Sins of the Father

'My oh my', Mom began, huskily, 'you are a big boy now'.

As she slowly began to move her hand up and down my shaft, her lips left my face and Mom started kissing me from my neck on down. When she began to chew on my nipples I had to fight hard not to cum there and then. I put my hands on top of Mom's head and exerted some downwards pressure.

'Oh, I know what you want me to do, you naughty boy', Mom teased.

And with her eyes staring into mine, her mouth slid down past my belly, over my hips and paused seductively over my moist helmet.

'Tell your Mommy what you'd like her to do, honey', she said whilst licking her lips.

'Blow me, Mom. Please, please blow me now. I can't stand the teasing'. I whimpered.

I looked down as Mom lowered her face to my groin. She parted her lips as wide as they would go and, at last, I felt the hot, wet security of her mouth as she completely enveloped my dick. I moaned loudly as Mom gorged herself on my meat. I saw her heavy bosoms swaying in the loose confines of her baby doll outfit. I realised that I must be living every male teenager's dream, or at least I would be in about one minute.

I was desperate now to give Mom a good fucking, and my original timidity had all disappeared. So, I pulled her head up and forced her onto her belly. I reached around her waist and lifted her ass into the air. As I pushed the hem of Mom's short nightie over her hips, I saw that she hadn't put on any panties. Mom's arms were stretched out in front of her and her back made an inviting inward curve that only served to make my target more appealing. Taking my dick in my right hand, I used the tip to rub up and down her pussy lips until she was begging me to give her one. With a cruel downturn on my lips, I forced my penis right into Mom's juicy twat.

I was banging away at Mom doggy style, still in a state of disbelief. Boy, was she going to be getting a lot more of me from now on I thought. But as it happened this was to be the one and only time that I ever fucked her. We were both so wound up in the throes of rapture that neither of us realised that for the past couple of minutes Dad had been watching us on the landing outside. Neither of us heard him sneak into my room and continue to observe as his only son fucked eagerly away at his wife. It was only the brightness of the exploding flashbulb that caught the attention of Mom and I.

Mom pleaded her innocence and said that I had raped her. Dad reminded her that she was in my room and not me in hers. Besides, from what he'd seen for the past few minutes, she had seemed to be enjoying her son's amorous attention. Dad said it was a good thing that he'd been sent home early, due to a power failure at his works, or he'd never have known of our incestuous relationship.

Much to my discredit, all of the time that Dad had been talking to us, I still had my rock hard dick buried right up to the hilt in Mom's pussy. This was one of those times when the penis takes over the functions of the brain, it seemed. The point was not lost on Dad.

'You finish her off, Boy', he said to me whilst waving the instant photo in the air, 'You'll be paying for this for a long time, so you might as well get your money's worth'.

I didn't need to be told twice and continued thrusting away at Mom from behind, ignoring the tears that she was now shedding. It didn't even bother me that Dad was watching just three feet away, I just wanted to cum up Mom's juicy hole. I gripped her butt cheeks tightly as I felt my balls start to send their white messengers up the stem of my dick. As Dad saw that I was on the verge of cumming, he ordered me not to shoot my stuff up Mom's insides, as he didn't like the idea of sloppy seconds when he fucked her in a few minutes. So, at the instant I felt I was about to ejaculate, I pulled my dick out of Mom and let my white, hot liquid spurt all over her ass cheeks. A whole day's worth came out of me and onto Mom's skin. A pool of it had formed in the small of her back and some seeped down the crack of her ass. Dad told me to rub it into her. As I did so, it mixed with her sweat until all of her back and ass was as shiny as if she had on a coating of suntan oil. As I collapsed on the bed, Dad told Mom to go to their room and to get ready for him. But first, he had some things to say to his son.

Dad came over to the bed where I was trying to recover my breath. He remarked that I had sure looked as though I had enjoyed myself. I nodded in agreement. He held up the instant photo to my gaze. That was me and Mom alright. Dad told me that the picture was not just a picture, but a time bomb as well. When he saw the look of puzzlement on my face, Dad went on to explain. He said that he would put this evidence in a safety deposit box at the bank. He would make instructions in his will that this photograph was to be passed around all the other beneficiaries so that they could all see what I had done with my own Mother. Dad said that it might not mean much to me now, but that the implications would become clearer as I got older and had a family of my own, friends, a good job. All of the things that I would come to treasure would be lost by the showing of that one photo.

Dad left me and returned to Mom in his own room. I heard her scream as he slapped her around. The next day she had a bruised right eye. Over the coming years Dad made sure that Mom's sexual appetite was sated by bringing home a succession of men for her to be fucked by. Some were friends of his, others were strangers that he'd met at a bar or in work. Mom took them all. I even tried it on with her myself on a couple of occasions, but I think that the beating she had taken from Dad that first night had put her off me for good. Mom has been dead for ten years now, during which time Dad has lived on his own. As the years have gone by, I have realised just how right Dad had been. I had tried to buy the incriminating proof from him many times, but he had always refused my offers. But now, as I entered the hotel lobby, and my thoughts returned to the present, another idea hit me.

I saw Dad at the bar drinking alone and made my way towards him. My wife intercepted me en route and asked how Suzi was. I explained that she was feeling much better now and just wanted to sleep until morning. I told my wife that Suzi would be spending the next two weeks alone at the cottage and that I would go there every day to check that she was OK. My wife nodded her agreement and I felt excited at the prospect of what was to come.

I stood next to Dad and ordered myself a drink.

'Dad, I'd like to make you one more offer for the photo', I pleaded.

'I'm sixty eight years old, Son. I've always refused your money in the past, what makes you think I'll take it now when I'm too old to spend it?'

'It's not money that I'm offering', I mentioned, with as much nonchalance as I could muster.

'What is you are offering then if it's not money?' Dad asked, clearly interested in what I might have to say next.

'Suzi', I said, and waited to see his expression.

'Are you suggesting that I fuck my own granddaughter, your daughter, and in return I give you the photo?'

'That's exactly what I'm suggesting', I answered.

Dad asked if Suzi would be compliant. I said that she wouldn't, but that between the two of us there should be no problems. And I would make sure that everything was alright afterwards. I knew there was a good chance that he'd go for this as I'd seen the old bastard eyeing up Suzi many times in the past. Dad asked where and when. I told him tomorrow evening at the cottage. I could see him mulling it over. Then, after about a minute of silence, Dad turned to me and nodded. I told him that he should wait in his car, out of sight, in the street outside the cottage at around seven tomorrow night. I would explain things further to him then. As I left him at the bar, I saw again that same lecherous grin I had seen on his face whenever he had brought home a guy for Mom

Next day at around noon, I got a call from Suzi to say that she'd arrived at the cottage and was looking forward to seeing me tonight. I had a semi erection all that afternoon thinking about what I would be doing to her after Dad had had her.

At six fifteen, I told my wife that I would go see our daughter and set off on the thirty mile drive. As I approached the cottage, I saw Dad waiting in his car around the corner and pulled up behind him. I gave him my wife's key to the cottage and told him to give me ten minutes before he sneaked in. I would have some music playing to cover the noise of his entrance. I told him that I'd hold Suzi down while he took her from behind over the end of the couch in the living room. I made sure that he had the photo with him, then got back in my car and drove the few yards to the cottage.

I opened the front door that led into a hallway and then entered the living room, announcing to Suzi that I was here. Her reply from upstairs said that she be right down. In the meantime I went to the stereo unit and put on some slow, sexy music. I heard movement upstairs that told me Suzi was on her way down. The staircase led directly into the living room, and I waited in eager anticipation with damp hands and a dry mouth.

As I looked to the top of the stairs, the first thing I saw of Suzi, were her feet. On them she had a pair of high heel, strappy red sandals. Slowly, her long, tanned, shapely legs came into view, their muscles clearly defined by the effect of standing on such high heels. Her legs seemed to go on forever, but, at last, the hem of a short, red baby doll nightie appeared. It was completely transparent and revealed a flimsy pair of matching thongs underneath. Then I saw her two golden orbs stretching at the thin material that was pulled off her shoulders, leaving them bare and inviting. And finally her face came into my sight. She had her long hair teased up high on her head, and her crimson lips smiled at me sexily.

'Like what you see, Daddy?' my daughter asked rhetorically.

'Come here', I ordered her.

Suzi rushed over to me and threw herself into my arms.

As we kissed passionately, I walked her to the end of the couch that was closest to the door. As I had hoped, the music was loud enough to cover the sound of Dad letting himself into the house, but the sudden draught of air, which Suzi did not detect, was not lost on me. I turned Suzi so that her back faced the hallway and saw Dad creep in at the door. I moved around back of Suzi, who was now whimpering that she wanted to be fucked, and told her to bend over the end of the couch.

'Ohhh, yes Daddy', she whispered, 'take me here, take me now'.

I knew, of course, that it was only a matter of time before my daughter realised what was happening, but I had hoped it would be later rather than sooner. However, this was not to be. As I fondled the backs of Suzi's thighs and ass cheeks, she lay face down on the couch groaning lightly. But as Dad came up beside me, he couldn't resist touching her ass himself. As Suzi felt the third hand upon her, she turned her head towards us.

'No, Nooooooo Grandad, Noooooooooooooo', she screamed.

I acted with great speed, and moved around to the side of the couch. Opening my right hand as far as I could, I placed it at the back of Suzi's neck and forced her head down flat against the cushion. Then I caught hold of her wrists with my left hand, thus rendering her helpless.

As she lay there, muffled sobs coming from Suzi's heaving body, I saw the cruel downturn of Dad's mouth as he undid his trousers. As the last button came undone, his prick sprung out, hard and twitching. I was impressed at how hard the old guy could get, but then so would any man who had his granddaughter's ass sticking up invitingly.

Dad rubbed his helmet over Suzi's cheeks and left a slimy trail of wetness behind him. I could still feel the pressure of Suzi's head fighting against the hold I had on her, but she was going nowhere. Dad's big hands took hold of the right side of Suzi's thongs, and with one pull, he snapped them. When he did the same to the other side, her panties came away and he threw them casually onto the floor. He pulled back her ass cheeks till I thought that he'd split her skin, and then, with an animalistic grunt, pushed his penis hard up his Granddaughter's asshole. Suzi gave a muffled gasp as Dad went deep into her anus. As he pumped her, I looked down at his hands squeezing at her lovely, peach like cheeks, his nails digging into them causing her skin to turn red. As Dad banged Suzi with greater speed, his expression turned nastier. He moved his hands away from her ass, over her hips and waist, and underneath her body to fondle her tits.

Suzi had stopped struggling by now, and I let go of her head and stood back to watch. Her ass quivered at each merciless thrust of Dad's weapon up her anal passage. His hands suddenly moved up to my daughter's neck, and his thrusting speeded up. He gripped Suzi around the throat and started to squeeze and throttle her. Sad to say, but I had become really excited at the sight of my daughter being treated so roughly by this old man, her Grandfather. As Dad shook Suzi's head up and down, the demonic expression on his face told me he was close to cumming. I bent down to my daughter's side. Her eyes bulged as she fought to breathe. Her hair had fallen over her face and was lank with her sweat. I brushed the corner of her mouth with my forefinger as she looked up to me with her narrow, sexy eyes. Suddenly, Dad started to groan. I stood back again as he let his dick slide out of Suzi's ass. All at once, after a couple of twitches, his meat exploded. Dad's cum shot out up his Granddaughter's back like a jet of white piss. He at last let go of her throat so that he could pump out each last drop of semen onto Suzi's body. As Suzi struggled to regain her breath, Dad rubbed his slowly shrinking cock over her ass, spreading his juice all over her skin.

After a minute or so, as Suzi still lay flat on the couch, her legs spread over the end, Dad pulled his trousers up and fastened them. He put his hand in the inside pocket of his jacket and handed me the photo that had haunted me for the best part of my life.

'Now that was worth it', he said, with an evil grin on his face.

'That's some daughter you've got there'.

Then Dad turned around and left.

I went to where Suzi lay, her face turned towards me. I told her how sorry I was about what had happened, and compounded that lie by telling her that Dad had seen me coming out of her hotel room, fastening my trouser zipper, and put two and two together. Suzi begged me not to let him at her again. I promised that from now on it would just be me and her. It was then that I realised that I still had a raging hardon. I asked how she felt. Suzi said her throat was sore. I undid my zipper, pulled out my penis and showed it to her.

'Don't worry, Princess. I've got something here that will make that better. Open wide for Daddy, there's a good girl.'