What I Did for My Parents

"What's wrong sweetheart?"

"I don't know, I just can't think of a way to start the ball rolling!"

"I'm sorry, I don't understand, ball rolling?"

"You know, me and dad, sex?"

"Oh. Sarah, are you sure you still want to go through with this? you know you don't have to, neither me nor your dad would want you to do anything you weren't happy with."

"No, it's not that, I've thought about it a lot, and as long as both you and dad are both ok with it then so am I, I just don't know how to initiate it!"

"You sure?"

"Yes!"

"I could simply tell him , you know, just let him know what we talked about, I'm sure he'd accept that, knowing that we were both ok with it and everything."

Sarah thought about it for a few seconds, if she was going to do this then now was as good a time as any, she told her mum to go ahead and tell her dad "but would you wait until after dinner, let me get up to my room before you talk about it, and if he says no come and tell me?"

"Yes, ok I'll do that."

Sarah was sat on her bed with a book in her hand when there was a knock on the door. She could see through the polythene sheeting that served as the walls that it was her dad, not her mum as she'd been expecting.

Sitting on the end of her bed Sarah's father turned to her and looking a bit sheepish asked if she was ok?

"Your mum has been talking to me about what you and she were discussing over the past couple of days, she erm.. well, she's made certain suggestions . "

"I know!"

"You know what she's suggesting?"

"Of course, we could hardly discuss it with me not knowing could we?"

"And you're ok with it? I mean, you know, what your mum's suggesting isn't exactly the sort of thing that most fathers and daughters do, and I wouldn't want you to think that I would want you to do anything that ... "

"Dad! Shush, it's ok, really!"

John looked at his daughter, he'd never really thought about her in a sexual way before, not with any seriousness, but he had to admit that she was very alluring, she had a sweet innocence about her that definitely attracted him.

When he thought about it he realized that he'd been attracted for a while. Showering outside over the previous few years he'd seen her developing into a very pretty and reasonably well endowed young woman, a very attractive young woman, if she hadn't been his daughter... And now she was offering herself to him, he could barely believe she would do that.

But, could he actually go through with it himself, she was the apple of his eye, the little girl that used to come running to him when she grazed her knee, or cut her finger. Here she was now, a sexually mature adult, offering to sleep with him just to assuage his frustration. And the more he thought about it the more he realized that he shouldn't even feel any frustration, his wife was ill, why should sex even be a consideration under those circumstances?

John was honest enough with himself to know that despite the circumstances, he needed some sexual relief, and Elizabeth, and now Sarah knew that.

Both their openness and generosity moved him, he couldn't refuse such an offer, it would be churlish and ungrateful of him, not to say embarrassing for Sarah to have her offer refused.

"Sarah, I don't know what to say to you, I don't know how to express my gratitude except to say thank you. I'll go to my room now, if you're sure you want to do this I'll be in my room waiting. It's absolutely totally up to you, and there'll be no hard feelings if you change your mind and don't come."

He kissed her on her forehead and left.

It was going to be up to her then to make the final decision. Of course she knew it always was going to be her decision, but she had hoped for a bit firmer direction or at least more positive response.

Having sex with her father, having sex with her father! It kept on going through her head. Would she do it, could she do it, there was only one way to find out. But she needed some impetus, something to start the ball rolling, so she opened her computer and found her favorite erotic story site.

After a quarter of an hour's reading and starting to feel just a bit warm and damp between her legs she undressed and headed into her shower. Under other circumstances Sarah at this point would have sought out her vibrator, today she used first one then two fingers.

She pushed her fingers into herself, slowly at first but gathering speed and depth with every thrust. By the time she turned off the water she was panting. Grabbing a towel she dried herself in a perfunctory manner and then headed into her father's bedroom. Still toweling her hair she walked naked into the bedroom where her father was laid under the covers in a state of mild shock as he watched his naked daughter approach.

Throwing the towel to one side, Sarah grabbed the duvet and pulled it off the bed. John was laid naked, his penis quickly becoming hard and upright, his only movement that of his member, pulsing as he tried to maintain his breathing.

With no hesitation, Sarah climbed up onto the bed and swinging one leg over her father's, positioned herself over his beckoning cock. John and Sarah locked eyes on each other's as Sarah lowered herself down. There was just a slight hesitation as her father's cock first touched her inner lips, but then Sarah impaled herself, all the way down until she was sitting on her father's crotch, his cock deep up inside her.

Sarah began to sway, her body grinding down onto her father's erect penis. As Sarah rode her father his hands came up and cupped her gently swaying breasts. Sarah's breasts filled his hands, she took after her mother that way, she had full, beautiful breasts . She loved the feel of her father's hands as he squeezed her nipples.

What she loved even more was the feeling of his hard manhood, deep inside her body. This was so unlike using her vibrator, deeper, and softer, yet surprisingly hard, she finally appreciated why her mother made so much noise when having sex with her dad.

Sarah couldn't help herself as she too gave out a long loud moan. She barely registered the vague silhouette of her mother, the other side of the plastic sheeting wall.

Elizabeth smiled to herself as she crept back to her room, she had watched for only a minute as her daughter had rode her husband, it had taken a lot of courage on her part to ask this of her daughter, things could have gone badly wrong, but she knew now that she had made the right decision, she was happy.

Sarah, it has to be said, was even happier. Grinding herself down onto her father's beautifully fulfilling cock she was beyond caring if her mother watched her or not, and when John pulled her over to one side causing her to roll over she simply went with the motion.

Another slight change of position and Sarah was on her back. Her father between her legs was pumping deeply and steadily into her. She could barely breathe, her gasping breaths driving her father to deeper and deeper thrusts. Quite suddenly, John pulled out of her, and as Sarah moaned in protest he kissed his way down to her sensitive breasts and latched onto first her right, and then her left nipple.

As her father gave his attention to her breasts Sarah ground her pelvis up into his body. John moved downwards, and as he did so Sarah lifted her legs, up and open, bent at the knees, giving her father full and unobstructed access to her vagina. John took full advantage, licking his way around her puffy and now overly sensitive vulva. Sarah gasped as his tongue moved down and found the tight little entrance to her most private place. She had never experienced any form of anal stimulation before, not even from herself, but as John licked around her tight little puckered buttonhole she moaned out loud in pleasure. With one long slow movement John licked upwards, through her valley, pausing slightly at her very wet cave entrance and finally teasing her sensitive little nub.

John nibbled at his daughter's clitoris, causing her to writhe on the bed, her eyes almost popping from her face as she gasped for breath.

Sarah could feel her father enveloping her sex with his mouth, her back arched until he pushed her back down and she moaned, almost turning it into a scream as her whole body vibrated in electrical pleasure. Why hadn't she done this before? Why had she been standoffish with her boyfriends, why hadn't she done this with her father before now? But now was no time for regrets or recriminations, now was for enjoying every second and every little thing her father chose to do to her.

She knew, this was not going to be a onetime event, she wouldn't let it be, she couldn't let it be. Sarah had had orgasms in the past, brought on by her fingers or her vibrator, but nothing like the one that overtook her now. Her body was out of her control as she thrashed around, squirmed and squealed, as wave after wave of pure pleasure washed through her.

She was still gasping for her breath as her father moved up her body, positioned himself back between her shaking legs and slid himself back into her depths.

"Yes yes yes!" Sarah couldn't help but beg for more, this was nothing like she had ever experienced in the past, she was filled to the brim and then some as she felt her father's penis hitting her cervix, the pleasure was overwhelming as she had yet another very wet and incredibly intense orgasm.

Unbelievably the intensity increased as John burst inside her, his semen hitting her cervix and coating it in a wonderfully warm expression of love and lust. John's ejaculation seemed to just go on and on, shot after shot of sticky warmth. As each burst hit her insides Sarah gasped frantically for more, the feelings totally overwhelming her. Every pulse of her father's cock sent shockwaves through her body and as the pulses grew lesser in strength her body still reacted as before, she was dizzy with pleasure.

John gave a final grunt and slipping out of Sarah's now sopping vagina laid next to her on the bed. Sarah just lay there, getting her breath back and running the last ten minutes through her mind. That's all it had been, about ten minutes, but a lifetime for an eighteen year old girl who had just given her virginity to her father.

Suddenly aware that the combined fluids from herself and her father were starting to pour out of her Sarah cupped her hand over her vagina and getting up off the bed ran back to her own room and her shower.

"Sarah, sweetheart, are you alright?" It was her dad, he'd followed her to her room but stayed outside her bathroom. "I'm fine, it's just that there was going to be such a mess!"

Convinced that everything was ok John went back to his room, still he was concerned. After donning a bathrobe he went to his wife's room. Elizabeth assured him that it would be fine and sent him back to his own room in case Sarah needed to come talk to her.

Elizabeth needn't have worried, after a good hot shower Sarah was already in bed, her own bed. The last person she wanted to talk to at that moment was her mother, she had just fucked her father, and let him eat her. It was done, she had done it and now needed to come to terms with this new aspect of her life.

Should she be ashamed of what she had just done? Should she feel conflicted? She felt neither of those things, she felt happy and replete with herself, she felt sadness for her mother but also happiness that Elizabeth loved and trusted both her and John enough to suggest their actions in the first place.

All was fine, she slept easily and soundly.

The following morning was like nothing had happened. Sarah found both her parents in the kitchen, her mum looked better than she had for days, and her father was his old jovial self, cracking jokes and making comments on the weather, just like any other day. Sarah didn't know what she had expected, maybe some reference to her wellbeing, or her state of mind, but there was nothing. She didn't know how to take that, did she want to discuss what had happened?

Unknown to Sarah, John and Elizabeth had already fully discussed the previous evening and made the decision to play it down, to put Sarah at her ease. Elizabeth fully understood her daughter's feelings and probable nervousness, but she also recognized Sarah's strength of character and the love that all three of them shared.

John went out on a site visit later that day so Sarah took the opportunity to chat with her mother.

"I did it mum, I did what you asked with dad!"

"I know darling, and you'll never know how grateful both your dad and I am for what you did. Will you do it again?"

Sarah didn't hesitate, there was no point kidding herself or her mother.

"Yes, whenever dad wants me to."

Elizabeth smiled at her daughter.

"You know it's not just about when he wants it you know, you're a sexually mature young woman, there's nothing wrong with you taking the lead and deciding that you want to do it, you don't have to wait for your dad to suggest it!"

"Mum, are you really all right with all this?"

"Sarah sweetheart, I suggested this in the first place, if you decide to fuck your dad five times a day I couldn't be happier, I just want the two of you to be happy!"

They were happy, at least outwardly. Sarah and John had sex almost daily, and the sex just got better and better and more explicit and adventurous. As Elizabeth went through the chemotherapy her condition worsened, whether because of the cancer or the therapy wasn't clear. Both Sarah and David were more than aware that her condition was deteriorating, both started to feel conflicted about their relationship but Elizabeth insisted that she wanted them to continue, she even suggested some activities, including anal sex for both Sarah and John when she told Sarah how much her father loved anal and enjoyed being pegged.

Pegging: Sarah had never even heard of that term, at least not in relation to a sexual activity. When Elizabeth explained what she meant Sarah said she couldn't believe that her father would be into in something like that!

"Oh yes, he loves it, I think a lot of men do, when you see how much gear there is available in the sex shops they must do!"

looking very thoughtful Elizabeth had pulled an aluminum vanity case from the bottom of her wardrobe and opened it. It was full of sex toys, vibrators, dildos , butt plugs, and a harness. There were other things in there that made Sarah look twice, balls, gags, and even what looked like a pair of handcuffs. As she looked on in amazement her mother pulled out the harness and explained how it worked, the different sizes of dildo that fitted it and how to secure them.

Open mouthed Sarah listened as her mum explained.

"Your dad likes to use these on me sometimes, I can ride him and lean forwards and he uses one on me in my back passage, sort of double teaming me on his own, it's fun if you like that sort of thing! "

"Do you like it?"

"Yeah, there isn't much I don't like, we've tried most things, at least the things that only need the two of us!"

Elizabeth laughed, "we did talk about swinging at one time, or getting a third person to join us for fun and games, it never happened though."

"This seems a lot of messing about, getting this on and everything, takes ages, I'm surprised you're still in the mood after all that! "

Elizabeth smiled at her daughter, "that's one of the beauties of this. You are in control, you put it on and go to him when he's not particularly expecting it. You go to him, tell him to bend over and give him a good seeing to! He'll love it, the more dominant you are the better, combine it with the right language and he'll be cumming all over the place in minutes, it's a good workout for you as well!"

It took a week before Sarah plucked up the courage to do as Elizabeth had suggested. Wearing the pegging set she walked into John's bedroom and told him to "Bend over, it's payback time!"

With a little encouragement John bent over the end of the bed, his head resting on his arms and his legs spread wide.

Sarah positioned the heavily lubricated dildo at the entrance to his anus and pushed. At first it wouldn't go in, it took a while and a lot of repositioning before she sank the silicone cock into his bowels. His moans of pleasure grew as she increased the depth and speed of her hip movements and she couldn't help but notice that his own cock was getting harder and harder as she fucked him.

When John reached back and grasped his cock and started masturbating she increased her thrusts to a hard and even painful level, for both of them. With a grunt and then a long drawn out moan John came, all over the bed!

When he moaned for her to stop she pulled out, actually glad to do so, Elizabeth had been right, he'd loved it and it had been quite a workout for her.

The evening wasn't over yet though! As they both recovered their breath John told his panting daughter that it was now her turn!

Positioning her at the end of the bed in the place he had just vacated John unfastened the sliding buckles on either side of Sarah's hips and dropped the pegging harness to the floor. Stepping out of it, Sarah spread her legs, just in time for her father to thrust his still very hard member deep inside her soaking cunt. He fucked her, deep and hard, Sarah thought he was probably harder than ever before, and when she felt the lubricant being rubbed in and around her own anus she knew what to expect.

Sarah was positive that her mother heard her moans as her father pulled out of her pussy and slid fairly easily into her ass. This wasn't the first time that she'd engaged in anal sex with John, it had been hard and a bit painful the first time, but she had quickly grown used to it and now enjoyed the feeling of being so filled. She actually looked forward to using a dildo as her dad fucked her, having both holes filled, the thought helped kick off her huge orgasm as John pumped his cum deep inside her. She grasped the bed covers in both hands and moaned her orgasm into the duvet.

She stood there, face down on the bed, still stood with John behind her, slowly pumping in and out of her ass as he also tried to get his breathing under control. Sarah wondered, not for the first time, how he managed to keep going for so long, she knew that given a few minutes he would be ready for round three, as would she.

The stickiness on the duvet cover near her face didn't bother her, it wouldn't be the first time she'd had her father's cum on her face, or in her mouth. When she felt John's cock exit her anus with a 'pop's she allowed herself to fall forwards. John collapsed down on the bed next to her, "God Sarah, you are one very sexy girl!"

John didn't know it, but his daughter's activities with him had changed her, changed the way she thought, the way she thought of herself and the way she thought of him. Sarah was no longer having sex with her dad as a favor to her mother or to assuage his desires, she was having sex with her dad because she wanted to. She had quickly grown to enjoy the sex, no matter what form it took and when round three became a fuckathon with her on her back and being pounded by her father she cried out her pleasure with no inhibitions as her euphoria took complete control of her.

Sarah knew her mother was at her very lowest when she one day admitted how much she missed having sex herself and commented that she particularly missed the feeling of being covered in her husband's cum, and the taste of it in her mouth. Elizabeth had never said such a thing before, in fact she rarely talked about her own sex life at all, except in general terms and almost never referred to what Sarah and her father were doing, so Sarah knew that the end was probably close.

That evening the sex between John and Sarah took on a different dimension. Elizabeth had frequently stood outside the bedroom and watched her husband and daughter through the plastic sheeting, not for very long and not very clearly, but that evening John had started unbuttoning Sarah's blouse while all three of them were still in the living room. A little groping soon turned into sex and John fucked his very willing daughter right there on the sofa as his wife looked on in pleasure.