Date: Thu, 4 Aug 2022 00:38:13 -0700
From: Hey All <heyallstories@gmail.com>
Subject: Webcam Family (bisexual, incest)

"Webcam Family" by HeyAll

The following story contains incest betwen mother/daughter,
father/daughter, and m/f/f.  Lactation is also included.  To find more of
my stories on Nifty, do a search for 'heyall'

Twitter & Instagram: @heyallstories

*****

Bill and Melinda went to bed that night with a laptop.  They were about
to engage in their new favorite activity; giving each other oral sex
while watching live webcam porn.  They had an account, so they sometimes
liked to chat with the performers and often tipped generously.


Melinda had the pleasure of receiving first.  With her head propped back
against the pillow, she laid the laptop on her stomach and watched a live
webcam performance of a couple from France engaging in oral sex.  All of
this happened while Bill was between her legs, eating her pussy.


After she came, it was Bill's turn.  They switched places and he
searched for something he'd like, while Melinda got to work sucking his
cock.


"Find anything good?" she asked, in between sucking.

Something caught his eye.  "Hmmm.... A lactating college girl in her
dorm, while her roommate is out.  There's a unique combination."


Part of the reason he clicked on that model was because, as a doctor, he
did a lot of research in the field of lactation, creating new drugs to
help nursing mothers.  Also, the cam model was from the same state as
them, Massachusetts.  To his knowledge, there weren't a lot of adult
performers in this area.


Bill laid back and enjoyed the feeling of his wife sucking while he
enjoyed the stream.  For the next few minutes, he carefully observed the
cam model nursing her own breasts, shooting milk into a cup, then pouring
it on her breasts and pussy.  Needless to say, it had a profound impact
on him and he was close to his release.


The wife sensed this and sucked and stroked faster.


A powerful realization struck Bill as he continued observing the cam
model.  The model's body looked all too familiar.  So did the background
dorm room, which actually looked like a real dorm, as opposed to a staged
set which many performers use.


In fact, Bill was certain he had been to that dorm room just a few short
months ago.  He was about to push his wife away, when she sucked and
stroked furiously, making him cum.  Bill gave up the fight and enjoyed
it, but at least he could peel his eyes away from the screen.


"What's gotten into you?" Melinda asked when the job was finished and
she slurped everything up.


Bill spun the laptop around to show his wife.


"Look at the background," he said.  "The dorm.  Look at her body.
She's also from this same state.  Seem familiar to you?"

Melinda's jaw dropped.  "Oh... my... god..."


***


It was 10 pm when Tiffany finished her webcam show.  This was a new
venture she enjoyed exploring while her roommate was out, which gave her
a thrill that couldn't be replicated anywhere else.  It also helped to
explore her sexuality in ways she never thought possible.


Tiffany dried her wet nipples along with the fluids between her thighs.
Her roommate, who was out with an Advance Calculus study group, would be
back soon, so she needed a quick shower.


After rinsing and drying herself, she crashed in bed and checked her
laptop again.  As expected, there were plenty of accolades and extra tips
from adoring fans, who sent messages on her webcam account, as well as a
gmail account she set up for this.


Her phone buzzed.  It was her mother.  Tiffany was surprised since her
parents routinely went to bed early.  She hoped it was nothing serious.


"Hey mom," Tiffany answered.  "Everything okay?"


Mom paused.  "Everything is fine, dear.  You're still up?"


"I could say the same about you.  Yeah, I was just checking messages.
And you?  How come you're still awake?"


"Well, there's something we've been wondering," mom said after
another strange pause.  "When you came home three weeks ago, did you...
look through your father's things?"


"What are you talking about?"


"In his home office, I mean.  Did you browse through your father's
material?  I know you're impressed by his work and your father has
always been very proud to show you his research items."


Tiffany knew what her mother was talking about.  There were tons of
different experimental medications stored in dad's home office.  Unless
dad counted them, how would anyone know a few were missing?  Tiffany
wondered.


"What are you trying to say?" she replied.


"Maybe this is just a misunderstanding," mom replied.  "At least I
hope it is.  What's your schedule tomorrow?  Are you busy all day?"


"I have classes in the morning, so I'm free in the afternoon and
night."

"Can you make the two-hour drive and come home?  I'll pay for gas and
I'll cook all your favorites."


"Sure thing," Tiffany answered.  "I can be there by lunch."


"Great.  We can talk privately while your father is at work.  Then you
can head back to your dorm afterwards with plenty of food."


"That sounds good."


They said their goodnights, and after hanging up, Tiffany wondered why
her mother was acting strange.  Could mom have found out?  Or was this
some sort of mixup, and her webcam secret was still safe?


***

Melinda cooked several servings of chicken parmesan and other delicious
entrees.  She had butterflies in her stomach all morning, wondering how
on earth she was going to approach this delicate subject, which no mother
should ever have to discuss with her daughter.


It was 11:43 a.m. when she got a text from her daughter that she had just
parked in the driveway.  Melinda opened the front door and they gave each
other a big hug.  It had been three weeks since they last saw each other,
and to a mother, that felt like forever.


They made small talk and sat by the dining table before lunch would be
served.


"I'm sure you're wondering what this is about," Melinda said.
"It's the only time I've ever asked you to come home so abruptly."


Tiffany sighed.  "I confess.  The last time I was here, I looked through
dad's things.  But that's because he loves showing me and I love
learning."


"Oh really?"


"Yes, really.  I want to be one of the top female researchers in the
country someday.  But if you're implying that I stole dad's research
and passed it to someone, then that's not true.  I would never, ever
betray dad like that, if that's what you're accusing me of."


"Tiff, I'm not suggesting that your father's research was stolen,"
Melinda said.


"Then what's this about?"


Melinda gulped.  "This is painful for me to ask, but did you take any of
your father's medication?"


"Why would I take dad's medication?"

"Let me clarify," Melinda gulped harder.  "Did you take any of your
father's research medication?  The one which induces breast milk.  It's
in your father's home office.  Have you ingested any of that?"


When Tiffany was flabbergasted, Melinda knew it was true.  She knew her
daughter all too well.  And there was no denying this.


"I... I..." Tiffany stammered.


Melinda touched her daughter's shoulder.  "You don't have to say it.
Actually, I understand.  You're a smart girl and have your father's
intellectual curiosity."


"So you're not mad?"

"That you secretly took your father's medication?" Melinda asked
rhetorically.  "No, I'm not mad about that.  But there is something
else on my mind."


"What is it?"


Melinda tensed.  "This is difficult for me to say."

"I drove two hours to be here," Tiffany pointed out.  "We might as
well get this over with."


"Fine.  Do you perform on a webcam?"


Melinda looked her daughter straight in the eyes and saw nothing but
horror.  The truth was, they were both equally mortified by having this
conversation.  But it had to be done.  As a loving mother, Melinda had no
choice but to confront this.


"How did you know?" Tiffany asked with a deflated tone, making no
effort to deny this.


"That's not important, Tiff.  The important thing is, what on earth are
you thinking?  This isn't how we raised you.  You're smart, talented,
and very attractive.  There's no reason you should--"


"Mom I..."


"Don't cut me off," Melinda re-asserted herself.  "This is
important.  You're an amazing young woman and you have the whole world
ahead of you.  Have you lost your mind?  This could be uploaded to some
porn site, and it would be there forever.  You could be recognized
someday when you have a career."

It was heartbreaking seeing her daughter's lips quiver, on the verge of
crying.


Until...


Tiffany sharpened her eyes instead.  "I never showed my face on cam.
And last night you called me right after I logged off."


"What's your point?"

"You watched me."  Tiffany's lips formed a mildly-deviant smile.
"That's how you knew about this.  You saw my cam show and recognized
me."


Melinda threw her hands up.  "Oh my god.  Is this really the main
issue?"

"Mom, trust me, I'm extremely careful with my identity.  The only
reason you recognized me is because you know my figure and you've been
to my dorm."

"Along with the breast milk," Melinda reluctantly pointed out.
"That's how we initially caught on."


"You and dad watched me?"


"The only person being interrogated here is you -- and you alone."


"But why?" Tiffany asked.  "You and dad watch porn at night,
apparently.  Yet I'm the one who's getting scolded?"


"That's different."

"How?  Sex and porn aren't bad things."


Melinda sighed.  "You're our daughter."


"No one will ever find out.  I'm extremely careful."

"Are you saying you want to continue this?" Melinda asked
incredulously.


"My body, my choice."

"Unbelievable."


"Let me put it like this; why were you and dad watching my stream last
night?"

"That's none of your business," Melinda shot back.


"I'll answer that for you.  You were both horny and wanted to watch
porn.  I get that it can be embarrassing, but human sexuality is normal
and a part of life.  Don't be ashamed of it, even with me.  Trust me, I
get emails from couples all the time, telling me how much I've
`assisted' their love lives."


"Oh god."


Tiffany touched her mother's hand.  "Please don't be mad.  I'm not
trying to be a rebel or anything."

"Then why do it?  Why?!"


"Honestly, you'll never understand.  Unless..."


There was a gleam in Tiffany's eyes and Melinda knew that mischievous
look all too well.


"Oh no," Melinda said, shaking her head.  "No.  Tiff, no."


Tiffany gave a sly smile.  "Instead of confronting me, join me."

"You are officially insane.  Do you realize that?"


"Mom, when it comes down to it, we both enjoy porn.  It's as simple as
that."


"No it's not."


"No?" Tiffany questioned.  "When you and dad watched me, what were you
two doing?"


"That's none of your business.  I refuse to dignify that question with
an answer."


"I thought we were having an honest conversation?  Tell me, mom, what
were you and dad doing?"


Melinda sighed.  "Laptop in bed."


"Oh?" Tiffany said with an eyebrow raised.  "Do either of you have an
account?  Or do you just browse for free?"


"We share an account."


"And who's normally in charge?"


"We take turns," Melinda admitted.  "It was your father's turn to
browse, and he showed me afterward, but much too late."


"What does that mean...." Tiffany stopped in her tracks.  "Oh wow.
Okay.  I get it.  Nice work, mom.  You were going down on dad while he
watched me on cam, not knowing it was me."


"I need a glass of wine after this conversation is over."


"No, what you need is more excitement in your life.  Join me.  I'm
serious.  It's easy to register as a cam model.  No one will ever know.
You don't have to show your face."


Melinda ran her fingers through her hair.  "I can't believe we're
talking about this."


"It's a recommendation.  If you and dad are looking at cam sites, it's
because you're missing something in the bedroom, or you want to enhance
it.  Either way, it's a great thing.  You and dad have been together for
so long and this will be something exciting.  You'll understand why I do
it."


"Look, we'll forget this conversation ever happened.  I won't ask you
about this anymore.  And you can stop asking me to join.  Deal?"

"Deal."


"And please, I beg you, don't get caught.  Never let your identity leak
online.  Above all else, don't do anything crazy that could put you in
harm's way."


Tiffany rubbed her mom's shoulder.  "I swear.  Believe me, I'm
extremely careful and my safety is the highest priority."

"Smart girl," Melinda replied, breathing a small sigh of relief.  "I
don't approve of this, but you're an adult now, and I have to respect
your wishes since you're at least exercising safety."


"One last thing."

"Yes?"

Tiffany flashed a shy expression.  "Since I'm here, do you think I can
grab more of dad's experimental drugs?  The lactation thing is a huge
hit with my followers."


"Oh my god," Melinda sighed.


***


It was two nights later when Tiffany performed her webcam show of breast
milk and masturbation.    Thanks to a refill of her father's
experimental medication, she had more than enough milk to entertain her
loyal audience.


As she milked her pert breasts into a glass cup, she noticed something in
her chat listing which grabbed her attention and caused an adrenaline
rush.


mel&billcpl

It was the account of her parents, surely?  It must have been.  Tiffany
broke her routine and just sat there naked, staring at the screen.  She
wanted to see if that account would log out, but it never did, even while
sitting there for almost two minutes doing nothing.


Odd thoughts raced through her mind.  Was one of her parents watching?
Or both?  Was this to check on her?  Or were they aroused?  Could they
possibly be getting off on this?


Her pussy moistened at the last thought.  She pictured her parents giving
each other oral favors while being voyeurs.  Maybe they were just laying
in bed together, side by side, holding hands, watching their daughter
perform naked on webcam.


Tiffany's heart pounded.  She wondered what she should do next.  Should
she send a private message and ask?  End the show early?  Or...


A third option existed, one that made her pussy wet.  Her show was almost
over and her breasts were mostly drained, but she milked her nipples
again into a cup, close to the camera so the viewers could have a good
look.


Positive comments and tips kept coming.  Tiffany noticed that the
username `mel&billcpl' was still in the room, viewing her.  The deviant
thought made her smile, though no one watching the cam could see that.


Next came the final part of her show, which she was eager to perform.
She leaned back on the bed and spread herself so the audience could see
her pussy.  She pulled her laptop closer between her legs.


With a bath towel spread on her bed, she poured the breast milk slowly
across her pussy.  She rubbed her clit while she did it.   Her eyes
stayed glued to the screen.  Enthusiastic comments and tips came pouring
in.  Her parents were still in the room.


She rubbed her clit with the same technique as always, but with more
intensity.  Making herself cum was easy,  pouring more of her own milk on
her pussy, while furiously rubbing her clit.


Her orgasm came within minutes, while her eyes were glued to the chat
log, hoping and praying that her parents stayed.  And they did.  Reaching
climax was so much easier compared to usual sessions.  Normally, the
voyeuristic act of exposing herself to several hundred people made her
cum within a few minutes.


Now, with her parents watching, she might have set a new record for
herself, for the fastest time to reach a powerful orgasm.  She squirted
too, and was thankful that her new laptop was water resistant (or in this
case, milk and orgasm resistant).


After she came, she laid back on her bed, enjoying the intense feeling.
A part of her worried that the audience would be mad for the shorter
show.  But when she checked the screen, she saw the jubilation.  Her
viewers were delighted by the zeal of what they saw.


More importantly, her parents were still viewing.


She couldn't resist typing a subtle comment:


thanks to all my viewers.  my special guests, too!  : )


Once she typed that, she saw that her parents logged out.   Tiffany
smiled to herself, wondering what they were thinking.  She thanked her
audience and wished them a good night.


Tiffany laid in bed for a moment, still naked with her mind and body
reeling.  She wiped her hands on the towel and reached for her phone.
She couldn't help herself yet again and sent a text message to her mom:


Who's idea?  Yours or dad's?


The moment she sent that text, she regretted it.  But that changed a
minute later when her mom called.  They made uncomfortable small talk and
Tiffany wondered if she made a mistake because her mom hadn't mentioned
the webcam.  Until...


"It was your father's idea," her mother admitted over the phone.


"Really?  I wouldn't have guessed."


"Yes, well, he wanted to watch under the guise of knowing how the drug
is working on you.  He'll always be a researcher at heart."


"And?" Tiffany pried.


"What do you mean?  You want more information?"


"Why not?  You've already seen me naked.  I want you to share something
in return."


Mom chuckled.  "Let's just say that your father passed out."

"Did you suck dad while he watched me?"

"Basically."


Even in this post-orgasmic state, that admission was still enough to make
Tiffany's pussy twitch.


"Why did you call me?" Tiffany asked.  "We usually text at night."


"I don't know.  I suppose I wanted to hear your voice.  And maybe, a
small part of me wanted to thank you.  So, thank you, Tiff."

"For what?"


"Like I said, your father is passed out."


Tiffany's face lit up.  "Oh.  That show must have done a real number on
him."


"Trust me, my mouth endured it."


They both laughed.


"Was it awkward at all?" Tiffany asked.  "You know, both of you seeing
me like that.  My breasts.  And... the rest down below."


There was a short pause.  "It was.  Extremely.  More than you'll ever
know.  But that's what made it so intense.  Me included.  I won't lie
about that.  A part of me was intrigued."


"I want to sleep over Saturday night."


"Sounds like there's something on your mind."


"A plan," Tiffany said.


"Are you sure?"


"Mom, I have a great feeling about this."


***


Melinda questioned her own sanity, nonetheless, she felt entitled to
indulge her curiosities and longings every so often (no matter how
deviant).  After living a life of purity, she earned this kind of vice,
in her opinion.


It was 8:45 p.m. on a Saturday and her husband was out with colleagues.
They had attended a symphony -- the tickets were a perk from the company
-- and Bill was most likely socializing in the lobby along with everyone
else.


She called and he answered after the third ring.  When he answered, he
hurried to a quieter side of the large area to talk.


"I have a surprise for you," Melinda said.  "Okay?  Please don't
freak out when you arrive home.  Will you promise me that?"


Immediately, Bill knew it was sexual.  Their romance had been lackluster
for the past several years, and only recently had they picked up the
slack with online pornography.


"Is it something I should rush home for?" he asked.


"No, take your time.  There's still a lot of preparation to be done."


There was a brief pause as Bill savored the thought.


"Sounds interesting," he said.


Melinda thought carefully.  "It has to do with our late night
activities.  Only a bit more... unorthodox, shall we say."


"I can't wait."


"There's a reason I'm calling.  When you come home, don't say
anything.  Not a word."


"No?" he asked, puzzled by his wife's request.


"Don't make a scene, don't freak out, don't be upset.  Just watch and
observe, then when you're ready, join in.  Okay?"

"Can you give me a hint so I won't be shocked?"


"Bill, this is totally out of character for us.  And I've given it so
much consideration.  You'll be stunned beyond belief.  But I'm certain
that if you keep an open mind, you'll come around.   And it could be
amazing."


"I trust your judgment.  I always do."


Their call ended after Bill said he'd be home in an hour.


Melinda still had knots in her stomach as she headed up to the bedroom.
A laptop was arranged on the bed.  The water was running in the bathroom
as her daughter was taking a quick shower.


A sense of excitement was growing within her, which became stronger when
the shower turned off and her daughter stepped out to dry.  She saw her
naked daughter rubbing herself with a towel.


"Do you ever feel nervous before a show?" Melinda asked.


Her daughter smiled while drying her hair.  "A little.  My face is
hidden so it's less of a big deal.  It's difficult to explain, but I
really, really enjoy it."


"I can tell."


"And you?  Are you nervous, mom?"

Melinda nodded.  "I'm terrified how our family will change.  We'll
never be the same."


"Things will definitely change.  We'll be much closer than ever."


When her daughter hung the towel on a rack, opting to remain naked, they
approached each other and kissed on the lips.  It was their first time
kissing like that and Melinda's first true lesbian experience, which was
everything she hoped it would be.


"It's time," her daughter whispered after breaking the kiss.


Melinda slowly and nervously undressed.  Her daughter did most of the
work, pulling, pushing, and tugging at the clothes.  They kissed in
between the undressing.


It wasn't long before Melinda was naked in front of her daughter, with
her mature glory on full display.  Her daughter took a moment to admire
the heavenly view, and so far, seemed quite impressed.  In fact, her
daughter licked her lips at the sight.


***

Tiffany felt a powerful sensation when she heard the front door open and
close downstairs.  She was naked in the master bedroom, with her head and
neck propped up on a large pillow, the show having already started.  Her
legs were spread.  Her pussy was pointed to the webcam and she took
special care to ensure that viewers couldn't see her face.


Her chest was splashed with milk, courtesy of her naked mother's
skillful hands.  It was the most intimate they'd ever touched each other
and thousands of strangers got to witness the acts of incest.


"Dad's home," Tiffany said.


The sound on the audio was off, so the audience couldn't hear their
conversation.


Melinda kept kneading her daughter's breasts.  "I know.  He'll be here
in a minute."


Their online audience, as expected, was going wild, giving the women
nothing but praises and big tips.  It was the biggest audience Tiffany
had ever massed during a live stream.


Everyone seemed transfixed that the hands of a mature woman would squeeze
and massage the breasts of a lactating college student.  With each
squeeze, more milk squirted from the pink nipples, all over Tiffany's
chest and stomach, and the audience would send more praise and tips.


All they knew was that Tiffany had a mature older `friend' who was
`curious' about webcam modeling.


If they only knew that this older woman was her mom...


"He's coming," mom pointed out when they heard Bill's footsteps down
the hall.


Tiffany thought fast.  "Quick, get between my legs.  I'll do the
explaining.  Trust me, it'll work better this way."


It all happened so fast when Tiffany pulled her mother's head down.  She
dug her fingers into her mother's hair and pulled her towards the wet
pussy.


Luckily, her mother seemed receptive to this plan and licked.  Tiffany
moaned and the audience went wild seeing the back of Melinda's head go
up and down.


The door opened and Tiffany kept her eyes towards her pussy-licking
mother, and held mom's head in place by pulling tight.  She was too
nervous to look at her father, who had just entered the room and froze
there.


Her heart pounded as she wondered what her father was thinking; watching
his beloved wife eat their daughter's pussy in front of a laptop.
Finally, she mustered the courage to look at her father, who was in a
state of disbelief.


"The sound is turned off, dad," Tiffany said, still holding mom's head
in place.  "The audience can't hear us.  My face isn't being shown on
cam.  Neither has mom's face.  Everything is discreet, even though
we're streaming live."


He stammered.  "What... what are you doing?"


When Melinda attempted to pull her tongue out of Tiffany's pussy to
explain, Tiffany wrapped her legs behind mom's neck to keep her there.


"Watch me cum in mom's mouth," Tiffany said, holding her mother
tight.  "You can watch and observe.  Or you can join."


"How can I?" he asked, still in a state of disbelief.


Tiffany squeezed her own breasts.  "Don't you want to feel how your
experimental drugs have worked on me?  Mom has already milked my tits for
the audience, but I think I still have a few squirts left.  Can you help
me, dad?"


She knew that would do the trick, since her father took great pride in
his research.  Bill stepped closer, slowly and reluctantly, towards her.
She became more aroused at the notion of her father joining in.  He
stopped before he'd appear on the cam.


"Don't worry," she said.  "Your face won't show.  No one will know
it's you.  Go ahead, see what your research has done to my little
breasts.  Milk me, dad."


Tiffany's erogenous zones felt like they were on fire.  Mom was still
busy eating her pussy with zeal.  Now her reluctant father reached down
with both hands to rub her wet breasts, giving them a hard squeeze so
that extra milk would gush from her nipples.


"My god," he whispered, still squeezing.  "I shouldn't be touching
you like this."


She wrapped her hands around her father's.  "Look at mom eating my
pussy.  Look at the reaction from the audience.  Dad, this is fucking
amazing."


Together they watched mom lapping her cunt, along with all the messages
from the horny viewers, who were thrilled with the threesome they were
seeing.


"What are you thinking?" Tiffany asked.


"My wife is eating your pussy and I can't believe it.  That's your
mother, for God's sake."


Tiffany breathed deep.  "And your hands are cupping my tits.  Why don't
you have a taste?"


She went first, using two fingers to wipe her wet nipple, then bringing
the fluids to her own mouth to suck.  She looked her dad straight in the
eyes while she gulped it down.  Then she watched her father do the same,
using the tip of an index finger to touch her nipple.  There was shame on
his face as he licked, tasting her breast milk.


She winked.  "You should be proud of your medical research.  It's going
to help so many people.  And it's given me so much pleasure, too."


"This still isn't right."


"Mom told me everything," she said, watching the embarrassed expression
on her father's face.   "Mom told me what you do in bed.  How you
reacted watching me on cam, looking directly into my pussy as she sucked
you off.  She told me how your body reacted to seeing me so intimately."


Those words lit a fire underneath her mother, because Melinda started
sucking harder and pushing her tongue deeper into her daughter's pussy.


Tiffany's lower back arched and her toes curled in the air, as her legs
were still wrapped around her mother.  The comments came pouring in,
eager to see another one of Tiffany's famous orgasms.  Big tips were
coming in as well.


"Oh fuck," Tiffany gasped.  "I'm about to cum.  Mom, keep doing that
with your tongue.  Dad, play with my tits.  Pinch my nipples."


She was in heaven as her parents pleased her sexually.  Mom worked and
sucked even harder.  Dad squeezed her breasts so hard that she was
certain it would leave bruises.  The hard squeezing caused milk to shoot
across her body and land around the bed.


Her eyes clenched tight as she came.  Her toes curled hard also.  The
audience went wild at the big climax (which they had no idea resulted
from an incestuous liaison).  Her body kept shaking from the sexual
rapture.


Then she went limp.


Mom pulled her mouth away.  "That's enough for one evening."


***

The mother turned the webcam show off, careful not to expose her face to
the live audience.  She stood and made no effort to hide her nudity, nor
did she attempt to wipe Tiffany's fluids from around her mouth.


"Bill, I did this for us," Melinda tried to explain.


He hung his head down for a moment.  "I'm trying my best to
understand.  I don't think I ever will."

They both looked at Tiffany's naked body, laying there half-awake,
slowly recovering from the intense orgasm.


"She wants you to fuck her," Melinda said.


"What!?"


"You heard me.  She told me to arrange this."

"And you think I'm open to that?" he asked furiously.  "With my
daughter?"


"Look at your hands.  They're wet with Tiffany's milk.  And I suspect
that if I touched your cock, it would be rock hard.  Am I right or
wrong?"


"Please don't."


Melinda approached her husband and squeezed his groin, feeling his
hardness.  He tried to push her hand away, but she tried harder, causing
him to relent.  She undid his pants and freed his hard dick.


"Look at her," Melinda said, stroking Bill's cock.


They both looked at Tiffany, who was smiling now, and her legs were
turning.  She flipped around and pressed the side of her face into the
pillow.  Her pussy and ass were up in the air.


Melinda continued, "Bill, she wants you to fuck her.  Go ahead, get it
out of your system.  Tiffany wants this.  You want this.  And I've come
to the realization that I want to see it.  I won't be jealous.  And I
won't be mad."

"Is this really happening?" he asked.


She tugged his cock.  "Does this feel real to you?  Go ahead, stick it
inside your daughter's pussy.  It feels amazing in there."


Once again, she gave her husband's cock another tug, guiding it towards
their daughter's spread and wet pussy hole.  Bill did the rest,
struggling with his conflicting emotions as he pushed his cock inside.
Tiffany gasped loudly, then smiled.  He thrust again, deeper, so that he
was all the way inside.


"Mom, can you do something for me?" Tiffany asked, with her breath
nearly gone from dad's cock being shoved in her.


"Yes, dear?"


"Can you turn the webcam back on?  Our viewers would love to see this."

Bill and Melinda gasped, then Melinda nodded.  She went over to the
laptop and started streaming the show again, remembering what her
daughter taught her.


"Start fucking," Melinda said like a porn director.  "The audience is
returning."


She watched in perverse delight as her husband started fucking away at
their precious young daughter.  She watched him pound their daughter from
behind.  He moaned.  Tiffany moaned and cried.


Comments came flooding as the audience watched their favorite cam girl
being fucked in the pussy.  It was a sight they never thought they'd see
since all her shows had been solo masturbation, now she was getting
ravished by an older man.


"Oh fuck," Tiffany cried.  "God, fuck me, dad!"


All Melinda could do was stand back and watch.  She played with her pussy
observing this incestuous pairing.  It was far more deviant and intense
than she could have ever imagined, which was a good thing. She felt like
a naughty porn director, except instead of actors, she had just guided
her husband to pound their daughter for a live audience.


"I'm going to cum," Bill grunted.


Melinda moved quickly and pointed the webcam downwards, to ensure that
Tiffany's face wouldn't be seen, but that her breasts and pussy were
still on display.


"Cum inside her mouth," Melinda said.  "Let her lay to the side.  Cum
in her mouth and put your cock inside so she can clean you."


She watched her husband pull out of their daughter's pussy.  Then she
watched her daughter flip to the side, opening her mouth to accept
several hot loads of cum.  Not a drop was missed, her daughter was a
pro.  When most of the cum had been released, Tiffany wrapped her lips
around dad's cock and sucked, devouring every last bit of cum, while
also giving him extra bits of pleasure as well.


When they were done, Melinda turned off the webcam.


Then she laid in bed, beside her husband and daughter.  As a mother, she
knew this was morally unforgivable, but it felt so right.  Her hands were
shaking from the adrenaline and she


Her husband was staring at the ceiling, wondering what he had just done.
Tiffany, however, was laying there and scrolling through her phone.


"Oh my god," Tiffany said, swiping the screen.  "Mom, you forgot to
turn off the audio.  Everyone heard what we said.  They know we're
family."

Melinda and her husband both looked at their naked daughter, still
scrolling through her phone and skimming the messages.


"What?  That was my first time operating a webcam.  Are we going to be
in trouble?"

Tiffany shook her head.  "Why would we be in trouble?  My audience loved
it.  I've gotten a record amount of tips and requests from this, which
means we'll have to do it again.  This is how I intend to pay for
college, after all."


When her daughter turned her attention back to the phone, Melinda
realized this would never end in the foreseeable future.  The only
question was, was this a good or bad thing?  All of them were naked and
the bedsheet was soaked in cum.


She saw her husband's wet, flaccid penis start to grow, as Bill
reluctantly eyed their daughter's pink nipples with milk splashes on
it.  Her husband always came once, then it was over, but tonight was
different.  Their daughter was their new beacon of life and Melinda bent
over to suck her husband's cock, tasting their daughter's fluids in the
process.


The End

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