Date: Mon, 07 Feb 2022 04:30:44 +0000 From: AZBIBear Subject: Welcome to the family- Chapter 1 This is a new story with a twist written along with a new coauthor. I'm honored to work on this project with Mindy. She has written several outstanding pieces and I hope that I can keep up with her dirty lil mind!!!! She can be reached at mindymax@protonmail.com while I can still be reached via email at AZBIBEAR@protonmail.com or AZBIBEAR@protonmail.com on Wickr. We would both love any comments on this new story. Please, continue to make financial donations to Nifty.org! This forum is alive and functioning thru your contributions of financial support. Let's keep it going!! +++++ Chapter 1 -- Happily ever after +++++ Erica had told me more than once that she never thought she'd get married again. Finding a good man or a good woman is hard enough, let alone one so open to the taboo. I guess that makes me special. She sometimes calls me a fallen angel hungry for indulgence. Gemma greets Erica and I outside the bar area of the hotel. She's incredibly anxious to escort us up to the bridal suite. Gemma, and her younger siblings Matthew and Stacey, are supposed to be staying the night a couple doors down to allow us some well-earned privacy. I have plans of heading upstairs to the wedding suite to worship my new bride, sexually, verbally and hopefully place a fourth child deep in her womb. My beautiful new bride is standing beside me, stunning in a one shoulder sleeveless sweep that she changed into for the reception. Erica is a siren who still packs a 35-25-34 body after delivering three children. She still glows, and I'm determined to show how completely I love her and our three children. Gemma's still in the burgundy bridesmaid dress that Erica had selected. She fills the scoop front with her firm teenage breasts. With HRT, her transformation is coming along well. I smugly acknowledge to myself that I'm fucking this girl. Every teen boy and many of the men had looked at her with lubricious eyes during the reception. I loop my arms between the two beauties, proud as a peacock. Others wonder who the ladies are and watch in envy as we walk by. I'm smart enough to keep our little family secret under wraps. We glide over the carpeted floor, and my stepdaughter guides us into the elevator bank. Once the doors close behind us, Gemma swings into my chest and plants an open tongued kiss onto my lips. She still tastes of the non-alcoholic fruit drinks she's enjoyed all afternoon. She's willing to stand there in front of her mom while reaching a trembling hand to the seat of my Armani suit. Erica watches her daughter cup my quickly filling balls. We've shared moments like this with Gemma before. As a maturing young woman, she needs to be seen and appreciated and lusted after. After all, she's capable and willing to please. I lift the hem of her dress and find her package right where it should be - taped and hidden between her colt-like legs. I run my fingertips over the small bulge and ask my daughter, "What are you willing to do to please Daddy?" My hands explore her young body, and soon I'm groping her chest and pinching her eraser sized nipples. "Okay, you two, get a room!" Erica's deserves to be the center of attention for today. Gemma turns and pulls her mother into a passionate three-way kiss. We arrive on our floor. Gemma practically pulls us towards our room. I offer to carry my blushing bride across the threshold, and she easily glides into my arms. As we step into the suite, I nearly drop her! "Welcome to the family," gushes Gemma. I'm stunned as I take in what is the sight. Kneeling on the king bed is my new son Matthew. He's ten, a confident and charismatic boy, buck naked with a sheen of pent-up desire coating his smooth, seemingly innocent body. His three-inch spike pistons in and out of his sister's eight-year-old mouth. Unsurprisingly, Stacey is wearing the white lacy panties that her mom chose for her flower girl dress. Already an experienced nudist, cocksucker, and free spirit, Stacey loves to make others feel good, period. I encourage Matthew to please Stacey in return, and remind him to lick her lil' bald cunt after the "tingles". He's a blur, in and out, as Stacey tries to keep her brother's cut cock deep in her mouth. Drips of spittle fall from the corners of her mouth. Matthew proudly announces to all that he's starting his dry cum. Stacey releases Matt's cock from her mouth and jumps up and down on the bed, giggling. "It's my turn now!" She flops on the bed and waits for Matthew to please her in that special way that only he can. Meanwhile, my two escorts have slipped out of their own dresses and together remove my suit. I look down and try to not immediately blow cum all over both their faces. They're on their knees, lapping my swollen bulb. Erica is compelled to worship. It's everything she needs. She'd told me that for all the pleasures of an incestuous family, none of them have a man's power. The last time she'd felt it was with her late husband, Allen. Some women need a firm hand and a big, hard cock to make them happy. She's not the only one in awe of my cock. Most women would be jealous if their husband turned their attention to a younger woman, but Gemma is special. If I'm Erica's my queen then Gemma is our princess, and in our house love runs free. I'm just as much her lover as she is mine, as she is her mother's, as we are to the youngest of our children. Gemma pulls away to steal her breath. She's so beautiful with the string of saliva trailing from my cock. I can't help but lunge at her, devouring her between my lips, stealing gentle but furious bites, lashing my tongue against hers. My large, firm hands snake through her hair, twist a handful, and pull her harder into the kiss. My daughter, once a son, is nude save for the white lace thong wrapped around her package. I can't help but reach and feel the weight of her blooming breasts, now almost as heavy as her mother's. She throws her arms around my neck, holding on for dear life, pulling her body against mine. Her fourteen-year-old cock strains from its tuck, begging to be free of her panties. "Please fuck me, Daddy," she whimpers. "What about your mother?" I moaned. "It's her wedding day too." Gemma turns her attention and stares, wide eyed, her lipstick in ruins. If anyone adores Erica as much as I do, it's her. She giggles. "You can fuck me too, Mommy." Erica visibly shivers. Most days she's 'Mom', but was always 'Mommy' in the bedroom, where we have all the power, sharing it between ourselves. The eldest was the neediest bottom I'd ever met, even more than her yet to bud little sister. "Stacey, Matty, could you two please move to the sofa? Mommy, Daddy and Gemma need the bed." "But Mommy," they whine. "You can rent a porno on the hotel TV," I tell them. That was as good an offer as they needed to scuttle into the adjoining room. I'm not married for a day and already have to decide if my wife or daughter receives my first load of creamy cum. I tell myself that before this honeymoon is over, Gemma will take the first load inside her ass from her new "Daddy". How did I get so lucky to meet this family? It was less than a year ago that Erica and I started dating. It has been heaven from day one. Let me tell you the story of how we ended in the honeymoon suite...