Incest/Taboo No Family Secrets

Charles was torn between embarrassment and pleasure; between guilt at his incestuous lust and his desire to cum. "Sorry Collette. I can't help it."

She looked up at him. "I know you can't help it dad. So is it fully hard now?

He nodded.

She laughed: "This is your total erection!? OMG. No way. That is so adorable. Like a little blind hairless mouse standing to attention. Aw, look now there's a bit of sticky goo at the end. Dad, if I put it in my mouth will you cum?"

Charles nodded: "Oh God yes. Please. I would love it if you did that. Just don't tell mum"

She smiled sweetly up at her dad: "I promise I won't tell mum."

Charles gasped as he felt his daughter's warm wet lips slip over the end of his cock and her tongue caressing him as she took all three inches in her mouth. He let himself go, began to ejaculate and felt his semen spurt out filling his daughter's mouth.

Collette swallowed and felt her father's dick instantly shrink.

She let his nub slip out of her lips then looked up and smiled: "Was that nice dad?"

He laughed and smiled back at her. "Oh yes. So nice. Thank you so much."

Collette kissed her father's tiny tender nub:

"You're welcome dad. Any time. You just have to ask."

Father Gets Excited about Art

The main focus of the fortnight was to be nude life painting.

They would draw and paint each other singly, then in pairs, then in threes and finally each would create a group portrait of all four of them.

Predictably Lucien volunteered to model first.

The rest of the family were pleased to be allowed to stare at his magnificent cock without embarrassment as they painted and sketched at their easels.

Charles found himself enjoying the act of figurative art more than he had for a long time. He became so engrossed in capturing the thick, tensile strength and erotic beauty of his son's cock that he totally forgot where he was.

He became aware of Lucinda and Collette sniggering and whispering. He turned round to look at them in some confusion: "What?"

Lucinda smiled at her husband: "Nothing darling. It's just that I haven't seen you this excited about art for a long time."

Charles realised he had an erection.

At the end of the first day they put the pictures on the wall for the inspection and criticism of the others.

They surveyed the father's efforts first.

Lucinda let out a shriek of shock and amusement: "Oh dear Charles. Is that how you see your son?"

Collette covered her mouth: "Oh my god, dad!"

Lucien, still naked, sniggered scornfully: "Okay dad. Right. I don't know what to say. So...when you look at me all you see is my cock. Fine."

Standing back from his painting Charles was as shocked as the others to see what he'd painted.

The picture consisted of a huge penis; swollen, thick, detailed, magnificent. It was attached to the naked figure of a young man in a bucolic mountain landscape populated by naked shepherdesses frolicking amongst copulating beasts of the countryside.

He went to move the picture but Lucinda pushed him aside:

"No Charles. It is beautiful. You have lost none of your skill and imagination. As ever you paint what you see and what you desire. Truth is beauty and beauty truth. Everyone will see this."

She put the painting on the mantelpiece above the great fireplace that dominated the hall where it hung for the remainder of the holiday.

When it was Charles' turn to model he endured five hours feeling totally self-conscious and aware that his dick seemed to have contracted so that it had disappeared.

The results of this session were as interesting as the pictures of Lucien.

Collette had painted a nice tubby kindly looking version of her father. She'd balanced truth with flattery by remembering what his dick had looked and felt like close up. In the picture her father's penis looked like a cute little mouse, with the hint of a smile and some pre-cum glistening at it's head.

Lucian had painted a picture of Charles that made him resemble an overweight and self-important Tudor king. Where there should have been a penis he'd painted a woman's genitals.

Charles was upset: "You didn't even paint my dick."

Lucien feigned apology: "I'm so sorry father, it's just...I couldn't actually see anything resembling a dick dad. You always taught me to paint what I see. And that's what I saw."

Lucinda said she thought that was so clever.

Lucinda had painted an accurate and not unflattering portrait of Charles but in place of her husband's small dick she'd painted an exact likeness of her son's long thick cock, recognisable from the painting of Lucien the previous day.

Charles looked confused, unsure whether to be gratified or insulted.

Lucinda smiled at him:

"That's what I should be seeing Charles."

Lucinda and Lucien

The days began to pass in a regular pattern of life painting, walking, outdoor painting, cooking, eating and sleeping.

Every night in bed Lucinda let Charles go down on her and pleasure her with his mouth. She sometimes derived a little pleasure from this but more often merely tolerated it. She would fake an orgasm when she was bored of it and let him crawl up between her legs and clamber on top of her for 'his turn' which involved his dick poking at the lips of her fanny until it spurted and he made a funny noise.

From a young age Charles had realised that he would never make a woman orgasm with his dick. An early girlfriend, trying to be encouraging at the start of their relationship; before the inevitable dissatisfaction, anger and frustration set in; had told him that, as long as he worked hard to pleasure a girl with his mouth, he could be just as good a lover as any boy with a normal size cock. Charles had taken this to heart and made it the foundation of his sexual praxis.

Perhaps in his youth when Charles was an edgy little art student with a small energetic dick, an inventive tongue and an enthusiastic libido his mouth may have bought fun and pleasure. But not now. Applying his tongue to a women's genitals had long since become a vestigial and meaningless activity designed only to justify the selfish, brief and unrewarding 'penetrative' act that followed.

As the days passed Lucinda began to find Charles' cunnilingus increasingly tedious. She pretended to enjoy it on the basis that Charles was trying his best but that started to make her cross.

Why should she have to pretend? The nightly ritual only reminded her of what she was missing - a proper vigorous passionate carnal fuck with Walter and his magnificent cock.

As she felt the loss of her adulterous sex life Lucinda became increasingly irritable with Charles.

She got some pleasure from seeing his discomfort at being naked, at being constantly reminded that he had a tiny useless dick.

She enjoyed Lucian's bullying, teasing and obvious contempt for his father. She admired her son's natural superiority and clever easy cruelty. He really was a naughty little bastard.

She still derived some pleasure from being totally honest and open about her adultery, going into detailed accounts of the sex and contrasting Walter with Charles.

But this was all wearing thin in the absence of actual penetration.

She was working up the courage to go and take Mrs Dino up on the offer of the loan of her ancient well hung husband.

Whenever Charles woke up before his wife he liked to snuggle down between her legs, when she was still asleep, and wake her with the gift of cunnilingus. To be fair, this was the only time Lucinda enjoyed her husband's tongue.

One morning Charles woke up late and found Lucinda still asleep. He felt horny. She was warm and pungent and sticky and sexy so he went under the sheets and parted her thighs.

Unusually she resisted, pushed his head away: "No Charles. You mustn't. Not this morning. Honestly, I don't think you want to do that. No."

But he persisted and she was tired and it felt nice and anyway she'd told him not to so it was his affair if he went ahead.

She moaned in pleasure, experienced a small flutter of orgasm and told him she was done.

Charles went to climb up between her legs as usual but she pushed him away: "No. Don't. Not this morning. There's no point, I'm really tired and I'm very sore and I can't be bothered. Sorry."

He wouldn't leave it and asked what was up until she snapped.

She sat up, looked down at him: "Look there's no point because I definitely won't feel you inside me this morning. And I'm sore. Can't you fucking work it out? You just went down there and stuck your tongue in my pussy and licked me clean. You must know."

She giggled and smiled down at his confused face.

"I was a naughty girl last night okay? That's why I'm sore, that's why I won't be able to feel your little dick in me and that's why I told you not to go down on me which you ignored. My pussy is stretched, sore and full of cum."

She laughed as Charles sat up, confused and upset. "How? Who? Did you fuck Dino?"

She laughed. "No. Guess again. Here's another clue: I was a very naughty mummy last night."

She smiled as the penny dropped.

Charles jumped up in bed. "Lucian? Your son? Our son? You let Lucian fuck you? His own mum."

Lucinda laughed: "Yes I let Lucian fuck me. Naughty mummy. Sorry. No I'm not sorry. I'm not going to lie. No more lies. Now get back into bed I'm tired and I need more sleep."

Charles looked across the landing toward his son's bedroom and opened his mouth to say something but his wife interrupted:

"No Charles, leave the boy alone. He needs his sleep. After last night he certainly needs to sleep!"

She giggled. "He'll be very tired. We can talk about this over breakfast as a family when Collette is there as well."

"Really?"

"Yes really. No lies. Total openness. Remember."

Charles looked shocked. But his dick was hard. "So tell me. When did this happen?"

"Last night after you and Collette had gone to bed I went to clear up and Lucian came up behind me, bent me over the table and fucked me. Okay?"

"What? Just like that? He forced himself on you?"

"No he didn't force himself, he fucked me."

"What?"

"Okay, just before it happened we were talking and we were both feeling the same. I said I was really tetchy and horny missing being fucked by Walter. I said I wish I'd thought this through before coming to a secluded mountain with nobody to fuck me except my pathetic little dick husband, my own son and an 80 year old man with no teeth. He said yeah, he was exactly the same. It's the longest he's been with no pussy. He's constantly horny because he's got his sexy mum naked on one side and his little teenage sexy sister naked on the other and the only other pussy around is an old lady. So I told him - Collette is totally off limits she's a virgin still and at least I had an invite from Mrs D to fuck her husband; I don't recall Mr D giving him permission to fuck his wife so who does that leave? That's when I turned around, leaned across the table, felt his hands part my legs and his big cock push inside me. I was already very wet. And I told him to fuck me. Which he did. Very nicely too. Yes. I did cum. So there. Now you know."

She smiled at Charles.

He nodded, trying to take it all in:

"Okay. That's all?"

She put her finger in her mouth and looked up coyly.

"Ooh Is that all? Let me think. No Not by a long shot. You want to know? I'm going to go into more detail later. But okay.

So then we lay on the sofa and he fucked me again. Nice and slow and deep. That was nice. Then I said we should go to bed. He was all for us coming in here and fucking me in this bed with you lying there. He's such a little rascal. I wanted to but I said no out of consideration to you. See how nice I am? I said it would be disrespectful to dad to fuck his mum in the same bed. So we went to his bed and he fucked me there. Then we slept.

We woke up when the sun came up and went outside to see the sunrise, listen to the dawn chorus and the sheep waking up, it was magical. So I told him to fuck me outside against the wall in the dawn and he did. God he did. He's amazing. I am amazed I didn't wake you up, I came so much I was so so loud."

She giggled and rolled her eyes.

"I think my loud orgasm woke Mrs D up. She came out of her cottage to see what the noise was and she saw us. Watched me being fucked against the wall by my own son. She went and fetched Mr D so he could watch as well. They shouted something at me that sounded very rude.

Don't worry Charles, I don't suppose they remember

Anyway then I came to bed. I slept for a couple of hours till you went down on me and licked my pussy that was full of your son's semen. I told you not to. Do you like the taste? What I don't get is how you didn't taste it. Or feel it. I mean my pussy hair is matted and sticky with his cum, my thighs are all sticky, it's oozing out of my cunt. You must know. You must know the difference between my cunt when it's full of another man's cum and my cunt when it isn't. God knows you've tasted both enough times. So which is it? Honest now, no lies."

Charles was so turned on he tried to clamber on top of Lucinda again.

"No. Okay, I'll do you with my fingers okay. You think about me and Lucian and I'll wank you off."

It took longer for Charles to cum than she expected and she was tired.

"Look, I can't be bothered. I'm tired. Can you do yourself please."

So Charles lay and jerked his dick in the bed, his mind racing with visions of his wife and his son.

He grunted and gasped and the bed shook.

Lucinda woke up. "I can't sleep with you doing that. Actually can you go into the bathroom and wank there. I'm so tired."

So Charles went into the bathroom and sat on the side of the bath and jerked his little dick.

There was no lock on the door and Colette walked in as her dad was wanking. "Ok dad. Not the thing I wanted to see first in the morning. What's up?"

Charles told her about Lucian and her mum fucking all night and that he'd gone down on her sticky cum filled pussy

"So that's why you're wanking in the bathroom. Okay. Makes sense. No you don't need to go. Honestly. Carry on. Just I'm really bursting for a pee. Can I squeeze past and go to the toilet while you jerk your little dick."

She pissed loudly while her dad wanked in front of her. She wiped then sat and watched him. Charles stopped tugging his dick in his forefinger and thumb and looked at his daughter: "Colette; you know you said you'd suck it whenever I wanted? Would you mind?"

Colette pulled a face indicating that she'd rather not but Charles smiled at her and whined 'please' and she felt sorry for him, after Lucien and mum fucking, so she kneeled in front of him and took his little erection between her lips. She felt him reach down and squeeze her tits. She moved his dick round her mouth and chewed it a bit. She was getting bored and her knees were cold so she rubbed his shaft in her fingers, made sexy noises and finally felt him about to cum in her mouth. She pulled it out this time so she wouldn't have to swallow and her dad's cum dribbled on his leg.

She smiled kindly at him: "Lovely. Is that better dad?"

Charles nodded. "Thank you darling. Much better. You're so good."

Colette planted a quick kiss on her dad's cheek and left the bathroom.

The Truth Before Breakfast

Later as they waited for breakfast Lucinda told Collette and Charles what had happened all over again while Lucien drank coffee.

"...and then I went to bed. Oh and I almost forgot. Your father insisted on going down on me and licking my pussy even though I practically told him not to because it was full of Lucien's cum. I actually think he likes drinking other men's semen from my cunt. At least it's one thing your father can actually do." She smiled at Charles

"It's really important that we're open and honest. Is there anything I've missed out Lucian? Is there anything about last night you want dad and your sister to know? What was it like fucking your mother?"

Lucien smiled: "It was good. So, so good mum. The best. Oh dad. It's such bad luck that you're married to this amazing piece of arse ('sorry mum' - 'no don't be sorry son. Amazing piece of arse is fine') and you can't enjoy it because your dick's too small. That's a tragedy. It's also really funny."

Lucinda laughed and looked at her son admiringly: "Thanks Lucian, I think you put that beautifully. You're so clever. Collette: do you have any thoughts? Questions?"

"Wow. Okay mum. You and Lucian. Actually makes total sense. Oh yeah, one thing I do want to say. That thing you said about me being off limits. I think that's up to me really. I mean I know I'm still a virgin just, but I think who I fuck is up to me."

Lucinda agreed. She was pleased to see her prim daughter talking like that at last.

They spent the rest of the day drawing and painting and had an early night.

As Colette lay in bed reading an academic work of art theory she heard a faint knock on her bedroom door. Before she had time to ask who it was her dad crept in holding his little erection in his hand. "Sssh. Sorry. I couldn't sleep. Would you...?"

Colette closed her book and looked at her father over her reading glasses. He smiled weakly at her and whined: "Please. For daddy." She was about to say something but thought better of it. Sighing like a parent interrupted by a demanding child she gave him a smile: "Okay dad. Of course. Come here. You kneel down so it's at my level...there..."

She let him poke his dick between her lips. She even let him hold her head and move it back and forth.

'Bless him, he's fucking my face like a man with a proper dick..' the thought popped into her head and made her giggle. Her mum would find that funny too. Colette wished she could share it with her.

She looked up at her dad's face and made a noise to hurry him up. She put his hand on her tit and squeezed his balls. He moaned and began to cum. This time she let it fill her mouth so it wouldn't go on her or her sheets. She pulled her dad's mouth down to hers and kissed him, filling his mouth with his cum. "Night dad." She wondered if her mum would notice that dad had a mouth full of cum.

The next day Lucinda phoned her sister; the children's aunt Patsy. She shared everything with her sister and she told her what she and Lucien had done.

Patsy pretended to be shocked: "My favourite nephew! Tell him it's my turn when he gets home. And how is poor Charles?...Smaller than ever?... oh dear...and what about little Colette? Is she really still a virgin?...poor thing, it doesn't sound like she's having much fun...let me speak to my darling neice."

Lucinda passed the phone to her daughter.

Patsy purred at her niece.

"Darling, how are you? Now you know you can tell Aunty P anything...you must be feeling left out dear. Why don't you let daddy fuck your little pussy with his little dick? I would if I were you. You're still a virgin aren't you? Well it would be good to start with a little dick and your daddy certainly has a tiny one, you'd hardly feel it. It'll be practice for you, before you try the real thing."

Colette giggled and told her aunt she was terrible. She decided to confide in her: "Actually aunty I have done something with dad. Hang on..."

She went into another room where she wouldn't be overheard and told Patsy about sucking her dad's willy. "It's like chewing gum." They both giggled.

"But he keeps wanting me to do it all the time and it's boring and now he won't take no for an answer, he just whines and says please till I do it. It's getting tiresome. I can see what mum means now."

Patsy advised her to get Charles to attend to her pussy, that it might at least give her some pleasure. "Goodness knows I like giving chaps blow jobs as much as the next girl but it's the boy who cums not us. Get your dad's little dick working for your pleasure by sticking it between your pussy lips."

That afternoon when Lucien and Lucinda went swimming Colette led her father up to Charles and Lucinda's large double bed. She lay him on his back and said she wanted to do it properly now. "I want you inside dad. In my cunt." She lowered herself onto him and gasped as his tiny erect dick poked between her pussy lips. "ooh, I can feel it dad. It tickles. It's nice."

She moved her hips up and down on him, she became excited. Then she made a gasp of disappointment; "It's come out. Where is it? Put it back in. Aah. Yes."

She tried to move more slowly but it came out again: "Shit. I was just getting into that. Quick. Get it back in."

His little dick slipped out again and again and each time Colette became more cross and more frustrated until she became angry.

"For fucksake dad. This is hopeless. You can't even fuck your own daughter's tight little virgin fanny."

She heard a laugh and turned round to see her mother standing in the doorway.

Colette went red and smiled nervously. "Oh. I didn't hear you come in. Hi mum."

Lucinda leaned against the bedroom wall: "Don't stop on my account darling. Carry on. Pretend I'm not here."

Colette shook her head and got off her father. "No mum. I'm done. This is hopeless. I'm so horny I really want to be fucked but dad's dick keeps slipping out. I don't know what to do!"

Colette slapped her father's semi erect dick and sat on the edge of the bed. Lucinda sat next to her daughter and kissed her.

"I know sweetie. So frustrating. Poor you. I was going to fuck Lucien before dinner but I couldn't look myself in the face and call myself a decent mother if I put my own carnal needs before those of my daughter."

She called downstairs:

"Lucien darling. Come here. Change of plan. Your sister needs you."

Lucien was in the bedroom in an instant. His cock already erect.

Colette looked at her brother with a mixture of fear, awe and desire:

"But mum, it's so big and I'm still a virgin. I'm scared."

"I know darling. But you're too big for dad's little one. It will hurt at first. Mummy's here to help. First let's both kiss your brother's cock and get it nice and hard and lubricated."

Mother and daughter knelt in front of Lucien and ran the tongues up and down his thick shaft. Lucinda held Colette's head with one hand and gripped Lucien's cock with the other. She forced her son's dick into her daughter's mouth. "Good girl. That's right. Take his cock all the way."

Colette stopped gagging and began to enjoy the feeling.

Lucinda pulled her daughter's head off Lucien's cock before he could begin to cum. She kissed Colette on the lips.

"Now lie down on the bed and open your legs. Ssh. There. Good girl. Stay still." She held her daughter firmly and looked up at her son.

"Go on Lucien. Fuck your virgin sister's tight pussy. Get that big dick in there. Spoil her for all those little dick art student fuckbois."

Lucien lay between Colette's thighs and looked down at the wide frightened eyes of his little sister. He had to push hard to get the head of his dick inside.

She squealed as he entered her tight cunt. Once inside he felt how wet she was. He pushed the whole length of his dick inside and she gasped. Her eyes were on his. She trembled and began to struggle but her mother held her down.

Lucien began to thrust in and out of his sister's cunt with long slow strokes. Her thighs relaxed and drew him inside deeper. She wrapped her legs around his back and began to moan with pleasure. Lucien thrust faster and deeper. He held her tight and kissed her as he fucked her. She felt her mother take one of her nipples in her mouth. The unfamiliar feeling of an orgasm overwhelmed her body and she shrieked, tried to fight it, to control what was happening to her body but as Lucien fucked her she came in great shuddering convulsions. Lucien came at the same time, filling her cunt with his spunk.

Gasping for breath she pushed him away, her flesh too tender, too sensitive to bear his touch. Gradually her gasps of breath turned to laughter. Lucinda kissed her daughter and laughed with her. Lucien kneeled between her legs, smiling down at his mother and his sister.

They noticed Charles still lying on the other side of the bed. He was rubbing his little dick and staring at his daughter's tender pussy oozing with her brother's cum.

Colette laughed. "Oh dad. Are you feeling left out? Come on then. Your turn."

Charles went to lie on top of her but she pushed him down.

"No dad. You know what I mean. Remember what mum said this morning? At least there's one thing you can actually do. Use your tongue and lick me like you lick mum's pussy when it's full of cum. But be gentle because I'm sore."

Charles lapped at his daughter's pussy eagerly. He licked and swallowed Lucien's cum, sucked it from her tender cunt. Colette rubbed his head and purred. "Good daddy. Is that nice? Drinking your son's cum from your daughter's cunt?"

Charles nodded his head and muttered something that might have sounded like 'Yes Thank you' if his mouth hadn't been so full of pussy and spunk.

Colette laughed, squeezed her father's head between her thighs and looked at her mother.

"I think that was a yes, mum!"
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