Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 16

Footsteps crunched on gravel. Metal jangled. A flashlight shone as the cop approached. My heart beat faster and faster. I groaned, my balls growing tighter and tighter as I violated all the taboos and mores of our society: fucking my barely legal daughter in public.

“How are you doing toni...?” The cop's words trailed off, shining his flashlight into the car through my wife's window. The beam fell on her jiggling tits then flicked to my daughter bouncing on my dick, her pigtails flying. “Holy shit!”

His hand shot down, fumbling for a gun.

“Officer, freeze!” I commanded.

My brain prickled as my powers worked. Little fuzzy dots darted across my vision for a moment. The cop didn't want to freeze, but my brainwaves rewrote his. He did, flashlight aimed right between my daughter's legs, where her flesh united with mine.

“Now, Officer, I'm Michael Horne. And it's perfectly legal for me to fuck my barely legal daughters.” The prickling grew worse. Needles stabbed into my brain. Darkness fuzzed across my vision. I blinked, slamming my daughter down my cock. “Legal for any father to fuck his daughter,” I added, voice strained. “Right?”

“Of course, Mr. Horne,” the cop said, his voice sounding dazed. “But you're in public.”

“That's legal, too,” I groaned. The prickling returned, but not as bad as the first one. After making him believe incest was okay, public sex wasn't nearly as hard to convince him of. “And I believe you pulled us over for speeding.”

“75 in a 40,” he said, shaking his head. I noticed him staring at Kitty bouncing on my dick.

“You like looking at my eighteen-year-old daughter?” I grinned. “At her firm tits?”

“Daddy likes my itty-bitty tits,” gasped my daughter, her pussy clenching on my dick.

“Yes,” the cop admitted, sounding ashamed.

“Nothing wrong with liking them young,” I groaned. “I bet you have your own daughter her age.”
“I do.”

Anne shivered. “You and your wife should really fuck her,” she groaned, her tits heaving, fingers pumping noisily in and out of her snatch. “It's so much fun having sex with your daughters.”

“It is!” Crystal moaned from the backseat. “And if she has a sister, they totally have to lez out.”

“Just have to scissor their pussies together, Officer,” Jessica added, her big tits slapping together as she and my daughter gasped and moaned in the back.

“That does sound...nice,” the officer groaned.

“More than nice,” I panted, the pressure building in my balls. “To slide into your daughter's pussy, to feel the cunt that you created with your wife wrapping about your dick is amazing. It's magical. The union of the flesh you made with yours. Every father has to experience it.”

“And every daughter!” moaned Kitty, her body bucking. “Daddy, yes!”

Her orgasm screamed through the car as her pussy went wild about my dick. Barely legal flesh convulsed in rapture about my shaft. Her hips quivered, stirring her snatch around my cock, massaging me. The pressure built in my balls.

“Cum in me, Daddy!” she squeaked. “Breed me! I want to have your daughter, Daddy! Then you can fuck her, too!”

“Goddamn!” I grunted, my cock suddenly erupting at her naughty words.

My jizz fired out of my dick. Hot cum boiled into her pussy. It flooded out of me, leaving me shaking. The pleasure surged through me. Every blast had me bucking. My eyes rolled back into my head.

Amazing.

Rapturous.

The heat filled me. Billowed through me. Had my eyes rolling back into my head at the pure intensity of it. The cop watched me flood my cum into my daughter's fertile pussy, maybe breeding her right now.

“It's the fucking best, Officer,” I groaned as the pleasure pulsed through me.

“Yes, yes, yes!” gasped my wife. “You have to fuck her then let your wife lick her clean. To drink that yummy mix of daddy and daughter. Then feel her mouth on your pussy, licking the very cunt that birthed her. Oh, fuck!”

My wife heaved, her tits bouncing, smacking the steering wheel as she leaned forward. The horn honked as she writhed. She moaned through her clenched teeth and threw herself back into her seat. The engine roared, her spasming foot hitting the accelerator.

“Damn,” the cop said, watching her. “She really is into it.”

“She really is,” I said, smiling at my wife. Even though I had more punishments for her, I was glad I didn't throw her out, that our marriage wasn't wholly lost. She made a mistake with this Scott. That asshole would pay even more.

I sucked in deep breaths, Kitty's pussy milking the last of my cum from my dick. In the back, my daughter and her friend gasped and moaned, sounding like they joined the family in cumming. The minivan reeked of my women's pussies.

I loved the scent.
“Well, I am glad we had this conversation, Officer,” I panted. “I just need your handcuffs and then you can leave.”

“I can't give you my handcuffs,” he said even as he unclipped them from his belt and reached past my wife as she quivered, a satiated smile on her lips.

I snagged them from him. “Thanks.”

“And I have to write you the ticket,” he also added even though he was heading back to his car. “Wait, what is going on?”

“You met a god!” I shouted, saying the word out loud for the first time. I shivered at that, my dick twitching in my daughter's pussy. The idea...damn. What could I do with this power? Beside having a harem made up of my wife, my daughters, and Jessica?

I'd figure that out later. “Get us to the church. The twins still have their cherries.”

“Yes, dear,” my wife moaned, pulling her fingers out of her pussy. She put the minivan into gear and drove one handed. The other sucked her juices off her fingers.

“Give me a taste, Mommy,” Kitty moaned.

My wife grinned, holding out her hand, juices gleaming on all four of her fingers. She had stretched out her cunt while masturbating. My daughter squirmed on my lap, my dick aching in her cum-filled depths as she leaned over to lick her mother's pussy juices off her fingers.

The cop didn't follow us as we headed into Alamogordo itself, crossing the railroad track and entering the town's streets laid out on a grid. The church was only a few minutes away, not a large structure. Several cars parked before it, lights streaming through some of the windows despite the time of night.

The youth group were having a lock-in. A bunch of eighteen to twenty year olds having a PG slumber party under the supervision of the youth minister, Kip Larson. My two eldest daughters, Rosie and Lily, were devout and into church while my other two daughters hated it. My wife encouraged us to go, but more because she felt that our daughters needed good morales than any religious fervor.

Shame my wife didn't pay attention to the parts about not cheating on your spouse.

I pushed down my anger as Kitty hopped off my dick and out of the minivan. Her bare feet padded on the asphalt of the parking lot, my cum running down her thighs, glistening in the light from a nearby street lamp. She did a little twirl, hands outstretched.

“I like being naked outside!” she said as I climbed out and joined her.

“It's fun,” I agreed. “You can do it because you're my daughter.”

She reached out her hand. I thought she meant to take mine, like she normally would, but instead she grabbed my cock, holding it in her grip. Crystal came up on my other side, taller than her younger sister, her body more developed. She also grabbed my wet dick, grinning at me.

“Let's go crash the lock-in!” she exclaimed, my blonde child so enthusiastic.

I grinned at her. My wife already marched to the door, Jessica following her. Their larger tits, especially Jessica's, bouncing in such a delicious fashion. Their asses swayed as they took the couple of stairs to the porch and reached the polished, wooden door. They yanked it opened, revealing the foyer.

Christian rap music, which I always thought was the most ridiculous of the Christian genre of music, thudded through the door. I could hear the sounds of laughing and talking beneath it, ready to crash the party and turn it into something wild.

A hot orgy.