When I had married Therese, about 19 years ago, there had been a lot of agitation in my family. Indeed, Therese was a sculptural pitch blackness from Martinique, who had lived in France for some years. She was a breathtaking beauty : 1m80, breasts like bombshells, an ass a nonesuch would kill for, broad hips and a prissy petty belly. I still do not realize how she looked at a guy like me. The problem is that my parents were racist. My forefather had not dared to resist, but when my female parent learned that I was going to espouse Therese, and that she was pregnant, she had a very crimson chemical reaction, screamed ugly racist contumely, said she was going to disinherit me ( it was she who had all the money in her dyad with ). She was not very healthy, she had a heart attach the next calendar week and died a few hours later.

However, my father told me that my mother had left a will, which disinherited me completely, and he shown me a copy of it. But she had not had time to consume it registered by the notary public, and I was still legally her heir, unless somebody ( my father, for example ) went to the notary. With his usual cynicism, my father then offered me a perfectly disgusting contract. He would not picture the contract to the notary if my wife agreed to replace his. Very clearly, he wanted Therese to sleep with him. He despised her because of her skin color, but he wanted to jazz her ! I was fierce, and I left him without answering. However, when I spoke of his mental attitude to my married woman, Therese, although she was disgusted, told me that we could not afford to lose the heritage : We would lose the sign of the zodiac, and if I lost my mother 's workshop, I would be unemployed. And we could not open it, my married woman was pregnant, we were going to have huge expenses.

That 's how my wife ended up giving in to my father 's desires. From meter to time, even today, she receives a call from my Padre, and I know that she goes home to make making love. Once, he even gave me a CD on which he recorded her having sex with him. At maiden I was terrified to see her like that, naked, reluctantly offered to him, letting my forefather insult, caress, penetrate and cumming on her, but it ended up exciting me and from clock time to time, I watch the CD in secret before making sexual love to my wife, it makes me damn backbreaking !
Despite everything, I feel that even if she does not tattle about it, if she is as discreet as possible about what she does with my father, the situation weighs on my wife and my distich. I think that 's why she did not want to have other children. Yet, our two counterpart, Beatrice and Berenice, are a great root of joy. They have just turned 18, and they are beautiful as the day. Light skin, long curled hairsbreadth, backer faces, singular about everything, always smiling ... At that age, they are odd and they ask, from clock time to clip questions about son, about passion, especially Berenice, to which my wife tries to respond as best she can, without cynicism, despite a situation that weighs on her. Berenice is the most adventurous, the most queer, Beatrice is more in withdrawal but she does not miss anything of the account, she is interested despite her shyness. Béatrice and Bérénice are short women. Although my wife and I keep them as far away from the small as possible, My founder clearly saw them changing. A few weeks ago, while he was asking me for news of my daughters ( not of my married woman, he had just shagged her ), he added : `` Your girl are very cunning ... I would like to paint a picture you something ... ``. I knew perfectly well what my father was referring to. `` Dad, we have a contract, recollect, Thérèse regularly honors this contract ! ``

'' Well, quite rightly, I want to propose to you ... an amendment ! Your two little niggers, I want them ! Otherwise, do not block that I have your female parent 's will in my possession, I still can show it to a notary ! ``

Suddenly resigned, I understood that he continued to hold up me by the musket ball. I had no way to protect my little girls. My father even asked me to be his accomplice, he let me decide when he would deflower them. I could not trust my spike, but I had to obey.

Luck was with me ( rather with my forefather ). Two weeks later, my wife had to fare back to Martinique, her female parent was sick. She would delay there for at least a month. The summer breakage of the girls had just begun. So very quickly, I sent my daughters to my father 's. I explained to them that since I was working, it was their grandpa who would adopt care of them. They were surprised, because we hardly ever went to granddad 's, whereas we lived nearby, and because they had never spent their holiday at his home. To prevent them from asking too many questions, I gave them new apparel to put on, according to the instructions that my father gave me. They were all excited, and for good reason ! I had bought very aphrodisiac turnout, like the ones their mother refused to buy. When they came out of their room with these clothes, I was breathless ! My two little daughter had the consistency of two fiddling whores, and kept their angelic side ! A t-shirt tight, very décolleté, let come along the birth of their breasts that promised to go two middling apples. The jersey were unawares, I almost could see their navels ! And their seat ! They wore ultra-tight shorts, and had two lovely little shtup ! At every gradation they made, I almost could see the synodic month ! Spontaneously, they rushed towards me to snog me ( on the cheek, alas ! ) and, without afterthoughts, plated their piddling titties against me. It gave me a hard-on, and I was ashamed. Having a hard-on in straw man of such an sinless motion, when they were going to have such a hard time ... From then on I remained silent, while getting in the car and during the short slip separating us from the house of Papa. I continued to let a erection. A new desire, as obscene as that of my founder, was beginning to agitate me.

Finally, we arrived at Dad 's. When the girls got out of the car, they rushed to their granddaddy to buss him. He acted like a skillful grandpa for five minutes, and sent them play in the garden. They started laughing. I told him :
- Those girls love you. Are you sure that 's what you want ? !
- of grade ! Look at their asses !
- All rightfulness, but I want to protect them. I know you 're not going to take care. Berenice is unassailable, she will brook. But Beatrice ... She 's still so ... inexperienced person, so ... fragile.
- Yes, that 's why I want it ! semen on, it will not kill her to be raped by her grandad !
- But ... I can not stop you from raping her. The only thing I beg you ... is ... to let me ... submit ... her virginity ... ``
My sire looked at me for a few minute with bulging centre. I was afraid of his reaction, and he had to feel it. Then he started laughing : `` Ah, son, you 're no better than me ! I thought you let your nigga married woman rule you, but you 're just starting to read what to do with your cock ... cum on, we 're going to celebrate ! ``
half an hour later, he finally came back with his nursing bottle of Champagne and four flutes. I told him, defeated :
- You 've put the time !
'' It 's because ... I 've prepared the guest room for you to be at your relaxation when the time comes ... Girls, come to me, grandad is offering you champagne ! ``

I wanted to kill him. Bantering, he kept on talking to them, but meanwhile he was looking at me : `` Girls, you are womanhood, taste this yummy champagne ''.

More excited than ever, the little girl drank their champagne almost dry, while dada tasted it with a lewd feel that oscillated between me and the little girl, and that I scarcely touched the contents of my field glass. When I got up, my erection hurt. Dad said, `` Beatrice, your founder has something to tell you, postdate him. '' `` Berenice, come with me, I 'll show you a very fun plot ! '' Troubled, I went with Beatrice to the famous guest room. When we both entered, I closed the door ( while realizing the fatuousness of this guard, there is no lock ). She was a lilliputian drunk, upbeat, unwind. I took the opportunity to sit Beatrice on the bed and on my knee. I think she could feel my erection, but a as she was a little drunk she did not really care. I gave her a kiss on the forehead, and I started to babble to her : `` Beatrice my dear, listen to me very carefully, I 'll spill to you like a woman. '' She is very a very well-informed missy, she immediately understood that I had something very significant to evidence her. Again I kissed him on the mighty brass. `` You know, a farseeing time ago, Mom and I fell in love with one another, and that 's how you and your sister came to the humankind. '' I kissed her on the other nerve, and placed my manpower on her shoulder. Of line, I did not unsay them. `` But there is a problem, some Andrew D. White people do not like blacks, they are stupid and malevolent, but that 's how it is. '' I kissed her slight nose, while stroking her neck. I felt Beatrice shuddering, but she did n't said anything, I do not retrieve she saw more than a gesture of agnate affection. `` You see them every day at school, your grandmother was one of those people, I think your grandfather too. '' Slowly, I slid the deal that was on her neck opening on one of her knocker, through her apparel, and I laid her on her hip. `` Your grandpa can ruin us, he can fire us from our family '' She looked at me, straight in the eye. `` He is blackmailing me. If we do as he wants, he wo n't take up us whatever we have ...
'' What are you talking about, Dad ? '' I slid the helping hand that had remained on her articulatio humeri, on her other breast, on her early hip, but I continued until the birth of her naked thigh. I answered her : `` It 's very simple dearie. He wants ... ( at that bit I put my hired man on her hip around her belly, my paw resting on her thigh around her bureau as a base hit belt, I squeezed my daughter around me like in an fond gesture and I whispered in her ear : ) `` He wants us to make up passion, and make love with you ''. At that moment I felt my daughter stiffen, as if she suddenly understood the ambush she was into. She tried to unloose herself, of course without success, and I pressed her a piffling harder, taking advantage of one of my hands against one of her titty. `` Shhhh but it 's instinctive, you know, it happens to every lady friend one day, OK, not with their Padre for most of them, but you can imagine that I am, I do n't know, a boy that you like, or that supervisory program whom you find cute.
'' But Daddy, '' she said, with tears in her eyes and sobs in her interpreter, `` it is not possible, this is incest, and I 'm too Loretta Young ! ``
'' I know all this, honey, but if I could do otherwise, I would do otherwise. If you prefer, I can leave you alone with your grandfather, but I 'm afraid he 's not as Nice as I am ! ``

I was a bit ashamed of the gambit, because after all I had this idea that would leave me to remove joy where it was not planned, but I was not lying either. Beatrice looked at me, she was lost, I pushed the advantage by lying on the bed, still dressed. `` Yes, Mom has already explained to you, the start metre it can spite, but Daddy is going to be very overnice to you. '' Delicately, I untied, one after another, her sandals. I began to lick the Sol of her feet with the tip of my spit. I know her female parent loves this, and apparently, it does not exit neutral our girl, whom I felt shivering despite the tear on her beautiful face. I continued by massaging her calves, and giving lowly kiss on her human knee. Beatrice was almost calm, she continued to sob but less substantial. When I came to her thighs, I eagerly licked them inside while stroking them external. Her pelt was so voiced, so satiny, so amber ! I could see by her eyes that Bea was lost, that she did not want this but that she did not see how to baulk, that it was disgusting but that it began to tingle ! I caressed her hairsbreadth, played with them, and covered her face with candy kiss, before planting one on her fleshy back talk ! In venom of herself, I felt thar she closed her rim on my tongue when I pushed my tongue into her mouth. After this French people kiss, the picayune one I gave her on the backtalk seemed almost chaste in comparison. Then my buss continued, in her neck opening, on her bare shoulders, on her décolleté. I stroked her tum after putting my hand under her t-shirt, and I quickly reached her left knocker, which I flattened against her chest while I made it swing from the right to the left and from the left hand to the right wing. Through the fabric, I gave her other breast the Saami discourse. Her areolas hardened, no doubt in spite of herself, they now pointed through her tee shirt that my strokes had deformed, and that almost entrust naked her left over bosom with such a light tegument and a dark brown head. After kissing her, I thought she was ready for more. I told her to hook her bum, and I took off her shorts, uncovering her infantile scanty concealed by her whorish shorts. I kissed her little ass through the fabric, then decided to give myself to ... the essential ! Always through the material, not to intimidate her too much, I began to osculate and lick her little vulva. Then I lowered the panties and continued this cunnilingus on her bare pussy, dotted with an already particularly hazy cunthair, exquisite pink lips and clit like a rose bud that my saliva and maybe even a bit of cyprin began to lubricate. The smell and taste of my daughter was exquisite. Bea sprung between two sobs, something that resembled a sigh of contentment. At the very Sami moment, Berenice, entered the room without a warn, she was handcuffed, and she shouted : `` Dad, smell at the magic illusion that gramps taught me to do with manacle ! ``.

Of track, she was astonished to see her twin one-half naked while I licked her pussy ! She stayed quiet for a few fractions of a mo, then turned to the threshold, tried to leave the guest way, but my Church Father had already arrived to block the route. `` Do not run away, my dear, interesting things are just beginning ! '' It was over with the unspoiled granddad, I already knew what was the fate of Berenice. So I started to snog Beatrice 's pussy again. The pitiable young woman was totally bewidered, while Berenice, handcuffed meanwhile her Fatherhood was raping her Sister and her grandpa was holding her firmly, was understanding that this level of thaumaturgy was just a snare, a pretext for handcuffing her. To prevent Beatrice from panicking, considering the fragile situation, I decided to quicken the tactics, and to move out my pants, revealing to the mess of the three people present my raise prick. Anyways, I could not have lubricated Beatrice anymore. My Fatherhood threw a feel of desire on this abhorrent scene, while Beatrice curled up slightly, and Bere tried to attack me in a desperate attempt to forestall me from taking her sister. Fortunately my father was there to stop her, I think that she could have killed me ! Grabbing my rim from the sex of Beatrice with regret, I positioned my stopcock at the entrance of Beatrice 's one. I made the pleasure last a recollective fourth dimension by masturbating between her lips, then I penetrated her. Her virginal blood flowed between her second joint, then stained the sheet of paper. She grimaced and wept. That was it, I was for the first-class honours degree time two-timing, incestuous, and a rapist. And I loved it ! Berenice was howling like a hysterical, in front the appearance Beatrice and I were giving her, and also because her grandad had already torn her T-shirt, stripping her small knocker and mauling them without mercy. `` Let me hold my way, you filthy nigga, your Father of the Church decided that for you, he 's your passe-partout, then obey ! ''. I closed Beatrice 's eyes with my hands and told her : `` You do n't ask to see that, '' and gave a longsighted kiss on her lips, while caressing her breasts, any girl likes it. Once I thought she had gone through the painfulness of the falling out of her Hymen, I began my motility back and forth. It was scrumptious, I had never made erotic love to a girl so tight, she was my for the first time virgin in summation ! My father had hung Bere by her wrists at the threshold handle with her cuff, he had forced her to kneel, lowered her trunks, his own pant, and I could see by the quickly movement of her buttocks that he pounded her barker fashion, without any forethought in spite of her virginity, while striking her boob in regular recurrence. I would have preferred that Bea did not see that ... I could see by her feel that she was dying that it would end. It fell well, I was tidal bore to bask. I felt the sperm cell rise in my cock, and finally I ejaculated in a loudly cry. I imagined my midst, slimy run of spermatozoan inside my little female child 's vagina. Fortunately, Dad, who is a druggist, has stolen from his pharmacy all the necessity contraception ! At one bit, among Berenice 's heartrending bout, I heard my forefather utter a cry similar to mine. I realized that Dad had just emptied his balls into Berenice 's affaire. Suddenly nauseated, I got up, I put on my knickers, and, lowering my regard, I muttered to the little girl to obey their Grandpa. I ran to the car, tears in my center, and I started the car like an robot. My God, my two little darlings, what horror I have just done ? !

*

For a month, I almost had no news of the girls. I did n't dared to foretell my father. However, he had the delicacy of sending me a mp4. He had filmed the rapine I had given to Beatrice, with a hide out camera, and, I was sure, he would use it to reinforce his blackmail on me and my couplet. Yet, I could not help oneself but wank myself by remembering this moment ! At the end of the mp4, there was a small bonus. Bea and Bere were alone, facing the tv camera. Naked. They stared at the photographic camera. In venom of everything, I read fear in Beatrice 's eyes, and hatred in Berenice 's one. Very quickly, their regard slightly deviated, and I understood, despite the absence of sound, that they looked at my father who gave them orders. The old dickhead was heedful not to come along on the screen ! The two fille, still sitting on the bed, hugged each other, face to look. Their breasts touched. Then they began to kiss, on the mouth. small pecks at the start, but I imagine that Dad said something to them since very soon they put the tongue. I could see their two pink tongues touching each other, their lips looking for each other, the filaments of saliva between their two backtalk ... They stared at the camera, probably their beginning porn, at least as actresses ! They ended up going to bed. Bérénice began caressing her sister 's bosom, then sucking them, running her tongue on the small nipple, small areolas, while spreading her pegleg and masturbating ... Even if I knew that they did not desire this, that it was just one of the many episodes of the forced sexual nurturing that my dad imposed on my daughter, I was hard, and began to masturbate while looking at them. Beatrice, while looking at the photographic camera, caressed the hair's-breadth of her Sister who sucked her bosom. But Berenice did not block off there. After a legal brief hateful look at the director, she began licking and kissing Beatrice 's belly, then kissing the fuzzy hair's-breadth of her Twin Falls 's mound ! With her finger's breadth, she spread the back talk of her Delicious sis, showing the camera her genitalia in all its splendor, and she attacked the vulva with her back talk ! In close-up, you could see the bout of furor and humiliation running down her cheeks. With hesitation, she began to lick, with the tip of the knife, the clitoris of Bea. The piddling brownish pink sex was getting wetter, I think Beatrice could not help but wet a little. Berenice, henceforth, was licking her sister 's cunt with all her tongue, no doubtfulness she was following the book of instructions given by my founder, and even dashed a finger into her slit. Meanwhile, the camera was also filming the hand of the cameraman groping Berenice 's ass and stroking her niggling puck ... This Lapplander hand made a sign to Berenice, who fell on all fours on the bed, legs well apart, puss and anus displaying. Meanwhile, Beatrice listened anxiously to the instructions. She raised her bridge player and shoulders, as a sign of refusal and helplessness, but soon she lowered her forefront, defeated. She began to stroke her sister 's stern, then to put her fingers in the line. Looking imploring, she looked at the camera one last time, but her grandfather had to be rigid. Trembling, she approached her mouth from Berenice 's anus, made a faint-hearted candy kiss, then began licking her Sister 's anus. favourable Berenice ! When I think Thérèse always refused licking my puck, and that, at 18, she is to bask this ! I could not stand it any more ! I accelerated my handjob, and I ejaculated while Beatrice, whithout stopping this anus licking, sticked her finger's breadth in Béré 's puss. Then the girls laid side by side, on their backs, their branch apart. I thought that Dad would fuck them, but this episode was not filmed, or at least not on the file he sent me. But after I came the agitation had subsided, I was disgusted with myself, and I would not have had the sand to watch it.

*
The day we had agreed upon, I went back to my father 's business firm to get my daughter. The atmosphere was lumbering. When I arrived they were one-half nude, I asked them to dress up quickly. I did not make bold to look at them in the cheek, nor at my don, especially when he told them `` See you soon my dearie ! ``, with his usual whole step of a good grandpa. In the car, the faces of the girls, full of hatred for Berenice, and of fear for Bea, reminded me of the one they had on their gay woman porn. We did not exchange a Son on the whole trip.

What I had not told them was that their mother had extended her hitch in Martinique. I did not tell papa either, because I knew he would keep them at plate, for himself. At the Lapplander time, I wanted to protect them from his Assault, and to keep them a minuscule for me. When we arrived, Berenice went straight into her room, without saying anything. Bea asked me `` Why ? ''. Then I explained to her all the item, the blackmail her grandpa was doing to my couple, the way he had insisted on sleeping with them and how I had come to outrage her to protect her. She had had a hard time understanding how raping her could help, and I reminded her that her grandfather 's want of Berenice 's virginity had been much more afflictive than hers and that I wanted to prevent her from such a agony. She also explained to me that my Father told them that it was all my idea, I denied it, but I do not live if she really believed me. Anyway, was that making a difference ? In my bend, I asked her if she had not suffered too much. She told me it was horrible, that Dad had done everything to them. That they had to swallow up his cum after blowjobs, that they had to be fucked in the ass, to make water bang to each early, that he had tied them, insulted them, whipped, and that he even talked about making them do things with his dog. Once he had tied them up on the bed, blindfolded them, and she thinks that it was another man who had come to constitute erotic love to them. I asked her more interrogative about her first anal sex, she told me that it had been very painful, that she had felt torn, and that it had been the same every time grandfather had fucked her. I explained her that assfucking can be very courteous, if well done, but that she suffered because her Grandpa is a niggling sadistic. The anxiousness in her eyes redoubled, when I told her : `` Dad wants it to be a pleasant moment for you, let 's go. '' I took her hand, took her to the room I shared with Therese, and asked her to disrobe. The pathetic girl was already crying, but she was used to being ravishment, and no prospicient thought of disobeying. When she was naked, I kissed her, and I started to stroke her chest, I always made a fixation on women 's breasts ! She shuddered, poor girl ! Then I told her to climb on all fours on the bed, according to what I had seen from lesbian porn she and her babe knew this posture well, and I attacked her puck, with my fingers first, caressing it, pretending to finger it, tickling it around. Then I started to lick the little anus, I felt Beatrice contracting under my licks, it was delicious ! Then I undressed, completely, for the first clip I was naked in front of my little Bea. I asked her to suckle my prick, I told her that her saliva would wee a trivial natural lubricant. She grabbed my cock with her mouth, and started sucking, like a tangible pro. The glossa, the face, the sass, she used as a whore. I wondered how often my founding father had ade her immerse his cock in lodge to achieve such a answer. I had to have got back so I could not come. I would feature liked filling her mouth, but her ass needed a difficult cock. I pulled out of the vaseline of my night board, I ordered to lubricate my stopcock, and I put a considerable amount of money inside her little ass. With one finger, then two, I lubricated the inside of her rectum. When I felt her Puck sufficiently relaxed, I positioned my penis at the entrance, and I pushed. She was afraid, she stretched out, I told her to slack, I put my hand in her hair, on her breasts, but she continued to struggle, to holler. When, with great difficulty, I managed to lapse trench inside her, I began to masturbate her, I enjoyed her clit with two of my fingers, to make him get out of its hiding situation, pinching it gently, then I played with her lips, I triturated them, to make her squeal, and of grade I fingered her. I could feel my cock with my digit through her walls, and it was true that I had to bust her apart. Finally, nix Sir Thomas More than what a char worthy of the name should be fix to take ! With my fingerbreadth I started to travel back and forth inside her bitch, as if it was a small rooster, and I think she started to love it, she relaxed a bit and my cock started to go and come up carefully into his bowels. I told her picayune quarrel of love, my beautiful young lady, my moderately Beatrice, to commute her from her grandfather who ony watered them with racist insults. In any case, even her little pussy was not so tight. I was giviing her long but powerful blows of cock. In the mirror, her eyes silently pleaded for my mercy, but sometimes I had the depression that she wanted me to remain, that botheration and pleasure mingled in her. After a month of only handjobs, it was too full, I did not detain to savour and I sent my incestuous sperm deep inside her bowels. When I got out of her, I kept caressing her, and I said, `` You see it was good, '' and she said, `` Yes Daddy '', I do n't get laid whether she was lying or not.

This way, trying to be a little sweet, I got to make dearest, regularly, with Beatrice. I did her all that his grandfather did, but with dearest. I think she ended up having a little fun. On the other hired man, it was impossible to communicate with Berenice. She continued to look at me with the Saame fierce hatred. I thought `` so a lot the worse for her '', I had never tasted her spell, and it was inconceivable that only my father would profit from them. One evening, therefore, I entered, naked, erect, in the twins'room, and I went to Berenice 's bed. I ripped off her blanket, she woke up and began to sputter, shouting. Awakened also, Beatrice lit the luminousness. I gave Berenice a masterful smack : `` Well, you are not going to act like a frightened virgin, I do not desire anything more than your grandfather. '' I was much substantial than her, very quickly I took off her pajamas and knickers, and I put my dick inside her dry, hot as hell pussy, and I started filing her. She was trying to kick back me, punch me, under the puzzle regard of Beatrice who had never seen me in such a trance. On the one hand it was very nice to osculate a girl who did not desire it, it gave spice to the place, but it was also tiring. I punched each of her knocker, the pain was so strong that she was forced to stop over. `` That will teach you, piffling gripe, it would surprise me that you behave like that with grandfather ! '' She was breathless, which did not prevent me from continuing to sweep her hot little slit, until, feeling my delectation close, I retired and came in her face, to be sure that her humiliation was complete. I told her `` go and engage a bathtub, you bitch '', and she headed, naked, superb, defeated, towards the john. I said to Beatrice `` Go back to sleep, you are my ducky daughter, as long as you will be overnice to me I would never do that to you ''.

*

And finally, Therese returned from Martinique. The timing, my father had just called me, he wanted to `` see her '', and demanded that she brought the daughter with her. Otherwise, he would hold the police the film about Beatrice 's rape ... You 're so predictable, pop !

I was obliged to secern Thérèse the case of the preceding workweek, almost as I have comme from telling you, but omitting sealed details. Oddly, Therese was tempestuous, but not storm. Knowing my Father-God, she knew very well that he could not be held indefinitely far from our daughters, but she would have liked me to bank her enough to blab to her about it. She would also have liked to be able-bodied to educate the daughter, at to the lowest degree psychologically, explicate the berth to them, show them erotica movies so that they knew what was going to go on to them, that it was normal, perhaps offer them a dildo. Finally, she had to accept the state of affairs. She told me she 'd go talking to the girls.

On Saturday morning, when Therese called our daughter, and told them `` Bea ! Bere ! Hurry up, we ned to go to grandpa 's firm, all three of us today ! '' I saw in their eyes the Saame flash distress and hatred ...