Out of the dying embers, Gretel looked out into the forest and saw the one person she thought she'd never see. "Papa!" she cried out with delight, leaving Hansel behind to run to her father. He took her in his arms and hugged the breath out of her. "Am I glad to see you!"
"Me too! Will you forgive me? I love you, my little darling."
"I love you too, papa. There's nothing to forgive. Let's just forget."
"But you're wrong, my little love. I can't forget." The tension was back in him as he said those very serious words to her, and she knew that he was remembering the blowjob she'd given him. "I've been such a stupid fool," he said gravely and rather mysteriously.
She had to make him feel better. "No, papa. You're not!"
Hansel came up to them, interrupting their lovefest. "Dad, where's mama? Won't she be mad that you're here?"
The woodsman looked to his son. "I've gotten rid of her."
Both kids paused, their breaths catching audibly at his words and their implication. Their father heard it and rushed to reassure them. "No, I didn't kill the cocksucking bitch." His explosive reference to his wife startled his kids. "I just...sold her to a band of roving gypsies. She's going to be in their circus act."
"So what's been going on here?" the woodsman demanded, taking his daughter's hand and leading her into the shell of the burnt out cottage. Hansel followed closely behind.
The kids told their father about the old hag who'd duped them and then threatened them with every intention of turn them into her sex slave.
"Good riddance to her," the woodsman said, saluting the oven in which she'd perished.
"And good riddance to the wicked stepmother," Hansel piped in with a laugh at his joke.
The woodsman nodded, but his eyes were only for his delectable daughter. "Ohh, what a fool I've been," he lamented once again.
"But papa, why?" Gretel asked, watching with surprise when he took her hand and twirled her slowly as if she were a ballerina.
"Why, my daughter? Because I never had to marry that bitch. I could have had everything I ever needed with you."
He stopped twirling her. She couldn't take her eyes away from his. His hands reached for her, only to tear the thin cotton shift she wore completely from her body. He tore away her underwear, too, so that she had to step out of the tattered mess that fell to her ankles.
She stood completely naked before her father and brother's lecherous eyes, noting the bulges in both their pants. "Papa, I don't understand," she whimpered, feeling scared yet aroused by him and what he implied.
"I realized it when I got home yesterday, after you'd sucked my cock dry in these very woods. You're all I need. Part your little pussy for daddy, baby. Let me see what I've been missing all these years."
She did as instructed, with Hansel watching and trying to contain his hardon without success.
The woodsman knelt before her and sniffed at the hair muff that hid his daughter's precious treasure from him. His tongue flicked out and he began licking at her already glistening pussy. She cried out, loving the feel of his face between her legs. "Oh, papa..."
"Has anyone sampled your innocence?" he asked, a sudden anger coming into his voice.
"Only Hansel, papa, and only with his tongue," she assured her father, glancing over to her brother who was now rubbing his bulge through his pants. He smiled wanly at his sister and father.
"Son, come and suck on her tits. I'm sure she'll like that." Hansel didn't need a second invitation. He came over and sucked on the hard nipples on her heavy orbs. The woodsman, meanwhile, went back to eating his daughter's scented pussy. He was an expert and knew exactly what to do to make her cum into his mouth. "You taste so sweet, my dear daughter, so sweet. But now there's one important thing I must do for you."
The woodsman stood up and Gretel looked at him questioningly. "You asked me what you needed to do to become a real woman. Bend over against that table." He looked at his son who had long ago pulled out his cock and was now massaging it. "Pay attention, son. This is a lesson you'll never forget."
