"I live in San Francisco now, and Dave and I share an apartment with two other couples. We switch off for sex sometimes, but we don't have what you'd call 'orgies;' we just do it privately. I don't have any feeling for the others they're just good sex partners. I don't feel bad about giving up my baby. I've got plenty of time left if I ever decide I want kids and marriage, but I doubt if I ever will, I work as a waitress and I chip in my money to help Dave. All of us pool our money for rent and food. It's not a bad life. When Dave graduates, I don't know what we'll do. We may stay together or split.
"I don't think I'm a freak,' as far as sex goes. I've talked about it with some other girls, and except that I'm a little younger than most of them, I’m not so different. Several of the girls I know have told me that they had their first sex with either their brother, father or an uncle. So I don't feel I'm a weirdo just because I had sex with my brother, and my first real fuck from my father.
"I to pretty content, sometimes even happy. And, after all, that's the name of the game isn't it?"
On the flip side of the coin, incest may sometimes involve rape at least statutory rape. Those inclined to be lenient may refer to such instances as seduction. We present here the narration of Phyllis L.
"You're a writer. That's why I'm telling you this. Maybe you can tell others that even if she becomes a whore it isn't always a girl's fault. It certainly wasn't mine. My father was to blame the sonofabitch! I don't want to be emotional, but it's hard not to be.
"I was home alone with my father this one night. My mother was in the hospital and I was feeling so alone. I guessed I sensed that my mother was dying and I needed someone someone to just hold me and love me…
"I didn't realize it at the time, but my father didn't love my mother. Maybe he never did. He was unconcerned because she was so sick. He hadn't even taken me to the hospital to visit her that night. But I wasn't thinking of those things then, I just felt awfully alone.
"My father was laying on the couch, watching TV. I'd been in bed for a couple of hours, but I couldn't sleep. I just wanted to be with somebody just to feel that I wasn't alone. My father had been drinking pretty steadily all evening beer he always drank beer. I got out of bed and peeked into the front room. He was half-asleep, propped up on one elbow, but groggy. I just had to be near someone. He and I had never been really close, I suppose. At least, if he loved me he never showed it outwardly. He never kissed me. I got the idea that he had wanted a boy, and was disappointed in me though he never said so. But he was all I had, so I went out and cuddled up to him on the couch.
"He was in his underwear a skivvy shirt and boxer shorts. I could see his soft prick through the front slit in his shorts. I didn't think much of it, but I had on a 'shortie' nightgown. There were no panties to it, so if I made certain moves, it showed my bare ass and my pussy.
"When I snuggled up to him, I was facing him. He sat up and looked down at me. My nightie.was up and he could see my naked pussy. I still didn't think anything of it. I just put my head in his lap and turned to watch TV. I was aware of feeling his prick beneath my cheek, and after a couple of minutes I could feel it getting hard. It bobbed up against my face and I began to get a funny, hot feeling between my legs.
"Then I felt Daddy's hand rubbing my back. He moved down quickly to my ass, and his fingers began to stray up the crack between my asscheeks, touching my asshole once in awhile. I have to admit, it worked me up. I began to move my face around so it rubbed against his hard cock, and he ran his fingers under my asshole and touched the lips of my pussy.
"I moved my head some more and I could see his cock sticking up straight in front of me. I could see the hair around it. The big, purple head of it was about an inch from my mouth.
"I knew a little about sex, and I knew this was all wrong, but I was fascinated by the closeness of his prick, and the way he was making me tingle with his hands in my pussy. I started to get up, saying I had to go to the bathroom, but he held me down. Then he reached around in front and put his finger right up inside my cunt. I jumped, half-scared, half-thrilled, but before I could really move, he shoved my face down so that my lips touched the head of his prick. I was afraid to put it in my mouth, but I was afraid not to. I thought he'd beat me. Once in a great while, I'd seen him beat my mother with his fists, and I didn't want any of that.
"His finger was going deeper and deeper into my cunt, and I began to move my body to help him hit the right spots. Before I knew what I was doing, I put my lips around the head of his prick and began to suck. The deeper it went into my mouth, the hotter I got. I rolled over so that I could hold the shaft in my hand and sink it into my mouth. He moved his hand so that he had his thumb up my asshole and his finger up my cunt. Then he wiggled them and dug his nails into me. It started to make me dizzy I I mean it! I was almost in a daze from the excitement he was driving through my body. I felt his prick throbbing and jerking, and I let it go deeper into my mouth, sucking hard on it.
"As I felt a big surge of hot, salty jism shoot into my mouth, I had a wild, crazy feeling spread all over me, starting at my cunt. I knew I'd come, and I loved it. I didn't care if it was my father it was thrilling.
"I hardly remember him getting up and laying me down on my back. He took his shorts off, and his prick was as big and as hard as ever. I spread my legs wide. I wanted that hot, wet cock between my legs. I wanted to come again. I wanted his prick to make me come!
"When he shoved his cock into my pussy, I thought I'd faint from the pain. I didn't want to cry, but I had to. I began to cry and beg him to stop, but he wouldn't. He was panting and making funny noises. He didn't even know that it was his daughter that he was fucking!
"The deeper into my cunt he went, the more I adjusted to it, the more I warmed up the more excited I got. In a minute, I was bucking and bobbing, pushing my cunt and hips up to meet his lunges. When he shot into me he collapsed with a big groan, but he still kept pumping. I had the wildest come you could imagine.
"He came to life quickly and he wiggled his prick around inside me until it got hard again, he reached up with one hand and dug his nails into the nipple of my breast. My titties were pretty full not big, but round and up-tilted. And when he dug his nails in, it shot a thrill all through me. He moved his head down and nibbled and bit at my nipple, making me hotter and hotter. He just kept on moving down with his mouth, his prick slipping out of my cunt. He nipped at my stomach, stuck his tongue into my bellybutton, then made a big dive at my cunt!
"He bit and sucked, then he shoved at least three fingers up into my cunt deep. He dug in with his nails, and before I knew what was happening, I came again!
"This drove him wild. He rolled me over on my stomach and mounted me from the back. He drove his cock up into my asshole and I screamed in pain. It was as if he didn't even hear me. He just rammed that fat, stiff prick in and out of my tender asshole while I screamed and cried for him to stop!
"He stopped after I felt the warm flood of his come in my asshole. Then he collapsed again, kissing my neck and back, his flabby prick still in my asshole. I guess I hated him, but at the same time, I loved him sexually as a man. I wanted him to put that cock into my cunt again and make up for all the pain he'd given me when he had fucked me in the asshole.
"I moved away and managed to roll so that I was lying beside him, facing him. He was crying, but I didn't care. The part of me that was hating him said: 'come on, you big fucker it's my turn.'