Thanks for your kind comments and emails concerning part 1 of this story. This part is not as lengthy, but I hope you like it. All characters are at least 18 years old.
Marvin Johnson had always been a good, upright man. He had been brought up in a very strict, yet loving, Christian home. His parents had made sure all the children prayed and read the Bible every day. Marvin never thought of rebelling. He loved his parents and he loved their way of life. He had wanted to emulate that family structure and ethos in his own home; for the most part, as far as he could tell, he had succeeded.
One thing that had bothered him a bit, down through the years, however, was the fact that Chrissy, his wife, just wasn't like his mother. She was a good, wholesome woman, for sure, but her ideas just were not as conservative as those with which he had been brought up. Chrissy was beautiful and, even though she was not the least bit conceited, she sometimes used her feminine wiles to persuade Marvin. Over the years he had become a bit more flexible because he deeply loved Chrissy and wanted her to be happy.
He had known that Chrissy was not a virgin when they married and it had bothered him quite a bit for the first few years of their marriage. He had not dated many girls and had never come close to having sex. Over time, however, he came to realize that Chrissy was committed to him. As they got older, Chrissy was even more beautiful to him every day, despite having borne four children. She still had a girlish figure, even though her pretty face was beginning to age somewhat. He still loved to just sit and watch her and marvel at her graceful beauty.
And then there was Renee, the oldest girl. He could remember the very night that, in his eyes, she turned from a cute girl to a ripe, sexy young woman. He was sitting in his recliner, reading the paper, as he usually did each evening after supper. She had come into the room, chattering about something that happened at school. Chrissy was on the couch talking to Renee when he looked up and noticed that Renee was wearing a sheer nightie that barely covered her bottom. He could clearly see the outline of her panties through the material and noted, to his great surprise, that her bottom was shapely and sexy like her mother's.
As he gazed, preparing himself to tell her to go put some clothes on, she turned a bit. He could see that she wore no bra and that he could clearly see her nipples through the material. Not only that, but she obviously had breasts -- breasts that were almost as big as his wife's! He realized that Renee was barely 18 years old. Then he realized that he had a raging erection!
"Renee," he shouted. "Go get some clothes on! What are you thinking? What if your brother sees you like this? Get upstairs -- now!"
Renee had looked around at him, fearfully, and had burst into tears. "I am sorry, Daddy! Robert isn't even home!" She then ran upstairs, but he could hear her sobbing.
"Marvin! That's awfully harsh!" Chrissy had said.
Marvin sighed. "Sheesh, Chrissy. I looked up and this half-naked girl was in here. I don't want my daughters looking like street walkers!"
"I understand that. I will talk to her, but you should apologize. You hurt her feelings," Chrissy had admonished him.
Marvin had gotten up from his chair, trudged up the stairs, and knocked on Renee's door. When she told him to come in, she had been laying on the bed, crying. She had not changed clothes. Much to his consternation, Marvin's cock began to harden again as he sat on the edge of the bed and stroked her hair. She was turned away from him; his eyes were drawn to her sweet ass. Her nightie had ridden up and he could see her tight little panties covering her delectable bottom. He stroked her hair and apologized for yelling at her, then made his way downstairs.
Later that night, as he made love with Chrissy, she mentioned their daughter and how shapely she was getting. Marvin didn't realize at the time that Chrissy purposely did this to see what his reaction would be. For perhaps the first time, when he was making love to Chrissy, his mind focused on someone else -- his own daughter.
In the days and weeks that followed, when he and Chrissy made love, she almost always mentioned Renee. After a while, he came to expect it, and even to relish it. Even though Chrissy never failed to arouse him, he realized that bringing the image of their sexy young daughter into their lovemaking made it even more exciting.
One night, as they were making love, Chrissy whispered, "Are you imagining Renee as you do this?" When he stopped his slow thrusting into her she giggled and said, "It's okay if you do. It just spices it up." She heard his soft grunt as he came inside her.
Over time, this became part of their lovemaking ritual. It got to the point that they would turn the lights out and Chrissy would tell him to pretend that she was Renee. She had played the part, even calling him "Daddy". They both agreed that this bit of spice in their lovemaking increased its intensity and certainly its frequency. Whereas they had been making love perhaps once a week, it had become 2 or even 3 times a week.
After this had gone on for a while, and as they were making love one night, Marvin said, "What if we reverse roles?"
"What does that mean?" Chrissy asked, unable to imagine what he was talking about. After all, she couldn't pretend to be Marvin and he, Renee.
"Imagine that I am Robert!" he laughed. "Is that okay?" He thought for a second that he had, indeed, overstepped.
Chrissy had been having fantasies of Robert for quite some time, but they were entirely her secret. It took a few seconds for Marvin's words to register, and then she had to be careful to not appear too eager. "Well, we can try it, I guess," she replied.
They had turned the lights out and in total darkness, Chrissy whispered, "Robert, your mommy needs you."
Despite her worry that she might appear too eager, she had orgasmed almost immediately when Marvin entered her. Marvin, who was no fool, laughed and said, "Well, that worked out very well, didn't it?" Then they both had laughed and kissed and made love again -- this time with no roleplay.
This had continued until after both Robert and Renee had moved out of the house. Then one night, as they were preparing to make love and Marvin had just turned out the lights, Chrissy giggled and whispered, "Doug, are you ready to make love to your mommy?"
"Did you do that on purpose? Use Doug's name?" Marvin asked.
Chrissy giggled, that cute, girlish giggle that Marvin loved so much. "Well, I thought it was time to add a little more spice. Or, if you want, you can call me Daphne, Daddy!"
Thus began an entirely new set of fantasies for Marvin and Chrissy. They still, on occasion, used Renee and Robert, but Marvin much preferred Daphne. Chrissy liked either one and secretly wished they could roleplay in a way that would include her first lover, her brother, Al. She was just too fearful that Marvin might figure out what she and Al had done as teenagers.
One night, Marvin crawled into bed and snuggled up against Chrissy's bottom. He reached around and stroked her breast, one of his signals that he wanted sex.
Chrissy pushed her ass against Marvin's hard cock. "What brought this on?" Chrissy whispered, sleepily.
"Well, I was sitting in my chair, reading the paper, when I heard Daphne in the kitchen. You know, I had made an extra set of keys for the truck and I happened to think I'd tell her. I called her and she came into the room with a little short shirt on that barely covered her panties. I told her not to dress like that in front of Doug, but I couldn't help looking myself. When she hugged me, my hand fell right on her sweet little bottom. I think I may have squeezed it just a little... I swear I didn't meant to..."
Chrissy turned over and looked into his eyes. She smiled, then laughed. "Marvin!" she chided. "Did she know you squeezed her ass?"
