I sat straight up in bed. Had I just heard Mom right? Daddy and Rachael? My big sister? Oh my god.
From the other side of the bed Jason moaned too but whether it was from disbelief, shock, or the fact that Marie was nursing on the head of his cock, I couldn't be sure.
"Well," Mom continued, "it was about three years ago I guess. Rachael was just eighteen and you were about fifteen. At your age three years is a huge difference and you and her were never really close. You never knew what was going on and Jason was always too involved with sports to pay much attention to anything here at home." She glanced over at her son and smiled as she watched Marie lovingly lick his still shrunken cock. Apparently two loads of cum in the last half hour was his limit.
"I worked late a lot those days and cliché as it may sound, one night I came home and found Rachael and your father together. I came upstairs and I thought I heard strange noises coming from her bedroom. I looked in and there they were. Rachael was riding her father's cock for all she was worth. I was shocked to say the least but oddly enough the first thought that entered my mind was that this had to have been going on for a while. I don't know, the way they were going at it, well it was obvious that this was not the first time.
I did what you might have expected me or anyone else to do. I stormed into the room and started screaming at your father. You rapist this, you dirty old man that, blah, blah blah. He never tried to defend himself. He just looked shocked. How could you take advantage of your own daughter I wanted to know? She's only eighteen and who knows what kind of psychological damage you've done to her. Then a funny thing happened.
Rachael started laughing. "Oh Christ Mother, don't be so melodramatic. When you walked in here did you really think he was raping me? Come on, couldn't you see how much I was enjoying it?"
Well, you could have knocked me over with a feather. My mouth must have dropped open. I couldn't believe my ears.
She looked right at me and said, "I know why you married him Mommy. His cock is fucking wonderful! Don't look so surprised. Did you think that you were the only one around here with needs? Shit, I've wanted to fuck him forever but it wasn't till you started working nights that I had the chance. He didn't rape me, if anything it was the other way around."
Your father started to say something but Rachael cut him off.
"Let me handle this Daddy. Mom, don't blame Daddy for this. After all, he's only a man. You can't really expect him to resist can you?" She laughed. "After you would go to work I would dress up all slutty and rub up against him and show off my ass and stuff. I could tell he had a hard on. I wanted him and it wasn't long before he wanted me. Then, I just let nature take its course."
I sat down on the bed and tried to make sense of what she was telling me. Somehow my oldest daughter had turned into a sex maniac right in front of my eyes. Your father begged me to forgive him but as much as told me that he was helpless when she was around. I knew men well enough to see that he was telling the truth.
To top it off Rachael went on to tell me that she had no intention of stopping. She was kind of giggling and talking about how there was enough cock there for the both of us and how sweet it would be to share him. Maybe, she suggested, I could teach her some tricks.
I had to get out of there at that point. It was just too much to absorb at one time. Later your father and I had a very long talk. We agreed that there would be no divorce or anything like that. The main thing was to keep the family together. I made him promise never to touch you like that and as far as I know he never has.
Rachael however was a different story. Now that I knew what was going on she made no attempt to hide what she was doing. In fact just the opposite, she seemed to delight in flaunting it.
The three of us would be having breakfast or something and she would suddenly ask me if I liked it when Daddy licked my pussy. I was shocked at first but she did stuff like that all the time and I guess I got used to it as hard as that may be to believe.
One day she lifted her t-shirt and said, "Look Mommy at the hickey Daddy gave me on my titty. Want to kiss it and make it better?" She liked to rub her foot on daddy's crotch under the kitchen table and tell me how hard his cock was getting. She would grab his hand and practically pull him upstairs. "Mommy," she'd say, " Want to come up and watch Daddy fuck his little girl?"
What was I going to do? I refused to let her dominate me and set the terms of our existence. It was like a war between the two of us. The more I ignored her outrageous behavior, the wilder she became.
One morning she climbed right up on the breakfast table, spread her legs wide open and asked Daddy if he wanted some "cunt juice" for breakfast. She grabbed his head and pushed his face into her crotch. I just kept reading the paper as if nothing was happening. Every ounce of my being just wanted to slap her face but things had gone too far at that point.
The next morning she came downstairs and announced that she was very tired and needed a protein shake to get her going.
"Mommy, you don't mind if I suck Daddy off do you? I really think some cum would make me feel much better."
"No dear, go ahead." I must have ripped that newspaper as tight as I was gripping it.
"Oh good! Climb up on the table Daddy and let me at your yummy cock."
I swear I tried my best not to peek at them but they were on the table not two feet away from me and I couldn't help myself. Rachael purposely made loud slurping noises to draw my attention and it worked.
She was already an accomplished cocksucker. She used her tongue and lips to bring Daddy to a boiling point and it wasn't but a moment before he erupted. His cum shot up into her eager mouth and I could see her throat working furiously as she swallowed it. She must have swallowed a gallon of it, I swear. Finally with a huge smile she raised up and licking her lips like a cat after a saucer of milk she thanked Daddy for her "protein shake" and walked out the door to school.
Your father and I stopped having any sex together at that point. How could I? Maybe I didn't think it was right what with him fucking your sister all the time but maybe I was scared that Rachael was better than I was in bed. I don't think I could have stood that.
Anyway we managed to keep any of this from you kids. As far as you were concerned everything was the way it always was. Finally Rachael went away to school. Your father would visit her from time to time and it was always an overnight trip. I knew he was still fucking her but at least it wasn't happening here in our home.
We haven't been together since. I've been frustrated as hell but I guess I just didn't realize how much. That's why I had such a strong reaction when I woke up and Jason was doing me. I guess I finally figured out that if you can't beat them, fuck them." She smiled.
"Now Lisa honey, bring that little pussy of yours over here and let your Mother show you how good she can eat it out for you."
