DISCLAIMER: The following is a work of fiction. The characters depicted herein are all 18-years-old or older. Any similarities to actual persons, living or dead, or events, past or present, are strictly coincidental.
Chapter 2
Like Enjoying An Icecream Sandwich
My 18-year-old twins, a boy and a girl, asked me to teach them how to give head. I've successfully instructed my daughter to give such an amazing blowjob that my son nearly exploded through the back of her skull. Now it's time to teach my son to return the favor.
It had been three months since I shared that private little adventure with my kids. I had done my best to try to put the event out of my mind. I could admit that I'd had a moment of weakness. I'd said and done things no father should ever even think. I'd asked my kids not to talk about it with me anymore and, obedient to the end, they obliged. I didn't know if perhaps they may still be fooling around... and every now and then, I couldn't help but wonder and then imagine my kids making out and my daughter's head bobbing up and down on my son's groin.
I remembered holding onto Rachel after their initial steamy makeout session that I'd help them to perfect. I remembered the heat pouring out of her cunt like steam. Oh, how I wished I could feel that again; feel it on my hands, on my face, on my dick...
I tried to focus all of my attention on my wife. From playing, to dancing, to dating, and all other manner of romantic situations, I prepped my wife daily for my nightly needs. But my wife was no longer the inspiration for my insatiable hard-on. She was good. She was unbelievable. She was a "yes-girl" and I had no right to be discontent. Yet, I felt like an animal yearning to be free to screw any other female I found appealing, including my teenaged daughter, if she would have me and I knew that she would.
One day, I was out back and passed outside my daughter's window. There inside, I noticed my sexy nymph daughter was naked on her bed with her door shut and locked. She was alone and touching herself, her back arching as she raised her hips against the pressure of her hand rubbing her dampened slit. My dick began to pulse as I watched her and I then suddenly realized that my wife was still here and could catch me ogling our daughter any minute. I had to calm myself down so I could enter the house though I couldn't help glancing in through the window at my horny teenaged daughter.
A few days later, my wife had gone down to visit her grandmother again. I was once again outside when I noticed my daughter naked on her bed just beginning to fondle her breasts and touch herself eagerly. I headed inside, knowing full well what I was doing but not at all the reason why. My daughter was horny as hell and I wasn't content to watch her masturbate again. I raised my fist to knock on her door but then stopped short.
No! I argued silently. It was true that I wanted desperately to break the door down so I could climb atop my daughter and fuck her silly. But I couldn't. I couldn't do that. I had to change my plans.
I went back to my son's room and got his attention. "Has your sister been giving you head?"
My son looked confused. He hesitated and then said, "I thought you didn't want us to talk to you about that."
The answer seemed obvious now but I had to be sure. "Well, now I'm talking to you about it."