The Family Reunion - Sex Stories

The Family Reunion

... you mine” and quickly graduated to some of the best sex we had ever had. We shared our firsts: The first oral, our first 69, our first anal and, ultimately our first child. Our 4 year old daughter sat between Anne's husband's legs, her head against his thigh, sleeping peacefully. A pang of jealousy shot through me as I watched them. The fact that another man was raising my daughter hurt deeply. The added fact that he slept with my woman every night caused my jaw to tighten and my fists to clench. I forced myself to relax. I knew the decision to convince her then platonic boyfriend to fuck her and convince him he got her pregnant was the right one. The scandal of disclosing that our incestuous relationship produced our angel, Susan, would have ripped the family apart. And the social stigma would have followed our baby for the rest of her life. Yes, we had made the right decision, but still it hurt. Before Susan was born, I left for college. The school was 8 hours away so my visits home were for Christmas and summer break. I found out about my daughter's birth in one of my infrequent calls with my mom. It hurt that I could not be there. In the intervening four years, Anne and I had many stolen moments. During the summers, there were more cheap motels than I can remember. When I was home for the holidays, there were passionate sweaty trysts in the back seat of cars. Once, during Christmas, we risked all for a quickie in the basement storeroom of my parents' house. Above us, we ...

... could hear the entire family singing Christmas carols. Anne leaned over an old dusty trunk and pulled her strapless black polka dot party dress around her waist. She left her cream colored boy shorts on. She loved the salaciousness of walking around with a pussy full of cum. I plowed the depths of her married pussy. If they had been listening instead of singing, they would have heard the animalistic snorts, groans and moans of our illicit sexual act. If they had taken a few steps down the hall and even fewer down to the basement, they would have seen me invade that luscious tight pussy. They would have heard the screams of our orgasms as we came together and I planted my seed deep in her womb. She told me later it felt deliciously wicked to sing carols with the family while my come soaked her panties. I asked for and got those panties to take back to school with me. I had girlfriends on campus, but I love to sniff those panties while I masturbated. Another time I stopped by their bungalow for a visit. Her husband offered me a beer and apologized for not spending more time with me. They were having friends over later and he needed to mow the grass. Anne and I exchanged pleasantries as we sat in her living room. We talked about school, married life and Susan. I held up my empty beer questioningly. Anne smiled broadly. She stood and walked into the kitchen. She turned to face me and lifted her housedress to her chin. She was naked under the dress. She turned slowly modeling her ...