When I had married Therese, about 19 twelvemonth ago, there had been a lot of agitation in my class. Indeed, Therese was a sculptural Black from Martinique, who had lived in France for some yr. She was a breathtaking beaut : 1m80, breasts like bombshells, an ass a saint would defeat for, large-minded articulatio coxae and a decent short belly. I still do not understand how she looked at a guy like me. The problem is that my parents were racist. My Church Father had not dared to protest, but when my mother learned that I was going to marry Therese, and that she was pregnant, she had a very violent reaction, screamed ugly racialist insults, said she was going to disinherit me ( it was she who had all the money in her couple with ). She was not very good for you, she had a nitty-gritty attach the succeeding week and died a few hours later.

However, my founder 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 have it registered by the notary public public, and I was still legally her inheritor, unless mortal ( my Father of the Church, for illustration ) went to the notary. With his usual cynicism, my father then offered me a perfectly disgusting contract. He would not indicate the declaration to the notary if my married woman agreed to interchange his. Very clearly, he wanted Therese to slumber with him. He despised her because of her skin colouration, but he wanted to have a go at it her ! I was enraged, and I left him without answering. However, when I spoke of his attitude to my married woman, Therese, although she was disgusted, told me that we could not afford to lose the hereditary pattern : We would fall behind the business firm, and if I lost my female parent 's workshop, I would be unemployed. And we could not open it, my married woman was significant, we were going to suffer huge expenses.

That 's how my wife ended up giving in to my father 's desires. From metre to time, even today, she receives a call from my father, and I know that she goes menage to pee honey. Once, he even gave me a CD on which he recorded her having sex with him. At first 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 prison term to time, I watch the CD in hole-and-corner before making love to my married woman, it makes me imprecate strong !
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 don, the situation weighs on my wife and my couple. I think that 's why she did not desire to experience other children. Yet, our two Gemini the Twins, Beatrice and Berenice, are a cracking informant of joy. They have just turned 18, and they are beautiful as the day. Light skin, long curve hairsbreadth, angel faces, curious about everything, always smiling ... At that age, they are curious and they ask, from clock time to clock time interrogative about boys, about love, especially Berenice, to which my married woman tries to respond as substantially 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 interest despite her shyness. Béatrice and Bérénice are piddling cleaning woman. Although my wife and I keep them as far away from the small as possible, My founder clearly saw them changing. A few calendar week ago, while he was asking me for news of my girl ( not of my wife, he had just shagged her ), he added : `` Your daughters are very cute ... I would care to suggest you something ... ``. I knew perfectly well what my father was referring to. `` Dad, we have a contract, commemorate, Thérèse regularly accolade this contract ! ``

'' Well, quite rightly, I want to project to you ... an amendment ! Your two little coon, I want them ! Otherwise, do not forget that I have your mother 's will in my possession, I still can evidence it to a notary ! ``

Suddenly resigned, I understood that he continued to harbour me by the formal. I had no way to protect my little little girl. My father even asked me to be his accomplice, he let me make up one's mind when he would spoil them. I could not believe my spike, but I had to obey.

Luck was with me ( rather with my founding father ). Two calendar week later, my married woman had to occur back to Martinique, her female parent was sick. She would stick there for at least a month. The summer break of the girls had just begun. So very quickly, I sent my girl to my father 's. I explained to them that since I was working, it was their grandpa who would get hold of maintenance of them. They were surprised, because we hardly ever went to granddaddy 's, whereas we lived nearby, and because they had never spent their holiday at his home. To prevent them from asking too many dubiousness, I gave them new apparel to put on, according to the instructions that my Fatherhood gave me. They were all excited, and for good intellect ! I had bought very sexy outfit, like the ones their mother refused to buy. When they came out of their elbow room with these clothes, I was breathless ! My two little girls had the consistence of two little whores, and kept their angelic expression ! A T-shirt tight, very décolleté, let come along the birth of their titty that promised to suit two pretty apples. The tee shirt were brusque, I almost could see their umbilicus ! And their bottoms ! They wore ultra-tight shorts, and had two lovely piffling asses ! At every step they made, I almost could see the moon ! Spontaneously, they rushed towards me to kiss me ( on the buttock, alas ! ) and, without afterthoughts, plated their trivial titties against me. It gave me a erection, and I was ashamed. Having a hard-on in front of such an innocent gesture, 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 trip separating us from the star sign of pa. I continued to possess a hard-on. A new desire, as obscene as that of my founding father, was beginning to agitate me.

Finally, we arrived at Dad 's. When the young woman got out of the car, they rushed to their grandfather to osculate him. He acted like a good grandpa for five instant, and sent them toy in the garden. They started laughing. I told him :
- Those girls love you. Are you sure that 's what you want ? !
- of form ! attend at their buns !
- All right, but I want to protect them. I know you 're not going to engage precautions. Berenice is warm, she will hold out. But Beatrice ... She 's still so ... innocent, so ... fragile.
- Yes, that 's why I want it ! Come on, it will not defeat her to be raped by her grandpa !
- But ... I can not halt you from raping her. The merely thing I beg you ... is ... to let me ... film ... her virginity ... ``
My Father of the Church looked at me for a few seconds with bulging optic. I was afraid of his response, and he had to sense it. Then he started laughing : `` Ah, son, you 're no better than me ! I thought you let your nigger married woman normal you, but you 're just starting to empathize what to do with your cock ... ejaculate on, we 're going to lionize ! ``
half an hour later, he finally came back with his bottle of champagne and four transverse flute. I told him, defeated :
- You 've put the metre !
'' It 's because ... I 've prepared the client way for you to be at your ease when the fourth dimension comes ... missy, come to me, Grandpa is offering you champagne ! ``

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

More sex than ever, the young lady drank their Champagne almost dry, while Papa tasted it with a prurient look that oscillated between me and the girls, and that I scarcely touched the contents of my glass. When I got up, my erection detriment. Dad said, `` Beatrice, your father has something to tell you, follow him. '' `` Berenice, come in with me, I 'll read you a very fun plot ! '' Troubled, I went with Beatrice to the notable guest room. When we both entered, I closed the door ( while realizing the fatuousness of this precaution, there is no lock ). She was a little drunk, cheerful, relaxed. I took the opportunity to sit Beatrice on the bed and on my knees. 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 brow, and I started to talk to her : `` Beatrice my dear, listen to me very carefully, I 'll spill the beans to you like a woman. '' She is very a very intelligent little girl, she immediately understood that I had something very important to secern her. Again I kissed him on the rightfulness cheek. `` You know, a hanker metre ago, Mom and I fell in love with one another, and that 's how you and your sis came to the human beings. '' I kissed her on the other cheek, and placed my hired hand on her articulatio humeri. Of course, I did not retreat them. `` But there is a problem, some Patrick White people do not like blacks, they are dullard and iniquity, but that 's how it is. '' I kissed her fiddling nose, while stroking her cervix. I felt Beatrice shuddering, but she did n't said anything, I do not think she saw Thomas More than a gesture of parental fondness. `` You see them every day at school, your grandmother was one of those the great unwashed, I think your grandfather too. '' Slowly, I slid the hand that was on her cervix on one of her breasts, through her wearing apparel, and I laid her on her hip. `` Your grandfather can smash us, he can fire us from our abode '' She looked at me, straight in the eye. `` He is blackmailing me. If we do as he wants, he wo n't exact us whatever we have ...
'' What are you talking about, Dad ? '' I slid the hired hand that had remained on her shoulder, on her other breast, on her other hip, but I continued until the nativity of her bare thigh. I answered her : `` It 's very simple darling. He wants ... ( at that instant I put my handwriting on her hip around her belly, my hand resting on her thigh around her chest as a safety belt, I squeezed my girl around me like in an affectionate gesture and I whispered in her ear : ) `` He wants us to make love, and make believe passion 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 form without succeeder, and I pressed her a little harder, taking advantage of one of my hands against one of her tit. `` Shhhh but it 's innate, you know, it happens to every girl one day, OK, not with their begetter for most of them, but you can imagine that I am, I do n't know, a boy that you like, or that supervisor whom you find cute.
'' But dada, '' she said, with tears in her eyes and dickhead in her voice, `` it is not potential, this is incest, and I 'm too young ! ``
'' 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 grandfather, but I 'm afraid he 's not as dainty as I am ! ``

I was a bit ashamed of the stratagem, because after all I had this idea that would allow me to take 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 sentence 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 glossa. I know her mother loves this, and apparently, it does not provide immaterial our daughter, whom I felt shivering despite the tears on her beautiful face. I continued by massaging her calves, and giving small kisses on her knees. Beatrice was almost calm, she continued to sob but less stiff. When I came to her thighs, I eagerly licked them inside while stroking them remote. Her skin was so soft, so sleek, 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 dissent, that it was disgusting but that it began to prickle ! I caressed her haircloth, played with them, and covered her look with kisses, before planting one on her heavy lips ! In spite of herself, I felt thar she closed her back talk on my tongue when I pushed my tongue into her sass. After this French candy kiss, the little one I gave her on the back talk seemed almost chaste in comparison. Then my kisses continued, in her neck, on her bare articulatio humeri, on her décolleté. I stroked her stomach after putting my 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 rightfulness to the left and from the left field to the right. Through the fabric, I gave her other breast the same treatment. Her areolas hardened, no doubtfulness in spite of herself, they now pointed through her tee shirt that my shot had deformed, and that almost left naked her pass on bosom with such a light skin and a dark dark-brown head teacher. After kissing her, I thought she was ready for more. I told her to lift her tail, and I took off her shorts, uncovering her childish panties concealed by her whorish shorts. I kissed her piffling ass through the fabric, then decided to give myself to ... the all-important ! Always through the framework, not to intimidate her too much, I began to kiss and lick her minuscule vulva. Then I lowered the panties and continued this cunnilingus on her raw pussy, dotted with an already particularly hazy cunthair, exquisite pink brim and clit like a rose bud that my saliva and maybe even a bit of cyprin began to lube. The smell and taste of my daughter was exquisite. Bea sprung between two shit, something that resembled a suspiration of contentment. At the very same moment, Berenice, entered the room without a warn, she was handcuffed, and she shouted : `` Dad, looking at the conjuration john that Grandpa taught me to do with handcuffs ! ``.

Of course of study, she was astonished to see her twin half naked while I licked her twat ! She stayed calm for a few fractions of a second, then turned to the door, tried to will the guest room, but my father had already arrived to halt the road. `` Do not run away, my dear, interesting affair are just beginning ! '' It was over with the good grandfather, I already knew what was the fate of Berenice. So I started to osculate Beatrice 's puss again. The hapless girl was totally bewidered, while Berenice, handcuffed meanwhile her founding father was raping her babe and her granddad was holding her firmly, was understanding that this storey of magic was just a snare, a stalking-horse for handcuffing her. To prevent Beatrice from panicking, considering the fragile spot, I decided to speed the evasive action, and to murder my pants, revealing to the sight of the three people represent my put up cock. Anyways, I could not stimulate lubricated Beatrice anymore. My forefather threw a looking at of desire on this repulsive aspect, while Beatrice curled up slightly, and Bere tried to round me in a despairing attack to forestall me from taking her sis. Fortunately my father was there to discontinue her, I think that she could have got killed me ! Grabbing my lips from the sex of Beatrice with ruefulness, I positioned my rooster at the entrance of Beatrice 's one. I made the joy last a long fourth dimension by masturbating between her lips, then I penetrated her. Her virginal blood flowed between her thigh, then stained the sheets. She grimaced and wept. That was it, I was for the first sentence extracurricular, incestuous, and a rapist. And I loved it ! Berenice was howling like a hysterical, in battlefront the show Beatrice and I were giving her, and also because her granddad had already torn her jersey, stripping her small breasts and mauling them without mercy. `` Let me deliver my way, you filthy spade, your father decided that for you, he 's your master, then obey ! ''. I closed Beatrice 's eyes with my deal and told her : `` You do n't need to see that, '' and gave a farseeing osculation on her sassing, while caressing her knocker, any girl likes it. Once I thought she had gone through the pain of the rupture of her hymen, I began my movement back and Forth. It was delicious, I had never made erotic love to a girl so tight, she was my first virgin in improver ! My Father-God had hung Bere by her wrists at the door handle with her manacle, he had forced her to kneel, lowered her shorts, his own trouser, and I could see by the warm movement of her hind end that he pounded her doggy mode, without any forethought in spite of her virginity, while striking her tit in round. I would let preferred that Bea did not see that ... I could see by her facial expression that she was dying that it would end. It fell well, I was eager to enjoy. I felt the sperm rise in my cock, and finally I ejaculated in a loudly cry. I imagined my midst, slimy streak of spermatozoan inside my lilliputian fille 's vagina. Fortunately, Dad, who is a pill pusher, has stolen from his pharmacy all the necessary contraception ! At one moment, among Berenice 's heartrending tears, I heard my father utter a cry similar to mine. I realized that Dad had just emptied his balls into Berenice 's affair. Suddenly nauseated, I got up, I put on my pants, and, lowering my gaze, I muttered to the girls to obey their Grandpa. I ran to the car, tears in my optic, and I started the car like an automaton. My God, my two piddling pet, what horror I have just done ? !

*

For a month, I almost had no news of the girls. I did n't dared to predict my Father of the Church. However, he had the diplomacy of sending me a mp4. He had filmed the rape I had given to Beatrice, with a hidden television camera, and, I was sure, he would use it to reinforce his blackmail on me and my couple. Yet, I could not help but wank myself by remembering this instant ! 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 malice of everything, I read fear in Beatrice 's eye, 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 lodge. The old bastard was careful not to appear on the covert ! The two girls, still sitting on the bed, hugged each other, brass to case. Their breasts touched. Then they began to kiss, on the mouth. Small pecks at the kickoff, but I imagine that Dad said something to them since very soon they put the tongue. I could see their two pink lingua touching each early, their lips looking for each former, the strand of spit between their two lip ... They stared at the camera, probably their first porn, at least as actresses ! They ended up going to bed. Bérénice began caressing her sis 's breasts, then sucking them, running her lingua on the small mamilla, small areola, while spreading her legs and masturbating ... Even if I knew that they did not want this, that it was just one of the many episodes of the constrained sexual 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 fuzz of her Sister who sucked her breasts. But Berenice did not block up there. After a abbreviated hateful flavour at the music director, she began licking and kissing Beatrice 's belly, then kissing the blurry hair of her counterpart 's mound ! With her finger's breadth, she spread the lips of her delectable sis, showing the tv camera her genitalia in all its splendor, and she attacked the vulva with her lip ! In close-up, you could see the bust of rage and humiliation running down her cheeks. With hesitation, she began to lick, with the tip of the lingua, the clitoris of Bea. The short embrown pink sex was getting wetter, I think Beatrice could not help but wet a little. Berenice, henceforth, was licking her baby 's cunt with all her tongue, no question she was following the instructions given by my sire, and even dashed a finger into her snatch. Meanwhile, the television camera was also filming the hired hand of the cameraman groping Berenice 's ass and stroking her minuscule puck ... This same manus made a star sign to Berenice, who fell on all quaternity on the bed, legs well apart, pussy and anus displaying. Meanwhile, Beatrice listened anxiously to the teaching. She raised her hands and berm, as a sign of refusal and helplessness, but soon she lowered her head, defeated. She began to stroke her sister 's can, then to put her fingers in the line of merchandise. Looking imploring, she looked at the photographic camera one last time, but her granddad had to be sturdy. trembling, she approached her back talk from Berenice 's anus, made a timid kiss, then began licking her sister 's anus. Lucky Berenice ! When I think Thérèse always refused licking my Puck, and that, at 18, she is to enjoy this ! I could not remain firm it any more ! I accelerated my handjob, and I ejaculated while Beatrice, whithout stopping this anus thrashing, sticked her fingerbreadth in Béré 's pussycat. Then the girls laid side by slope, on their backs, their stage 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 gumption to catch it.

*
The day we had agreed upon, I went back to my father 's home to get my daughters. The atmosphere was profound. When I arrived they were half nude, I asked them to dress quickly. I did not make bold to look at them in the typeface, nor at my father, especially when he told them `` See you soon my favourite ! ``, with his usual timbre of a estimable granddad. 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 exchange a news on the unscathed trip.

What I had not told them was that their mother had extended her check in Martinique. I did not say Daddy either, because I knew he would sustain them at plate, for himself. At the same clip, I wanted to protect them from his assaults, and to prevent 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 particular, the blackmail her grandpa 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 toilsome time understanding how raping her could serve, 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 excruciation. She also explained to me that my Father of the Church told them that it was all my idea, I denied it, but I do not hump if she really believed me. Anyway, was that making a departure ? In my turn, 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 blowjob, that they had to be fucked in the ass, to make have sex 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 questions about her first sodomy, she told me that it had been very awful, that she had felt torn, and that it had been the Saami every time grandad had fucked her. I explained her that assfucking can be very skillful, if well done, but that she suffered because her Grandpa is a minuscule sadistic. The anxiety in her optic redoubled, when I told her : `` Dad wants it to be a pleasant bit for you, let 's go. '' I took her hand, took her to the room I shared with Therese, and asked her to undress. The wretched miss was already crying, but she was used to being rape, and no longer thought of disobeying. When she was naked, I kissed her, and I started to stroke her breasts, I always made a fixation on women 's tit ! She shuddered, pitiful girl ! Then I told her to climb on all fours on the bed, according to what I had seen from gay woman erotica she and her babe knew this position well, and I attacked her puck, with my finger's breadth first, caressing it, pretending to thumb it, tickling it around. Then I started to lick the picayune anus, I felt Beatrice contracting under my slug, it was delicious ! Then I undressed, completely, for the first time I was naked in front of my trivial Bea. I asked her to take in my turncock, I told her that her spittle would make a little raw lubricant. She grabbed my prick with her mouth, and started sucking, like a real pro. The tongue, the cheeks, the lips, she used as a whore. I wondered how often my father had ade her swallow his stopcock in Holy Order to attain such a result. I had to defy back so I could not come. I would hold liked filling her mouth, but her ass needed a hard tool. I pulled out of the vaseline of my Nox board, I ordered to lubricate my cock, and I put a considerable sum of money 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 penis at the entree, and I pushed. She was afraid, she stretched out, I told her to unwind, I put my manus in her tomentum, on her breast, but she continued to struggle, to scream. When, with great difficulty, I managed to sink deep inside her, I began to masturbate her, I enjoyed her clitoris with two of my finger, to make him get out of its concealing 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 palpate my cock with my finger's breadth through her wall, and it was true that I had to tear her apart. Finally, nothing More than what a woman worthy of the name should be make to engage ! With my fingerbreadth I started to move back and forth inside her cunt, as if it was a humble stopcock, and I think she started to roll in the hay it, she relaxed a bit and my shaft started to go and get along carefully into his bowel. I told her small words of love, my beautiful girl, my reasonably Beatrice, to vary her from her grandfather who ony watered them with racialist insults. In any case, even her little puss was not so tight. I was giviing her long but powerful C of cock. In the mirror, her eyes silently pleaded for my mercy, but sometimes I had the stamp that she wanted me to continue, that painfulness and pleasure mingled in her. After a month of only handjobs, it was too just, I did not detain to revel and I sent my incestuous spermatozoon cryptic inside her bowels. When I got out of her, I kept caressing her, and I said, `` You see it was full, '' and she said, `` Yes Daddy '', I do n't know whether she was lying or not.

This way, trying to be a little mellifluous, I got to make love, regularly, with Beatrice. I did her all that his grandfather did, but with love. I think she ended up having a short fun. On the other hand, it was impossible to communicate with Berenice. She continued to reckon at me with the same fierce hatred. I thought `` so a good deal the worse for her '', I had never tasted her magical spell, and it was impossible that only my Father-God would benefit from them. One evening, therefore, I entered, naked, rear, in the twins'room, and I went to Berenice 's bed. I ripped off her blanket, she woke up and began to shinny, 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 need anything More than your grandpa. '' I was much solid than her, very quickly I took off her pajamas and knickers, and I put my prick inside her dry, hot as Hades slit, and I started filing her. She was trying to kick me, plug me, under the nonplus gaze of Beatrice who had never seen me in such a trance. On the one hand it was very dainty to kiss a young woman who did not want it, it gave spice to the state of affairs, but it was also tiring. I punched each of her knocker, the annoyance was so strong that she was forced to stop. `` That will instruct you, minuscule kick, it would surprise me that you behave like that with gramps ! '' She was breathless, which did not prevent me from continuing to sweep her hot trivial pussy, until, feeling my delectation close, I retired and came in her face, to be sure that her mortification was accomplished. I told her `` go and take a bath, you bitch '', and she headed, naked, superb, defeated, towards the can. I said to Beatrice `` Go back to log Z's, you are my favourite 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 girls with her. Otherwise, he would devote the police the film about Beatrice 's rapine ... You 're so predictable, pa !

I was obliged to tell Thérèse the result of the retiring weeks, almost as I have comme from telling you, but omitting sure item. Oddly, Therese was angry, but not surprised. Knowing my don, she knew very well that he could not be held indefinitely far from our daughters, but she would birth liked me to bank her enough to talk to her about it. She would also have liked to be able to prepare the girls, at least psychologically, excuse the spot to them, show them porn motion-picture show so that they knew what was going to happen to them, that it was rule, perhaps propose them a dildo. Finally, she had to accept the place. She told me she 'd go talk to the girls.

On Sabbatum cockcrow, 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 Lapp photoflash distress and hatred ...