A young woman, Tammy, turns 18 and joins her extended family's incestuous life just in time for the Christmas gathering.
INTRODUCTION
Advent is a time of waiting and preparation for the celebration of Christmas for Christians around the world. Our family has treated it differently for years, though, and with just as much excitement and anticipation as the true believers. And now that Tammy, my only child, turned 18 years old just six months ago, our approach to this Advent season has heightened anticipation. But I am getting ahead of myself.
Just some background, first. I am Sue, 37 years old, married to Matt, 40 years old, and Tammy is our 18-year-old daughter. My mother and father, Nancy and Tony, 54 and 56, also had two sons, Steve, 42, and Bob, 41. Steve is divorced and has custody of his own sons, Jerry, 20, and Will, 21. Steve and his sons live on the West Coast.
Our family was different, but I didn't really understand how different until I turned 18 years old myself. I always thought I had the best of situations. When my older brothers turned 18, my dad or brothers were forever taking me to a movie, a fun dinner, an arcade, or whatever I happened to think would be fun. It was always just one of them, though.
On my own eighteenth birthday, my parents went all out by throwing a wonderful party for my girlfriends and me. It was the best ever. The next night was a Friday and would be our private celebration. I was surprised when the boys had something else to do. They had some great gifts for me, though, and they were older. That night, we went to a very nice restaurant, and I was dressed to the nines with a great assist from mom. I wore a new backless dress that came to mid-thigh, 3-inch heels, and my first pair of stockings. Not pantyhose, but stockings. Dad treated me like he did Mom. I felt like the new woman they insisted I now was.
When we got home, the boys were still missing. We had wine and presents. There was one wrapped present remaining when I spotted the look on mom’s face that told me she had something serious to say. I had glanced at Dad, but he was deferring to Mom.
“Honey,” mom started tentatively, “turning 18 is a big moment. Society says you are a woman. You can vote, sign contracts, drink in our home, and have sex.” She looked at me in that way she did. “I’m not going to ask, but I think you are already sexually active.”
I looked at her and Dad. The evening was so wonderful I didn't want to ruin it, even to myself, by denying what was true, so I admitted that I was, but not much. Mom just nodded. Undoubtedly, that's why she had me on birth control. Wow, I thought, I hadn't expected her to be so calm about it. But then I found out why.
“Our family has a secret,” she started, “and you can be a part of it now or not. No pressure. No judgment.” She watched me for a moment, glanced at Dad, took a breath, and continued. “I have sex with our family.”
For a moment, maybe a long moment, that comment hung in the air waiting for me to catch up to it.
“With the family … you mean not just Dad?” I looked over at Dad, who was watching me carefully. “You mean with Steve and Bob, too?” I looked from one to the other. They both appeared neutral. They were merely stating what happened.
Mom responded, “Yes, dear. I have sex with all the men of the family. It was the way I was raised, and your father accepted it. When your grandparents were alive, I had sex with them, too.” I looked at Dad, and he just gave a simple nod. “You are at the age our society says you can make these decisions. Before you say, yes, incest is against society norms. That’s why it is a secret.” She watched me closely. I thought she was worried I might freak. “There is no pressure. Totally up to you, if you want to join in or not.”
“Join in,” I repeated in a mumble, and looked at my dad. He was watching me closely, too. I knew my mom was an only child. “So you had … sex with your dad, too?”
Mom nodded. I looked at Dad. Dad accepted it, so she naturally continued after they were married. She was correct, of course, about being sexually active, though the couple of experiences were awkward and rushed. It hadn’t been everything you always hear about. But I did like the feeling.
“You can think about it, honey,” Dad offered. “If you want to talk more, let us know.”
“One more gift,” Mom pointed out.
I tore the wrapping off and opened the box, moved the tissue covering inside, and gasped. I looked at them both with a huge smile. I lifted the garment out of the box and held it up. A very sheer baby-doll negligee with equally sheer thong.
“Trust me,” Mom added, “even if you don’t participate with us, it is nice to sleep in something sexy sometimes.”
I nearly jumped off the sofa. "I want to put it on," I gasped as I grabbed Mom's hand. She gave me a puzzled look, and on the way to my bedroom, she asked if I was going to bed. "I don't know. I want to talk."
In my bedroom, I closed the door and began undressing. “I said no pressure, honey, and I meant it, but … your father just loves watching me undress, especially when I have sexy clothes on.” I pushed my panties down, sat on the edge of the bed, and removed the stockings.
“God, you are beautiful, Sue,” she gasped.
I smiled at her shyly. My mind was a whirl. I knew what I wanted to do. My dad, though. I slipped the light, filmy, almost nothing thing on and tied the single tie below my breasts. I turned to the mirror on the closet door. The way the babe-doll parted, my blonde, sparse pussy hair was visible without the thong on. My nipples were clearly evident through the material. Virtually nothing was hidden. Mom came up behind me and put her hands on my shoulders, and joined me, gazing into the mirror.
“I want to do it, Mom. I want to join you with dad and the boys,” I uttered as I looked at mom in the reflection of the mirror.
“Don’t you think you should think about it, honey? This has to be a shock.”
“Mom,” I said as I turned around to face her, “it’s been years since I was a clueless kid just happy to be out with dad or one of the boys. You don’t think I started wondering what was going on?” She looked into my eyes. “Remember that night I said I was staying at Shirley’s? I came back to get something I forgot. Well, that’s what I told her. I saw you guys through the window. God, Mom, Bob was in your pussy, Dad was in your asshole, and Steve was in your mouth. I’ve been on pins and needles coming up to this night.”
Mom had laughed and hugged me. “Horny must be in our genes.”
I smiled. “Can you be there for my first time?” I asked.
“That’s what you want? Your dad will be gentle,” she replied.
“I trust that, but … yeah, I want it to be shared with you. I love you guys so much, Mom. It’s important to me to share this time.”
She took my hand and pulled me to their bedroom, where she stripped quickly and put on a matching negligee. She looked at me again, “Are you going to put the thong on?” I shook my head, no. She smiled and left hers in the dresser drawer, too. We stood for a moment looking at each other. She saw me looking at her bare pussy. “If you want, I’ll show you how I shave down there.” I smiled and nodded. But later.
We walked hand in hand back to the family room, both in sheer baby-doll negligees without the matching thongs. Dad looked up and gasped, a huge smile forming over his face. We stopped in front of him, where he sat on the couch.
“Will you make love to me, Daddy?" I asked nervously. Nervous wasn't scared, but wanted to please him so much and to experience real loving. The guys I had experimented with hadn't been with that intentional attitude and desire to please. "I asked Mom to help me." He looked up to Mom and smiled.
He held out his arms to me, and I settled across his lap. My heart was racing. It felt like I might explode as I sat on him, his arm around me, and he tenderly turned my face to his with the other hand. “I love you, honey. You can stop at any time.” I nodded. No way would I want it to ever stop. I already knew that.
He kissed me tenderly on the lips. He looked me in the eyes as the kiss ended. I leaned into him, and we kissed again. I felt the couch sag as Mom sat next to us, her hand caressing my shoulder and back. I was almost naked on his lap, and Mom was the same next to us. And Daddy was going to fuck me.
He was smooth and gentle, but it moved along quickly as they recognized my desire and comfort. I felt his hand tug the tie in front, and I gasped into his mouth as his hand parted the negligee and cupped a breast. He caressed my breast as we kissed while Mom caressed my shoulders and back. I was so aroused. I had never felt close to this with the nervous and awkward boys. I kissed Dad harder, and his hand parted my knees. I moaned into his mouth. He only parted my knees! But then his hand moved up my leg on the inside. I dropped a leg off his lap as I moaned deeper with each inch closer his fingers moved. I had opened my legs to him. I felt him harden underneath me. His fingers were now inches from my pussy that had to be drooling with need.
With his lips barely touching mine, “Are you sure, honey?” he asked with his own desire obvious in his voice.
I just nodded and kissed him hard again. “OH … Goddddd …” I gasped when his finger tips finally stroked over my pussy lips. “Yes, please … oooooooo … yessssss,” I gasped into his mouth.
A finger slipped past my lips and found my hole. It sank inside, and I moaned deeply. The kiss broke, and I sagged back. I found myself lying back across Mom’s lap. Dad was finger fucking my pussy with one and then two fingers while mom fondled my breasts and teased my nipples.
“I want …” I tried gasping my need.
“Just relax,” Mom interrupted, “just let it happen.” She bent over and kissed me fully on the lips as Dad had done. Oh God! My mom was kissing me and fondling me while Dad was fingering my pussy and clit. “Let it come out, sweetie. Feel it.”
I exploded on their laps. Dad had three fingers inside me, and Mom was sucking and chewing on a nipple. My body shook as I cried out, “OH GOD! OH FUCK … OHHHHHH YEESSSSSSS!”
They eased me down slowly with Dad gently stroking my leaking pussy while Mom licked my nipple and kissed me.
I looked up at them, “Oh my God, you guys.” I sat up and hugged each of them. Then, “I feel a need underneath me. I want to take care of it. Tell me the right way. Not just a fuck, but the right way to please a man.” They both smiled and hugged me at the same time.
Mom guided me through it. I shrugged off the negligee and knelt before Dad. As I worked to get him out of his slacks, Mom helped him remove his shirt. I just stared at his cock after removing his underwear. A man's cock. It was bigger, thicker, and longer. Mom broke me from the trance. She was beside me on her knees and guided me with words. I was soon licking, stroking, and sucking Dad's cock. It had been hard when I exposed it, but I was learning how to love a cock. Mom uttered things. Guys love to have their cock sucked. They love to climax while being sucked and to have their cum swallowed. Not that night, though, she said.
She pulled me back from dad’s cock, and led me to their bedroom. She tugged the covers down and encouraged me onto the bed on my back. Daddy stood next to Mom, who had shrugged off her own negligee, both naked.
He crawled onto the bed and opened my legs further. He moved between my legs, and Mom came alongside me, kissing me again on the mouth and fondling my breasts. I gasped into Mom’s mouth as I felt Dad’s cock part my pussy and ease slowly just inside. He felt so big, so thick. I gasped and moaned as he eased his cock deeper and deeper until our bodies touched.
My first fuck by Dad was magnificent!
FAST FORWARD 19 YEARS
When Matt and I became serious about each other, I had been fucking dad, Steve, and Bob regularly since that night, and enjoyed girl-girl times with mom. I was thoroughly sexual and loved our family dynamics. So, when it came to Matt and me being serious, I wanted him to know about our family and that I had no intention of changing what we were doing. He was surprised, of course, but he was immediately supportive, too. He thought my mom was hot, and she was.
In the meantime, Steve had gone to the West Coast for a good job, got married, and soon had a daughter and two boys. He had never said anything to his wife about the family, but he continued to slyly indulge when he got the chance. When his wife found out, she demanded he stop. When she caught him again, they divorced. She took the girl, and she saddled him with the boys.
Bob moved to a neighboring state for a job and never married. On any kind of regular family activity, that left mom and dad. For years, the family just cruised along comfortably, with our activity basically restricted to mom and dad sharing with Matt and me. Bob would visit for a weekend periodically, which was a great addition. We saw Steve and his boys far less often, and generally once a year, if that.
With Steve’s boys and our Tammy, we were back to carefully orchestrating times for our sharing. Mostly, it was managing Tammy so Mom and I could indulge our desires. That usually meant Matt took Tammy out while Mom and I enjoyed Dad, or I took Tammy out while Matt and Dad double-teamed Mom.
When Steve’s boys turned 18, Mom pushed Steve. Was he going to introduce the boys to the family activity? He did, and the boys were eager to be included.
Up to that point, Mom had always tried to get the family together, and Christmas became the time when it was most manageable. That was also when Mom devised the idea of the family Advent season. Christmas, even before Steve’s boys were included, doubled the men available for Mom and me. When the boys were added, there were suddenly six men for us to share.
With Steve’s boys, Jerry and Will, included, Mom came up with her idea and shared it over pizza one night while Tammy was at a sleepover. We weren’t religious. Not in any way. But the world recognized Advent. Advertisements and TV referred to it. Her idea had the four of us extra horny, which was saying something as we sat at the kitchen table of their home with everyone naked after already having exchanged partners for a welcoming fuck.
Mom suggested that she and I be fucked at least double what was normal. She was concerned about the sudden inclusion of four more cocks, even if managed discreetly, because of Tammy. I had laughed at the time, and they all had looked at me. I explained: Matt and I fucked at least three times a week, already. Mom had just smiled as she glanced at my dad. For a month before Christmas, Mom and I prepared for the family getting together by being fucked a lot more.
For a couple of years, that was what happened. Discreetly around Tammy. Of course, the gathering at Christmas was also very discreet because of Tammy, and that meant restrictions for everyone.
So, when Tammy turned 18, Matt and I struggled to contain our eagerness to approach her the way I had been 19 years before. That was the exact way we approached it, but the age of the internet had Tammy way ahead of where I had been.
Tammy was a beautiful young woman. She had long blonde hair that she frequently had in a ponytail because she was so physically active, which kept her body firm and toned.
When it came time for THE DISCUSSION, we were shocked. She only gave us a sly smile.
“You don’t seem at all shocked,” I said to her while trying to figure out the sly smile. Then, I remembered back 19 years to my own discussion with my mom. “You knew all along? Did you see some of us together?”
She nodded and looked at both Matt and me with a growing smile. “I saw you guys several times. The first was truly an accident. The first time, I came back from Joni’s sleepover for my cell phone. After that, I made a point of having to go home for something when I was supposed to be away at a friend’s.” Matt and I were laughing at ourselves. “When I saw you, Mom, naked with the cousins, I knew what the family was about and couldn’t wait for my 18th birthday to come. I’ve been getting ready for this moment ever since.”
“What do you mean by getting ready?” Matt asked suspiciously.
She laughed and shook her head. “No, not actively getting ready. The internet. I’ve read porn stories and watched porn. No,” she repeated as she stood and looked at both of us sitting on the sofa, “I was saving myself for you, Dad.”
She started unbuttoning her blouse. I was too stunned by the twist in what was happening. We had this all planned to be gentle, and she was way ahead of us.
“No wait,” I blurted out. She looked at me, disappointed, her fingers on the third button, and her new lace bra just peeking out from her partially opened blouse. I stood quickly and hugged her. “Sorry, honey,” I quickly said, “but we had this all planned out the way your grandma and grandpa did it for me.” I reached over for the unopened package.
“What do you mean?” she questioned.
“Open it, and you’ll know,” I assured her.
She sat back down between us and tore into the package. She gasped and smiled widely as she held up the exact duplicate baby-doll negligee I had been given. She held it tightly to her as she turned to hug me, then hug her dad extra tight. I grabbed her hand and stood her up. I turned to Matt, “We’ll be back.”
“You better be,” he exclaimed, “I haven’t been this hard since that first time I found out I was going to fuck your mom.”
Tammy gasped at that and quickly followed me to our master bedroom. I took her in my arms without closing the door. No more modesty in this house unless guests (non-family guests) are here.
“Are you really good with this?” I had to assure myself of how she was feeling.
“God, yes, Mom,” she exclaimed back. “Isn’t it natural for a girl to fantasize about her dad? But knowing what this family does just heightens that fantasy to a desire to be real. It’s okay that I want to fuck Daddy, isn’t it? I mean, okay with you?”
I smiled as I gazed into her eyes. I nodded, then held her beautiful face in my hands and lightly kissed her on the lips. She was surprised when I pulled back with our lips just inches apart. She searched my face, as I did hers. I wanted her like a mother shouldn’t want her daughter. I wanted to pleasure her, and for her to want to pleasure me. She put her hand around my neck and pulled me into a much deeper kiss.
“You, too?” she gasped with a new realization.
I smiled and gave her another quick kiss on the lips. “And Nana, Papa, your uncles, and cousins, if you want. All in time, of course. If this is what you want, we’ll take it a step at a time.” With another kiss, “Now, get undressed.”
Her smile was so wide it gave the impression of ear-to-ear. I turned for my closet and came out with my own matching baby doll. Tammy was unhooking her bra, and I stopped to watch. She hesitated at seeing me watching, but continued with a smile that was somewhat more shy. I quickly began undressing, too.
She had her negligee on and tied, and she reached for the matching thong. “No thong,” I said. She looked up. “It wouldn’t be on you more than a moment, anyway.” She smiled again.
I quizzed her as we stood gazing at ourselves in the floor-length mirror. The negligees hid nothing. Our nipples showed through the sheer fabric, and the gown parted to expose our pussies. She confessed that she had never really been fucked by a guy but had experimented with a cucumber and her fingers. No hymen to worry about, then. She was too anxious for much foreplay. I knew Matt was very anxious, too.
We walked back to the family room and stood side by side in front of Matt. He gaped at us. “God, you two … honey, you are a younger version of your mom.” I smiled at that, too.
Tammy looked at me, and I nodded. She wanted to get right to it, and one look at my husband told me he was way past ready. She leaned over his knees to kiss him. He reached into her sagging gown and cupped a breast. I could see his hands shake as he touched his daughter like that for the first time. They both gasped, but she quickly backed away and knelt between his knees to work his belt and slacks open. I assisted with his shirt as he pried off his shoes.
“Oh my God,” Tammy exclaimed at seeing her father’s rigid cock for the first time. She grasped it. “It’s bigger than I thought,” she muttered as she leaned forward to kiss the head. It jerked in her hand as her lips touched it, too. She looked up at me, “I want to learn the right way to suck cock,” she blurted out as if it were about cooking. “Not now, though.” She turned her gaze on her father. “I want you to fuck your daughter, Daddy.”
He pulled her up so she was straddling him. “You can practice sucking all you want, sweetie,” he uttered as she settled her pussy over his hard cock.
“Raise up your hips, honey,” I instructed. She did without question. I leaned over, grasped Matt’s cock, and raised it to align with her obviously wet pussy. “Slowly sit back down,” I instructed next. I adjusted his cock head slightly as her pussy lowered.
“Oh God … Oh God … Oh God …” she exclaimed as her father’s cock touched her pussy, parted the lips, and finally opened her hole. “OH … FUCK,” she gasped as she settled slightly more over his cock.
“Use whatever words you want, honey,” I assured her. “Tell us how it feels.”
“Oh fuck,” she gasped, “I’m … fucking … my daddy. Oh fuck … yessssss.”
“Raise up and back down, honey. Take it deeper and deeper,” I continued my instruction.
She began doing it, rising and going back down. She never stopped moaning and gasping and murmuring. Then, “OH … GOD … TOOOOOO SOOON … NOOOOOO … I’m sorry … Daddy …” she gasped as she erupted in orgasm.
Matt held her tight and started thrusting his cock into her as she quaked in her first orgasm. “Don’t worry, sweetie,” he assured her. “We’re not done.”
He shifted forward on the couch, shifted her weight on him, and stood with his cock still buried inside her.
“Oh, Tammy, I love when he does that to me,” I muttered.
She held on tightly, her arms around his neck and legs locked around his waist. She kissed him hard. “I wanted you to cum, too, Daddy.”
“I will,” he responded as he walked her to our bedroom, each step, I knew, jolting his cock into her pussy. “And … so will you.”
“Oh my God … this is so … much better than … I ever imagined,” she gasped with each of his steps.
I rushed around them in the hallway and into the bedroom. When he brought her to the bed, I had stripped the covers to the foot of the bed, ready for them. I loved the strength of my husband. He knelt onto the king-sized bed and crawled on his knees to the center and leaned them both over, falling the last foot or so. He remained inside her pussy, and that last drop brought an aroused moan from Tammy.
“Oh God, Daddy …” she gasped, “please cum. I want … to feel your … cum, too.”
I watched as I settled next to her, as he leaned over our sweet daughter and drove his hard cock powerfully into her. He fucked her hard and deep. Her firm breasts bounced on her chest. I added my own lips and fingers to arouse her further, kissing her mouth, neck, and nipples. I slid a hand between their bodies to stroke her engorged clit and around his cock, driving into her.
“Cum with me, Daddy!” she called out. “Oh God, please … cum with me!”
I felt her orgasm shaking her body, and I felt her father’s climax in the pulsing of his cock. He collapsed on top of her, and I hugged and kissed both of them.
* * * *
Two weeks later, and whatever concerns Matt or I might have had about Tammy’s acceptance of what was happening in our family were long gone. True to her word, Tammy ‘practiced’ sucking cock on Matt, and the three of us enjoyed each other freely. I introduced Tammy to eating pussy, and it quickly became common for the other to suck the cum out of the pussy just fucked by Matt. The sex life we thought we had of two or three times a week was suddenly increased by the participation of Tammy.
Then, she asked to take the next step in the family. We all sat around the kitchen table after a casual dinner of pizza as Tammy took her phone out of her pocket. She turned the sound up higher and held it a few inches from her ear after connecting to a contact number. When the call was answered:
“Hi, Sweetie,” came the excited female voice on the other end.
“Hi, Nana,” Tammy responded with a wide smile on her face.
“How was your birthday party, dear?”
“Oh, it was wonderful. Amazing, really. Ughm … Nana … will you and Papa be home tonight?”
“Yes, dear. We have no plans. Is something up?” my mother asked innocently.
“I hope so,” Tammy replied teasingly before saying she’d be there soon.
“You hope so?” I teased with a laugh.
“Don’t give the poor man a heart attack,” Matt added. “Have you decided how you are going to tell them?”
She smiled, “I have an idea.”
She pushed her chair back and rushed to her room. Moments later, she returned wearing a light coat cinched tightly at the waist. The coat covered nearly to her knees, and she had clearly changed from the jeans she had been wearing. I held my car keys out to her as she rushed out the mudroom door to the garage.
Matt came up behind me as the door slammed shut, and we heard the garage door opening. He slid his hands up my front and cupped my breasts through my clothes. “I wonder what she was wearing under that coat,” he muttered as he pulled me tight and kissed my shoulder.
I turned in his arms and kissed him hard. I was going to have a couple of hours to fuck Matt all by myself. I chuckled, “I wonder if she had anything on underneath.”
* * * *
It took 25 minutes to drive to her grandparents' house on highway, city, and residential streets. And the drive was very exciting for her. She was naked underneath the coat she wore, and every time her foot moved from accelerator to brake, the bottom of the coat opened a little more. She knew nothing important was showing but a lot of thigh. Still, she thought, it was exciting.
She pulled into the driveway of her grandparents' home and parked in front of the garage. She got out, clicked the fob to lock the doors, and marched determinedly to the front door. She rang the doorbell and almost couldn’t stop fidgeting with nervous excitement. This was a big next step, and it had been her idea. Her mom and dad had appropriately questioned her, but it was the family way. They just wanted to be sure she was ready for her own reasons and not because of some feeling of obligation.
They had reinforced from the start: sex was ALWAYS consensual.
When her grandmother answered the door, Tammy was immediately pulled into an all-consuming embrace and pulled into the house as her grandfather came up to embrace her next.
“A coat,” he muttered, “the weather guys get the forecast wrong again?” And, he laughed.
Tammy didn’t respond except to open the tie of the coat and slowly open it to reveal her nakedness underneath. “You asked about my birthday,” she said with a big smile.
Her Nana’s hands flew to her open mouth, “It happened!”
Tammy nodded her head and turned her attention to her Papa, “Will you be my second, Papa?” She slid the coat from her shoulders to drop to the floor.
“Oh my God,” he uttered as he took in his naked granddaughter. “Remember how Sue looked all those years ago?” Obviously, he was uttering that to her Nana. “You look so much like your mother, sweetie.”
With no hesitation, Tammy walked past them in the foyer and went directly to their bedroom. They were almost in shock as they followed behind her, swaying, naked butt. She and her grandmother undressed him. Tammy grasped his thickening cock and dropped to her knees, quickly taking it into her mouth and sucking.
“Oh God,” he gasped, “I can see … your mother … has wasted no time … teaching you.”
“Come on, old man,” she heard her Nana urge, “fuck her so I can suck the cum out of her pussy.”
Tammy slid onto the bed and spread her knees wide. “Oooooooo … yesssss,” she sighed as her Papa’s cock eased between her pussy lips and inside her wet hole. She turned her head to her Nana, “You like … to eat cum … from pussy, too?” she gasped.
She smiled and gave her a light kiss on the lips, “Your mother and I made it a habit. You, too?”
Tammy nodded and groaned as her Papa thrust deeply into her pussy.
* * * *
The long Labor Day weekend brought my brother Bob from the neighboring state for a visit. He had never been married. He traveled a lot for work, and when he wasn’t, his time was filled with working out, fishing, biking, and hiking. He was enjoying his time to the fullest, but family was still important.
Nothing was specifically discussed about Bob’s visit. He would be staying with my mom and dad, as always. They had the room, and we tended to gather there when he was in town. Despite knowing her uncle very well, Tammy was asking more questions about him. Matt and I knew what she was thinking.
We were all gathered outside on the patio in the back of my parents’ house. Bob had quizzed Tammy about her life, friends, activities, and school. Then, we settled back into relaxed and comfortable chatter. That was when Tammy just disappeared. I wasn’t concerned. I was more interested. I glanced at Matt, who was smiling at me. We both had our suspicions, which proved valid soon.
“Uncle Bob, could you come here for a minute?” came Tammy’s voice from inside the sliding doors.
Bob looked over his shoulder at the house, then looked at Matt and me. We innocently shrugged. I glanced at mom and dad, who were suppressing smiles. Bob rose and stepped into the house.
“Holy shit!” he exclaimed. We all nodded to each other as we released our giggles and chuckles.
It was at least an hour later before they returned.
* * * *
Tammy stood in the family waiting for her uncle. Her clothes were discarded on her Papa’s favorite easy chair.
“Holy shit,” he exclaimed at seeing his only niece standing naked … and so beautiful. He stepped closer, still looking over her nakedness. “You … has anyone mentioned how much you look like your mom?”
She giggled, “It seems to be a common reaction.” She stepped up to him, her breasts pressing into his t-shirt-covered chest. “I turned 18, Uncle Bob. I want to follow the same path Nana and my mom are on.”
“Damn,” he uttered as his hands held her bare shoulders and moved to hold her face as he leaned in to kiss her on the mouth. Her arms went around his neck, and they embraced tightly, his hands freely stroking and caressing over her naked back and butt. She pressed her hips into his and felt his cock responding inside his jeans. He grasped her bare butt and pulled her even tighter against himself.
She gasped into his mouth as she ground herself into his cock and held her uncle tighter as they kissed. She turned him and backed him against the couch, and she nudged him to sit on it. She immediately began loosening his jeans as he pulled his t-shirt up and over his head. He raised his hips as she tugged his jeans down, and he pried his shoes off. She finished tugging the jeans off and knelt between his open knees.
She sat back on her heels with a mischievous smile. “Sorry, Uncle Bob, Mom said sex was always consensual. I should have asked you first.” He laughed. “Can I suck your cock before we fuck?”
“You can do anything you want to me with that sweet body, Tammy. And, I really want to fuck you, too.”
She giggled and grasped his hard cock. She licked it and sucked. She had been practicing on both her dad and Papa. By the sounds her uncle was releasing, she figured she was getting pretty good at sucking cock.
He finally pressed her mouth off his cock, though. “I don’t want my first climax with you to be in your mouth, Tammy.”
She smiled, pleased by the response to her efforts with him. She straddled his body on the couch and reached for his cock, holding it up and blindly seeking her wet hole. She gasped at feeling his cock open her hole. He moaned, “Oh fuck, I am so happy you decided to join our perversion. Oh yes … your pussy … is so wet and tight.”
She pressed down slowly, taking his cock deeper and deeper. When she was sitting on his thighs, she kissed him hard again. “I love the feel of your cock inside me,” she uttered.
He chuckled, “I think, dear, you … hmmmmm … are just like … your mother and … grandmother. You love cock and your … family is the way … to get it.”
“Oh fuck, yessssss,” she gasped back to him. “With you guys … it’s safe, and I know … you all love me, too.”
She began bouncing on his cock, and the sounds of their fucking became louder and louder. Neither of them noticed the others peeking in through the open door. Neither of them would have cared, either.
He eventually rolled her to the side and out from underneath her. He repositioned her on her knees, leaning on the back of the couch as he thrust his cock back into her gaping pussy. He controlled the pace now. He fucked her and leaned over her back to fondle a nipple and stroke her clit. She quickly orgasmed, crying out in joy as he continued plowing into her quaking, spasming pussy.
When his climax came, “Oh God … yeeeessssss … I can feel … your cum … filling me. OH FUCK!” she exclaimed.
They collapsed on the couch, tightly hugging and softly stroking each other. He fondled her breasts as she lightly caressed his slick cock as it slowly softened. She cuddled into her uncle, happy in the thought that each of the men fucked in something of a unique way. She loved everything about it. She loved her family so much, and enjoying sex with them was a huge bonus.
* * * *
A few weeks after Bob fucked Tammy, too, she and I had a real discussion. She thought it was amusing that the family called the time leading up to the family gathering for Christmas as Advent until I explained it to her. Especially for her, and especially this year with Tammy joining the activities.
“But, Mom,” she said, trying to minimize what was going to happen, “it’s just fucking, right?”
I shook my head. Matt made himself scarce for this talk. Tammy and I were on our bed, both of us naked, and using vibrators on each other. It was after a first orgasm that the talk got serious.
“Just fucking,” I repeated, “yes, but it isn’t just fucking when there are six cocks and only three pussies, and all those cocks are now free to use the pussies at will because there is no sneaking around because of younger family members. It’s fucking, yes, but it will be intense fucking, honey.”
“You and Nana, too?”
“Yes. Neither your grandmother nor I has experienced this before, either. In the past, we’ve had to sneak around you and your cousins to fuck. This year, everyone realizes it will be different. That’s why your Nana and I decided to rent an Airbnb house with enough room for all of us to be under one roof for the week.”
“You mean … a week of fucking? The guys will be able to use us when they want?” she asked in kind of awe of what I was saying.
“We all have to agree, but, yes, that would be what it could be like. Do you have a problem with that? Does that sound like too much?”
She shook her head in thought, and I appreciated that she really was taking it seriously. “If you and Nana are going to, I will, too.”
I kissed her erect nipple and gently stroked over her orgasm slick pussy lips. “How do you think it's going to work? I mean … you know …” she asked.
I broke into her pondering, “To be honest, it will be all new to us.” I giggled, “It just might be that the three of us will be naked the entire time.” I watched her closely as I toyed with her pussy. “Any thoughts?”
She thought for a moment, then, “Yeah, it sounds pretty exciting. I mean … sharing six cocks with my mom and Nana … that’s pretty something, right?”
“Right,” I repeated. “It feels pretty exciting to me, too.” I nibbled on her nipple and slipped a finger into her pussy. She sighed. Damn, she was so sexual. She was up for anything. “Remember how I said the real Advent is about waiting and preparation?” She nodded as she reached down to stroke my own pussy. “The same for us. Especially you. Not just how much fucking you’ll experience, but … how do you feel about anal?”
Her finger stopped moving on my pussy as she jerked her head up to look directly at me. “Anal … you mean … like getting fucked up the ass?” I nodded. “You and Nana?” I nodded again.
She thought for a moment. I didn’t apply any additional stimulation. I didn’t want her to be distracted by that. Finally, she shrugged, “If you and Nana do it … okay.”
I smiled and went to my dresser for a smaller vibrator I rarely thought about anymore. I applied a healthy amount of lubrication to it and brought it back to her. I told her to pull her knees to her boobs.
“Kinda obscene position, huh?” she mumbled.
I smiled and leaned over to kiss and lick her very exposed pussy. I place the vibrating shaft at her puckered hole, and she gasped. I let it vibrate there for a moment before pressing just enough to start opening her tight hole. I went very slowly, letting the vibration add stimulation as the tip of the vibrator began inching into her hole and through her sphincter.
I heard the garage door opening and knew Matt had returned. “Ready to try the real thing?” She nodded as she gasped at the new sensations. “Go down and get your dad up here.”
* * * *
She rushed out of the bedroom, still stark naked, and still feeling the effects of the vibrator in her asshole. She came rushing around the corner to the kitchen, where the entrance from the garage was, and nearly ran into Matt.
“Whoa … what’s the rush, and why are you naked? I am definitely not complaining. I love to see a pair of breasts bouncing toward me,” he said with a chuckle.
She didn’t immediately reply but took his hand and tugged. He gave in and followed, but had to comment. “Where are you taking me in such a rush?”
“You need to fuck my ass.”
That stopped him and left her leaning to pull him along. “What did you say?”
“Advent, Dad!”
Matt shook his head. What the hell did religion have to do with anything in his household? “Advent?”
“Mom said Advent is a time for waiting and preparation, but that our family looks at it a lot differently. And for my first Christmas with everyone, I need to be prepared.”
“Okay …” he replied dumbly.
She stopped tugging and put her hands on her hips, confronting him. He thought that was so cute. His daughter was standing naked, proud, firm breasts jutting out toward him, and her tight, youthful body, her face giving him those rolling eyes and an exasperated look.
“Daddy … six cocks and three pussies." That was supposed to clarify it? Then it did. His wife and mother-in-law are pulling double penetrations to take care of as many of the guys as possible. "Why didn't you say so?"
She rolled her eyes again. He guessed he deserved that.
* * * *
When they entered the room, I had to smart off, “That took a while. Did you have trouble with him, honey?”
“Yes,” she exclaimed with exaggerated emotion. “He’s supposedly a hotshot in business, but sometimes I wonder.”
I laughed, much to Matt’s embarrassment. I added to it, though. “You have to remember something about men, dear. They have two heads, but when they are faced with an attractive and naked woman, the biggest one goes dormant.”
“Ha ha,” he responded. “And you want my help?”
As Tammy crawled onto the bed, she spoke over her shoulder, “Yeah, like you’re not going to want to fuck my ass?” Matt was a smart man; he knew when he was outnumbered. She knelt on the bed and turned to face her father as he took off his clothes. When he dropped his slacks, it was clear he wouldn’t need any assistance in getting hard.
“How do we do this, Daddy?" she asked so innocently as she waited naked while he became naked to introduce her to anal sex. "What position do you want me?"
Matt stepped to me, pinched an erect nipple as he pulled me into him with the other, and we kissed. He whispered, “I think the women on your side of the family pass a sex gene.”
I smiled as I returned the kiss and stroked his hard cock. The same thing had occurred to me several times. I wondered what my grandmother … and great-grandmother … had been like.
“Hands and knees, sweetie, with your butt facing me,” he directed. I handed him the lubrication. As I applied a generous amount to his cock, he spread more over her asshole and pushed some inside with a finger. “It can hurt some until your asshole gets used to it.”
“Mom explained it, Daddy. I know you’ll be gentle, so I want you to do it. I want to be ready for the others at Christmas,” she explained.
He spread her ass cheeks and positioned his cock at her tightly closed hole. He pressed with nothing happening. I lay next to her and added some direction. I saw her mouth open, and she moaned deeply. He was in, maybe just in, but in. He didn’t move for a minute and let her indicate when she was ready. Before long, Matt was thrusting his cock into her ass, both of them moaning and grunting. I wiggled underneath her to use my mouth on her clit and pussy. Her orgasm was joined by her father’s climax.
Matt rolled to the side, and he spooned Tammy against him, his cock still embedded in her ass. He fondled her breasts, and I lightly stroked her pussy and kissed her.
“I think … I’ll need … some more practice … to be … ready,” she gasped.
Matt laughed and pinched a nipple, “Not a problem, sweetie. I’m pretty sure your Papa would be interested in giving an assist, too.”
I leaned over Tammy and gave him a kiss. “You men are so helpful,” I said with our lips touching. Tammy laughed and wiggled her butt on his cock.
* * * *
We were gathered in the rented Airbnb waiting for Steve and his boys. Bob had gone to the airport to pick them up, and he had texted once that they were waiting for the luggage. When the next text came that they were leaving the highway and entering the area of the house, we gathered in the foyer. My dad and Matt stood behind us. We heard the car outside, and Tammy rushed to peek through the side window and returned.
When the door opened, “HOLY SHIT!”
Mom, Tammy, and I stood naked with bows around our necks. This was going to be the best Christmas ever.