When I had married Therese, about 19 years ago, there had been a lot of hullabaloo in my home. Indeed, Therese was a sculptured lightlessness from Martinique, who had lived in Anatole France for some years. She was a breathtaking beauty : 1m80, breasts like thunderclap, an ass a saint would kill for, broad rosehip and a nice little belly. I still do not understand how she looked at a guy like me. The problem is that my parents were racist. My father had not dared to dissent, but when my female parent learned that I was going to tie Therese, and that she was pregnant, she had a very violent response, screamed ugly racist vilification, said she was going to disinherit me ( it was she who had all the money in her distich with ). She was not very healthy, she had a heart attach the future 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 clip to consume it registered by the notary public public, and I was still legally her heir, unless mortal ( my father, for example ) went to the notary. With his common cynicism, my father then offered me a perfectly disgusting contract. He would not evince the contract to the notary public if my wife agreed to supersede his. Very clearly, he wanted Therese to catch some Z's with him. He despised her because of her tegument color, but he wanted to fuck her ! I was infuriated, and I left him without answering. However, when I spoke of his attitude to my wife, Therese, although she was disgusted, told me that we could not afford to lose the inheritance : We would lose the firm, and if I lost my mother 's shop, I would be unemployed. And we could not afford it, my married woman was significant, we were going to have huge expenses.

That 's how my wife ended up giving in to my father 's desires. From clip to fourth dimension, even today, she receives a Call from my father, and I know that she goes nursing home to arrive at dearest. Once, he even gave me a CD on which he recorded her having sex with him. At inaugural I was terrified to see her like that, naked, reluctantly offered to him, letting my Father insult, caress, penetrate and cumming on her, but it ended up exciting me and from meter to time, I watch the CD in secret before making beloved to my wife, it makes me damn arduous !
Despite everything, I feel that even if she does not talk about it, if she is as discreet as possible about what she does with my Father of the Church, the situation weighs on my wife and my couple. I think that 's why she did not desire to have early children. Yet, our two Gemini, Beatrice and Berenice, are a great rootage of joy. They have just turned 18, and they are beautiful as the day. Light hide, long coil haircloth, angel faces, curious about everything, always smiling ... At that age, they are funny and they ask, from time to time questions about male child, about love, especially Berenice, to which my married woman endeavour to respond as in effect she can, without cynicism, despite a situation that weighs on her. Berenice is the most adventurous, the most singular, Beatrice is more in withdrawal but she does not lose anything of the explanations, she is interested despite her shyness. Béatrice and Bérénice are little women. Although my wife and I keep them as far away from the small as possible, My Fatherhood clearly saw them changing. A few weeks ago, while he was asking me for news show of my daughters ( not of my wife, he had just shagged her ), he added : `` Your daughters are very precious ... I would care to suggest you something ... ``. I knew perfectly well what my father was referring to. `` Dad, we have a contract, remember, Thérèse regularly honors this contract ! ``

'' fountainhead, quite rightly, I want to propose to you ... an amendment ! Your two fiddling spade, I want them ! Otherwise, do not forget that I have your mother 's will in my self-possession, I still can show it to a notary ! ``

Suddenly resigned, I understood that he continued to give me by the balls. I had no way to protect my lilliputian female child. My beginner even asked me to be his accomplice, he let me adjudicate when he would deflower them. I could not conceive my capitulum, but I had to obey.

Luck was with me ( rather with my Father ). Two weeks later, my wife had to come back to Martinique, her mother was cat. She would stay there for at least a month. The summertime break of the girls had just begun. So very quickly, I sent my daughter to my sire 's. I explained to them that since I was working, it was their grandpa who would get forethought of them. They were surprised, because we hardly ever went to Grandpa 's, whereas we lived nearby, and because they had never spent their vacation at his home plate. To forestall them from asking too many dubiousness, I gave them new clothes to put on, according to the instructions that my father gave me. They were all excited, and for good reasonableness ! I had bought very sexy outfits, like the ace their mothers refused to buy. When they came out of their elbow room with these clothes, I was breathless ! My two minuscule missy had the body of two slight whores, and kept their angelic face ! A tee shirt tight, very décolleté, let appear the giving birth of their chest that promised to turn two passably apples. The t-shirts were short, I almost could see their navels ! And their bottoms ! They wore ultra-tight drawers, and had two lovely little asses ! At every step they made, I almost could see the lunar month ! Spontaneously, they rushed towards me to buss me ( on the cheek, alas ! ) and, without afterthoughts, plated their footling titty against me. It gave me a hard-on, and I was ashamed. Having a hard-on in forepart of such an innocent gesture, when they were going to have such a concentrated time ... From then on I remained silent, while getting in the car and during the short trip separating us from the home of pappa. I continued to suffer a hard-on. A new desire, as obscene as that of my founder, was beginning to disturb me.

Finally, we arrived at Dad 's. When the girls got out of the car, they rushed to their granddad to snog him. He acted like a in force grandpa for five minutes, and sent them flirt in the garden. They started laughing. I told him :
- Those missy love you. Are you sure that 's what you want ? !
- of course ! Look at their hindquarters !
- All right, but I want to protect them. I know you 're not going to take precautions. Berenice is strong, she will endure. But Beatrice ... She 's still so ... innocent, so ... fragile.
- Yes, that 's why I want it ! come on, it will not kill her to be raped by her granddad !
- But ... I can not bar you from raping her. The merely thing I beg you ... is ... to let me ... hold ... her virginity ... ``
My begetter looked at me for a few second base with bulging eyes. 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 nigger wife rule you, but you 're just starting to understand what to do with your hammer ... ejaculate on, we 're going to fete ! ``
half an 60 minutes later, he finally came back with his bottleful of champagne and four fluting. I told him, defeated :
- You 've put the time !
'' It 's because ... I 've prepared the guest way for you to be at your easiness when the time comes ... Girls, come to me, grandad is offering you champagne ! ``

I wanted to bolt down him. Bantering, he kept on talking to them, but meanwhile he was looking at me : `` Girls, you are women, taste this delicious champagne ''.

More sex than ever, the girls drank their champagne almost dry, while Papa tasted it with a salacious look that oscillated between me and the girls, and that I scarcely touched the subject matter of my glass. When I got up, my hard-on scathe. Dad said, `` Beatrice, your father has something to tell you, survey him. '' `` Berenice, derive with me, I 'll demonstrate you a very fun biz ! '' Troubled, I went with Beatrice to the famous guest room. When we both entered, I closed the doorway ( while realizing the absurdity of this precaution, there is no lock ). She was a little drunk, cheerful, loose. I took the opportunity to sit Beatrice on the bed and on my genu. I think she could feel my erection, but a as she was a little drunk she did not really deal. I gave her a osculation on the forehead, and I started to spill to her : `` Beatrice my dear, hear to me very carefully, I 'll talk to you like a cleaning lady. '' She is very a very thinking girl, she immediately understood that I had something very important to tell apart her. Again I kissed him on the correct impertinence. `` You know, a long time ago, Mom and I fell in love with one another, and that 's how you and your sister came to the world. '' I kissed her on the other cheek, and placed my helping hand on her berm. Of course, I did not adjourn them. `` But there is a trouble, some flannel people do not like black, they are stupid and evil, but that 's how it is. '' I kissed her trivial nose, while stroking her neck. I felt Beatrice shuddering, but she did n't said anything, I do not cerebrate she saw more than a gesture of paternal fondness. `` You see them every day at school day, your grandmother was one of those citizenry, I think your grandfather too. '' Slowly, I slid the hand that was on her neck on one of her tit, through her clothes, and I laid her on her hip. `` Your grandfather can ruin us, he can burn down us from our home '' She looked at me, straight in the eye. `` He is blackmailing me. If we do as he wants, he wo n't strike us whatever we have ...
'' What are you talking about, Dad ? '' I slid the bridge player that had remained on her shoulder, on her early bosom, on her former hip, but I continued until the birth of her naked thigh. I answered her : `` It 's very childlike dearie. He wants ... ( at that second I put my hired hand on her hip around her belly, my handwriting resting on her second joint around her chest as a safety belt ammunition, I squeezed my daughter around me like in an warm gesture and I whispered in her ear : ) `` He wants us to make love, and make love with you ''. At that mo I felt my daughter stiffen, as if she suddenly understood the ambuscade she was into. She tried to free herself, of course without succeeder, and I pressed her a footling harder, taking vantage of one of my hands against one of her bosom. `` Shhhh but it 's raw, you know, it happens to every missy one day, OK, not with their forefather for most of them, but you can ideate that I am, I do n't have intercourse, a boy that you like, or that supervisory program whom you find cute.
'' But daddy, '' she said, with tears in her heart and asshole in her vox, `` it is not possible, this is incest, and I 'm too young ! ``
'' I know all this, dearest, but if I could do otherwise, I would do otherwise. If you prefer, I can will you alone with your grandfather, but I 'm afraid he 's not as Nice as I am ! ``

I was a bit ashamed of the stratagem, because after all I had this estimate that would allow me to lead pleasure 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 first clip it can hurt, but Daddy is going to be very squeamish to you. '' Delicately, I untied, one after another, her sandals. I began to figure out the fillet of sole of her feet with the tip of my tongue. I know her female parent loves this, and apparently, it does not go away apathetic our daughter, whom I felt shivering despite the tears on her beautiful fount. I continued by massaging her calves, and giving pocket-sized kisses on her knees. Beatrice was almost cool it, she continued to sob but to a lesser extent stiff. When I came to her thighs, I eagerly licked them inside while stroking them extraneous. Her peel was so lenient, so satiny, so gold ! I could see by her optic that Bea was lost, that she did not require this but that she did not see how to resist, that it was disgusting but that it began to prickle ! I caressed her whisker, played with them, and covered her face with kiss, before planting one on her heavy lips ! In spite of herself, I felt thar she closed her brim on my clapper when I pushed my tongue into her rima oris. After this French kiss, the petty one I gave her on the lip seemed almost chaste in comparison. Then my buss continued, in her neck, on her bare articulatio humeri, on her décolleté. I stroked her stomach after putting my hired hand under her t-shirt, and I quickly reached her left breast, which I flattened against her chest while I made it swing from the right to the left hand and from the left field to the right. Through the fabric, I gave her other breast the Sami treatment. Her areolas hardened, no dubiousness in spite of herself, they now pointed through her jersey that my strokes had deformed, and that almost left naked her left knocker with such a light peel and a sinister brown pass. After kissing her, I thought she was ready for more. I told her to lift her buttocks, and I took off her shorts, uncovering her childish step-in concealed by her whorish shortstop. I kissed her piffling ass through the framework, then decided to devote myself to ... the requisite ! Always through the fabric, not to intimidate her too much, I began to kiss and lick her piffling vulva. Then I lowered the panties and continued this cunnilinctus on her nude pussy, dotted with an already particularly fuzzy cunthair, dainty pink lips and clit like a rose bud that my spit and maybe even a bit of cyprin began to lubricate. The smell and preference of my girl was exquisite. Bea sprung between two sobs, something that resembled a sigh of contentment. At the very Same moment, Berenice, entered the way without a warn, she was handcuffed, and she shouted : `` Dad, tone at the thaumaturgy trick that granddad taught me to do with manacle ! ``.

Of trend, she was astonished to see her counterpart half naked while I licked her pussy ! She stayed quiet for a few fractions of a second, then turned to the room access, tried to leave the invitee room, but my father had already arrived to parry the route. `` Do not run away, my dear, concern matter are just beginning ! '' It was over with the good grandfather, I already knew what was the fortune of Berenice. So I started to snog Beatrice 's pussy again. The inadequate young woman was totally bewidered, while Berenice, handcuffed meanwhile her father was raping her sister and her grandfather was holding her firmly, was understanding that this story of magic was just a snare drum, a pretext for handcuffing her. To prevent Beatrice from panicking, considering the delicate berth, I decided to accelerate the maneuver, and to remove my pants, revealing to the sight of the three mass stage my erect cock. Anyways, I could not have lubricated Beatrice anymore. My founder threw a flavor of desire on this repugnant setting, while Beatrice curled up slightly, and Bere tried to attack me in a heroic attempt to keep me from taking her sister. Fortunately my father was there to stop her, I think that she could have killed me ! Grabbing my lips from the sex of Beatrice with regret, I positioned my cock at the entrance of Beatrice 's one. I made the delight last a farsighted time by masturbating between her lips, then I penetrated her. Her virginal blood flowed between her thighs, then stained the sheets. She grimaced and wept. That was it, I was for the first sentence adulterous, incestuous, and a rapist. And I loved it ! Berenice was howling like a hysterical, in social movement the show Beatrice and I were giving her, and also because her granddaddy had already torn her jersey, stripping her small boob and mauling them without mercy. `` Let me have my way, you filthy nigger, your beginner 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 call for to see that, '' and gave a farseeing candy kiss on her lips, while caressing her breasts, any girl likes it. Once I thought she had gone through the infliction of the breach of her hymen, I began my front back and Forth River. It was yummy, I had never made love to a girl so pie-eyed, she was my first virgin in addition ! My beginner had hung Bere by her wrists at the doorway handle with her handcuffs, he had forced her to kneel, lowered her shorts, his own pant, and I could see by the nimble movement of her buttocks that he pounded her pooch style, without any precaution in maliciousness of her virginity, while striking her bosom in rhythm. I would experience preferred that Bea did not see that ... I could see by her look that she was anxious that it would end. It fell well, I was eagre to enjoy. I felt the spermatozoan rise in my cock, and finally I ejaculated in a loud cry. I imagined my thick, slimy streaks of spermatozoon inside my picayune girl 's vagina. Fortunately, Dad, who is a pill roller, has stolen from his pharmacy all the necessary contraceptive method ! At one moment, among Berenice 's heartrending rip, I heard my father utter a cry similar to mine. I realized that Dad had just emptied his balls into Berenice 's intimacy. Suddenly nauseated, I got up, I put on my pants, and, lowering my gaze, I muttered to the daughter to obey their Grandpa. I ran to the car, bout in my eyes, and I started the car like an automaton. My God, my two picayune darlings, what horror I have just done ? !

*

For a month, I almost had no news of the girl. I did n't dared to call my father. However, he had the kickshaw of sending me a mp4. He had filmed the rape I had given to Beatrice, with a hide out camera, and, I was sure, he would use it to reenforce his blackmail on me and my twosome. Yet, I could not facilitate 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 camera. Naked. They stared at the photographic camera. In spite of everything, I read fear in Beatrice 's eye, 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 motherfucker was heedful not to appear on the screen ! The two girls, still sitting on the bed, hugged each early, face to boldness. Their tit touched. Then they began to buss, on the lip. low pecks at the starting signal, 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 brim looking for each early, the fibril of saliva between their two back talk ... They stared at the television camera, probably their first smut, at least as actresses ! They ended up going to bed. Bérénice began caressing her sis 's breasts, then sucking them, running her knife on the small mamilla, minuscule areola, while spreading her legs and masturbating ... Even if I knew that they did not require this, that it was just one of the many episodes of the forced intimate nurturing that my dad imposed on my daughters, I was difficult, and began to masturbate while looking at them. Beatrice, while looking at the camera, caressed the hair of her sis who sucked her breasts. But Berenice did not stop there. After a brief mean feel at the director, she began licking and kissing Beatrice 's belly, then kissing the fuzzy hair of her Twin 's mound ! With her fingers, she spread the lips of her delightful sis, showing the camera her genitalia in all its splendor, and she attacked the vulva with her mouth ! In close-up, you could see the tears of passion and humiliation running down her cheeks. With falter, she began to lap up, with the tip of the knife, the clitoris of Bea. The lilliputian brown pink sex was getting wetter, I think Beatrice could not help but wet a short. Berenice, henceforth, was licking her sister 's puss with all her tongue, no doubt she was following the instructions given by my father, and even dashed a finger into her twat. Meanwhile, the camera was also filming the handwriting of the cameraman groping Berenice 's ass and stroking her small puck ... This same deal made a polarity to Berenice, who fell on all quaternion on the bed, legs well apart, pussy and anus displaying. Meanwhile, Beatrice listened anxiously to the instructions. She raised her manus and shoulders, as a signaling of refusal and helplessness, but soon she lowered her head, defeated. She began to stroke her sister 's buttocks, then to put her fingers in the line. Looking imploring, she looked at the television camera one last fourth dimension, but her granddaddy had to be uncompromising. quiver, she approached her mouth from Berenice 's anus, made a timid kiss, then began licking her sister 's anus. prosperous Berenice ! When I think Thérèse always refused licking my puck, and that, at 18, she is to enjoy this ! I could not support it any more ! I accelerated my handjob, and I ejaculated while Beatrice, whithout stopping this anus licking, sticked her fingerbreadth in Béré 's pussy. Then the girls laid side of meat by slope, on their rear, their ramification apart. I thought that Dad would have a go at it them, but this episode was not filmed, or at least not on the file he sent me. But after I came the inflammation had subsided, I was disgusted with myself, and I would not have had the catgut to find out it.

*
The day we had agreed upon, I went back to my father 's theater to get my girl. The atmosphere was heavy. When I arrived they were half nude, I asked them to garment quickly. I did not make bold to reckon at them in the human face, nor at my don, especially when he told them `` See you soon my darling ! ``, with his usual tonus of a good grandfather. 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 lesbian erotica. We did not commute a word on the unscathed trip.

What I had not told them was that their female parent had extended her hitch in Martinique. I did not tell Daddy either, because I knew he would keep back them at dwelling house, for himself. At the same fourth dimension, I wanted to protect them from his violation, and to keep them a little 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 details, the blackmail her grandpa was doing to my couplet, the way he had insisted on sleeping with them and how I had come to rape her to protect her. She had had a hard time understanding how raping her could help, and I reminded her that her grandfather 's deprivation of Berenice 's virginity had been much more painful than hers and that I wanted to prevent her from such a woe. She also explained to me that my Church Father told them that it was all my idea, I denied it, but I do not know if she really believed me. Anyway, was that making a divergence ? In my turn, I asked her if she had not suffered too a lot. She told me it was horrible, that Dad had done everything to them. That they had to live with his cum after blowjob, that they had to be fucked in the ass, to cause love to each other, 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 make love to them. I asked her more enquiry about her first sodomy, she told me that it had been very painful, that she had felt torn, and that it had been the same every time Grandpa had fucked her. I explained her that assfucking can be very overnice, if well done, but that she suffered because her grandfather is a little sadistic. The anxiety in her eyes redoubled, when I told her : `` Dad wants it to be a pleasant moment for you, let 's go. '' I took her manus, took her to the room I shared with Therese, and asked her to unclothe. The poor fille was already crying, but she was used to being rape, and no longer sentiment of disobeying. When she was defenseless, I kissed her, and I started to stroke her white meat, I always made a arrested development on women 's breasts ! She shuddered, inadequate girl ! Then I told her to mount on all fours on the bed, according to what I had seen from lesbian smut she and her sister 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 thrash the picayune anus, I felt Beatrice contracting under my licks, it was Delicious ! Then I undressed, completely, for the number 1 time I was naked in front of my fiddling Bea. I asked her to suck my putz, I told her that her saliva would piddle a lilliputian natural lubricating substance. She grabbed my cock with her oral cavity, and started sucking, like a real pro. The clapper, the cheeks, the lips, she used as a whore. I wondered how often my Father of the Church had ade her bury his hammer in decree to achieve such a event. I had to hold back so I could not come. I would have liked filling her oral fissure, but her ass needed a hard cock. I pulled out of the vaseline of my Night table, I ordered to lubricate my cock, and I put a considerable amount inside her little ass. With one finger, then two, I lubricated the insides of her rectum. When I felt her Puck sufficiently relaxed, I positioned my phallus at the entry, and I pushed. She was afraid, she stretched out, I told her to relax, I put my hand in her hair, on her breast, but she continued to struggle, to cry. When, with dandy difficulty, I managed to drop oceanic abyss inside her, I began to masturbate her, I enjoyed her clitoris with two of my fingers, to make him get out of its concealment place, pinching it gently, then I played with her lips, I triturated them, to make her squeal, and of course I fingered her. I could feel my putz with my finger through her walls, and it was true that I had to shoot her apart. Finally, naught more than what a charwoman worthy of the name should be make to fill ! With my finger I started to move back and Forth inside her twat, as if it was a small turncock, and I think she started to bang it, she relaxed a bit and my prick started to go and come carefully into his bowels. I told her little word of honor of love, my beautiful girl, my pretty Beatrice, to change her from her granddaddy who ony watered them with racialist insults. In any shell, even her little pussy was not so tight. I was giviing her foresighted but powerful blows of cock. In the mirror, her middle silently pleaded for my mercy, but sometimes I had the printing that she wanted me to go along, that painfulness and pleasure mingled in her. After a month of only handjobs, it was too effective, I did not check to enjoy and I sent my incestuous sperm oceanic abyss inside her bowels. When I got out of her, I kept caressing her, and I said, `` You see it was effective, '' and she said, `` Yes dad '', I do n't recognise whether she was lying or not.

This way, trying to be a minuscule sweet, I got to seduce love, regularly, with Beatrice. I did her all that his gramps did, but with love. I think she ended up having a little fun. On the other hand, it was impossible to communicate with Berenice. She continued to look at me with the like fierce hatred. I thought `` so a lot the worse for her '', I had never tasted her charms, and it was inconceivable that only my Fatherhood would benefit from them. One evening, therefore, I entered, defenseless, vertical, in the twins'room, and I went to Berenice 's bed. I ripped off her blanket, she woke up and began to struggle, shouting. Awakened also, Beatrice lit the ignitor. I gave Berenice a masterful slap : `` Well, you are not going to act like a frightened virgin, I do not want anything more than your grandfather. '' I was much stronger than her, very quickly I took off her pajamas and trouser, and I put my dick inside her dry, hot as hell slit, and I started filing her. She was trying to kick back me, punch me, under the bewildered gaze of Beatrice who had never seen me in such a trance. On the one deal it was very prissy to buss a lady friend who did not want it, it gave spicery to the situation, but it was also tiring. I punched each of her titty, the bother was so strong that she was forced to stop. `` That will learn you, footling bitch, 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 footling pussy, until, feeling my use close, I retired and came in her face, to be sure that her humiliation was complete. I told her `` go and take a bathtub, you bitch '', and she headed, naked, superb, defeated, towards the lavatory. I said to Beatrice `` Go back to log Z's, you are my favorite girl, as long as you will be decent to me I would never do that to you ''.

*

And finally, Therese returned from Martinique. The timing, my male parent had just called me, he wanted to `` see her '', and demanded that she brought the girls with her. Otherwise, he would give the police the film about Beatrice 's rapine ... You 're so predictable, Papa !

I was obliged to evidence Thérèse the events of the past weeks, almost as I have comme from telling you, but omitting sure details. Oddly, Therese was angry, but not storm. Knowing my father, she knew very well that he could not be held indefinitely far from our girl, but she would give liked me to trust her enough to babble out to her about it. She would also induce liked to be able to prepare the fille, at least psychologically, excuse the situation to them, show them porn movies so that they knew what was going to fall out to them, that it was normal, perhaps provide them a dildo. Finally, she had to bear the situation. She told me she 'd go lecture to the girls.

On Sat forenoon, when Therese called our daughters, and told them `` Bea ! Bere ! hurry up, we ned to go to grandpa 's house, all three of us today ! '' I saw in their eyes the Sami flash distress and hatred ...