of him, wearing only boxers and no shirt, as he entered the bathroom and closed the door. She had not remembered seeing him in boxers before; a current of electric lust coursed through her body when she saw his tanned, muscular upper body and his strong, hairy legs. How his erection had felt against her bottom was seared into her mind. She didn't think he had been fully erect, but it felt big -- maybe even bigger than her brothers' cocks. She couldn't wait for him to come out of the bathroom again, so she could watch him as he walked to his bedroom. Then she would pull her panties down and imagine fucking her own father -- this would have been foreign to her thoughts just hours before. She was already so wet and horny that she could hardly stand it.

Bart soon emerged from the bathroom. He considered going to Amber's room to bid her good night, but he didn't trust himself. Despite taking a cold shower, his cock was still almost totally erect. He went directly to his bedroom. He considered closing the door, but remembered that he had instructed Amber to leave the bedroom doors open while they slept. He didn't want to appear hypocritical. He lay down and tried to read for a while, but he could think of nothing but his 19 year-old daughter, not 40 feet away from him. She was so sweet and so cute and so fucking sexy! What a body! He wanted her. He needed her.

He could not remember ever feeling such a need for a woman -- not even his beloved Kaley. He had really fucked up with Kaley. He had really loved her. He still loved her. She had the hottest body he had ever seen and would do anything, no matter how kinky. But he couldn't keep his cock in his pants. Kaley found out about it, forgave him, found out about another one, forgave him, and, eventually told him to get out. She promised to never tell the kids the real reason he was leaving.

Bart considered himself a good guy, but he really had a weakness when it came to the opposite sex. Not only could he not turn it down, but he couldn't stop actively pursuing sex with as many females as would have him. He had changed somewhat, in that he now was monogamous. He had one girlfriend at a time and didn't cheat. Tonight was the first time in a long time that his lusts felt out of control. He was actually fearful that he might touch his daughter in an inappropriate way, thereby ruining their relationship.

He pulled his boxers down to his knees and grasped his fully-erect, thick, 9-inch cock. He looked down at it, proud of how it looked. He knew that women liked it and he knew how to use it. It wasn't such a monster cock that it hurt women, but it was big enough that they knew they had been fucked by a real man -- and fucked well, he thought. He allowed himself to fantasize of his sexy young daughter, her legs spread wide, anticipating her own father fucking her. He knew she would love it. He would make sure. He could be as tender as she wanted, or he could be brutally forceful, if that was what she needed. Kaley had often wanted it as hard and brutal as he could offer. Fuck, why had he ever cheated on her? She was fucking perfect. She could be so loving and romantic -- or she could be a wild woman who wanted to be spanked and ass-fucked. Shit, he had blown it. Shit. Shit. Shit.

He hefted his big balls, admiring how large they were. He knew they were full of a massive load of cum and that, in a few minutes, he would waste that load on his stomach and chest. His cock was purple and swollen and ready for action. Pre-cum was leaking onto the glans and he expertly smeared it all over the head. He gripped the shaft, causing more pre-cum to bubble out the piss-hole.
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