The strength of Brenda's incestuous desire was expressed by the aggressiveness shown by her during the first "accidental" sexual interlude with her father. Her assumption of the dominant "female on top" position for the actual sex act was probably prompted by this strong and previously unexpressed desire. It was certainly encouraged by the weakness shown by her father.
Here we have seen a classic example of the destruction of the family structure which Freud felt was the foundation of the barrier against incest. Children traditionally look to the father for strength, for the provision of food and comfort, and for protection. And, without knowing it, children look to the father for affection that is very much akin to sexual love. Freud was aware of this last when he wrote:
"Children themselves behave from an early age as though their dependence on the people looking after them were in the nature of sexual love. Anxiety in children is nothing more than an expression of the fact that they are feeling the loss of the person they love."
When Brenda's father succumbed totally to his grief, thus losing the image of the strong father who provides and protects, he opened the way for her to express these hidden feelings of sexual love.
The actions of Brenda's father, following the death of his wife, seem to bear out the following theory from the writings of Freud:
"... an adult who has become neurotic owing to his libido being unsatisfied behaves in his anxiety like a child; he begins to be frightened when he is alone, that is to say when he is taken away from someone of whose love he had felt secure, and he begins to assuage this fear by the most childish measures, casting about for another object of love... often a sexual object."
Long-running incestuous relationships such as the one between Brenda and her father are probably a rarity. Due to the closeness of most families within the structure of our society the opportunity for such a relationship is seldom present. The presence of other family members prevents such an arrangement, or, at least, discourages it.
Such an arrangement would quickly be discovered within a total family unit; and it is probably for this reason that most incestuous relationships — be they between daughter and father, brother and sister or between mother and son — are usually one time occurrences, or, at the most, brief affairs. That is to say, they are more likely to be quite like the "accidental" sexual contact which Brenda described, though hers was only a beginning.
These brief sexual involvements between members of the same family occur when both opportunity and arousal rear their heads in unison — as mentioned previously — and, for various reasons, including moral restrictions and the always present chance of discovery, seldom lead to prolonged affairs. Brenda's case was totally different.
With no mother present to represent the chance of discovery, and having severed other social contacts, she was free to develop her own moral code, to continue the affair with her father as a small part of the barrier against incest — a reminder that she was, after all, her father's daughter, not his wife. Brenda's incestuous relationship with her father may well have been a major reason for the sexual promiscuity of Terri, the younger sister.
"Kids have big eyes," as Brenda put it, and the knowledge that her father was regularly having intercourse with his own daughter, Terri's older sister, is certain to have contributed heavily to the destruction of any moral code the young girl may have been taught or developed on her own... Any taboo against casual intercourse, for instance, would surely seem ridiculous to a child who knows that those who seek to impose it are acting in violation of the strongest taboo of all — the taboo against incest.
"Do as I say, not as I do," is seldom a good philosophy by which to rear a child. And so the stage was set for Terri's entry into the world of incest. She was aware that Brenda and her father were regularly engaged in coitus: she was already past the age of first sexual experience, and Brenda had decided to introduce her to the bed of her father.
There are few statistics available regarding the frequency of what is probably best described as "multiple incest". That term is used in reference to a situation where incest, once begun, is repeated within the family. It does seem safe to assume, however, that the barrier against incest, once it has fallen, will never again be erected, and that a father who has passed the barrier with one daughter will find the barrier no longer exists when he is provided the opportunity to repeat the act with another.
In any case, Brenda had reached her decision.
"Christ, you're raunchy tonight," Daddy said as I knelt beside him on the bed, teasing his cock and balls with my fingers, getting ready to take his cock in my mouth and suck him off. He knew that I had to be really horny before I would blow him without being asked, or at least encouraged, and I was going after his cock like a dog goes after a bone. And his cock — hot and rigid inside the moving circle of my fingers — was a pretty good bone to be going after. As I bent low and fitted my lips around the smooth head of it, I heard him say, in a teasing voice, "What's gotten into you to make you so eager tonight?"
"That's the problem," I said, turning my head so that the smooth tip of his prick was resting against my cheek and I was smiling into his face. "Nothing's gotten into me yet... And it never will unless you stop talking and let me get down to the business of sucking this dick."
"Suck away, Dolly," he said as I stuck out my tongue then, turning my head, slowly licked a circle around the purplish head of his tool. I heard him exhale loudly, and he shifted his hips on the rumpled sheets.
Holding his cock in the grasp of my right hand and slowly and steadily and methodically licking the upper inches of it, I pressed the index finger of my left hand deep into the yielding, wrinkled and hair-covered flesh that covered his nuts. I heard him moan. But it was a moan of pleasure, I knew I had long ago learned that he liked a tiny bit of pain with his sex, especially when his cock was being sucked. I liked to give him that pain — especially when I was horny.
And I was certainly horny tonight!
My case of the hot pants had started earlier in the evening, when I'd finally, bluntly and openly, suggested to Terri that she could try fucking Daddy herself, if she was really so jealous about the whole thing. Her reactions surprised me, and left me so hot between the legs I'd been able to think of nothing else for the rest of the day.
"Would you... would the two of you really let me go to bed with you?" she'd asked almost shyly... and although that may not have been exactly what she'd meant, the rest of my day had been filled with visions of the three of us in a tangle of naked flesh.
"Rub your nipples against the head of it, the way that almost makes me unload," Daddy pleaded. His hands slipped between my naked thighs, one stroking me there the other rubbing my cunt, as I raised my mouth from the head of his cock. It glistened wetly.
I crouched over him with my tits hanging beneath me. I used my hand to guide his cock so that it brushed my stiffened nipples, first one, then the other. His fingers slipped inside my cunt, and I felt the same excitement I always feel when I know that the cock being teased by the touch of my nipples will soon be inside my cunt... stroking me, pumping at me, flooding me with come. I thought of Terri and wondered if the simple touch of her young tits against his cock would bring him this close to coming. Probably. Her tits were becoming quite beautiful.