Date: Wed, 2 Jan 2008 00:07:26 -0800 (PST) From: Jenny Kassi Subject: Many Kinds of Love I'm Jenny Kassi and this is my first story. It's about bisexual incest, and contains fictionalized underage characters, including one who's a transsexual. Have fun with it! I'd love feedback. Rachel crept down the hall as rain echoed through the house, dragging a ragged teddy bear behind her. She cowered as lightning struck somewhere nearby, followed by rolling thunder. After letting out a slight whimper, she scampered to her parents' cracked door. Hearing moaning coming from the other side of the door, she hesitated for a moment. Remembering the thunder, she stepped through, and saw her mother, nude, breasts bouncing up and down, masculine hands on her hips. Breathing heavily, Rachel called out, "Mommy!" Rebecca opened her eyes, seeing her daughter standing in the doorway. She forced herself to stop for a moment, despite the fact that she had been approaching climax. "Hey, honey. Didja get scared by the thunder?" Rachel nodded. Rebecca felt herself growing more moist as she watched her daughter suck her thumb. Her husbands behind her broke their kiss to see why she had stopped, though Kyle continued slowly stroking John's hard cock under the blanket. "Can I sleep in here tonight?" "Of course, baby." John said. "Do you wanna join in?" Rachel smiled wide, showing all her baby teeth as she leapt into bed with them. "Here, baby." Kyle pulled the covers down, saying "I was gonna suck Papa's cock for him, but you can if you want. John fought off a chuckle as his little girl licked her lips in anticipation before swallowing the head of his throbbing cock. He gasped as she bobbed her head up and down on what little she could fit in her mouth as her tiny hands expertly pleasured the rest. His name wasn't the one on her birth certificate, but that didn't change the way he felt about Rachel. Besides, for all any of them knew, he was her genetic father. If he wasn't, Kyle was, and since they were all married, it didn't really matter. Kyle watched his husband close his eyes in pleasure. He lovingly touched his cheek, then drew him in for a kiss. John moved his hand from Rebecca's hip to her delicate slit, tracing circles around her clitoris. She shivered in response, sending waves of pleasure through Kyle's cock. Kyle kissed John harder as John's hand moved further down, maintaining pressure on Rebecca's pleasure button with his wrist, and he gently started tickling Kyle's bare sack. Kyle kissed from John's mouth across his stubbled cheek, nibbling on his ear before wandering to the side of his neck. John moaned in response, "Oh, Kyle! Unh! Rachel, honey, I'm gonna cum!" He felt Rachel smile around his cock, and moved his fingers back up to Rebecca's clit, rubbing furiously. She moaned louder as he went faster, finally sending her over the edge. John felt his own cock begin to twitch in his daughter's tiny mouth, his sperm flowing out and into her throat. She swallowed what she could, the rest oozing out from the corners of her smiling lips. Fingers slick with his wife's sweet cum, John slipped his finger down between his husband's cheeks, fingering his asshole delicately. Kyle pushed toward the thick finger, spreading his legs a bit further apart to accommodate it. John smiled sexily at Kyle as Rachel crawled up, snuggling in her Papa's chest, while he toyed with her Daddy's asshole. He pushed his finger in, and it disappeared. Pulling it back out, he wriggled his digit around a bit, loosening Kyle up. Then he started finger banging Kyle furiously. Kyle moaned in ecstasy, loving the feeling of being finger fucked while his gorgeous wife rode his cock. Rachel sweetly rolled over and gave her Daddy a kiss, her face dripping with cum, sending Kyle over the edge. After writhing in pleasure for a few moments, he grew soft, his cock slipping out of Rebecca's wet pussy. John sighed. "I still miss Gina." Kyle kissed John, wrapping his strong arms around him while Rachel snuggled between them. Rebecca rolled behind John. "I know, sweetheart." She said softly. "We all miss her." "Mommy?" Rachel's voice came from her snug nest between her fathers' chests. "Yes, honey?" "When's Mama gonna get back?" "Soon, baby." "Will you fuck me?" Shelly rolled her eyes, pushing her boyfriend away. "What, did I say something wrong?" "You know what you said." She replied sharply. "I'm not a guy!" "I know you're not! Hey, is this about me being bi?" "You know I don't have a problem with you being bi. Don't even try playing that card. I'm not doing anything a normal girl wouldn't, though." "What? You've never fantasized about plowing my ass before?" "Shut up." "I know you have." "No, I haven't" She pushed Carl away again, getting up out of her bed, covering her bare breasts with her hands. They were still only A-cups, but for a thirteen-year-old she was pretty well filled out. She was glad she was still wearing her panties, because she didn't think she could stand seeing him stare at... "it." "I know you have, because all women do. Look, I understand. You don't want anyone to think you're anything less than fully woman, especially not me. But role-reversal is actually one of the most common fantasies for women." "Really?" "Yeah, but besides that, you shouldn't let anyone else decide what's `normal' or not `normal.' You'll always be fully woman, no matter what anyone else thinks, because you're a woman here." He stood, prying her hand away from her breast, putting his over her heart. She didn't resist, instead putting her arms against his chest. "You'll always be fully woman to me." She looked deep into his blue eyes through the darkness of her room, searching for any sign of deception. She found none. "I don't know if I can even get hard anymore with the hormones I'm taking." He smiled, knowing he had her. "Will you let me find out?" She groaned, already knowing she was going to give in. She wanted to. Seeing her hesitation, though, he grew impatient, starting to kiss her neck. She felt her cock twitch in response. "Ohhh... okay." Pulling back, he looked in her eyes. "Okay?" "Okay." She repeated, adamantly. He kissed her lips, tongue probing her mouth until he heard her moan. Breaking the kiss, he worked his way down all the sensitive spots along her neck. She sucked in air as he reached her left nipple, suckling as he massaged her right breast. He broke off, moving to the other nipple as his hand slid down over her panties, applying pressure as he rubbed her cock in a small circular motion. She squealed with delight as he suddenly picked her up, burying his face in her crotch before throwing her down on the bed. She spread her legs, lifting her ass for him to remove her panties. A touch of hesitation marked her face as she saw her cock spring out. He kissed down the insides of her legs, causing her to forget her pause. He licked her hairless sack, gently sucking each of her small testicles in his mouth, rolling them around. She felt herself swelling until her cock stood firmly against her body. She gasped as he took the whole thing in his mouth, running his hands all over her beautiful, hairless body, paying special attention to her legs and ass. Without stopping, he reached over and opened the drawer in her nightstand, pulling out their bottle of massage oil. Before she knew what had happened, he had lubricated her thick shaft and was climbing on top of her. Forgetting her earlier hesitance, she grasped her own cock, directing it towards her muscular boyfriend's beautifully sculpted ass. He slowly lowered himself down on it, muscles alternately contracting and relaxing, but never painfully. Once she felt his ass resting on her pelvic bone, she grabbed onto his thick, throbbing cock, jerking him off with both hands as he rode up and down on her shaft, toying with her breasts. He moaned harder and louder as he bounced up and down, muscles rippling. He threw back his head, his cock pulsing as he shot streams of cum across her torso, up and across her face. He remained hard, looking down, watching as she scooped his cum up from her belly, licking some off herself, then feeding him the rest. He took his hand off her breast, leaning in to kiss her nipple. She closed her eyes, the unexpected pleasure sending waves of warmth down to her cock, shooting out the tip, filling his ass to the brim. As her cock finished pulsing, he pulled himself off, working his way up her body, straddling her, feeding her his cock. She greedily sucked it in, reaching up with her slender finger, slipping it back in to his cum-dripping asshole. He loved the way her jism felt as it ran down the inside of his leg. She deep-throated his long, thick member while massaging his firm ass with both hands. Before long, she felt the familiar, welcome warmth of his salty cum in her throat. After he caught his breath, he rolled off of her, shimmying down until he was eye-level with her. He brushed her cheek with his hand, leaning in to kiss her, not caring that she tasted heavily of his own cum. Before Shelly fell asleep, she heard Carl whisper the most beautiful words she'd ever heard in her ear. "I love you, Shelly." "He told me he loves me!" Shelly stood proudly, pushing her breasts out, her nipples erect as she watched her mother wash her lithe body in the shower. "That's great, Shelly! I'm so happy for you!" Shelly had actually been born Charles to Gina, not Rebecca, but Rebecca had always been closer to her. She chuckled at her daughter's appearance. "You're covered in cum! Come on, climb in here and wash off. You... did you a condom, didn't you?" "Mommy!" "You know how I feel about that, right?" "But it's Carl!" "I don't care who it is. You're not married to him, are you?" "Well, no." "Then use a condom. I'm gonna have to send him down to the clinic to get tested, now." "I know he's clean, though." "That doesn't matter." Rebecca gently pulled Shelly into the shower, kissing her passionately. "You know the only reason I'm so concerned is because I love you, right?" "Yeah, I know." Shelly buried her face between her mother's breasts. "Mommy?" "Yes, baby?" "Do you think I could...?" Rebecca felt Shelly's shaft press up against her leg. "I thought you weren't comfortable using that." Rebecca lifted an eyebrow, gripping Shelly's cock, starting to pump it. "Someone changed my mind." "I might have to find a way to thank him." "Isn't Mama coming back today?" "Mmmm, you're right. I'm gonna have my hands full. Guess it'll have to wait til another day. It won't keep me from rocking your world, though, toots." Mother straddled daughter, pulling her to the bottom of the shower, breasts rubbing up against breasts, tongues probing mouths, soapy hands running over each other's wet, firm bodies. They weren't having sex, though, they were making love, with a tenderness that only mother and daughter could. "I love the way your cock feels in my wet pussy!" Shelly smiled wide, feeling truly sexy. "I love you, Mommy." "I love you, too, sweetheart." They stayed locked in each other's embrace for as long as they could muster, in limbo, neither approaching orgasm, neither caring. When the water grew cold, they were shocked out of their stupor. The icy cold was strangely erotic, and they bucked wildly into each other until each had cum. Rebecca opened her eyes to see Gina sitting on the toilet, spread eagle, fingering herself. "I see my girls have gotten along okay without me." Rebecca stood, giddy with delight that her wife had returned after an exceptionally long business trip. She helped Shelly to her feet before climbing from the stall. Gina stood to embrace her love, her dress falling back down to her knees. Neither cared that Rebecca was still soaking wet from the cold shower she'd just taken. "Oh, Gorgeous! I missed you so much!" Rebecca buried her face in her lover's shoulder, her arms wrapping as tightly as she could manage. Gina, in return, showered her in kisses. "I missed you, too, beautiful!" Rebecca giggled as Gina kissed, tickled and pinched her in every hidden sensual corner of her body. Both had grown oblivious to the fact that Shelly was still stood, trembling, dripping wet in the shower. She cleared her throat. "Mothers?" Both giggled like schoolgirls as they remembered they had an audience, but their embrace remained unbroken. "Sorry, honey. Here, here's a towel." Gina's warm smile reminded Shelly just how much she'd missed her. She wrapped it around herself, though the tip of her flaccid cock always dangled beyond her wrap when she did so. "It's good to see you looking so comfortable in your body." Gina mused, taking note that over the month she had been gone, her daughter's movements had gone from girlish to slightly more womanly. Shelly pushed her breasts and hip out, striking the sexiest pose she could muster, letting her towel slip off. After laughing at the look of lust on her mothers' faces, she replied, "Well, don't get me wrong. I'm still having SRS when I turn eighteen, but Carl convinced me that there's nothing wrong with enjoying experiences most women won't ever get a chance at." "Well good for you!" Gina said. "Now why don't you come over here and give your Mama a hug? I missed you." Shelly skipped over, both of her mothers extending an arm for her to join the embrace. "Hi Mama." She said softly, standing on her tiptoes to kiss her tenderly. "I missed you, too." "So," Rebecca started. "How did you get past the boys, anyway?" "Well..." John awoke, after dreaming of a beautiful family orgy, feeling incredibly horny. He rolled over to find his California King bed surprisingly empty. Only Rebecca lay next to him. Knowing how much she hated to be awakened this early in the morning, he opted to instead kiss her on the forehead. Besides, he was really craving cock. He walked naked through the house, checking Rachel's room. He was satisfied to see his little angel sleeping soundly in her own bed. His cock led him onward, into the bathroom. If he knew Kyle, by now he'd be in the kitchen making breakfast for everyone. John wanted to look his best when he presented himself to his husband. He showered, then shaved and trimmed himself both above and below the belt. Eyeing some expensive perfume he'd bought for Gina, he decided to put it on. Kyle had often told him how much he loved it. Looking at himself in the mirror, he knew something was still missing. It only took him a minute to decide what that was. Slipping back into their room, he dug through Rebecca's lingerie chest until he found a pair of black, crotchless, assless panties. Putting them on, he found a bottle of oil, lubing himself up. He walked down the hall, passing by Rachel's room again, this time finding her awake. "Hey, Angel. How are you feeling?" Rachel rubbed her eyes, not responding right away. "I want Daddy to fuck me. How do I look?" She smiled at that. "Sexy!" "Good! I think he's cooking breakfast. C'mon." He grabbed her hand, leading her out to the kitchen. She trotted at his side happily. He seated her at the dining room table, padding quietly into the kitchen. The sound of sizzling bacon filled the room. John had to keep himself from gasping as he watched Kyle's beautiful rippling back muscles. He was dressed in red silk pajama bottoms, and looked incredibly sexy in them. Kyle stopped cooking, shutting off the stove as he smelled sweet perfume behind him. A hand reached delicately in through the fly, encircling his cock. He turned his head to see John, slightly hunched over, playing with his growing member. Standing, John pressed his cheek against Kyle's, half whispering in and half nibbling on Kyle's ear. "I need you to fuck me right now." Kyle hungrily kissed John. He led John backwards into the dining room, laying him down on the table as Rachel watched, fascinated as always. He stepped out of the pajamas, giving his cock a couple of quick tugs before pressing it against his husband's asshole. Feeling how loose and lubed up he already was, he plunged in, immediately starting to fuck his beloved boy toy. John wrapped his legs around Kyle's ass, pulling him in. His strong arms were wrapped around Kyle's neck, holding him close, not allowing him break their kiss. Kyle ground his hips into John's firm buttocks. He loved the way John's fleshy rod felt as it rubbed against his abs, tickling his belly button. He broke off the kiss to nuzzle his lover's face, tilting his head to nibble his ear. "I love you." He whispered. "I love you, too." Rachel watched for a few minutes longer, smiling, chewing her hair. She gently rubbed her pussy, leaving her panties in a bundle on the kitchen floor. Something moved in the hallway, catching her eye. She looked at her fathers to see if they'd noticed, but at that moment, it was obvious that as far as they were concerned, they were alone in the world. Curious, she stood up, padding into the hallway to investigate, still massaging her tiny cunt. Carl woke up, his mind still in a haze from the night before, his ass filled with his girlfriend's cum. Coming to his senses, he realized it was already morning. His parents had no idea where he was. "Fuck!" He sat up abruptly, looking around the room for his clothes. They weren't where he left them. Scrambling out of the bed, he wrapped a sheet around his naked body, peeking out the door, looking both ways down the hall. There was a light coming from under the bathroom door, and what sounded like talking coming from the kitchen at the other end. He took a deep breath, trying to keep himself from panicking. He couldn't understand why Shelly had taken his clothes. Mustering up the courage, he finally stepped out into the hall, making his way toward the kitchen. He kept his back against the wall, creeping along, closer to the whispering. He poked his head around the corner, and his jaw dropped to the floor as he saw two beautiful Adonis's making love, right on the kitchen table. His cock stood erect, tenting the thin blanket, which did nothing to hide his shame. Every nerve in his body was on fire with passion, and he longed to run out and ogle the two gorgeous men. He ducked back around the corner, closing his eyes, trying to regain his composure. When he opened them, he saw a little girl fingering her clit. He froze, too frightened to move. Seeing his state of arousal, she giggled, lifting up her nightgown, exposing herself to him. "You think I'm sexy, don't you?" When he didn't respond, she reached up under his sheet, firmly grasping his cock. He cringed in pleasure, and made a feeble attempt to pull away. She gave him a funny look, then pulled on his cock, forcing him to follow her like a dog on a leash. As he stepped through her door, he dropped the sheet, mumbling, "Fuck. I'm gonna go to jail." She pulled him over to her toddler bed, which was covered with a Disney Princesses bedspread, pushing him down on it. He felt cum leak out of his ass as he sat down and she pushed his feet up on the bed. She climbed on the bed, straddling his leg, rubbing herself against him as she took his cockhead in her mouth. She sucked him for a few minutes, enjoying the look of pleasure on his face. Standing up, she squatted over his long, firm cock, grasping it with both hands, rubbing the tip against her vulva, biting her lower lip, her eyes focused unyieldingly on his own. Neither noticed as the door opened behind him. "On the kitchen table?" Shelly asked, obviously aroused as her cock stood out from her body at full attention, and her small balls were pulled deep into her smooth, soft body. "Kinky!" "You know," Rebecca stated, "It's been a while since we've had a family orgy. I think we're long overdue." Gina smiled, and her nipples became erect. Rebecca swatted her daughter on her firm, round ass. "Go get your sister and meet us in the Dining Room." Shelly didn't hesitate, walking down to Rachel's room, playing idly with her erect nipple as she went naked through the hall. As she got closer, she saw a sheet from her bed sticking out from the door. Pausing, she eyed it curiously. Looking back, she watched her mothers saunter toward the kitchen, hips swaying seductively, hands wandering over each other's bodies. Shelly wanted to taste pussy. She opened the door and found Rachel rubbing Carl's thick throbbing cock against her tiny vulva. Raising an eyebrow and crossing her arms, she said, playfully, "Rachel, are you trying to steal my boyfriend?" Carl jumped about a foot off the bed, sending Rachel tumbling backward between his legs. Shelly dashed over, scooping her sister up. She was relieved to find her laughing so hard she could hardly breathe. She turned to Carl, laughing herself now at the horrified look on his face. "Are you okay?" She asked. "You're not gonna tell anyone, are you?" She looked at him like he just said the stupidest thing she'd ever heard. It hadn't occurred to her until that moment that he was one of those sexually repressed people her parents had told her about growing up. "Are you kidding? You should try fucking her ass sometime!" She said in an exaggeratedly rough tone, holding Rachel, who was still laughing, so that her cockhead was tucked between Rachel's ass cheeks. "Are you serious?" "No," she replied, more sincerely this time, "she's still too small and that could hurt her. But, seriously, my parents won't care. We're about to all get it on. Besides, I'm pretty sure it was her idea." She shifted Rachel to her hip, where her little sister ground her pussy excitedly, then extended her hand, helping him up. "I'd love it if you'd join us." Shelly backed into Carl until his ever-hard cock was tucked neatly in her crack, the head throbbing somewhere around the middle of her back. She reached around, probing at his asshole with her free hand. "What did you do with my clothes?" he finally managed. "I couldn't find them when I woke up this morning." "Silly!" She replied. "You kicked them under the bed last night. Now are you going to fuck me, or am I going to have to beg you?" He swallowed. "Okay." She led him out to the kitchen, where her parents were all wishing each other a very hearty good morning in the best way they knew how. "Look what I found in Rachel's room!" she called out. "Fuck, he is cute!" Kyle said, still enjoying John's tight ass. Gina and Rebecca had joined John on the table, the former enjoying a mouthful of his cock. Rachel wasted no time, climbing on her Papa's face, grinding on his open mouth as she suckled her Mama's tit. "You know, I really should be getting home," Carl said, nervously. "My parents have no idea where I'm at." "You know," John said to Carl, pulling Rachel off his mouth for a moment, "Your Dad's a real hot fuck!" Kyle chuckled, pinching John's ass. "What Sugarass means to say, here, is that your parents aren't as backward as you seem to think they are. They just didn't want you to feel like they were pushing you into anything, and since you never came on to them, they never tried anything with you. Gina called your mom this morning, because she heard that you had sex without a condom. You'll be glad to know you're clean. If you're gonna have sex with us, though, you have to use a condom with anyone else, period." He said sternly. Shelly started lubing both her cock and ass up. Seeing Carl starting to shrink, she latched onto him, playing with him until he was hard again. She nibbled on his ear, whispering, "See? Everything is okay." They all watched as Shelly lovingly built Carl back up, certain they were all seeing the future happen before their eyes. She led him behind her Daddy, grabbing a stool so her cock was level with his ass. "Daddy," she said, enthusiastically, "I'm gonna fuck you!" "My little girl's going to fuck me?" he repeated, emotionally. "Hey, I thought I was your little girl!" Rachel said, jealously, taking her mouth off of Gina's nipple. Her Daddy gave her a passionate kiss in response. "Sweetheart, you're both my little girls, and you always will be." Shelly lined her cock up with her Daddy's ass, luxuriating in the sensation of Carl's wonderful, pulsing rod in her own. She started thrusting, her erect nipples rubbing against her father's back as Carl massaged her breasts, then leaned back, kissing her beloved. "I'll fuck you whenever you want," she said, her voice soft and breathy, "but you'd better not leave me once I've had SRS." Carl smiled, responding, "I wouldn't dream of leaving paradise."