Incest/Taboo The Lancaster Twins

I hope you're enjoying these stories as much as I enjoy writing them. Keep in mind that these are only fantasies. They aren't based on real people or real events.

All characters are at least 18 years old.
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Jackson drove home that afternoon. The roads were clear, although the temperature continued to be unseasonably cold. His mind was filled with what had happened with his mother and the fact that he had revealed to her his relationship with Jennifer. He found himself driving too fast, wanting to get home and see his wonderful, sexy sister. He ran scenarios through his mind as to how he might talk to her about what had happened with their mother. He hadn't fully decided that he could tell her about it, but he hated keeping secrets from her.

Jennifer had received a text from Jackson that he was on the way home. She couldn't wait! She knew that they would be having sex as soon as they could manage to be alone. After what had happened with her father the last couple of days, her body was eager for a good fucking - and she knew that her brother would give it to her. She thought that afterwards she might talk to him about what had happened with their dad. She didn't want to, and wasn't sure that she could find the words, but she couldn't imagine maintaining the intimate relationship with her twin brother if she started keeping secrets. They had always told each other everything. They were closer in many ways than married couples, she thought.

Things would be different, she reflected. Her father now knew that the twins were having an intimate relationship. Jennifer knew that now, when she and Jackson were alone upstairs, her father would be wondering if they were having sex. And she would be wondering if her father was imagining what they were doing. This, somehow, excited her. To be fucking Jackson, knowing that her father was aware of it, was definitely a turn on. She wondered if there was some way that he could watch them. Would Jackson go along with that? She doubted it. She wondered if Tom would tell their mother. And what would she do? Would they try, in some way, to stop them? No, of course not. She and Jackson were adults. They could not be compelled to stop having sex.

Jennifer decided to go downstairs and get some lunch. She wondered if Tom was still out checking on the cows. It was a huge job to feed them when it snowed. She had told him that she would go with him and try to help, but he told her that he could manage. She had heard the tractor several times that morning and knew that Tom was carrying huge, round bales of hay out to the various pastures. She really hated not to be able to help and was the tiniest bit perturbed because she knew that, if Jackson were home, Tom would have insisted on Jackson helping. Jennifer was no weakling and was used to hard, manual labor. She didn't like the idea that Tom was giving her preferential treatment because she was a woman. But, she thought, she was getting to stay warm and comfortable. Her father was just being good to her.

As she got to the kitchen she looked out the window and saw Tom down near the barn trying to nail some metal sheeting back on a shed. She could see his frozen breath and, occasionally, he would stomp his feet in an effort to keep them warm. Her poor daddy was very cold, she knew. She should prepare him a warm lunch.

She set about warming some chili and making some cheese-toasts for both of them. She made a pot of coffee, then pulled her coat on, along with a pair of galoshes, and trudged down to the barn.

"Dad?"

"Honey, it's too cold for you to be out here. I've got this. Go back in," he yelled.

"I will. I made you some lunch. Come in and warm up!" she smiled.

She was so beautiful, he thought. She was his little girl, despite the fact that she was nearly six feet tall and was very much a full-grown woman. Her brown eyes glittered with happiness and her dark hair reflected the sunlight. Had there ever been a more gorgeous human being that his Jenny?

"I'm about done here, Jen. I'll be up in a bit. Keep it warm for me. Thank you, Sweetie!"

Jennifer made her way back to the house. She sat at the kitchen table and watched out the window until Tom started toward the house. She quickly prepared them both a bowl of steaming chili, got plates for the cheese-toasts, poured them both a cup of coffee, and got them both a glass of ice water.

Tom stomped the mud off of his boots, then removed them before coming in the house. When he entered the house he saw the meal prepared for them both. He quickly removed his coat and sat down at the table.

"Baby girl, this is great. You're just like your Mama, and that's a good thing! This looks delicious," he said as he started eating the chili.

"I couldn't stand to see you out there in the cold, Daddy. I wanted to warm you up," she smiled.

Tom thought that she could warm him up in any number of ways, but he didn't want to dwell on that right now. He was having guilt pangs from what they had done and was also worried about the revelation that this seemingly-innocent young girl was having sex with her twin brother. It was unbelievable. Everything that Tom had ever believed screamed that this was wrong, sinful, awful, an abomination. Nevertheless, thinking about it excited him tremendously. He had masturbated the previous evening, something that he rarely did. He was not thinking so much about what he and Jenny had done, but more about what she and her brother were doing. He knew he should not think this way, but as he was working that morning he kept wondering how he might somehow watch them engage in their incestuous, illicit union.

As Tom dug into his chili with great relish, Jennifer said, "Jackson's on the way home. He says the roads are clear."

Tom took a bite of his cheese-toast and wiped his mouth. "Oh, that's great. I know you're glad he's coming home..." he said, then added, "Of course I am too! I just wish your mother was with him."

"Yeah. I miss Mom. I know you do. And lunch would've been a lot better if she had cooked it," she laughed.

"No way!" he said. "You know I love chili, especially when it's cold outside. I can't imagine any lunch that would hit the spot better than this, Jen."

"I love doing things that please you, Daddy," she said, knowing that her words could be taken in more than one way.

Tom grinned as he took a sip of his coffee. "Whoa, that's mighty fine coffee there, girl! You please me very much, Jenny," he told her. "You always have. I'm very proud of you."

Jennifer knew that what she had told her father about her and Jackson must be on his mind. "Daddy, I know that I've done things that must really disappoint you."

Tom lay his spoon in his empty bowl. "I'm not disappointed, exactly. I'm not going to give my blessing to this thing - what you and I did or what you and your brother are doing. Let's be clear about that. But I understand it. I'm glad that we didn't..."

"But you wanted to, didn't you?" she whispered. Thinking about being naked with him was turning her on again.

Tom took another sip of coffee. "Of course I did. Do you have to ask? Wasn't it obvious?"

Jennifer smiled. "That makes me happy. I love to have your approval, Daddy. I need it!"

Tom couldn't stop himself. "Does Jackson approve of you, Jenny?" He had a mischievous smile on his face. "Does he like your body as much as I do?" Tom knew that he should not be saying such things, that he would regret them later, but he had such an insatiable curiosity that he just had to know more!

"Yes, Daddy. He approves," she grinned, aware that her father was very curious and turned on by what she and Jackson were doing. Why not tell him? "He loves my body and I love his!"

"So what's going to happen when he gets home?" he pushed. She would probably not answer this, but in for a penny, in for a pound.

Jennifer regarded him. Should she just avoid the question? Should she just tell him in a general way? Or did she dare give him specifics? "I hope he'll make love to me," she whispered as her voice caught.

"Oh Baby," he whispered, feeling his cock lurch.

"I can't wait, Daddy," she blurted, knowing full well the effect it would have on him.

"You're hot for it, aren't you honey?" he managed. He couldn't believe that he could be saying these things to his own daughter, but he couldn't stop himself.

"Is this exciting you, Daddy?" she asked as she got up from her chair and came around the table, reaching to his crotch to feel of his huge, hardening phallus.

Tom allowed his sensual daughter to feel of his cock through his work pants. He suddenly wanted to take them off and let her play with it, lick it, suck it, or anything else she wanted to do with it. "You can tell, can't you, Jenny?"

Jennifer got on her knees and began to unfasten her father's pants.

"No, honey. Not in here. Let's go to the couch!" Tom said as he stood.

He went into the living room and quickly unfastened his work pants. He wrestled them down, along with his insulated underwear. Jennifer assisted him in pulled them down his legs and off. He sat on the couch, his immense truncheon angled out in front of him. Jennifer feverishly fell to her knees and began to lick and kiss it. She fondled his balls and licked his cock wetly from the base to the head, then stretched her cock-hungry lips over the glans. She washed it with her warm tongue, glorying in the smell and taste of her father. There was some pre-cum, coating the head, and she thirstily lapped it up and swallowed it.

By the time that Jennifer had taken care of her dad's needs, gotten the dishes washed and put away, she could hear Jackson's Jeep coming up the driveway. Her entire body was buzzing with anticipation. If she was alone, she would just go ahead and take her clothes off and meet him at the door naked. Having suckled her father's lust-inciting cock and swallowed his incestuous load of cum, her body was on fire for sex.

When Jackson came in the back door she embraced him and kissed his cheek. "I missed you so much!" she whispered, not really caring what her father heard, anymore. She casually dropped one hand to his crotch and grasped his flaccid cock through his jeans, before stepping back to allow Jackson to walk to the living room to greet Tom.

Tom was reading the newspaper in his recliner. Jackson sat down and began telling him about Bill's condition and the status of the roads. Jennifer stood in the doorway listening to them as the subject was, inevitably, turned to sports and politics. She would normally have sat down and engaged in the conversation, since she was intensely interested in such topics, but her body was craving what only her twin brother could give her. She walked upstairs to take a shower, knowing that Jackson would be upstairs soon.

Bill was resting more comfortably. Even without the pain pills, his leg wasn't hurting too bad as long as he stayed propped up in bed. He was not accustomed to staying indoors, though. He had worked outdoors all of his life and was terribly bored if forced to stay indoors. He enjoyed reading, but couldn't stay focused for more than an hour or so. He liked to watch TV, but considered it a huge waste of time to watch it all day. He was thankful that Shana was there, not only to assist him physically, but to have someone with whom to talk. Shana was knowledgeable on any number of topics and they never ran out of things to discuss.

They talked about sports, history, politics, their family, but Bill eventually dozed off. When he awakened he rang his bell for Shana to assist him to the bathroom. He told her that he wanted to try to wash off, so she had him sit on the toilet, removed all his clothes (although he protested) and bathed him.

The sight of her well-built father totally naked sent a surge of lust through Shana's body. Her father wasn't well-hung like her son or husband, but still - it was her father and she had always been turned on by him.

When she started to wash his cock, he said, "Shana, let me wash myself. At least down there. You should not do that. It's embarrassing."

Shana smiled at her father. "I want to, Daddy. Let me?" She rubbed the bar of soap gently on his nuts and his cock-shaft as it began to stiffen. Then she ran her hand up and down his shaft as if she were jerking him off. She giggled as it began hardening quickly. "Oh my, Daddy! You're like a teenager!" She knew full-well, from very recent experience, exactly how a teen cock behaved.

"Shana, Honey. Stop." He looked at her pleadingly, but didn't try to stop her.

Shana rinsed his cock and balls carefully, then dipped her head and licked the head. "You like that, Daddy? Does that make the pain go away?"

"Shana... it feels good, yes, Baby," he sighed. Hell yes, it felt good. The only sex he ever got was an occasional masturbation session in which he would think back on either when he had fucked his own daughter some months previously, or when he had viewed the incestuous behavior of his twin grandchildren.

Shana swiped her tongue around her father's glans a few times, then continued his bath. She washed him as well as she could, then dried him off and led him, still naked, to the bed with the aid of crutches.

When she got him laid down in the bed and comfortable, she began to take her clothes off as her father watched her, hungrily.

When she took her bra off, revealing her bountiful, young-looking breasts to his view, he said, "Shana, you're the most beautiful woman in the world to me."

Shana stepped out of her panties and, being very careful not to hit his injured leg, straddled him. She eased herself down and inserted his enraged penis into her flooded pussy. She very slowly sat completely down, allowing him to slide deep inside her. Bill grasped her breasts as she leaned forward.

"Oh, Daddy, I love this. I've been wanting to do it again ever since last time!" she moaned as she began to undulate herself on his stiff member. She leaned forward and pressed her breasts to her father's face.

Bill eagerly began to suckle and lick his daughter's perfect breasts. In his mind, she was a young teenager again. He remembered well how she displayed her young body to him back in those days. Of course he never tried to take advantage of her, but he had wanted her, and he thought that she probably would have given herself to him.

"Oh, Daddy. Just like that! Suck them. They need you so bad, Daddy. They've always wanted you to do this. When I was a girl I used to imagine you sucking them just like this!" she groaned.

Bill stopped long enough to comment. "Do you think it would have been this good if we had done this when you were a girl? I mean, obviously after you were over 18. It would have unthinkable before that."

"Mmmmmmm! I love thinking about that, Daddy. Wouldn't it have been wonderful to share a bed and make love every night?"

"I wouldn't have done that, Shana. I mean...of course I desired you, but I wouldn't have done that to you for fear that it might damage you in some way. Does that make sense?" he asked as she continued to very slowly move her hips, keeping him deep inside her.

"I wanted you so bad, Daddy. You have no idea!" she admitted, her body tingling with lust as they discussed this.

"So you really would have let me if I had tried?" he asked, in between his kisses and licks of her wonderful breasts.

"Yesssssss! I didn't have the nerve to try to seduce you, but if you had ever tried to do anything, I would have given you everything! I loved you! I love you, now, Daddy," she whispered.

"Is it because I'm your father?"

Shana moved her hips a bit more quickly and shuddered from the pleasure of her dad's oral ministrations of her breasts. "That's part of it, for sure. But the way you took care of me after Mama left and the honorable way you lived your life - your kindness, your humility, your patience - those are the qualities that I've always wanted in a man."

"Thank you, Shana. You have made my life worth living," he said as tears unexpectedly came to his eyes.

"Did you desire me because I was your daughter?" she asked, a gleam in her eye.

"I think I desired you because you're the sexiest woman I've ever seen," he laughed. "But, yes, I think that the fact that you are my biological daughter makes it more of a turn-on. I can't explain that, but it seems that incest is a fantasy that most people have in one degree or another," he opined.

Shana placed both of her feet flat on the bed and began to slowly raise herself up and then back down onto her father's throbbing phallus. "I hope you're not about to cum because I love talking about things like this while having sex," she laughed.

"If you want it to last, you need to stop that, Baby," he laughed. "I'm going to blow my load. You're milking that thing!"

Shana carefully stretched her legs out toward the foot of the bed. She was careful to make sure he didn't slip out of her as she lay between his legs, her own legs pressed together. She was also very careful not to hurt his injured leg. Bill now lay with his legs spread, his daughter lying flat between them, with his cock lodged deep inside her. He placed his hands on her soft, firm buttocks. Her breasts were now pressed into his own chest and her cheek was pressed against his own. Their mouths were now in close proximity to each other's ears. They had to but whisper to communicate.

"So, Daddy, you liked thinking about fucking your little girl?" she whispered.

"Yes, your daddy wanted to devour your hot little body," Bill told her.

"That's so hot, Daddy. I wish we had. I would have let you lick me between my legs and suck my little tits."

"By the time your mother left, your tits were not little, Shana. You always had the most beautiful breasts of anyone I knew. I loved it when I got a glimpse of them!"

"This is driving me crazy, Daddy. I'm going to cum so good...but not yet! I want this to last. It's SO GOOD!" she told him.

"You ever think about anyone else in that way?" he asked.

"Like what?"

"Incest..." he let the word hang in the air. He had wondered if Shana had any clue as to what was going on between Jenny and Jackson.

Shana propped herself up in order to look in his eyes. "You mean...Jackson? Or who?" Did he know about what she had done with Jackson?

"Well, have you?" He met her eyes.

"I think he's extremely sexy, so yes," she said, tentatively.

"Do you think that your twins have those kinds of thoughts? After all, they're alone a lot. And they're extremely close," he offered.

"Daddy, do you know something you're not telling me?"

"Don't get upset, Baby. I'm just asking. I mean, look at them. How would they not find each other attractive? Add to that what we've just been talking about - that most people have these kinds of fantasies - and it's the perfect storm," he explained.

"What did you see, Daddy? There's something you're not telling me."

"I don't think it's for me to say, but I think there's something going on...and I hate to be the one to tell you. It's not my place."

Shana sighed. "I know all about it, Daddy. Jackson told me."

"Have you tried to stop them? Does Tom know this?"

"Jackson just told me a couple of days ago. I haven't discussed it with Tom. What can we do, Daddy? They're legally adults."

"I saw them. I watched them," he stated. He almost came as he thought back to the hottest thing he had ever witnessed in his life - his lovely granddaughter, Jenny, fucking her twin brother, Jackson.

"What? How? Daddy! Tell me!"

"Does it turn you on, Shana?" he asked in what he meant to be an accusatory tone.

"I could ask the same thing, Daddy! Did it turn YOU on?" she demanded, aware that her orgasm was going to overtake her soon, despite any effort she might take to prolong it.

Bill felt the base of his cock cramp and knew that his load of cum was just seconds from unloading into the hot body of his beautiful daughter. "It was the hottest thing I ever witnessed, Shana," he whispered as his orgasm hit him like a ton of bricks. He closed his eyes. "Oh I'm cumming, Shana! Cum with me!"

"Give it to me, Daddy! Your little girl loves your cum, Daddy. I'm cummmmingggggggggggggg! Ohhhhh, Daddy, it's so fucking goooood!!" she gasped as her pussy clamped hungrily on his cock and waves of indescribable pleasure emanated outward from her pussy, pulsing throughout her entire body. She shook as if in a seizure as her eyes rolled back in her head. Her head felt as if all the synapses in her brain were firing in unison.

They lay in the afterglow of their love-making for several minutes before Bill's wet, flaccid cock eased itself out of Shana's slippery pussy. Shana giggled and very carefully moved herself off of her father. She lay down on the other side of the bed and reached over to hold Bill's hand. They looked at each other for several minutes, still coming down from their delicious love-making.

"Daddy, I want you to tell me every detail of what you saw," she breathed.

"Are you sure? Do you realize that they are actually having sex? They aren't just experimenting," he told her.

"I know they're fucking. Making love. Whatever they call it. I know. And, Daddy, I know, academically, that it's wrong. But, I'm their mother, and I can't help but think that what they're doing is a beautiful, loving thing. I know that makes no sense."

"I understand what you're saying. I feel pretty much the same way about them - and about what we are doing. Shana, what we just did - even though I am injured and an old man - that was the best sex I've ever had in my life. I'm serious."

Shana smiled and a tear rolled down her nose. She wiped it away, "That's so sweet, Daddy. It had everything, didn't it? I mean - sex is a way of expressing deep-seated emotions and it's a way to release frustrations and wants and needs... It's a wonderful gift that our creator gave us!"

"Shana, I want us to do this as much as we want - for as long as you stay - and then we're going to never do it again. Okay?"

Shanna nodded, overcome with emotion. She tried to keep herself from crying but finally gave in and let her tears flow.

That afternoon, Bill told her every detail of the twins' incestuous liaisons which he had witnessed. Then they made love again while discussing them.

After talking with his father for a few moments, and realizing that his sister had turned the shower off, Jackson was more than anxious to go upstairs. "Dad, I'm sleepy from driving, so I'm going to go up and take a nap," he said as he got out of his chair. "When I get up I'll go out and do whatever chores you have lined up for me."

Tom couldn't help put chuckle. He knew full well what his son was about to do. It didn't include taking a nap. "Son, you go on up and enjoy yourself. I've got chores that we have to do together, but we can do them tomorrow."

Jackson went up the stairs, thinking that "enjoy yourself" was an odd way to describe a nap. He went directly to his sister's bedroom. He figured she would want him to take a shower, but he couldn't wait another minute to have her in his arms. It was an ache, a need that had no rival. Sex or not, he couldn't stand to be away from his sister.

When he opened her bedroom door, she was laying on her bed, propped on a pillow, reading a book. She was dressed in nothing but a tee shirt, as far as he could see. He quickly went to her as she lay the book on the floor and opened her arms to him. He lay on top of her and began kissing her sweet lips as she welcomed his tongue into her mouth.

"Jen, I love you," he moaned. "I cannot stand being away from you!"

"Get your clothes off. Fuck me!" she demanded.

"Do you want me to shower? I mean, I took one this morning..."

"Shit no. I want you now. I can't wait any longer!" she told him as she pulled her tee shirt over her head, revealing her totally nude body to her brother's appreciative gaze.

Tom waited for a few minutes, then stealthily made his way up the carpeted stairs. He noticed that his daughter's door was closed, so he very quietly went into Jackson's room, which was unoccupied, and then into the bathroom. He saw that the door from the bathroom into Jennifer's room was open.

Even before he crossed the bathroom, he could hear Jennifer's voice. "Oh, yessss, Jackie! Suck them! They missed you so bad!" she mewled.

Tom's cock began to harden as he peeked around the corner of the door and saw an unimpeded view of his daughter's nakedly-splayed body. Jackson, naked except for a pair of boxer shorts, was kneeling over his sister, sucking and licking Jennifer's breasts. She was holding them out to him as if they were a carnal sacrifice. Tom, even though he had seen the naked body of his teenage daughter several times recently, marveled at how perfect her body was. Her breasts looked huge, especially since she was pushing them up for her brother to devour. He could see her long legs, opened wide for her twin brother and her shaved pussy, already gleaming with moisture.

Jennifer reached for Jackson's boxers and tugged at them. Jackson took her cue and pulled them down and off. His thick, hard cock sprang into view. Jennifer immediately rolled over on her stomach and fed the head into her mouth. She closed her eyes and swiped her tongue around his swollen glans. She looked as though she were sucking on a bite of some succulent sweet candy.

She reluctantly allowed her brother to remove his eager young prick from her greedy mouth so that he could lie on the bed. She eagerly got between his legs and, as she stroked his saliva-slickened cudgel, she said, "I can't wait to taste your cum again, Big Brother. I crave it! Give me all your load, then I'm going to fuck you until you can't walk!"

Tom thought he would pass out with the overwhelming surge of pure lust that this spectacle sent through his body. His son was surprisingly well hung. Not as big as him, but still, he had not realized that Jackson now had a man-size cock - one that Tom knew was far bigger than average. If Jennifer was anything like Shana, she was extremely turned on by size - Shana never stopped marveling at Tom's enormity. No wonder that Jennifer was so wild about Jackson! Meanwhile, she was stroking and slobbering fervently around her brother's thick length of man-meat. Tom knew, from experience, that his daughter loved a good load of man-seed and imagined that Jackson would provide a much larger quantity that he had been able to supply the night before or just an hour or so previous to Jackson arriving home. Teenage boys could cum gallons! He remember with nostalgia his younger days, even before he met Shana. He could jack off several times a day and, each time, a copious load of his seed would spew out as if shot by a fire hose. When Shana first experienced his cum-loads, she was amazed - and soon was addicted to it.

"Jen, I'm about to..." Jackson groaned. Jennifer pulled her mouth off of his cock in order to watch the first jet of his delicious cum spray into the air. There would be more than enough, after that, for to feed her insatiable appetite for Jackson's semen. She loved to watch it shoot into the air and was always torn between watching his cum shoot like fireworks, drinking it all, or letting him cum inside her pussy. Today, she planned to watch the first glorious wad of her brother's seed jet into the air (after all, she had swallowed her father's delicious load earlier), then drink the remainder of his first load - then, after a short recovery period, she would take another load in her greedy pussy.

A long white wad of her brother's cum shot perpendicular to his body, at least 4 feet into the air. Jennifer giggled as she suddenly thought back to Calculus class where they studied the flight of projectiles and how long it took for them to fall back to earth, due to gravity. She quickly moved to thrust Jackson's cock back into her mouth, resting the bottom of his glans on her tongue, as she continued to stroke his wet member. Jackson had much more of his warm seed for his little sister. She drank it, swallowing it voraciously as he shot gob after gob onto her tongue and into her mouth. A fleeting thought entered her mind of her brother's seed mixing with that of their father's in her stomach.

Tom had his cock out as he watched the twins, the entire, magnificent length protruding in front of him at a 45 degree angle. He caught sight of himself in the bathroom mirror and admired how masculine he looked. He was a big, strong man and he had sexual equipment that, he knew, would be the envy of most any other man. He had had but one woman in his entire life, though his own daughter had almost been his second. He had the strong desire to run into her room, throw Jackson to the side, and show his daughter what a real man could do. He almost laughed out loud. He knew that the only advantage he had over Jackson was the size of his cock. Jackson was younger; he was more virile; he was arguably more attractive; and, most important of all, Jennifer was in love with him.

Jackson lay with his chest heaving, unable or unwilling to say anything. Jennifer got a tissue and wiped up the residual cum that had landed on his stomach and on the bed. Then she lay down with him, one breast mashed into his side, the other lying on his chest, her leg thrown over his body. She gazed at him, adoring him. She loved this man. There's nothing she wouldn't do for him. She loved every kind of sex they had ever had, even when he shoved a hairbrush up her butt!

"How was it, Big Brother?" she whispered. "Could you tell that I needed that?"

Jackson turned his head to kiss her forehead. "Nothing compares to you, Jen. It just seems to get better every time," he told her.

Jennifer reached and placed her hand on his softened cock. "How long before you can give me what I REALLY need, Big Brother?"

Jackson knew what would get him ready, again, quicker than anything else. He got on his hands and knees and crawled between his sister's long, gorgeous legs and spread them by grasping her knees. He looked in her face, saw her anticipation, and smiled. She was going to love this!

"Oh, Big Brother, I wasn't even counting on this!" she squealed as she positioned her head on a pillow and settled in for what she knew would be a mind-blowing experience. It always was! She loved her brother's mouth on her body - all over it!

Jackson took a finger and lightly touched her clit, causing her to jump. "I'm so turned on, Jackie. I can't wait much longer to cum," she said, her breath coming in ragged gasps.

Jackson studied her face as he moved his finger from her clit, down her cuntal crease and then into her open, wet pussy. She closed her eyes and shuddered. She was so ready for sex, he knew. His cock was beginning to harden, but he was intent on playing with her, teasing her, tasting her, before the main event.

Her eyes hooded as she gazed down at her wonderful brother. Was there a man on earth that would be so intent on giving her pleasure? She wanted him (now!) but, as always, she knew that her brother had other ideas. He always found ways to make sex fresh and new. Foreplay was his forte. She thought that he would tease her all day if she allowed it. Now he had a finger inside her and was wiggling it around. She wished that he would kiss and lick her pussy. She thought that he probably would, but in his own good time. She literally could not wait. She was insane with lust for him. She was desperate for a good cum. She was frantic to have him inside her, making love to her - fucking her!

Jackson kissed the insides of his sister's thighs, his mouth watering to taste her. He could smell the musk of his sister's pussy. It amazed him, still, that he could have this effect on her. As he neared her labia, he could taste her juices on her upper thighs. His cock had hardened to its full, tumescent length. It was beginning to throb with the need to impale this delectable young woman. He moved his hands to grasp her firm butt-cheeks and pulled her to his face, then, after removing his finger from her hot snatch, he pressed his lips, tongue and mouth into her. He inhaled her lust-inciting aroma as he fucked his tongue thirstily into her copiously flowing cunt.

Jennifer grabbed her other pillow and bit down on it to keep from screaming. She moaned, lustily, as her brother went to work on her throbbing, seething cunt with his mouth. She grabbed his head and fucked herself up at his face, not even caring if she broke his nose or injured him. All that mattered at that moment was her impending orgasm.

Jackson was almost fearful of the vicious onslaught of his sister. He reached up and pulled her hand away from his head. He looked up at her, her juices covering his lips and chin. "You're breaking my fucking nose, Sis!"

"Oops!" she giggled. "Jackson, seriously, I can't wait any longer. Fuck me?" she said tenderly.

Jackson moved forward on his knees, rubbing his cock against her wet pussy as she threw her head back in anticipation and abject surrender. He pressed and the head of his cock popped inside her. He held it there, wanting to savor every inch of her depths as he slowly slid into her.

"Ooooooooooh fuck! Jackson, that's so fucking good!" she screamed.

"Shhhhhhh! You want Dad to hear?" he warned.

Jennifer almost laughed out loud. She had spied her father peeking out from the bathroom at least 10 minutes previously. She was not the least bit uncomfortable with the idea of her father watching. She reveled in it. She knew he loved her body and she knew he was turned on by the incestuous relationship in which she and her twin brother were engaged. She WANTED him to watch. She wished that he could come closer so he could see everything!

"Okay," she whispered. "Put it in slow, Baby. I love the way you do that!"

Jackson looked into her face as he eased into her, one glorious millimeter at a time. He loved how the expressions on her face changed as he got deeper and deeper into her body. Fuck, she was the sexiest girl on earth! He wished he had the capacity to fuck her all day. He wished that he could empty load after load of his cum into her willing body. He was certain that she would gladly fuck him all day and all night. She seemed to never get enough. She always wanted more, even when she was completely satisfied. He loved the way her eyes closed in rapture, then opened again to gaze into his eyes. When he reached bottom, he rotated his hips as if trying to screw himself deeper into her womb. He wished that he could just crawl inside her and live!

"Jen...how can anything be this good?" he gasped.

"I love you, Jackson. I'm about to cum on your cock! Don't fucking move!" she implored, desperately.

Tom didn't think he could last much longer. He had never imagined anything as hot as what he was witnessing. His own son had his long, thick, throbbing cock buried to the hilt inside Tom's little girl, his little Jenny, the most perfect and most beautiful girl on earth. Tom loved his children and the sight of them enjoying each other, loving each other, in this tender and erotic way brought tears to his eyes. He had never seen anything as beautiful as this incestuous mating. He was witnessing pure, true love, and he knew it. His twins were totally intent on the pleasure they were giving each other. This was what sex was supposed to be, he reflected. Their intense love for each other was apparent. They were young and beautiful and eager to please each other. He couldn't think of a reason why this wasn't right and good. They deserved this - they had always striven to do the right thing all their lives. They were never in trouble and were always eager to do whatever they could to help on the farm or to help people who were unable to help themselves. They both had pure, loving hearts. They deserved each other. They deserved to get to spend their lives together.

"Unggggh! Big Brother, I'm cummminggggggggggggg!" she moaned as she threw her head back and thrust her hips violently up, trying to get every millimeter of her brother's pleasure-giving rod inside her. She rotated her hips, then wrapped her long legs around her brother as another orgasm washed over her body. "Again, Baby! Ohhhh, Jackson I'm cumming again!" she babbled as her body spasmed with intense pleasure.

She lay back and unwrapped her legs from around her brother's body. He was so fucking sexy! She wanted more! Her hair was wet with perspiration and her breasts were rising and falling with her breath.

Jackson leaned forward to suck his sister's breasts. He could never get enough of them! Before they ever did anything sexual at all, he couldn't keep his eyes off of her budding breasts. They had always fascinated him. He had masturbated thousands of times, just thinking about them. Now they were on full display for him to do with as he wished. Anytime he wanted. Every single day if he wanted. His sister let him do anything he wanted with her magnificent, perfectly formed orbs - as she did with every part of her body. She was his and he was hers!

"That feels so good, Jackson," she gasped. "Don't even think that your job is finished. I've got to have more!" she giggled. She paused, then whispered, "Can I have some more, Baby? Can you give your little sister some more cums? Are you going to cum in me? Are you? Baby? You want to cum in your little sister?"

"You delicious little cum-hungry slut," he laughed as he began to stroke his cock in and out of her. "This is such drudgery," he grunted. "The things you make me do!"

"Just fuck me," she whispered. "I can't ever get enough, Jackson. I know that I'll want it again tomorrow, and the day after, and the day after... I want to fuck you every single day for the rest of my life!"

Jackson began to deep stroke her in earnest. She wrapped those incredible, long legs around him again and began to thrust herself into him. He grabbed her butt and began to fuck her violently, looking into her face. He could tell that she loved this. She usually liked it slow and tender, as did he, but occasionally she loved it rough, fast and hard.

She gritted her teeth. "Oh Baby... fuck it's so good. You're hitting it just right. Fuck me! Oh Baby, yes. Fuck it like that! You are going to fucking make me cum again!" she moaned as she pulled his face to her and stuck her tongue into his mouth. Her brother eagerly sucked his sister's tongue, licking her lips, fucking his own tongue into her wanton mouth.

"I... AM... CUMMMMMMMMINGGGGGGGGGGGG!!" she suddenly wailed, throwing her head back and thrusting her loins at her brother. Jackson knew that she was loud enough that their father could hear her, but he just hoped that the TV was on and had muffled Jennifer's cries of passion. He couldn't stifle his own orgasm any longer, however, and as his sister jerked and thrashed on his thick organ, her gorgeous breasts heaving deliciously before his eyes, he felt his climax hit him. A wonderful churning between his nuts was followed quickly by the clenching of his cock and the spewing of his seed into his sister's cum-hungry young body.

He moaned, not allowing himself to cry out as had his sister. Instead, he pulled Jennifer's face to him and whispered his passion into her ear. "I'm cumming, Little Sister. You're so good! Oh, Jen... Jen...oh Baby, it's so good!"

Jennifer lay back, her chest heaving, perspiration covering her body from her passionate exertions. She pushed at her brother, indicating that he should roll off of her, which he did. "Jackie," she panted, "It's better every time. We're going to kill each other!" She giggled, then rolled toward him and kissed his shoulder.

Jackson turned to his sister. "I am never going to get tired of this!" he told her. "But you have to be a little quieter. I hope Dad didn't hear you!"

Jennifer smiled. "He knows," she told him as she looked into his eyes to read his reaction.

"What do you mean he knows?" he demanded.

"I told him," she said, casually.

"You're messing with me, right?"

He saw her shake her head as she continued to smile at him. "Jen, I can't imagine any scenario in which you could tell Dad about this. What are you talking about?"

Jennifer sighed and her face turned serious. "Okay, I have really wrestled with myself whether to tell you this or not, but I never want to keep any secret from you, so I'm just going to spill it. Then we'll just have to take it from there..."

"Jennifer! What? You've got me worried... tell me."

Jennifer grasped his hand and held it tightly. "I love you, Jackson. I love you more than I love myself...and I know you feel the same about me...here goes..."

Jennifer told Jackson every detail of what she and their father had done in the last couple of days. She told him everything, even what she had wanted to do, but had not done. She got emotional several times and tears rolled down her face. She apologized profusely and reiterated her love for her brother.

Jackson held his sister's hand through her entire, epic telling of her recent escapades with their father. He sometimes became emotional himself. He sometimes asked questions, but never showed any anger or disappointment.

"...and that's it...if I remember anything else, I'll tell you. I am sorry. I just couldn't live a lie. I can't be dishonest with you. I just can't," she sniffled.

"I love you, Jennifer, and even more now that I know you'll never keep a secret from me, no matter what. I have something to tell you, too...Let me go ahead and tell you, okay?"

"Yes," she whispered. "Let's always tell each other everything. Our love is strong enough to overcome any transgressions, right?" Tears were still in her eyes.

"Okay, here goes..."

Jackson told her everything that he had done with their mother while at their grandfather's house. He even told her that their mother now knew of his and Jennifer's relationship. Both agreed that they felt a great relief that both parents now knew their secret. They would not have to worry about sneaking around again. When he told her about their mother going down on him, Jennifer tried to stifle a giggle.

"I'm sorry, Jackson. But I was so worried about what I had done...and all I can think about is whether she was better than me...remember, no lies!"

Jackson scooted closer to her and gently kissed her lips. "I know now that everything is okay between us, and that's the only thing in the world that is important to me," he told her.

"Humans are weak, Jackie. We are going to do things that we know we shouldn't. I'm always going to forgive you. And I know you'll always forgive me."

Jackson smiled. "So... next time you're alone with Dad..."

Jennifer giggled. "I don't know...will you forgive me?"

Jackson smiled. "Yes, Little Sister. Always."

"And what about you and Mom? I will forgive you, if you can't control yourself," she laughed. "I'd love to watch it...but I think I would be jealous if you fucked her...but it's still hot to think about," she admitted.

Tom had managed not to cum, but had walked around to where he could listen to them outside Jennifer's bedroom door. From there, he could quickly descend the stairs. He had heard their entire conversation and was flabbergasted. Shana had given Jackson oral sex! She knew about the twins' incestuous relationship. He wondered if she would tell him what she had done. He wondered if he would or could tell her what he had done with Jennifer. There were still so many unanswered questions. Right now, he couldn't think straight. His balls ached with the need to cum. He had to go take care of that right now - then he could think about how his life had been turned upside down.​