After the Bursman family settled down from their incestuous encounter, Paul found a coat hanger to use to release the bedroom door lock. Looking through the house, they found their clothes laying in a pile on the dining room table. While Paul called the police, Mary and Lydia cleaned up a little and put their clothes on. When the police arrived, everyone was dressed and looking normal. They explained what happened with Ron and Tom, leaving out the fact that they had to get naked. They told how Paul and Tim had jumped in their chair to break it. (Pastor Paul prayed their little white lie would be forgiven.) The police put out an all-points bulletin on the Bursmanâs car and spent what was left of the night lifting fingerprints from areas they knew the two men had been. Then they went to Pierceâs garage and impounded the stolen vehicle. They asked Paul to come down to the station after he had gotten a little sleep and give a full account of what had happened.
Later that day, when Paul left for the station the rest of his family was still asleep. Now he was returning home. His mind was in turmoil. How would he and his family face the new day? By everything he had learned and believed what they had done was totally wrong. Incest. The word haunted him. Sure they could say it was not their fault. Anyone put in the situation they were in might have done the same thing. But they were no longer in that situation. Still, all Paul could think about was his daughterâs hot, clinging pussy and how good it felt to bury his cock in it. He now knew that sex was not the evil thing his parents had taught him. He wanted to make love to his wife and see if sex with her was as good as it was with Lydia. He could not go back to the way things had been. There was just no way he could do that now.
But what about his wife and kids? Would they be filled with remorse and guilt? Would they close off even more because of what had happened? His wife had shown a whole new side of herself, that of an incestuous fuck-slut, who loved fucking with her son. Tim and Lydia had really opened up and gotten into the spirit of sex with their parents. But was that just the heat of the moment? Paul didnât know. This new day could bring a whole new lifestyle or it could spiral back down into the old sexless life of before. Paul hoped for the first as he feared for the second.
As he entered the house he found Mary, Tim and Lydia sitting in the living room waiting for him. Mary said, âPaul, we need to discuss what has happened and where we go from here.â
âI know,â Paul responded as he sat in his favorite chair. âWe canât undo what has happened. And I for one would not want to. But, what now?â
âWhatâs wrong with just going on from here?â Tim asked. âI think family sex is a lot of fun. Why stop?â
âYeah!â added Lydia. âNow that I know how great sex is I sure canât go back to being an innocent virgin, even if I wanted to. And I donât. I loved fucking you, dad. And I want to do it again, often. I want to fuck Tim, too, and find out how good his big cock feels inside my pussy. Why canât we just continue being one big happy, hot, incestuous family?â
Timâs cock began to grow hard when he heard his sister say she wanted to fuck him. He looked over at her. He suddenly pictured her in his mind, naked, spread out beneath him, begging him to fuck her harder as he rammed his cock into her young pussy again and again. Without thinking he reached down and shifted his cock to a more comfortable position in his pants.
Mary watched her son rearrange his cock. Her sonâs actions, coupled with her daughterâs words, sent a thrill through her body. She could feel her pussy begin to get wet with sexual desire. Still, this was a big step for them. Could they really, ⌠should they really, do this?
âKids, you have to understand. This is all new to your father and me. Ever since we were little our parents have drilled into us how wrong all sex is, let alone incest. Your father and I had never even seen each other naked until last night. And we still havenât made love in the real, sexual sense of the word.â
âDonât you think itâs time you did?â Tim asked. And then looking at his father, he added, âMom is a beautiful woman, right dad? I know she is one great fuck. Donât you want to make love to her the way you did with Lydia? Donât you want to just shove your cock deep into her pussy and fuck her for all youâre worth?â
Paul looked at Mary. She was blushing at Timâs words, calling her a great fuck. Tim was right. She was beautiful. And now he could see it. Not only that. She was sexy beautiful, a woman to be loved and fucked. A woman to pour yourself into. His eyes shone with the love he had for this new, hot, sexy woman who sat before him. He shifted his growing cock to a more comfortable position.
âYes, son. She is beautiful. And I canât wait to get her in bed and make up for all the fucking weâve missed over the years.â
Mary blushed again at the loving lust that shone in her husbandâs eyes. Her whole body was alive with the thought of what her husband wanted to do to her. It would be the way their honeymoon should have been twenty years ago. And all because they had had sex with their children. Finally she was ready to let go. She was ready for sex. And she could think of no one she would rather have fucking her than the two hot, loving men in her living room. Her pussy juice flooded her twat as she realized that she was about to become her husbandâs and sonâs willing, incestuous, fuck-toy.
âI agree, Paul. Itâs time we really consummated this marriage. Itâs time we got nasty and fucked each otherâs brains out. Our parents were wrong. We were wrong. Thank goodness we found out the truth, even if it did take that horrible robbery to wake us up. What do you say we go to our bedroom and discover each other all over again, or maybe for the first time?â
Paul quickly got up from his chair and drew his wife up into his arms. âSounds great to me,â he said. He leaned forward and kissed her, sending his tongue into her open mouth. Then looking over at their children, he asked, âWhat about Tim and Lydia?â
âWell, they will just have to do their own fucking, I guess. You and I are going to be too busy to worry about them right now.â And then as she took Paulâs hand and headed for the bedroom, she looked over her shoulder at Lydia and added, âDonât wear your brother out too much, young lady. When your father and I finish, Iâm going to want to feel that big mother-fucking cock of his buried deep in my hot, incestuous cunt again.â
Paulâs cock surged to full hardness as he heard what Mary told their daughter. He now knew that his family had all turned the corner into a new way of life, an incestuous life of love and sex together. As he followed his wife into their bedroom visions of Tim and himself fucking both Mary and Lydia, swapping and sharing, filled his mind. He smiled.
Tim and Lydia watched their parents disappear into their bedroom. They noticed that they did not close the door behind them. For a moment the two kids thought about going and spying on their parents. Then they looked at each other and smiled. They both rose and met in the middle of the living room. As their mouths came together and their tongues began to dance against one another, they slowly removed each otherâs clothes and sank to the floor.