When I had married Therese, about 19 geezerhood ago, there had been a lot of agitation in my family. Indeed, Therese was a sculptured Negroid from Martinique, who had lived in French Republic for some years. She was a breathtaking beauty : 1m80, breast like bombshells, an ass a holy man would down for, broad hip joint 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 beginner had not dared to protest, but when my female parent learned that I was going to marry Therese, and that she was pregnant, she had a very trigger-happy reaction, screamed ugly racist affront, said she was going to disown me ( it was she who had all the money in her duo with ). She was not very healthy, she had a warmheartedness attach the future week and died a few 60 minutes later.

However, my sire 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 metre to have it registered by the notary public, and I was still legally her heritor, unless soul ( my begetter, for lesson ) went to the notary. With his common cynicism, my father then offered me a perfectly disgusting declaration. He would not record the contract bridge 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 have intercourse her ! I was furious, 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 turn a loss the inheritance : We would turn a loss the sign of the zodiac, and if I lost my mother 's shop, I would be unemployed. And we could not afford it, my wife was pregnant, we were going to deliver immense expenses.

That 's how my wife ended up giving in to my Father-God 's desires. From sentence to clip, even today, she receives a margin call from my father, and I know that she goes home to make love. Once, he even gave me a CD on which he recorded her having sex with him. At commencement I was terrified to see her like that, naked, reluctantly offered to him, letting my male parent insult, caress, penetrate and cumming on her, but it ended up exciting me and from metre to meter, I watch the CD in cloak-and-dagger before making making love to my married woman, it makes me damn hard !
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 Church Father, the office weighs on my wife and my couplet. I think that 's why she did not want to consume other baby. Yet, our two twins, Beatrice and Berenice, are a great source of joy. They have just turned 18, and they are beautiful as the day. illumination skin, long curled fuzz, angel faces, peculiar about everything, always smiling ... At that age, they are queer and they ask, from time to sentence doubtfulness about boy, about honey, especially Berenice, to which my wife endeavour to respond as best she can, without cynicism, despite a situation that weighs on her. Berenice is the most adventurous, the most odd, Beatrice is more in withdrawal but she does not lose anything of the explanations, she is occupy despite her shyness. Béatrice and Bérénice are lilliputian women. Although my married woman and I keep them as far away from the small as possible, My father clearly saw them changing. A few week 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 cute ... I would like to intimate you something ... ``. I knew perfectly well what my don was referring to. `` Dad, we have a contract, think of, Thérèse regularly laurels this contract ! ``

'' Well, quite rightly, I want to propose to you ... an amendment ! Your two little niggers, I want them ! Otherwise, do not bury 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 hold me by the formal. I had no way to protect my trivial girls. My father even asked me to be his accomplice, he let me decide when he would ruin them. I could not believe my ears, but I had to obey.

portion was with me ( rather with my father ). Two weeks later, my wife had to come back to Martinique, her mother was barf. She would stay there for at to the lowest degree a month. The summertime break 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 granddad who would take care of them. They were surprised, because we hardly ever went to Grandpa 's, whereas we lived nearby, and because they had never spent their holidays at his home. To prevent them from asking too many motion, I gave them new clothes to put on, according to the education that my father gave me. They were all excited, and for good reason ! I had bought very aphrodisiac outfit, like the ace their mothers refused to buy. When they came out of their room with these clothes, I was breathless ! My two little little girl had the eubstance of two little woman of the street, and kept their angelic face ! A tee shirt tight, very décolleté, let appear the birth of their knocker that promised to suit two somewhat apple. The T-shirt were curt, I almost could see their omphalus ! And their bottom of the inning ! They wore ultra-tight shorts, and had two lovely little fundament ! At every footprint they made, I almost could see the lunation ! Spontaneously, they rushed towards me to kiss me ( on the cheek, alas ! ) and, without afterthoughts, plated their little titties against me. It gave me a hard-on, and I was ashamed. Having a hard-on in front line of such an innocent gesture, when they were going to suffer such a heavy prison term ... From then on I remained silent, while getting in the car and during the short trip-up separating us from the house of Papa. I continued to consume a erection. A new desire, as obscene as that of my Father of the Church, was beginning to budge me.

Finally, we arrived at Dad 's. When the daughter got out of the car, they rushed to their grandfather to kiss him. He acted like a skilful grandpa for five arcminute, and sent them play in the garden. They started laughing. I told him :
- Those girl love you. Are you sure that 's what you want ? !
- of course ! Look at their derriere !
- All right, but I want to protect them. I know you 're not going to take care. Berenice is strong, she will go. But Beatrice ... She 's still so ... inexperienced person, so ... fragile.
- Yes, that 's why I want it ! ejaculate on, it will not kill her to be raped by her grandpa !
- But ... I can not check you from raping her. The only thing I beg you ... is ... to let me ... assume ... her virginity ... ``
My father looked at me for a few seconds 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 prescript you, but you 're just starting to see what to do with your cock ... ejaculate on, we 're going to celebrate ! ``
one-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 invitee elbow room for you to be at your ease when the time comes ... girlfriend, issue forth to me, Grandpa is offering you champagne ! ``

I wanted to kill him. Bantering, he kept on talking to them, but meanwhile he was looking at me : `` missy, you are women, mouthful this delicious Champagne ''.

More excited than ever, the little girl drank their champagne almost dry, while Papa tasted it with a salacious feeling that oscillated between me and the miss, and that I scarcely touched the contents of my glassful. When I got up, my erecting damage. Dad said, `` Beatrice, your father has something to tell you, follow him. '' `` Berenice, do with me, I 'll bear witness you a very fun game ! '' Troubled, I went with Beatrice to the famous guest elbow room. When we both entered, I closed the door ( while realizing the absurdity of this precaution, there is no lock ). She was a little drunkard, cheerful, unlax. I took the opportunity to sit Beatrice on the bed and on my knee joint. I think she could feel my erection, but a as she was a piffling drunk she did not really care. I gave her a candy kiss on the brow, and I started to talk to her : `` Beatrice my beloved, heed to me very carefully, I 'll talk to you like a woman. '' She is very a very healthy girl, she immediately understood that I had something very significant to assure her. Again I kissed him on the decent boldness. `` You know, a farsighted 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 early cheek, and placed my custody on her berm. Of course, I did not withdraw them. `` But there is a trouble, some white people do not like Shirley Temple Black, they are dullard and wickedness, but that 's how it is. '' I kissed her little nozzle, 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 agnatic affection. `` You see them every day at shoal, your nan was one of those multitude, I think your grandfather too. '' Slowly, I slid the hand that was on her cervix on one of her breasts, through her clothes, and I laid her on her hip. `` Your granddaddy can bankrupt us, he can sack 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 take us whatever we have ...
'' What are you talking about, Dad ? '' I slid the hand that had remained on her shoulder, on her other breast, on her early hip, but I continued until the birth of her raw second joint. I answered her : `` It 's very mere favorite. He wants ... ( at that instant I put my hand on her hip around her belly, my hired hand resting on her thigh around her chest as a safety belt, I squeezed my daughter around me like in an affectionate motion and I whispered in her ear : ) `` He wants us to throw sexual love, and relieve oneself dearest with you ''. At that moment I felt my daughter stiffen, as if she suddenly understood the trap she was into. She tried to free herself, of class without achiever, and I pressed her a small harder, taking advantage of one of my hand against one of her titty. `` Shhhh but it 's natural, you know, it happens to every lady friend one day, OK, not with their father for almost 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 dad, '' she said, with tears in her center and sobs in her phonation, `` it is not potential, this is incest, and I 'm too offspring ! ``
'' I know all this, dear, but if I could do otherwise, I would do otherwise. If you prefer, I can leave you alone with your grandad, 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 idea that would take into account me to take joy where it was not planned, but I was not lying either. Beatrice looked at me, she was lost, I pushed the reward by lying on the bed, still dressed. `` Yes, Mom has already explained to you, the first fourth dimension it can hurt, but daddy is going to be very nice to you. '' Delicately, I untied, one after another, her sandals. I began to lick the soles of her feet with the tip of my tongue. I know her mother loves this, and apparently, it does not leave indifferent our daughter, whom I felt shivering despite the tears on her beautiful face. I continued by massaging her calfskin, and giving diminished buss on her knee joint. Beatrice was almost calmness, she continued to sob but to a lesser extent strong. When I came to her second joint, I eagerly licked them inside while stroking them outdoors. Her skin was so soft, so satiny, so amber ! I could see by her center that Bea was lost, that she did not want this but that she did not see how to hold out, that it was disgusting but that it began to tingle ! I caressed her fuzz, played with them, and covered her grimace with candy kiss, before planting one on her overweight rim ! In spite of herself, I felt thar she closed her sass on my tongue when I pushed my spit into her back talk. After this French kiss, the lilliputian one I gave her on the sassing seemed almost chaste in comparison. Then my kiss continued, in her neck, on her bare articulatio humeri, on her décolleté. I stroked her belly after putting my hand under her tee shirt, and I quickly reached her left bosom, which I flattened against her chest while I made it swing from the right wing to the left and from the leftfield to the right. Through the fabric, I gave her other breast the same treatment. Her areola hardened, no dubiety in spite of herself, they now pointed through her tee shirt that my strokes had deformed, and that almost left naked her leave bosom with such a light skin and a sour brown top dog. After kissing her, I thought she was ready for more. I told her to bring up her buttocks, and I took off her shorts, uncovering her childish step-in concealed by her whorish shorts. I kissed her little ass through the material, then decided to devote myself to ... the essential ! Always through the framework, not to intimidate her too much, I began to snog and drub her minuscule vulva. Then I lowered the panties and continued this cunnilingus on her au naturel pussy, dotted with an already particularly blurred cunthair, exquisite pink lip and clit like a rose bud that my saliva and maybe even a bit of cyprin began to lubricate. The scent and appreciation of my girl was exquisite. Bea sprung between two dickhead, something that resembled a sigh of contentment. At the very Lapp moment, Berenice, entered the room without a warn, she was handcuffed, and she shouted : `` Dad, flavor at the conjuring trick trick that Grandpa taught me to do with manacle ! ``.

Of line, she was astonished to see her twin half naked while I licked her pussy ! She stayed quiet for a few fractions of a indorse, then turned to the doorway, tried to depart the node elbow room, but my father had already arrived to choke up the route. `` Do not run away, my honey, worry things are just beginning ! '' It was over with the good grandfather, I already knew what was the portion of Berenice. So I started to snog Beatrice 's pussy again. The miserable daughter was totally bewidered, while Berenice, handcuffed meanwhile her father was raping her sister and her granddaddy was holding her firmly, was understanding that this tale of trick was just a snare, a pretence for handcuffing her. To prevent Beatrice from panicking, considering the delicate situation, I decided to accelerate the tactic, and to absent my knickers, revealing to the muckle of the three mass present my erect cock. Anyways, I could not consume lubricated Beatrice anymore. My beginner threw a aspect of desire on this obscene setting, while Beatrice curled up slightly, and Bere tried to attack me in a dire attempt to prevent me from taking her sister. Fortunately my Padre was there to stop her, I think that she could sustain killed me ! Grabbing my lips from the sex of Beatrice with regret, I positioned my prick at the entrance of Beatrice 's one. I made the pleasance conclusion a long time by masturbating between her lips, then I penetrated her. Her virginal blood flowed between her second joint, then stained the weather sheet. She grimaced and wept. That was it, I was for the first time extramarital, incestuous, and a raper. And I loved it ! Berenice was howling like a hysterical, in front man the show Beatrice and I were giving her, and also because her grandfather had already torn her tee shirt, stripping her small breasts and mauling them without mercifulness. `` Let me have my way, you filthy nigger, your forefather decided that for you, he 's your superior, then obey ! ''. I closed Beatrice 's heart with my hands and told her : `` You do n't need to see that, '' and gave a long osculation on her lips, while caressing her breasts, any young woman likes it. Once I thought she had gone through the pain of the rupture of her maidenhead, I began my social movement back and forth. It was toothsome, I had never made love to a missy so slopped, she was my low virgin in addition ! My father had hung Bere by her carpus at the door handle with her manacle, he had forced her to kneel, lowered her shorts, his own pant, and I could see by the quick movement of her hind end that he pounded her barker style, without any precaution in spite of her virginity, while striking her breasts in rhythm. I would accept preferred that Bea did not see that ... I could see by her smell that she was queasy that it would end. It fell well, I was eager to enjoy. I felt the sperm salary increase in my cock, and finally I ejaculated in a loud cry. I imagined my thick, worthless run of sperm inside my little girl 's vagina. Fortunately, Dad, who is a pharmacist, has stolen from his pharmacy all the necessary contraceptive method ! At one moment, among Berenice 's heartrending tears, I heard my Fatherhood utter a cry similar to mine. I realized that Dad had just emptied his balls into Berenice 's intimacy. Suddenly sick, I got up, I put on my knickers, and, lowering my gaze, I muttered to the daughter to obey their gramps. I ran to the car, tears in my eyes, and I started the car like an zombi. My God, my two little darlings, what horror I have just done ? !

*

For a month, I almost had no news of the fille. I did n't dared to predict my father. However, he had the delicacy of sending me a mp4. He had filmed the ravishment I had given to Beatrice, with a out of sight camera, and, I was sure, he would use it to reinforce his blackmail on me and my couple. Yet, I could not assist but wank myself by remembering this moment ! At the end of the mp4, there was a minuscule bonus. Bea and Bere were alone, facing the camera. Naked. They stared at the camera. In spite of everything, I read fear in Beatrice 's eyes, and hatred in Berenice 's one. Very quickly, their gaze slightly deviated, and I understood, despite the absence of sound, that they looked at my father who gave them orders. The old son of a bitch was careful not to come out on the covert ! The two missy, still sitting on the bed, hugged each early, typeface to face. Their breast touched. Then they began to kiss, on the mouth. Small sight at the starting time, but I imagine that Dad said something to them since very soon they put the glossa. I could see their two pink tongues touching each former, their lips looking for each early, the strand of spit between their two sass ... They stared at the camera, probably their first porn, at least as actresses ! They ended up going to bed. Bérénice began caressing her sister 's white meat, then sucking them, running her spit on the small nipples, small ring of color, while spreading her stage and masturbating ... Even if I knew that they did not want this, that it was just one of the many installment of the forced sexual nurturing that my dad imposed on my girl, I was hard, and began to masturbate while looking at them. Beatrice, while looking at the camera, caressed the hair's-breadth of her baby who sucked her titty. But Berenice did not stop there. After a brief hateful tone at the managing director, she began licking and kissing Beatrice 's belly, then kissing the foggy haircloth of her twin 's mound ! With her fingerbreadth, she spread the lips of her delectable sis, showing the photographic camera her private parts in all its brilliance, and she attacked the vulva with her lip ! In close-up, you could see the rent of passion and mortification running down her cheeks. With hesitation, she began to lick, with the tip of the lingua, the clitoris of Bea. The little Robert Brown pinko 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 doubt she was following the teaching given by my father, 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 little Puck ... This same hand made a star sign to Berenice, who fell on all fours on the bed, legs well apart, pussy and anus displaying. Meanwhile, Beatrice listened anxiously to the instructions. She raised her hands and shoulders, as a sign of refusal and helplessness, but soon she lowered her pass, defeated. She began to stroke her sis 's buttocks, then to put her fingers in the assembly line. Looking imploring, she looked at the camera one last time, but her grandfather had to be rigid. Trembling, she approached her sass from Berenice 's anus, made a timid buss, then began licking her sister 's anus. Lucky Berenice ! When I think Thérèse always refused licking my Robin Goodfellow, and that, at 18, she is to enjoy this ! I could not stand it any more ! I accelerated my handjob, and I ejaculated while Beatrice, whithout stopping this anus defeat, sticked her fingerbreadth in Béré 's pussy. Then the lady friend laid side by side of meat, on their spinal column, their legs 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 fervour had subsided, I was disgusted with myself, and I would not have had the guts to watch it.

*
The day we had agreed upon, I went back to my Father of the Church 's house to get my daughters. The standard pressure was weighty. When I arrived they were half naked, I asked them to dress quickly. I did not make bold to look at them in the facial expression, nor at my Father of the Church, especially when he told them `` See you soon my darlings ! ``, with his common step of a dependable gramps. In the car, the faces of the lady friend, wax of hatred for Berenice, and of care for Bea, reminded me of the one they had on their lesbian erotica. We did not switch over a word on the unhurt trip.

What I had not told them was that their mother had extended her stop in Martinique. I did not secern Daddy either, because I knew he would keep them at domicile, for himself. At the same clock time, I wanted to protect them from his assaults, and to preserve 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 granddaddy was doing to my couple, 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 metre understanding how raping her could help, and I reminded her that her gramps 's loss 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 father told them that it was all my musical theme, I denied it, but I do not know if she really believed me. Anyway, was that making a departure ? In my spell, 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 his cum after blowjobs, that they had to be fucked in the ass, to make screw 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 love to them. I asked her more questions about her low anal intercourse, she told me that it had been very painful, that she had felt torn, and that it had been the same every time grandad had fucked her. I explained her that assfucking can be very nice, if well done, but that she suffered because her grandfather is a little sadistic. The anxiety in her heart redoubled, when I told her : `` Dad wants it to be a pleasant import for you, let 's go. '' I took her hand, took her to the room I shared with Therese, and asked her to undress. The poor girlfriend was already crying, but she was used to being assault, and no yearner thought of disobeying. When she was naked, I kissed her, and I started to stroke her breasts, I always made a arrested development on cleaning woman 's breasts ! She shuddered, hapless girl ! Then I told her to climb on all fours on the bed, according to what I had seen from sapphic pornography she and her sister knew this perspective well, and I attacked her puck, with my finger's breadth first, caressing it, pretending to finger it, tickling it around. Then I started to solve the footling anus, I felt Beatrice contracting under my biff, it was delicious ! Then I undressed, completely, for the initiative time I was naked in social movement of my little Bea. I asked her to draw my cock, I told her that her spit would make a piddling natural lubricant. She grabbed my cock with her mouth, and started sucking, like a real pro. The tongue, the cheeks, the lips, she used as a lady of pleasure. I wondered how often my father had ade her swallow his cock in club to achieve such a final result. I had to harbour back so I could not come. I would have liked filling her mouth, but her ass needed a severe prick. I pulled out of the vaseline of my night table, I ordered to lubricate my hammer, 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 entrance, and I pushed. She was afraid, she stretched out, I told her to relax, I put my hand in her hair, on her boob, but she continued to struggle, to scream. When, with smashing difficulty, I managed to sink late inside her, I began to masturbate her, I enjoyed her button with two of my fingers, to make him get out of its concealing spot, pinching it gently, then I played with her lips, I triturated them, to realise her squeal, and of line I fingered her. I could find my prick with my finger through her walls, and it was avowedly that I had to pull her apart. Finally, nothing more than than what a woman worthy of the name should be ready to take ! With my finger I started to move back and forth inside her cunt, as if it was a small cock, and I think she started to have sex it, she relaxed a bit and my peter started to go and come carefully into his bowels. I told her piddling Son of love, my beautiful girl, my pretty Beatrice, to alter her from her gramps who ony watered them with racist affront. In any typeface, even her little kitty was not so soused. I was giviing her long but powerful gust of cock. In the mirror, her optic silently pleaded for my mercifulness, but sometimes I had the effect that she wanted me to extend, that bother and pleasure mingled in her. After a month of only handjobs, it was too respectable, I did not delay to love and I sent my incestuous sperm cell deep inside her bowels. When I got out of her, I kept caressing her, and I said, `` You see it was practiced, '' and she said, `` Yes Daddy '', I do n't be intimate whether she was lying or not.

This way, trying to be a little sweet, I got to take a shit erotic love, regularly, with Beatrice. I did her all that his grandad did, but with lovemaking. I think she ended up having a little fun. On the former hand, it was insufferable to communicate with Berenice. She continued to take care at me with the Sami fierce hatred. I thought `` so much the worse for her '', I had never tasted her charm, and it was out of the question that only my forefather would benefit from them. One eve, 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 fight, shouting. Awakened also, Beatrice lit the lightness. I gave Berenice a masterful slap : `` Well, you are not going to act like a frightened Virgin, I do not want anything more than than your granddad. '' I was much unattackable than her, very quickly I took off her pajamas and pants, and I put my dick inside her dry, hot as hell pussy, and I started filing her. She was trying to kick me, perforate me, under the mystify gaze of Beatrice who had never seen me in such a spell. On the one hired man it was very dainty to kiss a little girl who did not want it, it gave spice to the post, but it was also tiring. I punched each of her boob, the botheration was so unattackable that she was forced to cease. `` That will teach you, little bitch, it would surprise me that you behave like that with gramps ! '' She was breathless, which did not prevent me from continuing to swing out her hot piddling pussy, until, feeling my enjoyment close, I retired and came in her expression, to be sure enough that her humiliation was complete. I told her `` go and rent a bathroom, you bitch '', and she headed, naked, superb, defeated, towards the bathroom. I said to Beatrice `` Go back to catch some Z's, you are my favorite girl, as long as you will be nice 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 missy with her. Otherwise, he would give the police the film about Beatrice 's rape ... You 're so predictable, Papa !

I was obliged to tell Thérèse the upshot of the by weeks, almost as I have comme from telling you, but omitting certain details. Oddly, Therese was angry, but not surprise. Knowing my forefather, she knew very well that he could not be held indefinitely far from our daughter, but she would give birth liked me to confide her enough to talk to her about it. She would also have liked to be able-bodied to prepare the fille, at least psychologically, explain the position to them, show up them pornography picture so that they knew what was going to happen to them, that it was convention, perhaps offer them a dildo. Finally, she had to take on the situation. She told me she 'd go public lecture to the girls.

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